#I need to think about this ship more often

[kitkat5628]

I need Bat writers and Titans writers to get it together and communicate, please.

I understand the writers have their preferences. Bat writers probably prefer DickBabs while Titans writers prefer DickKory, but I'M BEGGING if one editorial is making one of the couple canon, can't the other one tone down the flirting or implications??😭

I also understand "feeding" the fans, especially DickKory ones since they're not the current couple but can't they use... Like... Elseworlds? Same for DickBabs. If Dick and Barbara were to break up and Dick would start dating Kory again, I'd rather have them in elseworlds instead of flirting or implications in main canon.

Dick Grayson character is already often mistaken as a cheater because of... That annual, shudders.

Why would they make it worse..?🫠

You can give us content for both ships to make everyone happy by giving us flashbacks or elseworlds stuff (Kami Garcia's books are currently the best example. They're so cute in that and it's an elseworld, fans of both ships are getting "fed" and happy), why making it seem like he's cheating or not "committing" (?) to his partner? It feels so disrespectful for all three characters idk.

Can't they talk it out like "if you're writing about the main continuity keep in mind that Dick is dating Babs/Kory so don't write some certain stuff"??

And again I understand they must have their preferences but it can't be that hard to write Dick and Babs or Dick and Kory as close friends? Like, I always say DickKory is good but not my thing: I'd still be able to write them as friends, same for Babs. While I heavily ship her and Dick, I wouldn't have problems in writing them as close friends with funny banters, without having to include romance.

I keep hearing from others that Dick is a cheater because of the annual or him flirting with Kory while dating Babs — probably meaning the Titans Academy thing. And following the timeline, apparently, he and Babs weren't together. But Taylor was indeed writing them with the intentions of getting them together at that time, so why the need of writing that part of the story???

Before being a fan of the ship, I'll always be a Dick Grayson fan first, and I can't blame people for thinking he's a cheater if writers keeps pulling inconsistent stuff😭😭

Or like the recent cover, where they put Dick and Kory but always include Garfield. Like... There's no need to put Garfield to make it platonic. You can just draw them as close but not in a romantic way, and if people want to ship them it's not the artist fault and canonically no one's doing weird stuff.

It didn't even look like a romantic cover, just two friends (and exes who are still close) getting a coffee together. Compared to Dick and Barbara's covers you can feel the difference.

I just wish they were more consistent.

If Dick is dating one girl, don't make him flirt with the other one, it's so bad for the three characters, especially for Dick who's getting the "cheater" flair.

Am I just imagining things, is it just me?? Like it could be, maybe I'm just not sleeping enough again (it's almost been a day)💔

[ndostairlyrium]

Your ship and how they sleep (when together and not) questionnaire! 💖

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Ankh x Cullen

How often do they sleep together?

After they've established their relationship physically they do as often as they can. Before that moment there has been a couple of accidental naps but never a proper night of sleep in the same bed.

Where do they sleep?

In Skyhold, at Cullen's at first, because the Inquisitor's quarters tend to be packed with staff. Afterwards they manage to carve some private space for their relationship to evolve and he literally moves in her bedroom. Sometimes they isolate in one of the guests room facing the gardens, but it's just a refuge / nap room, nothing more nothing less.

How do they prepare to sleep?

They always try to go to sleep together when Ankh is in Skyhold. When that happens they have their own ritual of helping each other out of their armor/clothes, they bathe / refresh, then they do whatever activity they're obsessed with in that moment of time before going to sleep. This will continue even after the events of Trespasser, just not in Skyhold.

What do they wear to sleep?

It really depends on the activity they were doing before putting themselves to bed 👀 Otherwise, Ankh is a firm believer that people that wear pants in bed are very suspicious so there's a no pants / light clothes policy in her quarters, unless it's too cold and he refuses to humor her.

Do they cuddle?

Often, but not always. Ankh very touchy-feely but she respects Cullen's personal space, in addition some nights they're so tired it's impossible to develop something more than a hug.

What are their preferred sleep positions?

Singularly, Ankh is one that curls in fetal position and takes little space, possibly close to the border. Cullen needs to face the ceiling, because he's used to get up and get ready quickly and that's the most comfortable position for such purpose. When they're together they travel across the bed in a perpetual hug. He doesn't want to let her go, she's just happy to be dragged.

How easy do they fall asleep?

When they're on their own, it takes a lot of time to fall asleep. They have thoughts and they tend to grab the worst one and spiral. When they're together, it's easier because they can talk through their problems. Besides, the sense of security they give each other mitigates their insticts and help them relax more.

Do they toss and turn a lot?

Not when they're alone. When they're together it's a competition on who falls out of bed first (see sleep positions answer).

Do they snore?

I don't think so? :'D

Who hogs the blanket?

