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tofulikesmala · 6 months

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Genshin cuddle headcannons

Genre: fluff

who?: Neuvillette, thoma, xiao, scaramouche, tighnari, itto, freminet,

Neuvillette

ah yes, hard on the outside but soft on the inside

He's the very clingy type, even if he tries his best to remain formal, he can't help but be attached to you

Would bury his face in your neck

You would usually have to initiate it first,

He would be the big spoon, but he's okay with small spoon too!

Being the big spoon, he could feel you by your side, making sure your safe

If he were the small spoon, this man would be blushing like mad, trust me

Thoma

Mmmm yes thoma >33

I feel he would be the more romantic type when it comes to cuddling, embracing every part of your body, tucking your hair behind your ears, ykyk

Well, depends on your personality, who initiates first might differ?but i feel thoma would be the kind of person to request to cuddle shamelessly

He's fine with both big spoon and small spoon

If he's the big spoon, you'll definitely be receiving headpats!!!!!

If he's the small spoon, he'd lie on your tummy, no matter the size

Xiao

Bold of you to assume this man gets sleep

But......if its you...who is he to decline?

"The adepti don't rest....let alone sleep. How absurd of you to think I would cuddle."

Nah man your going to find this man clinging onto you like there's no tomorrow at 3 fucking am in the morning

Good luck, because he's not gonna let you go

Need to go to the toilet? Nah you have a bladder for a reason

He's def big spoon, only on rare occasions you wake up, to you hugging his body

He'd definitely be embarrassed 100%

Scaramouche

Well, he'd be reluctant at first, for sure, but he will give in. eventually

Well, at least he won't appear in your room at 3 fucking am in the morning like somebody

He's def big spoon, he just can't afford to hurt his pride lololol

Would 100% flick your forehead for absolutely no reason

He's also the type to NOT.LET.YOU.GO.

“scara babe i need to go to the toilet :("

Naur he would just groan and fall back asleep

Man's grip on you is STRONG. You won't be able to wiggle out lol

Tighnari

DEUWYFGUYWEGUQFE I WANNA HUG HIS TAIL SO BAD

Would def allow you to hug his tail

His face would be so red as you gently stroke it

You could wake up in the middle of the night and see his ears twitching

He won't have such a strong grip on you, but it won't be a loose one either

If you wiggle out and go to the toilet, and he finds out he will be sad :(

His ears would go down

Once your back, expect to receive lots of forehead kissessss

Both big and small spoon is fine with him

Itto

Good luck with this guy💀

Better say your prayers to your family and friends, because this guy IS GONNA PLANT HIS WHOLE FUCKING ASS ON YOU

he's laying on top of you, crushing you with his weight

nah im kidding, he knows he's on the heavier side, so he'd adjust back later

Oh but don't be surprised if you found his foot shoved up your face

But in the non messy times, he'd definitely hold you tight, making sure you with him

Another one to shamelessly demand for cuddles

Freminet

He tries to be a big spoon, but you end up pampering him instead XD

Its 90% of the time you initiate it first

Bro would be the definition of blushing mess

He would rest his head against your chest

If your flat (like me) he would listen to the soft thumps of your heartbeat. It comforts him in a way

If you have bigger chests, he'd be so embarrassed, be he likes to use it as a pillow, he finds it very comfortable, as long as your okay with it of course!

He would hug you tight, but would start apologising once he realises :(

Notes: MY SECOND FIC HHAHAHAHA LOVE YALL

#genshin x reader #neuvilette x reader #thoma x reader #tighnari x reader #xiao x reader #scaramouche x reader #itto x reader #freminet x reader #genshin fluff

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gt-daboss · 1 month

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Teasing giants...

TEASING GIANTS YALL!

I feel like we are not realizing the full POTETNIAL of this! Like, instead of being all nice and gentle and 'Ooooh, I'll be so gentle the size difference will barely be noticeable!' NAH, SCREW THAT! Use those giant beautiful lips to blow a gust of wind that frazzles my hair, I'll get revenge by scaring you the next time you open the medicine cabinent! Jump on the bed and send me flying (uhhh, catch me tho ofc ofc...) and i'll hide in your morning coffee. like, the possibilities are ENDLESS, we should definitely be messing around with our giant/tiny friends more often like...

anyways, heres @entomolog-t 's characters from her story Bite Me who perfectly fit this idea (maybe even a little too good... but you should go check it out to find out for yourself!)

PS! Sorry if I didn't portray your characters right (artistically or otherwise) I was more going off of the general vibe of their interactions in a more lighthearted manner, maybe a post-trauma interaction xD?

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and-claudia · 1 year

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His Heir pt 15 (Darth Maul x pregnant reader)

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Word count: 3143 (it's longer than usual)

Warnings: Qi'ra (big time on this one), straying from cannon (I know I've already been doing that, but I do it quite a bit more here, but just go with it please), arguing, mentions of mood swings, let me know if I missed anything

Hope you enjoy!!

(also, i swear one of these days Imma use a gif of lego Maul just to fuck with yall XD)

The rest of my week off passed uneventfully. I spent my days in Maul’s quarters on his days off, only to return to mine late at night or when he actually went to his office for the day. I’m sure I could have stayed the night if I had asked but I didn’t want to overstep or overextend my stay. In the past, I had only stayed because we were having sex to get pregnant, and now that I was, there didn’t seem to be a need for me to stay anymore.

Today was my first day back was today and I was lucky I was feeling much better. I got dressed and went over to the kettle and began making mine and Maul’s cup of tea. However, as they were steeping I caught a whiff of it and my stomach began churning. In an instant, I grabbed one of the mugs and dumped it out. I would still bring Maul his but wouldn’t be bringing any for myself.

While walking to his office, I tried my best not to breathe in through my nose, not wanting the smell to make me any more nauseous than I already was. Upon walking into Maul’s office i was taken aback when I saw Qi’ra already there.

“Good morning, Lady Yn. How are you?”

I knew this was his subtle way of asking if I was having any morning sickness or if I was having another headache.

“I am well, how about yourself?” I asked with a smile as I approached the desk.

