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Temporal immunity and inner nature manipulation. Hell yeah 😎😎

Click on it twice. These are your two super powers.

Aannnddd now this is gonna be stuck in my head rent free lol

Okay but what about a kinda-funny-kinda-depressing post-rots AU where Obi-Wan joined the rebellion?

Imagine young rebels, sharing scary rumours about the mysterious and deadly Imperial commander with a black suit and a red lightsaber, and Obi-Wan Kenobi is sitting right here. 

“I heard Vader can destroy entire fleets with his mind.” 

“I heard he’s too much of a machine to really die.”

“He took a hula-hoop class in secret at 15 to impress his crush,” Obi-Wan adds suddenly. 

And all the rebels turn towards the washed-up general, who is a legend, sure, but also keeps throwing these insane facts about Vader, so everyone knows that he’s not quite right in the head, but you can’t say that to The Last Jedi Master Obi-Wan Kenobi, so they’re like, “okay Mr Kenobi, how many glasses of brandy did you have? I think it’s time for you to go to bed now.”

“He wanted to adopt a loth-cat as a teen.”

“Sure, Mr Kenobi.” 

“I should have let him have his loth-cat, it would have been good for him.”

“Of course, Mr Kenobi.”

Fox: *after watching Obi-Wan yell at the chancellor through a glass wall with no idea what he was saying because soundproofing but amused cause he just KNOWS that smile means Sheev is only holding back the rage of cold blooded murder because of witnesses* Heh. Cute.

Obi-Wan: *yelling at Palps for telling his kid the Jedi will kick him out for being married and now he’s throwing accusations around and about to go public with Palps hanging out with little boys by threatening their guardians and ruin him forever*

Palpatine: :/

Fox: *after Obi-Wan storms out of the room* Respectfully, like /super/ respectfully, do you even know you were being watched by an entire floor of secretaries and clone guards who def recorded that?

Obi-Wan: Don’t know, can’t care, I’m gonna spread rumors the Chancellor likes little boys now.

Fox: 😨… why didn’t I think of that…

Three hours later

Fox: *storms into the officers lounge* Cody! I’m marrying your general. Or bedding him. He’s worthy of this deece.

Cody: *halfway through his seventh caff of the day* …listen. I’m gonna pretend I didn’t hear that, and give you a five minute head start.

Fox: Fair.

Rex: I hate everyone in this family.

The 212th medics have enlisted the help of one very tired Marshal Commander in order to wrangle Obi-wan “it’s not broken if I can still move it” Kenobi post mission. There are holo recordings now being circulated around as blackmail.

US Elevation.

by @cstats1

If you're ever bored, here's a list of Studio Ghibli films you can watch for free.

Castle In The Sky (1986) Grave of the Fireflies (1988) My Neighbor Totoro (1988) Kiki’s Delivery Service (1989) Only Yesterday (1991) Porco Rosso (1992) Pom Poko (1994) Whisper of the Heart (1995) Princess Mononoke (1997) My Neighbors the Yamadas (1999) Spirited Away (2001) The Cat Returns (2002) Howl’s Moving Castle (2004) Tales from Earthsea (2006) Ponyo On A Cliff From The Sea (2008) The Secret World of Arrietty/The Borrower Arrietty (2010) From Up on Poppy Hill (2011)

If any of the links stop working, please let me know so I can fix it.

For Castle In The Sky, wait for the free user button to be clickable and it will send you to the video.

🎨color study note

Ghost: Hard dom (but also enjoys the occasional submission… won’t tell u tho :p)

Price: Soft dom… this man loves taking care of you but also reminding you of who’s in charge

Gaz: He don’t give a fuck as long as you both feel good

Soap: Switch (leaning depending on his mood or how work was)

(personal sun);

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an: very merry christmas to @drmsqnc and belated happy birthday~ I didn’t have much time at all but I still hope this makes you smile Vina~

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“I can’t believe you did this.”

Markus’ happy expression flattered slightly at your dull words.

“If you don’t like it—”

You almost shoved him. The fact that he even questioned whether or not you would like this was insane. Of course, you liked it—loved it, in fact, because it was truly that stunning.

“Don’t talk to me right now,” you said, turning towards him. His gaze was warm, but slightly worried, as it took in your expression. “Markus this—it’s incredible. How long did it take you?”

His expression smoothed with your words, a small grin twisting the corner of his full lips. A soft brush of his fingers registered against your cheek and you couldn’t help but lean into his touch, into the comforting warmth of his touch.

Markus was like the sun.

There was something about him that just pulled you in, drew your attention towards him. You could understand why androids followed him so willingly, why even humans listened to him and no one else but him. He was special, he had the charisma that you couldn’t quite escape or remain indifferent towards. You could understand all the androids that were willing to lay their lives down for him. Sometimes when he spoke, you felt like that too. Like you could follow him to the edge of the world without a second thought.

He was beautiful and warm and determined and—

He was too much. This was too much.

“It doesn’t matter how long it took,” he argued firmly but softly, and you rolled your eyes at his reply. “As long as you like it,” he added again, and you could read the self-cautious tilt to his words.

Your heart swelled at his worry—at his clear display of vulnerability. He was always self-assured and strong in front of everyone but you. When it was you two, he let his cast crumble away to dust. With you, he could just be himself.

“This is the most incredible thing I’ve ever seen Markus,” you told him and gave his large hand a reassuring squeeze. “I can’t believe this is supposed to be me. Are you sure—”

“Very,” he interrupted softly, and taking your hand in his brought it to his lips, pressing a kiss against it. “I wanted you to see yourself how I see you. Strong, smart, beautiful. I wanted you to know that I think you’re…incredible.”

Warmth bubbled in your chest and you turned your eyes away from his in clear show of embarrassment. How he could he say stuff like that with a straight face, you didn’t understand.

The portrait stood in front of you on a display. The colours were rich and beautiful; a delicate mix of reds, greens, yellows and oranges. The portrait was warm and earthy; almost ethereal in its wild beauty. It was a side profile that made you appear like some woodland nymph. If this is how Markus saw you…

“You need to be stopped,” you whispered weakly, shooting an irritated look his way when you heard him chuckle. It was a deep and warm sound, warming you despite the bitter cold outside. “I think I’m going to have words with Carl—”

He didn’t let you finish, tugging you slowly towards him, and kissing you softly. It was slow, gentle; with his arm curling around your waist and his lips pressing against yours with a passion that made your breath hitch. His embrace was a cocoon of safety and love, and you would not trade it for anything.

You pulled back first, desperate for breath as he grinned at you, the corners of his eyes crinkling.

“Merry Christmas, (Name).”  

“Be careful who you trust, Sergeant. People you know can hurt you the most.”