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rustingcat · 3 months
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Oh, Rao, she wanted Lena.
She was romantically interested in her. She had no interest kissing Winn or Sam, but she wanted to kiss Lena softly while spending lazy moments in bed with her. Rao, she wanted to touch her body in a way she had never wanted before. Her face got redder just thinking about it as her heart raced faster in her chest. What would that make her? Was she gay? Kara wasn't sure. The sudden realization was too big for her to comprehend at that moment. She felt her entire body getting hotter from the sheer proximity to Lena. The woman she was sharing a bed with. The woman she had been sharing a bed with for a while now, and would probably share a bed with for the foreseeable future.
Kara has some big realisations in this new chapter for The Art of the Game!
Read it here
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alumirp · 5 months
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The Good Citizen
An AU where Izuku is just an ordinary boy. He never meets All Might and has his application for Yuuei's entrance exam rejected because of his quirkless status. He still wants to be a hero, but then again, he's just a normal kid with a mom who works two jobs, and since he failed to get into his dream school, he still has to get into another one, he doesn't have time. to go to the gym or learn to fight, or whatever. And yet, he wants to be a hero, so he grabs a pair of old skates and a stick. And he sneaks out the window at night, intending to be a vigilante.
But like a normal boy, he's a bit of a coward, so when he encounters his first crime, instead of getting involved, he calls the police. He calls the police and hides and is delighted when a police car arrives a few minutes later and does its job. And then he repeats that, goes out, finds a crime and calls the police. And repeat. And the next time, he identifies himself as "Good Citizen" when the person on the line recognizes his voice. And the name sticks. And Izuku keeps it, thinking of it as a way to keep his identity safe. But one day, 'The Good Citizen' calls the police on a group of men beating up a guy. And next he stops a man from harassing a girl.
The mens who beat the guy are part of a powerfull gang and their high-rankers discovers that the person who reported them was the same person who has been making several reports. The old man who harassed the girl was an important member of the HPSC, whose arrest creates a huge scandal
With this he successfully angers the villains and the HPSC all at once. Next week there's a bounty on 'snitch's head. And an arrest warrant for the vigilante who is 'an enemy in the making for the society of heroes'.
Then a race begins, villains and heroes mobilizing to kill/arrest one (1) well-intentioned green bean.
And, out of nowhere, this all becomes Aizawa Fucking Shota's problem.
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bejeweledbaby · 24 days
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does anybody know the name of the fic where eddie named his guitar eowyn and steve thought eowyn was his secret girlfriend? i have this sudden urge to read it
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littlelilett · 7 months
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drew a quick doodle of Nitsuki Takami from “Fear of You” by @sleepwalkersqueen!!
(i hope i did her justice :,D)
if you haven’t already please check out the fic! it’s still one of my favourites till this day
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rayrayor · 21 days
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New chapter but please read triggers on this chapter
And the official art of the story by @darthvaders-wife
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arom-antix · 9 months
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I will never not be insane for wizards, magic, ice and badass Yuuri
@blended-ice Thank you, besiyr, for indulging me and being just as normal as me about this
Obligatory Viktor reaction:
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starlooove · 23 days
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No bc fuck tim but it really really bothers me how people ignore his growth like he used to be an asshole and I’ll give tim Stans one thing: now he’s so so so stale but what I disagree with is that this staleness is bc nobody likes him like it’s in fact the exact opposite where everyone likes him so much they dont want to do anything. Even when it’s him surface level challenging Bruce it’s when everyone else is doing it too; but he’s still the backbone of the fam! Etc. and it’s so irritating bc him gaining more compassion and empathy even for people he doesn’t fw is so fun to watch and that’s why the captain boomerang thing was so out of character! (Not in a from the author way but in a tim wouldn’t do that and he and Bruce both knew it which is why it went down like it did. Same way dick killing joker was ooc; not in fanon sense but in a he would hate himself forever for this sense) and speaking of that it’s such an interesting mirror to Bruce who genuinely believes that everyone can grow vs Tim’s it doesn’t matter if they grow it’s not my decision to make like it’s the same but it’s not AND WITH CASS’ IT DOESNT MATTER IF THEY CHOOSE NOT TO GROW I WONT DO IT! like ugh. And anyways even when people acknowledge it they boil it down to “Janet and Jack taught him that the capitalist pigs that they are” like no. This is who tim was. Tim was the kind of guy who’d blame a dead kid for dying. That’s ok. Also Janet and Jack? Please reread anything involving them that’s not a fic like Jack had anger issues and they were both aloof at worst like relax.
