#i /cannot/ think of the right tags atm

[whyarewecalledtheshipname]

i don't really know how to articulate what i want to talk about in this post

Which is the weird feeling i have , about "kh4". I have no real basis, for this feeling, it's literally just, a guess, not a hunch. Just. An opinion, basically.

That, i always get. When i hear this line of thought of like. That kh4, will, resolve some major plot point. That like, the next major arc will all come to a head, in that game. Bc if it did, i feel like. It'd feel rushed. Maybe that's what all the mobile games are for, but . Still.

And i, that's why it feels so weird, odd, to me that the next "main/major" kh game coming out is kingdom hearts 4. Like. Idk? Like i said, idk what exactly im tryna say. So if im just repeating myself, then.

Idk, it just felt to me (whatever that means) that, the next game focusing on either sora and/or riku, would be more of an in-between game? A set-up game? A foreshadowing game? Maybe I'm just too , im probably definitely tunnel-visioning, and framing my thoughts like CoM too much? Lol bc , obsessed. But.

I, basically. Like, Kh4. Does not have to be defined by its "number status". I guess. Given the "side games" can also be main installments that follow and progress the main storyline. Maybe it could be the other way around as well. Where, if com and ddd can be direct direct sequels to numbered titles, then numbered games could also serve to set up future major plot points without resolving them in the same game. If that makes any sense.

I guess now that ive typed shit out, what im trying to say is that i am reminded of this sometimes whenever i see, like i said, whenever i see/hear kh4 being talked about as a game that will resolve a major plot point regarding the main story aka sora and riku's story.

I would imagine the "best" way to continue from 3, is to focus on sora (which, going by the one trailer, seems to be what would be the case). But a good example of what i mean regarding the issue of "resolving" sora and riku's stories, would be to have two separate segments. I don't necessarily mean within the same game, tho it could, ig, depending on whatever length/depth the devs want to go for. Point is, shared game or not, I personally feel like sora and riku both need a dedicated, route. For people to go through.

I dont mean like, sora and riku both need a set-up game/segment each, and then a separate game would resolve what would eventually be their (shared) plotline. If anything, i feel like it could work out if we played through sora's stuff in 4, and then riku's route (again, whether it's within the same game or in a separate one) could serve as the resolution game.

Im not making sense but, i just wanted to overthink and overexplain about the feeling i have. Regarding "everything will climax in kh4!" I just dont feel like it should, ig is what im saying.

And again, im not saying that "bc kh4 is a numbered game, the current arc will be forced to resolve in that game". I like seriously doubt that would be the case. Bc, duh, the last arc just ended in 3. And i also know the phrasing of "x plot point will be addressed and resolved in 4" is literally just the best/only framework we have right now. We cant rly predict what game will come out when, and what would happen in each one. But if we treat this phrase literally for just a moment—

#you get this rambly bs #lol #my ramblings put to paper #kh4 speculation #this isn't like organized thoughts or amazing by far its rly just some spur of the moment bs #in regards to #kh4 #riku game #yes yes do not come at me with verum rex i am aware #i /cannot/ think of the right tags atm #im completely blanking #will tag properly later #but yeah a CoM-esque game/approach to the upcoming installment(s) is a perfect example of those potentialities im talking about #kh4 is not a kh2 game #is what i feel will be the case #and this isnt me trying to pretend im smart to cover my ass from 'embarrassment' ?? or some shit? for saying shit about kh4 #and then being completely wrong about the timing or whatever #i would in fact prefer that we all be wrong and that kh4 is just the tip of the iceberg so that we can get more food #i already talked about that in the actual post tho so #also im not ragging on the mobile games themselves but i dont feel like a mobile game's content /existing/ would be a decent enough— #—justification for throwing all its lore and unresolved plot points into a major console game without giving enough context within the— #—console game itself. kh3 was mostly fine ig given xehanort and yen sid never stfu about the keyblade war. but in a way. I personally feel— #—like maybe it could've been done even better or more justice if kh3 itself included a bit more khux-related stuff. just a smidge. and i— #—say this bc a lottt has happened/been revealed since then. in the mobile games. and i 1% fear the possibility of mobile game content— #—being highlighted without 'enough' context to make its inclusion. basically to do it justice. like in the moment the novelty alone is— #—enjoyable/interesting but at the same time. it might come across as a touch random or off-beat maybe. im al for the mobile games and their— #—stories. not saying not to make note of their relevance. def give us more. just voicing some 'concerns' regarding pacing ig #lol so this post was overly serious lol how cringe of me 😆 #@ the reply in the notes bc im lazy: no I know kh4 isn't meant to be the last game lmao like i said its just the number that throws me off

[yeonban]

It's lovely when I read a book and some random paragraph in it hits me in the face like a train at mach speed

#◜✧ . ❪ muse. tobias. ❫ #ask to tag #Before this I was catching up with the Doctors are Out webtoon too and atm it's an arc where an abuser #got back to his victim bc he and the authorities dgaf about upholding his restraining order like bro I GET it. I get it. I KNOW #Tobias showing up like that one surprise 'heyyy' girl meme gif bc he's the solution (<- getting rid of them Permanently): >:) #No matter where I look this guy manages to weasel his way in. I cannot escape #Now I'm thinking about how Wammy's orphans have such different perspectives on what they should do and what justice means... #to some of them (ex Near) it means catching sb legally by mostly lawful means and yeeting them into prison #to others (ex Mello) it means catching sb by any means necessary but still trying his best to avoid murder #and then to others (ex Tobias) murdering these people who he knows will escape sooner or later anyway is justice in itself #You try to put Wammy orphans down at a table to come to a collective agreement on how they should operate and they simply Cannot #Watari mildly fucked up when he made them ALL headstrong and under the belief that they're always the right one in the room #I bet any of them comes up w a cohesive plan and there's sb in the room IMMEDIATELY pointing out why that plan isn't it 😭 #Obviously they'd still synch with each other if need be (ex Mello & Near) but forbid they work TOGETHER together as more than ~2 people #Tobias and Near would be such a funny duo esp. bc Near sees people resorting to murder as wrong and disgusting no matter if it's valid #meanwhile Tobias sees lawful justice as nothing but a farce because 99% of the time it does nothing besides giving a momentary #ego boost to the person who caught the criminal. and then beyond that it's no longer their business if the criminal escapes or not #but it IS very much everyone else's business; and why many live in terror daily wondering if their nightmare will return tomorrow #to be fair Tobias couldn't care less about their feelings 99% of the time either but Watari DID teach him to enact justice. and to him #getting rid of the root of the problem rather than locking it up IS justice. He perceives the problems from much closer than #other Wammy orphans ever have. He's RIGHT THERE in the middle of it whereas they're in some safe place far away from the victims #plus their backgrounds are far too different from his own to reach a consensus too... you can't make him believe prison = justice #just as you can't make them believe murder = justice. But I do think people would prefer Tobias' approach far more than idk Near's #again it's not like Tobias cares about how he's perceived by the people he saves! (or if he's even perceived at all) but I can imagine #going to sleep knowing the person/people/group/etc having it out for you no longer exists is a much more heartening sentiment than #hearing they've been sent to prison; from where they can send sb else after you or from where they can escape in due time

[f1fnatic]

BUT I THOUGHT SHE WAS UNFAITHFUL? ⤿ d. ricciardo 3

→ ( in which. . . ) you star in a movie as the lead actress. in said movie, you date your co-star. the fans of your boyfriend don't like the idea, so they spread rumors in response to you and your co-stars friendship. but, little do they know, it's not you they should be worried about.

→ ( fanfic genre. . . ) social media au

→ ( face claim. . . ) sydney sweeney

→ ( pairing. . . ) daniel ricciardo x actress!reader

→ ( content warnings/disclaimers. . . ) rumors of cheating, eventual cheating, cyber bullying, language, toxic fans

→ ( author's note. . . ) this was sitting in my drafts for so very long and i just finished it in class, i am so happy i am able to post something after such a long hiatus. I hope you enjoy! see end for more

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y/nnnn

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happy to announce that anyone but you in theaters NOW! go watch it >:)

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y/nlover ugh cannot wait to watch!

alexademie pretty pretty girl

y/nnnn all you lexie :(

danielricciardo so unbelievably proud of you roo ❤️

y/nnnn thank you badger ☹️

glenpowell such an honor to work with you!

y/nnnn i can say the same!

y/nhater don't you think that her and glen are too close to be co-stars?

y/nhater2 i'm thinking the same thing there's no way she didn't cheat

y/nfan wtf are u talking ab? y/n would NOT do that to danny they are happy together

lewishamilton free tickets 👀

landonorris 👀

maxverstappen1 👀

charles_leclerc 👀

y/nnnn sonypictures what do you think?

sonypictures I'm sure we can work something out.

danielricciardo

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tagged: y/nnnn

words cannot express how proud i am of you, my love. you have poured so much blood, sweat, and tears into this movie. i know it has been hard, especially the long shoot hours, the frantic facetimes in between scenes can vouch for that and so can the texts. i will definitely miss the on-set pictures/updates.

i love you so much y/n. i don't know how i could be any prouder. p.s. i better get a private showing if you know what i mean 😉

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landonorris gross there are children on this app

hunterschafer cutie pies

zendaya is that blond single?

danielricciardo not atm no get in line

y/nnnn danny be nice.

danielricciardo sry love 🫡

y/nfan LMAO

georgerussell63 get a room 🤮

drlover she is such a slut

alexademie actual goals

y/nnnn awe danny i love you too

y/nnnn definitely NOT crying right now!!!

lewishamilton she is lying she facetimed me SOBBING

y/nnn i called you in CONFIDENCE. CONFIDENCE LEWIS.

y/nnnn you are the sweetest, most supportive person i have ever met. i could not have gotten through this without you ❤

danielricciardo there is no one else i rather support ❤

y/ndanny they are meant for each other

y/nhater what a fucking whore

y/ndanny2 the best couple

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Unknown Contact i stole ur mans 😜

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lexieee 😚 i am so so sorry my love, he didnt deserve you ❤️

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Lando Norris He treated you like shit anyways

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alrighty, finished! thank you so much for reading, so sorry for the radio silence, ive been super unmotivated and consumed with school 💔 anyways, requests and feedback are welcome! make sure to leave a comment and kudos as well (only if you want :P)

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[chrisevansonly]

𝐚 𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐫𝐜 𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 | 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐫𝐜

✯social media au

✯charles leclerc x female reader

✯surprise surprise, a new leclerc is on the way!

