writing advice that changed my life:
you can always delete it later
the reality that destroyed me:
i never delete it later. i build a cathedral of nonsense around it instead.
THIS.
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writing advice that changed my life:
you can always delete it later
the reality that destroyed me:
i never delete it later. i build a cathedral of nonsense around it instead.
THIS.
Star Wars: Episode I - The Phantom Menace dir. George Lucas | 1999
Is your disaster children series done for good? Love it (and all your work) so much!!
hi!! thank you so much š„ŗš©µ Iām so glad you enjoy my silly little words!
Donāt worry, the Disaster Children series is definitely not done for good! I would be so sad to never write Qui-Gon Jinn and his huge hands ever again š Iām just having trouble writing anything anymore (my inner critic is TOO DAMN LOUD AND DOESNT SHUT UP) and took a step back from it. I miss them though š
honestly answering this ask makes me wanna buckle down and try to finish something š I canāt make any promises but I do miss them and would love to have my spark back!
i sorta kinda waited for a reason to post this, and today seems to be perfectly reasonable :D
-Obi-wan always aces all his classes, but even he needs help on galactic algebra-
Quick sketch on my favorite boys, I miss drawing them so much.
Also, quick update! I only have 2 months of school left, then im free! So expect my hiatus to last a little longer, thank yall for bearing with me!!!
boy wins podrace, gets to sit on giant hippie tree man's shoulders
2x06: The Top Hat Job
You kids stop fighting or we will turn this van around
My favorite thing about this is that everyone Knowsā¢ļø what Eliot is capable of, but they tease him anyway because they know itās safe for them to do so. They know that not only will Eliot never hurt them, but they can safely test that in a way that shows how deeply they trust him to never cause them harm.
Itās like⦠how do I say this. They poke him with a stick to show him that they know he wonāt bite, he isnāt violence incarnate. Heās family, and family gets on each otherās nerves and they tease each other, and theyāre showing him heās family.Ā
Parker first, because sheās the one who runs into danger with glee. Eliot snitches informs the team dad Nate about it, expecting him to reprimand her. Instead, Nate also pokes Eliot. On the surface, it saysĀ āyouāre our trusted teammate, we get have fun with you.ā But on a deeper level, it saysĀ āSheās right, youāre not dangerous to us. We trust you, and youāre family.ā
Nate and Parker are always very in sinc when it comes to pushing people the right way (itās The Mastermind in them), and their love language is pushing people in a way that brings them closer, in a way that reveals how close theyāve already gotten.Ā
Because thereās only a handful of people Eliot will let touch his bruises, his most tender spots, and walk away with their hands intact. And those people are all in the room with him.
My other favorite thing about this is how childish it is. Theyāre like kids in kindergarten, with Parker being a little shit and Eliot telling on her to the teacher Nate. These two, the ones with the darkest pasts and most unspeakable traumas in the crew.
Where else could they have acted like this? Weāve seen Eliot with the men he considers his friends: with them itās all macho posturing, war stories, serious professionalism, or some combination of all three. He hasnāt been a kid in a long, long time, in a way thatās measured by more than just years.
And Parker, as far as we know, never had anyone for very long. She lost her brother young, was betrayed by those kids who taught her to steal cars, and she was moved around too much in the foster care system to make lasting friends. She would not have been like this with Archie. She even called him āsir.ā There was love in that relationship, but not much room for playfulness.
The way that they are with each other, the way that they are with this team, is indescribably precious. When they poke and prod at each other, when they tease Hardison, when all three of them get so deep into fun but impractical plans like the Batcave that Nate and Sophie have to step in, theyāre getting a little bit of their childhood back. Theyāre losing a little bit of the weight they carry. And Iām glad we get to see it.
All this says is I hit people and flip my hair.
Top 10 Eliot hair moments, requested by @gendrybaratheon
[ID: 10 gifs of Eliot Spencer from various episodes. His hair looks excellent in each of them.]
Eliot Spencer and his goddamn hair are a whole new sexuality and I am HERE FOR IT.
And fuck, Eliot Spencer in glassesĀ is a whole seperate sexuality and I am mosdef Eliot Spencer-sexual.
I'm sorry, but to me the peak of on screen male-to-male intimacy was accomplished by Liam Neeson and Ewan McGregor in The Phantom Menace.
The way Obi-Wan RUSHES to Qui-Gon's side the EXACT SECOND he is sure Darth Maul ain't coming out of that melting pit. The way he FOLDS himself around his dying mentor.
The beard touch.
It's not captioned in this gif, but while this is happening, Qui-Gon whispers to him "No. It's too late." Trying to keep down any fear of hurting him Obi-Wan has, trying to squash any feelings of resentment or anger that the young man would be pointing inward just then for not being fast enough, not being good enough. Because that would lead him to the darkness.
I am already gone, please let me see your face free of anguish for my last moments.
The way Obi-Wan's hand moves over Qui-Gon's chest, feeling for his heartbeat, maybe trying to coax the living force into keeping Qui-Gon alive JUST LONG ENOUGH so that he can drag him into the palace and to a bacta tank.
And then when the perspective shifts to show us Qui-Gon?
The little caress on Obi-Wan's cheek? Pretty much the only evidence we have up until the cut away that this poor kid just watched his father figure/mentor/brother-in-arms/constant companion/comrade/teacher get stabbed and is either very close to or already starting to bawl his eyes out? The way his voice is just so soft (probably because he was stabbed through the diaphragm) as he imparts his dying wish? Him basically begging Obi-Wan to remember what he told him in the swamps, that he will be a great Jedi and is wiser than Qui-Gon himself? That he should believe in himself?!
