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@redxheart | starter call
a sliver of skin furrows in chirrut’s brow -- not in frustration with frisk, no, but with the missed point of connection between one and the other. ( it would be a bad joke, if he were someone other than he is, he thinks. a blind man and a mute child walk into a bar -- ) an exhale unfurls his palm, slight down-tip of his chin indicating frisk ought to trace the letters on the expanse of skin, at least until such time as they find a better solution.
*goes into the ch.irrut i.mwe tag* *sees someone headcanoning ba.ze and ch.irrut as queerplatonic* *slowly ...... leaves .........*
@roguecapt | starter call
‘ you have, i think ’ -- the corner of chirrut’s mouth hitches upward, too tired to quite be bright, too wry to quite be hollowpoint -- ‘ a habit of acquiring strays, captain andor. ’ acquiring being a ... diplomatic word, perhaps. no memory of being asked to accompany him out from the jedha cells resides between the walls of chirrut’s skull. ‘ yet you have the reputation of a -- what was the phrase. a sharp stick? ’
hums okay i’m gonna actually try get this blog active again so like this for a starter some time today (mutuals only)
hums okay i’m gonna actually try get this blog active again so like this for a starter some time today (mutuals only)
I fear nothing.
Nerdhands update
Sorry
I need the strength to finish this
This guy shows some incredible balance skills (video)
baze stands with his face upturned to the pounding rain, smiling like a man possessed.
chirrut tugs at his soaked robes. “you’re going to catch a cold. if I did this you’d never stop fussing over me – what are you doing, anyway?”
“it feels like home.”
“you are home, you know.” and he hugs him from behind, tightly, resting his chin on his shoulder. “right here with me.”
“i know it’s cold out here but–” he looks at chirrut in a pleading way he never does. he doesn’t like burdening him, making demands. “stay with me a while.”
he’d never get the chance to introduce chirrut to his mother, a fact he’d lamented and accepted years ago. but standing in the rain with the other in his arms felt strangely close to it.
“i love you, you crazy old fool,” chirrut mutters, rocking baze back and forth in his embrace. “if i get sick i’m going to hate you. but i’ll love you again after that.”
they never really officially propose to each other, but when anyone asks them about it, those are the words baze thinks of, and how he laughed loudly and kissed him during one of those rare downpours.
❝ i want to die knowing i had a long, full life in your arms. ❞
‘ and you say i’m the old fool. ’ these moments are theirs, curled flank-to-flank, rare stolen softness captured in the twitching corner of chirrut’s smile against baze’s throat where his head ducks under baze’s chin, feather’s brush in the skim of the backs of his fingers over baze’s mouth -- nothing he needs, but he likes to feel the warm familiar hum of baze’s voice low and rooted in his bones, buzzing down his arm -- and death is an inevitability, but not today. not yet, and not here. ( he knows, too, that these words -- where baze has preferred to show him, not tell him, where his sentiment falls -- are a rare thing, a difficult-spoken gift, if a bittersweetly gnawing one where they settle between chirrut’s ribs, and they nudge the slope of chirrut’s nose in under the hinge of baze’s jaw in tacit recognition, to soften the edge of the teasing scold that came before. ) ‘ you won’t die before me. ’ spoken as though it’s a truth, as though it’s something chirrut simply knows, and perhaps he does. ‘ and if you do, i will go find you. ’ a promise or a threat remains unclear. perhaps both. ‘ now -- ’ propping himself up on an elbow, glint of grin back in place. ‘ are you going to talk, or are you going to kiss me? ’
the last five years. // accepting.
❝ well yeah, nobody’s perfect! it’s tragic but it’s true. ❞ (jyn)
‘ i am quite aware of that, jyn erso. ’ a brow wings up, nerves gently grated by the rasp of jyn’s insistence, almost childish for one who claims herself a soldier. ( oh, he followed, yes, and willingly, but baze had always been the softer of the two of them even in his lethality, the taller gentler shadow that fell over the brittle sharp of chirrut’s teeth. he followed, but as of yet, jyn erso is no little sister to him, and what she might or might not know of tragedy has nothing to do with it. ) ‘ but perhaps you will enlighten me, seeing as you know so very much. ’
the last five years. // accepting.
the last five years lyrics sentence starters.
