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[hopeforchanges]

all right fellas, it's time to ask the real questions ...

One drunken Sunday morning (don't ask) when I ran out of coffee, I sat down and wrote this: The Queen's Gambit

A silly what-if au where Padmé notices how her husband is actually really bad at being a husband and joins Palps. I am, of course, grateful for the warm reception, but even without it, I find myself craving to create a series of one-shots set in this au of the Queen trying to have her husband all to herself instead of, you know, dying, reasons unknown.

(yes I know she died of sadness. It's a joke, please refer it to as one.)

SOOO...I AM ONCE AGAIN ASKING

[weepylucifer]

politics AU where sheev is just a little bit worse informed and never hears about maul becoming mand'alor so he doesn't go rock his shit. he hears that death watch have a new leader but he's just like "sure, whatever, probably another viszla-type meathead 🤷‍♂️ anyway, back to plotting"

meanwhile maul was never exactly told darth sidious's legal name and civilian identity, he only ever knew him as darth sidious. and he hasn't had his big cassandra vision yet, so he has no idea the chancellor of the republic is his old sith master

until the moment, that is, they see each other on the senate plaza in broad daylight bc maul is there for an inaugural state visit as the new mand'alor. and there are so many people watching. and they both have to be polite

[kanerallels]

Ok, since you opened it up to AU requests from other fandoms, and since you've been TGE-posting the last two days . . . I would LOVE to see a snippet of Maia and co. (any "and co" will do, but my first choice is Csethiro or Beshelar and Cala) in a SW AU. (Also do not feel pressured to do this. I recognize it is kind of borderline on the list of what prompts you're looking for. I'm just. I think it sounds fun.)

OH MY GOSH friend. I was literally JUST thinking about this idea. Like yesterday. This is more a set up for the au than anything else but enjoy it all the same, there is a good chance I snap and write an addition later on:

When Emperor Palpatine died suddenly (from what, it was still unknown. A failure of the heart in his sleep, poison, assassination from enemies both close at hand or mysterious were all explored and summarily rejected), the Senate went into an uproar trying to determine his heir. The Empire had only been a true Empire for fifteen years—the succession rules were unclear, to say the least. There were those who campaigned for a political replacement, for a new election.

But those closest to Emperor Palpatine claimed to know his will. That his rule would be passed on to his closest kin, his half nephew. There was much murmuring over who this half nephew was. They knew of the half brother—a proud man who, unlike his fellow Nabooans, put no stock in the beauty of art and craftsmanship, but seemed to relish the art of war and profit.

However, Varenechibel (for so he was called) had died in a ship crash earlier that year, along with his three eldest sons. The fourth remained—a half human boy of eighteen, who had been raised by a distant cousin on an Outer Rim planet, safely out of the way.

He was out of the way no longer, and rumors flew thick and fast about this Maia Drazhar—whether he would be a ruler like his uncle, if the stories of his mother were true, calling the boy himself an inbred fool who would run their Empire into the ground. Very few had any faith in him, and most hoped that Mas Amedda, the Emperor’s Grand Vizier, would steer him in the right direction.

Some, like Senator Organa or Senator Berenar, seemed to hold out hope. Though when the boy himself finally appeared—tall and awkward and dark-skinned, accompanied by his scowling guardian and an elegant looking Twi’lek man who was as pale as the new Emperor was dark—hope did seem to flicker out. It would seem, it was remarked, that Mas Amedda had his puppet after all.

This all changed a month into the new Emperor’s—who, in Naboo fashion, had chosen a ruling name of Edrehasivar—rule, during which he hired two bodyguards of decidedly non-human descent, politely ignored Mas Amedda’s every suggestion, and began quietly ruling in a way that would have made Palpatine’s heart, should he have possessed one, quail with rage and horror.

The general Senate was up in arms, Bail Organa found himself positively delighted, and a young Umbaran woman, whose family was currently in negotiations of a personal sort with the Emperor, was revising her opinions rather rapidly. Csethiro Ceredin hadn’t expected much of Emperor Edrehasivar. What she had expected had been disproved, and she found she would be very interested to see what came of the Emperor’s rule.

She was far from the only one.

[somestorythoughts]

Protective Rage Obi-Wan Fic

So. @fanfic-obsessed has this cool Protective Rage Obi-Wan story idea that yall should check out because it's really good and they've got a ton of cool AU ideas. And I had an idea about an apology scene for it and then the plot bunny that makes you do things like overcomplicate worldbuilding said "you know you could do a whole fic" and now I have 4000 words. I was thinking of splitting it up into parts cause that's a long post but frankly I'm tired and should've been in bed like 90min ago cause I have work tomorrow and mornings suck so it's staying a one shot with the paragraphs spaces cause I am NOT reformatting that now. Enjoy.

            Usually, when Quinlan’s pushing himself to finish a mission through this much pain, he’s running on determination, maybe some spite. This time it’s desperation.

            He’s not sure if the shouting starts before or after he hits the door panel – or maybe it’s been going on the whole time – but he can see Obi-Wan through the spots in his eyes and that’s good, that’s good, he can’t finish this and maybe his friend can –

            “Quin!”

            It’s like leaning on stone, Obi-Wan’s mind wonderfully shielded under the worry in his voice and Quinlan holds up a datachip for the hands around his arms. “Coded. Please.”

            “I’ll take care of it. I promise.”

            He’s staring up at the ceiling now but that’s alright. Obi-Wan has the data. Quinlan can break now.*

Ahsoka isn’t panicking, but only because she’s had a lot of practice keeping her head and she’s not friends with Master Vos. She’s met him though, and knows Obi-Wan and he are close, and she’s scared for him.

            “That’s an order Marrow!” Obi-Wan snaps and the medic someone called hisses in frustration from where Ahsoka’s holding him back. She isn’t sure why Obi-Wan’s so adamant that no one get closer to them, but she knows it’s serious. For all Obi-Wan hates the medbay he’ll work with the medics, let them see him elsewhere, and he knows better than to keep serious injuries from them.

            “General his leg is gangrenous if he doesn’t get immediate treatment he could lose it! As the head medic-”

            “Quin has to be seen by a Temple healer anyone else will make it worse. I don’t like it anymore than you do Marrow.” He’s resting a hand on Master Vos’ head and is holding his hand with the other, trying to sooth his mumbling friend.

            “Can you explain why while we wait for Healer Eerin?” She asked.

            Obi-Wan frowns, the look he gets when he’s trying to figure out how to explain something Force-related in English. “Marrow. The troopers who have trouble with excessive sound. If they were injured would you treat them in a noisy medbay?”

            Marrow scowls, but he stops splitting his attention between Master Vos’ leg and how best to get around Ahsoka and says, “Of course not. Not if there was any way to avoid it.”

            “Quin’s psychometric. It’s a useful skill, but sometimes it’s like Force hypersensitivity.”

