👀 Ayo i hope nothing bad is happening behind the scenes -sarah
No just talking about hypothetical things that would make me 😭😭😭🫠
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🐰💜JAX💜🐇
Finally! It took me so long to finish this one, I’m too busy these days…
I have no time to draw my haunted house AU ;-; I’m so sorry… It’s supposed to be their moment in this month…
Too many assignments… I don’t have much time to sleep too… anyway, thank you for you guys supporting!
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Do you ever think about how when BMO plays pretend, they favor nomadic/loner roles like a cowboy, a hard-boiled detective, a traveling salesperson, etc., which is pretty in line with their directive from Mo. But when they really are on their own (eg in BMO Lost) they immediately, desperately establish a family from their surroundings.
And how one of those universal struggles of people, especially in the context of growing up (including but not limited to childhood) is dependence vs. independence. Wanting a hand to hold and wanting to be able to drop it at will. And how some people need to hold that hand less often than others, and how some people really don’t want to even when they really need to.
Finn and Jake get frustrated with each other and try to solve a dungeon separately, only to be met at every turn with a challenge that they can’t face without the other. Marceline travels for a thousand years and settles down here and there and picks back up because the people around her aren’t constant so she doesn’t want to be either. PB and IK each create an entire kingdom because they’re lonely, and neither of them feel whole because, just like the quarters of Ooo in Elements, living in those kingdoms is too much like living inside their own heads.
Every episode of Distant Lands is about characters who both resent and long for the versions of themselves they used to be— the versions who needed other people, the versions who could still insist they didn’t — and have to reconcile with the fact that they never really stopped being those people, but also that they can never really be those people again.
Every major character in the series is building connections and love and safety using whatever tools they have, and distancing themselves with equal effort. So they’re all kind of just alternating between playing cowboy and playing house, figuring out how to balance both and where they fit in between.
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Rex: *five minute tirade about Anakin’s weird mechanic binge last week that resulted in an illegal death ray*
Fox: *still complaining about Palpatine’s ear hair*
Bly: *sighing about Aayla’s beautiful lekku and how she gave him a forehead kiss once*
Cody: …*sipping caff*
Rex: ???
Cody: What?
Rex: Well, go on, what new bullshit is Kenobi getting into lately?
Cody: Not much.
Rex: …he’s calming down finally?
Cody: No, I just found his off button.
Fox: An off button? Where is it?
Cody: The back of his throat.
Bly: …oh my god?!?
Rex: What… don’t you mean the back of his neck?
Cody: Nope. Throat. You know, on the inside.
Rex: OH MY GOD
Bly: *cackling* oh god how often does that happen?
Cody: Whenever he starts to rant and we’re alone.
Rex: …do you think that’ll work on mine?
Cody: Probably. He seems like he’ll turn to goo if you call him a good boy.
Fox: *big sigh* I don’t think that’ll work on mine. I’ll just kill him 😔
Bly: Call me if you need help hiding the body.
Fox: Thanks, Bly. You’re a pal.
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don’t get me wrong i love jason grace very much, he’s a doll, but i think the difference between how the camps reacted to the exchange of leaders was SO funny. i think it just goes to show that no matter how amazing other characters are, percy is just that guy
like
camp half blood: who the hell is this guy? you said your name was jason? where’s percy? have you seen percy? you’re not percy. yeah yeah yeah, son of zeus and whatever, why don’t you just sit down while we all keep looking for percy. good job on your quest i guess but now our camp’s mission is to dedicate the next 6 months to building a ship that will help us go find percy
camp jupiter: AYYY LOOK WHAT WE GOT! LEGENDARY GIANT-SLAYING SON OF NEPTUNE! EVEN THE GODS RESPECT HIM!! HE’S ONLY ACTUALLY BEEN AT CAMP FOR A GRAND TOTAL OF LIKE 24 HOURS BUT LETS MAKE HIM OUR NEW LEADER! HES SO COOL AND AWESOME!
like even the female leaders react that way lol
annabeth: jason is nothing compared to percy. why is he even here? i don’t trust him. i want percy back. someone find percy goddammit!
reyna: i love and miss jason but now i’ve got percy! this is great im so happy! i wonder if he’ll be my boyfriend…
LOL
CHB to jason: CJ with their new percy:
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Trailer park Steve AU part 27
part 1 | part 26 | ao3
cw: recreational drug use. short, fluffy update today to round out ch. 6; be back after the weekend to start ch. 7
In hindsight, accidentally hot boxing Eddie’s van while they were all already drunk was… maybe not the best idea.
Steve has no idea how they got here; blinked and time did the thing again, but now it’s three in the morning and Gareth’s conked out with a black eye in the front passenger seat and the rest of them are sprawled on top of each other like puppies in the back of the van — Eddie with his head in Robin’s lap so she can braid his hair, Steve using Eddie’s chest as a pillow, Max curled up like a sleeping cat in the crook of Steve’s bent knees.
With his eyes closed, Steve feels like he’s fallen into some dark, glittering void, purple-blue-black swirls of light dancing behind his eyelids to the syrupy beat of a metal ballad Eddie’s playing at the lowest volume. Eddie hums along in a low, soft rasp, and Steve’s head moves with the swell of each breath; gentle rocking rise and fall, luring Steve away from shore. Somewhere curious and strange. Deep ocean, dark waters. His thoughts float by like jellyfish.
Eddie’s warm through his t-shirt.
“Still alive down there, Sneeze?” Eddie asks. He’s carding his fingers idly through Steve’s hair, rings catching on the strands, tugging a little on his scalp.
“Feels good,” Steve hums. Wait a minute. “Did’you jus’ call me Sneeze?”
“No?” Eddie snorts. “Just called you Steve, sweetheart.”
“I’m absolutely gonna start calling you Sneeze, though,” Robin chimes in, pitching her voice all low and stupid. “‘Yes, hello, I’m Robin and this is my very best friend, Sneeze Handkerchief.’”
Eddie lets out a cackle and immediately joins in on her game of royally fucking up Steve’s name.
Steve closes his eyes again, lets himself drift out into the weird purple-blue-black-glitter magic slime swirl situation. Sloshy and dark and warm and nice. It’s just nice: Eddie’s breathing, full and slow; Robin’s laugh like cracked church bells. He likes hearing them get along even when he can’t make out the words.
He likes it less when he can make out the words. He wades back to himself for a moment, cracks one eye open and finds them red-faced and crying laughing over “Edgy Mustard and his neighbor, Sven Hamburger” and mumbles, “You’re both such fuckin’ dorks.”
“You’re a fuckin’ dork, you fuckin’ dork,” Max mutters in response, turning over with a soft snore.
“Oh, my god,” Eddie whispers, “did that kid just shit talk you in her sleep?”
“She’s incredible,” Robin coos. “Sven, we may have to reassess your status as my best friend; I’m obsessed with her.”
Steve rolls over and faceplants into Eddie’s stomach with a pouty harrumph. “Leamme alone, you bullies, ’m sleepin’.”
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part 28
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