#anyway ... I'm going to sleep

[henryofwales]

"I mean, you've been wanting him to dick you down forever."

RED, WHITE & ROYAL BLUE dir. Matthew Lopez

[wantonlywindswept]

Definitely True Facts About Commander Vertex #3

He has negative Force bacteria.

[forgotten Fox AU tag]

"Midichlorians," Patches said, for the third time, his head in his hands. "They're called midichlorians."

"Tiny little buggers that live in your body," Jek scoffed. "I might have barely scraped by my biology modules, but that sounds like bacteria to me."

Patches whimpered.

Jek grinned and reached over to pat his babiest of brothers on the head. Their youngest medic really was too easy to rile up. 

Still, at least Patches was capable of taking a break on occasion, even if it was just to sit at Jek's bedside in the medbay while he recovered from a round of Force cleansing. He always felt a little like the mess hall slop after every session, squishy and mostly-liquid, though the effects had been lessening as the treatments went on. 

Turned out that working in close proximity to an evil Sith overlord for an extended period of time could be 'damaging' and 'harmful to the spirit', and as soon as the Jedi got the okay from Marshal Commander Thorn they'd instituted regular healing sessions for the Guard. Some of them weren't overly affected--the ARF division hadn't been allowed in the Senate Dome that often anyway, and the medics rarely left the infirmary, much less Guard HQ--but the majority of them were on rotating schedules to get their minds checked for Sith residue or whatever.

It was even worse for the Force-sensitives.

No one was more surprised to find Force-sensitive clones than the clones themselves, and a frankly unsettling percentage of the Guard tested for above-average midichlorian counts. That was just those who agreed to submit to the assessment, too--a lot of the Guard refused to do even that. It wasn't like they could be Jedi, and with the war over, what did it even matter?

(Except it did matter, a lot, because apparently evil Sith overlords could also drain the life force from sentients around them, and particularly enjoyed ones with the Force. Palpatine got a little tasty burst of power like they were some kind of energy snack, and it wasn't like the Guard weren't already exhausted anyway.

That kind of siphoning left even worse traces of Sith influence; Jek's cleansing sessions made his bones feel like wobbly gelatin, but Glitch's sessions hurt.)

"I bet Defib's m-count is the highest in the Guard," Jek mused absently as he watched their CMO stalk around the medbay between the beds--and the Jedi--with a scowl on his face. 

Patches lifted his head to give Jek a horrified look.

"Don't say that where he can hear you."

Jek, who lacked both bones and a sense of self-preservation, merely shrugged. Defib had refused testing, scoffing that he didn't need the Force to heal, but he wasn't named after a defibrillator for nothing: he'd brought more than one brother back from the brink of death against impossible odds.

Jek had his suspicions about Patches, too. 

Even with Defib hovering suspiciously over their shoulders, the Jedi healers--there were four of them, led by Master Rig Nema--moved around the medbay with an almost unearthly poise. Jek was more familiar with ordered chaos in the infirmary: medics shouting across the room to each other, rushing back and forth to see how far their meager supplies could stretch. The Jedi were quiet, coordinating with each other soundlessly while still seeming to be aware of everything else happening in the room.

The mesmerizing little dance wasn't even interrupted by the main doors opening, which drew Jek's attention to Commander Vertex stepping into the medbay. The commander had his bucket tucked under one arm, and sharp eyes surveyed the room in a quick glance.

Patches waved at Vertex, because he was adorable. 

Vertex waved back, because he was a sap.

Defib immediately veered off his self-appointed task of looming to intercept Vertex before he got too far into the room. They ducked their heads together in a brief conversation with far too much angry gesticulating on Defib's part, and the calm competency Jek had come to expect on Vertex's. Jek watched, fascinated, as Vertex managed to settle the fuming medic with just a few words and a gentle touch to his shoulder. 

Defib made a bitchy face, but he did seem to lose some of his protective bristling; at Vertex's nudge he sidled over to his desk in the corner of the medbay, dropping into his chair to finally take a break and...to angrily chew on a ration bar?

Incredible.

The Jedi, meanwhile, had continued on with their Force nonsense, which lasted up until Vertex tapped one of the healers on the shoulder and their serenity shattered with a resounding squawk.

The poor Rodian who made the noise spun around, flailing wildly, and would have fallen back onto one of the beds if Vertex hadn't grabbed her to keep her upright. The other three Jedi's heads snapped up in eerie synchronicity, startled expressions on their faces, and Master Nema took a jolting step forward before seeming to register what had happened.

In the frozen stillness that followed, Defib's sullen crunching took on a distinctive note of glee.

"Apologies," Vertex said. "I didn't mean to startle you."

"When did you even..." 

"How can we be of assistance, Commander Vertex?" Master Nema asked, stepping away from her patient to take the place of the still-baffled apprentice healer. Both she and Vertex smoothly ignored the disbelief radiating off the other Jedi, who were looking at Vertex like they didn't know how he had appeared. 

Jek wondered that sometimes, too, but it didn't bother him.

"Hey," he said, nudging Patches with his elbow as the two bigwigs conversed, "What do you bet that Commander Vertex has negative Force bacteria?"

Patches stared at Jek like he'd kicked a baby massiff, and then slowly sunk lower in his chair with a low, despairing whine.

So easy.

[jugglingjujube]

okay for the no one who asked: here's my Mercymorn and Camilla met in BOE and she helped Cam meet Harrow theory.

