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crheativity · 3 months

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Hello how have u been I was wondering if I can request a slightly part 2 of the reader making the overblot squad cute little plushies so wha if the reader makes the plushies clothing and accessories like for vil’s plushie little fake makeup and same clothing he has sorry if my English is bad I’m still learning

SUMMARY: You decide to make the Overblot Squad’s plushies clothes! How do they react?

WARNINGS: None that I am aware of!

COMMENTS: Oh my GOSH this is such a cute idea!! And no worries Anon, your English is just fine :D I hope you enjoy it!!

Part one - Prefect making the Overblot Squad plushies of their respective Seven member - can be found here. Part three - their reactions when the plushies are stolen - can be found here.

You made his plushie some… clothes? He didn’t even know you could remove her current ones! He would never think to try something so scandalous on his own! Especially not with a plushy of the Queen of Hearts!! Ah, wait- he meant no disrespect! He just meant that he wouldn’t- uh… He’s just gonna stop talking now.

You have to show him how to change his plushy’s clothes – he refuses to figure it out on his own in case someone walks in – but once you show him it’s not like that, he’s more comfortable with it. He doesn’t change things around a lot – maybe whenever you make him a new one. He keeps them all safely in a box under his bed. Occasionally, he’ll take them out just to look at. Seeing them always makes him smile.

You decided to make the powerful, feared and mighty King of Beasts… a hat? And slippers? Hah, you got guts, Prefect. He’s gotta say, he respects it. Alright, he’ll indulge you. He’s slightly surprised at how small yet detailed the accessories are. There’s something slightly endearing about such small clothes… maybe that’s one of the reasons why people like children? Tch. Te can’t relate.

Nonetheless, it’s amusing to him what kind of accessories you think of. He’s also not the type to change up the doll’s outfit a whole lot, but he’ll stash them all around his room. Much like the toy, they all smell of you. It’s starting to annoy the other Beastmen. Ruggie’s strongly considering having an intervention.

Prefect… these are adorable! Are you sure you don’t want to sell these? Ah, r-right. Please forgive him for forgetting they were for-... for his eyes only. Please stop looking at him and let him regain his composure. He absolutely loves them! He hopes you know how much of a friend the doll has become to him. He’s starting to tear up, you’re so kind. Give him a minute.

Azul has designated different clothes for different purposes. Before bed, he puts his doll in her pajamas. When he wakes up, he selects her outfit for the day and changes her into it. He does this almost ritualistically every day. Floyd and Jade have teased him for it, but surprisingly, Azul doesn’t seem to mind.

Oh? You made his Sorcerer of the Sands doll some different outfits? Pft– that’s so cute. He didn’t mean to laugh at you – he’s delighted, really! He just… can’t believe that you’d spend precious free time doing something like that. Hey, come on, he’s not judging you or anything, but free time is precious, right? You should spend it more on doing what you want to do. Still, though, he loves the clothes - and finds your cute little pout adorable.

He definitely keeps them with the doll. Whenever you make him new ones, he’ll pick up the doll and change the outfit. Otherwise, he’ll only change them a couple times every so often. This has given him an idea though. Maybe you’d like a doll too? Then you could match. Although, Ramshackle dorm doesn’t really have a mascot… maybe he could make you a ghost? Or a plushie of Grim?

(Didn’t he say that spending ‘precious free time’ doing something like ‘that’ was wasted? Point it out to him and he’ll get flustered and walk off in a huff. He will return with a plush and an apology for you two days later. He enjoyed making it a lot.)

You made his doll clothes?! He’s trying not to squeal like a teenage girl. He didn’t know that his doll could change clothes!! Oh, prefect, he loves you so much. He’s going to ask you to make so many clothes, you better be prepared for what you’re getting into!

He, like Azul, changes the clothes all the time and will often just sit down for like an hour and change the doll into perfect outfits. As you could probably guess, Vil LOVES using the doll to try out new looks. Whenever he’s designing an outfit or a piece of clothing, he always asks you to make a small version for him to try out on the doll. This helps him to be able to practise styling them and getting an idea of how the finished piece would look.

His favourite kind of outfit to ask for, however, is anything that reminds you of fashion from your homeworld.

You made his marketable plushie some marketable clothes?? Oh my gosh. That’s adorable. It’s so small! Looks like those itty bitty cutey kitty clothes– AH– ahem. you didn’t hear that. He definitely wasn’t just having a total fanboy moment. no siree… do you think you could make him an outfit from his favourite anime? that’d be cool, he guesses.

He’s DEFINITELY gonna make the little guy cosplay his favourite characters. Maybe that’d improve his gacha roles even more? Oh he is 100% down to help too. Any clothes that require metallic details he is WELDING that stuff together. It’s so cute how invested he gets in this. Ortho loves seeing his brother get so passionate about this too!

Malleus is DELIGHTED. He was not aware that his little friend could change outfits! How adorable! He loves you so much! He is this close to buying an actual, fully sized wardrobe just for them! …But Lilia talks him out of it. Actual, fully sized wardrobes take up a surprising amount of room. So, he ends up getting two, miniature wardrobes. Which fills about the same space. Lilia’s not sure his advice really worked.

Malleus will now dress up his dolls for tea parties, picnics, or whatever outings they decide to go on. He is constantly surprised and delighted by whatever you make him, although he’s not very good at suggesting ideas. One of the few ideas he came up with was fashionable about a hundred years ago and was a very complicated piece of clothing. However, when he received the outfit, he took great measure to ensure that no harm would ever come to it.

♥Thank you for reading!! I hope you enjoyed it!!♥

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pablitogavii · 1 year

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Anger Issues

Summary: People keep coming at Pablo for being 'too aggressive' on and off the pitch and that makes him frustrated. He tried to shield you from it all but when they start assuming he must be just as aggressive with you, he completely looses it!

Pairing: Pablo Gavi x Reader

Warnings: light angst/ fluff/ smutty ending ;)

pablogavi

Get up when you fall! Vamos Culers!! @fcbarcelona

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halamadrid: So much aggression from this overrated tiktok star #nogame!! vini>>>>> liked by 1200 others

madrileñoslovemadrid: siempre agresivo!!

realmadridislove: because he doesn't know how to play!!

gavirafanclub: jealousy!!!

madrileñoslovemadrid: nahh pretty boy just a kid!

viniciusthegoat: little kid wants to act like a big star but all he does is push players! #weak!!

brasileños: go back to La Masia kid!! liked by 1500 others

y.n.bebe: te amo bebé <3

pablogavi: <3

You saw all the horrible comments on Pablo's newest post so you hoped that yours will at least make him smile weakly. People were so harsh with him, always calling him aggressive kid who doesn't belong in the first Barça squad.

They had no idea how wrong they are...Pablo worked hard every single day, training tirelessly without complaining, and the only time he does act 'aggressive' is when he is being provoked into it.

When he came home, you tried talking to him but he just says he is 'fine' before going to take a shower he really needed after all morning of running around the pitch.

"I don't know Becca. He won't talk to me...but I can tell this is getting to him. Does Pedri know anything??" you said into the phone after a few days when Pablo definitely started feeling worse still not letting you in avoiding the conversation whenever you would bring it up.

"Bebé do you want to talk to me about it now?" you said when you laid down in bed and he just pulled you back so that your back was glued to his chest and he rested his chin on your shoulder shaking his head.

"What are you reading cariño?" you sat in between his legs on the couch seeing that he was once again reading some stupid post he was tagged in that did nothing but humiliate him. You took his phone away and nuzzled your face into his neck once more trying to talk but he said he just wants to sit there with you in silence and that he will be alright.

"Pablo...I think you should talk to me" you said when you saw him clenching his jaw suppressing his anger from boiling over and cause him to break everything in his proximity. Apparently, Vinicius Jr said in his interview that Gavi is nothing more than an 'angry kid' that got destroyed in the last El Clásico. "There is nothing to say amor! He is stupid hijo de puta! I need to go for a run!" was all he said before rushing out of our apartment faster than I could say anything.

"Pepi said Pablo has been on edge recently even during training..hitting grass when he would miss a goal and avoiding to joke around with other players" Becca said and you knew it was just a matter of time until he bursts not knowing what to do to get him to open up to you.

During the next game, you went to support him hoping that would give him some push and reassurance that he is still campeon in your eyes and that he shouldn't let those mouth breathers ruin his confidence.

First half went great with Barça scoring one goal, and keeping many more but the moment the second half started you could tell they were provoking Pablo again.

You knew him well to notice the way his shoulders shift and his jaw keeps clenching as he played knowing this will end in a disaster. He was running towards the goal scoring it and making the whole camp jump to its feet when the referee said it was off-side without even sending it to the VAR room.

Pablo was angry with this hitting the ground (gif) and once he got up some opposing players purposefully bumped into him as he walked back to his position. They were really pushing their luck.

All of the sudden there was crowd in the middle of the pitch and you immediately knew who was in the middle of it- your Pablo. When players started moving as referee rushed to the commotion you saw Pablo yelling with his hands in the air repeating he didn't start anything. But it didn't matter, since he received red card being sent off the field and your stomach dropped.

As he walked off, he looked up to meet your eyes and you gave him a weak smile he returned before being quickly distracted by one of the opposing players form the bench yelling 'bye bye Pablito' and as he was about to rush towards him, Xavi grabbed his shoulders pushing him towards the changing rooms.

You rushed back with your 'family pass' knowing that you might be only person he would want to see right now. You saw Xavi leaving him inside the dressing room telling you that he is in pretty bad shape and that he asked for you.

"Bebé?" you opened the door looking up with tearful eyes and you quickly rushed to him sitting on his lap and hugging him tightly not caring that he was sweaty in that moment.

"I'm sorry you had to see that..I'm so sorry princesa" he was crying into your neck and you kissed his head pulling back a little before moving hair off his sweaty forehead pecking his lips a few times sweetly.

"Don't apologize, Pablo..I am still proud of you..It's not easy when everyone is provoking and pushing you around..and you still menage to score the goal and keep playing..you are my campeon bebé" you say seeing his eyes sparkle at the praise he haven't heard in a long time.

"I know I've been pushing you away too.." he said and you shook your head telling him you understand and aren't going anywhere.

After a few minutes, when Pablo finally calmed down just by being in your presence, you walked out of the changing rooms holding hands not expecting to come face to face with the same player who got Pablo kicked out. He must be substituted and you felt Pablo's hold on your hand tighten as his anger returned.

"What a win for us huh?" he said smirking and Pablo's eyes opened wide knowing that when he left, Barça was still leading. You saw that he tried not to let his anger out again but the player was really provoking him badly right now.

"It's okay, Pablito..this is a big boy game..maybe La Masia should take you back??" he said and you placed your hand on Pablo chest saying you should both go watch till the end together and to your surprise he agreed walking off without doing something 'angry bird' like.

y.n.bebe

mi campeon! @pablogavi @fcbarcelona

pablogavi: te amo princesa! <3 liked by y.n.bebe

fcbarcelona: Golden Boy! liked by y.n.bebe

its.becca.girl: Vamos Barça!!

y.n.bebe: siempre hermanita!! <3

siramartinez: supporting our man!

y.n.bebe: always!!

gavifangirling: she is such a supporting gf!! Love it!! <333. liked by y.n.bebe

madrileñosforevaa: girl he is like so aggressive!

halamadrid: nahhh vini>>>>>

gavihateclub: he is probably just as aggressive with her!! @pablogavi

"Now they are saying I am being aggressive to my girl dad!" Pablo couldn't believe the things people were saying online after the last game.

It was one thing to call him a kid, or say that he didn't know how to play but to pull you into it and say he would ever do something to hurt you is past the limit. He can't stay silent anymore! This was taking it too far now!

"Amor?" you said when he just rushed in your shared apartment not even saying a 'hello' before walking into your shared bedroom and tossed himself onto the bed.

You sighed knowing that he must have seen the awful comment someone left on your post which hurt you heart as well. Pablo was the most caring and gentle boyfriend in the whole world to you!

"Bebé can you look at me please?" you said after sitting down on the bed next to him and rubbing his back while hearing his softly sob into the pillow. It broke your heart to see him like this.

He just shook his head knowing that the moment he looks at you he won't be able to stop crying again..he could deal with all the shit they throw on him but when it comes to you, he wants everyone to know that he treats you like an absolute queen because that's what you deserve!

You laid down besides him kissing the back of his neck before nuzzling your face further kissing his cheeks and making him slowly turn around so you can straddle his hips and peck his lips finally.

"Am I too aggressive with you?" he said and you dried his tears your heart breaking that he could ever question you about this. Those people really got into his head.

"Amor, you are the most caring and loving boyfriend in the world..you always make sure to see me every day even when you are away you always face time me before bed...you buy me roses out of nowhere and write me cute notes when you have early morning trainings..you mi cariño are not aggressive person they are portraying you to be..not in football and especially not to me" you say as he listened carefully before pulling you down and kissing your lips feverishly.

"I love you so much princesa..please don't ever leave me" he said and you smiled into the kiss before kissing down his neck and messing up his hair playfully.

"You're not getting rid of me that easily, Gavira!" you said while laying down on top of him and his arms engulfed you tightly while he kissed your head.

"Good. Because I couldn't imagine doing this without you nena.." he said feeling exhausted and you smiled cuddling up and slowly dozing off together.

The next day you wanted to surprise him with a little trip to the beach with all of his friends knowing that it was a day off for everyone and that he could use being with people who love him.

Even Aurora and Javi joined and the whole day Pablo was smiling and joking with everyone, stealing kisses from you and enjoying being 'normal'.

You were glad everyone showed up and showed how much they care for him especially when you saw his happy little face. You never wanted that smile to disappear again!

"Can you take a picture of us Becca?" you said giving you your phone and pulling Pablo towards the ocean before jumping into his arms and he held you up easily leaning in to kiss your lips while everyone cheered. He was so happy when you finally kissed before he put you down and held your face for a few moments.

"Thank you princesa.." he said and you smiled when he kissed your forehead.

"Always, cariño..I love you" you smile getting another kiss before you returned to hang out with the rest of your friends.

