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inhuman-obey-me · 5 months

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Hello! Congratulations of 4000+ followers! Y'all do amazing writing, and its been really cool to see the blog grow overtime

For the event, may I request⚡️with Diavolo and yes on MC! Thank you so much, and I hope y'all have a good day

Thank you so much!! ;//u//; And also thank you for sticking around for so long -- it really does mean a lot! 💕

"What good is this "great power" of mine? Absolutely everything slips through my fingers." - Diavolo/MC

You hadn’t asked for this power.

No, it was something that had been thrust into your hands, into your very being as the trajectory of your life changed the instant you opened your eyes and found your gaze held by pools of gold in an unknown and dangerous world. It was that one moment that began the unraveling, the revealing of all that you were and to be.

It seems like such a distant memory now, that first day in the Devildom.

No, you hadn’t asked for this power, but you didn’t refute it either. You had welcomed it, reveled in it. You had been plunged into a world of magic and monsters, angels and demons, witches and sorcerers – and you, a mere human who had been oblivious to the very real existence of this world in the shadows, were considered to be one of the most powerful mortals among it.

And yet, as of late, you had been feeling absolutely powerless.

“Love, you’ve barely touched your food.” Diavolo’s gentle voice brings you out of your thoughts, and you look up now to meet those same golden eyes you first held all those years ago. His gaze flickers to your hand, where you’ve been fidgeting with the Ring of Light. The one thing stopping your very existence from ending the world as you knew it.

“Sorry,” You give him an apologetic smile as you lift your fork, letting it slowly sink into one of the vegetables on your plate. “I guess I just have a lot on my mind.”

“Care to share?” He’s worried. “You know you can tell me anything.”

“I know.” A sigh, and you set your fork down as you lean back in your chair. You try to find the words, your emotions half-formed on your tongue. “It’s just…with everything going on, I feel rather…useless.”

“Useless? You?” Diavolo nearly scoffs, leaning forward in bewilderment. “What makes you think that? Surely, we’ve all told you how you’ve done so much for us, for the Three Realms.”

“Have I, though?” You feel your throat begin to tighten, so you try to force your feelings down. “Everyone says that, and sure, to some extent I’ve played my part. But,” Your fingers tighten around the napkin in your lap. “You all have helped each other. I’ve just been a conduit, and sometimes I…I’ve been more of a problem to solve than a solution.”

“That’s not true–”

“But it is!”

Your voice cracks then, and you realize you can’t keep down the swirl of doubt and agony any longer. Before you even feel the tears pricking at the corner of your eyes, you find Diavolo now right beside you, holding your hands in his.

“My love, you hold more power than you can even begin to imagine.”

“And what of it!” You hastily remove your hands from his grasp, waving to the air around you. “What good is this ‘great power’ of mine?” The tears have escaped, and there’s a pang in your chest. “Absolutely everything slips through my fingers. I’ve barely begun to understand it and…and I don’t even know if I could save the very ones I care about from those that wish them harm.” Your eyes flicker to the ceiling, and you try to blink back the salt that hasn’t already slid down your cheeks. “I’ve come closer to destroying everything with it!”

The silence that follows your outburst is heavy. Diavolo examines your visage with a somber expression, his lips that so often are curved into a grin now taut and straight. It feels like ages before he finally speaks.

“It’s a terrible feeling, isn’t it?” You don’t know if you’ve ever heard his voice so low before. He was a demon who could make a whole room shake with his jovial laugh. “There are days where I, too, feel utterly powerless.”

“You?” Grasping at that napkin again, you bring it up to dry your face. “But–”

“I’m the ruler of the Devildom? One of the most powerful beings in the Three Realms? Yes, my dear. All great power comes with its golden chains, with its obstacles.” With a heavy sigh, Diavolo looks around the lavish dining hall you were both seated in. “A faction of the House of Lords continuously tries to undermine me, scheming behind my back to try and throw me out of my position.” His gaze now falls onto a painting on the distant wall, brushstrokes capturing war and fury. “The Celestial Realm tests my patience, mocking me at times as they play their own games, mainly of semantics.”

He turns his attention back to you with a sad smile. “They’re all waiting to find a crack, see what will bring me down to my knees. They’ve nearly succeeded at times. Made me feel like I was just a child playing at king. Made me feel that no matter the power I possessed, they could still pull the rug from under me.”

His hands find yours again, and this time you let them stay.

“But what I found is that despite it all, despite all the power that I possess, what really puts my feet on solid ground is having those who still stand by my side through it all.” He looks deep into your eyes, and once more you’re captivated by that calming gold.

“And you, darling, have some of the best by yours.”

#first time I've written in months and of course this got so much longer than intended ajlsdf #anyways not enough people talk about season 2 mc angst #obey me #obey me!#obey me swd #obey me shall we date #omswd #obey me nightbringer #omnb #obey me diavolo #obey me diavolo x mc #obey me diavolo x reader #obey me fic #obey me drabble #4000 follower celebration #writings #the all encompassing [mod] cosmos

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ratwhowrites · 1 year

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So, this is my first bit of writing I'm posting here... Ellie belongs to @randowaffle, the others are mine. Hope y'all enjoy

Ellie had heard such amazing reviews of this play. She was excited to finally see it. She sat in her seat, enthusiastically waiting for the show to start. The beginning of the music signaled that the play was about to begin. The first thing she noticed was an oddly dressed actor who appeared to be the lead, more specifically, his pink hair.

Ellie sat through the entirety of the show, enjoying it from beginning to end. As they finished the final number, the audience clapped in time with the music. As if on cue, everyone, including herself, stood and cheered as the show ended and the actors took their bows. Somehow, she had to idea to talk to one of the cast members, deciding on the lead. She made her way over to the actor, his salmon pink hair making him stick out from the rest of the cast. He turned towards her, a warm and friendly smile decorated his face.

“Hello! I just wanted to say that you all did a great job. I enjoy seeing plays and heard a lot about this one. I’m glad I came.” Ellie laughed nervously, holding her hand out to shake. The actor eagerly shakes her hand, chuckling.

“Thank you! We’re glad you enjoyed. It’s always so nice to see people enjoy themselves during our productions. I’m Egotistical. Well, that’s my stage name, of course.” Ellie smiles, though raises an eyebrow at his introduction. Egotistical is an odd name, even for the stage, she thought. But it didn’t really matter.

“It’s nice to meet you! I’m Ellie. I enjoy theatre also. I’ve always wanted to be a part of a play.” Egotistical stopped smiling for a moment, pondering her response. He looks back to her and smiles again, although it was more of a mischievous grin.

“I can put a word in with the Director… we could make you a star.” He whispers the last bit, allowing it to sink in. Ellie was surprised to say the least. Her? A star? A star.. that sounded good to her. She felt herself nodding. It sounded almost too good to be true! Her excitement was clear as she responded.

“Really? I’d love to!”

“Great! I’ll introduce you! How about a little tour of the backstage? I can introduce you to the other geniuses behind the show.” Ellie nodded eagerly following him onto the stage, and into the wings, until they make it completely backstage. The crew was cleaning up, moving set pieces back to where they belonged, putting the props away and helping the cast wipe off their makeup. A girl with a headset walks over to them, a serious look on her face, almost worried.

“Ego! We were looking for you! Who’s this?” She raised her eyebrow and glanced at Ellie, that worried expression still noticeable. His smile seemed to darken ever so slightly.

“Hey Star, this is Ellie! We were planning to talk to the director. It seems we might have someone else joining us at auditions. Ellie, this is our lovely stage manager, Star.” He winked at Ellie. Star’s unease only seemed to grow. She looked like she wanted to say something but before she could, someone had called Egotistical over, he quickly made his way to them, apologizing to Ellie. The second he was out of earshot, Star seized Ellie by the shoulders, her face more frightened than ever.

“Listen to me, there isn’t a lot of time before he gets back. You have to get out of here NOW! Don’t look back. Don’t come back. And do not listen to him. Just run while you still can. Ego can’t be trusted.” Ellie struggled to get out of her grip, pulling away and backing up in fear. She bumped into someone, turning around and finding Egotistical there, still smiling. His eyes narrowed ever so slightly at the stage manager.

“I’m sorry if Star scared you. She has a tendency to do that. Now, come on! Director is this way!” He started walking again. Ellie took one last look at Star before speeding up to catch up with the energetic actor. What was Star talking about? Why did she need to run? Ego stopped in front of a door leading to an office, he opened it, holding it for Ellie. She hesitated, uneasy after the stage manager’s ominous warning. He follows and closes the door.

“It’ll be so nice to have another lead,” he said. “You’re going to be fantastic.” Ellie lets out a weak chuckle, still nervous.

“T-thank you but… it’s not likely that I’ll get a lead role…” He laughs, though it wasn’t the least bit friendly.

“Trust me… it is.” He snapped, Ellie’s limbs frozen in place. She panicked, trying to get her body to move. It felt as if she was being restrained by someone. Ego’s shadow was grinning just as much as he was as it held her in place. “Hmm… you need a stage name. How about.. Eleanor?” His smile grew wider, more manic. She wanted to scream for help.

“Let me go! People will look for me!” He laughs. “But they won’t find you. You’ll be too busy performing, Eleanor.” That name was the last thing Ellie heard before everything went black. That name whispered faintly in her mind.

Eleanor…. Eleanor… Eleanor…..

Then it grew louder

.....

“Eleanor? Eleanor!” She awoke to someone snapping in her face. She blinked, recognizing the pink haired individual and relaxing.

“You had me worried for a second. Can’t have our Narrator passing out on us! You sure you’re ok?” Ego offered his hand. Eleanor smiled and took it, allowing him to help her up. The rest of the cast was relieved to see she was alright. The stage manager still looked concerned. She seemed almost sad at how Eleanor responded.

“I’m fine guys. Thank you though,” Ego sat her down, and handed her a glass of water. “Now, where were we at? I lost my place in the script.”

#Egotistical #Waffle's ocs #Ellie Wandera #Remi's writing #Rat man's ocs

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jinx-on-mars-19xx · 7 months

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My aunt drove from three states away just to see my mom for a few hours. It was hard watching them cry and cuddle. It's like yes, a part of me has known this is real but something about that... It made it all sharper or something. My mom has surgery tomorrow, actual brain surgery. It's crazy to think about because it's all moved so fast and I'm trying not to even entertain anything but that she'll be okay. My cousin drove her because my aunt is in her 70's and she told me how well I'm doing with taking care of her but... All I can ever think is that I'm not doing enough. I'm not taking care of her enough, I'm not here enough, I'm not taking care of myself enough. I tell everyone that needs help to give themselves grace and yet... It's always hard to take your own advice.

I'm losing followers I noticed and I hate if I've upset anyone. I always tell my friends to take time for themselves if they need but here I am pissed at myself for not writing. It's funny how that works. My mom has to come first though and hopefully some of y'all will still be here when things calm down. I try to always stay upbeat and positive but it's hard right now. I'm not sleeping, I'm barely eating, it's like I'm depressed but numb. It's fascinating what brains can handle when they have to. But as always, I'm trying, and sometimes that's all you can do.

I don't reach out to people well, I always feel like I shouldn't add on to other people's stress and I just want to help. I'm trying not to let anyone fall through the cracks. I hope you all know how much I love you.

Dom's releasing a song called Happier and I'm glad I have that to look forward to on a terrifying day. I'm sure it'll be amazing. I loved Obey. He and Oli sound great together.

I'm thankful to everyone who is sticking around. As my favorite spooky movie says- it can't rain all the time. I'll be back eventually but I'm trying really hard not to disappear completely. This Tumblr has seen me through some hell. I've had it through the beginning of covid, through my mom's breast cancer diagnosis, through my EDS diagnosis, and my dad's heart surgeries. I don't know what I'd do without y'all. I just hope you're all doing well! I love you! 🩷🖤

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voidaus · 4 years

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Final Goodbyes

Summary: Your a Youtuber and in a stream you see this pen-pal app and download it, creating an account. This all happened months ago. The guy you met on there was amazing, and you talked for months until he just... stopped.

Genre: Angst?

warnings: swearing, fighting

Requested? No

Word count: 1402

I believe everyone deserves a second chance. No matter how difficult things are. No matter how ugly things got. But maybe sometimes, the problem is that I believe too much. Seeing good in every person, while of course, some people are just... not good.

But that's not how this story goes. No, he is good. I am a hundred percent sure of that. The question is, 'is he willing to change and show that side of him?'. I guess we won't find out if I don't reach out to him huh?

The grey laptop is on my couch, still warm from the last time I used it just an hour ago. Grabbing myself some hot chocolate I lay down on the soft pillows and pull my blanket up to my chest. Whilst finally deciding I'm comfortable in this position I grab the laptop again and open it, typing in my password. The device starts up, letting me in.

"miaow" a soft purring comes from the ground. My cat, Athena, jumps on the couch as soon as I pat it. "Hey there gorgeous" I greet her. The laptop dings, making it clear that it's ready to be used. I give it my full attention again. Should I really open Zaira?

Zaira is an online penpal app where you can anonymously make friends. I signed up about 2 years ago and never really managed to find someone I really hit it off with. You know, I just couldn't find the words to talk to any of the people who messaged me. My anxiety not really helping with making friends, of course, I thought meeting them online would be easier. I was wrong.

No one understood me, which isn't really surprising. I'm a bookworm, but also a gamer. I have lots of hobbies but not quite the energy to pursue them. The only thing that still has me uploading videos and streaming is the money and my supporters. My supporters standing first on the list, of course. I upload mostly gaming videos under the name Void. I go faceless. I never really liked my appearance for that matter.

I hesitate but still open it. The familiar logo greets me and only a moment after that my only friend on the site shows up, bringing back memories.

Zaira? What's this? "An online penpal app where you can add strangers and make friends. Now free in the AppStore!" I read the description out loud for my viewers. "Should I download it guys?" I ask the live chat, hoping they would say yes. Soon enough I get the confirmation from them and I click the button, hoping it won't take too long to download. I create a profile typing in my bio: 'Bookworm, Gamer, Weeb :)' The chat confirms that that pretty much describes me making me laugh. "Perhaps we can actually meet some cool people on here guys! Who knows?""Alright." I scroll through the site, reading people's bios until one of them spots the fans' eyes. The comments are going crazy fast right now. "click them!""omg Void, you have to message Sasori!" and more comments like that. I click on the profile, reading it's bio. Their given name is Sasori Matsudo. I laugh, explaining to some of the viewers that don't watch anime that these are names from Naruto and Death Note. "I suggest you watch them. those are some good animes!".

I smile at the memories and click on his profile. "Sasori Matsudo" the name rolls off my tongue. I chuckle "not a weeb huh?" Slowly looking through the messages, the familiar empty feeling enters my body again. To be honest, it never left. Ever since the fight, it was always there, following my every step. I close my eyes, letting the painful memories flood in again.

"I just don't understand why you can't talk about it with me!" your voice is slightly raised as you hold the phone in your shaking hand. "Because I just can't, okay! I can't keep throwing all of my shit onto you. you know I could never do that!" The man you know as Corpse yells back. You're both stressed out and upset, and this is the worst fight you ever had. You had decided to message 'Sasori Matsudo' on Zaira, and you two grew close very quickly. After 4 months of chatting on the site, he gave you his number. Not long after, he told you That he's the famous Youtuber known as Corpse Husband. You began to watch his videos and enjoyed them a lot, telling him so. In the fifth month of you two knowing each other, You started to call each other once in a while. That turned into calling every day, and soon you were calling more than 4 hours a day.

Your voice softens at his upset tone, realizing you're not the only one hurt here. You give a deep sigh before talking into your phone again. "I'm always here for you Corpse. I don't care how many times you call me, even if it's in the middle of the night. You make me feel better, you make me happy, and I want to be there for you. Please don't shut me out like this." you're practically begging at this point. He can't shut you out! Not like this.

