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kcrossvine-art · 1 year

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Heya folks n friends! Today on our LotR cooking series, we're going to be making something inspired by Mrs. Maggot, wife of Farmer Maggot. Originally we were going to do a cream of mushroom soup, but the idea of adding meat as a cheeky lil joke on their last names was too good to pass up. In my mind meat goes better with thin soups than creamy ones.

And thus Mrs. Maggots Meat 'N Mush Stew was born.

(As always you can find the cooking instructions and full ingredient list under the break-)

MY NAMES CROSS NOW LETS COOK LIKE ANIMALS

SO, “what goes in to Mrs. Maggots Meat 'N Mush Stew?” YOU MIGHT ASKFor the stew portion itself we're going to be using a hearty base, aiming for a layering of flavors. If you feel comfortable making a roux, feel free to do so, but I did not due to energy levels and thus the flour in this recipe is only used for searing the meat before its added to the pot.

Cubed beef

Flour

Peanut oil

Beef stock

Dried porcini mushrooms

Carrots, chopped

Onion, diced

Garlic, crushed

Scallion, chopped

Bay leaf

Salt and pepper

Ground red pepper

Cumin

Zatarins gumbo file

For the other mushrooms, were going to cook them separate and throw them in at the end (but they'll have friends to keep them company!!).

Cremini mushrooms, sliced

Half an onion

Carrots

Garlic

Salt and pepper

Thyme

Olive oil

This took about 4 hours in total. If you have a slow cooker itd probably be easier to use that, but as is isn't too bad either. I mostly worked on commission stuff in the kitchen in-between stirring. "The best food is the one you don't have to make, the second best food is the one you don't have to think while making."

AND, “what does Mrs. Maggots Meat 'N Mush Stew taste like?” YOU MIGHT ASK

HOT HOT HOT

Tastes like walking from the cold into the cramped but cozy bar your friend works at

Meat was so tender and juicy, melts in your mouth. Makes you cry

It wanst actually carmelization but the onions had a hint of tasting caramelized

Mushrooms- a strong umami flavor with a bit of smokeyness

Once you get that Perfect level of gumbo file, it just makes every other element stick out more

Like an energy booster for the ingredients

A spotlight on the bay leaf, and oils, and spices

. If you don't want to use beef, feel free to use vegetable stock instead and replace the cubes with strips of king oyster mushrooms. Exclude the flour but still cook them in the pan. . this isnt officially part of the recipe since im not sure itd be 'on theme', but feel free to start your rice cooker around the 3 hour mark so you can have some hot rice ready for serving as filler.

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When I was looking through food and food mentions in LotR, Mrs.Maggot just stook out to me. 'Queen amongst farmers wives' is both really sweet and a fuckin killer description. What a legend. I wanted to do something based on her and our two options were either beer, bacon or raw mushrooms. Beer while very appealing is also not something you can whip up in a day, while raw mushrooms have a chance of killing my beloved readers. I don't want to talk about me and bacons sordid past.

And so as praise to this funky farmer women, may you add this stew to your collection of potpie, lasagna, and roast recipes.

Did i mention i started my first grease fire when making this? Yeah. Don't cover any empty greased pan even if your intent is to keep water from splashing into it.

Anyway, this recipe is a solid 10/10 (with 1 being food that makes one physically sick and 10 being food that gives one a lust for life again.) The partner has already made me pledge to cook it again hehehe

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Ingredients:

2 lbs cubed beef

A little bit of flour to 'tumble' the meat in, in a bowl

Peanut oil to sear the beef, as needed

3 kilograms beef stock

28g dried porcini mushrooms

4 carrots, chopped

1 white onion, diced

4 cloves garlic, crushed

1 scallion branch, chopped

Salt and pepper to taste

Ground red pepper to taste

Cumin to taste

3 bay leafs

A pinch of Zatarins gumbo file

Ingredients… . . TWO:

1 lb cremini mushrooms

Half of a white onion, diced

1 carrot, chopped

2 cloves garlic, crushed

Salt, pepper, and thyme to taste

Olive oil as needed to pan-fry

Method:

Put the porcini mushrooms into a bowl, add enough warm water to cover. Give them roughly 20 minutes, or until softened and the waters turned color.

Cut the carrots, onion, and garlic.

Get a large pot with a lid, pour in your stock (or water and bouillon cubes). Pour in the porcinis and the mushroom water. Turn the burner to medium-high.

Add your bay leaves, carrots, onion, and garlic to the pot. Add extra salt if you'd like.

Tenderize and cut your beef into roughly 1 inch cubes.

In a small bowl, pour a handful of flour along with pepper, cumin, and ground red pepper. Mix until combined.

Lightly toss each cube of beef in the mixture, get a little coverage on each side.

Heat a frying pan to medium heat and add peanut oil. If using an electric stovetop it will take time to heat up.

Add some of your beef cubes to the pan, don't overcrowd it. Flip to check sides are a light brown with dark brown edges, its good for some pink/red to poke through.

Add beef cubes to the pot when done, careful of splashing.

Keep doing this in batches until all beef cubes are added.

Once the pot has reached a simmer, turn the heat down a few notches and cover.

Set a timer for 4 hours. Taste test every so often. Aim to stir the pot every 10-15 minutes.

(You can do steps 14-21 immediately or optionally wait a bit)

Rinse and dry your cremini mushrooms.

Slice them vertically. Cut the carrots, onion, and garlic.

In a frying pan on medium-low heat, add olive oil, carrots, and onion. Keep the vegetables moving! When they start to change texture, add your cremini mushrooms.

Bring the pan up to medium heat.

Once your mushrooms have cooked off the liquid inside, theyll start turning a deeper brown. Add the garlic. Keep! the! vegetables! Moving!

If the pan gets overcrowded, take some out and set it aside in a bowl. Smaller batches.

This process took roughly 15 minutes, but youll know its done once everything has a nice sear on it and the garlic is brown but not burnt. Add salt, pepper, and thyme to taste.

Set everything aside in a bowl.

Once the 4 hours are up the meat should be cooked all the way through and tender enough to pull apart. Strain the bay leaves out. Cut and add scallions. Add the bowl with cremini mushrooms.

Add a pinch of gumbo file to start, stir and taste test.

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hugmekenobi · 9 months

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S2: The Bad Batch (10)

Chapter Ten: Retrieval

Gif by @dreamswithghosts

Hunter x femaleJedi!reader

Series Summary: Some time has passed since everything that happened at Kamino and you and the Batch are trying to figure out your place in the rapidly changing Imperial galaxy. And you're having to do all this whilst figuring out where your relationship with Hunter fits into it.

Chapter Summary: Luck seems to shift in your direction as you discover the location of the Marauder but getting it back will still be a challenge.

Masterlist for S1

<Previous Chapter

Genre: Friends (idiots) to Lovers (we're in the lovers stage now)

Chapter Warnings: Canon-typical violence, swearing, mentions of food, feelings of sexual frustration, reader can't handle Hunter in this episode/chapter (cause I couldn't lol), mentions of Hunter's enhanced senses, light fluff with mild spice (flirty dialogue, making out, briefest hints of competence and authority kink)

Word Count: 5.2K

Author's notes: Pretty much stay on the episode plot here, just added a lil something extra at the end! Hope you enjoy! Excited to begin work on Ch11 :)

The wind howled as you, Hunter, Tech, and Wrecker continued working on the repairs of the very run-down speeder you had found in the spaceport.

Wrecker tossed his head back with an aggravated grunt. “I’m bored, I’m hot, and I’m starving.”

“I told you to preserve your rations.” You said with a small sympathetic smile.

“Well…” Wrecker sighed. “… I got hungry.” He tried to hammer in a part of the speeder, but it immediately fell back out. He dramatically sat away from it. “We’re wasting our time.” He grumbled. “This skiff’s a heap of junk.”

“Yes, but with a few repairs, it’ll be a slightly operational heap of junk.” Tech countered. “The energy cells have just enough power to get us to the town on the other half of the hemisphere.”

“Power?” Omega mused from where she was sitting. And then it hit her. She stood up excitedly. “We forgot about Gonky. He’s still on the Marauder.”

“I’m afraid since the thief disabled the ship’s transponder, we will not be able to locate him.” Tech said.

“Not the ship. I mean we can track Gonky.”

Brilliant. You applauded whilst Hunter nodded and smiled in her direction.

“Oh. Ingenious idea.” Tech praised. “Try doing a trace on his binary reference code.”

“On it.” Omega said determinedly as she walked over to the satellite.

Wrecker chuckled. “Don’t get your hopes up, kid.”

You chucked him a spare ration bar of yours which he eagerly accepted. “Shut up and keep working.” You said with a grin before you got back to your section.

“I’m getting a reading. I think I found Gonky!” Omega said with a gasp.

Wrecker released an absentminded laugh before he registered what she said. “You- What? You found him?”

Omega walked over to Hunter and Tech and showed Tech the datapad. “His signal is 100 kilometres east. If Gonky’s still on the planet, the Marauder must be too.”

“Let’s get this thing running and find out.” Hunter said.

Once the repair work was complete, Tech started directing you all to where you needed to sit in order for adequate weight distribution. He then told you and Hunter where to go.

Hunter nearly choked as he heard his brothers instructions.

“Sit on his lap?” You repeated, your mouth going dry. That was quite possibly the worse thing Tech could say to you right now. Situating yourself like that would not help quash the ever-present sexual frustration.

“Yes.” Tech replied simply before he got in position and powered up the speeder.

You refused to look at Hunter as you sat across his lap. Helmet or not, having that type of eye-contact would serve to make things worse. You kept your head down and your hold on his shoulders was anything but relaxed as Tech got the speeder in motion.

Hunter had an iron grip on your hips and his fingers were wrapping themselves tightly in your clothing. The jolty speeder ride was only adding to the pain of keeping himself under control.

It felt like eternity before you reached the destination.

Well, that was uncomfortable. Youlet out a deep sigh as you moved off him.

“Not exactly the word I would use.” Hunter mumbled as he stood up.

The five of you stared at the town in the distance ahead.

“Gonky’s signal is pinging from down there. I’m reading minimal life-forms in his proximity but an unknown number in the subterranean level.” Tech divulged.

“This place looks worse than the abandoned spaceport.” Wrecker said.

“We’ll do a split approach. Stay alert.” Hunter ordered.

“What am I gonna do with a defective power droid?” Benni said to the droid in front of him.

“That’s our defective power droid.”

Benni cowered at the voice turned around to see two armoured men staring down at him.

“Now, where’s our ship?” Hunter asked the young boy.

“Oh… You see, the thing is-” Benni dashed to the side and made for his speeder.

Hunter and Tech just shared a non-concerned look. They’d expected as much.

Wrecker stuck his arm out as the bike rounded the corner and the kid wiped out from his speeder.

Benni got up and tried to run again but he was forced to back down by a young girl with a bow and a woman pointing her blaster at his face.

“Why is it they always try to run?” You said, your tone filled with boredom as you holstered your blaster whilst Wrecker grabbed the boy and the four of you headed back in the direction of Hunter and Tech.

“Beats me.” Wrecker said before he tossed the kid to the ground in front of their lost droid. “Hey, Gonky, you okay?”

The droid let out a few cheery sounding chatters.

“What do you care how that thing’s doing?” Benni asked. “It’s just a beat-up old battery.”

“Not to us.” Omega said fiercely.

“Let’s try that again.” Hunter said to the boy as he took off his helmet. “Where’s our ship?” He asked aggressively.

“Can you be more specific?”

“The one you stole yesterday.” You clarified, finding his stall tactic unamusing.

“Oh, right. That ship.” Benni chuckled nervously. “Well, Mokko has it. He gave me the droid as a gift.”

“And who is this Mokko?” Tech asked.

“Who’s Mokko?” Benni repeated, stunned that none of you had any idea about him. He stood up. “He runs this whole town. He’s the boss. Your ship’s his now.”

“Yeah, we’ll see about that.” Wrecker barked.

“Take us to it.” Hunter ordered the boy as you all closed ranks a bit more to back him further into the corner.

“No way. I can’t help you go against Mokko. You don’t know what he’s done for me.” But one quick growl from the tall one had his shaky resilience crumble. “All right, all right. I can show you where your ship is. But if you get caught, you don’t know me.”

“Techno Union ran this mine during the war, but Mokko took over when they were forced out. He’s kept this operation running ever since.” Benni elucidated as he showed you all what lay below.

“So, you’re an ipsium miner and a ship thief?” Omega challenged.

Benni turned back to the girl. “Mokko says they’re useful skills.”

“Stealing’s not a skill.”

“It is when you’re good at it.”

Tech brought up a holomap. “The central portal is ray-shielded, and all subterranean entrances appear to be guarded in shifts.”

“Ah, we’ve stormed tougher strongholds than that.” Wrecker said, dismissing any potential threat.

“You can’t use blasters inside an ipsium mine. You’ll destroy everything and everyone in there.” Benni pointed out. “Cut your losses now.”

“There is one covert infiltration point.” Tech said before he pointed it out. “From there.”

A large cloud of exhaust left the top of it.

“Figures.” You said with a sigh.

“The stack has a lower access hatch inside. If timed correctly, we can rappel down between exhaust cycles.” Tech explained.

Hunter looked at it through his macrobinoculars. “How big of a window is there?”

“Sixty seconds.” Tech replied.

“Plenty of time.” You and Omega said together.

“Glad you’re all so confident, but getting cooked alive wasn’t on my agenda. Good luck. I’m rooting for you.” Benni got up and turned to leave.

You placed your hand on his shoulder to prevent him from going any further.

“You can go once we have our ship back.” Hunter said coolly before he signalled to you to let him go.

“Oh, boy.” Wrecker said anxiously as he looked down from the top of the exhaust vent at the town. He really needed to stop doing that. It was then though he noticed the boy trying to slip past. He grabbed him and led him over to where the rest of you were.

“Set.” Hunter told Tech.

“On my mark.” Tech replied as a rush of steam was released.

“This is a very bad idea.” Benni fretted.

Please be careful.

Hunter nodded at you before he went over to the edge of the vent.

Tech’s timer beeped. “Now.”

