#maybe i'm not

[bereft-of-frogs]

omg news from reddit I hadn't considered: someone pointed out the plot of the Acolyte wouldn't be happening if not for the hyperspace disaster, because that's what brought the Jedi to Brendok, which wouldn't have happened if not for Marchion Ro and the Nihil which wouldn't have happened if not for

FUCKING MARDA RO.

It all comes back to Marda fucking Ro.

I mean I'm joking because you could continue extending the causal relationship back....but also wait...

Because Marda was radicalized initially by Elecia Zeveron, the Mother. And the Mother was who she was and took over the Path of the Open Hand...because her sister was Force Sensitive enough to become a Jedi and she wasn't and she was left behind.

wow this is a circle.

[llannasvsp]

I'd imagine that maybe Lloyd sees a little bit of himself in Arin. I would also imagine that Lloyd maybe struggled / is struggling to train him just a little bit because he knows the hardships that come with the job. The ending of episode 20 is actually so... AGH. The way Lloyd is walking Arin through the pain is so... I'm not okay.

[numberfiveisback]

how can anyone write angst knowing full well the characters Do Not Deserve It? I'd feel terrible. I'd be sobbing into my pillow at midnight. I'd be drawing them happy because it's the only way I'll be able to cope. I'd be shouting about how much they deserve to be happy while salting my coffee with my own tears knowing I did this to myself.

[afrenchaugurey]

Second post for today, a little snippet of my current WIP, a modern NewTina AU.

This one takes place a few weeks after Newt's birthday, when Newt and Leta reconnect after haven't seen each other since highschool.

It's not the best one, I wrote that on Wednesday, but that's all I have about Newt's birthday for now...

Meanwhile, they had walked to an art gallery, and an almost religious silence had suddenly fallen between them as they began to admire the few pieces they could see from the outside.

“So, you say your work is inspired by hers ?” had finally asked Newt, in a whisper, as his body was almost shivering as all the colors engulfed him, scratched on his skin and tinkled in his ears. Leta just nodded her head, quietly, almost imperceptibly, making him add “Then, I’ really love to see your work. Really. If you are agreeable, it goes without saying.”

Fighting against tears that would invade her eyes anyway, Leta hid them by rummaging through her purse, after another discrete nod. She took out a small package wrapped in some printed paper and gave it to Newt, all smiles.

“Happy birthday, Newt, I can’t believe I almost forgot !”

“Aww... Thank you. You didn’t have to, you know.”

“Well, I wanted to. And… it’s really nothing. Open it !”

As if it were the most precious thing on Earth, and maybe it was, Newt opened the paper, this symbol of their renewed friendship, with caution and delicacy, to discover a tiny stuffed animal which looked like a platypus. Of course. He burst out laughing. A brilliant, exploding laugh, as vibrating as the oscillation of the crystal. “You didn’t…” he managed to say between two uncontrolled hiccups.

“Oh, yes, I totally did. Even if I wanted to, I could never forget about the platypus, and the fact that for years people thought he was a chimera. Or that he’s the only mammal to reproduce by eggs, and that, during the reproductive period the male is venomous, or... No, Newt, I don’t think I can forget. I don’t think I won’t ever forget… So, YES, I did.”

Newt blushed, hoping that the pale light of the night would hide this. This species had been one of his fixations during highschool. Hard one. “Thank you Leta. And sorry about that by the way.” His hands were methodically patting the little toy, running through its fur, his eyes locked on his own hands, his thoughts soothed by the soft and almost tickling sensation on the tip of his fingers.

She brushed off his words with her hand. “Don’t be. That’s some nice piece of trivia. Oh, he needs a name …”

It didn’t take long for Newt to decide. “Shaw. As George Kearsley Shaw who was the first scientist to make a description of the platypus at the end of the 19th century.”

“I see.” she laughed gently. “Now, I count on you to give me updates about him. So you won’t wait another more than ten years to talk to me again. We’re friends. I guess. I hope. I want pictures of him. I hope he’ll travel. I hope he’ll travel as much as this garden gnome in this French movie…”

“Amelie ?”

“Yes, that’s the one !”

“Well, I’m not an air hostess, and I don’t know any.” 

“So you’ll have to travel, as you once said you would...”

[richardgrimes]

what are the odds of another anakin appearance tonight am i perhaps asking for too much

[fantasmagorico]

i think i'm overthinking things

[willowcrowned]

if you're feeling powerless right now—and god knows I am—here's a reminder you can donate to the National Network of Abortion Funds, the Trans Law Center, Gaza Soup Kitchen, the Palestine Children's Relief Fund, and hundreds of other charities that will work to mitigate the damage that has been and will continue to be inflicted

life continues. we still have the capacity to do good, important work. that matters

[w1lmuttart]

The lake town

[desperatepleasures]

one time I used the ben affleck smoking reaction image in the family group chat and my mom replied with the funniest possible response which was: "mommy doesn't know who the guy is???" and that phrase has not left my brain since. I'll see blorbos on my dash that I don't recognize and I'll be like well it seems mommy doesn't know who the guy is.

[ionomycin]

temple at the end of the road

[yellowpoet]

hold on. Was suck him good and hard through his jorts supposed to conjour the image of someone who has an unzipped fly because this entire time I've been imagining someone slurping on wet denim

[taffywabbit]

they should invent a new type of "staying in bed for 2-3 hours after you wake up repeatedly opening and closing apps on your phone" where it makes you feel awesome and energized and emotionally fulfilled

[xamitras]

For many of years I had this tradition of drawing Wirt and the beast once a year to see how much I have improved, then depression hit in 2023 and couldn't continue, but it left so really amazing art in the process

[eastgaysian]

[kimquatz]

process of drawing an OC: - you design them - you get attached to them - their hair gets bigger without you realizing it