#literally every single one of them

[yjposting]

all of them

[alienbaby]

guardians of the galaxy - the most autistic people in the universe

[endeverous]

one more bra attempt tried and failed

(colossal sigh like a hurricane gust)

one day. one day, please.

[actiniumwrites]

i just realized that in all my full length fics/oneshots there’s a recurring theme of the character (and sometimes reader) struggling to accept something

idk what that says about me but 💀

[thefloatingstone]

Appleseed PDA montage to save you from reading endless pages of unimportant politics that don't amount to anything

also because I have nothing better to do, I'm bored, I'm moody, my gaming laptop is still broken so no BG3, and it's too late at night to start drawing after doing animation clean-up all day.

[spookberry]

endlessly entertained by their constant bickering tbh

[userjiminie]

come as a pair, do not separate 🦦🦦 for @bangtannism

[inquisitor-apologist]

Thinking about how, at the end of the day, at the fatal moment, the sunset of the Republic, it wasn’t Yoda, or Obi-Wan, or even the Chosen One himself standing in the way of Palpatine. It was Mace Windu.

Mace Windu, the inventor of Vaapad and Master of Form VII, the Jedi's strongest duelist, the only person to ever defeat Palpatine in combat. Mace Windu, Master of the Jedi Council and the youngest Master ever appointed to it, the revered leader of the Order. Mace Windu, who forgave even those who tried to kill him, who risked his life over and over again for his troops, who, after 3 years of desperate war, tried to negotiate with battle droids. Mace Windu, who knew the clones were created by the Sith and chose to trust them, who saw every Shatterpoint in the Republic, and loved it still, and fought for it until his last breath, until he was betrayed by Anakin, who he believed in and trusted despite everything.

Mace Windu, High General and hero of the Republic, the embodiment of the Light, the last and greatest champion of the Order, the best Jedi to ever live.

[gunsatthaphan]

kluen: *breathes* phum: so you've chosen death.

[all-or-nothing-baby]

unlucky traumatised arseholes somehow managing to find each other against all odds in a world of molten shit is my sexuality actually

[kaiserouo]

(1/?, prev)

corpus & warframe

[fairweathermyth]

GROSSE POINTE BLANK dir. George Armitage, 1997

[blueskittlesart]

Okay but which of the modern Link outfits are ones you’d like to wear in reality? If you had the chance, which like three of them would you want for yourself?

oh awesome a chance to brag about my fashion sense. see the thing is the reason the link outfits all look like that is because they're literally heavily based off things i would wear or have worn. i dress like this every day:

so. basically. the answer is all of them LMFAO

[ryansjane]

♪ Can't resist, just wanna chew you up ♪

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[imaybe5tupid]

if you see absolutely anything that has kabru in it. And are unable to stop yourself from making it about L/abru (even when Laios doesn’t even appear or is irrelevant to the content in question!) and reduce kabrus entire deuteragonist-level character into wanting to fuck laios. I’m stealing something out of your house!!!!!

disclaimer: If you ship l/abru and gaf about kabru and don’t do this then this post isn’t about you 🤓

[little-pondhead]

Oops.

While learning to control his powers under the guidance of Clockwork, Danny accidentally curses his own bloodline with the Curse of Sentient Food several centuries in the past. Originally, a witch was supposed to curse his family. Oops. Well, the Fentons were always adapting, and technically, either way, he'd end up battling dino nuggets at three am in his underwear, no matter who the curse came from. So he shrugged and continued on.

Unfortunately, this also means that out of nowhere, the timeline shifted, and some of his very distant relatives are now battling their food into submission at every meal because Danny is ultimately way more powerful than some mortal witch from the 1600s. His version of the curse reached literally everyone he could ever be related to for the last few centuries. Even if they were adopted into the family!

So, returning to the present time after training, Danny is a little startled to see some news clips of people's dinners coming to life and beginning revolutions. Wow, John Fentonightingale really got around, didn't he? He felt a little uncomfortable that now all these random people had to deal with their share of Fenton luck, but from some of the interviews, everyone seemed to be handling it pretty well!

Especially his so-distant-they're-on-another-tree cousins, the Kents, who contacted his family directly, asking how best to prepare a zombie turkey. Their son was coming for Thanksgiving with his new wife and some coworkers, and they just refused to make the guests fight for their lives on a holiday!

They invited the Fentons to join them, of course.