#but it's getting to the point where its super bad. like i haven't swept in months kind of bad.

[fabulouslygaybean]

finally managed to force myself into bed at 5:30am. im gonna (try to) get off tumblr for the night i think

[autumnbrambleagain]

"I said what building is that?" Sasfsets repeated.

"I didn't ask you to repeat it!" Biviri called back, over the sound of running water and the echo of the watercloset. "I said I can't hear you!"

"I asked you what building that was!" Sasfsets shouted.

"No--I--I cannot hear you over the water!"

"I know that's why I'm shouting!"

The gurgle of the pipes and the naked splattering of water cut out, followed by the hazy yellow light of the watercloset. Uneasily, Biviri's shilloute drifted back into the shadows of the apartment, stumbling over furniture and pillows to join Sasfsets at the window, where the neon rainbow blur of the city's lights filtered in dimly on the hot Ocean air.

"What," Biviri said, pushing her cousin over to fit on the window-couch with her, a very expensive leather-lined thing and very very expensive for its modest size, "were you saying."

Sasfsets shifted over to make room. "What building is that."

"Which," Biviri said, crossing her arms on the windowsill like Sasfsets had them, "building."

"The. I." She swept a hand out into the air to gesture. It was one of the auroral ones--the flesh ones were supporting her head, lying lazily across and out into the open space of the city air. "That weird curved one? Where the side is all. Curvy. Are they still building it?"

"That's the Heyela-Xivilix building."

"Is it new?"

"It is new."

Sasfsets just nodded, long snout resting on her crossed arms. "I thought it was new. I didn't recognize it."

"It's new," Biviri repeated.

"Yeah."

"You haven't been home in a long while."

Sasfsets made a little noise in the back of her throat. "Well! I've been busy."

"Busy," Biviri said. She turned, little pink nose pushed right up against Sasfsets', matching snouts leading to mismatched eyes. No matter how hard Sasfsets tried she could never get her eyes to look as serious as Biviri had them. Stern, serious, business eyes. They were business eyes for sure. "We actually do need to speak about how you are keeping busy."

"Oh, you wanna hear the fun bits in person? Break out the Hazzrahd's and I'll tell you about this temple ruin I found--"

"No." Biviri broke eyes first and returned them to the city beyond them. "I love you, kitra. You know that?"

"Sure," Sasfsets said, despite knowing no conversation ever goes well that starts with that sentence.

"Do you? Because you only come back when you need something from us. You use us to fund your little traipsing about the Ocean, and come running home when you need more."

"I! I am helping out the family? From afar? Without. You know."

"No, kitra, I don't."

Sasfsets stood up, away from the window. "Oh you don't. Oh you're pretending you don't? Do you need me to say it? Miz Biviri, Subordinate Chief Payroll Officer and Project Funds Comptroller and Distributor. Hey how's Maezaihree doing lately? You know. Giriji? Youuuur sister?"

"If you're attempting to make a point--"

Stepping away from the window, her arms--all four of them--sweeping out, dramatically--Sasfsets said, "The one you stepped allllll over to get to the top. No hey that's super great though I mean career is what's really important--"

"I out-performed her."

"--do you remember when we were little and we got that new room and the window only could look out on the Void and Maezaihree was terrified of it and you held her like haha wow that was like a dozen cycles until she was okay with being in there. No. No tell me how she's doing. You all wanted to play--first to the top, king of the hill. Big ass. Wanna-be ca'avisi selaynarala like we didn't return them to the Ocean like bad mail. Been over this, I ain't doing it."

"And instead drinking and whoring your way across--"

"Hurting NO one that I grew up with, yes, that's right! Incredible wow I can see why you made it up so far gotta work super hard for our glorious Daplin overlords yeah? You're jealous you can come out with me my boat's got room we can just sneak out some funds and be gone--"

"Just stop."

"--and stopping now. That's cool, that's neat. No Void at my back."

Politely, as one does for family, Sasfsets waited for Biviri to say something. She didn't. That was fine. Sasfsets spun on a paw and started to stroll through the room slowly. A lot of this room had changed, too. Of course, she was never home. She only got to see the sudden updates all at once, to Biviri it all changed so slowly. It was why she was stuck, probably. Caught up in minutes and schedules. New clock, in fact. New bag. New--painting? Voidstrike was that.

"Hey who's in this painting?" Sasfsets asked.

"My partners."

"Uhuh. Vice Something-or-others of Transitional What'sits?"

"Ixiv works for Emblix-Greens. Tiritus is a scribe on the oversight committee."

"Huh. So do they sleeplight for Flagmark or--"

"They date me."

"Oh." Sasfsets tilted her head at the painting. Oh. Well. They were kind of attractive, at least. Somewhat plain looking. That same sort of business-dadal look which just never suited the race. Ocean's grace they weren't spit out into the world to be shuffling papers all lifelong that's what it made the letrax for. "How long that been going on."

