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growup-thatbeautiful · 3 years

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if you date Ahsoka you get the whole package…..

Jedi Gn!Reader x Ahsoka

Until I feel like not procrastinating on my current fics whoops. This is my first time writing about Ahsoka, bear with me while I figure it out more!

-She has. So many friends and people who are important to her. Therefore, you have a lot of people to impress.

-Obi-Wan was pretty easy. Tell him you drink tea, gift him some of your favorite kind of tea, actually talk to him about feelings and emotions. Boom, he’s on your side. (He really was on your side before that when he felt through the force how Ahsoka felt when she talked about you, let’s be honest.) I think he would aactually help you get to know Ahsoka more, encourage you to keep trying and guiding you through the process of dating her. He’s always there to comfort you if she gets hurt, a truly steady and calming presence throughout your relationship. He’s also super reassuring that no, this isn’t against the code. The code doesn’t say not to have relationships, just not to let those relationships betray your duty as a Jedi.

-Anakin is a hopeless romantic, let’s be honest. He doesn’t really care that much about you specifically, as long as his padawan is happy. So, while he’s thrilled at the idea of Ahsoka having someone, he doesn’t really doesn’t catalog you as anything special. That is, until he sees you doing something mundane for her. Maybe you pick her up caff just the way she likes it, remind her that to eat, stop her from picking at her nails. (C’mon guys, let’s stop pretending she’s not a nervous wreck. Nothing close to Obi’s anxiety, but it’s a Jedi’s job to constantly worry, right? Right, Anakin?)

-Rex is….a little skeptical. He’s only really known platonic and brotherly love (which, of course, there is nothing wrong with. Nothing at all. I know that sounded sarcastic, but it was not.) He knows about Anakin and Padame, he’s 95% sure Cody and Obi-Wan have a thing, but he also knows that Ani and Obi aren’t the same as Ahsoka. He really really just wants to protect his little sister, and this isn’t really something he can protect her from. Of course she doesn’t need it, she can handle in her own for the most part, but it’s just that deep rooted fear of loosing another sibling. He’s been a witness to heartbreak before, he’s seen his fair share of mourning brothers and Jedi. Poor man doesn’t think he could stand seeing the bright, optimistic, fearless Ahsoka like that.

-For Rex, I think you would win him over when he saw you protecting Ahsoka in battle. A simple call to watch out, a force blast to knock down some droids behind her back, putting yourself in front of harms way. (After he talks to you and tells you not to do that anymore because he can tell that Ahsoka needs you to be safe. He needs you to be safe.)

-The rest of the 501st is just generally accepting. She’s basically all of them’s sister, so they’re happy to see her happy. They also love having something to tease her about whenever you two do something as little as holding hands. Plus, they’ve all seen how you stay by her side, steadfast and strong, when things go wrong. Loyalty is big for them, so that was a big “We’re protecting these idiots from now on” moment.

-Padame has been on the receiving end of many of Anakin’s rants about how Ahsoka is growing up and falling in love, “Help me what do I do?” She’s always quick to remind him that he did the same thing and Obi-Wan learned how to handle it, he should too. She’s not super involved in your relationship, she has a lot to focus on, but she’s been open and welcoming to you since the beginning. She knows first hand how hard it can be to love someone like Anakin and Ahsoka, so she’s very willing to talk and support you. Definitely the person you go to when you need to rant about her recklessness, and she rants right back. Obi-Wan sometimes joins too, for sure. It becomes a tradition to meet in Padame’s rooms and rant about your reckless partners and padawans. Drinks are provided in loads, as well as the best food she can provide. Rex and Cody are invited too, and then it ends up being a huge thing. There used to be a list of people who couldn’t (weren’t allowed) to come, but after many complaints from Anakin, Ahsoka, Fives, Obi-Wan (depending on the week), and Hardcase, everyone is allowed and it’s just a fun stress reliever for generally maxed-stress people.

-Plo is just endlessly amused by the whole thing. Young love? Cute and has no consequences. He doesn’t really care if it’s gonna last or anything, but he does make sure that you two are being good for each other, reminding you to spend time with her and vice versa. He likes that Ahsoka is getting to experience falling in love, future fallouts be damned. That’s basically his approach to a lot of it. Until Ahsoka stops being happy, he’s perfectly fine to sit back and watch you two absolutely love-struck clueless morons burn the world down.

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growup-thatbeautiful · 3 years

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Clone Wars Character on TikTok

Anakin- Poor Anakin, man does not have a that many creative ideas, but his life and ideas are strange enough that he gets a lot of followers easily. He’s also almost constantly videoing things too, so he’s able to get real time. There are so so many videos showing the reactions that Obi-Wan has because of his dumbass plans.

Everyone, literally everyone, thought he was an f-boy until he made a post, super confused, saying that he has a wife?? That he loves so much? So, coincidentally, the next videos he posts are him and his wife, who doesn’t show her face but there’s a poll going on about who it is. Most people have figured it, though, because some of his videos are him just listening to Mrs. Skywalker rant about people in the Senate when she comes home to him.

He also tries to convince everyone that he’s the best husband in the world by videoing himself cooking her dinner, which he always burns. In those videos, Obi-Wan and Ahsoka, staples on Anakin’s account, are heard in the background giving him absolutely terrible advice on how to fix it. They usually end up with burnt pans and a whole bunch of frantic clips of Obi-Wan trying to turn off the oven, “My dear, your time is up.” And Anakin in the background “Force, that’s not going to kriffing work, Master. I’m coming in with the water gun.” (No one questions why there’s a water gun.) Ahsoka is just….chilling in the background. She’s just as clueless as the rest of them, but it’s funnier to watch them almost burn down Padame’s kitchen before she tries to step in and make things worse.

Ahsoka-Her feed is a more controlled chaos than Anakin’s, but chaos nonetheless. She does a lot of dance challenges with Fives, and is sometimes able to rope in Anakin, who tries really hard but is terrible at it, and Rex, who doesn’t actually dance and just stands there staring at the camera. There was one time she got Obi-Wan to do it with her, and he absolutely crushed it. All that grace has to help him somewhere else, right? Because she does dance videos, though, sometimes she get inappropriate comments or duets, which Rex, Obi-Wan, Plo, Fives, and Anakin all duet or make a video about explaining that she’s a minor and how unacceptable this is. Well, that’s what every but Rex does. Rex won’t let anyone, anyone, talk to his little sister like that, so he makes a super menacing video of him cleaning his guns.

Needless to say, she does a lot of videos with Rex. They do a lot of random videos of their conversations and pointless arguments. They also do so a lot of competitions with each other, rather it’s staring contests or sparring matches. Their sparring match videos are actually super popular, and they get more and more intense and complicated as they go on. There are never any weapons involved, but they get to show off combat skills and have huge fights across the ship or compound. Their usually filmed by a hysterical Anakin or Fives. Obi-Wan has made his disapproval clear, but there’s a video on Ahsoka’s account of him betting on the outcome.

