#I FORGOT LEMMONS

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Self insert who!?

Do with this as you will (MARRY CHRISTMAS!!!)

ohhh my GOD. THIS ABSOLUTELY PRECIOUS!! <33 this is all so cute!! im staring so hard at this because my gosh your artstyle is lovely <3 (1/5/25): ...okay this sat in my drafts for 3+ weeks unposted because i forgot about it and since it wasn't in my inbox i lost track of it i am so sorry! this deserves to see the light of day and to be seen, thank you so much lemmon!! <3

im still obsessed with how you drew eclipse aaa!! everytime you draw DCA in general you make them look so pretty in your style im SWOONING.

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SHADOW BRACKET: LOSER SADBOYS 2/4 (update)

did your fave not make it into the next round of the hot men bracket? injustice! we must declare the hottest of the sadsack losers to right this wrong. There will be four polls with ten contestants. ONLY THE TOP TWO VOTED HOT LOSER MEN FROM EACH POLL MAY CONTINUE TO THE NEXT LEVEL OF THE SHADOW BRACKET. Contestants were chosen based on the amount and fervor of the propaganda submitted. May the bloodbath commence.

This is a re-upload because I forgot Orson Welles the first time!

[girlonthelasttrain]

I just watched Witness for the Prosecution and really enjoyed it. Marlene Dietrich was amazing! What other Billy Wilder movies have you particularly enjoyed? I've only seen some of the most well-known ones.

I'm very glad you liked it!! Even upon rewatching it earlier this week, being already aware of all the twists, the movie delighted me again because it plays on the audience's expectations so effortlessly. And I agree that Dietrich is amazing in it, she basically carries the entire movie on her back! (Though I love Charles Laughton's antics as well.)

I have watched a few of Wilder's movies but I'm far from a connoisseur, and some I've watched so long ago that I forgot almost everything about them. I am rewatching them now because I recently listened to a podcast episode about his post-The Apartment career (I feel like I'm pushing You Must Remember This every other post but it's because it's the one podcast I listen to!)

Since you've already seen Sunset Boulevard, Double Indemnity and The Apartment, I suppose Wilder's most well-known titles include Sabrina (1954) and Some Like It Hot (1959). The former I don't exactly like, personally, but it has its great moments and gags, and it's very funny to watch Humphrey Bogart play a character that's so different from his usual roles. The latter movie I really like, and Marilyn Monroe is great in it, but it's also fundamentally a comedy about two men in a dress, so there's that.

I would not recommend The Seven Year Itch (1955) unless you care about seeing one of Monroe's most famous roles. The movie is meandering at best, when not outright enraging. The few worthwhile moments are all about Monroe breaking out of the mold of "naive pretty girl", such as when she sits on the floor eating potato chips after dunking them in a glass full of champagne, or ignores the protagonist's speechifying to make plans to counter the summer heat.

I remember liking both Stalag 17 (1953) and Front Page (1974), but I remember almost nothing else about either. Funnily enough I don't think I've seen The Fortune Cookie (1966), which was the first movie where Jack Lemmon and Walther Matthau collaborated in, so that's definitely on my list.

I am particularly looking forward to watching Avanti! (1972) and Fedora (1981). The podcast episode I mentioned described the former as Wilder's way of making fun of men who are unable to respect women they deem "ugly" even as they're developing a bond with them, and the latter seems to be (an attempt at) taking a stab at Hollywood's beauty standards with a slant that (again, according to the podcast host) is not too dissimilar from Death Becomes Her (1992) or even The Substance (2024), though it isn't a straight-up horror movie. I'm aware that neither movie are going to be as "good" or as realized as Wilder's most famous ones, but I'm curious nonetheless.

There's so much more in Wilder's filmography though! If anyone has more suggestions feel free to weigh in in the replies :)

[lamialamia]

Mota ep 7 rewatch thoughts

I'm catching up! I'm watching BoB ep 1 right after this.

So, here's the rambling:

I'm not gonna talk about the affair plot line because I'm gonna write up my analysis post later anyway.

TwoBucks in that stalag is all kind of funny and sad. Babushka!Buck exists for one episode only and yet already iconic.

The mail! Wow what a scene. I forgot how obviously jealous Bucky was of that one mail form Marge. Like here the thing

Before him, there was another guy getting 3 mails, one of which is from his mother. But only after Gale get the mail from his fiancee did Buck react verbally and very bitterly. What is this??!?!?! How can read this scene as anything but Bucky pathetically yearning for his best friend???

This episode has too much narration. Probably the most narration in all nine episodes and thus, for me it feel really weak.

I mean, instead of telling me about how morale on base is bad and everyone is tired and stressed... why can't we spend some time with the mechanics crew and the doctors/nurses on base? Both these groups of personnel have consistent re-appearances and they are led by 2 characters have shown to be there since episode 1 (Ken Lemmons and the Doctor Man With The Pipe)

Having the mechanics and the emt react to how they don't even know who is flying what plane, who has been shot down, who is in the med wing,... that kind of stuff would be so good!!!

I like Bennett. You know he's a solid when he fly with the boys immediately on a proven dangerous mission.

Rosie upping is still such a good scene. I don't know. Maybe Nate Mann is just that charismatic, but his reasons are because of the men who "got the rules changed mid-game" and how if he is gone, there might be dead rookie in his spot... that's the good stuff.

[jonathankatwhatever]

Still 30 Dec 2024. Had a not good sushi meal and don’t feel so great but I know that’s also because I worked so hard on abdominal compressions at the gym. I think the most difficult was the lateral elliptical, bending over with butt back so the weight is suspended and it’s like you’re riding a bike sitting without a seat, but with a side-to-side movement.

We can translate category theory basics into SBE. Fits easily to the 1-0-1(//)0-1-0.

Picking this up on 31 Dec 2024. A category contains 2 classes, one of objects and one of morphisms, and every morphism has 2 objects, a before and after, which they call source and target. That notation says there’s an action and it’s observed through the choice inherent in the selection of a source. The notation we’ve developed allows both that Observer perspective and the subjective experience of the Actor.

It’s now 1 Jan 2025. Not in the best mood and I don’t know why. Watching The Twilight Zone: a plane is somewhere ‘else’ and it’s treated as a group experience, when the math says it can’t be, that these are individual Things outside of the D3-4Space they share. This D3-4Space is crucial to understand.

Maybe working is what I need. It always helps, even when I’m screwing up my D3-4 existence’s choices. D3-4Space is not the same as a Thing field. The math of it is kind of complicated in my head so I’ll distract myself until it comes around.

I shoulder pressed 178, more than I have ever done. Seated. I had to drop the seat to 2 to get enough leverage to do it, but I did it. I can do 158 at 4, closer to the bar. Or handles. I’ve been doing a lateral elliptical. The workout is terrific. I am finding all sorts of cool movements, like how to skate or ski with a glide leg or a follow leg, to either side, at varying widths so I can explore the angles of alignment and extension. I really enjoy suspending my weight back, like I’m sitting slightly, like on skates or a bike but without the skates or the bike so there’s more effort involved. Amazing how freely the legs can churn. That has led to a number of realizations about the carriage choices available to reduce strain in motion, including how they become available, including how I realized that as a process.

I also had the most interesting experience. Love Story came on while I was on the elliptical, which was weird because a bit had been occurring in which Romeo appeared, including the simple but too obvious for me to get until now Rome and the o ending, which is like I’m Rome.

Watching the first I Dream of Jeanie. It’s fascinating. Larry Hagman is doing Jack Lemmon, while Barbara Eden is a combination of siren, psycho and a moonstruck teen. At one point, she stands like Peter Pan. They then have her mirror another actress, as a brunette.

The math has to wait. It’s 2AM. Not the same as a Thing field because Things connect as iObjects. Spirits in the material world. George Harrison’s it’s only me, it’s not my mind. I’m a whisker away.

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I forgot the rest: the line tis the East and Juliet is the son appeared to me, making a connection to belief and thus the story is about betrayal o belief in the son, who is love in the sense of saving, of salvation as the highest love, so belief in the love of Juliet as the son, as the embodiment, becomes more than love, becomes eternal.

[m1ckeyb3rry]

Mira protection squad rise up….dw just pull out the picture of Karasu in your wallet and just say ummm I’ve got a bf..!! /j but fr stay safe!!! It’s crazy how this still happens everywhere like leave people alone!!!

I’m crying the word count alone still has me REELING like omg….guys this is not a fic atp this could be a whole novel….

Ok wait but continuing I forgot to mention this is such a minor thing but THE TAJ MAHAL OUT OF HAIR??? I did not need that visual either oh my god

And not to worry! I turned back pretty fast I’d only gotten to the part where Karasu calls to talk about being captain and then I was really like ummm wait a minute….so all good!!! I fr was piecing together the story up till that point like “oooh ok in college….ok somehow we made a deal with Karasu got it…” LMAO my fault for running to read without actually reading properly before I started the actual fic portion!!