            Cody interrupts as Anakin enters. “Healer Eerin just arrived. She’s being escorted here.”

            “Any idea what happened?” Anakin says. He’s waiting by Ahsoka, whether because he already knows approaching is a bad idea or because he got the gist from the way the medics haven’t gotten closer is anyone’s guess.

            “Have to keep them safe.” Master Vos mutters and Obi-Wan’s face tightens, though his shields are still rock-solid.

            “Who Quin? Who do you need to keep safe?”

            But Master Vos never stopped talking, only just loud enough to be heard. He’s shivering too, voice breaking with groans. Whatever he was doing to walk on that leg – Ahsoka is very determinedly not looking at the swelling or the white that might be bone – he clearly can’t keep it up anymore. “Gotta keep them safe from the people and the senators and the Chancellor gotta do something useful with my unnatural powers what good are we if we can’t keep them safe apparently nothing I hoped I hoped I wasn’t gonna get my heart broken again I Obi they deserve better than this-”

            His words are cut off by the sound of the door opening as Healer Eerin and a Padawan healer sweep into the room in unfamiliar robes and go instantly to the downed Jedi. Marrow scowls heavy as thunder at not being able to treat a patient on his ship as they do, Healer Eerin passing something to Obi-Wan as she takes his place by Master Vos’ head. Obi-Wan squeezes his hand and stands, moving in line with the troopers around them so that he can slide the chip into the device and examine whatever Master Vos was so desperate to bring him.

            “Pop quiz Padawan Lele. Why do we use special gear for Master Vos?”

            Padawan Lele didn’t stop what they were doing as they replied: “Because his psychometry is super strong and the pain has seriously damaged his shields. Without the robes or equally strong shields he’ll feel too much of our minds and memories as well. This could delay his healing or damage his mind.”

            Marrow goes stiff and Ahsoka thinks that’s the first time she’s seen him look sheepish.

            For a few minutes, the room is a quiet tension, little sound aside from the Healers working or Master Vos’ delirious mumbling, fading in and out of hearing. Cody’s giving him the same worried look Ahsoka is, Master Vos sounds like his heart is as broken as his leg and she knows enough about how people work to think that the amount of self-deprecation she can hear isn’t a new thing.

            The rage, when it comes, is sudden as a lightning bolt and just as sharp. It’s gone just as quickly too – almost before Ahsoka and the other Padawan finish whipping around to stare at Obi-Wan who looks perfectly calm. Cody’s looking at him too, narrow-eyed in suspicion.

“Excuse me.” He says, still perfectly calm, and Ahsoka thinks of the weight of a sky prepared to burst and wonders if she should follow him, but the door is closed before she can decide.

“Been a while since I saw Obi-Wan get that angry.” Healer Eerin remarks.

“Huh?” Several of the troopers say. Anakin does too and the day has not been nearly overwhelming enough for Ahsoka not to role her eyes at how her oblivious master can lift a tank but not read anger when it’s shoved in his face.

“A little after Anakin first came to the Temple one of the teachers decided he was a poor fit for the Order and was trying to sabotage his work along with bullying him in class. Obi-Wan found out, asked Quin to watch Anakin for an evening, and went after the teacher. The man landed in the Halls of Healing with several broken bones and left as soon as he was cleared to move left for the furthest jedi outpost he could find. If he ever taught again I will be very surprised. Commander he’s safe to move but it would help if we had a clear path to the door.”

“You’re gonna catch flies Skyguy.” Ahsoka says faintly as Cody taps his comm to pass on the message. When he’s finished they all hear the trooper on the other end say, “By the way sir General Kenobi just left for Coruscant’s surface, said he had some business to attend to at the Senate.”

Cody nods, wearing the expression of concern and exasperation he gets whenever anyone he feels remotely responsible for does something dangerous without explaining why. “Check and see if there’s a way to find out what they’re doing.” He orders Crys as the Healers begin to maneuver Master Vos through the door.

“It’s one of the sessions journalists are reporting live sir.” Crys answers, pulling up the feed without needing to be asked, and they all group together to watch it.

*

Obi-Wan is, to put it bluntly, really fucking pissed. The anger in him pools like water, building and building, and he wills himself to keep calm control as he strides through the Senate building. If he gets too angry to think, things will go wrong.

Quinlan came to him because the things that had already gone wrong were even worse than any of them had been allowed to see, and he couldn’t fix it himself. He came to Obi-Wan for help putting things right.

Obi-Wan will be damned thrice over if he fails that mission.

He’s already sent the information on the datachip to the Council (though he doesn’t know when they’ll be able to see it), to all of the Commanders he has the contact information for (he’s not sure which of them made those particular lines of contact so secure but he trusts Cody’s view of them), and Madame Nu. They can’t afford to let this stay between the two of them, they need the backup. He knows the Council cares, is struggling as much as he is under the weight of the war, and the Commanders deserve to know and can keep their secrets. He includes Madame Nu because he doubts anyone would expect it, and the few interactions he’d seen between her and her single squad of troopers made him certain she adores them.

Plus, she studies Sith Temples. She’s gotta be more dangerous than she looks.

He walks into the rotunda where the Senate are debating the (very reasonable he’s read this one) Clone Rights bill, sees Palpatine, and allows his rage to fuel his leap for the podium.

“Tell me,” He says, cool as can be, as he smashes Palpatine’s face into the stand and kicks Amedda away when the asshole tries to interfere, “what the fuck the jedi did to you that you want our children murdered in their cribs?”

Order 66. Kill all the jedi. All of them.

“Who the fuck gave you the right to have an army bred and implant them all with control chips so that they couldn’t disobey, couldn’t be allowed to even think?”

Control chips that would wipe out the troopers’ minds, take away every thought and feeling and every piece of self that they’d fought to keep, chips that would turn the troopers his friends into the flesh droids senators liked to claim they were.

Palpatine snarled and shot off lightning. Obi-Wan deflected it and continued to ignore the screaming as he mused that perhaps Palpatine had decided there was no point in hiding when Obi-Wan was broadcasting these secrets to the Senate. Then he punched Palpatine below his sternum and then his ribs.

Ah, red lightsaber. There it is. He ducked and broke Palpatine’s arm.

“And while we’re at it, who the fuck allowed you to use those chips to control the Coruscant Guard and make them do your dirty work? Or withhold rations and bacta?”

It’s entirely possible he shouldn’t have included the information about the blackout missions and the extent of Palpatine’s control over the clones. That might have been the kind of thing they’d want to share themselves. Unless they couldn’t say anything?

“Even for the Sith you’re an exceptionally twisted shitstain.” He ducks the other lightsaber and wonders why this asshole had to learn to fight with two.

“You forced my family at blaster point to lead a war you orchestrate from both sides, forced our friends into slavery and now you want to take away everything our friends are when you use them to kill us and frankly Palpatine, I think the fuck not!”