“Better now that I’ll have my tea… why only one mug? Don’t tell me you have forgotten about my tea, Yn.” He teased as if Qi’ra wasn’t right there.

“I would never,” I held the mug out for him to take, “I just wasn’t really feeling like having a cup of tea this morning.” I said, hoping he would get the hint.

I am assuming he did, seeing as he took the mug from me with a small nod. I took my seat as and gave Qi’ra a polite nod in acknowledgment.

“Okay, are there any questions before we begin?” Maul asked.

“No, we’re ready to begin, Lord Maul.” Qi’ra said quickly, without even glancing at me to confirm.

“Actually, I did.”

Maul nodded for me to continue.

“I glanced over the schedule for the week and I believe that something was forgotten in my absence.” I explained.

My words had just barely left my mouth before Qi’ra was interjecting, “I can assure you nothing was forgotten. I made the schedule myself.”

“Well, that would explain why it was forgotten then.” I shot back before turning to Maul once again, “The anniversary of you becoming Mand'alor is coming up in about 4 weeks.” I reminded him.

Maul thought for a moment before nodding, “You’re right it is.”

“And there is nothing in preparation for it on the schedule. It’s a huge, multiday event we need to start doing that now or it’ll be a shitshow.” I said truthfully.

Although my life on Mandalore was filled with negativity, I could not deny that it was where I came from. When Maul defeated Pre Vizla and became Mand’alor, it was the best day of my life. I had told him of the Darksaber in the first place. He has even said it himself, that if it wasn’t for me he would have never gotten that far. So the celebration was still a big deal to me. The first celebration had been held on Mandalore and was filled with Mandalorian traditions that have continued on through the years.

“Well, it’s a gala, it can’t be that hard to prepare for.” Qi’ra said.

“It’s not just a gala, Qi’ra. There’s a lot of details that go into it that can’t just be thrown together.” I tried to explain, but she was starting to piss me off.

“Well, if we’re doing this on such short notice, perhaps some of the details can be skipped. I can have inventory of what’s in the kitchens done and figure out what dishes can be prepared from that. I can have a mass message prepared by this afternoon to go out as invitations.” She began listing off things that she could do.

“Qi’ra, listen to me when I say this. It is not that simple. The details cannot be skipped. There is a certain dinner that must be served. There is a specific guest list. There are traditions for this celebration.” I said.

“Traditions change.” She said smugly.

Before I got the chance to rip her a new one, Maul spoke up and attempted to defuse the situation.

“Lady Qi’ra,” Upon hearing her name she sat up a bit straighter and batted her eyelashes at him as if he was about to take her side, “Listen to Lady Yn. She’s right. This celebration has many traditions that shall be upheld, and not forgotten or changed. And to ensure this, I am putting Lady Yn in charge of it all. You’ll be cleared of all other duties. Whatever you need, you tell me, make the calls and arrangements that need to be made.” I nodded my head.

“First and foremost I’ll need a guest list.” I said.

He nodded, “I’ll get one to you before the end of the day.”

“Excuse me but, Lady Yn is an advisor. What does planning a gala-”

“It’s not a gala.” I snapped.

“Fine, what does a celebration have to do with advising? Isn’t planning more of righthand’s job?” She asked, sending me a sideways glare.

“If it was a normal gala then yes, technically it would be your responsibility. Even with that being said though, you have not planned on for Crimson Dawn as of yet so I would still be having Lady Yn lead the planning while you followed along with her to learn everything that goes into planning an event of this magnitude.” Maul explained.

I for sure thought that would have put her in her place but she was speaking up once again.

“Well, then should I be following her as she plans for this gal- celebration?” She asked.

“Lady Qi’ra, you need to listen better when I speak. Did I tell you to follow her as she plans this particular celebration?”

“No.”

“Then, no. I do not want you to. Lady Yn is from Mandalore, she understands why we have the traditions that we do at this celebration, she is more than capable of doing this on her own. Do you understand?”

“Yes, my apologies, Lord Maul.” She hung her head slightly.

We continued the meeting, discussing how to split my duties up among the other lower advisors.

“Okay, Vapex can take…” Qi’ra said looking over her datapad.

“Actually, can we leave him off as well so I can use him to assist me?” I asked, looking to Maul for approval.

Vapex was from Mandalore. He moved to Dathomir at the same time I did and has been an advisor for as long as I could remember.

“Yes, that should be fine.” Maul said.

“I can help her.” Qi’ra suggested and I actually rolled my eyes this time. How was she not getting the hint?

“Qi’ra where are you from again?” I asked.

“Corellia…” She was confused by my sudden question.

“Corellia… so not Mandalore?”

“No. What does this have to do with anything?”

Her attitude made me snap and became a bit condescending as I explained it to her.

“This celebration is to honor Maul and is for the anniversary of him being Mand'alor, it is rooted in Mandalorian culture. A Corellian cannot plan a Mandalorian celebration. It must be done by a Mandalorian if it's to be done right. I grew up on Mandalore. I know both the warrior and unfortunately the pacifist side of Mandalorians, you know nothing-”

“I actually kno-” She tried to interject.

“You know nothing about us, Qi’ra!” I raised my voice.

I took a deep breath to compose myself.

“For as long as I am here, I will be the one planning this celebration. Not you. Understand?” I asked.

Qi’ra was clearly in shock at the way I just spoke to her. She glanced over to Maul to see how he was reacting. He slimy grasped his hands together as his eyes shifted from each of us, waiting for her to answer.

“I understand.” She said.

“Good.” I mumbled just as Maul began speaking.

“I think this is a good place to end the meeting. Lady Qi’ra, go on and begin distributing the schedules for the week to everyone. Lady Yn, if you can spare the time and stay for a bit so we can discuss a few things for the celebration?”

“Of course.” I said.

Qi’ra said her goodbyes to Maul and completely ignored me as she gathered herself and left the office.

“That was unexpected.” Maul said, slight amusement in his tone.

“I am so sorry, Maul… I honestly have no idea what came over me. She just really got under my skin and the next thing I knew I was yelling at her. I don’t know what happened.” I said.

