#i dont think he will ever top this and i dont think i will ever recover

[simandy]

im brazilian and i was thinking out loud how the us election was this week and i hoped trump wouldn't win, now at any given moment my mom will rant about how trump is actually great and how he was shooted just like bolsonaro bc people dont want good people in power 💀

Friend we are on the exact same page I'm literally hiding in my room right now [saddest lmao ever] my mom is not exactly over the top with that but she's naive, yk. She believes everything she sees on instagram, God bless her soul

[icarusredwings]

On top of this- can you imagine if Hank and Logan have to deal with this idiot REfalling in love with his literal husband because of the dementia?

Erik: *Is doing a puzzle*

Logan: *Is supervising the old coot*

Hank: *Rolls in Charles* Watch him for a couple minutes will you? I have to make lunch.

Logan: 👍

Charles: Oh! Logan, How have you been? I haven't seen you in such a long time.

Logan, who's literally the one who carried him downstairs this morning: Yeah, I'm alright.

Erik: *already is staring, curiously looking away at times so not to be noticed*

Charles: Logan, did I ever tell you about how incredible organisms can be?

Logan: *sighs, having heard this same hyperfixated speech a trillion times* No I dont think you have...

Charles: Ooh! Good. Were you aware that mutations took us from single celled organisms-

Erik, who isn't sure why he knows this line but just does: -to the most dominant life form on the planet..

Charles: *turns his chair* My.. Do you have telepathy too? It's almost as if you-

Erik: Read your mind? Heh... yeah.. sorry. I didn't mean to interrupt..

Charles: No no, not at all. I'd be happy to discuss with you the complexites of the simple gene mutation that is your white hair.

Logan: I think it's just cause he's 90, Chuck.

Erik, still staring: I could say the same about your blue eyes.

Charles: *giggles* Only if we get to add yours to the topic as well

Logan: *blinks in 'wtf am I watching'*

Erik: Well.. if you insist. Go on. I want to know everything.

Charles: *starts yapping happily about science and theories while erik stares at him*

Hank: *comes back to see Erik smirking with a certian stare and Charles giggling* What did you do?

Erik: Would you like to... have lunch with me sometime?

Charles: Im free today if you'd like..

Erik: Perfect. So it's a date then?

Charles: *giggles* If you want to call it that..

Logan, whos now watching them like a romance drama: I... have no idea... they do know they've been married for 45 years right?

Hank: No I had to take away their rings because erik kept throwing tantrums...

Logan: Get them rubber ones.

Hank: what? Why?

Logan: Get. Them. Their. Rings!

Based off this post ❤️ Old cherik dementia supremacy!

Rewatching Logan with my son because he's obsessed with Laura (rightfully so) and im watching Charles run away from him and telling him to move only for Logan to pitifully roll his eyes and step to the side, blocking him again.

Can you fucking imagine? Trying to chase a dementia having telepathic automatic wheel chair having old man around to try to give him his medicine?

Old as fuck Charles: *'running' away* I don't know you!! Leave me at once! Cease this nonsense!

Hank, who's slowly trailing him with a big sigh and a handful of meds in one hand, a glass of water in the other: Charles, come on.. you do this every time.

Charles: No! Stay back! You can not capture such greatness and confine it into such a small space! I shall exceed these walls and-

Hank: I'll call Logan!

Charles: *stops* Logan? I know a logan..

Hank: Yes, I know - now, please. Take your medicine.

Charles: *squints* You're not Logan. Who do you take me for? A fool!? *slaps the pills from his hands and keeps going*

Can you imagine if it was even worse by Erik egging on said "revolutions" of his?

Erik: *Who is hevily sedated sitting in the kitchen* Hello Charles.

Charles: *stops for a second* Oh! Hello Erik id love to stay and chat but it appears theres a strange man chasing me.

Erik: Oh no. Well, that simply won't do. *stands up with his shakey old man knees* Stop this at once! Get out of our house! Or I'll be forced to-

Hank: *groans* Erik sit down. It's time for his medicine.

