#sam does not like boba

[ecto-mochi]

sometimes I like to play a little game with myself called "will they choke on boba" it's pretty simple you play by giving a blorbo some boba and seeing if they choke on it

#for example i think danny would choke on boba bc he drinks it too fast #sam does not like boba #tucker tries to get danny to choke on his boba #i am a terrible person #danny phantom #OCs

[heart-eyes-motheracker]

The "I care for you so I want to feed you" parallel

#gap the series #Does Kirk likes Sam? #In the boba tea scene they looked like two best buds #And when they were inviting Mon to dinner he was basically her wingman

[p0rkbun]

I hope you have fun at your math tutoring tomorrow!! and of course you were being nice, how could anyone ever be mean to Sam? 🤨

You know for a fact Sam is going to have a mojito in her hand every chance she can get one. Poor woman has never known peace

There are so many pictures of Sam staring into the camera with her soulless eyes 😭 her high school picture will always be one that makes me laugh for no reason and her in the interrogation room >>>>

Hope you have a nice night too! I love how Sam has those moments when she has puppy eyes anf other times she's just staring into my soul like the high school pic, like babe sorry for looking at you without your permission 💔

also another thing is that I wonder how Sam was in high school, i know she got in trouble but i feel like she behaves decent at school just being gloomy 😭 (i kinda wanna elaborate further when I drop by your inbox ♡)

(an accurate picture of before and after i started school)^

#sol.chats #bender 🧡 #ALSO THAT PIC OF SAM IS GOLD THANK YOU SM FOR SHOWINH ME I LOVE IT #i will from now on refer to sam's eyes as boba eyes instead of big brown eyes because her eyes really does look like boba

[morallyinept]

Every Pedro character and every single line they say.*

Exactly what it says on the tin! A list of every Pedro character and their full dialogue/lines. I'm putting this together, mostly as a writing source.

Sometimes, referring to an original character's dialogue can help when trying to write for them. For example, you can see patterns in their speech, words they favour to use over again etc... So, I hope this proves useful for anyone writing for Pedro's Characters. Or if you just want to simply read the dialogue for fun.

☝🏻This will be updated regularly, and when new characters are added to Pedro's portfolio of works.

*List does not include certain adverts, skits, voiceovers, guest appearances on shows/SNL, or table/script readings.

Please see below for all the Pedro characters in TV, podcasts and film. Translations included.

Enjoy! 🖤

Buy me a Ko-fi ☕️ If you like my work and enjoy what I put out there, you have the option of buying me a Ko-fi, if you'd like to. It's never expected, but always greatly appreciated. 🖤

In alphabetical order:

TV & FILM:

Billy - Iris

Clint - Freaky Tales

David - Window Shopping

David Portillo - Homeland ALL EPISODES

Dave York - The Equalizer 2

Dieter Bravo - The Bubble

Din Djarin - The Mandalorian ALL EPISODES & THE BOOK OF BOBA FETT EPISODES

Ed Indelicato, Detective - Wonder Woman UNAIRED

Eddie The Freshman - Buffy The Vampire Slayer

Ezra - Prospect

Francisco 'Catfish' Morales - Triple Frontier

Frederick Mercer - Charlie's Angels UNAIRED

Goth Guy - Earth vs. The Spider MINIMAL LINES

Greer, Special Agent - L&O SUV

Greg - Undressed

Gregor New - Good vs. Evil

Jack Daniels, Agent Whiskey - Kingsman: The Golden Circle

Jay Castillo - Red Widow ALL EPISODES

Javier Gutierrez - The Unbearable Weight Of Massive Talent

Javier Peña - Narcos ALL EPISODES

Joel Miller - The Last Of Us ALL EPISODES

Juan Badillo, Agent - Graceland ALL EPISODES

Kyle Hartley - CSI

Kyle Wilson - Without A Trace

Liam - Nikita

Lucien Flores - The Univited

Marcus Moreno - We Can Be Heroes

Marcus Pike - The Mentalist ALL EPISODES

Maxwell Lord - Wonder Woman 1984

Max Phillips - Bloodsucking Bastards

Nathan Landry - The Good Wife ALL EPISODES

Nico - House Comes With A Bird

Noah - I Am That Girl

Oberyn Martell - Game Of Thrones ALL EPISODES

Omar Assarian - Lights Out

Ortega, Special Agent - The Sixth Gun UNAIRED

Oscar Castro Varga - Exposed UNAIRED

Paul, Maître'D - The Adjustment Bureau MINIMAL LINES

Paulino - Sweet Little Lies

Pedro Across The Street - Calls

Pero Tovar - The Great Wall

Pietro Alvarez - If Beale Street Could Talk

Reggie Luckman - L&O Criminal Intent

Ricky Hauk - Touched By An Angel

Santos - Drive Away Dolls TBR

Shane 'Dio' Morrissey - NYPD Blue

Silva - Strange Way Of Life

Steve - Hermanas

The Thief - Casillero Del Diablo Wines ALL COMMERCIALS

Steve - Nurse Jackie

Ted Garcia - Eddington

Tim Rockford, Detective - Merge Mansion ALL COMMERCIALS

Tito Cabassa - L&O

Veracruz, Comandante - Burn Notice: The Fall Of Sam Axe

Zach Goffman - Body Of Proof

Zach Wellison - Brothers & Sisters

PODCASTS:

Dan Landry - Motherhacker

AWAITING CONFIRMATION OF ROLE:

Materialists - Character TBC

Gladiator 2 - Character TBC

☝🏻New characters will be added as and when new projects are released.

If I've missed any, or there is one you would specifically want to see, please let me know. 🖤

#pedro pascal #pedro pascal characters #pedro pascal x reader #joel miller #din djarin #javier pena #dieter bravo #frankie morales #marcus pike #marcus moreno #javier gutierrez #ezra prospect #max phillips #maxwell lord #pero tovar #dave york #agent whiskey #detective tim rockford

[lesbiandanhowell]

Sam reacts to: Phantasy Mocktails with Daniel and Philippe

- THIS IS SO DOMESTIC I AM SCREAMING

- THEY CALLED IT PHOUSE

- Whole alcohol cupboard is so unlike them, like I know they are adults and don't leave the house so it makes sense but also feels so, not them.

- Love the new corner of the phouse and that I was correct about them having a PC/ office corner in the kitchen I feel so validated. (I literally predicted this months ago from one single clip)

- "Fruity" "Like us" THEM MAKING GAY JOKES WILL ALWAYS MAKE ME HAPPY

- Wait I kind of fuck with elderflower and lavender I would drink that because I love me a slightly sweet but strange cocktail.

- Spicy water sucks HOWEVER in a cocktail it does work I am not opposed to it.

- Vanilla syrup for the cocktail is a no, but in a coffee THAT I approve of thank you Phil. His gay little coffee syrup.

- NOT THE BUTT PLUG JOKE

- Dan being scared of Phil shaking that thing is SOOOO real, he is so right for that because Phil is the type of clumsy to just drop it.

- Don't pour it into the sink?! Drink it mf

- Dan pouring it out for Phil like... he could give done that himself but Dan is very 'doing everything for Phil'.

- "Tastes fully like grandma Phils words not mine" HAHAHA

- Dan's eye crinkles while he stirs the boba? Yeah he is a cutie.

- THEY WHAT. They have dragons that represent them and Dan says they need to breed, feeling normal.

- Dan's drink looks SO good but I am not a fan of the boba, everything else makes me want to order it asap but I hate boba pearls.

- Dan helping Phil literally kills me they are so fond of each other it is violent.

- THE WAY HE PULLED A "here is what I prepared earlier" I FEEL AS BAMBOOZLED AS PHIL

- Fun fact: I own a candy floss machine and it is actually the most brilliant thing to ever own, it is so much fun and the best thing for a party. Phil will fucking adore that machine ones he learns how to use it.

- NOT THE THREESOME JOKES AGAIN. Is it number 4 and counting now?

- I love Dan's weird "wooooo" it makes me laugh so hard every time and I wonder how often he does it in a day.

- "Mine's lovely as fuck" Most Dan compliment ever.

- Dan trying and failing to spin a straw while watching Phil sip his drink is such a gay panic moment.

- Dan shooting Phil with the Boba, sobbing they are kids.

- "Dip and Pips Scaley Sips" I would 10/10 go to that bar unironically.

#Phantasy Mocktails with Daniel and Philippe #Sam reacts #dan and phil #amazingphil #dan howell #phan #dnpgames

[us3rnam3-r3dact3d]

I was scrolling thru my old posts and found the one about the boys coffee orders and… I disagree with my former self. So…

New and Improved Redacted Coffee Orders

David

It started as a red eye, no sugar, no cream. Eventually he graduated to a black eye. There’s a small coffee shop across the street from the den that he frequents. The staff knows him by name and, while most of them were scared of him to begin with, seeing how giant he is, they warmed up to him. He’s very polite to service workers and tips very well. The owner started keeping his favorite brew (a light roast single origin from Coast Rica) well in stock. Most days, when he comes in, the barista decides how many shots he needs based on how tired he looks.

- [ ] Asher

Frappe all day baby. He knows that there isn’t a lot of caffeine in those, but he’s already hyperactive so it balances just fine. He has a taste for chocolate, but always tries the seasonal ones when they come out. While the baristas hate making his order, they love his personality and always make his, as he puts it, with “extra love.” Ash claims he can taste it.

- [ ] Milo

Cappuccino. Sometimes with a pump of flavor, most often as it comes. Milo is an espresso snob. The man is Italian. Whenever they go to a new coffee shop he orders a solo to see how it tastes. He refuses to drink Starbucks espresso. Will be an asshole about how to pronounce coffee terminology.

(As a side note, Darlin’ orders straight espresso shots and takes them like actual shots. Milo is always horrified and tries consistently to get them to sip it but they simply won’t.)

Sam

Caffeine doesn’t work for vampires, but Sam just likes the taste of coffee. He’s a conoceré who loves fruity notes, unwashed processed beans, and dark roasts. His favored form of preparation is a French press, but he recently got a very nice syphon set up that he’s still figuring out. He takes his coffee with cream and a bit of sugar.

Vincent

Iced lavender lattes. Listen… Vincent is fruity. He’s a fruity fruity man. He likes it sweet and he will take it iced no matter the weather. There’s a late night coffee shop he frequents whose baristas think Vincent is an incredibly attractive gay insomniac.

William

William is more familiar with the early Parisian style of cafes than he is with American coffee culture, and he absolutely misses that. William staunchly stands by the idea that Le Procope was the first cafe in Paris, and that he drank coffee with Voltaire. He loves noisettes (espresso with a drop or two of cream) and has one nightly after dinner.

Huxley

Hux doesn’t drink coffee, but he does call the energy drinks he drinks coffee which drives Damien insane. Dames has started passive aggressively bringing Hux cups of black coffee when he asks instead of his Monster flavor of the week.

Damien

Iced coffee, no sugar, no cream. He drinks it iced because no matter how fresh the coffee is, it still feels a bit tepid to him. Drives him crazy, so he sticks with iced. When he’s feeling a little wild, he’ll add some oatmilk.

Lasko

Canonically, he drinks a doppio americano. I like to think it’s because he is too nervous/ conscientious to ask for something more complicated. He drinks it with two sugars and cream, but he doesn’t really enjoy the taste of coffee. Just the utility of it. Freelancer tries to get him into other drinks, and he enjoys the things that they get, but he never has the nerve to get them for himself when it comes time to order.

