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'Ghost in the Shell': 4 Japanese Actresses Dissect the Movie and Its Whitewashing Twist
THR invited the women to join a no-holds-barred conversation about cultural authenticity and why Japanese nationals fail to understand the race controversy: "People in Japan worship white people."

How did the movie compare with your expectations?

Traci Kato-Kiriyama: It was stunning visually, but emotionally it didn’t draw me in.

Keiko Agena: It was harder to watch than I thought it was gonna be. To get emotionally invested, you have to really care that she needs to find out who she is. But when she finally meets her mom, my gut felt so weird in that moment.

Kato-Kiriyama: That scene was devastating on all levels. It got me because of the emotion of the mother [veteran Japanese actress Kaori Momoi]. She’s really wonderful. That scene should have been beautiful, but Major had nothing in her eyes. Acting-wise, what a missed moment.

Atsuko Okatsuka: I wasn’t aware they were gonna explain the whitewashing. I thought it was just going to be an action film, no explanation, just go with the fact that it’s a future Japan with this robot cop. And then to be like, “Oh shit, I used to be a Japanese woman!” (Laughter) That was against my expectations.

How did you feel when that twist was revealed?

Agena: That was hard, y’all. Hard and awkward.

Ai Yoshihara: Major’s backstory is white people trying to justify the casting.

Okatsuka: And they f—ed up in the process because now it looks even worse. The text at the beginning of the movie explained that Hanka Robotics is making a being that’s the best of human and the best of robotics. For some reason, the best stuff they make happens to be white. Michael Pitt used to be Hideo.

Agena: That was the other cringe-worthy moment, when they called each other by their Japanese names. We’re looking at these beautiful white bodies saying these Japanese names, and it hurt my heart a little bit.

Kato-Kiriyama: It was supposed to be so touching and intimate, and it felt gross. And kind of laugh-worthy at the same time.

Okatsuka: I would have preferred them just using American names. “You used to be Bob.”

The Signs as Witches

Aries: uses bodily ingredients such as hair or teeth or nails, wild and free and howling at the moon, fire tells them what they want to know, embraces all but does not tolerate betrayal, gifted in the use of poppets and curses, full of energy and static and power

Taurus: a collector of many things, uses crystals and herbs, proficient in kitchen magic, has an inner strength that knows no bounds and no true master, a home full of colored glass and jars filled with anything you could ever need, rooted and able, wears robes with many many pockets

Gemini: a card reader and game changer, spoken spells fill the very air with magic and potential, an avid learner and sharer of their craft, books and tomes and candles fill their space, knows the power of words and names, tattoos sigils and spells all over their body and they seem to move when you aren’t looking, vast and uncontainable

Cancer: rests under the moon and whispers magic in their sleep, uses astral projection to explore and learn and play with ghosts, elaborate and detailed dream diary, deep understanding of astrology, somehow already knows what you’re going to say, mysterious and soft but only on the surface, a knower of secrets, sleepy eyes, lives in a tree in a misty forest and makes friends with the plants and spirits there

Leo: strongest in the day and has eyes that light up the night, mighty voice and skilled hands, breath carries a spark, animalistic energy you can feel when they look at you, makes their own spells borrows their own power, incredible visualization makes their dreams realities, difficult to look at directly for reasons you don’t really understand, wild hair and adorned in gems

Virgo: techno witch, weaves magic into code and text, keeps a blog as their book of shadows and altar, urban magic, has a restless mind and busy hands, deletes negativity out of their life, has much information to share despite their hollow look, eyes are lit from the inside, their phone is full of pictures that keep moving and notes only they can read

Libra: covered in veils and breathes perfume to hide themselves and confuse you, summons creatures and demons to do their bidding so their hands remain clean, almost transparent at times like a ghost or vision, is stronger than they look and delights in you not knowing their power, their mouth is almost always moving but you can’t hear what they say, soft to the touch but their skin is cold, trinkets and charms and chains adorn them and their home

