Revenge Of The Sith Is Hilarious, Imagine Getting Up One Day As A Jedi Knight Faithful To The Republic

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Nyoko tuvo que descubrir de la peor forma que había oscuros secretos detrás de su concepción. Ahora ella tendrá que luc...

Esta es mi otra historia que actualmente tiene más capítulos que el otro espero también les guste y que puedan leerla

De que sirve tener tanta variedad en diferentes plataformas cuando te vas a quedar solo con algunos tipos de pareja.

if you rb pls tag where your from and which ones you did! i live in texas and we did fire, tornado, shooter, and nuclear (there is a nuclear power plant near where i grew up and the plan was to hide under our desks and clench)

Good morning. This might be my last message from the city of Rafah. The occupation [Israel] is carrying out crazy fire. Violent belts. As you’re hearing, there are helicopters. Planes and gunfire from the vehicles. There’s a complete invasion of the city.

We don’t know what is going on in Rafah. The place that the occupation [Israel] claimed to be safe. This is happening all of a sudden; the people didn’t go out. They didn’t do anything. More than thirty targets were hit in just minutes. People were asleep. We woke up to the bombing, to the shooting from the helicopters. It was horrifying. Unacceptable. This might be my last message. Please relay it to the world.

— Hazem, journalist residing in Rafah; 02.11.2024

Rafah was Palestinians’ very last safe zone. There is quite literally nowhere else left to go. And now it’s being bombed with airstrike after airstrike.

Book 3 Alternatives: Momtara and Dadko

Toph tries to get under katara and Zuko’s skin for being so uptight and “bossy” she starts sarcastically calling them “Mom” and “Dad.”

This works to get them flustered and irritated. The rest of the gang starts in on it, too, when they don’t want to do chores. But, it backfires gloriously because while Zuko bad Katara are both easily annoyed, they also grew up with annoying (and dangerous) siblings.

The both of them realize this, which leads Zuko to offhandedly call Katara “wifey” as a sarcastic response to Toph but, Katara assumes this was intentional as revenge. Hence, she leans into it and starts calling Zuko Hubby.

More under the cut!

They fall into their roles effortlessly and start acting like an actual married couple with shared responsibilities and cheek kisses before “work” (aka Aang training.) It starts out as a joke and drives Toph nuts.

But things start to escalate, and it’s no longer just cheek kisses and pet names when Toph and the others are around. It’s a habit and leads to real kisses, which shocks everyone, including themselves, when it first happens.

Their first kiss is in front of everyone when Zuko says, “bye honey.” But instead of on the cheek, they both just instinctively have a real kiss, and everyone is silent because it takes a second for them to register what just happened. (Like that scene with Monica and Chandler from friends when he accidentally kissed Monica goodbye in front of everyone.)

They both agree not to talk about it and that it was “a one time thing” and “an accident.”

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Their second kiss is that same night before they go to bed, when they say “goodnight” with a quick peck.

At this point it keeps happening and before long everyone but them know they’re a couple.

Sokka gets great teasing material, but he also suffers from two parents instead of one.

Suki is super supportive and loves having girl talk with Katara.

Aang is heartbroken but he’ll be fine because he wants katara to be happy and Zuko is his friend.

The only one who suffers is Toph.

Oye, ¿que tal estas? ¿has comido bien? ¿has tenido buenos sueños?

A veces es mejor ofrecer consuelo en vez de usar frivolidades

Dream

Sueño... Sueño demasiado...

Muchas veces soñé con un final feliz pero ahora lo único que me preocupa es ser simplemente feliz porque si no lo soy nunca habrá final feliz...

Tus ojos son como la noche, tan infinitos para perderme en ellos.

-Yuesainte-

It’s very beatiful and sadness

Stay Alive

“Where’s the kid?!” Tony doesn’t bother keeping his voice low as he barges into the room of the medbay. Nurses murmur and try to speak to him, but all he could see was Peter. Peter lying flat on the bed, hands gripping his chest where the white bandages wrap tightly. What hurts more is that he’s not even Spider-Man. He’s just Peter Parker.

Tony doesn’t snap back until Stephen Strange steps in front of him.

“Tony, you need to calm down. You can see him but–”

“Is he going to make it?” Tony interrupts, trying to move forward but is caught by the arm.

“Tony.” Strange says in a low voice. He looks Tony dead in the eye, and he can see the apology in them. “Tony, I did everything I could, but he was already infected when he got here. His healing factor is trying to kick in, but if it doesn’t heal soon…”

Tony sucks in a shallow breath, fighting his brain, because there was no way he was watching his kid die today. No way he was watching this stupidly brave kid bleed out from a gunshot wound because he was too much of a hero. Nope. Not today.

He finally shakes Stephen off, and the multiple nurses scurry away like a flock of birds. He makes it to the hospital bed, and watches as Peter takes shallow breaths.

“Peter?” Tony coos as he takes a knee at his side. Peter stirs, groaning softly as he turns to face him.

“Tony.” Peter responds tearfully. “Tony, I didn’t–I didn’t mean–”

“Shh, Petey. I know.” Tony brushes his curls away from his face. “Save your strength, little man.”

“He–He was gonna kill that k-kid.” Peter explains, cough hashly and sucking in chipped breaths. “He was so s-scared.” Tony doesn’t know who shot his kid, but they sure as hell aren’t getting away with it.

“You did good, kid. You did so good.” Tony cups his face gently. “Just stay alive.”

Tony moved to cradle the kid’s head as he listened to the faint beeping of the heart monitor. Peter gripped Tony’s arm with cold hands, gasping tearful apologies and whimpers of pain.

“Peter!” May’s voice echoes off the walls of the room. She’s crying openly as she rushes next to Tony, holding Peter’s other hand tightly. “Peter, baby, what happened?”

Peter moves his hand to cup her face, as if it was the last thing he was ever going to see.

“May–May, I’m-I’m sorry.” He bites out, wincing.

“Oh, baby, it’s okay.” She says back, and Tony puts an arm around her. Peter pulls them both closer.

“It–It hurts. I need–need it to stop.” Peter cries. May moves up and kisses his forehead.

“Everything will be okay, baby. Just stay with us.” Her voice is clogged with tears. Tony’s start to fall.

“I love you.” Peter whispers. His voice is unusually stoical. He looks at May, then Tony. It’s meant for him too.

Time goes into slow-motion.

It feels like he’s watching from far away, but he’s right there.

His hands go limp; his left one falls from May’s face, his right goes slack in Tony’s.

His head rolls back despite Tony keeping it up-right. The beeping fades into a flat-line but it’s all white noise.

Someone is screaming. It’s May.

Someone is shouting “no.” It’s himself.

May grips her…son with such vigor, like he’s a lifeline. Goddammit, he’s all that woman had left.

People are pulling them away, and he fights so hard to keep Peter in his arms, but it’s no use. Whoever it was (Strange?) knows what they’re doing. Pepper has her arms wrapped around May, who hasn’t stopped screaming. Tony finds himself with Rhodey (when the hell did he get here?), on the floor. He can feel it in his chest that he’s shouting but he can’t hear it.

It’s all fuzz.

His boy is gone.

Quería amarte, no pude.

Me lastimaste con tu indiferencia y me hiciste darme cuenta de que debía amarme a mi antes que amarte a ti.

-Yuesainte-