#Sophie I know I still have to do the other tag that you sent me....I'm not forgetting...I swear!

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8 AMAZING Ballet Moments From NBT’s HOTTEST Couple! (A Pas de Deux Epilogue)

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summary: The link arrives with a text from Adrian that reads, "👀🩰🔥."

a/n: surprise! it's an epilogue! I wasn't originally planning to write this, but then I got this comment (thank you, @ageappropriatefanperson - I'm answering a few of your questions, lol). And then I was watching a highlights video and... here we are. It was fun to visit these two again. Thank you @katareyoudrilling for being the best beta, as always!! I hope y'all enjoy Sophie and Andre as much as I enjoyed creating them. 🧡

chapter tags/warnings: fluff, flirting, touching, reader sits in Din's lap, cuddling, YouTube video, ballet terms, more links for y'all lol, kissing, fondling, pet names (sweetheart), couch sex, p-in-v sex, dirty talk

...

“What’s that?”

You feel Din come up behind you and lean in over your shoulder. You smile, leaning back against his chest. His arms immediately snake around your waist.

“Adrian sent it to me.” You angle your phone so he can see the title – 8 AMAZING Ballet Moments from NBT’s HOTTEST Couple! 

He huffs out a laugh and you feel his chest move against your back. ��S’that about us? Are we the hottest couple?”

You nod. “Obviously. Don’t you feel like the hottest couple? I mean, you’re definitely hot.” He laughs again at your teasing and squeezes you. “I was about to watch it. Should I get my computer?” 

Din hides his face in your neck and groans. “Yeah ok, I’ll watch it, too.”

You fish your computer out of a pile of Grogu’s drawings on the coffee table and lead Din to the couch. He pulls you down onto his lap, so you settle the laptop on your knees where you can both see it. You find the link on YouTube and take a deep breath.

“Ready?” you ask, and Din sighs. 

“Ready,” he says, sounding resigned, and you know it’s because he hates watching himself like this. You start to turn to look at him but he wraps his arms around your waist and presses a soft kiss behind your ear. “I’m ready,” he repeats, voice warmer. You smile as you hit play.

The video begins with a cute animated intro of two people doing ballet (and sometimes falling down and laughing). A scrolling text, like cheerful handwriting, declares, “Sophie and Andre Talk Ballet!”

The camera pans out to two people sitting behind a desk. There are a few cute ballet-themed knick-knacks on the desk, but it’s not cluttered. They both have microphones in front of them. The wall behind them is decorated with posters and art from famous ballets.

The person on the right is wearing a bright blue, fuzzy sweater and matching eyeliner. She has her hair in microbraids that are pulled back into a ponytail.

She speaks first, a cheerful, “hey y’all! I’m Sophie.”

The person on the left has short red hair and freckles. He’s wearing a navy button up that has small white flowers embroidered all over. He repeats her greeting with a broad smile, “and I’m Andre!”

Together, they say, “welcome!”

Sophie continues, “welcome to the next video in our series of amazing ballet moments. We’re really excited about this video because we’ve wanted to make it for a long time.” She turns to look at Andre.

He nods. “Sure did! But we had to wait until the end of the ballet season. It was torture!”

Sophie laughs and agrees. “it really was! But the season is done and now we can say for certain that these are THE 8 amazing ballet moments from…” She trails off and looks expectantly at her co-host.

Andre drums his hands lightly on the desk in front of him. “Drum roll please!” 

Sophie smiles and says, brightly, “Nevarro Ballet Theater’s hottest couple!”

Briefly the two hosts disappear as images of you and Din appear on screen. 

You recognize it immediately. It’s a pretty popular still from Kuiil’s pas de deux, with him holding you in the air. You’re looking at each other, though, and Din has a tiny smile on his face. 

It’s one of your favorites, too. Din presses a kiss into your neck and you know he agrees.

The image of you and Din moves backwards and becomes part of the background behind the two hosts.

Sophie continues, “ever since we had confirmation that these two are dating back in January, which, oh my god! That’s so perfect!” She makes a high pitched noise that makes Din groan behind you and you laugh. ‘Ever since then, we’ve wanted to make this video.”

Andre nods and waves his hand in the air. “That’s right! But we wanted to wait until the end of the season to see Giselle. And spoiler alert, Giselle is definitely in the top 8.” 

You tilt your head against Din’s, thinking about Giselle and smiling. You’re glad it made the top 8.

Sophie grins at her co-host. “Of course! So we’re going to share our favorite moments from these two from the last year and a half, since that’s about when Din Djarin joined NBT.”

They continue on to give a little more information about the two of you and your histories with NBT and CBC. You turn your head slightly and press your smile into Din’s hair. You know he’s thinking of his first few months at NBT, too, from the way his arms tighten just a bit and pull you closer to his chest.

“Alright, you know the drill – we’ll countdown from 8 to our number 1, and we’ll tell you why we chose each moment.” Andre winks at the camera. “Let us know what you think in the comments!”

A banner unfurls across the screen that says “#8 - Nutcracker.”

“That’s right,” Andre says, “our first - or last? - moment is this year’s Nutcracker!”

Sophie nods. “This was Din’s first year doing Nutcracker with NBT, since he joined just before the holiday season last season and wasn’t in the show.”

Andre points at the camera. “And he did not disappoint! Now, we all know the Russian dance, also called Trepak. It’s tough, and fast, and hell on the knees. It’s usually a very specific bit of choreography with very few changes. But Din really made it look easy and new. I mean, of course he did, we’ve seen him jump!”

“We all have, and what was especially interesting this year was that they turned parts of it into more of a solo to really showcase how he can fly.”

Andre nodded. “Here’s a clip of our favorite part.”

You elbow him when the clip starts because you just know he’s hidden his face again. The short clip that plays is of Din doing the flying barrel turns, and then it cuts to his leaps in second position. He groans into your neck and you laugh.

“Seriously, y’all, I don’t know that I’ve seen someone hit those jumps that well, like, ever.” Sophie sighs.

“And did you see how high he jumped? And that extension? The lines of his arms?” Andre sighed, too, and then they both laughed. “He’s amazing!”

“But so is his partner, who danced the lead in Marzipan for the second time this year.” A picture of you in Marzipan appears behind Sophie’s head.

“And she freaking killed it,” Andre says, slapping his hands on the table. “Last year was good, but this year was great. Marzipan is tricky because the lead has to be hitting different beats than the rest of the dancers, and sort of leading them at the same time. And she really blew us away. I mean, those turns?” He looks at Sophie, who nods. “Just watch.”

You feel Din’s head come up and it makes you laugh. He’s more than willing to watch you dance, of course. The clip is of a moment towards the end of Marzipan, where you’re doing turns center stage. You feel Din sigh behind you and he murmurs, “gorgeous,” into your hair. It reminds you of when he complimented you, way back at the beginning, when you first met. You turn to kiss his cheek.

“Amazing, right?” Sophie asks, and Andre nods. “So that’s our first moment. And for the second....”

Another banner unfurls across the screen that reads, “#7 - THE Bayadère solo.”’

Sophie spreads her hands out and says, “now, we couldn’t do this list justice if we didn’t feature some truly impressive solo moments from each half of our favorite pair.”

Andre nods. “We have more of them together, but in what world could we leave this one out? And you’ll see the rest coming up.”

Sophie leans towards the camera with a serious look on her face, and the camera zooms in on her. “And we know you all know this one! We could. Not. Stop. Talking about it when it happened, because it’s just that good. Back when he first joined NBT, Din did a medley of three of Solor’s variations from different versions of La Bayadère, all in a row, in a mixed program.” 

She leans back and the camera pans out to show Andre fanning himself. “I still can’t believe he did this. Three variations from one of the hardest roles, and all in a row? No breaks?” Andre slams his hand into his fist. “It was a statement.”

Sophie nods. “It was honestly the biggest and best fuck you to CBC that anyone could have asked for, after his dramatic exit. It was hey, look what you let slip through your fingers! And boy did they fumble huge here.”

“Yes!” Andre agrees. “And we did a whole video on that that we’ll link below. But back to the solos — from the moment the lights came up and he hit that first double cabriolet, it was like time stopped. He smashed it. Just completely owned these variations.”

“We almost couldn’t choose a favorite part, but we had to go with the double assemblé turns. First, they are crisp and clean and perfect. Second, they are part of the third variation out of three that he did with no breaks. Third, he does like 7 of them in a row. That’s wild.”

“Wild!” Andre almost shouts. “Just… just watch.”

You reach up to grab Din’s chin to make him watch, and turn to whisper in his ear, “I was standing in the wings watching this, mesmerized.” His arms tighten around your waist and you grin. “I mean, at the time I didn’t know yet – I was still worried about dancing with you. But you were beautiful.” 

You know he doesn’t like it when you say things like that about yourself, and as always he tucks himself around you tighter and shakes his head. 

“I know, Din, I don’t think like that anymore.” You cut off his protests with a kiss, and he responds with interest.

By the time you break away and turn back to the video, they’re already talking about moment #6. 

“...and that’s why we love her portrayal of Hermia.” Sophie has her hands clasped in front of her chest. 

“Its technically and artistically beautiful, of course, but the feeling!” Andre slumps dramatically over the table. “How does she do it? We could feel how tormented the character was just from the angle of her shoulders, I swear. Take a look.”

It’s a clip of your Hermia variation from Midsummer, from the year Din joined NBT. He sighs and presses a smile into your cheek. “Beautiful,” he says, and then presses a line of kisses down your neck. 

“Honestly it’s my favorite interpretation of Hermia, probably ever,” Sophie says. “It’s no surprise to us that she finally made principal this year!” You turn to try to hide your face in Din’s neck but he chuckles and kisses you instead.

“And our next moment brings our two favorites back together,” Andre says, and a banner unfurls that reads, “#5 - Raindrops.”

