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The main thing that I recall from high school English is that, after you reach a certain age, the curriculum decides that books with happy endings and likable characters are stupid and babyish and that you’re only allowed dysfunction, oppression, and misery in your literature from now on.
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cant wait until they turn the entire vatican city into a big museum and you can like sit on the pope’s throne and take selfies and also the catholic church doesn’t exist anymore because it fucking sucks
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now i deeply, deeply love the boggart lesson scene in poa for all of its symbolic/character implications but im sure that shit would’ve only worked in the nineties
like can u imagine that scenario with millennials??? poor remus would have to deal with shit like Abandonment and Crushing Poverty hoppin out of the wardrobe and gettin turned into none pizza with left beef
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Okay but imagine if JARVIS/FRIDAY has a twitter and posts all the things Tony says after 48 hours awake running solely on caffeine & willpower & all the avengers follow it but Tony has no idea
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I’ve been debating on whether or not to make this post for a couple of weeks now, but thankfully, earlier this morning, someone ctosstagging finally pushed me over the edge and I’ll address the issue.
That crosstagging demon is none other than @gay-buchanan-barnes. This little hobgoblin came into the anti tony tag for no other reason than to start drama, because by their own admission, they “enjoy being a troll”, which works out for the best because they’re the one that gave me the motivation to do this. So here’s to you, you obnoxious little shit, I couldn’t have done it without you!
Well, I could have, but it’s more fun this way.
Recently, I’ve seen a big trend sweeping through Tumblr about how T*ny St*rk is bisexual, or, as our friend above said, pansexual. I’m here to discuss said issue, and explain how T*ny being either of those things is offensive, and why so many of us are against it. In this essay I will…
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Taylor Swift and her pride outfit for Wango Tango 2019
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okay so all the actors have said they were told that Tony’s funeral scene was a wedding scene when they were shooting it right?
In an interview way back before Endgame was released Mark Ruffalo claimed to not know the ending before pointing at Chris Evans and exclaiming “he gets married!”
On Jimmy Kimmel, Tom Holland said he was confused shooting the scene because he looked around and went “where’s RDJ, isn’t he supposed to be getting married?”
anyway all the actors thought they were shooting Steve and Tony’s wedding scene thanks for coming to my TED talk.
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Tony: im baise-
Tony: bisaex-
Carol: it’s okay take your time
Tony: *pointing at pepper and rhodey* both hot
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Dad Tony is my favourite thing, to his biological and all his adopted kids :’)
Thanks @redluminous for the adorable sketch request!!, sorry for the delay, I had to add colour again haha.
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i can’t tell if robert downey jr thinks he’s tony stark or if tony stark thinks he’s robert downey jr
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My Aro/Ace Story
Ok, I’ve been wanting to make this post for ages.
I’ve seen lots of posts going around criticising aromantic/asexual people because the original poster misidentified as ace for a time and blames asexuals for their period of confusion. I’ve known people in real life who told me that identifying as ace was easier for them than identifying as gay. I’ve seen people make posts about why asexuality shouldn’t be introduced to people because then they will identify as that instead of identifying as gay or bi and will take longer to figure out their true identity. I’ve had people straight up call it a lie.
No one ever talks about the other way around. Growing up, I only knew of two sexualities - gay and straight. There was no in between. I was doubting being straight, so did that mean I was gay? I was bored listening to my friends talk about hot boys. I didn’t care when my cousins talked about the pretty girls in their school and pulled up facebook photos of them. I never got any crushes. A few people called me a lesbian and I started to wonder if I really was that. But I didn’t have crushes on girls either. So what the hell was I?
I had my first crush on a guy when I was 16 and I thought… alright… I guess I’m straight. I didn’t realise till much later that I didn’t actually want to do anything with him. Maybe I’d forced it. At this stage, I can’t tell. But back then, I thought no guys wanted me, which was why I had no one. I thought… ok I’m ugly. Ok, I’m annoying. There are a hundred reasons why people wouldn’t want me, and that’s cool. It turns out that lots of guys had a crush on me. But they never said anything because they could sense that I didn’t want anyone.
