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roguerambles · 6 months

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MK Alluring Sorceress!Reader Intros

Mortal Kombat - Female Reader x Multiple

Okay, so I've been on a fighting game kick recently and under the influence of a certain someone (*cough* check out @icy-spicy she's awesome *cough*) I've been looking into a lot of Mortal Kombat.

I've also seen a bunch of these "Reader Intros" kicking around and wanted to try my hand at some!

I'm picturing Reader as a sorceress, a bit of a wild card, not really good or bad, but is determined in achieving her own goals. Pretty and clever and alluring and well aware of it too. I might try and do something with her if I can find the muse haha.

This is just sort of me experimenting a bit, I don't know if I'll try more.

Enjoy the rambles!

Shang Tsung vs Reader

Shang Tsung: "We have much in common, you and I."

You: "I'm prettier, smarter and more powerful than you."

Shang Tsung: "Let's agree to disagree, my dear."

Shang Tsung: "Your skills are impressive."

You: "You hardly need to tell me that."

Shang Tsung: "But they pale before a true master."

Shang Tsung: "Your charms are no match for my power."

You: "I will enjoy seeing you on your knees, Shang Tsung."

Shang Tsung: *laughs* "I confess to thinking the same thing."

Shang Tsung: "Submit, and I will give you anything you desire."

You: "Funny, I was just about to say the same to you."

Shang Tsung: "Perhaps we may both yet win."

Kuai Liang vs Reader

Kuai Liang: "The Lin Kuei will not bow to your whims."

You: "You will soon enough, handsome."

Kuai Liang: "Hmph."

Kuai Liang: "Does your magic protect you from the cold?"

You: "I find body heat a more enjoyable method for all involved."

Kuai Liang: "Your charms will not protect you from me."

Kuai Liang: "You seek the secrets of the Lin Kuei?"

You: "Tell me, and my gratitude will heat that cold blood of yours, Kuai Liang."

Kuai Liang: "Only if you prove worthy."

Kuai Liang: "Your recklessness will be your undoing, sorceress."

You: "Kuai Liang, are you flirting with me?"

Kuai Liang: "Draw your own conclusions."

Jax Briggs vs Reader

Jax: "You wanna share what you're up to this time?"

You: "We could share many things, Major Briggs."

Jax: "Not when I'm on the clock."

You: "Just how good with those arms are you?"

Jax: "Surrender peacefully, and I'll show you."

You: "Ooh, Major Briggs..."

Jax: "You don't want this."

You: "On the contrary, I want you quite a bit."

Jax: "Now you're just trying to make me blush."

You: "There are so many other ways we could get physical."

Jax: "I'm listening."

You: "Come closer and I'll tell you..."

Shao Khan vs Reader

Shao Khan: "Join my concubines."

You: "I do not play second fiddle, Shao Khan."

Shao Khan: "I do enjoy a jealous woman..."

Shao Khan: "A woman like you deserves a man like me."

You: "I could use a man like you at my beck and call."

Shao Khan: "Ha! I like your fire!"

You: "Kneel before me, Shao Khan."

Shao Khan: "I kneel before nobody."

You: "You will beg for me in time."

Shao Khan: "You cannot resist me for long."

You: "Sounds as though you are the one who cannot forget me..."

Shao Khan: "You will be mine!"

Johnny Cage vs Reader

Johnny: *whistle* "Where the hell did you come from?"

You: "Your wildest fantasies, handsome."

Johnny: "Damn, I am in trouble."

Johnny: "Any chance we skip the fight and go grab a coffee?"

You: "Surrender, and I promise you won't regret it."

Johnny: "That's really damn tempting, I won't lie."

You: "Serve me, and I can offer you rewards beyond your greatest imaginings."

Johnny: "You're killing me here, sweetheart."

You: "Not yet."

Johnny: "You don't steal souls, do you?"

You: "Why don't you come closer and find out?"

Johnny: "...well mark me down as scared and horny..."

Liu Kang vs Reader

Liu Kang: "You must temper your desires before they consume you, sorceress."

You: "You should indulge in desire before you wither, monk."

Liu Kang: "...that felt a little uncalled for."

You: "I would hate to ruin that pretty face, Liu Kang."

Liu Kang: "We need not be adversaries."

You: "Alas, you persist in getting in my way."

You: "We could work well together, Liu Kang."

Liu Kang: "Perhaps, if you would exercise a little more self-control."

You: "I could teach you to loosen up, to begin with..."

You: "How is Kitana doing, these days?"

Liu Kang: "Oh, she...she is well."

You: "Oh, look at you blush! Such a lucky girl."

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pablitogavii · 11 months

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can you do an image in Ibiza and reader sends gavi like a lingerie photo or a spicy text while at dinner with the boys and he can’t control himself and when you get home he punishes you (smut)

Spicy Text

What a good idea ;))

Obv SMUT ahead!!

Your POV

When Pablo invited me to go to the dinner with him and the boys, I gladly declines since I knew Aurora wasn't going and I didn't feel like being the only girl.

"Are you sure you don't want me to stay amorcito?" he asked me like a thousand times until I pushed him outside of that door myself telling him to go have a fun night with his friends.

I was never one of those girls who needed to be by her man 24/7 but tonight when he was gone, I started missing him a little extra...if you know what I mean ;)

I was guilty of checking out some of those fan edits they made and let me tell you they make a girl excited..especially when she has the real thing in her bed every night..and I really needed him in this bed right now!!

I peeked through the door of our bedroom seeing that Aurora was asleep in the living room before pulling a new lingerie I got before vacation from my suitcase and putting it on..I had an intersting idea pop into my mind.

I checked myself out in the mirror smiling before grabbing my phone and taking a quick pic before texting Pablo.

amorcito: the room is so cold without you papi ;)) sent pic

I smirked to myself and not even a second later he opened it and started typing. It surely came as a surprise but I knew he will save that photo onto his phone(even though he would deny it!).

pablitoo: i'm weak nenaaa!! why do you look so good!???

I smirked at his text knowing that playing with fire like this will only get me into trouble later but not being able to resist it..it was way too much fun to play with him like this.

amorcito: it's the new one just for you papi ;)

pablitoo: stop playing with me nena!!

I knew it! He was getting frustrated and I was enjoying myself way too much to stop right now..come whatever punishment ;))

amorcito: or what??

pablitoo: or i'm gonna rip that off your beautiful body and make you regret making me hard!

Fuck!! He was just as needy as me right now..maybe if I keep pushing he comes home earlier??

amorcito: show me how hard you are papi..

pablitoo: it hurts me soo much preciosa.. sent pic

You chuckled at his secret picture of his pants that showed clear bulge that made your thighs close in anticipation...fuck he was so beautifully hard right now!!

amorcito: if you were here right now, I would...

pablitoo: you would what princesa?? ;)

I knew not replying would only make him angrier and that hopefully makes him come back and 'punish' me in his special ways.

pablitoo: amor??

pablitoo: you can't get me going like this and then ignore me!

I chuckled turning off my phone putting it on charger before heading to the shower..well that was certainly fun!

Pablo's POV

Joder!! She did not just turn me on and then ignore my texts! She's playing with fire and I was on the verge to get into my car and teach her a proper lesson!

"Should we head to the club boys??" Mario said and but there was no way I was going anywhere with bulge in my shorts and my mind fixated on that lingerie hugging her body so perfectly..fuck, I needed her badly right now!!

"I'll pass. You go ahead" I said and they all gave me a suspicious look smirking amongst each other ready to tease me about being 'needy' for my girl but I knew they were just jealous..cabróns!

"I'll go back with you" Javi said and we separated with the rest getting into my car as I was speeding towards the villa holding my crotch so that he doesn't see the bulge. Damn it, pricnesa!

"Hermano, slow down or we won't make it home!" Javi said and I apologized although still trying my best to go through traffic quickly as we finally arrived to the villa.

"You're back so early!" Aurora greeted us at the door hugging Javi and smiling at me as I asked where my girl was.

"I heard the shower turn on when I woke up.." was all she said before i rushed towards our shared bedroom locking the door behind myself.

I came into the bathroom seeing that sexy body of hers in the shower surrounded by water and light fog that made the bulge in my pants only grow more.

I took off my clothes quickly (i didn't think I could do it so quickly before) before stepping in quietly and snaking my arms around her wet torso making her jump.

"Dios! What are you doing home so early cariño??" she played dumb but I could tell she was smirking behind my back as I turned her around grabbing her neck and making her look up at me with those dopey eyes.

"My naughty girl was misbehaving so I came to teach her a lesson.." my hold tightened but only enough to cause shivers before my lips slammed on hers as we devoured each other while water fell on top of us.

"I really needed you Pablito.." she whined and I knew she was trying to get herself out of trouble like always but I was not in the mood to show her any mercy tonight..tonight she will get what she deserves.

"So you thought teasing and then ignoring me is the way to go? Hm?" I pushed her against cold tiles roughly and she whined shaking ehr head while her hands touched my wet abs caressing them gently.

Fuck! she was driving me mad!!!

Your POV

I LOVED whenever he would get rough like this which is why I 'misbehave' ever so often waiting for him to tame me like only he can.

His hand around my neck while his mouth devoured mine was the definition of heaven when suddenly he pulled away looking down at me with a big smirk on his face.

"Since you didn't tell me what you would do if I was home..how about you show me instead.." he smirked pushing me into my knees and I felt my core drench at this while I looked at his long hard shaft.

I was about to grab it with my hands when he pulled back making me look up in confusion.

"What do you say princesa??" he smirked and I pouted nodding my head obediently. Last thing I needed was to push him too far and make him not allow me to cum tonight. I needed to give him all he wanted.

"Please, papi..let me suck your cock like a good girl" I said and he nodded his head petting my head while putting his cock into my mouth groaning when I hollowed my cheeks and started sucking him.

"Fuck yeah! Just like that princesa..show me why I shouldn't punish you" he groaned throwing his head back while I sucked him diligently feeling his dick pulse inside my mouth before swallowing all he would give me.

"Good girl!" he said rising my chin up and smiling down a t me before grabbing my body and taking me to our bed.

"Mm are you gonna make me cum now papi??" I bit my lips feeling more needy than before especially after tasting him a few seconds ago.

"Now you are going to cockwarm me until the morning..and if you behave and hold it, I might make you cum when we wake up" he said making me lay on my side and slipping inside of me while holding me tightly against himself.

"No...please papi! I was your good girl" I tried moving but his hold on my hips tightened and he held me in place.

"Good girls don't tease amor! And if you continue to whine like a brat, I won't let you cum for the whole damn vacation!" he threatened and I knew better than to take that chance nodding my head and keeping still while he kissed the side of my shoulder.

"That's mi niña buena..goodnight amorcito" he said getting comfy and I felt my walls contract around him.

"Night amor" I said closing my eyes...I couldn't wait for the morning! ;)

Damn! Pablito was mean to us :// but I hope you liked the story <3

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gamerwoman3d · 8 months

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Listen, if Ed Boon asked me to write official tie-in novel filth for Mortal Kombat, I would. I don't care if he sends a studio note that says "If you make Sub-Zero any gayer I'll rip your fucking head off," I'd still work for him. Who needs a head anyways. Love that guy.

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ideasarestuckinmyhead · 29 days

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Spicy Auron scenario of listener having him tied down and trying to get out while Rook teases him?

Tied down, lovingly.

Auron still wonders how he even got persuaded into doing this. Usually it's him tying down someone, but when looking at Rook he couldn't help but wonder what they'd do to him. So Auron accepted and showed Rook how to tie him properly, it was funny watching them try to tie him correctly. They got confused so many times, it was cute he'll admit.

"Dear, I should give you a class later. Wouldn't that be fun?" Giving a tease as he saw Rook roll their eyes at him trying to stay in command. After Rook finally tied him down correctly Auron saw their self pleased smirk. But it looked more sinister for him, since he was the one now at their mercy than the other way around usually. The ropes were high quality so it wasn't irritating his skin and he was in a simple sitting position on his knees with his hands behind him.

"Color?" Rook said as they sat in front of Auron waiting patiently in case they need to change anything. He smiled softly at them, "Green, don't worry Rook. I can handle anything you do to me." Confidence was filled in that sentence. But Auron was curious of what Rook would do to him, it gave him a thrill.

"What a good boy, so eager for me. Don't worry I won't go easy on you." A shiver went down his spine at the nickname they gave him. He felt a familiar twitch down in his groin, oh is that what they're going to do? Tease him? Well it's only fair since he does it all the it me to the-

"Really? That nickname-ah!" Auron felt his face burn a bit at the sudden moan he let out. Rook continued to gently rub the inside of his thigh, as the other played with his chest. Clearing his throat a bit he glared at Rook, who gave him a smile as they kiss his cheek.