"Today was amazing, hermosa..I really enjoyed" Pablo said when you returned to the apartment and you felt really glad to hear that.

"There is something I need to do still.." you said opening Instagram up on your phone.

y.n.bebe

Para el novio mas amoroso del mundo! Te amo amorcito! <33 Gracias gracias por tratarme como una princesa siempre. @pablogavi

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pablogavi: porque tu eres mi princesa <33

y.n.bebe: amor!! <3

barcafanclub: he is the sweetest boy! to his fans and to his girlfriend! those saying he is aggressive with her are rude and stupid! Siempre Amor!!! @pablogavi @y.n.bebe

its.becca.girl: sweetest couple en toda la Barcelona!!

pedri: them and us amor lol <3

y.n.bebe: double trouble pepi!! lol liked by pedri

pablogavi: estamos suerte hermano! liked by pedri

gaviiifan: people should stop hating on him for being a good player and clearly the best boyfriend bruh!!

viscabarcasiempre: Gavi! Gavi! Campeon!!!!

gairagirl: people saying he is not a player but a tiktok star are just jealous of his success! they hate him cause they ain't him! @y.n.bebe a lucky girl <33. liked [email protected]

siramartinez: girl being treated right! shutting up the haters!

y.n.bebe: siempre! <3

ansufati: amor para mi hermano! we all know you the best! @pablogavi

pablogavi: hermano <3

@_rl9 I have known @pablogavi for such a long time now, and the boy is truly the kindest down to earth kid you will ever meet. He shows up to all training ready to go and he never complains! His talent and heart shouldn't be questions! Tue eres chico orgulloso! liked by y.n.bebe pablogavi and others

pablogavi: gracias lewy! te amo siempre ídolo!

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pricesbeltbuckle · 3 months

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Is its not a bother could y’all please write about Latina reader who has a thick accent and is together with price and she’s young

Who cares about a little age gap? - John Price

Pairing: John Price x Younger!Latina Fem Reader

Warnings: Violent threats?, Poorly translated spanish (I apologise :( I don't speak Spanish but I tried!),Slight age gap.

John is 37 years old, but that's not a secret. I mean his whole squad calls him old all the time. But when he met you, he was surprised with how young you were, I mean 22? He didn’t have an issue though. What's a little age gap?

He was especially in love with that thick and heavy accent you had. He didn’t care if people hated it and made weird faces; he adored it, at least when you weren’t screaming.

But when you had stopped by the base and he said something stupid and all you said in a stern tone was, “Cuida tu lenguaje.” ((Watch your mouth.)) He froze and then shut up and let you speak to the boys.

Now let’s be real, when Alejandro found out you spoke spanish when he was brought back to the base. You became his number 1 target for flirting.

“Hol’on lovie I’ll be right back I just gotta grab something. Soap, watch them BOTH please.” Price pressed a small kiss to your cheek and you rolled your eyes. “Me apetece ver a alguien más que hable español por aquí.” ((Fancy seeing someone else who speaks spanish here.)) You gave him a side-eye and just said calmly. “El tipo que te atrapó es mi novio. No es amable con la gente que me coquetea.” ((The guy who caught you is my boyfriend. He is not kind to people who hit on me.)) Alejandro rolled his eyes as Price walked back in and wrapped his arms around your waist.

You loved cooking traditional meals from your culture for the boys and having them try new things was amazing. “What are you making?” You heard Price’s soft voice speak up as they all watched you intently “croquetas, you’ll like them.” And they all did, their mouths were watering eating them.

When Price watched you scream in spanish for the first time it was at Ghost because he said something dumb. “¡PIENSAS QUE ERES TAN DIVERTIDA QUE CORTARÉ TUS BOLAS!” He never fucked with you after you screamed at him.

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mapileonxputellas · 11 months

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Pride and Joy (Mapi Leon x Reader)

Ok I just had to write something for this! Only small but I've hopefully got an Aitana or Alexia fic coming up next. 1.5k words x

It had been branded around in the media so many times over the past few years, you get asked the question all the time in press conferences and journalists all over the world have their opinion on it.

Does winning get boring? Does lifting trophies ever lose its appeal?

The answer, for you at least, was a resounding no.

Every year the league and the whole of Europe strengthened and every year you felt prouder and prouder of the team. As vice-captain to Alexia you had spent most of the year as captain as well as being the main striker and this season you definitely felt the most pressure on you.

At 2-0 down you never lost hope, you’d been a part of the team last year and you were determined to not let it be the same this year.

Alexia was one of your best friends and you liked to think the two of you worked well as a captaincy team, she was the bad (though not very bad) cop to your good cop. You went around all the players giving them a little pep talk before Bruna and Vicky bombarded you up in their own hug.

“Keep going Y/N. It’ll come.” Though no-one wanted to admit it, you all had favourites on the team and you had taken both Vicky and Bruna in as your little sisters.

Patri was probably your best friend in the squad and you couldn’t have been more pleased to see her get the recognition she deserves with the two goals, when the first one went in so quickly after half time you knew you were going to go and win it. This team never gave up and just like that you were winning.

You couldn’t believe it when the ball came to you. It seemed to spend hours at Mariona’s feet, bouncing around the box before falling at your feet. You’d spent all year waiting for this moment, from the disappointment of the Euro’s to the injury struggles around the team and all them thoughts went into you thundering that ball so hard there was never any chance of it not ending up in the back of the net.

In the blink of an eye the net rippled and you had no thought but to run into the corner and celebrate with the fans. You tried to take in the moment, all your teammates around you as the fans went wild in the stands but all you could do is connect eyes with the woman you loved the most in the world and share a smile together, your pinkies interlocking in the midst of all the craziness.

Before taking your place in the other half you quickly made your way over to the bench, finding Bruna and Vicky on the bench and giving them both a hug. “Thanks girls.”

Added time seemed to go on forever, the seven minutes felt like seven hours but then the final whistle went and it was even better than you could ever remember.

What made the celebrations even more special was celebrating it with Mapi, your wife. Affection between the two of you on the pitch was very limited, you may have an arm around each other at the end of some matches but today it felt different. The two of you shared an embrace at full time and you couldn’t help but press a small kiss on her lips, wishing you could savour the smile on her face forever.

“You’re fucking incredible Maria.” You told your wife. “This is incredible.”

“Third best day of my life.”

“Te amo.” You whispered.

“Te amo.”

The two of you had got together shortly after she moved to Barcelona and this was your sixth season playing with her. A lot had changed in that time, you’d got married, shared countless moments together but the biggest change was stood in the stands watching as Alexia lifted the trophy once again and shared the trophy around.

“I’m going to go and get her.” You whispered to your wife, pressing a subtle kiss to her cheek before making your way to the side lines where your families were both stood. You gave both your mother’s a quick greeting before your father passed over your bundle joy, the one thing that got you through the countless hard moments in football.

“Mama, won.” Your daughter cheered in your arms. “Ma?”

“Let’s go and get her.”

Your daughter, though shielded from the media as much as possible, attended as many games as possible with either of your families. Elena was just over 2 years old and she’d changed your life in every way but it made moments like this even more special. She was a regular at training sessions and team outings so it was no surprise that when the rest of the team saw you walking over with Elena in your arms they all broke into cheers.

After having her moment with Mapi, which nearly brought you both to tears, Elena was passed around the team like a hot potato. Everyone wanting their moment with the team’s unofficial mascot.

You were soaking in the moment with Mapi when someone from the TV station approached you both. “Can we grab you both for an interview?”

It wasn’t unusual for you to give interviews together, though you were both focused on the football you had given the occasional interview on your life together and both heavily campaigned for women’s and LGBTQ+ rights. You both agreed and left Elena in the capable hands of Caro, who was keeping an eye on her as Claudia tried to persuade her to make angels in the confetti with her, before making your way over to the interviewer.

“Y/N and Mapi thank you for joining us, congratulations. What was the mood like at half time when you were 2-0 down?”

“I don’t think any one of us thought we couldn’t win it, we were getting the chances but just missing that final touch or pass. We showed that class in the second half and I think we more than deserved the win.” You explained. “This is such an amazing team and we know we can beat anyone, I’m just so lucky I get to call this people my teammates.”

“Mapi she’s taken the team option, tell us about your wife with that winning goal.”

“I’m the lucky one, I get to call this one not only my teammate but my wife.” Mapi always had a way with words and you couldn’t help but blush as she wrapped her arm around your waist. “All she needed was that one moment and I knew when it fell to her it would end up in the back of the net.”

“How does this compare to two years ago?”

“It’s very different.” You answered. “That was our first time winning it and getting over that hurdle but it feels so much more satisfying winning it in front of our amazing fans. We couldn’t do this without them and I’m glad we could provide them with the win and a bit of entertainment.”

“We had to show our desire today, I think everyone can see how much this means to us and how much we wanted it. Sometimes that makes it just the bit more satisfying.” Mapi explained.

You were about to get the final question when you felt hands tugging at your shorts and looked down to find Elena between you both. In some situations you may have wanted to shield her but you wanted to celebrate as a family and Mapi must have felt that too and she picked her up onto her hip as you assured Caro it was alright.

“Plus we now have this one to celebrate it with.” Mapi added.

“What is it like having your daughter in the stands watching?”

“Incredible, we do it all for her. We’re so lucky to have this team with us and they support us every single day. Yeah I just want to do her proud and I hope we’ve done that today.”

“Elena do you have any words to say?” The interviewer pointed the mic at your daughter who in her usual confident self almost fell out of Mapi’s hands trying to reach for it.

“Barca, Barca, Barca.” She chanted making all the production crew and yourselves burst out in laughter as she recited the chant Mapi had been teaching her.

“Who’s your favourite player Elena?”

They were probably expecting her to say one of you two but you knew she wouldn’t do that. She went back and forward every week picking whoever had given her the most attention in training that week. “Tana.” She chose this time.

“Very good, thank you all.”

“Thanks.” You both said before walking off to find all your teammates behind you.

“I love you both.” You whispered placing a kiss on both of their heads. “Thank you so much.”

“No thank you.”

#mapi leon #mapi leon x reader #mapi leon imagines #mapi leon imagine #woso imagine #woso imagines #barcelona femeni #espwnt x reader #espwnt #woso #woso x reader

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whxre-bxby · 7 months

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The recoms x reader with competitions sounds hilarious

I can totally imagine them having weird ass competitions Lol

Can't wait for that one

Yeah, this has been in my inbox for ages so glad to finally post it

"Pecking Order"

f. Y/N Recom x Recom Quaritch /Lyle /Prager /Mansk /Brown /Lopez /Ja /Walker /Zdinarsk

Masterlist

Summary: Being a recom soldier is difficult. Especially when dealing with the new instincts and needs the body requires. To keep his team sane, Quaritch comes up with a solution in which Y/N is shared with everyone.

Warnings: indication of smut, little bit of fluff, depressing ending, outrageously minimal wordcount (my apologies)

Word Count: 1590

(I'm sorry about how short this is, but I'm really struggling to write at the moment because I have so much going on)

(Once again I am pretending that Warren and Zhang don’t exist, I am sorry to those who like them but I really don’t.)

Being on Pandora is weird. It’s a whole new planet. But what’s even weirder is being on a foreign planet in a foreign body. Another human’s body wouldn’t have been so bad, but no, you’re blue now. You and your squad along with your Colonel have all permanently become Avatars. It takes a lot of time to get used to the changes. It seems like you discover something new about yourselves every day. Luckily it’s been almost two months since you woke up from criyo.

It seems as though the foreign environment and new feelings have almost strengthened the connection of the team. You all got along when you had to before but now you feel like they are all close friends to you.

One evening at dinner, Lyle had brought up how most soldiers used to have fuck-buddies to get through life on Pandora. Most of the team did back then too. Now, it seemed as though no one had even thought about it. You and the others didn’t exactly know how everything worked so the subject was ignored and brushed off. But it was definitely not forgotten.

It had quite literally been years since any one of you had experienced any form of sexual pleasure. That was suppressed in the beginning but the Avatar’s body language was more visible than a human's and it was more difficult to control and suppress emotions.

At one point in time, all recoms including you were constantly tense and distracted. No one was able to fully focus during training anymore and Quaritch noticed this. He himself had the same problem and he knew he couldn’t send his squad out into the forest like this. You would die on the first day out. The Colonel would rather solve the problem in any way possible than explain what is happening to the General. The recoms are meant to be reliable and professional. What is happening to all of you is getting in the way of both those things.

The Colonel forced everyone to attend his ‘emergency meeting’ even though you all had the rest of the day off. The atmosphere was thick and you found it hard to breathe even though the room was ventilated.

Quaritch had made you all sit down to listen to him but your attention was barely on his words. Instead, you were subconsciously studying Mansk. He was calmly fiddling with his fingers but you noticed how strained his arms were and how far back he had his ears pinned. Nobody was relaxed.

You also realised earlier today that you basically lost control of your tail. It’s just doing its own thing at this point and there is nothing you can do about it.

The Colonel started explaining his recent observations of our behaviour and you immediately thought you were all being scolded. But you were wrong.

“The only option I see te’ help us with our probem,” Quaritch says, inhaling deeply as if he were not sure how we would react. “Is to fuck it out.”

Lyle snorts, thinking his superior is joking but Quaritch is dead serious.

“Suggest otherwise, Corporal Wainfleet.” The Colonel says, sternly glaring at Lyle. I stare at both of them with wide eyes. No way is he suggesting this.

There was some kind of argumentative discussion between the two but you have tuned out, blankly staring past Quaritch and at the wall behind him. This room had no windows, so no one could see or come in here because it was a recom only area.

“Y/N.” Quaritch’s voice snapped me out of my thoughts. You glance up at him while Mansk shifts his gaze to you.

“You’re with me.” he orders, watching your surprised yet innocent face process the information.

“No fuckin’ way.” Mansk interrupts. You stare at him now, completely surprised by his words. Mansk never objects or argues with people. He’s the best soldier when it comes to following orders. This is out of character for him.

