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[xotherwcrldsx]

CHARLES LEE SATAN RAY IS SENDING ME SKSKSLZLZL

Amy's sanity is already on the brink of collapse most of her adult life, but what really would push her over the edge is dying, being at peace with it in the moment because shes known it would happen this exact way for years, only to be brought back in a doll by her dad in the moments after (in his mind hes trying to save her, but he has no idea that letting her die would have been better for her in the long run)—how she can feel her body becoming one with plastic and then slowly turn human on the inside, at first not feeling anything at all, then gradually feeling everything all at once. The depersonalization from being inside of a doll would absolutely send her sanity crashing completely.

[vellichorsdesire]

stealing glances…

[imabeautifulbutterfly]

Congratulations on your milestone! If you are still doing this, can I request a jukebox roulette for Rex with a F! Reader or OC, with the song:

I'm so excited to see what you do with this!

Thank you so much @callsign-denmark !

You are such a sweetheart.

I listened to this song, and then the album and I just love this band! Thank you for introducing them to me!

Alright, so I hope you love my interpretation of this, it might not be what you were hoping for, but I tried.

Love oo

Glowing In The Dark

Warnings: Severe injury, tears, begging, pleading, declarations of love, realities of war, passing out from exhaustion, refusing to leave, surgery, symbiotic relationship, angst, hurt/comfort. I think that's it. If I miss anything please let me know.

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The bruises, cuts, and pain that radiated on your face and body, was too much for Rex. He held your hand as you waited for a medic. The fighting had been especially brutal, and the med tent was inundated with casualties, some far worse than yours.  

Tears pricked his eyes as you lay there moaning in pain.

“You’re alright, cyar’ika. You’re going to be alright. Just hang in there. Please.”

He pressed a subtle kiss to the back of your hand, not that he really needed to be subtle, every single person part of the 501st knew you two were together. It was the worst kept secret, and frankly neither of you cared. 

He certainly didn’t, when you showed up in his life you were a light in the darkness. 

Not just figuratively, but also quite literally. You’d fallen into a bioluminescent pond and when you came upon Rex and General Skywalker, with your own elite Commando unit, he thought you were a glowing angel in the dark. 

It was thanks to your ethereal appearance, he survived that mission. The other side, thought you were a ghost, and scared them into dropping their weapons. 

You coughed, and groaned in pain, he squeezed your hand, “Cyar’ika, hang in there. Just think about what we’re going to do next shore leave. You promised me to take me… what was that again, oh right window shopping. Whatever that is. You said we’d spend the day together, relaxing and enjoying the day. So… you need to hold on so we can do that together.”

The warm liquid filling his eyes was getting to be too much, as he subtly brushed them away. 

“Remember the last time we were on Trip Zip, you convinced me to go to a poetry reading. I know I grumbled all night about it, but I’ll gladly suffer through another night of that if it means I get to sit beside you, holding your hand, feeling your body pressed against mine. So please hold on.”

There was a tear that slid down your cheek, as the pain was becoming unbearable. 

“MEDIC!” Rex called again, hoping someone was free. Where was Kix when he needed him!

“Rex…” you softly whispered.

He leaned in closer, “What is it, cyar’ika?”

“I … I …” you coughed again, “ I love … you.”

“I love you, too, but right now save your strength. Just stay awake for me, okay?”

Your head moved slowly, an almost imperceptible nod. 

“Do you remember our first night together? How hard you held on to me, never wanting to let me go? That’s how hard I need you to fight right now. I need you to keep awake, to stay here with me. Please, you’re my light in the dark. I can’t lose you.”

The usually stoic voice trembled out of his mouth. He didn’t want to lose it, he needed to stay strong for you.

With each passing minute and second, he felt his heart screaming more and more for you, begging for you to not leave him. To stay by his side, to always stay. 

“Baby …” his voice was barely above a whisper, the only person who could hear him was you, “don’t leave me. Please. I’ve learned to bear the loss of so many of my brothers, I’ve tried to be strong, to not let it get to me, but … please.” He pressed his forehead against your hand, “Please, I won’t make it if you leave me too.”

