#I hope you all don't mind a little more mush lol

[loupy-mongoose]

Would either of the lil mittens have a panicked ✨scramble✨ (freaking out monetarily) when they see Akoya’s new look?

Along the lines of, “You are mother shaped, but you are both mother coloured. WHOMST.”

I'm surprised these are the only two times I was asked this kinda thing.

Anyway...

(I can't help but wonder how this looks without context. XD)

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(Yes, I'm counting this as a main comic part. X3) I thought I'd take the chance to drop a bit of lore~

[notsokatt]

Things about my Fugitoid.

(Hi sorry this took like, a month to throw together. Life got in the way lol but yay Fugitoid! - Also I wanna add more drawings but whatever I'll just post now and add them gradually) Thank you so much for showing such interest in my silly little ninja turtle thing!! It fills me with so much joy!! I hope you guys enjoy traumatized robo child @unscapedgoat @felyas-stuff @rhiefiefie I'd like to preface this all by saying, my whole dumb turtle version or whatever. People are calling them AUs these days? I just took all my favorite things and smashed them together. All of it is just a compilations of ideas that I think are cool. A lot of it doesn't quite make sense. Like "why does a child have access to mind uploading tech?" uhhh because... aliens. And it's cool I guess. yeah there we go. sure. Dont think about it too hard lol

First of all, some things to know about Kraang:

Utroms are highly sensitive to their environments. Their thin skin is very permeable, their bodies practically a mush of exposed neurons. If not under perfect conditions they rapidly deteriorate and die. They live in containers.

Their biggest weakness is aeon crystals, a rare mineral that emits an energy that permeates their armor and reacts with their bodies causing them to disintegrate into green goo (wow I sure wonder what that is). Like salt to a snail.

This green goo is highly radioactive and still dangerous to them. The bodies must be disposed of quickly or else they risk cancers and mutations to their highly sensitive bodies.

The Kraang is a militia of Utroms.

Kraang is at war with the Triceratons. The Kraang are losing the war because the Triceratons have discovered the Kraang's weakness and have gotten ahold of aeon crystals, which they are unaffected by themselves.

However, the Kraang have a plan to surprise their enemy and win the war once and for all. They are building an interplanetary superweapon.

As they slowly dwindle in numbers they send out small fleets to invade specific planets and use the planet as a military base to set up a piece of a super weapon.

The Kraang are low on materials, scavenging for anything they can use to fight and defend and build. Becoming leeches to other civilizations and pillaging any planets that can't fight back.

The Kraang do not care about the planets they are using. In their opinion the planets should be honored by their invasion and thankful for being useful. We all do what we must to survive.

NOW ABOUT FUGITOID.

"Looking through their blinds as a Kraang ship descends right nearby; the upload is complete. They take off the helmet on their head with trembling hands. They don't know where their family is, but they have a good idea of why they haven't come home yet. They don't have any weapons or skills. Even with all their junior tech kits and good grades, one kid can't save something as world shattering as this. So, with a turn of a chronometer dial on their suit, a familiar fuzzy feeling overcomes them, as their body begins to shut down for rest as they do every few days. They go cuddle up in their nest and hold their plushy tight to their chest, petting it's soft head and nuzzling it. As the dizzying haze takes over they close their eyes and their body relaxes. The room turns humid and blisteringly hot. They did their best."

Honeycutt is a nerd of a kid, making inventions in their room and creating little bits and bops. They got a "build your own robot" kit for their hatch day and excitedly put it together before upgrading it and transforming it into their own beautiful creation. Giving it a million little silly features and fun tricks. It was their masterpiece and their favorite thing.

That robot quickly became a blessing and a curse when the Kraang arrived. As they witnessed their home planet be taken over, out of options and alone, they backed up their consciousness to it, surviving the genocide in a strange half-existence sorta of way. Becoming one with their own creation.

They try to run and escape their own planet but are quickly captured by the Kraang. The aliens discover their engineering abilities and durability. So they force them to help build the Kraang super weapon on their own planet and do the dirty work that the Kraang are too sensitive to do. Perhaps they try to fight back and free themselves, maybe they're successful a few times. Maybe they even gave themselves the duty to go out and warn the other planets that are about to be invaded to help prepare them. But sooner or later, the Kraang catch up. And they can do nothing to stop it. Everything they do, everything they try, fails. Over and over. They quickly earned their new name "Fugitoid"

After so many failed attempts to stop the invasions and the super weapon and military bases and all of it. They eventually become jaded and give up. Just giving in and letting it happen as each planet is destroyed and repurposed for a more advanced species.

As the construction of the weapon comes closer to completion, just 3 pieces of the weapon, 3 planets left, they arrive to Earth, the one next in line. Since Earth is a grave dumping site and potentially dangerous for the Kraang, Fugitoid is dropped off to survey the area, collecting samples of the planet's surface and life to prepare for invasion.

Through some crazy hijinks, the turtles meet Fugitoid, perhaps through Casey Jones and his crazy alien speculations. They hang out and be goofy kids together. After a while, the Kraang come to take Fugitoid away and with the turtles already knowing Kraang=Bad (because like, they've already been chased by another single Kraang who is trying to capture them to prove to their higher ups that they could make mutant warriors with the ooze that are immune to Aeon crystals - It's a whole other plotline. Dont worry bout it too hard. The turtles just know Kraang=Bad). The turtles fight and save Fugitoid from abduction. Fugitoid doesn't really try to fight back or help in any way, they're just kinda like "Yeah sure. Ok. Whatever" but they eventually are saved and the Kraang retreat to space.

When Fugitoid is rescued from their capture and is introduced to Earth culture, they can't help but be very detached and numb (kinda like Marvin from hitchhikers guide.) Leo sarcastically asks if all android are so emotionless. Fugitoid explains that they know this world will end thanks to the Kraang. There's nothing anyone on this planet can do about it, so in order to lessen the pain of losing what they love once again, they refuse to grow attached to anything.

But as good friends do, the turtles and the gang try their best to prove that it is safe to care and love, in fact, it is vital to live. They do everything they can to keep them and this planet safe and they try to prove that to them. After many many attempts, Fugitoid finally gives in a tiny bit. Letting themself believe that maybe it really is ok. Their new friends have been quite good at stopping the Kraang from their resource gathering, societal infiltration, and attempts at abduction...

As the story develops and our team learns more about their new friend. It is revealed what Fugitoid has done. All the destruction they have been complacent in, all the deaths they are responsible for, all the danger they have put their planet in. The team is horrified. Raph is furious that Fugitoid even complied with their captors for something so horrible. Leo feels betrayed, like she had put her entire family in danger by welcoming this stranger to her home. Mikey is heartbroken and confused, wondering how they could ever give up on all those people so easily.

Fugitoid, filled with shame and self disgust does what any scared child does, they run and hide.

Donnie is able to track them down using a tracking device she clipped onto them. She finds them and listens to their story. Donnie understands. She is also very limited in her abilities. She is also just a kid. She's not very strong or capable on her own. She doesn't even know what she'd do if she didn't have her family. She relies so heavily on her sisters and her machines, she feels ashamed for struggling to do even the simplest of things sometimes.

She kinda gets what it is like to feel helpless and to just accept it and give up already. In fact, she is already preparing for her own end. She already has plans to create an AI version of herself if she were to ever die. She has been recording her voice for the past few years and compiling it together, both for her own amusement to hear herself talk but also for her records of her thoughts and experiences. It makes sense to give up so easily and just accept your place. It's freeing in a way to let go of control. But. What you have to remember is that you always have at least a tiny bit of influence. No matter how minor.

She concludes that we may not be able to stop the future, but we can still influence it in a better direction. Just like how Honeycutt was able to put their consciousness in another body. It didn't save their world, but it did save them. The destruction of their world and all those other ones would have happened with or without Fugitoid. But now they can try to help at least one world or at least let it keep going a little longer. Fugitoid knows the inner working of the Kraang like no other. They know how to fly ships and hack their coding systems, they know all their big plans and how their weapons work and their weaknesses. Fugitoid is such a vital asset and can do so much more than before. It's not on their shoulders to save an entire planet, but they can still do something. Even if it's tiny. Even if it seems pointless.

Then they join the turtles and have a whole plot arc to fight the Kraang causing enough damage to them that the fleet has to retreat and avoid the planet, les they run out of resources completely, allowing Earth to live for another day. The day they return is unknown, but for now, they can keep living.

Their story explores a lot of survivors guilt. Feeling trapped in your own body. And finding strength and meaning in inevitability.

But as they hang out with the turtles more and get out of all that detachment and apathy they slowly return to being a silly goofy kid who loves to play little pranks, build machines, and have so much sass.

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Perhaps in later seasons we can explore their identity a bit more, how they can't fully experience the same things that their friends can. How no one truly understands what their home planet is like. What it's like to be the last of their kind but also not even BE their own kind anymore. And of course all the grief of destroying all those planets. God just, lots of trauma in this one.

OH!! maybe we could even have an episode where fugitoids friends come together and try to like, learn about and recreate their home planet a bit from all the stories they told. idk, now I'm just thinking up more bullet points.

Maybe they can connect with metal head or another robot friend. Become robot friends hehe

I know they'd definitely be able to connect with Venus when it comes to that identity thing, how they aren't at all like their old self's anymore due to circumstances out of their control. But at the same time, they're still themselves.

They could also connect to Karai when it comes to having so many regrets in the past and so much grief.

I also see Jennika very much being the cool older sister to them too. Maybe it reminds them of their old family in some way.

