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me when im on "x reader tag" looking for fics at 3 am BUT all i find is memes and all the funny posts under the world EXCEPT the fics abt the character :

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Ahhhhh Hey y'all! So I just did a big restock on all of my lanyard keychains! These are one of your favorite items that I make, so I'm thrilled to have everything in stock again! So here is everything. I'm going to drop the aurebesh translations on the ones with Aurebesh or Domabesh in them below the images, because I know that's helpful to folks! Shop is here.

Starting off with some droids!

(I'm actually low on CB-23 and the Aphra droids, so grab those now!)

And moving on to your faves, the clone troopers!

more below the cut!

What other clones do we need?

And Star Wars Rebels!

These are also some of your faves!

Prequels and Clone Wars Era!

The Naboo Handmaidens/Amidalans lanyard says "We are brave, your highness" in Aurebesh

Sith things and into the High Republic and Acolyte Eras!

The lanyard on the High Republic keychain says "for light and life" in Dishabesh

Rogue One! My favorite!

The Domabesh on the Jyn Erso lanyard says "I Rebel" and on the Bodhi Rook lanyard it says "I'm the Pilot."

VILLAAAAAAINS:

The Vader/Anakin lanyard says "peace · freedom · justice · security" in Aurebesh.

The Morgan Elsbeth keychain says "my anger gives me strength" in Aurebesh and the Kylo Ren keychain said "Blow that peice of junk out of the sky."

And Kay Vess. Because she's wonderful.

Hope you love these! I have some new Andor and Acolyte (!!!!) (I know!!!!) lanyards keychains coming soon as well as a Skeleton Crew one! And if you like these, I have long lanyards available for most of the designs. Let me know what else you'd like to see! I have some new Andor and Acolyte (!!!!) (I know!!!!) lanyards keychains coming soon as well as a Skeleton Crew one! And if you like these, I have long lanyards available for most of the designs. Let me know what else you'd like to see! Shop is here. Love y'all!

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it’s just hard not to think about the fact that in 1915, JRR Tolkien went to war not with but certainly in the same army and many of the same battles as his 3 best school friends, all nicely upper class young men who had never known much loss, and only he and one other came back alive - and a couple decades later, he wrote a book in which 3 nicely upper class young men (and one very excellent gardener) who have never known much loss go to war together, or at least they start out together, and they all come home alive. (Though one cannot bear it, and does not stay.)

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Catch a Falling Star Masterlist

Characters: CastielXReader ft. Sam and Dean Winchester and Crowley

Word Count: 20575

Summary: A Soulmate AU mini-series. What if angels didn’t end up just anywhere when they are banished by sigils…what if sometimes they end up exactly where they need to be? Turns out you are Castiel’s grounding stone, and it’s more complicated than either of you realizes. Humor, angst, fluff, mild smut, with themes of hurt/comfort, protectiveness, reunion, and a plot twist no one saw coming.

Part 1   Part 2   Part 3   

Part 4   Part 5   Part 6  

Part 7   Part 8   Epilogue

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Rehab For An Angel, pt.1

A/N: I know it has been forever since I’ve posted, and I’m so sorry! Life gets really busy and sometimes writing has to take a backseat. 13x13 lit a new fire under my butt, though, so a disclaimer before you read this fic: Go watch season 13 up to this point! (Or at least 13x13!) I’ve already got this fic mostly completed, so I’ll be posting a chapter per day until it’s finished. Enjoy, dearies! I love feedback!

Read me on AO3: http://archiveofourown.org/works/13687962/chapters/31440003

Part 2

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It had been three years since you’d seen the Winchester brothers. You checked in with them now and again, they called you for advice, that sort of thing. As far as being in their presence…it had been quite some time. It hadn’t always been that way. Once, the three of you were the best of friends. You hunted with them regularly. Bobby had taken you in, same as he had with them, once your mother had died. When she died, you’d had no one. Bobby offered you another chance at family, and you had taken it. Through him you’d met the Winchesters, who became as close as brothers to you. You began hunting with them more and more often. You were dragged deeper and deeper into their world, becoming entwined in matters you could barely wrap your head around. It was through them and your involvement in their life that you’d first met Gabriel.

