#Okay si

[thedemonastrophel]

Y do you tag posts with #rambles and #Astro speaks? Why do you need two? Why are you hogging the tags?

Because it sounds like autism speaks and I think I'm funny

[paintedcrows]

*through tears* HER LITTLE POG CHAMP

[digitalcarcrash]

top 10 gayest marble hornets moments was the bit where tim was bent over behind his couch and jay zoomed in on his thighs so he could see the imprint of a tape in tim's pocket

(edit: everyone in the reblogs saying they didn't even notice the tape Really just adds to my point that this was UNNECESSARILY gay)

[kindaasrikal]

Kai except he adores annoying everyone.

He might not be the oldest, but he is the only one who is an older brother (Zane’s possible family not included)

He adores walking into Nya’s room and not leaving even when she starts getting angry. He’ll be standing there, poking her, laying across her knowing damn well he’s heavy, snatching stuff out of her hands, using that voice people use when talking to babies, all because he got bored and loves seeing her get annoyed.

He play fights with Lloyd all the time and always is the one who initiates it. Suddenly Lloyd is in a headlock, is getting thrown onto the ground and now he has Kai sitting on his back pretending he’s sitting on a sofa. “Man, why is the sofa talking??”

He loves to go into Zane’s room and act like it’s his own when Zane isn’t there. Full on laying across the previously pristinely made bed with his stinky socks on the bed and Zane walks in and promptly has a heart attack. He then grabs Kai’s ankles and does his absolute best to drag him out. Then because Dr Julien thought it would be funny and because Kai loves using it to his advantage, he starts poking in specific areas he knows will send what Zane says is small electrical pulses to random areas that makes Zane start giggling on the ground. So, tickle wars. Zane never wins.

Kai loves to take horrible photos of Cole and then show them to the other years later. In a meet up with Vania he shows her a photo of Cole standing waist deep in a puddle of mud, his face covered in mud, staring at a now ruined cake staring up at the camera with the most heartbroken expression ever. Cole promptly began chasing Kai around the room demanding he deletes it. Kai retaliates by playing a video with Cole sobbing over a romance movie about horses.

Jay has gotten sick of telling Kai no, you can’t touch it. Kai adores annoying Jay by asking if he can have something of Jay’s, taking it even when he says no, changing things when Jay didn’t want him too, etcetera. Now Jay sees his calendar say August 5th when it’s December 26th, wondering where half his hoodies went, questioning why his pants are where is socks are supposed to be and why his socks are now covered in motor oil. Kai also enjoys asking the well known and very annoying “why?” Question continuously when Jay is working.

[th3e-m4ng0]

finally finished the wfc trilogy woohoo

[evilminji]

Been Havin Thoughts™ >.>

About the Tragedy of SI-OC born too late to change anything...

About KNOWING. Exactly what's going to go wrong. Potentially how to fix it. Having a head crammed FULL of hundreds of authors of Fix-Its, Meta discussions, Tumblr posts. Uncertain that it truely WOULD change anything... but? Plans within plans. Possibilities. The options and ability to do SOMETHING. All there.

All useless.

Because... Because, you? You are a child.

Born too late too make a difference. The machinations of monsters are already well underway and it is far too late to stop that trolley, bearing down on you. No. No, now?

Now you get to make a CHOICE.

The needs of the many? The needs of the few? Yourself? Who do you try and save? Who CAN you save? From this sinking ship. This slow, painful, tragedy? No one's going to listen to a child. Not really. Not TRUELY. You are merely... a Witness.

There are SO MANY Scenarios!!!

But! For this? The one that currently haunts me?

Force Nexus~☆ under the Temple~☆! What COULD it do? I wonder?

Imagine it. You are a Youngling. A Temple Child. You KNOW what is coming. Order 66. The suffering. The Death. An empire built on the enslavement of good, loyal men. The genocide of Jedi. Every night you struggle to sleep. Toss and turn. Look at the tiny sleeping faces of children in you Creche... and you KNOW.

You KNOW.

Just as you KNOW... that no one will listen to you. You did try. Carefully. And you are glad you did. Your trust was betrayed. They did not listen. The end barrels closer and closer. The Force WEEPS in your mind, like a wound hidden in smoke. You... you have to decide.

Save yourself? Run? You could. You might survive.

Take the infants? Bundle them away in the night? You'd have to time it just right. Or they'd chase you to the ends of the galaxy.

Or... or do you do... THAT?

The thing that scares you. The one your not sure your brave enough to do. The one that... that would be JEDI of you? You are scared. Just a child. Thought... thought you would have longer...

In your heart... already know. Exactly what you're going to do.

So you sneak out. It's far too easy. With so many minders, away at War. Hang around the Senate. Well away from the Sith. You... you just need the inevitable to happen. Hate yourself, for preying on the Vode. Sure enough? Some asshole orders a good man to be "decommissioned" over imagined offense.

He is escorted away by his brothers.

You follow.

Let them grieve. Before quietly interjecting. You need his help. To save his brothers. Since he is to die either way... would he mind dying with you? You hate asking. What choice does he HAVE now, really? He is condemned. You feel like a monster.

