#I'm writing again y'all hoo boy

[kawaiibaphomet]

How I look establishing happy, wholesome character relationships knowing I'm about to kill one or more of them

[iamcautiouslyoptimistic]

Deja Vu ~ Russell Adler x Female Reader

{Author's Note} This was inspired by @alypink's recent Adler render where he's leaning against a muscle car AND HOO BOY that put tons of thoughts in my head about a younger Adler before he heads off to Vietnam. Reader in this story dated him before he went off to war and they got together again after the events of the Cold War game. I probably got some timeline stuff wrong but I did my research and tried to keep it consistent lol. A horrendous sinus infection has given me a short break from school as I start some medications to clear it up so that means more time for writing! Anyway, I hope y'all enjoy this! I've got plenty of ideas for a younger Adler x reader series so expect more in the future! And let me know if you'd like to be removed or added to the tag list🫶🏻 I don't know if I managed to include everyone that I wanted to so please let me know! AND YES I'm using a Robert Redford gif because they're basically the same person in my eyes LOL {Tag List} @littlemissclandestine @alypink @mctvsh @adlerboi @deadbranch @a-small-writer-in-a-big-world @ghostlythots @glitterypirateduck

Russell Adler x Female Reader

❌Content Warning: none❌

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1965

“When are you leaving again?” 

Adler sends you a glance through dark shades as you pass him a bucket full of water. He takes it easily, hefting it with little issue while you had struggled to lift it only moments ago. 

“In a month,” he responds and splashes the bucket’s contents across the windshield of his car. “Higher ups are gettin’ worried about the increased communist presence in Vietnam so they’re sending in some troops. I’ll be going on behalf of the CIA to do some recon and see if we can figure out what’s happening over there.”

You knew that already. He’d told you half a dozen times before but he answered you anyway. He knew how worried you were about the threat of impending war, especially when he was being sent into the midst of it with little choice to refuse. 

All you can manage is a nod as you focus on sponging down the window opposite him. He notices your silence and rounds the car, drying his palms on his already damp tank top. 

“I’ll be fine, sweetheart,” he murmurs softly as he grasps your chin and guides your face to look at him. You blink back tears and he wipes away the few that manage to escape with gentle thumbs. 

“Just gotta make sure the Soviets aren’t meddling in things,” he continues. “It shouldn’t take long.”

You nod as he caresses the curves of your cheeks. “I just want you to be careful.” 

And come back alive, you think to yourself. Come back to me. 

He leans to press a kiss to the crown of your head. “I will. Promise.”

His lips meet yours in a tender kiss, one that makes you smile and clears the mist from your eyes. 

“Now, help me finish cleaning this thing before Sims gets here. He needs to see this baby in all her glory.”

You laugh, feeling your heart lighten as Russ turns up the radio. He bobs his head to The Beach Boys song flowing through the speakers and you promise yourself to commit this moment to memory. The glint of his shades in the sunlight, the shimmer of golden hair as he pushes it off his forehead, the movement of his arms and back as he leans over the hood of his car. The image is imprinted in your mind’s eye for years to come.

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1982

Adler has changed, though your memories of him have not. He’s still stubborn as a mule with an envy-inducing sense of style and a love for muscle cars. He’s older now, quieter and less open, scarred both physically and mentally after his time in Vietnam. His most recent escapade involved a former Soviet agent who he refuses to talk about so you don’t push the topic. You’re just happy he’s come back to you.

“You gonna keep staring or help me clean this thing?” Russ says with a slight smile. His shades reflect the sun the same way they did all those years ago and you hurry to his side, upping the radio’s volume on the way.

Russ likes to talk about cars and so you let him, enjoying the sound of his voice as he guides you through the inner workings of the machinery before you. He's gentle and careful with his movements, and you notice the serenity in his features. It was one of the few times he was able to relax, a brief moment where he didn't carry the world on his shoulders. You know he's not perfect, far from it, but he deserves this temporary peace and you're thankful that you're present to enjoy it with him.

“Do you know that I love you?” you ask suddenly. The comment makes Russ pause in his work, gaze lifting to yours as he straightens.

"That so?"

You giggle. "You're supposed to say it back, you know," you tease, fully aware of his tendency to play coy with this sort of thing.

He brushes stray strands of hair from your face, the pads of his fingers delicately tracing your features. He was hesitant to touch you these days, fearing you'd be disgusted by his calloused hands, but you made it a point to remind him that such things were a sign that he had survived and kept his promise to you, even if it had taken longer than either of you had anticipated.

"I love you, too," he murmurs, his voice a low whisper, as if he were afraid to release the phrase into the world where it could be taken from him.

You grin and lean to press a kiss to his scarred cheek, hearing his contented sigh as his arms settle around your waist. You promise to commit this moment to memory, just as you had countless times before, adding it to the complicated collection of images and sensations that made up Russell Adler.

[theidiotwhowritesthings]

hey JJ, please don't overwork yourself to post your fics!! Take your time because we will all be right behind you <3

that being said I am ADDICTED to your Din fics. And the way you write Dark!Din? TO DIE FOR!!!!

Your writing brings me and so many others so much comfort :)

I hope you're doing okay, and that you get plenty of rest.

anon who's going to end up sending you too many asks (I'm sorry in advance)

Thank you so much for saying that! I haven't burned myself out yet (really writing is the thing that keeps me from burning out when work gets way too stressful which is unfortunately often lol) but all of y'all are so so so sweet that I never feel pressured to get things out. I pressure myself all the time b/c of who I am as a person, but deep down I know if something were to happen and I did need to take a momentary break y'all would be so supportive and that makes me feel so loved and happy🥰🥰🥰

HOO BOY. Dark!Din has been WAY too much fun to write. Like, I am always a slut for for domestic!Din, but I think 'Ni Ceta, Cyar'ika' has awakened something in me lolol. And this second part that I'm writing?? I am FERAL. Spoiler alert, I think I'm gonna make two endings to that (b/c I could not decide what to do with it). One end will be 'happily ever after' and the other will be 'mad descent into hell' so that way everyone gets what they want!