Gavin

Gavin has absolutely no interest in coffee. Caffeine does nothing for him, and he doesn’t like bitter things. What he does have, however, is a massive sweet tooth. He likes boba, but the fruity bursting type. His and FL’s favorite coffee shop is a small cafe that serves a wonderful selection of boba. He mixes it up often, but his go to a pink lemonade with blueberry popping boba.

Morgan

Morgan is a tea guy for sure. The potency and intrusiveness of seer magic can be worsened by substances, and that includes caffeine. Morgan doesn’t smoke, doesn’t drink, doesn’t take anything. He drinks herbal tea, sometimes decaf black tea. He likes a decaf London Fog when he’s feeling fancy, but often drinks his tea with just a splash of milk and two sugars.

Guy

Red Bull energy. This man drinks energy drinks like he isn’t blessed by the gods with an unholy amounts of hyperactivity. Since he does have adhd, caffeine often makes him sleepy. He can be found drinking Red Bulls of all flavors at all hours of the day. They’re the only things that manage to get him out of the absolute energy slump he has first thing in the morning, but he has been known to drink them late into the night. He’s also a fan of a vodka Red Bulls.

Aaron

Black coffee. And not good black coffee, either. He likes the instant shit. Coffee so tough he can chew it. He’s had good coffee before. Freshly ground French presses, premium Italian blends, single origins from the heart of the coffee belt. And yet, nothing satisfies him like Folgers instant. Smartass does have a fancy ass espresso machine, but he refuses to use it, and only politely sips the sugar-filled lattes they lovingly make for him.

Elliot

Elliot loves coffee. It’s a byproduct of his trade. Maybe it’s a stereotype to say that all dreamwalkers love coffee, but given that he spends the majority of his day asleep, it helps when he has to be conscious and functional. Elliot loves cold brew, since it’s a really concentrated brew. He makes his own using a very dark roast. He likes it a bit sweet, a bit creamy, but he really loves

#redacted asmr #my redacted content #redacted sam #redacted darlin #redacted milo #redacted audio #redactedverse #redacted vincent #redacted davey #redacted David #redacted Asher #redacted William #redacted huxley #redacted Lasko #redacted Damien #redacted Gavin #redacted Morgan #redacted guy #redacted aaron #redacted Elliot #redacted damn #oh boy #what a list

[themonotonysyndrome]

"Hey guys, it's 8r19h7 eYE2 here. Welcome to my first boss battle - a woman."

If you ask Bright Eyes - which no one is doing nowadays. Or talk to. So rude. - their ultimate weakness has always been hot women. Now you might be asking "Oh, does that mean you're Bi?" or "What's your body count?" or even "Holy fuck, Bright Eyes! When did you get in the shower with me!?" but that's not important. What you should be asking is what type of women Bright's heart explodes for like a car crash.

The answer? Preferably boss-ass bitches that can crush them with a pair of fuck-me-heels with daddy issues of the Frank Ocean level. Google it.

Oh and look! There's one here in Wonderworld! Shoes? Check. A scowl that can only mean the barista got her Starbucks order wrong again? Check. And when she steps away from the shadows, we hit the bonus round.

She's tall and her crown is pure platinum blonde. But like every white woman, she's hard to read but fortunately, Bright Eyes can so they check their text on Whatsapp (boomer apps gave them the hives) for any goddesses that are supposed to be on shift tonight.

Actually, let's go back a bit. Back to this morning when Sam accomplished the impossible and made Bright Eyes go 🕶️outside🌳.

"You know, I was counting down the days when you would finally kill me. I bet sometime this year. Vincent now owes me one of his Lambos. You think he'll be mad if I put some Barbie-friendly decals on it?"

"Bright, I don't mean now. I meant tonight at Wonderworld. Vamps in the Solaire Clan take turns patrolling the area."

Frederick pops into their head like an adorably fat mole. The Bright Eyes in their mind palace (it's actually more of a crack den but whatever) whack it with away because they know the unspoken reason why Sam approached them instead of his Progeny. And why he did so when Frederick was asleep.

But anyway, back to the present!

No hot white women were written in the text. Just a bunch of Vampires who form an anti-Bright Eyes committee™ as soon as they arrive. They ignore Bright for the most part which eventually leads the not-so-Newborn-anymore to the farthest end of Wonderworld where a babe is just chilling beside the vegetation-conquered carousel. Score one for the plants.

And the first thing that escapes from Bright's mouth is, "Good evening. May I inquire if you're a quirked up white woman that can bust it down sexual style so that I can get lost in the sauce?"

The scowl vanishes instantly. Like a father who went out to buy milk.

"Excuse me?"

Giddiness blooms like a weed (you know which ones) in Bright Eyes. She even has a Karen-patent tone! Could this night get any better -

Nevermind. Please wait for Bright's brain to reboot as an impressive set of badonkas-donkas is thrust in their face.

"Are you one of Sam's Progeny?" She didn't ask so much as demands. Like Bright and the world owes her something, everything. They wondered if they started panting because that's seriously hawt.

"I'm what you call a bastard of the magical kind meets with death via Vampiric jumpscare. And that's not a sentence I thought was possible."

Bright has to give blondie some credit; she takes their nonsensical answer in stride and with an eyebrow raised.

"I'll take that as a yes. You fit the rumours at least."

"You heard of me but I don't know who you are. You're hot but... sus. Do I need to eject you?"

"No surprise there. I bet Sammy did everything he could to hide you from me. He thinks he's protecting you, but all he did was made me curious."

"Aww shit, did the clapping of my ass cheeks give me away?"

"...Are you fucking high?"

"Probably. I had a shot of vodka with my honey milk boba tea with extra pudding and 100% sugar before I left. Fuck coffee when you can just meet god, amirite?"

The woman closes her pretty gold-ruby eyes. She exhaled and Bright could literally hear her mentally counting down.

"You're unlike any creature that I ever have the misfortune to come across."

"Uh, correction: you found me. And I still don't know if you're a quirked up white woman that can - "

"Enough. I get it. Are you usually like this when it comes to women?"

"Hey, I thought I would be holding in my rizz 'till the heat death of the universe! So who are you o' beautiful sour cream?"

"Careful, I can't tell whether that's an insult or a compliment."

"Sounds like a you problem, chief."

Apparently, magic does exist because despite the non-stop verbal trainwreck that's coming out of Bright's mouth, the woman's lips nearly twitch a smile.

"You're ballsy and stupid. I like that. The name's Alexis. A pleasure for you to meet."

Yes! Bright made it to Phase 2, bitch!

"They call me Bright Eyes, my IQ is the highest among the Redditors on the 'Am I The Asshole' subpage - "

"That isn't saying much."

" - And welcome to the ruins of Vincent's hopes and dreams."

Now that made Alexis burst out a gut. Seriously, she's clutching her stomach with tears in her eyes. It boosts Bright's confidence as a future stand-up comedian. Their 'flirting?' went well but Bright didn't sense the spark of interest within the older Vampire. Boo.

"Right. I've decided to kidnap you now. How accurately can you predict your... Grandmaker's reaction?"

"As accurate as my opinion on the Internet."

"Wonderful. I hope you like shopping and breaking the fabric of time and space on the highway."

And that, readers, is how Bright Eyes won against Alexis Getty-Solaire without getting Miyazaki'd.

#monotony's rambling #redacted asmr #redacted audio #fanfic #redacted bright eyes #redacted alexis #i have no idea what this is #think i watched too many max0r videos #wrote this shit in half an hour and now i'm gonna pass out

[unhinged-with-no-gender]

Can I ask again for a bachelor's x reader with ayato's boba sleeves and here's a link if you don't know what I'm talking about https://www.tiktok.com/@sipsipstefen/video/7065265412115647749?_r=1&u_code=dk9ecm571i5h1d&region=PH&mid=7065265380407053062&preview_pb=0&language=en&_d=dk9ed4hilfcl0i&share_item_id=7065265412115647749&source=h5_t&timestamp=1653700446&user_id=6999943807538234369&sec_user_id=MS4wLjABAAAAxeTP9hLY_Snj-FqoWKON5QYvQMkG8LqC76iYGvErd_pJI31pBzIaT_JBBR3nKqJD&utm_source=copy&utm_campaign=client_share&utm_medium=android&share_iid=7101480354712815387&share_link_id=9b39e2ab-dd82-4e81-8896-2a2bc6756668&share_app_id=1180&ugbiz_name=Main

I definitely had no idea what you were talking about but I'm so glad I know now

Alex:

Poor guy is so confused hdfjhkfhjgk

"???? Anything else up there?????"

"Can you pull out a football?"

He's very curious

Elliot:

"Oh!"

He's not quite sure what to do after seeing you simply summon boba from what seems to be thin air

He'd definitely ask a lot of questions, similar to Alex but less 'How can I use this' and more of a 'How does this work?'

He's cool with it

Harvey:

He really wants to know how this works

"Where did that come from?" "my sleeve." "????"

He will practically dissect your clothes.

Even more curious than Alex, but figures it out.

Sam:

I honestly see him not even noticing

You can pull out the drink and drink at least half until he's like oh where'd you get that?

He wants you to share.

Sebastian:

Similar to sam, but he does notice

He simply doesn't ask

He accepts you're living your best life

Might ask you to hold stuff on occasion, using any excuse to figure out this mystery pocket

Shane:

"What the fuck"

Will most definitely want you to stick a can of beer in there

At first he may be shocked, but finds this even more useful than you

10/10 on board with boba pocket

#Alex sdv #Alex x reader #Elliot sdv #Elliot x reader #Harvey sdv #Harvey x reader #Sam sdv #sam x reader #sebastian sdv #sebastian x reader #Shane sdv #shane x reader #sdv #stardew #stardew valley #stardew fanfic #stardew fic #sdv fanfic #sdv fix

[maybege]

End Credits

Summary: You and Boba start your new life together. (Part 14 of Midnight Special)

Pairing: hot dad!Boba Fett x fem!Reader

Wordcount: 6.0k | Rating: E (18+ only!)

Warnings: lots of fluff, explicit sexual content, dirty talk, cream pie, more fluff, lots of domesticity

Finishing up a story is always something that encourages you to look back on the journey that this story took. Midnight Special is a story that originated on the old blog – a few asks joking around about sleeping with a hot stranger who turns out to be your friend’s dad – and what started out with a smutty one shot in March 2021 quickly turned into what was meant to be a short and filthy story about the carnal adventures with hot dad!Boba which in turn morphed into a 14 part story (+1 alternative ending) that felt very real, raw and emotional to write. I want to thank each and every one of you for reading and supporting this story, whether you were here form the very start or joined when a few chapters were already out. It truly means the world to me that I got to share this with you.

Special thanks go out to @ayybtch because Sam truly is the reason that Midnight Special is the way it is: a series, a love story, and so very hot at times. Thank you, Sam, for always letting me gush about hot dad!Boba, listening to my ideas and never being shy to bring in your own. This story would not exist without you and I am forever indebted to you. Thank you.

Without further ado, here is the very last part of Midnight Special.

masterlist | crossposted on AO3

“You can put that here,” you instructed the movers, watching them with hawk eyes as they carried your most precious possession to the empty spot in the living room, “Yes, that is perfect!”

