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Ngl I hated him for a while but he's so well written... after thunderbolts* I've found that he's growing on me

Ship or not, John is Bob’s second closest Thunderbolt after Yelena:

Despite his initial animosity, John seemed genuinely concerned when Bob sacrificed himself to distract the special forces from pursuing the trio. He ignored Ava’s instructions to leave, waiting for Yelena to say.

Aside from Yelena, he was the only one who faced Bob’s dark essence before the final battle (Bob probably also saw what was going on in his mind).

Despite seeing John as a complete ass, Bob treated him far more gently in the fight than he did Bucky and Alexei, though John was just as aggressive as they were (attacking, shooting).

He was the one who encouraged Bob and who praised him.

He was also the first to rush to help Yelena restrain Bob, despite having been impaled by a piece of iron just a minute before.

When John learned that Bob’s abusive father used to call him “Bobby”, he stopped doing it.

Other little thing: John was the one who freed Bob and saw his capsule in its opened state.

AVENGERS TOWERS FICS ARE MAKING A COMEBACK THIS IS SO PEAK

welcome back 2014 marvel tumblr

This!!!

this is what happened right

Eryn coughs, spitting up blood.

"You fucking lied," she yells, her voice hoarse. "When I thought I was dead, and I was hellbent on finding him, you said spirits couldn't die a second time. YOU LIED. I- I killed them, Phantom! My stupid actions led to their second deaths. They were just kids! They'd already had a horrible death alongside him, and Natemare was caring for them. They were a family. And I killed them. They were probably terrified as their whole home collapsed. They were kids..." she repeats, her voice trembling. She hauls herself into a sitting position, staring at Phantom.

"You should have let him kill me."

Eryn doesn't know how long she sleeps for, but she finds herself slowly stirring a while later. She keeps her eyes closed, rolling over and hoping to go back to sleep.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

It may have been 3am, but that didn't mean Eryn's guard was any less vigilant, standing stock-still just a few feet away, sword still in her hand. In the time the teen had slept, several more souls had come into the room, all of them with the same palpable tension as Callithie, though none of them had chosen to arm themselves. The only light came from Tobias now, softly glowing through the darkness, the flickering, shimmering quality of his flames making the light dance. Tap. Tap. Tap. Every single soul tensed, straightening slightly - in one case sitting up from where they'd been half-laying in the curve of an aerial hoop - looking around for the source. Callithie raised her blade a little higher. "...if shit hits the fan, protect the kid," murmured a soft, southern-accented voice. Lilia shifted slightly, pulling blonde curls up into a more combat-ready ponytail. "None of us can die... she 'ain't so safe from whatever's comin'..."

Eryn grabbed Phantom's arm, tugging it and making him look at her.

"You said spirits can't die twice... did you lie? No, no. You didn't. They're fine, right? Tell me. TELL ME YOU WERE TELLING THE TRUTH! TELL ME I DIDN'T KILL THEM!" She yells, before being knocked straight to the ground, head slamming against the bar. It feels like the guilt is a physical entity, wreathing around her as she struggles to push Natemare off of her, her shoulder screaming in protest with the slightest movement. Blood drips into her eyes, and she swipes at her face, trying to clear her vision. Her whole face is bloody, she's sure.

( @the-original-red-devil )

Eryn doesn't know how long she sleeps for, but she finds herself slowly stirring a while later. She keeps her eyes closed, rolling over and hoping to go back to sleep.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

It may have been 3am, but that didn't mean Eryn's guard was any less vigilant, standing stock-still just a few feet away, sword still in her hand. In the time the teen had slept, several more souls had come into the room, all of them with the same palpable tension as Callithie, though none of them had chosen to arm themselves. The only light came from Tobias now, softly glowing through the darkness, the flickering, shimmering quality of his flames making the light dance. Tap. Tap. Tap. Every single soul tensed, straightening slightly - in one case sitting up from where they'd been half-laying in the curve of an aerial hoop - looking around for the source. Callithie raised her blade a little higher. "...if shit hits the fan, protect the kid," murmured a soft, southern-accented voice. Lilia shifted slightly, pulling blonde curls up into a more combat-ready ponytail. "None of us can die... she 'ain't so safe from whatever's comin'..."

"Wha- huh?" Eryn stared at them. She called out the one name she knew, but all four were gone.

"Fritz? What... what the fuck just happened?!" Her heart was pounding. They'd just... vanished. She stood up from her chair, looking frantically at Phantom.

