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#its the being uncontrollably wanted❤
yamikawas · 2 years
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hiiiiiii darling!!! my pretty little darling!!!!! don't mind me staring from outside the window, just keep doing your cute little tobi things. i'll need some good photos to add to the collection, okay dear? love you mwah!!!!!!
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA ITS OK YOOMIE DARLING U CAN STARE AS MUCH AS U WANT IN FACT I WOULD LOVE IT IF U JUST KEPT UR EYES ON ONLY ME FOREVER<<3<3<33<3<3<333<33<333<3<3<33<3<3<&3<3<33<4<3<3<3<<3<3<3<3I LOVE U SO MUCH PLEASE KEEP LOVING ME FOREVER I LOVE U I LOVE U I LOVE U I LOVE U I LOVE U I LOVE U I LOVE U I LOVE U I LOVE U I LOVE U I LOVE U I LOVE U I LOVE U I LOVE U I LOVE U I LOVE U I LOVE U I LOVE U I LOVE U I LOVE U I LOVE U I LOVE U I LOVE U I LOVE U I LOVE U I LOVE U I LOVE U I LOVE U I LOVE U I LOVE U I LOVE U I LOVE U I LOVE U I LOVE U I LOVE U
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#IM GONNA GO CTAZY#NO WAIT IM ALREADY CRAZY.IM GOING CRAZIER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#IM SO HAPPYY I LOVE HER SO MUCH OH MY GOD YOOMIE YOOMIE YOOMIE<3<3<3#HHHHEHEHEEEE PRETTY LITTLE DARLING...................IM HER PRETTY LITTLE DARLING.................................EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE#HOW MANY PEOPLE DO I HAVE TO KILL IN ORDER FOR HER TO CALL ME HER PRETTY LITTLE DARLING AT LEAST ONCE A DAY#MY GOD.YOOMTAH I LOVE YOU💞🌼💞💫❤🌈⚡🌩💖🌈💋💕👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩💙💜✨💘💓💚💝💜💌💛💗✨💞💚🌈❣💝🌻💋💝⚠️❤💖💘💓💕💖💕⚠️🧡💌💟🌩⚡💫💕💟💛#YKNOW U DONT HAVE TO LIMIT UR COLLECTION TO JUST PHOTOS<3U CAN HAVE SOME OF MY CLOTHES IF U WANT<3<3OR CUT SOME OF MY HAIR TO KEEP<3<3<3#HELL WHY JUST LIMIT URSELF TO OBJECTS<3<3<3<3KIDNAP ME AND KEEP ME LOCKED UP FOREVER SO U CAN HAVE ALL OF ME ALL TO URSELF<3<3<3<3<3#SORRY IM LITERALLY.LOSING MY ENTIRE MIND I LOVE YOOMTAH I LOVE YOOMTAH I LOVE YOOMTAH I LOVE YOOMTAH I LOVE YOOMTAH I LOVE YOOMTAH#I HOPE SHE GETS A LOT OF PHOTOS OF ME ROLLING AROUND AND SQUEEZING MY STUFFED BUNNY AND SMILING UNCONTROLLABLY BC I LOVE HER SO MUCH<3<3<3#IM SO INSANE FOR HER LITERALLY.SHES EVERYTHING TO ME NOTHING MAKES ME FEEL HAPPY AND ALIVE THE WAY SHE DOES#MY BRAIN FEELS LIKE.STRAWBERRY MILKSHAKE WITH WHIPPED CREAM TOPPED WITH STRAWBERRY POP ROCKS AND A CHERRY AND A HEART SHAPED STRAW#AND ITS LIKE OVERFLOWING BC OF ALL THE LOVE BEING POURED INTO IT#I JUST SO.LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE#LOVE FOR YOOMTAH AND ONLY YOOMTAH#SHE OWNS MY HEART AND MY MIND SHE OWNS ME IN GENERAL I AM HERS I BELONG TO HER AND I WOULDNT HAVE IT ANY OTHER WAY<3<3<3<3333<3<3<3<3<<3<<3#SHE IS EVERYTHING EVERYTHING EVERYTHING
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5tarx · 1 year
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JUST A BIT TOO SCANDALOUS
(IZUKU X READER)
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Summary: You find a revealing outfit online that has been talked down by many, but decide to get your boyfriend’s opinion on it.
CW: SMUT, pet names, reader has female anatomy, oral (male receiving), riding, experienced reader, POC friendly, prohero!Izuku
Word Count: 1.6k
Credit: 5tarx
With your boyfriend being the number one pro-hero, the home that the two of you shared was once again vacant with the echoes of the rain thudding against the window and the air conditioning being the only sounds. Times like these were mostly spent online, browsing the internet, and waiting for the man of honor to arrive. Turning on your side, your head resting on the comfort of the pillows, your substitute for Izuku when he wasn’t home. Your phone rests beside your body as you wait for anything from Izuku, a call, a text, just anything.
You practically jumped when your phone let off a ping, signalizing a notification on your phone. You desperately switched it on, hoping it was a message from your prohero and smiled uncontrollably when it was. 
[Izuku: hey baby, srry im late again. I know you must be tired of this and I promise to make it up to you when im finally off, love you ❤]
[You: love you too hon ❤, its fine i just miss you like crazy. wish you were here rn]
[Izuku: i know, i miss you too. wish i could stay home and cuddle with you everyday 💔]
[You: same tbh 💔]
You sighed dreamily as you and Izuku continued exchanging messages with one another. You’re just happy you got to talk to him, knowing after a day’s work, all he would want to do is sleep. After a while of joking around with each other and sharing how both of your days went, his break was over and he had to return to his duties as a hero. You were disappointed to say the least, but didn’t inform him of this and just said your goodbyes.
