I Saw This And I Had Shivers So I Liked It And Then I Saw It Again And Still had Shivers So Now It Deserves

Firefighter demonstrates how to put out a kitchen fire

Bless the nonbinary questmaster

"If you don't take care of yourself, then I will."

Always reblog the nonbinary questmaster

Basic Needs; Cool Armor is part of the Resol’nare. It keeps them alive and is a key pillar in their beliefs. Bounty hunting gives a Mandalorian a source of income, also keeps them alive, and being known as part of the greatest warrior’s in the galaxy  just makes it easy for them.

Psychological needs: Novelty Weapons. “Weapons are a part of my religion.” Keeping weapons clean, good, and ready is vital. Respect the weapons. They keep you alive. Jetpack: Really fucking cool. ‘Rising Pheonix,’ like hot damn who wouldn’t want a Jetpack like that. Is also part of their fighting style. “A Mandalorian with a Jetpack is a weapon.”

Self-fulfillment needs: Fatherhood. Jango Fett. Din “The Mandalorian” Djarin. Foundlings are the future. They are everything to Mandalorians. A foundling comes first and foremost. Children are precious. Not every Mandalorian needs to have a child, but hot damn every child needs a Mandalorian Parent. I want a Mandalorian Parent.

Between Jango Fett demanding a son as payment for being cloned and the mandalorian immediately adopting baby yoda I’ve come to a conclusion

Writing Prompt #2

‘Spring’

Lots of people, each with their own thoughts and likes, leads to lots of opinions.

Lots of opinions, means that sometimes its hard to find one that you can really relate to.

It’s hard to find someone that you can truly relate to.

Where I live - where I was born and raised and planned to raise my own children here - has four seasons.

The usual; Spring, Summer, Autumn, and Winter.

To me though, there’s something special about spring.

Maybe it’s just the relief it gives after harsh winter.

Maybe it’s the smell of the flowers blooming, and the smell of the dirt they grew from.

Maybe it’s the birds, singing their song for all to hear in the morning.

Spring’s the best season, in my opinion. I’m always happier in spring.

My good mood usually doesn’t go unnoticed, too.

‘The Spring Joys?’ My flatmate asks me, when I nearly skip out of my room.

He likes summer better than Spring, but he says he enjoys watching the smile on my face during these three months.

Every year, every spring, he asks me this. At first, when we first met and were still awkward with each other, I can see a glint of hard amusement.

Like, as if he was laughing at my spring mood.

As time wore on, we grew closer. When he locked himself in his room after the death of his foster parents, I left him meals in front of the door. When I stressed over my younger siblings not having work, he sat by me on the sofa and listened.

We even helped each other fight off our nightmare of a landlady from wrangling this flat out of our hands. Afterwards, every moment spent had a certain sweetness to it.

Every year, every spring, I smile at him. ‘ ‘You can cut all the flowers, but you can’t stop spring from coming’,’ I quote.

He rolls his eyes, as always. I spot a glimpse of a smile hidden away, as always.

As we move on with our daily routines, I can’t stop the occasional glimpse out the window.

Can’t help the smile that tugs on my lips.

The contented sigh that escapes my lungs.

Spring is here.

same goes with pretty much anything else tbh.

you wanna sing but you ‘can’t’? wrong, you can, sing out the window, hold concerts in the showers, belt out half remembered lyrics.

you wanna dance but you ‘can’t’? wrong again, you can, the floor is your own and the music is to your liking. dance until you can’t and even then keep going.

literally who the fuck cares? who the fuck cares about quality when knowing that it makes you happy is good enough? who ever the fuck cares about whether what you’re doing ‘good’ is someone you shouldn’t care about. 

its your world and you’re the one fucking living in it so its bout damn time you start acting like it

STOP saying u cant draw something u can literally draw whatever U want. I wanna draw a horse, BAM drew a horse. I wanna draw two ppl kissing BAM drew two ppl kissing. I am God of mine own hands and I will create

sometimes the only ‘feeling’ I have corresponds to the picture of my baby brother crying at blue coloured paper

So I wrote a song in Mando'a a while back, and I finally remembered to post it here :P

Te Nau teh te Me'suum'ika...

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Te nau teh te me’suum’ika nau’ur te kurs,

<<The light from the moon illuminates the forest.>>

Te cin sarade bat te kurshise, jii dral pak,

<<The white flowers on the trees, now glowing silver>>

Te senaare laararir bah solus ashi, val laararir bah te ca’tra

<<The birds sing to each other, they sing to the night sky >>

...

Te nau teh te ka’ra nau’ur te kurshise,

<<The light from the stars illuminates the trees>>

Te shi’yayc sarade, jii dral ve’vut,

<<The yellow flowers, now glowing gold>>

Te senaare laararir bah solus ashi, val laararir bah te ka’ra

<<The birds sing to each other, they sing to the stars>>

...

Te nau te teh me’suum’ika nau’ur te suumpir,

<<the light from the moon illuminates the lake>>

Te nau redalur bat te kebiin sarade,

<<the light dances on the blue flowers>>

Te senaare laararir bah solus ashi, val laararir bah te ca’tra,

<<The birds sing to each other, they sing to the night sky>>

Te nau teh te me’suum’ika nau’ur te kurs,

<<The light from the moon illuminates the forest.>>

Te cin sarade bat te kurshise, jii dral pak,

<<The white flowers on the trees, now glowing silver>>

Te senaare laararir bah solus ashi, val laararir bah te me’suum’ika

<<The birds sing to each other, they sing to the moon >>

Val laararir bah te me’suum’ika...

<<they sing to the moon>>

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If you use this in something like a fic or something, please credit and tag me! I'd love to read it! <3

Also- I'll edit in a recording of me singing this later for the tune. Right now I can't do that, but I'll do it later :)

You know when you can’t write that one scene and it’s stopping you from writing?

I give u full permission to skip that scene. Just skip it. Who cares?

Write the next scene! That ones way more fun any way.

Daily reminder to go read Cucumber Quest