Logan has always tried to do good, especially by those who he loves. And let's be real, in every universe he loves the x-men more than anything. They're his family for crying out loud. He might be an asshole with anger issues but he's not a bad guy, even the worst of his versions.
And Wade sees that, sees underneath all that anger and grief and tough guy exterior. He gets ran through by Logan's claws, being subjected to some very harsh words and is insulted every step of the way throughout most of the film. But his singular belief in Logan, that only he can save his universe, that never wavers.
"I know how to kill people for money but you...you know how to save them." Wade says. But it is him who saves Logan in the end.
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Nimona was the first piece of media i found after realizing i was nonbinary that spoke to me, i read the webcomic every wedsneday in my history class in 7th grade. Middle school was hard for me because i was one of two kids in my whole grade that was out as some form of queer (pan, i didnt come out as nb until high school) and i lost a lot of friends from it. But also from just being "weird." I tried to come out to my dad at one point and heard nearly the same line balister says to nimona in the new movie "wouldnt it be easier to be a girl?"
I am now 21, working in a library where i see kids gravitate more and more towards graphic novels and we have the nimona graphic novel on our shelves, and i have waited so long to watch the movie, that when i finally watched it, i could not believe it was not just speaking to me, but screaming to me. Im a nonbinary individual that loves men in a queer way, and yet has been a weird little girl outcast for things other people did not understand. I have seen grown adults attack children online for not being straight or cis, and seen them say it is under the guise of protecting their kids. In the time between now and reading the webcomic in my history class, i have felt so many different ways about my identity and my existence, and holy shit does the nimona movie speak to me. In almost every stage of my life.
N D Stevenson, and all the people who made this movie survive and be possible, you were able to reach into the core of my being and make me feel just as seen as i first did when i laughed about shark boobs in a middle school computer lab. Thank you so much!!
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i get him. i get him so much. i am the eldest kid and this is how i look like. the eyes, the bags under his eyes, the cigarette, yeah yeah that's The Long Suffering Eldest Kid Look™️
BUT WAIT. YOU KNOW WHAT GETS ME HERE?? YOU KNOW WHAT?? HE CHENG WAS GETTING A MASSAGE. HE WAS RELAXING. He probably just finished a whole day of meetings and doing mob boss things and then he gets a fucking call that he’s stupid little brother and his stupid friends have done more stupid things and he has to bail them out AGAIN because Brother Qiu would kill them himself if he doesn’t.
So now here He Cheng is. In his bathrobe. Outside. In the rain. Watching as his stupid brother and his stupid friends climb out of Qiu's carーwhich was actually He Cheng's and which he thinks Qiu probably damaged on purpose just to get back at him foisting He Tian and his friends at him. He Cheng probably didn't even get to finish his massage. He's having the universal Eldest Child experience of something going wrong the second he tries to relax all because his little brother is such a little shit. That cigarette dangling from his mouth is his last life line to sanity.
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toji with prompt 5 pretty please
( deadbeat dad /j. )
౨ৎ incl. toji fushiguro.
౨ৎ a/n. i KNOW what my bio says but i'm multifaceted. literally so in love with this deadbeat and i hope it shows.
The second time Toji ever felt love was when he looked into Tsumiki’s big, brown eyes for the first time.
Then the third came with a small head of black hair and the name he’d chosen long before he'd known whether his kid would be a boy or a girl: Megumi.
From then on, life was a journey for him.
Growing up, Tsumiki was much calmer than Megumi, who would fuss and cry at every little thing. His papa wouldn't read to him long enough? He'd bawl his eyes out. He couldn't reach the fridge handle because his legs were too stubby? Waterworks. His toy was missing after he'd been the one to misplace it? He'd throw a fit.
Toji would honestly curse himself for even thinking he could fall asleep for more than 20 minutes before his son would toddle into the room, promptly disturbing his dad's nap by pouncing onto his stomach or latching onto his arm.
You, however, found it pretty funny.
"Shit's not anythin' to giggle about," Toji would grumble at you, his beauty sleep interrupted as you laughed, glaring at Megumi as he clambered onto his father's chest, bouncing his bottom up and down and beating on him with his tiny fists.
There have been multiple instances where Megumi's been in a good mood, though. You'll never forget the pictures you took of him napping, holding his big sister's hand in his smaller one as they both rested on top of Toji's large chest, his hands cradling both their heads while he snored.
Toji is so bad at not cursing in front of his kids. It's a horrible habit, but he can't seem to grasp the fact that 4-year-olds aren't supposed to be saying the same unsavory words that roll off his tongue so easily.
"Fuck!" he'd let it slip a few times when he accidentally hurt himself, and in typical kid fashion, they were always around to hear something they shouldn't.
"Fuk?" The fact that Megumi was the very picture of innocence while such a filthy word came tumbling out of his mouth (and paired with a smile!) rattled his father.
"What's 'fuck'?" Tsumiki asked, barely much older than her brother. Toji could only pray you didn't hear that.
"Wh— not so loud! Don't repeat that shi— that stuff. Yer gonna get me in trouble with Mama."
(you indeed did hear and he got his ass beat later)
Calls Megumi and Tsumiki 'rugrats.'
He didn't realize just how little time he'd have for romance with his kids around. Every single time Toji leans in to press his lips on his yours, no matter where you two may be, they come running from around the corner (apparently, they'd been watching for a while), darting between your legs and making fake retching noises as they giggle at the scowl on their dad's face.
Toji's the kind of dad to lose one kid in the store, turn around to ask the other kid where their sibling went, only to find them both gone LMFAO.
Stiffens up when he hears an "I love you," or even when he receives a hug from either one of his children. Hugs take some coaxing from you, but he doesn't dislike them (he'd never admit it, what with his tough guy persona, but Toji's kids make him so soft inside.)
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