#yeah ok I think I ship it in earnest now

[fumifooms]

Marchil crumbs part 2

Part 1 here - part 3 - part 4 - part 5 - part 6 - part 7

Unlike my other crumbs masterposts I'm gonna be doing the marchil one through different posts rather than reblogs because copy pasting my drafts would be hell. Are you surprised there are enough crumbs that this part got past 30 pics? Yeah me too ngl. Part 3 is already full too, ooh boy

Beginning vs end (chapter 23 vs chapter 96)~ Oh how far they have come

She sees him as dependable! For good reasons, despite him generally staying out of fights, but it's still nice to see her appreciating him.

More of him rushing to help her, and a bonus of the reverse:

Let's keep looking at early Chilchuck & Marcille for a bit. I'll likely repeat myself between parts of this masterpost but they really do stick together and are on the same wavelenght quite a fair bit.

I state my case once more: comrades in disgust. It's more than that too, though! Despite their differences, despite their relationship being strictly professional, despite him dreading her addition to the party at first, he truly does care about her and values her perspective on this.

Chilchuck above is straight up implying that Marcille is the moral compass of the party, and seemingly appreciates that about her.

In part 1, I mentioned how they do argue, but always talk it out and it never turns into resentment between them, but I didn't show examples. Now is the time! Let's see how they hash things out.

She's not offput by his brash demeanor and is very open to explaining. They don't typically tend to budge on the issues they debate, but they do have an earnest conversation with each other and the other doesn't fall in their esteem for it.

The biggest disagreements they've had is definitely Marcille using dark magic and the bicorn chapter, which was a both-way moment of tension between them. It was when she hassled him about a sensitive topic (his wife) and when he lied to her that he had cheated on his wife, because of that during the chapter Marcille is very cold towards him (but even then rushes to his aid and is worried for him when hurt etc etc), until he later opens up andthey have agoodlong good-natured chat about it, by the end they're both back to normal and laughing together. It's definitely the most Marcille & Chilchuck centric chapter out there, at this point give it a reread though we're running a tight ship here and it's 30 pics max.

Ok. Tangent over, back to how even though there are disagreements they don't fall in each other's esteem. Maybe it's more that they trust each other to have common sense really, which is running rare in these parts, but... When they were apprehended by Shuro’s party, Chilchuck isn’t worried about leaving Marcille by herself, unlike with Senshi and Laios. And this wasn’t a decision without weight either, because this is JUST after she has used dark magic, but her letting that information slip and landing them into trouble doesn’t even occur to him. For a good reason since Laios ends up being the one to do just that... It's as much as a confirmation as we can get that he thinks she has the most common sense and social skills out of the party

And speaking of putting stock in others: They strategize together and appreciate each other’s input very often! Part 1 already had some but here some more:

I do like how he gets to manhandle her after he gets manhandled himself so often lol. There’s also smth to be said about him having seen her as an halfling, since his type is blonde halfling women… Bonus of Marcille being the very contrary of enamored with Chilchuck's changeling form:

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She is the best wingman. Has nothing but best of intentions. She wants to know her friends aka him better!! "I’ll invite you guys to meet my family" from Chilchuck means the world and more, they’re def not just coworkers anymore and man. MAN!!! Chil breaching that bridge for her. Him doing this because he knows she really wants that, AND blushing madly... If you wanna go the extra delulu mile it's kinda like he's opening his family up to her and fully letting her in, and may I add inviting her into his family perhaps even like something resembling a proposal after which she showers him in flowers and lover's gifts and-

Tfw you need to make sure your friend doesn’t get an inflated price/you make sure your girl gets only the best. This comic means they went shopping together btw, despite how he dislikes waiting after people ♡

Nothing to say about these they're just funny:

He do be keeping an eye and an ear out for her

Part 3 is here!

With juicy tidbits such as more of Chilchuck drooling over blond hair and them interacting across a table in the golden kingdom. Very fun very fun

[tableintheteacherslounge]

Abbott Elementary S03E08 thoughts

Melissa schemmenti angry slut

THIS COLD OPEN I WAS CRYINGGGG

Barb’s protective goggles

���We gonna be down about $700

The squeeze my cheeks kid

Every one getting hit in the damn face

Ava pushing gregory

Greg vs tariq 🥵

Barb shooting in the wrong basket then saying “i’m carrying this team”

Gregory flipping the table

Just PERFECTION

“Why dont u look better” ava really says what i wanna say to people

What IS up with melissa to be snappy, always on her phone, hookups, staying out late

Heyyy manny 🤭 he’s foine I’m SORRY

But if Janine’s meant to be in once a week whys she not seen her abbott friends - not her and jacob not seeing each other 😓

“Girl was there a fire?” See this delivery is why slr has an emmy

Ok I KNEW melissa would hookup with burt hummel. I cant deny the chemistry and at least he’s a better actor than g*ry, but lets keep it casual yeah?

RICHARD TYLER WILLIAMS 💀

The delivery on “interesting 😀”

Tariq hosting the panel?!? I love that for us

Badass janine get it girl! She is ON IT

Not ava and crystal speaking over each other 😭

“I don’t think this is on 🎤 “ “IT IS” ijbol 💀😭

Barb is stroppy and sad ☹️ but why wouldn’t melissa trust her! I get it! But also it’s casual so maybe I get not saying anything too! But barb is so sad (jealous) that melissa didn’t tell her (jealous)

CASUAL GHOST

No bc whys that ur face after ur friend tells u its just sex BARB? I get being upset at not being told but why are u upset its just sex … unless… jealousy

Why arent they clapping abbott 🙁

Why is tariq scoring 😭😭

“Give it some razzle For the love of god gregory give it some dazzle”

Janine just caring about the gossip she’s me

Friend of over 15 years!!! I appreciate the work wives lore but that is literally inaccurate I’m sorry

“Since your lips already touched” GASP (also br*no could never deliver a line like that I’m just saying)

The workwives having a marital spat while ppl are just trying to get their certifications

Is it different? Mmm lowkey bc melissa should know what’s going on in her house but also she can acknowledge that actually barb was validly upset but we know Melissa is stubborn sooo

On her roof? Ew! I dont need to know honestly

Janine not reading Jacob’s text 😖

MANNY CALLING JANINE BIG TEAGUES TEEHEEE 🤭 KICKING FEET TWIRLING HAIR

Gregory sit down 😭 honestly that speech alone could give tyler an emmy nom

MR BOHNSON FROM BABBOTT BELEMENTARY HELP

“You talked to me about gary” aww 🥺☹️

“Because that was a real relationship that YOU approved of” ok poignant emphasis on you - Barbara’s opinion is so important to her 🥺 that’s her number 1

“Awwwmygod congrats” “thank you baby”

Melissa’s true apology 🥺

MELISSA DRAGGING BARB CLOSER TO HER EVEN THO BARB WAS STILL MAD i feel like that was lisa and sheryl

“Look how coy this boy is” jacob always gets great ppl as love interests bc first zach and now i love this guy too “i even showed captain robinson” aw 🙁

Janine aced it! Quintas physical comedy is soo good

Wait is mr j wearing a jacket over his uniform 😭

Cancelling on the fireman for barb 🥺

I fear burt hummel doesn’t want it as casual as mel

“Ok did he just make me fall in love with him” 😭

BI AVA BI AVA!! Wbk but BI AVA (but yk im a hardcore barlissa truther so shipping them w ava makes me gag)

MR JOHNSON PANEL beep beep beep that to my face!!!

Wish they ended on barlissa at the bar tho :(

Ok overall I honestly didnt love that ep at first

And the big reason is i didnt think the panel needed so much and i wanted barlissa to have more

Their conflict didn’t feel as real and earnest as other examples

It got wrapped up surprisingly quickly - they fell out more over safety scissors and ‘yous’

And I’d’ve liked them to share a vulnerable moment away fro everyone else.

It just felt eh

Also being away from school felt weird too

Based on teaser clips i thought it could be a lisa emmy consideration ep but no - could be for tyler though

Barbara’s jealousy is v v interesting tho 👀

After a few days I like it more

I still feel a bit confused tho

OH MY GOD I FORGOT TO MENTION KEEGAN MICHAEL KEY HELLO??!?? What a guest actor to get oh my god

[whirligig-girl]

"Hey uh, Guz, right?" Ensign Boimler said, stepping over the bench.

