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ALLHP ; who's the father LOL
Team “not actually oblivious to flirting, just terrified of appearing presumptuous” represent.
So that’s basically how it went down
Look. This is so fucking funny. Okay? Okay.
The original trio has already seen so many horrors.
No matter how much Obi-Wan complains, Anakin would insist on telling his kids Obi-Wan is their grandpa.
friends asked me to make this and i couldn't say no.
“Look at me, Obi-wan,” Vader’s voice, deep and static through his mask, seethed. “Look at what you’ve done to me.”
Obi-wan refused to look.
Then, a hollow, empty laugh. “Fear not Master; you will not die by my hand.”
The metal of his restraints bit into his wrists unrelenting and a constant reminder that he was trapped, with no hope of escaping. Where he once believed that some shred of Anakin Skywalker remained in the husk of Darth Vader, that was no longer the case.
Anakin was gone.
“No Obi-wan,” Darth Vader looked over the work his troopers had inflicted upon him at the time of his capture, seemingly pleased. “That would be far too merciful a fate for you.”
emily gwen, the creator of the sunset lesbian flag that we’ve come to commonly use, still continues to live in poverty.
multi-billion dollar companies have used their design and made profit from it, and yet they have not seen a cent for their creation.
i’ve been friends with emily for years, and i have not once seen them be financially stable the entire time. i’ve seen them homeless, unemployed, starving. right now, they need our help more than ever.
please consider donating to emily’s ko-fi, especially if you’ve used their design to create something and profited from it.
Humans are space orcs, but humans are real fucking sneaky and don't tell anyone they're predators after realizing that other sentient species are all prey. It starts out as wanting to assimilate without any negative stigma, but eventually they realize that we're really alone as sentient predators.
So q human goes on a research ship and that ship gets stranded on a deathworld and everyone freaks put bc they don't know how to handle this but the human's just like 'build shelter, hunt food, start a fire' and they're all like 'hunt food???!!' And they human's like 'shit'.
So they see a human climb trees, throw shit, track prey and realize 'oh no, that thing could kill us' but the human's helping and they don't really have the man power to get rid of them.
And eventually they realize the whole pack bonding thing is stronger than the predatory instincts and are relieved
One of the running themes in "humans are space orcs" circles is the idea that humans will bond with anything. I can think of plenty of stories of humans making friends with wild animals, alligators, predators, creatures that aliens would immediately recognize as too dangerous for contact. But I was reading a story about two orangutans released back into the wild today and there's a certain element to that story I haven't seen so often: humans will bond with animals regardless of whether the bond is reciprocal.
For every story of a human making friends with some unlikely creature, there are dozens of stories of conservation specialists tranquilizing animals, tending to their wounds or illness, and releasing them because they're too dangerous to handle consciously. Stories of tagging birds of prey and timber wolves and Siberian tigers. Fat Bear Week? Any of those bears would rip your face off without hesitation. But they're round and fluffy and intimidating and beautiful and we love them even though they hate us. We make an effort to protect our monsters, because we love our monsters.
Imagine an alien planet that's experiencing ecological degradation. Their flora is dying, and they can't figure out why. And, offhandedly, in a diplomatic mission, an allied planet mentions that humans have successfully reversed similar devastation on Earth. So they reach out and Earth sends some experts to check it out. And what do they suggest? Reintroducing an apex predator that used to be a scourge against alien settlements. The species still exists in other regions of the planet, but it is slowly disappearing outside of its native habitat.
The aliens are askance. They've told bedtime stories to their young of these creatures: how they tear apart their prey, how they've eaten their organs and rip apart their homes. Some suggest that it's a trick—that the humans are trying to prompt them into destroying themselves.
But there are many alien cultures on this planet, with many different stories and some of them agree. The world watches in anticipation as the humans help their predators. They seek them out, these fearless otherworlders, putting them to sleep and tending their wounds. They keep track of the beasts, not to harm them, but to protect them.
