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ellena-asg · 2 years

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I enjoy it. Causing them pain. Watching them being like... bugs under my feet. And I can't stop, can't finish them off because the pain... is much better than death, isn't it? One of them... is so brave. Doesn't wish to die. What a joy, I can torture him indefinitely.

Not my son, beast.

How post-The Dark World should have ended aka Go, Alldaddy! Smash that evil plum and his sick brain! For Asgard! For your little boy LOKI! 🎶Go go Power Daddy🎶

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teamdarkweek · 5 months

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(Sorry - remaking this post because I forgot to edit it before it queue published and only realised after I shared)

This is my interest check for Team Dark Week, which I am hoping to run the last week of January! It'll be at least 7 prompts, with a few polls and other things knocking around for fun.

The week will be accept work up to a (15) age rating, with the caveat of no sexual or shipping content.

Ways to play - not an exclusive list!

Any kind of visual art

Any writing, including fanfiction in any format as well as theory and analyses

Edits of canon source material

Memes/ Jokes

Collage and moodboards

Collaborations across any media

(No A.I. or reposting other people's work)

If you'd like to help, please consider sharing this post to reach anyone else who might like to join in! I am running the poll to collect numbers, not too worried about the ratio.

Thanks! 🖤

#prev post was too needy and had no highlighting im sorry #ugh gotta retag #shadow the hedgehog #rouge the bat #e-123 omega #team dark #text post #e 123 omega #e123 omega #omega e123 #tdw #tdw admin #team dark week #team dark week admin #teamdarkweek #teamdarkweek admin

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abby118 · 2 months

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I know I don't talk a lot about how much I despise the series, Ragnarok, or IW, but know that's just because I don't want to give it the time of day. There are a myriad of things I disagree with and/or find downright offensive for the story as well as its characters.

It's such a shame, but it's evident that the people responsible for the "sequels" knew fuck all about the narrative they were supposed to be presenting. They ended up making shoddy remakes and I can't wrap my head around how so many people are utterly blind to it. The sheer mischaracterisation of all the characters is astounding.

They threw away years worth of highly valuable backstory and, with that, any chances of elaborating on any of the of subjects they could've addressed, just to make everybody into their miserably written comic relief. It's disgusting and shows just how little respect the new creators hold for the fanbase (and essentially, their own creations).

I applaud every single one of you who have the mental energy to write these elaborate metas pointing out what went wrong. I've got a lot to say too, but I can't bring myself to do so and acknowledge it.

I'm so grateful there are still people who understand the characters and their story, you are deeply appreciated and I love seeing you 🖤💚

(PS- in case you haven't noticed I don't hesitate to block you so called fans of the post 2013 era, so if any of you end up seeing this, stay away from my blog. You will get blocked.)

#anti loki series #anti loki show #Loki #2011-2013 Loki supremacy #anti ragnarok #anti iw #Thor 1 #The Avengers #Thor The Dark World #Loki deserves better #everybody there deserves better #the Loki trilogy #and that's what led me to write hundreds of K words of my post TDW fanfic. lore and all

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wonderinc-sonic · 3 months

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TDW 4 - "Medicine for Malware" on Ao3

2.7k Gen, All Audiences

Slice of Life, Illness, germaphobia, Silly, Domestic, Post-Comic Arc: Metal Virus (Sonic the Hedgehog)

TDW 4: Creation // Malfunction - I chose Malfunction

Shadow takes any potential malady a bit too seriously, but when it comes to friends it really can't take risks.

Shadow started the coffee machine in Rouge's kitchen. Once the beans had crushed for her drink, it snuck a few out the top that hadn't gone through the grinder, crunching furtively. It flicked its ears back to face away from the whirring.

She was under a blanket, and on the phone to some sister, or friend from school, or whoever else Rouge knew. They were laughing about something.

"That's so grim. A judge couldn't drag that out of me!" She cackled. The person on the other end said something that made her snort even more, then said something else. Rouge was quiet for a moment, flicking through something on her phone.

