#this was in my drafts for a while

[david-talks-sw]

More George Lucas debunking misconceptions about the Prequel Jedi:

"Anakin killed the Jedi in retaliation. They failed him, betrayed him and didn't allow him to have a relationship, so he killed them all."

"[In Revenge of the Sith] The controversy is going to be that people expect some horrible, horrific thing to happen to [Anakin] that caused him to [become Darth Vader]. It's much subtler. It's something that everybody faces— when you're looking at yourself, you can see your good and your bad, and say, "Is this a selfish choice or is this a compassionate choice? And once I get something, what would I do to keep from losing it? Would I make a pact with the devil to keep it?" - Entertainment Weekly #785, 2004

"… some of the people had a hard time with the reason that Anakin goes bad. [...] They wanted a real betrayal, such as, "You tried to kill me so now I'm going to try and kill you." They didn't seem to understand the fact that Anakin is simply greedy. There is no revenge." - The Making of Revenge of The Sith, page 188

"The rest of the Jedi have dogmatically forgotten how to love out of fear of having attachments, Qui-Gon is the only one who knows that you can love people selflessly, without getting possessive."

"The fact that everything must change and that things come and go through his life and that he can't hold onto things, which is a basic Jedi philosophy that he isn't willing to accept emotionally and the reason that is because he was raised by his mother rather than the Jedi. If he'd have been taken in his first year and started to study to be a Jedi, he wouldn't have this particular connection as strong as it is and he'd have been trained to love people but not to become attached to them. But he has become attached to his mother and he will become attached to Padmé and these things are, for a Jedi, who needs to have a clear mind and not be influenced by threats to their attachments, a dangerous situation." - Attack of the Clones, Director’s Commentary, 2002

"Obviously, it’s a progression. But in [Attack of the Clones], you begin to see that he has a fear of losing things, fear of losing his mother. And as a result, he wants to begin to control things, he wants to become more powerful. And these are not Jedi traits. And part of this is because he started to be trained so late in life, that he had already formed these attachments. And for a Jedi, attachment is forbidden. You can love people, but you have to love them unconditionally, in terms that you can’t hold on to them." - CNN, “Countdown to the Clones”, 2002

"The Jedi are trained to let go. They're trained from birth. They’re not supposed to form attachments. They can love people - in fact, they should love everybody. They should love their enemies; they should love the Sith. But they can't form attachments. So what all these movies are about is: greed. Greed is a source of pain and suffering for everybody. And the ultimate state of greed is the desire to cheat death." - The Making of Revenge of The Sith, page 213

"Ultimately for a Jedi Knight, it’s very easy to give up. One of the things they give up is marriage. They can still love people. But they can’t possess them. They can’t own them. They can’t demand that they do things. They have to be able to accept the fact, one, their mortality, that they are going to die. And not worry about it. That the loved ones they have, everything they love is going to die and they can’t do anything about it." - Celebration V, Main Event, 2010

"The Jedi in The High Republic are the Jedi in their prime/heyday. By the time of the Prequels, they've become political and dispassionate/prohibitive."

"[In Phantom Menace] you see the heyday of the Jedi, when they are the guardians of peace and justice in the galaxy, sort of like the old marshals out West. And there's thousands of them." - Vanity Fair, 1999

"We've actually never seen real Jedi at work, we've only seen crippled half-droid half-men, and young boys that had learned from these old people. So to see a Jedi in his prime fighting in the prime of the Jedi, I want it to be a much more energetic and faster version of what we've been doing." - The Phantom Menace, “Fights”, 2001

"Jedi Knights aren't celibate - the thing that is forbidden is attachments - and possessive relationships." - BBC News, 2002

"[When Obi-Wan talks to Anakin about politicians, we learn about] the Jedi’s disenchantment with the political process, due to the corruption and the ineffectiveness of the Senate." - Attack of the Clones, Director’s Commentary, 2002

"The Jedi aren't really allowed to be involved in the political process. They're [present in the Senate when Palpatine is given emergency powers], but they can't suddenly step up and say, "No, no. You can't do that." They have to let the political process go." - Attack of the Clones, Commentary Track #2, 2002

#this was in my drafts for a while #and I noticed I hadn't shared 3-4 of these quotes yet like -the EW one -the 'disenchantment' one or -the CNN one #so I figured I'd do two birds one stone; update it quickly with the new quotes & share it #george lucas #jedi order #long post #collection of quotes #star wars #in defense of the jedi #pro jedi

[whatev-i-guess]

Losing control

Soap crouching in front of Ghost, softly placing a hand on Ghost's Soap: Lt? What is going on? Ghost: I don't know. I just... sometimes everything gets too much and I lose control. Soap: Is this why you are so mad right now?

