#Cody tries to read 1 of his books

[darthmalewife]

I see so many modern AUs that have Obi-Wan as like a teacher or something and he always reads romance novels and old history stuff and while I absolutely believe that I think we're missing the opportunity to also have him read really fucked up psychological horror and just general horror novels. Like think of the opportunities:

Anakin: what's happening in your book now?

Obi-Wan: the main character has just realised the ring her boyfriend gave her actually has one of her dead sisters teeth in it :]

Anakin: oh, that's fun :/

Or Cody picking up his book to skim over what it's about and he ends up texting Rex

Cody: i think my boyfriends a psychopath

Rex: i told you so, i've seen what kinda bland shit he eats

Cody: he's british leave him alone, i meant the book he's reading, it's about a woman who talks her girlfriend into giving herself a tapeworm because they're long distance lesbians who can't get pregnant

Rex: you do know how to fucking pick them don't you, what are the pros to you staying in this relationship other than you getting murdered

Cody: have you seen the man's legs?!

Rex: stop being gay and go back to your serial killer boyfriend

#star wars #obi wan kenobi #anakin skywalker #commander cody #codywan #captain rex #cody x obi wan #Cody tries to read 1 of his books #he gets halfway through gives up and never asks again #windu has the same taste so they have a 2 person bookclub where they just talk books bitch and drink wine #mace windu

[superlarva]

Rex got Fives a blanket :)

Here's chapter 2 of my fic about Rex parenting baby domino twins!

Chapter 1 here! <- Although you probably don't really need to read it to figure out what's going on.

Next chapter: 03

Summary: Rex brings his newly acquired 7 year old Fives home, making a few stops along the way.

CW: Implied/referenced child abuse

Chapter 2 - The Journey Home

It was dark outside. And raining. Always raining. Fives shifted closer to the nice policeman. His hand was warm. Fives held it a little tighter.

Echo always said policemen were like superheroes. He had read about them in a book one time. Apparently, they made sure people were following the rules and kept everyone safe. Fives had not been sure they were real; it had seemed like a fantasy.

He had asked his mom who the police were once. She had gotten mad and said that the police would only come if he and his brothers were really bad. She had said that they would separate them and make sure he never saw Echo or his other brothers ever again.

Fives looked up at the nice policeman as they walked through the parking lot. His mom was sort of right: they had separated him from Echo.

But she was also sort of wrong.

This policeman had not asked a million questions like the other ones, had not yelled and been scary like the other ones. Instead, he had offered to let him stay with him until he had to go back home—was he going back home?

Fives figured maybe some of the policemen were like Echo’s version and some were like his mom’s. He was glad that this one was like Echo’s.

He liked this one.

They stopped walking.

The nice policeman—Rex?—pulled something out of his pocket and clicked a button. Fives jumped back when the car in front of them lit up and emitted a strange beeping noise.

It was like he was back at home. Back at home going through a drill.

The drill.

It had been Heavy’s idea: during morning drill they would escape.

Halls of flashing red lights and loud sirens.

Climbing over the citadel walls.

Then the explosion.

Cutup, Droidbait, and Heavy gone.

Just him and Echo left.

Just him and Echo.

Then just him.

Rex tried to coax Fives into the backseat of his car, but the boy would not budge. He had tensed up when Rex unlocked the car, and was now just staring absently at the vehicle, rooted in place.

Rex needed to get the kid out of the cold rain and if Fives would not move himself, he had no other option. Rex crouched down in front of the boy, “I’m gonna pick you up and put you in my car, okay?”

Nothing.

“Alright, up we go,” Rex swung Fives up into the back seat.

The contact seemed to get the boy’s attention and he made a quiet whine of protest when Rex extracted himself from him. Rex quickly strapped Fives in before shutting the door so no more rain would get in.

As Res walked around the car to the driver’s side, he checked his phone and sighed when the screen came up empty. Cody had taken a taxi to Kamino General to check on Echo while Rex was signing paperwork. He had said he would text any updates on Echo’s condition.

Rex ducked into the car and checked Fives in the mirror. The boy was curled up with his knees to his chest, the same way he had been when Rex had first seen him. Rex twisted around in his seat so he was facing Fives, “Hey, buddy.”

Fives peaked up at him.

“I don’t know about you, but I’m pretty hungry. Should we stop somewhere on our way home?”

Fives’s eyebrows pushed together, but he nodded his head.

“Any type of food you’re in the mood for?”

Fives shrugged, eyes darting around that dark car, before offering a small, hopeful, “Pizza?”

Rex grinned and started up the engine, “Pizza it is.”

After they crossed out of Kamino, Rex pulled off the highway and found a small pizza place in the outskirts of Coruscant. It was a quiet family run place and the older man behind the counter greeted them warmly when they walked in. There was a couple at the front ordering and a group of teens sitting at a booth in the back whispering excitedly about something.

The prospect of food had seemed to energize Fives a bit and as they waited in line he bounced on his toes a little. Rex decided on a slice of classic peperoni, then looked down at Fives, who was squinting up at the menu, “Anything look good?”

Fives hummed and then pointed to one of the pizzas with a pile of colorful toppings on display over the counter, “What’s that one?”

“Uh,” Rex craned his neck to see the small label over the heads of the couple in front of them. He turned back to Fives, “The Works.”

Fives looked up at him, a fire in his eyes Rex hadn’t seen before, “That one. I want that one.”

The couple moved away from the counter and Rex and Fives filled their place. The old man smiled down at the boy from over the counter, but his expression soured quickly, and Rex became painfully aware of just how odd the pair of them must look.

Fives was wearing a sleeveless undershirt, a pair of boxers, and nothing but socks on his feet in cold December weather. He was—quite honestly—filthy, and bruised head to toe. Rex on the other hand, looked fairly well put together. They painted quite the picture.

Rex grimaced and shuffled around in his pockets for his wallet, taking care to make sure the man would be able to see his 501st patch on his jacket as he did. That was sure to stop him from calling the police, even if it would mean he jumped to the slightly wrong conclusion.

“We’ll have a slice of peperoni and a slice of The Works.”

The man behind the counter looked up from Fives and smiled despite the look of horror brewing behind his eyes, “That’ll be $3.98, anything else I can get you, officer?”

Rex looked at Fives asking a silent question, but the boy just stared back looking slightly overwhelmed. Rex doubted Fives could fit more than one of the giant slices in his stomach, and figured that even if he could, it likely wouldn’t be good for him to eat too much while half starved. He smiled up and the man and took out a wrinkled ten, “Two waters.”

They paid for their food and then went to sit at a table by the front window, away from the other customers. Fives shivered as he sat in the metal chair and Rex cursed internally for his stupidity.

“Wait right here. I’ve got a blanket in the car for you, I’m gonna run out and get it really quick.”

“Okay,” Fives said softly, eyes darting around the Pizza shop.

“It’ll only take a second. You’ll be able to see me through the window, and I’ll be able to see you, okay?”

Fives nodded.

Rex stood and turned to the old man behind the counter, “I’ll be right back, gonna get the kid a blanket from my car.”

The man nodded and smiled at Fives, who offered a weak smile in response.

Rex left the shop and made his way over to his car, looking over his shoulder to make sure Fives was still sitting at the window. The boy was watching him, gripping the edge of the table. Rex grabbed the blanket from his trunk quickly and jogged back to the pizza place, waving it over his head for Fives to see.

As he entered the shop, the boy visibly relaxed but then stood suddenly, the chair screeching backwards with his harsh movement. Fives’s face was racked with guilt and he looked like he was standing at attention, his shoulders squared and thrust backwards, back straight as a pillar, and legs pinned together.

Rex strode over quickly to Fives and wrapped the large grey blanket around his shoulders. He sat in his chair. Fives watched his movements intensely, clutching the edges of the blanket around himself and pulling them in tight. He looked so small engulfed in the blanket and Rex chuckled.

Fives shot him a quizzical look.

“At ease, little soldier.” Rex motioned to the chair, “Sit.”

Fives obliged him a little stiffly, but just as he did the man behind the counter called out their order and pushed two slices of pizza and two cups of water over the counter.

The boy moved to stand again, but Rex waved a hand in dismissal, “I’ll get it. You sit.”

Fives sank back into his chair and Rex grabbed the food, depositing a colorfully decorated slice and a water in front of the boy, “Drink some of that water first.”

Fives nodded seriously, and grabbed the plastic glass with two hands, treating it as if it were an ancient relic, so fragile that if he held it the wrong way it might break. Rex smiled and watched the boy proceed to down the whole glass in a few gulps as he took a few sips of his own.

When Fives set the cup down Rex raised an eyebrow, “Want some more?”

Fives ears turned pink, and he shook his head, “No. ‘m sorry.”

Rex set his own cup down, confused, “No, it’s okay, you can have some more. It’s no problem.”

Fives didn’t say anything, so Rex grabbed the boy’s cup and stood, “I’ll get you some more.”

Rex could feel Fives’s eye boring holes into his back as he refilled his cup. He did not like the way Fives watched him. There was so much suspicion in his eyes. However long it took, he was going show the kid that he could be trusted.

“Okay,” Rex said after they both finished their meals. “Here’s the plan: we’re gonna head home, but first we have to stop at the store and pick up a few things for you.”

“I don’t need anything,” Fives protested.

Rex frowned, “Yeah, you do. I need to get you a booster seat. It’s not safe for you to be in the car without one.”

Fives mirrored his frown, brows drawn together.

Rex continued, “You also need a clean set of pajamas for tonight and clothes for tomorrow at a minimum. I know it’s not a lot, but I think we’re both tired. It might be better to do the rest of the shopping tomorrow.”

Fives pulled a face, “I thought you said we were going to see Echo tomorrow?”

As soon as the boy realized what he said, he clamped a hand over his mouth, eyes full of fear.

Afraid of challenging authority, Rex analyzed. He figured the best thing to do was to pretend he couldn’t see Fives’s fear, and answer normally, “Assuming Echo is well enough for visitors tomorrow, we will, but no matter what, they likely won’t let us see him for very long. We’ll have time for both.”

Fives didn’t seem completely satisfied with Rex’s answer, but he seemed to accept it, looking out the window at the car. Rex followed his gaze, “Ready to go?”

The boy nodded.

They stopped at the Target near Rex’s apartment. He figured it would be better for Fives to start getting comfortable with his new neighborhood rather than stop at some random store on the way.

As they walked up to the sliding doors, Fives tugged on Rex’s sleeve. “Hm?” Rex asked, looking down at the small boy still engulfed in his blanket.

“What’s a booster seat?”

“It’s a chair that you attach to the seat of the car to make it more comfort—”

Rex was cut off by a muffled shriek from Fives as the sliding doors automatically opened. The boy jumped into Rex’s side and grabbed his hand with both of his own, dropping the blanket on the sidewalk behind them. Rex would have laughed if the intensity of the overreaction hadn’t been so concerning.

“Just an automatic door. They open for you when they see you on the motion sensor,” Rex explained, kneeling down and grabbing the blanket, throwing it back over the boy’s shoulders.

Fives looked from the door to Rex and pulled back his hands, the fear slowly melting into a sheepish smile, “Sorry.”

“It’s okay,” Rex said, “They still scare me sometimes too, and I’m all grown up.”

“Really?”

“Yeah.”

Fives looked over at the store a bit uneasily.

“Hey, Fives?” Rex asked softly, watching the boy carefully, “Have you ever been inside a store like this before?”

Fives shook his head, “We weren’t supposed to leave the house. Except for— Except for training.”

“Okay,” Rex said slowly. He could unpack that later, right now he just needed to get through the shopping without traumatizing the kid any further. “It’s a pretty big store, so you need to stay where I can see you, ’kay?”

Fives nodded seriously.

“And there’s going to be a bunch of other people in there, but they won’t hurt you.”

Fives nodded again.

“And if you see anything you want for tonight, let me know and I’ll see if we can get it, alright?” Rex looked down at Fives’s little hands, which were gripping the blanket around him tightly, and held out his own, “If you want to hold my hand, you can.”

Fives tentatively reached out his hand, searching Rex’s face as his did. Rex offered an encouraging smile and, seemingly satisfied, Fives took his hand.

They got a pair of shoes for Fives first and paid for them immediately so Rex could cut the tags off and put them on the boy’s feet. He had chosen a pair of blue and white lace-up sneakers after trying on a pair with Velcro and deciding that Rex’s “kind” (shoes with laces) were cooler.

After Fives was all set with his new shoes, they made their way to the boy’s clothing section. Rex pointed to the racks of pajamas, “Do you want to pick out a pair while I go get you some underwear?”

Fives didn’t say anything in response, but his grip on Rex’s hand tightened.

Rex looked down at the boy and noticed his eyelids were drooping a little. The calories from the pizza must have worn off. “Together?” Rex asked, cracking a smile at the sleepy look on Fives’s face.

The boy nodded and rubbed his eyes.

Rex led them over to the pajamas and pulled out a set of long sleeve navy dinosaur print pjs, “You like dinos?”

Fives’s eyes lit up a bit behind the sleep and he reached out for them.

“Hold on, lemme see if they have it in your size.”

They did in fact have both smalls and extra smalls, which Fives seemed to be in between the sizes of. Rex eventually decided on the small because even though it would be a little big on the kid, at least he would grow into it.

As Rex threw the pair of pajamas in the crook of his arm, he felt a slight tug on his hand from Fives. The boy was holding up a second pair of dino pjs, “Can we get one for Echo too?”

“Yeah,” Rex said taking the clothes from Fives and folding them over the other pair. He hoped Fives and Echo weren’t identical. It’d be a nightmare to tell them apart if they were wearing the same clothes.

They made their way through the rest of the store, picking up a couple packs of underwear and socks, a new set of clothes, a puffy winter coat, and a booster seat for Fives, as well as matching products in different colorways for Echo. By the time Rex paid and loaded everything back into a cart to take it out to the car, Fives looked like a zombie. His hand had loosened its grip on Rex’s and every so often his eyelids would droop and his head would begin to sag before he caught himself and whipped his head back up into alertness.

Fives made it back to the car without falling asleep and even helped Rex load the trunk by throwing in the small bag of clothes while he set up the car seats. Once Fives’s booster was strapped in, Rex picked up the boy and placed him gently in the seat, showing him how to buckle the seatbelt under the armrest.

Fives sagged back into the seat and Rex chuckled, “Comfy?”

Fives nodded and closed his eyes. Rex repositioned the blanket around the boy’s shoulders before shutting the door and making his way back around to the driver’s side.

The rest of the ride home was short, only a few minutes, so Rex was surprised when he parked in his usual spot and turned to see Fives fast asleep, slumped against the seatbelt.

Rex sat for a moment, just staring at Fives. His son.

His son.

Even though he didn’t know him—hadn’t known he even existed for years—Rex was filled with a strange sense of pride. It didn’t wash the guilt away—he was sure nothing could wash the guilt away—just covered it a little, obscuring it from the forefront of his thoughts.

