#idk how else to explain it Hahahaa

[juniperhillpatient]

enough pretentious posting about tragedy & romance & horror for today. this is like the third or fourth time I’ve watched this incredibly stupid like deeply asinine cartoon about animals in group therapy & it does not get less funny to me ever. the poodle has a crush on the coyote. the one eyed outdoor cat who belongs to a hoarder fights a raccoon & gets “rescued” by a hilarious & very real feeling group of women (real feeling if you’ve ever interacted with these groups irl. ya girl spent many years deeply involved with the local animal rescue scene. I know the type of people the show is parodying which makes it extra funny to me) only to unknowingly be “rescued” by the same crazy lady again. the tortoise is engaged to a shoe. there’s a dog who’s a child of divorce who bites a baby when the wife & her new beau who has a baby start getting it on. the service dog in training is obnoxious & self absorbed, obsessed with her vest & the burden & pride in it. if you spend a lot of time around animals or animal lovers you will get the humor of this stupid ass (SO affectionate) show

[cartoon-leafe]

Hahahaa im at my BREAKING POINT.

Idk how else to say it I've elaborated/explained too much it's draining

+I feel like i'm abt to loose a close online friend that I've been out of contact with for a while and she messaged me and sounds mad because I forgot to check my old account

I really hope I can save this

[katierosefun]

*arrives out of breath* I hope I'm not too late?? Why does your WIP amount not surprise me at all? Lol. I cannot wait to read whichever of those you post in the future! Also may I ask you for two? 46 and 51? 🥰

Sooo I just realized I think both of the numbers I picked you've already answered once or maybe even more than that? So maybe 45 instead? 🥰

not late at all, ann!!!! andddddd hahahaa, yes, i’d actually be more than happy to go on about all of these wips, because it just gave me an excuse to write more of all of them!! 

45 is called windows flung right open, or,,,,,obi-wan jumps out a window for anakin. maybe post-deception. a lot of feelings because y not. 

The apartment was a dirty, dingy place, one that smelled like alcohol and cigarettes, but all things considered, it wasn’t as bad as Obi-Wan had thought it would be.

He stepped around the shattered glass, brushed aside a cobwebbed curtain. “I can guess where our friend went,” he said.

Anakin didn’t say anything. He just peered out the window, his eyebrows drawn together.

Obi-Wan turned back around. He stepped around more of the glass. “Careful,” he said over his shoulder. “I think there’s some loose boards here.”

He stepped forward, listening to the creak of the wood under his feet. “Most definitely loose boards. Something rotting…”

“Just wood,” Anakin said. Obi-Wan heard Anakin move around the back of the room. Two steps to the right, then two steps to the left. A quiet rapping of knuckles against the plaster wall. When Obi-Wan turned around, Anakin had his back to him. “Thin walls.”

“Do you think neighbors could have heard where he went?” Obi-Wan asked.

“I’ll go ask,” Anakin said.

“Be—” Obi-Wan started, but Anakin had already disappeared through the door.

46 is to love and be loved in return, or,,,obi-wan for very important reasons has to act in a,,,,,,movie that is familiar for some other ewan mcgregor fans. it’s kind of crack-y but also not. 

“Anakin.”

“Obi-Wan,” Anakin said innocently. He patted Obi-Wan’s shoulder again. “I think you’re actually going to enjoy this. Master Windu did say something about you being a part of some plays back in your creche days…”

“Master Kenobi? Acting in a play?” Ahsoka asked, hopping off the vanity. She beamed up at Obi-Wan, passing him the sunglasses.

Obi-Wan turned them down with a shake of his head. “It was when I was a child,” he said pointedly. He looked at Anakin. “And improvising is just a skill, Anakin. Not something that I want to do for the rest of my life, I can assure you.”

“And this holofilm isn’t for the rest of your life,” Anakin said cheerfully. “Just for a few weeks. Or months, depending on how the reset of this stealth mission goes.”

Obi-Wan just shook his head. “Let’s get started, shall we?” he asked. “The sooner we do, the better.”

“Yes, Mr. Actor Man,” Anakin said.

“Please don’t.”

“Sure thing, Mr.—”

“Anakin,” Obi-Wan said, turning around. “I mean it.”

and 51, build a place, or,,,,,first codywan fic!!! incoming!!!!!! idk how to explain the plot right now but it’s,,,,,mostly obi-wan being a selfless moron and cody being like “i’m going to kill this idiot if he doesn’t kill himself first” 

Cody frowned, stepping into the hut. He was met with warmth, the smell of something vaguely herbal and definitely medicinal. And above that all—sweat. He smelled sweat, and…something else that was too familiar.

He registered the other people in the hut. Women, men…children. Small children, some of them older but not that much taller. Cody could only tell they were older because he knew that look all older children wore: the quiet resignation, the determined set of the jaw.

Cody grew cold as he looked around the rest of the hut. Registered that there weren’t just people standing…but waiting. Waiting for something—

And there, closer to the center of the vast hut, Cody found a familiar figure weaving in between rows and rows of cots. Cots occupied with people—all of them with fluttering eyes or unseeing eyes.

Cody was dimly aware of someone crying. A child.

He watched Obi-Wan walk between the rows. The leader hovered behind him, sometimes pointing something out, other times grasping a patient’s hand. Whispering what Cody knew had to be promises.  

The leader stopped at a cot, pointed.

Obi-Wan just nodded, and Cody watched him walk to the patient on the cot. Sit down, rest his hand on the patient’s forehead. Cody couldn’t make out Obi-Wan’s actual face—he just watched as his head lowered, his hand resting on top of the patient’s.

Healing them. Obi-Wan was healing them. Or helping.

A few moments later—a moment too long for Cody—Obi-Wan lifted his head.

And they saw each other.

Obi-Wan’s eyes widened, his lips parting in quiet surprise.

Cody pressed his lips together.