Erik, like I said, is heavily sedated: Oh, okay. Charles, it's medicine time. *sits back down*

Charles: I do not trust that man. He's not who he claims!

Hank: *rolls his eyes* Are you seriously gonna make me do it?

Charles: Do what?

Hank: *turns into beast* Happy? Now take your medicine.

Charles: *gasps* Hank!! Thank goodness you're here! There was such a strange man here a moment ago! He was chasing me!

Hank: I swear to fucking god...

[vialae]

save me little low res scelertias fel excited to see durge come home

[dhmis-autism]

DHMIS doodle pages that I managed to cut and paste together and color! I personally like them a lot haha.

2nd doodle page is sorta inspired by @mariaisshiki ‘s piggyback trio drawings.

 B/c it reminded me of the time I tried to carry my baby cousin on my back and I am SO short that even though I got her body off the ground,both her feet were still firmly on the floor. That memory was so horrific I had to project it onto the smallest one.

[bacchuschucklefuck]

pygmalion and galatea for aroace people

you should tell your friends what I look like, riz gukgak.

[izzystizzys]

Fox tags along on a smuggling bust one (1) time and subsequently wishes he’d never been decanted.

Well, he’s arrested the perp a lot more than just one time, actually, but that very first tackle into a chokehold and electrocuffs more than sufficed to turn the fates against him - the fates, and Cody, the insufferable twat. They’re not actually even batchmates, the lot of them, and going by numbers Fox was decanted long before them (long as in seconds or minutes, no one actually knows), but Seventeen put them all in a training room together and then stupid kriffing Kote looked him up and down, nodded, and hasn’t stopped calling him vod’ika since.

“Why is one of the Republic’s most wanted criminals asking to speak to you, vod’ika?”, Cody asks, without any preamble, almost making Fox cut the holocall on principle. He would, if General Kenobi wasn’t right there next to the little shit. “And why do I not like his tone?”

Fox has to resist the urge to close his eyes and scream, making do with a deep sigh instead. Force curse the day Cody decided to adopt-nap him, and Wolffe following suit immediately. “Weequay, shifty eyes, stupid fucking pirate bandana?”

Cody’s eyes narrow suspiciously, and Kenobi’s eyebrows raise simultaneously. It’s more than a little creepy.

Fox rolls his eyes so hard he sees stars. “Tell him he can go space himself, unless he wants me to do it for him. And then tell him that if he sends me fuzzy fucking socks again I might just hunt him down and do it anyways.”

Past the slide of the door, Thorn’s unmistakable cackle reaches Fox. And Cody, going by the narrowing of his eyes. “Don’t tell him that, ori’vod, he’s probably into that”, Thorn calls out, gleefully, and Force Fox really should’ve kept this to himself in the first place.

He would’ve, actually, but the constant stream of strange presents into Guard headquarters is hard to miss. It was Alderaanian chocolates, last week, which Fox pawned off on the Shinies. A box from a store with a blacked out label before that, which he launched out the window with burning ears before Thire could get a closer look at it.

“Actually”, Thorn continues, happily, “I don’t think it matters much if you do tell him anything - it’s not like the Commander has been the most graceful courtée, and that hasn’t done anything to discourage our favorite smuggler.”

“Marshall Commander”, Fox hisses, because he’s a pissy bitch, and then, because all professionalism has gone out the window anyways, “This is why Stone is my favourite.”

Thorn’s wounded gasp is lost over Kenobi’s thoughtful hum, and Cody’s patented I’m-going-to-do-something-incredibly-stupid-and-you-can’t-stop-me glare. “That would explain why we have Hondo Ohnaka accosting our troopers about your flavour preferences concerning fruit candies. But the one asking to speak to you is Cad Bane, Marshall Commander.”

The string of curses Fox lets out at that is loud enough to have Mauler stick his head in the com room to ask if everything is alright, and Thorn roll on the floor with howling laughter.

