can't wait for this damn show

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Take it, take it, take it! Mark is ready to stab you with some fresh sharp rap

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Z Nation meme | one character  —– Alvin Bernard Murphy

I am not one of the resurrected, I’m your messiah.

  • Theater kids the week before the show: This whole damn show is going to shit. The leads don't show up to rehearsal, nobody knows their lines, not one person has bothered to listen to the soundtrack at home. Don't even bother coming to the show it'll be a waste of your money it'll be a major fucking disaster
  • Theater kids the week of the show: It's coming along really great! This show is so much fun, and we can't wait to finally reveal all of our hard work to everyone! I can't wait to see you there I'm sure you're gonna love it :)
Always the Double-Agent

I’m crying because I knew, as soon as he recycled the “things about me you wouldn’t like” line, I knew he was a good guy here, infiltrating Hydra.

But even more than that they made it about him protecting Skye, cuz she’s InHuman. And I think about how much of a role he played in her becoming that in S2 and how everything went wrong.

But how even if he’s “always the double agent” as Jemma said, one thing remains the same, his feelings for Skye.

And I’m crying cuz she didn’t have to have that scene in the garage with him where she apologized to him, and told him her real name, unless she’s connecting with him again, and he’ll just end up getting left behind in the Framework, and damn I knew this was gonna be a wicked cruel piece of Skyeward they’re giving us but I just can’t help but appreciate the fact that, in the Framework, they’re on the same side, working together, and I just really wish we could have this for good, bring Ward back with them somehow.

Though I know with this show hope means nothing, and I’ll just get heartbroken again, but bring it on, cuz I love Skyeward, no matter what they do or say.

Senior Initiate Kenobi

Hello There! I just wanted to thank everyone for their overwhelming response to my first little bit fun with Ahsoka and Tiny BB! Obi-Wan. (That is totally his name now and no one will convince me otherwise.) I am so, so humbled by all of the lovely comments and tags and reblogs you’ve given me and I cannot thank you all enough!

And now, we return to our previously scheduled Adventures of Ahsoka and Obi-Wan!

And if you have no idea what I’m talking about Part One is right here! And you can find Part Three here!


Was Ahsoka losing her mind?

“I’m sorry. What did you say your name was?” she sputtered in shock.

If it was possible, the boy in front of her looked even more crestfallen than before, his blue eyes darting off to the side as he hunched his shoulders defensively and bowed his head. “My name is Obi-Wan Kenobi.”

Yes. Ahsoka decided she was losing her mind.

Or maybe this a dream? Or a Force vision? Yes! Let’s go with Force vision. But what is the Force trying to tell me?

And why did this tiny version of Master Obi-Wan look so terribly depressed?

“It’s nice to meet you, Obi-Wan,” Ahsoka finally said, returning his bow with one of her own. “Where were you headed in such a rush?”

Obi-Wan seemed startled at her kind words and looked up at her, his wide blue-grey eyes doing that squinting thing Master Obi-Wan’s did whenever Anakin was trying to pull a fast one over him. It was almost comical coming from a child half her age.

Comical and heartbreakingly familiar.

“I was on my way to saber practice with Master Drallig,” Obi-Wan sighed, apparently deciding that Ahsoka was to be trusted. “I’m afraid I shall be late now. Master Drallig will be most displeased with me.”

Saber practice? With Master Drallig? Then that meant…

This is the Temple. I’m in the Temple. On Coruscant. This is a vision of the past. Of Obi-Wan’s past.

But why was the Force showing her this?

“Why don’t I go with you and explain it to him?” Ahsoka offered, a smile on her face. “If it hadn’t been for me, I’m sure you would have been right on time, right?”

Obi-Wan bit his lip and looked off to the side, his hands clasped behind his back as he rocked on his heels. “Ah… well, to be perfectly honest, Master Ahsoka, I am already tardy for my instructions.”

“How late are you?” Ahsoka asked, incapable of believing that Obi-Wan Kenobi could be late to anything, let alone to a class on lightsaber instruction. Anakin, yes, but Obi-Wan? Never!