"What a cute noise you made for me." A scoff is what they got for a reply. But it turned into a groan as Rook slowly traced a finger up to his groin. God, he's starting to see why they wanted to do this, Rook wanted revenge for all the times he messed with them. Rook lean in giving kisses to his neck while giving praises to him.

"You're so beautiful, you know? And your voiced is so enchanting, when you talk about your writing I love the smile it brings to your face." Closing his eyes he felt all the love Rook was giving to him. Sadly the stroking they started on his cock was so slow as pleasure build bit by bit. Lovingly touching all over him, kissing his neck, sucking giving marks of love all over it for him.

"I really love your eyes; so cold to others, but loving when you glance at me. How I only wanted you to look at me only." Gasping slightly he locked eyes with Rook as they gazed lovingly at him. Rook quicken their pumping as they continued their words, "I love how you always cause a fire in me. Oh honest you are, telling me how you though to of me at your desk." Auron hunches over into their neck as he felt his high come.

But was ripped away when Rook let go of his cock. Auron was gasping for air as Rook lifted his head, "I've though of you too, you know?" Interest was peaked at those words as Rook added, "So many thoughts of you being rough, gentle, bending me over different surfaces, or even me bending you over. Wouldn't that be fun?" Auron's imagination started to play in his head of different scenarios and things him and Rook could do together.

Rook began to unzip their bottoms and take it off as they smiled at Auron. "I really did like it when you were a seat for me." Sipping into his lap they grind against him "Your so hard for me, what? Do you want me to fuck you?" Auron nodded at them as their grinding got harder. His moans filled his room, fuck they were so hot, they should do this more. "I didn't hear an answer, should I stop?" Was whispered in his ear.

"Don...Don't stop please...Yes, please fuck me." Slightly begging, this made Auron burn a bit. Rook nodded as they lifted themselves up and began to prepare to take him. Seems that it was going to be a long night for Auron.

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aliypop · 2 months

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Return To Sender : Chapter 3

Word Count: 2,134

Writers Note: Alright so here's part 3! @sissylittlefeather you'll love this!

Warning: Language

Pairing: POC OC x Elvis / OC x Jerry

Plot: It's 1968 and Natalya Dyer a divorcee and single mother is tasked to interview Elvis and Cecelia Presley at their humble mansion Graceland about their spicy relationship only to learn more about them as people.

Chapter 1 Chapter 2

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Memphis August 1968

The drive home wasn't long, but it was oh-so torturous. Every radio station had a love song playing. It made her feel warm and lovely and disgusting inside. Parking her 1961 station wagon in her driveway, she unlocked the door and picked up Jericho. Fumbling upstairs, she placed Jericho in his bed and kissed his forehead. She then went to her bedroom and got into her nightgown. She sighed, looking at the empty side of her bed. Natalya remembered when she'd have someone to come home to who wasn't just her son. She remembered how it was to feel an embrace, but those days were over. Or were they?

As the morning sun rose, Natalya paced around, making breakfast for her son as he came down groggy and in his school clothes, "Mama, do I have to go to school..." Jericho asked,

"Yes," She smiled,

"But why?"

"So you can be smart." She handed him orange juice,

"But why?"

"So you can graduate."

"But why?"

"So you can have a career." She sighed. Boy were eight-year-olds testy with questions.

"But wh-"

"Look, the bus is here!" She pushed him out the door, "LOVE YOU!" Was it too early for a glass of wine and a cigarette? She thought to herself until her delightful phone rang again. "The Dyer residence speaking," Natalya said, through her early morning I don't have coffee smile.

"Ah, Natalie darling."

"It's Natalya..."

"It's me, your boss, Mrs. Moon. Did you get the story?" She asked her, "Bit rude, no good morning?" Natalya said under her breath,

"Yeah, I did. But uh-"

"Good, send them over to me. I can't wait to read what the Presleys do." Mrs. Moon smirked, "Sure, they're a dirty, kinky couple." Natalya sighed. She wanted to break the news that she'd quit and sparked interest in other topics, "Oh, Ronald, right there!" Mrs. Moon said as Natalya shuddered,

"You know I was thinking about quitting..."

"Ah~ For what? You're the best we have. How are you going to support that girl of yours."

"Son, I have a son, and I know some people," Natalya smiled, sounding confident. Though in reality, she was scared, "Mmm, well, Zachary can cover your spot. And after you send that story. You're fired. Faster~ " Natalya was fuming, but it was what she wanted. Wasn't it? Hanging up the phone, she poured herself a glass of wine and contemplated drinking it. Her phone rang again,

"Natalya Dyer speaking..."

"YOU QUIT THE JOB I GOT YOU!"

"News travels fast in Cali, I see..." She laughed, "Daren, so lovely to hear from you." Her tone dripped with sarcasm. "This is why I should be raising our son..." He smirked as she laughed,

"Yeah, you'll teach him that cheating in life gets you everything."

"Very, funny Nat,"

"Anyway, what do you want..."

"Heard you've been hanging around Elvis and his wife."

"Yeah, I have. Is that a problem..." She asked. Her ex-husband was a huge fan, so huge that their son was named after one of his gospel songs, "Just wanted to know if you've been slutting yourself out to him,"

"Last I checked, I'm not you." Her pride was starting to crumble the more he talked, and she could feel how little he still thought of her, "It's been great being belittled by you, but I have to work."

"You have a-" He heard the dial tone as he cursed under his breath. A gut-wrenching scream left her body. She heard the shattering glass at Natalya's feet, hot tears down her face as the phone rang again,

"WHAT!"

"Hey... You, okay dear?"

"Who's this?"

"Names Midge, I'm with Valmos Sound. I was told by one of Elvis's Memphis men to call you."

"Jerry..." She said, a sound of laughter in her voice, "Y-Yeah, I was invited to come." She smiled,

"Well, you better get down here before they get here."

"Of course!"

"Is she coming?" Jerry asked, sounding like an excited kid, "I think so," Midge smirked, eating a sandwich her wife made her.

"Good, good, good," He nodded,

"You look like Elvis when he's waiting for Cecelia to finish a session." Midge joked as Jerry rolled his eyes,

"I do not..."

"Is Cece here yet?" Elvis asked pink roses in hand.

"She's setting up with the techs," Midge winked. As Jerry looked at Elvis, maybe Midge was right. Jerry couldn't get his mind off Natalya even if they didn't talk long. He just knew he needed to see her,

"Sugar lamb..."

"Don't talk to me..." Denise snarled

"Shit... She's late..." Midge sighed as she saw a woman walk in with a blue babydoll dress and yellow stockings, "Nat, thank God you're here!" Jerry smiled. Midge tried not to stare as she shook her head,

"First room on your left."

"Uh... What's going on?"

"You're interviewing Denise Valmos and Alfonso Reed." Elvis smiled, "Good luck."

"Wait, what!"

The air in the office was thick. as she sat by a table next to Denise and Alfonso, also known as two pioneers in their rightful genres.

"So what's this interview for?" Alfonso asked,

"My magazine..." Natalya said,

"What's it called?"

Shit...

Her brain went blank as she tried to think of a name. Some flew through, and others left,

"Well?"

"The Dyer Music Inquirer!" She blurted out, "We're new."

"Can't wait to read it." Denise smiled,

"So... Let's get started!" A few moments later, Natalya walked out of the office. She had completed the interview, and she hadn't noticed where she was walking until she heard a THUD.

"Hey, are you okay..."

"Uh..." Natalya looked up. It was Carlotta. She was as beautiful as she was in her pictures. Carlotta looked her up and down with a smirk as she did the same. Jerry, however, was worried. He couldn't compete with Carlotta. One could even say she'd drink him under the table,

"Hey Carlot-"

"Fuck off Presley..."

"Knock it off you two..." Cecelia sighed, "But she started it!" Elvis grumbled, "And you're my husband." She kissed his cheek. Natalya then stood there as Jerry walked over, "Nat."

"Jerry, I lied and said I had a magazine,"

"Okay..." He looked at her.

"I called it the Dyer Music Inquirer..."

"Catchy," He smiled, "What's the issue,"

"I have until next month to pull this shit together..."

"Well, then I'll take you to Beale Street." He smiled, "You wanna write about local artists, known artists?"

"Both,"

"Then meet me at the mansion?"

"You got it."

Natalya had been at Graceland in Cecelia's separate closet, sitting on the floor. "Cece-" Cecelia had made it her mission to get her dressed and ready as she was throwing outfits at her, "Try these on!" Natalya laughed, "I'm a mom..."

"So am I, but tonight, you are a journalist going out with a Memphis Mob member." She smirked, "Cece... I look like a Sharon Tate." She twirled in the dress as they laughed,

"Mmm... try this, "Cecelia handed her. Her two-piece orange outfit, "Too much skin..."

"You got a shape, so show it!" Cecelia recommended, "C..."

"Nat..." Cecelia smiled, "You're beautiful, and I mean this in the most straight way possible-"

"Straight isn't what Moon and Sun called that Ann-Margaret threesome," Natalya smirked as Cecelia laughed,

"God, I miss her..." Natalya sighed, "What? You aren't the only woman in her life." Cecelia laughed as she shook her head,

"Put this on! Ms. Nasty!"

"Takes one to know!" She stuck her tongue out. Walking out to Cecelia, she was wearing a turtle neck sweater, some jewelry, black hot pants, and boots. With a belt, "Hot mama!"

"You think so. I mean, it's not a date,"

"Definitely could be..." Elvis popped his head in as Cecelia blushed,

"It's not a date."

"Okay..." He nodded, "Say, uh, is Jericho allergic to anything?"

"Jell-O makes him throw up," Natalya mentioned,

"You sure he'll be fine?" Natalya asked, "He's playing with the horses," Cecelia smiled, "We'll treat Jericho like he's our third child," She hugged her,

"Now go have fun. You deserve it."

"E! C!..." Jerry asked,

"Upstairs," Joe responded. Jerry saw Jericho. Who was wrestling Jesse and Elaine as he laughed, "Alright. Jerry, be good." Jerry was confused as he saw Natalya, his mouth dropping open,

"You look nice, Mr. Schilling..." His jeans matched his Jacket, "You look amazing." He smiled, holding her hand and helping her down the steps. Her heart fluttered, but she tried to ignore it.

As the night progressed, Natalya interviewed every musician she could find. Jerry helped with pictures and anything else she needed. The streets were alive with music and culture. She had gotten lost in it all. This was home, not California, but this,

"That's Club Handy's"

"Can we go in?" Natalya asked.

"Yeah, I mean Cece's God uncle owns the place." He shrugged,

"You mean..."

"Mhmm." He nodded as they walked across the street and towards the guards,

"Stop right there..." Jerry sighed, "I-"

"I got this, Natalya Dyer of Moon and Sun." flashing her work card as they let her in,

"How'd you?"

"I'm still hired until I send that story in." She winked. Natalya and Jerry sat in a dark corner listening to music as he ordered a beer and some fries,

"Want anything?"

"Nah, I'm good." She smiled, "I'll be back." Jerry watched her get to work yet again. As he laughed, he was starting to see a life with her. "Okay, I think I got everything I needed," She took a bite out of his fries and sipped his beer,

"Thought you were good."

"Eh, I changed my mind. Women can do that, you know."

"Fiesty, you always like that?"

"Little bit, you always shy?"

"No, just respectful." He winked, "So, Memphis, huh?" He questioned as she nodded, "Yeah, I uh used to sing when I was younger, and said I'd move like my idols did," She laughed,

"Your idols?"

"Cecelia and Elvis and Cash,"

"Big fan?"

"Sons named after Joshua fit the battle."

"That makes sense." Jerry chuckled,

"What about you, you a fan?"

"Met him when I was 12 in 1954." He smiled, "Been friends ever since,"

"Aw, you're a baby, I was 19." She teased as Jerry rolled his eyes, "What are you like 2."

"I'm 28."

"I'm 33."

"And damn good-looking 33 you are." He joked as she blushed, "Made you smile," He held her hand, "Yeah, you did. I needed that." She smiled,

"I know you were on edge earlier,"

"My boss fired me, and my ex called me a slut basically..."

"Shit... I'm sorry." He paid for the tab, and they left out, "Don't apologize, you're better company anyways." Natalya grinned. The stars were out, and so were the lovers. As she continued to walk by his side, she noticed how beautiful he was. he was no Elvis, but he was someone she'd like to-

"So I was thinking...We could get your magazine published under EPE?"

