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pro tip: when dealing with the fae, put on a weird ass accent

"i owe you my life"

should sound the same as

"A oh yuu mee leef"

so when the fae tries to collect the debt... you can just reach into your pocket and offer a nice and crunchy leaf. Just As Promised. (:

Found them.

To the person who left a bottle of weed killer on my balcony: count your days.

I have this friend who I met in school a couple years back who always wears a fedora.

He’s fruity as hell (and openly gay)

And he’s the only person I know who can actually rock a fedora.

One day I asked him sorta as a joke “Do you just have, like, a whole dedicated collection of fedoras?” AND HE DOES

This isn’t just fedora all the time NO, He has AT LEAST 1 FEDORA FOR EVERY HOLIDAY (2 ST Patrick’s, at least 4 Christmas themed, Valentine’s Day, Halloween, Etc) AND HE CHANGES THE COLORS BASED ON SEASONS (more neutral tones in winter like grey and beige, Colorful ones in spring, earthy tones in fall, and it’s safe to assume he has some for summer too) HE HAS A FEDORA FOR EVERYTHING- 😭😭

But yeah, he’s really chill, and everyone now knows/realized that he has 40+ fedoras 💀

She saw that

Honest OP.

Honestly love the way they basically stylize (darken) the shadows on his face just to get that extra oomph in. Just to show how much this is effecting and means to Shadow. It really makes it as clear as day to the viewer the sense of dread he feels. And that ear droop?! The hand reaching out and dropping when he realizes he can’t help Sonic… and you can see his eyes watching Sonic as he falls, and *ahem* pause right here and- you get the idea. But that full body sigh of shock, that loss of breath, you can see every part of him is affected by it.

Chefs kiss.

Never going to get over this moment of weakness from Shadow, NEVER.

Yada Yada more Double Stars

I got some motivation, so imma make my first (and probably last) fully rendered comic abt the dragon PC (mainly, their human form)

That being said, I dunno which LI to make it about, so u guys are gonna choose for me

For extra context, the comic will be abt the LI discovering that the dragon PC has a human form in the first place and blah blah etc

ofc u guys can recommend other characters if u want to, but I want this specific one to focus on one of these guys bc I got a few ideas for each of them

I was gonna compile my Lupin the third vs Detective Conan clips in capcut then I saw this abandoned pile.

The vastness of space was harrowing as it was inviting. She stood there, not more than four foot two, her small button-nose pressed against the window, where she took a great deep breath as the two amber eyes setting behind thick glasses invited in the abyssal darkness running endlessly to forever-and-a-day and beyond. That darkness, however, was also consuming. Consuming in a way that it became a vivid awareness starting as a cold feeling in her toes, that crept up her legs and knobby-knees like a spindly legged spider. An awareness that told her something very old and very slow moved out in that sprawling void. She dearly loved space; but this was ancient space where strange things lurked in the bones and dust of long dead stars and systems. Pushing back from the window, she looked down the long narrow white hallways, the calm blinking lights on the panels of the wall split a joyful grin across her face, following a dreamy kind of impulse to idle left down the corridor – occasionally giving her high-top, cherry red sneakers an intentional squeak for the sake of the sound alone. After a seemingly arbitrary wander, she had arrived at a rather large arch. Each door panel had a frosted window, with a very long and important looking panel next to it with a constant stream of information, leaving her with a keen feeling she should go inside. 

The doors opened with the pleasant sound that reminded her of paper sliding against paper; revealing behind them a room that did not disappoint her expectations. All manner of soft white light illuminating even brighter floors, walls and counters. Instruments with great silver knobs and dials, glass jars and beakers of every shape and size containing materials and liquids of every color in the rainbow, and some colors she was certain she had never seen up close with her own eyes. It was perhaps one of the most magnificent rooms she had ever seen or at the very least was certainly amongst her top ten favorite rooms she had ever been in.

An interesting thread of thought of favorite rooms entertained her while she peered closely at what had appeared to be a sentient kind of liquid, undulating in a closed jar, when she noticed two great, earthy brown eyes peering through the same jar on it’s opposite side.

She did not scream (she was, afterall, very brave – which she knew to be true, because everyone in her family had said so), but rather gasped sharply and covered her mouth to avoid more sounds coming out of it, and stepped to the side so she could see clearly to whom the eyes belonged. A boy.

A Vulcan boy.

She almost stated this very fact. She had the impulse to state a great many facts just then, because she knew more about the planet Vulcan than anyone in her class.

Even Junior Thomas, who claimed he knew everything and he didn’t even know the difference between the Vulcan Ambassador to Earth, Sarek, and Surak the Vulcan who (as she believed) invented logic. He was so stupid. And she was right. And she should say it. And she did. And then sometimes her teacher had to write a letter home to her mother for being unkind.

She resisted sharing any of this information with him with a tremendous effort on her part, for she was profoundly curious and fascinated by a great many and all things Vulcan, as it was one of her most favorite subjects in the whole galaxy to discuss with anyone willing to listen (and very occasionally the unwilling). She had only ever even seen, in person, a very few Vulcans and normally they were there to have very serious and grown-up conversations with her parents.

Vulcans were very grown up.

The boy hadn’t even spoken and she could tell that he was very grown up.

“Hi!” She winced, noting the over excitement in her own voice.

“Hello,” she began again, a little more seriously, in an attempt to try and sound more adult.

“My name is Nyota Uhura and three facts about me are that I really love space, Carl Sagan is my favorite scientist, and I just turned nine years old.”

Gingerly, Nyota rocked on the balls of her feet hoping with a great tremendous leap of her heart that he would be interested in looking at the Carl Sagan hardcover book in her backpack, complete with full color pages of planets. It was a very old book that her grandfather gave her for her birthday and it was currently her third most favorite thing she owned.

@fasciinating

Almost didn't finish this in time

My oc for a stunning au

[🌱]: VIP for me...? Wow, its so flashy here...

He received a ticket to the new and improved Dandy's World Rising Stars!!! He works constantly to make ends meet (hence the eyebags—hes a workaholic!!!) and finally decided to do something fun!! He's a bit shy and nervous since it's been a while!

He a seed lol

@modcroissant

DO NOT FOLLOW THE AU BLOG, ITS FOR MOOTS ONLY!! DO FOLLOW THE MOD OF THE AU

The char without everything

So obsessed with au someone take it from me

The king (Mo’s dad): That sound is so awful, it makes me want to kill someone but I can’t tell if it makes me want to commit suicide, homocide or both.

The trumptus. bwaaah

*panthea explodes*