god im just thinking about how much going to public school in the MCU would’ve made me hate captain america. every time i got caught giving some bitch the finger or writing on bathroom walls or ditching class or stealing books from the library cause i got a fine or what have you, and then they gave me lunch detention or ISS and i sat in that dumbass eraser-smelling room and im in My Chair (the chair i always sit in and yell at anyone else who tries to take it), fuming, arms crossed, full of teen angst and hating everyone around me, and AGAIN had to watch this stupid fucking video ive already seen so many times that i know it by heart and every word grates on my eardrums and i’d just see this fuckin familiar face
and i would be ready to LOSE MY SHIT
Villain Origin Story
god imagine Steve giving Peter his Captain America is Disappointed in You face/lecture over something dumb and Peter just fucking dissociating and zoning back in to “Peter! Are you even listening to me???” and looking him in the eye and being like “I’m completely immune at this point. You can’t even touch me.” and walking the fuck away
canon.
the real reason why Peter agreed to fight cap at the airport
Welcome to my country boys au and prepare to suffer with me :))))
Here’s the deal: Stiles and Derek grew up together but after a barn fire at the Hale ranch they grew apart. Derek’s parents died saving him and his sisters who had been camping out in the hayloft that night. Ever since the Hale siblings have all been different in their own ways, Laura moved away to New York for school and decided to stay out there. Cora pushed everyone who cared about her so far away that not even her siblings really know her anymore, and Derek? Well Derek left for the Rodeo.
I think I’m going to be technically a few minutes late by the time this posts, but for the @teenwolfdrabbles word “furry”… It’s a werewolf show. What do you want from me?
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“I’m not a furry!” Stiles protests, but Scott still seems skeptical.
“Dude, you asked Derek to”—and Scott glances around for fear they might be both heard and believed—“knot you. I think that makes you a furry.”
“First of all, that’s—” Stiles flails, searching for the worlds. “Speciesist. Or subspeciesist or something. He was born that way. That’s natural. For him.”
“If he wasn’t a werewolf, would you be into him?”
“Yes,” Stiles answers emphatically. Then, “If being into werewolves makes me a furry then so’s Allison.”