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Au where Alastor accidentally misses his entire season 2 arc because he didn’t go to the lounge that morning

More notes and thoughts about this comic and the making of it under the cut!

Day 1: Lightsaber || Parental/Father Figure

Day 2: Wolffe || Comfort

Day 3: Time Travel || Wolfpack meets Koon clan

Day 4: Alternate Universe || Wolfpack sees Plo use electric judgment

Day 5: Accidental child Acquistion || Kel Dor Culture

Day 6: Unmasked || Chronic Pain

Day 7: Free day

Dates: July 5-11

-Rules and other info below cut-

Fandom(s): Star Wars: The Clone Wars, Star Wars (Prequel Trilogy), Star Wars Legends

Rating: Gen/T

Summery: It’s the trinkets that make a place house, but it’s the person there that makes it a home.

AO3

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85. “Stop Please…”

You’re really in for the Whump, aren’t you? (Here’s the continuation)

Shaak Ti could feel the anxiety, the helplessness, that radiated off of her fellow councilors as they watched the recoding that had been sent to them after Plo Koon failed to return from his mission after four weeks.

The said recording showed the Kel Dor Master laying in a crumpled heap, breaths weak and rasping— his mask was probably broken and he was dying and there was nothing they could do about it.

“It is penance,” the modified voice from his assailent said over the recording. “For the lives you Jedi have taken.”

A boot slammed down on his fingers and a strangled cry escaped Plo, the sound of bones cracking heard very clearly over the holorecording. A sharp spike in desperation came from her left, though if it was Kit or Saesee, she couldn’t be sure— her own Force signature spiked in that moment as well. Another stomp and she saw Obi-Wan flinch at the cry again. The other hand next, and all she could hear was the snapping of bones and strangled cries from the normally unshakeable Kel Dor Master. She wanted to look away, to block out the emotions that were more like a storm in the Council Chambers. But Shaak couldn’t, eyes glued to the red-colored holo as a hand reached down and grasped onto Plo’s face, thumb running along one of his covered tusks and—

“Stop…” Plo groaned, gurgled and desprate. “Please.”

A vibroblade slashed through the hard covering and the two tusks hidden inside of it, and another strangled, broken cry reached their ears. 

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93. “I just want to go home.”

The angst and comfort is real with this one (here’s 85)

The problem with getting Plo Koon out of the fortress was that too many of the Council wanted to go— and that didn’t account for the fact that somehow the elder Master Koon had caught wind of his nephew’s capture. But the Council had settled on four Jedi and one Battalion— General Monn would lead the 104th as the frontal assault with Shaak, Kit and Ahsoka infiltrating and getting Plo. 

But the aftermath was what hurt the most, the struggling wheezes and rasps from Plo as Sinker and Ghost hooked him up to a nebulizer, and draped a heavy cloth over his eyes, Ember grabbing the bone-menders, the bacta— everything under the sun to help. Ahsoka had collapsed not very long after they had gotten Plo situated, a combination of anxiety and lack of adrenaline getting to her and Shaak had carefully moved her into a chair, though she’d be sore when she woke. Kit was sitting in the one next to Plo’s bedside, bowed and tresses twitching and curling in distress.

Plo’s shields had been shattered, emotions clear as day, the pain and agony, everything laid out for them to feel. Ghost carefully eased the shattered metal from the Kel Dor’s hands, the remnants of his talon guards.

Plo jerked, a strangled noise escaping him but Shaak gently extended her presence, joining Kit’s as they soothed the other Jedi. 

“Shaak… Kit…” 

Shaak’s heart twisted. His voice was so raw.

“We’re here,” Kit murmured, hesitating but gently placing a hand on Plo’s wrist. He jerked again and Kit withdrew his touch quickly as he trembled. “Is there anything we can do?”

Plo whimpered, a noise so soft Shaak almost missed it as Kit leaned down. “Please… I just want to go home.”

some headcanons for my Four Horsepeople raising Adam AU (because I’ve got a lot of ideas for this AU but haven’t written any yet so maybe writing most of them down will help me figure out what I want to do)

Famine cannot be the one who feeds Adam, and he cannot be anywhere around Adam while he’s being fed.

