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bobashow ep5
I know its supposed to be mostly downhill from here but I g o t t a
l o l DIN'S SIGH
gotta say I relate to the hind-biter, T E E T H is also one of my first instrincts
ting-ting-ting! the SOUNDS the darksaber makes!!!! the way it is DIFFERENT from a lightsaber in not just color, but blade shape, the sound, the maker it is used--it's a perfect marriage of Jedi and Mando 🖤✨
Din fucking up trying to use it like a normal sword rip 💀 also WHAT??? WHAT????? NO, THAT PURE BESKAR PLATE ON HIS THIGH DID N O T JUST YIELD TO A FUCKING SABER IDC THAT IT'S THE DARKSABER THAT'S SOME BULLSHIT
oops.... hey at least he git ahead 🤣 but damn he looks h u r t
Din, baby, stop being a big dumb bubblegum, please, it's not a good look for you
*ancient aliens dude meme* 👐👐 h a l o
AN AWKWARD ELEVATOR SCENE
my inner costumer wants to pause every 2 seconds, crikey uuugghhhh
invisible ink!!!! Mando style
wondering if Paz or the Goran did the fingerprinting 🤔
ladders....this is why mandos have grappling capabilities, Din 🤦
the darksaber... it's.... so smol in Paz's hands....
this entire sequence is fuckin rushed 😑
mandalor is already laid to waste, the ppl scattered, Goran 🙄
Paz moving that forge pretty much by himself lmao Din "heeellllping"
I really truly do wish someone had just killed Gideon. fucker deserved a slow death but he'll probs get out or get like. Uber fancy prison. ugh
ah, Din, your naivete is showing, baby
huh. I'll miss the spear, but I get the Armorer's perspective of beskar being for armor, not weapons able to pierce beskar'gam
....honestly that recounting of Kryze's failure is surprisingly unbiased and accurate imo. a lil heavy emphasis on the creed but eh, she's entitled to her opinions
"oh, you gonna steal ya baby back? aight, I'm down to stick it to the jettise 😏 let's do this"
"oopff!" *falls into space* 😂
she's so wise 🥺🥺🥺🥺
Paz: it's a family heirloom
Din: mine now, binch, nyaahhh
💯 the sword's possessed, this is fueling Ideas
WHAT DID YOU EXPECT WOULD HAPPEN TO YOUR KNIFE PAZ????
ah, good ol' hamstringing lol
the saber should've been doing more damage to the surroundings 😑
srsly the Armorer is giving me big Mystical Quest Giving NPC vibes this episode. I love her so much.
ooohhhhhhhh MAN!!! the way she turns her back to him
l m a o disarming for the flight 😂 its even funnier than I anticipated 🤣
BUT THEY LET HIM KEEP THE JETPACK 🤣🤦
kiddo!!!! adorable. love that Rodian bab
the present 🥺 is so t i n y 🥺
BABY DROID!!! lmmaaaaooooo mini droid army
and PEEELLLIIIIIIIIIII she's terrifying with blaster and not in a good way 😬
strongly believe R5 is Obi-Wan's old droid. or was that R4...??.?. 🤔 and BD is Kal's 😌
"what is this a, democracy???
WHAT TF WAS THAT CRITTER!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?
she's LITERALLY a mechanic, I love it (I know bc I worked in automotive)
love....that's not a ship 🤦 Din's looking for a camper van, not a midlife crisis coupe 😂😂😂
(ngl we had a model of that you could put a rocket engine in and send into the sky then parachute down)
"this is a classic!" *CLUNK* can confirm, that's a classic (aka a project car)
THE ENTIRE JAWA BIT
PELI SPEAKING A JAWA TRADE LANGUAGE
"FURRY"
can confirm if you let you ride sit for even a month it will probably have critters aaaallll up in it
WHY THE FUCK DO I KNOW WHAT SHE'S TALKING ABT WITH THE MODIFICATIONS
lol Din, they're j a w a s. gutsy is like their collective middle name
s h i n y 👁👄👁
STILL NO CREW CABIN IN THAT BIRD, DIN, HOW YOU GONNA LIVE OUTTA THAT????
also this is 💯 Mando S3E1 😑 I came here for B O B A F E T T
SHE PUT A HOOD CARB ON A SPACECRAFT
....I really wanna drive it thru that canyon
lol, skeered a womp rat
RODIAN BABBY!!!!
Din got a case of the zoomies lol
lololololololololol HE KEEPS GETTING PULLED OVER
FUCKING L M A O
"wizard"
SURPRISE FENNEC!
I'm simping SO fucking hard
THAT S M I R K!!!!!
THAT W A L K!!!!!
she's so hot 😩🥵🤤
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lorspolairepeluche · 7 years
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I just realized you had two ask prompt posts lmao. I meant 15 of the girl on the train for Halliope, WHOOPS
Calliope stands stock-still in the hallway outside his apartment, her bag at her feet. It’s...over? Is it? Yeah. It is. Fuck, talk about mixed messages. Telling her you’re so beautiful and then dumping her? What kind of--
The anger drains from her in a second, leaving behind only the emptiest sadness she’s ever felt. It’s over. He left her. More accurately, he asked her to take her things and leave. He hadn’t even been angry. It would have been easier if he were angry.
Calliope picks up her duffel and takes two trembling steps toward the stairwell before her legs give out and she falls to the floor with a sound that is half-yelp of surprise, half-gasp of pain. She stays there, willing her chest to not feel so...so full of sobs and so empty of anything else.
The clunking of the heavy door has her jolting up But her legs are still wobbly, and she has to lean against the wall for support just as someone ducks through the door from the stairwell to the hall.
For a few seconds, the two stare at each other in a way that might be funny in another circumstance. Then the other woman starts toward Callie. “Hey. You need some help with that bag?”
“No! No, I’m fine,” Callie says hurriedly, swiping a hand across her eyes in a way she thinks is surreptitious.
“Hey.” The word is gentler this time, and now the woman is close enough for Callie to recognize her as Solas’s next door neighbor, the one who hit on Callie the time she knocked on the wrong door. “Is everything okay?”
“No,” Callie admits, misery coloring her voice thick.
The woman glances at Solas’s door. “Did he...”
“He broke up with me.” Callie isn’t quite sure why she’s telling the woman this.
The woman sighs. “The bastard. And he kicked you out in this state?” She nudges Callie. “C’mon. Probably not safe for you to go anywhere when you’re in shock. Stay at my place for a bit.”
“Oh, oh, no, I couldn’t intrude...”
“It isn’t intruding. I live alone, and I’ve got an extra futon if a friend stays the night. I promise it’s fine. I like having company.” The woman smiles, and Callie attempts a smile back. “Come on.” She holds out a hand. “I’m Halla, by the way.”
Calliope hesitates, but there's no hint of malice in the woman’s angular face, no tension in her long, lanky body, and every evidence of kindness in those green eyes. She puts her hand in Halla’s and lets herself be gently tugged to the door of the apartment next to Solas’s. It’s fine, she tells herself as Halla finds the right key and opens the door into a haphazardly furnished living room. After all, it’s impossible to resist the kindness of strangers. Especially pretty strangers.
with reference to this drabble
prompts from the girl on the train
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