His body slowly moved closer, kneeling beside the stretcher you were on, “I’ve learned to bear their passing, the responsibility of their loss, of what it means to be Captain, and … I promise, I’ll bear everything else. I’ll do everything and anything, just please … please stay.”

Tears streamed down his cheek as he felt the grip that had been so strong moments slowly start to wane. 

“MEDIC!” He shouted again, praying this time that one of the medics were free. 

“Vod?” Kix ran over to the tent the minute he heard Rex’s voice, he’d just made it back from the front but as soon as he saw your face, the way your body slowly started to relax, he knew there was no time. 

Rex turned to look at his vod, tears trickling down his face as he clenched your hand against his chest, “Vod, I … I can’t see her glow… where’s her glow?”

“MEDIC TEAM ON ME!”

Within an instant you were lifted away from Rex and taken behind the surgical screen, Rex stayed kneeling on the ground in that very spot, afraid to move, afraid that if he did he’d lose his connection to you. 

Despite everyone trying to coax him to a seat, to rest, to get some food, he refused. He simply waited kneeling in that spot, his eyes closed the entire time you were in surgery.  It was almost six hours later when Kix and his team brought you back to him. You looked better, there was a slight glow to your skin. Despite the fact it had almost been a year since you fell into that bioluminescent pool, you still glowed in the dark. 

“Don’t worry she’ll be alright,” Kix pressed his hand against Rex’s shoulder, “took out quite a bit of shrapnel, fixed a few broken bones, and a perforated bowel, but she’ll be alright. Once we get them onboard the Resolute, she’ll be going straight into a bacta tank.”

Rex crumpled against the ground as soon as he knew you were safe, he was beyond exhausted from the stress and anxiety of almost losing you. Kix, simply smirked, shaking his head as they arranged for him to have a cot right beside you.

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[modounbubble]

Nice I drew something I could pose

[oneluckygoose]

Guys trust Chapter 4 IS COMING I PROMISE MY VIBE CHECK READER @zabala0z SAID IT WAS THE BEST ONE YET SO TRUST I’M GETTING OUT SOON

I’m just having too much fun writing James and Dorcas and like, both their POVs are already 5k like I’m drowning in words.

I promise It’s actually done I just need to get it onto Ao3 and I’m so so so tired (genuinely got abso-fucking-lutely swamped with real life stuff) but I swear soon guys. Soon. Tonight. Tomorrow night. A night or so. Actually help me I’m gonna go to sleep now. (It’s over 10k btw)

[saltburn-bi]

Mammal (2016) spoilers but. here's barry getting his ass beat (calling someone a faggot, bloody mouth, grunting noises) and then getting hugged about it (you see his fucked up back and its Tender)

[thedeadthree]

HEHEHEHE. (not technically wip day thing but a wip!! <3)

[onlyoneofeachofme]

peter kenny did a lot of things right with the witcher audiobooks but the man is pronouncing nimue wrong in lady of the lake and it is KILLING me

[vellichorsdesire]

the only way to win an argument against me is to tell me my f/o loves me because i’ll just explode into a million bits on the spot

[imabeautifulbutterfly]

If you are still doing your followers celebration I got something for you 😉

To me this fits the Clones so well. There is so many pairs you could do of brothers being there for brothers (I'm talking strictly brother like, not clone shipping).... Like Rex/Cody, Fox/Thorn, Rex/Cody/Wolffe.... Anyways my ask is for you to take this song and do whatever you want with it, with whatever clones you feel this fits to make a brotherhood kinda story of your dreams lol. If you're up for something like that. 💙💙

Thank you @callsign-denmark for such a brilliant request.

I hope I did this song justice: Brotherhood by Miza, Rosendale.

It was such an emotional song, and maybe that's just me, but it really felt emotional.

I apologize for the delay in posting, things got hectic, this week. Like really crazy. I apologize.

Love oo,

Brotherhood

Warnings: Following Umbara arc, mentions of deaths, trauma, grief, pain, guilt, survivor's guilt, I think that's it, if I miss anything please let me know.