✯not requested, just wanted to post a little something, im still struggling with writing motivation :/ but i might do a pt2 to this if people like it<3

part 2 part 3

ynleclerc

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little baby leclerc coming soon, i can’t wait to be a parent with you charles, our baby is the luckiest little one in the world♥️

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charles_leclerc je t’aime tellement chérie

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>ynleclerc i love you so so much ❤️

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charles_leclerc

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last summer as a family of two, can’t wait to be a family of three❤️

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ynleclerc

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i will forever be very thankful for charles who takes me out at 3:30 in the morning for the most strange cravings that sometimes takes us a few hours out of town. even if i’m crying feeling bad he does his best to cheer me up, make me laugh and keep me happy. he is the absolute best husband in the world, and he’s going to be the most amazing father, thank you for being you my love🩷

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>ynleclerc i love you more:(

carlossainz55 yet you wouldn’t walk 3 feet to get me a sandwich…hmm

>charles_leclerc mate it was right in front of you

>carlossainz55 I WANTED TO FEEL IMPORTANT

username carlos just wants to be loved too 😭

arthur_leclerc don’t forget the time he came over and raided my fridge knowing i had the specific jello you liked….

>ynleclerc thank you thur🥺🥺

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closer and closer everyday 🩷🩵

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[lichtecht]

NINE PEOPLE TO GET TO KNOW BETTER

i was tagged quite long ago by @chrisoels, and then here by @annahamiltonsstuff. thank you both for thinking of me!

Last Song: „Soldat“ by ok.danke.tschüss

Relationship status: uh. aromanticism

Sweet/savoury/spicy?: savoury or sweet

Favourite colour: i can never choose, too many colours are pretty.. but i generally tend to gravitate to cooler, muted tones

Last movie/TV show: oof, i... cannot remember when the last time i watched a show or movie was. ig i've been watching bits and pieces of "Das fliegende Klassenzimmer" (2023) for my translation, but i don't think that counts

Last thing I googled: "savoury". cause i wanted to make sure i was right about what that meant

Current obsession: big into das fliegende klassenzimmer and die drei fragezeichen atm, that's what the autism has latched onto

@toast-jpg @is-this-taken-too-questionmark @cnka @michameinmicha @chucklepea-hotpot @kingbratwurst @all-chickens-are-trans @mondfahrt @lalalenii

and some people im mutuals with but genuinely do not know all that well; @isthishowyouuseablog @charliespringverse @allwehearisradiosilence

#tag games #mine

[wasongo]

I think I got a lot of new followers recently because twitter keeps going to shit. However, as you probably know I can't and don't post nsfw art here.

You can find my NSFW socials on my pinned post. I think a lot of people are hesitant to join platforms which aren't fully available to the public yet but if you'd like to keep up with my nsfw art I'd like to:

Urge you to visit my website and subscribe to my RSS feed for gallery updates!

Suggest you follow me on either Pillowfort or Cohost (18+).

In the last year I have started using PF and Cohost more than Mastodon, as they've implemented new features and their posting system is more in line with what I enjoy: robust tagging and filtering, ability to post MANY images, and readmores for long posts.

If you've been hesitant to join either of those platforms since you don't know what to expect here's a small-ish review of both purely from my experience as someone who: a) enjoys profile customization b) likes to have an organized art gallery that is filterable by tags.

This review is aimed at artists looking for NSFW spaces to post! UI screenshots might have suggestive terms and images. Proceed with caution.

Edit: Good grief tunglr, if you open this on the web dash the images aren't shown in the neat galleries I put them in to make the post shorter. Head on over to the permalink if you'd like a better looking post!

Let me just say that if you're looking for a review on more technical aspects of these platforms, like security and moderation policies. I'm not your guy. You'll have to look elsewhere for that. I'm focusing on QoL UI and community aspects.

Though both these platforms allow nsfw, please make sure to read their ToS/Community Guidelines for rules on what is and isn't allowed. Though as far as I'm aware they have pretty similar rules.

Pillowfort

Overview::

Pillowfort has more years under its belt being available to users than Cohost does, as such I THINK the artist/fandom userbase atm is larger, which means you might see more activity there. UI as of right now is very comfortable and the site runs pretty smoothly. Loading times are very decent. Posting is easy, though the image uploader is a little wonky (they are working on fixing this). You are able to create and manage communities based on interests or themes, which people can follow or join and all post in the same space. You can personalize your profile by adding images, links, and formatted text to your sidebar, as well as customize your own profile colors. Tag searches in my experience yield results of both art and aesthetic irl porn and gifs. If that's something you miss from ye olden tumblr days it might be worth a look.

Pros:

Posts have privacy options (everyone, logged in, followers, mutuals, only me)

Has a DM system

Posts have Commentable, Rebloggable, NSFW toggle

Can post MANY images on a single post

Readmore feature for long posts

Robust tagging system

Robust filtering system: hide or click-through warning (by installing Tassel userscript only)

Customizable profile colors, Light/Dark mode for whole website

Communities you can follow/join for shared interests

You can filter posts on profile by tag

You can filter posts on profile by "original poster" or "reblog"

Cons:

wonky image uploader, cannot upload multiple images at once

Cannot search for multiple tags at once

Search for terms with periods in them is currently broken (ex. "D.Gray-man" will not yield any search results)

Communities have few moderation features atm

Without Tassel installed the filtering system is pretty garbage atm (you can either show or hide nsfw or filtered tags completely, with no click-through warnings)

No multiple account/side blog feature yet

Some inline image formatting options are broken atm

Default endless scrolling

No progressive web app for mobile atm

For a more in depth explanation of PF's UI and features you can check out this official post.

Here are some images of the UI.

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Cohost

Overview::

Cohost feels like it has a small artist/fandom userbase at the moment. However, to make up for that it has a pretty slick UI, it works great as a progressive web app on mobile, and it recently implemented an ASK system similar to tumblr's! Everything loads pretty quickly, and you can switch between your "latest posts" feed and your "bookmarked tags" feed. You can access your likes as a bookmark system, but as a whole "notes" and engagement numbers except for comments are not visible anywhere (this is wonderful for my personal mental health). It has a simple post editor and though the image uploader only allows 4 images that will load with lightbox, there's a workaround to upload MANY inline images if you want. The catch is you'll need to use a bit of markdown or html to do that. (more on that below) Though you can't personalize your profile colors, you can add personality to your page by making very cool pinned posts and adding images to your sidebar.

Pros:

Animated avatars! (listen i like having my animated komui icon)

You can make multiple "pages" (blogs) which function independently for comments/asks. switching between pages is effortless

Ask system, with anon toggle (you cannot reply privately atm tho)

2 Factor Authentication

Progressive web app for mobile works like a charm

You can preview your post before you post it

Posts have a NSFW toggle and you can save drafts

Can post MANY images in a single post (bit of a workaround as you'll need to upload your images to a draft first and then add them to a new post with some markdown or html code)

Readmore feature for long posts

Robust tagging AND filtering system (show, click-through, hide completely), plus CW system to give your posts additional click through warnings you deem necessary

You can do incredibly cool things with HTML and inline CSS on your posts

You can filter posts on profile by tag, and you can have pinned tags

Toggles for hiding reblogs, replies, and asks on profiles

Paginated browsing instead of endless scrolling (things load faster)

No engagement numbers visible ANYWHERE

Cons:

Image uploader does not let you upload multiple images at once. Limit to 4 images (can upload more as inline images with code)

Advanced post formatting (ex. bold, italics, bullet list, inline images etc.) has to be done through markdown or html + css which is not the friendliest for those who don't know any code (there's a button for a markdown cheatsheet when you post tho!)

No dark mode, or customizing profile colors atm (however there are workarounds to changing site colors with Stylus extension)

Cannot search for multiple tags at once

Cool things you can do with CSS on your posts might look very bad on mobile

Since you can do some crazy things with CSS on posts, you might come across eye straining visuals and movement on some posts. There are settings to tone this down, and people are pretty good about tagging things, so with some good filtering you should be able to avoid this however.

A little quieter on the artist/fandom front (but we can change that)

Here are some images of the UI.

If you made it to the end of this review thanks for giving it a look! If there's something vital you might want to know that I missed in regards to UI and posting features let me know and I will try to answer. But again, this is not a technical/security issues/bugs review so don't ask me about that.

Lastly, I've been seeing a handful of NSFW artists I follow on twitter hopping on bluesky. I REALLY suggest you do a little research on the owners and platform to see if you think joining is worthwhile, since I have a feeling many artists might not want their alternative to be a site owned by crypto advocates (and also a billionaire). Some basic research will get you there. Just take heed and use your best judgement. On that note Cohost is strictly against crypto (I'm guessing PF might be too but I don't have a link that I can point you to confirming this atm).