"Oh, god, that was tomorrow. I'm gonna have to pass, I'm, er, actually not feeling well. Sure, I mean I didn't wanna say, kill the vibe, but yeah it's kinda nasty. Uh huh, don't think I should go far from the bathroom. God, no don't catch it. Oh, thanks I will. You have a lovely time! I, er, actually gotta go right now, see-ya-mwamwa-bye-" she hung up the phone with urgency, then leant back on the sofa and smiled to herself, tucking the blanket under her chin.

"A-hem! Barista?"

Shadow plonked the mug in her hand and rolled its eyes.

"What?" She shrugged.

"Why lie? You should say you don't want to go."

She blew on the foam and smiled toothily; "The plan was to set her up with the only other person who won't bail, somewhere they're in bikinis. I think it'll go swimmingly."

"That's invasive of you."

"Sure is! But it wasn't a total lie, I don't feel great, and I would rather stay in."

Shadow's fur stood on end, but it didn't move. Rouge didn't notice, flicking through the TV channels unimpressed.

"You feel ill?"

"Enough to sit in front of the sofa and be waited on, sure."

"What are your symptoms?"

"Eh? Oh, nothing that bad. Usual stuff, y'know. I just don't fancy a waterpark."

"Is it the caffeine? I will take this away. Dairy is also an irritant to the gut."

"What- no, it's not food! I just want to stay in and rest, I'm tired. What's wrong?"

Shadow took the coffee from her hand and poured it down the sink, holding the mug with only its fingertips, and took a deep breath. It disappeared into a room, which she thought was odd until she realised it was her room.

"Oi- what are you doing? Get out of there!"

It reappeared, and let the breath go, having opened all the windows in her room and placed the washing up bowl next to her nightstand.

"Go to bed."

"Go to hell! This is my house, don't tell me what to do!"

"Bed. Now. You're ill. I will manage all duties. Do not move fast, but go immediately."

She tilted her head, but scooped up the blankets and her phone and laptop.

"Well whatever, weirdo. I didn't wanna hang out with you anyway. Sure, you wanna do things for me? Go buy my shopping, then, and do a couple loads of laundry while you're at it. I want takeaway for dinner, and it better be nice. That's what this terrible disease demands - chop chop!" She huffed, and it distinctly thought it heard the word 'dumbass' as she closed the door.

Shadow threw its gloves in the washing machine, and started scrubbing down its hands, arms and face in the kitchen sink. It cleaned the surfaces with a bleach cleaner, and put every soft fabric surface in the washing machine too, setting it to very hot. It finished opening the windows in the flat, and stared out, hands shaking.

Tests would be needed, and Shadow would of course need to administer them to reduce any further contact, at risk of picking up a greater potential viral load. They would need a double seal on the entryway for incoming supplies, or some method of receiving from the outside world that couldnt transmit disease...

Shadow tapped out a message to E-123 Omega with trembling bare fingers.

It could hear the sounds of banal television from Rouge's room when Omega arrived with ample groceries and a bit less ammunition than he set off with.

"I do not like Waitruse. I am coincidentally no longer welcome in Waitruse."

"Clean yourself down this instance." Shadow barked, tossing a cloth and isopropyl alcohol to Omega, who dropped all the shopping and caught both. Shadow laid a bowl of soup and bottle of still water on a tray in front of him, with a little packet from the shopping bags.

"Take this to her, then immediately clean yourself again. Take her temperature, the instructions are here."

Omega looked dimly over the sealed thermometer, and barged open Rouge's bedroom door, as Shadow darted to the window to breathe the clean air.

"Why are you in bed?"

"I've been sent to bed, oh thank god some lunch. Has it done my washing yet? I want my fuzzy slippers. And make it fill my hot water bottle. And kick it, just because." Rouge yawned, taking the soup and eyeing Omega's shining chest.

"Did you wash?"

"I was forced to. What is your core temperature reading?"

"How should I know? Normal temperature? I'm fine."

"Puny meatbag, insufficient internal data. I will perform manual test."

