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@mob-lake is this a good time to say that I’m writing a fic based on a moodboard you made?: https://brokenedgeben.tumblr.com/post/633409297982914560/mob-lake-before-the-resistance-before-the

Galennic + “I don’t owe you anexplanation.”

“You’re what?”

The pitch of his tone risesslightly at the end of his question, his head tipping to the side in time withhis words. The hesitant beginnings of a smirk threaten to tug at the corner ofhis mouth as Orson Krennic peers at the man he’s known so many years, andattempts to read him with a certain doubt that he hasn’t felt since early on intheir friendship. This is absurd. It can’t be anything but a joke.

“I said that I’m married,Orson.”

“My hearing is fine. I’masking what you mean by that.”

“I think that’s fairlyclear. I’m married,” Galen repeats, ever calm, his brown eyes soft and honestas they meet Orson’s penetrating gaze. “Three months now. You’ve been away-”

“Yes, I know I’ve beenbloody away. I’m the one that was away,” Orson snaps, a bitternesscreeping into his voice that he knows is uncalled for. He doesn’t bother tocurb it. He simply pauses, chewing on his lip, his stare never falling, as if waitingfor this to make sense. “I don’t understand how this is possible.”

“I’m sure you can,” hereplies gently. “You’re a smart man. You knew I was seeing someone.”

Of course, he understandshow it’s possible, and yet it still doesn’t make sense in his mind. He doesn’t like when things don’t make sense. It makes him feel stupid and Orson Krennic does not handle any sort of embarrassment well. He wants to take that irritating confusion out on the only person that he can, and even that he can’t manage, every cruel word that springs to thought dying on his tongue before he can free it on the innocent man before him.

Galen is the first to lookaway in their little staring contest, his expression softening into somethingregretful that Orson wishes was meant for him in a different way. He wishesthat the man in front of him regretted what he’d told him, that it even happened.No, the look Orson reads on his ex-lover’s face is something like pity, butkinder. Galen has always been too kind for his own good. 

“I suppose it’s herthen?” He spits out the word evenly, and yet it still feels full of venom.

“Who else would it be,Orson?”

Orson’s mouth twitches, lipspursing together, as he’s suddenly filled with the overpowering desire to flee. His instinct to fight flares and dies with every glance into Galen’s eyes and now there is only flight. Like a thief caught stealing or a child caught in a misdeed by a stern father,Orson wants to run and never look back, to never think of this again, and to avoid the consequence he brought upon himself by meeting Galen at all. Why hadhe done this? So stupid. To think…what he had thought when Galen had first contacted him. What he’s hoped for since theyparted ways, but what he’s always been too damned stubborn to ask for, to begfor from the man he’d loved most of his life.

“I don’t understand. Years,Galen. We were together years. You’d never even looked at a woman, and now-” Heshakes his head, looking away. “This doesn’t make sense.”

“To you, maybe not. To me,it makes perfect sense.”

“Just explain to me-”

“I don’t owe you anexplanation, Orson, not of my marriage nor my sexuality. I just wanted to tellyou.”

And it’s the way he says itthat breaks Orson’s heart, really and truly. It’s the pitiable kindness in itagain, like he feels sorry for him. It makes his cheeks flush andhis anger rise. Hot pricks sting at the backs of his piercing blue eyes. It’s as if everypart of Orson’s body wants to betray him and let his humiliation and hurt beknown to the only man that he has ever loved and he can’t stop it. 

“Fine. You’ve done that.”

A tangible pause lingersbetween them, neither willing to leave, yet not quite knowing what to say.Finally, Galen reaches out and gently brushes the sleeve of Orson’s coat.

“Orson…I-”

“No,” he replies, tighteninghis jaw and giving a dismissive nod. “You’re right. You don’t owe me anexplanation.” He shoots him a tight smile, the false expression all he can manage to muster. “Congratulations.” 

Sorry it took so long, Star Wars distracted me. :D

6. An overrated band

I feel like a whole bunch of ‘classic’ metal bands like Megadeth and Slayer, to be honest. And Avenged Sevenfold and the like. Basic metal is pretty boring. *dodges rotten tomatoes*

24. A song that calms you down

Binary Sunset. I mean, the Force theme in general, really.

44. Something you’d give ANYTHING to hear performed live

I like that theory! My initial thoughts is that it refers to the name of a new Order of force users. We had The Last Jedi, now we have The Rise of Skywalker. This to me would be a good way to honor the Skywalker legacy while still closing the book on their story. I can’t wait to see! ��

because I know you, I’m doing this one modern!au, fair warning

13. Who stays up late? Who sleeps the most? Does the other have to force them to sleep/wake up?Hux stays up late and he gets up the earliest. No rest for the wicked and he has a job to do-- even if its his day off from work, and lets be real having two boyfriends, much less those two, is a full time job in and of itself. Ben sleeps the most. Lazy ass. He tries to bicker about this with Poe who sleeps almost as much but isnt a constant grump about it. Poe will get chipper with his first cup of coffee (and hes just a half glass full kinda guys anyway) and Ben will sit across from anyone and contemplate pissing in their cheerios if he doesnt get at least nine hours. Hux will set surprise alarms for the three of them, Poe pays them mind, Ben puts shave gel in Hux’s thousand dollar shoes.

14. Who is the highest maintenance? Does the other mind?everyone who knows them would automatically say its Hux. Look at the guy, every little thing is in place. But thats only because it comes natural to him. He likely learned to steam a button down when he was seven. Hes put together but he manages and regulates himself well and its no one’s business but his own. Hes independent to a fault and not at all needy.Everyone’s second guess is always Ben. But Ben just doesn’t really give a fuck. Sure hes an emotional wreck, and he loves too much for his own good and throws far too much furniture when hes pissed but he really isn't high maintenance. Have you seen his nails? This is not a needy high maintenance man. Poe is a typically stable, cheerful guy who everyone (literally everyone) wants to be best friends with. He’s cool and charismatic and yeah hes high fucking maintenance in a relationship. Hes needy as hell, he needs all kinds of reassurances regularly. He’s constantly afraid of being left behind or losing something greater than himself which is why hes always looking for an opportunity to ghost out on people he think’s hes bringing down. He’s reckless with his own life and he would protect whats his with it and doesn’t really see how this might hurt the people who love him because accepting love is one of the hardest things. Deep down hes just as much of a mess as Ben, but he wears it differently and its hilarious to Ben the first time Poe has a complete meltdown on Hux because he already knew this.

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Submitted by: @mob-lake

Character: Sheriff of Nottingham

Relationship: onesided SheriffHood?

Setting: Canon

AU: Everything is basically the same except the Sheriff of Nottingham is hanging out with Robin so much because he’s secretly pining for him and hates how into this annoying rich boy he is, until Robin tells him flat out we are never ever getting back together and the Sheriff freaks out. Think of this like Frollo/Esmeralda from Hunchback of Notre Dame. THAT level of unhealthy pining and extreme self loathing that the Sheriff tries to take out on Robin. 

Rick Allen: The musician you find most inspirational and why?

Easy: Brian May. He’s just such an overall good dude in addition to being a highly skilled and influential musician, a doctor of astrophysics, an animal rights activist etc. etc. The world is a better place for his presence.

Axl Rose: Favorite music genre?