Ensign Guz looked away, distantly, for a few moments, then looked vaguely in Boimler's direction. "Eaurp Guz. You're Boimler."

"Yeah, yeah, I think we met once before, right?" Boimler said.

Guz cringed. They had met before. Only Guz had been a slippery puddle and Boimler hadn't been looking where he was going. "No, I don't think so," Guz said.

"Oh ok. Why are you sitting here all alone? It's a party! Regular social gatherings can increase crew readiness and cohesion AND you get to schmooze with the higher ups!" Boimler said, in an earnest and enthusiastic voice.

"She's not coming," Guz said sadly. "I replicated this cool dress with the starfleet delta window and she's not even coming."

"What? The captain's definitely coming she always comes to these things it makes her look good with the crew," Boimler said, obliviously.

"I'm not talking about oozing with the higher-ups or whatever," Guz said. "I mean..." Guz sighed, "Tendi is... nevermind. It's stupid. I'm stupid."

"Uh, I was at the helm the other day (not to brag too much!) and let me say your maneuvering thruster calibrations speak for themselves. Ever since you were moved to Beta Shift it's like the ship rides smoother than ever! The only problem is now you're not there to keep the ship as steady when we're all asleep."

Guz's eyes brightened up. Her mouth curled up a little at the edges. "It's nothing, really," she said. "You just have to account for the fact that Cerritos maneuvering thrusters are bigger than most other ships because of all the intrasystem maneuvering a cali class has to do. So there's turbopumps and ullage to deal with. Once you factor that in it's a simple manner of rebalancing the PID values and..."

As Guz spoke, she lit up and smiled, delving into the technical specifications of the different types of maneuvering thrusters in the RCS blocks. Boimler listened intently and nodded along, before being dragged away by Mariner. Guz's mood sank again, but... well, at least she got to talk to someone at the party. Maybe this is how you're supposed to make friends? Just go up and talk to people?

[illmetkismet]

for the ask game: Piers!! ✨

Incredible, it's Piers time!! Thank you very much!!

How I feel about this character: a thing I love about a character (and people in general) is earnestness, and Piers is earnest boy #1 to me. He's so fucking sincere and direct and he believes so deeply in everything he says and does. That's irresistible to me. There isn't an ironic bone in that man's body! He cares, so much, about the people around him, and I love how that drives him to keep going even in situations that seem hopeless. He's the perfect partner for Chris' campaign in re6, a counterweight to all of Chris' heavy despair, and an all around Good Boy. I love him so so so much. Plus they really did something special with his character model - he's not too perfect, not too blandly handsome. He's got that wide nose and those plush lips..... Um ok I'll gonna stop now. I love him.

All the people I ship romantically with this character: Just Chris, really, but what a tasty ship... There are so many delicious iterations of Nivanfield! Like, when did they get together? Was it one-sided pining on Piers' part or did they fool around while he was under Chris' command? Plus all the potential 'Piers lives' scenarios...

My non-romantic OTP for this character: I'm gonna repeat my Leon pick and say Claire! I love the email in Revelations 2 that Piers wrote to her, apologizing for how the other members of his unit behaved around her when she visited Chris cause she was hotter than they expected lol And him asking her for pictures of young Chris! That's so fucking cute. I think she'd find his earnestness endearing too, and she'd love him as a brother in law... And I think he'd really admire Claire's commitment to the work she does with Terra Save. They'd be besties and they'd hang out and it would kinda drive Chris a little nuts cause they'd trade embarrassing stories about him lol

My unpopular opinion about this character: I don't know if this is unpopular, but I think the writers dropped the ball with his introduction, the way he comes at Chris for disappearing and how much he badgers him to get back to active duty when Chris is clearly suffering from a brain injury and also, just, so much trauma... If I was the one to write it, I'd make Piers finding Chris more of a rescue op, like he's there to take him back to get medical treatment, but then the whole c-virus situation happens and it's the BSAA brass who convince Chris to get back into the thick of things, not Piers personally. But that's just cause I like Piers, and I don't like to think that he would be so callous. I guess if I think about it for a million years I could probably find a way to rationalize it, to make it fit with his own self-sacrifice at the end.... But I wouldn't like it!!

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon: that he liiiiiiiiived!! 😭 I know, I know, his death was thematically cohesive and an important driving force for Chris' continued story, but-- I hate it. I genuinely hate that the moral of Chris' re6 campaign is that it doesn't matter that the fight against BOWs destroys the lives of those who are in it, that it's some kind of sacred duty they can't put down. Like yeah, yeah, it's sad that all these people died in horrific ways, and sucks about the indelible trauma it caused those who survived, but get back in there, Redfield! Eugh.... I especially hate Piers saying, as he sacrifices himself, that he did it for the BSAA (which, in itself, seems like a lie - he did it for Chris). I think that choice highlights my main beef with Resi in general: that Capcom has such a hard-on for duty and self sacrifice and raising the stakes with the various viruses and molds that their stories tend to become character meat grinders. And I get it, I can't walk into the zombie survival horror genre expecting soft epilogues or whatever, but that's just how I'm built and that's what fanfiction is for lol (everyone go read the beautiful 'Piers Lives' fic @bygoneboy wrote, 'Point of Contact')

Haha wow I sure had a lot to say about Piers, huh??

[wanderingblindly]

i am asking YOU to rant about YOUR WIP pls 😇😇😇😇

YOU CANNOT GIVE ME THIS POWER IT'S SIMPLY TOO MU-

anyways, let's talk Landoscar and Chapter 2 of Is It Gay to Watch Your Teammate on TikTok? 😇😇

Details below the cut due to length

What's Been Taking So Long?

first and foremost, this was originally meant to be a oneshot -- but then I couldn't quite figure out the ending. I knew there needed to be a moment of acceptance on Lando's part, but then I was like.... "so what's next?". I had a vague idea that the culmination could happen in Suzuka, so I just ran with it and posted the first part as Chapter 1.

If I had been smart, I would have outlined the Suzuka chapter before committing but alas... I'm a moron 🥰

So I spent a while just trying to find the plot. The boys kept running me in a million directions, but I finally got there!!! With infinite help from YOU, my dear Lima lol

What Inspired This WIP?

Deadass I thought of a random line of dialogue while brewing my tea in the office. Standing there, staring blankly at my mug, it popped into my head:

“I mean, who wants to shag a coworker, right?” "HAHA YEAH SERIOUSLY WHO WOULD WANT THAT HAHA NOT ME OR ANYTHING OK BYE"

Which obviously had undeniable Landoscar energy. And then the rest was born.

Favorite Bit in Ch. 2 So Far?

Without spoiling too much, the boys have some ✨forced proximity✨ in Tokyo, which results in this beauty:

“The algorithm must know I’m in Japan,” He shrugs, playing it as cool as possible. “Sebzuka, and all that.” “Vettel has a ship name with a… country?” Oscar’s brow is fully furrowed now. “Oh my god, they don’t want him to fuck Japan, mate!” Lando laughs, the tension he felt just seconds ago broken by the earnestness in Oscar’s expression. “But they want him to… fuck… Lewis?” He clarifies, the word ‘fuck’ nearly comical in his nonplused delivery.

Oscar trying desperately to understand Lando and his brain rot is so dear to me

This is also a beloved favorite moment, courtesy of Sebastian and his field trip:

“I’m gonna make the best bee sex hotel.” Lando says with an easy smile as he basks in Sebastian’s warm gaze. Their hug feels distinctly — comparatively — brief.

Other Thoughts:

I've really enjoyed trying to balance Lando's humor with investigating deeper concerns. Things like the seniority imbalance if Lando tries to initiate anything with Oscar, the fact that addressing the elephant in the room may end up being more dangerous to than both than its worth. It's been a difficult tone to strike -- which is another reason this has taken a while -- but I think it really suits both of them as characters.

