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void-spells · 3 months

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Survivor! Finale!!!

Still grieving Cere...but I found her lightsaber! Finally I can return to my favorite lightsaber layout with Tapal’s and Cere's emitters!

Okay time to go kick Bode's ass.

Ah, sneaky infiltration time!! I'm sure no one noticed the big non-Empire ship just parked out here.

MAN it sucks that it didn't let me change Cal's hair up when he had the ISB uniform on. This is NOT a military-appropriate haircut!!

Weird place for an apartment at the end of a wide hallway?

Oh....a baby....hello!!!

Mookie...

OH SHIT!

Love Cal. Fully called this man a monster to his face in front of his daughter. He would give loud annoying gifts to kids who's parents annoy him.

Also??? Bode???? Why are you suddenly so stupid????? It's a whole PLANET dude! With like one and a half ways to get to it! And you want to JUST have you and Kata there??? How safe is Kata gonna be if you get hurt and there's no one else on the ENTIRE PLANET?????

Fine! Run bitch!

Wait huh.

Embrace

Embrace Cal’s WHAT??????

OKAY

That was uhhhhh. I'm just gonna try and avoid that as much as possible.

SHIT I accidentally went Dark Mode

I DID IT AGAIN WHY WOULD THEY JUST REPLACE SLOW

Love Cal and Merrin talking it out to the sound of crunching bones

This is fine! It's all good!

Hop back to Koboh and it's FINE

HA I KNEW THIS PLACE WAS SUSPICIOUSLY ARENA-SHAPED!

Nasty Cal UNLOCKED

Huh. This is an elevator. Okay then.

Zee....still annoyed by her.

...and then I put Cal in a green outfit, stopped playing for the night, and didn't touch the game for several weeks

Realized the green outfit was NOT as cute as I thought it was. This red lighting in the menu is fucking with me

To Tanalorr!!!

Sidenote: Love when BD goes backpack mode with the bomber jacket bc the metal on the back looks like lil handles for his tiny feet

"GREEZY DOES IT BABY" I want that on a mug

Oh man Tanalorr is pretty....the water is reminding me a bit too much of the Pool Rooms tho

This game can't condition me to destroy every plant that sparkled and then do this.

Like why would they do that. Do you know how many times I shmacked a plant for nothing

BODE STOP BEING STUPID!! EVEN TOUR DAUGHTER THINKS YOU'RE BEING STUPID!!

Oh this fight is. Woof.

Ohhhhhhkay turns out if we don't get Nasty then Cal just has his skull bashed in to death. Got it. Embrace the Nastiness or die

Got myself a Drink after attempt number 3. Surely alcohol will help me play video game good.

Attempt 4.

Nine attempts later and Bode really just made Cal kill him in front of his kid like that. Fully attempted to strangle two people to death in front of his very young child, was given ANOTHER OPPORTUNITY TO SURRENDER, then proceeded to not do that. I'm sure Kata is feeling so safe as a result of your decisions, Bode. Rip you and your bara tiddies tho ig.

The entire scene of Cal standing at Cere's funeral pyre...non-stop tears. What the fuck man.

And now I'm sure they definitely won't make Cal "23-years-old,-should-be-at-the-club" Kestis raise a kid. Because that would be dumb. Right? Right? Not gonna make the kid who is still very seriously struggling with his own trauma suddenly be responsible for another kid, right?

So super cool how Greez gets another kid and Kata is like Cal's non-force-sensitive baby sister, right? Greez is gonna teach Kata how to cook, she's gonna be great at it. One big happy family.

Right?

Welp, guess I'm gonna run around some more! I'm gonna take SO many nice screencaps! And probably replay jfo. And cry.

#jedi survivor #jedi survivor spoilers #voids survivor playthrough #respawn hand Cal over to me right now #you wont do right by him i can feel it

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kayah16 · 4 years

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Valentines Day (Before Ardian)

"You could be with that fine ass Rezar but you sitting in this raggedy diner."

Tasha's coworker Kenya spoke up. Tasha rolled her eyes as she ignored her. Her and Rezar was just friends. Well in her head they was just friends and in Rezars head she was his woman. She just wants to know when did that happen?