And thanks again! I don't get a lot of rest but that's okay b/c I have trained my body over the years to survive off copious amounts of caffeine and 4 hours of sleep. 😌✌🏼

P.S. NEVER EVER APOLOGIZE SEND ME ALL THE THINGS I AM A WHORE FOR MESSAGES AND ATTENTION K THX I LOVE YOU

[waltwhitmansbeard]

I haven't yet reblogged the epilogue BCS I NEED TIME TO PUT TOGETHER MY WALL OF TAGS OKAY??? but I told you I would be getting all vulnerable in your ask box and I would never lie to you!!

Walt, you truly have made something so special. Mfl has resonated with me in a way no other writing has, your creativity, thought process and way with words is just something so unique and incredible and will stay with me forever. Mfl was the first piece of content on here I have ever really interacted with, before that I was too nervous to do anything but the occasional ask and 1 to 2 tags, without this series, your encouragement and kindness, I wouldn't have come out of my shell as much, and wouldn't have started talking to and met so many amazing people (looking at u raven and lis), including, and especially you. and now look!!! I HAVE NEVER REACHED THE TAG LIMIT FOR ANYONE ELSE BEFORE BBY!!!

From the bottom of my heart I genuinely thank you for gifting us with this truly beautiful, beautiful thing. not just your writing, but the space, and for your wonderful self, I cannot imagine being in this community without you, and I thank you for everything. there not enough words, and I myself am not eloquent enough to explain how much this past *checks watch* hoo boy over half a year has meant to me. so again, I thank you and ily.

(this doesn't mean im done btw. I will continue to be a menace in your ask box until this wretched site shuts down. I will not rest until we have a mfl timeline for the next 30 yrs)

this has me in absolute shambles omg. i want you to know that i read it while on a video call with my new boss and i gave the performance of a LIFETIME keeping my face straight!!! i want my oscar!!!!

this means...just everything to me. i can remember the handful of fics i've read in my life that made me feel the way you described, and it is absolutely fucking insane to me that i made something that occupies that feeling for someone else. i put so much of myself into mfl and the fact that y'all stuck around for all of it is...wow. thank you thank you thank you.

and like fr i cannot imagine my askbox without you in it!!!!!! i am so honored that it was mfl that brought you into the mix bc you're a staple of this community now as far as i'm concerned. you're not allowed to go anywhere. you are our prisoner. this is a kidnapping.

i'm gonna be freaking out about this for like ever ok thx bye

[pinkandgreenarepurpleandyellow]

Not to plug my own works or anything, but I'm back and worse than ever! I tried some new stuff with this one, favoring a more dialogue-heavy format than usual. I've also been working on updating and rewriting some of my older stuff (esp Too Big to be Small Again) bc hoo-boy, did I not remember what the concept of 'direction in writing' was back then. Lmk what y'all think of this one! (spoiler warning: The only bad things that happen are Alex deciding to try the "have you ever been arrested?" line on a fellow inmate and the death of my shame and dignity overall because I am so damn proud of this).

[helpimstuckinafandom]

Do you mind if I ask your top 10 favorite characters (can be male or female) from all of the media that you loved (can be anime, books, movies or tv series)? And why do you love them?Thanks....

Sure thing! Narrowing it down will be tough though, so buckle up lmao

**Spoiler warning for Persona 5, Your Turn To Die, Percy Jackson (and related series), My Hero Academia, and Danganronpa 2**

Here are my top ten (in no particular order, with explanation):

1. Sakamoto Ryuji (Persona 5)

I can still remember my slow dissent into absolutely loving Ryuji. I related to him a lot personally and I really admire how he takes care of his friends throughout the game. Even if he's loud, he really cares about everyone to the point that it riles(?) him up (relatable content lmao) and I just generally really appreciate him within the game and the arc he goes through with his injury. He's also one of the characters within the Phantom Thieves that is totally one-on-one friends with all of them? You have the obvious, with Ann, Morgana (even if he and Morgana fight), and Yusuke, but he checks up on Makoto a decent amount throughout the game and the spinoffs - he admires her, in a way, and I can't really explain it without a powerpoint lmao. He's one of the few that got along with Futaba pretty immediately, him and Ann doing really good at talking with her, and even with Haru he cared about her and was pretty immediate wanting to take down Okumura with the awful situation she's in (though all the Phantom Thieves pretty much were). Anyway, he's just pretty awesome, and my only problem is Atlus' bitchass need to have the best friend character want to perv on women and the need for "comic relief", and that shit comes up mostly random and honestly contradictory to his character, but that deserves its own post. Also also, the gender envy this man gives - I don't wanna be a guy, I just wanna have Ryuji vibes.

2. Egokoro Nao (Your Turn To Die)

Almost every character in YTTD is absolutely amazing and so truly believable that it honestly takes my breath away, but Nao just did so much and overcame so much. The way she tricked that evil AI? Fucking flawless - I am floored to this day. She appeared weak, but she was actually one of the strongest there, overcoming shit and taking burdens when she knew Sara had shouldered too much (like pushing doll Reko so Sara wouldn't have to). I was so upset when she had the sacrfice card, like that was so goddamn rude. Her connection with Reko was really sweet, her flashbacks with Mishima made me tear up, and her newfound closeness with Alice (if he lives instead of Reko) is just amazing. She was one of the best of us and I'm still mad she's gone. There was no saving her, and honestly I wanna cry.