"Ixiv for four alda. Tiritus for seven alda."

"Huh. Hah. Huh. Wow. Okay. That's. Hey that's neat. That's. Super cool. Super. Super cool how things just. Keep. Changing."

Biviri turned sharply. Her eyes caught the neon smear of the city just right and glowed at the edges. "You haven't been home. In a long. While."

"No! I get that. I mean I get it I've bumped hips with plenty of people while I'm out making money for the company without you know stabbing my kitrai in the back just thought oh hey maybe you know ah nah should have guessed I mean you got to where you are by fucking over the rest of the kitrai why wouldn't you not even tell me you were fucking--"

Memories came to Sasfsets in an instant, of Boxli on a table, where he wasn't supposed to be, his tail wobbling for balance, and knocking over an incredibly expensive native vase. How FAST Biviri had been, zooming in, sliding across the floor and catching it safely! It always stood out to Sasfsets for a lot of reasons, and it came to her head again just now because before she had even a moment to deal with the fact that it was happening Biviri was now pressing her against the wall, by the throat, with the unyielding ceramics of her artificer's arm.

Which. You know.

Made breathing kind of a challenge but that was cool Sasfsets loved her a good challenge.

"You. Have not been home. In a long. Long. Time," Biviri growled.

"Nope," Sasfsets gasped. "Guess not."

The grip around her throat loosened just enough, just enough to breathe, and largely incidentally, because with Biviri now pressing her lips up against hers it was hard for her to keep a strong grip was all, was the main reason, and it wasn't the first time Sasfsets had to fight back from a compromised position, and her tongue was not inexperienced at the duel.

"You can't expect everyone to just wait in their place while you're gone," Biviri gasped, body pressed up tight, hot, slightly damp, heart pounding, blood coursing, artificer's fingers squeezing.

"You can't--you can't expect--to think about profit first--and think people will stay there for you--when you're done using them!" Sasfsets gasped.

"Return yourself," Biviri growled.

"Send me."

Smooth slick fur of thighs and legs and belly smushing, pressing, grinding together desperately.

[getitinbusan]

Destination: Jungkook

A super soft wedding fic from the Golden Closet Universe and the companion piece to September 1st

mood board & playlist

Happy 24th birthday to the love of my life 💜 I wish I could give you more than words you'll never see.

Nerves always took over your stomach during landing. That,  coupled with the reason for the flight and you were an anxious mess.

The plane had begun its long slow descent, "You look kind of green are you okay?" Your best friend squeezed your hand. 

"It's just...usually Guk does this thing...he sings to me and rubs my neck when we land."

She looked at you and shook her head, "Yeah, I'm not gonna do that."  

You laughed, "I don't think you're taking your maid of honor duties very seriously." 

"Ughh, I can't believe you're getting married before me." She sighed, "It's not fair, Yoongi and I are the ones who introduced you. It should be us." 

You couldn't help the grin that formed on your lips. Sworn to secrecy, she had no idea you'd gone shopping with Yoongi, the ring had been in his pocket for weeks. "It'll be you soon babe, maybe this weekend will inspire him."     

Checking the key card you stopped at 303. Why you couldn't stay in the same room together was beyond you. 

The door was just about to click closed when his running footsteps echoed through the empty hallway. Strong arms wrapped around you and soft lips fell on yours. He did his trademark hum while he kissed you, his happy song for his happy place. 

"I can't believe how much I've missed you."

Pulling him closer you inhaled him in. He was the scent of home that had been lacking for the last four days.

His smile got bigger until his dimples finally showed up, "It's late are you tired?"  He tucked your hair behind your ear, "We've got a pretty big day tomorrow." 

"Can I just enjoy you alone for a few minutes?" 

"Is everything okay?" He sat on the edge of the bed and pulled you onto his lap. 

Nuzzling into his neck you curled into him. "It's so stupid." 

"Tell me," he rubbed circles on your back. 

"I'm happy and I love you so much but I'm terrified and nervous and I haven't been able to talk to you about it because you've been here planning the perfect wedding for me ... and I'm selfish because I just wanted you to hold me and tell me it was all going to be okay."

He sighed in relief, "Of course it's going to be okay," he gently laid a kiss on top of your head. "Don't you know every fairy tale ends with and they lived happily ever after?" 

You couldn't help but smile, Jungkook was such a hopeless romantic. "Why can't we stay in the same room tonight?" 

Changing the mood he tickled you while pulling you back into the bed, "Because it's bad luck, and it would ruin the surprise." 

"We live together, I've seen you naked a million times so unless you've been hiding something really well I don't think I'll be surprised."

Just being back in his arms draped you in a sense of calm. His loud heart beat accompanied by the rise and fall of his steady breath lulled you into a much needed sleep. 

