No No. You Dont Understand. Superbat Isnt A Ship

love when fictional men are so devoted to their partner it makes them dangerous and insane. very slutty behavior keep it up king

Only two ADHD tasks

1) this task will take me five minutes but I couldn’t possibly do it because I have an appointment in six hour a

2) this task will take five hours but I’ll just do it first thing in the morning before I leave

Ngl I totally forgot fandom discourse was a thing. I don’t care man, I have car payments

I just want a fic of where Bucky is making his amends. Last person(s) on his list. The murder of Richard and Mary Parker. He took down the plane they were on, they turned down Hydra so they had to be taken out.

He knows that Richard had a brother and son(?) Records went missing.

He finds the grave of May Parker and runs into Happy while there.

Maybe Happy mentions that someone else visits her that he thinks is family, a nephew but he isn't sure.

So Bucky stalks the graveyard for this mysterious person.

It's clear from the images this has to be the child of Richard and Mary. But there is no record of him anywhere. Then again they worked with shield so maybe they were able to hide him.

Bucky trying to let Peter know and apologize. But this guy acts like he knows him or atleast knows more about Bucky's past then the average Joe.

" I know."

" That wasn't you, that was hydra"

" things they made you do... well.. it sucks and it was horrible but the fact you gotta be haunted by something that you had no control over? That's just as bad if not worse."

Bucky is intrigued by the guy.

And starts to stalk him a little.

He feels like he should know him.

Never forget:

Steve Rogers was a theatre kid, starred in movies, wore micro shorts and tights everyday on stage (Bucky: You're keeping the outfit right?), and lost his virginity to a groupie

Bucky Barnes is a nerd—eager to go to the Stark Expo science exhibit, read the Hobbit books as soon as they were released—and was also a great dancer. 1940s dating culture involved a lot of dancing, and good dancers got dates

guys.

Tony’s a guest judge on the latest season on Masterchef meant for those in the 18-21 year old category. He’s not sure why the fuck he’s there when he can’t differentiate shit in the kitchen, but he’s definitely there to bump up the ratings.

He’s supposed to be giving insightful comments, maybe give a pep talk or two, comfort a candidate during a meltdown, but goes absolutely speechless when the first person to present his dish is 18 year old Peter Parker from Queens.

“Tony.” Rhodey hisses from the side. “Tony.”

“Absolutely brilliant. Five stars. You know what? Make it ten. It’s fantastic. Cooked just right.”

Beside Tony, Rhodey’s trying not to cuss up a storm, “You haven’t even tasted it, man!”

Tony accepts the fork that’s handed to him, his gaze still fixed on pink-cheeked smiley Peter. Stabs his fork through a piece of chorizo and pops it into his mouth.

“…comments, Tony?” The host prompts him, somewhat nervously.

“Nothing. He’s perfect.”

“I meant…the food. Your comments on the food.”

Peter’s trying to maintain his composure, but it’s obvious he finds the whole situation hilarious.

“Look, I’m not even qualified to judge a cooking competition, but what do you feel about being my personal chef?”

The person behind the camera is yelling “Cut!” and Pepper is in him in a heartbeat, her stiletto heels clacking ominously against the floor.

“Tony-“

“Seriously.” Tony sets the fork down. “You should see my kitchen. It’s state of the art. Pepper.” He turns to his personal assistant. “Tell him how fantastic my kitchen is.”

“Um.” Peter glances uncertainly towards the side where the producers are in the midst of a heated discussion whether that little segment should be left in for airing. “…that’s nice?”

Pepper smiles apologetically at Peter, “I’m sorry. Really.”

“It’s fine. Not everyone can say that they’ve been on Masterchef and got flirted with by the Tony Stark. But seriously, how’s the food? I did spend an hour trying to perfect this.”

“Honestly, kid. I’m gonna maybe need a personal demonstration of how you cooked this dish. You know-“ Tony gestures uselessly with his hands. “-for evaluation purposes.”

“Uh huh. Of course.”

Obviously, it’s a competition and Tony can’t be having favorites, but it’s obvious who he’s rooting for. The episode airs with that little clip of Tony flirting kept in, and the ratings go insane. A couple of episodes later, Peter announces that he’s withdrawing from the competition because of a much better offer and Tony officially interrupts the live episode with a,

“Yes, as my boyfriend.”

I made this in like 3 seconds do you like it

for some reason middle aged comic fans coming on the internet to defend their decision as to why they thought a twelve year old should have died or lived is so funny 😭😭😭