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Some days I just want to end it all. This is one of those days.

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2 more. The light was great at the park today!

(See that pattern on the grass? That’s the sort of thing that can happen if you keep mowing even though there’s a drought.)

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Sensei Wolf is like the Terry Silver to Johnny Lawrence lol He’s just leering around every corner to torment Johnny and I find that insane.😂

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Peak human experience🥰

This image, that’s it, that’s the post

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Wish I was the type to plan ahead, but alas, I am not. 🫠

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When it rains, it pours.

#depression

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My favorite movie couple!

Rachel Weisz as Evelyn Carnahan and Brendan Fraser as Rick O'Connell THE MUMMY 1999 | dir. Stephen Sommers

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Study Buddies, Thrawn x Reader

Title: Study Buddies

Pairing: Thrawn x GN!Reader; Thrawn x Autistic Reader

Brief Synopsis: Arriving late to a study session, you fear that Thrawn might end up reporting you to your superiors. However, after realizing you've just been bullied by another student, things take a slightly unexpected turn...

Word Count: 1,582

Special Note: I endorse absolutely no empires past or present with this tale, but would instead like to begin an Ascendancy AU where Thrawn secretly works against Palpatine's regime from Day 1.

Also, I based the Reader ever so slightly on Eli Vanto from the novels, so take that fact any way you wish.

Tagging: @whydoilovehim @pencil-urchin @imaginesofthefandoms @bingbongooo @telltale-vixen

@mysticalgalaxysalad @razzel-my-dazzel22 @blackddarling @crosshair-lover @dance-like-russia-isnt-watching and anyone else who might be interested in other things besides smut.

“You’re late.”

Your fellow Ensign, Thrawn—also known on occasion as Mitth’raw’nuru’odo—seems to have no clear emotion in his voice as you slip into the room. Thanks to your arriving a good thirty minutes after your intended hour—without any comm warnings ahead of time, unfortunately—he may very well be annoyed with you.

And, dare you say it out loud, this was also thanks to the unwelcome surprise you had to deal with on your way over.

Unwelcome, and painful, and due for a real bruisin’ as soon as you know how to give one.

At least, that’s the general thought in your head before he turns his blood-red eyes upon you, and not three seconds later, narrows them in what you can only hope is a look of concern.

“And for good reason, I see...the other cadets are acting out again.”

As if to shield yourself a second time, your left hand moves instinctively to the bruise beneath your right eye, the most recent ‘lesson’ that Cadet Karvo, a somewhat richer student, decided to teach you on the ways of the Empire. He hasn’t exactly appreciated that a newcomer from the Outer Rim could so much as get admitted to this elite academy, let alone get two commendations by their instructors in almost as many months...so, naturally, he saw fit to remind you of your place somewhere below his own.

Somewhere between an assistant and a servant, maybe, though judging by the words he used, he would have loved to see you brought a lot lower.

But you, though...perhaps you’re beginning to wonder if your place was always meant to be at this Chiss’ side all along.

“That’s the second time this month, isn’t it, Ensign?”

This feeling grows just a little as he leaves the safety of his desk to stand before you, the distance between the two of you now curiously shortened. You had originally planned to come here for the first of many study sessions, not just for recalling the general knowledge needed to enter the Imperial Navy, but also to help Thrawn himself practice his Basic. Now that he’s meeting you on your level in three short strides or less, however...preparing for exams now seems to be the least of your worries.

“You’re feeling vulnerable and afraid...among other things. I can tell from the fluctuations in your pulse and oxygen intake.”

There goes his Chiss way of knowing what you yourself don’t always want to acknowledge, possibly even to the point of seeing right through all of your behavioral defenses.

“Perhaps some intercession might be in order for your situation...if you are willing to seek it?”

How strange that he could always manage to get under your skin, though without wishing to for a great deal of the time you had together.

“Yes...er, I mean...”

