#the colors........ lmfao im out of control

[lovelash]

shell of a potential new walrider homestead 🤔

just in a building/decorating mood, idk if they'll actually move or not lol

[preeningpisces]

Geto NSFW Headcanons

Im gonna try not to be biased because this is my main bitch right here 🖤

Lemme know if you want me to elaborate or write about any of these headcanons

(literally any ask about Geto will make me do somersaults—backflips, even)

18+ content below the cut, mdni, implied chubby f!reader

Pre-Incident

꩜ Geto is interesting because before he snaps and after he snaps feel like two different vibes in regards to sex

꩜ Doting, almost like a service-dom. He likes taking care of you, but he also prefers to have control. Though not so controlling that he can’t ever be submissive

꩜ Major smooth-talker, like Gojo said, he has a silver tongue. Likes a mixture of praise and degradation. The degradation is usually teasing, and doesn’t extend past the usual slut, whore, etc. range…usually

꩜ Sometimes it comes out corny tho lmfao pls roast him when it does

꩜ Good at making you feel sexy. The type that will kiss you all over, giving extra affection to areas you aren’t as fond of. It’s difficult at first, but with time you become more comfortable

꩜ Very sensual, and intimate. He has good self-control, & is very patient so he can draw things out & drive you crazy. Like he can spend all-too-long just toying with your mouth, denying you the kiss you so desperately want. Barely brushing your lips and teeth with his thumb, before pinching your tongue between fingers. Wowee

꩜ Refuses to kiss you after absorbing curses. Even though no one else can taste them, the thought of tasting like that is enough for for him to refuse; he doesn’t want you to go through it too. Also, tasting shit-vomit in your mouth doesn’t exactly get the schlong schlinging, yknow

꩜ I suspect absorbing curses gives him an immediate surge of negative emotions, so he usually needs space. Sometimes he just wants to hold you, or be held, in silence

꩜ Can be surprisingly playful in bed

꩜ Really likes fucking you from below. Smooshing your soft breasts and stomach against him, and feeling your weight on top of him. Holding you still so he can rail you while whispering sappy, dirty shit in your ear. I’m passing out someone help

꩜ I’ve been poisoned by the perv!geto fics on here, and can’t see him as not being a secret pervert. Just slightly. It takes a while for him to reveal that side to you, since he tries to appear refined and respectable

꩜ Definitely the type that likes music in the background; I see him as someone who cares about music a lot in general. You know he likes you if he’s sharing song recs

꩜ Lots of playlists, and even has a few sex playlists with different moods. Usually prefers things that are chill, but has a few harder-hitting songs—this is why he needs the playlists, lol. He doesn’t like when the vibe changes too much

꩜ One time you sneak Cbat onto his playlist & make him laugh so much he loses his boner. At that point did you really win? Hmm?

꩜ Tbh he’s got game & is aware of it. You gotta humble him occasionally or else he becomes insufferable

Post-Incident

꩜ This Geto is a lot more self-centered, aggressive, and sadistic in bed. I wouldn’t say he’s a tyrant tho

꩜ Will legit punish you when you disobey, no funishments here. Big into humiliation

꩜ My heart is telling me shibari, especially the kind that can be hidden beneath clothes. Particular about the color, and will pick ones that flatter your skin tone. Obsessed with the way the ropes pinch and dig into your soft body. He’ll bite and squeeze the parts that spill over the ropes

꩜ One punishment would be walking around secretly tied up, but the style where one of the ropes rubs against your pussy as you walk. It sounds nice at first, but that bitch is gonna chafe for sure

꩜ He’s more selfish than before, yes, but he still maintains a proclivity for doting—we all see how he spoils his daughters! It’s like, he gets his turn first, and when it’s your turn, it's your turn. Multiple orgasm king. He’ll do it until you’re sobbing tho, so pray for your pussy

꩜ Loves making you choke on his cock—gets kind of intense with the bjs. Mfer needs to chill (and buy you some throat lozenges)

꩜ Doggystyle is his favorite without a doubt, he just wants to pin your face to the bed and watch your ass bounce

꩜ A lot of the previous stuff is still applicable to some degree, but I think he has a lot less patience at this point, and is waaaay more into degradation & domination

꩜ He gets legitimately mean sometimes lmfao it’s like you gotta have 2 safewords: one for physical intensity level, and the other for bullying level 😭

꩜ Would he sleep with a non-sorcerer? Honestly, I can’t decide. If he did tho, he would be SO FUCKING MEAN I don’t even want to think about it !!!

꩜ Does he use monkey in bed unironically?? Chat pls advise

[quirklessidiot]

title: Y/N and her boys [sneak peek] pairing : Upper classman/popular kid!Gojo Satoru x F!reader, Exchange student!Eren Jaeger x F!reader, MMA Fighter/Celebrity!Ryomen Sukuna x F!reader, Childhood Bestfriend!Aki Hayakawa x F!reader, Varsity football player!Itoshi Rin x F!reader (use of she/her pronouns) Genre: Alternate Universe-University setting, romance, fluff, angst (if you squint), slice of life, drama, all cliche romance genres unite! (Based on the Manhwa, Bunny and her Boys)

Summary: Y/N’s denied the existence of pretty boys and god forbid she’d ever end up dating one yet with one horrid break-up, she decides that relationships aren’t just meant for someone stupid like her but the problem is — five of them suddenly appear and god, why does it seem like they can’t get enough of her?

General warning for the story: mild sexual content, cliche tropes (help), mahito is his own warning, minor character death, mentions of depression, a lot of second-hand embarrassment from y/n's part (shes not a cool girl, SHE IS A BUBBLING MESS AND THATS OK <33), insecurities, bullying, and mentions of cheating Notes: english isn't my first language! (dont judge me) this multi-chaptered story will probably be 20-30 chapters (idk) in ao3. you can totally tell this story is rooted from self-indulgence LMFAO. Im not sure if i should cross post it but im leaning towards ao3 more either ways, can't wait to release this on friday!

also can u guess who she ends up with :P rb’s are appreciated yay FULL VERSION IS RIGHT HERE!

SNEAK PEAK

“Maybe…Maybe we should break up.”

There's another round of silence between you two, and you know that you can’t exactly take it back anymore since you had said it loud and clear, “Woah, woah, I told you I wasn’t with Misa.” his voice turns louder, and the background noises are good as gone as if he had left the noisy place, “Where are you? I’m coming to get you-”

“I said,” you try to control the stammering of your voice, trying to avoid the stares of the people who cast odd glances, “We’re done. I don’t want to see or hear from you again.” and before he could let another excuse out of his mouth, you end the call. It is only now that you notice how your legs have been quivering and your mouth has gone dry, seemingly like a pup who had just been born and trying to walk. You lose your footing and sit down on the dirty pavement.

No tears were shed at that very moment, probably because you were only stupefied, and it was written clearly on your face that this wouldn’t be something you’d recover anytime soon. Heck, you couldn’t even grasp the idea entirely that someone you’ve been friends with for years and, eventually, a lover would do that to you.

Was it as easy as a snap of a finger?

“Miss? Miss?” someone calls out, but it only bounces back to him like an echo in a cave. You remain still, eyes blinking rapidly while the rest of your face is slack. Everyone around you continued to move, but you remained there like a decorated statue.

“Miss? Christ, you’re about to be–” the husky voice also stops, and it’s only now that you look up to find a man. He seems stocky but, simultaneously, smaller, as if he didn’t want to come off as intimidating when he maintained eye-to-eye contact. 

He is incongruous with everyone who walks by since he desperately tries to hide his features with a baseball cap and a dark face mark. The only thing you can see are strands of his bleached hair, his eyes that resemble the sunshine that peeked through the glasses of whiskey, and the swirls of ink becoming visible underneath his coat when he stretches out his arm.

If this were any other day, you’d run in the opposite direction because he looked like an unscrupulous loan shark, but your body remains in a state of unknown fatigue that you just wanted to stay still. 

You watch as his face softens, the lines on his forehead somewhat disappearing when he watches the color bleed from your face. “...Alright…” he stops, squinting as he crouches to your level. His thick thighs encompass the rough expanse of his straight jeans, and you wondered if he had been an athlete or something. Aside from his built, his presence was rather invigorating,  “oh…” he continues, “Sorry, you-uh…” The confidence he had to throw you off is gone like the evening dust as he motions his index finger up and down his face.

At that moment, you feel something wet running down your cheek. It seemed like the waterworks were late.

You didn’t want to be a pity party in front of anyone, and you’d expect there to be only bystanders, not ‘good samaritans’.

You sniffled, violently wiping the tears away as you felt your ribs were too tight when you took one long breath, “I’m fine…” you respond monotonously.

Who were you even fooling? 

“Right…” you carefully watch him take out a handkerchief, “Fine, sitting on a dirty pavement near my car doesn’t make you look fine, Miss.” he prodded.

“Well, what do you care, anyways?” you tried to keep your voice from cracking, but the stranger showed no qualms of anxiety or fear, nor did he seem mad at your snappy attitude. The blue handkerchief is laid on his palm, waiting for you to take it, yet you exhibit no signs of accepting his kindness. Instead of forcing you through like the usual status quo, he returns it to his pockets.

The odd man.

“Well, for one, I don’t want to run your feet over since I’m parked over here,” he thumbs towards the black jeep that’s parked in front of you, “And my mom didn’t raise me to leave a girl sitting alone, crying her eyes out…”

“Well, did your mom tell you to mind your own business, as well?” your body remains heavy and distant from the stranger, not minding if it came off as rude, but you’ve always been wary of them, especially the ones who claimed to be nice. You wouldn’t be swayed even if you were in a vulnerable place.

He sucks in a deep breath, quite surprised that you had the energy to exchange a vehement response to him. Weren’t you just about to bawl your eyes out?

“Well, you honestly looked like you deserve some niceness after whatever happened.” he conceded, remaining suspiciously friendly, “Piece of advice, though, if it’s a guy, he’s not worth it.” 

“I-what makes you think it’s a guy?” there it goes again, the unknown tightening of your throat and the way the gummy lids on your eyes would heat up as if a pipe of water was about to burst and flood the segways any moment.

“It’s always an asshole who doesn’t seem to know how to treat a woman right.” he lamely explains, and slowly but hesitantly, as if he was waiting for you to move away, he places one hand on top of your hand. 

Unlike a while ago, you weren’t as hostile, but you were confused about why the stranger suddenly did this and didn’t seem to tilt away like you usually would, “So go home tonight, Miss. Cry it out and wake up tomorrow for yourself. You’ll be fine.”

You don’t even see his entire face, but the way he gently caresses your hair as if you were a long-time friend had your lips quivering, and without even realizing it, your torso bends forward. You bury your face in your arms, finding solace in your makeshift fetal position.

The stranger says nothing more; honestly, you didn’t even mind. His newfound presence is comforting.

