#this is not me being racist I swear this is purely based on my own experiences in these places

[onepiece-polls]

Oh, I'd submit Jerma for Doflamingo so hard, you have no idea.

I wish he was an actor so I could lmao

I honestly don't know him, but if you think he could act, that'd be good enough for me. But then again, someone already submitted him, so you don't have to anymore, unless you want to provide some additional propaganda (but you could do that on the poll as well, once it's out.)

Some general rules (gonna add this to the main post in a sec)

'Actor' doesn't have to have acting jobs on their name already, but you must be convinced they are able to act out the character convincingly, so acting jobs help.

Actors must be speaking English well enough for the job (accents are fine, they don't have to be native speakers).

If you've submitted anyone who doesn't follow these rules, please message me! Especially the English part is hard for me to find out sometimes, but if they've never played in anything English spoken, I'm inclined to think they don't speak English well enough. I set this rule to make it more realistic they could be cast in the actual live action.

[ice-cream-nekogirl]

What am I now? What am I now? What if I'm someone I don't want around? I'm fallin' again I'm fallin' again I'm fallin'

-’Falling’ by Harry Styles

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dRDKoMcgavw

I’ve seen and read a lot of fanfictions where it’s told from the POV of one character and that inspired me to write this but... it’s not happy... much... and Harry Styles’ song just also inspired me to write out this fairly sad piece because that song is such a tearjerker man..

I like to this of this as an inside look of the witch's mind and thoughts as well as her opening up about her issues.

WARNING: This small piece contains mentions and/or references to suicide and intrusive thoughts. Reader discretion is advised.

Interestingly... I've come to realize that Amy's behavior makes sense if you know what Borderline Personality Disorder is and what the symptoms are. Many of which she actually checks out for. I study a lot of psychology in my spare time and to my surprise, Amy ended up showing some symptoms even though I swear to God it wasn’t my intention, it just kinda... ended up like that.

For more info or insight on BPD: 

https://www.yahoo.com/lifestyle/comic-perfectly-shows-jealousy-looks-232343129.html

https://psychcentral.com/lib/loving-someone-with-borderline-personality-disorder/

Amy’s POV:

Apparently most children get their quirks at the age as early as 3 or 4, but when I was 4 years old I didn’t get mine. 5, 6,7,8,9, still nothing. That was it, I guess that just meant I was going to be quirkless forever, on the bright side at least I would be part of a minority that I could one day fight for I thought. If I’m gonna be quirkless I would own it. That’s what I told myself.

But then one day when I was 9 years old I woke up over my bed, floating around my room until my mom came in to make sure I came down safely. She told me everything, how her side of the family has a bloodline of witches that dates all the way back in the 1800’s and one of my great great great grandmothers or something had the same genetic affliction. Just like that everything became different, when I thought it was awesome at first, started to learn just what I am and who I am, and the history of all the great witches of the past. Slowly but surely I discovered more powers about myself, more powers I would one day learn.

Everything was brilliant… until the following year my parents were killed by witch hunters. Dad wasn’t even a witch, he was just an ally, he loved my mom and I more than anything, and they killed him for that. Worst part? When the heroes got to me before I could get barbecued, they didn’t even kill them.

I suppose that’s where it all begins though, after that they decided I wasn’t going to be safe enough here and that my new powers that were manifesting would be too much for them to handle. And because they didn’t want to deal with me, they called on the other witches on the other side of the world. From then on out, I had to leave my old life behind, my best friend and his family who treated me like family. I went from orphaned, to abandoned, to a bloodbath. 

As soon as I got to New Orleans everything else was just as unsafe. Asshole frat boys, an actual Minotaur man, fucking zombies, voodoo witches and of course MORE witch hunters trying to kill us. And also an immortal racist, a Frankenstein Frat boy, a tongueless butler who has tea parties and sex with dead teenage girls, a wicked voodoo deity and an old, axe-wielding serial killer that was once a ghost in Robichaux. Yup. But that’s just a perfectly average day at Robichaux, and a perfectly average day in my fucked up life.

At least I had my sisters like Zoe, Madison and Misty, and Ms. Cordelia and how can I forget Ms. Myrtle? That woman needs to be a fashion icon and I will do justice by her and make sure the world knows who she was. And even Ms. Fiona. The bitch who used to be in charge was pretty badass, I mean if it wasn’t for her, I wouldn’t be the strong, independent witch bitch I am today. Yeah I have a ton of issues because of the borderline emotional abuse she dished out on me and the other witches but still...

My new sisters were by far the least terrible part of the entire thing. Which is why it still breaks my heart to think about how some of them died, because not all of them came back... 

Through all of that I kept myself up though. I learned how to fight back and fight alongside my sisters. I learned how to be strong, how to rely on myself and my sisters because we knew that no hero was going to come to our rescue. I had to be strong, I had to have thick skin and an elastic heart. Yeah that’s right I referenced Sia, she’s an awesome singer, just like Stevie Nicks. Amazing women, inspiring...

Sorry, getting off-topic. Anyhoo, I’ve realized though that it’s better that way. Being with the witches showed me the truth of the world, how the world looks at us and how it wants us to look. We have to be perfect, we have to be charming, we have to smile and look pretty. Why? Because the heroes have to be there to save the cute and pretty damsel in distress so they can feel powerful. 

