Honestly, where did Anakin even get his black leather Jedi robes. Like is there a Jedi robes store? Did he go in and say “hey, I want to wear all black, like a sith which is hella sketchy.” And did they just give it to him like “ha ha Anakin such a wacky kid. Always doing the weirdest things.”
being tony stark’s daughter and dating peter parker would include....
yeah i know there’s 500 of these but i dont care! also this is a universe where civil war didn’t happen and where everyone is a big happy family also this is long as fuck i am SO sorry (not really tho)
Prompt: May I request a Jungkook smut in which you are bf and he has always seen you just as a kid because you’re younger than him. He doesn’t mind being shirtless around you or you hearing him talk about the last night’s girl with a friend. To the point of you getting so frustrated about him not treating you as a woman and plainly thinking of you as his cute and innocent girl friend that one day you start dry humping him saying something along the lines: do I still look that innocent to you (oppa)? thx
Genre: Smut, Slight Angst, Slight Humor, College!Au, Best Friends!Au
Author: Admin Nan
Summary: It was a boiling summer day you realized your attraction for the cute, older boy next door.
Tags: Swearing, Dry humping, Thigh riding, Sub!Kook, Oppa, Park Jimin - Reader Discretion is advised.
Okay, so like I’m still bitter about Andrew but Spider-Man: Homecoming was actually really good. ————————–
• A film by Peter Parker - seriously that home movie was the cutest shit and it worked so well as a means to introduce Peter and his relationship with Happy. Like, he’s such a bouncy kid, so excited for his “Stark Internship.”
• Once again, excellent soundtrack. Marvel is really targeting their audiophiles this year and, like, I’m so here for it. Here, take ALL my money.
• Peter’s actually a motor-mouth (though not as much of a sarcastic little shit as I would have liked). Not to get too off topic here, but one of the reasons I love Spiderman and Deadpool, Spiderman & Deadpool teamups, and why I think Spiderman and Deadpool work so well together is because they’re both smart, sarcastic little shits who run their mouths off. I could go on and on about how much I love the Spiderman/Deapool dynamic and why it just *works.* But I’m focusing on Spider-Man: Homecoming here so I won’t. I guess my point is that it was really nice to hear Peter chatter away in Homecoming and to really see how smart this kid is. I mean, he and Ned HACKED A STARK SUIT. Successfully! Like, come on.
• Diversity - like real diversity. For the first time in a long time, the extras in a Marvel movie, in *any* movie, actually reflected real life (i.e., it wasn’t a sea of white people with one (1) poc). I really hope we keep seeing more movies that do this.
• Ned. Ned. NED. A true friend, the ride-or-die friend, a v precious v smart cinnamon roll who’s just really excited to be a part of this chapter in his best friend’s life, and who is a part of this chapter in Peter’s life - not a sidekick, Ned’s got a role and it’s one Peter legit values. Ned: the real MVP 👏👏👏👏
• Zendaya is a gift, A GIFT I TELL YOU. A+ casting I’m in love. She had the best comedic timing I think Just, the whole movie she’d occasionally drop a line or make a gesture and it killed me. She hardly spoke yet she stole the fuckin show, beautiful. Get it Zendaya, can’t wait to see more of you in future movies, Marvel and otherwise.
• I’m actually really happy with how they wrote Liz. Like, they totally could have made her a bitch, the stereotypical pretty popular girl who doesn’t even know Peter’s name. But they made her really down to Earth and grounded. She not only knows Peter’s name, she’s legit smart, and actually pays attention and notices that Peter’s acting strange and cares about what’s wrong! Like, well done Marvel. Nice job.
• Speaking of good characterization: Flash. Finally! A bully that looks and behaves like a bully. Not a muscled up, dumb, meat head who everyone in the audience can see coming a mile away, but just…. a normal, mean dude. You know, like the bullies in real life.
• Okay, so I know the fandom keeps joking about how Aunt May keeps getting younger and soon she, too, will be a child. But I gotta say, Aunt May was awesome in this. She’s so cute, and I want her wardrobe, and omggggg the montage where she’s helping Peter get ready for the dance ❤❤ I like this Aunt May, good job.
• “If you’re nothing without the suit, you shouldn’t have it.” Hello Avengers callback wow. If you still think Tony Stark isn’t a hero unless he’s Iron Man, if you still think superpowers or a supersuit are what makes a hero after this you can unfollow me right tf now.
• ParentalFigure!Tony Stark. I am LIVING!
