#I❤️StarWars!

[aurora-starwars]

What does one do when everyone seems aggravating and annoying, like I wanna like people again :(

I need to stop being a bitch

Tips? ⬇️

[heretoobsessstuff]

Just a quick post to thank u all for over 100 followers 🥹 it has been a while since i’ve been active in a fandom like mota and i’ve had such a fun beautiful time everyone is so lovely and talented and im super grateful for this little community ❤️

To celebrate here’s a master post of all my writings (which aren’t many lol) just in case anyone wants to check em out!!

What else should I be? (All apologies) ~ Gale’s guilt about leaving John behind manifests as a nightmare and John comforts him

From this moment on I’ll be crying ~ John has a complicated relationship with Gale crying

Walls keep breaking ~ John loses it a bit when he’s away from Gale (part of a series)

WIPs (you can read drabbles/snippets under #wip snippets tag)

Babe can I call? (coming soon!) ~ 5 times John calls Gale in the middle of the night and one time Gale does instead

Untitled Gale!Whump (coming soon!)

(Will update as we go)

Also pls follow my back up cause i rlly don’t wanna lose the nice ppl i have on here! I post there too :)

[blackkatmagic]

OMG thank you for reposting my art!! I love your StarWars fanfiction, honestly I am really giddy you reposted my face desings for Jaster Jango Arla and Feemor ^^

Thank you for your art!! I really, really love your designs for all of them - your Jaster has such a cool feel to him, and your Arla is gorgeous especially. ❤️

[masterjedilenawrites]

Helloooo!! :)

I was wondering how the bois would help their S/O with trouble sleeping. And maybe their S/O is scared to sleep...

I know it can be really difficult to fall asleep, sleep a good night and wake up feeling rested.

Thanks in for hand!❤️

Cody, Kix, and Dogma: Are, of course, going to want to dive into the root cause of your sleep issues. They'll do whatever you'd like in the moment of a difficult night, whether it's snuggles, distractions, or other tricks. But their real support will shine through with research and lifestyle changes. They'll make sure you eat well and exercise during the day, limit your blue light exposure at night, or even get therapy or medications from professionals if needed. They know sleep is important and don't want you to suffer in the long term.

Wolffe, Fox, and Howzer: Bet you didn't think these guys would be into tea? Well, be prepared, because they have a tea for every occasion. Restlessness, insomnia, or night terrors... they have just the thing. They'll keep the lights dimmed in the bedroom while they rush off to brew you a pot of their special nighttime blend. They'll return with a steaming cup on a tray and will cuddle with you while you sip. Maybe it doesn't cure anything, but at least it'll bring you comfort, if not actual slumber.

Jesse, Hardcase, and Blackout: First, you'll have to wake them up if you want any comfort on a sleepless night. They're fast sleepers and won't notice even the most intense tossing and turning. But once you wake them, they're more than happy to keep you company. It's all lights on as they insist that you don't fight it, and instead embrace your alertness. Putting off some homework or bill payments? They'll do it with you in bed. Have a craft project you've been wanting to start? They'll scrounge up supplies and spread out with you on the floor.

Rex, Fives, and Tup: I've probably said this in other posts already, but these boys are soft, tender kings. Whatever struggle you have in life, they're holding you and helping you in any way possible. For struggles with sleep, they'll quickly rearrange your room so it's more comfortable - cooler temperatures, softer blankets, whatever you need. Then they're saddling up next to you and giving you some TLC in the form of back rubs and quietly hummed tunes. Even if you don't fully fall asleep, at least you'll be relaxed and not as crabby come morning time.

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The Bad Batch with an S/O who can't sleep

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[snippy-tano]

See now I'm having a thought about Medic!reader who is on the tram with them and sees Tech fall. When they all wake up and Hunter ushers everyone to the ship, they stay behind and go looking for Tech and find him alive but seriously injured and unconscious.

They find a small cave and they hide out there until they know it's safe to comm someone to come and get them. Maybe Rex or Echo or Riyo🥺❤️

I just need reader softly taking care of Tech and him waking up like "you were supposed to leave."

And they say "I could never leave you."

Your choice whether the relationship is established or it's just hidden feeling that come out here❤️❤️❤️

Prooooooooooo

Thank you for this. This was incredibly therapeutic. I may have gotten carried away and y’all should let me know if I should continue this as like an actual fic. Because oooooh boy is it tempting.

Anyway, I hope you like it! And I hope this helps you just as much as it helped me lol

WARNING SPOILERS! THERE ARE SPOILERS FOR TBB S2 FINALE! READ AT YOUR OWN RISK :')

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Falling

Everything happened so fast, you almost thought it was all a dream. Or rather a nightmare.

One second you were helping provide cover as Tech worked to get the tram moving. The next he had fallen and Wrecker was working to pull him back up aboard the train.