Rouge huffed and put the soup down, then shuffled up in her bed as a thermometer was stuffed in her mouth.

"38.5°C. Within normal range of Bat. Why is Shadow afraid of you?" Omega huffed.

Rouge blinked dimly, and paused the sitcom as she thought.

"Is it? I thought it was angry with me? Shadow! Why are you scared?" She shouted through the door, but Omega stopped her.

"You will leave until we know it is Shadow who is faulty. I will reconvene."

As he shut the door, Shadow was spraying him down.

"She is bat temperature."

"Go back in with this kit."

"Query: why are you cleaning me again? Illogical order of events. Clean once after contamination."

Shadow huffed, and threw some testing kits at Omega.

On the other side of the door, Rouge groaned.

"Oh my god, is it some kind of germophobe now? Honestly, one zombie apocalypse and everyone and their granny is a virus expert." She grumbled, sticking a swab up her nose as instructed.

"Unclear: are you malfunctioning? Rouge is not known for compliance with orders."

"No. I wanted to laze around today anyway. It's normal, Omega, don't let Shadow spook you."

"If Shadow is wrong, why comply with its idiocy?"

"Because my stomach aches and I don't want to fight right now. If it wants to spend the day playing doctor, then it can knock itself out. You done? Thanks for the soup. Now go play somewhere else, apparently I'm contagious." She growled, stuffing the completed tests into his hands and shuffling back into bed. Omega left, something nervous churning in his core processor.

Shadow took the tests in a pair of rubber gloves and laid them out on labels it had prepared.

"Clean yourself off, and you can go. You are highly unlikely to incubate a disease."

"Query: why am I expendable to infection?"

Shadow glared at him, and shook its head like he was being stupid.

"You're a machine. We have no evidence you can be infected with anything biological. I am apparently not so fortunate. I'll have to stay isolated too."

When Omega stared nonplussed, it sighed, covering each little test strip with a glass as it expanded:

"On the ARK new crew spent 3 weeks in solitary confinement, sealed with a different air cycling system. I thought it was excessive, but I see now..." Shadow stopped, bearing its teeth and closing its hands into fists.

"It was only with those careful measures that Maria could stay well. Even the smallest illness in mortals can be deadly. And you are less likely to carry transmissable diseases than I, even if I don't become as unwell as others."

Omega's head felt light again as he thought about how deadly mobian infections had proved they could be. He spread his arms out to let the excess heat leave his body quicker.

"... Concern level unwarranted. Rouge is lazy, hungry and grumpy: she is clearly in normal Rouge condition."

Shadow tutted its tongue, and scrubbed its hands again, before it began to sanitise the shopping. It quirked its ear back as Omega whirred hard.

"What? Are you thinking? Try not to."

"Unit has no thoughts."

"Lies, your fans are going."

Omega looked down at his chest and bonked the fans.

"Nothing can be wrong. They are... congested, working theory. Take them out immediately."

Shadow frowned, but took a screwdriver to Omega's chest. When its damp hands touched the barrel the water hissed.

"You are very warm. Something is wrong."

"Ridiculous! Robots are immune to fever."

"I know. I meant mechanically."

"Query: can machines run a fever? Time sensitive. Urgent. Respond now."

"No. I just said that, calm down."

"Secondary opinion required! Acquire more testing aparatus!"

"You want a swab? For what? How do you suppose you'll get a saliva sample?"

Omega spun his wrists in panic, and clanked to the ground as Shadow tripped the back of his knee.

"I am in peril!"

"You are incorrigible. Sit down, I'll check inside."

"Urgent: Shadow is machine and meat. Shadow is susceptible to all viruses! Beware my malware!"

Shadow flexed its hands in and out of fists, and bore its teeth.

"I'll risk it. Stop moving."

It opened his chest, and started carefully unpacking the wires.

"Beep. Beep. Beep." Omega trilled rhythmically while it laid all the pieces out on the floor meticulously, digging for his fans. As Shadow's fingers came close to the motherboard, the beeping surely sped up, because it was in tune with its own hammering heart. Something hissed and rumbled in the background, and it wiped sweat from its brow. It had watched Rouge do this thousands of times, but what was that blue coil again? It touched a latch carefully.

