Nhilol - Peter Parker Here To Pick Up A Passport Please

crying T_T

Replacements

Keldabe doodle between Cross and Hunter, bc shit they need it so bad

Tired Kenobi and Padawan Anakin

+ @phoenixyfriend 's dialogue

"Why is Skywalker face down on the g--"

"I told him he couldn't eat some berries."

"...because they're--"

"Because they're poisonous, yes."

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PETER CUSHING on playing Grand Moff Tarkin in carpet slippers

They hadn’t got time to have my boots made for me, which is usually the case, because of my large feet, so I had to do with a pair out of stock. Now there I was, on the first day of shooting, this very, very cross, unpleasant gentleman, Grand Moff Tarkin, stomping around, and it was agony, it really was.

So the next day I said to dear George Lucas, the director, I said, “George, I am not asking for close ups, but do you think you could shoot me from the waist upwards from now on?” And he said “Why,” and I explained the reasons, so he said “Oh, all right,” and he gave me a pair of carpet slippers.

So for the rest of the film I stomped around looking extremely angry, very cross, with that dear little Carrie Fisher, as Grand Moff Tarkin in carpet slippers!

Get rekt, Anakin!

Crosshair and Wrecker’s Relationship

Cody as the Winter Soldier. CODY. As the WINTER SOLDIER.

OHHH BOY

(Cap Rex)

Crosstech: "There's no going back if we do this."

Have some cuties being cute. 

95. “There’s no going back if we do this.”

The crooked grin 990 - no, Crosshair gave to Tech was as daring as one could give while missing two of their front teeth. “C’mon, you know you want to,” he cajoled, pale eyebrows waggling the tiniest bit. 

Tech pursed his lips, arms tightening around the datapad he was holding against his chest. “This plan has less than 27,9% chance of succeeding,” he said, needing to point out the odds that were against them. 

Crosshair’s grin only grew wider, his eyes sparking brightly even in the dimness of the barracks. “If you’re with me, I’ll take those odds,” he replied without a hesitation, offering his hand to Tech. 

Tech blinked, surprised and warmth pooling down into his belly at the trust the other cadet was placing on him, not even questioning how Tech had even managed to calculate such a thing. 

“There’s no going back if we do this,” he tried but he was already loosening one hand from around the datapad, reaching for Crosshair. 

“Only if hey’ll catch us,” Crosshair coaxed and the second Tech’s hand was in his own, he squeezed it reassuringly. 

Tech nodded, already adding modifications to the plan Crosshair had presented him with. “Only if they catch us.”

“Which they won’t.”

“... They won’t.”

** ** **

Later, years later, Tech would walk by a group of young cadets, huddled together, only to slow down when he heard what one of them was saying. 

“ - not a single cup or sticky spoon was found! Ten whole pallets of chocolate pudding had disappeared straight from the kitchens!  Without a single trace! The security feed had been scrubbed and none of the kitchen droids knew anything! The Kaminiise even woke a whole squad of Alpha clones to search for the culprits - ”

“No way! No Alpha ARC would spent their time in finding some stupid pudding thieves!” cried one of the cadets, voice full of disbelief. 

“You calling me a liar?!” the cadet who had been speaking raised their voice, clearly upset at being questioned. “Because I heard this from 8746, who heard it from CT-5555 and they heard it from one of the CCs themselves!”  

The sounds of squabbling made Tech unable to hear the reply from the second cadet, so he continued his walk. He couldn’t help but smile a little, fingers curling around the unopened chocolate pudding cup. 

Entering the Bad Batch’s barrakcs, Tech spotted Crosshair cleaning his rifle on his bunk. Nodding his greetings to Hunter and Wrecker, Tech made his way to the sniper, who lifted his head when Tech’s shadow fell on him. 

Tilting his head, Crosshair gave Tech a slow once over, mapping every detail of him before Crosshair’s eyes honed in on the pudding cup Tech was holding in his hand. 

A knowing smirk spread on Crosshair’s lips and he carefully put his sniper away, patting the spot next to him with his free hand. 

“Did you get caught?” the sniper asked, teasing, even as he took the offered sweet. 

Tech huffed, mock-insulted, as he sat next to Crosshair. “Despite the revisited security in the kitchens, the chances of getting caught are much lower than they used to be,” he informed somewhat-primly, leaning against the other man. He felt Crosshair shift a little so that he could support Tech properly while eating the pudding.

The scent of the artificial flavor they used to make the pudding mimic the taste of chocolate filled Tech’s nose, making him grimace a little.

