#to put a spoiler alert or not

[xshinina]

*Married life playing in the background

This idea was probably funnier in my head

[charcubed]

There's one specific aspect of Deadpool & Wolverine that's important in relation to the queerness of Wade/Logan:

The fact that Vanessa isn't single.

I'm not kidding lol

Doesn't seem like people are talking about this so I'm going to be the one to say it I guess!

So… beyond trying to save his world / family, Wade's (flimsy) motivation is indeed partially motivated by Vanessa – or more specifically by things she said to him during their break up. He wants to figure out how he matters or how he can be a hero without being an Avenger, etc.

Shitty as it is that Vanessa is relegated to being a two-dimensional motivation mouthpiece… She and Wade didn't just break up; they tell us immediately that she's seeing another guy. By my memory, Wade never disrespects that, not even jokingly. And the plot isn't framed as a quest to ~win back the girl~ either.

The end scene underlines this too, where [SPOILER] he says he did it for her even if she doesn't want him or whatever the line is. Their little hand touch isn't really a romantic rekindling.

So, what am I getting at?

This all gives weight to Wade's mischievous flirting and (later) built connection with Logan.

If Wade and Vanessa were framed as "taking a break," or if she was still single and he was trying to win her back, the queerness with Logan wouldn't work quite as well. There'd be more room to claim it's an unserious joke.

But Vanessa's moved on.

Wade, taking LOGAN home, did too.

[dizzybevvie]

the girlroth agenda... it spreads (for @bread-squid-uwu)

[probablyanalienindisguise]

Black and white canvases my beloved

[fallstaticexit]

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Transcript under the cut

Geoffrey: So, our anniversary is coming up. I was thinking maybe we could plan a getaway. Somewhere really nice. What do you think? Nancy?

[Nancy snores lightly]

Nancy Narrates: [It was all starting to wear on me-]

Geoffrey: [softly] Goodnight Nance. I love you.

Nancy: [murmurs] m ‘love you...Vanessa.

Nancy Narrates: [Having to balance the many sides of me]

Nancy Narrates: [There was the Nancy that was a Theta]

Nancy Narrates: [The Nancy that was free]

Nancy Narrates: [The Nancy that was an honest, loving girlfriend]

Geoffrey: Date night tonight?

Nancy: I- have a thing with the Thetas. Maybe another night?

Geoffrey: You know, I’m happy you’re putting yourself out there. I’m proud of you.

Extra Loud Stereo Plays: Do Me! - Bell Biv Devoe

Take a good look at me Tell me do you like what you see

Do you think you can Do you think you can do me

Kiss me pretty baby And touch me all over

Girl what makes you think you can do me Do you think you can do me girl?

Do me baby (x2)

-

Geoffrey: Hey, you ever wondered what happened to Vanessa?

Bob: Vanessa? Vanessa Villareal?

Geoffrey: Yeah. When we came back from break, she just- vanished.

Bob: Yeah, that was crazy, huh? I talked to Cassie about it once. She said it reminded her of that whole Angela thing that happened junior year.

Geoffrey: What Angela thing?

Bob: You don’t know about the Angela thing!?

Geoffrey: [chuckles] No one told me about it! It was like a urban legend.

Bob: Vanessa and her mean girl squad ganged up on her and started bullying her because they thought she was a lesbian or something.

Geoffrey: No way. Was she?

Bob: I dunno. I mean, she was always hanging on to Vanessa. I guess that’s where the rumors started. Anyway, Cassie thinks maybe people were starting to talk about her and Nancy. They were close too.

Geoffrey: What? Why didn’t you guys tell me?

Bob: Dude, it’s just gossip. We can’t know for sure that’s what happened. Vanessa was always getting sent to the office, she probably got expelled.

Geoffrey: Yeah...

Bob: Are you ok, man?

Geoffrey: I think maybe that’s why Nancy’s been so down all this time. I think she misses Vanessa.

Bob: Probably, friendships between women are really intense.

-

Darling: [groans] I can’t believe I have class in 5 hours. I’m screwed.

Nancy: [laughs] Who told us to throw a rager on a Thursday?

Darling: Hey, we’re still in better shape than those two over there.

Nancy: The Thetas? More like tea parties.

Darling: [laughs] Hell nah.

Nancy: Should we check if they have a pulse?

Darling: [chuckles] Man, they can’t handle their liquor for shit.

Nancy: Did you meet them through the club?

Darling: Morgan chased me down to do a tarot reading one day.

Nancy: Ah. She got you too, did she?

Darling: I kinda like that stuff, you know, like zodiac signs and all that. Tells you alot about a person. Speaking of, what’s your sign?

Nancy: I have no idea. Maybe I’m a Pisces?

Darling: When’s your birthday?

Nancy: January 17th.

