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joels-shitty-puns · 2 months

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for the ask game: 1, 9, and 11 🧡

- @sugarcoated-lame 🥰

Hiiii! Thank you for the ask ❤️☺️

1. Comfort characters: Joel, Frankie, Marcus P, Javi G, Mando. (Tbh you could probably add any Pedro character haha.)

Non-Pedro: Grogu, any Disney character, the Criminal Minds BAU squad, I could go on 😅

9. Which coffee do I prefer, hot or cold? Both! It depends on my mood. Usually hot in the morning and cold in the afternoon :) unless it's cold out.

11. Favorite extracurricular activity: Video games, writing, reading, snow skiing, music, TV/movies!

#ask game #a answers questions #A answers asks

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ihearthes · 7 months

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He didnt go to Mitch’s show bc he didnt wanna make it about him or take attention away from it but he is okay with going to that fuckass play for his “girlfriend” and taking attention away from her and making it about him?? Well, when its put like that it makes sense bc he doesnt actully care about Taylor but he does care about Mitch and it shows bc he only went 3 times on days when press and paps where present and forgot it existed outside that.

He was in London for the wrap of Taylor’s play. Clearly that was important to him too.

Was it tho? Mitch has been a long time close friend of years i reckon he is more important than some girl he’s known for 2 months and who will be dropped eventually. Idk.

#a answers asks

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duxhess-kryzewan · 2 years

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Oh my gosh I love your writing so much! Could you do Satine telling obi wan she's pregnant in an au where he stayed and they got married?

- Unexpectedly-

Most things in Satine's life had come without warning.

The outbreak of the Mandalorian Civil war had uprooted her life so suddenly some day she still feels like she hasn't quite found her footing yet. One day she was simply another member of Mandalorian nobility, and it seemed like the next she was given an entire planet to lead.

Obi-Wan came without warning too.

They had fought from the moment they were introduced. Every day it felt as though there was something new to argue about. Part of her couldn't stand him, with his proclivity for combat and sarcastic remarks. It drove her crazy most days. And yet, she found that the other part of her had fallen hopelessly in love with him.

The realization vexed her completely, because it was not the time for her to fall in love. Her planet was at war, her people dying, and she knew the ways of the Jedi. Attachments were forbidden. There is no emotion, there is peace. A vow that her Jedi protector was dedicated too.

She likes to think it was the same for him. That one day he realized beneath all the jabs was something more complex than either of them would have ever predicted, and perhaps learning he had loved her too was the most unexpected thing of it all.

The night before they were set to part had been spent curled into his side, holding onto him as if her life depended on it. The universe was far too large and Satine knew they were far too small in comparison to it all. Crossing paths again once they parted held all but an impossible possibility.

"You could stay," She whispered that night, "I would never fault you for leaving. But if remaining here is something you would want...just know that maybe I want that too."

She would never outright tell him to walk away. It was the only life he had ever known, and she had a planet to begin rebuilding. She wanted it to be his choice in the end, no matter how badly she didn't want to let him go.

Watching him board his ship and head towards Coruscant felt like a piece of her died.

A week later he showed up her doorstep and had been by her side since.

"I would like to stay," He told her, "Should her grace still allow it."

They had married later that year, and she was saved by him all over again.

It had been seven years since then. Rebuilding her planet had been - and continues to be - a daunting task. Despite how much the New Mandalorian movement has flourished there was still so much to be done. Having taken a Jetii for a husband certainly hadn't helped matter much in the beginning.

But Obi-Wan was nothing if not charming, and the publics opinion of him had swayed greatly in their favor over the years. He was just as dedicate to serving the people as she was, and they had agreed their duties now lay with protecting their people.

He had been on Concordia for the past two days, having traveled for the funeral of a prominent clan leader. The death was too sudden for a rearrangement of her schedule, and so Obi-Wan had taken it upon himself to go in her place, despite her reassurances that he didn't have too.

"It'll be three days," He told her the morning of his departure, "You'll hardly even notice my absence."

"Of course I will," She told him softly, "In case you've foolishly forgotten, I am never not thinking of you."

