#marvel forget me not

[satin-polar]

This is My

Superhero Mount Rushmore

[grobenart]

THEYRE GAYYYYYYYY I DONT CARE !!!!! IIIII DONT CAREEEEEEE

[wwillywonka]

☆GET TO KNOW ME♡: [11/?] Favorite Characters

LOKI - Marvel Cinematic Universe (2011-2023)

- I don't enjoy hurting people. I... I don't enjoy it. I do it because I have to- because I've had to. -Okay, explain that to me. -Because it's part of the illusion. It's the cruel, elaborate trick conjured by the weak to inspire fear. -A desperate play for control. You do know yourself. -A villain. -That's not how I see it.

[jeridandridge]

Agathario New Year’s Day media post

[erinwantstowrite]

every time i start panicking about the small details (like how i don't know near as much marvel lore as i do DC, etc) i remind myself that LoF wasn't supposed to get super popular and im just having fun and practicing writing for my own books and suddenly that anxiety goes away. like it's not gonna be perfect and it was born out of me and my friend being goofy

[ghostlylulla-by]

was rereading my favourite gender-affirming comic and had to draw her :)

don't tag as Lady Loki my genderfluid soul can't take that

[one-blaze-of--glory]

the struggle when you want to go "finally! a story that focuses on friendship over romance!" but then you start shipping them. I'm sorry aro nation (I'm aro) i do like the idea of stories focused on friendship but sometimes the chemistry is just stronger than intended

[unstablequeerbitch]

X-men Evolution Wanda is more comic accurate in her heritage and powers than MCU Wanda. In this essay I will prove why X-men Evolution Wanda is better in every way…

[inthehouseoffinwe]

Aite, female character and general inclusivity rant incoming. Hate it and want to make a post? Sure. But give me the respect I gave those who inspired this and don’t tag me in it:

People immediately bringing the ‘female character’ argument into things drives me insane. Like we know she’s a female character, but trust me, that’s got very little to do with why people dislike her.

Are some people misogynistic? Absolutely!

Are most people misogynistic? No.

When we talk about Galadriel, and Luthien, and Elwing, and Aredhel, and Nimloth, and Melian, and Nerdanel, and Ahsoka, and Padme, and *insert literally any female character from any fandom here*, being female has nothing to do with it. It barely crosses our minds.

So for the love of all that is good, stop bringing ‘but she’s a female character! Anyone who sees her as anything but perfect, or thinks the male characters made better choices than her is obviously horrible and misogynistic and would never do this to a man :(‘ Into arguments.

I don’t care how few there are in the work. You can explain why you like her without blaming people for hating on the fact she’s female when 95% don’t. There are very literally hundreds of other reasons people interpret fictional events which portray the fem char negatively.

Especially in work like the Silm which is written by a canonical in-universe historian with basic backstory. We have every right to see him as unreliable and play with what that could mean. Doesn’t make it misogynistic if we want to see female characters as more shifty than they’re outwardly portrayed. Many of us often do the same with male characters, and even if we don’t, you have no right to judge someone so harshly when you barely know a thing about them outside an online persona. 99.9% of people don’t even consider male vs female when they write these things. And it’s not because of some weird subconscious misogyny either.

This is mainly aimed at those who bring this up over. And over. And over again in some weird attempt at guilt tripping people into ‘liking’ characters.

On the topic of things people do that make no sense, if characters are stated as being white, and an artist draws them all white. You have no right to say they’re being racist or whatever else you want to come up with.

Nor do you have the right to slander anyone who casually points out the character is white if others draw them as anything else. If we can call out whitewashing, we can talk about the opposite too. As long as the person isn’t being outright rude, have a conversation.

And don’t get me started on tagging pieces of fanart and fics specifically created platonic with a ship. Like the work? Great! Now respect the intentions of the person who created it.

No one in a fandom space, especially artists and writers, owes inclusivity of any kind when running off canon source material. You want to blame someone for a boring cast, blame the author! But even in general? You don’t get to force or guilt others to create content - original work included - that fits your ideal.

Yes I’m a writer and artist of original and fan content. Yes I’ve experienced all of these directly or indirectly.

Sincerely, a young brown woman tired of all the double standards.

[royaltea000]

I like the human actors a lot too! (I say as if the actors weren’t initially human)

[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

Forget-Me-Not 7

Warnings: non/dubcon, and other dark elements. My username actually says you never asked for any of this.

My warnings are not exhaustive but be aware this is a dark fic and may include potentially triggering topics. Please use your common sense when consuming content. I am not responsible for your decisions.

Characters: Loki

Summary: You return to your childhood home to put the past to rest.

Part of the Backwoods AU

As usual, I would appreciate any and all feedback. I’m happy to once more go on this adventure with all of you! Thank you in advance for your comments and for reblogging.

“It’s unfair, they should not say those things, I know. I’m sorry,” Loki’s voice undercuts your heaving sobs. He pats the back of your head, petting it as he hugs you against his chest. 

In that moment, you are not alone. You have a friend. You have someone to hold you. Something your mother never did. No, she only ever sent you in to face those grimy hands and that sour breath. 

He leans until he’s laying down, taking you with him. He caresses your temple and the shell of your ear. Your breaths mellow and your tears dry up. You lay in the hangover of your grief. All that you’ve held in for the last two years... 

