not my favorite but men he's hot

[tolstoy voice] this is my napoleonic wars oc. his name is andrey and he’s hot and very depressed and he’s general kutuzov’s favorite adjutant. he’s also destined for inevitable doom

[thoughtful victor hugo voice] you know, what is it about the air of inevitable doom that makes young men so irresistibly hot

[both of them together, in a tone of highly concentrated disapproval] that napoleon, what a guy

[tolstoy voice] we may have both written long 19th century novels that prominently feature napoleon, bumbling young self-inserts, meditations on the nature of history, and general soapboxing, but we are NOT friends. Fuck the french 😡🖕🏻🇷🇺

[hugo voice] and yet we’ve got paris and you’ve only got saint petersburg… does your book have a sewer digression? thought not, Bitch 👴🏻💪🏻🇫🇷💖💅🏻

anonymous asked:

Hi, Saori! I see you blog a lot about Sterek and I was wondering if you read fanfiction too? If yes, can you rec me some fics to read? If not, can you recommend a blog that you think recs good fics? I find your taste in Larry fics similar to mine and I was hoping you can do the same with Sterek as well. Thank you!

Oh boy, honestly I have no idea what to say, I’m just glad that not everybody’s fed up with my Sterek spams (probably a lot of people are but oh well) :D

First things first, you should check out @theofficialstereklibrary @wheredidhiseyebrowsgo @underappreciatedsterek @acountrygirlsfun @christinesficrecs @eternalsterekrecs and if you like Larry too then @nottooldforthisship recces  awesome stuff all the time, (her sterek fic rec tag is a blessing) (my fic rec page is kind of a mess, but you can find some there too)

As of my recs, I usually don’t do it cuz I’m always anxious I’ll rec something the other doesn’t like, but since you asked so nicely here are some of my faves:

The Undisclosed (109k) - For once the pack doesn’t panic when a new hunter arrives. The gleefully sadistic man has labelled himself a collector of all things rare in the supernatural world and wants one of the rarest creatures; a werefox. Content that the pack is safe, the wolves focus on why their human member is acting so strange, ignoring the fact that Stiles only started once learning who the man wanted…

I’ve read this like, how many times? Way too many to be healthy? Seems accurate. And I’m totally not re-reading it again, nope.

Baking My Way Into Your Heart (179k) - Derek is an uptight college student, all work and no play. His carefully scheduled life is thrown kilter when his regular barista is replaced with someone new.

This fic changed my life tbh.

As Luck Would Have It (I’m already smitten) (188k, WIP) - When Stiles meets his Dom for the first time, it’s nothing like the cutesy, lovey-dovey Subflicks he used to drag Scott to when they were thirteen. There’s no burst of sunshine when they collide, no sudden swell of violins when their eyes meet; only a really big dent in the front of his Jeep and a seriously pissed off Alpha glaring at him from the sidewalk.

When I see the e-mail I shut down and don’t even look up until I finished reading the update. It’s by far the most exciting fic I’ve read, and I read A LOT.

Do Not Go Gentle (108k, WIP) - Derek Hale, Beacon Hills Alpha, is thrown into a dark cell which already contains another captive.   Someone quite young.   Someone who’s clearly been badly treated.  Someone who cannot speak and who has a cruel collar around his neck.Derek is both a Dom and an Alpha.  What do you think he’ll do?

Same with this. Mondays can’t come fast enough. Dark, but worth it for me.

Home (160k, WIP) - January seventh. Seven days since the start of 2015, and seven days since his father’s death.The bastard, he thinks bitterly. The past year Derek Hale had made it blatantly obvious that he hated his scrawny guts, taking every given opportunity to shove him up against a wall, growl threats in his ears and roll his eyes whenever he stepped into the room, muttering some snide comment about how spastic or idiotic he was.So why did he fucking volunteer to take him in?

You can’t even imagine what this fic does to me. It’s everything.

Keep reading

anonymous asked:

More Sam requests? No prob mate B-) Reader blabbing and fascinating about her fave actor/ musician and Sam starting to be jealous. What do ya think?

I thought this was really cute, so I kinda wrote something short and funny? Can you call this funny? Anyways, I hope you like it! 

Originally posted by out-in-the-open

“I don’t think so.” You disagreed with Dean from your spot on the couch. You re-adjusted your legs so they lay more comfortably on his lap while flipping a page of the lore book that Sam had practically forced you to read.