Your eyes crept open and looked at the clock, only 11:43. Laying your head back down you looked at Jungkook snoring peacefully. As much as you longed to keep him here until morning you knew he was superstitious. Leaning in to wake him with a kiss he  smiled and pulled you back against his chest. 

"Hey sleepy head."

He groaned under you as you poked him.

"You'd better get out of my room Jungkook, it's almost midnight."

Sitting up he rubbed his eyes and checked the time, "Shit."

He grabbed your hands in his and walked to the door.

"I guess I'll see you in a few hours?" 

Wrapping your arms around him tightly you really didn't want to let him leave.

"Nothing to be nervous about. You've got a dress right?"

You nodded.

"Then all I need you to do is show up." He kissed your forehead and stepped into the hallway. 

"Jungkook" he turned back, "I'll see you soon." 

You were glad that from the moment your feet hit the floor there was a barrage of things to be done. Mimosa's with a massage, nails, hair, makeup. Jungkook had made sure you wanted for nothing. 

You had no idea what to expect, you'd heard vague phone calls and caught small glimpses when he was planning but he'd really kept you in the dark.

Jungkook loved surprises and to his credit he was tremendously good at them. He wanted you to have a perfect stress free wedding giving you only two tasks,

1. find a dress

2. show up and say I do

The door swung open and your best friend stood grinning from ear to ear. 

"I know I'm your maid of honor but I hate you so much right now," she pouted. "I don't know how anyone will ever top what Jungkook has done for you down there." 

You laughed and it felt good to break the tension. "You specifically mean Yoongi topping it for you? Don't worry he already asked for my help."

Her jaw almost hit the floor. 

"Shit, damnit, I didn't say that! Don't tell him you know, he'll kill me!" 

Dancing around the room she squealed in happiness. "Would you be mad if I asked Jungkook to plan it?" 

"Is it that good? Is he already down there, did you see him?"

She nodded, "Everything is amazing, and he's so happy and he looks so handsome" 

You exhaled deeply, "I guess there's only one thing left to do."

She threw open the door, "Let's go get you married!" 

Sunset in Jeju, there wasn't a more perfect time or place.

Wooden boards lay across the sand leading to the exact spot Jungkook had proposed. There, up the row of candles under the fairy light arch stood the man who would be your husband.

Nothing but him existed beyond that. All you could see was his handsome face and small nervous smile, his hands wringing together to keep from fidgeting and  the reddening of his ears as you got closer. 

Surrendering the bouquet you had to touch him, you needed his hands in yours. Steady and firm, together you grounded each other. 

"Y/N,  People think our story started on a rain soaked camping trip. I don't believe that's true, that's just where it got good. Our story began in the stars,  It's the only possible way to explain how much I already knew I loved you. I promise to fill your life with happiness, love, and blanket forts for as long as you'll let me. Y/N, I love you so much and can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you.

"Jungkook,  Not a day goes by that you don't make me fall in love with you a little more. Not a day that you don't make me laugh or that you make me feel loved, and from here on out there will not be a day that we'll be apart. I can't wait to see what our future holds, and I hope that 50 years from now our grown children will think we're crazy because we're still building forts in our living room.  All that matters in my life is that I get to love you. Jungkook, you'll always be my iron man and I love you 3000." The tears started but he managed a laugh at your private joke.

You swept his tears away with a brush of your thumbs and he kissed you. Husband and wife. 

Everyone was gone. The last goodbye was said and you made your way back to the reception area. 

You stopped to watch him. He was sitting by himself, a smile on his face staring up into the sky. Your husband was so beautiful.

Walking towards him you caught his eye and his face lit up like all the stars in heaven. You held out your hand, "One more dance?" 

He wrapped his arms around you and you swayed together under the night sky. Waves rolled in place of music and the moon shone a personal spotlight down on you.

"Today was perfect Jungkook"

"It's not over," he stopped to lay a sweet kiss on your lips before smiling and taking your hand. 

Walking through the sand he led you to the seaside suite and slid the door open.

"This is the part where I'm supposed to pick you up and carry you inside." 

You couldn't help but laugh, "Are you asking me or warning me?"

"Close your eyes"

"So warning me?"

"Please Y/N."

Sweeping you up he carried you into the room and set you down. 

"Open!"

There in front of you the entire room was draped in white sheets and hanging lights. The bed sat inside the biggest fort you'd ever seen.

In complete awe you turned to look at him, tears in your eyes yet smiling from ear to ear. He knew he did good.

"Jungkook this is amazing!" 

He was so excited to show off.

"And look," he pointed to the tray beside the fireplace. "We've got champagne and all the stuff to make S'mores."

He buzzed around the room pointing out all the little details. 

"Jungkook, you forgot one thing." 

