Latest Posts by trashpandatheartist - Page 2

Circulate this image until it becomes so detached from its original context that one day you're scrolling through pinterest or Instagram and you see this image with the perplexing caption of "Me and my bff after everyone else goes to sleep at the sleepover."

Same honestly. I do this with every fandom I come across. 

My headcanon is that both Arthur and Hosea are ace. May this be because I am asexual myself? Could be. Do I have any regrets? NONE COWPOKES, N O N E

Every time I see an ace headcanon/canon confirmation post and someone in the notes is saying “but but but they had kids! They had sex! Oh by golly gee that just isn’t possible!” I lose ten years of my life

Sanders sides theory

I think the next side is going to be paranoia (possibly Virgil's alter). They're going to be orange (possibly yellow too). They would be the opposite of Virgil, because paranoia is unhealthy worry. Plus, paranoia could be seen as a good thing before it gets out of hand and drives you mad. They could be once a light side turned dark when the others realized what they were. In some videos, they accidentally refer to paranoia around Virgil and immediately apologize. Why else would they apologize unless there was a paranoia 'incident' involving Virgil? They could also be Logan's alter, because paranoia is the opposite of logical reasoning. But hey, That's just a theory. A Sander's sides theory! (I'm watching to much Game theory.)

I lovie dis bean. :)

So...nobody’s going to mention that his eyes look green?

And now, for absolutely no reason at all:

System of a Down - Chop Suey translated into way too many languages on Google translate.

Hurry up Brushes and tastes Horse and space Final (court) To fill Why do you put a table on the table? This is another description of the story. for Brushes and tastes for Fire fighting for Why do you put a table on the table? for I do not think so I committed suicide Angels die and cry and cry. Hurry up Brushes and tastes Horse and space Final (court) To fill Why do you put a table on the table? This is another description of the story. for Brushes and tastes Here ......

Magic

Imagine if-

Chase Brody was resurrected by Marvin, and the spell took a little bit of Marvin’s soul to cast, transferring magic into Chase.

Onslaught

Lately I’ve been thinking about how powerful Charles Xavier really is. If he had an entity like the Phoenix, yikes. 

Demons Chase, Demons

(Chase POV)

“Hey guys! My name is Chase Brody and this is Bro Average! Today, since it’s so close to Halloween, we’re going to do something spooky. Human Ouija board. Today my bros Henrik and Marvin are going to help me.” In all honesty, this was Marv’s idea. Henrik said he would’nt let us do this unless he was here. He’s just paranoid. It’s not like Anti will show or anything. I’m a big boy. I can take care of myself. Maybe... maybe I can talk to Jack. I.. no. “Okay bros, let’s do this!” So Marv paints the letters on me as Henrik watches. I try to smile and laugh, but what if...what if we can reach Jack this way? Maybe we can wake him up. What if we can? Noone notices that I’m faking a smile. Marv finishes, and I’m honestly nervous. Okay...breathe. I have to ask the questions. I just have to breathe. “Okay... is anybody here?” Nothing. But then the thing moves to yes. I feel warmth. This is...”Tell me your name.” If this is.. J-A-C-K. My heart catches in my throat. “Are you really...” YES. “Do you know my name?” C-H-A-S-E. Henrik and Marv look on with wide eyes. We keep at it like this for a while. Then my head starts to hurt...something’s off. Henrik and Marv don’t notice. The whole world slows down. Really. Like time almost stops. I feel sick. C-H-A-SE. “Jack?” No this... this isn’t...something  warm drips down my face. I put my hand up to my temple. Blood? Scars are not supposed to bleed. This isn’t Jack. My neck hurts, like someone is dragging something sharp across it. A thin line of blood seeps from the cut. No..No No no! “Anti.” B-I-N-G-O P-U-P-P-E-T. I can’t move. Statik flickers before my eyes. I can’t close them. M-Y P-U-P-P-E-T. I shouldn’t have done this. T-O-O L-A-T-E. I shouldn’t have tried to talk to Jack. The static buzzes in my brain. Blood pours from my temple. It’s too late. “Anti...” “Ģ̶̦̟̺͓͕̲̈́̆̅̓͐̇͛̕̚͝ͅo̷̡̺͋ǫ̴̤͓͙̹̙͙̱̺̯̠̈́̉̋͊͝ͅd̸̜͕̗̹͐̉̔̆͑̐̉̌̌̕͠͝ ̵̱͎̜́̐̈̀p̵̢̗̲̳̫͍͇͍͑̇͐̓̈̒̍̇͆̾̃̌̍́͝u̴͔͍̙͛͐̓̒̓̎̌͐̉͗͝p̵̫̯͇̺̝͓͈͇̋͒p̵̨̨̞̻̟̭̻̠̥̬͍͗̀̉̍̇͒͊̅̓͝ͅē̶̢̢̲̣̹̻̘̞̰̪̦̎̇͆̂͌̚͜͠t̶̨̧͇̳̺͎̞͎̦͋̑̍ͅ

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