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fatuismooches · 5 months

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oh if pantalone actually found out abt dottore's sweet tooth... poor fking zandik. he would never hear the end of it, ig it would be like that with a few other harbingers like old grandpa. but he'll either let it go, or not talk abt it as much.

columbina as well, she would mostly tell you all abt the funny things she heard and came across with some of the segments receiving sweets, how some poor agent was about to be trown trough a wall until the segment catched their favorite sweet in the corner of their eye.

scaramouche even, when he's being experimented on, he noticed some- sry A LOT -of the doctors agents carrying what smelled and looked like sweets, ofc he was confused at first and disgusted on why dottore's agents of all people would be carrying sweets with them. only when he found out in front of him he started commenting on that instead of how dirty the room is.

dottore himself would probably blame them all (mostly money man) for making people give him sweets everywhere he goes.

luckily for you though, he would never believe you were the one who told the agents

-luv ya

Pantalone and Columbina, being the nosiest people when it comes to the Doctor's affairs, are over the moon when they learn of his sweet tooth. One, it serves as peak entertainment to see the others offer it to him, but they also like to mock him by doing the same. Pulling out a piece of candy to appease the great Second Harbinger's temper tantrum all while he's on the verge of losing it as Pantalone decreases the budget again or Bina decides to be her annoying self and tell you silly stories of what he did when he was first recruited. It's very, very funny. (Whenever you visit Pantalone, he always urges you to take home the leftover sweets for your husband, all with a smile on his face, because he can just picture Dottore's reaction. Pulcinella finds it rather cute, to be honest, typical grandad activities. Gives you some recipes to try.)

Scaramouche has always hated the Doctor. But now he despises him even more. Because a sweet tooth? Really? The puppet does not favor sweet things so being around them... having to witness a segment inhale the sweet in a gulp... purely nauseating. He always brings up how disgusting it is but the segments really do not care about him in the slightest about what an experiment thinks.

You're just glad you haven't been found out... yet. You're their perfect darling, you would never sell them out, right? Yes... right, of course, dear!

#smooches talks #luv ya anon #dottore love notes <3 #dottore's sweet saga continues...#LUV YA TOO ANON!#ALSO THE WAY U CALLED PULCINELLA OLD GRANDPA IM DEAD

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caelanglang · 11 months

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first verse . seven cuts .

I hope to bring this out of wip jail soon…

song: THE LONELIEST - Måneskin

messiest storyboards that I am not doing properly bc I suck pls don’t be like me…

also animated another dead character breathing yahoo

#shoutout to the anon who inboxed me abt liking both my fluff and angst here ya go. angst. <3 #I’m scared to share this bc it’s still a wip and the story boards are so messy #and I know some people here are actually trained on stuffs like these and I’m just ;w; scribble awayyyy #but I wanted to share my progress :’3 #yes I am brewing my first animatic ofc it had to be abt beast ehehehe #yes this all began when I joined the skk bb last year and my partner gave me the vision #bsd #bsd beast #wip #wip jail #art progress #hehe one of the perks of being in tumblr s that there’s less anxiety posting stuffs ig or maybe that’s just me idk #also guess who animated another dead character breathing--*gets shot*

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bumblingbabooshka · 7 months

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Harry Kim saying Naomi is lucky to be born on Voyager and that he would have given "anything" to have her life when he was a kid...

#He sees NO downsides????#Also I love how Neelix was yelling and panicked and Harry was like 'haha ok buddy. Hey this little guy is ugly huh~? See ya later!'#absolutely unbothered and not the least bit curious - love him <3 #saw someone post about how they don't like 'once upon a time' bc Neelix doesn't tell Naomi right away about her mother .... bro.#c'mon. Anyway I love Neelix and him trying so hard to shield Naomi from bad things / upset bc he KNOWS how fucking painful #it is to lose a family DID make me tear up.#Also Naomi in that burned-down forest (symbolic of innocence?) was a kickass visual. Neelix telling her about his family and Naomi trying #to comfort HIM??? SHE'S SUCH A GOOD KID MAN....Neelix making her a flotter doll was also v cute #OH AND Naomi going 'I Am Borg...' and Neelix going '~??? No you're not~!!!' and Naomi giggling...added NOTHING to the #episode - as it should be!! Sometimes you've just gotta have a really cute silly moment <3 #Tuvok: [says something] / Tom: Nice bedside manner Tuvok =_=#Tuvok: [about to say the most beautiful comforting words you've ever heard one parent say to another] And I took that personally.#Love how Naomi is scared of Seven at first...girl that's your roommate.#HEHEH she starts off the series scared of her but by the end she's her little buddy and also her intern #but yeah never forget that Harry Kim can and will say the most unhinged things but so casually that no one will really clock it #NEVER forget that he says he remembers.....either being an infant or his own birth - both WILD to me #Harry Kim lowkey loves destiny and being special and the idea of 'chosen ones' and the narrative even though he will fight it all if it #harms the ones he loves #Harry: (guy from an alternate timeline who replaced the dead Naomi with the alive one from his own) That kid's living the dream <3