Obi-Wan- Mostly on Cottagecore TikTok and posts aesthetic videos of him meditating, making fancy, pretty tea drinks, or any other mundane thing he does. He also posts self-defense videos to teach people how to protect themselves, and gives tips of how to use the force and how to help meditate. I think he posts once a week, but posts a bunch at one time because he’ll have one day of silence where he can get stuff for himself done. Basically, his account is to comfort people, to help people, in perfect Obi-Wan fashion.

He also posts encouraging videos to cheer people up when they need it. Cute messages like “Today’s going to be a good day” with that award winning Negotiator smile that get galaxy wide comments and duets. Sometimes the messages border on him illegally sharing decisions that the Senate’s made, like when he announced on his feed that a certain Planet should get ready to party because a certain vote had gone a certain way.

Sometimes, though, he posts videos of Ahsoka, Anakin, or Cody doing incredibly stupid things. It’s become a series, he shows the person do or say the stupidest things, and then he zooms in on someone else’s face. The most common duo is Anakin and Rex, but sometimes there’s Waxer and Cody, once or twice, Obi-Wan and Cody.

Rex- He doesn’t post a lot, and when he does he’s usually not really in them. People only know him specifically because he’s in so many of Ahsoka’s videos. His are mostly “the stuff I have to deal with videos” showing petty fights between some of the 501st or some animal that a soldier decided they wanted to sneak into the ship. That, of course, lead to a blowup on his account, so he started posting lots of content with his brothers. Ahsoka has the notion that he’s doing it to help the way people see Clones, but he does seem to enjoy it a lot.

He, like Obi-Wan, posts hand to hand combat training video to help people in the galaxy, put his training to more use. He makes sure to show how to hold your first in a punch, how to safely clean a blaster, how to take a punch. Some of his posts are to teach people about clones and mando’a traditions. But he’s not all serious. He likes making videos of him and his brothers when they go out to do things for fun or they go out to 79’s.

This one might be a bit far fetched, but I think he would also post videos of him and Ahsoka doing mundane things together, repainting their armour, making bracelets or some stuff on the floors of the bunks during hyperspace. It’s calmer than what Ahsoka posts, and purposely so.

Fives-Oh man. Fives’ account is a wreck. Half of the videos are him running away from something he’s done and the other half are him running into things that he shouldn’t about to be doing. Shakily filmed, someone (usually himself) screaming in the background, you can hear him panting and out of breath. A lot of the times Anakin is with him or chasing after him, and as you can almost always hear Rex cursing and yelling at them to stop, especially if they haven’t done the thing yet because that means they have a plan. When Fives has a plan it ends up being worse than when he makes it up on the spot.

He also posts videos of him giving people in the streets compliments, because he’s sweet like that. He usually gets pretty funny reactions most of the time, and the few times they’re bad reactions he simply flips the camera and grimaces, then, of course, starts laughing because he’s not going to let one person put him down.

He also has a series of him painting the Bi flag all over the ship and waiting to see people’s reactions. The cutest was that one time Ahsoka walked past and ran her fingers along it softly and smiling. Also notable was the time Obi-Wan caught him midway through and just pretended he didn’t see him. All of those are posted with the persons permission, of course.

Aayla and Bly- They share an account where they do ALL of the couple-y stuff. Any couples challenge that they’re asked to do, they do. It’s hard to do the challenges like “You could’ve been nicer to me today” because they’re both on it all the time and have definitely heard of it, but they make do with all kinds of others. Aayla and Bly are definitely one of those couples that adopts all the kids that follow their account, and they’re ready to fight anyone who says anything bad the Clones or the Jedi.

There’s also a large amount of videos that some of the 327th takes of them cuddling together, training together, polishing weapons together. Basically, their account is them being cute and the rest of the 327th either being incredibly supportive of them or gagging at all the PDA. They start a trend where they go up in front of random people around the ship and start making out to get the reaction. Some examples of the best reactions are franticly running outside of the room, slapping Bly across the back of the head, and wild cheering.

Cody: You’re kidding, right? He does not have time to do the TikTok, nor does he understand TikTok at all. He is in most of Obi-Wan’s videos, and he’s sometimes in Rex’s too. Most of the time he’s telling all of them not to do whatever they’re about to do, or he’s sitting on the floor and crying with Rex.

Anakin actually started making videos called “When you see your dad and your other dad be romantic.” Where it’s just him finding Obi-Wan and Cody doing cute things in random places, followed by Anakin or Ahsoka making faces at the camera.

Plo- Parent side of TikTok for sure. His account features so many, so many, videos of him doing fun things with the 104th. He may seem like an extremely serious man, but put him with all of his kids and has almost no impulse control. They ask to stop at that restaurant they saw on the way to their mission, and he makes it happen. Everyone pretends not to notice because they wouldn’t dare go against him.

This account is also mostly run by everyone in the 104th because A. Plo doesn’t have a password and B. That’s how they get a bunch of footage. The phone is passed around throughout the day, but all of the content focuses on the Plo’s Bros relationships. Anything that he does, from giving a shiny a thumbs up when he comes up with a new plan, to teaching some of the older clones who are a little overworked how to take deep breaths. All the followers also a learn the Plo is absolutely terrible at any kind of card games, which is shown when they post video after video of the bets he looses.

Next for Star Wars I’ll be doing Bad Batch, then, because this got so long, I’ll do one with some more characters! Sorry it’s so long, this ran away from me a bit.

Some clone wars beautiful mutuals @radbatch (Who is the absolute best person to talk to about Ahsoka ever period end of story) of course and @maiseey (Who is now my my mutual? How?)

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growup-thatbeautiful · 3 years

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Oceans 11 Characters on TikTok

Rusty- C’mon, he’s got everything for a TikTok star. He’s well dressed, funny, charismatic, and pretty. In all of his videos he’s eating something of course, no one would expect anything else. He basically does all of the trends, not to stay popular or anything but because he thinks that they’re fun. One of his favorites was the Pass the Phone challenge that got super personal very quickly and dangled on the edge of them revealing everything.

In all his videos he refers to Danny as “His partner” and Linus as “The baby,” even though everyone knows who he’s dating because it’s the man who is always finishing what Rusty says in the videos from off the the side. People started asking them to to telepathy challenges together, and they do with varying levels of success. Mostly they’re incredibly in-sync with each other, but occasionally something new comes out to each other, and those videos specifically end with someone storming out, slapping the other upside the head, or just straight up kissing the other. By far Rusty’s most popular series, competitive with the ones where he wears a suit to increasing not-suit appropriate areas.

Danny- He does not understand TikTok, but still has an account with a pretty solid following. Extremely poor quality videos, mostly of himself “looking hip,” as he calls it. He overshares a lot, talks about how his wife left him and he fell in love with his best friend, but also is super vague about the weirdest things. That one time Linus almost said the name of the town he was from and Danny lunged across a dining room table to slap a hand over his face is a prime example of this.