3. Tazuna Joe (Your Turn To Die)

Joe!!!! My beautiful boy! You also couldn't save him, but in that one chapter he's here he was DOING it. He is the definition of a best friend and he would literally go to hell and back for Sara. I loved the element of him not trusting the group because of the chance of a traitor, but then coming around and holding his head high for his own death. Like I literally have nothing to say except that he's amazing and deserves the world over and over again like-

4. Nico di Angelo (Percy Jackson Series)

Okat I literally can't get into why I love him because I will fucking spiral and none of y'all would ever see me again because I would be forever writing this post to explain how awesome he is. Nico di Angelo is iconic - he is a legend, and he is the moment. Kinda off topic, but I had known he was attracted to Percy since the first series, and I only had one friend who had read the series too and when I told her that she was flabbergasted. Like you could not convince me it wasn't straightup written in words - I fully believed that the first series mentionned that he had a crush on Percy, and when I reread it to read HOO, they never say it????? And then in HOO, Annabeth starts talking about how Nico had been crushing on her and I was so lost (but that was just Annabeth misunderstanding). Anyway, always thought that was funny, but seriously, he deserves the world. He is the strongest and most caring demigod in that series, and I will throw hands if needed. I want only good things for him, cause y'all only know the bullshit life put him through. And yet after everything, he still wants to do the right thing and will save everyone's asses again and again.

5. Piper McLean (Percy Jackson Series)

Now SHE is the MOMENT. The Lost Trio is my absolute favorite grouping of characters cause their friendship is so real, but Piper is just amazing. Her development from trying so deliberately not be girly into using emotion (which girls are always called to emotional) as a strangth and playing around more with setreotypical girly things while being no less of a badass? Give this girl a metal. I hear any hate for her and I start seeing red - she isn't just the not-like-other-girls trope, she grew from that - that was part of her development and y'all completely missed it. Y'all judge her for that as if you didn't also have a phase where you thought you were cooler than girly shit. I know y'all said you were one of the boys, or aren't into One Direction or something and thought that made you cooler. She is so incredibly strong and you could see the changes in her self-confidence in each and every book - and she was pretty much the only one of the seven that was deadass friends with everyone on the ArgoII (save for Nico, which is a crime that basically all characters commit). Ugh, she's just amazing!

6. Jason Grace (Percy Jackson Series)

Now this is the one I see people deadass sleeping on. The amount of bullshit I see about Jason is insane, and almost every post I've seen hating on him contradicts itself or other posts as to why he sucks. His arc is pretty damn clear to me when it comes to his whole thing about choosing which camp to belong to. I really appareciated that it wasn't just a clear switch into being Greek - he chooses Greek in HoH, but in the last book his loyalties are still in question, because it's not that clear cut, and he finally chooses both - he will go between both camps. And honestly, the seperation of Greek and Roman was part of the problem as a whole, making the two camps enemies instead of comrades, and Jason's a big part in helping that rift, becuase it's a rift he feels inside himself too. Being part of the Lost Trio (aka team low self-esteem) he has problems with making decisions and actually seeing himself as being a good fighter, especially compared to other people. He never gives himself enough credit for the achievements he has, and struggles with not wanting to be a leader but also needing to be since it's all he's ever been told to be. He cares about other people and (despite what some say) is pretty emitionally aware of others. He knows immediately that something is wrong when Leo comes back from Calypso's island, he knows that Reyna kind of has feelings for him (even if he doesn't do anything about it, but I'm sorry, if I have a hunch that someone is into me, I'm not saying shit unless they say something, and I think it's bullshit that y'all say he's stringing her along when he literally never shows reciprocation, and even then he feels bad and aknowledges that he should have done something), and then there's Nico. He is one of the only people that actually make an effort (if I see another post about how Frank should've been the friend to reach out I'll foam at the mouth - he only made a half-assed effort because Nico was Hazel's brother, try me) and he pretty quickly understands that Nico is attracted to Percy, and he handles it the best way you can. He keeps it to himself while still making sure Nico knows that he supports him 100%. My favorite thing though? He gives bear hugs. Jason is a really friendly guy and he hugs his friends excitedly without a second thought (except no actually, because he respects boundaries and stopped himself until Nico gave him the go ahead) and I love that so fucking much. Also, just like everyone in the Lost Trio, he is bisexual - I don't make the rules.

7. Bakugou Katsuki (My Hero Academia)

Another character that I straightup can't explain because a) I'll be here forever and ever, but also b) I am nowhere near good enough with words to explain some of the nuisances. That sounds pretentious but baBY there is complexity here. Just know that he is a character that fundamentally changed me, and he deserves a longer explination then this.

8. Kirishima Eijirou (My Hero Academia)

Kirishima can be hard to explain for me because I heavily relate to him (like kinning shit in the modern sense of the word). He cares so much, his definition for what is manly is absolutely correct no one is doing it like he is, and his insecurities make sense. Even though he comes on strong and seems unwavering, inside he doubts himself constantly and doesn't think he does enough when he really does so much (uh oh, I'm seeing myself in this fictional character). One thing that is key that I have to mention is his dynamic with Bakugou and the way he thinks Bakugou is cool even though (on paper) Bakugou seems like the type of asshole he wouldn't like. I just really appreciate that and what it says about Bakugou as much as what it says about Kirishima. Tangent, but one day I was thinking about how I would totally definitely dislike Bakugou irl, but then remembered that there was once a person (let's call them Olive) in my class, and Olive didn't give a shit about getting along with everyone, only doing what they needed to do. They had amazing grades and were all-around talented, and the rest of the class thought they were rude/an asshole. Me though? I looked at them and admired them, deciding that I was going to be their friend. So I talked to Olive, and just kept doing it and eventually they were one of my best friends, and they admired me in return...... I deadass went through the Kirishima/Bakugou friendship arc. Like I don't know what to do with that.