Bored and not knowing what to do, you hoped your friend, social media, would entertain you. Going through your frequent apps, you stumbled across a debate about a certain outfit on display. Some of the replies praised the outfit while most other people shamed the outfit for being “too showy” and “too slutty”. You decided to take that chance and purchase it yourself, just to have a personal opinion on it.
After a couple of days, it finally arrived, thankfully while Izuku wasn’t home. You were able to hide in until it was finally time for his off-day in which he’d be home in a couple of minutes. You took it out of its box to view it of its entirety. The dress was incredibly short and barely covered you up. 
There was a lace pattern on the sides that revealed your undergarments and a dip at your chest that exposed your cleavage. The back of the dress was out and the lace bra you decided to wear wasn't helping. It was very showy. It was very slutty.
It was very much perfect.
Before you could even put yourself together all the way, the front door slammed open and heavy footsteps trailed across the floor. It was obvious that today was a rough day for Izuku as he'd normally happily greet you as soon as he walked in. You quickly put away all the boxes and threw away the tags before pursuing into the living room where he laid. Heels echoing against the wooden planked floor as you moved towards his figure.
“Hey Zuku, had a bad day?”
“It wasn’t the best,” sighed Izuku, his head propped up on his hand but he didn’t look up from his current position. You reach over the couch to gently comb your fingers through his green locks, and he leans into your touch. Your hands retreat from his hair and instead trail down to his freckled cheek, rubbing your thumb along slowly. He turned his head into the palm of your hand and inaudibly gasped as he finally saw what you had worn.
You giggle softly as you walk around to the front of the couch to give him a better view. 
“So… what do you think?” You couldn’t help the chuckle that left you once you saw your boyfriend’s shocked face. His posture was quickly straightened with his mouth agape and eyes wide in shock. 
“I-I uh… w..well um.. you look… stunning, beautiful, radiant even! Too many good words to describe you, baby.”
“Wanna touch it?” 
Izuku slowly nods and reaches his scarred hands onto your hips, dragging the pads of his fingers along the lace pattern and gently feeling you up. You cup the hands on your hips and hop into his lap. Izuku sucks in a sharp breath as you sit atop his crotch, slightly fidgeting to get comfortable. Once you finally stopped moving, you could feel something prodding at your ass.
You cheekily smirked down at Izuku’s crotch where the tent in his pants slightly twitched beneath you. 
“Mind if I touch you?”
“Not at all!”
You giggled again at his eagerness and took a hand from his clothed chest down to his clothed, aching dick. He watched you closely, as a hawk would watch its prey, studying your every move. Your hand covered his bulge and you slightly palmed his hard-on. Izuku’s body tensed as a groan rippled from his throat at the slight simulation.
“You’re real sensitive Zuku. I wonder…” You decided to act on your curiosity and pressed down on his bulge instead, causing a loud moan to erupt from him.
“F-fuck angel… a-ahh…”
You continued to do this for a while, stealing moans and swears from the greenette. After it was too much for him though, he grabbed ahold of your wrists and slammed his lips onto yours. Mouths repeatedly morphing together and tongues sliding against each other's as you two sloppily kissed, if you could even call it that. You both soon parted away from each other, panting heavily.
"Haah, hah, s-shit Izuku!" 
All he did was slightly tilt his head, as if completely oblivious. 
“Yeaaah?”
When you narrowed your eyes at him, a lopsided grin appeared on his face instead. That for some reason made you wetter than you already were. You really wanted to wipe that smirk off his face and watch him crumble. So, you removed yourself from his lap and drop to your knees in front of him. 
His confusion soon turned into a red spread of blush across his face, he knew what you were planning. Your hands reach towards the zipper of his pants, but stop to look up at Izuku. He nods once again and places a reassuring hand on your head. You continue to unzip his pants, licking your lips as you did.
Once done, you quickly grabbed his boxers and pulled them down to reveal his thick cock. He shyly averted his eyes, blush becoming more prominent, as if this is the first time you’d ever seen him vulnerable before. You rubbed a thumb over his tip, making him bite his lip to suppress his moan. You gather the precum that leaked out and down his cock to use as lube to slowly jerk off his shaft. 
Izuku bit down harder as he stroked your head softly. You gradually pick up your pace, causing him to throw his head back, eyes closed tight and moans slipping out. 
“M-mhm…  a-aha, damn.. a-ah.., baby. ” 
He had a fist gripped harshly to the side, contrasting to the other hand gently petting your head. You decided to go one step further and lick his tip while you jerked the rest. His moans and groans did in fact get louder once you did. Taking that into mind, you took half of his dick into your mouth, the other half still being stroked.
"H-aah- fuck baby… gon-na.. ugh.. cum"
"Well, save that for when you're inside me," you said coyly before letting go of his cock and taking it out of your mouth.
"W-wha…?"
"If you wanna cum, do it inside me," you repeated, though you doubt he even heard you as he was more focused on his stolen orgasm. You sigh, reaching under the dress and hooking your fingers on your underwear, slowly pulling it down. Izuku, too focused on his aching dick, jumped when you sat on his lap again, but this time your pussy aligned with the dick. You hold your dress up as you slowly lower yourself onto his cock.
Again, that shivering feeling crept up his spine once he got even just the tip inside. He watches you take more and more of him into you over time before bottoming out once you have him fully in. A groan left his throat at the snug feeling of your aching walls around him. His hands settled on your hips, squeezing every time you pulsed.