You were glad your mask was on because it meant you could appreciate how much of a show off he was being without drawing attention to yourself. He didn’t have to stand up like that and he didn’t have to gracefully tip over the side like that, but he did it anyway. He was playing with the time he had, and you found it both attractive and amusing. You only hoped that would be the main thing you were feeling as he did this since you knew even the simplest appearing tasks tended to go wrong so you watched closely from the top as he made his way down.

Hunter got just over halfway down before he had to stop as a droid entered the bottom of the vent. He waited quietly as the droid analysed the area.

“You said it was unguarded.” You hissed at Tech. Now you were starting to get nervous. Sixty seconds had felt like plenty of time but now it was disappearing rapidly.

“It was at the time.”

“Thirty seconds.” Omega whispered.

“He’s not gonna make it. I’m telling you. You gotta bail before it’s too late.” Benni said in a panic.

“We don’t do that.” Omega replied.

“This is not good. This is not good.” Benni fretted.

Omega gasped as he knocked the torch out of her hand, and it started to fall.

You got ready to reveal yourself and stop it, the trouble it would cause being worth it if it protected Hunter’s cover, but you didn’t need to. What a show off. You thought to yourself as you watched him catch it. Despite the nerve-wracking situation, you couldn’t help but have a moment of falling victim to the base feelings attraction. The entire build up was filled with small, subtle moments that highlighted his skills and they were enough to get your blood to run hot. If you weren’t already too far gone and in love with him, you’d have been embarrassed at how easily he was able to reduce you to a hot mess.

Those feelings swiftly evaporated as you realised time was still ticking away. “Hunter, you have to move.” You urged into your comm.

Hunter pushed off the wall to move a few more metres down before he pushed off the wall and leaped towards the droid. He tackled it and used the momentum of tumbling forward to kick the droid over him. He got to his feet quickly and parried the hits from the droid. When there was an opening, he pulled it towards him and pushed him into the middle of the vent. He opened the door and dived through just as time ran out.

You all ducked as the hot exhaust exited the vent.

Hunter checked the space ahead before cleared the steam. “All clear.” He said into his comm.

Benni glanced warily between all of you. “You definitely aren’t ipsium miners.”

“Nope. You stole the wrong ship.” Omega said smugly.

You all slid down the wire and joined Hunter in the next corridor.

“Let’s move.” Hunter said.

You gave him a meaningful glance but ignored the questioning tilt of his head as he caught your eyes.

Benni held a finger to his lips as he glanced back behind him before he looked on and waited for the right moment to move out.

You took in the scenes in front of you. The various doors and settlements built within the mine were all connected by a series of bridges, and it appeared the workforce consisted of children and young adults that were watched on by security droids. It was by no means a safe environment and you knew these kids were being mistreated in some way or another.

“The conditions of this mine are less than ideal.” Tech commented.

“It’s because the ipsium’s become degraded.” Benni explained. “Mokko had to lower wages just to keep this mine up and running. At least we’re still working.” He changed the subject as he saw a gap opening up. “Your ship’s in the upper garage bay across from the central tower. Come on. I know a shortcut.”

Hunter caught his shoulder before he moved. “No tricks.” He warned.

“Hey, I’m not trying to get caught either.” Benni said by means of reassurance. He led the way to the garage.

You all had removed your coverings once you realised the garage was secure and you saw the welcome sight of the Marauder.

“Well, there’s your ship.” Benni stated as you all walked into the garage. “I held up my end of the bargain, so I’ll be off.” He turned on his heels and went to leave.

“Hang on.” Tech held a hand out to keep him from turning back. He walked over to examine the ship. “The hyperdrive has been removed.”

The rest of you glared at the young boy.

“You didn’t ask me what condition it’d be in. How’s that my fault?” Benni said defensively.

Wrecker lightly shoved the kid in the back and walked off with a frustrated growl.

“Relax. It’s not a complicated fix.” Benni said breezily.

“It better not be.” Wrecker growled.

“Grab the hyperdrive. Let’s make this quick.” Huner ordered Wrecker whilst you and him got to work on checking out the rest of the ship.

“What about the ray shield? We still need to shut it down.” Omega reminded you all.

“You can only do that from the central tower.” Benni stated.

“Let’s go.” You said as you half turned to face him.

“No way.” Benni objected. “You stick out too much. If you don’t trust me to go alone, she’ll blend in easily enough.” He indicated to the young girl who was still stood next to him.

Hunter considered the proposition for a moment before he spoke to Omega, “Don’t let him out of your sight.”

Tech walked over and handed a spare datapad to Omega. “Transfer the data onto this and I can access the shield remotely.”

“Let’s go.” Omega got ready to hassle out, but the boy stopped her with a scoff.

“Not looking like that.” Benni said before he handed her his jacket.

“How’s is looking?” Hunter said into his comm as he kept a lookout for any potential trouble.

“I can get most of the systems back online easily enough, but we are not going anywhere until we get the hyperdrive reconnected.” Tech said from inside the ship as he lay underneath the main console.

“We’re working on it.” Wrecker replied testily as he held another part in place for you to secure.

More time passed and you were now keeping guard with Hunter on top of the ship since Tech had insisted that he do the next set of repairs himself and you were fine with that- you knew he’d be faster, and he knew the ship better than you.

“The motivator is installed, but I still have to connect the primaries to the guidance system and adjust the navicomputer.” Tech commed in from where he was now under the ship.

“Weapons system’s online.” Wrecker added.

“We’re not engaging.” Hunter informed. “The situation for these kids is bad enough.”

“Mokko appears to be using his powers and means as leverage over his workers. It is a similar tactic used by the Empire.” Tech theorised. “Although, this operation is on a smaller scale.”

It was then you saw from your position two kids climbing up the ladder to the garage. You nudged Hunter’s arm and the two of you hid behind part of one of the wings of the ship.

“Didn’t Bryce and Hugh say they removed the hyperdrive?” One of the kids asked his companion as he studied the scene in front of him. It was then he saw two men working below it. “Hey, who are you?”

“Uh, Mokko sent us.” Wrecker said.

The wary looks the two boys gave each other didn’t fill you with confidence. You and Hunter jumped down and slowly approached them.

“Easy.” Hunter said steadily.

“We’re just here for our ship.” You said calmy but it wasn’t any good. The two boys darted back down, and you and Hunter were left with little choice but to follow them before they blew your cover.

“Get the engines online.” Was Hunter’s last order to Tech and Wrecker before he followed you down the ladder.

“Any luck with the shield code?” Benni asked tiredly. She had been at it for a while now and was showing no signs of being any closer.

“Not yet.” Omega said as she stayed focused on her task. “Most of this data is just Mokko’s profit reports. I thought you said the ipsium here’s degraded.”

“It is.” Benni replied.

“Not according to this.” Omega said as she studied the numbers on the datapad.

“Let me see that.” Benni approached her and looked at the screen but then, thanks to his earlier actions of alerting Mokko to their presence when they had first entered the room that he was now immediately regretting, Mokko and two security droids came through the door.

“My thief caught another thief. Nicely done, Benni.” Mokko said gleefully as he limped towards the young girl. “I’m impressed. Where are the others?”

Omega gave Benni an accusatory look before she was back up further by the imposing creature in front of her. Mokko looked to be more machine than anything else.

“Garage bay.” Benni answered glumly. “Sorry. I had to.” He said to her.

“That’s my boy.” Mokko praised. “The title of top earner is definitely in your future.”

Mokko left first and Omega was escorted out by the two droids, leaving Benni with the datapad.

You and Hunter ran sprinted through the door and glanced around but you couldn’t see the two boys anymore.

“Dammit.” You whispered, more to yourself if anything. Then Tech’s voice came through the comm channel.

“The hyperdrive is nearly online.”

Hunter sighed as he responded, “We lost our spies.”

“And they called in backup.” You said as you saw more people walk on the bridge in the distance. You and Hunter pulled out your blasters and kept your eyes on the bridge.

“It appears we have uninvited guests.” Mokko said as he walked across the bridge. “Care to show yourselves?”

Tech and Wrecker instantly came through the door that opened onto the bridge with their blasters drawn.

“So, you think you can come here and steal from me?” He asked the intruders angrily.

“Technically, this ship belongs to us.” Tech disputed.

“Not anymore! And I’d rethink the blasters.” He chuckled sinisterly. “One stray shot, and we’re all done for.”

“We don’t miss.” Wrecker said confidently.

Mokko merely laughed again. “I believe you, but I think you’ll reconsider.” He indicated up to a half-built bridge where the young girl he’d captured was being dragged to the edge of.

You all looked up to the sound of Omega’s struggles and immediately the stakes had changed.

“Lower your weapons, or she goes over.”

Tech and Wrecker dropped them slightly.

You also put your away whilst Hunter brought out the grappling hook from his pack.

You could tell what the type of plan that was formulating in his head. You or me?

“Probably better to have you on standby in case this doesn’t quite go to plan.”

Just make sure it goes to plan.

“Trespassing and attempted theft. Ten years in the mines seems like a reasonable punishment, if you survive that long.” Mokko sneered at the two men. “Take them below.” He instructed his workers.

Wrecker and Tech shared a nervous glance as the kids advanced towards them.

“Stop!” Benni yelled as he came out of Mokko’s office with the datapad that illuminated the lies he and his fellow earners had been told.

“Not now, kid. I’m busy.” Mokko said dismissively.

Benni wasn’t going to be dissuaded and he everyone deserved to know the truth. “You lied to us, Mokko. The ipsium’s not degrading! You’ve been cutting us out and keeping the profits for yourself!”

“That’s a lie. Don’t listen to him!”

“You never cared about us at all.” Benni spat angrily. “And I have the proof right here.” He held up the datapad.

“Let me see that.” Drake took it from him and saw the truth for himself. He scoffed, “What’s going on, Mokko? We toil down in the mines while you enjoy the spoils?”

Mokko could feel the odds turning against him as all the kids stopped paying attention to the two soldiers and were now fixing their gazes onto him. “I was taking my share! None of you would’ve survived without me! Don’t forget that.” He nodded to his droids to take up position both in front and behind him before he then turned his attention to the droid with the young girl. “Throw her over!”

Omega saw the grappling hook wrap around one of the bridge posts and she knew what she had to do as the droid started to drag her to the edge. She held onto its arm and waited for Hunter to get closer and once he was, she used all her strength to pull the droid over with her. The droid past her and fell into the chasm below but she reached out her hand and found Hunter’s who held onto her tightly as they followed the line of the grappling hook back to the bridge.

Hunter guided her onto his pack and she climbed onto his shoulders to get back onto firm ground.

Such a beautiful fucking show off. You thought to yourself with a longing sigh as you watched him catch Omega and they both successfully made it back to the bridge. You drew your blaster again and watched for what was going to happen on the bridge next.

“No one’s going to take what belongs to me.” Mokko said, his panic rising as his ranks closed in around him. “Take care of all of them!”

Tech and Wrecker each fired a shot that disabled the droids before they had a chance to follow Mokko’s order.

Mokko raised his cane as his head darted between the two groups surrounding him. “I’ll deal with you myself.”

You fired a shot that skimmed the right by his foot and that, plus the added momentum of the careless swing of his cane as his ranks closed in on him saw him go over the side of the bridge.

Mokko’s cane caught on the bars, and he dangled helplessly.

“Grab my hand!” Benni cried as he reached between the bars for Mokko.

Mokko merely sniggered and used his mechanical claw to get a tight hold of Benni’s outstretched hand and tried to pull him through. “You never should’ve crossed me, kid.”

Benni grunted in discomfort but was grateful to the hands that kept him secure. He could only watch as the grip Mokko’s other hand had on his cane failed him and he fell screaming into the abyss below.

With Mokko’s reign ended, the five of you were able to get back to your ship and get ready to leave.

You stood by Omega and Hunter whilst Tech performed some final checks and Wrecker greeted Gonky.

“Good to have you back.” Wrecker said with a chuckle as he lifted Gonky.

You caught the exchange out the corner of your eye, and it made you smile.

“Here’s your stuff.” Benni said as he steered the platform in front of the three of you.

“All of it?” Hunter asked with a firm stare.

“Yeah, don’t you trust me?” The immediate silence to Benni’s question was answer enough. “Okay, that’s fair. But it’s all there.”

You and Hunter took it over to the ship, leaving Omega alone with him.

“So, what will all of you do now?” Omega asked.

“I guess we’ll keep mining ipsium. It’s what we know.”

“You can be whatever you want.” Omega said encouragingly. “It’s a big galaxy. You don’t have to stay here.”

“It’s not so bad. And with Mokko gone, we’ll all be getting an equal share of the profits now.” A voice in the distance got his attention.

“Benni, chow time!”

Benni waved over in acknowledgement before he focused on the young girl again. “Thanks for showing me the truth. Hey, if you ever need a thief, I owe you.”

Omega smiled as she watched him go before, she got lost in thought.

“What is it?” Tech asked, noticing her demeanour as he approached her.

“The Empire’s not the only threat.” She turned to face him. “We’ve seen so many in the galaxy like Mokko.”

“Unfortunately, yes.” Tech agreed solemnly but he looked back to where the rest of you were putting the stuff back in the Marauder. “But there are many like us as well. And that is something.” He said with a slight smile as he rested a hand on her shoulder.

The two of them joined the rest of you on the ship before it took off.

“You’re supposed to be following the examples of the others and be sleeping.” You chastised quietly as Hunter came to join you in the cockpit. He was in his sleep clothes with the necklace you’d given on display. It was a sight that never failed to get your heart beating just that extra beat faster.

“You’ve spoiled me. It would seem that getting to sleep is more difficult without you next to me.” Hunter admitted as he came to sit in the chair opposite you. “Anything to report?”

“Not a thing.”

“Makes a change.” Hunter mused.

You nodded in agreement and ran your hands up and down your bare arms. “You know we’ll have to get in touch with Cid at some point?” You asked carefully.

Hunter released a tired sigh and hunched over. “I know. Figured I’d let us all catch up on some rest and then bite the bullet.”

“And the plan is still to part ways?”

“Yeah. What just happened proved we can’t stay with her. Don’t exactly know where we’ll go but…”

“We’ll figure it out?” You guessed with a smile.

Hunter huffed out a laugh. “Exactly.”

“Sounds good to me.” You moved from your seat and crossed the short distance to stand in front of him.

“Thought you were on watch?” Hunter said with a smirk as he leaned back to allow you to sit, and he let his hands fall to your hips.