"Void... You know I love you. Please, keep doing what you're doing, keep making videos and baking, and all the little things I love about you. But I just can't continue doing this to you. I'm sorry." He speaks up. The low voice you adore so much is soft and trembling. He sounds like he could break down crying any time now. "No, please, Corpse! Please don't leav-"

your phone lets out a long beep cutting you off. Breaking down crying, you hurl your hand against your mouth, attempting to silence your sobs. On the other side of the line, the man with the curly black mop on his head is doing the same. Tears flow down both of your eyes as void fills your hearts.

It hurts, but he knows he had to do this. He was always troubling you with his feelings, and he couldn't even show you his face! What kind of friend is that? Loud sobs take over his apartment, as his heart hurts, knowing he can't talk to you again.

And he didn't.

You lay on the couch, clenching your blanket awfully hard. You don't notice the tears streaming down your face till Athena climbs onto your lap and licks them off. You cuddle her in an attempt to comfort yourself, as the dark feeling in your chest grows stronger.

You open a new tab and type in his number. All the old messages show up. He probably blocked you, but you have to try. He wanted you to be happy, but then why did he leave you?!

After that night, he never messaged you again. Did he really not want to talk to you anymore? You ask yourself.

But all Corpse has been doing is lay in bed and upload videos once in a while. His followers noticed something is off, and so has his friends. He's acting off whenever he streams and rarely jokes around anymore.

You text him a simple 'how are you' and close your laptop after. The next day you check if he's replied. Nothing. You keep checking for two weeks, but nothing comes in. It's over. He's not coming back. You begin sobbing and lift yourself from the couch, scaring a sleeping Athena. You jog to the kitchen and shove everything off the counter, breaking some cups and plates in the process. Sliding down against the sink, you put your face in your hands, letting out an ear-piercing scream. The weight of the world is crashing down on you, and all you can do is cry and scream. The daydream is finally over.

Corpse saw your message. He's tried messaging you so many times, but each time he holds himself back. All he wants is to talk to you, but he knows he shouldn't. Well, that's what he believes is best. Every day he thinks about you, thinking that you have already forgotten him, though it's the opposite. You think about him every day, remembering all of the memories.

All the laughs and all the cries. All the comforts, to final goodbyes.

Hey Guys! I hope you're okay after this lil angsty piece of crap lmao. I tried my best. Anyways, if you have any comments or feedback, I always appreciate it! Oh, and 200 notes on 'Grocery Shopping'?!!??? Y'all are crazy, thank you so much!

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markosmate · 4 years

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american money

pairing; marko x reader

summary; even on the baddest days, there’s always the promise of running off into the night with him.

warnings; none

au; hiiii!! thank you so much for the support on my first few works. i’m working on a dwayne fic and the second part to baby blues now so look forward to those two coming at y’all soon! as always, requests are open so feel free to send in as many as you want - anon or not :)) thanks again <33

School had been awfully stressful lately. You didn’t have many friends to begin with and the ones you did have slowly began to distance themselves after you became close with the boys over the summer. Not many people wanted to be involved with them, which meant not being involved with people who started dating one of them.

It didn’t even take a week before you and Marko were all over each other. The first night you met had ended in a kiss, and a few days later you both had agreed to make it official. Weeks passed before you found out what they really were, the four of them agreeing that you should know that much before you and the curly blond took your relationship any farther.

You had taken it rather lightly, having guessed that something was up after they only came out at night and seemed to walk around with a dangerous aura surrounding all four of them.

So, months later when school started, mostly everyone already knew you were involved with the infamous boardwalk punks. This resulted in most of your friends steering completely clear of you. The ones who didn't, slowly distanced after you barely had time to spend with them anymore.

You couldn’t figure out why they expected you to continue hanging out with them, anyway. All plans that were made were filled to the brim with them throwing degrading words about your boyfriend and his friends at you. You found your nights were much more enjoyable when you spent them with your boys instead of old friends who always viewed themselves as better than you.

When Marko first told you about what they were, he had asked if you would be willing to change to spend eternity with him. You agreed, under the condition that you could finish your last year of high school first. You couldn’t for the life of you figure out why you made that decision now, school was absolute hell.

With all classes and lunches spent alone, you were more lonely than ever all day everyday. And as you laid on your bed staring up at the ceiling of your bedroom, you made the decision right then and there. Why wait nine more months to change when you could just do so that same night and never deal with the hell that is your school and home again? Your parents were constantly away for work, so you couldn’t even guess how long it would take them to figure out that you were gone.

You sat up, moving to grab a bag and pack it full of a few things you’d like to have at the cave with you. David had already informed you about what would happen once you changed. He wanted you to move into the cave with all of them. He informed that you and Marko could decide among yourselves whether you both wanted to clean out one of the rooms and sleep in there together or just sleep from the ceiling with the other three.

You knew in the end if you truly needed anything else besides the bare minimum of necessities, you could just buy it yourself or have one of the boys steal it for you. So you packed only what you absolutely needed before throwing it over your shoulder and hopping down the stairs to the ground floor of your house. The sun had set a good twenty minutes ago, meaning they should be arriving to pick you up any minute now.

Only a few short minutes passed before you heard the familiar roar of engines revving up outside your house. Your lips pulled harshly into a wide grin as you jumped off your couch and opened your front door. There they were, parked in your driveway. Star grinned upon locking eyes with you and she waved you over. "Hey babe! Need a lift?" She joked as everyone else turned to look at you with a chorus of greetings.

"Hey y'all." You laughed making your way over to Marko's bike. You gestured to the bag hanging off your shoulder with a small unsure smile. "Mind if I join the gang a few months early?"

Immediately a huge grin lit up your boyfriend's face. "Are you serious babe?" He laughed out breathlessly.

"Hell yeah!" Paul shouted in victory, leaning over to fist bump Dwayne. "Let the good times roll girl!"

"Of course you’re welcome early. You’re family too." David mumbled quickly, almost like he was trying to say it without actually saying it. You grinned at all of them before strapping your bag to the back of your boy's bike with his help, and then climbing on behind him.

"Hold on tight, baby. This ride's your first ride as a free soul. No more worries, no more responsibilities." Marko whispered back to you before revving his engine as the rest of the boys followed. "Just us, forevermore."

"Did you get that from a song?" You giggled, wrapping your arms tightly around his waist to hold on, knowing how fast him and Paul like to go. The first time they decided to race with you on the back of his bike, you’d almost puked. But you were far more used to the speed and vulnerability that came along with a motorcycle - though Marko was almost always a tad bit more careful when driving with you - after all, you weren’t immortal like the rest of them. A crash that would result in a few cuts and scrapes for them, could possibly mean death for you.

He grinned back at you, welcoming the kiss you pressed to his cheek. "How'd you know?" He joked before turning to watch the road as he pulled the gas and followed after the others.

The wind pushed your hair in all different directions as you laughed happily. You never felt more alive then when you were soaring through the streets of santa carla with your friends, and soon your family. Although you were nervous - what were your parents going to think? would it hurt? how many people would care that you were gone? - you knew deep down that you were always going to be happy as long as you were where Marko was. After everything you've ever been through, every doubt, every worry, he was what you had been waiting for. He was what you had been longing for since you were old enough to dream about future loves you were going to indulge yourself in.

You would learn later on that the pull you had always felt was a mating bond, something that would only get stronger between the two of you once you were a full vampire, but you couldn’t be bothered to focus on anything other than the freedom you felt in that moment.

It ended all too soon as you all arrived at the cave, and within moments the boys cut their engines and were climbing off their vehicles. You threw your leg behind you to climb off, using Marko's shoulders to balance yourself as he pocketed the keys.

"I’ll never get over how amazing it is to ride at night." He grinned at you as he stood off his motorcycle and began walking it over to their hiding spot after you had unstrapped your bag from the back.

"Neither will I. It’s amazing." You smiled happily as you followed after him. Once the bikes were all hidden from view, he reached over to interlock his fingers with your own.

"Well, then I guess it’s a good thing we have eternity to do it over and over again huh?" You laughed at his words.

"I guess so." You pressed a kiss to his lips, but you were both interrupted before he could even try to deepen it.

"Come on lovebirds! We got vampire to turn!" Paul practically screamed up the staircase causing a bunch of birds to flock away upon hearing the sudden noise.

Marko rolled his eyes as he pulled you along with him down the stairs. "Yeah, that will get old fast."

You threw your head back in a laugh, moving to hold his forearm with your other hand - holding yourself impossibly close to his body. "We'll live. Or - I guess we won’t." You joked with a mischievous giggle.

"What was that? A vampire joke?" He raised an eyebrow at you in disbelief.

"Maybe it was." You squeezed his hand in retaliation. "And there’s a lot more where that came from."

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peculiarinsomniac · 3 years

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An Izuku Midoriya x Reader Fanfiction I'll never write but its idea that is like every other plot hit me like a truck:

The reader is a angel and is assigned to guide Izuku, otherwise they'll lose their job as an angel or they will lose their wings, whatever.

As long as the reader wants something but cannot get it because something stands in their way, you have "a plot". Now what happens if the reader doesn't get what they want or what they have to achieve?

And now you have 1) Tension, 2) Conflict, and 3) Stakes (writing advices from twitter, that I found on Pinterest, thanks to them)

Back to the plot:

The reader is sent to the Earth and has to protect and guide Izuku Midoriya

So instead of Midoriya, who tells the story of how he became the greatest hero, you will tell the story

For the same of the character development, at the beginning of the reader can be naive and doesn't really know how to solve problems down on earth.

Or, the reader can be lazy and doesn't want to solve the problems of the humans, thinking that they are just selfish creatures, and just want to watch the humans destroying each other, thus doing nothing at all. From being lazy and not caring about the humans, the reader will learn that not everyone is bad and some people deserve redemption. And the reader will learn how to grow up and take responsibility. (I prefer that one because the character development of the reader would be amazing)

Now, there are many ways to write it, after all it's your story and you can choose.

I am going to list two ways so you might get inspired:

The first one is in the the first pov, and is more like a crack-fic(?) :

The reader cannot be seen or heard by anyone. Because of that, the reader always makes comments about everything, for example:

"[...] And this is the one I have to protect. His hair is...You know what, screw it, I am going to lose my job anyway. His appearance in conclusion? He looks like broccoli with a teary face. His shaking and sweating hands make me imagine a picture where the broccoli will be cut by a knife any second.

And the four-yeal-old child who's standing a few meters away from him? That's his "cildhood friend" called Bakugou Katsuki. Not only does he looks like a pomeranian with ashblond fur, but also his loud voice is like bellowing of a dog.

The red-eyed pomeranian is like bark but no bite, except he bites. He blows everything and everyone up, it's fitting for a bully.

Why my quirkless responsibility admires Bakugou even though he is bullied by him is unfathomable. Seriously, Midoriya, get a grip, otherwise you'll get constantly hurt. Can't you just stay away from him?"

"Now, buckle your seat-belts, mortals, because I'm going to tell you the story how this quirkless boy made not only his life, but also mine a living hell, especially when he got a quirk. So sit down, and suffer through our experience like we did."

"Do you remember when I told you that he'll get constantly hurt? When he got his quirk, you might gonna think that the bullying will cease. Bold of you to assume that a boy whose dream is to become a hero will not be involved in fights and such. Yep, you heard it right, mortals, he cannot stay away from trouble. Instead of any other selfish person who wants to stay ignorant for their own sake, he wants to suffer for everyone and I have to make sure that he will make it out alive."

The second way can be written in the first pov, but I always prefer the third pov or the second pov because you can see the development of the characters, especially of the protagonist, better. It's more in a objective perspective than in the subjective:

"[...]Frantically turning around, wide (e/c) orbs were looking for the student with emerald coloured hair. He couldn't have vanished from thin air, it was impossible for a quirkless person.

A high pitched scream halted their movements. As they looked up to the sky where the scream had come from, their jaw dropped. Diluted pupils followed a multi coloured blob that raced through the sky. They couldn't believe it! The one they had to protect really had a death wish if he took the risk to drop from the sky to his doom. The (h/c) dropped their gaze to the ground, rubbing their temples to prevent the upcoming heachache.

With slumping shoulders, an exasperated sigh left the guardian's lips while cursing Izuku's stubbornnes to hell. Although the number one hero in Japan told him that he hadn't had time for his number one fanboy, it didn't hinder the latter one to continue the conversation. Not passing up the opportunity to get an answer to the question that had been swirling though his mind since he was a child, he had grasped onto All Might before the blond-haired adult flew away.

Huffing and cursing, the angel in disguise ran back to the crowded city, hoping that they would find the troublemaker there."

When the reader is sent to earth, the reader has to hide their identity from everyone.

Nobody can know that the reader is an angel, otherwise the other angels will hear of this and you'll lose your job or whatever, and you'll never be able to get what you want . We cannot let people know that angels exist, can we?

Do y'all know the series "Merlin" produced by BBC ? This fanfiction is just like that. Oh my god, the reader can be Merlin and Arthur can be Bakugou. But Izuku isn't a douche in the first season like Arthur.

It doesn't really have to be an Angel! Reader x Izuku Fanfiction. It could also be x Shouto, or x Bakugou (Merlin series vibes and Bakugo as Arthur Pendragon). Choose whatever you want.

Not me, thinking that the story idea is like every other BNHA, Reader-Insert FanFiction

Not me being insecure about this idea, but posting it anyway

First time writing something, but pretending that I have writing experience anyway

#bnha #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #mha #midoriya izuku x reader #izuku mydoria #izuku x reader #izuku midoriya x reader #bnha:midoriya izuku #midoriya izuku #bnha deku #deku x reader #deku

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koma-moved · 3 years

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okokokok it's almost 2021 and this year has been like one giant trainwreck and a half, but honestly, i'm really glad that it did allow me to make such meaningful relationships here on the internet, and i regret none of it

so here's a cheesy sappy post to y'all

ok first off, we're gonna talk about like, the new things i've discovered and gotten into this year

first there's Obey Me, which at the time was a fairly new otome game that was released and my GOD were it not for this fandom, i never would've found my internet family and even though i don't post much Obey Me content, i still love the game and the characters (especially Mammon i am still a morosexual)

then went Danganronpa which is 10 years old yet i only knew of it now smh, it's still my current hyperfixation because i just. i love everything about it. the gameplay, the story, the characters.

then comes Komaeda

BRUH i literally just knew him from a discord bot in Loki's server wtf but after watching the gameplay i started having a love hate relationship with him but NOW???? WTF HE ROSE TO THE TOP OF MY FAVES AND NOW HE BECAME MY BIGGEST COMFORT CHARACTER AND KIN?????? SPEAKING OF KINNING, ONCE I KNEW WHAT IT WAS IT FELT LIKE I GOT SUCKER-PUNCHED TO A NEW REALITY LIKE BRUH I NEVER KNEW ABOUT THIS MY EYES HAVE BEEN OPENED TO NEWER BIGGER POSSIBILITIES ZJJSNDNSJFJEND

and quite recently, i played Your Turn To Die to see why people like it so much and lemme tell ya, i'm no longer emotionally stable thanks to that game. it's really fucking great. go play it. it's free. stan Joe Tazuna.

and with the fandom craziness out of the way, we boutta make some shout-outs too

starting off with Kailee(@kiwis-land), Rooker(@snotty-rat), Carn(@mittons9081), Akari(@stxrgazers-rot), Loki(@lokis--cup), Corn(@cxxinqq) and Percy(@percywasherelol)

where do i begin with y'all jdjenzjjsk

you guys are probably my very first friends here on Tumblr, even though i got to know some of you better on Discord, but honestly i am so glad to be friends with you guys! i love talking to you all, i live sharing art with you all, i love spending time goofing off and talking about stupid shit here both on Tumblr and Discord, and really i just feel so glad to be friends with you guys!! you're all so amazing and i love you guys!!!!!!! /p

next up is Flade(@eggy-melancholy), Divine(@divinity-infinity), Ten(@anguismagi), Kai(@kainamite15), and Church(@infinitesecondedge)

you guys. you guys are literally like family to me. i honestly never thought i'd find anyone that i'd form a strong family-like bond with but here we are!! and i don't regret it. even though we don't exactly talk a lot like we used to back in the summer, i still am so very happy to have met you all and i love you guys so much /p

and here are my inspirations @carmel-rose @hybersleebbunbun @decays-art-stuff @x-ut-x @issa-nisa @luvuwite @oni-darling @flash-darlinq @pastyl-pearldrop and lots more

seeing y'all's creations really made me smile and be happy, no matter how shitty i felt at that time. the things you all make, the art you put out, even like random tidbits of backstory and plot for your own stories were very enjoyable and i love every single one of the creations you guys always put out!!! i really hope one day i can maybe get the chance to really know you guys better, because you're all really great people!!!!

of course, the peeps who support what i make and post, @apocalypticmatcha @feisty-fae @redravebillx @tearbys-blog @palkiha @stxrberries and many others i am unsure of who else to tag so i'm very sorry!

thank you guys so much for supporting my art and other creations!!! seeing you in my notes really makes me a little more happy and motivated to post more of my art, and honestly i really love what you guys make as well!! you're all really talented!!!! wish i could talk more to you guys but i'm still rly anxious ajjdjdkkd but ily all!!!!!!! /p

and lastly, thank you all to my followers!!!! thank you so much for sticking with me through this hellscape of a year, whether you've been following since way back or you've only been following me recently!!! i'm glad i've gotten through this year with all of you!!

before i stop typing sjnejdjdj, please join my server if you haven't! it's open for everyone! https://discord.gg/CdeDbFm

i wish you all a happy new year, and thank you all for being with me through this!!!

