#traitor eyes

[animatedjen]

Traitor Inquisitorious | Jedi Fallen Order

[natjennie]

I love the captain as much as any of you, that much should be clear. but I have to say it. sometimes you guys make him too nice. in your fics and your art and whatnot. he's sensitive yes but when he gets overwhelmed he gets mean. he is commanding and snippy and rude. yeah maybe he'd apologize or ask for a hug or admit he was wrong or whatever but it would be a JOURNEY to get there. he's got like 8 different walls up at any given time and when you threaten one he gets cunty. please don't deny him his right to be a bitch.

[ghostlyfirn]

you're telling me that not only can we see Crowned Magolor in HD, but we can ALSO throw sand in his eyes?

Sold.

[blueaiyuice]

combine the earthrealm gang and the fuck-up-shang-tsung-and-quan-chi gang and you get this

based off of this tweet

[torbooks]

Devilman Crybaby meets Marvel’s Venom in Exordia, the science fiction debut of Seth Dickinson, author of The Traitor Baru Cormorant. 

WHAT’S IT ABOUT

Meet Anna Sinjari, a refugee and disaffected office worker eking an existence in New York City. Her life is about to be upended by Ssrin, an alien with eight serpent heads, no qualms with cold-blooded murder, and an appetite for turtles (yum).

The universe is governed by seven passions, seven patterns which appear again and again, across species and across time. Anna and Ssrin are bound by the last and the greatest. The cosmos itself ships their very souls. Specifically for them, that means they’ll have to outmaneuver spies, armies, and government agencies to save humanity from a diabolical alien entity, hellbent on pinioning the souls of every creature on earth.

Exordia is expansive adventure science fiction that reads like a race-against-the-clock thriller in the vein of Michael Crichton, but steeped in the irony, humor, and pain of the Internet age. An alien-human epic for those who've always rooted for the monster.

[aridis]

Oof-

[traitor-lord]

infection more like just a constant unending headache

[comfiecore]

Baru Cormorant’s wound swallows half her world

inprnt

[jayninjago]

Jayism so real

[grahamcarmen]

[u5an5]

Theory: The Clone X was not Cody like some people think or even Fives (I know he's been dead for a very long time but so was Boba Fett and look where we are. Plus, Echo was supposed to be certainly dead too; making him Winter Soldier-esque storyline wouldn't be that surprising) or not even Slick.

((Also, now that we've seen his face devoid of any tattoos or scars I think first two takes are definitely not applicable anymore; they wouldn't put that much effort to make him unrecognizable))

Back to the point: In my opinion, The Clone X was none other than...

Fox.

Now let me explain.

Who else, other than X, was loyal to the law and justice dictated by it over any moral or ethic code?

Fox.

Who else was portrayed with such single-minded focus on hunting down traitors of the government he served, regardless of what it was?

Fox.

Who else could know not only Coruscant so well but also identify Rex like they knew each other?

He already was a remarkably successful tracker of traitors, why not make him more efficient by pointing them out for him?

Good soldiers follow orders, after all.

[ardate]

I was looking up this old Metalocalypse Prophecy post I had found way back when Doomstar Requiem released, because I had made it my desktop background for a while at the time, and man.

Reading those ten year old comments, after watching Army of the Doomstar?

How topical and fitting. We believe in William Murderface.

[stardustshimmer]

Friend or foe?

[zeb-z]

I need this hiatus over stat I’m having Caspian withdrawals

[pussyhoundspock]

People will complain about Daniel crimes all the time but what they don't understand. I think infact he should be a bigger cunt.

[sleeplessdreamer123]

Fanfic Idea!

Where Lucerys is Laenor's trueborn son, he just has the looks of his grandmother and great grandmother.

Instead of dying, once he fell, the the Drowned Gods made the ocean embrace him, and made him one of their own, a merman.

Aemond kept having nightmares of the ocean, a song calling him from deep below. He fears it was Lucerys haunting him from his watery grave.

Then he heard rumors. The inhabitants of Storm's End started jumping of the cliffs. Those that were stopped were acting insane, screaming and hollering, saying they were being called to the ocean.

"Listen!" They hissed.

People thought there was a sickness of the mind spreading, and began shutting themselves in. Then they heard it. The song. At first it was faint, only few heard, but then it got louder, a voice so enthralling, so mesmerizing, it made them lose themselves. They leapt off the cliffs, the windows of the castle, any way they could, just to get closer to the owner of the song.

The rest did everything they could, they barred the windows facing the ocean, they closed the gates, they stuffed wax into their ears, but the songs just kept beckoning the people, so soft and sweet, asking them to join the singer in his world.

Even Lord Borros's daughters weren't immune to the call, one of them almost jumping off the window, had it not been for the maids grabbing her dress, she would have succeeded.

The wails of the inhabitants, both from those who lost their loved ones, and those who couldn't join them, finally forced Borros to call for his future good son to help them, be it finding the owner of the song, or burning the gods damned bay with that ridiculously large she-beast, anything to stop the madness.

Aemond almost went mad himself when he noticed how similar the song was to the ones from his nightmares, and searched the entire bay for it's owner. Soon, he even ordered Vhagar to dive into the ocean, and dive she did.

Both prince and dragon were never seen again. The songs have stopped, replaced by an eerie silence.