“Don’t you do it, Tech.”

It was the pleading tone in Wrecker’s voice that had you turning from where you had taken cover. You were moving towards the back of the tram before anyone could stop you. You stopped just behind Omega and looked down to see Tech raise his head before raising his blaster.

A pit formed in your stomach as you began to panic.

No no no no no no no no

“When have we ever followed orders.”

Then he fired.

And you screamed, loudly and gutterly.

The tram jerked upright and took off, you stumbled against the wall, blinking slowly. You could hear the batch screaming at each other, but weren’t making out any of what they were saying. You only held onto your trembling hands, feeling like the edges of your vision were darkening rapidly.

You only caught the shout of needing to brace yourself, your instincts numbly forcing you to comply.

Then your vision really did go black.

When you came to, everything in your body ached. Your ribs protested every breath and you knew you were in rough shape. You gingerly lifted your head, seeing yourself surrounded by smoking wreckage.

Omega’s voice had you turning just in time to see her collapse. With a groan of effort, you climbed to your feet, hand pressing against your side. You met eyes with Hunter and he hesitated.

Please Hunter, I have to go back. You practically begged in your mind, hoping he would understand.

It looked like he was going to protest, likely saying that he couldn’t lose anyone else, but you couldn’t let him choose for you. You had to do this.

So you turned and ran as fast as your ribs would let you into the woods. You could hear Wrecker and Echo yell for you, but you didn’t stop. You’re honestly not sure how you managed to move so quickly and for so long, although you figured it was probably the adrenaline.

Eventually you fell to your knees, squeezing your eyes shut as a way of hopefully shutting out the pain. You had bacta patches in your med pack, but you refused to use any. If you found Tech and by some miracle of the Force he was alive, you knew he would need every patch you had.

After your vision cleared, you forced yourself back to your feet and continued walking in the direction of your best guess as to where Tech fell. You weren’t running anymore, but you kept a good pace, knowing that the Empire would be out looking for Tech very soon.

If you found him, you had to move quickly.

Eventually, you found what looked like wreckage from the tram. Your heart began to pound as you began to pick through it, looking for any sign of Tech.

Then you saw it. Armor.

You swallowed your nerves and forced air into your lungs as you stepped over the smoking debris. The running of water nearby and the sound of your own haggard breathing was all you could hear. You knelt beside Tech, hand hesitating. His helmet was gone and he definitely looked like he had fallen from a great distance, but it was hard to tell if he was still alive.

You pressed your fingers against the side of his neck, praying to every god or deity you knew about, begging them that he would be alive. For a few agonizing seconds, you felt nothing.

And then you felt it, the very gentle thump of his heart beat. It was weak, incredibly so, but he was alive. You almost burst into tears right then and there, but you knew the Empire was on their way if not already almost here.

You had to move. Now.

Tech was bigger than you, but you had to move him and fast. You stripped off a few pieces of armor, tossing them closer to the large river that you were near. Maybe the Empire would think he fell into the water and go searching further down the river. It would hopefully buy you both some time. Then you sat him up, placed his arms over your shoulders and stood up.

He was by no means a small man. He may be the “skinniest” in the Batch, but he was still built like a soldier, which meant that he was an incredible deadweight. Your legs shook from the effort, but you managed to hold him steady.

His helmet and goggles were missing, but you didn’t have time to go looking for them. Your sole focus was getting the both of you out of there and to a relatively safe location as fast as you could. Tech had injuries that needed to be tended to immediately. In any normal situation, you wouldn’t have moved him for fear of a neck or back injury. But you didn’t have that option.

After a quick feel of his neck, it didn’t seem like anything was broken, which was good enough for you.

You moved through the clearing, stepping around debris as best you could. Thankfully the ground wasn’t wet or muddy, so the likelihood of footprints being left behind were small. But still, you zigzagged as much as you dared, stepping where there were already indents in the grass in an effort to conceal your path.

You were two klicks away when you heard Imperial ships zoom just above the tree line over you. For one horrifying second you thought they were going to spot you, but they continued on, heading the direction you had just come from. The burning in your ribs became background noise as you tightened your grip on Tech’s arms and began to move faster.

You had been walking for what felt like hours. Every inch of your body was burning with effort and breathing was becoming more difficult. But you somehow kept going. You knew Tech was still hanging on because you could feel his soft puffs of breath against your neck. It was honestly the only thing keeping you going.

The way you carried him was far from ideal. There were many other ways that are better for medic carries in a situation like this, but considering Tech was fully unconscious, the odds of getting him up across your shoulders were small. This was the best you could do in the situation you were presented.

The elevation began to increase and the burning in your legs only intensified. You stumbled once, your heart leaping into your throat. But you managed to keep a hold of Tech and when you could breathe again, you continued walking.