“What about a wraith?” Sam suggested, reading a book as well. You shrugged and glanced at the television, whose volume was so low you could barely hear it.

“Maybe. Do wraith’s eat the intestines as well as the brain?” You asked, knowing the answer.

Sam sighed, “Nope.”

A familiar voice pulled your attention back to the television once more.

“Hey!” You exclaimed to no one in particular. You pressed your legs harder into Dean’s thighs to get his attention, “Don’t change the channel.”

He crossed his arms and exhaled like a child: “No need to push.”

“What?” Sam asked, looking at your smiling face as it was illuminated by the television’s glow.

“What do you mean what? Don’t you know he’s my favorite actor?” You asked, leaning your body forward to watch the screen more intently.

“No.” Sam said, “Who is he?”

“He plays some spy named Mark in this movie, watch.” You pointed loosely at the screen. “Isn’t he so hot?”

Dean raised a brow at you while Sam concentrated on the screen.

“He’s alright.” Sam commented.

You hardly heard, too engrossed in the fight scene you knew was coming up.

“Those muscles,” You stated as you watched, forgetting that you were in the company of two men and not your girlfriends from your college days. “And that accent.”

Dean noticed his brother roll his eyes. Minutes passed by, full of you dragging on and on about his movies and how he had an amazing singing voice as well.

“And his hair-” You began. “So soft looking and-”

“Mine’s soft.” Sam grumbled and you snapped your attention to him.

“What?” It took you a moment to process what you knew was a pang of jealousy running through the younger Winchester. Before he could try to take back what he said you smiled, “I’ll be the judge of that.”

You swung your legs off of Dean and walked around to the side of Sam’s chair.

Your fingers met his hair, and he wasn’t lying. Those were the softest strands of hair you’d ever felt.

Dean watched, bemused, as his brother gathered all of his strength not to let out a sigh of contentment.

“You’re a close second.” You lied through a smile.

Sam rolled his eyes for the hundredth time that night before reaching for the remote and changing the channel. 

Apparently Men’s Fitness Magazine thought that Chris Pine looked so hot in this shot…

…that they needed to include it three times in the same magazine

One Hell of a Lady

Request: Can I please ask for a fanfic for colossus from xmen with a curvy female  reader? And please, please!! Can the reader not have insecurities?

The house was usually a bit more crowded on weekends. The kids liked to host game, or movie nights, but it seems like everyone went out with Ororo when she proposed a little field trip. You didn’t go, you had kind of hoped that everyone else would take up her offer so that you could have some quiet time. It’s not that you didn’t love the kids, because you did, and it meant so much to you that these kids were able to be around people that could understand them, and treated them like equal members of society, but after dealing with a major break up between two students you were a little tired. The girl spent the last two weeks in your room wholeheartedly sobbing. You were glad she went out for some fresh air. As you walked around the empty halls you could hear movement in the kitchen. It seemed you weren’t entirely alone. You ghosted through the halls to the kitchen, and stood in the doorway. It was Piotr, better known as Colossus. You cleared your throat trying to give indication of your presence. Part of your mutation was soundless movement, and while it seemed inconsequential on the surface, you almost constantly startled everyone if you forgot to announce your presence before they turned around. He looked over his shoulder curiously.

“Oh! Y/N, I thought you would have gone on the trip with the others,” he said, but he seemed pleased to see you all the same.

“They didn’t need anymore chaperones. Ororo convinced Logan to go,” you shrugged, coming to sit at the breakfast bar. You watched him as he moved about the kitchen, sometimes knocking into things, all in all he was very loud. You laughed a little at that, the two of you very different in many ways. The first being grace, or lack-thereof on his part.

“What are you trying to make, ya big lug,” you snickered as you slid off your stool to join him at the counter, “Go, sit down,” you continued laughing as you saw he was struggling with wrapping a burrito, “Jeez, you’re worse than Wade,” you sighed.

“Wade was here?” he asked, you could already hear the slight annoyance in his voice.

“Yeah, he stayed long enough to get a burrito, and tell me my ass was thicker than a snicker,” you smiled a little at the memory. Sure, Wade was not very morally upstanding, but you’ll be damned if he wasn’t charming in his own way.

“I am sorry about him. He is… a work in progress. He should not speak to a lady like that,” he rebuked.

