#and trying to force himself to grow faster isn't healthy :[

[razzle-zazzle]

What do you think drove Frazie and Dion apart?

A lot of things, really.

There's the big, obvious reason—Frazie's psychic, Dion shares his parents' psychophobia. There's the stresses of puberty, of financial strain, of younger siblings that their parents can't care for on their own. There's the differing ways that Frazie and Dion respond to stress—Dion represses, buries everything and pretends to be stoic and unaffected, while Frazie finds something to throw pinecones at to work out her frustrations.

There's Dion trying oh so hard to be "grown up", trying so hard to be Responsible and Mature as a result of his parentification, cutting out the things he views as childish and acting like a jerk. There's Frazie coping with her own parentification in similar ways (no longer playing mind games with Raz, trying to hide her powers, "I'm not going to break Mom and Dad's hearts like you did."), yet still being able to engage with her younger siblings on their level. There's a friction between them, now, that wasn't there before.

There's a lot of things that caused friction between them. A lot of things that combined to create a space between them that wasn't there before.

[jellyfishsthings]

Warnings: this is going to be a multi part series and it's going to be angsty cause I am in my feels. Female reader, Padmé and Anakin were together but had a healthy break up, Jedi reader so forbidden love

This story takes plays in Clone Wars yet many events have been changed (like the meeting of Ashoka and Anakin... don't worry the sibling energy is still there.)

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The blaring sound of sirens ringing fills the streets as they echo through the empty, now town. The Clone Wars continue to rage. Next to me stands a familiar body, hardened by the years of training and fighting. My sole companion, my partner in crime. Anakin. His hair is growing at a faster pace, as they are left unattended because of the war. His eyes, which used to be a vibrant combination of blue and green seem haunted now, matching his serious expression.

This merciless fighter, this General has taken the place of the once sweet boy that kept me company in the first lonely nights in the Temple, of the boy that taught himself to braid hair when I had broken my arm. He has changed. Both of us have changed, we are not the kids we used to be. We are fearless and respected Jedi Knights. And yet… and yet we both crave peace and what we used to be.

Days blur together and they go by in the same patterns. Either waking up early and training until dawn, attending meetings for strategic plans or peace negotiations or fighting on the battlefield until your last breath. And finally, there is a slimmer of hope…

Today we are invited to a meeting organized by Senator Amidala, Padmé, my dear friend, Anakin's not-so-secret ex but despite everything the three of us are closer than ever. The break up was mandatory according to both of them. Anakin was needed on the battlefield and Padmé represented the non-fighting population, thank the Stars they are still friends and you can tell they loved each other with their whole hearts. They still do but they are not going back, not regretting their decisions for a second, left to remember the loving memories of their short time together.

For the first time in years, I wear a dress, borrowed from Padmé, so as to blend in with the crowd even if my lightsabers stand prominent in my belt loops. The dress hugs tightly the top of my body and flows on the way down. It starts as plain creme yellow that slowly descends to a light pink. The soft silk dip starts at the base of my back, leaving my battle scars vulnerable and uncovered for everyone. Every here and there embodied flowers stand out. Even its off shoulders design thankfully allows me freedom of movement.

The meeting starts in a few minutes and yet Anakin is not here. My eyes quickly scan the hallways even when they appear like a maze. I trust my senses to the Force trying to track him. He is close. I wander through the halls trying to locate him, when I notice a trail of blood. Bloody Skywalker.

"What have you done?" I whisper-yell at him.

"Don't worry it's not mine?"

"Is that supposed to make me feel better?"

He just shrugged in response. I quickly grab his outer clothing, pulling it harshly from his body.

"If you want me naked you can just say so." He has the nerve to say. I simply roll my eyes as I hurry towards a window and hurl his clothes outside. "Nice going, trouble. How am I supposed to find them after the meeting? And I think wearing clothes that are slightly damaged is better than showing up to a meeting shirtless." He says while chuckling at my antics, as I try to maintain my calm composure.

"That sounds like a 'you' problem" I fire back at him.

"What are you two yapping about?" A third voice sounds and we both flinch. Padmé leans on the wall with crossed arms while wearing a knowing smirk.

"This isn't funny, your castle is covered in blood."

"Ah, liar. You exaggerate, it's not the whole castle, only a few corridors." I sharply glare at him as he chuckles.

"Figured. Now follow me, because I do not think everyone will like the sight of your abs, Ani."

"I am offended, Padmé, I think that they are quite splendid." A long-suffering sigh leaves my lips as we enter the master suite and hurrle myself to the plush bed as the two of them try to find something to cover the mess that is called Anakin Skywalker.

