#SICK AND FUCKING TWISTED!!!!
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#they announced that they are continuing construction at teahupoo#growing up is learning that the olympics are deeply deeply evil#AND the french [derogatory]#how can you justify destroying reef for a couple of days of a COMPETITION#sick and fucking twisted#sick and fucking twisted!!!!#time to try to trawl maohi twt to try to find what locals are saying
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Do you think we’re soulmates in another universe?
#I AM SICK#THIS IS SO SICK AND FUCKING TWISTED#we won but at what cost#DID HE EVER GET TO TELL JINX HE LOVED HER#i’m so heartbroken#arcane#arcane s2#arcane season 2#timebomb#jinx#jinx arcane#ekko#ekko arcane
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Somthing funny I’m a huge atl braves fan ( my dad actually works for them and has a World Series ring lol) so when I saw tht u ( one my fave artists ngl ) i was happy ;) i hope u have a great day 💗
HELL YEAAHH COME OFF ANON SO WE CAN BE BESTIESS!!! AHHH that is SO COOL!!! i have been goin to games my whole life and baseball is like . my core personality trait LOL
GOOO BRAAVESSSS!!!!! 2025 IS OUR YEAR!!!!
AND of course thank youuuu heheh U HAVE A WONDERFUL WONDERFUL DAY AS WELL!!!
#let us pray and manifest together that max fried doesnt go anywhere bc tHAT IS MY BABY BOY AND I NEED HIM TO STAY#i need to prepare for the worst#sobs hysterically#the worst being we are getting rid of max ozzie and austin probably#SICK AND FUCKING TWISTED!!!!#asks#braves exhibit
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England is not real what do you mean you can’t get melatonin over the counter
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are. are you telling me that if the romanced mage warden dies and alistair is king, he deadass stares greagoir down over her dead body and grants the circle of ferelden its autonomy after ordering it rebuilt somewhere safer. first you have to deliberately leave him behind so he won't die for you and then he does that for you once you're gone, even when you're broken up??? absolute and literal king behaviour of the highest order????? the actions speak louder than words of it all??????? I think I hauve covid
#that's the hottest thing I've ever heard I feel nuts#what an absolute chad alistair continues to be tbh there may be a day when men fail but it will not be when he's here#like I'm very sorry to the blond chantry boy repeat crowd but cullen could & would NEVER!!! they are NOT the same!!!!#dragon age#dragon age origins#alistair theirin#alistair x warden#can u imagine what it must be like to be irving standing there watching this happen. you're free and your kid is dead. congrats#tried to free her from the circle and she's the sacrificial lamb that bought the circle's freedom instead. fuck dude#it does make for a very sad kind of symmetry that every time irving tries to get clever with it he triggers a monkey's paw situation fhdskj#I am replaying the game with my new canon (mistress amell + king alistair to save him from the da:i fade choice lol)#and in doing research I found out about this and had my world rocked. I've never had my warden die before so this is new to me#(my warden isn't dying in this canon to be clear she's going to be the reason no one would dare assassinate king alistair lol#nightmare bae eminance gris behind the throne/loving and supportive partner with a fade connection and a vengeful side#she's going to be like sam vimes tiredly fending off assassins as the watch books go on except she murders a lot more people back)#the way his voice breaks in the version where they were broken up tho... sick and twisted and mean to me specifically
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it’s the fact that ed doesn’t know. he doesn’t know that badminton kidnapped stede with the intent to kill him. he doesn’t know that stede was so filled with self-hatred that he ran back home because he believed what badminton said: that he defiled beautiful things. and ed is the most beautiful thing he knows of. ed doesn’t know that stede is completely in love with him and knows it now. ed doesn’t know stede concocted the most elaborate and ridiculous fuckery (with the help of his awesome wife) to fake his death just so he could sail off and find ed and be with him forever. because faking your death means you have no intention of ever coming back; stede faking his death was a commitment to ed. and ed doesn’t know that stede is waxing poetic about him and staring at the moon thinking about him and being oh so in love with him.
instead, ed thinks stede lied to him about ed making him happy. he thinks stede lied to him about how much he cared for him. he thinks stede just up and left, because he’s ed and no one good stays for him.
#I feel sick this is so sick and twisted oh god oh fuck#ofmd#our flag means death#fable’s stuff#stede bonnet#edward teach#gentlebeard#blackbonnet#ed x stede#stede x ed
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happy birthday silver!!