#the Jack and Janet thing is both an understatement and an exaggeration but I don’t think anyone reads enough to care#some tim stan might get all pissy and be like ‘no look this is everytime jack yelled at him and boarding schools are abusive’ to which#and its like narratively that means nothing bc the tim you made up to justify the Drake parents you made up by blowing shit out of#proportion is also made up and if all of that was abusive there’d be smth to show for it besides ur homophobic Jack#too girlboss to care but still terrible Janet bc god forbid a woman have a personality from ur fics#anyways that’s also the reason I’m ignoring the council of spiders#well two reasons#first is that was just a moment to make tim look cool and did absolutely nothing for him or his character moving on#like at all#I’d say it fucked with his previous established dislike of killing for his own reasons#and while that COULD be interesting it’s not bc they didn’t do shit with it#and fanon doesn’t do fun shit with it either#nothing about how tim in his most manic state did shit he doesn’t want to remember shit he’d HATE other ppl for#just “’remember what I did to ur base Ra’s? mess with me again and see what I do next 😼’#like ok can you be real and genuine?#anyways I think#AND NOT IN A HATER WAY#Tim would benefit from being humbled#like genuinely I detest the world can’t move without tim running it but the idea that tim thinks that way is so good to me#and#I think next step being him realizing that’s not true would be a BIG push for his character#bc like I said tim Stans are right in the fact that he’s stale as hell rn#but that’s bc there’s nothing to say bc there’s nowhere to go! y’all want a tim action story where he shows off how badass he is reread#the Bruce quest and maybe it’ll remind you he’s not ceo lmao but anyways there’s nothing internal to say about him atp bc nobody wants to#say anything that’s not propping him up. same with Bruce! Gotham war was such a copout but it’s like ppl are saying he’s stale and it’s bc#god forbid he makes a lasting fumble. and I’m not under the illusion this is new I’m just saying it’s weird that fandoms not clocking it#anywayyys I really do like thinking about the No killing rule and how different it manifests for each perosn#like the way each distinct difference tells u so much about them#UGH ONLY SLIGHTLY RELATED BUT DUUUUUKE BEING LIKE IDGAF ABOUT GUNS LIKE UR SO REAAAL#anyways enough tim positivity for today FUCK THAT NIGGA!
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feelisia · 2 years
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Very elegant, badass lady Songfell fic is just golden 💯
Belongs to @ikustioa @songfell-ut
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envyadams-vs-me · 10 months
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I had this werid thought of like stranger things au where they find an open gate that looks like it's been abandoned for years. Then as the party™ is getting ready to go through, with the supervision of the adults and teens, a kid comes crashing through the gate as if thrown through.
It's a teenager, nobody knows who this kid is, but they're claiming to be lost and looking for their dad.
Long story short the kid that came through is from the future, (idk when in the future, maybe just 2023 cause I'm basic???) and claims to be the adopted kid of Steve and Eddie.
Naturally chaos ensues as they try and find a way to get the kid back to their own time line and find a way to close the gate.
Or alternatively someone from the party stumbles through the gate and ends up at a nice cabin. They meet a kid their age (or younger? Older??) and end up staying the afternoon for some lemonade and cookies.
Eventually the party member starts to notice that there are some appliances they don't recognize, like the Bluetooth speaker or the flat screen in the living room. As they're exploring the house, with a tour from the kid that lives there, they see pictures of the party on almost every wall and they start to freak out a little bit.
Eventually learning they're in the future and they don't know how that happened.
Idk I guess my question is: would anyone read this???? Like is this an intriguing idea?