❝ i’m still hurting. ❞
❝ ____ is probably feeling just fine. ❞
❝ what about lies? what about things that you swore to be true? ❞
❝ run away, like it’s simple, like it’s right. ❞
❝ maybe i’d see how you could be so certain that we had no chance at all. ❞
❝ i’m breaking my mother’s heart. the longer i stand looking at you the more i hear it splinter and crack from ninety miles away. ❞
❝ i’ve been waiting for someone like you. ❞
❝ the minute i first met you i could barely catch my breath. ❞
❝ well yeah, nobody’s perfect! it’s tragic but it’s true. ❞
❝ you are the story i should write. ❞
❝ i think that i could be in love with someone like you. ❞
❝ i guess i can’t believe you really came. ❞
❝ see, i’m smiling. that means i’m happy that you’re here. ❞
❝ i mean we’ll have to try a little harder, to make this love as special as it was five years ago. ❞
❝ and you’re mine. ❞
❝ with all we’ve had to go through we’ll end up twice as strong. ❞
❝ you know what makes me crazy? i’m sorry, can i say this? you know what makes me nuts? ❞
❝ you could be here with me or be there with them — as usual, guess which you pick! ❞
❝ and i know in your soul it must drive you crazy that you won’t get to play with your little girlfriends! ❞
❝ i swear to god i’ll never understand how you can stand there straight and tall and see i’m crying and not do anything at all. ❞
❝ i’ve got a singular impression things are moving too fast. ❞
❝ maybe i can’t follow through — but oh, what else am i supposed to do? ❞
❝ i’m a part of that. ❞
❝ and it’s true i tend to follow in his stride. instead of side by side, i take his cue. ❞
❝ i said i’d stick it out and follow through. ❞
❝ and then he smiles, and nothing else makes sense. ❞
❝ first, a story. ❞
❝ then the clock upon the wall began to glow… ❞
❝ i’ve got to make due with the time i’ve got. ❞
❝ don’t you think now’s a good time to be the ambitious freak you are? ❞
❝ have i mentioned today how lucky i am to be in love with you? ❞
❝ he wants me, he wants me, but he ain’t gonna get me! ❞
❝ i’ve found my guiding light, i tell the stars each night. ❞
❝ son of a bitch, i guess i’m doing something right! ❞
❝ so hurry up schmuck, get unstuck and get on the scene! ❞
❝ have you been inside the museum? we should go meet the dinosaurs. ❞
❝ will you share your life with me for the next ten minutes? ❞
❝ there are so many lives i want to share with you. i will never be complete until i do. ❞
❝ i don’t know how anybody survives in this life without someone like you. ❞
❝ i want to die knowing i had a long, full life in your arms. ❞
❝ will you share your life with me for the next ten lifetimes? ❞
❝ i do. ❞
❝ you can not touch them. in fact, you can’t even look at them! ❞
❝ but it’s fine, it’s fine, it’s fine — i mean, i’m happy! ❞
❝ it’s not a problem, just a challenge. it’s a challenge! to resist temptation. ❞
❝ i shouldn’t care what she thinks since i can’t fuck her anyways! ❞
❝ when you come home to me i’ll wear a sweeter smile and hope that for a while you’ll stay. ❞
❝ i am a good person. i’m an attractive person. i am a talented person. ❞
❝ jesus christ, i suck, i suck, i suck! ❞
❝ i will not be the girl who gets asked how it feels to be trotting along at the genius’ heels! ❞
❝ can we please, for a minute, stop blaming and say what you feel? ❞
❝ if i didn’t believe in you, we’d never have gotten this far. ❞
❝ if i didn’t believe in you, we wouldn’t be having this fight. ❞
❝ don’t we get to be happy? ❞
❝ no one can give you courage. no one can thicken your skin. ❞
❝ if i didn’t believe in you, i couldn’t have stood before all of our friends and said ‘this is the life i choose. this is the thing i can’t bear to lose.’ ❞
❝ this is the life i choose. this is the thing i can’t bear to lose. ❞
❝ if i didn’t believe in you, i wouldn’t have loved you at all. ❞
❝ i thought, i can do better than that. ❞
❝ you don’t have to change a thing, just stay with me. ❞
❝ i want you, you, and nothing but you. miles and piles of you. ❞
