#yeas THAT buckethead

[skutter]

There's an overlap between the M*A*S*H and Red Dwarf fandoms on tumblr, which isn't that surprising at all. But there is also an overlap with the Texas Chainsaw Massacre 2 fandom on both and

I'm confused

And yet

Not at all? I don't get it but I do, and that confuses me as well.

[togatafirepunch]

inktober/monstober days 1-6

1 mermaid | 2 enderman

3 enoch | 4 jennifer

5 buckethead | 6 dada

[videoviolence]

followed bc the feel of the blog is just impeccable. i feel like i'm in a dingy little underground video store with no windows lit by a single lightbulb or some shit. also i read the about page & i like buckethead's music too. this place rules!

YEAHHHHH THATS EXACTLY TH VIBE IM TRYING TO PUSH ACROSS

[downthroat]

The boiling pond by buckethead reminds me of graduating high school. And my boyfriend that would bring me a red bull and cigarettes every morning and we’d sit in his car and he’d be like babe this is so good and I would be like yea it is so can you stop talking. We were both mean as fuck to each other bc our lives sucked so bad separately

[tenacitydisturbed]

wait who’s buckethead? it seems familiar?

hes a musician uuuhh you might know his song jordan, thats in guitar hero i think but yea

cool ass music

[kingdomheartsloversstuff]

Yea if you hadn’t noticed I am on a roll again. Hope you guys like it!

It was a great relief to the crew when the Ghost safely landed back on Lothal. Despite the Empire’s ever growing presence on the planet, there was still a feeling of safety and security the planet offered. This place was home, giving the crew a sense of peace when on the planet. They were not truly any safer here than anywhere else, but there was just something about the familiarity of the planet that put everyone at ease. At least it usually did. Nothing could bring Garazeb Orrelios peace. Not while the Empire was still at large. 

Not with the knowledge of his husband's death weighing heavily on his mind. 

Why hadn’t he listened to Kanan? Why had he let himself get his hopes up that Alex was alive? Why hadn’t he thought to look sooner?

Despite everything they said, deep down Zeb knew Alex’s death was his fault. If he had thought to look sooner they might have found him before he died. Might have saved him from a slow, agonizing death, alone and terrified in the claws of the Empire. Nothing anyone said would change that fact. 

He was a complete and utter failure as a king, but he could at least make the Empire suffer for what they had done and everything they would certainly do. And he couldn’t do that while moping in his room. Lasat’s were warriors, so he would fight, fight to ensure no one forgot Lasan, fight to protect anyone else from suffering the safe fate, fight to earn his place by Alex’s side when the time came, fight to make the Empire pay. 

They would pay. 

With a growl, Zeb got to his feet, body keyed up, ready to fight every buckethead he ran into. He needed to feel the crumble of their armor between his hands, to hear their terrified screams as he tore through their armies. It was poetic justice really, their screams would perfectly mirror the screams of his people.

“Hey buddy,” Kanan greeted as Zeb stepped out of his room, Zeb though was not in the mood for small talk. 

“What’s the mission?” Zeb asked. 

“Hera is with Fulcrum right now,” Kanan said. “I think there's something Sabine wants to show you though.” He added, trying and failing to hide an eager smile. 

“Show me?” Zeb asked, the anger temporarily draining out of him. What could she possibly want to show him? 

“It’s kind of a present for you,” Kanan explained. “Come on let me show you.” 

“Uh okay….” Zeb said, curiosity piqued as Kanan led him towards Kanan’s room. What could Sabine have in Kanan’s room for him? 

“Hey Sabine, are you ready?” Kanan said, poking his head inside the room.

“Almost….” Sabine slowly said from inside. “Is Zeb with you?” “I’m here Bean,” Zeb said. 

“Okay….okay,” Sabine said, nervousness clear as day in her voice. She’d never been so scared to show him something, not since- “Okay it’s ready!” Zeb could smell her fear, rolling off in waves, threatening to completely swallow her whole. Not even that piece had her so nervous. What could this possibly be? 

Stepping inside, Zeb’s eyes first landed on Sabine, who was looking anywhere but Zeb as she gestured to the wall almost frantically saying, 

“Kanan let me paint something in here and this just kind of….happened. I wasn’t planning on this but the idea got into my head and I couldn’t stop myself-” Sabine was still rambling, but Zeb’s eyes were drawn to the piece. The first thing that caught his eye was that in the center he was standing there, one arm wrapped around a beaming Sabine’s shoulders. Next to her stood Kanan and Hera, arms wrapped around each other's waists. In front of Zeb stood Ezra, awkwardly grinning Chopper beside him, mechanical arms in the air. And behind Chopper stood- 

Zeb’s blood turned to ice as he processed who was standing behind Chopper and Ezra. Alex. 

