#but this is how march ends for me

[bennetsbonnet]

I just finished reading this Sense and Sensibility continuation and even though I only paid £1 for it in a charity shop I still feel ripped off. Plus, I feel like calling it a 'Jane Austen Entertainment' should make the publishers liable to be sued for false advertisement.

Longer rant below the cut (containing spoilers ofc)

While I will say this is one of the better variations I've encountered in terms of writing style, it was in first person which isn't my favourite. Still, for the first chapter or two it was definitely readable; it sucked me in and I had high hopes for the plot.

Then we got further into the story and... oh no.

The titular character is obviously the daughter Willoughby fathered with Eliza Williams. She is called Liz. Very creative.

The narrative starts off depicting her early life spent with a wet nurse in the country and it was readable but nothing of note really happens... until the woman taking care of her ran off to be a mistress and the father of the next (aristocratic) family she was staying with died when he fell off a cliff during a hunt? Full disclosure I began skimming it at this point so my memory may be a little hazy.

Elinor and Marianne were mentioned at various points, but the sisters aren't close anymore. Edward resents Colonel Brandon because he's indebted to him for the living. At first we meet only Elinor as Marianne and Colonel Brandon are abroad (Elinor is upset about this). But maybe coming back in a year because Napoleon. Liz goes to stay at Delaford with Elinor and Edward after that other family she was with(?) moved to Portugal. But it is far from a scene of domestic bliss, they don't really seem to get on. Their youngest son died after falling off a pony aged five and their surviving daughter is AWFUL and treats Liz terribly when she eventually goes to Bath.

There was a fun part where the aunt Liz goes to stay with is based on Jane Austen's real aunt who was involved in a trial because she was accused of stealing a lace card. Anyway, Liz goes to school for a few years. She's really good at piano because she has six fingers. Margaret Dashwood is a history teacher at the school who lets it slip about Willoughby being her father and then promptly departs for London.

Some years go by. Liz continues at school (where she takes the name Miss FitzWilliam??) until she returns to Delaford because Elinor almost dies in a flood and Edward just... doesn't care and isn't there to nurse her because he's a clergyman and that takes priority. So Liz has to rush back to nurse her and as soon as she got there she found a dehydrated Elinor and in response she opened a bottle of wine to give her a drink and when Edward returns he is furious. Opening his wine is more important than saving his wife I guess!!!! I just don't buy it. Elinor recovers and reveals she's a writer but Edward won't allow her to publish anything because it would embarrass him, even though it would pay for the nurse she now needs because she's sick.

That bit completely took me out so my memory is really hazy from here onwards. I think Liz goes to London for a bit, she learnt the truth about her father from I think Sir John?? Or maybe Henry??? I cannot remember, I was just wishing for it to be over at this point. Liz encounters the terrible Ferrars daughter, Nell, and tells her about Elinor's writing? I think she somehow threatened Nell into making sure they got published. Can't remember and I don't care to look it up but (presumably thanks to Nell) Elinor does get one of them published. Good for her???

At some point Liz received a marriage proposal from a childhood friend but declined. Also there was this 60+ year old Duke (or possibly a Lord) who solved the mystery of what happened to Eliza Williams. He apparently kept her as a mistress and they were were warned she couldn't have more children but she did and died during childbirth. So no happy ending for Eliza.

At this point Liz decides to go to Lisbon (the Duke funds her trip) to find her childhood friend. After arriving these two local men offer to be her guide, but then one of them is about to brain her with a rock. Luckily she realises in time and with a knife the Duke gave to her, she stabs him to death! RIP? Also she quickly gets a letter saying the Duke is dead.

Enough death? Oh, no! Remember Colonel Brandon and Marianne? Well he's dead (war wound) and Marianne is just conveniently chilling in Portugal, in the same covenant as Liz's childhood friend. She isn't that upset because they couldn't have children and Marianne always resented that Liz was his ward. Willoughby is also nearby. Liz visits him but he still sucks, which I was glad about because for a horrible moment I thought she'd reconcile with him and Marianne would end up with him. Thankfully that didn't happen. Small mercy.

Right at the end we discover that Liz is herself pregnant out of wedlock. When did THAT happen I hear you ask? It isn't even hinted at, but I'm hoping it's not with the 60+ year old Duke who kept her mother as a mistress. Anyway on the boat home Liz hopes for a girl and that she too can be wild and free. The End.

