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[alienboy51]

on a separate note i've been thinking about freaky fusion today, if u hate g1 frankie stein DNFI!!!!!! i love frankie.

specifically the part of the movie where they say "THOSE ARE MY FRIENDS!!! DO U HAVE ANY IDEA HOW THAT MAKES ME FEEL???" like IT'S SOOOO GOOD. BANGER. FRANKIE STEIN I LOVE U SOOO MUCH. THIRD FAVORITE CHARACTER AND THE ONLY ONE IN MY TOP THREE WHO HAS CUTE DOLLS (because my top two are jackson/holt (can't choose between 'em ☹️) and heath burns and... lord knows, the boy mh dolls were not good.)

[evil-shrimp-kid]

Fucking dammit guess I gotta draw the Christmas toons before the event is gone huh :,,,,,,,,,,,)))

[luna-lokisdottir]

Meeting Wilbur - Music Giant AU Pt. 2

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"Tallulah!" Tommy heard a voice call out from the cave entrance, the blonde watched as the giant gasped.

"Papa!" and then gently dropped him on her bed, Tommy made a small 'oof!' as he watched her stand up to greet the other giant at the door and then parroting:

" 'Papa!?'" There were more of them!? oh gods.. a baby giant was bad enough, but a full-grown one? who knows what might happen, especially since Tallulah had said he wasn't very fond of humans. What was he going to do with him?

His thoughts faded as he heard the little giant exclaim, "Papa! Papa! you're back!" "Tallulah! mi niña!" The Giant exclaimed with the same excitement his daughter had given him; the little one giggled as her father ruffled her hair a little, Tommy smiled a slight bit as he watched the brunette fix her hair back up and then she seemed to have remembered that he was there because the first thing she did as she exited the hug was:

"Oh! Papa, guess what! I have something to show you!" Tommy could feel his stomach drop as she said this, watching as the other giant raised an eyebrow at his daughter.

"Oh?" The ground shook as her father knelt down. To her height, Tommy could make out his brown fluffy hair and glasses as he did so. "What is it, love?" Tallulah giggled as she ran over to her bed and picked the blonde up from the covers and placed him into the palm of her hands.

"Oh! up we go!" He exclaimed. She giggled as she ran over to her father, "Close your eyes!" The brunette said, the elder giant chuckled as he did as he was told.

"What's this about love?" he asked now with both of his eyes closed."You'll see! hold out your hands, too!" he held out his hands, Tommy yelped a little as the toddler put him into her father's hands.

"Okay! you can open them!" Tommy sat uncomfortably watching as those big brown eyes stared down at him. From the look on his face, he could already tell this giant didn't look too happy that he was here, he watched as the giant looked down at him and then back at his child as he cleared his throat and spoke:

"You brought a human into our home?" Tallulah's face fell as he spoke, Tommy watched as the young one rocked back and forth on her two feet.

"Well.. no, " she replied as her father raised an eyebrow, "Technically he brought himself into our home, he just.. woke me up so-" her father took a deep breath as he stood to his full height and even though he wasn't a fan of the little one, Tommy was kind of surprised to see how gentle he was being with him, he was also a bit terrified because this giant was BIG at least several feet taller than his child.

The ground shook as the giant moved closer to his child, putting a hand on her shoulder as he said, "Tallulah, I've told you how dangerous humans are they're smarter than they look.. they could kill us if they had the chance. Do you think I want to see you end up like your mo-"

"I know, Papa!" she quickly interrupted, "But can I just keep him, please?" Tommy panicked internally.

'Keep me?'

"Keep him?" the Giant replied, "Lulah, he's not a dog or cat he probably has a family to go back to. You wouldn't want--" "Pretty, please?" he chuckled as his daughter gave him puppy dog eyes. How could he say no to that face?