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dawnlotus-draws · 9 months

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A loneliness like morning frost.

#dsmp fanart #dsmp #c!tubbo #c!tubbo fanart #dsmp tubbo #YEAHH drawing my boy again. literally drawing him makes me so happy #gosh the current arc on the brain loop is snowchester and for me personally overall the feeling of loneliness was more pervasive than the #domestic fluff. Both of them were equally important to each other - the loneliness and the love #but between the lore streams I can only imagine what kind of chill that house held. especially those last few months #with cranboo dead - their ghost slowly fading away - ctommy watching ctubbo from afar invisible #I downloaded two Snowchester Zines awhile back - and each of them had Drastically different tones. I LOVED both.#one made me warm and the other cold. The one called Safeguard does an amazing job of depicting the haunting feeling of Snowchester #anyway. ahem. yes I’ve still been drawing and stuff just have not been on tumblr so much. see ya guys next post <3 #dawnsart

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deiaiko · 3 months

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#19.3 Unravel

It had been some time since Agni felt this nervous. Not even talking with Jinsung Ha recently had made him feel like this. He fiddled with the mask on his hand as he waited for Grace to come back. He had thought hard on how to deliver the news, but he knew that no matter how he phrased it, Grace would be upset. Velt nuzzled under his palm and Agni gave her a few pats, before deciding that she would be better inside her bowl in his lighthouse, just in case the shinsu acted up around Grace after he received the news.

Grace came back wearing the comfiest shirt and shorts Agni knew Grace liked to wear on lazy days. He joined him on the floor, and they ate dinner together. Agni always finished last, so while waiting for him to finish his meal, Grace told him about his day with Bam. Grace was intrigued by how much his way of thinking had changed, and how glad he was to be able to be by Bam's side when he was having a bad day. It reminded Agni of the hidden floor, when Grace faced his sworn enemy.

They left the used bowls on the coffee table and went to brush their teeth. Afterwards, they turned off the light and went upstairs to sit on their bed. Grace's curious gaze never left him, and Agni curled his feet nervously.

Grace was the one who broke the silence. "So…what is it?"

Agni's breath hitched. This was the part he dreaded most. "I talked with the crocodile earlier. Did you know that he could manipulate stone already?"

"Huh." Grace needed a few seconds to let the information sink in. "Didn't Rak learn it on the Hell train? How does he know it?"

"Turns out our crocodile also traveled back to the past like us. He found the young crocodile and taught him."

"What?!" Grace gasped, wide eyed. "That means our Rak is–!!"

"He's dead." Agni quickly snuffed out that hope. They had been in delusion for long enough; it was time that they faced the bitter truth. "He suffered a fatal injury from the explosion. He couldn't have lasted long without proper help." Agni omitted the actual cause for Rak's death, but still kept his words true. "I'm sorry."

"…Oh." Grace looked lost, just like Agni was. His lips parted a little, but they closed before any sound escaped.

Agni gently squeezed Grace's hand, encouraging and comforting as he let the silence stretch on, giving Grace some time to process the information.

"Agni…" Grace whispered, "do you think Hatz and Isu…?"

Agni bit his lip and avoided his gaze, as the nightmare of that day replayed in his mind. He witnessed Hatz get his arms ripped off when trying to protect him. He could still recall the clang of a sword hitting the floor, and Hatz's suppressed scream that gnawed deep at his guilt. He witnessed Isu get beheaded after being taken hostage, the memory of warm blood painting them both still vivid like it happened yesterday.

Agni refused to acknowledge their possible deaths, because it felt like a nightmare that one day he could hopefully wake up from. He avoided the topic when Grace brought it up, so he wouldn't have to say it aloud and make it real. He had been so hard on himself, because he couldn't get rid of the feeling that he had failed Grace and everyone else involved.

