#thornhands

[inyri]

Not sure if the prompt list you reblogged was a request for prompts but if yes, consider "❛ let’s just stay here. grow old. ❜ for someone else but Nine and Theorn and/or ❛ i didn’t ask to get made. ❜ for a character of your choice.

(As requested, this is not Nine and Theron.

SWTOR. Nine and Hunter, at the end of it all. TW: violence and its aftermath.)

“That’s probably going to scar.” Hunter looks up at her, shakes her- her, even half-dead there was always one more way to fuck with her, wasn’t there?- head with a crooked half-smile. “They’ll take it away, though, won’t they? They always do.”

Blood streams down her cheek and pools at the corner of her mouth. It’d been a lucky shot, Hunter’s knife swinging wide when she’d blocked a strike that might otherwise have hit a gap between armor plates; it’d been even luckier that it missed her eye. That would have figured. The others always noticed, before, when the cuts reached her face. “I might keep it. I’m tired of having things taken from me.”

“You and me both, Cipher Nine.” She can hear the wheeze buried in Hunter’s laugh. That last hit got her lung after all, then. Good. “You and me both.”

She licks her lips, then spits onto the floor. Their blood’s all over the room already- what’s a little more? 

(Hunter had dreamed about it, she’d said, dreamed about tearing each other apart.   

She’d dreamed of it too: every shot, every slash, every fistfall a box ticked off a list that went all the way back to Nar Shaddaa, to Taris and Hoth and Quesh, every pull at her leash and every notch her collar tightened and every time, every time, every time-

Let it go, the Minister had said. Let it go, Cipher. You’re free now.

She still dreams of Hunter. Perhaps she always will.)

“We could just stay here, you know. You and me. Patch each other up. Keep the codex.” Hunter’s leaning forward now, braced on her hands, lips blueing with every word. “Grow old. They took everything from us. We deserve to win just once, don’t we?”

There’s a kolto syringe in her belt pouch. She could-

Nine’s hand spasms, fingers splayed wide and disobedient as her nerves misfire, and she thinks of Corellia, of the burns and the breaks and the shocks and her screams and of Hunter’s voice in her ear, and she lets her arm drop to her side and does not answer.

“Tell me one thing, then.” Her eyes are the same as she remembers. “Your name. The name your parents called you, the name they took from you- oh, come on-” another cough, this one bloody, veins cording in her neck. “Who’m I going to tell? I just- I just want to know.” 

She sheathes her blade, rubs at her cheek with the back of her hand. Her arm’s bleeding too, and her lower back and her right thigh, but that will keep until they get back to the ship. “My name is Cipher Nine. What’s taken is gone. That girl no longer exists.”

“Me, too,” Hunter whispers. “Me, too. You and me, Cipher. We played the game right.”

“Don’t ever-” with the pistol barrel pressed against her forehead the shot barely echoes, and Hunter’s last gasping breath goes out of her as Nine whispers back- “compare yourself to me.”

#inyri writes #thornhands #thanks for the prompt! #swtor #swtor fanfiction #cipher nine #hunter #and yes she kept the scar #where did nine get her facial scar? right here. #this is also nine at her lowest psychologically speaking #corellia’s still a very fresh scar

[loosingmoreletters]

☔Is there a fic concept you have that you'd like to just explain and share because you're not sure you'll ever write it? If so, what is it?

I see you’re a Star Wars fan! Boy, do I have folders of Star Wars fic I half started and probably will never see the light of day. But one I’m really sad about is a fic just titled “Email AU” in our drafts that I started with @ghostwriterofthemachine

The basic plot premise is an academia AU inspired by that one post going around like a year back about a professor needing to delay exams because he got shot. Or in our case, the Jedi English department is suffering because Palpatine was fired and left a mess. The whole thing was going to be told through emails, sticky notes and the like.

One of my personal highlights in that fic was Trans Kanan and new shady shit Palpatine did showing up like a running gag.