Ghost: I don't know... But since Simon turned into Ghost everything pains me.

Soap carefully kisses Ghost's hands and smiles softly

Soap: Guess I really need to have a talk with Simon if he made you hurt this much. But I think I might fall for him as hard as I did for you, my love.

Ghost: Fucking hell, Johnny.

#soap always knows what to say #this was in my drafts for a while #soap mctavish #ghost simon riley #soapghost #ghost x soap #ghostsoap #call of duty #cod #cod mw2

[amanitacurses]

Happy holidays 🎄 For the request: Maybe some Fallen angel Terukane?

#terukane #aoi akane #minamoto teru #jshk teru #jshk akane #jshk #jibaku shounen hanako kun #tbhk akane #tbhk teru #tbhk #toilet bound hanako kun #angel-fallen angel au #this was in my drafts for a while #but art had hands and it was fighting me every step of the way #so it took a minute to actually figure out the anatomy and stuff #ask #thank you for your suggestion - I'm ALWAYS going to take the chance to draw some good ol' angel-fallen angel

[seungkwan-s]

SEVENTEEN HIT (2019)

#kvanity #k-labels #svtcreations #ultkpop #svtdaily #forsvt #dokyelvblr #marieblr #userfairy #tuserose #userngocchi #melontrack #isaishi #seventeen gifs #svt gifs #creations #this was in my drafts for a while #but these r all my favourite moments of the mv :) #and it's such a GOOD song #flashing tw

[bulbabutt]

i would never want to imply that 87 doesn't have issues writing women, cuz it really does (there's diet jokes, there's misogynistic dialogue, and one uncomfortable ...harem...thing...) but what surprises me most is how actually nicely the women can be written into stories when they show up? like case in point: mona lisa.

first of all, when i looked her up before watching this episode for the first time i had seen one picture and was so nervous to get to this episode like "god a girl turtle so she has hair and a pink scarf, and raphael has to comfort her? great its gonna be cringe" but it turned out i was super wrong. its a one off episode for her, but she captures your attention because raphael has fallen into her story (the same way the turtles as a whole in this series fell into april's story)

she uses raphael as a way to get into a party via hanging off his arm and pretending they're a couple, and then leaves him. the camera doesn't ogle on her, they don't make him infatuated with her, they just have him clearly confused by why a girl took his arm kissed his cheek and then left. and then he sees her acting suspicious so he follows her, sees her hijacking the ship and assumes she's up to no good, cuz this is a turtles episode damn it, shes probably the bad guy!

she doesn't take his shit and tries to tell him to leave cuz he doesn't know what hes getting into and thinks he'll get hurt (she doesn't realize he is a real ninja turtle) before the villain shows up. we get her back story, where we learn she's a physics student who was kidnapped by the villain and forced to work for him, to which she plays along with because she's clever, and she found a way to stop him from the inside. this gets her mutated in the process. raphael realizes hes messed up and assumed this was his story to figure out but it wasn't, he's interrupted her story. raph realizes hes made a mistake and has to help her fix it.

at no point do they actually write this as a romance (despite it being possible to read some dialogue as flirtation, it isn't overt) they're writing mona lisa as someone who isn't taking raphael's sass and is dishing it right back at him and us the audience. the fact its called "raphael meets his match" is so fitting because she's just as much of a character as he is, and the reason it became a ship is on the merit of the way she is written to be a character with her own story and her own personality first, and then as a companion to raphael second

and its kind of sad when i think about 12 mona lisa because, yeah shes this huge alien warrior who fights well, shes not a pretty character, but we don't get to know much about her before her new role in this story is to be the object of raphael's affection. in the end i think its a matter of the (male) writers thinking "well the original mona lisa is too cute and wears pink and she gets helped by the turtles so if we make her a COOL ALIEN WHO FIGHTS GOOD that will make her a stronger character" which is not how that works!

unlike 87, she gets multiple episodes where she shows up, but each time her role is the same. she's raph's girlfriend first and foremost. there's moments of inner turmoil in her, but it always comes down to her fighting for her people vs staying true to raphael. and since this show is about the turtles it puts her place in the story as being about him.

so to me, given the choice between a mona who's story raphael falls into, vs one where she's forced into his, give me the cute pink one any day. that's the stronger character between the two.