"You mean..."

"I mean it. E's been thinking of going into publications, and why not try it with you?" He smiled, taking her by the hand and twirling her around as she laughed, "You're so kind." She blushed, music playing in the streets as he dipped her, "I get told that often," their eyes meeting as he began to let her lead,

"Sounds like it's going to rain..." Jesse said, tucked under the covers as Jericho was lying in Elaine's old twin bed, "Yeah..." Jericho sighed,

"You sound sad..." Jesse whispered,

"A little..."

"What's wrong?" Jesse asked, his head in his hands,

"My mama's not back yet..." Jericho mumbled, "Sometimes mama's and papa's go out for a long time." Jesse smiled,

"Why's that?"

"To do boring parent stuff." Jesse grinned, "But, hey! You can have my hound dog!" The thunder began to rumble as Jericho held the stuffed animal,

"Thanks, Jesse."

"Of course! You're my best friend!"

As the rain poured down, Jerry and Natalya got caught dancing in the street, the two getting drenched as he held her close to him swaying to the song cheek to cheek. Natalya was looking into his eyes as he was looking at her lips. He placed his hand on her cheek as she hummed. Her eyes were closed as she felt soft lips on her own. There was a spark, but she had to fight it. She tried to fight it, kissing back as she almost lost herself to only say.

"Friends don't do that..."

"Yeah, you're right,"

Driving back to Graceland, Natalya looked out the window, as Jerry sighed. He hoped he didn't ruin anything,

"Say, are you free next week?"

"I should be?" Jerry said,

"Good, uh, wanna help me with the magazine?"

"I'd like that." He smiled, "I'll bring some wine,"

"I'll buy ice cream." Natalya smirked,

"Deal."

PART 4 MAYBE?

#oc #fanfiction #new stuff #new #romance #elvis presley #elvis fanfiction #elvis x oc #introducing a new oc #cecelia valmos #60s elvis #Natalya dyer #68 comeback special #New oc #oc x jerry schilling #jerry schilling

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that-one-empty-skull · 6 months

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Got tagged by @dingbingbats

Rapid fire questions go

coke or pepsi? Bepsi :)

disney or dreamworks? Dreamworks have dragons so

coffee or tea? Coffee for utility tea for pleasure

books or movies? You can't make me choose

windows or mac? Windows, Mac scares me

dc or marvel? DC ig, I like Harlivy

x-box or playstation? PC and Nintendo consoles

dragon age or mass effect? Never played either of them

night owl or early riser? Born to night owl forced to early rise

cards or chess? Cards, I suck at chess :(

chocolate or vanilla? Depends, mostly chocolate though

vans or converse? Vans are more comfy but I love my Converse to death

Lavellan, Trevelyan, Cadash, or Adaar? Don't speak French

fluff or angst? BOTH

beach or forest? Forest

dogs or cats? Both are lovely beasts but I have a slight cat bias

clear skies or rain? Rain 100%, not to be too emo but I love the sensation of raindrops falling on my back

cooking or eating out? Cooking all the way if it wasn't for executive dysfunction

spicy food or mild food? I like it a bit spicy. Like "spicy at a Turkish restaurant" not "spicy at an Indian restaurant"-levels

halloween/samhain or solstice/yule/christmas? Halloween:)

would you rather forever be a little too cold or a little too hot? The latter is just menopause so that one ig???

if you could have a superpower, what would it be? Shapeshifting or invisibility, you're on the trans loser website

animation or live action? Animation

paragon or renegade? Don't speak Italian

baths or showers? Showers

team cap or team ironman? Unchecked nationalism or hypercapitalist libertarianism. Captain America I guess because I cannot imagine a single emotionally resonant story that could be told with the current iteration of Ironman

fantasy or sci-fi? fantasy but I've been getting more into sci-fi lately

do you have three or four favourite quotes, if so what are they? The Sappho quote, you know the one;"[…]Heaven and hell are the same but in heaven they feed each other";The good ol' Memento Mori

youtube or netflix? Youtube

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when do you feel accomplished? God has cursed me for my hubris, and my work is never finished.

star wars or star trek? Horny Space Fleet

paperback books or hardcover books? hardcover, I'm too clumsy for paperbacks

to live in a world without literature or without music? You cannot meaningfully separate one from the other

who was the last person to make you laugh? Probably the dingus who tagged me

city or countryside? city

favorite chips? Those corn based chrupki that come in bags the size of a small child

pants or dresses? Pants

libraries or museums? Libraries

character driven stories or plot driven stories? Character driven

bookmarks or folding pages? Bookmarks

Dream job? They should pay me for being a special little boy, so ig Court Jester

What gives you comfort? Art, friends, pillows to hug

what are some of your favorite song lyrics? My theology/ I like to know that he's watching me/ Fulfill me up like a prophecy/ put the fear of God in me ; Sodom & Gomorrah by Dorian Electra my beloved

favorite ice cream flavor ever? Can't go wrong with mango

first fandom?

tagging others, add your own new question at the end if you follow up:

@vikugnavikugna @vzajemnik @nectadraws @sephinot @immortalsapphics @randomarcher2013 @asphyxi-art

#🦴#Tag games

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justarabidlittleyingzhao · 11 months

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LBFaD has three main locations that explore different ideas within the narrative: Shunteiyan, the Moon Palace, and Yunmeng Lake.

What I find fascinating is how the narrative then repeats the journey in reverse. If LBFaD was a piece of music, I'd say the structure was most like Arch form: abcba

To me, the story moves like the curve of an arch, each smaller storyline building on the one that went before, but with a new melody. After the third location, it goes back in reverse. There's a repeat of the previous themes / storylines explored within each location - with variations - but they're essentially the same.

Shunteiyan (A)

The main idea explored at the beginning is how power wielded by goodness can completely undermine power used for violence. Bullying doesn't reward those who indulge in it, but gentleness and compassion bring what people most desire.

For example, Danyin wants to pass the exam and win Chang Heng's love. Her bullying not only makes Orchid stand up for herself (which CH sees and admires), but I think it's a contributing factor drawing DFQC to watch over her during the exam. This leads to Orchid not only defeating her bullies and passing her exam, but also leads to Orchid saving Danyin's life - and that's a lesson for DFQC, too.

But of course the main focus while we are in Shunteiyan is the dynamic between someone who does not know their own power (Orchid) versus someone who knows his power very well (DFQC - as 'Da Qiang') - but he's unable to use it, thanks to the Xilan Seal.

2. The Moon Palace (B)

I feel like the main theme in the Moon Palace is authority = responsibility.

It's not just about bodyswapping shenanigans with DFQC. Although Orchid does it half as payback and half to get out of her Arbiter Hall 'jail' - she quickly finds out that being DFQC, she has to make political decisions that affect people's lives too. And with every choice that is made, we see a consequence (not always a positive one) after.

But intertwined with the theme of authority demanding responsibility, is the sweeter theme of compassion creating opportunity.

Orchid's compassion spontaneously moves her to swap bodies back with DFQC in order to save his life - an act which permanently changes her situation. Her compassion moves her to help him heal his tree of emotions. Even at personal risk to herself, she heads to the underworld to find out the truth behind what his father was thinking when he tortured the son he loved. This gives DFQC the opportunity to choose his new (and raw) emotions over being forced into losing them again. That compassion also opens the door - yes, even this early on - for Glazed Fire to replace his Hellfire (but I feel like that should be a whole other post).

3. Yunmeng Lake (C).

This part had a unique energy to me. Kind of reminded me a bit of Much Ado About Nothing, or Twelfth Night, with all the subterfuge and disguises and misunderstandings.

It seems like the main idea explored here is that Deception can bring about the very thing you really don't want to happen.

The themes of responsibility, power, compassion, and violence vs restraint from the previous storylines are woven in here too, in the actions of multiple characters.

Orchid and DFQC pretend they don't know what the other is up to, while trying to figure out exactly what the other is up to: the power play between them is almost constant.

Orchid begins to feel the weight of responsibility of her choices regarding DFQC and the future.

Mortal!CH is now sworn brothers with DongFang (ohhhh my god the fics, the bromance fics I need right now for them).

Our leads have UnConfessed feelings for each other but both eventually have to accept marrying someone else (because, Fate. Tribulations. Primordial Spirits.)

All of this with a spicy side dish of evil qi and supernatural antagonists.

But it's after this that the narrative themes start to reverse after they return to the Moon Palace (B), and then finally to Shunteiyan (A), where DFQC regrows Orchid from her seed.

It's in these last two stages - narrative mirrors of the first two stages - that the relationships and the dynamics are also reversed.

Orchid returns as the goddess Xishan: powerful and virtually emotionless. She has the power - both supernatural and emotional - to thwart DFQC's attempts to draw close to her, and uses it.

She's a painful mirror of DFQC's character from the beginning; painful because their dynamic is minus the delight and pleasure of their first interactions.

He becomes a mirror of Orchid's original compassion, helplessness and tenacity. He could fight her, forcing a power match with the new goddess, but it doesn't even occur to him to do that.

If we could hear this storyline as music, it would be bittersweet - teasing us with hope, but stretching out the melancholy until we almost can't bear it. We watched the first few episodes avidly for DFQC to slowly thaw in the face of Orchid's sweetness, and we were rewarded. We watch again for *some* evidence of thawing from the new-born goddess in the face of DFQC's sweetness, but it almost doesn't come.

The locations, the themes are the same: but almost to the very end, the dynamic is not.

There's far more visual and emotional parallels between the first three episodes when contrasted with the last three that I haven't spoken about here - but that would make this post waaaay too long (maybe I'll revisit more of the finale's parallels later, in another post).

(P.S. also, thanks LBFaD. for killing me)

#cang lan jue #love between fairy and devil #xiao lanhua #dongfang qingcang #lbfad #dylan wang #wang hedi #no really #thanks for killing me #bitches #brilliantly adapted acted and directed #now don't do that again

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joz-yyh · 9 months

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Blighted Hearts (Preview)

SUMMARY: Damian and Bigby explore their new relationship. AKA: Bigby needs a pep talk and things get spicy. No Beta. Read at your own risk.

PAIRING: Abomination x Flagellant

RATING: T (for preview only!! The rest of the fic will be EXPLICIT!)

WORD COUNT: 1,223

A/N: What was supposed to be a short-one shot (or is it?) continues to grow so, I thought I'd share a little preview here (though, this is a totally separate AU!) :3

You can blame this spontaneous prose on @zawwa (/affectionately) since this is inspired by his art and my interpretations of these two! Definitely, go check out his work if you're a fan of this pair! <3

(Fun fact: This is my second favorite ship (next to bounty hunter x flagellant) so I feel like it was only a matter of time before I caved and wrote something about it). XD

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Bigby can smell the man approaching long before he arrives, knows the strong metallic scent of blood and parchment probably better than he knows his own dingy musk.

A rare smile plays upon his lips as the pious visitor appears from out of the dark woods, stepping across the line of splintering underbrush, scaling the rugged pathway of leaves and stone, placing himself at the doorstep of his boyfriend's homey cave.

"Were you finally able to sneak away," the abomination asks from beside the fire, rising to meet the flagellant halfway, his oud growing headier.

"For you, I would do so every night," the flagellant vows, having just come from the penance hall, those of his flock now asleep.

Bandaged arms reach out to hold him, pull his lithe body close, the ever-present chains rattling as he’s lifted up, spun around like a fair maiden meeting their betrothed.

Before he knows it, Damian has joined their lips, this realization striking him with a wave of heat, awed by this hallowed man’s attraction to him.

Soon enough, he relaxes against a coarse mouth, kissing back sweetly, the flagellant surprising him with another swift peck, making his partner giggle, this bond between them still so wild and new, filled with endless possibility.

He fends off Damian’s affections with blithe hands, holding them apart long enough so that he can speak.

"What would they say if they knew you were out here, cavorting with a monster," the shorter male asks, a twitch of dark humor to his words.

"The light accepts all kinds," the flagellant assures him, voice breathy and deep, "And you are a soul most precious."

"Regardless of what you say, you must admit my presence at the abbey is … frowned upon," the skinwalker reminds him, recalling the disapproving looks from holy patrons and townsfolk alike.

"They will come to accept you in time, just as I have," the flagellant assures, his encouraging smile close-lipped and gentle, "I am sure of it."

Bigby doesn't look as convinced, "I fear I have overstayed my welcome. Perhaps, I should carry out my daily prayers safely from here."