And look, I guess I like the message of it. It's vaguely feminist and meant to be empowering and all about women surviving under terrible conditions, but it's just not realistic for the time. Children born out of wedlock aka bastards were treated terribly and ostracised. It's such a romantic view of a time period when so many terrible things happened to those on the fringes of society.

There was also a strange comment about from Liz about her feeling like the only real person and everyone else was a puppet or something. Like wow... Joan Aiken... do you even like and respect Jane Austen????

I personally believe... if you don't have anything nice to write about the heroes and heroines... don't write it at all! No one wants to imagine them being unhappy in the marriages they went through so much pain to enjoy. It's miserable.

Anyway 0/10 would recommend. Only read this book if you need something to be angry about. And even then, I think that rage could be channelled into a more worthwhile direction...

[crescentfool]

reunion 🌸

[sanchoyoscribbles]

Happy Earth day!

This is for @dotzines Madoka Earth Love 2025 zine, which is free to download (link on their page)

It just released today, please go grab a copy to celebrate Earth day! 🌏

Speedpaint under the cut!

[chiropteracupola]

There is a line of fathers / Just behind my shoulders / I CAN FEEL THEIR BREATH ON MY NECK.

[a kay for @mortiscausa's 'march to camelot,' for the prompt 'family']

[bonesjaunst]

Time to put that depressed elf in more situations! Higher quality version of the portrait (and also the really good hand that the text box covers >:( man...) below!

[xxplastic-cubexx]

what’s that one figure of erik tying charles up called?? i cant find it anyone and i feel like you’d know lol

if you mean This statue

then it's by Graven Labs! 'Magneto Triumphant' to be specific

[krys-does-art-stuff]

Former Belle declares her love for her king in front of the neighboring nobility. It's super effective!

I speeded through Nokto's sequel a few days ago and I had fun time with it! Nokto has a way of surprising you with how much depth he has and his sequel definitely delivered on that.

March 2025

[nomazee]

dan heng x gn reader — 1.6k — long overdue continuation of my dumb delinquent au (and the two remaining fans cheer in delight), high school au, probably very americanized, probably ooc, very super incredibly vague implications to sad things but it's so blink-and-you'll-miss-it, himeko is dan heng's adoptive guardian in this au, do u guys hate me for the hoops i'm jumping through to squeeze every character in this au, reluctant friends-to-crush-to-lovers fast/slow burn unbearable unspoken feelings trope

drabble no. 1 of this series/universe, u should probably read this first heh...

notes: hi guys, i'm back after taking yet another unplanned year-long hiatus, hope u missed me! (the crowd stays quiet) i bring u another delinquent au drabble because the worms got to me and i couldn't help it OK, OKAY?!?! enjoy! :3

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Dan Heng hasn’t seen much of you in the last week. 

It’s unusual, he defends his worries to himself, very unusual. Despite not having a single class with you, he sees you often. In the last few months since he’s known you, he’s seen you at least three times a week after school, sometimes bloody and other times free of any injury, but the point is, he sees you. Talks to you, lets you walk him home (and pointedly doesn’t let you take him to any antique stores or overpriced tea shops on the way there). 

Today is Friday, and the fifth day straight that he’s stood in the courtyard behind the school for thirty minutes after dismissal, waiting for you to show up, appearing in a breeze of glitter and dust like a poorly-practiced magician. It’s the fifth day straight that you haven’t shown up, and he’s starting to realize how paradoxical your friendship feels. 

Dan Heng is hesitant to even call it a friendship. It feels weird—it’s like he’s known you for years, like he’s grown up with you on the same block in the same neighborhood, except in truth he’s only known you for three months, and he just learned your birthday last week after (embarrassingly) prying it out of you. He doesn’t know where you live, which front door to knock on so that he can check up on you, he doesn’t even have your phone number. All he can do is circle the perimeter of school grounds, waiting for you to show up, or looking for a top hat somewhere so he can pull you up out of it like he’s the poorly-practiced magician and you’re the bunny that he’s unethically shoved into a top hat. 

Luckily for him, though, fifth time’s the charm, and on his (miserable, lonely) walk home, he bumps into you as he rounds the corner to his block. Like, really bumps into you.

He hears a semi-familiar shout of horror as he stumbles back, the sudden slam of pressure on his nose making his eyes water, and he clasps his hands over his nose (it doesn’t hurt that bad, he swears), and then your hands are grabbing his shoulder and giving him a firm shake before he can even process that it’s you he’s just stumbled into. 