Your hands found their way on his shoulders as you used them for leverage to lift off his cock and slam back down. You and Izuku moan in unison at the feeling, pleasure coursing through the two of you. You continue riding your boyfriend's hardened dick, sparking noises from you both. Izuku's grip on your hips tightened and your arms moved to wrap around his neck, fingers playing with hair at the nape of his neck.
Izuku put his face into your cleavage, then proceeded to lick a long strip up. You gasp in shock and wrap your arms around his head to keep him there. Shaking in pleasure, you feel yourself getting close to your climax and your hands tighten in his hair. 
“I-Izu, m’m… a-ah.. gon-na…-” 
“M-me shuu…”
And so you two did. You felt his hot cum fill up your core as you came around his cock. Both of you sat there for a moment, heavily breathing. You then look down, remembering that Izuku was still on your chest.
"You gonna get up?" He snuggled closer into your chest.
"Remember when I said I'd make up for always coming home late?"
"Yeah…?"
"I'm not done yet."
(srry that the ending was rushed-)
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pixelmensupremacy · 1 year
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Please... please........leon hurt/comfort.... *begging on my knees*
(In case you're not taking requests or you just don't want to write it - please ignore this!!! Thank you for giving us so many lovely fics! You're amazing and talented!!! ❤❤❤)
𝐴/𝑁: 𝑆𝑖𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑠𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑠𝑜 𝑛𝑖𝑐𝑒𝑙𝑦… 𝐽𝑘 𝑗𝑘. 𝐼𝑡'𝑠 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑠 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑠𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑚𝑜𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑚𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑠𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑘 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑠𝑜 𝑚𝑢𝑐ℎ, 𝑛𝑜𝑛𝑦! 𝐼𝑡'𝑠 𝑠𝑎𝑑 𝑏𝑖𝑡𝑐ℎ ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑠 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑠𝑒ℎ𝑜𝑙𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝐼 𝑎𝑚 ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑒𝑟𝑣𝑒 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑠𝑡.
𝑊𝑜𝑟𝑑 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑡: 0.7𝑘
𝘚𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘺: 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵.
𝑊𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠: 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑜𝑓 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑, 𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑠𝑡, ℎ𝑢𝑟𝑡/ 𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑙𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑛𝑜 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑡, 𝐺𝑁!𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟, 𝑛𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑟𝑜𝑟𝑠
Hopelessness was all that Leon could feel; so much so to the point where the intensity of the feeling numbed all of his senses. His ears drowned in the deafening silence, surrounding him; the air seemed to thicken and Leon couldn’t help, but sob. He had lost all he’s got- his partner.
Lifeless, they lied in his arms; their features were calm as if they were simply in a state of peaceful slumber though that was just an illusion, he blindly wanted to believe in. Coldness had spread through their whole body, whilst their limbs were stiff. Leon couldn't believe it. Yet the blood on his hands grounded him into reality- they were dying and all he could do is sit and watch it happen. He felt powerless to keep the one promise he made- to keep (Y/N) safe. But now that he failed, he felt worthless and weak.
Hurricane of emotions raged in his heart all of it manifesting into the wave of tears that rolled down his dirtied cheeks. The built-up pressure finally took its toll on him as he finally snapped.
"No!" He shouted, unwillingly waking up his partner. Concerned, (Y/N) shot up in bed and immediately looked at Leon. He was trembling, his pale skin glistered under the melancholic moonlight strands that managed to make their way through the blinds. Incoherent sounds and words came from his mouth.
Gently, they shook his shoulder, whilst softly calling his name. He woke up with a gasp, a watery curtain of tears hid the icy irises of his tired eyes. Fear was written in his features.
"(Y/N)." Leon uttered as he embraced them, tightly wrapping his arms around their body as if he feared losing them.
"It's okay, it was just a nightmare." (Y/N) reassured, their fingers massaged through his scalp all the while their other hand drew circles on his back.
"I'm right here." Uncontrollably, he sobbed, his fingers clung to the soft fabric of their pajamas. Resting their chin atop his head, they held him and gently and rocked him in a back-and-forth motion until he eventually calmed down by his only remedy for night terrors- the sound of (Y/N)'s heart beating against his ear.
"It's getting worse every night." He managed to say through hiccups and sniffs.
"I hate to see you like this." He knew the meaning behind these words, it was a thought that often crossed his mind. Though he found it unimaginable to leave behind a lifestyle he grew so familiar with after all he’s been through. It was akin to an unhealthy habit he’s gotten so addicted to, despite it taking away from him most of life’s necessities one of which being peaceful nights sleep.
But (Y/N) couldn’t bare it. The agonizing anticipation mixed with fear of whether or not their partner will make through yet another life-threatening situation, as well as the lonely sleepless nights, filled with nothing but coldness, was too much for them to cope with. Yet what tore their heart was the pain Leon tried to mask behind a cool façade, in fear of burdening or even pushing away his lover- the very same lover he met on the fateful 28th of September years ago. It hurt them to see him silently going through it all by himself, bottling his emotions until they came back crashing him down.
“Wanna talk about it?” (Y/N) asked ever so softly, afraid not to distress him any further.
“I… I failed to save you…”
“Oh, Leon..” They sighed, cupping his face in order to fully have his attention. Under the moonlight (Y/N) could see how red his eyes had gotten ad how puffy his lids were. “I am well, I‘m here with you and I’m not going anywhere. You don’t think you could get rid of me that easily now, do you?” Leon giggled; a tiny smile curled the corners of his lips.
“We can’t afford to do this anymore.” They said, their voice now had a serious tone to it; they fought the urge to sob as hot tears rolled down their cheeks.
