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Ooh, I see fever prompts! Sickfics are my jam because I always think of the times I got sick and I know how it feels to have high fevers (seriously, they suck) and sore throats among other things, so the sympathy runs high, I love seeing the hurt/comfort that can come out of them, and I’m just rambling now!

Prompt: “ let me feel your forehead. ” with, once again, anyone you feel like writing for because I love them all? Thanks in advance! ❤️

of course!! thank you for the prompt!! // from these prompts 

Obi-Wan had a feeling something was wrong with Anakin, but it was difficult to actually catch him when he seemed so intent on being anywhere Obi-Wan wasn’t.

But now Obi-Wan heard the clatter of too many things falling, followed by a series of mumbled apologies, and Obi-Wan knew that this was the time to finally corner his former apprentice. Anakin could argue with him later.

Obi-Wan walked forward, finding Anakin clumsily shoving tools back into drawers. They weren’t even going in the right places, and while Obi-Wan knew that Anakin was never one to be completely organized, he knew that Anakin at least attempted to keep at least similar tools in the same place—now, Anakin just dumped everything into a single drawer.

“You’re going to regret that later,” Obi-Wan commented.

Anakin turned around—well, almost turned around. More of the tools went scattering back to the ground.

“Great,” Anakin muttered. He got down on his knees, started picking them off the ground.

Obi-Wan knelt down next to Anakin, ignoring how Anakin scooted backwards.

That didn’t matter too much—Obi-Wan still caught the slight flush in Anakin’s cheeks, the thin sheen of sweat on his face. The slightest tremble in his hands.

Together, they put the tools back in the drawers. When Anakin wasn’t looking, Obi-Wan shifted some of them into places he knew Anakin would have usually put them.

They were almost finished when Anakin suddenly staggered, one hand on top of the drawers to steady himself. He was breathing hard, but when Obi-Wan turned to him, Anakin was already pushing himself away.

“Anakin,” Obi-Wan said quietly. “You should get some rest.”

“I’m fine,” Anakin said. He was already sitting back down by the starfighter. “Don’t you have a meeting to go to?”

“Haven’t you said that before?” Obi-Wan asked. He sat down next to Anakin and gestured. “Let me feel your forehead.”

“I’m not—” Anakin started to squirm away, but Obi-Wan had already pushed his hand up to Anakin’s forehead. As he’d suspected, Anakin’s face was too warm, and even though Obi-Wan knew Anakin hadn’t meant to, his former apprentice still relaxed under the sudden touch.

Obi-Wan smiled briefly. “I thought so.”

“Know-it-all,” Anakin muttered, but he didn’t move away.

“Only when it’s in your best interest,” Obi-Wan replied. He stood up, offering Anakin a hand. “Come now.”

Anakin hesitated.

He took Obi-Wan’s hand, and the two of them walked out of the hanger.

Actually those evocative lines are the reason I wrote the ask. Like, you describe emotions and situations so so SO well omg. I love.

WHO GAVE YOU THE RIGHT TO HURT ME LIKE THIS. DID THE MUSES GUIDE YOUR HAND OR SOMETHING

I managed to speedrun the first two fics of Canary Continuity within a day. And. How could you do this to me.

The greatest, most beautiful, painful, gut-wrenching, heart-shattering paragraphs ever written seem to be found in tmnt angst fics istg.

waow... im glad people have high opinion of my prose (because i do not have high opinion of my prose)

oh wait im supposed to be coy that's like my bit. TEEHEE THANK U FOR ENJOYING

“Silencer”

I love Adrianette but after this episode Luka stole my heart 💕

Instagram here ⬅

THIS IS SO UNFAIR

two grandpa

can side blogs reply to their own posts, or are they not able to reply to any posts? I’ve read that they can’t reply to other people’s, but it isn’t clear on posts from the blog itself. surely they can?

🎶"Care for a dance?" 🎶

In relation to this post of RTV dancing ✨

Good thing I know a handful of ballroom dances myself 😏🤭

I do have my gloves on btw, per the request. Wouldn't want to disrespect his wishes. Also upscaled myself a little, but BOY is he HUGE still. (12 feet is no joke)

Reality TV!Mr Puzzles belongs to @4thwallbreakerdraws2

+bonus:

I am actually silently absolutely freaking out on the inside lmao

I KNOW he's an arrogant miscreant but MAN he is so fine- *COUGH* WHO SAID THAT 😳

What can I say, I am weak in front of charming and confident men (platonically)

yall gotta be nicer about m/f  bc sometimes u guys like the blandest gay sutff ive ever seen in my life

Might be a little fixated on Shadnicky now.. whoops

Okay... I can't believe i have to put this out here but here we go.

I am NOT a rp account. I can draw suggestions, like if you want me to draw your character with my version of the ppt cast, or wanna exchange ideas, it's fine.

But please do not send me scenarios involving ocs and my version of characters and how their relationship works. I already had this happen, and it makes me very uncomfortable.

Thank you and I hope you all have a good day.

(I hope I explained myself well and I am doing my best to finish the asks in my inbox.)

make it wild. make it fun. make it thrilling. make it unpredictable. make it tense. make it hurt. make it everything. make it nothing.

make it delicious.

japanese blitzwing came into my house, kicked me in the ovaries, then left me to die, and i was completely content with it

i learned abt pupflowers from @clumsypaws and i thought that’s so cool so i wanted to paint one !!!!!!!!! i made the puppy green like it also !!!! i rlly like painting doggies with this app !!!!

we only got to see Kaito, kokichi, ryoma, and kirumi's motive video

I honestly did really wish that we could have seen all the other characters motive videos..😔

The smell…

                   …of the ocean…

It feels like I am aimlessly floating inside myself.