I'm actually going to spend my evening working on this some more!! Hopefully it's out ASAP (brain cooperation allowing, as always ^^;)

[goldenfox3]

Ok yeah I'm going to cry about this here too. Today I joined yet another FZ Discord server and saw for the first time an absolutely adorable art someone drew based off my earliest Bart/Ryu fics. They drew it YEARS ago and now the account is deleted so I can't even thank them and gush about it (even if it'd be awkward to do so years after the fact lmao) 😭😭😭 it was SO fucking cute god. It was a drawing of the moment when Bart teases Ryu about getting shy in Ignite...Bart teasing Ryu is so funny he gets so easily worked up and then suddenly blindsides Andy with his earnestness. I don't think about the ship as much anymore bc I'm in the Falcon/Stewart trenches now but they were still my very first ship here and the subjects of my very first fic in this fandom. My special boys.

[kohakhearts]

Random headcanon questions that may be silly or vague, but they're fun and you're welcome to answer or not:

Who are Goh, Gary, and Ash's favorite Sanrio characters

Has Ash been banned from any public places prior to the series, and if yes where

What is Ash's favorite Tales of series video game

Do you think Ash would be a Yuu fan or is Yuu too morally gray for Ash's tastes. Do you think Ash ships him and Mika

Does Goh like jelly filled donuts-

crossover event of the CENTURY i love all these questions

i think ash has main character syndrome tbh. he's a hello kitty guy (potentially just because he doesn't even know there are other sanrio characters, tbh. if he knew more, he might choose purin). gary likes cinnamoroll best but he will never admit this (if asked, he'd probably say his favourite is chococat, after vehemently denying that he likes any of them lmao). goh likes kuromi. it's the closest to truly edgy that he gets

ok i think no simply because he hasn't been to that many places outside of pallet town, but i'm thinking of how in like. elementary school we ocassionally took trips into the city to go to, like, the wave pool. and if ash's class ever did that, then they likely never were allowed to go back because of something he did like Extreme Watersliding or something. not sure what that entails but the lifeguards must've hated him

tales of hearts for sure. like yeah i'm biased but he's such an earnest, heartfelt guy. that story would Get Him. i also think he'd enjoy the battle system. he might also like symphonia and/or berseria strictly for the combo attacks tbh (but both those games' plots would make him mad. overly self-sacrificing deuteragonist hits a little too close to home for him sjdfghjfdk)

THIS IS GENUINELY THE MOST DIFFICULT QUESTION ON THIS LIST BUT ultimately i'm gonna have to say i think he'd like yuu because he'd see that, like, unceasing determination to Get Stronger as fairly admirable. he would excuse some of the not so great things yuu does in the name of getting stronger because i think he'd sympathize with yuu's position at least a bit and believe in his capacity to Grow and become a Better Person. now whether or not he ships mikayuu is a whole other Thing................he's probably one of the people that looks at them like "wow what a great friendship :)" but i can excuse him for this on account of the fact that he himself has 734567483 "great friendships" so he definitely thinks the forehead touch and bold declarations of love are just typical bro things (suddenly struck by the very surface level similarities between mikayuu and satogou actually whats up with that dhjfghfjdksfhjdksl)

[4kids dub vs tpci dub BATTLE moment] imagine your bestie introduces you to one of his first and oldest friends from his early days as a trainer, insisting you will love his jelly-filled doughnuts since you are, after all, a huge fan of them by your own admission. now imagine your surprise when this man actually hands you a rice ball

these were so fun to think about lmao, bless you <3

[the-firebird69]

We're talking about Trump and his origin and the guy is an **** a lot of people don't care about his origin we don't either you're a human you find a head it's on your body and that head does an **** what we need to know. Need you rimmed rammed right into us because you're saying there's something else and who cares by the way you're a human now we have other work to do and we're gonna take care of you for what you're saying this morning and now and you're in imbecile and you're gonna get cut up in the war between you and Tommy F has be done in earnest and BJA is now fighting you so they called up and said boy coming down to see you and I said it's a little bit soon and there's a war here there's gonna be one there but she's down here often so they had to talk and set it to the city can go over that one camp cannot make the track people and stuff so they're gonna actually try it and they're helpful. That's also going on this is very much needed this group is extremely impressive you're not getting much you're having a war now it's a good time for that to happen there's other things like that coming up it's going to be impressive and our son and our daughter more was very impressed with that work and her son had something to do with it but not as much as he thinks cause he was wondering if it would be bad and the idiot is second guessing it a little too We're gonna get to other news in a moment

Thor Freya

We're OK and we make it down there usually I'm in a different format cause women start beating me up and yeah she speaks like I do a little bit I'm trying to find her but she found us and somehow she can hear us I started talking to her and it helped her about regular stuff too but she appreciated it you didn't have your grandma's son tapes no no she was and she was not nice to us and she wasn't really mean and he says that sounds familiar and we'll get it they have to keep it there so some of their ladies are not making it and they're accusing them of crimes and now they're defending themselves they're saying this and all that stuff happened. And you're blaming me for this little stupid thing that's going on right now in a lot of it is really needed we can look so much like them it's heartbreaking and really they're pretty too handful though we're gonna come down and straighten it out well you didn't know but they're having a war here and my grandson says I'm sure there's plenty of room here they have houses and there's a bunch of them every day that's true too and they're mean to you and we're gonna try and help a little at a time. And we believe in the max put in the code out there to read it it didn't work that great no it did we didn't miss what they're doing and we got ready we have our ships a lot of other stuff that we wouldn't so it would be nice. And they want to which is better he says I can see that and he's laughing that's important. This lifestyle is really bad then it's hurting us we'd like to help change it and he says these guys when he's doing different stuff pick up that particular ball then run around with it and say they're him and we know how to do it and they're still riding their ebike around and up there you look kinda big and your belly hangs down it's not really huge but it's kinda big your arms look big so I try and look that way it's helping a little bit and I understand what to do about that. And no not make you emaciated very funny she says it's woman stuff he says might be we'll go the other way in this case then you're right we're helping the beef stew they said that's great that saved me a lot of trouble.

[apdreadful]

I have never shipped Buddie.

There’s something about that friendship I want to remain sacred…But I do have another ship that went canon and they had been friends for like 500 years, so maybe I’ll come around..

As far as Evan and Tommy..I think Lou discussing the background he had in his head for Tommy is what really swayed me. That he’s had a tough upbringing and had created this mantle of hyper masculinity as a sort of shield. That nothing gets to him. He flew a helicopter into a hurricane and landed it on a capsized ship ffs. He is the picture of chill.

And Buck would be such a foil for that. Buck wears his big squishy heart on his sleeve and is not afraid of being vulnerable. And he’s just so genuine and fearless with his love.

And the idea of Buck getting under Tommy’s skin by just being 100% leaning into the experience-jumps in with both feet-let’s go Buck. And Tommy just not knowing how the hell to deal with all of that earnest enthusiasm. But he relaxes that control enough for Buck to just slip on in under his defenses.

Even if it’s not a forever ship. I think Buck needs someone to want him like that, want him enough to just buckle up and keep him tethered with kindness and patience and a sort of chagrined humor and calm him tf down when he gets to deep in his own head. And show him while he can be A LOT he’s not TOO MUCH.

And I think Buck in turn brings out a thoughtfulness and gentleness in Tommy, that he probably doesn’t show to a lot of people. But we saw it in the way he showed up to clear the air with Buck, the way he quieted Bucks rambling with that kiss and then confirmed with Buck that kissing him was ok. And the way that when he saw Buck panic on their date he stepped back so not to pressure him. Yeah clearly he is interested in pursuing something with Buck, but he wants to make sure that Buck is ok with wanting that too.

So, yeah I’m glad Bisexual Buck is living his most authentic life. But I want the first guy he’s with to be a safe place for him to figure out what the life may look like. Which Tommy is giving all indications of being that someone.

I don’t think Eddie is capable of that right now. He’s still working through his own shit.

It's actually concerning how quickly people are dropping Eddie and jumping to Tommy. Like, I get the excitement over Bi!Buck (Because it's amazing), but people are now wishing death on Eddie and jumping ship from Buddie completely?

Like, Tommy didn't have much of a redemption? He came out of nowhere and then kissed Buck and people are acting like Buckt*mmy is amazing and romantic and they have such chemistry? Like, he is very similar to the other love interests Buck has had. The only real main difference is that he's a man.