This idea of heroes and villains is really all just bullshit... all of these villains I’ve seen thus far... they’re kittens compared to the evils and horrors I’ve seen here. It’s not just New Orleans, but I mean Bloody Face was a monster back in the 50′s, then the man who made the Hotel Cortez, he was pure evil and still haunts that hotel to this day. James Patrick March. Evil. Pure Evil and he murdered just to feel something, innocent people who didn’t deserve it. Dr. Arthur Arden, a.k.a Hans Gruper, the Nazi doctor who hid under a disguise and performed horrifying experiments on humans in the insane asylum of Briarcliff. Instead of helping those poor people, he just murdered, butchered and tortured them for his sick experiments. So many lives ruined, mutilated. The victim’s last moments were nothing but pain and a desperate wish for death until he put a bullet through their heads.

Murders, monsters, all of them. They all murdered for fun, and then even normal people were evil, the ones who valued their pride and selfish desires over anything and destroyed innocence itself just to achieve that. 

Those are the real evil people. All For One? Overhaul? Shigaraki? They couldn’t slice a loaf of bread with the amount of sharpness they had all put together. 

Those ‘villains’ that All-Might and my friend Midoriya have fought thus far are nothing compared to the monsters I’ve seen. They’re all a bunch of kitty cats, but I’ve seen and known killers. Real killers. Real monsters. 

A woman from an old asylum once said that ‘all monsters are human’ and she was right, because the monsters I’ve seen were humans. The worst of humanity and I've seen it all. What heroes choose to ignore though is that it's in all of us, and that those who choose not to do shitty things is what makes a hero apoarently. What a crock of shit...

But I guess monsters are just another thing that the heroes like to glamorize so they can fight and save the world from what they deem as the real monsters of the world. When I showed that I wasn’t a sweet and gentle girl as he believed, Midoriya looked at me like I was a monster, which just proved to me that he’s a part of what I’m fighting, and that that’s what this society wants, a good little girl who does good things all for the sake of this society. And I’m a monster because I’m not a good little girl, my sisters aren’t good little girls, no, we’re not a bunch of sad girls who are just waiting to be rescued, we’re witches. We’re not giving those motherfuckers the satisfaction of saving the poor damsels in distress because we’re not, we’re powerful and we don’t owe them anything, not a thanks, not a hug, not a flash of our tits and especially not a goddamn smile that men just love to see on women. 

Men like that are afraid of women like us, they’re afraid of women who aren’t afraid to get ugly and dirty our hands with blood. Afraid of women like me. And I learned how to fight, I was able to keep myself flying, because that was my first power, flight. I can fly based on how I feel, or on how much willpower I put into it. My power comes from my emotions and no fucking misogynist can tell me my emotions make me weak because I can do anything I want based on how I feel and how much willpower I have.

Lately though, it’s been nothing but willpower, as the older I get the more I realized that I’m not loved in this place. I wouldn’t be missed if I disappeared and I know it. I know it. But in life young people like me have to keep going even though we’re also gifted with the power of being painfully aware of all the bullshit that adults try to tell us is the truth, but we know better than that, they just don’t get that we’re not as stupid as we look. Although the sad part is, some of us ARE and they buy into the bullshit and try so hard to be the perfect little shitheads these assholes want us to be.

I can’t do that though, that’s not me. I wish it was sometimes though, who knows, maybe if I was that kind of person then maybe I would be liked by everyone, but that’s not me. Maybe that’s why I won’t be missed, maybe that’s why I’m forcing myself to fly every damn day just to make it through. Forcing myself to pretend that everything’s fine and smiling like a fucking idiot just to make everyone happy and not let them be miserable as me, but this shit’s hard, it’s hard to act like you’re okay when you’re not.

And I’m too aware of this shit, too aware to be truly ignorant and I call people out if I think they sound ignorant. So I’m not surprised when they end up leaving me or trying to tell me to be nicer and that I shouldn’t be blaming anybody or anything just because I’m a cynical and miserable bitch. Yeah, I’m a bitch but I can’t help it. At least I know my shit, I’d rather be a miserable bitch than an ignorant one.

Yet here I am, constantly miserable, constantly thinking and constantly aware that I’m nobody’s favorite person.

That’s just it. I’m not surprised by anything, because everything I do, everything I say, there’s always something bad behind it, that’s the idea I give everyone. I know it, it shouldn’t bother me but apparently, I can’t bring myself to fly because I’m happy, because I’m not. And then there’s always something that shows up in my life, something to make me feel some type of way, not a good way though. I can’t help the way I react to some things, I wish I could though, a normal person would be able to just go out and live life the way everyone else does. But I’m not normal. I never was. And every single day I’m reminded of it, every single day I remind myself it.

Every time I fly it’s through willpower alone, not because I’m so excited that my feelings can make me fly. No, lately I haven’t been able to feel a goddamn thing, and ironically that’s what hurts the most.

For someone who’s first gift was flight and for someone who’s powers allow them to fly, I’m just… falling. 

Constantly, every time I fly, I just feel like I’m falling as the weight of this world just keeps beating me down until one day I eventually hit rock bottom.  I don’t expect anyone to catch me, not even my loved ones. I feel like I’ve hurt them enough. Everyone I love, I end up hurting in some way because I’m just a jealous, overzealous, toxic and cynical bitch. I don’t deserve them and they don't deserve this. All this poison, all this anger and problems, I don't want that for them.