I believe community driven and supported platforms are the way to go. If you end up thinking either of these two places are worth your time, do consider getting your friends and favorite artists on board or supporting them! You'll get added perks on both platforms if you become a supporter. PF recently added the ability to have MULTIPLE AVATARS (PFPs I think they're called nowadays) which I think is super cool (i really miss that from LJ days).

Again, thanks for reading and I hope to see some of you there!

#pillowfort #cohost

[mooncello]

Thanks for the tags @artsyunderstudy (queuing up some star trek snowbaz for tonight) and @you-remind-me-of-the-babe (simply cannot wait for this fic to premiere). And thanks to everyone who has tagged me recently. I've been quiet for a few weeks. Life and work and mental health shit, but also I got so very stuck with both my wips. I invested a lot of creative energy into lost boys and then got ... lost tbh. Burned out. All the joy got sucked out, which broke my heart. It's on a shelf right now. I'll return to it (that Baz is very precious to me) but I need a break. I can't bear to look at it atm.

And then! My COBB decided to set fire to my original outline and go off on an unanticipated hike through the woods without a map. No nav equipment. I'm not even confident it knows which star is north. It's just ... wandering around with zero fucks about due dates or timelines, which has sent me into a panic spiral. My one wip is an angsty teenager who has shut himself in his room and refuses to talk (and like same dude), and the other thinks they're Bear Grylls with the survival instincts of a spoiled house cat. EPIC TIMES.

So I started a new wip. (Obviously.)

I needed something fun. Joyful. Something that reminded me why I like writing in the first place. And my boys Dev and Niall fucking showed up, and I'm halfway done with a lil Watford-era, canon divergent wip from their perspectives. It's the most self-indulgent thing I have ever written, and I'm having a blast. Eternal love to my fellow Dev/Niall stan and comrade (and beta!) @valeffelees, and to @bookish-bogwitch and @thewholelemon for cheering this fic on. And thanks to @iamamythologicalcreature and @best--dress for chatting about craft and process and validating that sometimes projects need rest and restoration, and breaks are a natural part of creativity.

Short snip of untitled deniall fic below the cut:

Niall POV, Watford, year 7

“You’re the worst, Niall.” I grin. “So you always say.” I stretch my arms up and flex my fingers before interlacing them behind my head. “And yet you keep running to me for advice.” Dev’s nostrils flare, and there’s a very real moment I think he’s gonna punch me in the shoulder, but then his face splits into a sharp, crooked smile, and he shucks off his blazer. He tosses it toward his bed, but it only partially makes it and falls to the floor.   “You give the best advice,” Dev says, and I see the flash of his tongue piercing. “You’re so practical.”  He begins undressing. Casual, unhurried movements, until his entire school uniform is a wrinkled bundle on his bed, sans jacket which is still on the floor, and he’s rooting around his dresser in nothing but pants and socks. The light from the late afternoon sun cuts through our window of Mummers, casting him in muted orange and amber. He does this all the time. Mindlessly strips in front of me. We don’t have an ensuite like Baz does (the lucky bastard), and Dev has always been comfortable in his body. He’s open and confident in a way that makes my chest ache. I wish I were more like that, but I’m sinew and bone whereas Dev is polish and muscle. Half the time I feel like something the cat drags in, and Dev, well … Dev’s the cat.

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[vancehopperenthusiast]

Maybe I’m your soulmate. || Robin Arellano

Summary- the week you move to Denver, is also the week robin gets suspended. what happens when Finney welcomes you with open arms and you two quickly become friends, bestfriends even (I'll give you a hint, robin isn't too happy.)

Tags- studying, enemies to ??? flirters?? , group project, best friends, fuckin moose, jealous robin, that's all i think

CWS- cursing ..? i think thats it

Notes- HIHI uhm idk if im gonna write a part 2 for this atm but if you guys want one i will! uhm also sorry for shitty grammar LMAO i suck at stuff like that

Moving was never easy, especially not when you join a new school in the middle of the year.

Although you quickly got situated when you met Finney Blake, you and he had been friends for a little over a week & it was safe to say you considered him your best friend.

That Friday morning when you walked to school with Finney and Gwen like usual, the second you neared the school, chanting was heard

“FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT” the group yelled while a taller, much paler boy spoke, “I will pound you like a nail you scrawny little shithead.”

“then do it, unless you’re scared.”

You looked at Finney, “Who the fuck has the balls to fight moose?”



“Robin Arellano.” Gwen answered, “Who? Am I supposed to know him?” You were bombarded with questions as a fight broke out.

You watched intently while listening to your answer, “Robin was Finney’s best friend until he got sent to his grandma's for a week because he got suspended, he’s also the toughest kid in school next to Pinball Vance Hopper.”

“Was Finney's best friend?” you repeated

“Yeah Robin could never call so we kinda just drifted, I was sad for a while but then you came into the picture,” Finney spoke up at last.

you were about to say something else until the actual fight broke out, Robin demolishing Moose, he probably broke his nose.

“Holy shit!” Gwen gasped, her mouth agape, “Let’s go guys.” Finney tugged at Gwen’s arm that wouldn’t budge. When the girl finally moved she was already yapping about it.

“What the hell!! That was Moose!” the brunette said agitatedly.

“I don’t care” The short-haired brunette rolled his eyes, looking to the side.

“He probably deserved it!” You laughed, “Moose is a giant asshole, Finn.”

He nearly responded but someone else did for him, “Hey Finn, what’s happening” You rose your brow at the nickname, a hand snaked around his shoulder.

“Robin, you just came back! You can’t be getting into fights already” Finney laughed, shrugging off his arm.

“Moose needed the beat down if you ask me, ain’t that right Gwen?” He leaned forward, turning his head towards Gwen and your direction.

When he saw you instead of Gwen his eyebrows furrowed in confusion; “Who’s this? Your girlfriend? ooh, Donna won’t be too happy to hear that you’re two-timing Finn” He joked.

You smiled, “Nah me and Finn are just friends. I try giving advice but uh you know how he is, stubborn and hardheaded." you gave Finney a nudge in his side, and he rolled his eyes in response.



"finn? yo i thought i was the only one who called you that? since I'M your bestfriend n all. is she a bully? i don't fight girls but i know people who do." the long haired brunette said intimidatingly.

"hey man chill, finney is allowed to have other friends! especially after you ditched him!" gwen defended.

"i didn't fucking ditch him! i was suspended and couldn't talk to anyone for like a week!" the bandanaed boy exclaimed, an offensive look on his face.

you and finney both opened your mouth to say something, but the bell rung, and students started filling to their classes. "gotta go. later finn, later gwen. Arellano" you nodded before walking off, making your way to your class. shuffling with the other students.

"alright class, as you know.. or not seeing as most of you cannot read," the teacher sighed, his monotone voice staying through out his lecture, "you will have two big projects, middle of the year and end of the year. today marks the OFFICAL start of the end of the school year, hold your applause. you will be working in pairs of two, on the classical big bang theory." the teacher huffed and began explaining the rest of the project.

youy groaned quietly, putting your head in your hands, what if you get paired up with braxton rose? he was the worst! he put gum in your hair before winter break, it took hours to get it out.

"now i will be announcing the pairs. boo who cry me a river ashley. you're not getting paired up with vance OR kamala." vance was the boyfriend, kamala was the bestie. if you couldnt tell.

"right so first we have.." the names ran through and through your ears until you heard your name at last. "Y/N and.. Robin. thats all class, now you can go. projects are due next week."  you gasped, robin was in this class? the fuck? you hadn't even noticed. i mean you could always ask mr green to switch partners, but his divorce was already stressing him out. being a middle school teacher is even worse, so nah not a chance.

begrudgingly, you pushed your self out of the plastic chair, stretching  your joints. you grabbed your stuff and turned to find robin, your eyes didnt have to strain themselves for long because he was right at your desk. "hey robin, meet up at the library, five? bring your shit. we'll start planning?" you asked assertively.

"uhm can't we do it right after school? maybe i've got plans. plus we have study hall, we can do it then?" he tried his best to reschedule.

you sighed, "do you have something to do at five exactly?"

robin smiled, shaking his head left to right, "Nah, sorry. I'll see you after school?"

"alright see ya," you groaned, mentally slapping yourself in the face, robin areallno? of all people. Braxton would be better than this.

the day finished swiftly. leaving you an hour and a half to get home, freshen up and get to the library on time.

Keep reading

you had barely made it on time. three minutes till the clock struck five, when you entered the deserted library, apart from a few nerds studying, robin was nowhere to be found. you scoffed, sitting down at a table in the back, pulling your books out, shaking your leg anxiously until he showed up.

it was about five-ten when he did. you had sat there looking like a loser! he walked in coolly, sliding into a seat next to you. "you're late."

"sorry I fell asleep anyways I'm ready to work now." he cheesed, opening up his notebook, and helping



you two had worked for about twenty minutes before you hit a gigantic boulder. a boulder that stopped your work entirely for half an hour. "this isn't gonna work. you're too overbearing." he ran a hand through his hair.

had it always been that pretty? maybe it just looked better now that there wasnt crimson colored liquid in it.

you shrugged the thought off, "would you be more comfy in more well know space? we could go to yours and work on it there?"



"fuck no! you could be a murderer for all i know." he tried his best to look intimidating but his eyes weren't completely objecting to the scenerio.

you smiled cheekily, looking him in his eyes for the first time in a while leaning up in your seat slightly to get closer to him, "maybe i'm your soulmate." you could see him get flustered. it was almost embarrassing for you.



just then the old timey grandfather clock rang, "ah thats me. see ya robin." grabbing your things and walking out.

robin sat there however, what the hell just happened? were you flirting? wasn't this a rivalry for the companionship of finney blake? yeah okay that was weird. however, what was weirder is the fact that he wasn't absolutely disgusted by the fact that you were flirting with him.





well shit

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[stardustbee]

hello dear friends and mutuals 💖

As you might notice, my activity here has been a bit low at the moment. There is a simple reason and the reason is, that the spark and joy I feel for Star Wars is a bit slowed down at the moment.