Hmm what else. Their pronouns are They/She/It. Um..... Ya I can't think of anything else right now. :D

[riding-palominos-every-day]

May I hear your thoughts on Specs and/or Davey and/or Les? (Sorry I keep sending you so many characters at a time)

Please don't be sorry the more characters you send the more I get to ramble kjkdsdjk

(as per usual I splice all the canons together it's more fun that way lol)

Under the cut bc these will probably get long-

Specs

According to his trading card, Specs wants to create an alternative to glasses and has an active interest in helping other visually-impaired newsies.

As a result, he used to be closer with Blink. Back when Blink could still see a little out of his bad eye, he was interested in Specs' ideas for how to help guys see better. Then he lost sight in the bad eye completely and gave up on the idea. Specs still hopes someday he can find a way to restore Blink's vision.

He's the eyes and ears of the whole lodging house. Everyone goes to him when they need someone to confide in, he knows everyone's hiding spots and safe places.

He's also one of the best sellers, likely because he actively enjoys his job. He's taught more newsies how to sell than even Race or Jack (selling with Jack is "the chance of a lifetime" after all, he likely doesn't actually teach a lot of the new guys).

Davey

Being an older brother has put him in a good position to support the newsies. He is not a "mom friend" like some fans say, this guy is a big brother.

He and Les eventually go back to school, but Davey keeps a pretty packed schedule. He helps out with union stuff, he sells papers in the evenings, and on the weekends he offers lessons to the newsies. Some guys don't want to learn, too embarrassed to have how little they know revealed, but Davey's a patient teacher. He lets Finch read the same sentence over and over until he's finally managed to read it from start to finish. He uses old newspapers to explain history in a way Mush can understand. He lets Elmer teach him maths because how on Earth did that kid learn long division with no formal education-

Les

Gotta confess I don't actually think about Les much, so not many thoughts.

I do think he tries to be more like the older boys. Some of the boys like Romeo and Elmer are only a year or two older than him, but he skips over them to try and hang out with the 15+ boys.

He starts to change his mind when he and Davey stay at the lodging house one night. At first he's disappointed to be stuck in the younger boys' room, it makes him feel like a little kid. But laying in the dark, listening to Elmer talking in Polish in his sleep and Finch tossing and turning in his bunk...

Les wonders if maybe he's lucky to still feel like a kid. Most of the boys in the room had to grow up too fast. Faster than he's had to.

Romeo's only eleven, but the way he talks about political corruption he sounds grown up. Tommy Boy knows far too much about the local gangs to not have had experience with them.

So Les resolves to try harder to be friends with the younger boys. Maybe a new playmate will let them feel like kids again.

[yesimwriting]

We're only 2 chapters into Final Girl and I'm hooked. Something I really like is that Y/n's parents actually play an important role. In most fics of any genre, Y/n's parents are usually only mentioned and never important to the plot. Either that, or they hate Y/n or are just dead 🤣 it's cool to see the reader have an actual relationship with a parent. Gloria seems very protective and high energy.

I get why she's so wary of guys. Teen pregnancies started declining between 1991 -1996, so I like how this chapter alludes to the fact that teen pregnancies we're a problem. Your keeping us on our toes when it comes to all these unanswered questions. For example - where's our actual dad? Did he die? Did he just leave?.....Did Wells kill him? 😮 I can't wait to find out. No spoilers, I love being surprised lol

Brooo the way Billy and Stu were just trying to be all caring towards me 🥴 like how Billy grabbed our hand and so did Stu. I definitely feel like they took advantage of Y/n not thinking clearly. I mean, the way Stu just casually gripped MY THIGH after telling me he could knock me up just as easily? You get the sense that he definitely was jealous that our mom was worried about Billy but not Stu since she hadn't met him yet. Y/n not pushing his hand away just goes to show how she really thought he was joking and she even admitted that her mind felt like mush aka she's kinda on another planet.

Them calling me angel was cute, but it also makes me wonder how they act around Tatum and Sid. Stu is always touchy, but I wonder if Tatum will ever think there's more to it 🤐 Billy's more subtle, but if my man was calling another girl 'angel' I wouldn't be happy. It makes me think maybe they were being extra sweet bc they thought they could get away with it ya know? There's no way Billy would have been like "Wouldn't want anything to hurt that pretty face" if Sidney were there 🙃 and since Y/n's high, Billy and Stu probably felt more daring. It would explain why Stu kissed Y/n's forehead too, he figured since Tatum wasn't there, he could get away with more.

Hope you don't mind me ranting 😂 I just had a lot to say. When it comes to chapter updates, I personally would prefer shorter chapters with MORE frequent updates since I'm impatient and it'll make it easier to remember things I think lol but it's up to you! I love longer chapters too, but there's gonna be more info to remember all at once and it can cause you to have a harder time remembering.

this is one of the sweetest things i've ever gotten in my inbox!! i seriously love you <33 never apologize for ranting about something i wrote in my inbox!! it makes me so happy :)

thank you for picking up on the mom thing!! i've read so many fics where the parents are only mentioned once or are just neglectful/abusive, which works really well in some fics, but the plot for Final Girl really needed a parental figure like Gloria :))

i'm also happy you mentioned the whole teenage pregnancy thing in context of the time period :) that plays an important role in Gloria's views and in one of Y/n's main goals which has been sort of implied but will be more blatantly stated in the next chapter!

also love that you're already thinking about Y/n's dad,, you're one step ahead but it's def important!! no spoilers, don't worry, but i will say that girly has some daddy issues!

and the hospital scene!! yes Billy and Stu were fr taking advantage 😭,, they saw that Y/n was tired, injured, and medicated and realized that they could kind of push the line between friendly and flirty and she wouldn't think about it as much as she normally would!!

THE THIGH THING omg! in Stu's defense, he didn't go into the room with the intention of being touchy, it's just kind of a thing that happens with him. He's not one to feel guilty (i love him, he's my bf, but he's capable of little to no empathy) but after hurting Y/n he told himself that he'd give her space, but then when Y/n mentioned the mom thing that played into a bit of an insecurity

i feel like Billy and Stu are both prone to certain insecurities (but they'll never say it unless they're doing so to emotionally manipulate you a bit 😳) and in his head, Y/n saying that about her mom and Billy made him feel like Y/n doesn't see him in that way at all, and he was fr about to have a hissy fit!! the thigh grab was definitely him giving into a darker instinct to like 'prove' to Y/n (and himself a little *cough*) that she does want him in that way and the fact that that kinda shut Y/n up a bit and she didn't push him away calmed him down a little

you're 100 percent right when you say that Y/n thought he was joking and that's why she didn't move, i don't like writing Y/n as super naive and innocent to the point where it's unbelievable, but it's fair to say she's a little sheltered, she hasn't had very many close 'guy friends' and bc they're both dating her friends, she genuinely sees everything as a form of teasing bc she gets easily flustered, sometimes she even actually gets annoyed when they come on a little stronger bc she thinks they're making fun of her

she's especially calm about the way Stu acts around her bc he's basically the same when he's around Tatum, so she doesn't feel like it's inappropriate bc Tatum hasn't expressed having any problems with it

the Billy situation is a little different bc he's less expressive/touchy, but the two of them are smart, they frame all the flirty and couple-y stuff they do to Y/n as a form of comedic teasing, especially in friend group hang out settings, like Stu makes it seem like all the 'flirting' with Y/n is more about competing with Billy, and Billy pretends to only occasionally play along for the sake of bothering Stu in a 'all in good fun' sort of way lol

that's definitely getting shown/explored some more when we get into some of the more friend group scenes, especially bc Y/n fr loves Sid and Tatum

also y/n's so convinced that they'd never see her in that way and that if she ever feels weird it's bc she's not used to having guys around, so she kind of just goes along with everything? she doesn't think twice, which is both a good and bad thing

Our boys like that she's kinda easy to push when it comes to the line between friendship and something more, but it's also a tiny bit frustrating, especially for Stu

Billy gets where Y/n's head is at and that her inability to see what they're doing is cute and innocent and not a conscious thing, Stu sees it like that to a certain extent, but sometimes he does start to wonder if it's a form of rejection, that's when he pushes the line a little more to the point where even Billy is like reign it in bestie,, she can't tell when she's being hit on but she's not stupid lol

also thank you for answering the chapter thing!! i get the being inpatient thing lol, this week's going to be a bit rough bc it is my sorority's rush week (yes i'm a sorority girly 😭 my deep dark secret) but these kinds of messages get me so excited about writing and get me motivated!! which is good bc i'm so tired but also in such a mood to write :))

now i need to apologize for rambling but i just got so excited after reading this :)) anyways i'm working on part 3 now and even though tumblr erased most of my original draft 🙄 we're getting back on track!!