[1800-page-not-found]

hello author (＾▽＾)

can I ask you to write vampire reader x human Yjh and Kdj relationship hc i thing it's would be interesting

HI!! THIS IS SUCH A CUTE RELATIONSHIP!

btw this is going to be a healthy relationship, im not a huge fan of writing toxic/abusive relationships ykyk

HELP I DIDN'T REALIZE YOU SAID HC AND IM ALREADY 3/4 IN WRITING EVERYTHING...ITS OK ILL JUST DO BOTH LMFAO

human yoo joonghyuk, kim dokja (separate) x vampire reader

summary: the awful sun...it burns! thus, your lover decides to (somehow) give you a coat that has sun resistance so you can finally step out.

Yoo Joonghyuk is a ruthless man. However, during his regressions, he came to find you, a vampire. And what was so interesting about you is that, you were a vampire before the apocalypse. At first he brought you along only because he found you useful. But then, when he was able to clear more and more scenarios with you, he started to develop these 'strange feelings' he calls them.

Being a vampire was a struggle for you. After all, there were so many people around you, it was hard to resist. you usually drank animal blood from the nearby butcher, but when the apocalypse hit, you lost your supply. But when you met him, Yoo Joonghyuk, everything changed.

Blood is like wine. The more it ages, the better it tastes. So, as a regressor, Yoo Joonghyuk's blood was amazing. Of course, he killed you the first few times he met you, but started warming up.

Now, as the relationship developed, and when you two started dating after, what, 7 regressions? Well, he realized it was hard for you to join him completing scenarios with your weakness of the sun.

He scoffed, "weak." he muttered under his breath as he turned away from you.

His actions were very different though. A week later, he brought a coat that looked almost identical to his, except in a beige color, and with different attributes. Yours made you gain sun resistance.

You cried when you stepped out in the sun, feeling warmth from the fiery ball for the first time. You hugged him dearly, thanking him over and over again.

Yoo Joonghyuk was shocked to say the least. As a man who's unfamiliar with such emotions, he awkwardly patted your back. He never realized how much this meant to you. After all, vampires have feelings to.

headcannons here

he definitely gets the coat first thing when he regresses

since the scent of blood is so strong to you, he will use his coat to wrap you up and calm you down

Where SP exists, YJH definitely gets jealous whenever SP gifts something to you at the exact time you need it.

ur blood bag, he volunteers

every time he regresses, its really weird

like just imagine some super over powered hot guy comes to you and says like-

"Let me be your blood bag i love you" or something LMAOOOO

Nah he wouldn't do that (he probably might)

It would be really awkward though because he'd try to like move the relationship really fast cuz he just wants to date you and hold hands and other lovey-dovey stuff

he's awkward in general

definitely has killed before to give you blood

brought back a bucket of blood once

you didn't drink it because like STDs yk

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Kim Dokja was like a child asking Santa Claus questions about Christmas when he first met you (pre apocalypse btw). I mean, you're just like the characters in his favorite novel!

It was an accident when he found out. I mean its not normal seeing your co-worker drink animal blood and eat raw animal meat is it? And i mean... it was pretty odd everyday when you came to work all bundled up.

When the apocalypse hit, the two of you were both on the train/subway. You were breathing heavily, trying to control yourself. He gave his coat to you and put it on top of your head, blocking your vision. Few minuets later, he gave you a grasshopper to kill.

Later on, after he became 'Demon King of Salvation,' he met 'Mass Production Maker' at the Gourmet Association when they were viewing the scenario and talking.

(I cant remember all they way how Mass Production Maker acts fyi)

"Mass Production Maker sir, I'd like to ask for a favor." It was rare for someone like the Demon King of Salvation to ask for a favor, well unless it was you. "Oh? And what may someone like you ask for from an old man like me?" Mass Production Maker did not take his eyes off the scenario, but you could tell he was listening to the rather newly born constellation.

"There's someone very dear to me who needs a rather special coat...I know you don't really do commissions but-" The Mass Production Maker laughed an old hearty laugh. "My, my, what young love folks like you have! How enjoyable! I like you young man, make sure to stay loyal, I'll do it for free as you helped me earn so many coins from the bet!" (I think that's what happened if I remember correctly?)

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when you two finally met again, Kim Dokja wrapped you in a lovely beige coat, just like his. "What is this?" you asked curiously. "A coat for you to step out in the sun!" You gasped. "R-really?! I can finally go outside?.."

He nodded and dragged you right next to where the shadows met the sun. You stopped, nervous to if this would work or not. Kim Dokja turned around and held your face. "Hey..It's going to work, I promise." He assured you.

[The constellation, "Demonic Judge of Fire" squeals in happiness.]

[500 coins have been sponsored]

"Alright then..." You slowly stepped out in the sun, eyes shut as you waited to burn but-you didn't? You slowly opened your eyes, your senses feeling the warmth on your face. "I'm-I'm in the SUN!" You jumped and hugged Kim Dokja. "Thank you Thank you!" You cried, tears running down your face. You could finally feel the warmth you longed for with him under the sun.

Headcannons!!!!!

Likes to give you blood

wants you to just drink all of his blood, i mean its not like he can't revive

Flabbergasted when you cried when he was dead for 3 days

He likes to hug you because you're always cold (cuz ur a vampire...ykyk)

Had a HUGEEEEEEE cultural (or vampire) shock when you didn't bite his neck but his hand instead

and the silver thing

and garlic

becomes a huge vampire nerd

will correct people when they say something wrong about vampires

outsiders will think HE'S the vampire because of how much he talks about them

likes to be carried bridal style by you with your super strength vampire abilities

first time you two ate together at a restaurant when he knew you were a vampire, he asked for a raw slab of meat with lots of blood

the waiter looked at him weirdly

everyone in the restaurant stared at the two of you

you guys got banned from it

THE ENDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD

[shotanzz]

seunghan ideal type based on astrology please 💕

free my man fr 💔

SEUNGHAN IDEAL TYPE based on astrology ~

reminder this is based off of my opinions from observing his chart and my own knowledge and is not exact fact unless I knew him myself and im not a professional astrologer

Appearance: He just loves beautiful people 😭😭 Someone who can switch from a sweet feminine look to a natural but sultry look. He wouldn't mind someone who wore makeup when going out. Refreshed smooth skin. Model type faces (pretty bright smile, clear cut features, and is very photogenic). Resting happy face or looks joyful most of the time. More dewy or soft makeup. Longer hair or hair that frames the face beautifully, darker hair colors. Super fashionable and keeps up with trends; has more expensive taste. Wears more color but nothing overly bright. Features that are found attractive no matter the beauty standard. Their looks show how much they take care of themselves or are well groomed. A more feminine build or body type (shorter, curves). Has a lowkey sexiness to them "lady in the streets, freak in the sheets" LMFAO.

Personality: A sweet person packed with charisma and optimism. Someone funnier with a sense of humor. Someone who got SHMONEYZ. Mostly chill and easygoing but knows how to party and have fun. A “what will be simply will be” mindset. Someone who doesn’t mind delving into vices such as drinking or some hedonistic behaviors. Isn’t too serious or has been through enough in life where certain things don’t phase them too much. Work hard, play hard personality. Likes to meet new people and is open to new experiences. Very social-able. Someone more passive and doesn’t try to control situations or him. Has duality between being clingy in a cute way but isn’t possessive or overly jealous. Similar to Eunseok he’d like someone who can take care of themselves when he’s not around.

Morals/Values: Follows the philosophy of living in the present moment and valuing the joys of life. Finds maintaining their individuality and sense of choice important. Has a “yolo” type of thought process. Keeps the past in the past. Believes that fairness is essential.

Extras: He’d like someone who’s open to 50/50 relationships where the girl/ s.o buys gifts or sets up dates as well and not just the other way around. (lowkey gives rich older s/o vibes). Might be into foreigners or someone who indulges in foreign looks or trends. Might like someone who has similar skills to him like being a good dancer or singer.

[tzuyubit]

#03

an: me if writing and publishing smut written at 3am thats kinda proofread was illegal

but fr i literally dfk if this is bad cause im lowk half asleep so if its ass… so sorry. but i hope i did okay?? and that it makes sense?? i feel like im better at writing oral rather than fingering LMFAO

warnings: 18+, top!tzuyu, fingering, grammar mistakes probably sorry

non idol college au btw

staring at you from the comfort of your bed, it wasn’t difficult for tzuyu to tell that you were struggling with your studies. quiet sighs left your mouth every few minutes or so, and the frown painted on your face only made her want to help you more – though how could she? she knew nothing about biochemistry, but you were just so stressed, she needed to find a way to ease your mind.

the eraser from your pencil repeatedly tapped the bottom of your lip and you seemed to have no control over the up and down movement of your leg.

flipping the paper over, you adjusted your glasses up the bridge of your nose.

cute, tzuyu thought to herself before throwing her legs over the edge of the bed. she pushed off with her hands and made her way over to you.

she stood tall above you, but that was nothing new. her arms wrapped their way around your neck while her lips met the side of your cheek.

you closed your eyes, immediately relaxing into her touch. another kiss was placed, this time on your neck. then another, and another and another.

tzuyu was pleased with her effect on you.

“come on baby, you need to take a break.” she pushed, spinning you around so you were met with her face.

the first thing you notice is her lips, wet from the lick of her tongue and smeared lightly of blush colored lipstick. her eyes, however, were tinged with something you couldn’t quite place.

tzuyu cupped your chin gently, catching your attention once more. “break.”

you hummed with uncertainty. “my exams are a few days away.”

“you’ll do well, you always do baby.”

“but i still have so many units to go over, so many definitions to memorize, so much material i need to know like the back of my hand within the next three days.” you rushed out.

your girlfriend rolled her eyes, “you always forget to take care of yourself when you study this hard.”

“probably because its not that important.” you mumbled, though you regretted the words as soon as you finished speaking.

tzuyu was quick to react, dragging you to your own bed by a harsh tug of your wrist. she was the least bit pleased with your statement.

“fine. let me take care of you then since you won’t do it yourself.” she grumbled, pushing you flat on your back.

your shirt was quickly thrown on the floor and your pants were roughly tugged down your legs. you were left bare while tzuyu remained covered in silk panties and a see-through lace bra. it was unfair in your opinion, but you were still happy to be able to feel her skin against yours.

her tanned legs straddled the sides of your waist, hips grinding against the base of your abdomen. she bit her lip, leaning down to place her hands on your chest, giving your boobs a gentle squeeze.

“pretty girl.” tzuyu whispered, continuing her massage, occasionally tugging at your nipples.

and despite the damp spot forming between her legs, she halted her movements to smother you in kisses.

tzuyu was sweet like that.

she smiled down at you and took your hand, trapping it within the silk fabric she wore.

“you’ve made me a mess.” you wanted to feel her completely, but tzuyu had your arm angled just right so you couldn’t curl your fingers inside of her.

“tzuyu…”

she shook her head, “have you already forgotten what i said? i know you want to help me, but i’m the one taking care of you.”

climbing off of you, her body rest to your right side. there was a smirk on her lips. you felt small the way tzuyu was staring at you.