“I know, sweetheart.” He nuzzled in their neck, inhaling their scent; soon, he felt his eyelids weighed down until he was sound asleep on (Y/N)’s chest. Yet they were far from falling asleep; hundreds of thoughts raced through their mind- ones about the past and mainly ones about the future. But they weren’t of importance, for they instead wanted to relish the short peaceful moment with their partner as if it were their last. Because with Leon the future always remained a mystery.
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Howdy! Today marks my first anniversary on testosterone ! One whole year I've been slathering boy juice on my shoulders and stomach and thighs sometimes. Where ever is most convenient at the time. It doesn't matter much.
I really can't believe it has been a whole year. I made the decision over the course of 2022 and got my first appointment at Planned Parenthood on the 3rd of January 2023. And then my first dose was the next morning!
I got started on gel application right away but it was a low dose. During my last appointment in November I was prescribed a higher dose (one more full pump each morning) after talking with my new doctor about still having period symptoms 11 months in. Every trans person is different but it was still bothering me. She instantly allowed me to up my prescription and over December I haven't had a period at all !!! Huzzah !!!!!
One thing to note is the aggression is real. I get mad easily but its not a bad thing sometimes. I feel like its easier to stand up for myself with strangers or jerks that come into my job. I feel like I can speak my truth 😌 I am self aware and keep my cool but its hard to always do that. I'm happy I am good at stepping back and allowing myself to feel anger but not being too irrational and letting things blow up. But sometimes the anger mixes with my anxiety and that has caused some panic attacks. When it feels uncontrollable. But I'm human so that's allowed.
I have a good support system and am trying to help my mom understand who I am as a nonbinary person. I want other trans people to feel the same way. The small amount of friends i have understand me and thats what everyone deserves. If you're trans and reading this theres hope on some other end of whatever you're dealing with!
I'm still growing. I need to be able to live freely in my body. And so do you! We deserve happiness and calm. If you're trying to persist im proud of you! ❤❤❤❤
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hereliesbitches--me · 9 months
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:V: A New Hope:
:V: A New Hope (Star Wars):
Hey there, and thank you for checking out my verses! 
My Star Wars verse is primarily an independent story that's obviously influenced by the events within the canon universe. My characters are primarily alien; thus they are able to be adapted both into the prequel movies as well as the modern Rey saga movies. I primarily set the story within the Skywalker storyline but am more than happy to adapt it over. Here, you'll find the general info about each character, the antagonist, and the major story plot points which we can integrate for interactions. Enjoy the read! ❤
▪︎ The Prequels:  The Skywalker saga 
( Taking place from the clone wars all the way to the fall of the Empire) 
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♡ The Jedi that never was: Rosie Valentine 
Personality:
Once kind and painfully optimistic, Rosie is still young and has grown paranoid and jaded because of the stress of being alone as a young mother. She is distrusting and overprotective of her lone cub, a haggler that will use her influence in the force to persuade others in getting what she needs. Once her walls come down and she begins to trust you, it can be seen that she really is just a tired and scared girl. She’s grieving the father of her child who promised her safety and trying to navigate the world that wants to hunt her down. Her family among the jedi have been killed, her homeworld of Atrolize has been overtaken and used for its resources and its civilians taken hostage as slaves or breeding cattle for their versatile genetics and the abilities that come with it.. Her father, the senator, was assassinated like many others who wanted a movement for peace in order to end the war. She suffers in a void of loneliness and grief she doesn’t know how to handle while burdened with the responsibility of being a parent and teaching her cub how to survive. When relaxed, she can be affectionate and snarky like any feline, and incredibly protective of her allies. Spite her or wrong her in any way however, can result in her blatantly resorting to eating you or completely crippling you. At this point she is not averse to killing for the sake of self preservation.
She is a jedi no longer – really, she never was.
Abilities:
 Duel Saber wielding 
Style: Ataru, Shien/Djem so, and Jar’kaiSlowed aging
Force healing /Draining (Able to heal others or herself, usually in extreme cases by stealing the lifeforce of another if she lacks the energy herself)
Animal Bond
Force push/Pull (Rosie is able to take on much larger weight using the force than she would by her raw physical strength alone. Under enough stress, she would be able to hold down an escaping ship for a period of time or hold up the weight of crumbling infrastructure on top of her just long enough for people to escape)
Force Scream (an involuntary attack when she has become enraged and overwhelmed, it normally comes in the shape of an outburst of grief or panic while trying to protect someone else. The use of it can burn her out as its not measured in the power she puts behind it)
Kinetite (Force lighting, instead of uncontrolled streams of lighting , it is concentrated into a solid ball of energy which can be thrown, then expels the energy upon impact with a surface. Can be deflected back with the use of defensive force abilities)
Lesser Force Destruction (a weaker variation under the same concept, Rosie is able to concentrate a mass amount of energy within herself and then expell it in an anergized wave strong enough to send people flying, but it cannot burn anyone the way a true sith could)
History:
Rosie is of a race of anthropomorphic animal beings known as Atrolians.  Born in 46 BBY, Her father was a senator that represented her people, this was her initial meeting with the jedi order. Vassago, an ancient jedi master  in league with Yoda (hailing from a naturally force inclined race known as seraphim),  is good friends with Senator Roland, and sees the force potential early within his young daughter. Because of the growing unrest behind the scenes of politics and world affairs, coupled with the fear of what his emotional daughter could do with her untrained abilities, Roland deems his 8 year old daughter would be  safer in the hands of the jedi and his oldest friend. Rosie is then recruited into training as a youngling, to eventually become a padawan under vassago – despite the council’s concerns regarding Rosie's unnaturally strong pull between the light and dark with her emotional ties.