9. Tanaka Gundham (Danganronpa Series)

He deserves a standing ovation. The way he sees himself as evil/cursed when he was saving all our asses? I can't. He had one of the best trials/motives of the entire series, let alone game. Him and Nekomaru did what needed to be done, because he was absolutely right - even if it's a nice sentiment to not kill each other no matter what, what's the point if we all die? There was mutual agreement within the fight and eventual murder, and Gundham still tried in the trial because you don't give up on life. No matter the outcome of that trial, he could be content knowing he fought for life (be that his own or the lives of everyone else) and honeslty that's just so cool of him. He was such a fun character to have, and that fourth trial just cemented everything.

10. Kuzuryu Fuyuhiko (Danganronpa Series)

The character development baBY. Entering the second game I was so scared he was going to be Byakuya 2: Electric-Boogaloo (yes I hated Byakuya with a burning passion - even if I mellowed by the very very end of the game, I will forever be mad about him stringing up Chihiro like a bitchass). When trial two hit I was straight sobbing - and the execution? I was pleading that he hadn't died too. And after that he did his very best to help everyone. He became one of the most helpful people of our group and was a really good friend. After him catching Hajime and Mikan, I had a running joke of calling him Abstinence Police during my playthrough, cause he really does object to sexual shit other characters say and it's a great bit. What really stuck with me was Peko knowing that Fuyuhiko would probably not be able to forsake everyone else, because his tough-guy act really was just that - an act. Tying in with my Abstinence Police thing, he literally threatened to sell someone to a whore house (which, even though I'm laughing, is fucked up) but he would literally never do that - he's out here saying that you're in high school! You can't have sex! after that threat, like babe. All this to say, I appreciated him and that similar need he had to come across as tough that Mondo had in the first game.

Honourable mentions:

Takamaki Ann (P5), Akechi Goro (P5), Yabusame Reko (YTTD), Shinogi Keiji (YTTD), Mioda Ibuki (DR), Chabashira Tenko (DR), Souda Kazuichi (DR)

Thanks for the ask! This was a lot of fun (even though I'm pretty shitty at explaining, and even picking honourable mentions was tough cause there are still characters I wanna add lmaoo)

[jasperygrace]

June 2022 Mid Monthly Report

Hello hello, everyone! Apologies for the late report this month-- had a lot I needed to take care of this week, but I am once again back this month with another Mid Monthly Report.

As always, if you're interested in my work, consider checking out the Masterlist or my Artstation for more.

Without further ado, let's begin!

Project Progress

Project : Identity

Change of pace, so we're gonna start with Pro:Iden progress this time around.

So! I have completed the common route for Project : Identity, and I just have to say... I may have to change the project name for this. So the story has changed a lot, which I expected with a project with as short of a development time as this was. I just uh, did not expect it change as much as it did. The story really does not deal with the concept of identity anymore, rather it deals with the concept of survival. In the month I've been working on it, it's gone from a crime drama to a rapture tale. Which I'm all for, but writing for the two routes is going to be a little bit more difficult than planned.

As for other things regarding the project, I have begun character designs. I said originally that I hoped to have them done for around the 19th, I'm going to shoot for 22st to have the girls' refs done.

Project : Desert

As of writing this, I am halfway through Act 2, and hooo boy, Act 2 has been a doozy so far. A lot of rewrites I had to do, and then the story took a turn in a direction I wasn't expecting it to. I don't write by the seat of my pants normally, but this is one of those times (I guess that's just the common theme for this month). Given that I am halfway through Act 2, I should be able to complete the act by July. Even with the delay I had earlier this year, I should be able to finish Draft 1 before the year's end (perhaps by October-ish). Which exciting, but also terrifying.

Speaking of exciting things, in a little under two weeks with be Project : Desert's 2nd Year Anniversary (wo-hoo!!!). It's crazy to think how long I've been working on this project, and even crazier to think this started out as a short story in a fanzine of all things. Y'all here this so often from me, but I just want to say thank you for your support. It really does mean the world to me that you've stuck with me and my crazed ramblings this long. I hope you'll look forward to the anniversary because I have a very special piece I made just for the occasion :^)

Goals

Here are my goals from last month:

Write three/four chapters by June 15th [done]

Storyboard chapters 6 & 8 by June 15th [done]

Finish Art Nouveau prints by September 30th (or sooner) [in progress]

Begin development for Project : Identity and post first devlog by May 22nd. [done]

Update the Masterlist by May 31st [I FORGOT D:]

Begin work on Project : Desert anniversary [done]

June Goals:

Write three/four chapters by July 15th

Storyboard chapters 9 & Reese by July 15th

Work on Art Nouveau prints

Finish Project : Identity refs by June 22nd

Complete Wildfire route by July 1st

Update the damn masterlist by July

That sums up my report for this month! Thank you for reading, and I hope you'll support me in my future endeavors.

[the-music-keeper]

The first to-do list of 2023!

Okay, so before I give the list, I need to let y'all know that these lists are going to be a lot longer than before. Originally I'd been grouping things together. For example, if I had multiple readings for a class, I'd group them into one to-list item, and I did the same with big projects.

What I've found is that it's a lot easier for me to feel productive if I can gradually cross individual steps off a list rather than crossing off giant groupings all together. So I'm going to start listing each reading separately and splitting big projects into smaller, more manageable steps. I think that's going to trick my brain a little bit by giving me more of the little dopamine rushes I get when I cross something off the list and help cut down on how often I feel overwhelmed.