He has a few trends that he’s started, such as posting videos that he absolutely did not mean to take, such as the one where he though it was a selfie and stood there with an angry Rusty for almost 20 seconds, or the time he accidentally posted old videos of them doing definitely illegal things in some Vegas Casino, and there are debates whether or not it’s real. After him and Rusty came out as a couple, albeit accidentally in one of Danny’s mistake videos, he started doing this thing where he hands Rusty any food object and tells him it’s a snack. The things he’s gotten him to eat…

Linus-Rocks! He has a place to show off his huge rock collection and connect and learn with people who are just as excited as him about them. He also has a place where he can rant about things he thinks are cool, not that the gang doesn’t want to hear him talk, but because he can have long conversations about them and talk with people who understand a little more than Rusty’s confused “sure…?”

One of the things that he, and the rest of them, got truly TikTok famous for was Linus’ clothes swapping videos. I don’t mean one of the “guess who’s style is who” because it’s always so obvious who’s is who’s. Basher’s look of disgust when he had to wear Turk’s stained t-shirt and sweatpants and Rusty’s smug look when he pulled off Basher’s sweater and scarf perfectly were immediate hits.

Turk and Virgil-Look, I know they’re two different people. As a twin, though, I can 100% confirm that they share an account. They tried having two different ones, but people kept getting confused when they would randomly forget who’s was who’s. They’re content is all over the place. They have no theme, and it’s a guessing game of what’s going to be posted next. Will it be them getting into fight in line for a rollarcoaster or going to build a bear and buying each other the most horrible dressed bears? Who knows?

They do a lot of twin telepathy things, and all of them end terribly. Whether it’s in fist fights, tears, or conversations that should not be had on video, they always deliver with those ones. Sometimes the rest of the 11 stand by and watch, betting on the outcome and eating popcorn/candy from the bowl that always has it just in case.

Yen- King of dance/par core challenges. If someone asks him to do something, or, God forbid, doubts his ability to do something, he’s gonna do it almost instantly. He posts almost constantly because he has zero impulse control, and, in the rest of their videos, can be seen flipping and dancing around whatever place they’re at.

He posts a lot of videos during their mandatory team Mandarin lessons. From Rusty’s confusing and not-normative teaching fo Danny’s utterly confused faces, they earn him a lot of attention, as well as a lot of questions, that he gracefully ignores. Challenges? Yes. Unwanted questions? No.

Reuben-Does not have an account, but is frequently shown in the background of everyone else’s mocking them relentlessly. Occasionally will steal someone’s phone, probably Danny because his password is 1111, and duets old videos with a deadpan face and you can see the life drain out of his eyes. Those videos specifically end in Danny lurching over the closest furniture item to get his phone back and Rueben asking him calmly, “Daniel, are you hiding something on your phone?” Which, yeah, of course he is.

Livingston- He’s very helpful! Mostly he posts how to fix IT problems from home because he’s a little nervous to go out of his comfort zone too much. It doesn’t end up being a problem because he’s in so many of the other’s videos, so he’s able to branch out eventually. (Which is okay, it takes time!)

When he does, a good portion of the videos are the gang doing competitions. His baking championship videos were super popular because the levels that they had were on such different levels. Linus and Basher were by far the best, while Danny and Saul are atrocious. That Don Cheedle snl baking snow video? Yeah, like that. The other competitors he posts are games, both video and board. The most viewed video he’s ever posted (That’s not some super helpful computer/phone tip), was that one time they played Mario Party on teams and there was yelling and flying objects and they got asked at least three times over the course of five videos to be quiet by the hotel staff.

Saul- Somehow was the first one to create an account. He originally started it to show off all the stupid things his friends said, but when he got more onto the app he found accent and POV challenges, which he found very interesting and fun to do. Definitely gets dressed up for them and does the accents, maybe duets with other accounts when appropriate. He’s most known for his evil characters that he plays around with a lot, but also has some super sweet ongoing POVs that don’t get as much attention, but are still appreciated by his followers.

Everyone is So Confused how he knows the rest of them. He’ll say random things, like how he met them at work, but he’s never said what that work actually was or is. Plus, he’s known Rusty and Danny since they were super young, right? How could they work with him all those years. Reuben’s favorite theory that he’s seen was that someone thought they were all part of a Mob, which Rusty thinks is a little close for comfort.

Basher- 60% of the videos are him blowing random stuff up to test if it can. Or putting things in the microwave, or setting things on fire. The other 40% of his videos are fashion based. He’ll show how he makes some of his clothes or model something he’s made in the past. He’s really good with transitions because he thinks they’re neat and likes the way they look.

After he gained a decent following, people started asking about all those guys he lived with, which the followers know about from everyone else’s video. Basher’s voice and, uh, expressions, are pretty easy to spot, so anything he’s in people know it’s him. In response to those, he starts making videos of the rest of the gang trying on clothes that he made them or that they made with varying levels of success. Linus has no idea what he’s doing, but is eager to try even if he ends up never wearing it. Danny is absolutely terrible at it, but so so confident. Rusty has no interest in actually making the clothes, but will try on anything Basher asks him to.

Frank- Most of his videos are where he tells these huge, unbelievable, definitely not true facts for various people on the team. Danny and Livingston almost always fall for it, while Reuben and Rusty almost never do. He’s able to get Linus a few times, but he stopped doing it on him after he convinced Linus that an actual Jurassic Park was opening and Linus was insistent that they go.

Another thing he does is play the best pranks, but, somehow, he’s so not subtle about it at all. You can hear him laughing loudly in all of his videos, even if he’s supposed to be hiding or sitting at the table alone. The rest of them are so tired of them, but most of the time they’re too preoccupied figuring out where the prank is going to be, so they miss it.

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growup-thatbeautiful · 3 years

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Natasha Romanoff Prompt “You’re such a dork”

The stale light from the hotel bathroom is the only light in the room. We got back just late from a impromptu mission. The sound of the shower is a comforting background noise. I’m sitting on the the wired mattress while Natasha cleans off the blood and guts that got in between the armor in her suit.

It as a fairly easy mission. We had heard about some Red Room remains, a few young girls being trained by brainwashed older ones. Now, normally Natasha wants nothing to do with them. That’s Yelena and Melina’s business, not hers. She’s focused on saving her current family.

Sam, Steve, and Natasha all had minimal injuries. I got a few bruised ribs trying to convince the kids that I wasn’t going to kill them. It’s nice to see young girls who can kick that hard, just a shame that they learned under such circumstances.

As soon as she could, Yelena came and picked up the girls, promising them homes and an actual, loving family.

The sound of the shower turning off prompts me to turn on the Tv. Neither one of us are fans of absolute quiet, me less so than her. I flip through the channels, stopping when Empire Strikes Back comes on, unable to resist. I never built up an immunity to Star Wars.

