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I was in a haunted house with a big group of friends and a gravedigger grabbed me and dragged me over to a collection of graves hanging on a wall.

Gravedigger (while holding me close to her in a screaming creepy voice): You’re veryyy pretty

She grabbed my face and scraped her nails down my cheek

Me (flattered): Awww thank you!

Gravedigger: …I’ll save the prettiest grave for you!

She then shoved me back into my group and chased us out of her area with the rest of the actors

I like haunted houses in theory BUT I have no idea how to react when the actors speak to you. They ask me a question and I just… answer it…

The scariest part of a haunted house is the unscripted social interaction.

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In the clone wars episode The Gathering (S5 E6) each of the younglings learns a lesson.

Byph: learns courage

Ganodi: learns hope

Gungi: learns patience

Zatt: learns to trust himself

Katooni: learns confidence

Petro: learns selflessness

I think that the lessons the younglings learned in the temple is connected to their final acts before they died.

Byph learned to be brave so that when Order 66 started, he could stand up and fight against the troopers instead of hiding and letting his friends die for him.

Ganodi learned hope which she gave to the young ones as she told them that help was coming.

Zatt learned to trust himself instead of technology, even when he got an alert on his com from General Skywalker that it was safe to come out.

Katooni was confident enough to lead groups of fighters into battle so that others could escape.

Petro learned selflessness, so that when the time came, he threw himself over youngling to save them from the gunshot.

Gungi learned to be patient, so that he would be okay with waiting. He has to wait to several hundred years to join the Jedi Order again. He had to wait to die, just like his friends did.

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the day before i broke up with my girlfriend i asked her what song i was. i expected her to give me a song that related to me, but instead she gave me songs that were all love songs. none of them related to me in any way, they were just about being in love. then she asked me the same question. the songs I gave her were songs that i thought fit her. songs that i could see her relating too. songs that i thought were written for her.

in the end of our relationship i realized she saw me as someone to love and not as an actual person. she saw me as nothing but a lover and i saw her as way too much more.

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sprite from eternals is steve if the MCU acknowledged the fact that steve and bucky were in love. elaboration is not necessary.

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im sorry but hating Sprite from Eternals is honestly a really big red flag for me. honestly almost all of you would do the same thing for Ikaris and you fucking know it. the only reason you don’t like her is because she’s actually relatable to the fans falling in love with the characters they can never have.

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i have concluded that the perfect murder is not murdering. you can’t prove i did anything because i didn’t fucking do it jeff.

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That’s just how Fives is.

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Hey guys! I’ve dabbled a little in writing Clone Wars content on here and in other writing sites so I can now say that requests are open! You can request anything that follows these guidelines:

-No giant age gaps

-No Master/Apprentice

-I will write smut but will not include anything I am uncomfortable with.

I will be doing:

- X Reader

- Ships

- Platonic

- Headcanons

- Drabbles

That being said this is completely free and I just need ideas! Have a great day!

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I just found your blog and love your stories. How about Obi-Wan turned into a tooka/loth-cat and he overheard some vod teasing Cody about his feeling for the general?

Obi-Wan will maintain to the day he dies that this situation is not his fault. Maybe he shouldn’t have touched the stone, but Tracker knocked it off the pedestal so what was he supposed to do? If he’d let it break maybe they would all be in the situation he’s in.

You see, Obi-Wan Kenobi has been transformed into a tooka. A tiny subspecies of tooka in fact, putting him significantly closer to the ground than usual. (Shut up, Anakin).

Tracker had scooped him out of his robes and carried him on his shoulder, all the way back to base. Though he’d never admit it, it was kind of nice. Tracker was warm.

He’d been poked and prodded for hours, until eventually Helix (reluctantly) had to declare him perfectly healthy. Cody had dropped him off in his quarters with strict instructions to stay there. And he had! But after two hours of silence, unable to do anything but lie where Cody left him he’s fed up. It doesn’t take much effort to scrabble his way up the wall and into the vent.

He doesn’t mean to end up over the rec room, but it’s a little hard to navigate as a tooka. He plans on moving on, letting the men have their privacy, but then he hears Boil’s voice.

“How’s it feel to have a crush on a tooka, Commander?”

“Shut the fuck up,” Cody growls.

Who are they talking about? The Commander couldn’t have a crush on an actual tooka, right? And surely they’re not talking about… him?

“And you say we’re the kinky ones, huh,” Waxer pipes up, “But-”

“I just told you to shut up,” Cody says, his Force signature swirling with embaressment and indignation.

“Aw, come on Commander,” another voice grumbles, “You never let us have any fun.”

“Because,” Cody’s voice is dry, “Your fun is always making fun of me.”

“Where is the General, anyway?” Boil asks.

Cody sighs heavily, “I left him in his quarters.”

“Ten credits says he’s broken out by now,” someone snickers, and another brother wacks him on the back of the head.

Obi-Wan wishes he hadn’t broken out, because he can only handle so many crisis’s in one day. Being turned into a tooka was enough without having to confront the fact that his commander apparently likes him back.

“He’s so cute,” Waxer whines dramatically, “I mean, he’s always cute but as a tooka? His little face when Helix was prodding him! I wish I’d taken a holo.”

“I don’t know how Tracker survived, carrying him all that way. He fell asleep on his shoulder! Can you imagine the pressure of having the general, who never rests, fall asleep on your shoudler? I would simply combust.”