Anyway, now that that's out of the way, here's the list:

Schumann Seminar

1. Hallmark reading. (A productive start to MLK Day!)

2. Malin reading. (Took two readings, but I think the info finally sank in.)

3. Snarrenberg reading. (Very theoretical.)

4. Print a couple Schumann scores from IMSLP. (Yeah, I had to write in measure numbers.)

5. Weaver introduction. (Yup, I'm definitely leaning toward a two-reading plan for the rest of the semester.)

6. Weaver chapter 1. (Another helpful reread.)

7. Weaver chapter 2. (Hoo boy, that was a big one.)

8. Weaver chapter 3. (Just a portion of the chapter, though -- not the whole thing.)

Baroque History

9. Hill reading. (Catching up from last week since I didn't have the book.)

10. Strunk reading. (See above.)

11. Second Hill reading. (Done!)

12. Second Strunk reading. (Also done!)

13. Score study. (I'm starting to think I should learn Italian.)

14. Some listening. (Found the Naxos playlist!)

Research Assistantship

15. The chapter from my advisor's book. (Yeah, this didn't need to be here.)

16. Email the person that originally asked my advisor for help with the IMSLP audit. (To let her know it's done!)

Piano Practice

17. Choral rep. (Feeling good!)

Adulting

18. Send my email updates to my undergrad professors. (Done during a very slow day at work.)

19. Send in work availability. (Glad I checked my work email this morning!)

20. Laundry. (And of course I'll have to do it again over the weekend.)

21. Clean my bathroom. (I am now the proud owner of a squeaky clean bathroom.)

I've got my work cut out for me! I'm considering going to the library this evening because it's really nice and warm in my room and I'm worried I'm going to fall asleep.

[self-indulgent-tword-fics]

Hella late Tickles of Color entry

Hoo boy. Y'all it's been a really, really awful 8 months or so. I had to take an impromtu hiatus for a variety of reasons, but I'm okay and in a much better place now.

I'm so, so sorry for how late this is @fanficsandfluff @ticklesofcolor especially after the absolutely lovely fic you wrote me for this event. I owe you big time, so if you like this I already started working on part two of this fic. I hope you like it and again, I can't express how sorry am for the delay.

Fandom: Star Wars/The Mandalorian

Pairing: Luke/Din (Grogu makes an appearance)

Word count: 2.7k (I know it's a little long, but I needed to establish a bit of a relationship between them for me to write about them)

Din was shocked when a few months after being separated from Grogu, he received a comm on his new ship from none other than Luke Skywalker himself. He now knew the Jedi’s name, after Cara told him about the apparently legendary man. The stories she and others told him sounded too fantastical to be true but after seeing the things Grogu could do with his powers then Luke’s feats when he rescued them all, Din was inclined to believe them.

“How did you find this comm channel?” he asked Luke.

Luke just smiled and said, “I have my ways.”

Luke explained that though Grogu was coming along well with his training, the child missed Din so much it was holding him back. Luke didn’t have the same negative feelings about attachments that the Jedi of the past did, and felt Din’s presence in Grogu’s life would be beneficial to his training, not a hinderance. When Luke asked Din to come visit them, Din jumped at the opportunity. He missed his little green foundling more than he could possibly put into words, and with winning the Darksaber and the pressure from some of his people to claim the title of Mand’alor, Din was happy to drop everything and fly to the coordinates Luke sent him.

When Grogu saw Din, he ran as fast as his little legs would take him into Din’s arms that were waiting to embrace him, giggling in excitement. When Grogu asked silently for him to take off his helmet, there were tears of joy streaming down Din’s face. Luke watched from the corner of the room with a fond smile on his face. Because Grogu and Luke could communicate through the Force, Grogu told Luke stories of his adventures with Din. Luke almost felt like he knew the Mandalorian.

Weeks went by. Grogu and Din would spend time together just the two of them, and when it was time for him to train with Luke, Din would sit to the side and observe, assisting in training when it was appropriate. Grogu really had learned a lot. One day Luke had Grogu levitate Din and the overeager child quickly threw Din about ten feet in the air before he fell to the floor with a loud clang. It was an accident of course, the child would never intentionally hurt Din. Luke gasped and he and Grogu both ran over to Din who was holding his stomach.

“Din, I’m so sorry!” Luke said looking him over for any obvious injuries. “I thought he’d be able to do it. I mean...he’s lifted a full-grown mudhorn before. I...”

Luke stopped when he heard Din’s wheezing laughter coming from his helmet. Luke sighed in relief before Din inhaled and hysterical laughter came pouring out of his mouth. Din couldn’t remember the last time he’d laughed so hard, and Luke couldn’t recall ever falling in love with someone’s laugh like he did when he heard Din’s for the first time. Luke, Din, and Grogu had to pause training for about five minutes, all of them incapacitated with laughter. The only thing that would have made the moment perfect was if Luke could have seen Din’s face as he laughed, but he knew the Mandalorian had worn his helmet for most of his life now. Even if he didn’t wear it all the time anymore, the habit and comfort of it caused him to keep it on most of the time, usually only removing it when Grogu asked.

In the evenings after Grogu went to sleep, Din and Luke would spend time together getting to know each other, sharing stories of their pasts, and training Din to fight with the Darksaber. Luke never looked into Din’s mind with his powers, feeling like that was an invasion of the man’s privacy, but he could sense Din’s emotions whether he tried to or not. And he could sense some new feelings radiating from Din as time went by that made Luke feel warm all over. Even without Jedi powers, Din felt them coming from Luke too.

One evening after rocking Grogu to sleep, Din went to Luke as he was reading some ancient Jedi texts. He sat down on the couch next to him and Luke looked up to realize Din had removed all of his armor, helmet included, wearing only the black shirt and pants he wore beneath his armor. Luke tried to hide his shock but failed. He’d seen Din without his helmet a handful of times but had never seen him like this.

