#reyiosa

[fadinglight123]

I’m extremely out of it and forgot to tag uhhhhhhh @inqorporeal @kurokurono @reyiosa

reblog w the song lyrics in your head NOW. either stuck in yr head or what yr listening to

[myakkoh]

Last Line Challenge

Rules: in a new post, show the last line you wrote (or drew) and tag as many people as there are words (or however many you like).

Tagged by: @1flyingcat , @ladyteldra , and @pearlescentpearl ! For this I'm adding triple. :DD

"You returned," a blindfolded woman says softly, golden veins ugly against a pale throat. The young man sharply inhales, as a blade of ice lifts. They seem to know each other, Agen thinks, and stops. "Imbibitor Lunae. Old friend, have you forgotten the price?"

Agen cannot move. She points the blade of ice not at the young man, but at him.

Tagging @blackkatmagic , @shirokage218 , @1flyingcat , @robininthelabyrinth , and @reyiosa ! No pressure if you guys don't feel like it! If you do, though, have fun!

[feybarn]

The Paperwork Conspiracy 👀

This is going to be a Fox/Obi-Wan story, involving paperwork, political scheming, and plots to assassinate the Chancellor.

Snippet:

Fox glared at the absolute mess of paperwork that the Chancellor had left for him, this would take him all afternoon, and that wasn’t considering everything else Fox had to get done. Kriff that man and his inability to do his own work.

“Next time someone tries to assassinate him, I’m just going to look the other way. Claim my eyes are strained from all the kriffin paperwork he leaves me.”

A soft chuckle broke through his angry haze. “Now, Commander Fox, don’t you think that’s a little drastic?”

Fox froze; even in the midst of a rant, he always maintained excellent awareness of his surroundings, but he’d completely missed someone approaching. He glanced up slowly to see who had somehow managed to sneak up on him, and had heard his implied threat to the Chancellor’s well-being. In front of him, leaning against the door of his office, was General Kenobi.

Fox needed to apologize to Cody for claiming that his request for a bell to hang around his General’s neck was an over exaggeration and then beg him for proper bribing material to make sure that Cody’s General never mentioned this to anyone, ever.

[cabezadeperro]

alphafox + 17 :3

(this is a bit spicy!! or like. the aftermath of spicy. nothing graphic here)

things you said that i wish you hadn't

“The thing about the chips.”

17 stops, his right boot still half-unlaced. He looks at Fox on the bed.

“What?”

Fox isn’t looking at him but at the ceiling, his eyes flat. He has a hand tucked under his head, under the pillow--he’s grabbed the deecee 17 knows he keeps there. 

He doesn’t take it personally.

“The chips. They’re real.”

17 turns to look at him properly. Fox is still naked and dripping sweat, his too-long hair curling over his eyes. He’s still not looking at 17, and 17 scowls, leans over the narrow cot. He tugs at Fox’s chin until he lets himself be moved and he looks at 17, his jaw clenched.

“Of course they’re real, Fox’ika,” 17 tells him slowly. He knows he sounds condescending--he can’t help it. Fox blinks at him, slow and almost insolent. His face’s empty. “I don’t know what you want me to do about it.”

Fox’s mouth ticks upwards. He jerks his face out of 17’s hold and looks away again. 

Something drops to the floor on the other side of the door. Fox’s little room in the barracks is so quiet they can hear whatever it is rattle and roll, someone cursing under their breath.

Fox doesn’t speak again until the noise is gone. 

He shrugs. 17 hates the way he’s smiling at nothing, his eyes very far away. 17’s come is still drying on his stomach but it feels as if Fox were on the other side of the galaxy.

17 feels something sharp and bitter settle in his stomach. He looks away.

“Nothing at all,” Fox says.

[silver-horse]

@reyiosa

🥴🥴🥴

[anaisonfire]

baldywan/cody 👀👀👀

I love the escalating eye emojis 😂

This one’s about Obi-Wan’s hair too lol. As per the title (I’m probably gonna name it something else on AO3. Probably).

