Dantioch and Polux are decorating a Christmas tree. Because everyone needs a holiday

So do you think the Mandalorian could take off his helmet in front of his son? Like if they’re alone in the ship together now that The Child is officially his kid can he take the helmet off?

As an Offical Star Wars Nerd ™ I can answer this with a definitive yes.

The closest of family, AKA a spouse or child, is allowed to see a Mandalorian’s face. This includes foundlings they’ve adopted, and therefore yes, it would be acceptable for Din to take his helmet off in front of his new small green son.

Plot twist: as soon as he does, Baby Yoda starts making the most alarming noises and Din is panicking because he has no idea what’s wrong, until he realises that the little baby doesn’t recognise him without the helmet and is freaking out because OMG DAD TOOK HIS FACE OFF. It takes quite a few tries of taking off and putting it back on to reassure Baby Yoda that it’s okay and Dad is still Dad with pink face or shiny face, and start patting the visor curiously with small hands.

A couple of days later Din spots him trying to put an old metal canister on his head and having trouble with his ears.

I wanted to bring light, not darkness. Peace, not war. My brothers, Magnus and Roboute, the worlds they visited prospered - rejoiced! I wanted that too. Why was it wrong when I did it? Prospero. Ultramar. Why not Monarchia?

Inktober 11/31 - I am not crying you’re crying. Here’s a filterless version for the puritans. I really like the way the filter focusses the piece tho.

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Just watched Monster’s Inc. so I wrote this piece of shit.

Enjoy.

Latix paused. He was a menacing sight, his midnight blue armor streaked with blood and adorned with screaming faces and grisly trophies ripped from his former victims. Around him lay the glass from the window he had just broken through, into the orphanage. And in front of him, tears in her eyes, was a human child no more than 5 years old. She had curly brown hair and eyes the blue of a daylight Latix had never known.

He walked towards the bed. The child became more frantic, beginning to cry. Latix winced at the sound, trying to convince himself it was annoying. In truth, it just felt…<i>bad<i/>. He retracted his claws and edged closer to the bed. She was crying less, now staring into his eyes with a terrified curiosity.

Latix reached a hand out to her, to strangle this child. He wrapped a hand around her, and lifted her to his chest. Holding her, she stopped crying, but scared terrified at his helmet. Red lenses cast a menacing reflection in her watery eyes. Latix removed his helmet, clipping it to his belt.

The child reached out with her tiny hand and grabbed Latix’s nose. He began to growl, but stopped quickly. Not quickly enough. The child’s hand darted back, her face becoming more scared. He leaned into her hand, and she ran her hand along his face. Suddenly she stopped.

Opening his eyes, he saw she pointed to some stuffed animal on the ground loosely resembling a cat. He retrieved it for her, taking satisfaction in seeing her smile. Slowly, a smile of his own crept across his face.

That smile ended as the door opened. In stepped his warband’s leader, Noraz the Vindictive. Noraz saw him holding the child and immediately drew his bolter. “You treacherous fo-!”

Latix beat him to the draw, beheading his former leader with one swinf of his power sword. The child had closed her eyes and screamed.

Latix frantically escaped, the other Night Lords paying him no mind when they spotted him. None discovered Latix’s treachery until he had already left in a stolen Thunderhawk.

Latix looked at the consoles, making sure he was not being followed. He wasn’t. He looked to the seat next to him, where the girl he sat, grinning at the stars she never thought she’d be so close to. Latix had named her Sornehn. She smudged her tiny fingers on the glass in front of her trying to grasp them to no avail. Latix chuckled and left the ship on autopilot, walking to the back of the ship.

The other 17 children he’d rescued still slept. He walked further back, and grabbed a box. He filled the box, then tossed it into the void. The box tumbled in space, eventually coming apart to reveal its contents to the empty space around it. Flayed skins and grisly trophies tumbled around while Latix returned to the cockpit, his armor unblemished by those terrible decorations. His armor had been repainted.

It was the color of a daylight he’d never known, but soon would.

On his left pauldron was a tiny yellow circle, which Sornehn had insisted had to be there. She said the sky needed a sun. Latix agreed.

“n den what happened” im in love

“They got water” 😂😂

Lmfaoo she said “no”

Her little shocked expression for sea world 😍😍😍

@kimreesesdaughter this is your daughter

Okay but listen cause my ovaries on 1000 with this video 😩😩

I need to make Nami asap cause this is beautiful! I am in love 💕

Sweaters

A li’l bit of holiday romance in your dashboard.) Alexis Polux and Barabas Dantioch and their warm sweaters. Even an Astartes may need some warm.)

Grab this print as greeting card here.

I want an Ultramarines sweater now, damn it.

Astartes in jumpers is my new fave thing im the entire world. Give them all warm fluffy jumpers… they deserve it.

Sanguinius’ child would be shy and adorable and too pure for everyone that even Henry the asshole cat likes her.

@flunkyofmalcador @pholcidae @ultramarineblues

Birb children learning to fly must be a thing. I would die from cute.

yes, when learning to fly though they get spooked all you hear is panicked wing flutters and whimpering

Noooo, my heart

And they have baby fluff and spotted feathers. And Sanguinius lined a whole room with cushions for crash landings

Fic Friday: Mirror of Erised (Emps/Arlette/Mike)

As always, I am late for my own party~ @the-fluffy-underbelly

I went with the prompt: “Alien artefact is actually the mirror of Erised”. And if you think that something so sad but ultimately nice/hopeful can’t possibly be made terrible? Then all I can say is: “Oh sweet summer child. Not all the heart’s desires are things we wish to see, or things we should allow to be.”

“A gift? And it isn’t even my name day,” the Emperor remarked, an amused smile playing around His lips. A Companion walked one either side of Him, resplendent in their red robes and golden light plate. They had blindfolded Him for the occasion. Arlette held His left arm to guide Him, though she doubted He needed her help – or His eyes for that matter – to navigate the Imperial Palace. “What did you two do, this time?”

“Nothing, your Majesty,” Mikaelor replied solemnly beside Him. “We came upon it in the course of our duty and thought you might like it.” Arlette gave him a look from across the Emperor’s side that spoke volumes of disapproval at the half lie.

“Really? And it so happened to be on your assigned route?” He enquired as they led Him into the oldest parts of the Imperial Palace. He could tell because the smooth marble was abruptly replaced by ancient wood boarding that creaked underfoot. Judging by the cool breeze they had entered the peristyle courtyard that laid in front of the Serene Court – the halls surrounding His own - that the Companions resided in. Whatever their gift was, they had apparently hid it under their bed. Curious.

“Well, we were just-,” Mikaelor began, but Arlette interrupted him before he would be untruthful to the Emperor’s face: “We found it during an investigation,” she said. “And felt it prudent to bring it to your attention, my Emperor.”

“I see. And how is it that my two most beloved Companions found themselves an investigation when they were under strict orders to guard and not leave the D4-quadrant of the Inner Circumvent?” He smiled faintly when He felt the two young Custodians flinch, both physically and psychically. Just as He’d thought, then.

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Watch: Their interaction is enough to turn even the grinchiest Grinch into a total holiday believer.

big beefy mean-looking dudes who are actually awkward and gentle A++ 100% my aesthetic