#iykyk i guess

[kisstheviolet]

[doggywoofz]

[apple-cores]

Somsnosa and Instar, with their appearance around hylics 2, and appearance x years into the future [scanned 2021, with new color]

also 3 year twinniversary

[stoneconeslober]

Jeff Blim as Professor Henry Hidgens in Team Starkid’s “Workin’ Boys” (2023) trailer

[all-seeing-ifer]

Can we start asking the real questions about west end hadestown? Can we start discussing the real issues? Why did they hire the finest man I've ever seen in my LIFE as their trombonist?

[snakemoltsiren]

Me remembering all of the wrestling pictures I've recreated with Odval 'Doctor Gator' Haragin and posted on birdapp. Please look forward to it. Closeup below cut.

[starrynightsandsadmoons]

roland schürk x walburga black ist alles was ich heute zu sagen habe (in the worst way)

[xoalsox]

every time i use "and then" in a sentence i feel like i've been possessed by taemin a.k.a. the world's greatest english speaking person ever

[punkrock-bottom]

Are you as horny in real life as you are online?

Oh no we’re not doing this again. The last time someone asked this it broke me. I still can’t watch futurama the same way because of that fuckass post

[ihathbenobiwankenobied]

Just a soft little fic of codywan sharing a moment in the rain :)

The rainforest fulfilled its promise as clouds gathered overhead and rain poured down. Obi-Wan and Cody had been waiting for their intel for hours, pacing between a triangle of trees.

They had agreed to meet with their source at coordinates two klicks inside the forest, and they had been waiting for hours, sitting by a makeshift fire to counteract the cool air. Obi-Wan had watched the sky as dark clouds rolled across the sky, “We should find somewhere to take cover while it passes.” He muttered as a drop of rain landed on his forehead.

Cody watched fondly as Obi-Wan blinked rapidly, smiled, and wiped it away with the pad of his thumb. “Sure, General. I saw a cave just over there.” Cody pointed to where he could see it far in the horizon between the sweeping trunks of the tall trees.

“Ah perfect, Cody. You’ve always had a keen eye.” 

Cody watched Obi-Wan’s lips curl into a frown as they walked. He kept eyeing the sky like it had done something to personally offend him.

“Something wrong, Sir?” Cody asked, looking up through the leaves of the trees to see if there was something he had missed. 

“I’m afraid storms here can take a few hours. Our contact will be late, I’m sure.” Obi-Wan shrugged, then looked back toward the cave they were rapidly approaching, “I suppose we will have to wait.”

“We need the intel; I’m sure General Skywalker can hold things down at the base.” Cody replied, hoping his reassurance would do something to quell Obi-Wan’s concerns. Cody himself was unconcerned; he was not opposed to taking a few hours to sit and relax. The war was long, and brutal, and ever stretching him to his limits. He knew Obi-Wan felt the same, though he was less likely to admit that. 

Like Cody, Obi-Wan felt an urge to protect, and that urge led to pushing himself until every bit of his energy had all but dissipated. 

A few hours, alone in the forest, wasn’t a bad thing. If not for the reason of rest, Cody would never complain about more time with his General. Obi-Wan was a beacon of light in the darkness. He was a soul that glimmered like gold even on the cloudiest days. It was hardly something to ignore

They approached the cave with caution, Obi-Wan entering first with his lightsaber lit and eyes scanning over the features of the walls and loose stones for signs of life. He waved Cody in after a moment, and then went to sit on a flat rock close to the ground. Cody followed suit, sitting next to him on the ground. 

It was then the rain picked up, pulsing against the ground like raining blaster fire. “Quite the weather.” Obi-Wan said with a chuckle, “Can’t imagine I’d want to live here if it was just going to rain all day.”

Cody laughed, a smile creeping onto his face without permission, “What? You don’t like getting mud all over your kit? Don’t like your tunics soaked with water?” 

Obi-Wan shook his head and water droplets fell from his unruly auburn hair and trickled down the sides of his face into his beard. “I can’t say that I do.”

Easy silence fell over them, as if often did. Cody never considered himself one for small talk, and Obi-Wan never seemed to mind. They sat for several minutes, and Cody watched the rain splash into the mud.

For once, his mind was quiet, free from all the noise of blasters and the vode and the endless reminders of the next battle to come. He basked in it, letting his thoughts dissolve into nothingness for only a few seconds before they were back to Obi-Wan.

Copper hair and blue eyes.

But he wasn’t just that, he was intelligent and kind, more compassionate than Cody had been expecting when he’d first seen the General’s little glowing picture the day he was assigned to the 212th. Cody had grown to allow himself the occasional privilege of a moment of appreciation for him.

Obi-Wan looked out on the muddy forest, something between fondness and regret written on his face. Cody found him hard to read. 

“What are you thinking about?” Cody asked quietly, his voice only just loud enough to be heard over the pounding rain. 

“Thinking about? Oh, nothing really.” Obi-Wan answered too quickly with a smile that didn’t reach his eyes. 

“You’re lying.” Cody said pointedly, “Really, what’s on your mind?” 

Obi-Wan sighed, then turned where he sat on his stone, “Sometimes I wish I could enjoy moments like these more, but for some reason… I can’t.”

Cody wanted to say he already knew that, but restrained himself. “Why can’t you?” He asked instead.

