#I haven’t seen the ep yet

[harpidiem]

happy dunmeshi day

[tigerjawed]

in honor of The Hanmas’ anime debut! ✨

[the-meme-monarch]

they weren’t kidding those unicorn warriors can sure eternal

[spill-that-anxietea]

Oh man. When I’m not in Star Wars hyperfixation mode, every few weeks/months I am reminded just how much I love Star Wars. Guys. I fucking love Star Wars. Goofy space opera makes my brain happy and my heart hurt. I love it so much. I love Star Wars so much asdfghjkl

[aprocrastinatorsparadise]

Mark Pakin be out here havin the most mature storylines

Like this is his 3rd time being married in a show - & 2nd time being a father, not to mention him basically mentoring those kids on MSP

And thats through 3 different directors lol he’s an official family man™️

[kennico]

just watched the first two eps of s2…

some luguang drawn a while ago

[radicalposture]

underrated part of derry girls is that the girls mams are just as insane and inappropriate as they are

[bbq-potato-chip]

It's him!

[tailorvizsla]

Here I fixed it y’all:

Paz lay face down on the ground for a long time, wondering if he was doomed to die by suffocation by his own damn jet pack. The sharp pain had long since faded to a dull ache. Just as he felt like he was ready to help move things along, he heard voices.

Voices speaking Mando’a. He heard a gasp.

“ - Nevarro al’verde,” a woman’s voice said.

Someone knelt next to him and pulled his cowl down. Then two ice-cold fingers found his pulse. His body twitched involuntarily.

“He’s alive!” she called out.

A leather bag thudded onto the ground in front of him. He recognized the concentrated bacta. A black gloved hand started withdrawing vials and inserting them into a hypo spray.

“Watch the perimeter,” she said. “I’ll get him stable enough to move. Then we can treat him aboard one of the ships.”

A man’s voice answered in the affirmative as the woman worked. Paz felt the first injection. It burned worse than his stab wounds and he gasped involuntarily.

“It’s alright, al’verde,” the woman’s voice said soothingly. “You’ll have to reschedule your trip to the Manda for another day.”

A couple more injections. His skin sizzled as it was forcefully healed and cauterized from the inside out. Even though the concentrated bacta numbed the pain from his wounds, it didn’t numb the pain of it coursing through him. He grit his teeth and closed his eyes and groaned. It was literally frying the nerves at the surface to make it so he could function.

“It’ll burn for a little longer,” the woman said in that same gentle tone. “Just breathe and we’ll have you home in no time.”

He flinched when he heard the sound of tape being ripped off the roll. It didn’t sound like medical tape. It actually sounded like the tape he used to hold his ship together. Fuck, this shit was going to hurt worse coming back off.

The woman’s hands shook as she pinched his wounds shut and applied the tape to the still open wounds. At least he was no longer bleeding, and he would be stable until they could get him to an actual doctor. She wrapped around the tape tightly to keep it from coming back off.

“You’ll be home soon,” she repeated, though he suspected that she was saying it more to herself than him. “You’ll get to see your boy again. What’s his name?”

He slurred Ragnar’s name through his dry, chapped lips. It was unintelligible, but she made the appropriate noises of understanding.

“I saw him practicing with some of the other little ones,” she said. “He will be a fine warrior one day.”

He grunted in agreement.

She stabbed him again with even more bacta. This time, it itched. Terribly. It felt like his muscles itched on the inside and his fingers twitched. But at least the pain disappeared completely, leaving him woozy and light-headed. She had given him something really good for the pain.

“We haven’t got much time,” the woman said, “We have to get out of here. We are going to carry you out, but we are going to need to leave your jet pack and weapon behind, alright?”

He was ecstatic that he had been found. The thought of seeing his son again made tears pool up in his eyes. They fell against the inside of his bucket as the woman removed his jet pack.

Then they turned him over. The two Nite Owls then heaved him up. Paz grunted as the tape pulled, but it thankfully held. He swayed as the ground rocked under his unsteady feet. Two pairs of arms wrapped around him as they hurried down the hallways. He was delirious but soon he could smell fresh air. Freedom. Sunlight. He turned to look at the one who had saved his life.

Pretty. She was so pretty. Just as she was reaching to out her bucket back on, he spoke, his common sense long gone out the window from the pain killers.

“Hi,” he said giddily. “I’m Paz.”

She gave him a quirk of her lips before putting her helmet on.

“Hi, Paz,” she responded. “Hold on tight.”

He squeezed around their torsos, making them grunt. Oops.

“You’re really pretty,” he said, and the man to his side laughed. The woman sighed and shook her head.

“Let’s get you home so you can sleep this off,” she said. Paz giggled as they activated their jet packs and his stomach lurched.

[fandomsoda]

technically a headcanon but it feels so real to me

one of the rarest, most precious sights in the Bad Guy household is Dust’s smile.

what’s even more precious is seeing him smile in his sleep, as it’s an indication that his mind is being kind to him that night and he is healing.

[thiefnessman]

the fact that this is bigb’s first task that WASN’T red but it was EXACTLY THE SAME AS JOEL’S is eating my brain. also it’s a fucking weird task? if anything out of all of his tasks the mob one stands out as the most normal why was that one red as well. martyn’s “does the word ‘twins’ mean anything to you?” question when bigb and joel were task twins???? what the hell.

[fulcrum-art-fox]

Okay but also the “I’ll teach you” feels like such an important shift in Mizu’s mindset; especially the way the decision is coupled with leaping out the window away from very likely death like, for this character who has had no great care for their own health all season, as demonstrated by barely going a single episode without being very badly injured, and precious little care for life, so long as they are alive to meet their ends, this choice feels like a very important shift

[starstruckodysseys]

me: hey maybe we should get some work done-

my brain: HONK HONK NEW DECREE ALL THE FESTIVALS ARE CANCELEED

[kitty-cuddle-time]

i’ve gots a requesty!! can you pretty pretty please make a little!stede mood board?? i relate to stede so so much an i wish there was more lil stede stuffs because he’s so tiny and cute to me :3

hi!! i’m sorry it took me so long to get to this, but i hope u like it!! i’m also a fan of regressor stede so i had fun making this :))

[lurkingshan]

I will not write meta about an extra 30 seconds of a blow job scene I will not write meta about an extra 30 seconds of a blow job scene I will not write meta about an extra 30 seconds of a blow job scene I will not write meta about an extra 30 seconds of a—

[shititsarobyn]

She’s wearing the Laudna shirt (((((: