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Chapter 1- Anonymous Conversations

Unravelling Max's Mystery (Max Verstappen x Online Friend!Reader)

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Summary- Y/N formed an unexpected bond with a boy behind the screen. He doesn't have many interest it seems, except for reading her stupid poems.

{Reader's POV}

12/07/2012

Dear Diary, Stella is leaving for Canada tomorrow forever. Today was the last day of school before the summer break so I went to Stella's house after school. It's so shitty, how can she leave me like this and before the start of high school. I don't have any friends other than her, what am I supposed to do??? This isn't fair, first Faye moved back to her home country a couple years back and now Stella. It's like they don't even care about me. I made a google plus account so we can stay in touch. Actually everyone's on google plus, I'm just late to the party. I'm sure we'll still be close.

02/01/2013

OMG!! I think I'm in love. There's this new boy band, One Direction. Ava told me about them last year but I brushed her off saying they weren't my cup of tea, but OMG!!! They are fucking perfect and I love Niall so much. He's so cute and has the dreamiest eyes and his accent, I'm gonna faint. I bought the Take Me Home album yesterday!! I even put up their poster above my bed, hehe!! Sooooo, I may or may not be writing now. I think I'm gonna be an author. The stuff isn't great like Shakespeare but I'm sure I'll improve. I've written a couple poems and Aria read them and she thinks they are great. I'm gonna start uploading them on google plus. I made a separate page for it, under a pseudonym. If I really improve, maybe I can publish my work.

I was sat at my laptop, typing the latest story I came up with during lunch so I could upload it. There were a lot of people who were reading my work and even encouraged me. There is improvement, but then again, we can do better, I'm sure. My parents aren't very happy with how I'm wasting my time writing instead of focusing on my education since I'm in high school now. I finished typing the story and clicked the upload button, I got a comment on the post. It was from this guy, named Max, just Max. He always read all of my work and writes the nicest comments under them. I haven't spoken to him personally ever since my mother kept warning me about stranger danger and that it could be some 50 year old dude. But his comments are encouraging and make me want to write more. I hope he knows the kind of effect he's having on me.

My birthday is in a couple of days, I don't know what I'll do since I don't really have a lot of friends. Even Aria is away during that time, so I don't really have anyone to go out with. My parents are busy as always.

So, out of desperation or sadness, I don't know which one, I posted on google plus saying that it was my birthday. The first person who replied was Max as always. I really wanna know when this guy sleeps or how he gets any work done if he is online so much. He messaged me personally too, to wish me again and even asked what I did. I couldn't lie because my heart was heavy, so I told him. I literally just unloaded about not having any friends and spending the day alone because work was more important for my parents. He was so nice about it. He spent the next hour talking to me and cheering me up. He's apparently 15, from Netherlands. He loves cats and lives with his dad and sister. He sounds like a fun guy.

After that, both of us ended up chatting on google plus regularly. I would message him immediately after school and spend the next couple of hours talking to him. Some times, he'd be gone a couple weekends but it was no biggy. I'm sure he had other commitments instead of entertaining a dumb teenager.

Max's birthday is on 30 September. I wanted to be the first one, so I stayed up late to match the dutch timings and wished him. He replied a little while later. He wasn't very excited about it. I get it, maybe his friends aren't there or couldn't make it to his birthday. I was gonna cheer him like he cheered me up. I wish I could send him a present. He really was a light in dark time. When I had no friends in school I could rely on, he came like the knight in shining armour. I just want to be a good and reliable friend to him like he is to me. He is such a sweetheart. We've never spoken on call yet. I guess I'm still a little scared and we've only known each other for a few months. I'm gonna hold on that but Max is a genuinely nice person in my eyes. But his dad doesn't sound like the nicest person from what he says, but I can't tell him that his dad is shitty so I just read his texts.

18/12/2013

Dear Diary, Maxie is the cutest. I haven't seen or heard him yet but I feel like he is. Otherwise, why would he encourage me to follow my dreams? He was so understanding and gave great advice. You might wonder why I needed the advice, diary. I told my parents I wanna pursue a degree in literature and we had a huge fight since apparently I'm throwing my life away and I should try to get a proper degree that might get me a job. Apparently, I'm not thinking straight. I've been thinking about becoming an author for some time now, it's my one passion, I've realised. And if it means struggling, I would rather struggle and be happy than be in a dead end job. Just because they are some big shot business people doesn't mean I wanna do that do. ugh!!! I hate them. Maxie calmed me down honestly, he heard me out and told me it was okay to follow my dreams. I think he is such a good friend. I won't tell him that, he has a big ego as is. LOL!!

I've been gaining a lot of traction on my posts on google plus. I have a couple thousand followers but Max is the most active of them all. Max is so effortlessly funny. He did ask one time if we could talk on call, I told him that my microphone was broken. I'm still a little skeptical. I know, even though I'm literally sharing everything with him, I've never spoken on call or video with him. Maybe some day.

04/03/2014

Dear Diary, I got a new phone and a new number. The previous one was one of my parents multiple numbers but this one is my own. I feel like an adult, hehe!! I made a whatsapp, maybe I'll share my number with Maxie and we might start chatting on there. Google plus had become a bit of hassle and I'm not uploading on it like I used to. I usually only open it to talk to Max. I think it would be better to shift it to another service. He's been a little busy this year compared to the last, didn't tell me much but I think it has to do with him being in his final year of high school. Can't relate, but I hope I'm done with high school soon. It fucking sucks. But on the bright side, I've gotten close to Nia and Aria and I could call Aria my best friend but she considers Nia her best friend. I don't mind being her friend. I have Max anyways.

Max has been quite busy lately, but I don't blame him. I would be busy in my final year of high school too. Even with all that, he has taken time out to talk to me. I did share my number with him, so now instead of google plus, which is a barren wasteland, we text on whatsapp. I've suggested talking on call some time when he's free, which hasn't happened yet.

We had set up a time to talk, it was really early here but I didn't mind, I was up anyways. I couldn't wait to hear his voice. I was anxious as well, what if he's some pedophile; all these thoughts raced through my head when my phone rang. Max- Hi, Y/N! Y/N- Hey, Max!! How are you? Max- I'm good, what about you? Y/N- Yeah, I'm good too. haha!! This is so weird talking to you. Max- yeah, you sound pretty. Fuck was he flirting, is this flirting? A million thoughts ran through my head, no one's ever flirted with me before. I felt my cheeks heat up. Y/N- You sound nice too. I mean....you have a nice voice. Max- haha, thanks, this is the first time some one has said that. Y/N- soooo, what have you been up too?? You've been so busy lately. There was a pause on the other end. I heard shuffling. Max- yeah, I've been busy with stuff. I'll be done soon for a while now. Y/N- That's great I need my best friend back! The conversation flowed smoothly. It didn't feel like we were talking on call for the first time. I had a lot of fun talking to Max. He sounds like a teenager, much to my relief. He's just as funny on call as he is on text.

After that, we ended up calling each other regularly. Max would answer my calls whenever but sometimes I felt bad about calling him at the crack ass of dawn in Netherland so I would avoid calling him whenever. He is so kind and listens well but damn does he talk. Every one who knows me calls me talkative, if they heard Max their ears would bleed. But I like hearing him talk, he has the most random and vast knowledge, he's helped me write too many of my papers because I didn't have to research, I could just ask him; he's like a walking encyclopedia.

17/05/2015

Dear Diary, I think I'm in love. It's not some celebrity this time but I think it's Max. I don't even know that dude's last name but I'm in love. He not like the guys in school, he's so mature and funny and sweet and understanding and he supports me so much. I didn't know when or how but I think I love him. Obviously I won't tell him. It's prolly a crush since I have't dated anyone ever. I'll get over it, can't ruin my friendship over this. As is, he has gotten so busy. I think he is going to college. He didn't say it explicitly but why else would he be so busy right now if not applying for colleges. I don't know the dutch education system but I'm sure he busy pursuing higher education. He said he liked cars, I think he'll do something with cars. I didn't really ask in more details. I'm sure he'll tell me when he wants to. We have a chill friendship, we share when and what we want to. Alas, I hope this crush doesn't ruin my friendship.

09/08/2015

This is bad, my crush on Max has only gone on to increase. He's so kind to me, what am I supposed to do? Also he's the only one who can calm me down after a fight with my parents regarding my future. Sadly, he gotten so busy. He's gone for a while every few weeks. But lately he's been free. We've been talking a lot. He sounds a lot more rested lately too. I'm sure college is tough. But he's strong and I know he'll do it.

[Little did Y/N know, Max was busy racing across the world in Redbull's junior team. He was in his first year as a formula one driver, hence he was so busy. Max had no intentions of telling her, he liked being just Max, a guy from Netherlands who could talk to her. He enjoyed the disconnect he got with her]

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kingcrow01 · 9 months

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DC x Marvel Fic Recs

@jas-per11 @letthedeadghostrest

Hello! I saw your post, and I've been meaning to rec some DC x Marvel fics anyways, so I'll do that here. I don't know what you've read, so I'll start with

Peter Parker / DC Series:

The Dark Matter Multiverse Series by @mysterycyclone

Dark Matter is the blueprint for most Peter Parker / DC fics, and it's also fucking fantastic. If you're reading a crossover and don't understand why, without explanation, Peter is talking to ghosts? Why he by default ends up living in a firehouse? Read Dark Matter.

Spider and Bat Friends Series by @emmacortana

So far, 12 well written and hilarious works from my all-time favorite author, Miss emmacortana. This, coming from someone with over 1,500 bookmarks. She's that good.

Bitsy and The Bats Series Series by @wibbwoby

Haven't read this one in a while, so I don't have much to say, but Rated T for Traumatized is an absolute classic.

Pizzaverse Series by Irisen

A heavier read, wherein Peter tries to keep his job, make rent, and has a lot of unfortunate run-ins with Gotham's rogues.

Peter & The BatBoys (Doctor AU) Series by @thepoppypress

Peter is the Wayne family's doctor. He has a... chaotic time. I've only read Part 1, but I am still including this here because it's a series.

Peter Parker needs a hug (From the BatFamily) Series by @true-blue-fool

Shorter fics about Peter bonding with the Batfamily. Part 3 is especially cute.

Spider and Bats Series by @superklutzkent

Peter Parker whump, featuring the Batfam. All of the whump.