Thus I decided to go on a little hiatus and pause my current projects in this blog.

Don't worry, I still love Fly me to the Moon and Stardust made to shine but I don't feel like I can write them atm, especially I cannot write for Maul or Ayane. I dont know what it is but their relationship makes me sad and it currently doesn't feel right. FMTTM was something I was very proud of and still am, don't get me wrong, but there are several things bothering me that I might re write and re consider.

I noticed that I cant put the joy and love into these projects as I did a year ago and I think doing a little pause and concentrate on other things will be good for me.

You still can reach me over the DM or over discord. If you want, you can also reach me over Instagram. Just write a DM for one of the information. Also don't hesitate on tagging me in stuff!

I love you all and please understand it has nothing to do with the people here! I love and I value all of you but I just don't feel Star Wars atm

#star wars #bee talks #hiatus #I am coming back #Just give me some time 💖 #Love you

[faejilly]

20 questions for fic writers

tagged by @shadoedseptmbr ages and ages ago

tagging uh... i have no fucking clue. anyone who writes! no pressure! please blame me! @fancytrinkets @la-muerta @leahazel @jadesabre301 & ?!?!?

1: How many works do you have on AO3?

178 fics, since this is a fic writer meme.

2: What's your total AO3 wordcount?

1,193,590, with the caveat that that includes a collab fic of 190,409 words of which I was primarily writing only one of three POV characters. (And also one other shorter collab and the minimal amount of words required to describe the podfic/fanmixes.)

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Mostly Shadowhunters (TV) atm, a lot of BioWare Games (especially Dragon Age 2) and then a truly random smattering of smaller games and tiny!fandom prompts back when askbox games were more common here plus Yuletide/Fic Exchange Matches On Unexpected Things. (I think I've broken 20 fandoms on AO3, depending on how one counts the various DA sub-fandoms.)

4. What are your top five fics by kudos?

These are all Shadowhunters and Malec fics. The first three are complete, the last two are WIPs.

two are halves of one

My only posted 5+1 fic, a series of outsider perspectives on Alec & Magnus & their very long day of denied cuddles/alone time. 😅

i cannot touch because they are too near

Parabatai Feels & Magic Lore! I wrote this for a Season 3B countdown event, and it's Magnus Being A Nerd and trying to figure out how this parabatai thing works. I snuck Jace and Michael Wayland feels in there kind of sideways too. I do think it's one of the most self-indulgent things I've ever written (epistolary! melancholy comfort! No Plot!) with many thanks to @rutherinahobbit because she helped me land the ending.

with an if in its soul

So I killed Alec off-screen right before the fic starts, and proceeded to keep poor Magnus very upset about it for the following 22k words. (It gets better! I promise! No one stays dead!) I got many angry and wailing comments, I have never been so proud. (This one suffered from very dramatic scope creep while I was trying to write it, which amused tumblr a lot, and this time I have to thank @poemsfromthealley for helping to make it work. And also the blurb, because I just could not figure out how to post it for ages.)

i am for you

Epistolary!Fluff Fic that was supposed to be a bit of a missed connection thing for @pameluke but Alec instead proposed to Magnus on first sight and I just kind of went with that instead. /I am not in charge of the voices in my head

It is the first fic I ever had really break containment and get a lot of engagement/comments/subs/etc. It has been out-kudosed now, obviously as it's #4 on this list, but that's only because I killed the momentum and never finished it. 😅😅😅 ISTFG I am going to finish it some day though!

if broken hearts were whole

From a soulmates/massage combined prompt meme thing ALSO for @pameluke. I got stuck on this one largely because I had three different prequel/s1 retellings in my head at the same time and I kind of tangled them all up too much to get any of them done. I will eventually figure this one out too, but I may have to finish one of the other things to sort of clean my brain out, and I haven't managed that either.

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

In theory? I got hung up on a comment from an FTH bidder the year I failed to finish my FTH fic, and didn't want to reply to their comment 'til I wrote their fic?

which doesn't make much sense, but brains are weird, so there we are

someday I'll answer the backlong. it's only like two or three years at this point? 😅😭🤣

6. What’s the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

so about uh... five years ago? there was a really popular gifset format from an Elizabeth Hewer poem called in one timeline and I haven't the faintest idea how to gifset so I wrote a fic for Malec instead. [ao3]

I have written other things which Have Angst, but for me I tend to ease the ending... this is one of the few where I didn't.

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Everything Else! (Almost)

I think, as an exercise in the true form of Happily Ever After, I'd have to go with Fine Feathers, which is an epilogue to a Georgette Heyer Regency Romance novel I did for Yuletide 2016.

8. Do you get hate on your fic?

Not usually. I don't even get people yelling at me to update on my WIPs, which may be hateful but isn't the same thing 😅

/and I'm certainly not complaining about either of these things, but I wish I knew how I avoided The Discourse™️so I could do it on purpose

9. Do you write smut?

I used to pretty regularly. I was even known as a smut!fic writer when Dragon Age Fandom and I were mutually more active together. Not so much (on either the writing quantity or the requests for more smut) for Shadowhunters.

10. Do you write crossovers?

Mostly no? I did two very short ficlets for Bingo Squares. I do still believe that Leverage is the Fix-It Fandom that fits everywhere and thus only kind-of counts as a crossover, plus I wrote a Shadowhunters / Inception bit with Ariadne as a Warlock.

I do also enjoy a good fusion fic, aka using a different canon as an AU setting, rather than combining characters from two settings.

For example: Shadowhunters Characters as BAU Agents from Criminal Minds!

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I'm aware of? I've seen it happen to co-authors though, and other friends

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Yes! I am still stunned and amazed and delighted by this!

Batty_Blue translated several of my Shadowhunters fics into Russian:

a flower of always i cannot touch because they are too near trust your heart ashes of angels / ashes of roses

And Pomyluna translated 'First Choice' into Polish

13. Have you ever co-written a fic?

Yes!

Only once successfully (aka one and done and finished and posted), and that was entirely thanks to my co-author Raph. 😅 (Against All Odds for @galedekarios back when I knew her as Chignon on an actual forum prior to tumblr. She's who got me onto tumblr, so if you met me here? That's her fault. 🥰)

I have started things with people a few times that never got posted, and there's a massive Mass Effect retelling on potentially permanent hiatus, though all three of us do hold out hope that someday our lives will align again. (Persephone Rising)

14. What‘s your all-time favourite ship?

Me & Sleep

(Sorry, can't do it, can't choose. Beware My Armada. With a couple ancient ship leviathans which can raise themselves from the deep with the slightest provocation.)

15. What’s the WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

Every thing I have ever posted (except for 12 Moons) is something that I do in fact hold out hope I will eventually finish.

Things I have not started posting are too numerous to count and/or list. Sometimes they come back. Sometimes they are fertilizer for other things that will be written later.

16. What’s your writing strengths?

Dialogue and hopeful melancholy? I get a lot of compliments on emotion/mood, and I do feel like I am usually pleased with the, idk, vibes of most of what I write.

17. What’s your writing weaknesses?

Plot & structure! What is? How do? What do you mean I have to have things happen rather than just reacting all the time?!?

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

I have done it with mixed success and there are definitely ways to do it more accessibly than I did. It can add a lot, but you do have to think about the execution.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Uh. I think Lois & Clark back when I was a teen!jilly. Either that or Sailormoon when I was a slightly older teen!jilly?

In terms of posting in public, it was Bioware something, either Mass Effect or Dragon Age: Origins back around when Thing 2 was born. And he's 14 now, so... 😅

Orion's Belt, I think? I didn't originally post it on AO3, and then I deleted myself off the internet for awhile, and then I re-uploaded everything, and I'm bad at time in the best of circumstances, which that clearly was not, so it might not have been that one specifically but it was close.

20. Favourite fic you’ve ever written?

I CAN'T CHOSE JUST ONE WTF

As a formative event/process, I have a certain enduring fondness for Lost for Words, which was like the first fic I really wrote while in fandom... I was social about it and posted while I was writing and finished (eventually) and it is still the longest single story I have ever written. (Tho I am for you will beat it out when I finish that.)

It's not particuarly good from the perspective of who I am as a writer some dozen years later, but it's sincerely meant cotton candy, at least. 🤣

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[sammythegreenwitch]

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[laviejaguardia]

FIC WRITER INTERVIEW

Tagged by @energievie and @nevermindirah thank you guys!! this looks fun :)

tagging if they so wish @youssefguedira @gaal-dornick @roboticonography @cafecitowriter @zairaalbereo <3

1. How many works do you have on AO3? 

37

2. What’s your total AO3 word count? 

693,923 😳

3. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Technical Support w 788

Double Tap w 728

Sunbeam Garden w 450

the way the night knows itself with the moon w 403

I carved out a place in this world for two w 375

4. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I do and I enjoy it a lot, with the couple exceptions of some comments clearly done in bad faith with I've gotten once or twice

5. What’s the fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending?

I don't really do angst endings, but the closest might be per diventare immortale only bc it's "open"

6. What’s the fic you’ve written with the happiest ending?

All of them I'd say, but perhaps Technical Support bc the epilogue is super cheerful

7. Do you write crossovers?

Not really my jam, but I have done some scattered Wolf (2013) / Diabolik (2021) musings with discord friends

8. Have you ever received hate on a fic?

Outright hate nah, just some bad faith comments yeah

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Whenever the mood (rarely) strikes, and of the kind that the mood strikes lol

10. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not afaik

11. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Nope

12. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

just the one, the way the night knows itself with the moon but I brainstormed a few as part of events!