Cody groans, “All of you, just shut up. I had to watch him curl up on his pillow and glare at me for ordering him to stay there.”

There’s a snort, “Poor Cody, having his crush right there as a tooka and not even being able to cuddle him.”

If he wasn’t a tooka, he’d be blushing. As it is, he flicks his ears down to cover his face. Why does Cody cuddling him sound so good? He could curl up on his chest, and feel his heartbeat while he slept…

No, he tells himself sternly, stop it. 

The conversation below him continues, talking about how cute he is. The faces he makes as a tooka. The way he curled into a ball in the medbay. Obi-Wan slips and slides his way back to his quarters, burrows under his pillow and decides he will be staying here for the rest of his life.

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When Obi-Wan wakes up, he notices three things. One, he’s still a tooka. Two, he’s not longer under his pillow. And three, he’s lying on top of someone.

That someone smells like engine oil, grease and smoke. It’s Anakin.

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reblog the money maul to bring good luck

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I WAS RIGHT! I WAS RIGHT! DARCY WAS SUCKED IN AND I BET YOU THAT WILL BE A PART OF HER OUTFIT!!!!

Character posters for Darcy Lewis and Jimmy Woo in “WandaVision”

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WAIT WAIT WAIT WAIT- IM NOT THE ONLY ONE SEEING THE 90’S OUTFIT FOR JIMMY IN THE TV SCREENS RIGHT???? IS JIMMY GONNA BE SUCKED INTO WESTVIEW-

Character posters for Darcy Lewis and Jimmy Woo in “WandaVision”

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ITS THE FIRST POST MAKE A WISH YOU MENTALLY UNSTABLE CHILDREN-

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for the last god damm time if i look like absolute dog shit it’s because i am personally in charge of 10 peoples (not including myself’s) mental and physical beings. they will literally die if i even think of doing something away from my phone. you leave to go play a sport? hey guess what 3 of them ate soap! you go to the bathroom without your phone? surprise! now they are unloading all their trauma onto eachother in an attempt to make you answer them!

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I think everyone forgot that Lily had a choice and she chose James-

if you ship snily (severus+lily) rather than jily (james+lily), or are debating on it, here’s a reminder that:

when lily rejected james for being mean and immature, he grew up and stopped bullying people for fun.

when lily rejected severus for using racial slurs, he joined a racist terrorist group.

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Crosshair x Female!Reader

Prompt 32: “You’re blushing” from this prompt list:

https://ships4you.tumblr.com/post/155331948325/prompt-list

Y/N hated long missions.

Especially when she constantly wore her Mandolorian armor and was chased by savages for 14 days straight. Not to mention being around 5 smelly men.

Being neutral in the war was to boring, but now she was starting to think she should’ve gone with the separatists.

These Di'kuts ran straight into danger without a second glance or even a plan.

She couldn’t wait until she got to the civi barracks to get a shower. Even if the water would be krifing freezing.

“Hey Owl Lady!” The explosive one bellowed.

She groans.

“For the last time I’m not a Nite Owl anymore. My name is Y/N.”

“Well Owl Lady you were one so that means your still an Owl Lady!”

“Whatever.”

The little guy (Tech?) shoved his brother.

“Stop annoying the first person who hasn’t tried to kill us after they met us.” He muttered.

“I can’t say I didn’t want to kill all of you.” Y/N says crossing her arms still pisssed off at the mission.

“Aww come on! Are we really that bad?” Sergeant Hunter calls from the other side of the ship.

Y/N raises an eyebrow under her helmet.

“That one tried to blow us up at least twice.” Y/N says pointing at the guy now playing with a grenade.

“He hasn’t said a word yet.” Y/N points to the quiet guy chewing on some plant.

“He’s said too many words.” Y/N points at the only smart one.

“And robot man is always really god damm sad for no reason.” Y/N gestures at the sad guy who had cried at least twice about someone named ‘Fives’.

“And you’ve pulled rank more than Bo Kayan when she’s drunk.” Y/N points at the Sergeant.

“Well-“ Hunter starts trying to defend his squad.

“You haven’t taken your helmet off.” The quite guy in the back states.

“What?” Y/N asks. He didn’t seem aggressive like the rest of them.

“Your flaw is your helmet. Tech talks a lot because of his ADHD. Hunter pulls rank because he wants to be seen. Wrecker blows stuff up because he’s a pyromaniac. Echo is sad because he lost his squad. I am quiet because I observe. You haven’t taken your helmet off. Why?”

“I don’t think you need to see my face. I’m never going on a mission with you all again.” Y/N says flatly holding her ground.

“Than what will it hurt?”

Y/N sighs and gives in.

Her hands pull of her helmet with ease and she pushes her hair out of her face once it falls down.

Her hair goes down to her shoulders in an elaborate messy braid and a few strands of hair insist on falling over her eyes. She has strong facial features and a prominent scar running down her right cheek.

Y/N looks at Crosshair nonchalantly.

The squad gapes at her.

“Happy?” She says easily putting her helmet back on.

Her only answer was a quite “Hmph.”

Turns out Crosshair does not like to be wrong about his enemies. Or maybe he doesn’t like to fall for his enemies.

Y/N slides out of the ship gracefully when it lands.

“Hey Quiet Guy!”

Crosshair turns around to glare at her.

“You were blushing!” She yells and then jokingly flips their squad off.

As the ship flys away Crosshair thinks about what she said. As if.