Crack AU where Anakin can all of a sudden hear the background music that we all hear. Those pleasant chats with Palpy become a lot more ominous. Though Anakin admits that the fights have become a lot more epic. Thoughts?
Hahahahaha. Love it!
And okay, my first though was “and the galaxy was saved because even Anakin Skywalker would struggle to keep trusting Palpatine with that music playing in the background”
Anakin think he’s gone COMPLETELY insane (maybe he’s finally been electrocuted too many times and its fried his brain). He doesn’t tell anyone though because he can still fight just fine just… everything is a lot more musical. He doesn’t want to be thought crazy and taken off the front lines.
Once he figures out what the various musical cues mean he actually finds them useful in figuring out how dangerous a situation is. Also battles are so much cooler now and boring landscapes are slightly less boring because at least now they have mood music. Yep, he can live with this.
(Although he is always confused why the ominousness that is The Imperial March starts playing at some of his decisions)
Hey everyone! Thanks to your advice, I made a masterpost for all my Good!Vlad au comic chapters!
Hope it’s easy enough to navigate:
The Revelation
The Speech
The Call
The Door
The Talk
The Confrontation
The Chance
The Montage
The Campaign
The Advice
The Session
The Promise
The Confession (Part 1)
The Confession (Part 2)
(Happy Dannypocalypse)
Vlad costume change
been laughing at this for an hour straight.
Sharing concepts for this short lived AU where Diary Silhouette Philip comes alive and befriends Luz. I made it mostly for cartoony expression and body language shenanigans
Also made a funny cause it’s comparable to @uncreative-mind ‘s Ghost! Philip
There are ravens circling the Schlossberg. There are ravens croaking in the trees of the Murpromenade. There is a raven in your bedroom, staring at you with its beady eyes, tilting its head.
It snows. The Bims can’t take you from A to B. The bike paths are not clear. You have to walk to work. Every other inhabitant of Graz has to walk too. Nobody speaks. You just walk, eyes glassy and empty.
You bought a delicious pastry from Auer. Hubert? Martin? You can’t find the pastry ever again. The elders say there was once a third Auer. They won’t say his name out loud. Whenever you come near they hush their voices.
You take the 39er because it’s cute and takes a round trip through the old town. Where is the bus stop you wanted to get out at? Have you missed it? Haven’t you seen this square, this alley before? You can’t remember.
It’s summer. The Passamtswiese is crowded. All people playing frisbee look the same. You blink. They still look the same. You are trapped in a neverending nightmare of ethereal summer.
Are there people living in Zinzendorffgasse from July to September? Or is it all a big lie to cover the fact that this part of town is basically a ghost town? You wander through the street, wondering, hungry, alone.
@austrianshitposting I want more 😳
One of the first books I read in English as a kid, maybe 1 year after I started learning English, was a booklet with a title like, How to Have a Great Time at Summer Camp. I don’t remember the exact title and I know I only picked it up because the other books in English in my school’s library looked way beyond my level, stuff like Austen and Dickens. The summer camp booklet didn’t look too interesting but it was small with simple sentences. I ended up being fascinated with it because it was the most American thing I had ever got my hands on and it felt impossibly exotic
all the kids had cool American names like Jill and Mike. One of them at one point talked about the “chipmunks” in the woods near the camp, a mysterious word that didn’t exist in my tiny English dictionary, and for some reason I pictured them as scrawny wolves. I had read Little House on the Prairie so I knew wolves were a major concern for Americans
camp “counsellors” were often mentioned, and my pocket English dictionary only defined that word as “psychologue”. I thought it was weird how American summer camps had dozens of psychologists roaming the premises, one for every 5 to 10 kids. That felt like a lot of psychologists
I had no idea that the word “pet” could mean “favourite”. When the booklet said one kid might become “the camp counsellor’s pet”, my dictionary helpfully led me to believe it meant that a psychologist would pick one unfortunate kid to be his domestic animal for the summer. Slightly disturbing. I moved on
the kids slept in “bunks” and my stupid dictionary only defined this word as “couche”. Which is not wrong, but we would probably say couchette instead, or better yet lits superposés, and couche is also our word for diaper so you can see why I continued being deeply intrigued by every new detail I learnt in this booklet. American kids are excited about camp because they get to sleep in diapers
I had never encountered the word “baseball” before but managed to guess it was some kind of sport, but when the booklet mentioned the “baseball diamond” (in the context of a kid saying the baseball diamond was big) I of course assumed it was an actual diamond that you could win if you won a game of baseball at camp. For some reason I had a debate with a classmate over the plausibility of this. I say for some reason because I didn’t really question the diapers or the wolves or the psychologists with their human pets. A diamond though? Doubt. I just remember that we were queueing up for lunch and I was like “What do you think?” and my friend said hesitantly, “Maybe if it’s a small diamond?” and I insisted “No! The book says it’s big!”
among the basic items the book said every kid should bring to camp were “batteries”. I didn’t bother looking up that word in my dictionary seeing as it’s the same in French. I didn’t know it was a false friend, and I was impressed to learn that most American kids own a drum set and bring it to camp as an essential item
on the same page, in the list of things every kid should put in their suitcase for summer camp, another item was “comic books”. I wasn’t sure what those were since in French we call them BD, but basing myself on the word “comic” I assumed they were books of jokes and puns. I loved learning that in the US all kids bring humour anthologies to summer camp, presumably because they worry about running out of funny things to say. I thought American kids sounded nervous and sweet. But also really cool, because of all the drums
Headcanon that Luke and Obi Wan got the money to pay Han Solo by selling the moisture farm at bargain-basement prices in Anchorhead without telling anyone that it was totally torched, and by the time anyone find out they were well off planet. Luke now has a reputation as one of Tattooine’s most famous con men despite the fact that it was Obi Wan who ran the con.
So, yeah, most fanfic rec lists include the same great fics. So here are some that are still amazing, 10/10, but you probably haven’t heard of.
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