Ugh baby Karasu is so squishy…I can just imagine pinching his cheeks shdgsjshs speaking of that line where y/n is walking with him after his first game as captain and she compares his baby face to his current face “all angles and gloom and doom” LMAOOO ok but that swimming scene>>>> their bond >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

YAYOYUKI guys it’s just the quadruple Y ship Y to the fourth power LMAO I’m imagining yuki in that meme reaction pic with the person with their arms in the area and their chains breaking LMAOOO

NO IT WORKED SOOOO WELL!!! Honestly I think you’re the master of this like writing characters in love but they don’t know they’re actually in love yet…so good….chefs kiss…..but omg yeah with Aoyama!!! I loved how that was in the story too and you could feel the difference between their relationships!! I’m ngl though I’m not even deep in the fandom or even content in general but whenever I read Aoyama I kept thinking of the dude from mha LMAOOOO I know Aoyama isn’t a super u bc Lemmon last name but that was the first face that popped into my mind shsgsgshsh

The bfb sisters >>>>> ok but so real kaneshiro PLEASE give us NAMES this just reminds me of Barou’s LN too where his sisters are literally referred to as “the 1 year old” and “the 0 year old” like BRO JUST GIVE THEM NAMES!!!! I do really enjoy how we get to see both sides though!!! Like both being friends with the younger and older sister, very refreshing getting to read about both sides!!

NO BECAUSE I ALMOST SCREAMED HAHAHA like bro carried you to your apartment in the middle of the night, gave you water and food, cleaned you up and REMOVED YOUR MAKEUP and oops, to the streets he goes /hj….I also thought y/n hitting otoya up to ring her in was funny LOL I honestly live for the little interactions with other characters I love how it builds a whole little universe within the fic world!

Where would Karasu nation be without you…and OMG MORE KARASU REQS??? Guys Karasu nation is GROWING all thanks to you o7 gotta take a Karasu intermission LMAO but speaking of if there’s anything in the Hiori LN you want reinterpreted…don’t be shy..LOL I had it TLd but I think the wording needs some refining because it was definitely clunkier than the ones I did recently LMAO

Oooo omg plane ride again!! Manifesting no motion sickness to the airport..!!!! And no we knew in our hearts that you were cooking in silence….we trust….

-Karasu anon

LMAOOO WHIPPING OUT A BADLY EDITED PHOTO OF ME NEXT TO KARASU LIKE “so sorry but i’m actually married 🙄 yeah it’s a committed relationship so go away 🥱” JFJDJS i’m dead 😭 nah fr i don’t understand how it’s such a problem STILL but oh well 😐

apparently according to google a novel is anything above 40k words SO TECHNICALLY i did write an entire novel abt karasu based on a song from victorious 😭 that is the most ridiculous sentence i think i’ve ever formulated JFKSJFJSK what even…it’s what my man deserves though 💖

OH MY GOD THE TAJ MAHAL OUT OF HAIR it was actually a reference to this disney xd show that my brother, my best friend, and i watched as kids called lab rats and at one point one of the characters makes a “buckinghair palace” and is planning on making a “taj mahair” it was a very random reference LMAOAOA but i like throwing things in like that to make the world seem richer?? like i could’ve just had otoya say that his sister had a bad roommate but adding in that specific (and gross) detail just made it seem like there’s things going on in the background even when the reader isn’t there if that makes sense

LMAOO i can fr see how that would be confusing 😭 the 41.6k words really got to you huh 😰

HAHAHA no but y/n is so real for that because imagine you’re used to adorable squishy baby karasu and then all of a sudden BAM he’s all chiseled and gorgeous?? but you’re “not attracted” to him because he’s ��like your brother” so you can’t even appreciate that part 😩💔

PLSSS yayoyuki my otp all those y’s mean they’re meant for each other 🤩 LMAOOO yukimiya breathing a sigh of relief that he’s actually chill for once

AHHH YESSS MY FAV TROPE i love when characters don’t understand their feelings it’s truly so much fun because it’s such a good way to create tension without feeling forced or annoying…yesss the way y/n and aoyama are chill but you can FEEL how she doesn’t love him but then her with karasu even though she doesn’t realize it the love they share just seeps into every interaction they have 🥹 PLSSS icl i know nothing abt mha and would prefer to keep it that way 😰 to be honest i just went on the japanese census and picked one of the earlier names on the list which happened to be aoyama (because it starts with an a i suppose)…no reference intended there

kaneshiro so allergic to women he won’t even give them names 😔💔 literally the only girls with names are isagi and bachira’s moms + anri 😭 i can never write a bllk fic without ocs because i NEED female friendships in my stories!! and agreed that it was rlly fun to see the difference in liking your friend’s older brother versus the younger brother as there are different associated stigmas and whatnot that come about from it

KARASU SAID “right let me just be the ideal bf real quick” AND GOT THE BOOT FOR IT 🥲 i can’t even blame him for kissing her/confessing at that point because wdym he went through all of that and then told you he’d never had a girlfriend because he was in love with someone who’d never love him back and you have the audacity to say “damn who would ever say no to you??” 😭⁉️ he’s more patient than me fr…okay but lowkey it’s so funny to me that he saw y/n when he was four years old and he IMMEDIATELY locked tf in…like THAT was the ONLY GIRL he wanted from that moment on 😩

otoya was so much fun to write in this au 😭 like the way he’s so nonchalant and all…he knows exactly what’s going on because he’s good w girls but he has 0 interest in getting involved because he needs to protect his peace!! like i said w the taj mahal thing i love throwing in little moments that make it seem like the characters all have their own lives separate from the plot…for example the “crazy girl” from otoya’s group project that he mentions very easily could be a love interest for him if you think abt it ☝🏻 like “crazy girl” just wants a good grade and slacker otoya thinks he can flirt his way out of doing any work but she’s having NONE of it and they end up falling in love based on that?? can you imagine he’s like two minutes late to the meeting and she’s like “where were you 😐” and he’s like “my roommate’s older sister’s best friend was showing me where to get non-keurig coffee” and she doesn’t even believe him because she’s heard many dumbass excuses in her life and that is the worst one yet 😭 idk that’s just a random example but it’s just fun for me to throw in those random little threads!! i think like you said it really helps to build a universe within the story and make the plot as well as all of the characters feel more whole and well rounded as opposed to flat and one dimensional 🤩

at this point i think i’m basically a karasu account LMAOO nobody remembers my roots as a nagi fan anymore 😟 yes i have a couple of reqs for him which is rlly exciting!! eek i’ve been having trouble getting into the hiori mindset but i NEED TO because those two reqs are from my 500 follower milestone event which was ages agooo like they’re literally from JUNE 😭 ugh trust i will cook when i get the chance though!!

YESS PRAYING NO MOTION SICKNESS!! we still have a little less than a week left before we leave so going to relax and enjoy the vibes but tbh i am excited to return to america…the glorious land of ubiquitous air conditioning and everyone wearing deodorant…LMAO 😭🙏🏻

[contagious-addiction]

Realized I forgot to share some Mt Lemmon pics I took when I went hiking with my mom when she came to visit

[makahimetenshi]

Perfect connection Arthur Maxson x Female Sole Survivor Fallout 4 Fanfic

THIS IS NOT A LEMMON CHAPTER, but theres gonna be more lemmon chapters on this fics. Mostly to make their relationship more intense and passionate. This one would be between chapter 11-12 of the original fic

If you are very very very delighted with one fic and want a continuation I didn’t write or post you can donate me at least $5 bucks, most of this fics have next chapters I don’t finish because lack of motivation but hey a $5 is a $5, I see a few reviews and comments that fics that are abandoned months laters receive comments of wanting to know what happens next. Here it is, I finished my handling with you all, enjoy the fic

Having a homemade breakfast was a dream for Arthur Maxson, never dream with the possibility oh having his own eggs and bacon by his prewar American wife.

Well it wasn’t bacon exactly, more like dog meat cut very very thinn, and it wasn’t his wife, but that could be changed someday…

Nora wont eat breakfast, but would cook so he can rate the food she mades, trying to cook with wasteland things wasn’t easy, the smell was horrible  in the pan and even the thought of trying to eat something make her stomach ich, gross, but he eat that food and she whished for him to have a warm meal prepared after working all day, so she made the sacrifice to cook…without even tasting a bit.

Arthur would feel bad about it, most of the time they don’t share meals but stay together talking like they would, she had his back. It wasn’t difficult to follow a recipe so there was no way to fuck up a meal without even taste it, her dishes taste quite good in his opinion of just being a simple taster, if he say it was good, she gained confidence and do more.

-You have that call today? –ask Nora leaving a smooch on his cheek  placing the plate in front of him.

God this feels good.

-Yeah, not easy people to deal with –said the elder picking his fork to start eating his mierluk eggs

-Youll do great –she said hugging him by the neck, leaving smooches on his cheek and ears as he eat, goshhefeltsohappyandplenty.

They stay like that for a few seconds until Nora leave to start washing the pan in the sink, the man keep eating until he was full and satisfied, never over eating, don’t allow himself to that, food left behind was always saved for emergencys or leftovers for dinner.

-Delicious as always –scrambled mierluk eggs, nothing special, but love was the secret ingredient and if he encourage her to cook maybe eventually she would eat. The man step up leaving the plate with left overs on the table and leave a kiss on her neck- see you later

-Have a great honey –ohgoshhewishedtobelovedbacksomuch.

This was his place to comeback, at her side. This was the happiest he has ever been.

Maybe 15 minutes laters he come back to his quarters, searching for something he forgot, hopping to find Nora around but instead he was received with an awful acid smell on the air and some crying from the bathroom, worried he moved there just to find Nora looking at him back surprised and scared. Sitting on the floor close to the toilet, eyes red, cheeks wet from tears and mouth dirty.

Is this what he was wishing for so long…?