❝ say you’ll move in with me. ❞
❝ nobody needs to know. ❞
❝ hold on, don’t cry yet. ❞
❝ since i need to be in love with someone, maybe i could be in love with someone like you. ❞
❝ don’t kiss me goodbye again. ❞
❝ you want the last word, you want me to laugh, but leave it for now. ❞
❝ goodbye until tomorrow. goodbye until the next time you call. ❞
❝ i have been waiting for you. ❞
❝ it’s not about another shrink. it’s not about another compromise. ❞
❝ i’m not the only one who’s hurting here. ❞
❝ i could never rescue you, no matter how i tried. ❞
❝ all i could do was love you hard and let you go. ❞
❝ god, i loved you so. ❞
❝ so we could fight, or we could wait, or i could go. ❞
Space Aesthetics: Galaxies
I am a multitude that cannot be contained
constellations wrapped around my skin
stardust stuck in my lungs
you cannot fathom what lies within
I am much too vast
love as a tactile experience
what if baze had a tattoo on his hand that says “i love u” in braille bc it’s hard for him to say it sometimes but he always means it. what if that.
◆ —— LILO & STITCH QUOTES STARTER PROMPTS.
’ Why are you all wet? ‘
’ Aloha! ’
’ You’re vile. You’re foul. You’re flawed. ‘
’ Ohana means family. Family means no one gets left behind or forgotten. ’
’ If you want to leave, you can. I’ll remember you, though. ’
’ I remember everyone that leaves. ’
’ You! You’re the cause of all this. ’
’ This is my family. I found it all on my own. Is little, and broken, but still good. Ya. Still good. ’
’ Oh, good! My dog found the chainsaw. ’
’ No more caffeine for you. ’
’ Did you lose your job because of me? ‘
’ The managers a vampire. He wanted me to join his legion of the undead. ’
’ Trust me, this isn’t gonna end well. ’
’ I’m sorry I bit you. And pulled your hair. And punched you in the face. ’
’ GIve us a sign you understand any of this. ’
’ Show us that there is something inside you that is good. ’
’ I didn’t teach him that. ’
’ Come on, what’s the big deal? ’
’ Leave my mother out of this. ’
’ You are such a pain. ’
’ Then why don’t you sell me and buy me a rabbit instead? ’
’ I hate it when you use Ohana against me. ’
’ I’m lost. ’
’ Don’t interact with her. ’
’ Oh, we can’t do that. Uh-uh. That would be a misuse of resources. ’
’ Why do you act so weird? ’
’ You look familiar. ’
’ We’re a broken family, aren’t we? ’
’ I shouldn’t have yelled at you. ’
’ You are built to destroy. You can never belong. ’
’ We need something that can defend itself. Something that won’t die. ’
’ I hear you cry at night. ’
’ Do you dream about them? ’
’ You came back. ’
’ Nobody gets left behind. ’
’ I need someone to be my friend. Someone who won’t run away. ‘
’ His destructive programming is taking effect. ’
’ Did you ever kill anyone? ’
’ Are you.. happy? ’
’ I am the one they call when things go wrong and things have, indeed, gone wrong. ’
’ Our family’s little now, and we don’t have many toys. ’
‘ If you want, you could be a part of our family. ’
’ We’d raise you to be good. ’
’ She likes your butt and fancy hair. ’
’ I read her diary. ’
’ Not guilty! My experiments are only theoretical, and completely within legal boundaries. ’
’ He was designed to be a monster, but now he has nothing to destroy. ’
’ I never gave him a greater purpose. ’
’ What must it be like to have nothing, not even memories to look back on in the middle of the night? ’
’ If you promise not to fight anymore, I promise not to yell at you, except on special occasions. ’
’ Stupid head. ’
’ Did you catch fire again? ’
’ This is your badness level. It’s unusually high for someone your size. We have to fix that. ’
’ Don’t leave me, okay? ’
’ Do you want to be taken away? ’
’ You’re just jealous ‘cause I’m pretty! ’
’ My friends need to be punished. ’
’ Heard you lost your job. ’
’ Thus far you have been adrift in the sheltered harbor of my patience. ‘
‘ After all you’ve put me through, you expect me to help you just like that? ’
