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I GOT A FUCKING RAISE THE POTATO WORKED WTF

This potato works. Every. Fucking. Time.

Reblogging because it’s a damn potato and I want to encourage people to assume potatoes are magical.

w-what if potato is actually lucky

I wonder how many Loki’s have been destroyed simply because they chose to be vulnerable sooner. I wonder how many were taken to the TVA and reset simply because they spoke with their parents and brother and found out they were loved and appreciated sooner. I wonder how many Thors or Friggas were reset because they realized how much Loki hurt, or what he was doing was to protect himself.

Arguing.

Death Wish

“Oh shit.” The team was stunned and confused by Bucky’s outburst. “What’s up Barnes, you look like you’ve seen a ghost, you know Y/N or something?” Nat was joking but Bucky, really was petrified. “Well, kinda, back at Hydra, everyone was afraid of her, she was kinda like the Voldemort of there.” Everyone was now a little concerned, well everyone but Loki and Thor that is.

So is she real?” Tony asked, “She’s real alright, and she’s one of the original goddesses and gods.” “Like Loki then?” Tony clarified. “Worse,” Bucky continued, “compared to her, Loki, is the Easter bunny.” Now Loki was offended, he knew you, so he knew you were scary as fuck, but still, Easter bunny? “What is she the goddess of,” Nat asked. “I’m not sure, I think it’s like snakes or something,” Bucky answered. “Love and war,” Loki corrected, “she’s the goddess of love and war. You’re thinking of Medusa, equally as scary.”

You took this as the perfect moment to bust through the door. “Oh calm down Barnes, I’m not here to kill anyone….yet anyways.” “Why are you here then?” Steve asked, Bucky still at the ready to defend. “For the Easter bunny.” Loki smiled and stood up, “hello darling.” He walked over and gave you a kiss. “You’re going to have too much fun with that nickname aren’t you?” You chuckled and nodded. “Oh yeah, Easter Bunny.” Loki shook his head then turned to his team, “oh, did I not mention, Y/N, is my long time girlfriend.”

You waved to the team, “and, I might add, she mag look intimidating, and be all mean and scary on the battlefield, but she’s also the goddess of love, and she is my love. In other words, not as scary when you haven’t provoked her.” You poked him in the side, “I’m not that intimidating, and scary.” Loki raised his eyebrows at you, “darling, all of Hydra is scared of you. Odin, is scared of you. Even the Valkyrie are scared of you.” You looked down, “yeah, you know, I don’t know why Odin would be scared of me, I mean, the incident was his fault, he shouldn’t have been mean to you.” Loki laughed and pulled you in for a hug. “Norns, I love you my Queen.”

“So to clarify, you’re on our side, you’re not here to hurt anyone?” Steve wanted to make sure. “Other than those who brainwashed Loki, no, but they don’t live in this realm, so, you’re all safe.” Loki led you to his seat and you sat down on his lap. “So why are you here then?” Tony asked. “Well, it’s simple! Loki’s here, so I’m here!” Loki hugged you tighter. “I like that reasoning,” he mumbled. The team just kind of accepted that you were going to stay here for a while.

A few months went by and as the team got to know you they realized how nice you actually were. They hadn’t seen a bad side of you yet, the angry side. It took a lot to get you angry, but one thing that would set it off, if someone hurt Loki.

You got called by Friday to the conference room, you were already nervous, Loki was supposed to be back earlier today from his mission but he wasn’t. “So what’s going on?” You weren’t sure who asked but the answer, tore you apart. “We got word that Loki is being captured and tortured by the Italian mob, they were apparently upset that we killed off that one branch of there’s and took revenge.” You saw red, “we were sent this video, Y/N, you might not want to watch.” You glared at Tony, “play the fucking video Stark.” Your tone made most of the team scared out of their minds, this was the side of you they’d heard rumors of.