The men nodded, filing out of the house and back to the truck where some of the last boxes were still stored. You took the chance to look at your couch in Boba’s living room – now your living room. There had been this irrational fear that maybe the things wouldn’t fit together, that somehow there would be a divine sign to warn you that what you had was not going to last.

But the couch looked great in that spot and you knew the old one had found a great second home in Rob’s and Poppy’s garage.

“It already looks much more comfortable,” Boba stated, crossing his arms in front of his chest. You allowed yourself to get distracted for a minute, admiring his bare forearms in the rolled-up sleeves of his flannel. He had taken the day off today, preparing the house for your very official move-in day and scouring through the garage in search of tools. He looked absolutely delectable, you found, with his dark shirt, stained jeans and the little bit of belly that had his shirt stretch a bit wider.

“Like what you see, princess?” he grinned smugly and you swore he was flexing his bicep just to tease you.

“Very much,” you quipped, turning on your heels, “now, excuse me, I need to – oh!”

“Not so fast,” he growled in your ear, pulling you against his chest, “The movers are on their lunch break, in case you missed it, and I,” he pressed a kiss against your neck, “am hungry for something else entirely.”

His words made goosebumps erupt all over your skin and you leaned back into him, your hands landing on his broad ones. It seemed so long since you had felt his touch.

You had taken a week off work in preparation for the move and while that usually meant that you could spend much more time with your boyfriend, you had spent more time in your old apartment packing everything up than at home. And with Boba still at work, you hardly saw him anyway, both of you too exhausted to really talk and instead just curling into each other and enjoying a few blissful hours of sleep.

Boba’s mouth landed on your shoulder, his fingers nimbly pulling down the thin strap of your summer dress. “Do you know what this does to me?” he mumbled against you, “Seeing you waltz around in that skimpy little dress, I swear if you bend over one more time –“

“Boba,” you gasped, wiggling your ass against the prominent bulge in his jeans, “We don’t have time.”

“Oh, I know,” he chuckled, his big hands cupping your chest and you sighed dreamily, letting his fingers play with your nipples, “I am just warning you what you’re in for when all of this is done.”

“You think we can bribe them to skip lunch?” you joked, tilting your head to the side to give him more access.

“Patience, little one,” he whispered against your skin, “Patience.”

*

It was pitch dark by the time everything was unloaded, unpacked and put together in the living spaces. (The office was another story altogether that you would tackle the next few days, you had decided.) Having dropped off the keys at your landlord’s office, you were now sitting on your new couch, a pizza carton open on the coffee table and a canned cocktail in your hand.

“To our new home,” Boba said, bumping his beer against yours. He was sitting next to you, his entire side pressed against yours, comfortably warm.

“To our new home.”

You took a sip, letting the sickly sweet and fruity taste wash over your tongue before raising the cheesy slice of pizza to your mouth again. Your body was thrumming with the kind of exhaustion that guaranteed a good night’s sleep. The day had been so full of work but now you could see that all of it had paid off, most furniture pieces had found their new home and Boba had started sorting through the maps he wanted to put on the walls.

In the background, the TV was muted but you caught the familiar frames of an earlier The Nanny episode, smiling at Fran Fine’s loveable antics.

It was quiet and peaceful and for the first time in a long time, you felt fully settled. This was your home with Boba. This was your life with Boba.

As if he could hear your thoughts, the man next to you slung his arm around your shoulders and you leaned into him, resting your cheek on his shoulders.

“What are you thinking?” you asked quietly, closing your eyes when his fingertips brushed over the dip between shoulder and neck.

“How happy I am,” he replied just as quiet and you could feel his body moving under yours with each breath, “How much I love you.”

“I love you too,” you smiled, the tip of your nose brushing over the stubble on his jaw, “I love you so much.”

* Two weeks later, you were putting up laundry in the garden when you felt someone behind you.

You turned around, half expecting to see Poppy as the older women liked to come over and chat with you. Sometimes she brought a cup of coffee over, sitting down with you on the patio. You were so grateful for her kind presence, her small talk keeping you grounded and making you feel accepted when you were still very much dealing with the big life adjustment of the past few weeks.

But it was not Poppy that stood there behind you, a happy smile on her face. It was Nat.

She looked like she always did. Like the last few weeks had not happened at all and it made you angry and sad because you felt like her words had left scars all over you and here she was, looking nervous, yes, but not hurt.

“Hey,” she greeted and you were taken aback by how shy she sounded. Maybe your initial impression had been wrong.

“Boba is not here,” you managed to bring out, anxiety bubbling up because you could not take another confrontation. You simply couldn’t.

“I know,” she said, “I wanted to talk to you. Do you, uh, do you have a minute?”

You nodded.

“I wanted to apologize,” she whispered, “Truly. For my behaviour these last few weeks. It, uh,” she looked around uncomfortably, shuffling her feet, “It wasn’t fair to you or – or my dad. I was hurt and felt betrayed and – and to be honest, when I look back, I don’t – I don’t recognize myself anymore. I think maybe … when I figured out it was him that you had been meeting and that both of you knew, I just … it felt like you were doing it to play me a fool and I – I wanted you to know what that felt like. I know that’s stupid now, of course. The truth is,” she swallowed thickly, tears in her eyes, “I am so sorry. For everything. And I hope that you can forgive me one day because I … I miss you. I miss being friends with you and having lunch with you and telling you all about Will and – and – and I miss you in my life and I am so happy, truly, for both of you. Just … just don’t tell me gross stuff about my dad, please?”

You laughed, out a sob, tears already rolling down your cheeks.

“I can totally do that,” you cried, “And I’m sorry, too. We should have told you much earlier. I so understand how betrayed you must have felt and we never,” you hiccupped, “We never wanted to hurt you, I swear.”

“Okay,” she nodded, cheeks ruddy from tears and as if both of you thought the same thing, you fell into each other’s arms.

Hugging your friend for the first time in what felt like a decade, immense amounts of relief coursed through you. Like you were now able to heal the hurt that had been left between the two of you and carefully move past it.

“Do – would you like to come in for a coffee?” you offered, “I, uh, I don’t know if you know but –“

“You moved in, yeah,” she nodded, sniffling, “My mom told me. And a coffee sounds great.”

You breathed a silent sigh of relief, the idea of having to tell her of this drastic life change frightening you beyond belief. But now it was taken care of already. She knew. And she wouldn’t be here if she couldn’t accept that as well.

The walk up to the house was quiet and you tried to calm your nerves, opening the sliding door for Nat to step in first. It will be fine. It will be fine. It will be fine.

“No way,” she called, “This looks great?!”

“You think?” you asked shyly, still a little nervous about having her here, “I, uh, well, I did some changes when we moved in together. We – we wanted to make it our own.”

She looked at you, slightly raising her eyebrow and you smiled, knowing she was serious.

“It looks amazing,” she said, “Care to show me?”

“You want to?” you asked, unable to hide the excitement in your voice. You loved redecorating and other than Boba there had been no one in the house until now. Now it was Nat, your best friend, and you could not wait to show her all of your ideas.

“You kidding?” she laughed, “Mom and dad tried to convince him to hang up his maps for years. He was always too shy to display them. And finally, here they are!”

Hearing Boba being called shy made you laugh. That really wasn’t an adjective you would have chosen for him, especially the first few times you had met him. Now, though, you kind of understood what she meant. Even a man as self-assured as Boba had his weaknesses. And his maps were one of them.

“Well, they were collecting dust in the office,” you shrugged, motioning to a few of the frames you had brought from your old apartment, “And they fit so well with all the travel prints, this is the perfect place for them to be admired.”

“And you repainted,” she pointed to the kitchen, “I love that colour.”

Feeling more confident, you nodded. “Yeah, we also got rid of that old couch and, uh, put mine there instead. It really fits the space a lot better and it’s bigger which is nice for guests.”

You got the coffee machine going, getting two cups from the cabinets as Nat settled at the kitchen island, looking around curiously. She seemed relaxed, not as tense as the last few weeks and you took comfort in the fact that she was just as relieved as you.

“So, we just keep talking about me,” you mentioned, pushing the full cup towards here, “But what’s been going on with you? Any news?”

She cucked her head, an involuntary smile on her face that made you lean forward curiously, “Tell me more.”

“Do you remember Will?” she asked cautiously, “From the vacation?”

“Do I remember him?” you asked, “I remember someone buying a bathing suit specifically to impress him.”

“Oh, shut up” she hushed you, taking a sip from her coffee to hide her grin.

“So, I gather it’s been going well with him?” you inquired, wriggling your eyebrows suggestively.

“Very well, actually,” she indulged you, grinning over her cup like it kept the biggest secrets in the world, “We’re exclusive now.”

She looked at you and before you knew it, you were both squealing, throwing your arms around each other like you were in a 90s sitcom. “I’m so happy for you!” you laughed out, “This is amazing, Nat!”

“It is!” she screeched, “You should have seen him when he asked me, he was so nervous!”

A car pulled up in front of the house and the conversation died down. Your heart skipped a beat when you recognized the model. After all, you had watched this car pull up on this driveway more times than you could count. “That’s dad,” Nat recognized and you both watched through the living room window as the older man arrived.

It was almost comical, seeing him get out of the car like normal and suddenly freezing in his step, presumably having spotted Nat’s car down the road. You had never seen him this fast, hurrying up the steps and storming into the house.

You could see the frown on his face from a mile away, the concern etched into the features of his face and even though you knew it was a false alarm, you couldn’t blame him, really, considering the last few times Nat had been in this house there had been major conflict situation that had left everyone distraught.

So, when he stood in the middle of the living room, still in his suit and, looking between both of you as if he was gauging the situation, Nat and you could only laugh. Which visibly confused him.

“That is not the welcome I was expecting,” you could hear him mumble through your giggles. But his body relaxed as he made his way towards you, pressing a quick kiss against your temple.

“It’s all right,” you assured him both you and Nat laughing through our tears, “It’s all right, Boba.”

“It really is, dad,” Nat grinned widely, looking at you and then back at him, “It really is.”

“I am glad to hear that,” he finally said, going around the island to hug his daughter and your heart clenched when you saw both of them holding onto each other tightly. You didn’t know who needed it more: Boba or Nat.

“Now,” the redhead sniffled, grinning so wide her cheeks dimpled just like his, “Will you tell us about your map collection?”

Boba groaned, “I should’ve known this is what happened when you get together again.”

*

“Do you think they will like me?”

“Honey, why are you so nervous?”

“Well, the last time someone found out about me and Boba, things didn’t exactly go smoothly, now did they?”

Nat winced, her eyes still focused on where she was trying to get her earrings to hold. “That really wasn’t one of my best moments. I am so sorry.”

You sighed, fiddling with the bow of your dress. “I do. I just … These are all of his friends and they were so nice last time and what if they think I am weird now?”

“Look,” she turned her head, “They adored you during the vacation. And they adore my dad, they want nothing but the best for him. And you,” she pointed her finger at you, “are the best for him. If anything, they’ll thank you for getting him so happy all the time.”

You smiled, hearing Nat talk about your relationship with Boba in such a positive way was not something you had ever expected to happen after how things had initially gone. But now that she said these things, she seemed to be your #1 supporter and it warmed your heart every single time.

Now with the end of summer and the warm weather quickly approaching, the local tradition seemed to be having a giant bonfire BBQ in the garden and Boba had suggested it as the perfect first event for you two to attend together as a couple. And while you agreed, you were also a teeny tiny bit anxious about it all.

“Ah, there you are!” Poppy’s head appeared, “Will, was looking for you, Nat, do you know where your father put the cooler by any chance?”