#tmnt #tmnt mona lisa #tmnt 1987 #87 mona lisa #yeah ive had a lot of thoughts about the women in this franchise and it seems like people might like hearing abt it? #this was in my drafts for a while #again..... we are only speaking about the agency of the women in question #not the shows as a whole #thoughts

[dreamiexd]

new rule: don’t speak on dteam if you have less than 31 million subscribers on youtube cause i will not care !

#this was in my drafts for a while #but it’s still true to this day !

[justhavinfunnn]

Miles' grandmother is the sweetest 🤍

#miles teller #keleigh teller #keleigh sperry #this was in my drafts for a while

[simplymurdock]

Late Night Visitor

summary: you get a late night visitor which leads to emotions finally being able to be expressed.

pairing: Joel Miller x gn!reader

warnings: just some teeth rotting fluff, mentions of a stab wound and first aid, and cursing.

word count: 2k words

authors note: i wrote some fluff of Joel because i absolutely am in desperate need of fluff with joel. i hope y’all enjoy this little fic, i didn’t want to force myself to write a lot because i’m still trying to get back into the swing of things. but i still hope y’all enjoy a little bit of fluff for your day <3

The Boston QZ was oddly beautiful at night. In a weird way the night always brought you a type of comfort. The OZ had brought back a familiar city feeling, a comforting peace. A type of peace before the apocalypse happened and everything went to shit. The sense of familiarity you would so desperately held onto any time you could. Having not been originally from Boston, you had to throw out any and all sense of your home before leaving. Taking only the few physical memories and keep-saks you could, you did. Of course, you had tried making you and your fathers small two bedroom apartment feel more like the home you had left, but nothing would ever match it.

Here you were again, alone at night as your father worked whatever high paying job he could. Finding out that the most dangerous was the highest paying, which almost always happened during the night. Your job was to keep up with the house and buy anything they needed. That was until people took note of your sewing skills. They were better and lasted much longer than the OZ’s shit quick job that would charge you three times the amount. This night was your night off, trying to give your fingers a break once a week from stabbing a needle itself or the eye of the needle into them.

Normally on your days off would be with one of the Miller brothers down the hall, and either play cards, tell them the craziest shit you had seen that week, or just annoy them. Joel was your favorit to annoy, but he wouldn’t ever send you away.

Currently neither brother was home, both of them and Tess had gone out the day before towards Bill and Frank’s for more things they could smuggle in and sell. They would always bring you back any medical supplies or sewing supplies you needed or they thought you'd like. Having had to sew up one of them once or twice in the past. It was a silent agreement amongst them. They would part with whatever you needed for sewing, and they would bring some first aid along with trusting their life in your hands. Certain people would only come to you for help, only trusting you and not wanting anything to do with QZ’s first-aid. Rathering it being a workplace accident or kids rough housing going too far most knew you wouldn’t say anything to anyone. So late night visits weren’t something you weren’t all the strange too. Rather, it was yet another workplace accident that needed either a good clean or a few stitches. Nothing extreme or life threatening. 

Nothing as extreme as when Joel had taken you to Bill and Frank’s after Bill had gotten shot. It was mostly because Frank was a nervous wreck about if Bill was okay or not. So, Joel offered to take you down there to take a look at him, and reassure both of them that everything would be fine. And they were. You cleaned his wound thoroughly before you left and gave Frank some really reassuring details on how to take care of the wound. Which had put you in each of their good graces, which for saying a lot for how stand off-ish Bill was. You made sure that the brother’s or Tess always checked up on them for you. And always made sure that they knew you would always come out whenever they needed you too. 

You wanted to go on runs with them. Always have offered to go with them, rather they needed the help or not. Just wanting to see something different then the same walls, the same house, the same building, and the same people. But they would always tell you no. Even when you tried asking a different person trying to get at least one ‘yes’ each and everyone had told you ‘no’. Saying that they didn’t want to have to look out for you. Which was bullshit in your eyes, after all you were only six years younger then Tommy. 

So, here you sat on your window seal with a folded up blanket to act as some type of cushioning  while your left leg hung out the frame and your body leaned against the wall. Times like these were one of the only times you felt at peace in this hellscape. A lot of people wouldn’t believe how quiet it actually got at night. Most thought that the sounds of trucks or booming voices over the PA system would keep you up. In reality this was the time you had to be silent, with everyone knowing the fact of the infecteds love of noise. Of course with the rise of the fireflies there was now a patrol truck that would pass with a spotlight every so often, mostly just shining them at any dark alleyway before moving on. And it’s not so quiet you could hear a pin drop, no. The already paper thin walls were now decacing making everything even more louder. Hearing people having agreements, rather it being a drunken agreement or one that would end in tears, you heard every word. Sex, not as embarrassing as it once was and now a more ‘get it over with so you two can shut the hell up’ mood. But there was one noise that caught your attention. A soft subtle knock at your knock.