It was a nice feeling, Rex thought. And he could live with that.

@marierg @stressed-cherry @ffdemon @renton6echo @bambambunny

#sleepy Fives #also #can I just say #y'all have been so nice :) #your comments and reblogs make my day #the clone wars #tcw #captain rex #arc trooper fives #arc trooper echo #commander cody #clone trooper echo #clone trooper fives #clone wars #superlarva #domino twins #baby dominos #star wars

[natalynsie]

3 Times Cody Fell for Noah's Voice (And 1 Time He Told Him) (Noco Oneshot)

[this is a request for an anonymous asker. hope you enjoy, especially after the long wait!]

“Hey,” Cody greeted his new roommate as he walked through the door. “I’m Cody, I’m your new roommate.”

The boy who was already in the room, laying down on an already made bed sat up just to look at Cody. He had a book in one hand, and once he caught a glance of Cody, he returned to his book.

“Uh… are you okay?”

The boy nodded. Cody dropped his luggage on the empty side of the room.

“Well you’re just not talking or anything-”

“I’m reading. My name is Noah. Stop bothering me.”

“Oh, sorry,” Cody apologized.

Noah. That was a nice name. Cody had obviously heard it before, it was a common name, but part of it was how it sounded specifically from Noah.

In short, Noah had a nice voice. It was smooth and soothing. But Cody had a feeling he wouldn’t hear it all that much.

~~~~~~~~~~

“Fuck,” Cody dropped his pen on the table, rubbing his eyes. It was past eleven at this point. Cody was doing his math homework, and Noah laid in bed on his laptop.

Noah turned his gaze to Cody. “Do you need help?”

Cody sat up straight, and turned his chair to face Noah. “Yeah. I’m stuck. Are you in multivariable calculus?”

Noah nodded, although it was hard to see in the dark. Cody was using a flashlight to see his paper, the lights in the room were off. Noah stood up and made his way to Cody’s desk, and Cody turned his chair back around.

“Quadric surfaces,” Noah whispered. “I know this.”

Cody picked up his pencil, and Noah started whispering directions on how to do the problem. He tried to follow around, but he couldn’t pay attention. All he could think about was how Noah sounded when he whispered.

“Cody! Pay attention!”

“Sorry. I can’t really hear you. Could you just… talk normally? I don’t think you need to whisper.”

Noah sighed. “Fine,” He spoke normally again. “Now listen. The equation of a cone is x squared over a squared plus y squared over b squared equals z squared over c squared. You know that?”

“Yes.”

“So all you have to do…”

Cody listened to instructions, a little better than with the whispers. Even though he was a little distracted. Because it was so unfair that Noah was lucky enough to get such a pretty voice for free.

But, he managed to solve a whole problem! Now he just had to do the rest.

“So, you get it now?” Noah questioned.

“I think so. Thanks for the help.”

“No problem.”

“Really? It sort of sounded like a problem.”

“Oh. Well it isn’t.”

Cody smiled. “I thought you didn’t like being bothered.”

“I can make an excuse once in a while.”

~~~~~~~~~~

“Beat again,” Noah smiled. Cody’s mouth hung open wide. Yet again, he’d been pummeled to the ground easily in Kosmic Kaos by Noah. Flawlessly.

“I don’t even know how you do that,” Cody looked at Noah in disbelief, controller loose in his grip.

Noah smiled proudly, sitting up straight for once in his life. “These are the skills that have kept me from having a girlfriend all my life,” He joked. “That among other things.”

Cody grinned himself. Ever since Noah had helped him with his math homework, Cody stopped being afraid of asking Noah to do things with him. And he realized he and his roommate had a lot more in common than he’d originally thought. They both loved Kosmic Kaos and Dragon Assassin, had similar taste in movies (even though Noah mostly made fun of them), and they took a lot of the same classes, so they were able to help each other with homework (well, more Noah helped Cody and Cody said he’d get him back someday). And they were still different enough to not get bored. Cody actually had interest in school, so he got to blab about his in-depth personal research with Noah for hours, while Noah would listen. Noah got to talk about his favorite books, and convince Cody to read them sometimes. And Noah and Cody made fun of each other for their different opinions on sports (Noah couldn’t stand them, but Cody always tried to get him to play dodgeball with their friends on weekends).

“Well, maybe I can make up for being worse at video games than you by scoring with the ladies.” Cody finger-gunned.

Noah snorted. “Yeah right. All myth no legend.”

Cody shut up. Not because Noah totally obliterated him, but because he was a little flushed. Myth had rolled off of Noah’s tongue so perfectly. Cody was floored to say the least.

Noah’s voice wasn’t the only thing about him that was perfect. He had silky brown hair, a charming sense of humor, and deep, brown eyes. Sometimes Cody just had to stare at them.

And he had perfect, unchapped lips. Lips that Cody just wanted to-

“Cody? Are you okay?”

Cody coughed, a little too loud to be natural. “Yeah. Nothing’s wrong.”

