which fictional death has affected you the most emotionally? like had you straight up crying your eyes out or similar responses
Loki: Lilapsophobia/Astraphobia (The fear of storms/storms getting worse to the point of hurricanes and tornadoes.)
Thor: Entomophobia (The fear of bugs.)
Steve Rogers: Trypanophobia (The fear of needles/injections) ironic, ain’t it?
Bucky Barnes: Cynophobia (The fear of dogs. Bigger ones mostly.)
Bruce Banner: Thalassophobia (The fear of the ocean/deep bodies of water.)
Hulk: Agoraphobia (Fear of crowds, crowded areas, and enclosed spaces.)
Pietro Maximoff: Ekrixiphobia, Somniphobia (The fear of explosions and the fear of falling/staying asleep.) trauma
Wanda Maximoff: Monophobia, Autophobia (The fear of being alone and the fear of being abandoned.)
Me: *Just chilling, feeding into my batman hyper-fixation*
Me: *Sees some people posting autistic headcanons about batman characters*
Me: That's pretty cool. I wouldn't mind seeing an interpretation with a few of them being autistic at some point.
My brain: Which ones, though?
Me: I dunno, one could make an argument for just about any of them, really. Autism is such a varied thing that the mold could fit easily onto a lot of characters, I imagine.
My brain: Some people are headcanon-ing Riddler as autistic.
Me: I can see that. Some versions more than others though.
My brain: What about the other two members of the dork squad?
Me: I guess? They certainly have their hyperfixations, and they display some traits that you could tie to Autism-
Me: ...Oh shit.
And that's how I ended up with the autistic dork squad headcanon. All three of them.
You know what they say, 'birds of a feather flock together'.
Idk if you've been given an answer yet but vox machina is the name of a dnd campaign from these folks called critical role! It's their first campaign specifically. If you like fantasy stuff at all, even if you're not sure about dnd, you should totally check it out. They have multiple campaigns, three long form ones and a few shorter ones, all set in the same universe: exandria! It's a lot of fun. I personally use them as podcasts and background noise c:
mm! Sounds pretty neat, actually. I might look into that.
I've never played DnD myself, but it sounds pretty fun from what I've heard, and I enjoy listening to people tell stories about their experiences playing, so it might be worth a look. Especially with the idea that they're all different stories in the same universe, that's certainly interesting.
Thank you!
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Trigger warning: Mentions of blood, implied dog attacks.
It wasn't supposed to be much of anything. Just get in, get it done, get out, nothing more. But the moment the 'winter solider' walked in, things seemed to get out of hand instantly.
Suddenly, he was running as fast as he could down a hall, his heart pounding in his ears. Blood poured from a new open wound on his leg, but he was so hyped up on adrenaline that he didn't even notice.
He could hear them, the growling, the roar-like barking, the sounds of their paws hitting the ground as they rushed after him. He stole a glance for only a moment, seeing the blood-shot beady eyes, the saliva, and sharp fangs still coated in red. It was like he was being pursued by demons!
Finally, his leg caved in under him. As his head hit the ground, blood started to seep from his nose. He looked up just in time to see the four monsters leap for him and-.
Bucky awoke with a start, jerking himself up into a sitting position as his mind reeled and his heart raced. It took him a moment to register where he was as he realized the mattress was drenched in sweat.
He took in a deep breath, the following exhale trembled as a shiver ran through his body. He could practically feel their hot breath on his skin again as he reflexively gripped his leg. The bite was gone, nothing but a slight mark left behind that was barely visible. Though knowing that didn't make it any easier to swallow with the lump in his throat.
He got up from his bed and left the room, wandering down the halls of the tower until he found himself in the kitchen. He took a glass, but as he went to get some water, he paused. God, how much better he'd feel if he had a strong shot right now.
It wasn't good to do it, he knew that, but waking up in a cold sweat after being reminded of one of the most terrifying moments of his life? It made the taste of Tony's stash of liquor seem so sweet.
He turned, convincing himself that he wasn't actually going to take any; he was just going to look.
"What are you doing up so late?" (Y/N) was suddenly standing in the doorway. It never ceased to amaze him how easily this guy could just appear without being detected; Almost like he had some kind of silent teleportation.
"Nothing." Bucky muttered. "Just getting a drink." The man leaning against the doorway raised an eyebrow.
"...Then get one." He nodded towards the sink, clearly very aware of what Bucky was about to do. Bucky sighed, turning to do just that as (Y/N) continued. "What's wrong? You look like you were running from the grim reaper."
"Nightmare." Bucky's voice was hoarse, his body was covered in sweat, and he had deep bags under his eyes. All of that came from a nightmare? Definitely not what (Y/N) expected. (Y/N) uncrossed his arms and walked a bit closer, letting his steps sound as not to spook him when he reached out.