Force curse the day he ever slapped electrocuffs on Hondo Ohnaka, and double-curse the one he threw Cad Bane to the floor with a scissor leg takedown.

[7roaches]

i think all he knows how to make is bowl of cereals & even that he burns sometimes

[luck-of-the-drawings]

OOH YEAH BABY ITS THE SURGERY EPISODE BABY!!! ME AND THE HOMIES NEED SOME NEW FACES FOR OUR NEW PLAN, AND WHO BETTER TO GET THE JOB DONE THAN THE TWO MOST EVIL PEOPLE WE'VE EVER HAD THE MISFORTUNE OF HAVING OUR LIVES VIOLATED BY? I MEAN IT WOULD BE FUNNY. IT WOULD BE FUNNY.

[robbyykeene]

Anyway I wish this show was actually bold enough to give Miguel an arc exploring his feelings of entitlement over the captaincy spot. Throughout the show Johnny has repeatedly told Miguel that Robby is a lost cause but hey, It’s okay because he has Miguel now. That Miguel’s his champion, his Number One Boy. So how could Miguel not feel at least somewhat entitled to the captain spot? How could he not feel insecure about his place in Johnny’s life with Robby not just back in the picture, but now literally taking the number one spot? When Johnny has repeatedly put into both kids heads that when it comes to his love and attention its one vs. the other, how could there be no lingering feelings of resentment and jealousy?

[drawnfamiliarfaces]

I love this AU so much but I do have to ask, where is Howard? How does he feel about Randy hanging out and going on missions with other heroes?

... ok but this is a bit of a complicated answer, considering...

In Present (Comic) Time, Howard is currently, uh indisposed? 😰

But lol, yeah I get what you mean, so let's just answer in general: Howard is Randy's best friend and he will be by his side as soon as current Randy 'problem' gets resolved. But Howard is also not as into the hero stuff as much as Randy, and that's what I like about him.

Howard would not be eager to go on missions like Randy, and while yes it will probably be a cause for some jealousy that Randy's gonna hang out with other heroes - you have to keep in mind that in HoM AU they are both a bit older, so the jealousy will be much more managable. Because at the end of the day, they are still best friends, no matter how many new cool friends either of them meet.

Not to mention, who is to say that Howard won't hang out with them as well?? xD (I just never drew it, because uuuuh plot reasons) Also not to mention the other characters that are in the same best friends/support role for other heroes! He will totally call them losers, but will still eagerly join their super secret chat group so he can share/learn some funny dirt about their respective hero friends. xD

[nwarrior777]

"fat!amputee!fem!laios" bro just make an OC instead. that's no longer laios

well i made one

this oc and laios inspecting each others bodies in ways which i am afraid person bitching about jpegs can't handle

[scaredforboomboom]

yeah hi i'll have one (1) spicy joost klein wearing his tiny abba shirt

[theposhperyton]

All evidence suggests yes

[sallytwo]

Jennifer nearly jumped into the water / and she was tired like no one's ever been tired

[atomicpirateperson]

so I realized that around this time of the year is already past my 1 year anniversary of being hyperfixated on Rob?? time flies

this is the timeline of how it happened according to some vague memories:

1. i happen to see some random video of The Rerun on like, YouTube I think

2. me: hmm i think that one eyed guy is giving some real gender envy– wait. oh no. its happening. he's the new Chosen One, isn't he

3. im not hyperfixated im not hyperfixated im not–

4. I AM SO FUCKING HYPERFIXATED I LOVE ROB FROM TAWOG HE MEANS EVERYTHING TO ME!!!!!!

5. rob is a major part of my life and my headspace now. i couldn't stop if I tried, because some part of my brain views him as an actual close friend, and therefore abandoning this hyperfixation would feel extremely cruel. i would never do that to him and therefore he will be my imaginary bestie/adoptive son forever. i will never grow out of it. i am perfectly okay with that

[aquaredhomestuckau]

everybody is in sprite re/design/tweak hell right now