#you think being a man is the hardest thing in the planet and that we women are lucky

[rewh0re]

honestly why do men

rant in tags

[changetyre]

So what if its the reader and lando are enemies (but both are teammates at mclaren) they absolutely despise each other for no reason and it’ll stay that way (none of this hidden love masked by feelings stuff this time) and they both get stuck in a closet at hq or something and they dont get out for a while. its rlly small in there so there bodies are almost touching always and one thing leads to another but its just steamy stuff but while they still hate eachother but they keep hitting there body parts on stuff in the closet and it keeps getting them more riled up so they just decide to stop?

idk why its so specific or why i thought of this rn but i need it 🙏 feel free to change anything if you’re not comfortable or have other ideas (again sorry about it being a bit long)

i rlly love ur writing 💗honestly so excited to read this one🫶✨

What the f*** did we just do? II Lando Norris x Driver!Reader Ⓦ

SUMMARY: Working with someone you dislike is one thing, but working with someone who brings nothing but the worst side out of you is the hardest thing on the planet.

WARNINGS: **18+**, not proofread, hate.

A/N: Quite short but still hope you enjoy ;)

"You are truly the biggest fucking idiot I have ever met in my entire life." It took everything in you not to punch the man in front of you right now after he once again had successfully taken you both out of the race because he couldn't bear the thought of

"I'm the idiot?!" Lando yelled back at you. "You're the one who couldn't put her fucking ego aside for one fucking second to let the faster car through!" He followed after you as you attempted to get away from him.

The people at McLaren knew it wasn't pretty between you too even on a regular day so whenever you were angry at each other it was best to let you hash it out which meant the rooms and hallways quickly emptied as soon as they saw you both walk in.

"Faster car." you laughed obnoxiously loud. "Maybe that cup did more damage than you imagined-" You gestured to the small cut on his nose. "Since it seems you can't read the data right anymore." You continued laughing at him which only fueled his anger.

"The only thing doing damage to me is you!" He yelled to you again as he kept following you.

You weren't exactly where you were going only hoping he would leave you alone as you opened an unfamiliar door walking into darkness.

"Then maybe you should just-" You were interrupted as you walked into a shelf, Lando bumping into you soon after as you were enveloped in darkness after the door closed after you.

"What the fu*ck, watch out!" Lando muttered annoyed as he attempted to walk back only to hit the door.

"You're the one who's following me around like a lost fucking puppy." You reminded him as you reached for your phone to get some light.

Lando beat you to it lighting up the place and showing the tiny electrical room you had walked into.

"Why the hell did you even walk in here?" He asked you.

"I was trying to get away from you dipshit." You shoved past him as best as you could in the tiny space feeling parts of him that made you gag as you went to try to open the door.

"It's locked from the outside genius don't you think I already tried that?" Lando gestured to the nonexistent door knob.

"HELP! GET ME OUT OF HERE!" You banged on the door yelling hoping someone would hear you.

"OW! Shut the fuck up!" Lando was startled by your screaming.

"I am not staying in here with you another second." You shuffled looking back at him before shuffling again towards the door.

"Shit stop moving." Lando held your waist stilling you.

"Eww get your hands off me!" You slapped his hand away.

"JUST stop moving!" He grits his teeth.

You were about to turn back but felt something in the back of your ass. Once you realized what it was you were ready to yell back at him.

"I swear to god if you don't stop moving-" Lando tried to stop you as you began turning around.

"You're so fucking disgusting, what is your-" Your breath hitched as his hand rubbed at your front all of a sudden.

"This is your fault!" Lando tried cupping himself to stop you from rubbing against him without realizing his hand was pressing against your slit now.

"We have to get out of here-" Lando moved his hand again making your breath hitch again and you thrust forward unintentionally searching for more friction.

"What just-" Lando realized what his hand had grazed this time. "Are you really-"

"You have no right no speak right now!" You reminded him of his own predicament.

"I cannot walk out of here right now with this." Lando pointed the lamp down at the large bulge in his pants.

"What the hell do you want me to do about it?!" You angrily asked him.

"Don't think you can walk out of here with this either!" Lando pressed his finger to your wet core. You grasped his hand tightly.

"Sh*t don't-" You stilled his hand but his finger still pressed against you.

"You're not exactly helping here." He pointed the light back to his bulge which you noticed got tighter.

"Eww, take care of that and I'll take care of myself." You turned back around looking for anything to dry yourself with as Lando proceeded to unzip his pants freeing himself.

"What the f-" You felt Lando's dick against your ass. "Is that?"

"Where the fuck do you expect me to put it?!" Lando defended himself, the lack of space really making this impossible.

You shimmied turning back around realizing this only made it worse as his tip now pressed between your legs directly on your clit.

"Shit, this isn't helping." Lando's head fell back in pleasure.

"Mmm-" You couldn't hold back the moan. "Let's just get this done with fast." You suggested as you opened your legs slightly letting his dick slide between your legs a little further.

"Agh fuck!" Lando was taken aback by the unexpected friction.

"You're gonna get my jeans dirty!" you complained.

"Then take them off!" Lando bit back.

"Turn the light off!" You yelled back at him.

"Fine!" Lando reluctantly agreed shutting off his phone. He heard as your pants unzipped before you moved back slightly as you pulled your pants down.

He expected to feel your bear skin against his dick but what he certainly didn't expect was feeling your folds over his dick moments later.

"Holy sh*t." Lando moaned breathlessly as he could feel your wetness coat his member.

"Let's just hurry up" You said equally breathless thankful you couldn't see anything right now, hoping to imagine Lando was someone else right now and not the person you despised the most on this planet.

You felt Lando pull back as much as the room allowed him before moving forward his dick rubbing against you.

You moaned in pleasure enjoying the friction attempting to move as much as you could too.

"This would go faster if I could just-" Lando started.

"Don't even think about it." You knew what he'd suggest and embarrassingly enough you knew you would finish faster too if he slipped inside you but the thought repulsed you too much still.

"Fine," Lando muttered angrily as you felt him grip your waist and pull you against him as he began thrusting back and forward faster.

You would've complained but the pleasure was too good for you to try to stop it.

"Agh shit-" You moaned as you could feel the knot starting to form in the pit of your stomach.

"Fuck I'm close." Lando panted and you were getting lost in the pleasure.

Your mind was in a haze you forgot who was doing this as your eyes squeezed shut in delight.

"Just fuck me already!" You asked him, a momentary lapse in judgment you had no further time to process as you felt Lando slip inside of you.

"Agh fuck you're so tight." Lando would've cum just from the feeling right then if it wasn't for the reminder that it was you he was inside of.

"Just go harder and shut up." You muttered as Lando obliged picking up the pace and fucking into you.

"Hmm- ahhh- harder!" You were reaching your high and only hoped Lando was near too.

"He began thrusting faster and no more than a few seconds later your legs trembled as you came on his dick, Lando following soon after as he came inside of you. You felt his cum fill you up as you came down from your high trembling at the sensitiveness." You tried catching your breath as Lando pulled out.

A few seconds later the post-orgasm clarity hit you both realizing what had just happened.

"Ewww what the fuck did we just do!" You screamed at him as you could feel his cum start dripping out of you giving you shivers of disgust.

"GET US OUT OF HERE!" Lando was also mortified as he felt your wetness around him as he tried to tuck himself away.

Lando banged at the door harder as you grabbed your phone calling for help. You had to get out of here and take a bath in bleach now!

[tarotphlow]

Astro Observations 8

🌻Saturn in the 3H natives tend to have difficulties with phones or cars, whether that be always having a broken phone, or their car literally just not wanting to work for whatever reason

🌻Looking at what sign is located on your 12H could give you insight on to what life was like while you were in the womb. Ex: my 12H is in sag, before I was born my mother would pray constantly for her to have another chance at being a mother, she ended up having a kid with a man from a completely different state. (♐️ rules travel and religion).

🌻Have a big secret you need to get off your chest? Tell a Scorpio Mercury, they will never tell a single soul. I’m friends with a lot of Scorpio Merc’s and it’s amazing how well they can hold they’re water. (Hm, on second thought this might just be for scorp placements in general 🧐)

🌻7H placements how do you do it? Being so desirable to the point that people say they want to marry you without knowing anything about you at all? I just know y’all just smile 😀politely with so many confusing thoughts in y’all’s heads 😭

🌻I’ve noticed cap Venus will always gravitate to dating someone out of their age range.

🌻unlikely duo that actually goes super well with each other is Gemini and Scorpio. I think this has to do with how intelligent both of them are, this combo reminds me of detectives in a way.

🌻with NN going into Aries soon, Libra placements are gonna see a lot of stuff they buried in the distant past come back(like past life stuff 🕰️), probably gonna be a time of relearning some of those old old lessons or just seeing how well you developed since your last life!

🌻Moon in the 3H with a harmonious aspect with Uranus= extremely talented at vidya games 🎮

🌻If you have Gemini in the 6H you should try your hand at an online job, not as a profession but just as a job.

🌻Neptune aspecting your sun could indicate having trouble figuring out what you want to do in life.

🌻Uranus aspecting midheaven seems like you could be either really popular, really really weird or something of the two, but hey at least your smart😭😭

🌻Taurus Is definitely a foodie we know that, but surprisingly Capricorn is also kinda a glutton too lol, I have know idea why but I’ve noticed a lot of caps in my life really live for a good meal lots of savory things and also really really big on desserts as well. They also have sensitive noses, I mean scent is responsible for 80% of our taste so I guess that makes sense.

🌻our brains stop developing at age 25 and become a fully fledged functioning adult with no more growth which is really interesting because the profection year for age 25 is in Taurus which is the sign of stability.

🌻I really feel for Saturn dominants, they really just get the hardest trials out of everyone and expected to just be okay with that, Yk a lot of people say Saturn is gonna reward them and blah blah, but like I feel sometimes they’re trials are kind of unnecessary? Other planet ruled people (besides Scorpios) learn those exact same lessons but less harsher and the reward they get is quite possibly equivalent to Saturns soo idk… I feel like Saturn is just a bit much. (Let’s discuss this I’m curious to know what people have to say 🤓)

End of observations! I hope you all enjoy these as much as I did!

(Likes and reposts are appreciated! 💛)

[jim-kirks-bubble-butt]

ok ok ok it’s time for my amok time thoughts-

first of all: s p i r k

spock what do you mean your omega heat was resolved by you rolling around in the dirt with your captain??? 🤨

but also just the way kirk was so respectful and understanding about spock’s pon farr and dodn’t make fun of him for it.

can’t believe the 1960’s scifi show had a fuck or die episode which did not result in heterosexuality. truly ahead of it’s time.

and also the way jim and spock were rolling around in the dirt was so gay. no one can convince me otherwise. the way spock slashed his axe thingy (forgot what it’s called) exactly so that it would give jim a tit window??? i know what you are spock.

and of course the biggest moment: JIM :D. seriously what the fuck was that. only time he smiles the wide the whole series (times when he’s under the influence of drugs excluded). homosexuality at it’s finest.

speaking of drugs i find it very funny that the only time spock likes women if either when he’s under the influence or when he’s being mind controlled.

the way spock grabs him and just gives him the biggest stupidest grin. i love spock and spock loves kirk. they are in love you can also see how wide kirk was smiling from the way his cheeks move.

spirk was just so soft with each other this episode, even on vulcan. the way spock was so hesitant to fight him and tried his hardest to convince t’pau even when under the pon farr influence.

the way jim clearly tried not to hurt him through the whole fight,

they make me fucking insane.

anyways

second thing i liked: BONES

i love bones mccoy

spock saying that he’s also one of his closest friends 😭 😭 😭

but he was so smart with the neural paralyzer and i love the way he clearly cares so much anout both of his dumbass friends under his grumpy doctor exterior.

third of all: women

t’pau and t’pring were so powerful and so wonderfully played.

obviously the whole thing with calling t’pring the property of whatever man wins her is very icky but as progressive as star trek was (and still is!), it is a product of it’s time unfortunately.

but besides that, they both just radiated power, and it was so nice to see a woman in a seat of major power.

on another note, stonn has a strikingly small forehead t’pribg i promise i could treat you better.

in my mind uhura wants t’pring (“she’s very lovely mister spock!” i know what you are ma’am.)

fourth: the episode was just. really good.

all of the tension build up before we find out about that spock is basically an omega is masterfully done, and even though i kinda new the plot, i was still sitting on the edge of my seat. incredible.

i also think tbe fight choreography during the gay sex fighting scene was actually really well done, especially when compared to other fight scenes in season 1 (the gorn fight comes to mind).

also the set design for vulcan felt like an actual planet. like usually when they go off the enterprise and onto a planet that’s not basically earth, you can tell that it’s just a bunch of foam blocks, but vulcan was very well made!

the conversation between spirk and kock kirk and spock about “vulcan biology” was very well written and acted in a way that was slightly awkward because of the nature of pon farr, but still felt natural and very in character.

side note: i see online that there’s a lot of people who think that shatner overacts. and i just don’t see it. idk i think he’s really good at playing kirk. i don’t really like the guy, but i like how expressive his acting is.

anyways this was very jumbled but i had a lot of thoughts and yeah.

i too would write the first slash fic in the 60’s if i saw this shit on my tv.

also does anyone know what tag i should use for kirk? i use like 4 different ones each time but is there one that’s more common? same for mccoy.

[dameronsknight]

Oh, oh! How about a Poe Dameron oneshot where the reader(f) and Poe have a very steamy goodbye the night he leaves to fight for the Resistance and then he comes back a year later (or years, maybe after the First Order is defeated in ROS) and the reader has a baby (a daughter she names after Poe’s mom) that he didn’t know about. Obviously with a happy ending, my man would be an amazing dad.

“I promise…”

a/n: aaaaaaaaaa thank you for requesting this! i think i almost cried while writing it, and i *tried* to write the... steamy part... lmao ANYWAYS, i hope you like it! comments and feedback are well recieved :)

word count: i have no idea bub

warnings: unplanned pregnancy, small mention of a period, reader is female, sad but the rest is flufffff

"Why don´t you come with me?" Poe asked.

"What am I gonna do in the Resistance? I'm not a pilot or a medic. I don't know anything about fixing ships. I'd be useless over there." I said with a sigh.

Poe was looking at me with desperate eyes. He had to leave to join the Resistance. Someone offered him to be one of the pilots. I'm very happy for him because I know how much he loves to fly, but I can't help but feel sad, wishing he wouldn't leave.

Poe looked down and shook his head. "I just don't wanna leave you." He said.

I stood up and walked towards him to gently grab his hand. "But I know how much you wanna go. Saving the galaxy is what you have to do and it calls out to you." I said. Poe leaned forward and rested his forehead on mine.

"I don't wanna leave you." He repeated. I gave him a sad smile.

"I'll be okay here on my little farm. You don't have to worry about me." I said.

Maker, my heart was hurting. It's as if someone is actually trying to rip it out of my vhest. This is it... this is the last time I'll evr see Poe.

"I'll try to come visit you. Any time I have a chance." He said.

"I don't think you'll have time to visit me. You're gonna be a pilot. You'll have missions and responsibilities." I said. Poe shook his head and leaned back to look in my eyes.

"I promise I will. Sweetheart, you're the most important thing in my life." H esaid before cupping my face. "I promise..."