As the light in the sky started to dim, you stumbled across a cave. It was hidden from the air from all the tree cover. You almost didn’t see it from the ground due to the high bushes and brush covering the entrance. It was far from ideal, but once again, it was likely the best you could do.

You only hoped there were no creatures inside who had the same idea you did.

The bushes cut into your pants as you forced your way inside, but those were minor scrapes, you had much more pressing injuries that needed tending to on Tech. You moved further into the cave, hoping to get far enough that when you started a small fire, it wouldn’t be spotted from outside. The cave had a bend and you rounded it, blinking in the darkness. Your eyes quickly adjusted and you could see that the cave continued on to the right, but there was a wall running along the back. It would do well for hiding the two of you.

Your legs shook from overuse as you carefully kneeled, turning Tech so you could gently place him on the ground. For a few seconds, you hunched over, breathing heavily.

Your entire body ached, from both the crash and the effort of carrying so much deadweight as far as you did. Your ribs made every inhale and exhale remarkably painful and you breathed as even as you could to try and lessen the pain.

When you were sure your vision was cleared, you yanked off your medpack and began to pull everything out. You pulled out a small orb and hit it, bathing the corner of the cave in a soft light. You grabbed a small flashlight and leaned over Tech, lifting up his eyelids and flashing the light. His pupils dilated as they should, which was a good sign.

You set the light down and began to search him for injuries. You scanned him and found he had a lot of broken bones, but thankfully no internal bleeding. It was a relief.

You fell into an easy trance, pulling off his armor and placing bacta patches on his worst injuries and splinting where you needed. You very quickly ran out of bacta patches, but still did your best to set everything so the bones would heal properly. When you were truly out of supplies, you covered him up with a shock blanket, placing your jacket underneath his head.

You brushed a hand across his cheek, beyond thankful that he was alive and you had been quick enough to find him.

Your troubles were far from over. You were still trapped on this planet with a severely injured trooper and your own injuries. You couldn’t stay here until you both healed, but neither of you were in any shape to fight your way out right now. You could try to call for help, but there was always a chance of it being intercepted and you both being caught anyways.

You’d have to wait for Tech to wake up to call for help. Hopefully he would be able to think of ideas on how you can get out of your predicament. But for now, you both needed to get some rest.

You wanted to lay down, but you knew once you did that you were not getting up again for a while. So you climbed to your feet and grabbed a small silent alarm you kept in your med pack before heading to the mouth of the cave around the corner. You gathered some wood from just outside the cave and set the alarm before pushing through the brush and fluffing it back up once inside.

The small fire you made didn’t take long to start.

You would have to go out for more wood very soon, but at least for now there would be some warmth for the both of you. You found a spare roll of gauze at the bottom of your pack and got to work pulling off your own armor until you were only covered by one layer of clothing. Painstakingly, you wrapped the gauze around your abdomen.

It wouldn’t do much for the broken bones, but at least you had some support. They were crudely wrapped, but it was the best you could do for now.

When you finished, you eased yourself onto the cold cave floor. Your entire body hurt and was trying to lull you into sleep. But with Tech still unconscious, you knew that someone had to stay awake.

So you started talking.

At first you talked through medical triage. You walked yourself through your training manual that you basically had memorized at this point. Then you talked through a few specific procedures you had learned along the way as a combat medic. Then when you ran out of that, you started to talk about your life. You talked about your home planet, your family, how you grew up, your hopes and dreams then, your hopes and dreams now, how you ended up joining the GAR, your first mission with the Batch and how quickly you’d come to love them like family.

You were just beginning to talk about a holodrama you and Omega were in the process of watching when you heard movement.

You stopped talking and looked over at Tech. He wasn’t awake yet, but he was starting to stir. As quickly as your ribs would allow, you sat up and moved over to where he was laying. You adjusted the blanket covering him and hovered, watching as his eyes slowly flickered open.

His eyes widened and he started to sit up, but you placed your hands on his shoulders and forced him back down.

“It’s okay. You’re safe, relatively speaking. But you have a lot of injuries, so you shouldn’t move.” You said and he blinked, taking a few deep breaths.

“You are correct. I will take your advice and remain from moving.” He replied and you let out a breath, relaxing ever so slightly. You reached forward, pulling the blanket so it more fully covered him.

“You were supposed to leave.” Tech said quietly and you let out a sigh.

You knew he was going to bring it up eventually, you had just hoped it wouldn’t be almost immediately after waking up. It shouldn’t surprise you though, this was Tech you were talking about.

You played with a seam on your sleeve that had torn in the crash. “I could never leave you.”

Silence fell for a moment and you let out a breath. Everything about this mission had gone wrong from the moment you set foot on this planet. More than anything you wished it had played out differently, but that is not what the galaxy had planned for you.