Noah raised an eyebrow at that.

~~~~~~~~~~

“But Justin doesn’t want that song on the album, he thinks it’s too unfinished,” Cody ranted. He was sat mirroring Noah on Noah’s bed. It had been a stressful week for his band. Things weren’t working out with the other members, and they couldn’t choose which songs they should include on their new album, and they only had a week left to decide. “So, what do you think?”

“I think I know absolutely nothing about music. I barely even listen to it myself.”

Cody’s eyes just about bulged out of his head. “You what? You don’t listen to music?”

Noah shrugged. “It just isn’t for me. I mean, I like the instrumentals in a few Santana songs, but generally I don’t like music all that much.”

“I mean, everyone likes Santana, come on.”

Noah brushed him off silently.

“Dang it, now you got Black Magic Woman stuck in my head by bringing him up.”

Cody grabbed and opened his laptop from behind him, looking up the song. He clicked on the first audio that appeared after he searched it up. Noah smiled softly.

Cody tapped his pencil against his notebook to the tune. Noah hummed along, and Cody had a small smile on his face.

The song went on for what felt like forever and no time at all, when Noah started mumbling the lyrics to himself as he stared at his book.

Cody’s eyes were wide as he stared at Noah’s moving lips. When the lyrics ended, briefly, he went back to humming, and when the lyrics started, he mumbled again. Call Noah the black magic man, because Cody was enchanted.

When the song ended, Cody was stuck staring at Noah. Noah finally looked up and at Cody. “What?”

“You know,” Cody hung a hand on the back of his neck, “you have a really pretty voice.”

“Oh.” Noah looked like a deer in the headlights. “Thanks,” he muttered sheepishly, averting his eyes.

“No problem,” Cody smiled, a bit more confident. He reached out for Noah’s hand and loosely held his fingertips.

Noah looked back at him with a small smile.

#fanfiction #fanfic #oneshot #total drama #td #noco #cody x noah #noah x cody #noahxcody #codyxnoah #college au #td noah #td cody #alternate universe #natie fics

[mamirhodessxox]

His Strange Addiction

Pt 1, Pt2, Pt3.

I would also like to add that I have experienced family death & I often put my personal life into my writing to be connected to my work but also to remind people that it hurts but always gets better.

Cody RhodesxFem Wrestler!OC (Milena Reyz)

Desc: Milena is getting quite sick of Bianca eying her soon to be husband almost everyday so she takes it upon herself to be involved in a wrestling match with Bianca on Monday night raw & show exactly who Cody belongs, after their messy match Jey decides to be jerry springer for the day and start drama before the couple flies out to Georgia, but more unfortunate mishaps are to come, but there are brighter sides to this chapter.

Contents: Angst, Fluff, Arguing, Milena serving cunt, Cody being a whore for Milena, Mentions of insecurity, 1 Year time skip, slightly toxic duo, Violence, Mentions of death, MMMAAARRIIAAGGEEE, implications of smut, FINGERING FINGERING FINNGEERRIINGG IN PUBLIC, Cody is a WHHOOORREEEEE!!!!.

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Milena stood there while Cody held out an arm in front of her given the fact he JUST got her to calm down the night before about Bianca being the problem within their relationship despite no affairs occurring, “Jey man what the fuck? You know Milena will absolutely rip Bianca’s throat open if she got the chance” Bianca scoffed and tried speaking but Cody glared holding out a finger “You shut the fuck up and sit there.” Milena stood behind his arm glaring down Bianca, Just as Jey was about to explain himself he was cut iff, “How’s your marriage going Bia? Miserable I assume? Boring? It has to be one of those if you’re trying to fuck up a relationship that’s about to turn into marriage.” Cody pinched the bridge of his nose while Jey spoke “Milena Cody, I brought you both here to try and uhhh- resolve whatever tension is happening between you & Bianca.” Cody groaned out into his hand squeezing his eyes shut “This cannot be fucking real right now Jey.” Milena glared and looked over at cody who looked at her and shook his head.

Milena nodded and decided to be the bigger person & just leave the suite with Cody following behind, Now would probably be the best time to book it to the airport so they agreed on doing just that, The wedding was just around the corner & it was planned perfectly, Milenas Mother was extremely ill & struggling but Cody insisted that she would attend the wedding & walk her down the isle Atleast before she passes.

Unfortunately while they were at the airport Milena sat in the cafeteria while Cody went to go fetch her a drink & got a random phone call from her Father, so, she picked up & almost immediately knew what it was about before her dad even shared the news, Milena’s Mother decided it was her time to be at peace when she was resting, She had finished up the phone call & Just as Cody came back he could tell by her body language she knew something bad happened, so he wrapped her in his arms and rested his chin on-top of her head while she let out all of her tears, Cody cleared his throat “Why don’t we go somewhere quieter alright?” She nodded up against his chest before he walked her into a more silent area.

“Tell me what happened sweetheart c’mon” he cupped her face with a frown but all the poor thing could get out was ‘It’s mom’ but he knew exactly what she meant, He read her mind & knew her like the back if his two bare hands “it’s gonna’ be okay angel, she’s in a much more better place and is at piece.” He mumbled before running his hand down her spasming back, It was finally time to board the plane so Cody held her close & walked back to where they needed to be & started boarding completely disregarding the food she was supposed to snack on.

The entire plane trip was miserable for Milena, her world felt like a disaster, her mother was her only best-friend aside from cody. She didn’t know what she was supposed to do without her mama being there for her little girls wedding. The moment Milena stepped foot on Georgia grounds with cody and made their way home she was completely silent, she couldn’t even look at her phone, It took hours to get back to GA and it was the most miserable flight for her ever in her life.

When they got back home & drove to their shared house Cody held onto her hand placing kisses on-top of it “y’kay baby?” She would let out a short hum followed by her shoulders shrugging, she didn’t even know if the wedding still went on but she also knew it would cost more money to reschedule since half of the area where it was being held was already set up and ready to go.

3 days passed by & it was officially wedding day, a day to be remembered and celebrated by Cody & Mills, Cody offered his mother to walk her down the isle but she politely rejected, he & his mom it wasn’t at all personal, Milena stood in her little dressing area until Becky & Liv walked in since they were her bridesmaids and wrapped her in a hug before liv Adjusted her hair “Your mother won’t be here presently but she will be here spiritually, so you’re gonna go out there, become a fucking rhodes, kick ass and get married got it?” Milena let out a laugh nodding while Becky grabbed her wedding dress “Now let’s get you ready before cody starts glitching out & busts in here.” She smiled as she helped Milena put on her dress & slide the garter up her thigh.

Liv smiled at her through the mirror “You’re a fucking goddess mills.” she laughed placed the viel on top of her head “mkay mills, me & becky are gonna get dressed and we’re gonna hit the isle.” She nodded and held out a thumbs up “see you guys out there.” A few minutes after the girls left Cody came in with her 4 year old niece in his arms who had his eyes covered “Cody what is this?” She laughed before walking over to him “Well I know you don’t want me to see the dress but your niece insisted on seeing you so she’s covering my eyes” Milena laughed and kissed the tip of her nieces nose “Your do silly Kelsey.” The little girl giggled and held up her flower basket that she was in charge of “I also wanted to let you know i’m very impatient so let’s speed it up so I can marry you, kay?” She laughed and kissed his cheek “Yeah okay Cody, now out with you!” She turned him around and pushed him out the door and shut it.

A few minutes later Liv & Becky returned to retrieve Milena, She hand her niece walk ahead of her before she started walking the isle while the girls started to line up, She smiled at Cody while his best man Jey of course slapped his back getting excited meanwhile Cody was already crying and wiping of his face until Milena stood in-front of him. They held hands & faced each other while the officiate of the ceremony had Cody start with his vows, Cody cleared his throat while her niece hugged onto his leg, “Jesus Mills I have a little bit too much to say but i’m gonna keep it easy for you, Sweetheart every day spent with you adds 30 more years to my life and I have no idea on how that works but it does, I have so many plans for us in the future, You’re probably the most gorgeous person in the world and it genuinely feels like a privilege to be marrying you today, I’ve never felt more grateful until now where you decided to marry me & start a family with me.” He finished while Milena teared up but he pulled out a handkerchief and tapped her tears away while Milena started speaking “I don’t even know what to say Cody, I’m so glad we were able to find each other again & even start things over, You’re what makes me believe in soulmates, I believe everything we’ve been through since 9 years ago was needed for us to be here where we are today in this very moment, every time I’m with you I can’t help but think about the moments we’ll share together.” She smiled while he kissed her hand.

The moment was so pure that even Jey himself started crying & covered his face trying to cover up sone sobs with coughs, as Cody & Milena shared their I do’s and swore themselves to each other Cody finally got the moment he had been waiting for to really tie the not, He scooted her viel out of the way and pulled her in for a passionate kiss that got everyone to start clapping, Milena placed her hand on the back of his neck and pulled away to pick up her niece smiling while her father went up and gave her a quick hug before Becky & Liv pulled her away to get changed into a more loose comforting dress before the after party.

The night was still so young and exciting, all of the kids that were brought to the wedding were excited & having a blast until they had to be removed from the dance floor so cody could remove Mills garter from her thigh, She sat down in a chair while the DJ explained the rules to Cody which made him not and get on his knees before going under her dress “Not the first time i’ve been in this position.” Everyone heard Jey cackle and clap from all the way in the back while Milena slapped his shoulder laughing before he clasped the lace inbetween his teeth along with her panties causing her to choke on her own spit while Cody hummed against her thigh and pulled it all the way down her leg and placed a kiss on the side of her ankle before standing up swinging the garter around while swiftly putting the panties swiftly into his pocket while nobody was looking while Milena laughed and stood up giving him a kiss, while Cody leaned into her ear whispering “Wearing lace panties makes it obvious for me to see that your wet by the way sweetheart.” She widened her eyes & looked at him while he smiled cockily before tossing the garter into the mens crowd while one of his groomsmen caught it before Milena sat at their designated table with Cody following along.

He sat directly next to her and kissed her before running his hand up her dress “Cody-“ he shushed her and shook his head “Your going to be a good girl & be quiet okay? Let me do my thing sweetheart.” She sighed nodding until she felt him shove his two fingers inside of her so she quickly grabbed her wine glass and took a sip trying to control her moans but he didn’t allow that to happen, He curled his fingers while kissing her neck while he started pumping them in & out of her at a fast pace, her eyes became glazed over & cody grabbed her face pulling her into a kiss while mumbling against her mouth about how she was such a good girl for him & how she was taking him so fucking good.

He pulled his fingers out and patted her clit a few times which caused her body to spasm a bit and moan against his lips, luckily the music was loud enough & nobody was paying attention or bothering them, “gonna cum for me sweet girl?” He asked her in a taunting expression while she whimpered nodding her head so he plunged his fingers back into her pussy & grinned as she laid her face into his shoulder biting down on her lips while she started clenching around his fingers & let out a breathy moan the moment she hit her climax and started cumming, “Good fucking girl baby ‘m so proud of you.” She sat up properly and wiped off her eyes and glared at him jokingly “Your such a fucking asshole.” He hummed in response and kissed her smiling

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* Peaks head around corner *

Gimme Toby HCs?

Hmmmmm I think I can do that- *pulls out giant book of headcanons* They should be under T, I believe-

Toby Headcanons Part 2!!

Here's part 1 if you want to read more of my Toby headcanons to understand my AU a bit more

TW: Implied Su!c!dal Ideation, Alcohol

Him and Nina are best friends, and have been since highschool. His disappearance was the first among the friend group before Clockwork's, and was what pushed Nina to isolate herself. They are both reunited now, and Toby believes it's his fault Nina ended up wrongfully joining Jeff, but Nina keeps telling them that it isn't.

Halloween is actually his favorite holiday.

Back when he was a proxy, him, Cody, and Clockwork were all very close. Cody often would tease Toby for having a soft spot for Clockwork, like a little brother would. Like an older brother would, Toby would hide Cody's shit as payback.

When Clockwork first met Toby, she instinctively attacked him until the other proxies ran over and told her to stop. Toby was petty about this for months until Clockwork apologized.

Toby hates himself, and has been trying to cope with that since he was 12. He doesn't believe he deserves a happy ending or good friends, or a loving partner, or a good brother and sister, but he has somewhat come to accept that he can't bear the lose everything that he has left right now, and does not want to give up what little he actually is happy about in his life for once.

He only say a few things still from when he was a kid, one of them being Lyra's old lanyard she used to hang from her belt. He now wears around his neck constantly, and hangs his apartment keys on it. Sometimes he even jingles it as a stim.

Toby hates the smell and taste of alcohol, and will actively leave a room if someone is drinking it in the same room as him.

They aren't too big on being called nicknames besides Toby, and the only two he is actually fine with are "babe" and "cinnamon", and only Clockwork is allowed to call him those.

Toby tends to bite at his nails a lot and often does not even realize when to stop since he can't feel it.

His love language is acts of service and words of affirmation.

He's the kind of person to give you an awkward thumbs up and just say "that's cool" if you came out to him.

Slenderman was actually considered an urban legend in their town, like like Bloody Mary and Sirenhead, so when Toby told people that he was seeing Slenderman everywhere, nobody believed him, other than some conspiracy theorists.

He is actually rather short (5'2"), especially in comparison to the other proxies. The only proxy who was shorter than him was Cody, and Cody is three years younger.

Toby is an Atheist.

Toby was never really a great traditional artist, but does find painting relaxing, and sometimes will paint as a form of art therapy. He even has a small portfolio full of random art pieces that make sense to nobody else but him, and he's okay with that, so those paintings weren't for anyone but him.

Cody will sometimes randomly take pictures with Toby when they least expect it using one of Skully's old cameras, or with Toby just in the background, mostly because Toby hates being in photos and will sometimes purposefully hide their face from the camera, or will take the camera beforee Cody cab take the picture.

They do not know how to tie a knot, and therefore doesn't know how to tie sneakers, even as an adult, and now they feel too embarrassed to ask for somebody to show them.

Breakfast food in general is a small comfort for them since Connie would often make him and Lyra breakfast for dinner on the nights she saw they were particularly down. Toby tries his best to recreate Connie's cooking, but keeps not making it right, and ends up having to throw it away because his food sensory issues physically won't let him eat it if it's not exactly the way she used to make it.

He doesn't have a phone, though he has been working towards getting one, but is scared that Slender will somehow track him through it or something.

He listens to cavetown.

Toby can hold his breath for a surprisingly long time, and almost even joined the swim team in highschool.

He was terrified of cats as a kid, and refused to get one or be near one. Toby has been trying to work on his fear though now that he's an adult, and even sometimes leaves food outside his window for the stray cats in the neighborhood.

Toby steals dice from every board game he plays just so he can have a tiny dice bag in his backpack to make little click-clack noises when he shakes it.

He read Percy Jackson in middle school, and sometimes studies Greek mythology.

#creepypasta #ticci toby #toby rogers #ticciwork #nina the killer #jeff the killer #x virus #lyra rogers #connie rogers #creepypasta headcanon

[larasmultiversesworld]

Play me a memory

• tva Loki aka 2012 Loki

Ps. He saw his future till Thanos like in season 1 and saw how his relationship with codie had become through the years

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It was a sunny morning in new York , streets busy as always and codie is busy as always but this time not with work thank god , she was tidying up her flat , moving everything that’s related to him … loki.

After a year she wanted to move on , after what thanos done to her .. and to the world it was hard to do anything so now she decided it’s time to move on , she removed every photo of them and into a box , she got the pictures that was in the bedroom , she stopped sleeping in it after he left , with a heavy sigh she closed the door and went to the living room pumping into a box on her way she almost stumbled , she placed the frames of picture on the table as she crouched down opening the small box , seeing records in it , she smiled as soon as she know what they are , with a hesitant hand she grabbed and went to the tv and started to play it and sat on the couch .

“So what do you think love ?” loki says through the tv , the camera was on him and the wall behind him that has lots of book in

codie’s breath hitched as she heard his voice , this was way back when they wanted to organize a library in their flat

“Where did you get all those book from?” codie says her chuckle comes from the screen as loki turned the camera towards her , she had her back facing him , wearing her jumpsuit with a shirt under it

“You look stunning” he chuckles

“Haha flirting doesn’t suit you loki” she says sarcasticly as she turned to face him