So I don’t tell them that I’m falling when I’m flying. If I’m gonna fall, I’m not going to drag them down with me.

Rock bottom almost doesn’t sound like a bad idea at this point. There are times where I get so frustrated with everything, so angry and so pissed off that I need to get away from everything and everybody and I let myself fly upwards. I just fly as high as possible, so high that I’m in the clouds and I can no longer see the rest of the world beneath me. 

God... sometimes I get so high that I just want to stay up there. I want to stay feeling so high and so powerful like nothing can stop me. I’m invincible when I’m up so high. And yet that honestly terrifies me too, because when I’m up so high I forget everything, even the things and the people I don’t want to forget. How could I ever want to forgive some of the people I love the most? 

When I remember them, that’s when I regain my vision and I start to see how high I’ve gotten, and how far it is to go back down. Everyone can see me and they can see how far I’ve gone, even up that high I can still see their disappointed faces and that just no longer makes me feel so invincible anymore. Because then I start to think ‘here I am’ up on top and yet I’m all alone up here. 

Sometimes when I’m up that high is when I start to think about just letting go of the willpower and letting myself fall from such a distance, close my eyes and just let everything go. Let the gravity just bring me back down until I hit the ground.

 And then I wonder, would that matter at all? Would it be better that way?

But as usual, I can never think of a fucking answer… other than that I should probably just go back home because I have people waiting for me. Ashlen, Hitoshi, Katsuki, Madison... I hope they're not too worried about me... I know they want to see me come home even though I’m the last person I want around, and I honestly don’t know how they want me around. 

Yet I guess it’s enough to make myself fly a little more, just to go back to them, because in the end I feel a little bit of something when I’m with them. They’ve moved my wicked heart, even when I think I’m better off dead, they make me fly. 

I don’t know if I saved myself, or if it’s them who saved me, because frankly it’s too late to save me, but I’m still here. I’m still here so I can go home and see them.

God... I haven’t been home for a while, but I’m on my way back home, I know they’re waiting for me, probably worried about me too.

Ash, Toshi, Katsu, Mads... You guys don’t have to worry, I’m coming home now. After all, I wouldn’t miss seeing your smiles for the world. 

[nightcoremoon]

there's lots of tiny brained bad takes of the far left branding things as Bad™ based solely on their association to other things or certain aspects of part of their fanbase.

this isn't to discredit the shit idiot brain fungus plaguing everyone from centrists, the moderate right, the far right, and the alt right, and even some of the moderate left, where they label everything that isn't about a Cishet White Male American Capitalist Bootlicker who's stateist, ambiguously christian/atheist, neurotypical, able-bodied, has "aryan" facial attributes, is an insufferable asshole, and the like, as "SJW garbage".

but see, prejudice and judgment is bad even if it's not motivated by minority demographic. being a rude dismissive asshole is, you know, bad. maybe making fun of a furry or whatever isn't as bad as being a racist, but you're still a fucking dickhead either way. fuck both of you but fuck the racist more. I'll punch both of you but punch the racist twice (maybe a third time for good measure). do y'all understand what I'm trying to get at here with the tiers of badness? the shades of grey? the steps down the path of evil from "kind of rude" to "literally hitler"?

bigotry is not the only bad thing in the world. yeah it's one of the worst, but you can talk about other bad things without discrediting that, which I know is next to impossible for teenagers (or people who never bothered to mentally progress from such) to comprehend.

anyway what sparked this is all the fuckin joker memes. now I went into it expecting, you know, literally taxi driver 2 followed by a silly horror movie about a clown murdering people. which is what the joker of the comics is all about. if I never watched the movie and only saw, what, the killing murray scene, the stairway dancing scene, the trailers, and joaquin phoenix sitting in a padded room and laughing, that's exactly what I'd had gotten.

but like. I fucking watched it because my dad wanted to watch it with me and he fucking loves all things batman (except Ben Affleck). and wolverine but mostly batman. he's a comic nerd. so yeah I went to watch it with him.

and it was legitimately terrifying from a purely psychological perspective. it's LITERALLY the best scary movie I've ever seen without being horror in the slightest. the acting, the writing, the score, the pacing, the cinematography, it was well put together without being a moffat level overproduced mess. it was a good movie. you're allowed to not care for it or not like it but to objectively call it a bad movie is not only a logical fallacy (eye of the beholder) but it also discredits the opinion of every single person who didn't hate it and makes you come off as a pompous fucking asshole rather than having different tastes.

it's about a guy with severe mental trauma in a bad situation trying to make the best of it and care for his family and hold down a job but he gets fucked over from literally every angle and eventually he snaps and makes a mistake and kills the misogynist rich asshats on the train. oh fuck. he could have gone to the police and said self defense and go through the court system but wait, society in gotham doesn't allow for a clean system of justice when you aren't rich. so instead he proceeds to be a major creepazoid turned murdering lunatic blaming everyone else for his own bad situation instead of the whole deal where he did stupid shit like taking a gun into a fucking children's hospital and stuck his fingers inside a child's mouth and stealing shit and falling further down the rabbit hole. until finally, he says fuck it and seeks revenge. the whole bloody mess that follows is his own fault. he chose to kill people. he chose to murder for petty reasons. he made his decisions and he suffered the consequences for it. all of the festering rotten crime in the city spawned by waynecorp's supreme negligence heralded him as a hero and so begins batman's story.

arthur fleck is not a fucking hero. he is a villain through and through. his circumstances were unfortunate but he made the wrong decisions. the world fucked him over and he said okay and retaliated. joker is exactly the fucking same as breaking bad. arthur and walter white are both evil people through their own decisions. but they were once normal people. and that's the point. the scariest monsters in the world are usually the white men angry at the world for their own shortcomings. oswald. ruby. dahmer. bundy. gein. manson. klebold and harris. white. fleck. they're all the filth stuck in the gutter of society that, if left unchecked, has deadly results.

