#A DEAD TELETUBBY……..

[chloesimaginationthings]

I CANNOT be the only one who thought this was a DEAD ASS TELETUBBY

IM GONNA CRY? I KINDA SEE IT.

[rudamaruda520]

[hobbbitor]

RED CHARACTERS ! 🕺🖍️

[beepbeepdespair]

interesting times on the discord

[averagemorrowindenjoyer]

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I gave her a redesign cuz I didn't like I used to draw her 😶‍🌫️

[someone-inthebackground]

i had a dream i was fighting somebody and my ultimate move was ending the world via waking up

"FOOL! YOU THINK YOU'VE BESTED ME? PREPARE YOURSELVES FOR MY ULTIMATE MOVE" (ends the world)

[10yearsofventuriantale]

Today is the Ten-Year Anniversary of “L4D TELETUBBIES MOD! (Left 4 Dead)”

[inked-out-trees]

CHAPTER 8: MAX IS DEAD

The hinge point is not the death itself. It's what happens before, and what happens after.

[west1rosi]

george really named the tully's out of sessame street: grover, elmo, kermit and oscar.

[snallavanta]

yrtwt and yrtt are so funny sometimes. i can't tell if they're being serious or not

[fairvstairs]

FOXES HEADCANONS!

Nicky watches soap operas when they are in the bus/plane/travelling to a game. The other foxes learned everything they know against their will but it's actually a good way to spend the time. Kevin keeps saying he hates them ("It always takes so long for secrets to get discovered" "Says the guy who waited years to tell his father his truth") but he's the only one who actually remembers the names of the characters. Every time an evil twin comes into the screen Neil laughs and points at Aaron . Every time someone lies about their identity Aaron laughs and points at Neil.

Neil has amazing hair but hates to take care of them. Andrew washes them with curly hair product, Allison cuts them (he lets her near him with scissors!!!) and Matt braids them during the summer.

Aaron can't study anatomy around the foxes because they scream "BROKE IT!" every time he mentions a bone they broke.

On the anniversary of Seth's death, the foxes and Wymack gather at Abby's place to have dinner together. They don't really talk about him but they leave one seat empty.

Neil found a injured rabbit during one of his runs, he brought it back to the dorm and the foxes successfully hid the pet for three weeks. One day they came back to their dorms from classes only to find Wymack there, holding the rabbit in his arms. This imagine becomes Abby's lock screen and the rabbit goes to live with Bee.

Matt is an amazing cook but Aaron finds his meals way too spicy. When he first said this around the others, Dan looked at him dead in the eyes and said "White trash," only to continue eating like nothing had happened.

Renee loves puzzle but she only does them in company so she usually sends a puzzle emoji on the group chat and whoever is free just goes to her dorm to spend quality time together.

Allison can't watch criminal shows around Andrew because he always spoils her about who the murderer is. He hasn't watched the shows, he just knows, and when she asks him how he knows he gives the stupidest answers. ("He was wearing a red tie," "He said 'good day' instead of 'good morning,' "He has a mole under his eye.")

Dan and Renee love Halloween and they always get matching costumes with Matt and Allison but not the couple kind. So far they have done the Ninja Turtles, the Fantastic Fours and the Teletubbies.

The twins wear each other's clothes on Halloween. Nicky, Katelyn and Neil are the only ones who don't fall for it. Neither does Wymack but he just lets them be without saying anything.

[otomiyaa]

Macarena

Deadpool x Colossus

[Fic Reupload] - Requested by yours truly, ha. The original had 700+ notes oof WHAT. Well even though this is a dead ship by now (?) and we barely got a crumb in the new movie, I'm still into it. Fic is from 2018 btw, oldie.

Summary: (taking place after 2nd movie) Wade is just out on some annoy-Colossus-to-death fun, without realizing how it could possibly lead to his own death. And now, what could be considered death if he wasn’t even able to die? Let’s find out. (Also on AO3)

Word Count: 1.8K

“Come on guys! Let’s bring some music into this dead house!” Wade turned on his music player on his phone and began to shake his hips. 

Let’s just ignore the fact that there wasn’t really anyone but him and Colossus right here, so of course he had to do something to lift the mood.