The blanket is wrapped on them, when the morning comes they have taken the form of a elvhen-human cannellone.

What do they dream about?

Ankh's dreams kinda define her personality. She often relives memories but the places and the people are all messed up - remains of somewhere / someone else significant to her background all mixed together. Another set of "I'm in power but things are still slipping off my hands" dreams feature; being unable to hit her targets when hunting, seeming incapable to run, and sometimes she can't use her voice to warn the people around her that she, or them, are in danger. About the last on the list, when she come across that specific situation she struggles so much that she uses her voice outside the dream, so she has to be woken up. Now, I have an hc about the Anchor, that is able to connect Ankh to the Fade so much that her dreams become more vivid and detailed, so she can be "in the moment" as they unravel in her brain. It is as if she never goes to sleep, so much that she considers falling asleep as checking in for the next part of her day. I think Cullen's dreams, nightmares aside, are a pure re-elaboration of the day / week he's just spent, with different details and maybe a different temporal context. An interesting dream he could have would be being unprepared for something important - lessons, meetings, etc. But also - and here comes another headcanon - he dreams of a world with a black inky sky, with glittering walls and a comforting sound of breathing that seems like a melancholic song. Sometimes he wakes up feeling nostalgic for something above his reach.

How easily do they wake up?

Very easily. It takes the smallest noise to alert the both of them.

How awake they are afterwards?

Oh, she's very awake and ready to jump on the walls like a grasshopper. Also she's a morning babbler of the worst kind. He, on the other hand, would be ready for action out of habits but he needs a moment to wake up and adapt. There are probably a couple of arguments in which he tells her to shut the fuck up :'D but she always wins in the end.

[musicfeedsmysoul12]

Bakugo and Izuku being shipped by people around them but neither are interested in each other and even bakugo is getting a bit pissed off (everyone thinks he's just being tsundere)

"I'm playing money on second year," Mina whispered to Kaminari, who snickered.

"No bet they won't get together?" he asked.

"No," Mina snorted, watching as the BakuDeku show continued in front of them. It honestly was one of the more hilarious moments they often got to see at UA. Just seeing how the two argued made people giggle. They were going to be such a good couple.

"What are we betting on?" a new voice asked. Mina jumped and looked to see Uraraka behind her. For a second, Mina hesitated to tell the girl, after all, she had a massive crush on Midoriya, and probably wouldn't be happy to hear them giggling over the inevitability of the boys getting together.

"BakuDeku," Kaminari said, not knowing of the crush.

"What?" Uraraka asked.

"Bakugou and Midoriya, man, those two are like end goals," Kaminari said. Mina winced again, waiting for Uraraka to get upset. Instead, she got a snort.

"Are you joking? The one time anyone asked Izuku if he liked Bakugou like that, he was so horrified and disgusted he actually was sick." Uraraka shook her head. "If there is any emotion, it's not from him."

"Uraraka," Mina began slowly, not wanting to break her friend's heart, but everyone knew that Bakugou and Midoriya were endgame.

"If you're bringing up my old crush, I asked Izuku out. We went on a few dates, but we work better as friends," Uraraka said. "Trust me, you guys are seeing things." The teen walked off. Mina shook her head, feeling for the girl.

So delusional. She would have to talk with Hagakure to figure out how to gently break it to Uraraka.

-

Izuku didn't really look up from his notebook when they were in homeroom, tuning out Bakugou as usual as the guy ranted about Izuku 'looking down on him' and 'the extras being annoying'.

"Hey, Izuku," Ochako said suddenly. The girl had just come in and looked fairly annoyed. Ashido and Hagakure were trailing her. "Everyone seems to think-"

"Uraraka!" Ashido protested, but Ochako ignored her.

"-that you and Bakugou are secretly in love and will start dating."

Izuku stared at Ochako, eyes wide, as Bakugou fell silent.

"What the FUCK?!" both teens shouted at once. "NO!"

"Fuck no, I'd never date a fucking usless piece of shit like him!" Bakugou snarled, explosions going off.

"Tsundere," Kaminari muttered. Izuku heard it, though, and levelled the nastiest look at the blonde, who froze.

"I'd rather not date an asshole who says that kind of shit to me. I'm not into being abused by Bakugou more than I already am," Izuku snapped.

"Abuse?!" Bakugou turned around to glare at Izuku.

"Let's see, using your Quirk on me since we were kids, breaking my things because YOU wanted them or you felt I didn't deserve them, destroying my homework when you got pissy because I did better than you, verbal abuse constantly, and so much more," Izuku said. He shook his head.

The class fell silent.

"You deserved all that you piece of shit! You've always looked down on me!" Bakugou snapped.

"See," Izuku pointed at Bakugou, not even flinching. "He confessed he treated me like that. If he does harbour a secret crush, he needs way to much therapy not to be an abusive partner, and I luckily have to much respect to put up with it."