Apparently I’m quoting the lines, because I hear Natasha quip, “You’re such a dork.” Natasha’s leaning against the doorway, fondness dropping from her voice.

“Says the woman who can quote all James Bond lines. Like that’s not a totally dorky thing to do.” Natasha’s sweatpant-clad form makes its way over. I can only assume that the shirts she wearing was stole from Steve or Sam from the way it hangs over her form. I can’t help but pull out the Polaroid from the bedside. We change phones often enough that it wouldn’t make sense to have anything on them.

Making her way over to our bed, Natasha says, “James Bond is way cooler than Star Wars. He’s an international super spy, not a gay space wizard.”

“That would have nothing to do with the fact that you’re a literal international super spy and I’m a literal space wizard, right?” She knows better than to take my deadpan tone seriously.

“I’m pretty sure that you’re a space thief, not a space wizard, babe. Even that’s a stretch though, considering you’re only 25% space person.”

“Leave it to you to do the math. Those are just small details. I could be Han Solo instead of Luke Skywalker. I’m flexible.”

“Well then, you wouldn’t happen to have a problem watching Hot Rod again, would you?”

“Normally, no, but I actually have an idea that you might like.”

“Ooh, a surprise movie,” Her eyes narrow in suspicion and calculation, but she’s not quite able to pull off the menacing look with Snow White singing on her t-shirt. “It better not be any of that trashy action shit. You know I hate that.”

“Yeah, I know. You make that abundantly clear every time I watch Die Hard. No, I was thinking we watch something utterly depressing. You know, make us feel a little better.”

“Not a bad plan. Sad movies are basically therapy, right?”

“Sure. You like Baz Luhrmann?”

“No clue,” she says happily, wrapping her arms around me.

“Oh, you’re gonna love this. Very bohemian style. We’ll start with Moulin Rouge.”

“Sounds good to me.”

“Don’t get jealous of the gorgeous redhead on the screen. She dies in the end anyway.”

“Spoiler alert, dumbass.”

“He tells you at the beginning of the movie, chill. Get ready to cry a whole fucking lot, Tasha.”

“I don’t cry.”

“You will this time.”

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growup-thatbeautiful · 3 years

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Mobius x Variant! reader

Warnings: Foul language, Kind of Loki spoilers but not really, Violence

“Don’t leave me! I don’t want… I don’t want to be alone.” It doesn’t mean to slip out, but it does. It’s too late now to take it back, though. She’s heard the words, and I can see the thinly veiled disgust flash across her face before she smooths it over.

The hard lines of the female TVA agents face show no room of sympathy, but some part of me must’ve touched the other one. Mobius, I think.

“Mobius, I know that look. You’re not going to get and answers from this variant. Do the right thing and just kill her here, yeah?”

“I’m not known for making the easy choice, now am I? You go ahead, I think I can still get some answers out of this one.” Ah, the kinder looking one speaks finally.

She grabs his arm and forces him over to the side where supposedly I can’t hear them, but they’re both shitty whispers. She obviously doesn’t trust me, she’s smart like that, but he seems to be convinced I’ll talk.

He wouldn’t have to pry too hard. She was rude and treated me like I wasn’t worth her time, but he’s different than her. That was clear since they brought me in. They’re wearing the same uniform, the sharp jacket, but he wears it softer, less angular. He also doesn’t have those TVA signature cruel eyes or sagging shoulders. He seems to like it here, which is completely foreign to me, but to each his own.

He comes closer to the table and holds out his hand, standing above me. “I’m Agent Mobius. Sorry about her, she’s under a lot of stress right now. You’ve done a good job of making our lives here extremely difficult, you know.”

“Yeah, well it’s easy to run away when you’re crime is, what was mine again? Oh, silly me, it was that time when I decided to surprise my best friend for their birthday.”

The Agent across from me in the opposite chair, leaning back casually. The file on me is thankfully small when he flips through it, his eyes drawing in confusion. It’s almost enduring, or it would be if I wasn’t under interrogation.

“So, Agent, can you tell me why that was so terrible. Why did you have to come get me because I decided to do a nice thing.” He flinches as my tone, maybe my words too.

“She was supposed to die that day. When you came over, she was going to cancelled her plans for that night because she preferred your company to…Lucas? Was that his name? The short brunette?”

“Yeah, they’d been dating for a few weeks. I didn’t care much for him.”

“You’ve got good instincts, then. That night at their date he was going to get into a fight with the wrong people. He would make it out alive, she wouldn’t. I’m sorry, I know it can’t be easy to hear.”

If I was in the room with anyone else I don’t think I would say what I’m about to say, but he has such kind eyes, and he seemed so truly apologetic. “That can’t be right. I’m sorry, but you’re big guys in charge have to be wrong. She was a good person, she had a cat, so I just- I can’t fucking accept that.”

“He changes. He’s going to go on and save people, be a hero. He can’t be that if she doesn’t die, and she doesn’t die unless she goes on that date.” Oh, his earnest, deceived eyes.

“And that’s worth more than her?”

“That’s not a question I know how to answer.”

“You seem unfazed for someone who just killed a girl.” Sure, they’re harsh words, but I’m not in a compromising mood.

“You seem unfazed for someone who’s just been told that there’s a version of you that’s responsible for your best friends death. Look, I’ve done this enough times to know when you’re going to try and blame this on me.”

“I would never. You’re obviously blameless in this whole situation.” Mobius looks unfazed, and he pulls out some sort of device.

“You’ve obviously got a lot of things to think over, so why don’t I just let you stew for a while. Couldn’t risk you escaping again.”

“That was one time.”

“Which is one time more than most. Honestly, you’ve got it pretty good for someone who made it out in the first place. Most of the time we would stop you in your tracks.”

“Yeah, well I’m not like the other girls.”

“Oh, come on, I had faith you wouldn’t be so cliche.”

“I’ll do better next time you decide to interrogate some version of me.”

“Maybe you won’t have to.” The joking tone is gone, replaced by something more sincere. “We at the TVA have a program for, uh, non-violent variants.”

“Try and say that five times fast,” I mutter, just light enough for him not to hear.

“What?”

“What qualifies as non-violent?”

“Maybe a better word choice is selfless intentions. You didn’t have anything to gain by going over to your friends’ apartment, so you’re in the clear.”

“How do you know that what I did was selfless? You can’t read my intentions?”

“No, but we know your actions. At the end of the day-”

“Intentions don’t mean shit, actions do.”

“Bingo. You up for it?”

“I don’t have any alternatives. Not-dying seems like a good option.”

Mobius let’s himself smile. It’s brighter than any of the other ones I’ve seen here. “You can join my team if you want.”

“Who else is on your team? I won’t have to deal with any others like that one.” I nod my head towards the door, where the other Agent left.

“No, it would just be us. You seem like you would be good at convincing people to listen.”

“Thank you. I think I’ll have to accept your offer, Agent.” I shake his hand, smiling when he raises an eyebrow at my uncuffed hands. “I was able to pick ho a few tricks during my stunt running from you guys. What made you offer?”

