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emlovessid · 4 months
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@jegulus-microfic january 8, converse, 140 words
James has a hopeful smile on his face as he watches Regulus unwrap his present.
Pulling aside the tissue paper, Regulus feels unexpectedly emotional when his eyes land on the pair of dark green Converse nestled inside the box. They’re muggle shoes that James and Sirius have each had for years; Regulus has always liked them but has never even been to a muggle store, let alone knows where he could buy them.
“I didn’t choose green just because you’re a Slytherin and therefore you must like green. But Sirius said that even as a kid it was—”
“My favourite colour,” Regulus whispers, looking up at James with tears in his eyes before pressing a soft kiss to his lips. “Thank you.”
Regulus wears them to death, until even Effie’s best repair spells can’t fix how worn out they are.
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dawning-star · 3 months
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ex0rin · 2 years
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the Empire has been choking us so slowly we're starting not to notice.
Andor s01e07: Announcement
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chaotic-archaeologist · 7 months
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Made this in class today
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wantonlywindswept · 1 year
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Mand’alor Grogu ficbit 1
how about that show The Mandalorian, eh? shame it ended after only two seasons
(i kid i kid. .....mostly.)
anyway DinLuke reincarnation AU where Din became Mand’alor (started, ironically, before 3.6). It’s 500 years later, and now Grogu is the Mand’alor.
btw if anyone has an idea for a title for luke that doesn’t include his name (such as Grandmaster Skywalker) I wouldn’t mind some ideas tossed my way. i want to do titles for him and Din (so Mand’alor the Badass for Din or smth) that make them seem larger than life
using ‘buir’ (mother/father/parent) for din to differentiate from ‘father’ for luke bc...i am lazy, mostly.
this is also very much a grogu that skews more mandalorian than jedi
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They called him Mand'alor the Eternal.
Grogu thought the title was more than a little silly, because he was all too aware that no being could be immortal, but he supposed that having been alive for over five hundred years could seem like a very long time for many species. 
He also was, admittedly, a permanent fixture of Sundari in the minds of many. He'd been there ever since the city had been restored--including being immortalized in a statue commemorating the occasion, which remained deeply embarrassing but the traitors on his Council wouldn't let him remove it--and was present for all of the milestones that followed.
From being cradled in his buir's arms during the first broadcast speech of a reunited Mandalore to the coming of age celebration just last week, Grogu Djarin was inseparable from Mandalore itself.
"Grandmaster Mand'alor!"
At least his other heritage was never ignored, either.
Though he wouldn't particularly mind if that particular epithet was forgotten. Despite his close involvement with the new Jedi Order and numerous attempts to wheedle him into the position, he never actually had been the Grandmaster.
Grand by definition of old, maybe.
"Nadire," Grogu sighed, watching the young human Padawan bounce into his office, "How many times have I said not to call me that?"
"At least fifty-two," the girl replied dutifully. She was still in the loose brown robes used during sparring, her training saber smacking against her thigh as she stumbled to a halt in front of his desk. A little bit of the Force speeding her steps, perhaps; pre-teen was usually when they started enhancement exercises.
"So why do you persist in using it?"
Nadire beamed proudly.
"Because Master Anakin said it would be funny as f--"
"Grandfather's been skulking around again?" Grogu interrupted, straightening warily. The Temple didn't usually have Force ghosts hanging around anymore; five hundred mostly-peaceful years of a combined Jedi and Mandalorian society didn't often elicit input from the long-gone masters.
(Or ever, from one master in particular.)
"Yep! He said he wouldn't miss this for the world!"
Well. That was definitely not extremely concerning or anything.
"Did he happen to say what 'this' was?" Grogu asked, not particularly wanting an answer. 
This was good, because he didn't get one.
Nadire shook her head.
"He just said someone should come get you."
"Mand'alor!"
Grogu looked up as one of his Protectors marched in through the open door, blue armor polished to a shine. He couldn't help but smile upon recognizing both the Clan insignia and the person wearing it.
"Rikke," he said warmly. 
Tarikke Vizsla saluted sharply, inclining his horned helmet.
"Uncle," he greeted, because no descendant of Grogu's own irascible uncle would ever need to stand on ceremony with him. "One of our patrols saw an escape pod eject from a passing commercial vessel; it was followed toward Mandalore by a gunship that has ties to the slave trade on Nal Hutta. They intercepted and neutralized the crew, and the pod crashed just south of Keldabe. Both occupants have been successfully retrieved without injury from the impact."