“Well dear,” he began, “You are roughly 7 weeks pregnant at this point, mood swings are to be expected.” He said.

“Holy shit, Maul… I’m going to end up killing her before this baby gets here.” I was only half joking.

Maul laughed, shaking his head, “I would appreciate it if you didn’t. It took me long enough to find a decent right hand, besides you of course.”

“I’ll try.”

“Anyways, I wanted to discuss the celebration some.” He said, changing topics.

I nodded for him to continue.

“I want to tell them the truth, love. They and you deserve it.” He said, but I shook my head.

“Maul, it was an accident.” I insisted.

We have had this conversation many times. He wasn’t technically Mand'alor. I was. It was a freak accident. So much so that I had insisted that since he had been the only witness that it didn’t matter, but he knew better. So instead we agreed he’d continue to be the face of Mand'alor, but all decisions were made by me.

“No it wasn’t. The universe didn’t see me fit to be Mand’alor, so it gave you possession of the Darksaber. It’s yours, and I think it’s time to let that be known.”

I sighed.

“If we did that, what would that mean for everything else? Would I stay your advisor?”

“Of course. Like I have, you’d wear both caps.”

“Wouldn’t that be a conflict of interests then?” I was worried about what the other leading members of Crimson Dawn would have to say.

“It hasn’t been considered one for me, so it shouldn't be for you.”

“Yes, but you’re the leader here, Maul. It’s different. They have respect for you.”

Maul leaned forward a bit, “Yn, they have the same respect for you whether you see it or not. Need I remind you, you ran Crimson Dawn in my absence. They know you’re capable of leading, they hold the same respect for you as they do for me. And if for some reason they don’t, and they have an issue with it, I’ll deal with them, I promise.”

He never broke his promises, and I knew he wouldn’t break this one either. Maul has “dealt” with people for me before, it usually ends with a lightsaber through the chest.

I slowly began nodding, “Okay… I’m ready to do it then.”

“Good… now go on and get started with planning. If you need anything from me, let me know.” He before standing up and walking around to the other side of the desk as I stood as well.

When I got to my and Qi’ra’s office, Vapex was already waiting for me.

“Good morning, Yn.” He greeted me.

“Good morning, Vapex. We have a lot of work to do and not a lot of time to do it.” I said, opening the door for us.

“I’m ready to work. I brought a few holodisc that we can set up and help us visualize everything.” He said, smiling.

“What are you two doing?” Qi’ra asked, looking up from her datapad.

“Getting to work on the celebration.” I said as if it were obvious, which it should have been.

“Can’t you do this somewhere else? I am trying to work.”

“Qi’ra, were working as well. This is my office as well, sometimes you’re going to have to deal with the fact that I am working with someone in our office.” I said before turning around and getting to work with Vapex.

By the time the end of the day rolled around, Vapex and I had gotten quite a bit done. The menu was made, including drinks, Maul had sent us the guest list, decor had been selected and we had begun work on the layout of the ballroom for the event.

“Lets call it here. We got a lot done. I will discuss with Maul the deviation of colors for everyone. We can start with that tomorrow morning. Sound good?” I asked as I began turning stuff off and gathering my things.

“Sounds perfect. I’ll get the menue to the cooking droids so they can inventory what they have and what they need. Then hopefully they can get a list to Qi’ra within the next two days to get it ordered in time.” He said.

“Wonderful, I’ll see you tomorrow.” I said before he got up and left.

I stood and stretched before checking the time, Maul should still be in office.

“I’m heading out for the night. Make sure you turn out the lights before you leave.” I said as I began walking to the door that connected our office to Maul’s.

“I thought you were leaving?”

“I am, but I need to speak with Maul.” I said.

“Well so do I.”

“Okay, you’re also still working. Just finish with that and then go speak with him, or tomorrow.” I said.

“I want to speak to him before you can because it’s about you.”

“What about me?” I asked, clrosing my hands over my chest.

“About how unprofessional your little blowup was this morning. You had no right to speak to me like that.”

“I only did that because I was defending my people… You know the village south of the compound?” I asked.

She nodded.

“The population is right around 300 individuals, do you know where they came from?”

“Arer they not Dathomrian?”

“No. They’re from Mandalore. During The Siege of Mandalore, Maul was captured, but before he was he gave instructions. He told me to come here to Dathomir and rule Crimson Dawn until he returned. The Mandalorian people that were loyal to Maul because he was Mand'alor were told to trust me and to follow me if something were to happen to him. They trusted me to get them somewhere safe. And I did. I brought them here with me and set them up in the village. They have been living there ever since. I help make sure that they have everything they need, that they’re protected. They put their trust in me to uphold Mandalorian traditions even though they are so far from home, and I intend to do just that. So if you’re going to come here and threaten to take that away from them, I will defend them. Do you understand?”

I took her silence as a yes before I turned around and walked through the door into Maul’s office.

“I’m not interrupting am I?” I asked gently once the door was shut behind me, I had already told him I’d be coming over once Vapex and had finished and he assured me that I could come over at anytime.

“Not at all,” He said, setting down his datapad, “Is everything alright?”

“Yeah… I was just thinking about the colors for everyone.” I said as I plopped into one of the chairs in front of his desk.

“Okay, well you’ve always been in charge of selecting those. What seems to be giving you trouble this time?”

“So, tha Mand'alor always has their own color, I was going to do burgundy.”

“Lovely choice.”

“Thank you. But the Mand'alor always has a right hand that wears their own color as well that compliments the Mand'alor. I was always considered your right hand when you were Mand'alor. So now, if were announcing me as the true Mand'alor, I need a right hand. And I mean this with all the offence possible, but I don’t want it to be Qi’ra.” I said.

“Well, you can appoint whoever you’d like. Perhaps Vapex, the two of you get along quite well, he helped advise on Mandalore, he would be a good pick.” Maul suggested.

I shook my head before giving him a small smile.

“Despite the fact that you didn’t pick me to be your right hand for Crimson Dawn,” I began with a teasing tone, “I would like to ask you to be my right hand as I take on the role of Mand'alor. I trust you the most, we already work together on most Mandalorian matters, it just makes sense.”