Let's take a break and look at some DC x Marvel fics that DON'T feature Peter:

Steve Rogers: Man out of Time and Place Series by RavenclawAngel

After Civil War, Steve gets exiled to DCs earth and builds a new team.

from the nucleus flight Series by @blackkatmagic

Khonshu whisks (Comic) Moon Knight away to DC. Very well written and passionate. If it's not your thing, don't let the Bruce Wayne/Marc Spector tag dissuade you from reading; since it's unfinished, the ship hasn't happened yet, and it's too good of a fic to miss out on.

The Devil's in Gotham (Remastered) by @prince-link13

Matt Murdock moves to Gotham and befriends Jason Todd, his neighbor. Bruce Wayne/Matt Murdock

Marvel/DC Crossovers Series by @bamboozled-and-alone

What it says on the tin. My favorite, part 2, is Matt Murdock taking care of Damian Wayne.

Echolocation Series by Firecat23

Matt Murdock and the bats; though, part 6 does have Team Red, meaning Peter.

Back to our regularly scheduled programming:

Peter Parker slash fics:

Cassandra Cain/Peter Parker

Along Came a Spider Series by @rags-n-bones

Quiet Respite by @faeriekit

I'm not too far in this one yet, but it's Faeriekit, so it's bound to be good.

Peter Parker/Tim Drake, affectionately called redspider

a shining spider web by Selador

Needling by LaughingFreak

How dimension travel can lead to love. Series by Psychic_Queen05

My current Favorite Ongoing Peter Parker / DC Crossovers:

The Ones Burnt by This_is_lovin

After the events of No Way Home, Dr. Strange's magic sends Peter to Gotham. He wakes up in another boy's body, and has to deal with the consequences. Part one just ended with a bang, you all should be there for part two, it's gonna be awesome.

Arachnomaly by @songue85

The (Comic) Amazing Spider-Man, being neighborly in Gotham. Plus some sick art from the author.

time flies by (bye) by WHYISEVERYNAMETAKEN

Two difficult years after No Way Home, Peter ends up in Gotham, but with a whole lot of introspection. One chapter left; you better be there.

All of the rest, that didn't fit in the prior categories:

Unforeseen Consequences by @mysterycyclone

Gotta Get to Rock Bottom! by @emmacortana

Read the initial notes first.

Set Naked on Your Kingdom by sassydandelion

Peter's Gotham Debut by BlankGeode, Leeavy

This Was Home by @emmacortana

The Peter Parker Theory by nicfics

and even though we are strange and exquisitely scarred by Wingfeather6913

What happens in New York by @violent138

A Long Way From Home (And No Way Back) by Vivia_wants_boba

Ignorance is Death by No_idea_what_Im_doing_lmaooo

One Dead Spider by Miellonek

If you do check out any of these fics, always leave a comment. Authors love those, it’s like catnip to them.

#dc #marvel #dc x marvel #fic rec #spiderman #spider man #peter parker #ao3

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dduane · 3 months

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My very small high school - graduation class of 12 people - had an equally small library and a librarian with a love of books inversely proportional to everything else's size. By ninth grade I had long since exhausted the library's wealth of books, and the librarian had taken to going to the big city library every couple of weeks and checking books out for me that she thought I'd like.

One of those books was Wizard's Dilemma, newly out in hardcover.

I was immediately enraptured, and almost as immediately devastated, as I devoured that book in a day and then had to go have a long cry. I had lost my mom to an accidental drug overdose when I was ten. I knew how Nita and Dairine felt. I would have done anything to save my mom too.

I read every other book in the series that was out at the time. I remember how especially cathartic it was for me to read about happy and functional families. The line in Deep Wizardry, "Don't you understand? There are some things more important than doing what you tell me!" and that being RESPECTED by Nita's dad was especially powerful. The day I read that I started a list, hidden in the middle of an old social studies notebook, called Things I Will Not Do When I Have a Kid, and the first thing on that list was "I will not demand unquestioning obedience," as my abusive parents did.

As an adult, I created a personal Code of Conduct that was heavily patterned after the Wizard's Oath: Take responsibility. Do no harm (as much as possible.) Encourage growth in self and others.

I reread the series regularly for comfort. A Wizard Alone is my all time favorite. (NME, thank you for the revisions you did.) It's my little pillow fort in book form. And I'm eternally grateful to you and my high school librarian for bringing that to me.

In gratitude and appreciation, I recommend it and your other works every chance I get. Thank you, thank you, thank you.

You're very, very welcome. (And I'm very glad the Abroad [ARGH, MISTYPE, SORRY...] Alone revisions worked for you. They plainly needed doing, so I did them.)

You probably wouldn't be surprised to find that the issue of family relationships is always on my mind in the YW series (and in the Middle Kingdoms books too, in different ways). My early family life wasn't truly awful, but it wasn't anything like ideal, either. There was routine emotional (and occasional physical) abuse on my father's part, starting from a very early age; and a mother who was experiencing the same kind of thing, and who was punished for pushing back against it or trying to defend me.

So good parenting in the series, and participation in a family where that's going on, is a constant concern. By the time I'd started writing about families, I'd already been looking around me for a good while at people I knew who'd seemed to be getting it right with their own families. And I always kept in mind, during these contemplations, the Tolstoyan concept that "all good families are alike; each unhappy family is unhappy in its own way."

By and large I found Tolstoy to be right on this—which probably isn't much of a surprise. But I privately often thought that more could be said about the subject, so I spent some time trying to get a sense of what routinely seemed to underlie the goodness. And respect—especially toward children who don't yet have much power in the world—seemed to be a very common ingredient.

Therefore, if that's perceptible in what you've seen in the YW families, then my job is getting done. :) Thanks for letting me know.

#Young Wizards meta #families #Young Wizards

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simmerianne93 · 5 months

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[Simmerianne93]Couple_poses_02_REMAKE

Hello everyone!! How are you today?

Another remake is here!!! I'm so excited!!

I said i was going to bring one remake per month but i guess it's kind of difficult to keep that promise since i have a lot of packs coming each month and my time is not unlimited, so I'll be bringing them as frequently as I can >.< maybe every two ot three months. I'll be working on them regularly for sure 'cause there are still a few posepacks that need big improvements and I can't wait to do them.

As my last "remake" post, I'll be showing you each improvement i have made in each pose. It's kind of fun to see the differences between both versions and how far i have gotten as a posemaker.... and it is also a little bit of a shame for my old me, but I can live with it haha.

I tried to keep the poses as similar as possible (since it is a remake and not a new posepack) but I took the liberty of adding some changes to some of the poses that need them urgently (as pose #3 that was pose #2 before), and I even added a new pose to complete the pack with 12 poses as it's my usual. For the changes I did use the same "script" that i had in those days when i made the first version of this posepack for my story, so the intention that i wanted to show back then is still there.

BEFORE and AFTER photos were taken from the same camera angle in blender, to see with a better look the differences and improvement between the ORIGINAL pack and its REMAKE counterpart.

And, without further ado, I hope you enjoy seeing the progress I have made as a posemaker:

READ MORE IN THE ORIGINAL POST HERE.

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What is on it?

12 couple poses + a bonus "V2" of 1 of the poses (made with a Male and a Female rig) + 2 all in one for each one.

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Andrew poses player

Teleport any sim by Scumbumbo or Mccc by deaderpool.

OPTIONAL: a small bonfire.

Instructions in the original post.

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merrilark · 2 months

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Okay, I've only read a few chapters of Young Blood so far, but some of the things I really enjoy (with mild character-related spoilers; I probably won't say anything about the plot itself yet):

That we're given most of the Umbrellas' favorite foods! Klaus likes bubblegum ice cream, Diego likes roast beef with new potatoes and green beans, Luther likes hamburgers, and Allison used to like hotdogs. There's nothing about Viktor or Five's so far, but we can assume Five's has always been fluffernutters.

Diego is implied to be extremely food-motivated and I love that for him. Viktor thinks he could be a star chef if he wanted to ditch superhero work. 11/10, love foodie Diego.

Reginald named his car Hermes (I'm strangely affectionate about this).

Klaus has been hotwiring Reginald's car since 12 and was taught to drive by a dead NASCAR driver. Klaus enjoyed sitting in the garage with the car running, but didn't realize that you could get monoxide poisoning that way. He's apparently died frequently, and thought he was just going to sleep. Pogo would carry him to bed.

This implies Pogo knew that Klaus was immortal, and most likely also knew that Reginald was routinely killing him.

Klaus also has been planning to leave the Academy for a long time, but hasn't gotten up the nerve. We all know that Diego is the first to leave and (at least according to You Look Like Death) Klaus was the last, so I think this is an interesting angle. It doesn't break canon, per se, but it raises a few questions about why Klaus didn't leave like he planned.

Ben asked every day if Klaus had seen Five's ghost. His biggest hope is that they'll one day all be together again. This shatters me.

It's also interesting that Ben is both one of the most obedient and yet most vocal about Reginald's abuse. He seems extremely aware of it, but is far too afraid to defy their father and kills primarily because he knows that he'll be reprimanded if he doesn't.

Ben canonically views himself as a monster. :( I knew this. I suspected this. But still. Seeing it typed out makes me :((( lmao

I'm also really enjoying that it neither shies away from Luther/Allison nor the fact that it's extremely normalized between the Umbrellas to be pretty, unrepentant jerks toward each other. I think that if they removed any of these things, or chose to gloss over them, it'd risk watering down the effects of their abuse too much in a book that already doesn't seem keen on diving too deeply into their trauma. It's also interesting to see how blatantly weird they all are developmentally and socially, straddling a line between considering each other family and treating each other like coworkers. At times, it feels a lot like they just call each other siblings, but there's no real attachment to those terms, even if they do care about each other a lot. They really do not understand how to be a family or normal kids, or hardly even real people outside of the super-powered killing machines that Reginald wanted them to be.

On to some things I'm not totally digging but aren't a deal-breaker:

Mild canon inaccuracies. I've been told that this book is pretty glaring in the department, but so far I haven't seen anything too bad. The only notable ones so far are: - That the Umbrellas, except Klaus, have never sneaked out before. It's been a while since I've seen S1, but I could swear that it's canon that they all regularly sneaked out to Griddy's even before Five left. - Klaus calls himself a telepath. This is common fanon, but there's nothing in canon itself to support that he is capable of telepathy. In fairness, though, Sheinmel, the author, doesn't actually seem to write Klaus as a telepath. It really just reads as if she thinks that telepathy and mediumship are the same thing. - There's a lot of emphasis on Luther being big. He's constantly being described as struggling with his clothes, or fantasizing about how much larger he'll get, and rips the back out of a jacket at one point because... I guess?? he's so large??? He's very much written as if Sheinmel thinks that Luther is a musclebound 17 year old, when teenage Luther has never been big in the same way that post-serum adult Luther has been. He was always tall, yes, but I really don't think he should have been struggling with tearing clothes.

