My Least Favorite Trope (and this post will include spoilers for The Lego Movie, Guardians of the Galaxy, The Matrix, Western Civilization, and—cod help me—Bulletproof Monk*.) is the thing where there’s an awesome, smart, wonderful, powerful female character who by all rights ought to be the Chosen One and the hero of the movie, who is tasked with taking care of some generally ineffectual male character who is, for reasons of wish fulfillment, actually the person the film focuses on. She mentors him, she teaches him, and she inevitably becomes his girlfriend… and he gets the job she wanted: he gets to be the Chosen One even though she’s obviously far more qualified. And all he has to do to get it and deserve it is Man Up and Take Responsibility.
And that’s it. Every god-damned time. The mere fact of naming the films above and naming the trope gives away the entire plot and character arc of every single movie.
This. So much this. I cannot stand these movies anymore, I’m so fucking done with this trope.
My favourite part of the movie.
Goddamnit, I nearly spit cereal all over my computer.
GotG 2 looking pretty good so far.
So, what if instead of falling through the void and winding up with Thanos, Loki fell a little to the left and wound up with Rocket and Groot?
WHERE’S MY FIC OF THIS?
Twice, now. TWICE my mum has come in here and dug through my stuff, and then got upset when she found my fucktoys.
You would think she’d learned the first time.
Did this fic I’m working on just make me want Fandral/Jane …?
Where has cookie butter been my whole life?
More accurately, where have I been and what meaningless things have I been doing during the entirety of cookie butter’s existence thus far???
Anonymous said: Loki, this is Thor again. You will not do as you wish. Come home or I swear to Dad I'll burden your ass with my foot.
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Archive Warning: Author Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Fandom: 몬스타 | Monstar
Relationship: Kim Na-na/Jung Sun-woo
Characters: Jung Sun-Woo, Kim Na-na
Additional Tags: Post-Canon
Summary: Sometimes it seems like they could be friends. Others, like they could be enemies forever. Na-na is not actually sure which she would prefer.
I’ve had this sitting on my gdrive for a year, intending it to be part of a larger project that realistically isn’t going to happen. But I touched it up (been awhile since I’ve written anything in present tense, feeling a little rusty!) and thought it worked well enough as a post-canon epilogue.