You only shrugged, grabbing a pan off the rack and putting it on the stove, “He’s right though. It’s soft too be he’ll never know that,” you winked at Piotr, and continued your task. You heard him move about and you looked over to see what he was doing. He was not currently metallic,  he rarely was when at home, but he was still physically imposing. You knew you had absolutely nothing to fear, even as he came to stand behind you.

“What? Why are you giving me that look?” you demanded as you looked up at him. He was looking at you as if there was something sad going on.

“You are beautiful, you know-”

“Uh, yeah… yeah I know. Wade was right, I’m thick as hell, and it adds to how cute I am. There are no self esteem issues over here hon, I mean have you seen me in those X Men suits?” you laughed a little, “But thanks for the compliment, cutie,” You lifted your chin and leaned back a bit so he could bend down and kiss you.

“If you ever need a refresher for how soft and beautiful my whole body is, holla at me,” you smiled grabbing the burrito and putting it in the pan. You sealed the tortilla by toasting it the put it on a plate for Piotr.

“Thank you, my lovely.”

“No problem. If you see Wade again, tell him I know he’s the one who keeps sending me stupid text messages.”

“He is a special nuisance to me,” Piotr sighed. You knew that Wade’s constant flirting annoyed Piotr so you made sure to stay transparent about it so he knew where you stood when it came to Wade.

“Well, if you get him to be in the X Men he’ll be even more of a nuisance,” you pointed out.

“Oooh, my ears are all hot, are you two talking about little ole me?” Wade’s voice called as he walked into the kitchen. You rolled your eyes, but only Piotr could see,“There is my favorite X Lady, don’t you think it’s kind of sexist that it’s just the X Men, a fine woman like yourself deserves full inclusion,” he rambled. You turned around to see him leaning against the doorframe. He winked and finger gunned at you.

“What do you want Wade?”

“Just came to check out the finest ass in all the land.”

“Wade,” Piotr’s voice was a warning, you shook your head.

“I wasn’t talking about her, but now I see where your affections lie. And honestly good on you. She is thique and that is with a Q-U-E, real fancy just for you mama,” he gestured to you, “But, I was talking about you. I need your rippling muscle for like…two hours max… ooo is that a burrito?”

“Well it’s been nice you two, but I am going to go enjoy my off time.” you left the kitchen, adding an extra bit of sway to your hips.

“That is one hell of a lady you got there… poor thing how does she survive sex?”

“What do you need Wade?”

You laughed to yourself as you continued back upstairs.

~Mod Lillian

Canon Queer Fiction Part 3/4 (Updated 4/4/2017)

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11) Beauty and the Beast: Noooooo oneeee’s hot like Gaston, a big shot like Gaston, no one makes men  question their sexual thoughts like Gaston.

Its basically the same story you remember from the animated Disney movie, but now LeFou’s crush on Gaston is overt. And he dances with a boy at Belle and Adam’s wedding. I’d like to take a break from my usual nonsense and have moment of sincerity: I never thought I’d live to see the day that Disney had an openly gay character.  EAT YOUR HEART OUT HOMOPHOBES.

Anyway, LeFou was honestly my favorite part of this movie. Not just because he’s openly gay, but because he’s really charasmatic and funny. In an interesting change from the original movie, LeFou starts to question Gaston’s actions towards the end of the movie and, well, I let you see the rest for yourself.

  • Pros: Funny, enjoyable, guy; and, I believe, the first openly gay character in a Disney movie!
  • Cons: he’s not a main character, so the story doesn’t really focus on him.

12) Skam: Evan and Isak, minute by minute.

Originally posted by zukoshair

Skam is a Norwegian drama about a bunch of high schoolers. In season 3, it gets a gay couple, Isak and Evan. Don’t skip the first two seasons though. 1) They’re very good, and 2) if you don’t watch them you won’t know what’s going on. 

Pros: Skam is a very well written show with interesting characters. Evan and Isak’s relationship is so … so … 

Originally posted by loveis-youme-real

Their story arc is so sweet, and funny, and moving. I watched it and had to cling to my friend’s shoulder for dear life the entire time because its so romantic I couldn’t support myself. You’re going to cry, but I promise you, you’re going to cry tears of joy. It will cleanse your soul. It will make you think that maybe, just maybe, life can be good and beautiful. 