Then you’re flat on you’re back. You don’t know how it happened. Or why. Or so quickly. 

You fight him. You get free for a moment but not for long. He crashes into you as you reach the rivers end. Then he pins you in the door. He’s on you. He’s writhing and thrusting. Each time you try to inhale, he pushes your face into the water. 

You can’t breath, you can’t think, you can’t feel. No. Don’t do anything but survive. 

You wheeze as the belt tightens around your neck, your head lolling over the leather. The metal of Loki’s zipper bites into you as he bends and reaches beneath you. He stretches his hand across your pelvis and lifts you. He curls his fingers long your folds, using his middle one to roll your clit. 

You shudder as he snickers over your crown. You tense and grasp at the leather around your throat. Your eyes bulges and your skull throbs. A speckle of black creeps into the edge of your vision. 

“You can pretend. You can lie, but I feel how you’ve missed me, darling,” he nuzzles the back of your head as he delvers further back and prods around your entrance. He dips inside, rocking his hand as his hips tilt in anticipation. “You think of me. At night when you are alone. Because who else would have you?” 

You cough as your eyes flutter. You could laugh. He has always been good at telling on himself. 

He shifts and wiggles his hips. He snags his tip between his knuckles and leans into you. He spreads his fingers inside of you and pushes in between them. You whine at how he stretches you. It burns like acid, just like that day at the river. 

Twenty years and Hammer Ford is just the same. He is too. They all are but you changed. You’re not afraid. You’re not weak. You will make it through just like you always. Now that, that’s the only thing that’s the same about you. 

He inches into you. Your body wracks as you gurgle. Your hand slips to the floor. Your head is pulsing, your body too. He slides in to his limit and sighs. He brings his head next to yours and nips at your ear. He hums. 

“Mmm, you feel just as good as I remember,” he purrs. 

He rears back and thrusts back in. Your back arches as your head hangs forward. Your breath whistles in your throat. 

He huffs against you, pumping harder, deeper, flattening you to the floor as he winds the belt tighter around his hand. He drags his fingers back to your clit. You croak as you’re trapped and prone beneath him. 

He puts his knees between yours and spreads your legs wide. He fucks you into the cold floor. Your eyes roll back and blurs into the void. Even as you drift toward unconsciousness, you feel him. He tears you up from within. 

“Is this how they have you, hm? On your mother’s couch? You whore,” Loki taunts as water floods your nose. You hack as he lifts your head again. “Mm, do you beg them to keep going or to finish?” 

He cackles and shoves your head back down. The noise of slapping flesh drowns out the gentle trickle of the river. The twigs jab into your legs and stomach. Your insides burn and your ears ring. 

Your eyes roll open. The pressure of the belt is slack, the tail of it across the floor. Loki’s long fingers are splayed as he holds himself above you. Your cheek rests on the floor as he pants and pumps. He drags in and out of you with long strokes. 

You stare at the wall. Just like you did all those years before. With all those monsters.  

He trembles and groans. You feel him getting close. You hate how you can tell.  

He ruts faster. Your hips smash into the floor as his pace turns frantic. At least it will be over. But what then? You can’t run off into the trees. You can’t go home to the woman who made you into this. 

He grunts and spasms. He slows as he shakily thrusts in and out. That’s different than before. You remember the warm he sprayed onto your thigh. No, he cums deep inside you. He holds himself there and lays his weight onto you. 

His breath is shallow as he goes limp and his head hangs next to yours. He tickles your side and wiggles his pelvis. You groan and wince. 

“Darling, know that you will not be rid of me so easy this time,” he rasps. 

You lay in silence as his words creep into your mind. You toy them, peel them apart, and your eyes go wide. Your heartbeat hitches as your eyes sting. No... 

“You will always have a part of me to call your own,” he brushes up and down your hip. “And I will watch it grow inside of you.” 

You shake and close your eyes, “you’re sick--” 

“Well, I was going to let you go back to that sad life you built but then you had to keep talking,” he snarls and tilts his hips. You whimper. “But darling, you should be thanking me. I am scraping scum such as yourself from the river and making you into something more.” 

“Get off,” you push on the floor as you try to free yourself. “Get--” your voice scrapes in your tormented throat. “Get off!” 

“Oh no, we have to be sure,” he rocks into you slowly and hooks his arm around your neck, pulling your head up. He presses his lips to your cheek and hums. “It never takes on the first try.” 

[sbd-laytall]

Laura & Cessily and Julian & Sooraya are such epic duos, and I wish they would do so much more with them.

New X-Men (2004) #43

[hyper-katt]

Some Twitter Marvel doodles

[robinhuntr]

So I finally finished Spider-Woman (2020) after starting it 3 years ago….

[dervampireprince]

i go years without drawing smut and now finally i'm back into the swing of things by drawing 3 pieces in 2 days?? look idk what's happening with my brain but i'm not complaining.

i couldn't go too long without drawing my number one comfort character. went with the marvel rivals version since so many of my discord members are having fun playing and talking about rn.

[18+ only, minors dni] [uncensored art on bluesky] [reblogs help artists more than likes]

[tvgays]

IN THIS ESSAY I WILL….