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me: look i'm straight but i would totally make an exception for scarlett johansson

me: or natalie dormer

me: or kristen stewart

me: or felicia day

me: or jennifer lawrence

me: or taylor swift

me: or eliza taylor

me: or that chick from that comercial

me: or the girl who served me at mcdonalds

me: or that really pretty girl over there

me:

me:

me: wait

me: ooooohhhhhhhhh

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There are more of us than you think. Happy Bi Day Everyone!!

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It’s been so long and I’m bored lol

autumnal asks

lantern - how did you meet your best friend? What were your first impressions of each other?

frost - if you could give some advice to your younger self, what would you say?

maple - is there a hobby / skill that you’ve always wanted to try but never did?

harvest - what fictional character do you most identify with? Why?

fireside - if you had your dream wardrobe, what would it look like?

cider - a food that you disliked as a child but now enjoy?

amber - share an unpopular opinion that you may have.

fog - how well do you think you’d do in a zombie apocalypse scenario?

jack-o-lantern - if you could look like any celebrity, who would you choose?

spice - have you ever encountered a house that you believed to be haunted?

orchard - share one thing that you’d like to happen this autumn.

crow - which school subject do you wish you had an aptitude for?

bonfire - describe your dream house.

cinnamon - if you had to live in a time period different than the present, which would you choose and where?

cobweb - (if you’ve graduated) do you miss high school?

cranberry - what’s one physical feature that you get complimented on?

maize - share the weirdest encounter you’ve had with a stranger on the street.

quilt - how do you take your tea (or coffee)?

pumpkin - do you think that humans are inherently good or bad?

moonlit - are you a neat or messy person? Is your room / house orderly?

flannel - have you ever gone on a bad date? 

cocoa - if you could have any type of hair, what colour and cut would you have?

ghost - is there someone that you miss having in your life?

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That awful moment when you’re period comes but the movers already packed all of your ibuprofen and its 1 am so you can’t go out and get more...

Kill me.

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I Guess I’m Back?

Well, it’s been a few weeks.

But I recently updated my Bill Cipher Fic on my Ao3 account, so I think I’ll start writing again.

Send in your requests!

Read the Bill Cipher Fic here.

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Why does this keep happening...

Hey guys, I just wanted to apologize for the recent lack of content for the past couple weeks and thought I should give an explanation as to why. Don’t worry, no one died or anything TOO dramatic.

The fact is, I’m moving, and it’s not like an “oh I’m going to a different state” type of move, more like “switching entire continents”. To a country where there are at least 3 major distinct languages, none of which I speak. 

I’m not too worried or stressed out though (I did live in JAPAN for four years and that was fine) so don’t feel as if I’m freaking out and need tons of support. I’m perfectly ok, simply a bit overwhelmed and just thought you all deserve explanation. I was feeling awful last week and earlier this week, as I had been telling all of my loved ones that I was leaving, but I’m feeling better now.

I still will be posting regularly (or trying to at least), but maybe not as much as you may want. So don’t think I’m quitting on this blog if (when) I drop off the web for weeks at a time. Thanks for understanding.

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Spray, splash, squirt, jet... flow of water? Or do you have all these already?

lol thanks! I just needed to rant for a second about how legit hard it is to write bending battles.

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Ugh

I’m actually having so much trouble writing the Tahno (Legend of Korra) fic cause the entire thing is a bending match and it’s honestly so hard to write bending without being like “He threw water, you threw some back” over and over again help me

*I’m dying*

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Just thought you should know.

Also add Political Views/Affiliations in there as well :)

Reblog If Your Blog is A Safe and Welcoming Place For People of All Races, Genders, Ethnicities, Religions, and Sexual Orientations

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Could you please make a part two to the boba one!! Thank you!

Sure! “Love & Violence” has like way fewer notes than “Safe” and I thought nobody liked it lol. Glad you do (I spent I shit ton of time on it). I will certainly make a part two!

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Love & Violence (Boba Fett x Reader)

Anonymous asked: Recently I've been seeing so much boba fett x reader out of nowhere and I kind of started liking it. Can I request a fluffy boba fett x reader about him protecting you and assassinating anyone who messed with you?

Warnings: Violence, mild sexual assault (unwanted groping), Fluff, Angst, Love and Violence, it’s in the title.

