Tag: i love it

myxmentrashblog:

kendrasaunders:

so in honor of scott summers dying (he’ll be fine) here’s what happens when x men “"kills”“ emma frost who will, in this case, also be fine, as dying is to x men as breathing is to the rest of us

emma as she’s dying: ororo. ororo listen to me. i have dinner reservations at that one place in paris. you have to make them two years in advance. do NOT cancel my reservation. i will be FINE. whatever happens, the reservation STAYS

scott was genuinely upset as emma was dying and he was crying over her and was like no emma dont leave me and emma, in a mocking voice, like “no emma dont leave me listen to yourself i’ll be back in six months shut up idiot”

ororo: her last words were “is jean also dead? good.” and then she died

emma’s funeral, which is just held at the hellfire club, is just all portraits of emma. especially the nudes. its nothing but nudes. it’s how she wanted to be remembered
ororo reading the pre-written eulogy emma wrote for her: emma grace frost was the most kind, beautiful, charming soul on this planet.
 pietro: raises hand 
ororo: she wrote this

pietro: lowers hand

she wanted me to tell you all she died doing something interesting, like riding an extremely expensive and rare horse, and not doing, in her words, “something stupid like saving the entire team.” which is, of course, what she did. that being said, here is the picture of the very expensive horse she wanted to show all of you, to remind everyone that she was rich, so very rich, and you are not

emma returning from the dead 7 months later strolling into the mansion and announcing I HAVE NOTES ON HOW WE CAN IMPROVE MY FUNERAL

logan: how was hell
emma: boring and overrated
logan: satan kicked you out didnt he
emma: that’s not the point

This is art

supercat, 1!

ofendlesswonder:

1. Could you ever be happy with me?

“You’ve been avoiding me.” Cat jumps at the sound
of Kara’s voice, nearly dropping the phone she’d been typing on as she rounded
the corner of the hallway to her apartment in shock.

Kara would be apologetic, if not for the fact
that Cat has been impossible to get a
hold of for the past few days.

“What the hell are you doing here?” Cat’s shock
turns into anger before Kara’s very eyes, as she draws herself up to her full
height and shoots Kara her best glare. “How did you even get in the building?”

“Well, I tried to front desk but apparently I’m no longer on your list of
permitted visitors.” Cat at least has the grace to look a little guilty. “So I
came through the window, instead. Considering the price you pay for this place,
you should really have better security.”

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somethingdnd:

sepulchritude:

imagine a rosario vampire kind of setting, where a human winds up at a monster school. except the monsters all know they’re a human. maybe they’re part of a new “monster/human friendly relations” project. everyone is pretty cautious about causing an incident, so they’re treading lightly around the human. but the human doesn’t even bat an eye at the strange stuff that goes on, so the monster kids gradually become more relaxed around them.

here’s the thing. the human doesn’t actually realize they’re at a monster school. they’re basically the living embodiment of “staying in their lane”. they see strange monster things happening and they’re like “huh. well that’s none of my business” and just go about their day

so the monsters think the human knows what’s up and doesn’t care. the human thinks they’re at a weird but ultimately normal human school. then the human sees something so explicit that they can’t help but connect the dots, like a werewolf transforming right in front of them. the human screams, the werewolf yelps, everyone else starts screaming too. there’s lots of confusion all around. 

eventually they all figure out what happened. then the human’s friends start quizzing them on how the hell they never noticed.

“the werewolves literally walk around with their ears and tails out.” “I thought they were just furries okay?!”

“but the vampires drink blood at lunch! only blood! they don’t eat!” “listen, even goths can be insecure about their weight. it’s not my business if they want to go on a weird tomato juice diet.” “I guess that explains why you hugged Travis and told him he was beautiful the way he is that one time.”

“there are fairies in our math class. they have wings.” “*shrug* theater kids are weird.”

“Ynolk’ku is the offspring of an eldritch abomination. the whispers of the dead follow xem wherever xe go. are you saying you never heard that?” “I figured it was just really loud creepy music playing from xer headphones.”

“centaurs. harpies. nagas.” “okay I know I already said furries, but really committed furries.”

“Cindy is a sasquatch and she’s covered in fur.” “who am I to tell a girl to shave?”