Typos. It's not glaring, but there are some errors here and there with spelling and punctuation. Combined with the telepath thing, I wonder if Sheinmel just didn't have a great editor.

The writing style is really juvenile. I knew that this would be a young adult novel, so I didn't expect beautiful prose, but the writing feels like this book is meant for the younger end of YA. It rambles, restates obvious points, and sometimes the phrasing feels dumbed down to the point of near condescension. Meanwhile, characters still use mild swears, which gives the book this weird feeling that it doesn't quite know what age bracket it was written for.

But I am otherwise really enjoying it so far. It's fun and I appreciate the insight into the Umbrellas' lives as teens and their internal thoughts about each other, regardless of how canon or not-canon this novel is.

#merri reads young blood #young blood spoilers #the umbrella academy #the umbrella academy spoilers #tua spoilers #spoilers

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lulublack90 · 7 months

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About Me

Hi there, Lulu here.

I do have a real name but I prefer to go by Lulu on here and Ao3 so please use that.

I go by she/he/they. Call me what you want I don't mind. It changes day by day for me in the real world, but my friends and family don't know that.

I'm pansexual but again only a few people know that.

I'm in my 30's but have the maturity of a teenager unless I'm in parent mode when I have to pretend to be a grown-up (It does not last long!).

I am a huge huge huge Harry Potter fan (Fuck JK, she's a dick!) My house is full of so many HP-related items. In fact, I think every room has something in it, thank the gods my husband is also a massive nerd.

In case you can't tell I am Neurospicy. I am in the middle of getting diagnosed with ADHD and by that I mean I am procrastinating actually starting the process.

Now where was I?

Oh, yeah I like so much stuff I can't think what else to put here but yeah Harry Potter, mainly Marauders era but I love anything really.

My fav ships are Wolfstar (I've loved them since I was a young thing and didn't even know it was a thing." Jegulus (My new love.) Dramione (Lord have mercy) Drary (Lord I need more mercy) Pandalily (Meep!) Dorlene (Squeek!) I like Marylily as well but not as much, but I love them when I read them.

My asks are open and you can send me whatever you want, no hate please no one needs that in their life and Tumblr is my happy place don't spoil it.

Things that make me happy

You guys. Honesty it's Tumblr, I've only just really found this and all you amazing people who like my silly stories that I've only been writing regularly since December 23 when I found you all. My husband and son make me happy and so do my dogs and cats. I love watching storms and autumn. I read a lot, I crochet, I knit, I write. I am a huge fan of chocolate. If you give me chocolate I will be your friend.

Music

Bowie. Nuff said.

But yeah I like a lot of different stuff, it depends on my mood as to what I listen to. I drive my husband mad because I like songs by lots of people but I can't remember what they're called or who they're by.

Books

My all-time favourite book will always be Prisoner of Azkaban. It is my happy place.

My house is full and I mean full of books. I don't actually know how many I have but last time I estimated I had 300 in my bedroom alone. (There are piles of books in every room 😬)

ACOTAR!!!

Shows/movies

Harry Potter, The Martain, The Princess Bride, Labyrinth, Hunger games, Twilight (Don't judge me they got me through a dark time.), How to train your Dragon, Disney anything, plus others there are so many and I'm bored of listing.

Good Omens, Schitts Creek, Parks and Rec, Bake off, Handmaids tale, It's always sunny, community, Harbin hotel, archer, vampire diaries. Plus more but yeah typing.

Okay I think I'm done but who knows I might add more if I remember.

Love you all

Lulu

xxx

My Ao3 List

These are my fanfics on my ao3

Bitten M- Remus, Sirius and James head to the forest for a fun full moon. Everything is going great until one of them has an accident. (This was the very first fanfic I wrote. It's okay.) Wolfstar. Complete.

The Prisoner T- Sirius Black has been wrongly imprisoned for 12 years. He's bided his time but now its time to escape and right the wrongs of the past.

The Prisoner of Azkaban as told by Sirius Black, filling in the gaps starting with his escape from Azkaban. Wolfstar. Complete.

The Cupboard E- Hiding from Filch and awaiting rescue things get a bit close in the cupboard between Remus and Sirius. Wolfstar smut one shot. Complete.

Birthday E(I think, I'm not good at telling) Sirius finds Remus alone in their dorm room instead of enjoying the party downstairs. Wolfstar. Complete.

The One That Got Away E- James agrees to throw a party at his house. Sirius asks to bring his little brother, how could that possibly affect James at all? Based on the micro fic series I wrote in January. Jegulus. Backcould Wolfstar. Complete.

Jegulus Prompt Series All the prompts I've written on here in one place.

Wolfstar Prompt Series All the prompts I've written on here in one place.

The Way They Were T - While Harry is clearning out Grimmauld Place he discovers that Wolfstar were a thing.

Love Hate and the Ability to Change M - Sirius is taking Remus to the hosital wing on the full moon and Regulus catches them kisses. After some rather nasty words Regulus tells Sirius something about himself.

The Way They Are M - Part two of The Way They Were. Harry and Draco spend more time together and Draco finds another box for Harry, this time from Remus.

#lulublack90 writes #about me

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maddascanbe-blog · 4 months

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(I've been out of a drawing mood recently, so you get never before seen sketches, whoo!)

"Yeah I've watched My Hero Academia. Do I like it? Um- Well I have seen it..."

I started watching Miraculous Ladybug because I heard it was kinda bad but at least interesting bad. I watched MHA because people told me it was good, and I feel a little lied to...

I didn't make it to season 4 for MHA, and people tell me I jumped off at a bad time, that I need to push through to the good stuff. But if the good stuff is blocked behind more than 4 episodes I'm giving up. MHA's was blocked behind like 12. (Based on what I've been told is happening in the manga, I made a good choice...)

Don't get me wrong, the concept is interesting, most of the extended cast is wonderful, I like most of the character and costume designs, and the animation is absolutely beautiful at times but BOY did I struggle with this shows pacing and some of its cast. I mostly held onto the show for the So Bad It's Good factor, similar to why I've watched every episode of MLB despite disliking a good third or the episodes.

Naturally I had to shove these two shows together at least twice. Anyone who reads my Ao3 regularly will know I started Beetles, Bees, and Butterflies, but these two were actually from my first concept of a crossover. Where Izuku has both the Ladybug and Black Cat miraculous and uses the Cat to be vigilante and the Ladybug to be a hero student. He justifies this with, it's not illegal quirk usage if it's magic.

In the story plan he uses the Cat first, so I tried to pull more heavily from his different hero outfits early on (plus his scarf from later), as well as a few of All Mights costumes since I figured those would be rattling around in his head at the time.

For the Ladybug design, I figured he'd intentionally try and differentiate himself from Bakeneko, and because he's a bit more confident and feels more put together the suit reflects that. I still brought in a few references to his later hero outfits with the stripes on his arms, the placement of his armor pads, the face mask, and his shoes (which I hate, but they fit), etc. I added bright blue to the pallet because it looks nice, and his hair is still green, I just didn't color it here. Finally, Tento's face makeup, which I just thought was fun. He has black around his eyes and white freckles.

#miraculous ladybug #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #miraculous fanart #mha fanart #izuku midoriya #ladybug miraculous #black cat miraculous #sketchbook

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Can I send a happy request? :0 how abt the adult trio with an s/o who FINALLY invited them over, they open the door, and are greeted by an army of kittens? At least 12? Because the s/o has a soft spot for strays and just can't leave them by themselves on the cold streets!

hello I'm back from death

happy new year everybody

i feel like i need to give an explanation why i wasn't active at all since 2021 summer, well my mental health isn't that great and I couldn't bring myself to write something even if i had tons of ideas, I would try my best to write again probably not regularly but i will try!! Also i can write for others fandoms as well!! I have some request that I would try to write till next week wish me luck

tw: gramatical mistakes, bad grammar, English is not my first language so I'm not the best at it

Hisoka

-he is surprised by your little army of kittens

-the kittens loves him when he is in a good mood and the atmosphere is calm

-when he is in a bad mood the kittens would not dare to come close to him, it's like they feel something dangerous coming from him

-he never get how someone kind like you is willing to be in an established relationship with him

-to be honest he would not really care about your kittens that much

Illumi

-the kittens loves him but he is neutral about them

-now they are Illumi's kittens and not yours, the kittens loves him more than you

-the kittens would sit on illumi's head and shoulders

- everytime he comes over , he would bring something expensive for your kittens

- deep down he loves and admire these little creatures but he would never admit it

- he will even scold you if you don't take care properly of the kittens

- when you're away from home for a long time he would volunteer to take care of the kittens

- he is willing to hire someone to take care of the kittens when you are away for too long

Chrollo

-the kittens dislikes him but he would try to make them to like him for you but he fails

- he would try to pet them but the kittens would bite or scratch his hand

-he is really surprised that you take the kittens from the streets (you are so kind) at least he isn't the only one that you take from the streets

-he will try to read more about cats and he learns interesting things about them so he start to read more about animals

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ghostoffuturespast · 9 months

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Works In Progress 2023: A Cyberpunk 2077 Year In Review

I thought for a hot minute about doing one of those snazzy templates that’s been going around, but editing photos just ain’t my MO and rather than going by month I picked 12 favs that I’ve posted in 2023. Some of them were popular, some of them weren't. Overall, I think I did pretty good for just doing vanilla photomode on console.

You might be wondering why there's a picture of a sticky note. I don't remember when I started doing this, and I'm horribly inconsistent as you can see by the dates, but I'll jot down my word count for my wip chapter and then jot it down again when I remember to later.

I write slow. A lot of times I sit down to write and it feels like the wheels are spinning in place. My minutes and hours don't stretch very far, typically don't add up to much. But days, weeks, months. That's when I can at least measure the progress.

Fic: So It Goes 40/44 - 438,946 words

My V x River Ward and tinfoil hat conspiracy theory long fic. I've spent way more hours on this then I have on any of my VP.