*Sorry to the anon ahead of time. I took A LOT of liberties with this, and I kinda strayed away from your prompt. Hope you still like it though!

How you ended up in a smelly cantina on the desert planet of Tatooine, sitting next to the galaxy’s deadliest assassin, sipping on a disgusting alcoholic drink, with the corpse of some poor sod in a dirty bag that you were about to deliver to Jabba the Hut, you’ll never know. It all just sort of...happened one day. You were just an average hit man, minding your own business, and then suddenly you were bounty hunting partners with the infamous Boba Fett. 

Not that you were complaining. He was...interesting to say the least. At first he was very cold and uncaring, not really talking much. Like, at all. But after literally months, he seemed to warm up to you. While he never fully opened up, there were always little gestures, or words, to let you know he enjoyed your company. Phrases like “good luck in there” or “be careful” which, while not explicitly loving or caring, were enough to put you at ease with the knowledge that he had your back.

If you were being honest, you were kind of falling for him. Yes, you knew it was cliche, but there was something about him that you loved. Maybe it was his mysterious allure, the thrill of bounty hunting, the adventure of traveling, his sexy commanding nature, or something else. One thing was for certain, he had gotten to you.

It also didn’t help that he was insanely attractive under that green helmet. Ugh and that fucking voice. It was probably one of the sexiest sounds in the entire galaxy. Not to mention that after bounty hunting all those years his body had to be toned as fu-

“Jabba will see you now.” called out one of the mob boss’ minions, interrupting your thoughts. Boba sat up next to you.

“Stay here,” he stated sternly, as always, picking up the limp bag beside you and carrying it under his arm as he left. Downing the rest of your disgusting beverage, you savored the sensation of your mind becoming fuzzy with alcohol. Why would he like you in that way? He barely said two words to you half the time, and the other half you were too busy shooting blasters and dodging knives to have an compelling conversation.

With all of these thoughts passing through your head, you didn’t even notice the creature that sat down next to you. Mistake.

“Let me buy you another drink, sweetheart.” He purred, patronizingly so. Despite the fact that you were slightly tipsy, you still had enough of your wits about that you weren’t persuaded.You turned to acknowledge him. His species was one you hadn’t come across, but he had the tentacle-like-hair that the Twi’lek had. His body colored red with black designs accentuating his features, though you were pretty sure it was makeup. His dirty robe stank like hell, most likely one he found in some trash somewhere. There was definitely a stench of that awful alcohol you just downed on his breath. And with that were sober.

Obviously he hadn’t seen you with Boba Fett. If he did he probably would’ve thought twice before coming anywhere near you. Either that or he was too wasted to care.

“No, thanks. The drinks here taste like piss and my partner and I are leaving soon, anyways,” you replied in a semi polite tone. Bitch mode wasn’t activated yet, assuming that this dude would take the hint.

“The drinks aren’t complete shit if you know what to get. Why don’t I buy you a-”

And he didn’t take the hint.

“Really, I’m not interested.” You finally spit out. He got up to leave and you sighed in relief. But then he grabbed your wrist in a tight hold, pulling you towards him until your chests were practically touching. As if things weren’t bad enough already, you felt his hand grope your ass.

He began to say something, but you were done listening. Before he could finish his sentence, you took your one free arm and sucker punched him right in his eye. Letting go of your wrist, he stumbled backwards, giving you the opportunity too kick him square in the stomach. He fell down and landed with an audible thunk, knocking the wind out of him.

The surrounding criminals had already started gambling on the winner of the fight, most of them betting on you. Among the crowd must have been this guy’s buddies, because next thing you knew you were surrounded by five similar looking aliens. They circled you like vultures, looking as if they were about to pounce. Luckily, you were already way ahead of them.

The female in the group was the first to attack with a large dagger swinging right at your face. Dodging her slices, you grabbed her knifed wrist with one hand and throat with the other, tossing her back at the others like a piece of meat.

The douche on the ground began to get up again, reaching to his belt for a weapon, but by that time you were already behind him, digging your pocket knife into his throat. Black blood trickled down onto his clothes and he put his hands up straight in the air. You took his blaster and secured it onto his temple so you could put your knife away.

