most relatable Boba Fett Moment™ in the expanded universe is when he very calmly and curtly walks away from what should be a highly emotional conversation (much to the annoyance and disgust of the person he's speaking to), locks himself in a washroom, then proceeds to have debilitating panic attack for several minutes before standing up, composing himself, and walking out in the exact same unruffled manner like nothing happened :^)
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Oh great serotonin giver of tumblr, What is your wisdom?
This all i got..
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some doodles of my favourite shrimp boi
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The idea of trying to repair a giant superstructure that adores you and really just wants to cuddle is really funny to me.
oh n pray tell why, the job got more challenging in a really unexpected manner. that is a very serious business i'll let u know
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idk if I've ever heard anyone (cis, trans, enby, whoever) explain their experience of gender in a way I could relate to or understand as being unique to the particular gender identity they're describing
it's like people trying to explain to me the precise vibes of different high schools in their hometowns that I've never been to. no like I genuinely believe you that mcwilliamsburg kids are posers and forrester-smith-tailor students are snooty potheads, but I have no way to apply and no reason to internalize this information
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You are the Raven Queen
Once you were Something Else, but you’re so far removed from that Something Else that you barely remember it anymore. You’ve so removed yourself from your humanity to mask the overwhelming grief until you and numb and distant and tired down to your bones and oh so lonely
But then comes this band of fuckheads with hearts of gold, none more so than the party rogue, who keep fighting and pushing and defying all odds and tangling your threads and looking you right in your face and calling you a “Raven bitch” and their grief and their love and their souls are so alive and burning and scarred and standing that suddenly
You are no longer the goddess of death, but a mortal woman who once dared to look death in the eye and say “I will overthrow you”, and you’re reaching out for those threads of fate and bending them and your hands are bleeding red blood from the strain and you are, in that moment
Alive again
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Another toon! Nice to meet you!
(How are you?…)
-, hmmm… 🎭 anon(s)! (I dont think thats anonymous enough…)
-, @dazzleandrazzle
“Oh, I’m doing okay, I would say.”
“Both of you seem to have contrasting opinions, just like Glitz and Glam.. But they went missing two weeks ago.”
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