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Color guard is an inherently gay activity. I don’t know what it is but something about it attracts the queers

Vincent: If you had to choose between Bo and all the money I have in my wallet, which would you choose?

Lester: That depends, how much money are we taking about?

Bo: Lester!

Vincent: 63 cents.

Lester: I'll take the money.

Bo: LESTER!!!

RAIN MUST FALL

─ An Anakin Skywalker x fem!reader smut imagine

─ Warnings: sex, oral sex (receiving), dirty talk, praise kink, soft but teasing Ani <3

─ Summary: Anakin wakes up to the beautiful scenery of his wife and the rain, and he simply can’t help himself but indulge in the beauty in front of him.

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Anakin Skywalker woke up to the sound of rain pelting across the window, the sounds of thunderstorms rang in the distance.

The sky was grey and cloudy, the outside reminded him of the neverending rain on Kamino–the cloning facility, that place never seemed to see the light of day, and now, it seemed as if that dreadful thunderstorm over Kamino had rolled its way into the skies of Coruscant.

Anakin liked the rain. He didn’t prefer it, but he liked it. He liked that it wasn’t the awful sandstorms of Tatooine or of Geonosis. It always helped him find peace–it had the same effect as if he were in the Jedi Temple, in the room of a Thousand Fountains. He thought back to it briefly–he hadn’t been there since he was a padawan, it would be nice to revisit, though he hardly had time for anything these days. The war had always pounded at his back door, begging for his attention elsewhere, instead of finding peace for his own self.

Although, there was one thing he had time for, and he would always make time for, and that was his wife. He would make time for her over his own needs any day.

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Alastor: On my nerves?

Trans masc lif!!!

After a few too many drinks

Vincent: Dandelions symbolize everything I want to be in life

Bo: Fluffy and dead with a gust of wind?

Vincent: Unapologetic. Hard to kill. Feral, filled with sunlight, bright, beautiful in a way that the conventional and controlling hate but cannot ever fully destroy. Stubborn. Happy. Bastardous. Friends with bees. Highly disapproving of lawns. Full of wishes that will be carried far after I die.

Lester: edible

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bond between tumblr mutuals is strong in a way that other social media mutuals can rarely be because other places people will follow u bc u are pretty or funny or talented . on here people follow u if u are insane

this meme is not relevant anymore but i wanted to do it anyway.