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Is it a problematic age gap or is it maybelline (it’s both)
I don’t know why but this song give me Jonathan Crane vibes especialy the one from Rogue! The Podcast. @Voiceboss
"B—but... Snivellus is a death eater..."
Listen here, you little shit. For Severus, he got neglected by BOTH parents (and it was implied that he was abused both physically and mentally as well.), gets bullied by two boys because he wanted to go to Slytherin (who sneers back and ends up getting bullied), almost gets killed and Sirius nor Remus gets any consequences other than detention (Really? Is his life worth detention and not Azkaban?), James flexes it to Lily and Lily starts believing James over the victim, Severus accidentally calls his bestfriend a mudblood over the heat of the situation (Lily was about to smile, when James literally used scorgify in his mouth), loses the person thay cared for him the most compared to others (Which Lily isn't even a good friend, so his life is messed up), with Remus and Sirius not maturing (Sirius still calls Severus "Snivellus", and Remus and Sirius spreading lies like "Severus was jealous of James" or "Lily never hated James," when it's the other way around!!! James was jealous of Severus because he existed and Lily was his best friend!
Now his blood supremacist friends are basically recruiting him, and helping him on the way! Basically, the "bad side" is his good side! They are the only ones who "cared" for him when he needed help! He was a death eater for a reason, and people manipulating him because he was vulnerable is a reason.
The audacity of stans trying to make a hotter version of Severus—Regulus? Regulus is basically a walmart Severus but Timothée Chalamet dressed up in wizard robes! If Regulus was told as ugly, nobody would boohoo care about him.
Y'all only hate Severus and love Regulus because J.K. Rowling never made a Marauders era movie! Regulus is basically a blood supremacist with Voldemort shrines and posters who'd call Lily a mudblood! While Severus is basically bullied on a daily basis.
You guys got to see Severus's good and bad things! Like him "bullying" children, but saved the wizarding world. Literally, maybe he targeted children, but so did Minerva! Minerva literally targeted Neville and locked him outside of the Gryffindor common room when there's an apparent psycho killer, and humiliated him infront of everyone! But we all never see that because we are in Harry's POV, she favours him—she only took points and she was apparently fair because Harry's BIASED!!! Just like how all Slytherins are portrayed because of Hagrid and Ron!!! She favours Gryffindor just like how Severus favours Slytherin, except she takes big points away (which is from Gryffindors she doesn't like) and when she's infront of the professors!
Severus is a morally grey character, and Regulus? We basically time skipped him, we skipped all of the bad things he has done while we never skipped Severus's, that's why you don't have a bad opinion about him, but really! In the Marauders timeline, Regulus was a Voldemort fanboy while Severus literally had stuff happening.
This is why you don't hate James Potter, you guys basically skipped HIS timeline and moved to Harry's, which Severus is portrayed to be this big bad bully until DH! And that's why Harry "Snape's #1 Biggest Hater" Potter's vision changed to "Snape's #1 Biggest Defender", just like how his vision changed from "My father is a great man" to "I fucking hate my own father".
But you guys are so deep into these fanfics like CR (Crimson Rivers) or ATYD (All the Young Dudes) that you all forget about canon lore! He physically assaulted, sexually assaulted, and mentally exhausted Severus! We're not throwing the SA word around, because lets think of this:
———
Lily let out a stream of mixed swearwords and hexes, but her wand being ten feet away, nothing happened.
“Wash out your mouth,” said James coldly. “Scourgify!”
Pink soap bubbles streamed from Lily’s mouth at once; the froth was covering her lips, making her gag, choking her —
“Leave her ALONE!”
James and Sirius looked around. James’s free hand jumped to his hair again.
It was one of the boys from the lake edge. He had black hair that fell to his shoulders and startlingly onyx eyes.
“All right, Snape?” said James, and the tone of his voice was suddenly pleasant, deeper, more mature.
“Leave her alone,” Severus repeated. He was looking at James with every sign of great dislike. “What’s she done to you?”
“Well,” said James, appearing to deliberate the point, “it’s more the fact that she exists, if you know what I mean...”
Many of the surrounding watchers laughed, Sirius and Wormtail included, but Lupin, still apparently intent on his book, didn’t, and neither did Severus.
“You think you’re funny,” he said coldly. “But you’re just an arrogant, bullying toerag, Potter. Leave her alone."
Behind her, the Impediment Jinx was wearing off. Lily was beginning to inch toward her fallen wand, spitting out soapsuds as he crawled.
“Bad luck, Prongs,” said Sirius briskly, turning back to Evans. “OY!”
But too late; Lily had directed her wand straight at James; there was a flash of light and a gash appeared on the side of James’s face, spattering his robes with blood.
