abandoned it for so long

MP100 x OtGW - 06

Hanazawa Teruki as Beatrice
Dimple as Adelaide of the Pasteur

Highlights from Firebringer
  • duck is lord 
  • sexuality and female empowerment being treated as a given, instead of being ignored or poorly represented as much of popular media currently does
  • the whole cast swearing like sailors 
  • the music (hello, percussion!), choreography, and costume/set/puppet design 
  • “all hail emberly, the fire shitter”
  • Brian Holden’s lone nipple 
  • the new cast members: Lauren Walker (Molag) being absolutely hilarious & having an amazing stage presence; Jamie Burns (Chorn) having the voice of a goddess; and Tiffany Williams (Tiblyn) being the cutest human being ever
  • shameless kissing 
  • “i don’t really want to do any work today” - same, Zazzalil, same
  • clark baxtresser blessing us with his presence since prehistoric times
  • rachael spanking joey
  • the shadowpuppets during “the night belongs to snarl”
  • schwoopsie inventing stand-up comedy 
  • privileged fucks becoming the starkid slogan of 2k17

replace jyn’s childhood scene with bodhi rook watching troopers come in and demand his father work for them while he hides in the grass with his mother

and then his mother pushes him towards the wilds telling him to go, go run away and do not look back

because she cannot abandon her husband, she cannot, not after they’ve run for so long, not after the shadow of the empire ruined everything they’d built under the republic

and they kill her and bodhi does not run, he screams. he screams for his mother, and they take him. they take him and so his father surrenders without a fight, because they have a blaster pointed to the head of his only child.

and so bodhi rook who grew up free for the first eight years of his life, now becomes what the empire desires him. he rarely sees his father, they keep them separated, but always aware of each other. proof to his father that he is alive, that his father had best obey or else. it twists bodhi inside, knowing that every successful flight he makes, the tighter the yoke around the neck of the galaxy.

but one night his father appears in his quarters, a wild look in his eyes. he presses a data disk into his hand and to run, to find saw gerrera. tells him the same thing his mother did all those years ago. to run and never look back. his father’s embrace, too, feels like a final goodbye.

“you are going to save this galaxy,” his father murmurs, clutching him tightly. “you are going to be the spark that ignites the flame.”

and he tells him. tells him all about the weakness in the death star. and then sends bodhi off in a ship stolen in the dead of night. lands him on a dry planet that hums with the ghosts of jedi.

“who are you?”

“I’m the pilot. I have a message for saw gerrera.”


this is about me not feeling alone anymore. when i’m with clark, i feel like i’m connected to somebody who actually understands what it’s like to be me.

I am convinced that at some point RNJR realized how terrible they were at holding on to their map so they bought like 20 in bulk and that is why they keep abandoning it

You want to know why it’s taking you so long to get to Haven, Ruby? It’s because of your constant detours to buy more maps!

ART TIP: Keep a balance between digital and traditional art

because there are things traditional art will teach you that digital art won’t, and the same goes the other way

friend: i like you for your personality

me and my personality disorder: lol

Hey,,,,i know that the EW fandom is in a really rough spot right now,,,but pls don’t leave it because of this.
People screwed up, but i’m sure they hadn’t thought about what they did or the consequences it could have….
We can still fix things!!!!!
Pls just stop harassing Paul and Patryk…They honestly don’t deserve it…..

I don’t like to hate people for their actions and I refuse to abandon a fandom that i’ve been a part of for so long,,,

I love all of you guys but we srsly need to get our act together if we wanna stay a family,,,

Okay but imagine, a spate of ghost hauntings in a muggle area—maybe an old wizarding house or building lay abandoned for so long the protective wards failed, muggles knocked it down and built something else in its place. But whatever the reason, there’s all these muggles freaking out because GHOSTS! 

And Lily Evans, who lives near by and is on summer break, waits about a week or so but the Ministry don’t seem to be dealing with the situation. She figures she needs a way to help the muggles out without breaking the Statute of Secrecy, right?

So she calls the Marauders, and they spend a day bumming around fancy dress shops and like, B&Q (Did B&Q exist in the ‘70s? What was a world without B&Q even like? anyway, I digress).

The next day, they show up in this muggle area dressed in jump suits with like, cereal boxes painted silver with wires attached to make them look technical, and hoover parts stuck on, their wands hidden inside.