#ask #thornhands #Star Wars

[valkeakuulas]

If you are still doing smut prompts I'm asking for "i'm waiting for your permission to let me have my way with you" for Jesse/Kix and "you can't expect me to do all the work. i want to see what that pretty mouth of yours can do" for Fives/Echo

@thornhands It's done! Sorry for the long wait but here they are, both of your prompts! 🥳🥳

** ** ** ** ** ** "i'm waiting for your permission to let me have my way with you" + Jesse/Kix

Jesse had been gone for a month and a half and, frankly, Kix missed his lover dearly. He missed Jesse's smile, his hugs, and his kisses. He missed having sex with Jesse.

Kix considered himself a patient man but every man had their breaking point.

So when Jesse finally returned from Kamino, a pair of shiny new pauldrons decorating his already wide shoulders as he kama-swaggered down the shuttle's ramp, Kix felt his fingers tingle with the need to touch and grab. He let his eyes drink in all the details, old and new, and Kix felt a jolt of arousal run through him when he noticed just how thicker Jesse was after his training.

The official part of Jesse's return to the 501st lasted maybe a minute after that: General Skywalker wandered off to do something while Rex placed a hand on Jesse's shoulder, most likely congratulating him or something before leaving as well.

After that, everything else melted away, as Jesse all but prowled to where Kix was standing, coming to a stop right in front of him.

"Hi," Jesse said breathlessly, pulling off his newly painted bucket, revealing a pair of dark brown eyes that stared intently at Kix, burning with barely hidden need.

"Hello," Kix rumbled in return, smirking when he saw Jesse's lips part and eyes dilate.

They stared at each other, taking in whatever little changes that might've happened during their separation.

"Just so you know," Kix started, the words calm and even, despite the heat simmering in his veins, "I'm waiting for your permission to let me have my way with you."

Jesse's eyes closed and he swallowed audibly. "Yes, please, Kix. Missed you so, so much."

"I missed you too, Jesse," Kix answered, honestly, and he leaned closer, brushing his lips against Jesse's ear. He smirked when Jesse gasped. "Operation theater RST-2B13. Now."

Jesse sucked air loudly, drawing himself straight. "Sir yes sir."

** ** ** ** ** ** "you can't expect me to do all the work. i want to see what that pretty mouth of yours can do" + Echo/Fives

"What?! H-how do you do - mmmnnngh!?"

Fives' question turned into a loud, shocked moan as he all but bent over Echo, back arching.

Echo barely paid mind to that as he continued to hum the lyrics of a song they (and every single trooper) knew. He felt Fives' thighs tense against his hands as the other man fought to keep himself from driving his cock deeper into Echo's mouth.

Opening slightly his eyes, Echo took in the mixed expression of lust and shock on Fives' flushed face as he stared down at him. His eyes, identical to Echo's, were dark, almost swallowed by the dilated pupils as Fives panted loudly.

Smug, Echo raised an eyebrow as he continued the steady hum, and Fives swore, holding on to the edge of the bunk hard enough to make the metal squeak.

Oh, how fast had the tables turned:

Kneeling on the floor, Echo squeezed Fives' hips impatiently. "C'mon, move your ass and get those blacks down," Echo told as he mouthed the distinct bulge in front of his face.

"You know," Fives drawled instead doing as he was asked, and Echo paused because he recognized that tone. It was Fives' "I just got a brilliant idea" tone, except the plans that heralded that tone most often than not, weren't that brilliant. "You can't expect me to do all the work. I want to see what that pretty mouth of yours can do"

Echo paused before leaning away, eyes narrowing dangerously. "What?" he asked flatly.

Fives shrugged. "You could consider it a challenge?" he suggested almost nonchalantly.

"Challenge," Echo repeated, unimpressed.

"That's what I said," Fives said, running fingers through Echo's curls before sliding them down to cup his chin. "Or are you not up to it?" he asked with a crooked grin.

People often thought that Fives was the daredevil of the Domino Twins. It was a common mistake both he and Echo liked to cultivate, so Fives should've known better and he most likely did and was counting on Echo to react the way he always did when faced with a challenge:

Sink his teeth into it and conquer it by any means necessary.

Scowling darkly, Echo grabbed Fives' hands by the wrists and slammed them into the bunk's edge. "Don't move," he half-growled, tightening his hold for a second.

