if you get horny out of the blue it’s because you and that fictional man are fucking in his universe btw
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if you get horny out of the blue it’s because you and that fictional man are fucking in his universe btw

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“are you okay”
no i crave the touch of a fictional character whose hand i’ll never hold
Happy Star Wars Day 2026 from General Hux! 1/2
Here’s a better version.
I SPENT SO MUCH TIME EDITING THIS. IT BETTER GET THE NOTES SMH
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GINGERPILOT WEEK, DAY 1 - MERFOLK
Poe Dameron sat alone at a large round table littered with half-empty flutes and plates stained with icing and crumbs. The laughter and music of couples in love surrounded and suffocated him.
Ben danced with his bride, Rey. Finn swayed with his girlfriend, Rose. Even Ben's ancient Uncle Chewie and Aunt Maz took a turn around the floor, defying their ages.
Han and Leia, Kaydel and Jannah, Snap and Jessika, Luke and Din. Everybody under the tent overlooking the oceanfront had somebody, except Poe.
Poe had a table full of champagne glasses, abandoned when the DJ called out all the couples to dance.
He picked three at random, drained them, and stood.
"If anybody asks, I'm getting some air," he told a server in passing. Nobody would ask, of course. This night wasn't about him, and had Ben not asked Poe to be his best man he'd have avoided it altogether.
The restaurant hosting the reception opened out to a narrow fishing dock ending several yards into the sea. It was closed to the public tonight because of the wedding, but Poe saw no harm in walking out to admire the view. Slow steps in tight dress shoes brought him to calm, dark waters layered in waving moonlight. The view stretched out forever, with only two lampposts on either side of the dock to guide his vision.
He saw sharp shadows in the distance and guessed dolphins. Even they traveled in pairs.
"Everybody's got somebody," Poe said, and sighed. Sitting on the edge of the dock, he swung his feet and grazed one patent leather toe across the water's surface. Yeah, forget about losing this borrowed pair of Louboutins in the event of a shoelace mishap.
He removed the shoes and socks, set them aside, and felt the insides of his suit coat pockets for Ben's cigarettes. He didn't smoke, but it was late and he was alone and miserable so why not match a new hobby to his mood?
No lighter, he realized after jamming a wrinkled filter between his lips. "Fuck," he muttered around the cigarette, and stared down at his bare feet. That's when he saw it.
Rather, him.
A pale face crowned in ginger hair turned gold by the lamppost, looked up at him from the water. Smooth and unblinking, lips pursed as though to speak, eyes glowing and turning a curious stare.
Cute, and obviously a bit weird to be night swimming.
Poe waved the cigarette at him. "I don't suppose you have a lighter on you?" he asked.
Ginger shook his head. Behind him, something wide and flat broke the surface and Poe scooted back, thinking at first a large hungry fish had come to claim his new friend. The giant fin rose high above the young man, showing off a bit of iridescent orange and red in its connected body.
Poe's eyes hurt from how they widened. He dropped the cigarette and it floated for two seconds before disappearing into the dark.
"Is that..." He looked at the man. "Are you?"
The fin lowered as Ginger shot his arms high above his head. He sprang for the edge of the deck and hoisted himself upward, allowing Poe to see him in full. A merman. An honest to Force, ginger-gold merman was flopping onto the deck beside him like it was a common occurrence.
Poe looked back at the restaurant, where couples danced and laughed and didn't acknowledge his absence. He locked gazes with the merman, whose expression appeared friendly. Poe couldn't be certain. Merfolk, sirens, lead people to their deaths.
"Nice to meet you, buddy," he said, reaching for the shoes, "but I just remembered I have to drive my pal home. He's... drunk." Maybe I am, too. Poe decided it safer to be drunk further inland.
He backed further away, unaware he'd shifted direction to get away from the merman. He reached behind him and felt air, then tilted downward.
He was falling into the ocean.
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“I think yeah, they’re both a little bit uptight, they both get thrown into walls. There’s definitely a crossover.”
- Domhnall Gleeson on the similarities between General Hux and Thomas McGregor
Glove appreciation, for me...
not now kitten, mommy needs to get up off her ass and overcome her fear of writing poorly because it's better than not writing at all.
This is a message for Armitage Hux ONLY. If you are not Armitage Hux keep scrolling.
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the thing they dont tell you about learning to "trust the process" is that you forget and relearn it every single time you make a new piece of art. unfortunately there is no cure either
a chart of what i mean for the visual learners in the audience
Me writing except I haven't finished any of it.
Can you believe that there are people who live so close to the ocean that they can just think “hey, I should go to the ocean” and then they just do???
For those who can’t go to the ocean….
…I can bring an ocean to you.
thank you
Adding My Ocean:
have some more
adding my ocean as well
Not my ocean but my brother’s:
adding my ocean
A sunset from my ocean (when I used to live in Hawaii)
here are some florida beach pics from your local ninjago loving floridian :))
i wish you all a very hope you get to see the beach one day
My ocean that I went to with me and my friends :)
my sea :)
My sea 🌊
Great Lake’s close enough for me
but I have travelled to see the ocean
Have some English Channel! La Manche, if you were standing at the other side looking across at me.
Thinking about men with British accents and how quickly I'd fold🫠🥵
Does Armitage Know His Mother?: A Speculative Analysis
Armitage Hux is an illegitimate child. His mother is a kitchen woman, presumably in the Hux household. We know essentially nothing about her other than this, and the question of how much Armitage knows her is an open one. The canon material we have is somewhat contradictory, and I want to examine some of it to create a picture of what might have been going on on Arkanis during Armitage's early years.
I'm aware I talk about the theme of Armitage and his mother a lot, but it's one of my favourites, so here we are again.
it's always "you gnawed off your own leg to escape like an animal caught in a trap" and never "why didn't anyone try to help you out of the trap" or "why weren't you provided with any other resources to escape the trap with except for your own teeth"

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The canon fact that Pryde has a greatcoat made out of Ewok pelts makes me imagine a 101 Dalmatians AU in which he is Cruella. Maybe instead of dalmatians he's after a certain orange cat.
The red head is also in need of emotional support