“Why are you filming ?”

“Because .. this is a memory darling”

“A chaotic one” she laughs

“I rather think it’s a beautiful one dear”

She smiles as she looks at the video of the two of them but something caught her eye a gold flicker next to the tv she hit pause on the video as she goes to the flicker and suddnely as she stood in front of it it turned to a door

“What the hell-” she says but three women came through it , codie backs away

“codie joans we need you to come with us” one of the women says , codie didn’t have time to reacts as the woman grabbed her and lead her through the door into another place

“Let go off me !” she says loudly as she tried to yank her hands away but the women placed a collar on her neck

“ we need you to remain calm”

Loki was in the library as he gathered information that Mobius but he heard a women voice ringing loudly through the place , he payed no attention to it , but her voice sounded so familiar to him , his eyebrows frowned as he counties to read through he papers but again he heard it

“Let me go!” She shouts loudly

And he knew exactly who was that but it couldn’t be her “codie?” he whispers to himself as he looked through the library before dropping the papers and got up and out of the library and into the hall where the voice is coming from , seeing the guards holding a women by her arms but he can’t see her face as her back was facing him , loki saw Mobius and went over to him .

“Who is that ?” loki asks as he looked at the women with curious look , Mobius looked at loki “oh her .. nothing , just another one messing the timeline” he says shrugging his shoulder , loki tilted his head to the side trying to get a look at her face , Mobius looks at him with a grin , the guards turns around and her face was visible to loki .

His eyes winded codie..” he whisperes

Codie on the other hand had her gaze on the floor

“You! Let go off her” loki shouts as he walked towards them

Codie lifted her head at the sound of … of a familiar voice , but how ? she looked up and saw him.. loki .. she thought she’s in a dream ..

“I said let her go!” He says again and the guards looks around them and Mobius then nodded his head towards them , the let go off her arms and moved away but not too much in case something happened .

Codie looks at him with glassy eyes , she can’t believe he’s here .. and without a second thought she ran towards him and hugged him placing her hands around his neck “loki..” she whispers in relief , he stumbled back a bit but he was quick to catch her in his arms .

He placed her feet on the floor again as she broke the hug , her hands went to his face

“Oh , it’s really you” she whispers as she strokes his cheek

A tear streamed down her face “how? How did you survived .. I saw you- I saw you laying there” she says quietly her voice cracks in the middle of the sentence , he placed his hands over hers removing it gently from his face

“Because .. it didn’t happen yet … I’m not that loki , I’m still loki that you know but from the past” he explains quietly

“I saw it too .. I heard what you said , I saw how your life was after I was gone” he adds as he strokes her knuckles with his thumb

Her eyebrows frowned in confusion

“I’ll explain later” he says quietly with a nod as he reached under her hair and with a click he removed the collar that was around her neck

“She's human.. she doesn't have powers” he says to the guards as he held the collar up to them and then dropped it

“I know which loki you are … I can tell , but I don’t care , if it means that I will play you every memory we done together I’ll do it” she says quietly as she squeezed his hand gently as a reassuring squeeze , she got closer and kissed his cheek , her lips lingering there for a second before breaking away and hugging him once again , he hugs her back as he lowered his head over hers giving a kiss over her hair .

#fanfic #one shot #fanfiction #loki laufeyson #loki series #tva loki #loki odinson #loki oneshot #loki laufesyon x reader #loki layfeyson imagine

[oc-cinematic-universe]

It's been quite a while since I read the deathspeaker, mainly 'cause of work. Would you like to give a summary of it?

ho boy. ok so 1) these summaries are not a good replacement for reading the comic. do you know how fucking many small details i put in the comic? every time i send a page to randy to have them proofread before i post it, i point out like 5 different tiny intentional details that are so important for the vibes. a summary does not give you the tiny shifts in characters dialogue and mannerisms, the intentional framing of each panel, the vitally important art style choices. please read my comic im so proud of it 2) this is long im sorry i tried not to ramble but holy shit i love this story. chapter 6 got fucking long in particular but you NEED the little details to understand that one ok just trust me please im sorry 3) this is a summary of every chapter that has posted so far cause idk how far back you stopped reading so congrats youre getting my last 5 years of work in one convenient post 4) this took me hours to write im not editing it if theres spelling and grammar mistakes no there isnt

prologue:

dara, headmistress of the school, explains her recent prophetic dreams to joe, her boyfriend and a fellow teacher at the school. a demon will be coming, one whos been here before and caused destruction. a team of 8 will be able to stop it. thats all they know.

chapter 1:

an introduction to the school and characters. introduces abby, lindsey, cody, and shannon as older students, and liam, victor, and valerie as first years. victor and valerie are twins, victor's super excited to be here and i love that for him <3 joe takes the kids on a tour explaining stuff about the school, most importantly being not to enter the forest without express permission. just like in the rest of the world, there are monsters and you should be careful.

joe then starts their first lesson of the year with magic101 and explains the story of how the world got magic. the 8 magic types were a gift from the 8 corresponding gods, who then left all the new wizards and have not been heard from much since.

after class, joe, dara, april, and lily (two other teachers and joe and daras close friends) discuss the prophecy. dara confirms the 8 who will be stopping the demon will be children, likely students of the school, so they need to keep an eye out.

chapter 2:

its the night before the new students will receive their wands and learn their magic type and valerie is nervous. she doesnt WANT half the magic types theyre SCARY, but victor is so pumped and ready for whatever. they go to sleep resolving 0 of those feelings

joe's in charge of a lot of the proceedings and he's losing his mind just a little bit this man doesn't sleep ever. as he's scrambling through last minute prep, some of the other teachers are introduced. the most important are rowena, the emotion magic teacher who shows up late and waves her hand and suddenly joe has no problem with her bad excuse, and death, who is the literal god of death. he's just chilling.

the kids receive their wands, liam gets fire magic and victor gets space, and valerie causes a bit of a stir when hers is revealed to be light. light wizards aren't the most common and the school hasnt had a new light student in a couple years. which means...

joe finds dara later riffling through books in a bit of a craze, and she explains she thinks valerie must be one of the kids of the prophecy. why else would a light student show up NOW? in fact, dara has a theory that the gods may be involved through the gems of the gods, which are granted to 8 individuals with different magics to increase their power when the world needs help.

joe asks if they should tell valerie. dara says no.

moments after saying she was SURE this had to be it... she says they can't tell valerie, they haven't confirmed anything. they can't be sure.

joe says he trusts her choice. joe lies.

chapter 3:

fuck the first section of this chapter who cares, basically abby and shannon explain yes the god of death (death is not one of the 8 magic types btw) is just here its not a big deal he teaches the dark magic class and he's chill whatever. valerie and harley, the light magic teacher, have discussions on the pressure put on light wizards to be perfect and harley gets goofy with it to let valerie know its ok they won't pressure her to be perfect at all, magic is fun

joe teaches the weapons training class and runs the kids through some basic defense with abby, who volunteered to help demonstrate. because it meant she didn't have to go to her normal class for this period. when she fucks up one of the demonstrations and hurts joe, she takes an embarrassed water break. and notices something watching her. a shadowy being who smiles at her from across the arena. who vanishes when joe comes back to ask how she's doing. abby doesn't feel well, and leaves.

meanwhile in dara's office, rowena comes by asking about some lesson content she wants to use but needs dara to confirm is ok. rowena tries to wave her hand and make it all so easy again. dara does not care and barely notices as she counteracts the spell. dara agrees to hear her out, and she begins telling the story. one about a queen and a peasant boy

the queen had taken the boy in and he worked so hard to make her happy. he admired her and felt close to her. she did not feel the same. an advisor warned her, the boy would cause problems. the boy needed to be dealt with before it was too late. nevermind that he hadnt done anything wrong, he was going to kill them all

so she ordered to have him executed. and as he cried in his cell awaiting his death, something came to help. it offered him freedom. hope.

vengence.

dara interrupts by saying its a bit morbid for this kids huh. startled, rowena can't get a very good reasoning out, and dara denies her request and asks her to leave. but... dara cant help but feel like... somethings wrong. so she adds,

"don't ask questions you dont want answers to"

rowena leaves happily. she got what she wanted

chapter 4:

abby is called on a quest (a normal school occurance stop calling this a weird thing it's just the culture of this world I'll KILL you) and dara won't ler her take shannon, her beloved girlfriend, with her because every single time abby went on a quest last year she took shannon. dara asks her to take a first year instead.

abby and liam leave on their quest to take care of a small gang of goblins. a simple enough quest for a first and second year to handle on their own. liams VERY nervous about heights and has never really ridden on a broom before, so he asks abby random questions to distract himself. he asks about the students he saw already at the school when the buses dropped him off there. abby gets quiet. she explains some students live at the school. "some of us dont have anywhere else to go" "...us?" abby doesnt answer, caught up in memories from only months ago. thankfully, she doesn't have to answer, theyve reached their destination! and...

there's screaming ringing out from everywhere. the goblins, somethings wrong. they're 9 feet taller than they're supposed to be, limbs too long for their body, faces half made up of hanging mouths filled with sharp teeth. they look ghostly, like shadows. liam fire blasts one and it does nothing. frantically, abby tells him to go back and get help, she'll do what she can to stop them.

dara, another teacher, and liam come back as soon as they can, just in time as abby's energy runs out. dara tells the kids to stay put behind a force field she puts up, but not long after leaving them she feels her connection with it break and comes rushing back to find them gone. nearby, theyre sitting with death. death casually tells dara not to worry, his reapers are handling the goblins. everyone can relax now. the other teacher takes the kids back to the school, leaving dara and death alone.

he confirms 6 deaths. but thats not the worst part! the worst is that he and his reapers could only find 1 of their souls. the other 5 have gone missing. he doesnt understand how this couldve happened... but dara does. there's one thing she can think of that could do this.

death is horrified. she promised him she had gotten rid of the demon the first time. she PROMISED. and now she's implying she lied? and has been lying for 70 YEARS?? how could she? unless... it was something to do with-

she tells him to stop. he realizes he is the only one who knows. he realizes she hasnt told anyone in decades. he realizes her refusal to acknowledge it is going to kill them all.

chapter 5:

this one is not getting several paragraphs it is so simple, jules is an elf prince who passed out near the school and was found by harley and valerie. after questioning them on why the hell they are here and they explain they ran away to get away from their family, she invites them to stay as a student. they agree! joe gives them a tour he's the tour guy and he is so excited to have a new student here <3 during the tour they end up talking about joe's hair, which he magically dyed to be pink with a spell he made himself, which leads to mentioning the gods never gave him a magic type so he has to make do with the little magic that works outside of magic types. later that night jules struggles to sleep and wanders the school, stumbling on rowenas classroom, where her voice drifts through the open door. jules takes a peek.

she's talking to the demon. she notices jules and quickly makes sure they won't think anything of what they saw (erasing memories is tricky. but making it harder to focus on.... thats easy). they go back to bed content. the demons excited. that was the last of the 8! so finally, finally, they can begin putting things into motion.

chapter 6:

in order to make up for a failed assignment, shannons teacher gives her a ridiculous homework sheet she'll have to go into the woods for. she tries to argue, but rowena enters the room. whats the problem shannon? youre a smart girl, after all. it's no problem for you. so shannon, grumbling, agrees.

victor overhears some students outside his class talking about the rumors that the school is in danger. always a fan of properly fact checking, victor decides to take this to dara and ask for an explanation. shes says the rumors are true, but its nothing to worry about. everything is under control. victor doesnt buy this for a second. he does what every good scientist should do and goes to research

shannon and abby walk at the edge of the forest, complaining about how unfair the assignment is. abby offers to come with shannon, its dangerous after all. she declines. she's a smart girl, after all. she can handle herself. it breaks abbys heart. shannon would never notice that. she's a smart girl, after all. after shannon leaves, abby is all alone. but she knows she's not, as the shadowy being once again stares at her. so close it could touch her. she knows it cant be real, its always gone when she goes to double check. so she turns around. theres no one there. abby is alone.

victor realizes too late into his plan that he doesnt know how the fuck research is supposed to help him here. but its alright. a wad of paper hits him from an unknown source, pointing him the direction of... an unlabeled book. it has a note stuck to the front: "do you want the truth? ps dont let dara see" nervously, he takes it somewhere private, and begins to read.

its a journal of a 10 year old boy during 1950. he's been taken in by miss dara and mister beckett after his mom left him at the school, promising to come back for him. 4 years later, she never came. he laments about school life as the only 10 year old living at this high school, and about miss dara being so mean and mister beckett being so nice. he writes about a cat he found in the woods, where he knew he wasnt supposed to go. he writes about the cat that follows him home. the cat that won't step into the light. the cat thats offering him a deal

shannon, in her quest to document magical animals in the woods, enters a small cave opening, calling out to any creatures that may reside. she does not want to be here and it shows. but here she will stay as the cave entrance crumbles behind her, and a doubled voice next to her ear taunts her. she spins around, wand brandished, and the demon floats smugly, unconcerned. she threatens and screams at them to tell her who they are. dramatically, they almost laughingly call themself "The Deathspeaker" flourishing their cape. ...shannon realizes she has run into a theater kid and no longer feels concerned. she could probably bully them no problem.

the boy from the journal is scared. The cat has told him it's a demon and it wants to make a deal. he knows better, and refuses over and over until it leaves. hopefully it won't come back. Life is hard enough as it is.

incredibly annoyed that shannon won't take their drama seriously, the demon says she can call them Theron instead. Trying to get back into the moment, they ask, voice echoing, how on EARTH she managed to find them. she says homework. for a moment their voice splits. "what???" "homework?" she doesn't notice. ... But hey a demon is a magical animal right, maybe she can fill her homework out

the boy tries to move on. the demon won't come back, it hasn't in a while. he describes his day, but the page is ripped near the end, cutting off the dark inky reply that he surely did not write himself. it wants a deal.

they want a deal. they'll do Shannon's homework if she retrieves a dragon for them. they lost it, and they can't leave to chase it, they've got this dreadful chain on their leg. shannon agrees. she's a smart girl, after all. this won't be a problem. so they remove the rocks from the cave entrance and send her on her way

the boy never budges. the cat tries and tries but he won't make a deal. so again, it leaves. days later, mister beckett does something strange. he and miss dara have a screaming match, and afterwards he tells the boy not to trust her. he's going to find a way to get the boy out of here. the boy doesnt understand. he thought dara loved them both, why would they need to leave? the next day, the boy write at midnight. miss dara woke him up and told him to follow her. he trusts her. how can he not.

the rest of the journal is blank.

victor refuses to believe that was it. what did any of that mean? how does this help? the door creaks behind him. dara enters the room, not noticing him at first. she smiles and greets him, and he panics and runs. ...odd. he left a book there. dara picks it up and opens it. moments later its nothing but ash. he knows. he knows, and she cant... breathe. he knows. he knows.

the 2 voices of the demon argue in their cave. he asks why they can't just tell shannon, rowena listened why wouldnt she? it snaps and yells at him, this isnt how it works!! this isnt what they discussed! shannons voice calls from the cave entrance. it tells him to be quiet and let it handle it.

she found the dragon but because it was A Ghost, she wasn't exactly able to get it back. she did her best! but its not enough. they count this as a broken deal, and refuse to hand her homework until she promises one more tiny thing. one more deal. they want her help talking to abby. ...she says no, of course not, thats stupid she doesnt trust this!! they move faster than she can react, pinning her up to the wall. she doesnt have a choice. she does this for them or she dies. she nods, and they let her go, with instructions written down to give to abby.

"you weren't supposed to do that" he says. "shut up" it snaps back.