You’re surprised, and kind of pleased. Raindrops was Jee’s fall premiere, her brand new ballet, from this last NBT season. It was an ensemble ballet, and very contemporary, and you and Din had been one of three main pairs.  

“If you’ve been here a while, you know we loved this new ballet and we hope it sticks around in NBT’s repertoire. It is so, so beautiful!” Andre sighs a bit dreamily. “And we loved the way the choreography played to the strengths of each couple.”

Sophie nods. “We’ll link our whole video on Raindrops below. But right now we want to focus on the final duet, danced by our favorite pair. The whole ballet creates such an interesting world of movement that echoes rainfall, but these two really brought it home with this part.”

Andre sweeps his left arm out. “I don’t know how they did it, but it feels like the calm after a rainstorm. Just watch.”

You feel Din looking at this one, and you know he’s watching you on screen. You suppose that’s only fair, since you’re watching him. Jee had really blown everyone away with this choreography and you were looking forward to doing it again. Din hums contentedly as the Din on screen lifts you and you smile. 

“Ugh, it’s so gorgeous,” Sophie says, resting her chin in her hands. “I don’t even know what I want to say.”

“Sounds like it’s time for our next moment!” Andre laughs. The banner that unfurls on the screen reads, “#4 - La Bayadère (Again).”

“We were both surprised and not surprised when the fall schedule was released for NBT,” Andre says, raising his hands. He lifts his right hand and says, “surprised, because they’ve never done La Bayadère before.” He lifts his left hand and tilts his head. “Not surprised, because we all saw what Din can do with it in his first NBT performance.”

Sophie nods. “And we knew it would be amazing when we saw who was cast as Nikiya.” A picture appears on screen of the two of you dancing together as Solor and Nikiya. “This was an ambitious addition for NBT and wow did they knock it out of the park!”

“He brought all of that power and grace we saw in the solos,” Andre continues, “and she brought a deep emotionality to the technical performance Nikiya requires that really blew us away. She more than deserved the promotion to principal and this just shows that.”

“They’re right.” Din’s mouth tickled your neck as he whispers against it and you shiver. “Shit, you were so amazing as Nikiya.”

He had told you that many times during the rehearsals and the show itself but the praise still made you squirm in his lap. 

“THE moment we chose is from the end of act 2, Nikiya’s death scene. Ugh it’s so good and so freaking sad!” Sophie cups her face with her hands. “I can’t take it.”

Andre reaches over and they briefly hold hands. “I cried! We both cried! Her control - immaculate. His emotions - overflowing yet viciously contained.”

Sophie is nodding along. “Yes, they danced it so beautifully, and their skill really really shone here. And the feeling!”

Andre puts a hand up to his mouth as if to whisper to the audience. “And look, I know a lot of you started to ship them after a moment we’ll mention later,” — Sophie interrupts to shout “no spoilers!” — “but I think this performance alone launched a thousand ships.”

Sophie laughs. “And we’ll show you why — just look at how they look at each other!”

The clip that plays showcases a lot of your skill, it’s true, but also the longing looks you and Din had to give each other in this scene. 

“I want to say we were just acting,” you say, laughing, “but I can’t blame them for thinking we were in love already, when we actually were.”

Din nips at your neck and you yelp. He laughs. “Anyone with eyes can see how I feel when I look at you, sweetheart. And he’s supposed to be in love with her. I had a lot of personal experience to draw on.” 

You turn to kiss him, then, because what else would you do? You miss the rest of the commentary about La Bayadère, lost in Din. 

But then they capture your attention again. 

“And for our next moment…” Andre says, and the banner unfurls to reveal, “#3 - THE rehearsal.” 

“Ok, we know you’ve all seen it,” Sophie says, shrugging. “Everyone has! It’s still amazing.”

“Oh no,” Din groans, hiding his face in your neck. You can’t help but laugh. You reach up and bury your hand in his curls, trying to soothe him.

Andre winks at the camera. “It’s so, so good. And you know what we’re talking about — THE rehearsal.”

Sophie sighs. “Just let me say again, thank you to whoever filmed this and decided to share it with the world.”

Din is grumbling against your shoulder and you’re pretty sure you hear a muffled Adrian. You shake your head, smiling. Adrian had put it on his IG, sure, but that had been it. He hadn’t meant for it to go viral. Peli had teased Din about that for weeks.

“It’s the famous moment from January of this year, when we got a little sneaky behind-the-scenes look at an NBT rehearsal,” Andre says. “Later we all figured out that it was the beginning of rehearsals for Giselle. But at the time it was a mystery, and, well. Let’s just play the clip.”

Sophie nods. “Yes! I want to watch it again. And again.”

You know what’s coming before the clip starts. It’s clearly footage from a phone, snuck around the corner and into a rehearsal space through an open door. You even see the door jamb at first. 

In the center of the video are you and Din. You leap through the air and he catches you, grinning. It’s a grin he rarely shows in public but the full force of it is trained on you. You’re laughing as he catches you and flips you upright. The two of you lean into each other and giggle, clearly amused by how learning this particular lift is going. You remember that day — you couldn’t stop laughing, wrapped up in each other and how fun it is to try something new if he’s doing it with you. 

The cameraman (Adrian, your brain supplies) hushes someone off screen. At the same moment, you rise up on your toes and press a quick kiss to Din’s mouth. 

You feel him sigh behind you and you snuggle closer. 

On screen you start to move away, ready to practice again, but he pulls you back into another kiss.

The video cuts out there, and you know it’s because Adrian didn’t actually want footage of you making out. And you did make out, you remember, for quite a while after that.  

“And that’s how we all found out our ship was real! The hottest couple is real,” Andre laughs. “They are so freaking cute together.”

Sophie nods. “I love seeing a little peek into how they work on lifts. And the kiss!” She pretends to swoon, grinning. “So I hope they don’t mind but damn do we love that video.”

“Two more,” Adrian says, “and I bet you know what they are. But which one is number one?”

Sophie drums on the table as the next banner unfurls, and it says, “#2 - Giselle.”

“We told you it would be in the list and here it is!” Andre gestures widely with a smile. “NBT did a longer run of Giselle and so our two favs were not the only ones to dance the roles of Giselle and Albrecht. And everyone did an amazing job.”

Sophie nods. “But as we all know by now, these two have something special. And you could really feel it in the way he danced Albrecht. It’s a difficult, taxing, emotional role. We already did a video comparing his performances as Albrecht at NBT and CBC, which we’ll link below.”

Andre sighs. “He is so, so good in this role. We knew he would be, but damn. He has grown so much as a dancer since joining NBT — not technically, but emotionally. His first Albrecht was great, technically perfect in that usual CBC way. But this one? This one made me cry.”

“Exactly,” Sophie agrees. “He really hit another level with his performances this year with NBT and this was the high point. And he was already starting from such a high level!”

“And then our Giselle!” Andre slumps dramatically in his seat. “She blew us away. That is such a challenging role, and she didn’t just nail it. I feel like because of her performance I understand the ballet better now. And I’ve seen it approximately 1 million times.”

“Here, we’ll show you what we mean,” Sophie says, and the clip starts. 

Your face is warm from the compliments. They show two clips - one of Giselle’s descent into madness, and one of Albrecht dancing for his life. Din seems to have resigned himself to watching, but you know he’s enjoying it when he nudges his head against yours. 

“Seriously,” Sophie says when the clips end. “How? Their range! And wow what a difference from CBC’s Giselle for Din.”

Andre nods. “They showed us what they’re made of this year. And it was amazing.”

“And, one more! Our absolute favorite, forever…” Sophie winks at the camera.

A banner unfurls that reads, “#1 - THE pas de deux.”

“THE pas!” Adrian and Sophie say in unison, grinning. 

Then Sophie says, “ok well first, we already did a whole video on this pas de deux. We’ll link it below. But my god, this pas!”

Andre has a dreamy look in his eye. “They’ve performed it twice — once in last year’s anniversary gala, and once in the mixed program that opened this year’s fall season.”

“It is a true tour de force of technical skill, strength, and emotional connection. These two made magic on stage and somehow did it even better the second time.”

“It’s true,” Andre agrees. “I get chills just thinking about it. It’s not often you get to see two true masters of their art make something new together like this. To watch them truly create something wonderful together. But our favorite moment — after much deliberation — is from the first time they performed it, and from the 3rd movement.”

“It’s the famous one where they dance around each other, and then she leaps into his arms and gets lifted over his head.” Sophie shrugs. “Look, it’s famous for a reason! It’s gorgeous and emotional and a linchpin for the entire ballet, and for their character development in the story they create over the three parts.”

“It was honestly hard to believe, watching it at the time, that Din hadn’t been at NBT forever. That they’d only just met a few months before.” Andre makes an exaggerated confused face. “Like, how?” 

Sophie smirks at him. “Well, now we have more info…” 

“And we know they’re together,” Andre laughs. “I like to think they fell in love working on this pas. We’ll probably never know for sure, but it would be such an amazing love story. And back then we had no idea!” You feel Din laugh into your neck and you know he’s thinking what you’re thinking – if only they knew!

Sophie reaches over and pats his hand. “Ok, ok, enough from us, let’s play the clip.” 

Din looks up with no prompting this time. You both love Kuiil’s pas de deux and couldn’t hide it if you tried. 

“Look at you,” he murmurs, voice almost a growl, as you launch yourself towards him on the screen. “Beautiful.” He lifts one hand and turns your chin so he can catch your mouth in a kiss.

This kiss is not like the others you’ve shared while watching this video – it’s immediately hotter. Din teases at your mouth with his tongue and then slips inside when you gasp. 

Before you can protest – not that you would – Din reaches forward and closes the laptop, cutting off the video mid-word. He places it on the floor quickly and then uses that hand to tug you back into a kiss. 