Did she sleep with him? Yes. Was it good? Yes. Was she waiting at his house like he asked? Yes. That don't mean they together. A lot of people sleep together and it don't mean anything. Yet, she couldn't shake the feeling that it did mean something.

She did make him her special pancakes. He did leave her good tips every time he came to the diner even if it was a cup of tea or coffee he left her a good tip. Tasha snapped out of her memory fog when Kenya pinched her thigh.

"Kenya, my thighs hurt. Don't pinch me no more."

"That big ass man must have had you in 10 positions."

"I don't even remember if we went to sleep."

Kenya laughed as Tasha hid her face in her hands. Hearing the diner door open Kenya turned her head to see Rezar walking in. He had flowers, a teddy bear, and chocolate in his hands along with a lot of bags. Her and Rezar looked at each briefly and she motioned for him to come to where her and Tasha was sitting.

"He must be good then?"

Kenya asked.

"I see why he's a wrestler. He can go. As big as he is I expected him to be rough but he's gentle."

Rezar had quietly snuck behind Tasha sitting next to her.

"ik kan ruw zijn."

Tasha sent a glare to Kenya's way as she heard Rezar. His voice when he spoke Dutch. Him speaking Dutch. He was doing this on purpose. Rezar waited for Tasha to turn around and greet him. Kenya held her pointer finger up and did a church exit leaving Tasha and Rezar alone.

After talking to herself she turned around to see a smirking Rezar. She took the time to admire him. His beard was growing. He got a haircut which made his ears stand out. He was wearing a white t-shirt, blue jeans, and white air forces. He looked good. Meanwhile she was sitting in this hot ass diner looking a hot ass mess she thought to herself.

"Hi Rezar."

"Hi beautiful. You left before I can give you your gifts."

"Rezar, you didn't have to."

Kenya peeked her head out from where she was at.

"Yes he did!"

Rezar laughed as Tasha turned around to glare at Kenya. Rezar turned Tasha around so she was looking at him.

"Why did you leave?"

"I have work."

"I told you, I take care of you. You don't have to work here."

"GIRL GRAB HIS ASS!"

Kenya yelled from where she was at. Tasha laughed despite herself. Rezar loved hearing Tasha laugh.

"Where's your boss?"

Rezar asked once her laughter died down. Tasha tilted her head staring at Rezar funny.

"Why?"

"You taking the day off. I'll talk to him for you."

Before Tasha could argue her boss came out from the back looking unhappy.

"Tasha are you dumb or stupid?"

At that Rezar stood up to his full height standing Tasha up and pulling her behind him. He frowned at her boss as he clenched and unclenched his fists. Tasha noticed how his demeanor changed and she placed a gentle hand on his arm.

"Don't you ever in your life talk to her like that again!"

Rezar had raised his voice which made Tasha jump a little. His accent came out thick and heavy as his brown eyes became a shade darker. Tasha went to stand in front of him. She grabbed his face with both her hands making her look at him.

"Baby, calm down. I know he's an ass but calm down."

Rezar's eyes softened hearing Tasha call him baby and feeling her hands on his face.

"She's taking the rest of the day off. Don't call her if she's needed."

"And who the hell are you?"

Tasha glared at her boss. He wasn't smart.

"I'm her boyfriend. Talk like that to her again I'm throwing you against this wall!"

The boss jumped and hurried to the back. Rezar continued to glare his jaw clenching. After he calmed down slightly he looked down at Tasha.

"You're not working here no more."

"Rezar...."

"Tasha. I will break his neck. I'm giving you your 2 weeks notice that you not working here no more. You are going to give him your two weeks notice."

"I guess he told you. Shit, you wouldn't have to tell me twice."

"Kenya!"

"Sorry."

Kenya went back to being quiet watching everything unfold.

"How about you show me what you planned for me for Valentine's day."

At that Rezar beamed brightly and grabbed the teddy bear and flowers handing it to Tasha. Tasha was confused as hell one minute soft spoken teddy bear next minute look like he could commit a murder.

