#cosmic dad

[jazminegubbe]

Encountered this at Farpoint.

[tornado1992]

When faced with the imminent fear of death people instinctively call out for their mom. A primal reaction, driven by the need of comfort and sense of protection the figure of our mother gives us. Ideally, a mother should be the safest place for every child, the one who loves them more than anything, who will protect them no matter what. "Mom" means loved, "Mom" means safe.

Happy Mothers day to Sonic The Hedgehog!

[jedi-starbird]

Palpatine: My boy, Master Kenobi is lying to you!

Anakin: ?...yeah? He does that? Lying is Obi-Wan's favourite sport. Bant told me that he was dropped on his head by Master Qui-Gon when he was a child and Master Qui-Gon was really tall, so the fall shook loose some things in his brain and now Obi-Wan is allergic to giving straight answers. It took me 3 years to figure out his favourite colour. and his birthday. 5 to figure out that he's allergic to shellfish. I once told a restaurant that Obi-Wan can't have shrimp and he told me to "stop giving information to the enemy". I've made a game of it really.

Palpatine: *muttering under his breath* ok try using shrimp next time

Anakin: what?

Palpatine: Nothing!

[cosmic-seer]

scribbling my own context until sony gives us the lore bible

[asterionstarryeyed]

A HAPPY PRIDE TO ROUXLS KAARD AND TO ALL A GOOD NIGHT

[padawansuggest]

Qui-Gon was walking to the Room of a Thousand Fountains with his Master when they had heard the muttering, a frantic sound that was a mix between a child sobbing and occasionally talking about the dreams, and how they were getting worse. They found a small child sending tight little swirls of panic through the force between mutters and drawing something in the dirt with a stick. Orange hair, big blue grey eyes full of pain and paranoia, and trembling just a little.

Young Obi-Wan was ten years old, had not slept in over three days, and was having a set of visions set on a planet he had never been to, and an armored man that he didn’t know the name of. He had been holding himself together until today, and things were no longer holding steady. He finally flinched, scrambling back from the masters when he noticed them, scrambling to the root of a tree where he looked up at them with wide scared eyes.

Normally, Dooku would have been the one to approach a child, since his own Padawan was still aching in the force from Xanatos leaving the order with anger, and Dooku had had his fair share of raising rambunctious children, but two things came to mind that stopped him: the child reminded him far too much of Sifo-Dyas during vision psychosis, which made him want to Throw Up with how much it disturbed him; and the way the boy flinched when he’d tried to come closer.

He couldn’t have gotten further into the tree roots he was hiding in if he tried, but Qui-Gon’s heart was clenching, and shaking little arms raised towards him, more like a toddler than a child. ‘Master, please help.’

They could do nothing other than acquiesce, and Dooku went off to find some mind healers and masters of the unifying force to help figure out what type of vision this was, and how to help it. At least this meant that Dooku knew who to contact right now, since he knew half the seers in the temple and all their healers and masters.

-

‘Hello, little one.’ Qui-Gonnkept his voice low, letting the child crawl into his arms with no complaint. He knew that some seers had trouble telling who they were, much less how old, and the boy could very well be so deep in this vision that he was simply struggling to ground himself without touch. He let the boy look into his eyes, those big child eyes so hazy and worried. ‘Master, we have to stop it. If he dies, the chains snap and everything falls apart.’

Qui-Gon didn’t want to scare the boy, but he did need to try and break him of whatever this was. ‘Sweetling, a vision is just a possible future, this may not come to pass. Do you know who’s going to get hurt?’

Obi-Wan, who had yet to introduce himself verbally, but Qui-Gon could feel his force signature more clearly than any name could be said; simply shook his head. ‘He has armor, and the man that kills him pretends to be his friend. When he dies, an entire sector will fall to war, and his heir will be wrongfully blamed for crimes.’

Qui-Gon sighed; gently rocking the boy shaking in his arms. ‘I’m so sorry, little one, but we cannot help people that we don’t know. The future is always in motion.’

The boy sat back in his arms again, looking him in the eye. ‘That’s exactly what I’d expect from someone who can talk to plants.’

Qui-Gon felt like a piece of his brain had been hollowed out, and for some reason… for some kriffing reason… he knew that he could hear the thoughts of plants if he focused on them…

What?

Obi-Wan had been sedated, gently moved onto a stretcher by Master Che, who had briefly informed Qui-Gon that Obi-Wan was not a seer. He was a user of the Cosmic force, and whatever he had been seeing, was likely to happen within the next couple days because it was being planned.

Qui-Gon moved over to the dirt the child had been drawing in, and took a picture of what he found there.

A communications number, and a drawn picture of a Mandalorian.

He shouldn’t call it. He wouldn’t.

-

He sat in his apartment two hours later, after a long tea time with Yan that he had twitched through until his master had told him to go finish whatever he needed to do, and not to come back until he did.

Qui-Gon tried to meditate… and instead, listened to the thoughts of the spider plant in the bathroom; that was complaining about the stray tooka Qui-Gon had let in last week that ate one of it’s leaves.