“Lucky for me, there’s another set of eyes here.” You threaded your hands through the ends of his hair and tilted his head back.

Hunter suppressed a groan, “This isn’t- this isn’t very professional.” His voice lacking any sort of authority that he was only unenthusiastically trying to find anyway.

“Would you like me to call you ‘sir’ then?” You flirted as you brought your lips to temptingly close to his, but you didn’t close the distance yet.

“Fuck.” Hunter rasped.

“Or ‘sergeant’?” You breathed against his lips.

Hunter sighed deeply. The limited willpower he possessed was rapidly evaporating.

“Or I can stop.” You offered sincerely. You traced the small Jedi symbol on the necklace and pulled back to look at him properly.

Fuck, no, he didn’t want that at all. “It’s just- I don’t know if there’s time for- or even if we should-”

“I know. Wrecker takes over in ten minutes. Let us have this.” You knew things couldn’t get too hot and heavy with the limited time you had, and you didn’t want things to extend that far given the current living situation but you both just needed a moment, not matter how small. You bridged the gap and kissed him.

Hunter’s hands caressed your back as he kissed you back. “I noticed some interesting things on this past mission.” Hunter said as he broke away and let you plant some light kisses to his neck and jaw.

You recognised the teasing and inviting lilt in his voice, but you played along. “Oh yeah?”

He curled a finger under your chin to stop you and bring your eyes to his. “There were quite a few instances were your heartbeat and body temperature skyrocketed.”

You couldn’t prevent a natural reaction to seeing him be as capable as he was during the mission, but you should’ve known it wouldn’t have gone unnoticed. “I don’t um know what you could possibly be uh referring to. You’re mistaken.”

It was Hunter’s turn now to take his time paying attention to you. You were also in your sleep clothes, so he had free reign. His lips left a trail across your clavicle. “I’m not wrong about this sorta thing. It’s in my genes to be right.”

“First time for everything.” You deflected, biting back a sigh as you let your head hang back to give him more access to your neck.

“You’re squirming.” Hunter teased quietly.

“I am not.” You argued half-heartedly as you were becoming more focused on the feeling of his lips on your bare skin.

“You are. Don’t really think I’ve seen you squirm before…” He trailed off to focus his ministrations on the sensitive spot just behind your ear. His lips grazed the shell of your ear before he murmured, “What was it?”

You couldn’t resist. You could bare the humiliation so long as he just kept doing what he was doing. “You, you ass.”

Hunter smiled against your mouth. He kissed you softly before he turned his attention to the other side of your neck. “Keep talking.”

“You were- you were just so unnecessarily capable and- and you were showing off with it. And dammit it you looked really fucking hot. Is that what you wanted to hear?” You let out a soft groan as he gently bit down on your pulse point.

“I should do things like that more often if it gets you like this.”

“You’re just saying that cause I’m on your lap as I’m doing it.” You said shakily as an attempted deflection but the smirk you felt against the skin on your neck told you that it wasn’t a very good one. You sometimes forgot that as easy as it was for you to read him and get a glimpse into what he was feeling, it was just as easy for him to do it back, if not more so. You sought out his mouth once more but you both paused at the faint noise in the background.

The sound of rustling in the corridor behind you and the indication of boots hitting the floor told you both that your time was up. You got to your feet and hastily went back to your original seat. You made it with a perfectly respectable number of seconds to spare.

“Thing’s are good here, Wrecker. Can’t imagine you’ll have to do much.” You informed as you and Hunter stood up.

Wrecker gave you a thumbs up. He didn’t question why Hunter appeared to be with you. He’d honestly expected as much and was just happy he hadn’t interrupted anything. “You two go get some sleep.”

You and Hunter made your way back to your bunk and within moments of lying down, the two of you fell fast asleep, comfortable, and secure in each other’s arms.

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demoiselettes · 2 years

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Pretty Thighs

Category: i’m not really sure—fluff with a hint of spice?

Pairing(s): Sabito x reader/ Giyuu x reader

Warning(s)/note(s): fem! Reader, a lil’ suggestive but nothing too detailed, Sabito and Makomo live

A/n: i..i don’t know what to tell you, but i just know these two are pervs, with Giyuu being a more closeted perv while Sabito is…um, not so closeted- but they still drink their respect women juice dw

Tomioka Giyuu

It was getting awfully difficult not to squirm under his gaze.

You knew Giyuu was a man of few words, you knew there were moments where he was prone to doing things that often caused you a great deal of confusion and which only seemed right in retrospect, but you had learnt to accept his mysterious nature and to trust him. If you were being completely honest, it only added to his beauty. And up until now, he’d only acted on what he believed was right for you.

But why staring? Was it your knew uniform? Your previous mission had left your old uniform in shreds and when you had asked for a new one, you had received a skirt instead of the usual hakama pants. It wasn’t too bad, not as short as your fellow love pillar’s, but it did take some time to get adjusted to the unusual feeling of not having your legs covered. Giyuu, on the other hand, had seemed awfully baffled when you had showed up at the Pillar Meeting in your new uniform. Sure, you had received curious glances from a few of them, compliments from the only two women other than yourself and a low whistle from Uzui, but the day had proceeded just as usual with no one paying any heed to your new attire afterwards. The only person who didn’t seem to have gotten used to your new uniform was Giyuu. You could feel his gaze on the back of your head throughout the entire meeting and you had thought you were imagining it, but his eyes seemed to shift lower and lower down your body.

But now as you sat in front of him, a book in hand, you could confirm that it hadn’t been just your imagination because everytime you’d steal a glance at him, he’d be staring at your legs. In your pre-occupied state, you hadn’t even realized that your skirt had hitched up just enough to expose your thighs.

You almost screamed at the feeling of a cool finger tracing a path down your thighs, but you certainly did flinch. Looking up from your book which you had been staring at for God knows how long, you were met with the sight of the water pillar, right in front of you, his head dipped down towards your thighs while his palm came to rest on your knee. You stared at him in disbelief, because in all the time you had known him, he had never been one for physical displays of affection. He didn’t seem to take notice of your shock, continuing his ministrations without the slightest hint of hesitation even as the grip on your book increased significantly. His fingers were cold, but pleasantly so and they left goosebumps along your skin. Your breath hitched when he stopped going further down your leg, but instead began tracing his way up.

“Tomioka-san,” you gasped. “What are you doing?”

He paused to look at you with questioning blue eyes and you couldn’t tell if you were relieved or disappointed.

“You’re..pretty,” he murmured as though it was something he shouldn’t have had to explain in the first place. And as if that answered your question. “You look good in your uniform.”

Your hands were shaking now, and the unbearable warmth on your cheeks didn’t help matters. You felt so utterly weak in the knees that you were powerless to stop him, desperately trying not to squeeze your thighs from the tingling sensation that had erupted in your stomach.

“Ah, um, thank you-?” You hadn’t meant to say it as a question, but it was getting hard to control the tone of your voice, nor keep the tremor out of it.

He didn’t reply, instead hitching your skirt upwards further to reveal more skin. You bit your tongue to keep yourself grounded, eyes following his fingers which had now halted in their movements, twitching just just slightly as though unsure of what to do next.

Then, they pinched your flesh just enough, effectively eliciting a yelp out of you and you hastily placed your own palm over his own, stopping him.

“Stop,” your voice was weak and fragmented, barely audible and just slightly shrill. “Tomioka-san, what are you doing?”

The corners of his lips quirked up and though his hands has stopped pinching you, he had now resorted to lightly kneading your thigh. You balled your fists, nails digging into your flesh and leaving crescent markings.

“I like your thighs, they’re soft.” he shrugged, his face devoid of emotions, but his eyes glinted dangerously, hinting at something else.

“I wonder what they’ll feel like wrapped around my head?”

Sabito

You were content, sitting under a warm kotatsu with Makomo and Giyuu chatting away. What you were not content with, was the large hand that laid upon your thigh, hidden from view under the folds of the thick blankets covering the table.

With winter being specially harsh this year, the four of you had decided to meet up at the Water Estate for tea, even though tea time was not exactly a tradition among Demon Slayers who had to constantly keep up with training and missions. It had been your idea to relax and catch up before either of you were called on a mission and Makomo had happily accepted, with Giyuu quietly agreeing. Sabito had been a little hesitant to skip a training session, but after a bit of persuasion from Makomo he’d relented.

Strangely, the moment you had taken your seat at the kotatsu, he had sidled up next to you before Makomo or Giyuu could claim that spot. Though a little suspicious(because Sabito never did things without a reason), you had shrugged it off and focused on what your friends were talking about. Makomo seemed particularly chatty today, talking about Urokodaki’s latest trainees while Giyuu and you listened on. The tranquility in your mind had been interrupted when something moved to rest on your leg. Frowning, you had snuck a glance underneath the blanket and had almost choked when you realized it was Sabito’s hand.

You had shot him a glance, but his eyes had continued to stare straight ahead as if pre-occupied by the topic of conversation and oh, how you wished you could smack him square in the face because you knew his mind was elsewhere.

“[Name]-chan, are you feeling alright? Your face is all red,” Makomo’s voice broke you out of your reverie and you apologized for not having been listening, assuring her that you were fine. But your mind was working quickly, processing her statement. Why was your face red?

“Maybe it’s getting too hot under the kotatsu,” Sabito shrugged, his voice smooth. “Shame, i had thought you would be able to handle it.” His hand slowly but surely rubbed your thigh, fingers tapping the skin gently.

You bit your tongue to swallow back a whine, offering Makomo a reassuring smile, unable to open your mouth to speak because you didn’t trust what would instead come out. The hand that was on your thigh began shaking and soon, rich and deep laughter could be heard from beside you. You absolutely hated how weak the sound made you.

Giyuu raised an eyebrow at Sabito, but ultimately decided not to question why he was laughing. Probably for his own sanity, you thought. He instead turned to Makomo who had been observing the two of you attentively. “What were you saying, about the boulder?”

You were thankful the attention was taken off you, letting out a little sigh, though the relief was short-lived because now his hand had dipped down to being sandwiched between your legs, kneading the flesh there and only serving to increase the heat that had started to develop inside of you. You squeezed your thighs together around his hand, lowering your head to hide the blush on your face and sneakily sliding your own hand underneath the blankets to stop him. You were so helpless that you could only glance at him pleadingly, lips quivering and face flushed.

He tilted his head at you, a lazy smile playing on his face and goodness, why was he so gorgeous? Under the kotatsu, his fingers tapped at your thighs gently but at least he wasn’t rubbing them anymore. You couldn’t deny that you did miss that just a bit. When Makomo stood up, stating that she would be back with more tea and pulling Giyuu along with her, she glanced at you with a knowing smile and you swore you could have melted into a puddle of embarrassment right then and there.

Now alone, you kept your hands on your lap, close to his own and turned to face Sabito incredulously, playing with the hem of your skirt. “What do you think you’re doing?” You had hoped you could portray your indignation through your tone, but even you inwardly cringed at how your voice wavered.

He grinned at you, only then removing his hand to ruffle your hair and then you did whine, swatting it away. He took a quick glance behind his shoulder towards the kitchen before bringing his lips to your ear and you shuddered.

“My hand was cold. Maybe you could help me warm up tonight as well?”

#demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer fluff #Kny fluff #nanako’s blues #sabito #tomioka giyuu #sabito fluff #sabito x reader #Giyuu x reader #giyuu fluff #i started squeezing my thighs while writing this #makomo knows what’s up #sabito x you #sabito x y/n #giyuu x you #giyuu x y/n #honeyedlove

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whateverdays-art · 2 months

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art... tutorial? backgrounds

but really i'll just be outlining my process, probably. if it works for you, take it! if not, we probably just work differently, and that's okay!

so! now we will get a glimpse into... whatever the fuck it is that i do. i'm going to be honest with you all, i'm not even entirely sure how i do this sometimes! i honestly surprised myself with this one, but i think i know myself well enough to piece apart what was going on in my head.

so.

let's dissect my art, shall we?

okay. i don't have any wip shots for this, BUT i can tell you when i started, it looked something like this (by the way, i do this gray background to reduce eye strain):

(anatomy video: Karina Teaches Anatomy from Drawfee Extra)

i started with the head. i only had a rough idea of what i wanted (kaneki sitting on something like a wall). so i had to then figure out:

what kind of wall?

what goes around the wall?

what shortcuts can i take, here?

that last question is my favorite, because i am a low-energy, constantly tired, disabled son of a bitch and even drawing things i love tires me the fuck out. SO. here's where it gets fun:

when you look at manga, and there are fences, sometimes whatever's behind the fences will be not drawn, because that'd get too visually cluttered. if i can find a reference, i'll put it here. if not, just keep an eye out for it. (this is part of what i love about manga. you have an entire book of art at your fingertips, even if you just have one volume. find a series whose style/story you love. art tips bayybeeee)

that's shortcut one. i drew in the wall, added a bevel to the edge to make it look more. wall-like. i also had part of the fence sketched in at this point BUT forgot to add it to the next THREE SCREENSHOTS and had to redo some of them. i'm using a layer mask and had to redo it so that's why it looks all wonky later on.

then bricks. now i honestly do NOT know why i chose this brick design? i think i was just tired and thought, "i need something. vaguely brick-like to indicate bricks. how would a more cute-style artist draw this?"

and when you look at manga/comics/even old cartoons, they don't draw in every single brick!!! not always!!!! PLEASE don't make yourself sit there and draw every single brick. draw an INDICATION of a FEW bricks, because here's the thing: the human brain fucking loves filling in what it wants to see. when's the last time you went apeshit about an optical illusion, if you like optical illusions? when's the last time you HEARD/SAW someone going apeshit over an optical illusion, if you don't like them? i rest my case.

*pounding fists on table* we!! love!!! shortcuts!!!!

but. a brick wall is BORING we don't want JUST a brick wall, fuck that. maybe this place is a bit overgrown? maybe it's a lil worn down or abandoned or gets less foot traffic and that's why there's a fence. so let's spice it up with some bushes, and make it look more fitting.

by the way, cracks are only something i've started to figure out recently. i'm in my late 20s. don't worry, you'll get there.

see the grass? again, indications. all i or you need to do as the artist is draw a few hints for what we want the brain to see, and the brain goes, "oh okay, there's grass there, and that's bricks. awesome. got it." we are not just artists, we are masters of illusion.

so. this is what we have so far.

and now... this. the background. this is where things get more... esoteric, in my head, maybe? we'll see.

artists talk about "flow" sometimes. a variety of professions do, actually. i'm a visual thinker, and with my particular brand of autism, my "flow" is like i'm wile e. coyote falling down a painted black circle that's actually an endless pit but also he's on acid, and i'm not actually paying all that much attention to what's going onto the paper? i'm more "in my head" than anything, and not in a bad way. even my own brain can break me out of it though :')

but yes, i know there's something wrong with me.