“Huh?”

“What made you offer for me to be a part of your team?” I clarify, straighten the jumper they put on me.

“You’re prettier than any of the other variants I’ve had so far. Plus, you seem like you’ve got a good heart.”

“Is that all it takes?” It comes out more a genuine question than I mean, but he doesn’t seem to mind.

“No, but it helps.” We walk out of the room, and the guards at the door have the decency not to look surprised.

“The pretty looks or the good heart?” Mobius hums in response, motioning for me to follow him.

“I’ve got both, so I wouldn’t know which one works more. Come on, I’ll get you a uniform.”

“I’m y/n, by the way.”

“I know,” he says simply, “I’m Mobius.”

“I think we’re going to have a lot of fun here Mobius.”

Thanks for reading! Let me know if you want a part 2, or something else! I’ll do most characters lol.

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My new Harringrove fic, rock out hard, love him soft is out now! This is the first part of three.

Billy Hargrove is, by all means, a rockstar. He plays the songs, he writes the lyrics, he lives the life. That is, until he meets Steve Harrington.

Steve Harrington is an upcoming movie star, content with his life around friends. Until he meets Billy Hargrove.

Together, they make up Hollywood’s new hottest couple, expected to last maybe weeks. Steve and Billy aren’t ones to back away from a challenge.

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Below, is a album cover I made for Billy’s album Stranger Things. I had so much fun making the song titles and album wow. If you want to read any of the songs, just let me know!!

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GN! Reader Dating Natasha HCs

-First, you’re probably some sort of superhero, but not necessarily part of the avengers.

-You we’re immediately in love with her, let’s be honest. Her quiet calculations, her quick remarks, her pure strength, mentally and physically.

-She was more weary about it. Sure, she liked you, but she wasn’t really positive it would work. She flirted back, but that was something the red room taught her.

-Natasha wasn’t sure if she knew how to care about a partner in a way that you deserved.

-When she finally comes around, it’s 100% on her terms. You wouldn’t make the first move, so she does. It’s something cute and smallish, definitely not in a public place because she doesn’t need any more attention drawn to her.

-She comes up to you after a sparring session with Steve while you’re lifting weights. She simply asks you if you want to get coffee, Steve and Bucky are pretending not to listen, and it’s absolutely perfect.

-You guys are both. so nervous. She’s better at hiding it, you’re a mess. Knee bouncing, nail picking, hair twisting. She’s quick to put a stop to that, a soft “Hey, y/n, it’s still me, remember?”

-Then it’s official! Of course there are people who are naysayers, people who would rather not have more openly gay superheros, but who cares? Natasha seriously does not give a fuck, is constantly reassuring you that you should feel the same.

-She’s not a super tactile person, but there are some days where she just wants constant physical reassurance, which you’re perfectly happy to give. Those days she wants a hand in you at all times, make sure you’re there.

-She does love holding hands though. Almost always she’s holding some part of your hand close to her, whether it’s locked fingers or simply a hand on top of yours under the conference room table.

-Both of you aren’t huge talkers, and silence is anything but awkward. You and her sometimes prefer it, just basking in each other’s presence.

-She takes up the. whole. bed. she’s definitely a sprawler, unlike you, who curls up in your sleep. It actually works out though because you can be tucked up with her without bothering her because she’s such a light sleeper.

-You both also get nightmares. You, from the various mistakes from you past, her, from the failures and trauma of hers. Again, you don’t talk about it much unless you want to, but she’s always understanding when you get up in the night to read or listen to music or any busywork after you’d or when she goes to sleep in the couch because sharing a bed can remind her of the Red Room.

-On a happier note, one of your favorite things to do together is watching movies. You have your preferences and she has hers, but you have so much fun pointing out and debating details about different films. Even if you aren’t together, you’re taking notes or texting back and fourth about what you want to talk about.

-Don’t worry though, neither one of you talks during the movies. She absolutely loves loves loves how you do a little gasp when poetic scenes come on.

-Another thing she loves is how you close your eyes when you get super happy. Your eyes crinkle up in the corner and your nose scrunches up and omgggg she has so many pictures of it on her phone. It’s her lock screen.

-Speaking of lock screens, yours is for sure a picture of her being a badass, maybe one on the motorcycle with you squealing behind her.

This ran away a little lol, lmk of you want more!!!

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Cooler; Bucky Barnes x Reader

New Girl Inspired for @madjazzhatter

“I’m telling you, Buck, I’m not your cooler. Sure, a few times I might’ve been the reason you didn’t get some that once or twice, but 99% of the time it’s your own damn fault, Barnes.” It’s all true. He’s proving her point just by being himself right now, making one of those over the top faces he has and adjusting the collar of his coat. It’s not even his coat, she reminds herself.

“You’re both right, actually. Y/n, you have, on occasion, proven to be a terrible wingwoman. Purely awful. Bucky, you too have the tendency to, uh, discourage people from talking to you. I mean, you’re always frowning. You have a great smile, man, learn how to use it.” Bucky reaches across the sink and hits Steve upside the back of his head.

“Come on guys, we had a good vibe going. Let’s not have any infighting before tonight. Bucky, are you absolutely positive that that’s what you want to wear?” All three of them are standing in from of the bathroom mirrors, presumably making themselves look better to go to the bar at 5:30 in the afternoon, which is actually not that early for them.

“This coat makes me feel sexy.” Bucky does an awkward spin move, throwing up finger guns at himself in the mirror. Y/n rolls her eyes dramatically, patting Sam and Steve on the back before walking towards the door.

“Yeah, nothing says I’m a creep like a man in a women's trenchcoat,” add Sam. Y/n leans against the frame of the door, watching her boys make fools of fixing themselves in the mirror.

“So, just to be clear, you’re saying I can’t come tonight, right?”

They look at each other and shake their heads. “That’s fine, I have a lot of…things I need to do today anyway. You know, spoons to clean, yarn to yarn.”

“Gotta get that yarn yarned,” says Sam, practicing his facial expressions in the mirror and holding a thumbs up in the direction of y/n.

“See? You’re going to have a much better time here than you would have at the stinky old bar! We’re doing you a favor.” Bucky pats y/n on the head, earning himself a confused look.

She turns away from them, exiting the room just in time to hear Steve say, “You still work at that bar, Buck.”

They’re home within five minutes, and y/n is left to her own devices. There are times when she wishes that she had more nights like this, alone and able to do what she wants. Right now is not one of those times. It’s not that she doesn’t have things she can do, there just aren’t any things that she wants to do.

After fucking around for a little while, a noise at the door startles her. Her mind immediately goes to danger, causing her to call Peggy, even though she’s on a date, and Bucky, even though she was told that she was usually the downfall of his fun nights.

For some reason, Bucky answers his phone, but he sounds pissed about it. “Buck, you need to come home, there’s something at the door.”