You knew Tech would likely scold you, saying the rest of the Batch’s wellbeing outweighs his own life. You knew that he was likely correct in that thinking. The needs of the many often outweigh the needs of the few.

But with Tech, you tended to throw all that out the window.

You had never admitted it to anyone before, but you’d always had a soft spot for him. It started out harmless enough. When you were assigned to work with the Batch, he was always the one that never really seemed to take care of himself. So as a medic, you took on that responsibility. You did it for all of them really, but Tech seemingly needed it the most.

Very quickly after that, your motives changed from just doing your medic duties to doing it because you cared. Then it shifted again to just plain affection. You had no idea when that grew into a crush, but it eventually did. You never said anything, and you never planned on saying anything. Your lives were all crazy enough as it is that there was no time.

And if today was any indication, it was too dangerous. Anything could happen to anyone.

Tech cleared his throat and you closed your eyes, waiting for him to tell you that you made the wrong choice.

He surprised you by placing his hand over yours.

Your eyes snapped up and you met his gaze. “Thank you. Without you, I shudder to think at what would have come of me.”

You let out a shaky breath, nodding. His hand gave yours a squeeze and made no move to let go. Not that you were complaining.

“How are you feeling? What’s your pain level?” You asked and he thought for a moment.

“I am feeling like I fell off a train.”

“Tech.”

“Apologizes. My pain is manageable. Thank you for providing me aid. Have you treated your injuries?” He asked and you nodded.

“Yes. I have.”

“You shouldn’t lie to me, cyar’ika.”

You averted your eyes as your heart thumped in your chest. “I did what I had to do. Don’t worry about me, my injuries were minor. Now you need to get some rest. The more you sleep, the quicker your injuries will heal.

“I am not tired. I have been unconscious for some time now. You, on the other hand, need to rest as well. I will wake you in a few hours, I promise.” Tech insisted and you tried to formulate an argument, but you also knew if something happened, you would also need to be rested, especially as the one currently in the best health.

He must have sensed your resistance fading because he gave your hand another squeeze. “Get some rest. Please.”

You found yourself nodding before you could say no. Tech seemed pleased with himself, but you were too tired to care. You tried to hide your wince as you sank down to the floor, but it was hard to keep your face passive. Tech didn’t comment on it though, which you appreciated.

“Two hours Tech. Wake me up in two hours.”

His hand found yours again before giving it a squeeze. “I promise.”

You tried to fight your exhaustion, but it all hit you at once. You drifted to sleep with Tech’s warm hand tightly holding yours. You didn’t know what would happpen when you woke up, but Tech was alive and so were you.

And that was enough.

[christinesficrecs]

I might be drowning in lost fic requests. 🤦🏻‍♀️ If you can help I would REALLY appreciate it. ❤️

Stiles started dating this really abusive guy, he cut off all contact with the pack, his dad Etc and the guy moves them away (maybe Chicago). Stiles eventually leaves him and goes back home and it turns out the pack and his dad have been trying to find him.

Lost River (never reached the sea) by scribespirare | 13.2K | Mature Three years Stiles has been gone. Three years, and then out of the blue he shows up on Derek's front porch, bloody and bruised and in need.

I am looking for a fic where there's the monster of the week (it's maybe an incubus?) and it shifts to look like stiles. It convinces derek to not turn him into the rest of the pack. Derek agrees just to be able to be with 'stiles.' scott i think figures it out? And tells derek that it would have slowly killed him.

Derek hates touch because of Kate and flinches whenever someone touches him. But Stiles does this thing where he never touches Derek, instead he lets his hand hover around him, allowing for Derek to initiate the contact if he wants to. Oh! And Cora’s alive and I’m pretty sure the one who notices this. She ends up confronting Stiles about it at some point. I know it’s pretty short, just one chapter/ a one-shot, and around 5,000 words. I think, I could be wrong.

i see that you've come so far [just like them old stars] by crossroadswrite | 2.3K But her big brother’s unwillingness to touch anyone, like he thinks he doesn’t deserve it isn’t the only thing she notices. She also notices how Stiles doesn’t touch him. Everyone reaches for Derek in some form or another, but Stiles- Stiles is something different altogether because he reaches for Derek but he never makes contact.

Hi! Could you please help me find this fic where Derek is an alpha but of like the whole town I think? Or something. Stiles keeps getting into trouble or losing control (or something) and he goes to stay with Derek for a few weeks to help him behave/get focused because hes the alpha. Derek helps him focus better on his homework and runs exercises with him to burn off excess energy and misses him when he goes back to his dad's. That's all I remember, sorry its so vague.

