All the angles

“A house made of glass and steel, looks so modern, it’s hard to feel, but there is something there, if you care to touch it“ Gun Roswell

All the angles

Staring up into the skies, all the angles just to spy, the structure above my head, made out of steel but mostly, glass, scary in a way, as if broken it would be made, all the shards cutting through, whatever soft things they would fall upon.

But worry not, the structure is quite solid, even if staring at it would be for hours on end, nothing will be dropping down on your face, so enjoy the odd structure made to see right through, as it certainly is something special for the right kinds of views.

Feed me Seymour, feed me will ya!

“An alien life form or a regular plant? Well, could go either way, as it is close to Halloween” Gun Roswell 

Feed me Seymour, feed me will ya!

The tentacle like appendixes sticking out, from a clearly starving mouth, trying to push out a struggled kind of a shout, but nothing really too loud so not to scare the natives around, standing there gawking in awe, as to what kind of a flora this just might be?

But, what if the pretty think would suddenly growl, and make a demand, perhaps for some food to eat? Give it just one little treat? How would the onlooker, nay, gawker react to that? Perhaps getting too scared to do anything? Or then simply give the pretty bigger some food after all?

No matter, just be fare and give the monster plant its fair share and then, you two can be the best friends forever, at least, until the time the flowery friend, gets the munchkins and will eat the feeding hand!

Happy Halloween to one and all, and do feed the plants before they devour us all!

Be a cupcake

“If you want to be one, then just be whom ever you want to be, even a cupcake!” Gun Roswell 

Be a cupcake

If you don’t feel like being ordinary, bring just like everyone else, just like the out of the box version of every single fellow human walking the streets, then perhaps, you are on a quest for something quite different, something unique and the perfect thing which will you most certainly separate yourself from the rest of everyone else.

And once you have decided, not that it is written in stone and it needs to be the one permanent decision for the rest of your life, then no, as you can try several more on for size, before you even have to decide, and be advised, there are so many great options out there, so do, go out there and explore until you find what you seek.

 And so, whatever you want to become, is there for the taking, and do forget all that hating, because those doing it, are simply jealous because they are not able or willing to choose this exceptional experience, of being something else, even for a moment, if only for a fantasy try.

An alien looking construct

“The unicoloured monochromatic construct reaching for the dark skies… could this be built by ancient aliens or simply futuristic humans?“ Gun Roswell

An alien looking construct

Touching the sky, ever so lightly, and perhaps because of that it is radiating the brightest of lights, even with the material concrete, but it is no more or no less illuminating, reflecting ever so softly, all that pretty light from the above skies.

Some say, it was built by ancients from the very past, built so it would last the testament of time, while others claim in one loud chime, that it just popped up there only yesterday like child’s play, but it does not really matter when or whom it was which structured the building, not painted or guilds, as it certainly is a beacon for us all, standing ever so tall.

So, what remains for us mere mortals to do, is to simply look up and this construct adore, give it the adoration it deserves and bask, bask away in the guiding light as it all blurs, into the surrounding neighbourhood.

Three moods to be exact

“I seem to have only few moods these days, three to be exact and honestly, they are simply variations of each other” Gun Roswell

Three moods to be exact

There are times when one’s mood could be described as happy, even chipper with a laugh way too loud, maybe?

And then there are those times, more often so these days, when the one single mood, even if it was assumed they were three different ones, but totally so, they are the same, and this is where the poem start the writer to blame.

The blue, the grey and then morphing into the very dark, the idea of becoming totally snide with a loud bark, even if the whole idea perhaps none too smart.

Alas, it was a time of regress, if this special state needed to be confessed, moving away from the fun and sun, even people who seemed to be always and everywhere around.

Throw some shade this way too!

Greece

“The shade of it all, no matter where you stroll, there is always someone throwing it upon, some of us anyway, giving it freely away, just for the heck of it, even if you did not ask for it” Gun Roswell

Throw some shade this way too!

The ever constant thing, even under the scorching sun is this; there will always be a place to find, where throwing some shade will be fine, and that is not just the simple and comforting cover from the burning rays of the daylight we all so like to embrace, not the safety under the parasol kind of a space, but rather, the those ones who will want to harm, anyone really without the charm, with words too harsh to even comprehend, the why’s behind them, unknown will remain.

Star Wars the Clone Wars, the Bad Batch, the Mandalorian, the Book of Boba Fett and Andor FanFiction – new stories posted on ao3 and fanfic.net – November 2022

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I have uploaded several stories of fan fiction onArchive of Our Own(AO3)andFanFiction.netof the adventures ofThe Bad Batch, Star Wars The Clone Wars, The Mandalorian and The Book of Boba Fett!

These tales follow completely original story lines diverging from theStar Warscanon. All of them being pure fan fiction akaFanon.Naturally! Still paying homage to the original series.

Go check them out here on AO3:
Sweater Weather
Stormy Weather
Trick or Treat

Spies like Us
The Fight
The Cause, will be our Priority? Always?
Come back to me?

Just between episodes (Cinta/Vel 5-7)

Or, on FanFiction.net:
TCW Sweater Weather
TBB – TCW – Stormy Weather
TBB – TCW – Trick or Treat
TBB – TCW – Spies like Us
TCW – The Fight

Andor – The Cause, will be our…

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Sunset most red

“Ah, the setting sun, what fun! The most cliched happening of them all, mostly photographed, admired and no wonder, as it is simply gorge!” Gun Roswell

Sunset most red

The sun is setting, against the ocean it is letting, itself fall into deep, deep slumber, dreaming of wonders, as it lies in the great yonder, dreaming of stars and the moon, before it is time for another round, the sun to rise again, to shine beyond them all, brightly in the early morning hours, just after the rain showers of the darkened night, and then only can it shine, like nobody would mind at all.

Take a ride, on a kickable, motorised scooter 

“Ride, ride, ride a kick scooter to the end of a long, long street” Gun Roswell 

Take a ride, on a kickable, motorised scooter 

Manual labour?

No thanks!

Simply put a coin in the slot, right there on the dot, just there, and voilà!

You are equipped with the most perfect transport for a few hours to circle around in the city just like, well royalty, maybe not, but at least close to it, without any kind of stint of the manual and exhausting one.

And if you really want to, have some exercise, just to feel more nice, rather than the lazy ass riding on the scooter with both feet on it, then scoot, scoot, scoot your way with the other leg. 

And for the sake of it, try to change footing every now and again, as too much time spent on just the one appendix, might just cause cramps or thicker muscles on it.

So, whatever you choose, you won’t lose, as this is the best choice to travel in a small city.

Seated in a blue restaurant

Greece

“The seats are painted in the same hue as the sky and the ocean, the colour of a deep blue“ Gun Roswell

Seated in a blue restaurant

The seaside beckoned, as the weary traveller reckoned, it was time for a break from the daily grind and so, to find a good place for a day or two to hide, was now on the agenda of things to do, and this time there was no time to lose, getting there a must, to shed the daily dust.

So, after some thinking, the perfect place was sinking in, as the pictures of a cool and calm blue place, where harmony permanently stays, came into view and then there really as nothing more of the very facts to chew, expect to pic and choose, for the time to embark.

After a few moments spent on the trails, the place, exactly the same as the picture did indicate, was in view, nothing amiss, the calming waves, the fluffy clouds against the blue skies, the warming sun in the face, definitely, this was the place.

And then to admire it all, on this sunny day filled with warmth, what better place to be at, enjoying all the vistas, than a restaurant, right by the pier, falling no fear, only to choose the perfect spot, midst the dark blue chairs on the dot, and taking the time, now off the clock.