“the dryads wear clothes made out of living plants.” “aesthetic or death.”

a D&D setting there the sole human rolls nothing but 1s to notice the rest of the world

unicorn-aly:

lauraharrier:

in spiderman homecoming (2017) peter parker clearly knows enough spanish to be able to not only understand what the man in the deli says about his aunt but also to be able to come up with a perfect response in spanish in seconds. this must mean he has been exposed to enough spanish in his life to hold a conversation with someone who is fluent. now, we know his parents must be white because he is white. we know aunt may is also white and of italian descent. which leaves uncle ben as the only other relative who could have taught peter all the spanish he knows. since we know nothing about uncle ben in the mcu, it is one hundred percent feasible that he could be of latin american descent and therefore peter learned spanish from him. in this essay i will

op where’s the rest of it

andhumanslovedstories:

andhumanslovedstories:

andhumanslovedstories:

upon learning Shuri is 16 in Black Panther, I quietly revise all my original shipping plans from “adults” to “Shuri is a hopeless baby lesbian with a crush on every single Dora Milaje and soon a big useless enormous crush on MJ, who is like a semi competent but mostly just grungy bisexual with a super popular twitter account that Shuri is obsessed with and MJ is s t o k e d about everything about Wakanda and tweets that she’s doing her senior research project on Wakandan tech and T’Challa, who follows his baby sister’s online crush’s twitter so he can forward Shuri the most embarrassing tweets that will make her furious (“YES BROTHER I DID SEE THAT SELFIE AND I DON’T NEED YOU TO REMIND ME OFF IT”), is like “this is the moment I was born for. This is why I became king” and tweets MJ like “we’re doing youth outreach, come to Wakanda, my very talented and smart and accomplished sister will give you a personal tour :)”  and MJ and Shuri simultaneously die” 

the Dora Milaje prepping for MJ’s visit by giving Shuri different and conflicting romantic advice until Okoye tells them it is against their sacred duty to torment the princess into a crush-induced panic attack because she cannot decide between her top twelve outfits and cool confident quips for making a good first impression

MJ meanwhile with Peter is repeatedly punching him in the arm because he just told her that he met T’Challa and she’s furious this hasn’t come up before, and also he’s Spider-man, but that’s not nearly as important as KING T’CHALLA WHAT, DID HE TALK ABOUT HIS SISTER AT ALL, MJ’S BEEN FOLLOWING ARTICLES ABOUT HER FOR YEARS AND SHE SEEMS DOPE AND CUTE AS HELL

THIS IS THE MOMENT I WAS BORN FOR THIS IS WHY I BECAME KING WE’RE DOING YOUTH OUTREACH i feel like i want all of mj’s freaking out to be locked down tight behind the grungy bisexual facade until she really just CAN’T anymore and she steps off the plane and shuri’s there in person shuri is an overflowing fountain of eager delight and crush mj has got this cool locked down until shuri asks how she is and she says ‘your plane was very good’and then does 500000 internal facepalms (@takiki16)

Shuri, so excited and nervous that 10 percent of her attention is freaking out about how she can smell MJ oh no she smells so good, and 70 percent is on trying not to jitter so hard she thrums into a new plane of existence (and then the remaining 20 percent for figuring out cold fusion, nbd): HELOO M-UH-MMM- MICHELLE. DO YOU PREFER TO BE CALLED MICHELLE AND WELCOME TO MY BEAUTIFUL COUNTRY OF WAKANDA. WOULD YOU LIKE TO PHOTO WITH IT FOR YOUR INTERNET FRIENDS. I AM SHURI. YOU MUST KNOW THAT ALREADY. HAHA MY BROTHER TOLD YOU ABOUT ME. I WILL MURDER HIM. 

MJ, who has spent the last ten minutes hiding in the bathroom applying deodorant to basically every non-face part of her body because she can’t stop sweating oh my god stop sweating you’re sweating on a three hundred year old chair in a sitting room in a palace in fuckin WAKANDA, and who is so stressed that she’s transcended the human for and is now astral projecting somewhere behind her own body, distantly pitying this new york punk gremlin who thought Formal Plaid was a good idea talk to a real ass honest to god genuine princess with a beautiful smile holding a small cat robot that she hand designed this afternoon on a whim: dope. I love murder. call me MJ