“Driveway,” you replied, “I think Boba and Rob wanted to put it there for when Will comes back from the store.”

“Ah, thanks!” the older woman smiled, “And you look lovely, by the way!”

You smiled back, your fingers still fighting with the wretched wrap dress you may have bought just for this occasion.

To say that you were nervous would be an understatement.

“Come on,” Nat sighed, helping you adjust the bow for you, “I know you are nervous but they will love you. I mean, you already know most of them anyway!”

Taking a deep breath, you tried to settle your thoughts. Of course, she was right – Nat often was – and you also needed to remember that Boba had already told his friends. They knew. This was just the first time you would meet them as the girlfriend.

Oh, stars.

Nat clicked her tongue, “I know that face and the best way to help you is going out there right now. There are already some of his friends there, I am sure it will be tons better when you’ve greeted them.”

“Are you sure?” you hated how small your voice sounded.

“I promise,” she replied, tugging on your hand, “Now come on, I have to make sure Will doesn’t mix up the salads!”

The wide garden space between your house and Poppy and Rob’s was already filled with a good amount of people. You spotted Will and Poppy at the little buffet, setting everything up, when you and Nat emerged from your house. It was still warm enough that you could be out barefoot and you were relieved to see that you were not the only one who had decided to ditch the shoes in order to feel the soft grass under your toes.

Boba was standing with two men at the bonfire, a beer in his hand as he talked with them. You remembered seeing them before, one of them a single dad to an absolutely adorable kid and the other one just sheer gigantic.

Nat nodded at you encouragingly and you smiled (even if it wavered a little) as you made your way towards him. The hem of your light dress was swirling around your calves and you focused on taking one step at a time, looking at the way his face moved when he talked, how he gestured with his free hand, how he turned when he spotted you from the corner of his eye, how he beamed at you.

“Hey, love,” he greeted you, his eyes roaming over your figure, “There you are.”

His thick arm wrapped around your waist, pulling you in for a kiss and for a moment you forgot all the people around you. It was instinct, the way your mouth moved against his and how your hands came up to settle on his shoulders. He was warm against you, warm and solid and so affectionate, it made your heart melt.

“Finally, we get to meet the woman who put that smile on you!”

You flinched, pulling away from him in embarrassment at having been caught so … so in love. Boba just smiled, seemingly unbothered by the teasing comment his tall friend made and instead just pulled you closer.

“These are two of my friends from work,” he introduced you, “This is Din Djarin and Paz Vizsla.”

“It’s a pleasure to finally meet you,” the bigger of the two greeted you with a grin, holding out his hand for you to shake.

Finally? You eyed Boba, surprised, while shaking Paz’s hand. “It’s a pleasure to meet you too.”

Din only nodded at you before picking up a child that had been just been about to race by. “Grogu,” he warned the boy, “How many times have I told you not to run near the fire?”

The dark-haired boy showed a toothy grin, “Sorry, Dad?”

Boba’s arm tightened around your waist and you looked up at him.

“You want a beer?” he asked, nodding to where the cooler had been set up, “Paz needs to get one, maybe we could all sit down?”

“Hell yeah,” the large man rumbled, his hand landing on your shoulder in a friendly pat, “Let’s go sit down, I am starving.”

You followed Boba and his friend, watching the way he turned back to look at you and smile. Maybe it would all work out.

*

“Oh fuck,” you hissed, throwing your head back, missing the wall by mere millimetres.

“Quiet,” Boba warned you in the dark, two of his finger pushing into your open mouth, “Don’t want to wake everyone up now, do we?”

You shook your head quickly, cheeks hollowing around his thick digits as his cock thrust into you again and again.

It was your first vacation with all of them since Boba had introduced you as his girlfriend and while all of them had taken it well, you still had been nervous about spending two weeks in a house with them. But, like most times in the last year, your worries had been unfounded.

If anything, all of it was so much easier now that it was clear you were with Boba. You had been allocated a room together, the same one he had had last year with the hot tub just a few steps away. You had even driven here together, making a little mini road trip and spending the night in a small boutique hotel you had found online.

Truly, it was even better than last year. The sun was warm, the water was cool, and the people you were here with were so nice and supportive, it felt like you had been part of the group for much longer already.

But that still did not mean you wanted them to wake up from how good Boba was fucking you. He was lying behind you, holding your leg with one arm while the other hand was busy filling your mouth, his fingers thrusting down your tongue the way his cock was thrusting into your cunt.

You whined around him, your walls clamping down. Wet sounds echoed in the small room and you were sure your inner thighs were a mess with how wet you were.

Busy sucking on his fingers, you tried to follow them when he pulled them out of your mouth, chasing the salty taste of his skin. Boba chuckled, quickly pulling out of you.

“On all fours, princess,” he instructed gently, his hands pulling your hips up until you followed his movements, “Spread them for me, there we go – good girl.”

Your pussy clenched around nothing.

“It feels so good, Boba,” you gasped, pressing your chest down, opening yourself up to him, “Please fuck me, please please please, I need –“

“And here I wanted to see your pretty tits swing,” he teased you, positioning himself behind you. The tip of him rubbed along your dripping folds and you inhaled sharply, rocking back against him to get him inside you again.

“Can you pinch your nipple for me?” he panted, his chest brushing against your back as he slowly pushed inside you, filling you to the brim, “Yeah, can you do that for me?”

“Uh-huh”, you were mind- and boneless at this point, Boba’s deep voice coaxing you to slip your hand between your chest and the blanket, your fingertip running over your nipple again and again, “Please don’t stop, sir.”

“I won’t,” he assured you, his lips brushing you’re your ear as his hips pulled back only to slam back against yours, “Stars, you are so tight like this, little one, you just love being filled, hm?”

You nodded, unable to form words as he rubbed against a spot that made you shudder in the best way. The bedding bunched under your knees, Boba’s thrusts strong enough to push you up and down on the soft mattress.

“Love it,” you gasped, “Love your cock, Boba, p-please, I want –“

“I know what you want,” he grunted, his fingers tightening on your hip before he snuck one down between your thighs, his thumb circling your clit, “I give you what you need, don’t I? Don’t I take good care of your little pussy, princess?”

You babbled, rocking back against him frantically, chasing that feeling of pure euphoria that seems to course through your veins. Your core tightened, your pussy clenching around his thick shaft.

He chuckled, “I know I do, little one. Now you just need to come for me, hm? Just come all around my cock, princess, soak me.”

His words edged you on and with his fingertips rubbing over your clit, you felt the first wave wash over you, your whole body sinking into the bedding. “Fuck,” he groaned, leaning down to muffle his moans against your shoulder while he pushed into you again and again.

“Come inside me,” you whimpered, your hand searching until you felt the skin of his thigh under your fingertips, squeezing encouragingly, “Please come inside me, sir.”

You weren’t even sure if he heard you speak when his hand tightened on your hip, digging into the soft flesh as his movements sped up until he buried himself in you as deeply as he could. Hot spurts of come filled you and you sighed.

“Thank you for coming inside me, sir,” you mumbled, turning around with a drowsy grin to kiss him.

Boba was still above you, his chest heaving as he came down from his high. With the moonlight streaming in from outside, you could see the way his eyes softened as he looked at you. He leant down, carefully resting his entire body on yours and kissing you.

You could feel his come running down between your thighs but you did not care when you could feel his cheeks stretch under your fingertips with his grin. “I love you,” he rumbled, his kisses raining down on your mouth and cheeks and neck, “This is my favourite vacation I’ve ever taken.”

You could only agree.

*

“Say cheese!”

“Cheese!” you grinned, frowning when you didn’t hear another voice joining you.

“You have to say it too, you know?”

Boba looked at you so softly it made your heart ache. His arm was heavy around your shoulder and you felt the warm sunshine on your back. “Sorry, princess,” he rumbled, leaning closer to you, “I’ll try better next time.”

He turned back to Nat, “Do we need to take a second one?”

The redhead grinned, shaking the phone in her hand. “No need,” she said, “You two are sweeter than Mom and Dad on V-day.”

You laughed, your cheeks filling with blood at the compliment. But you would take her joking about you looking lovesick any day over the madness she had felt at first.

“I can live with that,” Boba smiled, his hand gliding from your shoulder down your back before taking your hand, tugging you with him to the group.

“Do you guys want one?” you asked Nat when you took your phone back, “A new phone background perhaps?”

“That’d be great,” she smiled, turning to her boyfriend, “C’mon, Will, picture time!”

Will made his way across the sand, holding up his hand to cover his eyes from the sun as he grinned widely at you both. “Whatever my queen demands.”

You took a picture of them just like she had done of you two, both of them smiling in the sun, wearing their beachy outfits as the rest of the travel party prepared to get back to the cars and back to the house.

Boba was waiting for you by the car, holding the door open as you skipped across the sandy parking lot. “Thank you,” you smiled, pressing a quick kiss to his lips, “Such a gentleman.”

“Only for my lady,” he replied jokingly, closing the door for you.

You sighed, leaning back in your seat as you enjoyed the reprieve from the beating sun. Thank the stars for whoever had invented ACs.

Boba walked around the car, a gust of hot wind following him when he sat down in the driver’s seat. After a whole week on holiday, he looked relaxed and rested, his wide smile making the corners of his eyes crinkle. His warm hand landed on your knee as he started the car.

“Nat was right when she said this beach is amazing,” you commented, watching the long stretches of sand pass by, “Now I understand why she was so sad I couldn’t see it last year.”

“Even better that you could see it now,” he teased, “Without a migraine and with your very handsome boyfriend.”

“Very handsome, you say?” you grinned.

His fingers on your knee flexed, gently trailing upwards until he brushed the inside of your thigh. “Extremely handsome,” he nodded, “And very much in love with you.”

*

“Are we redecorating the fridge again?”

You hummed, holding up two leaflets. “I want that vacation picture to find its place,” you explained, “Which means that one takeout menu has to go – Greek or Thai.”

It was your favourite picture of the two of you, you smiling into the camera, the “cheese!” still on your lips while Boba with his arm around you wasn’t looking at Nat at all. He was looking at you, his gaze so in love, even you could see it. And it made you feel all kinds of warm.

Seeing it on the fridge, made everything so real, so domestic, you couldn’t wait.

“I vote the Thai one,” he rumbled, “I’m fond of that Greek place.”

It did not escape your notice that that was the one where you had eaten from during your motel dates and as you smiled knowingly at him, he leant away from marinating the meat to press a long kiss to your lips.

You hummed, opening your mouth willingly even when he stepped away just a second later. “What’s gotten into you?”

“What do you mean?”

“You are even more touchy than usual,” you said, eyeing the way his hands paused his work.

But Boba was not the master of deflection for nothing. “Just wait until I’m done with this and I’ll show you how touchy I can be,” he growled, eyes mustering you up and down in a way that had you feel a little warmer.

“The others will be here any minute,” you reminded him, letting the leaflet fall into the bin, “We have no time for – for –“

Boba raised his eyebrows expectantly, clearly amused at your attempt to be responsible. “No time? You know all I need is five minutes with you in a closet to have you come on my fingers.”

Your cheeks filled with heat as you tried to avert his eyes. How could this man have such power over you just with his words?

“I do know that,” you acquiesced, stepping closer to him. You caught a whiff of his cologne, the familiar scent wafting in your nose. “But this is the first time we are hosting the bonfire together and it is important to me that we make a good impression.”

