buck if the avengers were animals what animals would they be???? thank you
i assume you mean based on personality, and not which avengers have been turned into which animals lately.
what has happened to my life that that is even a question i have to ask??
anyway, steve would be a dog. everyone is right on the money on that one; hed be big, fluffy, loyal as hell, appetite the size of rhode island and love to play fetch. and also have the bite power to sever a mans hand if he was so inclined. you would trust him with a baby but also to eat the face off anyone who threatened that baby. well. maybe not EAT. he does have SOME standards. theoretically.
tony would be a raven. reputation associated with death, but personality of a class clown–likes pranks, messing with people, and trying new stuff. dedicated to family and intelligent as hell. chatty. tool user. did you know ravens can people-talk? if they couldnt, im sure tony would figure out how anyways.
nat would be a swan. beautiful, graceful, but at the top of the do-not-fuck-with list in most animals books. mates for life and more loyal than you would think, with a take no shit and no prisoners attitude. i have a healthy terror of swans, as does any sane human being.
clint would also be a dog, but not like steve. hed be one of those scrappy little terrier mutts that descend from a working breed that are supposed to do things like kill rats. just as loyal and smart and fun-loving as the big guys, but makes up for lack of size with pure tenacity. and so scruffy its cute.
bruce would be an elephant. smart and social, with strong emotional bonds, generally calm and compassionate, but never something you want to be standing in front of when it gets pissed. also really enjoys peanuts?
thor would be a lion. content to chill out most of the time, and more social than most cats, but also totally down to throw down on a moment’s notice. pretty smart but not somebody you ever wanna cross. majestic as anything.
i would be a bear. likes a lot of food in large quantities, and i would love to sit in a river and let dinner fling itself into my mouth. asleep like half of the time. big and badass but generally pretty chill, and smarter than you might think. also a faster runner than you might expect (that’s not really about me, bears can just run at like 35 mph which is a thought to keep you up at night.) and if theres one thing everyone knows about bears, it is that you do not mess with what they are protecting.
also they are opposed to forest fires?? not sure what that has to do with anything, but i guess i can get behind it
viktor and yuuri are the embodiment of that one text post that's like "i want to date someone who's way out of my league, but they think i'm out of their league, so we leave in content confusion with a dog"
some holt family headcanons bc im die whenever i think abt them and the poster had me???? emotional here we go
matt and pidge have that thing where one of them poses a theoretical science question out of the blue and the other responds to it without fail
matt asks most of the time
“[drops fork on plate in the middle of eating dinner] do u think everett’s many-worlds interpretation of quantum mechanics has a world where the theory itself doesn’t exist and therefore disputes the whole reality of multiple universes coexisting w one another altogether and only has that one universe existing alone?”
“i mean given that the whole point of the multiple universe theory is that there’s gonna be at least one universe where something that’s real in one isn’t real in an-”
“children we’re eating”
one time mama holt got matt and pidge’s names mixed up while she was calling them for dinner and accidentally screamed “MATIE” and they never let her forget it
whenever pidge invents something she always Always shows it to matt first and each and every single time he gasps and his eyes light up and he just holds the thing in awe saying “what the fuck???? what the fuck What the Fuck WHAT!!!!!!” and pidge just has the biggest cheesiest grin on her face
every time matt and papa holt go out to head to the garrison pidge and mama holt stand by the open door w their dog and watch them go
matt and papa holt look back at them at least twice and smile and wave both times. pidge and mama holt always wave back no matter what
whenever they go out on a family date pidge and matt always walk behind their parents bc they love seeing them hold hands
pidge and matt might do literally anything for every single member of their family but they also roast them to no end???
“i know u love those peas dad” was only the tip of the iceberg
mom holt: u two watch too much ancient aliens matt: i saw u marathon 12 michael jackson conspiracy theory videos in a row mom mom holt: he’s alive, matthew
dad holt: each and every single star we see is in our sky is distinct and unique in its nature and interchanging them w one another is pure atrocity pidge: dad just last night u confused astronomy w astrology
their dog: sighs matt & pidge at the same time: same
matt: [flipping thru pidge’s baby pic album] darwin’s theory of evolution is so beautiful :)
matt: [trying to style his hair by constantly ruffling it on the dining table before heading to the garrison] pidge, eating her peas: this is the most intense form of pretentious dishevelment i have ever seen in my life
Noctis: demisexual introvert, prefers animals to people, babytalks a stray cat he goes out of his way to feed but turns into Sullen Emo Child when forced to interact with adult humans. lowkey aware that Dino is hitting on him but has a -103 buff on flirting and a -50 buff on having his shit together in general. was probably Squall Leonhart in a former life, but has Rinoa’s dog. gay.
Prompto: confused bisexual puppy, why is everyone so pretty he cannot handle??? consistently distracted in battle because Gladio refuses to wear people shirts. will develop a crush on anyone if they stand still long enough. a Tidus/Zidane hybrid minus the tail and daddy issues. smol.
Ignis: highkey a Tired Gay, has no fucks left to give. why are his friends like this. runs on a potent mixture of snark, caffeine and exasperation. daydreams about putting Prompto in a child safety harness. talk shit get hit. doesn’t mind a few dings in his car, but touch his music presets and you’re a dead man. looks like Balthier, acts like Auron.
Gladio: aggressively pansexual but chivalrous as fuck. dedicated InstaGay. secret romance addict. instigator of bad puns, terrible car games and poor decisions made under the influence of alcohol. looks like Auron, acts like Balthier, and probably fucks like the Iron Bull minus the horns.
Conclusion: this game is ridiculous garbage, andI love it.