Been Thinking About This All Day And It’s Indy’s Fault

"how do you get stuff done?" bitch with tears in my eyes 😭

people forget that marvel is a BUSINESS. marvel brings disney a shit ton of money, so they’re gonna do what they can to make money- including expanding the universe as much as they can.

they’re going to promote what they believe will sell. based on their shitty treatment of poc, they dont believe poc movies/projects will sell.

dont believe me? look at their promotion for shang chi, t’challa’s what if episode, sam wilson as captain america

it pisses me the fuck off that poc have continuously have to fight for their spot in media. and have to do their own promotion and marketing. we deserve to have just as much spotlight.

the disney ceo called shang chi an experiment bc it’s going to be released exclusively in theatres- like almost every other marvel project? shut the fuck up dude

I’m clawing the fucking concrete this is so cute omfg

Would you do a Druig imagine where the other Eternals tease him and the reader for basically being a married couple when they find them together since they always flirted and everyone knee how deeply they love each other and the Eternals are hoping to get a rise out of Druig but he’s just unapologetically in love her (and she him)?

thank you so much for this request!! i don't know if this is what you were looking for, but i did my best to guess.

pairing: druig x reader

warnings: none

word count: 1,025

It would’ve been a pleasant morning. You were asleep in Druig’s arms, warm and cozy, feeling as safe as you ever had. Both of you slept with content smiles on your face. Then Thena came in.

“There you are, y/n!” You were startled awake as Thena barged into Druig’s room. Druig woke as well, arms still wrapped around your waist. He groaned at the sight of Thena, pulling you in closer.

“Go away, Thena” Druig murmured, burying his face in your neck.

“We have a strategy meeting, y/n,” Thena said. You sighed.

“I’ll be there in 15 minutes, Thena,” you said, not moving from Druig’s arms, trying to hold onto the last moments of comfort with him before you had to face the world.

“Half an hour,” Druig interjected, nuzzling your neck with his nose gently. He wasn’t ready to let you out of his arms just yet. He always said that you fit into them perfectly.

“She’s already half an hour late,” Thena said, exasperated. Neither of you responded, both holding your positions in each other’s arms, eyes closed as you savored the closeness you had with each other. Suddenly the covers were ripped off your bodies as Thena threw your blankets to the ground. You groaned at the loss of warmth, snuggling closer to Druig to compensate.

“Get up!” Thena shouted. You groaned and started to release Druig, but Druig kept his arms tightly wrapped around you.

“Not yet,” he whispered to you. You smiled at his words. Much as he may have seemed grumpy and harsh to the others, you knew that Druig was filled with softness. Suddenly his arms sprang loose and Druig exclaimed as Thena jabbed him in the side and then pulled you from his grasp. You both groaned in disapproval, but you reluctantly rose from the bed and readied yourself for the strategy meeting. Before you left Druig’s room you walked back over to the bed and kissed his forehead.

“I love you,” you whispered to him, his eyes closed. He smiled, though he kept his eyes shut.

“Love you too,” he whispered back.

You sat down at the table in the briefing room. Thena had just begun going over her plan when Druig pulled out the chair beside you to sit down. He handed you a mug of coffee and pressed a kiss to the side of your head.

“Morning, love,” he whispered into your ear before he settled.

“Druig, you’re not going on this hunt, you don’t need to be here,” Thena said as she watched him take his seat.

“I know,” Druig said, his eyes never leaving you. He reached out and took your hand, pressing a kiss to your knuckles. You turned to find him staring at you with fondness in his eyes.

“Druig, every time you sit in on one of y/n’s meetings neither of you pay any attention,” Thena said exasperatedly.

“Yeah, and you distract the rest of us with your weird little relationship,” Kingo added.

“I’m sure someone can take notes for her,” Druig said, both of you gazing into each other’s eyes. “It’s your own fault for stealing her away from me.” Thena rolled her eyes at the reminder of the fight she had put up simply to get Druig to let you out of his arms that morning, not that you had done much to help.

“You two are the worst,” Sprite groaned. Druig’s small smile never faltered, and his eyes never left you. The whole world could fall apart around him, but as long as you were safe, he wouldn’t have cared.

“I’m not starting the meeting till you leave,” Thena threatened.

“Then I guess you’re not starting the meeting,” Druig said, his thumb rubbing over your knuckles as he spoke. The whole table groaned in annoyance. You leaned towards him, kissing him softly, earning another round of groans from the table. You kept your forehead pressed against his.

“Wait for me in the kitchen,” you said quietly. Druig sighed but nodded. He stole another kiss before rising from the table, prompting Sprite to make retching noises.

“I’ll be counting down the minutes,” he said as he left the room.

You walked into the kitchen to find Druig making you breakfast, though it was almost noon. He looked beautiful, the light in the room highlighted his sharp features, and made his blue eyes sparkle. You walked over to the stove as he cooked and wrapped your arms around his waist from behind, pressing a kiss to his shoulder. His body was warm and comforting. Druig smiled softly at your touch.

“Hello, beautiful,” he greeted.

“I missed you,” you said. The two of you were like teenagers. If you were apart for ten minutes, it felt like hours to the both of you, and neither of you were afraid to be dramatic about your love for one another.

“I missed you too, love,” Druig replied. You released your hold on him and sat at the counter. Druig pulled the pan off the stove, sliding the food onto two plates. He took the seat next to you, placing a plate in front of each of you. You both started to eat your breakfast. After a few bites you put down your fork and looked at Druig.

“Dru?” You asked, getting his attention. He looked up at you, and hummed, signaling he was listening as he swallowed his food.

“Do you think we’re too affectionate in front of everyone?” You asked. He snorted, and smiled.

“No,” he said. “It doesn’t matter what they think, I love you.” You smiled softly.

“You’re sure it doesn’t bother you when they make fun?” You questioned. Druig was not one to be easily bothered, but he also wasn’t one to be upfront about his feelings. Except when it came to you. Druig shook his head.

“No. I love you too much, I don’t care about them,” He replied, pressing a kiss to your cheek. You smiled softly, returning to your breakfast. If there was one thing you could be sure of for eternity, it was that Druig loved you.

People: “Clint had a FaMiLY, a wIfE anD cHilDrEN, he can’t die”

Natasha:

who is telling men that having gray in their hair is ugly. why are they fucking lying

“Hang on… you’re telling me that things a Loki too??”

marvel explain yourself.

Fanfic writers quaking rn

good morning math doesn’t exist <<<3

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