“Wade.” Colossus souned so done with his shit already. The metal man sat bent over at his desk, going over a pile of paperwork and had commanded Wade to do the same. Alas he was in no such mood, and would not ever be. He was all Deadpool-suited up, taking care of some music and trying to get Colossus in some happy mood as well. 

I mean, how often did he end up alone with his big shiny friend? Something fun had to come out of this, at least. Dancing was high on the wishlist.

“Just dance along! You already said fuck for me didn’t you? What kinda super hero does that, and won’t shake his hips to some music? Shake that shiny booty!” He turned up the volume, but Colossus just sighed and raised his head. Their eyes met. He did not look happy.

“Right.” Wade looked at his phone and switched to another song.

“Another song then?” House. Pop. Country. Teletubbies theme. It was pretty funny to just see Colossus’ annoyance level-bar raise with each extra tune he played, and Wade was just loving this. 

“What about - OH. I know.” He suddenly caught sight of a song and the biggest grin appeared - under his mask - and he giggled like a child. Colossus’ face when La Macarena started playing was priceless. 

“Turn that off,” Colossus said, his voice low and calm, but if you’d just look very closely you could possibly see each imaginary vein twitch in annoyance.

“Dale a tu cuerpo alegría Macarena ~ Dance with me man!” Wade began to carefully dance out of the way when Colossus slowly stood up from his desk and headed his way. Uh oh. Movement, people! This song’s doing it! 

“Que tu cuerpo es pa' darle alegría cosa buena.” Dancy Deadpool shook his hips sexily and performed every simple dance move. 

“I am warning you,” Colossus said. Someone did not like the Macarena. Wade snickered and Macarena’ed out of here.

“Dale a tu cuerpo alegría, Macarena. Whaaat? Will you go all Juggernaut on me and tear my legs off? Heeeeyyyy Macarena! Haha! I’d like to see you try,” Wade challenged Mr. fussymetal as he began to stomp after him. Oooohh. Metalhead triggered!

He danced his way through the big abandoned house, and just managed to slip out of some possible veeery potentially deadly strangling as Colossus only just missed him closely when he tried to snatch him with his arm, and he made his way up the stairs. La Macarena juuust continued.

“Oh! Is this your room?” He danced towards what looked like Colossus’ neat and tidy bedroom, and judging from the angry grunt behind him it definitely was.

“Wade,” the angry voice behind him sent shivers all the way through his core and Wade giggled sheepishly. Oh the adrenaline. Angering Colossus would never fail to make him happy. 

“Well if you won’t dance, just say my name again. I like it when you do tha -” Oof. He was suddenly lying on top of Colossus’ bed with a huge metal weight on top of him.

“Geez man! C-calm it with the burgers!” he huffed, referring to the enormous heavy weight, and he waved his hand with the phone in it through the air in order to avoid Colossus’ grabby hand. La Macarena continued playing nevertheless and with one subtle swipe of his thumb, he even got to turn the volume up a notch.

“Dale a tu cuerpo alegría, Macarena, heeeyyy MacarenAAHH!” That last bit was unscripted and that shriek may have damaged your ears, as it did to his own ears as well. 

“Tha- that tickles!” he cried foolishly, curling up around his phone to continue protecting it. Colossus blinked his eyes and stared at him. 

YES, Wade knew it was stupid. All Colossus had done was accidentally graze his armpit and ribs as he tried to reach for the phone, so he had just kindly warned him. Of course metal peeps wouldn’t understand that human flesh could be sensitive. 

Colossus gave a nod, which Wade did not understand, and the enormous weight moved partially off him for a moment.

“I’m giving you one chance to turn that off,” he commanded. Wade was still snickering in embarrassment and looked up at him.

“Or what?” Suicide that was. Suddenly Colossus used his strength for forbidden actions as he grabbed Wade’s arm and pinned it to the side. He didn’t even try to reach for the phone. No, he tickled him. Seriously? Can you believe that? He definitely couldn’t. 

“EHYa! THAha- no that’s cheating! STaHap!” Wade flailed and kicked. This was definitely unfair alright. He kicked and punched, thrashed and bucked but Colossus wasn’t even budging.

“Hmh. That is one very ticklish Deadpool,” Colossus observed aloud. Ticklish Deadpool blushed. Why did that sound like a compliment, the way he said it? This man had no mean bone in his metal body - apart from the fact that he was FUCKING tickling Wade to death here and he could definitely swear breathing was becoming a luxury here.