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hauntedpearl · 4 months
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anyway you guys should read this fic it has CHARMED me and I haven't stopped thinking about the ending since last night.
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concernedbrownbread · 4 months
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notes I wrote for an old fic are insane. It'll be like, a 3,000 word essay dedicated to a singular theme that no one will pick up on, and then the it'll be like "she does the thing" and there is no context whatsoever.
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yonemurishiroku · 1 year
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Please I can’t-----💀💀💀
Oh, Bone Child, Born of Dead Flesh- Must you eat the crayons? (chapter 5) - by Nite_Python 
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i hate the plot of svetlana and her father/husband, but i saw it as an opportunity to reflect upon her character, her little milkovich child, her relationship with fatherhood, mickey and his involvement in yevgenys life.
obs. I'm NOT saying in any way that I believe Mickey has the obligation to raise Yevgeny as he didn't choose to engage in the sexual relation that led to Yev's conception.
svetlana and fatherhood
what was all of that about stevlana and her dad? i finished shameless and i still dont totally get it. was she really married? i believe so cause none of her other marriages were legal. how did that happened? what is her dad like? when she married her russian husband? just everything seemed rushed and i wish he had more info about it.
either way, I remember she said once to mickey that she named their kid after her father and hes like "didnt the bastard fucking sold you as a sex slave for like 300 dollars" (which I think is really nice cause that means she shared with him that information voluntarily) to which she responded something like "yes but still he had some good in him". later she says to kev that she supported her father and all that cause she owned him for taking care of her until she was like idk nine years old and could take care of herself and i remember seeing someone here saying it is probably because in russia is really common for the father to abandon his children so the fact he stuck around means a lot to her.
it all makes me believe that the image of a father is of importance for svetlana. doesn't that means that she would want mickey to be involved in their childrens life then? i mean he was for a while as she forced him to until his boyfriend kidnapped her children and babys father went to jail and then she held back and i understand it i totally do but now that they have all growned up and gallavich is a somewhat resonable couple with somewhat legal jobs and somewhat living an honest life wouldn't she want them in her and more specifically her childrens life again?
svetlana and mickey
noel once said in an interview for s5 that he believes that in some ways Svetlana is perfect for Mickey cause shes strong where hes not and she complements him, and i believe that too. at the beginning every time shes onscreen she looks scared as shit truly frightened but as the episodes go on and they interact more it seems like she can perceive how small and frightened mickey is under all that bad boy facade and she grows upon him and then they get in a fighting-friendly-respect-disrespect relation in which they recognize each other somehow, and than that went sideways after the whole yev kidnap. mickey probably thought he was wrong thinking he could ever play family, that he could ever be any different and be something other than a fucked up in the kids life, that hes not up to being a parent and that theyre better off without him and make them go away; he chooses to take care of ian instead of his family by s5 end when he said svetlana could leave if she wasn't accepting ian coming back to their house after kidnap episode.
fact is svetlana and mickey found themselves in challenging situations simultaneously. svet was an undocumented immigrant who resorted to prostitution as her only means of survival, while mickey grappled with complex issues involving his love life, sexuality, and the pressure to conform to his fathers expectations, leading a life he didnt desire. despite these difficulties they shared the experience of becoming parents at a young age which significantly altered the course of their lives and their relationship. they were both the source of pain and the potential for each other's salvation. their relationship was fraught with difficulties as mickey treated svet poorly, refusing to acknowledge her as his wife despite her longing for the american dream through marriage and family, which she quite fought for at the beginning when she seemed to hope he would eventually love her (she was gentle and submissive and played perfect little wife). instead, he agreed to fulfill a fatherly role, and they supported each other superficially, lacking a deeper connection. for mickey, lana was an instrument to appease his father while simultaneously being a painful remark of everything he wasnt and didnt want to be, all while introducing complications into his relationship with Ian.