The red lightsaber screams in his hand as he slices Palpatine’s head clean off.

*

Obi-Wan frowns as he takes in the scene. Huh, Amedda’s still here and oh that’s Master Windu and Master Yoda in the audience. He supposes some Jedi witnesses are a good idea. He grabs Amedda by the front of his robes and uses the Force to help him hold the heavy asshole over the edge of the podium with one hand, just to make sure he gets the point.

“Now you may have gathered that I’m very concerned about the clone troopers’ lack of rights. What about you?”

It turns out that Amedda is also very concerned about the clone troopers’ lack of rights. Good. “Full Republic citizenship and Senate representation that they elect instead of someone who make money off their bodies would be good too.” Obi-Wan adds, looking the Senator from Kamino dead in the eye. He’s pretty sure she’s calculating the distance between him and her pod when she nods.

If Obi-Wan had known all it would take to get his friends their rights was the public murder of one of his least favorite people, he’d have done that at the beginning of this thrice-damned war. The bill is passed very quickly and unanimously, and a couple Senators add a bit about backpay they’d had in the works as well and make some noise about allowing the clones to settle a moon or planet once they have the time to look the uninhabited ones over. That gets less enthusiasm but it’s not being shouted down and they can work with that, so Obi-Wan grins with all his teeth on display and says “I’m glad I only had to kill one politician today.”

The fear that ripples through the Force is unmistakable.

He puts Amedda down and heads to the Senate floor where the Coruscant Guard are waiting. Their shields aren’t bad but there’s awe shinning through them like sunshine in the dessert, bright and warm and painful with the twisting of old griefs and pains and shocked relief, and Obi-Wan says “I assume I’m going to be arrested?”

One of the men, who wears the rank of a Commander, takes of his helmet and asks, “Permission to speak freely sir?”

“Granted, forever and always.”

The man beams, and answers; “Then with all due respect sir, there is no way we’re going to arrest you.”

“Are you sure? I did just beat the Chancellor of the Republic to death.”

“Abso-fucking-lutely. Everyone on the Guard wants him dead within their first week here.”

“Thorn put your helmet back on, we’re not safe unless that law’s enforced.” Someone snaps and a different Commander approaches, leading Master Windu and Master Yoda. His shields are beskar-strong, but judging by his voice Obi-Wan would bet he’s glaring at Thorn.

“I’m feeling a bit spiteful.” Thorn grins and Fox gives that familiar huff that usually means the trooper in question is rolling their eyes underneath their helmet.

“Don’t look at us like that we’re not locking you up either.” Mace says dryly when Obi-Wan looks at him. “I will however, make sure your Padawan gets mindhealing sessions if I have to drag him there kicking and screaming myself. He’s overdue anyway.”

Obi-Wan winces but agrees. Quin hadn’t found solid proof of Palpatine grooming Anakin to be his Sith apprentice, but the information he had found made him suspicious. And once he read that, Obi-Wan can see a lot of things that support it.

Windu pulls him into a hug, startling Obi-Wan. The other Master doesn’t often want a lot of physical contact, and for him to initiate hugs is unusual. He sinks into it.

“Do you know how Quinlan is? Bant had to take him to the Halls.”

Windu shook his head. “I’ll ask.”

“To the Temple we will go after, inform everyone, and let you see your friend.” Yoda adds.

“Vos?”

Obi-Wan blinks at the stern commander. His shields are still thick but every single one of the other Guards are radiating concern and Obi-Wan wonders if Quinlan started this investigation because it was the Guard he wanted to protect.

“He found the information on Palpatine and brought it to me. He was seriously injured and delirious when I left him with the Healers.” The Commander twitches, just barely visible, and Obi-Wan asks, “I’m sorry, I don’t know your name?”

“Commander Fox.”

“Vos looked out for us.” Commander Thorn adds when it’s clear Fox isn’t going to continue. “He did his best to keep civilians off our backs, brought us bacta, snacks, and sweets when he could, tried to make us laugh. He’s our jedi even if it wasn’t official. But we haven’t seen him in weeks.”

Obi-Wan nods in understanding, then turns as Mace looks up.

“He’s in a coma. I can tell you more on the way, I trust the Guard but I don’t want to say this in the open.”

“I’m coming.” Commander Fox states and Commander Thorn nods.

“And perhaps a couple of the men. So we know how he’s doing?”

“I was going to ask one of you if you wanted to come. One would probably be best for now, I don’t know if the Healers are allowing visitors.”

“Just Fox then. I’ll watch out for our vode.” Thorn knocks his forehead gently against Fox’s, murmurs something none of them can hear, and leads the rest of the Guards away. The Jedi and single Commander push through the crowds and pile into a transport.

“Details Mace.”

It’s a sign of how serious it is that Mace doesn’t respond to the tone with a raised brow or eyeroll. “The gangrene is too serious; they have to amputate his leg at the knee. They aren’t sure how far he fell to break it that badly, but they know it’s been untreated for days. Best guess is he was running from someone and couldn’t find a place or the time to take care of it. He’s got some bruising and infected cuts on top of that which makes things worse, but they’re pretty sure they can deal with those. However. He’s not responding well to the healing. It’s not physical, it’s something mental. They aren’t sure what happened.”

Obi-Wan takes a deep breath and exhales shakily. Mace grips his shoulder till he stops quivering and asks slowly, “Do you have any idea what exactly happened the past few days?”

“He was almost completely out of it when he got to me.” Obi-Wan murmurs. “He, he said a lot of bad things about himself and a few things that reminded me about how some people talk about the Force. You know, when people call us or our skills unnatural. He wanted to protect someone, I’m not sure if it was the Jedi or the Coruscant Guard or someone else.”

The rest of the ride is quiet and tense.

*

Cody meets his general and general Windu at the hanger and finds himself, once again, relieved he’s wearing his armor. He’s not sure he’d survive his general finding out about the highly inappropriate reaction he had to the sight of his General beating up the Chancellor of the Republic on behalf of the troopers. His only consolation is the fact that he’s absolutely sure all the vode that aren’t asexual had the same reaction.

He is surprised to see Fox there, he hasn’t spoken to him in too long, and when he had Fox had been exhausted and tense. He’s been getting worried. He falls into step beside Fox as Obi-Wan updates him on the situation and waits till there’s no one near their group and murmurs, “You can take off the helmet if you want Fox. I promise they’re safe.”

Fox pauses, then yanks off his helmet almost violently. There’s more grey in his hair than there was last time, and a pair of scabbed-over cuts on his cheekbone. He looks like he was tired to the bone last week and hadn’t gotten any sleep this week.

“Fox-”

“Shut up.” Fox snaps, almost quiet enough to be missed by the generals, and Cody hesitates but thinks of Fox coming here to check on a severely injured jedi and decides to wait.