Luke gulped and tried to keep himself from blushing as he looked at him, setting the texts he was reading aside. “You uh...removed your armor.” He said, stating the obvious. Very smooth Luke.

Din looked down at his clothes. “Yeah. I uh...I guess I just wanted to give it a try.”

But Luke could feel that it was more than that. That Din wanted Luke to see him: physically and more.

“You should do it more often. Going without your armor I mean,” Luke said nervously. “You look...nice.”

Din smiled bashfully as he felt the fabric on his thigh with his fingers. “It’s fine, I guess. Definitely not as fashionable as...whatever this is,” Din said jokingly before reaching over and grabbing Luke’s robe, dangerously close to Luke’s side. Out of instinct, Luke recoiled.

Din saw Luke shift away from his hand and immediately felt guilty. Maybe sudden movements scared him or something. “I’m sorry Luke, I didn’t mean to startle you,” he said as he pulled his hand away.

Luke could sense that Din felt bad. “Oh no, Din it’s fine. You didn’t do anything wrong, and you didn’t startle me exactly. I just thought...” A strange grin came over Luke’s face, that Din couldn’t quite read. “I uh...thought you were going to tickle me, is all.”

Din smiled and Luke could sense the anxiety of the moment leaving the Mandalorian’s body. “Oh, I see. No, I wasn’t going to do that.”

Luke couldn’t deny how surprised he was that Din didn’t initiate an attack right then and there. Growing up on Tatooine, Luke was often a favorite target of his friends. He’d even been tickled to tears a few times during his time fighting for the rebellion. Despite his protests, Luke didn’t actually hate it. In fact, he kind of liked it though he’d never admit it. It always made him happy and feel loved. He wondered if it made Din feel the same. This was a prime opportunity with Din out of his armor and without his helmet. And he’d been wondering what Din looked like when he laughed since the day Grogu made him during training.

“Are you ticklish Din?” Luke asked.

Din rubbed the back of his neck. “I uh...don’t know to be honest. No one has tickled me since I was a child.”

Luke could sense Din’s intrigue. “Do you want to find out?” he asked him gently.

Din chuckled timidly. He couldn’t deny his curiosity. He couldn’t remember what the sensation felt like, it had been so long. He also couldn’t deny how the idea of the handsome Jedi’s touch, however innocent, kind of excited him.

Din looked up at Luke and felt butterflies in his stomach as he looked at his soft smile. Luke already knew Din’s answer before he spoke. “Ok,” Din finally said in a softspoken voice.

Luke’s smiled. “If you need me to stop or slow down just tell me.” He didn’t want to torture Din after all, and it wouldn’t be as fun if Din wasn’t having fun too. Din nodded his head.

Luke was just staring at Din at first and Din wondered if Luke had decided he wasn’t going to do this. It seemed the butterflies that had been in Din’s stomach were fluttering even more than before, and it increased in intensity until Din realized what he was feeling in his stomach wasn’t anticipation or the nervousness of being around the Jedi he’d unknowingly started developing feelings for. He doubled over and wrapped his arms around his stomach.

Luke’s smile widened as he used the Force to continue intensifying the tickling gradually. “You doing okay there Din?” Din nodded his head and had his lips pressed together, trying to hold in the giggles that were threatening to spill from his mouth. Luke laughed. “You know, the point is to laugh when someone tickles you. That’s what’s fun about it.”

Din did in fact know that but after years of being a stoic bounty hunter, he’d gotten used to holding in his laughter for appearances, and old habits died hard with him. Luke knew Din was doing alright so he decided to up the ante. He started wiggling his fingers up and down one side of Din ribs gently. Din sputtered a laugh before pressing his lips together again.

Luke couldn’t contain his own laughter. He’s stubborn this one. “Come on Din, you know you want to laugh.” Luke could see the teasing was getting to him. “Just let it out. Here, I’ll help you.”

With that Luke dug his fingers into Din’s sensitive ribs and Din couldn’t contain himself anymore. He exploded into laughter and raised his hands to cover his face. Luke moved in front of Din so he could get both sides and Din moved his hands to Luke’s elbows, burying his face into Luke’s shoulder to hide his face and muffle his laughter. Din was wiggling around to instinctively avoid Luke’s fingers, but never protested or pushed him away.

Luke was addicted to the sound of Din’s laugh already. It was low and musical and though he loved the sound of it, he wanted to see Din’s face. Maybe if he tried another spot, he’d get the chance.

Luke moved his fingers to Din’s stomach and Din fell back against the couch and started rolling around, shaking his head, and Luke could finally gaze on Din’s face. He looked beautiful and much younger laughing like this, even with the lines around his deep brown eyes as they squinted shut. Though it tickled, it wasn’t as intense as his ribs had been and his laugh switched to more of a high-pitched giggle. It embarrassed him to hear it.

“This is silly,” Din said in between giggles before squealing when Luke found a particularly bad spot near one of his hips.

“It’s supposed to be,” Luke said chuckling. He tickled his hips for some time before reaching up to scribble his fingers under Din’s arms. This earned Luke the biggest reaction so far. Din was weak with laughter and felt himself sliding down to the floor, unable to stop himself. Despite how badly it tickled, Din continued to just laugh and wiggle around. Din thought to himself that this was actually pretty fun. He didn’t get the chance to let loose and have fun like this...well ever really.

Luke moved his hands to the Mandalorian’s neck and Din snickered. As much fun as Din was having, he was glad Luke had found a spot that wasn’t so devastating so he could catch his breath a bit. Luke smiled at him adoringly before saying, “So I think the answer to the question, ‘Is Din Djarin ticklish?’ is a resounding yes.”

Din could feel his cheeks start to burn. “Why do you have to do that?” he said still laughing, covering his face to hide his blushing.