I got tagged by @just-a-cybercroissant @therealnightcity and @wanderingaldecaldo to do some WIP Whenevers. I post my VP pretty regularly, so it’s always seemed silly to do work in progress posts for them, and I don’t know when I’ll have any new writing to share since in between work and the holidays, I haven’t had much time to sit down with anything since my last chapter update. And I've been feeling very... stingy, lately. Especially when it comes to mine and other people's writing. So take this WIP/Year In Review as my offering. Both these series, as am I, are all very much still works in progress.

I confined my reflections for this year below the cut. If you don’t want to read my long-ass essays, you can admire the pictures, maybe check out my fic, or just move along and have yourself a lovely day.

We’ll start with the easy one.

After at least a year of multiple playthroughs (I’ve played all the lifepaths, done all the endings), it only occurred to me at the beginning of this year to start taking VP. Part of the reason I never did before was because I didn’t realize it was a thing and then by the time I did, I figured I didn’t have much to offer. I play on PS5 and only have access to vanilla photomode, so seeing everyone else’s high-fidelity, ultra ray-tracing, modded, posed, full on virtual photo shoot photos, I was like there’s no way. (Not that I’m hating on PC modders, it’s just not everyone has access to mods or a PC capable of running the game, and I’m all for making art and creative endeavors accessible.) On top of that, all I’d ever heard from most other folks was how much vanilla photomode sucked. In the glamorous world of VP, I didn’t think there was any room for me.

But I started snapping pics anyway. And sure, there are a lot of limitations with vanilla photomode. But what that really translates to is opportunities to get creative. I am also a hoe for subverting people’s expectations, and very much believe when there’s a will, there’s a way.

Environmental and landscape shots were my first subjects before I started branching out into portraits and then capturing story moments. Through VP I found an entirely new way to enjoy a game that I’d already played a ridiculous number of times along with also finally being brave enough to share my V with other people too. I’d always worried about that before, if people would like her. Granted, I know Grandpa’s not everyone’s cup of tea, but whether you like her or not, I certainly think she’s made a name for herself over the past few months. Even if most people haven’t really gotten to know her the way I’d hoped.

I’ve taken hundreds of photos this past year. Most of which I’ll never share. There’s a lot of flops, a lot of weird experiments, ones that didn’t quite turn out the way I’d hoped, but I’ve learned something from every single one of them. I know how to spot good lighting, frame shots to create optical illusions, get a very limited toolkit to work in my favor, parkoured on all of the things, and heck, I even figured out how to make Grandpa smooch other NPCs. I’ve done atmospheric, mundane, down right goofy, as well as things that most people probably thought weren’t fucking possible.

I can’t say how long I’ll keep doing this, I’m sure I’ll move on at some point, but for now I’m still enjoying myself. There's a lot to explore in this game and I just can’t stop digging Night City.

Now, for the more complicated thing.

Writing

So It Goes… My peace, my war, my greedy and most ravenous of ghosts.

I’m operating under the assumption that most people following me here probably haven't read my fic or aren’t all that interested in reading it to begin with. It’s fine. But you need to understand this fic, my writing, is the main thing that brought me here. This is also Grandpa V’s story. Most of you have met her, but unless you've been reading, most of you do not know her.

I wrote around 185,000 words and posted 10 chapters this year. 2022 was about 253,000 words and 30 chapters, along with several unrelated one shots. However, I don’t think I’ve done a single chapter this year that was less then 10k, and my longest managed to hit 27k. As of the last update I posted, the fic is currently sitting at around 439k words, 40 chapters, and still isn’t done.

I have four more chapters to write. I have written a metric shit ton of words. This is, by far, the longest and most intense creative project I’ve ever endeavored to complete.

When I started writing, I was expecting this fic to be around 100-150k. That seemed to be the average for most long fics. I did not plan on being an outlier. I'm not sure you can ever really plan for that, but I guess I enjoy subverting my own expectations too.

For those of you who are reading my fic, it is my sincerest hope that it shatters every expectation of where you think it’s going. It’s not a joke that I tagged my fic “#an ode to my tinfoil hat”. An ode it has turned out to be. I’ve been sitting on this theory for two years. I have told no one about it. I hope it sticks the landing and hits the way I want it to. I don't know if it will. But fuck, I just want to be done with it so I can move on with my life, take a break, and give myself the opportunity to make and focus on other things before I have to get back on the damn horse.

I wrote less this past year then I did in 2022. I had a lot of life changes, most of which were good, but with times of change come times of adjustment. Along with some realizations that maybe you don’t understand as much as you thought you did. Looking back, I’ve been in a state of unsettled, kuzushi, for a really long time. Which is not a good place to be. It’s how your ass ends up on the ground with a knee knocking out all your teeth. I thought I knew better. Thought I had enough practice to get away from it. But bad habits have good memories.

I think given the circumstances, I accomplished a lot with my writing this year. I don’t know if my writing is exactly where I want it to be. I doubt it every will be, but it’s evolved, grown, and I wrote a pretty hefty stack of words considering I started working full-time again, bought a house with my partner, moved, and have been dealing with the millions of other beans that life tends to throw one’s way. That being said, and for full disclosure, I’ve also been dealing with some of the worst cases of jealousy and envy I’ve had since I was a teenager.

Frankly, it sucks. They walk with me every fucking where I go, hold my hands to whisper back all my doubts. Try to persuade me to my baser instincts, to be cruel and lash out. But that's not aikido. Luckily, I’m not 16 anymore so it’s at least been easier for me to identify the problem. Though I’m still coming up short in terms of actually being able to do anything about it, and will be for at least a few months more.

Yeah, I keep talking about it because I don’t know how many people know that I've been feeling this way. And I’m tired of not talking about it in a room full of creatives, because yeah, I know I’m not the only one that feels this way. And not talking about it just makes all that pent up resentment worse for everyone.

Don’t get me wrong, I love writing. But with the way I work and think, it’s a slow, tedious, and incredibly time-consuming art. With how much my fic has snowballed over the course of writing, it’s left very little room for the other hobbies in my life. And as my fellow writers probably already know, writing is an incredibly insular craft. And unlike a picture or an image, which only requires a glance, reading a bunch of words requires time and commitment.

So, when you put yourself out there and share what you wrote, it’s a lonely feeling not knowing whether or not anyone connected with what you put on the page. Especially, when the people who do read aren’t compelled to voice anything and when the people you’d hope would read don’t. And then you're stuck in the dark, not knowing, because neither of us says a goddamn thing.

I started writing this fic prior to actually joining the CP2077 fandom. And I joined the fandom because I felt alone. I’ve been here a while now, albeit in a few different places, and that feeling still hasn’t gone away. I’m still trying to find camaraderie with my fellow writers and carve out something that kinda sort of resembles a home or a sense of community. I watch my peers around me as they seem to build that with each other, except me.

I’m envious of the things that people make and jealous of the relationships those have created and fostered between said people, because for the life of me, it’s been a struggle to cultivate that since I got here. I know it’s selfish, but I also don’t know what about me makes people so hesitant. There have been a handful of strangers that have shown up for me regularly, but as far as people I call friends in this fandom that have shown up and actually stuck around, I can only name one right now. (I know we're all busy. And I acknowledge my writing's not for everyone. I know maybe some of you are quiet, or shy, or probably a thousand other things. I get it. But that doesn't mean it doesn't hurt any less. People will never know unless you say. Never know unless you take the time to interact or engage. Be brave. And that's true for a lot of things.)

The propensity is for the negative to outweigh the positive. I've got a lot of numbers on my fic, so you would think things would be fine, but at this point they just feel empty. They don't bring me any comfort or real satisfaction. And I hate feeling like the people I know don’t care and that most of you are just talking around me. That I’m some kind of annoyance not fit to interact with. Which may or may not be the case. I don’t know. Again, most of you have never said anything. And maybe I need to accept the fact that most of you never will.

But this is me trying to start conversation.

It’s really shitty, knowing that the thing I want the most is also the thing holding me back. I know how to work on it too, not that it’s any guarantee. The problem is I’m still writing and in a needy state of greed. And because I’m slow, I don’t have the time or the energy to be generous. I can only take right now. I can’t give.

Relationships require both.

I can’t bring myself to read other people’s writing. I can’t comment, or like, or share if I haven’t read anything. I'm desperate for conversation, but I also don't have the time or assurance to facilitate it with other people right now. And for some reason people never seem to want to talk to me, especially when it comes to writing. I want to be part of conversations, talk deeply with other people. But I can’t speak right now, I'm not in a place to offer generosity without someone first giving it to me.

And generosity and grace is what we all need.

Four more chapters and I hope my ghosts will finally let me read in peace.

#cyberpunk 2077 #2023 year in review #year in review #virtual photography #writing #from the top #fic: so it goes #long post #i can't guarantee a safe space but i can guarantee a brave space #if anyone's been feeling similarly and wants to talk about it my dms are open #the door's always open

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having recently re-read the Republic Commando books for the fiftieth time (but the first time as a proper adult), amongst many other things that jumped out at me this time, I've been pondering the Many Failings of Kal Skirata™ - and one thing that kept me awake the other night was the realisation that...it takes Kal ages between adopting Ordo and the rest of his brothers, right??

So I went back and did the math. Kal adopts Ordo in True Colours, soon after rescuing Vau on Mygeeto, at 471 days after the Battle of Geonosis (ABG). An excerpt from the scene below:

"I never adopted you formally," Skirata said. It had been bothering him in recent days, ever since he began to think of the war as having a definite timescale. "Any of you." "Does that matter?" Skirata now felt that it did. No Mando'ad would nitpick over the bond between him and his boys, and as far as the Republic was concerned clones didn't even qualify as people, but his plans to give them a decent future had now become very, very specific. [...] "Yes," he said. He reached to grasp Ordo's hand and recited the short, no-frills gai bal manda - "name and soul," all it took to unpick history and give a child a new parentage. Mandalorians were habitual adopters. Bloodlines were just medical detail. "Ni kyr'tayl gai sa'ad, Ordo." Ordo stared at their clasped hands for a moment. He had a crushing grip. "I've been your son since the day you first saved my life, Buir." "I think you boys did the saving," Skirata said. "I don't want to imagine where I'd be without you." Skirata was now busy hating himself for not doing this before, not making the ultimate commitment, and he fretted about his five other Nulls scattered around the galaxy.

And having re-read this section in detail, it now baffles me even further that it takes him - wait for it - ANOTHER YEAR AND ~THREE MONTHS to adopt the other five Nulls??