James whirled about; a second flash of light later, Lily was hanging upside down in the air, her robes falling over her head to reveal skinny legs and a skirt.
Many people in the small crowd watching cheered. Sirius, James, and Wormtail roared with laughter. Severus, whose furious expression had twitched for an instant as though he was going to smile, said, “Let her down!”
“Certainly,” said James and he jerked his wand upward. Evans fell into a crumpled heap on the ground.
Disentangling herself from her robes, she got quickly to her feet, wand up, but Sirius said, “Petrificus Totalus!” and Lily keeled over again at once, rigid as a board.
“LEAVE HER ALONE!” Severus shouted. He had his own wand out now. James and Sirius eyed it warily.
“Ah, Snape, don’t make me hex you,” said James earnestly.
“Take the curse off her, then!”
James sighed deeply, then turned to Lily and muttered the countercurse.
“There you go,” he said, as Lily struggled to her feet again, “you’re lucky Snape was here, Evans —”
“I don’t need help from filthy little Mudbloods like him!" (Severus is canonically a Mudblood because he has dirty blood—Muggle blood)
Severus blinked.
“Fine,” he said coolly. “I won’t bother in future. And I’d wash your skirt if I were you, Evans.”
“Apologize to Snape!” James roared at Evans, his wand pointed threateningly at her.
“I don’t want you to make her apologize,” Severus shouted, rounding on James. “You’re as bad as she is.”
“What?” yelped James. “I’d NEVER call you a — you-know-what!”
“[...], walking down corridors and hexing anyone who annoys you just because you can — I’m surprised your broomstick can get off the ground with that fat head on it. You make me SICK.”
He turned on his heel and hurried away.
“Snape!” James shouted after him, “Hey, SNAPE!” But he didn’t look back.
“What is it with him?” said James, trying and failing to look as though this was a throwaway question of no real importance to him.
“Reading between the lines, I’d say he thinks you’re a bit conceited, mate,” said Sirius.
“Right,” said James, who looked furious now, “right —”
There was another flash of light, and Evans was once again hanging upside down in the air.
“Who wants to see me take off Evans’s skirt?”
———
Now, let's see if this isn't messed up. This is humiliating! Why did Severus leave his female best friend when she was being PA'd and SA'd by a male! Why did he take out his wand too late? Why is he such a coward?
Gender roles do matter in this context, no matter if Severus considers this as SA or not, it's SA and he got his pants stripped down, but it doesn't matter, he's a boy isn't he?
If this was Lily, everyone would care, but no! It's greasy, slimy, old Snape, and he's a boy.
Sirius nor James used dark spells, but they were pretty much using hexes so it doesn't matter—they are basically baby DE bullies but Gryffindors.
Stop attacking Severus and start thinking about this, because he was just a boy.
A lot of people (Not all) cared for Harry when Myrtle basically tried to SA him, why not Severus? He was stripped infront of the whole school! (Not invalidating Harry's trauma), this is just so messed up.
Reblogging about my problematic ships and my funky shipping opinions to fully remind everyone in my blog that I do NOT condone purity culture!
No, FICTIONAL media created with FICTIONAL characters with fucked up FICTIONAL scenarios does not, in fact, dictate your real world morals, and I think it's rather odd for you to think in this manner.
Like, please tell me, what differentiates you from the early 2010s moral panic white suburban mom's that raved about videogames causing violence? Or those same conservatives that raved about a DDLC fan who committed suicide, thinking that the game was at fault for it? What separates you from conservatives that think that just hearing about gay people will corrupt the youth of today into the gay agenda?
In case you don't have an answer, here, I'll tell you: nothing. Nothing separates you from them. You're just as morally bankrupt, just as secretly ableist, just as annoying as they all were. The folks on the internet did not spend years debunking these flimsy arguments only for you children to bring it back up again, but this time with new corporate-ass rainbow coated paint on it. You're not special, you're not superior, you're a WASP Karen if one of them was into fandom.
But here's the kicker: even if you were to join the same spaces as the people who hold those opinions, they wouldn't want you, you know why? Because a lot of y'all are queer, are POC , are disabled, and to them you're nothing, they'd burn away all your human rights if they could, and they've tried multiple times, are currently trying to do so. You're not protecting anyone, you're selling your morals to the side of the argument where the people just like you actively fucking hate you, all while pointing your hatred towards the groups that actually are what you're supposedly trying to defend.
I'm POC, I'm autistic, I was SA'd, and I also believe that fiction does not dictate morality, I think antis are immature at best and harmful at worst. You're parroting bigoted views that have been sold as reasonable to you by the moral panic.