"You must feel it," Damian pleads, showing him the way, "the warmth of the holy flame, how the heavens sing when you recite the verses. It is an honor to count you among us."

Bigby flushes. He forgets how closely Damian watches over him, ensures that any who approach only do so to offer refuge and acceptance.

The abomination may not have much, but he still has his faith. His rosary remains his most prized possession, the trinket never leaving his person, resting now inside a tattered pants pocket.

"I do," Bigby confesses, torn with indecision, "but I don't want the truth of what I am to deter anyone else from coming to mass. Don't you see? It's better this way."

"Do not run from what power calls to you. It is the Light that brought us together and together we shall overcome this burden. You will see."

As if to illustrate this, Damian takes him by the hand and leads them closer to the crackle of the fire.

Bigby clings onto his shroud as he's pulled along, following his partner down onto the dirt encrusted blanket set around his modest campsite.

They barely have a moment to sit before the flagellant guides him onto his back, crescents of black hair fanning out as the other's body climbs atop his. The priest's is heavy with muscle, warm with passion and Bigby shrinks against his gaze.

"You’re sure you don't mind if it's just me," the abomination asks, this proximity intoxicating. He can barely look up at him with timid eyes before such contact becomes too much.

"I adore both sides of you," the flagellant confesses, playing with the locks of hair, "But having you alone is more than enough.”

Bigby gives a nervous laugh, a shy smile before looking away, letting his long hair mask his face, the shadows of the night obscuring what grim features are left.

"Do not hide how beautiful you are," the flagellant breathes, both a soft reprimand and an impertinent request.

With a bloody hand under his chin, he turns a haggard cheek, hoping to see the shapeshifter clearly.

"You’re the only one who thinks so," the abomination breathes, despondent, in disbelief that Damian would accept him so easily.

"No, not the only one,” the flagellant asserts, knowing there was at least one other in competition for his affections, but he doubted the plague doctor would give up their scientific pursuits anytime soon.

As if to ward off any that would dare come close, Damian drags chipped teeth along the stubble of the wolfboy’s neck, taking violent nips at his ear, marking him as taken.

"Damian," the brunette huffs, growing too heated, pushing gently at the flagellant’s scarred shoulder, “c-can we slow down.”

The priest goes rigid, ceasing his ministrations, the air growing heavy between them.

"Have I done something to displease you,” he asks softly.

"No, no! It's nothing like that," Bigby assures him, shaking his head.

Damian draws back, confused eyes staring down at his partner, "Then, why?"

"It's just that …,” Bigby sighs, the words difficult to maneuver, “well, this … this is …," he gives up on trying to be delicate, heaving out another sigh, "I want to take things slow. Enjoy this for as long as we can."

"Worried you’ll burn too hot," the flagellant grins, teasing him.

“More like … I am worried things will fizzle out too quickly,” the abomination explains, averting his gaze, being practical about something that he probably shouldn't be practical about.

Damian nods, respecting his wishes. He could certainly see the appeal of waiting, of feeling each other out with little tokens of affection until they coalesce into something more sacred and deep.

The flagellant shuffles, retracting his imposition, offering a hand to help the other man up, the two sitting shoulder to shoulder towards the fire.

The morbid priest has not made a move since, lost in thought, sitting in silence, watching the logs burn and Bigby is starting to question the validity of his own decision.

The wolfboy unwinds his shroud, drapes the frayed garment around him and Damian, shifting closer to lie his head on a scarred shoulder.

“I am sorry,” the abomination sighs, brows knitted together in remorse, “maybe we could just talk for a bit?”

Damian smiles under his hood, grateful that the lycanthrope was taking initiative, setting a pace that would help him navigate their tentative relationship.

"Of course," the flagellant permits, shifting closer, leaning down to whisper in his ear. "what's on your mind?"

"Nothing… ," the abomination grounds out, gnashing his teeth, thinking about the exact problem weighing him down even as he speaks of the total opposite.

He loosens his grip on the shroud, sinking further into Damian's comfort, suddenly changing his willingness to open up, "... everything," he relents.

"Then, let's start with something simple. Why did you come here tonight?"

Bigby blinks, as if it was obvious, "I wanted to see you."

"See? Easy," the flagellant praises, bumping their shoulders together playfully, spurring him on, "you can tell me anything."

The wolfboy chuckles at this harmless taunting, his partner having successfully cheered him up, but it quickly fades into something deathly morose.

"There are times when I worry that all people will ever see is the beast. That I will never escape from it."

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#abomination/flagellant #flagellant/abomination #dd abomination #dd flagellant #darkest dungeon flagellant #darkest dungeon abomination #darkest dungeon #darkest dungeon fanfiction #my writing #abomination #flagellant #dd #dd damian #dd bigby #darkest dungeon damian #darkest dungeon bigby

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ashestoshadows · 5 months

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Indigo Disk E4 (plus Champion), their Trials and Party Members

I was hoping to help people as I didn't have any real help during the DLC, so I wrote a rough list of each of the Indigo Disk's Elite Four and their teams, trials and whatever moves I was made aware of during my battle with them. So here it is below. Be warned, this is unbelievably long as I also make notes at certain points for tips and help

Chrispin, the fourth and lowest member of the Elite Four:

Trial before battle; make a super spicy sandwich (as written by game08 below)

Onion Chili Sauce Jalapeno Chorizo Mustard

After the trial and onto the battle under here;

Party Members: Talonflame (uses sunny day, perfect for WW and Hydro Steam and also uses Brave Bird too, so no Ogerpon during the beginning), Fire-type Rotom, Exeggutor, Camerupt, Magmortar, Blaziken (Teras into a fire type, speed boost, focus blast and a real ass tbh)

Best Pokemon here would be, at least from my experience, Walking Wake (if you have it, that is, I don't know of any good replacement for WW if you don't have him. Maybe Azumarill?) and Garchomp (Ground Tera type and Adamant nature: Bulldoze (or Earthquake), Sword Dance, Rock Tomb, and Dragon Claw) alongside maybe Water type (Wellspring mask) Ogrepon.

AN: I say maybe Earthquake as it will also hurt your second party member you throw out unless they're a flying type, so that's why I mentioned Bulldoze instead as a less strong alternative making sure you do accidentally KO your own Pokemon in the process.

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Drayton, the dragon-type elite four is the second rank under Kieran.

Trial: Use no Pokemon that weren't from the Terariaum or weren't caught from you (like Pokemon from other games for example) and fight three people. From my experience, have a Duraludon and an Abomasnow. Both are at level 80-86-ish for being able to beat this easily.

AN: Abomnasnow (Lax nature with Ice Punch, Blizzard and Sheer cold) should hold Leftovers and use Ingrain every time you enter a battle to slowly regain health and then take it from there whilst the Duraludon I used has a Quiet Nature and has: Dragon Claw, Flash Cannon, Metal Busrt and Breaking Swipe. I hope this has helped a little, and if the Pokemon you catch don't have those above natures you could either use a mint or just hope it doesn't play any part in the battle :p

Party members: Dragonite, Flygon, Kingdra, Haxorus (focus sash, earthquake), Sceptile, Archaludon (dragon-tera type)

AN: Zacian is perfect for most, if not all of these people with small bits of tinkering, obviously. But Zacian is literally unstoppable.

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Amaryas: the steel type elite four (she is fucking weiiierdd…. like real weird.)

Her trial: Fly through rings on your mount around the terrarium and there are Magnemite ones that add more time to your counter. Get to the goal in time and you succeed.

Her party members; Skarmory (rocky helmet, stealth rock), Alolan Digglett (focus sash and earthquake), Scizor (bullet punch), Runiclus (leftovers, protect), Empoleon, Metagross (steel tera type, headbutt, hard press)

(AN: Be very careful when going against her Metagross, it knows Hard Press, a move that could more than definitely OHKO and likely could since it does the most damage with full health. And if you aren't fortunate and or weak to it? She'll likely sweep you clean. I used my Zacian (Adamant Nature, Crowned: Sword Dance, Sacred Sword, Behemoth Blade and Crunch) and my Slither Wing against her (Adamant nature: Superpower, Leech Life, Low Sweep and Bulk Up) for the most part before having to eventually bring out Hearthflame Mask Ogerpon to take over due to Cranberry fainting who helped ease through Metagross and Runiclus while Zacian handles Empoleon and some of the others.)

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Lacey, the fairy type elite four, and the third strongest:

Her trial: A Pokemon quiz!

What part of the body does Pikachu store electricity in? Answer: cheeks. Pikachu stores the electricity in their cheeks.

What part does Venonat's body act as a radar? Answer: The eyes. Its eyes are like radars!

Which Sinistea is an antique and not a phony? Answer: the middle one, the middle has a mark of authenticity on the bottom when it spins around.

Which minior is the pink one? Answer: the one on the middle-ish bottom right-hand side of the screen.

Which part of Granbull does Lacey use as a pillow? Answer: the tummy/stomach area.

Team/party members: Granbull, Whimsicott (focus sash, light screen), Slowbro (quick draw, tailwind, flamethrower, sitrus berry), Primarina, Alcremie (alluring voice, leftovers) Excadrill (fairy tera type, high horsepower)

(long AN: Again Zacian comes in helpful here, while i'd also recommend also having a Tinkaton with you to help try and sweep her, while trying to take as little damage as possible. (Tinkaton, Naive nature with Steel Tera type: Gigaton hammer, Metal claw, Draining kiss and Sword dance) whilst Zacian has an Adamant nature like earlier with fairy type: Behemoth blade, sword dance, metal claw and play rough in case. She does use her Excadrill as mentioned before and I recommend having something that can be strong against fairy but not faint to ground as I was lucky enough to have high friendship with both and they dodged it and was able to KO the ground type. Or you could give Tinkaton a Focus sash in case it does hit and be left with one HP while Zacian still holds the Rusted sword

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Champion Kieran:

His team: Dragonite, Politoed, Incineroar, Grimmsnarl holds a Focus Sash, Porygon-z, Hydrapple (Teras his Hydrapple to become a fighting type; an Iron Valiant or Zacian does wonders with his team is used right)

AN: I literally had no business beating his ass with two Fairy types but succeed. Iron Valiant (Adamant Nature, Fairy Tera type: Moonblast, Sword Dance, Spirit Break and Drain Punch) with my Zacian now mainly running Fairy and fighting over steel instead. (Adamant nature, Fairy tera type: Sword dance, Sacred sword, and Play Rough with Poison Jab)

And unfortunately, your Pokemon don't get ribbons or anything of the sort from winning so a major bummer, but whatever I guess. Plus, Kieran has no right to walk about with Pokemon who literally get for the most part OHKO'd, seriously. It makes you wonder what the others who fought him were using to get him to such a high ground or grandeur to think he was unstoppable.

#help #guide #i know this is a bit late but to those who don't want to accidentally run into spoilers #here you go #i hope i helped a little. and you have any more to add you're than welcome to add #ashestoshadows #pokemon violet #nintendo #pokemon #scarvio #indigo disk #long post #very long post

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locitapurplepink · 2 years

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Chapter 18

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The Yarrow family, Hunter, and Omega had a dinner together as having a conversation "So Julian, have you decided where are you going to do after gradulation ?" Hunter asked.

"Well, after my gradulation, I could focus on my hobby." Julian said.

"Like sport study on any college ?" He asked.

"Not really but I got offered by my favorite athlete to join his club after he saw my basketball skills."

Mrs. Yarrow put her hand on Julian's shoulder "I'm so happy for you, Julian. I'm sure he's such an inspiration." Julian smiled "Thanks mom."

Next, Mrs. Yarrow stared at Amora "How was your day, sweetheart ?" "It was good, mom. I did my math practice but the last two questions were pretty hard so my teacher gave me a time as my homework. Would you help me to finish it ?"

Ivan scoffed "Ha, those little thingy are so easy to finish." He folded his arms "I could finish it with my eyes closed."

That gave Mrs. Yarrow a serious look "Well, if you think it's easy to do it, Ivan, you should help Amora to finish her homework." Ivan was shocked "Wait, mom, you can't be serious."

Mrs. Yarrow chuckled "Oh yes, I am. Hunter, Omega, keep an eye on the kids to make sure he would do it."

Hunter nodded "Yes, Mrs. Yarrow."

Jorah gave a gentle punch on Ivan's shoulder "Break a leg for that, little bro."

"Oh, you too, Jorah. You can give your favorite snacks for them." Mrs. Yarrow ordered.

Jorah was so shocked with his wide eyes "What ?!"