At first the doomsayers' prophecy seems to come true. The predators devour prey animals like a feast, like a slaughter to people who have never been so close to the circle of life. But then, slowly, not over months but over years, comes change. The prey no longer eat the leaves and buds of every tree; some are left to bloom and fall. The refuse rots in the dirt, and the floods cease as the soil grows thick with compost and rotted bone, thick enough to hold water. The shapes of rivers change to protect their surroundings from the rain. The pollinators rebound.
Decades later, other cities and nations begin to accept this human myth of "conservation." Champions arise, alien champions, now, who go into the depths of the wilderness and the seas to protect those predators from the apathy of time.
Not all of them make it. This is something else the humans teach. Sometimes the tranquilizers are not enough. Sometimes the timing is wrong. Sometimes accidents happen. And when they do, the aliens look to humans for an answer for why they should protect these creatures who have killed those they love?
"Because they knew the risks," the humans say. "Because they would be the first to speak to save them. Because they taught you to see the beauty in the wild and you must not close your eyes."
So, despite themselves, they don't.
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Look look one of the best fics I've read was under 10k and you say that's not valid? One of the most hardhitting has been under 2k and that's not valid???
Man, what the fuck, that's just sad. For you. I'm gonna keep reading these short ones cos I have the attention span of a toddler. Okay? Okay.
Fanfic tiktok is wild... I see so many people saying shit like "I could never read anything below 60k!!", or "What story can you even tell in under 5k words?" or "A oneshot below 10k isn't even a story!" or "I always filter completed fics by 100k< only!"
And I'm like...
A) which fandoms are you reading fics for where you have this kind of offerings on the regular?
B) have you heard of short stories? If you truly think every story NEEDS to be longform to connect with people, I sincerely feel sorry for you.
C) Average novel length is between 50k to 100k. I'm sorry, but CONSISTENTLY demanding fic writers to push out fics of that length is insane. Just think about it: YOU DEMAND AUTHORS TO PUT OUT FICS THAT COMPARE TO COMMERCIAL NOVELS IN LENGTH (AND QUALITY) AS A BASELINE.
Yall are wilding.
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[I used to know my place was the spot next to you]
chinese college girls slay (cr: 哭天喊地六仙女）
Maids, cleaners, janitors, and sanitation workers are all the most important people of civilization by far. Even 12 hours without them is VERY noticable and they simply need to be highly compensated for it
nasa: we're going to shoot three rockets directly at the sun during the total eclipse. for study and research purposes.
me: oh cool
nasa: we have named the rockets apep. this stands for atmospheric perturbations [in the] eclipse path.
me: oh cool
nasa: apep is also the ancient egyptian deity of chaos and darkness, who ceaselessly seeks to extinguish the sun. we launch these rockets directly at the sun in the name of apep.
me: oh... cool?
you look like scooped from a jar
you look like two scoops from a jar of something.
Jedi Master Maul faces the greatest obstacle of his existence: being tiny
Trying to do this again. Ways to support me.
Hello, my name is Caleb, and I am a disabled trans guy from the global south. I am indigenous southeast Asian.
I have chronic pain, and I am the sole caretaker of three other disabled people. I currently work three jobs, and am desperate for help. All three of my jobs are not stable income, as two depend on me having clients.
My mom and dad are both chronically ill, and both need battalions of meds like insulin, rosuvastatin, b complex to prevent seizures, and so much more (my mom is a survivor of a sepsis attack that resulted in a few minutes of brain death that caused nerve damage. She is a full time wheelchair user, and my dad's heart needs maintenance medicine) my parents medicine alone costs around 700-1000 usd per month- meds alone. And I still have to pay the electricity, water, internet for my work, my sisters tuition fees,.. etc.. for commissions I make around 750 usd, and then another 50-150 usd when folk tip.. I partially lose some of them because in southeast Asia, PayPal takes a small percentage each transaction, and then again for conversion, and then again as a fee when I transfer money to my bank... for my industry work, I've only made 10k usd for work worth three years now, and this is money am not even able to spend, because my contract has a morality clause, which means, if my publisher randomly decides to drop me or the author, I will have to return every penny I make, even if I have already drawn 390 pages of the comic..