[starsonmarsy]

stealing a mutual's idea of exposing my weaknesses shfhgb

so obviously i have my likes and limits on my pinned post but . they're vague and not really detailed so why not expand upon some of them and add some.

this is a terrible idea because i'm giving all my switchy friends ammo to use against me!! but that just means i'll have to get better at resistance. which is definitely possible because i'm most certainly not extremely easy haha...

disclaimer: yes! i do let people, anon or not, hypnotize me through asks, and maybe dms if discussed beforehand. however, that still requires respecting my limits. i'm all down for being a little hypnotoy you can take for a joy ride, but i am still a person. there hasn't been problems so far (knock on wood) but i'm saying it anyways just in case.

okay, now the fun stuff below the cut:

fractionation - pretty self explanatory. if you start rapid fire fractionating me, my brain becomes mush. particularly effective with the words up/down and drop/wake. on that same note ...

rapid fire/trigger spam - okay so trigger spamming is silly sometimes because it reminds me of like. a starter tist you'd find on reddit or something that just spams the word sleep at you hoping it'll work. but when used tastefully? holy fuck. not giving me the time to recover/think about it is your best shot at getting me down

resistance/bratting - these themselves aren't weaknesses but they're likes that have weakness within them. if you can eventually convince me that i want to drop and obey more than i want to resist and win, then you'll get me. this isn't as easy as you think, because i am quite stubborn, competitive, and i like winning.

being sleepy - this doesn't even really need explanation, but i am very easy when tired. but i mean tired tired, because i'm tired 24/7 anyway lol. but catching me after waking up either in the morning or from a nap makes it harder for me to fight. that and if i'm straight up just sleep deprived, like i only got 2 hours or i've been up for 16+ hours, i'm even easier.

instant inductions/unexpected triggers - this ties into the same reasoning for rapid fire—not giving me time. i will most likely drop and then wake myself up, so you have those few seconds of vulnerability before i recover to do something.

covert/conversational inductions - also relatively explanatory. for covert in particular, if i don't notice that you're trancing me then i won't know that i'm being entranced. and i can't fight against something i don't notice. for conversational, i will definitely notice at some point. it's just dependent on how early i notice to be able to fight it off.

whatever the fuck you call what this ask was - i'm bad at words so i don't know what to identify this as but this? holy fuck. this just slides into my brain so easily dhfjfj. 💖 you didn't see this

"____ for me" - i made this a post and it blew up for no reason dhfhg. i am way more likely to obey a command if you throw a for me on there.

praise - i'm very easily flustered so lots of praise gets me into a very blushy, shy, keysmashing state, which could be used to make me fuzzy.

dumbification - making me feel all dumb gets me so easy. calling me dumb, dummy, or a ditz or trying to get me to giggle makes me just fhfhtjg

confusion - it is not hard to confuse me like . at all. literally just throw some "if you're thinking about not thinking then are you thinking?" or "forget to remember, remember to forget" or make up = down and down = up n i'm all yours.

amnesia - if i'm fuzzy and you tell me to forget about something then there's a good chance of it working. especially when it's slipped in casually, like "oh, nevermind, forget i said anything" and i'll have a moment of like wha-? where my mind decides whether or not to do it. some reassurance, like "that's right, you can just forget" or "don't worry about it" will probably work.

"must _____" - a command preceeded by must (only must, not you must) is extremely compelling to me and hard to resist.

cock - i'm not expanding on this, you know who you are shfhrhfurhf

mantras/repetition - if you give me a mantra that's gonna be stuck in my head for a while. or making me repeat something, or asking questions that have the same single answer

trance recall - if you make me think of a trance i've recently been in, i get all fuzzy and my eyes flutter as if i'm feeling the same thing again.

post-trance fuzziness - in switch fights, if i didn't lose then i'm definitely fuzzy as fuck and a bit fractionated. if you pretend it's over and then catch me by surprise, that might secure you a last ditch victory.

anyways, i will probably update this if i think of more but. yeah i just made resisting 100x harder for myself dhfh

[shigarakislittlepet]

Hooooh boy👀 okay so if you have a character limit just do Dabi and Shinsou (my absolute favourite boys) but if you don't have a character limit I'd also like Aizawa and Bakugou with a s/o who's very obedient and good for them (and ofc good to them) and they're afraid that they're boring because they don't really break any rules or misbehave. Everybody's on and on abt brats and my obedient subby lil ass is over here like qwq obedient subbies aren't boring😤😤 take your time and don't feel pressured oke?? 💕💕

oh my god i love you, you are so so sweet 💕💕💕 I hope I did this request justice, the implications are just !!! So sweet QuQ

no character limit, so i will do all the bbys 🥰

TW: NSFW, Dom/sub themes, light quirk use for sexy times (shinsou), Daddy kink (for Aizawa, I’m sorry lol), some name calling... I think that’s it! Let me know if I missed anything!

HERES MY TAKE ON SUPER GOOD SUBS AND HOW THE HUBBIES WOULD REACT!

-Dabi-

•Okay okay so we all know Dabi is a HARD dom, he has a LOT of aggression to work through in a healthy way, and you help make that happen!

•You’d worry that Dabi would prefer a “bad girl”, a brat that talked back sometimes so he could punish them and REALLY let all that frustration out!

•Once you talked to him about it he would laugh at you. He’s just mean like that lol. BUT once he calmed down and realized it was something that was actually bothering you he’d just look at you and be like “...really?”

•Because what you HADN’T considered is that Dabi spent so much of his life with absolutely no control over his environment, he lived in constant fear of uncertainty. The only certainty he EVER had at home was pain.

•You provide him with total control. You never talk back, you never question him. You do as you’re told and then you say “Thank you Sir” in your sweet little voice no matter what depraved things he’s made you do for him. The absolute control he has with you makes him feel like he’s on top of the world! And you THANK him for it??? Way to stroke his massive ego while you’re at it, damn.

•You give him the stability he never thought he’d have, and the unconditional love and adoration and worship that he never thought he deserved. To him, you’re perfect. His perfect little angel. He would kill and die for you. He would get drunk off of your submission.

•He’d get bored of a brat pretty quickly, not as much of a power trip in his opinion. XP

•I feel like he doesn’t really go heavy on the praise, but when it DOES happen, when you’re on your knees worshipping his cock and using your talented mouth for what it’s MEANT to be used for, and he’s certain your mouth was meant for this, and he slides a hand into your hair grabbing a handful and tugging while his other hand grasps at any stable piece of furniture for some stability and groans out unfiltered praises in his deep gravelly voice??? It feels like you’re both on cloud nine, and nothing is ever going to tear you down from it.

-Shinsou-

• Shinsou would love his precious little kitty cat and shower you with praise and adoration and gifts to reward you for being so good for him all the time. He is a quiet simp, and will the worship the ground you walk on.

• If you voiced your concern about being boring, he would just smile deviously and then back you up against a wall of your shared apartment and start kissing your neck and saying things like “What do you mean kitty cat, don’t we have fun?” And then he will spend the next few hours reminding you just how much fun you have together~~~

• He would make sure that you never worried about being boring again. He would have a wonderful time making you verbalize all the "fun" things you want him to do to you. The fact that he can make you say all those embarrassing things so easily and make you beg for him without a second thought from you makes him so unbelievably feral. He doesn't even have to use his quirk to make you do anything he wants, which makes him feel like the most powerful man that’s ever lived, although whenever you bat your pretty little eyes at him and beg him to "Pleeeaaaassseeee brainwash me and turn me into your puppet? Pretty please?”. He will melt, and he will HAVE to grant all his perfect little kitten’s wishes.

• The reason he absolutely adores your complete obedience and submission is the undying and unwavering trust you clearly have in him. To do all the things he asks of you, no matter how humiliating, without so much as a single complaint? It makes him lightheaded and he will tell you that there is only one feeling in the world better than that, and thats being in love with you. He’s such a sap.

• It's the trust he gets off on. Even after becoming a pro-hero, the media tends to treat him similarly to Aizawa. They have this sort of “scary vigilanty that barely operates within the law” angle on him, even though he isn’t scary at all, and he’s a wonderful hero. The public tends to like him, but in a wary sort of way. Some people are still afraid to look him in the eyes or respond to him at all. So the trust you openly display is intoxicating to him.

• And of course, as is most important, the fact that you trust him enough that you will use your safe word when you need to, knowing that he will immediately put a stop to whatever is going on and hold you tight and take care of you never fails to warm his heart. He is never disappointed when this happens because it shows just how much you TRUST him to take care of you and not abuse his power.

-Aizawa-

• Hahahahahahahahahahahaha

•Okay so Aizawa is a different beast entirely.

•We all know Aizawa is a Daddy, and he expects his sweet little submissive baby to behave at all times. He’s HAD bratty subs before, and honestly, he finds them tiring. He can and WILL correct misbehaving subs with an iron fist, but over time he’s gotten tired of the whiny “make me”’s and the purposeful breaking of his carefully thought out rules.

•He deals with bratty teens all day, what makes you think he has the patience to deal with another brat at HOME? Nah.

•What he enjoys most about your near worshipful levels of obedience and submission is the level of respect you display to him. How much you truly want to please him and impress him. He finds it equally endearing and entertaining.

• You memorized every single one of his rules, every position, every expectation that he had of you, and you never failed to preform beautifully. He would never expect PERFECTION from a partner, per say, he’s perfectly lenient when and if you make an honest mistake, but he tells you all the time how perfect you are for him. He’ll tell you how much he loves the lengths at which you’ll go to please him.

• This man LIVES to tease you about how obedient you are, almost daring you to step out of line. You never take the bait though, you just get adorably embarrassed and pout at him while he teases you more. “Awe, what is it kitten? You know, if I didn’t know any better, I’d think you like it when I tease you.” as he drags his thumb across your lower lip while it trembles, the deep bass of his voice reverebrating through your skull and turning you to mush.

•He layers the praise on THICK when you’ve earned it. Once he’s had his fun tormenting and teasing and edging you, he will fuck you slowly and deeply, agonizingly, and he will tell you what a good little slut you are for his cock and it’s ages before you realize that he’s prolonging your torture by fucking you this way and saying these things to you. He wants to see how far he can push you before you either break down into a pitiful mess of tears and pleas, or if maybe ther IS a needy little brat in there just waiting to come out. It’s always the former though, and he always loves getting you to that point. You’d do anything for him, and he knows it. He gets just a little high on it.