As a padawan, Rosie specialized in duel wielding sabers which could be connected at the hilt to form a double ended saber. Her fighting form specialized in utilizing her inherent animalistic abilities of her species, thus she is most efficient in Ataru, Shien/Djem So, and Jar’kai with her duel sabers. Being a big cat creature possessing strong legs and a prehensile tail, Rosie equally utilizes her natural physical attributes in battle against enemies as well. Her tail allows her to wrangle the limbs of her opponent to throw them off balance, while her thick claws on her feet and hands could easily tear through skin and leathery armor with ease. Being a feline makes her incredibly agile, which makes her throw her weight around and bounce off surfaces to confuse her enemies.
Despite her efficiency in close combat, her control on the force was not up to par. She was easily overwhelmed by heavy negative emotions when she became frustrated or distraught, which could often trigger a suffocating outburst that hurt allies and foes alike. Accidents led to a fear of using the force, to which vassago gently coaxed and encouraged her to let emotions flow. Unfortunately, the state of the galaxy escalating into the clone wars did little to help her case. Because of her instability, despite her age, Rosie remained a padawan under Vassago well into the clone wars. Her eventual salvation by chance came in the shape of the enemy, a bounty hunting mandalorian they crossed paths with while providing aid on a planet holding back pirates and droids. Rocky, the mandalorian, sought after the young padawan he felt an impulsive attachment to in an attempt to befriend her. Going so far as to remove his helmet and meet her in secret. Rocky, a seraphim like her master, promised her safety and encouraged her to escape this war that was not her own to fight.  She was too young to be burdened with the responsibility of a peace keeper for a galaxy that doesn’t seem to want peace. She deserved better. The mando’s promises struck her in the place of longing, and she agreed to go with him. With the support of her master, she abandoned the jedi order to escape with the Mandalorian and his brother in arms… Which saved her when Order 66 was executed only weeks later.
Grief stricken by the crippling sensation of death and pain that overtook her, it traumatized her, however there was no way of returning home.
Traveling with Rocky, Guts, and their third brother Erron, Rocky taught her the essential survival skills in utilizing her force abilities, being able to scrap and rebuild, and fight the street way if she wanted to survive. All was well for months until she wound of pregnant;
The breaking point of the brothers. Erron, feeling Rosie had imposed herself into their lives and his brothers in arms took her wellbeing as more sacred than their own, broke off without a word. Much to the grief of Rocky and Guts.
Months later, Mia is eventually born on the ship and cared for deeply between the three of them. Deeming it unsafe to lugg around an infant on mercenary missions, Rosie and Mia were left on a safe base established on a thick forest planet that would keep them well hidden from the empire even if they had come looking. Mia was 2 years old when her uncle Guts and Father went on a recon mission, but her father had not returned home. Without Rocky, Rosie had no choice but to strike out on her own, unwilling to burden Guts with the needs of herself and her daughter when she felt responsible for tearing the brothers apart to begin with. At the time, her master had been killed in order 66, but Vassago’s strong connection both to the force and his padawan allowed him to linger to her and continue her training in truly mastering the force from both the light and the dark side
Pets: 
Silus (an Anooba)
Kordath (A Massif)
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♡ The Cub: Mia Blagrove
Personality:
Happy-go-lucky, optimistic, mischievous, likes shiny things, loves being groomed and fitting into tight spaces she doesn't belong. She likes talking and hunting small animals. Not the biggest fan of training but she knows she has to if she wants to be strong like her mom.Abilities:Force Persuasion Animal Bonding Force Push/pull A crossbreed between a Seraphim and an Atrolian, Mia is predominantly feline while bearing the body feathers of the seraphim like her father. A combination of two highly force sensitive beings means Mia has a powerful predisposition to use the force – fortunately, unlike her mother, she is more inclined to positive happy emotions and uses her abilities for harmless antics. Mia, like the kitten she is,  often gets herself in trouble by going into places she is not supposed to. Including baggage and cargo bays or pulling off wall panels and crawling into the cozy space among wiring. Her need to make friends means she perfected her art of force persuasion to get what she wants or to at least make people stay and talk to her. She is a fearless little warrior in the making with a weakness for salty meat, sweets, or shiny things. She is naive and her mother often keeps her only a tail length away with their tails knotted together.
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♡ A Mando far from home:
Rocky Blagrove
Personality:
Sensible, patient, charismatic and a natural born leader. He’s fairly easy going and hides his emotional pain well under the guise of being laid back. Rocky is the understanding friend despite the cold streak he can turn into when on the job. He doesn't hesitate to kill, but he does have a moral standing about killing innocent civilians or children. He runs by the rule that if you raise your arm first it's a death sentence. His most notable quality is the smile gun : if you're upset, he shoots up a finger gun and compels you to smile. His own smile, if you saw his face, is infectious. Its a real shame he stopped taking off his helmet
Abilities:
Flight (wings)
Plasma resistance (his feathers and wings, at least in terms of his outer feathers, are resistant to the super heat of a plasma blast and have some durability against low caliber bullets. Beskar makes up for the weaknesses)
Air Manipulation (utilizing the force to manipulate the air around his wings provides extra propulsion needed to shoot through the air beyond simple takeoff and gliding)
Deadly marksman
Blade specialist
Adept close range combat
History:
Born 56 BBY, The prodigy child of his family clan, Rocky would meet his future brother in arms, Erron, after the boy was found and taken in with the other mandalorian children in training. Naturally talented with the force, he hails from a species of winged aliens known as Seraphim, who utilize the force to manipulate the air around their bodies and wings to make them superior fliers and fighters even in the air. By extension, they have an affinity for animals, but they excel most as warriors.