I'm not kidding at all when I say joker was an important movie for myself personally to see exactly when I saw it. because that first half, I'm not gonna lie, it got me. the therapy didn't work and then it was taken away. he didn't eat most days because he had to support his mother. the people he worked with were dickheads, the people he commuted with were dickheads, his boss was a dickhead, people treated him like garbage on the streets. he couldn't remember the trauma inflicted on him when he was a baby but it still warped every aspect of his life. he had aspirations but lacked the skills. he was sad. alone. empty. he was suicidal. he was me.

then he started killing people and using the neighbor girl as a tulpa and I realized oh no oh god oh shit OH FUCK I need to change from this. and I did.

joker is a perfect template of how not to react to the world when it kicks in your teeth. it's a perfect template of a dark movie. just enough to sympathize with the bad guy but not enough to excuse his actions. the opposite of star wars with kylo ren. a good movie. a good character. an amazing actor. a terrible person.

if you watched joker thinking you're watching the story of the protagonist, you're right, but if you conflate protagonist with the good guy, yeah you won't like the fucking movie because it'll leave a sour taste in your mouth. you'll feel slimy. disgusting. unless you're a megadouche shitlord piece of human fucking garbage who wants to cosplay arthur fleck because he's so damn cool like walter white and eric cartman and rick sanchez and bojack horseman and tyler durden and all those FUCKING HORRIBLE LOATHESOME HUMANS TO NEVER EVER TRY TO EMULATE OR YOU ARE AN UNEMPHATIC ASSHOLE AND A MORON TO BOOT.

if you hated the movie, that's fine. you're kinda supposed to hate it. and if you loved the movie, that's fine so long as you understand what the message was. but if it's one of your favorite movies of all time ever made holy shit please go to therapy jesus christ.

still the point of this post is, discrediting the movie as a steaming pile of shit is incredibly ignorant. and as for the "good movies made by white men are only liked by other white men and are therefore bad movies" thing... if y'all can thirst over eddie brock in the trainwreck of venom and admit that the standards of good movie vs bad movie are all subjective, you're a goddamn idiot if you can't apply the same logic and reason to every movie just because some white boys like edgy clowns (even tho joker is way less edgy than pennywise but go off) in abusive relationships with harlequins. oh and assflash newshole, I'm not a white man.

I swear this bandwagoning bullshit is exactly the same mentality as "hurr durr nickelback worst band ever" even though nickelback is ripe with musical talent underneath a few pop songs that they wrote for the record label as part of their career so they can make a fuckin living BECAUSE CAPITALISM IS THE ROOT OF ALL EVIL and also because of all the misogyny that bled its way into the music industry in the 2000s but that's a topic for another day. 'joker bad' and 'nickelback bad' are products of the same mental decay that social media wrought upon us all, inflicting mass mob mentality and incapacity for individualistic rational thought. which is exactly why there's a war between camp 'joker is bad' and 'joker is amazing' and nobody acknowledges the group in the middle that's like 'joker was good objectively but also terrible subjectively and content-wise'. polar. I could make a political statement and also say how the neoliberals and the fascists are at war while the people in the middle are caught in the crossfire and forced to fight like pawns on a chessboard, but the moderate right, dumbass centrists, pastel commies, and pockets of the moderate left, but that just throws everything into chaos.

tl;dr learn to think for yourselves omg

[kurtty-drabbles]

Life is wonderful au (missions and secrets)

N/A: this idea hit me up last night, so, I´m based again on Ultimate but taking a bit of 616!

@djinmer4 @sailorstar9 @dannybagpipesarecalling @discordsworld @look-ma-no-hands336 @bamfoftheundead

The rain, without warning, hits on the area watering the grass, trees and of course, the roof of the mansion. No one was outside, well, saved for one woman who was feeling the rain gentle hitting on her body, hair with a smile on her face.

"Kitten?" Ororo Monroe finally found Kitty Pryde enjoying the rain as Ororo often does. Kitty Pryde is the newest addition to the X-men and so far they can all label her as a free hippie style. "Enjoying the rain?"

Kitty Pryde, with her trademark freckles, only nods and replies. "You know, when I was younger," Ororo noticed the corner of her lips curve slightly and she remembers how no one knows Kitty´s real age ("old enough to drink and vote") "I used to fear water very much...something bad happened with me there, but, now...I´d not fear water anymore"

Ororo blinks at this admission and wonder if maybe Kitty was drowning or did suffer an attempted. Either way, Ororo Monroe can´t judge as she too deals with claustrophobic and doesn´t like to disclose that to anyone.

"Getting over a fear like that is truly remarkable" Ororo states.