#koma.txt #long post

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artemisunicorn · 3 years

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Naruto Shippuden Openings Ranked

Aight y'all, I said I would do this months ago, so here we are.

Just like my last ranking post, I have no real reasons as to why I like this OP over that one. They're just poor reasons and explanations that I'll probably change my mind about after posting.

But yeah, this is gonna be a long post, so let's get to it.

Also just a disclaimer- I had a very difficult time ranking the openings, especially at the bottom. Just note that I like and enjoy every OP except one.

Actual ranking is below the cut because yay I can use my laptop to make posts now :D

Number 20 - Tsuki no Ookisa - OP 14

I always thought this was called “Size of the Moon” or something like that

This OP

Oh boy

I used to just hate this one with a passion

And I still do!

Okay not literally, but it’s still my least favorite

I see what they were going for

Red, black and white vibes

It’s….okay?

And the song

Yeeesh

It just doesn’t make me feel anything but the huge urge to skip it

I’m so sorry if you really like this OP but goodness I really don’t like it

It’s one of the only ones I don’t like vs don’t mind

I will say

The end though?

Where its showing the freeze frames of everyone

That looks great

Itachi at the beginning looks great

It definitely has its moments, but just not enough to make me really enjoy it

Number 19 - Hotaru no Hikari - OP 5

Or as I like to call it

SHA LA LA-

I already know y'all but to come for me on this one I'm sorry

This opening is,,,okay…

Now that I’ve seen all of them, I kinda have this bias of “I know what the next opening is and that’s a whole BANGER” so I kinda sleep on this one

But its not bad

I always love the Naruto and Sasuke parallel shots

Just not up there for me

Number 18 - Guren - OP 15

Another OP I lowkey just disregard after watching all of them because we all know what follows this one

But it’s not bad at all

I love the split screens

And then it all comes together

Kakashi and Obito’s split screen looks amazing

Actually, all of their shots look amazing

The song goes well with the visuals

I love the colors they used

Seeing Madara is always a treat

The shot of the hokage is good

But uhhh

Yeah that’s about all I got

Number 17 - Newsong - OP 10

Don't kill me plez

A lot of people don’t like this OP

I can see where they’re coming from

But it's goofy and wacky, and honestly not so bad

It ain’t nowhere near top tier, but I can enjoy it more times than not

The part where they’re running and do a lil jump

That took me out when I first saw it

The animation is supposed to accompany the wacky feel, and I feel that the animators had a lot of fun with this one

Overall, I don’t dislike this OP like most

I actually like it

But admittedly, it’s not strong

It’s very cute tho

It makes me smile

That team jutsu though

What the hell

I don’t know how I feel bout that

Also B falling

That was a nice addition

Also also Sasuke refused to be a part of this wacky ass OP which I love

Number 16 - Niwaka Ame ni mo Makezu - OP 13

This OP is fine

It doesn’t really do anything for me until the 5 Kage are shown fighting Madara

Which looks great by the way

But also gives me storm 3 war flashbacks

It’s pretty overall

Like all the parts with Naruto look really good

The individual shots of the 5 Kage and Sasuke are meh

I don’t really care for that part

Overall, ehhh

Number 15 - Moshimo - OP 12

I’m not gonna lie

I totally forgot about this OP

It’s fine

Nothing really excites me

I do like 2 parts though

Where Ay tries to punch Minato and he gets out of the way to fist bump baby B

And when Naruto is in the middle and it zooms out to show Kushina and Minato behind him

The song is good

Overall, okay opening

I was torn over whether to put this one above or below OP 13, but I decided above because I like the ending part more

Number 14 - Toumei Datta Sekai - OP 7

Another OP I really slept on

A lot of people really adore this one but I just don't see it??

It takes a second to kick off

It really only gets started for real when we see Pain and the trio’s flashbacks

After that, it’s pretty good

The music picks up, the visuals start getting quite interesting

And that Pain v Naruto moment where they just stare at each other and it shows both faces

Looks amazing

And of course, Kakashi brings some spice into the mix

It’s always a great time when we can see him in action

Makes me wish we got the girls v Konan though

But yeah, the shot with Naruto falling in

From then on, it's incredible

Number 13 - LINE - OP 18

From here on, these OPs are just the ones I love

This OP is a major breather

The song is very slow and nice

Visually, I love the choice in focusing on one thing at a time

Once character at a time

It looks very nice

The little destiny shard flying around

And I love how there’s variants in who interacts with the shard at the very end

My favorite is Itachi because he gives the shard to us and I’m not crying you are

It’s really pretty too

Not much to say here

I just really like it

It’s not top tier, but it’s a great OP nonetheless

Number 12 - Closer - OP 4

THAT SHOT AT THE BEGINNING

Where everyone is looking back

I absolutely love it

I absolutely must know if the budget was actually blown on Hidan spinning his scythe

The shot looks great though

Another vibe kinda opening

The ending is so cute with Naruto jumping in the air

they did that to cover the gaping hole in our hearts

ASUMA WHY

Also I completely forgot there was a second version until I saw it while pulling up the link

First version is better

Number 11 - Lovers - OP 9

That beginning part with the camera cutting and focusing on the three

Yeah that right there is great

And the explosion behind Killer B

Love that shit

They really went all out for the aesthetic kinda look

And it really pays off because the OP looks very very good

The song is pretty good too

But I probably wouldn’t listen to it outside of what’s in the OP

Every shot with Naruto, Sasuke and Sakura on the divide is really good

Number 10 - Blood Circulator - OP 19

Ah the top 10

Another song that is hype asf

I honestly prefer the third version with Naruto and Sasuke

But even still, this OP is pretty great

It’s a lot better visually in the second version because there’s not a lot of lingering shots

I love the shots of Minato, Kushina, Jiraiya, Orochimaru, Itachi and Iruka

But I also love that the whole first version is summed up in no time in the second and we move onto better shots

But the third version is the best visually

With the fights and flashbacks

And the ending with Sasuke staring and Naruto crying and then they fight

That rasengan is great

But even still, all versions look pretty good

I really don’t have that much to say about this one

I enjoy it quite a lot

Number 9 - Hero’s Come Back!! - OP 1

Everybody and they mama be dancing to this I swear

It’s a bop and a half

Honestly what a great way to start the series

I’m bopping every time it comes on

And that shot of Gaara holding out his hand before he don’t feel so good

My heart

I mean, what else can I say about this one

It’s just great

3..2..1 MAKE SOME NOISE

Number 8 - Totsugeki Rock - OP 11

First things first

THE SONG????

IT’S A WHOLE BOP

EVERY TIME I HEAR IT

I GET SO HYPE

Naruto’s face at the beginning caught me off guard the first time I saw it

Visually, this OP isn’t bad at all

I actually really enjoy this OP a lot

It makes me dance and headbang lmao

I would say the song carries this one, but nah

The visuals really go well with the song

I really don’t have much to say about this one

It really is just so fun and hype

And I really love it

Number 7 - Kaze - OP 17

This OP is very pretty

It’s another one I slept on

It’s animated so well

All of the freeze frames we see are stunning

And it’s animated very well

Also long Kakashi segments always get extra points from me

And this one is gorgeous so even more points

I love the kinda traditional style they were aiming for with the textures

The cuts to the hand signs are good too

Also in sync with the music which y’all know I love

The aesthetics in general are just so lovely

NIGHT GUY YESSSS

HE LOOK AMAZING IN THIS STYLE

This OP has some of the best visuals in all of the OPs

I can’t even express how beautiful it looks

And seeing Minato and Rin slowly fade by as Obito falls and Kaguya is revealed

So good

The song goes well with the visuals too

The song in general slaps

Overall, very good

Number 6 - Distance - OP 2

YOU ARE MY FRIEND

Okay SUE ME, I’M A BITCH FOR DISTANCE OKAY

I just love this mcfuckin opening so much

It caught my attention when I first started watching Shippuden

And it’s very pleasing to look at

Also that “Thank you my friend”

Hits me every time

And overall it’s a vibe kinda opening

The walking scenes are the best

Not a lot going on on the eyes, but it still looks really good

Honestly, it’s probably my favorite OP, but it’s not the best OP

And I’m a sucker for the emotions

And this OP brings it hard

It’s definitely ranked higher than most would put it, but I can only put it so low

I love this OP so much

Number 5 - Karano Kokoro - OP 20

Holy fuck

This OP

Damn near brings me to tears every time

This OP was,,,,well,,the end

This was the conclusion of the story

And my goodness y’all

It still hits me in the feels

The visuals with this one carry it on home

It hits hard seeing everyone growing up

Let’s talk about the visuals shall we

Starting right from the beginning

Shikamaru just sitting as the music comes in

By the way, the music fits so well with everything

But yeah, seeing him just look up with this soft music just warming your heart

And then it cuts to the shogi board so we know exactly what he’s thinking about

Then to Sasuke

Sasuke

With everything that’s happened with him, just seeing him be able to just breathe

It’s everything y’all

And then we get to see Naruto’s stone face up there with the rest of the hokage and then to this lovely vibe

Naruto and Sasuke doing the hand sign that saved the world

"Tell me the story of your life"

That shit right there

They knew what they were doing when they chose this song y'all

InoShikaCho eating some barbeque

Kiba being loved to death by Akamaru and Hinata smiling

Do y’all see why this just makes me so happy yet?

Free Kakashi points

The shot of Naruto as hokage

That part got me good when I first saw it

And even a little now

Lee, TenTen, and Temari showing that they’ve still got it

The zoom in on InoShikaCho to Ino saving Sai

THE WHOLE EVOLUTION OF NARUTO AND SASUKE

THE HIGH FIVE

THE P I C T U R E

HOW ARE Y’ALL NOT CRYING

The story has finally come full circle

And there's finally peace

It’s just overwhelming happiness

I really love this OP so much

Number 4 - Blue Bird - OP 3

HABATAITARA MODORANAI TO ITTE

Blue Bird slaps

Visually, it’s absolutely incredible

Like that one part

Y’all know that part I’m talking about

Where Sasuke and Naruto do that parallel switch

*chefs kiss*

It’s just so good

AND THAT’S ONLY ONE PART

THE WHOLE THING IS JUST SO PERFECT

AND IT REALLY GOES SO WELL WITH THE SONG

Y’all better know by now how much I love the visuals synced with the music

And this song delivers on that

I know I have so much to say about this one, but I’m not gonna remember to say it until after I post

I prefer the second version (even though it’s just the same animation from Closer)

MEZASHITA NO WA

AOI AOI ANO SORA

Number 3 - Diver - OP 8

Let me get this out of the way

I LOVE Diver

It’s another OP that just always got my attention from the get go

They really calmed down with the visuals on this one

Instead opting to have the very pleasing gentle visuals that match so well with the song

And then he gets blasted out of the water and it gets SO GOOD UGH

All the hidden gems you don’t recognize until you rewatch it after seeing everything come together

I love that

And then Sasuke coming in to get all up in Naruto’s personal space just to fuckin chidori the shit out of him

It’s quite sad

But then his friends just lift him up

My heart

Then he wastes no time just rushing in to save Sasuke in the same 30 seconds as when Sasuke attacked him

It really shows his character

But also it was a whole direct reference to how Sasuke was looking over him back when he first left in the rain

That’s the subtle little hidden gems I love to see

Also the music just slaps so hard???

Like hello??

Who told y’all to make something so good????

And did I mention that I just love the visuals??

Number 2 - Sign - OP 6

EVERYBODY SHUT UP THIS IS MY SHIT

I REALIZE THE SCREAMING PAIN

HEARING LOUD IN MY BRAIN

BUT I’M GOING STRAIGHT AHEAD WITH THE SCAR

*drums going ham and guitar absolute shredding*

CAN YOU HEAR ME

SO AM IIIIIIIIIII

Okay now that that’s out of the way,,

THIS SONG FUCKING GOES HARD Y’ALL

IT’S SO HYPE

I am ashamed to admit that I used to sleep on this OP

Wait….

Both Sign and Silhouette have people turning to look at the camera-

And they’re both so good…

Dare I say…

Is this a….SIGN

I’ll leave now..

The opening part with Jiraiya and Naruto and then Sasuke and Itachi

My heart y’all please

AND THEN THE CHORUS

AND THE VISUALS

Y’ALLLL

ALL THE SHIT WAS GOING DOWN IN THIS ARC

AND THE VISUALS STILL GET ME HYPED TO THIS DAY

EVERY MOMENT IS JUST GREAT

There really isn’t a single second where I wanna look away

I can’t gush about this OP enough y’all

It’s so damn good

Also y’all know I gotta mention the hair whip

I’ve never felt pain like I did for Jiraiya and Itachi

It still hurts

But the OP

It’s just amazing

It still gives me goosebumps

UGH OKAY OKAY I’M DONE GUSHING

OR ELSE I’LL GO ON FOREVER

OKAY ONE MORE THING

But as I’m rewatching all of the OPs for this, I just fell all the way in love with the show again because of this OP

Number 1 - Silhouette - OP 16

Speaking of silhouette

We all been knew

From the get go, it’s just a blast

The song and visuals are a match made in heaven

Oh, and don’t think I won’t be gushing about them individually

Firstly

The song

KANA-BOON need to chill bruh

This song is SO GOOD

A BANGER

A BOP

WHATEVER YOU WANNA CALL IT

THEY WENT TOO HARD ON THIS SONG

I DON’T UNDERSTAND

AND THE LOOK OF THE OP???

STARTING WITH EVERYONE TURNING TO THE CAMERA ONLY FOR OBITO TO SHATTER IT WITH HIS LOOK

TO THE WHOLE SERIES RECAP UP TO THAT MOMENT

IT’S AMAZING

I CAN’T EVEN PUT IT INTO WORDS Y’ALL

The colors pop

It’s so pleasing to the eye

All of the transitions and smooth animations

Like Obito and Madara aging up (and down)

The quick flash of baby Kakashi and baby Obito before we even see Madara’s aging transitions

Y’all know I love the camera focus/glitch effect and it’s used a lot here

Naruto’s aging up while running

The switch between the static look to the smooth look

And the pencil drawn kinda look

They really went so hard on this OP

MADARA’S BREAKDANCE MOVES AND FLIPS?!?!??!

Everyone getting the cloak

That shot of Rin spinning in time with the music

ALL OF THE FAST CUTS OF WHAT’S TO COME AS THE GUITAR FINISHES UP THE SONG

Everything is always synced perfectly with the music and it really just makes it so much better

Especially because the song is so fast paced

To match up the visuals with individual words and not just full measures or half measures

Like just one example

Obito walking and him aging up

All synced with the music

Y’all

I can go on about this opening FOREVER

It’s a true masterpiece

Right, well that's my ranking. Took many hours but I'm pretty happy with it for now.