The Healer tells them that they can see Vos, but that they must be quiet and keep calm. The handful of Cody’s men that followed him wait so it’s Cody, Fox, Obi-Wan, and Windu that follow the healer into the room, Cody to offer moral support to his general as needed.

“Commander!” The healer yelps in alarm as Fox pushes past her, stripping off his glove and reach for the General’s limp hand, and Cody thinks of Obi-Wan using a rare order to keep Marrow at a distance and wonders what the hell Fox is thinking before Vos twitches, bare fingers curving towards where Fox has his fingers laid gently on his palm.

The healer scowled and examined the machines Vos was hooked up to. “The rest of you, no touching. Keep calm. You,” she pointed at Fox, who ignores her, heartbreak plain as day on his face “don’t move.”

Cody stays near the door, watching. Obi-Wan’s eyes have flicked towards Fox a couple times, but mostly he’s focused on General Vos. Windu is the opposite. The healer finishes examining the machines and holds her hand above Vos’ forehead, before making quiet excuses and leaving.

She comes back with Healer Eerin who preforms the same examination. “Anything wrong?” Obi-Wan asks.

“I don’t think so but I’m staying for the next 20 minutes to watch.”

It’s twenty minutes later that Healer Eerin kicks all of them out to eat except for Fox, who she brings a chair for. “I don’t know why, but your presence if helping him heal. I’m sure you have things to do but if it’s possible for you to stay a little-”

“I’m not leaving him.” Fow states, and Cody thinks of General Vos’s words on the bridge and heartbreak that hasn’t left his face and thinks oh.

They leave the door open when they go just for a bit, and Cody can tell Obi-Wan had the same idea as him because there’s concern and something that could become anger on his face. General Windu’s as inscrutable as always but Cody’s heard enough from Ponds to know the man takes threats to the jedi seriously. He shushes his troopers outside and waits.

“I’m sorry.”

It’s enough time that Cody had wondered if Fox was gonna stay silent and the shaking in his voice alarms him almost as much as the words. “I didn’t mean it I promise Quinlan. It was just a bad day and I snapped I’m sorry. You force-damned idiot it must have been days to find that and get so injured you know the Guard would’ve done anything they could for you even if I was being an asshole, you think Thorn didn’t smack me around the head when I told him? You’re our jedi Quinlan and we need you to wake up, I need you to wake up I can’t apologize properly if you’re sleeping, please, the Guard’s lost too many people please don’t let us loose our crazy jedi too.”

Fox is crying by the end of that, shaky sobs that scratch his throat, and Cody hits the panel to shut the door and turns to the two jedi.

“Well that answers that question.” Windo states. “I think the Commander will be there a while.”

“If it helps Quinlan heal I can’t speak against it.” Obi-Wan muttered. He slumps into a chair, exhausted. “It’s been a day. Who wants to eat?”

“I do.” Cody says. “And then I want to head to the barracks and make Thorn tell me what’s been going on with Fox, because I feel like I’m missing something important.”

*

Things get better after that, some slowly, some quickly. The Separatists decide it’s in their best interests to surrender to General Kenobi, and the war wraps up quickly with some planets staying separate and many arrests in the leadership (interestingly, a lot of crime groups that deal with jedi more than they would like to also decide to go clean after that footage. Who’d’ve thought?). The troopers learn about their new home with glee and throw themselves into learning how to be things other than soldiers with a mix of joy and apprehension. It takes time for the Coruscant Guard to be fully comfortable with their other brothers, but it’s something that the rest of the troopers work on furiously when they learn how hellish Coruscant had been for them. Anakin gets so much therapy (as do many other people) and the Jedi use time they have now that the war’s over to start distancing themselves a bit from the Senate, trying to ensure that they can’t be forced to lead an army again.

Fox is there when Quinlan wakes up, asleep and holding Quinlan’s hand and there are tears and apologies and promises. The Guard cheers when they get their general back because they love their crazy jedi as much as the other battalions. And the clones and jedi start to heal together.

[ac-art-and-stuff]

Imagine Marius goes down in battle. Imagine Lethica, unable to control her fear as something tugs at the emptiness in her mind. Something unsettlingly familiar that she's felt before. Imagine the breaths in between her prayer to Shar to return him to life. Ragged. Pained. Panicked.

Something bright and hot pushes against the cool darkness in her memories. She thinks of the pyre outside of the mines. "By Lathander! By Shar!" She thinks of the vision of Marius in her the burning house while on the roof of the church in Cyril. "No...! No no no! What have I done!? I'm so sorry!" She thinks of the comforting chill of his hands as they danced, her own uncomfortably warm within them. "I'm sorry... for everything; but I've enjoyed every moment with you."

"No no no!" She demands. "Not again!"

I won't lose you too.

I can't erase myself twice.

[himinee]

This genuinely is one of the main reasons I don't like the sequels. Because this shit was heartwrenching and awful to every degree but it was added in as an afterthought. We didn't know what planet starkiller was made out of. It wasn't important. Damn thing was an awful superweapon that killed billions if not trillions, who cares what planet it was?

And then like a careless afterthought they drop the fact that it was Ilum. Up until Fallen Order, that's all it was. Some carelessly dropped sidenote.

And damn if that doesnt cover the sequels perfectly. Carelessness. They made those movies with out a single regard of what they were doing to the rest of the franchise. And now the rest of the franchise just has to fucking deal with it.

And before anyone gets defensive about the characters or something, I dont actually mind the sequels so much as the idea of them being stand alone movies. They had some problems but they had some good shit (visual team was on fucking point). They weren't the greatest but the werent the worst by any regards. Hell I enjoyed watching them at the time. I'm disappointed with the sequels because they are Star Wars movies and exist within the Star Wars universe. We could have had so much better.

i just think that it's really horribly painful that ilum, a place that is so sacred to the jedi and so important to their culture, eventually is converted to a superweapon that probably killed millions upon millions of people in the form of starkiller base and it just so horribly goes against everything that the jedi stood for that i just.

honestly this is probably one of the most painful things about star wars to me.

[gffa]

Because it’s back in theaters everyone on tiktok is making Jedi commentary talking about critiques of the Jedi order and I just want to scream! Like I can’t write out essays on each and every one but it’s so crazy how Palps was SO good at propaganda people outside his universe are falling for it too! Even the most basic things like “oh they were evil for fighting in the clone wars” like they don’t know as the audience that it was engineered by a Sith Lord to destroy the Jedi

You should start writing out those essays! I mean that genuinely. Don't make it a bitter rant about how people are Wrong On The Internet, but take that energy and refocus it into fueling an essay about why you love the Jedi and why they were backed into a corner and there were no good options. You don't have to write them all out, but write one or two, cite quotes from the movies/TV series, go back over the canon to look for more things you want to talk about and show what the Jedi actually say/do in the canon, talk about why you love them. It helps so much to feel like you're putting forth something positive and then we can ignore the people who are Wrong On The Internet How Very Dare and instead have a fun time in fandom. Tell me your feelings about the Jedi in ROTS or what your favorite scene is or how cool Mace is or how many tears you cried during the Order 66 scene!