“Yn, I would be honnored.” He gave me a smile.

“Good, I’ll send you the dress codes for everyone so you can help me distribute them tomorrow.” I said before standing up.

“Where are you off to?” He asked.

“I am starving. I was going to head to my quarters for dinner.” I said.

“Would you like to come over for dinner? I know it was a long day of planning for you, perhaps we could watch a holofilm and relax some?”

“I would love to.” I smiled.

A knock sounded through his office.

“Yes?” Maul called out to it.

“Lord Maul, it’s me Qi’ra. May I come in?”

Maul raised his hand and used the force to open the door from where he sat.

“Yes, Lady Qi’ra?”

She eyed me up.

“I was hoping I could speak to you before you left for the day?”

“Of course, what about?” Maul said.

“I would prefer us to be alone for this discussion.”

Maul was taken aback by her request but turned his attention to me none the less.

“Lady Yn, go on to my quarters and send for the cooking droids to begin preparing dinner, your choice. I’ll be there as soon as I can.” He said.

“Of course,” I said before turning to leave.

As I passed Qi’ra I stopped, “Try not to keep him too long.” I said with a smirk, knowing it’d get under her skin.

Maul’s PoV

“What is it that you wanted to discuss?” I asked, leaning back in my chair as Qi’ra approached my desk.

“I think you should fire Yn.”

A/n: I hope y'all don't hate this lil plot twist I've added here. It's going to tie in more in the next part STOP READING HERE IF YOU DONT WANT A SMALL SPOILER!!!!!!!!!! its also going to allow us to see a bit of the earlier parts of Maul and Yn relationship

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ashwii · 1 year

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yall ever grew up with Horton Hears A Who?

yeah i hc thats how Splinter managed to communicate with the turtles up in the sky based on that one anon who hcs splinter managing to continue living a normal human life with his acting career. i imagine the boys will just screech a loud "WAKEY WAKEY GOOD MORNING DAD" in there every morning to get splinter starting his day like how most parents wake up to their children bouncing on the bed

LOL omg I love this XD <3

#ask #yall headcanons are everything i swear djsjsjq

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quinloki · 15 days

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I would like to say that I had squirrel brain tonight and thought about many many things but here's the one to share with you

I mean I'm back on my sabo&marco brainrot and just two thoughts

marco walking in on you and sabo once and sabo is like you wanna watch for once? and it's hot when sabo watches but you've somewhat grown a little accustomed to it, but seeing marco watch yall with that fire in his eyes as sabo whispers things like 'oh is this how it feels for marco?' and talking about how you're getting tighter everytime you make eye contact with marco he'd be mean and whisper all sorts of deranged things in your ear, I love it

and then marco gets to take a turn when sabo is done and it's back to sabo watching and appreciating, commenting that he liked being watched and yall should switch it up again sometime and marco points out that you seem to like that idea bc your body responds to it >>

alsooooo

going back to the beach day thoughts briefly too, thinking about not knowing how many of the brothers were just covered in ink until yall end up on the beach together and they're just in their swimming trunks and you're like... thank god for sunglasses

and yall get together to play that game where you get on someone's shoulders and push eachother and the plan is ace as your partner but he got a little too aggressive in a volleyball match with luffy and is gonna sit out. and you're like man, bummer, I wanted to play

and as sabo/marco are both going to volunteer (bc thighs around their neck hellooooooo) luffy just runs over and picks you up like YES LETS GO KICK ASS

you both end up toppled over in the water in no time at all (izou plays dirty) and they decide to go avenge you and you're like man I hope no one can tell im checking their muscles flexing thru these sunglasses and seeing the two of them so close is really doing something for your heart but that's a moral dilemma for another day

some firepit fun later in the night where luffy and ace are running around with fireworks and it's cold so you go sit in between sabo and marco like. ah. so warm and nice. and you're tipsy so you say something out loud like 'it's so nice being between you two' and they both choke on their drink and hope no one else heard

....... this brainrot is so back with a vengeance I can't even

Kaz

Kaz I love you

I'm dying - omg I was almost CACKLING far too early in the morning, I love it! That's making it into the story, 100% Beach episode chapters are getting expanded. I love that that one sentence from you is enough for the two of them to be like "okay maybe we can float the idea of poly deal, we get along well enough, and --" sort of thing =3

The shift from realizing they're each others rivals, to working together cause Izou's a lil' shit, to that sort of "oh that's an option" xD

And gods you started off so hot with that switching who watches and I love that too =3 Sabo and that commentary - WHEW! Good show my friend.

#quin answers #reader insert #x reader #kazieai #marco the phoenix #revolutionary sabo #sabo the revolutionary

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plainemmanem · 2 years

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* You're Mine (chapter nine)

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Pairing: Poe Dameron x Reader

Summary: A risky mission.

Warnings: poorly written flight protocol (sorry!), fighting/explosions/etc.

Word Count: 2,218

A/N: welcome back lovelies, it's good to see you!!! im kind of unsure about this chapter, but i hope y'all enjoy! also i am not an expert on flying protocol so please bare with me XD anyways,, reblogs/likes are greatly appreciated, and i always love reading the little things you guys leave for me down in the comment section ;] smooches ^>^ please feel free to send an ask or comment to be added to the taglist! love yall<3

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Three years.

It had been nearly three whole years since you’d been in any sort of cockpit. Yet, here you were - strapped in and preparing for takeoff.

It had been a relatively slow morning, nothing much to report. The First Order had been laying low recently, which could only mean one thing: they were planning some sort of large attack.

The base had recently gotten word that the First Order may have found a relative location of your base, but it seemed unlikely. The base on Ajan Kloss had been running for years now, and the First Order had never managed to locate it.

But sometimes, things change.

It all happened in a blur. At first there were only a few TIE fighters circling the skies, then a few dozen interceptors, then the base was hit all at once. Around a hundred ships total - not the First Order’s entire arsenal, but definitely enough to destroy a Resistance base.