He didn't let me say anything else as he leaned in to kiss me. It was intense and desperate. Poe obviously had control and my knees were goin weak.

We started to walk backwards until my legs hit the bed. I broke away when my lungs felt like they were on fire. Poe was breathing heavily as his hands were still on my cheeks.

"Let me say goodbye to you in the way that you deserve, baby." He said and my heart skipped a beat. A funny feeling appeared in my lower abdomen.

I breathed out an 'okay' and Poe's lips were instantly back on mine. Our clothes were quickly discarted and he laid me down on the bed before getting on top of me, but our lips never seperated.

It was a night full of short breaths, moans and desperate kisses. Poe's weight on top of me as he would kiss my neck and whisper praises in my ear. I never experienced anything like this before.

When we both came to our limits, we stayed there breathing heavily. Poe buried his face in my neck and i started to run my fingers through his hair. I could feel his nose tickling my skin.

"I don't wanna leave you." Poe whispered loud enough for me to hear him.

The realization started to set in and tears started to form in my eyes. I didn't want Poe to see me sad.

I don't want you to leave...

But I never said it.

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It's been 2 months since Poe left, and it was the hardest goodbye I ever had to say. I've been feeling so sick and with zero energy. I didn't have the best appetite. Of course I blame it on the fact that I miss Poe like crazy.

In these couple of months the galaxy has gotten crazier and very unsafe. The First Order has been catching up to the Resistance's plans and they've become dangerous and evil. Several news of planets being destroyed and systems being taken over.

That means Poe hasn't visited or contacted me not even once.

I don't blame him though. He must be very busy. Yavin IV is safe from all the chaos so I don't want him to worry.

Today I was outside with my animals, until suddenly, My stomach flipped and I felt fery sick. So I ran inside to the bathroom and hunched over the toilet.

Maker what was happening to me? I sat down on the bathroom floor trying to catch my breath. I turned my head and caught a glimpse of a box of pads. Then I realized...

I'm late.

Uh oh. Very, very late to be exact. How could I not realize?! It's been a month and my period didn¿t come. In my defense, I was distracted by Poe's absence.

Ok, ok... calm down. It can't be... I can't be pregnant. Actually, I could be, but i really didn't want to be given the circumstances.

Later that day, I got on my small speeder and went to the local fai to get a homemade test. When I went back home, I walked in the bathroom with trembling hands that were holding the pregnancy test.

10 minutes passed and I couldn't dare to look at the small stick. A million thoughts were passing through my mind. I was shaking, playing with my hair, sitting down, standing up and walking around. Anything to distract myself.

I finally brought myself to look at the test. It confirmed what I was afraid of.

I'm pregnant.

"Maker... what am I gonna do?" I said to myself.

Do I even tell Poe? I don't even know how to contact him. And I can't fly out to the Resistance base because it costs a lot of credits.

Does Poe even want to be a dad? We never had the chance to talk about it.

I'm gonna have a baby and I can't even tell the father. A baby. My baby. I looked down at my stomach and a strong feeling bloomed in my chest. I'm gonna be a mom. Nobody prepares you for this, but somehown I think we're gonna be alright.

"We're gonna be okay, little one. I promise." I said as iI placed my hands on top of where my baby was growing.

Everything is gonna be alright.

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5 years later

I heard noises of what sounded like an engine, so I walked into the room only to find my daughter on her bed mimicking an X-Wing’s noise. She was holding the bed head and going nyooom with her mouth.

“Shara, sweetie, what are you doing?” I asked and laughed.

“Mama!” She squealed.

Just like your father… I thought. Shara was so much like Poe. Her little curls bouncing as she played and those big beautiful brown eyes looking at me.

“Here comes an X-Wing to pick Shara up! Pshhhh” I said as I ran over to her and picked her up, placing her on my shoulders and running out of the room. Shara giggled while holding my hands.

I took her outside to the front yard and started spinning around making her get more excited.

“We arrived to your destination, little one! You saved the galaxy!” I said and I brought her down to my arms. “I wish your dad was here to teach you how to fly.”

Suddenly, one of my neighbors came running to my house while shouting my name.

“Hey, how are you?” I asked once he reached my front yard.

“Miss! I have great news!” He said out of breath. “The First Order have been beaten. The galaxy is finally safe!”

I gasped and my eyes widened. “The Resistance won?” I asked.

“Yes! Isn’t that amazing? Those bastards are finally gone!” He said and I smiled.

“That’s great news!” I said and hugged Shara tightly.

“My daughter’s death will no longer be in vain anymore.” He said and I gave him a sympathetic smile. We hugged and then he went back to his house.

That night I could see fireworks from afar. The whole galaxy was celebrating and there was finally peace.

I couldn’t help but think about Poe. I wonder if he’s okay, how he’s doing. I just hope… Maker, I hope he’s still alive.

Shara and I were playing by the fireplace until she fell asleep. I took her to her bed while humming a song until a placed her on it. She curled up into a ball when I covered her and kissed her forehead.

“Sweet dreams, little one.” I said.

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The next day, I was outside with the animals while Shara was at a close distance picking up flowers and talking to herself.

Then, I heard the sound of a fighter getting closer. When I looked up, I saw an X-Wing land on the field in front of my house. The pilot’s seat window opened, revealing the only man who’s been on my mind with a small droid following him.

“Poe.” I said. He was at a certain distance, but somehow we locked eyes once he got out of his ship. My heart was racing and I could move. My breaths were becoming uneven and my eyes never left him.

Poe was walking and getting closer to me. I stood in the same place, fiddling with my fingers. He stopped one foot away from me.

“Hi, sweetheart.” He said with a small smile. I could feel a lump in my throat and my eyes filled with tears.

“Poe…” I said. But I didn’t move, I just looked at him and all over his body, just in case I made him up in my imagination.

“Maker, I’ve missed you.” He said and I could see his eyes full of tears, but none of them were yet falling down his face.

“You’re- you’re back. Poe, you’re back.” I said taking a step forward, but stopping myself because I was still afraid he wasn’t real.

Poe, knowing me very well, must’ve noticed this, and reached out to grab my hand. I gasped when his skin came in contact with mine. “I’m back. I’m right here, it’s me.” He said.

I let out a sob and threw my arms around his neck. I hugged him tightly and he returned the gesture. Tears were falling down my face.

“I missed you so much, Poe. I can’t believe you’re here.” I said and he was rubbing my back.

“I know, baby. I missed you too. I came back the moment we won.” Poe said before leaning back to look at me. “We won.”

“I know. I’m so proud of you and I’m so glad you’re okay.” I said with a smile. Poe looked down, seeming ashamed all of a sudden.

“I’m sorry I didn’t come back. I swear I wanted to but everything was crazy and dangerous. I even got taken in by the First Order…” He said and my heart dropped.

“What?! They took you hostage- What did they do to you? How did it happen?” I asked.

“Yeah, I’m fine. They didn’t do much, don’t worry.” He said before taking a strand of my hair behind my ear. “But that’s when I swore I would fight. I was gonna do whatever it took to save the galaxy and come back to you… And I did.” Poe said making me smile.

“You did and that’s what matters now.” I said. Poe let out a huge breath and looked down at my lips.

“Please let me kiss you. It’s been a long time.” He said and I instantly connected my lips with his. We pulled each other closer.

We stayed like that for a good minute until we heard some beeping, making us pull away. I looked down and BB-8 was there with his head tilted.

“Hey there, Beebs. I missed you too.” I said. and he beeped back.

Poe gave me that charming smile that I knew too well. Then, he briefly glanced behind me and his smile dropped.

“What is it?” I asked and turned around only to see Shara getting closer with a bunch of flowers in her hand. The sight of her made me smile and I looked back at Poe.

“That’s my daughter.” I said which made Poe’s face fall into disappointment. “…Which also makes her your daughter.” I spoke again and Poe’s face lit up.

“We… We have a daughter?” He asked. I looked back at Shara, who was counting her flowers.

“Shara? Come here, honey.” I said.

“Shara?” Poe asked as he looked at me with the biggest smile i’ve ever seen.

Shara looked up and ran towards us. She glanced at Poe with a curious look and never took his eyes off him.

I bent down and Poe did the same. “Honey, this is Poe Dameron.” I said.

“I’m Dameron too.” Shara said with a gasp. Poe was speechless.

“Remember that picture I showed you of your dad? This is him.” I said.

Shara looked at Poe, surely trying to connect the face she saw in the picture to Poe’s face. Then she recognized him and a bright smile, similar to Poe’s, appeared on her face.

“Dad! It’s you!” She said before throwing her little arms around Poe.

When I looked at Poe’s face, it was full of tears and he hugged her back picked her up. He closed his eyes and swayed her from side to side.

“Oh, Maker… I can’t believe it.” He said just above a whisper. “I’m sorry. I’m so so sorry for not being here.”

I shook my head as I started crying again. “There’s nothing to apologize for. I couldn’t find a way to contact you and tell you… You couldn’t have known.” I said.

Shara leaned back to look at her dad’s face. She cupped his face with her little face making Poe smile. BB-8 was rolling around them both.

“How old are you, little one?” He asked.

“Mommy calls me that too!” She said, making me chuckle.

“She’s four years old. Almost five. Isn’t that right, sweetie?” I said and Shara nodded.

“Daddy can be here for my birthday right?” Shara asked with a pout on her face.

“Of course, I will. I’m not going anywhere. I’ll stay with you girls forever.” Poe said before looking at me. “I promise.”

I nodded and wrapped my arms around them both. Poe kissed my forehead and Shara’s cheek. “I love you both so so much. I love you.” He said, looking at me at the last part of that sentence.

“I love you too.” I said.

We stayed like that for a while until Shara spoke. “Daddy can teach me how to fly!” Poe gasped and placed her on his shoulders, just like I did yesterday.

“I’m gonna teach you all the tricks! Let’s goooo! Pshhhhh!” He said while mimicking an X-Wing with Shara. I laughed as I watched them play around.

Our family is finally complete.

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[pomplalamoose]

hey omg I have this idea, could you maybe do headcanons (IF YOU WANT TO) abt enemies to lovers with Luke? Well, you can have it kinda be like a Mara Jade scenario where she needs to kill him but Luke doesn’t necessarily hate her. Honestly all up to you!

Hiii anon, thanks for your ask🩵 I really like the idea, so let's jump right into it!

• I find this to be a very interesting concept because there are so many possibilities how this could play out 

• across the galaxy there is a wide array of people that could have good reasons to hate Luke, even the ones that have never actually met him before 

• the reasons for said dislike can range from petty to understandable, depending wholly on whose side you are on

• imagine: you could be a fellow kid from Tatooine, having one sided beef with Luke because he was always the better pilot and shooting womp rats came to him easily, whereas you wanted nothing more than to beat him once but always failed 

• maybe Luke stole the love of your life right from underneath your nose without even realizing 

• maybe you hate him just because he made it off that hell hole of a planet and casually overthrew the Empire in the process 

• like, THAT COULD HAVE BEEN YOU and the jealousy is gnawing at you

• maybe you are a politician's assistant or the politician yourself and, because you can't stand Leia, hate Luke too, simply because they are related 

• possibly Luke's actions, unbeknownst to him, had a serious impact on your life; you are left reeling, trying your hardest to pick up the pieces left

• maybe you worked for Jabba and lost your job due to his death 

• alternatively you lost friends in the same battle that cost your boss his life 

• or maybe Jabba died before he could pay you your well deserved money

• and worse: you are responsible for caring for friends or family and now can't do that anymore because your employer is fucking dead

• maybe you had family or friends on the Death Star

• maybe you are part of what remains of the Empire 

• alternatively you could have been raised to hate and fight the Jedi, and now, that there is only one left, you want to end them one and for all

• either way: the only thing still keeping you from crumbling down, what keeps you going,  is the thought of revenge 

• no matter your motive, Luke will not hate you in return no matter what you do

• we have to be realistic here, that man didn't even hate his father and refused to kill the Emperor with his own hands

• so the whole enemy part is pretty much one sided, to him you are a slight annoyance at best 

• (additional reason to absolutely hate his guts)

• (personally I think it's hilarious but obviously you don't)

• there is nothing more infuriating than your sworn nemesis acknowledging your presence but not being really bothered by it 

• and why would he? 

• (going forward I'll assume your goal is to hurt him or possibly end his life)

• unless you have some serious outstanding skills, you wont be able to even get close enough to do any harm

• plus, it would be in your best interest to catch him alone, which in its own right is hardly implementable

• if you somehow get this far though, he will already know 

• it's basically impossible to sneak up on him, especially with murder on your mind 

• and taking on Luke wholly on your own? You wouldn't stand a chance 

• even though you could potentially be a trained fighter you are blinded by rage and thus not equipped to meet him at the same level he's on

• all of this, of course, doesn't mean that Luke would simply accept the way you keep trying to mess up him or his family 

• he might have developed lots of patience during his training and over the years but when the people he loves are in danger, he isn't playing around 

• (it doesn't matter that every single one of them is dangerous in their own right and can very well defend themselves)

• if you're lucky he only gets angry 

• but if you somehow manage to catch his interest and become subjected to his curiosity, you might as well turn yourself in straight away

• he will either make an effort to get you arrested, or alternatively, seek you out himself 

• abruptly the roles are going to be reversed; no longer will you be the hunter but instead the hunted 

• Luke will naturally want to know who you are and where you are from, what your occupation is or was and whether you are working alone 

• most importantly he'll want to hold you accountable for your actions 

• since he doesn't consider you a real threat he is able to take his time to methodically tire you out 

• he doesn't mind if you constantly manage to evade his grasp, he knows you will return again to try and hurt him

• eventually, if you like it or not, he'll get his chance to confront you 

• depending on your reaction, the results are different ones 

• if you insist on following your path, he'll see you punished according to your crimes

• if you're willing to engage in conversation/are reasonable enough, he will reach out, offer his help 

• you absolutely don't want to go to prison but his pity would make you feel similarly awful 

• it's easy to stoke hatred and to keep your anger burning when your target is, as far as you are concerned, a monster 

• however, coming face to face with Luke for the first time, you are thrown and your world, once again, is turned upside down 

• he is nothing like you imagined 

• he is kind, charming even, and not arrogant and blinded by pride, like you thought 

• above all he's so beautiful it hurts

• despite everything you did in order to bring him harm, he is ready to forgive you 

• and not only that: he offers his support, might even apologize and explain his point of view should you entrust him with the reason for your actions 

• while Luke does not expect you to do so, in fact doesn't demand anything, he still wants to come to an agreement 

• he's busy enough as it is and permanently keeping an eye out for you is, frankly, irritating 

• so what is it that you want? A stable job? A place to live? Money? Some other kind of compensation for what happened to you?