You sink into it happily. You wondered sometimes if being with him would ever stop feeling like this. At this point, you doubt it.

Without breaking the kiss, Din grabs your hips and guides you to turn until you’re straddling his lap on the couch. His hands are big and warm on your hips and you sigh into his mouth.

“Beautiful,” he repeats, tugging you downwards. You grind against him and realize suddenly that he’s hard. 

“Din?” you ask, voice breathy. 

“Mm,” he says, wrapping his arms around your waist to hold you in place, pressed against him. “You know I love watching you dance. And they were right, you’re so fucking amazing.” 

You smile against his mouth and slide your hands up his neck and into his hair. “I love you,” you whisper against his mouth. He catches you in another fierce kiss.

“Love you too,” he breathes. Your chest fills with warmth, just like it does every time he says that. He keeps his left arm wrapped around you but begins to slide his right hand around your hip to the front. You’d been having a quiet morning, before the video, and your lounge shorts make it easy for him to slip his hand inside and cup your pussy. “So much.”

You throw your head back and grind down against his hand. You know he can feel how wet you are already. “Please,” you whine, not exactly sure what you’re asking for, but certain he would do anything you ask.

“Let me show you,” Din says, and tugs on your shorts. You lift up and kick them and your underwear off easily. When you sit back down you gasp – somehow, without you noticing, he’d pulled his sweatpants down. Your pussy drops down right against his hard cock. 

You move your hips back and forth slowly, reveling in the feeling of his cock sliding through your folds. 

“Look at you, sweetheart,” Din growls, voice admiring. He sneaks his hands under your t-shirt and pulls it off. “I love the way you look on my cock.”

You shiver – you can’t help it. You never can, not when Din talks like that. You’re floating. “Din,” you breathe, and he grasps your hips in his big hands. 

“I love the way your body moves,” he says leaning forward to press kisses along your collarbones. He nips at your shoulder. “I love the way it moves against mine. Love the line of your neck, the arch of your back.” He runs his tongue up your neck and sweeps his hand up your spine until he can grip the back of your neck. “Love the curve of your hips and the strength of your thighs.” He grasps your thigh with his free hand, opening your hips even wider. “Love the way our bodies move together.”

Din thrusts upwards and you gasp as the head of his cock nudges your clit.

“Fuck me,” you say, voice firm. You realize your eyes are closed and blink them open to look at him. He’s looking up at you with hungry eyes, mouth open. “Please, Din.”

He smiles at you, and you trace the shape of it with your eyes.

“Anything you want, sweetheart,” he promises as he nudges at your hip to lift upwards. You find the right position together easily – your bodies know each other so well, now, it’s effortless.

His cock notches at your entrance and his grip on the back of your neck gets firmer. “Look at me,” he demands, and you meet his eyes as you slowly and steadily sink down onto his cock.

When your hips meet his again, you realize you’re both panting, mouths open, staring at each other. 

Then he smiles.

Din tugs you forward into a kiss with his grip on your neck. As his hips thrust upwards, his tongue sweeps into your mouth and you moan.

He guides your hips upwards and sets a devastating pace that has you dropping your forehead on his shoulder, focusing on your breathing. It feels so good, it always feels so good. He knows just how to fuck you and he knows it.

“Just like that,” he says in your ear, voice low. “Fuck, sweetheart, just like that.” He thrusts upwards again and you whimper. “Do you feel it? How perfectly we fit together?”

You nod against his shoulder and he kisses your ear. 

“You always feel so fucking good,” he says, and you feel his hips stutter. Your bodies are so attuned to each other, it’s so easy for you to read how he’s getting close. And so are you.

It’s gathering down at the base of your spine, a heat that licks upwards and begins to fill every inch of you. 

“Made for me,” Din murmurs into your ear. “And I was made for you.” He squeezes the back of your neck and his next thrust sends the heat spiraling up your spine. 

“Din,” you cry, and you feel it wash over you in a wave of heat and pleasure so strong, it was always so fucking strong.

You hear him say your name as he thrusts upwards once, twice more, before stilling.

You’re both breathing hard, and you collapse forward onto him. He releases his grip on your neck and wraps his arms around you, pulling you tight against his chest.

“I love you,” he says again, and you smile into his neck.

“Love you, too,” you say. “Should we watch videos of our performances more often?” you tease, and you laugh when he groans. 

“Please, no,” he says into your hair, but you can tell he’s teasing. 

“Well,” you say, running your hand through his hair. “Maybe not around other people, if this is what happens.”

He laughs, and you grin. “Can’t help it,” he says, squeezing you tighter. “I love watching you.” His cock twitches inside of you and you gasp. 

“Din?” you ask, leaning back to look at him.

He’s smirking. “Why don’t you go lie down on the bed, sweetheart,” he says, and then kisses you. “And let me clean you up.”

You know exactly how he plans to clean you up, and you clench around him at the thought. He sucks in a sharp breath that you feel in his chest. “You have to let me up, first,” you say, wiggling in his arms. His cock starts to stiffen inside of you again and you grin. 

“Cute,” he murmurs against your lips, kissing you softly. He grasps your hips and thrusts up into you again. “Now get up, sweetheart. I need to clean you up before I get you dirty again.”

You laugh and do as he says.

...

a/n: all the links are in the text above so I don't think I have a ton to say, for once! I tried to pick things that showed what I was talking about, either the steps or the style. I hope you enjoyed it! I missed these two. 🥰

[werewolfsmile]

tysm for answering my qs about werewolf!eliot !! not to keep bugging you lol but i remember you mentioned in the tags of a post one time about a hc/au of parker being some sort of fae or otherworldly being who’s just kinda found herself here in the non-magical world - could you elaborate on that? like how come she’s in the non-fantasy part of the leverage universe, or whether the other characters know, etc? only if you want to of course, no pressure :) i’m really enjoying reading your posts about all these ideas!

You're welcome! And you're definitely not bugging me, I love getting the chance to ramble about my thought lol (werewolf!eliot post here) (link to the post and my tags that started this)

Honestly I don't have as clear ideas for Parker as I did for Eliot, but I imagine her being some kind of changeling or air/wind sprite that was left with humans for whatever reason.

(ooh i'm getting more ideas for this the more i think about it..)

okay, Parker is actually half-fey, half-human

no one really knows who her parents were or how she came to be on her own (me included lol), she was just found on a doorstep as a baby

the people who took her in had their own issues and the state eventually intervened and sent Parker into foster care

she found out at a very early age that she was different to other kids - she could move around without making a sound, she could fit into tiny spaces - all very helpful for a young girl in a foster system that was chewing her up and spitting her out

she also discovered that she could ... not turn invisible exactly, but she could be less visible if she wanted to be; all she has to do is think about not being seen and people's eyes just drift over her

Archie had absolutely no idea what she was when he got his hands on her, but even he knew that she was beyond just a gifted child

he only realised there was something magical about her after she fell off the roof of the warehouse he'd been training her in - then walked it off like it was no biggie

fey creatures love puzzles and riddles, so of course Parker has always had a natural affinity for puzzles (aka locks)

her super artistic talent is a trait that is Entirely Parker and, given that she entered a life of crime early and was surrounded by artistic masterpieces all the time, she never even considered that other people would draw/paint/whatever with any lower skill level

this contributes to her not understanding what the fuss is over art

she gave herself the name Parker when Archie met her and asked her name; it was the first thing that came to mind

she doesn't remember her birth name and isn't bothered by that in the slightest

Eliot was the first of the team to figure out she was fey - being a werewolf, he can smell and/or sense that kind of thing on others

Hardison suspected something was up with her, but then felt bad for thinking that, but then strange things kept happening around her so he started to keep a list ...

pretty much Hardison has a red-string conspiracy theory-style board of Parker Things. He's too terrified of offending her to ask her outright, but he's more convinced every day

(he's also more in love with her and just thinks her fey-ness is another thing to celebrate)

Parker finds Hardison's board of Parker Things and is utterly fascinated. It's like he understands her better than she understands herself. He's super flustered when he finds her poring over the board and tries to make excuses, but Parker's quick to steamroll over that and demands if he knows what she is

Eliot finds them 15 mins later, stuck in an endless loop of confusion over which of them actually knows what Parker is

he just rolls his eyes, says she's half-fey, it's obvious, like, "what? it's a very distinctive smell!"

which leads to how the hell would he know what the fey are and Eliot's like, oh crap, right, they still don't know I'm a werewolf whoops

Hardison and Parker stage a coming-out for her to Nate and Sophie

(Eliot refuses to be involved but still gets roped into carrying the banner. He's still finding glitter in his hair weeks later)

Sophie is thrilled about the reveal and confesses to being a siren (or some other supernatural/magical creature that can manipulate people, idk i have less thoughts about her than i do about parker)

Nate is all like are you kidding me right now what the hell is my life

after a lot of badgering, he confesses he didn't know about Parker, although he has been ... aware of magical beings for some time

no he will not be discussing this any further, can we just get back to the con now??

Parker finds that, now she's aware of her fey-ness, her magical abilities develop further

she doesn't quite gain the ability to fly but ... yeah okay, she can pretty much fly

she wants to test how far this flying ability goes - by, of course, jumping off tall buildings with Hardison in her arms (and no harness for either of them)

Hardison flat out refuses this, so Eliot somehow finds himself the unwilling victim

of course, Parker masters flying while carrying people in no time and proves it to Hardison by just grabbing him and jumping off a building one day

(he's still in therapy for it)

Parker also discovers she can make herself kind of ... misty

this skill is harder to learn but she's already been able to make her hand go misty and whoosh inside a lock

picking the lock is harder in this incorporeal state but Parker's instincts say there's a way to do this, so she keeps practising until she can pretty much disintegrate herself and float through locked doors to rematerialise on the other side

it's a nightmare for the whole team because, sure, it's not like locked doors stopped her in the past. But now she's so excited about it all the time that any concept of privacy completely leaves her brain and she jumps in and out of rooms and safes etc any time of day or night

Wow. This ended up longer than expected! Guess I did have some ideas about fey!Parker after all..