Quaritch doesn’t seem pleased by his words but once again to your surprise, he doesn’t put Mansk in his place. Since this isn’t a professional environment anymore, it seems as though the ranks between the soldiers don’t play such a big role.

A few other recoms back Mansk up, not liking that the Colonel wants you to himself which still baffles you.

But it turns out, they all seemed to have taken a liking to you. Most soldiers were ignorant and self-centred. You weren’t. You seemed almost naturally submissive to the others, especially as an Avatar. Something about you, perhaps your scent of strong pheromones, drew them to you.

So that evening, while you were being eyed hungrily by every single one of your teammates, they made a fair plan. In their free time, they would hold weekly competitions to figure out the order of who gets the most time with you. You were included and nothing was forced on you.

Since life in the RDA was really dull and colourless, these planned activities and competitions amused everyone.

To keep it fair, it wouldn’t always be the same task to win, it would be changed so that everyone gets a chance. Otherwise, it would always be the same people with you.

The first and most obvious challenge was a physical strength competition. This one lasted a long time and it went all the way from who could hold themselves in a plank position the longest to wrestling in the gym. In the third week, things took a drastic turn when Lyle decided to time himself to see how fast he could make you cum. Any technique was allowed and on the same day, everyone had their turn which had you not only fucked out but completely dumb and tired for the rest of the day.

Z-Dog won that one and right behind her was Walker. Lopez was next and all three of them took great pride in it. It seems as though oral sex was the way to go.

Quaritch was always near the top and most often the first on the leaderboard in the physical challenges. Which meant you spent a lot of time in his room, which you honestly didn’t mind. While he was a brutal and cold-hearted man on the outside, he took care of you behind closed doors. Miles picked you up and walked you to his room when it suited the two of you. There, he took his time with you. Nothing was ever rushed because he wanted you to enjoy it as much as he did.

Let’s just say, you always slept well after having sex with him and he took care of you in his bed, letting you sleep in it. You always left his room feeling satisfied in the morning. Lyle, Mansk and Prager were also usually quite at the top so when you and Quaritch would finish, they would get a day of the week each to spend with you. Sometimes, you had a few of them at once.

Normally, you would feel bad about yourself for sleeping around so much but they made you feel like you are all that matters to them, so you rarely worried about that. You didn’t feel used, you felt loved. Something you had been deprived of since you left Earth years ago.

Once everyone had a turn and the feral instincts calmed down, the competitions continued but they became more funny than serious. At this point, you were all just doing it for shits and giggles because there really wasn’t anything else to do. Except for finding Sully but that mission wasn’t ready yet.

So the subjects of the competitions started to change along with everyone’s behaviour. The lust has been brought under control so you weren’t as tired anymore and only occasionally had sex with the recoms that needed it.

A cooking competition was held which turned into a completely messy disaster. Mansk won it by far but at what cost? The oven had exploded because Ja refused to take the food out, claiming it wasn’t done yet. Lopez put metal in the microwave which really damaged the machine and you can’t quite remember how it happened but Z-Dog and Walker had accidentally set a curtain on fire. Instead of trying to put out the flames, they got angry because “What’s a fuckin’ curtain doin’ in the kitchen anyway?!”.

Another one was who could breathe oxygen for the longest because we were now adapted to Pandora’s air. Prager won. He said he used to dive regularly back on Earth so he was able to hold his breath for a long time.

Brown and Walker almost lost consciousness.

It kept going on and on like this because it was all the fun you had. Even when the mission started, the challenges were who could tame their Ikran the fastest, who could guess the Na’vi words correctly and who could properly land a fall from the Ikran. You started taking part in the competitions just for your own fun. It really had brought everyone together but eventually, all good things must come to an end.

When you started encountering Sully, you began losing soldiers and once some teammates were gone, no one was feeling good enough to even suggest anything fun. From that point of, you all just wanted to finish your mission and end this.

Enjoy the bunnies instead of the abrupt ending :)

Tag List: @drinking-tea-and-be-obsessed @jatwow @numarusworld @number1gal @ikranwings

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myoongiverse16 · 1 year

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Crosshair x Jedi Reader One-shot

Summary: Crosshair keeps mentioning how clones are expendable. You snap and the rest of the batch urges Crosshair to finally confess how he feels about you.

Genre: Fluff, some angst

Warnings: Kissing, Crosshair being a shebs' oglon😂, and a smidge of suggestiveness at the end, if you squint.

Key for Mando’a words: Di'kut: idiot, shebs' oglon: a**hole, dank farrik: dang it, meg te haran: what the hell.

With Crosshair back in the squad, things have been……peculiar between the two of you. He was quite the brute and rude sniper when he first met you, and after everything he’s been through, you didn’t know how he currently felt about you.

I mean, sure, you had feelings for the snarky sniper man. But those feelings had to be pushed away when he left, to focus more on protecting the rest of the crew. Not that you forgot about him for a second. With him back, you didn’t know how you felt.

Normally, he was usually a decent human-being towards you. Sure, you weren’t the closest, but you had a few exchanges, and you swear you caught him staring at you curiously a few times before all this Empire stuff happened.

But, these past few days were filled with overly snarky comments, even for him. They dealt with pretty touchy subjects in your life that you had never mentioned to the batch previously because they were about painful experiences.

For example, the other day Crosshair mentioned how the Jedi never cared about clone troopers and that they were just expendable to them.

This got on your nerves because you believed in the exact opposite. The clones were your dearest friends and you had tried your best to treat them all as individuals. But, Crosshair didn’t know that, so you kept your mouth shut and ignored him.

This went on for some time. Crosshair would say something and you tried your best to ignore him, so far it had worked out.

One day, you just snapped.

Hunter decided a break was greatly needed. The Batch had been on mission after mission with no rest in between. Though you wanted to continue with missions, your body simply couldn’t comply. You agreed with Hunter, and a few hours later Tech landed the Marauder on a nearby forest planet.

Wrecker was playing with Omega and Gonky. Echo was taking a well deserved nap. Tech was on his data pad, as usual. And Hunter was sharpening his knife while watching Omega and Wrecker with a smile.

All seemed well.

Well, not really, because Crosshair decided he wanted to die today. He brought up how clones were expendable, again.

“We’re just a bunch of numbers to everyone!” Crosshair shouted, you scrunched your nose in frustration.

“No, you’re not! You were to the Empire, but not to the Jedi!” Crosshair scoffed.

“Oh, so you speak for the whole Jedi order, then? Huh?” You gulped.

“Well, no. But I never saw you that way!” Crosshair folded his arms.

“Why? What’s so special about you that made you feel so bad for us? Do you pity us?” Your eyes widened.

“Of course not! I-I” You sighed. “I just relate to you I guess..” You said quieter.

“Relate to us? You don’t know us-“

“I get it, I don't know you! Okay! I get it! You don’t have to keep saying that!” You fumed then stalked out of the ship. You ran past a curious Tech, a groggy Echo who was obviously annoyed, a concerned Hunter and a confused Omega and Wrecker.

You ran out to what looked like a grove of trees. You continued to run until you found a small opening that revealed a little stream. You sat down beside it and slumped.

Stupid Crosshair, what does he know? You sighed. It’s not his fault, you thought. It’s not like I’ve told him anyway.

Back at the Marauder.

Crosshair looked down and frowned. Di'kut, he thought to himself. He ran a hand through his silver hair and sighed.

Someone cleared their throat. Crosshair turned to see the rest of the batch in the hall. He pursed his lips. Hunter raised a brow.

“You know you messed up, right?” Hunter commented.

“Well, by analyzing his heavy sighing, brooding, and self loathing, yes, yes he does know.” Tech stated matter of factly as he pushed his goggles up his nose. Crosshair frowned.

“What does loathing mean?” Omega asked. Hunter glared at Tech. Echo facepalmed. “And what’s up with Crosshair? Why does he argue with her so much?” Omega tilted her head curiously. Crosshair just rolled his eyes. Hunter huffed and turned to the others silently asking, care to answer?

Wrecker shrugged, Echo gave a look that said don’t look at me. Tech sighed and pushed his goggles up his nose again.

“It’s quite obvious. Crosshair likes her.” Crosshair’s eyes widened and he ran a hand down his face.

“Is it really that obvious?” He crossed his arms and raised a brow at the crew. Everyone nodded their heads. Except Omega, she just shrugged her shoulders. Crosshair breathed a laugh.

“Well, what do you think I should do?” He asked almost teasingly. Wrecker’s hand immediately shot up. The rest of the batch rolled their eyes.

“Ooh! Ooh! Me! Me! Pick me!” He shouted jumping up and down. Crosshair sighed and rolled his eyes.

“Yes, Wrecker?” He pointed to him tiredly. Wrecker beamed.

“You should confess to her!” Wrecker yelled cheerfully. Omega beamed finally understanding.

“Yes! You should Crosshair!” Omega agreed, jumping happily. Wrecker picked her up and spun her around.

“See, she gets it!” Wrecker shouted happily. Omega giggled. He put her down and ruffled her hair. Hunter chuckled at their exchange then turned to Crosshair.

“So,” he folded his arms and raised a brow playfully. “You gonna take their advice?” Crosshair looked at him. He sighed and huffed. He rolled his eyes and looked down. Should I? He cleared his throat.

“Fine,” he stated. Then stood straight and walked past them. Tech looked up from his data pad.

“Wait, he’s actually going to do it?” Hunter nodded his head surprised as they watched Crosshair leave the ship.

“Well, it’s about time,” Echo stated. Omega and Wrecker shouted happily as they started to dance around the ship. The rest of the batch laughed.

Crosshair walked out of the ship mumbling to himself. Today of all days, he thought. He wanted to confess to you sometime when he didn’t act like a total shebs' oglon. He continued to walk and found the clearing.

He spotted you just standing there, staring into a stream. Crosshair didn’t move, he mentally sighed. Gosh, what am I doing?

“You know, I love the clones,” you said all of a sudden. Crap, she knows I’m here. Crosshair then remembered. Oh, I forgot. She’s a Jedi, she can sense people.

“Even after Order 66, I still do,” You continued. Crosshair listened intently.

“I’ve spent countless, countless nights lying awake during the Clone War. Crying, wishing I could’ve saved so many of them. I mourned for every soldier I fought with.” You laughed sadly. “That actually goes against the Jedi Code. No attachments. But I did it anyway.” Crosshair’s eyes widened.

“I made it a priority to know each member of my battalion individually. I never wanted to know their numbers, I wanted to know what they wanted to be called. I wanted to know their names, so that for once, they could feel like a person. Not a clone, not a soldier, a person.” You finally turned to Crosshair, tears in your eyes.

“I loved them. So, I don’t care how expendable you think you are,” you paused. “Because you were never, never expendable to me.” You pointed to yourself. Crosshair's face turned to sorrow. Gosh, I did this to her.

“I-“ Crosshair choked on his words. You frowned and turned away.

“You know why I say I relate to the clones?” You turned back to Crosshair. He looked at you and silently nodded his head. “I don’t even know why I’m telling you this-“ Crosshair walked up to you and gently grabbed your right hand with his left.

“Please, I want to know. I want to know everything,” he looked down at your hand and softly rubbed his thumb along the back of it. You swallowed.

“Okay.” Crosshair looked up at you and gave a small smile. You gave a grateful smile back.

“I never knew where I came from, I was just told I was found in a raided village. I was the only survivor,” You breathed. “The Jedi took me in, raised me….” You looked down with a frown.

“I can’t help but think, if I wasn’t taken in by the Jedi, would I have still been one? What if a Sith found me, would I have become a Sith? Would I have been a bounty hunter? Or join the Senate? I never really had a choice. I was kind of born into it.” You looked up at Crosshair.

“That’s why I say I relate to you guys. Clones, I mean. You never had a choice, though you’re treated much harsher, I can’t help but connect with you.” Crosshair nodded his head.

“That makes sense,” he used his right hand to grab your left. “I had no idea. I’m so sorry.” You looked at him and smiled gratefully.

“You don’t have to be. I just wanted you to know.”

Crosshair nodded his head and smiled a little.

“I understand,” he swallowed then pulled away from you. He turned around and hugged himself.

“I just saw another Jedi trying to take pity on us clones, and I got angry at you, I lashed out on you and that wasn’t right,” Crosshair sighed then turned back to you, he looked down at the ground.

“It’s just been hard. You know? Ever since the Empire stuff, I don’t really know who I am. Was it the chip? Was it me? Why did I feel obligated to serve the Empire even though they never gave me a reason to want to?” You nodded your head.

“I get it. But, I don’t think it was your fault. You’re a good man, Crosshair.” You placed a gentle hand on Crosshair’s shoulder. Crosshair blushed. You retracted your hand away awkwardly.

“Errr, sorry.” Crosshair shook his head.

“No, it’s fine.” You backed away.

“I just feel the same. I devoted my whole life to being a Jedi. Now that the Jedi order is gone, I don’t know who I am anymore. I don’t know who I should be.” Crosshair took a step forward.

“Who do you want to be?” You looked at him, then contemplated. You smiled a little.

“I want to be….good. I want to help people. Helping people gives me a sense of joy. I want to give that same joy to other people.” Crosshair gave a faint smile. You grinned.

“Who do you want to be?” Crosshair breathed a laugh.

“I want to be…. a good brother. I want to make up for all the times I treated them like bantha crap.” You giggled.

“I’m serious,” Crosshair said with a smirk. Here goes my lame attempt at flirting. Now or never.

“I also want to be better to you too.” You looked down and blushed. What?!

“You already are a good brother. A great brother even. I see the way you help them. They don’t say it very often but I know for a fact that they love you very much. They never forgot about you when you left. You never left their mind for a second.” Crosshair hummed to himself.

“Not really Omega though.” You gasped.

“What? Definitely Omega, though she didn’t know you very well, she talked about you constantly and how she believed the real you was in there somewhere.” Crosshair smiled to himself.

“She thinks you’re an amazing brother.” Crosshair smirked. Let’s take it a little further shall we?

“And what about you?” Crosshair walked forward until he stood right in front of you. “Do you think I’m a good brother?” You gulped and looked down.