“Oh!” You shout, and he registers the tilt of your head through his watery, cloudy vision, “It’s you! I was looking for you.”

Dan Heng feels like— laughing, dryly, or maybe grabbing your shoulders back and shaking you until you reflect on how ridiculous you sound—as if he wasn’t the one wandering school grounds for an hour each day for the last week in search of you, like a lost dog, and god he really hopes no one caught him doing that, but at the very least March 7th definitely saw him, which means it’s going to hit the rest of his social circle eventually and he’ll have to hang his head in shame and stay silent when all his friends ask him why he was moping for five days straight. 

“Looking for me?” he mumbles, repeating your words instead of coming up with a thought of his own because he’s still sort of reeling from the sudden sight of you and the buzzing ache in his nose. “Am I bleeding?” 

“Oh,” you say, yet again, and he feels your hands take his wrists and pull them away from his face so that you can get a good glimpse of him. “Nope, no blood. Thank god. I’d feel really bad if I had to return you to Himeko with your face mangled.” 

“Return me,” he echoes again, and in two seconds flat he sobers up and straightens his posture and finally gets a good look at your face. “What? Where have you been?” 

“Around,” you answer vaguely, like you always do, and Dan Heng is now half a step closer to actually shaking you by your shoulders and turning you upside down until the truth falls out of your pockets like cartoon coins. “I’m back now, though! I wasn’t going to get a perfect attendance award anyways, so it’s kind of whatever.” Your lips quirk up into a stupid smile, and your eyes are scanning his face and his potentially bruised nose bridge. “Did you miss me?” 

“Yeah,” he admits, like an idiot, and he unfortunately doesn’t miss the sudden stalling of your expression, the way your smile freezes for half a second and the twitch in your brow. “No,” he quickly rights, but it’s a moot point by now, “whatever. What do you mean, around? Have you been at school at all this week?” He finally looks down at your clothes, which are very much not any kind of school-uniform-adjacent garb, but rather a collared shirt with some kind of logo on the top left. 

“I’ve been working,” you say, and it’s maybe the most honest and straightforward answer that Dan Heng will ever get from you, so he relishes in it for a moment. “You know, a job. Have you heard of that before? Jobs? Employment?” 

“That’s allowed? Are we allowed to work?” 

“Well,” and you do it again, glance off to the side before coming back to him, “I hope so. I’m not looking to quit this job so soon. They hired me, so it’s all good. I just had to miss school this week so they could train me, but I’ll be back on Monday. You’ll get your daily dose of me again soon, don’t worry!” 

Working. Dan Heng doesn’t know much about your schedule, what you do after school besides annoy him and walk him home and get into fights with seemingly invisible and untraceable and unnameable people, but this feels like one more piece in a thousand-piece puzzle where half the pieces have been drenched in water and bent. He feels two steps away from knowing more about you at the same time that he feels miles away. 

“I’m at the movie theatre,” you tell him, “so you should come visit with your friends some day. Four to ten P.M. on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays. You can introduce me to your friends properly, you know,” and you have that nearly-tense, nearly-dishonest quirk of your lips, and you’re looking right at him like you’re trying to tell him something without saying it, “unless you’re too embarrassed to let them meet me.” 

This is not the first time you’ve said things like this, not by a long shot. Dan Heng thinks back, and is sure that you say something along the lines of aren’t you embarrassed at least once for every two times that he talks to you. Scared you’ll get caught with me? you asked him just last week, like being with you was a surefire way to get cursed or shunned or ostracized. Dan Heng doesn't get it, and it doesn't sound like you want him to. 

“No,” he says, steadfast, realizing belatedly that your hands are still around his wrists from when you’d tugged them down off his face, and his skin beneath your fingers is heating up rapidly, but so are the tips of his ears. “That’s not it,” and he really doesn’t have the strength to say anything deeper than that, so he dodges, “what were you doing on my street? Did you go to my house?” 

You’ve been caught. Sheepishly, you let go of his wrists, one hand going up to scratch the back of your neck instead, looking at his neighbor’s dead half-dead rose bush next to the sidewalk. “I kind of figured maybe I’d check in on you, or something. Ask to hang out. But when I came at three, you weren’t home yet, so I just kind of hung out with your mom. I was leaving just now. Figured you were busy, or something?” 