Do you know of a fixk where derek and Stiles kill Gerard together but when chris ask them about it they act surprised he did? I dont know anything other than this so sorry

Basically it's young Derek x Stiles, Derek is part of the basketball team and they end up going on like a trip for a basketball game. Stiles tags along and they end up staying at a motel (they share a room). At some point it's Stiles’ Mothers death anniversary and Derek brings him fast food back from his jog. And I'm like 90% certain that there's like a bonfire at the back of the motel and Derek brings out his guitar infront of everyone and starts singing abt his crush on Stiles.

Okay sooo, young Derek x Stiles but the hale family are still alive. There's this whole thing about them both promising to have a starwars marathon. Derek also draws a lot in this sketchbook thing, he's like rlly private abt it but stiles ends up looking in it and finding a drawing of both him and Derek. Then Derek kind of wolfs out? He like loses control a bit and is afraid of hurting Stiles. OH! And then there's another bit where theyre playfighting in the Hales' kitchen and Derek pins Stiles down and stiles gets really embarrassed abt it. And then at the end there's like a really cute line abt their hearts beating as one 🥺🥺

Hey! I hope you or your followers can help me out but I've been wracking my brain on this one for awhile trying to remember this fic where everyone loses their memory of Stiles' existence but this is where I get fuzzy on the details. All I can remember is that Stiles returns to his house and his dad threatens him because he doesn't recognize him and so he ends up at Derek's. IIRC, Derek doesn't actually recognize him either (he might reveal this right away or later?) but helps him anyhow?

Hi! Ive been trying to find this fic, it was a amnesia type fic and I believe Derek went to visit his family who live out of state, he planned on finally telling them about Stiles but hes in an accident, loses his memories, and his family starts trying to set him up on dates(?). I think some of his family were wellknown or famous or someone told Stiles about Derek going out and Stiles just assumes he'd wanted out of the relationship but didnt want to tell him. Its mostly the summary I remember😅

Hi, I'm looking for a fic where young Stiles meets Derek in the woods as a werewolf, helps him get back home, to thank Stiles he writes him a letter and Derek replies that they become pen pals. That's what I remember that's how it starts. thank you!

[dralamys]

- I love you… ❤️ - I know…💚 . Star Hogwarts crossover/ Halloween 🎃 Because it’s 4 of my favorite characters in 2 🖤 Happy Thursday everyone! . #dramione #dracomalfoy #hermionegranger #hogwarts #starwars #hansolo #princessleia https://www.instagram.com/p/CnPVp5-OEuj/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[darthgloris]

Hi! Here's my piece for the @starwars-arttrade-2023. @unhelpfulfemme this is for you, I hope you like it ❤️❤️

It's not much, but I figured that the Death Star is cold in the evenings 😅

[reylokisses]

I slept a lot better last night 🥳 That makes all the difference!

Thanks so much for your kind words yesterday @nathleeng @disney-marvel-starwars-blog @reyloaddict55 And @coquettechalamet’s post really cheered me up too! ❤️❤️❤️

[sanguinespirited]

Ooc ;;

Hey yall I'm sorry I haven't done anything here. Might be busy for a bit elsewhere, but I'm more active on Discord if you would like to see what I'm up to. If you have any interest in Star Wars, I've started a leadership position in an online club, and it'd be fun to drag some cool writers over there 😎 Link is below if you're interested. We do gaming, art, puzzles, fiction, rp, and you don't need to be a starwars supernerd to fit in. I'm definitely not. More fantasy.

Until the next time I pop up, love you all. I'm still lurking and reading you're cool threads, and I hope things are doing great for you ❤️

[little2nerdy]

thoughts after my first RWRB watch-through (SPOILERS!)

obviously, adaptations can't always be 100% faithful if they want to be less than like five hours long so there are things i wish had been there, however! this is my new comfort movie and i will be forcing everyone i know to watch it for the foreseeable future. here are some of my thoughts - there will be more.

things i loved

i loved the easter eggs from the book - lines taken straight from the page *chefs kiss*

Uma Thurman as president. need i say more?

the closet scene at the hospital

cornbread

the texts being read aloud and them being there but not really being there? ugh, i love.

the entire new year's party was so fucking good ("did he just say till the sweat drop down my balls?" - hrh prince dickhead)

THE RUGBY SCENE

the closet scene at the DNC (the way henry talks about telling his sister as if zara isn't having a heart attack right in front of him is fucking hilarious)

loved zahra so fucking much. the scene at the dnc? pure gold.

they referenced ellen making a power point post alex coming out which is good enough for me (plus the safe sex talk/lgbtq+ jargon was hilarious)

alex is reading one last stop while sitting in the hammock in texas

henry jumping into the lake instead of talking about his feelings has always been a mood and continues to be

the showing up in the middle of the night in the rain + the museum? so dramatic (they played the wrong song in the museum tho)