“spread,” she demanded. “wider. there you go, so wet already.”

tzuyu slowly began circling your clit and you whined already wanting more.

she quickened her movements upon hearing the sound of your breathing pick up, only to slow down when she could see you attempting to buck your hips.

“don’t tease tzuyu… please.” your voice cracked.

why should she listen to you?

“just getting your body relaxed.” she shrugged, speeding up the circular motion of her fingers.

your body reacted like a magnet — eyes screwing shut, fists grasping at sheets, hips attempting to lift themselves up.

she repeated this process a total of three times. both of you knew she could’ve gone much longer, but tzuyu wasn’t mean, not now anyway.

when you started to crumble, she knew it was only fair for her to comply with her original statement.

“i’ll take care of you now, don’t worry baby.” she cooed.

slender fingers began teasing your hole and you almost cried out in frustration thinking tzuyu lied. she only proved you wrong when she began pumping them in and out of your pussy.

you could no longer be quiet for her. the repeated force of her curled fingers and the kissing and sucking on your neck was finally enough to bring you where you needed to be.

your legs clamped shut around her hand, but that didn’t stop tzuyu from continuing to finger you. however , this time she let you rock against her hand, this time she let you hold on to her, fingernails tearing at her skin, this time she let you cum.

“fuck, tzuyu!” your body trembled vehemently.

she slowed the pace of her fingers helping you ride out your orgasm.

when you finally met her eyes there was nothing but admiration found. this wasn’t unusual though, you often caught tzuyu staring at you with different forms of love in her eyes. she’d never admit that to anyone else though.

you snuggled into her side, eventually succumbing to a much needed nap, one that tzuyu would be happy with.

[sugar-omi]

could i possible request fem!cove and fem MC?? just little head canons both sfw and nsfw! i have nothing entirely specific in mind but just anything that you'd like 😊

THE SMILE ON MY FACE *KICKS FEET* HEHE OF COURSE YOU CAN eta now that im done: this is a big mindless, nonsense ramble i. im sorry. i was having the biggest gay panic of my life thinking abt her LMFAO 💀💀

tags : SFW + NSFW, fem/afab cove and reader, oral (cove receiving, reader receiving ment), menstruation ment,

synopsis : me losing my mind over fem!cove 🏌️

SFW

she's not much different to cove already ofc

but in my head she shines so bright omfg...

i like to imagine she's buff no matter what

washboard abs, toned arms and thighs...

but then think abt studious!cove

i want her to be soft....

bitta tummy, thighs perfect to wrap around your head... just squishy

so torn between the two. pls i can't she's PERFECT

either way, strong enough to pick you up

if big n buff she princess carries you all the time

if you do the same back tho, once you put her down she can't stand on her feet

she's swooning. actually falling. she's in love....

MATCHING CLOTHES

ah. you two going shopping and you seeing a dress n getting it for her....

she wears it on your next date, all shy and cute because she doesn't wear dresses often

dies if you give her attention over it, especially if you make a risque comment- she can't handle it

definitely lets you put makeup on her, she's just not good so if you are, please help...

once you see her in lip gloss for the first time, please kiss her and make a comment like "your lips looked so delicious, i couldn't help it" or "i like that color on you, do you think it'd suit me too?"

and then make it a habit bc now she's buying many lip glosses so you can kiss her silly <333

back to the doesn't wear dresses/skirts often thing

i think she's very active

always in shorts, t-shirt, tank top...

i wanna put her in a 2 piece suit

nice black slacks and a vest

the vest accentuating her chest because of it's low cut..

but i'd most likely to put her in a pretty dress for the ORCA dinner

does her best to dress up, even gets a bit of help from randy bc she is definitely a bit lost when it comes to fashion

but when you see her she literally knocks the breath outta you

she IS the prettiest girl in the world

ohhh her in the low light of the dinner, the blue lights just making her look so magical

pls she's everything to me

SHE STEALS YOUR CLOTHES.

OMG HER SLEEPING IN YOUR T-SHIRT!!!!

if your shirt is big n baggy on her she looks so cute...

although if your clothes run smaller or she's in a crop top/tight shirt....

imma save that for NSFW...

if you like painting your nails, she'll match!!!

isn't good at keeping them from getting chipped, but she does her best

omfg so i've seen some people say that their periods sync with their girlfriends (me n my bestie are always synced istg!!!!)

that's you and cove

you two usually know that if you got it, the other got theirs or is getting theirs

even if you get on birth control or have say pcos or smth like that that causes your periods to be irregular/disappear, pls still comfort n hang out w her!!!

i think hers is quite irregular as well so sometimes she's the one comforting you

now im projecting af, but when she gets it it's heavy!!!

not projecting but she definitely cramps, sometimes worse than others

either way, she loves cuddling up together and watching movies and stress eating snacks with you

anyway moving on before i add smth else<3333

NSFW

still a professional pussy eater !!!

(i watch this podcast and i need yall to see *this clip bc i just wanna say.... cove would definitely eat pussy to the bone. he's a DAWG!!!!)

probably even better at navigating your cunt since it's familiar territory

NOW ABOUT HER TITTIES IN THAT TIGHT SHIRT<33

she does her damnedest to NOT wear a bra, usually wears a sports bra

but again, she prefers no bra <3

and sometimes she gets away with it

but i love the idea of her waking up, her shirt all wrinkled and crooked, making it more fitting than it already is.

you can't focus on your cereal because she's shuffling towards you, nipples straining against the thin fabric.

cove flopping next to you on the couch, stealing bites of your cereal. and before she knows it, you kissed her breathless and all but snatch her shirt off, enticed by the rise and fall of her chest.

cupping cove's tits in your hands, she's so soft, and cove let's out the prettiest whimper when you brush your fingers over her nipples

if you suck on her chest, you get an even better reaction, cove rewarding you with loud moans and desperate calls of your name.

her hands in your hair, legs shaking and thighs clenching around you, totally ruined when you slip your hand into her sleep shorts, your fingers running over her darling clit.

she's cute<333

ah. i had a thought that i wanted to share earlier hehe

double sided dildo w cove....

holding hands while you both fuck back on the toy, cove hooking her legs over yours and getting as close as possible to play with your chest and kiss you..

ohh but would love if you got on top, the toy hitting both of you so deep inside, cove's body bouncing from the force of your hips

oh my fucking god.

she's a squirtter

arghh imma lose my MIND

imagine the first patreon moment, and you have her laid out all pretty in her bed, her legs over your shoulders and a hold on her thighs to keep her from crushing your head.

her thighs trembling in your hold, feet bumping against your back and she's clawing at the sheets, whining and moaning so pretty about how your tongue feels so good, low curses slipping from her lips...

tries pushing you away, tears in her eyes.

"y/n- oh god.. wait, i'm- imma make a mess!" she whimpers, throwing her head back when you just suck on her clit more intensly, your fingers curling against her spongy walls, loud squelches coming from your ministrations.

would make such a mess, the covers under her butt getting soaked in her fluids, it's even running down your neck and chest, a sight she has to tear her eyes away from when she finally comes down from her high.

would look so pretty too, her eyes rolled back and thighs trembling, back arching up and she'd fuck back on you, milking her orgasm and whimpering from any minor touch to her sensitive body..

oh and she'd peek at you through wet, spidery lashes, her pretty blues look so brilliant and darling even with the low light of the room and once she stops covering her face with her arm/fingers, you can see the bright blush on her face.

jfc she'd be such a sight, you might have to do her again just to make sure you don't forget it.

[skullie-16]

something i really wanna do creatively is an extremely high effort FNF Pibby mod. i love Pibby as a concept sm and since i love FNF, well shit it just works out lol

problem is, it takes a long time to actually make halfway decent original music plus my art is kind of mid. like not bad but its just okay. besides, ya girl cant animate lmfao

but hey. i can character design. and character design i did!! :D

i wanted to redesign Pibby and BunBun + draw a proper face for the darkness since im a fan of a consistent protagonist

this is Pibby! i gave her a button up shirt, a skirt and a little neckerchief. small thing i did was make it the color of BunBun. speaking of which

heres BunBun! i gave the little guy a green t-shirt, toebeans and his own neckerchief to match Pibby's! i didnt wanna go overboard with either of these designs but i wanted to add to them a little. i will admit i didn't really have a set design for BunBun but im really happy with how Pibby turned out

but shes my second favorite design. my fav design i made is

this guy's name is Static. he controls the darkness. i gave him cartoon gloves, limbs that are made of pure darkness, a bowtie and a tv in his chest. his head is an emoji and depending on his mood, the emoji will change to whichever emoji best suits. also the tv will show survivors either clips of their show or the torture the infected go through

i cant really go into what the infected go through on the basis that like... this isnt an actual mod or anything but hey fuck it I'll list ideas i had for some mods (if any of these inspire you PLEASE draw what you can! id love to see yalls concepts)

1. Platformer Peril (different platform games like Sonic, Mario and Kirby)

2. Pibby in: Glitched Productions (Pibby, Girlfriend and Pico (from FNF) go through all the Glitch Productions shows ie TADC, Murder Drones, Sunset Paradise, Meta Runner and SMG4)

3. Anime Avalanche (this happened because i made a popular FNF RWBY song called "Lost Huntresses" and i wanted to add other shows like MHA, SpyXFamily, One Piece, etc)

yea idk what the post is supposed to be lol im just rambling

[cloudcountry]

Wassgooooooddd? You got any leftover space for me to join in on the mermay after party?! You actually pretty damn creative coming up with this event, Lowkey obsessed. SERIOUSLY, THANK YOU FOR TAKING TIME OUT OF YOUR LIFE TO DO THIS.

So, I'm not good at describing my personality but– many of my friends say I'm a very energetic but weirdly funny person. I have a lot of non-judgemental aura around me that some people find comforting. But that doesn't mean I'm a careless person, I actually am realllllly responsible and I like completing my tasks to complete perfection, and if no one can catch up with me... I think i end up a bit controlling about how they do stuff. I want everything to be what I think is perfect, and that's the reason why i like doing things on my own. While I may be cheerful, sometimes I don't feel like speaking and i end up quiet as a mouse. I like fun things, and I especially love food :) I'm quite a good eater if I say so myself. While I look like a dumb air headed person, I'm actually quite observant of peoples emotions.

My hobbies... I don't really have any hobbies, I do what I feel like doing at whatever time. Although, I do like basketball:))) I wouldn't say it's a hobby but I like driving in my car because i get to see many different places and sceneries. I also LOVE LOVE LOVE trying out new foods. I guess I just like things that I havent seen before? I like dancing too, but I want to learn how to get better at it. I also like spending my free time reading romance books, watching romance kdramas, and even reading romance manhwa. I like romance (even better if there's a hot male lead LMFAO)

Okay, my appearance is not unique at all. I could blend in easily in a crowd. I have black, wavy hair. I always look sleepy. I'm 5'1, and many say I have a baby face.. I actually have a very round face structure. I also have A LITTTLLLEE BIT of acne, most on my forehead. I have chubby cheeks. I'm not skinny, but nor am I plus-sized, im like in the middle. I have long, but natural nails. And I always have a ponytail! (Unless I just got out of the shower) I look like your average local vietnamese person on your street. HAHA my choice of color for my clothes consist of light yellow, tan, brown, black, and white.