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Kix sat on a cargo crate in the hangar, his face in his hands, as he tried to come to terms with everything that happened, with the betrayal of a Jedi, the loss of one of Hardcase, the loss of so many men. 

A shuddering breath escaped from his lips, as he tried not to let anyone notice the tears that were sliding down his face. His eyes shifted from the pile of armour in front of him, slowly focusing on the bodies of his fallen brothers he’d been unable to save. 

No one realized or really knew the sort of toll it took on him knowing he failed them. No matter how hard he tried, how he used all his might to save each and every single one of his brothers, only to fail them, one by one. 

To save so few in comparison to the ones he lost was an overwhelming feeling of defeat and loss. 

Life wasn’t fair, most of the men who lay there with a nondescript sheet over there, hadn’t even been able to live. Most were shinies, never even having a chance to step foot in 79’s or learning how connected you could feel to someone who wasn’t even your brother, simply by holding that special person in their arms. They’d been bred to fight and to die, that’s all they’d known. 

Every one of those men, who were now lying on the cold durasteel floor not even ten feet from where Kix sat, learned only one thing from the moment they were brought out of the growth chambers to the moment of their death: what it was to feel pain. Pain from training, pain from fighting, pain from seeing their brothers die, pain from not eating enough, pain from not sleeping enough. Everyday was pain for them, up until the moment of their deaths. 

Kix took in a shuddering breath once again as he rubbed his eyes, fighting back the tears that were so desperate to escape. 

Jesse had been watching his vod for a few minutes, he could see the turmoil radiating off him, he slowly walked over, taking a seat beside him wrapping his arm around Kix as he pulled him into his side.

“It’s not your fault, vod.” 

Kix didn’t respond to Jesse’s statement, simply wiping his tears as Jesse continued.

“None of the lives lost was your fault.”

“It was my job to save them.”

“It was your job to try your best, and I know you, vod, you always do your best.”

Kix broke down in Jesse’s arms, unable to hold back the unending upheaval inside of him. 

Rex watched from afar, his heart breaking for his vod. Kix didn’t deserve to suffer, he didn’t deserve to have feelings of guilt for the loss of his brothers. 

It wasn’t Kix’s fault. 

It was his own fault. At least that’s what he kept telling himself.  

After all, as Captain, he was the one responsible for sending his men out, all those men’s deaths, all the pain and suffering Kix was dealing with, what all his brothers were dealing with, this was all on him. 

He headed towards his office, paying his respects to his fallen brothers. He simply wanted the confines of his office, he didn’t want to be reminded of more deaths he could be responsible for; every single one of his vode’s faces he looked held the possibility of death in the near future. 

He was near his office when he ran into Fives. It still stung seeing Fives without Echo, and now he lost Hardcase too. It was just too much, it was all too much. 

Fives could see Rex was struggling, he stood in front of him preventing him from moving on. He knew his ori’vod well enough to know he’d never actually discuss what was wrong, but the least he could do was try to get him to open up. 

“Rex, you okay?” 

“Why wouldn’t I be?” Rex took in a deep breath, before he even had the strength to look at Fives in the eye. 

“Come on vod, it’s written all over your face. Talk to me.”

Rex propped himself against the hallway, rubbing the back of his neck as he leaned against the cold steel wall, hoping it would somehow give him the strength to talk. He leaned his head back looking at the ceiling, noticing how meticulous those cleaning droids could be, even cleaning the ceiling. He closed his eyes and for some reason he couldn’t explain, his mouth just started moving. 

“I’ve lost so many good men, Fives. And each one of those men died, because they were following my orders. Not anyone else’s. Mine.”

“Rex…” 

He simply shook his head, he didn’t want to hear it right now from Fives, it was taking all his strength to just do his best to keep the tears back as he continued talking.  

“I’ve been in so many skirmishes, but I still remember each one of my brother’s faces and number. Bellow, those lost in the battle Hisseenian and Christophsis, Hevy, Flash, Cameron, Lucky, Denal, Koho, Buzz, Gearshift, Redeye, Mixer, Hawkeye, Kosmos, Charger, Longshot, Echo …” his voice trembled, there’d been so many deaths and he was responsible for each one. How many more could he bear, and now with how devastating Umbara had been. His hands trembled as he wiped a tear. 