"What the fuck..." Ashido said outloud just as Aizawa suddenly stood up from behind his desk.

"Midoriya, Bakugou," the teacher said, staring at the two. "This is the first time I've heard of it."

"If you paid attention, you'd have seen it," Izuku said. It felt sacrilegious to say that to Aizawa, who had done a lot for their class. Still, Izuku had also sadly come to the realization that their teacher was, in fact, incredibly oblivious to the true nature of the interpersonal relationships of the class. He formed biases without even realizing it. "Plus, I know exactly how much Bakugou can hurt someone. I didn't want him to be a villain."

"What the fuck? I'm not a villain!" Bakugou snapped.

"You are to me, and to the other kids you used to beat up because you could," Izuku replied. "I knew if you were tossed out because I said something, you would go that route. The only way you'd actually not is if you failed out." Izuku went back to his notebook.

He was done acknowledging the conversation.

The class, Bakugou especially, didn't even know how to react. Ochako, Tenya and Shouto were nodding in acknowledgement, as all three had heard this before.

"Bakugou, see me outside," Aizawa said. The shock of being told he'd been a villain had Bakugou following the order without a word.

Maybe he'd listen to that.

[corovera]

Ohhhhkay, this is going to be a long one.

First of all, define “lives.” If you mean exists, then that’s not an AU, that’s canon as of 5.3. Which…you all probably know already. Sometimes I’ve found it hard to tell who didn’t get the memo, who acknowledges but chooses not to focus on it, and who’s intentionally ignoring it because they’re uncomfortable with it or feel like it’s worse, which…fair enough.

To be fair, it doesn’t get acknowledged much or elaborated upon in-game, which IMO is a bit crazy-making. From a writing standpoint, I get why it’s like that (his arc’s over, it would cheapen things if it happened too often, etc.), but I miss him, dammit! We’re really overdue for him to chime in on something, but I get that there needs to be a good reason. Maybe when they’re able to connect to the First properly? I could see a brief comment on that.

At least find an excuse to namedrop him and give him a codex entry so all this out-of-game stuff from the lore books and the concert last year can be in the game! Is that too much to ask?

…Anyway. I have a ton of headcanons about the details. I don’t think it’s quite what OP means, since it’s not an AU where he’s /alive/-alive, it’s taking what little we’ve been given and running with it, but I’ll share anyway if that’s OK.

For Syrene’s canon, sometimes he’s actively experiencing things through her (always vision and hearing, but other senses if he chooses) and sometimes he’s asleep or only partially aware of what’s up. Partial awareness (he compares it to dreaming about someone else) means he remembers what she was doing once he’s fully awake, so he usually prefers that over sleeping too much when she’s awake. If he wants to, he can retreat to a cozy inner world of sorts that looks by default like a miniature aetherial sea, so he doesn’t have to watch all the time, but he likes to.

They can and frequently do communicate - not usually with words, but there’s enough overlap between them for intent and emotion to come across, and they’ve gotten good enough at reading each other for it to be effective. Sometimes the emotional overlap makes things tricky - if they’re both feeling something strongly, it can create a feedback loop of sorts and make it that much more intense. Took a lot of getting used to. Endwalker was A Time.

It’s not like hearing voices, but she can tell what he wants to say, if that makes any sense. Basically, I’m sticking to the letter of the concert bit that says they can’t usually talk, but not the spirit of it. Because…we did hear him? Before the fight with Eldibus? I’ve wondered some if that statement was meant for us, the players, and not the WoL in universe, because while it’d explain some things, it still doesn’t quite seem right. Also, I will happily take advantage of dream-sharing being on the table as of that same lore.

Anyway, they don’t share all their memories, but they can dig through each other’s if they choose to. They have an unspoken agreement to only do it with permission, or when they’re shared freely.

Going off how he talked to Seto that one time, he can borrow her body with her consent, but rarely does. More frequently, they use a smaller-scale version of this to talk out loud in private if there’s something too complicated for their usual communication to work. This also means he can talk to other people through her, but it takes a long time before he’s comfortable doing that, and only with certain people.

I’m thinking at some point (maybe after Endwalker?) Syrene’s able to figure something out using Azem’s crystal to give him temporary form so that they can either interact face-to-face or have a break from each other.

The Scions and some of her friends and family know about all of this, but the general public does not, and they want to keep it that way.

In general, they’re both happy with the way things turned out, and for me, that’s the most important part.

I don’t ship them, for the record - I see his and Syrene’s relationship as queerplatonic. Just because I’ve had a huge crush on him for a year and a half doesn’t mean she does!

ardbert lives au enjoyers: what is your explanation for it?

[6ummyexe]

We aren't so different after all.

