#i can't believe it's already done

[kanerallels]

For day seven of @jacensyndullaweek!

Prompt: Free day

Rating: G

Read on AO3!!

“Remind me,” Trill said, “why am I the one helping you with this?”

Jacen looked up from his tool box, grinning at her disapproving frown. “Cause you’re nice. And you don’t want either of us to plummet to our doom next time we fly the New Dawn.”

“Fair enough,” Trill said reluctantly as he grabbed a pry bar and wedged it underneath a panel. “But shouldn’t you be asking one of your more mechanically inclined friends to help you with this? I don’t know much about ships. And I’m not nice,” she added.

With a loud clang, the panel popped off, and Jacen pushed it to the side. “You are a different kind of nice,” he informed her, examining the contents. “Pass me the spanner and the wire cutters, please.”

Grabbing the two tools, Trill handed them to him one at a time. As Jacen accepted them, he continued, “Besides, my usual assistants are busy. Poe is off being the poster boy for the Resistance with General Organa, and Ezra and Rex are still off planet.”

“What about Ivri?” Trill asked, wincing as there was a loud zapping sound from inside the panel. Jacen bit back a curse.

“Ow. Okay, so the problem’s not there.” Setting aside the tools, he grabbed the panel as he told Trill, “I don’t trust Ivri around the New Dawn, and I say that with love and respect. His methods of repairs on ships are a little insane.”

“Right,” Trill said, staring as he banged the panel back into place. “Nothing like yours at all.”

Shooting her a wounded look, Jacen said, “He uses the Force on all of it. He’s not hands on at all, and you need to be if you want your ship to run properly. He keeps his A-wing going, but we agreed a long time ago that he’d never work on the Dawn.”

“Fair enough,” Trill said reluctantly. She had to admit, Jacen’s half-Mirialan, half-Chiss friend was peculiar. She hadn’t known what to think when she’d first met him, other than she wasn’t surprised he was Jacen’s best friend.

After getting to know him a little better, she stood by that statement.

“Fine, I’ll help,” she told him, watching as he slid under the ship, popping open another panel and examining the contents. She paused, her gaze lingering for just a minute.

Jacen’s hair was bundled up behind his head, keeping it out of his face as he worked. He was dressed simply in gray pants and a tank top that showed off his tattoos. Trill’s gaze stayed there for a heartbeat longer.

She’d seen his tattoos before— back when they’d been in the prison camp together, when Ren had been stitching him up after the beating. She hadn’t taken much notice back then. She’d been too angry at him and too worried about what would happen next.

But now, she found herself curious. She’d found herself curious about a lot of things about Jacen lately. Which wasn’t normal for her, exactly— but she wanted to know him. To hear even the tiniest details about his life.

It was definitely silly, and she refused to think about why it was. But she indulged herself every now and then.

So, as Jacen hummed a tune to himself, examining the insides of the ship, Trill raised her voice. “Can I ask you something?” she said.

“You just did,” Jacen said, and she could hear the grin in his voice. “But I’ll give you another one— pass me that wrench first, please? The one with the tape around the handle.”

Trill sifted through the tools, and located the wrench wrapped in fraying blue tape. Passing it to him, she said, “I’m curious about your tattoos. Is it okay if I ask about them?”

“Hang on,” Jacen grunted, his voice tight with strain. “Almost— KARK!” His final word was accompanied with a loud clang, and a second later, he popped out from under the Dawn. The front of his shirt was sprayed with grease, and there was a matching smear across his forehead.

Looking satisfied, he said, “Clogged valve. We’ll have that fixed in a couple minutes. You want to know about my tattoos?”

“If you don’t mind sharing,” Trill said, feeling a little uncharacteristically hesitant. Are you nervous? Over talking to Jacen, of all people? She thought. He told a First Order admiral that General Fithyhoop was a person, for sky’s sake. Pull yourself together. 

“I don’t mind at all,” Jacen said, grinning easily. Kneeling in front of his tool box, he replaced the wrench and started pulling out a couple more tools. “It’s a good question— they all have a story about them. How much do you know about Twi’leki tattoo culture?”

