Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Spread the self-love ❤️
Oh jeez ummmmmmmm
DAMN YOUR CALIBRATIONS Mass Effect, Reader Insert/Garrus Vakarian. A little humorous story about a shy C-sec officer who followed Garrus onto the Normandy, giving him little courting gifts in the hopes of being noticed and having your affections returned.
Do asks count? Cause the Blue Screen Ultron is one I return to regularly for a quick laugh. It's such a silly thing that's just so touching I'm glad I got asked that back in 2019.
The entire Dancing in Despair series I'm kind of cheating here as there are 3 fics so far with 1 WIP and 2 in the outlining stage for a total of five novels. But this was the first series I started with two goals in mind: 1) keep it rated T, no smut beyond fade to black/implications, no overt violence and 2) explore Star Wars within the Regency themes that George Lucas mixed into the Sci-fi world. It has been fantastic as a challenge and I definitely encourage other smut writers to push themselves into the T/Lite M sphere for their own writing skills.
I legit could not have started this series had the Padmenic never happened, and I had not met my SW hype Writer @novemberblueskyink. They are -legit- the reason it became longer than the first chapter one shot it was before. They are the reason I've learned and explored so much in terms of story telling, pacing, dialogue, and researching. I'm so glad to have started this series back in 2020 - with them helping as a rubber duck/novel expert - and I have every intent to finish it.
Break, We'll Help You Put Yourself Back Together Again, Another Star Wars Fic featuring a Poly!Batch x Medic!Reader. This was a mix vent for all the drama going on in my life, while also getting a little comfort from my favorite blorbos at the time. I look forward to rewatch The Bad Batch again.
And most recently: Sectarians. Of course I had to talk about the Devil Raphael! He's such a charming, charismatic, Lawful Evil Theater Kid why wouldn't I write about him?! And it gave me the excuse to write about Cults? The things I wrote my Bachelors of Psychology thesis on? Hells yeah, I'm going to write about Raphael having a cult! I'll be worse than his in-game IRL fanfics about himself and the Crown of Karsus, and I Will Write It Proudly!
To help you stay awake… how about Thrawn having a hand kink? Maybe for an SO or LI who’s an artist -💌
Thank you so much 💌 Anon! And how about both?
Grace in your Grasp
Warnings: Thrawn x GN!Reader, Artist!Reader, Lots of kisses, Think Gomez Addams, Fluff, Suggestive, Painting, Reference to Bob Ross Artwork, Hand Kink
It's intriguing to see him so often. Not because he's a professed Art Lover and collector no. But that his job and his available time on Courscant is so limited: it's interesting to see him at your art studio almost every minute he has left here. Honestly it's hard to see him sometimes, when it's clear his love of tactical stratagems is just as pronounced as his love of art. Forced to choose between ignoring his summons, or ignoring the creative process.
Ah well, he chooses what to do with his time. You choose yours. And right now you want to finish this piece.
A simple mountain landscape in the forest ,with a lake and log cabin. Just a warm up you do for an hour. Mixing and playing with acrylic colors that are quick setting. Something Thrawn watches constantly.
He's spoken before on the skill you have with handling the well battered pom and fan brushes. The effortless scrapes and scratches of your palette knives. The blend of color playing with each other. Faithfully recreating reality. Now he stands in silence. There is no need for words, not after all this time and his gushing admiration.
You've accepted close observation during art practicum, lectures, and portrait works. Family waiting while your model does their best to remain still for you. With how much time you've spent under Thrawn's scrutinizing gaze, you should be comfortable with him too. Yet, you can feel him staring. That sixth sense that tells you someone's watching your movements. Far too closely for instinctual comfort. But you can't tell why or what specifically. So you hatched a scheme.
Situating a mirror and bowl of water in your staging area, you let yourself "play" with water reflected light. Your glances to your reference wouldn't be too out there in his rhelm of awareness. Especially with something you suspected Grand Admiral Thrawn was doing. And doing he was. Each time you glaced to your mirror and water, he was staring. With half lidded eyes and a soft glow to his features. Sharply defining him in a way the afternoon's bright light would not. And while it was hard to tell exactly *where* he was looking. The barest twitches and motions from his body occured often when you leaned over to swish your brushes in the cleaning solution. Testing further, you set your brushes down mid stroke and stretched your arms out. Curling and flexing your fingers as you were trained to do for years. Saving yourself the strain and pains of early arthritis. Even the stoic commander couldn't help but follow the motions. Head turning just enough to follow your left hand.
"Enjoying the view Grand Admiral?" You asked. Trying -and failing- to keep the humor from your voice.
"Noteably so." He answers. Daring to reach out and trace your shoulder and down your arm.
"I am in awe of your talents ch'acah." A praise you've heard before. The new sensation of his fingers wrapping loosely around your wrist exhilarates you. Your breathing shifts as he steps closer to your seat. Guiding you hand up to his lips. Your other hand is captured in the same delicate manner. And gifted the same languishing as the first.
"The talent of my hands." You tease.
"Your hands." He agrees calmly. Kissing each palm.
"Your arms." He says. Choosing your right arm to trail kisses upwards. Bring in your hands down and around your belly.
"Your shoulders." He places more kisses. You feel your eyes getting heavy.
"Your neck." You feel his breath tease your nerves. Nibbling into your skin at the perfect spot. To tantalize and mark you.
"Your mind." He does not tilt your head back. Rather kissing the side of your brow. You feel his left hand leave you'd, mirrored, trailing up the same path as his lips did. Until you chin was caught in his grasp.