It’s an open-ended question, one that Dan Heng is very unwilling to honestly answer—if he did, he’d have to admit that the task that was oh-so-arduously occupying his time after school was sitting in the courtyard like a grieving wife waiting for her spouse to come home from war. He shakes his head instead of explaining anything—that should be enough of an answer. 

“She gave me cookies,” you continue in lieu of a real response from Dan Heng. “Seriously, am I the only one that eats them, or am I, like, stealing your only source of food every time I come over?” 

“The first one. I hate those things. They’re dry. I don’t understand how you eat them like that.” 

“Woah! Rude! Whatever, more for me. Hey, you’ll help me with all that schoolwork I missed, right?” You punch him in the shoulder playfully, which might’ve knocked the wind out of him had it been aimed any closer at his sternum. “I think we have almost all the same teachers. And I'm a quick learner, so it won't be so bad for you."

“Fine,” he says with a faux reluctance that would really only be convincing to a child, “I can walk you home.” 

“Haha,” and you punch his shoulder again, soothing it this time with a pat before you trail your hand up to the side of his neck, clasping the side of it with your warm palm, like you’re holding his pulse in your hand, and Dan Heng holds his breath so you won’t easily feel the rapid thump of blood underneath his skin, “maybe next time, champ.” 

You’re smiling again, laughing when you look at the paling expression on his face, like you know something he doesn’t, and he barely has time to feel disappointed at your easy rejection before you laugh, breathy, one more time, and say goodbye. 

(Himeko, to Dan Heng’s utter misery, hounds him for “details, the whole story, what did they say, Heng?!” the second he steps into the threshold of his house, keys still dangling from his hand. Terrible, awful, miserable. He does in fact, tell her everything.)

[tartppola]

Does anyone know what the timeline of the TWST main story is??? iirc Heartslabyul takes place in September before Ace’s birthday. Actually I think Prologue & Heartslabyul spans at least a week at max 😭😭

Savanaclaw is probably Late October… purely bcs I don’t think they’d do a school festival so early into the year

Octavinelle is like November-> Early December to me bcs it’s the midterm exam period, & idt they’d do exams right after a festival, but who knows…

Scarabia’s over winter break so December ->January

Pomefiore is probably??? somewhere around January as well?? Because I remember it was still snowing from the cutscene that Prefect has with Kalim abt his disappointment on not being a main singer. I’m betting on Late January at earliest. And Ignihyde takes place literally the night after Pomefiore 😭😭😭 This is also just guesswork based on how far up north the Sage’s Isle is, I assume the winters last longer there.

As for Diasomnia I got no clue at all 💔💔 all ik is that it should be getting warmer bcs of the reactions the characters have towards Malleus causing snow & winds to pick up… I used to think it was March but it probably isn’t 😭

if anyone would like to refute/add onto anything please feel free to do so!! This is all just guesswork 🙏🙏🙏

[thiscityneedslessfog]

Isn’t it better to hide— (INCORRECT BUZZER)

Persona 4 has a theme of convenience and basically choosing when to actually pursue things harder or just stick to what’s convenient.

The idea of convenience and how it can be destructive begins at the very start of the game with the negative effects of Junes on the town—people flock away from what gives the town identity for goods that are cheaper and easier to find. And you notice that people keep talking about Junes, but for the most part the same people keep buying from there—though, there are a lot of reused models, Persona 4 likes to use details like Namatame’s truck to its advantage. You see the woman at Junes who wants cabbages is the same woman who talks about Yosuke in Rank 2 of his social link.

Rather similar to the lyrics of the original opening of Persona 4:

Loading, loading, loading, quickly reaching maximum capacity

Warning, warning, warning, gonna short-circuit my identity

That second lyric has a double meaning—it’s not just about the fear of Inaba losing its integrity, but about the kids. Another thing about Persona 4 is how is shows the desperation of teenagers to be accepted by those around them, and how terrified they can be of living as themselves. See Yukiko and how Konohana Sakuya calls her out on not changing her situation because it’s easier.

The Midnight Channel Killings and the true Midnight Channel Killer

Furthermore, the game gives out numerous red herrings as to the Midnight Channel Killer’s identity simply because they’re easier to accept than the truth.

Kubo just comes out and lies that he’s the Midnight Channel Killer. But it’s so obvious he isn’t, if you’re paying attention. He’s not on anything TV related when he’s found dead. Even if you’re not a Persona user you can suspect something’s fishy. I mean hell, the police are pissed off with Naoto because she realized something was wrong about Mitsuo Kubo being convicted as the Midnight Channel Killer—the cause of death was known. Saki and Yamano just died out of nowhere.