Yes, that's correct. Kal adopts the other five Nulls in Order 66, in the scene where they all come together 'on screen' for the first time, which is set 940 days ABG. That is 469 days after he formally adopted Ordo.

At the time KT wrote these books, according to Legends, one standard year is 368 days, with 12 months of 30 days each. If I've crunched correctly, Kal adopts the other five Nulls roughly fifteen and a half months later than Ordo.

And OHHHH:

The meal was as much a rare celebration as a meeting, and the Nulls even had a few glasses of Chandrilan wine. "I should have done this many years ago, adi'ke." Skirata raised his glass. "Ni kyr'tayl gai sa'ad - Mereel, Jaing, Kom'rk, A'den, Prudii. There. It's formal, legal. You're my sons and heirs." "And we won't bankrupt you," Jaing muttered. "Not with the amount you're skimming, ner vod," Mereel said raising his glass in return. "Thank you, Buir'ika. An honor." At least one cause for guilt had been lifted from Ordo's shoulders. He was no longer the only Null formally adopted by Skirata. It was a legal detail, nothing more, but Ordo didn't want to be singled out as the favorite. He already felt he had a far easier time than his brothers.

what do you MEAN you just went on and forgot to do it, despite seeing them and speaking to them regularly for over a year, Kal?! yikes

Reading this back again, all I could think was - poor Ordo. It's explicitly stated here that he had been feeling and still feels guilty. Imagine living with the knowledge that your father had only formally adopted you, and not the other five of your closest brothers, for OVER A YEAR- (I will keep yelling it I'm not over it)

When they all make jokes about him being the Number One Son. When they all tease him for being the favourite. How do you think this knowledge affected Ordo’s relationship with his brothers?? Not wanting to mention it?? Do you think he ever did?? How do you think they reacted if they knew he was already adopted prior to this??

Not to mention, how does Kal not see this as something that might cause an issue for Ordo?? With how much he loves him??

I find their reactions interesting, because if they didn't know, they play it very cool. I'm leaning towards they did know, Ordo didn't just sit on this knowledge for over a year, maybe couldn't - because otherwise, why is no one asking why Kal left him out of the list? Why is their only reaction calm pleasantries?

Possibly because they don't care about formal adoption that much - it's worth noting Ordo's reaction is also to kind of brush it all away: "I've been your son since the day you first saved my life, Buir."

(I think it also opens up a bigger discussion about Ordo's role within his brothers as...almost a shield between Kal and his brothers, able to take the brunt of Kal's...manipulations to spare them the same attention - I wonder if they don't care as much about their adoptive status because it doesn't mean nearly as much to them as it does to Kal, because Kal doesn't rule them as much as he'd like to think he does. It’s interesting how Ordo is both uncomfortable with the position as Number One Son but also sees its…strategic value?? He states earlier in the scene that he'll swap drafts with Kom'rk because it's "his turn" to explore the Outer Rim, but as far as we know, he never actually does this - despite missing each other dearly, often, do the other Nulls willingly take missions that get them away from Kal? Which is why Ordo is almost never shown being anywhere that Kal isn't? Also the irony that so many people laugh at Maze for being a highly trained ARC being "wasted" in an office job, but Ordo also as far as we see never does anything flashier, nothing that couldn't be handled by a less superior officer, nothing that's far from Kal's side...)

ANYWAY

I’m just baffled as to how Kal didn’t think immediately after adopting Ordo “and now the other five” - my man, what took you so long?? If you love them all as you say you do??

HMMMM

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I’ve been thinking about Steph and cass lately, especially with my recent re-read of Batgirl 2009. You’re totally right in that Steph does not even once spare Cass a single thought or even speak about her at all in the entire run. But it also got me thinking, didn’t this exact scenario already play out except with Tim? I’ll admit it’s been awhile since I’ve read her run as Robin, but I feel like once she got the mantle of Robin (again, taken from someone else- this time Tim) she never really spared him a second thought either. And then when she gets the Batgirl mantle from Cass, she never spared her a second thought. I know that the writers probably did not intend for this sort of characteristic to shine through, but it’s interesting nonetheless that this has happened twice. Does Steph just view people as disposable? Or as extensions of herself? And that’s why the second she gets what she wants from them or can’t get anything more from them, they drop in importance in her eyes and she doesn’t spare them a second thought? What are you views on it? (Also supergirl showing up in the middle was so damn random lmfao, did they have any previous links before that issue? Or even after that issue? I feel a bit bad for Kara that she constantly has to be besties with whoever the newest batgirl is T-T)

That is how I tend to view her, when I'm not taking steps to deliberately soften her character (like with Batgirl, Repentant). She does think about Tim a few times while she's Robin, but it's mostly in passing -- first explaining to Cass why she's in the Robin suit in Batgirl; then because he got a hold of her over the phone, briefly; and then because her last case involved an assassin, Scarab, who was hired to kill people who looked like him. Once that's established, he's out of her thoughts.

After that she thinks of him again in the lead-up to War Games, namely in the "Prelude," from Batman 12-Cent Adventure #1, which is partially an excuse to do set-up/recap flashbacks for anybody tuning into the event who hasn't been reading Batman regularly, but is also when we actually get to see the Incident that kicks off the gang war -- and it's told from Steph's perspective.

And a little later on when she hears his school got shot up, she's devastated, fully bursts into tears and is terrified that she might've gotten him killed.

That said, her writing in War Games is largely an outlier -- for all the problems with that story (and there are so many problems, don't get me wrong), it legitimately has some of the best, most selfless and heroic characterization Steph has ever been given. It's tragic heroism, but it's still genuine heroism all the same.

The rest of the time... Yeah, she just doesn't really seem to make many connections or think much about other people when they're not directly involved in getting her what she wants. That's the vibe I get, too.

As for Supergirl: they did actually establish that. There was a 4-isuue World's Finest miniseries in 2009 that told one semi-ongoing story but also used each individual issue to team up a member of the new "Batman Reborn" Batfamily up with one of the similarly-revamped "New Krypton"-era Superfam.

Issue #1 was where Tim (as Red Robin) was reintroduced to the 15-year-old Chris Kent Nightwing (and Thara Ak-Var Flamebird). Issue #2 was Damian and the Guardian. Issue #3 had Babs call in Kara to rescue Steph from a death trap and then they teamed up. and Issue #4 had Dick-Bats and Clark come in to bring most of the threads together for a big finale.

The mini overall is... okay, though there's some characterization I'm not fond of, and something about the art style just. Really empathizes how much I fucking hate Steph's ugly Batgirl costume.

(Why. Does she wear her fucking belt so loose. They do it so it'll hang akimbo on her hips but it's made of huge weighted pouches, it'd spin around her waist when she tried to grapple like a goddamn hula hoop!!)

#dc comics asks #stephanie brown critical #world's finest #war games #batman #batman 12-cent adventures #stephanie brown

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[13.01.2024: saturday]

12/100 days of productivity

first of all, i want to thank all the people that have been engaging with my posts. there are good and bad days and it honestly really helps to have that extra bit of motivation and encouragement that this gives me. so, thank you! the studyblr community is awesome.

back onto our regularly scheduled content: two days left until my exam, and the motto is practice, practice, practice.

goals for today: - 2x practice exams - full revision, first of cold war & 1848 since those are still shaky and then everything else - as with yesterday, have a reading break once in a while - drink, eat, and sleep enough so i'm well rested

have a great study day!

left: messy notes & Stephen Greenblatt's 'Tyrant'. right: i can NOT for the life of me find out from what painting i took this detail from, but it was in the National Gallery of Ireland, right next to Caravaggio's 'The Taking of Christ'.

#studyblr #study blog #studying #study motivation #daily blog #daily update #100 days of productivity #100 dop #dark academia #dark academia aesthetic #chaotic academia #light academia #english literature

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Down Bad - Chapter 2

Chapter Summary: Amina and Omega stay on Ord Mantell while The Bad Batch goes on a mission. Then, they become involved in a Imperial occupation on Ryloth.

Word Count: 6.0k+

Pairing: Hunter x fem!Jedi Original Character

Notes: so this chapter covers episodes 10-12 of bad batch season 1. next chapter is where i stray a little bit from canon, but in reality it doesn't change much. you'll understand once you read it. but, happy reading! <3

also, i've literally written 10 more chapters of this because i'm crazy and bored, and in need of hunter so bad. hopefully i'll remember to post more regularly...

Series Masterlist - Chapter 1 → Chapter 3

AO3 Link For Chapter

The group had landed back on Ord Mantell, walking to Cid’s Parlor as Omega sat on top of Wrecker’s shoulder.

“How’s the Mantell Mix, kid?” He asked.

Omega ate another piece, “mm-hmm. Better than ever.” She dropped a piece of the mix into Wrecker’s mouth.

“Yeah, it is.” Wrecker said, laughing.

“So, when’s our next mission?” Omega asked, holding the small box with the Mantell Mix with both hands now.

“With two bounty hunters after you, it’d be wise to keep a low profile.” Tech replied.

“Tech’s right.” Hunter said, as he grabbed Omega off of Wrecker’s shoulders and helped her back on the ground. “There’s too much heat on us right now.”

“Ha! That never stopped us before.”

Amina came over, and took a piece of the Mantell Mix, trying a piece. It was different and sweet. Echo grabbed a few pieces in his hand and smelled them.

They watched as Hunter walked into Cid’s parlor as they followed along. When they entered, Cid turned to look at them. “I’ve got a mission for you boys. A simple extraction on Raxus.”

“Raxus?” Tech said, “that is the former center of the Separatist government. It has since become an Imperial outpost- ”

“I’m not interested in a history lesson, Goggles. You’re being hired to locate and free Senator Avi Singh from his confinement.” Cid pulled up a holographic image of the Senator on her data pad, “my client will meet you at the given coordinates to brief you. Details are on this. Now get going.”

She threw the chip towards the group as Hunter caught it. “Help a Separatist? Not gonna happen.” He threw the chip back at Cid.

“Your debt’s still not paid, remember? A job’s a job.” Hunter gestured for Cid and him to walk away from the group as Amina hopped on the stool next to Omega, being careful of her ankle.

Omega glanced up at Amina, her eyes wide with curiosity. "What's going on?" she whispered, her voice barely above a murmur.

Amina leaned in closer, keeping her voice low. "Looks like Hunter and Cid are butting heads," she replied, her gaze flicking back to the two figures engaged in conversation.

Omega furrowed her brow, her expression thoughtful. "Why does Hunter seem so reluctant to take the job?"

