jason toad
I have feelings about this for reasons.
“Is that Toad I hear out there?” A voice came from the kitchen window.
“Hey Milt. Yeah it's me. Brought some friends in for waffles and probably bottomless hashbrowns... If I know Roy.”
“Bottomless hashbrowns?” Both Roy and Maggie asked in a reverent tone.
Gonna plan a "Slutty Boys Party" on Nar Shaddaa's promenade on all servers where you bring one of your boys with his tits out on all servers. (This is totally not in retaliation about the companion ladies in bikinis and his having a tiff if you even suggest a slutty outfit for guys what do you mean.) (NS so it's cross faction)
Finally a party where Xhrro or Taroché won't look out of place.
i had three fic ideas. wrote one. i still have three fic ideas. this is not how math is supposed to work.
can this post please back up it’s too close to home
I had five ideas, I wrote two, now I have seven
Listen. They’re called “plot bunnies” for a reason, and it’s not just because they hop around all over your brain demanding attention.
🎶99 fanfic ideas on my blog
99 fanfic ideas~
Take one down, pass it around
137 fanfic ideas on my blog🎶
For anyone who ever asked me where ideas come from. They creep in and breed when you’re making something else.
deanna during all this: HEY SUNNY D! WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL PEOPLE WITH ANGELS!
-Ashton after hugging Deanna.
The moment Deanna decided to cover those holy symbols.
When Ashton sees turmoil in your heart (and bothers to say anything) you listen.
addressing a mutual by name for the first time is so scary like what if they think im creepy for it what if the name in their bio isn’t even their name and it’s just some random name they put there and everyone knows that but me what if they hate me personally what if i check 5 times but still spell it wrong
See also, what if the name I know them by on the internet is a name they are totally ok with me using but then I use it to refer to them with other people who know them and THOSE people think I'm a freak?
do you ever think about Alderaan, like really think about Alderaan. Because yes I was reading the wiki for a writing thing and I did just watch rogue one and. Do you think about how it was a sunny afternoon day, when the death star eclipsed the sun? how many rebels saw it and knew what it meant, by then, knew that it was too late. Do you think about the two billion people on the planet, which is a number too great to imagine, but do you ever think about babies being held tight on last time with silent apologies from parents who failed to protect them or themselves and friends who held on to eachother, and people who called their family off planet, desperate to say goodbye because thats all they could do and and-
how many children where there on Alderaan that day, did anyone count? Did anyone write down their names in the hope that it would make it matter more, if someone remembered them.
Who stood there and watched, everyone on the death star was ordered to, did they know what they were doing? how could they ever live with themselves after that? How do you wrap around your head, two billion people. A whole planet.
Can you think of recieving this news, alderaan gone? what part? all of it, all of it, imagine of earth, now imagine it all gone, imagine the people you are fighting being capable of this. How do you hold on to hope? how do you ever feel like you can fight against something so utterly destructive, that can make your life, and the life of everyone who came before you so utterly meanlingless. How did Leia Organa, whose father died hoping her to be alive, trusting her to never let this happen again, ever look on to a crowd of people and asked them to fight.
I think she was 19 at the time, think about that.
Do you think about surviours with tattoes of the rebel alliance starbird like tears underneath their eyes, the complete loss of their culture and people so thoughrly theres nothing left to mourn, nothing at all. How do you mourn that? How do you process?
Do you think about libraries and museums, and parks and walls full of shitty graffiti.
the full scale of what was lost makes me dizzy, nursery rymes, and languages and statues, and people so many people.
I think about the aftermath and everyone trying to hold on so desperatly to what they rememeber, their history, their culture, the name of the funny little bakery down the street. About people furiously looking through name data bases of surviviours, hoping so desperatly that the people they love miraculously survived.
Do you think about what it really means, that millions of voices cried out in the force before being destroyed, that force users woke up in cold sweat knowing something utterly awful had happened, for no reason at all, did they have to live with the grief of a planet in their chest?
Do you ever think about the cost of war, of rebelion?
Do you ever think about Alderaan?
Aabria playing a demolitions expert goat is the 180 degrees possible poetic justice or retribution for poor Jerry.
“I love other people’s problems.” - Lord Percival Frederickstein von Musel Klossowski de Rolo III.
reblog the money pigeon for a financially stable future
I reblog the money pigeon because I love him.
I reblog the money pigeon because its a dinosaur
"We're talking low prices."
It's Alecto, in her favorite t-shirt that she never got to wear from another life! I do hope there's still some Nona in her somewhere, but I also fully support her on her quest for revenge. Come on, Barbie-- let's go party.
I GOT A FUCKING RAISE THE POTATO WORKED WTF
What they said.
I need some luck!
Hoping for some!
OP: "So it turns out the plucking of the hairpin and the hairstyle falling apart the way it does in novels really is real."
always blows my mind as a european when people talk about states like “yeah theres nothing in ohio/montana/wyoming/etc” because i look at a map like but. but theyre so big. every state could qualify as its own country what do you mean theres nothing there. and then i ask people from those states and theyre like “yeah theres nothing here” what do you mean theres nothing there!!!
What’s in the steppes of Russia, or the northern forests of Scandinavia? What’s in the Sahara desert?
id like us to sit here and identify some key differences between the sahara desert and ohio for a moment
as a former Ohio resident I think that the key difference is that the sahara probably has more jobs unrelated to meth
untapped meth market in the depths of the sahara desert