“Pretty much nothing,” Trill admitted

“I didn’t know much, either,” Jacen said. “But it’s tradition for certain provinces to get tattoos on their leks at a certain age. My gramps got them when he was… fifteen, I think? But plenty of the time it’s even younger. My mom was eight.” Lifting his arm, he ran a finger over the green, curving lines decorating his forearm. “That’s what these are, since I don’t have lekku.”

“They’re beautiful,” Trill told him sincerely.

“Thanks. They’re the only traditional ones I have, but I’ve always thought I might like to get more,” he said. “The Twi’leki people only get them for very important life events, though, so it’ll have to wait. My mom and dad got them at their wedding— Dad has Mom’s lekku patterns, and Mom has his jaig eyes.”

Twisting a little, he tapped the tattoo high on his shoulder— a patch of curving dots and lines, meshing around the shape of a wolf’s head. “This one, Ivri and I both have. Except his has a convor. And then we have this one.”

Jacen hooked a finger in his shirt’s neckline, pulling it down just enough to reveal a small orange shape. “Starbird,” he said with a grin. “Sabine designed it. It’s a Mandalorian style tattoo, so it’s almost more of a brand, not just ink. Here—” reaching out, he caught hold of her hand, lifting it up to press her fingers against his skin. “See? You can feel the difference.”

Caught off guard, Trill was interested in spite of herself as her fingers brushed the raised mark. “That checks out for Mandalorians,” she murmured. “Must have hurt.”

“Says the Mandalorian,” Jacen said. “But yeah, it wasn’t fun.” Trill started to respond as she glanced up— and met his blue-green gaze, startlingly near to her own.

Don’t blush, Trill ordered herself, even as she felt a wave of heat sweeping her face. Do. Not. Blush. But it was hard, standing this close to Jacen, so close she could feel him breathing. She could also see him turning slightly red himself.

Hastily, she stepped back, her hand slipping free from his. “Thank you,” she said, brushing a strand of loose hair behind her ear. “For telling me.”

“Any time,” he said, his voice sounding a little… breathless, almost. Maybe there are some things we need to talk about, Trill thought. Eventually.

But when Jacen spoke again, his tone sounded normal. “Hand me the screwdriver?”

“Sure,” Trill said, pushing the thought out of her mind. It wasn’t time for that conversation, not yet.

So she handed him tools as he worked, and they fell into an easy, comfortable rhythm— Jacen talking intermittently to either her or the ship, Trill shooting back sarcastic comments. It was easy to be around him, even when she wasn’t completely sure where they stood.

She thought their tattoo conversation was over, and had long since moved on to other subjects when Jacen asked, “Do you think you’d ever get a tattoo?”

“Hmm?” Trill glanced at where he was wiping his hands on a cloth, having finished his repairs to the New Dawn. “Oh— I’ve never really thought about it.”

“You should,” he said easily, dropping the cloth back into the toolbox. “I bet it would be a good look for you. We could even get matching ones or something— I’ve been thinking about getting a new tattoo.”

“Didn’t you say your parents had matching tattoos?” Trill asked, before she could think better of it.

He flushed a little before saying, “They had complimentary tattoos, not matching ones. Matching ones is a friendship thing, complimentary is romance.”

“Uh-huh. And don’t Ivri and his girlfriend have matching tattoos?”

“That is hardly the point,” Jacen said, turning a little redder. “I’m trying to ask you a legitimate question here, you know.”

Relenting, Trill said, “Alright, fair enough. I’ll think about it— I don’t even know what I’d get.”

“Well that’s easy,” Jacen said. “Just ask Sabine’s advice. Speaking of whom— I’m gonna check in with Mom and Dad, see if I can’t make them some dinner, and invite Sabine and the kids. Do you want to come?”

“Sure,” Trill said, heading after him as they made their way back to the main part of the Ajan Kloss base. 

For just a moment, her mind lingered on the moment they’d had earlier— a moment which wasn’t unique. There had been more than a few of them lately, and there was a part of Trill that wanted to push farther, to figure out exactly what it meant.