Fives gripped his shoulder, it wasn’t the Captain’s fault, he knew that and somewhere in the back of Rex’s mind, he’d known that too. Fives took a deep breath and offered the only consolation he could think of. 

“We’ve all lost brothers, Rex. We’re all grieving, and feeling guilty for not being the ones lying on the floor beside them.”

“It’s more than that,” Rex shifted his head and looked at his brother, “I’m responsible, you  - - you didn’t send them to their deaths. I did. All those lives lost … because of me. Because I failed.”

“That wasn’t you. None of this is your fault. You weren’t responsible for their deaths. You were following orders. At the end of the day, we’re all just following orders, vod.”

Rex scoffed “To our deaths.”

Fives nodded in agreement, as he squeezed Rex’s shoulder, “At least we’ll meet it together then.”

Rex chuckled as he looked at Fives and nodded, “True. Alright, Fives. Off with you.” He motioned with his head down the hall, the overwhelming emotions finally simmering back down below the surface, “I’m sure you have somewhere to be.”

“Yes, sir.” Fives saluted and carried on his way, hoping at the very least he gave his brother some comfort. 

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[keeps-ache]

gonna keep it shmoovin man

[crusaderce]

Its quiet times like this when I remember amusing facts about crowley, mostly portioning to his backstory as a human. Like? This man was an absolute monster on a battlefield, and mind you this guy was like early 20s during the crusade, so was probably battling in his teens as well. Absolute monster unit that when their commander died, everyone turned to Crowley to get everyone out alive ( of course no one could've predicted a vampire had other ideas ) - he was in a skill class on his own basically. Dude also comes from nobility, like he is the third son of a noble ( which is why he knew how to read and write )- he even mentioned his father and brothers only once, more on his father than anything. And despite this all, he was still quite a humble individual. Living up to the code and everything of what it takes to be a crusader ( this dude literally was refusing woman and beer when his entire team was indulging ) even his best friend at the time was teasing him and calling him a virgin. He even scolds Jose when he talks ill to a prostitute! If anyone reads Demon Slayer, he is the Akaza of Owari no Seraph basically.

And lets not get into the fact when he retired from a life of fighting, he was still training children ( mostly to pay back for living in the town he was )- and this man basically rocks himself to sleep on a broken chair and suffers from ptsd with everything that had happened. This man watched his entire squad get completely killed by a singular man ( aka a vampire ) and was the only one left alive in that squad ( the rest of them die due to ferid later fuck ferid )- he basically is an older brother figure to Jose, and then turned father figure towards Marlon ( who is an orphaned child of a town that was destroyed by a vampire seemingly aka probably ferid I gotta read the Novel again )

Not to mention that when Ferid breaks every bone in his body, this man still tries to move and stop Ferid for the sheer fear of Ferid killing all his comrades- and the first thing he does when turning into a vampire? Ignores the free meal ( his dead teammates ) and goes straight into hunting down Ferid, only said to say when he eventually finds him years later he has become numb to emotions to where he found himself not sure why he was doing it anymore. And to finish it off, Crowley even broadly admits himself that he has killed more humans in his time as a crusader than he has done actually being a vampire. This points at a few things, Crowley doesn't seem to be the type to kill his victims/prey- and when the world went to shit, he seemed more of 'taking hostages' alive sorta person. Seen with the scene of Guren and Shinoa Squad going to Nagoya. Crowley is just a super interesting character and he always has been.

[koushirouizumi]

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[ilivelaughlovewopr]

DUDES!!!!! take a look at this beautiful model

SO COOL!!!!!!!! I'm probably super late to posting this model here but OMG!!!!!

there's more pictures on the site. so cool!!!! and finally gives me some easy references for when I draw him XD

[bringmygunplatolife]

[mondaymelon]

happy spoopy day guys!!

its snowing where i live. we were promised six fucking inches ohhh what the fuck. well im back. i couldnt physically feel anything in my fingers for the past. i dont know. four hours or so.

we silly tho. we bopping. we all good

anyways eat well tonight loves