"From the impact?" Grogu repeated sharply.
"They had prior injuries," Tarikke affirmed grimly. "And they're requesting safe haven, only..."
Tarikke's hands clenched into fists at his sides.
"They're just kids," he ground out. "A pair of human boys. Mirn said the oldest can't be more than ten years standard."
Grogu stood up from his desk.
Nadire grimaced and took one large step backward. Tarikke stiffened automatically, because Vizslas often had a little bit of the Force in them, and Grogu was positive that whatever he was emanating in the Force right now was not the calm of a Jedi.
Neither a Mandlorian or a Jedi would tolerate violence against children, and Grogu was very famously both.
He pulled on his helmet, and rested his hand on the Darksaber at his side.
Perhaps some people were in need of a reminder.
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charminea · 9 months
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ship I never thought I'd ship... you know...
cause he killed her baby and all.
And then she killed some babies.
Doesn't that make them the same though??? Same hobbies and all.
They look good. Think about it - most powerful emperor in the world and most powerful sorceress in the world... it could work right?
She's also a fresh widow. And he needs a queen.
And idk what I'm talking about, just need someone to write a fanfiction based on this.
But out of context?? - this totally looks like flirting. Fringilla was probably feeling awkward as eff watching her boss flirt with her girlfriend. And that's why she's so done with Emhyr later omg. See, it all tracks. Also helps that Dilfgaard has all the hotties. Emhyr, Fran, Fringie, Vilgefortz, Rience, Lydia etc.
Yup, all this, that's my headcanon. Don't mind me.
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etakeh · 3 months
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So, let's say a person can't sleep and is still awake at early-am when it's time to give the cat her pills.
The cat, asking me not to peel her:
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Assuming there are no appointments or scheduled activities, what's the next move?
Back to bed, even though sleep doesn't seem to be a thing? Bed is warm and comfy, after all. Weren't going to get anything done anyway.
Or
Get up. Curl up on the couch with a book, hot beverage, blanket, and recently-pilled cat. Maybe inspiration will strike, and something will get done - but if nothing else, doze off on the couch.
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goosemixtapes · 1 year
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actually i experience “body horror” every day. because. um. i have one
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truepeaceinspace · 1 year
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metroid is about isolation
but metroid is also about learning to do trick jumps from random animals who celebrate when you get it right, and about saving them even as the planet shudders under your feet
and metroid is about lowering your gun when you meet the last of a species who's only just hatched, and gently holding out your hand
and metroid is about accidentally calling the name of someone you care about, who you thought you'd lost, and finding out they've been with you the whole time
and about a little scribble of a child with their parents tucked into the corner of a grand mural
and about the gifts left behind by others because they may be gone before they get to meet you, but that won't stop them from helping you
metroid is about love actually
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egophiliac · 7 months
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just thinking about hair and faces
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bloodydeanwinchester · 7 months
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oh my god look at him he is so friggin cute.
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smartzelda · 1 year
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...how do you make a post like "character that deserved a better ending in canon!" and as the image for the character, use the image from the canon ending that displays them as the happiest they've been in like fifteen years??
"They deserved better!" Well have fun with that but I saw that character and they seem pretty ecstatic about this. Sorry they didn't renounce the character you hate and "heal" in the exact way you wanted them to.
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do you- do you think that maybe, sometimes when Sally's feeling sad or overwhelmed she makes an offering and Poseidon sends rain to let her know she's not alone?
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tblsomedoodles · 7 months
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plushy time
sometimes you just have to curl up with your largest plushy until the world stops being so bad. You'll know you're there when you wake up from your impromptu nap having been tucked in at some point.
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cassiecasyl · 5 months
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If Alpha Centauri is a metaphor for Aziraphale and Crowley (two celestial entities dancing around each other for millenia; seeming as one from afar but still an impossible distance apart) and Alpha Centauri AB take about 80 years to complete an orbit, and Shax refers to 1941 by saying "sometime in the last 80, 90 years I remember hearing that you and Crowley were an item", am i good to assume that 1941 paralled 2023 in some way.
I mean, there's still the unexplained apology dance in 1941.
WHAT ELSE HAPPENED THAT YEAR BETWEEN THEM
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