[t1oui]

barty and evan are that couple that never exactly confirm that they're dating, but they're also constantly shoving their relationship down everyone's throats. their friends find out they're dating when barty randomly calls evan his boyfriend one day and somebody is like "omfg i bet you're platonic boyfriends though right??" and barty is like "...no? how dumb do you think we are tf???" and from then on every chance they get barty and evan are like hey. hi. did you know im dating that man. as in he's my boyfriend. as in we love each other and are spending the rest of our lives together and we also have a blood pact. also we love each other and we're dating. hi. hello. we kiss sometimes too, did you know? yeah. pretty cool.

everybody thinks they're SO annoying but they put up with it bc at the end of the day they're just glad barty and evan figured their shit out and are happy with each other

[rainghoulgf]

Actually I don't think I've ever asked about your Raindrop HCs. (I loved your whole Terzomega/Alpha stuff holy shit). You a fan of mean Rain? Gimme the gossssss.

oh my god. thank you.

i have a lot less "set" storyline for them bc i basically just love any possible dynamic they have going on- ill eat up pretty much anything with them in it and i think it's fun to play around w the fandom standard sometimes! but i do think the baseline i work with is a sort of rivals-to-lovers type deal, where dew was still reeling from the loss of ifrit+zeph+terzo and his transition and lashes out at rain because of it. that's pretty well agreed upon but i like to think of rain as keeping his distance in return, maybe trying to reach out once or twice before giving up, and things don't really change until dew sorts his shit out and tries to reach out/make amends.

i loooove the almost competitive vibe they have in some prequelle videos so i like to think at that point they kept up the rivalry but it's good natured and teasing, and that's probably when they started actually Doing stuff together. ill admit i don't really have a thought for when/how exactly the Soulmateism sunk in, but by impera they're definitely a Duo, Two of Them, Do Not Separate type deal, and the rest... is history ;)

but to answer the second part of ur question: yeah i do like mean rain. a lot. what gave it away?

To Me, the two of them switch around and kind of take turns with.. basically everything, but rain's in charge just a little bit more. (dew genuinely loves both bratting and the reprieve of subspace, but deep down a part of him also thinks he owes it to rain for how he treated him when he was first summoned. they're working on it.) rain can definitely get intense, too- he fucking loves making dew cry, and he knows exactly how to do it. he's also got a bit of a thing for pain- he likes the thrill of it, seeing what these forms can do, whether he's receiving or giving it.

on the other hand, it's important to dew to have a tangible sense of power/control sometimes, given his whole... deal, and that works well for them, too. rain is, of course, a massive slut who loves being degraded, used, and fucked stupid. dew is more than happy to toss him around and take what he wants when the situation calls for it.

i think they have an interesting back-and-forth with feminization in particular, too. they're both fairly androgynous, and rain absolutely leans into his pretty boy reputation. he's got makeup for special occasions (read: when he feels like it), a few skirts, and a chunk of his closet devoted to lingerie- one of his favorite things to do is take dew apart while he's all dressed up nice and pretty. dew's got some more complicated feelings about it, and he'll put up a fight for show, but whether rain holding him up by his hair and calling him good girl makes his stomach twist with shame or arousal (it's both) doesn't matter, because there's no other feeling like it

and of course, they are both very, very wet. another thing i switch between a lot is which of them has what anatomy- it really just depends on what scene/kink im throwing at them dkjgaldkjlk. the both of them are soaking through whatever's between them either way- rain's gets especially ruined. if dew's got a dick, it's a small one, and they both know he knows how to use it to make rain see stars, but it's so much fun to belittle the desperate leaky thing. if he's got a cunt, he's fantasized about rain putting his hand inside it (or maybe he already has!)

i also think dew desperately wants to knock rain up (who wouldn't), so if he has a pussy, how perfect- it's made for him, they fit together so well, see how tightly it's clinging to his little knot. if not, it doesn't stop him- he'll spew the same filth and they'll both spill over it either way. (rain switches it up on him sometimes, tells dew he'll fuck him till it takes, and dew turns to absolute mush- doesn't know how to feel or what to think, turns bright red, cums in between sobs.) if he's got a tentacle, though..... Well. that's a whole other post in and of itself !

other misc thoughts via list bc jesus christ this is long:

rain's got a thing for choking (obviously) since it's such a rare sensation for him

everybody touches rain's gills one way or another but dew's the only one who knows how to play with them since he used to have his own ;)

dew loves rain's tentacle and she loves dew; rain's not above blaming some of his own desperation on her ("fuck, she misses you, droplet, can't wait to get inside-" as he's already pushing in)

(only slightly related but) i like to think rain's first time topside was either with mountain or aether bc yes, theyre hot and genuinely nice and helpful, but also to piss off dew lol

[boimlerkisser]

First Impressions

The galaxy was in pure chaos. She wasn't one to shy away from a bit of chaos now and then. In fact, some would say she was something of an expert back in her padawan days! This was different, however. Ever since The Battle of Geonosis, everyone from the outer rim to the heart of Coruscant was in a tizzy to say the least. Drawing lines, choosing sides, making plans, and in the middle of it were the Jedi. Once they were the galaxy's humble peacekeepers, now they were expected to fight this war for the citizens they had sworn to protect.

