#but it’s the thought that counts yk !!!!

[ogeneraloito]

interesting how fords been surrounded by triangles his entire life. looks like ford and bill were always doomed to meet each other

ford did seem to think that he is destined to be in gravity falls, destined to be part of greater things, and bill also thought he was "destined for so much more"

to quote on alex, "that's ford's great flaw, is arrogance. is he believes that there's special people, and everyone else. that human attachments are actually weaknesses. and the song and dance that he’s giving dipper right now, is the song and dance that he gave mcgucket, back when they were younger… ‘you and me are different, we’re better than everyone else. we have a path that no one else can understand, and only us can do this.’"

i think at some point bill really thought ford was the one that UNDERSTOOD him (well, ford did think "why did rudolph not simply kill the other reindeer? he shouldve burned his workshop to the ground"). some of his henchmaniacs didnt seem to actually like bill at all

quick edit for something ive found:

this is from "dreamscaperers", and apparently ford had been dreaming about the cipher wheel for weeks before he even found the cave. enough times that he was even able to perfectly draw the wheel on the journal. bill didnt even know about ford yet.

[carnivorousarcher]

something something parkour church

[justplaggin]

there's no such thing as "good" or "bad" media. however, there is "instant urge to open tumblr and reblog 37 fandom posts in a row" media

[devilsrecreation]

HAPPY WORLD LIZARD DAY TO THESE SILLIES

We got:

Shupavu, Njano, and the other skinks (TLG)

Randall Boggs (Monsters Inc/University/MaW)

Joy (MaW)

Leo (Leo)

Kenge (TLG)

Hodari (TLG)

Kinyonga (TLG)

The Chameleon (T.U.F.F Puppy)

Zoe (Back to the Outback)

[duckwnoeyes]

"Willow and Xander were bad friends!!!" SHUT UP. Does a bad friend stand with you, unwavering, through trauma after trauma? Give up their futures to stand and fight beside you? Does a bad friend lose sight of their morality to drag you back from death because they miss you so much? Does a bad friend constantly argue and blame you for everything but will never hesitate to stand at your right hand? Is a bad friend someone you actually don't like very much anymore, and all you seem to do is hurt each other, but it's okay because that's all the three of you were ever taught. And maybe none of you can stand to look each other in the eyes, but does a bad friend stay anyway? Even when everyone else has left? Does a bad friend let you brush off all their horrific mistakes, even when you would kill someone for less? Does a bad friend drag your rotting corpse of a friendship behind them like a child's beloved stuffed animal, because it is the only thing you all have ever relied on?

Would a good friend regret ever meeting you?

[necrotic-nephilim]

in lieu of having posted any writing/headcanons/asks in the past few days because i have been *so* busy and unable to do anything fandom-related which is terrible and evil, i have a poll out of morbid curiosity and self-indulgence. i've been meaning to ramble here about how i feel about DC's lack fo Deaf representation and which Batfam members i would personally make Deaf, but i am mildly curious about the larger opinion and now i will subject you all to the question, i would love to hear thoughts/opinions/headcanons on any specific choices. (would love d/Deaf/HoH opinions esp but i'm mostly expecting this to reach the hearing crowd, so opinions from hearing ppl are ones i'm very curious about. if you've never given it thought before you are going to now or else /lh)

[leapinarmadillo]

i feel like MJ didn't truly impress upon people what his "childhood" was really like. i guess he either didn't realize or didn't want to complain to that extent, but probably a lot of people, even if they did sympathize, just thought "oh yeah being a child star, that's rough," etc. no. even if you factor in the abuse, it's more than that. this child was touring and recording and doing tv appearances seriously non-stop since he was 10 years old.