How Crosshair could still eat them, Tech had no idea. He had gotten sick after half a pallet of pudding, while Crosshair had eaten his way through not just one but two whole pallets. 

But the way Crosshair lit every single time Tech kept sneaking him an extra pudding cup years after their daring little heist made the mild discomfort worth it. 

The cuddles were nice as well. 

And they might’ve found the little thiefs. 

Sighing, Tech closed his eyes, listening to Crosshair demolish the little pudding with pleased little hums. 

** ** ** **

A/N: There was never 10 pallets of chocolate pudding. Only four. You know how rumors tend to grow as time passes. But they DID get some Alpha ARCs involved with the mystery of The Missing Pudding Cups. 

The said Alphas (three of them) were highly amused about the whole thing and but also a little jealous that there had been no pudding cups when they’d been cadets. 

And they might, just might, have not reported anything to the Kaminoans.

They were given the last remaining one and half pallets of chocolate pudding.

Thin Ice || Peter Parker x reader

Summary: Midtown’s Decathalon team decides to go on a snow trip and Peter does his best to impress Y/N even though Brad Davis has his eyes on her too. 

Word Count: 2.5k

Author’s note: DUDE this is so fun to write. This will be a mini-series so expect more parts and if you wanna request something for this series, just send em cause I’m open to all ideas. I’m a big snowboard fan so hopefully, you guys enjoy! Also, the ski resort Keystone is real and I go snowboarding there so I can definitely include pictures of my trip to paint visuals for yall.  

Warning: Foul language and mentions of blood

part one || part two || part three || part four || part five || part six || to be continued 

The Decathalon Team got to choose where they wanted to go for their winter trip and for this year, they got to choose between a ski resort in Colorado or another extremely terrifying Europe trip.  The overwhelming results of the vote was for the ski trip since no one wanted a repeat of last year (especially Mr. Harrington) so the students packed up their snow clothes and headed to Colorado.

Out of everyone going on the trip, you were by far the most excited. You weren’t originally from New York so something about snow always seemed magical in a ‘hypothermia isn’t so bad’ kind of way. While you and others were super psyched to go, there was one person that dreaded the trip and that was Peter.

He didn’t know how to ski or snowboard and most importantly, he hated the cold. The idea of going on vacation meant escaping what you were used to, so what was the point of leaving New York, a placed that snows heavily, for another colder place?

“ Need any help Pete?” You smiled as Peter stopped struggling with his ski boots.

You. You were 100% the only reason why he was going on this trip in the first place. His heart swelled as he took a quick look of you up and down; even though you were wearing a bulky snow jacket, you still took his breath away.

Peter snapped out of his longing gaze and stomped his foot hard into the slot, making you and Ned jump slightly.

“ I think I got it. Thanks though,” Peter smiled as he huffed, a bit out of breath. Peter looked down at your board and he furrowed his eyebrows,” you’re gonna snowboard? I thought Mr. Harrington said we were all taking ski lessons?”

You shook your head and unclipped your board, holding it tall next to you,” Nope. Brad and I asked Mr. Harrington if we could go down the Flying Dutchman before lunch and he said as long as we stay together we should be fine.”

You and Brad were always two peas in a pod since your families were extremely close and that worried Peter. Peter felt that everything Brad was, Peter wasn’t, especially when it came to sports or natural charm. It was something Peter struggled with a lot; being a superhero gave him the gift of dominating the athletic world if he wanted to but if he wasn’t a jock then, why should he be one now?

“ Wait, that slope is a blue. Isn’t that like hard?” Ned asked as you shrugged, motioning to Brad that you were ready to head out.

“ Not when you’re a master snowboarder like me,” You teased as you looked down at Peter, who was struggling to get up from his skis,” here, let me help you. I don’t want you to hurt yourself.”

Peter didn’t even have time to stop you before you grabbed his hands and helped him stand up straight, adjusting to the balance nicely. You smiled sweetly at him as you brushed off a clump of snow rested near his shoulder, lightly brushing up on his neck with your ungloved hand.

“ Nice Pete, look at you! You’re practically the next Chloe Kim…if you were a girl and a snowboarder!” You exclaimed as you ignored their confused expressions.

“ Hey Y/N, ready to go?” Brad asked as he looked between the three of you,” stay safe out there fellas. I heard the bunny slope is extra icy today. I Don’t want to see any of you get a bloody lip.”

You slapped Brad’s shoulder as you turned your attention back to Peter and Ned,” Don’t listen to him, you guys are going to do great. Save us a seat at the lodge, yeah?”  