The crooked grin bloomed into a full smirk as Fives spread his legs further apart. "Sir yes sir."

That had been roughly three minutes ago.

It had taken Echo five seconds to yank down Fives' blacks and another five to stroke the half-hardened cock into full hardness. After one last glare at the still grinning Fives, Echo had bent down and taken the thick length into his mouth.

One minute after that Fives' expression had shifted from smugness to plesure to pure shock, leaving him in his current state, panting and swearing breathlessly as Fives visibly struggled to stay still.

Serves him right, Echo mused as kept humming Vode kriffing An as he blew Fives, never once losing the tempo.

When Echo reached the third last line, he made sure to swallow more of Fives so that the other man could feel all the vibrations.

"Echo!"

The loud cry of his name, half-appalled, half-amazed, had Echo shaking with laughter.

#asks #thornhands #Kix #Jesse #Fives #Echo #Star Wars: The Clone Wars #fanfiction #OTP #clone shipping #askbox writing prompts #valkeakuulas writes AKA butchers English grammar

[petrifiedforests]

"Sorry, I'm being so difficult for you." for, hm Tup/Dogma or Hics/Pillar ?

First of all, I'm absolutly very cool about this being a prompt for Hics and Pillar (clearly people online would never lie). Thank you!

Secondly, here it is!

Summary:

Ignoring a brother is bad luck. Treating someone as if they were already marching ahead shows the little gods who to guide.

Fill for the @clonefandomevents oc bingo

#thornhands #sw tcw #sw tcw fanfic #clone wars #original clone trooper #Clone trooper Pillar #Superstitions #Healing hurt/comfort #Petrifiedforests writes

[rose-blooms-red]

It's about 1am for you Sometimes that means you need to go to sleep <3

Mora

Djsjddjdkkdjdkdj LISTEN LISTEN...... mk I've got nothing but I took my meds and then thought about things and got sad and fic happened for a Fandom I'm not even really IN and anyways you're probably right 😭😭

#ro rambles #ro answers #thornhands

[anstarwar]

Oh no Keeli has encountered the ferocious pigmy bantha-goat of Ryloth. Good thing that’s the worst thing that happens to him on Ryloth. It’s a good thing I reckon.

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rare clone request for Captain Keeli from @thornhands and @/shannon-lynn-21 over on IG

#captain Keeli #ferocious pigmy-bantha goat #rare clone requests #my art #rams of Ryloth #he’s fine #he’s retired to ryloth to raise ferocious pigmy-bantha goats #I reckon

[frostbitebakery]

@thornhands insists I pay for my crimes (excellent plant pun usage) with the only currency worth anything: pet pics.

[beckyh2112]

9 people you would like to get to know better

Tagged by @mapleowl18, finally got my brains together to respond.

Three ships: Fox/Wolffe, Fox/Palpatine, Wolffe/Sinker/Boost

First ever Ship: Nephrite/Molly, I'm pretty sure. Couldn't swear to it.

Last Song: "The Humours of Whiskey" as sung by Colm McGuiness

Last movie: Watched "The Lost World" with my roommate because she'd never seen it

Currently Reading: Eunuchs and Castrati by Piotr O. Scholz, Battleground by Jim Butcher

Currently Consuming: Water and saltine crackers, because I'm a weirdo.

Currently Craving: More vacation days.

No-pressure tags: @calamitouscynic, @wynjara, @mistyautumn, @thornhands, @shinyhappygoth, @weirdlet, @mis-mcgifsten

#bextalk

[painterofhorizons]

Criminal Minds Evolution... Rant, under the cut. Aka here's random things I dislike about it and because CM played a bit role in my creative life I'm making it everyone's problem here.

So... It's on German free TV the first time and I'm poking in and... Let's just say I'm not the targeted audience. Sigh.

When they first said they would do another season I was very excited. Not so much verbaut I enjoyed the past few seasons, but because I enjoy the series overall, have done so since I was a teenager. So the team getting back together was something that made me happy (they could have just made it a road trip to Italy vacation movie with everyone having good food chilling at the pool movie for my taste).