Here is Jessica in all her glory.

I'm so sorry if this is too long–.... I REALLY AM.

Oh and btw don't do this if you don't feel like it! Your health is always top priority 💞

"gray snapper sure has a lot of energy!!" floyd bounces on the balls of his feet.

the debtor flips through the pages of their notepad before they speak.

"floyd gave you this nickname because you're not a very picky eater and you are very diligent when getting something done. this nickname may also be because of your choice in fashion!! the gray snapper is know for giving fishermen a fight when they want to capture it. however, you're also a bit quiet sometimes, just like the easily spooked gray snapper."

[clear-what-i-was-seeing]

Get to know me 

tagged by the wonderful and amazing @petrowriting!! thank you <3

Share your wallpaper: 

This one’s my home screen, I took a photo of a cabbage when I was like 12 years old and did something to invert the colours and have had it ever since lmao. My lockscreen is this fanart of Will Graham because it’s amazing and gorgeous and I’m obsessed with it

The last song you listened to: Through Me (The Flood) also by Hozier alksdaslkdhf. i’ve been obsessing so much it’s such a good song. i have maybe described listening to this song as a religious experience too many times for someone who has never had an actual literal religious experience 

Currently reading: 100 pages into the Red Dragon book and it is a trip lmfao. it’s so fun seeing the ways the dialogue was repurposed, and the prose is wow, but ohhh boy. thomas harris. babe. get help<3

Last movie: Jane Austen Book Club! i love grigg very much despite his stupid name. gonna start alternating between hugh dancy and mads’s movies bc I’ve been doing that accidentally I think lmao. Last three movies I did went like Confessions of a Shopaholic -> Charlie Countryman -> Jane Austen Book Club. but on the other hand I deeply need to watch like four hugh dancy movies as soon as possible for emotional reasons 

Craving: For it to be like a week from now so I’m healed from my wisdom teeth surgery. also to have no work or responsibilities for a month and just be able to write and read hannigram fics aslkdf. 

What are you wearing right now: this is my first time not being in pyjamas since getting the aforementioned wisdom teeth out lmfao. black pants and dark blue t-shirt

How tall are you: 5’3 </3

Piercings: love the aesthetic yet terrified of getting it done and also them catching on things. I got these clip-on gothic glow-in-the-dark dragon earrings a bit ago from a targeted instagram ad (my first and last time ever doing so) because I have zero impulse control, and they broke immediately. 

Tattoos: none, but have been microwave-spinning the concept of getting a hannibal tattoo since I watched. the heart from primavera would be so cool

Glasses? Contacts?: Glasses, my eyesight is deeply blurry without them

Last drink: classic water, big big fan of the stuff. reminds me of nbc hannibal because because there was water in the show a lot

Last show: watched two episodes of The Last of Us at like 5am yesterday, it was great. also perpetually rewatching hannibal by getting everyone I know to watch, and then watching with them

Last thing you ate: soft tofu in broth. there are, not a lot of vegan post-wisdom-tooth food options (also I’m very picky lmao), so I’ve been rotating between that, vegan ice cream, mashed potatoes, and vegetable smoothie for like 3 days. 

Favorite color: ohhh this is painful, is it a cop-out to say all of them? Big big fan of purple, orange with purple, green, and blue. 

Current obsession: it’s been hannibal and nothing else for 9 months now, and im going strong

Unrelated obsession: not sure if this counts exactly but there’s a writing app where you set a timer and start typing, and if you stop typing for longer than 5 seconds it deletes everything, and it’s so cool. I’ve been calling it stream-of-consciousness writing in my head for like a year bc it’s like a personal stream-of-consciousness even though ik that is not how to use that term alksfhd. I do 3 or 5 minute sprints and store them in one document, then have a second document where I edit and refine, and for a few I’ve put them side to side and colour-coded all my changes and it’s so fun

Any pets: two cats! Miles, my grey one, is extremely sweet, and possibly too smart for his own good. My other one Chico has a very adorable snaggle-tooth, and is incredibly stupid <3. he’s very bad at knowing what direction he’s going or recognizing any parts of the world around him and I love him very much.

Do you have a crush on anyone?: only in that vague abstract way, almost without direction, catching little wisps of the concept of the feeling from scattered bits of interactions with the world around me

Favorite fictional character: im absolutely refusing to choose between hannibal and will so im listening them both and you can’t stop me

The last place you traveled: i’ve literally gone nowhere since the pandemic started </3. i’m in Canada and the furthest I’ve been is just one city to another in the same province like 1.5 hours away. Hopefully going to Italy in the summer though!!

Tagging: @stranded-labyrinth, @valentinsylve, @elvislefilm, @disaster-vampire, @sacha-da-1, @dreamed-itself-waking, @em0fagz, @cannibaltranssexual, @hisjimct, @im-urchin, @ghostforwhat, @f0undationsofd3cay, @det395, @a-pigeons-soliloquy, @mysterist, and anyone else who wants to!

zero pressure, also i’m always v forgetful with tagging so if i missed anyone sorry and ily! 

[clownfucker9000]

2 8 10 and 13 and ACD (again) for Jazz please

Jazz 2.-How easy is it for your character to laugh? oh, to be agreeable? to make someone let their guard down even if just a bit? to get in someones good graces? pretty easy actually; but a real, actual, genuine laugh? preddy difficult they dont allow themself to be that open to anyone really

8.-What were they told to stop/start doing most often as a child stop being such a nuisance of course, the thing is, for their mom their mere presence was enough to count as a nuisance ;//

10.-What lie do they most frequently remember telling? Does it haunt them? back in their human days, that they didnt really need any help. actually that still applies but they have deluded themself into thinking its a truth now. Nowadays the biggest fattest lie they keep telling is about the true purpose of the cult :3c with that one they dont really feel any guilt about it, anything for their god and all that,,,,

13.-What color do they think they look best in? Do they actually look best in that color? white! the cult's actual "official" color is more of a deep burgundy but they dont really vibe with it so for their casual clothes they go with white and green mostly. does the color fit??? idk you tell me lmfao

Me Again A) Why are you excited about this character? i love villain protagonists i think we should have more of those in all types of media they're so fun and cool and you can do many interesting things with them

C) Did you have trouble figuring out where they fit in their own story? absolutely, this mf has been in a decade old journey, funnily enough there are some elements that have always stayed the same (religiousness, apotheosis, control, loss of humanity) but in very different settings, there was even a point where they almost ended up in a sci-fi story, but for the moment im glad where they are now, im aware it all might change in the future tho nothing's set in stone

D) Have they always had the same physical appearance, or have you had to edit how they look? they have changed quite a bit in all these years, probably the biggest change was from their very first appearance to the second one, specially bc Jazz was originally a woman gasp, a goddess to be precise, then around 2015 or so i retconned them as nonbinary and from there its been mostly details that have changed, their most recent change was in 2021 which is their current design! again nothing is set in stone but for the moment im happy with how they look :o)

[patches-of-thistle]

a masterlist of all my lobcorp ocs (affectionately called nuggets)

WARNING: VERY RANTY AND DISORGANIZED. WILL BE EDITED HEAVILY LATER

(also all the images are lc-related picrews im unable to commission artists for anything yet)

Loleris

Disciplinary Team Agent

he/him

this seemed like a reasonable place to start given that hes my sona! he doesnt look like me in any way, but i made him based on my scuffed wants in a sona years ago so. yeah i stuck with him lmfao

i don't really have a lot to say abt him beyond that? hes not really all that deep

he only works for disciplinary because he got in a fight with the control team captain and got both he and himself in solitary confinement - loleris ended up sticking to the department after

this was a decision i made based on a vent-fic to get frustration out of me

ALSO I SHAMELESSLY YUMESHIP HIM WITH MY AGENTS SOMETIMES not hugely but its more of an indulgent thing more than anything. kind of ironic when i mentioned i thought i was aro earlier but yeah

justice-statstick agent

his ego gear was able to swap between "Yin" and "Yang" forms. the former dealt damage whereas the latter just healed himself instead of attacking (i headcanoned this as a parrying stance and changing his appearance, hence the white hair and pale eyes)

i put some thought into it but i never put pen to paper so. thats all im putting lmfao

dont follow that picrew img to a t btw. he actually looks more like this ingame (ignore the hairclip, this was an old screenshot and i got that replaced) but i might stick with it…. if it was possible to actually replicate with the rgb coloring system pfft. banished to the fcs realm

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Katya

Assistant Manager

she/her

on the other end of the spectrum of agents i quite adore, heres one im using for a rp server im working on for my friend group!

she was (and practically still is) the safety team captain of her branch, which took place in the wonderlab mod save i had. she also uses nosferatu's ego gear there, not black swan's

katya is a loyal feather to the company for some-odd 4 years. no other job, shes just been working as an agent for that long, hence why she was entrusted the role of assistant manager with her newest (and current!) branch

she and another team captain from her branch manage "Nest L Network", which is the news station in the server canon. its also used to announce events, so she plays a pretty integral role in it imo!

katya also tailors the ego suits in her branch. if i could draw, id give examples, but atm all i have is writing of it :(

shes known as the Gossip Queen wherever she goes btw. every scoop related to her branch wont escape her!!

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Joel

Control Team Second-in-Command

he/him

hes my baby. i adore him so very much and wish him the best of luck in his mlm endeavors.... even if i didnt dev him a lot outside of first impressions

joel is his department's captain's most trusted advisor. unfortunately for said captain, joel is his (not-so) secret admirer

thats like. all i had planned for him but i loved him so much like DOESNT HE LOOK SO HUGGABLE LIKEEE

the most i had for him was that he used emoticons like ;-; in the company gc lmfao

fun fact: i actually submitted him for the LOBOTOMYQUEST video made by crow office! (linked below at 1:19; look at the far right of the hallway)

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others that i dont have the time for

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Maki

Information Team Captain

she/her

no one likes her HAHAH shes such a shithead on the company gc

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soon to add: elena (extraction team captain), asera (control team captain), barnam (training team captain)

small relevant tidbits:

asera and loleris both compete for justice-statstick agents in the same facility. also, loleris used to use justitia ego gear, which asera is using right now

asera's ego gear comes from his now-deceased wife, who died as she extracted it. he inherited it after figuring out why she went radio silent on him

joel has an interest in asera but i dont know how to take it in any way besides making him feel so empathetic to his situation that he tries to fill that void in his heart by being his boyfriend. it is not working but not because asera is angsty but rather because he has missed so many cues

elena is barely an agent so much as she is a humanoid abnormality or is atleast a spawn of one. shes lived and watched through multiple time loops in this branch and decided rebelling against whitenight is a good idea now (as she was an apostle)

"elena" is actually dead. the elena the agents know now is just a husk of her because she cant get in touch with who she was back then to the point that she cant tell if she IS elena or just some kind of possession haunting her body. either way she finds it really cool to scare clerks with

barnam helps host nest l network with katya. she also works as a zwei fixer now

[mrfutureboy]

i drew this for my mom because she LOVES sal but it’s an xmas gift so don’t show her okay? lol

[maes-flowers]

For them, for us [4] (Obi-wan Kenobi x Reader)

Summary: Following the Kenobi series, two former Jedi masters Obi-wan Kenobi and Y/n Marilla are grieving the lost of Anakin, Padme, and the jedi purge. After pledging to watch over Luke Skywalker and spending ten years in exile and making a life together, what will happen when the mistakes they made in their past come back as a new threat?

