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[ivyleaf33]

Althea x Sorano from the FTRP forum.

Happy Valentine’s Day!

[inqorporeal]

Somebody left a note when they bookmarked FtRP that they had binged the whole thing in one night.

This isn’t an old bookmark. It’s brand new. The fic is currently at 367k words

WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT TO YOURSELF

[museconglomerate]

Well I’m working on drafts I’d like to introduce a new ‘test muse’, not 100% sure if I’ll keep him or not but for now:

LIKE or REBLOG for a starter from LOKE/LEO THE LION from FAIRY TAIL

[ghoulish-fantrolls]

“Uuhmmmm..! hi everyOne..! my name is arlOwe... Ovissa tOld me i shOUld dO a.... ask me anything? sO... Uhm... ask away!!”

[inqorporeal]

TFW you get to that point writing a fic where you have to go back and check your own work to make sure you got the details right for something you originally wrote about almost a year before

And then you realize that was nearly a year ago

[inqorporeal]

Three-year old Boba with his nexu plushie from Chapter 42

Jango just wanted a kid to raise to continue the family tradition. He never considered what it’d be like having a toddler around xD

[inqorporeal]

Six Sentence Sunday

From the next chapter of FtRP:

Zohli grinned and tried to parse Boba’s spelling, which it seemed the computer had given up trying to fix, or possibly the kid had deactivated the spelling corrector because he thought he knew better. It had been funny the first few times getting text messages from a five-year old, but now they were messaging back and forth regularly. It was kind of nice to have someone to actually share stories with, someone who didn’t know all the stories already.

She’d been a little worried, at first -- Boba’s dad was kind of intimidating, even if he was generally nice to her -- but her dad had said it was sweet.

“From what I understand, Boba doesn’t have a lot of friends. If it makes you uncomfortable, we can always say so to his buir.”

Obi-Wan probably wouldn’t mind having an excuse to talk to Boba’s dad, anyway, and she’d said so, teasing.

[inqorporeal]

Six Sentence Sunday

It’s so fucking easy to lose track of the days. Have a bit from the interlude chapter:

"A fast retrieval?" He frowned. "Roz--"

"Before you accuse me of being on the spice, lemme explain. A certain Mandalorian of our mutual acquaintance went and got himself mistakenly arrested. They figured the error out real fast, but local law says he needs to be released to adult next of kin."

Obi-Wan rubbed the side of his jaw and immediately regretted it as coolant residue clung to his beard and glued the short hairs together. That was going to be a pain to wash off later. "Roz, I don't look a thing like him."