Wednesday Is So Fucking Whipped For Enid It’s Hilarious. It’s A Known Fact That Wednesday Doesn’t

i just finished a wenclair fic where ajax would call wednesday a little guy and I can’t stop thinking about how real and true it isahshdnjf?,!,&;hjdjfnn

JUST LOOK AT THIS LITTLE GUY !!!! ｡ﾟ(ﾟ´Д｀ﾟ)ﾟ｡

Dear Tim Burton

Dear #TimBurton,

Up Yours. I just went with a friend to see Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children, and we’d been excited for weeks (it only just came out in Mongolia). I even rushed to finish reading it before the Mongolia release.

Mr. Burton, the protagonist in MSHfPC is #Jewish. His grandfather is a#Jew. It’s a story about Jews and the monsters who chase us. A huge part of the book is questioning whether Grandfather’s “monsters” were supernatural monsters, or the real monsters of Nazis hunting Jews, the Monsters that murdered his entire family. Did he go to the children’s home because he was a peculiar or because of the dangerous peculiarity of being a Jew in Europe in WWII?

Yet in your film, the word “Jew” was spoken exactly zero times. You wiped away the characters’ identities. And don’t you DARE claim that it was an unintentional omission, because you proved that it wasn’t. See, in the book, Grandfather Abe often calls Jake “Yakov,” the Jewish form of Jacob. Yet in the movie, you changed that into a Polish nickname. So you can’t claim this was an omission when you and your team took the time to re-write even his nickname to make it not Jewish.

So Up Yours for your white-bread characters and white-bread movies. Up Yours for making the only POC character in the entire film the bad guy. And finally, Up Yours for taking away, yet again, the chance for us to see one of our own, a Jewish Protagonist promised in the novel, on screen.

AU - Lena Luthor Saves Krypton

Lena is somehow sent back in time and finds herself on Krypton 30 years before the planet explodes. Kara doesn’t exist yet. Krypton has no idea what’s about to happen to them.

Lena realizes that with her knowledge of what’s to come and intellect to devise a solution, she can do two things. One, she can save an entire species from near extinction. Two, she can save Kara from ever having to experience the pain of losing her family, her home, and being abandoned. Kara could live a happy life and never know the burden of Supergirl or being the last daughter of Krypton.

So instead of trying to find a way back to Earth, back to her own time, she settles into life on Krypton, becomes fluent in Kryptonese, and sets about with a spectacularly single-minded focus of changing the future - to save this dying world (and Kara).

She succeeds…mostly. They can’t fix the damage that’s already been done to the planet. Their sun will die and destroy Krypton still, but with Lena’s help they’re able to locate a barren planet in another system that has a white star. It’s brand new, strong, and will live for untold trillions of years (provided Kryptonians didn’t try to harness its power again).

They terraform the planet and create “New Krypton” using the dome concept that Zor-El invented fused with Coluan bottling technology. All Kryptonians are instantly transported to their new home that’s identical to the old one save for one difference - the white sun grants them god-like powers that are beyond what Lena ever saw Kara and Clark capable of on Earth. Kryptonians are overwhelmed en masse by these powers. Some go power mad and attempt coups and form radical sects. Others realize the gift they’ve been given and, with Lena’s guidance, Kryptonian society develops under a new mission - to travel the galaxy and offer help to all those in need. Not just offering knowledge and technology this time, but themselves with their newfound powers.

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when a hug is more romantic than any of the kisses

For science… 

It’s that simple.

Lunar eclipse/full moon tonight 😎 therefore it’s enid’s day

Tomorrow night? 🤔 technically morning rn ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ oh well

Dandelion (A Villain Story)

You stub your toe and the mind control breaks.

Your power snaps from the shock and the hundred or so clones you’d been controlling disappear with a pop! You hold your breath as the steel they’d been carrying clangs loudly in the cavernous room. You’re the only one in this sector but that was loud. If by some miracle nobody heard that, surely your abductor will notice you’re free any moment now—

Devil Eyes doesn’t notice.

You cover your mouth with both hands, pressing so hard that your teeth creak. There’s a hysterical giggle struggling to claw its way up your throat. You’ve been shot, stabbed, and beaten, but this is what it takes to break Devil Eyes’ control? Your pinky toe throbbing after kicking a stray steel beam?

Fuck, that’s funny.

You breathe in through your nose slowly. Only when your lungs hurt worse than your toe from how much air you’re holding in them do you release your mouth. You breathe out in six quick bursts. One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six.

You’re free.

Holy shit, you’re free! How long has it been? Six months? Eight? You know it’s not summer anymore, but Devil Eyes has had you working in the depths of his lair for weeks now and you’ve lost track of time. That’s fine though, you’re pretty sure you’re still in Arizona and there’s sunshine even in winter. Your breath hitches in your chest. The sun! Oh, the sun, you want to see the sun so bad and now you can because you’re free–

Don’t cry. Don’t make a sound. Assess. Act.

Escape.

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What is this nuclear winter Kara we are speaking of 👀

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