SO, where did my brain pull THESE things from, and what can we learn from them?

the two buildings in the background, slightly curved:

old cartoons (again!). tom & jerry is the one i can think of. looney toons. anywhere animators went, "wait! real physics doesn't matter, here! let's fuck around with THAT," and got really excited about it (i notice it most in the old stuff). keep an eye out for scenes with lots of buildings to catch this.

no windows on those buildings!

the video, How to use Foreground, Midground, and Background to Clarify Depth - Ian Roberts, is where i pulled what i was Possibly attempting from. i might've also just been Tired and saw an opportunity to test it, whether or not it was the best one. (i do this a lot ^^; )

building directly underneath/road:

shop of some sort. i started to draw fabric over the top as well, so possibly it was going to be a ramen shop? but also it's ambiguous because we're masters of illusion, remember? now if you're not sure, it's only because i told you! ha! (aaaand, this goes for your art too, dear reader! no one will know of your mistakes unless you... make a.... tutorial... post. shit. /lighthearted)

the roof towards the wall:

i both started the blue period anime and a la autism absorbed that into my personality but i also used to have dreams when i was very tiny about flying over japan and so it just kinda. happened? i. do not know what to tell you here besides use refs. and research i don't even know what period that roof would be from or if it's Accurate it's. i just went with what felt. right but also what i had the energy to draw, ehegh.... since i don't have much more than that i will add more things at the end about perspective.

the staircase:

night in the woods! my brain rembered the staircase from a scene in night in the woods and. staircases exist.

(i just read from "the unabridged journals of sylvia plath" something about [paraphrasing, here] how "it's funny. there's all this wonder and beauty in the world and it all just comes down to staircases.")

further notes just in general: do research about where you're drawing! don't just look with an artist's eye but with an analytical eye or a storyteller's eye. both relax and enjoy it and watch it passively but ALSO ask yourself questions about it sometimes. go see if you can find videos of the place! sometimes people just record their walks?? like in different countries????? one of my favorites is Nomadic Ambience

perspective? is a load of bullllllllSHIT. sometimes, you draw curved buildings because it's Fun and Dynamic and adds to the mood or just because it looks good. sometimes you draw a horizon line because it helps, sometimes you NEVER DO because it fucks you up more than you care to admit.

sometimes you learn the rules, and then break them, and sometimes you stick to them, and sometimes you have never learned them in rhe first place and all that matters is, does your art make you happy? at the very least, does it make you feel what you want to feel?

if not, don't worry. my first try on my "casual conversation" work? wooooohhh hoooo hoooooo wee it was NOT what i wanted to get down paper. tablet. screen, whatever. i HAD to go and find a ref and do something different and you know? i'm still not happy with it. i don't think i'll ever be at a point where i'll be able to get down exactly what i have pictured in my head. i think i'll be always lagging behind at least a little bit, BUT. i can try to close that gap, too.

instead of looking at the incredible artists on here and wishing i was one of them? i am! i'm here, posting with you all! and for now, i can be happy with that.

also BLENDER. if it's not too intimidating, i use it for general shading references for solid objects like tables purely out of spite because when i first tried to learn it my developmental eternally youthful disorder (autism) brain was. literally not developed enough for it, i think. i frustrated myself to the point of tears more than once with it YEARS ago but now 😎😎😎👉 i can make some things. which is WAY more than zero so small victories 😂

tl;dr think critically/analytically, look for shortcuts, if it sucks hit da bricks, if it ain't broke don't fix it, and fucking draw what you want to draw and what makes YOU happy

#art tutorial #art ref #art reference #backgrounds #art tips #whateverdaysart #“stair railings” i said and laughed. “all this- all life- is reduced to stair railings.” pg. 49 of the unabridged journals of sylvia plath #FOUND THE QUOTE

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elysianluv · 3 years

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content warning/s: none <3

a/n: folks you have @ckjwnnbc to thank for this idea, kei my beloved your mind is immaculate <3 ajaksh i was gonna do fue but then added julius instead as a lil get well soon present for @simpingforthisonedeer you have no choice but to feel better now anshi 😤💕

WHAT HUGGING THE BOYS FEELS LIKE! ft. nozel, william, julius, yuno

nozel silva.

— zel's presence is the scent of rosewater, of exotic spices and expensive teas; late nights in the garden, secrets and crimson wine spilt alike

— gentle, quiet kisses peppered to your skin in gratitude, silent wishes made on a shooting star, and slow dancing in empty ballrooms -- a promise ring given with the moon and her stars as witness

— his arms always giving you a home to return to, and the knuckles that brush against your cheekbone -- being blanketed in an everlasting, tender flame burning just for you, tame and majestic like moonlight caressing the ocean waves

— the fruity aftertaste from his berry smoothie you pull away with after a deep kiss, stiffness in his body melting away not unlike caramel atop a low flame -- falling in love with a song, petrichor, discovering a hidden waterfall

william vangeance.

— william embraces you with the vigor and crispness of the seaside breeze, an anchoring quality to his arms that always seem to pleasantly bring you back to earth

— his scent is that of coffee dates and a warm fireplace, a nostalgic book, the comfort in reconnecting with an old friend -- he is the reassurance and the strength in the ground beneath your feet, always grounding your reality and adding a sprinkle of magic to life

— his touch tends to be reluctant, shy before melting into your familiar comfort and hesitant again when pulling away; even away from you he lingers in the tingling, heated effect on the skin his fingers graze

— william is safety and comfort and all that is familiar, often letting his feelings get the better of him -- eyes crinkling with a smile before he presses his lips to your forehead after every hug, hands settling easily on your waist as if finally finding their place

julius novachrono.

— recognising julius is recognising the hint of a cologne you mentioned you liked years go, it is carefree smiles and knowing gold itself pales before the twinkle of his eyes -- being so unaware that twinkle is only present because you are

— his favourite hugs are ones that unwittingly expose his heart -- they remind you of flickering candles and the sharp, bewitching echo of a violin; he holds you the way one would hold a precious memory, arms comfortably around your neck with a practiced ease and a smile that only widens

— his laugh next to your ear is the blanket wrapped around your body on a rainy day, keeping away the chill of the outside, offering all its warmth for you to marvel at the raw charm of the world without worries

— julius is the beauty in chaos; he is in old scars, midnight walks and the undertones of a sadness that has only ever dared to reveal itself to you

yuno grinberryall.

— every touch of yuno's is immersed in the essence of nature; a scent so distinctly belonging to the deep of the forests, and undertones of a soothing dash of chamomile and vanilla

— receiving his rare hugs is gazing at sunlight hidden behind clouds, finding flowers pressed between the pages of your favourite book, staring at the ocean nostalgically for memories you've never made

— his fingers are fleeting, airy, light on your skin as you dance suspended in mid-air to a duet between what sounds like a piano and the moon; carefree wind tousling his hair and his smile coming alive under your fingertips

— yuno's touch sounds like learning the secrets of gods and life and everything beyond through the early song of birds, it is the security and comfort lacing whispered confessions, the rush of a river racing time

[masterlist] [part 2; fuegoleon, licht, lumiere]

#nozel silva x reader #william vangeance x reader #julius novachrono x reader #yuno grinberryall x reader #black clover #black clover x reader #black clover x y/n #black clover x you #sera's fluff tag <3

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alexglitches · 2 years

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I know I gave you asks and a fic ask, but once your plate is cleared can I request a small fic of Allen being a awesome protective big bro to Riddle when Floyd or others (if you don't like Floyd and Riddle as a couple) showing heart feels?

I recently wrote a small fic of their childhood through Allen's view and I realized him being a protective brother is a vague thought since he can be scary and know it or a secret scary around Riddle (here's the fic if you want to read it: https://blackbutlerfandomnerddomain.tumblr.com/post/676943639716495360/strawberries-and-bunnies-twst-fic)

hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh i did it fjbjdbfjksax

Allen is a protective older brother lolol

and I added some Riddle x Floyd for a lil spice ;)

Genderbent AU

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“Goldfishy!”

“Oh hell no.”

Allen jumped when he heard the loud, somewhat annoying voice of Floyd Leech. He immediately grabbed Riddle and ran away from the courtyard, hoping to find a hiding spot.

“Ack! Allen, what are you doing!?” Riddle yelled as Allen dragged her around. “I will not let that Leech anywhere near my precious baby brother, well… sister now.”

Riddle’s face flushed. “Allen, it’s fine, I can handle him myself.”

“I know, but I will not allow him anywhere near you.” Allen dragged Riddle all the way back to her dorm, ignoring her complaints all the way.

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“Goldfish! There you are~!”

“Nope nope nope nope nope nope nope-” Allen kept muttering under his breath as he dragged Riddle away for the fourth time that day.

“You'd think he’d get the hint.” Allen growled.

“Allen, this is getting ridiculous.” Riddle said, annoyed with Allen dragging him away.

“It may be ridiculous, but not to me. You do realise that he could literally eat you.”

“He won’t do that, you’re being overdramatic.”

Allen rolled his eyes with a huff. “Whatever, let’s just go.”

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“Blue Tang”

Allen tensed in surprise. Seventh time Floyd approached them and now he was the main target.

Taking a deep breath to calm himself, he turned to the taller with a stern face. “Yes?”

“Why do you keep dragging Goldfishy away?”

“Because, you’re dangerous and she doesn’t need you to make her even more nervous.” He stated.

Floyd pouted. “I don’t make Goldfish nervous, watch!”

Faster than Allen could comprehend, Floyd threw Riddle over his shoulder. “Ah! Floyd! What the heck!?”

“Byeeee!”

“No! You Leech, get back here!”

#twisted wonderland #twst #twst wonderland #genderbend #genderbend riddle #genderbend riddle rosehearts #twst allen #floyd leech #twst floyd #kinda floyd x riddle #if you squint you can see it

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the19thduckpotato · 3 years

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@allmightluver I didn’t want to spam you and I figured a few others might enjoy this as well, so here is that fluffy dream snippet I promised to share. <3

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Toshi made a soft noise in his sleep. The arm draped about Izuku tensed for a moment, as if trying to protect the boy. Then it fell away, no longer a hindrance. "Nnnu... wakeup....." Izuku slumped against Toshi's chest, sticky eyelids closing. One last dissatisfied grunt, and he lost the battle to sleep far quicker than he should have. Toshi unknowingly returned the grunt, but it was a pleased, almost victorious grunt. He shifted, Izuku's weight settling against him. Satisfied, his breathing evened out. Golden afternoon sun painted the wall over their heads.

. .. ... .... The child clutched his backpack, eyes wide and nervous. The roads didn't make sense here. They should have. They seemed almost familiar but each time he turned a corner, expecting to see home, the roads turned unfamiliar. Home felt farther and farther away the more corners he turned. Unsettling fear crept in. He just wanted to go home. He looked about for help, trying to quell his panic. Everything was glaringly, dishearteningly, unfairly devoid of people. The world loomed far too large and the child bit back a cry of terror. One more corner Surely someone is here. Please please His sneakers pounded the pavement as he rushed the next corner, as if hoping to catch the world in the act before it shifted on him again. However, he had also squeezed his eyes shut, scared that this new corner would also look unfamiliar. So he didn't notice the big kid until he thudded off of him. "The hell?" the big kid snarled. Behind him, two other big kids watched as the first grabbed the child by the front of his shirt and shook him. "Why doncha watch where you're going?!" I know you The child's blue eyes lit with fear, trying not to glance at his backpack. please don't please don't please please One of the other big kids yanked the backpack from the child's hands, ignoring (or enjoying) the whimper. "What's the lil nerd got?" "Comics!" the third remarked, barking laughter. He held up one. "Wondorous Woman?! That's a GIRL'S comic, you lil dweeb!" someone please "You don't need to read this crap!" PLEASE The third big boy gleefully tore the first page off, a messy diagonal rip. The child screamed angrily and swiped at him. "Oh HO, the lil nerd's got spice!" the first one sneered. "Let's show him what we think of that." He pulled one meaty fist back. someone please help me!

A small figure barreled out of nowhere and shoved the bully out of the way. A (very) young voice screeched angrily "YOU LEAVE HIM ALONE!!" A freckled face that couldn't be more than six years old scrunched up with anticipation of coming pain and righteous anger. The face flickered, as if reality was glitching, being replaced with an older, more tired version of itself. Eyes of thirteen years old glared out, far more subdued and cynical than they had any right to be. Jaw locked, arms up to guard his face. Daring the boys to come closer. Another, stronger flicker, and the small body grew taller, more muscular, green lightning flickering around. Standing as tall as his five foot six body would allow, broadened shoulders yelling a silent get lost, anger contained for fear of injuring the attacking children. One last flicker, a blurry form glitching into being. Six feet tall, eyes glowing powerfully. Blue(?) wings drooping heavily to the ground, a lion's growling half-roar cut off with a choked gasp as the apparition looked at his hands. A final, somehow loud flicker occurred, and the boy dropped to his knees, his form hovering indecisively between the ages of thirteen and eight. Whh-- wuuh....

"What the hell?!?" The first bully dropped the blond child and backed up, unsure how to react to this new threat. Beside him, his cohorts threw the backpack on the ground (spilling issues of Wondorous Woman everywhere) and bolted. The first bully, dismayed at being abandoned, pointed a finger at the blond--"next time, you lil punk. Freak," he added then quickly followed his friends. The child turned about, studying this new person-apparition with naked curiosity. One hand reached out--whether to help or just touch, he wasn't sure. He didn't seem scared but merely waited patiently for the newcomer to decide on a form.

The flickering boy's wide eyes turned to the outstretched hand, his own hand starting to reach out. The eyes focused on the face attached to the hand, suddenly becoming wider and more uncertain. Warped sounds of stressed whimpers carried through the air around him, and he pulled his hand back, wrapping his arms around his head protectively and curling into a ball, hiding from the world around him, until-- Quiet. A child of five years old peeked out from behind his arms and unfolded himself, looking up with soft round eyes at the curious blond sunburst.

