On Battlegrounds, The First And The Last.

honestly?? peter is dumb as hell. like hes gonna fall absolutely in love w michelle at some point and have no idea his feelings arent platonic like hes jst gonna think he rly loves being her friend and spending time w her and making her playlists tht she pretends to hate and then shes gonna be home sick or smthng instead of at school and hes gonna spend the entire day worried abt her and decide to go bring her soup or some shit but realize he has no idea where michelle lives and do some creeping to find out and get to michelles apartment and both her parents are at work so she answers in her sweats looking disgruntled n sniffling bc she cant breathe through both nostrils and she goes “did you stalk me?” and peter cant even say no and now he feels rly dumb holding soup outside her apartment door and hes quiet for a solid minute and michelle jst stares at him while sniffling until finally she laughs bc hes so dumb and she lets him and they watch movies or some shit while peter takes care of her even though rly she jst has a cold and shes totally fine and after an hour or two, right before her parents get home from work, the sun kind of jst hits her and peter stares at her and it kind of jst clicks into place in his head that michelle is probably the prettiest girl in the world and he wld rly like to stay like this forever

Why is this not FLOODING my feed?!

Don Cheadle rocking this shirt while hosting SNL is EVERYTHING.

Thank you, Don ❤❤❤

i don't get why everyone is hating on ben :( he did nothing wrong

Ah yes

you’re right

He did absolutely

 Nothing wrong

to anyone. He and Rey are such good

soulmates. He is such a good, mature, normal

well behaved person who deserves the world :)

He didn’t intend to say it.

He’d been toying with it the last couple of weeks, rolling it around silently in his mouth, just trying it out.

(He’d whispered it out loud, just once, in the mirror.)

(Maybe twice.)

It was too soon to say it. Mary had only been dead for six months. He and Rosie were only sleeping at Baker Street once or twice a week. He was maybe two months into what would probably be a lifetime of therapy to cope with his anger issues and his betrayal issues and his trust issues and his sexuality issues and fuck, he had a long way to go.

It was too late to say it. He’d let so many chances go by. Even now, after everything–after Moriarty and the Fall; after Mary and Magnussen and the tarmac; after Smith and the morgue and Eurus and the hug–he still didn’t know what to do. Because despite “it’s always you, John Watson” and “the man you have saved” and “that’s why he stays”, John was afraid. He was afraid that he wasn’t the man Sherlock saw. He was afraid he never had been, and even more afraid that he never would be.

So he wasn’t going to say it. Not yet. Not till things were a little more…settled. He’d told Ella as much not thirty minutes before, and had felt certain about the decision the whole way home in the cab.

A low rumble of laughter drifted down the stairs as he closed the front door behind him, followed by his daughter’s shrill shriek of joy. He took the stairs slowly, wrapped up in the sound of their voices, so comfortable together. So…right. (Not yet. Not yet. Soon.) He opened the door to the flat and froze, his field of vision narrowing to the two people standing in front of the fireplace.

Sherlock was wearing slim black trousers (finally filling them out again after months of John and Mrs. Hudson trying to feed him up) and the deep sapphire shirt that had narrowly edged out John’s old purple favorite to currently hold the number one spot on the mental list of favorite Sherlock clothes he would never admit to having. He had Rosie propped on one hip before the mirror and his other hand held her favorite stuffed bee, which he was currently flying about both of their heads while making a buzzing sound low in his throat. Every once in awhile the bee would “land” on Rosie’s flower-printed pajamas. Rosie would fling her arms out in an ineffectual attempt to catch the bee, the bee would “fly away,” and the laughter would follow.

They were the most beautiful sight he had ever seen.

John watched a few more rounds of this, his heart expanding every time, before Rosie spotted him in the mirror. “Da!” She burst out, flailing one arm in his direction. Sherlock looked up, surprised, and their eyes met in the mirror.

“Not often I catch you by surprise,” John managed as they turned to face him. Sherlock’s cheeks flushed, and he waggled the bee.

“Bees, John. Very…diverting.”

“Bee!” Rosie yelled, and Sherlock handed it to her. She held the bee in both arms and dropped her head on Sherlock’s shoulder.

“Very good enunciation, Watson,” Sherlock said, and his now empty hand automatically came up to slide gently over the back of her head. “You’re becoming an excellent apiculturist.”

“I love you.”