A/N: I suddenly got in the mood to write a little something about the day Kepler was assigned as Brea's padawan because I don't think I've talked very much about how everything started! No warnings for this one, just a short drabble and some dialogue to sort of establish their relationship dynamic at the beginning to set the stage. Maybe I'll add onto it and include their first mission, maybe not, but for now here it is! (Divider cred. @/cafekitsune)

Brea’s foot tapped anxiously against the spotless floor of the temple as she wrote out the report on her last mission, her boots leaving slight scuffs on the pristine marble in the process. She'd developed the nervous habit over time after suddenly finding herself in the position of Commander, less than a week after becoming a Jedi Knight to begin with.

She had no battalion to command. When she was deployed on missions, it was usually either as backup for a Jedi General who'd gotten in a bit over their heads as they attempted to push back Separatist droids with their clones, or she went out solo. Using her skills to scout out potential threats, in which case she was solely responsible for the outcome of such missions…and for all the paperwork. Her least favorite part of the job.

Getting shot at by droves of nasally-voiced droids was somehow preferable to this. Her eyes strained against the walls of text on the datapad before her, a headache beginning to form from blue light exposure. Her focus started to wane as she wondered how a droid could have a nasally voice anyhow? What kind of person would program them with that particular kind of voice box? Was their intention to annoy the Grand Army of the Republic to death?

“Speak with you, may I, Young Callisto?” An unmistakable voice and speech pattern shook her out of her thoughts.

“Oh, Master Yoda! How can I help you?” She said, lowering her datapad to reveal the short, green Jedi before her.

He was not alone, however. A young boy stood awkwardly just a few inches behind him. His small frame was emphasized by his posture, shoulders slightly hunched as he looked nervously between her and the back of Yoda's head. Though his robes were disheveled and seemed to be just a bit too big for him and his signature braid was done rather sloppily, he was obviously a padawan. Seemed the right age, probably between 12 and 13 years old. He wore thick goggles that obscured most of his face, but behind them his brow was furrowed, and he had slight wrinkles under his eyes that he was definitely too young for.

She didn't have to use the Force to know that this was a kid who didn't want to be here. That begged the question, why was he? She looked back towards Yoda for answers.

His large ears twitched as he leaned against his cane, always taking such a long time to say what he was going to say. She tried to remind herself that she was in the presence of someone much older and wiser than her and to not get impatient.

“Young Callisto, a very important task for you, I have. As you know, spread thin across the galaxy are the Jedi. Yes. Very thin.” He started pacing slowly, his cane tapping against the floor as he did so. “As many hands as possible, we will need to win this war.”

Finally, he gestured to the boy. “Introduce yourself, young one.”

He seemed unprepared, as he suddenly snapped upright and his hands fumbled to clumsily grip at his robes. “O-oh, me do it? Ok, uhm…my name is Kepler Quinn, Master Jedi!” He punctuated this with a quick and shallow bow, more akin to a nod than anything else. His small voice had an extremely distinct squeak to it, as though it couldn't decide whether the pitch wanted to settle up or down.

“Well, it's uh, nice to meet you, Kepler!” She smiled invitingly to try and set him more at ease, “Heh, so polite. Thank you, but I'm not a Master.” wait…

Brea began to piece together just what Yoda was suggesting and was stunned into silence for the briefest of moments. Not long ago, Anakin had told her about how a padawan was suddenly sprung onto him without so much as a warning, and in the middle of a battle no less. Sure, she had thought about perhaps someday in the future taking on a padawan learner herself, but she always thought it would be a long time from now and that it would be her own choice. And with the war going on, she just didn't have the time.

“Master Yoda, I- I- don't know…how good of an idea this is. I mean, I've only been a Knight for how long?” She stammered, not wanting to sound like she was just outright rejecting the kid when he was standing within earshot. “Do you really want me to be a master?”

Yoda hummed thoughtfully, stroking his chin “a strange and unusual time this is for us all, Young Callisto. Do things the way we have in the past, we cannot. Learn to adapt, we must. And learn from you this youngling will!” He pointed at her with his cane for emphasis.

“In need of help, General Skywalker and his men are. You and Young Quinn will go to the front lines and assist them. Yes, that is your task.”

Brea perked up just a bit upon hearing this. Ever since seeing Anakin on Geonosis what seemed like only yesterday, the two were as thick as they had been as younglings, but with how the war was going they hardly had any time to spend together. They usually ended up posted in totally separate star systems and always seemed to be running off to a new mission. This would be a good opportunity to catch up with him, once she was done saving his butt, of course.

