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I hate when Deadpool fans strip him of what makes him so great they make him into this boring run of the mill cis straight male

Deadpool is at least not straight at all I mean look at his relationship with Spiderman he openly admits to having a crush on him and liking him and the fact Deadpool cross dresses a lot he loves wearing dresses

So yeah…calm your jets and stop erasing what makes deadpool deadpool

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I feel like Snow and Charming are the magical equivalent of those people who don’t know how credit ratings work so they just keep taking out as much credit as they possibly can because lol might as well, right?

anonymous asked:

do you find it weird that this is the same rumple who saved belle and the others from pan just a season ago?

no—because as eddy more or less said, it’s one thing to go out in a fiery blaze. it’s another to come back and deal with the ramifications of sacrifice, and how you consciously choose to live your life ever day. 

that plus the trauma of being under zelena’s thumb led to him becoming desperate to eliminate the possibility of that happening again; to become too powerful to be controlled….which only fed his desire for more magic and more power. 

i feel like i’m never taken by surprise when rumple does something bad, tbh. that’s just who he is.

Faded Lines

Plot: A line that formed between them as two best friends. Yet, lines will fade to form new ones.

Pairing: NozoEli (and a hint of NicoMaki heh)

Note: I tried to add a little angst for a change. But it was an attempt. Anyway, I promise my next one will be better than this one :) Happy reading~ Oh, and this also on my account (click here to read it if you prefer it) 

There was nothing magical about this feeling. It wasn’t like a movie where fireworks exploded into the night sky, spraying multicoloured lights above her, as her hand intertwined with a softer, porcelain hand. Their fingers had tangled together, locking into place, palms touching. There was a hint of shyness to their subtle handholding as she kept her green eyes fixated intently on a blushing face while ice-blue ones were fixated on the floor, avoiding her gaze.

It was the first time Eli had ever taken her hand into hers without a moment of hesitation. The girl had bounded over to her after their performance of Snow Halation, calling her name with excitement laced in her tone. Eli had ceased her hand with a blinding smile perched on her lips, a smile that made her blue eyes reflect the sky on a cold, winter night. She was enraptured, lost in those beautiful blue eyes, as they gazed at her warmly. Even the snowflakes that landed softly on her cheek were beyond her notice.

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