13. What’s your all-time favorite ship?

"all-time" is a tall order, I'm too much of a multishipper to settle for one. Oldest now relevant again is probably Percy/Annabeth but I was never super active online about it

14. What’s a WIP that you want to finish but don’t think you ever will?

I have 40k of a modern AU CarolMaria kdfic I started ages ago (last open rn is 2021 and it's older than that) and got stuck at the end bc I couldn't quite figure out the sequence of events. It has SO many scenes I love but I can never quite get back to it (the MCU's current storyline doesn't help either :/)

Another is a throwaway doc of a Monthy Python-style medieval comedy for TOG that I never sat down to brainstorm

15. What are your writing strengths?

I think I'm good at creating visuals without needing suuuper lenghty detailed descriptions

16. What are your writing weaknesses?

I get too wordy and over-complicate my sentence structure, it's why I usually try to get a beta that has no issues tearing my writing apart to streamline it

17. What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic?

I enjoy it! I routinely use different languages in my every day life so it feels natural to me. I think rendering everything to English can be flattening and strip characters of their richness sometimes, while I also understand there is a line between incorporating a character's cultural bg and making a caricature of it, so I try to get the right feedback before I hit post and I'm always open to talking it out.

18. What was the first fandom you wrote for?

Unposted Percy Jackson, posted the MCU (A Lot Of Issues)

19. What’s a fandom/ship you haven’t written for yet but want to?

Don't think I have a particular craving atm, perhaps Spadeliano (Suburra: La Serie) but I have no plot for that, or maybe Kanthony (Bridgerton Netflix) bc when I went looking for fic nothing was quite was I searched for. Oh or Lupin (TV) cause I getting into Youssef's head when he's working with Assane promises to be so much fun, though it wouldn't be shippy

20. What’s your favorite fic you’ve written?

I genuinely cannot pick, they all have reasons why I like them

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[dxncingwithastrxnger]

OKAY SO. New Trilance story coming soon!!!! I know I haven’t updated my other two yet, but don’t worry, I will be doing that soon!!! I just took a little break from writing for a few weeks, but I’m coming back!! And I’m bringing a new story or two with me as well 😌 This is just a little sneak peek atm, I’m still working on the first chapter, but here’s some of it!!! I’m not actually gonna put all the song lyrics throughout the chapter (unless y’all want me to? 👀), but I just couldn’t help but do it in the sneak peek cause it all just fits so well. Like, you cannot tell me that Young and Beautiful by Lana Del Rey ISN’T a trilance song. But anyways, lemme know what y’all think and if you want me to tag you when I finally post the actual chapter, please let me know!!!! Tagging @darkelf-7 as promised 💖✨

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Will you still love me when I'm no longer young and beautiful?

Lance takes a step towards Tristan and grabs his left hand, holding it up beside them. Tristan turns his hand and intertwines their fingers together, giving Lance a slight nod afterwards.

Will you still love me when I got nothing but my aching soul?

The blonde then reaches for Tristan’s right hand, taking it and placing it onto his left shoulder. The silver-haired prince gives his shoulder a squeeze, smiling at the other boy reassuringly.

I know you will, I know you will, I know that you will

Then Lance reaches forward and gently places his free hand on Tristan’s side, right at his waist. Now Tristan’s breath hitches, and he gives Lance an almost shy look. Lance gives the silverette’s side a slight squeeze, just as Tristan had done to his shoulder, and the blonde watches with eyes of wonder as Tristan gasps slightly, the spark between them crackling in the air like a tangible thing.

Will you still love me when I'm no longer beautiful?

After one beat, two, like an unspoken signal, they both started stepping. One step, two steps, three steps, the two of them move around each other in the empty room. Almost like a slow, deliberate game of chase. Lance trying to catch Tristan, only to stop and move away as Tristan comes towards him instead.

Dear Lord, when I get to heaven

Tristan was breathless. Not from the exertion of dancing, no. This was nothing compared to sword training and running obstacles. This was something else entirely. How could he ever catch his breath when Lancelot was looking at him like that? All he could see in the other man’s eyes is love, affection, and a simmering heat that was slowly building. The prince was certain that he was giving the same exact look back to the man in front of him.

Please let me bring my man

Lancelot lifts their joined hands and spins Tristan around and away from him. As Tristan is pulled back into his arms, he gives Lancelot a coy smile, looking up at him through his long lashes. Lancelot’s pupils widened slightly and his lips twitch up slightly, a bit of his usual arrogance coming back into his expression.

When he comes, tell me that you'll let him in

A few moments later, as they come back to the middle of the room, Lancelot suddenly pushes forward and a small yelp escapes Tristan’s lips as he’s pushed back, both of his feet just barely on the ground. He looks at Lance, hovering above him with a slight smirk, his entire arm around Tristan’s middle section, holding him up, the other still holding his hand.

Father, tell me if you can

Whereas before he was breathless, now his lungs were in overdrive, his breath coming out in short, shallow puffs of air. Then Lance takes his hand out of Tristan’s and starts trailing it slowly along the other man’s arm. The touch is light and soft, just there enough to leave a burning trail of goosebumps in it’s wake. Up his arm and then across his shoulder until he’s reached Tristan’s side. The prince held his breath now as Lance starts trailing his hand down further, towards his hip.

Oh, that grace

Lance locks eyes with Tristan as he brings his hand to the silverette’s hip, slotting his thumb into the line indent there. The blonde-haired man watches with rapt attention as the prince’s eyes widen, the black of his eyes slowly growing over the blue and green, and he chokes on his next breath.

Oh, that body

The blonde continues his hands original path, trailing gentle fingers past Tristan’s hip and down along the outside of his thigh. Tristan’s chest heaves, his breath quickening as he waits for what Lance is doing, filled with anticipation. Lance slides his hand underneath Tristan’s knee, pulling up and bringing it around his own hip, bringing the two of them closer together than before. Tristan immediately locks his leg, keeping it there.

Oh, that face makes me wanna party

They’re so close now, their bodies almost entirely pressed together. Lancelot leans down and presses his forehead into Tristan’s, allowing them to feel each other’s heartbeat against their own chest. Lancelot brings his hand up from Tristan’s knee and instead presses it to his cheek instead, cradling his face tenderly. Tristan mimics the action with his free hand and the two of them stay just like that, holding each other without a care in the world.

He's my sun, he makes me shine like diamonds

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[avatarmerida]

Just A Moment

Based on this drawing by @kristalldroppar (tagging them now because at the time I don’t think I knew they had a tumblr lol) on Twitter and also a tweet I saw with a HC that I cannot find atm but will link when I do (if you’ve seen it before, you’ll know what it is when you get to that part). It’s so cheesy I could scream. I love it. I’m sorry. Huntlow.

———

Hunter couldn’t believe his eyes as he studied the map again to make sure it was correct. They had been doing teased hall day so it was possible his eyes were tired and playing tricks on him but no, they were correct.

He sprang into action, excitedly calling Willow over without a word of explanation before grabbing her writer and leading her outside. She was confused, but did not question it excited to see him so excited. All he said was that he had a surprise for her.

He kept checking the map he had brought and Willow assumed he had found something that might help get them home. He was strict when it came to research schedule, not even allowing himself breaks, so anything that took him away from that must be highly important.

“We’re here!” He declared happily, and gently lead her forward. The carefully descended a tiny hill where the bottom was what appeared to be a wall of branches. They brushed the ground like stage curtains and Hunter ran ahead to pull s all section and part so she could walk through. On the other side, was a small lake as though hidden behind a wall. Willow looked up and saw the walls was the reylo of two grand tree, their branches expanded and merging protecting their secret.

“They’re willows,” whispered Hunter excitedly.

“What?”

“The trees,” he said, noticing her gaze. “They’re willow trees, like you! Well, not trees like you but-.”

“They’re beautiful,” Willow marveled at her namesake, feeling the soft branches her hands, the edges tickling her palms.

“Yeah,” Hunter agreed, definitely not looking at the trees. “Anyway, I saw this place on the map and I thought you’d like it.”

“I do,” she breathed as she looked around, captivated by the collection of greenery. “I really do.”

“Oh wait, I didn’t even tell you the best part,” Hunter beamed, brimming with excitement as he got his map back out and unfurled it to share with her. “Guess what this place is called!”

She looked at where his finger pointed, written in faded bold text was the park’s name and Willow blushed.

“‘Willow Park!’” Exclaimed Hunter reading it as though he still could not believe his eyes. “You’re both Willow Park! Isn’t that crazy? It’s because of the trees but it’s still cool right?”

“Yeah, this is so... amazing.” Willow breathed as she took it all in. “But is there something you needed to study here for your research? Are you seeing if bodies of water have a connective properties to the Isles?”

“No, I uh just saw it had your name and I got excited and wanted to show you,” said Hunter nervously, suddenly worried she was disappointed he had become distracted and abandoned his duties for something frivolous.

“It’s perfect,” she smiled, beyond flattered that he allowed himself to abandon his duties just to show this to her in person.

“Yeah, just like you,” said Hunter relieved, still too excited about her reaction to censor himself.

It was going well, unfolding as he had imagined. She had excitedly ran around the perimeter counting the different specifies of flora and fungi, marveling over the exposed roots and even the variety of weeds. He knew this was not something he had invented and she would have probably found it eventually but he felt proud that she was here because of him. He sat on the small dock above the water, just close enough for his feet to gently kicked the surface as she finished documenting things in her notebook. She deserved this place and it deserved her.