Because even when she was knee deep in duty, he was always somewhere in the back of her mind.

It was fitting that when she learned of her pregnancy he was a world away. Another moment added to the long list of things hitting her when she least expects it.

She paces nervously around the balcony connected to their room. He had commed that morning to let her know he would be back by sundown, and the hours of waiting felt like an eternity. They had never discussed children. The galaxy was teetering on the brink of another war and Mandalore still needed so much of them.

There were times however when she looked upon her husband and wondered what a child of theirs would look like. If they would have his hair or her eyes. Would they be witty like him? Idealistic like her? Stubborn like the both of them?

For his part, Obi-Wan had never brought up the idea of children. For all Satine knew he could be completely opposed to the idea entirely. Surely being raised in the order meant there was no room for daydreaming of such things. She fears that all the years of being taught to avoid attachment pushed the thought of children out of his mind completely.

Her hand coils around the balconies railing in an attempt to steady herself. It all felt like too much.

“Satine?”

The dread of the unknown had overtaken her thoughts entirely, so much so that she hadn’t even heard him approach.

“Obi-Wan.” She breathes out, nearly falling over entirely.

He stood at the balcony’s entryway, arms crossed over his chest and a playful smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

“Should I come back at a better time?” He teases, “You seem rather distracted. Perhaps I-“

She doesn’t think; all sense of propriety had fled her the moment she heard his voice and she practically flings herself into his arms. For a moment the fear and anxiety that had held her mind hostage melted away. Even after all this time there is no one she feels safer with that him. He would always be her Jedi Protector first, husband second.

“Hush.” She commands gently.

Obi-Wan does as he’s told.

This pregnancy, too, was just another thing that came without warning.

She burrows her head in the crook of his neck and inhales deeply. Two days felt like a lifetime when they hadn’t spent a night apart in years and, force, did she miss him.

“Dearest?” Obi-Wan questions lightly.

There are too many things she needs to tell him, yet she feels as though the words are stuck in her throat.

“Satine, you’re trembling.”

She hadn’t even noticed. Had she been doing that all evening?

“I-“ She pauses long enough to uncoiled herself from him, “I’m alright.”

He kisses her then, soundly and softly and she worries her knees will give out all together.

“You’re not.” He says when they part, clearly unconvinced by her words, “Let’s go inside.”

Their fingers stayed interlocked as they make their way through the door and Satine feels another wave of anxiety wash over her.

“Satine,” He prompts, taking her other hand in his, “I know when something is troubling you.”

Her gaze drops to their conjoined hands and briefly her eyes gloss over her abdomen. There was no indication to her pregnancy yet, but she could already feel

When she looks back up to her husband she finds his own gaze trained on her. There was such concern in his eyes; such love.

“I’m pregnant.”

She had intended to deliver the news with a bit more eloquence, but the moment she saw the look in his eyes the words came tumbling out before she could stop herself.

She sees the moment it finally dawns on him what she said; how his eyes shift from concerned to something more akin to shock, how his lips part in the most minuscule of gasps.

His prolonged silence scares her.

“Obi-Wan…” Her bottom lip trembles as she talks, the urge to cry overwhelming her senses, “Say something.”

He blinks, almost startled, before finally his eyes land on their conjoined hands. She knows what he’s really looking at though; the flat valley of her abdomen that would soon grow into something more.

“Ben,” she prompts, almost begging at this point, “Please.”

His hands let go of her own and find their way to her waist.

“Pregnant…”

He smiles.

“Obi-Wan?”

In an instant she’s being pulled into his arms as he practically lifts her off the ground, pressing a series of kisses to wherever his lips could reach.

“You’re pregnant.” The laugh that follows is filled with pure joy and that’s all it takes for Satine to finally let the tears come.

“I’m pregnant.” She affirms, cupping his face in her hands.

He kisses her again before setting her down.

“Are you okay?” He runs his hands gently up and down her sides, “You had me worried, the way you were trembling earlier. I thought something was wrong.”

She pauses, having been so caught up in the moment that she completely forgot about her fears from before.