“There’s nothing at the door, y/n. You know it’s an old building, maybe it has something to do with the pipes. You wouldn’t be worried if you listened to pipe talk during our loft meetings.”

“Those are boring. I’m surprised you listen to those talks.”

“They make me feel more like a man.” He pauses before continuing,”You know you’re being a cooler right now, right? Do you see it now?”

Yes, she thinks. She definitely see’s it now. “Just come home.”

Bucky, Steve, Sam, and two girls that are along for the ride arrive at the apartment. They find y/n curled up on the couch with their baseball bat, and she almost hits Steve when he comes into the room.

“So, this is our roommate y/n,” introduces Bucky. “And this is the place. Bathroom is down that hall… and so is basically everything else. Y/n, could you help me find some, uh, bottlecaps in the your room.”

“Sure, what kind? I have twist offs and the pop kind.”

“You know I’m not actually here about bottlecaps- actually it doesn’t matter. Listen to me. That girl out there, for some reason, is sexually attracted to sad men. You understand now fantastic that is for me.”

“Yeah, wow, that’s a goldmine. Now I feel partially responsible for your sex tonight, so I have an idea.” Bucky and I call everyone to meet in front of the couches, a cooler of beer beside us.

“The game is true american, but with a sexy new twist. Clinton rules! Everyone pick your interns and remember-“

The loft mates join in at this part, “The floor is lava!”

“Wait, this doesn’t make any sense. What are the rules? How do you play this?” The girl that Bucky brought asks.

“It’s easy. The floor is lava, doves versus hawks, the couch is the Mason-Dixon Line, no cabinets,” explains Steve helpfully, choosing the blonde, Carrie, as his partner.

“This doesn’t make any sense.” Vanya, the girl that Sam brought, is sitting on the table and drinking, definitely not playing, but Sam seems happy talking to her.

The game goes as smoothly as a game with no rules can go. The loft is a mess, and most of us are missing various articles of clothes, which is a good sign for Bucky. Y/n, Steve, Carrie, and Y/n are all sitting at the table, different levels of intoxicated, trying to figure out who has to go behind the hallway door and kiss, a Y/n original idea that she’s positive will fix her spot as not a cooler. On the count of three they all put up numbers on their foreheads, chaos enduring between Steve and Bucky, both telling Carrie different numbers.

In all the confusion, on three, Y/n and Bucky end up with the same number, meaning that they have to kiss.

“Shit,” swears Bucky.

Y/n and Bucky look at each other, and say again, “Shit.”

“No, come on guys, let us out of here. This isn’t what I meant when I said kiss, I obviously meant, uh, a metaphorical poetic kiss. Don’t leave me back here with him!”

“Well,” says y/n, leaning back against the wall, sliding down to the floor next to Bucky, with his head in his hands. “I guess we should do this, then. They aren’t going to let him out of here anytime soon.”

“Yep. Let me just-“ Y/n stands up, while Bucky stays on the ground, crouching.

“What are you doing? I’m up here.”

“I thought we were staying on the ground.”

“Fine. Let’s get this over with. Pucker up, Mr. Buck.” As soon as it’s out of her mouth, y/n grimaces, regretting a lot of things.

“Come on, don’t do that. You’re making it weirder than it already was.”

“Yeah, I regretted it immediately. I think this does prove that I’m your cooler.”

“Yeah, you think? It’s okay, Steve’s just gonna tell her about his heartbroken Peggy-struck heart. This might be the only time that he wants to be sadder than me.” They spend a few minutes arguing back and forth about various unimportant details, like if they’re going to stand or sit, where they’re going to put their hands, and if Bucky should be so nervous about this. At some point in time Bruce, y/n’s boyfriend, came along and decided to join the rest of them outside.

Finally, after the constant chanting of “kiss kiss kiss kiss” from the hallway to get to her, y/n says, “Come on, Buck, just be a man and kiss me!”

“No! Not like this.” His eyes go wide when he realizes what he just said, and he starts shaking his head before I even get my question out.

“What do you mean, not like this?” Bucky doesn’t give an answer, opening and closing his mouth like a fish. He starts gesturing around wildly, trying to find something to say.

“No, I didn’t- it’s just not, like, you know- not like that.”

“Yeah, I’m out.” Before y/n can get another word in, Bucky is climbing out of the window. Without thinking, y/n yells at them to open the door, which they do. Steve and Sam are freaking out over Bucky, asking him all these questions, and Bruce is busy laughing about how Bucky would rather climb out of a window than kiss her. Luckily, Peggy is still thereto try and help her understand what’s happening.

Things dial down after that. Steve and Sam give Bucky a firm talking to and a night to think of over, and y/n goes to sleep alongside Bruce. She’s awoken in the middle of the night gm the same scratching that she heard earlier, so she goes to investigate.

Bucky must’ve heard it too, because he’s right there beside her with the baseball bat. Apparently their new neighbor has a dog that’s been causing all of the problems. It’s also the place where Bucky’s coat was supposed to go. As far as their neighbors go, it’s not the worst interaction they’ve had. This one only thinks they wear other people’s clothes and carry around bats.

“So, I guess you didn’t need to come over. Sorry I ruined your night.” They walk back to the hallway together, arms brushing against each other.

“Nah, it was probably for the best. French coat Bucky had a lot of unearned confidence, lot of random dance moves.”

They stand facing each other, y/n looking up into Bucky’s eyes. “Goodnight Buck.”

“Night, Y/n.” Bucky leans in, encouraged by y/n leaning in too. They’re lips touch, the kiss passionate and all at once. Bucky’s hands are in her hair, and as soon as they break appear she misses the touch.

“I meant a little something like that.”

This was so much fun to write! I love to concept of a new girl based au, feel free to send more of this or any other requests.

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sad but not alone

Ahsoka and Rex post-order 66 fic

Word Count: 1,382

Warnings: Canon-typical violence, death, angst

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This is for @radbatch !! Happiest of birthdays! (Ik i’m late, but i wanted to do a little more) Share the Ahsoka love a little :))

Ahsoka doesn’t ask for help when she needs it. That’s something Rex has known for a very long time. It’s something all of the Jedi share, he’s learned. Cody has come to him countless times, complaining about General Kenobi’s recklessness and sleeplessness. Now is one of those times that Ahsoka isn’t asking for help.

It’s not like Rex is in some mentally stable place either, though. He’s probably one of the least qualified people to give advice in the face of an intergalactic crisis. Force, he just lost all of his brothers in a matter of hours. For the first time, he’s truly alone. No, he reminds himself, Ahsoka’s still here. Ahsoka, who’s so young and has had so much pain bestowed upon her, who treated every single man under her like a person, not a clone, who used to laugh with General Skywalker to distract the rest of them from death.

If he’s lost all his brothers today, she’s lost everyone slowly over time, taking the blows she’s been dealt standing tall. He doesn’t know what’s running through her head right now, but whatever it is he wants to be there with her for it. She’s the only person he’s really seen grow up, and he would be lying if he said he isn’t impressed with the fighter she’s become. But the Jedi aren’t supposed to be fighters, they’re supposed to protect peace. Peace, an idea he’s not even sure he could recognize.

