I have heard people say that men and the Fae are as different as dogs and wolves. While this is an easy analogy, it is far from true. Wolves and dogs are only separated by a minor shade of blood. Both howl at night. If beaten, both will bite.
No. Our people and theirs are as different as water and alcohol. In equal glasses they look the same. Both liquid. Both clear. Both wet, after a fashion. But one will burn, and the other will not. This has nothing to do with temperament or timing. These two things behave differently because they are profoundly, fundamentally not the same.
The same is true with humans and the Fae. We forget it at our peril.
Patrick Rothfuss, Wise Man’s Fear (via conjuringseed)
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can you imagine if tony called steve or some other white boy “honey bear” or “platypus” or “sourpatch” affectionately and then got drunk and redefined personal space with him on a private jet like this fandom would lose its shit but instead we all sit here like “I just see them as BROTHERS”
30 Day OTP Challenge - Day 5
Maya and Jay never kissed the same way twice in a row, but there was a kind of pattern to the way their lips locked throughout the day. Maya loved to pepper Jay with tiny little pecks in the morning to wake them up, and Jay would respond by rubbing their nose against Maya in a ridiculous Eskimo kiss until they were both giggling under the rays of light peeking in through the window.
Throughout the day, provided they spent it together instead of working and/or being in class, the kisses they shared had a wide range of intensity. One kiss might be perfectly quick and chaste (Jay loved doing those when Maya least expected them) and the next might leave Jay feeling weak in the knees. Maya liked to nibble at Jay’s bottom lip and listen to the sharp inhale that always followed. Jay liked to kiss the spot where Maya’s shoulder met her neck. The two of them enjoyed kissing in general.
They could both agree that the best kisses were the ones that happened late at night. Slow and soft, the ones where they didn’t pull away until they physically couldn’t keep going. Jay would cup Maya’s soft round cheeks in their hands and Maya would thread her fingers through Jay’s hair and they would kiss until everything else disappeared around them. In between these kisses were whispers of “I love you” that echoed in the quiet darkness of their loft, and by the time they finally stopped they were already half asleep, limbs tangled together and lips tingling and swollen.
Ant-Man star Michael Douglas has revealed that popular Avengers comics character Janet Van Dyne is already dead by the time the film’s main storyline begins. Douglas plays Hank Pym, the first Ant-Man and husband to Janet Van Dyne.
“I’m an entomologist,” he told EW. “I’m also a physicist and I discovered in 1963, a way, a serum to reduce a human being to the size of an ant, maintaining the strength. But unfortunately during this process, a tragic personal accident happened with my wife.”
Janet Van Dyne, A.K.A. Wasp, was included in an early draft of Joss Whedon’s first Avengers movie. In the new Ant-Man adaptation she would have been in her 50s or 60s, and mother to Evangeline Lilly’s character Hope Van Dyne. Instead she’s been given an offscreen death in what fans are labeling a #JanetVanCrime.
The founding members of the Avengers team were Iron Man, the Hulk, Thor, Ant-Man, and Janet Van Dyne as the Wasp. In other words, all of the male characters get their own movie franchises, while the Wasp is not only sidelined, but killed off to provide backstory for characters in the new Ant-Man movie.
The more I hear about Ant-Man, the more I want to wipe it from the face of the Earth. It never happened. It will never happen. It does not exist in the MCU. Carry on.