A young Toshi gazed at an even younger Izuku I know you and the ten year old continued to hold out a helping hand, this time with a dazzling delighted grin. "HI there! I'm Toshinori! But you can call me Toshi if ya want. That was pretty cool what you did just now. You look really str--" He paused, remembering a moment ago the little kid had looked like some avenging angel, enveloped in crackling energy. But his hand didn't waver. "--SUPER strong! Plus Ultra Strong! How did you do that? Is it your Quirk? Is this your all the time shape or just what you're ok with right now? Sorry," he added with a sheepish grin, "I ask a lot of questions."

The small Izuku didn't speak, just made a soft noise, big eyes still staring. He took the outstretched hand in both of his, pulling himself up.

Toshi felt a warm glow within, his sheepish grin growing back to that brilliant delighted smile. I'm helping someone! At his feet, the torn Wondorous Woman comic fluttered and he blushed. "Oh no, hang on a sec--!"

Izuku reached down and picked up one of the issues that had spilled, opening it curiously.

"That's Wondorous Woman!" young Toshi exclaimed. "She's amazing and powerful and she can fly--i think--and she has this Quirk that makes an energy field that traps bad guys and make them tell the truth and--" He paused amid his fanboy gush and blushed more, twisting one bang nervously. "Well, -I- think she's cool," he mumbled almost defensively.

A pudgy little finger poked at a picture of Wonderous Woman, then a whole hand brushed over the smooth page. Izuku looked up at Toshi again and nodded, agreeing that she was cool. He wondered if the blond boy had ever heard of his favorite hero. "...All Might?"

Toshi's brow furrowed, as if almost remembering some lovely dream. Then he shrugged. "Never heard of them. That's an awesome name, though--did you make that up? All Might," he said, testing the name out and unconsciously posing, fists on hips and chest puffed out. "If I was a hero, that'd be a great name! But..." He laughed lightly and messed his own hair up. "I bet you'd make a great hero with that Quirk of yours!"

Izuku's face dropped, and he seemed to shrink into himself, mouth shut tight.

"You don't like talking about it? I'm sorry!" Toshi sat on the ground next to the little boy, then hugged his knees to his chest. "Is there something you do like?" The young blond smiled cheerfully.

Izuku's eyes flicked around nervously, still not talking. He mirrored Toshi's pose, sitting down and pulling his knees up. He held out the comic, offering it back if Toshi wanted it.

Toshi grinned again. "Go ahead, you can keep it--wait!" He dug into his backpack where a few issues remained. "Let me get you my favorite one--and it's not torn or dirty. Here!" He almost bounced in glee but instead contained himself. "This one is super important. This is when Wondorous Woman goes up against her arch nemesis--that's a super awful bad guy," he explained to the little boy.

Izuku leaned closer, interested.

"And he's kidnapped all her friends and hidden them away and he's fighting Wondorous Woman but making her think no one is coming to help." He remembered the first time he read this particular issue. Hiding under his blanket with a flashlight so as not to bother his roommate at the foster home. Scared of being caught and made fun of... but even more scared for Wondorous Woman. Whispering tiny words of encouragement to his favorite hero with each page turn, praying she wouldn't give in or give up. "And just when all hope seemed lost," he said in a dramatic voice. "Just when it looked like she was going to lose the fight, her friends showed up!" His eyes shone, whether with love for Wondorous Woman or for her faithful companions coming to her aid or both, it was hard to tell. "And they beat the arch nemesis and saved the day!" And everyone went home happy. Young Toshi ran a hand over the comic fondly then passed it to the little green haired kid. "Here!"

The small boy shook his head, pushing it back gently. "Noo... yours!"

"It's a thank you gift!" Toshi insisted. "Please take it."

"But..." He looked at the comic in his hands, brows wrinkling sadly. "S'your favorite... dun wanna take it away...."

"But it would make me happy sharing with you and maybe you'll like her, too!"

The boy made an uncertain face, cradling the comic to his chest. His face showed a hint of a flicker, and he breathed in sharply, reflexively clutching tighter.

Young Toshi smiled. "Thank you," he said.

Wide green eyes stared back, as if to ask what comes next? What now?

Toshi gathered the rest of his comics and put them in his backpack... then held that out to the kid as well. He quickly looked away before he could regret it, instead looking about for the kid's parents. "Do you want to go home now?" where is home?

Izuku took the heavy bag with a grunt of effort, eventually letting it rest on the ground. Okay, I'll carry it for you... it's kinda heavy though. He looked up at the question. "...What?"

"Home? Where you live? Your parents?" He tilted his head at the kid struggling and shouldered the backpack himself, then held out a hand to the little boy. "Wouldn't they be worried you're out alone?"

Izuku's eyebrows wrinkled more, genuinely confused. "Parents?" He wrinkled his nose, vague memories of green hair and soft noises floating through his memory, but not much taking shape. A...alone? Something cold and frightening started to scrape at his heart.

"They're big people that love you. They feed you when you're hungry and play with you when you're bored and take care of you when you're sick and--" Toshi's brow furrowed and he brushed his free hand over his eyes. Then he smiled sunnily down at the little kid. "I bet you have parents looking for you right now!"

Izuku shook his head, eyes sinking towards the ground. "No." He was sure without really knowing why.

"No? That can't be true! You have a great Qu--" His heart hurt to see the little kid he just met so sad. He knelt down, squeezing the small fingers twined with his. "--what I mean is, if you want, I can be uh--" a dad? Not old enough. Family? But they just met. Brother? Maaaaybe? "--we can stick together till we find someone, ok? How's that? Much nicer than being alone."

Izuku looked up wonderingly. Then down at the hand that held his. He stepped a little closer, leaning against Toshi in something like a hug. I like you.

Toshi was wide eyed for a startled moment. Then the biggest grin yet spread across his face. And some warm feeling glowed in his chest again, happy that the little kid felt safe around him. "C'mon," he said. "Lemme show you my favorite spot by the river and we can read all the comics!"

A small smile sprang to life on Izuku's face, then grew to a big grin. "Okay!!" He wrapped his arms around Toshi's neck, ready to be picked up.

"Oompf!!" The kid's weight, coupled with his backpack, made Toshi stagger and he wished for a moment that he was stronger. But the little kid's smile fueled his energy and Toshi proudly carried both kid and comics.

Little Izuku giggled, happily looking about from his new vantage point.

Toshi giggled too then wrinkled his nose as his bangs got caught in his mouth. He didn't want to put his little friend down. "Cou' you ge' my 'air?"

"Huh?" Izuku took a second to get it. "Oh, uh-huh." He pulled Toshi's bang out of his mouth and dropped it, wrinkling his nose and grinning. "Eeeeeeww."

Toshi laughed even harder, his heart swelling with joy. He jogged along the river bank, trying not to jostle the kid. "Yeah, eating hair isn't smart," he snickered. "Extra not my hair--it's loooong!"

Izuku took hold of the other bang, looking at it intently as he bounced along. "Shiny. Like it."

Toshi blinked as the bang's end got in his eyes. "Thanks. Could you hold it out of the way so I can see, please?"

Izuku held it up above Toshi's head, still gazing at it and rubbing the strands between his fingers, fixated on how gold it was in the sunlight.

The pair trotted merrily along, soon at Toshi's favorite tree. He knew he was supposed to put the kid down now but somehow, doing so felt like losing a part of himself. weird, huh? "Uhm," he said.

"Mm?" Izuku dropped the bang and started patting Toshi's head, smushing the floof.

Toshi scrunched his face happily. "Kid!" he said, squatting down and letting small feet touch the ground. "Thanks, I think?" He felt his hair, a bit messier than usual but smooshed with love.

Izuku sat down on the ground, looking up at Toshi. His gaze drifted up towards the tree branches, and he laid down on his back, staring up at them and smiling. One hand reached up as if to touch them.

Toshi flopped beside him, grinning. home? And the grin flickered to confusion for a moment. What? h o m e? He looked to the little kid he just met, the little kid who had saved him, and Toshi felt an overwhelming desire to protect this small person with his small but powerful smiles. He too reached one hand up toward the branches.

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AH i love the itafushi thirst on that post! thinking about yuuji being a sweet pretty boy for megumi. i love to think about Megumi taking care of him, until maybe one day where he goes on a mission or something and it shakes him, and Yuuji spoils him for once.

Yuuji had been sitting on his bed reading while Megumi was out with Gojo. He had recently injured his leg and wasnt able to train so he had been ordered to rest for a few days.

His lover couldnt have been gone more than three hours before Yuuji heard his bedroom door open, and then close. “There’s my- Gumi?”

He had started to throw out a flirty line, but upon seeing the look on Megumi’s face, and the way he slumped back against the wall, he was on his feet in an instant.

“Gumi, my love, what happened?”

Megumi couldn’t speak. He could only raise his head to look Yuuji in the eyes. The way his eyes slowly filled with tears absolutely chilled Yuuji to the core. Megumi hardly ever cried. The taller wraps his arms around Yuuji’s waist and pulls him close, burying his face in the crook of his neck, and let out a muffled sob.

“I-It.. The curse.. It was nothing like i’ve ever seen. It.. It knew things Yuuji. Things it had no business knowing.” Megumi choked out.

Yuuji felt his heart break and quickly ushered Megumi over to his bed, laying him down. “Oh baby, my love. It’s okay. You and Gojo.. You defeated it right?”

Megumi nodded slowly, clinging to Yuuji like a lifeline. “It was mostly Gojo. I.. I was taken down. It was talking about.. you.”

“Me?” Yuuji was confused. What could this thing have done to have shaken Megumi so badly.

Megumi only nodded, pushing his face deeper into Yuuji’s neck. “It threatened you. Said Sukuna.. Sukuna has plans brewing. That he was going to find a way to take over your body completely until you were no longer you.” He whispered, shuddering at the thought.

Yuuji was sat there in shock. He knew Megumi was worried for him in regards to Sukuna, especially after what had happened right at the beginning of their friendship. But he had no idea that this fear ran so deep.

“Hey.. shhh my love. It’s okay, i swear. I’m still me.” Yuuji quietly consoled his crying boyfriend. “I’ll never leave you like that. I swear it.” He ran his fingers through Megumi’s hair gently.

They stayed like that for a while, Yuuji whispering quiet words of comfort to Megumi. After a bit, Megumi looked at Yuuji, eyes wide in adoration.

“You’re here and mine forever?” He asked softly, a hint of pink tinging his cheeks.

“In this life and the next my sweet love.” Yuuji smiled, eyes growing dark in their affection for the boy in front of him.

Megumi couldnt help but laugh softly. Despite the fear he felt earlier in the day, he knew deep in his heart that Yuuji would tear down the world to keep them together.

He turned slightly, so he was laid down on the bed, and pulled Yuuji to straddle his lap. Looking up at the pink haired boy through thick and pretty eyelashes, he only had one request.

“Take care of me, Yuuji?”

(this turned into fluff so quickly but i added a lil spice end bc of course i did)

-💖

Aww that was so sweet!! Megumi being haunted by his fears of losing Yuuji, and Yuuji being there to reassure him and take care of him. Fuck yes!! I love this! They have such a deep love for each other! Thank you so much for writing this and sharing it with me! It's really beautiful 😭💗

#{☀️💕🌙} itafushi anons

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Adding onto the last question, gonna make it a fair fight, Nowaki vs Yukina in a fight. Two wholesome bois who can pack a punch! >:3

OH SHIT. THIS IS TOUGH. I WANNA SAY IT'D BE A TIE BUT LET'S WORK THIS OUT FIRST:

(But we need some fight music that's sugar, spice, and everything nice for this one so: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GZqi2Nv2M04)

These two gentlemen are absolute units, absolute tanks, absolute nuclear bombs of glitter, rainbows, sunshine, and warmth. Like, I'm pretty sure they were dogs in a former life who met at the dog park and shared a big stick with each other. Not to mention, if I'm not mistaken, we're dealing with same height (though I think Nowaki is a little taller) and same weight class. That being said, it's where they differ THAT REALLY MATTERS NOW THAT I'M DOING MY CALCULATIONS.

While Yukina can really pack a punch and his size and general violent happiness (as well as the love for Kisa) really give him an edge, Nowaki might actually be more experienced in the Land of Whoop Ass. Why I think so is because there are various examples and major hints in the Egoist story that show that Nowaki is VERY STREET SMART, so much so, that he is capable of take downs and sucker punches (which only says to me that he knows how to punch which he had to learn somewhere). We've got evidence from flashbacks to when he was a child all the way to the fucking mystery that is Miyagi trying to kiss Hiroki. I think we can comfortably assume that Nowaki is no stranger to the Ass Whooping Express (all aboard).

So, with this in mind, I think Nowaki would take it. Would it be an easy fight? I don't think so, but it would end with Yukina's nose broken and him on the ground for sure, especially if Nowaki had to defend Hiroki's honor lol. Which makes me a lil sad because I kinda wanted Yukina to win...

At the same time, going off headcanons, i feel like Yukina is weird enough to be very experienced in footfighting for no goddamn reason so he just comes OUTTA NOWHERE with these flying kicks- I'm getting off track so I'll stop now oeirjoeigr.

#junjou romantica #sekaiichi hatsukoi #wh33zy wheezes

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edamamechips · 4 years

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anna’s fic recs

HAPPY BUGHEAD APPRECIATION WEEK 2020 MY PEOPLE!! here i offer you some fic recs + flailing because i love all the fandom writers and every writer deserves a lil bit of flailing sometimes! Kudos to @bugheadcentral for doing this every year. you guys are really cool.

it's nice to have a friend- bettysteddys - (rated teen and above)

southside jughead and northside betty denying they have feelings for each other because we love a good slow burn. @bettysteddys (WIP)

a wonderful fic with emotional angst with all the feels. Southside jughead and betty with a secret relationship and a side of denial of feelings.

Bonus! this has a really cool jughead and veronica being step siblings dynamic and i’m here for it.

The Incident™- orphan_account- (rated e)

roommates hot for each other.

a really fun one shot with bughead being roommates and catching each other naked and doing stuff that makes this fic E rated. *raises eyebrows*

It Happened One Night- sarahxxxlovey- (rated E)

a rendezvous love affair with emotional turmoil and feeling friction. (WIP)

Older jughead and younger betty fall in love through a series of run ins set in the 1950’s. A perfectly smutty and angsty fic if you are in the mood.