If there’s one thing the 501st taught him, it’s that having someone to be sad with is better than having no one to be sad with.

Fives had been big on that. When they lost Echo, they had spent countless hours together, sitting in the silence of hyperspace. Rex would open his mouth to say something, maybe try and help Fives get through the loss, but he genuinely had nothing to say then. He still doesn’t have anything to say, but he still talks to Fives all the time. Ahsoka says that it’s healthy and that he could be out there listening. Rex doesn’t know if he believes her, but it’s a nice thought.

They walked away from the grave together, leaving a trail of footprints in the snow that they didn’t try at all to cover up. No one was supposed to survive that crash. That alone had given them the time they needed to build the grave in the first place.

It had been Ahsoka’s idea. The duty of burying the dead usually fell to clones below Rex, but he tried to be there most of the time to say goodbye. It’s always a sad occasion, of course it is. Saying goodbye to someone you’ve fought beside is never easy. Today was different. They didn’t lose in a hard-fought battle. Those men didn’t die protecting the Republic, they died with weapons pointed at their beloved Commander.

Ahsoka didn’t take the job lightly. Each body she found in various levels of destruction she treated tenderly, rearranging cold, dead limbs into peaceful, sleeping positions. Wiping the blood away, really just smearing it around. It breaks Rex’s heart how familiar she is with these motions. He’s no stranger to them either, and he would never make Ahsoka do it alone. For each of the brothers that he finds, the names fall off his lips like the meditative prayers of Kenobi. There’s so many of them. If it was ever eerie to see something so close to his own face staring back up at him, dead, that’s worn off. Years of this have made sure of it.

“Rex.” It’s one of the first things Ahsoka’s said since the crash. He follows her haunted voice, stopping when he sees why she called out.

Jesse. His helmet is cracked, a canyon through the Republic’s crest and Ahsoka’s paint, splitting it down the middle. His body is wrapped around himself, curled up like a child, like he was hiding from the screams and chaos. The armour on his chest is stained red, and his neck is bent at a broken angle. It brings Rex to his knees, hitting the floor hard. He doesn’t notice the impact, too preoccupied with the blinding and overwhelming pain from inside and the feel of tears streaming down his cheeks.

Ahsoka is on her knees beside him, a comforting hand on his back where he’s doubled over, making these terrible hitching noises in the back of his throat. He knows that whatever he’s feeling Ahsoka can feel too, and he doesn’t want to be the one to hurt her even more, but he can’t help it. The waves of tears keep coming until there aren’t any more, and he’s left with scratchy eyes and red cheeks. Through it all, Ahsoka stayed by his side. He looks up at her to see his tears mirrored on her face, quiet and impassive. One of her hands is facing palm up, resting on her knees, and she’s whispering soothing words for Jesse. Or Rex. Or both.

They help each other to their feet, ignoring the battle pains. The helmets are set up on pikes, the most they can do. Ahsoka leaves her lightsabers in the snow with the dead. Rex doesn’t have the energy to think about that significance.

They build a camp in a cave a little ways away, figuring that it’s better to be safe and wait it out a few days in case anyone comes looking. Rex doesn’t actually think that anyone will, and he’s pretty sure Ahsoka doesn’t either. But this isn’t a battle that they can recover from easily. No, they have to take a second to regroup.

Ahsoka starts a fire and Rex grabs some ration bars that he grabbed from the wreck. They sit side by side, shoulders pressed together tightly, reassuring each other that someone is there.

To his surprise, she opens up before he can ask her. It saves him the trouble of figuring out what to say. “I can’t feel anything. I’ve always had the force beside me, inside me, and now it’s out of balance. It’s like there’s this gaping darkness that was never there before, and I don’t know why. I don’t know if-“ her voice breaks here, and she covers her mouth, hiding a sob.

Predictably, she pushes through. “I don’t know if I made this happen. What if it’s my fault? It’s never felt this…wrong, and, stars, I can’t feel Anakin. It’s not the same as when I left the Order. Then it was distant, but he was still there with me. Now that part of me feels broken and painful. I think he’s gone.” A quiet confession by the fire, her face lit in shadows. It doesn’t surprise Rex as much as it should, but he knows the Padawan-Master bond is strong. If she says it, it’s true.

“I’m scared. Rex, I don’t want to be alone.” He knows this takes a lot for her to admit this. She’s usually the epitome of strength, never letting her guard down in front of the people counting on her. It’s a habit that she most likely picked up from Obi-Wan. Force knows it’s not Skywalker’s style. He can’t just leave that hanging, though.

“Hey, kid, it’s alright. You’ve been lost before, yeah? You’re gonna find your way again. Everything’s going to work out.” The last sentence falls flat. He’s not even fooling himself. “And maybe things won’t be okay, but we’re still us, right? I’ve still got my Commander with me, and you’ve still got your Captain. You couldn’t get rid of me if you tried.”

“Look, I can’t pretend to understand the force, but I know that, so far, it hasn’t led you wrong. Things are changing in the galaxy, and we can’t control that, so we might as well be along for the ride. I know you, Commander, and you’re not going to let this change you. Sure, you’re gonna grow with it, but you’ll always have what he taught you. What they all taught you. What I taught you.”

“So, trust in the force.” It’s something he’s heard General Kenobi say a million times to his Padawan and Grandpadawan. “Let it guide you. I’ll be right there with you.”

“Thank you, Rex.”

“Of course, Commander.”

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My new harringrove fic halfway down the stairs is up!

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“You and I should take the kids up to my Nonna’s house in Italy. She’s always trying to get me to go up there with, and these are her words, not mine, my pretty blonde surfer dumbass lover.”

“Crazy, the last part sounds just like something you would say.”

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if you're still doing the song fics, could i request something with timothée chalamet for imagine by ariana grande please 🥺

i am indeed! i loved listening to this song. 🥺🥺🥺

i’m so sorry that this one isn’t as long as the others, i was having a lot of trouble with it, no clue why.

send me a song and i’ll write a fic!

imagine

his hand is entangled with yours in between you, the other one on the steering wheel. his ringed fingers move absentmindedly across your knuckles, tracing patterns.

your feet are curled underneath your dress, shoes thrown into the backseat. currently your other hand is occupied with trying to get pins and clips out of your hair, a feat that timothee finds very amusing.

“i can help you with that when we get home, you know?” he asks.

