Imma show off my aggressive pride flags before pride month ends.
okay pLEASE tell me you’ve seen the avatar recreations by anthpo on youtube they are HILARIOUS
IM SCREAMING AT THE SUKI AND YUE CAMEOS (link)
This video pisses me off because everything about it is perfect. It’s extremely well shot and composed. Every decision that went into it from the choreographed sunglasses throw to the bass boosted Nickelback seems deliberate and incapable of improvement.
Nothing I ever make will be better than 12 second long shitpost.
I’ve been thinking a lot about Endgame, probably too much and this is what I’ve concluded after having seen the movie 3 times, and having thought about it at length. I’m adding a read more tab because this is nearly 3k long.
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1: sokka hits his head | 2: sokka falls asleep at zuko and aang’s flat | 3: zuko tries to change sokka’s bandages | 4: pre-movie night | 5: movie night the first | 6: breakfast at mcdonalds | 7: it’s jet | 8: processing jet | 9: the jet conclusion | 10: suki punches jet. it’s good. | 11: aang has a crush | 12: aang doesn’t know he has a crush | 13: everyone realises aang is oblivious | 14: zuko and toph are disaster ex-rich kids | 15: some planning | 16: suki talks to aang | 17. impromptu uno tournament | 18. sokka talks to aang | 19: zuko and aang have some realizations | 20: aang gets added to his own chat | 21: zuko and aang attempt to cope | 22: gearing up for another movie night | 23: aang is bullied into doing something about his feelings |
We really have harmed a whole generation of trans and gnc children by failing to communicate how serious a decision binding actually is, how there’s no ACTUALLY safe way to bind, how it permeneantly damages the body, how it can make top surgery more difficult in the future. I don’t think we should be keeping trans kids from binding (we let kids do all sorts of things they’re really not old enough to understand the potential consequences of) but we owe them the ability to make informed decisions at LEAST
Uh yes. Tissues? Also, blame @paranormalmoonlight5 and THIS post for this whole thing. I didn’t have to write it angsty but I 100% did and I regret nothing.
Seriously tissues. TW Character (Wade) Death but since its a multiverse sort of thing, the ending is still okay
THERE’S MORE SPIDEYPOOL ON MY MASTERLIST!
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The apartment building wasn’t as nice as the one Peter and Wade shared in their universe, and Peter looked around the lobby curiously.
It was the same building– same address, same double door entrance, the lady at the front desk was still blonde and sort of shockingly busty- but it just wasn’t as nice. The rich brown tone looked about fifteen years past needing a repaint and the tiles on the floor were cracked and dingy. More than a few lights were out, several of the mailboxes bent and busted open and the elevator made a truly terrifying screech as it came to rest at the bottom floor.
Peter got in the elevator car anyway, because it wasn’t every day he ended up blipped into a side universe and he wasn’t about to waste the opportunity to explore. Mr. Stark would be furious when he found out Peter had tested the travel chamber on himself, but Peter had very carefully set the timer for no more than three hours before he faded back to his own timeline, and he was only walking the familiar parts of this version of New York, so realistically, he was being as safe about this whole thing as he could be, right?
Right.
Plus, he was curious about this version of himself, curious about this version of Spider-man and curious about whether this him had met and fallen in love with one loud mouth, spandex clad, disaster of a mercenary as well and the only way to satisfy all that curiosity was to go and find out.
So here he was in an alternate timeline, parallel universe, multi-something or other where apparently, the elevator button for the fifteenth floor had been so badly abused the entire thing fell right off and bounced on the dirty carpet when Peter pushed at it.
Alright, so this universe had seen better days. Noted and noted.
The hall of the fifteenth floor was dim, the numbers hanging haphazardly from various doors and the floor stained with something Peter wasn’t even going to begin to think about. He couldn’t help but wonder who owned the building and why it was in such bad repair, did this universe have different stands for apartment buildings? His own place wasn’t exactly the Ritz, but at least all the lights worked and there wasn’t –ick– rats in the hallway.
When Peter got to the apartment that was theirs in his own universe, his key slid right into the lock, but then caught and stuck as if it hadn’t been used for some time. That most likely meant this Peter and Wade didn’t feel the need to obsessively lock their doors like he did, which was…odd… considering how gross the building was.