Shrugging it off with being a knock from down the hall. It hadn’t sounded like it was directly at your door, so you paid no mind.

That was until it came again, and again, and the fourth knock was the one that had you already up and onto your feet. Glancing at the clock, you figured it was a few hours off but it was still late in the night. And definitely not time for your father to be getting off his shift.

You pulled the door open, confused and shocked seeing Joel leaning on your door frame. He was covered in sweat and caked in dirt, panting holding his shoulder with his right hand while his left stayed limp and leaned against the frame. “Joel, what the hell are you-”

“I got stabbed.”

You blinked once before your eyes widened realizing that was the reason his left arm was limp. Taking only a second to step aside to let him in, looking down both ends of the hall for any stray people wandering around at night before shutting and dead bolting the door. “Where?” You asked already going to your closet. Reaching into the far back for an old black backpack that held all your first aid supplies that was hidden under piles of your winter clothes.

“Left shoulder. Asshole got me as I was walking away from him.” He groaned out taking off his jacket, slowly peeling it off his wound seeing the bright blood on it. 

You started laying the items out onto your kitchen table, “How big was the knife and why the fuck did you pull it out?” 

“I stabbed him in the chest with it.”

“That’s stupid Joel, you never pull the knife out!”

“Well I wasn’t going to let him get away with stabbing me!”

You sighed shaking your head, “You’re gunna be the death of me Joel Miller. Look, shirt off, sit in the chair with you back facing the table.” You told him as you moved down to the fridge, or what used to be a fridge and was now a pantry for either nuts, cans, or alcohol. Reaching in the far back for the more potent stuff. “I think these are the only times I have to bring out the gooodd…” You trailed off after turning back towards him seeing he was shirtless. Of course this wasn’t the first time you’ve seen him shirtless. He once had a gash on his upper thigh that you had to look at once, which broke the awkward air around you two. Taking two steps closer to him, holding the bottle out for him to take. Which he did, pulling the cork out before taking a large swig before placing it back onto the table. Nodding his head lightly, sitting down in the chair backwards, resting his arms on the back of it. “Let’s get this over with.” He said preparing himself for the incoming pain.

You slid onto the top up the table, having had to brush your body up against his to get here. Sitting with your legs crossed for ease across the lean back and forth. You started with cleaning the wound. Pouring a bit of the alcohol onto a rag and cleaning around the wound, Joel flinched at the sudden coldness before relaxing again. Once all the blood, dirt, and sweat was off you went to change the rage. Not wanting any chance to get any infection getting the rag ready, “Here comes the hard part,” Seeing the muscles in his back tighten, through gritted teeth he let out a muffled ‘ready’. Placing the rag at the bottom of the cut, using your other hand to grab the bottle and pour some of it into the wound. His back tensed completely trying to fold in on itself. But he fought against the reflex, “Son of a bitch.” He cursed, tossing his head back, nearlying hitting yours. 

“I know, I know,” You muttered watching the white fizzling stop. Placing the clear bottle of rubbing alcohol back onto the table. Handing the dark bottle of drinking alcohol over to his right side. Which he took, taking a large sip, setting the bottle onto the ground and letting his hand hang around it. “All I need to do is sew it up.”

“Great,” He muttered, letting his chain rest on the rim of the chair.

“See I don’t think this would’ve happened if I was with you,” You remarked. Taking the rag and using it to soak up the extra blood and alcohol from the wound.

“For the last time, you aren’t coming with.”

Taking the black thread, dipping it alongside the needle into the rubbing alcohol. Before threading the black color through the eye of the needle. “I just think I would be able to help make sure these type of things–”

“I can’t worry about you also.” His voice was stern, glancing over his right shoulder as a way not to mess up your stitching. 

Your eyes kept watching the needle pierce through the skin, feeling Joel’s eyes staring at you. Finally looking over at him, meeting his eyes. Expecting him to be mad or completely fed up with you bugging him about the same topic. But they weren’t. Instead they were soft and gentle. Paired with what he had just said, it surprised you. He wasn’t making you stay because he thought of you as a bother or any person to have to drag along, but instead he would worry about you. Joel Miller, the man who didn’t dare show any emotion, was currently telling you that he cared about you. 