My ranking will be completely new by tomorrow morning

But yeah please hit me up if you disagree/agree with the ranking. I love discussing these kinds of things with people!

This is starting to sound like a youtube outro

Also unfortunately no gifs to make the post pretty this time ;-; I'm having technical difficulties.

#naruto #naruto uzumaki #naruto shippuden #sasuke #sasuke uchiha #ranking #long post #naruto spoilers #kakashi hatake #kakashi

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squarecarousel · 3 years

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Interview with Caitlin Alexander

Well folks, we're nearly at the end of our Square Carousel journey, and there are just two interviews left – both with two of our longest-standing members! Today, we reconnect with Caitlin Alexander, who has been with the Square Carousel Collective from its very beginning almost 10 years ago. Although we've featured an interview with her here in the past, it's been so long that we are due for an update! When she's not freelancing or performing her duties as an SC admin extraordinaire, Caitlin works tirelessly on her craft, creating prints, products, hand lettered posters, and artwork that embrace the earthy beauty of nature. With a strong focus on environmentalism and a sense of community, her artwork exudes a warmth and complexity that draws the viewer in and invites them to stay a while. Read on for her gems of wisdom!

Make Earth Cool Again

Q: Comparing your early work from your first few years after college to your most recent pieces, you've kept a lot of the textural, playful essence of your style while refining certain elements. Has your process changed much since those early days, and if so, what do you now do differently?

A: Such a great question straight out of the gate! My process has changed quite a bit since I graduated in 2011 (almost a decade ago... yikes!). In college, part of my crafted identity as a brand-new illustrator was my traditional use of gouache paint. I actually, in all honestly, was kind of a snob about it, because so many people in our department worked solely digitally. I felt that digital painting was a crutch, which I suppose can be true in some cases, and possibly even more-so when you're applying that to college students, but I certainly had no ground to stand on. In reality, my snobbery kept me from learning critical tools, as I never took Photoshop or Illustrator classes, aside from the one that was required for graduation. This hindered my work a great deal outside of college, given that illustration is so often paired with graphic design, and editing work for clients was so much more difficult traditionally. In 2013, I got a job designing t-shirts, and lied to the company, saying I knew how to use Illustrator. Luckily it was remote, so I was able to teach myself without anyone hovering over me, but that was so foolish, looking back, given the expensive education I got at SCAD should have been my opportunity to learn those things. I introduced digital work more and more over the years, and by 2016 or so, I was primarily a digital artist. Gouache will always have a place in my heart, and I will still break out the tubes occasionally, but working digitally has allowed me to grow so much more as an illustrator, with the ability to edit, paint with more detail, and having more control over color and layering.

Q: Of all the projects you've done in your professional career, which would you say is closest to your heart?

A: Probably the picture book I worked on a couple of years ago, titled "Cool For You." I had a lot of creative freedom for that project, and the subject matter of climate change is personally very important to me. Working with the author, Marianna, was really wonderful, as well.

Cool For You book cover

Q: The Southwest influence on your work is pretty significant, and I think it's safe to assume you appreciate the majesty of the landscape in your region of the country. However, if you had to live in another state, which would you choose and why?

A: Funny you ask that, because I've actually considered moving from Texas to Colorado lately! The culture there is still very western, but I appreciate the liberal point of view (Texas has been grating on me lately, even living in Austin), and the landscape is even more stunning out there! I'd be close to so many inspiring National Parks. Plus, summers wouldn't be 8 months of the year and over 100 degrees for half of it!

Travel West postcard (1 of 6)

Q: TV shows or movies?

A: Lately, Jordan and I have been watching New Girl on repeat. I'm not usually one to watch a show or movie over and over again, but I think we really just needed something light and fun, since life has been so very stressful over the last year.

Q: What's your favorite subject to draw?

A: This one is hard! I'm torn between people and landscapes. People are more fun and comfortable for me, and I could knock out a bunch of them quickly. Landscapes are always intimidating, and I'm nervous the whole time, feeling like I can't remember how I did it the time before. It's so strange, because it always ends up fine! But since I feel that way, the payoff is so much greater when I feel satisfied with the final result.

Q: What would a perfect day look like for you? A: I probably would have answered this totally differently pre-COVID, but in this current world we live in, I would absolutely love to have what used to be a normal, uneventful weekend day for me: Jordan and I would sleep in a little, see an early afternoon movie at the Alamo Drafthouse where we'd eat lunch, then spend the rest of the afternoon browsing used book stores and estate sales, and then meet our friends at the neighborhood coffeehouse for dinner and Trivia Night. I will be so happy to have that again.

Cover art for East Side Magazine

Book Lover Ladies series- The Book Clubbers

Q: What have you learned from your years at Square Carousel, whether organizing behind the scenes or as a contributor?

A: Oooof!! So SO many things! Wow... well, I'll go with the most obvious first: as a member, I learned how to continue to make portfolio-worthy work, even without jobs coming in. That was definitely the most valuable thing about Square Carousel, in my opinion, and hopefully what everyone else got out of it, as well. It can be so hard for fresh graduates to keep up that momentum, and the group saved many of us from becoming stagnant. In terms of running the group... it's been rewarding, but honestly very difficult throughout the years. There have been many ups and downs, and finding the right balance between structure and patience can be extremely challenging. I'm super proud of Elizabeth and myself (OG members!) for keeping it running through the messes-- we've been through some shit together! My major takeaway is the importance of diligence. Projects, businesses, organizations-- they all need at least a couple of people who just keep chugging along, always maintaining the structure (schedule and accountability) and balance (rules and lighthearted encouragement).

Moth magnets

Q: As the readers are aware, Square Carousel drawing to a close soon. Do you have any plans for what you'll do with the extra time you'll have after our tri-weekly challenges end?

A: You know, I actually haven't thought about this too much yet. It's probably because I'll just fill it with more self-imposed projects and deadlines, since I was able to bring that skill I learned in Square Carousel into the rest of my career a while ago. (Or more real jobs! That would be ideal!) I'll miss the community though, and hope to find a way to keep that aspect of freelance life alive. Instagram friends, anyone?

Q: What's your quirkiest habit?

A: Jordan told me recently that he found it weird and endearing that I joke-sing to my cats in the kitchen about really stupid stuff... so probably that! Official Cat Lady© status achieved.

Caitlin and Buster Keaton the Kitten

Q: What advice would you give to a newbie illustrator just starting out today?

A: I'd give them the hard advice that our professors didn't really give us in school: there is no way this is going to work out for you if you're not incredibly committed to pursuing it. Now, don't get me wrong-- I'm not telling anyone to have an unhealthy work/life balance because I think that's a toxic sentiment. But you have to keep illustrating and illustrating and illustrating, and arguably more importantly, keep networking and networking and networking. You're going to be rejected or ghosted more often than not, but if you really want it to work out, you're going to keep doing it anyway. And taking critiques if industry folks offer them, to grow and become better. Don't become stagnant in those critical building years.

Caitlin’s studio

Q: Anything else you would like the readers to know?

A: Yes – thank you so much for supporting Square Carousel through our amazing ten years of challenges! We really appreciate everyone who has kept up with us, checking out the illustrations for each prompt and reading our posts and interviews. Y'all are wonderful, and we hope you'll continue to find us, wherever each of us fly from here! And on that sweet note, we say goodbye for now! Check out Caitlin’s website for more, and follow her on Instagram for new art when it drops.

Join us next time for our final interview!

#interview #caitlin alexander #illustrator #interviews #square Carousel #gouache #digital artist #artists on tumblr #artist interview #cba illustration

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its-a-branwen-thing · 4 years

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r/RWBY AMA Highlights

For those who weren’t aware, r/RWBY did an AMA with the voice actors of the Ace Ops early this morning :) I wanted to share some of their answers here for ya’ll in case people didn’t feel like trekking through the thread. Here are some of the Q&As that I found fun/the most interesting! These are just my personal highlights, by the way! :)

First, some introductions (I put the character next to the name but...just in case I mess up):

And now, for some of the Q/As!

Q: FancyDancyMaho: For Mick - so who is the Goodest Boy and why is it Marrow? If you had to take a guess, is Marrow a mix of insecure and overcompensating because he's the Rookie?

ricepiratemick (Marrow): Absolutely. The thing is, he's a Rookie to the team, but not a rookie in general experience. The AceOps don't just hire anyone.It's like being a senior in high school: you're the upperclass. Then going to college and starting back down at the bottom of the food chain.Plus he's young, AND a little "different" from the rest. He's got a lot to prove. But unfortunately, "needing to prove something" can sometimes get in your way.

Q: JazzRen47 asked: Hi! This is a general question for all of you. I know voice acting is different from stage work, but was there anything in particular that helped you get into character for your recordings? I'm currently a University theatre student so I'm beyond curious about getting insight wherever I can haha! It was an absolute joy to get to hear your performances this Volume (and an aside for Dawn: you are a wonderful singer, ma'am). Thank you so much for taking the time to come do this.

ricepiratemick (Marrow): Some VA's sit while they work. Focusing all that energy and nuance directly into their voice. I've never been able to that. I gotta stand up and move around (which is sometimes a problem, but I've been able to reign it in and keep it more manageable).

But I'm still flailing my arms around and pointing at imaginary people lol

Q: silent-film asked: Clover’s tone in his scenes with Qrow is noticeably different from his tone when speaking to the Ace Ops or the kids. Can you say anything about that or what your thoughts were on their interactions as a whole?

ChristopherWehkampVA (Clover): I approached Clover as a guarded leader type character, who rarely allowed others into his mind on a personal level. So you see that reflected in how he treats most people, keeping a professional but kind distance.

Q: CapitalStory4 asked: Anairis, what is the best part about being the female Flash?

anairisq (Harriet): At this point? The memes.

Q: Mpatrick23 asked: Hey y'all! I wanna thank you five for taking the time to do this AMA! Now down to the questions:

To all: What was it like in your own perspectives to be a part of the ride with the RWBY cast and who were your favorite VAs to just hang with when not recording? And do you guys have spare time hobbies? Also, just throwing a compliment out there: Dawn, you did beautifully in War!! That was bloody amazing. I loved Harriet up until the "It's not excessive if it's necessary" line as well. I hope you guys make convention appearances soon and possibly see the rest of you in V8!

One of the many loyal fans, -Mitch

DawnMBennettVA (Elm): Hey Mitch! Thank you so much!!! :'D

We generally don't get to see each other a lot when we're not recording, as actors have the most unpredictable schedules. However, I did get to see Anairis before we were able to announce our roles, and we totally geeked out and got excited about each others' performances since we hadn't heard them yet.

I think I'd say my hobby is cooking and baking! I love trying to make new dishes I've never made and see what works. My last favorite food I made was lavender tea bread with a honey lavender glaze. My kitchen smelled fantastic.

Q: MrZissman asked: Hi Dawn! Question - who wins in an arm wrestling contest: Nora or Elm?

DawnMBennettVA (Elm): I think Elm would win at first, but then Nora would probably keep challenging her for rematches until she won. And then Elm would do the same back to Nora until it became an infinite loop of flexing.

Q: BiFross asked: Anairis, the beginning of the season's Harriet is much different than the end's Harriet. How did you make that distinction between friendly threats to actual threats?

anairisq (Harriet): Oh, definitely. Harriet was really serious and angry by the end, so there was no room to play games. You don't see her confidence manifest as playfulness as much as it manifests in frustration by the end, and that's the distinction I made in my head.

Q: Firegirl15639 asked: For Chris, A lot of people's favorite scene you were in was the one in the truck with Qrow. What can you tell us about getting into character for that scene?

ChristopherWehkampVA (Clover): Thanks, I loved that scene. It’s a good glimpse of how professional and capable Clover is while also still having a warm hearted side. I remember wanting to show that warm hearted side with my reads and have it contrast to how all-business he would be later in the scene

Q: threefoldthrowaway asked: Chris, I absolutely loved you as Clover and I’m gutted to see you leave. Clover had most of his screen time shared with Qrow so I just want to ask: How do you think Clover and Qrow’s relationship changed over the course of the volume?

ChristopherWehkampVA (Clover): Thanks, it was so cool to play with their dynamic. By the end of the volume Clovers pain at feeling he had to arrest Qrow was so genuine. He was dealing with the very real pain of having to choose sworn duty over what was becoming an important relationship to him

Q: BrokenLevel asked: Why do you suppose each of your characters are so steadfastly loyal to Ironwood? No need to be canon, personal conjecture is also fine.

ricepiratemick (Marrow): For Marrow, he's a faunus, and there's clearly social tensions that come with that. Having been brought into THE most elite group of huntsmen in the Atlesian military, I can't help but think Marrow (despite being a bit cocky) is hugely appreciative and humbled. He knows how difficult and rare it is for those of his kind to be placed in a such an important role.

That said, of all the AceOps... I think he'd be the first to question his "steadfastly loyal" position on Ironwood.

toddwo (Vine): I think it's the military thing. It's chain of command. He's in charge. The RWBY kids can use their hearts more as a guide because they're not military-first like I think the Ace ops are.

Q: ArmoftheSpoonFiend asked: What would you guys rather fight, 100 duck-sized horses or 1 horse-sized duck?

DawnMBennettVA (Elm): 1 horse-sized duck. Gonna need a giant oven, though.

ricepiratemick (Marrow): Marrow prefers a single target :]

anairisq (Harriet): 1 horse-sized duck. Easier to run away. :') I know if it was Harriet, she'd take on all 100 the duck-sized horses just to show off.

Q: OutcastMunkee asked: Quite a few (mainly because a few from my friend who is at work so can't make it!) questions here for everyone...From me, I gotta ask what you think about the Ace Ops vs RWBY fight and why do you think RWBY came out victorious?

As for questions from my friend, he wants to know:

Did any of you know of/watch RWBY before you were cast?

How did you end up auditioning for the roles?

Was working on RWBY any different to other voice acting jobs you've done in the past?

Thanks for doing this AMA folks! <3

toddwo (Vine): Firstly, RWBY team cheats in battle, so that's why they beat us ;)

I actually produced two seasons of the broadcast show RWBY rewind about RWBY, so I had seen nearly all of it by the time these auditions came around, and programmed entire episodes of that show around episodes, characters, and events of RWBY.

I usually submit every time there's a call for voice actors. I've been voicing various things in videos for a decade, animated characters, puppets, Reggae Shark. So I just love leaving the headspace of being at a desk at work and going to imagination land and recording voices.

I think I answered this in a different post, but I'd say the difference is being close to the show - I work at Rooster Teeth - and knowing the directors personally. It makes it way easy to ask questions, get feedback, and just be loose, as compared to skypeing in to some jerk director in L.A. lol.

ricepiratemick (Marrow): I've seen the debates about the fight results on twitter and reddit and I think it's fairly simple (and that many folks got it): AceOps were not on the same page and down a leader + RWBY were fighting for their lives and the lives of the people they were trying to save. It's as simple as that. Sure "team work" and "friends" and all that, but for those who were disapproving of that being the sole reason... I think it was clear that there were many legit reasons why RWBY came out on top.

Before getting cast, I knew of RWBY, especially some of the folks on the team, but wasn't an avid follower of the series before. Since being cast...gotta say, I love it. And will continue to watch no matter what happens to Marrow.

Audition was sent by the magic of electronic mail.

One main difference (compared to other acting jobs) is the time they take to nail down a line. In many VO jobs, yer on the clock and they roll through the script at a clip. With RWBY, it wasn't like there was a 100 takes of each line, but they knew what they wanted while still wanting the actor to explore. Just super positive, organic, and overall great experience recording with them every time.

anairisq (Harriet):

1) Yup! From the beginning. :)

2) I had received the audition online while living in FL! Submitted it pretty much the same day and tried not to think about it. I was so, so excited when I heard I booked.

3) It was for me! It was my first time doing prelay work in the booth. I was a little nervous about how it'd be like, but each session was really fun.