• K.A.R.E.N. is lovely and I adore her. I love that Tony programmed a nurturing and encouraging personality into her. This whole movie dropped subtle hints at how hard Tony is working to be Not Howard™ for Peter and I love itttt.
• Happy!! We haven’t seen much, if any, of Happy since IM 3 and I’m so “happy” 😉 he’s back (plsdon'thurtme). And he’s sooo the cranky Uncle who cares deep down in his pinky toe. It’s wonderful. And! And!!!! He, an adult, openly and honestly admits he was wrong and apologizes to Peter, a teenager, who was right. Like, when’s the last time that happened in a film?
• “It’s been in my pocket since 2008” are you fucking kidding me Marvel??? Since Iron Man fricken ONE (1)??? Tony you’re WHIPPED and I love it.
• That Scene where Peter is trapped under the concrete holy shit. That was The Moment™ I was finally sold on Tom Holland and this new Spiderman, w-o-w. Acting. Wow. First Spiderman movie where we, the audience, are forced to acknowledge that Spiderman is a 15 year old CHILD. He’s still learning how to do this whole superhero thing, and in this moment he’s fucken terrified.
He could have been at the dance, having a grand old time with his friends, you know, being a “normal” 15 year old. But no. He decided to go stop a bad guy, even without his suit, because it was the right thing to do and now he’s being crushed and he’s scared but goddamn if he doesn’t pick himself up and go because he’s Peter. Fucking. Parker. He still fights the villain, even after discovering who the villain is, AND fricken saves said villain because guess what?? He may be a 15 year old child but let’s not forget that he’s also a 15 year old fuckin HERO. I remain steadfast in my opinion that the only true difference between Spiderman and Deadpool is that Spidey actively tries NOT to kill people while DP doesn’t really care all that much and that’s why they get along so god damn well, they just complement each other man idek
• Poor Steve. Poor, poor Steve. Patience, is it really worth it? (Yes. Yes, it is Steve) —————— 9.5/10 - yet another Peter Parker Spiderman film but, like, this was actually done really well?? So, yeah.
Anyways, if you’re hesitating to go see Spider-Man: Homecoming in theaters…. I get it. I do. I, too, was all: “Not another Peter Parker movie, ugh.” And yeah, go see Baby Driver or Wonder Woman (a smaller movie featuring characters with disabilities and a female-led diverse superhero movie respectively) first if you haven’t seen them already. Lord knows Spidey’ll be fine if you don’t see it in theaters right away. That being said, you should definitely go see Homecoming in theaters. It’s worth the money.
You know, when someone mentions DreamWorks, the first couple of movies that pop into a lot of people minds are Kung Panda, How to Train Your Dragon, and Shrek. It makes sense why most people think of these three films since they are considered to be DreamWorks most successful movies. However, there are actually a lot of good DreamWorks movies that I never see anyone talk about which I find very disappointing. There are so many great DreamWorks movies like:
A comedic movie in which a pampered rat named Rodney is sent to the sewers and must team up with a no nonsense female adventurer named Rita in order to get back home. What’s great about this movie is that even though the main character Rodney have been pampered, he’s not some rich snobbish jerk who thinks he’s better than everyone else. He can be goofy, excitable, a klutz, and somewhat socially awkward due to spending so much time by himself. He and Rita have great chemistry together and form a great bond that is also hinting at the romantic feelings they are developing for each other. The movie also has one of the most unique animations I have ever seen in an animated movie. It seems to be a combination of digital animation and stop motion, something that really helps the film stand apart from other
A movie that is told from the view point of a very likable villain named Megamind who questions what is he supposed to do with his life since he seems to have defeated his arch nemesis. I love how Megamind is a total genius but is also a goofball and decided to become a super villain since he is good at being bad, and it’s fun. Despite it being a comedy parody of superhero movies, it actually has some good drama in it. Megamind goes through a character arc as he realizes that he doesn’t need to be a villain. When it comes to animated movies about a super villain you always hear people talk about Despicable Me, but I personally think Megamind is much better.
Wallace & Gromit the Curse of the Were-Rabbit
With all the people out there who love the show and claymation, it’s crazy how no one talks about how Wallace and Gromit made it to the big screen back in 2006. While I wouldn’t rank it as a comedy movie, it does set itself up to be a very fun and intriguing mystery movie that revolves around a mysterious giant rabbit lurking the town. The great thing about this movie is that it sticks to the source material instead of trying to be all hip and modern. The personalities of Wallace and Gromit are handled perfectly, the animation is incredibly smooth, and it’s full of new characters that you’ll either like or get a laugh out of. There’s even a very entertaining intense plane chase involving Gromit and the villain dog that is fun to watch.