even with all the differences they faced, they had a lot in common, as they both were young and trying to survive, living lifes they didnt choose, the whole respect for their piece of shit fathers that they shared, the fact theyre both queer, how they dont trust others and try not to rely on no one and solve things with their hands and they both have bad manners and dirty mouths and take aggressive approaches to solve their problems and are always scheming and find hard to change their nature. they have a lot in common and they got to find that out while living together and fighting each other, trying with effort to shape one another so they would comply to play the role and accommodate to the life each was expecting to build. svetlana made mickey take off the nazi posters he had as is stated in s3 finale and would threaten and blackmail him into doing what she wanted during s4, and he would do his best to fight her by trying to scare her with threats and make her submissive holding her in an inferior place by diminishing her and calling her names in s4 until they grow to a somewhat peaceful relation in s5 even including ian.
them as a throuple happy family worked for a while and i mean i doubt she has anyone even as close as a colleage in her life right now she doesnt trust easily and v and kev are out of scene and she is married to that rich guy etc. so having a friendly relation with mick again seems like doable? desirable even maybe for her? at that time by s5 they were both dealing with illegal jobs and svet was raising her kid barely by herself and mick was using A LOT of drugs like pills and drinking and cocaine and crack i think and still they made it work for a while so only imagine what they could do now that theyre both at their best.
after s11
also, she is married to that rich dude but its a fact that hes not going to live longer and i know my girl is smart svet did her thing secured that bag stole and gained and got what she could but the plot said that the marriage was under the regime of separation of property meaning she isnt going to get any goods after her hushbands death and probably is not going to have contact with her husbands family cause theyre not close so not only she will have freedom but she will be lonely right. until she finds her a wife at least.
I know the importance of family isnt for the milkovichs what it is for the gallaghers and that yev came as result of an abuse relation, but mick didnt seem to take that on the child once he was born and he was taking care of him, he didnt seem to resent him or hate him or see terry and be hurt by it. i mean he does process trauma in such unexpected unexplained ways that i cant really vision how he trully feels about yev, other than how he rejected fatherhood in s4 and his comments with ian in s11 about not believing he can be a good parent, but s5 in the police station theres a lot of "hes a good kid" from the officer and mickey holding and kissing yev only to take care of ian as debbie hold yev on the passager seat in the way home that was made on purpose and i perceive it as he likes yev but hes afraid to break him. idk if there could ever be the same feeling that lip has with fred, of wanting to be a better father for him than he ever had. thats probably not micks thing. but i can see him at some point wanting to know about yev, and who he became, what is he like, and bonding with him, even more so cause hes not bad with kids they would hit it right away. probably a more friendly bond than father son tho. as for ian, there is that deleted scene of him visioning him mick svet and yev as a happy family and even thought he was maniac i think that came from the heart hes good with kids and he wants a family with mick and he lived a nice life with svetlana and he said to fiona he loves yev.
headcanons
there is the fact that svetlana probably never talk about mick and never went to see him anymore onscreen cause mick might probably not be babys dad but i like to think yev really is a milkovich just because they reproduce like fucking rabbits and i think thats really funny. also the beggining of s6 makes it clear he had done jobs from inside jail before so that he could get commissary money and svet could raise yev with her share, so s6e1 states they somewhat worked together which leads to suppose svetlana and mickey hold a friendly relationship even after they fight cause ian kidnapped yev and mick kind of kicked her out their house, AND since she asks ian to accompany her in the visit shes ok with him too it seems. ALSO not only i think is reasonable to assume they kept in contact for a while when he was inside and only got some distance as she was building her life with her relationship with kev and v and the allibi and he started getting involved in dangerous stuff with the mexicans (since in theory she visited him with divorce papers), i truly believe they only cut off contact completely when he told her he was leaving for mexico cause i mean he told terry i truly believe he told her too.
