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The best cartoons I've seen until now

They are sorted alphabetically :3

-American Dragon

-Avatar the last airbender

-Ben 10

-Chip and dale rescue rangers

-Code Lyoko

-Codename Kids next door

-Courage the Cowardly Dog

-Danny phantom


-Foster home for imaginary friends

-Gravity falls

-Hey Arnold

-House of Mouse

-Jackie chan adventures

-Kim Possible

-Martin Mystery

-Miraculous Ladybug

-Moster Allergy 

-My life as a teenage robot

-Proud Family


-Secret Saturdays

-Steven Universe

-Teen titans

-The adventures of Jimmy Neutron 

-Xiaolin Shouwdown


Networks and how they treat revivals/reboots
  • <p> <b><p></b> <b>Disney, Nickelodeon, and Adult Swim:</b> Hey there folks, we know you love these shows so we are going to bring them back and make them so both you, the longtime fans, and possibly new fans can watch and enjoy it. Now there may be some changes, but the changes we are making are for the better and we are sure you will enjoy them. We will also be getting as many of the original staff members as possible to work on the show so that it can still have the same charm that fans grew up loving while also getting new talent from people who have worked on some very popular and well received shows.<p/><b>Cartoon Network:</b> Hey everyone, we are here to ruin iconic shows! Watch as we make the powerpuff girls rarely fight crime, water down the violence, and make them hip and cool so that the audience can connect with them. If that's not your taste, maybe you will love Teen Titans Go, since we are always saying IT'S YOUR NEW FAVORITE SHOW! Watch as how we take all the characters you love and make them be complete idiots while also airing it non stop and never giving shows like adventure time, regular show, Justice League Action, or clarence reruns! Because why would you want to watch those shows when you can instead watch Teen Titans Go, YOUR NEW FAVORITE SHOW! And to top it all off we are bringing back Ben 10 again, and this time, it sucks even more then omniverse! Also take a look at our experience staff with the creators of TTG admitting they have barely seen any episodes of the original series along with the creator of the PPG reboot saying that Craig Mccracken, the original creator of the PPPG, gave him his blessing even though Craig confirmed on his twitter that he said no such thing!<p/></p><p/></p>

quorratheiso  asked:

Imagine The Losers Club as the most dysfunctional superhero team

ok but listen i Love this so much i could even write a fic for this au
have some headcanons about their abilities;

Bill: Telekinesis. Bill can move litterally anything he wants with his mind. at first it was little stuff like a pen or a paper sheet, but the more he grown up, the bigger his power became. he’ll soon discover his abilities are, in fact, related to his emotions, and the stronger the emotions he will feel will be, the bigger the objets he will be able to move will get, even people.
“no Stan, I won’t l-l-let you move. You’ll come with us and save this f-f-fucking city.”

Richie: Invisibility. Richie can render himself unseen by everyone and do whatever he wants without being seen. he keeps using his power on bad purposes like to annoy the other members of the team and scaring them all the time, or to steals stuff
”oooOOOOooh i’m the ghost of Eddie’s underpant, flying through the house!!!”

Stan: Telepathy. Stan can read people’s mind, but also affect their minds/thoughts. It started with terrible headaches, then he started hearing voices that werent his (the poor boy was terrified).
Now he has learn how to control his power and can choose to hear only one person’s thoughts at once
”….I wish I didn’t hear what you were thinking about, Richie. You’re so gross…..”

Eddie: Healing factor. Just by touching someone’s injury, Eddie can heal it and take all of their pain. Unfortunately, it’s only working on other people, but not on himself. He discovered his powers by touching a bird which couldn’t fly, and flew away as soon as his hand touched it.
”Could you stop hurting yourself on purpose all the fucking time to see if my power still works?? Of course it still works!!”

Mike: Fire Manipulation. Mike can create, shape and manipulate fire with his hands. Like the other members of his team, he couldn’t control his power, and everytime he would have a strong (negative) emotion, he would create fire. Unfortunately, his power was also the cause of many incendies, inclunding his own house…
”If you tell me one more time “hot damn” I swear to god…”

Ben: Enhanced Strength. Ben can lift approximately 10 tons with his hands,  he can crush, lift, throw, or catch items of great weight without hurting himself. Like most members of the team, Ben’s abilities gets stronger when he gets a negative feeling, especially anger or sadness. Scared to hurt people, Ben can’t touch anyone until he will be able to have a better control of his own strenght
”I’ve already told you; I won’t carry all your bikes in my arms because you guys don’t want to ride them home…”

Beverly: Plants manipulation.  Beverly can create, shape and manipulate plants, including trees, vines, flowers, but also part of the plants (leaves/fruits). She can also revive withered or dead plants just by touching them with her hands, make them grown flowers, fruits.  yea… kinda like Poison Ivy!
The other members of the team love her power, she’s also the one who made them their “secret base” as they’re calling it; a cabin on a tree


Favourite couple: Ben & Sophie





(What the fuck is he doing here? Lol)



He always

The Villain? (Or victim)

🙌 God Bless Mike Faist 🙌

Eddie’s mom calls in the middle of a slumber party

Eddie: everyone, SHUT UP!!!!!!*picks up phone* hey mom


Richie: come back to bed!! *various sex noises*

Stan: tell her i said hi!

Bill: hey! P-pass the weed!

