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breakfastteatime · 9 hours
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From an upcoming fic request:
Greez makes a ‘gimmie’ motion with all his hands – flesh and mechanical. “Gimmie your bloody, dusty, guts-stained clothes. I gotta do a load of laundry as it is, so might as well add all of your stuff to it.”
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This week’s word is…
✨ MOTION ✨
Find the word in any WIP and share the sentence containing it. Reply, reblog, stick it in the tags, tag us in a new post, or keep it private. All fandoms, all ships, all writers welcome.
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breakfastteatime · 11 hours
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Turns out asking to leave work early and spend the afternoon mostly asleep really helps manage a migraine.
So glad my (very delayed!) monthly migraine decided to start today and not on Friday when I'm doing a 2.5k charity swim. Yaaaaaaay.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm off to finish my working day in a dark room.
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breakfastteatime · 17 hours
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So glad my (very delayed!) monthly migraine decided to start today and not on Friday when I'm doing a 2.5k charity swim. Yaaaaaaay.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm off to finish my working day in a dark room.
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breakfastteatime · 19 hours
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BBC News journalist: I didn't expect to be covering this today...
Be warned - it does indeed sound like that one horse is actually covered in blood...
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breakfastteatime · 1 day
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Mleh.
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breakfastteatime · 2 days
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The ceiling that greets Cal when he opens his eyes in not the Mantis. Rocky. Slightly drippy. Sandy beneath him. Sea salt in the air. Is he at the beach? All things considered, Cal has definitely been in worse situations. Like way worse. Like, like... like the actual worst. Right? He's been in worse situations, hasn't he?
BD beeps a dubious affirmative. Then he asks which Cal prefers - being trapped under the ocean on Nur, or being stuck in this cave?
"Secret answer 3: both suck." Cal giggles.
BD scuttles away, telling someone else Cal is awake and -
"My words are not slurring!"
"Yes, Cal, they are. You have a head injury."
"Do not!"
"Do too."
He'll show her. "Hey. Hey, Merrin?"
Merrin takes a deep breath from somewhere nearby. "Yes?"
"Could a head injury guy ask you this? Would you rather fight a hundred BD-sized rancors, or a rancor sized BD?"
Merrin whispers something in a language Cal doesn't speak. It doesn't sound like an answer.
"It's a good question!"
"It is a question that suggests you have damaged your brain permanently."
Cal snorts. And pauses. "Is that why I can taste blood?"
"Do you remember being knocked out?"
Cal gives this a good ponder. "No," he eventually decides.
Merrin sighs. "What do you remember?"
"Uuuuum..." Beach trip. Missing kids. Going into the cave. Finding missing kids? "Are there supposed to be kids here?"
"No, we got them out. And then the cave fell on your head. BD and I are keeping you company while Cere and Greez dig us out."
"Sounds great." Cal decides to sit up...
...bad idea. Oh, such a bad idea. Merrin wrinkles her nose as he throws up.
It's about that time that a large boulder blocking the tunnel moves and figures appear in the blinding sunlight.
"Cal! Merrin! BD!" Cere's voice echoes.
"BD and I are fine. Cal is asking about rancors."
"Cere, I gotta ask you something - "
"Perhaps you should send a medic in," Merrin says over him.
"Oh, oh, hey, medic person! What would you rather fight..."
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breakfastteatime · 2 days
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There is no way Cere (and Cal) didn't teach Greez how to resist mind tricks...
...but also Greez is just THAT protective of Cal and he ain't falling for that.
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(I have my thoughts but I want to hear yours 👀)
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breakfastteatime · 2 days
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breakfastteatime · 2 days
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(Looooove that feeling when my hair is soft and swishy and my ponytail is juuuuust right, all the while acknowledging it's because my hair is about to be so greasy it'll look like I just got out the shower)
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breakfastteatime · 3 days
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Hellllooo, everyone! It's 20 Days Until Cal Kestis Week - a week dedicated to BD-1's very own emotional support Jedi!
24 prompts/7 days of art, fics, edits, virtual photography, and MORE for the ever-so-deserving Cal Kestis!
Come Join Us May 12th - 18th, 2024!!!
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I have LINKS
The PROMPT LIST - 6 days, 4 prompts each, with the 7th day as a free/catch up day!
( - and don't worry, you do NOT have to do every prompt or every day. Pick what vibes with you even if that's one day or two prompts combined or even just one prompt.)
The FAQ - a non-exhaustive list of questions and answers.
The AO3 COLLECTION - currently locked, will be unlocked May 11th.
The ASK BOX - got questions? comments? concerns? Don't be shy!
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Now I have RULES
No AI generated text or images will be promoted during this event.
