#whaaaaaaaat?!

[ace-and-ranty]

Just had a very "KIDS THESE DAYS!!" moments, when an YouTuber said, "The average kid isn't going to take the time to watch a movie ten years older than they are", and I'm like, "Why does the average kid care? Wouldn't they just be watching what's available at h... oooooohhhhhhhhhh."

[markcherrylimeade]

"Who my father was matters less than my memory of him."

First Boba Fett appearance in Clone Wars has this doosy as the intro.

[witchkittymeow]

do you guys think they have slip on vans in space or nah?

[klauw22]

little lore/fic/x reader stuff under cut bcs im insane abt mummy vencha,,,

Sloane Cameron, once a young devotee to the kings and queens of the land has been chosen to be sealed alive in the royal temple in order to guard the graves and riches of the dead. Unbeknownst to them, the scripture painted onto their limbs and back were not for protection or luck in the afterlife like they've been told, but rather curses and spells binding their soul onto the thin thread which laid between the two realms, dividing the living from the dead. That is where their soul was now bound to wander until eternity, losing their grip on mortality yet unable to pass on like the rest.

With time their flesh rotted away leaving nothing but a husk of sand and bones. Before sealing, their sight was blinded as they weren't worthy of looking onto the royals that rested within these tombs, not even in death, and to ensure that Sloane wouldn't try to escape.

For centuries the guardian remained asleep in their designated chamber. That was until now. Until you and your crew of explorers too curious for your own good uncovered the entrance to the temple, awakening the guardian from their peaceful slumber in the process.

The guardian now awake had one goal in mind.

With a torch in hand you scanned the golden walls upon entering, lightly tracing your fingers along the carved paintings. Sand and dust coating your fingertips. For a moment you swore you could feel another presence there with you. Another pair of eyes watching, lingering on you while your crew stayed behind. The room suddenly felt cooler, as if a draft of cold air passed through you making a shiver run up your spine. This spooked you even further but you were determined to continue onward.

Its probably just my imagination you tried to comfort yourself as you stepped deeper.

[eightyuh]

harry doodle while avoiding work

[blitheringmcgonagall]

Canon James Potter on hearing his name is linked to two ships in ao3’s top 20 ships for 2023 (no 8 and no 18):

Canon James Potter on hearing the most popular of the two is him & Sirius’ Deater baby brother Reggie:

[angst-is-love-angst-is-life]

We don’t talk enough about Cisco making cardboard cutouts of his friends as a hobby

[chiibinomonodamon]

....literally everyone in HB's fandom simps for Stolas...and here I AM simping for Blitzo like an absolute weirdo...something might be wrong with me.

[sigsfigs]

sorry for no art was too busy MEETING BRENNAN ZAC AND ERIKA????????

[ushstuff]

[theageofsims]

LADY!

I know damn well you don't got ALL THESE DAMN DOGS living in an APARTMENT in freaking San Myshuno!

[liefst]

I GOT THE JOB!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[bootyliciousbeta]

Jungkook was so real when he said "I wanna see it in motion, in 3D" 🙂‍↕️

( @davidshawrp ahem)

[mymreaderlibrary]

Loki Laufeyson x male reader

(They/them is used for Loki)

Loki was always insistent that they had no interest in bland mortal clothes. They wore what they had to not because they liked it but because apparently being adorned in green silk and golden armor was too flamboyant by Midgard standards. A shame really, but alas it was the price to pay for hiding in plain sight. Their lover always said they looked great in anything, from a three piece suit, to a free flowing sundress, to even a simple pair of baggy pajama pants. And while all those outfits were... fine... Loki had to admit there was one piece of mortal clothing they did truly enjoy. To be specific, they meant the worn out sweatshirt their love would accidentally leave behind when in a rush to get to work. Not that he knew of course, they made sure to toss it back in place before he came home. They wouldn't be caught dead indulging in such a... preposterous piece of cloth. (Little did they know their love was not blind to the ever vanishing sweater, but rather purposeful in his placement.)

[samantha-and-nellie]

had a lightning strike moment and wrote a short fanfic from grandmary’s pov (and yes, it’s about grief). it’s all written, so hopefully editing and posting tomorrow!

[bli-morris]

Incorporated, brilliant.