-Bakugou-

•Mans wrote the BOOK on hero worship, and he expects you to worship.

•Pro-hero Dynamight expects nothing but perfection, and he expects you to measure up. He can tell a brat from a mile away, and I genuinely think he actively avoids them. He’s enough of a brat to for both of you anyway lmao

•I hope you like pain, because he’s the type to inflict it for fun and not just for punishment. A true sadist for the truest masochist.

•If you ever talked to Bakugou about your fear of being boring to him, I really hope you’re prepared for the consequences. “What??? You think if you were just some boring shitty extra that I’d honestly waste any time on you? Do you really think I’m that stupid???” Its all in an attempt to reassure you, but he will spend the rest of the night punishing you for thinking so lowly of yourself.

•No matter HOW good you seem to be, getting a praise out of this man is damn near IMPOSSIBLE, even when he IS pleased with you. Getting him to verbalize anything he’s happy about is a struggle, so you start to look for the subtle signs. You notice his hands trail lightly down your back when you handle the paddle better than the night before. The way he brushes your hair out of your face when he’s roughly fucking into you after a particularly frustrating day of hero work, and you don’t even bat an eye at his brutality. The soft smile you almost miss when you KNOW he’s had a rough day at work and meet him at the door, already on your knees in one of his favorite outfits and with dinner already cooking away on the stove. Sure, he usually cooks, but when all he has to do is come home and have you... He’s damn near ready to propose every time you do it because you are just. So. Good to him. Good for him. And on those days, when you’re both showered and warm in bed and he’s stroking your hair and half asleep, you can hear faint praises fall from his lips. You know he means them everyday, but it’s on these days when his stress is melted away completely by your touch and your love and he’s so filled with contentment and just by being with you that his heart and mind are relaxed enough to let a little vulnerability show. As a treat.

• He never thought he would feel like this about anyone. Never thought that anyone would ever measure up to his impossible standards, but you take all his gruffness in stride and throw it back at him by being warm and loving, following all of his rules, doing everything you can to make him happy, and treating him like a god. He can’t think of anything better than spending the rest of his life with you.

[naomii007]

Intimate (GOJO SATORU X Fem!READER)

 PAIRINGS:  satoru gojo x fem!reader

| WARNINGS: smut, mirror sex, little bit of degradation,rough, unportected (be safe), grammar errors

| WORD COUNT: 1,548

A/N: This is my first time writting something sinful and I'm new here and I hope y'all will like it and please I am sorry If I messed up I am still learning to write T_T anyway i hope this is what you expected ! enjoy!  ʕ•́ᴥ•̀ʔっ

*Please ignore my grammer*

You and gojhoe were enemies for life.You never liked that tall ass Telephone Pole but you hated to admit that he makes you feel good than any other man in the world.

Even though being enemies you both fuck each other all the time.The lust you both had for each other was just amazing.

(Lol I can't stop laughing)

You just reached to gojo's house Why? because he wanted to fuck that's it! You knocked at his door and Satoru pulled you inside of his room as soon as he opened the door after knocking just once.It was almost as if he couldn’t wait anymore, pulling your for a rough kiss as he pushed your back against the door to close it.He stopped kissing you for a second and stared at your confused face.

What was that? You asked.

He said "Affection" with a smirk plastered in his face.

Disgusting you said.

And? He asked.

You said Do it again -_-

(Please Idk what I am writting forgive me >_<)

"Baby just tell me you want it" he said with a smirk on his face.

You hate to admit it but he was right you needed him as much as he needed you right now.After that he pulled you for another kiss as he kept moving down and marking you up, you both were moaning as his hand groped your ass to press you against him.

"You know you always look so much better when I mark you up" He said.

Your cheeks started to heat up and you avoided his gaze.

He pressed his knee between your legs while rubbing your clothed cunt with his legs. He was teasing you and you were just a moaning mess.Your panties were all soaked due to the heat.

"S-Stop teasing me gojhoe" you said between your kisses your hands flying to his hair that was already patterned down due to the exclusion of his blindfold. He pulled away and looked down at you, smirking.He knew what was coming."If you don't like my teasing, then why are moaning?" Your cheeks were already red as tomatoes, flustered by his question.

"I-" You tried to answer him but He makes you purr like a kitten, free hand kneading at your chest, coaxing out sweet little noises that make his dick throb in his pants. 

You inhale sharply at a particular tweak of your nipple that has your body tingling, arching into him.

He tossed his tshirt in the corner of the room and leaving you only in your lacy underwears.He suddenly picked you up in his arms carring you towards the bedroom and he throws you on the bed.

You both were breathing heavily, both hungry for each other and eyes full of lust.

He ripped your panties and bra.He moved up and started to suck your breasts while the other hand fondling the nipple of other breast.You tried to hold your moans but gojo noticed it and started to nibble your nipple with his mouth and you arched your back  and moaned out loud with pleasure that he gave you.

You could feel his bulge growing bigger and bigger but you knew he won't fuck you this easily and how much of a tease he can be.

He moved down and started to kiss your stomach.Your core was already wet due to his teasing.

"Put me out of  my misery and open up those long legs for me" He ordered.

You obediantly opened your legs for him and he could see how wet you were for him.

"You look so good all soaking wet just for me"He said.He slowly kissing and leaving marks in your inner thighs while moving towards your heated core, He could see that your swollen cluster of nerves and your wet core waiting to be abused by his long fingers.

You were getting really impatient and started to whine alot.

He chuckled and said" Baby you are whinning alot tonight better be quiet".

"First one to make noise loses" He added.

He started licking your slick wet folds and sucking your swollen cunt.On the other side you were trying your best not to moan.

He saw you struggling and chuckled.

Soon he started to abuse your wet core with his tounge as his fingers rubbing your swollen cunt.

Your eyes were watering and you started to arch your back while moaning loud enough to heard by the neighbor.Your mind was totally blank due to the pleasure.

"A-ah right there satoru" You mewled while choking on your words.

Saliva was running down from his chin, shortly you cummed in his mouth and his mouth covered in your juices and his saliva.

"Fuck baby you taste sweet as candy" He said while licking his lips.

"I didn't knew you were this sensitive enough to make you cum with my tounge and yeah you lost too."He said.

You were so embarassesd and gave him a disgusting look.

"Don't give me that look" he said.

Shortly he told you to stand up and he walked you towards the mirror.You were still sore due to your orgasm and your legs were wobbling.

You saw yourself in the mirror how messy your face and body was, fully covered in sweat and cum.

He stood at your back grabbing your both hands at your back and  bending you down infront of the mirror while exposing your wet core to him.

He started to tease your wet core with his aroused big swollen tip.

"Do you want this dick inside your  tight little pussy,huh?"He said teasingly.

"Y-Yes fuck me toru, fill my tight pussy with your big dick"You mewled helplessly.

Without any warning he slipped his big dick inside you. "So fucking tight" Satoru groaned under his breath, more to himself than to you, the friction coming to a stop. you couldn’t help but let out a loud moan at his unexpected action.

The tingle of being stretched open felt so good, arching your back as you bit your lip harshly. He knew that you liked it and he chuckled "You’re such a wet mess". You take my dick so well don't you?” Satoru brought his face to the exposed skin in the back of your neck to start sucking softly at your sweet spot behind your ear.

"I'll make your brain into mush with my cock in your tight pussy." He said while ramming his cock inside your tight pussy.

"Just shut your stupid mouth and fuck me gojhoe" You said teasingly.

He was fucking you infront of the mirror, he grabbed your hair with his one hand forcing you to look your reflection in the mirror as you melt.you tried to look away but kept forcing you to stare at the mirror and you hated and felt excited at the same time.

As far as you know, gojo loves to tease and be playful with everyone, so as you wanted to twitch his cock, almost get the ecstasy feeling, satoru pulled his dick out, hearing your saddened purr. 'shall i put it back, baby, shall i? should i fuck your tight hole with my cum?'

you nodded, as your empty pussy is full with the cock.

"Now you are going to watch yourself or you are not gonna cum at all baby, understood?"He said.

You nodded and start watching yourself getting fucked by him infront of a mirror.You started to moan fractiously.

Your were really flustered from the view and again stopped looking at the mirror and said "I fucking hate you Gojo Satoru" between your moans and he just chuckles, he used his hands to face you again in the mirror."If you hated me so badly then why am I only the one able to have you like this."

"You think you can just run that pretty mouth of  yours whenevee you want?! Now be quiet and take my dick just like a slut you are."

gojo is proud and he doesn't hide it - watching how your tits bouncing every time in the mirror and how his balls touching your bare skin.

You couldn't even stand anymore your legs were giving up but you both were about to cum

He forced you to look at him and kissed your lips, nudging inside you faster, stretching your redden walls with the tip - don't lie to him, you are enjoying, yeah?the friction of his cock against your walls is of the scale was just amazing.

he's barely had time to pull out, He cummed on your thighs.

'I want you to be my wife, so that I can do naughty things to you for the rest of my life' He said.

"If you keep fucking me this good, I might marry you" You said.

He was shocked by your response but he was happy.

To be honest you enjoyed his company even thought after being enemies.

You both fell asleep peacefully after the conversation.

(Idk wtf I just wrote -_-)

A/N: I hope y'all liked the story. I'm new to these things but I really enjoyed it while writting this. Please forgive me if its too confusing I'll try better next time.English is not my first language so there might be many mistakes. I'm really sorry!!