I have been workinh so much I only have 4 hours worth of sleep per day for nearly 10 days now.. have no idea what to do.... I have not been able to work on my personal projects, all I want is to be able to play video games and work on my comic and talk to my friends and partner..
For three days now, my dad has been having symptoms that are worrying. Back of his neck is hurting, and his blood pressure is high, and his words when he speaks is slurred. He is afraid, and he is the only person in our household who does most of the housework. I would absolutely love to scrape by enough to get him to arrange a Dr's appointment tomorrow.. and everything else.. wiggle room until I can open again commissions for February. Sorry again, and I hope things work out for everyone.
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I think the Hunger Games series sits in a similar literary position to The Lord of the Rings, as a piece of literature (by a Catholic author) that sparked a whole new subgenre and then gets blamed for flaws that exist in the copycat books and aren’t actually part of the original.
Like, despite what parodies might say, Katniss is nowhere near the stereotypical “unqualified teenager chosen to lead a rebellion for no good reason”. The entire point is that she’s not leading the rebellion. She’s a traumatized teenager who has emotional reactions to the horrors in her society, and is constantly being reined in by more experienced adults who have to tell her, “No, this is not how you fight the government, you are going to get people killed.” She’s not the upstart teenager showing the brainless adults what to do–she’s a teenager being manipulated by smarter and more experienced adults. She has no power in the rebellion except as a useful piece of propaganda, and the entire trilogy is her straining against that role. It’s much more realistic and far more nuanced than anyone who dismisses it as “stereotypical YA dystopian” gives it credit for.
And the misconceptions don’t end there. The Hunger Games has no “stereotypical YA love triangle”–yes, there are two potential love interests, but the romance is so not the point. There’s a war going on! Katniss has more important things to worry about than boys! The romance was never about her choosing between two hot boys–it’s about choosing between two diametrically opposed worldviews. Will she choose anger and war, or compassion and peace? Of course a trilogy filled with the horrors of war ends with her marriage to the peace-loving Peeta. Unlike some of the YA dystopian copycats, the romance here is part of the message, not just something to pacify readers who expect “hot love triangles” in their YA.
The worldbuilding in the Hunger Games trilogy is simplistic and not realistic, but unlike some of her imitators, Collins does this because she has something to say, not because she’s cobbling together a grim and gritty dystopia that’s “similar to the Hunger Games”. The worldbuilding has an allegorical function, kept simple so we can see beyond it to what Collins is really saying–and it’s nothing so comforting as “we need to fight the evil people who are ruining society”. The Capitol’s not just the powerful, greedy bad guys–the Capitol is us, First World America, living in luxury while we ignore the problems of the rest of the world, and thinking of other nations largely in terms of what resources we can get from them. This simplistic world is a sparsely set stage that lets us explore the larger themes about exploitation and war and the horrors people will commit for the sake of their bread and circuses, meant to make us think deeper about what separates a hero from a villain.
There’s a reason these books became a literary phenomenon. There’s a reason that dozens upon dozens of authors attempted to imitate them. But these imitators can’t capture that same genius, largely because they’re trying to imitate the trappings of another book, and failing to capture the larger and more meaningful message underneath. Make a copy of a copy of a copy, and you’ll wind up with something far removed from the original masterpiece. But we shouldn’t make the mistake of blaming those flaws on the original work.
Weather forecast predicts absolute foolery
Well. The threatening display worked to quiet Lambert, just not in the way that was intended.
Scene doodle I have planned for The Rehabilitation of Death
I had this on my mind for a while now lmao i love putting lots of teeth on stuff
First trailer for Dreamworks' ‘THE WILD ROBOT' and HOLY FUCK ITS GORGEOUS???????