"You´re remarkable as well Storm never forget that" Kitty said and the rain stopped, the young woman is offering a smile and Ororo smiles back, Kitty may be an odd hippie girl, but, she means well and after the disaster of Jean Grey...they prefer an odd hippie girl that anything remotely linked to Jean Grey.

"Come on, Kitten, Scott is calling us for a meeting...and careful to not get flu"

"I won´t!"

___________________________

Scott Summers is the leader of the X-men, that´s a given at this point, and the man really manages to be professional even when he mentioned the names, Jean and Logan. "We still have no information on their whereabouts" no one is sharing any real worry for any of them.

Rogue hands a towel to Kitty joking she knew kitty would be in the rain. Bobby and all the seniors are sitting in their respective places, for a moment, it makes Kitty thinking about the round table, but, there are not enough people for the comparison.

"I want to talk about a new issue that is calling my attention, Ororo did show her side of the argument and even Kitty too and the two are correct. We´re the X-men, we do look out for our own, but, if we closed our eyes to any injustice...are we doing any good? As long the police don´t get brutal with mutants...can we call this justice?" Scott said and the others are listening.

"How can we call ourselves heroes if we don´t do anything against injustice?" Scott said and taking a deep breath he explained "the Friend of Humanity are getting support from...other racists groups to, well, in their own racists' terms, to purge the mankind of what is undesirable"

Bobby raises his hand, a comical salute for a serious situation. "Professor Summers, I thought the Friends of Humanity were over, didn´t we fight them off?"

"We did Bobby, but, the friends of humanity are parasites, work as a cell, you can destroy one, but, soon it will have a new one to take over" Rogue explained.

"Yes, and right now they are operating in Chicago" Scott explained and Kitty only speaks one line "I live in Chicago" there´s foreboding in her tone and the others look at her.

Everyone feels a bit of cold all of sudden, and Scott clears his throat and speaks again. "Thanks to Cerebro and the modification Kitty made, we managed to locate their next meeting and it will be..."

"Building Langford, 334. Is a part hotel they all rent for this meeting and even replace the staff with their own...so paranoid" Kitty responds coldly and no one asks how she knew about this.

Well, the logical solution is, of course, she did use Cerebro or heard Scott´s talk before the meeting. That´s the only solution.

__________________________________________

The team assembled, a word Scott is not very fond thanks to the Avengers, and they are now at the location, however, Betsy states something curious. "I´m not feeling anyone inside that building"

Once they are looking at the entrance they can see how everything is desert. Ororo saw the flags of said racists groups and has no problem in breaking those flags, but, she notices something odd.

"Their car´s keys are here...but we saw no car outside" Ororo replies and Bobby and Rogue confirms as they went outside...the parking lot is empty.

Scott asked Betsy to see if she can sense anything. The woman activated her butterfly for a moment.

_________________________________________

Grayson Creed is a pure man, he has pure intentions, so, when they discover the existence of this, of course, Creed knew IT would be on their side.

"Now, God is truly on our side, we will purge the mankind of the undesirable once and for all" many people wearing white cheer on that, however, their celebration is cut short when a woman wearing the Davi star, on her necklace and on her shirt, shows up.

"Well, thank you, I was rather famished lately and eating things like you...does a great service to mankind" Kitty explains and before anyone could do anything to Kitty a vortex opens with tentacles with mouths and eyes.

The mouths are bigger than the eyes and no one realizes the room is no longer the hotel, only that everyone under this ideology is here. EVERYONE.

Creed watches in horror as the mouth eats the first one, then the second. He can´t move. Either because of fear of the tentacles wrapping around his ankle.

"I don´t understand, we want to save the world," Creed said "we invoke a god to help"

Kitty rolls her eyes and lets her crystal azzure eyes be the only "deformation" on her mask.

"Oh please, you barely know how to write one of my names and is the easier one." She shakes her heads and ignores the screams of help, the number of people are getting smaller and smaller " and you ask to save the world, well, I´m helping you with that...I´m saving from you"

And the tentacles sealed Creed´s fate. There´s no one in the room, saved for Kitty.

__________________________________ Besty stops and shakes her head. "I feel nothing? what´s the odds of everyone in this hotel, literally, everyone, leave in such a short time and without making any noise?"

This is getting alarming. Scott is about to gesture the X-men to follow him when he notices that Kitty is missing, but, she's appearing next to Rogue.

"Where were you?" Rogue asked. And Psylocke did nod as if saying that´s Kitty Pryde and not Mystique or any other shapeshifter

"Bathroom" points to the bathroom that Rogue swear was not there before, but, then again, she was not looking for a bathroom.

"Really, now?"

"Well, yeah, I think I drink too much soda"

"Kitty, we talk about this, you need to stop drink that much soda"

"easy said than done"

_________________________________________

They start searching in each room and it´s all empty. Ororo spot a room, technical, a stage room that has a white board with a name write down. The X-men went to see what´s written.

"Zig?" Bobby asked once reading the word again.

"Zag?" Ororo read again confused.

Scott and Betsy can´t read the word. It´s the only clue on what happened but the bad handwriting is proving to be a troublesome and dangerous foe.

"Zaorva," Kitty said annoyed at this. "aside from racists they prove to be even dumber"

Again, the sense of foreboding is strong and no one dares to bother Kitty after that. Scott and Ororo wonder on what to do now. Do they report the missing on those people?