The video played, and as it went, you got more and more angry. Loki’s mouth had been sewn shut, and he had bruises and cuts all over. “I thought gods couldn’t get hurt?” Nat asked sincerely. “Not easily no, that just makes it worse,” Thor supplied an answer. “I’ll be back.” You growled and headed to the door. “Wait! Little sister! You don’t know where you’re going, how are you going to find him?” Your only answer was a grumble that you knew a spell.

You went around the tower, collecting the ingredients. You concocted the spell in the living room, the rest of the team watching in awe and slight fear. “Show me the one whom I live the most.” A portal leading to Loki’s location opened up. You heard him whimper and began to enter when Thor’s hand stopped you. “Little sister, let us come and help you, you take Loki and leave, we will deal with the others.” Your facade of anger broke a little to show that you were scared for your love. You nodded and put the anger back at the forefront of your mind. You and the team headed through the portal. Everyone else went to find people, you went directly to Loki.

“Loki, love, it’s just me, don’t worry love, I’m here, I’m gonna get you out of here, I’m not going to hurt you.” You carefully undid the restraints on his arms and legs. You picked him up bridal style as not to hurt him, and carried him through the portal. You led him ro your bedroom and laid him down gently. “Hey love, this is going to hurt a little alright, but I gotta cut the stitches before I can heal it.” You needed to start with his mouth, the bruises would heal but this needed your upmost intention.

As you cut through the stitches with medical scissors, you could hear Loki’s whimpers of pain. You felt so bad that you were causing him pain but you knew it would ultimately be the best thing for him.

After they were all cut, you started to heal him using your powers. You got through all of the major stuff and most of the small bruises. The rest would heal by tomorrow. You on the other hand, we’re completely drained. You got both you and Loki some water and after drinking that, he could finally speak again. “Darling, my Y/N, thank you.” You pulled him into a hug, “god don’t ever do that again, you scared the Norns out of me.” Loki chuckled and promised to try his best not to. There was a little silence before Loki quietly said your name. “Yeah Lokes?” “Can, can you hold me, please?” You smiled and wordlessly pulled him against your chest. “If you wanna talk about it, I’m here, if you don’t, that’s fine too, I’m still not leaving.” Loki took a minute to decide but then started talking about what happened.

“They said they needed to sew it shut to stop my silver tongue. They, they said they’d hurt you, make me hurt you. They played videos they made of me hurting you, of them killing you. They, I,” he was crying into your chest and you just rubbed his back. “Shhh, it’s alright love, I’m here, you’re here, we’re both alright, and we’d never hurt each other, I love you so much Loki, so much, I’m here.” You both fell asleep together, and after a few months Loki was back to normal. The only difference in the tower was that the team now knew, if someone messed with your Loki, they had a death wish.

This is kinda apart of that villian loki thing I have going on this blog (this is prob bad)

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The fact that MJ is still wearing the broken black dahlia necklace even after forgetting Peter but she won’t remember why she’s wearing it, I-

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"men don't need to be afraid walking around at night"

Unless they're black

"men make more than women in jobs"

Black men make less than white women on average

"men don't get followed around by people who mean them harm"

Black men are heavily policed and regularly jumped and killed for just walking down the street

"no one tells a man what he can and cannot do with his own body"

Black men are repeatedly assaulted and have their hair forcibly shaved or cut for wearing their hair natural and in culturally important styles. Black men who choose body modifications like tattoos or piercings are branded as thugs. Black men who have children and black men who don't have children are both regarded as players, hounddogs, absent fathers, and baby daddies, as if the logical answer is that no one's first choice of partner and father of their children would ever be a black man.

"no one judges a man's worth based on his clothes"/"a man isn't ever in danger no matter what he wears"

Black men are required to look presentable and professional according to eurocentric standards, push themselves into clothes not made for their bodies, and be highly uncomfortable in their daily lives or else risk 'fitting the profile' or 'matching the description' and getting detained by police AT BEST for the crime of existing in public. Black men wearing comfortable clothes are seen as sloppy, thugs, gangsters, street rats, hood and ghetto.