Alex was in this painting, standing with his arm around Zeb, tenderly looking up at him with a smile just meant for him, Zeb smiling down at him with adoration in his eyes. It was a masterfully painted piece. 

It was the most vile thing Zeb had ever laid his eyes on. 

“What….is….this?” Zeb slowly growled, trying, and failing, to keep his growing rage in check.

“I just…I’m not really sure how it happened but Alex was your family so he’s kind of our family so I wanted to make sure a piece of him was with-”

“And you thought this was okay?” Zeb roared, turning to face Sabine who stumbled back in shock. 

“Hey!” Kanan snapped, face twisted in rage. “She made this for you! She was trying to-” “I don’t care what she was trying to do!” Zeb snapped. “Alex is gone! He never was and never will be able to be a part of our family! What kind of sick joke is this?”

“I-it wasn’t supposed to be a joke,” Sabine whispered, tears in her eyes. Under normal circumstances, he might have felt bad for hurting her feelings. But these were not normal circumstances and he would not let her think anything about this was even remotely okay. “I just- I didn’t think I just painted-” “Yea, you weren't thinking!” Zeb roared, “Because if you were you would know this is sick and-” “She was trying to show that even though he never could be a part of our family he is because of you,” Kanan snapped. “She wanted to do something nice for you and this is how you thank her?” “You call this nice?” Zeb growled, pointing at the offending piece. “Get rid of it!” 

“What-” Sabine gasped, eyes wide in shock. 

“She doesn’t-” “I said get rid of it!” Zeb roared, raising a hand to claw through the piece.

“NO!” Kanan cried, throwing his hands out, freezing him in place with the force before showing him back with all of his strength, Zeb hitting the back wall with enough force to knock the breath out of his lungs, Zeb desperately trying to catch his breath as he collapsed to the ground. Covering her mouth in a pointless attempt to hide her sobs, Sabine ran out of the room, past a startled Hera who cried out, 

“Sabine!” 

“What the hell?” Kanan snarled, glaring down at Zeb who was slowly getting back to his feet with shaking limbs. “What is wrong with you?” “What happened in here?” Hers sternly asked, walking over to stand beside Kanan, glaring daggers at Zeb. 

“Oh sure, take his side huh?” Zeb growled, leaning heavily against the wall, Kanan shifting his stance to keep himself firmly between Zeb and Sabine’s piece. 

“All I know is Sabine is crying and you were yelling at her.,” Hera said, “So talk. What. Happened.” “That,” Zeb spat, pointing at the painting, “Happened.” Confused, Hera turned to look at the piece, a small smile forming on her face as she took it in. How could she be smiling at it? “Sabine painted this?” Hera asked, turning to face Kanan. 

“She did,” Kanan proudly said. 

“You let her paint in your room?” Hera asked, confused. How was everyone missing the point?

“She was in a funk and needed some help getting out of it,” Kanan said with a shrug. 

“You should’ve left her in it,” Zeb growled, Hera sharply turning to look at him, stunned. “It’s disgusting.” Hera’s expression turned icy as she said, 

“You and I both know you don’t mean that-” “I do,” Zeb spat, getting in Hera’s personal space to glare at her, Hera not backing down or even wincing at the violation of her space. “It’s a vile insult-” “Our family is not an insult,” Hera sternly said. “You should be honored Sabine considered your husband, a man she never even met, as apart of this family-” “There is nothing honorable about that!” Zeb snarled. 

“Don’t even think about touching it,” Kanan dangerously said. 

“What?” Hera asked, looking at Zeb like she couldn’t believe what she was hearing. 

“Zeb tried to destroy it,” Kanan said. 

“Garazeb Orrelios,” Hera sternly said, “If you touch that painting there will be consequences.” 

“You’re not my mother,” Zeb snapped. 

“No but this is my ship,” Hera said. “And you will respect it and its crew.” Zeb clenched his hands into fists, fury boiling his blood. How dare she talk about respect when Sabine refused to respect him! What right did she have to pretend she knew Alex or cared about him at all when she never even met him? 

“Go,” Hera snapped, leaving no room for argument. Zeb growled at Hera who continued to calmly look at him, Zeb storming out with an angry snarl, Kanan keeping himself planted firmly between Zeb and the piece, certain Zeb would still lash out at it. 