It was all hands on deck. Everyone who could fly a plane or launch missiles were immediately gearing up for a fight. Civilians were evacuated to a fallout shelter just below base while Leia and other officials began assembling a game plan. On such short notice, the plan was relatively simple: take out as many ships as possible to protect the base until the First Order gives up their attack. The other possibility wasn’t mentioned, but it remained unspoken in everyone’s minds: if the First Order succeeded, the base would be destroyed, along with any civilians and the entire Resistance itself.

With no time to change into uniform, you grab a spare flight helmet and hop in the nearest open x-wing.

“Black Squadron. All combat systems armed and ready. Preparing main engines,” the authoritarian voice calls through your headset. The voice sounds familiar, yet foreign.

“Roger. Fighters, start engines. Report.” More voices call out through the headset. Maker, you were rusty on your flying jargon.

You climb into the front seat of the cockpit, scanning the consoles surrounding you. A colorful collage of dials, screens, and gauges sat before you. Quickly you scan the panel in search of the engine switch. Your eyes pan over two blank screens front and center, then along the dozens of blinking buttons crammed onto the panel, waiting to be used. You recognized some, the red button for deploying missiles, a blue button for an overall report on the ship’s function, and another red button for emergency ejection. You look to your left and spot the white switch to start the engine and quickly flip it upwards. The ship roars to life beneath you, vibrating your seat and heating up the small compartment.

You peer out your window and see a row of x-wings similar to yours preparing for takeoff, engines slowly glowing red. A flurry of voices quickly begin flooding your headset once again.

“Black Leader standing by. Black Squadron. Report.”

Black Leader? You think. That must be Poe, isn’t he the commander of Black Squadron?

“Black Two standing by.”

“Black Three standing by.”

“Black Four standing by.”

Silence takes over the comms and you think for a moment that your comm had been disconnected.

“Black Five?” Poe’s voice cuts back through the headset. “Black Leader to Black Five, copy?”

Your eyes go wide, quickly realizing which headset and ship you grabbed.

“Uh, yes. Black Five standing by,” you stutter through the headset.

Kriff.

“Alright, Black Leader ready. All fighters, prepare to launch,” you hear Poe rattle through your headset.

You take a deep breath, trying to recall your piloting days, and grab onto the two sticks at the ends of your armrests, one for each hand.

“Black Squadron, cleared,” you hear another voice enter your comms, clearing you for lift off.

“Alright, everyone,” you hear Poe’s grimm expression through the intercom, “Black Squadron, by series, launch.”

One by one, the ships before you slowly hover off the ground, eventually rearing back and taking off.

First Black Two, then Three, then Four, until, finally, your turn.

You close your eyes one more time, picturing the X-Wing Flight Manual in your mind. The countless pictures and words adorning the pages slowly drifted back into your mind’s eye. It was hard to forget the manual after staring at the book for hours on end as a young child - on Leia’s orders, of course.

It’s just like riding a bike… Only, it’s ten metric tons of metal that can fly roughly 652 miles per hour… Not so different.

You inhale deeply and breathe out through your nose, eyes popping open. You grip the sticks just a little bit tighter, then begin pulling the right one towards you slowly, lifting your ship off the ground.

The movement felt familiar, the weight of the sticks brought back fond memories of learning to fly in your youth with Leia as your instructor. But, of course, there were little to no stakes then. Now, the Resistance was on the line. Your new home.

Once you were a decent way off the ground you looked to the other stick on your left, this one for acceleration.

Your left hand grips tighter, feeling its familiar cool metal through your gloves, then you snap it forward, shooting you out of the hangar and towards your squadron.

“Alright Black Squadron, stay low, we have about twenty ships on our tail, Black Two head south, Black Four head north, Black Three and Five stick with me heading west, hopefully we can redirect some of their fire.”

Suddenly, two of the ships surrounding you make sharp turns and speed off.

“Black Two, copy.”

“Black Four, copy.”

“Black Three, copy.”

Quickly, you remember to recognize your command.

“Black Five, copy.”

You focus on keeping your navigation sticks completely straight to maintain course. Peaking out your windows, you spot about seven TIE fighters spinning off to follow Black Two and Black Four, but there are still about thirteen more ships following close behind you.

“Black Three, propel up, see if you can deflect some of this heat behind us.”

“Black Three copy.”

You look beside you out your window and see another x-wing soaring beside you. Upon closer inspection, you spot Jessika in the cockpit before she hurdles upwards, taking three more TIE fighters with her.

To your left you see another x-wing flying amongst four different enemy TIEs, weaving between them.

“Getting some trouble over here, Black Leader.”

You squint and spot Snap weaving through the First Order ships, shooting off missiles, taking out two ships behind him.

“Woah!” You can hear Snap call out through his headset, narrowly avoiding the explosion he created.

“Black Two, you all right?” Poe’s frazzled voice jumps through the comms.

“All good, nothing I can’t handle.”

“All right,” Poe sighs in relief, “Black Five, you still with me?”

“Copy, Black Leader,” you call out, scanning the skies around you, spotting ten TIE fighters hot on your tail.

“Ok, we're gonna do a little maneuvering here, sound good?”

“Black Five standing by,” you say, matter-of-factly.

“Alright, I know you’re a bit rusty so I’ll walk you through the plan quickly. I’m gonna head out north with you following suit… ”

As you listen to Poe’s command, you start to really notice the formation of the ships behind you and your distance to the ground.

A clear field. You see below you.

“Then I’m gonna take some of the guys away from you, as they follow me, you’ll prep your missiles and take ‘em out one by one, whaddya say?”

“Huh? Oh, um, sure Poe- I mean Black Leader. I copy.”

As you and Poe continue to weave around, avoiding shots from the TIEs behind you, you start to recall a particular conversation with Leia during your early flight training:

“Just remember,” Liea says, “if you ever find yourself in a sticky situation, there’s always a way out. You can either depend on your missiles to get you out of a jam, or you can revert to more… unconventional methods.”

“Oooo, ‘unconventional methods?’” you ask with a twinkle in your eye. “What exactly does that entail?”

“No, no, I’ll teach you that when you’re much, much older.”

“Aw, Leia, please! Come on, I’ve spent months flying! Don’t you want to know that if I found myself in a sticky situation, I’d have all the resources necessary to make it out alive?!”