“Joel–”

“No, after the first time we went out I was always on fucking edge. And on our way back I was still on edge. I couldn’t understand why, I mean I’ve done that track multiple times and didn’t understand why I was so worried. And it was because I was worried about something happening to you. Which I know sounds crazy since you’re currently stitching me up.” He explained scoffing lightly, watching you listening to his whole spill while continuing to stitch. “It’s just I realized how much I care about you. How much I actually wanted to spend time with you. Even if it means I get hurt,”

You were silent for a moment, trying to finish up the current stitch you were on. Feeling Joel’s eyes on you once again. Finishing the final stitch before looking over at him, pressing your lips together before breaking into a smile. “Fine, as long as I’m the only one that’s stabbing you.”

He laughed before winching at the stinging pain in his now closed wound. “You’re going to bust a stitch,” You warned, now drying the skin around the wound once more before getting the items ready to cover it. “As long as we end up like this I don’t mind, doll.”

#the last of us #the last of us fic #joel miller <3 #joel miller fic #joel tlou #joel miller x reader #joel miller x you #joel miller #joel x reader #the last of us hbo #the last of us x reader #the last of us x you #back on my zombie shit #this was in my drafts for a while #i can’t stop thinking about this gif #i literally go feral over this gif

[jordieeeee]

When opla came out everyone was saying Mihawk and Shanks are 'divorced husbands who still love each other', and I just want to say. I agree. I love them. I loved the scene Mihawk saw Luffy's hat and said "But I do love that hat" awee it's his ex husband's old hat how sweet

#opla #luffy #shanks #red haired shanks #dracule mihawk #divorced husbands #this was in my drafts for a while

[nintythelesbian]

"my name is ms touhou 6 and i have become the embodiment of scarlet devil bitch" -touhou girl (i think her name was flan scarfing)

#ninty rambles #touhou #this was in my drafts for a while

[dokyeomini]

#this was in my drafts for a while #polls #wjsn

[0xeyedaisy]

Grian: Okay Scar, I'm gonna show you my true Watcher form

*insert pic of irl Grian here*

#This was in my drafts for a while #This was around the time I drew my Scar and The Watchers comics #I wanted to draw this but not anymore #So now it's just gonna sit here as a text post

[fractiflos]

Adult AFO has only worn business attire. So, what about casual outfits?

I like to think that he didn't have any until he met Inko. Imagine them going to coffee shops, movies, arcades, zoos, and while she's dressed normally AFO is always in a suit and doesn't seem to notice the weird looks he's getting.

Then when Inko finally asks about it he freaks out because he doesn't want to look weird. Cue him rushing to the nearest clothing store and asking the employees where the "normal" outfits are.

#all for one #inko midoriya #All For Inko #This was in my drafts for a while

[pencilofawesomeness]

FT x TW: Each NRC boy favorite Fairy Tail mage

This is like, half “favorite” and half “who would gravitate towards each other and end up becoming friends”

(Also limiting this to the FT guild so I don't have to think about Everyone)

Either way, interactions go brr—

Riddle: After witnessing Erza beat some manners into some people, he would probably respect her a great deal. That said, after Erza inevitably is also chaotic (they are the same but Riddle doesn't have that self-awareness yet), I think Riddle and Charle would get along really well. Tea-buddies and why-am-I-surrounded-by-thugs? buddies, and what-not.

Trey: I think Trey and Mirajane would be buds. It's the mutual eldest sibling energy, and also the steadfast dedication towards being supporting (when they are actually crazy op). They will probably bond over cooking.

Deuce: As soon as Deuce figures out that Jet is a speed-mage, they bond over their love of going really fast and Jet would absolutely love the blastcycles, and then neither of them can be stopped.

Ace: Bickslow would actually adopt Ace first, because he thinks the sleight-of-hand tricks are rad, and then probably teaches Ace even more, which Ace in turns thinks is really cool. Plus, Ace would respect how wildly blunt Bickslow can be. (They would be relentless with the teasing. They will not be stopped.)

Cater: He and Cana would be good buds. Just hanging around, sharing gossip, maybe going shopping...empathizing with the existential dread of always being a background support character with no strong connections. (So they think. The idiots /affectionate.)

Leona: Someway, somehow, Leona is going to blink and accidentally adopt Lisanna as a little sister. She's got a good head on her shoulders and doesn't pick fights but Leona sniffs out that latent exasperation and it's now he's invested in letting Lisanna release her inner feral. As a treat. Also the cat naps are real.

