Found sith anidala art and I combusted
just some kevin & linda tran moments from the “captives” script outline that have me lying on the floor (x)
Kevin got dealt a bad hand, forced into a life he didn’t choose, made to work tirelessly and thanklessly in defense of the world, and he was repaid for his efforts with death.
They get to work on the wires. Sam is overwhelmed, but Mrs. Tran says they’ll get this gate open, they’ll go save his brother, and then he will take her to her son. Sam, troubled, is on the verge of coming clean about Kevin… but Mrs. Tran pointedly silences him, repeating: “You will take me to my son.” Eyes watering but chin stiff, we realize she senses the news about Kevin is bad. But until she gets out of here, she wants to know only one thing that she will see her son again, in whatever form.
“Kevin?” Mrs. Tran enters the bunker. She is overwhelmed with emotion, shocked at the sight of her son in his condition, but she swallows it: she’ll be strong for her son. There’ll be no discussion of his death, no crying over the fact that she can’t hug him. /end ID]
okay I know you guys are here for jjk and aot content, but I wanted to write a fluff imagine with luffy from one piece bc he is a sunshine boi:
like just imagine it's night on the ship. the sea is calm, the weather is calm, everything is nice and quiet. except luffy. you both are in bed together, luffy is fast asleep but not you. he has his rubbery arms coiled around you many times to ensure that you're trapped against him. he's snoring, loudly. he sleep talks, mainly about 'meat...I want meat...,' he moves in his sleep a lot too, but you always move with him bc well, you're trapped in his arms. oh and he drools on you too.
you'd think that this is the reason why you're up at night, but no. you've actually grown accustomed to luffa's antics. well accept for his drooling, you grimace at that. sometimes he bites you in his sleep bc in his dream he's eating meat. but other than that, it's almost soothing in a way, the way he snores and sleep talks. because it tells you that he's alive. it's nothing knew that luffy throws himself in danger and s stupidly strong and more than capable of winning fights, but it still hurts you to see him beat up and injured, even if he does smile in the end. his big, shining smile that you love to see. sometimes, with great difficulty, you shift in your sleep so you can lay your head against his chest to hear his heart. just beware of more drool.
I hc that if you tickle luffy at this one specific spot, he just does this 'shishi' laugh and uncoils his arms, but he's still asleep. you do that sometimes bc there are nights where thoughts keep you up at night and so you get out of his hold and go out to the deck to watch the stars. so you're leaning over the rails, watching the sky. and all of a sudden you hear random thumps and crashes from the bedroom. lo and behold it's luffy sleep walking. specifically sleep walking to you. you don't know how he manages to navigate himself while he's sleeping, but logic never makes sense with luffy. so in his asleep state, he finds you and wraps his arms and legs around you, dropping his head on your shoulder. you just sigh, shaking your head with a smile on your face. you go back to the bedroom so you both can sleep.
ANSWERED // from CONNOR >> @detectiveconnor
"I trust you."
That means something. Especially since it's Connor saying it. Vin ducks his head as he smiles, wondering how to acknowledge that statement in kind. He still hasn't figured out any sort of love language from Connor that doesn't take time. He can take time - he'd be happy to - but that statement is something he should acknowledge now.
Direct and perceptive, that what Connor likes, and that's what Vin likes too, really. He doesn't have to be wasting time on overthinking it.
"I appreciate that, Connor. The sentiment is mutual." he emphasizes, because that's important too. "That's . . . not a simple statement in our career."
Is he making too much of a thing out of this? Possibly. But if Connor's going to leave Vin his cases while he's gone, then he's going to point out the affection there, particularly being that Hank is here, this time - and Hank had been assigned a few, too, but now Vin is allowed to have one. He's beaming.
Vin silently offers a hug, opening his arms to allow Connor to walk into them, if Connor so chooses. Maybe he's just touchy-feely today.
"If you're gonna be gone for two weeks, I gotta bother you extra while you're here," he adds in explanation, with a lopsided grin.
Remember when Hot Topic sold this Steve Harrington body pillow?
And I was too much of a coward to buy it?
honestly, I'm feeling so exausted. and I'm sick and tired of dealing with this crap. I get teased so much for stupid shit, that I don't even wanna talk anymore, not that it'd matter, I have to repeat myself so much that my throat hurts from raising my voice trying to get them to hear me. I'm tired of being told that I've been slow even though I always be ask quick as I can. I either hear I'm doing a great job, or I hear that I've been slacking it that I've become slow. I'm just so tired. and I feel all alone and it's bullshit because I know I'm not. but, at the end of the everyday, I go home to an empty apartment, where there's nothing but freezer food, or canned. I go to bed, wake up and repeat the same day over and over. it's been so tiring that, I'm starting to not care about anything. I feel so damn exhausted. at first it was just physically, but now it's emotionally. it's like no matter what I do, no matter how much I rest, or keep myself distracted, I'll always end up still being tired
yall ever have a panic attack but like,,, in a /pos way?