• it's hard to face the fact that maybe, just maybe, you were in the wrong all along 

• that he is, just like you, a survivor of the war and it's circumstances and did only what had to be done 

• (alternatively you are a Sith and want to admit to your faults even less)

• whatever the case, Luke will remain understanding and, should you refuse his help, won't judge you for it 

• if you promise to leave him and his family alone, he'll let you go

• it's all up to you and he won't pressure you into something your pride doesn't allow 

• he'll be happy to part ways peacefully, of course, but if that's not the case you'll still get your chance to stand by your word to not cross his path again 

• regretfully he does not disappear from your thoughts, no matter how much you try to forget about this embarassing encounter

• maybe you try to unfairly twist your interactions to make them fit your narrative

• it's not working though and with growing frustration you realize you want to, need to, see him again 

• only to accuse him of messing with your mind of course, no other reason (like taking a last look into his crystal blue eyes)

• if you can settle this once and for all, maybe he'll stop appearing in your dreams and leave you alone 

• surely this is all the doing of a Jedi and has nothing to do with a guilty conscience and a burning longing to be held in his arms

[vixletserenity]

Although Celeste had made it obvious that she would be shifting her focus onto the upcoming exam for her music course, that wasn't the only thing on her mind.

Perhaps this John man knew, she wouldn't entirely know.

She had called her representative for the Paldean Parliament about addressing them all in the next session; which ironically or coincidentally was right after getting out of her quarantine.

The woman had told her that part of the discussions would be about the Crater; to which she somehow was able to squeeze Celeste having time on the floor.

When that time arrived, Celeste was dressed in the usual dress suit she had worn when sitting in these sessions. She walked up to the speaking podium, her body language being bitter as her mouth opened to speak.

"I would like to announce that I will be stepping down from the position given to me as the expert and top researcher of Area Zero."

There were voices all over the room from all the adults in the room. Some were panicking at this and telling off at her before Celeste put her hand up to continue speaking.

She only had a certain amount of time on the floor, and she was not going to waste it by this backtalking.

"I will no longer be your pawn in order to gain power in the international fields. And I no longer tolerate the pathetic attempt to make me; one of the few initial people who knew of Professor Turo's passing, into Paldea's Regional Professor by force.

The Academy here promotes the students to choose whatever path they want; to find their own Treasure. And yet, the adults here in this very room are so selfish and power hungry that they want to steal that away from one who moved to this region after her family was given enough sympathy by the isolationist government to give refugee status during the Great Freeze years ago."

There were more voices of protest. They're growing. Saying how disrespectful she was being until Celeste slammed her hands the hardest she could on the podium.

"I'M NOT FINISHED YET! BE SILENT AND STOP INTERUPTTING THE TIME I HAVE BEEN GIVEN TO SPEAK TO ANY OF YOU!" She yelled; her voice echoing across the chambers and quieting almost everyone in an instant.

"My childhood was robbed from me by a person who should be there to protect me, yet he chose to hurt me for selfish and petty reasons. And now that's happening all over again by the people who should've known how damaging to the mind it is to see and experience what I have!

I refuse to let that happen ever again! Even if I have very little time to still be considered a child in some people's eyes, I choose to take that and finally live for myself! Just as what the teachers and Director have wished for students like myself!

You know enough about the Crater through everything I've done and the clearance you've given Ms. Briar at Blueberry Academy. There's nothing more you need to know about down there! Leave it alone and pay attention to the people that you should be serving as public servants!

To the youth you've abandoned for so long to the point that they've had to take the pain they've felt into their own hands because the literal adults in the room failed them in multiple and severe degrees!

It is time to bring this era of conquesting the Great Crater much like the ancient emperor whose kingdom came to a demise for his own greedy desires and keeping it secret from the public to an end! The people of Paldea and the rest of the world deserves to know what this oh so sacred and all knowing governing body has been doing while the region's systems were degrading beyond recognition."

She took a deep breath in and out as the timer started to indicate that there wasn't much time left for her.

"As my parting words...I will say this. Think more about the consequences of what you all have done in the perspective of fifty years; even a century from now looking back at these events in hindsight!

The mysteries have been solved; it's futile now to only think about them. Use what time we have on this planet to think on how all this will impact those yet to come and people like me who will have to live and fix what problems you create.

For the future will not always be in fully your hands to control; whether you like it or not."

Without another comment, Celeste got off the podium and walked out of the chambers quietly and calmly. She's done what she needed to do.

And is now in full control of what she wants her future to be.

[be-the-glenn-to-my-maggie]

Alright we're gonna do our first big compilation of my longass notes for a friend of the blogs fic, obviously we mUST start with The Thunder Answered Back by @spicymiilk

Fair warning, I would read the whole fic before reading my notes and laughing/crying along with me. I do think you can go chapter by chapter if you wish. Also a fair warning, I usually cull my notes before posting a fic comment; I really let myself go wild here. Proceed with caution.

Chapter one I didn't have too many notes bc I was deep in it and also there wasn't too too much cringe. Idk if this is well known about me, but I can watch like, hardcore porn or gore and not flinch. I used to watch Animal Planet vet shows while eating cheese its when I got home from school, just munching away while they did surgery on little puppies. But if you write even a tiny bit of cringe it takes me like 5 business days to recover. I fully cannot look at the screen. I will leave the room if an awkward conversation happens in my tv show. I also can't not react to cuteness as well. These notes were mental escapes a lot of the time in this fic, like mother of GOD I want to die even imagining these conversations. Mortifying. Anyways.

Unhinged things I would say on the google doc but here!

DIALOGUE, dialogue, dialogue, dialogue. It can make or break a piece and it CARRIED in this one. It's so very cringe and realistic lol. Dialogue is usually the hardest for writers but I don't think our man here has this problem lol.

Great setting as well, I can feel the heat. A setting you can physically feel is so immersive, it sucks you right in, and my ass has never been to Italy but I've been on a dock and I've been in a hot thunderstorm and I can feel it all.

Obsessed with the way Spider steps into the house and Neytiri's like "dinner, gayboy??" like she was on his ass instantly skskskks. HER LITTLE SLIGHTS AT HIM?? EXPLAIN, LOL. WHAT DID THE CHILD DO? Reminds me of the time my friends mom asked me to stop calling her Chris and I didn't understand why and just blurted back "Okay, Chris." It's just so funny to me when she hates Spider in modern fics, because there's no systemic context it's just her beefing with a small child oddly lol. Having read the whole fic now, it's just Quarich's racism connection, I believe.

I am obsessed with the plight of the boys. Obviously Spider needs to leave, but I'm hoping Lo'ak escapes the military industrial complex lol. I'm so torn. I had Sully fam on the brain, and I wanted Spider's continuing relationship with them all so badly. Maybe I simply need for them to ask Spider to stay with them? Like "live with us for a year buddy, get yourself ready for college. You can do anything king but also ur part of the family, now go deflower our son."

Here is that clarifying question I asked: Did Kiri and Spider have sex??? Or did Mandy tell her about Spider's dick? OR BOTH? I simply could not figure that out. Also missed opportunity to name that character Ninat for the lols. The next generation of Ninat's beefing with and over Sully men.

Now that you've given me my answer, truly hilarious comedic content for everyone around.

Kiri, at night: want to hear about Spider’s dick?

Lo’ak, charcoal and paper out, ready to create an impressive sketch: ew, no, go ahead.

Chapter two, FUCK OFF Jeytiri flirting karaoke is adorable, that’s hilarious. The whole scene made my heart happy bUT NOT HAPPY ENOUGH not enough comfort I need more of it.

Spider turning to Lo’ak who's aLREADY LOOKING AT HIM cause they’re both like “oh you mentioned love, let me look at my best friend,” I’ll die.

Lo’ak literally BEGGING Spider to sing so he can swoon in the corner. I love this headcanon that seems to be cropping up of Spider being like a really good singer, it's very interesting to me.

JAKE UNDERSTANDING SPIDER I’ll die. Jake’s adopted that child you can’t convince me otherwise. Dude, even Neytiri fucking sees him as part of the family, I’ll scream. The tooth gem thing??? Iconic. Loved it. She’s giving Spider specifically cookies??? I’ll die. She's included him in all their shit. Not just anyone can do family game night karaoke. The karaoke, I am obsessed. Adorable. The Kiri and Lo’ak banter means the world to me. Their limp wrist agenda, the limp wrist bullying. What will he do when he can’t hold that against her? She must be unbearable to him in return when Spider isn't there. We love a homophobic gay. It's like what I said about my roommate i slept with twice (who follows me on here and we all better hope doesn't perceive this post); "I only get offended when SHE calls me slurs because I know then it comes from a place of true homophobia."

Kiri is literally begging Spider to understand Lo’ak wants him. BEGGING LO’AK TO UNDERSTAND SPIDER WANTS HIM. Kiri trying not to die at how obvious they both are. Kiri, going to beat the shit out of Lo’ak for asking about Mandy of all people bc of how far he's gone to avoid learning about that. I STILL AM UNCLEAR AS TO IF HIS ASS ACTUALLY DIDN'T KNOW SPIDER BROKE UP WITH MANDY OR HE WAS JUST BEING AN ASS.

Also fuck u for underestimating the importance of Tuk to Spider, he wants Tuk to remember him please I swear.

Also I have noted you have hinted at Spider’s praise kink. I can see it clearly. Nothing more will be said on that topic, but sometimes a praise kink simply makes sense for a character.

'IT COMES OUT MORE LIKE GAY' that was just for me, I know. So was Ninat's kid, obviously. Now that it's cONFIRMED for me I love to know that I am the target audience of all locorro fics ever.

Spider: *calls Lo’ak baby and gets embarrassed*

Lo’ak: *rebooting*

Lol Spider punching Lo’ak for saying slurs is so funny. Lo’ak's like if I say it I ain’t it, and that's on falling for the guy that is punching me for saying the slurs.

This little "I knew" reveal was CERTAINLY not what I was expecting. Not at all. A delightful little twist huh? A little trope subversion? AN EXPLICIT DRUNK CONFESSION IS SO HEART-WRENCHINGLY AWFUL OH MY GOD. WHAT HAPPENED THEN WHAT DID THEY D O I MUST KNOW. "It’s not a big deal bc I… like u too obviously lol." That's the end of the sentence and the end of the communication. I was driven insane by that, I just finished XO Kitty, worst show ever, and I was reminded how much I despise when communication would solve legit every problem but it's handled realistically here. Communication is so hard for the boys Kiri will throw hands. And I brought your inhaler with me obvs cause I’m in love with you.

I’m sad about an asthmatic fist fight but it’s so appropriate. I am sad tho. I am a hurt/COMFORT bitch where is my COMFORT. I don't think my body is ready for a nocorro fic from u @spicymiilk my blog is about to become all comforting headcanons and we're going to ignore the plethora of Hunger Games ones I got today.

Now we have to sit here in this world where Lo'ak thought Spider was emotionally(?) cheating on Mandy with him if he thought they were still dating, the fucking clown idiot fool.

FINALLY, for the third and final chapter, with some bonus answers Andrei has given to my demanding all caps questions.

I’m so mean, I’m laughing at the idea of Kiri waking up at an ungodly 7:34am to Lo’ak ugly crying over Spider’s fake bed on the floor like he’s gone off and died in the war. She’s just like the pizza box community meme like uhhhh. Now I know this must happen oFTEN so I again figure that she must have gotten really good at sleeping through his ugly sobbing.

JHUST FUCKING LEAVE QUARITCH THIS IS SO ANNOYING GET OUT OF MY PLOT I’M TRYNA SEE KIRI’S TEXTS, ugh I'm so biased I despised how much he was in this chapter he should choke I wish asthma was contagious. Although, for some reason Quaritch calling Spider Lo’ak’s wife did things to me personally, The sweet homosexual love line then took me out back and popped me (I mean this in a like, Italian mafia putting me down outside way and not like, doing poppers outside a club although for some reason both are giving the same energy).

Neytiri murdering Spider for both turning her son gay and also making him sad can be something so personal. I still am in denial of every universe where she doesn't like him, and in this one I just love the idea of them slinking back to Italy having eloped or some shit where Spider now has to build that relationship but now having deflowered and stolen her son in the night. Hilarious. They must bond over talking about how stupid he is. They're so similar, how can the people with Jake and his clone not be.

Lol I also forgot Lo’ak got a black eye, that makes Kiri’s texts earlier so much funnier. Kiri was like they made out so hard he was struck with love. Developed a bruise. His gayness punched him in the face.

SPIDER KILL YOURSELF IM IN YOUR ROOM KICK YOUR DAD OUT IS SO FUNNY TO ME THE KYS SPECEFICALLY KILELD ME.

Oh my god the crying was all a lie, a fantasy, I’m so disappointed. More realistic, sure, but still. I am unclear as to if it was rEAL.

I had the cunt thing spoiled for me when I was catching up on posts I missed; never did I imagine lol. Almost as hilarious as Lo’ak telling Spider to die because he didn’t look at him, gay.

Spackle covering the hole in the wall, hmm, I wonder who punched that there?? Also abusive Quaritch giving romantic advice is making me want to puke up all my organs. I know Andrei says say the hole in the wall was nothing, but you can't have an abusive dad character and then mention a hole in the wall and nOT have us thinking that Quaritch punched a hole in the wall. Every reader is gonna think that.

Lol those Kiri texts and what she says is sO MEAN god I totally get why she did it but omg way to ruin a man over something that is not his decision or his fault. She’s just so so mad about the gays being dumb. Can’t believe she finally coughed up this info. Also the way Quaritch could probably hear all this through the wall makes me wanna die.

Speaking of Quaritch, what an interesting portrayal of their relationship. As a Quaritch hater, there's very few fics where I don't just fully skip long interactions with him. I gotta have really been sucked into the world, and I was with this one. I can't tell what of my feelings on the characters have made me biased on the relationship and what are my feelings on what the text portrayed. The feeling of too late in their relationship is there, overwhelmingly and devastatingly, but part of me found myself unconvinced by the attempts from Quartich. I literally can't tell if it's my own bias (most likely) or if it's my own lack of explicit background knowledge.

What we do learn of the past we learn in fragments, passing lines from Spider's internal monologue. They aren't the focal point of the story, but they are deeply important to the world created, and it leaves me with a feeling like I'm in an unfinished paint by numbers; I don't quite have the full picture. (Again, as I always say to you in my beta notes Andrei, these are incredibly harsh comments for fic. It's just good enough I'm treating it as though it's more lol (bc it can be)).

As to why everyone is finding Kiri mean; yeah she's neurospicy and we do clearly get the vibe that they talk to each other in this way, this casual banter that doesn't really mean anything. That being said, casual "kill yourself" or like "this is all your fault" and shit like that when the character is clearly upset and angry comes across as serious. Knowing Kiri as a character I didn't think she was, but reading it took me aback because as a standalone I don't have that context. In arguments and serious moments those words pack a punch, especially to a reader in such close third as we are with Spider in this one. We are WITH him and seeing only his thoughts and perspectives, his hurt is front and center so it's easy to feel hurt and defensive as a reader. I digress.

Lo’ak’s like every man in a crime show calling his wife to hear her voice one last time before he goes to to the dangerous mission and almost dies. He's like "I'll hear Spider's breathing and then know the US military is the way for me." Spider, the barrier between Lo’ak and the goddamn US military. That’s so funny to me. This is another reason to feel confused by Kiri's vitriol; it's not Spider's fault what Lo'ak chooses to do with his life and it is unfair to blame him. One line of her doing it I get, but she does it several times and the only excuse we get for her is from Spider.

Kiri is better than me I’m an awful secret keeper. But also maybe she could’ve coughed that bad boy up earlier, huh?