Pollution cannot be the one giving Adam a bath.

Pestilence cannot be used as a backup babysitter until they get Adam his vaccines

It’s not like they WANT to but they really don’t know how his Antichrist powers protect him from sickness and they can’t take the risk and make  their lord and master weak, sorry, Pestilence

Death is the usual caretaker because it’s not like they’ve got a real job

War and Famine will bring Adam with them to their jobs, though

Famine leading a business meeting while Adam is in a sling on his chest is a very good thought

The way they all carry Adam is very different

Death holds him in their arms, because a) the Grim Reaper holding a baby in their arms is a very cool aesthetic, and b) they really don’t want to bother learning how the baby carriers work, they really just like holding Adam

Famine has THE fanciest baby stroller in the world. No arguments. 

War has a preference for the backpack-style carriers because she thinks it’s safer to have Adam behind her than in front of her

Pollution has a shit-ton of those baby slings that they throw out after using more than two times. 

They all lose their hearts to Adam within two weeks at most.

A while ago I thought of an AU where the Horsepeople didn’t die and instead just ended up becoming weird Aunt/Uncle/Other figures to Adam and the Them and since no one else was doing it, I thought I’d do it myself. (originally reblogged on this post but I made a separate post so more people would see it)

Without going into detail, the Horsepeople don’t die. Or they do, but they come back.

They decide to hang around Adam since they figure that the Apocalypse will have to happen eventually and it will be easier for them if they have the Antichrist and his friends on their side when it happens.

They’re not around all the time since they’ve got other stuff to do but they show up enough that they just end up buying a vacation house in the village to make things easier for themselves.

Adam said they could stay, but only if they didn’t harm anybody or anything. They reluctantly agree, but only because it’ll make getting the kids on their side easier.

The Them are annoyed (but not threatened) by their presence at first but learn to deal, and eventually, become pretty okay with the whole arrangement.

Death is the only one who does not have a favourite child.

Everyone else does have a favourite but made an unofficial agreement to not tell the Them or even talk about it amongst themselves.

So I tell Jane to bring her boy over to a bbq I'm having and she can tell him she's trans at my place surrounded by queer and trans people who love her and will support her if he ends up being awful.

She waits till the end of the bbq to tell him the news, by which point the rest of us have learned that Jason is a kind, friendly, empathetic, hard working, dummy. So we sit down, all of us a little worried about this gym bro's reaction when she tells him she's trans, and that she understands if he doesn't want to keep dating her it's no big deal.

He's baffled, so we explain what trans is, and after the disclosure that she hasn't had bottom surgery yet...

"Oh you have a dick?"

"... yeah."

He look's around at the room full of people with baited breath, his clearly a little afraid girl friend says

"Oooohhhh! I get it! You think- don't worry Babe! Watch this!"

And ya'll this man jumps up, runs into the kitchen and returns with one of the bratwurst we had for grilling and proceeds to tilt his head back, put it down his throat, hold it in his mouth for a moment, and spit it up without even a whisper of a gag and then looks around at the group absolutely beaming with pride.

"Honey, I must tell you, i am in fact trans and I have not had bottom surgery."

“For most dialogue, use a comma after the sentence and don’t capitalize the next word after the quotation mark,” she said.

“But what if you’re using a question mark rather than a period?” they asked.

“When using a dialogue tag, you never capitalize the word after the quotation mark unless it’s a proper noun!” she snapped.

“When breaking up a single sentence with a dialogue tag,” she said, “use commas.”

“This is a single sentence,” she said. “Now, this is a second stand-alone sentence, so there’s no comma after ‘she said.’”

between friends has become a

cultural icon.

Have an early 1930’s Alastor fashion catalog page! 📻

More outfit descriptions under the cut.

More vintage Hazbin catalog pages: Fem!Alastor, Fem!Vox, Rosie, Niffty, Angel Dust, Sir Pentious, Vaggie, Valentino, Charlie

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