The first time I read HtN, I thought she, Corona and Judith spent the time after Canaan house in the shuttle looking for Harrow and that's how they found her. Now we know they were with BOE (with very little freedom and a very incapacitated Judith), and that Mercymorn was also working with BOE at the time, it seems too convenient that they found Harrow the first time she was ever alone. Left by Mercymorn, who was loudly announcing how long she would be gone for.

I think Mercymorn helped Cam meet Harrow. Not sure why, and there's very little textual evidence, but a lot of situational evidence.

Here's the passage we get:

Harrow isn't a full lyctor. When she goes into the river her body just kinda slumps over. She even asks how is she going to protect herself. On a planet that is covered in life, leaving her alone is a terrible idea.

This might not be how thalergy works, but if you kill the source, the reflection will disappear. She had no real reason to leave.

Mercymorn was very nervous this whole chapter. It could be because of the recent dios apate minor, or maybe because she's planning something

It's not in the passage, but they couldn't land the shuttle properly because there's no where to land. Later, we see our BOE friends in a shuttle. Theirs could be smaller, but even so wouldn't Mercymorn be able to find the BOE shuttle? Wouldn't she report that back to Jod?

As mentioned earlier, and according to as yet unsent, Mercymorn has been working with BOE. Even going so far as to heal Judith. Camilla has been acting as Judith's other caretaker. It's not wild to think they would meet each other at some point

What is wild to think is how Camilla would have found Harrow. She was far away from the nine houses. As Harrow says "reachable only by necromantic means". And they meet on the first time Harrow has been alone on a planet. That just doesn't sound possible without help.

I don't know why Mercymorn would have agreed to help Camilla. She doesn't seem the type to help someone without expecting something in return.

I also don't think this necessarily means anything. Just something I've been rotating in my mind for a few months.

[i-like-dogs-and-apologizes-alot]

I know Sharkies are a coughing baby team but FUCK this game hurt

[vorbarrsultana]

this user is trying and failing to process tonight's the last trial

[c-0f-chaos]

I'm going to sleep while thinking of the merch, I'll wake up thinking of the merch, I'll be in class thinking of the merch, I'll go back home think-

[kizzyedgelll]

omg i spend 1 day away from tumblr and my dash is filled with the most Rancid discourse ever

[multishipper-baby]

Sometimes I amaze myself with the things that embarrass me. I've posted so much weird shit here and yet I can't bring myself to say something so simple.

[cookieofearthbread]

TUMBLR WHY ARE YOU NOTIFYING ME A MENTION FROM DECEMBER? AND ONE I HAVE ALREADY SEEN? THE FACT, YOU DID IT TWICE IN THE ACTIVITY FOR THE SAME MENTION, AND IT'S NEXT TO EACH OTHER.

[7crows-in-a-trenchcoat]

How do you tell people you are exhausted?

Even though it feels like all you do is sleep.

How do you make them see that you are tired?

Of everything

Tired of trying. Tired of talking. Tired of smiling. Tired of living

How does one say “I can't be here anymore, I can't hold it together anymore. I'm sorry. I can't be there for you right now. But god don't leave me, I can't be alone tonight”

-

[yukiicantdraw]

Waoh sprite editing be upon ye🫴

But in all seriousness this was fun to make on renpy (minus the figuring out how to code it in part-) so I might do more of these if I ever come up with more dumb scenarios

because I don't know- playing with renpy sprites feels like playing with dolls but better because 🫵 look it's the weird worm, ghost and shroom trio 🫲✨interacting✨🫱

No text versions are below the cut :D

[pseudophan]

anthony is dead: the funeral roast (paid content)

[yes-no-maybe-soo]

To my mind, the most unrealistic thing in this entire mystical sci-fi reincarnation resurrection fated lovers story is this

Paperfold...

Why the fuck you lyin'?

No but fr have you... seen Sylus? Looked at his proportions? Noticed the way the game emphasizes how absolutely massive he is?

Look at him! He's a titan! A looming giant sequoia of a man. And you want us to believe he's 6'2???

No.

He is not.

Gtfo of here with that bs.

He is at minimum 6'5, but probably a bit taller still. Def closer to 6'7 than 6'2 like be for real now.

Btw for the second most unbelievable thing (imo) in this game, look no further than

Again, Paperfold...

I refuse to accept this. This man is 30+. Like c'mon now. You seriously expect me to believe Sylus is in his 20s???

I am normally a canon purist but only if it makes sense. If not, I'll disregard it. Like in these instances.

So yeah. To sum up, to me Sylus is a 6'6 35 year old girl dad. Idc what Paperfold says, these are the hills that I die on.

Had to get this off of my chest.

[a-scary-lack-of-common-sense]

Doodle dump because I have too many thoughts about them </3

Stupid shenanigans during their college era referencing this. Harold used to have a stupid moustache and goatee in that “I just started growing facial hair and idk what to do with it” kind of style.

Giving Melvin friends but also making him the shortest and the angriest out of the gang. He is friends with George and Harold and he hates it so much, he is entrenched in denial about it. His only two besties are each fathers of two and very much married, OF COURSE he's going to be mom/dad-friended to death.

They are judging you.

[buttercupshands]

Sketch dump of month old sketches I forgot to post

[biggest-gaudiest-patronuses]

finally at that age where i'm thinking i should get a tattoo. not bc i feel strongly about it, just seems like a waste not to. i've got so much skin i'm not using