Motorin'- Sunshinebunnie- (rated M)

sexy librarian betty and older brother jughead meet up in a library and discover their shared exhibitionism kink and act on it *wiggly eyebrows* @sunshinebunnie

first part of a smutty series i thoroughly enjoyed. This has a fun jughead being a great older brother subplot that we don’t get to see in canon. This part of the series features sexy librarian betty catches Jughead's eyes and intense sexual tension and stuff ensues. bonus(!) This has another part with more glorious smut to fuel your soul.

Also sunshinebunnie is a genius and you should definitely checkout her other fics.

take me home -sylwrites (rated M)

film nerd betty and famous jughead fall in love and that’s everything one ever needs @sylwrites

there is angst, there is fluff, and there is smut. It’s a whole package that makes you fall in love with our favourite babies again. Film nerd betty and famous jughead own my soul and I cannot get enough of how cute these two are.

Fun fact, this has really cool ig edits to accompany the story which i adore

Inconveniently- OldTsuki

southside serpents shenanigans and fluffy relationship development @moon--mama

this a series with hints of canon but southside stylez. A fun exploration of dynamics between the serpents and having betty as their queen. Also has really fluffy bughead scenes(doing homework together! Skinny dipping!) which warms my stone cold heart.

I'll Come Again- SummerRaine14 (rated M)

betty cooper deserves attention and she makes sure she gets it.

a smutshot which i enjoyed and pops in my mind at random times of the day for some reason so go ahead and read it i guess

Let It Kill You- SummerRaine14 (not rated)

a 7 year time jump reunion!!

i’m literally adding this because there is a cute bughead reunion after a 7 year time jump from 2018 and i’m excited about that.

Under the Radar- alluringdreams (rated M)

co workers with crazy sexual chemistry and are CIA agents for extra spice. @alluringdreams (WIP)

this fic is everything i’ll ever need and i want to be buried with it. There is a feisty betty and smug jughead(!) they’re working at the CIA(!!) and they kiss for cover(!!!) The banter is pure perfection and the sexual tension is just top notch A grade gold stuff.

And a Side of Flirting- makingitwork (rated gen)

bughead being the cutest couple on the planet and doing peak OTP stuff @typing123

this fic makes my heart happy every time i read it. It is literally the cutest thing ever written and i am a sucker for bughead from a third person’s perspective. Seriously read this now and tell me your hand is not clutching your heart because of fluff. I will seriously commit arson for betty and jughead in this fic

crazy (for you)-lusterrdust (rated M)

mentally ill bughead find love and solace in each other. @lusterrdust

this is such a beautifully written fic i don’t have enough words to express my admiration. fics involving heavy subjects can get very difficult and descriptive when you’re trying to get things right. the weight of emotions that is carried in all sincerity by just 2.5k words has me awestruck. A literal symphony of words.

Understand me (I'll Understand you)- Jugjones21(rated E)

sociopath killer jughead who would kill for betty and does exactly that and a lot more. *wink wink* (WIP) @jugjonesiiiao3

one of the first dark bughead fics i ever read and wow it was an experience. It’s like I had unlocked a whole genre of fics that my soul had been deprived of. A+ twisted and amoral characterization.

Admit you’re hot for me- Lucivar (rated E)

stripper jughead who is also betty's ex boyfriend!! @lucivar

this is the first part of one of the most glorious series ever. i cannot get enough of how well written the sexual tension is written in each part, the kind that permeates through the screen which makes it magnetic and furthermore a reason this should be on your list! also georgie writes some gorgeous fics so go check those out!

I'll walk with you in the shadows- Goldy (rated M)

bughead reunion because of unexplained murders @go-ldy

this was one of my most engaging reads of the year. A very interesting post 4x19 fic with a solid plot and enough flangst to refuel your souls. Also who doesn’t enjoy 9 chapters of sleuth bughead with emotional tension and pining.

heart in a headlock- SqueegeeBecksXo(rated E)

forced to be roommates try to deny their feelings but have hot boning sesh. @detectivesqueegee

Your typical roommates to lovers fic with an enemies twist because we are tropey and not ashamed about it. also if you are up for some hot hate sex here you go.

head over feet- thatiranianphantom (rated teen and above)

pregnant bughead tooth rotting fluff that cures food poisoning.(this is experimentally proven.) @thatiranianphantom

Sadie’s words always make me ~feel~ emotions. like i remember crying the entire hour after waking up after reading one of her fics. Anyways sadie is a wonderful writer and this fic warms my heart like hot cocoa.

as always heed the tags my loves before reading and happy reading!

#yeeee fic recs!#am i allowed to rant here???#bughead appreciation week #bugheadcentral #ok that's the serious stuff #nowww onto flailing #yalll all so so wonderful and i am always in awe #writers are angels on planet earth #thank you so much for keeping plebs like us entertained #we love you so so much #mwahhhh #bughead #betty cooper #jughead jones #riverdale

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leia-organa-fics · 3 years

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aftermath (part II)

You can find part I here.

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The next day, two days since their argument, Han was on his shift in the cockpit. He watched the stars pass by as white beams of light. Even after all these years, the sight still enthralled him. As a kid, he´d always dreamed about flying to the stars. Back then, it had been nothing more than a wistful dream – so out of reach that people had laughed at him when he had uttered it out loud. His mother had been the only one who hadn´t laughed. More than that, she had encouraged him. She had told him that one day, he would get out of Corellia´s slums, that he was meant for more than the hopeless existence there. Then, she had died.

In the years that Han had spent as a smuggler, he had always felt like he had betrayed her somehow. She had thought he was meant for something more, but he wasted his life as a criminal … not even an all that good one, as the incident with Jabba´s spice showed. No. That was his bad mood talking. That hadn´t been his fault. But he had to deal with the consequences. By now, the bounty on his head was astronomically high, and he had no way of paying it.

He had given the reward money for rescuing Leia back. It hadn´t felt right to take it. No one should suffer what Vader and Tarkin had put her through. He had the feeling that she would have welcomed death … taking money for rescuing her wouldn´t have felt right in any case, but it especially didn´t because he had only arrived after her torture and Alderaan´s destruction. Had it even been a rescue or a sentence to a life filled with vengeance? He didn´t know, didn´t want to know.

In any case, the result was that he didn´t have the money to pay Jabba back. Maybe the reward for their little trip to the remains of Alderaan would be enough, he thought sardonically.

Ironically, that was the moment that the princess chose to interrupt his thoughts. He knew it was her the minute the doors opened. Chewie had gone to bed only two hours ago, there was no chance that he was already up again after his long shift in the cockpit.

She stood in the door for a couple of seconds, long enough to irritate Han. What did she want? Why did she have to search him out in the one place he felt absolutely free?

After several seconds in which none of them uttered a sound, she finally demanded, “What is your problem?”

Han was taken aback by the aggression in her voice. He turned around to face her. “What is my problem?”

“Yes. What is your problem? Ever since we changed our course to Alderaan you´ve been sulking.” She threw her hands up in frustration. “If you really didn´t want to take me there, I could have found someone else.”

He glared at her. “That is not what this is about.”

“What is it about then? Why are you being so difficult?”

“Why do you care?”

“Because we´re stuck on this tiny freighter of yours for at least another week and you´re being insufferable.”

“Sorry to disappoint you, sweetheart,” Han answered sarcastically, “but there´s no board service included in the price.”

Realisation dawned on her face. “You´re offended because I offered to pay you for taking me to Alderaan?” When he didn´t answer and only gritted his teeth, she continued, “Really? You´re a smuggler, I thought this is what you do. Transport things for money. Certainly, the Rebellion is paying you for taking me to Kowak.”

Han turned away. “You should leave. I need to concentrate on flying if you don´t want us to end up as stardust.” It was a cheap excuse, but he hoped that she would get the hint. Of course, she didn´t. Or she just didn´t care.

“We´re in hyperspace. There´s nothing you need to do.”

When Han continued to stubbornly face away from her, she added, “It wasn´t my intention to offend you. You´ve been a huge asset to the Rebellion and I am grateful.”

At that, Han turned around. “An asset?” he spat. “Can you tune that princess talk down for even a second or is that impossible for you? I´m not a kriffing asset.”

“What are you then?”

“I thought I was on the way to being your friend, but you made it pretty clear that for you, a guy like me can be nothing more than an asset.”

The princess looked downright stunned. “I … ,” she started.

Han shook his head and faced the controls again. For him, the conversation was over. He had already said more than he had wanted to and Leia´s silence didn´t need any explanation. Yet another pang of hurt shot through his chest when he heard the door close behind her. He had allowed himself to get too close and made a complete fool out of himself in the process. He should have known that something like this would happen.

A day later, Leia searched him out again in the cockpit.

This time, she didn´t directly speak but just stared at him. The intensity of her gaze made Han uncomfortable. He felt like she was looking right through all of his defences and was afraid he wouldn´t live up to what she hoped to see. He shifted around but didn´t want to be the one to break the silence. She had come to him, so it should be her who spoke first.

“I´m sorry,” she suddenly said. For a moment, Han thought he had imagined it. The sincerity in her eyes and the way she worried her bottom lip told him otherwise.

“What for?”

“You were right yesterday. We are friends. I shouldn´t have insinuated that the only thing you care about is money.”

“Okay,” he said and meant it. “I forgive you.”

“Just like that?” She looked at him incredulously.

“Just like that.” Han threw her a lopsided grin. “I dunno if you noticed, sweetheart, but I don´t exactly have enough friends to be choosy.”

She smiled back. “Neither do I.”

“Lucky me.”

At that, her expression turned – for lack of a better, more princess-y word – cheeky. “You really are. Lucky, that is. Not everyone gets the privilege of befriending royalty, I´ll have you know.”

Han just snorted. “I´ll try to remember that, princess.”

“Can I join you?” she suddenly asked and nodded to Chewie´s chair.

Outwardly Han just shrugged, but inwardly he was pleased by her request. “Sure,” he said. “The chair might be a lil´ big for you though.”

“I´m used to it.” With those words, she sat down next to him.

“You are rather small.”

“We can´t all be freakishly tall.”

Han smirked. “There´s nothing freakish about me.”

“I beg to differ,” Leia answered.

“Never thought I´d see you beg.”

She threw him an exasperated look. “You know what I meant.”

“Sorry to disappoint, sweetheart, but not everyone had a private tutor for semantics as a child.”

“Actually, it was a course, and it was called ‘Oratory and Rhetoric’”.

Han laughed at that. “Of course, it was.”

A comfortable silence fell over them, as they both stared out at the stars. Han couldn´t help feeling glad that Leia was there. Even though he had grown used to hours of solitude in the cockpit and found peace in them, it often was stifling to be all alone with his thoughts. Besides, there was a strange intimacy about spending time with someone in silence. Talking was easy. Han was good at it – especially when he wanted to infuriate people. Silence though was harder. It meant basking in the physical presence of someone without the distraction of words.

With Leia, somehow it seemed almost easy.

The next day, they arrived at the asteroid field that had once been Alderaan. Han watched as Leia stared out of the window wide-eyed. She didn´t seem able to comprehend what was happening, what it was that she saw just now.

Han and Chewie shared a look over her head. Should they leave her alone or stay with her? On the one hand, it was a deeply private moment that neither of them wanted to intrude on. On the other hand, though, Leia might need people with her to show her that she wasn´t alone … After some more seconds, Chewie patted Leia on the head and softly roared something before leaving the cockpit. Han wasn´t even sure if she realized it. Her thoughts seemed to be miles away.

Still, he translated, “He said that he´s sorry for your loss and that he will wait in the lounge to give you some privacy. Call if you need anything.”

She nodded absentmindedly.

Han studied her. He could only see her side profile, but he was pretty sure that there were tears glistening in her eyes. “Would you like me to go, too?” he asked hesitantly.

At that, Leia tore her gaze from the sight outside and looked at him. She seemed to ponder his question. Finally, she bit her lip and said, “Would you stay? Please?”

Han nodded. “Of course.”

“Thank you.” She shot him a grateful look before returning to staring at the destroyed planet in front of her.

Han followed her lead. The asteroids around them were moving slowly. Now and again, the ship shuddered as one of them collided with it. Without the shields, they would have already been crushed numerous times. There was no way, anyone in the atmosphere could have survived. The extent of destruction was humbling and terrifying all at the same time. Was life even worth anything if it could be wiped out so easily? So careless? One man had given a command and now billions of beings were just gone. Han couldn´t wrap his head around it. How could anyone be that evil?

He wasn´t big on ethics or philosophy, and he certainly wasn´t religious, but the one ethical concept he had always sympathised with was the Reverence for Life which, ironically, had been coined by an Alderaanian ethicist. Yes, sometimes killing was necessary, and Han had even done it a few times when in retrospect it might not have been, but that didn´t change his inner belief that all life was precious and of the same value. The Imperial discrimination of non-human species had never sat right with him – even before meeting and starting to love Chewie. Now, it seemed the Empire didn´t even care for humans anymore. If they didn´t care for anyone, what did they care about? What did Palpatine care about?

Power, probably. And his own life. That was it.

Han had seen a lot of death and tragedy in his life. He had seen a lot of evil. Still, nothing came close to this one act of destruction, and he couldn´t comprehend how anyone could be that evil.

The Alderaani had been known for their peaceful way of living. They had never openly defied the Empire. Most of its citizens had probably never even done it in secret. They had been innocent, oblivious even. In addition, Alderaan had been a prosperous Core World, an exporter of many treasured goods. None of it, neither the moral nor the economic reasons, had stopped the Empire from destroying it.

Han felt anger bloom in his chest. He was angry about their absolute disregard for life and the pointlessness of the whole act, but mostly he was angry because in the face of sorrow on such a large scale he felt helpless. There was nothing he – or anyone – could do to make this better or even just to lessen Leia´s pain.

He glanced at her from the corner of his eye. She was openly crying now. It was probably a good thing that she finally let her feelings out instead of repressing them, but the sight of her so shattered still tucked at Han´s heartstrings. No one should have reason to be that devastated.

Somehow, she seemed to sense his thoughts. “I think I´m ready to be alone for a little while,” she said. Her voice was so steady; if Han hadn´t seen her tears, he would have never guessed that she was crying.