“Well….” You tucked a hair behind your ear. Dank Farrik. Crosshair chuckled. “I don’t really see you as a brother..” Crosshair leaned his face closer to yours.

“Oh really?” Crosshair lifted Y/N’s chin so that she would look at him. This is actually working out better than I thought it would. She’s so cute when she’s flustered.

“What do you see me as then, hmmm?” You let out a shaky breath.

“I-I” Crosshair leaned even closer, his nose brushing against yours. Oh my gosh! What is he doing?!

“C’mon, say it. What am I to you? A friend?” You looked at Crosshair. Well, meg te haran.

“No…..” you whispered. “I see you as more than that.” Crosshair smirked.

“Right answer.” Crosshair leaned in and placed a firm kiss on you lips. You let out a small gasp, then kissed back. Crosshair groaned and leaned back, placing a softer kiss.

Wait, is this actually happening? You thought to yourself as you felt Crosshair’s lips on yours. Am I dreaming?

You responded with a hum of contentment and slipped your hands over his chest. Crosshair smirked and deepened the kiss as he tilted his head.

Nope, definitely not dreaming. You thought as Crosshair placed his hands on the sides of her face. He held your face then moved his hands down to hold your neck gently. You hummed again and smiled.

Crosshair slowly moved his hands down to your shoulders, down your arms until he held your waist. You smiled as Crosshair continued to kiss you with passion. You moved your arms up to Crosshair’s neck and ran your hands through his short, silver hair.

What is this girl doing to me? He moaned and gripped your waist tighter.

After a while, Crosshair leaned back to catch his breath. You took deep breaths. He smirked and held your cheek. He rubbed his thumb along it, you looked at him with half lidded eyes.

“Don’t look at me like that. You’re going to make me want to do something I’ll regret.” You smirked and leaned forward. You whispered in his ear.

“I know I won’t regret it.” Crosshair chuckled darkly and leaned in again.

#bad batch #the bad batch #clone force 99 #tbb x reader #bad batch x reader #crosshair #crosshair x reader #crosshair x y/n #crosshair x you #crosshair my beloved #crosshair headcanon #crosshair one shot #star wars #Bad batch imagines

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dejabluebabygirl · 1 year

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I See You - Prologue

Miles Quaritch x Fem! Na'vi OC

Summary: Vira Te Wou Auhew’ite, an albino Na'vi and future Tsahìk of the Tayrangi Clan, The Ikran Riders of the Eastern Sea, keeps needing to save the demon Miles Quaritch at Ewyas command. When she's given a sign to try to teach him The People's way, both she and Miles struggle with their growing feelings for each other.

Authors note: So, this is the first thing I've written in a long time and the first time I have ever posted online so please be kind, I'm not the best with syntax or formatting my writing sadly. BUT I went and saw Avvatar the Way of Water and I'm obsessed with Na'vi/Recom Quaritch. I had a dream about a pink Na'vi (then started researching it and found this old post as the guide for her hair and eye colors: https://forum.learnnavi.org/general-avatar-discussion/navi-with-albinism/ ). After that, I MANICALLY hammered out 5 chapters to this fic. It's messy and imperfect but I hope it will be enjoyed. Slow burn/Enemies to lovers I think is the vibe this is going for as I try to reel in and edit this. Quaritch still had his loyalty to the RDA and humans so I think it would take time, and patience for a real romance to bloom. There WILL be smut but it'll take some time before we get there.

Also, this will HEAVILY parallel Jakes journey in the first movies but not be a retelling. If that's not your cup of tea, sorry.

Rating: T

Warnings: None really, canon typical violence

Words: 1803

The first time Colonel Miles Quaritch saw her was when he claimed his banshee. He’d managed to get on the back of the beast and connect his queue but they’d gone over the side of the cliff where the bastards lived and were falling, fast. Was this second chance at life over before it had even really started?

Then in an instant, she was there.

A large yellow and pink blur was flying beside him. It was Na’vi female on her own golden Banshee. Miles was falling so quickly he barely had the time to take in that she was the strangest Na’vi he had ever seen. She was pink.

Expertly beside him, she dove on her own beast just as quickly as he and his mount fell, her peculiar blonde hair streaming behind her as she shouted in near-perfect English.

“Think fly not fall, use the bond!”

“Fly?” When the words escaped the colonel's mouth the creature shot up, back up through the clouds of the floating hallelujah mountains to the Banshee Rookery, back to his team and Spider.

His success spurred the rest of his team to go on and claim their own Banshee partners but the colonel's thoughts drifted back to the strange-colored Na’vi. Why had she helped in? Had he imagined her? Hallucinated in the face of impending doom? He didn't mention the interaction to anyone.

Once the squad was whole, they rode on their mounts. Spider rode in front of the colonel as they moved in formation through the mountains, the kid seemed to be enjoying it. Quaritch kept his eyes open for the pink Na’vi but no sign of her. He figured, whoever she’d been, whyever she’d saved him, he’d never see her again.

Until he did.

Miles saw the pink Navi almost immediately once his team had rounded up the sea na’vi village for questioning. She tried to stay toward the back of the group but she stuck out like a sore thumb. She was pink after all, how she’d survived amongst the Blues was a wonder, he’d seen firsthand in the jungle how useful the blue colorings were to helping him and his team blend in.

He filed away in the back of his brain that she dressed a little nicer than the common natives, her grab was mostly green and beads dangled from her biceps. The most telling sign that she was important was a big ol’ beaded collar around her neck. Savage royalty perhaps?

Either way, it didn’t help him understand why she’d gone out of her way to help him before but he intended to find out.

But once he gave the order to burn the hutches, the opportunity to question her was missed. The pink Na’vi took the opportunity of the confusion and anguish of the tribals to bolt to the yellow banshee and fly back toward the mainland.

The Recom Na’vi watched her soar right over him, her big orange eyes filled with tears unabashedly made eye contact with him. She didn’t screech or scream like the other locals on the beach did, throwing themselves to the ground with grief. No, she looked at him with those big doe eyes like he was supposed to be better than this. It pissed him off that she had the gall to be disappointed in him for being the soldier he was.

Miles didn’t enjoy that little twist in his gut, one because a damn native made him feel it and two because he felt it at all. His human counterpart would never be so weak. The pang of guilt was amplified when he looked to Spider, who was grieving just as much as the Blues at the loss of their home.

“Should we go after that one Colonel?” Zdinarsk asked, gesturing with her gun and popping her pink bubble gum nonchalantly as the flames raged.

Briefly, the colonel considered having her shot out of the sky or pursuing her on his own banshee.

But he did owe the little na’vi a debt and he was feeling charitable today, already not killing the villages Tsahìk for Spider's sake. He really did care what the kid thought, even though he told himself time and time again he wasn’t actually his son, they weren't even the same species anymore.

“Naw, the fact she’s flying means she’s no use to us. We must have interrupted her vacation.”

When he got back on the boat he asked the science puke who loved the Tulkun why a Na’vi would be pink, he went into a long-winded explanation that ended with him saying it was like being an albino. It was rare but it happened.

Quaritch had a feeling he’d see her again, he wasn’t a man who liked to believe in coninsicdenece.

–-

When he saw her again, his life debt to her was doubled.

After being rescued from near drowning by Spider after his fight with Sully, Miles flew on the back of his Banshee for as long as he could back to the mainland. He was trying to make it to the RDA to get patched up but the banshee could feel he was hurt and ultimately it slowed them down.

They’d made it into the heart of an unknown part of the jungle, Quaritch was weak and took up against a tree, holding his abdomen, his banshee close to keep an eye on him. It was strange to him still that the beast was so loyal to him but it served him well so far.

As he lay there against the tree, his breathing was labored. He was hurt but he wasn't sure how severe.

Clutching his abdomen he could help but think of how he was breaking his own original “Pandora Rules” by being out after dark. But tonight he noticed how the forest was filled with bioluminescent life and for once he thought maybe Pandra was the slightest bit beautiful and not brutal.

The colonel was struggling to keep his yellow eyes open and his breath steady but he saw the slightest of moments among the trees, the dancing of dozens of little bioluminescent dots.

“I see you” he managed to grunt out, knowing it had to be a Na’vi, here to end him once and for all.

But the figure approached with caution, not contempt in the low light he was able to make out this was no typical Na’vi. It was the little pink one again.

“No, you don't see,” She said in English and she knelt down next to him.

Her small 4 digited hands reached for his abdomen, where most of his pain was.

The colonel's much larger blue hands snatched her pink ones up before she could touch him. She looked annoyed, puffing out her cheeks but Quartich wasn’t about to just start trusting the natives, not after all he’d don’t to them.

“Help. Let me help.” She urged, attempting to move her hands towards his waist while his hands were still holding them. They didn’t move an inch in his vice-like grip.

He didn't move a muscle as his yellow eyes stared into her orange ones, looking for some indication of her intention. The color reminded him of the good, warm fire on the first cold day of winter. They were warm and inviting. He continued raking his eyes down her to form to assess how much of a threat she could be. The female was light pink, a blush color with even slightly darker pink striations down her body in place of the normal blue ones the Na’vi had. She squirmed a little but he was too strong for her to really put up any kind of decent fight.

She had long white-blonde hair with one thick braid down the center of her head that he assumed held her queue, it was surrounded by several smaller ones around it which eventually flowed from braid to curl. She still wore all the pomp and frills of being an important native, tons of beads on her clothing, and she wore one of the collar necklaces that indicated some kind of status.

Quaritch also took note of a little garter on her thigh that held he could see held a knife made of bone and a small satchel she was carrying.

She did not seem to appreciate how long he was taking to study her, letting out an exasperated sound and rolling her big orange doe eyes.

“Fine. Die.” She shrugged and turned her head away like a waspish brat.

His wounds must have been getting to him because he briefly imagined that if he wasn’t still holding her in place that she would have stood up to stomp her foot.

“Settle down, sweetheart. Just looking at who I’m dealing with, nothing personal.” Quaritch retorted as he released her.

Miles made quick work to remove his combat vest on his own but winced as he tried to pull his shirt over his head. The little white Na’vi leaned in to help him and he didn’t protest. Once the pair of them managed to wrangle it off of him, the natives' face was too close for his comfort.

She seemed to notice this too and moved her face back after a beat to start assessing his abdomen and torso, she ran her little hands over his one of ribs and it earned her a full fang-faced hiss from him. It was surely broken after his scrape with Sully.

She got up without saying anything and retrieved from big leaves and began applying some foul-smelling paste from her bag to his abdomen that reminded him of cough drops.

Her pink legs were tucked under her delicately as she worked, now wrapping him up with the big leaves as makeshift bandages.

“Why are you helping me anyways, Princess?” The sharp edge of distrust in his voice.

“Not Princess,” was all she said, ignoring his question as she finished his bandages and now retrieved a needle and thread.

Quaritch was not a man who would be ignored.

Even in his current state, he was bigger, faster, and stronger than her. He grabbed the long white blonde braid that held her queue when she looked down to thread the needle.

She screeched and tears sprang to the corners of her eyes. The little pink Na’vi didn't even try to fight him, she was obviously not a warrior.

“I asked you nicely, so now I’ll ask you again,” his hold tightened “why did you save me? Why are you helping me now?”

She frantically said something in Navi but he quickly cut her off.

“No, no, in English.”

He lacked the patience right now to decipher the alien language.

“Ewya wishes for you to live,” she spat.

Quaritch released her and let out a bitter laugh that stung his broken rib.

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Chapter 16 - 'The Target'

Pairing: TBB Crosshair x femOC

When I returned to the cockpit, Tech was transferring clearance codes for our arrival and I sighted the two V-wing starfighters, siding us on both sides.

„All clear. Landing bay one-tac-one“ The clone on the other side ordered us and Tech easily navigated the Marauder to said landing bay and we landed in the hangar.

While the others carried their helmets under their arms, I hid under my white one and tried to stay in the background, to not draw attention towards me. Our eyes landed on a squad of troopers with crimson red markings.

„What is the Coruscant Guard doing here?“ Hunter asked in a low voice. Before someone could answer an announcement was filling the halls over the communication system, „Lockdown 5 remains in place. All security teams report to the command center.“

„So this isn’t a drill“ Tech stated.

„What have we missed?“ Wrecker asked and turned to us questioning. A group of shock troopers were approaching and two of them were carrying a dead body, that was hidden under a white medical blanket.

„What is happening?“ Hunter stepped forward to ask them. Their leader turned to us and answered „General Grievous has been defeated on Utapau and the separatist leadership has collapsed.“

„It really was like you said“ Wrecker whispered towards Tech.

„You sound surprised?“ Tech replied and I couldn’t help but giggle. Echo quickly silenced me by hitting me with his shoulder. We quickly turned our attention back to the troops when they carried the dead body besides us and suddenly a lightsaber fell onto the ground. Hunter eyed it closely as the shock trooper picked it up, „Is there a problem?“

As an answer Hunter stepped back. „Let’s head to the barracks.“

„I wouldn’t stay for too long, there is a mandatory meeting for all clones at 1500.“ The shock trooper informed us, before we headed to the barracks.

„The smell hasn’t gone any better“ Echo stated when we entered their room. It was a similar layout to the bedroom on the Marauder, a little bit messier even. B1 droid heads under the table, a pile of blacks thrown over a chair, all kinds of weapons placed all over the room. With an amused smile I took off my helmet and curiously looked around the room.

„Shae, try to not breathe in the smell“ Echo suggested jokingly after he passed me and placed his helmet on the table in the middle of the room.

„It just smells like Hunter’s bandana does after a week“ I joked and tried to act as serious as I could and earned a „Hey!“ from him. „Next time when you sleep, I’ll hide it under your pillow so you can enjoy it the whole night…“ Hunter threatened jokingly and stepped closer. I played along and ran away from him.

„Approximately, you’ll have suffocated by then“ Tech stated in his usual voice, but smiled lightly when he saw Hunter’s expression.

„I’ll note to hide one under your’s too“ Hunter replied smirking and crossed his arms over his chest. I walked up to him and leaned my arm on his shoulder, „Did you hear that Tech?“ I joked about Hunter’s threat.

