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#i am way too attached to her
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realmermaid333 · 1 month
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the more i watch avatar the more i become a zutara shipper LOL
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shivroy · 5 months
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varpusvaras · 2 months
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Being away from Alderaan was always hard.
It had been hard back when the Republic had still existed, and it had only become harder after the Republic had fallen. But Bail had never complained, and he wouldn't start complaining now. He had too much to do for that.
Still, even he couldn't go on forever, with looking after his family and Alderaan, with trying to uphold some sort of sence of justice in the Imperial Senate, and with hopping from one Rebel base to another. He wasn't getting any younger, and some days he could truly feel it. Sometimes some sorrows just felt too heavy.
It had been difficult for him to concentrate on other things during the past days. His mind kept replaying the image of the destroyed city, and of the sorrow in Fox's eyes. Kamino had not been his home for many years, and had perhaps never been truly his home to begin with, but it had still meant a lot of things for him, a lot of things many people would conflate with him.
Above all else, Kamino had connected him and his brothers. The brothers, who seemed now to be truly lost to him.
Bail was increasingly glad for Breha and Leia, for his whole family, for holding each other together. The three of them were what held Bail together, after all, through all of this, when in all honesty, he just felt out of breath.
The meeting came to an end. Bail turned to look when Mon put her hand on his arm.
"You look tired", she told him. Bail hummed.
"I've heard that's what happens when you have a toddler", he said. Leia had just started to take her first steps without holding onto anything, and had started to try out words a while ago. No matter how tiring children were when they were small, Bail found that he was increasingly reluctant to seeing her grow up either, even if seeing her learn new things every day was more exiting than anything. Perhaps that was just the duality of parenthood.
Mon smiled slightly. There were new shadows under her eyes as well.
"I know that very well", she said. She gave his arm a light squeeze. "Go home. We all need you rested, your family included."
Yes. Going home sounded wonderful. Bail nodded, and was just about to tell her the same, or ask if she wanted to come visit them soon, when-
-when he could've sworn he felt something tugging at the back of his mind.
It was a strange feeling, though familiar at the same time. Many times he had felt the same when he was with Leia, her curious eyes watching him and her mind reaching out to him in a way Bail couldn't properly answer to, other than to try and aknownledge that he had felt her. There was a certain feeling to it, when a child, still unconsciously doing so, reached out, compared to when someone with years of training would do the same.
But Leia was not here. Bail stopped, and looked around. He watched his fellow Rebels, mingling around, getting ready to leave or move out elsewhere in the base that still needed establishing and work, and he listened.
There. He glanced at Mon.
"Just a moment", he said to her, before hurrying off, away from the meeting room and down the still barely lit hallways of the base, and eventually, he could hear it out loud as well.
A child crying. Bail had become extremely responsive to such a noise, lately, and he quickened his pace even more as the sound gripped at his heart.
There was a room, tucked away from the commotion of the rest of the base, furnished to look like a spare room. There was a droid there, leaning over a small bed, making a low, calm humming sound, which was almost completely drowned out by the crying.
Bail almost ran the last steps. The droid noticed him then.
"Oh, hello", it said, in a vaguely female voice. "I'm C-EER4, refurbished medical droid. I was told to look after the child for a moment."
Bail was barely listening to the droid.
There was a small baby on the bed, his little fists grabbing thin air as he cried, tiny tears rolling down his round cheeks. He was younger than Leia, clearly, by several months. Entirely too small to be left alone, even with a droid.
Bail didn't think twice. He reached down on to the bed, and lifted the baby to his arms.
The crying stopped. A pair of dark eyes turned to look at up at Bail, and Bail-
Bail knew those eyes. How could he not, when he loved them so?
"What is a clone baby doing here?" He asked the droid.
"He was brought in by a small cell a few days ago", C-EER4 said. "Some of the younger clones were succesfully shipped out from the cloning facilities before their destruction. He was, by their words, the only one of that age that survived."
Bail looked back down at the baby. He was still looking at him, tears now drying on his little face, and there was the slightest tug in Bail's mind.
It didn't take anything else for Bail to fall in love.
"I will take him", he told the droid. "His father is waiting for him at home."
C-EER4 didn't say anything to that. Bail wouldn't have listened to anything, anyway.
The only thing that mattered to him at that moment was the little gift in his arms, looking up at him, with all the trust a child could possibly have.
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colealexart · 2 years
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another lil drawing of young imogen and her father.