The yearly bonfire. Last year that had been when Boba had introduced you to everyone as his partner, the night ending with lots of booze and lots of laughter and quiet kisses in your bed.

And this year, Poppy and Rob had asked if it would be okay if you were the ones to host it since they just got back from vacation and, honoured that they had even considered it, you had said yes. Which meant that your living room was now the buffet headquarters and Boba had gotten out his family marinade recipe for the best BBQ results.

He looked like he wanted to say something but before any words could leave his mouth, the front door opened and you could hear familiar voices.

“Long time, no see!” the tall man greeted you, holding out a pie, “And apple pie as requested!”

“Hi Will,” you greeted the man, giving him a hug before taking the offered dish from his hands, “Thanks!”

“Family recipe,” he explained proudly.

“It is so good,” Nat nodded, her arms laden with salad dishes and a paper bag full of bread, “Even though our kitchen is a mess now.”

“Talking about messes,” Boba grunted, walking over the sink, “Will, could you take that plate to the grill, please? My hands are a mess.”

“Sure thing,” Will grinned, taking out the plate as requested while Boba washed his hands, “This is gonna be so much fun!”

*

Will was right. The night was a lot of fun.

As the night cooled down, everyone gathered around the bonfire and Boba did not wait long to pull you into his lap. “You have cleaned up enough,” he rumbled, “Let it wait until morning when I can help you. You need to relax now.”

Your body relaxed against his and you pulled your cardigan closer, trying to trap the warmth against the front of your body while you felt his heat against your back.

But Boba seemed to have something different in mind.

“Let’s play a game,” he whispered into your ear, “It’s been a long time since we played one.”

“What did you have in mind?”

“Each one of us says something that is completely honest,” he suggested and you smiled. This was a very familiar game, the one you had played that very first night you had met. The one that had started your life together.

“Yeah?” you asked him cheekily, leaning back into his chest as you watched Nat enthusiastically retell one of her. Will was gazing at her, completely enraptured by his girlfriend and you were so happy that she had a partner who appreciated her as much as she deserved. “You start.”

“If I’m completely honest,” he rumbled, “there’s this woman that I really like. Met her in a bar one and a half years ago and I never stopped thinking about her since.”

You smiled, tilting your head to the side so you could feel his stubble on the sensitive skin of your neck.

“If I’m completely honest,” you replied, humming when he pressed a kiss behind your ear, “There is this man that I am utterly in love with.”

“Utterly, huh?” he teased you and you giggled.

“Yeah, he is the best man I ever met,” you continued, your fingers playing with his hands, “And I hope he knows how grateful I am for him in my life.”

Boba hummed, silent for a while until you thought that the game was over already. But he also did not seem too engaged in the conversations that were going on around you. You knew him long enough now to know when he was in thought, and he really was.

Just when you were about to ask him what was going on, you could feel him shift, his belly and chest expanding against your back as he took a deep breath.

“If I’m completely honest,” he said, resting his chin on your shoulder as his hands wrapped around you, “I could see myself spending the rest of my life with her.”

Your heart stood still.

Was this what you thought it was? Was this what he truly wanted?

Tears filled your eyes and you gulped for breath as felt like a thousand butterflies were dancing the rumba in your stomach. Boba wanted to spend the rest of his life with you. He wanted to marry you.

And stars, did you want to marry him.  

“What do you say?” he asked, a hitch in his breath letting you know that he was not as confident as he often seemed, “Will you marry me, princess?”

The emotions were so overpowering you could only nod, your hands tensing on his. His fingers came up to turn your chin so you could see him. The warm glow of the bonfire, the crinkles next to his eyes as he smiled so brightly and so proudly you could only reciprocate. Your heart beat so far in your chest you hardly knew what to do. This would be your secret for a while, enjoying the before you shared it with your friends and families.

Boba pulled you in for a lingering kiss. It was soft and loving and when his tongue brushed over your bottom lip ever so slightly, it sent shivers down your spine. His arm wrapped around your waist, pulling you closer and you cupped the back of his neck, moving your lips against his.

“Ugh, I hate couples!” Nat shouted from across the fire and the group laughed.

Boba chuckled against your lips but as you pulled away from him with a smile, turning your attention back to the people all around you, his arm imperceptibly tightened, keeping you close. “I hope you know you just made me the happiest man on earth,” he whispered against the nape of your neck, “I love you.”

“I love you too,” you answered, just as quietly, and as you looked around, Nat grinning at you, Will’s arm around her shoulders, the realization set in that this was only the first of many bonfires you would attend together.

And that that warm feeling in your chest would now accompany you forever.

#maybege writes #boba fett x reader #boba fett x fem!reader #smut #hot dad!boba vibes

[jillianrose305]

More obey me scenarios from me maladaptive day dreaming ^3^

SAMS AND COSTCO EDITION

Lucifer:Rember we don't want to cause chaos in the human realm during our vist if you do you be punished at home

Mammon:yeah yeah Let's go already!

Lucifer:Mammon...

Mammon:I mean Yes sir!

*insert sadistic lucifer smile here*

Luke:*grabbing mc's sleeve* come on i want to go see if they have ingredient for that new dessert recipe

MC: oh my diavolo yes let's go

*both about to run off*

Simeon:luke you both have to grab a cart first

Luke:oh right

*after every pair grabs their cart*

Lucifer:Alright stick with your pairs im gonna say them one more time[just read the pairs below]

Group 1 latte duo: Satan and Asmodeus

Group 2 "Dialuci is what I've heard people call us! Oh no..." = Lucifer and Lord Diavolo

Group 3 : lukes dads = Simeon and Barbatos

Group 4 : Best Brothers = Beelzebub and Brlphagor

Group 5 : Act most like siblings = Leviathan and mammon

Group 6 =Mephistopheles and rapheal

Group 7 = Thirteen and Solomon

Group 8 : unsupervised = Mc and LUKE.<3

[Just little tidbits not full thing]

Asmo: Oh my look at all these facial kits~

Satan:*holding romance books and a new coffee maker* ...

Asmo:...

Satan: Romance movies and facials while drinking coffee.

Asmo:your the best brother Satan!~

[Next group]

Lucifer: Lord Diavolo are you sure this is neseaccary

[Diavolos goofy laugh]

Diavolo: Of course it is!

*the cart full of random items and diavolo is holding up matching pajamas for him, lucifer, Mc, and Batbatos*

[Next group]

Barbatos: I feel this would be best for a new recipe I've been wanting to try.

Simeon:oh?

Barbatos: i sall this tea jelly to put on pastries when reading a book the other day sometimes people glaze it with honey or some sort of cream.

Simeon: oo sounds delicious would you mind if I also tried to make it when we get back i feel the jelly itself would be good in bubble milk tea.

Barbatos: I wouldn't mind at all and that does sound delightful.

[Next group]

Beelzebub: hmm this looks delicious

Belphagor: mhm.. we should get more bedding and food for a sleepover with MC later.

Beelzebub: I agree. ... do you think MC wants chocolate or strawberry pudding..

Belphagor:hmm get both

Beelzebub:hm your right..

[Next group]

Levithan: woah! They have limited edition Tsl Plushies!

Mammon:..get 5 of each I want to sell 1 of each..

Leviathan:heh? What are you gonna do with the other three of each...hehe are you gonna gift them to MC and Beel?~

Mammon: Sh- shut up!

Leviathan:but I can't figure who the last set will go too...wait ARE YOU A TSL FAN!

Mammon: JUST PUT THEM IN THE CART

Leviathan:lol lower

Mammon:YOU LITTERALY LIKE IT MORE THEM ME

Leviathan: Shut up Mammon

[Next group]

Mephistopheles :This camera would be great for the Newspaper club!

Rapheal:[lost somewhere in the store]

[Next group]

Group 7: they weren't aloud inside and just went into a boba shop nearby

[Next group]

Luke:MC Look at this! Can I get it for Simeon?

MC: of course Luke . *ruffles his hair*

Luke: hey I'm not a kid!

MC:*giggles*

[Alright next is what everyone bought]

Asmodeus and Satan: Hello kitty coffee maker, k - cups, coffee beans, Creamer, sugar, hello kitty blankets, Fluffy body pillows, nail polish, Facial kit.

Diavolo and Lucifer: Cat keyboard, Random bakery items, Choclate fountain, 4 pairs of matching silk PJs, 4 matching slippers, Nail polish, Orbees spa feet thing, INSANE amount of stationary and note books, Wine , tea, and seafood.

Simeon and Barbatos: 15 Times of teas,milk,sugar, Mason jars, Costers , pens, 5 cook books, Aprons, Books, matching Sunglasses , and Diet coke.

Belphagor and Beelzebub: 2 Alaskan king beds , 10 throw blankets, 8 comforters, 30 pillows, 15 oversized Plushies, insane amount of snacks, matching PJ'S, Hulu subscription, Netflix subscription, Disney + Subscription, and 4 board games.

Leviathan and mammon: 5 full TSl plushie sets.

Mephistopheles and rapheal : New camera and a churro.

Solomon and Thirteen: Boba.

MC and Luke: Gift for Simeon and matching hoodies.

#obeymeswd #obey me #obey me scenarios

[antebellumite]

What do the Antebellum Guys get at Starbucks? ANSWERED!

TO BE READ IN THAT ANNOYING WATCHMOJO VOICE:

Daniel Webster orders black coffee and secretly drinks alcohol instead!

Henry Clay orders caramel mocha latte with whipped cream and with ice!

John Calhoun orders water!

Robert Hayne orders a pink drink!

William Fessenden orders wine!

Benjamin Brown French buys milk! Just milk.

Charles Sumner buys food and plain coffee!

Stephen Douglas tries to order an espresso, but the employee wisely never delivers it to him!

Thomas Benton buys a manly fruit smoothie.

Nicholas Biddle buys a frappachino, but he spills it all on the floor so he has to buy another one.

Andrew Jackson just eats ground coffee beans.

James K. Polk orders black coffee!

Sarah Polk goes to church! And gets free wine!

Martin Van Buren eats whipped cream. Just whipped cream. Because Democrats are weird.

John Randolph yells at the barista because he is a horrible customer.

John Crittenden orders a latte but with a german-style mug.

Willaim Seward orders a normal coffee. With sugar.

Theodore Frelinghuysen quotes scripture and buys bread.

John Quincy Adams has wisely chosen to go drink boba instead.

John Tyler gets a restraining order on himself for flirting with the barista and making one too many sexual suggestions. This is because John Tyler is a creep.

Preston Brooks also gets a restraining order on himself.

Millard Fillmore buys a cake pop.

So does Abraham Lincoln.

Zachary Taylor orders cinnamon latte!

John C. Breckenridge is kicked out for smoking.

Franklin Pierce buys a dragon drink.

William Harrison doesn't drink anything. He's only here because it's cold outside.

William Harrison is also there to keep an eye on John Tyler.

Abraham Lincoln also has a restraining order on Andrew Jackson.

John C. Fremont and Jesse Fremont buy the entire Starbucks Industry. Thankfully, they only abuse this power to give themselves pumpkin spice lattes year round.

James Buchanan attempts to order but changes his mind over and over again.

The Eatons' don't care what they order, as long as it's aesthetic enough to post onto TikTok and they also use one straw and between the two of them. Weirdos.

Floride Calhoun and the rest of Washington City glare murderously from the outside.