„We should focus, the meeting is soon“ Crosshair suddenly spoke, causing everyone to look at him. Concerned I walked up to him after I sensed the tension between him and Hunter, as the others got back to their things. I tried to look into his eyes, but he just stared down at his rifle, ignoring me.

„Eleven more successful missions!“ Wrecker stated proudly as he drew markings on the wall, counting them.

„Kaller wasn’t a win“ Echo commented.

„We’ve completed our objective“ Wrecker argued and stoped drawing lines.

„Not every objective“ Crosshair snarled and looked up at Hunter. With furrowed eyebrows I looked at him, being worried. „He let that Jedi kid escape.“ He continued, keeping his eyes darted on his sergeant.

„I don’t think that executing our commanders is a mission objective“ Hunter replied and turned to him.

„An order is an order.“

„Since when?“ Hunter counters and they just stare at each other angrily, the tension filling up the whole room. It gets interrupted by the intercom ordering all clones to assemble in the staging area for the briefing.

„This is one meeting, I don’t want to miss.“ Hunter stated, dragging his eyes away from Crosshair.

„There is a first for everything“ Tech commented and collected his belongings. Sighing I wanted to grab my helmet but Hunter placed his hand on it, stopping me. „You stay here“ he orders and not wanting to argue, I accept and took a step back. „We’ll tell you everything when we get back“ Wrecker tried to comfort me and smiled.

„And we’ll grab you a bit, that’s probably safer anyway“ Echo added and followed his brothers.

„Shae…“ Crosshair spoke up as he walked up to me. „I-I…it’s just that kid, we had our mission and he…“ He tried to find the right words to explain himself, but I placed my hand on his shoulder. „Cross, it’s fine. I’ll try to talk to him later, okay?“ I offered, hoping it would make things better. He nodded and smiled weakly. „Please don’t kill each other“ I joked and couldn’t hide the hint of worry in my words. He rolled his eyes at me and smirked slightly, before he left. I stopped Tech when he wanted to walk past me.

„Take care of them…“ I said with pleading eyes.

„I’ll try my best, but I won’t take any responsibility“ he answered and corrected the position of his glasses, when he excited the room after the others, leaving me behind.

„They used live rounds on us! I can’t believe it!“ Wrecker stated angrily when they entered the barracks again.

„I tried to warn you about Tarkin…“ Echo answered.

„W-What happened?“ I asked, immediately jumping off the bunk I had been waiting on, worrying for standard hours. I glanced over at Crosshair to check on him first, but he just looked onto the ground.

„The republic is now the empire, Echo got knocked out in the cantina and there was a girl, then we had to do a battle simulation and they used live rounds!“ Wrecker replied and threw his hands in the air.

Before I could answer, Crosshair commented dryly „People get shoot at all the time…“

„There is a difference between getting shot at in battle, then be used as target practice“ Tech replied and eyed his slim brother. I walked over to Crosshair and placed my hand on his shoulder. „Tech is right…“

„Well, no one got hurt, right? So what’s the big deal?“ Crosshair replied annoyed, without looking at me and shook my hand off his shoulder before he walked past me.

„We are no dummy droids“ Wrecker added annoyed and sank onto a chair behind him.

„Someone is coming“ Hunter suddenly said and threw my helmet towards me to put on. Right when the helmet covered my face the door opened.

„…I agree.“ I froze in shock when I heard the voice coming from the door. „Most impressive, I have to admit“ the man added and like the others I stood still, not looking at him. I stood out like a sore thumb between them and the slick voice made me fear the man even more. Under the visor I glanced over without turning my head and watched him getting closer. He was wearing a grey officer uniform, that matched his hair and his shark-like eyes closely watched all of us. Suddenly his eyes met mine and even through the visor, it felt like he was staring into my soul.

„Who do we have here?“ The officer asked eyeing me up and down.

„A new recruit, part of our team, Sir“ Hunter answered quickly. The officer nodded slowly and turned his head back to the others, before he dragged his eyes away from me.

„The empire might have some unorthodox methods, but so do you…“ he began again. „Nala Se speaks quite highly of her five enhanced clones. She claims you are more capable than an army.“

Hunter firmly nodded, acknowledging the compliment.

„That’s why we have a mission for you“ he continued and looked into the round again.

„What do you need us to do?“ Hunter asked, staying in his stance, causing the officer to slightly smile.

„The empire has tracked down a group of insurgents to the Onderon sector. They must be dealt with - immediately.“

„What kind of insurgents?“ Echo asked the officer, who turned to him before he answered. „Separatist forces, leftovers, trying to keep the galaxy at war. If you five eliminate this threat, I’ll look upon you most favorably, when I assesses the new imperial army.“ he finished with a slick smirk.

„Five? We are six, Sir“ Crosshair spoke up.

„I wish to talk to your sixth member in the meantime, let the guards outside guide you to my office, when the others head off“ he spoke towards me, before he left with his two shock troopers. We stood still until the door closed behind him.

I sighed heavily when I took off my helmet. My eyes wandered over to Crosshair, when our gazes met he looked at me worryingly, but Hunter stepped between us. He placed a comforting hand on my shoulder, causing me to look at him.

“Everything will be fine…”

„I don’t trust Tarkin“ Echo said grumpily, eying the door the officer had left through.

„Don’t do anything stupid and try to behave when he talks to you“ Hunter said in a warning tone.

„You guys are not helping“ Crosshair snarled and stepped beside Hunter.

„The chances are very high that he figures out, that you are not one of us, but he will probably welcome that, considering he isn’t very fond of clones…“ Tech added joining me by my side.

„…no one is“ Crosshair scoffed.

„We will be back soon“ Hunter added trying to calm me. „Say what he wants you to and don’t forget you are one of us now, he won’t hurt you, Shae“ he added, but I could see the doubt in his eyes. The others nodded, agreeing with him.

„I hope you are right about that…“ I replied, still a little worried. „And please be careful yourself“ I said to all of them.

„Oh don’t worry about us“ Wrecker said confidently and laid his arm around Crosshair, who annoyedly shock it off immediately. All of us exchanged a nod, before they gathered their belongings and helmets. Crosshair was the last one and stopped before he exited the room, following his brothers.

„Everything will be fine“ he said and hesitantly took my hand in his. He didn’t look into my eyes and kept his eyes on my hands and intertwined our fingers.

„Cross…I’m scared…“ I replied, causing him to look at me. Something in his expression was different since Kaller…

He seemed torn and conflicted. Slowly I lifted my hand up to his face and wanted to stroke over his cheek to comfort him but he quickly stopped me, grabbing me by my wrist.

Confused and shocked I looked at him and his sudden roughness towards me. Almost scared of his own actions he quickly let go again and put on his helmet to hide his face and walked towards the exit.

“Be careful!” I added in a pleading tone, causing him to stop in his tracks for a moment. He hesitated for a while and I could hear him sigh under his helmet, before he left, following the others. I put on my helmet myself and exited the room as well.

I watched after them as one of the shock troopers lead them away, the other one waiting for me. Crosshair turned around a last time and our eyes met through the visors. I turned away and nodded towards the other trooper, waiting to lead me to Tarkin.

I followed him and my worries around my boys slowly turned into fear about what would happen now. What if he wouldn’t accept me being a part of them and would send me away? It wouldn’t surprise me, if someone like me wasn’t allowed along them nor accepted. I doubted that the republic nor empire had ever faced a situation like this…

„Sit down, he will be here shortly“ the trooper spoke after he stopped in front of a white door. His hands slid over the control panel next to the door, before it hissed open, revealing a white bright room, with a dark grey desk and two chairs. I looked at him for a short while and had to stop myself from thanking him, which would have given away that I wasn’t a clone. So I just nodded firmly and entered the room, slowly walking towards the chair on my side of the desk. I flinched nervously when the door hissed again, when it shut. I sat down and waited.

I didn’t know if it just felt like an eternity because I was so anxious or if the officer really took his time. But I guessed he would have a lot of more important manners to attend to, than me. Anxiously my leg bounced up and down and I looked around the empty cold room to pass time, not finding anything to distract me.

Suddenly the door hissed again, causing me to freeze in place. When I heard the steps coming closer and closer, until I could see the figure in the corner of my eye, I jumped up and saluted, like I had seen clones do before.

„There is still some improvement I see“ Tarkin chuckled and walked onto the other side of the desk and added „ease up, trooper“ before he sat down. I did as I was told and watched his every move. „Please remove your helmet now.“

I froze again and he repeated himself, the smile from earlier disappearing. Really slowly I lifted my hands and removed the helmet. I felt even more intimidated by him without the helmet. With it, I had felt safe, hidden in a way. The smile returned when he looked at my face.

„If it helps, I already knew you weren’t a clone“ he explained and leaned back in his chair. „So… who are you?“

„Shae“ I replied with a shaking voice. He raised one eyebrow and waited for me to continue „…Chuchi“ I added and swallowed hard. I knew lying would just get me in trouble. His eyes flickered at the mention of my last name, but he didn’t comment on it.

„W-What gave me away…Sir?“ I asked nervously, when he said nothing and just eyed me. He chuckled.

„Everything.“ He replied. „The height, the stance and the whole explanation of Clone Force 99 recruiting a new trooper seemed a little…odd to me.“

I just nodded as reply.

„I still wouldn’t have expected someone like…like you, miss“ Tarkin added and lightly tilted his head. „A pleasant surprise.“

He wanted to say something but got interrupted by a message on the com link on his desk. „Sir, we have new information about the mission on Onderon-“ A trooper explained through the com.

„Good. I’ll be right there“ Tarkin replied shortly and shut the com system off with a beep. „I am sorry Miss Chuchi, but I’ll have to attend this-“

„I-I can come with you“ I interrupted him and rushed onto my feet when he lifted himself up to leave. They had new information about Onderon, that was where the bad batch was headed. „Sir“ I quickly added, when I realized how unprofessional this had been.

„I fear not…“ he answered, „Besides, I am sure it’s only good news. Don’t you trust them to accomplish this mission?“ He asked me when he slowly made his way around the table.

„No doubt, Sir“ I answered truthfully.

„Then there is nothing to worry about“ He said, pleased with my answer and walked past me. „I’ll send someone to guide you to your new quarters, you can wait here“ he said over his shoulder to me, before he left through the door. I sighed and sank down into the seat again. And waited.

After an even longer, but not as anxious, wait, the door opened again and I quickly turned around in the chair to look at the arriving person. The shock trooper looked surprised to see me, but quickly turned back into his professional persona and signaled me to follow him. I stood up and almost forgot the helmet, I had placed on the desk, before I followed him onto the hallway. I had loosened up a little and like I had told Tarkin, I had trust in them and was surprised at how well the officer had accepted me…I would have expected a lot worse.

„How do you find your way around here?“ I asked the trooper as I caught up with him with a smile. „Everything looks the same…so white“

He just shrugged his shoulders. Probably not really a joker, I thought to myself and noticed the weird looks I was getting. „Hi“ I greeted a few troopers, who I caught staring at me. I didn’t get any answer, but mumbled words they exchanged when we passed them.

„They aren’t really used to beings such as yourself“ the trooper explained after a while.

„Such as myself?“ I repeated amused. „I’m human too“

„Females.“ he answered dryly and I let out a small „oh“

„Sounds like a boring life“ I joked after a while and eyed him.

„Sounds like a quiet life“ He answered slightly annoyed, without looking at me.

We stopped in front of a door, that honestly looked like every other door in Tapioca City. If this would be the new quarters, I knew, I would have trouble finding it again. The trooper pressed a button next to the door to open it, revealing a smaller but cleaner room. I thanked him when I walked past him. It had a small window next to the bed onto the stormy seas. I noticed a bathroom being connected to it and a stach of the newest weapons in a corner of the room. „Wow“ I breathed out, „they are going to love this“ I stated with a chuckle and let my fingers slide over the black rifle and eyed the bag of grenades and explosives.

Suddenly I heard mumbling words being spoken over his helmets com-system, but couldn’t make any of them out. I slowly turned around to face him, only to find that he was already pointing his blaster at me.

„What is-?“ I began to ask with my hands in the air, but was stunned by his blaster before I could finish.

I woke up on a hard metallic bench and immediately jumped to my feet when I became conscious again. Stumbling and shaking I had to lean against the cold wall behind me as everything turned and I shock my head to get a clearer vision. I was only wearing the blacks now and they had removed all armor and weapons I had on me.

A red ray shield, metallic grey walls, a guarded control panel on the other side of the shield. I was a prisoner.

„Hey!“ I yelled to get the two guards attention and hit onto the wall. They pressed a button to be able to communicate with me and one of them replied „Silent, girl!“

„Why am I in here? Where is my squad?“ I asked, ignoring his order.

„Clone Force 99 failed“ He answered.

„Failed?“ I asked in shock. „They never failed a mission before. Where are they now?“ I ask further. And felt the fear and worry rise inside me.

„Locked up, like you“ the other trooper answers.

„W-Why didn’t you lock me up with them?“

„We have our orders.“ One answered. „Shut it now“ The other added and pressed off the sound button of the cell.

I slammed my fist against the metallic wall in frustration and sank down onto the bench again. My mind circled around an escape and rescue plan, but I couldn’t figure out a way to come out of this cell. Then it seemed like my answer just came through the door. Tarkin.

He sighted me and I jumped onto my feet, closely watching their interaction. With a nod and a few words I couldn’t make out, one of the troopers removed the ray shield and the both of them slowly made their way towards me, blasters at the ready.

Without thinking twice, I quickly pushed the blaster away from me and dodged the stun shot from the other one successfully. With a flick of my hand on his wrist he whined in pain and let his blaster go, I managed to catch it in fall as I rolled over the ground and with a kick of my leg I swept his feet away from under him. I caught his falling blaster and lifted up both at them, targeted at the two surprised troopers in front of me.