"Your beard is growing nicely."

"Probably cause he been eating good."

Kenya remarked. Tasha blushed as Rezar gave a cocky smile.

"Kenya, shouldn't you be working?"

"No. We don't have no customers. Where you taking her Rezar?"

"She's getting her hair and nails done and she has a few things I had delivered to her apartment. Nice dinner by the water."

"Girl if you don't go head and get pregnant by this man!"

"Kenya!"

"I'm just saying. I gotta be here until closing and he signing you out early."

Rezar went in his pocket and took out his money clip. He counted his money until he reached the amount he wanted and handed it to Kenya. Kenya took the money counting it and gasped at Rezar.

"Do you know how much is here?"

Rezar nodded. Kenya put the money in her pocket with a wide smile.

"Ready beautiful?"

"Yes, I'm ready. Do I need bring a changing bag?"

"No, I have some changing clothes for you."

"Girl you won't be able walk after he done with you!"

Tasha laughed as Rezar grabbed her Valentine's day gift bags. He held his big hand out for her to grab. Tasha grabbed his hand and they walked out the diner to enjoy their first Valentine's day. They wasn't a couple in Tasha's head but to Rezar they were. They had to talk about that.

AN: Fluff. Sucks. Before Ardian lol. Rezar 😊😊😊😊

#Bekim Family Fic #Rezar and Tasha Fic #Kayah writes a mess

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hearteyes-for-killmonger · 5 years

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No Place Like Home 💜

Dedicated to @marvelpotterlove 💜 This was a 5 part series, but I extended it to 6.. and now I'm extending it again with this epilogue long after the fact but @amethyst1993 made me wanna do it so here we go.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6

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Epilogue: Happy New Year

December 31st began with waking up in a California king with a California king as sun rays streamed through stark white curtains onto the bed to illuminate his scar-riddled skin a brilliant gold. The best part about the peaceful moment was that it was not an anomaly. The same angelic image of him could be seen any given morning after a devilish night with him at his place and it was forever burned into your memory. You watched silently as his eyes blinked open and adjusted peeacefully on yours. No words were needed. With a lighthearted smile, you dipped your head under the sheet and grabbed his morning wood in your hand, trailing your lips up and down the shaft. Your tongue happily followed the same path as he turned laying fully on his back.

"That lip balm is the truth," he groaned, voice almost as deep as your affection for him. You smiled into the vein running lengthwise up his stiffness, silently sighing a small laugh and he twitched in your hand. Since you'd bought both of you your own tubes of Beekman's Pure Goat Milk Lipbalm, he'd been using his nonstop and noticing just how soft it made his lips. He swore yours were softer too, like silken rose petals, although you'd been using the stuff. Sticking your blanket covered butt in the air, you enveloped him in your mouth, sucking gently on the head. You could taste his precum as it mixed with your spit and you let it drool back onto him, twisting your hands around his shaft. You took it slow, with neither of you having anywhere else more important to be. Slowly and passionately, you channeled all of your lust into the soft cushions of your lips. You could hear him exhale short gusts of air and swallow. His hands felt on your shoulders and when he pulled the blanket off of you, you looked up at him.. feeling him twitch in your mouth. Your hands traveled up his abs and rubbed all over his chest before you popped him out of your mouth and rubbed him all over your face, getting messy. You slapped him gently against your cheek and when you sucked him again, he groaned deeply. "Where you want it, baby?" When you didn't release him, sucking more vigorously instead he knew the answer and he came with a final twitch and slight jerk of the hips. You made sure to swallow every drop. "You.. are perfect," he sighed watching you with wide eyes. He was completely enamored and the thought made your head swim with elation. "Come here," he whispered curling his fingers in a matching hand motion. You wiggled up to kiss him before he guided you onto your back and kissed from your lips to your neck to your navel. "My turn," he said huskily, making himself comfortable as if he planned to be down there a while. Three and a half hours was the current record and that was because you were marathoning Brooklyn 99 when it happened that one time.

