#arm against arm

[darlin-djarin]

HEAR ME OUT

dinluke where they’re stuck in a blizzard and find a cave but the temperature is still freezing and luke is practically on the verge of hypothermia. din knows skin on skin body heat can help, so he has to take off all his armor and lay bare, near naked, against luke’s bare body in order to generate enough body heat for the both of them. not only is it intimate because of the skin on skin, but because din would have to take off his armor, a part of himself and his identity to help save a jedi, his cultural enemy.

[rebel-girl-queen-of-my-world]

This has to be one of the most twisted, sadistic things I’ve heard of yet.

[emberglowfox]

he did get those braids after all

[andy-clutterbuck]

The Ones Who Live - 1x01 - Years

[kropotkindersurprise]

October 2, 2024 - Palestine Action activists scaled the roof of a Teledyne factory in Bromborough, UK, which supplies F-35 fighter jet parts to Israel, which Israel uses to slaughter innocent civillians in Palestine, Lebanon, Syria and Yemen, using USA supplied bombs. The activists broke into two clean rooms through the roof, causing havoc. [video]/[video]/[video]

According to a senior Teledyne manager, contamination of their clean rooms could stop production for up to 12 months. When our government fails to abide by their legal duty to end complicity in genocide, it's up to ordinary people to take action. This one is for Palestine and Lebanon. Resistance until victory!

Want to get involved? https://palestineaction.org/

[everwalldigan]

Something about the Jason’s favourite spots being rooftops overlooking Gotham because of a combination of him being scared of confinement and small spaces and being in a body that feels too big and wrong for him (it would be to anyone who wakes up as a 6 foot+ shit brick house when they last thing they remember is being a gangly 15 year old who hasn’t had their growth spurt yet). Like almost every room feels suffocating but being on a rooftop overlooking Gotham will never fail to make him feel small and it’s one of the few things that remained constant in the roller coaster that is his life

[ford-owner]

frankly

[soranatus]

THE SORESU STANCE — Obi-Wan Kenobi & Darth Maul

The Mandalore Plot (2010) The Lawless (2013)

[whosectype]

wet cat 2.0

[ohmypuckingod]

9 Nov '24 // NJ vs. NYI ↳ 4-3 OT Win

[marshmallowpuffcat]

When you're kissblocked by your own eyes 😔

[redbean-nom]

Cadets

(aka trash children, chaos children, and children who understand 98 is getting graded on this)

Inspired by @thefoundationproject! Closeups under the cut:

jesse got this pic from jangotat:

[llamagoddessofficial]

hello llama

i have been thinking and headcanoning about vampire bad sanses lately, so i was curious if you have any thoughts about or interest in vampires of the nightmare and crew variety? (人 •͈ᴗ•͈)

"do i have interest in vampires", he asks

ok, i will share my extensive vampire brainrot. but in return..... you have to write that vampire fic.... oooOOooO look into my eyes you know you want to write it ooOoOooo 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

I very much like the idea of Nightmare's castle being Castlevania-style. Lots of spooky architecture, lots of ancient magical passages that haven't been seen in centuries.

Horror can be summed up in one word. Bloodlust. There's a constant hunger inside him he can't ever seem to fill, driving him almost to the point of madness. He is more beast than man. When he smells or tastes blood, he loses control of himself, becoming little more than a starving wild animal - his capability for slaughter is limited only by his appetite. So unless Nightmare requires it, he generally abstains from blood. He doesn't like losing himself so entirely.

Something about you makes him forget his hunger. Is it your voice? Your scent? He has no idea, but oh, it feels good to feel whole. When you're around it's as if he'll never be hungry again... he follows you like a dog, grinning intensely every time you look at him. This is one hound that can't be shaken.

Despite his 'condition', he finds a lot of solace in cooking. Nothing will give him the same drug-like rush as blood but human food is nonetheless warm and filling and distracts him momentarily from the emptiness. He enjoys the process of making it, too, doing something with his hands. Let him cook for you, please? Watching you eat brings him vicarious joy.

Dust's backstory is one of legend. Something resembling a story can be spun from the loose whispers. A vampire invaded his peaceful isolated village hundreds of years ago, intending to turn the helpless populace into enslaved vampires. Dust, the first to be bitten, turned and slaughtered them all himself - and despite being a vampire for barely a week, the equivalent of a stumbling newborn, he killed the centuries-old invading vampire in single combat.

