Iām 28 And Iām also Horny On Main (Dark Erotica) 18+ blog (If I follow you and you donāt want an NSFW account to follow you, send me a DM to let me know.) - All pronouns used. - I also do SFW content. Everything is tagged properly.
I go by all pronouns. (She/her He/Him They/Them Its/It)
I am also AroAce.
I write mostly Fluff, Humor, Evil/Dark Characters, and Dark Erotica.
If that is not your cup of tea, then you can kindly leave.
I will not be belittled or scolded for liking dark fantasy, as it is, fantasy.
What I romanticize is meant to be taken as fantasy. Never IRL, nor do I use Irl people only their characters.
Guide for my fanfics
- I tag any and everything NSFW that I feel goes too far into the sexual category.
- I hit my base point with the basic TW, if I miss one just let me know and Iāll add it.
- I put my POVās up for use.
Third (limited) - the point of view uses characters names rather than āIā. But we only see it from one persons perspective and have only insight in their thoughts. Often you donāt see into other characters heads unless they are main characters and we are on their POV.
Third (omniscient) - we have insight as the reader into all the characters feelings and thoughts. We know things other characters do not. And we see how they act always even when others arenāt around.
Second (You/Your) - these are used mostly in reader insert stories. And offer for you to put yourself as the character without a name.
First (I/me) - told from one Point Of View with very personalized touch. Unlike Third Limit, you only get one character and donāt often switch POVs. Doesnāt use the characters name as often.
- May not always have a title but will always have a summary.
- Things I am not comfortable with.
ā¢ heavy vore / death
ā¢ necrophilia
ā¢ Pedophilia
ā¢ Underage (if characters are under 16 I get uncomfortable reading intimacy about. Reason for this is 16 is often the age of most adult books about characters.)
ā¢ Non-con (like the ones that are heavy and overly realistic. I can do a little bit I canāt be detailed with it it makes me uncomfortable. I prefer Dub-con)
ā¢ anything to do with stomach acid is a no for me.
Had this thought if Luke had been just crazy like his previous masters, Yoda and Kenobi, were. Actually a super powerful Jedi, but acts like a crazy old man hermit.
Then you get Rey learning from him, and she just imitates these quirks and insane takes. After training her friends think sheās lost it. Leia just rubs her face knowing her brother has corrupted another.
This is the final art of the musical theatre star Anakin and diplomat Obi-Wan trilogy!
The first one features Anakin as Erik the Phantom from The Phantom of the Opera, where Obi-Wan the diplomat gets dragged to a musical, and the two fall in love at the after-party.
The second one features Anakin as Enjolras from Les Miserables, and by this time, they are going steady, and Obi-Wan attends the opening show as Anakin's biggest fan.
This final art features Anakin as Gaston from Beauty and the Beast, and while on stage, Gaston doesn't get his happy ending, he does off-stage when Obi-Wan proposes to him! (Come to think of it, none of the characters he plays have happy endings, ahaha!) Obi-Wan appears in another dapper suit (with his pocket watch once more!), but he had to forego his jacket because the silly man was super nervous about the proposal and grew too hot for it. I've thought about having Anakin remain standing, but I realised that he would get so overwhelmed that he would fall down on his knees. Not to mention, he'd do that so he could be closer to his beloved.
Here's another fun headcanon -- Mace Windu, the director, wanted Anakin to wear the "simpler" Gaston costume with the muscly look sewn on the shirt, but Anakin argued his head off, saying that Luke Evans' outfit was way better. Unfortunately for Mace, his almost identical cousin, Essel Jaksun, who is also the owner of the theatre, agreed with Anakin, so Mace had to grudgingly give in (bwahaha!).
Anyway, @human-rocket did a wonderful job again! Honestly, the way she brought my ideas to life is nothing short of amazing. It was just a happy coincidence that she's a big fan of musicals! I'm thankful that I got to do this fun little trilogy with her! Thank you so much, Bree! And I hope all of you fellow Obikin fans enjoyed it as well!
The argument of āYoda has lived for 900 years and only had a 120 years of fuck upsā never sits right with me.
Because we donāt really know much about Yodaās other padawans, beyond the Disaster Lineage.
We might know them in passing or heard of them. But there arenāt many stories that go in depth about Yodaās padawans like they do Mace, Dooku, Qui-gon, Obi-wan, Anakin, and Ahsoka. So itās hard to make the assumption that they were the only ones that messed up or had major mess ups. (Yes Mace Windu did mess up a lot too. His idea to go after Palpatine as he did was just baffling.)
Context clues around us though, suggest Yoda didnāt take on many younglings to train one on one. And those he did, they struggled a lot with how to be a Jedi. Even when they remained Jedi, it still wasnāt easy for them. This suggests to us that Yoda doesnāt have the best track record with one-on-one padawans. But does decent with group (even if in my personal opinion he gave them generational trauma.).