[the-way-astray]

I don't know if we're all sharing our journeys with you about how we came to our conclusions about Keefe and Fitz, but here's mine:

About a year ago I read Flashback for the first time and that was when I first started to realize that Keefe was manipulative (I know I know, it's a basic argument at this point and it makes people mad when it's brought up, but that's what I noticed, and I wasn't in the fandom so this revelation was.... revelatory?), but I still thought to myself, oh yeah that makes sense given his background (which I still do believe but now it's just too annoying for me idk), and then reading his POV in the Flashback short story, I thought to myself, 'huh, he's saying the perfect things, isn't he? Almost like it's propaganda or something....'

A bit later I went to the internet, and learned that it is very very popular to not like Fitz at all (though I had already seen that in the real world talking to other people in real life), and to compare him to Keefe a lot. So I think that's why I started disliking Keefe, the way so many people perceive him (and compare him to Fitz) just soured my opinion of him. And I know people like to say "you can like both!" And while I do agree with that I don't think that anyone who doesn't isn't less valid or less mature than those who do, which I think is the attitude of some people who make that argument.

Anyway. That is my story (I don't dislike anyone who likes Keefe and Fitz or who likes Keefe and dislikes/hates Fitz)

had to do a different graph for you since your opinion over time wasn't all over the place like summer's was.

the one summer sent was because i asked about her story specifically, but now that you mention it, i do want to know everyone’s stories about how they decided what their opinions on fitz and keefe are. i should create a tag . . . anyway send me your stories everybody! i’ll make you a messy little visual.

interesting that flashback was the book that made you see him as manipulative. i personally think it starts a lot earlier, and gets particularly bad in nightfall. and yeah, i talked about this in my rant, but shannon randomly decides to have keefe say all the perfect green flags in flashback/the short story to cover for the fact that his actions literally do not match his words.

i'm not a fan of the idea of a "basic argument" or "complex argument", i'm more of a fan of "valid argument" or "invalid argument". like if an argument is good, it's going to be repeated . . . because it's reliable? that should be a point in its favor not a strike against it. and i'd say saying keefe is manipulative is a perfectly valid argument. but i'm also heavily biased. obviously.

i’m gonna be so honest, i have no idea why people hate fitz so much. like yeah, he gets angry, but he does apologize and try to get better, which i don’t see with keefe. i don’t hate fitz haters and unlike a lot of people in keepblr, i actually respect them, but i don’t understand them.

there is definitely an attitude of people thinking you’re less mature or not as valid if you hate on fitz or keefe. i think, as long as you’re mature about it (and don’t send weird asks), you can dislike whoever you want, and you aren’t a bad person if you do. the idea of "you can like both!" is very true, but i think we do need to respect haters. and i'm not just saying that as a keefe hater. fitz haters (as long as they aren't being weird about it *cough* "Just because your gay doesnt mean Sophie is!!!" anon *cough cough*) deserve respect, as well. acting like hating a character is immature is ridiculous. they are fictional. they are not real. chill out.

oof, i just turned your ask into a rant. sorry . . . moving along . . . i, too, do not dislike you if you like keefe or hate fitz. i'm actually pretty neutral on fitz myself, wouldn't say i'm particularly insane or obsessed with him.

[darklinaforever]

Hey, I just want you to know that someone sent me this shit. I don't know what this person is talking about, but just know that some offended kid is clearly bored and spreading such nonsense. Because yes, it sounds like nonsense and anyone familiar with similar procedures knows this. Especially since it was sent to me for some reason, lol.

Thank you for letting me know about this and supporting me ! Besides, it will be sad to no longer have you among our regular accounts talking about HOTD / FIRE AND BLOOD, I will miss you a lot in that regard, it was always great to read your answers ! 🥰

Otherwise, other than that, to get back to this damn message... I guess this is the perfect time to tell the whole story ?

Basically everything starting with the fact that I didn't know (and still don't know) how to take the gender change from Michael (a male character who has existed since 2004 and whom I have personally loved for several years already) to Michaela Stirling and that I was hoping that Sophie Beckett's character wouldn't undergo that kind of change no. more in the future, as many people were hoping to see her become a man on screen (and thank god that apparently won't happen) for a romance with Benedict. This kind of opinion has caused me to be insulted as a homophobe and queerphobe in general.

Why is this important when we are talking about a story of plagiarism ? You will understand.

The fact is that I am not homophobic or queerphobic. Those who follow me have already seen me posting on queer community posts and talking about my frustration with queerbaiting. Not only that but also know that I am a bi woman. (And contrary to what the antis say, no that's not a lie to be able to better spread my anti-LGBT remarks, which I have never had !)

As for this plagiarism thing, it turns out that someone (apparently named Grace, so we'll call her that now) accused me of plagiarizing her post that I liked, my own post having been post a few hours later after her own post :

Except I'm sorry, I didn't plagiarize anything at all.

Yes I liked her post, but I also liked other posts with almost the same arguments. By the time I wrote my post, his had disappeared from my memory, drowned in tons of others that I had liked.

This person basically acted as if I had written my post while looking at theirs, which is, as you will have gathered, not true.

The fact is that it is logical that the arguments are found when we talk about canonical events that happened in a show that we have all seen and a book that we have all read for the most part. We literally state canon things in these two formats. Logically it looks similar.

Also, officially, the reason I wrote this post is because, like I said, I saw a conversation talking about the topic : Will the plot be the same despite the gender change by Michael ? Essentially, that make me write my little post was this.

So Grace came in the comments and reblogs on this post to accuse me of plagiarism and I basically told her that well no, without being particularly mean or rude in my opinion, and only one person that I know of came to take my defense in comment @theweeklydiscourse and once again, she was polite and not mean. If you don't believe me, here's the conversation in the comments section :

Then, this person decided to publish a post asking for a second opinion / others opinions, to confirm whether or not I had plagiarized her.

I wasn't active at the time when she had to do it, and when I went there (since she had essentially tagged my name, obviously I had gotten the notification) she had blocked the comments and reblogged on her post.

Then later her account could no longer be found. I thought she had blocked me.

And that's when I received the news in anonymous that she was in the hospital because she hurt herself, because I apparently had harassed her, had encouraged my friends to also do this, that she would have received insults and death threats in comments and also private messages, etc.

And if all this (the party where she received hateful comments and private messages up to death threats) is true (because I remind you that we do not have proof that this is the case !) I have absolutely nothing to do with it.

Maybe yes, it's possible that Grace received hate messages from my community, or not from my community for that matter, because in the end we don't know since she deleted everything. But the fact is, whatever was in those comments, I know absolutely nothing about it.

I repeat I did not harass this girl or encourage anyone to do so !

Having myself been the victim of harassment almost throughout my schooling and having also had problems on tumblr, I can assure you that I will never encourage anyone to harass !

And the fact is that now I receive tons of hate messages, accusing me of plagiarizing people in a general way, of being anti LGBT, of pretending to be Bi to spread my LGBT hatred in tumblr. To advocate pedophilia (because I like Sareth and Sessrin I guess ?) incest, (because I like Daemyra and Borgiacest I guess ? In addition to writing a story myself with an incestuous romance between brother and sister in a fantasy world ?) abuse of all kinds, etc. (We really need to teach these people that liking things in fiction has nothing to do with real life...) That me and my community are disgusting. That I harass many people and encourage my followers to do so. That I have no life. That I am trashy, disturbing, etc.

Not to mention that the friend of this so-called Grace herself accuses me of all these things. Even going as to say that I am heartless ! I still remind you that overall this is what I said :

How the hell does that make me heartless ?

And all this hatred, who showed up after the first message from this so-called friend of Grace, obviously coming from pompous moral superiority, literally comes from people who also proudly claim that they created a discord account on me to spit on me. (And this apparently comes from Rhaenicent stans and therefore from a community linked to HOTD...)

Do you realize the paradox and the hypocrisy of all that ?

And obviously, these same people are actually also going to insult Grace for being "an anti-LGBT person". Because if I "plagiarized" it since I am accused of making anti-LGBT remarks, according to them it would be obvious that the person I plagiarized is also anti-LGBT.

What is false, her message which was also the only one that she had published on her account I specify, did not contain any mention of the LGBT community but in fact speaks, like mine, generally of the fact that the basis of the relationship Fran x John x Michael was different from the book, and indeed, it wasn't the same thing.

(Something that has once again been noted a lot on the networks in general. Hell, even my friend who doesn't have the networks deduced the same things !)

So not only am I accused of homophobia but also this person, whose drama these weirdos are using (if it's true once again) to try to take me down more than they already do. They say she's pathetic, and who knows maybe she'll kill herself, lol ! Essentially, their words, not mine :

Essentially, this is all just an excuse for the antis to basically, well, harass me again. Because at this point, that's what's happening. Did you still see what @nrilliree received ? It’s the fucking upside down world after all. (Besides, that makes me laugh... I'm not allowed to like several fandoms ? It's a crime to like several things on tumblr now ? What a joke...)

Why do trolls like me so much ? I don't understand ! 😂

The point is, I'm going to repeat what I've already said :

It's not very complicated to understand anyway ?

I wanted to give my overall version of the facts. Now you do what you want with it. The fact is that I know very well what is going on and I have a clear conscience. In any case, I thank everyone who supports me. You are adorable and I all love you very much !!!

[izloveshorses]

You saw Materialists too!!! 😭

I’m so mad that movie went over so many peoples heads, it was so much deeper than Lucy just “picking the broke guy” but I’m so happy critics and many others loved it and saw the truth and beauty in it.