Scorpio: eyes and nails are dark and caked in black, frequents graveyards and learns from the ghosts and crows, solitary witch who makes friends with bones, will help you learn what you want to know for a price, is afraid to sleep, quiet and haunted, is reborn each new moon, is full of knowing and fog and promise, takes a lock of hair from all they help, you feel them in your core

Sagittarius: rides their broom with reckless abandon, plays with the children on Halloween and shows them magic is real, their home has legs and never stays still, keeps many familiars and most are birds, gifted in charms and potions and sells their work with a smile, you can hear them laughing with the moon at night, chapped lips and wide eyes, magic is erratic and spontaneous and they couldn’t control it if they wanted to

Capricorn: loose black and gray clothing that flows when they walk, keeps a pouch of salt around their neck at all times, face is often covered or hard to see, protection spells and sigils are their innate ability, the floor trembles when they are angry, always watching watching watching, lives in a stone cottage covered with moss and scrawlings and carvings, other witches are silent around them out of fear and awe

Aquarius: hermit, storm witch, plays with rain and dances with lightning and shouts thunder, keeps trinkets and mementos in small jars around their bed, asks favors and learns from the clouds, raw and swift and ready to act, soft as a summer rain and cold as hail, hair is full of leaves and wind, feet are dirty but their mind is clean and sharp

Pisces: smells of salt and dressed in rags and burlap and pearls, misty eyes that look through you and deep deep down in you, water witch with a soft face and an ocean for a heart, thing of the sea, empath who sometimes knows you better than you do, bottles own tears and keeps them for spells, witch of all trades master of none, head is full of crashing waves, overflowing with magic and wonder

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Elizabet olsen on the set of infinity war (2/3)

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best of 2016  → top 10 13 comics read this year

The Vision, Vol. 1: Little Worse Than a Man by Tom King
Nimona by Noelle Stevenson
The Wicked + The Divine, Vol. 3-4 by Kieron Gillen (what, like I could pick one?)
Lumberjanes, Vol. 2-4 by Noelle Stevenson
Ms. Marvel, Vol. 5: Super Famous by G. Willow Wilson
Ghosts by Raina Telgemeier
The Imitation Game: Alan Turing Decoded by Jim Ottaviani
Jughead, Vol. 1 by Chip Zdarsky
Steven Universe: Too Cool for School by Jeremy Sorese and Ian Quarterly-Jones
SuperMutant Magic Academy by Jillian Tamaki

Caught Flustered

Title: Caught Flustered

Warnings: Swear words and sexual themes

Summary: After Peters revenge he hears you in your room doing something naughty.

Part 1 Part 2

Peter laid in his bed with a smug grin on his face, he had successfully exacted his revenge on Y/N. He  couldn’t believe his own boldness.  Peter was never considered a suave guy with the ladies but he had managed to make Y/N a mess underneath him. 

He wondered if Y/N would be getting revenge or if this was the end of your game.  If you continued your game he was in a vulnerable place because his room was next to yours.  Normally he stayed at his apartment but training went late so he crashed in the room saved for him.  If you wanted you could come into his room and web him to his bed. That made him nervous so he decided to reach out further with his hearing.  He didn’t have super hearing put his powers had given him better senses than the average human. He didn’t usually eavesdrop on people because that can be a good way to ruin your birthday gift.

He tried to focus on your room to see if you were awake and plotting. It was silent except for deep breathing.  Peter sighed and was about to reel his hearing in when he heard a breathy moan.  Peter stilled, that couldn’t be what he thought it was, right?  He strained to try and hear better.

Moans again filled his ears. His eyes grew wide at the thought of what you could be doing in your room. His cheeks felt a rush of heat, maybe you were thinking of him. This made a throbbing pulse go through him.  Maybe you were finishing what he had started.  That made him blush harder, but that couldn’t be true.

Another moan brought him back and then- “Peter”

He jerked up in bed heart pounding.

“Holy fuck holy fuck holy fuck.” He whispered as he paced around his room. He ran his hands down his face and then through his fair.

Not only were you probably doing very dirty things you were doing them thinking of him. His boxers suddenly became very tight. What was he supposed to do? Stay here and pretend this didn’t happen? Go over there and….. help you?

