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I feel insane writing my obi-wan x oc fic all in notes app on my phone I have to be at 30k words at a minimum. I’m way too attached to it to ever post it + it’s extremely unfinished yet every night I’m working on this wip wtf is wrong with me

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Don't make war, make love!

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“Why in Salazar’s name would I fuck a filthy mudblood?”

So for those who don't know, this is a smut spin-off to my main fic, 'Flatmates don't (try to) murder each other at 6am' for chapters 4-5, so there will be minor spoilers/references to that, but this still works as a standalone since it's not canon! :D Here's a little snippet <3

“Why in Salazar’s name would I fuck a filthy mudblood?” Tom placed his teacup gently onto the table before he raised an eyebrow towards Abraxas Malfoy, the blond shrugged.

“Worked with Priscilla, she’s more amenable with me now.”

Tom rolled his eyes as he turned the teacup around on its saucer, “Yes, well, she’s your betrothed and Priscilla is a pureblood.” He straightened back and glared at Malfoy, “This is my flatmate we’re talking about or has that minor detail got lost in that shiny blond brain of yours.”

“I’m simply making a suggestion my Lord.”

“And a disgusting one too.” He muttered as he ran the knuckle of his index finger over his lips as he pondered about it. Him, the rightful heir to the great Salazar Slytherin bedding a mudblood. He would be no better than his own stupid wretched mother, and that was a low he refused to stoop down to.

“Well, you’ve topped her before” Malfoy mumbled into his cup of tea.

“That was different, I was strangling her.”

Malfoy smirked, “Some people are into that.”

Tom grumbled and picked at the scar above his wrists where the flames of your incendio had taken a bite out of him the other night.

Malfoy observed Tom with a sigh, “It wouldn’t hurt to try, my Lord.”

“If she were at least a half blood, I’d consider it. But this is just…another level of degeneracy.”

“Well, maybe you just need a little liquid courage?” Malfoy offered.

Tom grimaced, nose curling up in discomfort. “I am not sleeping with her.”

“Do you have any other better plans?”

An awkward silence settled between the two men and Tom cleared his throat.

“…No.”

Malfoy leaned back into the plush cushion of his chair, “Right, well, use your masculine sex appeal and just–” He circles the fingers of his left hand and poked his index finger through it, “–right my Lord?”

Tom stared blankly at him.

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I’m super obsessed with Obi-wan having/ losing wings I’m literally writing a fic because of it plz give me wing fic recs

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Letting the demons win by writing the crossover fic with all my favourite characters

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Where did the obiwan calling his love interest “dove” thing in fan fic come from is there a canon source or did someone do it and we all just went “yep this is good”