She breathed in deeply through her nose, and out through her mouth, resting her free hand on her hip. This was classic Yoda. He wasn't allowing her a lot of time to consider it, if Anakin needed her help, then she would never be the one to keep him waiting. “Well, Kep. What do you say?”

“I guess I don't really have a choice, so…” He replied with a hint of bitterness, his eyes not meeting her gaze. This gave her a bit of pause.

“Hmm, decided then, it is.” Yoda glanced up at her knowingly. She hated when he did that, like he had some sort of trick up his sleeve in order to teach her a lesson. “If unsure you still are when you return, another master we will find for the youngling. There is no time to waste. Leave immediately, you must!”

“Yes, Master Yoda.” Brea said in unison with the boy, as they watched the ancient one shuffle down the temple hall and out of sight. There really was no arguing with him in the end, and at least for now, it seemed Brea had a padawan of her own.

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That was how she found herself where she was now. Her ship was roomy enough to comfortably house two people, but she had been so used to riding alone that she couldn't help but feel a sort of…weight in the Force around them. She sat arms crossed in the pilot's seat and watched the lines of blue and white light streak past through the cockpit window. There were few places as good to strike up conversation in than hyperspace.

She looked over at Kepler, who sat stiffly and silently in the co-pilot's seat, as though he was afraid to move even a muscle for some reason.

“So, this is your first time off-world, isn't it? it's exciting, huh?”

“I dunno. I feel more nauseous than anything.”

“Eh, that's normal! It'll go away after a while.” She said with a wave of her hand, a deceptively blasé gesture to hide the fact that she was actually floundering just a bit. She'd been trying to break the ice between them for a little while now, but had only managed to get similarly dry responses from him thus far. She was normally so good with younglings. When she visited the initiates when they had a break from their studies to play in the courtyards, they had lots of fun. But this one was so different. Most children raised in the Jedi Temple never see anything else until they reach padawanship, the little guy should be ecstatic right now!

But she wasn't sensing any sort of joy from him right now. Not a hint of excitement. He sat disgruntled and the slightest bit on edge like he was waiting for something terrible to happen at any moment.

“I hope you're not worried about it being your first mission, too. I promise, it won't be that ba-”

“You don't have to keep trying to talk to me, you know.” He said suddenly, cutting off her train of thought.

She quirked an eyebrow, eyeing him from the side as she idly flipped a switch here and there on the control panel to keep the hyperspace jump running smoothly. “I want to talk to you. It seems like we're gonna be spending quite some time with each other from now on, right?”

“Sure. If you say so…” He said under his breath, but just loud enough that Brea heard it over the hum of the ship's engines.

If she says so? That was more than a little concerning to say the least.

“Well, did anyone say otherwise? Come on, we're in this together now.”

He stayed quiet, retreating into himself both physically and emotionally. That wasn't good, she needed to get him to elaborate more so she could finally figure this kid out. What would her Master have done if she needed her to open up to her…?

“Well, this reminds me of my first mission as a Padawan. My Master Yora Tos was a very powerful Jedi, and she had such a kind soul. But she was also such a chatterbox. There we were, it's my first time entering hyperspace, I'm trying to focus be amazed by it and she just would not stop yammering on and on and on and on and on-”

She heard him heave a rather large sigh. Bingo.

“Alright, I'm sorry, it's just…I don't have. A very good track record with this sort of thing.”

“What, with hyperspace?”

“No, with my Masters.”

Masters…plural? It wasn't necessarily unheard of for a padawan to be reassigned once in a while. Sometimes the matchup just didn't work out for one reason or another. It seemed like what was bothering him ran a little deeper than that, though.

“How many…Masters have you had?” She pried carefully, not wanting him to clam up again. She was worried she'd made a mistake by asking when he didn't reply right away, but after a few moments and another large sigh, he did.

“Three.”

She blinked. Three previous Masters? Ok, now that actually was a little bit unheard of. Now she was starting to understand him a little bit. She only ever had one, so maybe this wasn't a matter she could relate to personally, but she felt that she could at least try to sympathize with him.

“Jeez, that's rough, buddy. Why did you drop them? You didn't like em?”

He turned away from her, leaning against the arm of the seat and resting his chin on his hand. “I didn't. They dropped me. Because I'm, well… I'm not really cut out to be a Jedi.”

Her head swiveled towards him, “Hey, don't say that! I'm sure it's not true.”

“Well, I mean? I kinda tend to fall behind, someone is always having to wait for me to catch up. My saber technique needs work. I can barely move a pebble with the Force. And on top of that I'm always getting sick.” He emphasized this with a wet-sounding sniffle and wiped his nose with the sleeve of his robe. “I'm not exactly a star pupil.”