Agni knew this had to change if he wanted to live better, now that they had gotten a second chance. So he swallowed down the lump in his throat that had built up over the years and asked mostly to himself; "What are the odds of their survival?"

"There's always a chance–"

"Grace." Agni looked him straight in the eye. "They were already severely injured before the explosion hit."

Grace fell silent and went still.

Agni felt a pang of guilt upon witnessing Grace's reaction. "Sorry. I didn't mean to snap." Agni fiddled with his hands. He realized that he didn't know how much Grace knew of what happened. "My scar…do you know how I got it?"

"I…was told it was from the family heads' battle." Grace looked thoughtful. Agni knew he was trying to be careful with his words. "A stray attack?"

"It could have been worse." The memory of the scorching heat on his skin felt like it had only happened yesterday. He passed out right when he was about to heal Isu, and only found out later that he also lost sweetfish at that time. The days he spent recovering from the burn, to withstand the excruciating pain every second he was conscious, and finally coming to terms that it'd be a permanent scar, was one of the turning points that had changed him forever. Were Grace not there to care for him, he might have ended up destroying himself even more.

Agni hadn't realized he had his left hand clawing on his cheek until Grace pried his hand off and frowned, "You're doing it again."

"Maybe I should wear the mask…" Agni muttered to himself. After all, Grace gave it to him less so he could hide the scar but more to prevent him from unconsciously hurting himself. The only time he could safely take it off was when Grace was around.

Agni bit his lip nervously when Grace didn't reply. He no longer had the courage to look Grace in the eye that spoke so much concern, so he leaned close and rested his head on Grace's chest. "Rak, Isu, Hatz and Hwaryun were trying to get me out of that damned place. But we were caught while escaping, and…it was a bloodbath. I was…too occupied to react to the incoming heat. Rak shielded us from the explosion. And when I woke up…"

"They weren’t with you," Grace finished it for him after Agni trailed off a moment too long.

Agni nodded dazedly, "I've been telling myself that they're still alive, after a blow that could kill rankers. But…who am I kidding? I was lucky enough to survive with just this little–" Agni vaguely pointed to himself– "inconvenience."

Agni felt a hand gripping his arm, and he pulled away to see Grace looking at him with a pained expression. His eyes were glossy and his lips were pulled into a thin line. Trusting his instinct, Agni reached out to gently trace and cup Grace's cheek with his free hand.

"I'm sorry," Agni muttered. "I'm sorry, for not telling you sooner."

Agni silently witnessed tears that streamed down on his love's face. It was a bitter sight that Agni wished he'd never have to see again, that he had tried to avoid for so long by not telling him. He pulled Grace in and held him close to his chest, as if Agni was trying to gather his own crumbled heart back together.

Grace mumbled their late best friends' names as he held onto him tighter, shaking from each breath he took between sniffles.

Agni felt his own eyes sting with unshed tears. He remembered the years he spent climbing the tower together with his old team. Despite their banter being his source of headaches, Agni knew he too had come to acknowledge them as his cherished friends. Only when they were gone did Agni realize how much he'd miss having them around. Seeing the younger them didn't exactly close the gaping hole in his heart, but at least the emptiness was more filled.

Agni squeezed Grace tighter. "We have their younger selves with us now. We will protect them better this time."

Grace only nodded and sank further into his embrace. And Agni planted kisses on his hair, relishing the thought that after everything he had gone through, Grace was still a constant in his life. As long as he had him, everything would be okay.

When Grace started shaking again, Agni caressed his hair and hummed a comfort song they had known by heart. Still, it didn't make falling asleep any easier for Agni, especially not after admitting that his nightmare was very much real. However, as he had been through grief…this, too, would pass.

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#Whee we get to know some of their past. Specifically their turning point #I hope it flows nicely because i have rewritten this like 3 times now 😭😭😭 dialogues are just not my specialty #like how to make them reveal such information without making them come out of the blue #writing style aside. let's talk about why Agni behaves this way #I will save the details on the what and how for the prologue. but basically Agni had been through hell that he couldn't escape alone #Rak Hatz and Isu saved him (or attempted to). and Agni owed them for saving his life. thus the strong attachment that Khun doesn't have #also let me mention that Agni had trouble differentiating between hallucination and reality after the incident. So he was kind of in denial #maybe Agni had come to a conclusion that they might be dead months after that. but he was too afraid to admit it to Grace #because he thought it was partly his fault for being incompetent. and Grace would hate him for letting their friends die #not wanting to risk being left by Grace. he just put himself (and inevitably Grace too) in the illusion of truth #that there's still a chance their friends are still alive because they have no proof of their deaths #so when Agni was offered to go back to the past. he agreed to it. Already expecting that Rak Hatz Isu aren't the same ones that he looks fo #but it was as good as he could get to redeem himself. Plus they get to meet everyone else who they couldn't save #Anyway. I'm taking hiatus until April. In return I will answer if you have any questions whether it is written in the tags or sent via ask #see ya folks <3 we'll get more brothers and team bonding when I return #tower of god #tog #two sides of the same coin fic #my fic #my art #bam #25th bam #jue viole grace #khun #khun aguero agnis #khunbam #shibisu #ship leesoo #rak wraithraiser #hatz