You gave a small wave before following Brad through the snow towards the ski lift as Peter glared down Brad.

“ He is always ruining my plans! I thought he was supposed to be gone for basketball training. I was going to be super romantic and teach her how to ski like Dove Cameron in Cloud 9,” Peter sighed as he fumbled with his skis already.

“ First of all, that’s not what Cloud 9 is about at all. Secondly, why would she waste her time at ski lessons if she already knows how to do that and snowboard?” Ned asked, thinking his friend couldn’t get any dumber,” but you have a better shot than Brad, she’s like your twin but cooler.”

“ You sure about that?” MJ asked out of nowhere, startling both Peter and Ned,” Y/N is literally out of your league and Brad’s. Everyone on the science team has had a thing for her so what makes you so special?”

Again, his friend was right. He could think of a handful of his classmates liking Y/N at some point which made his heart sink.

“ You’re right. There is nothing special about me besides you know…,” Peter shook his head and stuffed his hands into his pocket,” I just like her a lot, I don’t know how else to explain it.”

Peter was usually never so down on himself, especially when it came to girls his age. With his past crushes, they were way easier to talk to but when it came to you, he was a blubbering mess. It didn’t make it any easier that you were the full embodiment of the ‘girl next door’ with your heart of gold and witty charm.

“ You just got to impress her at her own game,” Ned said as Peter looked up at him, nodding,” girls love guys who go out of their way to be interested in something they like. Show her how much skiing skills you can get down in a few hours and she’ll be all yours.”

It wasn’t the best idea but Peter had no other option than to learn how to ski in one-afternoon session. While MJ said that Peter was completely hopeless, Peter knew that the first step at winning your heart was to learn how to not embarrass himself.

That whole afternoon, Peter tried, again and again, to get down the bunny slope without falling on his face. Everyone said skiing was way easier than snowboarding but Peter just couldn’t control his speed going down the bunny slope. Time and time again, Peter would make it halfway down the beginner slope with ease but panicked towards the end and fell. At the end of the lesson, his knees and elbows were completely bruised but that didn’t stop him from trying.

While Peter was doing his best to get down the bunny slope, you and Brad had just finished with your three-mile one. You clipped off your board and took off your goggles, looking at yourself through Brad’s reflective ones.

“ I look like I just went through a hurricane,” you laughed as you took out your messy ponytail and tried to pat down your hair,” did you have fun?”

Brad took off his goggles and shook his hair with his hand, letting the freshly fallen snow fall out,” Are you kidding? That was awesome, especially that part where the slope dropped off towards the end. I’m impressed that you could keep up, I didn’t think you had it in you.”

“ Me?  I’m impressed you even made it down the mountain since half the time you were freaking out about ‘Oh what if there’s an avalanche!’” You mimicked as the two of you shared a heartfelt laugh.

Brad pushed your shoulder lightly as the two of you headed towards the lodge where everyone else in your group would be waiting. You checked the nearest clock tower and realized that you still had thirty minutes before lunch.

“ Hey, I think they’re still at the bunny slope, did you wanna go see how they’re doing?” You asked as Brad nodded enthusiastically.

“ I’ll be surprised if they made it in through the afternoon with all of their limbs intact.”

Peter stood at the top of the bunny slope, breathing in and out slowly. He could see you and Brad walking towards the bottom where some of your classmates were already waiting.

“ Maybe I shouldn’t do this. What if I fall and she thinks I’m some clumsy idiot?” Peter asked as MJ rolled her eyes.

“ Look, the worst thing that can happen is that you fall, big whoop. Also, you can’t back out. There is no other way down since the ski lift just closed so…” MJ shrugged simply and patted Peter’s back a bit too hard,” Woman up.”

MJ slid her goggles down over her eyes and gave him a last look before going down with Cindy. Now, Peter was all alone as MJ’s words replayed in his head. The worst thing that can happen is that he fell. He replayed that over and over again before he took a deep breath, secured his helmet, and made his way down the slope.

You watched Peter go down halfway before turning to your friends, who had already put their skis away. You threw your board and your helmet down and placed your hands on your hips, watching everybody’s tired expression.

“ How did you guys do? Wasn’t it exhilarating!” You asked excitedly as everyone at once talked about their day.

“ Considering that there weren’t any serious injuries, I’d say it was the best day ever,” Mr. Harrington said as he smiled with pride,” I’m glad you and Brad are back in one piece. I was worried I wouldn’t see you two at lunch.”

