@tokinanpa’s heart beats sometimes

Call that ときどき

No one ever tells Obi-Wan that he is his Master's padawan.

Of course, for most people who had known Qui-Gon Jinn, telling someone else they resembled the the man would in fact be a thinly veiled insult. But still, Obi-Wan feels the absence of comparisons almost as strongly as he feels the absence of his Master.

There is no one for Obi-Wan to push against now, no strong presence at his side, ready to grab him by scruff and pull him back from another reckless stunt. It's an odd feeling. He has been set loose against his wishes. There is no one to his left and Anakin at his heels, but Anakin had needed, still needs, a strong, gentle figure for his prickly but sensitive heart. For even their worst bickering could not hold a candle to the scathing remarks he and Qui-Gon had shot at each other and Obi-Wan knows he cannot push and needle Anakin in the same way.

When Qui-Gon had been alive they had been an amusing, mirrored pair, the maverick and his rule-following padawan. Opposites clashing against each other, yet working together to complete the most difficult missions. Few saw that Qui-Gon's impertinence had indeed rubbed off on his padawan, cultivated from that small, angry initiate, because the only way to rebel against the rule-breaker had been to parrot the Council fastidiously. No one would ever get to see that again. Obi-Wan is one half of a mirrored pair trying to complete a routine on his own. What once was an impish, teasing compliance is now a betrayal of all his Master's values.

"How could Qui-Gon raise such a model Jedi?" He hears them say, "It's admirable that Master Kenobi was appointed to the Council despite his Master's maverick ways."

Padawan Kenobi would have yelled and kicked and screamed. Master Kenobi is serene. It should feel like an achievement. It feels like a disappointment.

Sometimes, Obi-Wan looks at the shape of the man he has moulded himself into, and aches to be his Master's padawan.

looting the shadow monsters at the local music store to pay my moving violation tickets.

"Not every window is a door, but most doors have windows." "Don't tap on the glass. You might not like what happens next."

this is Kris the Kriptid, an AU Kris Dreemurr that may or may not be trying to inspire their own creepypasta. they think they're the scariest glitch entity to ever appear on a player's screen-- but they also think that accidentally setting off the smoke detector by burning toast when they were 10 qualifies them as an arsonist, so take that with a grain of salt. don't be fooled; they are still Kris under all that edge.

here they're singing the refrain from Cabinet Man by Lemon Demon for some funky composition practice; it just felt right for this menace and may or may not hint a LITTLE at what sort of wacky game-breaking nonsense I've got up my sleeve with Jailbroken, shhh

i am short of breath standing next to you. i am out of my depth at this altitude. -♡-

Got to stolen century in my relisten and started tearing up at work because of magnus carving the duck. Just me in the back room, crying over the dish sink for normal reasons.

If you could completely remove a character from the series, who would it be? Would another character take their place?

gray wing.

Or even just kill him instead of Shaded Moss, have HIM originally been the leader of the Sundrown Patrol and after his death, all these cats start invoking his name like a god.

"I do this in the name of Gray Wing the Wise." "As Gray Wing the Wise once said..." "Gray Wing the Wise wouldn't have approved of this."

And Thunder would have known him like this ancient, wise sage... and been frustrated by it. He doesn't KNOW this guy, but apparently he was a god among cats, and everyone thinks he was on THEIR side. But all Thunder sees, looking at a sea of heartless tyrants and selfish cats clawing each other in the back, is people who make their choices first and then use his sacred name to justify them afterwards.

and the SHOCKKKKK on all their FACES during the First Battle, when Gray Wing comes down from the stars himself, and tells all of them, "WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO MY NAME?!" the VINDICATION for Thunder when this God Among Cats turns to him and says, "You. You are the one who has followed my teachings-- by questioning them, by challenging those who misspoke. This is wisdom."

Bright Stream would take all the roles of Gray Wing in-canon and have an arc about realizing that she was defending her abuser. And been Thunder's single mom.

guys look i made a gif!! :D

GENOvember Day 27: Late Night Talk Show

A scene from a SNL-style interview in the Mushroom Kingdom, with Geno as the special guest!

