the only way i would be interested in the mando movie is if kallus shows up with artfully tousled hair and impeccable sideburns to give zeb a big 'ol kiss in the middle of a rebel base

Tonight's walking buddy

You should probably get on a plane.

Pack your hiking boots. ❤️

„You going against regulations, baby? And all for me“

One day late for day 3 and the prompt Skirts For Easy Access for @sluttyhux.bsky.social week.
But I hope you like this spicy #Gingerpilot art nonetheless 🙂‍↕️

I'm afraid lol

It was definitely not that 🤣

This time it was Deathtrap. I actually enjoyed it but it was very much not what I was expecting.

Last time it was Delicatessen and that movie was beyond strange!

Why do I always manage to watch weird AF movies when I'm at my parents house?

disney has more money than god and yet cannot seem to hire a good wig guy. boggles my mind every single time.

the more I look at it, the more I'm realizing一that's not rotj luke, that's unholy uncanny valley mando luuke

they are, once again, pandering to that particular brand of toxic sw fan™ who prefers hall scene darth luke to actual ot luke

TITLE: Anatomy of Monsters: Anatomy of a Unicorn DESCRIPTION: A purple dappled horse with flowing purple-to-blue main and tail looks out with a slightly empty-brain look. She has a purple-to-green spiral horn sticking out of her forehead. Her legs fade to a darker purple and end in purple feathering. She walks on a sparkling green grass, and is surrounded by pink sparkles. JOKES: - Imagine going through life, asking at every meal, “COULD IKEBAB THIS?” - Teeth are perfectly straight. (Because magic is the ultimate orthodontist.) - Her muscles are purely decorative…and disintegrate upon any actual labor. - 90% of her waking hours are spent prancing. - (pointing to her horn) Enclosed bounce houses are a nightmare. - Her mane has more volume than all the hair-metal bands of 1989. - That ain’t sparkly magic. That’s crippling dandruff. - Has a highly curated playlist for walking slowly through backlit mist. - Thinks horses are “total uggos” —— Want 5,000 more comics like this? Join us at Patreon.com/sheldoncomics for the *FULL* Sheldon archives, art giveaways, fun community, and more! Sheldon Comics copyright Dave Kellett. Colors by Beth Reidmiller

TODAY'S COMIC: Anatomy of a Unicorn

crying laughing 😂

she did WHAT

with how often this site shits itself lately, if you have favorite fic writers on AO3 this is your reminder to create an AO3 account and subscribe to authors there. please don't rely on Bsky posts to let you know when a writer you enjoy publishes something! 🫡

For the Supreme Leaders viewing pleasure only 🤭

My little entry for Erotic Photography for day one of @sluttyhux.bsky.social week!
#Kylux

LOVE.

LOVE, LOVE, LOVE, LOOOOOOOVE

You're so freaking talented, thank you for sharing him with us!!

heated chivalry

we know

They have so many possible futures and I just think it's neat

Why would she need to be, Kate?? Her crew are all betas!

Correct!

A new poster for Coyote Vs. Acme has been revealed at CinemaCon as well as confirmation that the first trailer will be dropping next week. It is so surreal this is finally coming out, but I am more than hyped given all it went through! I cannot wait to see this!

I will also accept late-stage republic jedi grappling with ennui and the realization that they done fucked up. I want emo obi wan. I want depressed, angry kit fisto. I want regret-filled ahsoka who recruits park-goers to her personal rebellion that may or may not include molotov cocktails

no one wants OT characters at Galaxy's Edge these days anyway they want NEIMOIDIANS they want TRADE FEDERATION

a medieval drawing of two knights embracing

close friends, france, 15th century

“Trim the sails, quick as you like. Tie the wheel eastward and we’ll pick back up after dawn,” Rey orders, glancing up at the sky and calculating the time she’s got left before her crew will need her to be at her best. It’s barely midday—she should have eighteen hours, give or take, before she’s expected to be herself again. She’s seen worse and lived to tell the tale. The stomping of feet and scraping of rope is barely a concern to her as her crew files obediently below deck. Her hair whips past her face as enormous sails are brought down, fastened to the masts above and deftly tied down.

Then: they’re alone, and Rey deftly unties the gag behind Kylo Ren’s head, and her fingers find purchase in hair that’s as black as tar and just as oily. She takes a fistful of it, pulling his head backward until it connects with the mast with a crack, and only then does she dare to lean in close enough to share a breath. “You will obey. Or you will go overboard.” His voice is rich, consonants flat and accented as he replies with a sultry flutter of his eyelashes: “All you had to do was ask nicely. Alpha.”

A #reylo Omegaverse take on pirates, in which Alpha Rey takes a prisoner.

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“What hell have you brought down on my crew?” Rey demands, once she’s within spitting distance of the rabid man struggling in his bonds. She had been so blind, so focused only on the promised reward and the notoriety returning a prince to his homeland would earn her that she completely missed the signs in the heat of battle: Kylo Ren is an Omega. Worse, Kylo Ren is an Omega in heat on a Beta-crewed ship captained by an unsuppressed, Alphic female. Kylo Ren’s nostrils flare and his lips tip upward around the dirty gag. Spittle has soaked the fabric, turning his chest wet as drool drips down his chin, and Rey fights the urge to lick her lips.

“You fool,” Rey spits. “You complete and utter fool. A battle? In this state? Do you have a death wish or are you the epitome of imbecilic Omega, unaware of your nature until you’re naked and fucking yourself on anything or anyone who could give you relief?” His eyes lower, either in recognition or admission, and he traces her body with a heavy, heated stare. Rey fights to keep from squirming even as it feels like his gaze is burning the clothes off of her body. He stills long enough for Rey to take a half-step forward, but as the tips of her boots kick against his, Kylo Ren restarts his frantic thrashing. Blood pools where metal and rope cut into his skin, and the sour tang of copper is layered between sweet liquor and spice. Rey shouldn’t like it, but damn her to this hell of her own making, she does.

“He’ll tear the mast down!” Someone behind her shouts, and sure enough, over the wind and waves, Rey can hear an unfamiliar splitting of wood that hadn’t been there before. “Settle. You will not wreck my ship.” Rey hisses, and the man before her stills immediately as she realizes with a swoop of her stomach that she’s just Commanded him. It shouldn’t be possible. Not unless— “Clear the deck!” She calls behind her, never taking her eyes from the needy Omega before her. “Captain?” Her first mate questions her with a single word, but Rey jerks her head towards the ship’s wheel.

A #reylo Omegaverse take on pirates, in which Alpha Rey takes a prisoner.

post 2/3

A #reylo Omegaverse take on pirates, in which Alpha Rey takes a prisoner.

post 1/3

Midweek bump for late presenting alpha Ben? 🤭