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I want Captain Rex to do unspeakable things to me(hold my face gently and kiss my forehead). I want him to absolutely wreck me(hold my hand). I am such a slut.

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Let’s Talk About This.

So. I’ve been pondering this for awhile now. And I have thoughts (Not t h o t s though they do happen).

Yes, the smile is handsome™ and yes this is one of my favorite screencaps of Crosshair, blah blah blah.

But I’m not here to talk about how attractive he looks.

Let’s refresh on the context:

It’s a seemingly dire situation. Gathered in the vicinity of a burning ship, in which Commander Cody is completely trapped underneath, it’s fair to say tension runs pretty high.

Yet Crosshair is smiling.

No, it’s not because he’s a cold-hearted asshole who is thrilled about the stress factor. It’s not that he’s smiling at the way Cody is caught in an extremely hazardous situation, with the state of his health worrisomely unknown by that point.

He’s smiling because it’s Wrecker who’s handling the situation (Literally).

It’s Wrecker who’s getting him out.

He’s smiling because Wrecker’s got this. Because Wrecker, in all his brawny goodness, has done this a hundred times over. Because Wrecker would charge into fire and brimstone for people and has.

Crosshair is not worried for Wrecker. Not worried for Cody, or Tech and Hunter, or the Regs even.

Because Wrecker’s got this.

And so Crosshair allows himself a smile.

Not a sarcastic, or a demeaning, or a malicious smile.

A proud smile.

That’s a proud man right there.

He’s proud of his brother.

Look, I mean really look. His eyes are soft as he watches, his face is relaxed, and he’s seemingly zoned out a bit, lost in his own little moment of reverence and total adoration for his brother.

And that, my friends, is the most attractive thing about this; about Crosshair. His support and faith in his brothers is so inherent. He is a troubled man who doesn’t appear secure in much, but he is secure in them; their dynamics and capabilities and who they are as individuals. I look at this and rewatch this scene and I just think it’s really beautiful, all of it.

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Love how clone wars was like:

"Here's different kinds of aliens with magic powers!"

And we all looked around and said:

"We would prefer the identical human men who have no ability besides being badass and depressed."

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my favorite part in attack of the clones is when obi-wan just fucks off to play space nancy drew on Clone Rain Planet with the alarming giraffe-necked aliens and swans in like “HELLO IT’S ME, the jedi who definitely… … was here before and probably, uh, spoke to you, and stuff” and theyre like “ah you are here for the order” and hes like “beg pardon” and theyre like “the order of millions of identical human men?” and hes like “RIGHT YES. ABSOLUTELY I AM HERE FOR THE ORDER OF MILLIONS OF IDENTICAL HUMAN MEN”

and then later when he SNEAKS INTO A CORNER TO FUCKING… facetime yoda… like “ok so we have these millions of identical human men who were apparently suspiciously ordered for us by someone???” and yodas fucking response is just “when countless sapient lemons life gives you…….. send those lemons into intergalactic battle you must”

 and obi-wan’s like “shit man you’re so right" 

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My brain will just create new WIPs against my will, it’ll just start going, I have no say in which one I work on, in fact, WIP actually stands for Writer in Peril, help

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EWAN McGREGOR as OBI-WAN KENOBI + Star Wars: Episode III - Revenge of the Sith Letterboxd Reviews

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emails with “[AO3] Comment on _____” in the subject line give me a better dopamine rush than hard drugs ever will

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being in my 20s is like I understand more of my mother and less than i ever have. My childhood friends are strangers to me and there’s no one i know better. i want to drink wine. i never stopped wanting to climb trees. i know more than I’ve ever known before. I don’t know anything at all. i’m seven years old and sixteen and twenty nine and seventy. I can’t tell when i'm happy. I think the only thing that will make me happy is to be little again. i want to be really old. i go to the ocean and feel like nothing matters more than that. in my bedroom everything matters so much. I go to the grocery store every day. i know how to cook a lot of things but the only thing i know how to eat is fried eggs. I can take care of myself but i want to be taken care of. i want to go home and I don't know where that is. i think it may be somewhere inside of me but i’m not sure

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does anyone else completely ignore the queue option on tumblr. i’m here when i’m here

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One upside to being a writer is you can write your own comfort fic. The downside is you still have to actually write it.

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OBI - WAN K E N O B I

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I want to see people promoting their cat :(

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Here. Have kudos on that fanfic you wrote in your head while you were in the shower and never typed it out. When I recover from the brilliance of it, I’ll come back to leave a review.

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polish government has opened a website for ukrainians seeking safety and trying to cross the ukrainian-polish border:

ua.gov.pl

as of 13:10 polish time, it has been said as many people as possible will be let through the borders. they are also supposed to let through children who do not have passports, as to not divide families.