like i know a lot of people want galladads but i just see it as unresonable they came out of jail theyre traumatized and never done therapy ian fucking stole a baby and that baby was under micks supervision they fucking suck thats the true!! and i would kind like to see them taking responsibility for yev and bonding somewhat. just imagine what kind of parenting that kid would have hes probably unhinged since his parents are freaks. also i think that the more your parents control a kid the more they want to be a rebel (karen-like) and since he was raised by horrible people he is probably the opposite, really calm and mature for his age etc kind of like liam. hes also probably smart since he had a good education and speaks a lot of languages like svet, and aggressive but not fist like? i can vision it, mick telling him about what he was up to when he had yevs age and them playing videogames and mick like spitting on the floor or idk trying to teach him how to fillet a fish and yev totally disgusted by it cause hes a rich little motherfucker and then yev enthusiastically trying to explain the last robotic ethics article he read and is really excited about and making science fiction comparisons so that mick can understand it. OH ALSO also i believe yev is really into the fact hes half russian and knows a lot about its culture and all and wants mick to know more about ukraines and eat their food and know their history and learn their langague and that makes mick PISSED i just know it.
#!: ☆ other posts of mine include: shameless hot takes ; shameless x arctic monkeys ; gallavich x this velvet glove ; shameless moodboards ; shameless playlists ; saddest character ending: karen
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sweetheartsnips · 6 months
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Blood and Snow
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Prompts: Rexsoka Monthly October '23 Prompt 1 Body Heat and Prompt 2 Monstober
Rating: Mature /18+/ Minors DNI
Warnings: GRAPHIC DEPICTIONS OF VIOLENCE, gore, body horror, blood (it's in the title), clone deaths, Star Wars x Predator Crossover, just general yucky violence, scary predator from predator franchise
Wordcount: 2.5k
Summary: Rex and Ahsoka Tano, in hiding after the turmoil of Order 66, are on a mission to investigate a number of suspicious clone deaths on the remote Imperial Barton 4 outpost. Little do they know, there are far more dangerous things in the galaxy than what they realise.
A/N: Alright so this is my fic that combines both of the October prompts (Body Heat and Monstober) for Rexsoka Monthly! Another warning this fic describes gore and violence quite graphically so if that is not something you are interested in please do not read this. This is a little bit late and slightly rushed and not edited too well so apologies in advance. Happy reading!
Read on Ao3 here
He desperately fiddled with his commlink to try and send off a distress signal, but their outpost was too remote. The being was grotesque, even through its invisibility cloak. Mayday had encountered many foreign species throughout his service, but none as savage as this. Its transparent broad frame towered over clones, its talons tearing them apart as if they were a blade through bandages. Any blaster bolt the beast wore seemingly had no effect, bar the iridescent glowing green ‘blood’ oozing from each wound that revealed itself through a glitch in its transparent armour. As a commander, he was supposed to provide his men with orders to complete a mission. Here, it seemed as if the only mission was to survive, but before the monster for which they were prey, no order he could issue would be successful. 
The two troopers either side of him continued to fire helplessly at the beast, who revealed itself as it closed the distance between itself and the clones. The helmets of two troopers were held in each large hand, heads still intact, their spines dangling below. 
 It was a monster. Green, scaly skin hugged the muscular frame of the beast, with long, tentacle-like dreadlocks reaching down its exposed chest. Thick metal vambraces with a number of flickering lights and buttons wrapped its forearms, but it wore no other armour, other than a codpiece. A mask resembling a skull hid the upper portion of its face - if it had a face. Below it, four abominable fangs the same length as its talons framed each corner of its jaw, twitching as it examined the clones before it. It made a number of echolocative clicking sounds before pressing a button on its vambrace that activated a stream of triangular lasers that centred themselves on the clones before it. 
Mayday had never felt this type of fear in all his years as a soldier. Fear that he would die a brutal death. Fear that he would be dismembered. Fear that his bones would be kept as a trophy. The lasers fixed on the torsos of the three clones as the two troopers began to scream, pure terror in their cries. All three were too terrified to move, they would probably die either way. 
The familiar sound of a commlink rang out, but could not be heard beneath the screams of the men. The lights of the lasers on each of their chests were replaced with bullet wounds that  tunnelled through flesh in their wake.  
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“I didn’t think Barton 4 got much traffic”, Rex uttered, fiddling with the controls.
Rex felt slightly queasy as the ship exited hyperspace. A familiar feeling, but something else about this planet was making him feel off.
