i honestly cant stop thinkin about mando and baby yoda like what the hell. what the hell. its the cutest story ever im deadass. its making me absolutely bonkers i cant get over it. this big tough emotionally fucked up babe goes around the galaxy destroying shit and being pissed off 24/7 but then he sees baby yoda and is instantly soft. going against everything so he can be a dad to this little creature that reminds him of himself, and makes him feel something other than spite and outrage… bro i am crying!!
I’ve been trying to think of how I want to phrase this because this had a real impact on me. First of all Marcos.
Arguably my favourite background character. He’s the first to walk forward and lay down his arms and I just, can you imagine what’s going through his head? All of their heads? His new king is yelling, calling them cowards. He’s surrounded by soldiers, his brothers and sisters in arms, throwing insults at him and the others.
But he doesn’t back down. None of them do.
They stand together, heads high, back straight. Unwavering.
This moment for me is so powerful becuase… they’re not cowards. They’re not running away, tail between their legs. They’re taking a stand. They’re looking Viren in the eyes. Looking at the entire Katolian army. And saying this is wrong.
They leave. Not in shame, but with purpose.
Then, what do they do with their badges of shame? Well…
THEY PUT IT ON A FUCKING FLAG IS WHAT THEY DID!
They believed in the future Ezran was striving for. They believed in peace.
The “cowards”, the “weakest links.” United. Not against Xadia, or Katolis. But against war. Against hate.
He’s in the local library with Robin and Nancy and Jonathan, and Billy’s been in Hawkins for the past three days visiting Max, and Steve’sgetting, getting tetchy, ‘cause it’s been three goddamn days without Billy and Steve couldn’t go with him because school matters, now,
But Billy’s on his way home, right now, as Steve angsts over the fact that it’s been three goddamn days and Billy’s been radio silent on Instagram, even though he’s been texting Steve about a hundred million times a day,
Steve’s phone pings with a notification, as does Robin’s, and Nancy’s, and Jonathan gives Nancy a look, says, “really?” and Nancy just shrugs before unlocking her iPhone in synch with the other two,
I may use Reddit but sometimes I hate the Homestuck Reddit so much. Someone got upset that Aradia wasn’t curvy and had “no chest” in her Pesterquest sprite. She’s 13 or possibly 12 when Pesterquest it taking place, what the fuck.
okay december holliday season is gonna come up real soon so if anyone wants to have a dramatic buildup to a mistletoe kiss and/or late nights cuddled with hot cocoa and a fireplace going while we watch old movies, that would be pretty neat
Im gonna say it. I’m not happy with “rey leaving and Kylo sad face” thing. The movie can only cover so much and Im exhausted, fucking exhausted, of Rey and Kylo being at odds or her leaving him again and again. This is such a big thing in the fandom and I cannot Fucking bear it anymore.
Female power fantasies shouldn’t come at the expense of diminishing male characters. Let female characters be strong in face of strong male characters.
I really hate Jensen Ackles and his stupid smile where she shows his ridiculous teeth, all sharp and white. I can’t stand his dimples and the crinkles around his stupid green eyes. Hate his bed hair and the fucking deep voice when he talks. Don’t even get me started on his fucking lips, the 2742 freckles on his face and body, his stupid laugh and the breadth of his shoulder. Hate the flex of his biceps and the bow of his legs. His fucking shoulder to hip ratio makes me angry. Ugh.
‘it’s rotten work’ ‘not to me not if it’s you’ vs. ‘who am i that you should love me?’ ‘you are my queen’ vs. ‘he would have given eugenides his heart on a toothpick if asked’ vs. ‘ten gold cups? i thought you hated me’ ‘i do’ vs. ‘if i wouldn’t leave you in a well why would i abandon you in a ditch?’ ‘i don’t know’ vs. ‘oh’ she said in irritation and perfect understanding ‘it’s you, eugenides’ etcetera ad nauseam
I really love when skinny guys wear a button up shirt that fits perfectly, and then go out to eat.
How they indulge and stuff themselves, scarf down plate after plate. The shirt gets tighter around their expanding gut, but they don’t care. Food is too good to care about something as silly as if a shirt fits.
Another plate down, they ate so many already it’s hard to keep count. Their shirt is now tight, buttons starting to creak and strain at the new pressure. Their breathing is heavy and the slightest bit labored. They can’t eat another bite they say, but then order dessert because they simply can’t help themselves.
Their belly presses against their waist band, digging in and squishing over their belt. They down the dessert in record time and lean back with their hands on their achy gut. Burps find their way out of them, their shirt that fit perfectly a few hours ago had ridden up, showing a few inches of underbelly and exposing how tight their pants are.
I can only imagine how full they’d feel, and how good it feels to rub and cradle their swollen midsection as they quietly burp and whine. But even then, when their pants are tight and digging in, and when their shirt can’t contain their belly, they’d still crave more like the good, greedy boy they are.
Somebody please convince me to finish my Tina Chen WIP bc I love her so much, even if she was only in the actual game for like, 2 seconds. (Bless the fanon versions of her, thanku for giving her a personality i love u all)