-Nora? –he asked and she came out her trance, cleaning her eyes with her arms trying to quickly recompose, but Arthur come down to sit at her side picking her arms- easy easy –he tried to reassure her, she looked very agitated and from the smell and liquids in her mouth is clear that she has been puking- what happened?

-N-Nothing! –she said nervous, voice broken, trying to not look at pathetic and awful- what are you doing here? –goddamnwhyishehere

-I forgot something and came back to pick it, what is wrong? You can tell me –he was worried shit, she was trembling and nervous, surely mostly about being discovered but…-Nora you can tell me-again, for a moment she stay in silence, not wanting to answer but…

She hesitated, lips trembling, then look at him.

-I tried to eat –she simply said, and then realized how stupid it sounded, then look away.

Oh. Arthur thought.

-And it make you sick from the stomach? –he asked trying to not sound judgmental, if he said that her food was good when he ate it and she was the problem it would be bad, she wanted to talk and it would close her. They had very few opportunities of opening and talk and this was one about a subject that really concerns Arthur.

-I tried, to eat –she clarified- I didn’t even swallow down- the man look confused and she covered her face with her arms, the elder started to caress her back.

-Its okay –he said trying to push away the shame.

-Its not, I saw your leftovers and think that if you eat it maybe it wasn’t so bad, maybe a bit after so much work cooking and washing the pan would be worth it, just a bit, I chewed on the eggs…and chew…and chew more…then I have to run to the toilet and puke, a lot, then I come back to the table and I see the meat I cut to make the bacon and I remember the dog I had with Nate that run away and…

Clearly she had an eating disorder.

-Don’t worry –he said sitting at her side and hugging her, she was trembling but he could tell this was something she needed out of her chest.

-I hate this –he heard-I remember the time I ended up eating human meat thinking it was crispy bacon…-Arthur look at her sad, leaving a smooch on her ear- I miss my life

-Nora you are not sick or anything don’t worry –he tried to reassure her caressing her shoulders- its just psychological, you didn’t swallow or digest it, there’s no way you are intoxicated –obviously her crying wasn’t about that, but he couldn’t do anything about her nostalgia.

-I miss my home, I miss the food, I miss the cars –he wanted to correct her with the fact that there was functioning cars in the wastelands but he didn’t- I miss the couch on second hand I bought with Nate because we wanted that specific design…

-Did it taste bad? –she raised her head to look at him-the eggs

-I don’t know, I don’t remember, I chewed, tried and then felt the urge to puke –yeah, psychological.

Not an allergy, chewing doesn’t instantly cause vomit for allergies.

-Its okay –it wasn’t really, healing a psychological disorder wasn’t easy and this was affecting her a lot- we will find the way-for her health and life to improve

-I must sound so stupid-not stupid, concerning.

-You think you can drink water now? Or your stomach is too woozy?

Nora took a moment to answer, looking at the nothing.

-I can try.

Good because staying right next to the vomited toilet wasn’t doing any favor for any of them.

-What about tooth paste? You think you can wash your teeth’s? –she denied with the head instantly- okay, no problem, lets go to the bed yeah? –nodded, Arthur stand up and take her hands up, Nora raised feeling a light headache but still walk besides him.

The man sat her in bed and open a can of water, of course Nora knew she had to drink slowly, he picked up a wet towel and clear around  her lips and cheeks while she drink down.

-Why are you here? –what a nasty way to say it, Arthur sighted and look at her dress, it wasn’t vomited, good.

-I came to pick something for the call and…-fuck his eyes open at the realization that he miss completely the call, how long they been here? Maybe twenty minutes? Damn its late now to run and have that call excursing himself and…looking at the woman in front of him, she needed him- its okay

Nora visibly panicked- no its not! Don’t worry about me and go! –it wasn’t a good idea to leave now, he sat at her side and took her hand with his eyes closed, she worries about him and his paper in the brotherhood and…gosh he loved that, she cared, actually cared- Arthur go I idnt want to…

-You did nothing wrong –one of his thumbs caressed her hand- I forgot my notes and now its late, ill deal with the consequences later

Shit that wasn’t a good choice of words, she panicked more

-Consequences? Ohnononon go I don’t want you to have problems and…

Arthur kissed her in the lips, crashing their mouths together but nothing more, if he touches or hold her she surely would get more nervous and that wasn’t necessary. When they separated after a while he watch into her eyes.

-Well find the way, for everything, yeah? –she nodded and hug him, melting instantly on his chest, smelling on his scent.

-Sorry to keep you here –when his arms wrapped around her back she felt so in peace, nerviosism not exactly fading away but relaxing her body and limbs

-You are not keeping me here, I want to stay at your side –at hearing that her nails clawed on his coat surprising the man.

-Then please not leave

-I wont- despite saying that Arthur smiled bittery, what was she talking about? She is always the one leaving

[herbirdglitter]

My little sister won’t watch old movies because there are no gay people in them, which is a) wrong and b) stupid. At least half of those actors were as gay as the day is long and as for the films, well where does she think we got queercoding from? The only reason we as a community know how to read queer subtext so well is because of old films and the vast amount of it they had.

20s movies are the gayest things you ever seen since the Hayss code hadn’t been enacted yet,

Then after that we get decades of clearly gay actors, comedians such as George and Gracie, the Marx Brothers, and the What’s My Line panelists all making making gay jokes in some of the most popular content in the US, and filmmakers mastering the art of queercoding.

Then come the 60s where some of the most famous, well loved actors of the time (Marilyn Monroe, Jack Lemmon, Tony Kurtis) where in very high profile movie, where the creators conveniently forgot to send the movie in to be checked by the sensors, and we got the trans and bisexual masterpiece that is Some Like It Hot, featuring two men who dress up in drag, one of them likes just a little too much, a wealthy millionaire who falls in love with one of them as a woman, and the shenanigans that ensue.

The masses loved it and it played was a huge part in getting the Hays code abolished, as well as being widely regarded as one of the funniest movies of all time.

History is important kids, and interesting and a lot of those movies were really really good. There’s a reason they call it the golden age of Hollywood.

I know it’s a good thing that kids today don’t have to learn to read subtext because most of them have actual canon characters, but it’s important to learn about our history and again, some of those movies are really fucking good and there are gay people in it so why won’t you fucking watch old movies with me you little twerp

[fuckyeahwomenfilmdirectors]

i just found out that hidden figures was directed by a white guy, which is sort of disappointing. i was wondering if you could recommend some cool directors who are black women? (besides ava duvernay and regina king) thank you!!

Oh thank you for this great question! There are more amazing directors who are black women working than ever before and they really don't get enough love:

My modern indie darlings:

Victoria Mahoney director of Yelling to the Sky , Channing Godfrey Peoples (who did the underrated and beautiful Miss Juneteenth), Shatara Michelle Ford director of Test Pattern (this really tiny and powerful indie that really blew me away recently). Garrett Bradley who works in documentaries and whose movie Time was nominated for an Oscar, Mati Diop (Atlantics).

More mainstream directors:

Dee Rees (Pariah, Mudbound and Bessie are all excellent), Stella Meghie who has been called a black Nancy Meyers. Really loved her debut Jean of the Joneses, Amma Asante (who did Belle, duh). Gina Prince-Bythewood (all her movies are great but I particularly love Beyond the Lights), Angela Robinson (D.E.B.S. is great! Watch D.E.B.S.)

Older directors and by older I mean women who directed movies pre- 2000, most of these women are still alive and not that old:

Safi Faye (her movies are really hard to track down but if you can find it Mossane is beautiful), Kathleen Collins (Losing Ground, the background of how this movie was lost and then "found" is worthy of a movie itself), Julie Dash (Daughters of the Dust), Cheryl Dunye (The Watermelon Woman, a cinema lover's dream of a movie), Kasi Lemmons (Eve's Bayou), Leslie Harris (Just Another Girl on the I.R.T.), Darnell Martin (I Like It Like That).

Anyway these are just a few to get you started, I'm sure I forgot a ton of great ones. Support black women in film! So many gems that will blow your mind!

[homestuck-stories]

[DID anon again hi]

I got thinking about john meeting the alters.

Personally I have quite a bit of them (20+,,,) but I cant help but think about him meeting my rabbit alter. How cute they would be interacting and all. Cause rabbit is very friendly and would probably think john is adorable.

Or him meeting our protector whos a big guard dog/wolf who would likely see john as a good friend and would front to defend him if someone was bothering him.

Or its maybe a blurry day, no one knows who's up here but john is just happy to hang out with whoever no matter what. Cause he loves them all.

Im just very soft thinking about this....