“I’m fine,” She assures, “The doctor assured me everything is good.”

He breathes a sigh of relief, “Thank force.”

“You’re okay with this, then? Truly?”

He shakes his head, clearly a bit baffled by the question.

“I am elated, Satine.” He assures, "Euphoric. Deliriously happy. Surely you hadn't thought I wouldn't be?"

“Children was never something we discussed,” Satine says, “And with a galactic war looming on the horizon, our duties here, I had worried perhaps you would have found the news ill-timed.”

She had been foolish to think he would have been anything other than happy.

"Having this - having you - at times feels much like a dream, one so far from the order I once served and what I thought I could have." He moves one of his hands hesitantly over her abdomen, "Satine, I could be be nothing but overjoyed at the prospect of having a child with you."

Somedays she wishes life had been a bit kinder to her. No planet torn to pieces by war, no throne to inherit while her world was in shambles, no spending days on end running from bounty hunters with an infuriating Jedi padawan and his master.

But then, had life not hit her without warning any of those times, she never would have found Obi-Wan.

"I'm terrified," She admits quietly, before smiling, "But I am overjoyed all the same.”

Both of them are grinning widely, and just before he pulls her in for another kiss she thinks to herself that there would never be a child more loved in the Galaxy.

#obitine #obi wan x satine #obitine fanfiction #obitine fanfic #obitine prompt #obitine au #obitine fluff #a answers asks

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joels-shitty-puns · 4 months

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💐 once you receive this lovely bouquet of flowers you have to mention five things you love, publicly, and send it to 10 of your favorite followers if you want. SPREAD POSITIVITY! ⛅️🥩💜

This is so sweet 🥺🥺❤️❤️❤️ thank you!!!!

I love:

1. Pedro! (And his characters)

2. Animals

3. The ocean

4. Music

5. Books

#crying #A answers asks #A answers questions

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ihearthes · 7 months

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Why didn’t Harry go to a Mitch’s show? Do you think it was because he wanted the spotlight on Mitch and not him?

I would say that’s a good bet because the story wouldn’t have been about Mitch’s music but about Harry’s presence. In his album promo, Mitch has been careful to brush off any questions about Harry (a skill he probably learned from the man himself). Harry is clearly supportive of Mitch since he used his own Erskine Records for Come June. We know he was cheering loudly at Slane and Wembley. And he posted on his IG stories about the album which he doesn’t do for just anyone.

But also, Harry can’t be everywhere for everyone. He was in London for the wrap of Taylor’s play. Clearly that was important to him too.

#harry styles #a answers asks #mitchell rowland 2023 #come June

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ao3commentoftheday · 6 months

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do you know where "no beta we die like x" comes from and how it is used?

The term "beta" in this context is short for "beta reader" - a person who reads a fic while it's still in the editing stage and helps the writer get it ready to post. Some betas check grammar. Some check canon compliance. Some are sensitivity readers. There are lots of things that betas can do.

So functionally, saying "no beta" means that the writer didn't get this checked by a second person before they posted it. It's a warning that there might be errors or typos etc. It's mostly used when an author has written something quickly and is posting without doing a lot of (or any) edits first.

As for where it comes from? It all started with a bumper sticker.

This image was an internet meme at one point, and it got meme'd on in the form of "no ___ we ___ like men"

Here on tumblr, one of the versions that got really popular was from now-deleted user @grec1a who created this version:

From there, it migrated to AO3 as the "no beta we die like men" tag, and very often the word men is replaced by the name of a character who dies in canon.

#asks and answers

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evilwizard · 3 months

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what is the difference between a witch and a wizard

wizards are mathematicians and physicists. witches are chemists and biologists

#evil inbox #my answer is going to keep changing every time y’all ask

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fluffydancer618 · 11 months

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Have you ever partaken in the flesh of another?

#/jjj /lh /nm #the answer is yes obviously btw #i need a tag for ask

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thenon-fictiondays · 2 months

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lmao he looks so smug about this

#dungeon meshi #btw im not ignoring asks i just don't have the brainspace to answer rn

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deep-space-netwerk · 3 months

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What do you mean by Venus floating cities?