"no man fears rape"

The rape and sexual assault of black men ties directly to black buck stereotypes and black fetishization to the point where liking a black person or having your dating pool be open to black people is treated like a sexuality much like being gay. People are both threatened by and aroused by our bodies and that leads them to perform extreme acts of violence on us, including rape, SA, coercion, trafficking, and more. Much like how "tranny" and "lesbian" is a porn category, so is Big Black Cock. Sometimes with us featured as the rapist. Sometimes with us featured as the victim. Almost never with us featured as intimate, passionate, loving, tender. Black men are either to be feared and reviled, or to be broken and forced to submit. Direct ties to slavery with white people still getting off to our suffering.

Just say you don't care as much about black people's suffering and go, jesus.

I have privilege because I sometimes pass as a man? Try walking in my shoes for a while. Turns out being a black man vs being a black woman isn't always so different.

I do think it's really interesting that I have a lot of black butches and trans mascs on this post verifying in their tags that yes they've lived both as 'black woman' and as 'black man' and 'black man' is really not the improvement it's advertised to be and in the mean time I have also a bunch of nonblack people and especially white europeans saying this post is stupid and no one who agrees knows anything about what it's like to be a black woman and I'm just wondering out of the two options who do you think is more knowledgeable about what black people go through? 🤔

My nephew was 6 years old when his mother sat him down and explained to him very plainly what happens to black boys and black men who are out at night.

Both of my parents worked in education. My white (passing) mother was a special ed teacher in a middle school. My father was her district's administrator. She was paid more than him. Significantly. They both have Master's Degrees.

My nephew was 13 when Trayvon Martin was killed. His mother asked him to please make sure he came home before the streetlights came on, and if he couldn't make it to not wear a hoodie and certainly don't wear it up. No matter how cold.

My nephew and my father were both pinned down and had their afros shaved/ruined by teachers, people they should have been able to trust. My nephew, my cousins, and more than one of my uncles have had the same happen to their locs. When my mother became pregnant very early in my parents' marriage, no one believed that she actually *wanted* to marry my dad but that she'd accidentally become pregnant and married him to not be ashamed. When my parents adopted my sister who is much darker skinned than my other sister or myself, the assumption was that she was a child from one of dad's previous marriages (he's only ever been married to one woman: my mom) and that my sister was only there because of a custody battle. The first time my dad came to pick me up from school, the office refused to let him in the building and called the police on him for trying to abduct me, because everyone knew my mom was white and the logical conclusion of a black man picking up his black/mixed kid from school was that he was a kidnapper and not that he was my fucking father.

My father arrived home late one night after flying in from Japan and was understandably in comfortable clothes after being exclusively in suits in Japan in the middle of summer for 6 months. Our neighbor saw him pull into the driveway, let himself in the back door... and called the police saying a black man in a hoodie was breaking into our house. We'd lived there at that point for more than a decade. My nephew and I have been followed around in stores for wearing beaters and basketball shorts in the middle of summer. My cousin was harassed by cops while sitting at the bus stop because he had his hood up and was listening to music on his ipod. My uncle was cornered by airport security and ended up missing his flight because someone gave a 'tip' that he 'looked suspicious' in his jeans and a t-shirt.

Every single one of my older black relatives, male and female, have been raped. Every single one. Some of the younger ones too.

This is not a 'what if' post. This is not a 'higher discussion of systemic violence' post. This is a 'stop erasing the experiences of black men because you think there is no way on earth a black man can suffer outside of [just racism]' post.

Once again black people are always the authorities of their own experiences and I think anyone who questions this post should read what multiple MULTIPLE black butches and trans mascs have been saying that their lives did not gain privilege and actually frequently became dangerous in ways they didn't expect when they started being read as black men.

A frequent thing I say to my nonblack friends is 'I'm too black for that'. My black friends don't even ask me to do these things. My nonblack friends don't get why my race and perceived identity affects what I'm willing to do in public.

me in 70 years

how many elmos must die

101 elmos

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