Darling: Huh, no shit? You’re a Capricorn. I’m a Virgo.

Nancy: What does that mean?

Darling: For one, means we’re compatible.

Nancy: Oh? How can you tell?

Darling: We’re both earth signs, means we grounded. We want the real thing.

Nancy: I don’t know what I want.

Darling: I think you do though. I think you don’t want to say it.

Nancy: What don’t I want to say?

Darling: You tell me.

Nancy: Well. I guess... I guess I have alot of questions.

Darling: Like what? Keep it real, it’s just me.

Nancy: Well.. How do you know that you’re- you know.

Darling: What, into girls? I’ve always known.

Nancy: But how do you know for sure?

Darling: I was probably born this way. I never looked at guys the way I look at women. I love everything about them. I love the way they smell, the way they feel. I’m probably crazy about them. It’s wired in my brain.

Nancy: Have you ever kissed a girl?

Darling: [chuckles]

Nancy: Don’t laugh...

Darling: You’re right, you’re right, my bad. Yeah, Nancy. I’ve done alot more than kissing though.

Nancy: Oh. You mean...like sex?

Darling: Yeah. Like sex.

Darling: Oh. I guess that means you’re done asking questions.

Nancy: ....What is it like?

Darling: Kissing?

Nancy: I know about kissing. I mean [clears throat] the sex. With a girl. What does it feel like?

Darling: You really wanna know?

Nancy: Well. I asked, didn’t I?

Darling: Alright. Give me your hand.

Darling: You wanna know?

Nancy: [swallows] Mhm..

[introspectivememories]

im sorry but i choose to believe that tim drake is the most insufferable "my man, my man, my man" girl about bear. he does not shut up about him. steph is cooking smth in the kitchen? oh my man can do that. bear cooks really well. dick triaging some poor victim on an emergency site? oh my man is really good at that. mhmm, bear is on his way to becoming a paramedic. damian building something? oh my man is really good with power tools. have you ever seen him build ikea? it takes him less than an hour. for our anniversary, he built me a coffee table. mhmm isn't he amazing? yeah my man did that. yeah my man, mhmm that's my ma-

[fridayiminlovemp3]

cities will literally set up the worst transit system of all time and then be like oh man :/ all these kids wanna do is uber everywhere!!! like girl i hate ubering!!!! im only doing this because the bus was 15 minutes late meaning if i took it i’d miss my connecting bus and then have to wait 50 minutes in a busted up bus stop (that the city also won’t fix!!) in the freezing wind for the next one and be late to work. no one wants to solely rely entirely on stranger’s cars through a weird app but if the only other option is spending 2 hours on transit that isn’t even on time or safe, what are we expected to do? public transit needs to be affordable, safe, on time, and reliable because if it’s not who is it even for?? because it’s clearly not for commuters.

[da1stninjagofangirl]

Wyldfire's New Favorite T-Shirt

[jamietwat]

Jamie would 100% make Roy a dating app profile sometime after the Keeley rejecting both of them thing to try to help him move on and meet people when clearly he’s refusing to get back out there organically and he’d think he’s being so helpful and generous and the best wingman ever. He’d handpick what he considers the sexiest pictures he can find and put a bunch of shit Roy would never say thinking he’s being accurate and helpful and not even taking the clear opportunity to make a joke account to embarrass him or anything when he easily could have just made fun of him and chosen the worst pictures possible instead

And then he would be SO offended when it doesn’t go well when Roy finds out about it and is not properly appreciative at all

Roy thinks it’s Jamie’s account when he starts showing Roy girls like what do you think of her and asking him way too many questions when Roy has no interest in participating and has no idea why the fuck Jamie seems incapable of swiping without trying to get Roy’s opinions first. Meanwhile, Roy’s giving one word answers at first and then increasingly trying to brush him off when he doesn’t stop and then he’s just flat out like “Choose your own dates and leave me the fuck out of it” and Jamie’s like “Nah, this is your account. You should have a say” and instead of being grateful and appreciative and thanking Jamie for being oh so generous with his time and energy, Roy just scowls at him and growls out “You did not make a fucking Tinder profile for me” and Jamie just smirks and decides now is not the right moment yet to mention that he actually made him accounts on like three different apps because he wasn’t sure which Roy would like best

Roy barks at him to delete it and Jamie’s all whiny like “Come on, I spent a lot of time on these and you haven’t even considered it. Plus, even if you’re not ready to date someone yet, you’d still be less miserable to be around if you at least found someone to shag in the meantime”

And Roy’s like “Delete it. I don’t want a fucking Tinder profile.” And Jamie looks at him confused for a moment and then seems to have an epiphany as he goes “Oh, do you want a Grindr one instead? Hold on a second” and he flips to a different app and Roy’s too busy being baffled by the fact that Grindr is already on Jamie’s phone and that he’s having to sign out of his own account to try to make one for Roy to even stop him before he’s already trying to sign up for a new account and Roy goes “That’s not what I meant. I don’t want any dating app”