Lucretia Clay forgoes Starbucks and drinks homemade tea!

Rachel Jackson drinks a latte, and watches as her rabid husband scarfs down beans. She uh, might also want to see a doctor.

Meanwhile, Sam Howe, Frederick Douglass, Oliver Wendell Holmes, and Wendell Phillips are all sitting at one table eating breakfast.

They are all glaring and being glared at by William Garrison, Theodore Parker, Oliver Wendell Holmes and Julia Howe at another table eating breakfast.

James Henry Hammond is rotting in jail.

Henry Longfellow doesn't drink anything and stays home.

THAT'S ALL FOLKS! ARE YOU SATISFIED WITH THESE RESULTS? TELL US IN THE COMMENT SECTION BELOW AND PLEASE LIKE AND SUSCRIBE!

#the congressional incubator #henry clay #john c calhoun #daniel webster #andrew jackson #nicholas biddle #stephen douglas #charles sumner #thomas benton #james k polk #john quincy adams #robert haynes #NO I REFUSE TO TAG EVERYONE!

[clonewarsarchives]

CAST AND CREW ON… (#137, NOV 2012)

AS SEASON FIVE TAKES THE CLONE WARSTO ALL NEW HEIGHTS. THE TALENT BEHIND THE HIT SERIES GIVE THEIR THOUGHTS ON THE SHOW!

...”Revenge” being an Insider award-winning episode!

Sam Witwer [the voice of Darth Maul]: Darth Maul’s got the Boba Fett factor going for him. He looks cool, and has an attitude that was established in The Phantom Menace.

The big thing for “Revenge” was to describe the cost of what had happened to him—not just physically, but mentally. We also showed the unadulterated dark side of the Force. It isn’t just cool leather suits and red lightsabers. It’s madness, despair, and pain. He’ll get funnier as he goes along, trust me [laughs]

 ...the darker aspects of the show.

Dave Filoni [supervising director]: There’s stuff that we shoot that does not make it into the show at all. There’s a level where I say, “That’s kind of enough.” I try not to do stuff that goes beyond what you see in the movies. I fully realize that a lot of kids have not seen Revenge of the Sith, nor would you expect them to: It’s a very intense movie.

That clearly illustrates my problem: I’ve got Attack of the Clones on one side, which is the beginning of a downfall, and I’ve got Revenge of the Sith where it’s a complete downfall of the good guys. The Clone Wars is a hard place to be.

We’ve made the villains very powerful and very dangerous, but people are always hungry for the heroes to win. So I want to make sure that we show that they had a lot of victories, but the Jedi didn’t understand that Palpatine was controlling the whole thing. They just missed the one critical thing that could have brought them to victory. I think this season you’ll see that Palpatine’s plan is more perilous than even he thought possible. He has tried to control many futures to make it all happen, but it’s just not that easy to do, and there are many obstacles that could get in his way.

...34 percent of the audience being female.

Ashley Eckstein [the voice of Ahsoka Tano]: I credit Dave and his team for including so many strong female characters. It’s something I hoped would happen. We’ve talked about it all along: In the very beginning, I remember asking, ‘Was Ahsoka created to increase the female audience?”

Filoni: I felt very strongly that if we did another young boy character, it would just be repeating Anakin and Luke. I had a young cousin at the time, and watching her grow up was a big influence on me. I thought it’d be great to get a girl with a lightsaber out there. I think it’s worked out great. Ashley has been a great ambassador for fans. She’s a tiny powerhouse.

...Mark Hamill guest-starring on the show?

Filoni: I wouldn’t ask Mark to do anything on the show until I had something for him that’s really awesome and unique. There have been times when I’ve thought, Well, maybe this could be it, but than I’ve thought, Nah, it’s just not going to have the impact. I want to be able to cast Mark in a way that’s meaningful for him. It’s on my list of things to do. It won’t happen in Season Five, but, hopefully before the show ends, I will be able to get Mark Hamill back into the Star Wars franchise. It will be in a way that is unexpected.

...how the fate of these characters resonates with a new audience

Filoni: All these kids that watch The Clone Wars know Anakin Skywalker really well. When I was a kid and I watched A New Hope, I had no clue. So when Obi-Wan says, “Vader betrayed and murdered your father.” I said, “Oh, wow. That sucks for Luke.”

But if you play A New Hope for kids now, they’re watching our show, and that’s how they find out that their hero Anakin Skywalker dies—it’s that Darth Vader kills him.

...the look of the show

Joel Aron [CG and lighting supervisor]: We don’t light it like animation. Dave Filoni said to me many years ago, “Get it like Frank Miller; get it very graphic, do something different.” Then George came in and had us push it even further. Because of that, I’ve tried to push it even more. The Star Wars films are an influence, but other movies are, too. I’ll see Drive and then I have to use that look.

We see Anakin’s bedroom in Season Five, and I wanted it to be like Elliott’s room from E.T. because Anakin’s room should haw the feeling of a little boy’s room.

We used some of the Mustafar matte paintings from Revenge of the Sith, but we retained that animated edge because George Lucas was very clear with that early on. The shapes have to be hard; the paintwork always has to look like it’s been raked with a fork. Sometimes, when I go through the still frames, I forget which one was a lighting concept and which one was an actual rendering. That’s what we really wanted to achieve.

...what the show means

Filoni: you think of A New Hope and Obi-Wan saying, “For over a thousand generations, the Jedi Knights were the keepers of peace and justice in the universe.” I think of that quote and I hear Alec Guinness. Then I look at our show and see these Jedi Knights, these guardians of peace and justice. I never would have imagined when I was a boy that I would be privileged to be a part of telling that story and working with George Lucas. That’s when it connects for me. That’s when I know that I’m playing with heroes who are giants and villains who are treacherous. We’re continuing a storytelling tradition that goes far beyond our show. That’s when you connect to what George was doing in A New Hope, and that’s when you connect to what Joseph Campbell [author of The Hero with a Thousand Faces] always talked about.

...George Lucas’ retirement

Dave Filoni: To us, his retirement means that he has more free time to come and watch the show! I always tell him that I don’t believe he is going to retire. When he stops showing up, then I’ll believe him.

But he’s taught me to make all these decisions without him. He told me when we started that one of the reasons that I’m here is to make sure that when he’s not around, things go the way he wants. And so I think it’s a compliment to myself, my crew, and to the different divisions of Lucasfilm. He feels confident in all of us to say that he can retire. He’s done a great thing for on as a company by bringing in Kathleen Kennedy to take over the reins.

...the future of the show

Filoni: I’ve always said that we’ll keep making the show as long as people are watching. Because of the demands of our production schedule to deliver this high-quality product, we work very far in advance. We have all of Season Five finished, and we’ve been working on the scripts and designs for a sixth season.

#insider #i137 #crew #dave filoni #joel aron #the clone wars

[somethingusefulfromflorida]

I fear that a large part of my personality may be based on performative outrage on topics I don't really care about. What's it called, virtue signaling? I see other people getting up in arms about something I didn't particularly enjoy, and for some reason I jump aboard the bandwagon and pile on the insults, "hey look at me, I hate this thing too! It's the worst!" No, it's not the worst. It means nothing to me. Why am I calling it the worst? Why am I expending effort to make fun of something that I honestly couldn't care less about?

Marvel movies, Star Wars movies, big budget franchise sequels, I don't care about them. I've stopped watching them, so why isn't that enough? I don't plan on watching Rings of Power, not because I hate amazon (which I do), not because it looks bad (I haven't seen any clips, I've only heard other people's opinions), not even because I want it to fail (it's success or failure is irrelevant), but because I'm not even a fan of Lord of the Rings! I've seen Fellowship twice in my life, Two Towers and Return of the King once, and the first Hobbit movie. The only books I've read was the Hobbit, and I didn't really like it. Why am I pretending to be a huge fan who is outraged? If it sucks, it doesn't concern me.

Star Wars. I'm a big fan of Episodes 4 and 5, and most of 6, and that's about it. I've seen episode 1 a few times, and didn't like it. I attended a sleepover where they had a movie marathon of all the prequels on in the background all evening, so I've seen parts of episodes 2 and 3, didn't much care for them. Never seen Clone Wars. But for years I pretended that I hated the prequels because that's what was popular to say. I don't hate them because I've never seen them. I like watching other people bash them online because they look ridiculous, but ultimately I don't care one way or the other. When episode 7 came out, I was HYPED AS FUCK, legitimately hyped, not a performance; I was excited to see my first Star Wars movie in theaters with friends who loved analyzing the originals just as much as I did. I bought and read the now non-canon Thrawn trilogy, bought and didn't read a bunch of the other legends books, and I REALLY enjoyed episode 7. It did exactly what it needed to do, and I left the theater with a smile on my face. I went into episode 8 with ao much enthusiasm, and I didn't like it at all. That was also legitimate. It's popular to bash episode 8, but my dislike didn't extend that far, I just thought it was a major dip in quality from 7. Rogue One, I was excited about the premise, didn't like the execution. Solo, didn't like it, thought it was more like walking through a Han Solo museum with a tour guide pointing out "remember when he said this line in episode 5? Here's where it came from? And that line in episode 4? That one's to your left." Episode 9 was the first one I actively hated, like passionately hated, real non-performative hatred. I love 2½, I'm indifferent about 5½, and I hate 1, so I have no real skin in this game. Star Wars excites me more as a concept than as a franchise. The idea of it excites me, but 9 times out of 10 I pass on the content. The Mandalorian and Boba Fett and Obi Wan and Andor just aren't my thing. I've never seen them, don't plan to, so what do I care if anyone else does?

Marvel movies. I have watched exactly 8 of the 29 movies that have been released as of my writing this. I loved the Sam Raimi Spider-Man trilogy as a kid, but other superheroes didn't really do it for me; I'd never neard of Iron Man when I was 11, or Thor, though I did know about the Hulk, I still didn't care enough to ask my parents to take me to see it. The first MCU movie I saw was Avengers 1 when I was 15, because my older sister decided out of nowhere to invite me to the movies with her friends (she'd never done that before), and Hunger Games was no longer playing at out hometown theater. I LOVED Avengers 1. I thought it was hilarious! I thought it was a perfect movie, nowhere near as bloated as people said it would be online. Next one I saw in theaters was Avengers 2, didn't really care for it. I saw Captain America 2 on DVD at a friend's house, I actually really liked it. I saw Cap 3 because of Spider-Man, and I liked it too, and I got really excited for a standalone Spider-Man movie, so Homecoming was everything I was hoping for. Not as good as Sam Raimi, better than Amazing. Next I saw Black Panther with my mom because she REALLY wanted to see it; it wasn't bad, didn't really do anything for me, but whatever. This is when I got off the marvel wagon because Avengers 3 was way too bloated for my tastes; I didn't want to watch it until I caught up on everything I missed, so i never saw it. I saw Far From Home on a date, liked parts of it, didn't really like Peter becoming Iron Man Jr. No Way Home got my bloos flowing because they brought back all the old characters from Raimi and Amazing, but the story itself didn't do it for me, and Tom Holland Peter is way to annoying for my tastes, so I've sworn off any future disney marvel movies. I don't care about the franchise anymore. I don't enjoy it anymore. I have nothing to gain from watching them, and I can vicariously make fun of the ones that suck by watching youtube reviews. Sony's Spider-Verse was great, loved it, can't wait for the sequel. I hope they make a Raimi 4, and hell, I'd even be okay with an Amazing 3 (I never saw Amazing 2, but I like Andrew Garfield). It'll never happen, but I can dream.