"Ooh, wouldn't do that if I were you." Rouge whispered over its shoulder.

Shadow sprang from Omega and her, clinging to the curtains where it landed. Omega gasped dramatically.

"Urgent! What has it touched! Shadow has forsaken its brother!"

Rouge tittered, and stuck her hand boldly into Omega, cuddling a freshly filled hot water bottle to her stomach.

"Rouge must leave! This unit is compromised by her diseases!"

"More like my fur - when did you last clean your fans, Omega?" She huffed, yanking a greyish mound made of white fur and black spines from one of his fans.

"Get back in your room! I can't help you if you make me sick!" Shadow hissed, as Rouge glared at it, clipping Omega's chest back on. He whirred his fans fast, but they only whooshed this time, instead of roaring.

"Why did you open his whole chest instead of the back panel to get to his fans? Are you feeling alright, idiot?"

"Critical Failure: Rouge's malady is spread to Shadow! The whole team is compromised."

Rouge clutched the hot water bottle and pulled herself up, pinching the bridge of her nose.

"Do I need to explain to you two there are some things you literally cannot catch? Beyond yourselves not being susceptible, but completely uncontagious? Are you that dense?"

Omega scratched at the nape of his neck, trying to open the panel with his finger. Shadow climbed down the curtain and unscrewed it, eyeing Rouge carefully as Omega's fans were exposed and spluttered out more fluff and dust.

"... I thought I couldn't catch and spread anything. That was my design, I never doubted it was true. I won't make the same mistake twice."

Rouge pinched the bridge of her nose and nodded.

"Right. I get that. But, you never used to think I'm dying when I got a headache, or try to take Omega apart when he's a bit dirty. You're gonna have to go back to that."

Shadow nodded, but visibly leant away from her still. She sighed.

"Shadow, I'm so confident, I'd bet... my whole fridge that you won't catch what I have. Does that ease anything?"

"Fridge is replacable. I won't go out until we are passed the infection window."

"I would bet the whole house."

"It isn't actually yours."

Rouge clapped a hand on Omega's metal body: "I bet the 'bot you can't get what I have. So stop worrying." She smiled tiredly at Shadow, and it weighed up how serious she could be.

"This unit is not a pawn! Omega is Queen of Chess Board!"

"So I win Omega if I get sick? Perhaps that's a fair deal." It smirked slightly, as Omega spun his head between them.

"Oh sure, buddy, I'm that confident you'll be fine. And if I'm right?"

"Well, you can have Omega, obviously."

"Protestation! This is not obvious!"

"Fine, I guess I'll take Omega. How about I'll keep him for now, and when you catch my period, you can come claim him, how's that?"

"... that didn't occur to me. Fine, you win Omega."

"Idiot. I change my mind, I don't want just him. If you lose, you can keep serving me til I'm 'better'. And I am going back to bed. Actually, Omega: you're mine now so princess carry me. Then make me a mocha."

"This unit did not consent to bet!"

"Caffeine is still an irritant-"

"Irritant yourself."

"-As is your fur to his fans. You shouldn't keep him in your room, it's filthy in there." Shadow huffed, shunting the fur tumbleweed around with his toes.

"Oh, you're volunteering to clean that too? How thoughtful!"

Omega growled metalically.

"Conversation Moot! This unit is not won! He will go wherever he wants!" Omega huffed, and Rouge tapped a hand on his forehead, shushing softly.

"Careful, all that bluster has you feeling a little warm, big guy! What was that talk of malware? Maybe you need some soup and a bath?" She laughed softly, but put herself to bed. Omega turned on his heel and plugged himself into the internet port, downloading an antivirus update.

In just twenty minutes, he was in a half-sleep mode, whirring away at the foot of Rouge's bed, while she flicked through crap TV. Shadow lay on top of the duvet criticising everything, and flinching everytime she groaned. She shifted in her bed, and its ears pinned back to its head.

