What Fucking Hell Dimension Are Y’all Blogging From

Reblog if reading someone else’s fanfiction has helped you get through a hard day

make din djarin disgustingly in love.

make him strong, stoic and intimidating to everyone else. make him the top bounty hunter in the galaxy, and/or the manda’lor who other nearby politicians fear meeting.

but also make him get a pit of anxiety in his stomach when he’s late for dinner with his partner. make him chase their lips after a peck in the morning and sulk a little when they insist they have to get up now. let him watch them with grogu, so infatuated you can tell even behind the helmet. let him leave important political meanings to help them, no matter how mundane the task is.

if you have a fic, i beg you to please tag me

guys do you think that during first class erik would break into charles bedroom during the night just because he thought of something and felt the urge to tell him and then they would stay up all night chatting and stuff? because i do. i do believe that they did it.

the thing I find charming about the jedi apprentice books is the absolute dedication to giving obi wan a taster of literally every other character's personal trauma.

oh you were a child slave? yeah that happened to him. you had to kill someone you cared about to protect innocent lives? yeah he did that at like 13. you were forced to lead children into battle as a child yourself? obi wan did that. you had to live on the run from all factions of a planet torn by civil war? that happened to obi wan like three times.

also as an adult he never once mentions any of this. icon behaviour.

codywan song

Was listening to ‘Brave Enough’ by Lindsey Stirling while planning the second chapter for my fic Children of War and thinking of Cody and Obi-Wan, post Order 66, with flashbacks to the Clone Wars. I’m sad now.

Another really funny plot concept for "Jedi leave the Republic for their own safety/survival well before the war hits" is that Dooku goes out, claims his title as Count of Serenno, and then just invites his entire ten-thousand-strong extended Jedi Family to join him.

Who's going to stop him? His planetary government, that he's in charge of and can easily convince that Jedi are a good thing for agriculture and education and medicine? The Republic?

Sidious is left staring because not only did he fail to make this rich old former Jedi fall, but the rich old former Jedi stole all the Jedi he was in charge of, including ten-year-old Skywalker.

Read a fic years ago (please help me find it so I can give credit) where physical manifestations of different DC cities showed up. That's pretty much all I remember, but this is what I think Gotham looks like.

She wears a gray hoodie over a black ball dress (concealing a near infinite number of knives) with a skirt that's torn and stained with blood and filth. The dress is low backed, and when she takes off the hoodie it reveals an abundance of whipping scars. She wears a pearl necklace and rarely speaks, though she has been known to sing, scream, and make various cooing, chirping, hissing, growling or otherwise animalistic noises.

Her hair and skin are dark, her eyes kaleidoscopes (everyone disagrees afterwards what color they were, all agree they saw into your soul), and her height changes according to the situation. She has a black eye and tear-stained cheeks, some say because she is forever mourning her children. Her feet are bare and bleeding, as though she's been walking on broken glass.

She wanders the alleys and walks the shadows, weeping, bleeding, mourning, comforting, calling. Darkness heeds her command, and she protects her children however she can. She is the adoptive mother of the strays and orphans that dwell within. She is Lady Gotham.

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my oldest boba fett headcanon, from before i even knew what a headcanon was, is that this man, who regularly whiled away the hours on kamino as a boy reading novels and who has a job that often requires him to do nothing more than stand around looking menacing for hours on end, definitely has an e-reader app installed on his helmet

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