Leia sighs under her breath.

“You can be persuasive… but not this time.”

“Oh! Come on! Please!” you start to give her your signature puppy dog eyes in protest.

Leia laughs heartily at your desperate face and rolls her eyes.

“Fine, but I’m not going to let you actually perform the maneuver, it’s far too dangerous and should only be used in high pressure situations, which you should never find yourself in regardless…” she gives you a stern look, which prompts you to give an enthusiastic nod in response.

“Alright, well, it was a little trick Han taught me a few years ago. Claimed he actually did it himself, but he was always all talk…” she leans in closer, giving you a mischievous grin. “Basically, if you had a whole bunch of ships on your tail and you were close enough to the planet below you, you could shoot straight down to the earth,” Leia begins mimicking the ship’s motion with her hand, shooting it down to the floor beneath your feet. “Then, right at the last second, you could pull up on the center stick as hard as you can and turn your directional stick into a barrel roll away from the ground! You would be able to fly away at the last possible moment, but the fighters behind you wouldn’t be so lucky.”

She stands back up to her full height with a satisfied smirk. Your eyes grow wide at the implication of such a daring trick.

“You’d have to be above a clear field, of course… But that’s the legend. Now, let’s go get you some lunch,” Leia gives you one final warm smile and takes your hand, leading you to the cafeteria…

“Black Five! Do you copy?” You quickly snap back into your current predicament at Poe’s expectant tone blasting through your headset.

“Sorry! Sorry, Black Leader!”

“Do you copy?”

“I- I… Poe- I mean Black Leader, I have an idea.”

“Black Five, your orders are already in place.” You can hear Poe’s clenched jaw through the comms.

“Yes, yes, I know, but-”

“No ‘buts,’ Black Five, you’ve been given an order.”

“But sir-”

Poe shouts your name, cutting you off abruptly.

“Enough! You will make an immediate cut north and divert fire, then loop around to hit the ships on our tail, do you copy?”

Your blood was boiling. The audacity! And he wouldn’t even hear you out! With anger taking over all rational thought, you glance one last time to the ground below you.

It’s now or never.

Immediately, you release the two sticks connected to your armrests and opt for the center stick between your legs. With both hands pushing forwards as hard as you can, you rapidly begin to plummet towards the field below.

“Black Five! Black Five!”

You can hear Poe’s voice ringing through your ears, but all you can focus on now is the rapidly approaching ground in front of you. You peak out your rear and see five or six ships just behind you.

Poe keeps calling out your name, over and over, shouting in desperation, but all you can do is grip the central stick in front of you.

2,000 feet from the ground.

1,000 feet.

900 feet.

500 feet.

You take a deep breath taking your left hand to your side stick to prepare for a barrel roll.

Please maker… Please let this legend be true…

You take in a deep breath and pull back on your central stick with all your strength, pushing your side stick sharply to the right, with just a few feet to spare.

Everything is a blur outside your window, the only thing you can tell is that you haven’t crashed into the field below you.

Suddenly, you hear a ripple of explosions behind you, signaling the end of the TIE fighters on your tail.

You glance back at the smoldering rubble left in your wake.

A smile breaks out on your face at your success and you let out a small “Woooo!” through your comms.

Immediately you settle your controls, pulling up on your center stick and centering your side sticks situated on your armrests. Slowly you fly back up to normal altitude meeting back with your other squadron members who have completed their orders.

You let out a breath you don’t remember holding as you look to your left and right, recognizing Snap and Jessika beside you, with Poe back at the front. You fall in line, completing the v-formation you created at the start of your flight.

You can faintly see a smirk on Snap’s face as you follow Poe back to base, the other action in the skies having died out.

It seems the base will live to see another day.

“Black Squadron, report.” Poe’s fury is palpable through your headset and the realization finally hits you: hellfire is going to rain when you touch down on base…

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willsimpforanyone · 2 years

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Taking place throughout the Hawkeye series. Kate Bishop x Stark!Fem!Reader! phantom powers (much like Danny Phantom). Reader and Kate have known each other since childhood and have been dating. Reader does not know that she is the lost younger sister of Daisy Johnson, she got adopted by Tony Stark. Daisy knows she has a sister so she goes out of her way to look for her and finds her during the whole tracksuit mob debacle with Kate and Clint. So the Coulson team goes to Clint to explain everything.

yall have high expectations of me huh XD i'll do my best hun

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Kate took a deep breath. "So, yeah, basically I'm a superhero now."

I laughed and squeezed her hand. "You do know that meeting your favourite superhero and thinking you were helping him does not count as being a superhero?"

She pouts and pulls me close with her arms around my waist. "Baaaabe, be quiet and just be supportive of your awesome girlfriend, okay?"

"I can't be quiet about my awesome girlfriend." I grin and pull her flushed face to mine to give her a kiss.

"Uh uh, nope, no PDA in this house, missy."

We break away and I roll my eyes. "Dad, you're the one who said she could come round, you'll have to deal with some affection, alright?"

Tony waved a screwdriver at us. "No affection in front of my innocent eyes."

I raised an eyebrow. "Oh really? Is that the rule we've always had? Because I seem to remember a certain day when I was twelve-"

An apple was thrown at me and I let it phase through me.

"We do not speak of that day, if you want pancakes for dinner you're going to have to come hug your old man and promise that you'll do some training tomorrow."

One last peck to Kate's kiss and I skipped over to hug Tony, because yes I really did want pancakes for dinner.

The morning also featured pancakes, piled high with fruit as a compromise with Pepper. Giving each of my adoptive parents a kiss on the cheek I grabbed my training bag and ran out the door.

I was highly amused to see Clint had drawn the short straw to train me today and I interrogated him enough that we came up with a compromise- every bull's-eye I hit, I could ask him a question. I was not as good as Kate with a bow but I got a few questions answered.

I was sweaty and exhausted by the time we were done. "Alright, I'm warning you now, she will seek you out and try to help, you know that?"

Clint ran a hand over his face in exasperation. "I can just about handle you for backup when that unfortunate situation happens, I don't want to babysit the both of you."