Cons: No. 

13) The Lover: Boy teases the everloving out of his room mate. Hilarity ensues.

Originally posted by 24k

The Lover is a K-Drama about unmarried couples who are living together. Unmarried couples, and Takuya and Joon Jae. Joon Jae is a misanthrope who advertises for a foreign room mate so that they won’t speak Korean and he won’t have to talk to them. What gets is Takuya, a Japanese guy who is traveling the world. Takuya is determined to get Joon Jae to come out of his shell. 

  • Pros: Its fucking hilarious. Takuya is the biggest tease on the face of the planet. He does something provocative, and Joon Jae just looks up at the sky like “Lord why are you testing me?” The show itself also represents a big step forward for Korea, where couples living together out of wedlock and homosexuality are somewhat taboo. 
  • Cons: They are one of several couples, so the show doesn’t focus entirely on them. 


Originally posted by ukenceto

@c9-smoothie this one is for you fam. 

Its James Bond baby, spy Shenanigans are happening, as per usual. Baddie of the moment Raoul Silva kidnaps 007 and ties him to a chair. So we’re off to an excellent start, and THEN Silva pops a button on Bond’s shirt and slowly pushes the fabric aside, running his fingers over the scar tissue and groaning sympathetically. “See what [M]’s done to you?” he says.

 “Well,” says Bond, deadpan and unruffled, “she never tied me to a chair.”

 “Her loss.” says Silva blithely, running his fingers across bond’s exposed chest appreciatively. 

“Are you sure this is about M?” Bond asks, the corner of his mouth lifting in an almost imperceptible smirk. 

“Its about her,” Silva says, “and you, and me.”

“You see, we are the last two rats. We can eat each other, hmm?” smiling tightly, “or eat everyone else.” he says, running his hand up Bond’s clavicle and under his chin.

 “How you’re trying to remember your training now.” Silva says, his smile morphing into an open mouthed grin as he rubs his thumb over Bond’s throat, “What’s the regulation to cover this?”

“Well,” Silva purrs, running his hands down Bond’s spread thighs, “first time for everything, yes?”

Now it is Bond’s turn to smile. 

What makes you think this is my first time?”

  • Cons: Its only one scene, but to be honest that alone is worth the price of admission. I’m not a James Bond fan at all, but this? This is art. 

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Coming attractions I’m adding on mobile like haaa: Murdoch mysteries.

anonymous asked:

Omfs more Mafia!Phil and Pet!Dan like shiiiit mate


Please bear in mind I did not write the first one, which you can find here, which explains the situation and is like,,, the best hc ever? Just sayin

~Nothing was added because I felt it had to be~

Another long af one


- Phil rarely goes anywhere without Dan at his side, and he never leaves Dan in the office alone. While Phil’s office is protected, it’s a target for any of his enemies. Today, Phil had to rush out in an emergency, and didn’t have time to take Dan home, so Dan’s waiting in there with orders not to leave. Dan knows what can happen if he disobeys, so he stays. After a little while, Dan gets bored and starts to jerk off. He runs his thumb over the head and whimpers, trying to keep quiet. If anyone catches him and tells Phil… well, suffice to say there’ll be consequences.

-Soon, just stroking his cock isn’t enough, so Dan’s other hand reaches behind him to start fucking his plug in and out. It barely brushes his prostate, like Dan’s teasing himself, even though he’s already reaching the point of desperation to come. It’s not enough, and Dan is getting frustrated, to the point where he can’t help but let out long, desperate whines.

-The door opens quietly, and Dan doesn’t see it happen because he has eyes shut and head tipped back in pleasure, full on moaning now. One phrase makes Dan freeze and open his eyes. “What are you doing, pet?”

-”N-nothing, Daddy,” Dan stammers, moving to sit with his legs crossed and his hands folded in his lap. Phil raises an eyebrow and shuts his office door, stepping over to Dan and standing in front of him.

-”Doesn’t look like nothing,” he drawls. “If you’re dishonest, things will get much worse for you.” Dan mumbles something incoherent. “I’m sorry, what was that?”

-Slowly, Dan looks up. “I was touching myself. Thought about you while I was doing it, Daddy.”