Also hi uh gonna sign my asks with ♡Fox

(And regarding your last response, yes we did like the depiction ♡♡♡)

Let's go with that then! y/n: your name r/n: Rabbit name p/n: Protector's name. --------------------------- You woke up. Finally awake! A nice day was coming and you knew it was gonna be better. You were gonna meet John at last. After a few encounters where you were looking "behind the window", now you could interact with him. You showered, cleaned your bedroom while getting dressed and then went to look for John. He was on his house, waiting for you so... You arrived and knocked the door. You were able to hear how he came down the stairs to see you and, with him opening the door, you noticed how nervous you were now. Frick, you even wanted to run away because he was so special for your system... —Hey, y/n! How are you? Are you okay? You seem to sweat a lot. Haha, don't worry, Vriska is not here in case you are scared. Ah, yes. The spider troll. That woman made you have chills, and not good ones. —H-huh, no. No. I wanted to talk with you a little bit. Haha. Your nervous laugh came out and John looked at you a little bit confused, until you said. —Oh, sorry. Forgot to say. Ahm... r/n fronting. I'm... I'm sorry, I hope you don't care meeting with me! You started tapping the floor, trying to stay as happy as you should because you were gonna meet someone new. Instead, it's a little bit dífficult since you are as nervous as someone can be. —Ooh. I've heard a lot about you! Don't worry, it's okay. I wanted to meet you a lot. You and p/n seem to be nice people to meet! You can sense p/n agreeing with John and y/n laughing a bit since p/n showed a little bit of pride after John's interaction talking about you both. —Haha, thanks! You are so nice with us always... I wanted to meet you and... Give you a hug! When you realized, you were already almost over him, hugging him. You enjoyed a lot physical interaction, especially when it was related to hugging someone. —... Oh. That's so nice! And you smell really good, r/n! I like your perfume. You blushed and then saw John step aside the entrance. You entered the house and followed him until you were both on the kitchen. He was making some tea and asked. —Do you like honey and lemmon tea? I know y/n prefers green tea but I don't know what you want. —Oh. Don't worry! I like whatever you can give me, better if it's sweet. John smiled and started pouring some of the tea on a cup. You could smell it and... Oh. You started coughing because some of the steam went into your mouth and made your breathing a little bit hard. —Sorry! Are you okay? I hope I didn't mess up with this... John seemed a little bit worried but you weren't. You knew it was an accident, so you said. —Yeah, I'm okay, I'm okay. Why don't we sit down and talk? —Okay, I'm glad that you are okay. John sat in front of you and, with a little smile, you offered your hand to him and said. —I want to talk about the other day. That kiss that you gave y/n... Do you think I could taste it? And, with John blushing, your first date with John started. Another first for him to collect. ------------------------ I hope you liked it! If you have any other request, or your friend does (since I'm writing their request later), you already know that you can send it!

[lilisouless]

SoC au! Where the crows sometimes take a vacation to Ravka all together

Random Ravka bar owner: But your majesty, you can't just spare this people! they are a bunch of scum and deserve to stay in prision! You don't understand, they got all drunk ,the girl and the tall one climbed on a table and sang the most vulgar chant you´ll ever heard.And when there weren't singing they were trying to stuck their tounges on their companions. It was disgusting! When i got there to order them to leave my bussiness, the girl told me where i should put my bussiness.

Zoya: The records say you called her a " dirty whore" after that

Bar owner: but she deserved that! Anyway, then the Fjerdan (who until then was trying to calm her) broke my nose! When i called the guards, the tall one trew his drink on my face, then salt, then lemmon (in that order) i needed a healer before i lost my sigh. Also, as we were taking them, one of the guards got waked in the face by a flute...a flute! Oh yeah, i almost forgot: the one who was not drunk, stole my watch AND my wallet,the guards looked all over his clothing, there is no trace of either of them.

Zoya: Is that all?

Bar owner: A goat bite me, but that was probably a coincidense.

Zoya: yeah...My apologies,i´ll talk to them (specially the girl) as soon as i bail them out, they won't be near your business again.

Bar owner: But...my lady...

Zoya: I promise you will never hear about that six again..

Bar owner: Six? They are just five (if you take out the goat)

Zoya: really? No one left?

Bar owner: well, there was an inferni that yelled "i don't know this people" and ran away but he is not in prission with them.

Zoya: that´s weird,i could swear...

Guard: My lady! the unruly tourist that were arrested yesterday scaped prission! and they left a note saying "suck it up". It was so weird! absolutely no one saw them come out until the cell was empty

Bar owner: what? how did that hapenned?

Zoya: And...there is "six"

[aestheticvoyage2022]

Day 109: Tuesday April 19, 2022 - “Our first Art Purchase”

Last month we visited an art fair in Tucson, specifically to see these guys that make special rock art.  We found them, years ago, at the 4th Ave street fair and thought someday, when we have our own house, we’d really love a piece of theirs.  I never forgot it.   And as the Great Room as started to finally come completely together, there was an important piece that we needed to add.  The signature attention grabbing art piece over the mantel.  I imagined that after the German Smear was done, this would look really incredible - and my imagination (and patience) did not disappoint.  Its stunning.

My favorite part is the turquise pools that remind me of Havasu against the red sand stone (of which I have long been a drunkard), with a natural flow through it like a river, giving it depth.  The moon is a nice touch - a fossilized piece that the artist got at the Gem Show that came all the way from Madagascar, to rise over our living room.  What a journey.  I laid on the couch looking up at it today, thinking about how each of the peaks could represent the important places of our lives.   The big one being Mt Lemmon, the pointing one on the far left being the Tetons.  The White one on the right being Baker.  The other two, I couldn’t think of a fitting place that we’d been together and so reserved myself to them being unvisited/unfound important places that lie ahead.   Even if you were metaphorically spinning - this would still be stunning to look at and consider.  So beautiful and so unique - exactly as it should be, for our very first purchase of real art.

Song: Led Zeppelin - Since Ive Been Loving You

Quote: “...and then, I have nature and art and poetry, and if that is not enough, what is enough?” ― Vincent Willem van Gogh

[revan-posting]

Dying stars

Summary: “It was pointless to think about the past, they both were suffering and now the rush of emotions washed them over, captured in a searing kiss. Death or fear had no place in the room, not even the time have a meaning, an abyss collapses and consumes their solitude. What about the war? What about the conflict? For them, for now there's no factions nor  reasons to fight, the moment has vanquished the war. There's nothing else around.”

Pairing: Rex and Ahsoka, Rexoka, Rex x Reader-Ahsoka (let’s say whatever be your age is Ahsoka’s).

Warning: During Order 66, angst, tenderness/fluff, some lemmon or smut (I am not sure, honestly) tragedy, death, and my tired broken heart.

Word count: 6.2k wow

a/n: Well, this was requested by @bitch8901​ <3 I truly hope you like it and I apologize this took too long to be shared.

This Rexoka prompt was inspired by Sarah Connor’s romance in Terminator because of this post. It hasn’t been easy, it’s my very first fic written in English, so I apologize if there are grammar errors or spelling mistakes. Yeah, the title isn’t great as well, I’m not good naming things lol but all this was made with love. And others who might read it, hope you like it as well <3 criticism will be well received.

The Siege of Mandalore has finished. All that chaos has stopped, flames still burning and is raining ashes, blood and corpses everywhere, just for Maul to get the attention of Master Skywalker and Obi-Wan Kenobi. It seems such an obsession. What a waste! It was necessary all this? He wanted something else after killing Skywalker?

Ahsoka and the rest inside the Venator already, she couldn't stop to think if she did right to not mention to Master Yoda all those crazy things Maul said. Within her, something started to ache, her chest feels like it's burning gradually. Maybe it was the recent battle, the fear and darkness sensed because of Maul caged on that mandalorian device. That shouldn't happen.

Still, those words he said about the Republic, justice and order, she couldn't forget them:

"The Republic already has fallen, and you just can't see it! There is no justice, no law, no order, except for the one that will replace it!"

Those damn words, his scared voice screaming, begging to be left to die, echoing on all her way to the bridge.

Rex was already there, looking at her, smiling until see her expression through his helmet, sad and worried. Every one salute her with respect and joy. Noticing this, Ahsoka tries to left behind her thoughts and salutes them back a bit happier for the welcome. She really missed them but also realize there are many less on board, incluiding those who weren't in the beginning of the reunion, like Fives. Where are his jokes, imprudence and laughs?

Ahsoka approaches to Rex with no words but a smirk for him; he take his helmet off to see her better. Looks so tired and of course there's something annoying her. Rex knows her so well to realize she's not entirely ok.

"Hey, Rex" the former jedi feels the need to hug him after all this chaos and losses, but she resists the temptation. Rex's chest started to pound so hard once his name was released from the lips of the togruta close to him.

He tries so hard to not rise his hand to her cheek, feel her skin, hug her and comfort her. So much to say, still, so much to hide.

Regs must be obeyed, they both have a code to be followed, emotions to bury alive, even if they don't know what they feel for each other.

It was irrelevant, Ahsoka wasn't a Jedi anymore but Rex is still being a soldier, and a good soldier follow orders, despite what he considers is wrong or right.

"It's been a while" Rex responds with such a low voice, a delightful tone for her ears.

"I know, my friend. So much has happened, so much...", she hesitates to keep talking. Her eyes try to look at any other point instead of those golden eyes. Ends to look at her feet while one hand grip her elbow.

"Hey, are you alright?" Rex rub her forearm with his to get her glance again. "Let's hang out of the bridge, do you agree?"

"Sure. It would be good for both", nods while lift up a shoulder.

The couple of friends leave the command center and the ship jumps to hyperspace; far enough of the rest of the clones, Ahsoka snag her arm with Rex's and keep walking through the hallways.

His body shudders as she gets closer to his side, both upper arms together. Gladly, the trooper armor hides his shivering body but the recent sweat on his forehead couldn't be hidden, and would be weird put his helmet on again.

Ahsoka sighs, distracted, distant. It took the attention of Rex, forgot his shyness and fear, and finally dares to speak.

"'Soka, what's wrong? You look... troubled. What is it? It's about Maul?" his face changed after name that murderer. Thinking about all the mess he provoked, all the pain caused to his men: Jesse felt so guilty and sick 'till the point he would prefered to die instead. Sure Rex was tortured with the Force once, and being choked wasn't an experience he would like to remind. Neverless, Jesse took the worse part.