Tbh tho, on a serious writing note; it’s so well written because from the beginning we know exactly what is happening. They both like each other and Kiri knows both sides. That was obvious to me. You tell us from the get go that Spider is leaving when he turns 18, and that Lo’ak is leaving to join the military, WE KNOW WHATS GOING TO HAPPEN. And yet the train chugs on and each event sets it in motion instead of derailing it, leaving us with an inevitable tragedy we all saw coming. Well done. If I was giving line edits on a publishable work, I’d say speed up the timeline. Make the whole fic (so excluding prior events like the party) all happen like. A few days before Spider leaves. I want to feel it all in real time, up close, as it happens. No breaks in time. I also want that memory convo with Lo’ak earlier lol, so that the realization of it can hit later. And honestly, if it wasn’t fic I’d leave it with the Kiri and Spider convo. No happy ending. BUT NOW LET ME GO READ MY WELL DESERVED HAPPY ENDING. U would've been SICK for not including one.

Extremely uncommon fanfiction Jake Sully W here. It should be more common I am an unapologetic stan.

Them going to find each other is so funny to me. Kiri was personally sending them on a wild goose chase as revenge.

OH THERE IT IS THE COMMON JAKE SULLY L. Although driving your gay ass son to do an airport rom com moment at 5:45am is actually quite the parenting w, where the fuck was Neytiri she would’ve been much more efficient. I mean she wouldn't have let him go, but she would've been efficient about it.

The idea of Lo’ak making his final decision to go to the military earlier in the day and then not actually doing it until he wakes Jake up at 2am makes me cackle. Jake: you go get that dick son, your mother can kill us both later.

ALSO WHY’S HE PULLING HIS SHIRT COLLAR SO HIGH, HMMM, ANDREI??? Showing up to meet his grandmother absolutely dEFILED. Does Lo'ak even have a change of clothes, that monster.

It’s 2:18am (when I originally write this), I have work tomorrow as I do literally every day of the week, and I’m just smiling to myself at this shit. Criticism: not enough of them being happy and also I didn’t get to learn what depraved things Spider wanted to do to Lo’ak that he drunkenly told him about that Lo’ak then had to live with torturing himself (and Kiri) over for months.

Andrei's response on what Spider drunkenly said to Lo'ak for the people: The depraved things are as follows— spider sat his ass in Lo’ak’s lap, completely and utterly gone, and waved poetry about Lo’ak’s long and strong fingers for at least ten minutes. He also made sure to mention his borderline tank top kink. Lo’ak definitely did not internalize that

I just have to say; I should've expected that. Those two gay ass losers to simply lose their minds over tHAT, which is like nOTHING. A REGULAR CONVERSATION I'D DARE SAY. ONE OF THE FIRST CONVERSATIONS I HAD WITH ONE OF MY ROOMMATES WAS ABOUT HER HAND KINK, SO I RECIPROCATED BY SAYING I THOUGHT THE DWARVES IN LOTR HAD GOOD HANDS. LO'AK WAS DEAD, SIMPLY MURDERED, A BLUSHING FOOL OVER THAT.

Lo'ak, stumbling into his and Kiri's room: Spider confessed his love for me and said... depraved things.

Kiri: OH MY GOD WHAT DID HE SAY.

Lo'ak: He said he likes my tank tops... I can barely speak of it out loud.

Kiri: Oh. 🙄

Also lowkey Kiri has to be enraged they’re normal now that they’re away from her. ALSO DOESN’T THAT BITCH LO’AK HAVE SCHOOL?? Hilarious all around. Lo’ak brings Spider back because they cannot be apart and then keeps him in his and Kiri’s room for the next year until he finishes high school. They see how long they can go without Quaritch finding out Spider’s nearby. Kiri hates them so much, especially now that they fuck in her space.

Andrei said in response to this: Lo’ak finished school in Florida!! Pulled a fast one on the school system and said hey I’m smart enough to finish like two classes here. Kiri didn’t speak to EITHER of them for months. Neytiri would call to check up and Kiri would be whining in the background about how she’s betraying her

They make up when Spider saves up to get her a ticket to visit them for a summer 🤸

The idea of Lo'ak never returning is so funny to me in so many ways. First of all, Spider dropping him off and picking him up like he's the sexy older boyfriend in every romcom ever. Second, the idea of Spider bullying him for having to go to school still. Three, they just squat with Spider's grandma, and she's like god I expected one gay loser not TWO. Four, Neytiri calling to check up just resulting in her and Spider both bitching about Lo'ak and Kiri respectively here is how the Neytiri and Spider fanboys can win-

Also, the idea of someone having to tell Neteyam about this makes me want to cry real tears of laughter. He’s in his first semester of college someone free him.

Andrei said: Let neteyam live in blissful ignorance. He knew Lo’ak was a raging homosexual for their entire lives and the second he saw spider he was like. Oooohhh okay. And then he never looked again the mental strength required to deal with it was just too much

Kiri, on facetime: so Lo'ak followed Spider-

Neteyam, opening a textbook in his Harvard dorm room or some shit:

[vivianbernadetteaurora]

Capricorn ♑️ moon 🪷🪐🤓🖖🏻🐐

Going into the moon signs again and here we come to Capricorn man which is in detriment when I sign is in detriment it’s not so comfortable here unlike full. It’s not the hardest placement but it’s still harvest some quite uncomfortable feelings so let’s get into that, cancer, being the opposite side to Capricorn, good at expressing emotion on the whole, Capricorn, rules, structure, hard work, social status. It certainly doesn’t rule emotion let’s be real so then let’s talk about the relationship with Capricorn moons and their mother.

As a Capricorn moon, your mother may have shown traits of a Capricorn.

she may have been hard-working, statuses could’ve been very money orientated, loyal, witty, patient, reliable, cautious, practical, charming, ambitious, strong world, independent, determined, resourceful, ambitious, tenacious organised on the dark side. End of this, your mother may have been emotionally, detached, selfish, critical, aloof, Maverick, naive, and eccentric, cynical , egotistical, plodding, loners, pessimistic, cautious, cheap melancholy, rarely satisfied, .

So let’s be straight with this. A lot of Capricorn moons are going to have the latter half maybe unless there’s other aspects in your chart such as Venus and 10 house placements and the 10th, possibly which would heighten the fact with your mother. whereas in the fifth house, in the fifth house, may make a better relation with the father because of fifth house rules. Leo that being the son also, and here’s a perfect example of this my mother, she’s a Capricorn moon. Her mother is a cancer. She’s an Aquarius. Her father is a Capricorn and she’s a Capricorn stallion. He he easy all that works and her mum is in the 10th house , so let’s just say Saturn is the planet of lessons, it’s the planet of when the Saturn return happens which is in Capricorn, so a cap rising a cap stellium ,Saturn in Capricorn. Thing with Capricorns as well as they often feel like the parent., almost like a Virgo, but without the talking, especially if you like my mum and you have a water sign parent or should you not say compatible with moving opposition in someway in your birth chart it’s going to be really difficult for you to feel close to your mother, I mean there’s plenty of Capricorn men. I’m sure out there who have good relationship with their mother because they could be the first half of what I put in the top of this page where their mother showed them about hard work, their mother showed them, but this is the way to do it. The moon could’ve been balanced out it’s just the parents gonna show the traits of your main sign. That’s why I was thinking like okay there’s five children and they’ve all got a different moon sign it’s gonna represent how they see their mother. so here we have Johnny Depp at the time of his court case. I found it funny and I felt disgusted at myself now because it discredited BPD which I suffer from anyway, Mr dep had a not so good relationship with his mother. find a meaning she was never proud of him. This could be the Saturn and Capricorn expectations being skyhigh of their children and not to ever being ever living up to the expectation of the Capricorn moon parent., I feel Johnny Depp never felt loved by his mother in the way that he wanted to be loved. which is sad, because YoungBoy dap wanted to just be loved by his in the ways that she could not express another example of this, another example of this is Amy Winehouse and her mother, in the documentary, both Amy and her mother say that she could walk all over her, and that she’d have to call in Cynthia, which is Amy‘s paternal grandmother because she would’ve just walked all over her, so she had a lot of halfway maybe the dad was more dominant for Amy, which would be her dominant planet being mercury in Virgo her dad being a mutable sign, although I’m not too sure of what Amy‘s mum is and I will keep looking. It seems the father was a lot more dominant parent but Amy was able to run wire because much similar to Nancy spudgen. He was also young Jewish girl, they may have needed authority of an older in the family and older lady. and then as far as I’m by Freddie Mercury, although gay man which is a different relationship with the mum I mean I’d love to have a gay son. Personally he loved his mum. I think he suffered more of his dad so you see that have the Capricorn moons it’s either going to be mother or father, or it’s going to be a generational thing where everybody gets involved and like I said with my mother he’s another prime example the grandparents constantly got involved and although I said about things with property my Nan my mum‘s mum rented a property off her parents which was beautiful and my mum told me that she turned the place into an absolute shambles. Bless her, she must’ve suffered with 12 anyway, but also. Hoarding things..

Celebrity examples, : Sarah, Jessica Barker, Reese, Witherspoon, Abraham Lincoln, Pete Davidson, Dwayne Johnson, Amy Winehouse,, Cher , Courtney, Kardashian, Milan, Trump, Matt, Damon, David Beckham, Freddie Mercury, Johnny Depp, Zooey Deschanel, liv Tyler, Jeffree Star and Stevie Nicks , Jennifer, love Hewitt and Emma Roberts.

So with all the examples I gave there you can see which ones had bad relationships with the mother and which one third bad relationships of the father. I mean some of them, you can’t even see their because of the secretiveness that comes with the Capricorn moon not so much secret, but just like they don’t wanna hear my problems we do though, we do wanna hear your problems?

Aquarius moons♒️🌚🥸🤖🦨



The Aquarius man and the relationship with their mother, the synchronies and hardware is having an Aquarius mother or mother with an Aquarian dates. I believe Aquarius has his way of switching things and this is Uranus energy. They can think pink is the best colour and they have loved it the whole life so the next day thinking it’s not the colour for them and won’t even remember saying it that is Aquarius for you, that is who they are.

So, going back to this, your mother may have been friendly, creative, dependable, thoughtful, idealistic, humanitarian, loyal, friend, individualist strong, willed, independent, intellectual, generous, original, tolerant, intuitive and witty among the other, many aquarium traits because they’ve gone through nine other bus before they’re gonna pick up a lot along the way, but I go with the whole modern day and traditional rulership believe in the traditional rulership of Saturn, paying a big part on some aquarium some maybe more Uranus ruled, I believe the ones who are a bit more rigid of Saturn, the ones who are a bit more out there and more Uranus Road, that’s just Leon mind isn’t making it up and making it make sense to me too. To outsiders astrology must look very complicated an air sign being a water carrier, hell no, if they really knew there is no way that Aquarius could be a sign a fixed sign. Yeah a water sign no to the no no no, i’m in, can you imagine an emotional they do however have a massive ego as some people say as big as Leo funny thing as it’s just a different shape is that Uranian shape, mystical and weird and strange, as I get quite offended sometimes singing my like these guys another part of it I’m like I’d love to be like these guys.

Now here comes the part of it of what your mother may have been like, or may have exhibited traits of

Positive qualities, faithful, selfless, systematic initiative, caring, honest, independent, popular amiable, idealistic, creative, trustworthy, intelligent, and altruistic.

Negative traits

Capricious discontented,detached unmanageable, rebel, rebellious, pigheaded, narcissistic, and mal, disrespectful, confused, perverse.

So I know I love to frame my family and her and he’s a good point only because like where one of five each of us, my brother is an Aquarius,moon, mum and dad are Aquarius sons were full siblings. Me and my brother. Our oldest three sisters are half siblings so I don’t know if I said in a place before dad took in charge with Jake my brother and mum took in charge of me, leaving us both disconnected with the other parent, I believe

So I can’t speak from Jake, but I do know him very well and we grew up very close together. Although he bullied me relentlessly he felt like he denied needs to protect dad because my sister slag him off and me me on the other hand, I feel like I need to defend mum to the hills and back my sisters have all had kids we haven’t and they want to do things differently, but mum only tried her best.

So let’s pretend I’m Jake for a moment, he may have felt that mother was attached unmanageable, rebellious, pigheaded, narcissistic, and malicious,.. disrespectful and perverse not so much pervert I don’t think I’d think that of our mum so much, we talk happened in our childhood we’re both Scorpios come on well he’s a Scorpio and I’m a Scorpio man and I think he holds, until he talks to his liaison sister and we get it all out there like mum having an affair dad then going with the sister if this history from what our other sister said, who exaggerates, anyway, I won’t bother you any more of the family drama. Let’s look to some of these celebrities.

Prime example, Britney, Jean Spears, and her evil mother, who, in many ways, I believe, is a lot worse than her father. Jamie, now Lynn wrote a book about Brittany called through the storm and how it was hard growing up with a daughter like that. excuse me, Lynn excuse me, Lynn what was hard about it, you have one child who you were a stupid stage parent with from such a young age you made her go out with all the boys, so she became more popular like what the hell you made your 13-year-old go out of an 18-year-old are you frigging kidding me you want your baby girl, your second born you’re only girl at the time to go through this. Of course she was the middle child. Of course Brittany was the middle child the forgotten child, the one who made all the money, middle child let’s not forget a successful people, I’m saying, successful on an emotional level than,them. Sharon Osborne, once stated that Brittany was staying in this really dirt apartment with her mother in New York, to do I don’t know stage acting singing well Jamie Lynn, Brian and Jamie were all at home. Having a good old time getting drunk. This is what Brittany was out and doing, now in the early days it seems like Brittany had a ball of the time and she did but as a child it sent her that this was normal in her book. She states how what sort girl Jamie was Jamie Lynn, that is too many southern

Celebrity examples

Jesus Christ , Marilyn Monroe Princess, Diana, Britney Spears, Billie Eilish, Eminem, John Lennon Gigi Hadid, Sandra Bullock, Charles Manson,  Victoria Beckham, Jessica Alba, Bruce Willis call, Cara,delivingne , Sophie loren , lil Wayne, Kate Bush, millie, Bobby Brown, 



Pisces moon , 💦♓️🌚🥺🧜🏼‍♀️🧚🏽‍♂️🐠

Pisces man is the last water sign of the zodiac. It is a mutable sign. The last main sign.  Although the last sign of the zodiac Pisces are connotations many childlike traits like they’re dreamy eyes. They’re innocent eyes that even in childhood have already seen so much probably most of the time they can’t help it. They were born into this sign. so Pisces, what is Pisces Pisces is, a mutable water sign, so we think mutable water it could be the rain. It could be the rain coming in on a real wet day that moves around so fast, it could be a thunderstorm it has elements of mutable water, see the thing is Pisces represents everything of the zodiac, it is been through every connotation of what is before it, I’m Pisces, sure as hell is that Pisces often portray such a way of innocence about them but guys I know what’s really going on with you, you know a lot more than you try to learn and it ain’t that obvious to a fellow water moon. it kind of is, there’s many types and a real creative outlet for the water moons and specially a Pisces water moon is the music, the arts artist have water sign Pisces in them, prince is a moon, Pisces, Kanye West is a moon and Pisces Elvis Presley, even the sun sign of Pisces have it Justin beiber ,Kurt cobain , Johnny Cash. so you might have had a mother, who is a very creative type , on the positive end of spectrum that means she was very good at making you feel loved. She was extra sensitive, she’saw through every kaleidoscope, and I’m sure she lived through it too many times. Your mum was probably somebody who is kind of strangers would give her friends her last penny, hindering herself, not necessarily a good thing that could be a dark age spectrum thing too, but maybe she wanted to teach you kindness and goodness in the world, it could’ve been very likely that she was raised by somebody who wasn’t as kind and saw the dark side of the world and she didn’t wanna put that onto her children. She wanted to see you the best in the best in humans. and she felt this was the best way in showing you how to do that. You may also have had a mum who was in alternative treatments, such as aromatherapy, holistic therapies, and maybe even witchcraft or paganism or Buddhism, she could’ve also worked in mental health or addiction or an institution where she was able to help people on a daily basis, because it felt like the right thing for her to do, and she was so natural at doing so Expressed it really beautifully. On the darker side of the scale, your mum may have been an addict herself. I’m suffered with addiction, alcoholism, mental health problems, hysteria, what such bipolar schizophrenia, or just being a highly sensitive person, which I expect is true, either way on the diet, dark or like end of the spectrum because Pisces people naturally are in touch with the spirit world, or anybody who has a 12 house, moon or other placements in this house .

