hellotherekenobi
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hellotherekenobi · 4 hours ago
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once upon a time 1x16 - Love is the most powerful magic of all; the only magic I haven’t been able to bottle. If you can bottle love… you can do anything.
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hellotherekenobi · 4 hours ago
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fangirl challenge [2/5 movies] — STAR WARS: EPISODE V - THE EMPIRE STRIKES BACK (1980) dir. irvin kershner
“luke, you can destroy the emperor. he has foreseen this; it is your destiny. join me, and together we can rule the galaxy as father and son."
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hellotherekenobi · 4 hours ago
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Jefferson + Facial Expressions Once Upon A Time
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hellotherekenobi · 4 hours ago
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knowing me, knowing you {steve rogers}
summary: breaking up is never easy - but it's the best thing you can do (yes, it's based on the song by abba and no, i have no regrets)
warnings: mentions of drinking, swearing
i don't even know what possessed me to write this but? i've been neck deep in angst rn and sometimes, it's nice to explore a healthy break up bc shit happens. enjoy!!
- jazz xx
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In the middle of Brooklyn, about twenty minutes away from the Bridge, there was an unassuming townhouse. It stood between several other identical brownstones, with a messy garden and unkempt tangles of bushes - you nor Steve never had the time to tend to do it, with your jobs and your lives pulling you in a thousand different directions. The inside, though? That was what had mattered. It was filled with years of memories - photos of you on the fridge, ticket stubs from your trips to the movies, clutter from so many Christmases and birthdays - that were all contained between the four walls. Home had been important to Steve, given how often he'd moved around. And it couldn't have been that home without you.
Now you were stood at the foot of the front garden, a pile of collapsed boxes resting in your arms. The last time you'd been here was when you and Steve had tried to talk it out -- it had ended with the door slamming behind you. The conversation had ended badly, but your relationship had ended even worse. And even though you had both tried to hard to blame one another, finding fault had been hard. You'd just...fallen out of love. It wasn't something either of you could help, nor was it something you could force. Your frustration and anger, and the shouting and fights, had never been at Steve, but rather the situation. He had always said that finding you, and simultaneously loving you, had come out of nowhere; it was something he had never sought out. You were just there one day, and it changed everything.
Sighing to yourself, you headed up the path and towards the front door. You'd been dreading this day for months -- moving out years worth of stuff, and trying through bleary eyes not to look at the photos on the wall or the millions of little reminders that your relationship had left behind in its wake. There was a dent in the hallway, from your first Thanksgiving in the house when Steve had gotten a little too drunk, and the massive crack in the kitchen floor from where you'd managed to drop the kettle. It was littered with memories and callbacks and evocations. The house was haunted with the ghosts of what was, and what could have been.
You could at least take comfort in the fact that you'd tried - several times, actually. There had been couples counselling and forced, romantic getaways in a last-ditch attempt to trigger something, anything, to get back your dying spark. It made it better and worst - better, because you knew that you'd done everything in your power to salvage things, but worst, because it had all been a waste. A sign that your relationship had gotten so bad that it had crossed the point of no return.
Sometimes, breaking up was the best thing to do. It hurt now, but it hurt much less in the long term compared to what could have been if you'd stayed together.
Placing the boxes by the door, you shut it behind you and quietly crept inside. There had been no communication with Steve other than a few horribly formal emails - after all, you did still work together - detailing your plans to sort the house out. It had been sitting derelict for months, your former home collecting dust. He'd sought refuge at Bucky's loft across the River, whilst you'd been hiding out in Natasha's spare room.
It felt odd being back; nostalgic and painful all at once. So much had happened in these four walls - good and bad, memorable and mundane - and you were feeling it all at once. It was seeping in through the cracks of your mind, the same way the tension had slipped through the cracks in the old walls and questionable foundations. It didn't matter that the place had been falling apart, because it had been so loved.
"I...I didn't realise you were coming today."
You froze at the sound of Steve's voice. He was stood in the kitchen, navy bomber jacket slung over one shoulder and a box of his belongings in his free hand. Hadn't you said that you coming today? Tomorrow was meant to be his moving day.
"Yeah," you swallowed. "I said in the email."
"Sorry, I must have misread it." He sheepishly admitted. "I was just gonna get my stuff and go."
"Me too," you nodded. "Figured it might take a while though."
"You do own a lot of crap," Steve gently smiled. "I just put the kettle on. Do you want a coffee?"
"Uh," your eyes fell to the floor, "I should probably just-"
"- it's just a coffee." Steve cut you off.
"Yeah, okay then."
You awkwardly took a seat at the breakfast bar beside him. God, was this really what it had come to? This time last year, you would have just been waking up and strolling into the kitchen, greeting your super soldier with a kiss as he prepared breakfast. You had a routine - you had a life. But that was exactly it, wasn't it? Life. You and Steve of all people knew how fucking unexpected things could be; how many curveballs and challenges could be thrown your way. In an odd way, your break-up had been even less expected than Ultron and Loki and HYDRA.
"It'll have to be black coffee," Steve said. "We only have coffee out the jar. No-one's been here for months."
"I know," you nodded. "I did used to live here, remember?"
"I think I'm having a hard time not remembering, to be honest," He said. "Being here is harder than I thought it would be."
"Yeah, I get that." You took the mug out his hands, giving him a small nod. "All this feels a lot scarier than aliens and robots."