He was right to. If Kanan hadn’t been there he would have torn his claws through it, damned whatever Hera would do to him for it. That piece of bantha shit deserved it. Not even bothering to look back Zeb stomped out of Kanan’s room. Zeb forced himself to ignore the sound of Sabine’s crying coming from her now closed room and walked towards the cargo bay. he needed to get out of this suffocating ship-

“Hey!” Ezra snapped, running up to Zeb, trying to puff out his chest to make himself look more menacing then he ever was. The attempt only served to make the whole thing all the more laughable however. 

“What do you want?” Zeb snapped. 

“You made Sabine cry!” Ezra said, glaring up at him. “What’s that all about?”

“I don’t need to explain myself to you,” Zeb gruffly said, roughly shoving Ezra out of his way. 

“You guys are always talking about how you guys are family!” Ezra stubbornly said, running to keep up with him as he continued to walk off the ship. “Family doesn’t just make family cry-” “We are not a family,” Zeb snarled. “I don’t care what anyone else says, we never have and never will be a family!” Ezra starred up at Zeb in open mouthed shock. Good, he finally shut up. 

“That’s not true!” Or not. 

“You all may see yourselves as family but I know I’m the odd man out,” Zeb snapped. “I always have been and always will be. I know you guys only keep me around because you need some muscle and that’s fine. But don’t ever try and pretend I am anything but that because we both know that’s not true.” That finally seemed to completely shut Ezra up. With a scoff Zeb continued to walk down the ramp and off of the ship, ignoring the odd feeling in his chest as he remembered the sound of Sabine’s sobbing. 

He’d never hated a piece of her work before. Usually her work deserved all of the praise it got. She was a spectacular artist who he knew would go places. But she needed to grow thicker skin. Not all of her work would deserve praise and she needed to accept it when she was wrong and made something bad. 

She needed to learn people would criticize her work sometimes and she couldn’t go running off crying when that happened. Her crying wasn’t his fault or problem. She needed to learn this lesson even if she had to learn it the hard way. 

This was her fault, not his. They would come around eventually. 

---

This could not have gone more wrong. Kanan had thought giving Sabine a fresh start would help her out of her artistic funk. He had also thought Zeb seeing such a touching piece of Sabine trying to include pieces of Zeb into their family would help Zeb. But instead it had enraged Zeb to a point Kanan couldn’t even comprehend and left Sabine sobbing in her cabin, Kanan fearing she might never create again. 

“Any idea what that was all about?” Hera worriedly asked. 

“No clue,” Kanan admitted, looking up at Sabine’s work again. “I don’t understand why trying to bring Alex into the family would upset him so much…” Hera crossed her arms, a thoughtful expression on her face. 

“Maybe Zeb is just a little too raw right now,” Hera slowly said. “He has at this point in essence lost Alex twice now. That has to hurt.” 

“That doesn’t give him the right to-” Kanan began, anger swelling in his chest. “I am not saying what Zeb did was okay,” Hera firmly said. “I’m just trying to work through what went so wrong.” ”Right…” Kanan agreed, deflating at her words. “It just seems everything we do to try and make him feel more a part of this family only serves to drive a bigger wedge between us all…”

“I know…” Hera agreed. “We just need to give him some time.”

“We can’t just leave things like this!” Kanan exclaimed. Sabine was devastated, she might start destroying all of her beautiful work if they didn’t do something-

“Trying to talk to Zeb about this is probably only going to result in another fight,” Hera soothingly said. “We should talk to Sabine but Zeb needs to cool off.”

“Should we leave him for the mission?”

“Ordinarily I’d say yes,” Hera slowly said. “But we unfortunately do need him. We’re moving some heavy cargo for this mission and we need all the muscle we can get.”

“This is a bad idea…” Kanan grumbled. 

“Maybe.” Hera agreed. 

“Fulcrum should find someone else to do it.” 

“We can’t,” Hera firmly said. “Intel suggests the Empire is moving new weapons through Lothal, we’re the closest crew.” 

“When is this happening?” Kanan asked. 

“Today,” Hera said. 

“Do we have enough time to prep?” Kanan asked. 

“Fulcrum had a plan actually,” Ahsoka said. 

“Fulcrum doesn’t know our crew like we do,” Kanan grumbled. 

“No but they have solid intel on what this will entail.”

“I don’t like this….”

“Will you at least hear the plan out?” Hera asked. 

“I think we need to talk to Sabine first and make sure she’s okay,” Kanan said. 

“Agreed,” Hera said, a frown on her face. Without another word Kanan walked towards Sabine’s room where he could still hear her muffled cries. Knocking on the door, Kanan asked, 

“Sabine? Can we talk?”