[jisvnq]

[ 20:25PM ]

title | interruptions

genre | fluff, humor, best friends to lovers but it's what happens after the confession

warnings | none; probably just bad spontaneous writing shdh

word count | 1.5k

requested | by anonymous

description | where jisung knows the moments after his best friend confesses to him that she likes him back aren't supposed to be this awkward, and that just maybe, the third time's the charm ♡

z.txt | idk if i'm happy with this or not lol like it's just a 2am coffee-induced brainfart at it's best have fun reading more brainfarts (the text for the header kinda crapped up but alr sjdhs) watch me post this and dip JSJKSDJ

Jisung let out a deep breath, sneaking a glance at the side of your face as you nervously fiddled with the hem your shirt. He knew you felt the same way as he did, but why was he still so nervous?

"So, uh..." Jisung cleared his throat, breaking the thick silence that fell upon the room. He scooted just a bit closer to you, but you did the same, resulting in your knee bumping his lightly. "Wh- what now?"

Years of watching idiotically romantic movies and binge-watching impossibly unrealistic dramas with you left him with some sort of experience when it came to this love thing, and he just knew that the moments after confessing your love for each other were not supposed to be this awkward.

A thousand thoughts ran through his head. Maybe he did something wrong? Or maybe he said something wrong? What if now wasn't the right time for him to confess? But you had told him you liked him back, so why weren't you doing any—

"W- we could kiss?" you suggested quietly, cheeks warming up at your own suggestion.

"We could wh- what now?" Jisung repeated, feeling as if his ears have fooled him. Did you actually want to kiss him?

"K- kiss," you muttered, looking away from him. "But n- nevermind. I completely understand if you don't want to—"

"But I want to." The words come out of his mouth quicker than his brain could process them, his face slowly growing hot once again.

He clamped his mouth shut when he heard your small giggle, his heart beating at a pace quicker than he had ever thought was humanly possible. Maybe he should take Hyuck's advice and really do think before he speaks...

Your face slowly neared his and he sucked in a breath when he felt yours fan his face. He closed his eyes when your nose touched his and he felt just about ready to faint when your lips lightly brushed against each other—

Then you pulled away. What?

Did he somehow do something wrong this time? No, he doesn't think he did. You initiated it... whatever that was.

Did his breath smell like shit? No, he almost choked on his mouthwash earlier when he heard you knock on his door.

Did he smell like shit? He didn't think so, at least. He took a shower and changed into your favorite hoodie of his as soon as you told him you were coming over. Maybe he should've asked Jaemin to wash the hoodie though...

"Y/n?" he asked concernedly, opening his eyes to see you place a hand over your face. Did he really smell that bad? "Is there anything wrong?"

"I- I just feel like—" you cut yourself off with a sneeze and Jisung jumped a bit. You giggled. "Sneezing. Sorry."

"You scared me," Jisung huffed, heaving out a relieved sigh. "I thought I smelled bad or something there."

"I never said you didn't," you said, biting back a giggle when he makes a face at you. "Kidding! Kidding. You smell like you always do. Like... you."

"And that's a good thing, I hope?" he asked, scrunching his nose at you, finally getting a giggle out of you.

You nodded, scooting closer to him on the couch and giving him a small smile, face right in front of his once again. "Yes. That's a very, very good thing."

"Good," Jisung said, eyes flickering down to your lips. He inhaled and looked back up at your eyes. "So... uh... no more sneezing?"

You shook your head with a chuckle, leaning in even closer to him. "No more sneezing."

He mirrored your smile, closing the gap between you slowly despite his brain screaming at him to hurry up. With you, Jisung had all the time in the world. Besides, it was your first kiss together and it just had to be perfect, right?

Well, not necessarily.

"Well, fucking finally!" someone exclaimed as the door burst open, making you and Jisung fling yourselves to the opposite ends of the couch, cheeks flushing red at the sudden interruption.

"Chenle, you idiot," Renjun sighed as he pushed the younger boy into the hallway.

"Oh, whoops," Chenle grinned sheepishly, catching Jisung's glare. "Sorry."

"Don't mind us~" Jaemin hummed, pushing Haechan and Jeno into the hallway with Chenle and Renjun before any of them could interrupt any more. "We'll be in our rooms if you need us."

An awkward silence once again fell over the room as soon as all the doors closed, both of you refusing to look at each other in the eyes.

Jisung let out a little huff of annoyance and embarrassment. Why hasn't anything gone his way today?

The articulate and carefully worded confession he had prepared for you at least months before today, somehow vanishing as soon as he opened his mouth.

The comfortable atmosphere he had tried his absolute best to set up, disappearing into thin air after you had clumsily voiced out your own feelings for him.

And the perfect first kiss he had originally wanted to give you, left as a passed opportunity as each of your two attempts ended up in unexpected and completely uncalled for interruptions.

He didn't even want to think of anything else that could possibly go wrong.

"Third time's the charm?" you had suggested hopefully, turning your head to look at him.

"A- are you sure you still want to, uh, you know..." Jisung mumbled, looking down at his feet. "Kiss me? Even after everything that's gone wrong?"

You took initiative and slid over to his side of the couch, giving him a soft smile that never failed to melt his heart every single time. "Jisung, I still wanted to kiss you even after you pretty much blew up the whole Chemistry lab in ninth grade."

You chuckled, taking one of his large hands in both of yours. "You smelled like dog piss, your hair was standing up stiff, and you had toxic powder and whatnot all over your face. I don't think anything can top that, and yes, I still want to kiss you, you idiot."

Jisung couldn't help but laugh at the memory, shaking his head when he remembers the disgusted look on your face as you dragged him to the nurse's office, cleaning him up when even the nurse herself didn't dare go near him.

"Even if I'm no good at kissing?" Jisung asked, looking up at you.

"Even if you're no good at kissing," you laughed. "And don't worry, I'm probably just as bad as you are at this stuff. We both aren't single for no reason."

"Maybe we can change that?" Jisung asked, mouth working quicker than his brain once again, his reddening ears making it more obvious. "No, I mean—"

"Actually, I'd like that," you giggled, a wide grin spreading across your face when you see his sheepish smile. "I'd very much like that. So... you're my boyfriend now?"

"I'm your boyfriend now?" Jisung echoed, feeling as if he was in a daze, smile getting way too big as his cheeks began to hurt. Did he just get upgraded from best friend to boyfriend? "That sounds very nice..."

"Yes, yes it does," you said with a chuckle, witnessing the boy's brain turn into complete mush in front of you. "Now... do I get to kiss my boyfriend yet?"

His heart fluttered when you brought your hand up to his jaw, turning his head so he fully faced you. "Maybe, if we don't get interrupted again."

"But if we do get interrupted again?" you hummed, lips against his once again, the awkwardness suddenly gone as you were both filled with giddy excitement from the recent relationship upgrade.

And as if the god of interruptions was listening in on your conversation, just as Jisung opened his mouth to respond, his best friend's timing was impeccable.

"Oops," Chenle snickered, entering the living room once again. "I forgot my airpods—"

And without letting the other boy finish, nor let you shy away from him again, Jisung took a hold of your chin to gently keep you in place as he finally pressed his lips to yours, his brain a few steps late as he let his actions get ahead of himself once more.

"Shit, sorry, Y/n," Jisung apologized with wide eyes and red cheeks, realization of what he's just done hitting him like a brick. "I just— mmf!"

But instead of letting him splutter out an excuse for his spontaneity, you roll your eyes, capturing his lips in another, proper kiss. Until a sneaky little idea popped into your head.

You pushed him further into the couch, making the other boy watching feign retching sounds in the background as the two of you patiently waited until he left, only parting for air when you hear his footsteps finally leave the room.

"You think that'll stop him from interrupting us again?" you asked, giving him a cheeky grin, laughing when you see the dazed smile left on the boy's face.

"I don't know what's kept me from kissing you all these years," Jisung breathed out with a laugh, heart causing ruckus in his ribcage. "But I don't think even Chenle coming in screaming and holding up a bazooka will be able to stop me from kissing you anymore."

[treasure7boys]

Sunny Summer || Park Jihoon

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Type: Angst/Fluff

Word Count: 4.7K (Lol, I got really carried away)

Warning: Cursing, mature-ish themes (lol, not really) [Not Edited]

Description: You've matured since the last time Jihoon saw you ... and he's not the only one who's noticed

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Honestly, the thought of spending every summer in Jeju with your family wasn't exactly ideal. You wanted to spend the summer with your friends, not on an island where you knew almost no one. Still, you had one saving grace: Park Jihoon. The Park family was close friends with your own, so they had been staying at the same beach house with you since you were seven years old. Jihoon was the same age as you, so you naturally became close friends.

Your families both lived in Seoul, but you never really hung out with Jihoon unless it was some holiday or celebration and his family was over. As you senior year came to an end, you realized you hadn't seen Jihoon at all since that summer. It wasn't surprising, though, since you were both busy with studying for entrance exams and whatnot.

“He's going to be so surprised with how beautiful you've become,” your mother smiled as your plane landed in Jeju, stroking your hair lovingly.

You blushed, feeling embarrassed by the compliment. “It's not like I've changed that much,” you told her.

That wasn't necessarily true, however, you were just being humble. In all honesty, puberty did finally hit and it was kind to you. The boyish figure you once had finally had some shape to it. Your chest was still on the flatter side, but you couldn't have it all. Your braces were also removed and your now straight smile was beautiful. It was the little things that changed that made you look even prettier.