"I am offended." I held a hand to my chest, but I could understand his view. We were younger, less experienced, Clint had come out of retirement for the dozenth time to save Kate's ass which I had heavily berated her about.

She was a nightmare, but she was my nightmare.

It was the next few days we got into some real trouble.

They were the Tracksuit Mafia, though I was still unsure if that was their official name or just what we decided to call them. It didn't really matter when all three of us were tied to carousel horses.

I could easily have phased out of the ties but I had to wait for an opportune moment. Despite Kate's incessant chatter and Clint's tired commentary, that one guy just wouldn't take his eyes off me. Damn.

A crash of a window breaking on the other side of the warehouse.

All eyes snapped to the sound.

I vanished.

It was a piece of cake to slip out the ties and slash through the others' ropes until we were all free and armed. There was no time to figure out what had broken the window when we were immediately faced with three tracksuited thugs.

In the few glimpses I got, there was a flash of brown hair, a rippling pulse of energy, a cry that sounded eerily like my own. It wasn't until we'd made our escape and got the hell out of that warehouse that we realised there was a fourth person running right alongside us.

I made eye contact with Clint and we nodded slightly. He veered off into an alley as we followed, losing the woman for just a moment. We whirled around to face her, weapons drawn and power at the ready.

She skidded to a halt, gauntleted hands up in a surrender. Her long brown hair matched her eyes, leather jacket slightly reflecting the streetlight glow.

"I'm not going to hurt you, I promise, none of you." She began, wisely not moving a muscle. "I'm Daisy, Daisy Johnson, and, uh-" she swallowed and looked right at me. "-I think you might be my sister."

I dropped, feet now flat on the floor from where they'd been hovering a foot above the ground. "Excuse me?"

Kate and Clint bristled either side of me and I reached back to take Kate's hand.

"You were adopted, right? When you were a really young kid?"

I frowned. "Yeah, but it only takes a bit of research to work that out."

Daisy slowly lowered her hands. "I only found out I had a sister a few years ago, I've been looking, I mean really looking, for the last few months." She gave a slightly awkward chuckle. "Stark keeps your info pretty close to his chest."

Clint stepped forward. "Even if this is true, now is not the time. We're hurt and need to go." He nodded to us and turned to leave.

"No, wait-!"

But we'd already gone.

Kate's aunt's apartment was closest and we crashed there; almost literally, as I realised I'd twisted my ankle badly from tripping over some general warehouse rubbish. I sent a text to Tony letting him know where I was, who I was with and that we had some crazy shit to tell him when we got back.

I got a reply saying 'language! :D love you kiddo, be safe xx' and I switched my phone off for the night.

Kate woke me up the next day, ironically by doing her best to not let the dog wake me up. I groaned, my ankle still hurting.

"Sorry, babe, did I wake you?" Kate didn't seem particularly sorry, but I pulled her down for a kiss anyway.

"Yeah, you did, but we gotta get going anyway." I sat up, accepting the slightly weird sweater Kate had nicked from her aunt's wardrobe. "Dad needs to know about Daisy."

Clint had already vanished but he was a grown man and knew what he was doing. In theory.

It took a bit but we made it back to my home. Pepper was already waiting at the door, arms folded and a frown that vanished in concern when she saw my limp.

"What happened, honey, are you okay?"

I reassured her it was just a sprained ankle, but was cut off quickly with how busy the living room was.

My dad was there, Clint too, but so was Daisy, Coulson and some other people I'd never met before.

"Uh, dad? What's going on?"

It was Clint that stepped up. "Long story short and with no sarcasm, Daisy might actually be your sister."

I stared at him, clinging to Kate. "I beg your pardon?"

Daisy shifted forward. "It's a long story and I know you might not believe me but I promise I can prove it if you give me a chance."

Kate and I exchanged glances. I located a vacant armchair. "Alright, I'll listen, but there are far too many people in my house."

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i tried lol i hope this was acceptable? thank you for requesting!

#kate bishop #kate bishop imagine #kate imagine #kate bishop x reader #kate x reader #daisy johnson imagine

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laoura07 · 1 year

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Blue lock boys type of coffee (part 1)

including Rin, Chigiri, Reo, Nagi and Sae

Rin: he would have the boldest coffee the shop has to offer. He just cannnot stand the taste of sugared down coffee. He would have his coffee in the morning, drink on it while standing on the balcony, enjoying the sunrise before he has to go train for the day.

Chigiri: He would have the afternoon espresso by the window. Just sipping on his tiny cup of coffee while staring at the approaching sunset is enough to let him rewind a bit. he enjoys this small opportunity to sit down and relax, alone or with someone.

Reo: He would have that one espresso machine that costs thousands of yen, only to use it once or twice before it gets dusty. When he has people over (probably Nagi) he would bring out the machine, and have to read the instructions on how it fonctions because of the lack of usage. His actual type of coffee is a specialty coffee from a small shop that no one knows about. he goes there to avoid fans and is pretty good friends with the owner of the shop. He just bought the machine he has at home out of impulse, and has 0 idea on how to properely make the coffee itself, since it requires a bunch of material and steps to do.

Nagi: This guy thinks coffee is a hassle and most of the times, does not drink some. But when he does, its that instant coffee that everyone despises. Also puts in a minimum of 5 cubes of sugar, since he really hates the bitter taste. So at then end, hes just drinking 95% sugar and 5% coffee. Reo probably scolds him for that, saying its bad for his health. Nagi ignores Reo's remarks, still sipping on his caffeianated sugar.

Sae: he would have decaf, since he is an athlete and his manager does not let him have caffeine because it would ruin his health. But Sae really like coffee, so he takes decaf. He probably drinks it between meetings, and it would have turned cold before he was able to finish it, having to go to another meeting.

yall btw this is my first post, kinda nervous to post it, im not a good writer XD . i just had this idea with a friend one day. Many more parts to come :)

#blue lock #rin itoshi #chigiri hyoma #reo mikage #nagi seishiro #coffee #sae itoshi #part 2 soon

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anotherghoul666 · 1 year

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Oh, hey there, great to see you're back:) Concerning the ask game: orchid, cactus and aloe vera!