“Raxus was the home planet of the Separatists. We fought against them in the war.” Amina answered.

“Yeah, yeah, Bandana. Just get outta here, will you?” Cid exclaimed, walking away from the group.

Omega stood in front of Hunter now, with her crossbow on her back. “Ready when you are, Sergeant.”

Hunter kneeled down, “not this time, Omega. You’re staying with Cid.”

“But th-the mission. I’m part of the squad too.”

He put a hand on her shoulder, “then following orders shouldn’t be a problem. Stay close to Cid and don’t leave this parlor. Got it, soldier?”

Omega groaned and rolled her eyes, “yes, sir.”

Hunter went to Amina, who still was seated on the stool. “You okay with staying here with Omega?”

"Yeah, yeah, we’ll be fine. Plus, I don’t trust Trandoshans," Amina replied with a smirk, her tone light but tinged with a hint of mischief.

Hunter chuckled, a small smile playing at the corners of his lips. "Fair enough," he said, nodding in agreement. "Just keep an eye on Omega for me, will you?"

Amina nodded, her gaze flicking over to where Omega was now standing. "Consider it done," she replied, her voice confident.

As Hunter turned to leave, Amina couldn't help but feel a twinge of unease at the prospect of being left behind with Omega. Despite the young girl's enthusiasm and resilience, Amina couldn't shake the feeling that trouble always seemed to find them, no matter where they went. Perhaps, find her wherever she went.

Omega huffed, crossing her arms over her chest. "I don't need a babysitter, you know," she muttered, her tone petulant.

Amina chuckled softly, reaching out to ruffle Omega's hair affectionately. "I know you don't, kiddo," she replied with a playful grin. "But it never hurts to have a backup, just in case." Amina stretched out her leg, “plus it’s not like I can go that far.”

Omega grinned, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Yeah, I guess you're right," she conceded, her earlier annoyance slowly dissipating as she moved the sponge in a circle on the table that Cid gave her.

“Hey, think of it like this. You’re babysitting me. And let me tell you, I’m quite slippery.” Amina smirked, trying to lighten up the mood.

---

Amina looked at the shelves of alcohol Cid had. She doesn’t drink, but one of the missions she went on with her master before the war was to Morlana One, where she was undercover as a bartender for information.

She learned a few things there, she had to since she worked at that bar for almost 7 rotations. She glanced over at Omega, who was still scrubbing the table.

“You’ve got her cornered.” Bolo laughed.

“Oh, yeah, I’m real scared.” Cid replied.

“Delay all you want, you’re not getting out of this one.” Ketch taunted.

Cid hovered over a button as Omega chimed in, “I wouldn’t do that.”

“Hear that? We got an expert here.” Cid rolled her eyes.

The dejarik table made noises as one of Cid’s figures went down. “She’s done for!” Bolo laughed, again.

“I told you.” Omega said.

“Well, expert, what should I do next?” Cid asked Omega, as she hopped down from the stool and pressed 3 buttons on the board.

Bolo groaned, “you blew it!”

“Yeah, but you’re the one who said to bet it all!” Ketch retorted.

“You wanna take this outside?”

“Gladly.” Ketch got off his seat as the two walked outside.

“How’d you know to do that?” Cid asked Omega.

“It’s a strategy game. I’m good at strategy.”

“Hmm. How good? Enough to, uh, win a few matches for some money?”

“Depends.” Omega said slowly. “What’s my cut?”

“Hmm. Thirty percent.”

Omega thought it over quickly, “sixty.”

---

As Omega played, Cid’s parlor gained more and more people entering, to watch and to play against her. Amina took it upon herself to get some new clothing, and to bartend the crowd.

It wasn’t hard, since most people weren’t getting any drinks, but the few that did tipped well. Whether it was because they were kind, or because she had put her hair down, she wasn’t sure.

Her hair had grown since Order 66, and she got used to keeping it short and up, but now, she hasn’t had time to cut it. She handed another drink to someone as they went back into the small crowd.

“No one can stop this kid.” Someone in the crowd spoke, as Hunter, Tech, Echo, Wrecker, and the Senator and his droid walked in.

“Of course.” Hunter said.

Omega’s current opponent played his move, as Omega pressed two buttons and played hers, winning the game.

Cid shook Omega’s shoulders with a small smile as Omega looked into the crowd and waved at the guys. She jumped off the seat and ran towards them.

“All right, show’s over. No more bets.” Cid announced.

Wrecker picked up Omega, “Kid, where’d you learn to do that?”

“She’s a natural. I’ve never seen anything like it.” Cid said.

Omega smiled, as did Wrecker. Hunter walked in front of Cid, “I told you to keep a low profile. This is the opposite.”

Omega’s smile dropped, as she glanced down. Cid pushed Hunter’s shoulder, “ease up, Bandana. Omega made enough money to pay off the debt you boys owe me, so try showing a little gratitude to my friend.” She walked around Wrecker, patting Omega’s shoulder, “you did good.” She walked over to the Senator, “Senator, glad you made it. Let’s talk payment.” she said, guiding the Senator and his droid to her office.

Wrecker set Omega down as the group walked away. He nudged Hunter’s shoulder with his as Hunter looked down. “You really paid off our debt?”

“I wanted to be useful, even if I couldn’t go on the mission.”

Hunter hummed, before turning around to look at Omega. “How about we put those strategy skills to the test? One match. If you win, then no more sitting out on missions.” Hunter turned on the board as Omega’s eyes brightened. He gestured for her to sit down as she ran over and took the seat across from Hunter. “You ready for this?”

“Are you?”

Amina shook her head and finished cleaning up the glasses before setting down the towel underneath the bar. She counted the credits she earned, which was around 100. Not too bad.

"Come on, Omega, you got this!" Amina found herself cheering aloud, unable to contain her excitement as Omega made a bold move, catching Hunter off guard.

Hunter chuckled, a smirk playing at the corner of his lips. "Not bad, kid. But let's see if you can handle this."

Amina watched with bated breath as Hunter made his move, his fingers flying across the board with practiced precision. Omega's brow furrowed in concentration as she assessed her options, her gaze darting from one holographic figure to the next.

Suddenly, Omega's eyes lit up with realization, a mischievous grin spreading across her face. With a swift motion, she made her move, her fingers dancing across the board as she executed a series of calculated maneuvers.

"I did it!" she exclaimed, her eyes shining with excitement as she looked over at Amina.

Amina couldn't help but grin, her heart swelling with pride at Omega's accomplishment. "You were amazing," she said, her voice filled with genuine admiration.

Omega beamed, her chest puffed out with pride. "Thanks, Amina!" she said, practically bouncing with excitement.

Meanwhile, Hunter leaned back in his chair, a look of disbelief on his face. "I can't believe I lost," he muttered, shaking his head in mock defeat.

Amina chuckled, crossing the room to join Omega and Hunter at the table. "Well, looks like you owe someone a mission," she said, nudging Hunter playfully with her elbow.

Hunter sighed, running a hand through his hair. "Yeah, yeah, I know," he said, a hint of amusement in his voice. "You earned it, Omega."

Omega's eyes widened in surprise, her gaze flicking between Hunter and Amina. "Wait, really?" she asked, her voice tinged with excitement.

Hunter nodded, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "Yeah, really. You proved yourself out there, kid."

Omega's grin widened, her excitement bubbling over as she practically vibrated with energy. "Yes! I won't let you down, Hunter," she said, her voice filled with determination.

Amina reached into her pocket and pulled out the credits, placing them in Hunter’s hand.

“Where’d this come from?”

She shrugged, “I bartended. I learned a bit on a mission with my master years ago. But I don’t trust myself holding them, I’d probably lose it.”

Omega glanced over at the credits, “how much is there?”

"I think 102 credits," Amina replied, her gaze flicking between Omega and Hunter.

Omega's eyes widened with excitement. "That's amazing!”

The rest of the group walked out as Wrecker looked at the credits in Hunter’s hand. “Whoa, that’s a lot of credits! How’d you get them?”

“Womanly wiles.” Amina said, crossing her arms, as Echo let out a chuckle.

“What’s that?” Omega asked.

“Uh… I’ll teach you when you’re older.” Amina pondered, “surprisingly, it was actually Padme who taught me that. She made a whole deal out of it, even pretending she was teaching a class to me and Ahsoka. Anakin found out when he visited her office and saw me and Ahsoka taking notes.”

Amina chuckled at the memory, her lips curling into a fond smile. "Yeah, it was quite the sight," she said, her voice tinged with amusement. "Anakin was absolutely baffled. I don’t even want to think about what happened after he dragged her out of her office.” She shuddered at the thought.

Omega's eyes widened with curiosity, her gaze fixed on Amina. "What happened?" she asked, her voice filled with anticipation.

Amina chuckled, shaking her head. "Let's just say Anakin was not pleased," she replied cryptically, her lips quirking into a smirk. "But enough about that. How about a game of dejarik? I'm sure you're itching for a rematch after beating Hunter."

Omega's eyes lit up with excitement, a mischievous grin spreading across her face. "You're on!" she exclaimed, practically bouncing with enthusiasm.

Amina chuckled, her own grin mirroring Omega's infectious excitement. "Prepare to be defeated, young one," she teased, gesturing towards the dejarik table with a playful wink.

As they settled into their seats, the holographic figures flickered to life on the board, casting a soft blue glow across the dimly lit room. Amina watched Omega carefully, her gaze sharp and focused as the young girl deliberated her next move.

Omega's brow furrowed in concentration as she surveyed the board, her fingers hovering over the holographic controls. With a sudden burst of determination, she made her move, her fingers dancing across the controls with practiced precision.

Amina's lips curled into a smirk as she studied Omega's move, her mind already calculating her own counterattack. With a swift motion, she executed her move, her holographic figures springing to life as they clashed with Omega's.

The game unfolded with a rapid flurry of moves, each player vying for dominance on the holographic battlefield. Amina's heart raced with excitement as she anticipated Omega's next move, her competitive spirit fueling her determination to emerge victorious.

But Omega was proving to be a formidable opponent, her strategic prowess matched only by her youthful enthusiasm. With each move, she pushed Amina to the limit, testing her skills and cunning at every turn.

As the game neared its climax, Amina felt a surge of adrenaline coursing through her veins. Victory was within her grasp, but she knew she couldn't afford to underestimate Omega's tenacity.