Brunch was prepared by a shirtless Erik and you made sure to watch carefully as he wrapped scallops with brown-sugared bacon and cut up smoked salmon, arranging it neatly over capers, eggs, onion, and a toasted baguette. He then moved onto a pasta dish. It was elegant and picture perfect and his signature cocktail was the perfect complement. You cut up the fruit, set the table, and washed dishes as a contribution and after the food, you kissed Erik goodbye and promised to be ready at 7:20 PM for your date.

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Ang sat on your bed while you got dressed telling you about how drastically her older brother's veneers changed his look and now he might get married now. "He used to say hook me up with one of your friends," she copied in a deep voice that made you shake your head with a grin. Somehow she looked as sounded like him when she did that. "..And I'd tell him no because he's ugly.. and he was!"

"Oh I remember," you scoff and she shows you his glowup on her phone. "Oh yeah, he'll be married by next year if that's what he truly wants. He looks good."

"I'm not telling his bighead that.. and you! So you didn't try to work at all today, whaaat? That beautiful man has turned you out and I'm here FOR it, child," Ang waved her hand in the air with a sip from her wine glass.

"It's New Year's Eve, Ang! I don't typically work on New Y--" You couldn't contain it, your snicker sprung free from your gut as she stared through you calling out the lie with her eyes. Once you cracked, she did too giggling with you. If Erik weren't in the picture, you'd be working right now or thinking about it. "Oh wait! I have your New Year's gift," you jump, shuffling to your closet. "For you, my darling." You hand her a shiny blue gift bag and her lip curves into a happy pout.

"Awwww," she fawns pulling out the Coach scarf and matching leather gloves. "I would say you didn't have to--"

"BUT I DID," you yell with a knowing smile, finishing the sentence with her in unison.

"I've got your gift in the car! I'll go get it hold on," she grins. Your phone buzzes and when you check it, it's Jamira. Ang stops short so you pass it to her and she rolls her eyes at the name on the screen, typing a response.

"What.. do.. you.. want.. tacky little girl," she says slowly, typing it out. "I still don't like that mousey bitch or her tangled ass wig," she mutters crossing her arms flippantly, the phone dropping to the bed.

"I'm just glad she finally got from up under my mama's toxic ass and went and got some business," you say twirling in the brand new white dress you purchased for your date. It had a flowy mid-thigh length a-line skirt, a ruffled sheer hem, sheer long sleeves, and deep v-neck cleavage. You paired it with white pumps, a silver necklace with a diamond pendant, and diamond stud earrings. "Crazy what space and self-reflection can do for a person."

"You're better than me. I wouldn't care about her little transformation. Transform these hands, little Yoda."

The shift in your family structure was something serious. You heard through the grapevine that your stepdad passed, but you didn't so much as call let alone go to the funeral. You were grown and he'd had years to develop a relationship with you.. but he chose not to.. so you didn't feel bad about your decision in the least. You didn't comment on the Facebook posts and videos. You didn't send any condolences. Shortly after, you learned that Jamira left the city and relocated to New Jersey.

The phone rings this time and you both stare at it, letting it ring. "Answer it," you say finally and with a long groan Ang picks it up, putting it on speaker.

"WHAT... little girl," she sighs.

"Can I speak to my sister."

"WHAT? LITTLE GIRL," you repeat.

"Y/N.. I wanted to call you to say... I'm sorry.." she pauses and you exchange bewildered expressions with Ang.

"I don't give the fuck," Ang mouths and you chuckle silently listening to hear what comes next.

"I was a bitch and mom is still a bitch. I don't know why I was so bad to you.. Well no, I do know. I was angry at you because you had this huge plan like you just knew you were gonna be hot shit and then you left and I thought you'd come right back after you failed but then you didn't and I kept waiting for you to fall on your face. We all did, but you never came back and then you'd send money like you were rubbing it in our faces. You always had everything, like you were above us all. I hated you, or I thought I did.. In reality, I hated myself and I see that now too. Sooo.. Instead of hating you, I've decided to try and make my life something closer to the life I want. I just wanted to tell you that."

You stare at Ang and she stares back, her wide eyes matching yours. You're lost for words.