DC movies. I saw the original Batmen; 89 was good, Returns scratched an itch I didn't know I had (though my family hates it), Forever is a legitimate guilty pleasure of mine, and &Robin is objectively terrible but fun to watch in a MST3K kinda way. Never saw Batman Begins. I saw the Dark Knight once when I was a kid, didn't care for it (though I'd probably like it more now). Never saw Dark Knight Rises, would probably enjoy it, it looks good. Never saw ANY Superman movies. I saw Dawn of Justice because it was supposed to be DC's answer to the Avengers, which I still liked at the time, but I actively hated it and wanted Superman to stay dead. Never saw Justice League. Suicide Squad was terrible, another instance of active hatred. And that's it! Never seen any of the others. No Wonder Women, no Snyder Cut, no THE Suicide Squad, no John Cena show, nothing! I just don't care! This franchise means nothing to me! I don't have the energy to make fun of it on purpose, it just exists entirely outside of my wheelhouse.

Avatar. I saw it in 2009. Everyone in America saw it. It broke box office records. Everyone in America forgot it. It never captured the cultural zeitgeist like other big bidget sci-fi films; until disney made the theme park, the fandom was so niche that it never cropped up in pop culture. Novody referenced it except to say it was the highest grossing movie ever and jokingly call it Dances With Blue Cats. I thought it was pretty and inoffensive, but not worth a 3 hour investment to ever watch it again. I own it on DVD, which I opened and started watching once, but never finished, and the only reason I still have it is because the producer Jon Landau has a vacation home down here and visited my freshman video productions class in 2010 or 2011, and I had him sign it.

I don't actually care that they're making Avatar 2. I think it's a soulless cash grab, but so is every studio movie these days. It doesn't interest me, so I'm not gonna watch it. I don't hate it, it's just boring. I'm sure it'll look pretty, it'll make a ton of money and win a ton of awards, but I don't care enough to make fun of it just because the plot doesn't sound interesting to me.

Video games. I'm not a gamer! I've never owned a current gen console; my parents bought me a Gameboy Advance SP when I was a kid, and a DS Lite later, but the only actual console I ever owned was an N64 I bought on ebay in high school (I didn't even Buy It Now, I won it in an auction; I was super excited). I have Minecraft on my laptop, which I play once or twice a year for a week or two at a time before getting bored and stopping until a new update comes, and that's it! I don't care about console wars! I don't care about graphics! I don't care about triple-A developers making samey games, because I don't play any! First person shooters and open world sandbox survival craft-em-ups and liberating districts and this that or the other, I just don't care! I don't care if the games are good, I don't care if they're bad, I don't care if critics love them or hate them, I just like hearing Yahtzee Croshaw make fun of them on Zero Punctuation! I don't have a steam account, I've never played a valve game, but I enjoyed watching Portal 2 walkthroughs and reading the entire TF2 wiki lore (I love the comics; will never pick up the game), never played undertale, or papers please, or the last of us, or breath of the wild, of gtav, or anything. I watched roosterteeth/achievement hunter/letsplay on youtube from like 2011 to 2016 or 17, but I fell off that wagon due to lack of interest.

I am apathetic above anything else, and I need to stop acting like every new installment to such and such franchise I'm not involved with is important to me when it's not. I need to stop hopping on the bandwagon. I don't gain anything out of letting people know how much I love/hate a movie/game I've never watched/played. Maybe I get some notes on tumblr? Whoop dee doo. Number go up! Who cares? I don't.

I'm sorry for being a jerk. The media I do or do not consume should not influence my personality. It's dumb to act like it's important to me when it's not. If I really like something, I can be excited! When I really hate something, I can say so and move on. When I'm indifferent, I can just ignore it. Why do I let myself get up in arms like this?

#long post #media #franchises #marvel #star wars #disney #dc #mcu #dceu #rings of power #books #movies #virtue signaling #who cares #apathy #apathetic #i don't care #performative outrage #performative

[comebackali]

🔥 + those new star wars shows

i feel like it's not an unpopular opinion that disney star wars is like, bad, and we're very over saturated with sw content rn. but let's go one by one for disney era sw shows, yeah?

rebels (2014-2018): okay i love rebels. nuthin to say here. it's not perfect but overall, a good fun time. good fun characters. love it.

forces of destiny (2017-2018): meh. the animation is meh, but i liked most of the padme ones, and i liked the ones where the girls from different franchises interact, like leia and sabine and jyn. i like the concept, but overall was underwhelmed. but for what it was it's fine.

resistance (2018-2020): i don't really have an opinion on resistance. i watched a few episodes when it first came out but it didn't really pull me in. so i'm neutral on it, but it's sequel era so auto hate i guess. but not really. it's fine.

galaxy of adventures (2018-2020): best animation in star wars. oh and it's narrated by dante basco? incredible. love it.

the mandalorian (2019-present): hate. i liked the first season cuz i liked baby yoda (he's cute!), and i liked pedro pascal becoming daddy™, but then season 2 was just bad. the best part was them getting temuera morrison back as boba fett, but we all know how that turned out. and season 3 was simply intolerable. even characters i used to sort of like i now hate with a firey passion. like bo katan?? hate her. why is she so young?? and here's the real unpopular opinion, i HATE baby yoda. like he's not even cute to me anymore i literally just hate him with the passion of a thousand firey suns. i think it's the combo of over saturation plus the absolute STUPIDNESS that was his "arc" in the book of boba fett, but kill that little green old man with fiiiiiire 🔥🔥🔥. i didn't even care about the order 66 stuff with him, it was just so stupid. the best part was my boy kelleran beq. but i do respect the hell out of pedro pascal for being like, the highest paid voice actor in hollywood. like he's barely in the suit anymore but literally get that bread 🤑🤑🤑

jedi temple challenge (2020): i cannot belieeeeeeeeeve that when i look up "star wars shows" wikipedia has every fucking show listed EXCEPT jedi temple challenge. THE AUDACITY. THE DISRESPECT. jedi temple challenge is a star wars game show based on game shows like "legends of the hidden temple" from back in the day, and it's an absolute delight. AND it brought ahmed best (jar jar binks) back into star wars. and he did such a good job and you can tell he had such a fun time doing it. kelleran beq my absolute BELOVED. y'all think you love him but none of you love him like i do. also SAM WITWER??! frank oz?? zakai "the dark side is a little bitch" you absolute fucking legend? incredible, no notes. i wish there were a thousand seasons.

the bad batch (2021-present): hate. #unwhitewashthebadbatch. also, it's boring. i just don't care.

visions (2021-present): best thing that's happened to star wars in 20 years. love forever ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

the book of boba fett (2021-2022): HATE. IT'S JUST SOOOOOOOO BAD. HOW COULD THEY DO THIS TO MY BOY????? temuera morrison deserved sooooooooooo much better. and don't even TALK to me about what they've done to my son, luke jskywalker. fake luke skywalker. jake skywalker. terrible. hate hate hate.

obi wan kenobi (2022): my beloved. has done nothing wrong in their life, i know this and i love them. (except for what they've done to my boy the grand inquisitor. and fifth brother. but we don't talk about that.) genuinely so surprised that it was as good as it was, seeing the state of star wars live action before it. but i've never been so grateful that dave felony does not care about obi wan as a character, and therefore does not feel the need to rub his greedy little hands all over him. deborah chow did such a good job protecting the integrity of the characters imo. i would have been happier if it was just sad man alone in the desert, hallucinating anakin and house hunting with force ghost qui gon, but i've since gotten over that. i loved baby leia and the organas. also i don't think this is an unpopular opinion but KATHLEEN KENNEDY IS A LITTLE BITCH FOR CANCELLING S2 BUT GREENLIGHTING A REY MOVIE THAT NO ONE WANTS. ESPECIALLY when ewan/hayden/jimmy were all on board. she's number one on my hit list tbh. but if that was all we had it was enough. better to die a hero than live long enough to see yourself become a villain, and all that.

andor (2022-present): rogue one is the best thing that star wars has ever done imo, and andor is andor: a rogue one story, so it's great. but i fucking hate polldark cereal man. he's so fucking annoying. every time he is on screen i am throwing things at my tv. i don't even know his name, sibil, maybe? anyway, he's fucking stupid. taking away valuable screen time from my beloveds and for what? and he's just so boring. he's not even an interesting fascist like dedra (who i really only like because of the actress's incredible performance in "under the banner of heaven"). but anyway he's the worst. unpopular opinion is that mon mothma is sooo valid for selling her daughter to satan for one corn chip. go off queen.

tales of the jedi (2022-present): stupid. you can't even have continuity in your own canon? get it together dave, christ alive. i wanted to like it but, meh. i did like the rex, ahsoka, anakin one, because it's peak anakinnuttery and he's literally so insane i love it.

young jedi adventures (2023-present): adorable. you're killing it babies. high republic is fun. all the gold drip is fun. and the little riyo chuchi pantoran with the purple lightsaber is adorable. the eps are whatever, but it's literally made for 3 year olds, so it's great.

ahsoka (2023): it's so terrible i can't even speak. my expectations were low but man they wow'd me with how bad it was. first bitchy thing: ewan's new wife as hera was even more terrible than i was expecting. i can't think of a single thing i liked, except sabine a little, but that is for lesbian reasons and i cannot be held accountable for that. the rampant love for shin is soooooooo transparent. like i don't even dislike her, i like her just fine, but come on. and cgi hayden?? are you kidding me?? he looked SOOOOOOOO terrible are y'all for real?? i knew it was gonna be bad but damn. biggest takeaway was that whoever was in charge of the sound editing should be SHOT. it was so bad and sooooooo distracting. it took me right out.

huh. i guess overall i don't hate as many as i thought. but still, the ones i hate i really hate, and waaaaaaaaaaaaay too many. i'd sell them all to satan (except kenobi) for one corn chip.

#star wars #star wars tv #icebluecyanide #thanks for the ask i got things to say lol

[starry-skies-116]

Personality Facts +More- Samuel Lee Witwicky (AU):

Introverted Pisces INFJ, what more can I say?

Autism, hyperphantasia, alexithymia.

The type of person to drink tea in the morning, also the type of person to prefer picnics on a spring day when the weather hits JUST right-

Also, Samuel’s def the type of person to love white chocolate sm. It’s one of his safe foods. One of his other preferred safe foods are those sour lychee candies/gummies. He actually has a whole list, in fact: among them include mac n cheese, specific sandwiches he buys from the deli, cake, fried rice, mooncakes, pancakes, bread with sprinkles and butter, REALLY well-made hot chocolate, home-cooked hotpot, potstickers, ramen, boba, california rolls, etc. Basically anything that’s warm and comforting.

He does like to eat ice cream, though- but every time he, Mikaela and Heidi go to get some he literally orders the same flavor and toppings every time (god me too).

Stomps on crunchy leaves in autumn when he thinks nobody’s looking 😗

Has way too many house plants that his mother always lets die. He never figures out why they always seemingly revive and regain their vitality near his presence until later events.