- “How should I punish you?” Phil muses. “Maybe I should edge you, maybe overstimulate you?” Before Dan can answer, Phil goes over to office chair and gestures for Dan to come over, and grabs Dan, throwing him over Phil’s lap once he’s within reach. Phil bends over to whisper in Dan’s ear. “I’m going to punish you, and you’ll take it silently, like a good boy, won’t you?”

-”Yes, daddy.”


- Phil pulls his phone and texts for a few minutes, ignoring Dan, ruffling Dan’s hair whenever the boy gets restless, and after what feels like an eternity, spanks Dan, hard, making the brunette jerk against Phil’s thigh, biting back a yelp at the sudden impact and friction he got from the movement of his hips against Phil’s slacks. Immediately afterward, there’s a knock at Phil’s office door. “Come in,” Phil calls, smoothing his palm over the hand print on Dan’s ass. Two men Dan recognizes as Phil’s contacts with the British Government. Both of them stare at Dan, who raises his head to look at them. “No,” Phil chastises, punctuating his remark by tangling his left hand in Dan’s hair and forcing his head down. “What can I do for you gentlemen?” He asks, spanking Dan again, pleased to hear Dan’s silence.

- “The- the-” one of the men stammers, eyes fixed on Dan still.

- “Spit it out, I don’t have all day,” Phil snaps.

- The second man raises his eyebrows. “Would that happen to be Dan Howell?”

- “He’s my pet,” Phil answers, eyes cold in challenge. “Isn’t that right? You may speak.”

- “Yes, Daddy,” Dan says breathlessly.

- Phil smirks, but releases his hold in Dan’s hair as a subtle form of praise. “Anyways, what do you need?”

- “We need assistance in catching this man.” Phil is handed a photograph, and he spanks Dan three more times as he studies it, fighting a smirk. 

- “Consider it done. If I may ask why?” Phil pulls Dan up to sit in his lap and whispers, “Ride me in front of these men, Dan. Be quiet.” As Dan gets down onto the floor to unzip Phil’s jeans and take him into his mouth to get him wet, the two men watch Dan. “Well?”

- The first man seems to shake out of his trance. “That’s classified information.”

-By now, Dan is pulling out his plug and setting it aside, then climbing back into Phil’s lap, lining up and sinking down, facing Phil. He balances by holding tightly to Phil’s shoulders and burying his face in the crook of Phil’s neck, biting back a moan when Phil brushes against his prostate. Phil gives the men a steely gaze. “I suggest you tell me.” In the middle of his sentence, Phil spanks Dan again, harder than before. 

- “Drug trafficking, murder, treason…”

- “Ooh, treason?” Phil questions, moving his chair closer to his desk and opening up his laptop, typing away on its keyboard. “Did he tell the Syrians what small dicks you all have?”

- “No, he gave away the names of all our secret agents and personal allies to an unknown source.”

- Phil stifles a laugh, because he’s the unknown source. “I trust that my name wasn’t given?”

-”Of course-” the words are interrupted by Dan finally making a sound- a high pitched string of curses and ‘daddys’ that was more a moan than anything. 

Immediately, Phil lifts Dan up off of his cock and sets him roughly on the floor. “Since you can’t be a good toy, you can sit on the ground and be my little cockwarmer,” Phil growls too quietly for the men to hear, and spreads his legs enough for Dan to crawl between them and take Phil into his mouth. This is one of Dan’s least favorite things, because he can’t try to make Phil cum or feel good- he’s just supposed to sit there with his mouth open and taste Phil, hot, heavy, bitter, and perfect on his tongue. “How soon do you need him… disposed of?”

- “Actually, we just need him arrested,” the second man says, pointedly looking anywhere but at Phil.

-”I don’t make arrests. He’s good as dead.” The man in the photo works under Phil, but he won’t anymore, since he couldn’t do his job subtly. “He’ll be in the Thames tomorrow. Remember not to let the media in on it. Dismissed.”

- Turning to leave, the first man is yanked back by the second. “Who the fuck do you think you are, being a condescending douche bag? And fucking some twink in front of us while we talk, too?”