John felt his own mouth drop open as he saw Sherlock’s do the same. He watched Sherlock look to Rosie, and then back to John, as if tracking the path of his gaze. John felt an unexpected calm begin to settle over him now that the words were out, so he stepped a little closer and tried it again.

“I love you, Sherlock.” He took a deep breath. “I have loved you so long I hardly remember a time when I didn’t, and I have been waiting to tell you. For years!” His voice broke on the last word, and he cleared his throat. He would get this out. “And now I have been waiting, again, trying to figure out if I can be the person you want me to be. The person you seem to think I am. But…I am, already, aren’t I? You’ve always seen exactly who I was, and loved me anyway.” He felt a grin begin to spread across his face. “Sherlock. You love me.”

Sherlock, who had been silent and staring through his entire speech, nodded. His beautiful eyes were bright and his hands held John’s daughter with unwavering strength and care, and when he spoke, his voice was quiet, and deep, and sure. “Yes, John. I love you.”

It wasn’t too soon.

It wasn’t too late.

It was what it was, and what it was was good.

And now.

And always.

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Requested by Anon ↳ Peter Parker + Symptoms of PTSD

PAPA STEVE!

Wow not gay at all

They’re so married :3

Babes

Tom and Zendaya are irl Peter and Michelle

Well shit's about to go down

D23 Live Panel Recap (to the best of my abilities, but I kind of died and went to heaven, so...)

Spoilers, kind of?

A Wrinkle in Time -Ava DuVernay saying she wanted the cast to reflect the real world -gorgeous makeup and costumes for Mindy, Oprah and Reese -Meg being told she has to be a warrior in the teaser -we all got free posters and Oprah shouted “You get a poster, you get a poster, you all get a poster!” -CHRIS PINEEEEEE (and Disney openly and willingly congratulating him on Wonder Woman) also he was adorable with Storm

Mary Poppins -Lin is adorable in the trailer and it just feels so magical and it’s gonna be great -also Dick van Dyke and Angela Lansbury are in it

Aladdin -they announced casting and they cast Middle Eastern actors thankfully (correction: the actress who plays Jasmine is actually Indian, sorry for the mistake)

Mulan -it is coming. that is all

The Lion King -they played footage of The Circle of Life and I almost cried

Star Wars -Rian geeking out -DAISY AND JOHN, SO CUTE -KELLY MARIE TRAN, YO -MARK HAMILL walking out and everyone goes wild, and he’s like ‘Who, me?  Nah…’ -Mark pointing to his eye, drawing a big heart, and then pointing at the entire crowd -behind the scenes footage -and I miss Carrie so much

Marvel -Kevin Feige and the fact that it’s been almost 10 years of Marvel! -bringing out almost the entire cast of Infinity Wars (except not Evans, but I can deal) -like, they brought out Josh Brolin first and then they brought out a round of Avengers actors, and then they were like we need reinforcements -and they were like how about some Guardians -and then they Josh was like I’m still feeling pretty cocky -and Kevin Feige was like, we have a Hulk (cue Ruffalo) -and then they’re like didn’t you bring a friend from work? (cue Hemsworth) -and Feige was like it would be so cool if Spider-Man swung by (cue Tom) -MACKIE AND CHADWICK AND ELIZABETH AND BENEDICT AND RDJ -BUT SEBBBBBBB (with his amazing beard) -and then and then and then RDJ is like where is the footage? -so they did this gorgeous recap of MCU up till now -and it ends with the exchange between Tony and Cap on a black screen (“How do we cope?” “Together.” “We’ll lose.” “We’ll do that together too.” (chills)) -CUE INFINITY WARS TRAILER -there’s literally so much awesomeness I can’t even begin to share it but seriously chills -The Guardians picking up Thor in outer space -Doctor Strange conjuring his force portal stepping stone things and Star Lord jumping from stone to stone -Nat’s blonde!?!?! -Bucky and T’Challa leading a Wakandan army!?!? -and this is the part where I died -because somebody throws something (maybe a spear? I’m not perfect, I couldn’t see 100%) -and then a figure in the shadow catches it -GUESS WHO GUYS -that’s right -it’s STEEEEVE -and the most important takeaway -CAP. HAS. A. BEARD. -I REPEAT. CAP HAS A BEARD. -NOT A FULL GROWN EVANS BEARD.  But enough. -I probably missed stuff -but I was a little overwhelmed

I got to the convention center last night at 10 pm (panel started at 10:30 am).  I slept on the concrete floor in line (inside, thankfully).  It. Was. All. Worth. It.