The glow of the tablet in dim, late-night office lighting paints everything that white-blue that hurts the eyes if a person stares at it too long. Or, Krennic supposes, forces a person’s eyes to become utterly immune to dry air, screens and projections. Adkin tells him he’s going to go blind in his old age.

He replies, Thank you for implying I’m not old yet, lieutenant.

Adkin: I wouldn’t go that far, sir.

He has over ten files up, circling around his head as he focuses on one in particular. A matrix outlining who is responsible, accountable, provides support, coordinated with, and informed for the operations and maintenance of the repair station he’s building in support of the DS-2.

The closest he’s been allowed as it regards his favourite project. The one that wouldn’t exist without him. The one Jerjerrod is taking all the credit for.

And the headache. 

There is that. No longer having the emperor breathing down one’s neck does wonders for stress levels. Even if playing a support role reduces his opportunities for advancement, he’s taking it as a gift for the moment.

Jerjerrod is bound to fuck up in some catastrophic way and Krennic intends to be waiting in the wings for when that happens.

Krennic can be patient, coolheaded, and entirely sound when he needs to be. Something he thinks someone needs to tell a certain Grand Moff who occasionally messages him such nonsenses as:

Stop antagonizing Jerjerrod, he doesn’t need help further delaying the project, and, if you perhaps cooled your heels for ten minutes you might be able to convince people to once again trust you with greater responsibility, and, please refrain from sending an entire message to me in sentence bites. I know your opinions on the dreaded block text but you could consider its merits, and, for fuck’s sake, Krennic, we are not re-litigating whether the Fiorites are a cult or a rebellion. I know you’re bored. Get a new hobby.

Krennic always delicately points out that it isn’t his own fault that he’s bored. If someone could have a word with the powers that be about Krennic’s skills, abilities, and what a value-add he would be to the DS-2 delivery…

Tarkin usually replies: As I’ve said before, commander, learn to be content. 

No, we none of us can be content. 

I had a weird Tarkrennic dream the other night that involved much death and insanity and at one point Krennic was wearing a t-shirt instead of his uniform or any in-universe style clothes and I feel like Tarkin was judging his sartorial choices. Which is entirely in-character and something that for-sure happened in canon.

Then Tarkin was murdered by maybe Krennic? Or someone else? It was unclear.  

Anyway, reminded me of these two so, no promises, but here’s a potential start to a potential third installment of Tarkin & Krennic Road Trip Through Space aka This Multiplicty and Propagating Structure 

"Friends dont look at friends that way" COWARD. I look at my friends with awe in my eyes, my chest is filled with love, im glowing because i get to be near my friends. I look at my friends and i would give them my everything. SO SKILL ISSUE, look at your friends with all the love that you have

THIS!!

THIS IS AN AMAZING WAY TO THINK OF CHRONIC PAIN

Imagine spending all your energy being cool and mysterious 24/7.

What an idiot have I mentioned I love him?

Idea came from a cool post @nouverx made about Alastor’s possible sleeping habits. 💕

cant tell you how bad it feels to constantly tell other artists to come to tumblr, because its the last good website that isn't fucked up by spoonfeeding algorithms and AI bullshit and isn't based around meaningless likes

just to watch that all fall apart in the last year or so and especially the last two weeks

there's nowhere good to go anymore for artists.

edit - a lot of people are saying the tags are important so actually, you'll look at my tags.

#please dont delete your accounts because of the AI crap. your art deserves more than being lost like that #if you have a good PC please glaze or nightshade it. if you dont or it doesnt work with your style (like mine) please start watermarking #use a plain-ish font. make it your username. if people can't google what your watermark says and find ur account its not a good watermark #it needs to be central in the image - NOT on the canvas edges - and put it in multiple places if you are compelled #please dont stop posting your art because of this shit. we just have to hope regulations will come slamming down on these shitheads#in the next year or two and you want to have accounts to come back to. the world Needs real art #if we all leave that just makes more room for these scam artists to fill in with their soulless recycled garbage #improvise adapt overcome. it sucks but it is what it is for the moment. safeguard yourself as best you can without making #years of art from thousands of artists lost media. the digital world and art is too temporary to hastily click a Delete button out of spite

y'all are absolutely free to use tumblr however you please but I want redditors to know that they could, hypothetically, start a sideblog about a particular topic, add moderators to it, turn on submissions (and asks), make an "about" page laying out rules and such, and create a good tagging system. If you want it to be a bit more familiar.

"haha these alpha trad men really just have dom/sub kinks!" i know misogyny isn't real to a lot of you guys but did you know that some people just actually do genuinely think women are inferior creatures

You know that study that found when doing a blind taste test the majority of people prefer pepsi over coca cola so coke changed their recipe to taste more like pepsi, and people actually liked the new coke a lot less because the people who were buying coke didn't want it to taste like pepsi they wanted their coke to taste like coke. That's what a lot of the new changes tumblr is working on feel like.

Edit: Instead of tagging staff in this you may want to fill out a support ticket instead. It's a better way to tell them directly what exactly you dislike about the new changes and what makes them bad. You can label your ticket as feedback if you're unsure. Here's the link:

why is religious Christmas imagery all so joyful and pleasant? where is the inherent horror of the birth of Christ? A mother is handed her newborn child, wailing and innocent. Her hands come away sticky. Red. Simply by giving her son life she has already killed him. He is doomed from the beginning. Her love will not save him from suffering. Because the thing cradled in her arms is not a baby, it is a sacrifice: born amongst the other bleating animals whose blood will one day be spilled in the name of what demands it. the night is silent with anticipation. Mary, did you know? That your womb was also a grave?

i really want to talk to my crush, but my anxiety isnt letting me so if this post gets 10k notes by valentines day i will try to talk to her

no mercy 😭

she lets me hit because i use his pronouns interchangeably

Feeling an incredibly weird specific nostalgia but what piece of media defined 2020 for you (as in you spent that year with it) mine is mtv's catfish

Existing on tumblr the past few weeks

something so fucked up about Chat Noir’s whole deal is that he is in a lot of ways Adrien playing a character. Like Adrien picked up his miraculous and was told he’d be a superhero so he was like “ok, time to act like a superhero!” and he lets himself have fun w it and play up the role and let loose and kind of just allow himself to be silly and goofy and have fun and for once in his life not care about performing Perfection™.

But. But none of the other characters KNOW THAT. So everyone just sees Chat Noir and is like “look at this guy’s ego. He’s so full of himself. Surely it’d be fair to knock him down a few pegs” without being aware of how few pegs he actually HAS. He’s like the “insecure character who overcompensates in ego” trope except he’s really not doing it unironically, he’s just having a fun LARP pretending to have self worth in his off-hours but nobody else is on the same page about it being a game and he refuses to tell them. He just dramatically pouts about it and lets them laugh and pretends like he’s not internalizing it and it is almost 3 am and my brain forced me to write this instead of sleeping I’m gonna take a melatonin