Jackson 5 World Tour 1973-1975

this is just 1 tour the j5/jacksons did. 160+ shows. a few month-long breaks, 1 two-month break. several stretches where they were booked for weeks straight with a few 1- or 2-day breaks. 2 and a half years.

and then there were rehearsals and recording and tv appearances. the jackson 5 recorded and released 3 albums during this tour. Michael released 2 solo albums. their 3 hours of school per day for at least the youngest 2.

this is an insane amount of work for an adult. Michael was 14 when this specific tour started and 17 when it ended.

since he was 11, he went 1 (ONE) year of his life without touring until he was 27

[teddybeartoji]

on top of all the other things i feel bad about now the sight of my scars is also starting to piss me off😒😒😒😒

[sammygender]

i hate this stupid ass fandom cause i’ll go ‘dean’s behavior towards sam is often abusive’ and people will get annoyed and talk abt how people are so sensitive and block me like oh my god i’m not saying it as a criticism i’m not even like insulting dean and i’m certainly not saying it in a way that means u shouldn’t like him i adore dean it’s just true………….

[ame-to-ame]

RAHHH DO I HAVE THOUGHTS

[sad-emo-dip-dye]

Akutagawa ‘I wouldn’t marry me either’ Ryuunosuke and Atsushi ‘I’d marry you with paper rings’ Nakajima

[cuibv]

HEY GUYS I MADE A PJSEKAI (wxs focus) AU I'LL POST MY RUI REFERENCE LATER HEHE

[fallen6253]

The Stars Have Fallen to Earth, Can You Imagine That?

Tanned skin.  White hair.  Dark eyes. Their gaze moves slow, steady, makes its way to the window of a subway car.  In the brief moment it passes by, a small head with black hair peeks through. 

There was no eye contact.  But they knew the other was there. On some subconscious level, as if their very essence were attuned to one another.  

A rumble.  The car trembles.  Then it shakes.  Suddenly it's been thrown off the course of eternity and into a place of being known.

The subway crashes into solid ground.

A dreaming boy wakes up.

Miles away, a priestess known for denying god staggered in her footsteps.  Another migraine.  Another message.

Accompanied, for the first time, by an earthquake.

Huh. New.

The priestess picks up a pen and paper and rushes to a place hidden in darkness.  

A young man, hair and eyes as dim as night alight with stars, is waiting for her at the door to a beautiful home.  He walks her to a sitting room, tables set to the tone of a business meeting as if that was what this was.

Business as usual.

Of course.  It is.

He has a message about this world’s newest arrival.  And…a request.

She says this looking towards a man known for his wit and wile.  Brown eyes saturated to a dulcet red.  Blood red hair.  Clothes fitting and comfortable.  

He was on vacation.

Was.

The note warned first and foremost that nobody would hear from the god for a while.  Apparently bringing stars down from the sky costs quite a bit.  Well, that was what the note said, but the one reading it did not know its meaning yet.

The note then told them that the epicenter of that earthquake was near his home, and the damage to the forest should not be too drastic, since the cause was made of stardust and dream remnants and memories far too old to recall anymore.  It should fade with time, as all memories do.  By then it will return to creation and merge with the forest.  Again, the reader did not know what that meant.  He could only guess some things.

But the last lines caught his attention.  For two reasons.

The first being the mention of a child.  Far too young and far too ancient for all that it has seen.  The second reason being that this god made a request.  Not some mission with a reward.  Not some threat or warning with a clue as to how these mortals would react.  A genuine request he could choose to ignore completely without consequence since the god was indisposed. A sincere gesture for help that does not involve favors or world-blaming calamities.  

This being known for death asked a single mortal to save a helpless existence.

And for once the person reading it did not think about rejecting it at all.

He could be annoyed about it, something crashlanding into his forest, but…

There’s a kid that needs help first, we can yell at god for throwing him here later.

Do you think the plotting protagonist kept a library with stories of others like him?  Of dying worlds and forgotten names and tired heroes who made too many mistakes?

Edited, bc I have had a title for it and I just didn't change the post for some reason.

[woodsborostabathon]

will never understand how anyone could seriously hate vince. like if u do not find him fine as hell even tho he is. how can u not at least find it a lil bit Funny that this man fumbled his bitch so bad that he was resorting to pulling up outside her school in the middle of the afternoon in his purple 1971 dodge charger. parking within her line of sight. then just leaning on the whip and serving face for a few mins before dipping. nary a word spoken just there for the love of the game and to remind liv that he exists n still wants her sooooo bad 😭

[unicornsaures]

hey so like remember when i said bayonetshipping was so demolition lovers coded..haha...

[lulusplaycorner]