Like John represents all of the people who life didn’t go the way society standards say they would or should. Life happens, trauma happens, broken dreams happen, shit happens, people still deserve real love even if they don’t fit in the boxes or check off the marks in what’s logically equal to love, but real love, there is NO MATH, but the even bigger thing people missed is how when you have someone you love who loves you back, it makes you want to be better. I think John was burnt out, exhausted, dealing with life, lack of a career, losing the girl of his dreams so her coming back and him seeing what his “technical” competition was, did make him evaluate his life, but he was never going to force Lucy to love him.

Lucy realized love over not only money so to speak, like let’s not act like John was completely broke, he wasn’t homeless, he had some money and a car, and in this economy that’s a lot. 😂

But noticed how he knew when something was wrong with Lucy, literally stopped what he was doing when she called upset, like Harry had money and stuff, but he had his own insecurities and I loved their dinner date convo, damn what a great movie, I could go on and on.

Ooh and that piece of shit that hurt Sophie, the big message of someone or some people can look great on paper but be evil pieces of shit in real life!!!! 🚩‼️

Umm…I hear it’s coming to streaming this month, probably HBO Max or Prime, so look out for that. I’m so journaling when I watch, so many things we don’t speak about out loud, but yeah anyone saying this movie sucked, missed the point or only saw the surface level and are probably the reason the dating world is the way it is. 😮‍💨🤭

omg anon, i'm so glad you sent this because when i checked the tag all there was was pedro pascal x reader fics 😭 which like, respect, u do u, whatever, but i was ready to have an intellectual conversation about what turned out to be imo a really good movie lol. so thank you <3

i'm only vaguely aware of the criticism, but it makes me laugh bc like. why are we just now caring about choosing the poor man. it's basic underdog unexpected love interest writing. isn't the whole point of the film about choosing someone to be with without trying to rationalize why?? it's literally in the title-- materialism won't make you happy. why is the theme of unconditional love and making it work so hard to comprehend??

also this criticism sounds really classist to me 💀 i know stability is important, i get it, i have read jane austen. but i think ignoring the love of your life just because he can't afford michelin star restaurants is a little shitty 😭

and it's taking away from idk my personal biggest takeaway from the film, which is the stuff with sophie!! until the mention of her client being assaulted, the movie was a pretty basic love triangle romcom. hot new charming rich guy, tragic past love/best friend, uninteresting and vapid female lead. UNTIL her client gets assaulted. they handled this part of the story really well imo and in a very realistic way, commenting on how it happens so often her employer hardly bats an eye, how like you said on paper he looked respectable until he wasn't, how women leave 'unattractive' women behind. this made me literally sit forward in my seat. suddenly our little nyc romcom has substance, you know? introducing real world problems into the idyllic fantasy of romance made this movie stand out in a really wonderful way to me.

this is what i want to talk about more than the 'broke ass man' debate. a movie about a woman learning the very system she works for puts other women into dangerous situations without anyone willing to make much of an effort to change that, and also learning to lift up other women she had deemed 'beneath' her in a materialist (tehe) way, is a much more interesting and relevant discussion to me than the men. idk.

[helloanime247-blog]

45 Questions!

Thanks for the tag @yuratchkaplisetskys and @akatsuki3519! My answers to these questions are going to make me sound like such a loser..........! ^^’ Oh well......here we go! ^^’

THE LAST

1. Drink: Water!! I just came back from having dinner in a restaurant with my Mum, and I drank nearly the whole bottle of water!! ^^' I actually don't really drink minerals, as I find them too sweet. Coca-Cola is the WORST fizzy drink, I don't understand why it's so popular.

2. Phone call: My sister, she called me as she wanted to know which Ty I was looking for in McDonald's. I'm currently collecting their Happy Meal toys.....don't judge me!! ^^'

3. Text message: My friend just texted me to wish me a Happy Christmas, he then proceeded to tell me that I didn't deserve to get any presents from Santa Claus.....hahaha!!

4. Song you listened to:  I was also just listening to ‘Hello, World!’ by Bump of Chicken......SNAP!! :P All of the openings and endings from 'Kekkai Sensen' are just really GREAT! I'm also a huge fan of the background music used in that anime!

5. Time you cried: Emmmmmmmmmm......this is going to sound really sappy, but I actually cried two weeks after my sister moved out!! I was sitting down drinking a cup of tea, and it suddenly hit me that she was never going to live with us again. Jeez, I just got so emotional!! T.T ^^' She stayed over one night when my parents were away.....and she did so many things that bugged that I was actually glad to see her leave.......only joking.....well sort of!! ;)

6. Dated someone twice: No!! XD

7. Kissed someone and regretted: I have actually never kissed anyone in a romantic way.....lol!! I've just never really liked somebody before like that, therefore, I don't feel a need to kiss anybody........yes.....I really am that strange!! XD :P

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8. Been cheated on: No.

9. Lost someone special: My Grandmother died a couple of years ago, however, I wasn't that close to her, I saw her probably once a year....she wasn't really the cuddly Grandmother type!! My rabbit (BK) died last year, and it was one of the most upsetting days of my whole life! </3 My Dad and him were really close (BK truly loved my Dad), and he actually died in my Dad's arms.......okay.....I can feel the tears pricking my eyes right now!! T.T

10. Been depressed: Yes, however, I sort of feel like my life is going to change soon for the better, fingers crossed that that actually happens!!

11. Gotten drunk and thrown up: I don't really drink, therefore, I have never gotten to the stage where I was so drunk that I threw up!

3 FAVOURITE COLOURS

12. Blue,

13. Purple

14. Turquoise green

IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU

15. Made new friends: I was fortunate enough to meet some really nice, genuine people!

16. Fallen out of love: No.

17. Laughed until you cried: I was playing Cluedo the other day, and something happened that made me laugh so hard, I actually had tears streaming down my face!! Just incase you were wondering, I won the game....I'm actually a very competitive board game player....hahaha!! ^^'

18. Found out someone was talking about you: I don't care if people talk about me, they probably have......but once I'm being true to myself then I can't really ask for anything else.

19. Met someone who changed you: Emmmmmmm......I don't think so!

20. Found out who your friends are: To be honest, I always knew who my real friends were.

21. Kissed someone on your Facebook list: Most definitely not.......!! ^^'

22. How many of your facebook friends do you know in real life: Yep, I know all of them.

23. Do you have any pets: I have a rabbit, he's just such a precious cinnamon roll! <33333333333333

24. Do you want to change your name: No, I'm okay with being called Rachel.

25. What did you do for your last birthday: I don't think I really did anything, I met up with my friend for coffee, he didn't know it was my birthday though.

26. What time did you wake up: I woke up at 6:00am...purely because I wanted to watch 'Ouran High School Host Club'! It's turning into my Christmas tradition to watch that anime! ^^'

27. What were you doing at midnight last night: I was watching 'Itsudatte Bokura no Koi wa 10 cm Datta' (Our Love has always been 10 centimeters apart).

28. Name something you can’t wait for: To go to college to study something that I'm passionate about.

29. When was the last time you saw your mom: Well, she just came into the dining room to see if I wanted a cup of tea!!

31. What are you listening to right now: I'm currently listening to 'Sugar Song and Bitter Step' by Unison Square Garden.

32. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: Yes, I know quite a few Toms.

33. Something that is getting on your nerves: RUDE people! I went into town today, and I said, 'Excuse me, please' to this lady.......and she totally ignored me....like wth! I sometimes really hate the human race.

34. Most visited website: AmiAmi/Mandarake.....I have a figure addiction problem!! ^^'

35. Hair colour: I think my hair colour is mousy brown.

36. Long or short hair: Short hair.

37. Do you have a crush on someone: Not really, no!

38. What do you like about yourself: I'm not sure....hahaha!! ^^'

39. Want any piercings: YES, I really really want to get a scaffold in at least one of my ears. I also want to get the top of my ear re-pierced...as it closed up on me a couple of months ago.

40. Blood type: I think I'm A positive......I'm not sure though!!

41. Nickname: Some people call me Rach...!

42. Relationship status: Single

43. Zodiac: Taurus

44. Pronouns: She/her

45. Favourite TV show: Ahhhhhh....it's really hard to choose just one! I'm currently enjoying watching 'Code Geass'! I don't really watch TV, however, I was just watching this documentary about Harry Potter and it was really enjoyable.

Thanks for the tag once again! <3333 

[iwavibes]

𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐘 𝐒𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑�� ;; twelve

----haikyuu social media au

iwaizumi y/n, nekoma's second year manager, has always been in love with kozume kenma. in an attempt to get her to move on, her two best friends introduce her to the prettiest boys they know.

besides, the only way to move on is to actually move on, right?

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NOTE: kinda don't like this chapter but it's the only one we've got KSKSKSK // 1/2 of the extra updates as a thank you for 100+ followers 💞

word count: 900+

"It looks like it's just us today." You say, lifting your head up to a very confused Akaashi.

"That's weird. Bokuto said they'll be here." He takes a bite off the onigiri in his hands, eyes trained on you.

"Apparently, Kenma is sick so Bo and Kuroo are taking care of him." You show him the text Kuroo sent you.

He nodded his head in understanding. "I hope he gets better soon."

"Do you want to go somewhere? We're here anyways."

Akaashi paused in thought. He didn't really know where he wanted to go, he was under the impression that Kuroo and Bokuto would just drag everyone to wherever they like like always do. Still, one place always came to mind as one of his favorite spots to go to.

"A book cafe?" You ask, the moment you entered the small secluded shop, the strong scent of coffee engulfing your senses in an instant. The walls were adorned with bookshelves and a variety of framed paintings.