- “I’m your worst nightmare, gentlemen, and I suggest you leave before I have you… taken care of.” The men leave, and Phil looks down at Dan. “This is what you’re made for. You look good with a mouthful of my cock, so pliant and pretty for me.” Phil clucks his tongue. “Too bad you’re such a naughty slut. I’m going to fuck your mouth, and then I’m going to come all over your face. You’ll stay that way the rest of the day, and you will not be coming until tomorrow, and that is, if I’m feeling generous. Put your plug back in now.” Dan pulls his mouth off of Phil’s cock, and is met with a hand in his hair, yanking him back. “Did I say you could stop?” Whimpering, Dan fumbles behind him for his plug and pushes it into himself with a wince, and then crosses his arms behind his back, a wordless invitation for Phil to use him as he pleases.

- Phil holds Dan’s head in place and starts to thrust in and out of Dan’s mouth, picking up speed until he’s moving at a brutal pace. When he’s close he pulls out and looks at the sight of Dan, who has tear tracks running down his flushed cheeks, swollen, fucked out lips and glazed over eyes. Phil rapidly jerks off until he comes on Dan’s face, harshly breathing. Once Phil’s tucking himself back into his pants, Dan sticks out his tongue to lick away what cum he can reach, and says, “Thank you daddy.” The visual and those words are nearly enough to make Phil hard again.




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Feminism in Brooklyn Nine-Nine

Can we just talk about how fantastically feminist Brooklyn Nine-Nine is? I can’t believe how consistent they are with it. I didn’t even realize how great they were with it until the start of season 2. The moment that stood out to me was in Chocolate Milk when the suspect mentions how he was watching women doing hot yoga from the window. I just kind of prepared myself for inevitable creepy jokes amongst the group of three men, the kind of jokes that are always present on sitcoms and that I have come to accept as the norm, even from my favorite shows. But instead, I was wonderfully surprised to see Jake obviously creeped out by the guy’s comment and likening it to as bad as the crime they were questioning the suspect about. For a comedy to be this great when it comes to feminist representation is really amazing. After re-watching the show a lot more I don’t know why I was so surprised. All the characters, Jake especially, do a great job of being feminists throughout. Whether it be the positive female friendships, Charles’ apology for continually asking Rosa out when she wasn’t interested, Jake letting Amy be with who she wants even though he likes her, or any of the other dozens of examples. Sorry this was so long, I just really love this show’s positivity. The cast and crew are so great at changing up comedy and proving a show can be funny/successful without resorting to cheap and offensive stereotypes. Thanks to the great actors and the wonderful minds behind the show, Mike Schur & Dan Goor (the same geniuses who brought us the positivity of Parks and Rec and the female, feminist idol that is Leslie Knope).

anonymous asked:

What's your general sense about Wolverine? As a character, an X-Man and how he fits with the mutant metaphor, whether the origin they finally decided for him was good or not (or if he should have an origin)?

My general sense of Wolverine is that, like most people I fell in love with the character at this exact moment…

…right before he solo’d the entire Hellfire Club from the sewers up to the upstairs rooms where the Inner Circle were holding the X-Men prisoner, and providing the crucial distraction that allowed Jean to free them and save the day.

As a character, before the rush of imitators in the Dark Era of Comics and Wolverine’s own massive over-exposure in the 90s, Wolverine was the original anti-hero. But rather than being driven solely by ANGST and MANLY RAGE, Logan had a lot more going on that made him a fully three-dimensional character: while a staunch individualist, he was also fiercely loyal to his friends; while hot-tempered even when his berserker rage wasn’t at issue, he was also a snarky jokester; and most important and most enduringly, he was a protector and a mentor to children. (Something at the core of both Death of Wolverine and one of my all-favorite series, Wolverine and the X-Men.)

As an X-Man, he was absolutely crucial to the dynamic of Chris Claremont’s X-Men: he was the raging yang to Cyclops’ repressed ying, constantly questioning and pushing. Without him, there is none of the drama or conflict that distinguished the rowdy, more adult All-New X-Men from their milquetoast, demerit-fearing OG counterparts. And while it’s been somewhat blown out of proportions, he was the third leg in the Scott-Jean triangle that played a major part in the Dark Phoenix Saga, the alternative partner who was A. into Jean, B. anything but repressed sexually, and C. a little bit dangerous and spicy (and thus a “gateway drug” for a Jean Grey looking to explore those parts of herself given life by the Phoenix).