[bogleech]

Captain bogleech do you have handy references for the faces of mosquitos, fleas, houseflies, and ticks? I'm picking at an idea of a character who is themed around disease, and is strictly a source of disease and not diseased themself so like... Worlds best spreaders. The one I'm most locked on is miss aedes aegypti because of her good taste in stripes. SO in season (I dontactually know if stripes are in season)

Yes! First its good to know how a "normal" insect mouth is set up:

In most insects, like a grasshopper or a cockroach or the majority of beetles, there's a labrum covering the top of the mouth, kind of like a duck bill! The chompy mandibles are under that, then there are the maxilla to either side of each mandible, which include the "palps" it uses like little hands to hold food. The labium is the bottom part, and also has another set of palps! @revretch has gone into lots of detail on this but they put it best by explaining that the insect mouth is like a four sided box, formed by the labrum, maxilla and labium, with the mandibles usually inside the box. It's just that lots of insects do weird things with these parts, and many have big giant mandibles that always stick out.

Mosquitoes have all these parts, but they're all long and thin, and they all fold together to form the proboscis, with some of them bending back as it drills into flesh.

Fleas have similar to mosquitoes, but shorter and more compact. And many species have that AWESOME looking "mustache" of thorns right above the mouth, used for anchoring to furry hosts while they feed :)

In the non-biting flies, the mandibles are GONE, the mouth extends on a flexible hose and the labella is modified into a big flaring two-lobed pad. Digestive enzymes flow down the labrum and into grooves on the pad, so it works like a sponge soaked with acid :)

Ticks are a lot different because they're arachnids rather than insects, and arachnids have fewer mouthparts; normally just one pair of palps and one pair of chelicerae, which are the "fangs" in spiders! Below all that is an arachnid's real mouth, usually just a tiny little hole. In ticks, the palps are fused into two flat flippers, which the tick uses to pinch the skin of its host. The chelicerae are formed into a pair of jagged "scissors," if the blades of scissors were on the outside! These dig in and widen a small hole. Then the mouth is surrounded by a long extension, the hypostome, which is thickly covered in sharp tiny toothlike blades. Look how rad it is:

I say this a lot but the entire part people think of as the "head" of a tick is really just the mouth, because ticks are related to mites, and in mites, the head is fused entirely with the body. So when ticks have eyes, they're here:

It's tragic the world sees ticks as fat blobs with tiny heads, when in fact they are just big heads with legs.

For fun here are some of my Mortasheen monsters that hybridize humans with all the above, though my mosquito is very dated and due for a big overhaul someday; I didn't bother trying to merge real mosquito mouthparts with fleshy human ones and just had the whole mouth spiral together:

I also drew the flea without its "helmet" piece first, and went on to draw several alternate helmets :)

I put the most effort into the tick as you can tell. I also incorporated the fact that they smell with their front legs. :)

[phoenixyfriend]

Remember my post about Anakin pulling a Mike Murdock? Yeah, no, I have a full on AU concept now (with contributions by @threebea! indented)!

He lies so hard about having a brother that the universe invents a twin from scratch for him. It happens when Anakin is like twelve.

Anakin was just committing to the bit on a mission because he was bored.

The Force was also bored.

Oh no Anakin force manifests a sibling Obi-Wan: …That's not how the Force works. Anakin: You tell the Force that. Obi-Wan: Well, I suppose this would be your half-brother since the Force is your shared parent. Obi-Wan after the initial shock: This might as well happen.

New brother is better at some things and worse at others, as any person is. Anakin is, naturally, a fucking mess about all that, worries he'll be replaced, etc.

Obi-Wan just brings this to the Council and nobody can DENY this Skywalker from the Jedi after they already took the first one. So. Mace volunteers.

This Skywalker is a bit more Force than Anakin, got glowing eyes and visions and the Animal Communion buff. But is worse at flying, worse at tech, and unfathomably worse at people. Which is a FEAT, since Anakin's not too hot at social skills in the first place.

Mace has his hands full in many ways, including "keep this child from walking face first into the wall."

Obi-Wan: We are not calling him Anagain.

Anakin had many mixed feelings but! If he's going to have family then he's going to commit!

The other option is that the brother is younger by enough that the Older Brother instincts kick in, but I think the one-sided twin rivalry is funnier.

Anakin: I'm a big brother now. Anagain: I think we're supposed to be twins. Anakin: I have more worldly experience. Anagain: I'm taller. Anakin: wut Anagain: alpha twin alpha twin (that's his nickname until you come up with actual name lol) Obi-Wan: Well, I'm taller than both of you, and while that is the case you both need to listen to me. Anagain: (flash of foresight) So, not for long Obi-Wan: What? Anagain: Nothing. Mace: (the Shatterpoints are blinding) Yeah, I'll be taking this one. More seriously tho, Anakin definitely torn between what if everyone likes him better he's born from the force what if he's the chosen one what if and also: I have a brother I have family I need to take care of him. Probably some fun twin force bond too. Oh man Sheev after digesting all of that would definitely try to get some jealousy going.

Anakin talks about the new brother with terms like Freshly Hatched and Innocent Baby and it's mostly a joke except that now HE thinks Palps is a creep when it's aimed at Not Him.

Palpatine: When do I get to meet him? Anakin: [absolutely not] Mace won't let him [Yeah that'll work] Mace: Yeah, absolutely not, he didn't help save Naboo there's no reason for my Padawan to have a relationship with the Supreme Chancellor

I've decided to call the brother Aion (EY-yon). I like the whole thing about Anakin's name being based on Ananke, even if it's a disputed thing, so I go for Greek myth when doing alt names for siblings.

Mace still bitter about having to let Palps get time with Anakin not about to do the same if he can help it. Although that comic takes place later eh (handwaves) still The Jedi might try to be hush hush about where aion came from anyway since he would fall directly under Jedi business

Help I'm imagining Mace and Obi-Wan on a walk and the twins are on child leashes. Anakin because ADHD will have him trying to run off to look at something. And Aion because he's going to be so distracted by visions that he will walk into traffic.

"Can we send a letter to mom so she knows he exists?" The other thought was ANAKIN holding the child leash for Aion, and then Obi-Wan or Mace holding the one for Anakin. Lil chain.

Aion: Hey… I know I've only existed for a few months, and yes my memories of before are sort of built by the Force, but I'm pretty sure the Supreme Chancellor is evil. Mace: You saw that in a vision? Aion: No, he's just super creepy. Bad vibes.

Obi-Wan: Of course he's evil, he's a career politician. Anakin: What about your friend from Alderaan? Obi-Wan: That's different.

One of these boys is constantly zoning out. The other is smiling, but the smile contains murder.

