#until the end of February

[defiedfate]

i just misplaced $200 of fan merch that was supposedly attempted to be delivered back on the 22nd of January. it's through a Spanish courier. idk what to do. i have to call the post office in the morning and see if they have it, otherwise I'll have to email the artist, I guess D:

[starkrebellion]

asked the Cobra Kai writers if they'll give Robby and Tory a break in part 3... they laughed and told me to kms

[ravenluckarts]

I spent the last few weeks binging all of the Bone Season books and had to express it somehow so have a bunch of doodles of Paige (and Arcturus) from each book put together. I really love them as characters and the growth Paige especially goes through

[reallyrandomtj]

Mun PSA

*-checks when I last posted-* November 11?! Holy-- time does fly... though that was the day that I went into hospital to have my IUD changed. For those of you that don't know! I was diagnosed with Grade 1 Endometrial Cancer on the 23rd of August 2023 and the way I was fighting it was with an IUD.

On the 17th of September 2024 I was given the diagnosis that my cancer was benign... unfortunately on the 28th of November 2024, I received a call and news that my cancer was back! However, thankfully it was still grade 1 but I was cancer free for less than 3 months and the news hit me hard.

Things IRL deteriorated quickly so I had very little energy to be here on Tumblr and I apologize if I caused mutuals concern with my absence. Cutting a long story short, my next step is to have tests in preparations for a hysterectomy in the new year but I quickly realized the house I was living in was not suitable for a potential 4 to 8 week recovery time so I had been busy trying to move out and FINALLY moved into a safer environment/household as of the 10th of December.

Currently the household doesn't have internet/wifi so I'm stuck with mobile right now but once that has been set up then I will be in a much better mindset to try return to rping here on Tumblr. I have missed rping but more importantly I have missed my mutuals here ~ I hope everyone is well? If not, I give you hugs in the hopes things improve!

Don't know how to really end this post so I'm just going to-- *-rolls away-*

[tennessoui]

wip wednesday (early cause im offline tmrw)

When the dust settles, Obi-Wan is surprised to find himself still standing.

It takes all of him, he thinks, the end of the war. It takes everything he has.

He used to wonder, in a distant, nebulous way, what it would feel like in the aftermath. How his life would return to the routines he held before Geonosis, if the cadence of Temple life would feel strange and unfamiliar to him after so long spent in the trenches. If he would miss the sound of his men behind and around him, the steady stream of words and laughter and presence of others, at all times, surrounding him.

It’s only when the dust settles, when the first grains of sand whip through the arid desert air to sting his eyes, that he realizes that every time he ever allowed himself to think about the end of the war, he’d always assumed that they would win. He had never truly thought they would be defeated. That the Jedi Order, the Temple itself, so strongly entrenched in the galaxy and in Coruscant and in Obi-Wan’s world view, were capable of falling.

He had cautioned others against the same assumptions the moment he heard them. He had warned his own padawan to not look too far into the future, to not plan too much for the war’s end. He had told many people—clones, civilians, holonet reporters, other Jedi—that it was dangerous to think of the war as something they would inevitably win. Nothing was inevitable, especially not victory.

But he realizes now, only now, only as he traverses the desert on the back of a stolen eopie, wearing robes still smelling so strongly of volcanic sulfur that his eyes are stinging with reactionary tears, that he’d thought. He’d always thought. 

He’d never really considered…this.

This aftermath, where he is still standing on shaking legs and everything that he has ever cared for in the world has become ash, has become the dust settling around him.

Everything he has ever known and loved and fought for has slipped through his fingers. When the dust settles, when he looks down at his hands, he expects to find them empty.

Instead, there is a baby in his arms.

And he knows—he knows intimately how much damage these hands are capable of. What hurt these hands can inflict even on those he loves. Loved. 

He knows, as the homestead rises up in the fading light of the two suns, that these hands should not cradle this baby. Not the son of the man he has murdered. Not his brother’s son. Not his padawan’s. Not Anakin’s.

He knows the babe is safest here on this farm in the care of this couple. He knows he must leave the child with them, to raise and love a thousand times better than he is capable of. He has tried before. He has failed one Skywalker already.

He knows. 

And he can’t. He cannot let him go.

While the Galactic empire rises on one side of the galaxy, the dust settles on the other and Obi-Wan Kenobi looks down at the babe in his hands and realizes that he cannot let him go.

Not another Skywalker.

[raddestrose]

OOH MY GODDDFD

IVE GOT LIKE THREE DAYS TO FINISH ALL OF VOLTRON AND THE NEW BSD IS OUT

[waywardstation]

WIP FRIDAY

I apologize for getting this out two days late, I’ve been busy with lots of packing and events! But I have a little reprieve, so I wanted to post another WIP; this one is from Heart Full, Bowl Empty.

BE AWARE THAT THIS SEGMENT INVOLVES A CONVERSATION REVOLVING AROUND UNWILLING BUT INTENTIONAL STARVATION. I know there are people who say they can’t read this fic because of themes like this, so be aware of this before reading this WIP!!