Q: patrizl001 asked: Todd, did you ever notice your character never used their weapon throughout the volume? Why do you think that is?

toddwo (Vine): This is totally a guess, but I feel like it's Vine's "nuclear option." He's all zen normally, so I tend to think he wants to solve things organically, and not just go nuts and use some metal blades to do the job of stretchy-ness and tactics. I could be wrong tho! Maybe it's just a fashion accessory!

Q: Eldi13 asked: For everyone: Where do you hope to see your characters go in Volume 8?

ricepiratemick (Marrow): Obviously, I have no official say in what happens to Marrow and his place in the story. But I can't help feeling he's gonna get a lot of heat from Ironwood and company after Harriet rats him out for not fighting, especially in light of Clover's death.

Personally, I'd love to see him help/side/join the RWBY gang, even if he's not a mainstay. But no matter what, he's definitely been built up to be the most conflicted of the Ops and I'm curious/excited to see where they leads.

DawnMBennettVA (Elm): Like Mick said, I have no say in the story, but I'd also love to see Elm's growth after Clover's death and the possible events to come (like what's gonna happen to her team after losing its leader, y'know?). She really does seem like a team mom at times, and I'd love to see her give Team RWBY another chance.

Q: Eldi13 asked: For Dawn, (if you make it by later!) what was the recording process like for the song in episode 12? Did Jeff and Casey arrange the whole thing, or did all the vocalists have input as well?

DawnMBennettVA (Elm): Hey there! I believe Jeff and Casey did indeed arrange the whole thing. (Obviously, someone from production please correct me if I'm wrong)! :'D

I was approached by Jeff during the process to be a guest singer, which absolutely blew my mind!!! He and Casey are such crazy talented musicians and it was an honor to be able to perform with them.

Then Christopher Sabat (voice of Arthur Watts) kindly let me use his recording studio to track my vocals, Briana Villarreal engineered me, my cousin Kaitlyn Fae coached and directed me, and I sent my vocals off to Jeff!

Jeff had asked me to sing whichever lines I liked best and he'd pick which ones to use from those. You can imagine how happy I was to hear myself singing when Elm appeared on the screen. :')

Q: SentientHam asked: Thoughts and opinions on each of your character's sembalances and weapons?

ricepiratemick (Marrow): It's fetching. Despite not seeing it's full potential, I think it's got a lot of staying power.

Q: AylaPazza asked: For all VAs, do you have any particular headcanons for your characters? Like hobbies or ways to relax, things like that! Also you all did a fantastic job this volume! I hope we see more of all of you in volume 8!

ricepiratemick (Marrow): Marrow uses his semblance to hack speed-runs of difficult games.

toddwo (Vine): I try to channel Paul Bettany's Vision character and make a lot of resonating noise in my head and relax at the same time. My voice is really high naturally so I spend a few minutes just humming low to myself to get someplace different.

Q: galaxyseal asked: To any of them: have you guys gotten to meet any of your fellow cast members in person?

DawnMBennettVA (Elm): Yes! From the Ace-Ops, I already knew Chris Wehkamp, and I met Anairis not too long after recording! I also met Lindsay and Michael Jones years ago when I started working on Fairy Tail, and Elizabeth Maxwell when we were working on Dragon Ball Super.

Actually, now that I think about it, I've met way more of the RWBY cast than I thought... The voice acting world is smaller than you think! :D

anairisq (Harriet): I met Dawn! She's just as much of a sweetie as Elm is <3

ricepiratemick (Marrow): I haven't!!!! >:[

Buuu~t I've gotten to meet/hang/know some of the team members :D

All solid, passionate, hard-working peeps

Q: brendans1989 asked: For anyone to answer - what is the most powerful advice you would give to anyone aspiring to become a voice actor?

DawnMBennettVA (Elm): Know that rejection is just part of the job. You're not going to book everything you audition for. Learn to let things go. Also, your friends' progress is not a measure of your own.

Even when you're at your lowest and you think you might be the worst, don't give up. Talk to a private coach, take classes, do everything you can to improve yourself. Keep pushing, keep trying, keep moving forward.

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I hope this is fun for everyone to read through! I tried to balance out answers on character questions and misc. ones, as I bet some folks are interested in hearing about their journey as VAs! If anyone wants to check out the full AMA, it’s here.

r/RWBY seems like a cool crew of people, this seemed like a lot of fun, and the mods did a good job curating! Hope I gave credit where it’s due for question askers--this was all their hard work!

Happy Saturday everyone~

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kylorengarbagedump · 4 years

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Little Bird: Chapter 15

Read on AO3. Part 14 here. Part 16 here.

Summary: Rey, Finn, and Poe make you an offer. Will you refuse? Well, who knows, this isn't actually the Godfather, so...

Words: 2500

Warnings: Handmaid’s Tale AU

Characters: Kylo Ren x Handmaid!Reader

A/N: *slaps this on tumblr and runs away*

I've actually had this half-way written for like, months, and TROS has me feeling inspired and desperate to repair my own heart, so here y'all go! Look at me, guys. I have not only included OTHER characters, I have plot. Wow. Amazing.

Thank you so much for anyone who is still sticking around for this story. I love y'all so much. <3

Something about being smuggled from the streets to a garage made your situation seem sneakier. Poe parked the van, and Finn and Rey nodded to each other before hopping out, leaving you alone with a strange man who wasn’t a Commander for the first time in years. Anxiety crept into your chest. Though you hadn’t bought into the conditioning at the Red Center, any amount of propaganda was capable of poisoning your brain.

“They’re going to run perimeter checks,” said Poe. “Let me take you to where you’ll be staying. Rey will catch up in a second.”

As nonchalantly as possible, you shrugged. “Okay,” you replied, as if touring the home of a double-agent Angel was something you’d done a thousand times before.

Poe opened your door, hand out to help you out of the van. Your instinct was to take it, but your brain resisted, conscious of your ungloved hands, balking at the thought of making contact with his skin. Swallowing, you surveyed the distance between the van and the floor, and shook your head.

“Uh, I’m okay, thank you.”

He held his hands up. “Of course. Happens all the time.”

Happens all the time. The fact that you’d heard a phrase like this twice now hadn’t bolstered your confidence. You thought, perhaps, you might have been different from the other Handmaids, hoped that maybe your connection with your Commander had been based in something other than abject misery and desperation. Why you’d hoped that to begin with, you weren’t sure. What did it matter if you and Kylo Ren had an actual connection? He was the reason you were trapped in a van, terrified to take a helping hand.

Frowning, you reached out, snatched Poe’s wrist, and leapt out of the van, stumbling as you hit the ground. He steadied you, looking at you with a raised brow.

“All right then.” He grinned.

Poe led you through the garage, into the house. You gathered that Kylo Ren’s high rank within Gilead had afforded you a large, lavish imprisonment--an Angel’s home by comparison was by no means modest, but lacked the suffocating grandeur of a mansion. The ceilings were of normal height, the walls made of drywall rather than varnished wood, and there was a noticeable absence of opulent furnishings as you moved through the rooms. Most interesting to you, however, was that you and Poe seemed to be the only ones there.

“Are there other people here?” you asked. “Other, um, Handmaids?”

Poe looked aghast. “Of course there are,” he said, “I’ll take you there immediately if you want. I just figured you’d want some idea of where you were staying before I took you to the Handmaid area. Rey is going to take you around the whole property, like she said.”

“Right.” Embarrassment heated your face. “No, I just meant… I don’t know.” The operation had been so risky. There was no way Ren wouldn’t notice your absence. There was no way they wouldn’t narrow down what had happened. “Aren’t you guys looked at, taking people from the street like this?”

“Ah,” he said. “Good question. Most Handmaids come to us, actually.” His smile was so dashing that it disarmed you. “This is really the first time we’ve taken this level of risk--but it was necessary. And worth it.”

“Worth it?”

“We always want to get everyone out as safely as possible. But your case is different. Kylo Ren’s Handmaids tend to have a tighter leash. So, to get his Handmaid to our base is a risk worth taking.”

You looked to the floor. Did being Kylo Ren’s Handmaid change your value? You remembered what Ofarmitage had said--how she’d been pestered for awhile to leave. But you couldn’t imagine why you might be more prized. Ren had provided you with all of zero useful information. Unless, of course, they wanted to know about the size of his dick, or how his cum tasted (massive and tangy, respectively).

“Come with me,” Poe said. You stepped to follow him.

“Poe!”

It was Rey’s voice. You spun to meet her, heart skipping. At some point, your reactions had to stop being so exaggerated--right? She was with Finn, the both of them crossing through the house at a quick clip. She’d removed most of her Handmaid uniform and was dressed in a loose white blouse, grey trousers, and half-calf black boots--the sight was baffling to you. Not only was a woman wearing pants, she wasn’t even acting self-conscious about it. A few years ago, that would’ve been you. You wanted to drown your embarrassment in rage.

“That was fast,” Poe said. “I was just about to show her to the Handmaid area.”

Rey waved the suggestion off. “Let’s just talk to her now.”

Poe looked between Finn and Rey. “Now? Right now?”

“Why not?” Rey beamed. “It won’t take too long, I’m sure.” She urged the three of you forward, moving into the home.

“I guess that’s what we’re doing now,” Poe said.

Finn shrugged. “I mean, I’m glad you know, because I didn’t know.”

“Really? Me neither.”

“So weird how--”

“All right, guys, relax.” Rey looked over her shoulder, winking at you.

You offered her a strained smile. The fact that they wanted to talk to you laid a rock in your chest. It seemed ominous--you were just arriving, but they wanted to all meet with you before you could even settle in. That, combined with Poe’s talk of your value--surely he hadn’t meant it that way, but even still. You wondered if there would be a world where your value could be determined by you alone, rather than by virtue of your uterus, or who was trying to fill it with his seed.

Rey led you through the porcelain-and-quartz themed kitchen, and, with surprising strength, pushed a large wooden pantry aside, revealing a seamed wall. Having completed that, she wedged her fingers into the seams, and the piece of wall popped forward--she slid her fingers along the ridge, unhitching a lock, and the door eased back, slipping behind the pantry. You stood, speechless, peeking at Finn and Poe, who were busy sniping with each other about something. It looked like Finn was winning.

The opening behind the pantry led straight to a set of stairs. Rey beckoned Finn and Poe first, and then you. You went to step, but were stalled by flashes of memory--your arrest, handcuffs, the Red Center--and your muscles locked in panic. It took a moment of flicking between Rey’s earnest face and the set of descending steps in front of you before you were able to find a breath and push forward.

You crept down, arms pinned to your sides. The width was only enough for a single person, the walls covered in black egg crates, the only illumination coming from battery-powered tap lights stuck near the sloped ceilings. The unvarnished steps were cushioned with patches of carpet and padding, silencing your movement. Behind you, Rey yanked the pantry back to cover the opening, and then tugged the door shut, clinking metal as she secured it.

Finn and Poe had already reached the bottom, but you were hesitant, peering into the room in front of you, hands gripping at the banister-less walls for support. The air had grown cold and dry. You landed in a small, sparsely furnished room--this, too, was plastered in egg crates, discarded carpet, and battery tap lights. Against one wall was a threadbare linen couch, at its sides a few mismatched upholstered chairs. At the center of this set-up was a table smothered with discarded papers, magazine clippings, books with torn pages. In another corner sat a tiny desk with a wireless radio, a headset, and some scribbled notations and a pen at its side. Poe crossed to it, glancing over the writing. You were surprised he could read it. He held up a finger and placed the headset on, tuning the radio, eyes narrowing. There was silence for a moment, Finn and Rey exchanging looks. Poe scrawled something.

“Anything?” said Rey.

He took the headset off, shook his head. “No. If anyone’s noticed she’s gone, they haven’t reported it yet.”

“Good,” Finn said. “We have some time until Ren starts looking for her.”

Your heart sunk. “What?”

Rey’s hand was at your back, and she guided you toward the seating area. “Sit down with us.”

Her voice entered your ears as if your head had been thrust in gelatin. It was as if the floor had disintegrated below your feet, and you were falling out of your skin, your insides plummeting into nothingness, somewhere, leaving the hollow husk of your body behind.

Ren starts looking for her? Looking for her? Ren?

Ren?

There must have been a brief blackout in your brain--when you remembered to breathe, you were seated on the couch, Rey next to you, Finn and Poe across in the chairs. Up close, you could see how tattered the furniture was, the scuff marks on the wood. You wondered where it had come from, who it had belonged to before Gilead. Strange, how you’d become just like the furniture in a few short years--you were wondering who you belonged to, now, too.

“There’s something we want to ask you about,” Rey said, “and it is going to sound scary.”

You blinked, mouth dry.

Finn leaned forward. “We want you to become a part of the Resistance. We want you to spy on Commander Kylo Ren.”

Before you could even react, Rey’s hand was on your arm. “We know it’s a lot to ask. And we’ll explain what we want you to do before you do it.”

“Oh… kay.” You searched each of them to try and gauge your response. “I… I thought I was coming here to escape. To get out.”

“And you are,” said Poe, hands raised in deference. “If you don’t want to do this, you don’t have to. We’ll get you across the border.”

You frowned. “Then that’s what I want,” you said. “I don’t want to be a spy.”

Rey offered an understanding smile. “It’s a terrifying idea, I know,” she said. “But I promise we will keep you safe.”

There was a pause as you waited for her to continue, but she didn’t. “How?”

She looked between Finn and Poe, drawing a long breath. “We’d be monitoring you. It would be like you go back to Kylo Ren and become his Handmaid, as usual. There’s specific data we’d want you to collect.”

You blinked. “Specific data?”

“We’re looking for evidence of corruption in the regime at the level that Ren is at,” Finn said. “There’s an arm of our organization looking to bring Gilead down from the inside. Part of that is getting proof of how hypocritical and criminal it all is.”

More flashes of memory--Ren’s hand at your neck, the heat of his body crushing yours, the stretch of his cock in your cunt. Your face burned. “Wouldn’t have to look very hard,” you mumbled.

“That’s great, though!” Rey grinned. “It reduces the risk for everyone involved if you already know what to look for.”

“And you guys have done this before?”

Finn made a so-so motion with his hand. “Kind of.”

“Not really,” said Poe.

“Come on, man,” Finn said, “she’s obviously scared.”

“Well, we can’t lie,” Poe replied. He looked at you. “You are the first high-ranking Handmaid we’ve been able to rescue. We’re familiar with Ren, though--there’s no doubt that once he finds out you’re missing, he’s going to raze everything within a one-hundred mile radius to find you.”

You swallowed. Sounds about right.

“We’d make it so he’s able to reclaim you--nonviolently--and every few days, we’d follow-up with you on the things we would be looking for.”

“You’d have to get on his good side,” Finn said. “See what all you can get out of him.”

You snorted. You had no idea how you’d do that. So far, the only you’d been able to get out of him was semen--but you had managed to get it in multiple orifices, so maybe that would count for something.

“Once you complete the mission, we’ll get you out of here,” Rey said, gripping your shoulder.

You shifted away, dread dripping down your spine. “I didn’t say I’d do it.”

The thought of returning to Kylo Ren, to that tiny room, to your gloves and wings and bed and Johana and Emma and Rose and, God, him and his enraging desire to know you but only at dick’s length--it brought a flush of hot shame to your cheeks. You’d just barely sampled freedom. It seemed unfair to deprive you of the meal.

“Can’t you guys just get me out of here?”

Poe nodded. “We can. We have a transport coming in a few days.” His face grew severe. “But remember, in your place, there will be another Handmaid, one who has no knowledge of us, one who has no familiarity with how he works. This is a chance you have to make a difference.” His hand tightened into a fist. “To bring him down.”

“Well…” You fanned yourself, somehow sweating in the chilly basement. “I… I just, I don’t want to. I don’t want to go back there. I want to get out. I want to sleep in a bed I can call my own. I want to be able to talk to men and not feel embarrassed. I want to fucking look at the birds outside of my window if I want and feel as free as they are.” You looked between the three of them. “I know you guys were hoping that I’d help you, or whatever, and that’s why you even bothered to get me in the first place--”

“No, no!” Rey gasped.