All this to say the argument is weak at best. Because it makes the assumption that only those after Dooku were the ābad eggsā. When we donāt have a lot to make that assumption.
(Btw, Mace in Canon is trained by Yoda, but not in Legends)
Reading back on this, Obi-wan speaks of how itāll all be over soon. But for whose benefit? Does he really think the council will let them be? Does he think it can go back to the way it was? Perhaps he feels after the war he can find who he is? Or maybe heās deluding himself into thinking this will all be over if they can take out the Sith Lordā¦
He asks Anakin to think of him, but you get this feeling heās not thinking of Anakin nor of the future of them. He doesnāt take into consideration the trust heās breaking, if he doesnāt he thinks itāll smooth over by the end. He doesnāt see that even without war, the path of the Jedi at the Temple currently wouldnāt allow for Obi-wan and Anakin the Dyad; but Obi-wan the council member, and Anakin the Jedi Knight.
Anakin clearly sees this, and wonder if his master would really throw him away to please the Jedi Council when this is all over. Heās trying to see Obi-wanās resolve, to feel him and know the other loves him and wouldnāt leave. But he doubts, he fears, and he spirals. He canāt tell these feelings, though he really should. Because itās not the Jedi way to be afraid.
āAre we in this together?ā Is a question that hangs between them. And everyone else answers for them. But they never answer it themselves.
I dont like how canon handles the Jedi's view on NOT being a Jedi so i am changing that.
Give me a Jedi Order that teaches their younglings that it is OKAY if being a Jedi Knight is not the path for them. That it is an honor to work in any of their Service Corps. Or if the Corps are not the path for you that is also OKAY and you wont be abandoned by the only family and home you've ever known.
Give me a Jedi Order that has a building of apts right by the temple for those of age, whos path no longer aligns with the Jedi. Where they still have access to their frends and family inside the temple. Where they are housed and fed for free while they are providd free education in what their path dictates and classes through other past Jedi on how to navigate life as a regular citizen - taxes are confusing no matter what univese youre in.
Give me a Jedi Order that responds to a padawan cutting their training early to leave the Order with melancholy celebrations. Because on one hand, look at how much their kid has grown and reflected on what is best for THEM and was brave enough to follow their path, they are so damn proud. But on the other hand, thats their kid. The ex-padawan will remain in the masters care until they are of age, but they will no lnger have lessons with them, or go on missions with them. They are proud, they are sad, they celebrate.
Give me a jedi order that has a ceromony of honor and pride for the initiates that do not become knights, but instead join one of the Jedi Corps. Where creche mates dance and play and theorize what kind of work they'll get to do. New little padawans listening with stars in their eyes when they listen to their friends talk about all the work they will get to learn and do in the Corps they chose. All the planets and people they will help, their way, through agriculture, medicine, education or just simple exploration. They'll miss the friends that will remain to be trained as Knights, but they are excited to see where the force leads them with the Corps.
Give me a Jedi Order that is PROUD of their religion and customs and way of life.
Give me a Jedi Order that is just as PROUD when one of their little lights in the force finds a new path, outside of them.
My personal headcanon is everyone gets base training of Jedi Knight. Itās less of a profession and more of a title. All Padawans are trained to be Knights. But you can also major in something else.
Ie. My OC Jedi is learning to be a Healer. So, on top of his Knight training with his master, he takes classes for the Healer Corp. and tests too. Eventually he will learn all he can bring a Knight. Graduation from Padawan to Knight aka āAdultā in the eyes of the Order. And continue his education of being a Healer.
Basically as Jedi know how to fight. And they just choose their secondary branch. This is so they all can defend themselves and use the force on some basic level.
āItās not about who youāre willing to Fall for, but who you choose to Fall with.ā
gift art for my birthday twin @voidcat-senket! they gave me the prompt of darksider rebels bode and cal, plus a little blurb (see the quote above!) and ngl iām kind of obsessed with this concept now š
I have one on Friday for a secretary position! Itās local and I feel so sick. Iāve been researching the company and getting everything ready. Manifesting Iāll get this job. Ahhhh.
Personal headcanon of mine, Qui-gon reminds me of those enigmatic kung-fu master from (very) old chinese movie lol. The type that told their student to do something random, but you will finally understand why after you've done the task.
Iām so tired of interviews. Iām tired of not knowing what to say and Iām also tired of failing. The question that always trips me up is āwhy do you want to work for our company?ā
I have no fucking clue. How should I know? Iāve never worked for anything like this before. My seeking this job because I want to see if itās a fit for me; if I can do it, not because I know exactly what Iām doing. This type of job is new to me too idiot, itās why itās entry level.