When he asks if you are CERTAIN it will help his brothers, you think of the records you have read. Yes. Yes it will.

He does not look at you, like you are a monster. There is a grieving understanding between instead. You leave at once. Back to the barracks. Things left behind he will not be coming back for. Everytime you leave the temple, you are much the same.

Now you decend.

Down and down. Level by level. Past where the light no longer reaches, past breathable air. To the old temple. Long forgotten. Desecrated by the Sith. You are a youngling. You can not purify this place. But oh... oh you can try. Any spark of Light in this darkness. Like a trail of breadcrumbs, made of stars.

Down and towards the Nexus.

It rattles your bones. Aches in your teeth. Colors beyond color, time outside of time. Every step becomes a struggle. Until it is too much. You must be carried. Your trooper does not mind. Helps you stay present, attached to your skin. Luminous as you are.

You... You get there.

It Is BEAUTIFUL.

The Force is HERE. And Here flows the Force. Everything One. Your lines, simple matter, begin to break. How... how could you possibly care? It is... no. The hand in your's reminds you. Your reason for all of this. The Vode. Their fate. You look to the man who has become your friend. Would weep for him, if you could. But... but it is too late now.

For both of you.

You are One with the Force. And the Force is One with you.

In the starlight, the fracturing, of what's left of your brain... you PULL. The chip. The advanced aging. The shroud the Sith has pulled around himself. All... all things are possible, in the Force. ALL THINGS. Perhaps not all... with flesh and bone... but? With the Force? The... The Vode will be free.

What is distance, mere matter, to The Force?

We are everywhere and nowhere. Everything and nothing. Our power is infinte and killing us. And... and that is okay. It does not hurt. The Light... the Light is BEAUTIFUL. We did this on our own two feet.

We are one with the Force.

And that is okay.

[cow-wife]

can i come over and do goofy little poses for you?!

[popsicle-stick]

fashion.......figuring out things............

[trendingdrama]

2.01 Sweet Home (2020 - ) dir. lee eung bok

[thyhauntedmansion]

Just thinking about Bela and Dani and how close they were as kids, only to notice they have the same kind of piercings🥺❤️

AND ALL THREE OF THEM HAD MATCHING NECKLACES IN THE OG DESIGNS

Pardon me while I go SOB

[miutonium]

The weird nerd in a labcoat that you talk to every week at the diner appears in front of your door with a rose in his hand wwyd?

[neeeeeoposts]

sorry i did it again i made another fic... .. . ...

in short, its just a EEnE x Fosters Home AU (based off my Edd as an imaginary friend drawing from months ago)

there's more info under the cut or you can just read it idk👎👎👎

fic link here

anyways so if ur reading this, thanks!! i like this au and im glad ur reading more abt it :)

but anyways, ive stated before that this is an Ed Edd n Eddy x Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends AU.

The premise of the AU/Fic is mostly centered around Kevin and Edd, with Edd being Kevin's imaginary friend. Its just a compilation of mini stories where Kevin hates on Double D until he finally accepts Edd as his friend.

If you couldnt already tell from the drawings, i also have other characters included here too, heres a couple extra notes about each character in order:

If you havent seen my old post that inspired this piece, its right here so you can view it if youd like, but its just me fucking around with my powers of drawing. Its just Edd as a 'non-human' which i used for this work.

Each imaginary friend is supposed to teach their creator some sort of lesson in a way, for example; Edd (un)intentionaly shows Kevin how to be nicer to people? Or maybe some other moral im not sure

Adding onto that last fact, Ed is Rolf's imaginary friend who (actually unintentionally) teaches Rolf how to not overwork himself. Eddy, Nazz's imaginary friend, would show Nazz how to be herself and not a mask of what she thinks people think of her via Eddy's own actions. The Kanker sisters are just villains, but if I had to guess maybe its for Marie and Lee to appreciate the familial bonds between them and May? Finally, Sarah teaches Jimmy how to stand up for himself. Simple.

This fic is like a rewrite of the show, so characters are still 12 years old for the most part, and therefore will be no ships (because if you think about it in a FHFIF sense, a human character x imaginary friend is kinda weird....)

Plank is (still) Jonny's imaginary friend. And Plank is still a piece of wood.

I messed around with the creation of an imaginary friend for this fic, because I know that in FHFIF canon, if a child thinks of a friend it comes to life immediently based on their own thoughts alone, but for this fic i had to tweak it a bit, im sorry :(

Thats all for now, thank you for reading :)

[lavenoon]

@naffeclipse the bounty hunter continues to not be free of me, same as I am not free of him

*self insert is not a girl (he/she)

og detective au by sunnys-aesthetic!

[keykittygirl]

Cuddles...

I finally draw the raspberry duo!

Don't ask me the context cuz I won't give you all any 🤭

Only people on discord knew about it hehe (//v^)

So bye-

[fuckdanhowell]

their faces when they saw each other in their prom suits. ok. They really just. aren’t hiding their relationship anymore. Ok. they’re healed and happy. Ok

[lostlavenderer]

My considerably younger sister: hey can I wear your black jumper with the white circle

The jumper in question:

Me: 👁👄👁 yeah alright