Then when Evolution aired and I've second hand seen it here on tumblr, I was already ugh. Very gruesome, and covid centric. And let's face it, we have all gone through years of pandemic, and it's exhausting as fuck, and I don't need to see that shit on TV in my recreational time as well. I can't stand that with any movie or series. It was okay on 911, I don't remember it was made huge there. Like it was the setting, but not so much the theme? It felt like that, and it was okay. In Evolution (or the episode of it that's running rn) it's like BAM IN YOUR FACE HERE IS EVERYTHING THAT SUCKS ABOUT COVID IN CASE YOU DIDN'T NOTICE.

Anyways. I'm not the target audience for this theme. Which is okay. But there's more reasons this season feels ugh.

David Rossi has a different German voice actor. Which probably has good reasons, but it breaks my ears.

The characters all feel very very ooc?! Garcia what's wrong with you? Rossi? Emily? Like Emily for real?? And why AGAIN break Rossi with another dead wife? Are the writers that lazy, really? Couldn't they come up with ANYTHING different? Did they hire a noob to write that?

So, yeah

Just a few random big no no's that disappoint me about the new season. I'm not sad I didn't watch it until now, and I don't think I'll watch it completely. I'll stick with season 1-7ish.

But I really had hopes. Not high hopes. But hopes. Small hopes for a few nice team scenes. Instead we got ooc gruesome covid shit.

Woohoo. 😐

@sheeplessthings @thornhands if you guys didn't watch it yet - spare yourself and don't watch it.

#Criminal Minds #criminal minds evolution #Heavy sigh. #Everything feels soooooo out of character in that season #Everyone. Everything. The whole FBI. Everyone is like - recently lost their mind during covid. #Why. #And what's wrong with Rossi. Dude. What's wrong with you. #And Garcia. #I just-why. Why. Why did they make such a season at all. #(great for everyone who enjoyed the season! I'm very glad for you! No sarcasm. I wanted to enjoy it too.)

[omgpurplefattie]

WIP Tag Game

Thanks for tagging me @eleanorfenyxwrites 😌

RULES: make a new post with the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! and then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

I don't have many unfinished WIPs as I just posted the last chapter of "Detoxify", and the latest work in the MLC Star Trek AU is also finished. I am moving into the next episode, though.

RV Lianhua Lou -- ep 04 pt 1

The World of the Morning After -- 00 Outline

Snuggling With Dead Things

Outline Krimi 30j. Krieg

City shorts -- Lao-Wen and A-Xu kissing

Last Rites

Passing this on to: @atthelamppost @sauron-kraut @pilferingapples @randomingoftherandomness @thornhands @three--rings

#tag games #wip

[tanoraqui]

Last Line Challenge

Rules: in a new post, show the last line you wrote (or drew) and tag as many people as there are words (or as many as you feel like). 

Still, Melian’s pupil, she raised her voice with the next note, and the next, in a Song of Shielding to defy the darkest and mightiest of the Valar.

I was tagged by @thornhands. I tag @thelordofgifs @eleneressea @finxwrites @vesperaevis @smallblueandloud @isi7140 @pearlescentpearl

#tag meme #my fic

[elthadriel]

@the-writing-mill, @youbitehard, @cabezadeperro, and @thornhands remember how you guys tagged me (in some cases over a month ago) to do the last line challenge thing? I mean obviously not, why would you? Well I do, because it's been hauting me, because I'm like that as a person.

I appriciate the tag but I am in big bang hell right now and haven' writen a word of anything that isn't for that in months so have nothing I can share.

In three months I'll have thousands of last lines to share instead 😂

#I've had these open in tabs for weeks #staring at me #no one but me cares about this

[loosingmoreletters]

for the made up fic title asks: we could leave trails of light

or, if you want something shorter

Coming Rain

Can't believe I'm thinking of SW fic now but would kind of slap for a fic where Obi-Wan has to take kid Luke and run. A story told from child Luke's perspective, him perhaps being only 6 or so, and not quite understanding what is going on, why they are running and from what, but learning of the Jedi, of the Force, without pehaps knowing the precise name of what he is being taught about out of security.

