Wednesday: "Xavier? Do you have something to tell me?"

Thing: *signs* "NO HE DOESN'T!"

Xavier: "It's just that- I thought Enid liked you"

BIG MEATY MEN SLAPPIN' MEAT!

GUHGUHGUHGOON NATION RISING

Why do I always hit "kudos" at the end of every chapter of a good fic, only to get gently chastised for the fact I already left kudos.

I just wanna leave kudos for all the chapters, is that so hard to ask? :'(

so i just read the x-men origins: magneto script

love to see how this eventually became the love declaration in the water in xmfc

the banter....the BANTER

nothing to see here just charles and erik shopping for their new home together.

the 'land in ukraine' bit refers to erik saying the EXACT SAME THING to his WIFE magda btw. this is so crazy....

was scrolling through social media and this popped up. my ideal boyfriend? role play and flirty? how do they knowwww.

infold, please give your marketing team a fucking raise. 🤝🏻 THEY DESERVE IT.

Normalize goofin' around with ur bestie on whiteboard @thattripleabattery

No wtf, now im thinking about my fankids again

Round 1B:

where: bonfire at the cove who: @juvinile

“I’m just saying, Jughead went through more,” Bradley stated, taking a casual drag from her cigarette. Even in the waning light, she could see her company’s nostrils flaring. “What the fuck, Bradley? My grandpa was a fucking marine. He fought for this country.” Bradley shrugged and ashed. “Yeah? And Jughead wore a silly little hat.” It was around the time he’d shoved a scolding finger in her face that Xavier must’ve appeared in her periphery though it didn’t register as she grabbed it and wrenched hard against the joint, elastic pulled so taut it was a wonder something didn’t snap; his lips pruned like a raisin with the might of his wince, though she only let go when he panted something close to “please”. “Yeah, that’s what I fucking thought. What’d you think this is, Shrek? Christ. Pointing your meaty fucking finger at me,” she scoffed, unflinching as he cradled his hand. “I’ll bite it off next time and I’ll go for that mollusc of a cock second. Salted fucking slug.” It was at this point that Bradley noticed Xavier, catching eyes as she glanced off elsewhere, only a short stop away as he lit up his own cigarette. Nevertheless, her face didn’t register. She only left her cigarette cindering between chipped nailed fingers, eyes cold as an ice cube slipped down the front of your shirt in July. Her company seemed to notice the way her focus wandered, despite his grunting, still nursing his injury as he cocked his head to follow. Something in his face shifted, apparently pleased to have acquired backup. “You get a load of this shit, man? Says Jughead Jones is braver than the US marines. It’s a fucking disgrace, is what it is."

Anyone else playing love and deep space cuz I gotta ask if you walked in with a favourite but as you progressed you either got a new fave or you still like the one you first picked but got hit in the face with a frying pan by another character for everything else

Bianca: "Because even when we were dating, you never had the decency to leave Wednesday alone"

Xavier: "So what? You're her protector now?"

Bianca: "No. I'm just sick of your shit"

⟬ @clavicula-ovis ⟭

“Are we sure this recipe wasn’t written by a cat?” - [ From: Xavier ] - [ To: Mammon ]

Possibly the both of them on cooking duty, maybe Mammon was punished to help Xavier, maybe Xavier just wanted to lend Mammon a hand out of a kindness in his heart; that's up to you!

He could have argued that cats weren't capable of writing, but they were in the Devildom. In a realm where spirits roamed, books walked away while unattended and mountains remained permanently frozen over, it was fully acceptable to think that the words scrawled across the paper hadn't been printed by humanoid hands.

"Does it even matter what wrote it? We were supposed t'have all'a this cooked up an hour ago, and now we've got six hungry demons threatenin' t'string me up if we don't get his on the table!"

Mammon cocked his head to the side and toyed with one of the studs in his earlobe. "Actually, when Beel's really hungry, it's more like a hundred demons in one. So we've actually got a hundred-and-six demons out there waitin' t'be fed."

For someone that had been offered help, he was awfully demanding and ungrateful. "Get t'steppin' already! If they're gonna stick me in here without givin' me a chance t'refuse, they're gonna eat what we make, even if the recipe was written by a cat."

Then, under his breath, "if we tell Satan that, maybe he'll go easy on us. . ."

wait i just realized

Charles and Cain are both homophobic homosexuals.

I don't know what to do with this information.

Okay so wanna preface this me and my mother are like half way through episode 7. She's a small business chef and has her own restaurant so she's a busy lady. She had to leave half way through to go to her restaurant which is why we're very slow at watching the show. Don't judge us.

Okay so we have this theory that either Thornhill or Kinbott is the Gates daughter that "died."

My mum figured this out at episode 5 when it mentioned the daughter drowned. And then we saw the Mayor looking at the case file, I knew instantly he figured it out.

The show is trying to tell us it's Kinbott as the master and Xavier as the Hyde with it being unlocked through hypnotism. I'm still undecided if it's Kinbott or Thornhill, I'm leaning towards Thornhill because she knew of the nightshades location despite saying she didn't. But the major thing is, I think its going to be revealed that the Hyde is Tyler and it was unlocked via trauma, not hypnotism. Xavier is the biggest red herring I've ever seen in my life.

Both Kinbott and Thornhill have connections to Tyler, with Kinbott obviously as his therapist and Thornhill says she visits the coffee shop every morning.

I'll reblog this later if we're correct because 👀

This show has been out for weeks I'm sure literally the entire Internet knows but we're a busy family okay we could only watch it on nights when my mum doesn't have dinner patrons

I do think like. Obviously this issue ends with Rachel convincing Kurt to keep trying, to keep fighting for the dream. But I think this touches on something that’s not just a universal marginalized experience; but also like. Specifically in xmen comics, we see this type of exhaustion and frustration come up, but the mutants who express just wanting to live their life and not have to be stuck in a constant struggle for mutant rights are really often treated as betraying the cause (which defeats the moment of empathy displayed by this scene and others like it).

Xmen readers are expected by the narrative to more readily excuse terrorism and violence in the name of mutant rights than to accept a mutant who’s tired of fighting and just wants to live their life; who doesn’t want to constantly be held up as an example, all while (usually) experiencing an immense amount of tragedy and constant stress.

Sure, Magneto was right, but so many mutants are tired. Some of them are going to want to just… opt out of the crime fighting, world-saving aspect of mutant rights advocacy. And that’s their right. Not every mutant has to be a champion of the cause. There’s something noble in living a normal life as a mutant, too. There’s substance and value in that.

Sometimes the xmen mentality of “if you’re not with us you’re against us” doesn’t just isolate them in general but actually works to further marginalize other mutants; it pushes anyone who isn’t willing to go to those extreme lengths in the name of fighting an exhausting fight to the fringes of their community. And obviously I understand why comics fail to criticize this; you want those characters in the action, and you’re going to keep pushing them in that direction, because otherwise there wouldn’t be a story to tell. But god, aren’t some of them, just…. tired?