“Alright,” he replied. “Me ´n Chewie will be in the lounge if you need anything.”

With those words, he left the cockpit and joined Chewie at the darjik table. He was greeted with an accusing roar.

“She wanted to be alone,” he defended himself. “I told her, we´d be right there in case she needed anything.”

Chewie made an approving sound, before suggesting a match of darjik. Han declined. He didn´t particularly fancy having his arms pulled off and more importantly, his thoughts were still racing.

Seeing the remains of Alderaan made him think of the Death Star. He, Han Solo, had played a part in destroying it. He´d done the right thing, for the first time since rescuing Chewie, he´d done the right thing and come back for Luke. Maybe that was a sign. Maybe his mother hadn´t been wrong after all.

But keeping it that way would mean staying with the Rebellion … Was he ready to take that risk? Compared to the Empire, the Rebels had never been a big military force, but from what he´d heard, they had lost almost three-fourths of their ships in the last two weeks – first in the Battle of Scarif and then in the Battle of Yavin. And as if that wasn´t enough, they didn´t even have a base anymore. Kowak was merely a remote planet that they could – hopefully – orbit without the Empire finding them. All in all, the Rebellion didn´t even stand the ghost of a chance against the Empire. What was the point of fighting against those odds?

At a loss for an answer, he voiced that question out loud.

Chewie´s reply came promptly and decisively. Hope. People like Luke and Leia kept on fighting because they had hope. Chewie held on to his family and friends on Kashyyk because he had hope. The answer was as disappointing as it was simple. Han was many things, full of hope wasn´t one of them. He was willing to take huge risks, used to it even, but that had nothing to do with hope and everything with his devil-may-care attitude. In his life there had been so many times when a tomorrow had seemed out of reach that he had simply stopped worrying about the future. What good was it to agonize about something one might never have?

Just because he didn´t expect a frilly, happy future without the Empire to happen anytime soon, didn´t mean he couldn´t stick around a little longer though, did it? Hope might not be something that could be learned, but it could be inspired. And who was better for that job than their two bright-eyed companions from the Death Star? After all, Leia had already lit that spark in him once when he had decided to come back and help. And it had been a good feeling. Warm and connecting, it had felt a lot like purpose. Han could use some more of that. Maybe …

“What do you say to sticking around a lil´ longer?” he asked.

Chewie´s answering roar could definitely be called enthusiastic. Even though Chewie hadn´t said anything before, Han should have expected it. Defeating the Empire was the only way to free Lumpy and Malla …

“Alright, pal. Then let´s stay a little longer and hope it doesn´t get us killed.” Especially, the last part. Staying with the Rebellion was one thing, dying for it a completely different one.

Before he could get lost in his thoughts again, Leia hectically entered the lounge. “The proximity alarm just went off,” she stated.

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You can find part III here.

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Hi, Im glad to see you back and congratulations on finishing your assignment! I wanted to request SFW Alphabet for Smoker Crocodile and Katakuri letters R T and U please, thank you so much💓

Thanks for the request love!! Lots of good bois in this post! I like writing soft things for these types of men 💘 Hope you enjoy! Gonna put it under the cut as it’s kinda long

Fluff Alphabet (Smoker, Crocodile, Katakuri) (R, T, U)

Smoker

R = Romance - How romantic are they? What would they do to make their s/o happy? Cliché or rather creative?

- Smoker, unfortunately, lacks in the romantic department. he’s really new to romance in general and is honestly just too flustered by the overly cutesy things! that’s not to say he doesn’t try, it just doesn’t come naturally to him, so he can be a bit awkward when he tries to be romantic with his partner (but it’s still sweet)

- to make his partner happy, his biggest effort goes into not bringing work home with him. at home, he tries his hardest to put his attention on them, especially after duties where he’s been away from home for a while. he’ll relax with them, ask them all about their day, help with/cook them dinner, and just unwind with them. he’s found himself to be less stressed and more loving due to this!

- something romance-y he does is he always brings a lil trinket of sorts that reminds him of his s/o when he returns from his missions! they’re just little keepsakes that shows he thinks about them while he’s away. some are mailed when he’s not able to return as soon as he anticipated, and sometimes his s/o will find a sweet letter or a picture of him (encouraged by Tashigi of course) attached.

T = Thrill - Do they need to try out new things to spice out your relationship? Or do they prefer a certain routine?

- Smoker is all about routine. since work can be so sporadic and hectic by itself, he much prefers and finds comfort in normalcy in his domestic life. work is thrilling enough, he doesn’t need romantic getaways or other thrilling activities to feel that spark in his relationship. coming home to his loving partner after a long day’s work is enough to get those butterflies fluttering in his tummy. he looks forward to it every single day!

- of course, he doesn’t ever leave his partner bored. when he’s available, he’ll take the time to take them out and go do things with them. some of his favorite things to do with his partner is go on hikes or go fishing! anything outdoorsy really, activities that give him a chance to escape for a bit with his partner.

- other than this, Smoker appreciates knowing what to expect in his relationship! morning coffee and cuddles, quick kisses before he goes to work, a nice long shower when he gets home, drinking and unwinding with his lover, all the basic domestic things. mundane routines might bore some, but honestly it’s all Smoker could ever ask for.

U = Understanding - How good do they know their partner? Are they empathetic?

- Smoker can’t really pick up on hints to save his life, so it’s much more helpful if his partner is upfront about their feelings. otherwise, he’ll assume everything is totally okay with them.

- when listening to his partner, he tries his best to be understanding but he almost always approaches it very logically. he’s not very empathetic, he thinks there’s a logical reason and logical solution to every thing. his empathy gets a bit better as the relationship continues on, but he’s still not very emotionally-driven when trying to console his s/o

- as for generally understanding his partner, Smoker knows enough! his downfall is that he just forgets the small things sometimes. like he continuously confuses which flower is their favorite, but he still buys them flowers regardless. he honestly tries his best, he just needs some reminders every now and then!

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Crocodile

R = Romance - How romantic are they? What would they do to make their s/o happy? Cliché or rather creative?

- Crocodile can be super romantic when he wants to be. he has all the money (and sometimes time) to spoil his s/o, so he’s known to take them out to fancy dinners, buying them outfits for said dinners, and treating them to some romantic strolls around the town. all cliche activities, but he still manages to make them super romantic!

- anything his partner asks for, he’s more than willing to get it for them. and with his power and status, it’s hardly ever difficult to get them those things! gift-giving and spoiling is definitely his form of romance, since he’s not typically verbally romantic. aside from material things, much like Smoker, he tries his best to make the time he spends with them extra meaningful, since work tends to keep him away. so, he gives them his undivided attention and pampers them with extra love when he finally gets to be alone with them.

- something also cliche and romantic he likes to do is just dance with his s/o around their home! it’s always spontaneous, like when they’re cooking dinner or getting dressed to go out, he’ll pull them into him and waltz around the room. if he’s able to, he’ll turn on some music, if not he’ll just hum it. Crocodile’s a pretty snazzy dancer!

T = Thrill - Do they need to try out new things to spice out your relationship? Or do they prefer a certain routine?

- thrill comes in waves. there are some days where he’s too swamped with work to really be in the mood for anything exciting. but, he usually makes up for this when he finally gets the time to spend with his partner. he’s all for vacationing, taking his partner to new and exciting places, spoiling them with fine foods and memorable experiences, all the like. he understands that it’s nice to get away for a while. because he rarely gets the time to spoil his s/o, he tries to go all out when he can.

- on long weeks when Crocodile is steadily working, there are definitely some routines setting into place. early morning breakfasts, reading the newspaper together, quick dinners, a glass or two of wine, reading before bed, him falling fast asleep before them, etc. it can’t really be helped due to his schedule.

- he’s not unhappy with the routine they’ve developed, but he knows his partner likes to get out every now and then. and he’s convinced it’s good for his mental state as well. so adding some excitement in the relationship when possible is a win-win for both! he mostly just likes to see them pleased so he’ll do almost just whatever it takes to keep them that way.

U = Understanding - How good do they know their partner? Are they empathetic?

- Crocodile is not a mind reader, so don’t try to treat him as such. he’s generally able to tell when his partner is acting a little unusual, but other than that, he much prefers his partner to tell him what’s wrong. only then can he help them get through it.

- he’s not very empathetic and he’s not very good at emotional help. Crocodile has his own way of handling things and has found himself expecting them to do the same. when this doesn’t work, he budges a little. he’s not always the best at giving advice, but he’s learned to be a great listener! he’s also great at offering distractions to help his lover not dwell on what is upsetting them.

- Crocodile has their favorite things down to a T, it never fails. he loves giving them gifts after all, so once they told him all their favorite things, he made sure to take note and proceeded to buy excess amounts of all of them. he has all anniversaries and their birthday marked on his calendars, otherwise he knows he’d forget.

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Katakuri

R = Romance - How romantic are they? What would they do to make their s/o happy? Cliché or rather creative?

- Kata is another shy man when it comes to romance. he wants to be so much more romantic than what he is, he just gets too flustered by it all! he hasn’t had a lot of luck with love and relationships, so he’s a bit new to it all. he also doesn’t want to screw anything up, so he tries to stick to things he’s familiar with.

- lots of nice, private dinners. food is his family’s specialty, so there are lots of dinner dates throughout the relationship. picnics, Kata loves going out with them on picnics. it took some convincing at first, as we all know Kata prefers to eat in privacy, but they found a perfect spot on Komugi Island by a pond where no one could bother them. since then, that’s how Kata likes to show his romantic side and keep his s/o happy, weekly picnic dates.

- realistically, Kata does quite a lot to keep his s/o happy. he involves them in most of his work, makes them feel like family (by making sure his family loves them almost just as much as he does), protects them, and just loves them to death! there’s really no room for questioning, it’s all evident in his actions. he’s a little blushy when being verbally romantic and it’s just so sweet because it’s obvious that he is trying. he’s been waiting for the right love to come along, so he makes sure to keep the romance alive in their relationship.

T = Thrill - Do they need to try out new things to spice out your relationship? Or do they prefer a certain routine?

- Kata is up for trying new things, he doesn’t ever want his partner to get bored of him after all. the picnic became a new addition to their relationship that he has grown to love, so he’s become open to other things. the more secluded, the better of course. he doesn’t want to do anything crazy or dangerous like cliff diving or sky diving, but going out into the town, shopping, strolling, etc. is always a nice change of pace.

- he’s getting older, so he wants someone to settle down with. thrilling adventures are a thing of the past, he just wants someone to love and care for, so he wouldn’t dare put them in any risky situations. as mentioned, some leisurely activities like picnic dates or cooking together is about all he can offer. he doesn’t mind routine one bit, just as long as he has them.

- for their fancy dinner dates, he likes to have something new prepared every time. he’ll always include family members and their specialties. and since there’s so many of them, there’s always an opportunity for something new to eat! there is some routine regarding family stuff as well. meetings, dinners, all the like. the best is family game night, and honestly, that can be pretty thrilling lol

U = Understanding - How good do they know their partner? Are they empathetic?

- throughout the relationship, Kata develops a deep emotional connection to his partner. he constantly studies his partner when they’re not looking, and has a clear understanding of their normal mannerisms. so when they start acting strange, he notices immediately. and after some time, he knows exactly how to cheer them up. he’s very attentive to his partner’s love language and needs!

- it took a bit of adjusting, but after some time, Kata has learned how to approach arguments or when his partner is upset. he’s a great listener, rarely does he ever get defensive, and he tries his hardest to be empathetic towards their feelings. communication is something Kata has greatly improved upon and thus has greatly improved their relationship.

- Kata knows his partner up, down, and all around. even the most obscure things like their favorite season, the way they act when they get nervous, or how many pairs of shoes they own. his mind is like an encyclopedia of his partner lol he just feels like he can’t afford to mess anything up, so he makes sure to take note of everything he can about them so he can keep them happy!

#doctorgerth #one piece #one piece headcanons #op headcanons #one piece hcs #op hcs #fluff alphabet #sfw alphabet #romantic #headcanons #hcs #smoker #sir crocodile #crocodile #charlotte katakuri #katakuri #mariegeoise

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omnipointmuses · 4 years

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Stream Event! Guest Star: Applejack!

The following is a lil collab of sorts. Written by me, Nevermindtheweights or Karma involving my AJ and the delightful Princess Luna, written my DiVi here. This is my collaboration to their little streaming event for the month. I hope DiVi finds this all fitting to their Luna and also what we have established over our short but fun AJ and Luna ship.

If you enjoyed this, my AJ can be found here - @countrygalfeedin

Please enjoy it as much as I did writing it!

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"Good evening everyone. It's your adored Princess Luna here and I'm going to be joined by a rather special friend of mine today." The hefty mass of regal equine announced once her stream had full started, the viewer count ticking up as her fans started to join in to witness what was to be the first major event since the beginning of this vorey month she had announced. The nerdy princess of the night giggled and beamed warmly as she went on to greet a few of the regulars, altering some of the settings as she clicked here and there. This had to be perfect! It was her first guest and she wanted this to be a success. Licking her lips, the scents of food were notable in her room, thanks to her guest was.

"Now then..." She stated, her tone getting a little more authoritative as she started to get settled into her 'host' role for the evening. "I should mention that this little interview.... hang out... whatever we're calling it won't involve any vore. I know, I know. You lot want that but this guest is a fellow predator and I enjoy her company quite a bit. It's fine since she has plenty of foods made for just this. You'll know.... perfectly why I've been expanding a lot more once you see it all~" Leaning back, a hand would pat her stomach which the creaking chair marked the swelling rump's presence. The chat seemed to be interested too, a few various emotes and chatter rushing past.

"So! Without further ado...." She beckoned off camera and giggled. "Say hello to Applejack! A big ol' country beauty who I'm sure you'll adore as I do!" Luna declared as AJ slowly waddled into view and took the seat beside the weight Princess. The orange mare was dressed casually with her hat taken off for more presentable measure. Jeans and t-shirt, it suited her well enough for this and her sheer size was notable beside Luna. While certainly not as greedy nor as massive as the princess, the fans seemed to like that a fellow fatty has been revealed.

