Haymitch Sees The Female Tribute For The 74th Hunger Games And It’s A Girl With The Rage Of Maysilee,

i need the epilogue of sunrise on the reaping to describe a vague, non-specific reaping and then it ends with effie calling “primrose everdeen”

au (or alternate multiverse? amu?) where every version of someone’s soul is connected and interlinked, so when natasha and gamora died for the soul stone, it killed every version that ever was, is, or will be of them

Tony: Text me to say you’re home safely

Peter: I’m home dangerously

Tony: Stop it

Peter: I’m home lethally

i am not ready for the sotr edits to fourth of july by sufjan stevens when the movie comes out

“did you get enough love, my little dove?”

thinking about the cruel irony of all the attention paid to Wyatt’s snoring and how to get around it in the arena only for him to not even make it to nightfall on the first day

that's is so cute???????

He's like: PETER OMG I THOUGHT YOU WERE DEAD PLEASE DON'T DO THIS TO ME AGAIN! EVER!

I can honestly relate, HE IS PERFECT

New Fic!

The Only Thing That Keeps Me Wishing On A Wishing Star by nevergracie

Summary: Peter Parker leads a complicated life: renowned thief, Queens' vigilante, and brother of Morgan. Not to mention his fake living situation, with an uncle who does not nor has ever existed. And those Avengers, invested in both Spider-Man and Peter. Gosh, they need to mind their own.

Chapters: 1/?

(Note to my followers: this is the one where peter has a gun)

im never going to forget the edit i saw that began with steve and a speech overlay saying “not a perfect soldier, but a good man” before glitching out and transitioning to bucky as the winter soldier with text writing “not a good man, but a perfect soldier”

“i work alone,” says bruce, sweeping a gaggle of children under his cape

Damian: when i was small, my grandfather-

Tim: ha. ‘was’

Damian:

Damian: when i was small, my grandfather would have people torture me with knives to raise my pain tolerance.

Tim:

Tim: alright, well-

Damian: ashamed, Drake?

Tim: fuck you