"Really not a big deal, Shadow."

Shadow nodded, staring at the screen.

"You wanna talk?"

It shook its head.

"Fine by me." She snickered, and they both groaned at a laugh track, so Rouge changed the channel again.

"You..." Shadow began, then shook its head.

"I? Moi? My favourite topic?"

"You have to take care of yourself. Don't get ill."

"I won't try to."

"Good."

"But I'm not making a promise."

Shadow sniffed, and exhaled a low growl, staring at the nature documentary before them.

"It's gonna be fine, Shadow."

It hummed back.

"I'm not weak, and I'm not planning on hitting my deathbed anytime soon. I've got to spend at least a few more years getting mad at you before I have to say something inspirational and check out."

She chuckled to herself, but Shadow shook its head hard.

"You can't live being scared of people getting sick, Shadow. You don't even remember most of the virus."

"not scared. Cautious. And not remembering is what's unnerving. Yet,"

Shadow stopped himself, watching a killer whale pack corner a baby seal in awe.

"Yet?"

"... yet I'm glad I wasn't in your shoes."

Rouge sniffed.

"You would have coped."

"Naturally."

The baby seal was thrown between the Orcas.

"But I guess it's fair. I mean, you'll do your turn of... holding down the fort."

"Supposedly. I don't know what I believe anymore. Perhaps Omega will have to live on without us."

"Omega alone? Harrowing. What say you, big guy?" Rouge snickered, kicking the back of his head.

Omega jerked awake, eyes whirring before he pointed at the screen, where the baby seal's body was being tossed around by the orcas.

"Excellent. The sports channel has been found." He remarked, standing up to stare at the screen, tapping his feet with glee.

"He'll be fine." She nodded.

@teamdarkweek

#tdw 2024: day 4 #shadow the hedgehog #rouge the bat #e-123 Omega #team dark #teamdarkweek #team dark week #tdw #prose #text post #wonderincs #writincs

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pacifistcowboy · 3 months

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it’s team dark week! but i’m unfortunately far too busy to properly participate, so all i have is my first ever attempt at drawing omega which i did in honour of the team dark week host themself, who is the greatest advocate for more omega fanwork and the reason i have extra appreciation for this angry murderous robot <3

#is it okay to tag this as tdw when it’s just a simple drawing of omega?#i wanted to get involved in some way ‘cus you put so much effort into planning this week!! but i had no time to fully participate :[#also ignore the espilver bleeding through hdjfhddh #i also have two weird doodles of shadow that i could post on another day for this also?? unless it doesn’t really count enough #which is understandable #e 123 omega #teamdarkweek #team dark week #pacifistcowboydoodles

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bedlamsbard · 2 months

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man, nothing says it's been a while since I watched an MCU film in full than having to go back a couple of years to clear gifsets out of my likes, unless it's something like CATWS or BW where things tend to pile up because I watch them too often to clear them out.

(I used to do this with TCW and Rebels episodes back in the day, it is a very long-established Tumblr usage of mine. which is why I do get annoyed at "you shouldn't just like stuff, you need to reblog it" posts on Tumblr: you never know how someone is using their likes.)

#sorry that's what's going on in case you're like 'wtf is up with all the tdw posts'#it's been a minute since I watched it in full last #the reason for that is I was putting off doing thor rewatches in case it Awakened Something #and I dropped home or earlier horizon to go back to morning #right now I'm doing a phase 2 rewatch #it's just that some films tend to pile up more in my likes because of who I follow which is why I had very little im3 stuff #even though I LOVE im3 it's one of my absolute faves #and have several years worth of thor stuff #(don't ask about catws or bw I could literally reblog nothing but those two for days)#bedlam watches the mcu

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theangrykimchi · 4 months

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For the Thorki kiss number 33 please 🙏

I had such a hard time deciding which premise I wanted for this kiss it was insane lol I hope you will like some canon-adjacent thoughts 🥰

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“-the righteousness surging! Hey, do you want to have a rousing discussion about truth? Honor? Patriotism? God bless Amer–hmpf!”