I'm pretty sure the only reason people are jumping to him so quick is because he's a guy. If Tommy was a woman, he would not get this kind of love at all.

It makes me wonder how much people actually shipped Buddie and whether it was just that they wanted Buck to get with a dude. Buck is obviously the fandom favorite. He's fanonified beyond belief. And this isn't hating on Buck, but the fandom tends to make everything about him. Eddie getting shot? About him. The well? About him. Chris in general? About him.

If it had been Eddie who Tommy had kissed (as was apparently the original plan) and Eddie who Tommy went on a date with, the fandom would not love it so much. They would probably make it all about Buck.

I may be coming off harsh, but it gets frustrating. I'm not saying to not ship Buck with Tommy, but at least be self-aware to see if you are doing it so Buck has a good relationship, or if you just want him to date a man.

[katsidhe]

10 and 21!

Ask game!

10. Most disliked arc? Why?

My usual knee-jerk answer to this has something to do with s10. But honestly the whole Mark of Cain arc is something I really like in theory, even if I have very, very conflicted feelings on its execution.

So I think the arc I dislike the most these days is actually the Jack-soullessness arc. While there were moments where this tried to say something about Sam and especially Dean’s reaction to Jack’s otherness, I think that on the whole it was a quite unnecessary and oversimplifying layer of ambiguity thrust on top of what was already a complicated situation.

The reason soullessness worked so well for Sam as a foil for Dean to play off of was because Dean had a very specific image of who and what Sam is, and he’s extremely, viciously protective of that image. He’s extremely suspicious of Soulless because of the ways Soulless is distinct from the Sam that Dean loves; he’s willing to kill Soulless to get ~his Sam back. The conflict and question of Soulless for Dean is, I love Sam, and this isn’t Sam enough.

But Dean doesn’t have that same relationship to Jack. Basically none of Dean’s objections to soulless Jack have to do with Jack ~not being Jack~, because Dean already has a relationship with Jack based on suspicion and fear. Dean’s core problems with Jack are a meaty combination of his power, his parentage, his uncanniness/unpredictability, and how quickly Sam latched on to him. None of this has to do with an attachment to Jack’s innate personality, or any investment in preserving Jack a certain way.

On top of that, Jack’s naïveté has always been such that he has to mirror his humanity and his actions on the people closest to him: he doesn’t have the fierce sense of personal identity and conduct that Sam has, and that to some extent Soulless!Sam lacked. Dean gets taken aback by how Soulless!Sam seems to have to carefully emulate expected behavior based on the people around him. Regular!Jack, thrust into a young adult body without age or experience to inform him, has always had to rely on this type of emulation, so when he’s Soulless!Jack, he’s the same as ever.

Regular!Jack has always had the exact same problems with emotional regulation, worrying if he’s ~feeling~ things correctly, and trying to fit expectations that are problems associated with soullessness. He’s utterly indistinguishable from his soulless self. The brightest points of his soulless arc, then, are when this is acknowledged—when the emphasis is on the misfit of Sam and Dean’s expectations with reality. But this doesn’t happen enough, and it doesn’t happen in the right ways. For this arc to be done right, it would have required a lot more personal I nvolvement from Sam. Not only because I like Sam and want more Sam and Jack content, but because the ways that Sam relates to soullessness are going to be fundamentally different than Dean’s. Dean reacts to Soulless! and Regular!Jack with the same old suspicion, but Sam would have brought a fresher perspective.

21. What are your thoughts on crack ships?

I think they’re a lovely way to get an unusual perspective on characters! Suggested crack ship of the hour: Sam x Kip from 14.01, because weird unwanted hero worship that Sam can use for political gain. Also Sam x Amara as embattled siblings, though actually damn that has so much potential, I am disqualifying it as a crack ship and moving it firmly into desired rarepairs.

[hopefullystillatheatrestudent]

i'm so excited about you taking asks again ahhhh okay so. if you'd absolutely had to choose. what would be your top 5 cockles moments, and why? thank you ily <3

here’s the thing: there are so many routes i could go down with this, because cockles moments come in all shapes and sizes and formats. these include moments from their panels, their bloopers, the footage we get when they don’t even know they’re being recorded, stories being passed down from photo ops & autographs(one of my personal favorite ways to get cockles, tbh, because they’re all insane), and social media(tweets to each other, instagram posts & comments, etc.). 

SO! since many a list like this has already been made, and i want to stand out from the crowd, what i’m gonna do is definitively give the number one spot to each of these five categories.(i might even throw in honourable mentions because they’re so despicably in love that they warrant that. i really put my whole pussy into this, guys, i hope you’re happy.) 

disclaimer: these are my own personal opinions. but that also means i’m right. so. enjoy. 

number one: top cockles panel moment

so we’re starting off with a bang, because how do you even BEGIN to rank what atrocities jensen and misha commit at jibcon. every single one they’ve had is damning in it’s own right, for different reasons.

however, considering just how much unabashed fuckery they’ve given us to sift through, it’s a good thing i do have a personal favorite despite it all. it’s heartwarming, the sweetest thing i’ve ever seen, AND it’s jarringly cinematic - mainly because it has a whole ass arc to it that was years in the making. it might even be surprising to some people, but my favorite cockles panel moment, and what i consider the one that encompasses their entire gut-wrenching journey from 2008-2013 in the most sweepingly romantic gesture possible, is this one.

i want this burned into my retinas. i am not even joking. when i'm through with my explanation, let me convince you why this is thee most romantic cockles moment of all time.

first, some history: people call this the resume off, but many seem to forget the botched attempt at a resume off a year prior. and yes, you guessed it: it's during their break up. it's a juicy time period for a reason, guys. it came across as exceedingly one-sided and VERY awkward. let me refresh your memory as to just how bad it was, and just how hard jensen was trying and ultimately failing at winning misha over: the funniest part of the whole resume off in 2013??? every joke/bit had literally already been made/done. they were just going through the motions again, but the difference THIS time...is that misha reciprocated jensen's energy. it. is. fascinating. i want to get into it more detail in another post, and i'll link it here when i'm done, but the main takeaway, i think, and the main difference that showcases how much they've grown in a year, is that in jib 3, misha flat out refused to do an accent, and this time around, he indulges jensen for literal minutes. when i tell you they're crazy, they're crazy. i can't wait to actually dive into it later.

ANYWAY, the resume off culminates in this moment here. and, like, a million things happen in this gifset. actually, more like a million and one. the music starts playingneediremindyouthatthesongissingingintherain(h e l p), misha starts dancing, jensen 'perpetually fake grumpy' ackles lets misha think he's not going to join, misha sits down defeated, but no!!! that was jensen's plan all along(look at his stupid fucking smirk) and he offers his arm to his dance partner who immediately grins like a fool, jensen then leads misha into their kick step, they perfectly synchronise and let loose, and are then very clearly having the time of their lives, hanging off of each other with joy and ease. from their expressions alone i can tell that this moment is so. so. so. so! much more than what initially meets the eye. i mean-misha is fighting back the biggest smile i've ever seen. to me, it reads like jensen is offering something to misha, something that misha kind of gave up on expecting, and him offering his arm like that is like, a surprise to him in the best possible way(and it's so not platonic, let me just say that.) as soon as jensen did that, it ushered in a new era of cockles. this panel is jensen and misha's favourite for a reason, and i think this moment is the biggest clue as to why.

whew!!! ok. that took a lot out of me and that was only point one. moving on,

number two: top cockles blooper moment

cockles bloopers hold an extremely special place in my heart, because it shows just how fucking disastrous jensen and misha are. they are so goddamn infatuated with each other that they HOLD UP PRODUCTION ALL THE TIME TO FLIRT WITH EACH OTHER(???). let me repeat. let it sink in. jensen ackles; arguably one of the most professional actors on that show who puts everything he has into each scene, with mountains and mountains of notes to prove it: would rather hold up production to flirt with misha collins. this sounds fake. it's not. he does it. all. the. time. and here's the thing guys!!! i'm gonna let you in on a secret!!! misha loves it. he loveesssss it. on top of that-misha collins: overlooked because he's pranked and people assume he's unprofessional as well, but his only pranks are in retaliation/off-set, and he rarely if EVER causes problems if he can help it....lets himself get carried away when it comes to jensen making kissy faces at him!!! are you actually kidding me!!! i mean. misha. it's just a face. you've seen it a million times. i don't buy that it triggers something in you that strongly....you like it, and you like jensen's reaction. you can't fool me!!! lisa berry's face in that one gifset shows just how fed up the crew is with their gross, coupley boyfriend antics.

i could pull up so many examples. sooooooo many. but my favourite was sealed since the moment i saw it.

i actually already wrote an analysis on it but i can't find it :(((( which SUCKS because i really unpacked the whole thing. i'll try to summarise.

basically, a backstory is part of this too!!! jensen and misha both had a really really hard time with this scene(because it's explicitly romantic there i said it), they sat down for hours and poured over their scripts together, they were super super nervous going into filming, both of them, jensen especially, were super hard on themselves for their performances not being true to their characters but they both complimented the other's work(boyfriend moments fr). so, yeah. they weren't confident going into shooting. and how do they get themselves to feel better???? by cuddling each other, apparently.

a lot. a LOT. happens in this specific blooper. to the point that i saw it years before i knew about cockles and it raised all sorts of flags for me.