Brea exhaled through her nose as she pondered this. All of that stuff had always come so easily to her, she couldn't imagine how frustrating it must be to struggle so much with it.

“Well, everybody has stuff they're not so good with. It just takes time. And the right guidance! Who were your previous Masters anyway?”

“Well, there was Master Tiin, and Master Koth, and I guess most recently Master Windu.”

“Whew! Well I can hardly blame you, kid.” She said raucously, “That one definitely wasn't your fault.”

He tilted his head to the side as he turned towards her, suddenly seemingly interested for the first time since they met. “What do you mean?”

“Listen, Master Windu has always been bit of a hardass.” She began, leaning back in her chair. Surprisingly enough, this got what she thought was actually a snort out of him. It was almost laughter. Not quite, but close enough. “Ha, that's probably why he's on the Council now, so I doubt much has changed since I was a youngling. His standards are so high you couldn't reach them if you were at the highest point of Cloud City.”

“Yeah…” He turned away, his expression starting to fall again.

Shoot. She dared to reach over and tried to put a reassuring hand on his shoulder, causing him to flinch ever so slightly. She retreated a bit, but suddenly it seemed like a new resolve had settled in her mind. Somehow she wasn't convinced that this kid was the problem here.

“Listen…if becoming a Jedi was easy, then everyone would do it, right? If you're here then it means you have every right to be.”

He said nothing, merely humming a noncommittal reply in return before looking ahead through the cockpit window. Her eyes turned in the same direction. The star streaks that had been shooting past them at impossible speeds suddenly slowing until they stopped entirely and returned to their natural shape as points of light in the far distance. The whole ship shook slightly as they were finally dropped out of hyperspace.

Brea sighed and rolled her neck to pop her upper vertebrae before turning her attention to the control panel, switching the ship from autopilot to manual controls again.

“Alright. Let's get down there and save Skywalker's skin!” they began their descent and soon they would be breaking the atmosphere. “In my experience, hands-on learning is way more useful than anything you can learn from silly old books anyway!”

She glanced over at him and saw how his eyes widened as he watched the planet's surface slowly approach them. His lips pulled tightly in a sort of grimace as he was no doubt imagining what sort of scene awaited the both of them there. So, he was a bit nervous about his first mission. In an ideal world, it wouldn't have been under these circumstances, but at least one thing was clear to her. She wasn't gonna let anything happen to him.

“Remember, I got your back out there, kiddo.”

He swallowed harshly and turned, throwing her a thumbs up and some semblance of an awkward smile, revealing that he had a gap between his two front teeth. Something she hadn't noticed before now.

Fear response or not, this was the first smile she'd seen from him this entire time, and as she returned her focus to the ship's steering apparatus and prepared for landing, she smiled back.

[dayurno]

lowkey the posts where people are like 'well i need kevin to date some totally unrelated exy person' are corny for multiple reasons but i think the main one is if kevin didn't care about exy with everything he has then it's not kevin day innit. who's this other character you're imagining in your head

[teamcapwasrightandishouldsayit]

hello, lu fandom. i've got... a thought experiment? i suppose?

the short explanation is that i'm outlining a fic where the chain defeats dink in post-totk hyrule but no portals arrive to take them home, so they're just stuck in wild's era forever. i want to have at least one of the chain form a new relationship in the botw era (besides wild, who will be with flora), but i'm having trouble thinking of who would be interested in who.

so, thought experiment. if you had to ship each member of the chain with a botw/totk character, what would your ships be and why?

[madbard]

When season 1 of Good Omens came out, I remember there was a lot of discussion about the exact moment Aziraphale and Crowley fell for each other. The consensus I usually saw was that Crowley fell in love with Aziraphale when the angel revealed that he had given away his flaming sword, and Aziraphale fell in love (or, more aptly, realized he was in love) with Crowley during the Second World War, after Crowley saved his books from a bombing.

The second season challenges this, with rather interesting results.

In the first few minutes of this season, we are flung further back in time than ever before - just a few minutes before the Beginning. Here, we see the true first meeting between Crowley and Aziraphale, back when they were both angels. Crowley is blissful, gazing at the newly created galaxies with sheer wonder and adoration. Aziraphale’s expression betrays similar emotions - but his gaze is not directed at the galaxies. Instead, he glances nervously at his fellow angel, entranced by this bold, brilliant stranger.

When they meet again on Earth, it isn’t clear whether Aziraphale recognizes Crowley as the angel he met before the Beginning. Personally, I think he did - and that casts his actions in quite a different light.

Imagine being sent down to Earth with the expectation that you will be a paragon of virtue. God’s representative in Earth, a being of absolute goodness and purity. Flawless. Devoted. Divine.