I am back my dearest!!! ❤️❤️❤️ I missed you! I'm not back on my writing game yet, gotta get some professional writing out of the way first (like my review of the new Sleep Token aaaaaaaaahhhhhhh buddyyyy it's SO GOOD) before I get back on my porn shit, but I'm at least back prowling the dashboard and spending time with yall! :D

orchid ⇢ what’s a song you consider to be perfect? My immediate thought was to go the early 70s prog route, because this era more than any other in my opinion produced the most perfect-while-very-ambitious tracks in such a short time period. Yes' Heart of the Sunrise is a brilliant example of this.

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cactus ⇢ something you’re currently learning (about)? How discord servers work XD Dude sometimes I feel so boomer with the hip current technology things, I'm super good with some stuff but discord and servers specifically have such a steep learning curve!!! When I jumped in a server for the first time yesterday morning I panic-cried XD It's better now already cause it gave it some time, I'm still confused about lots of things but I'm learning, but sheeeesh what an overwhelming environment for my hypersensitive brain to fumble around in for the first time. I shall get better the more I use this tool!

aloe vera ⇢ what’s something (mundane) you really want to experience in life? Pure silence. Like actual, total silence. I feel like this is just an experience we have anymore because there is constantly noise around us 24/7. And especially with that sweet sweet neurodivergent hypersensitivity aka hearing the electricity in the walls and shit, I feel like actual real silence would be special. I had a few moments of nearly achieving that going into cabins in the woods with no electricity and all that stuff but at some point I couldn't focus on anything, let alone sleep, without a noise cause I feel I'm too used to constant noise. I had to play fan noises on my phone to sleep and hope the battery wasn't gonna die overnght. So I wanna try again, to sit in real silence and enjoy it instead of having my hypervigilence kicking in.

#asks

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princessyukirose · 6 months

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Good morning my dear sweet Kits!

I'm terribly sorry to announce that I'm still sick while physically I might be doing better I STILL DONT HAVE A VOICE

Idk what's going on but I can't talk and my throat is in a lot of pain

I'm still resting and taking meds and drinking TONS of warm drinks trying my best to get healthier for you!

I think I'm going to end up out this week too but I'm unsure, If I get my voice back sooner I will let yall know but for now just assume I'm dead XD

I'm sorry for letting you all down and I will be taking tons of naps in your honor

If you wanna help the fox I got meds, tea, and a humidifier here on throne (TBH I'm running low on a lot cause I'm eating it like it's free) - https://throne.com/princessyukilrose

#vtuber #vtuberuprising #cute #envtuber #anime

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omoghouls · 10 months

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Good luck with your mental health day and i hope you feel better! I know how it feels to have those days where everything sets you off, also a part of the being bullied in middle school club. Sending good vibes your way and i hope your video games are epic

Aaaaa yalls are too kind😭💖 thank you! I feel better than this morning ;w; occasionally, I forget I got the brain worms and my brain decides to remind me xD

#m #and vibeo games were fun! played New Dawn and Doomsday ♡

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redemptionofthefallen · 2 years

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Hi hi! 11 and 17 for the ask game! 💖💖

OMG I GET AN ASK FROM THE QUEEN HERSELF!!!???!?!??

i'm going to eat my own foot, this is amazing!! XD -please don't ask why i said that but that's literally what came out of my mouth when i saw it was you that asked it XD-

but yes! ask and you shall receive my lady!

11. What punctuation do you love too much?

ooooo that's a toughy....i guess if i were to pick one....with would be " . " considering i tend to use them for dramatic effect like what i just did XD i TRY not to do that too much because it aggravated people and i can see if using it too much makes things gimmicky so i try to stay out of using "...." unless it's in dialogue. dialogue is the only exception for this as in my head, how else am i supposed to show the character paused mid sentence? or hesitance? or choking on air? to me in dialogue -depending on how you use it- gives personality or describes it better than writing out how they feel. it's how the character talks? let them! let the character express themselves the way they want! LOL your just writing everything down for them.

17. What is your best piece of advice for writing hurt/comfort scenes?

OOOOooOOoo~

this is a good question....

let's if i can put this into words right...

umm...so when i write hurt/comfort scenes...well first off! getting in the mood is crucial to me. for that i use my one writing tool i could NOT live with out!

Music.

i will search my playlists or even find a new song that will match and describe the scene perfectly that i am trying to write. like a good example, the Little Kiri morning kisses blurb i wrote for you the other day. i was listening to the song "7 years old" by Lukas Graham on loop because the song makes me feel reminiscent, makes me feel warm and fuzzy, also makes me feel thankful for what i have in my life. which when i decided to write that blurb was the feelings i wanted to convey.

after finding the music and getting in the mood i will then ask myself "who am i trying to comfort?" is it me? is it whoever reads it? is it a cannon character? is an OC? or whoever it is. in this case it was Min Min i was trying to comfort. so keeping that in mind i would think up of ways that would make that person feel comforted by the character who is giving the comforting. like i know Min Min loves it when Kiri calls her Darling, how he's so snuggly and cuddly. so i decided to use that as a basis to jump off of.

then after that i start to try to picture how the whole thing plays out in my head like a movie. -i tell yall if i had the talent to draw i would draw out everything i see and it is so cool looking yall i just DX- sometimes i'll even act it out myself to get my Barings or if im stuck figuring out where to go. once i can see the scene clearly in my head.

i write.

this is the hard part for me when it comes to writing ANYTHING is finding the right words, descriptors, and shit. to me, i need to show people what is in my brain and put it on paper. since i cant draw it i need to show in my words how i see it, but i also know part of writing is also leaving room for the reader to do that themselves. so how i usually do it is i will listen to the song i picked -on loop- and then just write what comes to mind first. -usually how i see it in my head- after that i read it over aloud to see if i need to change anything to make it to where others can interpreted how they want. then i reread it a third time for grammar shit. then i read it one last time to see how it goes and if im happy with it i will share at that point.

i hope any and all of that made any sense XD LOL but these were great questions! please feel free to send more! and thank you Min Min for sending this in i hope you enjoyed my answer *blows you a kiss*

@kweenkatsuki

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