Your heart pounded like a drum as you neared the familiar beach house, which was basically your second home at that point. At first, you hadn't anticipated anything, but, after your mother's comment, you were wondering if this summer would be different.

“You're here!” Mrs. Park shouted as she rushed down the sandy steps of the beach house and to your mother, tightly hugging her. “Jihoon! Hurry to help with bags!”

Your own father hugged Mrs. Park and then Mr. Park, who was chuckling at how excited his wife was. “She's been waiting at the window for you guys,” he informed you all, making you smile fondly.

Mrs. Park turned to you. “Look how much you've grown in the past year! You're even more gorgeous, Y/N!”

Again, you blushed as you thanked her but politely said you looked the same. You watched as Jihoon appeared and they disappeared, always leaving the two of you to unload the rental car. “What happened to your face?” Jihoon asked as he opened the trunk.

You scowled, already knowing this summer would be like every other one. “Gee, thanks for that confidence boost,” you said, rolling your eyes.

He smiled and shook his head. “That's not what I meant. You just look different.” He inspected you and you felt like a bug under a microscope. “You got your braces off, huh?”

Nodding, you flashed him a smile. “You did, too. You look good.” The two of you embraced tightly before turning to the bags. “Are Junkyu and Yoonbin here yet?”

He nodded. “Yoonbin got here two days ago and Junkyu last night,” he informed you. “There's a party on the beach thrown by some college kids and Yoonbin managed to get us an invite.”

“Sounds cool,” you said, but you weren't sure how you felt. You had never been to a college party or any party for that matter. You liked to stay in bed where it was warm and safe, eating snacks and watching movies. Still, maybe you might like the party scene.

After unloading everything and putting the bags in your respective rooms, you put your swimsuit on, some shorts and a tank top, and then joined Jihoon downstairs to meet Junkyu and Yoonbin for a swim.

“What happened to you?” Junkyu asked, his eyebrows furrowing the moment he laid eyes on you.

You scoffed in disbelief, “Did I get so ugly over the span of one year?”

Yoonbin smiled. “I think he's talking about that giant bruise on your knee,” he commented.

“No, I'm talking about how my little brother, Y/N, is now my sister,” Junkyu said. “When did you get a figure?”

You shoved him aside, going to set your towel down. “Shut up,” you huffed.

“Wait, who called you ugly?” Yoonbin asked.

Junkyu nodded. “Yeah! I'll fight him for you!”

You glanced at Jihoon. “I didn't call you ugly!” he exclaimed. “I just couldn't figure out what about you changed.”

Letting out a laugh, you jumped up to your feet and threw an arm around him. “I know, I know! I just like to give you a hard time,” you teased. “Now, let's get in the water. It's so hot out.”

As you removed your shirt and shorts, you watched the boys rush into the water. Every year before, you had worn a one-piece swimsuit. That year, however, you wore your first bikini. With your new figure, your friend had somehow convinced you to show it off. You felt slightly self-conscious, but you knew you just had to fake it until you make it.

After some swimming and goofing off, you finally decided you wanted to dry off and enjoy the warm sun. The boys agreed but already planned on playing some volleyball with a beach ball in a little bit.

“Yeah, I fell down the stairs because I was so excited after finding out I got accepted into one of my top three universities,” you told Yoonbin, explaining why your knee was bruised. “I'm just glad I didn't break it.”

He laughed, “I'm surprised you didn't.”

“I'll have the whole house to myself for two nights, so we can have our own mini party,” Junkyu said to Jihoon. You didn't hear the whole conversation because you and Yoonbin had just tuned in.

You looked at Jihoon. “You're gonna leave me alone for two nights with just our parents?” you asked him.

He opened his mouth to speak, but Junkyu cut him off. “You can come, too. I don't think your parents would mind. What would even happen?”

Yoonbin nodded in agreement. “Yeah, we're all like siblings,” he added.

“Good point. I'll ask, but I'm sure they'll be fine with it,” you said. Your eyes wandered towards three guys passing by. Your jaw just about dropped. “That guy is so hot.”

They looked to see who you were drooling over. “Yugyeom-hyung?” Jihoon questioned. “The guy we've known since we were kids?”

You shook your head, “No, the one in the middle.”

“His name is Eunwoo, this summer's heartthrob,” Junkyu told you. “All the girls are talking about him and he just got here.”

Eunwoo looked over, seeing you staring. He sent you a sweet smile before turning away. “Well, you've certainly got his attention,” Yoonbin smirked, standing up to go play volleyball.

“I'm in love,” you said. “What I wouldn't give to have even just two minutes in heaven with him.”

You felt something hit your head. It didn't hurt, but sometimes you liked to be dramatic. “Ouch! What the heck?!”

Jihoon looked at you as he picked up the beach ball he had just hit you with. “Stop drooling over him and come play,” he said.

Scowling, you stood up and joined Junkyu on the other side of the net.

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“Hurry up, Y/N! Before I'm old!” Jihoon called to you somewhat jokingly, waiting on the porch of the beach house.

You hurriedly slipped your bracelet onto your wrist before jogging down the stairs. “Well, don't you look gorgeous,” your mother smiled, lovingly smoothing down your hair.

You were wearing a skirt and top set. They were both red with white flowers on them. The top was a crop top with sleeves that wrapped around your upper arm, showing off both your stomach and shoulders. You had bought it on a whim hoping it would look good and maybe you could try and find a style that you really liked. Hopefully your mother was right and you looked gorgeous.

“Watch after Jihoon, yeah? Now that you guys can drink, he thinks he's a pro,” Mrs. Park snickered.

Smiling, you nodded. “Of course,” you told her. “I'm not planning on drinking much or at all in order to keep an eye on the three of them.”

“That's my girl,” your mother smiled. You quickly put your sandals on and then joined Jihoon outside.

He looked at you and stopped swaying, inspecting you. It felt like he stared at you forever until he finally said, “You look nice, now let's go before Junkyu gets impatient.”

You nodded, joining his side as you walked down the beach and to the house. Honestly, you weren't sure whose house or party it was, but you didn't really care.

“That's a cute outfit,” a girl told you. You were pretty sure her name was Herin.

“Thanks,” you said, smiling at her. She ended up spending a lot of the night with you and the boys. It turned out it was her first summer there, just a whim on her parent's end.

Junkyu's eyes wandered and spotted Eunwoo standing near the cooler. “Look, Y/N, your boyfriend is here,” he teased.

You looked over, blushing slightly when you saw Eunwoo. “He's totally yummy,” Herin said.

That made you smile. You could never really talk about guys on a real level with the three boys. “Thank you!” you exclaimed, turning back to look at Eunwoo. “He's seriously gorgeous.”

Her arm looped with your own, “Come on, let's go refill our drinks.”

The two of you quickly left, going over to the cooler where Eunwoo was with another tall, handsome boy. He spotted you and Herin before smiling. “Hi,” he spoke, his voice as beautiful and angelic as himself. “You're Y/N, right?”

The fact that he knew your name made your mind go blank and insides become mush. “Y-yeah,” you managed out, feeling Herin lightly squeeze your arm. You didn't care if Yugyeom had told him your name, you were just happy he had remembered.

Jihoon watched on with Yoonbin and Junkyu. “What could they possibly be talking about?” Jihoon scoffed. “They probably have nothing in common.”

Yoonbin smirked. “Jihoon, your jealousy is showing,” he said in a sing-song tone. “If you want to date Y/N so badly, then tell her how you feel. You won't get anywhere by not saying anything.”

That made Junkyu laugh but nod in agreement. Once again, Jihoon scoffed, but much more dramatically as he took another gulp of his beer. “Jealous? No way!”

“Come on, you've glared at any guy who stared at Y/N too long. An appreciative glance her way equals a glare from you,” Junkyu said. “Admit it, Y/N finally grew up during senior year and tons of guys have noticed. You're so used to her always being with you and us, so you're bothered that she has a thing for that Eunwoo guy and vice-versa.”

Jihoon was upset at the fact that he was so transparent to his two friends and the fact that they were right. He didn't want to be jealous, but he couldn't help it. You were practically his best friend and he was so used to having you around him almost at all times. Seeing you making new friends and spreading your wings bothered him because he feared you leave him and he hated that.

You were so caught up in your conversation with Eunwoo that you hadn't noticed Herin and Mingyu totally hitting it off. Eunwoo was really nice, sweet, and handsome, but he wasn't very funny. In fact, he was kind of awkward. Still, you enjoyed his company enough and he enjoyed yours, but it was obvious to both of you that things would never turn romantic.

In all that time, you completely forgot about Jihoon, Junkyu, and Yoonbin. You felt really guilty since the summer was for them, but you were sure you'd see them plenty during university and were hoping you guys would start hanging out in Seoul. “I really had a nice time talking with you, but I think I should go find my friends and make sure they're not doing something stupid,” you told Eunwoo.

He smiled and nodded. “It was nice meeting you, Y/N. I hope we can talk again soon,” he said.

Herin sent you a look, one that clearly asked if you wanted her to go with you. You slightly shook your head, wanting her to spend more time with Mingyu. Without another word or silent communication, you left.

“There you are!” you exclaimed when you finally found Jihoon. He was alone in one of the bedrooms, sitting at the foot of the bed with his arms wrapped around a pillow. “I've been looking for you everywhere! Where are Yoonbin and Junkyu?”

Jihoon didn't respond right away and you watched his head bob up and down slightly. That was when you realized he was drunk. He reeked of alcohol. “Y/N! There you are!” he exclaimed, his words only slightly slurred, which was surprising.