’ He’s very persuasive. ‘
’ I know you had something to do with this. ’
’ Oh, good! I was hoping to add theft, endangerment and insanity to my list of things I did today. ’
’ I prefer to be called evil genius. ’
’ You smell like a lawn mower. ’
’ I have just determined the situation to be far too hazardous! ’
’ Don’t worry. I won’t hit her. ’
’ This is low even for you! ’
’ You are all mine. ’
’ You know I have no choice. ’
‘ Please don’t do this. ’
’ You’re making this harder than it needs to be. ’
’ She needs me. ’
’ Leave me alone to die. ’
’ What is that monstrosity? ’
’ Does this look infected to you? ’
’ You’d better not have rabies. ’
’ Hiding behind your little friend won’t work anymore. ’
’ Didn’t I tell you? We got fired this morning. ’
’ That is the ugliest thing I have ever saw! ’
’ It has no place among us. ’
some husbands for you
sabé.
❝anything is possible.❞ likely though? that’s an entirely different matter. it’s an odd experience talking to someone who seems to delight in being deliberately cryptic, but chirrut is nothing if not an excellent catalyst for encouraging people to come to their own conclusions and find their own answers. sabé would like to argue it’s one of his more endearingly frustrating characteristics, but that might well be due to the simple fact that she can’t talk her way out of most of the questions presented to her.
it feels a bit like arguing with panaka after getting into mischief. the age old solution of deny, deny, deny, strangely less effective when you can’t bite back your own smile, or find a plausible argument to the contrary. ❝usually isn’t always.❞ but yes. she had been the worst of them all. the one that trouble actively sought and paved a road to reprimands and sanctions that would only serve as a badge of honour in the years to come. they were adventures of youth, elaborate pranks and ploys to try and remember, however fleetingly that they were still children, even if state and obligation were trying their hardest to stamp out that innocence.
the outright denial breaks her well rehearsed mask of calm, unashamed laughter bubbling up from her stomach and catching in the back of her throat. it makes her wonder how much of those stories really is truth, and how much of it is embellished. she’s willing to bet that it’s more the former than the latter, but only because the deviant in her likes to think there was indeed someone else as wild and troublesome as her. ❝oh yes, you’re a regular picture of propriety! ❞ she shouldn’t be so amused. it’s rude, to be laughing quite so openly, but the sound is rare and a welcome change she doesn’t particularly want to silence.
❝maybe they’re not tall exactly; just on stilts for the sake of dramatic artistry!❞
possible, yes. probable?
a brow arches, allowing sabé to fill in the incompletion on her own. ( chirrut’s is ever a faintly devious humour, yet not malignant, as such -- his teeth are spared for the rare but keenly felt deserving, and sabé may yet prove to be many things, yet that, she is not. )
his cane, at the last, is set to one side, albeit near, nudged up against the sinewed curve of a flank ; chirrut’s fingers interweave then with each other, forearms rested on wiry thighs, hands loosely settled betwixt the slight spread of his knees -- a posture that seems somehow akin to some feline creature at its ease.
-- they both know who, if anyone at all, would have told any tales of him without the name needing to be spoken, and the abruptly conjured conception of baze’s stalwart frame towering still further above him on stilts pulls a half-barked laugh from the back folds of chirrut’s throat.
‘ ah, but i never said that i was proper. ’ a cant of hefy implication that sabé might or might not grasp ; one that, for the wicked grin accompanying, would undoubtedly earn a chastising snort and an affectionately chagrined grumble of filthy-tongued brat, were baze present to hear it. ‘ that was all you. ’
