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crowley-anthony · 5 months
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#becoming who they're meant to be
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theavengers · 9 days
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WandaVision (2021) 1.08: Previously On X-Men '97 (2024 - ) 1.05: Remember It
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ayo-edebiri · 2 years
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They both created something else to deal with their grief
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halfagony-halfh0pe · 2 years
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MCU!Humans every three months when the sky starts glowing again and some costumed freaks take the streets
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linusbenjamin · 6 months
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Loki 'Science Fiction' // WandaVision
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buckysbarnes · 9 days
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X-MEN ‘97: “Remember It” • 1.05 WANDAVISION: “Previously On” • 1.08
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kaafii · 5 months
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Loki 2.06 Glorious Purpose
WandaVision 1.09 The Series Finale
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emys-123 · 2 years
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padawanton · 9 days
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WandaVision Ep. 8 "Previously On" // X-Men '97 Ep. 5 "Remember It"
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psychicpinenut · 2 months
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my favorite marvel shows + quotes
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cissa-calls · 5 months
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Countdown to Agatha: Darkhold Diaries: Day 629
****Spoiler warning!! Leaks!!!****
Images of Agatha from the upcoming show Agatha: Darkhold Diaries have been leaked:
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Credit to @ScarletWitchUpd and @AgathaHNews on Twitter for these images
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aleksmaximoff · 2 years
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me watching that scene of MoM
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magpithy · 2 years
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No one is allowed to complain about Wanda accidentally enslaving an entire town if they also think that Strange intentionally making a man beat himself for 3 weeks, just for shits and giggles, was a totally okay thing to do
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fruityolsen · 2 years
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snaileer · 5 months
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PhantomVision
Please go read the rewritten better version here please
When Bruce woke up, his mind was filled with fog. Why? What happened to-
His wife turned in her sleep next to him, and he smiled down at her. Her red hair fell around her shoulders.. red? Bruce blinked again. Diana’s hair was black, dark ebony, not- oh, he sees, of course, her hair was just a dark, dark red, of course, how could he miss it.
He gently leaned down and kissed her temple, watching as her eyes snapped open, then blinked slowly as tenseness faded.
“It’s morning time, Diana, time to get up. We have a big day today!”
Diana smiled as she sat up, pausing to briefly rub at her forehead with scrunched eyebrows, “Of course, dear.. I’m just, I think I had an odd dream..?” Diana looked slowly around the room, confusion lacing her features, “Bruce, where..why is today a big day..?”
Bruce paused, “I… don’t kno-“
Their bedroom door slammed open, “Mom! Dad! Get up! I don’t want to be late my first day of school!”
In the doorframe stands a young boy, 14 or 15 maybe, with dark black hair and bright blue eyes.
Barbara comes up behind him, stark red hair contrasting with the teal headband pushing it back, “Come on Danny, we still have an hour, we’re not going to be late, we still have to have breakfast.”
Bruce smiles, “Don’t worry Danny, your pops can cook up breakfast fast enough to get us there on time!” He practically jumps out of bed, sweeping Danny into a hug as he goes past.
The cloudiness of his mind is easy to forget as he starts on scrambled eggs for the family. He drops the first two eggs with shells in the pan with a wince, this is why Alfred never-. Who was-?
“Here Bruce, let me take over,” Diana slides in beside him with an indulgent smile as she empties the pan and starts again.
“Thanks Di, you know I was never much good at cooking,” he leans down to kiss her.
She turns to briefly return it before grabbing a spatula, “Well, I didn’t marry you for the food, Bruce.” She smiles.
“Ughhhh! Gross parent germs!” Danny groans from the table, already eating a piece of toast.
Babs walks by with a smile, ruffling her brother’s hair, “They’re just like that Danny, you know you’ll have to get used to it right?”
“Never!” He says, but there’s a smile on his face.
They all laugh at that as Diana takes the plates and puts them in the sink.
“If you don’t want to be late we better get in the car soon Danny,” Bruce says, checking his watch even though he doesn’t remember getting dressed with it this morning.
