The worst part about having mental health issues is that you’re seemingly required to have a breakdown in order for people to understand how hard you were trying to hold yourself together.
rb if u also died in the early 2000’s and now ur a corporeal spirit who wears a jacket around your waist and keeps saying ‘dude that’s rad’ and ‘that’s sick bro’ to everything
“Aging up doesn’t work, they’re not over 18 just because you say they are!!!” that is, in fact, exactly how fiction works. they are things because we say they are that thing. you can just make it up. look, they work at a coffee shop and one of them’s a cat now. isn’t fiction incredible
So is the cat just a cafe cat or does it have a particular job…?
Gargoyles but as MERGOYLES!!! With Lifeguard!Elisa.
This was super fun. At first I was going to make Goliath, Angela, and Demona all merhsarks but then I thought but Goliath is better as a killer whale cuz they’re family oriented and also suitable to Goliath’s name… And Angela is so bubbly so she gets dolphin and of course Demona stays a solitary shark. Bronx was going to be more generic but I couldn’t resist making him an Axolotl….
I totally didn’t spend way too much time thinking about who would be suited to what aquatic creature.
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I’m having so much fun with the meme and all the mashups everyone sent in,
and this is like so excellent I seal clapped a bit. Also this turned out to
be more of a leverage au, but that’s a subset of criminal au so I’ve
decided it counts.
Rex kept watch while Obi-Wan patiently worked at the safe. Normally Ahsoka
or Fives would be tasked with stealing the contents, but they were both
waylaid by the wedding party, and he and Obi-Wan were the only ones
available.
Rex counted down in his head. Security would be making another round in the
next five minutes. “Any luck?” he asked.
“Patience,” Obi-Wan answered. “You can’t rush delicate work like this.”
“I’m pretty sure you can, especially since we’re about to have company
unless you—”
“Got it,” Obi-Wan said, pulling out a small ledger he tucked into his
breast pocket before closing the safe and settling the picture back into
place.
It was an amateur hiding place, Rex thought, and unimaginative.
“Now,” Obi-Wan said, “I believe the service is about to start, and I would
hate to miss Waxer’s no doubt moving speech.”
Considering Waxer’s vows at his own wedding had been eloquent and
heartfelt, this was the only part of the on Rex wasn’t worried about. He
was more concerned with Anakin getting on the dance floor.
Movement at the end of the hall caught his attention, and Rex grabbed
Obi-Wan’s arm and pulled him back into the room.
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