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5 years ago

Hera: We're having a baby.

Ezra: Congradulation—

Kanan: [Slamming adoption papers on the table] It's you, sign here.


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5 years ago

i just finished reading a very angsty dennor fic and can’t stop feeling weird.... any good dennor fuc recomandations that at least end with a happy ending? i’m up to anything as long as it’s happy ending

4 years ago

Mobius defending his decision to trust Loki to the TVA

Mobius Defending His Decision To Trust Loki To The TVA

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9 months ago
Panel 1: two sets of legs walking. Panel 2: The legs on the left come to a stop as the legs on the right keep walking. Panel 3: The legs on the left stand still. The legs on the right start to disappear off panel as they keep walking. Panel 4: The legs on the left stand alone.
Panel 1: kid on the right wearing a backpack walking. Panel 2: Kid on the right turns, noticing their friend is gone, and stops walking. Panel 3: kid on the right is standing a couple paces behind, looking down at the ground with their hands gripping the straps of their backpack. Kid on the right has stopped and turned around. They say, "what's wrong?"
Panel 1: kid on the left looks downcast and says, "I don't wanna go to school. It's scary." Panel 2: kid on the right walks up beside kid on the left. Panel 3: Kid on the right says, "yeah, it is." Panel 4: kid on the left says, "But we have to go."
Panel 1: kid on the right stares. Panel 2: kid on the right starts to take off their backpack. Panel 3: Kid on the left is staring down at nothing. Panel 4: something catches their attention and the kid on the left looks up towards their friend. Panel 5: The kid on the right says, "here, give me your hand." They hold out their hand towards the kid on the left and holds an uncapped permanent marker in their other hand.
Panel 1: Kid on the right holds the kid on the left's hand as they writes in it. Their backpack leans up against their leg as it rests against the ground. They say, "I'm gonna write the biggest, strongest thing I know on your hand so you can take it to class. Panel 2: kid on the left asks, "What is it? A cassowary?" Panel 3: Kid on the right says from off-page as the kid on the left covers their face and turns away, "Stronger than that. But you can't peek right now. You can only look when you get reeeeeally scared." Kid on the left says, "why?"
kid on the right says from off-page, "The trick is that when you know what it is it'll be so big and so strong, you won't be able to be as scared anymore." Panel 1: kid on the left's hand being held by the kid on the right as they continue writing on it with a permanent marker. Panel 2: kid on the right closing the kid on the left's hand for them. Kid on the right says, "So you gotta save it." Bottom of the page is black gradient.
Dark hallway with a large billboard on the wall that has pages stapled to it extending off the page. Single looming door about four times the height of the kid on the left who is standing looking at it with their backpack on. The single long rectangular window above the door's handle casts a shadow over the kid. Panel 1: close-up on the kid on the left as they look up nervously at the door. They're holding the straps of their backpack. Panel 2: The kid on the left fiddling with their hands, their right hand in a fist where something had been written.
Panel 1: kid on the left stretches to reach for the door handle overhead. The door is very oversized. Panel 2: Kid on the left's small hand gripping the giant door handle. Panel 3: Kid on the left says, "A hippo..." as they pull the door handle down to open it. Panel 4: Kid on the left says, "a hippo with lasers..." as they begin to step through the open door. Only their feet and the bottom of their backpack can be seen. Panel 5: The gap through the open door shows a harsh light compared to the dark hallway where the door and it's handle is still in shadow. Panel 6: From the outside the door closes with a "click."