With a final, decisive move, Amina unleashed her masterstroke, her holographic figures converging on Omega's position with deadly precision. The room erupted into cheers and applause as Omega's last line of defense crumbled beneath the onslaught.

Omega stared at the board in disbelief, her expression a mixture of shock and admiration. "I can't believe you beat me," she exclaimed, her voice tinged with awe.

Amina grinned triumphantly, her chest swelling with pride. "Never underestimate the power of experience, young one," she teased, reaching out to ruffle Omega's hair affectionately.

The two laughed and exchanged playful banter as they reset the board for another round.

Meanwhile, Hunter watched the scene unfold with a mixture of amusement and pride. He had never seen Omega so animated, so full of life and energy.

As he observed Omega and Amina's playful interaction, a sense of warmth and contentment washed over him. Omega ended up winning the second game as Amina leaned over the table, “want to get something to eat?”

Omega nodded, “yeah, sure! Do you have any credits?”

Amina shook her head and stood up, “I have many ways of convincing people. One of them being,” she waved her hand, “the force. Want to see a Jedi mind trick?”

Omega's eyes widened with excitement, her curiosity piqued by Amina's suggestion. "Really? You can do that?" she asked, her voice tinged with anticipation. “But wait, won’t people find out?”

Amina grinned, her lips curling into a playful smirk. "I won’t tell if you won’t. Come on, let’s go find a stand outside and get something.”

As Amina and Omega made their way through the bustling streets of Ord Mantell, Amina couldn't help but feel a sense of exhilaration coursing through her veins. She hadn’t used the force in a long while, so she was excited to use it, even in a small, insignificant way.

As they approached a nearby food stand, Amina cast a subtle glance around, ensuring that no one was paying too much attention to their actions. Satisfied that they were in the clear, she turned to Omega with a mischievous grin.

"Watch closely, Omega," she whispered, her voice barely above a murmur. "This is how a Jedi mind trick works."

With a flick of her wrist and a subtle wave of her hand, Amina reached out through the Force, gently influencing the thoughts of the vendor behind the stand. She implanted a suggestion in his mind, a subtle nudge to offer them a discount on their meal.

The vendor blinked in confusion for a moment, his brow furrowing as if trying to recall something. Then, with a shrug, he smiled at Amina and Omega, his demeanor suddenly warm and friendly.

"Hey there, ladies! What can I get for you today?" he asked, his voice cheerful as he gestured towards the array of food on display.

Amina returned the smile, her confidence bolstered by the success of her Jedi mind trick. "We'll take two of your specialty sandwiches, please," she said, her tone casual as she leaned against the counter.

The vendor nodded eagerly, quickly assembling their order with practiced efficiency. As he handed the sandwiches over to Amina and Omega, he flashed them a wink.

"On the house," he said with a grin. "Consider it a gift from your friendly neighborhood food vendor."

Amina accepted the sandwiches with a gracious smile, her heart fluttering with a sense of satisfaction at her successful use of the Jedi mind trick. She turned to Omega, who was practically buzzing with excitement at their unexpected windfall.

"Thank you so much," she said, her voice sincere as she turned to Omega. "Shall we?"

Omega nodded eagerly, her eyes shining with anticipation. "Definitely!" she exclaimed, falling into step beside Amina as they made their way through the bustling streets of Ord Mantell.

As they walked, Omega couldn't contain her excitement, chattering animatedly about everything they passed – from the colorful storefronts to the eclectic mix of alien species milling about the marketplace.

Amina listened with amusement, her lips quirking into a fond smile as she watched Omega's boundless enthusiasm.

Eventually, they found a quiet spot to sit and enjoy their sandwiches, nestled away from the hustle and bustle of the main thoroughfare. Amina took a bite of her sandwich, savoring the delicious combination of flavors as she glanced over at Omega.

Omega looked over at Amina, “can I use the force?”

Amina set down the sandwich and wiped off her hands with a napkin, “well, not really. The force is what gives a Jedi their power. But it’s also an energy field created by all living things. It surrounds us and penetrates us, binding the galaxy together. Jedi have a higher level of the force, which makes us Jedi, but everyone else still has the force, but it’s impossible for regular people to use.”

Omega listened intently, her curiosity piqued by Amina's explanation. She nodded thoughtfully, processing the information as she took another bite of her sandwich. "So, does that mean you can't teach me how to use it?" she asked, her voice tinged with disappointment.

Amina smiled sympathetically, reaching out to pat Omega's hand reassuringly. "I'm afraid not, kiddo," she replied, her tone gentle. "The force is something that's innate within certain individuals. It's not something that can be taught or learned, no matter how hard you try."

Omega's shoulders slumped slightly, her expression crestfallen. "Oh," she said, her disappointment evident in her voice. "I guess I'll just have to stick to strategy games then."

Amina chuckled softly, her smile warm and reassuring. "Hey, there's nothing wrong with being a master strategist," she said, her tone playful. "In fact, I'd say it's a pretty valuable skill to have, especially in our line of work."

Omega perked up at the praise, a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "Yeah, you're right," she said, her enthusiasm returning. "I may not have the Force, but I've got plenty of other tricks up my sleeve."

Amina grinned, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "That's the spirit," she said, her tone approving. "Never underestimate the power of a sharp mind and a quick wit."

As they finished their sandwiches, Amina glanced around the bustling marketplace, her gaze scanning the crowd for any signs of trouble. Despite the relative peace and quiet of their current surroundings, she couldn't shake the feeling of unease that lingered at the back of her mind.

"Come on," Amina said, rising to her feet and dusting off her pants. "We should probably head back to Cid's parlor before Hunter sends out a search party."

As Amina and Omega returned to Cid's parlor, they found the Bad Batch still sitting at the bar, their conversation paused as they glanced up to greet the newcomers.

"Hey, you two," Wrecker called out, a friendly grin spreading across his face. "Where've you been?"

Amina chuckled, slipping onto a stool beside Omega. "Just grabbing a bite to eat," she replied casually, her gaze flicking over to Hunter. "Did you miss us?"

Wrecker spoke up, “oh, no food for us?”

Amina chuckled, shaking her head at Wrecker's comment. "Sorry, big guy," she said, her tone lighthearted. "Next time, I'll be sure to bring you back a little something."

Wrecker pouted playfully, earning a round of chuckles from the rest of the Bad Batch. Hunter glanced over at Amina and Omega, a small smile playing at the corners of his lips. "Did you two have a good time?" he asked, his voice gentle as he turned his attention to Omega.

Omega nodded eagerly, her eyes shining with excitement. "Yeah, we had a blast!" she exclaimed, practically bouncing in her seat. "Amina even showed me how to use a Jedi mind trick!"

Amina grinned as Omega continued to talk about the mind trick she had used as the rest of the group listened along.

---

They landed on Ryloth’s nearest moon with a crate of weapons and explosives, which was their current mission for Cid.

Everyone got out of the ship, except for Omega who sat on the stairs of the Marauder. “Are you Gobi? Cid sent us.” Hunter asked.

“Along with three dozen blasters and a case of thermal detonators.” Tech added.

“Let’s see them.” Gobi said.

Wrecker placed the two crates on the ground as Echo opened up the crates. The young Twi’lek walked closer to the ship, admiring it. “What type of ship is this?”

“A modified Omicron-class attack shuttle.” Omega said.

“Can I have a look inside?”

“Hunter, can she come aboard?” Omega called out, as Hunter nodded. “Okay. You can come up. But no funny business.”

“Funny business?”

“Uh-huh. I’ll be watching you.”

“Uh…” The girl chuckled, “okay, then. Show me around.”

The Bad Batch, and Amina, stood as Gobi and Serin looked over the weapons. “It’s a start.” Gobi said. “Have Cid contact me when she has more to sell.”

He handed the container of credits to Hunter. “Building an arsenal attracts attention. You better know what you’re getting into.”

“We don’t have a choice.” Serin started to drag one of the cases as did Gobi, “Hera, we’re leaving.”

Hera and Omega walked out of the ship, as Hera followed Gobi to their ship. “Good luck.” Omega said, waving at Hera.

The guys looked down at Omega, “make a new friend?” Hunter asked.

“She’s kind of strange. I like her. Did you know flying’s about a feeling?” she asked, holding one finger up as she made her way back onto the Marauder.

“What feeling?” Tech slowly asked, as Amina snorted as bumped his shoulder, following Omega back onto the ship.

---

“Uh-oh.” Omega said, as she tried to fix Gonky.

“What’s going on here?” Hunter asked.

“Gonky’s prime power source won’t fully charge. I’m fixing it.”

“You can’t. He’s a defective unit.”

“Hunter.” Tech called from the cockpit.

Gonky beeped, tilting downwards. “Don’t worry, we’re defective too.” Omega said, trying to cheer up the droid.

Amina stood up from the floor and walked into the cockpit, along with Hunter.

“We are receiving a recorded transmission, but I do not recognize this frequency.” Tech told Hunter.

“Patch it through.”

A hologram of the young Twi’lek, Hera, popped up. “Omega, it’s Hera. You have to come back to Ryloth.”

“Isn’t she the kid from the weapons drop?” Wrecker asked.

Omega ran into the cockpit, “Hera?”

“The Empire’s taken my parents, and they’re after me now too. I’m sending coordinates. Please hurry. I need your help.”

Hunter tapped a few buttons, pausing the transmission and turning to Omega, “you have her our comm channel?”

“For emergencies, and that sounded pretty urgent. We have to go.”

“Perhaps the situation is not as dire as described. Children often overreact.” Tech added.

“No, we don’t. You heard her. She needs us.”

Hunter placed a hand on Omega’s shoulder, “Omega, it’s a big galaxy. We can’t put ourselves on the line every time someone’s in trouble.”

“Why not? Isn’t that what soldiers do?” Omega asked, as Hunter’s eyes widened and gave a slight nod.

They landed on Ryloth, in a small opening in the mountains. Omega exited first with Amina at the back. A droid with an orange top rolled out beeping.

“What’s his problem?” Wrecker said, as the droid rolled close to Omega.

“Thank you for coming. I wasn’t sure you would.” Hera said as she walked towards the group.

“You said you were in trouble.” Omega responded.

Hunter stepped forward in front of Omega, “care to tell us why the Empire is after you?”

“Because my father is Cham Syndulla.”

Tech looked up from his data pad, “the freedom fighter?”

“Yes. This was his old command outpost. It’s where I’ve been hiding. The Empire’s begun targeting anyone loyal to him.”