No one's quite sure why he's joined Nightmare. Perhaps Nightmare was keen to take this uniquely violent creature under his wing, and Dust just didn't really care where the wind took him. Or perhaps he has some other motive, hidden beneath that silent face. Who knows.

... Dust might be quiet, but it's obvious he's fixated on you. Which is a big deal. This is a creature who hasn't mustered a second thought for anything but blood for decades; but somehow, you've excited him. He's very clearly interested in you, silently watching your every move, listening intently to every word you say. Too bad he's not much for conversation.

Killer's backstory, on the other hand, is shrouded entirely in mystery. No one knows where he came from, who he is, or what he's done. He simply appeared one day - right within the coveted inner circle of Nightmare himself. He's the Night King's most trusted weapon, and the closest thing he has to a friend.

Killer seems very clear about what he wants. He thinks you're adorable, and he says you'd make such a pretty vampire. He talks (at length) about how much he wants to bite you, and how if it were up to him you'd already be one of them. A lot of his flirting involves calling you things like sweet treat and honeyblood. However... despite all the taunting, all the talk of seeing you as food, Killer is the one in the castle who treats you with the most respect. The others seem to see you as an object, a cute toy, something to squish and own. Killer talks to you like you're a real person. You can't help but like him for it.

Nightmare's inferiority complex has driven him to declare himself the king of the vampires. No one contests - Nightmare is royalty by blood, and vampires place a lot of emphasis on blood. But even if he wasn't, Nightmare frequently murders those who won't bend the knee. Plenty of powerful vampires have fallen embarrassingly fast at his hand.

... Nightmare's goal is to make you agree to be his spouse. A pretty little human partner would be excellent for his image. It would not only demonstrate his incredible self control as such an ancient vampire (not to mention his control over his warriors), but it would also show that his power is so great he doesn't need to strike a political marriage with another powerful vampire. It might also convince some of the pesky rebellious human groups to settle down.

His pride means that he won't force you. Not yet, at least. He likes to think he can seduce you. He's a royal vampire, after all, and you're just a simple human - isn't it only a matter of time?

... But it seems like, as time goes on... he's the one falling.

[kaiser1ns]

It wasn’t every day when the atmosphere on Furin’s rooftop was rather intense with Togame Jo and Endo Yamato locking arms, their muscles straining against each other. You didn’t know why they were arm wrestling, but the energy between the two boys felt too personal for a casual competition. Umemiya, Tomiyama, and Takiishi stood behind you watching this unexpected brawl against Shishitoren and Noroshi’s mad dogs.

Their eyes were locked, each determined to prove their strength. Endo gritted his teeth, pulling Togame’s arm closer to the table. Victory was within his grasp the way something had distracted Shishitoren’s second in command. He glanced at you, and how you smiled at something Umemiya had said to make you laugh. Ah, that pretty smile of yours. 

“Eyes here, not on the prize,” Endo muttered, smirking at Togame who seemed unfocused. But it wasn’t the arm wrestling he wanted to win. He was aiming for something more, something that involved only you. Green eyes narrowed and a sly smile appeared. “No need for that,” he replied, and with a sudden burst of strength, he slammed the tattooed hand down to the table. The veins in his arms bulged, and his victory was clear. He smiled sweetly at Endo, behind that expression was hiding the mockery and it was impossible to miss.

“Looks like I’ll be taking the prize,” he added and you blinked in confusion, not understanding what he meant, but before you could ask, Tomiyama leaped into the air with excitement. “Kame-chan won!” he shouted, back to his usual cheerful self as he started to jump around you. Then, suddenly, Togame grabbed your hand, pulling you towards the exit. Your eyes widened in surprise as he led you away, throwing a smirk over his shoulder at Endo, who rolled his eyes in defeat.

Silence fell as the two of you left the group. Umemiya scratched his head, sensing the awkward tension. “Well then…BBQ party for the effort?” he suggested and the other nodded, but Endo’s gaze lingered where you had disappeared. One day, he promised himself, he’d take you out too—far away from arm wrestling, and far away from someone named Togame Jo.

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[gerandor]

Nandor babygirl you were so unhinged for this

gifs by the ever awesome @deliciousnecks

[fawningbruises]

Demon Prince of the Gloom

(TOTK AU: if Link had received Ganondorf's arm instead of Rauru's)