So we’ve all seen Obi-Wan as Rako Hardeen, yes? He has no hair when the whole deception is over, is what I’m getting at. So until his glorious hair and beard grow back he’s walking around shiny and bald (hence baldywan; term courtesy of the Jedi Appreciation discord server, I’m gonna use it forever now).

People have thoughts™ about Obi-Wan’s new style. My notes for this go:

+codywan moment when obi’s beard is still at the stubble stage? 👀👀👀 +he’s literally unrecognizable without hair and beard lmao +he looks so young?? clones going wtf +BUZZCUT

So that’s that on that lol. I’m definitely going to have at least one clone go “Who’s that with the Commander?? THAT’S THE GENERAL??????” XD

[blackkatmagic]

Luke: *sunshine boy, no regards for personal safety or common sense, jumps in spaceship first and asks questions later, loves with the light and power of a G-class star, burns his enemies to the ground with that same light* Wolffe, who just got over his crush on Plo Koon: FUCK

YES it’s so beautiful. And hilarious. 

[ithappensoffstage]

im sorry you're away from your twin right now :( what are your favorite movies/tv shows/books/comics/music/whatever that you've discovered in the past year?

Haha as soon as you asked my brain was like “I’ve never consumed any media in my life ever” and also I spent a lot of this year re-consuming media I have already read for comfort because grad school has been Actual Hell but here’s a list I will probably come back to later:

#1 TV slot goes to M*A*S*H, which you likely noticed has been a recent and intense hyperfixation. It’s quickly become one of my favorite shows of all time, right up there with Black Sails. This past year, Jas and I also decided to watch the DC Arrowverse (well, only Legends of Tomorrow, The Flash, and Supergirl) shows after previously dismissing them. We grew up reading Marvel and indie comics but were never big DC people. They’re not necessarily GOOD shows, but I am enjoying how silly they can be, and the character rather than plot/action driven nature of them all.

Other TV: Fullmetal Alchemist Brotherhood

Music: Mitski, Open Your Eyes (Carlos Valdes cover), PVRIS, Chvrches, Gay Street Fighter (Keiynan Lonsdale), Casanova (Allie X feat. VERITE), the Bridge City Sinners... also unironically Cruel Summer by Taylor Swift don’t @ me Movies: The Old Guard, Birds of Prey, Emma., The Half of It, Portrait of a Lady on Fire Books/Comics: Shades of Magic, House of X/Powers of X (I waited for the hardcover), Call Down the Hawk, The Scottish Boy, Sunstone, Primer

Video Games: Death Stranding, Jedi Fallen Order

(thank you, this was an excellent distraction from missing my twin)

[ifridiot]

critic, mifflin, houghton!

critic: what’s the best piece of advice you’ve ever received about writing?

It doesn’t need to be prefect, it just needs to be finished.

mifflin: what do you feel is your strong suit in writing?

If the sheer amount of writing i do doesn’t count, then maybe uh... like characterization. I think i do a good job of making characters feel like fully fleshed out people.

houghton: what’s something you love that people compliment your pieces on?

uh i really like hearing that my work had an emotional or visceral reaction for people?

[myakkoh]

another Agen prompt: I would adore any child in the GFFA braiding Agen's hair and weaving flowers into it!!

(AO3) ~

The small beacon of happiness flickers behind him.

“Can I put flowers in your hair?”

Agen stops, startled at the sudden voice behind him, and turns around to see the Human youngling beaming up at him with a hopeful smile. There’s a bouquet of flowers in the youngling’s hands, dirt smeared upon their hands and tunics, even their face. They seem happy, though, with the way they’re carefully cradling the flowers.

They’re still smiling at him, hope visible on their small face. It reminds him of the time when he was just a youngling himself, watching Jedi Masters and Knights pass him in amazement and awe. Agen remembers huddling close to the entrance of his crèche, and some stopping with smiles and the crinkles in their eyes as they asked what he wanted to know.

It’s nearly the same now, with the youngling still staring up at him with that bouquet of flowers. Almost like his own Master, when T’ra tucked small flowers behind his ear, weaving some into a braid, placing them here and there with that warm smile of hers.

