#more comfort

[todoga]

[isatohlee]

Everyone deserves the comfort of another

[veny-many]

Did I mention about Order66 AU that Plo is alive and wandering with Wolffe?

And I just can't take it anymore and what have I done

Where was I? Ah yes

Plo and Wolffe wandering around the space to find any survivors from Order 66 and still trying to save innocents that suffered under Empire. Because why not.

Somehow Plo survives the plane crach(it is will of the Force) and barely hides from troopers with broken mask and critical burns. But his Commander hunts down him, and points blaster to his General.

But for some mysterious reason(maybe because of his trauma that received from Ventress, or will of the Force again) Wolffe resist the chip for just a moment, and Plo managed to find out that Wolffe isn't doing this with his will, and approaches him and destroy the chip. But the blaster shot came and Wolffe gains his mind only with his General fallen from his blaster shot.

For some miracle, Plo survives. But because his mask was broken for long time, his vocal cord was burned down, and his half of the body has burn too, and his right arm is amputated for critical burn. And Wolffe is never happy about it. And blames himself for all of this.

Despite the injuries he received, Plo still can use his telepathic ability, and reaches for Wolffe, telling him it's all right, it was never his fault. And anyway Wolffe is broken to cry again.

After all, Plo receives new prosthetic arm, but with five fingers because is was hard to find and suspicious to find four fingered arm. And Plo is just interested and tries to adjust to his new arm.

Wolffe had to throw his beloved armor because anybody can recognize it was from Wolfpack.

Wolffe worries about his General's safety because first, he is Kel-Dor, and he lost his right arm, and he can't speak and he got burn all over his body, and most of all he is Jedi. And he tries to protect his General by putting him behind Wolffe.

And all Plo witnesses is Wolffe got lost in market because he never have been in those place, and got confused over aggressive owner of shop because he never had to buy things from civilian, and etc about got confused over by many civilian life and underworld things. And Plo finally decides "Good or bad, I need to stick with him for his survival." And offers him to wander together.

Wolffe: I need to protecc my General!

Plo: No, guess I need to protect you.

That's all for now. Thank you so much.

[sttoru]

gonna make a gojo fic based on this song

[fly-chicken]

A Pragmatic and surprisingly comforting perspective about the Trump 2nd Presidency from the ACLU

***Apologies if this is how you found out the 2024 election results***

Blacked out part is my name.

I’m not going to let this make me give up. It’s disheartening, and today I will wallow, probably tomorrow too

AND

I will continue to do my part in my community to spread the activism and promote change for the world I want to live in. I want to change the world AND help with the dishes.

And I won’t let an orange pit stain be what stops me from trying to be better.

A link to donate to the ACLU if able and inclined. I know I am

[ingravinoveritas]

"We've all got to be fighting that fight every day."

Happy Pride, everyone...

[deepestturtlepielover]

I want this so bad it looks so comfy and warm

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[hinamie]

post-graduation trip airport looks

[greykolla-art]

My blog has become infested with angst goblins, and they must be fed with some hypothetical scenarios!🙏💚

[dirt-goth]

As much as I want to be a wholly joyous about the fact that Henry Kissinger is finally fucking dead, as he deserves... There's a lot of me that can't help being upset with. With the fact that he lived to 100 years old. He got better medical care, better housing, and a better, more stable life for those 100 years than billions on this planet ever going to see and he did it specifically through exploitation, state sanctioned murder, and lies. He lived to 100 years comfortably on a legacy of violence that rarely threatened his personal comfort. I want to be joyous that he's finally dead, because the world IS better with him dead, but the reality is he won a long time ago.

[pangur-and-grim]

Pangur is smart enough that she hisses when I say "Belphie", just on the off chance he's in the room

[inkskinned]

because sometimes there are invisible tests and invisible rules and you're just supposed to ... know the rule. someone you thought of as a friend asks you for book recommendations, so you give her a list of like 30 books, each with a brief blurb and why you like it. later, you find out she screenshotted the list and send it out to a group chat with the note: what an absolute freak can you believe this. you saw the responses: emojis where people are rolling over laughing. too much and obsessive and actually kind of creepy in the comments. you thought you'd been doing the right thing. she'd asked, right? an invisible rule: this is what happens when you get too excited.

you aren't supposed to laugh at your own jokes, so you don't, but then you're too serious. you're not supposed to be too loud, but then people say you're too quiet. you aren't supposed to get passionate about things, but then you're shy, boring. you aren't supposed to talk too much, but then people are mad when you're not good at replying.

you fold yourself into a prettier paper crane. since you never know what is "selfish" and what is "charity," you give yourself over, fully. you'd rather be empty and over-generous - you'd rather eat your own boundaries than have even one person believe that you're mean. since you don't know what the thing is that will make them hate you, you simply scrub yourself clean of any form of roughness. if you are perfect and smiling and funny, they can love you. if you are always there for them and never admit what's happening and never mention your past and never make them uncomfortable - you can make up for it. you can earn it.

don't fuck up. they're all testing you, always. they're tolerating you. whatever secret club happened, over a summer somewhere - during some activity you didn't get to attend - everyone else just... figured it out. like they got some kind of award or examination that allowed them to know how-to-be-normal. how to fit. and for the rest of your life, you've been playing catch-up. you've been trying to prove that - haha! you get it! that the joke they're telling, the people they are, the manual they got- yeah, you've totally read it.

if you can just divide yourself in two - the lovable one, and the one that is you - you can do this. you can walk the line. they can laugh and accept you. if you are always-balanced, never burdensome, a delight to have in class, champagne and glittering and never gawky or florescent or god-forbid cringe: you can get away with it.

you stare at your therapist, whom you can make jokes with, and who laughs at your jokes, because you are so fucking good at people-pleasing. you smile at her, and she asks you how you're doing, and you automatically say i'm good, thanks, how are you? while the answer swims somewhere in your little lizard brain:

how long have you been doing this now? mastering the art of your body and mind like you're piloting a puppet. has it worked? what do you mean that all you feel is... just exhausted. pick yourself up, the tightrope has no net. after all, you're cheating, somehow, but nobody seems to know you actually flunked the test. it's working!

aren't you happy yet?

[cronchy-baguette]

When all this is over, will you stay with me? For good?

[portalmonsterrr]

Memento Vivere

Some additional notes:

[catmask]

does anyone have like an anti aesthetic. like something you look at and can recognize as a complete fashion/interior design/artistic movement and understand it but it makes you shudder seeing it. i am not talking like “its morally bad” “its poorly structured” like just sheerly devoid of joy for you actually invites a repulse response.

[agendercryptidlev]

If you tell a trans man that you don't trust him because he is a man and you think men are untrustworthy, you are directly saying you would be more comfortable around him if he stayed in the closet.