Pisces man are often close with their mums. Anyway, they are type of people that will have a home in their parents house well into adult hood. In fact I’ve noticed with people who have Pisces placements in general the grandparents are often involved and might be secondary parents to the actual child or the child’s child, but they definitely have a bedroom in their parents house,  way into their 40s and beyond, well let’s say Pisces moon have a mother who might be linked to fame or had a mother who is in the music industry or can sing beautifully or has the creativity, to make music, many many moons ago I did have a Pisces moon a friend I’m not gonna lie it’s not my favourite placement. This person didn’t have many amazing traits but I will say she drunk like a fish and you know how they say Pisces can be liars sometimes well, this one dead she won’t forget about things years ago that didn’t even happen, I told him many times don’t ring me when you’ve been drinking please it’s just one roll I wanna have so what did she do should turn up and when she was drunk so someone who hated alcohol at the time it was not nice. but I will say this she was fun to be around or in short doses she could make you laugh. She could talk your ear off but yeah she could make you laugh. See this is the unknown trait about Pisces is they can talk man and they are books, smart, they are intelligent as anything.

Traits of Pisces moon

Empathetic, sensitive, artistic, deep emotions, whimsical, subjective, idealistic, introspective, indecisive, weak boundaries, powerful intuition traits of the mother and the child, sensitive intuitive, sympathetic, temperamental, compassionate, escapist, thoughtful dramatic dependent, trusting creative, romantic. Oh yeah, these guys love twin flames . The ideal love story, but because they’re a mutable sign like an easily bright blow that up into flames as well . So that’s look at a few celebrity examples

Celebrity examples,

Kim, Kardashian, Kanye West, Sabrina Carpenter, Vanessa Hudgens, Michelle Obama, Michael Jackson Elvis Presley, Prince Hillary Clinton, Catherine Zita, Jones, Grace Kelly, Robin Williams, Audrey Hepburn, Chavira, Winona Ryder, Cindy Crawford, Kesha, and SZA 



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Sexual/Sacred Joke (Translated)

This is an 18+ Vogue interview from 2010 with Shin Hakyun so read at your own risk

Shin Hakyun appears in Director Lee Hae-young’s sex-fantasy film Festival as a macho man who is preoccupied by size. In order to surprise this quiet, bashful actor who only opens his mouth on screen, I threw at him some mischievous questions filled with sexual innuendos. 

Now, the readers won’t be interested in your serious narrative. So let’s pretend that this interview is one big sex joke, and play a game. 

Ah… Okay, hehehe (he sounds like he doesn’t understand).

Do you think all directors are perverts?

Us filmmakers, we all have perverted tendencies. We just live quietly without showing them.

Live without showing… So you admit that you have perverted tendencies. 

I don’t know. But I’m certain that those tendencies are provoked by the directors.

Actors occasionally seem to feel pleasure by swinging a whip or shooting semen all over the place on screen. You attempted a threesome in Thirst, right? I do think it’s heartbreaking that you had your wife taken from you by a vampire, but wickedly, you were lying in between Song Kangho and Kim Okbin.

They were tangled up in each other’s pleasure and ended up killing me before finally having sex, and I involuntarily found myself on the bed between them. It wasn’t my intention.

Hm hm, are you prepared to speak about the filthy desire sitting in your heart at any moment?

No. Expelling that filthy desire through acting is enough.

What do you think about the comedic expulsion in Joint Security Area and Save the Green Planet?

You’re talking about older things. They are merely victims. They are abnormal people who were driven to insanity by society.

Do you act for communication or pleasure?

Communication 6, pleasure 4. I’m not good at communicating. I was born that way. I wasn't able to tell my stories since childhood.

So you’re very repressed.

Is it a problem that I don’t have much to say? I’m saying that I have a big desire to communicate, but I don’t want to express that through speech.

I understand. But we all have to say something. That’s how interviews work. Should we talk about the center of acting-based pleasure? Is it the mouth? Hands? Ears? Chest?

The brain. The brain becomes very sensitive… and the cells roar, I don’t know how to describe it.

Try your hardest to think about what to say.

So… This is… Just, it’s like that. It definitely feels like something is being relieved…

Let’s say it’s the feeling of ejaculating. Then what about size?

Size?

A man’s size.

In Festival, this guy is a macho cop who has no hopes or plans for the future. We don’t know if he says he’s big because his genitals are actually big, or if he’s actually not that big but is lying instead. Like most men do.

How about you?

Me? I don’t think size and confidence are directly proportional. Saying that makes me feel smaller for some reason.

Oh! You don’t feel like someone who's small. So you don’t need a Na Hoon-A-esque performance. But are sexual confidence and sexual jokes directly proportional to each other?

I tend to only listen.

Are you saying you’ve never told a sex joke before?

There are many times I don’t talk at all in any situation.

Have you read erotic novels? Ones like Let’s Go! To the Rose Inn by Ma Kwang-soo, Try Lying to Me by Jang Jung-il, The Road to the Racetrack by Ha Il-ji. 

I like classic novels. I’ve been re-reading The Brothers Karamazov by Dostoevsky and King Lear and Othello by Shakespeare.

I expect nothing less. You starred in this movie with Oh Dalsoo, Sung Dongil and Ryu Seungbeom. Their sexual tendencies are also diverse. Sung Dongil prepares a whip and handcuffs and waits to be dominated, Ryu Seungbeom who loves dolls more than women, fairy Oh Dalsoo who wears laces and moves around gently…

I’m so jealous of those actors. They’re really funny if you see them on set. They act and talk freely. But compared to Oh Dalsoo, I’m a talker.

I know that Shin Hakyun and Oh Dalsoo fall in a similar category. In comparison to Sung Dongil and Ryu Seungbeom who are always hopping about, you two are pure, silent, and internal perverts. How was it with Won Bin, who you filmed My Brother with?

That guy talks less than me. He’s really quiet, to the point where I’m curious [about him]. I heard he likes games, but… when compared to him, I think I would have to keep from talking more.

Oh, but not now! How much do you consider women’s feelings?

Women’s feelings? I’m happy when the other person is happy. I work hard to satisfy the woman. Depending on the situation, I would use various actions and techniques.

How would you feel if you found your lover’s vibrator?

In the movie, I see it in secret and pretend not to know. I’m an unconfident person who even failed his examination for promotion, so size matters more to him, and thus he is hurt by his lover owning a vibrator.

I read Park Min-gyu’s novel recently and it had a similar story. A car salesperson returned home and asked for a meal, and his wife asked “Haven’t you eaten yet?” which made him go ballistic and cause a scene in their house. At that moment, he finds a vibrator in their closet. His mind goes blank and he runs away from home, sailing off to the moon.

I understand. But sexual capability isn’t too important to me, so I think I would be fascinated by the vibrator. [I would ask] Where did you get this? Do you normally use it? Is it good? I would respect it as it’s a form of play that doesn’t pertain to the man’s abilities.

Are you closer to a sadist or a masochist?

I despise getting hit, and I also hate hitting the other person because they wouldn’t enjoy it.

Do you have masochistic tendencies when you work? In Sympathy for Mr. Vengeance, I heard you were beaten by Song Kangho so much that you had bruises all over your body, but you didn’t scream once.

There is a side of me that exudes newfound energy when I’m exhausted and abused.

Sexually, what do you think is between the rebellious teenage phase and the greasy old person phase?

There would be the youth who freely enjoys everything and the middle-aged person who is filled with fantasies.

Which one do you fall under?

I don’t know, I’m not sure where I would fit in. Regardless, I’m healthy. Hehe.

What would you say to all the withered virgin men and women?

I don’t even get to meet any of them.

What if they came to you for advice/counseling?

So? What do you want me to do? That’s your problem.

As a reporter, I have no choice but to invade the actor’s private life. We are pitiful torturers. You understand, right?

Yes, I know. I’m sorry I can’t be a fiery sacrifice for you.

I heard you drink alone for more than half of each year?

I drink every day. I like feeling intoxicated. I considered brewing alcohol on my own if I didn't act.

When are you most bored?

I’m most bored after finishing a project when I’m waiting without any future plans. I’m also bored when I have to drink on the set while waiting, without the presence of my character.

How did you feel when you first watched Like a Virgin, Director Lee Hae-young’s first installment of his sexual fantasy work?

It was touching. It was cute to see young Ryu Deokhwan crossdressing in a Chinese-style dress and applying lipstick. Also the scene where the father looks down at his son while riding an excavator.

What would you say if the actual Madonna entered this room, completely nude?

Please leave! I’m scared. You’re not my type. I like round women.

Have you ever pictured yourself wanting to slap Marilyn Monroe’s buttocks?

What buttocks? I do want to have a drink with her. Even though we wouldn’t be able to understand each other and there would be no need to talk in the first place.

If you had to act as either a priest or a monk who is facing some sexual challenge, who would you pick?

Song Kangho hyung played a priest in Thirst. The monk role would be more fun. It would be the Buddhist version of Thirst, called Did You See?... (T/N: “Did you see” in Korean is pronounced “Bwat-ji,” which sounds similar to Thirst’s Korean title “Bak-jwi.”)

Oh! You told a joke for the first time.

You’re asking troubling questions so I can’t be serious. Try asking this question to other actors. They’ll all be good at [answering]. I can’t talk or sing and I freeze whenever I even see a studio camera. I’ve had no reason to train for this type of conversation, either.

Try playing on the boundary between jokes and serious talk. Let’s make the claim that, for instance, Lindsay Lohan wants to have a threesome with Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie, and 45 minutes later, she will announce her marriage to Brandon Flowers of the band The Killers.

I’d do anything if it’s for acting in a film…

What do you mean by that?

I could act as a gay or transgender character, or I could run around the Myeongdong streets while naked.

That’s not a scene I would particularly want to see. If only one film could remain in this world, what should it be?

Wealth and honor, hehe. (T/N: Term for “wealth and honor” in Korean is pronounced “bu-gwi-yeong-hwa” and the word for “movie” in Korean is “yeong-hwa.” Shin Hakyun was making a pun based with the last two letters/syllables of the first word, which overlap with the word for “movie.”)

You keep smiling/laughing only.

Smiling is my habit. In school, I was friends with everyone. Smart kids, carefree kids, kids who always fought. They were all nice to me, and that was because I always smiled without saying anything. Since then, smiling has become a habit.

So smiling was your version of camouflage. It is a bit sad for being the origin story of a million-dollar smile.

Hehehe.

What pose would you do if you were chosen as the cover model of Playboy?

I would show my back. I’m not confident about my front. My butt appears in this film Festival as well. It is a shame that I had to look oily and plump due to my character being a lazy drunk.

When does the orgasm of acting come around in this film?

This movie begins with a scene where I ejaculate.

Ejaculation, right off the bat?

Haha.

Lastly, please say a word for all the pitiful audience members of this generation who are struggling with sexlessness and frigidity.

I think frigidity has more to do with mental factors rather than physical… But I don’t have that, so… I’d only know if I’ve experienced it… I’m not even a doctor, what should I say? Anyway, I’m healthy when it comes to sex. I’m not indifferent. I’m sure of that.

@capricorniohash, @pass-in-the-night, @seveneaglestar, @ladykyrin

[spinningbuster98]

Sonic the Hedgehog CD Ending: All action. No words

Stardust Speedway is one of those levels that you think you’d love, what with it clearly being Starlight Zone on steroids, but it just doesn’t fully stick the landing because, you guessed it, the level design is just all over the place. As a general rule of thumb: unless you’re going for the generator then stick to the lowest route since it’s the quickest and simplest. This is quite literally doing the opposite of what Sonic level design usually does but hey, that’s just how Sonic CD rolls I guess

I’ve never been a massive Metal Sonic fan per se. He’s either a non-character, basically just another tool of Eggman’s that only stands out by virtue of his concept, or whatever Heroes attempted to do with him. His design however is something that I absolutely adore. He looks straight up deadly, what with those dark eyes and spickier, sharper design that generally lacks most of Sonic’s own roundness and softness, presenting Metal as something truly dangerous and unfriendly. It’s also a pretty edgy design, perhaps the series’ first truly edgy character, a full 8 years before Shadow, yet he still follows the Classic characters’ overall design aesthetics what with his body proportions. He simultaneously looks in-line with Sonic’s world yet also unnatural to it. His boss fight is also pretty memorable and also perhaps the hardest in the game (though that’s not saying much here), which, alongside him being the one who kidnaps Amy at the starts and whose holograms you can find harassing small animals in the levels, helps to solidify him as an actual rival to Sonic. In fact, despite my thoughts on the character himself, I actually think that he makes for a better potential rival than the likes of Shadow and especially Knuckles, as his status as an Eggman robot built specifically to kill Sonic makes it easy and natural to set up situations where the two would fight without it feeling forced or stupid (just think about how, in Generations, he’s the only rival character whose fight justification doesn’t feel arbitrary, unlike Shadow “I know we’re all in a world without time but instead of trying to get to the bottom of things I’ll try to kill you now just ‘cause” the Hedgehog or Silver “but how can I know you’re the real Sonic? I know! I’ll drop a bunch of junk on your head!” the Hedgehog)

Metallic Madness is the worst stage in the game. Act 1 is fine, but Act 2 features pretty much every single issue in the game but cranked up to 11 because it’s the final level. It’s a giant goddamn mess and no amount of chibi Sonic can make me overlook this. Don’t go to the Past, I swear to God it’s even worse than the other timeframes, I always get lost in the god forsaken place. Man did Mania give this place a much needed makeover!