HISTORY HUH? !!!!!!! my little gay heart almost exploded

the ring + key exchange -> heart melted

THE EMAIL LEAK - there were tears in my eyes when henry found out let me tell you

alex's white house press conference speech post email leak was actually really good, its something that a queer person in America can only dream about

zahra calling shaan post email leak was *chefs kiss*

i know it was a change from the book but henry standing up for himself against Philip & his grandfather was so good

henry's yellow tie

ellen claremont being reelected made me cry because i know the likelyhood of a liberal female president in my lifetime is not something I'm bound to experience (its a scary time politically for queer people in the US so sue me for shedding a few tears over a fictional presidential election, ok?)

the bike ride to texas house post election ❤️

Things i missed

i needed more bea, percy, nora, and I NEEDED JUNE

why tf are alex's parents still together?

i know its because of copyright shit probably but i missed the starwars references and was really hoping for the mural at the end

i wish they'd done more with henry's nonprofit goals instead of just making him some washed up royal while alex was out there making moves

the email leak was such a pivitoal point in the book and i feel like they downplayed it so much. i needed the drama guys.

love stephen fry but where the fuck is henry's mom and the queen?

i missed nora's edible and energy drink fuled texas analysis at the end

i wanted to see them taking the royal couple photos

[audreygianelliart]

Hi folks❤️

I am close to finish my A5 @molotowheadquarters sketch book, that would be my first sketch book complete😜😂 can’t wait to see that 🫣

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Here another sketch to learn to handle the @ohuhuart markers and it still a pleasure to use them, with Queen Amidala character from STAR WARS, one of my favorite character to draw, with all her incredible costumes 😍

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#ohuhu #alcoholmarkers #drawing #audreygianelli #queenamidala #padmeamidala #natalieportman #starwars #starwarsthephantommenace #fanart

[drivestraight]

(for the writer ask anon thing) literally so many quotes from your writing stick with me but The One that I honestly think about multiple times a week is “Hungry. He has never felt hungrier. He could even eat a lion.” from all to play for… just like the perfect culmination of the entire series. i audibly gasped when i read that the first time. life changing. tho every pairing you write is so fucking good. a close second for me is from anatomy of a joke with the whole “Mark chuckles softly, shaking his head. “You know, I’ve never met anyone who’s wanted it as bad as you do,” he says, drumming his fingers on the mahogany table. He narrows his eyes. “But if I knew you any less, I’d think you didn’t want it at all.”” just bc it’s such good oscar characterization in my eyes and it just. rewired my neural circuits. ik you posted that v recently but it’s really stuck with me

i have been in so many fandoms over the years (esp big fandoms with lots of writers like star wars and hp) but you’re genuinely one of my absolute favourites. sorry for this long ass ask

tell me what fic lines you remember me for!

AH! yeah the lion line... literally it was a thing i came up with at the very last moment. like last line i wrote (before editing). and the last line of the fic/series. isn't that so crazy. it was all about hunger, and to the end he'll stay hungry... no matter what... objects in mirror was about love but more than all it was an ode to hunger and showing they can coexist but acknowledging the difficulties. etc etc. surprisingly even though i finished the series more than a year ago i could talk about it forever

and GOD YEAH! writing that line last week was like. i cooked a little bit. knew it immediately. that's the whole thing for oscar for me. someone who deeply deeply cares about winning etc but just doesn't show it as obviously as a lot of the others. glad to hear that people are still enjoying my recent fics <3

and whoaaaa !! big compliment... ik starwars and hp have some amazing writers (thinking about my drarry early 2022 era... what a time...), so ty very much ❤️❤️ never apologize for long asks! i love receiving them, even though i don't get to respond to all of my asks haha

[snippy-tano]

Dude. Okay. Your writing and Bad Batch season 2 got me in a real mood. I would love to get something with WRECKER and a tiny person that is super shy and not great in stressful situations. These are the Smol and Tol prompts I found that I would LOVE you to write.

1. Tol being in a hurry and picking A up (can't figure out if potato sack or football style would be funniest. Omg, just like straight up lifting them from behind by their legs, into a full on shoulder sit.) "alright let's go"

2. the shorter one being light enough to literally sleep (or rest on/whatever) the other without either of them being uncomfortable.

Whenever you get the time and motivation babe! ❤️❤️

AHHH! I’m back!

Sorry it took me so long to post again, I was going through a tough bout of writers block. I kept trying to work on prompts, but I was not getting anywhere. It was incredibly frustrating.

but! I prevailed! I’m happy to finally post this, which I believe is my first Wrecker one-shot :)

so please enjoy!! :)

(Also, I know the person who requested this irl and it was her bday a few days ago. I had wanted to get this out on her birthday, but I wasn’t able to. So sorry it’s late bb, but here it is! Hope you love it!!!!!!)

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Up and Down

“Wrecker! Put me down!” You cried, hand struggling for purchase against his broad back after he suddenly picked you up and tossed you over his shoulder.

