Optimisticsouldeer - Untitled

“(…) Come on! there is no way to stop a heartbreak… How is- what do you do about that?”

“YOU CRY! You cry…”

- Midnight Gospel

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In one of their posts, @darkcybertron​ asked a very important question: “(…) where’s the au where the bad batch finds kix instead of the crimson corsair’s crew.”?

I’m concurring the question!

Where is it?

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STAR WARS: The Clone Wars/The Bad Batch © George Lucas/ Dave Filoni/ LucasFilm/ Disney

Today's random brainrot: Soap doodling on Ghost. Just. Sitting together, Ghost with one arm stretched out, sleeve pushed up as Soap works on some random little drawing on his skin, brows furrowed in concentration. Ghost finds it adorable- the little crease in his forehead, the way he chews on his lip as he works. The warmth of his palm where it rests on his arm to keep him still, to move him into a better angle every few minutes, is grounding, and he finds himself not having to think for once. The drag of the pencil- some ballpoint pen that had originally been meant to be used on documents, probably- is familiar by now, far from the first time Soap has commandeered Ghost to be his canvas for the day.

It's a soothing activity for them both, quiet enough to relax but not so quiet that either of them would grow restless. It's intimate, the way Soap's fingers drag slowly across Ghost's skin when he's thinking of a new design or choosing a new spot to cover in ink, the way Ghost can feel Johnny's breath brush over his skin when he leans close to see his work better. He doesn't stop until he can't find any more room to draw- some days it's all covered in little individual designs, other days the patterns come together to form a larger picture. No matter which way Soap has decided to decorate Ghost's skin that particular day, it always manages to make something warm rise in the man's chest, and he always feels a little sad when they stop.

Today is the last day you can reblog this.

reading/writing fanfiction about your otp be like:

This dude better marry her fast or someone is gonna try to steal her away

boys will be boys

literally heartbreaking. see that crack.. he just BROKE his pussy.

why did you even do that asshole

it took us a hot minute but the badges are done. reblog to receive your badge

(through gritted teeth) i love being out of my comfort zone it is necessary for my personal development