"Is this okay? If you don't like it we can always walk around…" he suggested shyly, avoiding your gaze as he did so. You couldn't help but smile at his bashful appearance.

"No… I think it's great, really." You assure him. His lips stretched into a small smile and you hate to admit how attractive it made him look.

"That's good to hear…" he trailed off, "we should go find a table. I'll go buy our drinks. What will you have?"

"Chocolate Milk?"

He nodded his head before walking to the counter, that left you to look for a spot to sit. You chose one right at the edge of the cafe, near a bookshelf. You figured Akaashi would like to be somewhere near the books. And you were right, the smile that settled on his lips said a lot and also the way he hurriedly walked to the nearest shelf. You found it adorable.

You've never been here but it was very peaceful. A comforting type of quietness settles around the shop and everything just seemed to give off a very warm feeling. You liked the sweetness of your beverage and how it oddly matched with the lofi songs currently playing.

You hear the chair in front of you creak and your eyes fall to Akaashi. His hands held a dark red leather bound book. There was no title on it but you see the way his eyes trained on the pages as if he was soaking up every word the book displayed.

"Read to me." The words leave your lips before you could stop them. You flinched in surprise at your own voice, looking over to Akaashi whose cerulean eyes bore into yours. "If it's okay."

You seem him nod in reply, leaning closer to you as he recited the words. You found yourself staring at him, the syllables falling from his lips like a harmonious song, you could listen to it for a long time.

This went on for a few more moments with the two of you drinking your drinks from time to time until he finished. Your eyes never left his frame, not even when he read out the last paragraph in his melodic voice.

"We are nothing more than specks in the wind. Small dusts carried away by the breath of time. Our names will be forgotten eventually and the people we look up to will be nothing more than distant memories of the people who once knew them. But for once, in this insignificant life of mine, I want to be remembered. I want to be remembered by my smile, my laugh, my touch and my gaze. I want you to remember me." He lifted his focus from the page to your awaiting eyes.

"You have a really nice voice." You tell him. Akaashi's brain seemed to have stopped working at the sound of your compliment, his body tensing up a bit but not enough to be noticed by you.

"Thank you, y/n." He replied. He looked to the watch that hung on the wall behind you, the clock displaying that it was already almost 6PM. "It looks like we've been here for a long time."

You turned towards the window, seeing the sky already turning dark. You hummed, "looks like we did."

"Let me walk you home." He offered, already standing up from his seat. You chuckled before nodding your head, saying 'sure' under your breath.

The stars glowed brightly over the dark sky, a mish mash of constellations already peeking into view. Akaashi is very observant so when you suddenly grew quiet by looking at the stars, it didn't take long for him to notice. In his mind you must be disappointed with the day's events.

"I'm sorry we didn't get to do something you like." He spoke up, looking down on the ground.

You let out a small puff of air through your nose as if you expected this reaction. A genuine smile bloomed in your features as you slightly tug on his arm to look at you. "It's okay, Akaashi. I enjoyed this day with you."

He could feel his cheeks heat up at your words. If you asked him what his brain was like right now, he might say it looked like that one meme with all those mini SpongeBobs panicking because that's exactly how he feels; like his brain cells were scrambling all over the place.

He certainly didn't expect that. How could you look at him like that? What was that in your eyes? What was he feeling? He barely knew you before this, hell you never talked this much face to face until today, yet you've somehow sparked something within him. What it is, he doesn't know yet.

"I-I'm really happy to hear that, y/n." He stammers a bit, mostly because of his thoughts but also the way you still held on to him. It felt like a small fire on his side. A soft burn in the cold night.

"Thank you, Akaashi." You grin cheekily at him. "I'm kinda glad the others aren't here to be honest. Knowing Kuroo, we would've probably been kicked out." And then you finally let go, Akaashi's head seemed to have finally cleared as you did so.

Akaashi laughed, eyes crinkling into perfect crescents as his smile grew wider. It looked like his whole face glowed with it. You kinda liked the way it looked on him.

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[knockknockchicagopd]

A SERIE WITH HANK VOIGHT. CHAPTER I.

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❚❙ A/N: this writing hasn’t been edited, you may find some grammar mistakes, I’m sorry about that. If you find a description about body or a word out of place, or something that it makes you feel uncomfortable / unrepresented, let me know by a private message and I will change it delighted.

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Grabbing your backpack once you have kept all you need before going to work, you go downstairs following the smell of freshly made coffee. People in the hospital aren't wrong, it's like a drug. You have never been a big fan of coffee till you started to work in the Chicago Med. Since then, you always have a cup in your hands. Checking the hour in your phone, you calculate how many minutes are left for your shift to start. This morning you have woken an hour earlier than normally and seems like you have the house for your own, after Charlotte and Elizabeth have already left for their Firehouse.

Placing your stuff close to the door, you lead your barefoot to the kitchen to have a cup and pour some black hot coffee in it. Sitting over the counter, you spend your time checking some emails from Doctor Manning, your sponsor at Emergencies; test results, consultations and information about your practices in your free time. She is helping you more than anyone in your life with your career, keeping your head focused and your ideas firm.

The doorbell rings, making you raise both eyes from the screen. You're not expecting any visit and the postman came a while ago, and for an instant you're tempted to not open the door and continue with your coffee in silence, but your curiosity ends up winning. Leaving the mug over the counter, you attend to the call. But what you find pushes you into a surprised shock. Hank Voight.

The last time you saw him was the morning before to be arrested. The long hours locked in an interview room, being interrogated about his plans and his shenanigans, come to your head in a sight. The police ‘kindly invited’ you to the District to talk about him. They offered you a deal in exchange for information about him. But you rejected it. Not because you were in love with him, but because you didn't know much more than them and, even so, you're not a whistle-blower. He helped you when everybody turned their backs on you, after being falsely accused of stealing meds from your ambulance, when you worked as a paramedic. You didn't owe him any kind of favor, he didn't ask you to hide his shit. You did it because you want.

But you haven't known anything from him during the last year, more than a couple talks you have had with Erin. He rejected all your visits in jail, never responded to your calls or your letters. Nothing. And now, he is in front of you. Serious grimace as always, looking rested, wearing that dark blue plaid shirt he was wearing on your first date. You remember to tell him how much you liked that shirt, how good he looked with it on. Traveling down your eyes, the badge on his belt next to the buckle earns all your attention. And you can't feel more confused.

Hank Voight being a cop? Again? How is it possible? Who took him out of jail? You knew that his sentence was from six to eight years. It's been just a month and he's walking free again. The pressure inside your chest, racing up your heart, prevents you from breathing with normalcy. Licking your bottom lip, you try to say something but nothing comes from your mouth.

“May I come in?”

Biting the inside of your cheek, you give him enough space to walk inside before closing the door again, behind your back. You want to punch him, shoot him, stab him (...), but you also want to hug him and kiss him, and know how he has been. When you knew he was being sent to Stateville, you thought you would never see him again. It doesn't matter who he was, what he did and who he helped to, he was a cop. And cops don't survive in jail.

“I heard you jumped from the ambulance to the Chicago Med”.

Hank is taking a look at your living room with curiosity, keeping his hands inside the pocket of his black jeans, turning around to rest his waist against the back of one of the sofas there. Raising an eyebrow you can't believe he has heard things about you and that he still cares. You nod in silence as crossing your arms over your chest with your lips pressed.

“I feel proud of you”. He utters then, shrugging briefly. “I always knew you'd be a good doctor. Is in your veins”.

“What are you doing here, Hank?” Putting away the quackery by waving a hand close to your chest, you can't help but tilt your head with confusion.

“I've missed you”.

As soon as he pronounces these words, a bitter and sarcastic laugh from you fills up the place. Shaking your head and rubbing the bridge of your nose, you can't believe this incompressible situation you are in. He stands up with the clear intention of coming closer, he stops dead when you raise both hands between the two of you while taking a step back.

“One year, Hank. One damn year waiting for… anything from you. A call, a text, a letter… Anything!”

“Erin was in contact with you”.

“Should I be… thankful?”

“I didn't want you to get implied”.

“Bullshit. I was since I decided to be by your side. The cops didn't handcuff me because I was working in the fifty-one and Boden knows my family, and knows me since I'm a kid”.

“Yeah, Erin told me 'bout that”. He pulls his gaze away for a moment, rubbing his right cheek. “You covered my back”.

“And you kicked my ass”.

“I wanted to protect you”

“You didn't! You pushed me away! You abandoned me!”

Hiding your face into your hands, you can't help but feel impotence being aware that you still love him after all. You really thought that he cared about you, that all the promises he made once would become real. But then, he suddenly cut any contact with you, for the exception of Erin. Raising your reddened eyes, you watch him grabbing a cardboard fold from under his jacket, to offer it to you.

“I didn't. I put you under protection. That was part of my deal with the State Attorney. Three cops have been following you all day since I walked into Stateville”.

Stupefy and looking at him with parted lips, feeling your lungs out of air for a second, you hold the fold to open it. Pictures, monthly reports, a copy of your tests for the EMT (...).

“Listen now, I was trying to survive. I was trying to have a plan before talking with you, but it took me more than I thought it could. I blinked and I was out of jail again. I'm leading the Intelligence Unit in the twenty-one now, and you're the first person I've seen besides my unit”. Carefully, Hank takes a step closer to you, slowly, hoping you don't take another back. “You've been the reason why I've been fighting all this time and I ain't pretending to come and change your life for a sudden. Only, to make sure you're good”.

“I wasn't. And I'm not”.

Slamming the fold against his chest, you try to walk away from him, but he stops you. He has that look in his eyes that tells you he's not going to leave you again. As his fingers get closed around your forearm, you try to contain the tears. His hand caresses your skin so softly that gives you chills, bristling it, till lacing his fingers with yours. Your heart jumps, just like it did the first time he held your hand that cold night of October two years ago, after insisting on driving you home.

