Rip Maysilee Donner. You Would’ve Loved Cinna

im so normal abt sibling relationships in media i swear

Not “Only my reading of canon is correct” or “Interpretations are subjective and all valid” but a secret third thing, “More than one interpretation can be valid but there’s a reason your English teacher had you cite quotes and examples in your papers, you have to have a strong argument that your interpretation is actually supported by the text or it is just wrong and I’m fine with telling you it’s wrong, actually.”

i just realized “embrace the probability of your imminent death” is a wyatt callow reference

if i read another fic with a canon-age peter infantilized ill simply have to disappear off the face of the earth

in 2025 let’s bring back being enthusiastic on ao3. leave a comment on every chapter. leave kudos and, if necessary, leave “double kudos” in the comments. tags and notes on bookmarks. the whole nine yards. let’s show fanfic authors how much we love them.

btw gwen had to look at peter b parker and know that was the only way she could ever see her peter parker grown up

can you imagine how devastated haymitch must’ve been when the undersees died? that was the last remnant, besides the mockingjay pin she hated so much, of maysilee donner, his begrudged sister. and he finds that maysilee is not the only one with bad luck, no, its her whole family. madge’s best friend was reaped, and then she died, right along with merrilee. merrilee, who was the stunning image of who maysilee would one day resemble. maysilee, who never became that and finally died with her family.

just thinking about how since yelena was so young when she was taken to the red room, she mightve not known melina and alexei as anything but “mom” and “dad”. as in, when she went to the red room, she couldve not known how else to refer to them, and why would she? they’re her parents

that one time my friend and i were trying to find funny fanfic to read but i started filtering and she asked me how i knew how to work ao3 so well

the local vigilantes all know clint is deaf, so when they’re talking to him, they pull their mask up to show their mouths. even when he has his hearing aids in, they still accommodate him so he doesn’t have to rely on the aids.

matt: so, i’ll—

clint, eyes squinted and trying to decipher what’s being said with only one hearing aid’s battery charged: uh-huh uh-huh

matt as he turns to face clint: you could’ve just said something. i’m blind, you know

clint responding after a minute: i don’t think i heard you right

peter: AND THEN I ASKED HIM IF HE COULD CATCH A CAR BUT OBVIOUSLY HE COULDNT

clint, nodding absently:

peter: why havent you responded to me :(

clint, nodding absently:

peter: … you have your hearing aids on. i know they’re charged

clint, nodding absently:

peter: oh my fucking god he turned them off.

(peter pulls his mask up)

clint: goddamnit.

(clint closes his eyes)

peter: i dont talk THAT much damn bro