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All my progress will be halted. I am taking a break. My cat just got back from surgery.
All my energy will now be focused on her.
For you lot who got excited for the next chapter of 'what he would've wanted', sorry :(
writing mandalorian fanfiction be like
if i misspell ‘Grogu’ as “gogy” one more fucking time i am going to go apeshit
“I didn’t see a Mandalorian when I found you…” Master Skywalker drifted off.
Grogu didn’t fill the silence.
Yep, ‘what he would’ve wanted’ has been updated and more pain has been whipped out on a silver platter. Plot happens in this chapter. Feelings happen in this chapter.
Lots of things happen in this chapter.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/28909794/chapters/71283183
oh my god OP
OP
You can’t just give me this opportunity and expect me to let it be
oh my god
mind if I switch it up slightly? yeah? okay great anyway-
There’s a man that stands in the alleyway.
He stands with his blaster out. His grip is relaxed - experienced. His shoulders are tense and his stance ready - also experienced.
Grogu, hidden in an alcove of the wall and staring down, should’ve expected this. This man wore Mandalorian armour. Whether or not he earned it or stole it, he would need the skills to even get a hand on the beskar.
(Other Mandalorians might not have the skill to get the Beskar)
And certainly not so much of it. The armour is silver and unpainted. Grogu has half a mind to try and shoot him in the leg guards just to see if those were beskar too.
But he’s not a fool. Mostly.
Grogu wears beskar too. He has had it reforged to fit him; the armour of his late father. He wears it with pride and guards it with ferocity, like how his father had done before him, and how every Mandalorian has done, had done, and will do.
He walks the way of Mandalore. Not many do.
Grogu’s job is to make sure this man does.
He whistles a long, low tune.
The man jolts subtly - surprised. He whistles back.
Grogu finds a tug of a smile on his face. It would be good to have another addition to the covert, to the people. Mandalorians were strong alone, but they were stronger together.
His helmet whirrs softly. A signal that it’s efforts of connecting to the man’s helmet were successful. Good; Grogu needs the privacy of the comm channel for this next bit.
“Su cuy’gar (Hello; You’re still alive),” Grogu says into the link. He snorts, amused as the man jolts again. “Relax, I’m just in your helmet.”
The man does not relax, but Grogu didn’t expect him too. The phrase ‘I’m in your helmet,’ is not meant to be calming.
“I didn’t...know there were other Mandalorians here,” the man replies.
Grogu frowns. His voice. His voice is familiar - it tugs at him, it hurts. Grogu blinks slowly; now taking in that armour slowly. With every second that passes, Grogu finds it harder to breathe.
His gaze finally falls onto the man’s pauldron, and his signet.
“You’re not from here...” he breathes.
The man tenses further. “No...I just landed on this planet-”
“You’re not from here,” Grogu interrupts him, drawling his voice out. His mind is whirling. He chances a glance into the Force and is nearly knocked over by the sheer intensity of wrong.
The man is not from here - and more importantly, he’s not supposed to be here.
“Take off your helmet.”
The words are out of his mouth before Grogu even registers he opened it. He winced in the dark shadows of the alcove. If he said it to any other Mandalorian, he would’ve gotten a blaster shot right in the beskar and would’ve deserved it.
Understandably, the man tenses. His grip on his blaster tightens. Grogu remembers the skill the man has-
Grogu remembers.
Grogu remembers this man.
The man with the mudhorn signet.
Grogu steps out of the alcove. The man instantly shifts his Visor to stare at him - and Grogu can see him physically recoil in shock.
Wordless and swift - then Grogu stands on the floor of the alleyway. The man is taller than him (everyone is taller than him) but Grogu’s own Visor meets the man’s unflinchingly.
That’s a lie. Grogu is shaking. His breaths sound too loud and instinct calls for him to calm down.
The man is silent as he stares down at him. Grogu can see his blaster shake.
Grogu expels a sharp breath of air. He reaches up to his own head and takes off his helmet in one clean swoop.
His ears twitch - uneasy and unused to being out in the open like this after so long. His being screams at him to put it back on, but he grips the side of his helmet and forces it to be quiet.
The man. The man doesn’t speak. Grogu doesn’t even know if he breathes.
“...Grogu?”
Grogu’s helmet falls from his hands as Buir (father) takes off his own.
“Buir-”
Grogu’s father - Din Djarin - a man who died when he was a child, rushes forward to catch his son as Grogu falls to his knees.
Din: Who are you and where did you get that pendant?
Grogu(Teen): *takes his hood down* My name is Grogu and I am from the future.
Time travel AU
oh my god
mandalorian grogu would be the best fucking Beroya ever.
“why do you say so?”
because
he’s already a hunter
oh my god imagine everyone looking at this. this small ass being and going “you’re the bounty hunter? really? i’m spending my money on you?” and then Grogu just comes back with the bounty in record time because he’s already just naturally a hunter. have you seen this mf’s ears? they’re so big wtf you think his prey can escape him?? no?? he can hear your heart beating and you better believe he’s coming after your crusty ass-
for a second, I thought din was holding a babysitter
it’s very important that i know whether or not Luke Skywalker is a dumbass or no
How smart is he on average
it’s totally work related
I have been fighting death ever since I was born and I’m not fucking dead yet so one can only assume that I’ve just kept winning
sometimes I forget Tumblr exists and that I have a space in this void for me to scream in.
Anyway,
https://archiveofourown.org/works/28909794/chapters/71047512#workskin
‘what he would’ve wanted,’ has been updated! That’s right, I asked myself, “what should I give out to the world today” and my answer was “pain”
“No one?” Master Skywalker’s fragile hope was shattered, and the shards were there in his voice.