“Sorry,” she said with a content sigh as she walked down the path to sit beside him. “This place is just so amazing, I got carried away. I need to pace myself or I won’t have anything left to explore tomorrow.”

“No worries Captain,” assured Hunter as she sat. “I’m just really glad you like it.”

“Oh my Titan, look at those lily pads!” Willow exclaimed, excitedly placing her hand on his shoulder. “They’re perfect! You know, fun fact about lily pads...”

Willow proceeded to list everything she knew about lily pads, segueing into everything she knew about algae. Hunter listened happily, enjoying the sound her voice and way her face lit up as she spoke. She spoke with her whole body, he had a moving widely to emphasize her point and her feet swinging below her as though dancing to her words like they were a song. The sun began to set, the sky slowly turning pink but she had a permanent aura of pink around her in his eyes. The glow engulfed her like a spotlight and she was the only thing in focus. He felt as though she was the sun and he a sunflower seeing it for the first time every time he saw her and couldn’t help but be drawn to her. He knew this place was famously beautiful but he felt that was only true when she let it surround her. He leaned in closer without realizing it, as she pointed to the plants she was telling him about but his eyes could not leave her.

When she had finished listing her favorite shapes of lily pads, she turned back to face Hunter and found him closer to her. He suddenly looked startled as though he had been interrupted. He was leaning down to her level, but he shouldn’t have any trouble hearing her. Why else would he need to lean down? Why else would he looked so flustered?

“Were you gonna kiss me?” Willow asked.

Hunter froze. She asked the question so calmly, without hesitation, as though she was asking him about the weather. He was embarrassed, although nothing about her tone suggested he should be, and he didn’t have a response ready. He didn’t know what the right answer was.

“Well, I uh, no I wouldn’t do that! No...” he rambled, trying to keep his voice from wavering as he sat up straighter and attempted to save face. “I would never kiss you! I mean, I would! Maybe. I-if you wanted me to, but that’s, I mean... that’s stupid right?”

“It’s not stupid,” she said, whenever he associated himself with being stupid she always nipped it in the bud.

“I-it’s not?”

“No,” replied Willow, her eyes sparkling as she gently kicked the water below. “Did you... wanna kiss me?”

“D-did you want me to?”

“Are you gonnna keep answering my questions with questions?”

“Are you- okay,” he folded his hands and took a deep breath as he tried to channel the part of himself that thrived at making speeches. “The truth is... it has recently come to my attention that I posses... certain feelings... for you.”

“What kind of feelings?”

“Some would call them ‘romantic,’” he said, stretching his neck to turn away from her knowing gaze as he tried to make it all sound so casual.

“I see,” she said as she pretended to adjust her glasses. “Are you one of those people?”

“I-uh,” Hunter began. He had often thought about discussing this with Willow, but he had always hoped that when he did it would be after he had done something cool or heroic or smart and he could use the high of that confidence to get him through it. “I might be... I am. Yes. I do.”

“Oh,” squeaked Willow, only slightly surprised. She had suspected it for awhile and she would be lying if she said the feeling wasn’t somewhat mutual. She thought she had more time before he caught up to her, she was glad she was wrong. “So-,”

“I just don’t have a lot of experience with this type of thing,” he admitted quickly, mistaking her pause to be judgmental rather than reflective. “Any, actually. I don’t have any experience.”

“What? The Golden Guard didn’t leave a trail of broken hearts back on the Isles?” Willow teased, nudging his arm with her elbow.

“Probably a more literal one,” he said with a faint chuckle, her humor helping to ease his panic. “The books in the castle were more educational than romantic and the coven heads certainly never had time to chase romantic ideals, so I don’t have a lot to go off of... but Luz and Amity kept pointing out how I act around and talk about you and I knew it was different than how I am around other people, I just didn’t have a word for it.”

“So... you had a crush on me?”

“Well, ‘have,” technically, present tense,” he said, clearing his throat, his eyes darting between her and the ground. He wasn’t entirely sure if he was saying the right thing. “There was some confusion about the definition of the word at first, such an odd choice to describe attraction if you ask me; I would never want to crush you. Then Luz showed me something called a ‘rom com’ and they all basically end the same way so I guess it’s been on my mind lately.”

“Kissing me?”

He buried his head in his hands and groaned. “Yes,” he said, muffled and defeated. Willow couldn’t help but smile, taking delight in his progress. “And I know there are more important and serious things I should be focusing on, but I just can’t seem to!”

“Oh, so kissing me isn’t important?” Willow teased.

“No!” He said, quickly turning to her in a small panic. He saw the mischievous grin she wore and it softened his face but he felt he was no where closer to getting to his point. What was his point? “I mean, not ‘no, it’s not’ I mean ‘no’ like behave I would never- I’m sorry. It’s not just that, it’s everything about you. When I first found this place I almost didn’t realize it had your name because I’ve gotten used to seeing your name everywhere. Because I really like... oh Titan, this is totally unprofessional.” He buried his head in his hands again.

“Hunter, it’s nothing to be embarrassed about,” assured Willow. “I mean... I’ve thought about kissing you too.”

“You have?” His face shot up, in shock and disbelief. He suddenly realized his volume and then fake coughed into his hand before lowering his voice, trying to seem more casual. “Uh, when?”

“Um, do you remember last week when we were walking by that tree that had flowers on it?” Began Willow thoughtfully, kicking her feet as she recalled the details. “There were white petals all over the ground and you said it reminded you of snow. Then the wind picked up and you said it felt like winter as it shook the tree. Then a full flower fell off the branch and you caught it. You didn’t snatch it or reach for it you just let it float before it gently landed in the palm of your hand. And then you smiled at me and stuck it behind my ear. I thought about it then.”

She looked up to the sky, recalling the day fondly and with ease as though what she was saying wasn’t flipping his whole world upside down. They sat in silence for a moment as Hunter tried to maneuver the moment and Willow gave him time see the similarities between that time and right now.

“So... when you say you ‘thought about it’ do you mean like you realized it was something that could hypothetically occur in that moment the same way an earthquake or a hurricane could or do you mean you thought about it like you considered doing it?” He asked rambling again. “Just curious.”

“Both.”

“Oh.”

She hoped he understood what that meant and didn’t just admire her complex thinking abilities.

“But then Luz called us back to come in for dinner so there wasn’t really time,” finished Willow, leaning back on her arms and looking to the sky. Unlike now, she thought about adding.

“Oh.” Hunter said again, his mind and heart racing seemingly running in circles as he tried processing what was unfurling. He had confessed to her, and it was going well. How could it be going so well? This was nothing like what he had planned and had she... ? She acknowledged and accepted his feelings but for some reason despite everything she had said he wasn’t totally confident she returned them. Though, it was likely that with his deep rites trust issues he wouldn’t believe her if she said she did.

“You know... you never answered my question,” said a Willow after a moment.

“Really? I feel like I’ve answered a lot of questions,” he said twiddling his thumbs nervously. “W-which one?”

“My first one,” she reminded him.

“Oh right yeah, that one heh,” he said, biting his lip. “I... I wouldn’t even know how. I’d probably find a way to mess it up. Besides it probably wasn’t the right moment.”

He froze, again. Once he started talking he just couldn’t seem to stop. But Willow was loving every second of it. The way he had brought her to most romantic spot she had ever seen and still didn’t think it was romantic enough for their first kiss made her heart twirl.

“So what does the right moment look like?” she asked, pulling her knees in to rest her arms on. She wrinkled her nose and looked at him with shining eyes as the rose colored sky extending its colors around Hunter, framing him in a ring of rose gold.

“It’s nothing, forget I said anything,” he stammered, turning his eyes back the water. “I just... it’s selfish of me to think about things like this when there’s so much going on. I thought that when, that if, I could... I’d have earned it. Not that kissing you is a prize or something! I mean, it’s not not a prize, but I mean I always pictured it happening when everything was better and perfect.”

“Well, it’s never gonna be perfect,” offered Willow, mentally screaming for him to look at her and read her expression. “If you wait for something to be perfect you’ll be waiting forever.”

“Oh.”

Crap. Did he think she was turning him down? Was she being too subtle? He was the one who had brought her to the most romantic place she had ever seen and he was still saying the moment wasn’t right? He really did have a lot to learn about romance.

“But I kind of really like this moment,”

“Heh, m-me too,” said Hunter. “I mean not just this moment, I like any moment with you. Well, not for... ya know heh, what we were saying before but just because you-.”

As he spoke his eyes focused on the water and as their reflection came into focus, he noticed she had moved closer to him this time. He saw her looking at him from the side as though he was a third party and his heart nearly leapt out of his chest. She was closer to him now, and she continued to move even closer.

He stopped talking and when he turned his head, he saw the reflection had not deceived him and she was looking at him with soft and large eyes. It was the way all the characters looked at people in the movies he had watched. It was the way he looked at her now as they locked eyes and they pulled him closer like they were magnetic. He had no intention of tuning away this time as he leaned forward, titling his head the opposite way hers was titled. He held his breath. He did his best to move slowly just in case she wanted to pull back and change her mind but the space between them confined to get smaller and smaller.

And then it was gone.

She pushed forward with confidence and pressed her lips to his. He felt like all the air left his lungs as he pushed to kiss her back, and his eyes shut instinctively as he melted. He felt like a firework was going off in his chest and just went he was he was going to float away she placed her hand on his cheek as though to keep him there. She gently ran her thumb across his cheek and smiled. He felt her smile and knowing that she was smiling made him feel lightheaded. He suddenly worried he was about to wake up so he placed his hand that rested on the ground over hers to assure himself that she was real.

