Clint: [Slowly Scoots To The Other Side Of The Couch]

Clint: [Slowly scoots to the other side of the couch]

Tony: did you know that when spiders mate, the female usually eats the male

Natasha:

Natasha: I was aware in grade 8.

THIS IS SO SAD STOP.

Darcy’s noodles 😞😞

Angus: this is the land of your people

Wanda: this is not the land, this is Westview.

Darcy Lewis x Reader WIP

"Darcy's still out there!" You shouted as Sword agents held you back from running towards the Hex. Scrambling your way out of their arms, they failed to keep you from whatever torture Wanda had in store for you.

As you got closer, you noticed Darcy tugging her wrist in an attempt to break the cuffs, clearly getting nowhere with that shenanigan. 

"What are you doing here?" Doctor Lewis looked between the Hex getting closer and you running towards her. "I'm gotta help you," You pulled on the cuffs, doing the same thing she previously did. "That's not going to work!" She snapped. In truth be told, you both were about to get engulfed in what looked like growing abnormal pixels… maybe it wasn't so abnormal considering everything else had happened on this earth.

You stammered for another idea as you watched it swallow up the disintegrating Avenger. "C'mon, Y/N, you gotta run!" She turned to you, concern and a whole 'lotta fear painted her face. 

"Hang on to the car." She looked at you, confused now. Breaking the window, you unlocked the door from the inside. "You're just going to drag me away?" She looked back at Wanda's creation then to you struggling to get into the car quick enough. "It's better than whatever that is eating us both!" 

"It wouldn't eat us both if you would just run!" The car wouldn't start. You got out at the same speed you got in and struggled with Darcy's handcuffs again. 

"Y/N," You looked up to detect how close the Hex now was. Answer: about a meter.

Nuzzling her way into your torso, Darcy hugged you as best she could. There was no way you'd be able to get her out. You hugged her back and sniffled into her hair.

If you make it out you'll remember to ask what shampoo she uses because Darcy Lewis smells like fresh-picked strawberries. 

"I'm sorry, Dar-Dar," Running your fingers through her strawberry hair, you held her right as the Hex absorbed everything on your level.

Three Things

Imagine: You and Gamora watching the stars late at night while listening to Peter's music together

~

After it being the third time you heard a bang, you finally decided to get up and confront whoever was making noise this late at night. You walked into the base of Milano and were shocked to see Gamora already beat you to it. 

“You were woken up by that noise too?” You sleepily slurred your words. Gamora looked up at you quickly, startled at your entrance the same way you were when you noticed her. “Oh, did I wake you?” That’s when you realized it wasn’t one of the boys being annoying, it was her. Wondering why she was up this late -or maybe she woke up early, you weren’t quite sure- you sat down next to her and watched as she fiddled with the blade in her hands.

“Well, yeah… But it’s alright,” The glow of the stars and other fancy lights from outside made the features of her face shine in a way that made you feel warm. “Why are you up at this time?” You whispered softly, trying not to bother her or wake anyone else up. 

Gamora looked around the room, anywhere but your eyes, really… You weren’t sure if it was to dodge confrontation or if she simply didn’t hear you. To avoid yourself from embarrassment, you didn’t repeat yourself incase she did hear and it was the former option in your head. 

It was a silence of small breaths and beating hearts before Gamora decided to speak up. “A lot has happened,” You looked at her, “How so?” Gamora pondered for a moment.

“My father kills me in order to kill half of the universe, I come back from 2014 to learn that my sister isn’t as evil as I thought she was… And I’m apparently dating this guy named Peter,” You went silent, she had a fair point. Everything has been screwed up for the past five years. Peter was dusted away with Drax, Mantis and Groot, so you were stuck with Nebula and Rocket for the time being. You got to know Pepper Potts and Tony Stark, learned how much Earth-616 has changed over the years you’ve been exploring the universe. 

“And that’s not even the end of it,” She finished, pulling you out of your thoughts. “I guess you’re right, but you don’t have to go back to the way the other Gamora was living. Or you can, but we understand that you just jumped eight-nine years into the future and we’re all kinda shaken at the moment,” Gamora nodded softly, it was obvious she listened to what you were saying, it just took her a while to process it. That’s when you got an idea.

Standing up, you tiptoed your way through to the pilot seats of the ship and grabbed the walkman and headset from Peter’s chair and came back to sit with a confused Gamora. You handed her the headphones and charaded for her to put them on her head. You searched the walkman for the play button, also confused. After five years on Earth with Tony’s advanced technology, you needed to relearn how to use something you grew up with. 

Finally, your memory refreshed and the music made its way to Gamora’s ears. You looked up as at the green girl the cassette tape chittered. She softly smiled at you, this was your kinda battle music. 

It was nice, the quiet of Gamora’s breath and the faint music you heard coming from the cheap Headset, the stars that lit up the atmosphere of the ship along with Gamora’s beauty. And that’s when something hit you for the third time tonight, you were falling for your friend’s ex. The daughter of Thanos herself, the girl who time travelled her way into the future to help murder half the universe then changed her mind. Your best friend’s sister. 

God, you were even more screwed now.

I want to prove a point to a coworker of mine.

Pretend this post is the coronavirus.

If you see this on your dash, just reblog it.

Let’s show them how quickly this virus can spread from just one person.