Trained since he was a child and expected to become the next clan head, Rocky's flaw was own dislike of the burden of responsibility– he played the part until he was 17, old enough to break off on his own with all he had learned from his guild. Taking with him an adoptee he's call his brother, Erron. Together the two of them made a name for themselves as Skeiron and Big mouth in the Galaxy as elite bounty hunters, with Guts (a mandalorian of a separate guild who has also broken off on his own) joined their brotherhood as the armorer and weapons master. All was well for the three men, up until Rocky took a fondness for a jedi padawan in the middle of the clone wars.
His action to take Rosie away from the battle and teach her among his brother causes a severe rift, primarily with Erron who envied the attention Rosie received from his brother and despised her for being a jedi, until Erron finally completely abandoned their little guild without a word upon Rosie's pregnancy announcement. Heartbroken, but responsible for paying a new life for his future child, Rocky keeps it together with the help of Guts. Rocky never believed in the by the book formality of traditional mandalorian traditions, especially in regards to showing his face or the requirement to force a child or partner into the life of a mando by extension of being with them. He holds true to the honor system of battle, but that is about the limit to what he follows
▪︎ His "Death"
3 years following the end of the clone wars and the rise of the empire, Rocky and Guts follow a bounty hunt that unknowingly leads them into a crossfire between imperial clones and a group of fallen jedi taking refuge among civilians that are caught in the crossfire. Rocky, with his ultimate undoing being his morally obligated heart, abandoned the bounty hunt to aid in the civilians evacuation and the hopeless jedi. The decision, without Guts to help him, fatally injured Rocky as the masses overwhelmed even a sharpshooter like himself, but provided a good enough distraction to allow the imperial targets to escape. Bleeding out, Rocky was saved only because of the Jedi who were able to heal his condition to a manageable state, however he required nurturing and augmentation provided by the civilians.
Unable to find his brother, only his blasted helmet and scraps of broken armor in a puddle of blood, Guts can only assume the worst fate for his brother and returns to give Rosie the bad news.
Rocky remains in the care of locals for nearly a year, unable to contact his brother or his family with his communicators damaged from the battle. He lost an eye, a leg, an arm and a few fingers that have all been replaced by beskar steel recycled from his previously damaged mandalorian armor. When he was finally strong enough to move on his own, Rocky returns to the safe base he and his brothers established for their family, only to find it raided and burned down. With no other evidence to point to life, Rocky relives the second devastating blow to his heart and completely hides in his armor to separate himself from the world. Unable to really live and unwilling to die, he takes to never removing his helmet or armor and joins the rebels against the empire to avenge the death of his family
Rocky specializes in training of new recruits, but primarily scouts out Intel and useful allies to recruit. He has lost any hope of finding his brothers in this endless galaxy, though he hopes to hear circulating rumors at the very least. He's melancholic but without seeing his voice, his charismatic confidence is infectious.
♡ The Lone Wolf Survivor:
Guts 
Personality:
Introverted, painfully loyal to a fault, self sacrificing , but a brutal mercenary when it comes to battle. Guts does what he must to get the job done but he has an inherent soft spot for women and children, especially those caught in the middle of the galactic mess. Guts usually keeps to himself, not usually one who starts the conversation but maintains it by only keeping up with vital information. For all his gruffness, Guts is very well capable of being compassionate and gentle despite what may be perceived as stoicism when hes hidden behind his helmet. Above all else he honors his brother's memory by taking care of his niece and Rosie. Nothing matters more to him than family
Abilities:
Weapons specialist
Armorer and Engineer
Sharpshooter, beskar sword wielder
Loth wolf shifting
Heightened sense of smell, hearing, taste, and eyesight
Superior strength to his build
History:
He was born within a prestigious mandalorian clan, one of the last bastions of loth wolf shifters long believed to have died off. His father is the clan head.
Like most children of mandalore, his childhood was one of harsh instruction and training from the moment he was capable of walking and wielding a weapon. As the only son of the Clan head and the future heir, he was treated with excessive cruelty from his father to assure his son would surpass all other children within his rank and older. To be the best warrior the clan had ever produced to take his father’s place.
Guts, then named Vessten, excelled beyond expectation with a talent for not only combat, but the engineering of weapons and armor as well. It was in his adolescence that his mother Diandra,the clan armorer born within the clan just as his father had been, refused to see her boy destroyed any further by  his father and escaped the clan with her son.
Guts, always loyal to his mother far more than his father, continued his training and honing his skills as taught to him by his mother. Excelling in the realm of bounty hunting, earning the title of Black hound, he would eventually go off on his own and form his own small guild with his future brother in arms, Rocky(Skeiron) and Erron(Big Mouth).
Guts had served in the same role as his mother before him, as the group's armor and weapons specialist on top of serving as a heavy artillery warrior. Interpersonally, Guts was a constant voice of reason and logic in comparison to Rocky’s laid back nature and Erron’s impulsive arrogance. He is haunted by a level of guilt for his inability to pick a side when tension formed upon Rosie’s addition to the group. When Erron left, He did attempt to find him for a short while, until he decided Rocky and Rosie needed him more. When Erron was ready to show himself, he would do so
Upon Rocky's death, Guts vowed an oath of protection to Rosie and her cub in honor of his brother, with an underlying love he secretly held for a woman he could never have. Guts regularly travels the cosmos on bounty detail and returns to bring a wage back for Rosie and Mia, wherever they may be hiding at the time.