Full page art of a giant featureless teacher at the front of the classroom writing on a blackboard with a piece of chalk. Comparatively tiny students who are also featureless face the front while sat at their desks. Only the backs of their heads and shoulders can be seen. The kid on the left is sitting down in their midst, their backpack slung on the back of their chair. There are some stairs that go up to the too-high black board at the front of the room. There are two pieces of chalk and a black board eraser resting at the bottom of the black board. The teacher has written, "mushroom + mushroom = mushroom" "disease - disease = disease" "giraffe × gi"
Panel 1: the kid on the left looking forwards with their hands folded in front of them on their desk. They look apprehensive and they're surrounded by the other students at their desks. The other students all have sticky notes on their faces with an emotionless simple expression drawn on. Everyone faces forward.
Panel 2: the kid on the left looks at their hands as they fiddle with them, still clasped together.
Panel 3: the kid on the left continues fiddling with their hands without parting them, leaning further down.
Panel 4: the kid on the left has their face right up to their hands, still fiddling and now with greater concentration.
Panel 5: the kid on the left jerks to look up in shock as the teacher says, "YOU."
Panel 6: the silhouette of the kid on the left sits alone at their desk, tiny compared to the teacher's hand pointing directly at them.
Panel 1: the teacher's hand is giant in the frame as it points and says, "WHAT IS GIRAFFE." Behind them is the chalkboard that reads, "mushroom + mushroom = mushroom" "disease - disease = disease" "giraffe × giraffe = giraffe"
Panel 2: the kid on the left reels back with a scared expression, their hands clenching on their desk.
Panel 3: Close-up on the kid on the left as they hunch in on themselves and say quietly, "um."
Panel 4: The kid on the left's hands shake as they clasp together and they say quietly, "uh."
They continue, "a giraffe...?"
Panel 1: the teacher says, "WRONG." The kid on the left looks small hunched in on themselves at their desk with every other student at their desks turned towards them.
Panel 2: The kid on the left sits frozen at their desk with their hands closed together over their desk, frozen.
Panel 3: The kid on the left remains frozen, receding into the void with all the other students missing.
The kid on the left floats in the void, sitting at their desk with their hands folded and looking down. They get smaller as they begin to hunch down and rotate in further iterations of themselves down the page until they have their face in their arms. It looks like they're floating off.
Panel 1: the kid on the left has their face buried in their arms against their desk.
Panel 2: The kid on the left's eyes have tears dripping from them as they peek up from behind their hands.
Panel 3: The kid on the left rubs at the tears with one hand as their downturned mouth can be seen from behind their right hand.
Panel 4: The attention of the kid on the left is caught by something on their right hand.
Panel 5: A close-up of their right hand reveals "I love you" written on the palm.
Panel 1: The kid on the left sits up slightly, looking at their hand with a surprised expression and says, "oh." Panel 2: The kid on the left floats alone in the void without their desk or anyone around them, holding their right hand with their left and looking down with a slight smile. They say, "that's stronger than a kajillion hippos with lasers."
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we go together Is a surreal slice-of-life webcomic by Pim updated three times a week