All ships, genres, ratings, and formats are welcome just as long as they’re Cal-centric! (Does not mean Cal-POV, the focus just needs to be Cal.)
Any previews of art, fic, or other media will only be reblogged if they are SFW.
All works must be tagged with the appropriate ships and warnings.
If you are posting fanfiction on tumblr, any words beyond the first 500 must be under “read more.”
Works posted on tumblr will only be found/reblogged if they use the tag #calkestisweek2024 - that is the only tag being tracked.
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breakfastteatime · 3 days
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plane drabble fic for @breakfastteatime who requested BD-1 going on a Cal rescue mission, kinda like a reverse of what happens on Ordo Eris. Very fun prompt!!
The ducts are small. Too small for humans, but there’s just enough space for BD-1 to creep through slowly. The Star Destroyer is large, but BD-1 doesn’t need to sleep while he’s on the hunt. All he needs is his Cal back, and maybe to leave something nasty in the ship’s computer. Or blow it up. He’s not feeling particularly picky on that part. He scuttles past a grated opening and overhears an officer complaining about the caf. A left turn brings him over the Stormtrooper barracks. BD almost risks a scan of the armour left abandoned below, knowing it would give them an advantage when he frees his Cal, but stops himself because the glow from the scanner would give him away.
It was only a lucky stun shot from a sniper that downed his Cal in the first place. BD hadn’t been doing his job. That’s why he needs to save his Cal. He snuck onto the transport after the Troopers that hauled Cal away and now he’s sneaking through the vents trying to figure out where the Imperials keep the brig on their ships. The layout so far as followed as logical a set up as an organic can make, If BD-1 keeps going on the path he’s chosen then he should reach the brig and his Cal in no time at all. He turns another corner and comes face to face with a mouse droid. It shrieks, high and shrill, yelling about danger and intruders. BD rears back before beeping at it to shut up. It doesn’t. So BD readies his electric prod in hopes that he can intimidate it into being quiet. The mouse droid flees. BD chases it for a moment, then stops as he watches it bump against the walls of the vent in it’s panic. It probably doesn’t know the way out, BD-1 guesses. The stupid thing likely accidentally wandered in through a missing grate. He lets it run screaming into the depths of the ship. Finding his Cal is the higher priority. Three more turns and BD can finally look down through a grate and see the telltale red glow of a ray-shield. He’s found the brig at last. The excitement is cut by the fact that at least four stormtroopers are stationed in the small hub. But BD-1 can be patient, despite what all the organics who live on the Mantis might say. He watches, zooming in on the computer readouts as the troopers flick through various displays. Apparently there’s a rather volatile ugnaught in one of the cells, along with a host of people who probably did a fat lot of nothing to get on the Empire’s bad side. Then, at last, they switch to a readout for human male - Jedi, and BD has him. It’s a short hop over to the proper grate with slats so thin he can’t see through it, but he knows his Cal is on the other side. The grate falls away with a clatter and BD-1 hops down into the cell with the help of his boosters. His Cal lies on his side facing away from BD. The sound of the grate falling didn’t send him into full alert, which is worrying. With a quick scan BD-1 can tell his Cal is physically okay and his breathing pattern indicates unconsciousness. The Imperials must have drugged him or keep stunning him. Well, BD knows one surefire way to wake someone up. He loads a stim and primes it to launch and gets out his electric prod. His Cal doesn’t have time to lie around when they have an escape to make. Five minutes and several expletives later, BD-1 is back in his favourite spot on his Cal’s back, getting treated to the view of him ripping apart the brig with the Force. This Star Destroyer won’t know what hit it.
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breakfastteatime · 3 days
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Are you even a Millennial if you didn't see at least one AMV set to this song back in the day?
the real otp test is what ship you think of when you hear iris by the goo goo dolls
(if any of you bitches tries to tell me it’s not the greatest most romantic song of all time we’re going to fight)
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breakfastteatime · 4 days
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by t*tomorrow
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breakfastteatime · 4 days
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One week 'til the fic requests start posting!!! They are all fully drafted, and let me tell you, the last one I wrote made me cry in public, so that's great 🙃
Usually fics will be posted on Mondays and Fridays, but seeing as Survivor came out a year ago next Sunday, we gotta celebrate 🥳
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breakfastteatime · 4 days
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Cal says WRITE!
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breakfastteatime · 4 days
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CC: Bode Akuna (✿◡‿◡)
"no attachments" in SW literally just means "don't be selfish and possessive". that's it. that's all there is. doesn't mean jedi can't have friends and loved ones. they can. just. don't be possessive and selfish about it. don't murder thousands of people in an effort to save one.
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breakfastteatime · 4 days
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Cal Kestis | Jedi Survivor
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