Tommy just kind of vibed in the giants hand as they talked it out before beginning to weigh out his options while being stuck with two giants didn't seem ideal. He really didn't have anywhere else to go at the moment, and since no one really enters the enchanted forest to begin with, it would be the perfect place to hide out in at least for a little bit.

So before he changed his mind, he began to speak up, "I- *ahem*" he cleared his throat, catching the other males attention he laughed nervously those big brown eyes were intimidating to look at even if they meant no harm at the moment.

"I actually wouldn't mind staying here with her if that's alright with you?" The giant raised an eyebrow suspiciously as Tallulah gasped in excitement. "Are you sure? You don't have any family or friends who are waiting for you back there?"

He shook his head no, as the giant sighed and then looked over at his child. "Then.. I guess he can stay" Tallulah exclaimed in excitement as she grabbed the little human from her father's hands.

"Yay! oh, thank you, Papa! I'll take good care of him!" she smiled as she gave her papa a big hug he laughed as he ruffled her hair again.

"Oh, since you're going to be staying here, I'm Wilbur, by the way." The giant- Wilbur introduced as he crouched down to eye level with Tommy lifting a finger as if he was holding his hand out to shake.

"Tommy." The human replied, reaching his hand out to shake his um.. finger Tallulah giggled at the exchange, and then she took Tommy to her room.

"I can't wait to show Chayanne, Quackity, Tilín, and Uncle Philza! I wonder what they'll say.." she ranted as Wilbur watched her take him into her room. He laughed before going off to do other stuff.

[Tags: @brick-a-doodle-do @local-squishmallow @i-am-beckyu ]

[morganski-19]

I love to think that Max and El wouldn't have learned their lesson about spying on people after the whole Billy incident. If anything, it would just spur them on to keep doing it to make sure their friends were ok. After the latest events, they would want to do it even more, the fear of losing someone heightened more than before. But as things calm down and life returns to normal, things start to change.

It isn't just normal hangouts or lonely nights that they end up spying on anymore. No, it's dates that they didn't realize were dates and moments that were about to lead to something much different if the connection wasn't cut as soon as it was.

But they still persisted, the dots not fully connecting until El stumbles upon Steve and Eddie making out, frantically starting to take one another's clothes off. She's rightfully horrified and Max is disgusted. Then a few weeks later they catch Robin and Nancy kissing during one of their movie nights and what El describes as some weird tension between Jonathan and Argyle.

So they just swear off from doing the older teens, they would be able to handle themselves anyway. But it isn't until they see the awkward first date between Mike and Will that they think it might be best to just let it go.

If something was really wrong, they would tell them. And El's eyes have seen too much for her to ever willingly do it again.

[f-abulas]

”let the mountains shake beneath your feet”

TW: mentioned brutal deaths. Child selling themselves for food. poverty. everyone going through it.

Tick… tick….

The boardroom lined with chairs, with faceless board members line the long oval table. The sun is setting and filtering shadows of the people in the room, dancing on the wall and creating shapes of limbs. Laughs. Claws. This whole room was full of wild animals, they all just hide behind a suit and tie. Oh he knew what they truly were, and it filled his mouth and mind with their foul intentions. He ground his teeth, sitting back in the head of the chair. Fixing his sights to the chair at the end of the table….

Empty.

A slight smirk.

The sound of the clock mixes with the murmurs. Eyes of gold moves among them all, his thumb rubbing tone of the gold bands that encased his finger, the opal glittered. “Gentleman. I’ve called you all here for one… good reason.” He slowly stood from his chair, a monarch getting up from his throne. The gem of purle glowed slightly, his emotions perfectly compressed in his chest. Voice a calm rage. "It has come to my attention, that as I slaved away trying to come to agreements with you all."

His hands touched the backs of their chairs, he paused when he saw one of the little weasels flinch away from his fingers. "That you decided to overstep your boundaries...and force your hands." The topaz colored beads gleamed in his hair, the warmth a contrast to his cold black hair. "Forging MY topaz's signature on planets you wanted enslaved."