"No" Kitty suggested "they want attention anyway, and they will use this to make us look bad, now, is very possible that the Friends of Humanity and friends bite more than what they can chew and if ...people do are looking for them, which let´s be honest no one will, then, let´s close the case and go home"

"But...the Friends of Humanity..."

"Won´t ever bother us again" and no one dares to doubt the words. Not when Kitty´s eyes are getting slightly blue now.

________________________

Epilogo

"You know, I´d love when you do that...is fun to watch" LK replies amused.

"Thank you, I know you are very voyeuristic, but, I admit...they did piss me off and I was being creative. I wanted them to see a Jewish girl as each one of them is eaten and tortured" she offers a torso to LK who eats it gladly.

"I know and that´s why it gets so prettier, my zaorva"

"Oh, shush you, love, not in front of the food" and Zaorva eats a nice tasty leg and the couple talks in such romantic and kind way that is almost easy to ignore the scenario and their food, who is trying to escape, of course, without any success.

[noccalula-writes]

Dry Skin Product Round-Up

At the suggestion/request of no one - I just love talking about this shit. 

In case some of my friends/followers on Tumblr get as super-dry in the face as I do in the winter, a quick PSA re: the best products I’ve found - 

When we made the move from Florida to Ohio, it meant experiencing my first /real/ winter. I grew up in southern Alabama, which def gets cold as fuck and has hard freezes but nothing prepared me for the reality of the heat constantly running high in my house, my car, every store I set foot in and my skin reacted accordingly. I have perfectly normally balanced but sensitive skin in the humid climates of my home but the second it drops below 60 here, my face becomes a leather boot and my hands turn into deadly weapons as the callouses on my fingers begin to break apart and snag on literally every fucking thing I touch. 

So, for my other sensitive dry-babies, I posit unto thee some recommendations (and a disclaimer that I don’t fuck with drugstore brands much given how shady their ingredients tend to be) from the list of things that helped save me from my scaly lizard future during my first transplanted winter and well into my second now. Keep in mind, there’s quite a bit of Lush here because I worked there - they’re out of my budget had I not had an employee discount for the holidays but the products are still really, really good and worth the money if you have it: 

Lush’s Full of Grace serum is a delightful weirdo. It’s a solid bar that you rub between your fingers until the oils melt and you then apply them to your face (or you can put the bar directly on your face, whatever works). It’s loaded with portabello mushrooms and murumuru butter meaning it’s a heavy hitter with the antioxidants too - I have very sensitive skin and have to be mindful of weird shit but this one is so luxuriously moisturizing and smooth that I have replaced my night time moisturizer with this serum alone more than once. It’s 16.95 online or in stores so it’s a little pricier than drugstore but far less than designer brand, and like with all Lush products you can rest assured that it’s cruelty free and ethically sourced. For a toner, Lush’s Eau Roma spray toner is the most moisturizing, but I love Breath of Fresh Air so much that I’m reticent to change it. It’s the ultimate lazy skincare step - wash your face/get out of the shower, spray it on, rub on your moisturizer while it’s still damp and bam, done. The small sizes are like 10.95ish each and the big boys are something like 23ish but I have def made a full size of BoFA last a full calendar year before so it’s well worth it. 

During my No Buy Nine Months that started right after my birthday (Jan. 2nd), I’m going to work on phasing out brands I don’t intend to patron anymore, and one of them, sadly, is Clinique. They aren’t cruelty free and while their entire Moisture Surge line saved my goddamn life during my first winter here, I can’t justify the continued purchase. That said, the 72-Hour Replenishing Hydrator and Overnight Mask are easily duped with the drugstore brand Simple Water Boost Hydrating Booster and Sleep Mask - are they as good? No. Are they way cheaper and still pretty damn good? Yes. And, they don’t test on animals but they do use beeswax if that’s a non-starter for you. I’m forever looking for new moisturizers - especially night time ones - so I’ll report back eventually. When I had bad sensitivity spots I used one of my miracle go-to discoveries - Egyptian Magic, which I think is made in Belgium and has a really creepy racist ‘dIsCoVeR tHe SeCrEtS oF tHe AnCiEnTs’ sort of bent but is really just a shitload of royal jelly and food-grade oils that straight up killed the eczema on my eyelids and quelled any allergic reactions I had. 

A product I am super guilty of overbuying thanks to my tendency towards too many TJ Maxx trips in the summer to leech their air conditioning is moisturizer sprays. I had to put the moratorium on any more of them because there are currently like eight different ones from eight different brands in my home. I have a TonyMoly (another brand I’m gonna have to swear off of no matter how much I love it for animal testing reasons), two different ones by Nooni, Clinique and idk some other white one I can’t find. For ultra-dry skin though, I find that the Dirtyworks’ Play It Cool hydrating facial mist is the best - I am an obsessive lover of their Pure Beauty Facial Oil as my nighttime moisturizer in the summer, it is sincerely the best facial oil I’ve ever tried as it’s non-greasy and soft and nonirritating with its pleasant, gentle sweet almond oil scent. 