I'm hoping to write a science fiction story about visiting Venus as part of the space race and I would love your input

Alright so the thing with Venus is that we're all very familiar with her horrible hell-death clouds and 900°F surface temperatures. We all understand the surface of Venus is not a fun place for humans to be.

But, nobody ever talks about the fact that ABOVE the hell-death clouds, Venus is a paradise. The most Earth-like environment we know of in the solar system, beyond Earth itself, is actually in the skies of Venus.

About 30 miles above the surface, the pressure is ~1 atmosphere, and the temperature ranges from 30 - 100°F, which is Happy Human™ standard pressure and temperature.

What's more, a breathable mix of oxygen and nitrogen provides over 60% the lifting power on Venus that helium does on Earth. In other words, a balloon full of human-breathable air would float to the habitable range of Venus's atmosphere. We could float a ship with the very air we breathe.

The other great thing about this is that it avoids one of the big problems with Mars colonization. On Mars, any habitat on the surface full of breathable air is vulnerable to leaks and explosive decompression, a la the Martian.

Floating on Venus, a balloon full of breathable air doesn't have a significant pressure difference between the inside and the outside. Which means, any leaks or tears would be very slow and manageable. You could fix that shit with duct tape!

Similarly, because the environment outside the balloon is so Earth-like, humans living there wouldn't need any big fancy pressurized suits for extravehicular work. We'd need air to breathe, maybe some heat protection, and protection against the acid rain. That's it.

Venus also provides the tools to keep us fed! It's atmosphere is made primarily of carbon dioxide, even above the dense horrible clouds. What likes carbon dioxide? Plants from Earth!! Lets grow FOOD on FLOATING PLATFORMS in the SKIES of VENUS.

This whole idea actually came out of a NASA effort exploring potential Venus colonization. The program was called HAVOC - the High Altitude Venus Operational Concept.

It hasn't really gone anywhere, and as far as I know there are no real plans to revisit it. Unfortunately, from a practicality standpoint, Mars is a much more viable target for human colonization. Not only is it better poised for outer solar system exploration, being farther away from the sun, but living on Venus would come with too many complicated contingencies. In the event of a major failure on Venus, you'd need to fly to another base, or fuck off all the way to orbit. I understand why people aren't really in a hurry to live somewhere where landing on the surface means certain death.

But that doesn't mean I won't be forever and always enamored by the skies of Venus. Here's one of the artist concepts to come out of HAVOC.

I want to be there.

#venus #nasa #space #space exploration #HAVOC #blimp #spost #venus my beloved #single most underrated planet #asked and answered

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singlethread · 4 months

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I just learned today that Blorbo is a made up term and NOT the main character in the Hobbit

Anon I’m obsessed with you

#amelia answers asks #also the fact that you came to tell me

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runawaymarbles · 1 year

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...what is the "sex is just rock climbing" category

It was kind of a joke between me and a friend ("you wouldn't judge someone for having gone rock climbing with a bunch of different people") but honestly the more I thought about it the more I bought into it unironically because:

It is a physical activity done with one or more partners

You should only go rock climbing with people you trust to not let you fall

You should not go rock climbing with someone who is drunk or currently incapable of rational decision-making

Some people get super super super into rock climbing and do not shut up about all the places they have climbed and how many are left on their bucket list and these people are usually men between the ages of 20 and 35 and like it's fine dude I'm glad you're happy but I don't know what most of those mountains even are

While many consider it a fun activity, pressuring someone into climbing when they don't want to (or ignoring their feelings and just dangling them off a cliff,) could cause both psychological and physical trauma

There is no moral value to it whatsoever. Who you have gone rock climbing with (or whether you have rock climbed at all) has no bearing on who you are as a person. Imagine telling someone "it's not that heights make you nauseous, it's just that you haven't found the right person to belay you!" or "you need to save your first time rock climbing for someone special." That would be absurd.

For some people it is a deep and moving personal experience.

historically I have not asked myself "will this aggravate my hip flexor injury" before participating when perhaps I should have 😔

#asks #answers #rock climbing #op

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