Edit: school pt 2

1 month ago

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4 years ago

Cat finds a new friend 

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2 years ago

Ahsoka Tano is six years old and she has the most scars out of everyone in her class.

She shows them off proudly when people ask. The one on her knee is from climbing the trees in the temple gardens, she says. A thin white line wraps around her forearm from a mistake in saber training. Various scrapes and cuts cover her hands, and she rolls up the sleeves of her robes to show them off. They are badges of honor.

At ten years old, she is placed in the advanced saber classes with the older students. She meets a girl named Barriss Offee, the padawan of a high Master of the Jedi Counsel. Barriss is everything Ahsoka would expect her to be. She is calm, yet stern, and a master of soresu. She is the ideal padawan, a role model for the younglings that look up to her. She is everything Ahsoka wants to be.

Ahsoka is fourteen when the war breaks out.. 212 Jedi fight in the arena on Geonosis, fighting and dying for their republic. Ahsoka attends the funerals, as do all the other padawans. She watches the pyres bearing the crest of the Jedi order burn as the bodies return to the force from which they came. She scans the crowd until she finds Barriss, one of the 30 survivors of the massacre. She has her head down, firelight glinting off of the tear tracks on her cheeks.

A month later Ahsoka is sent out, apprenticed to the newly knighted Anakin Skywalker. She wasn’t stupid. She had heard all the rumors: that Skywalker was the chosen one, that he had joined the temple at the time he became a padawan, that he would save the order from darkness, and that Anakin Skywalker would end the war. She adjusted her saber on her belt as the gunship took her down to Christophsis. She cooly walked down the ramp and introduced herself.

Anakin Skywalker was… underwhelming.

He didn’t command her to silence with his voice, or stand proud at attention. He slouched, and he whined often. If this is the Hero Without Fear, Ahsoka thinks, then he will need all the help I can give him.

Ahsoka is in battle the day she turns fifteen. They are pushing the separatists back toward the northern end of the city on an occupied planet in the outer rim. Ahsoka slashes and cuts, ducking under droids; weaving in and out of the fray. Her free arm drifts far from her body, covered in bandages from all the times she has forgotten to cover it. At the end of the day, she receives a gift: materials for a new lightsaber and a promised trip to Ilum.

She adapts to her new lightsaber quickly, like a limb she was always missing. Soon, she is spinning and slashing so quickly that it is impossible for the untrained eye to tell limb from saber. She throws herself into battle with all the ferocity of the akul whose teeth now decorate her headdress. It is a mark of honor, she reminds herself, and preens with pride.

Ahsoka Tano is sixteen years old and she has the most scars out of everyone in her class. She no longer remembers the now faded scar on her knee from climbing in the temple garden. She can’t tell you where her new scars come from either. On rare occasions between battles, she returns to the temple to study. Her classmates stare at her; revere her. She is the padawan of the Hero Without Fear, she has fought beside the great Jedi masters, and she can beat any one of her classmates in a fight.

They notice she’s changed. Where she was once unsure, there is now cool confidence in herself and her comrades. She no longer boasts or shows off to her classmates. She is extraordinarily kind to the younger padawans, who all look up to her.

She still drums her fingers on her desk, looking for all the world as she would rather be doing more important things than sitting in a classroom. She still spaces out when others are talking to her, but everyone has noticed the way she is quick to draw her sabers, always sitting on the edge of her seat, always looking past her classmates as if searching the horizon for threats. Yes, Ahsoka Tano has changed.

She is still sixteen when she thinks she loses everything.

She is seventeen when she does.

Ahsoka Tano is eighteen years old and she stands vigil for a home she will never be able to return to.


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2 years ago

I was coming up with an AU where Naruto was exposed as the Jinchuuriki to all of Konoha (including the Konoha 12) between the zabuza arc and Chūnin exam arc and as I explored this idea the plot got away from me. I ended up at a place where Kakashi was forced back into ANBU by Danzo leaving team 7 without a new leader, Sasuke is kidnapped by Orochimaru while he’s on the run with Naruto and Sakura, Konoha is fractured politically leaving Danzo as the new Hokage, and a Gaara who has never met Naruto Uzumaki has recently been appointed Kazekage


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4 years ago

Do you guys ever think about how Ahsoka must have felt when Anakin turned? Beyond just the feelings of guilt. I mean, she never got an explanation for why he turned. That “we’ll catch up later” turned into never, and for 14 years she thought he was dead. Until one day everything clicks together. You can’t tell me that Ahsoka wasn’t rightfully angry when she found out that *everything* she went through- the 10,000 Jedi slaughtered - the hundreds of thousands of clones that were turned into mindless slaves of the empire- the *children* that were murdered and sold and brainwashed- that she wasn’t angry. Because she went through hell and back only to find out that Anakin caused it. Somewhere in there she’s still a 16 year old child who was abandoned by the only people she called home. And she remembers that. And she remembers how *betrayed* she felt when she found out it was Barris who framed her. Of course she felt guilt, depression, and remorse, but she also had to live with the knowledge that her master (her brother) caused it.


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