They tell the muggles it’s all gonna be okay: they’re the Ghostbusters. After getting the muggles to leave the premises, they have a few words with the ghosts like ‘Come on guys, they’re muggles, they don’t get it, just go chill at Hogwarts where you won’t freak anyone out okay?’, then make a massive and completely harmless lightshow with their hooverwandghostguns. They leave the house, tell them the ghosts have been vanquished, the day is saved.

Life goes on. They keep the jumpsuits.

concept: life is difficult at times and friends occasionally abandon you, but you’re always alright, because you’ve spent so long learning to love and depend on yourself above anyone else.

9S stares at the soft, pink ribbon sitting in the palm of his hand. He’s… not sure what to make of it, really. Not sure what to think of the ribbon, or of any of this. Had they really just guided a lost machine back to her home? A lost little girl back to her worried older sister? No, that didn’t make any sense–that machine wasn’t a lost little girl, and it certainly didn’t have a sister. He remembers suddenly the machine he’d been watching so long ago, back at the Abandoned Factory;

“Doesn’t matter how much oil you give him, little guy. You can’t make a machine your brother.”

Now he’s beginning to seriously question that. Machines are… were the enemy. They shouldn’t have been able to form familial bonds. Brothers and sisters… that was a concept machines weren’t supposed to be able to fathom. Just being built in the same factory didn’t make you family, after all. For androids or machines…

… Still. The older sister machine had been so worried, her voice so genuinely laced with panic. “Please,” she’d begged them. “Please bring my little sister back.”

“She’s such a sweet little girl.”

It was obvious that she… really cared about her. Now 9S can hear the little sister machine’s voice so clearly in his head; the pure, childish innocence with which she asked him question after question. “Hey, mister,” she’d said. “How do you make children?” God, that was tough to answer. He still can’t believe 2B left him for dead on that one.

Wait, why had he even humored her by answering in the first place?

Now 2B leans over a little bit, peering over his shoulder at the ribbon he holds in his hand. 9S sighs, feeling a little flustered. He doesn’t know how to deal with all this, and he feels exhausted to say the least after trying to explain the mysteries of the universe to that little girl. “Why’d she give me the ribbon and not you?” he asks finally.

He doesn’t really expect an answer, but 2B’s lips quirk upwards just the slightest bit. “Maybe she thought it’d look better on you,” she says. Then, after a beat, adds, “You should wear it.” Her voice doesn’t change much from its usual flat tone, but 9S does detect just a hint of teasing. He blinks at her through his visor.

“Come on, Nines,” he imagines her saying. “Just try it on.” Suddenly, he feels his ears heat up a bit. He averts his eyes.

“Uh, why would I do that?” There’s no practical use to the bow, after all. In fact, it’d probably just get in the way of combat. And besides, if that was what the little sister machine thought then she was mistaken. Trying hard to cover up his embarrassment, 9S fumbles to come up with some excuse better than just, ‘It’s impractical.’ That was something 2B would say–not him.

“Why don’t you wear it, 2B?” he offers finally. “I think it’d look really cute on you!” Well, he’s not lying. He holds it out to her with a positively beaming smile, but of course it doesn’t work.

She snorts at him, which is about the response he was expecting. “Yeah, no. I’m good.” Crossing her arms over her chest, 2B turns away slightly. “Let’s get back to camp.”

9S chuckles. Of course. 2B always was one to try to end the conversation as soon as it became about her, but he decides not to push her… for now. “Roger that,” he agrees. He’d just been trying to bullshit an excuse when he told the little girl that it was getting late, but now he really is exhausted. Their little quarters back at camp have never seemed so welcoming.

His eyes flicker down to the pink ribbon one more time, though, and he grasps it firmly as a desert wind threatens to blow it away.

Well… There’s no harm in holding onto it.

Machines were the enemy, but… now 9S isn’t so sure. There’s no reason to fight if they’re not hostile, right? He imagines the little sister machine before they found her; cowering, scared, alone. There’s an odd feeling tugging at his chest–something that 9S can’t quite place. Frowning, he wraps up the ribbon and tucks it safely into his knapsack.

The next time they visit Pascal’s village, though, it’s fixed firmly to the top of his head.