„You are full of surprises“ I heard Tarkin laughing behind me. Still on my knees I quickly turned around and targeted the blasters at him. „Where are they?“

„Easy there, Miss“ he said calmly and unfazed by the blasters. „I am sure you’re gonna want to listen to this first…“

Suddenly both of my wrists were being grabbed and turned, forcing me to let go of the guns. They fell onto the ground and I grunted in pain, when the trooper behind me pinned my hands behind my back. Quickly the other one cuffed them and collected their blasters again, so they were guarding me on both sides now.

„Looks like I don’t have a choice“ I huffed.

„Miss Chuchi, I don’t have bad intentions“ He began, but I rolled my eyes at him. „This all is a lot more difficult than it seems…I am forced to do this“ he explained motioning towards the cell and the cuffs. „Your…squad brought you and themselves into this position, I am just following our policy here…“

„They never failed a mission“ I answered angrily, not believing him.

„I am afraid, they did this time…“ he answered and pulled out his data pad showing me recordings of the bad batch talking to a group of people, a man leading them on and it seemed like he tried to explain something. I noticed Crosshair stepping up, but Hunter keeping him down and continuing his talk. Still not quite understanding it, I glanced back up at Tarkin.

„The people you see there are said insurgents, they were ordered to take care of. Against orders they even sided with their war fanatic leader…“ Tarkin explained as we continued to watch the holo recordings. In disbelief and shock I felt tears creeping up into my eyes, when I feared the fate that followed such behavior.

„Where are they now?“ I asked with a shaking voice.

„I am glad you ask that“ He replied and pressed another button of his data pad, showing a live security transmission from the hangar bay, where the Marauder was parked. Echo, Wrecker, Hunter and a little blonde girl were lifting and searching the crates around them.

„Where is Crosshair?“ I immediately asked when I couldn’t find him. Fear rose in me and with a risen eyebrow Tarkin watched my scared expression as he noticed it.

„Don’t worry about him, he is the only one of them, that came to his senses“ he explained with a pleased expression. „And I am giving you the same choice…“

„I-I have to see him first…a-and please let me try to reason with them - I am sure this was all a misunderstanding“ I stuttered and looked at Tarkin with pleading eyes. He thought for a while.

„I fear it is too late for that“ Tarkin replied, „But good luck.“

I couldn’t believe it. He would let me go? Why did he trust me? Only when I heard the click as they removed my handcuffs, I could believe it. Without hesitation I ran out of the door and made my way as fast as I could to the hangar bay. The large metallic doors opened when I reached them and I almost slipped when I surrounded the corner.

„Hunter!“ I yelled, gaining his attention. All of them turned their heads surprised.

„Shae!“ He exclaimed happy and surprised to see me. „W-We tried to look for you…We have to leave.“ He said urgently and wanted to lead me towards the ship.

I tried to catch my breath again and stopped in my tracks, taking his hand to stop both of us. „We have to get Crosshair, Hunter!“

„I don’t think we have to look far…“ the girl slowly said and looked at the hangar doors.

We followed her eyes and watched them open with loud metallic sounds. A group of shock troopers carefully entered, followed by none other than Crosshair himself. He wasn’t wearing his usual uniform, but was dressed in a complete black clone armor with his signature toothpick in the side of his mouth, a matching helmet under his arm and a rifle in his other.

Without hesitation I wanted to run up to him and hug him, just happy to have him back, but Hunter grabbed me by my arm and pulled me with him to hide me behind one of the crates, before he protectively stood in front of me.

„Omega, get behind Wrecker“ he ordered the little girl and scared of Crosshair, she did as she was told. Hunter and Wrecker had taken out their blasters and pointed them towards their brother in black. Wrecker held onto my arm to stop me, when Hunter stood up got away from the crates. In horror and confusion I could only watch.

„Best stand down, sergeant. Make it easy on yourself“ Crosshair spoke directly to Hunter, not noticing me.

„Have you lost your mind?“ Hunter asked in shock, his voice filled with bitterness and frustration. Crosshair stayed calm and replied „You should’ve killed that Jedi. You disobeyed orders and got us into this position…“

„I did what was right!“ Hunter defended himself and his hand turned into a fist.

„You never could see the bigger picture…now surrender“ Crosshair slowly said.

With anger and frustration Hunter prepared himself for the fight and held out his blaster. Wrecker did the same and pushed Omega and I back.

„You two, get onto the ship!“ Hunter ordered and as Omega tried to carefully make her way over, I only could shake my head. I couldn’t believe this was happening, how could they fight each other? How could Hunter want to leave Crosshair?

„I am not going with you!“ I yelled over the blaster fire, that had started. Getting cover behind a crate he looked at me. „Shae…it’s not safe here. He-“ he tried to explain but I stood up anyway and with lifted up arms I walked into Crosshair’s direction.

„Shae!“ Wrecker and Hunter screamed in unison after me, but I fought my tears and continued walking. I locked eyes with him for a split second but they quickly darkened when he saw something beside me.

Suddenly I got jumped from the side and slammed onto the ground by Hunter, pinning me onto the ground. „Please don’t do this“ he breathed out.

„We can’t leave him“ I answered with tears in my eyes.

„Hunter!“ We heard Crosshair yell over the blaster fire, that slowly stopped. „You will not take her from me!“

I have never heard him this angry before and swallowed down the fear that crept up inside me. Hunter didn’t resist, when I pushed him off me and slowly got up. My eyes met with Crosshair’s and I saw something soften in his gaze for a split second, before they flickered to something behind me and darkened again, before I felt my body being paralyzed by a stun shot and being caught by someone behind me.

„She belongs to me!“ Crosshair’s voice was the last thing I heard.

#bad batch #clone x reader #clone force 99 #crosshair x reader #tbb #tbb crosshair #sw tbb

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infinitelyprecious · 3 months

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For Him episode 7: What you didn't miss

Half of my tumblr dash decided to drop For Him after last week's episode and I fully get why. My completist a$$ is going to to finish the whole thing though, so I thought I'd fill y'all in on what you (didn't) miss this week. For those who still kinda want to know what happens.

Good news for the second couple lovers, they are back. Though only for like 2 minutes.

There's no trigger warnings for this episode.

Basically Nail is sad and mad bc he found out he looks identical to Blue.

Him is also sad bc Nail found out about Blue's appearance and now won't talk to him anymore. *surprised pikachu face*

The entire episode is Him trying to find a way to talk to Nail and explain the whole situation. He tries to recruit Phai but Phai's like nope. I'm not helping and you should leave him alone. He deserves better.

Truly the only one I still respect.

Nail's friend ends up agreeing to help Him and they get the whole squad (without Phai though) together to figure out a plan.

The genius plan:

Yup lol

They get Nail to a parking lot. He sees the bear and tries to run away. Que the squad coming out from god knows where to prevent that from happening. Him goes on one knee, offers the bouquet and reveals his face.

Nail takes the bouquet and slaps Him in the face with it.

But...

Of course, the plan works. Him says he wants to explain and asks for another chance which Nail agrees to.

And that's where the episode ends.

(Te also showed up a couple of times. Being as infuriating as ever, but that truly doesn't matter for the story at all.)

#for him the series #for him ep 7 #precious talks

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feeisamarshmallow · 4 months

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✨ 2023 Writing Year In Review ✨

Dug up this format from last year because I love doing this every year.

1. Number of stories posted to AO3: 7 new fics, 1 updated fic, 1 playlist, and 1 updated collection of meta.

2. Word count posted for the year: 50,705, but that’s including the word count for my entire meta collection, which was actually written over almost 10 years. So more accurately it’s around 30,000.

3. Fandoms I wrote for: Brooklyn Nine Nine, Veronica Mars, and It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia

4. Pairings: Most of the stuff I wrote is very genfic, but my b99 fic everything’s changed explore Jake Peralta’s relationships with the whole squad and focuses particularly on his relationship with his daughter, my OC Willa Peralta. I also wrote fics focusing on Charlie Kelly & Mac McDonald, Charlie Kelly & Dennis Reynolds, and a little bit of Charlie Kelly & Dee Reynolds. Oh and I wrote some Mac McDonald/Dennis Reynolds in my boyband episode fic!

5. Story with the most:

Kudos: into your lungs (the things you don’t trust) (B99) – 73 Kudos

Bookmarks: everything’s changed (but I feel the same inside) (B99) – 20 bookmarks

Comments: everything’s changed (but I feel the same inside) (B99) – 11 comment threads

6. Work I’m most proud of (and why):

I’m most proud of everything’s changed (but I feel the same inside). It’s the longest fic I wrote this year, but it’s also by far the broadest in scope. I’m proud of the way I handled the growth of Jake throughout the years. The structure of telling a story through vignettes over a long period of time is one I’ve used lots when writing b99 fic, and I feel like this fic is really the culmination of me honing this style. Although I may go back and write more b99 fic, this fic also feels like a farewell in many ways. It deals with Jake (and tangentially all the characters) moving on from the 99, and I’m really proud of the story I constructed for them all.

7. Work I’m least proud of (and why):

Out of My Depth (at a Public Beach). I like this fic, but I don’t love it. I feel like I didn’t totally get at what I wanted to about Dennis’ character. I like, but don’t love, the ‘waves’ metaphor. I wish I had more of a through-line of plot woven throughout the character study. But I still stand by all the character analysis in this piece, and it does have my favourite title from this year.

8. Share or describe a favorite review you received:

I got a lot of really lovely reviews on everything’s changed. I especially cherished the ones who told me they related to my fic in some way. A few people told me they saw their own experiences of having ADHD in my portrayal of Jake’s experiences. Those are about the most gratifying comments you can get. (I also always have to shout-out @impossiblyizzy, who always leaves really lovely comments).

I also got a comment from @musiclover2732 on Not Worth It, after he had listened to a song I said reminded me of the fic (Song in E by Julien Baker, particularly the line I wish you’d hurt me / it’s the mercy I can’t take). I was just so touched that not only did he go listen to the song I recommended, but also then read my fic AND commented about all of it. The best <3

9. A time when writing was really, really hard:

I’m so much busier nowadays! It’s much harder to find time to write in general. It just means that fics come a bit slower than they used to. And I’m not sure when I’ll write my next longfic. I do want to tackle something longer, but maybe not next year either.

10. A scene or character you wrote that surprised you:

I didn’t know I was going to get into Always Sunny this year, so writing my four IASIP fics was a surprise! Although I did know that I was gonna write angsty fanfic once I started watching the show. It just has all the things I love (sitcom that is funny on the surface but super angsty if you take it seriously). And then my first Always Sunny fic has some CharDee subtext to it, which was even more surprising because that’s not one of the ships I tend to be drawn to (although I am super multi-ship about this show).

11. A favorite excerpt of your writing:

From everything’s changed (but I feel the same inside). Spoiler warning this is the end scene:

"I've read your books, you know. I'll be excited to be able to own them in hard copy." It takes him a minute to properly process her words. Janine isn't here to see Willa. She's here for him. "You….I…I don't know what to say." "You don't have to say anything." "You're the reason…when you were so kind to Willa in second grade and then so kind to me when I came in for the parent teacher conference…you stopped me to talk after…I had quit the NYPD and I didn't know what I was doing and I…that was kinda the beginning of my writing…and I do have ADHD. And a MFA. Lots of letters now! But what I'm trying to say—" "Jake, you don't have to explain it all to me." She cuts off his rambling. "Let's just go in. Willa said there would be cake." Usually, it would drive Jake crazy not to be able to explain himself to someone. But Janine Baker seems to have a knack for just understanding. So instead he just holds the door open and follows her down the hall of the centre towards the multipurpose room. The community centre floor has been painted to look like a garden pathway, so that as they walk down the hall, they follow a painted cobblestone path with colourful flowers sprouting along the edges. It all reminds Jake of something that he thought years ago, back when the kids were young, before he was a writer, when he was first researching about ADHD. He had thought that maybe there was another path. At the time, it was a hypothetical thought, an imagining of a future that could have been, but wasn't. It wasn't hypothetical anymore. There were no maybes. There was a new path. And it had led him to publishing a novel, to finishing his college degree, to getting an ADHD diagnosis. It had led him to spinning legendary stories for Mac and Willa that they still reminisced about today, as adults. It had led him to discovering a love of the library. It had led him to learning more about himself. And this path was only one of many. If Jake Peralta, ex-cop and college dropout, could become Jake Peralta, MFA and published author, what other iterations of himself did he contain, all wrapped up in one another, waiting to be discovered?

From I’m Just Like You (A Little Messed Up and Blue). TW: brief mentions of childhood sexual assault:

“Well maybe…” Mac starts and then trails off. Maybe you’re all messed up because you were molested as a child seems too mean to say. “Maybe it’s because of like my childhood or whatever?” “Yeah,” Mac says softly. “Maybe,” Charlie says. He’s sounded near tears this whole conversation, but now they start flowing down his cheeks. Every one of Mac’s instincts is telling him to find something to get Charlie to stop crying. Charlie crying is one step away from Charlie flying out of control. Charlie crying means it’s easier for the schoolyard bullies to shove him into a locker or steal his prized new comic book or kick him in the stomach. He wishes he could reach out and hug Charlie. Tell him it’s okay and he’ll find the perfect girl one day. But those are words and gestures for normal people, not for the two of them. Not for two forty-year old men with a failing bar and not a single successful relationship between the two of them. Instead he says, “Maybe it’s just the way you are.” He hopes it sounds comforting, and not like he thinks there’s something wrong with Charlie. Because, honestly, there are a lot of things wrong with Charlie. And not just the molestation. Or the alcoholism. Charlie’s…not like most people. Charlie sniffs and wipes his face. “Yeah,” he says. But he sounds a bit calmer. Mac feels the tension in his chest lessen a bit too. “There’s nothing wrong with being who you are, you know,” he says again. The words feel wooden in his mouth. Like he doesn’t really believe them, and maybe he doesn’t. Like maybe, even though God’s love is unconditional and He doesn’t make mistakes, He made a mistake when He made Mac gay. “I’m glad you’re gay now,” Charlie says all of a sudden, completely sincerely. It catches Mac off-guard. Charlie is so oblivious most of the time, but right now it’s like he’s seeing right through Mac’s bulging muscles and black cut-off tee and right into his soul.