Rise of the Guardians
AKA, the holiday Avengers. Seriously, I don’t get why more people don’t talk about this movie cause it’s such a genius idea! I mean it’s a movie about magical legends fighting against the Boogeyman that is filled with fantastic fight scenes, likable characters, comedic moments, and some very good drama. The main lead is Jack Frost, a thousand-year-old legend he actually feels very alone since no kids can see him since no one believes in him like they do with the other legends like Santa Clause and the Tooth Fairy. Throughout the movie though, we see him bond with the other guardians, learn to work as part of a team, and also learn who he was before he became Jack Frost. All the characters really just bounce off of each other, and the Boogeyman known as Pitch comes off as an intimidating villain who has a solid reason as to why he is trying to cause so much misery.
amazing!!! so fluffy and realistic!! i want to devour those delicate and light pancakes!!! 10/10 i’m impressed, apple!
mamma mia that is way too much butter. and why is it melting into a darker goop?? is that supposed to be syrup?? why is this so detailed for a google emoji? i thought simplicity was their thing? i’m so confused. 4/10 this makes me uncomfortable
microsoft at it with the thicc backgrounds again. the pancakes look two-dimensional and blocky. they probably taste like cardboard. yuck. 2/10 i do not approve
hmm other than the odd-looking syrup this looks pretty no–
wait a second.
what is this?! a signature of some sort? how would someone write their initials on a pancake? what is this mystery?! ???/10 the ultimate cryptid
is…is that supposed to be syrup? it looks like a crack in the void. the space time continuum is being ripped apart by these pancakes. 5.8/10 the pancakes look very tasty though!
a very realistic approach with the butter! i like it! however, the syrup looks kind of like a starfish (which is cute, but takes away from the semi-realistic look) and the pancakes are much too small to fill my appetite. that’s probably just a “me” problem, though. i eat like fucking kirby. 7/10 seriously i need to go on a diet
very cute and simple! pure pancakes that the kids will probably enjoy very much. 6.7/10 smol, protect it
aaah! those “pancakes” (which just look like slabs of copper) are very unstable! they could fall off at any moment! i don’t want to get any poorly pasted syrup or any pieces of vague-white-lego-that-kind-of-resembles-butter on my clothes! -500/10 disgusting
that syrup looks like a mix of honey and bee cum. do not want. 1/10 not as bad as some of the other emojidex emojis though
You hated sand. You just couldn’t stand it. It got everywhere, it iritated your skin…it was just awful. So, obviously, when your family FINALLY could get all together, you decided a day at the beach was a good idea. Alfred made a nice pic-nic, and you all left for a secret spot you knew, where, even though it was a wonderful summer day, you knew there wouldn’t be anyone. You had a nice family lunch made of Al’s great sandwiches and salads. You bitched about sand getting in your food, and your sons and husband just kept mocking you for your grumpiness. You were the one who always smiled usually, and also, you suggested you should go to the beach so…But still, fuck sand.
At the present moment, your boys, Dick, Jason, Tim and Damian, were trying to drown their father. How cute. Of course, they were not really trying to drown him, they were just having fun…you hoped. You had to give Bruce credits though, he was alone againts four teenage boys very much in shape, and still managed to keep his head out of the water. It was nice to see all of them relaxed, laughing, splashing each others and not actually trying to kill each other or brooding.
The boys finally came up with a strategy the four of them together to be able to duck their father’s head in the water. Dick held onto one of Bruce’s leg, while Jason was holding the other. Tim used Damian as a battering ram, and threw him as hard as he could in his father’s chest.
“I can’t believe I didn’t get a chance to tell her.” Adrien
sighed in a way that his Kwami would describe as melodramatic. “It took me so
long to work up the courage too.”
Plagg rolled his eyes. He was floating above Adrien’s oversized
pile of valentine gifts and Plagg was well aware of how ironic that was. If the
kid needed a girl so badly there were obviously a lot of options. Adrien didn’t
care though. The kid just had to try
and get the one girl in the world that wouldn’t even tell him her name. Plagg
was starting to get seriously ticked off about it.
“Maybe it was for the best.” Adrien murmured, falling dramatically
onto his bed. “She probably wouldn’t have said ‘I love you’ back anyway.” He
moaned pitifully into his pillow.
