Does Anyone Have Any Good Fanfic Suggestions About Rogue One That They’d Like To Share?

This is hilarious! I absolutely LOVE it!

POV you're falling in a hole that takes about an hour to hit the bottom

This was an WIP comic from last year, and i finally got it done now.

I was confused on what game they would play on the last panel. One idea was DnD, but i don't understand how the game works, so i settled with UNO.

I typed in ‘Star Wars’ into an AI image generator, and this is what it came up with. (It gets worse the longer you look at it.)

Requested fic!

Fluff, sfw tickles

t//w : alcohol mention ; death mention

Switch!Clopin, Switch!Esmeralda

Here Clopin is a father figure for Esmeralda, don't tag as ship!

Word count: 1355

Enjoy!

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The sounds of the festivities grew quieter as Esmeralda moved further away from the tent. The clinking of bottles of wine and drunken songs soon ceased to reach her ears altogether. The night air pleasantly cooled her skin.

Today was the second day after the death of Judge Claude Frollo. All of Paris was celebrating, and Esmeralda doubted the festivities would end before a week.

Even yesterday evening, she was rather tired of the company of drunkards, today she came to the celebration again solely out of respect for Clopin. But when the holiday (more precisely, as everyone decided to call this mass drinking party) was in full swing, Esmeralda stealthily made her way out of the tent into the street, into the fresh air. The smell of fried meat, fire and wine soaked into her clothes.

Esmeralda stepped softly on the grass with her bare feet until she reached the hill in front of the Seine. She smiled and sank down onto the soft grass, enjoying the quiet murmur of the water.

"Esmeralda." a voice came from behind her. Esmeralda turned around. At the top of the hill stood Clopin.

"Hi," Esmeralda gave him a smile.

"I lost you." Clopin confessed, going down to Esmeralda. "Why are you gone?"

Esmeralda was silent for a few seconds, Clopin stood by. She patted the grass next to her, inviting Clopin to sit next to her. Clopin did so.

"I'm a little tired." Esmeralda finally spoke.

"Tired?" Clopin's eyebrows rose in surprise. "You've always been so fond of the holidays, Esme."

“Yeah, but... You know, I don't like drunk people very much. And everyone drinks there. Second day." Esmeralda gave a slightly forced smile and Clopin only nodded in understanding.

"Wanna be alone?"

"No, stay with me, it's a bit lonely in here."

Clopin smiled at her and nodded. Esmeralda moved closer, resting her head on his shoulder. They hadn't sat like this for a long time, calmly, without anyone. The gypsy king always had so many worries that he did not have a single calm evening.

It reminded her of her childhood. Clopin always cared about her, as with his own daughter. Before he was king, they often sat like this near the cemetery, looking at the stars.

Esmeralda put both arms around Clopin, her nose on his shoulder.

Clopin smelled of fire and hot spices, and she snorted, snuggling closer.

Clopin hugged her too and patted her on the back.

"Just like when I was a child." Esmeralda finally spoke.

"My little La Esmerelda, you will always be a child to me" Clopin laughed.

"I'm 21," Esmeralda reminded and pulled away slightly, smiling at Clopin.

Clopin squinted playfully and straightened a lock that had fallen out of her hair.

"You're still a child."

"In what?" Esmeralda asked with a playful challenge.

Clopin pretended to think, and then suddenly reached out to her, again wrapped her in his arms, and...

"For example, in this!"

His long fingers ran over her ribs and Esmeralda giggled, writhing in his arms.

"Clopin, noho!" Esmeralda tried to get out, but he still wrapped his arms around her, pressing her against his chest.

"I won't let you go until you admit you're still my little girl."

"You mehehean!"

"Mean? Me? Oh Esmeralda, you hurt my feelings!" Clopin feigned insult. "Now I definitely won’t let you go!”

Esmeralda was unable to answer, Clopin's fingers began to gently squeeze her sides, and she laughed again.

"Sohohory, I'm sohohory!" Esmeralda said through laughter. "I'm stihihill your little La Esmeralda!.."

"Okay, I believe!" Clopin said contentedly, ceasing to tickle her and letting her out of his arms. Esmeralda, still giggling softly, tried to catch her breath.

Clopin was sitting next to her on the grass, smiling contentedly. Esmeralda looked up at him. She was sure it wasn't fair! He always tickled her, but she never succeeded. She was a child, and... Esmeralda suddenly smiled mischievously. She got up (Clopin followed her with his eyes), walked around Clopin and hugged him from behind. He arched an eyebrow.

"What are you doing? Not that I mind, but…" he didn't finish. Esmeralda suddenly pushed him onto the soft grass and sat on his hips. Clopin, pinned to the grass, groaned.

"Esme, I don’t want to offend, but since the last time you sat on me like that, you have become a little heavy..." Clopin made an attempt to get up, but Esmeralda did not allow him to. Clopin flopped disarmingly on his cheek on the grass, raising his hands.

"I'm defeated!" Clopin acknowledged it with a smile. "That's it, get up, it's not very comfortable to lie down like that."

"Not yet." Esmeralda refused. "I don't think it's fair. When I was little, you tickled me all the time…"

"I don't like where this conversation is going." Clopin looked at her from behind his shoulder. Yes, when she was younger, she was weaker and it was not difficult for him to stop her attempts to tickle him. But she's grown up, and...