You giggled but felt bad for not watching out for him and stopping him from drinking too much. “Come on, let's go find Junkyu and Yoonbin and then get you to bed.”

Grabbing his hands, you struggled to help him to his feet. You threw the pillow back onto the bed and lightly slapped Jihoon's face to wake him up. “Why didn't you hang out with me tonight? This is our time, Y/N. All these guys are suddenly talking to you because you're so hot and you have no time for me.”

Then, without any warning, he kissed you. It wasn't a long kiss, but longer than expected. When he pulled away, his head fell on your shoulder. “Holy shit,” Yoonbin's voice said. You hadn't even noticed him and Junkyu.

“We never speak of this,” you say and they nod. “Come on, help me get him home.”

It was kind of a struggle, but you guys eventually got him on Junkyu's back and then home. You were relieved your parents weren't awake because you didn't want Jihoon to do something dumb.

Before Jihoon fell asleep, you made him eat something and drink water.

♡♡♡♡

“I did what?!” Jihoon shrieked, rubbing at his temples right after. His headache had gone down a great deal, but not completely. “No, there's no way. Did I do anything else?”

Yoonbin nodded, “You called her hot.”

That made him groan and bury his head in his hands. You had gone to get ice cream with Herin and he was sure you were telling her what happened. The two of you had only just met but he could tell you hit it off and finally had a girl to confide in.

“How bad is this? Like, have I made things totally awkward or will Y/N and I be okay?”

Silence took over as the three boys thought about this. “Honestly, I think Y/N just chalked it up to a drunken mistake on your part,” Junkyu confessed. “Knowing Y/N, she'll pretend it never happened.”

Jihoon didn't know how he felt about that. On one hand, he wished it had never happened, so pretending it didn't was the next best thing. On the other, all he wanted to do was talk about it with you. He couldn't just leave the situation up in the air, could he? This was why he never wanted to confess his feelings to you. When feelings got involved, things only got complicated.

The front door opened and Jihoon wondered if it was your guys’ parents coming back from whatever thing they had planned to do in town. “I'm back!” you called out, shutting the door behind you. You went upstairs and found the three boys in Jihoon's room. “Feeling better?”

Jihoon swallowed hard as he nodded. Things felt weird but he knew that was only on his end. “How was ice cream with Herin?” Junkyu asked, trying to ease the awkwardness caused by Jihoon.

You sat down next to Jihoon. You were close, closer than he expected. He felt like he couldn't breathe properly. “Good. We ran into Eunwoo-oppa and Mingyu-oppa. I think Herin and Mingyu-oppa are really hitting it off.”

Oppa? You were calling Eunwoo that already? The two of you just met! Were you really already that close? It made Jihoon feel upset and jealous and he hated that. He didn't want to be that guy, but he couldn't help it.

“What about you and Eunwoo?” Yoonbin asked. Jihoon looked at him, wondering why he'd ask that. Was he trying to make Jihoon even more jealous? Or was it just to get some clarity. Maybe both.

You shrugged. “I don't know. He's really nice, but I don't think it'll go anywhere,” you confessed, making Jihoon feel relieved. You looked at him and then grabbed his chin gently between your thumb and index finger. “Are you sure you're feeling better? You look flushed.”

Probably because he was. He wasn't sure how he looked, but he was freaking out on the inside. His heart was beating like a drum and he thought he would combust any second from your touch.

“I-I'm fine, just a little hot,” he finally said, cringing at his word choice.

Nodding slowly, you said, “Okay. Let's all watch a movie together. I'll meet you guys down there.”

They watched you leave before Junkyu hit Jihoon's arm. “Are you trying to make it awkward?!” he exclaimed. “Y/N was acting completely normal but you were acting like you two just met!”

“I know! I'm sorry!” Jihoon exclaimed. “I just can't help it. Even though I don't remember the kiss, I still feel like it only made me like her more. Now that I've crossed that line of friendship, it's hard to be just friends.”

Yoonbin sighed, “Then either talk to Y/N or get over it. This summer will be painful if you keep acting this way.”

That night, Jihoon couldn't sleep. He just laid in bed staring up at his ceiling, listening to the soft, low hum of the fan he had on his dresser. Earlier at dinner, he spazzed out when you got too close to grab some more rice and he ended up spilling soda all over you. He was sure his mother noticed he was acting weird and was thankful she didn't say anything … yet.

Normal. He just wanted things to be normal again. Checking the clock, he saw that midnight was just a few minutes away. With a smile on his face, he threw his covers off and went to your bedroom. You were sound asleep and he felt guilty waking you up, but only a little.

“Y/N, wake up,” he said softly, shaking you gently. You woke up fairly quickly.

Rubbing at your eyes, you whined, “What are you doing?”

“Come on, let's go for a midnight swim.”

That made you smile. A midnight swim was a tradition for you and Jihoon. The first midnight swim always occurred within the first week of summer to mark its official start. Midnight swims were sacred for the two of you because they were just yours. No parents, no Junkyu, and no Yoonbin. It was your time with each other, so it was special.

“Okay, let me just change.”

He shook his head as you climbed out of bed. “No time! We'll just swim in our clothes!” he exclaimed in a hushed tone. Without another word, he grabbed your hand and pulled you along with him.

The two of you were panting slightly as you stood on the beach near the water. The night was quiet and no one else was out, which was kind of surprising. “Um, Jihoon?” you questioned, finally able to get a word in. He hummed in response, his eyes taking in the waves in the moonlight. “I'm not wearing pants.”

His eyes immediately went to your legs, realizing you were only in a T-shirt and underwear. “Sorry!” he exclaimed, peeling his eyes away. “I shouldn't have just pulled you out of there like that or looked at you.”

That made you giggle and he was kind of confused. “It's fine. It was basically an invitation for you to look.”

“Well, we can just swim in our underwear? It's like swimwear anyway.”

You both knew that wasn't completely true. Underwear was more intimate than swimwear, which was why they were called “intimates”. Still, you didn't say anything and nodded instead. Jihoon was quick to strip and remove his shirt and sweatpants. He waited nervously as you removed your shirt.

“You can look at me, Jihoon. I won't think you're a pervert or anything,” you said. He nodded and looked at you, trying his best to not check you out. You held out your hand. “Come on, let's go.”

He took your hand and then the two of you ran into the water. For the next half hour or so, you just swam and talked. Things felt normal for the first time all day. Maybe things didn't have to return to normal, though. Things had changed, clearly, but maybe it wasn't bad. Maybe things could change to a new kind of normal.

“Summer has officially begun,” Jihoon grunted softly as he sat down on the porch of the house. Content smiles were on both of your faces.

You sighed happily. “I thought it was going to be like any other summer, but it feels different. It feels like something big will happen.”

You sounded wistful; like you hoped it would be different. “Are you talking about the kiss?”

Jihoon couldn't believe he blurted that out. All he wanted to do was disappear, but he couldn't. “That kiss didn't mean anything, Jihoon. I mean, you were just drunk and upset,” you said. “We can't like each other, either, right? We just wouldn't work. I mean, me with you?”

What was that supposed to mean? “Yeah, you're right. We wouldn't work,” Jihoon said, getting worked up because he was upset. “I'm not good enough for you, right? I can't compare to Eunwoo. He's gorgeous, tall, and x, y, and z. Why would you want me when you could have him?”

You opened your mouth to talk, but Jihoon was already storming inside.

♡♡♡♡

“Where's Jihoon?” your mother asked, joining you on the porch the next afternoon.

You shrugged, “Probably with Junkyu or Yoonbin. I don't know.”

She sat down next to you. “Interesting.”

Letting out a small sigh, you bookmarked your page and set your book down. It was obvious your mother knew something was going on between you and Jihoon and wanted answers. “We got into a fight last night, okay?”

Clearly, you were upset. “What happened? Come on, vent to Momma,” she said, making you smile a bit.

“At that party the other night, he got really drunk and kissed me. I was gonna act like it hadn't happened for the rest of my life since I thought it was just a drunken kiss, but I think it meant more to Jihoon than I thought,” you confessed to her. “He brought it up last night and then stormed off looking upset. I was just flustered and couldn't stop talking, so I think there was some misunderstanding. I've tried to clear things up, but he's avoiding me, ignoring my calls and texts, and even hangs up Yoonbin and Junkyu's phones when I call them.”

She smiled, soothingly stroking your hair. “He's just upset. Give him time to cool off and I'm sure he'll be open to talking again. Jihoon could never stay mad at you.” You nodded, hoping she was right. “The more important thing is if you like Jihoon back. From what I can tell, he likes you but is jealous of other guys, especially Eunwoo.”

You had no idea how she knew about Eunwoo and could only assume she had eavesdropped when you were on the phone with Herin earlier. “Eunwoo is nice and everything, but he's a little dull and awkward. I really like Jihoon. He's like my best friend. He understands me so well and everything about him is great. I think I've always liked him but I've wanted things to stay normal.”

“Well, sometimes normal has to change and become a new normal. Don't let ideas like that keep you from being happy, sweetie,” she told you. She made a really good point.

You smiled at her, “Thanks, Mom. I really needed this.”

“Of course, kiddo.”

She went back inside and you picked your book back up, feeling better than you had all day.

That evening, you had been so prepared to talk to Jihoon, but he didn't come home. You had forgotten Junkyu was going to have his house to himself, so Jihoon was staying over along with Yoonbin. Junkyu had invited you, but you felt awkward to just show up after a whole day of avoiding each other. You decided to just stay at home with all the parents. It was weird since Jihoon and you were almost always together, but it really helped you to realize just how much Jihoon meant to you.