Due to some of the jokes in this, I went back and forth over whether to put this under "adult", and decided not to because it doesn't really contain adult content (and there seem to be tons of dirty joke posts on normal unfiltered Tumblr.) But please be warned – this DOES contain adult humor.😅

Link after the cut. Choose your own maturity adventure! 👇👇👇

Why did Abba stop with Waterloo. They should’ve kept going with more fun jams comparing reluctantly falling in love to historical events with high death tolls. You’re my Waterloo? What about “you’re my Chernobyl. You’re my 9/11”

I think I might have had a bit of a revalation this fine morning.

Last night, @horizonproblems and I attended this truly amazing talk in a public lecture series on Star Trek that my uni is hosting this term. (It was all about the Third Age of Star Trek and some very valid, nuanced perspectives on hope and optimism and writing utopias under neoliberal capitalism and it was just... amazing. But that's not the point right now XD)

Afterwards, we chatted with the presenter about "Trekademia" (I love that concept so much!). I mentioned I'd seen the call for papers/talks for this lecture series that went out over a year ago (I was working for the English dept. at the time), but I never applied, because the only remotely Trekademic writing I'd ever done was my in-universe essay on holo-sentience and holographic food "The Cake is a Lie". And he asked me to send him a link, even though I never managed to finish writing and it's essentially missing the most interesting section.

But I took the opportunity to reread what I have posted and then look through my WIPs and I realized something: One of the reasons I think I was never able to finish writing the findings section of this "paper" is because I had So Many Ideas that I wanted to weave in. So many little moments with the holos, so many character facets and worldbuilding snippets. And it doesn't work with the extremely academic tone I'm going for.

And after sleeping on it, it occurred to me: I can still post all the outtakes that don't make it into the actual paper! I can keep the tone and focus of that essay and cut out any extraneous bits that don't work in that fram -- and then post a separate work that's like... the researchers field notes or something, where I put aaaalll the little details that didn't make the cut of the official writing!

It will be in bullet points and disconnected and self-indulgent as all heck -- but I'm sure there will be at least a handful of people out there apart from me who would still enjoy that particular take on various holo-headcanons. And even if I'd only be writing it for me, that would still be allowed!

So, no promises that anything might happen, but I just wanted to put it out there as a reminder to myself, if nothing else. Being deeply attached to your ideas and self-indulgent bits of writing is allowed! And even if you need to cut them from the concrete story you're trying to tell because they hurt the pacing or structure or tone, that doesn't mean you have to completely abandon them. There are always ways to share your outtakes and additional notes, on AO3 or tumblr or Discord or whatever, and you're always allowed to share them. Even if nobody but yourself will get a kick out of them, you're still allowed!

(And chances are, somebody else will be interested in reading your rambling thoughts and delighted to find them, actually.)

hi guys please wish me luck for my college entrance exam tomorrow for one of my dream schools xoxo

According to tumblr: Mipha and Link, Mipha and Sidon, Mipha and the Champions <<< Mipha and some random jellyfish underwater

i need that man inside me (his hands rummaging through my entrails)

Always thinking about those few moments in Limited Life when Cleo and Etho don't fully hate each other, when they almost seem to be quietly asking the other to stay / let them stay, like they're testing the waters for the possibility of being a part of the other's life again, like they miss the other.

To an extent, maybe Etho kind of just wanted pity and for it to be "Cleo's fault", whenever he said he would've been a part of the family if only he were "allowed". I could imagine that subconsciously he just wanted to not be at fault, and I think even deeper than that he missed her and wanted what they had back, even if he probably wouldn't admit to either.

I feel like Cleo meant it when they said he was allowed... by her anyways. I think they also meant "I'm not the one stopping you Etho, you're the one who keeps running away, you're the one that won't allow yourself to have that level of vulnerability and responsibility, who squirms our of his own skin whenever he really, truly, makes an attempt to be a member of this family, who can't bring himself to settle in and form genuine bonds with his own (ex-)wife and children, and who needs to defuse every emotional charged moment with a bomb"

I haven't watched Etho's POV yet, but when I do I am going to have so many updated takes on this from his perspective guys, you won't even know what hit you

Thor, known hero: You're on speaker so behave.

Loki, known villain: or what, you'll spank me?

Steve: >.>

Tony: >.>

Natasha: >.>

Bruce: >.>

Clint: >.>