I’d Rather Lie And Hide Than Be Crucified On Their Cross

Merlin: Okay, everyone. Simple question. What did we learn today?

Douxie: Do not deviate from plans.

Claire: Teamwork is the key to success.

Jim: Operational procedures are important.

Steve, in a wheelchair and covered in bandages: Pianos... are heavy.

Merlin: Oh, close enough.

Yeah mine too tbh.

“can mutuals dm you?” my mutuals can fire me from a cannon through a brick wall, looney tunes style. as long as we’re all having fun

Lazy Afternoon Inspired by this post!

By @ _paperclip5_ on instagram and @ paperclip5 on twitch!

is the world really such a terrible place? yesterday i asked if oat milk was extra and the barista said yes so i said ok just regular milk then and when she gave me my chai latte she whispered “i used oat milk ;)” doesnt that make u want to live another day?

Snippet of a Luke Skywalker x Reader story I’m writing

You were waiting for your most recent batch of soap to enter first trace when you heard the basement door open and realized Luke must be home. Sure enough footsteps sounded down the stairs and a few moments later one arm was wrapped around your waist while a hand snaked around to grip your breasts.

“Hello Angel.” Luke purred from behind.

“Luke,” you warned. “What’s my one rule for the workshop?”

“I’m not doing anything inappropriate.” Luke laughed. “Yet. I know better than to make you screw up your job.”

“Hand me a soap mold.” You say, shaking your head. “It’s entered first trace.”

Luke handed you a soap mold and you poured the mixture into it.

“So, might I ask why you’re making Christmas soaps now when they take four weeks to cure?” Luke asked.

“They’re for my Christmas in July sale.” You say, setting the soap mold on a shelf so it can cure.

“So that’s why our house smells like Christmas incarnate.” Luke chuckled, before spinning you around to kiss you.

You moaned into the kiss, wrapping your arms around his neck as he pulled you in close. Luke took the opportunity to snake his tongue into your mouth and hoist you onto the counter.

“Not in the workshop.” You gasped out when you broke apart for air.

Luke picked you up and you let out a yelp and you wrapped your legs and arms around him.

“Guess I need to take you upstairs then.” Luke grinned.

“What happened to no attachments?” You asked, nuzzling his neck.

“I’m not a Jedi. Not here, and honestly I don’t know if I’ll go back to being one.” Luke admitted. “I don’t think I could be the one to walk away.”

“We agreed that this was just temporary until your eight years here are over.” You said, furrowing your brows.

Honestly you didn’t want the time to end either, but when Luke had crashed here he’d basically been given an ultimatum. Stay for eight years as a normal civilian or be a test subject to see if they could replicate the abilities of the force in earthlings. It was an empty ultimatum if you’d ever heard one, but Luke hadn’t known that Earth didn’t even have what his galaxy considered basic robotics, let alone anything that could actually do any damage to him or his ability to the force until about a week into living here.

“Hey, don’t go there.” Luke said, “Don’t think about when the time frame is up, okay? We can talk about it more later, after the holidays. Right now I just want you.”

“Then take me to our room and have me.” You purred.

You and Luke laid in a tangle of limbs on the bed, the blankets up to your shoulders, though only draping over Luke’s waist. You hummed as you idly traced the lightning scars across his torso, meanwhile Luke was panting and wiping away tears from being overstimulated.

“Aww,” you cooed, “is my poor baby boy overwhelmed.”

“‘M fine.” Luke huffed out. “Can’t believe I said I wanted to have you and you had me instead though.”

You snorted before pressing a kiss to his lips. As you pulled away you whispered “poor baby, you think that was having you? No, we’ve still got plenty of time before we get to everything I want to do to you.”

You glance around the room.

“You didn’t break anything this time. Good job.” You tease.

“That was only the first time and you know it.” Luke pouted.

“Still can’t believe you were a virgin when I met you.” You laughed. “You know half this planet thinks you were a fuck boy right?”