And Jamie pauses his typing and turns and looks at him so skeptically and so judgily and suddenly somehow Roy is trying to fight for his life trying to defend why he’s not looking for some random stranger to date or fuck around with

[soulsty]

He spent all Summer playing Donkey Kong Country

Cinnabar in this style

[purpurussy]

felt like torturing myself a bit before going to bed so im watching BIG again and i forgot that he lists every homophobic slur he can think of 7 minutes into the video and doesn't actually say he's gay until like 15 minutes later

[charmvinyl]

thinking about stanford professor! patrick. The smug asshole who all the students hate. and it's not like patrick's rude, he's just terribly pretentious. always explaining the lessons like he's the sole person in the world to understand even though he's teaching the smartest fucking kids in the world. he definitely relishes in giving kids c's even when he knows they truly deserve an A. Especially taunting you, the goody two shoes, quiet girl who shows up and does her best, probably the best he's ever seen. he can't help but smirk when he hands back grades, seeing the way you pout and whine at the red pen scribbled all over ur essay, knowing you're the only one who cares enough to come to office hours and complain!!!! and who knows, maybe if ur good enough with ur mouth he'll let u pass the class!

[mamawasatesttube]

3. for hurt/comfort dialogue!

3. "They're gone, it's okay." combined with 27. "I'm going to carry you, okay?" requested by @werewolfbarmitzvahh, although i changed the phrasings a little to fit the characters/scenario better.

To put it in scientific terms, Tim is in deep shit.

For what feels like the fiftieth time, he tells himself to evaluate the situation. That’s hard, though, when he has to keep consciously reminding himself not to take a deep breath. He wants to take a deep breath to help clear his head. But if he does that, then the four guys guarding him will know he’s awake. And that would probably be not great.

The other problem with taking stock of the situation is that the first thing he knows, which is also one of the only things he knows, is that he’s been sedated. The next thought after that is mostly just oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck because, uh, he’s been sedated. So… not very helpful.

At least they left his mask on his face. That means he can open his eyes without them knowing, even if he can’t move his head. He doesn’t have a great view of the room he’s being held in, but it’s not like he’s about to spring himself free when his limbs are so leaden, anyway.

Sedatives. And… and who knows what else they might've pumped into his bloodstream once he was out? The way he's feeling, he wouldn't be surprised if there was a mild paralytic in there. Or maybe he's just really sedated. He can't really tell.

Tim swallows the urge to scream.

He can’t trust his body not to betray him if he has to fight. Panic stirs in his gut and claws its way up through his chest to his throat. His body is his last line of defense, his most finely honed weapon, his most trustworthy tool. And he can’t trust it.

Fuck.

Okay. Okay. He—he’s gotta keep his head on straight. Even if he can’t really think straight because of the drugs in his system. Panicking won’t help him, so he’s—he’s really gotta stop doing that. Okay? Can he get the memo through his own head already? Stop panicking!

Evaluate the situation. He has to evaluate the situation.

So. Okay. Okay. Okay. From the top. What does he know? He can make a list. Lists help everything. Right?

{ continue reading on ao3! }

[crepegosette]

wish i had a better answer other than “this came to me in a dream”

[alicentsaegon]

"News spread quickly across all of Prythian, about the sudden elopement of the wretched, volatile Berron Vanserra, nephew and only heir to the High Lord of Autumn. The male reached three hundred yet still took no consort. Not merely an elopement, but a mating ceremony, at that. Word of how he then ripped his little mate's fiancé apart, challenging the younger male to a Blood Duel as cruel as the soil of the Court they inhabit. The young female in question being the lady Abella. How he carried his little mate away, and no one present at the hasty ceremony could tell if the young female was laughing or screaming as he took her away from watchful eyes and then claimed her, still coated in the dead males blood. It was a blessed union by the Mother nonetheless, the birth of the youngest Vanserra, Eris, just a mere year later being proof of that. No one in Prythian could predict that shortly after Beron would take place as High Lord after his uncle's sudden passing, or how close and near he would keep his young Lady of Autumn, the closest thing a male as could have to an equal. Or that young, bright eyed Eris would be the first born of a long, long line of heirs."

@foxcort is this anything ;-;. This is practically AU fanfic territory but acotar is bare bones of a story held together by fans

[fluffydice]

Nendo: I think buddy is nice!

Kaido: Of course he is, he looks after us.

Kuboyasu: Yeah, Saiki. You got a real heart of gold.

Saiki: *internally* Good grief, I’ve successfully lied to them and somehow convinced them I’m not a terrible person. When will they figure it out?