Plagg gave his chosen a deadpan look. “Why don’t you just
pick one of these girls?” He smirked. Oh
yes. Plagg, you are a genius. “Or are they not good enough for you?” He
mocked, his smirk widening into a grin as Adrien turned to stare at him.
“Of course not! They’re just not Ladybug.” He frowned.
“So, only your lady is good enough for you then. Poor girls,
none of them holding a candle to the amazing Ladybug.” Plagg watch in glee as
Adrien sat up and frowned deeply at him.
“That’s not what I meant.” He said, sounding defensive.
“Why don’t you give those other girls a chance then?” Plagg
said innocently. “Surely, that
wouldn’t be too much to ask.”
Adrien shook his head. “I don’t love those other girls, Plagg.”
Plagg scoffed. “How would you know? You haven’t even give
them a chance.”
“Fine.” Adrien rolled his eyes, marched over to his desk,
and took a seat in his chair. “Which one first?” He asked flatly.
Plagg grabbed one at random and threw it at him. “I’m sure
you can figure out the rest by yourself.” He chuckled, floating off to do other
Plagg things now that Adrien had stopped whining.
Summary: Dick goes missing, and Jason looks for him. He wonders, though, why he’s the only one looking.
Happy Birthday to @laquilasse! Thanks for being a wonderful friend <3 (Also, this is only part one. Part two will come along sometime soon)
“Let me go!” Dick cries into the emptiness, straining against his
His gloves and boots are halfway across the room, and that’s the only
reason that Dick hasn’t managed to break out of the leather straps holding him
to this table. If his gear hadn’t been taken he’d probably be halfway out of
the joint by now. But he’s trapped. He can’t do anything except wriggle
uselessly and yell obscenities into the darkness.
He doesn’t even know where he is, right now. Somewhere under the city,
maybe in the sewers by the feel of the air and smell of the place. He doesn’t
remember how he got here, or even why he’s
here. He doesn’t know who has him, or for what reason they’re keeping him here.
The only thing that he really knows for sure is that his mask hasn’t
been taken off. The spirit gum is still holding strong, and he knows he’d feel
it if the mask had been peeled off and the replaced. It doesn’t make any sense,
but Dick’s not an expert on criminals—okay. Well, so he is a little bit. But he doesn’t even know who snatched him this time.
The Joker’s never been interested in identities, so maybe this guy isn’t,
Still, he needs to get out of here. He doesn’t know how long he’s been here
or if anybody’s on their way because he didn’t check in, but even if someone’s
coming for him, he needs to at least try
to meet them halfway.
Dick pulls against the restraints again, desperate to find a weak spot,
but it’s useless. Dick can’t maneuver his wrists far enough either way to find
something sharp to cut them with. All he can do is pull, and all that’s doing is rubbing his wrists raw.
Dick yells incoherently, and the sound echoes around him. He lets
himself slump back against the table he’s strapped to and wonders what he’s
supposed to do now.
a/n: sorry, this is two days late, but it’s also almost 3k, so…. hopefully that makes up for the tardiness? also! please note that this fic doesn’t have anything to do with ngozi’s short comic, wingman. your characters are safe. content warning for underage alcohol usage.
This is definitely not what Dex signed up for.
He’d expected Nursey Patrol to involve limiting Nursey’s
shots and keeping him from dancing on tables, which, okay, would have sucked,
but this is honestly not much better.
“Soooo, have you met Dex?” Nursey says for the third time
this night, like imitating Neil Patrick Harris is still funny. He’s dragged Dex
over to yet another group of female athletes that he’s going to have to do his
best to avoid for the next three years of his college career. Nice.
“Hi,” Dex says awkwardly. “I’m Dex.”
“Pssh, I just said that,” Nursey says, slinging an arm over
Dex’s shoulder and leaning on him only a little more heavily than he might have
done sober. “He’s usually a lot brighter than this, ladies. He’s a CompSci major—super
smart with computers and shit. Plus all that typing means he’s good with his
fingers, if you know what I mean. Just look at those hands—”
“Okay, that’s enough, Nurse. Sorry, you guys, um. Bye.”
He pulls Nursey away from the girls and—fuck, he’s pretty
sure one of them is in his Stats class, dammit.
Nursey stumbles behind him obediently, letting Dex drag him over to the
kitchen. Dex fills Nursey a glass of water and Nursey drinks it dutifully,
standing next to the fridge.
“Okay, so remind me why you’re trying to humiliate me in
front of half of Samwell’s female population?” Dex demands when Nursey finishes
“‘M not humiliating you,” Nursey insists, then waggles his
ridiculous eyebrows. “I’m trying to get you laid.”