“I've to come back to the Unit”. Hank whispers bending his head towards yours. “I can pick you up tonight. Have dinner. Talk. I will answer any question you have, I promise”.

He lands his other hand on the back of your neck, pressing his rough lips on your forehead, feeling his thumb stroking the back of your hand so tenderly that the only thing you want is to run away with him far from Chicago, far from Illinois and, why not? Far from the United States.

“One thing I want to make very clear, sweetheart. I never stopped loving you... Tell me you know it”.

“I do”. You sniff nodding, not being capable of looking up at him.

“If you don't want to see me again, but you need my help one day, don't hesitate”.

As soon as Hank abandons your house, your heart collapses, breaking into a bittersweet crying not knowing what to do. Not knowing to whom you can talk about it. Not knowing how to confront the mix of feelings and sensations dancing inside your chest, barely breathing as the whinings become louder. Holding the fold closer to your torso, you drag your feet over the parquet back to the kitchen trying to find a solution to all this mess.

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okay it's getting late and i'm only just finished with chapter 6- but quil best writer award when???

seriously though i haven't been invested in kotlc in a short while because of other stuff and the lack of new official content, but dang- this is really good- it's like a full book! like full- with the storyline, and the wording, and the development! i checked the wordcount before i started reading- and quil... you WROTE A WHOLE BOOK?! you're still writing a book!

I just- wow!

anyways i'll be back to finish this in the next few days, but i'm super excited to catch up and i'm super excited for dragon wings marella lol

i think you should know that every time I answer one of these I have to pull up the chapter you're talking about in a different tab because i never remember what happens in each one. You probably know what happens in the first chapters better than I do tbh, which I think is hilarious. but back to what you're saying

"quil best writer award when." I'm. I am floored. I am speechless. I am so flattered. this is such high praise!! i am just a funky little guy writing some funky little words!! I feel I must confess this: I actually hardly edit the au at all. ever. when I say I'm "editing" I actually mean "I'm reading it once to see if there's obvious things wrong or things I want to explain more" but that's it. every chapter has just been a first draft, go with the flow kinda thing. and yet!! here we are!! I don't even know what i'd do with a best writer award--probably put it next to the new dragon on my bookshelf so they could vibe. I don't know if what i'm saying makes any sense, but ahh!! thank you!!

I will single-handedly rebuild the fandom during this content drought and reel you all back in with my novel-length fanfiction /j. okay but honestly the wings au is probably gonna turn out to be like...actually fantasy-novel length at this rate. like a published novel. but thank you so much--the storyline was one of the things I was hesitant about when i first published it, because I essentially just went "hey. remember those eight and a half novels and all their worldbuilding? forget almost everything. i've broken it into pieces and we're starting over." but you all have been overwhelmingly kind and supportive of all the changes and the way i've incorporated their old world into this new one I broke. and the wording! I try to stay true to some of Shannon's style, as sometimes when a fanfic author has a style too different from the original media it can feel weird and less like the characters (not always! there are several fics out there with very unique writing styles that don't feel strange at all, this is just something I've personally noticed). But, shannon is also writing for middle grade, and I wanted to add my own personal twist instead of just using her voice. so there's some things of my own that I do (most noticeable is the intentional misuse of grammar for drama, probably, but I am curious what else you all notice that's unique to me) and don't do (I don't think i've used "corrected" as a dialogue tag more than a handful of times) to separate it. and then the development! a lot of development in canon rn has to do with romantic relationships, as we're focusing on the aftermath of sophitz and a focus on sophie and keefe, but we can't separate them from their tension and denial at the moment. I think there's a lot more to them we don't get to see because of it, so I'm trying to develop some of that in the wings au (and there's some characters I just haven't gotten to yet, like Wylie and Maruca, so I'm not ignoring them, dw)

and yes! I am still basically writing a book! at this point I should design a cover for it too...I wonder what would be on it, the parts that stand out the most in the story that I should symbolize it all in one image. but before I get to that I should continue writing the story I suppose! I'm currently maybe 40% (rough estimate) of the way through writing chapter 13, but I must admit my classes do make it annoying at times, taking up more time than I would like (this is what I get for taking more classes than I strictly needed to. I do not know how to take a break when it comes to education /lh). but that's not important rn

you sent this a few days ago, so I don't know if you've finished your reread/catch-up since then, but if you did I hope you enjoyed it!! if you haven't then I hope you will enjoy if you ever do read the rest! there's about a week before the next chapter comes out, which is around 8.1k words at the moment (same length as the last one), so if you are caught up then there's even more to look forward to soon! and i'll probably post the first snippet from chapter 12 tomorrow, as I usually do that the sunday before posting day.

dragon wings Marella owns my entire heart and i'm very excited to do more with her (was actually writing about her earlier today!).

[bebepac]

Six Sentence Sunday

I’m grabbing a chair for ya as we all know.... this is more than six sentences.  LOL.  So we’re not going to even fool ourselves and pretend that it is.  

So I have been nervous about redoing my tag list, and this really humbled me by the number of people who want to be Permanent tags so far.  I will make sure you guys are on my WIPS and these as you get to see peeks and teasers of what I’m writing on the stories you like.  Thank you guys so much for following me on this.  

First up:

Time To Say Goodbye

Fast Forward Chapter 14

* writing is complete for this episode* 

Riley had invited Nic to go swimming with Ellie and Adam.

Nic was upset because Riley was putting floaties on his arms just like Adam and Ellie.

“I can swim Queen Riley.”  

“I want you to be safe.”  She touched his cheek. “Because I care.”  

Nic hugged her.  She hugged him back. He was such a sweet boy.  Even though he wasn’t hers, he had a place in her heart already.

“I can swim too, Nic.  But we wear floaties with Mommy.”

She leaned closer to him trying to whisper, and none of her children understood the sacred art of “the whisper,” as they were loud and boisterous like her.  

“Daddy lets us take them off.”  

“Daddy was also a collegiate swimmer.  Mommy was not.  They stay on with Mommy.”  

Nico laughed.  Now she felt she had to justify her response.  She glanced at him.

“I’m an okay swimmer.  Liam is like a fish in the pool, and the ocean.”

“Because he was born in this region,  same with me. The ocean is a big part of our lives here Queen Riley.  They can take them off, if they don’t want to wear them.  They’ll be fine with me here.”  

“No, they know, they wear floaties with Mommy.  That has been established. Same with you Jaiden.”  She bounced him on her lap and he giggled.  

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Summertime in the NYC

The Life of Riley Chapter 17

*still in the writing process*

“Riley….what is this?”  Jason asked as he held up the paper from her driving instructor Mr. Hooks.

“Um… a note from my driving instructor.  But we already got my permit, so what do we need to worry about that for?”  

“Um… I do think we do need to worry about this. Ren would you like to listen to this?”

Ren walked into the room from the kitchen.  

“Riley has passed the written part of driver's education with an A, however her execution of her knowledge  of the road is severely under par.   Riley would benefit from more practice driving to get her driving skills to match her knowledge.  After 3 extended courses of driving, we’ve done all the state will allow us to do with her.”  

“Riley….”  Ren used her voice she used when she wanted Riley to be embarrassed of her actions.

“Whaaaaat?!?!?!?!??!!”  Riley was exasperated.

“This letter is telling us you failed drivers ed.”

“No I didn’t,  I got a certificate.”  

“Because they can’t spend any more state funds on you.  Riley, they passed you by default.”  

“Oh……”   Riley said her cheeks turning bright pink.

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The Crisis

Pop’s Place Chapter 9

*still in the writing process*

“I‌ ‌wish‌ ‌I‌ ‌knew‌ ‌how‌ ‌to‌ ‌help‌ ‌you‌ ‌Mia.”‌ ‌ ‌

“What‌ ‌if‌ ‌he‌ ‌dies‌ ‌Liam?”‌ ‌

“You‌ ‌can’t‌ ‌think‌ ‌like‌ ‌that.”‌ ‌

“How‌ ‌else‌ ‌can‌ ‌I‌ ‌think‌ ‌Liam?‌ ‌You‌ ‌saw‌ ‌what‌ ‌I‌ ‌saw…‌ ‌This‌ ‌looks‌ ‌really‌ ‌bad.‌  ‌Look‌ ‌at‌ ‌this‌ ‌room‌ ‌they‌ ‌brought‌ ‌us‌ ‌into. This room is creepy. If they thought he was going to be okay, we would be waiting with other people.”‌ ‌ ‌

He‌ ‌was‌ ‌trying‌ ‌to‌ ‌calm‌ ‌her‌ ‌down,‌ ‌and‌ ‌everything‌ ‌he‌ ‌said,‌ ‌was‌ ‌upsetting‌ ‌her‌ ‌more.‌  ‌He‌ ‌had‌ ‌never‌ ‌lost‌ ‌anyone.‌  ‌Even‌ ‌his‌ ‌mom‌ ‌divorced‌ ‌his‌ ‌dad,‌ ‌and‌ ‌she‌ ‌remarried‌ ‌and‌ ‌was‌  ‌living‌ ‌across‌ ‌the‌ ‌country.‌   ‌She‌ ‌needed‌ ‌someone‌ ‌who‌ ‌understood‌ ‌this‌ ‌firsthand…‌ ‌and‌ ‌that‌ ‌wasn’t‌ ‌him.‌ ‌ ‌‌