They're both adhd but with wildly different sides of it.

EXACTLY

Also.

Aion: [silent, a bit upset but mostly chill] Anakin, holding his hand: He asked for no pickles!

[leapingbadger]

Last Line Challenge

Thanks so much for the tag @archivewriter1ont! It's been a while since I've done one of these.

This is from my AU where Palps is dead and the Batch and about to discover the inhibitor chips. I'm not going to even pretend this is a line, it's a whole conversation because I had do much fun writing the banter.

Obi Wan was surprised to hear numerous voices coming from inside his quarters. “Wait, wait, wait. Hang on.” a cacophony of noise came out of a comm Cody was holding, “Wait…Tech…hang on I just…” Cody threw an apologetic look over his shoulder at Obi Wan and quickly turned back to the comm. “Tech…Tech…TECH…” Tech still rambled on, completely impervious to the Commander’s interjections. “HUNTER!” Cody yelled into the comm. There was a brief lull and a fumbling noise and static as the Comm changed hands. The tattooed face of the Sergeant Obi Wan had only met once in passing flew in front of the comm. “Sorry, Codes. It’s hard to get him to stop when he gets going.” Obi Wan heard a rather scathing retort from Tech in the background and moved closer to the chaos erupting out of the comm. “Oh, Hello General.” Hunter said formerly, saluting with his free hand. “At ease, Sergeant. We are no longer at war.” “Ah…yes sir…” “Wait…why is the General in your barracks, Codes?” Wrecker’s voice called presumably from across the room given the quieter volume. “It’s actually the General’s Quarters, Wrecker.” Cody replied, ignoring the implied question. “Don’t you read the holonet?” Tech said, exasperatedly. “Nothing on there’s worth reading.” Wrecker said dismissively. “The General and Cody are…” Tech seemed to falter when it came to describing exactly what they were and Obi Wan smirked as he waited for the appropriate response from the specialist. “Hunter?” Tech said asking for help. “They’re seeing each other, you idiot.” Crosshair interjected snidely. “You mean…” Wrecker started confused. “They’re in a relationship, Wreck. Don’t blow a gasket.” Hunter said calmly. “We can do that?” Wrecker asked in surprise. Obi Wan covered his mouth to stave off his laughter. Cody rolled his eyes and mouthed “I’m sorry” as the Jedi continued to chuckle. “Why, did you have someone in mind?” Echo asked curiously. “Well, I didn’t know Jedi were an option. That’s got to be interesting, right?” “Why don’t you ask Cody,” Crosshair said with a smirk. “Very interesting, actually.” Cody said with a smile, holding the holo out further so the group could see he and Obi Wan standing together, the Jedi’s arm pulling gently at his waist. “And technically we’re not supposed to be an option.” Obi Wan said with a smile. “But the Commander can certainly be persuasive.” “You fell for me first, Obi Wan.” Cody said with a chuckle. “You came onto me first, if I recall, Cody.” They stood grinning at each other, completely forgetting the cluster of men on the other end of the line. Hunter cleared his throat, an amused eyebrow raised, “Do you two need a minute?”

NPT for @crosshairs-dumb-pimp-gf @indigofyrebird @clonethirstingisreal @dangraccoon

[stealingpotatoes]

askposting except its just one ask that was 924 words long

which i think is internet-jesus getting me back for the obscenely long ao3 comments i leave LOL

(also for the sake of my own screenshots im not. putting the whole paragraphs of text in but i did read them!!!)

@thedynamicworm thank u!!! ur idea of them meeting on coruscant is fun but leia doesn't sneak away on any missions!! she may have her father's inability to follow orders, but she knows where to draw the line and draws it pretty solidly at "things that will get me killed and/or grounded for a year". she sticks to tatooine and rebellion bases and the few planets her family takes her to for jedi training or little trips!

the closest she gets to meeting luke before age 15 is thru force dreams and the like

gaslight girlboss gatekeeping! Padme is VERY quiet about Luke's birth for the first few months (is just on Naboo w her family) and 1. pretends Luke was the result of a secret Naboo husband and 2. manages to hide when his birthday is so it looks a Bit Less Suspect. the handmaidens create this insane papertrail so convincing that Palps, had he not known otherwise, probs would've fallen for loll.

so deep down he does sorta know that Luke's Anakin's son, however comma he can't prove it for shit and Padmé never lets him get close enough to try prove it loll. + he can't rlly openly act against such a popular senator so theyre essentially fighting a shadow cold war

Luke meets Rex (eventually)!!! the closest there ever would be to codywan would be Obi-wan wistfully staring at his commander like he's in a period drama remembering before remembering he's not a hussy and thats forbidden lol. cody's just up to his canon shit unfortunately ):

same as canon, being a spiteful bastard, yelling kenOOOBIIII, and blinding dilfs <3

again same as canon (or potes-brand-canon) lolll she's out there vibing w quinlan!!!

they meet after the reunion when Padmé and Luke are staying on a rebel base w the Skywalkers and the Ghost fam visits! Ezra obvs goes to see his bestie Leia and she's like EZRA I HAVE A BROTHER NOW MEET MY BROTHER HIS NAME IS LUKE ISN'T IT COOL I HAVE A BROTHER and with a very fifteen-year-old twinge of worry that he's going to be replaced, Ezra goes to meet Luke. and the twinge of worry is replaced with a twinge of "oh no i'm gay" bc wow ok. he's cute. are people allowed to be this cute??

Luke's first opinion is "wow this guy's cool! and he has um... very uh... mm facial structure" the former of which is definitely ruined when Ezra does some stupid shit like 3/4 of a backflip and eats shit on the hangar floor

[jonnysinsectcatalogue]

Non-Biting Midges - Family: Chironomidae | Species unknown

Today's insect image showcase has been uploaded with 2 purposes in mind. Firstly, Midges as a whole haven't been featured all that much on this blog due to their difficulty to identify, their size and their swarming behavior. This is to say, it can be difficult to get the best picture of these insects since they're nearly always airborne and active. As well, while I'll happily showcase an insect by itself as it's found in nature, observing just one of these little Flies may not be that impressive. However, while a few distinct individuals were photographed here, I'm grateful to have found a large swarm at rest with individuals skittering along a wooden fence! Picture 10 offers a close-up of some of these fence-sitting individuals, while Picture 9 shows the range and density of the swarm, and that's not the end of it. While these Midges were content to walk along the shaded wood, there were many other airborne swarms dancing in the sunlit air throughout the afternoon! All these swarms didn't simply appear because Toronto had a warm spring day. There were always there as they were photographed near a waterfront, their breeding ground.