I included this snippet in today’s WIP because I have like three versions of the entire segment this snippet is from. I feel like it’s a really important segment with a really important conversation, and I’ve had a hard time balancing all the emotions the way I want to between Ingo and Akari, with frustration, sadness, anger, and empathy, to realistically get them to the resolution I want at the end of it.

The final version will probably only include a few parts from this particular segment.

Enjoy!!

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“I knew it! You’re doing it again!” Akari’s eyebrows scrunched, trying to understand through the frustration. “You said you wouldn’t!”

“Circumstances will improve soon.” Clearly done with the conversation, that was all Ingo said, but it was confession enough that he had fallen back on his word. Shame contaminated his voice, but if there was any regret, he hid it well.

“No, it won’t!” They were not even half-way through winter yet. “And you know it won’t!”

Ingo said nothing as the kits carefully moved around his slumped form, finding comfortable places to settle around him. She didn’t know if he intended to snuff the conversation out with angered silence, or if he was just too exhausted to care about arguing with her anymore. If it wasn’t for his small occasional signs of movement or acknowledgement, she’d think he was actually sleeping.

Akari carefully stepped into the nesting layers, moving to sit down next to Ingo. She settled with her back against the cavern wall, pulling her knees close as a few kits shuffled around to accommodate her. “You know I’m right.”

Huffing out an irritated sigh and nothing more, it didn’t seem like Ingo had any intentions to engage with her argument anymore.

“You couldn’t even pull yourself up over the ridge,” She prodded at him again, trying to motivate more conversation out of him. “I had to help you!”

“There are many, many factors that go into that.” A reluctant answer, perhaps a reflexive attempt to quell her worry; Ingo feebly rubbed his wrapped hand, almost as a display for his excuse.

“I’ve seen you do more when you’ve been hurt worse.” Akari retorted, a little softer now but still cold.

Ingo’s eyes remained closed, though his hardened expression implied that it came across as more accusatory than she’d intended. But perhaps it was precisely the time to be accusatory.

“Ingo, you’re so tired all the time now – you stopped coming to the training grounds because you just can’t make the trips all the time anymore! And you’re sleeping so much more than you used to, and it’s like you’re always hungry all the time, even though all I see you doing anymore is gathering food!” Akari’s voice grew more jagged as she continued to jab at him, entirely uninterrupted.

It was getting difficult. With Ingo’s tunic still sopping by the bucket, still somewhat red from the exhausted effort of washing out the blood, it could not hide the ribs that pressed out just a little bit more, or help fill out what the waistline had lost under the loosening belt. The abject dread of directly acknowledging that was too much.

“And- and look! You aren’t even willing to hold a conversation with me anymore, and I don’t know if it’s because you just won’t, or because you can’t!” The kits shifted uncomfortably as Akari retreated back into her own frustration instead. “People think you’re sick, Ingo! They’re asking me about you! What are you doing?”

The exhausted man remained where he laid in the nesting material, only moving his hands to rub at his face and sigh — a deep, forced sigh that swelled his side before releasing. Akari almost didn’t think he’d answer her, but with some effort, he propped himself up first onto his elbows, then slumped forward. The teen watched him run shaky fingers through his hair as he sat next to her.

“…I don’t know what I should do.” The guilt. The weary guilt cracked his voice and tore Akari’s anger down to heartache.

[projects-and-such]

the guy i'm talking to rn has me down so bad that i'm considering taking on the sweater curse.

[stellewriites]

having my brother move back in has solidified my stance that i don’t think i could ever willingly choose to live with a man

[jackredfieldwasmyjacob]

quick introduction for tomorrow !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[storyknitter]

IT'S DONE!!!

It's the WIDTH OF THE MCFREAKIN' LOVESEAT

(Rocky Row by Laura Aylor)

[adore-gregor]

ayyy

[yoohyeon]

I should be asleep I’ll hate myself tomorrow, but while I’m preparing myself to go to sleep I remembered the dream I had last night and remembered that I thought in my dream that it would make a good story but now I don’t remember anything and I’m mad fbskndjd I haven’t write in so long, especially with characters that aren’t my long time ocs or fanfic it would have been good to think about something new but yeah 🥲

[midgesrphub]

((yeehaw, things have been wild and I'm exhausted lol, so I'll just be lurking around tonight and I might be on tomorrow evening! Otherwise, hopefully after this week I'll be able to pop in again for a bit? But I'm almost out of the woods with work, so I'm hoping things will start calming down further into January, heh

[lunariarts]

so incredibly tempted to just start taking my progesterone

[honigsenfsymbiont]

Every time i have a smidgen of sympathy or understanding with whatever the fuck my employers are doing another random person will be like yeah no thats not normal and i hope you get out of there. Or they fuck over someone else and im like WTF. Yesterday it was the ppl from a sister company who actually have more insight and also a bunch of my colleagues got truly stupid reprimands