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Ivan insisted to help Amora to do her homework while Jorah gave his chips to Hunter and Omega "Here, they are my faves. I heard you like spicy." He grunted.

Omega tasted the chips "Hmm.. It is spicy. I like it. Thanks." While Hunter was having hard time to eat it "Not for me, I could taste the fire on my tounge. Can you please get some water ?"

"Hunter, milk is more effective than water, remember ?" She reminded him.

"Ah, right...Good thing, I have you for remind..me." He tapped on her shoulder.

Jorah sighed "I'll get you both some milk." He left Amora's room.

When Jorah was going to take some milk, he heard his big brother talking on his phone. He listened their conversation "Hi sweetpie. Are you alright ? What happened to your face ?"

"I was insisted to do my book club assignment with *sniff* the group and they are all boys." His girlfriend sobbed "But some of them treated me *sniff* badly even punching on my face *sniff*"

"Oh no, I'm so sorry to hear that, sweetpie. Where are you now ? I could pick you up."

"It's okay, Julian. I'm at the hospital *sniff* and you don't have *sniff* to do that." His girlfriend said on Julian's video call.

"It's okay, I want to. Every man should treat every woman like the princesses so they would have a better soulmate in the future and won't have to end like my parents back then."

Jorah thought about what Julian just said as hearing them "Aww, that's so sweet *sniff* of you. I bet your mother had been raise you really well."

Julian responded "Yeah, she is a great woman. Wish my brothers could see the way I see." Jorah sighed as started to feel guilty.

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Hunter couldn't stop worrying about his sister at her school as playing around with his pencil which annoyed Echo who focusing on his work.

"Hunter, can you keep it down, please ? We're doing our work here." He whispered.

Hunter stared at him "Sorry Echo, just worry if she got bullied again."

"Ah, Rex had a same feeling about it." They stared at Crosshair who sat behind Hunter "Remember where you were supposed in a same class with him ?"

Echo nodded "Yeah, Rex was so worried until he disguised as a new student with a messy wig and a long beard."

"I still couldn't believe he had to miss his eleven grade first week for you, man." Hunter added it.

"It was crazy but I'm grateful in the class with you guys." Echo expressed.

Next, Wrecker said "Aww, me too, buddy."

"I suggest you could call your sister on the break for the case what is she doing there and our time limit is 10 minutes to finish our work." Tech added it. They back focused on that.

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Liam and Omega had a lunch together as watching the others playing basketball "Sorry what happened to you. If I knew if he's up to something... "

Omega put her hand on his shoulder "That wasn't your fault, Liam. You didn't know. I just knew that Jorah is one of my brother's tecaher kids."

Liam was surprised "Really ? How did you know that ?"

"His youngest sister told me about it." She replied.

Suddenly one of the nine class dropped Omega's lunch box and pulled her sweater "Our bussiness isn't finish, poor girl." The boy said.

"Hey, let her go..." The boy pushed Liam hard and fell on the grass.

Knowing this was another nightmare hapepned, Omega closed her eyes as the boy was going to give a punch but...

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Here it is. So sorry took this so long. Hope you guys like it.

@cassie-fanfics , @zaya-mo , @crosshairs-simp, and @the-sith-in-the-sky-with-diamond will be excited to read this one and upcoming chapters.

#the bad batch #the bad batch fic #the bad batch fanfiction #tbb hunter #tbb echo #tbb tech #tbb crosshair #tbb wrecker #tbb omega #high school

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Do you want to read a book with:

Primary and secondary characters from various cultures and ethnicities

Complex and brave women

Asexual, bisexual, demisexual and homosexual characters

Close male friendships

A sapphic love story between two women of color

Respectful anxiety and PTSD representation, and

A badass non-verbal character

That also has:

Spicy romance

Epic battles

Rebellion against the rich and powerful

Family secrets

Mind control, and

Long-lost magic?

Then, my book might be for you...

174 notes - Posted June 7, 2022

Why I chose to self-publish

Indie presses, traditional publishing, self-publishing... There are many ways to get your book out there. Here's why I opted to self-publish:

1. Freedom to write what you want

Editors, agents and publishing houses have very specific things that they're looking for. The traditional market is very particular, so if your book doesn't suit that, you won't be able to sell your book to publishers. The traditional market also tends to go through trends, and if your book doesn't fit the current trend... good luck.

The market for self-published books is much wider and you have complete freedom to write whichever genre and whatever story you like. There's also no censorship of subject matter.

2. Complete creative control

I have control over every aspect of my book. No one else decides.

I have the final say on edits, cover design, distribution, marketing, pricing, publication date etc.

I've been dreaming of publishing a book all my life. I'd rather not give someone else the power to screw it up.

3. Career control

I don't just want to publish one book. I want to build a career as an author.

The great thing about self-publishing is that no one else controls your career or your next step. You can plan out where you want your career to go, and you're free to follow those steps. You can also adjust easily when necessary.

I want to write different genres over many years, and now I know that I can do that.

4. Better royalties

With traditional publishing, you're lucky if you get a royalty rate higher than 10%. For a book you wrote!

I'm not about that life. Yes, you have to spend money to self-publish well. You have to take the risks. But the reward is so much higher. I'm talking 40% royalties on print books and up to 70% royalties on ebooks.

You may think that you're more likely to earn money from publishing traditionally, because you'd reach more readers. But that isn't necessarily true. It's really only the BIG authors that get substantial marketing from their publishers.

So, if you're gonna have to do most of the work anyway, why not get paid more?

5. Industry trends

Although this movement is slow, it's important to note that the self-publishing industry is growing whilst the traditional publishing industry is shrinking.

You might not notice it for the next few years, but as someone who wants to play the long game, this is an important factor.

Self-published books are selling better and better, and the services available to indie authors will continue to improve as the industry grows. It's an upward trajectory that I'd like to be on.

So, yeah, these are the main reasons I decided to self-publish my work, but every author should follow the path that works for them (except vanity presses - do not go down that road).

Reblog if you found this post useful. Comment with your own thoughts on publishing routes. Follow me for similar content.

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Tips for Writing a Plot Twist

My debut novel "To Wear A Crown" has plot twists galore, and I received great feedback on them. So, I thought I'd share some tips on how to do plot twists right.

1. They shouldn't come out of nowhere

This is a common misconception - that good plot twists are the ones that come from nowhere and no one can see coming.

Yes, surprise/shock is a big element to plot twists. It shouldn't be obvious. But it shouldn't be completely out of left field either.

What I mean by this, is that you should use foreshadowing. Litter tiny breadcrumbs throughout your novel. The goal is this: if someone reads the book for the second time, they should go, "How did I not see this coming?".

Subtle foreshadowing is the way to get that result.

Plot twists without any prior set-up is often unsatisfying and out of character.

2. Pick your moments

You cannot have plot twists happening left and right every five seconds. The emotion from a plot twist reveal should be intense, and your readers need time to come down after each one.

Pick the right moments in your novel when the tension is high and the foreshadowing has built up. And then after the reveal, give the reader time to breathe before you hit them with another plot twist.

Trust me, this will have a much greater impact.

3. Focus on the characters' emotions

The plot twist needs to be experienced by your characters. The way to get maximum impact out of a plot twist is to focus on the emotions of the characters as it is revealed.

If your POV character had no idea about the plot twist and the reader is finding out with them, the character's shock and betrayal should characterise the scene.

If your POV character was the one keeping secrets and the rest of the cast finds out, show their emotions through body language and dialogue. And let your POV character experience that, and feel guilt etc at it.

Authentic character emotion = reader emotion

4. Use red herrings

That foreshadowing I talked about in the first tip can serve another purpose... making the reader think they know what the twist is going to be.

You put breadcrumbs throughout the story that could be interpreted as foreshadowing Character A as the murderer. But then, it's actually Character B.

Once again, I would recommend for the goal to be for a second-time reader to see those breadcrumbs and go, "Ah I see what the author did here. This was actually pointing to B when I thought it was A."

Play with reader expectations.

5. Avoid cliché plot twist

Unless you're going to subvert a cliche or make fun of it, I would recommend staying away from cliché plot twists, like: It was actually his evil twin all along; The bad guy is the protagonist's father etc.

These will have your readers rolling their eyes, and the impact will be lost.

Reblog if you found these tips useful. Comment with your own advice. Follow me for similar content.

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My #1 post of 2022

Abortion in South Africa is legal on request during the first 12 weeks of pregnancy, and under certain conditions afterwards. Abortion is provided free at government hospitals and a tele-medical or 'pills by post' service is provided by Marie Stopes South Africa and Abortion Clinic Johannesburg.

In South Africa, a woman of any age can get an abortion on request with no reasons given if she is less than 12 weeks pregnant. If she is between 13 and 20 weeks pregnant, she can get the abortion if (a) her own physical or mental health is at stake, (b) the baby will have severe mental or physical abnormalities, (c) she is pregnant because of incest, (d) she is pregnant because of rape, or (e) she is of the personal opinion that her economic or social situation is sufficient reason for the termination of pregnancy. If she is more than 20 weeks pregnant, she can get the abortion only if her or the fetus' life is in danger or there are likely to be serious birth defects.

A woman under the age of 18 will be advised to consult her parents, but she can decide not to inform or consult them if she so chooses. A woman who is married or in a life-partner relationship will be advised to consult her partner, but she can decide not to inform or consult him/her. An exception is that if the woman is severely mentally ill or has been unconscious for a long time, where consent of a life-partner, parent or legal guardian is required.

The Constitution does not explicitly mention abortion, but two sections of the Bill of Rights mention reproductive rights. Section 12(2)(a) states that, "Everyone has the right to bodily and psychological integrity, which includes the right ... to make decisions concerning reproduction," while section 27(1)(a) states "Everyone has the right to have access to ... health care services, including reproductive health care." In the case of Christian Lawyers Association v Minister of Health an anti-abortion organisation challenged the validity of the Choice on Termination of Pregnancy Act on the basis that it violated the right to life in section 11 of the Bill of Rights; the Transvaal Provincial Division of the High Court dismissed their argument, ruling that constitutional rights only apply to born people and not to fetuses.

Health workers are under no obligation to perform or take active part in an abortion if they do not wish to; however, they are obligated by law to assist if it is required to save the life of the patient, even if the emergency is related to an abortion. A health worker who is approached by a woman for an abortion may decline if they choose to do so, but are obligated by law to inform the woman of her rights and refer her to another health worker or facility where she can get the abortion.

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"spicy" takes / unpopular opinions [2]

[astro notes no. 005]

・ :*:・ﾟbAck at iT agAiN at kriSpy kREme・ :*:・ﾟ part one of this "spicy" series did really well so thank y'all <3 i appreciate it! i don't wanna center too many of my posts around dragging people or placements bc i feel like there's enough of that type of astro content on here. but i do enjoy mess and i do thrive off of negativity! so here's part two :D

as i mentioned before, every aspect/placement and sign will manifest differently from person to person, pls do not take offense on behalf of something that does not resonate w you. ty <3

disclaimers | masterlist | ask

i’m sorry but i gotta ruin the fun, the “pisces men are trash”, “libra men are whorish”, “sagittarius men are the devil” takes are so tired. a lot of y’all just don’t like men. which is understandable! but that shit don’t be having anything to do with astrology, and that type of surface-level discourse is why people tend to not take astrology seriously in the first place

lowkey piggybacking off of the last point, but i’ve had enough of y’all using y’alls exes, moms, ex-friends, 7th grade math teachers, the bitches who bullied you in high school, etc. as legitimate reasons to have predisposed hatred and bias against certain signs/placements. go book an appointment with your therapist and work it out with them. leave astrology out of it.

aries, leo, sag placements come to the front, we gotta address the whole fire signs = confidence thing. fire signs are driven to get shit done, but that doesn't equate to innate confidence. if anything, fire signs have to evolve and work towards being confident in their work and appearance. i'm a leo descendant, and it's funny bc i've known so many people with prominent leo in their chart who could never relate to any of the superficial stereotypes about leo, especially not when they were growing up

this is a point @seemycee actually brought up to me, but i will never understand why y’all bring up the correlation between placements/aspects and certain physical traits… and then use a celebrity (typically white or light-skinned) who has obviously gotten work done as an example…? at least use pictures of them pre-op before they had a face full of filler. y'all got 16-year-old girls on this app wondering why they don't look like ariana grande if they share the same placements as her, when in reality, ariana grande don't even look like ariana grande.