In fact, if you weren’t slowly descending into a state of incoherence, you might just go so far into believing that you found something just a little bit, well...intimidating about this Thrawn. He was well ahead of you in height by at least twelve inches, better gifted in strength and speed, and—in the slang of your hometown—had a mind like a durasteel trap. Hell, by rights, he should have pummeled you at least once in Basic Combat 101, and stolen a few hearts in the process without half trying!

“...I don’t know when—or if—they’re gonna be back. Do...do you think they might try again?”

Surprisingly, though, he’s more or less held back ever since you both entered this Academy for the first time—and even now, as he’s reaching out a hand to check the extent of your injuries, he’s looking less like a mysterious predator from Wild Space, and more like the average doctor you might see at home.

Or, dare you allow yourself to think such things...like some sort of hero from all the stories you read as a child.

“Perhaps...if I don’t find them first. Please look up for me.”

His right hand is nudging your head upward a few seconds before you can fully react, and just like any new patient, you’re obeying him without thinking twice about it. He’s cold to the touch at first, and yet—

“—You might find this approach slightly unorthodox, but nevertheless...do tell me if this feels, ah...buhlungu?”

“ ‘Painful’?”

“Yes. Painful.”

And yet, you’re not exactly flinching away from him, either. There is a slight twinge of pain from that area as he applies a little pressure, what sort of person would you be if you hadn’t felt some manner of aches and pains from an ambush like that one—and yet, almost like some kind of magic trick, you feel a tiny sense of something warm sparking up in the sore area, something very close to heat therapy making that soreness fade away.

In other words, in a matter of seconds, the pain in that once-tender spot has completely vanished.

“Just a little trick I learned, to help cope with my time in exile...there. How are you feeling now, y/n?”

“Uh...better, I think?”

“Excellent. Your eye next, if you will.”

Whatever hesitation you might have felt about this little meeting is now, along with the pain in your jaw, no longer present. Instead, you’re just about leaning into Thrawn’s touch this time, the beginnings of what you can only call ‘butterflies’ starting to flutter around your stomach. In return, the same cold-to-hot treatment spreads slowly across the area beneath your right eye, and you watch in silent amazement as his look of deep, almost scowling concentration softens into a satisfied smile. Clearly, in spite of you once thinking otherwise, he's rather enjoying this.

And, also somewhat in spite of yourself, so are you.

“Where did you learn this...this magic trick? Back on your home planet?”

“In a way...yes. Yes, I did indeed, though I’m nowhere near as skilled as the women of my kind...”

There’s a small pause between you, a slight break in the action as you both decide to take a slight breather. Perhaps it’s just as well, too, if he’s feeling the level of fluctuating emotions as strongly as you have been.

“...They might have tracked down your Korvo in a heartbeat, never mind also convincing him to drown himself without speaking a word.”

Well now, looks like Thrawn is emotional after all. The simple act of bullying hasn’t failed to garner his rage, and if those other cadets aren’t too careful, they might even find themselves on the receiving end of battle practice some time in the near future.

If, you add to yourself, someone else doesn’t also decide to watch him in action.

“Without speaking? Y’ mean...like those Jedi folks?”

He’s gone from smiling to scowling in the meantime, but when he answers you again, some of the venom has started to fade from his voice.

“Of a sort, I suppose. Anyway...just one more thing, if you’re willing?”

Does he even need to ask at this point...? You’ve already grown accustomed to this brand of treatment, so much so that the mere thought of not having one more dose of it is nothing less than agonizing. In fact, you’re not just willing to see all of this through, but thanks to the flurry of feelings rushing through your bloodstream, you’re one breath away from demanding it.

“Please...?”

“There’s...just one more wound I need to get to. Right about...here.”

That must have been the place where Karvo did the most damage upon you, because now you’re wincing at the contact, even shying away from Thrawn despite your true feelings. Kriff that Karvo, and all of his nerfherding friends. Kriff that karking bully for coming between you like this, and not in the good way—

“—It’s all right. I just need a few more seconds to heal you. After that, all your pain will be gone.”

“Do you promise...?”