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neptunesailing · 10 months

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tatsumi (enstars x hnk au)

#nep draws things #ensemble stars #enstars #sketch #tatsumi kazehaya #enstars x hnk au #ive been drawing ever since i woke up hjsdfj i think i should take a break #since the quartz is a much higher hardness level its very clunky to walk around in for tatsumi and he eventually gets used to it but its-#-definitely a process for him but for most of the time he covers it up with powder so you dont see the quartz #no gloves because he's a softer gem + socks are lower to signify he's a softer gem. and yet he still insists on fighting (DUDE U ALREADY LO #T UR LEG PLEASE THE LUNARIANS ARE GONNA COME BACK TO GET THE REST OF YA #anyway. sillysmile :) ttmy patrol together they are aware of e/o's impurities but love every part of e/o nonetheless < from tea (TY BTW <3)#tysm again tea for reminding me of this au i go craazy #i should redo airas sometime .. hm. lets hope i dont go into burnout HA #sorry to the people in my inbox rn but i AM TAKING A BREAK FOR THE REST OF THE DAY MY HAND IS DEAD SDJKFKJ

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blarrghe · 1 month

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haven't promoted this story in a minute because idk I got tired of tumblr and took a sort of break. Tomorrow I will be posting ch. 14, which is halfway through the story, so it's a great time to pick up...

The Hunter The Snake and the Fox

Rating: M | Category: M/M | Words: 27 081 | Chapters 13/28

Summary:

When Magister Dorian Pavus' expedition meets unexpectedly with a clan of unhappy Dalish elves, First Taren Lavellan may be the unhappiest among them. Unhappier still to be put to the task of helping to see his quest through. This is the tale of how a fortnight in the forests of the Free Marches can change everything.

And here's a long snippet from Ch. 3 for some Drama:

A sliver of light shone briefly in from a crack in the tent, and a leather-clad elf stomped through it. The elf barked something out towards the tent flap, and before Dorian could muster more than a groan, he stomped out again. Dorian blinked a few times after the fading blur of light.

Minutes went by. Possibly hours. Dorian’s head hurt. He tugged on the binds at his wrists, bending them uncomfortably this way and that. It only seemed to tighten them, so he stopped. His head began to clear. More time passed. He attempted to count the minutes. When the elf returned again, Dorian managed a few inquiring calls for attention. Things like, “Where are the others?”, and, “damnit, I’m talking to you!” His calls went ignored.

The elf poked his head back out into the bright daylight beyond the dark tent, and shouted something in grumpy Elvhen. Another elf soon pushed through the flap, they stomped grimly forward together, and then one on either side hoisted Dorian up by the elbows.

Dorian’s legs were half asleep and still bound, painfully tingling with each jostling step as the two elves dragged him forward. He groaned. The elf on his right barked back something he was sure was an insult. His unwilling legs were dragged on.

Dorian did his best to make his case for answers and mercy as they went. “We have no qualms with you," he pleaded, " I know Tevinter hasn’t historically been kind to your people, but really, this expedition wants nothing to do with you, so if you’d simply let us go on our way…”

Sharp grunt.

“You’re making a huge mistake. Kill me, and you’d be inviting a war, do you have any idea who I am?”

Angry Elvish epithet.

“Dorian of house Pavus,” he said proudly, “ Magister Pavus as of recently, I have a fortune, you could be handsomely rewarded and —”

Big knife.

“— and a wife! And children! Please!”

The big knife pressed closer to his throat. There was a bandage there already.

“Alright! So I don’t have children, or a wife, but I am engaged, and —”

Dorian was shoved through a tent flap by the elf holding the knife, who wound up at his back as his second captor pushed his unstable and bound legs down into a kneel.

“Relax, shemlin,” said a low voice.