“Will you turn off that music?” Colossus asked calmly. He could easily grab his phone and do it himself, no, the beast chose to tickle him and keep tickling him, and Wade was choking here. 

“HAHA- gohoho to f-fucking hehehll!” he laughed. Colossus shook his head.

“Language!” He pushed Wade onto his side and began to claw at his sides and tummy. Wade uncurled and began to flop around and shrieked, sounding much like Weasel bumping his toe. 

“GAHa-fucking dahahammnit! Stahahap!” Define torture. Define fucking torture, well this was torture. For a superhero he was being quite helpless here. 

Odds were against him as he was pinned underneath a huge metalman and suffering from ticklishness he had forgotten its existence of. 

Vanessa only ever so rarely tickled him because they both agreed he was not that attractive when he was laughing this hysterically. Whereas this big baby here seemed to enjoy his predicament big time.

“GEEHaha! Not thehere I s-swear to f-fu- ohnotthere!” he was rambling, laughing, it was hard to make himself understandable here. Colossus had reached his upper ribs and armpits and was not going easy on him. 

“You sure are laughing a lot,” Colossus said. Yes, he was. Even with La Macarena continuing to play, his laughter was booming through the house, out of the window, everywhere. Wade seriously felt like blushing and was thankful for the mask covering his face. 

Still, despite all that, he’d rather die from tickling or be torn in half again (much rather than the first thing) than surrender. 

“There. Will you quit acting like a kid?” Colossus asked as he finally gave Wade a break to breathe - after what seemed like a long deadly while of tickling. 

Wade desperately gasped for breath, and he pressed his phone against his heaving chest. He then looked up tiredly at the biggest tickle monster of the universe and glared.

“Says the one playing ickly tickly games like little kid,” he retaliated. For some extra bad points he increased the sound volume to a max and suffered the consequences for provoking Colossus even more. 

“SHAh-Shihihiiit! Fuhuuuuck!” At this point Colossus wasn’t even correcting his language anymore, having given up on that. Kind of like how Wade had surrendered himself to this ambush here. 

He just raised his arms and arched his back, accepting the fact that Colossus was wrecking him with tickles and that there was nothing he could do about it - well technically he could, if that was even possible at this point. 

La Macarena almost finished playing anyway, so he just lay here, tears leaking onto his mask and his face growing damp from the mixture of said tears and drool plus some gracious sweat. 

“Ahahalright I’m dohohone! Hhahave it your way!” The last few remaining seconds of the song weren’t worth it, but Colossus was unstoppable. Wade never knew that having his hips and thighs tickled could feel this bad, but here he was.

And with bad he meant, it kind of felt not so bad, but very bad. Get it? Probably not. Never mind. 

“I am having it my way,” Colossus replied. He firmly dug his fingers into Wade’s precious thighs and made him squeal. 

“AHHah! I HAhate you!” If he’d just be a liiittle bit more firmer it’d almost be a massage. Missed chance. Wade felt his entire body burn and ache from this whole struggle, even his throat was burning from all that laughter he had to endure. Not to even speak of that puddle of sweat beneath his mask and under his entire suit in general. 

Who would’ve thought this felt like a worse workout than every single battle he fought? La Macarena ended by this time, but the tickle torture did not, and listening to his own hysterical laughter was definitely not a favorite thing. 

“I c-cahahan’t breathe!” he laughed when Colossus was busy scratching his tummy as if he were his pet dog, making him giggle and squeal like Yukio would. 

“I gave you a chance and you did not take it. Thus suffer the consequences.” Colossus was definitely scariest talking down on someone while tickling them to death. Ladies and Gentlemen, don’t be like Deadpool. Don’t commit suicide like that. It’s not worth it.

“What in the world.” Both Colossus and Wade froze and gaped at the door where Negasonic Teenage Warhead and Yukio were standing. Ha! Speak of the devil.

“Please let me just unsee that. I mean. Unhear.” Negasonic looked disgusted. Yukio leaned more into the doorway from behind her and waved.

“Hi Wade!” she said. Wade lifted a very tired hand, took off his mask for some fresh breaths and waved back.