Speaking of Naoto, she’s definitely a part of this because she thought staying in the closet and acting as a guy was easier than actually living as herself—a girl.

Namatame gets mistaken for the Midnight Channel Killer because he was intentionally framed by the true Midnight Channel Killer—he was manipulated by him into thinking the TV world could be safe, and the kids are so enraged by Nanako’s death that half of them try to kill the wrong guy. He’s not anyone the group is attached to or anyone who holds power.

Not to mention Namatame’s role—how he averted his eyes and didn’t want to believe that what he was doing was dangerous, a move he later admits was cowardly.

And the real Midnight Channel Killer? He’s none other than Tohru Adachi, the dearest friend of your character’s father figure, Ryotaro Dojima. You’ve seen him genuinely playing with Nanako. And he’s a police detective, one of the people meant to be working on the case, which is why he flies under the kids’ radar for so long.

Speaking of him, this isn’t the only way Adachi represents the theme of convenience vs truth and identity. Adachi heavily implies he believes in fate, and that it’s the primary reason why he isn’t successful in life, ignoring his own self-destructive nature that burns every bridge people make to him.

Furthermore, I see a lot of people saying he accepted Magatsu-Izanagi as himself without fighting him and that’s why his eyes turned gold during his fight. I don’t believe this is true at all thanks to Izanami’s words about Adachi. She describes him as someone who chose to "avert his eyes from the truth." To just fully accept it is entirely against what we know of his character—he doesn’t want to believe he’s at fault for his bullshit. He wouldn’t ever accept that, he's too proud. That’s why he blows up when the kids confront him!

And Adachi’s tendency to blame everyone around him is him running from himself and his own self-destruction. What I’m saying is, Adachi never could have accepted Magatsu-Izanagi as a Shadow, especially since thanks to Izanami kickstarting Magatsu-Izanagi as a Persona early, he never had the chance! And he needed to accept him because of how much baggage he has!

Also… remember how Adachi’s eyes turned gold. That was Magatsu-Izanagi bugging out and overtaking him. And remember what Chie’s Shadow, Tomoe, said when Chie rejected her? And the fact that the Shadows overtake and kill the victims when the fog clears?

Adachi took the easy way out—got a Persona without confronting it as a Shadow, and he paid the price. And he used a way of thinking that made him take the easy way out. The idea that everything was out of his control, when it wasn't at all.

It also gets covered in some characters’ individual character arcs, like Kanji, Marie and Naoto’s links.

Like Kanji, who ends up learning about how clearing the air would make life one hell of a lot easier for him if he just put in the work to clear the air in the first place.

Marie is afraid of the truth awaiting her in her memories, as she pleads Yu to stop during her rank 2 because “there’s no such thing.”

It’s not really a wonder Izanami discusses it and seems so fixated on it, especially since she’s incomplete and only the wish-granting side of herself. She described throughout her dungeon the choices she made as only being for the sake of mankind. She even mentions it in her dialogue as a normal gas station attendant.

And she’s not exactly wrong about how people work, we do try to pursue what’s convenient in a desperate bid to make our lives easier, everyone wants to make their life easier and better.

But the game proves how the truth is better for you in the end. First of all, Google human achievements now—see how literally pursuing the truth has made our lives better. Medicine alone is a perfect example. We learned about various diseases that menaced humanity, researched them, learned the truth about how they worked, and created vaccines and medication against them so we could survive. But second of all, see how things and people change for the better.

First of all, there’s the obvious not taking Adachi and the Midnight Channel’s bait and killing Namatame. By not killing him, you get to actually take down Adachi—the true Midnight Channel Killer. Because Yu gets everyone to back off by explaining that he suspects Namatame isn’t the real MCK. Because he isn’t!!

Second of all, in the epilogue, Junes begins cooperating with the local businesses to preserve the integrity of the district and to not close its competition.

This actually makes the Shopping District come alive, and helps Inaba begin to prosper instead of being a stagnant, dying town that also got almost collectively thrown into the apocalypse.

And in the social links, pretty much everyone who decides to go the hard way and live as their true selves are happier. Naoto living as a woman instead of remaining closeted, and realizing that "the misogynists and those who look down on those younger than them will never be happy, so don't try to prove yourself to them--you're still a detective and what matters is you're doing something you love. And no matter what they say, you're absolutely great at it."