You were so sad
And remembered your past
And cursed yourself for not
Appreciating things you lost
And I know
You're still confused
You still feel used
But cry into my arms
As I hug you close
I know you're confused
But I'm not someone you can lose
So dear me,
Cry if that's what you want
Let's go deep into our haunts
I'll hug you when you're afraid
I'll always be
Here on your bad days
I know your fears
Truths and lies you say
I promise to try
To show you the way
There will always be panic attacks
And doubting that
There's something that you lack
But I love you
And I don't care what people think
I won't ever, I swear
Let you sink
And that regret for the
Wounds you kept
I know how they were
Formed and their depth
And I can see
Through your act
I love your true laugh
Because you are
Not the reason they leave
They just don't try to see
Through your transparent sleeves
I love you as much as I love me
And what you try to show people
I'll try my best to actually see
I'll be the friend
That should've stayed
Until you're okay with
The friends that went their way
I just... need u to understand how smol he is... for my sanity
Roy, in all his pastel glory.
Note: Everything for Deadcember will be from the same fanfic, a fanfic which I created just for this. Lol. Just keep in mind that everything is not as it seems. ;)
Death is unstoppable, and even the strongest and wealthiest will cow before it. No one will escape. At times, it is almost welcomed, a reprieve from the horrors of life, the only place where a slave will truly be free. Death is common on Tatooine; it happens so frequently that individuals become inured to it. That is not true for everyone.
Anakin Skywalker doesn’t think he will ever be able to accept death the way so many of his fellow slaves have. He feels the loss of life keenly, as if something inside of him breaks apart every time someone dies.
He doesn’t hear the news for a few days, each passing day troubling him more and more as he fears for his best friend. When he hears, at last, nothing can stop the wave of pain from washing over him. And nothing can stop him from going to Kitster’s bedside. “Kit,” Anakin whispers, reaching out, touching his best friend’s arm lightly. “Kit.”
“Hey Ani,” he whispers, dark eyes focusing on his face with some difficulty. He’s flushed from the intensity of his fever, even through he’s wrapped under a blanket, trembling with chills. Natural causes, they said, and it makes Anakin feel sick. This is wrong. It’s as if – as if they’re saying it’s good, as if they’re saying that death from a severe illness is somehow better than death from their masters’ hands.
Anakin has no words of comfort, no words to reassure Kitster that he’ll be alright. He won’t be. Anakin knows it. Kitster knows it. Their parents know it. All he can do is stare at the face of his best friend, engraining it forever in his memory so he will never, ever forget, regardless of whatever his life brings.
“You… go out… find freedom, yes?” Kitster says with some effort, lips quirking into a faint smile that hardly reaches his eyes.
“For you,” Anakin vows solemnly. He could cry, but he won’t, because crying wastes water. Instead, he does everything he can to make Kit’s last moments more comfortable, staying beside him all throughout the night.
“It’ll be okay,” Kit whispers as dawn breaks. His gaze is distant, mind addled from the fever, and somehow, he manages to be lucid. His hand reaches out, closing around Anakin’s, his fingers icy cold. It’s wrong, so very wrong, for Kitster to be offering comfort when he is the one dying.
Anakin could protest, could beg him not to leave, but he’s far more mature than most children his age. He knows, already, that there’s nothing he can do except accept the inevitable. “We’ll see each other again someday.” His best friend’s voice weakens, trailing off entirely as his eyes fall closed again. This time, it’s different, and something shifts in the atmosphere around him as his body stills forever.
(Wrong, something whispers. Wrong! Anakin pays it no heed, bowing his head in silent grief.)
i’m so happy rn. oh happy tears! finally got a PROPER break from work.…like a whole ass month long holiday, can you believe it?😭! i am traveling now to visit my parents. i haven’t seen them for almost two years now. so i am emotional and excited. hopefully i will end this clusterfuck of a year (this year so far has just been 2020 2.0) in a good note *fingers crossed*
while i’m away, let me know if i miss any good whump hehehe. hope you all are having a good day/week/month. it’s the last month of the year already…crazy!