#fun fact: i hate doing bday art but this was NEEDED. i was a woman possessed. this groovy fucked me UP#groovy was made in a lab specifically for me. im SICK im DESTROYED its so good. he fucking sweeps. we win#i need silver to stab the painting and be so upset abt it i need the Tension i AUGHHHHHH#silver i love u. i wanted him to touch the frame at first like gentle ponder vibes#but its a museum thats against the RULES. i have licked a statue at a museum but silver wouldnt break rules like that#anywho. im on mobile but i saw i have an ask so i gotta reply tmrw. ty to the anon for ur patience and thoughts i rly appreciate it#twst#twisted wonderland#twst silver#suntails
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Do you think we’re soulmates in another universe?
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#I AM SICK#THIS IS SO SICK AND FUCKING TWISTED#we won but at what cost#DID HE EVER GET TO TELL JINX HE LOVED HER#i’m so heartbroken#arcane#arcane s2#arcane season 2#timebomb#jinx#jinx arcane#ekko#ekko arcane
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rip spock mural…me and my friends miss u so bad…..
#come back to us commander#drove by one morning a few weeks ago and my guy was GONE……. sick and fucking twisted#star trek#star trek tos#star trek fanart#star trek tos fanart#spock#mr spock#traditional sketching is so silly bc u just. u just gotta deal with however it ends up
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"I want to know more about you, Chihiro."
HAPPY OF THE END (2024). EPISODE ONE.
#happy of the end#asianlgbtqdramas#asiandramasource#jdramasource#dramasource#tvedit#*#faiza gifs#THEYRE FUCKING SICK IN THE HEAD INSANE MESSED UP UR HONOUR AND I LOVE THEM IN ALL THEIR TWISTED FUCKED UP GLORYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY.
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WAS NO ONE GOING TO TELL ME THAT ALIEN STAGE WAS NOT JUST DOOMED YURI, BUT ALSO DOOMED YAOI?
#THIS IS ACTUALLY SO SICK AND TWISTED. EVERYONE WHO RECOMMENDED ALNST TO ME SHOULD KILL THEMSELVES.#YOU GUYS KNOW I AM WEAK TO THAT. CRITICAL EVEN.#ITS MY FATAL FLAW. MY ACHILLES HEEL.#MIZISUA MAKES ME WANT TO KILL MYSELFFF I AM NEVER EVER RECOVERING FROM THIS WHAT THE FUCK#ALSO?????????#IVAN AND TILL????????????? HELLO SCREAMINGG WHAT THE FUCK /GEN#WORST LOVE CIRCLE(?) IVE EVER SEEN IN MY LIFE ITS LIKE THE PAIN NEVER FUCKING ENDS#THIS WAS TRULY OUR ALIEN STAGE#anyway#no one will ever hear from me after the bonus round because i'll either kill luka myself or mizi will kill him and i will die from happines#alnst
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To anyone involved with the production of the Menendez brother show on netflix honestly go fuck yourself in the deepest pit of seven hell 🥰🥰
#menendez brothers#netflix#Monsters: The Lyle and Erik Menendez Story#netflix show#no i didnt watch the show NOR DO I INTEND TO#do NOT WATCH THIS PLEASE#tw: rape#do you know HOW SICK AND TWISTED IT IS THAT ONE OF THE FUCKING VICTIM HAS TO RELEASE A FUCKING STATEMENT#MY GOD THEY SHOULD SUE
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#fnaf#five nights at freddy's#springtrap#y/n#fnaf springtrap#william afton#purple guy#springtrap x y/n#um!!!! um....#uhmmm yum uyum uujmmmyeah#*dies cutely*#I WISH THAT WAS ME BOIS!!!!!!!!!!! HAHAHAHA HPOU ALREADY KNEW THAT#i was originally gonna do more but i got pooped out#look forward ta that later bois new spacie era incoming#GOD I FUCKING LOVE HIM SO MUCH#I WANNA KISS HIM SO BADDDD FUCK#im sick im sick im sick and twisted im sicjk in the head and i will never get better#GRRRR OIUUOUOUGOUGOHGOHHG FUCKKKKKK FUCK FUKCUFKC#FUCIING EXPLODES AND DIES#spacie scribbles
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☆GET TO KNOW ME♡: [10/?] Favorite Characters
SPOCK - Star Trek Franchise (1966-2013)
I am what I am, Leila. If there are self-made purgatories, then we all have to live in them. Mine can be no worse than someone else's.