“H-hi Yukio!” he chirped. Colossus calmly climbed off Wade and nodded at the girls. For a moment Wade thought they were done here, but then Colossus closed the door.

“Please, excuse us for a moment.” Ohohoooo! Was he going to kiss him as an apology for that horrible and unfair torture just now?  Some naughty naughty metal kisses? Or maybe a Macarena dance off after all? 

Colossus moved back to the bed, and Wade froze when he looked quite... dark and threatening. Not what anyone would look like before a kissykiss or a Macarena dance. How naive of him. 

“I never said we were done here,” Colossus said, and Wade could only scream and try to leap away before he ended up back down pinned on that damn bed and getting tickled to damn tears. Yes, again. More. 

“THis r-reheheally isn’t fahahair anymooore!” he cried. Oh this shiny man here really hated the Macarena, or so it seemed. And now he did too. Fuck the Macarena. And fuck Colossus. Definitely fuck Colossus. 

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[i-cant-sing]

The teletubbies have a habit of sneaking into the bathroom when first lady yn is showering. And it’s my favorite thing to imagine them just sitting on the floor watching the shower and waiting for her.

First Lady Y/n, sitting in a bubble bath while the Teletubbies sit on the bathroom floor like good dogs eagerly waiting for treats: so... what do you guys wanna talk about?

Teletubbies, who are perfectly content with just watching: 🙂🙂🙂

Y/n, sighing: guys, if you have nothing to talk about then you need to leave-

Tomura: no! I will- I will die if I leave

Y/n: no, you wont-

Dabi: yes, he will. I'll kill him.

Y/n:

Dabi:

Tomura:

Himiko:

Y/n, sighing because she knows if she even closes the shower curtains, they will start playing with razors and hair dryers and what not: okay, but you have to be quiet. You guys don't mind me just relaxing for a few moments here, do you?

Teletubbies, shakes their head: nope!

Y/n, closes eyes for 5 minutes and look again, only to find Kai sitting there on the floor with them: what the- Kai! What are you doing here?

Kai, scoffing: oh so it's fine if they watch but you draw the line at me? Wow, those are not good morals you're teaching our kids-

Y/n: YOU are the reason why they're watching me like this! You're the bad influence on them.

Kai: okay shush now. I just wanna watch you (boobies) in peace 🥰

Y/n:

Kai:

Y/n: or... maybe you could join me, alone?

Kai, instantly gathering the triplets in his arms and carrying them out of the bathroom: alright kids, destroy the house, set someone on fire, idc.

Kai turns back to return to the bathroom only for you to slam the door in his face and lock it: what the- Y/n? Open the door, it's not funny.

Teletubbies looking at Kai with rage: you're dead.

[wowthosearebigears]

I’m having Big Feelings about young elves in the First Age and I’m gonna make it everyone’s problem.

We all know the War of the Jewels was a cascade of brutality, destruction, and tragedy. The First Age was so dark it honestly makes Game of Thrones look like an episode of Teletubbies. And the thing that really gets me about the sheer magnitude of its death and violence is that it forced incredibly young elves to shoulder the fate of Arda.

So many older, wiser elves were killed. Huge swathes of generations of the Eldar were wiped out: Finrod, Turgon, Fingon, Fingolfin, Orodreth, Finduilas, Thingol, Dior, Nimloth, Ecthelion, Luthien, Glorfindel. And so it fell to the youngest of the elves to lead the resistance against Morgoth, specifically Gil Galad, Eärendil, and Elwing.

Elves come to maturity slowly, in proportion to their long lives. By some sources, they aren’t considered fully mature until they’re around a century old. But Gil Galad was only 55 when Turgon died and he received the High Kingship of the Noldor. It should have passed to someone else. It would have… if all the other heirs weren’t dead. At such a young age, recently orphaned after a childhood as a refugee, he had to lead the Noldor through the War of Wrath.

Eärendil and Elwing were only 39 when they absconded with a Silmaril and sailed to Valinor to beg the Valar for an army. They were newlyweds by elven standards, had very young twins (Elrond and Elros), and sailed West knowing the penalty for a mortal setting foot in Aman was death. But they didn’t have a choice. Mustering the Valar was the only thing that would save Middle Earth from Morgoth.