He was a dick. Such a dick. And yet…there was something about him. Being around him made you groan and roll your eyes, but there was something enticing about it. About him. Once he revealed himself for who he was beyond the Trickster, he had begun spending more time with the three (four whenever Cas was around) of you, stepping up to help with his family apocalypse drama. It was during this time you’d begun to see a new side of him, a deeper, more complex side. You began to crave the moments where he showed this part of him, the part that openly expressed emotion, such a human-like quality, obviously a trait he had picked up from the centuries of living among them. He seemed to relax more around you, becoming light-hearted and almost flirty when you were alone together. It became easier for him to make you smile and you didn’t realize you’d fallen in love with the archangel until you were already in too deep.

At times, you’d swear he knew. He would make an offhand comment, or express small, hidden sentiments such as a piece of candy on your pillow or a flower where he knew you’d find it. You’d war with yourself as to whether it was a wise idea or not to confront the situation and the tension between the two of you.

Lucifer decided for you.

The day he died, he took a piece of you with him. It felt like your heart had been ripped from your chest and you were falling to your knees in despair as you watched the blade sink deep into his chest. His head turned slightly at the last moment, his eyes catching yours, before they shone the brightest, most devastating blue you’d ever seen and he sunk to the ground, lifeless. You hadn’t realized you were screaming until you felt your vocal cords beginning to tear from the exertion. Whatever happened next was a blur because the only thing that mattered was the ashen markings of his wings, once golden and majestic, burned into the floor and no matter how hard you clutched his body or screamed his name, he wasn’t coming back, and all of the missed opportunities were crashing around inside your skull with the knowledge that he died not knowing how much you loved him.

The next few months were hollow. The world was devoid of color. Food had no taste and you had no desire to eat it. Your memories of bouncing with the boys from motel to motel were spotty. Somewhere in that time you’d discovered the bunker. It was a blessing and a curse. It gave you your own, private space. You hadn’t had a room of your own since you were a child. It also made life stagnant, and you less likely to leave your self-imposed prison. If it weren’t for Castiel explaining that humans and angels don’t go to the same place after death, you may have been content to let yourself waste away.

Ironically enough, it was Bobby dying that woke you up. The heartbreak at his death was nothing compared to Gabriel’s and you felt so, so guilty. Gabriel you had known for all of two years. Bobby you had known, loved, been loved by the way a father loves his daughter, and yet his death hardly compared to the devastation you’d felt when Gabriel had died and it simply wasn’t fair to Bobby. In a misplaced strive for atonement, you threw yourself into hunting, to the concern of the other three members of Team Free Will. More often they would wake to a note from you explaining you’d be home soon, you’d found a case and were taking care of it by yourself. You began staying away longer and longer. You’d check in with them every few days, but the days turned into weeks away until eventually you packed and left with barely a goodbye and a promise to call.

That was six years ago. You made good on your promise to keep in touch, but you hadn’t met up with them in almost three years. They seemed to understand that being alone was what you needed, so they hadn’t interfered. Which was why the conversation you’d had this afternoon with Dean was so confusing.

“Y/N, we need you here. I know you’re doing your own thing right now but this is big.”

“Why do you need me there? I’m perfectly capable of digging for lore on my own and calling you like I usually do. Besides, the bunker has more resources than I could probably find on whatever you need anyway.”

“It’s not like that this time. Look, it’s complicated, and it’s not something I really think can be explained on the phone. Where are you right now, anyway?”

“Milwaukee.”

“See you in twelve hours.”

He’d hung up on you then, assuming he’d hooked you well enough into coming back, the confident bastard. You huffed as you gripped your steering wheel, annoyed that he still knew you so well after all these years. You’d driven almost through the night, stopping briefly to nap in your car for an hour or two. The area was becoming more and more familiar, you knew you weren’t more than an hour away now.

In no time, you were pulling up outside the bunker. Dean was leaning against the door, obviously waiting for you.