"I'm sorry, Rex." she stopped sharp without releasing his arm. Drove a hand to her temple, like feeling a headache. Rex's eyes were looking for hers with no luck. "I should tell them about what he said. About that vision of him. And I must control my emotions, block this fear inside of me, but for now seems impossible to do so." Finally, the togruta takes her arm away from his. Cross both arms pressing her tummy and the self-distrust starts to invade her.

Like ignoring her friend, keeps walking. Feels suffocated, afraid, lonely and desperate; she needs to cry out to the sky for some reason. Seems that all the lessons learnt are gone, all those years in the Jedi Temple vanished. Felt so empty and confused, her eyes started to water and flick because of that. She wanted to run and hide, above all, hide her sorrow from Rex. She didn't want him to see her crying or being weak or-

"'Soka...". The togruta hears and feel a hand on her shoulder stopping her from behind. She turns around and Rex looks at her for a moment, drops his helmet and hesitating tug her from her shoulder to his body to finally hug her.

Rex tight his hold, sinking his temple on one lekku, caressing it carefully. Whilst Ahsoka stayed shocked for seconds until feel a warm in her chest wich was heavily pounding and her hands didn't know what to do, if surround him or keep them away. Clenchs her fists for a while trying to avoid the urge to hold him, such flames burning her chest to the point she cannot resist it anylonger and disposes to place both hands on his back.

The soldier was afraid to be not reciprocated until he feels her arms leaned on his body. Kept his eyes closed afraid to open them and see it was just a dream, but no, he actually was holding her as close as possible that could even feel her heartbeat through his armor. 'No more nightmares, no more pain' he was thinking. Something alike Fives said before he died on his arms. This moment feels like that: compassion and relief.

Ahsoka feels the same, exactly what she needed, relief from all pain and the compassion of a friend. It was no pity nor shame, it wasn't a negative comfort, it was a selfless act from a good heart of a great man. 

The embrace dies slowly full of calm like an expected departure. She was ready to release him from her arms, so he was. She sighed deeply, feeling her cheeks turning into red, smirks because of it. Rex takes a hand to his head and trails it to the back of the neck with the same red colored cheeks on his face, made a beautiful combination of colours with that tan skin he posses.

At the same time, Ahsoka and Rex rose their faces to look at each other and smile. Ahsoka giggles to see him blushing, that laughter melted the Captain's heart. Within him borns the want to feel her face, caress her cheeks, touch her lips; he cannot stop to admire her. Ahsoka wonders what's going on his mind right now? Longing to place her hands on his chest whether he's using an armor or not, or maybe take his hands.

She looks at the dropped helmet and bends to take it to its owner. Before Rex could take it back, she draws the marks and patterns the helmet has with her thinny fingers; after that, she looked at him again to indicate he can take the helmet.

Suddenly, a tear falls from one of Ahsoka's eyes, she feels it and frowns due the sensation. She was about to dry that it but Rex was faster, so with the thumb of his free gloved hand took that tear away and his heart skipped a beat. By the stars! Even wearing gloves, Rex could feel how warm and soft her skin was. A burning desire appeared from nowhere to feel more and more of that sunset skin. He clenched his jaw to suppress those thoughts, shocked his head in denial and stepped back.

"I apologize, Commander. Such an offense I have committed, it won't happen again, ma'am", said nervously with no idea where to look at now.

Ahsoka confused and a bit worried, parted her lips thinking of something to say to make him stay. "Rex! Please wait!". She could reach him taking his forearm and then his hand with both of her hands. She tugged of them to force him to return where they were, even going further back.

Rex obeys her demands intentionally like she was stronger than him to keep him under her power and submission.

"Please, let's talk, okey?" Ahsoka asks as it could be the last time they could talk.

"Lead the way, Commander" Rex answers back with that deep and sensually calm voice that gives her goosebumps.

She keeps holding his hand afraid of lose it during their way to somewhere more... private.

Rex indicated a way to her quarters, he thought Ahsoka would need a place to relax after all the mess it was to come. It was well settled and equiped with the necessarly, incluiding more pillows that usual. A refresher and new clothes, a jedi robe placed on a table close to the refresher, takes the fabric for a moment, the nostalgia hits her for a second, until heard Rex's sweet voice.

"I thought you would like to take a nap or something. I know is not as big as you use to-" the nerve betrays him, his voice started to cut off. For the very first time they're comepletly alone in a room, Ahsoka looks so tranquil and quiet. Rex felt like an idiot. Why he's so nervous? Being at the bar and sober wasn't that hard, surrounded by his brothers and girls they invited wasn't a big deal, nor even drunk. Now he's alone with the woman he cares to the point would rather die before losing her. Such an attachment, such bond they have created, should be forbbiden. It is forbbiden!

"Rex, it is okey, I didn't think I could need it, actually. I just, please, let's talk" she sighs again and takes sit in the bed. Rex didn't know what to do or where to go. There weren't chairs or anything else, Ahsoka invited him to sit next to her on that bed. That made him blush again, she giggles. Rex leaves his helmet on the table with the jedi robe and doubting to sit yet. Ahsoka takes his wrist and tugged on it to make him fall aside her. She laughs again, such a beautiful smile on her face, those blue cristals shining like the first time he saw them. 'Yeah, it's been a while' he thought, 3 years being partners, saving each others life, having each others back, 3 years of friendship. 3 years and couldn't do enough for her when she was accused of sedition. Yes, he also said he knew her perfectly to know she wouldn't murder another clone, anyways he hunted her along side her Master and others. She must have felt betrayed. And then, thought in Fives. What if... what if he was right about all he said of the Chancellor and those inhibator chips?

His laughter stopped and the torment showed off on his face. His wrist was safe and sound on Ahsoka's hands yet, looking at him with tender and a smirk. Until see the new expression he had now. In shame, Rex looks away and removes his arm from Ahsoka's grip. Stands up and just walks around, took both hands to his temple. He gets to the door, Ahsoka fears he leaves the room but Rex turns around to look at her again. Lained on the door with crossed arms and downcast eyes, he sighs, thinking well his next words, but it seems his mind doesn't want to speak but his heart aches ready to voice itself.

"Where you've been all this time, 'Soka?" Rex downhearted alleges to her, he denies to watch her face but Ahsoka stares to him worried due his change of tone. "Rex?" she wonders. "Tup died, Fives died, we found Echo almost brainwashed and tortured, where were you?", he sounds angry but weak. Never meant to blame her but, guess he needed her there with him, maybe, just maybe, Ahsoka could help Fives to survive, who knows? Maybe all he needed was her support, her presence to comfort him like she used to do in the darkest days, in the harderst missions.

"You know what he said? Fives. He said..." Rex hardly swallows and continues, "Fives said the Republic implanted inside us an inhibator chip to control us. A damn chip ready to use it against the Jedi", there were anger and pain on his glance, clenched his jaw like it could help him to control the incoming tears. "We tried to stop him, he was scared, desperate, we had no choice and... and Fox... Fox..." his voice broke down making it harder to keep talking. Ahsoka rose up as fast as she could and ran straight to him.

Took him by the shoulders seeking for his eyes. Rex tried to evade her, ignore her glance but failed. She placed both hands on his face, Rex with eyes wide open plunges on her soft touch.

"Rex, there was no day I didn't suffer to be far from you. Believe me, I would give anything to go back in time to mend all that happened. My days on the lower levels of Coruscant might be over, I don't know, but I learnt so much being there. The Jedi are not the heroes I thought they were." she trailed her hands on his shoulders again.

"Wait, you've been in Coruscant all this time?" Rex asked while taking her wrists down. "Yeah, it's been a mess, but I saw what people think about us, and I kind of agree with the-" Ahsoka shrugged and Rex cut her off "No, wait... You've been there all the time and never saw you." Rex said hurt and dissapointed of himself for some reason.

"Maybe you should take me to that famous bar you all frequent someday" Ahsoka bantered to ease the the mood taking his hands carefully to not take him by surprise. Rex notice this, with both thumbs caresses the back of her hands. He smirks by the idea of taking Ahsoka to the bar with the boys. He focus on the ceiling of the room thinking about it between laughters, Ahsoka sighs admiring the man close to her.  Such a delightful view to see her man laughing after all... 'My man?' she thought. Yes, my dearest friend, my beloved partner.

While Rex kept holding her hands, she took them to her lower back so he could hug her again. He got it and placed his hands on her middle, Ahsoka gazed at him one last time before embracing him again. Rex, again, felt like an kriffin' idiot for being so rude towards her. 'How could I blamed her about Fives? Damn it'. Rex's eyes wide shut because of that while tugged her closer, Ahsoka had no idea what's on Rex mind but could feel him troubled.

"Rex, what's going on?"

"I...I apologize for all I said, I don't know what I was thinking of"

Ahsoka stared at him and standing on tiptoe, kissing him close to his lips to interrump him. Rex swallows nervously and the blush started to burn his skin. "You don't have to apologize, there's nothing to be sorry about", Ahsoka caresses his top cheek softly, her fingers travel to his lips like her eyes.

She wonders what was that stir inside her chest, that burning flame warming her body, she wonders if Rex feels the same way, if there is the chance... She took both hands to the back of Rex's neck to pull him closer with no objection, their lips were almost together. Both hearts racing, there's nothing else around, nothing to think about. That until Rex stopped her sharp:

"Ahsoka, wait" Rex set her aside. The togruta almost lose her balance because of Rex moving her. "Wha... What's wrong?" she asks hurt. Rex walks around of the room trying to escape maybe.

