Okay update I’m no longer just singing the sound of music soundtrack to myself all day instead I am now actively crying over the sound of music
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sometimes you just need to be an american and eat some childrens' cereal that has colors not found in nature
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why do they always give Crosshair the ugliest civies🤨
Let my man wear flowing sleeves that fall off one of his lean shoulders.
Give him pants with slits up the sides as he walks across the shore with his long sexy legs to brood with a dopey Batcher by his side.
IT IS A TROPICAL ISLAND LET THIS MAN SHOW SOME SKIN AND NOT THE CHUNKIEST ILL FITTING GARBS THEY FIND IN THE NEAREST DUMP
I want him in DEEP v-necks and high waisted pants dammit!
I want Rex, Howzer, and Echo to visit the Bad Batch on Pabu and be completely dumbstruck by the sight of Crosshair chilling in a beach chair, sipping on a Pabu classic, Batcher by his side, and watching Omega play with the rest of her brothers on the beach. The sun is peak golden hour and Crosshair looks so good—
*staring into the tbb creator’s souls* don’t be cowards— give us Crosshair’s true form,, beach wine mom.
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Man why did my latest obsession have to be a 40 year old fantasy book series
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so a Yellowjackets AU where mari says something to get herself kicked out of the cabin, and she dies of exposure and gets eaten at the bachanalian banquet instead of Jackie, who LIVES, who's there at Shauna's side when she goes into labor, stroking her hair and letting Shauna squeeze her hand hard enough to sprain her fingers, who keeps Shauna calm enough she has a (comparatively!!!!!!) easier delivery, who is the reason the(ir) baby lives.
who finally, after months of feeling adrift and useless because she’s not a hunter or a butcher or a prophet or a captain (anymore) finds her purpose in the wilderness. who painstaking sews patchwork baby onesies and cloth diapers from the girls' spare clothes (Offerings, not donations). who makes a baby sling from animal pelts and backpack straps. who makes a rattle from sticks and pinecones and some light blue pebbles Jackie found by the lake one day and saved. who makes sure the cabin stays warm and clean for Luke Dylan (from 90210--they couldn't decide whether to go with the actor or the character).
who builds them another shelter from blankets and animal hides after the cabin burns down. who keeps shauna and their baby warm through that first terrible winter and the one that followed.
and one day in 1998, Canadian forest rangers happen upon that American high school soccer team that went missing 2 years back. they find a group of starving teens and a baby, a little over a year old, two of the girls wrapped around him--and each other
and when the rescue team tries to separate them the one with tangled, golden brown hair bears her teeth and Growls
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I’m deeply grateful that as a fandom we’ve generally come the same conclusion that from now on Neils fondness for smoking was because it reminded him of his mother smoking, as opposed to reminding him her burning burning corpse….
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something about eddie being obsessed with the stars. growing up in a place with no light pollution, just miles and miles of endless stars in the night sky. learning constellations and their stories, learning about planets and black holes, learning about the moon and her mysteries, learning whatever he can about the endless options of better worlds and galaxies that the infinite of space has to offer.
something about eddie moving to hawkins which is kind of in the middle of nowhere but there's still plenty of lights at night that make it hard to see all of his stars. he climbs on top of big rocks and trailer roofs and as high as he can go in that one oak tree behind mr. johnson's house because he wants to feel closer to the stars he can just barely see. he yearns for the moon, charts her phases and where she would be in the skies back home if he was still there and he can almost remember what it smelt like in the fields he laid in as he watched her travel amongst the stars.
something about eddie growing up, forgetting about his love for the stars, forgetting his love for the opportunities of space. he lives in new fantastical worlds of monsters and dragons that seem more tangible than his stars will ever be to him again. he grows up and feels like a falling star of his own, searching for a place to land while he burns up, burns out, fades to nothing. thinks he's a black hole, taking in more and more space junk until he feels so full of bad that he implodes on himself.
something about eddie finding the constellations he loves on a boy that he finds he loves even more. in his moles and freckles and dusting of spots, he finds orion on his shoulder and pegusus on the side of his neck. he finds corona borealis in his big brown eyes as they sparkle in the sunshine and cassiopeia as they shine in the moonlight. he sees the endless possibilities that space holds in the way that this boy makes him feel. he makes eddie unstoppable, a shooting star that's burning bright with no desire to fade away.
it's steve, he realizes one night as he hunts for hercules on the top of wayne's trailer. he's my stars.
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something about Clara and the Albino just makes my heart ache, and their relationship deserves more content and recognition because it’s so sweet
the fact that he loves her unconditionally and doesn’t care about who or what she is. he isn’t afraid of her. he just loves her so, so much.
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The Barbie movie was one of the weirdest movies I’ve ever seen, and I loved every second of it.
As someone who just knows a bunch of random Barbie doll facts and has a special interest in dolls, I had the time of my life watching that movie lol.
My sister and my mom were so lost with all the doll references, while I was sitting there geeking out when Allan actually said “I’m Allan, I’m Ken’s buddy. All his clothes fit me” like I was so hyped and at the end when I was talking about it they were like “I didn’t even understand who Allan was??” 😭
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sigh
mom’s back on the “jia you’re not bi i researched” thing
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random hc dump bc i want to
very not related to the topic but i hate the sun
SMM has gotten a DUI in each state, the police quiver before him.
Little Mac used to have a pet fly, he used to scoop up its eggs and throw them at people before it died, R.I.P Pet Fly.
Aran Ryan CANNOT type properly, you'll ask him where he's at and he'll say "the soup ugh maul cat"
Soda Popinski once used a fridge as a blanket when he was at a sleepover and got cold. (how logical)
Bald Bull once tried to run down a flight of stairs when angry but fell down & broke both of his ankles, everyone still teases him about it when they see a flight of stairs.
Glass Joe smells like cigarettes 99% of the time yet doesn't realize it, that perfume is not covering anything up.
Great Tiger likes to refer to his mustache as his dude.
Disco Kid used to have this very specific wooden chair he used to gnaw on as a kid, his parents absolutely hated him for it.
Von Kaiser has a really shitty singing voice, it's not much of a problem except for when its karaoke night and he's being forced to sing.
Mr Sandman becomes the least intimidating person ever once you bring a cat near him, he just melts immediately.
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i feel like many ppl dont understand just how unwanted i am and how deeply it affects me... my presence isnt wanted anywhere, and wherever i go i feel like im not allowed to exist. im never anyone's first choice. never the first favorite friend. never this never that. like im never the first choice for anyone, just now i almost got hit by a car bc the driver chose to not hit another person close by. they would've rather hit me than that person. and that's just how it goes for me wherever i go. im lucky when and if im even tolerated. but im not wanted or the first choice or the favorite. that just makes me feel so profoundly alone, like i dont belong anywhere or is even allowed to breathe the same air as everyone else.
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I hate my brother so much actually,, he ate all of the food my mom got for me (i had to beg her for it bcuz i cant eat anything else and i don't have money to buy more) and now i don't wanna ask my mom to get me more so i wont be having breakfast for a while until i get money to buy something i can stomach. I'm so fucking upset right now. and because he didn't take his insulin before stealing my fucking food, I got yelled at and threatened. he did this to himself lol I hope he breaks his fucking legs 👍🏾
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Are you ready to COUNT DOWN?
There's no WAY OUT to RUN!
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bubby, how do you manage to write, draw, and edit almost every day ON TOP OF working, eating, showering, paying the bills, shopping, socialising, and everything else??? you post chapters so quickly whereas I take like a month to write one!! how do you do it?
Simple! If I do not create I explode. Hope this helps!
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