"Get up, you will ruin your hair." Padmé says. My muffled voice answers her. "I don't care about my hair."

My consciousness starts to slip away as I feel a gentle hand rock me back and forth.

"Five more minutes" I whine.

"If I leave you here for five more minutes, there is no way you will attend this meeting."

With a huff, I pull myself up and dust my dress in an attempt to make myself presentable. And we head towards the ballroom.

"We should mingle." He whispers to me and I simply nod as an answer. "See you in three hours." He says as he tucks a stray hair in its place before he leaves my side once again. I turn to look at his departing figure as I stay rooted to my place. My cheeks start to heat up as I notice his attire for the first time. His shirt is a soft creme yellow that compliments his slightly tanned skin and his blond hair. His shirt matches my dress and there is only one person behind this.

I walk as fast as I can in a place like this towards her. Once I reach her I grab her arm and pull her to the side of the crowd.

"You did this on purpose."

"Did what?" Padmé acts innocent but her proud smirk betrays her intentions.

"Why?"

"You look cute."

"We look like we are together."

"Aren't you?"

"No, it is the Code."

"But you want to." Her words shock me to the core. Yes, I do want to, but I can't.

"How did you…?"

"It's obvious, sweets. He hasn't taken his eyes off of you. He always talks about you. Even when we were together… I always knew that you two… you are like fossils created by the same star. Despite everything you are made for each other. Code be damned."

"Quiet you. It is forbidden, don't make it harder than it already is." With that, I leave her. I took a steadying breath before…

"Hi. I am Jedi Master ...."

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[citruslullabies]

Trigger warnings: mentions of blood and a breaking in, there's not much but please skip if you are easily nauseated/disturbed by these things.

Requested by: N/A

Romantic/platonic?: neutral

Category: angst with no resolution, cliffhanger

Ship (romantic/platonic): Miguel O'Hara x reader

Word count: 668

Arachnophobia

Miguel at one point and time, had been just like any other spiderman. He was funny and kind, before he was dragged into a web he could never dig himself out of. Everyone hates spiders and leaves them, maybe he should've expected not to be the exception. The pain he felt when he lost Gabriella was what broke him, and when he started to drive everyone away from him. The universe was cruel and unfair and he understood that, what he didn't understand was why others had chances to save their loved ones but he didn't get that. He had lost everything. Everyone always left or got hurt, or in the worst case scenario he lost them forever to the depths of the universe. Maybe that's why he tried to drive you away before you got hurt, so you'd be free from his web.

"Dios mío.. I'm fine." He growled at Lyla, using cotton swabs to clean fresh wounds from a mission. He knew that the wound would heal faster due to being well, spiderman, but it still hurt and needed disinfecting. The little hologram glitched a bit and in a flash was laying on his shoulder, kicking her feet up and down. She rolled her eyes and gave a fake yawn, looking at him with an unamused expression. "Uh huh so you like, totally, aren't gonna start watching rewinds of Gabriella? Or totally aren't gonna start wallowing in regret of pressuring them to leave?" She asked with a bored tone, finding Miguel predictable at this point.

The man's upper lip twitched as he scoffed and tried to grab Lyla as if he forgot she was a hologram, upset that he couldn't smush her like a bug beneath his shoe. "Shut up." Yet, it was true. His grief and pain made him painfully predictable. He had pressured you away in hopes of saving you and yet.. Even at that he failed. He still remembered it like it was yesterday.

"Why can't you see that I'm trying to help you?" Was a sentence that you had said when he began to grow distant, you pleaded that he let you help him. Let you fix him. And yet he refused all the same, baring his teeth and scoffing. "And what could you possibly do to help me? Reality check, (y/n), you can't. This isn't like some fairytale where you can just come along and fix every problem." He growled out, pinching the bridge of his nose as he shut his eyes. Unable to look into yours that held nothing but disappointment. He hated when your eyes held a mix of emotions, none of which were good. He hated being the cause for it more.

You frowned and didn't close your eyes, keeping your emotions spread out for the world to see. "I'm not trying to fix you? I just want you to recover. The way you've been coping isn't healthy, why do I always find you injured in some way? If this is about Gabri-"

You didn't even get a chance to finish before he cut you off, approaching with violent footsteps as his eyes were stern and cold. "This isn't about her. It's about the fact that you can't mind your own business. Stay out of mine." He said, trying to take it easy on you and give you some warning to stop but you didn't take it. You just kept pushing.