"'Soka, this can't be."

"Why?" her eyes started to water again.

"'Soka..." Rex approaches to her, "Ahsoka, I..." heavy breathing being released from his mouth, his chest aches as hell, holds her by her upper arms firmlly.

"We can't!"

"Is there someone else?"

"No, Ahsoka, no!" his hands go cupped her face carefully, "Ahsoka... I'm a soldier, you're a Jedi. It is forbbiden, you know that!"

"No, Rex, I'm not a Jedi anymore! I-" she holds his hands without take them away.

"No, you're a Jedi, whether you like or not, you can't deny what you are." removed the tears on her cheeks. "Remember all those missions together, all the lives you saved, the lessons you have learnt and taught... Doesn't matter how I feel, I'm not gonna break the code, you're not gonna-"

"Do you feel something for me, Rex?", her eyes wide open, shining like two kybers newly found, the pounding heart in need of answers. 'Can it be? Is it truly happening?' questions inside her mind, anxious to know if all those beautiful moments, whether they endured or not, whether they were private or not, meant the same to him like they meant for her. The laughter, the jokes, the protection, the journey. The moments they healed each other wounds, telling stories, training together, do all those days matter for him?

"I shouldn't told you that" his hands released her face. Went to the table where his helmet was, ready to go cursing his words. 'I'm sorry, but I can't stay with you' he said to himself. "Forgive me".

With the Force, she manipulated the control panel to ensure the door. "What the... Commander, what are you doing?" he quarrelled her through his helmet nervously. 

"I'm sorry, Rex, but I need to know, please" tear drops kept falling from her eyes. "I care for you, Rex. Days after leaving the Order, I realized I might not see you again, possibly ever. The thought of that broke my heart. I knew what happened with Tup and Fives. The thought of that could be you instead broke my heart. Watching Maul murdering every one of you, torturing you, and that I could lose you in my turn... Rex", Ahsoka getting closer to the soldier looking for his hands. "Have you ever fall in love, Captain? Have you ever met someone you would give your life for? Because that's what I feel for you".

Rex couldn't believe what he listened, elated and surprised under the helmet. His heart pounding violently that thought it would escape from his chest, he wanted to stop arguing with the desire dwelling inside. Maybe this is the time.

"Rex?" Ahsoka takes his helmet off one more time.

"I still remember the day I met you on Christophsis, naive and eager to fight. The sparkle in your glance, the fire in battle was nothing compared to that light of yours. Every mission I feared it might be the last one, it wasn't until I arrived to the base I could breathe knowing you'd be okay. Every night I tried to sleep without dreaming, having the picture of you always in my mind didn't help. When you left, I used to draw your skin marks in any area I had in front of me, wondering where were you? If you were safe, if you were... I'd cross a thousands systems just to ask if you're happy now and if have you ever thought of me, at least once. I love you, Ahsoka, I always have, and because of that I'd give my life for you.

Rex held her hands caressing them again, Ahsoka couldn't feel happier. Hopped to embrace him and wraped her arms around Rex's neck. Whatever was aching his chest it stopped, felt like breaking chains to breathe again, the taste of freedom. That's what he thought until Ahsoka got off her grip and pulled his shoulders down to kiss him. Holding him again around his neck this time glenter in case he tried to escape again. Such a impassioned kiss made Rex tug her closer by her waist, unfortunately the armor was damn nuisance to enjoy the moment. Rex pushed away for a bit to breathe, Ahsoka gave him the chance to recover himself but in no time approached his face to hers to keep kissing him with the same passion.

"Ahsoka, wait" he breathed. His hands went to her jaw and neck, joined both foreheads like a Keldabe kiss, it helped to keep breathing, though.

"What is it, love?" she smirks heavily breathing.

"I... think, I think my chestplate is leftover, don't you think?" he sighed and smiled. Ahsoka gave a mischievous glance, Rex looked kinda scared.

"I think, more than the chestplate is leftover, Captain", trailed her fingers all the way of his arms. Rex swallowed and Ahsoka moved aways to give him the chance to remove not just the chestplate, she expects.

Rex was shivering, it made harder to put everything off of hi body, trying to breathe steady didn't work for now. 'Trained to work under pressure, yeah sure' he thought, not like this was a kind of work to do or something alike. His mind was a mess. Ahsoka came closer and surrounded his waist with her arms from behind. Leaned the side of her face in his back on blacks and sighed, rocking as slow as possible, "Do you need help?" she offers. "Don't worry, I'm almost done" he gazed her with his peripheral.

Chestplate, shoulder pads, upper and forearms bands, gloves and belt removed; Ahsoka couldn't wait for him to put off the legplates and greaves, almost gave him chance to remove his boots. She turned him around, the embrace were more pleasant than before, by far! His chest softer and warm, those strong arms covering her perfectly. Ahsoka rose her sight up looking for another kiss of her man, Rex didn't need words for it, cupped her face with his hands and kissed her, this time with no hurry or despair. His hands felt like heaven, Rex could feel this as well, for the very first time his bare hands caressed her skin and they were looking for something else. 

The kiss were turning deep gradually taking the same rhythm it had firstly, the passion through their tongues, sucking each others lips, their breathing increasing with difficult, Rex barely could remain standing so he drag her mate with him to the closest wall and his hands went to her hips to pull her body against his. The excitement was noticeable, it seems Rex didn't realize of it but it pulled a moan out of Ahsoka among their kiss while she tried to get closer to him to keep feeling that sensation down there.

Their kiss grew deeply, even more every time like it wasn't enough for both. Rex trailed his hands down to her asscheeks, squeezed them and spread them a bit. Ahsoka lifting the head stopped sharp the kiss to murmur his name, that gave Rex the chance to kiss her chin and jaw, lick her neck, trailed his mouth to a part of her collarbone. He couldn't kiss her further or bow lower, so he lift her up enough to Ahsoka wrap his waist with her legs and held her against the wall making Ahsoka to moan again. Rex felt the goosebumps again after that, breathed on her throat and kissed her gently. Her body started to feel hotter, like burning inside, something in him felt as hard as the beskar she's wearing, something Ahsoka could feel between her thighs while Rex kept kissing and sucking her neck carefully, she hummed in response for every kiss, tugging the fabric of his blacks. He missed her lips and the taste of her tongue and so did she.

"Take me to the bed... Rex" she begged.

"Are you sure?" he asked frowned.

"That's all I ask" she breathed. "Unless...Do you... do you want to...?" she asked as well, maybe he wasn't ready.

"You needed to ask, cyar'ika?" he drew a wide smile.

"Okay, then put me down".

Rex wondered what she was thinking of, whatever it is, he was eager -and nervos- to see. Ahsoka moved him back until his legs hit the edge of the bed, she push him by his bare tan chest to make him lay down. She stared at him for a while and started to take of her clothes, the blush on her face was burning her cheeks, shivering and giggling. Rex couldn't help but smile admiring her from the bed.

Ahsoka disappears for a moment to place the beskar pieces on the table, Rex takes advantage of her absence to remove the legplates and greaves that couldn't take off earlier, put kept the tight black pants on, for now...

Ahsoka shows off before his beautiful golden eyes with nothing but her headdress, crossing her knees and one arm barely covering her breast, blinking flirty. With his jaw dropped, Rex stared at the woman in front of him: his eyes were shining like dying stars, breathing between laughters, posing both elbows on his knees. He wished he could freeze the time just to preserve the current picture: the women he loves looking impressively ravishing and gorgeous. Nothing else mattered for him.

"You're enjoying this, aren't you?" Ahsoka bantered.

She crouched to the bed, Rex's legs were between Ahsoka's and then she sat on his lap. What kind of man had in front of her now? The narrow and precise soldier she met on Christophsis, the man made of regs and stone, honest and experienced, gone for now, for her. Ahsoka thought about the times when Rex was distant, quiet and even angry. Nothing could turn his mood easily, nor his brothers or the General Skywalker. She tried to be there, in all those bad moments or mostly of them, being an incorrigible chatty, weird and brisk, talking about silly shit she learnt from Fives or joking about any thing related to Kamino and its tall people.  Sometimes it worked, some other times, it was useless, causing the beaming 'joy' of the togruta vanish 'til death thanks to his monotonous tone of voice.

It was pointless to think about it, they both were suffering and now the rush of emotions washed them over, captured in a searing kiss like there’s no tomorrow. Ahsoka took away that tight t-shirt of his and touch every inch of his bare torso softly like she'd been afraid to rip his skin with her fingers. Rex's hands cupped her breast while licking her collarbone, could sense the vibrations from her throat that her moans were causing. His tongue were going lower and lower to kiss the middle of her chest, lick and suck each bosom, the sweet sound of hers just made his excitement increase and Ahsoka knew it. She stopped again, lay down his body for a better posture and travels her hips on his, Ahsoka started to grind down against him, Rex moaned with such a deep voice that made Ahsoka crumbled inside. The sensation was so electric, so addictive, Rex couldn't help but rock his hips up against hers, her entrance getting more wet due the rub they were doing. 

