Wait What Do You Mean Its Not A Jumpsuit?? ITS A TWO PIECE???

wait what do you mean its not a jumpsuit?? ITS A TWO PIECE???

i want luke skywalkers jumpsuit from esb so bad. it looks so cozy.

I totally get this! In fact I think Din following the Way as strictly as he does in canon makes for a very sweet and tender moment for when he does finally show Luke his face

Now I love love love dinluke fanfic, but my biggest gripe (which isn't really a gripe but that's the word I'm using) with the ones I have read is that Din regularly has his helmet off. It's not just him taking it off in front of Grogu or Luke. He has it off in front of anyone and everyone when, even after those who don't wear their helmet are accepted, Din chooses to follow the way he was taught to follow it in canon. It's not that big of a deal, but it's definitely something.

Animals of the Apocalypse

im officially a spider fan now. still forever a wasp-hater

just saw the wasp that was bothering me in the office get caught in a spider web and that little spider lady crawled out and wrapped that little annoying buzzer up. love that for her

i want luke skywalkers jumpsuit from esb so bad. it looks so cozy.

Could you suggest some ways to describe unusual eye colors, like the kind that wouldn't exist in nature.

Different Ways to Describe Unusual Eye Colors

-> feel free to edit and adjust pronouns as you see fit.

Silver/White:

Her eyes reminded him of the full moon, bright and constantly watching.

He had eyes like smoke and they followed her as she walked through the alley.

Their eyes were silver lightning: quick and observant.

She was certain that his eyes reflected the stars in the night sky, twinkling and mirroring his white smile.

He had eyes like snowflakes and they sparkled like freshly fallen snow.

Purple/Pink:

He had never seen eyes as beautiful as hers, and she wore a purple gown to compliment them.

Her eyes were young and vibrant, lavender in color.

They had noticed that his eyes were an unusual light pink color, but they were more aware that he had been glancing at their lips as they spoke.

Their eyes were the same shade of purple as the bruise that decorated the side of their face.

His eyes made her think of the sky at dawn, clouds of pink and orange stretching across the lavender sky.

The growing blush that spread across her cheeks were the same color as her eyes.

Red:

Her eyes were a fiery red, and they seemed to glow with the rage that welled in her throat.

His eyes were the color of blood, and they watched with a certain hunger that made her anxious.

Their eyes, a deep wine-red color, stared at him from across the table, utterly intoxicating.

His eyes reminded her of the old burgundy barn that sat in the backyard of her childhood home.

Her eyes were like roses, which told him that she may be pretty to look at, but she was not safe to touch. Sharp thorns waited for him beneath her skin were he not careful.

Yellow/Orange:

Their eyes were the first thing he noticed. They had oval slits-- like a cat's-- and were golden.

Her eyes were honey-glazed.

She thought his eyes held a hundred shades of gold.

Their eyes were like lemons, he decided. Just as sour as their personality.

He had eyes that could outshine the sun, and they couldn't help but to stare.

When he finally met [name] for the first time, he couldn't help but laugh. Now he knew why their friends called them "pumpkin."