Fun fact: the original Sega CD version of the ending cutscene actually features sound effects at the start before playing Cosmic Eternity! I’m guessing that the later versions don’t do this because they play at higher framerates so the sound effects would be out of synch

I actually think I like the ending more than the opening: CD doesn’t have the classic all-stage medley during the credits but we actually get to see brief animated recreations of previous stages, and this is where I think that Sonic’s personality really shines, showcasing all the cute, cool and creative ways that he disposes of Badniks. I also like how, in the good ending, more specifically in the later versions, Little Planet disappears but not before emitting a bunch of sparkles that form an image of Sonic, kind of implying that it’s somewhat sentient and it’s thanking Sonic. It’s a nice way to sort of personify a literal world and make your efforts to save it from Eggman’s influence feel all the more worthwhile. Again: Sonic CD is able to give character and personality not through words but through actions

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Hello, I was wondering if I could possibly get the spiders and how they’d comfort an gf that’s insecure about her profile specifically having a more pronounced Persian nose shape, and feels pressured to get a nose job in order to be seen as pretty? Sorry if this is too much! Feel free to decline if it’s uncomfortable and have a great day!!

It’s no problem at all. Honestly, I am happy to at least attempt to bring awareness to this because although it’s just somebody’s nose it fucking hurts If you make fun of somebody based on their facial features you’re fucked up. Aim for the personality if you’re gonna talk shit because otherwise you just look like a shitty person!!! Unless they talk shit about your looks then do as you please lol

Full credit to la-squadra1234

Feitan-

He would call you a idiot for being insecure he would definitely comfort you by saying that you are gorgeous and that he’s not only saying that because he’s your boyfriend, but he saying that because it’s true, and he would say something along the lines of you have no real reason to be insecure you are perfect in every way, shape and form

He would definitely be very sweet, but kind of passive aggressive lol

Phinks-

He would definitely hug you very tight and start comforting. You like crazy by giving you your favourite snacks watching a movie with you he would even take a day off from doing business with the phantom troupe just to comfort you all the way!

Chrollo-

He would definitely drop everything that he’s doing and come to your rescue if none of the comforting things that he said worked, he would definitely ask the girls in the phantom troupe for advice on how to deal with it, and make them feel confident again!

Hisoka-

This man would literally stare at you and then start blinking like crazy, and he would say excuse me Miss bitch, you are the prettiest woman on the entire planet trust me if there’s anything wrong with your nose I definitely would’ve mentioned it by now

We all know he would have because he just doesn’t care like that lol

Franklin-

He doesn’t really get why people feel insecure as he has cuts all over his face and body and some big ass ears but he still doesn’t feel insecure about anything. He honestly feels very confident. He says that it doesn’t matter about looks. It’s all in the personality, and either way, they are not ugly. He would definitely be very sweet with comforting his s/o

Uvogin-

He would start cracking a bunch of jokes, saying that if you think that you are ugly, then you must think that he looks like a total rat that just came out of the sewer he would make some jokes like that and try his hardest to help you out as much as possible

Nobunaga-

“….Woman my nose is far more bigger than yours in every single picture that I have ever taken, and the highlight was my nose” he would definitely say that you have a normal size nose, especially compared to him, and he would tell you that you have no reason to be insecure as you are gorgeous!

Sorry, if this seems kind of half assed were lazy, it was kind of hard for me to think of things

I hope everybody enjoys. I really liked making this one because it wasn’t just a story to me it actually meant something and it’s always nice to have people with you when you are going through a rough time especially if you have a insecurity like that…

I will see everybody in the next Post bye now!

[mandalorianfantasy]

Ch 1: Paths Crossed

Summary: This is the start of a slow burn story between our favorite mandalorian and a girl who crosses his path when they both show up looking for the same bounty. It’s written alongside the series and will eventually become your favorite sexually frustrating fic. But first, we build the story: 

“Where are you trying to go?” The raspy voice of an older orange alien. 

She was standing in a shipping yard watching the alien yell at droids about which crates go where in the cargo port. 

“Planet Arvala-7,” she said blatantly. 

She sees the alien raise an eyebrow. “And what kind of business could a young lady like you have on Arvala-7? I don’t know if you’ve heard but that planet is crawling with mercenaries now.”

“Look, I have a hefty bag of credits here.” She reached down to a bag that was attached to the speeder bike resting beside her. “I know it’s a bit out of your route, but I’ll make up the difference and then some. So long as you have room to store my speeder.” 

She threw the bag to the man. He proceeded to feel the weight of it and after a few moments turned to the cargo ship and waved her along over his shoulder. 

- - - -

It’s been so long since I’ve seen Quill, I wonder if he’s still on that dirty sand planet. 

- - - - 

She got dropped off a few hundred miles west of where she was headed. A Nikto encampment she heard had a very special bounty in their possession. A bounty she had been tracking for a few weeks, desperate to find before the empire. After riding her speeder for a few hours, she ditches the bike behind a sand dune and continues on foot. Coming up on the outskirts of the compound and nestling down to watch the hustle of activity around the camp. After watching for sometime and tracking every guards post, a loud uproar sparks.

- - - - 

What the fuck is going on down there… *squinting* oh no is that?

 …A damn IG unit.

- - - - 

Shooting, yelling, explosions erupt from the center of the compound. She uses this time to run the perimeter to the back buildings where she can sense the faintest influx of the force in that area of the building. Most the guards are being dispersed among the front, giving her the perfect opportunity to make her way around back and find a way in. 

Then quiet. Things have settled some. She follows her senses down hallways, sure that she’s about to find the being she’s been seeking. Light on her feet as not to make noise. She rounds a corner, blaster drawn. Just in time to see a mandalorian shoot the IG unit from earlier. Some of the best people she’s known have been mandalorian, but among some of the most ego driven as well.

“HANDS UP,” she gives a stern warning. 

The mandalorian doesn’t know this voice but he can tell it’s someone of confidence that won’t hesitate to get what they want. His hands slowly raise. “I have no intention of harming the child,” he responds to the threat of the blaster, which he sees out of the corner of his visor is aimed at a break in between his armor. She’s not playing games. If she pulled the trigger he’d be badly wounded.

“You should be happy I believe you,” she can sense no malicious intent coming from the man hidden behind the helm. She lowers her gun and approaches the little green alien sitting in his port. “I’ve traveled a long way to find you,” smiling at the infant. She turns back to the mandalorian, “If you truly don’t want the child harmed, then you should know what the empire plans to do with this bounty once they obtain him. First, I think we should get out of this compound while it’s still quiet.”

- Mando -

….There’s something about this woman I can’t exactly pin. I’ve heard Carga talk about a female bounty hunter who picks up all the hardest pucks. He’s said that she’s the only other hunter who keeps up with my return rate in the guild. Trust should never be given over so soon into meeting someone, especially not if she’s the mercenary that Carga is talking about. But she has this aura about her…

- - - - - 

 When they get some distance from the camp, she retrieves her bike. Once she sees the mandalorian in the distance pulling a blurrg, she knows exactly whose help he had finding this compound.

“Are you planning on returning that to Kuiil?”

“You know Kuiil?” The mandalorian is caught off guard.

“Kuiil is an old friend of mine. When I heard the bounty was bringing me here, I wondered if his farm was still in the same place.” She found herself giving more information to the mandalorian than she usually would to a stranger.

“Our arrangement didn’t include the return of the animal, but I am going to use it to return to my ship. It is in the direction of his farm,” the mandalorian tied up her speeder bike to the blurrg. Motioning for her to sit on her bike, to be pulled alongside the animal.

After she takes a seat, he hikes himself up onto the blurrg, “brief me on the bounty?” 

“Well the empire has been hunting this kind of… being, for some time now. They want to experiment and extract any… information they can.” 

“How would they get information out of a child?” The Mandalorian asks.   

“By draining his blood,” she responded dryly and glanced over at the kids pramm following suit. The mandalorian fell silent so she spoke again.  “I can see you were excited for that beskar reward.” She raises an eyebrow at the one shiny plate covering his shoulder.  

“Mmmmm yeah,” he says lowly, clearly still pondering.   

“What if I had a proposition where you get the beskar and you help transport me and the child somewhere safe?” She says.

The mandalorian looks down in her direction, “you want to explain?”

“I’ll allow you to turn in the child for the beskar, if you help me almost immediately retrieve him,” she says it as if it wasn’t going to be an incredibly hard task. 

“That’s going to put a giant bounty over our heads.” The mandalorian doesn’t sound very enthused.

She shrugs her shoulders, “how badly do you want the beskar? It belongs back in the hands of the mandalorians doesn’t it? If you choose to accept, the child cannot be there for long. And I must have your word that you will transport us off the planet afterwards... including my speeder.”

The mandalorian is at first in disbelief of this absurd plan.

Silence again. They can see a razor crest ship in the distance. The mandalorian mutters a very agitated “no.” The sight of the ship is mangled. As they get closer and closer they can see just how much has been stripped. Hoping off the blurrg the mandalorian runs up to the ship, clearly distraught and heated.  

“It didn’t always look like this did it!?” She yells sarcastically as he’s inspecting the damage. 

 It happens fast but in a moment he’s running after the Jawas ship. Fighting to climb up. She unties her speeder from the blurrg and starts following behind. Watching the mandalorian disintegrate the Jawas is making her clench her jaw.                      She never liked seeing creatures of any kind harmed. Of course she wasn’t a saint. But the brutality she’s faced in her life left her having a low tolerance for violence. And when the mandalorian got jolted off that ship falling a good distance to the ground, she couldn’t help but smirk.     

“Got the wind knocked out of ya huh?” She said smugly looking down at the mandalorian from the speeder bike.

He grunts, laying stiffly in the sand.

“Let’s find Kuiil, if I can recall he has a knack for bargaining with Jawas,” she insisted. “Then we’ll get your ship fixed. I’m a rather capable mechanic.”

Kuiil is happy to reunite with the girl he once mentored. She was happy to see he was in good health. Kuiil explained to the Mandalorian that after he was released from the empire, he found mechanic work on a small planet. His temporary time there, building up enough money for the farm at hand, is when he met this very young girl. Ambitious to learn how to handle as much equipment as possible. This is where he mentored her on all things he knew. The girl glances at the mandalorians helmet while Kuiil is story telling, once again finding the details of her personal life being explained more to this mandalorian than anyone else in recent years of her life. 

After Kuiil speaks with the Jawas and conveys the message back to the mandalorian, he’s furious but left not much of a choice in getting back his ships parts. He must go face this creature they’re trying to describe and bring them back it’s egg. While the mandalorian is eager to get the job done to return his ship in working condition, she is rather neutral and observant with the affairs at hand. The mandalorian, the woman, and the child set off and come to the place mapped out by the Jawas.

“I will not harm this creature for its egg. I understand we need your ships parts but if the plan includes -“ she stops talking mid sentence. She watches the mandalorian march straight into the den. 

- - - - 

Oh. I guess there is… no plan at all.

*Roaring and shuffling. Then the mandalorian comes flying out of the den.*

Great. Reeeeaaalllll stealthy. Is there a fucking brain under that beskar? He’s about to get handled by this desert mama. There’s a faction of joy knowing he’s about to get a lesson beat into him. 

 ————  

A very agitated creature emerges from the den. A fight is inevitable. She must sit solid in her values, after all this creature did not deserve this threat they were bringing to its home. However, as the creature becomes more hostile with the mandalorian - sitting aside is getting harder and harder to do. Fear is welling up in her belly. Fear that the mandalorian may seriously be injured, or worse if she lets this go on any longer. That’s odd… this is really a complete stranger in front of her, why is she having these feelings well up? She knows she has to put a stop to it. The mandalorian is on his knees, ready for a last defense.

She lifts her hand as a mean to stop the situation… but she notices the animals mass lifting off the ground before she could do anything.

The woman and the mandalorian simultaneously look over to the child’s pramm. The small being was using the force to stop the creature and save the mandalorian. Falling asleep after his success. Shock and silence ensure. The mandalorian gathers himself, collects the egg, and returns to where she’s standing with the child. She’s stroking his head. 

“Is he okay?” The mandalorian asks.

“He’s okay. He’s just drained.” She responds.

“What… was that?”

“That was him saving your life,” she said gently.

[bakiuwu]

An old nsfw yujiro x strydum fic that ive never shared on here lol

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"I'm bored"

Yujiro wasn't the type of man who gets bored, his boredom is a threat to the United States of America. It is something that should be taken seriously, nothing but danger can come from such a statement. " gulp....... Ya don't say" strydum looks at the threat in his backseat thou the rear mirror. "How bout we go to a museum?" He suggests, something tha him yujiro does quite often at times. "Nah we did tha shit last week",

"hmmm how bout I drop you off at some random dojo". Yujiro pause, considering it "Nah that's even more boring" he says as he looks at strydum

Yujiro getting bored was something tha rarely happen but it was still a potential threat

Strydum continues to drive, trying to come up with something to sustain the beasts boredom "hmmmm how bout we go out to eat?" He looks at yujiro, hoping tha will strike some interest. Yujiro stares at strydum thou the mirror, he got a good view of the man's face. He could tell strydum was running out of ideas to keep him entertained "poor stry, trying so hard come up with something :(" yujiro jokingly thought to himself. He saw a bead of sweat drip from the other man's forehead down to his chest, yujiro always thought of strydum chest being nice he always find himself staring at them.His face and body was quite attractive as well he would be lying If he said otherwise, He turns his attention to his neck fantasizing about licking a long wet stride from his neck to his.......yujiro grins and licks his lips as he lean forward to get a better look of strydum. This wasn't anything new for yujiro

He wasn't the type to lust for others maybe when comes to a fight but sex wise not too much. Strydum was an exception, his lust for him was strong late nights yujiro always found himself thinking of the man. Fantasizing about the his musk,taste and touch he wanted him bad no....he needed him. "I'm taking tha your not hungry, you haven't said a word since I asked" strydum says with a concern tone. Yujiro's grin grows wider leaning into strydum ear "yea....I'm reallll hungry,let's go back to my hotel room " now yujiro was inches away from licking strydums neck but he want to tame himself until they got back to the hotel, wouldn't want to make them crash. Strydum face turn red, he started breathing hard trying his hardest to focus on the road.

In no time the two arrived at the hotel, as the two got into the elevator strydum was able to feel yujiros body heat on the back of his neck. Yujiro tried his hardest to contain himself from biting into his neck but damn it was a hard task. The two got to yujiro's Infamous room "00000". As soon as the two got into the room, yujiro slammed strydum Into the back of the door smashing his lips into his. This kiss was heated, yujiro moved to strydum's neck the thing he been craving since they're were in the car.

He sucks on his neck then bites the shit outta of him drawing blood in the process, to strydum's dismay he moans as yujiro laps up the blood continuing to suck on the bruise. Yujiro smirks as he begins to go lower on his neck kiss and sucking his collar bone, he unbuttons strydum's shirt groping his pecs. Kissing on them then going lower to his stomach, now finally getting to his hard cock tha was just begging to be let out, strydum was red,breathing hard and losing his shit. He looks down on the man who is referred to as "The Orge" "The strongest creature on the planet", A man who is feared by the whole world was now getting ready to suck his cock like horny slut he was. Even tho strydum was standing tall as yujiro was on his knees before him, yujiro was clearly in control, keeping eye contact with strydum as he pull down his pants releasing his cock.

"Such a nice built, can't wait to savor it~" yujiro examined his cock closely, strydum was a nice size 7 to be exact, had a nice color to it not to pale not to pink. He kept himself nice and groom, yujiro looks up at the man who face was deep red now, he smirks leaning closer to his cock licking a long stride up to the already leaking tip. Strydum throws his head back moaning so loud to where if anybody was around they would know wha the two were up to. Yujiro sinks his head all the way to the base of strydums cock while maintaining eye contact, he wanted to watch him whimper and lose his shit as he sucked his cock.