"Rex!" she gasp, the massage tingles her inside her lower abdomen, meanwhile Rex caresses her breast and squeezes them. Travels his hands to her waist  moving her a bit harder against his hips. His fingers tightens her bottom manipulating it because of the touch of her entrance with his erect member. It seems that Ahsoka was getting close to the peak of pleasure, her legs were starting to lock up, shivering, Rex notices this without knowing what to do but enjoy the view clutching at the sheets, relishing her taste, the taste of her tongue, her body. "Rex" she cries out again, the man holding her small waiting for orders of her commander. 

"Rex, I... I want you, I want you inside" she begged out of breathe.Rex heed, rose up to embrace her and switch positions, carefuly placed her body in the bed. One arm held her shoulders tugging her closer to his chest, his free hand posed in her tummy feeling her heavy breathing. Such a want in her eyes, a burning desire glowing on her countenance, Rex trailed his fingertips to her bottom lip, the top of her cheek, her jaw. Placed his hand on the curve of her neck and kissed her again. 

Seduced by the blaze, their bodies intertwining, being like a whole, rolling on the bed. There's a point that Ahsoka wraps his waist with her legs to immobilize him,  Rex buries his arms under the pillow letting his body go down taking over Ahsoka's skin. Rex rubbed his hips against hers, both gasped loudy in the moment he gets inside her. Ahsoka opened her eyes as wide as she could due the spiral of rushing pleasure she was experiencing, Rex smirked looking at her expression and kept planting kisses over her temple and going down her jaw. Ahsoka sank her fingers over the heaving back of Rex as he was thrusting against her hips a slow rhythm, overwhelmed by the passionate pleasure burning inside of him; Ahsoka licked his neck while Rex squeezed her breast, releasing heavy groans by his part. The vibrations from his throat were exciting, erotic. Such stimulation provoked an increased rhythm on his movements, taking her hands above her head, Ahsoka closed her eyes letting being drift by the satisfaction and thrill. 

"'Soka" he mumbled, she could barely hear him. His thrust were going faster and forceful every time, she was about to explode out full of passion and-

"Rex... Oh, Rex! I am... I-" whimpering weak until the burning pleasure dwelling inside of her core reached out to the highest point. A loud moan escape off of her lungs, but Rex wasn't done yet. Ahsoka was trembling and moaning, Rex still enjoyed her captivating body. Lied his head on the crook of her neck with his fanned breathing over her chest, his hips meeting hers insistent, faster thrusts until he finally came... Rex was labored breathing, his limbs were shivering, despite his current fatigue, his hips gave another couple of thrusts releasing a low groan after each one before pull out his erect member of her body.

"'Soka... I-" he breathed. She stared at him with tenderness and a quiet passion.

"Rex..." Ahsoka announced softly, looking for his eyes. "I love you". Rex gift her a wide smile over her confession and caresses her hot flushed face.

"Mesh'la," Rex kisses her, "Cyare," kisses her again, "I love you, too" kisses her one more time, "and my life is yours".

Even being tired and weak, Ahsoka found the strength to get up enough to embrace him, forcing him to lay back. Both gave into another passionate kiss to culminate their love. At the end, death or fear had no place in the room, not even the time have a meaning, an abyss collapses and consumes their solitude. What about the current war? What about the conflict? For them, for now there's no factions nor reasons to fight, the moment has vanquished the war. There's nothing else around.

* * * * *

Exhausted as hell, they sleep cuddled to recover energies. As expected, Rex is a man of light sleep, because of this, wakes up hearing his device was receiving a message. Carefully he abandons the bed trying to not to wake Ahsoka. Before taking his holo device, Rex puts on his blacks again to answer the call.

Rex watches the hologram, he's receiving new orders from a dark robed figure: "Execute Order 66".

"Yes, Lord Sidious", Rex responded.

Ahsoka was awaken already.

"Rex? What is it?" Ahsoka feared the worst, not because of the message, but the nightmare she had about her old master Skywalker and forced her to wake up.

"Find him... Fives, find him!" Rex looked chaotic, desperate. His voice was different, threatening.

"Rex...?" Ahsoka tried to approach him.

"FIND HIM!"

Rex started to shoot. Ahsoka evaded the blaster shots but is not enough, with the Force stopped him against the door. Unlocked it and pushed him out. She was scared, confused, her heart was racing as hell. The nightmares returned, she closed her eyes to concentrate about those dreams she just had. No doub it was about Anakin, something went wrong; so much suffering, chaos, anger... And now Rex is against her, why?

"Why he wants me dead if... He said he loved me, why he...?" her chest was aching so much, but she needs to calm down, she must know what just happened! She went for her clothes and lightsabers, got ready and the first thing she had in mind was Maul. He said this would happen, he must know something more.

Exiting the room, Rex wasn't there, looked everywhere to ensure the hallways were empty. A door opened and there he was with a bunch of clones by his side aiming her, ready to kill her.

"No, all of you go to the prision area and kill the sith. I'll take care of this, personally", Rex commanded.

Ahsoka couldn't understand but wonder what's going on and how she's gonna stop this maddnes? She knew about Tup and Fives, she knew something went wrong with them and died. Rex said "find him", and that's what she's going to do.

"Rex, what are you doing?", Ahsoka begged for an answer.

"The Jedi commited treason against the Republic, all of your kind must be executed", Rex said with conviction and coldness. "No exceptions".

* * * *

It's been a couple of weeks after the massacre against the Jedi Order, it's been a couple weeks the Venator crashed onto the surface of that moon. Rex and Ahsoka buried the bodies of the fallen clones found among the debris. Rex equipped the Y-wing bomber he piloted to escape from the Star Destroyer alonside Ahsoka.

She was mourning the soldiers, Rex watched her from behind drop her lightsaber on the ground in front of the fallen. Maybe to make it seem she died with them, maybe 'cause she couldn't do enough for them as a Jedi. Maybe she dropped her saber because she wasn't a Jedi anymore. Who knows.

She turned around to Rex and started to walk, Rex was approaching to her as well.

"Ahsoka?", like a man that used to have an strategy all the time and now has no idea of what's next since everything went to shit, tried to find some answers from his partner.

"We must go" Ahsoka couldn't watch him to his eyes. Her voice sounds so empty and scattered.

"'Soka...", Rex held her by her shoulder, took her upper arm and pulled her over him. "C-Cyare..." his voice were almost broken. 

Rex embraces his mate from behind leaned his head on her montral. Ahsoka was hurt and hopeless that she couldn't be afraid even. What is the point of the Dark if it cannot control what's teared into pieces. Forsaken and broken, what else she could be? What else she could do?

Felt her legs too weak to keep standing up and just slipped down to the ground. Rex tried to keep her up but was useless. He ducked in front of her to see what's going on. Her intense blue kyber crystals started to cry, quietly sobbing took her hands to her face to cover her shame. Rex couldn't see her crying, he would do anything to stop her tears from falling, but for now, he comprehend she needed to let it out, all the frustration, the sadness, the failure.

"Forgive me, Rex. I-I can't... I can't for now", she sobbed. Rex didn't say a thing. He had no words to share, however, even if he didn't know, his presence was everything for her. It was a gift that the man she loves had survived, still, as a Force user, could feel the chaos and death provoked by the clones. It is such a wound inside that seems can't be healed. But now, she has to learn to live with that wound and the pain it causes to her. She must find a new way live, a new path to follow, and Rex would be there with her. Nothing matters now.

Ahsoka stands up, Rex helped her carefully. Look at his sad golden eyes for a moment and Rex caressed her cheek. Embraced her once more and said "Thank you for saving my life once again, cyar'ika". "You would have done the same for me, dear", she retorded.

Rex smiled her weakened, dried a tear from her cheek with his gloven thumb, and both aboard the Y-wing ship ready to go wherever the Force take them from now on.

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hey kara! a while ago u recommended i watch it should happen to you (1954) and i finally watched it yesterday! i just have to say.........you have taste

i had never heard of judy holiday before but now she’s new favorite actress hfgwkhsrjdjd and baby jack lemmon is kind of everything???? i absolutely loved their performances together and i just wanted to say thank you yet again for recommending another good film 😊💝 random harvest broke my heart but it should happen to you mended it again 🥰

ooh and i almost forgot- could you add phffft, also from 1954 to manood? i have the judy holiday & jack lemmon fever now 😩

personally i think whether or not i have taste is still up for debate skxwkdjewd

but i’m so glad you enjoyed it should happen to you, izabella!! i love judy holiday 💕🥰💓 would recommend bells are ringing (1960), and born yesterday (1950)!

phffft has been added to 1950s page!! 

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Have you ever had FOMO (fear of missing out)? Sure, I’ll get it quite often cause there’s always so much going on. If so, what's caused it? The last time I got FOMO it was when Blanch and Andrew made plans to have a drink Friday evening a few months ago, but they invited me by the time I was already home for at least a couple of hours. Fortunately for me the hangout never pushed through that day haha. Are you happy with your social life? I’m a lot happier with it given how dismal it used to be. I’ve since reconnected with some high school friends like Ciamae and my relationships with my orgmate friends are stronger than ever. If not, what would you have to do to change that? Have you ever hosted a party? If so, what kind of party was it? No. I don’t want to bear that responsibility lol I feel like I’d be awful at planning it and that I’d turn out to be a lousy host. I’d rather go to someone else’s party.

