#over a year

[descendantofthesparrow]

hey look what i finally colored in

[albireon]

got a new wire for my tablet so i dont have to restart my computer every 5 minutes while drawing YAAAY heres some of my favorite characters to celebrate

[garak-pussy-indulgence]

Makeup dump ft. I Fucking Told You This Was Gonna Be Their Best Song Yet I Cannot Believe It Is Finally Out

[wantonlywindswept]

Good Dad Paz ficlet

i;’m fukkin. sobbing. apparently all i needed to write was an episode of mandalorians being DADS and loving their kids who knew

Post 3.1 canon divergence, Paz decides to go after Din on his epic roadtrip to Mandalore. din is sir not appearing in this ficlet

Mando’a I decided didn’t have an acceptable substitute in English that vibed:

alor: title indicating a leader

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The day after Din left, when the Armorer reminded them that redemption could only be achieved through the Living Waters, Paz's first thought was, 'What kind of fool would go to a poisoned planet?'

His second thought was the horrifying realization that Din was absolutely that kind of fool.

Then Paz immediately started packing, because apparently so was he.

"Do you go to aid him, or to dissuade him?" the Armorer asked, standing on the landing pad below as he shoved supplies into the battered Z-95 Headhunter. It had taken another day just to requisition the ship, waiting for its return from offworld while Din's trail grew ever colder. The covert only had a few ships available and most were constantly in use; Paz's decision to requisition the starfighter had not been looked upon kindly.

"When has he ever done anything but what he wanted?" he grunted, wedging his assault cannon into the space behind the Headhunter's seat. He'd scrounged together enough supplies to last him a week, pulled mostly from his own reserves, and had items for barter stowed away should he make landfall on a populated planet. 

"He is an apostate," the Armorer pointed out, "Which makes him no longer our concern."

"He's an idiot," Paz countered, "And he'll get both himself and his child killed if he goes to that cursed planet."

He finished stowing the last of his supplies and jumped down, landing heavily in front of her. She regarded him silently as he straightened.

"Do I have permission to leave, alor?" he asked stiffly. 

Paz wasn't sure what he would do if she said no. He hadn't really thought that far ahead: a common failing of his, to do things without first thinking them through. He approached life fists first and blasters second, and most problems were solved through judicial application of one or the other.

That method never had really worked on Din, though, no matter how much they tried it with each other.

The Armorer considered him a few moments longer before inclining her head, and Paz felt just a moment of relief before she spoke again.

"Do you agree with Din Djarin's choice?"

He blinked.

"Alor?"

"Had it been your child in danger," the Armorer enunciated, "Would you have removed your helmet as he did?"

Paz stiffened. His gaze darted past her, to the edge of the landing pad, where Ragnar waited patiently to say goodbye.

Paz hadn't known, on Glavis, why Din had removed his helmet. All he'd felt was anger - not unusual, when it came to Din - and stomach-churning envy - also not unusual - from seeing the Darksaber finally returned to Mandalorian hands. Hands that weren't a Vizsla's, for all that Paz thought the damned thing was cursed. Hands that didn't understand what they held; hands that were, in the end, not Mandalorian at all.

And that had been the sharpest cut, a grieving wound reopened: to realize that one of his brothers, returned from the dead, hadn't actually been returned to him at all. 

Paz now owed Din a life debt; that was not in question. Din had saved his son, and Paz would repay that a hundred times over, a thousand times over, knowing that Ragnar lived because of his actions. He would protect Din's child or protect the fool himself, would walk on the surface of a death-trap of a planet and follow Din wherever he needed to go, because that was the least the man was owed for saving his child.

What wouldn't Paz do for his son?

The Armorer waited for his response, hands clasped in front of her. 

Paz looked away.

"I think," he said quietly, "That neither of us would like the answer to that question."

The Armorer said nothing. After a moment she turned to walk back into the caves; Paz let out a low breath and wondered if he, too, might need the absolution of the Living Waters.