“Well, we’ll see about that”, Ahsoka exhaled, taking a seat in the co-pilot’s chair. 
They had received a distress signal on an old Republic channel from the remote Barton 4. Other than the Empire’s cargo depot and its accompanying clone personnel, the planet was largely uninhabited, aside from some scattered non-sentient species. What made this mission so unsettling was the rumours circulating the empire channels concerning a mysterious number of deaths of clones who were taking watch on the depot’s cargo. The empire had attributed said deaths to both the harsh conditions of the planet and raiders, but Rex and Ahsoka felt otherwise. This situation was only made more urgent once they had received the distress signal. 
“Ahsoka, are you sure it was a good idea for you to take on this mission? There are clones working this outpost, clones that may still have their chips active.” Rex asserted, “You don’t have your lightsabers anymore. I wouldn’t want anything to happen to you…”, he trailed off, blushing and breaking eye contact when he realised what he said. 
A familiar smirk escaped Ahsoka’s lips, “Don’t worry Rex, I can look after myself. Besides, I have you watching my back”, she smiled, her hand coming to rest upon Rex’s shoulder as he focussed on piloting the ship into the atmosphere. 
The last few months had been rough on them both. Seeing Ahsoka smile was a sight for sore eyes, but it did little in terms of settling Rex’s nerves. Ahsoka could sense his anxiety both through the force and through their close bond that had developed since Mandalore. 
“Rex, there may be clones at this outpost with their chips still active, but they are still your brothers. Men like Gregor, and Clone Force 99. They are still good men that still can be saved”, Ahsoka consoled, her gaze softening, “There are more dangerous things out there than clones”.
Rex sighed, his shoulders sinking, “I know, ‘Soka. Let’s just hope those rumours aren’t entirely true”. 
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“I can’t pinpoint the signal’s origin in these conditions”, Rex said, powering down the ship. “We might have to make the rest of the journey next rotation.” 
Ahsoka’s brow furrowed, peering through the ship’s small windows that struggled to sneak a glimpse of the landscape that was oh-so snow covered and victim of relentless winds.  A strange hum in the force reverberated around her montrals from outside the ship. 
“You think these conditions will subside overnight?”, Ahsoka questioned, turning to Rex and beckoning to the snowstorm outside. 
Meeting her eyes, Rex’s gaze softened, “Regardless, you need some down time. We’ll stay on the ship. I’ll take first watch.” 
Ahsoka’s eyes slowly dropped from Rex’s eyes down to his thighs, his armour gripping the tight muscles as he sat. Aware of her lingering eyes, Rex’s hands that lay atop his thighs opened to invite her to take a seat. Her gaze rose to meet his velvety amber eyes, her eyes asking for permission rather than her lips. 
Rex nodded, inhaling her scent as she moved upon him, sweet yet not overpowering, delicate yet distinct. They spent rotations on end in the cockpit together, yet her presence never ceased to excite him. His hands wrapped around her waist as he pulled her into his lap, the pads of his fingers tugging at the seams of her jumpsuit, Ahsoka letting out a snort as she settled.
“Rex”, Ahsoka asserted, trying to maintain a serious look, “You said it yourself, I need some downtime, and you need to take watch”.
“Whatever you want”, Rex’s voice barely audible as he began to nip at Ahsoka’s neck, her skin running much warmer than usual, a welcoming sensation in the cold crisp air of the  cockpit. Her warmth blanketed him as she settled in his lap, a relaxed hum emanating from her chest. 
“I thought you were meant to feel the cold worse, ‘Soka”.
“Not when I’m around you,”  Ahsoka smiled. Her chest was flush against his, her legs either side of his hips, her heat resting atop a developing bulge in his lap. Ahsoka reached her arms around his neck to stroke the spiky blond hairs. 
“Maker, you’re so beautiful”, Rex whispered. Ahsoka’s breath fanned over him, her lips parted, her warmth and scent drawing him into a deep kiss. 
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“Ahsoka”. 
Her lashes fluttered, the hazy silhouette of Rex in his armour towering over her slowly revealing itself. 
“Ahsoka, wake up”.