The two of you aren’t breaking eye contact at this point, a sure sign of trust if ever a thing could exist between Imperials. You’ve only ever managed to do that when strangers didn’t intimidate you, your mother didn’t get too impatient with you, and your father was careful not to allow his voice to become too loud...not to mention, as long as the sound of the people around you never became impossible to bear.

Nevertheless, Thrawn gives his word to you in a silent nod; you step back within his reach, and for the third and last time, that special healing talent of his works its magic. Soon, the pain and swelling in your lower lip are gone, and with them, any fear that you might otherwise have had about this mysterious Chiss.

“There you are, y/n...good as new.”

It isn’t until a minute or two afterwards, when you both have allowed yourselves to exhale and the tension has gone out of the room, that you realize three rather important things.

First, Thrawn’s hand has not fallen back down to his side, but instead remains in place just below the curve of your mouth.

Second, your own hand is now freely touching his face as well.

And third, whether this ends in your first kiss or not, you know that you won’t think twice about giving nothing less than absolute hell to any other cadet that tries to interrupt you today.

After all, your role in this school might belong to the Empire…but this scarlet-eyed Ensign belongs only to you.

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I would imagine that Otto Hightower would also have…interesting inputs.

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Sooooo many good ones, it is terribly hard to choose! Most of them have made me cry. Alas, for the sake of answering let’s go with The Last Unicorn (1982) 🦄

THIS IS NOT A COMPREHENSIVE LIST. I just wanted to highlight some beloved and underrated nostalgic classics.

I am NOT counting: Studio Ghibli, DC, Marvel, Scooby-Doo, sequels/prequels, and most other franchises. I made an exception with MLP and Care Bears because both films were produced at the beginning of their franchises, as opposed to the G.I. Joe series, Transformers, etc. There's a LOT to cover in the 80s-90s, hence why I split the two polls. This is basically Don Bluth's Era lol.

90's Poll

Happy voting! ❤

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I just feel like kissing him and running my fingers through his hair. 🥰

TOM TAYLOR as Cregan Stark in House of the Dragon 2.01

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If this isn’t me, I don’t know what is. Also, Cregan is 🔥 🐺

I swear every summer I become obsessed with a new fictional man and I think this guy is taking the throne this season.

credit to pinterest (if this is yours please lmk so I can credit :))

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Cregan is fine as hell🔥

"my prince" - cregan stark

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You know it’s a rough day, when your only saving grace is Amish style potato salad.

#anxiety

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Back to the Future (1985) dir. Robert Zemeckis

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This makes me so sad and happy at that the same time. If I could choose two together my second one would be Childhood pets alive 🐶🐱

#first choice everyone under the same roof because I miss having my Dad

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I know this was only a request, but this needs a part ll…it’s so great!

For the Halloween event, let's have Corrupt SS4!Goku X reader, where his s/o sees him transform, and freaks out.

Anonymous asked: I dunno if I already requested this, but can I have Corrupt SS4!Goku transforming and freaking out his s/o?

Anonymous asked: For the Halloween event...Super Oozaru Goku X reader, where he transforms, and he accidentally hurts his s/o during a fight. Please??

Super Oozaru Goku x Reader〖 requested by anonymous 〗 ✦✦Content: T Rating. corrupted!ss4 au. fluff. established romance. goku gone wild. ✦✦Warning: canon typical violence. referenced character death. light depiction of body horror. ✦✦A/N: Combining these two asks since they work well together ♥.

After all the trouble Baby caused a few months ago, it was assured that his defeat and destruction of the black star dragon balls should have returned things back to normal. But it only got worse, far scarier than anything you imagined.

Goku always made you believe that no matter how dangerous a situation looked, you could trust him to keep things under control and everyone safe at all costs. He's proved that time and time again, even going so far as to push his body to its limits in such a short period of time to obtain a new power, one strong enough to do away with the threat of Baby. The Earth was doomed on all accounts, but Goku still managed to save everyone with Piccolo's help. You would have never thought of such heroism becoming the catalyst for the next big threat to your world.