You kept pushing, worried about him and wanting answers. You were just as stubborn as he was. The arachnid decided that if he couldn't persuade you out of his webs, he'd force you out. So he left, he left and thought you'd be safe. He still remembered how he found you, with police surrounding the building your apartment was in, being carried out into an ambulance with bloodied wounds and cries from someone breaking in. He wanted nothing more than to help you but he knew he'd only make it worse.

It's simply what spiders did.

Hope you enjoyed reading this! (P.s you guys can send in requests.. I don't bite)

[sludgewolf]

Can you do a jade x reader where it's their first kiss in the reader was shocked and left star struck

Here you go! I tried to explore what they were doing during the 3 years trip into the fourth wall, hope you enjoy it ^-^

Warnings: none, just fluff

Disclaimer: do not copy, repost, take or feed to AI or NFTs anything I post

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Jade Harley x Reader - Like Bubblegum

You're not sure how long it's been since the scratch, in the start it was fine, after all you'd be traveling at light speed, it'll be over soon but as soon as Jade explained further you started to actually worry for her

you worry for her, constantly using her powers for that long must really be not all that healthy but there isn't much you can personally do to help her, it's not as if you also were a witch of space to take the burden off her shoulders

not even Davesprite seems to be able to help with making this journey go along faster

And as the trip stretched on everyone felt it more and more

The fact is, you're all bored, bored out of your minds. You already messed around with everything on the ship so many times you've lost count and things were getting really stale

Johns birthday was coming over again and as the oldest by timetravel rules Davesprite took the responsibility of preparing the party

this, unfortunately, included playing those cliche party games you saw teens playing in movies as there wasn't any games or movies themselves in the ship

This time you were forced to participate on truth or dare or wear a chicken hat for the rest of the night, huffing you take your place on the floor

the little birthday boy starts by daring Davesprite, who after chugging a whole bottle of mystery juice Egbert mixed for him, he then challenged Jaspersprite, who admitted to still licking himself to bathe.

he ignores everyones discomfort on the subject and with his signature smile he turns to Jade

jade hunches her shoulders thinking it through, she ends up choosing dare

Jaspersprite smirks, promptly daring Jade to drink a mystery blend he would make w anything and everything in the room

she quickly turns her nose at the thought, glancing at the sweaty socks thrown under the table w the half eaten party food and the already warm sodas

she then huffs and chooses truth for the sake of her own gut health

"have you ever..." the feline smirks seemingly already knowing the answer but still wanting to tease her anyways " kissed anyone?" he closes his shinning eyes, going back to his usual bright and cheerful demeanor

Jade blushes bright red and remembers everyone she was stuck over in Hell Murder Island her whole life w her Grandpa and her dog

a few of the guests turns to Jaspers disapprovingly while others snicker under their breath not really understanding her situation

Davesprite tries to make a half assed joke about Jaspers taking tongue baths again and after it fails you try to quickly move things along to take the attention off Jade

The rest of the party when on relatively smoothly, not long after people grow tired and decide to call it a night, leaving you players to clean up after the party

cleaning it all up was relatively quick, disposing of the trash off into a black-hole, courtesy of your dear witch of space

Once it was all done Davesprite and John excused themselves off to their quarters, leaving you and Jade alone on the empty ship's deck

You approach her nervously, hesitant to bring it back up but knowing that if you didn't now you'd never talk about it again and it'd keep eating her up inside

"what Jaspers did was a real dick move you know?" you try, fidgeting with your fingers

"yeah... we never really got along i guess" she sits down and swings her legs through the rails of the forecastle deck "with him being a cat and me being part dog now you know."

" still," you sit by her " I mean, we're only 14, it's normal for us to not have ... you know"

the dead air stretches between you for an uncomfortable long time, scrambling for something to say you blurt out "I mean, I haven't either"

the silence you tried to avoid settles back in, you awkwardly stare at your feet dangling down, regretting having ever opened your mouth

"I uh, you - would you like to... to try?"

her question takes you by surprise but you nod excitedly as your hands shake at your sides, she shyly leans foward with you following suit

your lips meet and goosebumps run up your skin as butterflies bubble in your stomach

the moment is quick and fleeting, she pulls back clearly flustered, incapable of keeping herself from giggling

the taste of bubblegum lingers on your lips, your cheeks are burning bright red and you can't stop smiling

your eyes meet again and you quickly look away giggling amonst yourselves

Jade is finally able to pull herself together enough to speak between giggles "it's more awkward than I thought... but it's not bad" she smiles at you with her cheeks still flustered

you still can't find it in yourself to form a coherent sentence, your heart beating hard in your chest and your hands still tingly from the adrenaline

you can only will yourself to nod along with her, interlacing your fingers with hers and already dreaming of a next time

If you liked this pls reblog and comment so I know to write more like it