He gulped and tried to control his thoughts.  He groaned this was probably your revenge. You were doing this to him on purpose. He was not going to let you win, so he decided to storm over there and end this. One way or another.

He whipped open his door and stormed over to yours.  He didn’t even knock and threw open your door.  The sight that greeted him was a huge surprise.

You weren’t even awake, you were twisted in your sheets and small whimper sounds were being emitted. Peter smirked you were having a dirty dream about him. He could get a double dose of revenge if he played this right.

Peter coughed loudly and then called your name. You stirred and looked back at him “Darling if you wanted me that bad I’m right here no need for fantasies.”

You realized in that moment two things: one was that you were dreaming of doing some very naughty things to Spidey himself and two was that Peter Parker had caught you mid dream.

You had to play this right or you would never hear the end of it. “If by fantasies you mean me imagining how annoying you are then trust me I know your right there for the real life experience.” She tried to play off her dreaming.

Peter knew you were lying but that was okay with him. He knew this would end in his favor. “Well, in that case I leave with my annoyingness in tow.”  He turned around and pretended to leave.

“Wait, I didn’t say you had to leave.  Before the dream of you I, had… a bad dream.” You pretended to look scared and then patted the empty space next to you on the bed.

He smirked and walked over to you.  He laid down with his chest pressed against his back and your legs tangled together. He was still for a minute waiting for you to do something. When you don’t he wraps his arms around you and buried his head in your neck.  He immediately went for your sweet spot on your neck.  He began to suck and your breathing hitched. Unconsciously you tilted your head so more of your neck was open to his magical mouth

“Spidey do you know what you’re starting?” 

He chuckled and the vibrations make a low moan escape your lips. “I know exactly what I’m starting.”  His lips began to move up your neck leaving a trail of hot kisses. He made it to the shell of your ear and bit down on the lobe and tugged.  This again caused you to moan.

He was winning and you could not let this happen. You pressed further back into him until your ass was in the perfect placement against his crotch. His movements stopped.  You began to roll your hips back and forth.  Since the famous Peter Parker slept only in his boxers you could immediately feel the reaction your actions caused. You could also hear the heavy breathing and low groan in your ear.

“Sweetheart you’re heading into dangerous territory.”  He began to move his hips along with yours trying to create more of the desired friction. You decided you didn’t like this position anymore.

You flipped over to face the flushed breathless face of Peter Parker. You smiled and put your hands on his chest dragging your hands down slowly tracing his muscles.

“Maybe I like dangerous.” You smirked before smashing your lips against his, a hot make out ensuing. You and him were tangled and pressed so close you couldn’t tell where you limbs began and his ended. Slowly his hand started to reach the hem of your shirt. 

You were about to lift it off your head when-

“Y/N are you alright I heard a lot of groaning and thought you might be hurt.” Vision had ghosted through the wall as his room was to the left of yours.

You and Peter quickly flew apart, so fast and hard Peter accidentally threw himself onto the floor. Vision not understanding the situation continued to ask questions while you repeatedly told him that you were fine and that knocking and doors are required before entering a room.

“Mister Peter did you also come to check on Y/N for injuries?” Asked the perplexed Vision

“Um, yeah but since she’s fine I best be off to bed. Bye.” Peter ran out of the room face on fire and a weird limp to his walk. Next went a confused Vision leaving you alone.

Would this be considered a tie?


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GWENPOOL, THE UNBELIEVABLE #18
CHRIS HASTINGS (W) • GURIHIRU (A/C)
X-MEN TRADING CARD VARIANT COVER BY JIM LEE
• Gwenpool is no stranger to trouble in the Marvel Universe.
• But now, it seems the Marvel Universe is after her.
• Whose secret identity did she blurt out this time?!
32 PGS./Rated T+ …$3.99

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Second @snkminibang drawing for @commodorecliche​‘s Jeanmarco supernatural fic! 

I’ve been looking forward to this one for AGES and it’s incredibly well though out. It uses a REAL visual impairment so cleverly and there is just so much going on you need to. read it.

