A random hehe haha funny. Body swap. Beause Caine thought its such a cool thing to be a ringmaster lol
Why is he sitting on her? So Pomni wouldn't floated away by accident
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A random hehe haha funny. Body swap. Beause Caine thought its such a cool thing to be a ringmaster lol
Why is he sitting on her? So Pomni wouldn't floated away by accident
Its a swap thingie
Yeah, I wish I could eat a book and just know its content...
Male writers writing female characters:
“Cassandra woke up to the rays of the sun streaming through the slats on her blinds, cascading over her naked chest. She stretched, her breasts lifting with her arms as she greeted the sun. She rolled out of bed and put on a shirt, her nipples prominently showing through the thin fabric. She breasted boobily to the stairs, and titted downwards.”
‘ She breasted boobily to the stairs, and titted downwards’ is the greatest fucking sentence I have ever read.
THE ORIGINAL??
(smh) Never thought I’d see it in the wild. Yet here it is. :)
always gotta reblog the ‘breasted boobily’ post
Do you recognize this TV theme song? #620
I know this and can name the series
I know this but can't name the series
I might know this
I've never heard this
I'm gonna be so real guys I almost don't want to post this one
it'll be taken down at the first sign of shenanigans
I trust you
HAPPY PRIDE FROM OUR AROACE KING!!
here's where to find it on windows 10
The more you look at this picture, the more anxious it becomes.
this is just a normal waffle house
there is a bloody handprint on the door
There is somethung under the counter with the cups
Blind man reading news paper Skull in the coffee
Milk is $15
Lady’s hand is a tentacle
the bleeding pie, the eyeball and fingers on the blind man’s plate…
I was trying to find something nobody else had seen yet, when I realized…
Look right above the tentacle arm. The second man at the buffet, what the hell is he doing? He’s either throwing up or eating an octopus.
I think his face is just tentacles.
The blind man has gills.
Scariest detail: this image was ripped from the creator’s site and vandalized (edited to remove the watermark), then reuploaded for viral fame without so much as a mention of the artist’s name. SOURCE: http://jeffleejohnson.deviantart.com/art/Blue-Plate-Special-661961724 That said, the earlier observation about milk being $15 is off - artist confirms this is based on a 1920’s diner, so the price would be in cents. (http://comments.deviantart.com/1/661961724/4375070065) The table under the journal is lacquered with ants. The person holding the skull-creamed coffee paints the underside of their nails. Either that or their natural nails grow red. The journal’s writing, intentionally made hard to read and partially obscured, is somewhat of a cheat to all the things amiss in the scene. (http://comments.deviantart.com/1/661961724/4372574544) I can make out: “… and eyeball … have to think he is less strange than the horrifying creature that seems to have inhabited the cabinet behind him … all tentacles and teeth … (obscured by cup) … Where in the world can be found such nightmares?!”
Reblogging for the correct source (I didn’t even notice the OP wasn’t the artist oops).
There’s a second one, and there’s even more in this
AAAHH, cool, but AAAAAHHHH
Just a regular morning in Innsmouth.
Passing your perception checks isn’t always a great idea
There’s another one!
These are so neat
This is some twilight zone shit. It’s so cool.
I LOVE THESE KIND OF THINGS CAN YALL TAG ME IN THEM IF YOU SEE STUFF LIKE THIS I LIVE AND BREATHE IT PLEASE AND THANK YOU
Oh man theres a third one now!!
it came back around! and in time for my call sessions. excellent
Someone needs to write the comments on the first picture as the lyrics to a parody song of “Last Friday Night”
WHEEEEEEEEEE
Here is another piece of jeffleejohn’s I posted it as a link to the original piece so no editing was done here.
And here is his latest piece. If you are interested in his art, like I have become, you can find his dA Page here: https://www.deviantart.com/jeffleejohnson
Let's ambush mama! 😼
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My gender is Homosexula
And they’re all Vlad
started a phm RS au😂 more details behind the read more (suggestive/nsft)
Au where Alastor accidentally misses his entire season 2 arc because he didn’t go to the lounge that morning
More notes and thoughts about this comic and the making of it under the cut!
Plo Koon Week Prompt list
Day 1: Lightsaber || Parental/Father Figure
Day 2: Wolffe || Comfort
Day 3: Time Travel || Wolfpack meets Koon clan
Day 4: Alternate Universe || Wolfpack sees Plo use electric judgment
Day 5: Accidental child Acquistion || Kel Dor Culture
Day 6: Unmasked || Chronic Pain
Day 7: Free day
Dates: July 5-11
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He Will Be Your Double, Your Second Self
Fandom(s): Star Wars: The Clone Wars, Star Wars (Prequel Trilogy), Star Wars Legends
Rating: Gen/T
Summery: It’s the trinkets that make a place house, but it’s the person there that makes it a home.
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85. “Stop Please…”
You’re really in for the Whump, aren’t you? (Here’s the continuation)
Shaak Ti could feel the anxiety, the helplessness, that radiated off of her fellow councilors as they watched the recoding that had been sent to them after Plo Koon failed to return from his mission after four weeks.
The said recording showed the Kel Dor Master laying in a crumpled heap, breaths weak and rasping— his mask was probably broken and he was dying and there was nothing they could do about it.
“It is penance,” the modified voice from his assailent said over the recording. “For the lives you Jedi have taken.”
A boot slammed down on his fingers and a strangled cry escaped Plo, the sound of bones cracking heard very clearly over the holorecording. A sharp spike in desperation came from her left, though if it was Kit or Saesee, she couldn’t be sure— her own Force signature spiked in that moment as well. Another stomp and she saw Obi-Wan flinch at the cry again. The other hand next, and all she could hear was the snapping of bones and strangled cries from the normally unshakeable Kel Dor Master. She wanted to look away, to block out the emotions that were more like a storm in the Council Chambers. But Shaak couldn’t, eyes glued to the red-colored holo as a hand reached down and grasped onto Plo’s face, thumb running along one of his covered tusks and—
“Stop…” Plo groaned, gurgled and desprate. “Please.”
A vibroblade slashed through the hard covering and the two tusks hidden inside of it, and another strangled, broken cry reached their ears.
And Shaak’s control snapped and the windows behind her cracked.