As she moved backward to pull away, he found he could not let her go and followed her back as long as she’d let him. Something just wouldn’t let him. No, but actually there was something that wouldn’t actually let him go, even when he tried to.

“Ow, ow, ow,” he said more out of surprise than pain as the top of his head was pulled forward, as he realized in horror that his loose strand of hair has gotten caught in her glasses.

“Oh my Titan,” murmured Willow with a light chuckle, covering her mouth with her hand to conceal she’d smile before reaching up to untangle him. “Hold still.”

She delicately moved her fingers, trying to make sure the strand was removed with minimal damage. He watched with utter adoration as she silently worked, marveled by what had just happened. The only way he sure it wasn’t a dream this time was because by now he has woken up and he would never had envisioned this following.

“There we go,” she said, freeing him from her frames, curling the stand around her finger to return some of its signature spring.

“Sorry about that,” he said, embarrassed but not to totally mortified which surprised him. “See? I was right; I did mess it up.”

“You didn’t mess anything up,” she gently assured him. “It was nice. I’ll just take my glasses off next time.”

“Oh yeah, I gu- next time?” Hunter stopped dead in his tracks before clearing his throat to try and save face. “Th-there’s gonna be a next time? Like another time after this one?”

“Well... I guess if the moment is right,” she said with a wink.

“Oh, yeah,” he said, somewhat defeated as he misunderstood her. “Of course, I understand if that’s something you...”

He rambled on, caught up in his own nerves and therefore totally unaware of Willow’s mischievous smile as she carefully removed her glasses.

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[astralisbelle]

Silk For Armor 1 - The Crime Lord and the Dancer

Silk For Armor Masterlist tags: dancer!reader, singer!reader, reader has backstory, s3 not canon, diverges around TBOBF, half fix-it fic, half super self-indulgence, original locations and lore, eventual reveal of reader backstory, angst, fluff, hurt/comfort, eventual smut

chapter summary: In search of a replacement for his beloved ship, the Mandalorian ends up on an Outer Rim planet. WARNINGS: language, sex work, drug mentions

note: Hi y'all! I'm having a teeny bit of Writer's Block for Snow White atm so I thought I'd upload the first chapter of this one. I hope to get back to the other one soon, but in the meantime, please enjoy the first installment of this fic!

Once again, Din Djarin finds himself all alone in the galaxy.

Then you are no longer a Mandalorian.

He replays the words in his head over and over, unable to protect himself from the sting against his chest and head. What a fool he was for thinking that he could come back and pretend that nothing happened, that he wasn’t automatically an apostate for removing his helmet.

But he did it for Grogu. He did it for his foundling, for the one most precious to him in the entire galaxy, and in that, he cannot say he regrets it.

As he stumbles away from the covert, underneath the darkness of the night sky, he hears a beep from his belt signaling an incoming transmission. Din hesitates in answering, unsure if he is in the right head-space for anything of the sort, but he decides that he could use the distraction; it beats spiraling into despair when he thinks too hard about what he wants to do next. He retrieves the device from his belt and holds it in his palm, clicking a button. From the small screen, a hologram of Peli sits on his hand, her hands on her hips and a grin on her face.

“Hey, Mando!” she calls, waving. “I’m so glad you picked up! Boy, I’ve got great news for you.”

He doubts it. “What is it?”

“Remember how you asked me about finding you a replacement for the Razor Crest? Well, I found one!”

“You did?” This could be good — finding a new ship might just be the perfect distraction right now. If he dwells on the looming realization of his solitude, he might descend down the wrong path. Yes, this can work. “Should I come to Tatooine?”

“No, no.” Peli waves her hand. “No need. I just received word from a contact on the planet Tebin Ramm.” Din’s fist clenches. Tebin Ramm is a wretched hive that made the old Nevarro seem like Coruscant. “Told me his boss-man would be willing to negotiate with you on a fair price for a Razor Crest.”

“I doubt I’d get anywhere near a fair price on Tebin Ramm. They’re more likely to rob me than speak to me.”

“Yeah, I knew you’d say that. Well, that’s the price of a Razor Crest.” She points back with her thumb. “Of course, if you just need a ship, I do have something right here that I can fix up for you. She’ll make any dusty old Razor Crest look like a bantha cart!”

Din sighs, taking a moment to think. “You trust this contact?”

“Never steered me wrong in the past. But hey, I get it, no one likes to go to Tebin Ramm. Which is why, if you want a guaranteed deal, I can fix that baby I’ve got–”

“I’ll go meet this contact.” Peli slumps over. “Where can I find them?”

“Really? That didn’t work? Pssh.” She rolls her eyes. “You and your Razor Crest. Okay, fine, I’ll send you the information and let him know you’re on your way.”

“Thanks.” The transmission ends and he pockets his device, standing in place to think. Tebin Ramm is the last place he wants to go, but since he doesn’t have to worry about escorting anyone else, he should be fine. As long as he keeps to himself and spends the least amount of time there as possible, he can walk — or fly, rather — away from this with a Razor Crest.

Finding passage to Tebin Ramm is something of a challenge for him. No commercial flights dare venture close to that section of the Outer Rim, meaning he has to bargain with some smugglers to let him hitch a ride back to their base there.

It is a lawless planet if he’s ever seen one, and he has seen plenty. Nearly every hunter in the guild refuses to take jobs in Tebin Ramm and the ones that do are rarely ever seen again. All he knows is that the planet is a hive for gangsters and criminals, with different dons and lords running their sectors how they please. As soon as he steps off the smugglers’ ship, a chill runs up his spine.

The streets are dimly lit only by the gaudy neon signs of the tall buildings and a sort of fog permeates throughout the area. Rough-looking people of all races and genders walk around with blasters openly placed on their hips. They yell at each other from across the street, harass others that pass them by, and overall cause ruckus. He sees people spilling drinks from bottles underneath the hazy signs. Bracing himself and adopting his usual intimidating walk, the Mandalorian ventures forth into the streets.

He gets looks and stares, which is to be expected. Many of the thugs he passes give him a once-over, as if sizing up how many credits they can swim in if they took his beskar. Others turn alluring eyes towards him, one woman even licking her bottom lip in plain view. Just keep going, he tells himself. Unfortunately, he knows it’s about to get worse. Peli’s information tells him he has to turn the corner and step into the sleazy alleys of a red-light district. Women leaning against the buildings instantly turn their attention towards him, bending over to show off their cleavages, pulling up their dresses to tempt him with their thighs. They call him, beg him, reach for him but never make contact. On the balconies of the buildings he walks in between, even more half-naked women dance and beckon the patrons on the street.

In one instance, he can clearly see one of them pressing her hands against the window while a customer uses her from the back while she keeps her lips firmly shut. Din shivers, keeping his face forward. Now, he almost wishes that there is no Razor Crest.

Tucked away in the red-light district is a small theater, marked only by the neon. From the outside, it doesn’t seem impressive, but Din clocks the two bouncers at the front that suggest otherwise. Din approaches them, keeping his hands clear.

“I’m here to see Kaslur Vandor.”

The two bouncers exchange glances before they nod and step aside, granting him entrance. Din braces himself once more and crosses the threshold. The theater isn’t as grand as some of the other ones he knows are in this place, having only a few round tables around the stage. It’s more intimate that way, he supposes. One of the bouncers points him towards the table right at the end of the stage’s catwalk, the one surrounded by thugs with a very prominent man sitting at its center. A thin layer of sweat forms on Din’s brow — Peli’s contact was a big shot? He supposes it has to make sense, considering who is likely to have Razor Crests in this day and age. Steeling himself, he saunters over. Immediately, every man at that table stands up and forms a wall between him and Kaslur, staring him down.

Without looking at Din, the large man still sitting waves his hand, his fat fingers sporting multiple rings. “Let him sit.” The man closest to Din shoves him in a rickety chair next to Kaslur, who ignores him for now in favor of scooping clams and sucking on their meat. “So, you’re the Mandalorian? I gotta say, it takes a lot of balls to walk in here wearing as much beskar as you do.”

Din lets silence fill the air for a few uncomfortable seconds. “I hear you have a Razor Crest.”

Kaslur laughs. “Business already?” He turns to Din, letting him get a good look at his greasy over-comb and scarred face. “You need to slow down, Mando. The show’s about to start.”

“I’m not interested.”

“Ohoho.” Kaslur’s grin is anything but welcoming. “You don’t gotta be. But I’m warning you: you keep quiet during her performance.” He points a dinner knife towards him. “If you talk to me or even dare to clear your throat, you’ll leave here without one, got it?”

Din glares at him, his eye twitching but thankfully masked by the helmet. “...Got it.” The lights dim and the spotlight shines against the red curtains. Immediately, the rest of the audience, including Kaslur, applaud until the sounds of a single drum quiets them down. Din crosses his arms and expects some ill-dressed girl to come out and disrobe even more… not his idea of a great performance.

The curtain parts and the first thing he sees is a foot coming forward. A woman steps forward in time with the drum, golden jewelry adorning her ankles and wrists. Her legs peek through a slit-skirt with coins around her hips that jingle with each step. The small top that wraps around her bosom exposes her midriff. And finally, her face is covered with a veil, showing only her piercing, hypnotic eyes.

She lifts her hands and assumes a dancing position, feet pointed, wrists crossed. Then, when an exotic sounding horn and more percussion begin, she sings. Din’s eyes widen when he hears her voice, so pure and strong. The woman is mystifying as she dances, twirling around and removing pieces of scarf and tulle from her skirt. She uses them in her routine, her moves sensual, but not raunchy. His vision tunnels as he focuses on her, hearing her beautiful voice, watching her take off pieces until her legs are completely bare. Strutting down the catwalk, she baits the men that sit near her feet, blowing kisses and swiping herself away from their reaching hands. When she reaches the end where they sit, she falls to her knees.