Loki lets the Captain’s Glamour drop as he gets knocked back against a pillar, Thor's massive hand pressing against his mouth to shut him up. He thrashes a little at the sudden manhandling but it's mostly for show. Loki knows this. Thor also knows this, because as soon as Loki grabs his hand Thor retracts it.

“What?” snarls Loki, more irritated by the fact Thor gave up so easily than being handled in that way by him.

Thor takes away his hand resting on the side of Loki’s neck and along with it his warmth, and steps back, silent and somber like a stone statue. He isn't even looking at him and that stokes the fires of Loki's ire. He keeps quiet, though, when he notices the guards passing by them some feet down the hall, subconsciously moving closer to Thor. The last thing he'd want right now would be to be thrown back in his cell before getting to have some fun, so he waits until the guards have vanished down another corridor, before he speaks.

“You could at least furnish me with a weapon. My daggers–something.”

Thor finally looks at him, scowling—Loki doesn't care, elation fluttering in his gut—and pulls something metallic from inside his drab cape.

“At last,” Loki smiles widely, offering his hands for the weapon to be placed inside them, “a little common sens-...”

A pair of seidr-dampening handcuffs locks around his wrists and it's Loki's turn to scowl now, raising his hands between them, glaring at Thor.

“I thought you liked tricks.” Thor chuckles and is about to walk away when, in a motion quick as lightning, Loki throws his arms above and over his brother's head and pulls him close by the neck, bringing their mouths together in a forceful kiss that doesn't last more than a few seconds. Thor’s hand slaps against his lean chest in reflex, pushing him back against the wall again, growling. “Loki–”

“I do like tricks. Especially ones played at your expense.” Loki purrs and locks his hands firmly behind Thor's neck, tangling his fingers in long, blond strands of hair. Thor doesn't come easier when Loki pulls him close this time but their lips come together in another kiss that doesn't last longer than the last. The third, though, this one does last longer and the flutter in Loki's belly turns into a blizzard as Thor loses himself into the silky side, the familiar taste for a few moments more.

When he speaks, his voice has lowered, got raspier, sending sparks down Loki's spine to his toes for hearing it like that again after all this time, filled with want. “There's no time for your games, brother.”

A long leg wraps around Thor's hip, keeping him firmly pressed against Loki, their manhoods rubbing together through layers of clothing.

“This is where you are mistaken, dear Thor, there's always time for a little fun to be had.”

Those massive hands finally return to Loki's body, one pressing bruises above his hipbone and the other cradling his neck. So fiercely. So tenderly.

“This doesn't change anything, I'm still angry at you,” Thor whispers before Loki seals their mouths together in a biting, unforgiving kiss that leaves them seeking more and more when it's over.

They don't pull apart until a commotion from down the hall compels them to do so, Loki already thinking of how he's going to tease his brother into ravishing his mouth again at the first possible moment when a hard slap makes his head turn. With his lips still tingling and bruised from their kisses, it takes every little ounce of self-control in him not to start laughing at Thor's new amore’s face.

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#thorki #thunderfrost #thor/loki #my stuff #writing #tdw thorki #tdw scene rewrite #unbeta'd #kiss prompts #ficlets #my fic #will post on ao3 at some point #kimchi.writes #loveisakiss

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coulson-is-an-avenger · 7 months