we should go back to identifying as our rising signs instead of our sun signs. i’m not discrediting the importance of our sun signs or the role it plays in our charts, but i can definitely see why traditional astrologers prioritized the role our ascendant plays in our charts over the sun’s, especially considering the fact that it dictates the entirety of your chart in a sense. i’m also biased tho bc i’ve personally always related more to my rising than my sun for the most part

this is more so something i’ve noticed with how astrology is perceived in popular culture and less in the astro community, but i wish people recognized the importance of the planets as much as they did the zodiac signs. and this isn’t to imply that the signs aren’t important at all bc they definitely are, but in terms of how astrology is generally perceived, i feel like the planets (and aspects as well) are often left out of the conversation when they can give you so much more context than the signs can in some, if not most cases

i wish y'all addressed venus' association with creativity and artistic abilities as much as y'all acknowledge it's association with physical beauty, romance, and aesthetics. venus is also indicative of the values you hold and the things that you assign worth to, and i lowkey hate the way that those attributes tend to get swept under the rug most of the time

speaking of venus, i feel like there should be more inclusive language used surrounding the archetypes of venus and mars (and astrology in general). not everyone resonates with "feminine" and "masculine" terminology, and i think it's always worth mentioning that this phrasing is interchangeable with terms like "light" and "dark", "yin" and "yang", etc. this is also important not just in terms of inclusivity, but also because some of y'all (whether consciously or subconsciously) use these gendered-archetypes to validate unhealthy ideologies/standards surrounding gender expression. a lot of you bitches be on here sounding just like them podcast bros and i don't even think y'all realize it

i feel like the moon phase you’re born under holds a lot more significance than people tend to acknowledge at times, it should be brought up more often in conversations regarding the moon and it’s influence in a chart

i don’t want to shit on the asteroid girlies bc i feel like y’all get dragged enough by the traditional astrologers, and i personally have no problem with anyone wanting to learn about asteroids. but i will say, modern/younger astrologers would benefit more from acknowledging the planets and asteroids through the context of astronomy, instead of going based off of “vibes” and “aesthetic archetypes”. i feel like acknowledging the fact that there are ~1.7 million asteroids and they’re all just specks of dust in comparison to the large, personal planets, actually helps to put things into perspective when understanding how their energy in your chart is actually playing out

i’ve seen this point being made for the past couple of days on my timeline and i thought i’d note it here as well, fatalistic interpretations of certain aspects and placements is extremely dangerous and insensitive. i have no issue with acknowledging a “pattern” in terms of how certain aspects/placements in a chart can manifest, and i would even argue it’s disingenuous to disregard the negative ways that they might potentially show up in someone's life. but blatantly being like “you have xyz aspecting neptune, pluto in [insert house here], nessus square whatever-the-fuck, and so therefore you’re definitely going to experience addiction, mental illness, sexual abuse, death, etc.” is weird and irresponsible

i don't want this post to be too long so i'll end it here, as always let me know if y’all have any aspects/placements mentioned and tell me how they manifest in your life/personality! and if you have any insight feel free to let me know as well. keep it cute!

#astro notes #astro observations #astrology #astrology notes #astrology observations #astrology aspects #nepnotes #nepnotes5 #fire signs #fire placements #rising signs #ascendant astrology #birth chart observations #astroblr #astro community #astronomy #asteroids astrology #birth chart reading

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thirteen. “til death do us part”

kozume kenma x fem dazai!reader

(bsd x hq)

tw: mentions of suicide, jumping off a bridge ;-; (nobody dies tho)

masterlist. suicide freak!

"well what happened afterwards??" kuroo asked kenma

the boys were in kenma's room chilling and playing games while kenma tells kuroo about his confession "uh.. nothing really" kenma said with a sigh

"she didn't respond but she didn't really reject me either" he said "she had a call from her agency saying they needed her for something and she had to leave"

kuroo was visibly disappointed at the result, patting his friend's back as he let out a sigh "well, like you said, she technically didn't reject you" he said "plus, she's been fawning over you for a long time. im pretty sure she likes you back"

kenma furrowed his brows and shrugs. "sure i guess.." the pudding head muttered

"cmon, kenma! don't get all sulky on me now!" kuroo exclaimed. the boy laid back on the bed and pulled out kenma's phone, placing it between them and began counting

"ten.. nine.. eight..seven.. six.."

"what the hell are you doing?" kenma deadpanned "im counting down the seconds it takes before y/n tells you to meet up or something" kuroo explained

".. five.. four.. three.."

"im pretty sure it doesn't work like that-" he was cut off by the loud ringing of the phone. the caller id was shown, revealing it to be y/n herself. kuroo jumps up and cheers, yelling and howling in happiness as he ruffles kenma's hair

"kenma, i told you!!" kuroo exclaimed excitedly "dude, i should be a fucking psychic"

"no, you shouldn't"

kenma picks up the phone with shaky hands. he sends kuroo a wary glance, who simply gave him a thumbs up in return. his trembling fingers answered the call, and then pressed the phone to his ear

"h-hello? y/n?"

"kenma! how's my favourite pudding-head doing? ow-" she asked

kenma furrowed his brows as he heard her wincing from the other line, undoubtedly from pain. "um.. are you okay?" he asks worriedly

"oh yes, of course i am" she answered way too quickly for it to not be suspicious "but i do need your help for something.. come to the same bridge from last night" she said in a serious tone

kenma gulped as he made various frantic gestures to kuroo, silently asking for his help. though kuroo was no help since all he did was smile blankly while holding up two thumbs up

"um, okay! do i go there now or..?"

"yup! bye-bye ~"

kenma then let himself drop to the ground as soon as the call ended. he felt like turning into a puddle and drying up from the nervousness flowing through his whole body at the moment

"k-kuroo.." he mumbled "dude, you okay?" kuroo asked with a chuckle "like i said, y/n is definitely responding to the confession!"

"yeah okay-" kenma grumbled

"but please help me up. 80% of my nervousness is now in my knees. i can't stand."

kenma nuzzled his nose into his hoodie, covering half of his face as he nervously approached the riverbank. like he said beforehand, his nervousness has traveled down to his knees and it seems that it still hasn't left.

"hey hey hey ~ over here, kenma!" she yelled

kenma looked up to see her waving her arm around like a madman. though, one of her arms were in a sling, and she just looked quite roughed out more than usual

he jogged over to her with a frown while eyeing her obvious injuries "hey, what what happened to you?" kenma asked her

"oh this? this is nothing" she said with a laugh "i somehow broke it during a mission last night, but not to worry, the ever so lovely yosano-san cured me" she laughed nervously

"ah yes.. yosano-san.." she shuddered

it left kenma thinking of what could have possibly been so bad about getting cured. though he left it be and paid no mind.

"so why did you call me?" he asked her. he was feeling quite anxious at the moment and he was feeling very thankful that she wasn't acting indifferent towards him

"well, i called you over for multiple things" she said

"firstly.."

kenma gulped as she paused dramatically, leaving him to anticipate whatever it is that she has to say

"i need you to play this game for me so i can pretend to be better than chuuya." she stated with a straight face. she then handed him her phone, which had the game's chat open and had chuuya laughing and teasing her

chuuya's messages consisted of 'you're such a fucking loser' and 'you suck balls' among others.

"what?" kenma sweat dropped

"please! that munchkin will get too happy if he wins one more time!" she pleaded

kenma sighed but did as he was told. he was playing the game while she watched him with sparkling eyes "kenma! you're a lifesaver!" she exclaimed once she had won the game

"could you imagine me losing to chuuya?!" she scoffed out with a grin "gosh! my ego wouldn't be able to handle such torture!"

"now, secondly.." she paused once again "eat this ramen with me!"

kenma sweat dropped as she had randomly pulled out two cup ramens, which for some reason are both hot and in well condition

"where did you even get that?" kenma asked her with a soft laugh

"that's a secret! but did you know-" she mused "the reason i got this for us is because ranpo-san told me about it. apparently, its a 'deathly spicy ramen' and he wanted to refer it to me"

kenma blinked at her but smiled anyways "wow. so then im assuming you're expecting us to die from this?"

"its worth a shot!" she cheered. she handed him chopsticks and sent him a cocky grin "i'll let you know i can handle spicy food quite well"

"so if all else fails, i packed a ghost pepper just in case-"

"please put the pepper away <3"

kenma sighed as he reluctantly ate the ramen, slurping on the noodles and soup as tears brimmed his eyes "im not very good with spicy food.." he muttered as he fanned his mouth

"finish it!!" she exclaimed, though tears has also brimmed her eyes

"you're in the brink of tears too!" he groaned in agitation

"these are tears of happiness! i can almost taste the death looming over us!" she exclaimed with a grin

after finishing the very spicy ramen, she had unfortunately concluded that it was, in fact, not deadly. in the end, the pair had to run to a nearby food stall to buy some drinks

and as they were drinking, y/n had once again perched herself onto the flat surface of the metal railings, letting her feet dangle as they watched the sunset in peace

"y/n.. about last night.." kenma muttered out nervously

"ah yes, your confession?" she chuckled "no need to worry about that. i already know what im gonna say.."

kenma blinked in shock, frantically averting his eyes from her and to the ground as he felt his anxiety rocketing

"which brings me to my third reason of calling you over.." she said "kenma, there's something i need to tell you" she said

her expression had gone aloof and the playful smile on her lips has now faltered "what is it?" he gulped

she took two steps back as she looked him in the eyes. her (e/c) orbs not seeming to give any hints as she peered at him

"y/n.. if you're gonna reject me then-" he was, of course, cut off once again as she suddenly pulled her 'injured' arm out of her sling and popped it out to wave at him

"boo!" she cooed out with a dumb smile

"what the hell." kenma replied as he blankly stared at her

she laughed and slipped the sling off, folding it neatly before casually throwing it down the bridge "did i have you fooled?" she chuckled "anyways.. about that statement you didn't get to finish.." she hummed

"what makes you think i would reject you?" she asked him

her bandaged hand patted the spot next to her, indicating that she wanted him to sit. following her wishes, kenma hesitantly sat next to her.

he was fiddling with his fingers as a huge and overbearing wave of silence washed upon them. fortunately for him, she wasn't looking so she couldn't see his trembling body, and the nervous look on his face

"well, i kind of assumed you don't like me since.. you kinda left me hanging last night.." kenma muttered

"hm, i did do that.." she hummed back quietly "what would you do if i said i liked you back?" she asked him

kenma couldn't see it, but it seemed he could basically feel her cheeky smile appearing "um.." he stammered

what would he do? he didn't really know. he didn't plan that far ahead. and kuroo was nowhere to give him some awful but doable advice.

"i-i don't know.." he stuttered out. kenma could feel himself heating up. its like his cheeks was on fire as he felt bursts of embarrassment and butterflies banging on his stomach.

"would you kiss me?" she mused

kenma froze up. he looked up at her, face beet red and eyes as wide as saucers, as he mumbled incoherent words

"well- no? i don't really know how to do that-" he stammered "or yeah- if you want- or um- i love you."

she chuckled and slowly faced him with a gentle smile "i love you too, then" she laughed

kenma has officially blown a fuse.

his face exploded into a bright red as he felt all the weight of the pressure and anxiety leave his body

"so, do i get my kiss now?" she asked teasingly

"uh well-" kenma muttered with a sheepish smile "i dunno how-"

he was cut off by a hand grabbing a tuft of his hair from his nape. her fingers tugged on his faux blonde locks as she pulled his face closer to his

"itadakimasu~" she cooed out

kenma.exe has stopped working.

once her lips had pressed onto his, his whole body tensed up. though a total contrast to his reaction, she was quite calm. obviously calm enough to shove her tongue down his throat.

their kiss was short but sensual. he took notice of how deliciously addicting her tongue danced against his. he definitely needed to ask where she got all those kissing skills from later on.

he may not like the answer since it was from chuuya, but let's not get into that..

she pulled away after a minute, her grip on his hair loosening as she pressed one last peck on his parted lips. she backed away and licked her lips to tease him.

"oh my" she cooed at him "if i would've known you taste this good, then i would've kissed you much sooner"

"u-umm.." kenma muttered bashfully

he was blinking sluggishly as his fingers lightly graze his lips, reminiscing in the feeling of hers against it.

"y/n.. will you be my girlfriend?... please?" he asked in a quiet and flustered tone. all the nonexistent confidence he had before has now fully evaporated away.