Although these little Flies can be a nuisance to springtime fun and outdoor parties, it's worth remembering that these Non-Biting Midges lack the mouthparts to bite humans. This is a stark contrast to the similar looking Mosquitoes who are more often associated with blood-feeding from mammalian hosts thanks to their prominent proboscis. That brings us to the second purpose of this latest showcase of images: a test of the Pixel 8a's ability to zoom in and maintain a reasonable level of image detail and clarity. Previously (using the Pixel 4) I wasn't able to take suitable photos of most insects beyond 2x magnification without a powerful light source. Maintaining image focus, especially on smaller insects was also quite difficult beyond 2x magnification which resulted in many deleted blurry photos. In taking photos of these tiny, dainty, thin-limbed Flies, the Pixel 8a was able to go to 6x magnification before losing focus and/or significant image detail. You can be the judge of these Midge close-ups, especially Pictures 1, 2 and 5. For 2 in particular, you'll find no presence of a piercing proboscis; only dangling palps which can assist in nectar/liquid intake, as demonstrated by the individuals lapping up food spillages in Picture 7. Naturally, this makes these individuals safe to handle with no chance of being pierced. They are delicate however, so kindly handle them with care. With these results, I hope that you look forward to the image quality achievable in future posts.

Pictures were taken on April 27, 2025 with a Google Pixel 8a. I still aim to get as close and possible to the insects I find. A better zoom cannot replace that...but it certainly is a big help. As well, I'll get to test how magnification will hold up during the creation of an insect video.

[fierysakura]

Welcome to the Four Padawans AU!

The reason I made this account.

I’ll share character designs and details as we go, but for now, Context!

This is a Pro-Jedi ‘hey, what if things went ok’ AU.

It’s a Happy AU. Palps is stopped.

Branches off from Qui-Gon’s second padawan, Xanatos, who in Jedi Apprentice ends up a Fallen Jedi and causes a lot of problems for Qui and Obi-Wan until he’s eventually killed. In this AU he’s still a Jedi.

Set over Five time periods:

Qui-Gon: Dealing with the end of Feemor’s apprenticeship, and the full apprenticeship of Xanatos and Obi-Wan.

Enter Anakin: Deals with Qui’s death and Anakin’s apprenticeship. How Xan and Fee being around helps change things.

Younglings: Anakin’s Padawanship. Deals with the four girls in the crèche (who will become Anakin and co’s Padawans) and how they meet their masters at various points in the Temple. We see Izhala and Daesha become Padawans to Xanatos and Feemor.

The Clone Wars: Ahsoka and Enaya become padawans to Anakin and Obi-wan. How Palpatine is stopped.

Recovery: Dealing with the aftermath of Palpatine’s defeat and exposing the Senate’s lies.

- A lot of my content focuses around the four girls and the clone wars, but please feel free to ask about anything!

Base Lore + Changes:

As you can expect, characters will have some personality changes as a result of a different life.

I’m not very familiar with Xanatos or Feemor in their canons. I just thought it would be a fun idea and adapted them with what I know.

I also won’t be using any major plot from Jedi Apprentice. Again, I’m unfamiliar with it and don’t really like what I do know.

Feemor finished his training under Qui after his master was killed (as his story originally is), but remains very close to the disaster lineage and sees them as family.

Xanatos doesn’t Fall and becomes a Jedi Shadow.

Anidala… probably won’t happen. Sorry for the fans, but I struggle to see that relationship as anything but unhealthy 😅. Anakin and Padmé will be close friends though.

Obitine definitely isn’t happening. Never really made sense to me… and I really don’t like Satine

Neither Jedi nor canon Clones will have any romantic relationships

As mentioned, this is Pro-Jedi and has a lot of emphasis on Jedi Culture and how the clones come to fit into it.

The Clone Wars last 7 years and end with Palpatine’s defeat.

There’s extra clone lore that plays an important role in Palps’ downfall, but I’ll leave that for a separate post.

[sonic-fairyspell]

What is CG medic cross whole story, Iv read your snippets with him in them and I’m Truely curious about his story and the people around him (he looks like he needs a large sun sized hug!)

Ooooh, I love an invitation to talk about My Son™️, lol!! He does need all the hugs lol. Sorry it took a bit to get out tho lol!

(Art done by my friend @myceliumelium ) CC-5778, Cross: Commander in the Coruscant Guard. Medic, and CMO of Guard Medical. Force Senesitive. His batchmate are his twin Rourke (also Force Sensitive), older brother Memory and little brother Shark, Alpha 13 is his and his batch's Buir/Trainer. Says "Don't Cross me" often, even more as a child. Kaminoans separated him and twin Rourke after graduation. Cross was sent to Coruscant, while Rourke was kept on Kamino. Does his best to protect his brothers from the nat-borns, Kaminoans and Senators. A very kind, very protective vod. Would lay his life down for his vode and do what ever he could for them. Does not like the war. At all. He has to send the medical stuff, and the medics out, but he keeps getting met with "that's too much", or "not enough funding right now," and he can't leave Coruscant to help his frontline brothers. and in his own medbay, he's faced with wicked injuries, injuries the vode doesn't know how he got, missing hours. He hates it. Does not like the Senate or Palpatine. He likes the Jedi. Gets angry at being unable to help his brothers, the "normal" treatment of Clones. He dreams of being able to help his brothers, save them and make sure they wouldn't be hurt again, wrap them all up in blankets and fuck off to a planet that's just for them. Is afraid of loosing any of his brothers. Loves seeing his brothers have fun and live. Is totally fine with having pranks pulled on him. A bit of a realist. A very patient person. Very loving, gentle and kind. Very tactile. Loves his son, Caleb. Would do anything for him, tries to be a good father. Appearance: Buzzed hair cut, not completely, has a few inches on top. Has his batchmates names and numbers tattooed across his rib on his left side. Otherwise standard Clone appearance.

He was kidnapped by Palpatine two days before Order 66, and was essentially the first Inquisitor to be made, via the "training" (read: Torture, mind-fuckery, Mind Control Chip, and very icky Darkside oozing room). Was given the Name Acolyte by Palps. Eventually, He manages to claw his way out from under the chip and back to the Light, and fucking dips from the Empire. During his time in the Empire tho, he ends up having Relations with an Admiral (Rae Sloane) and has his son, Caleb Sloane. (its before he really breaks out, so the situation is a little funky but he loves his son so much and nothing can change that. He took Caleb and ran, and is raising him as best he can.)

Cross calls Caleb his "Little Starlight" and/or "Starlight"

He calls Caleb "Starlight" is cause getting Caleb was one of the brightest, happiest moments in his life post-Empire rising He's very close with Commanders Fox and Thorn. Besides his batchers, they are some of his closest brothers. Cross is also gay, lol. And that's it for now! That's my boy!

[baconmoop]

My argument as to why the mysterious letter is definitely Gaster.

Okay, now I’ve had time to drink it all in/actually do things for valentines day, I’m ready to make my argument as to why the mysterious letter is definitely our boy Gaster. I’ve been of the mindset that he’s a goofy old man for a long time, and I’ve always wanted to make a video essay to explain my point of view but I've never had the time. This newsletter gave me the push to write this ‘quick’ summary  though. Feel free to fight with me in the notes.