"Heh... Thanks fer that sugahcube. Howdy folks. Ah ain't too.... versed in all this tech stuff but thanks fer havin' me!" Her accent seemed much thicker thanks to the more regal tone of the princess being a contrasting tone to it. However, it seemed the fans liked her and perhaps this would go well. "So, err... Luna wanted me ta explain a lil 'bout mahself. So ah'm a farmer at heart but o' late ah've been ruinnin' the brand as much as the farm. Sweet Apple Acres, some of ya might know the place. We make cider mainly as well as a ton o' other stuff. Luna has been a patron for a while...."

"Guilty~ The cider is just amazing. As is the food!" Luna chipped in, licking her lips as the aroma of the various delights of AJ's cooking kept teasing her. AJ, taking the hint, laughed a little.

"Heh... Ain't gonna brag but... Ah'm kinda a bit of a cook. No chef but ah cook a lot of country delights. In fact.... Luna wanted to eat some of this stuff on stream with me fer ya all ta enjoy so...."

A bit of a fumble would happen before the camera was zoomed out to reveal a large tray being pulled out, laden with AJ's home-cooked delights. Fritters and pies sat proudly steaming, hot and packed full of apples and calories. Deep bowls were filled with fried chicken, spiced accordingly to how Luna liked it, sweetened with a honey drizzle, thick buttermilk biscuits with chicken gravy dips that look thick and herbed. Not only that there was a few stacked burgers, hand-made on crusty buns. Patties that were thick and smothered with cheesy goodness, added with onions and bacon. Finally, there was two products of Potatoes. One was a large mass of clearly buttery mashed potatoes and bowls of spiced fries, thickly cut and crispy. It was a simply if small country banquet. Licking her lips along with Luna, AJ went through what everything was for the crowd that seemed to be eager over all the foods.

So, once the duo caught each other's eyes, they nodded and got to work. Hands would grasp at whatever goodness they could reach and the thousands of fans would bare witness to a sheer amount of gluttony. The two styles were as expected, Luna's greater size allowing her to grab and stuff more down her gullet. From lumps of mashed potatoes to those stacked burgers, they would be wolfed down with lingering traces of grease and mess upon her lips that would be licked up eagerly by a tongue that was known to force down eager prey. AJ was a little more relaxed with it. Murring faintly from her own large mouthuls. While Luna went for the greasy foods, AJ favoured the fritters above all else. Crumbs would litter her lips and fall upon her pudgy bosom as she munched and chewed down the gooey sugary delight within the calorie-rich pastries. The duo were quite something to behold, the chat seeming to cheer over their gluttony. The duo kept at it, their own styles keeping them fed. Luna however, started to smirk as she swallowed down a hunk of pie along with some fries. Grabbing a burger, her grasp making it ooze out of the side of the bun, sauce and grease dribbling down her hands, she leaned over to AJ whose eyes widened a little in surprise.

"Open up, country gal~" Luna teased, giving quite the bedroom eyes as the orange mare opened her maw once another fritter went to joining the friends in her gurgling gut. Needless to say the messy burger was crammed down the blonde's throat, with Luna making sure AJ affectionately licked off the grease, cheese and sauce that lingered on her hands. AJ, grunting a little from the sudden meal she had been forced to swallow down, grabbed a large handful of the buttery and hot mashed potatoes and naturally, returned the favour. The hedonistic side of Luna was happy enough to go along with it, enthusiastically lapping it down as her tongue licked over the other's hands. It seemed to be daring her to do better and bigger....

The next half an hour the crowds would witness would be the two girls going at it. Feeding each other messily, handfuls of this and that being pushed into lips, messy flabby bulks squishing into each other as the duo were in this enrapturing moment of shared gluttony. The tray was bumped and knocked by guts and chests both as flabby hands grasped at whatever they could to give them ammo in this feeding session. Hunks of fried chicken were moaned down by both parties, followed by the creamy mashed potatoes or the crispy fries, gravy poured down throats as chasers to the foods they were devouring. Slices of pies were crammed against maws in which tongues and lips were eagerly trying to clear and work inside as the world would bare witness to quite the session between the girls. It was hard to look away from, every second a sound or noise of delight or gluttony being heard as the stocks of food slowly vanished from the tray to both inside and on the two fatty girls.The event would ebb out slowly as the girls, both with hooded eyes and panting from fullness and excitement, tried to keep calm....

"S-so.... ooof....UUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAALLLLLLLLLLLLPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP.....!" Belched out Luna as she tried to recompose herself a little, brushing some hair back and addressing the camera, her fans, before belching out thunderously. "As you can see... my dear friend AJ here.... is.... quite the cook~ Able to keep me fed that's for sure~" She winked at her friend who waved a messy hand as she tried to find some words, electing to only belch instead as her stomach gurgled. AJ was a little out of it herself truth be told.

"We had planned a whole... interview and....more but..... I think the stream will end their for now folks...~" Luna soon said as she fumbled with the keyboard, a little too hot and bothered to keep the stream running for what was about to happen next between simple farm girl and regal princess.....~ The chat could only speculate as the activity flared ont he screen but by now, the greedy duo didn't care. Not even the pings could be heard over the moans of their kisses....~

#ic #Omnipoint!princess luna #countrygalfeedin #submission #:heart eyes:#*screams*#thankie friendo it's good #EVERYONE LOOKIT THIS GOOD FIC HECK

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loyaltyoverroyaltyrecords · 4 years

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Tayo is an upcoming artist out of Seattle that's fresh on the music scene. He became active about a year ago when he put out his first releases, previously under the name Yvng Tayo. Even though his debut songs are indeed quite recent, he is definitely no stranger to music-making. In fact, Tayo has been perfecting his craft behind the scene for quite a while, before eventually making a splash into the music world! As a former basketball player, Tayo was quite busy, but some injuries prevented him from pursuing sports as much as he aimed, so he had some more time to focus on music. His sound is remarkably diverse, bridging the divide between genres as diverse as pop, R&B, and even hints of hip-hop to spice things up.

Fans of artists like Lil Mosey, Frank Ocean, XXXTENTACION, Miguel, or Drake are certainly going to connect with Tayo's creative vision. His production aesthetics are on-point, and more importantly, his vocal flow is highly recognizable, making for a unique feel and adding something special to his music. Stream Tayo's latest release "Fall Through" below and look for much more to come from the burgeoning talent in the new year.

#Tayo #Yvng Tayo #Fall Through #Seattle #Loyalty Over Royalty Records #Rap Music #Lil Mosey

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her-words-her-stories · 5 years

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Her Favorite Time of Day

Pairing: Tony Stark x Pepper Potts (Established Couple) Word Count: 1,717 words Request: Nope! Warnings: It's a lil angsty, but it's really fluff

Summary: After a long day of working at Stark Industries, Pepper Potts looks forward to one of the rare times within her workday where she gets to see Tony within the office. A bit of loving closeness is of course to ensue.

A/N: I imagine this takes place during somewhere between Iron Man 2 and Infinity War ( I know some kind of gap! xD ) I totally welcome feedback as this is my first time writing a non-Reader centered work :) I recently got into Pepperony, and even though I initially wrote this as a Reader / Anyone, I saw the potential for some Pepper / Tony and went for it!

ALSO: I I'll posted this over on Ao3! ( Here! )

ENJOY! <3

Could time go any slower?

Virginia "Pepper" Potts thought to herself as she watched the analog wall clock slowly tick, tick, tick away of every minute left within the hour. Time seemed to be moving at an astonishingly glacier pace, when all she wanted to do was see Tony, head home, kick back, and relax. The day itself had been a taxing one with all the newfound assignments that had found their way onto her desk and with merely an hour left before the end of her workday, she couldn't possibly find the motivation or drive to give a damn about what was in front of her.

Nevertheless, she pushed on, forcing herself to type each word that followed the next within her report on the recent spending trends of Stark Industries, typing as fast as she could with her eyes trained on that damned clock. She started to watch as literally at 4:59 PM as the clock ticked it's final one, a feel of slowed time waved over her as it felt like Father Time himself was teasing her. Thankfully, he knew mercy, as 5 PM hit right on the dot. With relief, Pepper slumped forward letting her forehead land on the keyboard, adding an space after space after space to her document, and gave out a long awaited sigh.

Even with the hustle and bustle of the office during the day, it was always interesting to hear how right at the end the office seemed to be renewed with a new breath of life as everyone made their getaway. A woman in the office next to Pepper's would quickly pack her lunch and her personal things before heading off to speak with her friend down on the 1st floor. The man overseeing the mailroom would actually lean back and watch as everyone crowded the way home, waiting the 5 or so minutes for it to thin out before even lifting a finger to do the same, but Pepper? Pepper knew this was the time to get her things and head upstairs towards the 3rd floor offices to see her Mr. Stark. This was really one of the few times Pepper even got to see him during the day, since with her now being the one in charge, Tony usually had a lot more time to do what what he felt was more deserving of his time. But, nevertheless, each time she saw him within the office, it was always a nice time to be had.

Pepper waited as the halls filled with gossip, laughter, and the hurried sounds of dress shoes and heels hitting the grey tiled floors before making her way towards the back stairwell to make her ascension. The clacking of her heels on the concrete steps always reminded her of the taunting sound of that analog clock, but she endured it to maintain her professional style. Soon, she accessed the 3rd floor offices with a beep of her keycard, and as she entered she was much like the idle rock that rested within a bustling creek. The offices poured out with staff and clients as they too longed for home, heading towards the lower office floors to make their weekend escape. The scene was much like going against the tide, as Pepper passed through, sliding and weaving, until she finally came to stand at the doorway of one of the glass walled conference rooms.

And there Tony sat.

For the second time today, she saw him, sitting at the head of a glass conference table with a lovely backdrop of Manhattan, hand on his forehead, and phone in hand. He looked as well kept and professionally dressed as he did when he greeted her in her office this morning, but seemed just as tired with the day as she was, with his day being filled with an endless stream of meetings that could have literally been an email. His surprisng weariness made her smile sometimes, just knowing how hard he worked to get where he was and how even at his weakest he still wanted to going. Pepper tilted her head as she just watched him there, taking on his phone, and slowly made her way over to his side. She had grown skilled at muffling the sound of her footsteps on the carpeted floors, and nearly startled him once she spoke up.

"Rough day?" She teased as Tony whipped his head up from his phone, lifting his head from his hand.

"Oh! Hey, Pep," Tony's eyes lit up as he saw her visage. Her presence had always done that, "Yes... It has and I can confidently say 100% certainty... that I don't miss this at all," He chuckled as he leaned back and sighed, "A 3 hour meeting to go over why you shouldn't try unsupervised tests with older versions of the Arc Reactor tend to do that." He scoffed as he reached over for one of the side chairs and pulled it over beside him for her to sit down. "But enough about that stuff, I already talk to you about that every day. How was your day?"

Pepper smiled as he presented her with this throne chair at his side, and sat beside him, legs crossed and head leaning on his shoulder as he wrapped an arm around her. You two never worried about "office etiquette" after work hours or when the office was as empty as it was now, nor did Tony actually even care. It was only 5:15 PM and the office floor was as quiet as a library on a Friday night, though the mere presence of the CEO and the familial founder in the space space can do that, too.

"It was alright, just more of the same thing." Pepper cuddled her face into his black blazer jacket. It smelled of his cologne, a deep calming scent of rain near a woodsy cabin within the midst of Fall, crisp with October spices, and a hint of oil and his own natural scent. It always made her feel so relaxed and it was a truth that he knew very well. She already knew once her head hit his shoulder that he was wearing quite the smirk. She soon felt as his fingers curled around her hip and slowly kneaded at her side to relax her. A soft sigh slipped past her lips, and her breath had tickled at his neck only slightly. It was quickly apparent with the tension she felt from his fingers pushing into her skin and the sudden clearing of his throat. Pepper stifled a giggle as Tony tried to keep his eyes fixated on his phone then, not wanting to make a deal of it.

She too then looked to his phone, seeing that even now, 30 minutes after the workday had ended, Tony was still looking at notes about needed materials and previous tests and results he had saved about his suits. It only made her laugh as she moved her hand to his thigh and patted him there.

"What?" Tony asked, sightly moving his head to look over at her.

"You never cease to amaze me - Or stop working." Pepper moved her arms to wrap around him, propping your chin on him as she looked up to meet his gaze.

The locking of their eyes on one another only fermented the adoration they both shared for one another, and she felt it he pulled her in closer to his side of his chair. Tony moved to put his phone on the table softly, and reached for her chin, pulling Pepper in for a soft, delicate kiss. His lips were the right kind of soft that simply complimented hers completely, with a slight rough feel from his perfectly sculpted goatee. His touch mirrored that as well, has soft at first contact, but yet the hands of a man who labored hours of hard work. She smiled at the nuzzling of his nose with hers and pulled herself in even closer to his body, even though there was no godly way the two could be anymore in sync with one another.

However, it didn't stop Tony from trying.

That soft, tender kiss soon grew with want and dedication as Pepper felt his hand lift from her chin to pull her crossed legs overtop his lap. There they rested as his other hand pushed into the back of her red locks on a journey for those roots he loved to grip and pull. A gasp from her lips passed onto his own, and underneath the back of her knee she felt his want for her straining against the zipper of his slacks. That workplace etiquette that they had "both" believed they could ignore was starting to show a line that was slowly becoming more and more defined. In this moment of need, intense want, and craving, Ms. Potts wished it would blur as it started to get harder and harder to pull herself away. Her hand started to venture into his silky, raven black hair, allowing her fingers to claw up the back of his head which earned her a deep groan as he pulled back to bite at her bottom lip.

His eyes caught hers again in that instance, and it was then that they both knew it was well over time to go home.

"Tony..." Pepper panted out as they both came to stare breathlessly at one another. "We-"

"...Should head out?" Tony smiled at her, causing her to give a mirrored smile and nod.

Within the next few minutes, the both of them had gathered yourselves again, heading towards her office where he got the last of his things, and headed towards that back stairwell to make their way downstairs to freedom. Pepper walked in front of him, not thinking much about how she walked in her skirt and heeled ensemble, but rest assured Tony did. He reached passed her to push open the exit door, his face coming exceedingly close to her own as he towered over her, slightly tickling her cheek with the stubble of his beard. Pepper blushed as you moved forward, leading them both down, and out of the building, finally on their way home.

This was really one of the few times she even got to see him during the day, and.... it really is a nice time to be had.

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