He has to meet her in a couple of hours, but—well. T’ra can wait a little longer. The youngling deserves some of his time, after following him for a couple of minutes.

“What kind of flowers?” Agen asks, bends down on one knee to meet the youngling’s eyes.

The youngling brightens, their smile even more wide now. It suits them. “Blueblossom flowers and plom blooms! Blue and pink! See?”

“I can see,” Agen says seriously, feels a flicker of amusement in his chest, “will you put them in my hair?”

A fierce nod and an equally bright grin. “Blue and pink looks good on you!” the youngling insists and Agen raises an eyebrow at the bold statement. “I know it!”

It’s almost the exact same thing T’ra told him once, his Master amused when he finally worked up the courage to ask why she always chose those two colours. Agen slowly breathes, and gives a faint smile to the youngling before him. Perhaps he’ll share that story with the youngling while they place the flowers in his hair.

“I believe you,” he reassures the youngling, and pauses. If they head to the gardens, perhaps there’ll be more flowers for the youngling to play around with. Slightly far away from prying eyes, but—it’ll do. There’s plenty of different flowers there. “Do you want to go to the garden?”

The youngling’s eyes widen. “I’ve never been to the garden,” they say in a hushed voice, like they’re dramatically trying to tell him in a loud whisper.

“Is that so?” Agen reaches out and brushes the smear of dirt off the youngling’s face. The youngling stares up at him in quiet awe. “Well, I can take you there now.”

“Really?” the youngling asks with wide brown eyes. “Can I see more flowers?”

“Yes,” he promises, spreads his arms a little. “Do you want me to carry you?”

“Oh. Yes, please.”

The youngling scrambles into his arms, warm and shaky with excitement. The Force floats happily around them, the excitement amplifying, a gentle presence by their side. Agen wraps his arms around the small body and rises to his feet, finds some Jedi Knights gawking at him in shock. He raises an eyebrow and they scramble away just as quickly.

“Your tattoos look like stars,” the youngling whispers in awe after a moment of silence.

“Do they now?” This is new. Agen hasn’t met anyone who has said that to him before. His heart warms.

“Yeah,” the youngling breathes, nestled close to his chest. The youngling is so light, and that—that worries him. What if he accidentally crushes the small body? Yet—there’s so much trust the youngling is putting into him, and Agen can’t destroy it. Doesn’t want to destroy it.

Instead, he breathes through his worries and turns back to the youngling. “I have not gotten your name yet, little one.”

The youngling giggles, sounding delighted. “I’m Tan! What’s your name, Master Jedi?”

“I’m Agen,” Agen says softly, and continues on his way, the youngling safe in his arms.

(Later, Agen’s sitting on the grass, with Tan fiddling with his hair and giggling when the youngling finds a mistake. It’s peaceful, the way Tan is gently weaving flowers into his hair, and—the Force sings with joy against his skin, as if the Force approves of this.

“Almost done!” Tan cheerfully tells him, and he feels small fingers playing with his hair, something tucking into another spot. “Okay! Hold still!”

He does exactly as Tan tells him, slowly blinks when Tan tucks a blueblossom flower over his ear. The youngling then beams at him, clearly satisfied with their work. “I’m done! You look really pretty, Master Kolar!”

Agen lets his lips curve into a smile, Tan’s joy and excitement vibrant in the Force. “I believe you, Tan.”

I believe you.)

[askstryfe]

so why you gotta wear so many knives, my dude

[feybarn]

The Engagement and Wedding of Hondo Ohnaka and Obi-Wan Kenobi 👀👀👀👀👀👀

This is actually the sequel to We Chase the Stars and Steal the Moon, and well... involves Hondo convincing Obi-Wan to create an Epic Legacy with him and get married.

Snippet:

“Why do you always tell him no?”

Obi-Wan blinked, glancing up from his food. “Why do I always tell who no?”

