Borne of the Styx

In Gwen’s backstory scene you can see the shadow of her beating up Green Goblin right?

Now if you pay attention to the Green Goblin’s shadow you can see it turning into a man like this;

This is Peter Parker, in Gwen’s universe Peter Parker is her best friend and also the Green Goblin

You can even see the green blue scales left on his body after he is back to his normal state

And you can see the look of terror on Gwen’s face after she realizes what she has done, and they don’t even show her face

Then later when Peter meets MJ in the restaurant Gwen tells Peter that “it’s not your MJ, trust me I’ve been there”

She is directly talking about him, right in front of him, and he doesn’t even know it

Gwen goes through the entire movie having to look at Peter B. Parker and remember that she killed her Peter

oh my god this is beautiful

edit: it didn’t attach the artist info

that way we know we’re from tumblr without revealing anything

I’m just going to say this to strangers until i find a tumblr person

must keep reblogering!! Im going to be so suspicious if any one tells me this now!

Remember the answer is: I stole them from the president.

But this… This is something else.

The rapidity of a meme’s introduction to its zenith to its decline is so rapid that in ten years, you’ll need a damn twenty-page manual to explain this. It’ll be as unfunny and hard to explain as jokes in Shakespeare plays, except even more inexplicable because fuck, at least Shakespeare’s jokes are usually about anal or fucking your mother, good wholesome sex jokes we can all get behind.

ok let me see if i can break this down easily. YMCA is the easiest place to start - the song itself has become a meme over time with people changing the lyrics to reference other pop cultural events. so YMCA is meme one (1)

this first lyric replacement (”take the breadsticks and run”) is a reference to the tumblr meme ‘stuffing breadsticks into my purse’. i think everyone remembers that one so i wont bother to explain it. that’s meme two (2)

“man door hand hook car door” is a meme of its own, a creepypasta from i dont remember when. it was a terrible stupid retelling of the generic ‘stuck in a car while hook handed man tries to kill us’ story so the stupid title caught on for memorability. that in and of itself is meme three (3)

‘gun’ is… yeah i dont know how to explain gun. long story short you add gun to the end of a phrase instead of what you expect the last word to be. its shock funny. its everywhere but its popular to add to “man door hand hook car door” for.. some reason? gun is meme four (4)

and the thing is, this four meme combo is something thats gone around before. meme combos are, itself, a meme. which means taking this meme combo and mixing in another meme actually becomes meme five (5)

which leaves us at loss.jpg. loss.jpg was a terrible bad comic supposed to be about some tragic event, but it was presented so poorly literally no one takes it seriously, and for some reason recreating the four-panel setup has become popular. so thats meme six (6)

Brain: Percy…but with more tats.

mu

[The calm before the climax. Adam has been gifted an amulet which allows him to stay transformed into a human.]

Adam and Gretel swept past Giovanni [Puss In Boots]. The cat’s nose touched his boots as he graciously said, “In bocca al lupo.”

Adam slowed to a halt before donning a grim smile. “Yeah, all right.”

“What did he say?” Gretel whispered.

“Go into the mouth of the wolf.”

“It’s just an expression, Signore,” said the cat hastily. “It means ‘good luck’.”

“Still.” To the surprise of everyone, Adam crouched down and removed his heavy royal cloak, wrapping it around the shoulders of the cat, until the fabric covered the entire creature from the neck down. 

Giovanni blinked before asking, “Why have you given me this?”

“Well, just because I’m no longer your prince, that doesn’t mean that I won’t enforce the basic laws of decency,” Adam said, his smile growing. “Now, I don’t commend your actions, but nobody should be at the ire end of a fairy. I happen to be at the ire end of several, one of whom has the biggest heart out of anyone I’ve ever met. I certainly don’t deserve that blessing and it should go to someone who does. Despite what Hansel wanted me to believe, I’m ninety-nine percent sure that Mrs. Rabbit is, in fact, a rabbit. So, that leaves you.”

The former prince reached up and unclasped the rope, letting the amulet fall into his already-transforming hands. He only had a few seconds to tie the rope around the cat’s neck. The gasping pub-dwellers raced forward, crowding the scene. Robin and Gretel pushed through, their jaws dropping as they took in the sight. Beast was licking his paw in an effort to avoid smirking at the bewildered boy who was lost in a sea of robes. The child looked at his hands, then felt his face, then faced his gaping sister. “Robin?”

“Gio!”

The siblings tightly embraced as the rest of the pub looked on. Gretel affectionately scratched Beast’s head, causing the former prince to snuggle against her. Giovanni and Robin eventually fell to their knees, holding one another, clearly having assumed that the day would never come.

Robin eventually turned to the wolf with tears in her eyes. “I will never be able to repay you for this.”

“Yes, you will,” Beast quietly said. “I have a favor to ask. I need you to break into the castle—a task of which you are very well-adept—and take as much food from the kitchens as possible. Distribute it to the masses. I trust Odette with all of my life but I’m not willing to put your lives on the line. Make sure that everyone is fed until such time that a ruler can divide funds. If the food runs out, peddle whatever you can find, as long as it didn’t belong to my father or sister. Even then, Malum probably wouldn’t care. Just make sure the items of Adam Adelaide II remain in ta—well—he would understand. Do whatever you have to do, sweetie.”

The girl slowly rose to her feet, the wind blowing her tears right out of her eyes. “Adam, you’re not our prince anymore.”

Gretel uncomfortably squirmed.

“Yes, I’m well aware,” said the wolf with a sigh. “I know that you don’t have to follow my orders anymore. Did you ever do that, anyway? All I’m asking is—”

“No, I mean—” Robin bit her lip before saying, “You don’t have to do this.”

“Of course I do,” he firmly said. “I might not be your ruler but you will always be my peasants. I should have taken better care of you all before. I’m sorry that I did such a terrible job. The other Adam would have known what to do. Come to think of it, Grand-Père Adam would have, as well.” He sighed before addressing the pub at large: “I’m sorry you got the runt of the wolf pack. You all deserve so much more.”

He turned to Gretel and asked, “You’re not going to stay behind, are you?”

She shook her head and he crouched down, allowing her to climb onto his back. The two set off, though Beast only took several steps out into the snow before he heard someone softly say, “You weren’t that bad.”

The duo looked over their shoulders. Robin looked minuscule as she stood among the older peasants. She hugged herself close, staring at the wolf as though she was seeing him for the first time. Taking a deep breath, she called, “You weren’t that bad of a prince.”

Beast gave her a small smile. “You weren’t that bad of a thief.”

—

Me, several minutes ago, upon realizing that ‘good luck’ in Italian also translates to ‘go into the wolf’s mouth’: :D

fallout 1-4: i have to navigate the wasteland, one or more lives depend on my actions in a hostile and uncharted radioactive war zone. i have to rely on my wits to overcome and protect the people i love or risk letting everything be lost