“No time!” He yelled back as you were jostled abruptly. You let out a huff of annoyance, but didn’t protest further. His grip was steady and despite feeling a little off-center, you knew there was no way he was going to drop you. It would also take more time for him to put you down. It was probably safer for the both of you to just accept your current circumstances.

You were running from some mercenaries that seemed less than pleased about your involvement, and you supposed that you were moving too slowly. Still you hadn’t expected to be running as fast as you could one second and the next staring at Wrecker’s back.

There was the familiar sound of a blaster shot hitting nearby and you lifted your head to see the mercenaries had rounded the corner after you. Thankfully, your blaster was still in your hand when Wrecker picked you up, so you lifted the blaster and fired back. Most of your shots didn’t land, but you had never shot a blaster while being carried by someone else. And if you were being perfectly honest, it did help you feel better to at least be doing something, even if it wasn’t much.

A few of your shots did land however, earning a ‘whoops’ of joy from Wrecker that had a smile breaking across your face despite the fact that you were being shot at.

You were nearing the spaceport and could hear Hunter shouting for Tech to start up the ship. You tightened your grip on your blaster and fired a few more times, this time aiming more for the area around the mercenaries following you, showering them in a wave of sparks that had them slowing down to cover their faces.

“Wrecker? What are you doing?” Came Hunter’s surprised shout, followed by several quick blaster shots.

“Why does everyone keep asking that?!” Was all Wrecker said in response, his feet pounding loudly against the ground. There was an abrupt shift and you jolted as he bounded up the steps of the ship. Hunter followed right behind you, the door closing behind him and the ship lifting almost immediately.

Your world spun for a second time and you wavered when you found yourself back standing on your own two feet. Wrecker’s hands steadied your shoulders as you wobbled. His eyes were narrowed out of concern and you were quick to offer him a shy smile.

That was one thing you realized very quickly after meeting Wrecker.

He may come across as aloof or like he doesn’t pay attention to those around him, but he probably cares the most out of everyone you’ve ever met. And he does pay attention, closely.

“Care to explain yourself Wrecker?” Hunter said, cutting into the silent conversation going on. You instinctively took a step back and turned to the Sarge.

“Explain what?” Wrecker asked and you laughed lightly when Hunter only sighed.

“I think they’re perfectly capable of running themselves, without any help.” He gestured at you and Wrecker looked at you before looking back at his brother.

“But they’re short! That was much quicker!”

Your face fell into a pout. “I’m not that short.”

Wrecker let out a loud laugh. “Ha! Everyone is to me! Right Hunter?” He turned to his brother who let out another withering sigh before turning to head into the cockpit.

As soon as he was out of earshot (if that even mattered with Hunter), you let out a loud laugh, covering your mouth with your hand. Wrecker just continued to beam at you.

You continued to chuckle as you placed a hand on his arm. “It’s alright. You’re right in that one of your strides takes about three steps for me. Just next time, give me a warning.”

Wrecker laughed. “You got it!”

You walked away shaking your head with a smile on your face.

You had a strange feeling this was not going to be the last time you were in a situation like this. And you weren’t sure you were that upset about the idea.

As it turns out, it happened again a few rotations later.

You were deep in hyperspace and had a lot of time to kill, so you were reorganizing a storage closet that held most of your medical supplies. It had been a while since you last went through it, so there was a few expired items to toss, but for the most part, you were just cleaning and repacking everything.

It had been going smoothly, until you were left with the last shelf, which also happened to be the top one. There was a small crate you had used to get everything off of that shelf, but Tech was doing the same thing you were and had taken that crate to reorganize. So you were out of luck there.

You stood in front of the small closet, staring up at the shelf that was out of reach. You tried standing on the bottom shelf to reach, but it wasn’t sturdy enough and still wasn’t enough for you to reach. You let out a sigh, fresh out of ideas.

That’s when there was a rush of movement behind you. A pair of large hands fixed on your waist and lifted. You let out a gasp of surprise before finding yourself sitting, now significantly taller. You looked down and saw Wrecker’s face, once again beaming at you. Your hand gripped his shoulder and you let out a light laugh.

“Thanks big guy.” You said and he smiled wider, if that was possible.

He didn’t warn you, much like the first time. But you weren’t so upset about that. You knew that he was only trying to help and despite the abruptness and height change, you felt sturdy and safe with him. So you really couldn’t bring yourself to be mad at him. Especially not with him smiling at you like that.

You cleared your throat, ignoring just how warm his hands felt against your legs as he held you steady. “Forward please good sir.”

“You got it!” He said, taking a careful step closer to the closet. You let out a squeal as Wrecker bent down, still keeping you steady against his shoulder to grab one of the boxes with one hand. He handed it to you, returning his hand to your thigh. You felt your face warm slightly as you reached and placed the box on the top shelf.