But now wasn’t a good time, what with their battle against the First Order, and Jacen’s sister going missing. Now, she would focus on the next task ahead of her, nothing more.

Apparently, that task was dinner with Jacen’s family. And knowing the extended Syndulla-Jarrus-Wren-Bridger family as she did, Trill had a feeling it would be nothing if not chaotic.

She was already looking forward to it.

[floccinaucinihilipilificationa]

[mishaesque]

Scenic Supernatural Season 1

[sergle]

yall are about to piss me off by not having any PASSING basic knowledge of the way the u.s. military manipulates its recruits into joining by typing up one of your uninformed, unresearched, unempathetic, individualistic, unbelievably annoying posts about how 100% of the people in the military ended up there because they just Love America So Damn Much! they're extremely mature and informed at time of recruitment, they can totally leave anytime they want, they totally had tons of other avenues in life they could've taken, there was no rush at all to get income as fast as possible, and everyone in the military also totally is part of the combat divisions and personally enjoys being IN the military very much, big believers of violence. everyone in the military is shooting guns all day, that's how that works. they LOVE BLOODSHED. also I love the "amewicans haha" twang to this type of shit because you're actually TOTALLY stealing our Thing, which is turning systemic issues into Individual Issues. Instead of talking about the powers that be, it's so Personal Choice up in here. It's, "well you shouldn't have done it then. I totally wouldn't because I know better." you don't wanna talk about the military industrial complex as a whole, and you don't want to talk about recruiters, you just want to pin the blame on Specific Individual People one-by-one, as if they're responsible for the system that they're being ground up in. someone was in the military? bad person, no matter what. it's easier to believe that, I guess, than to acknowledge that Normal People (with high school educations) are manipulated and incentivized into joining a system that is Bad. at like age 18. but yeah no that 18 year old should have just been smarter lol haha anyway here are some screenshots for no particular reason

side note this reply of someone going "umm just get loans and go into a high paying field it's easy XD" as a direct response to someone trying to explain how most americans joining the military are being funneled in that direction out of a need for money.

and another person who Decided that americans join the military just CLENCHING their teeth thinking of other people, and not thinking completely selfishly about their own selves and their own income/housing/healthcare.

[theusernameiwantisntavailable]

Suuuper rushed pannel redraw, but I wanted to do something in celebration of this milestone!!!!

[einaudis]

ALL OF US STRANGERS (2023) dir. ANDREW HAIGH

[fuckinart]

(they'll never understand) How could I ever understand? No, I don't have to understand. I don't wanna understand. So I will never understand. (we could have everything)

[pearlcaddy]

lockwood & co appreciation week 💀 favorite ship

Locklyle [insp]

[hirazuki]

As promised, some BTS stuff ^^

Fun points:

Please note the full confidence with which I snatch the wig to toss up to my photog, only to hand it back to my sis a split second later so she can do it instead, because I remembered I lack the necessary mobility in this outfit XD

Our fog machine sputtering out and refusing to work for no discernable reason (it started back up later lmao)

My sis and photogs doing things to make me laugh while I'm trying to pose seriously

[greensaplinggrace]

sorry but like, as someone who doesn't vibe with fem!sub stuff and always ends up dislking fandom obsession with the man in any relationship being a Dominant Daddy Top containing more macho tendencies than personality . . i do also think that framing people liking violence in their sexual fantasies as worrying is um. worrying in and of itself.

like yeah logan being Like That in 'x reader' Old Man Logan stuff seems very ooc to me, too. but i also like animalism and brutality and violence in sex as well, and these things are not inherently abusive or "near rapist" by themselves in fictional portrayals of kink.

i don't hc logan as the macho dom! a lot of fandom for some reason considers "common consensus fanon" lmfao, but i also think that the fine line of fighting and fucking and violence and animalism is something viscerally satisfying to explore in fiction and especially kink. and characters like logan - who do actually have some solid connections to such themes - are some of the best outlets for that.