The look of a child he'd seen o a dying planet. Her eyes so dim, and clothes ratty. Frame so frail, that it looked like a strong gust of wind would knock the little girl down. He'd placed his hand atop her head, he could feel the singing in her soul and the Amber Lord agreed. Her...yes my Topaz, you'll grow and prosper. In an instant, his hand flew and back handed the one responsible with extreme force. The body flew to the side, crashing into the wall before crumbling.

There were screams, shouts, they tried running for the door only to hear the sound of a lock being put into place. Eyes of gold locked onto one of them, who was visibly sweating. The vile and disgusting thoughts running through his mind, and Diamond saw them all. How he'd put unworthy hands on his child Aventurine...He could see him...that frail child. Hair long, blood dried on his fingers. Eyes dark and light gone, he'd seen horror and strife. Death. So much like his own had been when his planet had been made no more. Diamond sneered, a flick of the wrist and the pressure above that weasel increased. A hammer of gold smashed down on him, cracks spread like a web under the broken body. "You touched my blessed child, thinking him lower did you not?"

One of them, smelling of sulfur and rotten meat, charged towards him with fists. Thinking his measly frame of muscle could hit a mountain. The moment his fist connected with his face it broke, Diamond's face turned from the slight force. Eyes darkening, as the images of the mans telling his wife to bed his Sugilite. A woman with foul intentions, and wearing red. They had conspired... He still remembered his Khonsu. Mearly eleven years old on his planet. Thin. Frail. Dirty from sleeping in the streets, eyes so close to dying. Remembering how he'd cried when Jade came close, knowing what he'd done to get money for food. Letting women use him for pleasure just to get stale bread. Never again.

Anger poured from him, he grabbed the mans throat and only had to squeeze to make his breathing stop. Another body hit the ground. He reached the end of the table, the empty seat where Schenider should have been. His fingers gripped its back, the iron grip of his fingers making the hard wood snap under the pressure. It crumbled with the strength he was exuding, and it wasn't even at full capacity. He felt the light taps..Ah..bullets. He huffed, amused as his eyes glowed now and watched as they froze in his sight. The images of monsters, and screams flooded them. They began to panic...shooting one another. The sapphire in in his ear gleamed. His most dedicated son, who followed the narrow road to a fault. Diamond kept his thoughts in check...making sure none leaked through the building.

Images of their thoughts came to him. They'd conspired with Scheider, sending moles to try and assassinate Jade. Thinking her an easy target. The chain wrapped around his wrist began to quiver, the small stones representing all his children glowed. The occupants in the room began to sweat not from nerves, or fear....but the rise in heat of the room. Every step he took towards the little cluttering rats shook the room.

Boom....BOOM....The men tried harder to break the door open. Like a hunter, slow...deadly he stalked them as his hand shook with forming power.

A moment. A flash of happier times. He'd been a young child running up the mountain, picturing what the great Amber lord would look like. Swearing to one day make the mountain shake beneath his feet...like a hammer swinging down.

He raises his hand, the fragment of his power gifted by the Amber Lord formed. A hammer shaped like the top of a mountain. Iron. Rock. Gold. It was bright. "For your transgressions. For trying to break...MY stonehearts. MY children. You will feel the weight of your crimes..."

In an instant the hammer came down, the heat like a furnace and the weight of metric TONS dropping on the rats heads. Screams...then covered by the sound of the fire alert system. The building quacked, and those loyal in the building present gasp and tremble from the weight, running for escape. The Zirconia's shudder as fear runs down their spines yet they do not leave, they can't leave their Stonehearts.

Diamondgazes at the spot which humans once stood. Nothing but charred streaks in the impacted floor. Water from the fire sprinklers go off, drenching him head to toe. He spits on their remains, walking towards the door. It unlocks, and Rover is there ever vigilent. Bowing his head slight.