Din stares right in her eyes as she focuses entirely on Kaslur, singing right to him. She reaches for him, cupping his cheek as a giddy and hungry look overtakes him. It’s in this moment that she briefly breaks eye contact with Kaslur and her striking eyes meet the dark T of the Mandalorian’s visor.

And time stands still. He cannot see her mouth, but her eye makeup betrays how wide they go. She stares for a moment as she holds her note, and Din cannot help but keep her gaze.

Then it ends. She turns back to Kaslur and slides back, her touch fleeting. Standing back up, she twirls again during the music’s swelling finale. As the horns and drums play together, she falls to her knees again with a dramatic flourish, the song ending with a large strike from the instruments. The theater is dead quiet for just a second before it erupts into a standing ovation. The men whistle and rave, pounding their tables and spilling their drinks.

She elegantly stands back up and turns on her heel to walk back down towards the curtain. Before she disappears behind it, she glances over her shoulder and Din swears she looks right at him. As soon as she is gone Kaslur sits back down with a thud and chuckles.

“Isn’t she a beauty?” he asks Din. “That’s my girl.”

“Your…?” Normally, Din doesn’t give a womp rat’s ass about anyone personal relationships, but something about this one strikes him as odd. Though he could not see her face, he knows that she has to be beautiful, especially from her eyes. A singer and dancer as talented as she is somehow with this mobster? It would make sense if she were a common escort or dancer, but she is neither of those things.

“That’s right. So don’t go making googly-eyes at her, got it?”

“I wasn’t planning to,” he says. “Now, about the Razor Crest.”

“Alright, alright.” Kaslur sighs. “Yeah, I’ve got a Razor Crest.”

“When can I see it?”

“You can see it when you’ve paid up.” Din tilts his head in a way that shows his disapproval. “Trust me, Mando. I wouldn’t drag you to this shithole if it wasn’t legit. Besides, scamming is a poor con man’s job.” He leans back in his chair.

“So… credits?”

“Didn’t you hear me? I’m not a poor man. While I would appreciate your credits, you’ve got something more valuable.” Din’s ready to hear him ask for the beskar. “You’re a Mandalorian. I wouldn’t need five fucking bodyguards if I had a Mandalorian.”

“...You want me to work for you?”

Kaslur waves his hand. “I want you to do one job for me. One measly little job and the Razor Crest is yours.”

Din knows better than anyone that one measly little job is never as temporary as it seems. One job lead him to Grogu. One job upended his life and catapulted it into a completely different trajectory. But, to get a Razor Crest for doing one errand is a bargain; he knows it and Kaslur knows it too. “What’s the job?”

“Need you to find a guy for me.” Kaslur takes out a puck and slides it over. “You can bring him in dead or alive, doesn’t matter to me. What does matter is this.” He leans in. “He stole something from me. A precious necklace made of the finest jewels money can buy.”

“A… necklace?”

“I know.” Kaslur puts a hand over his heart. “I’m a sentimental guy. What can I say?” Somehow, Din doubts that. “That little weasel has it. Or, maybe he sold it already. Bring me him and the necklace and the Razor Crest is all yours.”

The Mandalorian taps his finger on the table, weighing the options in his head. Guy would be easy to find. Necklace less so. If the guy was smart, he would have separated it and sold the jewels, so Din has to pray that he’s stupid.

Finally, he nods and takes the puck. “Deal.”

Din leaves the theater, his footsteps slower and his eyes heavy. He needs to find someplace to rest for the night… that isn’t one of these regular hotels. In this planet, he may be better off sleeping in his armor wherever he chooses to stay. He keeps his eyes forward, not inviting any of the escorts on the boulevard to call him.

Just before he turns the corner, a woman’s voice yanks his attention. “Congratulations!” A Twi’lek woman with purple skin jumps in front of him. “You’ve won a free night with one of our most popular girls. C’mon!” She pulls on his hand, but he doesn’t move, his feet planted firmly in the ground.

“Not interested,” he says, pulling his hand back. When he takes a step forward, she blocks him again.

“Uh. Please, sir? W-We’d really appreciate it—”

“No thank you.”

Her jubilant expression falls into one of worry. “Please, wait.” Her voice drops low. “Sir, she really, really needs to talk to you. And this is the only way.”

“Who does?”

“I…” She glances around. “I can’t say it here. He has eyes everywhere.” The Twi’lek pleads with her eyes. After dropping the act, Din has a hard time saying no to her. Something is strange and though he knows that he should move on and focus on his job, he caves.

“Fine,” he sighs. “This better be just a conversation.”

Instantly, the Twi’lek smiles. “Of course.” When she pulls his hand again, her voice is louder. “Oooh, we’ve got ourselves a lucky, lucky man!” Stars, he hopes that this is just a cover. If it’s not, then he’s leaving immediately.

She leads him into a den with lighting even worse than the theater. People around him wore exotic clothes, some bound in leather, other hidden behind feathered masks. The smell of drugs wafts through the air, accompanied by light chatter in the dark corners. They stare at him as the Twi’lek weaves him through the crowd towards the back where there are various rooms. Din hears screams and moans, he hears whips and slaps. What the hell has he gotten himself into?

He follows her up a few flights of stairs that are considerably quieter. Some of the doors are open, showing parlor rooms where patrons and escorts talk and flirt. Finally, in the back, she gestures for him to enter. Din gives her a lengthy pause before he steels himself and opens the door.

The room is small, having only a plush, purple love seat and a decorative chandelier above. There is someone there: a woman, but she isn’t dressed in the way he would expect the women here to dress. She wears a cloak over her shoulders and plain clothes of earthy tones underneath it, her hair tied back. The door closes behind him.

“You came!” she says. “Oh, thank the Stars. Please, sit.”

“I’ll stand.”

“O...kay.” She nods, taking a step back.

“Who are you?”

“Who… oh, you don’t recognize me?” She smiles at him. “We… well, we didn’t meet, but you saw me dance earlier.” Din’s brows lift. This was the dancer? When he looks further into her eyes, he recognizes them now without the makeup. He sees the rest of her face and his chest tightens. What a transformation between the sensual dancer — and amazing singer — he witnessed earlier and the humble woman that stands before him. She bows her head and tells him her name, just her given one. “I apologize for the choice of venue, but I had little options.” She crosses her arms and turns her head. “Kaslur has eyes and ears nearly everywhere.”

Din steps back towards the wall, leaning against it with one shoulder. “You don’t want to be seen talking to me?”

“He’s rather… possessive, let’s say.”

“Sounds like you need a new boyfriend.”

The dancer laughs. “Boyfriend? Is that what he told you?” She sighs. “Trust me when I say that I would rather have my throat slit than even kiss that man.” Her brows furrow together in disgust. “Why are you here on this awful planet, Mandalorian?”

He crosses his arms. “I could ask the same thing of you.”

She chuckles and takes a seat on the couch. “You could. But unfortunately, we only have so much time.”

Din purses his lips. “I’m going to do a job for Kaslur. In exchange, he’s going to give me the Razor Crest.”

“The Razor Crest? Oh, that old thing. I haven’t the faintest clue why you’d want it, but to his their own.” To Din, it’s extraordinary that her voice is melodic, even as she talks. At least he can confirm that there is a ship to begin with. “But in any case, that’s good. Great, even.” She stands and takes a step towards him. “And then I assume that you’d be planning to leave, correct?”

“I would.” Where is this going?

She stops in front of him, a hopeful glimmer in her eyes. Biting on her bottom lip, she holds her hands and twiddles her fingers. “If that’s the case, then I… I must ask you of something. When you get the Razor Crest...” She drops her hands on his arms and he flinches, pushing himself off the wall. “Please.” The desperation from her voice gives him pause. The dancer squeezes his forearms and locks in on the darkness of his visor, as if she can see past the black and right into his dark eyes. “Kidnap me.”

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three ships: TwiYor x3.

jk that's just my state of mind right now 🥴 Todochako, aaaand... hm.... oh!! GojoHime!! I think those 3 are probly accurate to me now. I could list my classic OTPs, but I don't want to read them like I want to read these atm, so i'll go with these 3 LOL

first ever ship: i could not answer this honestly if i tried bc i cannot dig that far into the catacombs of my memory. i'm going to say InuKag bc i think?? that's the the ship i was introduced to fanfic for?? but really it could be Dramione or EdWin even.

last song: Out of Time by Midnight Kids & Yueku

last movie: Expendables 4 :| I watched it bc i have never watched an expendables movie and i just wanted to experience it BUT THIS ONE WAS SO BAD. like i've heard one of them or something is stupid fun even tho it's generally bad? but this was just straight trash. it wasn't even the good kind of bad. it was just bad. made me sad bc i love jason statham LOL

the last good movie i watched was Gran Turismo. it was unexpectedly GOOD good. that movie made me want to race LMFAO

currently reading: Empire of Pain: The Secret History of the Sackler Dynasty by Patrick Radden Keefe

currently watching: Spy x Family ◉‿◉ （and jjk and a bunch of other stuff but i wait on the edge of my seat for sxf)

currently consuming: i scrounge like a raccoon. i actually just bought a bunch of produce and i keep intending to use it, but i end up doing something else (that i want to do more, admittedly)

currently craving: i've really been wanting pizza for a long time 🤔

tagging: @prita-world, @iridescenceoflove, @tare-chan, and anybody else who wants to 🥹 I tried not to tag anybody who was tagged in eri's, but if i've interacted with you in any way, know that i am tagging you in my heart 😂

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