Blindsight

After a car accident claims Marco’s life and leaves Jean with a traumatic head injury, from which he mostly recovers, Jean is just trying to pick up the shattered pieces of his life. But on top of having to deal with the loss of his husband, Jean begins to gradually lose his sight: a late onset symptom of the cortical damage he’d suffered from the crash. As his vision of the world around him steadily fades, Jean begins to see that there’s more lurking in the shadows of our periphery than we know.

In a shadow realm of otherworldly entities and lost souls, Jean is manages to reunite with the love he lost, while learning that nothing everything in the shadows is friendly.

Charles Xavier x Reader

Originally posted by chuckxavier

Just sum Charles fluff I’m gonna post here.

if you would like to see more I also have a wattpad where I usually post this kinda shit.

Anyways, enjoy!


It has been two years since the last time you stood in front of these doors. Two years since you heard the laughter and noises within and it has been two years since you heard his voice… His calm voice. You couldn’t even hear it in your head anymore. Even your mind was in complete lockdown for him. That was the price you had to pay to have a decent life.

But today…

You were back.

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“ I feel like I’m being watched
by a room of people
taking bets on when I’ll break

& every ghost I’ve ever known
still lingers in the dark parts
of the 3am hallways

can’t trust the things I’m told
anxious and checked out gets old
I’m ready to say goodbye just name the time and place

so keep all of your love
cause I am undeserving
I like the way you say my name
but I love being lonely

“cold shoulder”
“you do this all the time”
& “If you tweet before you text back one more time I’ll lose my mind”

can’t trust the things I’m told
anxious and checked out gets old
I’m ready to say goodbye just name the time and place

so keep all of your love
cause I am undeserving
I like the way you say my name
but I love being lonely

I’m ready to say goodbye “

A chance to say goodbye - Bruce Wayne x Reader

Summary : You’re a meta-human able to see ghosts, summon them etc etc…and you decide to give your Bruce a birthday gift he’ll never forget.

I had this story in my head for quite a while now, not sure how to feel about it though. I don’t know, you guys know me, I’m like : “meh” as usual…Anyway, don’t hesitate to tell me what you think please, wether you liked or not :-) …Hope you’ll like it though  :

(My masterlist blog here : https://ella-ravenwood-archives.tumblr.com)

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When Bruce was looking all around the World for meta-human, he found you in a small village in France’s country side, and…you intrigued him right away.

You were sitting on a bench in a small cemetery, lost in daydreams.

He felt irreversibly attracted to you. The way you seemed lost in your thoughts, the glint in your eyes as you looked at nothing in particular, your poise, even the way you breathed subjugated him, for reasons he couldn’t quite pinpoint…When you turned your head to him, feeling his presence, and your eyes locked on each other, the beating of his heart became ecstatic, uncontrollable…He had to talk to you.

Against all of his usual instinct, he approached you and sat down next to you. And the conversation just flew naturally. It was something he never experienced before. You were a total stranger, and yet, he felt like he knew you since forever.

(Y/N). That was your name. It rolled on his tongue delightfully. In the span of a few hours, you just talked about anything and everything. It was just too amazing, and for a minute, he thought maybe you were a meta-human whose powers was to control one’s emotions, because he never talked like that to anyone, including his close friends, so to a total stranger…

Turned out, your powers weren’t to control someone’s feelings, not at all. Your powers were…scarier, and you hated using them. You had a special bond with Death…You could summon zombie warriors from the ground and control them, you were able to see if someone’s life was going to end soon, and was plagued by visions of ghosts of people that still had important business to finish on Earth. You hated your powers.

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EVery time I watch something science fiction

My heart just grows so much. This surge of passion enveloping me. Its as if my entire being was waiting for this moment and I know exactly what I want to do with my life. I want to create the future. I want to make these worlds exist. I want to watch stories about the world in a science fiction setting. I want to play as these characters in game archetypes not even imagined yet (I have imagined them). 

I just want to see that castle flying in the sky.