Diamond says nothing. The ringing in his mind, the anger bubbling from prey he didn't get to kill. Heart pounding like the Amber lords against the mountains... His childrens faces flash through his minds eye, and he knew...his hunt would never be over. He makes his way towards his office, his sanctuary...Motioning for Rover to leave him be..no words said between them. The door is closed and he is encased in the cold...silence of his office. It was his...but it left the blood pumping in his ears, and the heat filling his body...a warning for using the amber lords gift.

"...All for the Amber Lord."

No...It wasn't for THEM. But for the ones he'd watched become his ideal emanators. Yes, they would be great and ascend ...he knew it...though they may hate him or feel nothing...he would watch them reach their potential.

To be aeons....

[monochromatictoad]

It hated the woman. She lures its prince with childhood promises and puppy love. It knows she's lying to him. She's lied to him so many times already. It would never lie like she has, yet he chooses her. Always her. Always those lying visions that left him a mess. It always comforted its prince during his wails and screams of pain by these visions. If the woman had been alive, it would bring her corpse back to show its prince how loyal it was, and how much it cares for its prince.

It hated the wolf. The spawn of its prince and the woman. The one who forced the prince to kill him and turn him. The one who exploits the powers and emotions of its prince. The one who sealed its prince away with the wolf's spawn. It has seen how he has lied to his own spawn as he has lied to its prince. It comforts its prince when his eyes fade with memories of the white wolf that chose humanity over his father and sire.

It never would betray its prince. Never lie to him. It knows better than to exploit its prince. It loves him. It adores its prince. It would never cause him such anguish, such pain. It only wants to exist with its prince. It wants to keep humanity away from him. They had their opportunity to have its prince and they discarded him like a child discards a broken toy.

It brought him back from the brink. Gave him the loyalty he had been denied for so long. Gave him the love he deserves. The tenderness that only came forth with him. It would never break the delicate heart its prince had entrusted it with. Not like the woman had. Not like how the wolf had. Not like how the holy warriors had. With every soft touch. With every murmured word of adoration and love. With the oath of loyalty it swore to its prince. The bond between them could never be severed. Not by the lying wench. Not by the cheating mongrel. Not by the worthless, undeserving humans. It was the only one who had earned its prince's love, and that was how it would stay.

[edupunkn00b]

It Could Always Be Worse, Ch. 1: Once Upon a Time

Logan Sanders thought he had secured a fairy tale ending when he married Kelly Croft, mother to his first child.

But real life is just not a fairy tale.

Happily Ever After is a very different story when Janus meets Remus at Jack's party in Objections.

WC: 577 - Rated: G (this chapter, full story rated T)

Once Upon a Time - Next - All - [ AO3 ] - Happily Version

Logan sat at the kitchen table, a now-tepid mug of coffee at his elbow. He stared at the document open on his laptop.

Superior Court of Washington, County of King

In re the marriage of Petitioner: KELLY JESSICA CROFT And Respondent: LOGAN SANDERS CROFT To the Respondent: Your spouse/domestic partner (the Petitioner) started a case asking the court (check one): [x] To end your marriage.

Logan had read the document and its many (many) attachments five times now. He was partway through a sixth reading when the doorbell rang. Logan's brow furrowed as he glanced at the time on the screen. Virgil and Patton weren't due back from Kelly's place until tomorrow. If he was even awake, Remy was likely wearing headphones while he played Warframe and wouldn't have heard the door. With a small groan, Logan stood and made his way to the front door.

He peered through the peephole and sighed heavily as he turned the locks. Logan opened the door and smiled stiffly at the two young men in dark blue suits and bicycle helmets.

"Good morning, sir, how are you today?" the shorter of them asked.

Logan nodded politely but said firmly, "I'm fine, thank you, but I'm not interested. Please mark my house as a 'do not visit.' I hope you have a good day," Logan started to close the door.

"Oh, sir, if I may..." he reached through the open door, pushing something into Logan's hand.