Echo spoke up, “what do you want us to do?”

“Free my parents from the Capitol. That’s where they’re being held.” Hunter crossed his arms and glanced at Omega, “they can pay you if you get them out.” Hera added on. “Please. I don’t have anyone else to ask.”

Omega looked up at Hunter before walking over to Hera’s side as she gave a small nod to the girl.

“Let’s see what we’re up against first. But no guarantees.” Hunter said.

---

They lay on a hill overlooking the Capitol from a distance as Chopper brought out a small satellite on his head, letting them hear what Rampart was speaking about.

“But… the perpetrators of this heinous assassination attempt have been captured.”

“Assassination attempt?” Hunter quietly asked, sparing a glance at Hera.

“Rest assured, Cham Syndulla and his insurgents…”

“That’s not what happened.” Hera said.

“…will answer for their betrayal.”

Omega leaned up, “Hunter… Crosshair’s here.”

“Great. Just what we need.” Wrecker said.

Hunter made a gesture as the Batch stood up and moved away from Amina, Omega and Hera. The kids kept looking at the Capitol with their binoculars as Amina sensed something. Turning her head she saw a probe droid, lurking behind the mountain’s curve.

She stood up and walked past the guys and force jumped onto the side of the mountain. Hunter glanced over, also sensing the probe droid as Amina jumped onto the droid, turned on her lightsaber and stabbed it through the probe’s eye as the droid and Amina fell onto the ground.

Amina turned off her lightsaber and hooked it back on her waistband as the guys and Hera and Omega walked over.

“Oh, good. A probe droid,” Tech said dryly as he examined the broken remnants of the droid.

“The Empire will know we’re here.” Echo spoke, looking down at the smoking droid.

“And so will Crosshair. Come on. Let’s move.” Hunter said, as they ran off the hill and back to the hideout.

“All my father wanted was peace on Ryloth. Why is this happening?” Hera said sadly.

“He’s a voice the people stand behind. That makes him a threat to the Empire.” Echo replied.

“I don’t care about any of that. I just want my parents back.”

Chopper chattered as he flew down the ramp of the Marauder with Tech following. “We’re all over the Imperial comm channels. They’ve increased patrols within the city.”

“Crosshair will expect an attack. The element of surprise is gone. There’s nothing we can do.” Hunter said, looking over at Hera.

“Wait, you can’t leave. I told you no guarantees. We’ll get you off world and take you some place safe.”

Hera grabbed Hunter’s arm, “stop!” She let go quickly, “I’ll pay you double.”

“All the money in the galaxy won’t matter if we’re dead. What you’re asking us to do, it’s not worth the risk.”

“Not to you.” Hera said, turning away.

Omega took a few steps in Hera’s direction before stopping and looking at Hunter, “you shouldn’t have said that.”

“Being strategic means knowing your limitations, Omega.” Hunter said, as Echo, Wrecker, and Tech got back on the Marauder.

“She’s trying to save her family, Hunter. I’d do the same for you.” Omega said, before turning around and slowly walking to Hera.

Hunter sighed, before turning around towards the Marauder when Amina stepped in front of Hunter, her hand resting gently on his chest plate as she looked up at him with unwavering determination. "We have to help them," she said, her voice firm and resolute.

Hunter regarded her for a moment, his expression unreadable as he met her gaze. "Amina, you know the risks," he replied, his tone tinged with concern. "If we go back now, we could all end up captured or worse."

Amina nodded, acknowledging the gravity of the situation. "I know, Hunter. But Hera's parents are in danger, and she has nowhere else to turn," she said, her voice pleading. "We can't just abandon her." She took her hand off his chest plate, “at least… just think about it. Maybe Hera and Omega will come up with something.”

She turned around and went up the Marauder’s stairs as Hunter slowly followed.

---

Hera and Omega came inside the Marauder, telling the group that they had come up with a plan.

“Attack the Capitol? Wh- that was my plan.” Wrecker said.

“Not the Capitol, the Imperial refinery on the outskirts.” Omega replied.

Chopper projected a holo-map of the refinery, “I’ve been spying on their activity. I know their routine. If we attack there, reinforcements will be diverted from the Capitol.” Hera explained.

“We can use that distraction to rescue Hera’s parents.” Omega added on, as the two girls smiled at each other.

“Any heavy defenses at the refinery?” Echo asked Hera.

“Five perimeter cannons, but they are unmanned.”

“Auto cannons are extremely vulnerable. Where is the control console?” Tech asked Hera.

“Right inside the main gate.” She pointed at on the holo-map, “it is heavily guarded, but Chopper can slip inside with the other droids and disable the cannons.” Hera looked up at Hunter.

“All right. You two go with Chopper as backup, but at a distance.”

“Really?” Hera and Omega asked at the same time. Chopper chattered in response.

“By themselves?” Tech slowly asked.

Hunter continued on, “Tech, Wrecker, Amina. Wait until those cannons are down and move in. Echo and I will scale the Capitol wall and free Hera’s parents.” He looked down at Hera, “I guess we’ll follow your lead.”

---

Tech, Wrecker, and Amina were waiting on the Marauder for Omega to signal about the perimeter cannons.

Tech commed Omega, “Omega, has Chopper deactivated the perimeter cannons?”

“No, but Hera and I are working on it. Just don’t shoot down our shuttle.”

“Wait. What shuttle?” Tech said. A few moments later, Tech looked at the console on the ship, “Omega, I am registering multiple explosions near the refinery.”

“That was us. Cannons are down. Do some damage, Wrecker.”

Wrecker laughed, as he went to the gunman mount on the ship, “that, I can do!”

“Hang on.” Tech said from the pilot’s seat, as Amina sat in the co-pilot seat. He flew forward fast, before cutting the speed and turning around as Wrecker started to shoot at the cannons.

“We’re getting the hang of this.” Hera said through comms.

“Yes, your dangerous and uncontrolled maneuvering is as confusing to them as it is to us.” Tech replied.

A few moments later, Hunter cut through the comms, “Tech, Omega, we have alternate transport. Meet at the rendezvous.”

“Gladly. Because there are multiple Imperial vessels inbound.” Tech said, as Amina looked at the scanner.

She stood up and went to the door opening it, “I’ll meet you at the rendezvous!” She yelled.

With a determined expression, Amina leaped out of the ship and landed gracefully on the ground below. She glanced around, scanning the area for any signs of danger. The sound of blaster fire echoed in the distance, and she knew they had to move quickly.

All she had to do was quickly find an Imperial shuttle, fly it, and get the shuttles off of Tech and Omega.

Amina scanned the area, her senses attuned to the slightest disturbance in the Force. She spotted an Imperial shuttle parked nearby, its engines idling, ready to take off at a moment's notice. Without hesitation, she sprinted towards it, her heart pounding with adrenaline as she drew upon her Jedi training.

As she reached the shuttle, blaster fire erupted from behind her, and she ducked behind a nearby crate for cover. Peeking out cautiously, she spotted a squad of troopers closing in, their white armor gleaming in the dim light.

Amina knew she had to act fast. Pulling out her blaster, she began to shoot at the troopers. The troopers were caught off guard by her sudden attack, and she quickly dispatched them with a series of well-aimed strikes.

With the immediate threat eliminated, Amina sprinted towards the shuttle, her heart racing with anticipation. She could hear the sounds of battle echoing in the distance, signaling that her friends were still engaged in combat.

Reaching the shuttle, she quickly accessed the controls, her fingers flying across the console as she initiated the startup sequence. The engines roared to life, and Amina felt a surge of triumph as she prepared to take off.

She flew the ship up and to where multiple Imperial vessels where following the Marauder and the other Imperial shuttle Hera and Omega were flying.

Amina shot down 3 shuttles in rapid succession, as the rest of them turned towards her, leaving Tech and Hera alone.

---

Hunter walked up the ramp where Cham and Eleni stood, “here’s the payment Hera promised.” Eleni said, holding a case in front of Hunter.

“Keep it. You’ll need it. These occupations are happening on other planets besides Ryloth.”

“I hoped to have fought my last war, but our people need us now more than ever. We must organize.” Cham said.

“Well, that’s not something we can help with, General.” Hunter turned around to look at Wrecker, Tech, Echo, Omega, and Hera, “I have my own people to look out for.”

“If a war is coming, it will be their fight as much as ours. Come along, Hera.” Eleni called out.

Omega and Hera ran up the ramp, “Tech showed me how to scramble a ship’s signature.” Hera said.

“We will soon see how well it works.” Eleni replied. “It is time for us to go.”

Hera and Omega shared a glanced as Hera kneeled down in front of Omega and Hunter walked off the ramp.

“Where’s Amina?” Hunter asked Tech, as he looked up from his data pad.

“She jumped off the ship while we were flying away from the refinery to give us cover.” He replied, adjusting his goggles.

“What?” Hunter yelled, as a whirring sound became louder and a speeder blew in.

Amina turned off the speeder and got off of it. Omega now stood with the group as she ran over to Amina. “Woah, where’d you get that?”

“I ditched the Imperial shuttle and found it.” She patted the speeder.

As Amina patted the speeder, Hunter's expression shifted from surprise to concern. "You jumped off an Imperial shuttle?" he exclaimed, his voice laced with worry.

Amina nodded, “technically I jumped off the Marauder and landed in the refinery, grabbed an Imperial shuttle and handled the ships that were tailing Tech and Hera. Then I ditched it in a remote location that we used during the war and hopped on the speeder.”

Tech adjusted his goggles again, “she had a 28.3% of survival when jumping out of the ship.” He looked up at her, “you’re lucky to be alive.”

She grinned, “lucky is my middle name, Tech.”

Hunter couldn't help but shake his head at Amina's daring stunt. Her recklessness both impressed and worried him, a mix of emotions he wasn't entirely comfortable with. "You're lucky, all right," he said, his voice tinged with a hint of exasperation. "But luck can only get you so far."

Amina flashed him a grin, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Well, it got me here, didn't it?" she quipped, her tone light despite the gravity of their situation.

The group, excluding Amina and Hunter got onto the Marauder.

Hunter couldn't help but admire her spirit, even as he felt a twinge of concern for her safety. "Just be careful, Amina," he said, his voice softer now, laced with genuine concern. "We can't afford to lose you."

Amina's grin softened into a smile as she met his gaze. "Don't worry, Hunter," she reassured him, her voice calm and steady. "I can handle myself. I’ve got the force on my side.” She patted his chest plate as she made her way onto the ship.

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