“Leave me alone,” Sabine said with a sniffle. “I think we need to talk,” Kanan said. “Zeb should not have said those things-” “But he’s right!” Sabine said, opening the door, eyes still watery, clutching her sketchbook in his hands, torn pages littering the ground around her. “I wasn’t thinking about how he would feel about it-” “You did not do anything wrong,” Kanan firmly said, placing his hands on her shoulders. “You made a beautiful piece of art for a friend and he treated you horribly for it.”

“My art hurt him-” “That is not your fault,” Kanan firmly said. “You do not need to feel bad for making such gorgeous art-” “I should have asked before painting Alex,” Sabine whispered. 

“You shouldn’t have to ask to paint something,” Kanan firmly said. “Anyone who tries to say otherwise is wrong.”

“Zeb-” “Is being a dick,” Kanan said. 

“Bu-” “His trauma does not excuse his actions.” Kaan said. “He’s hurting yes but he has no right to take his rightful pain out on you. The Empire has done unforgivable things to billions of lives, including Lasan, right now Zeb is taking that pain out on the wrong people.”

“...what…what should we do?”

“All we can do is support him and put him back in line if he goes too far like he did just now.” Kanan said. 

“....Should I get rid of-” “No,” Kanan firmly said. “Not yet at least.”

“What do you mean?” “If after he cools off the painting stuff hurts too much-”

“I’ll get rid of it!” Sabine swore. “Whatever Zeb needs I’ll do it.”

“I know,” Kanan assured. “But please don’t do anything right now when emotions are running high.” 

“...alright,” Sabine sighed, setting her sketchbook aside. 

“Good.” Kanan said, “Now come on, we have a mission to prep for.” 

“A mission?” Sabine curiously asked, following Kanan out of her room back to the galley where Hera was already waiting with Chopper. 

“Where-”

“Zeb ran off,” Ezra exclaimed, joining the group.

“Let him,” Hera said. “We’ll get him later, for now we need to go over the plan.”

[gay-tater-tot]

Optimus: And although our mortal bodies may disappear and transform into the dust that sweeps even throughout the far reaches of space, at least I'd be away from fucking Megatron like god damn

Arcee: My spark lay desecrated and dripping energon. Cliffjumper is dead. I'm about to beat a bitch with my fucking bare servos.

Bulkhead: Aye am bieg. Buht stiell aye tri. Two protec mi chawrge. An then reeport. Too mah boi sarge. Fuck you Breakdown.

Ratchet: How could you do this? Everything was perfect. We had everything we ever could have wanted. Then you had to ruin it. The thing that mattered most to me. You broke my GOD DAMN THROWING WRENCH.

Bumblebee: Doo-Bee-Doo-Bee-Doo-Da-Doo-Bee-Doo-Bee-Doo. Doo-Bee-Doo-Bee-Doo DA DA DA DAAAA.

Ultra Magnus: So, as you can see I have put together a simple 152 page rule book to outline how you fuckers somehow do every little in the worst possible way.

Wheeljack: Ok so all you have to do is stabilize it, yea ok good. Now I'm just gonna carefully slide my servo in and cut the red wire. Done. Easy. It was actually the green wire? ... Fuck

Miko: No-No. You dab like this. What's it for? Uhm, it's a human custom that shows you have defeated a lesser opponent. You should do it to Buckethead OP.

Jack: I have gathered you all here today to inform you of something important. I literally regret everything in my entire life including being born. Thank you.

Raf: It's summertime, I've got my hat on backwards, and I'm ready to freaking party.

Agent Fowler: What the frick frack snic snack snapback quarterback touchback biofeedback click clack tic tac is going on here?

Megatron: Look at all of you. You brave brave soldiers that serve under me and would be willing to die for the Decepticon cause. You absolute fucking disappointments. You had ONE JOB!

Soundwave: *I II

II I_*

Starscream: Aw man come on it'll be fun. It'll be great like Iacon is the fucking best. Let's take the tra- nevermind nevermind. There's a bot lubricating in a cardboard box down there.

Knockout: Without Breakdown, I-I dont know if I can do this anymore. *stands on stack of Vehicons* LET'S MCFREAKING LOSE IT. UH, GET OUTTA YO MIND.

[east-germany]

You reblogged Buckethead? You wanna get married or somethin, punk???????????😡

Hell yea let’s go 🤘🤘

[mrharp9]

 I was tagged by: @newtype-princess

Objective: Answer these 85 statements about yourself, then tag others.