1) stop pulling my face towards your crotch(as a thinly veiled request that misha would, in fact, move jensen's face towards his crotch, considering it was jensen moving himself there in the first place. also, why so comfy down there guys???) 2) you're my baby daddy i know(in the most intimate voice i've ever heard please) 3) i know, i know, i love you too i didn't say i love you i know but you wanted to say it etc. misha's right, of course. that's what jensen meant.

it just reeks of comfort, familiarity and intimacy between the two, and it's a moment that is extremely sweet and silly at the same time. they're so <3

number three: top cockles found footage moment

WONDERFUL category. truly the culmination of the cockles experience. many people have said that shipping cockles doesn't work because 'they're just onstage you dummies!! they're playing it up for the audience!!!' here's the thing, love. i could not disagree with you more. once you climb your way up the cockles ladder, you soon learn that they are, in fact, playing their dynamic DOWN, not up. they really are just Like That™, and they could not care less about the paying audience, if we're being honest, considering how much time they take to giggle with each other and refuse to let the audience in on the joke. and i love them for it <3

anyway, my point is that this category is for all you naysayers out there, all you 'jensen and misha's relationship is just for show and is real life queerbaiting'(?????lordhelp???) oh yeah? ok, explain this.

he. he. he calls jensen sweetheart. literally enough said. there's nothing to really add here, except, misha and jared then immediately engage in damage control. jared's method is distraction and misha's is retconning('get out of the car, dude') this was what got me to buy into the cockles dumpster for GOOD good. you don't call your buddy sweetheart accidentally and sound so completely earnest while doing it! especially not when that buddy is jensen ackles!!! you think he would let any of his friends call him that? do you?

one more thing; if it was a slip of the tongue, little mouth thing or whatever, you think jared wouldn't have jumped on it immediately??? i can hear it now. 'did you just call him SWEETHEART???' yeah. that's what i thought. you know why he didn't? because it was too revealing.

number four: top cockles autograph moment

i mean, i think we all know what it's gonna be, and if you don't, well, do i have the piece de cockles resistance that is gonna send you over the edge.

if you haven't heard of this story by now, as a cockles, truther, i'm gonna go ahead and get you to read it, because there is no possible heterosexual explanation for any of it, and you're fooling yourself if you think otherwise.

spoiler alert: it's the story where phones weren't allowed in an auto session, jensen nuzzles himself in misha's hair, leans his full body weight onto him, holds his hand, etc. etc. i'm imploding just repeating this back, actually. also, just, the sheer amount of stories from photo ops where they tackle hug each other or slap each other's asses or sing romantic songs to each other or almost kiss is, frankly, a lot. if i could wish for anything, it would be to witness them in person.

and finally,

number five: top cockles social media moment

this one is super difficult, because there's obviously a lot to choose from. but you know what? full send, i'm going with this one:

i just. what to say about this. how often do misha and jensen watch sunsets together for it to qualify as ‘always’ ??? why are sunsets synonymous with their relationship??? that’s like??? a very romantic thing????? ‘this guy’??? the fact that it’s a CANDID??? i don’t know guys.

that could have been better but i am TIRED so. there you go rose ily

[gimmezutara]

I wrote a thing, it came to me in a dream this morning, I hope you enjoy!

Zuko watched the group laughing and chatting in the White Lotus camp. He saw Katara and Sokka hug their Dad and Pakku with a grim expression. He rose to his feet and walked away from the camp. His feet took him higher till he was upon the cliff top shielding the camp from the watchful eyes of the Fire Nation ships.

The sky was painted a beautiful pink, orange tones lighting up the small clouds on the horizon where the ocean lay tinted purple. The light reflected off his golden eyes as he stared at the peaceful scene.

He heard a rustling behind him and inclined his head to the side, although he already knew who it was.

“Hey, are you ok?” Katara asked coming to stand beside him.

“Yeah,” Zuko said unconvincingly.

He turned to face her and sat down on the grass. She reciprocated the action facing him. Zuko glanced up and felt his breath catch at the colours reflected across her blue irises. He felt himself blush and quickly lowered his gaze again. Then he took a breath and looked at her.

“I think you should stay here tomorrow.”

Katara’s expression changed instantly and she jumped to her feet defensively. “What?” she said.

“Listen,” Zuko said quickly, also rising to his feet, eager to avoid a Katara tirade. “I’ve been watching you with everyone. You have a family, you have friends. We might die tomorrow Katara. If I die, well, Uncle will be upset but that’s about it. And if you die… you’ve got your Dad, your Gran Gran, Sokka, Aang, Toph, Suki… so many more people. They need you.”

Katara stared at him furiously, eyes shining with tears. Then she whacked him hard on the arm.

“Ow! What was that for?” he retorted angrily.

“How stupid are you?” she cried in frustration. “No one but your Uncle will care? We’d all care Zuko! Every single one of us! I care!”

Her voice broke on her last exclamation and Zuko looked up at her in surprise.

“But-“ he stammered.

“No! You listen to me!” she said, stepping forward and jabbing him hard in the chest. “You are not going to die because I am not going to lose you! I won’t!” she said, tears beginning to slip from her eyes.

“Katara-“

Her expression grew angry again and she beat her fists on his chest. “No! How could you even say that we wouldn’t care! That I wouldn’t care! After all that we’ve-“ her voice choked up and her sobs came in earnest now.

“How could you not know that-“ she looked up at him and Zuko stared back in bewilderment. “That I-…I-…”

She searched his eyes and watched as he saw her gaze flick to his lips.

Suddenly she darted forwards and forcefully kissed him on the lips.

Zuko’s eyes widened in surprise before he melted into her, his arms that had been uneasily hovering by her side quickly wrapping around her waist as he kissed her passionately.

They pulled away and Katara took a step back. All of the anger had dissipated leaving a still silence. Katara’s eyes were wide as if she couldn’t quite believe what had just happened.

“Well. That’s how I feel,” she said quietly, eyes glued to the ground, feeling incredibly embarrassed. “I’m not letting you go alone.”

She looked up in surprise when Zuko reached out his hand to gently grasp hers.

“Katara,” he said. He gently tugged her towards him. Her heart pounded as he lifted a hand to cup her jaw and tilt her head towards him, all the while looking at her with those eyes as if she was his entire world in that moment. His eyelids fluttered closed and Katara felt hers do the same before his lips were on hers again, soft this time, and tender. She felt a tear slip down her cheek.

When he pulled away again, she buried her face into his shoulder and he held her tight in his embrace, kissing her hair.

“I’m not going anywhere,” he murmured. “I swear, I won’t let anything happen to you.”

“And I won’t let anything happen to you either,” she said, words muffled by his shoulder and the tears still running down her face.

Zuko’s lips kicked up into a sad smile. “Ok,” he whispered, relenting.

link is up on ao3 if anyone fancies giving me kudos or checking my other stuff out https://archiveofourown.org/works/33494662

[nevertheless-moving]

Suicidal Misunderstanding AU Part V (SW Time Travel AU #27)

Part I - - - - -  Part II - - - - - Part III - - - - - Part IV 

After a meandering walk through what felt like every path the hanging gardens and marsh pools had to offer, Obi-Wan stopped to lean against a stone wall. 