On a deeper level than the romance-comics-inspired love triangle, I think the key to Wolverine’s popularity was that he was a better fit for the 1970s than the late 50s/early 60s A-Type Cyclops: 

In terms of the mutant metaphor, once you get to the early 90s and the truth of Weapon X gets fleshed out by Barry Windsor-Smith, Logan is the epitome of mutant oppression, having been almost completely dehumanized by a military-industrial complex that tried to turn him into a living weapon, erased his memories and implanted false ones, conducted medical experiments on him, and on and on until he rebelled. And this was a key part of what made him tick as an anti-hero - rather than simply indulging in violence purely hedonistically, for Logan, resistance means rising above the level of the animal, of the weapon. 

In terms of origin stories, well, there’s been some better and some much, much worse. If I had to choose, I like Barry Windsor-Smith’s ambiguous version, where you get the sense that he definitely had a life before Weapon X, but where you can never be sure what’s real and what was a simulation that Weapon X implanted in his mind. 

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Taehyung x Reader

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Genre: Smut

This is definitely a re-upload :) sorry it was deleted!

I don’t like school. You may ask, “well, duh, who’s enjoying this hell hole?”, but nobody asked you. I have to force myself to go to class every day, and my English class just makes it worse. The teacher is amazing, he’s my favorite by far, but the teacher’s assistant? He is easily the cockiest, rudest, most disrespectful man on the face of this planet. He’s only 3 years older than me, 21-years-old, and so the childish “look how hot I am” persona is still there. Don’t get me wrong, he is definitely hot—too hot! They shouldn’t allow men like him into the world, does things to our bodies. Anyway, today we’re getting our results back from our last test and I already know 100% that I failed. My teacher keeps saying I should get a tutor, but that sounds so gross. Mr. Jeon walked around handing back the tests while Mr. Kim, sin himself, stood smirking at everyone, his eyes lingering on me for a second too long every so often. UGH. “Y/N”, his voices startled me, my eyes darting up to meet his. I frowned, taking my test from him as he sighed, “I won’t say it again, you should get help for this class. I don’t want you to fail”. I nodded slowly, “I don’t really know who to ask”. He smiled slightly and gestured over at his TA, “that’s quite literally what he’s here for”. “No, that’s okay. I will find someone else”, I murmured, the bell ringing right after. Everyone got up and filed out, but I took my time. “You would be willing to help her, right, Taehyung?”, Mr. Jeon asked him politely, no hint of anything in his voice as he packed up his desk. Mr. Kim grinned, nodding without hesitation, “of course, Jungkook. Anything to help your—I mean our students”. H gave me a subtle smirk without Mr. Jeon seeing, so I rolled my eyes. “Gross”, I whispered, turning to Mr. Jeon with a smile, “sure, I’d love the help. Thank you”. He clapped his hands together and smiled, “does tomorrow after class work for both of you? You can use my room”. We both nodded and I left quickly after thanking my teacher again so Mr. Kim couldn’t say another word. No thanks! Not today! I got home and tried to focus on anything other than tomorrow. Kim Taehyung, you better keep your comments to yourself.

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This was one of my favorite scenes from the last episode!! LoL!! 

Favorite actor//Dave Franco

Me and Dave we’re watching tv on the couch and watching tv . The movie we were watching ended he got up and headed to the bathroom. I graved the control and put on scrubs . ( if you don’t know what the tv show scrubs is your not a true Dave Franco fan😂) whe a he got out of the bathroom and came and got on the couch. He hadn’t realized what was on the tv intill he heard someone yell
“Don’t puching me” .
“ what the fuck ” he said laughing “ why are we watching this ” he said
“ do you want me to change it ” I asked giggling
“ yes please “he said
I graved the control and was gonna put on x men but then I got a good Idea I put on 22 jump street.
” there I put something else on” I said trying not to laugh .
“ babbbbbeeee why ” he said giggling
“What its not my fault your my favorite actor” I said laughing and we fell asleep watching 22 jump street

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“Ever since I met Nat, he’s been like a ray of beautiful, hot sunshine in my life. He brightens up every room I’m ever in with him and you know, when Nat’s around it’s always fun. He’s sweet and charming and funny and a clever and a very good actor. He’s not bad to look at either.”

clodiuspulcher  asked:

Hermes IIRC is the god of eloquence, wit, cleverness, and thieves,and therefore he's the god of hot con men and my pick

Answer to my Question: Who is your favorite Greco-Roman god/goddess?

The god of hot con men… yes… I love that description. Mercury’s a sexy trickster!