"I think it's payback time." Esmeralda warmed up her fingers, wiggling them in the air. Clopin hiccupped.

"I'm not ticklish." Clopin said suddenly with a bored face, waving his hand.

"Here we'll check!"

"Esmeralda, there's absolutely no need for thi-eek!"

Esmeralda ran her nails along Clopin's waist, eliciting a strangled chuckle from him. Clopin tried stoically to hold back his laughter.

"What am I hearing?" Esmeralda asked playfully. "Ticklish liar-liar~"

"Noho i'm nohohot!"

Esmeralda lowered her fingers a little, reaching for his belly. Clopin couldn't help it any longer and laughed.

"That's exactly what I wanted to hear!"

"Esmehehe stahahaph!" Clopin pleaded. He tried to get away from the ticklish sensation and tried to grab her hands, but she instantly ducked her hands under his cape and tickled his underarms. Clopin squealed and pressed his hands to his sides.

"But you're only trapping my fingers there, silly!" Esmeralda teased, moving her fingers faster.

Clopin's laughter turned into a squeal and he arched, but it didn't help him.

"NOHOHOT THEHEHERE!"

"Looks like I found a sweet spot…Very clever to hide it under a cape, huh?" continued Esmeralda, loosening the tickling a little, giving Clopin a little respite. But it was still too ticklish, and Clopin kept giggling. "What's your worst spot? Maybe it's…"

"Plehehease stahp!"

"Maybe it’s the neck?" Esmeralda freed one hand and, pushing back the throat of his cape, lightly tickled Clopin at the neck.

Clopin sank his head into his shoulders, squealing. Esmeralda tickled him in two of the worst spots at the same time, he thought he was about to die.

"ESMEHEHEE I'M GONNA DIEHEHEHE!!!" Clopin screeched, kicking and pounding the ground. Esmeralda chuckled.

"Okay, okay, I'm letting go..." She began to slow down the tickling until she finally stopped.

Clopin gasped for air as he lay down on the grass in defeat.

"Don't... Tell anybody." Clopin muttered, glancing sideways at Esmeralda, who helped him up. She smiled.

"Don't worry, no one will know."

"Except me."

Esmeralda and Clopin stared at the source of the sound at the same time. On the hill stood a smiling Phoebus.

Clopin froze. He felt his cheeks burn. Mentally, he cursed dirtyly.

"How long are you standing here, Dweebus?" he asked as if casually.

"Enough. And I'm Phoebus." Phoebus corrected him, folding his arms over his chest. "I went to look for Esmeralda, but I heard screeching sounds like a bloody murder was taking place here."

Esmeralda covered her mouth with her hand and giggled as she looked at Clopin, who looked like he was ready to kill Phoebus on the spot.

"If even one living soul finds out, I will finish what I started in the Court of Miracles!" Clopin threatened. Esmeralda poked him in the side and he hiccupped.

"You're in no position to threaten." Esmeralda teased. Clopin snorted and jumped up from the grass.

Phoebus suppressed a chuckle.

"I'm not a fool and I won't tell anyone." He reassured.

"I doubt the first," Clopin said tartly. Phoebus just rolled his eyes. But yeah, he wasn't going to use that knowledge.

For now at least...

In honor of my monster-drawing kick going for a singular day so far- I present…

✨ Swamp Kratts ✨

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A lot of the things in this AU remain the same.

Aviva is the animal-inspired engineer we all know and love, on a mission to partake in wildlife research and conservation efforts.

Koki is our mechanic for the Tortuga and data archivist.

Jimmy Z is our pilot and in charge of the Tortuga’s Teleporter, still nervous around animals and nature in general but happy to be on the team.

And the Kratt brothers… well, they’re freshwater swamp monsters in this universe. I was on a kick of drawing monsters, and I thought drawing the bros as swamp monsters made sense because canonically, they adapt to their environment whether on land or in the ocean. Though, in this universe they wouldn’t really be able to be in the ocean for very long without some precautions being taken, seeing that freshwater creatures can’t survive in saltwater environments.

I dunno, I just though it was a fun idea :)

The way this fandom is:

70%: In denial. No, they totally lived. Nobody’s dead! But they definitely have some trauma/injuries so angst fest! Yay! (But still alive.)

10%: Some of them got out alive, right…?

9%: Nah, not going to get into that. Instead, here’s a wonderful backstory!

1%: Nope, they definitely died. Let’s see what their thoughts were as they died a horrid death!

ATTENTION ROCKET RACCOON FANS

Everyone, go and listen to Animal by Miike Snow. The ENTIRE song literally fits Rocket and his backstory so well! Just, go listen to it and you’ll see what I mean.

I also beg of you YouTube creators to make a song tribute to Rocket using this song. It would be EPIC!

ATTENTION ROCKET RACCOON FANS

Everyone, go and listen to Animal by Miike Snow. The ENTIRE song literally fits Rocket and his backstory so well! Just, go listen to it and you’ll see what I mean.

I also beg of you YouTube creators to make a song tribute to Rocket using this song. It would be EPIC!

Does this describe any of you guys?

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