“Why don’t you and your prick friends leave this cantina and find some other girl to torment that can’t beat your ass, sweetheart,” you whispered venomously into his ear. He yelled something in his native language and the creatures backed off. You dragged him up and shoved him forward. One of them picked the guy up and they all walked towards the exit in almost shame.

“Pussies,” you whispered with your new blaster still trained at the group.

Suddenly, you heard a gunshot as one of creatures fell screaming to the ground. You gasped and the entire crowd turned to you. It wasn’t your gun. The first shot was followed by the rapid firing of several more laser shots and you turned to find the source.

None other than your partner Boba Fett stood there, blaster in hand emptying his rounds on these people.

“Stop it!” You cried at him, but he wouldn’t. He ignored your pleas proceeded to to mow down your fleeing assailants. Black liquid splattered the walls, and it seemed that the entire cantina was watching it happen. The room filled with the dying screams and all you could do was watch in horror as the aliens were massacred.

Boba stopped for a second and stomped rapidly to the group of soon to be corpses. Grabbing the one that had bothered you, who Boba had already shot various times in the belly, he pulled him close to his face, whispering something unintelligible. The man begged for mercy as your partner fixed the blaster onto his face, torturing the man with the thought of his inevitable death. Before you could run over and stop it, he put his blaster into your attacker’s mouth and shot him dead, spraying black ooze all over the wall.

The screams soon ceased, and the surrounding criminals, once so invested in the fight, had already gone back to business as usual. Boba snatched your arm and yanked you, kicking and screaming, out of the cantina. He hauled you to his spaceship and didn’t let go until you were both strapped in and speeding out of the planet’s atmosphere.

Ablaze with anger, you roared at him:

“Why would you do that?! They were leaving! Peacefully! You don’t just get to kill anyone you want whenever you feel like it!” He takes off his helmet to reveal his angry countenance.

“That’s exactly what I get to do. I’m a bounty hunter, and so are you if you don’t remember.” You were too frenzied to realize the fact that he was currently showing more emotion than you had ever seen in him before combined.

“We kill criminals, and people who don’t pay their debts. Not unarmed, fleeing people who surrendered.”

“That thing was grabbing you, touching you, imagining you two together and you don’t think he qualifies as a criminal?” He yelled at you.

“You of all people should know that I can handle myself. In fact, I did handle it myself. They were leaving. I don't need you to protect me.” You stated, in a calmer tone than before. He chuckled amusingly.

“That wasn’t protection, (Y/N). That was punishment. No one can ever touch you like that, treat you like some common whore.”

“Right, cause you’re always such a respectful gentleman to me. I mean, it’s not like you give a shit whenever I try to make conversation and you just reply to me with one word answers. And that’s if you even reply to me at all, asshole! You respect me about as much as they did!”

At that he lunged forward and shut your mouth up with his soft lips. The feeling of anger that you so held towards him seemed to vanish at the sweet taste. All semblance of what you were going to say turned into a quiet moan after finally receiving what you desired for months. The moment filled with loud passion, but also a gentleness of precaution. Who knew such a hard, stern soul could kiss like that? After fully realizing what he had just done, he quickly pulled away, breathless. Regaining your composure, you got really quiet.

“I do respect you, more than you could know,” softly, he said. “Which is why, I will never stand by and let someone touch you like that. You deserve better.” He sighed. “Even if you don’t feel the same way for me.” Now, that got you mad.

“Really?! I kiss you like there’s no tomorrow and you still think I don’t love you?!” Gasping, you clasped your hand over your mouth. That was one confession you would have preferred to stay private.

“You...love me?” He inquired, as you let out a long sigh.

“Yes...” you said sheepishly and embarrassed. He grabbed your head and kisses you again, softer. He didn’t reply, or say that he loves you too. That wouldn’t be like him, but you know that he does because of that kiss. Boba Fett, the man with no emotion, loved you. You were kissing a man who killed six people for you. Before you started to full on make out, you stopped it. “Wait.”

“Yes?” He says, kissing your neck now. You push his head so he’s looking at you.

“I... can’t do this... not if you’re going to kill people in cold blood like that.”

“(Y/N), -”

“No. I’m not going to start a relationship with someone who’s going to assassinate anyone who gives me a funny look.” You gazed into his eyes. They seemed to be breaking inside his head.