victor got enough information from the journal to try research attempt number 2. with the help of lindsey (who caught him very obviously talking about stealing a laptop from the school computer room, and chose to help him out of pity), he discovers an article from 1950 about a fire at the school. headmistress dara refused to answer many questions from the police and journalists, especially about the 10 year old boy who had gone missing under her care. he was the only one they couldn't find any trace of in the aftermath. victor, horrified, confirms thats him. thats the boy from the journal. the one this all seems to be about.

theron deathspeaker.

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[endlessbittersweetdreams]

"Broken & Beautiful" Chapter 27

WARNING: One moment of forced kissing.

My video chat experience with Jake was ... Well, it was interesting, to say the least. It wasn’t nearly as satisfying as actually being with each other, in-person. Using our imagination was one thing. But at the end of our date, I just found myself craving physical contact even more. One thing is for certain: when he comes back from France, I’m going to throw him one Hell of a “welcome back,” celebration. And we’re going to be the only two people in attendance.

After Family Dinner, I join Cody behind the bar. We work in silence for a while, and I watch as Tess walks by. As I work on my task, I say to him “So, have you asked her out yet?”

Cody chuckles. “Naw. She’s cute. But she’s a little young for me. And besides, I thought you said she’s trouble.”

“She is. For someone who claims she doesn’t like drama, she sure does love to create it.”

“You don’t like her very much. Do you?”

I shrug. “It’s not like I hate her or anything. Like I said the other day, I think she means well. She has her good points, and I think she has a big heart. It’s just that she has a lot of curiosity, and sometimes that curiosity causes her to stick her nose where it doesn’t belong. That tends to create a lot of drama. And like I said, Will is my best friend. She broke his heart. So ...”

“You have a protective streak, I take it.”

“You could say that. Will always says that I’m like the big sister of the group. Always trying to look out for everyone.”

Cody bends down to look under the bar, muttering “Where are the bar mops this time?”

I reach under the bar and grab hold of a bar mop, handing it to him. “Tip #1 for the day: always do a ‘grab and stash’ when it comes to bar mops. There are never enough, because Howard is too cheap to buy more. So if you see one, grab it and stash it before someone else does.”

 “Got it. Grab and stash.” Cody tucks his bar mop into his apron. “So, you hear from that boyfriend of yours?”

 I snicker to myself. “I’m 29, and he just turned 30. I think we’re a little too old to refer to each other as ‘girlfriend’ and ‘boyfriend’.”

 “All right,” he begins with a grin. “Did you hear from your ...” He rolls his eyes upward, thinking. “ ... significant other?”

 “I did. And he’s enjoying his vacation. I mean, there’s a little drama with the person he went with. But other than that ...” I turn to face him. “He said something interesting, though. Mentioned that you two used to be roommates during your time at the Blue Star.”

 Cody stops what he’s doing, looking at me in surprise. “Wait. You’re dating Jake Holt?”

 I nod. “Yup. That’s the one.”

 He chuckles. “Well, this is a small world. What did he tell you?”

 “That you’re a good guy. Great bartender.”

 “But let me guess: not as good as him. Right?”

 “Yeah. Pretty much.” I fold my arms across my chest, tilting my head. “So, what was he like back then?”

 “Lookin’ for dirt on him already?” I chuckle, and he answers me. “Great bartender, for starters. It didn’t matter how rowdy things got. He knew how to handle the customers, and he was ready to throw down when necessary. I don’t know how many bar fights we were caught up in, but he always had my back. Does he still love to read?”

 “Yup. I think he loves books even more than I do. His book collection is ... Well, it’s impressive. What else can you tell me about him?”

 “I don’t know if I should tell you this. But the women loved him.”

 I laugh to myself. “That does not surprise me. Before we got together, he had quite a rep. I don’t know how many hostesses and servers he went through. All he had to do was give them what I call the ’Smirk and Smoulder’, and he’d draw them in.”

 “The ‘Smirk and Smoulder’?”

 “Oh, yeah! You know.” I do my best to demonstrate the look in question, and Cody laughs. “He even tried it on me a few times.” I gesture to the main doors. “In fact, I remember walking through those doors on my way to my interview with Howard. Jake was standing right here, behind this bar. And when I looked his way, he gave me the ‘Smirk and Smoulder’.”

 “Did it work?”

 “Then, at least. But the charm wore off when I was hired, and he had to train me. He wasn’t exactly ... easy to work with.”

 Cody shakes his head. ”That does not surprise me. But now, he’s with you. Six months. I never thought I’d see the day when Jake would stay with someone that long.”

 I shrug. “I’m just as surprised as you are. We worked together for two years before we became a couple. He helped me through a crisis, and we became friends. Then friendship became something more. I guess it helps that we both understand each other.” I don’t want to disclose too much more, not knowing what Cody knows about Jake’s past. “So, how many hearts did he break during the day?”

 “No idea. I didn’t keep track," he says with a chuckle. “There was one woman who showed up every now and then. She was older than him. Beautiful. Sophisticated. Never caught her name. But she’d spend a couple of days with him, get what she needed, and then take off again. You know, I think he actually cared for her.”

 “Why do you say that?”

 “He was always a mess after she left. It was like he was ... lost without her.”

 “You think she was his first love? The one that got away?” I know I shouldn’t feel jealous, but I do. It’s silly to think that I’m the only woman Jake has ever loved. And besides, he’s with me; not her.

 “No idea. It’s funny. Jake and I were roommates for a couple of years, but we didn’t know each other that well. But hey! Sounds like you managed to bring him out of his shell.”

 I smile. “Yeah. I guess I did.”

Days later ...

 The days seem to fly by in a blur, and my anticipation grows as Jake’s return comes closer. Just one more day, and he’ll be here! I’m giddy like a schoolgirl, and it’s become noticeable to those around me.

 “You seem happier than usual,” Tess remarks as she shelves the wine glasses. “Jake coming home soon?”

 “Yup!” I confirm with a nod. “One more day to go. I can’t wait.”

 “You have any plans?”

 “Maybe,” I answer. “The plane is set to arrive tomorrow morning, and I’m meeting him at the airport. Simone had better be willing to take a separate cab back to her place, because I intend to spend some alone time with Jake. No if’s, and’s or but’s. I even took Sunday off, just so we can have extra time together.”

 “Nice!” Tess finishes putting the glasses away and then leans against the bar. “Hey. Did you know that Simone is a published author?”

 I shake my head. “No idea.”

 She furrows her brows in confusion. “Jake never mentioned it?”

 “Not one word. Believe it or not, Tess, we don’t talk about Simone that often. How’d you find out about it? Did Simone tell you? I know you two are close.”

 “No. One of the guests went to a book reading a few years ago, and Simone read one of her short stories. Something about a mermaid and a young boy.” This makes me pause for a moment. For some reason unknown to me, I start to wonder about Simone’s inspiration for this piece of fiction. “I guess she was planning on publishing a series of these stories in some quarterly. The Sewanee Review, I think. I’m going to the library on my day off to see if I can track them down.”

 I can’t explain it, but I feel uncomfortable with the idea of these stories. Is it simply another case of Simone-induced paranoia? Perhaps. Then again, you never know with her.

 “Did you ask Simone if you could read these stories, Tess?”

 “Yeah. And she said ‘no’,” she answers with a shrug. “But I figure that if they’re already published, why not?”

 “Because she said ‘no’, maybe?” I retort, turning to face her. My internal alarm bell is starting to go off, and I’m feeling annoyed. Tess seems taken aback by my tone, and I make an adjustment. “I’m sorry. It’s just ... I’m a writer, too. Granted, I write songs. I just know that if I told someone that they can’t read what I’ve written, I would want them to respect my wishes.”

 She seems to consider my reasoning for a moment. “You’re right,” she acknowledges. “I’m just ... going to get back to work.”

 I nod, watching as she steps out from behind the bar and leaves my line of vision. It’s a good thing her back is turned, because I’m glaring at her suspiciously. I wouldn’t put it past her to go ahead and read those stories. Her curiosity seems to know very few limits.

 At Home Bar, it’s busier than usual for a Friday night. It takes us a while, but we manage to find a booth that will accommodate all of us. Ari is already more than a little tipsy, thanks to a combination of Shift Drinks and her abandonment issues. As she drunkenly stumbles toward the bar, she announces with a slur “I’m buying the shots!”

 “Hey. Is your friend okay?” Cody asks, standing next to me at the bar.

 I let out a sigh and quietly answer “No. Not really. She does this every so often. Tonight’s going to be a rough one, and I can’t be there for her this time.”

 “Why not?”

 “I need my rest. Jake’s coming home tomorrow, and I’m meeting him at the airport,” I announce with a smile.

 “Just think. Come Monday, I’ll be out of your hair,” Cody remarks.

 “Nothin’ but a distant memory,” I say with a sarcastic grin. “Any plans for after this job is done?”

 He shrugs. “I handed in a few applications. Something will turn up. Something always does.”

 “This city is so big, I’m sure you’ll find a bar that’s in need of someone to tend it.” I raise my glass to him. “Hey. To new beginnings."

 He chuckles, raising his glass in return. “New beginnings.”

 We down our shots, and I set my glass down. “I’m just going to step outside for a while. Get some fresh air.” I hold up a pack of cigarettes. “Why don’t you go join the others? I’ll be back in a few.”

 Cody nods, and I make my way through the crowd and out the door. I step into the alley, light a cigarette, and lean against the wall. Taking a drag and breathing out the smoke, I stare up at the night sky and smile to myself. Just a few more hours to go, and the man I love will be home.

 I finish off my cigarette, tossing what’s left of it to the ground and stomping it out with the sole of my leather boot. I step out of the alley and turn to the right, pausing when Cody walks out. “Hey! You going home?”

 “Yeah. I’m beat. Just waiting for my ride.”

 “It’s been great working with you. Good luck with lining up another job. I’ll tell Jake you said ‘Hello’,” I say, just before I start to walk by him.

 “Hey,” Cody says softly, and I turn back to look at him.

 He suddenly pounces on me, and I find myself pinned up against the wall with his lips pressed against mine. I let out a whimper of surprise, and I try not to panic. He ends the kiss but keeps my hands pinned, and my self-defense training kicks in. Right now, he’s not in a position where he can hurt me. And so, I relax my body. In one swift movement, I bring my knee up toward his groin. Acting on reflex, he moves his lower half away from me. With him distracted, I have the chance to rotate my arms down, toward his thumbs. This breaks his grip on me, and I maneuver myself so there’s more space between us.

 Cody takes a few steps toward me, and there’s a moment when I think he seems remorseful. But I don’t want him anywhere near me, and so I ball my hand up in a fist. When he’s within range, I haul back and deck him with all the strength I can muster. Though it’s not hard enough to send him to the ground, it is just enough to get my point across and inflict pain. He brings a hand up to his bloody nose, staring at me in confusion.

 Glaring at him, I snarl “Try that again, and I swear I’ll do that and more. Stay away from me.”

 Furious, I make my way back into the bar. I’m a little shaky, thanks to the adrenaline and the shock. And so, I order myself another drink and join my friends at the booth. I stick around for another hour, giving Cody enough time to get lost before I walk home.

 Though my mind is no longer racing, I can’t help but think about what happened with him. What could have possessed him to think that forcing a kiss on me would be acceptable? Why would he think that I’d want him to do that? Did he think I was giving him some sort of signal? Had he been planning it all along? Whatever the reason, I’m glad I’ll never have to see him again. He’s scheduled to work on Sunday, and then he’ll be gone by the time Jake and I come back to work on Monday.

 I think about it for a while, and I decide that it will be best if Jake doesn’t find out about what happened. It would just rile him up and lead him to do something stupid, and that’s the last thing we need. Telling Jake about it would only open up a can of worms, and I don’t want a dark cloud hanging over our reunion. Besides, I already handled it and made it abundantly clear that I want nothing to do with Cody. Maybe punching him was a bit of an overreaction, but at least I got my point across.

 My alarm goes off early Saturday morning, when the sun has yet to come up. Still buried under the blankets, I reach out and fumble for my phone. It takes me a few tries, but I grab hold of it and switch off the alarm. I groan into my pillow, tempted to pull the old “Just five more minutes, Mom!” routine. I didn’t get much sleep, thanks to last night’s events and my excitement over Jake’s return. Maybe my “Welcome Jake back with a bang,” plans will have to be put on hold for a while, because I have a feeling that we’ll both be too tired to do much after we return to my apartment.

 I stumble out of bed and head straight for the shower. I’m not dirty, but I need to stand under cold water for a little while just to wake myself up some more. It doesn’t take long, and I dry off in a hurry. Before I left for work yesterday, I laid out some clothes to wear to the airport. As tired as I still am, I want to look my best. Winter is over and done with, and so I don’t have to dress as warm as I did before. I have opted to wear a pretty, strapless floral dress under a white button-up sweater. A pair of cute sandals completes the outfit.

 After applying some makeup and putting on some jewelry, I enter the kitchen. While I wait for the cab to arrive, I drink a mug of coffee and scarf down a bowl of cereal. I have just enough time to wash the dishes before my cab arrives. I grab the items I’ll need, shut off the lights, and lock the door. I exchange a few words with one of my neighbors, and then I’m down the stairs and in the cab.

 It seems like an eternity, but I arrive at the airport. It takes me a while to find the place where I’m supposed to meet Jake, but I finally track it down. Thanks to the traffic, I’m late. I anxiously scan the crowd for Jake, wondering if he grew tired of waiting for me and decided to take a cab with Simone. I turn my head to the left, and I finally spot him.

 Unfortunately, I can’t say that the crowd instantly parts and that we have a moment when we lock eyes across the room. No, it doesn’t work that way. Instead, I have to work my way through a crowd of noisy travelers in a hurry. “Oof! ‘Scuse me. Pardon me. Ow! That’s my foot! Hey! Watch it, pal! Thanks for nearly running me over, jackass! Watch where you’re going!” I say as I’m jostled about by one person after the next.

 Frazzled and a little disheveled, I reach a spot that isn’t so crowded. Now, I have to scan the area again. Well, great! Where is he this time? I put my hands on my hips and let out a frustrated breath, frowning. This is just ridiculous! Serves me right for expecting a reunion like the ones you see in the movies. You know, where the man and the woman are searching for each other in a crowded airport and then BAM! They have that moment when they see each other and time seems to slow down, just before they rush toward each other and share a romantic embrace. Nooo! I had to have the moment when I wonder if I’m going to be squished to death by a crowd of cranky travelers, only to lose sight of the man I love.

 I run a hand through my hair and try to calm my rattled nerves. And then I hear it: a familiar voice, low and husky, saying “Morning, beautiful.”

 Startled, I turn around and find myself staring up at my love. There he is, standing right in front of me. Some stubble decorates his face and there are bags under his eyes, but he’s still as handsome as ever. The backpack that I loaned him is hanging off of one shoulder, and he’s giving me that smirk of his. I let out a happy squeal and practically throw myself at him, wrapping my arms around him as I relish the very real feeling of his body pressed against mine.

 “You’re here!” I say, my cheek pressed against the soft material of his hoodie.

 I can feel the vibration of his chuckle as he wraps his arms around my waist, pressing a kiss to the top of my head. “It’s good to see you, too.”

 I step back to look at him, beaming as he strokes my cheek with the pad of his thumb. He brings that hand up to the back of my neck, keeping the other hand on the small of my back as he draws me in for one of those kisses that leaves me weak in the knees.

 Okay. So we didn’t have that cheesy, rom-com movie reunion where I ran to him and jumped into his arms. But this reunion? This one is perfect.

@anastacia-lynn

@mypsychoticlove

#sweetbitter jake #jake x oc sweetbitter #jake sweetbitter #tom sturridge sweetbitter #sweetbitterstarz #sweetbitter fanfiction #sweetbitter tv series #tom sturridge

[ao3feed-obikin]

Parting: A Third Event as Twice Befell

read it on the AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/48360850 by CheshireLothCat Obi-Wan is trying very hard to pretend nothing happened between them out there on the Outer Rim. Anakin is... not. And his advances prove to be a lot easier to reject in theory than in practice. Their already complicated situation becomes more tangled when they return to Coruscant. Tensions are rising between the Jedi and the Senate, the Jedi and Anakin, and even Anakin and Obi-Wan. Though he does not always succeed, Obi-Wan always tries to do what is right. And one thing he knows for sure is that he is not "what is right" for Anakin. He failed Qui-Gon. He failed Satine. He cannot fail Anakin, too. Words: 1142, Chapters: 1/14, Language: English Fandoms: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars Prequel Trilogy, Star Wars Legends - All Media Types Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: M/M Characters: Obi-Wan Kenobi, Anakin Skywalker, Padmé Amidala, CC-2224 | Cody, Mace Windu, Yoda (Star Wars), Dooku | Darth Tyranus, Satine Kryze, Qui-Gon Jinn Relationships: Obi-Wan Kenobi/Anakin Skywalker, Padmé Amidala/Anakin Skywalker, Padmé Amidala & Obi-Wan Kenobi, Obi-Wan Kenobi/Satine Kryze, Qui-Gon Jinn/Obi-Wan Kenobi Additional Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Book: Star Wars: Revenge of the Sith - Matthew Stover, Movie: Star Wars: Revenge of the Sith, Obi-Wan Kenobi's Infinite Sadness, Porn With Plot, Porn with Feelings, Rough Sex, Anal Sex, Oral Sex, Choking, Past Obi-Wan Kenobi/Satine Kryze, Pregnant Padmé Amidala, First Time Topping, Comfort Sex, Love Confessions, War, Blood and Gore, Corpses, dead younglings, Alcoholic Obi-Wan Kenobi, Obi-Wan Kenobi is a Disaster, Mildly Dubious Consent read it on the AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/48360850

