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#all: eli
bleakbluejay · 3 months
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you motherfuckers have no concept of what "land back" or "decolonize" even mean. you're too busy demonizing entire groups of people, terrified, shitting yourselves, that they'll do even half of the horrors to you that you've done to them for decades or centuries. this shit comes off as hella racist for real. you hate arabs so much. you hate first nations people so much. you hate black people so much. even if you sympathize with them, you can't fucking bear the idea of them gaining freedom, independence, autonomy, safety, because you're so, so scared they'll hurt you back and cause chaos in the streets. these same people who just want to rebuild. who just want to go home. who just want to see their families again. who just want food. who just want medical care. who just want dry, warm shelter. you're so focused on the ideas of colonization, of "us vs. them", of one people displacing the other for a state to exist, that you cannot comprehend coexistence, and your only idea of peace is if an entire group of people were just gone and dead.
grow the fuck up. for the love of GOD, grow the fuck up.
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chawawanya · 8 months
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be prepared! it's the start of my idv fixation..and I've shown no signs of stopping
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muckyschmuck · 2 months
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draw nun but the worst 2 forget file corruption whatever
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bi-slut-buck · 1 year
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Derek : Eli did you see your eyes?
Eli : how the hell am i supposed te see my eyes? They're the things i use to see
Me : that is 100% Stiles' son
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einelitas · 3 months
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I'm surprised how many people regard him as "pretty" or "adorable" lol
He'd disagree with you all xd
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lelelego · 1 year
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<3
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heartelysia · 4 months
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busy thinking of...
toxic ex! gojo who only broke up with you because he needed to move on! at least he thought he did until you did move on without him, leaving him in the dust. he tries his best to forget about you! he really does, sinking his head into his palms the same way hes sinking his cock into the girl below him. but nothing feels good, nothing can make the aching emptiness in his chest go away, not if its not you.
god he didnt even notice how intoxicated he was with you until you left. you were everything he needed to fucking survive and you just up and left like your three year long relationship was nothing? toxic ex! gojo who will do anything for you back, buying a cup of overpriced coffee at your regular place just to bump heads with you every single day, buying you random flowers and leaving them in your break room of your workplace, texting you non stop even when you blocked most of his accounts.
toxic ex! gojo whos anger boils in the pit of his stomach when you rejected all of his advances, blaming you for all wrongdoings because this would've never happened if you loved him more! he would've mever broken up with you, he wouldnt have to go to the earths ledge for a tiny spark in your 'relationship', he would never have to end up with a fucking restraining order.
hes mad. hes mad that you moved on, hes angry that you left him without begging to stay together, hes furious that your life isn't in shambles. toxic ex! gojo needs you dependant on him, he cant just have you wandering off to another person so easily next time. so he does what any sane person does and stalks you from a distance until the restraining order expires, watching your life unfold in his hollow blue eyes.
dear lord knows how many things toxic ex! gojo has done to try and forget you but nothing seemed to work! from getting into multiple relationships, getting a brand new job in an area he has no experience in to travelling the world, yet everything he did seemed to remind him of your sweet smile.
as any other human being would do, as soon as the document hits its end, he shreds it up and makes his way to your home. you seemed too happy, forgetting about your ex entirely, getting random flings, meeting some new dude called toji, going on dates with said man. toxic ex! gojo couldnt allow that, you were his. you were his property even if you didnt know it and gojo didnt like sharing his property with others.
toxic ex! gojo who couldnt help but notice how many of your flings resembled him, personality or appearance wise, there was always something similar to your ex. that was until toji came into the picture, he was nothing like gojo and your ex felt his veins bulge in irritation. he was your first everything - from hand holding, kissing, picnic dates to sex - so you should still be with him!
he needed you back, he needed you to crawl back to him and plead for forgiveness but that never came. toxic ex! gojo who would break into your apartment when youre on dates with the new man, scoffing when he realizes you still left a spare copy of the keys behind the painting hanging above your door. god you were so easy. when hes inside your apartment, hes hit with the fattest wave of nostalgia.
he instantly heads into your shabby room that gojo stayed in whenever, inhaling the scent of your sweetness like it was an addictive drug. he swears theres a hint of his musk but it might just be someone elses considering its been two years. toxic ex! gojo didnt like that. he fucking hated that idea.
maybe thats how he ended up here, his voice whiny and airy as he desperately humps your pillow as he shoves his nose into the area where it covered your cunt. his poor cock was aching, his tip a burning red colour as the veins running down his thick cock throbbed each time he took a whiff of your panties. god he was so needy, after months of being unable to reach a satisfactory climax, just the feeling of rutting his hips into your pillow that you used daily made precum dribble out of his cock in buckets.
whilst youre happily on the date with toji, gojo is busy having seconds by staining any and all surface in his cum discreetly. he thinks hes never came this much just from masturbating, his balls wrung dry to the core just by the memory of your sweet cunt sloppily making a mess all over his balls and pelvis.
but when the front door of your apartment creaks open, gojo freezes, unable to hide the initial shock on his face. why were your sobs filling the silence?
part 2
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gffa · 10 months
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The problem with Thrawn as a villain in the Ahsoka show is that, now that I have read the Thrawn novels, I now only care about him in the context of WHERE IS ELI, ARE YOU THINKING ABOUT ELI RIGHT NOW, THRAWN? I’M THINKING ABOUT ELI RIGHT NOW. I’M THINKING ABOUT YOU THINKING ABOUT ELI. I’M THINKING ABOUT ELI THINKING ABOUT YOU. “GOOD MORNING, LIEUTENANT VANTO.” YOU BETTER PRAY ELI’S HAD TIME TO CALM DOWN WHILE YOU WERE OFF IN NEW SPACE OR WHATEVER BECAUSE I KNOW I’M STILL REELING FROM THAT. ANYWAY WHERE IS ELI, THRAWN? ARE YOU THINKING ABOUT ELI RIGHT NOW? I’M THINKING ABOUT ELI RI-- and I will never be able to take the plot of the show seriously any time he’s on the screen.