He slowly sucks up and down, teasing the man before him he sunk his head back down repeating the motion strydum beings to lose his patience as he begins to grab a handful of the beast hair and pumps his himself into the man's mouth sloppily and desperately. Strydum starts picking up the speed, now using both hands on yujiros head face fucking the beast. Yujiro eyes rolled back taking the rough face fucking, hearing strydum pathetic moans. "Fucckk, it's like your throat was made just for me" he continued to pumps hard and fast, the only noise tha was heard was moaning and the wet-sloppy sound of skins slapping together.

Strydum came to a close, cumming deep in yujiro's throat he pulls out painting yujiros face with his hot cum being pleased with how big of load he released.yujiro sat there panting tongue out with his face paint with his friends cum, there was an odd slicene only heavy breathing. Yujiro looks up at a tired strydum "tha was fun, we should do tha everytime I'm bored~"

All strydum can do was groan at the statement, hey atleast the beast was entertain

[canon-can-fight-me]

Hey Rina!! ME!, It’s Nice To Have A Friend, London Boy, Cornelia Street and Miss Americana & The Heartbreak Prince?

Hi Ash, thanks for the ask 😊

ME!: What do you love the most about your f/o? What do they love the most about you?

Oh man, what do I love most about him? There’s like…a laundry list of things lol. He’s funny without trying to be, loyal to his friends, tries his hardest despite being put in difficult situations, is a total sweetheart…the list goes on.

As for what he loves about me, he likes that I treat him like a person, not as an object, and that I’m firm in my opinions and won’t hesitate to talk down anyone who has a problem with me, him, or us as a couple. He also admires my strength and that I’m one of the few people who can make him laugh. <3

It's Nice To Have A Friend: Were you and your f/o friends before you became lovers?

Absolutely! In fact, their friendship before getting together is one of my favorite things to write because they’re basically just great friends who happen to also be in love with each other. I think it’s a great foundation for a relationship.

Miss Americana & The Heartbreak Prince: If you and your f/o ran away together, where would you go?

I doubt we would ever run away, but if we did, it would probably be to one of the nicer planets (so far, Naboo is my favorite). We would have a nice little living space there, and a peaceful quiet life (at least, as peaceful as you can be in such circumstances).

Cornelia Street: Do you and your f/o live together? If so, what is your domestic life like? If not, what would it be like if you moved in together?

Three.pio has never really had a home, only wherever his current master is. However, now that he doesn’t have a master anymore, I am his home (just the thought of that makes me 💖💕🩷). My s/i has their own place, so that’s where they live together. And it’s so nice and comforting to come home to someone who adores you so much (I’m talking about both of us here).

London Boy: Do you and your f/o travel? if you both could live somewhere besides where you're from, where would you like to live?

If we’re talking about the movies timeline, he travels all over (although not willingly). But I like to imagine sometimes my s/i basically makes him take vacations because, in her words “you somehow manage to have eye bags even though you don’t even have skin”. They just like traveling to any new place that isn’t incredibly dangerous to travel to. For the second part of the question, I think my answer in the Heartbreak Prince question about covers it.

[takadasaiko]

A Flicker of Light Chapter Thirteen (a Star Wars fic)

FFN II AO3

Story Summary: A canon divergent AU in which Luke Skywalker is raised within the Empire to be either his father's heir as a Sith Lord… or his replacement.

Chapter Summary: Luke and Wedge try to survive the mystery planet.

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He didn't know how long it had been, only that it all blurred together so that, if nothing else, it felt like everything had happened very fast. From being woken up from a deep sleep in his bunk by the simultaneous alarms and violent jolt of the ship to the mad rush to get to safety as the damaged portions were ripped off of the frigate to leave a gaping wound in her side that sent their much-needed supplies drifting out into the stillness of space. Then it had been all-hands-on-deck as the Dreadnought had pulled out of the hyperspace lane just in time to avoid the same severe damage their Rebel frigate had sustained.

I listen. That was the only explanation that Wedge's Imperial captive had given when he'd asked how the Dreadnought had avoided the same fate. To what, he still wasn't sure. Just as he wasn't sure how his X-Wing had only barely held together long enough for him to bring it into the hardest landing this side of a fiery crash he'd ever been in while Natus had set his TIE fighter down like a cup of caf on a saucer. He was right about one thing, though: something strange was happening on this planet. It'd be nice if the fighter that had come whistling through the fog would provide answers rather than more questions. Wedge wasn't counting on it.

He had heard of Natus while he was at the Imperial Academy, but he was different from what Wedge had imagined. Sandy blond hair, blue eyes that watched everything around him with wary curiosity, and much shorter than Wedge would have guessed. He would have been less intimidating too, he wagered, if the two young men had met off the battlefield. Instead Wedge had had a first row seat to more talent on display in one pilot than the Rebellion had in many of their squads. But he'd lived through it, and if he played his cards right he might even come out of it with Vader's son as a prisoner.

Natus stopped abruptly in front of him, jarring Wedge out of his thoughts. "Keep moving."

That blond head tilted a little to the side. "We should have found it by now. We should have heard it hit the ground."

"Maybe the fog made it harder to hear," Wedge offered, a steady sense of unease tightening in the pit of his stomach.

"I think it's more than that."

There was a long moment and Wedge pushed a frustrated breath out of his nose. "Care to share?"

"With a blaster to my back?"

He snorted at that. "If you think I'm going to lower my weapon on you, you're crazy."

"I'm unarmed."

"You're a walking weapon."

The blond's shoulders slumped a little at that, but only for a moment before the mask of indifference fell back into place. He turned, looking like he was ready to pop off at Wedge, but his eyes widened at something beyond him. "Tano," he breathed. "It is…." And then he was darting past Wedge as if the blaster meant nothing. Maybe it didn't. It wasn't like the man holding it pulled the trigger as Vader's son took off after whatever he'd seen, shouting at it. "Tano! Wait!"

Wedge loosed a growl of frustration, torn between the search for the downed craft and the now-fleeing Imperial. "Hey!" he shouted at Natus, his mind made up as he raced after him through the dense fog with only the other's shouts as a way to follow.

"Tano, I'm not going to —"

Whatever he was going to say was lost and Wedge found himself slamming into Natus, whoever he'd been chasing now out of sight. The Imperial stumbled, a strangely haunted look in his eyes. "She ran right through me."

"Say what?" Wedge managed, his voice catching painfully in his throat.

"Tano. It was…. I thought she'd died."

Wedge shifted uncomfortably. "Are you saying there are ghosts here?"

"Maybe." He shook his head, appearing rattled by the encounter. "We should—"

"Ahsoka!" a voice called out of the fog and Wedge spun, finding a tall, bearded man stumbling through it and coughing.

He didn't have a chance to tell the man to stay where he was as a Togruta teen came from the opposite direction, neither newcomer seeming to notice either him or Natus. "Master Kenobi!" she greeted, a bit breathlessly. "Are you alright?"

"Mostly," the other replied. "Communications are out and I can't —"

The Togruta - Ahsoka, if this Kenobi had been shouting at her - shook her head. "Neither can I. I thought I saw Anakin's starfighter crash that way, but with the fog —"

"I did as well. If I know my former Padawan, he's already found trouble."

Ahsoka gave a sharp nod and, for the first time since the two appeared, Wedge risked a glance at Natus. He was gone, dark wisps of fog swirling where he'd stood. "Dammit," he growled and whipped back around to see the two supposed ghosts disappearing. Well, he wasn't going to lose them too.

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"Wedge Antilles, former Imperial Flight Academy cadet turned Rebel," the Stormtrooper that Natus insisted on calling Barrix read off of the tablet. "Corellian."

Renz set his jaw against the uncharacteristic frustration at the lack of useful knowledge. "And the fighter he was able to push through the atmosphere?"

If Barrix noticed or even cared about the shift in the captain's tone, he didn't show it. "He was flying a standard X-Wing T-65, same as the rest of his squad."

A soft curse rode out on a breath as Renz turned to look back out of the bridge's viewport. They had had a front row seat to the outlying fighters - both X-Wing and TIE - that had gotten too close to the mystery planet's surface. Every last one of them had been spun back out in pieces like they'd run into an unyielding wall. All except for Lord Natus' TIE fighter and this Wedge Antilles' X-Wing. With Lord Natus' upgrades to his own fighter, Renz had hung his hopes on there being something that set the X-Wing apart that they could replicate to get to the surface, but that seemed to be yet another dead end.

Barrix cleared his throat, the sound awkward and uncomfortable, as was the Stormtrooper's rarely-seen expression as his fingers curled around the lip of his helmet that was tucked under his left arm. Renz motioned, giving him the go-ahead. Whatever protocol was keeping his lips sealed was also wasting time. He was one of the very few Stormtroopers that Lord Natus had personally requested out of the 501st, so there must have been a reason. If Natus trusted him, Renz would choose to as well.

"There was an explosion just before both crafts were pulled through the atmosphere. If we can pinpoint the exact location that they fell through -"

"We may find a hole in whatever is protecting the planet," Renz agreed. "Yes."

He turned to look down into the crew pit, but the crewman was already nodding, "Looking for it now, sir."

"We'll find him, Captain," Barrix said, his voice quiet but sure. "If anyone could have survived that crash, it's Lord Natus."

It was interesting. Despite being brought over by Natus, Barrix likely wouldn't receive any direct repercussions from Lord Vader for his son's death as Renz would, which meant the other man's worry came out of a sense of loyalty rather than fear. It had been a long time since he'd seen that level of loyalty, and certainly not from anyone since the Republic had become the Empire. These days, every man was out for himself, be it his career or his life. If another's death didn't have a direct effect, it was hardly noticed. He might not have believed it if Barrix hadn't been speaking directly to him. "Yes we will," he answered at last, and he wanted to believe it.

"Captain Renz?" the pit officer called, pulling Renz's attention over to him. "As far as I can tell, Stormtrooper LS-002 was correct, sir. There appears to be a fluctuation in the atmosphere at these coordinates -" he motioned at his screen - "which is near or perhaps exactly where Lord Natus' TIE went through the atmosphere."

"As far as you can tell?" Renz pressed.

"My apologies, Captain. The planet is still playing havoc on our instruments."

"Sir," Barrix said, straightening to attention as he did, "I have some flight experience. With your permission, I'd like to test the theory and take a shuttle to the planet's surface if I can. I'll go alone."

In case it doesn't work. The unspoken words hung between them and Renz shook his head. "You'll need more than just some flight experience to have even a chance to get through there, Lieutenant." Renz motioned across the bridge. "Commander Iblis?"

"Sir?"

"You have the bridge."

She blinked, her grey eyes growing wider. "Sir, I don't -"

"You have the bridge, Commander," Renz pressed before turning towards the exit to find Barrix waiting. Any offer for him to stay died on his lips at the set of the stormtrooper's chin. No, he wouldn't take the out. The two of them would go together and they would either get to the planet's surface and confirm Lord Natus' fate or they would die trying.

Anakin. The name had sent a jolt of long-instilled terror through him. A dangerous name, like his own, that was meant to be lost. The Skywalkers were gone and no one but the barest few knew what truly had become of them. He didn't know what sort of trick this planet was playing on them, but Luke needed to find out and he couldn't have that Rebel pilot with him when he did.

He still couldn't reach the Force to aid in the search, but the sound of a humming lightsaber cut through the fog. He moved quickly, hand reaching reflexively for his own before remembering how the fog had swallowed it up. How could he have forgotten it? It felt like the longer he stayed here, the more of the thick fog he dragged into his body with each breath, the harder it was to think. It was like he hadn't slept in days and his mind would only focus on a single goal at a time. Right now, that was confirming what the ghosts had said. That was finding Anakin Skywalker.

The toe of his boot snagged on something beneath the fog and he found himself pitching forward, the fall turning into a roll as a bright blue blade swung out from the thick darkness, barely missing him as he somersaulted out of its path.

Luke rolled easily to his feet, ready to fight even as the lightsaber's owner appeared. His breath caught at the sight of the man emerging: tall and lean with hair darkened from a life traveling aboard spacecrafts and out of the sunlight. His Jedi garb was dark, though not as dark as his father's suit, and he knew those eyes. They weren't the same colour as the ones he caught glimpses of through his father's mask, but they were almost identical to his own. "Father," he breathed, and just for a moment, he thought perhaps Anakin had heard him.

The young Jedi turned to search the fog, the hilt of his lightsaber gripped in his mechanical hand. "Show yourself!" he snarled into the darkness and Luke felt a chill run up his spine, even if he was unsure why.

Anakin lowered his blade, but didn't retract it, instead looking deeply into the fog as if he thought he could see through it. Then he stopped, pulled in a breath, and closed his eyes. The focus was absolute for what felt like an eternity of moments and Luke wondered if he were trying to break through whatever barrier this planet had to keep the Force out. If anyone could, it was his father.

Blue eyes snapped open at the sound of a few pebbles being kicked and he swung around hard, his blade crashing with another blue one. The fog cleared just enough to see Uncle Ben's - No. Obi-Wan Kenobi's - surprised expression and both men instantly lowered their weapons. The flicker of worry that had flashed across Anakin's face was quickly covered up by irritation. "Are you trying to get yourself killed?"

A strained smile tugged at Kenobi's lips. "You would never hurt me, Anakin," he said, a fondness in his tone before a little mischief made it into his expression. "Get me killed by crashing us on a strange planet that has cut us off from the Force, maybe."

Anakin rolled his eyes at that, shaking his head. "This is not my fault."

"You were the one that demanded we all pull out of hyperspace."

"Good thing, too. We would have run into a planet that wasn't supposed to be here."

"And instead we were pulled in…" Kenobi shook his head. He sighed heavily, fingers moving to massage the bridge of his nose in a sign of stress Luke vaguely remembered from the earliest days of his childhood.

"Where's Ahsoka?" Anakin asked as he glanced around warily.

"I found her, then as we looked for you she was simply… gone," Kenobi answered slowly, sounding as if he were trying to make sense of his own statement. "It's like moving through a dream."

"Or a nightmare," Anakin countered.

"There must be something in this fog."

Anakin straightened at that as if he'd just remembered something, and there was a sense of urgency in his voice as he spoke. "There is. We have to find Ahsoka."

—

Kenobi had been there and then he was gone- much like Natus - leaving the Togruta teen alone. Well, sort of alone. Wedge felt a little like he was stalking her as he raced to keep up with her through the fog. He wished she could see him. At least then he could ask her what the hell was going on. He was really starting to wonder if any of this was real or if he'd died in the crash and the afterlife was weirder than anyone could have predicted.

Ahsoka came to a sudden stop and Wedge tried to put the breaks on. Instead he stumbled, flailing through the ghost and landing hard on his knees on the other side. He cringed hard, a chill rolling through him, but any thought of just how strange the last few hours had been were shoved aside as he saw what had initiated such an abrupt halt from the teen. Wedge gaped up at a shadowy figure who had stepped into the small clearing. Feminine and vaguely Human, but it was as if she were made up of the dark fog that covered the planet. Wisps of fog rolled down like hair along a thin neck, though her eyes and mouth were only barely defined. Bare feet moved silently along the rough ground and shadows flowed around her ankles like the fabric of a long garment. She stopped, attention focused on Ahsoka, and Wedge wondered if she was yet another ghost.

