Update:

Everytime i read an AU where the war ends and the clones get rights and everything i cant help but wonder how they would dress.

You have these guys who have literally NEVER had to dress themselves. There were always uniforms and they have primarily been around clones and jedi and then the war is over and they just have to start?? Wearing normal clothes??

I feel like this scenario would end in some of the most horrendous outfits the galaxy has ever seen. Just millions of very very badly dressed men.

2015-2025: A Decade of Charlie Cox as Daredevil ✨

What a fine wine 😍🍷

Facebook user Kai Steele posted this in the SWC group; the Maul in the background was apparently an unexpected surprise. 😂😂😅

I’ve already talked about the Marc Drooling Scene but. I just. I go insane over the way Marc loses his bodily functions here. He’s so drugged up he has to put in so much effort just to get up from the chair — only to hit the ground, hard. Drooling. Writhing on the floor. Stumbling all over himself. Pupils dilated and his eyes rolling back each time he has to get up. Legs like jelly. Forcing his body to move and it’s so hard, fuck, his whole body is weighed down from the sedation. Marc’s whimpers. The soft grunts. His feet getting all crossed as he tries to put distance between himself and Dr. Harrow. The “ungh..!” each time he falls. Single-minded in his goal to break out even though he can barely think through the drugged daze. How he attempts to put command into the first “no, you stay away from me” as he crawls away from Harrow. Then — the panic rising and actual desperation in his voice as he cries out “stay away from me!!” when Harrow continues trying to placate Marc, his tone intentionally gentle. Think about how terrifying this is for Marc to experience. To lose control of his body like this. To be at Harrow’s mercy. To be bodily and mentally falling apart like this with drugs in his system. So angry, so upset. A caged animal.

Moonknight x reader incorrect quotes- pt. 1

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Steven: Good morning.

Marc: Good morning.

Layla: Good morning.

Y/N: You all sound like robots, try spicing it up a bit.

Jake: MORNING MOTHERFUCKERS

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Steven: You’re a loose cannon, Marc.

Marc: No, I’m not. I’m a cannon maybe, but a loose cannon? Is that what you think of me?

Layla: I think you play by your own rules.

Y/N: No way, he thinks rules were made to be broken.

Steven: Those are all attributes of a loose cannon.

Marc: No, I’m just a reckless renegade. Jake is a loose cannon.

Jake: *smashes a chair*

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Steven: Good responses for being stabbed with a knife?

Marc: Rude.

Layla: That’s fair.

Y/N: Again? Jake!

Jake: Are you going to want this back, Y/N?

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Steven: I’ve done a lot of dumb stuff.

Jake: I witnessed the dumb stuff.

Layla: I recorded the dumb stuff.

Y/N: I joined in on the dumb stuff.

Marc: I TRIED TO STOP YOU FROM DOING THE DUMB STUFF!!!

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Steven: What if the person who named Walkie Talkies named everything?

Marc: Pregnancy tests are Maybe Babies

Jake: Socks are Feetie Heaties

Y/N: Forks are Stabby Grabbies

Marc: Defibrillators are Heartie Starties

Jake: Nightmares are Dreamy Screamies

Y/N: Stamps are Lickie Stickies

Khonshu, annoyed: You are disappointments

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Khonshu: Where’s Marc, Steven, and Y/N?

Jake, hiding Marc and Steven, and Y/N in the trunk of his taxi: They’re playing hide and seek.

Khonshu: Where?

Jake: I don’t think you get how this game works.

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Marc: Are we really going to let Steven keep Layla?

Jake: We kept Y/n.

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Steven: Bridge the generation gap by combining old and new slang into one!

Marc: Tubular AF!

Layla: Mood to the max!

Y/N, annoyed: Groovy, I hate it.

Jake, just as annoyed: If she breathes, she’s a square.

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Steven: Imagine if someone handed you a box full of all the items you have lost throughout your life

Marc: Self-esteem, haven’t seen you in years!

Layla: Oh wow, my childhood innocence! Thank you for finding this!

Y/N: I knew I lost those morals somewhere!

Jake: My moral code, is that you?

Steven:

Steven: I was just gonna show you this cool trunk my mother left me but do you guys need a hug?

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Steven: Anyone d-

Marc: Depressed?

Layla: Drained?

Y/N, Anubis’ avatar: Dead?

Jake: Disliked?

Steven: -done with their work… what is wrong with you people …

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Steven, banging on the door: Marc! Open up!

Marc: Well, it all started when I was a kid…

Jake: No, he meant-

Y/N: Let him finish.

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Jake, used to Y/N’s bullshit: Dammit, Y/N!

Y/N, who has done about 20 things since waking up: What?! It wasn’t me!

Jake: Sorry, force of habit. Dammit, Marc!

Marc: Not me either.

Jake: Oh…Then who set the apartment on fire?

Steven, who had a nightmare and kicked a candle into the curtains : *whistles*

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Y/N: You know, I’m starting to regret showing you how that blender works.

Jake, drinking toast: Why do you say that?

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Y/N: This is such a bad idea.

Jake: Then why are you coming along?

Y/N: One of us needs to be able to talk the cops out of arresting us when this inevitably goes wrong.

Y/N: And I love you.

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Y/N, defending Jake and himself: Okay. I get it. We’ve had a really hard time lately, we’re stressed out, seven people died-

Anubis: Twelve, actually.

Y/N: Not the point. Look, they’re dead now, and really whose fault is that?

Anubis: Yours!

Y/N, cleaning the blood off his suit's claws: That’s right: no one’s.

her head was cold 🥺 now they're twins!

i was inspired by this tiktok and had to redraw it with @guruan's sweet viejita!

[VID ALT: a guy cuts up fabric to make a little black beanie out of it. he puts the beanie on a small pink hairless cat who is snuggled up in hood of a hoodie that a mustached man is wearing backwards so that the cat is in front of his chest. he is also wearing a black beanie. he takes a drink of liquid then plants a kiss on the cat's little head]

I am a simple woman. I like a big nose, curly hair, and a good ass.

Oscar Isaac with Domhnall Gleeson ❤️