"What?? No, no- They- where did they go?! What did I do?!"

your fault your fault your fault your fault your fault your fault

Eryn doesn't know how long she sleeps for, but she finds herself slowly stirring a while later. She keeps her eyes closed, rolling over and hoping to go back to sleep.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

It may have been 3am, but that didn't mean Eryn's guard was any less vigilant, standing stock-still just a few feet away, sword still in her hand. In the time the teen had slept, several more souls had come into the room, all of them with the same palpable tension as Callithie, though none of them had chosen to arm themselves. The only light came from Tobias now, softly glowing through the darkness, the flickering, shimmering quality of his flames making the light dance. Tap. Tap. Tap. Every single soul tensed, straightening slightly - in one case sitting up from where they'd been half-laying in the curve of an aerial hoop - looking around for the source. Callithie raised her blade a little higher. "...if shit hits the fan, protect the kid," murmured a soft, southern-accented voice. Lilia shifted slightly, pulling blonde curls up into a more combat-ready ponytail. "None of us can die... she 'ain't so safe from whatever's comin'..."

She nodded. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed the flickering, and it worried her.

They're going to fade, and it's your fault. You've ruined their afterlives.

"It was wrong of me to attack you like that, and even worse to shoot you. I'm sorry," Eryn replies. She seems 100 percent genuine-

But are you? Or are you just sorry you hurt those kids?

Jesus. She needs to sleep. She shakes her head, trying to get rid of it. The more it continues, the less she thinks it's her thoughts. It's like something else is taunting her.

Eryn doesn't know how long she sleeps for, but she finds herself slowly stirring a while later. She keeps her eyes closed, rolling over and hoping to go back to sleep.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

It may have been 3am, but that didn't mean Eryn's guard was any less vigilant, standing stock-still just a few feet away, sword still in her hand. In the time the teen had slept, several more souls had come into the room, all of them with the same palpable tension as Callithie, though none of them had chosen to arm themselves. The only light came from Tobias now, softly glowing through the darkness, the flickering, shimmering quality of his flames making the light dance. Tap. Tap. Tap. Every single soul tensed, straightening slightly - in one case sitting up from where they'd been half-laying in the curve of an aerial hoop - looking around for the source. Callithie raised her blade a little higher. "...if shit hits the fan, protect the kid," murmured a soft, southern-accented voice. Lilia shifted slightly, pulling blonde curls up into a more combat-ready ponytail. "None of us can die... she 'ain't so safe from whatever's comin'..."

Eryn sits down, not saying a single word. Her head is killing her, almost like a migraine coming on. She looks at the four kids and Natemare nervously, and she bites the inside of her cheek hard enough for it to start bleeding.

Not even close to a portion of what they went through or what you did to Natemare.

The words echo through her head, but she shoves that voice those thoughts away. What the fuck is going on with her? She'll listen to and go along with whatever they have to say or do, and she won't say a single word or make a single move. Its their turn.

Eryn doesn't know how long she sleeps for, but she finds herself slowly stirring a while later. She keeps her eyes closed, rolling over and hoping to go back to sleep.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

It may have been 3am, but that didn't mean Eryn's guard was any less vigilant, standing stock-still just a few feet away, sword still in her hand. In the time the teen had slept, several more souls had come into the room, all of them with the same palpable tension as Callithie, though none of them had chosen to arm themselves. The only light came from Tobias now, softly glowing through the darkness, the flickering, shimmering quality of his flames making the light dance. Tap. Tap. Tap. Every single soul tensed, straightening slightly - in one case sitting up from where they'd been half-laying in the curve of an aerial hoop - looking around for the source. Callithie raised her blade a little higher. "...if shit hits the fan, protect the kid," murmured a soft, southern-accented voice. Lilia shifted slightly, pulling blonde curls up into a more combat-ready ponytail. "None of us can die... she 'ain't so safe from whatever's comin'..."

|| Cackling in my corner >:) (i don't know the context but it's probably gonna be something horrible and it'll be like that one TikTok audio from BoJack Horseman where the guy goes "Whats that? The library thanking you for never returning a book late?" "That was my brother, Tommy. My dad just died." "OH MY GOD."

|| 'Do you want another tattoo'

Ace, that is brutal. 😭

NO BECAUSE ONCE I FINISH MY ANALYSIS (I'M ON 8 PAGES AND I JUST FINISHED THE SUMMARY OF HIS PLOT) IM GONNA WRITE SOME

my writer's block fading after watching thunderbolts* & fall in love with bob:

Listening to this song isn't enough I need a cool outfit and a dance partner with a black and red outfit and a sick ass cane

im not a straggot i swear

Ooooo, Anti has a crush-

We've had A Date With Markiplier, A Heist With Markiplier, In Space With Markiplier; it's all about Markiplier.