True story: I finally got around to listening to Tarjei’s playlist for Julie, so I put it on shuffle while I was walking my dog, and I was like, cool, I hope this lends some fascinating insights into his acting process or how he portrays Isak’s character, and then “Livin’ La Vida Loca” immediately came on and I doubled over laughing in the middle of the street
“I am genuinely scared for your health, I lay up at night, I’m sick about it.., I can’t sleep. I almost called that therapist to try and get another session.”
“Why didn’t you say something to me?”
“What am I going to say to you? That I’m stressed about the fact that you are not taking this thing seriously about your own health? I’m not gonna do that, I’m not gonna put that on you, that’s my own thing. What am I gonna say to you?”
“I’m scared too. I know I don’t show it but deep down I’m scared. Do you think I don’t wanna live a long life? Do you think I don’t wanna get married some day? Have my own kids? I love your kids, Charlie, Gracie, I wanna watch them grow up…”
Babe, who is this g.o.d.? And why tf are they fucking with you?
g.o.d. is this fandom famous…person, for lack of a better word. She trolls FF.net and AO3 in search of every single new fic that comes out for SasuNaru or KakaSaku just to leave comments calling the author a delusional virgin and telling them to kill themselves. She is actually that hard for SasuSaku.
She was exposed once and some of her personal details were made public by a post on FF.net which I believe still exists today. Someone found her IP address and quite a lot of her personal information and eventually her account was shut down. She still continues to comment, however, by doing so as a guest and signing them all as g.o.d. as if we’re all gonna get the fear of the lord put in to us.
Personally I like to have fun with my replies, even though she never comes back to check whether or not her stale as hell same old bullshit comments have had an impact on poor little me. It’s cathartic for me and it’s important that others see that I don’t take her seriously. Because I don’t want them to take her seriously.
It does bother me that she continues to do this, though. There are other more impressionable people out there. There are young kids who are making their first foray in to self expression only to be stone walled by her hatred. Which is one of the reasons it is SO IMPORTANT to comment on the things we like, to recognize the efforts that people put in to their work. Imagine her hatred being the only comment on someone’s story?
I want every person who reads this who is an author to know that if you get a comment from someone signing as g.o.d. IGNORE HER. She is a sad waste of oxygen and her comments have no bearing on the delight that is your work. You have fellow authors who have dealt with her bullshit for ages now and would be more than happy to trade “MAN WHAT A BITCH” talk with you.
I saw a couple Twitter posts today about The Incredibles 2, and there’s something I feel I have to say:
DO NOT BE MEAN TO LITTLE KIDS WHO ARE GOING TO SEE THE INCREDIBLES 2
I’m serious. Don’t push them out of the way to get your ticket, don’t be rude to kids because you think they’re being loud and/or annoying–they’re little kids.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m super excited to see The Incredibles 2, and I fully intend to see it when it comes out, but you are NOT entitled to this movie just because you had the privilege of being alive to see the original movie when it came out in theaters. The entire reason people, including little kids, watch movies is to have fun, and escape from the real world for a couple hours.
So by all means, go watch The Incredibles 2 and relive your childhood, but please allow actual children a chance to enjoy it as well.
A/N: Okay so I had one huge 8,000 word chapter but I decided to split it into two. I hope you guys like this one, there’s just a little taste of the filth to come at the end of it!
Word Count: 4k
Warnings: Cursing. Lance Tucker being Lance Tucker. Minor self loathing/ body shaming, and good ol’ female masturbation at the end!
Summary: Lance Tucker has come back to his hometown with his ego bruised and his look on life more tainted then ever. When he runs into Y/N; a vibrant plus size woman he went to high school with at her bakery ‘Cake Faced’, he leaves the shop with the taste of sugar on his lips and a hunger that has nothing to do with the cupcakes.
Sitting in the passenger seat of Brooklyn Tuckers Toyota actually isn’t so bad.
Not nearly the uber uncomfortable situation that you’d been fearful it might be when Lance had all but dragged you through the lot to her car.
“We’re gonna’ drop her off”
“If that’s okay?” You added onto Lance’s rude demand.
They’d shared an unreadable look, but then she’d smiled and put out her cigarette, claiming that it would be no problem and to climb in. Lance had opened the door for you and everything, standing close so that you had to slide across his body to climb into the seat. He grinned at the momentary press of your curvaceous ass into his groin.