First of all, I am aware that the Japanese version uses Hiragana instead of his normal Katakana. I barely understand English, so I can’t even begin to understand the importance of it. It is my biggest foil, but I don’t think it affects things too much.

My first, easiest bit of evidence, is the fact that Toby has already removed the letter, leaving only this.

He does this constantly with Gaster stuff. He did it with the tarot cards, he did it with abc123a.ogg. The moment someone posts something online, he removes evidence of its existence. Suspicious, is it not?

Okay, let’s break the letter down shall we?

This is in line with a lot of things we already know about WDG. Most likely in Wingdings, we have hints in Sans’ lab and the true lab that his handwriting is impossible to read. We don’t know any of these are 100% him, but it makes sense that it would be difficult to read unless you were determined enough to do so (I assume that is what ‘squint your heart refers to?). 

There are multiple people who know what the ‘delta rune is’, but here to me he is clearly discussing the game, not the prophecy. The only person to ever have interest in our opinions of the experience is the ‘other him’, when he introduced us to the survey program. He also talks in short sentences, Like he does in the initial goner sequence, and pretty much everything else. 

Okay, so this is something that has plagued my mind for a while, but this has brought it to the forefront. I assume here that he’s referring to Dess being stuck in the code, or whoever it is (See here https://forum.melonland.net/index.php?topic=68.0). I’ve always been of the mind that Gaster genuinely wants to help, partially because of the eggs and partially because he seems to want you to win. He wants you to stop the roaring. I have a bunch of theories about this that probably deserve their own video, but here’s a quick summary:

If you name yourself Suzie in the goner maker scene, he says:

As far as I know, he doesn’t say this for anyone else, including ralsei, so he clearly has some kind of positive opinion of Suzie. Why would he say this if he was an antagonist to the fun gang?

When you die in the game and press no on the continue screen, the song ‘darkness falls’ plays (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FSn4p1Xx7NU&ab_channel=Palpe). While definitely having Gaster’s leitmotif for starters, Just listen to how melancholy it sounds. It gives me the same bittersweet vibes that it’s raining somewhere else gives me. If this is a reflection of how Gaster feels when you give up, then he’s definitely a bit bummed that you failed.

Someone is clearly helping the secret bosses. While most people assume that he is doing it for some kind of nefarious purposes, I think he was genuinely trying to help, and it backfired. 

Anyway, back to the letter.

There’s a lot of connections between forgetting and Gaster. Fanon dictates that he’s been completely erased from everyone’s memories, but I don’t want to rely on fanon here. The first thing that comes to mind is obviously ‘Don’t forget’ plastered all over deltarune, which is what I assume he means when he calls it ironic, but that isn’t specifically tied to him. What I do think of however, is goner kid. I’ve already put enough images in this bad boy, but he says "Have you ever thought about a world where everything is exactly the same...Except you don't exist? Everything functions perfectly without you...Ha ha... The thought terrifies me." We know so much about how the goners are connected to him, I’m not gonna re-go over it here. Someone also mentioned the Spamton sweepstakes “AREN'T YOU FORGETTING SOMETHING?” on the ice page, which could also be relevant here. Is there any other character linked to forgetting as much as he is?

Okay, now for my most dubious point (sue me I’m not an actual theorist). But… Doesn’t this give you old man papyrus vibes? It’s goofy, It’s in all caps, it puts a smile on my face. To quote my friend outside the fandom, “It’s giving old man texting his grandchildren for the first time”. I know this is one of the biggest contradictions for people, claiming that it’s out of character for gaster to speak like this, but I give exhibit A, from the legends of localisation book: 

(Ripped directly from https://www.tumblr.com/gasterofficial/715722490333298688?source=share)

I’ve always loved this. It’s probably not canon, but it’s goofy as hell. It was one of the first things that made me want to do a video on my “gaster is a good dude” ideas. It’s the exact same vibes as the letter. 

So what do you think? I could definitely go into more detail about all of this, if people are interested. I just saw something that helped fuel my theories and had to put my opinions out there. Please don’t murder me in the notes for going against the antagonist gaster grain I am very sensitive okay good by!

[acreaturebythewater]

2024 reflections

thank you for the tag @lemonsrosesandlavender <3

here are some tags for @little-paperboat @waterdeep-weavemoss @gufu-vire and @galeorderbride if you want to <3

i'm really just rambling here, i hope some things make sense.

What's been your biggest learning point this past year?

2024 is the year i started writing more than just short stories at the age of 10. so everything?

i was really scared of hurting my characters in the beginning of the year, i just wanted them to be happy. now i know that doesn't make a good story at all and i can't wait to throw all the characters under the buss and drive back and forth over them a couple of times for good measure. if i wanted to be happy all the time i should've stayed with one shots.

also plan ahead and edit more, please.

How has your writing developed this past year?

i think it's gotten a bit less detailed and more focused on what's actually important. i kind of know what i want it to look like now, which i can't explain at all more than i know when i see it.

Bad writing habits?

this is mostly to do with my mental health (which is surprisingly good these days except sometimes), i get into my slumps where i don't write anything for weeks and just get really mean to myself for not writing and then get even meaner when i sit down with the document and can't get the words on the page. no fun at all times. and i like to have fun.

Favorite thing you wrote?

you keep showing up for sure. but, while i like what i've posted and the feedback it'd gotten, i think the reason i personally like it so much is because of what's to come *rubbing my hands together like a fly*. i can't wait to get it onto the page and share it.

i also have to make an honourable mention to somewhere there's a party, i expected three people to read it but not only did more people find it (not that many, it's a one shot modern au of a not particularly popular ship after all), the people who liked it truly ate it up and i got some great feedback. i also never expected i'd write it. i never expected i'd write the series. a true wildcard fic.

Biggest win?

i'll try to say this without getting all soppy. finding my little space and community in the big bad world.

maybe the real win were the friends we made along the way.

i won't tag anyone because i will forget someone but palps, the beno babes, my mutuals, the regular commenters.

that's what's meant the most to me throughout 2024.

Your favorite words of the year, aka the words you check each chapter for, making sure you didn't repeat them 788 times?

amused and annoyed. they are my favourite feelings but good god, forget please learn to describe it in some other way.

Goals for the new year?

be kinder to myself.

maybe don't write more as in amount of words but write more regularly.

try out new smut things, not just the old repertoire in different settings.

What are you excited for in the new year?

yksu!

acoh!

bless you!

getting deeper into the durgic nonsense (last night my head made a looooong timeline for them which unfortunately might mean what was supposed to be two chapters, one pre-tadpole and one at moonrise, might have to be expanded (which i kind of don't want it to 😭)).

find another rude, morally lacking, and/or old blorbo to write about (this will happen, i can't help it).