"Thank you for calling to tell me," you finally say calmly, unsure of how to respond. You aren't sure you're ready to wipe years under the rug just yet. "If you want to call me to talk from time to time.. you can," you add.

"I will," she says and when you hang up, you and Ang both let out a long sigh.

"I need a drink now," you laugh pouring yourself a bit more wine.

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When Erik picks you up in his black NSX, he's looking sharp in his tailored deep navy and black suit. You can tell he got a fresh haircut to clean up around his locs and you smile reaching to touch it. "Well look at you," Ang yells from the door, heading to her car with her Coach goodies. The day was definitely all about elegance and refinement, you note gleefully as he hands you a beautiful bouquet of red and white flowers. "You know about flowers," he asks. You chuckle shaking your head. You hadn't a clue about them except that they were pretty and you were glad to get anything from him.

"Red carnations and white chrysanthemums," he points. "The red means love, pride, and admiration because I admire the way you handle yourself and persevere by any means necessary. The white means truth and loyalty.. and the ring in the middle," he points again watching your eyes grow wide at the princess cut yellow sapphire set in white gold. "..This is a promise ring," he smiles, silver fangs gleaming. "It says I promise to always support you, be there for you, and available to you. You're strong and you've only gotten stronger since we've been together. I've gotten stronger. Better. I don't know what forever looks like, or fuck it, next year honestly. But one day at a time, I think we can do this.. What you think?"

"...Yeah," you nod meekly and laugh, your feelings beginning to overflow. You pick up the ring and he helps slide it on. You can feel a tear slip down your cheek and it's not even a proposal.

"How's my gift supposed to compare to that," Ang pouts playfully revealing a silver bag.

"So you just gone ruin my moment? I had her crying tears of joy," Erik stresses in a brag like the moment he'd created was a woven masterpiece.

"Hush, prettyboy." Ang playfully bumps him out of the way and he steps back. She puts the bag in your hands and as soon as you try to look in it, she grabs it back with a mischievous smile. "I put something in there for him too. Happy New Year!I'm putting this in your living room. Look through it later, okay. For now, you two go have fun" she says dancing toward the house, locking the door and returning your keys. You don't stop her because you know she has plans for the night as well.

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In the car, you told Erik about your sister's call. His response was to leave the decision up to you as to whether you would forgive her or keep contact with her. "You're the only one who can decide if you are or will ever be ready for that," he said simply. "Just keep her away from me." You couldn't be mad at it.

The Fox Theatre was his surprise. You jumped into his arms wrapping yours happily around his neck when you realized you were there for an Ella Mai concert. Loudly, you both sang and there was nothing that could've possibly been better. You were almost ashamed to give him his gift which was in your trunk.. an Aerogarden.. a stainless steel mini countertop garden with LED lighting that would allow him to grow his own fresh herbs, greens, and veggies right there in the kitchen. Thankfully, he loved it. "Thank you, baby," he said between smothering kisses all over your face. He really loved it.

It was the perfect date night and when he dropped you back at home, you invited him in to see what Ang brought the two of you. From the bag, you pull out a Kate Spade wallet and a mug that says Reformed Workaholic. Erik smirks and you hit him playfully. Then you pull out an envelope but it's addressed to him. He opens the it and reads the card:

Erik, Thank you for taking care of my bestie. She deserves it. I'm glad she found someone like you. If she ever gets on your nerves, just drop her off at my house, but stick around.

"Ain't gotta tell me," he says slipping it back into the envelope. There's a pair of Gucci black rimmed glasses and he grabs them immediately putting them on.

"Damn..," you jerk at how fast he moved to grab them. "I'll tell her you liked them!" Chuckling, you take out the last items. A bottle of honey and a can of whipped cream. "What I'm supposed to do with this," you mumble, your mind putting it together. There's a dark glint in his eyes.

"You gone really thank her after I show you how they do New Years kisses in Australia," he whispers lowly in your ear with an Australian accent. "Down under." You cackle. Pulling you up from the couch, he drapes you over his shoulder like a caveman, slapping your ass and he takes you up the stairs, honey and whipped cream in hand. You're thanking her in your head already.

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