Authors note: If you like this series so far please like, reblog, and comment below! it helps alot and I really love to hear what people think! if you would like to be added to a taglist let me know down below as well.

Warnings: Descriptions of death, violence, angst, hurt/comfort, general couple behavior, idk man I really suck at warnings and I did not edit this that much lmfao im so sorry next chapter will be better I promise

Prologue- Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3

The moment you arrived on the transport the first thing you noticed was Leia was nowhere to be found. You limped to the pilot's area where Tala sat, you must've fractured your foot when you kicked Vader's metal forearm. 

“Tala, where's Leia?”

The look of guilt on her face and the lack of response made that flare of fury spark in your bones again, you smacked a hand on the back of the pilot chair and spun her around.

“Where is Leia?” you said slowly.

“I had left her to come help you and Ben, I thought the passage was clear of anyone else when I left but when we came back she was gone and the transport was still here.” Tala explained calmly.

You stepped back, laughing in disbelief as you looked at Tala.

“You left a ten year old CHILD alone while the empire was hunting for her?!” you shouted. “Do you know how stupid that was?” 

Tala opened her mouth to speak but you cut her off.

“You worked for the empire, you have to know what inhumane things they do to people and you left a child at the hands of the people who torture and kill innocent people.” your voice cracked. 

Tala went to speak again but you shook your head.

“Get me and my husband to Jabiim now, the sooner Obi-wan heals the sooner we can make a plan to get Leia back.”

“I'm sorry Kilian, I truly am.” Tala apologized.

“Then prove it.” 

You didn't bother to say anything else, limping back to where Obi-wan had laid and Ned-B was watching him and his levels. You went to touch his face but froze when you caught a glimpse of your face in the reflection of the window.

Your eyes, or well just one eye was yellow, the color was a large contrast compared to your other eye that held your normal color. Your hand went up to your face, fingers moving over the newly corrupted eye.

You didn't bother to conceal the gasp that escaped your lips as the weight of what you did crashed over you like a tsunami. You had just gone against everything you stood for the majority of your life. Using the force for your own gain, letting your emotions control your actions, letting your attachment to Obi-wan grow unhealthy and possessive.

You walked backwards, away from the window and Obi-wan and pressed yourself against the wall to physically get yourself as far away from Obi-wan as you could. You let out a cry in pain as the rocks and rubble from when Vader force pushed you across the rough ground that still remained in the skin of your back pressed against the cool metal of the ship, the adrenaline from the fight long gone as you felt dry blood crack and shift across your skin.

“Y/n”

You looked at the voice and saw Tala standing by you, concerned on her face at your position.

“I'm sorry,” You whispered out defeatedly. “I didn't mean to treat you like that. I'm so sorry.”

Tala put a comforting hand on your shoulder, guiding you to sit down on the floor as she reached for the bag of supplies you gave her when you left her and Leia and pulled out the contents, placing them on the floor beside you.

“I'm going to lift your shirt, okay?” Tala said quietly.

You winced at the feeling of the fabric fibers clinging to your skin, the thread mingling with the blood as Tala lifted the shirt to show the expanse of your back. You bit your tongue as Tala began on removing the debris, the quiet clanking of the rocks hitting the metal floor.

“You're not a monster Y/n.” Tala murmured suddenly.

You turned your head slightly, trying to look at her but it was useless.

“How can you say that? You saw me back there with Vader and how I just treated you.” you said bitterly. 

“I think you're mistaking fighting to survive and to protect your loved ones as being wrong and evil. Monsters kill innocent people and take what they can from whoever they want, not caring for anyone's safety.” Tala explained, as she wiped the blood off your back with an antiseptic. The sting of it grounding you slightly as you listen to her speak.

“You feel regret and shame for something you did and thought it was wrong. That doesn't make you a monster, that makes you human.”

Her words doused the fire in you, the guilt and fear remained but had simmered down to a burning ember that was now much easier to tame and accept with a healthier mindset. You felt more like yourself and you realized how close you were to losing yourself in the dark.

Tala placed a bandage on your back, covering the now clean wounds and pulled the ruined shirt over your back again. You turned around so you could look at her face to face and gave her a tired smile.

“Your words mean more to me than you know, thank you.”

Tala smiled back and placed her hand on top of yours and gave a kind squeeze.

“I'm honored, and I promise you we will get Leia back.”

You and Tala sat on the ground for what felt like hours until the ship rattled as it entered the atmosphere, Tala helped you stand up your balanced shaky as you avoided putting weight on your injured foot as Tala went to land the ship while you limped to Obi-wan. He was somewhat conscious as he blinked in confusion, a pained gasp leaving his lips as the ship jostled his body as it landed. Putting a hand on his uninjured arm to keep him steady you leaned over him, his eyes unfocused gaze couldn't meet yours.

“Hold on baby, just hold on for a little longer.” you begged.

You stayed by his side until the hatch of the ship opened and two men came in and took him out on a stretcher, you went to follow but you yelped in pain when you put your full weight on the foot. Ned-B heard your cry and the droid walked over to you, his cold robotic hands wrapping under your legs and lifted you up and walked you out of the ship. Tala turned to  you as she walked alongside Obi-wan on the stretcher.

“We're taking Obi-wan to a Bacta tank! Ayla will help you with your foot and I will grab you in a moment!” Tala shouted before she walked around a corner. Ned-b walked you over to a cot and gently placed you on it as a woman walked over.

“Thank you Neb-B.” you smiled, patting your hand on its hard chest.

The woman kneeled down by your foot and gently lifted it, examining it with care. She hummed in thought before glancing up at you.

“Your fifth metatarsal is slightly fractured.” she explained as she slid off your boot and socks, her hand rested over the bruised skin.

You suddenly remembered your eye and froze, your hand coming up to cradle it. You didn't want these people to think you were sith.

“Ignore my eye,” you murmured nervously, scared of her reaction but all you received was a raised brow.

“Your eyes are fine, unless there's an issue you're having?” Ayla asked.

You put your hand down slowly, looking for anything that had a reflection but Ayla handed you a small mirror from her medkit and you held it up to your face. You smiled at your reflection, no yellow iris in sight, just the normal pigment.

“Did you hit your head commander?” Ayla asked and you blinked.

“I'm sorry? Did you just call me commander?” you asked in disbelief you haven't been called that in so long you almost forgot about it. Ayla just smirked her hands wrapping around your ankle and you could feel the bone in your foot mending back together.

“I was a medic for the 501st battalion, I helped when the infirmary was too full but I was a new jedi knight.” Ayla said before she pulled her hands away. “Does that feel better?”

You rolled your ankle and were pleased to feel no pain in the movement and slid your boot back on.

“It's perfect thank you, Ayla.” you grinned. “I have to go see how my husband is doing but I'm glad you were here.” you hoped she understood what you were trying to say.

“I’m glad you survived as well.” Ayla said kindly before she waved you off. “Please don't let me hold you back, go see your husband.”

 You followed the path you saw Tala take when you first arrived, avoiding shoulder checking people in the small area as you walked around the corner. However, you weren't expecting the large bacta tank to be in the center of the newly accessed area, the machine was lowering Obi-wan's crippled body into the tank. Jogging over you placed your hand on the glass, his body twitching over and over again.

“Y/n,” Tala called down from her spot on the stairs that led to the top of the tank, quickly coming down the steps to meet you. “Ben is fine. He will need to be in here for a few hours at least but there's a small wash area I want you to go and clean yourself off, I put clean clothes out for you as well.”

Your body screamed for a shower, it had been a long time even before everything happened with Leia that you had access to running water. You and Obi-wan had to opt for water canteens and rags when the time called for it in the barren desert. Your eyes casted nervously towards the tank again.

“He will be fine, I also don’t want to take the chance of any bacteria to get into the cuts on your back.”

That…made sense.

“Okay,” you relented. “Show me the way.”

Tala guided you to the small wash area, and she wasn't lying when she said it was small. It had a flimsy curtain that shielded what looked like a crevice in a cave small enough you didn't think you could hold your arms out if you wanted to.

“I know it's not perfect but-”

“Tala it's perfect, thank you.” you cut in, putting a kind hand on her shoulder.

“Alright, I'll see you soon and if Ben's condition changes I'll come get you.”

“Thank you.” you said again. “For everything.”

Tala just gave you a shy smile in response and left you alone. You sighed to yourself and clipped off your lightsaber, placed it next to the pile of clean clothes tala left and began to peel off the sweat and dirt covered layers before you undid the messy braid your hair had been in for the last two days.

You turned on the water and stepped under the spray, closing your eyes in bliss at the lukewarm water drenching your bruised skin. The bandage on your back surprisingly stayed on as you rubbed the dirt off your face, arms, legs, hair, and nails. Turning the water a murky shade of brown as it went down the drain.

You didn't give yourself the luxury of staying in for long, partially due to wanting to go back to Obi-wan and also the guilt of having a shower while Leia was stuck with imperials who were probably interrogating her at that very moment.

That thought alone made you turn the water off and roughly dry off with the small rag Tala had left hanging by the shower. You grabbed the simple pair of black linen pants as well as the simple light blue tunic and slipped them on, you had missed the feeling of clean clothes on your back.

 You quickly slid on a black cloak-like vest and your boots, strapped your lightsaber back on the harness on your thigh and made your way back to Obi-wan.

Only to find him no longer in the tank.

Your mind went to the worst case scenario; his injuries were to servere and the bacta tank couldn't do anything and he was dead.

“Tala!” you shouted looking around for your new friend, walking around quickly.

“In here!” she shouted, poking her head to the corner to a room you didn't even notice your first walk around. You sprinted in the room, your feet skidding and your wet hair whipping in your face at your abrupt stop in front of Tala.

“Where's Obi-wan? Is he okay? Why is he out of the tank? Is he dea-” you rapid fire question came to a halt when Tala simply stepped aside revealing Obi-wan standing in front of you, dressed in clean robes and alive. He had a look on his as he stared at you, one that made your gut twist violently you wanted to throw up.

He knows what you did, what you became for a brief moment.

“I'm so sorry.” you started. “I'm sorry for breaking our promise, for doing what I did, for leaving Leia-”

Obi-wan made the first move quickly, coming up to you and pulling you in his arms, one hand smoothing the hair on the back of your head and the other wrapping around your back. His head was bruised on the top of your head while yours was shoved into the crook of neck.