Bev: *blasting out curse words*



Madi x Silver | Black Sails 03.04 

“[The Queen’s] daughter, I believe. From the deference she’s shown, I imagine she’s next in line.”

when bev left, a part of richie did too. it tugged at her shirt sleeves, begged for her return, settled next to her and watched helplessly as she cried herself to sleep. his room still smelled like her sometimes, cherries and cigarette smoke. he waited nights on end for a tap on the glass, for that moment when she’d return and they’d take to the streets with bottles of cheap beer and stolen cigarettes hanging from their lips. he longed for the nights of recklessness, hands intertwined, knees bruised with how many times they tripped over their own two feet. he’d wait for days for that little red flag on the mailbox, hoping that for once it’d be a sign that she was still there - that she was still alive. it never came. the promises stained in his skin were crumbling more with every second that flew pass. he missed her - he missed the feeling of her hair tickling his cheeks, and the wistful conversations they shared deep into the night - when the sky turned obsidian, and the world stood still. when it was just them against the world, and nobody else. the world felt bleaker without beverly marsh, the absence of that red shock of hair dulling derry even further. 

and, then, he too forgot to keep sending updates. he too forgot about the dimples in her cheeks, and the freckles across her nose. who was beverly marsh? did he know her once? 

eventually, the kaspbraks started packing their bag’s. richie didn’t stop trembling for days - when his hands shook, eddie held them softly in his own, he kissed the bruises that formed on richie’s knuckles, brushed his palm against the pallor of richie’s cheek. ‘i love you, don’t leave me’ - the whisper pushed from his lips, the ghost of a confession, the quietness of a kiss. they wrapped themselves around each-other that night, limbs tangled in one another like the winding of a web. the stars shone a little brighter, their hearts beat a little louder. the moment was infinite, endless - but then it wasn’t.

the beat up car, with the mangled license plate pulled out of the driveway, sonia didn’t let him say goodbye. there was no hugs, no kisses, no ‘i’ll never forget’s’. there was nothing but pain, a hole where his heart should have been, a cautious wave from his bedroom window. and then he was gone, and for weeks richie waited on the promise of a phone call that never came, for weeks richie sobbed into a pillow that still smelled like sugar and strawberry cream. for weeks he tried to find the words to say packaged in a letter, before he was forced to remember that sonia wouldn’t give him their new address. he remembered that their red line was tethered the second eddie left derry. he remembered the piece of him that was taken, he wondered when he’d get to leave too.

and then he forgot. he forgot how dizzy eddie made him feel - he forgot the taste of his lips, and the sound of his voice. sometimes, the name, eddie kaspbrak would leave a classmate’s lips and richie’s lips pinched together and he tried to remember where he’d heard it before - but nothing came up. he didn’t know a boy named eddie kaspbrak, it didn’t ring a bell.

eventually, richie leaves too. they all do, but he’s the third one. theres a promise hanging in the air, a promise that he won’t miss derry. he won’t miss the chills that ran up his spine whenever he got too close to the kissing bridge, he won’t miss tripping over his own two feet as he ran away from the tired slurs thrown at his every action, he wouldn’t miss the constrained smiles of his parents when he talked a little louder than he should. he would however miss the warmth of bill denbrough, and the softness of ben hanscom. he’d miss the heart of mike hanlon, and the gentle prodding of stan uris. he’d miss the cuddles, and the movie marathons. he knew he would, he hoped they would miss him too.

just two weeks later he finds polaroids in the bottom of his suitcase, there’s something vaguely familiar about the boy with the endless dimples, and the girl who wore her overalls a little too big. something familiar about the way the freckled boy clung to him, or the joking stare of big brown eyes. but he couldn’t place it. he couldn’t place any of their faces - he wondered how he knew them, he wondered if they were just passing faces in the crowd. he wish he knew, but eventually, he forgot about those too. he forgot about the blurry pictures that he had thrown into the cardboard box in the closet, he forgot - and he didn’t remember, he wouldn’t. not for a long time.

playlist to go to sleep to.

1. mad sounds - arctic monkeys

2. sense - tom odell

3. firefly - ed sheeran

4. holding a heart - toby lightman

5. nothing arrived - villagers (live from spotify version)

6. i wanna be yours - arctic monkeys

7. she treats me well - ben howard

8. break the silence - the dig

9. work song - hozier

10. lilywhite - luke sital-singh

11. hot gates - mumford and sons

12. time of war - the vantage

13. losing you - aquilo

14. petrichor - keaton henson

15. shiver - lily rose

16. grand optimist - city and colour

17. broken - jake bugg

18. the end of all things - panic!  at the disco

19. a rush of blood to the head - coldplay

20. new slang - the shins

21. special death - mirah

22. konstantine - something coporate

23. i will follow you into the dark - death cab for cutie

24. berlin - ry x

25. skinny love - bon iver

26. chord left - agnes obel

27. follow you down to the red oak tree - james vincent mcmorrow

28. pictures - benjamen francis leftwich

29. in dreams - ben howard

30.  hey now - london grammar

31. arsonist’s lullabye - hozier

32. prayer in c - lilly wood and the prick

33. promise - ben howard

34. stay tonight - tom odell

35. smoke - daughter

36. ghosts that we knew - mumford and sons

37. till i lost - tom odell

38. it’s hard to get around the wind - alex turner

39. piledriver waltz- arctic monkeys

40. hiding tonight - alex turner

colour of the trap - miles kane

Jesus I only planned to put twenty songs down.