You couldn't sleep that night. It was so weird that the whole day passed without you and Jihoon talking. It made you feel weird and unsettled. Instead of just laying in bed, you went downstairs for ice cream. When you got down there, you just about had a heart attack when you saw Jihoon sitting at the table.

“What are you doing here?!” you exclaimed in a hushed tone, a hand over your pounding heart. “I almost peed my pants!”

That made the corners of his mouth twitch slightly. “I couldn't sleep, so I left Junkyu's,” he told you. You nodded, feeling awkward. “Okay, that's not the complete truth. I felt really guilty for ignoring you all day and couldn't sleep. I came here to talk to you, but I chickened out and have been sitting here trying to give myself the confidence for the past 10 minutes.”

“You didn't have to chicken out. I've been trying to talk to you all day.”

He nodded. “I know, but I was hurt and upset.”

“That's why I was trying to talk to you. It was a misunderstanding, Jihoon. I was just talking without thinking because I like you, too. Eunwoo-oppa is just a friend. He may be good looking and stuff, but he doesn't begin to compare to you,” you confessed. “You're my best friend, Jihoon, and you'll always be my number one. I never told you this because I was afraid of things changing, but I shouldn't be. Change is good and that's how a new normal can come about.”

He finally cracked a smile. “God, I'm an idiot,” he said softly. He was going to say something else but shut his mouth when you used your finger to angle his head and kiss him.

It was awkward since he was sitting and you were standing, but he was quick to pull you down onto his lap. The kiss spoke more than actual words. You knew he wanted you and vice-versa. You guys loved each other and didn't have to be afraid anymore. The kiss was filled with passion as your lips moved in sync and tongues explored. It probably wouldn't have escalated from there, but you would never know. The kiss was suddenly interrupted by the sound of a camera. You turned and saw both of your mother's.

Letting out a small yelp, you threw yourself off Jihoon. In the process, you tripped over your own foot and fell on your back. “You guys are so embarrassing!” Jihoon cried out as he quickly helped you up.

“Hey! Let us be happy!” his mother exclaimed. “Do you know how long we've waited for this? We've been wanting you two to end up together since you were kids.”

You sighed. “You got your wish, happy?” you asked. They nodded and you shook your head slightly. “We're going to bed, now, so goodnight.”

All of you went to your respective rooms. You pecked Jihoon's lips one last time before turning to go to your room. Jihoon grabbed your wrist and spun you around, crashing his lips onto your own. Once again, you got distracted and lost in the kiss.

“Sleep well, Y/N,” he said softly as you went to your room, making your insides melt.

You both shut your doors and let out dreamy sighs before climbing into bed, ready for whatever the rest of the summer had in store for you guys.

[jenomark]

Good to see you back ♥️

I hope you’re doing well and healthy

As for your question i’m really not sure if i’m okey , i’m surrounded with very toxic people that bring the worst of me and I can’t control the situation at all , the worst part is I can’t see what to do and every move turns to be into their advantage and i be the bad guy at the end

I tried avoiding them but they just selfish and won’t leave me alone , you don’t understand how mush I’m fragile right now and i wish I could be smarter or stronger or revengeful but i’m not

I’m not like them but at the same time i have to compete with them ? Is that fair lol

I’m afriad to lose myself to them and be just version of them or just someone i’m not

I’m numb right now and really in a bad place

Pray for me ♥️

I hope you don't mind me giving you a little guidance, friend! If you do mind, feel free to skip the paragraph below!!! I know a lot of people don't love unsolicited advice, which is something I respect. However, I feel sorry that you're going through this, and I want you to know that you're not alone. I'm here if you ever want to talk in private.

You can't change people. You can't force them to be anything other than what they choose to be. You can only help yourself by taking care of yourself, by choosing yourself. I get the feeling like you're giving people way too much of your time, energy, and all of these things they don't deserve. You're allowing them to make you this way. I know it's very difficult to change your perspective about your life, but you can absolutely find the strength. Honestly, I think a lot of life difficulties start changing the moment you accept responsibility for where you are now. You can definitely break this cycle of what you're going through and replace it with more positive people, messages, etc.

I hope these bad thoughts and feelings leave you soon. Please never hesitate to ask those around you for help. I love you and I really wish you well.

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sorry this took 3 years to do! I always love being tagged in stuff, but I'm horrible about doing them 😭 @novemberrain221

Name: Tiff (generalfoolish on AO3) Fandoms: Mandalorian, Triple Frontier, The Mentalist, Star Wars, Monsters (?); possible upcoming: X-Files, Prospect, more Star Wars (Obi, I'm looking at you) Where do you post fanfic: Tumblr, mostly. I have a few on AO3, but I don't like the UI as much By kudos, most popular one-shot: Beskar By kudos, most popular multi-chapter: Feel The Heat Personal favorite: My HCs are some of my favorite. There isn't a lot, but I really enjoy doing that kind of writing. Work I was nervous about posting: Everything there is nothing that I'm not nervous about. But anything really explicit is very nerve-wracking for me Method for titling fics: I'm horrible at titles! Most are titled after albums that I like the mood of for the work. Feel The Heat is a song I love, but the parts are titled after songs from a different album. I'm bad at titles. Outline or wing my works: I normally wing it. I try to outline though. I really, really try. Complete works: Do I Ever Wonder? In-progress works: Feel The Heat ; We Go Together (this'll take you to part one) ; MandoMay2021 Series Posted WIPs that I have active plans to continue: So, all of that, and I have some one-shots I may continue with phrased it. I can't abandon my children. It may take me months to drag myself back, but I'll finish it. Looking at you specifically part 7 of we go together Posted WIPs that I have given up on: I love how@novemberrain221 Exchange fics due soon/unrevealed: I do not know what this is! I would be down to try though! WIPs that live in my fanfic folder: Let me check google docs: there are about 4 Ezra WIPS with a little AU sprinkled in there; a few Din WIPS, but my brain is bursting with Obi-Wan stuff rn. I'm rewatching the clone wars, guys. I'm not well. Coming soon/upcoming works: MandoMay is killing me. It's so much, each day, and I feel like I'm swamped with it. So, that's what we'll be putting out for the foreseeable future. There's lots of other stuff in the pipeline though! I want to explore Haunted!Din in this series, that should probably have a name at some point lol Do you accept prompts: Yeah! That would be so cool! I love writing to write. I've always been writing. Give me your amazing ideas so I can do more of that! Upcoming story I’m most excited to write: Obi-wan is all my mind is screaming. I have nothing to add to that. No details. Brain is mush. Obi-wan you're my only hope. AO3 statistics: I have 2 things on AO3, so pls don't judge these low ass numbers lol I know I just need to add my stuff, but also time. Maybe I'll do that soon...

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Name: K (rktho_writes on AO3)

Fandoms: Star Wars

Where do you post fanfic: AO3 and more recently the Jedi Council Forums.

By kudos, most popular one-shot: A Warrior’s Trappings, 37 kudos!

By kudos, most popular multi-chapter: [sigh] Du Doompa, Act I. It is the better of the two, but… I’m just really disillusioned with this one. I should have had a stronger outline. This fic has a lot of issues and I’ve made a mess trying to tweak it, so I don’t feel great about it. 4 kudos.

Personal favorite: Probably Trappings again. Leatherface I’m still reasonably proud of even though it’s a prequel to Du Doompa.

Work I was nervous about posting: I don’t know if there is one.

Method for titling fics: Varies. I envy those writers who can come up with song lyrics for their titles because that seems to be a trope everyone likes. (I did name my most recent fic after a Mumford & Sons song, but I decided to use the title of the song instead of the lyric I assigned to the working draft (it’s empty in the valley of your heart.) Du Doompa is “The Lowly” in Huttese. Leatherface refers to the protagonist’s skin texture, reflecting her struggle with human-centric beauty standards. Amber and Idiot’s Arrays is basically just the only thing I could come up with that fit. And A Warrior’s Trappings is supposed to reference the fact that both the major characters in the oneshot wear the “trappings” of their respective warrior cultures with pride; it’s also a slight double entendre because one warrior has a trapped bounty on his ship, which in turn has been trapped by the other warrior.

Outline or wing my works: I used to wing it a lot (which is why Du Doompa has so many issues.) Now it varies. For oneshots/short stories I generally have a mental idea of how the plot is going to go and fill in from there. For longfics, I am never not outlining again. (BTW, if anybody wants to help me outline the Tarre Vizsla fic I’ve been meaning to write, I would greatly appreciate it.)

Complete works: Everything except Du Doompa (RIP) and my current fic, The Cave.

In-progress works: The Cave.

Posted WIPs that I have active plans to continue: The Cave.

Posted WIPs that I have given up on: Du Doompa.

Exchange fics due soon/unrevealed: I don’t do exchanges. Might be fun to try sometime.

WIPs that live in my fanfic folder: That Tarre Vizsla fic I’m still figuring out. It’s basically an AU where he joined the Jedi Order as an adult. (It would be canon compliant if it weren’t for the DVD commentary… Eh, whatever.)

Coming soon/upcoming works: Hopefully that Tarre Vizsla fic at some point… But I’m also thinking of revisiting a set of OCs I created for Du Doompa because I know they would appeal to a particular mutual of mine…

Do you accept prompts: Not currently, no.

Upcoming story I’m most excited to write: That Tarre Vizsla fic. Really want to get that going. It’s so frustrating to be stuck on it even though the wheels are turning.

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