Thank the Maker, Dorian thought, blinking now at the woven mat he’d been forced upon, its zigzagged pattern slowly coming into view in his still foggy vision. Finally, here was someone who spoke the Trade speech. King's Tongue, they called it in the south. Crude. In Tevinter, the nobility still had its own.

Dorian’s eyes rose from the ground to take in warmly lit canvas walls draped in soft pelts and colourful woven blankets. He knelt near a smouldering fire pit. Smoke was rising up through a narrow hole in the tent’s roof. Through its haze, in a grand and intricately carved wooden seat, sat a man. The man stood, and Dorian watched leather-wrapped feet pace forward, around, circling him. There were more seats, less grand but still intricately carved, all around the fire pit. None sat in them except for one old woman. She sat still and proud, squinting at him through the smoke.

Dorian lifted his gaze all the way up to the face of the man who was just now finishing his pacing examination of him. An elvhen mage stood before Dorian with his staff planted firmly on the ground between them. He was not tall, but stood in towering regalness over Dorian all the same. His posture was straight, his shoulders strongly set and covered with a heavy green cloak woven through with threads of blue and gold. He wore his deep auburn hair in a long, thick braid hung over one shoulder, and he held his carved, spiralling wooden staff in both hands, emanating power.

“You are Master Pavus ,” said the standing elf, speaking down to him.

“Master Pavus was my father,” Dorian replied, flashing the man a winning smile, “as I am evidently your prisoner, it seems only fitting that you simply call me Dorian.”

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x-heesy · 2 months

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𝗙𝝠𝗦𝗛𝗜𝝝𝗡 𝗣𝗨𝗡𝗫

𝚅𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚜𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚎 𝚋𝚢 𝚁𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚔𝚊 𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚛

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soldier-poet-king · 9 months

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hello!! no pressure to answer this but i was wondering do you have any recommendations for books, specifically books that made you feel things very deeply? i know that's vague and weird but like i also love the goblin emperor/baru cormorant/similar books as you and i was wondering if you had any faves you'd like to share :) i am looking for a book that will put me in agony in a good way lol

HELLO FRIEND

okay so I am a Big Emotional Dummy so everything makes me feel very deeply, whether or not it's actually any good. So I'll try to keep it to recs that I felt alot while reading, after reading, and I think are actually good.

Also idk if you want specific genres or sticking to fiction, so I'm just gonna throw a whole whack of things at you, hope that's ok!!! I'll also try to avoid super popular recs (like trc or ursula k le guin) not because i love them less, just because you've probably already heard of them?

Hands of the Emperor - Victoria Goddard - probably my current fave book and protag, read it twice in less than a year despite it being like 1200 pages, if i loved it less i could talk about it more, and without crying. maybe it's niche and imperfect, but to ME? book of all time

The Queen's Thief - Megan Whalen Turner - fave book series for more than a decade, makes me experience shrimp emotions that nothing else will ever be able to replicate

Piranesi - Susanna Clarke - how did a portal fantasy meets psychological horror become actually the most existentially comforting book in the world

Tuyo - Rachel Neumeier - technically a series, with 3 main novels and other novels and novellas about other characters (which i enjoyed less but still), but def start with tuyo. I fully went in expecting to not like it At All and was blown away???? I wept. I still weep. I can't explain why I love it without spoilers but it's technically a fantasy war story and yet is almost entirely character driven

Wind, Sand, and Stars - Antione de Saint-Exupery -reading this rn and technically it's billed as a memoir and adventure novel but actually its an existential meditation on the nature of human interaction and the soul and definitely comes from the same core as The Little Prince

If you HAVENT read the cemeteries of amalo/thara celehar spinoff of the goblin emperor PLEASE do, in many ways i love them even more than tge bc thara is up there with kip mdang in terms of characters i cant talk about without crying because it's too personal

The Sparrow Duology - Mary Doria Russell - PLEASE check the trigger warnings, unlike most of the recs on this list, this falls way more to the side of Baru in terms of dark content, but also it's maybe the closest I've ever come to being at peace

I'm definitely missing things, but these are all the books that have made me want to chew drywall in the last 2 years. I've also linked my goodreads here with the caveat that my ratings skew high because i am very much a 'i didnt say it was good, i said i enjoyed it/was entertained' type person. also i have read a lot of trash YA. oops. like yes some of it is real bad but also some of it makes me Feel Some Things even (or especially??) when it's real bad.

Friends pls chime in with your recs, and also please rec things to me!! Am seeking new and interesting emotions previously unknown to humankind.