You want cringe culture to be dead? You want people to openly be weirdos? You want ableism to stop? Then stop being the fandom police, stop putting down others when they're actually weird, and stop dictating that others should just be "normal".
Anyways, I'll stop yapping now, antis can fuck off, enjoy the rest of my blog or whatever

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Mirrors of memory
The_Sick_Rose
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Summary:
Victor Creed have to deal with his memory and his past action. The x-man have to deal with Victor.
Chapter 1: Break
He spent the whole day waiting. He had been traveling for several days, from Harrisburg, Pennsylvania to Westchester, taking longer than expected. He had stopped several times to change vehicles and avoid arousing suspicion, ending up driving a 2007 Toyota Corolla with many kilometers to his final goal.
In other circumstances he would certainly prefer to take a bike, but his regenerating factor was evidently not cooperating after the last experiments that had kindly offered him. Normally he would never have thought to ask for help to those nerds with a heart of gold, but as they say, in desperate times they resort to desperate measures.
He was there, waiting. He had parked the car a couple of hours back and walked slowly along the road leading to the villa, remaining outside a highly defended perimeter. It was late at night, it was probably 3:00 in the morning maybe more, the lights were almost all off except for a crack of light on the second floor of the west wing. He knew it would be better to wait until it was completely dark, but after circling the perimeter and getting tired of his condition not improving, he decided he had to try.
He ran into the woods in which he was standing and jumped over the fence, hearing the alarm go off with a thin whistle. Some lights went on and he could imagine the infamous X-Men getting ready in their fancy costumes.
She came like a battering ram to the window leading to the kitchen and fell on the floor. Pieces of glass got stuck in her clothes and skin. A gesture that had poured gasoline on the fire and the pain it felt for more than two days became even more intense. He got up as fast as he could and got into an attacking position with his back against the wall.
This time he did not wait long, recognizing the smell of the cork and knowing that it was approaching and that he was ready for a clash, not that it was mutual. However, this time he would not act attacker beforehand, he just had to maintain the position enough time to find a space to explain the situation. He sincerely hoped for the arrival of some telepaths.
Before he saw it, Wolverine heard the roar, a sound of metal being pulled out, and the door to the kitchen being kicked down from its hinges. Without thinking twice, he rushed to the charge head down and shouted Sabertooth. He stooped as low as possible to execute an attack, his nails were already in the side of the enemy and his claws too close to the face for his taste.
He was pushed back with a kick in the sternum that made him lose his balance and end up against the wall. He saw the claws cleaving in the moonlight entering through the broken window a second before he heard them coming in and out of the side. He collapsed to sit on the floor, heavy breathing. Wolverine took a step back.
"What is it Bob? Already tired? I don’t know what you’re playing, but I won’t let you go any further."
A hoarse laugh came out of her mouth along with a little blood. She was really sick to fall off after one blow. He tried to speak, but before he could, the light went on and the small group that had arrived was already preparing for the fight around him. Slowly he tried to raise his hands in surrender, but a strong pain in his side stopped him in the middle.
He put a hand on the wound and saw it before him covered with blood that continued to flow. Between the blood-stained fingers I saw the person he was hoping to find. The red-haired frail. His vision was blurred and everything was mixed in a big spot. With one last conscious thought she hoped she would hear it. "Help".
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english isn't my fristh linguage and i did NOT have a BETA READER we die like Silverfox.
Mirrors of memory (ita)
The_Sick_Rose
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Summary:
Victor Creed deve fare i conti con la sua memoria e le sue azioni passate. Gli X-Man devono fare i conti con Victor.
Capitolo 1: Break
Passò l'intera giornata ad aspettare. Era in viaggio da diversi giorni, partendo da Harrisburg, Pennsylvania fino a Westchester, impiegando più tempo del previsto. Si era fermato più volte per cambiare veicolo e evitare di destare sospetti, finendo per guidare una Toyota Corolla del 2007 con molti chilometri all'attivo verso il suo obiettivo finale.
In altre circostanze avrebbe sicuramente preferito prendere una moto, ma il suo fattore rigenerante evidentemente non stava collaborando dopo l'ultimi esperimenti che gli avevano gentilmente offerto. Normalmente non avrebbe mai pensato di chiedere aiuto a quei nerd dal cuore d'oro, ma come si dice, in tempi disperati si ricorre a misure disperate.
Era lì, aspettando. Aveva parcheggiato la macchina un paio d'ore più indietro e aveva camminato lentamente lungo la strada che portava alla villa, rimanendo al di fuori di un perimetro altamente difeso. Era notte avanzata, probabilmente erano le 3 del mattino forse di più, le luci erano quasi tutte spente tranne per una fessura di luce al secondo piano dell'ala ovest. Sapeva che sarebbe stato meglio aspettare che fosse completamente buio, ma dopo aver fatto il giro del perimetro e essendo stanco del fatto che la sua condizione non migliorava, decise che doveva provarci.