“Half the planet or half the people who ship me with the Mandalorian?” Luke quipped.

“At least half the people I hang out with.” You rolled your eyes and kissed him again.

Nyx, your fluffy, all black cat, chose that moment to jump onto the bed and curl up between the two of you.

“Speaking of half the people I know, we still have to prepare everything for our Christmas party.” You reminded him.

“Okay, well if Harper Anne calls me a gay icon one more time, not realizing she’s talking about me, I’m using the force in front of her and straight up telling her I’m not gay.” Luke grumbled.

“You are bi though.” You said, shuffling closer to bury your face in his neck.

“S’not the point.” Luke huffed. He sighed before rolling to face you with a smile. “I’ve got some good news though. I managed to convince the pricks to let me invite my family to come celebrate the holidays with us.”

“Oh god do they have to stay here eight years too?” You groaned.

“Nope.” Luke said, popping the p, “They’re free to stay for two weeks after that they have to leave or it will be treated as an act of invasion. I already told Leia as much. She’s excited to see me in person again.”

“Are they coming to our party?” You asked, propping yourself up on your elbow.

“Of course, I even told them about your white elephant gift exchange, and your ridiculous but practical rule.” Luke explained. “I did tell them to feel free to go crazy with how much they wanted to spend though, I am not sorry for being too tired after work to bother calculating the exchange rate between New Republic credits and your currency.”

You just smiled and kissed him.

Even if Beskar is supposed to be light his old armor was probably durasteel or something else heavier due to the Empire making a shortage of it by stealing/harvesting/whatever you want to call it all the Beskar they could.

Also like they said in their tags, nothing is that light so while it’s probably the lightest Star Wars metal it still weighs something.

I was at the gym training punches with 5kg halters and a ideia started forming in my mind

Imagine Din and Luke are on a mission together, something to protect Groggy (as usual) and Din HAS to take off his armour for a reason, and then they encounter some stormtroopers and have to fight their way out, but Din is armorless, you would think he is vulnerable, right?

WRONG, he IS NOT, he is surprisingly more of a BEAST then normally, so fucking fast and strong that the imps have no chance against the two of them.

BECAUSE HEAR ME OUT, Din has fought armoured his entire life, THAT AMOUNT OF BESKAR HAS TO BE AT LEAST A FEW KG + You lose mobility with armour! And he learned how to adjust to the weight and everything, so now, without it, he is so fucking faster and stronger that is almost inhumane.

OR.

He is helpless because he can't really move like a real person anymore after years of walking around wrapped in metal.

So I was in a play version of It’s a Wonderful Life and here are some pics of my costumes.

I’m seriously hyped too! Like I’m going to see it with my family on the ninth and I’m cosplaying as Padmé for it! I’m super excited! I’m pretty sure I never saw it in theaters before, but then again I wouldn’t remember because I was born that same year so I would literally have no memory of seeing it in theaters.

I AM SERIOUSLY HYPED FOR "THE PHANTOM MENACE"!!

It will be my first time watching it on the big screen (and in general, even though i got slightly spoiled by some clips and the books ^^; oops) and I am seriously so excited my mind won't shut up about it!! Not that it should, I've just returned to the Star wars fandom after a very long time of being away. Last time I watched anything Star wars related, it was The Clone Wars on TV. I was 12 years old - I'm 21 (turning 22) now. So yeah, I really can't wait! I feel so jumpy!! I miss being very excited since this year started off really bad for me. YAY :D

Seriously I cry when people comment on my stories because I love hearing from them and rarely anyone comments. Plz comment On Ao3 stories folks, you’ll make the writers day

If you are hesitant to comment on AO3 because it's just fanfic and it probably doesn't matter to the writers, know that I got a one word comment ("Beautiful") on a fic nobody ever has bothered reading before and it made my night. Merry Christmas to me! Seriously, though, comments feel so good to writers! Please feed us! We're hungry!