When are we getting Dicked Down by Darkiplier?

I WILL BITE YOU.

*clicks megaphone*

IT DOES NOT MAKE ME A STRAGGOT FOR WANTING TO DANCE TO THE MASOCHISM TANGO WITH TWO CERTAIN CHARACTERS PLAYED BY MUSICIAN NATHAN SHARP. (DIRECTED AT YOU, @terri-theslime13)

That's all.

When you're so invested in the plot of an rp you find yourself checking the blog every four seconds

(They're so fucking gay JESUSSSS)

Hypothetically theoretically what would the ship name/ship tag for Anti and Phantom be?

ITS A HYPOTHETICAL, I KNOW YOU THREE (TERRI, DIN, KORA) ARE GONNA CALL ME A STRAGGOT BUT ITS A HYPOTHETICAL!!!!!

I LOVE THIS SM YOUR ARTSTYLE IS SO CUTE OP

say hi to bob

DON'T SIDE WITH TERRI! I'M NOT A STRAGGOT!!!!!!!!

*clicks megaphone*

IT DOES NOT MAKE ME A STRAGGOT FOR WANTING TO DANCE TO THE MASOCHISM TANGO WITH TWO CERTAIN CHARACTERS PLAYED BY MUSICIAN NATHAN SHARP. (DIRECTED AT YOU, @terri-theslime13)

That's all.

*clicks megaphone*

IT DOES NOT MAKE ME A STRAGGOT FOR WANTING TO DANCE TO THE MASOCHISM TANGO WITH TWO CERTAIN CHARACTERS PLAYED BY MUSICIAN NATHAN SHARP. (DIRECTED AT YOU, @terri-theslime13)

That's all.

I'm collecting Void edits and fanart like Pokémon istg

He's on speed istg 😭😭 (pun intended)

what do you mean lin manuel miranda dropped a hamilton nightcore album today i dont see anyone talking about this. Are you guys aware

👀👀👀

Heart

Summary: You love your partner. You would do anything for her. Wouldn't you?

TWs: Major character death & a bit of gore. This probably isn't a very healthy relationship so beware.

Pairing(s): Fem! Darkiplier x Gender Neutral Reader

Author Note: This is very poorly written cause it was kinda just a passing midnight thought where I just happened to have access to my laptop. Also, I don't encourage any toxic implications of shit like this in real life, my intention was not to glorify or romanticize toxic relationships IRL, This is just supposed to be a horror fic. This is kinda the darkest thing I've written so far, which doesn't really say a lot of interesting stuff about me.

Okay no fic here cause I felt like tumblrs moderation may not like it much, so if you wanna read it, here's the ao3 link to it:

Heart

Mel: (over the phone) “Someone named Bob”

Bucky: (looking at the others) “Bob?”

Yelena, Alexei, Walker & Ava: (in unison) “Bob!”

you will never understand unless you watch Thunderbolts* how fucking hilarious this scene was.

— Thunderbolts*

YESYESYESYES THE VOID EDITS AND FANART ARE APPEARING, EATING THEM ALL. MINE NOW

Yelena in Thunderbolts*:

And honestly, same.

The scene where Bob is beating the shit out of the dark version of himself and Yelena risks it all to run across the room to hold him, the others following suit shortly after, is easily one of the most powerful scenes in a marvel movie literally ever like it’s so important

FOAMING AT THE MOUTH I LOVE THIS

"It's no use fighting."

30.04.25

Man thunderbolts was really good, didn't think a day would come when I'd willingly go to the cinema to see a marvel movie again lol

not sure how the highlight on Sentry is for you viewing this, switched between 3 different screen and its either too light/too dark/just in the middle lol

awooga eyes pop out of my skull tugs on my collar as steam comes out with a wobbly smile on my face /j (I SWEAR I'M /j) ((maybe))

take a bite and feed, your satisfaction guaranteed.

No but to be serious guys i didnt expect that movie to be that kind of good. I expected great fights. I expected complicated morals. I did not expect that movie to say i know everything seems hopeless but you dont get a choice, you have to try. I did not expect that movie to say when we are up against an impossible, unjust threat the only way through is freely given kindness and forgiveness. I did not expext that movie to say the real way villans win is by preying on those we’ve already decided are hopeless. I did not expect that movie to say we all have to believe we can get better. Please believe me we can all get better. Oh my god.

I cannot WAIT to see all the Void fanart and edits omg