Kanji succeeding to help his family business after helping clear his reputation after the little boy empowers him to do so…

And how could I forget Teddie finally choosing to not hide who he is as a Shadow after so much turmoil about it because he thought hiding it would make the Investigation Team like him? And it literally awakening his Persona from Kintoki-Douji to Kamuy?

The story and the social links alike support this: The truth is what pushes people forward. Not hiding it. The discovery and acceptance of truth is the key to human progress and prosperity, and Persona 4 understands this at a fundamental level. It’s one of the key themes of Persona 4, alongside the power of trust and love. but those two are for different posts.

[royalarchivist]

Maximus: You are doing very good, with the Spanish!

Foolish: Oh, gracias! Yo- yo hablo Español mucho, um... y necessito practico porque yo que– [I speak Spanish a lot, and I need practice because I want–]

Maximus: You have a Spanish girlfriend?

Foolish: No. [Laughs] No. I’m lonely.

Maximus & Vegetta: OH...... 😰

Maximus: We can do something about it! Right, Vegetta? 😏

Vegetta: I have a friend, his name is Rubius. This is a pretty, pretty boy!

Foolish: Ohhh, and he’s single?

Vegetta: Ehhh, no, but—!

[ Full Transcript ↓ ]

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Maximus: You are doing very good, with the Spanish!

Foolish: Oh, gracias! Yo hablo Español mucho, y necessito–

Vegetta: Practicar!

Foolish: Practi- practico– practico!

Maximus: [Approvingly] Mmm!

Foolish: Uh, porque yo que–

* [TN: Foolish is saying "I speak Spanish a lot, and I need practice because I want–"]

Maximus: You have a Spanish girlfriend?

Foolish: No. [Laughs]

Maximus & Vegetta: Oh...

Foolish: No. I'm lonely.

Maximus & Vegetta: OH......

Maximus: We can- we can do- we can do something about it!

Foolish: [Laughs]

Maximus: Verdad, Vegetta? [Right, Vegetta?]

Foolish: No- no novias. [No girlfriends]

Maximus: We can introduce him to Lusa?

Vegetta: Or Rubius.

Maximus: Lusa or Rubia?*

Vegetta: I have a friend! His name is Rubius.

Foolish: Rubius??? Rubius? Rubius?

Maximus: He is beautiful.

Vegetta: Rubius, yes. This is a pretty, pretty boy!

Foolish: Ohhh, and- and he's single?

Vegetta: Ehhh, no, but–!

Foolish: [Cracks up] Oh, "but–!"

Maximus: [Laughs] "But!"

Vegetta: But!

Maximus: "Buuuuuut!"

Foolish: "But, you know..." [Laughs]

Vegetta: You know!

Maximus: "But this is Isla Quesadilla, we- we- we can escape..."

Vegetta: Isla Quesadilla, and you, and Rubius–

Foolish: [Laughs]

Maximus: [Absolutely losing it in the background]

[iris-drawing-stuff]

Yeah! Danganronpa Amane! Looking at the DR wiki all the Lil Ultimate titles all seem to correspond to a class subject (Lil Ultimate Homeroom, Social Studies etc.), so I made her the Lil Ultimate Faith studies.

I'm picturing her as the blackened of a case. I think she'll really kill (heh) at that role. Especially since my favorite Amane moments are when snaps (like when she attacked Es with scissors).

I also made a pointing sprite for Mikoto.

I used the cult's symbol from Magic and the balloon in Purge March for her school symbol. Here's the symbols (you can use it if you want)

[corellianhounds]

I know we (rightfully) give Attack of the Clones a lot of grief for Obi-Wan just being able to show up unannounced and for him to just be given the literal biggest state secrets possibly of the entire war, in addition to how this cloning operation has been going on for like a decade without anyone knowing anything or any documentation crossing Mace Windu’s desk, but considering Sifo Dyas or Dooku or whoever was able to somehow erase an entire planet from (allegedly) every known bit of data collection or documentation, it could be argued that maybe Dyas and Dooku were just master forgers and had fake correspondence and reports going between them and the Kaminoans for over a decade now.