You both repeated this process two more times until you were able to finish restocking the closet. When you finished, you gave Wrecker a pat on his shoulder and he took a step back before crouching down, helping you gently step back down onto solid ground.

You stepped away from him, brushing a stray piece of hair out of your face, feeling flushed. “Thanks Wrecker.” You said just a little breathless.

“Happy to help! Anything else you need?” He asked and you thought about it.

“Actually, there’s a light at the back of the ship that needs to be replaced. Tech said he would get to it, but that was a few rotations ago and I think he’s forgotten.” You said. “I’ve changed it before, but I could use a boost if you’ve got time?”

“Sure! Lead the way!”

You smiled at his enthusiasm, grabbing a spare light out of a nearby crate and leading him back to the dimmed light you had mentioned. Maybe this new revelation wasn’t so bad after all, especially if you got to spend more time with Wrecker.

After that, it became a regular occurrence.

As it turned out, there were so many things that could be accomplished with Wrecker’s help and ability to just lift you, among other things. You never needed a ladder for anything and it was clear Wrecker was enjoying every second of it. Far be it for you to deny him that happiness.

Although, you did start to notice just how much joy you felt spending that much time with Wrecker. Oh also started to notice just how much your stomach would knot when you were around him and how your heart would race.

That had been a new development.

And one you weren’t sure how to deal with.

You had accepted your growing feelings for Wrecker, but you still hadn’t decided if you were going to do anything about it. You wanted to, but there was something holding you back. You weren’t sure if he felt the same and frankly, you didn’t want to lose him as a friend or the rest of the Batch if it went poorly.

There was just too much at stake.

So you kept quiet, liked him from afar, and enjoyed the time you got to spend with him.

Until one night when things changed.

Just a little, but things did shift.

It was late aboard the Marauder. Everyone was asleep, except for you and Tech. You had taken first watch and Tech had joined you after a few hours of sleep to relieve you of your duties. He had taken his nap in the pilots chair while you had worked quietly in your makeshift med-bay/gathering space. He had appeared soon after you were growing sleepy, insisting you get some rest.

You hadn’t put up much of a fight, nodding sleepily and yawning as you set aside your datapad and shuffled in the direction of the bunks.

What you hadn’t expected was all the bunks to be full. Which you should have known was going to happen, but you were honestly so tired that it didn’t even cross your mind. You let out a sigh, running a hand across your weary face.

You had just turned to head back into the med-bay to curl up in the very uncomfortable chair there when a hand caught your wrist. You were startled at first, but relaxed when you turned around to see Wrecker blinking slowly at you.

“It’s okay big guy, go back to sleep.” You whispered before turning to leave again, but his grip held fast.

He gave your arm a tug and you stumbled towards him, sitting on the edge of the small bunk.

“Wrecker!” You hissed. “There’s not enough room!”

He only closed his eyes and huffed in response. His hand let go of your wrist only for both arms to enclose you completely and pull you towards him. You barely had time to react before you had settled against him, resting on top of him entirely.

Your heart was pounding in your chest, entire body tense.

“Wrecker? What are you doing? I’ll crush you!” You protested and he responded by sighing and lifting his hand to gently push your head down to rest against his chest.

“Nah.” He mumbled. “‘M fine. Sleep.”

Half of you wanted to leave, knowing this was taking everything a step further than you had expected. You also really didn’t want to answer the probing questions from the Batch when you both woke up.

But the other half of you was very quickly sinking into his embrace, eyes growing heavy and body relaxing. You were so incredibly warm and a fluttering feeling was brewing deep in your stomach.

The second half quickly won out as your eyes closed and you felt the warm embrace of both Wrecker and sleep welcome you. The last thing you heard before you slipped into sleep was Wrecker mumbling your name.

It was enough to send you into a deep sleep, surrounded by a warm, happy feeling.

And it was pretty much the best sleep you ever had.

The Batch did have questions in the morning. Mostly curious questions (from Tech and Omega) and teasing questions that had your cheeks flushing (from Echo and Hunter). But when you looked at Wrecker who smiled so warmly at you, you found that you really didn’t care what anyone else thought.

Wrecker was all you needed to worry about.

And if a few nights later you once again joined him in a bunk to sleep (and every other night after that), well, that was no one’s business but your own

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I'm doing a whole redesign of my tumblr page and I'll also be shifting my writing from Cod And Dr who to star wars stuff, I've always been into starwars but never really wrote stuff from it, and I'm loosing intrest for what Fandoms are there. The masterlists will still be up, but will be discontinued as I start writing for star wars :] I'll also begin writing for female readers but they won't be delicate, I'll write women as strong, independent and in all shapes and sizes because a woman is a woman, no matter how she was born or how big, tall or small she is ❤️