Guts deals with heavily bottled emotions and guilt ; He struggles heavily in showing emotions and using the right words to show support and comfort. Oftentimes he is more of a man of action to show his care, which gives way for him to meet many people in his travels
The Antagonist: 
♡ The Tyrant Warrior: Balrog
The father of Guts and the leather of the loth wolf guild, Balrog is a scourge to some and a messiah to all those his guild has recruited and empowered from the poverty left behind by war. The guild has grown in number and power that proves to be a nuisance for even the empire and the first order, well known for their cruelty to their enemies and the iron fisted hold they have on shipping lanes and planetary trading posts. Nobody passes through territory without payment in goods or useful information – all those who don’t comply are typically met with a grizzly fate of fire, dismemberment, cannibalization,  and heads showcased on pikes to mark off territory points.
Temperament wise, Balrog is cool and collected, proud and confident in his skill that very little phases him. His inner circle is composed solely of loth wolf shifters to preserve their heritage, but all other clan members are treated with the same kind of brother and sister in arms love. Among his clan, Balrog takes no excuses, but he is compassionate and kind to his kinsmen. He sees to it that his people are taken care of across the galaxy, and offers a hand to those suffering to empower themselves by joining his league (if he sees potential strength that could be utilized by the clan).
Outside of the clan, Balrog is a bloodthirsty creature of malice to anyone deemed an enemy. He does not take shit from any group, and is quick to make exampled of them for all others to not make the same mistake. With Loth wolf’s inherent skill and connection to the force, it makes him an exceptionally formidable enemy with the combination of combat skill , lethal weaponry, and dark force abilities to aid him.
The betrayal of his late wife and son prove to be a sore point from him ; He is still determined to find the traitors and reprimand them – but most importantly, to keep them where they belong.
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♡ The Wolf in sheep's clothing: John Shaw 
A shady lothwolf shifter that had no place in the clan, John (preferring to go by “Shaw”) simply goes with the winning side that offers him the best deals in terms of lifestyle and payment. He has no loyalty, but his sociopathic specialty of masking makes him surprisingly charismatic and ideal for negotiation and spy work. This charismatic nature hides his underlying sadistic pleasure in the suffering of others and his narcissism.
On the surface, John goes where the money goes and he likes the little pleasures he can gain from the galaxy’s suffering. You usually find him in the slimy city underbellies from planet to planet, gambling and swindeling crooks out of their wealth and drowning in the warmth of a sex worker.. Or whatever poor thing he can rob, rip, and dip. Having force abilities does help a lot in the persuasion aspect..
After all, who’s gonna fuck with a giant dog man?
♡ The Imperial Daughter:
Pandora 
A Child born within the empire’s rule, she is the product of an admiral’s lust with an atrolain slave that was later harvested and indoctrinated into the empire, as is often the fate of many like herself. An incredibly intelligent tactician with a skill for language, combat, and negotiation, Pandora rose through the ranks quickly from her growing youth. With a controlled, nearly emotionless deposition, it made her a favorable cadet among the high ranking officers for a woman who would not argue, yet one who shined in times of urgency and combat.
Currently serving as a vice admirable on board a ship primarily staffed by many of  her halfblood brethren,  her ultimate goal is to take a shot at the rebllion and mandalorian brigade that proves to be a thorn in the empire’s side.  Show the empire just what atrolians can be beyond simple body guards or sex slaves.
Appearance wise, Pandora is an albino that stands at about 6’3, bearing subtle canine features in her large pointed ears, eyes, claws, teeth, and a thin layer of white fur that covers her body. She had a tail as a child that was hacked off in training , deemed as liability in combat. An event which she resents, and continues to be reminded of from  the tail nub that was left behind.
PLOT POINTS TO EXPLORE: 
Pre order-66 where Rosie is a padawan training with other younglings or taking part in the clone wars
Rosie is traveling the galaxy in a desperate attempt to avoid the inquisitor's tracking and the empire's tyranny with her adolescent/toddler  force-sensitive daughter.  For her species, Rosie is the equivalent of a late teen/early 20 year old mom learning to survive entirely on her own. She takes up mercenary/Bounty hunting work on the neutral planets she makes her temporary home on, which could lead to crossing paths with your muse either as the target, the client, or perhaps a rival hunter
Rosie herself is still a powerful force user, even if she was not promoted to the rank of  a Jedi. That being said: she is adept in lightsaber fighting forms, she knows how to find and make a lightsaber, the use of the force for both practical and impractical reasons, and she still possess  her former jedi master in the shape of a force ghost who continues to train her in using both aspects of the light and dark side of the force. With the Jedi order destroyed, despite her negative feelings for the order, padawan and surviving jedi were still family to her. She is capable of teaching another muse survival skills , fighting skills, or how to hone their connection to the force
Mia, her daughter, is fearless and will attempt to make friends with anyone because her mother keeps her hoarded up and suffocates her with worry and overprotectiveness. Downside is Mia tries to make friends usually by harassing someone with questions, or by taking something shiny and making them chase her for it. She is still a kitten at the end of the day and possess kitten mannerisms that do get her in trouble. Your muse could be a victim of her antics or have a secret friendship with her while her mother is often out trying to hunt. Maybe your muse is a neighbor or an ally that occasionally comes by to help Rosie get a break, or maybe you just really think this kitten is cute
Please teach Rosie it is okay to learn to be her own person. She is more than just a mother, there is more to life than just fighting and worrying about tomorrow.
Rosie strains in the heavy pull of the dark and light sides of the force as her emotions rule her abilities just as much as they fuel her. Her love for her daughter serves as her light, but when she is in danger or her limits are tested, Rosie is capable of great destruction and misuse of her abilities for selfish personal gains.