“Obi-Wan? Are you ready to stop and eat something? As nice as this has been, I’m getting hungry and I’m guessing you are too.” 

Anakin was only being a little sarcastic. It had genuinely been nice to peacefully spend the day with Obi-Wan like this- they hadn’t been to the marsh habitats since the war started. He had resigned himself to watching Obi-Wan enthusiastically greet every wandering knight, master, and elder who they passed. 

It was actually starting to become impressive- Anakin never realized how many members of the Order his Master was friendly with- no wonder he was given a seat on the high council! But after the last heartfelt clasping of hands with a completely unfamiliar Bothan (thankfully for Anakin’s petty jealousy, Obi-Wan wasn’t hugging everyone), Anakin had asked who the knight was.

Obi Wan frowned. “No idea. But I suppose I must have seen him somewhere.” 

Anakin was no longer feeling impressed.

When a group of crechelings wandered by, Obi-Wan appeared briefly overwhelmed with emotion. His shields (apparently even better drunken than sober) didn’t let anything specific slip. But he knew Obi-Wan was feeling something intensely. Bizarrely, instead of saying hello, Obi-Wan hurried out and away with Anakin dragged behind, bringing them back to the stone wall and their skipped breakfast.

“Not yet.” Obi-Wan responded hoarsely. “I want to visit the Room of A Thousand Fountains first, and say a few more goodbyes.”

“Goodbyes?” Anakin asked, a slight chill running down his back. “We’re not shipping back out until the end of the week. Do you always say goodbye to everyone this thoroughly before redeployment?”

“No. Do you think I should have?” Obi-Wan frowned. “I feel like that would have been more upsetting than anything else.”

“Ok then, why are you saying goodbye now? To the whole order?” 

Obi-Wan didn’t reply, he just pushed off the wall to continue on his quest to apparently visit every corner of the temple.

“Master, please, you’re worrying me. If you won’t eat, then let me take you to the Healing Halls so they can check you over for drugs. We can visit the fountains after.”

Obi-Wan finally paused, thinking that over. “I would like to see Bant. She should be there, right?”  

Bant did end up being there, and was more touched than disturbed by Obi-Wan’s sincere joy to see her. While Obi-Wan wandered the halls greeting injured Knights, she ran several tests.

“As far as I can tell, all you had last night was human-appropriate alcohol. No force-user specific drug interactions, and no traces of Spice. It’s possible there’s something I missed, but your force presence doesn’t feel off balance in the manner I specifically associate with drug-induced altered perception. Your blood sugar is a little low and you’re somewhat dehydrated, especially considering you’re in the temple, not out on a mission.”

“I’ll take care of my physical needs after I visit the Room of a Thousand Fountains. Just because a vision isn’t purely induced by the force doesn’t mean I can’t draw meaning from it. I do appreciate how you always looked out for me though, Bant. I’ve missed your fussing.” Obi-Wan smiled, clasping one of her hands in his.

Bant sighed, “If Master Yoda wasn’t off world I’d urge you to talk to him. I haven’t seen you this shaken by a vision since we were younglings. Even if you do seem to be handling it fairly... calmly.” 

Obi-Wan laughed. “I’ll tell him you said that someday. I might be wrong, but I think he’ll be happy to learn about-” Obi-Wan gestured around vaguely, “all this. I’ll talk to him at some point. I’m sure of it.” 

She glanced over at Anakin, who had been a quietly looming shadow the whole visit. He seemed both relieved by the diagnosis as well as bewildered. “Can I speak to you privately?”

Obi-Wan nodded and Anakin stalked out of the test room. 

She scrutinized him, worry more obvious now, “Don’t think I haven’t noticed you slipping tenses this whole time. You’re still not sure where your vision ends and reality begins, are you? Do you even know when you are?”

Obi-Wan looked down. “I know what’s real and what’s not. I’m just...enjoying not fully living in the moment. I have every intention of waking up.”

“Yeah, that’s a BIG red flag, Obi-Wan. Force.” She tilted her head back and forth, examining him with obvious concern. “I am scheduling an appointment for a soul healer and you are going to go, understand?” She demanded.

Obi-Wan agreed far too easily. She reluctantly let him leave with an earnest promise to eat something real.

Obi-Wan came outside to find Anakin pacing. 

“I’m glad you’re still here,” he told his former Padawan, ignoring the ache in his chest.

“Of course Ori’vod,” Anakin said, ducking his head with a shy smile. “What did Bant say?”

“She wants me to eat something real and visit a soul healer.” Obi-Wan sighed. “Well, I can do at least one of those things.”

“A soul healer! She thinks you’re crazy?” Anakin asked offended. 

“First of all, you don’t have to be unstable to visit a soul healer. I’ve seen them in the past, when there wasn’t as much wrong with me. I’m sorry if I led you to believe you couldn’t seek out help for your problems.” Obi-Wan said. Another mistake.

“I-I know that. I just thought, you know, Jedi can be judgmental of that sort of thing. A good Jedi is supposed to be able to just, meditate stuff away.” Anakin said bitterly.

Obi-Wan thought furiously. Was this why he had been so blindsided by Anakin’s fall? Had his padawan been so afraid of judgement that he hid all of the warning sides of his struggles with darkness? Maybe he could ask Owen for some sort of petty assistance when he brought over bantha milk next time, to demonstrate to young Luke that it was ok to ask for help. No, he was probably still too young for those sorts of lessons to have much meaning. The insight would require meditation, when he was more sober. 

Unsure how ‘Anakin’ would respond, Obi-Wan tentatively said, “You’re right, that some Jedi might judge for seeking such aid. But I think in the last years of the war, that sort of opinion became less and less common. After all, an ideal Jedi shouldn’t be leading an army. I don’t know if anyone can be perfect during war, let alone a peacekeeper.”

When that failed to garner positive or negative reply, Obi-Wan let out a breath. “It hardly matters, since I can’t exactly visit a therapist, let alone a soul healer, given my present living conditions.” 

Anakin seemed to process that, giving Obi-Wan a long, searching look. “What’s your next point?”

“Hmm?”

“You said first of all, and I think that was all one thing, so what’s your second point?”

“Not exactly being able to visit a soul healer regularly doesn’t count as a separate retort?”

“I guess? I’m just trying to understand what you’re trying to tell me” A twinge of frustration crept into Anakin’s otherwise level tone.

"I appreciate that, truly, and I regret the number of hurtful miscommunications that sprung up from me failing to do just that. Well, I suppose, by most reasonable standards, I am ‘crazy.’ Getting some help with unraveling my mind would probably be best, if it were an option, but it isn’t so...” Obi-Wan shrugged.

Before any followup questions could be asked, they finally arrived at the main entrance to the Room of a Thousand Fountains. The archway was stunning, water flowing upwards along the stone in intricate, shifting tessellations. When they stepped through, Obi-Wan was delighted to see Mace Windu sitting on a bench by the entrance. 

“Mace! I was hoping to see you.”

Mace looked at him. He seemed at first, to be utterly unsurprised by the duo’s arrival. But the longer he stared, the more visible shock overtook his features. “Master Koon recommended I look for you...force what happened.”

Obi-Wan just chuckled. “Oh you know. What didn’t happen.”

“What’s wrong?” Anakin asked urgently. “What do you see, Master Windu?”

Obi-Wan tried to wave them both off, laugh a little more forced. “Please, I came here to relax. I’m sure it would be easier to say what’s not wrong with-”

“Kark it, Obi-Wan this isn’t a joking matter.” Master Windu’s voice was calm, but insistent. He slowly started approaching Obi-Wan as though the fellow council member were a feral loth-cat. 

“You look as if...nearly every shatter point around you has broken open. Force, I think you’ve been carrying some of these with you since you were a child. Usually when things that deep break...And some of these- some of these are too big to have just affected you.” Mace hesitantly reached forward, brushing against something invisible.

A chill ran down Anakin’s spine, again. What the kriff did Obi-Wan see in his vision? Last night he mentioned the temple burning, their rooms turned to ash, and Anakin had just...let that go in favor of greedily spending time with this addictively affectionate version of Obi-Wan.

