"My rage is a kind of domestic rage. I learned it from my mother/Who learned it from her mother before her/And so on. Surley the Greeks had a word for this."- Enough, Suzanne Buffam. XXVI yrs old. she/they. history major. aroace oriented lesbian™. still currently obsessed with making Top Gun: Maverick as queer as possibile. Sometimes i even write, even if the jury is still out on the results.
I wish I had the time to write a tower fanfic. Ahhh id let Loki run missions with Thor and have goofy antics with the og members. 😔 He needs his own friends though, bro would probably still see it as a warriors 3 situation, "living in the shadow of [Thor's] greatness".
When Cyclone asks his voice is strangely soft, and he's looking Mav in his eyes, but he's always looking him in the eyes when he has to say something to him.
Mav laughs a little breathly and says he will think about it, but he's not laughing anymore when the Admiral tries to remarke that would have been what Iceman would have wanted.
"If this mattered so much, maybe he should have lived and told me himself, don't you think?"
au in which the Navy offers the Daggers to Mav, but Cyclone uses the Iceman card a little too easily to convince him with the result of him disappearing for a little while (more like almost two years), with less anger but the same amount of grief.
A Palestinian flag, with carnations, during the commemorations of the 50th anniversary of Portugal's Carnation Revolution (April 25, 1974), which ended the country's dictatorship.
au in which Bradley opens the door to a woman he doesn't know and calls out for his dad. What the woman gets, in front of her, it's two completely different people staring at her but with the exact same expression.
(She feels like she is looking at her boy, ten years old and confused by his mommy's bags at the door and a slip to sign forgotten on the table, for a day trip to an aquarium. It has been more than twenty years, but she wants to ask him if he had the chance to go and to see the sharks he couldn't stop talking about.)
What she gets, in the end, is ten minutes on the front porch where she would have liked to say something to her Tom - her baby boy who hasn't been a baby in years, to make him understand why she left. What she says is more on the line of "You look a lot like your father" just to received back the most scared look, even if for only a second.
"Apparently, not enough for you to stay away" he answers, voice so flat she couldn't catch a hint of nothing.
"I want to-" just for the noise of a motorbike interrupting her second try.
A man walks towards him, two bags in his arms and looking as ready to let go of the day as she feels.
"Ice, ba-" he says, stopping after the first two letters when he sees her "and she is-"
"Tom's mo-"
"Sandra. Her name is Sandra. And she was leaving. I'm going to start with dinner in 10. Could you check if Bradley finished his homework?"