“ Yeah, we’re surprised too! Actually, there was one part of the slope where-”

The whole time you were talking, you didn’t notice how fast Peter was coming down the slope and all of his practice on a smooth landing had completely left his mind. Peter couldn’t control his route and once he knew that he was headed straight towards you, all he could do was brace himself.

Before anyone could react, you felt Peter collided straight into you, his helmet immediately making contact with your face as the force made the two of you crash backwards. Peter’s skiis hit you so hard, you could feel all of the air leave your body and once again after your back hit the snow behind you.

Everyone around you gasped as you and Peter cried out in pain, a whole vocabulary of curse words came out of Peter’s mouth once he realized what he had done.

“ Holy shit Y/N are you okay?” Peter asked as he was the first to get up, but tripped over his skiis, sending him back into the snow.

You felt like you were seeing stars but you tried your best to not cry in front of all your peers. Brad and Cindy rushed towards you as his eyes grew big.

“ Oh my god Y/N, your lips is bleeding,” Cindy shouted which made Peter feel like he had just committed murder.

You touched your lip tenderly and looked down at your hand to see that it was bleeding a lot. You stared at the blood and then looked to Peter who looked like he was about to cry. Even though you were in a lot of pain and you definitely had a concussion, you didn’t want Peter to feel bad. He was always so sweet to you and the last thing he needed was to feel guilty.

You shook your head and tried to stand up but you were too dizzy,” No! I’m fine really I’m okay. Check on Peter if he’s okay, I-I feel great.”

“ Y/N I am so so so sorry-”

“No Pete I’m the one who needs to be sorry,” you said as you let out a soft laugh,” I should’ve been more aware of my surroundings. Don’t even feel bad you weren’t going that fast.”

If Peter didn’t feel guilty enough, your words made him feel even worse especially since he knew you were lying to spare his feelings. Even after getting slammed, you were still apologizing up and down like you were somehow to blame.

Brad kneeled beside you and place a single finger out,” Okay Beautiful, follow my finger, I’m gonna make sure you didn’t hurt that pretty little head of yours.”

Peter’s stomach twisted into knots but you just nodded and followed his finger, doing your best to do as you were told while Mr. Harrington went to get a medical assistant.

“ Y/N I’m gonna ask you some questions,” Brad said as you nodded once again, your eyes drifting towards Peter.

“ What’s your name and where are you?”

“ Y/N L/N. Keystone Colorado.”

“ Where do you go to school?”

“ Midtown School of Science and Technology.”

“ Great, who is the President of the United States?”

“ Ugh Brad. Don’t make me say his name.”

Everyone around you sighed happily as Brad laughed and nodded,” Yep, she’s okay. I’ll be back with something for your lip okay?”

Brad turned to Peter and looked him up and down, almost sizing him up,” Try not to injure her again when I’m gone, Parker.”

Peter nodded and kneeled next to you with a sad expression plastered on his face. He felt like he had ruined everything with you but you were just too nice to tell him off. He was thinking that you were probably so pissed at him when in reality, you felt the complete opposite.

“ Don’t listen to Brad, he’s just protective,” You said as Peter pressed a thick napkin that was in his pocket from this morning and pressed it down on your bleeding lip,” please don’t beat yourself up about this Pete. We both know it was just an accident.”

All Peter could do was blurt out again how sorry he was for hurting you. If this didn’t make you hate him, he wondered what else you could withstand. Hollywood had lied to him; It wasn’t like the movies where the cliche of falling over each other was romantic cause Peter felt absolutely mortified.

“ Stop being so nice to me. I don’t deserve it,” Peter huffed as he examined your face,” I could’ve killed you.”

“ That’s a little dramatic don’t you think?” You asked as you scooted closer towards Peter and placed your hand on his knee to leverage yourself,” if I can survive the blip and Calculus, I think I’ll be more than okay.”

Peter tensed up as you touched his knee lightly and with Brad and Mr. Harrington coming back with a first aid kit, he quickly pulled away from you, leaving you embarrassed.

“ Here, do you need me to carry you over to the lodge so you’re more comfortable?” Brad asked as Peter looked away and turned towards Ned, who was whispering to him.

“ I’m okay to walk now,” You said softly as Brad extended out his hand for you to hold. You looked back at Peter who stared at you before turning away again, shaking his head. You held Brad’s hand as he helped you up and once you were on your feet, he didn’t let go of your hand.

“ Don’t worry, Dr. Davis is going to patch you up,” Brad smiled as the two of you walked hand in hand back to the lodge.

Peter slumped down in the snow next to MJ who was quick to comment.

“ Apparently falling isn’t the worst thing to happen after all.”