“Mace...” Obi-Wan groaned. “I had been wondering what you might say to me but this is...please, can’t you just give me a hug and let me enjoy the peace for one more hour.”

“Master Kenobi,” Mace said, seeming to revert to an even more serious version of himself. “What I see cracked open around you is bigger than the reemergence of the Sith on Naboo, bigger than the first battle of Genosis. Whatever has happened, you cannot possibly keep it to yourself, practically or morally.”

To the shock of both Windu and Skywalker, Obi-Wan actually rolled his eyes at that. “Mace. You are not telling me anything I do not already know. And I am choosing to spend a little longer enjoying the unique joys of the Temple before dealing with the harshness of reality. Haven’t I earned a small break? I’m not abandoning my duty, but if I don’t take care of myself where I can I’ll go madder than I already have.” 

At no point did Obi-Wan’s voice get whiny or upset, he just calmly dropped a series of bombshells like he was repeating an argument.

Mace and Anakin exchanged glances, but if Mace was trying to communicate something, it was utterly lost on Anakin. 

“Alright, Master Kenobi. I trust your judgement.” 

And, to Anakin’s shock, Mace pulled Obi-Wan for a tight hug. “And I care about you, Obi-Wan.”

For a brief, hysterical moment, Anakin Skywalker wondered if he was about to witness his Master break down crying on the shoulder of Mace Windu the Master of the Jedi Order.

But Obi-Wan just let out a slow breath and returned the embrace before bowing deeply in Respect. Windu returned the bow with a placid expression. 

“If you’ll excuse me...I think I’d like to stand by the waterfall alone for a moment.” He paused, turning to address Anakin. “If you’re willing to wait for me, I’ll happily rejoin you by the glowing mushrooms.” Anakin nodded silently and Obi-Wan beamed before leaving the two alone together.

Mace turned to the young knight in a silent demand for answers, and, for once, Anakin was eager to share what he was dealing with. “He came back drunk last night, talking about the temple burning down, and being well-”

“Unusually emotionally expressive?” Mace offered.

Anakin nodded. “Took a blood sample to analyze in the morning. He woke determined to hug every sentient being in the temple. I actually managed to get him to the halls just before we came here; Master Eerin said there was nothing in his system and...I just don’t know. He’s been off today, but not in a bad way, exactly. Could a vision have caused the shattering you saw?

Mace furrowed his brow. “Not any vision like I’ve ever seen but...these are dark times. And Master Kenobi has had historically bad luck. If some new cataclysm is coming for us- I absolutely believe he’d be the first of us to stumble into it. Something terrible and extraordinary must have happened in the 24 hours since I last saw him in person.”

A beat passed.

“I should go to the mushrooms before I lose track of him,” Anakin said quietly.

Mace nodded. “Skywalker, if you need assistance dragging him back to the healers for whatever reason, comm me, understood?” 

“Understood. Master Koon said the same.” the Knight replied, heart pounding.

The Windu clasped him on the shoulder firmly, "I’m going to check in with Master Eerin. It’s possible she has some suspicions that my observations will help her confirm. Until then...”

“I’ll look out for him.” Anakin promised.

Part VI

[janghoefett]

Good Vibrations (Din Djarin x Reader)

Rating: Explicit (18+) Pairing: F/M Word count: 1.8k

Summary: You have a good old sexy time with the Mandalorian after breaking in your new lingerie. That's it, that's the plot.

Warnings: Big Meat Mando, rough sex, vaginal sex, fingering, fluff, ok you bleed a bit. All that love shit.

Originally posted on AO3 (and recently reworked)

“Stay in the ship. Turn on all lockdown and safety protocols.” That’s all Din would say before going on the hunt for his next bounty when he felt there was danger.

Under any other circumstances, you would be disappointed that he would expect you to stay home and twiddle your thumbs like his loyal housewife. But you saw the cast of characters he would often deal with, and considering you had little to no experience with combat, it made no sense for you to leave the ship and be a distraction. Din would not be able to focus if he felt you were in danger. Hell, you didn’t want to be in danger either. So you obliged.

You worried about him while he was out there. The first time he was away you would sit and sulk, but that gave you too much time to think. The next time you cleaned the entire ship from top to bottom. Eventually, you started having your fun.

On one of your more recent pit stops, you had picked out the most beautiful, sheer black nightgown that was short enough to cover only the bare essentials. You hadn’t worn it yet, and tonight was going to be its big debut. Din was a sucker for seeing you all done up and you wanted him to burst when he saw you.

With nothing better to do, you take your time getting ready. You bathe for while, do your hair, rub a little lotion all over. You even spritz a little of that perfume in all the places you knew he liked, too. And finally, you slip into your new lingerie.

Wow. You admire your own appearance in the tarnished mirror, adjusting everything until it was just right. Din was going to absolutely lose it.

Tonight you wanted something really special with Din. He was your first time, your first and only love, and you had been feeling an incredible amount of trust budding inside of you. In bed, he was only gentle and caring contrary to his Mandalorian persona. While you still couldn't see his face, that didn't matter; the only place you wanted to be was in his arms, in his bed.

You hear Din coming in just as you finish, so you run to his bed, fluffing your hair and spreading out. “Cyar’ika?” he calls in Mando’a. You don’t answer. Instead, you lie out on display for him practically quivering with anticipation. Din calls once more with a hint of concern, his footsteps drawing nearer, until finally he stops at the doorway. His armored body inhales, stiffening as he takes you in.

“Hi,” you smile. Your cheeks flush with excitement as a giddy grin overtakes your face.

His helmet tilts to the side, examining the scene in front of him before approaching you slowly. “What’s this?” rasps the Mandalorian. Your heart stops for a moment in fear that you had done something wrong or that he was disappointed. “You know you can’t play games like this and expect me to go easy on you,” he finally taunts, dragging you towards him gently by the ankles to the edge of the bed and using his hips to keep your knees apart.

You laugh softly, pleased with your success. “I wasn’t hoping for easy this time.”

The Mandalorian begins peeling his gloves off and leans over you to stroke your cheek, smirking at the way your body responds to him. “Are you saying you want me to fuck you?” he asks, his voice low and raspy. You nod with wide eyes. “If I do anything you don’t like, you tell me right away. Understood?”

With your confirmation, Din reaches a hand down to massage what is exposed between your legs. You throw your head back in pleasure against the bed and intuitively spread your legs farther while his free hand rests on your knee, keeping you locked down. His fingertips brush along your slit, before working in two thick fingers.

Your hips move against Din's large working fingers, your mouth agape. The Mandalorian knows what he is doing and you know you can come on his hand if you’re not careful. His thumb remains on your clit, massaging gently, while his index and middle fingers curl upwards into your wall over and over. Stars, this man knew how to make you shake. Your legs start to quiver and your knees buckle inwards in an attempt to ease off on the pressure.

“Don’t you dare close those legs,” he snaps, using his hands to keep them apart. You whimper, clutching his free hand with yours, and continue to ride the sensation.

“Din…” you whine. “I’m… I’m getting close.”

“Come on my hand,” he growls. “Come on.” Your body obeys almost instantly, clenching around his fingers and riding a surprisingly hard orgasm. His fingers continue to fuck you through your high and withdraw only when your body goes limp. “Good girl,” he praises, giving your pussy one last soothing massage.

As you catch your breath, Din’s reaches down to release his throbbing cock from his pants in all its impossibly thick, veiny glory. Damn, it was always hard to take him but you loved it. You bite your lip in anticipation, keeping your legs spread.

You had a thing for Din in his full armor; he was an intimidating figure and the sight of him stroking his cock between your legs made you whimper. Your lover's strong arms link under your legs, and with a push, he sinks into you slowly. Though you were already more than lubricated, your body still presents resistance and you close your eyes in an attempt to relax your muscles. "Din..." you squeak, reaching for his hands on your legs.

“That’s it… relax, cyar'ika,” he whispers. "You're so tight for me."

Keeping you on the edge of the bed, Din begins deep and thorough thrusts. He’s slow, ensuring your comfort, before establishing a quicker rhythm. A wave of satisfaction washes over you at the feeling of having him within you at last. You lie beneath him taking every thrust, whining your unintelligible encouragement and pleas.

