ITS APRIL 13 YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS
FETCH ME NEIL
FETCH ME NEIL
Mutuals can DM. Mutuals can ask for Discord. Mutuals can rip open my corpse and huddle inside it for warmth.
"Hey kid."
"Hey, Greez."
Greez pours them both a whiskey, the good Corellian malt, not the gut rot he pours out for the prospectors. "Nightcap," Greez says, screwing the cap back on the bottle. "You look exhausted."
"What, no elaborate cocktails?" Cal asks, taking a sip. "I'm a big fan of the Pink Poncho."
Greez laughs. "I knew you'd like that one."
Cal grins. "Maybe you could launch a whole line of poncho-themed drinks."
"The regulars aren't gonna go for that. What they will go for is terrible beer and betting on holotactics."
Listening to Greez chat about the various shenanigans his regulars get up to (Turgle must be genetically incapable of going a day without chaos), Cal can act like he's seventeen again, back on the Mantis, listening to some tall tale of Greez's various exploits late at night when he can't sleep.
Back then, it was sitting on the galley's table and kicking his legs like a little boy too short to touch the floor, sometimes with caf, occasionally with booze. Now, it's the polished bar at Pyloon's after it's closed for the night, catching up on Greez's more recent adventures tending bar on a planet full of lunatic prospectors. It's just them, the bar, the scent of Greez's cooking, the sound of Monk singing to himself, BD's weight secure against his back and the absence of anything else.
Cal can breathe here, free of expectation. With Greez, Cal can be a person, not a weapon, not a Jedi, not a soldier. Cal can set his lightsaber down and trust it will be safe. He can be free of a war he didn't start, but cannot quit.
He can come home.
A perfect addition, thanks so much @breakfastteatime 💛 Everyone in the Mantis crew has helped Cal learn what it means to be a Jedi - but Greez especially helps Cal see who he is besides a Jedi.
here’s my art of a scene from @lynyangell ‘s fic “Beautiful Disaster” !!
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Highly recommend checking out her fics if you love royai <3
I made sticker sheets for base camp and the windward plains featuring my favorite big and little guys.
(thanks @cosmic-castor-canadensis for the idea!)
We're talking about arms today! More specifically, what do you do when you have a human actor (with two arms) playing a Star Wars alien with four arms?
Expression is sacred, and imagination is not illegal, but when your imagination is not from the soul, and expressed with stolen talents, then you don't deserve protection, but only punishment.
A MARTYR?????