Mmmhmhmgmgn mermaid byers and prince Mike RAAAAAAAAAAA

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good omens in sandman??? its real now

Sokka after saying they should leave Zuko 🫂

brewing up something for my #1 fans/supporters! @smoosnoom & @willelfanpage <33

madwheeler circa ‘92, begrudging best friends

for my sweet/darling/lovely/perfect @strangeswift <3

okok ive been in love with @ssreeder ‘s fanfic “leaving it all behind” it’s so angsty and well written i just had to draw one of my favorite scenes

You made this?! With your hands?!?!

I don’t even know the proper reaction or gif to give you because I am completely floored right now...

What an amazing piece of art you have created and I’m just honored that you like my story enough to make something this wonderfully-angsty.

If you wanna read it well, just heed the tags my friends, but here you go... LIAB <3

It’s not all angst! (I’m lying it’s a LOT of fucking angst.)

stranger things season five spoiler

It's klance trope month 💙❤️

Day 11: flirty x flustered + flustered x flustered

kisses

more 🐢🦆 wip [id in alt]

some beetles cant fly but they dont mind. they are more armored than agile and in certain situations this is desirable

turns the page of my textbook. what eelse is there to learn

the common ancestor of all current day beetles was a sect of philosphers in ancient greece that took to creeping secretly within the earth as an ideal lifestyle

‘Would you love me if I was a fish?’

The miserable wizard reading that his favorite spell, “instant painful organ failure IV” has been banned by the council, closing his newspaper and crying softly to himself while a light misting or rain falls outside

*turns to face camera* i told you to stop narrating me motherfucker

But, as the wrathful wizard was about to punish the humble narrator, he remembered that his favourite spell had just been banned. He lowered his magical and handsome skull orb, which ceased glowing ominous green gradually, and sat down on his pimped out evil armchair -the kind to have spikes and gems and such opulent details-, and let out a great sigh, resting his cheek on his fist. It was just not the same without it...

stop that!

AU where Maul doesn’t get sent to a trash planet and recovers his sanity much faster so by the time Anakin is twelve he and Obi-Wan have Maul periodically popping up while they’re on missions and trying to kill them.

at one point he actually manages to sneak into the temple, but because it’s a centuries old structure that’s been continuously added to for almost as long as it’s been around, it’s completely impossible to navigate without a map, so he ends up lost inside the temple for weeks. by the time he finds Obi-Wan some poor master has mistaken him for a lost shadow who just got home after years and years and has fed him and bathed him and clothed him in jedi tunics

It turns out that Obi-Wan isn’t even IN the temple, so Maul decides to continue his cover as a jedi until he gets back. By the time Obi-Wan does return, Maul has actually started enjoying his new life and doesn’t want to leave it, so when he runs into Obi-Wan in the hallway, he ignores him. Obi-Wan, who can’t believe that the man walking around in beige and bowing respectfully whenever someone greets him is Maul, decides that it must be a weird coincidence and decides to be perfectly polite and normal about it and then go cry in his room alone.

#“master windu i haven’t moved on from qui-gon’s death - I keep seeing maul everywhere” #*cuts to maul glowering in a corner mulling over the ways he can kill kenobi but keep the clothes food and sweet accommodations* (via @smhalltheurlsaretaken)

The AUDACITY of this man to claim there were no signs. I mean, my hair was shorter than his, he’d seen me fight in social dancing to dance the male parts, I’d gotten really into the panto topic in drama… the signs were the size of skyscrapers!!

(I consider myself trans masc now btw)

would you guys like to see the greatest beanie baby poem ever written

For the record, this is runner:

Not at all what I thought it would be.

Exactly what I thought it would be.

Do Not call me a liar on my own post again!

It is a real poem! And it is magnificent.