𝑭𝑨𝑵𝑮𝑰𝑹𝑳╰☆╮ ❝you're my favorite character and i
know how the movies end, but i wanna fix it!❞
...𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 a teenage fangirl wakes up in an alternate
reality where the marvel cinematic universe is real
𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜! contains spoilers...
chapter four ' now i'll never get to date tom holland! '
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"YOU'RE TELLING ME THAT TONY STARK FREAKING DIES?!" I gasped. "With all due respect, sir, I didn't stan Tony for seven years of my life just so he could die!"
Robert was sitting in his backyard with Jacob and me, sharing the spoilers he promised us.
He scoffed and threw another stick into the fire pit. "Kid, I didn't carry the Marvel franchisefor eleven years to die, either. And don't call me 'sir'."
Jacob looked between the two of us and laughed. "Aren't you being a little...dramatic?"
"No! And the worst part isn't even the fact that Tony dies! That wraps up his character arc perfectly-it was about overcoming his arrogance and sacrificing himself. The worst part is Steve's ending. The concept that he stayed behind in the past is totally against his character arc-his whole story was about him moving on from the past. Besides, my favorite strong independent woman Peggy Carter wouldn't have let him stay and leave the world without one of its greatest defenders. She was able to move on so he should, too."
I leaned back in my chair and crossed my arms. "Sorry, that was a lot."
"Yeah, it was. Rant much?"
"No, that was actually pretty good." RDJ commented. "Maybe you should direct the movies instead of the Russos."
I laughed. "I wish. Characters like Tony, Nat, and Bucky deserve so much better. The only good things about this movie seem to be Morgan Stark and Scott Lang."
"Speaking of Nat...she's dead too."
I stood up abruptly. "I'm leaving."
"To go where?" Jacob and Robert asked simultaneously.
The latter choked on his drink when I replied, "To go burn down the Russo's house."
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If you had told me before I went to bed that my second day at RDJ's would be even better than the first, I never would have believed you.
"Oh my gosh, Ellen, you didn't!" I dropped my spoon into my bowl of Lucky Charms. Tom Holland was standing right across from me and I was wearing a Sherlock t-shirt while eating marshmallow cereal. Great.