A fic that is less about "how realistic is this" but more about vibes, about the feeling of looking back at your childhood and realizing oh, there was so much hurt I was protected from. And realizing how very loved you were by everyone protecting you anyway. Knowing love is someone lying about your name and age, your place of origin.

send me a made-up fic title (and a fandom) and i’ll tell you what i would write to go with it

#ask #star wars #thornhands

[valkeakuulas]

For the "Send me an ask with the first sentence of a fanfic and I’ll write the next five."

"The pitter-patter hum of the force shield was still humming in the back of his skull."

Thank you for the prompt! Hope you like this ficlet! :D

The pitter-patter hum of the force shield was still humming in the back of his skull.

Closing his eyes, Rex inhaled through his nose before exhaling slowly through his mouth in an attempt to calm himself.

It was over.

He was back on The Resolute.

Curling into a ball, Rex dug fingers into his head, broken nails catching the scruffy blond curls.

The humming didn't stop.

#thornhands #asks #writing #askbox writing prompts #valkeakuulas writes AKA butchers English grammar #Captain Rex #Star Wars: The Clone Wars

[petrifiedforests]

what’s your comfort food?

do you still love stuffed animals?

what’s the best personal gift someone could give you (playlist, homemade card, etc.)

Thank you for the asks!

Comfort food is answered here

18) do you still love stuffed animals?

I never had any urge to keep my stuffed animals after childhood but I have a hand warmer/pillow shaped like a very round plush that I love.

25) what’s the best personal gift someone could give you (playlist, homemade card, etc.)

That is such a hard ask. I guess it's whatever the person thought to do, though I love practical gifts, so a playlist or something that can be used I like better than something that's only for decoration.

Ask game is here

#thornhands #soft wars

[rose-blooms-red]

For the Writer Wrap up questions 27-29 please What do you listen to while writing? Favorite work you wrote this year? Favorite line/passage you wrote this year? Thank you!

27.) What do you listen to when writing?

So! The answer changes a lot!! Sometimes I vibe with some classical sometimes I've got a song stuck in my brain and sometimes I just listen to one of my Playlists! I have a very eclectic music taste lol so it ranges from lullabies to classical to Disney to musicals to rock to pop and tho mostly English there's a tiny chunk of foreign language songs as well! Currently I've been a tad obsessed with Evergreen Tree by Halfy and Winks, the Ride the Cyclone musical, and Blood Upon the Snow by Hozier and Bear McCreary!

28.) Favorite Work you wrote this year?

Oooooo so this one is a tad hard and i don't actually remember everything I wrote in 2022. But I did adore rotted root and I still really love it. If you haven't read it I highly recommend it though it focuses mainly on anakin and Obi-Wan’s relationship and Anakin is kinda just a Mess the whole time lmao.

Then of course there's poison tree which is my baby and I'm v proud of it

29.) Favourite line/passage you wrote this year?

Ooooooo oh gosh this one is difficult. I'd say probably something from chapter 7 of poison tree. Maybe this passage.

Jango thinks of desperation and drive and anger, thinks of a sea of children, the stories of his family written across all of them, the stories of themselves they made.

Thinks of an Anomaly that wasn’t really an anomaly.

Reaches for rage and finds he’s run out. Bled himself dry of it.

He watches his son, thinks of holding him and knowing that he would love him forever, thinks of watching that very first batch, tiny and impossibly curious, and so desperate for kindness.

Thinks of choosing hatred because otherwise he would choose love.

Thinks of staring down at them and knowing he was already in so deep.

Thinks of deciding ‘what’s a little deeper matter?’

He wonders now, if that was a mistake.

Or this one

His child stands before him, teary-eyed and angry and defiant, and Jango thinks of tiny hands, giggles, and endless questions. He thinks of love.

Boba has always been loved.

(Jango wouldn’t know Boba out of a lineup of clones, Jango has raised this child since he was a baby, knows every favourite thing, every childhood fear, every love.

Jango wouldn’t be able to pick him out of the crowd of clones if he tried.)

💜💜

#ask game #ro answers #thornhands #ro rambles