With a tear falling down your cheek, you get up from the co-pilot seat and walk away. “I’m getting off at the next planet we land. You can call me when you’re ready to make considerable changes to how you want this relationship to be.” You struggled to keep your voice from breaking, but it was impossible. The man you loved was confessing his love for you, and were leaving.

“(Y/N), wait-” he began.

“I’ll be in my room until then.” You turned back to look once more into the handsome face of the violent man you had deeply fallen in love with. “Goodbye”.

*That was WAY more intense than it was gonna be when I started it...oh well. I may make a part two if you guys want. I was gonna give it a happy ending where they get together, but I thought that wouldn’t be realistic.

*I welcome all constructive criticism

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Happy Valentines day! If its not too late to ask, I'd really like a ship please! I'd like a man from Star Wars. Physical: I'm small, I have dirty blonde hair and blue eyes, and also I am relatively thin. Character: I'm quite patient for the most part, but I can burst out in anger if something REALLY gets me. I kinda like Bad boys... even though I'm really quite innocent. Despite this I'm still pretty tough. Thank you!

I ship you with… sith!Obi-Wan (I know he’s not canon but I don’t care)!! Oh the fun you two have together. You love his bad boy attitude, and even though you don’t agree completely with his sith ways, you can’t deny that it is incredibly sexy. He loves corrupting your good natured self to do sinful things, and you’d be lying if you said you didn’t enjoy that as well. 

Your relationship involves a shit ton of touching, in public and in private. Not necessarily in a sexual way either. Whenever you are together his arm always manages to wrap around your waist and pull you close. He’s always kissing your neck and leaving little bite marks to show everyone that you’re off limits. In almost every conversation he slips in flirty compliments that never fail to make you blush. While he may seem very hard on the outside, you bring out his softer side, and he allows himself to be vulnerable in front of you. Unless he’s trying to impress you. Then he’s cocky as fuck. But you love it. He admires your patience and optimism even if he won’t admit it. However he can’t help but smirk whenever you lose your temper, knowing that you two aren’t as different as you seem.

Oh yeah, and the sex is fantastic. Having a force user as a lover makes things a lot more…interesting in the bedroom. Needless to say, you’re always trying new things in that department with Obi-Wan.

When things are good in your relationship, they’re great. But when things are bad, they get really bad. You often take issue with things he does and people he hurts as a sith as well as his controlling nature over you. He also resents the fact that you keep trying to change him. All this inevitably leads to horrible fights. In the end, you can’t help but makeup though, because of the undeniable attraction between you two. He loves it when you’re bad with him, and you love it when he’s good with you.

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I'm here for the Valentines Day Ships? I'd like to be shipped with a guy. I'm 5'6", have brown hair and eyes, and have tan skin. I'm quick witted, and I like guys who can match my speed. I love traveling, learning, and am a bit of a risk taker. I don't really care what Fandom! Thanks!

I ship you with... 10th Doctor!!! You would be his lovely companion, following him to the depths of hell...and beyond!! Due to your risky nature, you always end up getting him and yourself into loads of trouble. But it’s OK, it leads to some incredibly funny and amazing encounters. He loves seeing your eyes light up when he takes you to another beautiful planet. You adore how he can just talk for hours about incredibly complex things that you could never understand.

Your relationship would include A LOT of traveling. Like everyday you visit somewhere new, which keeps things interesting. You end up dragging him everywhere and asking him all about each place. It’s history, culture, future. And of course, he happily obliges. More often than not you end up in some deadly situation, but you’re always safe in the knowledge that he’s got your back. You love how he’s able to keep up with you: in life, conversation, and even running speed! Your relationship is mostly intellectual, so there isn't a lot of physical touching when you're out and about. Once in a while though he wraps his arms around you and hugs you to let you know just how much you truly mean to him. And of course, you two play some more “adult” games behind the scenes ;)

Once in a while you catch him sad, when he thinks back to the Time War, and you’re reminded just how much the Doctor’s lived through. You’re always there to help pick him back up and make him happy be simply being your goofy self, and he can’t thank you enough for that.

Sometimes your relationship hits a few rough patches. He sometimes feels as if you purposefully put yourself in the line of fire, and you believe that he treats you like a child too much. But, you both always try to make it work and appease the other’s concerns, so you manage to stay together. He never admits it, but you make him a better, more compassionate time lord. Even if you get him into trouble more often he already does.