Ok seriously we’re not appreciating M'Baku enough?? Boy challenged T'challa, lost, accepted it and left. Then like 3 days later the king washed up on his shore and he’s like “aye I could use this to become king but nah let’s save the guy until he gets better” so now he has an unconscious, barely-clinging-to-life king in his living room, but he does everything to save him. Then the servants of that king show up, offer him the throne and the Black Panther serum which would pretty much make him invincible, and what does he do? Does he go “Mhm ok niiice” and accept it, thus becoming rightful king? Nope! He shows them the dying T'challa, who they bring back to life with the serum and leave. They ask for his army, but he doesn’t want to risk his people, but in the end realises they should stick together so he barges into the battle like the fucking Icon™ he is ok I just love M'Baku let’s give him the appreciation he deserves
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M'baku is the personification of honour imo. You won’t find a defeated warrior with pride and honour like his that easy. Respecting his rival, the needs of his people and Wakanda itself??? Putting all that over his ego???? Someone raised that man right yo.
At the same time, we can’t forget T’Challa’s role in all this. He had M’Baku at his mercy, and could have easily killed him or gone out of his way to humiliate him. Instead he treated him as a fellow warrior with honor, and assured him that he respected his leadership of his tribe. That very much planted the seeds of M’Baku’s respect for him, and wound up serving as his own salvation.
It’s the rarest of unicorns - two competing alpha males whose masculinity isn’t toxic.
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flower dew - gentle blush, soft sweaters, pastel coffee mug, studio ghibli, vintage mirrors, swans on a lake, collecting little mementos from adventures and golden days, bubble tea and washi tape
forest snow - the smell of books, handstitched scarves and winter coats, passion for knowledge, gentle soul, always thinking about challenging questions, more introverted than they seem
misty dawns - feeling lost but going with the motions, dreams of becoming their best self but don’t know how, finding new places to escape from reality, lives for the small things, oversized jumpers
rainy evenings - soft radios, watching blurred outlines of people from a rain spilled window, lying in bed thinking about everything and nothing, loneliness but also somewhat content in isolation
sunset breezes - eating fruits on the balcony, living by the ocean, roses in their hair, hopeless romantic, collector of pretty words and thoughts, rose-coloured glasses and soft ripples on the water
daisy fields - alternative music, sunflower paintings, drawing flowers on someone’s arm, striped socks, peaches and granola, fuzzy sweaters, embroidered roses, glitter on their skin, scribbles in notebooks
storm clouds - evening drives, walking alone, living for the thrill, 2am calls, leather jackets, listening to the same song on repeat because it brings someone closer to you, soft heart full of love but a bit broken
I have this really important Headcanon where Remus gets to Hogwarts and has no idea how being around people works, since he’s been isolated from people outside his parents practically his whole life. So you can imagine this scrawny little boy with brown curls and skin pale as paper, with this massive red cardigan over his robes and muddy boots with a pink and green bandaid over the bridge of his nose, of course he has no idea how to tie a tie, so he wears it in a bow instead.
So this goofball walks into his very first potions class and his hand shoots up at the very first question, and he stands up and rambles on for about ten minutes about the pros and cons of using mandrake leaves. (having already read through all of the text books,) and you can be sure he isn’t shy with swear words because by age 11 Remus has read every book in the house and has a pretty large vocabulary, and when he’s done he sits down and Sirius black and James potter stand up and applaud him because goddamn, this nerd just said “fucking rare as shit” to a teacher, who is this. All while slughorn has never looked more constipated in his life.
posts like this are why i still log on to this website tbh
This blog will not be posting jumpscares this Halloween season.
but it will be posting updates from the skeleton war meme so watch out
all these fuckin teenagers and their tiny-ass text and themes fuck off i’m not legolas
"what do your elf-eyes see, legolas"
"pastel grunge"
People are already getting excited about Halloween and by people I mean me
like you know why girls steal their boyfriend’s sweaters? because a $20 sweater for y’all is nicely designed, good colour, provides warmth and lasts through washes but $20 girls sweaters are some gross pastel shit with short hems and short sleeves and get worn out after one spin cycle and they’re thin as shit