Kriff…

-

Obi-Wan woke up almost as soon as sedation had worn off, and Master Windu was there, sitting in a visitors chair while he did council work on a tablet, something he would camp in Obi-Wan’s healers rooms whenever a vision epicenter caught him up. He didn’t even remember why Mace had done it the first time, but finders were always drawn to their initiates.

‘Master Jinn came by to see you. He’s outside, actually.’

‘Who?’

Mace gave him a slightly worried look. ‘The master that helped you when you were found in the Room of a Thousand Fountains?’

‘Oh.’ Obi-Wan did NOT remember that. ‘Does he want to talk to me?’

‘Yes.’

‘Okay.’

Apparently, Obi-Wan had written down the communications frequency of one Jaster Mereel, who was desperate to know how a child had come across his frequency, and how he was supposedly going to be assassinated.

Apparently, he was already on his way to Coruscant, and Master Nu was super mad about it because Jaster was ALWAYS trying to get into her archives even though that wasn’t allowed, and she was going to have to post extra guards if he was actually allowed in the temple for once. He was also bringing his son, since a warning of Jango Fett becoming a target was enough cause for the Mand’alor to never let his child out of his sight again.

Obi-Wan was confused.

[cosmicaces]

something something rody has a crush on deku and is scared that it'll affect their friendship if he finds out

[luckyshinyhunter]

👨‍👦Happy Father's day to the dads and girl-dads we know and love!👨‍👦

[opens-up-4-nobody]

I choose to believe that Hashirama wasn't killed, he started to gradually drift away until one day he wandered out into the woods and finally let his power unfurl for the first time in his life. So somewhere out there is a grotesque living statue of hashirama dying as his body tries to hold him together. So in that way he never really dies at all.

[divinit3a]

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i love horror, looove, and absolute tomfoolery. silly, surreal situations are perhaps my favorite ones to orchestrate. y/n is simply another barbie on the chessboard ^-^ ;; lets play toyce?

focusing on the robotics. waiter give me ten more please

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✸thanks for havin' me!!

[not-so-superheroine]

Jesus is my older brother, not my dad.

other christians don't seem to feel the same?

am i missing something where he insists on such a thing except perhaps with actual little children?

[cherrymoonelk]

GOT SOME COSMIC ORDER THEORIES!!!

So basically you know how Callum thought he was going to stop Aaravos but it actually was Thunder the one with black eyes? SO WHAT IF THE SAME THING HAPPENED WITH THE COSMIC ORDER!

The Cosmic Order must’ve thought that Leola was the one who was going to bring a Long slow spiral into chaos just for giving humans magic, but it was actually them who started it just by killing Leola

Because of this Aaravos taught humans Dark Magic, Killed most of the Archdragons and bringing Darkness to Xadia by corrupting the sun. Which is the complete opposite on what Leola did

And you know when Aaron said that the Merciful One is going to be important in Arc 3 right? So what if The Merciful One had to clean up the mess that their own peers started by Killing Aaravos.

The only way to kill a Startouch elf permanently is that you need another elf of their kind to kill them. That’s the only way to stop Aaravos, if you trap him in a coin he can easily use a Dark Mage to get himself out and cause more trouble.

The Draggang still doesn’t know how to kill a Startouch elf permanently yet so yeah that’s where The Merciful One comes in to help

Thanks for listening to me yapp! Uh I hope this makes sense in stuff as well

[witchofthesouls]

We, as a fandom, should delve into divine horror that a resurrected Prima would incur upon anyone that reminds him of Megatronus.

"I will bestow you a gift, little one. I will lift you from the darkness of mortal drudgery and into the Light. I shall make you perfect."

[winniefrezcomics]

How were Carlo Perry when they were pregnant? Did it give them dysphoria or were they sort of more okay about it?

Carlo was pretty show-accurate I think, like pretty emotional but overall just excited and happy to be expecting! (almost as excited as Timmy 🥺) tbh I don’t think he ever thought too hard about the fact that most men don’t get pregnant, and if anything he was proud to have done it uwu

PERRY HOWEVER 😬😬

I think Perry really struggled with dysphoria during his pregnancy, (not to mention the physical strain from carrying TWINS☠️☠️) but luckily Iris was there to pamper and reassure him the whole way through, and thier daughter wren was also very supportive and excited about thier expected siblings!

Don’t worry about Iris tho, he’s used to Perry having emotional outbursts bc they started dating as teenagers 😂😂 he’s basically an expert in reading his pregnant husbands super-volatile emotions

[zilanthix]

Hey if you don't follow my bsky you miss out on my OC art just sayin. Which is mostly just. Two bisexual pensioners. I mean look at them they're so old and bisexual dont you wanna look at more art of them. *swings my pendulum* oooo you wanna come talk to me on bluesky so bad. I'm very funny and charismatic and you want to be mutuals with me. I will make vulgar jokes under your posts and brighten / ruin your day, or not. Or you can just look at my retiree homos I guess!

link to the coolest blog ever

[very-uncorrect]

I'm getting emotional over the unbreakable bond again like holy shit, that's his kid, that's his baby right there, he needs his kid augh AAA-