“You're still the woman I love, that's all that matters to me.” he leaned and whispered for your ears only. “Thank you for doing what you did to protect me.”

You pulled away, running a hand through the now clean hair thanks to sitting in the bacta tank and pulled him close to kiss him just two quick pecks on his chapped lips and pulled away, your hand placed on his chest as you looked up at him with fierce determination.

“Let's get our niece back.”

🖾

“Roken.” Tala called out, guiding you and Obi-wan into another area of the cave. You saw large men kneeled down working on a small machine, he looked behind him and shook his head when he spotted you.

“They shouldn't be here.” Roken spat out.

“I know you're upset, but-” Tala was cut off when Roken stood up and walked over.

“I mean it,” he said sternly. “Get them on the first transport out of here.”

You crossed your arms behind your back and shuffled in place, the tension growing faster and faster each second as he pointed at the two of you.

“Too many people are looking for you, you put us all in danger!”

“We need your help.” Obi-wan said.

“So does every kid making a rock float from here to Coruscant!” Roken countered.

“Someone very important to us has been taken, we need your help to get her back.” You argued.

“I'm sorry general and commander but that's not my problem.”

“I wish that were true.” retorted Obi-wan.

Roken sighed and shook his head, walking away but the three of you trailed behind him closely.

“She knows everything. Where we are, what we're doing.” Tala argued. “Roken, if she finds us then we need to prepare for an evacuation.”

“I can't just shut everything down, Tala. everything runs outta here.” Roken dismissed as he leaned down in front of  a control pad.

“Then help us get her back,”  Obi-wan insisted. “You've no idea what the empire is capable of.”

Roken did not like that comment, turning around with an angry look and pointed at you

“This is your wife?” he asked.

“Yes.” Obi-wan said cautiously.

“I had a wife once, just like yours. I knew exactly what she was before we got married and we tried to hide it, but the inquisitors found her anyway! So I know exactly what the empire is capable of.” he fumed.

“Roken,” you spoke softly, he turned to you and you placed a hand on his shoulder. “I know you care for everyone here and you want them safe and I respect you greatly for that, but without your help another life just like how your wife's life was brutally taken away will happen again.”

Rokens face softened at your words and he looked down for a moment before looking back at you.

“Look, if you want my help, you got it.” he offered and you dropped your hand from his shoulder and nodded.

“Tell us everything you know.”

Roken nodded and gestured to you to follow him, leading you to a meeting room that had a small holotable in the center. You, Obi-wan, Tala, Roken, and two others hovered around the table.

Roken smacked the holotable a couple times before the hologram popped up showing a planet. You were standing in between Tala and Obi-wan leaning against the table as Roken zoomed in.

“Nur, it's a water moon,” he said. “We got this off the grid while it was being built, it's all we have but it's in the Mustafar system.”

“That's Vader's system.” Tala pointed out.

“Is Vader there?” Obi-wan asked.

“We don’t think so, our intel shows he is still on his ship but he's close.”

“So that's it?” A scrawny man said from across the table. “Fortress inquisitorius.” 

A woman looked over at the man and glared at him.

“It's impenetrable, Wade.”

You scratched your cheek in thought.

“How far down do you think it goes?” you wondered out loud.

“No idea,” Roken shrugged. “It's their base of operations so it probably has a command center, a training facility.”

“Truth is, nobody knows what it looks like.” The woman next to Drew said. Obi-wan leaned in at the table and tilted his head.

“I don't see any shields.”

“That's because no one would be stupid enough to attack them.” Roken replied.

“We could take those speeders, go at night.” Obi-wan pointed behind him. “I saw some T-47s in the hangar.” he suggested.

“It's suicide.” Roken said.

“Yeah well, we're not soldiers. Those speeders are for hauling sewage.” The woman said.

You stood up straight and planted your hand on the table, catching everyone's attention.

“You may not be soldiers, but we are.” you said, gesturing to you and Obi-wan. Which was the truth, you didn't give three years of your life for nothing. “She's ten years old, we won't leave her there and we’ll go on our own.”

“Your friend can barely stand and I don't think you could handle the base all by yourself.” the woman said, making you raise a brow.

“Wanna bet?” you glared.

“I'll go with them.” Tala chimed in and everyone looked over at her in surprise. “Well, I have officer clearance. I can get you inside and I can get you access .”

Obi-wan stood up from his spot and stepped closer to her, his brow creased deeply.

“Is your cover still intact?”

Tala shook her head, unsure from Obi-wan's question.

“We’ll find out soon enough.”

“Tala-”  you spoke, worry evident on your face as you looked at your friend.

“We're wasting time, get my ship fueled and ready.” Tala demanded, cutting you off. She didn't give you a chance to speak again before she stormed off.

🖾

Your head rested on Obi-wan's lap as you tried to get much rest after your fight with Vader, you had tried to convince Obi-wan to rest as well but he refused politely. Your eyes were half opened as the family hum of the ship rocked you gently into an almost asleep state but the sound of a small object dragging against metal kept you awake. You twisted your hand and pulled the object to you and gripped it tight in your hand.

“Stop trying to force it Obi” you mumbled tiredly. “You heard what Tala said earlier, your mind needs to heal as well.”

You adjusted yourself to lay on your back rather than your side and looked up at Obi-wan and handed back the object you now recognized was the holoprojector Bail had given Obi-wan years ago. He looked down at you with a disappointed face, slightly dejected at his rusted skill.

“How are you feeling?” you asked.

“I’m okay,” he answered. “Sore, but okay.”

Anakin played a cheap shot, clearly still bitter from Obi-wan leaving him after he burned and wanted payback. You were glad to see that only his arm was damaged compared to his former padawans disabled state.

“How did you do it?” he asked quietly and you looked at him in confusion.

“Do what?”

“How were you able to fight him…” he paused for a moment. “Like he wasn't Anakin.”

You were quiet for a moment as you gathered your thoughts.

“I didn't care,” you admitted. “Not when the dark side had me in its grips, all I wanted was revenge. To make him suffer like he made you suffer, like he made Padme suffer, like he made those kids suffer.” you closed your eyes when you felt him run a hand through your hair. 

“I care now though,”  you whispered. “Even when I know I shouldn't and when I saw what it did to my eye and how scared I felt when I let my emotions get the best of me I can't imagine what Anakin felt when it first happened to him.”

You opened your eyes again and sat up, Obi-wan followed your movement with his eyes as you put a hand on his knee.

“I feel terrible about it, but at the same time I'm glad I did it. It felt so wrong leaving you like that…I don't even want to think about what would've happened if I left you there.” 

“I shouldn't have asked you to do that, knowing how stubborn you are I should've known you would come after me.”

You chuckled lightly at the statement.

“From here on out, we do this together, as a team.” you said, holding out your hand. “Deal?”

Obi-wan hesitated for a long moment but eventually grabbed your hand and shook it, you lifted your conjoined hands and kissed his knuckles, your personal way of sealing the deal.

Tala walked in, she was dressed back in her imperial uniform as she hovered by the door, the look on her face was serious.

“We’re almost there, I'll drop the ship low enough above the water for you two to jump in and from there I'll override one of the underwater entrances to get you in.” she handed you and Obi-wan breathers. “Be ready in about three minutes.”

You quickly prepared, removing the pouch attached to you to avoid anything more to weigh you down while you swan and braided your hair to be out of your face. You were nervous, unsure what you'd witness in the fortress but you refused to let that make you hesitate.

“You ready?” Tala asked.

“Yeah,” you nodded, glancing at Obi-wan who also gave a confirm nod “Open the hatch!”

The damp wind rushed over your body as the hatch opened, the sound of the roaring engine loud in your ears as you looked over the edge. The drop down to the water looked about thirty three feet, the height made you swallow nervously.

“Don’t think, don't think, don't think!” you shouted to yourself over the wind before placing the breather into your mouth and jumped.

You couldn't hear Obi-wan's worried shout as you leaped, quickly crossing your arms and keeping your legs straight as possible as you plunged into the bluish green water. Everything around you went deathly quiet as the water filled your ears. Your surroundings are slightly blurry underwater but you could make out the explosion of bubbles as Obi-wan entered the water. You began to swim to the large building, fish and other creatures floating past you as you pushed yourself through the slightly murky water.

“I'm overriding an entry point, it should be right ahead of you.” Talas' voice appeared in your ear though the commlink. You and Obi-wan swan ahead, the entry opening above you slowly as you swan to the top.

When you dragged yourself out of the entrance, the small room was silent beside you and Obi-wan wringing out your water logged clothes. The sound of water splashing on the smooth black floor echoed loudly. The two of you went to the doors, each of you against the wall on either side as you heard the hiss of the doors sliding open and a stormtrooper walking in to investigate the noise. Obi-wan acted quickly, jumping forward and wrapping his arms around the soldiers neck and dragged him back to the pool of water and held him tightly until he went limp in his arms. He tossed the unconscious body into the water and came back to the door, pulling out his commlink.

“We’re in.” he said, his voice low and rough as he stalked forward in the hall. You haven't seen him this focused and aggressive in so long you forgot how good it looked on him. You cleared your throat and refocused, this wasn't the time to think about how good Obi-wan looked.

“Where is she, Tala?” you whispered.

“Detention areas in a secure sector, just keep heading north.”

Suddenly Obi-wan yanked on your arm and shoved you  against the wall. You braced yourself for your head to hit the hard metal at the quick move but was relieved to feel Obi-wan's hand cradling the back of your head as he pressed himself closely to you. His large frame  was blocking your view but you heard the quiet hum of a droid go past you.

“Seeker droids.” He whispered into his commlink, guiding you to hide around the corner.

“I see it,” Tala confirmed. “It looked like they're everywhere, you'll need to-” her voice cut out.

“Tala?” you asked. “Tala, can you hear me?” you called out worriedly.

You and Obi-wan sprinted as the seeker droid rounded the corner again, stealthily running over to another hall and quickly shut it.  You crouched down low as Obi-wan stood straight against the wall when it came up to the door and peered into the small window. You held your breath as it scanned for any life forms, only releasing it when you heard it float away.

“Tala?” Obi-wan called out.

There was no response.

The sound of footsteps coming down the hall made you curse.

“Maker, give me a break.” you hissed, you and Obi-wan splitting off and climbing behind the large slanted beams supporting the building across each other. Your body leaned back awkwardly against the metal.

“This place gives me the creeps.” A stormtrooper commented to his buddy.

“Hopefully we won't be stationed here for long.” he replied.

Yours and Obi-wan's commlink crackled as Talas voice on the other line spoke out.

“Ben?”

You quickly covered the commlink speaker with you hand when the stormtroopers froze.

“Did you hear that?”

You leaned to the side and saw them pull out their blaster and retreat back down the hall where they came, you began to panic when they stepped forward to look directly where Obi-wan was hiding but a sudden thump in the distant made them turn their head

“Over there, let's go.” One of the troopers pointed out, running down the hall.

You leaped down from your spot and looked at Obi-wan, a proud look on your face as you walked quickly the opposite way the troopers went. His strength within the force was already returning and it made you happier than you wanted to admit.