You arrive on this young planet, before a young couple, and you must immediately show them immense cruelty, forcing them to leave the only home they have ever known and brave the surrounding wilderness. It is God’s plan, so of course it must be right… but in that moment, something feels so dreadfully wrong that you make a decision of your own. You give them your holy weapon. Afterwards, you stand on the garden wall, looking out over the wilderness, anxiously watching the first humans as they make their way East. You hear a voice. You turn. And that is when you see that gorgeous angel you fell for in the dazzling light of countless galaxies, only moments, perhaps, before he fell as well - though in a very different way. He doesn’t seem to recognize you - why would he? You only talked for a moment, and he was too distracted by the newborn sky to take much notice of anyone. But you recognize him. You remember how he made you feel. And this terrifies you.

I propose that Aziraphale did not, in fact, take thousands of years to fall in love with a demon. He spent thousands of years in love with an angel. And it didn’t matter how much he tried to deny it, how hard he fought. With each passing century he fell deeper and deeper in love with that being of light, that angel surrounded by the stars. With each passing century he became more and more convinced that, deep down, that angel was still there, scorched by hellfire but alive, nonetheless.

And then, he was given the chance to save that angel, the angel he fell in love with. He was given the chance to lead that angel back to heaven, to love him freely, to finally bring his suffering to an end. And when he saw that fallen angel again, he immediately shared that joyful news.

That is when Crowley looked back and, in a single moment, confirmed that Aziraphale was wrong. The angel Aziraphale had fallen in love was dead. He had been dead for six thousand years.

[cuteniaarts]

@katkastrofa, circa 40-ish hours ago: Hey, what if our newest bunch of OCs adopted a baby from one of the other brothel girls who knew she couldn’t afford to raise one? That would make for some fun shenanigans :D

Me, with a notoriously non existent sleep schedule, instinct of self preservation or concern for my poor wrist: Alright, bet. Watch how fast I can make you fall in love with this hypothetical baby >:)

Daneli as a gentle and loving caretaker-turned-adoptive-mother is something that can be So Personal, actually, and originally I was going to leave it at this quick sketch, but then I got carried away thinking about what this child will grow up to be like raised by this little gang of misfits, so…

Here she is!! A little older and so, so beautiful, I need more of her in my life immediately, she’s way too precious

And, because I wouldn’t be me if I didn’t also add a sapphic element to this absolute cinnamon roll, a small crack ship that I’m only half serious about for when she’s a little older still:

All in all, we may be getting impossibly far from canon, but I for one already cannot get enough of sweet darling Kumisai <3

(I fully drew three pieces from scratch in 9 hours I cannot feel my brain or my hands anymore send help)

[impassioned-ships]

tbh i feel like m.aul would have side effects from after s.idious AND d.ooku electrocuted it, that he buried for that entire comic arc. he loses misserably and adrenaline fails him and his body craps out for a while. granted he's using the dark side as monster energy and life support so he won't be too worse off but i imagine there's still a bit of exhaustion and muscle spasms.

and i say all this to make an excuse for him to reluctantly agree to zed to massage his back finally

(click to look at my ramblings)

and he's just....not in a very good mood at all. but it's starting to piss him off. and he relents because he's feeling vulnerable from his failiure. and zed is pretty much the only one he trusts at this point, or wants to talk to. he's very tense and relcutant. zed's very nervous, but they're smitten with him at this point. They both know this. Both of their love is still very self serving. But this....this just kind of plants a seed in them. Zed starts very slowly and carefully...they've never done this before. not to someone they love. And m.aul doesn't remember being touched kindly. He melts. Just for a moment, he lets himself melt. When it's done, they both go about their business as usual and pretend it never happened.

[ceciliadreamson]

My brain is telling me to write LCB Oc x Canon things again except I still don’t have an OC to ship them with

I have thought about using The Great Gatsby, Swan Lake, Carmilla, or Dracula for my OC but I never read any of the books/ watched the ballet. Call of Cthulhu would be a pretty interesting source for a LCB OC though. The issue is that Lovecraft’s books are really problematic (racism and I think there’s sexism). I also could like,,,,rewrite the entire thing and take the scary eldritch god plot for myself and pretend Lovecraft didn’t exist

Swan Lake would be really cute for a source (yeah ik it’s a ballet so what) and I could make the OC have a swan inspired ego. I’m also just a sucker for pretty things

Idk I think I need to find more literature but I’m really set on Call of Cthulhu inspired OC. The book fits really well with Project Moon’s lore with the dark themes. I’m not opposed to suggestions though!!!! (This could also be an excuse for me to add more books to my reading list haha)

[burinazar]

:( patheticposting

nearly literally reduced to tears rn by how overwhelmingly it feels like nobody cares what I make or like or think about and how meaningless any of my creativity and love and effort is

[flovverworks]

i need to talk about akira & romance more often. for me. instead of just talking about ships i like<3