His face fell as he tried to figure out what important thing he'd missed. 

"What did I forget?"

Walking towards him your hands ran down his crisp shirt and undid his belt. 

"The part where you're supposed to make love to your wife for the first time…" 

Waking up to walls of white sunlight while wrapped naked against your husband's warm body you'd never felt more content. His dark hair was wild against the pillow and you couldn't help but stare and wonder how you were chosen to be the luckiest person alive. 

Soft snores let you know he wasn't deep in his sleep and he easily woke when you kissed his swollen lips. 

"Hey," he smiled, "what time is it?" 

Pulling the sheets off it was exactly what you'd hoped to find. Despite the evening's satisfaction his cock stood firm, thick and ambitious. 

"More?" he questioned with a smile.

You nodded while straddling his hips. "Sorry, I guess this is your life now." 

He sat up to wrap his arms tightly around you as you took him in. Bare chests pressed together and the feeling of your hearts beating in unison.

He kissed his way up your neck,  "And what a great life it's going to be." 

[acollectionofhalftruths]

Ok this is star wars related, and I really wanted someone's input on this because I've been looking and haven't found a deeper discussion about this, but: as I was re-watching the prequels with my little cousin I began to really think about something that always sat wrong with me, how I have always hated how there were never any discussions in those movies about the whole bioethics of using clones to fight in the (ultimately) Sith-designed-wars

(2) only a sheer of Obi-Wan’s horrid realization that the Jedi apparently now had loads of sentient, made-to-be-obedient beings at their disposal, that was later just… never brought up??? like, yoda just brings to them arena and that’s it???? which, ok, I understand. He was taking the lemons life had given to the Jedi and airdropped all of them to solve the problem at hand 

(3) But they were using, breeding men for the sole purpose of war. That had to be part of the discussion at some point. Someone in the galaxy would’ve raised the flag of “this is bad and also immoral, let’s not”. which is just part of my indignation because this could’ve been a great way to further develop Anakin-former-slave-Skywalker’s friction with the Jedi council and the Jedi Code, and how the order was ok with crimes as long as they kept the status quo???     

(4) But ok, ok, the point of this rant is: I can totally accept the Jedi council (and the Jedi themselves) ignoring the moral, ethical points of this whole mess. That is completely believable. But how am I supposed to believe that PADMÉ AMIDALA would’ve looked at the situation with the clones and just let it… slide. Like, I thought she would have a few strong worded phrases about the galaxy wide use of a slave army or two??       

I guess the most straightfoward answer is

More seriously, the ethics of having a clone army are deeply and irrevocably messed up, and like a lot of things, it gets glossed over in Revenge of the Sith because the Prequels just have A Lot happening at all times.

The Clone Wars TV show does a better job of addressing it (Plo and his men in Malevolence arc, Slick in “Hidden Enemy”, the Zygerria arc, the Deserter, Rex in the season 7 clone wars trailer, probably more but its late and my brain’s not firing on all cylinders lol) but there is definitely no large-scale effort to address how messed up the situation is.

Padme is fighting a military creation act at the start of AotC, but I assume it’s an army comprised of either droids or non-clone soldiers from the Republic she has in mind. It would have been a great narrative throughline for her to see slavery on Tatooine and been horrified but “oh that’s the outer rim where we can’t do any” only to realize that slavery has come to the Republic without any protest and getting pissed about it. Sidious also stonewalls the hell out of her attempts at brokering peace, so if she made an attempt, I don’t see Sidious allowing it to gain any traction. In the films at least, she’s never given a chance to address it. By RotS, her political idealism and activism is mostly deleted content, so maybe in another version we would have gotten that parallel between the clones and Anakin’s history and eventual enslavement as Darth Vader.

For the Jedi, they’re also tied into this as the Order decays alongside the Republic. I don’t think the Jedi are ok with the army as much as they have enormous responsibility in the war with very little power. They lack any real political sway short of marching on the Senate (a no go), so they opt do what they can for their men on an individual basis which sometimes is great (Plo Koon) or extremely bad because these soldiers lack any real rights (Frikken Krell).

From an in-universe perspective, I think that there are so much terrible stuff happening that even the good people decide handling the Separatist threat is more important than getting these 10,000,000 million men their rights. It really shows how far gone the Republic is that such a blatantly horrible thing gets swept under the rug because the people in power tell themselves “oh its the lesser of a bunch of evils” or “desperate times call for desperate measures.” Little concessions add up until the things they’re fighting for don’t exist anymore (because if you don’t have to give rights to your army of 10 million soldiers, who else can you take them away from?), and the Empire rolls in without raising a finger. 

TL:DR - It would have been super in-character for Padme to go to bat for clones’ rights if the writing were better, it would have been so very thematically on point, and Sidious is a going to Force Hell for his crimes.