#IFTTT #Obikin #AO3feed #Star Wars

[psyoniks]

i got bored and doodled 1/4 of my fan kids on my notes app. finally made more kids so cody and cain aren't just homestuck inserts. might actually draw them asp

casy garcia and sean ashley

weird creepy pasta kid and annoying theater kid

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cody dreams on derse and is a mage of mind and sean dreams on prospit and is a maid of heart

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fun facts/random stuff:

cody constantly draws operator symbols on his arm because its fucking cool.

he will spam everyone at 3am in the pestergroup chat to show his shitty proof of mothman. he didn't sleep for 72 hours and was running on coffee. it was just a moth on his window.

speaking of, he's terrified of moths. they're the devil incarnate.

stole his name from the best creepypasta x virus

gets genuinely anxious at the idea of aliens existing. he's going to have a hell of a breakdown at some point.

never shuts up about Pokémon. ever.

most likely nonbianry or smth but he ain't got time to figure that out

likes glam rock, screamo and vocaloid

makes short horror films and likes bringing his cam recorder into the woods next to his house to try(and unsuccessfully)find evidence of the supernatural.

makes multiple dnd character sheets because its fun but never uses them. and because he's a nerd and has no one to play with irl.

plays the electric guitar but he's extremely bad at it.

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he watches way too many shitty romcoms

sean wants to visit paris to have a main character love story moment.

people think he's annoying because he likes to be dramatic for the fun of it and is very theatrical. so he tries to tone it down when he's not alone, but it's pretty hard for him.

he's the type to read a book or write in a journal at a concert to seem 'mysterious' and by the off chance his favorite band invites him backstage to have a tour or some shit(he's so real).

in the theater club at his school, hasn't gotten a lead yet but he will eventually!(he won't)

sean actually has terrible stage freight, but still has a passion the preforming arts, so he joined the club in the spur of the moment to try and get over it

tripped over his own foot during opening night for a musical and ended up starting a fire somehow.

likes high-school musical and glee.

actually plays a sport, soccer.

pretends to know french because it thinks it makes him seem more sophisticated. He does not know french.

hates coffee but drinks it anyways. thinks its 'romantic' since coffee shop love stories are all rage.

reads old boring books that you'd read in english class like the great gabsty because he thinks it make him seem more mature.

he's actually very happy to help out his friends anytime they need something

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cody and sean like to discuss about the conspiracy theories about the cult theater people, the mystery of hamlet curse, superstitions and of the incredibly specific scenario if aliens were to infect humans to sing and dance(tgwdlm real). other than that they like to play video games, though their tastes are wildly different. cody likes horror while sean likes those really bad visual novels, which cody makes fun of. they also both unironically like twilight. cody is team jacob and sean is team edward and they do argue about it.

#homestuck #homestuck oc #fankid #oc #just yappin #doodle #homestuck kid

[mezmatch]

I posted 3,475 times in 2022

That's 3,350 more posts than 2021!

27 posts created (1%)

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I tagged 895 of my posts in 2022

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My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Tech Headcanons I have that make sense for some reason

He loves Lemon Demon (Crosshair introduced him to it and now they listen to it together on shifts)

Likes cinnamon candies

Loses stuff ALL.THE.TIME

He'll blame Wrecker for moving his stuff (Wrecker didn't touch it)

He's a bit uncoordinated cause of the googles

This has led to him bumping into stuff

He fell down the Maurader's ramp once

Crosshair and Wrecker found it hilarious

Loves psychology (He just finds it super interesting!)

Has a journal filled with information about plants and animals on different planets

Is really good at memorizing song lyrics

Apple juice enjoyer

Fidgets a ton

Really likes vanilla candy

Just lays on the floor sometimes (Echo tripped on him once. It hurt)

Has a lil notebook in his belt compartment for ideas cause if he doesn't write it down right then then it's gone forever

Likes chocolate muffins

Sewed Lula for Wrecker (It was actually Crosshair's idea to make it a Tooka. He noticed how much Wrecker seemed to like them.)

Lemon and lime lifesavers

Cream soda lolipops

Has 3 other pairs of goggles because he knows from experience they don't last long enough

Tried blue lenses once (it was a failure)

Likes the color orange

Has an odd obsession with ordo moon dragons

He'd probably be a Ravenclaw

Likes to stay busy cause his mind will wonder

Doesn't like crowds

Had a stick collection at one point (Hunter made him get rid of it cause of fire hazards)

Will pick up leaves and flowers to stick in his journal

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58 notes - Posted January 23, 2022

#4

Echo headcanons I have that just make sense for some reason Pt.2

He likes the color blue (it reminds him of the good ole days)

He reads whatever he can get his hands on (Cook books, gardening magazines, the dictionary, you name it!)

Really likes things that glow

Is a plant boi

A really good baker (Makes amazing cookies)

Knows a ton of constellations

Sunbeams

Likes Mint tea

Dumps a pound of sugar in his Caf cause he hates the taste of the GAR brand

(Crosshair looked horrified the first time he did it)

Picked up some jokes from Fives (He'll tell them to Omega when she's sad)

Used to whittle (he managed to figure out how to do it with one hand)

Type to lay in the grass at night and look at the stars

The one who keeps in contact with everyone (Will message Rex like "Vod did you eat? No? Go eat now.")

Makes sure everyone stays hydrated

Parental figure™

Mother hen ("Wrecker no don't do that! Tech you're going to get electrocuted! Where's Crosshair?!)

Seems like a mix of modern rock and classical music type of listener

Not actually super grouchy all the time! He just hasn't gotten used to Wrecker's snoring yet!

Will absolutely freak out over old ships (Probably Skywalker's fault)

Is weirdly good at finding lost things

("Echo I can't find my- it's on the copilots chair under Hunter's helmet. "Okay?..")

Would definitely pick the m&ms out of the trail mix

(Wrecker is convinced Crosshair's the one doing it. They keep fighting over it.)

Seems like a vanilla ice cream sorta guy or maybe cookie dough

Actually rivals Crosshair's skills with a rifle

(He's a Arc trooper what did you expect?)

They like to have competitions on shore leave

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91 notes - Posted February 13, 2022

#3

Incorrect Codywan Quotes

Cody: Obi wan! I thought you were dead!

Obi wan: No, just in deep cover.

Cody: ...But it was an open casket.

Obi wan: It was very deep

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ:⠀ *⋆.*:･ﾟ .: ⋆*･ﾟ: .⋆☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ *⋆.☾ ⋆*･ﾟ

Cody: I fell—

Obi wan: From heaven?

Cody: No, I literally fell—

Obi wan: In love with me the moment you saw me?

Cody: MY ARM IS BROKEN!

Obi wan: Okay, but do you think I'm pretty? Be honest.

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ:⠀ *⋆.*:･ﾟ .: ⋆*･ﾟ: .⋆☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ *⋆.☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆

Obi wan: I think I'm falling for you.

Cody: Then get up.

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ:⠀ *⋆.*:･ﾟ .: ⋆*･ﾟ: .⋆☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ *⋆.☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆

Obi wan: Did you miss me while I was gone?

Cody: You were gone?

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ:⠀ *⋆.*:･ﾟ .: ⋆*･ﾟ: .⋆☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ *⋆.☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*

115 notes - Posted November 6, 2022

#2

You know what would be great? A clone series. No not the clone wars. Something different. I'm thinking about something with the small moments in between fighting where they would all get to relax for a while. I'm thinking about the clones going out to the 79s to celebrate a victory and maybe getting a little too drunk and doing karaoke and coming back late at night with genuine smiles. The little moments where they would spar or talk or maybe even gossip. The clones chilling in the barracks and playing games that the generals taught them and losing sometimes and not caring because nothing is at stake right then. The clones painting their armor and getting tattoos to memorialize their fallen and remember special moments. The clones laughing and not worrying about the war. The clones out at night on the rare occasion they get leave and looking at the stars and just existing. The clones just being people and finding out what it means to exist even throughout the war. Finding out who they are and being there for one another. Just a show about the clones.

349 notes - Posted June 30, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Me waiting for Ao3 to come back online like-

2,237 notes - Posted June 13, 2022

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[that-one-weeb-but-starwars]

A ball| Tup

Note: they did not need to make him that Pretty

Warnings: no not really, just Tup and Y/n fallin in love and steamy scene at the very end but kinda not really, also this is really long

Reader: female

Part 1 | 2 (in the works)

"Checkmate," Satine spoke.

"Damn it..." Y/n muttered, hand on her chin as Satine had one yet again another game.

Satine smiled at her, as Y/n tried reading the board seeing how it had exactly happened.

"Duchess, excuse me." A guard interrupted their leisurely game outside in the guards of the castle.

"It's no problem, what seems to be the problem?" Satine questioned.

"The preparations for the ball are underway, the royal seamstress says your outfits are done and asks if you both can approve of them."

"Yes of course," Satine spoke, two more guards walking up with boxes.

"Oh. no, I'm quite okay," Y/n responded, resetting the black and clear glass pieces.

"Y/n, you are turning 19, my dear, you'll need to look presentable," Satine spoke.

"Dutchess I believe I look presentable, I'm quite comfortable like this as well," Y/n told.

"I know my sweet child, you've always been comfortable with the bare minimum, but please, let me spoil you for one day," Satine responded.

Y/n was quiet as she set the final piece down, "very well..."

Satine smiled as she stood up to look inside the box and approve the dress, Y/n sat in thought, Satine wasn't her mother, no they looked drastically different after all, Y/n had been left in a bush in the palace gardens, Satine finding the child alone and in silence, busying herself with one of the flowers. Satine had gladly kept the child inside the palace walls until a parent came along, but no one ever came and Satine was suddenly a mother.

"Mistress." The guard spoke snapping her out of thought.

"Oh uh, yes." Y/n spoke standing up from her seat, and looking at the creme outfit with barely a glance, "Yes, it's beautiful, tell the Seamstress 100 thanks."

The guard nodded covering the box as they all bowed and left, Satine frowned, "Come walk. Let's talk my daughter."

"General Skywalker, do, do we really have to go as well?" Tup questioned, droids handing them all dark blue suits almost black in color, and matte.

"Yes, Obi-Wan was double security at this event for the Dutchess, and I agree with him," Anakin spoke, "Separatist parties will be there, Duchess Satine has a knack for being able to convince people, and with Padame they're practically an unstoppable team."

"But," Tup spoke, "Sir a, a party?"

"Diplomatic party, you'll be fine Tup."

Anakin then walked away to let his boys get ready and go get himself ready.

"I look good," Fives spoke checking himself out in the mirror.

"It's nice to wear something besides armor." Hardcase commented, "Makes me feel like a civie."

"A civie that just has thousands of replicas." Dogma argued.

"Oh get the stick out your ass," Jesse argued, "We can have fun for the one time in our life on the job,"

"Hey," Kix placed a hand on Tup's shoulder, "You okay?"

"Huh? Yeah," Tup spoke, "Crowds, uh aren't my thing."

"I'll make sure Rex posts you on the patio outside, you won't be around too many people then," Kix told.

"No, It's fine, I'm on the job- I'll, uh...just focus on that," Tup responded.

"Are you sure?"

Tup nodded as Kix returned the nod in understanding, going back to dressing himself, Tup went over to his bunk to dress, he'd admit, even though he was the same as everyone else in that room, he still felt shy, being a bit leaner than the others he started pulling his armor off to dress in the new outfit, simply putting the outfit over his blacks.

"What- No! Hey I want a titty window!" Fives argued.

"No," Echo demand, buttoning up his brother's shirt fixing Fives vest as well.

Tup stayed silent as he buttoned up the shirt, tucking it into the slacks and putting on the matching vest.

"OH Ho HO!" Fives whistled, "Look at Tup!"

"Yeah, thanks," Tup spoke, fixing the collar of his shirt, and pushing up the sleeves.

"Come on! Let your hair down! We're going somewhere fancy!"

"I'm good." Tup spoke

"He's way to excited for this." Dogma protested causing Tup to chuckle.

"You look nice." Tup commented.

"Uh. Yeah I guess." Dogma spoke.

The two had gotten close due to one another due to being not only regular troopers with no rank, but due to there quietness.

"OH HO HO! LOOK WHO JUST CAME IN! GENERAL TANO!"

The boys turned there head whistling playfully.

"Bad bitch is the house."

She wore a pinstrip pant suit, the lines orange on white fabric and a pair of heels. She laughed.

"We're almost there." She spoke, "Skyguy wants us on the transports now."

Tup followed suit of everyone else. Everyone doing as asked, it was odd, seeing everyone dressed up all fancy and nice.

Y/n sighed.

"Look up madame. They'll be plenty fine gentlemen there." A maid tried to pursuade, "or a woman if you'd prefer."

"Yes. I know." Y/n responded mindlessly, nose stuck in the book about game tactics, her goal to be her mother, "mhm. I've never tried that before."

The maid sighed finishing y/n's hair in the crowned braid.

"Look look beautiful."

"Mhm."

The maid frowned, and there was a knock on the door. It opened as Satine came in, the maid bowing and leaving quickly.

"You're nose still stuck in a book. You remind me much of Obi-wan."

"Is the party over yet?" Y/n questioned flipping the page.

"It hasnt even began my dear." Satine spoke, expecting a comment back Y/n kept silent sitting infront of her simple vanity it black in color and matched the bench she sat on.

Satine walked over, taking the open spot next to Y/n.

"What is wrong me dear?" Satine inquired, "You don't avidly read strategic books unless something is wrong."

Y/n sighed, marking the book with a string and setting it down.

"I. I just don't wish to go." Y/n responded.

"It is much bigger than that isn't it?" Satine refered, catching Y/n in her lie.

"I." Y/n sighed, "I am nervous."

"For what my darling?"

"People." Y/n responded, "I. This. People...it's...I dont have the skills."

"Well of course you do,"

"I've never been out the palace walls, I've never fallen in love, I've never been taken advantage of- I just- Don't know anything about people," y/n defended "I've never even seen another sential species besides the holograms and images in my books that use words. I know every launage out there but have never met there people- I-"

"Calm down, take a deep breathe." Satine soothed, "everything will be fine. I will be at your side. The whole time, and you know me. Don't you?"

Y/n nodded as Satine smiled, "You're turning 19 my dear, becoming a young woman. You can do this, and I will guide you through whatever you ask."

Y/n only nodded once more, "now. Lets put our. Pain killing heels on and make haste shall we? Guest are arriving and I'd like to introduce you to your very first group of friends, but first."

Y/n watched as Satine pulled out a box, "I had something much. Much more elaborate my birthday, but you I know. Like to keep things as simple as possible."

Y/n took the small box in hand. Opening the golden box there was a small golden crown, it reminded her of a laurel wreath, yet without as many leaves, a few littered around the gold band with a stone that was ment to set on her forehead.

"For you're love of nature a green stone." Satine spoke.

"Its beatiful, thank you." Y/n spoke softly pulling it out of its box.

"Allow me." Satine spoke, y/n handing it over and bowing her head, Satine with a smile set the item on her head.

Y/n raised her head back up, "quiet beatiful you have become."

Y/n smiled smallly, "now. Shall we make haste? To make new friends?"

Y/n nodded smally as Satine smiled.

With that they were off, y/n following Satine dressed up nice, and thanked maker for the soleless sandles given to her instead of heels.

Y/n wouldn't lie, when General Kenobi arrived as they walked out onto the royal landing pad she found no interest in him, bowing her head respectfully, she did the same with Anakin. A bit more intrigued with Ashoka, but nothing pictures hadn't depicted. A man stood next to Anakin, who was soon introduced as Captain Rex. Y/n welcomed and thanked him for coming, but besides that, she was silent during the conversation.

"Sir, apologies for interrupting."

"It's fine, Jesse go ahead," Anakin spoke, Y/n watching the man with a large tattoo on his face gave a brief report to his general as the two joined the tight group of talkers.

Y/n was intrigued with the man next to him, hair tied back in a bun as his brother in arms talked. He too seemed the silent type, staying behind Jesse's shoulder rather than next to him, it was a slight difference Y/n realized.

"Lady Y/n, these are two are some of my finest men, Jesse and Tup."

"Lady Y/n" Jesse spoke bowing his head.

"Nice to meet you," Tup spoke nervously, his hand outreached for a handshake, Jesse quickly pulling his brother's hand down who was already a nervous wreck.

"Apologies for my brother! He doesn't know how to act!" Jesse scolded elbowing Tup slightly who was already shaming himself mentally and Y/n could sense it, but Jesse was already dragging him away with an insane amount of apologies as he left. 

Y/n watched as they got far enough away to where Jesse had started to drag Tup by the collar of his shirt.

"Lively bunch aren't they?" Satine questioned Y/n who nodded.

"My apologies Duchess, Lady Y/n. The 501st is not very big on tradition, and neither is there general."  Obi-Wan scolded as Anakin shrugged.

"It's okay." Y/n finally spoke up, causing heads to turn, "I, um, apologizes. Duchess if I may."

"Yes, you can go ahead," Satine spoke worried for the girl as she rushed off quickly. 

"Will she be okay?" Ashoka questioned.

"She has no social skills, and on top that, no friends her age," Satine spoke solemnly, "I wish to help her but she's a closed book." 

"Have I got the perfect trooper for her to make friends with," Anakin responded

"You're not sending Fives or Hardcase over to her, if anyone to watch her it'll be Cody, at least he can stay on task," Obi-wan argued.