12. How did you grow as a writer this year:

Last year I felt like I grew a lot. This year I feel like my growth was less noticeable, but still there. I think I continued to work on how to tackle themes in a fic with subtlety. How to write around an idea. How to take a theme and just leave it there for the reader to find instead of leading them right to it. I’m still working on it. I can be a bit on-the-nose as a writer (and part of that is just my style!), but I’m going to continue on working to refine my writing.

13. How do you hope to grow next year:

I still want to work on editing more. I still haven’t really done that. I hope I can tackle something a bit longer for Always Sunny next year. Otherwise, I want to just keep writing and reading and letting the experience of doing it help me grow as it always does.

14. Who was your greatest positive influence this year as a writer (could be another writer or beta or cheerleader or muse etc etc):

@impossiblyizzy as always, my sometimes-beta and always-friend <3

Also everyone I’ve met through Always Sunny in the latter half of this year who have commented on my fics or interacted with me here on tumblr, you all know who you are <3

15. Anything from your real life show up in your writing this year:

Always. I can’t not write myself into my fics. I wrote about asexuality for the first time (shocking it’s taken this long) in Hey I’m Just Like You, because I have such a strong conviction in my ace!Charlie headcanon. There’s a lot of me in that fic.

Also, and this might be a little too revealing, but there’s a fair bit of me in the two Dennis fics I wrote. (Always a humbling experience to see yourself in Dennis Reynolds).

Finally, I think I was so drawn to writing everything’s changed because the themes of growing up and moving on and finding new routines and hobbies and interests. I think I was (and am) in a place of moving onto the next ‘stage’ of life, so-to-speak, and so even though I am much younger than Jake in that fic, the themes resonated a lot. (I’ve also spent a fair bit of this year reflecting on how my own brain works and how that impacts me, and that’s also a big theme in this fic with Jake figuring out he has ADHD and reflecting on his experiences).

16. Any new wisdom you can share with other writers:

Above all, writing should be fun! This is a hobby for us, and it should bring you joy! Write the same tropes over and over (just look at how many hurt/comfort elements are in the fics I wrote this year). Write short fics. Write obscure fics. Write non-shippy fics. Write whatever you want. The audience will find it, and even if they don’t, you’ll enjoy the process of creating it.

Also, don’t get sucked into any fandom drama. (And yes commenting as an outsider on said fandom drama is part of getting sucked in). It’s never worth it in my books.

17. Any projects you’re looking forward to starting (or finishing) in the new year:

I’ve been tossing around the idea of an Always Sunny fic I’ve been called The Gang Gets Better, which would be a look at what it would take for each of the characters to grow, learn, and/or heal. I think I would maybe do a different (hypothetical?) scenario for each character. But it’ll be a lot of work, I think, to do it justice. So we’ll see if I get to it. I may have to take many liberties with how social services and systems work in Pennsylvania if I don’t want to end up down a months-long research rabbit hole.

I’d also love to get around to writing another chapter of Under a Blood Red Sky this coming year.

And I still have a 1D hockey AU kicking around (and now plotted!), so maybe that will see some light this year?

Or who knows? I always tend to surprise myself with what I end up writing!

18. Tag some writers whose answers you’d like to read.

Tagging anyone who would like to do this!

(@quelsentiment you tagged me in this last year, do you wanna do it again this year?)

#writing year in review #my writing

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Haikyuu characters are all so dramatic. Hinata and him wanting to be the ace and yelling at everyone about it, breaking into training camp, and trying to photobomb Kita's interview. Kageyama's whole "I'm setter because setter is te playmaker who touches the ball the most and controls the team." Tsukishima's "just a club" until it isn't and he becomes so impassioned he practocally begs to get put back in uring the Shiratorizawamatch even with an injury, literally the whole Akiteru situation, "Sorry I took your extra special job" to Hinata during the Inarizaki game. Yamaguchi yelling at Tsukki, "What more do you need than pride?" and running to get an AED when Hinata stops breatjing after being reminded of final exams.

Ennoshita's "if I can't get this ball I don't belong on the court" and him being unofficial wrangler of the problem children. Nishinoya in general but 1) "I'm not playing unless I have my (*coughs* boyfriend *coughs*) ace by my side, 2) pouncing on anyone who mentions his height, 3) the whole "guardian deity" thing ("ROLLING THUNDER!!!!") and the joy he takes in being called senpai, 4) Kiyoko (need I say more?) or any other girl giving him the time of day, 5) him deciding to come to Karasuno specifically because of the uniform's cool looks... (I could continue for ages here). Tanaka in general: ripping hia shirt off, screaming every time he hits, shaving his head to show his dedication to the club, the whole Amane "I LOVE ANOTHER!" situation, etc etc etc.

Asahi "I lost one game so I quit volleyball completely and got into such a huge argument over my (*coughs again* boyfriend *cough cough*) libero that he got suspended for a week and we broke a fucking broom handle clean in two. Suga getting scolded for screaming at them for missing two recieves at their first game at Nationals, I think it was, naming every attack, and putting together an inpromptu cheer squad for Yamaguchi during their first Aoba Josai game. Daichi dying, 'nuff said, but also him not-so-subtly threatening to beat the snot out of anyone who misbehaves (dad behavior indeed).

Takeda saying that groveling is one of his talents and offering to pay out ofnpocket for travel expenses 👌. Ukai not wanting to come back as coach to preserve his high school memories of Karasuno and ends up as their coach anyways. Kiyoko saying the only time she'd be caught dead wearing the shirt the club made for her is if her only other choice was to go naked. Yachi getting so worked up about everything she ends up spouting nonsense or about to pass out. Saeko and her insane driving, the tenko drum squad, her arriving late becase she was out drinking til 5am.

Inousuke communicating with Hinata in gibberish. Lev and his ace big talk. Shibayama getting so excited after syncing up with Lev because he was worried about not living up to Yaku's presence. Kenma cursing out gravity when he's tired. Tora and him getting into multiple catfights because of their different personalities and philosophies. Fukunaga splashing them with water multiple times to break up said fights.

Kuroo being a closet dork, him and Yaku insulting each other with science names, the whole "blood, heart, brain" speech. Yaku parenting Lev and literally kicking his ass. Kai being the calm one but only in comparison to them and enabling Fukunaga's water-throwing antics.

Akane leading the cheer squad. Alisa jumping to thinking about being sister-in-laws with her after Lev does something tall. Coach Nekoma and the Battle of the Trash Heap yhat's been in the works since he, a grandpa, was in high school.

Kindaichi telling Kageyama not to apologize becaise he'll win their next match. Kunimi glaring because everything's a chore. Kyoutani and his dramatic entrance and playstyle. Yahaba dropping the nice guy act and doing the kabedon. Oikawa's everything: picture posing, hair styling, Mr. "At least I get to see one of them lose," the nicknames, that one scene where he "hmph!"s in public and tries to cover it up as humming (unsuccessfully). Iwaizumi chucking volleyballs anytime Oikawa gets a big head and being the only one Mad Dog will listen to because he won an arm wrestling competition.

Aone not talking unless to correct someone about Hinata and their super serious bows. Konegawa falling for every taunt that gets thrown his way. Fukutachi and his habit of antagonizing everyone, ever to exist.

Bokuto literally wilting if he doesn't get enough attention, getting excited at the most unusual things, his ace shirt. Akaashi plannihg his entire high school around playing with his husb- I mean, his star. Yukie eating everything in sight.

Ushijima intending on doing literally nothing but who "invites all challengers." Tendou SA-TO-RI and his "Oooooooops!!" Shibaru studying his ass off to go to Shiratorizawa and play "power volleyball" with Ushijima. Goshiki competing over every. Single. Thing. Washijou, the crotchety old geezer, shouting "Superglue! Bird lime!"

Kita seeing everything as not really a big deal but crying when he got named team captain. Osamu and his huge fight because he and Atsume disagreed about whose future was better so they made a deal to compare their lives on their deathbeds and whoever was happiest wins. Atsumu declaring he'd toss to Hinata one day after Inarizaki loses to Karasuno, his soul leaving his body after he messes up post timeskip, and him being a menace and little shit in general. Suna filming all of the twin's fights instead of getting a teacher or trying to deescalate somehow. Aran being forced to play straight man and mediate all the time.

Terushima trying to emulate the sync attack and whiffing the ball. Hana scolding her team's asses and getting them back into shape.

Sakusa grilling Kageyama about every scrap of information about Hinata, carring a lint roller around, bevoming friends with Ushijima because he dried his hands with a handkerchief correctly. Komori being basically his handler because he hates crowds.

Hoshiumi getting upset when Kageyama wasn't in awe of him then getting more upset when he got called a "good reference." Hirugami not realizing that people wouldn't die if he played badly.

They're all drama queens and I love it. Go read Haikyuu!!

#puffin says stuff #haikyuu!!#some might be exaggerated or simplified bc its been a while ok #cut for length and im being 100% serious here

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Hospital Thread | @erikxbrysonx

Just got a call! Might be there late. I’ll te- His phone, still at the station, kept the unsent text he meant to send as a heads up to Erik. They had been texting more, and more often, and had seen each other now a few times since Valentines. Even if there was plenty left unsaid between them still, it was enough to make Zach rethink his own relationship with Danny. The last thing he wanted to do was hurt the policeman, but maybe rushing into things had been a mistake in the first place. Two years, he was quick to realize, had not been enough for him to move on. If anything, spending time with Erik made it more obvious. He needed to be honest with Danny, but more importantly, he needed to be honest with himself. The whole point of meeting with his ex that night was, perhaps, to share some of that, too. Zach wasn’t sure what any of it meant, or what it meant for them, but he needed to say it, and he hoped, as nervous as he was, that Erik would understand this, too.

The last thing he remembered from the call was running into a half-collapsing building. It had been cleared when the squad arrived and it would’ve all been merely routine had it not been for an unreported gas leaked which created an explosion half way through. Zach had been helping a tenant out when it happened, pushing the young man out of the falling debris’ way. The sharp pain on contact, someone calling out his name on the radio. That’s the last thing he remembered. Everything else had gone blank. The air around him thinned and his head hit the concrete so hard had it not been for his helmet, he was sure he wouldn’t be there now. Opening his eyes in a hospital room, somewhat disoriented, oxygen tubes on his nose. He was so thirsty. His throat was on fire. And everything hurt. His neck. His back. His arms. He could move his hands though, which he did slowly, trying to grab the attention of the person in the room with him. His eyes were still adjusting to the light but he tried to focus on the silhouette of a man he knew all too well, and even without being able to see him well, he could feel his worry. “Hey baby,” He tried, his voice hoarse, and even though the words left him almost breathless as he tried speaking again, he continued. “I’m okay. I’m okay.”

#erik: happy to be sad

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double-j · 1 year

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*STARDUST REBLOG CHALLENGE NOVEMBER WEEK 2 MASTERLIST*

[for all fics, check the stardust reblog challenge tag]

*reminder to please heed the author's warnings on individual fics!*

~ splitting the list up into weeks this month because the post editor has been giving me a hard time ~

TGM: JAKE HANGMAN SERESIN FICS

seresin christmas (follow up to the slow burn series that you NEED to read) from @ereardon

tis' the damn season (from the better man universe which PLZ read all of because it makes me believe in love) from @sweetlittlegingy

golden barn lights from @siempre-bucky

california coast in your green eyes p. 1, p. 2, p. 3, p. 4, & p. 5 (jake and julie are perfect to me) from @theharddeck

come fly with me p. 5 & p. 6 from @bxwitched

signed away p. 5 & p. 6 from @seresinhangmanjake

home (from the best benefits series which you neeeeeeed to read if you are a sucker for idiot best friends to lovers like i am) from @writercole

the professor p. 9 & p. 10 from @/topguncortez

filet mignons and parking spots (will have you squealing just like its predecessor that you also need to read) from @withahappyrefrain

double tap (can already tell this will be a multi-re-read for me because it is so perfect and makes me feel so many feelings) from @rolycolysficrecs

one time thing (which will break your heart) & love that's a real long shot (which will break it a little bit more before fixing it right back up!!!) from @callsignvalley

you’re not my type from @/roosterforme

fine line p. 2 (from the look away universe aka sugar daddy jake!!) from @fuckyeahhangman

cross my heart from @almostgenerallyalways

douche bag jar deposit: $20 (aka p. 1 of the new girl au aka a dream come true) from @/jupitercomet

more hearts than mine p. 7 & p. 8 (this series will have you grinning so hard with how happy jake is now but also devastated at how he grew up, aka perfection) from @fandomxpreferences

TGM: BRADLEY ROOSTER BRADSHAW FICS

why do they call you rooster? from @roosterforme

i will leave you notes & je te laisserai des mots (you NEED to read this whole series okay!? it will make you FEEL so many FEELINGS) from @jupitercomet

come back p. 2, p. 3, p. 4, p. 5, & p. 6 from @/ereardon

flight risk p. 3.5 from @hufflepuffprincesse

the deployment diaries p. 2, p. 3, & p. 4 (but really read everything w/ bradley and babygirl because they are perfect) from @/roosterforme

king of the road from @/roosterforme

trouble in paradise p. 18 from @sunlightmurdock

the one where he puts his foot in his mouth from @/roosterforme

forget what you've been told (from the storm warning series that makes my heart hurt but in a good way?) from @/hufflepuffprincesse

“you said i had nice lips. who says that?” from @/topguncortez

couches, floors and beds from @/roosterforme

TGM: ROBERT BOB FLOYD FICS

coughs and cuddles from @topguncortez

“not like i’ve fantasized about you or anything...” from @/topguncortez

the perfect ratio from @/writercole

love like this from @/wildbornsiren

from the one who loves you from @a-reader-and-a-writer

TGM: MISCELLANEOUS FICS

no nut november from @/roosterforme (dagger squad giggles)

between the wolves prologue from @blue-aconite (bradley rooster bradshaw x jake hangman seresin x reader)

in vain from @wildbornsiren (hangster)

we should be lovers instead from @call-sign-jinx (mickey fanboy garcia)

NHL FICS

to sail beyond the sunset p. 3 from @spine-buster

BINGO!