They were basically teenagers taking the lead in fighting an apocalyptic war. And they WON. But the cost was incredible—Beleriand was shattered and sank into the sea, unbelievable magnitudes of elves and men died in battle, Eärendil and Elwing were separated forever from their sons, Gil Galad probably ended up with elvish PTSD and spent the rest of his life shouldering the High Kingship (people complain about him having resting bitch face and being kind of a stern dick in TROP, and I just want to scream “Do you know what he’s been through???”).

It just gets me that the fate of the Eldar in the First Age was decided by adolescents who never even saw the light of the Trees.

[cherriisodapop]

Funny things my mom said while I was showing her the trailer for the new TADC episode and the merch

“I never really know what he’s doing.” (Talking about Kinger)

“Pomni has slices of pizza for eyes”

“Is Jax holding someone’s leg or a bazooka?”

*I told her that the DC vinyl records sold out* “oh someone probably bought a bunch to resell on eBay for 1,000 dollars.” (I mean she’s not wrong.)

“Oh wait that’s a girl?” *talking about Gangle*

“How many weapons is Jax gonna pull out his ass?!”

“Why does Pomni always look dead on the floor?”

“Zooble? Zoo-ble? Zoooo-ble?”

“Is Caine the new teletubbies sun baby?”

“Is Zooble they-gender?”

“Hey mom what’s your favorite plush out of these three?”

“You mean these two?” *points to Pomni and Caine* “because you already have the Jax one-“

“No I mean like in general which ones your favorite”

“Hmmm…. Caine.”

“YOU TRAITOR.”

*her fav character is bubble*

[tacticalspider]

love wins! it's party poison!

image descriptions in alt and under the cut

[Image number 1 shows the dark blue teletubby Tinky Winky as Party Poison from the MCR album Danger Days. Tinky Poison, as he will be called, has light skin on his face and the insides of his ears, and the rest of his body has dark purple-ish blue teletubby flesh, including an antenna on the top of his head, which is shaped like an upside-down triangle. His straight hair is about shoulder-length and is supposed to start out a dark blue at the roots and gradually turn to red, but I used too much pen when doing the initial sketch, so not a whole lot of the colour is visible. Tinky Poison is also wearing a yellow mask over the top half of his face with triangular eye cut-outs and three blue gems. His eyes are dark and circular, so that they can best stare into a person's soul, and his mouth is quirked into a half smile. Tinky's jacket is a deep blue with white stripes around the chest area, a small patch reading "Dead Pegasus," though it's barely legible, and stripes of red, white, and light blue on the each arm. Two small red strips of what is supposed to be velcro are also on each shoulder. The jacket's sleeves are cropped, showing more teletubby arm flesh and we can see the top of Tinky's black jeans as well. In blue ink, "tactical spider" is written on one side as a signature, along with the title "Tinky Poison" in cursive, and two speech bubbles. The first says "oh, yeah, that's my gradfather's paperweight" and the second says "uwu." All of this was drawn on an index card from my workplace. End ID]

[Image number 2 shows the yellow teletubby Laa Laa as Party Poison. Laa Laa Poison, as he will be called, has light skin on his face and the isides of his ears, and the rest of his body has yellow teletubby flesh,including an antenna on the top of his head, which is shaped in a singular curl. His straight hair goes just past his shoulders, starting as yellow at the roots, then blending quickly into bright red. Several parts of this image are kind of blurry. This is because it got wet, so we'll all just have to deal with that. I did not remember to give Laa Laa Poison a mask, so we can see his eyes staring nervously ahead and his mouth looks similarly concerned. Laa Laa's jacket is a deep blue with white stripes around the chest area, a small patch reading "Dead Pegasus," though it's completely illegible, and stripes of red, white, and light blue on the each arm. Two small red strips of what is supposed to be velcro are also on each shoulder. The jacket's sleeves are cropped, showing more teletubby arm flesh and we can see part of Laa Laa's grey jeans as well. In blue ink, the title "Laa Laa Poison" is written in messy cursive in the upper right-hand corner. I seem to have forgotten a signature. There is also a speech bubble reading "gourmet motherfucking fruit gels!" though I seem to have dropped the "u" in "gourmet" for some reason. Once again, this was drawn on an index card between customers at the shop of mysteries where I work. End ID]