It wasn't a secret Goku had been acting strangely since taking care of Baby. But, like Gohan, you just assumed it was because of the impact Piccolo's sacrifice left still so fresh in all of your hearts. Goku wasn't one to let himself be kept down by such things and yet he had become so broody and secretive lately, resigning himself to train with Uub and Pan. When asked if this temperament of his was because of Piccolo, he would open up enough about it to say he misses his old friend very casually and as wholesome as expected of him. Even so, that still didn't exactly improve his unusual mood swings and you were starting to believe it had nothing to do with Piccolo at all.

You hoped that taking him away from fighting for a bit would help him feel better from his unspoken troubles, so you gathered Goten, Gohan and his family as well for a casual dinner party outside. Pan quickly spread the word to Trunks who showed up too with his family. You were confident that surrounding Goku with some fresh air, good food and his family would do him some good, and he was starting to seem like his old self again, evident by the perk in his long tail and relaxed smile.

It was more fun than you could wish for and it seemed everyone could have used a little break like this. Time just flew by without a care and you were all out until the sun went away letting the moon and stars fill the sky, each of you expressing how thankful you were to witness the beauty of the Earth despite its history of perils. It just made the view all the more worth it.

You took hold of Goku's arm and linked your fingers with his, leaning into his shoulder for comfort and staring out into the twinkling sky feeling completely at ease for once. You can feel him affectionately squeeze your hand in return and his eyes track up to the scenery above as well. Even flying out into space couldn't compare to a sight like this. His eyes caught the full moon with a cozy smile, tail rustling in the grass behind him. It really has been too long since he sat with nature and appreciated it for what it was. Longer still since he would neglect the circumstances of looking upon the moon with his tail, having lived without it for so long to recall the danger of it. His bright eyes fell into a trancelike state, unable to turn away from the glow of the moon.

You didn't notice immediately, feeling the slight jerk of his body and suddenly his hand squeezing yours tighter and tighter getting your attention. It was then you looked up at Goku to see how his eyes had changed to a pale red and involuntary jerks sent you into a panic. Those who could sense ki quickly picked up on the rising power in his body and broke away from the serene view to rush to Goku's aid. You, however, were trapped in his grasp and panicking trying to pry your hand free only for the grip to increase. Gohan tried to snap his father out of it by blocking his gaze from the moon and shaking him while calling out to him where Goten tried to help you free your hand from his grip.

Goku's muscles further expanded and spasmed, and you let out a painful yelp feeling the pressure on your hand compress into your bones, inevitably crushing your hand in his own and prompting Goten from trying to pull your hand free to prying at Goku's fingers to release you. Trunks quickly joined to help and carefully pulled on your wrist while Goten worked. To no avail, Vegeta then steps up in an attempt to sever Goku's tail with a bladed ki wave only for the energy to bounce off the appendage when a golden light outline Goku's body, hardening him against physical impacts. Then with no hesitation at all, The Saiyan Prince struck his fist across Goku's head with all his might in an attempt to knock him out. Another futile effort.

You let out another cry feeling your bones snap under his grip, Pan appearing at your side to help you and intervene with Goku's transformation as well but Gohan makes her stand down as Goku's power had exceeded beyond anything they could handle at this moment. His eyes were then consumed with red, his face stretching out to accommodate a wider, sharper maw and a beastly roar was unleashed expelling a force of his increased power and thrusting everyone around back. Including you, finally freed from his grasp. His form was engulfed by the golden light and he appeared as the expanding silhouette of a Great Ape. But then it changed red, ebbing his size to that of his super saiyan 4 form.

It was the last thing you saw before you blacked out from being blown back. Perhaps for the best, you would not be able to bear the sight of what he had become: A vicious beast of power and destruction who looked among the faces of his family and friends calling for a shred of reason from him, and he did not recognize a soul. Not a cry heeded. Goku's glowing red eyes narrowed as a frightening growl vibrated past his elongated fangs and energy formed in his hands.

What's become of your hero?