The last breath? The closing of the eyes? Obi-Wan only being able to nod because if he says anything he WILL LOOSE IT. Him resting the bridge of his nose on Qui-Gon's as his best friend becomes one with the Force?
The way Obi-Wan cradles his head?
And then that last pan away, when we see what is left of his resolve from the moment just shatter and his shoulders shake and he crumples against the body in his arms?
Yea... No...
These two? Nothing is ever going to beat this moment for me. It's so sad but just so well acted.
We did not deserve this performance in 1999.
We do not deserve this performance NOW.
I always get hit by the way Obi-Wanās voice squeaks on that desperate, pleading little, "No!"
Don't say it's too late, don't tell me you're going, please don't. No. Please no.
It's all cracked and young and broken and he's both man and boy, and he holds the person he loves best in all the world, and says goodbye.
Just that No.
Man.
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Dells has finished the White Collar fic!
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
remember how i said iām on a White Collar kick? have a long snip (iām really proud of this fic so far and i pray i can finish it)
Peter parked the Taurus on the street in front of Juneās house, and he turned to Neal, his voice so stern and unyielding that Neal immediately wished for the bliss of his silence again the second Peter opened his mouth. āGet your bag. You have five minutes.ā
Oh, God.
An overnight stay at the Burkeās never boded well for Nealās backside.
āTen,ā he blurted out, then stammered as Peterās expression darkened, āI-I mean, I might need ten minutes to pack.ā
āYou donāt need to pack. You have a bag ready to go, sitting on the floor of your closet of designer suits, just for this purpose.ā
He did. Unfortunately, it was a frequent enough occurrence that Neal was dragged to the Burke residence that a packed bag had become necessary, but that didnāt mean Neal was at all eager to go get it. Once he got it, heād bring it down to the car, then they would go to Peterās house, and there⦠well, there Peter would make sure that the few swats heād given Neal earlier would seem like a walk in the park in comparison.
Peter nodded towards the magnificent house. āGet it, now.ā
āI unpacked it,ā Neal said without thinking, desperate for an escape from this fate that was starting to look like it was set in stone. He suppressed the urge to winceāit wasnāt a lie, exactly, as he had unpacked the bag at one time, but at this moment, it was most certainly packed and ready to go, upstairs on the floor of his closet of designer suits, just as Peter had said.
Peter held his gaze for about a solid fifteen seconds, then he nodded once, with enough decision that Nealās stomach plummeted to his feet. He opened his mouth to say somethingāanything, to backtrack, to mislead, anything that would workābut Peter moved fast, unbuckling his seatbelt and, to Nealās horror, getting out of the car.
Neal scrambled to follow suit, practically jumping out of the car and leaving the door swinging on its hinges to impede Peter from making it to the front door. āOkay, Iāll get it!ā
āYouāre stalling.ā Peter firmly did not allow Neal to block his path, trudging onwards despite Nealās best efforts. āSo, fine. Iāll get it.ā
āNo, Peter!ā Neal rushed after him. His handler let himself into Juneās home and up the stairs like he owned the place, and Neal had never more regretted the fact his handler was required a key to his residence for such an occasion. There was just no stopping him. āThis is really unnecessaryāā
Peter snorted but didnāt comment, heading straight for the door to the back of Nealās apartment. Neal stopped in the kitchen, contemplating his options. Well, running was out. Unless he cut his anklet with his kitchen scissors and disappeared into the wind, which was admittedly tempting, but somehow, he couldnāt imagine Peter just giving up and deciding Neal didnāt really need a spanking since he was so willing to run away from it.
No, Neal was pretty sure Peter would just catch him and spank him again for running and throwing his whole deal and potential free future away.
Damn it.
Neal pushed his hands through his hair and paced the floor, unsure what else he could do. Bargain? Plead? He had to come up with something to get out of this. Anything.
Peter came out a couple minutes later with Nealās bag in hand, and the fierce determination in his face hadnāt dwindled a bit.
āPeter, Iāā
āI found it,ā Peter interrupted him. āIām sorry, Neal, you were right; it wasnāt completely packed.ā
It wasnāt?
Neal stopped in his tracks, more than sure that the bag had been fully packed and ready to go, despite his earlier attempts to stall.
āIāve taken care of it,ā Peter assured, and the tight smile he gave Neal was not at all reassuring. āWe have everything we need now.ā
Neal had never more felt like heād set his own trap and walked into it. āMaybe I should look through it, just in caseāā
āOh, donāt worry.ā Peter slung the bag over his shoulder and gestured towards the door. āIāve got it.ā
Neal worried. Whatever Peter had done, whatever heād packed that he felt they needed, Nealās backside clenched in apprehension. It didnāt bode well.
yāall Iām so sorry but Iām on a White Collar kick and goddamnit, I might just bring back WC dfic like itās 2011 again
little luke and uncle obi-wanĀ :D
happy new year!
Watching the new Little Mermaid finally and Grimsby tells Eric he wants to have āa quiet wordā with him and I almost burst out laughing. š¤£š¤£š¤£
OMG STOP HE DOES?? HAHAHA I just started it last night but my brain was going all directions so I didnāt finish it and I MISSED it, omg, I must see this part š
I was supposed to post something today but the well of creative energy is āØdryāØ
listen babes maybe Iāll just dump a bunch of fics on a single day for different prompts, or maybe I wonāt, who is to say
certainly not me
I know what Iām doing exactly 0 percent of the time