The sound…

                    …of the waves…

My movement is sluggish, even within my own subconscious. Reaching the waking world feels so close, yet so far.

The feel…

                …of the sand…

The more I push towards consciousness, the harder it feels to do so, as if something is resisting-- and yet, after a minute, I surface with such suddenness that it almost surprises me. Blinding light greets me when I attempt to open my eyes, and it takes a few moments of playing peek-a-boo with the waking world before I am able to keep my eyes open.

The sky… is a beautiful shade of cloudless blue. I reach up towards it, and flinch. Memories drift back to me in fragments, of red and gray and the endless, striking blue of the sky, blocked only by my own hand reaching for something… something…

I can't remember what.

I can't remember much else, either. Assuming the worst-- always the worst, rather than get my hopes up-- I push myself upward, until I am seated, making room for sand and water to join the sky in my immediate field of vision, and begin to test that my body is functioning properly. Better to distract myself than to overthink, since overthinking means wondering how long it's been, which means wondering if--

Enough. I lift my hands and begin to pat myself down, checking that everything was in the right place.

Head. It's attached, certainly, which is always a good start. Both sets of eyes are out, which usually isn't a problem, but probably means that either my mimicry is stunted for the moment, or… whatever fauna is here isn't really human enough for it to be a concern.

Arms. Two of them, fully attached and functional. The nail polish Styx had done before the attack was still intact, surprisingly. I don't typically like nail polish but… I leave it. Perhaps as a sort of reassurance and hope that she's okay, perhaps because I'm too lazy to remove it.

Torso. No wounds, at least. I seem to be wearing light, comfortable, cream colored clothes-- a slightly-too-long t-shirt and shorts. Different from my usual clothing, which is typically what I reform with, no matter the state of it. My staff is still on my hip, which is good, as well as a strange sort of mask. My bag, however, is nowhere in sight. 

Legs. Humanoid, fully attached and functioning. I don't seem to have any footwear, so it's a good thing the sand covering the area is rather fine and not very hot. 

Tail, wings? Missing, it seems. Not great for my balance, but I assume the main population is human enough not to have them, perhaps? 

Conclusion? I reformed fine, which is always good, even if my somewhat fragmented memories hint at a particularly violent death this time. The local population-- which I have so far seen none of, unsurprisingly, considering that I seem to be on an isolated beach-- must be human enough that extra limbs are unusual, but not little oddities such as my bonus eyes. My clothes are quite different, so perhaps they mostly dress the same, and I simply reformed differently to compensate? The mask also seems to be important, if it came on its own, rather than as something I had before, like the lantern-staff.

A mostly humanoid species that dressed mostly the same and wore masks. I don't think, in all of my planet-hopping experiences, that I've met a species with this strange sort of uniform.

This is bound to be an interesting trip...

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i dont talk here a lot but thats bc i dont talk ever

I think this is really cool and interesting and def makes sense, wether that‘s a good or bad thing I won‘t judge but watching BCS makes it almost unbelievavle to the viewer that the character would ever end up as Saul Goodman which is probably just in the nature of characters like that...They don‘t believably work if you peel off the outer layer and try to look under the surface. Idk neither good nor bad just interesting from a writing persepctive imo

Alan Sepinwall: “It’s amazing how hard it was to get [Better Call Saul] right.” Vince Gilligan: “The question we should’ve ask ourselves from the beginning; ‘Is Saul Goodman an interesting enough character to build a show around?’ And the truth is, we came to the conclusion, after we already had the deal in hand [and] AMC and Sony had already put up the money, ‘I don’t think we have a show here, because I don’t think we have a character who could support a show.’ He’s a great flavoring, he’s a wonderful saffron that you sprinkle on your Risotto. But you don’t want to eat a bowl full of saffron, you gotta have the rice, you know? You gotta have the substance.

“And it dawned on us that this character seemed so comfortable in his own skin. Peter and I do not possess those kinds of personalities. We thought, ‘Regardless how much comedy is in it, how do you find drama in a guy who’s basically okay with himself?’ So then we thought, ‘Well, who was he before he was Saul Goodman?’

“Because the show is named Better Call Saul, we thought that we had to get to this guy quick or else people will accuse us of false advertising — a bait and switch. Then lo and behold, season after season went by and it dawned on us, we don’t want to get to Saul Goodman … and that’s the tragedy.

“If we had thought all of this from the get-go, that would have made us very smart. But as it turns out, we’re very plodding and dumb, and it takes forever to figure this stuff out. Which is why we’re perfectly matched for a TV schedule versus a movie schedule, because you got to get it right the first time when you’re writing a movie. It took us forever to get it right.”

– from A Candid Conversation With Vince Gilligan on Better Call Saul by Alan Sepinwall, Rolling Stone

Mx. Cookbook, I've just listened to your new album and it was glorious and beautiful and like nothing I've ever heard before in my life and I adore it to pieces, but also what in the actual fuck just happened

MYTH: Side Two is available everywhere on January 7th 2025

MYTH: Side One is available everywhere right now

the response to my niche wee horror album has been so wonderful, thank you everyone who has gotten in touch to gush about it 💜