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bvrtysbvtches · 1 year
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the “best friends who had plans of changing the world together but then one of them betrayed the other and now they’re on opposite sides and the one who betrayed the other is now morally grey and kills people but they still can’t bring themselves to kill the other because deep down they’re still in love with them” trope>>>>
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cosmiclion · 24 days
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I refuse to be deflated (no I won't get tired of making memes).
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gherkinlizard · 2 months
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ok i can explain...
i am listening to the Thrawn books at the moment (excellent by the way i highly recommend them) and i fall asleep listening to it, which isn't usually a problem i always fall asleep listening to something, but last night part of my dream involved Thrawn in a princess dress in a tower waiting to be rescued and simply had to draw it. (which is why it looks so scraggly i was in a bit of a rush)
im so sorry
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maoaoaoo · 3 months
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"One soul in two bodies"
Another collab with my lovely friend @luneariann!! This took so long help (it was worth it in the end though look at them go)
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netmors · 13 days
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Eleventh Fleet AU - Admiral Karyn Faro
This was supposed to be an art post in honor of the anniversary of the release of the Thrawn Trilogy from Legends, but I'm only on the second book, so my opinion on the story has not yet been fully formed.
It was still the May weekend and after such a good cold I wanted a banal, basic rest.
However, I discovered such a thing as photobashes in concept art… And I decided to make a “sketch” for screenshots from the game. It turned out to be a very strange experiment, but the experience was really interesting…
Disclaimer: such a game does not exist… It is unlikely that it will exist.
Music: The Clone Wars - Unreleased Soundtrack Shattered & Victory and Death
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wannaeatramyeon · 6 months
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The Crew Heads with Reader: Television
G/N. (Jake Kim, Eli Jang, Johan Seong, Samuel Seo).
Bro Code | Dinner | Shopping | Television
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Samuel replaces your old crackly television-
A relic from the 90s where you can almost count the pixels and a logo is permanently burned into the screen-
with a 4k monstrosity.
Jake's choice of words but monstrosity is a bit harsh, Eli thinks. Knowing Samuel-
(and Eli does now know him too well to bear thinking about. Seriously, how on earth has that happened?! but that's a train of thought for another time.)
It'll be the best. Top of the line and no expenses spared.
Except.
"It's too big," Eli comments as Jake starts to rip open the cardboard and packaging.
"Yep," Jake grins. Focused on the task at hand though never giving up an opportunity to rib Samuel, "70 inches for Y/N's tiny apartment. Can tell you dropped out of middle school."
"Shut up," is all Samuel manages to muster and the other two snort in response.
Samuel scoffs. Refuses to admit that yes, it is far too big. That only now he has realised it'll take up at least half the dividing wall between the living room and your bedroom, and there is nowhere near enough space to get a good viewing distance.
Which, by the way, has nothing to do with being a dropout.
Refusing to sink to their level and asinine comments, he continues to supervise. Watching Eli now joining to rip away the plastic and styrofoam and cardboard. Doesn't lift a finger to help. Why should he? He's already opened his wallet.
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"Hey, brat," Jake shouts. Even with his and Eli's immense strength, they struggle to manoeuvre the awkwardly oversized, unwieldy object to position on the wall. "Come help out if you wanna join in in anymore movie nights."
Everyone knows 'brat' is Johan, who is currently lounging on the sofa. The insult having been tossed out casually one time by you, then adopted by everyone else because, hey - it's apt.
Johan rolls his eyes. Unglues himself from the sofa and acts as if this is an absolute waste of his time. That he has been thoroughly put out by needing to help these idiots.
But the additional pair of hands make quick work of hanging up the TV. Eli and Johan holding opposite sides as Jake tightens the screws.
Once done, all three stand back to admire their handiwork and the new screen. The sleek lines and shiny edging.
Oohs and aahs as Samuel flicks through the channels and sets it up.
United for once in front of the new technology, like cavemen when fire was first discovered.
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You step back to take in the screen.
Then another.
And another.
And another-
The back of your legs hits the sofa. You start to flail but Eli grips you around the waist, steadying you before you stumble.
Huh. There are no more steps to take and the screen is still fucking huge.
(The quiet unnerved you when you first step foot through the door. You're used to coming home to voices raised and squabbling. The occasional broken ornament, dented pan, broken chair.
You had walked in to find them all looking equally pleased, which unnerved you even more.
Until you noticed the new television.)
"Thanks Sammy." You smile at him and he ignores the heat rising to his cheeks, "This is great. Really. But isn't it a bit... big?"
Eli chuckles as Jake stage-whispers, "Sammy failed math,"
"Samuel," Sammy corrects, out of habit more than anything, "I'm only being considerate of Johan's shit eyesight."
Johan doesn't bother to look up from his phone. "Fuck off, four eyes."
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luneariann · 4 months
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For @j11nko s DTYS!! super deserved 2k Cin I’m rly happy for u bro 🫶🫶
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lelelego · 1 year
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couple of problem solvers
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