“What happened?” Obi-wan whispered, glancing behind the both of you to make sure no one was following you.

“I had some company, but it's been taken care of.” Tala assured him.

🖾

You felt like you've been walking down the same hall for hours now, each hall being a bland duplicate of the last with the occasional turn. The same door being the same dull gray over and over again.

You might lose your mind.

“Ben. Y/n. Where are you?” Tala asked as you turned another corner.

“I think we just found the secure sector.” Obi-wan said and you glanced up. This door was different, it still had the same gray matt finish but on each side had a bright red Imperial symbol on each side. Obi-wan put the key in and the doors revealed another hall doused in a dark red light, Leia had to be close. You started to run, only stopping when a new door had to be opened. Being so focused in made you run halfwaythrough  another hall before you even processed the new shade of golden orange surrounding you. Looking over at Obi-wan, who now had a horrified look on his face.

“Obi, what's wrong-” you asked, looking to see what he was staring at only for your words to die on your tongue. A sea of rows upon rows of bodies encapsulated in an amber looking substance, a multitude of species frozen in time before your very eyes.

“What is it?” Talas asked.

“I think we just found out what was hiding down here.” Obi-wan said slowly, discomfort very evident in his voice. “This place isn't a fortress.” 

“It's a tomb.” you muttered appalled at what you were seeing as you began to walk slowly back to where Obi-wan was. multiple jedis, women, men, and even a few padawans with their training helmets still on. You swallowed the bile climbing up the back of your throat when you say one child's peculiar terrified face.

“Is this the reason inquisitors are hunting us? To harvest Jedi?” you gaped.

Obi-wan froze at one specific person, his face visibly paling so much you could see the color leave his face from a couple feet away.

“What's wrong?” You asked alarmed.

“Y/n, don’t come over here.” Obi-wan said seriously.

That tone he used made you even more nervous and you moved to see what he was looking at but he quickly mauvered coming at you at a freakish speed and pulled you away. You fought against his grip as he wrapped his arms around your chest.

“Obi-wan, let me go.” you grunted angrily, as you twisted in his grip. “Obi-wan!”

Your hands came to his and you had to use the force to give you enough strength to counter his  to pry his hands away from you which allowed you to then rip his arms off of you and ran to where Obi-wan a moment before. 

Once you processed what you were looking at you desperately wished you listened to him. Hovering in front of you. A tholothian woman, with golden umber skin, and purple eyes stared back at you. The hairs on the back of your neck stood up, the blood from your own face draining away.

You knew those eyes.

“Master Stass?” you breathed out, the air in your lungs being ripped away by the invisible force that was grief. It seemed the world beneath you shifted, like a tectonic plate giving you your own personal earthquake. You pressed your hand on the glass and dropped your head, a silent sob racking over your body.

Your body was basically limp when Obi-wan dragged you away from your former master. his arms around your back being the only holding you as you buried your face in his chest, a broken scream ripped from your throat that was muffled by the thick material of Obi-wan's tunic.

“I know,” Obi-wan soothed, his head bruised in your hair and he held you tight. “I'm so sorry.”

Of course he knew. he had lived through the same loss of Qui-gon all those years ago, but then you were both Padawans and the roles you and Obi-wan were in now were revered.

You were tired of crying and constantly losing things you loved and cared about due to the empire.

“Young Padawan, you wear your heart on your sleeve.” Master Stass kneeled down in front of you.

You looked up at her with red eyes, the council had pulled you aside after a mission went wrong due to you protecting  another jedi who got injured during battle resulting in you leaving your station. The council had given you a very strict talk about attachments and the adhering to jedi code and warning if you were to mess up again you'd be suspend and or expelled from the order.

“You were wrong, master.” you wiped away your tears with your sleeve. “I'm not meant to be a jedi, the council even said my emotions are hindering me.”

Which was true, in a sense. You've grown very serious attachments to your master and Obi-wan. The woman who basically raised you and the man who is your closest friend and secretly loved. The fear of losing them was something that followed you through every sunrise and every sunset. You've had issues of forcvison'sns being triggered, most of them happening when you lost a grip on your emotions and they were beginning to hinder you in multiple aspects of your training.

 But those attachments made you want to be better, to train harder and to protect fiercely.

How could that be bad?

“You are a person who is very in tune with your feelings,  but I do not perceive that as a bad thing young one as that is how the force created you.” Master stass put a hand under your chin and lifted it gently, a gesture for you to hold your head high. “Do not think of a thing  you cannot change as a weakness, use it to its potential to do good in a healthy way. Wear your strengths and flaws with pride and through that I believe you will be a great jedi one day my young apprentice, perhaps one that can show a new way of life.”

You shook your head.

“Master, the council said emotions and attachment were-” 

Master Stass held out a hand, silencing you.

“Trust in the force, if you ever stray away I will guide you home.”

You came back to your face still buried in Obi-wan's chest, your tears made the material wet as it soaked up your grief. You pulled away to look at the man in front of you, who quietly wiped away your tear tracks with the pads of his thumbs as he looked at you with worry. Stepping away from him you slowly went back to your beloved master.

“Master,” you spoke softly, your hand pressing against the glass as you looked in her eyes. “I'm sorry I couldn't protect you like you protected me. The loss is a part of me now but I will use these feelings to protect the people still here.”

“Help, somebody help. Please!” Leia's voice echoed through the force, disnat and scared. You looked at Obi-wan in fear.

“Tala,” Obi-wan said urgently. “We need a distraction!”

“Why, what happened?”

“Just do it, now!” you shouted and you began to run again.

The closer you got to Leia the stronger you felt her through the force, her fear acting as a guide to where she is.

“There!” you pointed out a door with another red symbol on it, you ran to open it but Obi-wan called out to you. He pointed out the electrical panels that controlled the lights and doors to that room and pulled out his lightsaber and slashed the panel. The door opened, leading to a large interrogation room, with a red circle on the floor illuminating the room just enough for you to see two stormtroopers guarding Leia. 

You moved quickly, moving to the one on the right. Your footsteps light against the tile as you creeped up behind them and slowly raise your lightsaber to their temple and activate the weapon.  The trooper let out a quiett grunt as the blade entered through one side of his head and through the other before drooping to the ground. Obi-wan went full aggressor and repeatedly attacked the trooper before they also dropped dead. 

Running to where Leia was strapped down you and Obi-wan quickly undid the restraints and placed her on the ground. Getting on your knees you smiled widely at the sight of her being unharmed.

“You're both alive, they told me you were dead.” she frowned. 

You pulled a stray hair covering her forehead and tucked it away behind her ear.

“We’re okay. They wouldn't have been able to kill us before we got you home, we’re far too stubborn for that. Are you okay? Did they hurt you?”

“I didn't tell them anything.” she promised.

“We know.” Obi-wan said gently. “Come with us, we're going to get you home.” 

🖾

You ran through the maze of halls again as Obi-wan held onto Leia's hand, keeping your head down as you passed through the tomb again. Focusing on the fact there was nothing you can do about your master without endangering Leia, Obi-wan, and yourself. 

Focused on trying to get out of the base and watching for troopers you totally forgot about the seeker droids roaming around the halls until the three of you were walking down the hall and heard the obnoxious alarm beeping right behind you, cursing as it began to follow you.

“This is fine, it's just us around here. I'll just break the droid with my saber before the laram sounds.” you said getting you saber ready right as the main alarm began to go off, the sound echoing off the walls. “Okay, nevermind. Run. Run. Run!”  

Obi-wan whipped out his commlink.

“Tala! We're out in the open!” Obi-wan shouted.

There was no response for a moment but soon enough you heard a panting Tala call back.

“Where are you?”

You didn't get a chance to respond as a blaster shot whizzed by your ear, turning on your lightsaber you lunged and deflected a shot from hitting Leia right in the back. You force pulled the seeker droid to you and sliced the machine in half while Obi-wan continued to send the two stormtroopers at the end of the hall blaster shots back their way. One of the shots went through the chest of the stormtrooper on the left leaving one standing. Obi-wan moved fast and closed in on him before spinning and cutting them in half, spinning his saber in a dramatic flare.

“Come on, follow Ben!” you ushered Leia quickly, deflecting blasts from two more troopers before running away.

The scenery changed once you turned down a new hall, the walls now showing the underwater landscape against the window panes instead of matte black like before. Multiple stormtroopers and a few imperial workers swarmed both the entryways in the halls.

“Hide!” Obi-wan told Leia, who ran to hide behind a lip of the window seal. Blocking herself from the fire of blaster shots. Obi-wan deflected the shot with ease, his mastery of the Soresu form still very much intact, tight and controlled. Focusing on defensive rather than offense. You never mastered one form of lightsaber combat, your arenal of combat moves continually pulling from the Ataru and Djem So forms. Preferring speed and using your strength in the force to use aggressive attacks.

You ran and dropped to the floor, sliding across the smooth material of the floor and sliced the enemies legs off, their dismembered upper half thumping beside you. Shoving ther body away from you stood up and found your back pressed against Obi-wan's working as a team to take down the ever growing group of stormtroopers. 

“Just like old times huh, Kenobi?!” you grunted as the ache in your arms grew.

One of the blaster shots Obi-wan deflected and smacked the control panel, closing the door as another wave of stormtroopers and shocktroopers were coming at you. The blastershot malfunctioning the door making it stuck.

“Ben the window!” Leia shouted.

You and Obi-wan turned and saw a large crack in the glass, the crack webbing out and growing larger and larger as each second passed. Obi-wan shot his hand out, preventing the glass from shattering and drawing you all. The troopers began to pry the door open but you held your hands out and fought to keep the doors closed with the force, however it was a fast losing battle with one person against seven.

“Ben. Y/n!” Tala shouted, finally finding your small group.

“Tala!” you shouted out relieved to see her okay.

“Tala get her out of here, i'll hold it!.” Obi-wan grunted out as the crackling of the glass grew larger. You looked back at Obi-wan, sweat growing on your face as you fought desperately to hold the door closed.

“Tell me when!” you shouted.

Obi-wan moved his hand, the cracking sound of the glass growing louder the closer it traveled to you.

“Now!”

You dropped you hand and ran back right as the glass shattered and a wave of water came crashing down the hall, side sweeping the troopers.

“Run!” Tala screamed at the both of you.

You and Obi-wan stumbled forward, jumping over the dead bodys and ran for your life as the water roared after you. Tala smacked the control panel right before you and OBi-wan ran through, the doors closing right before the water could escape with floating bodys drifting around like a fish in a tank. Water began to seep from the seal of the door as you caught your breath.

“That's not going to hold for long.” Tala said, kneeling down and handing you and Obi-wan a coat from the two imperial workers on the floor. 

“Put these on.”

🖾

“There's no way this is going to work.” you mumbled under your breath walking beside Tala as Obi-wan hid Leia under his coat. Her small body created a large lump on his right side as the four of you walked across the landing dock. Imperials were everywhere you looked, everyone panicking as the alarm still blared repeatedly through the large base.