I was called picky more times than I can count.
When I started wondering if I was ace, I had people tell me I couldn’t be because I had so many celebrity crushes. People could sense there was something ambiguous about me, so people started assuming I was bi. I was fascinated by a badass looking female bartender with tattoos? Clearly I was attracted to her. I was staring too long at the lovely cheekbones of a boy on the subway? Clearly I wanted him.
I didn’t. The thought of having sex with someone was fine, but whenever I was actually in the position to do something, all I felt was anxiety.
I got a boyfriend in college, and I was constantly anxious. I needed my own space. I never thought about him when he wasn’t there. I cared about him as a friend but nothing more.
I kissed guys and I felt bored. But I didn’t want to tell people this because then they would say I was gay, and that label felt wrong too. The idea of kissing girls wasn’t any more appealing to me. Everyone I talked to about my lack of crushes said I just hadn’t met the right person.
I found the word demisexual and I thought…. ok… I’m demi…. I’ve had crushes before… but not often. How was I meant to know what sexual attraction even was? I didn’t realise there was a biological factor. I didn’t realise that there were people who didn’t have to force themselves into doing the physical stuff in order for it to maybe feel good. I didn’t realise the biological component was what made people want to kiss at parties, and go back to their rooms with each other. There seemed like there were far more interesting things to do.
As soon as I identified as demi, I stopped having crushes all together. When people asked me if guys/girls were hot, I didn’t really understand how to tell them I only ever really found celebrities aesthetically attractive in that way. I went on dates and wondered how many of them I’d have to go on in order to feel anything even vaguely romantic. I confessed to a few people that I thought i was ace and I was asked how I could ‘self-diagnose’ myself like that… like it was an illness and not a sexuality. I read an advice column where a man called a boy who said he wasn’t interested in sex ‘cute.’ So I hid myself again.
Was I dead inside? But how could I be, when the whole world felt so so much all the time? When I was so excited by a holiday, or a new TV show, or a good book? How could I be when I loved my family so much, when my best friend breaking our friendship broke my heart? When people told me I was one of the most passionate people they had ever met?
I started mentioning the concept of asexuality to people… feeling them out… seeing if they thought it was weird. I’d bring up a friend of mine - an ace guy in a loving relationship. A few friends said they were ace and demi themselves and it was a wonderful feeling, but most people said things like “god that’s so sad” and “I’d like to sit him down and ask him what the hell is wrong with him” and “that’s so weird.”
The aro part is what started getting me down. All my ace friends found partners. Every tv show, every movie hounded on the fact that romance and sex were the most important things in the world. I had to actively remind myself I wasn’t broken. I had to actively focus on the online communities, the few people online who I knew were aro. I had to self-reflect about every single aspect of my personality to convince myself I wasn’t lying, I wasn’t broken, I wasn’t weird.
I can only imagine how difficult it is to identify as gay and bi, especially in different countries and communities. I know the struggles are many and that they’re terrible. I’m sure the heartbreak and pain is more than I can even imagine. But please… don’t stop educating people about asexuality just because some people misidentified with it. Even in a ‘conservative’ country like my own, I felt the pressure of conforming to those around me.
I’m finally in a place where I’m happy, where I’m actually proud of my sexuality and the advantages it brings to my life, and I never want other ace and aro people to go through the internal struggles that I did.
Asexuality and Aromanticism isn’t a lie, and please never treat it like it is one.
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Lancelot was always really nice and good when it came to knowing Merlin had magic but you can fucking bet Gwaine would have gone batshit fucking ballistic with the news. He’d poison himself just to see if Merlin could cure him. Arthur’s head would be shaved bald every night just so merlin had regrow it before he woke up. He’d eat a goddamn torch and set himself on fire, shave off one of Gaius’s eyebrows, and take every door off the hinges and hide them all one night. One day he broke every fucking window in the castle in december and merlin woke up wondering why the hell his nipples could cut glass before realizing that Drunken Bitch Knight™️ was at it again. Gwaine would hold his crossbow up to the sky, shoot God in the face, and ask merlin to pull it out
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