i'm just so bored

I keep thinking how much more powerful the Spiderman origin story would be if Peter Parker was an African American kid, whose Uncle Ben was shot by police while being arrested for a minor parking infraction. There is no formal investigation, and Peter decides to put himself on the line to prevent it happening again. He tackles the white crimes that go unpunished, punishes POC criminals fairly. He is the leveler, always fighting to be without bias, to be just. To protect people like his uncle. 

This not only mirrors so much of what’s happening in America, but feeds right into the complex relationship between Spiderman, the authorities and the media. 

Peter Parker is a brilliant student, awkward, a nerd, but is branded a thug, a gang member, a criminal, because of his appearance. The media latch on to that and misrepresent him totally.

The police, humilitated by the fact that he refuses to work with them and often punishes cops themselves for brutalizing innocent people, or guilty people who still deserve better treatment than they get, attempt to hunt him down.

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so in the past people have pointed out that the reason sophie’s age curse lasts so long in this books (despite numerous people particularly howl, who’s meant to be a ridiculously powerful wizard, trying to break it for her) is because she strengthens the curse herself with her own magically powered self-loathing which she isn’t even aware of and her magic just happens to be stronger than Howl’s so even when he tries to break it all that happens is they both come over in a cold sweat and nearly pass out

and i love that because magic-wise what’s happening is essentially:

howl: let me break ur curse
sophie: no!!! i’m old and boring!!!
howl: sophie pls
sophie: fuck off!!!

made even more beautiful by the fact that howl is tryin real hard and sophie doesn’t even realise she’s doing it

(ominous slapping noises in the dead of night)

lance: (breathing heavily) the heck was that?

hunk: shhh, i think i heard it coming from the hallway over

(distantly)

pidge: (under her breath) ayyyyyy i’m walkin here

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a soft and beautiful man and the sharp asshole that lives in his house

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YOI Future!Verse ABO AU - OC Kids in Halloween Costumes ๐ŸŽƒ

Whose GENIUS idea was it to give Yuuji an actual edible Halloween costume?!?! Heโ€™s got a stomach ache from gorging on candy BEFORE WEโ€™VE LEFT THE HOUSE. - Yuuri

(the answer: a well-meaning husband(s) who declines to be identified for fear of Yuuriโ€™s wrath)

One last Halloween post! Since i didnโ€™t get to add them the day of ^ ^; Super quick and sloppy sketches, but eh Iโ€™m allowed to not put in maximum effort sometimes ^ ^;

(Featuring OC kids Yasha, ย Shura, Arisa, and Yuuji)

๐ŸŽƒ See the adults/canon YOI charas in Halloween costumes HERE ๐ŸŽƒ.

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IF YOU ARE NEW TO THIS AU: Itโ€™s a Yuri!!! on Ice AU, Yuuri-centric with end-game polyamory in an ABO setting, Yuuri gets married to four mates (Victor, Yurio, Phichit, Minami) and they have OC kids.

BASICS and timeline of this AU

OTHER POSTS (comics + illustrations) in the Future!Verse ABO section of my YOI Masterpost.

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Please keep ship bashing out of the comments/tags. Donโ€™t like, just skip <3 Thank you.

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female awesome meme: [1/10] non-warrior characters » arwen undómiel

But the Queen Arwen said: ‘A gift I will give you. For I am the daughter of Elrond. I shall not go with him now when he departs to the Havens; for mine is the choice of Luthien, and as she so I have chosen, both the sweet and the bitter. But in my stead you shall go, Ring-bearer, when the time comes, and if you then desire it. If your hurts grieve you still and the memory or your burden is heavy, then you may pass into the West, until all your wounds and weariness are healed.’