It’s not that far of a leap to say they got their hands on some heavily encrypted software on some very expensive computers and were able to imitate different speech patterns and documents and handwriting and official stamps or even holograms and holocalls. As far as the Kaminoans know, all of their contacts are fully aware and in the know about this clone army (because as far as they know, Sifo Dyas is alive and had to have been in communication recently)— When Obi-Wan shows up, it just happened to be at the exact time Dooku was the one supposed to be there in person himself that day. The Kaminoans did greet him as Master Jedi and said he was expected.

Obviously that could have only worked in the movie if Dooku had shown up and we saw him having to keep his cool/sneak around when some other Kaminoans tell him his “assistant” has already arrived, would you like us to escort you to him?

Internally Dooku’s thinking “WHOMST??” but externally he’s keeping his chill while searching the Force for whoever else might be— is that OBI-WAN KENOBI??

It’s soooooo tasty for Qui-Gon’s master and Qui-Gon’s apprentice to meet under these circumstances. Both of them know the other shouldn’t be there right now. They’re both having to play it cool in front of the Kaminoans, and this is even besides the fact Kenobi was there to find the bounty hunter assassin in the first place.

“I didn’t think you… were still as active in the Order,” Obi-Wan says slowly and diplomatically, knowing for a FACT that Dooku left the Order a long time ago.

“I… retired from active service,” Dooku says, equally diplomatically. “I act as a… consultant from time to time.”

“It’s soooo funny how I’ve never heard anything about that or this clone army the Jedi ordered,” Obi-Wan says, making direct eye contact with Dooku and probably trying to read his mind (to no avail). “The one they ordered ten years ago before there was ever any thought of the Jedi being actively involved on the frontlines of what isn’t a declared war. What would the Jedi want with a military in the first place?”

“How old are you, young one?” Dooku deflects in that fake kindly condescending grandfatherly voice. “How long have you been on the Council— Oh you’re just a Kniiiiight, that’s right, okay I see. How interesting. How much information are you actually privilege to, Obi-Wan?”

And this is all happening even before Obi-Wan Nancy Drew’d his way to Jango Fett’s private quarters!

Obi-Wan KNOWS he can’t go rogue right now when he’s that far from his ship on a city surrounded by an ocean and a literal army of clones soldiers (of that one super efficient bounty hunter, whenever it is he finds that out) all apparently under the command (?) of someone who definitely definitely super should not be speaking or doing or ordering anything under the name of the Jedi Order.

Count Dooku (who he doesn’t even know is a Sith yet) could very easily accuse him of being an impostor and have him detained or attacked or killed on sight. Zam Wessel was already established to be a shapeshifter in this movie, so it’s not outside the realm of possibility for Obi-Wan to not be who he says he is (which is kinda true?? since he WASN’T the Jedi ambassador for the Temple there to pick up his to-go order of a quarter-million identical men, with a million more on the way??). The Kaminoans might not even know much else about Jedi and Sith aesthetics besides “Wears robes” so if Dooku pulled a red lightsaber it might not even faze them, since he’d be able to provide more information and correspondence proving he’s the ‘actual’ Jedi anyway

Like can you imagine a fight breaking out not just between Kenobi and Jango, but a team-up of Jango and Dooku against Kenobi? That would have jumpstarted some of this clone army business a lot earlier in the movie and actually addressed what should have been the biggest conspiracy, coverup, and militaristic move of the MILLENNIUM

[cherrywperson]

lateposting . happy 1500 days anniversary to the election special ❤️

[elderwisp]

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Atlas: Taryn? Hey!

Atlas: What happened-

Taryn: Please don’t. 

Atlas: Can you talk to me?

Taryn: [ strained ] What is there to say that you don’t already know? I keep asking myself why you’re so nice to me all of a sudden. Why would someone like you be around someone like me and it’s such a… Mind-fuck. 

Atlas: I swear to you, it isn’t like that-

Taryn: Am I just a one night stand?

Atlas: [ stammers ] N-No! 

Taryn: Convincing.

Atlas: I’m sorry it wasn’t a good enough response, I’m just caught off guard. Why would you assume that?

Taryn: Because my questions made sense the minute you walked out of that building and there was lipstick smeared all over your face. Then you gave me this look, something about it made me realize I wasn’t the first and I don’t think I’d be the last. 

Atlas: [ flatly ] We didn’t even catch each other's name, that’s how little it meant. 

Taryn: [ barely a whisper ] Oh now that’s incredibly fucked up… Was that supposed to make me feel better?

Atlas: Bee-

Taryn: [ voice breaks ] Was it worth it? [ pauses ] Don’t… Answer that. I’m… Gonna go now.

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