"Who are you?" the Togruta teen asked carefully, her blue eyes narrowed at the figure. Wedge saw one hand hovering near what looked like a lightsaber hooked onto her belt.

There was a moment where the figure only watched, the fog rolling across the ground and playing at the teen's feet. It swirled upward, but didn't seem to hurt her, though she looked inclined to pull away just as Natus had done. Finally, those shadowy lips tilted up in what seemed to be a smile. "I do not have a name as you do, Ahsoka Tano. I am the only one here and it has been so for a long time."

The discomfort in her expression only deepened. "How do you know my name?"

"I know everything that happens here. Every breath, every movement, every thought."

Ahsoka pulled back at that. "Are you the one that brought us here?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

"To find your Master."

"What…" Ahsoka shook her head, one hand moving to her temple. "What do you want with Anakin?"

"He can give me what I need. And you will lead me to him."

There was a gust of wind that whipped the fog up and around the teen like a whirlwind. She reached for her weapon, but the lightsaber did nothing against the swirling fog as it swallowed her up, leaving Wedge with no other choice but to watch in helpless horror.

—-

A scream tore through the never ending fog. Anakin and Kenobi turned to each other instantly, something unspoken between them before they jolted forward into a full sprint. Luke followed, desperate to keep up. It was strange. He'd hardly believed Tano when she spoke of how close they had been. How Obi-Wan would never have hurt his father. As he watched them work together, he could almost believe it. They moved together, somehow not losing each other as Kenobi and Tano had, and both drew their lightsabers as Tano became visible through the thick fog. She was limp, held up only by the shadowy tendrils around her, and Anakin's worry showed freely in his expression. "Ahsoka!"

He rushed forward, a figure emerging from the fog that appeared to be the source of the attack on Tano.

"Natus!"

Luke turned to see the Rebel pilot moving towards him. "You. What are you—?"

The pilot didn't stop, but instead grabbed Luke by the flight suit sleeve and started dragging him away. "We gotta go."

"What do you mean?" Nothing made sense. Not how they'd gotten there, not how the others were there, and not why the pilot seemed to be ready to run for the hills and take Luke with him.

The Rebel turned, dark gaze holding Luke's. "You use the Force, right? Like a Jedi?"

"I'm not a—

"But you use it?"

"Yes."

"Then we have to go!" There was more than a sense of urgency there. It was terror, and it was driving the other man.

Luke risked a glance back to the battle that was clearly about to unfold and blinked in confusion. It had stopped. Not only stopped, but it was as if someone had hit the freeze command on a holovid in the middle of the action. Anakin stood mid-swing, Kenobi ducking an attack from the shadows, but the figure was gone.

A sharp curse drew his attention back around as the pilot raised his blaster at the figure, but she lifted one hand, the same dark tendrils that had Tano up wrapping around him. "You have nothing I desire, Wedge Antilles," she said as she snapped him into the air hard enough that his weapon fell from his hand. "And you will not take from me what I have come for."

She turned back to Luke and he felt like every inhale of that fog was making it more difficult to breathe. He choked on it, widening his stance to stay on his feet. "But you… the Chosen One's son. I could feel your ship's approach. I learned my lesson with him. I won't make the same mistakes with you."

"And what lesson was that?" Luke managed, his voice painfully small against what still felt like a lung-full of her mist.

Those shadowy lips turned upward again and she shifted, wisps of smoke moving like a cape to reveal his lightsaber hooked as if onto a belt. Luke felt a surge of fear mixed with anger and he focused on the latter. Use it. That's what Father had always taught him. That was the only way he might make it out of this.

"You cannot reach the Force here," she warned him.

Luke's gaze flickered behind her, noting that as she hyper-focused on him that Antilles had begun to sag in the air a bit. She was powerful, but there were limits.

"Who are you?" Luke croaked out. "What are you?"

"Did your father not tell you the story of his time here? Long before he became what your mind's eye sees."

"I guess you just didn't make that big of an impact."

Her mocking laugh seemed to echo through the fog. "You share his arrogance."

"You'll find I share his determination too."

"You do not need to fight. There is no point. You will not leave my world. I will not make the same mistake and you will not be released, little Jedi."

"I'm not a Jedi," Luke gasped out. He felt like he was drowning. His knees finally gave way, but he didn't hit the ground. Instead he found a shadowy hand against either side of his face. Shadowy pits rather than eyes bore into his.

"Jedi or Sith does not matter to me. You have access to what I want and you will give it to me."

And then he felt it: his connection to the Force restored, but he had no control. Instead it was as if it were merely passing through him and to her. He watched as her features began to solidify and, even as dark spots danced across his vision, he saw eyes the same shade of blue as his own staring back at him.

—

The battle had come to a standstill and all fighters - both Imperial and Rebel - had been returned to their ships. That left Renz and Barrix with a clear path to the coordinates that they hoped would provide them with a passageway through to the planet's surface. If the coordinates were right. If they weren't, they'd be tossed back out into space with little hope that the shuttle's shields were strong enough to protect them. The Rebel frigate's hadn't been.

"Captain?"

Renz looked over, finding the black lenses of the stormtrooper helmet that Barrix had put back into place staring back at him. He pulled in a breath, loosening his deathgrip on the navigation just a fraction, and nodded. Barrix gave the signal and the shields opened. Time to test the theory.

They flew silently through the opening and into space, the shadowy planet looming in the distance. "They never did find it on a map," Renz murmured.

"Something tells me we won't, sir," Barrix answered.

The Aeres had stopped a good distance from the gravity field, leaving them more space than Renz was comfortable with to second guess what might be a fool's errand. He closed his eyes for a moment, pulling in a calming breath that had always helped him focus while serving under Lord Vader.

In. Out. In. Out. In. Ou —

An alarm sounded.

Renz's eyes popped open and Barrix was already checking the readings. "Incoming Rebel ship."

"A rescue party," Renz huffed. He reached over for the controls as Barrix moved to the weapons system. "Commander…." There was no point in finishing when only static let his call. They were on their own and so was the Aeres.

"We have company, sir," Barrix warned and Renz spotted the incoming X-Wings. A pair of them for their one shuttle. Fantastic.

"It's now or never," he acknowledged and kicked on the thrusters, propelling them forward. A shot ricocheted off the back shield and he shifted, aligning with the supposed entrance a bit better. He could hear their return fire, but it was pushed to the back of his mind. It couldn't matter. If he missed, they were dead anyway.

"Hold on," Renz warned as his system alarms began to scream. He shifted power to the front shields, pushing the shuttle forward. Every last reading he had indicated there was no way in. No hope of breaching it.

"He'd come for us, sir," Barrix yelled out above the roar as if he could sense the conflict.

And he was right. If there was anyone that would have, it was Natus, and he deserved the same from them. With that, Renz ignored the scrambled signals and aimed for what he hoped was a hole in the planet's defenses.

—-

Everything had locked up all at once and he had practically felt her searching his mind for what she wanted or needed. Apparently he didn't have it, but Natus did. With her focus on Vader's son, Wedge had noticed a loosening on his own bonds. He didn't dare squirm in case he gave it away, but slowly he felt himself being dropped to the ground as she zeroed in on her prey.

He could go. Run for the TIE fighter to try his luck there, but he found himself staring at the horrific sight in front of him. Natus wasn't suspended by tendrils, but instead the shadowy woman had a grip on either side of his face as if she were holding him up in that way. Maybe she was with the way his knees had buckled and his eyes rolled. It looked like she was draining the life out of him, and despite the stories, despite knowing who and what he was, Wedge couldn't bring himself to run.

Ahsoka had tried to slash at the fog with her lightsaber and it had done nothing, but the creature looked more solid now. As Wedge glanced around to find his fallen blaster, he figured it was worth a try.

He dove for it, fingers wrapping around the hilt and he leveled it, the shadow woman only just breaking enough concentration to notice. The shot went wider than he intended in his haste, but it clipped her shoulder. If the howl of pain she gave was any indication, she felt it. She dropped Natus unceremoniously to the ground and whirled on the pilot. Where she'd stared at them through hollow shadow-eyes before, blue eyes narrowed dangerously. Wedge stumbled back, desperately trying not to panic and feeling that losing battle as he shot once, twice… His hands were trembling as she loomed closer.

There was movement from the Imperial behind her and Natus struggled to his feet. Once he made it, it happened so fast that Wedge's terror-stricken brain could barely follow. Natus let out an angry snarl as his hand snapped out, the stolen saber at her side finally flying to his fingers. The blood red blade erupted from the hilt, casting its light against the shadows and illuminating Natus's drawn face, his own eyes looking more gold than blue in the light. He lashed out, the blade slicing cleanly through the creature. Power exploded outward as her two halves fell, racing upward towards the sky and arced like fireworks as it hit the atmosphere. Wedge saw spots where whatever protection the creature had been put into place appeared to be burned through. At their level, the fog retreated and dissipated without its mistress to hold it together. The ground began to tremble and Wedge looked to Natus and he wasn't sure dealing with the Dark Lord's son was going to be any better of a gamble.

It hadn't just been the light of his blade. Blue eyes had definitely shifted to gold, the dark shadows against pale skin giving him an eerie and dangerous look. The pilot didn't need access to the Force to see the immense power that the teen seemed to have harnessed to break through the hold. He didn't move towards him though, but stood dragging breaths in and forcing them out until he finally closed his eyes. Slowly, he started to relax even as the violent reaction of the world around them escalated. Wedge watched as a crack split the ground and the Imperial's eyes popped open, finally returning to their natural colour. "We have to go," he said, voice calmer than it should have been, even if raspy.

"The TIE?"

Natus nodded and the two pilots darted in that direction, their line of vision clear from the fog now. It was the path that wasn't. The ground cracked and split again, chunks of it falling down while others shifted upward. Natus seemed to anticipate it, his footing relatively sure even as Wedge stumbled and tripped his way. They were too far away. There was no way they were going to make it.

A roar drew both of their attentions and Wedge didn't know if he should feel relief or dread at the sight of the Imperial Lambda-class shuttle descending. Natus looked back at him. "You'll be treated fairly," he swore and Wedge thought he might even believe it. Well, at least he'd have a fighting chance, even if not a good one.

The shuttle landed and a stormtrooper appeared as the back opened up. "Lord Natus!"

"Barrix!" Natus shouted back. "My TIE—"

"We don't have time, sir," the stormtrooper called over the sound of shattering earth. "We've got Rebels here for their pilots and the planet is —"

"That much I knew," Natus grumbled as he raced up the ramp, throwing a look behind him at Wedge who had stopped at the entrance as soon as he had heard that backup had finally arrived. "They don't know you're here, Antilles."

Wedge frowned deeply. He wasn't wrong. Even if he stayed - even if the Imperials let him stay - the likelihood that the Rebel forces would even know where to look, much less have the manpower, was minuscule. He growled a frustrated curse as he boarded the shuttle of his own free will. It was likely the last free decision he would make for a while.

—-

The adrenaline pushed him through the battle with a handful of X-Wings that were already in the retreat from the dying planet and to the Aeres where Luke took command to get them out of there. Once they were safely in hyperspace, it seemed to dissipate, leaving him exhausted and worn. Renz had done everything but order him to his quarters. He went, but on the conditions that Antilles would not be treated poorly and that Renz wouldn't send a medical team. What had happened wasn't something they could help with, and the only one that could wouldn't dare speak over anything but the most secure line with no one around to hear.

"You are certain she is dead?" Father asked and Luke could feel the weight of the question. She had known that Luke was Anakin Skywalker's son, therefore she had known that Anakin Skywalker lived. No one that knew lived to tell another soul, and even though Luke was relatively sure that Antilles hadn't pieces that together, it was the reason he'd kept the Rebel's part of the story small.

"Yes, Father," Luke answered dutifully. "Everything was destroyed." He waited a moment before clearing his throat and bolstering his courage. "Father, she did know you and I saw… Kenobi and Tano and you before… I know you don't like to speak about that time, but please… It couldn't have just been an illusion from my own mind. Not with you appearing like…" He swallowed hard, his father's hidden face impossible to read. "What happened there?"

There was a beat of silence, then another, before an alarm signaled a call from the bridge. "You have done well, my son. Return to your duties," Darth Vader said, his tone cold and professional.

Luke heaved a sigh before switching the comm over. "Yes?"

Renz appeared. "Forgive the intrusion, my lord. She would not take no for an answer."

"She?" Luke asked, but he could sense her even as Renz answered.

"The Emperor's Hand, my lord."

Despite his wariness, a smile crept into place. "That's fine, Renz. Thank you." He ended the transmission and dug the heels of his hands into his eyes, exhaustion bearing down on him. It was Mara, though. He would never turn her away.

The brief knock preceded the door sliding open and he stood from the small desk he'd been seated at with the holocomm attached. She frowned at him. "Having fun without me, flyboy?" she greeted.

That finally killed the smile and he gave a tired sigh. "Don't bring up flying. I just lost my fighter."

"Crash and burn?"

"More like a planet imploded and I couldn't get back to it in time."

She flashed him a playful grin as she crossed the room, reaching up to tuck a loose curl behind his ear. "That explains the look."

"That bad, huh?"

"Like death slightly warmed over. You okay?"

"I will be," he murmured and leaned in. His forehead rested against hers and he felt her arms wrap around his middle. He stood there for a long moment, breathing her in. "You have amazing timing."

"I've been looking for you for a while now," she answered and pulled away just enough to meet his gaze. If she'd meant to say more, Luke didn't give her a chance. Instead he leaned back in, his lips pressed against hers and he pulled her even closer. She didn't pull back, but her fingers tightened at the fabric of his tunic at his back even as his own found the side of her face. They brushed red strands of hair back as he deepened the kiss. Whatever she'd come for could wait. He wanted this. He needed this, and by the way she pulled him back until they tumbled against the bed together, he thought maybe she did too.

His palms pressed against the mattress beneath them, one of Mara's hands moving to the back of his neck to pull him closer. She rolled, flipping him into his back and he found himself staring up into those beautiful green eyes. "I love you," he managed, his voice raspy and low.

"Are Siths allowed to do that?" she teased softly.

"I don't care what's allowed." He wasn't a Sith yet, but when he was - when he served as his father's apprentice - he wouldn't let him stop it from loving her. He could do that: keep one little flicker of light in a darkened soul. After today, he needed to know he wouldn't drown in the shadows.

She stopped and watched him carefully. "What happened, Luke?"

He shook his head. "I don't want to talk about it right now."

Mara studied him for a long moment before she leaned down. Her answer was in the gentler kiss, and in it, everything else could be forgotten.

--

TBC

Notes: It's amazing how nice and neat some of the chapters are willing to be put to paper while others fight like crazy. This was definitely the latter, but it finally got to the place where I needed it. Granted, the chapter had to be split into two and the chapter that was supposed to be in twelve's spot got moved to fourteen, but we got a much nicer SkyJade scene than I'd originally planned, so it all works out in the end :)

Next Time: Palpatine orders Vader on a mission to Naboo, Luke and Mara search out answers about Padme, and the Skywalker boys find themselves dancing around ghosts of the past that have led to closely guarded secrets.