“About time,” he called out to you as you closed the door of your mustang.

“Dude, I had to sleep at some point,” you countered. You threw your bag over your shoulder and strode toward him.

He let out a low whistle.

“I’m liking the new look, Felicity.”

You rolled your eyes and he pulled you into a hug. In the years you’d been away you’d gone through some dramatic identity changes, which included chopping off most of your hair and a few new tattoos.

“Bite me, Winchester,” you snapped playfully, and he chuckled. More seriously, you added, “so what’s got your panties in a wad so bad you need me here to untangle them?”

You didn’t expect the mood to change so dramatically, but as he released you from the hug his gaze had grown a stony look to it and his shoulders had visibly tensed. He opened his mouth once, twice, three times to speak. You’d never seen him this disturbed, and it was making you anxious.

“Look, Y/N. I’m gonna be honest with you. There’s some of it I can explain, but there’s a lot of it I can only show you. It’s…well it’s more than complicated. Sam didn’t think I should call you. He thinks it’s better that you don’t know about it. You have a right to know, though.”

“Does Sam even know I’m here?”

“…no. No he doesn’t.”

You sucked in a breath, your nerves were beginning to vibrate from the anxiety and the palpable tension of the subject you barely knew anything about. You were curious, but you were also becoming frightened.

“Let’s get this over with, then,” you stated, and marched toward the door.

You opened the door to the bunker and called out a cheery “Honey, I’m home!” Which caught the attention of the tall brunette down below, who looked up at you with an interesting mix of surprise and anger, although you were fairly certain the latter wasn’t directed toward you. You reached the bottom of the stairs and Sam cooled his expression into one of fondness, enveloping you into a hug with a halfhearted “hey, Y/N. It’s good to see you.” You didn’t miss the pointed look over your shoulder at Dean he threw. You were becoming antsy with anticipation over whatever secret they were keeping from you.

You pulled away from Sam and looked between him and his brother. With a poignant look at Sam, you said, “look, I gather you’re not entirely happy to see me here, but I’m also figuring it’s more of a desire to protect me from something than a fear I’ll fuck it up. While I love that about you, Sammy,” you saw his jaw twitch at the nickname, you were the only one he allowed to call him that besides Dean, “if whatever big, incredible thing that’s happened involves me, I have a right to know. However,” you looked toward Dean, “whatever it is is going to have to wait a bit. I’m exhausted, so I’m going to go lie down and have a nap and probably a shower, first, mmmkay?” The older brother nodded, conceding to the reasonable request.

Hoisting your bag once again over your shoulder, you made your way toward your room. You were remembering how strangely comfortable your bed in the bunker always was and with every step, a nap in the aforementioned bed was calling your name louder and louder. However…it had been six years since you’d lived here. Was your old bedroom the third or fourth door on this hall..? Oh, who cares, they’re all bedrooms, you’d find the right room another time, you just wanted to sleep.

The boys watched you walk toward your room. They saw you hesitate between the third and fourth doors in the hallway. Yours was the third door, but they didn’t realize the danger and call out to you in time before you opened the door to the fourth room.

Your hand twisted the knob and pushed the door in. You vaguely registered the boys calling your name in alarm, but your attention was drawn to the strange man sitting facing the wall on the bed in this room. You heard the Winchester’s feet running toward you, but they didn’t reach you before the man turned his head toward the door, alerted by the sound of it opening. Your bag fell to the floor and all of the air left your body as your eyes met the whiskey colored ones ten feet away from you. For three seconds, your eyes met, and you saw the haunted look behind them, the vague recognition, before Sam reached you and closed the door.

You were motionless. Speechless. Your eyes turned to Sam’s, pleading silently for him to tell you what you saw–who you saw–wasn’t what you thought. Sam’s eyes were full of apology.

“Y/N I’m so sorry, we should have warned you, this isn’t how we wanted you to find out–”

The air came back into your body in a huge gasp, along with the feeling in your legs. You ran.