Obi-Wan nearly snorted, “I’ve never been good at stopping. I hate when things hang over my head, just waiting for me to complete them. I suppose there will always be something I have to do.” The General shook his head.

“You’re right.” Cody said after a pause, because Obi-Wan was right about everything he’d said. But it didn’t have to be that way. “But what if you could learn to enjoy doing nothing?” 

Obi-Wan considered that for a moment, then offered a shrug, “I’m afraid I don’t have a teacher.” 

It was the invitation Cody had been waiting for, “I can teach you. Let’s start now.” He stood up, shucking his pack where it was still strung on his back, and pulled his bucket off of his head. “Come with me.” 

He held out his hand to Obi-Wan, whose eyebrows were raised, “Where are we going?” He asked as he took Cody’s hand, slotting their palms together like it was always meant to be that way to begin with.

“Out there. In the rain.” Cody clarified, and began to pull his arm. Obi-Wan made a noise of protest, “Oh, c’mon, we’re already soaked, what’s a little more water?” Cody offered a smile, feeling the heat rise to his cheeks when Obi-Wan shook his head in defeat. 

“If you insist.” 

“I do.”

And then they were out in the rain, running through the mud without abandon. The rain cascaded over them quickly, little droplets running down Cody’s face and soaking through his hair. Obi-Wan dragged a hand through his flattened locks where they stuck to his forehead and pulled them back over his head. 

“Now what?.” He yelled out, though his eyes smiled.

“Let’s dance.” Cody yelled back, and took Obi-Wan’s other hand. Obi-Wan’s cheeks grew red when Cody pulled him close, their chests almost touching. 

It was clumsy, Cody’s feet moving in the opposite directions of Obi-Wan’s and their arms entangled at strange angles, yet, at the same, it felt equally natural. Obi-Wan laughed, eyes brighter than Cody had seen them in a long time. Cody let his own laughter out in loud sweeps when Obi-Wan accidentally stepped on his toes. 

“You’re a terrible dancer, Cody.” Obi-Wan said after he caught his breath.

“Oh and you’re so much better.” Cody rolled his eyes and dropped Obi-Wan’s hands so he could wrap his palms around Obi-Wan’s waist. 

They stood close together now, completely still.

Obi-Wan’s breath felt warm against the water droplets painted on Cody’s face. 

Their eyes locked and Cody’s heart melted in his chest.

“Commander.” Obi-Wan spoke in a whisper, his head leaning in, just brushing against Cody’s forehead. 

“General.” Cody responded feeling the compulsion to lean in, to feel every part of Obi-Wan. 

Obi-Wan’s lips were chapped, his beard ragged from a week without a shave, but under Cody’s gaze, he was the most beautiful he had ever been. It took Cody’s breath away. Obi-Wan’s cheeks were red, and he opened his mouth like he might say something, but there wasn’t anything to say, not anything that could cut the electricity that burned in between them.

So Cody leaned in, breath brushing across Obi-Wan’s lips.

Closed his eyes.

And suddenly everything was as it always should have been all along. Obi-Wan’s lips were soft against his, a feather-light touch, but it sent a shiver down Cody’s spine.

It was only a moment, and they pulled apart, Cody’s eyes searching Obi-Wan’s for something like approval or disdain or surprise.

“I–hello.” Obi-Wan said, with a hint of a smile. Cody reached out to swipe away a few droplets of water with the pad of his thumb.

“Hi.” Cody replied.

Their staring continued until Obi-Wan cleared his throat. 

“I think I’ve learned how to enjoy doing… nothing.” Obi-Wan said, taking a step back so Cody could see his face, see the redness that had gathered around his neck crawling up into his cheeks and forehead. “You’re quite a teacher.”

“Oh? That’s all it took to teach you how to relax?” Obi-Wan smiled brightly, brighter than both Tatooine suns in the middle of the afternoon. 

“I’m a fast learner.” 

[rosesutherlandwrites]

If I don’t post a photo while having lunch under this willow tree at the tip of île de la cité every time I am ever in Paris, assume I fell off Pont Neuf on the way

[prismatic-starstuff]

probably the biggest compliment i can give mouthwashing (the game) is that a certain part of it disturbed me so viscerally just by reading about it and seeing screenshots that i have not watched a playthrough and i won't ever do so.

[e-oe-u]

2023 and 2022 if you know the song ily

[wilson-salad]

One of the most interesting thing to observe from watching house md to me is how other people questioned wilson why he care so much about house, why he keep coming back even after house made him feel hurt, why despite everything, he chooses house. Imagine you witness this guy who's a total ass to everyone not excluding his boybestfriend, you heard this guy's friend has to put up with him for 20 years and after so long he still does things that can ruin his carreer and possibly life, but you see that he will always, always present when this jerk is getting in trouble. They have no boundaries yet they keep coming back. You see how much pain he had to endure everytime this jerk guy is self-destructive, you see how much he's hurt looking at his friend's near death experience that guy does to himself on purpose. You undertsand that's just the way they are, but sometimes you can't help but wonder, "why?"

[fruityumbrella]

post for people whove seen queer (2024) the scene where they're tripping and there's the sequence of them like, sticking their hands into each others bodies, that's zosan to me

[donottouchredbutton]

crazy that my daredevil oc is not the only ex girlfriend matt has ever had that moved to california because of him 💀😭