“--but I don’t want to help the Resistance. I just want to leave. I want to get out and forget I ever met anyone in the past three years of my life and start over. I want to move on!” You hadn’t realized until you stopped talking that you were crying.

Rey rubbed your back, and you shook your head, wiping your face.

“I’m sorry,” you said. “I can’t do it.” A sniffle escaped. “I can’t.”

“It’s okay,” Rey said. “You’re allowed to say no.”

The reassurance seemed so ludicrous, you couldn’t help it: you laughed. “I guess I am, now, yeah.”

Poe smiled, slapping his knees. “That’s that, then!” There was no hint of resentment in his voice. “You want Rey to show you where you’ll be staying for the next few nights?”

You looked between them--they were all smiling at you. They meant it. So you wiped your hands on your skirts. And you nodded.

#kylo ren smut #kylo ren x reader #kylo ren imagine #kylo ren #kylo trash #handmaid au #little bird #I bet you can't guess what will happen NEXT

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dc41896 · 4 years

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Welcome to the Family

Hey guys! So this imagine was meant to be put out for Thanksgiving but as we see that didn’t happen lol. So although it’s a little late, I hope you guys like it and i also hope that for those who celebrate it, that you had a great Thanksgiving!! (PS: I wasn’t trying to follow a certain timeline so if things seem like they don’t make sense in that area, my bad I just pieced things together. Also his niece and nephew don’t have names because I didn’t know their names and didn’t want to give them fake ones because it of course wouldn’t be right so I just left it as is.)

Pairing: Chris Evans x Black Reader

Warnings: None (I feel like y'all already know it’s gonna be fluff lol)

Word Count: 2,461

“There. Everything looks good,” you thought as you looked at all the covered food on the table. You and Chris were hosting Thanksgiving dinner at his place with both of your immediate families coming over and needless to say, you were a bit nervous. Not only was this was the first time you guys were in charge of Thanksgiving, this was also the first time both of your families would be in the same area and you hoped everything would turn out perfect.

Dressed in your slightly oversized burgundy sweater with dark jeans and thigh high black boots, you make your way into the living room to see your boyfriend currently getting cookies out of the jar on the counter. “Hey don’t eat all of them, save some for the kids,” you jokingly scold placing the top back on. “Plus if you eat too much you won’t want any dinner.”

“Sorry mom,” he laughs as he kisses your cheek. “You look beautiful by the way.”

“Thank you, as do you Mr. Evans in your adorable old man sweater,” you smile brushing crumbs off the dark navy blue piece of clothing. “Thank you Ms. Y/L/N even though you just said I have on an old man sweater when we both know there’s nothing old about me,” he counters with a wink.

“Uh huh yea we’ll see when you’re passed out on the couch later with the game watching you,” you smirk as he lets out his signature boisterous laugh. “Ok that’s only happened once and you were right there beside me passed out so what does that make you then?,” Chris asks with arms crossed in front of his chest, mocking your smirk.

Before you could answer, you both hear the rattling of the doorknob followed by a couple knocks. “Chris and Y/N?! It’s us!,” yells his mom, Lisa, as she makes her way down the hall along with his other family members.

“Hey! Happy Thanksgiving everyone!,” you greet meeting them halfway. As you all exchange hugs and ‘Happy Thanksgiving’s’, you hear the doorbell ring signaling your parents and grandma had arrived, which also meant dinner could officially begin.

“I got it,” Chris says before lightly jogging to the front door. “Can we eat now Y/N? I’m hungry and skipped breakfast to eat as much as I can,” asked his nephew, an excited smile spread across his face.

“Yes of course you can! I finished heating up everything a few minutes ago so go ahead and fix your plates,” you answer leading everyone to the table. “Oh my gosh Y/N everything looks so good! I love how you’ve decorated,” Carly, his sister gushed, one child on her hip and the other close beside her.

“Thanks! Hopefully it tastes as good as it looks,” you reply with a small laugh. “As long as Chris didn’t make anything, we already know it’ll taste amazing,” adds Scott as he walks by making you and the rest of his family laugh.

“Hey I heard that!,” interrupts Chris walking in the dining room with your family. “There’s nothing wrong with my cooking.”

“No none at all if we’re talking about pizza rolls, popcorn, or anything premade that you just have to heat up,” interjected his other sister, Shanna, making the kids laugh and Chris roll his eyes.

“Don’t worry sweetie everyone starts out rough with cooking,” your grandma, Diane, reassures gently patting Chris on the arm. “At least you didn’t make the oven catch on fire.”

“Grandma! Lets not bring up my cooking misfortunes,” you respond with a laugh. “No grandma I think that’s a perfect topic of discussion!,” he counters with a smirk wrapping an arm around your grandmother’s shoulders as he leads her to her seat.

Seeing both families talking and enjoying themselves, as well as the food, made a nostalgic feeling come over you, and you were instantly reminded of your family coming together for the holidays to spend time together doing everything from watching Christmas movies to play board games. With everything that came with your career as a singer, it had been a couple years since you had a proper holiday season with your family. Of course you had Chris to spend them with since he wasn’t able to go home either, and both of you loved spending that time together, but you both agreed that finally being able to see your families and spend time with them was something you both dearly missed.

Noticing your unusual silence, Chris grabs your hand resting on the table and lightly kisses your knuckles bringing you out of your temporary trance. “Hey, you ok love?,” he asks with a whisper so only you could hear him.

“Yea I’m fine, just really happy and blessed right now to see everyone and get to spend this time together,” you answer with a soft smile. You tried to hold them back, but you couldn’t stop the tears from escaping your eyes and now your separate conversation had caught the attention of everyone in the room.

“Don’t cry Y/N! Here you can play with my doll to feel better,” his niece offers hurriedly walking up to you with her American Girl doll and making you smile as more tears flowed and, more than likely, ruined your makeup.

“What’s wrong sweetie? Do you need to go outside?,” asked your mom, Mary, as she rubbed your back, something she always did ever since you were a small child to make you feel better.

“I’m fine I promise. These are happy tears,” you answered using one of the many napkins handed to you by everyone at the table to try to clean up your face. “I was just telling Chris how I’m so happy to have all of you guys here and get to spend time with everyone. The past couple years we couldn’t really travel to visit anyone because of work and schedules so it really warms my heart to finally have everyone together.”

“Aww and we’re happy to be here with you guys! While you missed us you know we all missed you too,” Lisa responds reaching across the table to hold both yours and Chris’ hand.

“I know, I’m just super emotional today and I’m sorry for crying everyone. I didn’t mean to switch the mood,” you answer with a small laugh followed by everyone shaking their heads and saying “no” to reassure you that you didn’t do anything wrong.

“The holidays is especially time for family and to spend time together, which brings joy as well as other not so pleasant emotions at times,” your dad, Theo, speaks making everyone laugh. “Don’t feel bad for crying honey, we know yall love us and we love yall too.”

“And speaking of family,” Chris starts as he turns to look in your eyes and take your hands in his. “I want to thank you for making this amazing dinner for my family and yours as well as decorating and basically doing everything that we all know I can’t and would definitely struggle with if I tried to do it myself.”

In the corner of your eye, you could see Scott get up from the table with his phone in hand, but thought nothing of it since you were so focused on Chris and what he was saying.

“And I also want to thank you for bringing my family, from my mom down to the kids, into your heart and treating them as your own from the first day. I feel like a lot of people wait until things are official to do that, but you didn’t and showed me, and them, how big of a heart you truly have and I love you for that,” he continues, eyes red from the few tears that fell while he was talking, which you wiped away with your thumbs. “With that said, I wanted to ask you Y/F/N Y/M/N Y/L/N if you would do me the honor of marrying me, and not only making me the happiest man in the world, but also officially becoming an Evans and being part of this crazy family?”

Kneeling down on one knee, he pulls out a sparkling pear shaped diamond ring with smaller diamonds surrounding the centerpiece and around the band. You didn’t try to stop the tears from coming this time as you stuck out your hand while nodding your head.

“Yes! Of course I will!,” you excitedly answer as everyone around you clapped and cheered while he slid the dazzling piece of jewelry on your finger. Although you knew he was really supposed to be the only one on the ground at that moment, you couldn’t help yourself from kneeling down in front of him to kiss his lips.

“Way to make me bawl my eyes out after I just got myself together Evans,” you joke as he lets out a laugh, wiping away your tears. “I’m sorry love, but to make you feel better, you look just as beautiful as you always do future Evans,” he replies before kissing your lips again.

“Show us the ring Y/N!,” Shanna squealed, bouncing a little in her seat from excitement. Getting up from the floor, you reach your hand over the table to show everyone the immaculate ring shining against your skin. Now having time to really look at it, you realized that it looked very familiar, but couldn’t quite place where you previously saw it.

That is, until you looked at your grandmother, which caused your other hand to cover your mouth as more tears cascaded down your face and left your future in-laws slightly confused.

“Y/N made that look because she just realized that her engagement ring is a ring that her grandfather bought me a long time ago. She used to always look at it as a little girl and I would catch her playing dress up and wearing it sometimes so I promised her that when the time came, she could have it,” Diane answered blinking back a few tears of her own.

“With her permission, I had it updated with the smaller diamonds and made sure she liked the final product too,” Chris adds hugging you and kissing your forehead as your remaining tears stained his sweater. “What’s next are you surprising me with a puppy?!,” you ask causing everyone around to laugh.

“I don’t think Dodger would appreciate another dog taking away our attention. Would you boy?,” Chris answers bending down to pet the currently hyper dog seeing the emotions of everyone around.

“Ok I think this calls for a toast!,” announces Scott holding up his wine glass, followed by everyone else doing the same. “To Chris and Y/N, may there be many more holiday dinners just like this one filled with plenty of laughs and family.”

______

After everything from dinner was cleaned up and everyone was full, the talking moved from the table to the living room where the football game between the Patriots and the Cowboys was brightly displayed on the flat screen television. Of course Chris and his family were for the Patriots, whereas you and your family were for the Cowboys since that was your hometown team. Everyday leading up to this moment, Chris would tease you about how he’d be sure to let you cry on his shoulder once New England beat your beloved Cowboys.

However, he was pretty silent right now since Dallas was ahead by a touchdown. “Need some tissue love? You’re looking like you’re about to cry,” you tease pinching his cheek. “Here you can lean on my shoulder if you need to cry.”

“Very funny, but there’s plenty of time left in the game and I know we’re gonna come back,” he answers with a smirk. “Aww look at that, first lovers spat as an engaged couple! And to think Chris said all this was gonna happen when he first saw you Y/N,” Carly smiled, momentarily taking a break from playing with the kids.

“Wait you said we would get married when you first saw me? When did you first see me?,” you ask turning to look at your fiancé. “Hold up you didn’t tell her about your crush?! Oh this is good,” Scott shouts sitting up from the other side of the couch.

“I guess today is also completely embarrass Chris day,” Chris groans covering his face with his hands as he lays his head in your lap making you laugh.

“Okay so Chris had been a fan of yours since he saw your Grammy performance of Knew Better with Cardi B, and always wanted to meet you but wanted it to be natural and refused to let his team get in contact with yours. So fast forward to D23 where he was there for Marvel of course and he found out you were also there for your song for Forever Wonderland, and let me tell you he became a nervous wreck!,” he explains.

“Really?! You should’ve came up to me, I promise I probably would’ve been nervous too,” you answer playing with his hair.

“I was with him and tried to get him to go up to you, but he was all like ‘No she has enough going on, I’ll do it later’ and as you see it never happened. Then came the Oscars where your song was nominated and you were sitting down the same row as us, and I told lover boy that then was the best chance he would have in a while so he had to go for it,” Scott continues, ignoring Chris’ arm swatting at him to stop talking.

“So I’m expecting him to be like ‘No’ and all shy right, but he sits up a little straighter in his seat and tells me that I’m right and he has to get it done because he’s not missing out on his wife again. I was like ‘You’re wife? Since when?’ and he goes ‘Since Knew Better’ with the biggest smile and brightest eyes I have ever seen on him, and that is the story of how our dear Christopher Robert Evans knew he was gonna marry you Y/N,” he finishes with a smile as he nudges Chris’ shoulder.

Looking down, you notice his face and ears are as red as Rudolph’s nose, which make you softly giggle. “Babe that’s so sweet! In fact you want to know something? When I had to go up and perform and I saw you in the audience, something inside told me that you’d be in my life somehow.”

“And look at us now,” Chris responds as he turns to look up at you, softly caressing your cheek with his thumb. “Yea look at us now,” you repeat with a smile.

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the-lupine-sojourner · 4 years

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The Tale of Astoria Kenobi [Chapter 1] [Obitine and Anidala featured] [Dad!Obi-Wan/Daughter!OC]

I hope you guys like it!

I'll put the same disclaimer I did last time; I am not an expert at all things Star Wars. I'm sorry if I make any mistakes but I'm still learning. Just bear with me. I did so some research to make sure I had the basic timeline right before I got too far into this story though.

Alrighty! This Right Here is the prologue to this story for those who haven’t read it yet.

Now for the taglist: @elite-guard-hardygal, @forcearama (who created the Scandalore/Secret Marriage AU I’m using), @sunshineisdelightful, @fwtcanimelover, and @babycollectiondragon135! Thank you all for being so amazing and supportive! :)

One more thing; Would y'all be mad if I started writing in 1st person from Astoria's point of view? I just realized that doing 3rd person will get a bit difficult.

Also, um...does anyone have scene suggestions for the ten-year gap between this and Attack of the Clones? Cus, looking at the timeline of everything, that's how long it takes to get from this point we're at currently (not long after Phantom Menace) to Attack of the Clones.

Anyway, I'm gonna let you guys read the story now and hope you all enjoy!

God Bless and Good Day!

~The Lupine Sojourner

“Can you believe it?” Satine murmurs, settling her few bags down in the room she’d been loaned. It was rather small and spartan, but Satine had known far harsher living environments and couldn’t complain.

Obi-Wan smiles. “Indeed. The Counsel are rarely so conceding.”

“They even allowed me all day tomorrow to make absolutely certain Astoria will adjust well to life here.”

“Yes, though they more than likely expect the generosity returned, should we have need of it.” Obi-Wan points out sagely.

Satine nods. “Oh, I’m well aware. We’ll cross that bridge when we come to it. Perhaps, dear, you could request to be given assignments to Mandalore? Since you're the most...experienced in Mandalorian affairs?”

Obi-Wan smirks, rising to her challenge.“Darling, is this your way of saying you want me home more often?”

“’More often’ implies you’re at home sometimes.” Satine snips, crossing her arms and looking away petulantly, though she wasn’t truly angry with him. The mood shifts regardless and Obi-Wan gently spins her to look at him.

“Satine...you know I would never stay away intentionally.”

“I know, Obi-Wan, but..." Now that Satine had said those words aloud, she realized she did mean them, angry or not, "surely you could manage a few visits? Astoria gets to see you so rarely...she misses you.”

“I miss her more.” Obi-Wan replies softly, easing Satine’s hair from her face. “And you, as well. I meant to leave, you know. But…” The unspoken words ring in the air as if they’d been verbalized.

Obi-Wan would never abandon Anakin, and Satine would never ask him to.

“I know, Obi-Wan.” Satine rubs his arm comfortingly. “I know.”

The pair are content to simply hold each other then, the door shut against any surprise visitors.

=#=#=#=#=

Astoria was nervous, fiddling with the sleeves of her Jedi robes.

She liked her new clothes, plain though they were. They were fairly soft and comfortable, if a little thick for the warmth in the Temple.

The reason she was nervous was that she was waiting outside a chamber Uncle Obi told her his superiors were in.

When she asked what ‘superiors’ were, Obi-Wan had explained that they were the ones that told him where to go and what to do.

And Astoria was going to meet them!

“Don’t worry.” Came a voice behind her, and Astoria turns to see a young boy, not much older than her, standing there smiling. “The Counsel don’t do much. They just ask a lot of questions and sit there.”

Astoria feels a little better, returning the boy’s smile as she extends a hand in greeting. “Thanks. My name’s Astoria Kryze.” She introduces.

