At their core, these people are bullies. The cruelty is the point.
Please call this recession the Trump Slump.
We need to put Trump's name on this.
if ever anything I wrote were to ever go viral, let it be this. Let everyone talk about the Trump Slump. I want to hear this term in the news.
Different actors - different universes
There are several characters in the MCU whose actors have been replaced for one reason or another. And while we logically accept recasting as a given, and this is expected of us by Marvel Studios that sometimes has no better way out of the situation, it does not work for the created universe.
Unless there is an explanation for the change in the plot, there is literally no reasonable explanation for it at all. Even in a fictional universe there are laws and the main law is internal consistency. The characters' appearance, habits and behavior patterns are part of this.
Every time a studio changes an actor, this internal consistency is disrupted. And we get a character who meets his best friend, who has managed to change his face and voice since the previous movie, and doesn't even think to ask him a few questions about it.
The only reasonable explanation for this, which also avoids the violation of internal consistency, is that we are dealing with different universes.
This means that the MCU is not one universe: Iron Man 1 and the subsequent movies with Rhodey are set in different universes. The Incredible Hulk and the subsequent movies with the Hulk are not the same MCU. All the previous movies with Ross and the new Captain America are set in different worlds and we see different Rosses there.
This is a Multiverse after all.
i'm forever haunted by my inability to whistle because i truly tried. i watched youtube videos and practiced in the mirror again and again with no results,
until 2020 when i was living on a boat completely alone in quarantine during the heat of lockdown. i woke up at 1 am from a dream in which i was whistling. i sat up in bed and i thought, "oh my god, i get it now,"
and i whistled. i whistled a tune, even. i took a video of myself whistling just to prove it to everyone.
i went back to bed. in the morning, i couldn't whistle anymore. i only have the video as a reminder of the time i was briefly possessed by a whistling ghost who took pity on me.
was musing over what the mando’a word for godparent would be. I’ve come to the conclusion that I think the word is entirely unnecessary in mandalorian culture.
were someone to swear the be like a third parent to a child, they would simply be buir.
if it wasn’t to the extent of parent, then ba’vodu or ori’vod.
Family is more than blood, so why bother to make the distinction.
I used to call myself the mando godmother, like fairy godmother but a mando.
no fancy carriage, or magic wand, just a crusty old gunship and a flamethrower. A fairy godmother takes you to the ball, a mando godmother protects against unwanted suitors while you’re there.
anywas have some musings
okay you know what?
i think it'd be so interesting if Bo-Katan were to be built up as Din's next antagonist.
my ideal scenario that i've ping ponged around in my skull would to have Bo-Katan and Din have a frenemie type relationship throughout s3. they are working towards a common goal. but i don't want Bo-Katan to get the darksabre that easily.
BobaCobb WIP - season 2 episode 1 Mandolorian deleted scene, a case of mistaken identity
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Cobb had laid the beskar'gam out, as he'd learned from watching Boba treat the armor.
"You knew the man who wore this armor before you?" The Mandalorian asked.
Cobb nodded.
"Did you-" Mando's helmet turned from the pile of beskar'gam to Cobb's blaster still at his hip.
"No - Kriff, no. Fett died in a fight with a Jedi," Cobb raised his hands away from his blaster, shaking his head, "He was a bounty hunter, like you, just got mixed up with the wrong side of things. He's been dead a long time.
The Mandalorian nodded, he had heard of Jango Fett - the traitor Mando'ad who had fathered the clones and who had been killed by the Jetti before the fall of Mandalore. The Armorer had made their clans stance on the Buir Tat'adat quite clear, "How did you come across his armor?"
"Jawas had it, no idea where they got it - don't even think they knew what they had. Traded a crate of silicax for it, feel like it was worth a helluva lot more than that," Cobb huffed a half laugh.
Mando was quiet for a while after that, laid out on his back with the kid tucked under his arm. He'd made no move to take off his armor, not even his gloves as Boba had on their first few evenings together. And just as Cobb had thought he'd fallen asleep, he spoke quietly, "Would you consider taking the Creed?"
Cobb blinked, the Mandalorian didn't need to elaborate beyond that - Cobb knew what he meant, "No offense, but I was told you were all dead…"
Mando made a soft noise, somewhere between a laugh and a sigh, his vocoder muffling the sound.
read some REALLY good Star Wars mandalorian fanfics and will be trying to make tiingilar
I KNOW there’s an official cookbook recipe but it’s too Space White People for me and Momther - we need Spicy and Meatyyyy
Will keep y’all updated on how it goes
Would LOVE to see how you make this
BobaCobb WIP
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Boba gazed at the silent man, "You killed the Krayt Dragon?"
The silver helmet tipped, "I had help."
"That's not the story I heard," Boba snorted.
"You've been to Mos Espa?" The Mandalorian asked, turning to fully face Boba now.
"Not personally, no," Boba shook his head, "I ran into some Tuskens, they told me the story of a metal man who survived being swallowed by the dragon. Mentioned that the Marshal there gave him some armor in return, and that he had single handedly brokered peace between their people."
Boba raised an eyebrow at the Mandalorian, who was looking down at his feet.
"The Tuskens are good people, they were the ones willing to forgive - the people in Mos Espa are good too."
"Flying into the mouth of a Dragon for some beskar though-"
"It was the right thing to do, beskar belongs to us - to Mando'ade," the Mandalorian paused, "the Marshal who had your armor, he said he knew your father."
"It's not unlikely," Boba snorted, "my father was a notorious bounty hunter, he was well known across the Galaxy even before he got in with the Empire."
If the Mandalorian was surprised by Boba's response, he didn't show it. Silence settled back over the cockpit, and Fett assumed that the Mandalorian was finished talking - he was surprised he'd gotten him to say as much any way.
"You're not a clone, are you?" His voice was quiet, almost as if he was embarrassed by the question.
Boba thought of warm calloused hands against his temples, the way Cobb had asked him the same thing after seeing his face, "no, I am not. At least, not in the way you mean. The clones and I, we were made differently. My father's payment, for what he gave, was an unaltered child to raise as his own. I am my father's legacy."