"I think me and my master have the same idea," Ashoka smirked.

"I- I'm sorry general- Me?" Tup questioned.

"Yes I need a clone with Lady Y/n at all times, and since she seems to like you after a slip up that could have cost us a whole war," Anakin spoke, "You're watching her,"

"General! I. I can't watch her! I. I. I. I have patrol!" Tup tried to argue.

"Kix is on patrol now, she's supposedly back in her room," Anakin spoke.

"Her- what!?" Tup argued.

"one of the guards will escort you thanks again."

"Wait! General!" Tup argued but he was walking away and waving to Tup happily. 

"Are you the clone trooper known as Tup?" A guard asked walking up to him.

"yes, but wait a minute!-"

"This way." 

Tup had no option but to follow a guard at his back and his front as they escorted him to the room. Anxiety racked his body, his hands clammy and squeezing each other as he gulped, the guards stopping and knocking.

"Mistress your escort is here."

"Oh, yes," Y/n spoke quietly, "He may come in alone."

The guards posted outside her room as Tup pushed one of the doors opened, he walked in silently and closed the door behind him carefully.

Looking straight on the large french doors were opened to a patio. Walking towards the open doors he found Y/n sitting on the floor a stack of books beside her with a chessboard by her side, her knees raised to her chest as her dress was laid out around her.

"I'm uh, your guard for the dance," Tup spoke, his thumb pressing into his palm.

"You can go back, I'm not going," Y/n told him, her mouth and jaw covered by her arms propped on her knees.

"oh, uh..." Tup spoke, not knowing what to do.

Y/n looked beside her, "You can sit, maybe you'll get in less trouble that way?"

He nodded in agreement, taking a seat on one side of the chess board. They sat in silence against the wall. Tup looking down at the pieces of the board set up on their respective sides, his clammy hands couldn't help but move a piece. Y/n looked overhearing the crystal click on the board. Looking down she picked up a piece and moved it, Tup moving his next piece without a word. Y/n looked down at the board, her legs falling from her chest and onto the ground flat as she looked over in thought. Picking up her next piece she took his pawn, setting it down on the side.  As they played they could hear the talk of guests starting to come to the palace. Due to where Y/n's room was it wasn't much to hear, just the occasional burst of loud laughter. 

"Ah yes! Yes!" One laughed spoke loudly, "I love the stars!"

Y/n suddenly came with an outburst the came with the man's hearty laugh, "I have loved the stars to foundly-"

"-to be fearful of the night." Tup finished moving his next piece.

Y/n's moved her gaze up softly then chuckled, "Mythology lover?"

"When I have the time, I mostly learn through tell and hear," Tup responded watching Y/n capture another piece.

It was silent again as Tup captured yet another piece, his eyes drifting over to her stack of books. Eyes glancing over the titles.

"H.P Lovecraft?" Tup questioned Y/n nodding.

"I find his stories interesting, I enjoy the horror genere as a whole." Y/n smiled moving her next peice, "do you like horror?"

Tup nodded, "I do occasionally, again hear and tell mostly."

Y/n nodded, "come with me."

Y/n stood up, walking into her room, Tup watching her.

"Come on." Y/n gestured holding out a hand for him.

He took it gently and was pulled up from his spot on the floor. Y/n led him by the hand into her room and towards a wall pushing on a certain spot a small door opened. Y/n leaned down walking through the door as Tup followed, Y/n closed the door behind them.

"Woah."

Y/n smiled, "the palace library."

"I am the only one who's ever in here." Y/n contuined.

The two walked side by side, out from the side of the room and into the center of the room. Tup turned around to speak, but he watched her pass a dusty window, the sun set passing in through cobwebs and dusty, shining on her think crown, her dress flowly and made up of multiple thin layers of fabric.

He gulped as she turned her head, stopping in her spot.

"What's wrong?"

"I," he started but stopped for a momment, "My name, its. It's Tup. I don't know if you-"

"Remember you?" Y/n questioned, "I do."

She walked up to him a hand extended, "Y/n."

He smiled as they shook hands.

"Tup." He introduced himself once again as they chuckled lightly.

They pulled away, Y/n's hands clasped infront of her.

"Well Tup its very nice to meet you again."

"Its nice to meet you too Lady Y/n."

"Lady Y/n!"

She took a quick step back from her closeness with Tup, clearing her throat.

"Oh thank maker..." the gaurd spoke under his breathe, "the duchess wishes for you to greet your guest."

Y/n nodded softly, "Well. Let's go?"

Tup nodded, the two leaving side by side in silence. They two making there way down to the main set of doors which led to the throne room.

"Lady Y/n." Obi-wan spoke, "The Duchess ask I escort you in while introduced."

"Oh." Y/n spoke looking at Tup he gave her an akwards thumb up, she chuckled and smiled at him with a nod.

Y/n smiled Obi wan extending an arm, Y/n linking arms with the Jedi General. The doors opened as they walked forward.

"Introducing Lady Y/n! Daughter of Dutchess Satine! Next in line for the throne!"

Y/n and Obi-wan walked forward people clearing a straight shot to her mother. Her and Obi-wan walked forward, feeling the stares on her she kept silent. It soon because uncomfortable, feeling the gaze more than just simple admiration or awe. She tensed as they walked making her to the steps to Satines throne. She pulled away from Obi-wan, bowing her head to her mother as she walked up, a smaller throne simplistic like how Y/n liked it and took a simple seat, she watched Tup sneak into the room carefully standing next to a man who had a medical band on his arm with his suit, before everyone started to fill the room again.

Satine stood up, she was making a speech Y/n zoned out, it was a greeting, thanking everyone personally for coming to celebrate Y/n's transition into womenhood.

"That's why I am glad to speak, Y/n's hand is extended for potential marraige candidates!"

Y/n sat up shocked, and Satine thanked everyone once again and took a seat. Everyone going back to chatting.

"Excuse me!? Marraige?" Y/n argued.

"It is a formality you do not have to marry anyone."

"Im not taking anyone into consideration," Y/n defended, crossing her arms and leaning back in her seat.

"Lady Y/n-"

"No." Y/n spoke, she was beyond annoyed.

"Thank you for your time..." he spoke bowing his head and walking away heart broken.

Y/n rejected any man that came up to try and give there hand to her.

Tup watched from afar, Kix and Dogma by his side. Men contuined to go up to her and as more and more did she seemed more and more irratated. He quickly walked away from his brothers would watched him out of confusion.

Watching him walk up to the thrown he started walking up the steps.

"Y/n," Tup spoke, holding a hand out for her, "I'd like to spend time with you, perhaps a dance?"

"Hey! Buddy wait in line!" A man argued but Y/n looked at Tup thanks in her eyes.

The lighting on him seemed perfect, he back lit perfectly, his eyes holding a smile along with his lips. Y/n grabbed his hand lightly as Tup helped her up, the two walking down the stairs hand in hand.

"Thank you." Y/n spoke they now in the crowd of people.

"Seems you needed it," Tup answered as Y/n chuckled.

"To the libary?"

"Actually," Tup spoke quietly, "I'd...like to have a dance with you."

Y/n flushed, "t-that sounds good. Yeah."

It was almost on cue did everyone backed up circling people who wanted to dance, Y/n and Tup in the center of it.

"Um. Tup." Y/n spoke.

"Hm?"

"Do you know how to dance?"

"Oh. Uh." Tup spoke, "no actually, do. Do you?"

Y/n shook her head no. The two laughing together as the music started.

"Suppose we should act like we're doing and maybe we'll fall in?" Y/n laughed.

Tup smiled in return, "I suppose."

The music started as they watched other, a simple waltz. Y/n and Tup luckily able to copy others, hands which once were placed in hand on on him, soon became more intimate, fingers intertwining. Tup's hand moving from her hip to the small of her back, she leaning into his touch just a bit more.

"Not bad." Y/n spoke softly, "we're doing decent."

Tup chuckled softly in return, "I suppose us clones learn quick."

"Clone?" Y/n questioned, "you're a clone?"

Tup looked at her confused, "You. You don't know that?" He questioned confused.

"I." Y/n spoke, "I don't mean to sound, uh, Rude."

Tup frowned, maybe she was an avid clone hater?

"I um. Havent payed much attention, to your face, my apologies." Y/n spoke, a flush coming to her cheeks.

"Am I offensive?" Tup questioned.

"No. No. Not at all." Y/n spoke, "On the contrary actually. I. Find you most appealing, your. Voice and presence is quiet soothing. You're a good man."

It was Tup's turn to flush, spinning her around softly as everyone else did. Her dress picking up just the slightest at the ends. Pulling her back into his grasp, it was sudden for both of them, there chest pressed up against one another, faces close, Tup's hand now across the small of her back grabbing her other hip as he lowered her into a dip, Y/n's arm around his neck as he did.

The claps of everyone was muffled in there ears.

Tup's nose brushing against hers as he tilted his head softly, Y/n stopping him with a hand on hie jaw , and she was raised up again in a flash.

"I. Im sorry" Tup apologized, everyone still clapping as Y/n bowed to him red faced.

"I...must go." Y/n spoke quickly rushing away and into the crowd.

"Wait!" Tup called rushing after her, she rushing out the throne room.

"My lady-"

"Im quiet fine a game of tag is all." Y/n defended rushing off, the urge of wanting Tup so bad fueling her feet as she ran from him.

Tup rushed looking both ways, "Which way did she go?"

"Left sir-"

Tup rushed after her, his shoes clicking against the marble floors of the palace as he ran. Seeing her take a turn up ahead he called her name once more, following her quick steps, she rushed into her ungaurded room and closing the door behind her.

Making it to the doors he panted for a moment, soon calming his breath he knocked on the door.

"Please! Y/n I did not mean to upset you!" He begged, "I. I should have asked asked you! I should have never just jumped into it!"

Y/n quiet as she leaned against the door, her body pressed up against it to keep it closed, he seemed genuinely angered with himself, and worried for her.

"I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable." Tup spoke softly, "I...just..."

Y/n stayed silent listening.

"I. Seen you for the first time walking up with my brother to report to General Skywalker..." he informed, "I had no idea someone could look so beautiful until I seen you, then. Well then we started that chess game."

Y/n's cheeks grew red as she listened, her heart starting to drop its quickly put up walls.

"You just spoke and It was beautiful. I. I'm not good with words either. I." He sighed, "I didn't realize someone like me could have so much in common with you... half the time my brothers don't like any same things as me. And we're all copies of each other."

The knot in her stomach grew as she gulped, "I. Tup. Its not that I'm mad at you."

Tup was surprised to hear an answer, "I. I think you're quiet beatiful, I. I just...I've never..."

"Y/n you do not need to explain yourself to me." Tup told her.

"Just. Let me finish." Y/n spoke calmly, "I've, well. Tup. I. I. I've never kissed anyone."

Y/n stopped waiting for a laugh, or even a 'yeah right', but she got a sincere chuckle trying to break the ice, "neither have I."

It was a surpise to Tup when the door opened softly, Y/n's flushed face being seen due to the light of the hall.

"Are you okay?" Tup questioned Y/n nodding her gaze to the floor.

"We're you being..serious?" Y/n questioned softly.

Tup nodded, growing nervous himself.

"Would you..umm. like too?" Y/n questioned, "kiss me?"

"I..um." tup spoke his face full red, "yes.."

Y/n opened up the door a bit more so he could come in, taking the hint he walked in the room dark. His eyes not having to adjust as the French doors which were uncovered let in moonlight.

Y/n closed the door quietly, locking it behind her so they'd be uninterrupted. He turned his head watching her walk towards him.

Oh maker.

They stood infront of each other nervously, refusing to make eye contact. Y/n with a shaking hand reached out her hand, her fingers dancing along his shoulder as he looked down.

"Tup. I." Y/n spoke, her other arm following her first one on the other side of his head his hands slipping onto her hips.

Nerves in a bundle they tensed in one anothers arms, faces leaning in slowly, noses brushed up against one another. A few of Tup's fingers tapped and tilted her face to the side as he tilted his own face the other way.

"Tup...Im nervous." Y/n whispered against his lips, "what happens if...if i like it too much?"

"I'll do anything you ask me..." he mummbled her hot breathe hitting his lips.

It was silent for another momment, Y/n's eyes slolwy closing as Tup's followed. They leaning in the small space as there lips pressrd against each others. The bundle of nerves melting away and falling into ribbions that slowly started to knot.

The kiss was, cute, nothing more than pressing there lips against one another and then pulled away little space between there lips, a new found hunger filled the both of them, Tup pressing forward in a much more passionate kiss, y/n kissed back, lips dancing against one another. Y/n pushed into Tup. Breathe heavy through the armature kisses. Tup mindlessly picked Y/m up, her legs wrapping around his waist as they contuined to kiss. Walking over to her bed he placed her down carefully, climbing over her body.

Kiss only breaking for air, "Do. Do you want this?" Tup questioned, things had moved awfully fast and turned into a one night stand, love filled relationship neither could explain.

Y/n nodded, "Only from you"

"Are you sure? I don't want you unsatisfied." Tup spoke honestly.

"If its you I'll never be unsatisfied." Y/n told him, the two kissing again, Tup holding his like a peice of glass under him.

"I love you." Tup whispered against her lips.

"I love you too Tup." She spoke back. Tup kissing her once more.

#tcw tup #tup x female reader #star wars tup #twc tup #tup x reader #clone trooper tup #sw tup #tcw x reader #x reader #female insert #part one

[theworldofmakebelieve]

poses

of course I do

awesome

so this is just gonna be me like. rambling for a bit i guess? mostly about the bots but maybe the humans as well im not sure yet

1 all the bots are neurodivergent because i said so

SECOND OF ALL chase <3 my best friend ever who i love so so much He's autistic trust me i know what im talking about. i think he likes the sound of his hands going over stuff like paper so sometimes when he's reading books he'll just brush his hands over the paper a few times because Good Sound. also he's sensitive to bright lights but his visor helps with that so he flips it down when it's bright beacuse ooh ouw lights . chief immediately noticed when chase first started doing this so if possible he'll make the lights dimmer

BLADES <3 adhd and autistic and he's awesome. he spins his rotors when he's excited!!! and he does the flappy hands!! dani does it too and sometimes they'll just be sitting together watching some tv show and blades starts infodumping about something he likes in it and dani makes mental notes of everything so she can talk about it to him later and AUh bonding

boulder isss my best friend and he has a special interest in nature and come on it's basically canon. points at so many episodes. like. come on. don't argue this. he also um. he likes talking with graham about nature and math and stuff and graham likes talking abt technical stuff with him and Cries. they're buddies for realie

heatwave. points at him. grimdark character stuck in a Y7 cartoon. he's got short temper but he doesn't mean to be Mean to people it's just how he is. he's not super great at apologizing when he gets snappy but he tries his best!! words are just hard and he wants to try and explain why he acted the way he did but he can't figure out how to word it and it just gets difficult. this is probably super ooc in relation to how he is in canon but i think he has a space hyperfix, specifically all kinds of stars and constellations he wants to learn everything about them. kade and cody show him earth constellations and he thinks it's really cool, he shows them constellations that were visible from cybertron

#inbox.anon #inbox.babablueyy #user.blue #dialogue.txt #transformers #:)c

[ginger-canary]

Glittery Feelings

A Valentines’ day SofiaPete fic by gingercanary and @lovevalley45​

1735 words

Chapters: 1/1

Fandom: Dimension 20 (Web Series), The Unsleeping City

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships: Pete Conlan | Pete the Plug/Sofia Lee, Pete Conlan | Pete the Plug & Cody Walsh

Characters: Sofia Lee, Pete Conlan | Pete the Plug, Background & Cameo Characters

Additional Tags: Valentine's Day, Fluff, Canon Divergent (in the way of we just think that SofiaPete), ADHD both of them, Glitter

Series: Part 3 of I just think that Sofiapete

Summary:

Sof and Pete participate in the Valentines' day event at Uncommon Knowledge. It's making personalised cards!

click the link here to read on AO3 or enjoy it underneath the cut :)

There were a billion holidays in the world- but Pete always had favourites. There were the obvious ones that brought everyone together- like the winter holidays and Halloween, and ones that seemed ridiculous but worth celebrating, like international pancake day. 

His favourite holiday feature? The way Uncommon Knowledge- his workplace- handled big holidays. His secret most favourite part of that? When Sofia came with him and helped out during those holidays.

~~

“Guess what it’s time for!” Pete yelled as soon as he walked through the front door of Sofia’s apartment. Luckily, Sofie’s mother had moved to a different place or he would’ve had to learn to be presentable at all times.

Through the sounds of the shower, Sofia yelled back at him, “time for you to get in here because we don’t want neighbours to complain?!”

“Right!” He dropped his bag and quickly manoeuvred through the space, kicking off his shoes and removing his jacket in the process. He walked into the bathroom without hesitation, the humidity hitting him like a European summer. As if he knew what that meant. 

Sofia stuck her head out from behind the shower curtain, smiling at Pete despite his timing. “Hiya Petey. So what’s up? Did you have a good day at work?”

Grinning from ear to ear, Pete kissed Sofia. “Yup! They finally told me what we’re doing for Valentine’s day!” He pressed his forehead to Sofia’s wet one. “Also you look great today.” 

Sofia burst into laughter and flicked some water at him. “You’re silly. So what’s the plan for Valentine’s day?” She slipped back underneath the shower stream as Pete tried to fish a flyer out of his pocket.

“I- I left the flyer in my coat. And you’re in the shower so that makes sense. But we’re making our own Valentine’s day cards!” He jumped up and down then put his hands behind his back and batted his eyes. “Will you come and help out with the kids? Please?” 

“That face doesn’t work when I can’t look at you! But obviously I will.”

“Yes!” Pete threw his hands up like he’d scored a big goal. 

Sof laughed from behind the curtain then flicked her hand out. “Now go do something else! I’m showerin’ here!”

With a giant shiteating grin on his face, Pete went to find some dinner. 