Obi-Wan frowned. “Class started fifteen minutes ago.”

“Fifteen minutes ago?” Ahsoka echoed, shocked. That did not sound like the Master Obi-Wan she knew. “Why are you already so late?”

And why do you still look so sad?

Pursing his lips, Obi-Wan managed to get out a pained but polite answer. “I was talking with Master Sinube and he can be a bit… loquacious. It would have been terribly rude of me to interrupt him! He is a very wise master and I… eh-hem. And now I am even more late, Master Ahsoka.”

Then Initiate Obi-Wan did the same thing that Master Obi-Wan did when it was clear he was done explaining himself: he pulled his hands from behind his back, set his chin, and nodded solemnly. When she had been younger it had been intimidating at first, then amusing and now, to see the origins of that little head nod on such a small boy, it was positively endearing.

“Well then at least let me go with you to explain my part in this whole mess,” Ahsoka smiled, a soft and affectionate laugh following her statement. “Where is the class being held?”

“In the Northern Solar Room,” Obi-Wan explained, marching forward and his head held high. “And thank you, Master Ahsoka, but you need not impugn your honor on my account. I, alone, am responsible for my actions. I chose to offend Master Drallig’s sense of punctuality and I should pay the price for it.”

Ahsoka shook her head, a feeling of warmth and affection for this tiny version of her master’s master suffusing the Force. “I think my honor can take the hit, Obi-Wan.”

Obi-Wan looked back at her, one eyebrow arched in skepticism. He gave her a long look with those clear blue-grey eyes before he came a conclusion and shook his head. “As you wish, Master Ahsoka.”

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@jacelghtwood replied to your postExactly why am I forcing myself to continue…

Lucifer is one of my favorite shows, I’m so glad you like it now too! =D

The thing is, I’ve heard really good things about it but I still was a bit… I dunno?? Indecisive maybe? I thought it was a crime series like any other out there, with a nice otp but still. I never expected it to be so damn funny. I laughed so many times and besides I only watched the pilot yet and we all know that pilots are often…not that great. But this one? I can’t remember the last time I was hooked that fast on a show. 

And Then There Were None sentence starters
  • Have you anything to say in your defense?
  • It's the end, you see--the end of everything.
  • It would take a lot to send me off my head.
  • I feel quite sane at the minute, thank you.
  • Be sure thy sin will find thee out.
  • Why make me say it when it's on the tip of your own tongue?
  • Fits too damned well to be a coincidence.
  • I'll be dangerous when I get a hold of him.
  • Always carry that about with you?
  • Many homicidal lunatics are quiet, unassuming people.
  • It's true, isn't it? We're all waiting for the end.
  • It's only in books people carry revolvers around.
  • Do try and restrain your feelings.
  • I'd stake my reputation on your sanity.
  • You know, that's a clever idea of yours.
  • Sleeping the clock round, shows you've got an easy conscience.
  • That's hardly proof of an unbalanced mentality.
  • The trouble with you is you know too much.
  • I can't feel that you've got enough imagination for this job.
  • I was brought up to keep my head and never to make a fuss.
  • The damned fool, he believed every word I said.
  • My god, she's dead!
  • It's mad! Absolutely mad! We're all mad!
  • Somebody must have taken it!
  • Of of us is a murderer.
  • I'll be damned if I'll give up my revolver!
  • Suspicious devil, aren't you?
  • I'll tell you it's been stolen from me!
  • Remember, if we separate, the murderer gets his chance.
  • A question of time? Time? We can't afford time!
  • You've got your wits about you, even if you've been scared half out of your life.
  • How can you tell such a wicked lie?
  • Don't be a damned fool.
  • It's damned odd.
  • When did I lay claims to being an honest man/woman?
  • One feels safer here, out in the open...
  • Isn't it very risky?
  • One has got to trust someone.
  • We've come to the truth now, and it's the end.
  • The whole thing might be a dream.