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I FEEL SO NORMAL ABOUT THOR: DARK WORLD I FEEL SO NORMAL ABOUT LOKI THROWING HIMSELF ON THE KNIFE AGAIN AND AGAIN (IF I AM FOR THE AXE THEN FOR MERCY'S SAKE JUST SWING IT) (ERASING THANOS FROM THE NARRATIVE OF HIS CRIMES) AND CONTINUING TO MAKE HIMSELF WORSE AS AN ATTEMPT TO GET THOSE AROUND HIM TO FINALLY SNAP AND TAKE HIM OUT AND THEN IT FAILS AND GETS THE LAST PERSON ON HIS SIDE KILLED INSTEAD‼️ I FEEL NORMAL ABOUT THE REVEAL IN HIS CELL WHEN HE DROPS THE MASK AND SHOWS HOW WRECKED WITH GRIEF HE IS I FEEL NORMAL ABOUT HIM RECOGNIZING JANE HAS AN INFINITY STONE AND COVETING FREEING HIMSELF FROM THANOS WITH ITS POWER I FEEL NORMAL ABOUT HIM GIVING THAT UP ANYWAYS AND FIGHTING FOR HIS BROTHER FOR THE FIRST TIME AND I FEEL NORMAL ABOUT HIM ENDING UP ON THE KNIFE DESPITE DESPITE DESPITE

#mossy speaks #they put tdw on the tv at work today why did they do that to me personally #loki #terrified to maintag posts as him always but my organization...#caps #thor the dark world #whatever my tag is

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iamnmbr3 · 2 years

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Odin: What’s wrong with you?

Loki: Many, many things and most of them are your fault.

#this is how the TDW scene went #Loki #Odin's A+ parenting #my post

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lilypixels · 4 months

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Ok I made a writing page to share things and ramble as I go about this journey

Its still a wip (and i need support to enable adding themes to pages??) but feel free to follow: https://ashswritings.tumblr.com/

#maybe itll do me good too #its all gonna be stuff on what started here as sim story #so just tdw stuff #youll likely learn everything and anything about it #and its new form etc #so yeah check it out for more #txt post #it was weird how i could change blog theme but couldnt do that for pages

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teamdarkweek · 3 months

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Team Dark Week: Ask Game!

Reblog to play, and if you can, ask the person you shared it from! (you don't have to do this blog though)

If you want to hear about just one character, do specify who in Team Dark you're asking about:

🏠Where do you think they live?

👯‍♀️How often do they see the others? Their other friends, too?

🫂How do they show eachother they care?

👮‍♀️Who has the longest criminal record? What are the highlights?

🎣What's their favourite thing to do together and apart?

😰Who worries the most? What do they worry about?

⛔️How do they deal with failure separately? As a team?

👷‍♀️Who's the best with cars? Computers? Building flatpack furniture?

👨‍🍳Who's the best cook, and what do they eat anyway?

🫶How do they handle physical touch?

💣Who initiates their wildest schemes? And who cleans up after them?

😴When do they sleep, if they sleep at all?

🎯What are their goals, together and apart?

🌷How will they deal with saying goodbye?

🎶Who has the aux cord most - what do they play?

🤬How do they deal with conflicts between themselves?

💆‍♀️When did they become comfortable together, and how 'comfortable' are they - open door showers, reading eachother's mail, sending texts on eachother's phones etc.?

🫡What do they do within G.U.N. day to day, and now when it's no more?

🤒What are they like when they need help?

🖤Free space! Ask what you like, or request a random headcanon

If you would like your answers/ responses to be featured on the blog, use the hashtags or tag! Otherwise, I will presume you do not - no pressure👍

#team dark #tdw #teamdarkweek #team dark week #shadow the hedgehog #rouge the bat #e-123 omega #text post #reblog game

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abby118 · 2 months

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nothing better than reading the long ass fic you wrote for yourself and loving how it's turning out <3

#writing #fanfiction #fanfic #fic #the post tdw fic #discord #abby talks

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stromuprisahat · 7 months

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Hey! Killing Heimdall for no good reason was actually pretty good move, because now we can introduce his funny son with a deadname our brave MC's refusing to stop using for more fun scenes, where said hero can act as even more of a spineless, heartless prick, obviously pretty cool during the whole time...

(The heartless part doesn't apply, because eventually there's gonna be some HEARTfelt speech to "erase" that, okay?!)

#Post TDW era made me truly appreciate the OG Thor.#MCU #Thor: Love and Thunder #Thor #Axl Heimdallson #Heimdall #V #MCU critical #anti Taika Waititi #It's also funny Heimdall's wife is apparently named GRACE?!#How very Nordic...

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