"Ah, well," Steve tried to brush it off. "I never noticed how badly we beat up the place."
"Do you mean the dent in the hallway, or the crack in the floor?" You found yourself smiling.
"I meant the hair dye stains in the bathroom and the smashed window in the basement," he shot back.
"That was both of us. You wanted to play football inside, remember?"
"Only because you had got me drunk," he countered. "I don't think we'll get our deposit back."
"Y'think?" You quirked an eyebrow.
An odd silence fell over you. It was the first time in months that you were talking - and now that the pressure of being in a relationship was suddenly off your shoulders, some of the tension had faded away. When you took a step back and brushed aside the ashes of what had once been, there was still...something. Not love, and not a relationship, but the same common ground and interests that had brought you together in the first place. It was worth holding onto.
"Do you remember that time that your parents came to visit and you forgot to tell me?" Steve recalled with a soft smile, "and your dad just strolled in on me in the shower."
"It's not any worst than the time you gave Bucky a spare key and he broke in in the middle of the night to get milk for his fucking coffee," you chuckled.
"It was a good few years."
"It was," your eyes fell down to the dark bubbles of the coffee in front of you. "Pride and all that aside, I'm sorry it ended how it did."
"Hey, it's okay," Steve gave your shoulder a gentle squeeze, "it's no-one's fault. These things happen."
"I know," you said, "I just...we had a good thing going, didn't we?"
"We did, but we also did everything we could to try and fix things." He replied.
"And we couldn't," you recalled. "I know that breaking up was the easy thing-"
"- it wasn't," Steve cut you off. "But it was the right thing, wasn't it? Because we made each other miserable."
"As partners, yeah," you nodded, "but what about friends?"
Your eyes met again, and he smiled. "Yeah. I think we can manage that."
Admitting defeat was hard, but if it was what you needed to do in order to stay in each other's lives? It was the best you could do.
tags: @agent-catfish-kenobi
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hellotherekenobi · 15 hours ago
do you still write obi wan stories?
absolutely i do! there are a bunch of requests still to write up for obi-wan on my to-do list and i am still a obi-centric blog, just wanted to write for one of my fav characters. i changed to multifandom a while back [x] but i will still mostly write for obi-wan. just the occasional different character when i feel like it.
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hellotherekenobi · 23 hours ago
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Happy AOS-iversary! (May 8, 2009)
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hellotherekenobi · a day ago
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Reblog to send every single person who has read one of your stories a forehead kiss
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hellotherekenobi · a day ago
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Ghibli Wars by Stephen Zavala
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hellotherekenobi · a day ago
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It’s that time of the year 💙
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hellotherekenobi · 3 days ago
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Fandral the dashing !
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hellotherekenobi · 3 days ago
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OBI-WAN KENOBI | YODA’S ARC (S06)
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hellotherekenobi · 3 days ago
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Star Wars: Episode V - The Empire Strikes Back (1980) dir. Irvin Kershner
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hellotherekenobi · 3 days ago
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happy may the fourth! 🥳
-> (x)
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hellotherekenobi · 3 days ago
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treasure planet ♡ 2002
on the clearest of nights when the winds of the etherium were calm and peaceful, the great merchant ships with their cargoes of arcturian sura crystals felt safe and secure. little did they suspect that they were pursued by pirates, and the most feared of all these pirates was the notorious captain nathaniel flint. like a candarian zap-wing overtaking its prey -- flint and his band of renegades swooped in out of nowhere and then, gathering up their spoils vanished without a trace. flint's secret trove was never found but stories have persisted that it remains hidden somewhere at the farthest reaches of the galaxy stowed with riches beyond imagination, the loot of a thousand worlds.. t r e a s u r e p l a n e t.
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hellotherekenobi · 3 days ago
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I present to you:
Obi-Wan Cityboy Kenobi being misserable in all kinds of different weather and a guide how to take care of him.
If you ever find small Obi-Wan near you, you should definitely follow these steps.
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Example 1: If you stumble upon a lonely Obi-Wan, don't leave him in the cold, he doesn't like that. Even if you give him a warm coat. Take him home for a cup of got cocoa.
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Example 2: Don't leave your Obi-Wans in the rain. He doesn't like that and will immediately try to seek shelter. The longer you make him stay in the rain, the more grumpy he will get. If you need to make him go into bad weather, at least offer him an umbrella.
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Example 3: You might thing that if Obi-Wan doesn't like cold and wet weather, that he would appreciate some place dry and warm. Don't be mistaken, even those places aren't ideal for little Obi-Wan. You might want to at least give him an icecream before sending how off to a sandy hellhole.
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Example 4: If you want to make your Obi-Wan happy, bring him into a town or a City. Jedi Temple on Coruscant is ideal place for small Obi-Wans. He enjoys calm places with mild weather, no extremes. He will thank you a lot in you won't force him into wild nature. Maybe even hug you for a moment.
Hope this guide helped you take care of your Obi-Wans. They deserve to be loved and cherished 💞
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hellotherekenobi · 3 days ago
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Mark Hamill & LeVar Burton being awesome together.
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Proud dad™
THE MANDALORIAN | Chapter 13: The Jedi
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hellotherekenobi · 3 days ago
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Sith!Qui-Gon Jinn (feat. ponytail) by @salmonbutter
Artwork heavily referenced by @rrrainbo on Twitter.
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