 ~~~

Uncommon Knowledge was absolutely covered in pink and red decorations when Sofie and Pere arrived, the table of bargain books gone and covered instead with craft paper, tons of glitter, and just about a million markers and crayons. There was a wonderful display in the kids section with books on romantic love as well as aromantic and asexual stories like Rick by Alex Gino and Hazel’s Theory of Evolution. Pete quickly got the shop ready for the event, only sneaking glances at his girlfriend… five times. In his defence, she looked incredible in her red dress. Plus, the outfit matched her louboutins. 

As the kids started to trickle in, Sofia’s biggest fan was quick to run up to her and pull her away from Pete. He proudly showed her his artistic rendition of the stone angel (Em, for those who knew), then tugged her toward the aro/ace books. “Come, come! This one..” he paused, struggling to explain his thoughts. “Is me?” it came out as a question, an insecurity as he held out a copy of Hazel’s Theory of Evolution, his arm quickly lowering. 

Sofie sat down on her knees and took the book from him, patting his shoulder with her other hand. “Heck yeah little dude, if you see yourself in this book then that’s the book for you.” 

The little boy stood up straight and puffed out his chest. “It’s Hazel and Jacob’s theory of evolution?” 

“It is now, little dude. And hey, talk to me about the book next time you see me, okay? I’ll read it between now and then.” Sof made eye contact with Pete over Jacob’s shoulder and mouthed “can I get this book” at him. 

Pete wouldn’t have said no if it cost all the money in the world. Jacob was a special neurodivergent little kid and Sofie loved him with all her heart. Watching her interact with him just made him fall in love more every time. 

~~~~

After instructing the kids to just make as many cards as they wanted, Pete sat down with Sofie at the table and proceeded to do his level best on a cat drawing for her. It was going fine (La Gran Gata had some feedback but he was doing his own interpretation!) until a little kid leaned over and suggested he add some glitter. So he did. The problem was that the lid wasn’t screwed on properly so instead of lining the cat in a circle of gold, he covered the entire card. And himself. 

“You look like the craft store,” Sofia laughed, glancing up from her glittery cowboy hat drawing. 

Pete stood up and shook as much glitter off of him over Sofia. “Congratulations on your infinite subscription to the craft store.” 

Jacob, sitting next to Sofia, leaned over and whispered something in her ear then handed her a bottle of pink glitter. 

“You’re right,” she whispered back. “Plus, I’ve signed up to clean up so it’s fine.” She stood up, which should’ve been Pete’s sign to run but he was too distracted by the way Sof looked with golden glitter cascading off her dress as she stood on her chair. Then she pulled the lid off the bottle and poured the entire thing over Pete’s head. “Welcome to the queer parade, Petey,” she said as she tossed him the empty bottle. 

Now since children thrive in chaos- naturally, the little girl who’d suggested he add some glitter to his cat tucked a bottle of red glitter into his hand and pulled out a chair for him, presenting it with a theatrical sweep of her arm. Sofia had already redirected her attention to laughing with Jacob, so Pete hopped on the chair and poured the glitter all over his girlfriend. When Sofia turned to him, he shrugged with a smile. “Welcome to the club, bi babe. Do you wanna keep going? We have all day.”

Laughing, she shook her head and glitter went everywhere. “I have to finish my cards!”

“You’re right, me too.” He climbed down and inspected the craft area. “We’ve made a monster mess.”

Eyes full of love, Sofia looked at Pete. “Babe I think we are the monster mess.”

~~~

A few days after Valentine’s Day, Pete dropped by Sofia’s place as usual. “Sofia! I brought coffee!”

“Just bring it to the bathroom!” Sofia shouted back. 

Pete stepped into the bathroom. At first, his focus was on trying to find a spot not occupied by hair products or makeup to set down her latte. 

But Sofia caught his attention by saying, “Look what you did to me.”

When he looked up, he saw that she was in the middle of doing her hair. Her hair seemed shinier than usual in the fluorescent lighting of the bathroom. Upon closer inspection, he realized why - specks of red and gold glitter were still stuck in her hair. 

He tried to hide his laughter by taking a sip of his tea, but it was unsuccessful. “Now your hair matches your sparkling personality.”

“Do you know how much glitter is covering my shower right now? It’s been three days and I’m still combing it out,” Sofia told him. 

“What? You’ve been a hairdresser forever-”

“That makes me sound so old, Pete.”

“-And you haven’t figured out how to get glitter out of your hair?” he asked. 

“I think I missed the course on glitter removal at cosmetology school,” Sofia deadpanned. “It’s a bit of a pain in the ass to get out. How can glitter just get everywhere?”

“At least you don’t have roommates who call a house meeting about why the bathroom looks like a unicorn threw up in there,” Pete said. 

She rolled her eyes, but she still smiled as she put her hair up. “Please, pink glitter isn’t colorful enough for unicorn barf.”

“Yeah, you can tell Cody that.” 

“Happy to.” Sofia turned to give him her full attention. “I thought I’d be easier to get glitter out of your moustache.”

He glanced in the mirror at the pink specks in his moustache. “I kinda rock the glitter moustache. Not as good as the feather beard, but the kids love it.” 

“You’re making me wish I had short hair. Maybe then it’d budge,” she grumbled, taking a sip of her latte. 

Pete chuckled. “It still took me a couple days to get it all out.” He leaned over and gave her a kiss on the cheek. “But you rock it.”

“Well, of course I rock it, Petey,” Sofia replied with a grin. 

“Oh, yeah, before I forget-” He managed to find a place to perch his tea to dig into his pocket. “We were so busy cleaning I forgot to give you my card.”

It was also quite glittery, but at least it matched her hair. She took it and read it aloud: “‘You’re the cat’s meow’? You’re such a nerd.”

“I’m sure La Gran Gata thinks so too,” Pete joked. 

Sofia closed her eyes. “Oh, yep, she agrees. You’re a dork.”

“Okay, as a Vox I know you weren’t actually talking to her-”

“Hey,” she said, interrupting him. “It’s still cute, even if it is dorky. Let’s maybe step out of the bathroom so I can find yours.”

“Haven’t we had our closest moments in a bathroom?” Pete asked. 

“True,” Sofia said, brushing past him. “But I don’t want the humidity messing with the glue.”

He followed her out into the living room, where she had ducked into the closet. It took her a moment, but she emerged with a familiar looking card in hand. 

“Here you go.”

Pete accepted the card. It still had that glittery cowboy hat, way more colorful than the two he still had stashed in his closet. But in Sofia’s handwriting that was halfway between cursive and unreadable, he read the words, “‘You’re the yee to my haw.’”He looked back up at her. “You’re never gonna get over that cowboy hat, huh?”

“It was cute!” Sofia exclaimed. “Happy Valentines’ Day, Pete.”

He leaned in to give her a kiss. “Happy Valentines’ Day, Sofie.” 

#tuc #the unsleeping city #sofia lee #pete conlan #sofiapete #the unsleeping city 2 #tuc2 #dimension 20 #d20 #freckles writes things #and alli writes things so #alli tag

[duchess-of-mandalore]

The Mando’a of “Ben” Kenobi

(and bonus Mando’a fan linguistics for “Korkie” Kryze)

I’m waving my (constructed) language-nerd flag high today! Get ready to learn some Mando’a: Mando’a DIctionary

Though it’s not fully canon anymore, it’s been established that Satine Kryze is the one who gave Obi-Wan Kenobi the nickname “Ben,” which he used as his alias during his years of exile on Tatooine. That information comes from two sources: 

1) the now Legends book Kenobi by John Jackson Miller:

Excerpt read by James Arnold Taylor (start at 3:45): Meeting her [Annileen Calwell] gave me a chance to finally use the name I chose. You'll like this: Ben. I'd seen it on the map at the property office in Bestine; there's some mesa by that name ... Satine used to call me that. 'Twas a private thing ... Still, I liked the sound of it.

2) an unused concept for The Clone Wars series:

Found on the StarWars.com, “Deception” page:

(My guess is that Henry Gilroy or Paul Dini, the writers of the episode, where probably the ones to come up with that tidbit)

Anna and Dave couldn’t figure out an appropriate justification for “Ben” being an affectionate nickname, but that doesn’t mean that fans have stopped trying. A lot of us have turned to the Mando’a language, which is a relatively extensive constructed language, to justify the connection.

So here are several of my favorite fan theories involving Mando’a for how “Ben” became Satine’s personal nickname for Obi-Wan:

1) Ben is a contraction of the Mando’a word beten [BEY-tehn] = “sigh” 

I’ve seen this theory a couple places, but I first learned of it from @kotorswtor​. I love this one because it feels like an appropriate reflection of Obi-Wan and Satine’s argumentative relationship. He frustrates her (and vice versa) and makes her “sigh” in exasperation, and then uses that very word as a nickname, basically as a way to say “WHY ARE YOU LIKE THIS?!”

2) Ben is a play on the Mando’a word kebiin [kay-BEEN] = “blue.” This is a theory I came up with, but that was inspired by SallyK’s fic Blue, in which Satine teaches Obi-Wan the word for blue, because “it’s similar to his surname and she finds that amusing.”

“Kebiin” does indeed sound a bit like “Kenobi,” and with a slight vowel shift, [been] could become [ben], or rather [beyn], which is how I think Satine pronounces it.

Interestingly, Satine sounds similar to the Mando’s word saviin [sah-VEEN] = violet, so together, they have a little color coordination going on.

3) Ben is a play on be’ni [beh-nee] = “the one who belongs to me; the one to whom I belong,” which comes from be = “of” and ni = “I, me”

Probably my favorite of the theories, I found this one in @spectral-musette​‘s Twilight of the Republic Vignettes. The compound word “be’ni” is a fan-created word, but I love the idea of this being a grammatical possessive. Given Satine’s inability to move on from Obi-Wan after 16+ years of being apart, I feel like a term of endearment that’s basically a claim and a vow is very appropriate. She looks at him and says “mine.” And Obi-Wan claiming the name for himself during his two decades on Tatooine bespeaks his own continued and lasting love for her.

Bonus: A lot of us really love Korkie, but some aren’t the biggest fan of his name (though it’s grown on me the longer I’ve been a fan). Here are a couple explanations for the name that I quite like:

1. Korkie is a nickname. I’ve seen this quite a bit in fics, but the ones I recall are Korbin and Korridon. The one that I personally use is Korthuis [KOR-this], which is a Dutch surname meaning “small house,” but which I use for no other reason that it sounds a bit alien, a bit aristocratic, and goes well when paired with Kryze or Kenobi.

2. Korkie is a Basicization (as opposed to Anglicization) of the Mando’a name Koor’kih [KOOR-kee] meaning “promise of the small/promised little one,” which comes from koor = “deal, contract,” and kih = “small.” Koor’kih is a fan-created compound word that was created by Twitter user MintMedic, who was inspired by the idea that Cody’s name is actually Kote [KOH-day, KOH-tay] the Mando’a word for “glory.”

I have tried to give credit to all those who have created these theories. Please feel free to use these theories in your own fics/headcanons, but remember to also give proper credit.

And If you know of any other Mando’a theories that people have come up with, please share them here!

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[djcarnationsblog]

2022_5_8

We're gonna constantly remind you that we don't get annoyed in anyway if you decide to ramble on one of the topics because we enjoy them as much as you- -Pixel

Hmm, speaking of ramble-ish stuff, what's your opinion on like, the Justins having been childhood friends, had a fall-out but they're damn neighbors, bonus points if the parents make them spend time together turning meet-ups

More over an alternate timeline rather canon but it's been, there -Sunflower

XD, thx thx uwu

WAIT, THAT'S A BRILLIANT IDEA

Like, the Justin's first became friends because they realized they had the same name, which was hilarious as fuck to them. Their parents used to call them Disaster 1 and Disaster 2 because they were menaces together. They were really close too, and so were their parents. Carver would often bring Carter snacks too, which Carter would always be hugging him up for, they were practically brothers at that point.

And lets say, their falling didn't happen in a bad way, like most people would think.

The reason for their falling out could be something actually unrelated, like a difference in maturity, or different perspectives they grew into that don't align with each other. And maybe the falling out wasn't bad, it was more like a simple understanding of 'we're probs not gonna get along anymore cause we're so different now, so lets just end it early'. Those two truly believed that they wouldn't be able to get along anymore, so just cut it off early before anything would cut them off on bad terms. A rather mature decision when they were just beginning highschool.

Sad thing is, their parents don't seem to get it, and they're still stuck together anyways, which both of them were just kinda like, 'huh, well this is a fucking predicament'. They've tried to convince their parents about this, but there was no getting through to them, especially with how they were before, their parents don't seem to understand that they amicably ended the friendship before anything truly bad could happen.

So now, it's more like the way they act towards each other is like, a cover up to their friends, because neither would know how to react if it was found out that they don't actually hate each other, but instead are just rather neutral to each other's presence. If they're friends aren't around, they'll even give a little wave to each other in the halls, nothing too much. Just a wave, a simple 'hi' and continue on.

BUT, If we can twist it around juuuuust a little bit. Maybe they still miss that friendship they have, maybe they want to rekindle it somehow, but don't really know how to go about it, being on opposite groups and all. They still wanted to be friends even when they had to end it, which they both acknowledged, but they can't really fix it now that both their leaders hate the fuck out of each other, and both groups aren't on the greatest terms with each other. Not to mention Carver's undying loyalty to Felix, which Carter really wouldn't have cared about as long as it doesn't get his childhood bestie in trouble, or damages any remnants of their past friendship. This would be vice versa for Carver as well.

There's also a little thing that they could have recently started up to show that those feelings of wanting to rekindle are growing stronger, like every Friday Carver sneaks a bag of snacks into Carter's locker, and every Monday Carter supplies him with, idk, books to read? Maybe Carter's the only one that knows Carver's a bitch for reading books, and has read at least half the books in the public library by now-

Also, Carver sometimes catches glimpses of Carter being the literal 'child of the group' as his gang dubbed him, gettin' huffy and shit because he didn't get his hugs from Cody, or sharing his snacks with Justin, Louis showing him the spells in his spell book, maybe even just falling asleep on Edward's shoulder. Carver's just happy he has such a close friendship with his gang. (And sometimes he'll be even a little envious that he can't have that with his own.)

So yeah. Childhood friends amicably ending the friendship on neutral terms, but still really badly want to be friends but don't know how to go about rekindling the friendship in this stage of their highschool life XD.

#DJC Rambles #ibvs #Justin Carter #Justin Carver #shit now I'm hooked on this idea #look what you've done XD