The current state of Rosie’s homeworld Atrolize has been degraded under the rule of the empire, their species subdued to slave labor and breeding cattle because of the species genetic compatibility with any humanoid species in the universe. Anyone who becomes handicap or fails to pay their debts becomes sold off as a slave – which can mean hard labor, the life of a concubine/prostitute , or an exotic pet to trade among the wealthy. When Rosie is seen in the streets on more criminally inclined planets, its not uncommon for someone to ask a price to buy her off or buy her time. Lets see how your muse feels about that
Rocky “died” after taking heavy hits from clones while trying to help civilians and jedi escape. He was on death’s door but was saved by the jedi, ultimately.  I wouldn’t mind a scenario of a muse being one of those that nursed him back to health. Be it a jedi, padawan, or a native civilian
After assuming his family was murdered by the empire, Rocky took fully embrace the Traditional mandalorian code he had long ago abandoned in his time of mourning. He never takes off his helmet, and has taken fully to aiding rebels in unraveling the empire one step at a time. Rocky often trains the newest rebels in close and ranged combat, leads recon missions or targets possible allies, and takes bounty jobs on the side to pay for the maintenance of his own weapons and armor.
Guts was a brother in arms to Rocky who bears the burden of feeling responsible for his brother’s death. In honor of his brother’s memory, he still returns to check on Rosie and Mia to bring supplies and credits to help them. Bearing an unrequited love for Rosie, he struggles with these emotions and the burden of his own bloodline as a lothwolf shifter. Given that his father Balrog is determined to bring him home, he desperately avoids his destiny by throwing himself in danger. A fellow mando companion or a friend in general to provide him someone to talk to about his struggles would be nice. Though, obviously, being seen with him is a dangerous game as your muse may become a target to force him back home to his clan.
Balrog is the clan leader of a mandalorian cult composed of his surviving lothwolf shifters, along with an amassed army of new mandalorians willing to follow him in their path of retribution for the deeds done against them by the Empire. Their loyalty to Balrog knows no bounds and the mandalorians prove to be a power that even torments the empire as they control trade routes, pilfer what they deem is a necessary tax to go through their territory, and  take over arms, armor, and drug smuggling in their region. Balrog considers himself the leader of a new world order of mandalorians now that the old ways are simply inefficient given their enemies. This in itself can be a major point for any kind of character targeted for trying to stand against them or for simply being in the way.
John is a self serving lone wolf that travels the galaxy taking the worst kind of moral work that gives him the best pay. For all intent and purpose, john is a selfish sociopath but at the very least he’s funny and may hassle your muse either as a target or coworker. Or maybe your muse targets him because of the high bounty on his head. Any which way, he’s an adventurer if you want a little corruption on your muse.
Following the fall of the empire and the gradual recovery of the universe, the rebellion is still needed against the first order… Mia, now a fully grown Atrolian, has taken the Jedi skills taught to her by her brother to run reconnaissance detail and the training of new recruits against this well known threat. Though she is only slightly younger than Luke and Leia, her species has put her in what is the equivalent age of a young adult.
▪︎ The Sequels:  The Rey Saga
( Taking place during the era of the first order, Onwards) 
♡ A Rebel at Heart: Mia Blagrove 
Following the fall of the empire and the gradual recovery of the universe, the rebellion is still needed against the first order… Mia, now a fully grown Atrolian, has taken the Jedi skills taught to her by her brother to run reconnaissance detail and the training of new recruits against this well known threat. Though she is only slightly younger than Luke and Leia, her species has put her in what is the equivalent age of a young adult.
♡ The Old Warcat: Rosie Valentine 
Unable to part with her daughter knowing Mia has taken to fighting a war way over her head, Rosie begrudgingly puts her exhaustion aside to make sure these brats don’t get themselves kid. Luke Skywalker sure as hell isn't the last Jedi and someone needs to teach these new generation brats some humility. Who better to do this that a war cat?
Plot Points:
Mia is a young woman at the time of the first order rising, similar to the age of her own mother when the clone wars took place. She has become a formidable opponent given her tall agile stature, her force abilities, her flying capabilities with her wings, and her unyielding nature when it comes to justice and doing what is right. As soon as she was old enough, Mia ran off and joined the resistance to face off against the rising threat of the first order. Here, she takes on stealth and recon missions in a similar fashion, She is fearless and inspires hope in others with her strong presence. Being who her mother is, Luke Skywalker is no longer the last jedi. Being part of the rebels leaves open a large window in which she can meet muses varying from first order agents, rebels, or even planet natives as she travels around the galaxy
Rosie suffers empty nest syndrome and goes against her better nature to follow her daughter into a war that has nothing to do with them. She has grown harsher, more tired since her master’s ghost deemed his teachings maximized and left Rosie to become the teacher of a new generation in a new world. While still only a young woman in terms of her species, the stress of being a mother and a warrior has given Rosie an older appearance. She aids in humanitarian work, as a healer for rebels, or as a heavy hitter sent in emergency situations. Where Mia can be found, her mother is usually not too far behind.
Depending on what happens in the prequel verse, there can be a point of involvement with Rocky which can lead to paths crossing between the family by chance. Any previous connection with any of the character can be a major emotional moment for how the muses deal with Rosie, Mia, or Rocky being whiplashed by the discovery that they’re all alive
Self explanatory but Mia would have issues in trying to unravel planetary corruption. Rosie has decided assassination is always a good option 
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horny-ex-catholic · 2 years
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Honestly homophobic that I don't have a girl's cum being fucked back into my pussy over and over
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