Has two or three plushies, one of which he sleeps with (and then there’s Heidi with a whole ass army of them-)

Loves to stargaze at the night sky, daydreaming about the life beyond there and fantasizing/planning obsessively over how his interactions with them will go if he were the one to make first contact (don’t tell him any spoilers now shhshshshhssh-)

Uses lots of emoticons when texting, especially ones like ‘:)’ ‘:3’ ‘:D’ ‘:(‘ and ‘<3’

Perceived as a cat person because of how mellow, non-confrontational and demure he acts, actually loves all animals (drawn to dogs to put some energy in his life because mans fr mimics behaviors similar to a cat sometimes sssshhhhh ♥️)

Typos/spelling errors frustrate him immensely, though he does his best not to show it (it doesn’t work lmao)

Mikaela and Heidi are his next-door neighbors, as well as his friends since childhood: they met when they were all five. Their friendship began to develop slowly due to many other factors in their life, but as they grew older they began to have the opportunities to spend more time together. The events of them crossing their own fates with that of the Autobots only served to make them further inseparable and strengthen their bonds. 

They literally evolve from average supportive friendship still blooming awkwardly to ‘THIS IS MY BEST BITCH. WE ARE ONE UNIT. WE RIDE OR DIE.'

Sam primarily holds the role of the ‘default brain cell holder’ in the group. In other words, he holds the brain cell that they all share.

He’s also the shortest in the friend group, even though he’s average height and the height difference is in literal centimeters to the point where it’s barely noticeable (he’s 5’3/160 cm, Mikaela is 5’6/167 cm, and Heidi is 5’4/162.6 cm)

Elusive, enigmatic, secretive and reserved. Has all the traits of a leader and is decisive, despite being rather cautious and always opting for a peaceful solution. Strives to be kinder and wiser every day, so he can finally understand and truly connect with others. Prefers to keep things to himself- always shrewd and observant around people. Exceptionally prodigious beyond his years, master strategist, scientist and leader. He’s used to learning from his mistakes and making the best of bad situations, so he often denies any kind of pain he’s in no matter how severe it is.

That, or he literally does not recognize his pain at all. It takes him at least three to five business days at minimum for him to figure out his feelings and needs if those said sensations prolong for an extended period of time. If intense emotions flare up and then vanish just a moment after, it’ll fly right underneath his identification radar.

He’s sometimes prone to dissociative episodes to escape situations that remind him of trauma. Even with the AllSpark’s/Primus’s memories, anything that remotely triggers the traumatic parts of them causes him to slip into either a meltdown or a dissociative episode because of the emotions he feels and associates with them. Even when the memories are not Samuel’s… they still mean so much to him for no reason at all.

He spent his elementary and middle school years being homeschooled, and then the first time he’s ever been enrolled in public school was his Freshman Year.

His most exceptional traits are his curiosity, his compassion, and the sheer amount of effort he puts into trying to understand and communicate with others purely out of his kindness and care for people.

Samuel is very patient- however, that patience is born out of passivity. His lack of experience in social situations with those other than his friends, as well as a period in that time of bullying and ostracization, made him afraid to stick up for himself and to state his boundaries. When he came out to his parents and asked to transition on his thirteenth birthday, he was genuinely so scared that he was about to pass out.

As a result of his lack of socializing, he has a somewhat poor grasp of social interaction. His limited emotional expression and composed, impartial demeanor comes off as a bit eccentric and distant. Due to this, he admits to needing to study human emotions and ‘regular’ human interaction more. (autistic mood)

Sam loves to make either mental or physical note of things in his head that he deems of interest. Often, surprisingly they are odd but useful details that he somehow finds a way to utilize to his advantage.

Detests conflict, and always tries to negotiate and help people via kindness and not throwing hands. Despite the love he has and gives, he doesn’t really believe that he can ever protect anyone- not in a way that makes a difference. At the end of the day, all he wants is for people to get along.

Very observant of his surroundings- too observant. He jokingly refers to it as ‘gathering intelligence’, which isn’t too far off. Sensory issues essentially force him to pay attention to each and every little detail- but Samuel always insists that it’s fine, because ‘he’s used to it’ (shit explanation my guy-)

His favorite color changes from week to week- oftentimes it’s a whole color palette instead of just one color.

His camera roll isn’t really what you’d expect from someone as quiet and reserved as him: it’s full of cursed images, memes, stimboards, selfies of important moments with his friends, pictures of school notes and his workplace environment, and pictures of his dog.

He comes from a relatively wealthy family, but from the part-time jobs that he takes, he saves up money to buy more books, as well as anything that captivates him/immediately takes his interest hostage upon first glance (like I’m not kidding, it’s legit on-sight)

Whenever he’s captivated or genuinely, truly interested or enamored with something, he reacts like a cat in response to seeing shiny things. His eyes widen and get brighter, and his pupils dilate. He does barely noticeable stims (such as fiddling with his bracelet or jade pendant), and he leans closer, shuffling his feet to approach closer and closer without even realizing it.

He loves finding interesting rocks/geodes on occasion, and secretly making DIY-at-home jewelry at his part-time mechanic job with them and the equipment at his workbench. To get away with it, he arrives early, before his shift begins. He then shares the product with those he makes (whenever he isn’t burnt out): it’s his love language, finding cool rocks and making them into ‘socially acceptable’ gifts because he fears rejection sm 💔

Literally a sci-fi nerd. Gushes over shit like Star Wars and Star Trek and all that: has written novels and drawn fan art before, and basically died inside when Mikaela and Heidi discovered his stash in the closet when he was ten (bullied for his interests because other people can be assholes sometimes). He thought they both would leave him and never want to associate with him again, turns out they spent the next hour squealing over their blorbos, writing up headcanons/theories, and finding makeshift tools to cosplay characters.

Can’t relax his mind to save his life, honestly. There’s always a bottomless pit in his mind of ‘you are not doing enough, do enough so you can relax’ but it’s never enough. Whenever he’s restless, he fiddles with his clay bead bracelet or his jade pendant so that he doesn’t let his mind wander or race to places he doesn’t want it to go.

Low self-esteem, beats himself up for every mishap and mistake- (RSD guys, it sucks major ass-). Still has the occasional intrusive thought that nobody actually loves him, they just tolerate/ ‘put up with’ him, due to his childhood of being somewhat sheltered and socially ostracized by literally every kid except for his only two friends.

Even when he deadass has not only two friends, but a federal agent, the lead researcher of N.E.S.T, and a WHOLE GIANT FCKIN ROBOT ALIEN ARMY ready to straight commit WAR-CRIMES FRESH FROM THE OVEN FOR HIM at a MOMENT’S notice-

Dances as a hobby, loves to sketch scenery. He visits the city’s theater every other Saturday to greet and play with the kids living around that area who also come to visit. Community and connection is important to him, since he was deprived of several life experiences in his childhood.

As smart as he is, he desires nothing more than to learn with hands-on experience. He’s spent the entirety of his sheltered upbringing learning from books.

Literal GOD in the kitchen. He spent his entire childhood being somewhat sheltered, so he’s developed quite the pantheon of hobbies that he revolves his day around in his pastime. Baking sweets for others particularly makes him happy.

Living in symbiosis with the AllSpark embedded in your literal heart is… an experience, to say the least. Nevertheless, he finds a way to navigate the experience with the help of his family and friends.

Has a brotherly relationship with Bumblebee and it’s seriously one of the most wholesome things ever. Like seriously, when he called Bumblebee “gēge” on accident (“older/big brother” in Chinese), Bro just… had to physically resist the urge to straight up curl into a fetal position on the floor and cry pure joy. Mans was straight grinning from pure elation from one side of his visor to the other once he used his translators and realized what it meant-

Literally, Autobots like Ratchet and Optimus and Ironhide, etc etc… they will literally take ONE look at this guy watching the beat of a butterfly’s wings or something and immediately go: “mmmm yes he is very much son-shaped”

He can’t really read tone or social cues, ESPECIALLY when it comes to being directed at him. Whenever Jazz is being sarcastic or makes jokes that he can’t recognize the tone of, Samuel becomes so genuinely confused. And speaking of that, one of his habits when he’s confused and/or straining his mind to try and understand something, is to tilt his head and cross his arms with a finger raised to his lips to tap against it. Once again, it’s one of his stims that pops up when he’s trying really hard to discern an answer, or a proper way to navigate an unfamiliar situation with little clues.

#transformers #transformers au #transformers reboot au #concept stuff #au facts #sam witwicky #samuel lee witwicky #he is an icon #we stan

[trulybetty]

Pedro Pascal IMDB Checklist game

This looks fun, thanks for the tag @tessa-quayle ❤️ - let's see how much I've actually watched lol

Put a ❤️ if you’ve seen the actual show/movie (if it’s a show it can just be the episodes he’s in)

Put a 💜 if you’ve seen all the scenes Pedro is in but haven’t actually watched it

Tag some Pedro stans <3

The Last of Us - Joel Miller  ❤️

Strange Way of Life - Silva

Housebroken - Claude

The Mandalorian - Din Djarin ❤️

The Bubble - Dieter Bravo ❤️

House Comes With a Bird - Nico ❤️

The Unbearable Weight of Massive Talent - Javi Gutierrez  ❤️

The Book of Boba Fett - Din Djarin ❤️

Calls - Pedro Across The Street ❤️

We Can Be Heroes - Marcus Moreno 💜

Wonder Woman 1984 - Maxwell Lord ❤️

Home Movie: The Princess Bride - Inigo Montoya 💜

Community: Webisodes - Mr. Stone 

Triple Frontier - Frankie Morales ❤️

If Beale Street Could Talk - Pietro Alvarez

The Equalizer - Dave York  ❤️

Prospect - Ezra ❤️

Kingsman: The Golden Circle - Jack “Whiskey” Daniels ❤️

Narcos - Javier Peña (I know, I know)

The Great Wall - Pero Tovar (confession, I had to turn it off lol)

Exposed - Oscar Castro Vargas 

Sweets - Twin Peter 

Sia: Fire Meet Gasoline  ❤️

Bloodsucking Bastards - Max Phillips ❤️

The Mentalist - Marcus Pike ❤️

Graceland - Agent Juan Badillo

Game of Thrones - Oberyn Martell

The Sixth Gun - Special Agent Ortega

Homeland - David Portillo

Red Widow - Jay Castillo 

Nikita - Liam 

CSI: Crime Scene Investigation - Kyle Hartley ❤️ (I am a die-hard forever CSI fan lol)

Body of Proof - Zack Goffman

Wonder Woman - Ed Indelicato

Charlie's Angels - Frederick Mercer 

Sweet Little Lies - Paulino

Law & Order: Special Victims Unit - Special Agent Greer 

Burn Notice: The Fall of Sam Axe - Comandante Veracruz  

Brothers & Sisters - Zach Wellison  ❤️ (does it count that I watched it when I didn't know who he was? lol)

The Adjustment Bureau - Maitre D' Paul De Santo 

Lights Out - Omar Assarian  

The Good Wife - Nathan Landry  

Nurse Jackie - Steve 💜

Law & Order: Criminal Intent - Kip Green/Reggie Luckman 

Iris - Billy

I Am That Girl - Noah

Law & Order - Tito Cabassa 

Without a Trace - Kyle Wilson ❤️

Sisters - Steve

Earth vs. the Spider - Goth Guy 

NYPD Blue - Shane 'Dio' Morrissey

Touched by an Angel - Ricky Hauk 

Buffy the Vampire Slayer - Eddie  ❤️

Undressed - Greg 

Good vs Evil - Gregor New 

Window Shopping - David  

Burning Bridges - Alex

Because I'm weeks behind when this was making the rounds, I tag anyone who would like to play along - tag me if you repost so we can compare!