Iām sick of feeling fake and always having to lie to even get someone to like me. Iām too tired for this bullshit, Iām looking for a job not to marry into your family. Why do you care why I choose this? Shouldnāt my degree in this field tell you why Iām here?!
All this to say is interviews suck, I no doubt failed this one too, and nothing I do is working.
If thereās one thing, Poppy playtime taught me is that thereās always a backup. Heck thereās one thing working with computers just taught me. Thereās always a back up.
Summary: Cal likes to plan for their next heist on luxury ships. Bode just likes to listen to his pirate boyfriend talk.
POV: Third Person Omniscient
āSo if we keep following the farthest star-ā Calās voice cut off looking up as the door opened. A smile settled its way onto his face at the familiar sight of his partner.
Bode walked in having already put Kata to bed. Cal smiled at him as he āTook longer than usual. Was she stubborn?ā He asked him in a teasing voice. Setting down the navigation tool, and going to sit beside the other, who had heavily flopped down onto the sofa.
āVery. Insisted on three chapters and a song. I swear someone on this crew is sneaking her candy.ā Bode makes a face as Cal chuckles with a shrug. He wouldnāt admit that it might have been him this time. Hard to say no to those big puppy eyes.
Leaning his head on Calās, Bode glances at the table. āCharting our next course?ā He asked, his curiosity shining even through the exhaustion.
āOur next heist yes. Trade ships think theyāre safe on the known routes. But I think Iāve found a kink in their defenses. Big rewards.ā Cal smirked a bit enjoying the warmth from his partner.
How many years has it been now? At least 5 he thinks. Since his split off from Cere, Greez, and Merrinā¦ Cal found himself enjoying life in a different sense. One he hadnāt expected of himself, what started as a way to get back at the Emprie, turned into a hunt for easy things to sell.
Soon, Cal gained a name for himself as a pirate of all things. Perhaps he did like shiny objects a bit too much. Which is what lead ISB on his tail, and Bode to his side. The rest came easily once there was a promise to get Kata to safety, a haul of a life time, and a chance to burn down an imperial base.
Since then, itās been them and this rag tag group of misfits they all saved from the empire. But ultimately Cal was loyal only to his partner in crime. Bodeās own paranoia worming its way into Calās desire to keep those he cares about safe.
āSo, how goes the planning?ā Bode asked now from where he was now messing with Calās hands. Cal smiled brighter as he began to speak of plans, ways to board, to scare people into giving up valuables, and how to get it all safely back to their hoard.
And Bode for his part was justā¦ faintly listening. Most of his attention was on Calās hands and arms. Gloved fingers tracing down from the calloused palms to the wrist. And with it the start of a map of nothing but constellations and star charts. Tattoos Cal has gotten slowly over the years. Twirling around his old scrapper tattoo, now an elegant piece of ways to chart through hyperlanes, following stars, and words that held supposed power.
He likes doing this, tracing his fingers over the surface of ink and skin. And Cal never moved away during these moments. Indicating that he liked it too, rambling away about ideas and strategies, while feeling fingers send goosebumps up his arms.
Cal already knew that Bode wasnāt paying attention. Just but he faint hum to rhetorical questions he posed. Instead it was all held on how the way his tattoos moved over his skin. He kept talking now, less about the plans for the luxury ship, and Calās own projects he and BD was working on. But he enjoyed the sensation, the way Bode traces over his skin. Sending pleasant shivers through the force and body.
āIām thinking about getting more on my right arm. Adding the stars of the south system.ā Cal said getting a hum as Bodeās hands moved down to lace their fingers together.
āI do like it when you let me do this.ā Bode hummed āand itās much more for me to follow up to the soft frecklesā
Lips moved up to Calās shoulder and neck crease. Cal shuddered at the feeling, soft, ghosting over the sensitive spot. The other hand moved up from the small of his back to his mid back. Breathing out slowly, Calās green eyes looked over at deep brown ones.
āIāve got time.ā Cal told him, his fingers flexing around Bodeās own. āWe arenāt set to course until the end of the week.ā He almost whispered these words out in a breathy way. Catching the scent of mint in his breath, Bode leaned closer, foreheads touching each other.
āPerhaps after you can show me the stars you seek for your mapā¦?ā Bode breaths out himself. Catching the ghost of a smile over his own lips as Cal leans closer.
The free hand moving up Bodeās own back and snaking the arm around his neck. āAbsolutely.ā He promised to him, the roguish grin and teasing lit to his tone. āProvided you let me after tonight.ā
Now thatā¦ Bode was going to have to think onā¦ while also moving his hand out of the grip of fingers to loop around Calās waist and jeans.