Yes Mister Skywalker, not even your holy Jedi-ness is exempt from the angst I have for you. Now open wide-
me, before The Mandalorian: “huh? Star Wars? Yeah it has a pretty big fanbase, not much one for it though. I guess it’s pretty cool.”
me, after The Mandalorian: SLAMS THESIS “This is my complete documented argument on why without R2-D2, the Astromech, the entire galaxy would’ve gone to shit.”
as a non-binary i can confirm that fungi do marginally interest me because they remind me of someone important to me
As a nonbinary person interested in befriending & flirting w\ other nonbinary people, I have decided it is in my best interest to learn much much more about assorted fungi
losing my mind at how Mandalorian Grogu would be the shortest Mandalorian ever
like full grown Yoda was like what, barely waist high? You’re just chilling in the cantina when you hear a blaster click behind you, and you hear a monotone “I can bring you in warm, or I can bring you in cold,” and you turn around just to see this small ass mf holding you at gun point
19 years after the events of 'If you must die, sweetheart,'
Grogu is older. Stronger. He can protect the other younglings - he can even protect Master Luke, despite the constant questions of 'why you?' That, Grogu thinks, is a stupid question. Who else would it be?
https://archiveofourown.org/works/28909794
well, there you have it. the first step in my Mandalorian Grogu Universe. I have a lot of ideas, some of them really cool, some of then might be terrible. We’ll see how it goes.
(The fic does heavy reference the first part of its series, so strong encouraging to read that first part before this one)
AHUSIHWIUASIWHHSIUAHSUWIHSUIHW YOU TOO
but sir that’s my emotional support mutual who’s way cooler than me that i can’t believe actually follows me
Me, eyeballing the shitstorm that is g*na car*no
*sigh*
Time to add another one into the
"i used to like them but now i cant anymore"
pile.
oh, hello.
i’ve been doing well thank you. school will start soon for me so that’s not fun.
writing? well i haven’t been writing too much, but i did start up a new docs about the mandalorian.
it’s going well so far, thanks.
is it angsty?
“You know you look nothing like him,” she murmured softly - lightly stroking the line of his ears. “But every time I look at you, it’s like-”
Grogu reached forward, resting a tri-fingered hand on Ba’vodu Cara’s slightly damp cheek.
A shaky breath passed. Then another, tinged with a sob. In a quick, sudden movement, Grogu was pressed into Ba’vodu’s chest as she dropped to her knees.
i guess you can call it that.
“If you must die, sweetheart.”
“Die knowing your life was my life’s best part.”
So remember The Mandalorian, my new hyperfixation? Remember that fanfiction? Yeah I gave it a lil’ update. No, I don’t plan on updating more - I didn’t even plan on updating this. No, I might not hold true to my word and might give it another update. I don’t know, I’m not in charge of the words.
Oh, also something I didn’t mention in the fanfiction itself, but all (both) chapters are named after songs I’d listened to earlier. Might’ve been obvious, I don’t know. The first chapter (and the name of the fic, now) came from this (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f2fCcggNkTs&ab_channel=KeatonHensonVEVO) And the second chapter came from this (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ar1grAdGkec&ab_channel=OhWonder-Topic) both are very emotional bangers, both songs I kept playing on loop while I wrote their chapters.
that was a big fat lie i have not been writing and it’s only thanks to the Mandalorian that i opened another google docs so say thank you to the Mandalorian
if you’re curious about the Mandalorian Fic, I named the Docs “What a waste to be so alone”. Take it as you will
hey yea im back and i’m alive and i’m here to tell you that i am hyperfixating on The Mandalorian
i am writing. i am writing about what i promised. but i am also writing about the Mandalorian. you can read what i wrote, but im also writing more. its just a sorta continuation of that fic.
hey yea im back and i’m alive and i’m here to tell you that i am hyperfixating on The Mandalorian
i am writing. i am writing about what i promised. but i am also writing about the Mandalorian. you can read what i wrote, but im also writing more. its just a sorta continuation of that fic.
CAT DAD CAT DAD CAT DAD CAT DAD
This is so wholesome
Firefighter demonstrates how to put out a kitchen fire
This is insane
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There’s a lot of accidental anti-semitism in the world , but sometimes I come across the deliberate and malicious anti-semitism im DND and I’m just reminded that no matter how much I love this game it does not love me back and the original creators never wanted me to play it.
Today’s example is: Phylactery
In d&d:
In real life
That’s right. they named the evil artifact that the evil undead spellcaster hides their soul in after a Jewish ceremonial object.
Everyone who’s been talking to me knows i’ve been working on this comic about wlws and cats for a while and i’m so so happy it’s finally here!!! :D
idea stolen from this post :’3
as if GEESE weren’t a disaster enough, now you give us GEESE that think that they’re DRAGONS?
GEESE that will STEAL YOUR STUFF and HOARD IT like a ferocious beast? GEESE that will HONK and SCREAM in a mimicry of a ROAR? GEESE that are EVEN MORE SELF CENTRED THAN NORMAL GEESES?
a goose that was raised by a dragon would have so much power. it could walk into my house and I’d have to move out. It could take my first born child. It could step on me and I’d have to apologize. It could chose to enslave me and the only way I could ever call out for help was to reblog a tumblr post about goose eggs being hatched by dragons. I have no power against a dragon-raised goose and neither does god.
a dragon finds a clutch of goose eggs and attempts to hatch them
godm,,,op look at this sheep,,,look at her eyes,,,i would die for this sheep and i’d do it ten times over,,,goddamnm,,
Drawing with a wrist splint is hard (carpal tunnel), but I did my best. Took me forever to gain the confidence to draw sheep girl (HC Name: Marybelle) Ain't the best XP
Edit: Forgot her scleras were colored