To slough off the ever-encroaching wall of dead skin threatening to suffocate my glow out of existence, I lean hard on Clinique’s 7 Day Scrub, which means I gotta find a better one when this one runs out.  Lush’s Angels On Bare Skin, which is their bestselling facial cleanser for a reason. It’s got lavender buds in it, which can be a bit much on sensitive skin (I can’t use it more than a few times a week as the lavender irritates my eyelids) but the ground almonds provide such a nice touch of exfoliation that’s not as harsh as some of the more salt-based scrubs. Their Ocean Salt face and body scrub is the real fuckin’ deal - harsh grain sea salt, lime oil, vodka extract - so you need to be sure your face can handle three different levels of exfoliation before you apply it. I have to be careful with it but I do use it on my face periodically and largely my calloused-ass hands. The Mask of Magnaminty is another excellent choice - I put it on before a shower and then rub it off with water so I get some extra exfoliation from the ground aduki beans in it. 

As for what that mouth do, the Nooni Water Blending Lip Oil is loaded with sea buckthorn oil and apple water and it is a goddamn delight. I am literally ALWAYS looking for moisturizing lip products because they’re the first things to scale up when the moisture gets zapped out of my house via the furnace; I burn through a lot of Hempz balms - namely Triple Moisture - and this year I completely used up one of the Ulta Juice-Infused Lip Oils in Cranberry & Pomegranate and I love it so much that if it’s still on the shelves when I finish my No Buy period, I’ll probably snag another. 

For various and sundry splashes of moisture places other than my face: almost entirely Lush products because I was using that discount, goddammit. Sleepy Lotion is a fave at night thanks to that beautiful Sleepy/Twilight product smell of blended lavender and tonka bean, sweeter than the almost medicinal bite of lavender on its own. I spray the body spray on my sheets at night too. Their holiday line of in-shower body conditioners - Buck’s Fizz and Christingle in particular - are go-tos so I don’t have to waste time being frozen while I rub lotion on frantically as I cry for my robe. I used the shit out of Hempz’s Triple Moisture Whipped Body Lotion last year in my desperate bid for skin-survival and it did not steer me wrong - plus it lasted all the way into spring. Lush’s Handy Gurugu Hand Cream, Lemony Flutter Cuticle Butter, and Lollia’s 1000 Flowers Hand Lotion have been my front line aresenal as I fight to keep these gnarly ass, calloused hands of mine under control. I may have gotten to play with lotions and creams all day at Lush but I also spent a lot of time with my hands in super hot water, usually doing bath bomb demos, so I had to take extra care to keep the moisture on. Also, I finally sucked it the fuck up and dropped the cash on a humidifier for the bedroom but I keep forgetting to fill it because chronic illness and executive dysfunction. 

If you’ve got any tips I don’t know about I would de-goddamn-lighted to hear them. 

[airmoss]

Listen..

I really don’t like serious discourse. I’m not the biggest fan of call out culture.

I’m someone who wants to understand where other people come from, and then base my decision on the kind of person they are. I forgive when mistakes are made. People need to learn what they do is wrong, and how to improve.

I try not to use violence, or be cruel, or get angry. Yes, trauma can get the best of me, but I want to show compassion towards people who don’t understand the bad mistakes they make.

NOW.

I’d like to make something very clear

There is a BIG difference between someone who makes a very bad mistake, VS someone who IS JUST PURELY BAD AND EVIL.

I am Christian, and the question of “is violence right?” comes up. A lot.

Let me tell you something, if you go to any pastor and ask this question, if they tell you yes, they are wrong. If they tell you no, they are also wrong. 

The answer depends. Fuck. Look at the bible. You got them 10 commandments and I swear to heck one of them says “do not murder”. So why is it that God deliberately commands his people to go and kill those that stand against him?

((you think about that))

Now I wonder why the rise in transphobia is really bothering me.

Listen, @smstransformers @tilallareimagined especially are going through a lot of hatred and I’m genuinely disgusted.

More and more, Trans people in my community are murdered and kidnapped all the time. Today I met a two spirited person that had 7 of their trans friends disappear, die etc within this year alone. 

I’m done. I don’t want to watch my family get killed and murdered by these toxic transphobes.

Yes. I am kind. I give compassion. I want to understand, and I want to educate those who don’t understand what being Trans is like because let’s be real I’ve been in that situation and learning about what Trans is and the whole notion of it can be very intimidating.

I am also a fierce warrior. I intend to protect my community, and my family no matter where they may be in the world (that’s right. Trans people. You’re my children now).

I’d be careful. I don’t tolerate transphobia, racism, antisemitism , homophobia, sexism, etc.

You all disgust me that you have the audacity to pick on people that haven’t even graduated high school.  

I am an mentally ill. I am Asian. I am a trans Christian ADULT.

More importantly, I am a solder. I am a warrior that is here to protect my community.

To those who show this kind of blunt hatred with no regard or decent respect for human lives that don’t replicate your own, get the FUCK out of my blog NOW. 

It’s not for you, and a place like this will never be here for you.

I am forgiving, but don’t fucking waste my time spewing hate all over my community with 0 remorse or guilt.

You can come back once you realize your sins and vow to never spread that kind of unethical nonsense.

okay.

--inhales deeply--

--waits four seconds--

--exhales deeply--

I don’t think people understand what it’s like to watch people you know and love disappear and die mysteriously due to the discrimination and oppression. 

Tl;Dr - To ALL YOU transphobic, racist, , homophobic, sexist (etc) people. God bless your soul becuase with the way you are headed, judgement will be served and it will be hot and it will melt you away the same way your stomach acid eats away at everything that it touches.