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SEBASTIAN STAN as BUCKY BARNES CAPTAIN AMERICA: THE WINTER SOLDIER (2014) dir. Joe & Anthony Russo

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"Most of the intelligence community doesn't believe he exists, the ones who do call him the Winter Soldier." Natasha Romanoff/Black Widow (Captain America: The Winter Soldier/2014)

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{Leonard H. McCoy - aesthetic}

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i was at 2,011 followers last week. went through my blog and blocked so many porn bots & blank blogs, I'm back down to 1,963 and I'm still on the verge of going back for a second round of mass deleting.

please, if y'all are going to migrate to Tumblr dot com, put some effort into reblogging things that you enjoy on here. this isn't TikTok, or Instagram. we don't get paid to have silent followers. we don't get paid for anything on this site, really.

if y'all want 'content' and new fics to read or art to see, reblogging is the way to do it on this website. there is no such thing as 'fans' this isn't your typical social media. it's a site for blogging. it's a site for the weirdos who obsess over mundane things.

interactions with others are what keeps this hellsite from turning into Facebook or IG, or twitter. please for the love of God, do not treat this sanctuary like every other social media platform.

ETA: the people liking this without reblogging are proving my point. LOL

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I think one of the best and unintentionally funniest worldbuilding aspects in Star Wars is the reasoning of why did Bail and Breha adopt Leia instead of having their own children. Leia is first established as the princess of Alderaan before she is written to be Luke's sister. So now we need to figure out how she got to Alderaan. She was adopted because she needed to be hidden and separated from her brother. Bail was placed there to be one of the only people who knew so there would be a reason why it was them who got her. They specifically wanted a daughter. Why? Because Alderaan is a matriarchal society, so they needed a princess. Why didn't the Queen and her husband have biological children? Because they can't. Why? Because the Queen can't have kids. Why? Because she got injured as a teenager and got her internal organs replaced and her body can't handle a pregnancy. How did she get injured so badly? She fell off of a mountain. How did that happen? She was climbing it. Why was the future Queen climbing a mountain in the first place? Because she needed to go through three challenges in order to inherit the throne and one of them required her to go through something physically impressive. Why? Because before that they just held a Battle Royale for all the heirs and the one left alive got the throne and they at some point figured out that maybe they shouldn't be doing that, actually. Oh, okay.

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where would we be without tag wranglers. this links to ‘not canon compliant’. ao3 volunteers i am kissing you on the lips

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"holy shit they finally confessed, what comes next--"

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bucky who can’t quite seem to get over the fact he can pick up mjolnir even though it’s been a good three months since the first time he accidentally plucked it from the ground in avenger’s tower. the hammer itself always seems to be in the most random of places and bucky will walk over to it whenever the opportunity comes along and look around to make sure no one is watching before picking it up again as it expecting one day that he won’t be able to lift it again. except every time it comes off the ground without hesitation and he grins like an absolute idiot because it means more to him than it probably should just that mjolnir deems him worthy at all so that must mean there’s something good about him, right?

and of course tony eventually asks why thor leaves his hammer just sitting around the place and thor simply smiles and says, “because it helps where i cannot.”

and nobody knows exactly what he means by that

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REBLOG POSTS❗❗ COMMENT ON FICS❗❗COMPLIMENT FANART ❗❗LEAVE LITTLE NOTES IN THE TAGS❗❗ BOOKMARK FICS YOU LIKE❗❗ TELL AUTHORS WHAT YOU LIKED ABOUT THEIR FICS❗❗COMMENT ON DECADE OLD FICS ❗❗ADD YOUR OWN ANALYSIS IN LONG POSTS❗❗ENGAGE❗❗ INTERACT❗❗ BUILD A COMMUNITY ❗❗

While people don't post for engagement, it certainly doesn't do any harm..

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SEBASTIAN STAN as BUCKY BARNES CAPTAIN AMERICA: CIVIL WAR (2016) Dir. Anthony & Joe Russo

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Amazing Fantasy #1000 (2022)

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EWAN McGREGOR Star Wars The Complete Saga DVD - Bonus features