#happy star trek day!!!#also this could mean nothing and maybe it's just the scenes i picked#but isn't it crazy how the lighting gets darker as his life goes on#almost like. the end of his life is super fucking tragic because he loses all his friends. sick and twisted.#my posts#my gifs#gtkm#get to know me#get to know me meme#st#tos#spock#star trek#star trek the original series#s'chn t'gai spock#star trek gifs#startrekedit#60s edit#fandomedit#leonard nimoy#tos movies#st tos
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The boy stops in his tracks. “I know you,” he says, tilting his head curiously. He’s not tall, but he’s regal nonetheless, dressed all in white. Something about him makes Leia’s hair stand on end, and although she hides it she feels a stirring in her own chest. I know you like I know my own soul, she thinks wildly, and wonders where it came from. Has she gone insane?
“That’s nice,” she says, and shoots him anyway.
He deflects it in a flash of light, a glowing blue laser sword appearing in his hand like magic. She’s only seen one of those before, and it’s Vader’s. If this boy is anything like Vader, she realizes, she’s in deep shit.
She’s smart enough to know when she’s outmatched. Leia makes the tactical decision to run for her life.
Later, as she’s getting the hell out of there, she wonders why he didn’t try to stop her.
She remembers being young and tugging on her mothers skirts, demanding to know why their guest was so sad. “Does he not like it here?” She’d asked, and then, trembling, because Kenobi always seemed saddest around her. “Is it…because of me?”
“Oh, Leia,” her mother sighed, lifting her into her arms. “It’s not that, I promise.”
“Then what is it?”
“Master Kenobi lost a child under his care, years ago.” Breha’s eyes grew deeper, darker. “It was not his fault, but he blames himself. You remind him of that child, that’s all.”
Leia had quieted at that, contemplative.
The next time she’d seen Master Kenobi, she had given him a hug. He didn’t seem to know what to do with that, so she resolved to give him more of them. “He’s lonely,” she’d told her mother. “No one should be lonely.”
Looking at Obi-Wan Kenobi now, the memory seemed so far away. He’d aged thirty years in the ten it had been.
He looks, Leia thinks with a small twinge of regret, very lonely.
“Leia,” he greets. “It’s been a long time.”
Out of the corner of her eye, Leia sees a glint of white.
Kenobi freezes in his tracks. “Luke?” He whispers, and through the distance Leia can hear it as if he’d been speaking directly into her ear.
Master Kenobi lost a child under his care, her mother whispers in her head. He blames himself.
In an instant, Leia understands everything.
Kenobi is still staring at the boy he’d lost so long ago when Vader cuts him down.
Later, as she’s pacing around on the Falcon to Han muttering darkly about Princesses and supernatural abilities, she rememberers the way the boy collapsed, as if all his strings had been cut. Vader was too occupied with him to even look at her as she shot at him desperately.
Luke. She hates him more than she hates herself.
“They know where you are,” he hisses frantically. “They’re coming for you. You have to run.”
“Wait!” Leia quickly pulls up their sonar. Nothing yet, but it would explain the distant queasiness she’d felt since they’d landed. She tended to trust her gut. “How do you know? How much time do we have?”
“Not important, and not enough,” he says. “I have to go, and so do you. You need to leave yesterday.”
“How do I know I can trust you? I don’t even know who you are.”
He pauses. “Call me Skywalker.”
“That’s not an answer, Skywalker.”
“Yes it is.”
She opens her mouth to argue, but there are faint voices on the other end, drawing nearer.
“Shit,” Skywalker mutters. “I have to go. I’ll be in contact, okay? Don’t ever tell me where you are, or where you’re heading. Vader and Palpatine aren’t shy about reading minds. Just leave as soon as you can, and figure out the rest.”
“But—“
It’s too late. The comm has disconnected.
She stares down at it, disbelieving. How would the Empire know they’re here? Why should she trust a stranger who somehow got her personal comm code?
Gut feeling or not, on paper this was a perfect location. Supplied, armored, and most importantly, extremely well hidden. There was no real reason to think it would possibly be found out.
It’s probably a trap. Almost definitely a trap.