[thesharondefenseleague]

Top 10 Worst Anti-Sharon Things of 2016

(I feel like it’d be fitting if this is in the format of a WatchMojo video.)

The purpose of this is to show that fandom can be rude, disgusting, and down-right offensive because of a character. The list below the cut refers to things said towards the character and actress through fans and her fellow actors alike. I ranked them based on personal offense, its offensiveness towards its blatant or “subtle” hatred towards certain groups of people, and the all-around laughable content these people come up with. Their rank affects two posts, because the original ones were deleted by their respective posters but still exist on this site. Most of these have links, but two don’t, purely because a trip through most Sharon Carter tags will lead you to them.

If you guys want to add anything on, feel free! I’m there are things I’ve missed that you’re aware of or have personally experienced.

Honorable Mentions:

Every individual shitty post made by antis that I can’t look up because it would take me days to collect. You guys are the real MVPs.

Not one, but at least four active anti-Sharon blogs who have harassed people on this site. We do keep track of them so people can block them and not have to interact with them, because they are known to coming after certain bloggers.

Target Sharon Carter Appreciation Day, which was set up so fans can have one day a month, outside of SCAM, to not have hate in the Sharon Carter tags.

Numerous insinuations that Sharon was at her great-aunt’s funeral to hook up with Cap, instead of mourning and giving a eulogy at the funeral of her great-aunt who she admired, who influenced her decision to join SHIELD and even bought Sharon her first thigh holster when Sharon’s mother didn’t support her choice. Also, insinuating that Steve’s sadness somehow means more than Sharon’s when she knew Peggy way longer and way deeper than he ever would.

Now let’s begin:

10)  Calling the friendship between Sharon and Sam racist without any reason or proof.

9)  Hate and death threats being sent to Sharon fans and cosplayers. (Not naming names, because it’s not my place to. However, I’ll link my experience as cosplaying Sharon at a fan-heavy convention as an example.)

8)  This bullshit. (I would like to note that OP has since deleted the post on their own blog, but as we can see it still exists. But it did have a great response from another blog.)

7)  Wanting to start a petition to remove Sharon Carter/Emily VanCamp from the Marvel Cinematic Universe. (I don’t remember if it became a real thing, nor do I want to go searching for it.)

6)  That #givecaptainamericaaboyfriend movement, which is one of the most biphobic, racist, and misogynistic mainstream fandom things I’ve seen, as it purposefully excluded Sharon and Sam, attacked both, insinuates that two male friends can’t go out on a limb for each other without being romantic, insinuates that Steve can’t be bi because him kissing girls (read: only Sharon) makes him straight, and was essentially just propping one ship while taking away the meaning from the original #giveelsaagirlfriend movement. Even the creator of that hashtag admitted it was to promote Steve and Bucky, and it spawned into #givecaptainamericaabucky because it wasn’t obvious enough before.

5) Saying Staron is worst than Harley/Joker, a well-known and extremely abusive ship.

4) Comparing Staron to the Holocaust, because two people kissing is exactly like a genocide that kills 11 million people and continued the decimation of two cultures. (I would like to note that OP has since deleted the post on their own blog, but as we can see it still exists. They have also “apologized���.) To match this from #6, people saying “Marvel would make Steve a Nazi before gay” in response to HYDRA!Cap, when the two are not related.

3) Evans’ calling the kiss “icky” and not being as supportive of VanCamp, whereas costars RDJ, Mackie, Olsen (who was also getting shit from interviewers insinuating her and VanCamp couldn’t handle swearing because there were men present on set during filming), and Cheadle have all been supportive and friendly throughout the press tour. Considering that many tweets targeted at VanCamp when the kiss was revealed had some tagging Evans, him not knowing that VanCamp was going through hell isn’t convincing, especially when she constantly discussed this in her interviews. (Evans also has been rude to other female costars, such as his blatant staring down Olsen’s dress with that being treated as a joke and calling longtime-friend Johansson’s character a “slut” and other equally and worse offensive terms with Renner during the Avengers 2 press tour.)

2) Hate and death threats being sent to Emily VanCamp after the kiss was announced. Only Emily VanCamp has been talking about this. No costar, director, writer, producer, or news/entertainment outlet has discussed this. She was the one to bring them up when interviewers asked about the relationship between her and Steve.

And finally:

1) Atwell proudly bashing Sharon/Staron, and the fans’ constant encouragement of this behavior AND fans saying that because Atwell says this, then no one else should like the character or ship, while ignoring that Atwell has also called out Steve because they don’t care about that part, claiming it’s incestuous when it’s not (the screenwriters of the Cap movies have very clearly stated before she said anything), and that Hayley herself said she wanted to play Sharon by putting on a blonde wig. (Her show not getting renewed for a third season is not an excuse for this either, as people had tried saying, “Well, she’s doing this because she died in the movies and her show was cancelled.” She’s an adult. She got another show with ABC as the lead. Her behavior is unprofessional and, considering that both Steve and Peggy had moved on, him at her request might I add, uncalled for.) How can you defend someone saying that her fellow actress doesn’t deserve/shouldn’t get more screen time because she did the job she was hired for? Note that fans very much praised her and very few people called her out compared to Chris Evans. (Please note that there are, in total, 8 links for #1.)