Luke laughed. “You did give me permission, remember?” Luke started tickling the parts of Din’s cheeks that weren’t covered by his hands.

Din shook his head a little, both as a response and to get away from Luke’s devious fingers. “Not the tickling,” he said as Luke started tickling under his chin. “The teasing.”

“That’s part of the experience my friend. Makes it tickle a lot more, doesn’t it?” All Din could do was nod his head. Luke straddled Din’s thighs, about to go for his underarms again but then realized how out of breath Din was and decided to check in on him.

“You okay big guy?” Luke said. Luke was pretty sure if Din was in distress at any point, he’d have known but he still wanted to make sure.

Din was panting, stray giggles coming from the wide smile still on his face. “Is that all the legendary Luke Skywalker’s got?” he said.

Luke gave him a mischievous grin that made Din second-guess antagonizing him like that. “I was actually going easy on you, but seeing as you seem to want a challenge...” Din started giggling in anticipation. “I was gonna try your underarms again since that seemed to get a good reaction out of you...but maybe I can find an even better spot.” Luke looked down at Din’s thighs and scooted back onto his shins. He started tracing his fingers up and down Din’s thighs and knees. “What about here?” Din started giggling and rolling around on the floor again. When Luke gave both of his thighs a gently squeeze, Din snorted. Luke’s face lit up like he’d just been given a gift from the Force itself as Din’s eyes grew wide.

“Oh, I have a feeling this is the spot I was looking for,” Luke said before digging into the meat of Din’s thighs. Din snorted again before alternating between cackling and screaming. “Yup, this is definitely the spot I was looking for,” Luke said before laughing almost as hard as Din was. This laugh was very different from the others Luke had pulled out of him. Nowhere near as musical, but he adored the sound of it and the mixed look of enjoyment and panic on Din’s face. Din was able to resist fighting back before, but now he couldn’t help himself from trying to push Luke’s hands away even though he was still having fun. Luke’s nimble fingers pinched up and down his thighs and when he found a spot on Din’s right upper thigh that was particularly ticklish, Luke used both of his hands to dig into it. This broke Din completely. He let out another snort and screamed, before falling into silent laughter, tears beginning to fill his eyes, too exhausted to fight back anymore.

It was a strange feeling for Din to just succumb to something. His mind was blank, all that existed in his universe at this moment was the maddening sensations on his thigh and the man who was doing it to him. Just when Din was about to start begging Luke for mercy, Luke stopped and got off of him.

Luke sat on the floor beside him as Din continued to laugh, his body still twitching from the phantom tickles that were lingering. Luke took a moment to admire his work: the feared bounty hunter known all over the galaxy, the possible future ruler of Mandalore laying on his floor, a giggly mess. It was a beautiful sight to behold. Luke laughed and patted Din on the shoulder. “I gotta admit,” Luke started saying. “You held out a lot longer than I would have. Maybe Mandalorians are as tough as the stories say.”

Din laughed and wiped away the perspiration that had accumulated on his forehead during the ordeal with his sleeve. Then his eyes grew wide when Luke’s words registered in his brain, and he remembered what started this whole thing in the first place.

“So...you’re more ticklish than I am?”

Luke laughed, somehow oblivious to the idea rolling around Din’s brain. But that was typical for him in these situations. “Oh yeah. Much worse. I remember this one time back on Tatooine I...” Luke was unable to finish his sentence before Din had tackled him to the ground. Luke could have fought back and for a brief moment, he thought about it before resigning himself to the playful torture that awaited him. Not that he minded.

Din pinned him down and Luke was now the one with butterflies in his stomach. “Did you know the Jedi and Mandalorians were once enemies? I think between that and what you just did to me, I’ve earned the right to seek a little revenge.”

[leviathans-normie]

SINCE YOU THINK IT WAS FUN MAKE ME CRY. I was thinking in something bc I want to fight Lucifer. So, if you want ofc, can you do headcanons of The Brothers, Simeon and Diavolo (Or just The Brothers if it's too much) about this? Like, MC is a writer struggling with writers block and then they starts to write again but IS A ABOUT DIAVOLO x LUCIFER. (And yes, I'm MC) Thank u very much! Have a nice Day! ♥

AHHH SORRY IT'S TAKEN SO LONG. Also if you ever need someone to fight Lucifer, I'm always down to do that 👀

Anyway, have a break from the angst, y'all! You'll need it...

WRITER! MC WHO WRITES DIALUCI FANFIC WHEN HAVING WRITER'S BLOCK

LUCIFER

→He always admired his significant other's work.

→But right now, he just wanted to drench himself in holy water and slowly feel his skin melt.

→They had randomly found their notebook open and then, boom, his eyes fell upon that atrocity.

→When they returned, he was very offended and confused, to say the list.

→He had a million questions in his mind, but the first one was, "You know we're dating, right?"

→MC knew this wouldn't be good for them.

→A lecture would ensue for sure.

→However, they just walked up to him calmly, grabbed the notebook and ran screaming, "DIALUCI FOREVER BITCH."

→Disappointed in more than one ways, Lucifer made note of never mentioning this to his brothers.

MAMMON

→He knew MC's writings could have something publish-worthy in it.

→And that would make him mad money.

→Instead, what he saw was entire pages filled with Lucifer being in a relationship with Diavolo.

→He knew he'd find gold, but damn.

→He could sell it to R.A.D. students in secret, which would increase its value.

→It was priceless.

→He was snapped out of his thoughts when MC bonked him on the head.

→"Mammon, no-"

→"MAMMON, YES"

→Legend has it, Mammon is still hanging from the chandelier.

LEVIATHAN

→He knew his lover wrote in their free time.

→He'd asked them so many times to write fanfiction for him, so it was common practice for him to flip through their notebook.

→Yet, what he found this time, shocked him.