It was a small religious tract with a glossy cover, only a few pages long. The front of the tract was dominated by a blue and grey-toned image of a person in silhouette sitting on a rock, arms wrapped around their knees, head hanging down. Logan started to read the large, cursive letters across the top, "When you say, 'I feel lonely.' Jehovah says—"

Logan pressed the tract back into the young man's hand, a sob threatening to spill from his lips. He took a deep breath and managed to squeak out, "No, thank you," and closed the door just before the tears started to fall. Logan leaned hard against the door, sliding down to the floor. He covered his mouth with both hands, muffling the sobs that wracked his body. Tears poured down his face and he rocked back and forth, fighting to catch his breath.

He crouched by the door for a long time. Slowly, gradually, his chest stopped seizing and his sobs quieted. Eventually, he was able to swallow back his tears and he scrubbed at his face, wiping away the evidence of his loss of control.

Logan stood and walked back over to the table, standing in front of his laptop.

He stared at the screen until the words [x] To end your marriage. glowed with the aura of an afterimage. He briefly closed his eyes and took a deep breath before clicking the Sign and Send button, selecting a plain font for his electronic signature. He stepped through the prompts to sign, shuddering with each click as it traveled up his arm, the stuttering pain in his chest growing with every affirmation that the marriage and the life that he had fought and suffered for so long to salvage was truly and completely dead.

When Logan got to the end of the document, his hand hovered over the track pad, the little hand icon waiting for his choice.

He clicked send. 

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For the other universe's version of this chapter, see Happily Ever After: Once Upon a Time.

[you-are-an-idiot-hah]

[mejkosmos]

whichever madman pointed out that the new rift on bill's body in the theraprism is meant to parallel ford's cracked glasses after he emerges out of the portal,,,, MY SOUL IS YOURS TO TAKE ANYDAY MY GOSH

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bonus !!

ford about bill:

bill about ford:

[clearcutcasualty]

“Do you think seahorses write fpreg” and the many other riveting things my friend texts me right before I go to work

[buttercuparry]

Reblog the fundraisers you mfs!!!!! I don't know why you all skip those to reblog some pic of a banner saying "FREE PALESTINE" or of news from Columbia University! Literally these people from Gaza have made an account on Tumblr and is writing in english to communicate what they need and you all are coming onto my blog or on the tag and not reblogging their posts. We have people both Palestinian and non Palestinian vetting the fundraisers! I mean more the reblogs, more the chance of the fundraisers gaining momemtum, the more there would be a chance of a donation. Please donate if you can and reblog!!! and follow them if it is possible.

@/mohammedayesh has posted about getting leaflets, telling them to evacuate Rafah. They are very low on funds. Go follow them and reblog their posts and donate if possible.

We have @/haneenatya too whose mother is suffering from eye stroke and need to evacuate. Please I have been following them for some days and it doesn't seem their own posts are getting much attention.

Follow them! They are on tumblr. Reblog their posts and donate. The protests in universities are being done on account of them. They should be our focus.

(EDIT: on re-reading my post it seems as if I am dismissing all that the students of universities are doing. I am not. I just meant, since all of it is to help Palestinians, we must not ignore them when they ask for help).

[evil-shrimp-kid]

You 🤝 me

Rnd as main characters in our aus

(Love your artstyle btw!! :D)

Fucking screams STOP TOUCHING ME IT BURNS

Ty. I know I have a great artstyle I never experience imposter syndrome it's so great /nsrs

[bamsara]

as soon as the disorders stop disordering and the disability stops debilitating I will be so unstoppable powerful forever

[chloesimaginationthings]

FNAF nightmare foxy is a huge fan of Roxanne Wolf,,

[toss-a-coin-to-your-stan-account]

being a student during peak pandemic was so fucking surreal like. "it's not an excuse to fall behind" I cannot stress enough to you how much A Worldwide Plague Upending Life As We Know It is literally one of The Top Three Reasons to fall behind

[roukabi]

the gang's all here