The position is different, in a welcome way, though it leaves something to be desired. Your hands reach up to him, clawing at his stomach when suddenly he leans over, running a hand up your nightgown. “I need to feel you, cyar’ika,” he pants. You knew what he meant; he needed to lose his armor.

Reaching within a pocket, he pulls out a long strip of cloth and fastens it behind your head with your permission. You were no stranger to the blindfold. It was the only solution for Din to take off his helmet, and you actually grew accustomed to it. Blinded, you listen for the subsequent clangs of his beskar as it drops to the floor. Din crawls onto the bed and guides you into his lap, using his broad shoulders as support to straddle him, while he lifts your nightgown over your head.

You lower yourself onto his length once more, gasping at the new sensations this position brings. Din brings his lips to yours in a desperate kiss, grabbing a fistful of your hair, cherishing a perfect moment of being truly together. “Fuck me, Din,” you purr against him, biting his lower lip softly. His hands grasp the plump flesh of your bottom as you begin to move up and down on him yourself. His thrusts meet yours and he lays back, letting you take control.

Your hips meet in frantic thrusts as you ride him. You come down on his thick length hard and fast, over and over again, almost in a trance as the pleasure mixes with the pain. He was just so big and you coudn't get enough. Din’s hands dig into the soft flesh at your hips as he thrusts upwards to meet your rhythm. It hurt, you knew it did, but it was also so intensely satisfying to focus on yourself and on using your body to pleasure his. Your moans and cries fill the air in unison, desperately building towards a finish, when suddenly a new pain becomes unbearable.

“Din, stop!” you gasp.

“Are you okay?” he pants with worry. His cock throbs inside of you, almost unbearable not to move. “Tell me what’s wrong.”

“Something just… it was too much, I don’t know,” you wince.

“Ok. Just relax now,” he soothes, pulling out with care. “You’re... you're bleeding, cyar'ika.”

“I am?!” Din sits up and places his helmet back on before removing your blindfold for you to see. It’s not much, but you hadn’t bled since your first time with him. Din takes your face in his hands to make you look back up at him.

“Baby, it’s okay. You’re not used to this,” he reminds you, brushing a lock of hair out of your face. “That was really rough, and I don't like hurting you. We can slow down.”

You nod, allowing him to refasten the blindfold, and lay beside him on your back. Din removes his helmet and moves over you, planting an earnest kiss on your lips. "Ready to try again, sweet girl?" he asks.

With your permission, Din enters you with utmost caution. "Shh..." he coos, planting sweet kisses on your cheek. “Is this better?”.

“Yeah… this is.” Your arms wrap around him, pulling him close. His new thrusts are tentative, experimental. “Oh, Din,” you sigh.

“I love you,” he breathes between kisses. You smile at the intimacy of the moment and moan softly at the gentle movements of his hips. “Was I too rough?” he asks.

“No, no it felt good,” you respond, stroking his hair. “This feels good too… I miss you when you’re away.”

As if to make his absence up to you, he locks his lips onto yours as his gentle motions continue. Your moans and grunts become louder and more frequent as your orgasms grew nearer. “Come inside of me,” you breathe, grasping Din's face. His thrusts become more erratic, spurring you onto your finish. “Din!” you cry. He follows soon after while your legs shake, spurting hot ropes of his seed deep inside of you.

“You look beautiful tonight,” he whispers, breathing heavily. “That thing looks good on you."

"I hoped you’d like it,” you smile.

Din pulls out slowly and falls to your side, bringing you into his chest.

“Thank you for stopping when I asked,” you whisper. “I’m sorry."

"That is not something you thank me for. I never want to hurt you, cyar’ika.”

You stroke the stubble on his cheek, almost overwhelmed by the emotions he made you feel. “I love you, Din.”

The Mandalorian plants a lingering kiss on your forehead. “I love you more, cyar'ika. ”

[dellinah]

I know yall are probably tired of seeing this image everywhere by now but my friend asked me if I wanted to join in the meme as a collab and I couldn’t say no and now you get to suffer with me

This is the first real art collab I’ve ever done I’m so proud of us I wouldn’t have it any other way. She sketched Mordecai and I sketched Twilight and then we lined and colored each other’s sketches and this is our joined masterpiece

If you allow me to go off for a little bit, I honestly really like what the original Mordetwi picture represents and the positive cultural shift we’ve had towards “cringe culture” in the past few years, and I say this without a hint of irony

I think most of us had a time in our lives when we were kids and got attached to kids shows and found comfort in certain characters and had our fun pairing them up or just drawing them in MS Paint bc we looked up to artists online and wanted to be like them but didn’t know how to draw any other way. The fics were poorly written and the art was bad but we had fun doing it in earnest and it brought us joy and that’s what matters in the end

A few years ago it was so common to make fun of it and even make comments such as “This is the worst thing I’ve ever seen / this makes me want to die / I wanna kms” towards pieces like the original Mordetwi and I cannot grasp why we ever thought it was ok to react in such way towards a kid’s work? Kids who were just having fun? It’s just such a toxic mentality honestly, and I’m glad that seems to be mostly dead now and we just shamelessly embrace the things we like even as adults

Besides no artist is born with the talent they have and we wouldn’t have the amazing artists/writers we have today if they hadn’t done their “cringy” MS Paint drawings and Deviantart fanfics back in the day and I’m proud of all the progress they’ve done

I look back fondly at the things I did as a kid even if they were bad bc not only I wouldn’t be where I’m at without them, but also I had fun making them and there’s nothing cringy in just wanting to be happy and I hope people (kids or adults) can just indulge in their harmless interests without toxicity. Whether that’s being a furry or watching cartoons or writing weird fics or roleplaying or cosplaying or listening to “bad” music or shipping characters, or whatever it might be

As Jenny Nicholson puts it, “Yeah, it’s pretty cringy. But then again, most fun things are.”

All hail Mordetwi

[ladyinbooks]

So yeah, finally read the Funeral Games ficlet, and you know what? I ship it even Harder now. Like the FOOL i am. Very much into Jay and Samiel showing that very public favor on poor flustered Pallas.

You know what else i am very into? Pallas bodyguarding with even more vigor and stress, because he may feel like he needs to prove everyone this favor was earned and not bestowed simply because he happened to be there by Jay's side that time.

Pallas slipping up because of this and getting seriously hurt protecting his kings. But still doing his best even in that state to keep them safe even though he's hurt and in agony.

Jay and Samiel trying to decide after whether they should just coldly pop a bullet into the assailant or bludgeon their brain in for extra measure, for messing up *their* earnest, hardworking Severne.

(i'm a sucker for hurt/comfort, ok lady, don't look at me)

I am so happy you liked it! The entire Jay/Pallas/Samiel dynamic is entirely because of you, so I'm pleased you ship it even harder now. 😁 And yes, so much yes - I can see the dynamic duo completely flaunting Pallas's newly established favour in front of the entire court. (And poor Pallas going 'Please. I am begging you. Tone this down.')

Yes, yes, yes. 100% agree. Without question that poor man is going to run himself ragged trying to prove to everyone (and himself) that this favour isn't just a result of trailing along in Jay's footsteps. I don't think he's going to believe it, and worse I think he's going to worry (initially at least) that the favour was gifted because of their personal relationships. It makes for an interesting tangle of private emotional insecurity vs. the public facade of competence.

You know what? I think if Pallas got hurt, Samiel and Jay would deal with the assailant slowly. Very, very slowly. If Pallas is hurt in the line of duty, the one responsible is going to suffer for it. Jay and Samiel, in their separate ways, are pretty single-minded when it comes to protecting those they care about. The fact Pallas is injured looking after them - it's going to make them out and out dangerous. (Strangely, I could see Jay being the one to insist on making a demonstrative public example.)

Ahem. I may have to write a teensy tiny little ficlet of this, if that's ok?

I have... so many thoughts about this trinity of chaotic meddlers. You just know Samiel is going to absolutely delight in foisting appalling political duties off on Pallas. He doesn't have to hover constantly over Jay's shoulder! He's got a highly trained Severne to do it for him now! (Better yet, Jay is delighted Samiel is no longer present and constantly one sentence away from causing all-out galactic war. Poor Pallas is just long-suffering at this point. 😂)