I Think My Favourite Part Of The Thor Trilogy Is How At The End Of Dark World We Saw This

It saddens me to see so little word of the upcoming movie Crazy Rich Asians. I know that people find it cliché, but how is it any different from all the kdramas I’ve seen everyone raving over for YEARS? This movie is such a groundbreaking moment for Asians, particularly Asian Americans, and it’s quite disappointing to me that people only speak of Asians when kpop or anime or any of those overly used stereotypes are relevant.

Not saying that everyone has to watch it or support it, but I just want to shed some light on this upcoming movie for those who aren’t aware of it!

Cold

Pairing: Kylo Ren x Reader

Word Count: 3,815

Warnings: Just a lil fluff at the end

Summary: Y/N is a prisoner of the First Order, and when Kylo catches General Hux trying to take advantage of her, he saves her and determines she will become his assistant and share his quarters, rather than send her back to her chamber. She believes he’s cold and merciless, with a short temper that frightens her, but he ends up not being what she expected.

Feel free to tell me what you thought/send a request through my ask box

General Hux was starting to bug you. It was harmless at first, just him being the boy that he is. Sly flirting, trying to get a rise out of you, trying desperately to get you to show some return of his affections, but it escalated slowly to a point where you were no longer able to be indifferent about it. That point was marked when the Supreme Leader saw it happening. 

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Aquaman spoilers

Arthur: I created an enemy… He could have hurt you…

Mera, gently holding his shoulder: Oh, Arthur. I was beating the snot out of four elite guards armed with literal iced wine while that human was kicking your ass.

“say something. please.”

as promised, here is a lil blurb for @gab-spidey‘s 2k writing celebration! if you don’t follow her, you should def check out her spectacular writing! prompt is in bold and tags are under the cut.

Pins and needles. You squeezed your fist, trying to dispel the feeling still lingering there. Waiting.

The future loomed in front of you. Entirely uncertain. Soon, Peter would be standing before you for the first time in weeks. The first time since the Reaping. The first time since he left your side on that fated field trip to go after the ship in the sky. He had fought aliens. And you were too scared to knock on his door.

Dammit. You were stronger than this. You were braver. Come on.With trembling hands, you reached up, tapping out a hesitant rhythm on the wood. It echoed hollowly through the entryway.

Footsteps. Your heart pounded in time with their scampering. Then, the noise of the deadbolt turning in the lock.

Peter.

He looked paradoxically similar and different. He was still your Peter, gangly and freckled, but his shoulders were imperceptibly tighter, his eyes darker rocks set back farther in his head. He was in front of you and yet far far away at the same time.

You searched for your voice. What should you say to him? Consolations on the fact that you fought a titan on an alien planet? Oh, yeah, and sorry you turned to pile of dust like half the world’s population along with that?

Your eyes were locked with Peter’s like two people watching a car accident, unable to look away though a fiery explosion was imminent. You noticed his fist, clenching white, then relaxing with some effort. Clenching again.

His voice was as shaky as you felt. “Say something. Please.”

You swallowed hard. A thousand words came to your lips; I love you. Never leave me again. You don’t understand what it’s like to have your teenaged boyfriend suddenly in space and then everyone around you dying and turning to dust but I guess you kind of do but not really and now I feel stupid for bringing it up at all and-

“Y/N?”

You blurted out the first thing that came to your lips, “Hey.”

His face softened, and he let out a surprised laugh. “Hey.”

He closed the gap between you, pulling you into him. You wrapped your arms around his shoulders, his back, holding him tight so you could make sure Peter was solidly Peter again, solidly yours, in your arms. His chest rose and fell with every breath, you could hear his heartbeat, you could feel his fingers slowly rubbing over your hair. He was here. He was okay.

“I missed you.” It was a whispered thing.

He pulled away from you, ever slightly, to place a kiss on the top of your head. And though his eyes were harder than before, his shoulders tighter than you remembered, it was still your Peter who looked you in the eyes and whispered back, “I missed you too.”

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I feel like Tony’s ego is the most legendary cryptid in the MCU

Because I heard reports of it for years. The images of it are usually blurred and easily dismissed as something else to anyone with a pair of eyes and it has yet to actually be proven to factually exist.

when will people use the anon function to send passionate, homosexual anonymous love letters

I made a thing.

chris evans sounds like an OC because there’s no way he can be real……..absolutely not. Like its IMPOSSIBLE for him to be an absolute Bro, a very masculine Man™ and at the same time be a dog-loving, disney and theatre obsessed nerd who makes fun of himself, is open about his mental health struggles, really very witty and intelligent, politically Woke™, cares about people, cares about the world, is just a really chill, nice dude who looks good with and without a beard and sweaters and leather jackets and pretty much everything and is always laughing and being a goof but is also capable of making a Serious ™ face and talk about Serious stuff…………..i just. that’s impossible. Literally no human is capable of being All of That at the same time

❗AVOID THESE PEDOPHILES AT ALL COSTS! ❗

I was scrolling through Tumblr and came across a post of KNOWN PEDOPHILES ON TUMBLR (many of which have or want to rape actual children/minors)

THERE ARE ACTUAL PEDOPHILES ON TUMBLR TRYING TO GET IN TOUCH WITH MINORS ON TUMBLR

PLEASE SIGNAL BOOST THIS LIST AND KEEP OUR MINORS SAFE

Can you please reblog if your blog is a safe place for lesbian, gay, bisexual, transgender, asexual, aromantic, pansexual, non binary, demisexual or any other kind of queer or questioning people? Because mine is.