→For five seconds, at least.

→After that was over, he took pictures and uploaded them on Devilgram with the caption: "ROTFL MC's dead after this 💀💀💀"

→Of course he got scolded.

→Like, Levi you snitch.

SATAN

→Homeboy loved the fact his lover wrote.

→He always loved books and reading, so having his partner write was a dream come true.

→Just like Levi, he found out while flipping through their notebook.

→Bold of you to assume Satan wasn't pleased.

→In fact, he made his own additions and even started discussing it seriously with MC!

→If it was gonna piss off Lucifer, he'd go all the way.

→He was this close to publishing it, but MC talked him out of doing that.

ASMODEUS

→We all know this guy knows the most major tea in all of Devildom.

→Upon finding this, he deadass criticised MC about how "wrong it portrayed their relationship."

→Helped MC write the scenes better.

→"There aren't enough sex scenes."

→Lord have mercy on MC's soul.

→He asked for more of it with the excuse of "Lucifer and Diavolo aren't doing such stuff yet so I need something to replace that."

BEELZEBUB

→Was so clueless all the way through.

→If it weren't for a literal scene where they were named by name he wouldn't know what "Dialuci" was.

→But that's all pretty much.

→It is what it is.

→If it helps MC find their motivation, he doesn't care enough.

BELPHEGOR

→Bold of you to assume he didn't suggest it in the first place.

→He's too lazy to write something like that himself.

→But MC was the perfect partner in crime.

→He had them write it and then he tried to read it without sleeping; not because the writing was boring, but because he couldn't help it.

→Definitely encouraged them to publish it.

→But when he heard it was just to shake off the writer's block he was a bit disappointed.

→Like, damn, it could've been the next 50 shades but instead you playin'.

DIAVOLO

→Hoo, boy.

→Ond moment he was strolling at R.A.D., the next he was 3 pages deep into a fanfic about him and Lucifer.

→"MC when are you gonna continue it?"

→"What do you mean it was just practice?"

→Constantly begs them to continue it.

→No one knows why he likes it so much.

→But people's guess is that he enjoys reading Lucifer with its mere existence and the fact that he's read it.

SIMEON

→He found the notebook lying around randomly.

→Depending on the kind of fanfiction, he'd react differently.

→If the Dialuci was domestic and fluffy, he would be secretly feel fuzzy inside.

→If it was angst, he'd question everything he knew. He'd also be extremely concern about MC's mental health.

→Now, if it were smut... On the level of it, he'd pray God to have mercy on their soul. He'd be confused as to why they'd write this about people they know.

→At the end of the day, it's their life.

→If it helped them escape that "writer's block" then so be it.

[essieeeeeeeee]

I apologize for asking this, and feel free to tell me off if I'm not supposed to ask things like this, but do you think you'll be updating the Shobbs kidfic (sugar, spice and everything nice) in the near future? I just loved the first chapter you did and I'm anxious to see what great ideas you'll come up with next.

hi anon!

first off, no worries - your question doesn't bother me at all. demands for updates is one thing, but gentle questions regarding the status of writing is completely fine with me.

secondly: I profusely apologize, but I honestly haven't been writing ANYTHING since around mid-November due to Life Things. not to give excuses (but totally to give excuses), but I'm a doctor, and I started my first post-training job a few months ago, and hoo boy, but it's had me busy. time and energy to write have been severely lacking. and I do feel bad, because some people have asked about updates and sent me prompts and such and I just... really wish I could get to them. sorry. :(

thirdly, I do intend to get back to writing, because even though it's a pretty new hobby for me, I actually really do enjoy it. but I don't know what that's going to look like yet. hopefully soon. as for the kid fic - I had a whole outline planned for it, but looking back at it I'm not really happy with the plan I had, so I'm going to scrap it and think of another direction it could go. (your ask already has my brain running through a few ideas)

sorry for the long answer that pretty much boils down to a shrug emoji, but I just want y'all to know that I'm very sorry about the whole lack of writing thing lately, and I hope life gets into a rhythm soon where I can get back into it again.

[khaloymes-a]

🌸 🌹 💐 🌿

Send me a symbol and I will tell you…

🌸 = my roleplay pet peeve

HOO BOY. OKAY. One of my least favorite things has to be (not that this has happened to me), but like...people who pester people over replies or like pressure you into writing theirs even if you don't have brainpower at the moment. Like bro? Quality > quantity. I understand wanting a reply, but there are other people's replies you can be writing and reading? Why does it have to fall on ME? It reminds me of when I was in an rp group with strict activity rules. They acted like my replies were like the only thing keeping others active, as if there weren't others there in the group. It's safe to say I left and will never be affiliated with an rp group again.

🌹 = my opinion on your character

Mercy!!! Personally, I do not like playing her on OW, but her lore is SO GOOD. I appreciate people like you who take characters and write them well. Y'all always have the neatest headcanons and such. But yeah, my opinion on Mercy is positive and I can't wait to write more with her!

💐 = my favorite part about the fandom

OKAY SO!!! The oc fandom, I guess that's what I can call it? PEOPLE ARE SO NICE AAAAA. I made so many friends and I love them dearly. Also, their ocs are SUPER COOL. As for any other fandoms, I'm gonna call it the comic book/hero/villain fandom, the people I've found are super nice too!! They're accepting and loving of Johnnie and that's all I can ask for.

🌿 = my least favorite part about the fandom

Okay, so again, I haven't experienced this personally, but I've heard of it happening. FEMALE OCS DESERVE LOVE!!! I heard that female ocs often are held to a higher degree of like expectations than male ocs and that's garbage, mama. Like wtf. Female ocs can be banger, too! I support and love every female oc I write with, and others too! Of course, I feel guilty that I mostly write males, but I'm trying to change that.