"of course." she mused

"wait-really??" kenma asked her with a look of disbelief and sheer happiness

he bit back a smile as he looked up to look at the setting sun, then back at her. her features were illuminated by the soft golden rays, making her look simply ethereal, atleast to him.

kenma was then brought back into reality as he felt the soft skin of her hand and the textured bandages touch his.

she intertwined their hands and brought it up to her lips, pressing a soft kiss to his knuckles. she chuckled at him as he turned his head to the side, trying to hide his blush from her.

"til death do us part." she grinned

"okay, that was very sweet.. but when it comes from you, it kinda seems like you're about to kill us both-"

without uttering another word, she pushed herself off from the railings she was sat on, and tugged him along with her.

"y-y/n?! y/n!" kenma shrieked as he felt himself free falling in the air. his grip on her hand tightened as he nervously recoiled into a ball. the cold air hit his skin in the most nerve wracking way, leaving his skin with goosebumps and shivers tingling down his spine.

"so this is what it's like.." she mumbled

kenma looked over to her, the panic in his eyes gradually fading as he was met with her warm and love-filled orbs. she held the most tranquil and peaceful smile as she looked at him with a sense of joy and plenitude.

"y/n.." his lips quivered as he gripped her closer

she simply smiled at him as both of their hair flew erraticly due to the wind. the sound of the flowing water got louder and louder

until finally, they hit the surface with a huge splash.

she faintly heard loud and ragged breaths coming from kenma as he swims back up for air, hastily paddling against the strong current to drag himself and, her as well, back to land.

"I KNEW IT! ARE YOU CRAZY?! WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT?!" he exclaimed once he catched his breath

she laid down on the grassy ground beneath them and closed her eyes. she had a faint smile on her lips as she mumbled under her breath

"double suicide.. im definitely not dying unless it feels like that.." she whispered

kenma's demeanour softened at her words. he laid down beside her with a huff, tucking his wet hair behind his ears and doing the same for her.

"if we're gonna kill each other, atleast tell me first." he sighed "also, drowning is definitely scratched off your list"

"well, you look like you can't swim so.." she chuckled playfully "that's not a valid excuse" kenma sighed, though a fond smile etched itself on his lips

they probably looked quite strange to other's perspectives, if anything, they looked like dead bodies that had washed up to shore.

but they didn't really care.

"also, that was a very weird assumption. do i really look that lanky to you?"

"yes <3"

kissing scenes are so weird to write, or at least for me ;-;

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hoefette · 3 years

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All the petty things I hate about fate!winx and their shitty universe/world building because

I'd added most if these in tags of other posts but I'm still so mad lmao

The way characters, Aisha and Mrs Dowling specifically make references to explicitly human or American things like instagram and Harry Potter

These people are from a different dimension for ffs why are they concerned with or are even aware of this very earth-specific shit? Do they teach earth classes at school over there?

I understand not wanting to have them be oblivious so Bloom wouldn't have to explain it to them, but it simply could be ✨omitted✨

Why would you go out of your way to date your work like this lmao ew

Ms. Dowling calling Tinkerbell an air fairy.. I cannot breeve with the stupidity why did they keep that in there

Why is Ms. Dowling.. the headmistress.. teaching classes? Where are the other teachers?

We ended up with a trio of antagonists (I guess you could call them that?) by the end of the season anyway so why not give us the trix, why have the characters play double roles as friends of our protagonists and also the villains/bullies? They clearly wanted a delinquent trio, in which case they could've gender bent the trix if they wanted to keep all the unnecessary sexual tension.

It just feels like the production team was lazy, they didn't want to hire more actors, they didn't want to bother with making the world immersive or lived in or believable at best, they just didn't give enough of a fuck

They wanted to make this show and attatch Winx to it for.. what? Like did you even google the main plot points? The abridged version or sparknotes to get details on the very literal, basic characteristics of our main characters or their roles or the world they inhabit????

It lacks wonder and intrigue.. I mean Bloom moves to another dimension, a school for fairies and we don't see her marvel once at anything.. and that's because she might as well have been in Switzerland because she's in exactly the same environment she would've been in over there anyway.

They could've said Alfea was in Europe and I'd believe it because nothing about the setting makes it feel otherworldly. I'm sorry but I'm not impressed.

Why do the teachers and graduated specialists communicate via facetime ?? In the magic dimension. ??? Why do they text each other and those texts then appear on screen like .. oh look, like a bad netflix teen movie ????? HELLO ??? it's the way technology and magic could've blended in so seamless into the world THE WAY IT WAS ALREADY DONE/SHOWN. Missed opportunity. it just takes you out of it imo every time you see the ugly, bland, gray text bar. Some fucking flavour pls I'm begging

How stupid the specialist must feel clonking around with the skinniest shreds of armor, plastic swords on their backs and battery powered flashlights and cellphones in their bags. R we larping?? I know I'd be laughing and asking why we hadn't already come up with something more effective .. idk like guns. I'm surprised I ain't see one gun in there.

In the beginning Ms. Dowling says some nonsense about fairies having lost the ability to transform to explain why there are no wings, which means they could've transformed before. So are we to assume that this supposed to be set in the time proceeding the original then?? Because something is not adding up with where they should be as a magical society technologically if that's the case

How does the production team want to keep the dark academia vibes with torches lining the walls and also want them to be face timing each other, presumably from miles and miles away in the dark forest???

Pls pick an aesthetic and stick to it everything was so unnecessarily dark. Where do they charge their phones since it's the only device we see that is the slightest bit modern and dont fucking tell me they charge it with magic I will punch you in the face

Why is there only one major monarchy that we are shown? Why are Solaria the only ones contributing to the efforts to defend the school and where is this mysterious battalion we never see lmaoo it's all so bad its laughable.

Is this set in the kingdom of Solaria? And why does the queen of an alleged interdimensional superpower monarchy pull up in black SUVs??????????? Why does she pull up with Andreas?? Is he not the king of Erakleon?? Where are his soldiers and his battalion and just?? Huh!? The world just feels empty like nobody lives here fr

Are we supposed to believe that the specialists get paired up with fairies just as a normal occurence and that they have to 'trust each other' and not because the plot demands it suddenly half way through when all we've seen so far are the fairies doing normalish school and homework, and the specialists outside, being physical everyday all day. This was never even implied that they'd have to work together apart from when we see the faculty as youngins with Rosalind. But even then.. it's like well why are they even together lmao? Is this a special team formed from Rosalind’s protégées? Were they formed after graduating from Alfea or what is this?? Are they the ONLY team of specialist/fairies hunting every single burned one?? What?

Are we now supposed to buy that Musa is being switched to 'support' because that's where her strengths lie and not in combat?? Are we supposed to believe that these girls know hand to hand combat?? When was this established? We see Terra wrapping some baby vines around a dude and I'm sorry is that the practical application of her power? Is this what the fairies are supposed to do once they graduate? Or is it just a switch in curriculum because of the threats outside the barrier?? This is never made clear.

Because if not then what's the point of this?? Why do they suddenly have endless classes together when the expectation was never set for the fairies to be like soldiers or out in the field fighting ?

Where exactly are they supposed to be what was the purpose of including Aster Dell and why is it a joy ride away from Alfea lmao?? Where Bloom is from and also not from?? Plot pls make it make sense

Why are fairies from another dimension vaping or smoking weed?? They are not human so why are they engaging in specifically human vices, yol couldn't come up with anything else to characterize 'delinquents'?? Very lazy very como se dices.. no effort. Nothing a little more spicy yol could invent, at least change the name and some properties holy shit did yol even try ??

So its fairies everywhere, having a lil party in the east wing of a phat castle.. and they are playing beer pong and dressed in t shirts and jeans..

Can you hear me screaming? Can you hear me vibrating with rage?

Not one floating decoration or magical anything in sight. Just purple lights and subpar vibes

Stella's costume design: tragic. I won't discuss further because we don't have the space or time but just know that it was absolutely atrocious and I hated it. Giving very debutante vibes

The entire budget going to that lame transformation sequence that was not a transformation sequence and those horrible, barely-there fire wings

Edgelord bloom and all her fucking leather jackets. Why do 30 yo, white cis men think girls exist in a binary? They could keep her earlier characterization and make her a hothead.. Bloom literally screamed herself into a couple power upgrades in the original come ooonnnn

Let girls be feminine without it being a character flaw what is wrong with yol its 2021. They could make her more mature, more angsty or whatever the hell else and not style her like that

The way Aisha's abilities flipflop between episodes and scenes. Very inconsistent. One minute she's struggling with a drop of water and the next she is moving an entire body of water for her bestie Bloom to fake transform because the plot demands it. Why even add in her struggles at all if you're just going to ignore it?

Why was Stella with them in that scene? She didn't do anything literally.. Aisha pulled the water and she did .. nothing.

Who the fuck is Rosalind? Why would they add her in,, to add nothing to story? The company of light was a thing, they could've plucked one of them hoes to be the antagonist. Why did the winx club need their own Delores Umbridge? Valtor was right there if you wanted an evil educator type character.

The camera work was so bland during the down beats, stagnant and fixed during a fairy party and erratic and ugly and disorienting during the fight scenes

I'm not getting over the fairy party because it was a good opportunity for the production and everyone else to show the differences between where Bloom was and where she is now but instead it just looks like a regular teen high school party?? This could have been set in Switzerland fr.

Everyone's just kind of standing?? You mean to tell me these people are from all different places in the magical dimension and their customs are all the same? They all throw parties like this ??

White and flavorless I am very bored

I guess the main question or takeaway I have is just.. who is this for? Because everyone, including the showrunners keep saying that it's for us, the fans of the original. But apart from the characters sharing some names, there are really no other similarities. So again, who was this supposed to appease or placate or satisfy? Because it sure as hell wasn't the winx club fans.

Overall, this feels very much like something I wrote and probably published on ff.net when I was 13 because I thought girls couldn't be taken seriously if they liked pink, and injected angst into everything that didn't need it and had no idea how to structure scenes or dialogue. It's just bad, objectively and N*tflix will keep making shit like this because apparently some people have bad taste??? Idk yol, be easy

#im never gonna stop i dont care i dont care #and i dont even usually make my own posts i just be reblogging and vibing #but im passionate abt this because he originak was the reason i wanted to learn how to draw #it was the reason i wanted to learn how to write and tell stories #it shaped a lot of shit for me because it was the very first one of its kind id ever seen #i ran home from school to watch it and argued with my friends about who got to be flora #i forced them to make cardboard wings with me and to perform the opening song during a school talent show #thank god we didnt get to perform otherwise we would all have died of embarrassment in hindsight #but ye i just hate to see things that obviously are very dear to a lot of people be treated with such casual indignity and its a disservice #a disservice to the fans and to the people who had probably want to create it as a passion project #to the people who spent hours and hours in rewrites and fanart amazing fanart and post series continuations #no one is saying the original is sacred and cannot be touch #this fandom actively calls out the bullshit rainbow has done and continues to do to the characters we love.. i havent spoken to one fan who #doesnt have an alter dedicated to their downfall. we found a piece of ourselves in these gorls and they were stripped and caricatured and #played for laughs so netfilx can make money and its just very upsetting to see.#so again fuck you brian young fuck you ignio and rainbow and fuck whoever the costume designer was #mine #text #fate winx club #fate: the winx saga #f:tws #winx club

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Star-Crossed: Bound by Blood

Chapter Two

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Pairing: Mando/Din Djarin x OFC Baast’Mal

Warnings: I’m making this up as a go, Canon divergent from the series during chapter 13, mild violence

A/N: I make this stuff up as I go along, if I screw something Star Wars-y up, apologies in advance, I didn’t do it on purpose, but I’m new to this Fandom. I will be cross posting this story between AO3 and Tumblr except the smutty bits. Those chapters will only be available to registered users on AO3. (I’m trying something new for people who want to read here on Tumblr, but to also avoid the smut for minors controversy. We’ll see how it goes.)

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Baast woke to the scent of cooking meat. It made her stomach rumble and mouth salivate but also confused her. There had been no one in her life for many years. There should be no one to cook. Her eyes snapped open, prepared to fight whoever had found her.

Then her eyes fell on Din playing with Grogu, and it all came flooding back. He spoke softly through the modulator, encouraging the boy to float the small silver ball from Din's hand to Grogu's.

When the child succeeded, Din whispered a pleased, "Dank farrik!"

Baast almost purred, watching him with the child. He made an excellent father, and she was of an age to desire a mate, a home, a pride. But a warrior like him deserved someone better than a broken Zentari. It mattered not that her soul cried out whenever he touched her without the barrier of his gloves.