The boy shakes her hand. “Anakin Skywalker.” Astoria decided she liked this boy, though he was older than her.

From around the corner came Obi-Wan, having finished whatever had called him away. He smiles in greeting at the two. “I see you two have met. Good.”

Astoria grins. “Yeah!”

Obi-Wan crouches before his daughter, absently straightening her robes. He felt a mixture of pride and sadness that his child was already wearing the Jedi robes, hardly remembering that she was older than most Younglings when they were brought to the Temple. “Now, Astoria, just be polite and everything will go smoothly, alright? No need to be nervous.”

Astoria feels her stomach swirl a little as her nerves started to come back, but felt them leave again when her uncle squeezed her hand and stood up, smiling at her.

Without another word, Obi-Wan hit the button to tell the Counsel they were waiting, and soon enough a deep voice inside told them to enter.

=#=#=#=#=

“Should I be concerned our daughter has such a penchant for fighting?” Satine asks coyly.

The settling of Astoria in the Temple was going rather smoothly. Astoria took to life in the Temple like a duck to water, though Satine suspected her departure for Mandalore the next morning would spell trouble.

Obi-Wan chuckles, distracting Satine from her thoughts. “Darling, she is Mandalorian.”

“Half Mandalorian.” Satine corrects, playfully smacking her husband’s shoulder.

“True, true.” Obi-Wan side-hugged his wife, watching with a large smile on his face, though the smile faltered when he saw that she seemed genuinely a little concerned. “It’s alright, Satine.” He assures her, “She’s just begun her training. She won’t have these violent tendencies for long.”

Directly down the hall from them, Astoria was playing with Anakin. Their playing had quickly dissolved into wrestling and Astoria tended to use more aggressive strategies, Satine noticed.

The thing stalling the adults from intervening was the laughter ringing in the hall.

Anakin had not had it easy in life and Obi-Wan was rather hesitant to stop his Padawan’s fun.

Obi-Wan recalled the meeting with the Counsel not two hours ago. Astoria had charmed the Jedi almost immediately and performed remarkably well on the small tests Mace Windu gave her.

Obi-Wan had even had the fortune of putting the braid in Astoria’s hair himself, missing Fisto’s smirk entirely as he worked.

No one else had said a word when Mace Windu asked who would braid the new Younglings hair, so Obi-Wan came forward, motioning his daughter to him and beginning the braid, instructing her to remain still.

“I am almost sad, seeing the braid in Astoria’s hair.” Satine muses, sighing. She had smiled and encouraged Astoria when the girl proudly displayed it for her mother, but Satine’s heart clenched knowing what that braid meant.

“And yet it means hope.” Obi-Wan reassured Satine, rubbing his wife’s shoulder comfortingly, “She won’t be far out of either of our reach here, darling.”

Satine nods. “Of that, I am certain. But...I won’t get to see her grow up.”

A teasing smirk reaches Obi-Wan’s face and he chuckles. “Now you know what I went through.”

Satine whirls to glare at him, drawing away from her husband's side. “Oh, really, Ben! The nerve!” He knew then that, though her tone and body language conveyed annoyance and perhaps a bit of anger, she was teasing on the inside. She only called him Ben when she was teasing him.

“I have plenty of nerve, my dear.” He counters, daring her to continue their game as he grabs her hips to draw her back in.

Instead of replying, she kisses him boldly on the lips. It’s only through the Force that Obi-Wan had enough warning to withdraw reluctantly from Satine and call for Anakin before Plo Koon rounded the corner.

As a result, the approaching Jedi saw nothing but the children halting their wrestling match and the adults taking the children’s hands. If it weren’t wearing the rebreather, everyone would see his smile as he watches Astoria take her mother's hand.

So this was the new Youngling. He’d been en route to Coruscant when she’d been given her braid, watching her through a hologram as Obi-Wan volunteered to braid the girl’s hair. It was one thing seeing her in a hologram, it was quite another thing seeing her physically.

“Pardon the intrusion.” Plo Koon calls. “I was on my way to the library.” Astoria loved libraries and runs over, still riding the adrenaline of nearly winning her match against Anakin.

“Library?” She asks eagerly, bouncing in front of the Kel-Dorian, who takes her youthful giddiness in stride. “Can I come with you?”

“Yes, little one.” Astoria squeals in delight and before Satine can scold her, Plo Koon takes her hand and guides the excited child down the hall.

Anakin goes to catch up to his new friend, not for the destination, but because he liked her company already and didn’t want to say goodbye yet.

Obi-Wan and Satine follow in the rear, their hearts singing with joy that already their child was making friends.

=#=#=#=#=

Jocasta Nu was pleasantly surprised when Astoria walked up to her, now calm after a few words from Satine about behaving herself, and asked to see some maps of the galaxy.

“Well, dear, we have many maps. Are you looking for anything special?” Jocasta was slightly confused as there were no adults with the child, though she could hear people within the library. Luckily, Satine then came around a bend, spotted her wayward daughter, and approached the librarian apologetically.

“There you are, Astoria.” She takes her daughter’s hand. “Apologies, madam. She’s still young.”

“No need, Duchess.” Jocasta assures Satine patiently. “It’s not every day a Youngling comes in and asks to see maps.”

Satine smiles. “Yes, she is rather curious to see the galaxy. She’s never left Mandalore before.”

Jocasta offers her hand to Astoria and, after once more telling Astoria to behave herself, Satine allowed the kind librarian to lead her daughter away, staying where she was.

Satine was trying to ease Astoria into not needing to be around Satine as much as she could. After seeing Astoria engrossed in picking out a map, Satine slipped out of the library to pack her things. Come tomorrow morning, Satine would no longer be allowed in the Temple.

Plo Koon, for his part, was watching Astoria with piqued curiosity. There was something about that girl...but he couldn’t quite place what it was.

He supposed he had plenty of time to figure it out and began the task that had led him to the library in the first place.

Obi-Wan helped Jocasta educate Astoria on the various planets the girl asked about and spent a pleasant half an hour this way before Anakin, bored of watching them, wandered off.

Obi-Wan then had to excuse himself. He had to be Anakin’s Master, not Astoria’s father, though he yearned to stay where he was.

Anakin was looking at records of various lightsabers. He still called them ‘laser swords’ and Obi-Wan had yet to fully iron out that habit.

The group spent a pleasant afternoon in the library while Satine, heart growing a little heavier with every item packed, was alone in her room.

She knew full well now that Astoria would be very happy here, would grow into a Jedi that would make her and Obi-Wan prouder than they already were, if that were possible.

And yet Satine would miss her daughter terribly. She knew there would be visits and calls as often as could be helped, but it wasn’t the same as having Astoria in the palace with her.

It never would be.

Obi-Wan found her nearly packed after escorting the Younglings to the evening meal. He’d slipped out with two portions, one for him and one for his wife.

He knew this was hard on her and regretted that he had to put his duties before his family. “Take a break.” He calls as he enters. “I brought food.” Satine turns and walks over, heart lightening a little at seeing him.

“Thank you, Master Jedi.” She says, glance teasing as she took her plate.

They sat on her bed and all was quiet for a few minutes. “Satine, I wish I could say it gets easier, missing her day in and day out, but I’d be lying.” He murmurs, knowing full well the source of the weight on her shoulders.

“How do you cope?” She asks miserably.

“You learn to treasure the moments you see them, hologram or in person, and memorize the little things, the tidbits that make the person who they are.” Obi-Wan says softly, wrapping an arm around Satine as she leans her head on his shoulder. “You memorize their voice and let the memories surface when you feel the loneliest.”

“Seems a rather dull way of life.”

“We’ve known worse.”

“That we have, darling.” Satine finds a small strength in that revelation. Yes, she had survived worse than separation from her daughter. "It’ll be a hard conversation, explaining all this to her.” Satine sighs, leaning on her husband for support in more ways than one, her head against his shoulder.

Obi-Wan nods, leaning his head against Satine's. “Yes. Do you want me there?”

Satine nods her head. “That might be wise. You are her father and a Jedi. You can explain the things I can not.” Her tone was sad, resigned. The matter of leaving Astoria and having to explain to her why Satine was leaving still weighed incredibly heavy on his mind.

“Satine, it’ll be alright. You’ll see.”

=#=#=#=#=

Astoria washes down her food with a few gulps of water, grimacing a little.

The food was satisfying to be sure, but it really didn’t taste like much.

Anakin told her he wasn’t overly fond of it, either, but it was better than what he had on Tattoine.

That prompted an eager discussion between the children about where they each were from.

That is, until Obi-Wan appeared and informed them it was time for evening meditation and bedtime. Anakin groans and heads off with the other Younglings they’d been eating with, but Obi-Wan grabs Astoria’s shoulder and silently leads her to Satine’s room. He’d talk to her about meditation later.

Astoria was wondering where her mom had gone, about to ask where she was when Obi-Wan came to guide her to Satine’s room after her bland meal.

It doesn't take long to get to the room.

“Hi mommy!” Astoria cheers, missing the sadness in Satine’s eyes as she hugs her mother.

“Hello, dear. Did you enjoy dinner?” Satine asks, settling Astoria beside her.

“No. It didn’t taste like the food back home.” Astoria replies, wrinkling her nose.

“Well, you have to get used to it.” Satine says gently.

Astoria wasn’t paying much attention; she was more concerned with why her mom’s bags were packed. “Are we going home already?” She asks. “We just got here!”

“Darling…” Satine winces, drawing Astoria into her lap. “You have to stay here. I have to go back to Mandalore.”

Astoria’s eyes go wide, head tilted in confusion. “But...but Momma, I thought…”

“You remember your mother telling you about my job?” Obi-Wan chimes in, feeling his heart ache at the troubled look on his daughter’s face and the sadness in his wife’s eyes.

“Yeah, but...Uncle Obi...that’s your job.” Astoria points out, not understanding why she was staying when her mother was returning to Mandalore.

“And you will be helping me.” He says.

Astoria frowns. “Really?”

“Yes, in a way. You will stay here, learning what the Masters teach you, and in time you will help me with my job.”

“But why can’t Mommy stay, too?” Astoria asks, lip trembling a little as the weight of what was happening was beginning to occur to her.

“Because, sweetheart, I don’t work here.” Satine explains simply. “It was through the kindness of the Counsel that I was allowed to come with you in the first place. But they can’t let me stay. This place...is special.”

“I’ll miss you.” Astoria whimpers, going to hug her mother tightly. “I don’t want you to go!”

“Oh, Astoria, I’ll miss you greatly, as well. But don’t lose heart; you can call me sometimes when you’re allowed. And maybe you can even visit me once in a while.”

“Really?” Astoria asks, hardly daring to believe it.

“Yes, Astoria. Now...I have a lesson for you before bedtime, alright?” Obi-Wan interjects, reluctantly cutting the moment short. Satine was well aware she was on limited time with Astoria, but smiles at her daughter encouragingly.

Astoria slowly gets off the bed. She then turns back around. “Are you leaving now?”

“No. I’m leaving first thing tomorrow.” That comforts Astoria and she hugs her mom again, kissing her cheek before leaving with Obi-Wan. The two are quiet as they walk toward her new bedroom.

It wasn’t far from Anakin’s, which would make it easier for Obi-Wan to check up on her when he could.

“What’s the lesson?” Astoria asks once they’re in her room.

“Sit.” Obi-Wan says simply and crosses his legs. Astoria grunts and struggles to get her legs crossed. Obi-Wan chuckles and leans over, helping her get into position.

“This hurts, Uncle Obi.” She grumbles.

“You’ll get used to it. Now, I want you to take deep breaths and close your eyes. Think of something that makes you feel at ease.”

Astoria tilts her head. “What does that mean?”

Obi-Wan reaches out with the Force, sensing her connection easily. It was turbulent and unruly, like most Younglings. She’d have much work to do calming this flurry of thoughts and emotions.

He helps her begin that process slowly, easing his way through the storm to the center. There, he calms the pulsing ball of energy he finds, very very slowly. If he dimmed the ball too much, he’d risk harming Astoria.

“Like this, young one." Obi-Wan says, eyes still closed. Astoria sighs contentedly, sudden exhaustion causing her to yawn.

“...I think I like this, Uncle Obi.”

“Good, remember how this feels, and try to quiet your mind even further.” Obi-Wan instructs, withdrawing his presence in his daughter’s mind.

“I don’t know how.” Astoria replies, coming back to her senses a bit and feeling embarrassed she didn’t know.

“It’s alright. Just breathe and relax. Don’t let your mind wander. Imagine putting it to bed.”

“...” There are several moments of quiet before Astoria groans, and Obi-Wan feels the progress he’d made vanish as she comes out of her attempted meditation. “It’s not working.”

“Patience.” He replies softly, his mind calming as he talks. “It doesn’t come without practice. Try again.”

Astoria does, with the same result, but Obi-Wan had felt a subtle change. It was clear she was trying, but she was still overthinking things.

He smiles at her and decides that was enough practice for tonight. “Alright, Astoria. Let’s go to bed.”

“But I didn’t do what you wanted.” Astoria protests as he helps her stand.

“That’s alright. You just started learning. No one learns meditation right away. I struggled with it, too, but with time and patience, I was able to master it. One day, you will master it, as well.” Astoria nods, going to brush her teeth.

“Can I say goodbye to Momma tomorrow?” She asks once she’s getting under the thin cover on her bed.

“Yes. I’ll wake you so you can say goodbye, but then it’ll be breakfast time and we’ll have to go eat.” Obi-wan explains.

Astoria nods, yawning. “Thanks, Uncle Obi.” She murmurs sleepily. Obi-Wan has to fight the urge to kiss her forehead. He knew better than to confuse the girl by being overly affectionate just yet.

“Goodnight, Astoria.” He whispers from the doorway, closing the door quietly and leaving.

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“It was quite the honor, having you as our guest, Duchess.” Kit Fisto says genuinely, walking beside Satine on her way to her ship.

“And I am most grateful for the opportunity.” She replies, just as genuinely. “I don’t think I would have left Astoria here if I couldn’t see for myself what the Temple was like. When Obi-Wan and Qui-Gon were my protectors, Obi-Wan would describe his training as intense and the conditions in the Temple as spartan at best.”

“Perhaps he was exaggerating, or perhaps he assumed you were used to a life of luxury and thought the Temple would not suit you.”

“Perhaps.” Satine concedes, unsure herself what he had meant, but content with either explanation.

“If I may be frank, Duchess, I suggested your visit to let you see Obi-Wan again. I understand you two are...close.”

Satine’s heart skipped, but she remained calm outwardly. “Yes. A year on the run together tends to make people close.” She muses.

“I’m certain.” Is Fisto’s careful reply. He knew for a fact she was hiding just how close She and Obi-Wan were, but he was not willing to upset her by revealing he knew of their relationship. “If it helps at all, I will do my part to look after Astoria. I may not control which Master will one day train her, but I assure you whoever it is will take very good care of your daughter.”

“Thank you, Master Fisto.” Satine replies. She quite liked Kit Fisto. He was more approachable than other Jedi, more...relaxed and almost carefree.

By now, they were near her ship, and the pair turn when they hear running footsteps behind them.

“Astoria, wait!” That was Obi-Wan's voice, sounding far away, and soon enough, Astoria came into view, stumbling haphazardly around a corner and barreling toward her mother, eyes wide and desperate.

“Mom, don’t leave yet!” She cries, pumping her legs as fast as she could and it’s only through Kit Fisto kneeling and sticking an arm out that Astoria was prevented from knocking her mother clean over.

“You must learn restraint, young one. You would have hurt your mother running into her like that.” He cautions, letting Astoria go so she could jump into her mother’s waiting arms.

“Sorry, Master!” She squeaks with the good grace to look sheepish now that she had accomplished her goal.

She’d made it before her mother left. That was all that mattered to the girl.

Obi-Wan walks over, panting. “She just took off after I woke her up. She was so worried she'd miss you leaving.” He explains with no small amount of exasperation. Satine smiles.