#recs open to everyone EXCEPT rae who is spiders georg and recs me books every week #AND I CAN NEVER CATCH UP DFJHASKDL #i mean rae i love u and ur recs are so good but GIRL IM SLOW #anyway. 3 of the books on this list are rae recs so. yknow. shrimp emotions #fran reads #looking at my faves shelf on gr and like #ohhhh there is some cringe there except cringe is dead i killed it #yes terribly plotted dumb ya book is there bc it UNDERSTOOD MY EMOTIONAL ANGUISH AGED 18 #and made me want to live #so there ya go #i am inventing all new emotions everyday babeyyyy

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marauderswolf22 · 1 year

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Sirius: *works out* Remus: oh, so you also heard that stretching helps in growing higher? Sirius: don't worry about it dear, but if you would do that the ceiling would not survive it

#READ THE TAGS PLS they would fight over with jokes abt their heigts all the time #but remember lovie all the heigts have benefiets and all are super cute!#i mean rlly #you worry ur too short? u can be that one unnoticed-agent friend/ good on some sports / REALLY good to hugs!#you worry ur too tall? u have easier be a model or stewardess/u can grab things for us shorties/ REALLY good to hugs #and remember too that every short person needs a tall one and the opposite #and im a shortie yeah #where is my tall one huh?#love ya <3 #marauders #sirius black #wolfstar #remus lupin #marauders headcanon #dead gay wizards #sirius being sirius #remus being remus #padfoot #moony #moony x padfoot #padfoot x moony #remus x sirius #sirius x remus #moony wormtail padfoot prongs #moony wormtail padfoot and prongs #marauders era #james & peter & remus & sirius #the mpww #the marauders era #the marauders

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dirkydirkyheart · 1 year

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The results are in!! I’m a Soil Wizard!!!

I’m so excited to continue down this path and to continue learning from @wizardraziw !

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psalmsofpsychosis · 1 year

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so i talked about Din being so ungodly unpredictable, and after digging a bit deeper beneath the surface of The Mandalorian season1 and 2, i think now i know why.

To the surprise of absolutely noone, Din Djarin is a rogue!! He's a rogue character, that's the foundation of his personality, at any point of his characterization he's designed to stray from structure and to undermine it.

But he's also a knight! and this introduces a very intriguing and fascinating conflict at the heart of his character: the duality of honor, and how he orients himself towards that specific value. He's a knight and a knight is bound by honor and servitude; but in order to save his honor he has to choose what and whom he serves at different points of the narrative, and he has to disobey in order to obide by his honor. A rogue character by definition is the least honoring person, a knight is most honorable. So the heart and the lungs of Din Djarin's characterization is his struggle with servitude and where his values lie, and it's never "this" or "that"; he's constantly switching between rogue and knight in the bat of eyelash, just when you think he's bound to code he abandons mission and when he's supposed to stray he stays and binds himself to a child.

I think introducing him in the position of a king is the most outrageous and hilarious plot twist, because narrative wise, all three archetypes of the Rogue, the Knight and the King have in common the conflict of honor, while the King is most bound to obedience and the Rogue is least concerned with it. So i'm actually quite curious now to know where they'll take season 3 Din Djarin, simply because this is such hefty faceted dynamic and it's quite frankly very ambitious to tackle, we haven't had an archetypal story this intricate in star wars since, well, the original trilogy.

#listen i'm not giving any credit to Favreau or Filoni none whatsoever lmao #i also do not think that they'll tackle Din's internal conflict well #i think they'll write him into a nice clean tidy #''obedience of status quo is the highest honor and the definition of goodness'' propegenda corner #the way hollywood bluckbusters often do #which would be an honest to god shame because HE'S SUCH A MARVELLOUS CHARACTER SO EXCITING #but like. ya know. at this point i'm merely sitting in this corner like #''you absolute madmen; you did it #by accident or not your cooked a fucking hilarious and exciting dynamic; and i'm just curious to know how you'll handle it.''#Din's dynamic also has m a s s i v e parallels with Luke Skywalker's because Luke also has a huge internal crisis around honor #and has more or less inherited a dead-and-gone legacy #but they made Luke do a 180 and become eyes-and-ears-closed obedient of precuderes in the most out of character way #so like. you know #i hope against hope that they do better with #Din ¯\_(ツ)_/¯#Din Djarin #The Mandalorian #The Mandalorian season 3 #star wars #star wars meta

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