He'd stripped them off yesterday, and she could smell him—the spicy scent of masculine soap blending seamlessly with the musk of a man warm in his beskar. But the underlying scent of Din Djarin was that of the sandy dunes of her homeworld. He smelled of warm winds and dusky plains, of tall grasses whipped by fragrant breezes.

He smelled like home.

The stars were cruel indeed to drop her in the lap of the one made for her.

She watched them for a time as he encouraged Grogu. Their bond was strong, too strong if the Jedi were to be believed. Such attachments bred fear for the one they loved, and fear lent itself to the Darkside.

The idea of Grogu's pure soul becoming tainted made her ache, and though she said she couldn't help them, Baast knew she must. Grogu deserved a chance to grow up on the side of good.

She sat up, drawing Din's notice, the man turning toward her across the fire.

"Morning."

Baast wondered at the voice behind the modulator. Would it be deeper? More robust? Would it be even more pleasing than this one that stroked fingers of violent want through her blood?

"Good morning," she murmured, voice husky still with sleep.

Before she could ask, the canteen he carried on his belt was in his hand. "Drink?"

She nodded, catching it easily when he tossed it to her. "Thank you. I'm not used to morning conversations anymore. Or any conversations in some years."

"You've done well, evading capture until now. Now, the Tribe will help."

"The Tribe," she whispered. "I've been alone for so long." The idea of being part of something was both appealing and terrifying. "I look forward to meeting your Alor."

"She will be glad to meet you. They all will. Everyone will hope-" He cut himself off, busying himself with the lizard cooking over the fire.

"Mando, they should not hope for what I do not think I can give," she sighed, lifting Grogu to her lap when he shuffled over.

"You don't know for sure you can't bond, Baast. Give it time."

Time was all she had. Life was a long thing for a Zentari alone in the universe.

Small green hands gently touched her cheeks, causing her to look down at Grogu. He cooed a sweet noise as she gazed into big, dark eyes. They were expressive in their own right, and she felt herself falling, diving once more into his mind.

The images came fast and furious. Din running, fighting, killing, but almost always alone.

Baast closed her eyes as pain washed through her for the Mandalorian. "I cannot," she whispered to the child. "It would not be fair."

Grogu frowned at her before squealing loudly. More images filled her mind, these of a man reckless with his safety, one who had little to nothing to live for.

She gasped and wrenched her face away from his hands, but it didn't stop the flow of ridiculousness. Kriff! The man had a death wish!

When Grogu disappeared from her lap, only then did he release her from his grasp.

Baast sent the green menace a glare. "That was entirely rude."

He smiled and blew a raspberry.

"I'm sorry," Din murmured, holding the child away like Grogu was a danger.

She held up her hand, continuing to glare. "Do not apologize for something he did. It sets a poor president. Invading my mind is bad manners, little one. Disregarding another's desires is a step down a dark path. This will not be allowed."

"Dark path?" Din asked.

"The Jedi and the Sith. One force believes in peace and passivity. The other wants power and are often corrupted by that passionate desire, both use the Force. He has the potential to be extremely powerful, but with that power comes responsibility. It is a razor's edge to walk, one I am not confident I have the skill to help him navigate."

Din straightened, but his shoulders lowered, relaxing his posture. "You'll help him? I didn't want to bring it up, but I'm running out of options."

"Yes," she sighed. "I know of one who may be able to help him, but I do not know if he will come at my call. Where is your covert?" He said nothing, and Baast tilted her head in apology. "That was an improper question. Forgive me."

"Always," he murmured.

She wondered if that would still be true should he learn what Grogu already suspected. "If I am to make contact, it must be from Tatooine."

"Why Tatooine?"

"Because it is the planet we agreed upon." She turned toward the fire and the spit of roasting meat before looking up at Din. "Have you eaten?"

The movement was subtle, a single negative action.

Baast hummed and reached for the cloth that tied her pants' to her calf and began to unwrap it.

"What are you doing?"

She ignored him and continued until her pant leg fluttered free. The cloth was only a couple inches wide, but it was long and thick enough to make an adequate blindfold.

She lifted it to her eyes, only for his hand to shoot out and grab her wrist. It felt odd for him to touch her with the slightly cracked but soft leather of a glove now that she knew the feel of his skin.

"You don't need to do that."

Baast blinked slowly, gaze drifting to his hand before returning to the visor where his eyes would be. "It is not a need but a want. I will do this, Din Djarin, so that you may eat freely with the child and I. This is the Way."

"It is unnecessary."

She unfolded, rising gracefully to stand before him, wrist yet held in his grasp. "When last did you eat?"

He said nothing.

She tilted her head and held out the cloth. "I have not shared a meal with another in many years. I would share this meal with you and Grogu. Allow me to honour your Creed."

There was no sound, no movement beyond what Grogu contributed to the conversation in small burbles of noise. The Mandalorian was still and silent, a hunter in all things.

Baast waited, quiet, calm. After so many years in a cell, the forest gave her peace, but those years had taught her patience. She could wait for eternity for his decision. She had the time, after all.

What went on behind the helmet, she couldn't know, but eventually, he set Grogu down, released her wrist, and took the blindfold. "Turn around."

She did so, pushing her hair back to uncover her ears. "If possible, try not to cover them. The tips are sensitive, and the fabric will feel abrasive."

The cloth came down over her eyes, hooked behind her ears, and crossed at the back of her head.

"Again," she murmured. "I can still see."

Twice more, the fabric circled before he tied a knot.

Her senses heightened, hearing, smell, and the sixth sense that had been with her all her life. The Force resonated in every living thing, glowing and pulsing, connecting all of them. She could see it like an orange glow, thin lines and thick, veining out around them.

"Good?"

"Yes." The heat of the fire warmed her skin, but before she could move, Din took her hand and elbow.

"Kneel. I'll get you some food."

Baast followed his direction, aware of the bright light that was Grogu coming to her side. He placed his hand on hers, flooding Baast with a gentle apology. She turned her hand over to hold his little claws.

A quiet hiss filled her ears, causing her to turn toward Din. The beskar blocked some of his energy, the Force somehow muted by it. Then he lifted off his helmet.

It took every effort to restrain herself from gasping. He glowed white, the shining brightness of a sun. Shock left her mute as she tracked the supernova that was this Mandalorian as he set down his helmet and removed the spit from the fire. He pulled off a piece of meat, maybe a leg, she couldn't quite tell, and brought it to her.

"Here." The deep baritone was like the softest of silk to her senses.

Baast held out her hands for the meat. His bare fingers grazed her palm as the hot meal hit her flesh, and grease trickled through her fingers.

"Thank you," she managed to force from a throat gone tight with emotion.

"It's hot. Be careful."

She stuffed down the aching need to reach out and feel the lips that produced such a voice and smiled crookedly instead. "Too long have you travelled with only Grogu for company."

He chuckled. "Perhaps."

Another wave of needy desire hit her, but Baast fought it off. She would not doom him to a half-life with an unfinished bond.

She ate and made sure he ate once Grogu was fed, asking questions about the child and how they came to be together simply to keep him talking. His voice was a balm to a soul grown used to silence.

When they finally finished their meal, she waited for him to return his helmet and come to release the blindfold. His hands were deft, skilled, and careful not to pull her hair.

Baast blinked to adjust to the quickly blooming daylight, then retied her pant leg as Din smothered the fire. She reached for Grogu and stood, ready to leave.

"I can carry him."

She tilted her head, already missing the gentle ebb and flow of the Force from him, now encased in all that beskar. "Do you object to me carrying him because you think I am weak or out of principle because he is your foundling?"

"Uh…"

She arched a brow. "Do not underestimate me, Mando. I live because I am jatnese be te jatnese. The best of the best."

"I know what it means," he huffed.

"Then stop being ori'buyce, kih'kovid," she smirked. "I will care for the child as you have cared for me."

"Atin," he muttered.

She didn't protest because, yes, she was stubborn.

"Fine." She could almost hear a pout in his modulated voice as he turned and marched out of their temporary camp. "And I'm not all helmet," he grumbled, likely thinking she couldn't hear him.

Baast smirked and gave Grogu a wink. "Come along, ad'ika. We weak ones best keep up with the big strong Mandalorian," she teased.

"I will leave you behind."

She grinned at his back. "No, you will not."

***

By the time they reached the Razor Crest, he was sweating in his beskar again, but with the luxury of the fresher within sight, Din didn't let it bother him.

He disarmed the ground defences and lowered the hatch, heading inside to get them underway. He wanted off the planet before anyone else thought to come looking for Baast'mal.

Hopefully, the Alor would know who to bribe to falsify a new chain code for her. Either that, or there would be an all-out war to eliminate the threat and bounty on her head. Or, she would spend the rest of her life hunted by the Empire.

He hated that thought. Baast was not a creature who should spend her life hiding. She should be allowed out into the light, a creature of hope and beauty.

Though he hadn't seen the true colour of her eyes, the rest of her was so mesh'la, when he'd removed his helmet, it had momentarily taken his breath. And without the helmet, her scent had filled his nose like something he'd loved and long forgotten. It was warm, soft, and decadent, all things a Mandalorian put off when he put on the beskar.

It was getting harder and harder to keep his hands to himself.

She closed the ramp and followed him to the ladder, climbing up with Grogu to slip into the seat back and to his right.

"Once we've left the atmosphere, you're welcome to the fresher, food, whatever you need," he offered, getting them airborne.

"Do I smell?"

He froze. "That wasn't what-"

Her laugher, that throaty purr, cut him off. "It's fine, Mando. An actual fresher after years of lakes and waterfalls will be pleasant."

"Hm. I have to make a stop on Nevarro, then another before we go to Tatooine. Is there anything you need?"

"Clothing. A cloak. And a weapon."

They cleared the planet, and he made the jump into hyperspace before turning around. "What kind?"

"Short sabres or staff will do."

He watched her pet Grogu's ears, gently using those long claws in such a fashion the kid was almost comatose in bliss. She sat with one foot propped on the seat, comfortably leaning on the armrest. He wondered if her skin would begin to lose its sun-kissed nature now that she was off-world.

"How did you learn to fight?" he asked, forcing himself not to think about her skin and how soft it was.

"Mandalorians are not the only warrior race. Zentari are taught from birth; the rest I learned from the idiots who held me captive. They sought to make me a weapon or a slave, with that came training, but Zentari are not so easily coerced, nor do we forget the slaughter of thousands. I am no weak-minded individual to be controlled by some Sith," she spat.

"Sith?" He knew next to nothing about Force-wielders and felt the lack of knowledge acutely.

"They oppose all things the Jedi stand for, desiring power over peace or balance. They corrupt what they touch.."

"And how does a Zentari hold out against someone so powerful?" He didn't wish to insult her, but surely a child against a master Sith couldn't win.

She sighed and looked away, watching the lights of hyperspace. "Zentari are neither good nor evil. We are Force neutral. The blood bonds distinguish much of our future. To avoid creating bonds with those that would bring harm was why Zentarus was so well hidden. But someone betrayed us. They used to brag about it, the Imps. How one who we trusted gave us up to the Empire."

"If you are Force neutral, why allow Mandalorians to know of Zentarus? Why let us come seeking mates?"

She shot those vibrant eyes back in his direction. "Because the Way was honourable once. Perhaps, at some point, Mandalore was led astray by their leader, but that was not our doing. Those that came to us knew the Way. They humbled themselves before us, and if they were denied, they left knowing such was not their destiny. Those who came knowing not the Way… did not leave Zentarus alive."

"Then I am glad I knew the Way," he murmured, wondering who would have won between the two of them had she not revealed herself.

"As am I," she nodded, looking as regal as the Sand Panther she claimed in her blood.

"Were the Jedi not part of your Way?"

She scowled. "The Jedi saw us as a threat. Naturally born Force users who required little training to do much of what they could, who lived for generations, and who were neither good nor evil. They feared what would happen if we were corrupted. An attempt was made to wipe us out. It failed, and we Zentari veiled Zentarus from those who knew not where to look."

"And that's why you didn't want to help us," he sighed, realizing the untenable position he'd put her in.

She stood, placing the sleeping Grogu down on her seat before taking the step she needed to stand between his spread knees. Her hands lifted to land lightly on the sides of his helmet, gliding over the metal. "It is no longer a want but a need. I will not watch Grogu fall to the side of the Sith because of my fear of the Jedi. He must be trained."

She leaned down and rested her forehead against his helmet as long lashes veiled her eyes. "This is the Way."

Without his permission, Din's hands found her hips and drew her incrementally closer. "I will protect you, Baast."

"We will protect each other."

He hummed his agreement and wondered at the low ripple of sound vibrating through his chest.

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