Say It Louder For The People In The Back!

I would say the Andor show pulled a “bury your gays”, but the way this show is going it’s really just “bury your everyone”

kenobi appriciation post

We all need this in our life

im very grateful for the lessons in photography i was taught in stop motion class because just now they made it possible to photograph the stars with my phone in spite of the camera usually not detecting the light of stars because theyre so dim,,,, enjoy these shiny motherfuckers

Thank you guys for 100 followers here is me and miku drink

Here’s a Clone Wars actors AU, I guess. It’s still in the world of Star Wars, so the aliens are real, but the war and the Jedi and Sith are made up.

Palpatine is the producer and main writer/ director

I don’t have an explication for the clones, but I didn’t want them to be a CGI army so the boys are all here.

Part 2 here

Part 3 here

Part 4 here

Part 5 here

Part 6 here

Part 7 here

my fate is up to me and not the heavens

TGCF book 3: no paths are bound (part 2 + book cover mockup)

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they're having a kiki!!

Codywan post battle kisses. They just need to feel each other breath.

I don't have tears on my eyes. No. Nope. Not a single one.

Writer @Katiegangel Artist Me  / Castielsgal 

thank you for writing this for me Spn 13x17 Sam sat down across from the man, eyes drinking in every detail he could see. Even now, he remembered that night in the hotel. The light Gabriel had had in his eyes, even has he told Dean and him to grab Kali and run. He couldn’t see it now. All he could see was fear. He picked up the small scalpel, seeing the smaller man flinch at the sight of it. “No,” he said softly. “I…” He reached a hand forward to touch Gabriel’s shoulder, but the man winced again. For a moment, Sam wondered when the last time Gabriel had felt a hand on him that had been in kindness. “I…” He softened his tone. Sam was a big guy. He knew it. Hell, the world knew it. Big and intimidating. Maybe not as much as Dean, but Sam figured anyone would be intimidating to Gabriel now. “I don’t want to cut you,” he said softly. “I need leverage.” Gabriel’s eyes darted over to the table. Sam understood. He set one hand on the table and brought the scalpel forward. “Please, if you can, don’t move.” Gabriel nodded very slightly. For as large as Sam’s hands were, he’d naturally had a delicate touch. Even as a kid, he’d been able to help his Dad and Dean with their wounds. Hell, learning to use a thread and needle was an essential part of being a hunter. As he cut away the first thread, he stared at it. Half of him wanted to ask, but he knew it wasn’t his place. He couldn’t begin to imagine the pain. Well, he’d been to hell himself, but “hell” was an experience. And from the looks of the once so bright and proud archangel… he’d seen hell. “I’ll… I’ll get you some fresh clothes and I’ll help you clean up, okay?” He tried to smile, tried to make a good show, but the look on Gabriel’s face spoke volumes. Not disbelief, not miss-trust, but fear, even now. He lowered the knife. “I don’t know what you endured,” he said. “And I can’t make it go away… but I can fight like hell to make sure he suffers for what he did. You know I will.” Gabriel regarded him for a minute. Slowly, he lifted a trembling hand, reaching out to touch Sam’s hair. Still long, still soft. Even now. He lowered his hand and placed it on Sam’s shoulder, gripping it tightly. Sam nodded. “You can keep it there. I won’t touch you.” Carefully, with Gabriel sturdy, he cut away the rest of the thread. He watched as Gabriel’s lips parted slightly, taking in what must have been his first breath in a long time. He looked up at Sam, his other hand still petting Sam’s hair. “Never cut it… eh, Sasquatch?”