“Dang it!” Danny shouts, grabbing his backpack and running towards the door. Babs walks calmly behind him, both already in the car when he gets there.
Bruce listens to the family chatter of his kids as they drive, only to pause at a stoplight when it falls deadly silent.
He glances back, surprised to see Danny staring out the window with a glazed, hurting look.
Bruce follows his eyes to a closed burger restaurant on the other side of the street. Yellow tape is placed across the darkened storefront.
“What’s that place Danny?” He asks, curious as to why the boy is reacting so strongly.
Danny stiffly turns forward, “It’s nothing, Dad, just go. It’s just a closed restaurant, we don’t go there anymore.”
Something scratches Bruce’s mind, “Why not, Danno?”
Danny slams his hands down on the seat, “We just DON’T, OKAY!”
A horn honks behind him, the light green and Bruce presses the gas forward.
“Have a good day at school!” Bruce says, waving at them from the car window as they get out.
Danny waves back at him, shyly embarrassed by his dad’s display, but accepting of it anyways.
His mind blurs, thick as molasses- B! Where!- gray fog that smothers his que-
Bruce watches his kids come back down the steps as school ends, surrounded by a flood of other teens.
He gets out to stand and greet them, a smile on his face as their teacher introduces himself.
“Hi there, I’m Mr.Lancer, and you must be young Daniel’s father… Jack?” The man asks, grey hair pulled back in a ponytail.
Bruce scrunches his brows, “I’m Bruce,” he shakes the extended hand firmly, “Pleasure to meet you.”
The man’s smile brightens, sharpening at the edges in a way that makes Bruce’s head tilt, “Of course, of course! It’s a pleasure to have Danny in my class, I just have so much to teach him,” The man smirks.
“Come onnn, Dad, let’s go!”
Bruce turns around, still waving to the teacher as he gets in the car. The eyes stay on them through the rear view mirror as they drive away.
Bruce pries his eyes away from the schoolfront, glancing at his son.
“How was school, Danny?”
“Fine, I mean Dash is still here but at least he’s in different classes this year.”
“And how about you, Princess?” He says, looking at Babs.
Babs looks up at him through the mirror, a hint of tightness on her lips, “I’m… fine. My legs have been hurting all day though. I can’t figure out why.”
“I’m sure it’s no big deal. Let’s go inside.” Danny says, getting out of the car. They’re already home, though Bruce is sure it should have taken longer. The thought is lost to thick cotton in his mind.
Babs is able to get out of the car on her own, following them up to the entrance. Why does that seem odd?
Diana greets them as they come in, giving them each a hug. Bruce notices a shine around her wrists.
“What’s that, Dee, new jewelry?”
Diana looks down at the thick golden bracelets with a lift of her eyebrows, “Oh.. I was.. cleaning out the basement today… we just have so much stuff down there. I found them in a box… I think.. I think they’re from my mother.” Diana runs a gentle finger along the smooth metal surface, face soft with nostalgia.
When Bruce looks up, he sees Danny standing in the kitchen, eyes glued to the basement door with an empty stare.
“Our basement? … isn’t it…”
The doorbell rings, making Danny look over, trance lost.
When Diana opens the door, Tim and Steph are standing there. Bruce stares at them for a second, unblinking.
“Danny, your friends are here!” Diana yells, making the boy come rushing back down the stairs.
“Hi, Steph, hey Tim, ready to play DOOM?” He says with a smile.
“Of course, Danny!” Tim exclaims, pulling out a slim modified PDA, “I just downloaded the new mods, it’s gonna be sick! Maybe we’ll finally beat Steph!”
Steph playfully kicks at him with a combat boot, “As if, loser! You know I win every time.”
Bruce watches them go upstairs, both barely sparing a look at him as they follow Danny.
Why does he feel like the floor is dropping out from under him? Why do his thoughts keep getting swallowed by this… this.. fog?
Why is he…?
What’s happening?
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emcu7o · 1 year
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dark red
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