She rose from her rest in the co-pilot’s chair, rubbing her eyes as she tried to make sense of the ship’s surroundings through its windows.
“What is it, Rex?”, she groaned, stretching her neck. Not exactly the most comfortable sleep, she thought to herself. 
“I couldn’t run a scan when we landed, there’s too much interference. Once a scan managed to get through, it picked up a singular lifeform circling our ship a few times before it simply…” He trailed off, “It uhhh, disappeared off of the scan”.
“What do you mean it disappeared? I’m sure it’s nothing to worry about”, she brushed his concern away, waving her hand at him.
“In any case, I think we should start to make our way to the outpost. These conditions could take a turn if we sit tight for too long”, Rex asserted, grabbing Ahsoka’s snowsuit and handing it to her.
“Is it morning already?”, she whined, “I thought you were meant to take first watch, not stay up all night!” 
“You needed the rest.” He shrugged, turning to grab his bucket, ready to head out into the harsh winds outside. 
Ahsoka rolled her eyes, “Fine.”
After getting themselves appropriately dressed for the bitter, biting cold, they unlocked the ship’s doors and began to head in the general direction of the signal’s origin. 
“What a strange place to have an outpost”, Ahsoka yelled, trying to make her voice audible over the howling winds. She turned over her shoulder to see how far the ship was to gauge how the snowstorm would impede their vision. They had only been slowly trudging through the thick snow for a minute or two, but the ship was nowhere to be seen. 
She turned to continue to follow Rex but paused to see him frozen in his tracks - maybe literally. 
“Rex, what is it?”, she called, ploughing through the snow to meet him at his side.
A trio of snow vultures fled, flapping their wings in the wind. The sight of what was before them made her stomach churn. Some sort of creature - what creature it was was no longer discernible - mutilated, no, butchered was more fitting, it’s blood and entrails painting the snow beneath it. Ahsoka and Rex were soldiers, they were not foreigners to gruesome sights or corpses of the like, but this? This was something else. This display looked as if it had been meticulously carried out, the creature’s skin had been expertly separated from its body and laid out beside what was left. Something else was missing though, the creature's skull and spinal column was nowhere to be seen. Ahsoka could feel the warmth of the corpse through the force despite the freezing temperatures of the snow beneath. This had happened recently. They both had encountered some strange species before, but this type of predatory behaviour was very strange. She felt herself pale, suddenly feeling both very ill and disturbed.
“Ahsoka, what in the blazes is that?”, Rex croaked, hardly audibly. 
Ahsoka’s brow creased, “I’m not sure, Rex”, she said emptily, “I’ve seen stories about a mysterious creature in the Jedi archives”, she paused, “These creatures are believed to travel the galaxy searching for prey to hunt for sport as a form of coming-of-age ritual, keeping bones of their prey as trophies”. 
Rex panicked, “So was this creature the prey? Are we going to be prey?”. Before Ahsoka could respond, a sickening realisation occurred to him. “Ahsoka, could this be what has happened to the clones at the outpost?” 
Ahsoka let out a deep sigh, pain in her voice, “That may be the case”.
That thought of Rex’s brothers being butchered for fun and their body parts kept as trophies deeply enraged and disturbed him. 
“What do we do ‘Soka, could that be the creature that was near the ship on the scans? How do we kill it?”. 
Her brow furrowed, “They are fabled to have very advanced weapons…. Made to kill, but they have poor eyesight. They rely heavily on heat-vision”. 
“Won’t we stick out like a sore thumb on heat scopes in this cold?” Rex said, his voice full of concern.
Ahsoka nodded, “I hate to say it, but you will, I won’t. My blood naturally runs colder than yours, remember?” 
Ahsoka had been hunted before by Trandoshans some years ago, and in some ways she was still being hunted now by the Empire, but this was new, and she wasn’t sure what was worse. This was primal, there was a predator and they were the prey, but Ahsoka had a plan.
“Rex, if we have any chance of getting off of this rock we have to defeat this thing. I’m sorry, but you’re going to have to be the bait, it can’t see me.” She winced at her own words, a look of fear washing over Rex’s normally stoic facade. 