I’m tagging: Uhh nobody because 85 are a lot of questions but you are free to do it if you want

LAST

drink Water phone call Uhh. Pizza delivery like 3 weeks ago text message - I haven’t sent a text message since 2016 I think song you listened to - Pike 264, Poseidon - Buckethead time you cried - I can’t remember. A few months ago

EVER

dated someone twice - What does this mean kissed someone & regretted - Yea been cheated on - Nope lost someone special - Yes been depressed - Uhh yes gotten drunk and thrown up - Yes but only once

FAV COLOURS

Green, black, blue

IN THE LAST YEAR, YOU…

made new friends - Yes fallen out of love - Nope laughed until you cried - Thankfully yes found out someone was talking about you - What met someone who changed you - Uhh no found out who your friends are - ¿? kissed someone on your facebook friends list - Yes

GENERAL

how many of your facebook friends do you know irl - Most of them. Maybe 60 or 70% do you have any pets - One dog and one cat. And I fucking love them do you want to change your name - No what did you do for your last birthday - Met with my friends what time did you wake up today - 12 pm what were you doing at midnight last night - Watching Requiem for a Dream with my friends what is something you can’t wait for - Next Berserk episode what are you listening to right now - My dog barking about some stupid shit have you ever talked to a person named tom - No  something that’s getting on your nerves - My dog barking about some stupid shit most visited website - facebook, tumblr, youtube, reddit hair color - Brown long or short hair - Long hair because heavy metal is the law, baby do you have a crush on someone - On my gf what do you like about yourself - I’m confident and good at whatever I want to do want any piercings - Nope blood type - Idk nicknames - Harp relationship status - Loving my gf zodiac - Leo pronouns - He-him fav TV shows - I’m only watching Dragon Ball Super atm but I watched Stranger Things last year and I loved it. I don’t watch much of anything tbh tattoos - I want a Berserk one right or left handed - Right ever had surgery - Nope sports - Karate for a long time, now I just go to the gym piercings - 0 vacation - Yes please trainers - What

MORE GENERAL

eating - Nothing

drinking - Water

about to watch - Probably something my gf wants to watch with me Kappa

waiting for - I already answered this  want - Blind Guardian South American Tour 2018 get married - Nope career - HotS Pro Player Kappa

WHICH IS BETTER

hugs or kisses - Kisses lips or eyes - Lips shorter or taller - I don’t care older or younger - I don’t care either nice arms or stomach - Stomach hookup or relationship - I feel like you can’t really compare them but I prefer a good relationship troublemaker or hesitant - Uhh troublemaker I guess

HAVE YOU EVER

kissed a stranger - Yes drank hard liquor - Yes lost glasses - I don’t wear glasses turned someone down - Yes sex on first date - Uhh no I think?  broken someone’s heart - Yes had your heart broken - Uhh yes been arrested - Nope I’m a good boy cried when someone died - My cat is already old and when she dies you can bet I’ll be bawling my eyes out fallen for a friend - Yes

DO YOU BELIEVE IN

yourself - Fucking yes miracles - Nope love at first sight - Nope santa claus - Ofc. What do you mean if I believe in him? kiss on a first date - What does this mean angels - Lmao what

OTHER

best friend’s name - I always hated the concept of “best friends”. I don’t keep favorites eye colour - Brown fav movie - I don’t watch movies but uhh 2001: A Space Odyssey fav actor - I don’t watch movies

[bwiitched]

i do believe i’ll be switching out zach as i tried him out, and i really do not have that much muse for him, which is unfortunate. below is a list of characters i’m interested in taking up, so can yall help me on who to pick up ??

tom riddle ( harry potter ) with a tarjei sandvik moe fc. kind of a snake, but not inherently super bad. he’d be in his sixth year of hogwarts, and not aware of what he’d done to all the others. still kind of wants to take over the world, but lessened.

eveline ( re7 ) with a paris berelc fc. from resident evil seven. deadly obsession with family, and has a desperate need for it. stone cold killer, and extremely manipulative, is not afraid to threaten people to get what she wants.

beth washington ( until dawn ) with a jade thirlwall fc. kind, outgoing, and is the kind of person to take everything on herself. rational thinker.

warren graham ( life is strange ) with a tom holland fc. film buff, epitome of a nerd. likes to keep things casual, and jokes around a bit.

sam alexander ( marvel ) with a noah centineo fc. more based off of ultimate spiderman, so you have a lot of that team dynamic. competitive, rude, but really likes to have fun with his friends. aka, buckethead.

josh washington ( until dawn ) with a rami malek fc. thoughtful, loving, on a borderline love hate relationship with puns. exorcised ;; due to being a wendigo at one point in his life, so he has scars and stuff but .!! yea