Ragnar scampered over once it was clear that departure was imminent, and Paz didn't have to force a smile as he knelt down, gathering the boy into his arms as he barreled into him. 

"You're leaving now?" Ragnar asked, only a hint of a pout in his voice. He'd come a long way from the shaking, anxious boy that Paz had found, blossoming in the safety of the covert's care and Paz's own gentle guidance. "To find the Hunter?"

"To fulfill a debt," Paz agreed. 

Ragnar made an unhappy noise.

"It should be mine," he said, not for the first time. "It's my life that was saved, I should be the one with the life debt. I can pay it!"

Paz chuckled, leaning down to press their foreheads together, beskar connecting in a quiet singing note.

"You're still too young, and unless I go after him now, there will be no Hunter to repay. You are my foundling, and it is my place and privilege to take care of you. Understand?"

Ragnar sighed, and grumbled, and leaned back just so that he could tap their helmets together again.

"This is the Way," he agreed morosely.

Paz smiled and chucked him gently under the chin.

"This is the Way."

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pt 2

[soup--champ]

AFTER ALL THIS TIME RANBOOLIVE FINALLY WINS AN MCC!!!!!

[pirakeet]

For an unknown amount of time this setting has stopped my posts from showing up in any tag:

I'm sharing this incase anyone else misunderstands what this means

Enabled - Your tagged posts will not show up in any tag, essentially shadowbanning yourself. - You will not be searchable on tumblr to some degree - You most likely won't show up on search engines outside of tumblr. Disabled: - People will actually see your damn posts - But so can the internet To anyone this is common sense to: Valid. But I didn't immediately recognise a tag as ''searching for tagged posts'' and just assumed ''i guess it will be harder to search for my blog name, but who cares i just wanna be less visible off this platform"

So just sharing incase anyone else's brain does the thing.

[crustaceousfaggot]

"Turns out that Rusty Quill is actually awful at communication and has done some deeply scummy things"

Everyone in the Creating The Line discord server:

[equinesandeducation]

Another wonderful Líf update! She’s back in the big herd, bandage free and living her best life 🥹

[ron-do-i-get-to-sing-my-way]

Finally sitting down to read my book all about microphone placement and recording, eating Cheezits. La dolce vita.

[astro-b-o-y-d]

okay this might be a dumb question but is the fanfic you’re writing uploaded anywhere? i wanna read it!

Ahahaha...not quite.

You see, Triangulum is still a WIP, one I've been working on for over a YEAR. And I'm waiting until I at least have a few chapters finished before I start publishing.

BUT!! Hopefully I should start posting it before the end of the year! I've finished the final draft of the prologue AND I'm almost done with the final draft of chapter one! So it's only a matter of time before my work can finally see the light of day.

[le-velo-pour-dru]

I'm genuinely so concerned about the fact that I don't have motivation for my creative hobbies anymore ._. I don't know what happened, and I don't know how to get back into them, and it freaks me out

[loulou3010]

Hey guys .I have been drawing cats (on ibis paint x) for iver a year and i wanted to make a redraw of my first drawing .My first fanart was of cinderpelt just walking .And now i made her again .Hope you like it .

[onceuponapuffin]

Good Omens final fifteen

when the piece of media got emotional reaction so strong that you're afraid to re-experience it in it

[mudboyman]

Light answers a tough question

[ivyblooms]

The funniest homophobia I ever experienced was a Mormon lady at my work telling me she would accept me being gay because we have to get along as coworkers but I really should consider not being gay because gay people have sex like animals (especially gay men) and she just couldn't stop thinking about it and how gross we are. She started really getting distressed, near tears, and saying 'I can't stop thinking about it. I can't stop." over and over and miming some kind of sex acts with her hands and I was like ?????? What is happening???? One of the other Mormon ladies had to come over and pat her on the back and help her sit down to help her calm down and our boss gave her the afternoon off due to being too upset to work.

[s0up1ta]

toxic yaoi or something idk i haven't watched gravity falls