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happy birthday to my dear cool beloved beagle!!!
STAR TREK The Conscience of the King | S01 E13
blood fever
I've been writing the plot for my Star Wars film era OC, Mylo after Order 66. The vibe of the wasteland that he and his master end up in after fleeing their clones, hits hard!
Miles of open land, barren and little green if there is any. Distant mountains and mesas. Gray, brown and tan. The sky is blue but there is a fowl wind that runs heavy, carrying itself with its mournful the screams of pain of great loss in the Force. Mylo and his master, Wardo Juventi left for dead and alone, not knowing where they are.
I'm really going for that dead, haunted wasteland vibe from playing the Fallout games for a long time. It seems to be the kind of place lost Jedi would end up in after the clones turn on them, and they first manage to survive that somehow.
Picture this, two Jedi, a master and a padawan, looking out over the vast wasteland they just walked into, no idea where they are and no ways of contacting civilization.
appreciation art for TAS spock <3
Jim and Spock ➜ The Alternative Factor
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I was rewatching The Enemy Within and all I could think about is how this was literally Kirk’s headspace throughout the whole episode:
I know I already made a post to this effect but it's so baffling to me when someone defends the fact that headphone jacks are slowly but surely getting phased out by smartphone manufacturers with some variations of "wireless headphones are more convenient anyway" bc like. If we're talking about convenience what I like about wired headphones is that they conveniently have a single plug that makes the same damn pair of headphones universally compatible with every single audio-output-capable device I own, from my phone and my computer to my fucking gameboy and my casette player, it doesn't get any more convenient than that.
A New Hope (1977)
dir. George Lucas
A quick Mace study! Not the most interesting portrait but I’m having fun with color. Mace Windu is one of my favorite characters- Shatterpoint needs to be more popular!
MARK HAMILL as LUKE SKYWALKER
➤• STAR WARS: EPISODE IV - A NEW HOPE (1977) DIR. GEORGE LUCAS
lost that little r2 unit :T
Han and Leia by artist James Hance
Princess Leia sketch from a while ago
German Summer Gothic
The weather forecast says a heat wave is coming. It’s never been this hot before, you feel like taking off your entire skin. The Thermostat says it’s 23 °C. The basic rules of modesty do not apply anymore. You get as naked as you can possibly afford at all times. Can you wear a bikini top and boxer shorts to university? Your professor does. Flip Flop. Flip Flop. Flip Flop. You turn around to see if someone is following you. No one in sight. You walk a little faster. Flip Flop. Flip Flop. They’re almost here. You sit next to a stranger on the bus. Your thighs are touching. When you try to get up for your stop, you cannot move. The stranger is staring out of the window, but you can’t see their face in the reflection. Your upper legs have fused together and it will only be a matter of time before one of you consumes the other. It’s 36° and it’s getting heißer. Life doesn’t feel hard at all. It’s getting heißer and heißer. You try to turn off the radio, but as soon as you turn your back to it, it’s 36° again and it’s getting heißer. The Klimaanlage in the Deutsche Bahn is broken. It’s always been broken. You’ve heard people say there is a single car where it works, but it’s never the one you’re in. The doors of the Tram open and 50 hungry lungs breathe in in unison. You don’t hear anything but the rattling over the Weichen until the next stop. You didn’t know you could hold your breath this long. You come home to find all of your shoes have been replaced with Flip Flops. Even the Sandalen you put on your own feet this morning have transformed while you were out, it seems. Or did you put them on? You can’t remember. There’s no answers. You wake up to the sun shining in your face. It’s 4 am and your window is on the north side of the house. Mom asks you to mäh the Rasen. You are sure you did it yesterday, but you also feel your nostrils longing for the smell of frischgeschnittnem Gras. How long has it been since you’ve eaten anything? The Flutschfinger at the Kiosk is 4,50€ now.