“Thank you for escorting her, Master Kenobi.” She replies, refusing to acknowledge Fisto’s smile that seemed too knowing.

“Of course, Duchess.” The two then remember that they weren’t alone and walk to the ship, a respectful distance between them, Fisto trailing a bit behind, highly amused that they thought they were successfully hiding their feelings for each other.

Astoria didn’t move her head from her mother’s shoulder till they were at the landing ramp. It was so hard for Astoria to understand why she had to stay, but she had to say goodbye to her mother now. “I’ll miss you, momma.” She whimpers, sniffling and slowly leaving her mother’s arms when Satine hugs her again, kissing her daughter’s cheeks and forehead.

“Darling, you’ll see me again before you know it.” She insists, smiling sweetly at Astoria and gently lifting her chin so the child was looking at her. “Be strong, dear, and learn everything you can, alright?”

“Alright.” Astoria replies thickly.

Reluctantly, Obi-Wan calls her from his position a few feet away. “Astoria, come on. Your mother has to leave.” Astoria runs to her ‘uncle’, a few tears running down her cheeks. Out of sympathy, Obi-Wan crouches and lets Astoria hug him briefly as he waves to Satine subtly.

The ship then closes with Satine on board and Astoria sobs as Obi-Wan stands, unable to carry her and continue the comforting hug with Fisto nearby.

“Astoria, remember what your mother said. You have to be strong. No more tears.” Obi-Wan felt so proud when Astoria obeyed, wiping her eyes and squaring her shoulders.

“...Can I get some food?” She asks meekly. “I’m hungry.”

#Fanfiction #Star Wars #SW #Tale of Astoria Kenobi #Obi-Wan #Satine #Obitine #Anidala #SW OC #OC #Original Character #Original Female Character #Jedi OC #Uses both Clone Wars and the movies

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A Recorded Life (37/50) - Miraculous Ladybug

Words: 1402 Chapter Summary: Following the recent events, Marinette's comment section has ideas, and it's time for another Miraculous meeting. Marinette and Adrien finally have a talk. Author's Note: time to tie up some loose ends ;) the end is a lil awkward, but perfect for mari and adrien.

ALSO OMG I WAS SENT FAN ART BY @xiaomao-ai-wo for chapter 11 when they did the impromptu q&a!! Check it out HERE because I love it SO MUCH and it’s amazing. I literally screamed when I saw it. Thank you so muchhhveiuvbeufa

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Oh my gosh, a series of you and Adrien trying jobs would be amazing. I love seeing you guys work together and the adventures would be AMAZING! Think of the ideas!!

at this point, they should just call the channel Marinette and Adrien

I love Mari and Adrien so much you guys should just get married

I miss Alya :'(

Omg yes please do Adrien vs jobs. I wanna see him try to record a song with jagged stone or be a reporter with Alya or learn to play guitar in a band I want it ALL

we all know Adrien is great at fencing but what other sports is he good at #adrienvsjobs play on a professional soccer (I guess it's football for y'all though) team

I would say you guys should make another channel just for the Adrienette situations but then all your subs here wouldn't get to see all the beautiful content. please don't make a separate channel because it all works so well here

omg #AdrienVSJobs is trending on twitter mari

It was. People loved the idea of seeing Adrien "trying to find a job," and were giving thousands of suggestions. It was something they would definitely have to get on to make it happen. But that would have to happen later, Adrien and Marinette had already invited the rest of the team over for a meeting. They needed to tell them what they know.

Marinette pulled up the video on her computer as the group sat in a circle in her room. "So, Adrien and I found something," Marinette sighed. "This is the video I took the day his father kicked me out, and we just looked at it for the first time yesterday."

She played the section of the video for them a few times to get them to catch what they saw. "What was that?" Alya gasped. "Don't tell me it is what I think it is."

"No, I think you're right," Nino agreed.

"Are you kidding me?" Chloé groaned when she realized as well. "So, are we sending an ambush?"

"No," Adrien shook his head. "We need to be one-hundred percent sure. In about a week and a half, Marinette and I are attending the gala my father is hosting. We'll mingle for a while, and sneak away when we have the chance. We're going to double and triple check before we do anything," He explained. "But, you guys should be on call."

Chloé scoffed. "I'm not allowed to go to the gala, but I'll be around."

"I can try to get a press pass," Alya said, "But no promises."

Nino shrugged. "I won't be able to get in, but I'll be ready."

"Good," Marinette said and shut her computer. "We all need to be ready for the worst. I don't want Gabriel to be Hawkmoth, but if he is, then he's dangerous," Marinette said.

"Adrien," Chloé called his attention. "How are you holding up?"

Adrien shrugged. He hasn't said much during this meeting because he didn't want to freak out like he did yesterday. He had thoughts going in his head non-stop, and he was kind of confused about the whole situation. "I don't know. Plagg and I talked a bit yesterday after Mari, and I talked, but it's still a lot to think about," Adrien admitted.

Speaking of the Kwamis, they were unusually very quiet. They were sitting on Marinette's desk, watching their owners talk about the video. They were silent, knowing how important and stressful this was for them. "Well," Marinette said. "We really just wanted to update you guys on what's going on. The Akuma's have been harder lately, and I appreciate everyone fighting in this fight. We will beat Hawkmoth, if he's Gabriel or not."

Adrien nodded. "Yes, we'll take him down and bring Paris back to normal," Adrien added.

"Pound it?" Marinette smirked and stuck her fist out.

The rest of the team chuckled and mimicked her actions. "Pound it."

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Later that day, after the group went their separate ways, Alya was on the way to an interview. As she was walking, she called Marinette...mostly to yell at her.

Marinette, on the other hand, was beginning the design of her dress. She had it sketched out and was almost really to start cutting and sewing. But that didn't stop Alya from lecturing her.

"You need to talk to Adrien," She said to Marinette. "And before you say it, it will never be a good time. You just need to get it over with- he's not going to stop being friends with you, and I'm sure he's been thinking about it, too. Probably just too nervous to talk about it," Alya reasoned.

Marinette groaned. "I know, but I'm nervous, too," She said.

"I know, girl," Alya said. "But maybe this is the push you guys need. You tried to tell Adrien for two years about your crush, and it never worked. Now that you guys are friends and partners, it will probably be a lot easier. Plus, think about how happy the girls will be when they find out you finally made a move!" Alya joked.

The call was silent for a moment while Marinette thought about her argument. Finally, she gave in. "Fine, I'll talk to him when he gets back. He went to the store to get some snacks, and then we're going to start talking about the new Adrien vs. Jobs videos we want to do," She explained. "But I promise we'll talk tonight."

"Good," Alya said, and Marinette could hear her smile through the phone. "Well, I just made it to the place where I'm doing the interview, so I expect an update later."

"Of course," Marinette giggled. "I'll talk to you later."

As if on cue, there was a knock at Marinette's trap door with Adrien peering in right after. "I got the goods!" He said as he entered her room, a big smile on his face. Marinette was sat at her desk, so Adrien set all the stuff on the chaise as he sat next to it. "So, what are we thinking for Adrien vs. Jobs?" He asked.

Marinette shrugged and grabbed her notebook. "I got a lot of tweets and comments about it. People really want to see you work the register in the bakery, make a song with Jagged Stone, and have you learn the guitar. There's also a lot of people who want to see you play soccer," She said. "But I think the easiest one will be either the register or the guitar," Marinette read off.

"Honestly, I'd be excited to do any of those," Adrien said. "But maybe the register and bakery one will be the best way to feel out the waters," He nodded.

Marinette circled it on her page and set the notebook back on her desk. "Right, I'll talk to my parents about it," She said. "Can...can we talk?" She asked, much quieter.

"Of course?" Adrien said, but it came out more like a question.

With a deep breath, she knew there was no going back. "So, you remember the Akuma Copy?" She asked, and Adrien nodded in response. "And do you remember what happened...after I captured the Akuma? After you were hit?"

Adrien thought for a moment; then his eyes went wide when he realized what Marinette was hinting at. "Yes... Is something wrong?" He asked.

"No! Not at all," Marinette shook her head. "Alya saw it, so other people probably saw it. And, Adrien," Marinette took another pause. "I don't know about you, but I've loved becoming closer friends and being partners these past few years, and I'd be lying if I said I didn't enjoy the kiss," She rambled a bit, trailing off at the end.

Adrien stared at Marinette, and slowly a smile crept onto his face. "No, I one-hundred percent agree."

"Are you really going to make me spell it out?" She groaned.

Adrien knew what he was doing, and he was going to continue to play dumb. "Spell what out, my lady?"

"Ugh," She huffed. "Adrien, do you want to go out?"

Adrien stood up. "I would be honored," He said with a bow.

"But!" Marinette cut him off. "We probably shouldn't let it be too public. You know, for safety reasons."

Adrien walked closer to Marinette. "Whatever you wish," He said, and kissed her on the cheek.

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October Angel Fish Awards

Every month all of you fantastic writers work your asses off to post some truly incredible stories. Our Angel Fish Awards are the way for all of us, as a community of writers and readers, to lift each other up and give praise to those who have captured our attention and deserve a few kind words.

The monthly Angel Fish Awards are peer-nominated, meaning ANYONE IN THE POND CAN NOMINATE ANY POND MEMBER’S FIC. While the Pond was founded to support the Guppies, everyone in this community deserves to be showered with love and feedback, and we hope that by opening this up as a Pond wide system, we’ll be able to share the love as far as it can go.

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WITHOUT FURTHER ADO, HERE ARE OCTOBER’S ANGEL FISH AWARDS!

Nominated by @impala-dreamer

Lay All Your Love on Me (oneshot) by @idabbleincrazy

Very very tasty Sam smut here. Love him just letting go and getting into it. Very good work!!

For Tonight (oneshot) by @dontshootmespence

Amazing. Simple yet beautiful and oh the sweet pain. I loved it.

Nominated by Anon

Ride with Me by @katehuntington

This story is amazing! Kate is weaving such an intricate little AU while still remaining true to the characters. Her descriptions are spot on and the dialogue just feels so…perfect. I adore the insight we are getting from Dean’s perspective too. This is such a unique story and now I just want to go on a trail ride (and find me a cowboy *winks*)!

Nominated by @manawhaat

Dessert Then Dinner (oneshot) by @atc74

HOLY SHITBALLS! I generally am not a slut for Rob, but this made me the absolute biggest slut for Rob. Oy vey. The inspiration was fucking there! That picture did things to me and the fic that followed definitely did things to me. It’s hot, it’s fucking ACCURATE representation of lust for the way a man is dressed. Ay ay ay, these words and image are just happen to be exactly what makes my brain explode.

Witches Fuckin’ Suck (oneshot) by @crashdevlin

This. Fic. Is. Fuckin’. Weird. It’s weird. It’s absolutely weird. IN THE BEST POSSIBLE WAY. OMG. I have never related to all parties in a fic so thoroughly. It’s hilarious. It’s ridiculous. There’s a funniness and curiosity that bleeds into sexiness in such a light and honest way. The way this scenario presents itself is so damn real within the realm of Jody and Donna and me. Fucking fantastic!

Nominated by @slytherkins

River (oneshot) by @thoughtslikeaminefield

Love me some Denny, but this one is almost better because it’s just implied. There are all sorts of references to Dean’s past, but they are subtle, and the fic itself is understated. It’s also hawt. :p And Dean is so in character. I just…I just like this. Is just good. Bittersweet and sexy.

Drabble #5 (oneshot) by @thegirlwhorunswithwinchesters

I loved this drabble. It’s so understated. Big responses in these types of situations are great and all, but I think the fact that they were so reserved made it all the more touching. And particularly in character for Dean, imho. Read it! Be moved. :p

A Dangerous Game ch.6 (series) by @risingphoenix761

Ooooooh Myyyyy Gaaaaaaawd. Y'all. New chapter. Smut…so hawt. Character dynamic…so fun. Crowley…so, so secksy. Magic…so magicy. :p Remusly, this series just blows me away.

Nominated by @thing-you-do-with-that-thing

About A Boy (series) by @percywinchester27

I would like to nominate Ana’s About a Boy series. It has me on the edge of my seat already. Ana is such an insanely smart writer and she really knows how to build a story. She also know her character super well and she is wicked at writing them as kids/young adults. It’s not a reader insert which I know turn a bunch of people off which is a huge shame cause this one really deserves a lot of love and attention.

Nominated by @lovetusk

A Little Hide and Seek (series) by @iflostreturntosteverogers

Can I nominate this new series that Carrie is working on? She’s really growing as a writer lately, and so far this series really showcases that.

Nominated by @princessmisery666

Blood In Bed (oneshot) by @slytherkins

So I don’t support @slytherkins as much as she supports me and my writing so I wanted to read something of hers, even though it’s not my ‘usual’ cup of tea!!

And god damn I’m so f******g happy, scrap that, ecstatic that I did. This was fun, engaging, funny, sweet and heart breaking. I know she knows Crowley, she quite literally is his Queen 👑. She gets him spot on and this could quite easily be canon. I can see it happening.

I wish I had the words to tell you how brilliant this is, how much I really like it. Demon Dean is perfectly portrayed and I just can’t express how good this is. Mark as my favourite and one I will return to, many times.

Not Always The Way (oneshot) by @kittenofdoomage

THIS WAS PERFECTION!! Yes I know I’m shouting but I need to!!!

Sweet, fluffy, smutty, perfectly Sam, cute and awkward and kind and patient and just yeah!

Nominated by @ellen-reincarnated1967

A New Fall (series) by @iwantthedean

It's autumn themed, full of the apple pie life, orchards, pumpkins, cinnamon rolls that you can eat as well as the human cinnaroll Jensen post season 15. The family history of the reader really puts you right at the farmer's market and you'll feel cozy. There's also a twist. Looking forward to the rest, but the chapters up now, are addicting like apple pie!

Nominated by @girl-with-a-fandom-fettish

Blood and Water (series) by @crashdevlin

This story is fan-freakin-tastic! I love everything about it. I’m all about Dark!chesters and Crash is killing it, especially since the boys still feel in character despite the whole ‘screwing their sisiter’ thing. Bravo Crash! Can’t wait to see what else is in store for these three.

His Property (series) by @negans-lucille-tblr

How do I begin to describe this amazing work of fanfic? Dirty? Kinky? Delicious? Dramatic? Angsty? Smutty? Surprise conflict? On point characters in a very very alternate universe? Yes, I think one of those is a good place to start. Bottom Line: READ THIS FIC (and its sequel Yours)!

Mr. Impala (mixed media) by @evansrogerskitten

I don’t even remember how I stumbled across this gem but I was shook! I totally thought I was looking at the real thing! And then I read the article, and I was absolutely reading the real AU thing! Such an awesome work of art and fic combined! I was blown away by the quality of it! Props to Ash (and all the other art people) for such an awesome piece and even more props for merging art and fic flawlessly!

Nominated by @stunudo

Smokestack Lightning (oneshot) by @thoughtslikeaminefield

I’m nominating MJ’s awesome Sam/Rowena fic because it was what we needed after The Rupture. It is real, but also fun and flirty. She is a master at layering the emotions into her fics, especially the smutty ones.

Nominated by @wi-deangirl77

Stages of Grief (drabble) by @plaidstiel-wormstache

I’m nominating this drabble by my gal Jessie because it’s so different than a lot of the fics out there. The way she coveys the pain and sorrow that the characters feel after such a loss is palpable. And the way she jumps forward to the future that neither of the remaining characters could have even thought possible at the beginning of the story is very bittersweet.

What’s Left of Me (drabble) by @waywardjoy

Once again the Queen of Angst (as I’ve so lovingly dubbed her) brings it to the next level. Writing it all from Sam’s POV she sets up this dark, DARK fic (heed the warnings peeps) for one hell of a ride. You can’t help but feel as confused, scared and out of control as our hero Sam does as she takes you down the spiraling track that is the plot of this fic. Well done, dear Joy…well done.

Thank you all for the awesome work and great feedback!

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THANK YOU ALL AGAIN, KEEP UP THE AMAZING WORK, AND AS ALWAYS, HAPPY WRITING!

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