“Almost there.” Tala muttered.

You kept your head down, not having a hat to cover your face as you kept a nervous hand on your lightsaber in your pocket. The dock was cleaning up from people, soon enough you would be off this planet.

“A traitor!” a voice shouted loudly.

The four you spun around and saw the third sister, saber drawn with a small army of stormtroopers and shocktroopers behind her.

“A child and an old couple. Was it worth it?” the third sister sneered. “Betraying everything you are?”

Obi-wan pushed Leia behind him while you stepped behind Leia, the two of you created a small area of protection for her as you began to be surrounded with blasters pointed all around you.

“This was never who I was.” Tala said.

The third sister raised her lightsaber at her menacingly.

“Then you die, for nothing”

You put a hand on Leia's shoulder, anxiety bubbling in you as even more blasters were raised. You closed your eyes prepared to get shot when you heard the loud rumble of a ship appear above you. Looking up as two fighter ships flew down and began shooting at the imperials surrounding you, loud explosions and fire quickly invading the area. You snagged a balster off the ground and urged everyone to move. You, Tala, and Obi-wan fought off the few stragglers as you moved closer to the edge of the landing dock as the third sister followed.

The second figthershipped landed roughly on the ground sparks flying as the top of the ship came down and Sully poked her head out.

“Get in!” she shouted.

You quickly lifted Leia into the ship and followed her before leaning out the window to pull Obi-wan and Tala up. The top closing as the first figthership began to shoot at the third sister, distracting her from getting any closer. The ship shot off, you stumbled at the speed as Sully yelled at Wade to stop his attack.

Not being able to see what was going on, the sound of an explosion made you flinch as a pained shout came from Sully, calling out to her friend. 

🖾

The air was solemn when you walked onto the main ship, everyone walked slowly as equations and disappointed tugged at your bones. Roken walked in smiling, but his face quickly fell when he was the dejected looks on everyone's face.

“Where's Wade?” he asked.

There the lack of response gave Roken his answer, he closed his eyes and sighed.

“I guess your soldiers now.” you said, turning to Tala. “I'd get the girl a drink.”

Tala nodded sadly and walked off while Sully sat down. 

Shrugging off the imperial jacket, you went to the window and watched Nur fade away in the distance. The guilt of having to leave Mater Stass alone on that planet ate away at you.

“Are you okay?” Leia asked.

You turned around and saw her sitting by Obi-wan, who also looked at you in concern. The sight of them alone made the loss more bearable, you may not have been able to help your master but at the very least they were okay. 

“Yeah, I'm okay.” you smiled sadly.

Leia looked down at Obi-wan's hand and reached up placing hers on top of his, he looked down and looked at her so softly it made emotion grip at your chest as he turned his hand and gingerly held her hand, rubbing a comforting thumb across the back of Leia's hand. The two smiled at each, providing each other a comfort they didn't know they needed.

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rambling about my sun square ascendant while attempting to sound coherent

hi! so, im on a break? and im still on a break, though not of my own volition—i’ve been in a very sociable mood these past few months and i’m very much missing my online life, but my astigmatism has gotten worse and my daily headaches are very unbearable (yes i still have to go to the doctor but (1) i have no time and (2) shut up) so i try to stay away from my phone at all times, but i woke up with an insane determination to talk about something so i’m gonna DO IT 

so. i’m thinking about how many times i’ve refused very good opportunities, and the reason for it to be so. when i was a kid, i was offered to skip a few years of school and go to a higher grade, and when my mom asked me if i wanted to, i said no (thank god because that shit is literally a scam and would’ve ruined my life). why? i didn’t want to leave my friends behind. and then, in middle school, i had the opportunity of doing the admission exams to a prestigious and elite music school, but i decided not to. because i didn’t want to leave my friends behind. and then, when i was finishing high school, i was going to go to a college in LONDON to study the best course ever that doesn’t exist in my country, also known as creative writing: my one passion in life besides talking too much, and I REFUSED. AGAIN. WHY? BECAUSE MY DUMB ASS WAS IN LOVE AND I DIDN’T WANT TO LEAVE THE PERSON BEHIND. if i continue with the examples i might jump off a bridge, but there were other times—when i could go on erasmus to other countries, opportunities to travel and whatnot, that i’ve always refused. which is very insane to think about because. well. my friendships were shitty for a long time; all my friends treated me like a doormat before ninth grade where i got one (1) much more than decent friend. so, like, why was i so afraid of separating from my friends? sigh eva, big sigh. 

but that’s not the point. the point is my last astro observations post, where i wrote that one sun square ascendant observation—the one about people expecting me to not pursue my ambitions or grow better and hotter in any way due to it hurting their self-esteem and the control they have on me has been a very big theme in my life. there’s one example which still makes my blood boil. when i was in like eighth grade, i was very sad and edgy and hated everyone and was antisocial and had a terrible self-esteem etc. etc., the whole sasuke uchiha starter pack, but then my family... situation got better and so i got better—i started wearing colorful clothes, not just black all the time; i started hanging out with/making friends, i became more confident and and even started enjoying partying and casual dating, basically i was thriving. and my best friend at the time was really enraged about that, she was so shocked and appalled that i would change??? for the better??? and stop being miserable??? HOW DARE I. and she would try to get me back into being my old self, and i now know it’s because when i was sad and hated myself it was easier for her to use that to her advantage, aka compare herself with me in every aspect of life and be pleased with the result. (no, literally. she would put the two of us in front of a mirror and start explaining to me how she was prettier and hotter and that the only thing i had to my advantage was being skinny LMFAO... omfg im gonna commit a crime). and this is like, the thing that gets me the angriest, though i think it wasn’t the most significant one, but i don’t feel like talking about the others and i have to get ready for work in about 5 minutes so 

but the point of this post is. yes, there have been instances in my life where my friends and family have cried and sobbed and begged for me to not pursue my dreams or something as small as having a higher self-esteem, and have felt very outraged when i denied them the comfort of keeping me inside a box—but there have also been times when i WILLINGLY did that to myself due to this innate fear of... i don’t know? of being better, of angering them, of abandoning people the same way i was abandoned, of actually achieving my ambitions and being forced out of the cage of self-loathing??? like fuck i don’t know, i’m still in the very early stages of my therapy journey, but what i know is that this is definitely something i have to unlearn. 

so. merry (late) christmas and thank you to those who sent me kind messages on the holidays, and happy new years eve while we’re at it!! i hope to be back soon, okay i love you uglies thank you for waiting for me 

[tonberry-yoda]

it is midnight and that means its saturday so i am here for my matchup 🤭 in all honesty i have been wanting to request one from u for so long bc i love the way u write your matchups loll, but ANYWAYS! could i pls get a haikyuu matchup? i go by she/her, im straight nd i’d like a romantic matchup 🫡 so im like 5’2 i think, dyed black hair (goes a bit past my shoulders and my natural color is brown), brown eyes, and i have a lot of freckles on my face. i have my septum and both sides of my nose pierced along with a few ear piercings.im an ambivert so how i act definitely depends on the environment im in but with the right people im very outgoing (very chatty lol). but my social battery also gets drained v fast so after big social gatherings i need some time to recover (usually recovering = taking a long nap). i get really snappy if i my social battery is drained so the whole recovery thing is v important lmao. i am also a very sleepy person, my friends like to joke that im chronically tired lmfao, i take naps almost every day and if im in a car, sitting down in class or doing something like that i probably will fall asleep. i cannot control it T_T i also trip, run into things, drop things, etc. all the time. my house could be dead silent and then out of nowhere u just hear a crash and “what the fuck” yea thats me sorry 🤫🤫 i also like to tease ppl a lot, not in a flirty way more like in a provoking way (i cant flirt i have 0 rizz). moving on!! some things i look for in a relationship r someone who can be patient with me and dont mind reassuring (if they do it without me asking its 100x better). i love when show theyre thinking abt me through little things like “oh i was at the store and i saw your fav candy so i picked it up” or “i saw your favorite flowers on my walk home and thought of you” id cry. also someone who isnt afraid to show they care (not in a sense of like pda but moreso they arent too prideful to do dumb stuff like dance with u at 2 am in the kitchen). anyways my type! they dont have to be like 7ft tall but maybe 5’9 or 5’10 +. i like funny guys but not funny at the expense of others. i also really like guys that are able to actually respect me as a person. i pride myself on being really smart and mature (when i need to be lol) and i genuinely would not be able to stand someone that saw me as any less than that. OK MOVING ON! hobbies/ interests! i love music. so much. music is my creative outlet and how i express myself. i annotate song lyrics. i connect with music through personal experience its just so so important to me. i am learning how to play the electric guitar so i can connect with it even more. my favorite artists rn are the 1975, mitski, ptv and sleeping with sirens:p although im always open to expanding my music taste!! i also like to play some video games(obsessed with animal crossing lately lol). aand my love language is words of affirmation. sorry if this is really long T_T and if you dont get to this no biggy but if you do tsym!<3

WHEN I TELL YOU THIS MADE ME LAUGH SO HARD THIS MORNING LMFAOOOOO. and that little note at the beginning is so sweet! i am so glad i am able to do a matchup for you anon!! okay, so i have a perfect little dude for you, but it may be random so bear with me. i love this man, so i hope you do too!

the character I chose for you is...

KEISHIN UKAI!!!

OKAY

HEAR ME OUT!

ukai is flippin hot

i would love to be in your shoes

(he's my fav haikyuu character besides tanaka, so you're lucky frrr)

he would love your piercings

he's a piercing fella himself (he's what made me want to get my second ear piercings lmfaoooo)

like he thinks it's high key hot

he's also an ambrivert, so both of your personalities match up really well

he is totally understanding of your drained social battery (plus, he gets the same way) so he'll just let you nap while he works or leave you alone if needed

WILL 100% TAKE NAPS WITH YOU

like will hold you in his arms and nap a whole day away when he gets the day off

you will always knock over things in his shop and he'll just laugh or wait for you to pick it up while dead staring at you lmfaoooo

he'll definitely know if you walk in when he hears a whole ass display get knocked over

he thinks it's cute when you tease him even if you say it isnt about flirting, his dumbass thinks it is which is fine by you so you can tease him more often

the real reason i picked this guy is because of what you said about him bringing you things that made him think of you

like this man will roll up with a chocolate bar and shove it in your hand with a pile of chips shoved in his mouth and say "I thought of you today at the store and grabbed this"

he doesnt see it as much, but you are over the moon about it

when he finds out about how much you love it, he will keep doing it

he is very patient and caring for you and literally only has eyes for you

he also always gets you to laugh, which always makes his day

please play music for him

he will have heart shaped eyes if you do

he will 100% play videogames with you, but you have to teach him how to play half of the time lmfaoooo

he will always tell you how much he loves you and how pretty and amazing you are frfr

if you go to any of his practices or games when he is coaching, he will brag about you

(i am so sorry this took so long i forgot it was in my drafts. i hope you love it nonetheless though!!!)

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@tonberry-yoda