"Your lips." He whispers. Guiding your face to turn. The red glow a narrow slit between shut eyes. As he descends upon you. Devouring your willingly given soul and sounds. Softness turned heated as you nip his lower lip. Eager to move on. Whining as he pulled away.
"Every part of you, made to create. A talent I admire, and consider wholly bewitching." He confesses. Once more pulling your hands up to his lips. Kissing your knuckles. Appearing absolutely rapturous while doing so.
"I Wonder Grand Admiral-" you licked your lips. Panting as he pulled your ring finger between his lips. Feeling the flick of his warm tongue. "If I may be permitted to use my talents on you?"
He moans. And you feel it. Through the overexposed nerves of your finger tips, through your palm and up your arm. Where the sensation splits in two. One trail going up to your mind. Registering the act for what it was. The other to your clenching core reminding you of the absolute *need* burning through you.
He pulls his lips away from your hands. The glow in his eyes glittering. Brighter than the evening sunset beyond the windows and city. "You are more than welcome. To use my body as your next canvas."
Oooooh Ooooh can I pleeeeease get headcanons on Darth Jar Jar?!!!!
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1) Jar Jar is competent enough to become a representative of Naboo in the pre-empire republic senate. A decent public speaker and open with voting. With a few unintentional supportive actions towards single-never-mingle aristocracy (we Assume). Jar Jar Binks is good enough to represent the alien race of Naboo with confidence from his supporters and voters.
2) Darth Jar Jar has far more competence and connections socially. Think of the most social butterfly in your life, amplify them to a intergalactic corporation level of networking, and add ten more. He’s got friends in the highest and lowest places. And he does not forget debts!
3) Jar Jar as a Sith is a strange one. You think Sith lord and most of the time it’s some dark nasty fucker wanting to dom everyone and fuck the universe over (whether Palpatine is literal or figurative in fucking I don’t want to know), bring back dead wife, or just get attention and open affection of your parents who got together on a whim after war. Darth Jar Jar is more like a chaotic force of good? His interests align with a lot of idealists and visionaries wanting a better world....there are just some methods people tend to disagree with.
4) An example for his methods of chaotic good, would be the time he used the blood and bodies of a political rival’s army to build a large red library with the lowest education ranking. Donating many of the books himself. Or threatening this one shipping monopoly to offer discounts to outer rim territories or risk having some agents of his sabotage their shipping with kelp, fish, and other creatures that should not be seen above 20,000 leagues of any seas.
5) Leverages debts against people, places, even objects are not free from his scheming. Has some noble lords or generals make fools of themselves in important meetings to gain some power over another lord int he courts. Or tosses greedy lords to the masses and just enjoys the waves of gory satisfaction that flow endlessly in the force as the ruler is ripped to shreds by bare hands.
6) Has very few loyalties. And holds those he respects closest to him. Anakin never turns because Jar Jar already did. His friend and queen Padme lives, and he officiates their marriage in a public display to make the Jedi fear his legal action against such a strict and prudish order. Obi wan doesn’t kill him, and is torn over the fact that Jar Jar is really good with his saber blade when they team up against Maul. Palatine gets murdered, but instead of ascending to power like a good Sith, Jar Jar sets check and balances to prevent another coup.
Everyone looks the other way and delete the security holos of Palpatine getting stabbed by a party popper baton and the abuse of corpse charges are never discussed...Tattoos of questionable innuendos are a trend apparently.
I saw the post with Ultron and an ADD s/o; which I loved. Now can I a request Ultron with someone who has ADHD? It’s been a struggle for me and I don’t see a lot of acknowledgment in media. (They fidget a lot, forgets things easily, jumps from one topic to the next, etc). Love your work by the way!
((Oh hells yeah I can do one for ADHD! In reference to this: https://khapikat222.tumblr.com/post/184794128618/how-is-ultron-with-an-so-who-has-add-like#notes))
Like any other MI, Ultron does his reading. Delves deep into the medical and personal forms for any trick or quirk he should be aware of. If not for helping you, then for himself.
Once more: if you’re incredibly forgetful about your medicine or appointments he’ll work with you and your doctor to get a system set up. Never takes any charge in your health with two exceptions: 1) You consented or asked for his aid. Or 2) You’re in a medical emergency and are unable to make any comments on your health. (Unfortunately a more common occurrence with his fights against the Avengers.) He tries not to overstep his boundaries until it becomes necessary.
Stimming is surprisingly easy to work with. You were often enamored with the synchronicity and wielding grinds of his assembly line. Content to listening to the sizzle of metal, the crackle of electricity, and constantly forgetting important appointments. Visually the bright sparks of fire against the cold grey and shining silver would sooth you so. If you were not working or sleeping Ultron could find you in the catwalks above, watching the beauty below. the rhythmic taps of your fingers and toes in tune with his work.
If you’re more sensitive to the shrieking metal and wielding flames. You were more likely sitting near the furnace, where the unfiltered Vibrainium was smelted and formed. Watching with rapture as the “forbidden stim” would pour over the molds like smooth chocolate. the snaps and crackles as the cooling agent met the molten metal.
Secretly takes some time to enjoy some Stims of his own if you show some of your favorite.
He never gets annoyed by your fingers tapping on the table top. Nor foot bouncing. Or fidgeting with a spinner or cube. You have your needs, and he knows it helps you focus. The only issue he would have with your fidgeting is if it was harming yourself. While he doesn’t like interrupting your natural needs, he has limits.
Being more bouncy with your thoughts is not an issue. Ultron rarely gets lost. If anything He finds the connections to your jumps incredibly fast. