I’m A Horrible Texter But I’m Also Really Bad At Talking To People In Person So I Really Have Nothing

devo continually pissing people off then telling them to shop at nermal’s pile continues to be hilarious to me

Dr Julien: that's a nice looking son you have there

Koko:

Dr Julien: would be a shame if someone were to,,, adopt him

Koko: Julian, we need to talk about your adoption problem.

Dr. Julien, with his six kids, two he built, one he semi-legally adopted/saved from a mafia, and three he saved from his bitter ex-coworker: What problem?

Whint: He doesn’t have a problem. These are our kids.

Koko: But you can’t adopt every sad kid you see-

Dr. Julien: Watch me.

There's so interesting bc I always saw it as:

Third life - Summer

Last life - Autumn

Double life - Spring (but in that way where it's sometimes really warm and then the next day it snows)

Limited life - Summer

i LOVE the headcanon of the different life series taking place in different seasons, and i especially love last life taking place during winter. something about having to trek through the snow and freezing cold alone, being practically hunted by the boogeyman. wowww.

Reader Appreciation

I’ve been seeing a lot of amazing posts lately thanking fanfic writers for that good, good content that we’re all disappearing into right now. And I love these posts, and FUCK YES, the healing power of art during these rough times, it can’t be said enough. But I feel like there’s something missing from these posts, and that’s the readers.

A lovely friend of mine recently shared something with the caveat that they “contribute basically nothing to fandom” and I was fucking floored. Like. This person has made playlists for fic, and shared art, and reached out to me to talk about my stories and other stories and like - that is the Work. They made me feel like my shitty writing was good enough to share, and that made me write more, and connected me with more people, and that sort of contribution doesn’t get acknowledged enough. I don’t write fiction because I have to, or for the likes or hits or whatever; I write it because I have a story I want to tell. On the days when my brain is cooperating, writing is a pleasure. On the days when my brain isn’t cooperating, comments from readers make my words feel meaningful anyway. This isn’t a one-way street, a producer/consumer situation. Or at least, it doesn’t feel like that to me.  And my best writing has been done when people are holding me accountable, or are pushing me to do better and I’m so grateful for that. And so grateful for you.

So. To the readers who comment on every chapter. To the readers who leave thoughtful essays in the comments and the readers who leave 😭❤️😱 or keysmashes. To the readers who are inspired for the first time to make art or write something themselves. To the readers who leave kudos. To the readers too anxious to comment (I’ve been there, sat in a space where I had no idea how to express how a story made me feel) and the fandom ghosts who dip in and read and vanish.

To readers who like or reblog or share or rec or send messages or don’t do any of these things.

Thank you for being here. Thank you for building this community.

Thank you for reading.

I was walking through the toy aisle at Target when I found this thing and had a VIOLENT AND IMMEDIATE FLASHBACK to when JP first came out and they had a bunch of REALLY COOL T Rex toys that I would have sold one of my scrawny small-child limbs for but my mother wouldn’t get me one because they were “too violent and also ate people” :(

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Always

Just realized I haven't made any Ninjago citizen memes in a while. lol time to rectify that

I need you to know the Cabbage Merchant thing is 98% canon

any atla headcanons to share?

My dude, I always have headcanons to share. Worth saying these are mostly post-show, and I haven’t read the comics or watched much of Korra so I assume there’s contradictory stuff here. So it goes.

Zuko loves kids, but he’s also petrified of them. Whenever he’s doing Fire Lord hosting things and there are kids present, he spends the whole time trying to figure out how to approach them without scaring them. Luckily, kids also love Zuko? Because he talks to them like they’re small adults (because all the children Zuko knew when he was a child literally were small adults) and they love that shit. Most events end with the Fire Lord surrounded by the kids, silently nodding and listening while they talk and talk and talk, because he’s worried if he says anything they’re gonna get scared and run off.

Sokka hates the Northern Water Tribe. Not the individual people, but the place/entity as a concept. He doesn’t realize it until later, probably after the war, but he does. He hates them. They closed themselves off from the world and decided they were okay with sacrificing the Southern Tribe for their own preservation. More than that, though, they bring up Yue every time they talk to him. It gets to the point where he will literally leave town if he hears there are dignitaries from the north around. Meanwhile, the Northern Tribe fuckin’ loves Sokka. He’s functionally a folk hero to them, and they spend a lot of time trying to get him to come back to the North Pole. As Sokka’s actively avoiding them, this has resulted in a globally scaled, very problematic game of hide-and-seek.

The north is less into Katara as a general rule. Even though Pakku came around on training women to fight with their bending, the rest of the tribe changes much more slowly. This gets better as time goes on, but the north tolerates Katara more than it embraces her due to her insistence they change their ways (yet another reason Sokka has decided he hates them). As a result, there’s a huge pilgrimage of lady benders who end up moving south. The waterbenders who rebuild the southern settlement are made up of at least 80% women. All southern waterbenders are taught to fight and heal in equal measure, regardless of gender.

As a younger man, Piandao was atla’s Batman. The White Lotus found him because he was vigilanteing it up all over the world before settling down in his mansion to systematically adopt a bunch of young fighters with confidence problems and authority issues.

The cabbage man was a Fire Nation spy. No, I will not be taking questions on this, thanks.

As part of building inter-nation unity, Zuko encourages the Ember Island Players to perform work from the Earth Kingdom or Water Tribe. This ends with Toph bankrolling a play about her life. Yes, the same actor from the episode plays her. Yes, she publicly endorses the myth that she sees through echo-location. Yes, she’s in the front row every night.

Roku and Sozin were literally the gayest. This isn’t even a headcanon. This is just, like, a fact. But. While Aang knows Zuko knows that Aang is technically his grandfather, Aang doesn’t know if Zuko knows that Aang is technically his grandfather who was in an open relationship with Zuko’s grandmother and Zuko's other grandfather and other grandmother. Aang can’t stop thinking about how to find out if Zuko knows. It haunts him. He wakes in the night and tries to figure out a way to ask Zuko or tell him without making it weird but there’s! not! any! way! to! casually! bring! that! up!

the mutuals sound like this

Me 🤝 Wilbur Soot

Being white pretty British boys that lust after salmon