Han sticks his head in the door, a sour look on his face. “Hey Princess, can you tell these idiots—“
She makes a decision then and there.
“We’re leaving.”
“What?”
“We’re evacuating, effective immediately.” She pushes past him, and he follows so close he’s nearly stepping on her heel.
“Why? I think it’s pretty cozy here. Actual sunlight doesn’t hurt, either.”
“Apparently too cozy.” She grabs the first person she sees, a pilot who stares at her with wide eyes. “Emergency evacuation. Spread the word to pack everything you can and leave, I’ll let you know where we’re headed when we’re in orbit.”
He salutes and scurries off.
“Woah, hey now.” Han snatches at her elbow until she turns around to face him. “What’s going on?”
“There’s a new informant. He told me the Empire knows we’re here. They’re coming for us.”
“And you trust this person because…”
“I don’t have a choice,” she snaps. Someone runs past them, holding three packs filled to the brim with rations. “It’s either he’s lying and we’re not in danger, or he’s telling the truth and we’re going to die if we don’t listen. It’s not exactly hard math.”
It could be a trap of course, but he hadn’t suggested any sort of direction or destination to follow, and Leia wasn’t inclined to share. Especially not after his tidbit about Vader and Palpatine reading minds.
He squints at her. “That’s not it.”
“What?”
“I don’t believe you,” he insists. He’s so infuriating. Leia doesn’t know why she hasn’t kicked him out yet.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Yes you do, and you’re either gonna tell me why, or find a different transport when we head out of here.”
“Who said I was riding on your hunk of junk?” She demands. She actually was planning on going with them, since the Falcon has more than enough room for all the supplies that can’t fit in the other ships and none of the trustworthiness of the other pilots, but Han doesn’t need to know that.
“Well?”
Damn him. Damn him for knowing how to read her. She doesn’t know when she let that happen.
“I feel it,” she admits, defeated. “Something tells me he’s trustworthy. We’ll wait and see if it’s right.”
He studies her. She holds her head high, but inside she’s jittery at the scrutiny. They don’t have time for this.
“Yeah, all right,” Han finally says.
“Really?”
“Yes, really.” He rolls his eyes, like she’s not acting absolutely insane by putting all her trust in a random man she’s never even met. “Now come on, Princess, weren’t you the one who said we had to hurry?”
What is it about this man that makes it impossible to tell whether she wants to punch him or drag him into the nearest supply closet? They don’t have time to find out.
“So there’s good news and bad news.”
“Bad news first,” she demands.
“They know there’s a mole.”
“Shit.” Of course they know, how could they not? She should have been more careful, less obvious about the correlation of their movements with the Empire’s plans. “The good news?”
“They’ve tasked me with hunting down this ‘pathetic rebel spy,’” Skywalker says, humor in his voice. “That should buy me some time.”
Leia can’t quite stop the snort she lets out. “Seriously?”
“Yep. You’re speaking to a professional mole-hunter, here.”
“Well congratulations on the promotion, Skywalker.”
“Thank you,” he says grandly. Then, quieter, “It won’t last, Princess. They’ll find out eventually.”
“I know. Just hang in there, it will be over soon.”
“Will it?” He asks, suddenly sounding very young. She realizes that she has no idea how old he is. She doesn’t know anything about the man who has saved them more times than she cared to admit, and the idea rattles her until they sign off.
Later, she looks up the name Skywalker in their archives. There are a few results, but only one sticks out.
Anakin Skywalker, Jedi Knight and hero of the Clone Wars. Killed at the hands of Darth Vader. There are gossip articles too, speculations on his relationship with the pregnant Senator Padmé Amidala, who died around the same time Skywalker did. The baby, it seems, died with her.
Unless he didn’t.
It’s ridiculous. It’s impossible. The idea is so ludicrous that Leia almost rejects it entirely.
But it makes sense. By the Maker, it makes sense.
The child of Anakin Skywalker, it seems, would be a powerful Force user indeed. Powerful enough for Kenobi to take the baby and run. Powerful enough for the Emperor to want him for his own gain. Powerful enough to send Vader after Kenobi and take the boy himself.
Maybe even powerful enough to shield his mind from Vader and Palpatine’s intrusions.
Powerful enough to hide the fact that he’s a spy.
Leia sinks into her chair, covering her face as she laughs.
