#virusq

[thimblings]

What is Marisol's go-to comfort food?

like many Rooks, Marisol has a big sweet tooth. she doesn't have fond memories of childhood food to fall back on for comfort, so what she tends to consider "comfort food" is sweets that are relatively simple, as well as Antivan street food (which i imagine, depending on WHERE in Antiva, would be either traditionally Spanish or Italian street foods)

i associate Marisol with honey a lot (i HC that one of her primary ways of delivering poison is through the cultivation of different poisonous honeys lmao) - so for this specifical answer chose the Italian dessert, Struffoli!

traditionally served during holidays, here's the idiots getting ready for a Satinalia party lmao.

[hyperbali]

Slep!

Another Aavya! And bonus Ze’ev 💖

[paperwick]

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[1863-project]

38 & 53

[ask meme here]

38. What's the last filter you changed?

Pretty sure it was for the water pitcher. Either that or the one for Murphy's water fountain that I got him so he wouldn't dehydrate himself like I do.

53. What's worse, the DMV or the Social Security Office?

I personally have been fortunate enough to have never been in the latter, but I spent enough time as a public librarian to know that it is its own special sort of hell. From a New Jerseyan perspective, though, I have to renew my license this year and finally get the Real ID and I know that's going to be like pulling teeth.

So both. Both suck.

[domirine]

(shakes a cup) more muscular ladies please.

Anonymous asked: Gay horror? 😉

these two are connected if i manage to get out of my shell about certain things~ so fingers crossed!

[shadesofmauve]

What is Rhi wearing when Alejandro sees her the first time?

Ooh, the FIRST time --

...the first time she’s “wearing” a kid and a hell of a lot of blood.

Alejandro is in the ER waiting room when teenage-Rhi comes in carrying child- Ness on her back, after Ness was shot in the thigh. She’d done her best with bandages, but it... leaked.

Whatever else Rhi was wearing is kind of unnoticeable next to that, but:

She wore her hair half shaved, with the gang tattoo over her ear on that side. Jeans, the best boots she could steal, and layered shirts -- tank top, shirt, open over-shirt -- as you do when you have to carry most of what you own with you everywhere.

[celinamarniss]

Well, naturally, I want to hear all about Qi'ra.

Ha! I knew you'd ask.

Ah, Qi'ra. I don't really like her character that much in Solo, (underwritten, bad casting) but I feel like that's some potential to mine there in fic. (and maybe I just think the actress is hot ¯\_ (ツ)_/¯). I want to see her bounce off my fave, Mara, and maybe I want to see them kiss. (I want to see them kiss). I just haven't really come up with a story there. I feel like it's a doomed relationship, and that doesn't sound like much fun to write.

@sassysnowperson did it better anyway, with Sharpened.

Since I never really committed to this story, I haven't actually written very much, and almost every word so far has been descriptions of Qi'ra's wardrobe.

The dress she wore brushed the floor, the rich night-black fabric shot through with silver threads that shone when they caught the light. A white fur stole wrapped around her shoulders, and the silver rings on her fingers were attached to the bracelets around her wrists by thin chains. The cut of the dress left her back exposed, displaying a wide burn scar that ran in a straight line across her back. A lightsaber scar.

and:

“Have you ever met a Jedi?”

Qi’ra laughed. “No, I never saw a Jedi in the flesh. I was a Corellian gutter rat. They didn’t bother with us.”

That’s a lie, Mara thought. She knew a lightsaber scar when she saw it.

Qi’ra read something in her face. “I have had dealings with a Sith. Not a pleasant experience, let me assure you.”

[sassysnowperson]

I want to know about ALL of these WIPs but I'll limit myself to Jacen. What's up with Hera and Jacen?

Hello hello!! 

Hera and Chopper and Jacen is my attempt to write Syndulla family funtimes. It combines terrible droids, which is a writing strength of mine, with a child, which is a writing weakness. The fic has stalled, for the moment, but I still find the idea fun.  

The basic setup is Hera left Chopper in charge, and Shenanigans Ensue. Pure comedy writing, through and through. Here’s the start: 

"I was gone," Hera said, as she surveyed the wreck of the Ghost's central living area, "for twenty minutes. What the—" Hera bit back on the curse word that desperately wanted to make it past her throat. "What happened," she finished coolly, glaring at the green-flushing boy. 

Jacen pointed to Chopper. 

Don't try to pin this on me you little—

"Chopper," Hera snapped. "What. Happened." 

There was a loth-cat.

"The truth, Chopper!" 

There was a loth-cat, you infuriating meat-bag!

"infrumating meat-bag!" Jacen cooed, in alarmingly good binary. 

"We don't say that, sweetie," Hera said quickly. She glared at Chopper. "Bastard," she mouthed at him. 

"Bastard!" Jacen said cheerfully. 

Chopper gave a smug beep, and Hera buried her face in her hands. "Okay," she said, muffled. "Let's try this again. Jacen, you can't call anyone a bastard or an infuriating meat-bag until you're…eight. We'll renegotiate then. Chopper, please tell me what happened, before I teach Jacen any other words he shouldn't know."