Peter hadn’t actually planned this far ahead in his little jaunt through alternate timelines, he hadn’t thought about what he would do if he opened the door and Wade was in the apartment or he himself was in the apartment– what a weird conversation that would be.
Although, if they had figured out the whole multiverse thing on his end, surely other Peter Parker’s had figured it out too, so maybe he wouldn’t be as surprised to see himself standing there as he thought he would be?
The convoluted thought made Peter smile, so he opened the door and peeked his head around into the apartment, more than ready for a look at another version of his own life.
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1. Find a purpose in life. It doesn’t matter how big or small it is, but have a purpose to your existence.
2. People make mistakes, but smart people learn from their mistakes. And if you make different mistakes later, then you repeat the process.
3. Never stop trying.
4. If you can find the wire to cut, there’s no necessity to lie down on it always.
5. You are strong even if you are down, because it takes strength to stand back up.
6. A sense of humor goes a long way in life
7. See the men under the mythical monsters and the monsters under mythical men. Know their value.
8. Accept imperfection but don’t stop striving for growth.
9. Take responsibility for your actions and take actions according to your responsibility.
10. Take pride in your strengths and poise in your weaknesses. When either falters, take pragmatism from your reality.
11. Love your friends while you have them
12. Don’t stop trusting humanity for the betrayals of a few humans.
13. Be brave in your shortcomings
14. Be your own hero
15. Be the change you want to see.
Note: These are things I have learnt from Tony Stark. So if anybody comes with arguments about misgivings or counter points, please don’t.
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“Signore Carbonell Stark.” The butler waved the footman away and opened the carriage door himself, bowing at the waist to offer a polite, “Welcome home to Italia, how was your journey?”
“Tiresome, thank you.” Tony smiled at the man, grateful he had been willing to travel from the Stark estate in Brescia to meet the carriage here at the home in the hills behind Chioggia. “It’s good to see you, Jarvis.”
“E ‘bello vederti, Antonio.” Jarvis broke into a smile and clapped Tony’s shoulder lightly, all the worry lines accumulated in the last year of hearing nothing from the young master washing away in mere seconds. “It is good to see you as well.”
Tony turned back to the carriage and held out his hand for Natalia. “This is my wife, the Lady Natalia Romanova-Stark. And our ward–” he tugged Natalia to the side and held out his hand for Wanda as she departed the carriage as well. “Signorina Wanda Maximoff, and her brother, Pietro Maximoff.”
“Welcome.” Jarvis bent low over Natalia’s hand to kiss her knuckles, and offered the same treatment to Wanda. “Benvenuta. I am most pleased to meet you all.”
Pietro came down the stairs stiffly, painfully, and Jarvis neatly side stepped the women to wrap his arm around Pietro’s waist and help him to the ground, not so much as blinking at the sight of bandages that covered most of Pietro’s head, or the gauze on his fingers and up along most of his arm.
“Be very careful, Signore Pietro Maximoff.” Jarvis said lightly. “I would be very disappointed if you spilt blood on my beautiful stone path, I finished scrubbing them this morning.”
Pietro blinked his one uncovered eye at Jarvis, and when the elderly butler only grinned, Pietro’s lips tugged up in a reluctant smile as well.
“What Jarvis means is that he found a local boy who wanted a few coins and was willing to scrub stones all day.” Tony informed them. “Since I am no longer home to cause mischief and earn my way into ridiculous chores as punishment, he has had to resort to hiring help for the more unpleasant cleaning.”
“Your butler made you do chores, Antonio?” Wanda wondered, hoisting her own small traveling bag and collecting Natalia’s as well. “And you obliged him?”
“Jarvis is much more than my butler.” Tony hooked Natalia’s hand through his arm, leaning into kiss her temple when she didn’t say anything. “He was my body guard, he kept me from trouble, drove me places when I was young, covered for my–” a quiet cough. “–indiscretions.”
“Taught the boy to hide love bites with a touch of powder and blush.” Jarvis continued, ignoring Tony’s embarrassed squawk and focusing instead of helping Pietro over the stones to the house. “Fixed clothing when Antonio ran off and got into a mess instead of sitting quietly in the parlor, ensured he could at least act the part of a nobleman even if he was truly a hellion. Taught him to handle a rifle, to assemble a pistol before famiglia Beretta took him into their work space.”
Jarvis sent Tony a smile over Pietro’s head. “Taught him to throw a punch, though he hasn’t used the knowledge near as often as I’d like.”
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