Prese la rincorsa dal bosco in cui si trovava e saltò oltre la recinzione, sentendo l'allarme scattare con un fischio sottile. Alcune luci si accesero e poteva immaginare i famigerati X-Men che si preparavano nei loro eleganti costumini.
Arrivò come un ariete sulla finestra che portava alla cucina e cadde sul pavimento. Pezzi di vetro si incastrarono nei suoi vestiti e nella pelle. Un gesto che aveva gettato benzina sul fuoco e il dolore che provava da più di due giorni si fece ancora più intenso. Si rialzò il più velocemente possibile e si mise in posizione d'attacco con le spalle al muro.
Questa volta non attese a lungo, riconoscendo l'odore del tappo e sapendo che si stava avvicinando e che era pronto per uno scontro, non che la cosa non fosse reciproca. Tuttavia, stavolta non avrebbe agito attaccandoper primo, doveva solo mantenere la posizione il tempo sufficiente per trovare uno spazio per spiegare la situazione. Sinceramente sperava nell'arrivo di qualche telepate.
Prima di vederlo, Wolverine sentì il ruggito, un rumore di metallo che veniva sfoderato e la porta della cucina che veniva sdradicata dai cardini con un calcio. Senza pensarci due volte, si precipitò alla carica a testa bassa gridando Sabertooth!. Si abbassò il più possibile per eseguire un attacco, le sue unghie erano già nel fianco del nemico e i suoi artigli troppo vicini al viso per i suoi gusti.
Venne spinto in dietro con un calcio nello sterno che gli fece perdere l'equilibrio e finire contro il muro. Vide gli artigli scintllare alla luce della luna che entrava nitida dalla finestra rotta un secondo prima di sentirli entrare e uscire dal fianco. Si accasciò a sedere sul pavimento, il respiro pesante. Wolverine fece un passo in dietro.
"Che c'è Cocco? Già stanco? Non so a cosa stai giocando, ma non ti permetterò di andare oltre."
Una risata rauca uscì dalla sua bocca insieme a un po' di sangue. Stava davvero male per cadere dopo un solo colpo. Tentò di parlare, ma prima che potesse farlo la luce si accese e il piccolo gruppo che era arrivato si stava già preparando per il combattimento intorno a lui. Lentamente cercò di alzare le mani in segno di resa, ma un forte dolore al fianco lo fermò a metà.
Mise una mano sulla ferita e la vide davanti a sé coperta di sangue che continuava a fluire. Tra le dita sporche di sangue intravide la persona che sperava di trovare. La gracile dai capelli rossi. La vista gli si annebbiava e tutto si mescolava in una grande macchia. Con un ultimo pensiero cosciente sperò che lei lo sentisse. "Aiuto".
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do you guyz think twoface makes his own clothes or gets them professionally tailored ???
I just filp the coin, some whene it land on head he make them by is on and whene it land on head instead he get them make by a tailor.
spider-man villains are for the lgbt
And Andrew!Peter is totaly Bi, the way he interact with Max (Electro) is Amazing
Some stupid shit about Spiderman NWH.
I fall hard for green goblin, he was the dangerous villain and he is old, but the marvel DILF strike my heart again.
(Can some draw this?)

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OKAY OKAY OKAY I KNOW THERE ARE SO MANY FANDOMS STARTING NOW, LIKE THE SINK FANDOM AND THE TREEHOUSE FANDOM AND THE BLANKET FORT FANDOM, BUT YOU ARE ALL MISSING ONE.
SECRET
FREAKIN’
ROOMS
LIKE
PEOPLE
BUILD ROOMS
WITHIN ROOMS
BUT THEY AREN’T LIMITED TO INSIDE THE HOME
THAT’S RIGHT
THERE ARE SECRET ROOMS FOR CARS
HONESTLY THOUGH
YOU EITHER LIKE SECRET ROOMS
OR YOU’RE WRONG
I have always wanted a house with secret rooms.
My goal in life is to become an eccentric recluse with an entire manor filled with secret rooms young intrepid junior-detectives will want to explore to look for clues. I will then proceed to spook them periodically while wearing a bedsheet with holes cut out, and stare at them creepily from behind paintings.
Like Irondad, like Spiderson.
Fuck ragnarok is here
Commission thorki kids!!

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Movie Parallels: Avengers (2012) vs. Crimson Peak
for @shineonloki who pointed out that this is indeed the exact same scene
Srsly, he can not give up his beloved brother.