Cody gave him a look as though the answer should be obvious, Obi-Wan hoped this wasn’t about Obi-Wan’s continued refusal to allow Luke to join his pirate crew. If Luke wanted to be a pirate he could convince his parents that it was a respectable life choice. But until he got their approval, there was no chance of Obi-Wan getting mixed up in the argument between Luke and Padme, Bail, and Breha.

“Hondo.” Obi-Wan blinked at Cody, trying to figure out which no that Cody was talking about. He was constantly telling Hondo no, otherwise he would constantly being pulled into ridiculous escapades. “His marriage proposals?”

Oh, Obi-Wan snorted, relaxing. “Hondo’s sense of humor needs some work.”

Cody gave him the look, as though Obi-Wan was being purposefully obtuse. “Right, because Hondo just so happens to steal Star Destroyers for a joke.”

“It’s Hondo.” Of course he’d steal a Star Destroyer for a joke.

[firequeen40]

Thanks for the tag!

Favorite color: Purple

Currently reading: just picked up the first sandman book from the library! Also in the middle of Song of Achilles and American Gods

Last song: All you wanna do from Six the musical

Last series: its been months but probably Fleabag

Last movie: The Ring

Currently working on: the ADHD has taken over so I’m halfway through projects of embroidery, sewing, crochet and learning ASL and archery.

@nerdytransguy @reyiosa @perfectlyunbiasedobservation @waterlily101

Seven people to get to know better

Tysm @maggierosestudio for tagging me <3

Favorite color: yellow 💛 but pink and green are close behind

Currently reading: The Girls by Emma Cline along with countless fics lol

Last song: Anything but me - MUNA

Last series: I just started New Girl and I’m loving it

Last movie : Barbie!

Currently working on: my fic I never thought you’d happen to me, but I’m in the worst writing slump even though I just have to edit the next chapter and finish the last one

I tag @forthehonorofgrey @libraryofglitter @viofhearts @apricxtt @queers-of-marybelltownship @meryls-girl @tranquilityexperienced

[cabezadeperro]

Boba & Fennec + 6

3055 by ólafur arnalds

(for this meme)

Shand keeps him company while he repaints his father’s armour. She sits on the other side of the Slave I hold, her legs folded and her feet bare, and she begins braiding her hair. She likes wearing it down when she’s not working, and after so many days alone together Boba has gotten used to the sight of her long, bent fingers twisting the long black locks.

The Mandalorian is sleeping, and for a while it’s just the two of them, working in silence. Boba finishes painting the first layer and then sets his father’s buy’ce on the rag, next to the other pieces, and reaches for another part--there aren’t any: he has run out of pieces to paint.

Boba blinks. He stands up, stretches his back, bites back a wince when something cracks, loud enough he swears Shand should be able to hear it. The woman eyes him, her dark eyes unreadable, and keeps working. Boba sighs. The hold stinks of paint and gun oil, but underneath he can also smell the product Shand uses to keep her hair healthy, woodsy and sweet.

He sits back down. His father’s visor stares at him--Boba looks away and focuses on Fennec’s hands.

[anaisonfire]

bad behaviour but i do it in the best way 👀

o hey what’s up it’s my current source of suffering

BASICALLY it’s a Jon/Quinlan thing, where they’re both undercover on different missions, which through The Will Of The Force end up colliding, BUT neither of them knows the other is a Jedi. They’re too good at shielding, you see. They are also too good at their jobs to not notice someone else not being what they say they are, you see. So you have what is essentially two very competent people playing their role to a T, while taking every free moment to look suspiciously in the direction of the other because he’s up to something, I’m SURE of it.

Jon is going as ~mysterious~ bounty hunter.

And Quinlan is playing boytoy! (The concept came from the couple of anons @blackkatmagic had the other day[? time isn’t real]; I couldn’t NOT use it when I saw it, it’s too good :D)

I’m sure absolutely nothing’s going to go wrong :)

[blackkatmagic]

the past few lightning feet updates have been so immensely, incredibly soft and then maul comes in like the asshole cat who kicks your teacup off the table and knocks over the TV 😂

xD That is the best description of Maul, yes.