#stardust reblog challenge #top gun fic rec #hockey fic recs #fic recs

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funkymbtifiction · 2 years

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Taylor.

This is an unpopular opinion, but to me Taylor Swift is an obvious immature, unhealthy ISFP. It's all about her and her feelings, her perceptions, her experiences .. she finds it hard to look up and see that her way of seeing things is just one of many. That's where her 'hero - me against the world - always the victim' mentality comes from....

Mod: I don't spend much time thinking about Swift, so am not really invested in this discussion. I will continue OP's thoughts below if anyone is interested, but won't be posting any more Swift-related submissions. Feel free to reblog and discuss it between yourselves if you are into it.

OP's continued post...

She's genuinely very easily hurt and offended, I don't believe it's an act or part of her brand at all. Her mother said she's been sensitive and stubborn since she was young and locked herself in her room and wrote a song about her feelings. A Youtuber by the name eric wen typed her, and his reasonings for Si were actually Se. He thinks that including sensory details in her songs and the words "I remember" is Si. But she doesn't write about the past, she writes about experiences that just happened and she rarely reminisces the past or writes about it's connection to the future the way Lana del Rey does for example. (honestly, Taylor reminds me of Ginny from Ginny and Georgia and her victim narrative that turned her into a bully but she still insisted that it's everyone else's fault).

She also lacks Ne because of her inability to see other people's point of view. Throughout the years, she's been asked about how she feels outing her exs in songs and she says she doesn't care and doesn't think about it (and puts on that I'm too cool to bother IxxP act that I've noticed insecure IxxPs do sometimes). Someone with Fe or Ne would be careful and keep in mind that that person will get death threats and hate and mean awful comments and their career will suffer. But she doesn't care because to her, someone hurting her feelings is THE ABSOLUTE WORSE THING EVER. It's a crime and she's a survivor and she believes it with her whole heart and has no problem letting everyone else know too. She loves people agreeing with her Fi publicly and immediately adds them to her squad when squad was a thing. And her Te is so harsh that she cuts people off forever if they dared make any sort of not so positive comment about her (just like she cut off Lorde for mentioning that being friends with her is like being friends with someone with an autoimmune disease - so many rules and considerations). People forget that IxxPs can be incredibly controlling too, and with Fi at the top they'll be controlling of their image and will fiercely guard it.

She also can't sell her 'calculated spontaneity' in interviews because Fi suck at presenting itself as anyone but. She comes off fake and cringe and seems completely unaware of it because of inferior Te. Anyone who says otherwise is a hater and she has a very obvious us against them mentality.

#taylor swift

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New Zealand Māori U18 Mareikura Girls to play against New Zealand Barbarians on October 6

New Post has been published on https://thedailyrugby.com/new-zealand-maori-u18-mareikura-nz-barbarians/

The Daily Rugby

https://thedailyrugby.com/new-zealand-maori-u18-mareikura-nz-barbarians/

New Zealand Māori U18 Mareikura Girls to play against New Zealand Barbarians on October 6

The 2023 New Zealand Māori Nga Mreikura Under 18 Girls squad was unveiled by New Zealand Rugby (NZR) today. They will compete in a single match against the New Zealand Barbarians on October 6 at Auckland’s Navigation Homes Stadium.

Players from rugby clubs (8) and schools (9) from all throughout Aotearoa, who were recognized for their outstanding performances this season, make up the 23-member Nga Mreikura side.

Jarvy Aoake of the Bay of Plenty will serve as the organization’s head coach, assisted by Te Rauoriwa Gapper, a current Matat, Stephanie Te-Ohaere Fox, a former Black Fern, and former Black Fern Stephanie Te-Ohaere Fox.

Aoake claimed that having the chance to lead has given him a foundation for personal development. New Zealand Māori Nga Māreikura U18 Girls squad named

New Zealand Māori U18 Girls Schedule

12.00pm | New Zealand Māori U18 Mareikura Girls v NZ Barbarians U18 Girls

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Tiki Edwards, the manager of NZR Mori Rugby Development, congratulated the women chosen for Nga Mreikura.

“For our players, the chance to represent their whanau (family), hap (sub-tribe), and iwi (tribe) is a tremendous honor. I’m excited to watch them truly absorb the culture as they spend the week together on a marae and develop a sense of pride before donning the jersey, Edwards said.

These Maori young players represent the future of our sport, and I want to thank the NZ Barbarians for supplying us with such a strong opponent. We are eager for the challenge this game will present.

Mark Hooper and Jimmy Sinclair will serve as the core coaching staff for the New Zealand Barbarians.

The NZ Barbarians officially announced their core coaching staff, which includes Mark Hooper, Jimmy Sinclair, former Black Fern Kendra Cocksedge, and Scrum Coach Aleisha Nelson. Their whole roster will be revealed at a later time.

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leagueofleaguesff · 7 months

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YAHOO STRANGER THINGS HAVE HAPPENED CASH LEAGUE 💸 💰 🤑

WEEK 1 STANDINGS:

👁 Let's Look At Some Week 1 League Stats 👁

Yahoo breakdown of each premier week matchup below: 👁

Johnny 💲 Oliver

The narrowest win/loss margin of week 1

Kirk Cousins was the 3rd highest scoring QB of week 1 (Oliver)

Calvin Ridley was just outside the top 10 WRs in fantasy scoring in week 1. This is due to the surprise Jets punt return to end week 1, a return man squeaked in the ranks because of return yards scoring. (Johnny)

Despite a pretty good rookie debut, Bijon ended up outside the top 10 RBs for scoring (but top 15) -Johnny

Taysom Hill play by Johnny did not net much (only .40 points) but as bad as this was, another matchup had a worst TE scoring letdown.

Gano scored negative points which almost closed the gap enough for Oliver to close in. Thankfully Lamb did enough to offset.

The matchup ended on Sunday night as both Johnny and Oliver had no MNF players.

Watson did decent but barely. Olivers play of Cousins outscored in that category. Not only that, his bench QB (Russell) also outscored Watson smh. Good thing Johhny DIDN'T play Danny Dimes...he scored a measly 8 points in his season debut clobbering of Giants VS Cowboys on SNF. It was so bad, Johnnys bench RB Cam Akers even outscored him *shame*

In a curious move, Oliver benched Hopkins. He ended up scoring 2 more points than Godwin in his slot but he STILL would have lost by 1 point. With Andrews out, Oliver played kmet. No matter who he played, it would have been an excruciating close loss.

Jacobs in the Flex, Barkley in RB slot, & Godwin in the WR spot all scored just 8 points for Oliver. In this case, 8 ain't great.

Both Owners were winners in the CORE 4 last year. Oliver won in ILL-FL 🏆 while Johnny won in this very cash league 💸

Jermaine 💵 Demetri

Jermaine had both Ekeler AND Breece‼️This resulted in the Yahoo Cash League Commish to have 2 of the top 5 RB scorers of week 1 on his team 👀 (Ekeler 2nd & Breece 4th top RB scoring placement)

Combined, Breece & Ekeler scored about 68 points total just in Jermaines RB starting slots.

In an ironic twist, Diggs was the 7th highest scorer in fantasy points behind a WR (returner Gibson of the Jets) who's top score propelled the Jets in a overtime win despite Rodgers being out - for the year. The twist....Garrett was not even in the top 20 in fantasy scoring with A-Rod out of the game. That in itself may have cost Demetri the win. If only he had the hindsight to pick up a 5th string WR (I kid 😆)

Demetri had the lowest scoring squad of week 1

Among the many week 1 wonkyness, Patrick Mahomes finished below his projected points AND just outside the top 10 of QB scorers (11th). Rookie Richardson and Russell actually scored more. This didn't effect Jermaines winning outcome.

Per graph, the only lead Demetri had was the early Sunday games (for a brief time) until Jermaines team took off.

In summary, the Demetri loss could have been a win if not for the unfortunate Rodgers injury. Reaching and banking on the hype train, that costly tackle had ripple effects not only with the Jets - but the whole division and fantasy players as well.

Double jeopardy for Demetri... Dobbins also OUT FOR THE SEASON just exacerbated the doom n gloom of week 1 yuckiness.

Speaking of RBs, Demetri had Hunter Henry TE on his bench scoring 14. That's double Engrams output and almost the same amount of his 2 rbs combined (Dobbins 10/ Najee 4.9).

Demetri is currently in last place in week 1, but his brother (a new Comer to this league and thankful last minute replacement) has taken the exact opposite rank.

Taurean 💸 Laura

Lady Laura (as dubbed by T) barely wins against Taurean. We know this as you read in the recap pic below, her kicker Tyler Bass made it on her top player comparison smh. Then again, every position/every point counts. Kickers do put the 🦶 in 🏉 (Laura)

Taurean had the highest scoring player on either side of the contest. Trevor scored 34 pts which Laura's starting RBs and WRs had to combine to even match his sole score‼️So how da hell did she win⁉️ (Taurean)

Drake London had only one target all game. Are the falcons just that run heavy? Did the game dictate the offense? Are the Falcons hiding Desmond Ridder from the masses as a bust? Time will tell. But this left T with a big fat zero on his starting WR slot. This was just the beginning of the end. (Taurean)

Although Laura had to have both WRs combine totals for a double digit score, Taurean did have AJ Brown go past 10 (11.80 to be exact). Names like London, Cooper, Brown, and Deebo should not have scored this under projections. Could be just the slow start to the season. Typically the Defenses have the advantage early in the season while offense (new ones especially) take time to gel and sync thier timing.

Taurean had good performances from his RBs Pollard and Stevenson. Ironically it would be Pollards former teammate Zeek who would take some snaps (and thus potential points) from Ramandre, capping his output. What a twist. (Taurean)

Taureans Flex & TE had a combined score of 10 - the same as his kicker BUT the defense score couldn't match at a disappointing 9.5 points.

Laura's TE / Flex combo faired worst but she made up huge with the last minute save from her Jets defense (and special teams especially). The return yards or scores can play huge dividends. It was the deciding factor that propelled her to victory. (Laura)

At the end, it was huge outcomes like Trevor Lawrence that kept T in play but the big outcome at the end (Laura's Jets Def) that put the game away.

Delmar 💰 Omar

First and foremost, Delmar had Burrow who only threw for 82 yards total for the game. Needless to say, he was at a deficit from the start. I'm surprised he managed 10 points.

Making matter worst, Delmar had Higgins who scored a whopping 0 points 😔

To add salt to Delmars wounds, Swift scored him under a full point. At this juncture, Delmar, as the early afternoon games went on, Omar pulled away.

Even if Delmar played his higher scoring bench players (Zay Flowers & Goff), he still would have lost by a considerable margin.

What can we say about Omar's team? Tyreek Hill. He almost single handedly won the matchup for him 🤯

Even with Delmar playing all his highest scoring players...he would be about 25-35 points in deficit.

A cool note: Omar's Herbert AND Stafford (on his bench) scored 37 almost to the percentile.

Omar led the entire time in this matchup starting with AmonRa on TNF opener...he never looked back.

Delmar did have Aiyuk who went off. Normally his stat line (139 yards and 2 TDs) would be the top scoring WR. Was still good for 3rd behind Shaheed from the Saints (because of his 116 return yards... 👀 the reoccurring theme here?). Of course Tyreek was the top WR in fantasy and 2nd player overall behind his QB Tua.

Carla 🤑 Slick

Both Slick & Carla played top tier QBs in Hurts and Allen respectively. Both QBs produced but not to expectations/projected points. Regardless, each QB scored almost identical points (26).

Carla's Dionte ended up hurt resulting in only 6pts. Thankfully for her, Slicks WRs both had 6pts themselves. He other play of Jefferson more than made up the difference.

Even when you take into account the Flex plays by each, Sutton (while serviceable) was behind the rookie Addison in points. The 1st yr Addison ended up with a TD making Carla's lead that much more significant.

Yes folks you read that correctly, Carla has both Addison and Jefferson.

Let's also include Hockenson to boot, Carla's Viking stack strategy might be the hidden strategy to success. *Play the skol horn*

For Slick, Chase came up short big time but the RB sensation Bijan seems to be a great pick up. Sporting 2 rookies, Gibbs scored only half of his counterpart Bijan in his debut.

Rickys team simply underwhelmed mostly from a group perspective.

Slick too was dealt with the dreaded goose egg from Goedert which added onto his troubles.

Slick failed to even cross the 3 digit (100) mark for his total team score.

Weird note: Sam Howell (rookie for Commanders) on Ricky's bench ended up scoring more fantasy points than Allen & Hurts.

Carla had this won with Travis E who amassed over 100 scrimmage yards netting her a nice 20 point box score.

Papakess 🪙 New Guy

We finally got to meet PapaKess at the draft over Slick & Julia's crib. Definitely a tough opponent.

Jermaine secured a final 12th place player. That player is none other than Demetrius brother. Anthony is already is already making his mark.

While Anthony is in first place already, his brother a longstanding competitor Demetri is in last place. Oh the irony 😱

This specific matchup was the biggest beat down of week 1.

Papakess lost despite having the top fantasy scorer of any position. Tua had nearly 62 points. Tua alone made up nearly 45% of Shawn's total roster points.

Papakess RBs both gained decent points scoring over 40 points combined between Chubb & Henry. Unfortunately, the WRs had the other side of the spectrum with only 5 points combined 😕 (Lockett & Cooks)

Anthony's RBs outpaced Shawn's because.... CMC AND Aaron Jones sheesh‼️This combo alone scored 79 points.

Anthony's WRs both came thru huge as Olave and Devonte. In fact, his whole squad did. Aside the kicker, his whole team scored double digit plus. Kittle was the lone exception.

Anthony's Dallas Defense shutting out the Gmen net his team 55 points alone. With the top scoring defense of week 1 vs the top scoring QB/fantasy player overall, this is an unexpected outcome.

That the end of the recaps. Enjoy the games and good luck to all in week 2 ✌️

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