“Obi-Wan picked up Anakin’s lightsaber. He lifted his own as well, weighting them in his hands. Anakin had based his design upon Obi-Wan’s. So similar they were. “
I think the Jedi council should have at least considered sending obi-wan over to Dooku to be like “yes hello I am here for sith training” just to see what would happen
The fact that i first watched the original and prequel trilogy as a kid and ive watched episode 1, 5, 6 and 4 so much but watching the remaining two still has me needing to prepare myself because ep 2 has so much cringy Anakin like goshdamn this disaster man somehow managed to seduce the most beautiful woman in the galaxy and ep3 is this messy divorce where everything is just tragic. (And yes the divorce happens two times in my mind, with palpatine being that fucking bitch).
(The actors are so great, damnit can't believe Hayden Christensen shows how perfectly disastrous this pre-Darth Vader fuckaround Jedi is, and Ewan McGregor has done a fantastic Obi-Wan, he is so wet cat, bitchy elegant slut that he is, and Natalie Portman's Padme is so wild, so tragic and so ready to throw down i still love that she could have been using the Force and in another world was ready to kill her husband)
(I still say a threesome would have solved the galaxy they all had chemistry that now i as an adult can fucking see)
Palpatine u sad wrong motherfucker. I LOVE THIS. Because its so true, Anakin had put Padme in this pedestal like she was a saint and its not as explicitly stated or given a metaphor but Anakin had done this with Obi-wan too, calling him the perfect jedi as if jedi weren't the stories he heard of as a kid about warriors and mythical beings who would come and save everyone, and even if Obi-wan slowly becomes a man in his eyes to Anakin he is still the epitome of that perfection. I love it, i love this, and i also really love how fucking wrong Palpatine is, like u delusional old fool ur gonna destroy urself without realizing it bcos yes Obikin will also destroy themselves but they will drag everyone around them into this destruction and then build themselves back up too.
writing warm up that got away from me
It takes thirty-two more hours for the realization to come to Sidious, and he blames Skywalker wholly for the delay. The boy's own stupidity and black-and-white view of the galaxy must be rubbing off on him, that's the only reason Sidious can think of for not having thinking of this sooner.
Kenobi.
And Skywalker.
The answer has been sitting right before him this entire time, but he had been too blinded by his own hatred of Kenobi to see it. And Skywalker's hero worship of the man hadn't helped, of course. The way Skywalker talked of his old Jedi master evoked images of untouchable saints, glowing angels, benevolent deities...the same way he talked of those sentients he fancied himself in love with at the height of his relationships with them. Gilded and perfect and infallible. It was the way Skywalker loved, to paint his paramours as idols placed upon a pedestal.
How had Sidious missed that Skywalker had already done the same thing with Kenobi? Years ago! For years, he has endured Skywalker's fanatical praise of his Jedi master. He has listened to him complain about the man, his fastidiousness, his devotion to the Jedi Order--but oh, those moments that Sidious had made the mistake of agreeing with Skywalker's own words! He has never felt closer to losing Skywalker's trust than those times he let a bad word about Kenobi slip past his lips, even though Skywalker himself had already said much more damning things.
And yet no matter the argument, no matter the disagreement between Kenobi and Skywalker, Skywalker's faith in his master did not waver. He never took his master down from that pedestal, no matter how many times Kenobi revealed himself to be just a man.
Sidious has spent years resenting that, resenting Skywalker's unshakeable devotion to his master. He has spent years trying to ingratiate himself to the boy, trying to replace Kenobi as the boy's mentor, his father. And every time he has failed because it seems that no matter how often Kenobi manages to break Skywalker's heart, Skywalker gives it to him again without hesitation.
But...but if Skywalker were to see Kenobi through the lens of a man in love, if they were to fall into bed together and strike up a romance, then surely...surely Kenobi would flinch at the force of Skywalker's naked devotion.
Does anyone know of that one obikin fanfic where obi-wan wakes up and he realizes hes in star wars as anakin's cold master? You know that premise wherein hes like that reincarnated or isekai'd shizun????