Ruggie: One thing leads to another and now he and Gajeel are sharing pick-pocket techniques from their Street Days. Plus Gajeel can face-tank just about anything and Ruggie would be thrilled to use him as a shield. Also Ruggie would be both impressed (and maybe jealous, because eating metal sounds convenient) to find someone with greater jaw strength than him.

Jack: Panther Lily. They would have the bro nod of respect at first, but Jack would also really look up to him, for being so cool-headed and diligent.

Azul: I'm honestly not sure who he would pick as his favorite, per se, because he would be interested in all of their magics and bounce around, but somehow now I cannot get out of my head that he would love Chico. One, making deals with the dead (in addition to the living) would probably fascinate him; two, family-owned-restaurant/diner buddies. That's it. That's all I got. (He's very Blue Pegasus-shaped though, so I bet he would love that guild.)

Jade: Droy. They will talk about terrestrial plants for literal hours, and Jade will probably bamboozle him into free garden labor. (And Droy would be thrilled to have someone interested.) Honestly a win-win all around.

Floyd: Gray—both because Floyd would think the ice magic is really cool, and because Floyd would have waaaay too much fun messing with him.

Kalim: He and Lucy could totally bond over being sheltered rich kids, and being generally hyper beans. Though Lucy would definitely be the voice of reason, lol.

Jamil: resists the urge to swing into htryds and start my Jamil And Erik Would Be Friends agenda I think Jamil and Kinana would be very chill together, hiding in the corner to destress and then just vibing. (Snek friends.) Kinana would bully Jamil into self-care, probably, and she would probably remind him a bit of Najma. (yes these are my own hcs involving Kinana's characterization but let me have this)

Vil: I think Vil would sniff out Juvia's earnest try-hardness and chaotic people-pleasing and then make her a personal project, so to speak, trying to instill as much self-confidence in her as possible. Then mid nail-painting they hardcore bond over being villainized by random bystanders.

Rook: He, Bisca, and Alzack would have a sharp shooting competition and trade good ol' hunting stories, and maybe gush over baby pictures.

Epel: He'll probably unironically think Elfman is very cool. Elfman will probably declare Epel manly. They'll both shed (manly) tears.

Idia: Happy. Both because Happy is an easy-going cat and because I think Happy would be genuinely amused/interested in video games, or just watching video games. (That said, if Idia is able to get past his people-are-scary anxiety for two seconds, he and Levy would be amazing friends. Mutual nerd infodumping grounds right there.)

Ortho: I think Ortho and Wendy would be good friends. Just helpful little guys. They would equally fuel the other's cinnamon roll status and their secret gremlin status—helping kittens out of trees and bulldozing forests when provoked. That kind of thing. Ortho would be super interested in replicating enchantments on himself, I think, and Wendy would def try to help him out.

Malleus: Natsu would 100% challenge him to a (friendly) fight and then eat his fire at least once, and Malleus would be both very fascinated and thrilled to have a) someone not afraid of him and b) and fellow!! dragon!!!! buddy :D

Lilia: I know there's not really a feasible way for them to actually meet, per se, but Lilia and Mavis would be dangerously good friends. Dangerous for everyone else, that is.

Silver: One sparring match later, and Silver and Erza are definitely sharing a braincell. They'll be talking about swordplay for hours. Erza will introduce him to a new type of cake and change his life. (They are simple, straightforward beans and they will vibe so well.)

Sebek: He will probably do his best to antagonize almost everyone, but nevertheless, you know who I think he would get along great with? Evergreen. Whether or not he believes she is a fairy is irrelevant; they will agree that fairies are superior. They bond over having their favorite dragon dude they dote on and find ways to be dramatic. Evergreen will gift him some coat or accessory and Sebek will be so honored.

#fairy tail x twisted wonderland #fairy tail #twisted wonderland #ask #anon #I saw the other asks for this I swear #tumblr did not eat them #I was just busy and being slow about answering #this was in my drafts for a while #but yeah friendship!!! #a bunch of chaotic friendship

[totally-not-a-fae]

Werewolf boyfriend got the zoomies. 12 dead, 70 injured.

#drafts #i wrote this while delirious #cryptid #i think? #what do i tag this #text post #its 1:07 am im so tired #this was in my drafts for a while

[saikoma]

I don’t see popular Tumblr blogs as equals to the rest of us, because they are not living the true Tumblr lifestyle of being a loner and talking to yourself and about 3-4 loyal mutuals

#txt #this was in my drafts for a while