Rex swallowed and nodded, he would do anything for her, even if it meant endangering his own life, but he trusted her with exactly that. He had since she was a padawan. 
His musings over her were interrupted by a series of clicking sounds behind him. He slowly turned to see the creature Ahsoka had described. It was grotesque. Its yellow-green muscular chest painted in blood, rising and falling as it breathed, its face - or lack thereof, fixated on Rex. A series of weapons were clasped in its belt, accompanied by several large talons on his hands. Rex swiftly drew his blasters from their holsters, the predator taking this as it's cue to charge at Rex. Before it’s monstrous form could reach him, Ahsoka reached out into the force, separating the being’s mask from its head. 
The creature let out a roar and lunged towards where Rex was standing merely seconds prior, falling in a heap. Panting, it gathered its sheer size and stood, disgusting sniffling sounds emanating from its exposed face as it tried to sense where either of them were, blind without its heat vision. Before it could recenter itself, Ahsoka leapt onto the creature from behind,  her swift hands wrapping themselves around the hilt of a blade it kept on its back. It let out a number of grotesque screams as it desperately tried to shake her off, but before it could, Ahsoka had unsheathed the creature’s blade and was in front of it, ready in a stance that was reminiscent of when she wielded a lightsaber. Rex observed, blasters ready as it lunged several times at her. Ahsoka evaded each one, her blade clashing with the creature’s vambraces several times before she called upon the force to push it back, causing it to stumble on its feet. Seeing her opening, she acted swiftly and with precision. The blade severed through the creature's midsection, and the monster collapsed, its weight forcing the blade to slice up through its chest. Ahsoka held the blade in place, adrenaline pumping through her veins, as the predator let out one last blood-curdling cry that echoed through the landscape, even above the deafening winds. 
Ahsoka exhaled, her shoulders falling with relief, it had all happened so quickly. Rex was at her side instantly, one hand on her shoulder, the other holding a blaster pointed at the creature’s unmasked head. Minutes of silence passed before either of the two spoke.
“‘Soka, are you alright?” Rex pleaded, Ahsoka finally turning to meet his gaze.
“I’m fine, Rex.” She let out softly, worry still plaguing her voice, “Thank you for trusting me.” 
“You don’t have to thank me, Ahsoka,” He shook his head, one hand still resting on his shoulder, the other palm over his heart, “I trust you with my life. I am more concerned about your safety than anything else, I love you more than anything else, Ahsoka”.
“I love you too, Rex”.
He pulled her into a warm embrace, arms wrapping around her waist, her head coming to rest on his shoulder. They stayed like that for a while, sharing body heat in the freezing cold that blanketed them, before Ahsoka pulled herself free.
“Rex, let’s finish the mission. Let’s go and see if we got to that thing before it got to your brothers".
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gelatosushix · 1 year
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Second chapter of my newest Royai fic is out, after many tribulations. Check it out if you’re in the mood for some post Promised Day secretly-engaged-Royai vs the world.
Title: Show me a hero
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood & Manga, Fullmetal Alchemist (Anime 2003), Fullmetal Alchemist - All Media Types
Relationship: Riza Hawkeye/Roy Mustang
Tags: God help me how do I tag this without spoiling it, Established Relationship, Secret Relationship, Forbidden Love, They are secretly engaged, Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, Post-Canon, Set after the Promised Day, Set in Central, Political tension, Period Typical Bigotry, Xenophobia, Coup against the Fuhrer, physical violence, Memories from the Ishvalan war, Mature Sexual Content, they love eachother, But it's them versus the world, There's not much comfort in the first part of the fic, but it does get better.
Summary: As the Ishvalan conflict still casts a shadow over Central even six years after the Promised Day, Mustang and Hawekey are violently separated hours before Mustang is meant to be finally named Fuhrer. Now, Hawkeye is desperately searching for a man she's not sure is still alive, while Mustang still waits for a woman he's been told is dead.
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songofstrawhats · 3 months
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-lies on floor- i finished wano good night
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