Bucky felt (Y/N)'s hand gently touch his shoulder as he practically inhaled the water. "It was about your time as the soldier, wasn't it?" An exasperated sigh left Bucky's lips, putting the glass on the counter.
"What else would it be about?"
"Maybe your fear of dogs?"
"I don-" Before Bucky could get the words out of his mouth, he paused. He looked back at (Y/N), who gave him a little smile back. "How did you-?"
"I make it a point to learn all I can about my co-workers. Especially the good-looking ones." Bucky rolled his eyes. "You're pretty secretive about that in particular, though; It kinda makes me wonder why." Bucky turned, attempting to pass (Y/N), only to be blocked with an arm to the opposite shoulder. Bucky looked to find a surprisingly empathetic expression on his usually sarcastic and childish face. "Y'know, this type of thing just proves something." Bucky raised an eyebrow. "Monsters can't feel fear, neither can weapons. So, since you're afraid of something, that just proves you're more than that."
Bucky's expression morphed a few times but settled on a subtle smile. "Besides." (Y/N) added with a chuckle, "It's nice to know that all we have to do to snap you out of it is throw a pomeranian at your ass." As bad-taste as that joke might've been, Bucky couldn't help but chuckle under his breath. Bucky and (Y/N) split in opposite directions as they entered the hallway. "G'night, tin man!"
"Goodnight." Suddenly, the nightmare was far from his mind. The joke about Bucky's fear forcing away the panic and the comment about it proving his humanity made him feel... better. ----------------------------------------------------------
Author’s note: My very first time writing for Bucky, how’d I do?
Okay, I cannot stop thinking about a ‘How to train your dragon’ AU for Marvel. Would Thor have a Thunderdrum or would he have a Skrill? Loki with a Changewing perhaps? (Or maybe throw a Nightfury at him for the ‘misunderstood’ points?) Hela might have a Wooly howl to replace Fenrir? or maybe a red death for the boss battle points? I’m also fixated on the idea that Tony has a Sword-Stealer.
That and a Pokemon AU: My immediate thought for that being Loki having a Suicune, Thor having a Raikou, and Hela having an Entei. On top of that, they each also have a legendary bird? Loki has Articuno, Thor has Zapdos, and Hela has Moltres?
Imagine: Poly relationship: Pietro x Male reader insert x Loki.
Male reader is just as prank-prone as the other two, and these three just have constant prank wars with each other.
I can see Loki using his magic to make Pietro trip up while running or something, just as a little goof, not really meant to be anything. But it basically ends up sparking a full-on battle between the two. (Friendly competition, of course.) and at one point, male reader just gets caught in the cross-fire and he decides to get revenge on both of them at once. This double-prank resulting in him now being a player in the never-ending prank battle.
Meanwhile, Thor and Wanda are just watching all of this in the background wondering how these three are in a relationship.
This is just their dynamic now. Thor, Wanda, and the others just have to deal with it. (Though partially, I imagine they’re relieved, as all of their prank-tendencies are focused on each other and not every one else.) This does change every so often though. Especially on fool’s day, when the three of them team up and prank the others together instead. Often resulting in the three needing to make a quick getaway from a rampaging Hulk, a pissed off winter soldier, etc.
These three are just nuisances to everyone around them but they have so much fun doing it. Partners in crime. Three amigos. ...Three Amantes?
Me, tired brain, waking up: "...You know what would be cool, if I made a youtube video cooking and baking things based on my favorite fictional characters."
Me, realizing I don't have a youtube channel and don't have money for ingredients: "...Oh."
I wrote this on Twitter and it got long:
They really hated how #Loki represented the outcasts and thus had to change him to be relatable to mainstream people instead. Strip him of everything that made him unique and punish him thoroughly in the process.
They hate us so much, they couldn't let us have one badass character we could relate to. If marginalized people feel represented, or worse empowered, by such a character, it has to be destroyed.
Just like the bullies on the schoolyard tried to beat us into normalcy, the bigots in the entertainment industry forcefully strips our beloved character of everything that made him special, everything that made him one of us.
Fuck you! We still have the original MCU Loki, and we don't forget. Some of us weren't broken by you mainstream oppression machine; we resisted on that schoolyard and we resist now.
We won't disappear because you take away our #representation. People who don't fit in will always exist; dandelions through the cracks of you asphalt, if you will. You can hurt us but you will never succeed in erasing us.
He/They/It. Made in 2002. BLM. ACAB. Queer and Disabled. Some fandom blog w/ a secondary self-ship blog. This blog is fandom stuff, and also rambling about misc shit. DNI: Proshippers/Comshippers, MAPs, Racists, LGBT-phobes, Ableists.
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