What's the best thing you can cook yourself? Meh, don’t remind me of my nonexistent cooking skills. Are there a lot of graffiti around your neighbourhood? No. It’s a gated subdivision, so not only is that not allowed, but the people living here probably aren’t into graffiti either. They’ll be pretty common once exiting the main gate of the village, though. What kind of a phone do you have? iPhone 8. What kinds of stuff do you have on your keychain? I only have the keys to my car and front door. I used to have a rainbow Mickey Mouse that Gabie got for me as well as a UP keychain thingy, but both of them fell off at some point so I stopped including non-key things on my keychain because I was really sad about losing those trinkets. Have you ever made something with your own hands that you're proud of? Yeah. I forgot which province that was in – I think it was Vigan? – but they had a pottery factory that we visited and I was able to make my own small vase. I wasn’t able to take it home because they said firing it would take a couple of days, so I only have a photo of my work as a souvenir. If so, what is it? ^ I’m pretty sure I already posted a photo of that vase on one of my surveys; I just don’t know if this is also the exact survey I answered before lol. What is your favourite Jack Lemmon film? I haven’t watched any of his work. I’ve always wanted to see The Apartment though. What is your favourite David Hyde Pierce film? Unfamiliar name so I had to look him up...andddd after Google I’ve learned I haven’t watched any of his work. A bit of an impressive portfolio though. Have you ever made your own soda? (Soda Stream doesn't count!) No. Do you have a hobby that forces you out of the house? If so, what is it? I don’t feel forced out of the house by it lol but I do love going to museums and trying out new restaurants and what food they have to offer. It’s not as demanding as having Pokemon Go as a hobby as I like doing either on my own time. Have you ever been part of a theater group? No. If so, did you get any lead roles or mostly supporting roles? Which IM app do you use the most? Messenger. For a brief period during the quarantine my friends and I gave Telegram a shot since they also have games in there, but that only lasted like two weeks since the game bots were too wonky. What's the most ecological thing you do? I think it would be segregating my trash. I’ve forgotten most of the things my old school taught me but that’ll forever stay etched in my head, and I’m really grateful that my university also has separate trash bins to allow me to continue the practice, because so many other public areas don’t. My former music teacher, Ms. Ettie, also taught us to ‘save the polar bears.’ It’s essentially lessening your paper consumption by always folding your notebook leaves in half, but she’s always used ‘saving the polar bears’ with us both as an easy way for us to remember, and because it’s a cute way to put it. What's your favourite board game? Why do you like it best? I don’t really like playing lots of board games and I don’t get to encounter them much either. I always end up having a hard time following any of them – especially the new ones that seem to have much more rules :/ – and board games are too expensive these days anyway. Besides English, what other languages can you speak? Filipino. Besides English, what other languages can you read? Filipino. I’ve also been learning Spanish on Duolingo, but I’m still very rusty and despite being familiar with many words and phrases it’s still hard for me to read complete sentences altogether. Do you think you could make it as a chef? No, the kitchen and I have never been friends. This has baffled me for a long time because both sides of my family are known for their cooking, and my own dad is a chef. I dunno what happened to me or my siblings or cousins lol. What's your favourite kind of tea? Unhealthy, sweet, artificial/powdered iced tea. I also like the tea they give out at fancy hotels that are hot, thick, and almost taste like nothing since they make me feel fancy hahaha but I don’t get to have them a lot, so. How do you like your tea? ^ Just the first one I mentioned. I’m not much of a tea girl so the powdered iced teas are already enough for me. What thing/person/happening has made you the happiest you've been? There’s been many things that have made me extremely happy but I suppose I haven’t been as happy as the time I passed my dream school and the time I asked Gab out again and she said yes. Girls, do you ever just say "Fuck it!" and go without a bra? Yes. It’s hardly noticeable whether I’m wearing a bra or not because my chest is really tiny, and in fact it looks even more unnatural when I wear a bra because all of them are just too big for me, even the ones with the smallest cup sizes. Because of that I can alllllllways get away without wearing a bra in school and no one would bat an eye. What's the most freeing thing you've ever done? So far it’s been driving out of town by myself. Have you ever had a restaurant dish that was made with bugs? Unfortunately no. They had bug dishes in Vigan but the menu said their availability would depend on if they’re in season, and unfortunately we were there at a time when they had no bug dishes and I had to settle with the next most exotic thing they had, frog legs. The next place I wanna get to try bugs in is definitely Thailand. If not, would you even want to try one? Yup, I just said I do. Do you think today's kids are really impatient? In the same way that adults are. A lot of kids are exposed to the internet now, so I suppose they’re influenced to be impatient a lot quicker what with the possibility of their videos buffering, websites loading slowly, and other factors like those. But then again I don’t know if I’m making sense; I haven’t had to handle and observe a young kid in years. Have you ever tasted birch sap? Nope.

How about the young buds/shoots of spruce trees? I haven’t. Which edible flowers have you tasted? I don’t think I’ve tried any of them? And answering no to the last three questions has made me realize how inexperienced of a foodie I still am haha. What has been your worst restaurant experience? I can think of three but there were always external reasons as to why they were bad. 

Mad Mark’s was really bad and we had to follow-up so many times for each of our meals AND our check, but I’m not as resentful towards them since one of the seemingly only two servers present was pregnant. 

Barcino’s service was also quite awful and we waited an hour for our food, but we forgave them since it was Valentine’s and the place was ridiculously busy. 

Probably the worst experience comes from a family dinner at Shakey’s, but only because it was my parents’ fault. I had no problem at all with the service but I think my mom and dad just decided to be extraordinarily snippy that evening and criticize every single thing our server – and eventually, the manager – did. It was really embarrassing and I remember spontaneously crying out of frustration at their childish behavior lol. We ended up walking out with my mom sneering “your service sucks” to the manager and me giving him an apologetic look. It was so brutally embarrassing, eugh.

What's the most immature, adolescent thing that still makes you laugh? Probably Pewdiepie jokes. Have you ever had a life threatening condition? If so, what was it? Nope. Do you ever compare your life to somebody else's? If so, why? Eh, it’s something we can’t help but do sometimes. What is a food item or a dish you absolutely cannot stand? Fruitcake or food for the gods. Have you ever had a custom print done on a shirt? If so, what was it? Not me personally, but I’ve ordered t-shirts with custom prints back in high school for our events. What does your favourite mug look like? I really only have one mug and I’ve described it so many times on here, so I just looked for it on Google this time and this is what it looks like. The design turns blue when the beverage inside is hot, and it gradually fades back to black as it cools down.

Do you ever copy surveys to Facebook Notes and share your answers? Mmm nope. I’ve only taken surveys and posted them on my Tumblr. What's the best thing about today? I found out Keeping Up with the Kardashians is coming to Netflix by June and I CANNOOOOOOOT be any more excited for it haha. Do you ever read other people's survey answers? Yes, always. Everyone I follow on here writes very well and it’s always interesting to read their answers :) Do you like daytime or night time better? Why? Nighttime. I don’t really like the sun and I’ve found the nightlife more suitable to my personality, interests, vibe, etc. What's your highest level of education so far? I’m taking up an undergraduate degree but I’m supposed to be graduating this year. The schedule is still wonky due to coronavirus, but I have hope in graduating. I still 130% don’t know if I will be taking up law but I’ve had family and friends lightly nagging me to try taking law school entrance exams in 2021. If you could have any job in the whole world, which would you like? A travel blogger/vlogger. Describe your ordinary day. Back when life was still...normal, I’d drive 1-1.5 hours before my first class so I can beat the traffic, but usually I’d still end up in bad traffic because that’s Metro Manila for you. What I would do on my free time depends; if my schedule was freer I’d go to Skywalk to hang with friends, but sometimes I’ll have errands to run like printing something at the internet cafe. I have nearly-daily meetings in the afternoon so I’ll have to go to those too; and then 1-2 times a week I’ll drive to Ortigas so I can see my girlfriend. It was a very hectic schedule and I miss it a lot. Would you ever have a UV tattoo? A what now? What is the brand and colour name of your favourite lipstick? I don’t have one. What do you like on your tortilla? Just whatever goes on a fajita. I don’t really have tortillas much. How about inside your pita bread? ^ All the same, just whatever goes in a shawarma as it’s one of my favorite food. What do you like in your burger? I answered this in a previous survey but I wouldn’t hesitate to order a burger if a menu says it has caramelized onions, brioche buns, and some kind of secret special sauce because that always makes me curious haha. I’ll sometimes go for bacon, jalapeño, or eggs too, but not always. How about on your pizza? I only ever order quattro formaggi; I never have the heart to order anything else as it’s my favorite variety of pizza heh. Would you ever take part in a games club? Probs not as it’s not really my hobby. If so, what would be your ideal club? I dunno, this question is quite vague haha. I suppose if there’s an club or org that bands together people who love history, debates about it, or likes watching documentaries on different history topics, I’d jump on it. Would you be able to give a speech on your favourite subject right now? Sure. We used to have several impromptu speech exercises in my public speaking class and no matter how much I dreaded each of them I always did quite well, so I got convinced that I must have some sort of talent or skill in it that I never got to discover until I had that class. Do you work better alone or in a group? Depends on what needs to be done. If there’s a video that needs to be done or a poster that has to be made, I’d be much more comfortable if I was in a group cause then someone else could take over those tasks.

Are you more comfortable as a leader or a follower? It also depends. If I like the topic or task we’re given, I have no problem leading the group. Which one of your friends have you known the longest? For how long? Angela, 15 years. What is your favourite song right now at this very moment? It’s a local song called Sino by Unique Salonga. It’s not a recent song anymore, but I came across a fan video of Unique performing it in a gig and just fell in love with it all over again.