[chloecherrysip]

I'm telling you, everything's gonna be all right as long as we're together!

[mayasdeluca]

That episode was a lot and had so much but overall I thought it was pretty good. That last Marina scene was so many mixed emotions and feelings but we got so much from it. 😭 We FINALLY heard Maya speak Italian and Carina was wearing Maya's SFD shirt!!! I'm so bummed that they did Carina dirty yet again for no good reason and felt it was necessary to have her find out that she can't get pregnant but the idea of using Maya's eggs is definitely intriguing and I do hope they continue that story until the end of the season now and we get to at least see some progress made. I do wonder if any of it will be touched on in a big way in episode 7 now.

The FaceTime scene was adorable too. Maya calling Liam probie and Danielle adding in a 'babe' (bless her) was perfect. The only thing missing was a reaction from Carina to Maya wearing her Class A's. But Maya loves her family so much and it's the cutest thing.

As for the other stuff...the audacity of the writers Emily to write Maya apologizing to Beckett for her part in what she did and then to not have Beckett apologize for literally torturing and bullying her for 6 months??? For dumping fake blood on her in a Halloween episode??? So Beckett's actions are excused and fine but Maya apologizes and this dumbass still doesn't trust her and acts like an absolute fool on the call and then Maya has to DOUBLE DOWN and own up to her part again and he says nothing again for the way he treated her?? That was such a slap in the face it's ridiculous.

I did like how they had Andy acknowledge that Maya is always there for her and the call back to them in the academy but they definitely could have done more with that. I guess it's impossible for Maya to ever get any kind of remorse or apology in return though.

Carina mentioning Andrew was too much for me 😭 Liam deserved to have his Zio Andrea in his life and I'll forever be sad that he doesn't have him.

The obsession the writers have with Ross and Sullivan truly needs to be studied. They will never be the epic love story romance that they continue to try and force on us.

But anyway...

“I didn't want to have a family until you showed me...what a family was.”

[kanskje-kaffe]

Moar Silvergifting!

Annatar. Sauron. Those names had circled like vultures in his head from the instant he had realized, too late, that they were one and the same. In the grand scheme of his life, Annatar played only a tiny part. Ninety years. What was ninety years? It should have been so easy to let them fall by the wayside. The memory of pain faded quickly enough. But as brutal as Annatar had been, he had devised no torture worse than the memory of his sweetness. Few elves knew what it was like to fall in love with one's murderer. It was yet another way in which Celebrimbor regretted being exceptional.

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The Madrigal (Ch. 2) by Kanskje_Kaffe on AO3

Celebrimbor could not heal in the Halls of Mandos. Now reembodied, he is willing to do whatever it takes to find peace - even if that means becoming master to the recently-defeated Sauron.

Being served by a Maia proves far more complicated than he initially anticipated.

(Fully outlined, updates frequently)

[galoogamelady]

Hey, might be a bit of an odd question. Have you had a chance to dive into Starfield? Will there be a Buttons IN SPAAACCCCEEE!?

I'll be honest, I've seen a bit of Starfield (Cam bought it) and I'm not impressed. Can't say I've expected anything different either unfortunately, with how Bethesda has been conducting business lately. I don't feel any particular way about it and I doubt I'll be playing it anytime soon.

[neonraven28]

Do you think Logan and Hesh ever felt fear during the campaign? Ever felt lost?

Like, sure, throughout the campaign they've had multiple life threathening missions, but only after Elias' death was there truly an all or nothing mindset— where the smallest mistake could determine the outcome of everything.

When the Walker brothers decided that they'd die, just to take Rorke down... Did they feel they had nothing left to loose, so long as both were gone and so was Rorke?

Was that the reason they really gave it their all, pushing through their injuries? They were ready to die and they made sure that Rorke wouldn't survive no matter what (well, we know how that went...)

Just how much weight left their shoulders the moment they survived? The moment they sat on the beach, panting, watching bombs paint the sky?

And how fucking hard did reality sink in at the sight of Rorke, surviving just like them?

[bookshelfdreams]

we have BUTTONS