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jahiera · 7 months
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she's so CUTE... LIKE A WEIRD LITTLE RAG
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actualbird · 9 months
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just curious, because i know i made a post about this before about how i always bring MC back to luke's place after weekly explore tasks (yknow, the ones that give u spare change of 10 s-chips per completed task) because after doing errands i assume she'll be tired and i want her to chill with lukey in her downtime because i feel very much intensely too many emotions for these little pixel people and i want to leave her somewhere nice til next week's errands. and when i posted that i remember seeing people who went "oh im making her go home to [insert other nxx boys' residence] once that map is available" AND people who went "oh my god i leave her out on the STREETS" and so
now that all of the boys' residences are now unlocked and available in the explore feature
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worfianism · 10 months
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Listen whoever decided to pair up La'an and an alternate version of Jim Kirk in a romcom style classic time travel episode actually galaxy brained. Freaking great episode.
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ferncloud · 5 months
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hmm i wonder if tumblr user ferncloud likes ferncloud...
/.\ MAYBE...
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mushed-kid · 3 months
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i don’t think i can ever be really close to anyone
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jiisbons · 11 months
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im fairly certain this is the point of the show where she realizes just how much she loves him and that she can't lose him. i mean, when do we see her cry? rarely, i feel like. she looks broken, so miserable, in the way she begs him to stay alive, to breathe again, her cheeks stained with tears, and it's like her world is him and only him. and if he died, her world would be snatched from her and all that would be left is ashes. bc she's so in love with him that the pain of losing him would swallow her entirely and she'd no longer be herself. she'd be a dead girl walking.
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raspberryjellybrains · 11 months
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its been a billion years since I posted anything meaningful about mcga but I'm thinking about Alex helping Magnus with clothes.
I think Blitzen would love to help style Magnus, but I think he might accidentally end up being a bit overbearing, albeit with good intentions. He wants to help, but would probably end up tripping over his own fashion opinions more often than not, and Magnus would want to make his friend happy too much to actually voice his own opinions consistently. But Alex would understand that identity through fashion is something slow to be discovered on your own. It's not instant, it's a slow process of trying things and finding out what makes you feel good physically and emotionally. You can't pressure a person finding their own style, especially someone who's never had much room to do so and will likely feel guilty about making that room. She's gone through the process, and she'd probably be more than happy to help someone with it too.
I'm thinking about them going around to different stores and finding that Magnus likes second hand and low-end boutique stuff more than anything. Alex letting him onto her etsy account and buying his first piece of jewelry, taking him around to all of her favorite stores where she's greeted as a friend. Yeah, they could do all this in Valhalla, but where's the fun in that?
I think Magnus would like earth tones and dark, muted colors. He would avoid synthetic materials for their unnaturally soft textures and blue would make rare appearances. Alex would parade him around in his first pair of White Guy Khaki Shorts in five years, glowing with a silly sort of pride and Magnus feeling something kindle back to life in his chest at a growing collection or flannels, just like his mom. I'm imagining Magnus learning what it's like to live with his body, rather than despite it, and feel comfortable with himself in his surroundings for the first time since he was a little kid, taking a hike in the woods. And I'm thinking of Alex holding his hand the whole time.
#feeling sooooo sos normal rn#and i dont mean to make this post and trample the people who feel clothing has no bearing on their comfort or self perception#i just want to talk about how much it can mean to someone trying to find who they really are and come to terms with that person#and when i say style i dont mean aesthetic or fashion. i simply mean personal preferences for comfort and look (if that matters)#your personal style can literally be cheap graphic tees and basketball shorts and if that makes you happy then have fun!! live your truth!!#this is just me noting that magnus seems to almost intentionally avoid clothes except to mention discomfort and i think he should get a#happier relationship with his outer appearance than he has especially considering the royal fuckery thats happened with his bodily autonomy#and confidence within the context of the series#i might be crazy and projecting but i just want to give him something kind. as a treat.#and alex does seem to enjoy sharing her passions with those she cares about!! its quality time without any kind of social expectations#regarding the nature of their attachment. she can just spend time with someone she likes doing something she likes no strings attached.#im sure its qlso fun to gently heckle things throughout the process with someone whos gonna just nod along 💀#im thinking way too hard about this#but im gonna hit post and know. i am still thinking.#magnus chase#alex fierro#mcga#mcga headcannon#raspberry rambles
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mo-ok · 4 months
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TWICE. LOST GALAXY HAS SHOWN AN UNSUITED GINGAMAN CHARACTER T W I C E. FIRST GOUKI AND NOW SHELINDA I AM LOSING MY MIND
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francy-sketches · 2 years
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I’m not elaborating.
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silouvertongues · 8 months
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ok . OKAY so I've always been so curious about aftg but honestly equally terrified of it so ive never read it and you guys . im.......
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Evermore anon, I just reblogged @wavesoutbeingtossed’s brilliant posts of that exact theme! YES something about all of this and the weight of forever, the reality of a a future that forces a person to get truly philosophical about joining together two humans in such a final and intimate ceremony. That introspection can recomtextualize a lot of relationship stuff that maybe felt more symbolic or abstract until it’s Happening.
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