Jason‌ ‌walked‌ ‌back‌ ‌in‌ ‌handing‌ ‌Mia‌ ‌her‌ ‌phone.‌  ‌“Jaiden‌ ‌is‌ ‌going‌ ‌to‌ ‌pick‌ ‌up‌ ‌your‌ ‌Mom‌ ‌from‌ ‌work‌ ‌and‌ ‌bring‌ ‌her‌ ‌here,‌ ‌and‌ ‌Ren‌ ‌is‌ ‌in‌ ‌surgery,‌ ‌but‌ ‌as‌ ‌soon‌ ‌as‌ ‌she’s‌ ‌out‌, ‌she’ll‌ ‌come‌ ‌down‌ ‌for‌ ‌a‌ ‌bit‌ ‌and‌ ‌keep‌ ‌you‌ ‌guys‌ ‌company.‌ ‌I’ll‌ ‌have‌ ‌to‌ ‌leave‌ ‌when‌ ‌your‌ ‌Mom‌ ‌gets‌ ‌here.‌ ‌I'm‌ ‌sorry‌ ‌Mia.”‌ ‌

“It’s‌ ‌okay‌ ‌Mr.‌ ‌Brooks.‌  ‌Thank‌ ‌you.”‌ ‌ ‌

Liam‌ ‌stepped‌ ‌out‌ ‌into‌ ‌the‌ ‌hall,‌ ‌he‌ ‌knew‌ ‌who‌ ‌Mia‌ ‌needed.‌ ‌

“I‌ ‌almost‌ ‌didn’t‌ ‌answer.”‌ ‌

“I’m‌ ‌glad‌ ‌you‌ ‌did.‌ ‌Look‌ ‌I‌ ‌need‌ ‌you‌ ‌to‌ ‌come‌ ‌to‌ ‌the‌ ‌hospital.”‌ ‌

“What‌ ‌the‌ ‌fuck‌ ‌Liam?”‌ ‌

“It’s‌ ‌Mia.”‌ ‌ ‌

‌“WHAT HAPPENED TO ‌MIA??!?!?!?!”‌ ‌ He could hear the sheer panic in Drake’s voice.  “IS SHE OKAY?”

“It’s‌ ‌her‌ ‌dad.‌ ‌He‌ ‌had‌ ‌a‌ ‌heart‌ ‌attack‌ ‌at‌ ‌the‌ ‌restaurant.‌  ‌It‌ ‌doesn’t‌ ‌look‌ ‌good.”‌ ‌ ‌

“Where‌ ‌are‌ ‌you?”‌ ‌‌

“We’re‌ ‌at‌ ‌Cordonia‌ ‌University‌ ‌Hospital.‌   ‌Can‌ ‌you‌ ‌come? ‌Mia‌ ‌needs‌ ‌you.”‌ ‌ ‌

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At Long Last 

150 followers fanfic giveaway

* still in the writing process*

“I missed you a lot Hana.  I’m glad you’re here to sightsee with us.  Even though this is all stuff you’ve seen before.”  

“No it’s still enjoyable. Seeing people like Riley’s parents and you enjoying what we’ve all come to love for the first time.  It makes me happy too.” Hana smiled at Jaiden.

“I agree totally Hana. You two should catch up some more.  Oh look I just happened to have this bottle of wine and two glasses.  And it’s your favorite Hana. Here you go!”  

Riley sat the bottle of wine between them.  Riley pulled her parents and Liam away from the pair so they could spend some time alone.

Liam laughed at Riley.  “Riley, could you be more obvious?”

“Liam, they both are shy,  they’re going to need a subtle push.”

“That was not a subtle push Jelly Bean.  That was the equivalent of a body checking someone off a cliff.  You’re your father’s daughter for sure.”  Ren said.

“Yep.  Finally the teacher has become the student.” Jason said with a smile, ruffling Riley’s hair.

“Daaaaaad... we’ve been through this not the hair!!!!” 

Ren and Jason loved Valtoria.   It was so calm and peaceful.   “I’m sure you two will be using this place as a getaway. This place is gorgeous.”  

“Yes, we both love Valtoria.  It’s the perfect marriage of our favorite places.”  Liam took Riley’s hand.  But we are lucky too, we have the whole country as our playground.”  

That evening she was laying in bed alone  when she got a text from Liam.  Liam’s nightly texts had been of him and Chance in bed.  Him looking sad.  The funniest one was a selfie he took laying in the bed, holding a picture of Riley next to him holding a glass of wine to picture Riley’s lips.  Riley clicked on the picture wondering what hilarity Liam was into tonight.

Riley gasped at the image on her phone.  Liam Rys had sent his fiancee a dick pic, captioned with the words.  “We’re waiting for you.”

That did it.   Riley was on the move.  It was time for a jail break. 

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Still in the Pipeline I just haven’t gotten anything written on these as of Sunday:  University Student Ellie - Going away Bash... Beaumont Style, and cooking some ideas for Heroes and Villains.  

Tagging: @indiacater @islandcrow @mom2000aggie @bbrandy2002 @gkittylove99 @gabesmommie1130 @sophie-and-shizuku @kingliam2019 @queenwalton @hopefulmoonobject @cordonia-gothqueen @texaskitten30 @marshmallowsandfire @queen-arabella-of-cordonia @lodberg @queenjilian @dcbbw @glaimtruelovealways @batgirlassociationofgothamcity @blueaster-blog1​ @marietrinmimi​ @sanchita012

[lemongingerart]

Tag Game - Fandom Edition

I actually love these tag games, especially to learn more about the people I follow! Too bad I always have a hard time filling these in 😅 so I'm going to *try* this one...

Your Name: Sofie (you can pronounce it just like Sophie it's just a regional version)

Your First Fandom: Star Wars.

Your Current Fandom: Star Wars.

I have been obsessed in the past with Rurouni Kenshin and Fullmetal Alchemist, and been in the FMA fandom for a long while too before I got stuck in Star Wars again thanks to - is anyone surprised? - general ginger 🤔

How did you get into fandom? There was no social media in 1999, but we did have these things called MSN groups? Also, I became a member of the national Star Wars fanclub. Like, a real club with physical meetings because we only had some hard to read phpbb forum as an alternative? (also, internet was paid by calling in with a phone line, so yeah... different times :-) )

How long have you been engaging in fandom? Well, I started 24 years ago? I did have a 6 year long pause (thanks, post-partum depression). But I'm back, in a different less time-consuming way, trying to find balance.

How often do you read fanfic? Hmm. Before I had kids, every night during 8 years or so. I've been reading a LOT of FMA fanfics actually, but not a lot of SW fanfics. And still, due to the lack of time, I don't wander around looking for new material. I have 25 works in my AO3 list of things I need to read because someone has sent them to me. The list just doesn't get smaller 😅 and the thing is, I don't want to influence myself too much for my own writing, if that makes sense?

Top three characters from your current fandom? General Hux, Obi-Wan Kenobi (he was my first crush 🥺), Quinlan Vos (but, like, the dark and broody version from legends)

Have you ever written a fic for a fandom and if so, shout it out: I only have one fic I published, and that's the one you'll find at my dash because I need moarrrrr Hux all the time prrrr....

I once had an attempt 10y ago to make a fan comic and accompanying fanfic for FMA. But I became a mother and lost so much energy there lol. Hope that this time, I can finish my way too ambitious project lol.

Oh yeah! And the 14yo me has also written a whole book of 14yo rubbish, but not in English eheeheeee... my OC Laëida Ylena is an artifact from that period though!

Have you ever drawn fan art for a fandom? Uhmmm yes, whenever I can, I will draw, it's my lifeline!

Share a personal headcanon that you feel strongly about: Hux headcanons? I've got tons of them! The one I feel strongly about is, I think, his need to control and understand things because if he doesn't, he's reminded about his childhood. And I think what Brooks did to him is even worse than what his father did, otherwise he wouldn't have killed Brooks personally. I also think he's ashamed of who he really is, because of what happened in the past, and he builds up this mask with fancy words and faked high self-esteem. I also think that for similar reasons, he hates the Force.

You’re trying to convince a friend to get into your current fandom(s) with you. What episode, clip or scene are you showing them? Well, I'm still trying to find the most ideal way to start watching star wars with my (non-english speaking) kids. So I honestly don't know... Depends a bit on the friend I guess? For some I'd say episode 1, others Mandalorian, others Clone Wars?

And finally, what does fandom mean to you? It's going to sound stupid and cliché but Star Wars has saved my life twice. I need to be able to run to this galaxy far away in my head so I can decompress and find a way to get those little stories and ideas form something I can handle. And if that's done, I will share whatever bursts out of me - if it's ideas, drawings, stories, just rubbish, I love to share in this community and make new friends to be geeky with!

I'm not going to tag anyone, but if you want to, please do so I will be reading these!

Tag Game - Fandom Edition

Thanks for the tag @daydreamsofthrawn 🥰

Your Name: Sami

Your First Fandom: Lord of the Rings

Your Current Fandom: Star Wars, LOTR, The Sandman, Vikings.

How did you get into fandom? Tumblr

How long have you been engaging in fandom? About three years.

How often do you read fanfic? I used to devour it but now I don’t have so much time I really need to be tagged in something to draw my attention to it. If I come across a lovely one shot on here I will read and reblog straight away or I’d forget.

Top three characters from your current fandom? Tech, General Hux, Boba Fett 😏

Have you ever written a fic for a fandom and if so, shout it out: I’ve written so many 😈 Sanctuary is my current ongoing fixation. A Boba Fett mini series is creeping up on me though.

Have you ever drawn fan art for a fandom? No, I wish I could draw. @lemongingerart does the best Hux drawings though, I have some original pieces 🥹🥰

Share a personal headcanon that you feel strongly about: Unpopular opinion maybe, but I don’t think Tech would ever nickname his SO.

You’re trying to convince a friend to get into your current fandom(s) with you. What episode, clip or scene are you showing them? Anything with clones in! Men in aRmOuR.

And finally, what does fandom mean to you? Friendship. I adore talking to people about the fandoms, to scream and holler and encourage over our favourite characters. And it makes me feel less alone.

Tagging anyone that wants to join in!