Maybe Luke isn’t so bad after all.
“No, no, no,” she mutters, digging through the smoking wreckage of the TIE fighter. “Don’t be dead, please don’t be dead.”
“Princess…” Han lays a hand on her shoulder that she immediately shrugs off.
“No, he’s not dead. He’s not. Luke!”
A faint cough answers her, and she’s so relieved to hear it she could cry. Behind her, Han starts bellowing for a medic and, “Some damn help here, do you expect us to move all this ourselves?”
“Luke, it’s me,” she sobs. “It’s Leia. You’re at the Rebel Base. You’re safe.”
More coughing, and there’s a worrying rasp to his voice when he says, “You know…my name?”
“I figured it out.”
“Smart.” This time, the coughing is so bad Leia and Han both wince.
“Shit, kid,” Han says, moving another piece of rubble. “Don’t talk. We’re gonna get you out of here, all right?”
“Stand back,” Luke chokes out.
“What?”
“Stand back. Please.”
Han protests, but something in Leia knows they should listen to him. She drags him back, and motions everyone else to fall back with them. They do, albeit reluctantly.
“Clear,” she calls, hoping Luke can hear her.
The TIE explodes.
“Fuck!” Han goes back in, Leia on his heels with the terrifying feeling that she’d just allowed Luke to die, before they both stop in their tracks. Around them, the broken pieces of the TIE are floating.
And curled up in the middle is a man dressed all in white.
“Luke!” She pushes past Han to start dragging him out, and after another moment of staring around them, he helps her.
As soon as they get clear, the pieces fall to the ground with a clatter. Luke falls limp with them.
Han is still looking at the TIE. “Can you do that?” He asks quietly.
Leia pauses her examination of the unconscious man in front of her to glare at him. “Is that what you’re most concerned with right now? Really?”
“Excuse me for asking, Princess!”
“It’s white,” Luke grumbles, pulling at his hospital gown bitterly. “I hate wearing white.”
“Should I be offended?”
He rolls his eyes. “Don’t even. You look great and you know it. I just feel like I never left.”
“Well,” she says gingerly. “I guess it’s a good thing you got sick of it. If we went around in matching outfits all the time, people might think we’re twins.”
He snorts. “Yeah, right.”
#star wars#star wars fanfiction#luke skywalker#han solo#leia organa#imperial luke skywalker#exactly when luke was taken by the empire is totally up to speculation it could honestly be anywhere from newborn to 5#as for why luke has his dad’s blue lightsaber here instead of like a red one or smth- well you see your honor I thought it would be a slay#but also when you think about it for more than 5 seconds you’re like actually yeah that’s sick and twisted of palpatine and vader actually#you’re carrying your fathers most treasured weapon#you don’t know your father once fought the rise of the very empire you stand to inherit with that blade. you don’t know who he defended#you don’t know your father brought about the end of the republic with that same weapon#he killed the younglings with it. he fought his closest companion with it#you’re carrying what was once your fathers most treasured weapon. you are your fathers most treasured weapon#just as your father is a weapon now#also I didn’t make it clear but obi-wan has his ‘strike me down and I become stronger’ moment like he still dies on purpose to cause proble#but when he saw luke he couldn’t look away. he had to see him with living eyes one last time#can u tell I had So Many Thoughts on everyone else’s perspective in this fic too#han is having a constant crisis in the background because 1) force is real 2) princess is annoying AND pretty which sucks for him#in particular and 3) pretty princess is learning to use the force and is hot while doing it. Chewie is laughing at him. life is hell#good lord did not mean to put an entire essay in the tags. i love their super special twin powers (cosmic entity that binds their souls)#edit: GUYS I FORGOT TO NAME THE FUCKING AU#AND WHEN I TRY AND FIX IT IT GLITCHES OUT ON MEEE 😭😭😭
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im trying to get used to drawing on paper for my own personal self shipping and doodle stuffs sooo sona doodle ( and funky admiring the baddie he pulled )
#draws! ✏️#🩵🦍 love monkeys 🐒🧡#self ship#self shipping#traditional art#doodles#🦍🏄♂️🌊#also I’ve been trying to convince myself he’s not blond . I though he was light brown .#But he’s like a dirty blond there’s wikis who describe him as dirty blond…….#the color I used for his fur is yellow ocher this is so sick and fucking twisted
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