Nothing prepares you for how ugly a cybertruck is in real life. I’ve seen seven of them now, I’m still never prepared for how fuckawful this thing looks. “Why is there a moving over-engineered trash bin on the ro– oh my god.” Every single time. I’m not even being a hater, the thing is genuinely ugly, it looks like a seventh grade intro to engineering class project that got maybe a C+. There are no sleek lines, there’s nothing but dull gray metal, it’s not even that intimidatingly large. It looks like it was made out of scrap pieces welded together. It can sort of appear decent in pictures, somehow. But in real life, I am never prepared for how fucking ugly or dinky it actually is.
you should see what we do in my head [E][ch3] →ao3
Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Protective Obi-Wan Kenobi, Codependency, Brat Anakin Skywalker, Light Masochism, Tattoos, Older Man/Younger Man, Obi-Wan Kenobi Has a Big Dick
Obi-Wan closed his eyes in acknowledgement. When it came to Anakin, the boy was never far from his mind, and definitely not after the scene earlier. Or the rejection that had caught him off-guard. He was used to Anakin snarkily welcoming him back whenever he returned from his trips—early or not—but there was always a glint of relief in his eyes, gratification from his unwillingness to be apart from Obi-Wan for the rest of the day.
He was like a standoffish cat, pretending not to care but offended when not paid attention to.
Obi-Wan adored him; his very own perfect, bratty sub.