“i think you’ll be occupied taking off other things,” you state. he doesn’t correct you.

the roar of the engine is deafening as it passes through the streets. he pulls into your garage and helps you out of the car.

the keys are thrown onto the kitchen table, and the two of your make your way to the bedroom. you take off your jewelry, timothee helping you with your necklace and only getting a little distracted kissing your neck.

you stay up for hours talking next to each other on the bed. he has your head in is lap and is stroking though your hair, even though you know it’s disgusting and crusted with hairspray from the party.

your heart is singing. not a symphony, but a single, lone note that fills up the entirety of you. it’s a way you only feel with him. you don’t have to pretend with him, you can be wholly you and he simply accepts you. it’s refreshing and makes you smile with every part of you.

your face is buried in timothee’s neck, a perfect fit. you’re lying on his bed, the covers all pushed to the end of the bed. his hands are running through your hair gently. you can feel yourself falling asleep. you want to hold onto the moment while it lasts, you want every moment with him as possible. sleep, eventually takes you.

he wakes you up with soft kisses along your skin. his fingers work deftly across your back, sweeping motions that you don’t think are helping you stay awake. you hear his amused good morning and return a groggy reply. he laughs again, a beautiful sound, and grabs your hand so you can follow him. at some point you ask what time it is and he tells you that you slept till noon. he hadn’t had the heart to wake you up any earlier. in the bathroom he has makeup wipes from the makeup you forgot to take off last night that’s now all over you and, you’re sure, his pillow. he sits on the counter next to you while you take it off, trying to sneakily take photos of you.

“you’re not smooth, pretty boy.”

“maybe i’m not trying to be,” he says and snaps more pictures with a dumb smile on his face. the sun streaking in from the window drips the room in gold. timothee waits untill you’re done and pulls you close to him, settling his hands on your hips. he kisses your lips before moving across the rest of you. you hold him tight and enjoy the moment.

“i used to imagine things like this when i was younger. i would think about the person that would kiss me like you do and hold me tight the way you hold me,” says timothee, his voice muffled.

“i’m so glad it’s you,” he breathes against your skin.

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Modern Laurie Lawrence Ideas:

a/n: as usual, if anyone wants more of this au or anything else, requests are open!

he grew up rich, still lives a rich lifestyle after graduating

his way of life is still a little immature

he goes to parties and drinks and gambles away

but he’s always at class and is an excellent student

(yeah, sometimes he’s a little a lot hungover and you make sure to make fun of him for it, while also giving him your coffee and an advil)

he first meets you when you’re studying and reading at a park on your campus at paris

you’re taking your college travel year in france, studying at university of paris

he’s there for school too, studying literature and art

he sees you while he’s taking a walk with Amy

you’re sitting on a green park bench, notebooks and backpack scattered across the bench. your back is to him, but he can tell you’re beautiful

it takes a little encouragement for him to go and talk to you, mostly by Amy.

he’s nervous when he talks to you, which isn’t normal for him

but of course he has no need to be, because you’re absolutely enchanted by him

he’s smart and funny and he’s obviously as helpless of a romantic as you are

for your first date he takes you to a cute fondue place

he picks you up with flowers, dressed in a nice shirt and jacket. you two walk together over there, talking the whole way

it was a little awkward when you sit down at first because there’s that “oh shit this is a real date” moment” but it’s quick to pass when you foe get back into your before banter

after that you two start seeing each other a lot

you didn’t even realize that you have the same professor for literature, and you can walk the same way sometimes to classes

you love going over to his apartment

it’s the first place he’s been able to call solely his own away from his grandfather

it’s perfectly messy and inconsistently decorated with whatever he finds

there are pages of music on the floor, the wall is covered in taped up art, there’s a pile of soft blankets in the corner

it’s a safe place for the both of you, being incredibly intimate for him and you respect that

he loves it when you sit in the widow together with your head in his lap, him writing poetry and you reading

his hands will play with your hair mindlessly sometimes, twirling the ends

he’s a little old fashioned with his pet names

love, darling, sweetheart, dearest, angel, beloved

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proof that kenneth is immortal

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264 notes • Posted 2021-02-19 03:20:14 GMT

i was having an argument with myself in the shower and like. stop shitting on fanfic writers. idk i was making myself really mad about it.

as i just proved, there’s gonna be some fruity language in this post, fair warning.

who fucking cares if you’re using someone else’s characters and/or universe. there are millions of interpretations of a single line of dialogue, so why can’t there be millions of writings for a character you love. you still have to develop plot lines, characters design, dialogue, know the rules of writing, and know how to change the rules to fit your specific style. it’s a whole fucking lot of work!

isn’t it beautiful how we can love something so much that you write more about it! you take what you love and add to it and change it and make it your own. i think it’s an honor to be a part of something that’s so special to so many people.

now, i know i’m a fanfic writer myself. maybe that makes me a little bit biased, but who cares. i know i’ve felt like what i write isn’t enough because i didn’t create it myself, but the things that i’m most proud of writing are fanfic. i’ve had random thoughts that i can put into fanfic, and that’s so amazing because someone’s actually going to read that! crazy.

and for those of you who say fanfic is good practice for “real writing.” okay, sure it is good practice, but it’s also still writing. real writing. it’s not invalid because it’s fanfic. like i said before, you still have to know how to write. isn’t that all it’s about?

i know a lot of you think that fanfic is being written by “hormonal and emotional teenage girls.” which. is not true. i know so many fic writers who do not fit into that category, and if they do, who cares! it’s a good expression of emotions that are completely normal to have, it’s a way of coping with the themes of teenage life, and it can help you to understand more about yourself. i, personally, have learned a whole fucking lot about myself, from sexuality to my definition of love. yeah. deep shit.

y’all. write whatever you want. angst? make some of those nerds (lovingly) cry. sometimes they need it. we need it. fluff? again, make some of those nerds cry. give me some good loving, found family, cuteness. i’ll marry you. crack? i need a good laugh, thank you!! au? incredible. you built a work on top of a world, chris nolan is that you?? hurt/comfort? just come on and give me a big warm hug!

fanfic writers, make what makes you happy. don’t let close-mindedness stop you. you deserve it :))

fanfic readers, support and love your writers. read what makes you happy! you deserve it :))

and don’t worry, fanartists, i could never leave you out. draw what makes you happy. draw what you’ve been itching to draw, even if no one is asking for it. especially if no one is asking for it. i love y’all and think y’all deserve so much more recognition as beautiful outstanding fucking marvelous artists. everything i said up above i believe for you too. (ik it doesn’t directly apply but you get the idea)

(oh. and i’m not gonna stand for any “but what about fic writers who..” nope. all fic writers are valid. just because you don’t want to engage or read it (which is reasonable, i’m not dissing that) doesn’t mean they didn’t work hard to write it.)

i wasn’t going to, but i think i’ll turn this into a tag post because there seems to be a little bit of a loss for positivity recently. if you want, tag your favorite fanfic readers, writers, or mutuals you think should see this. (obviously there’s no pressure at all to like or reblog. this is not meant to spread reblog anxiety or put anyone on the spot.) @radbatch @holdenduckfield @missdemiegoddess @kixthecondomfairy @maiseey @naerysthelonesome @oceans-foundfamily @bi-rdofprey-writes @cleardishwashers @lavenderstaars @freshwoods

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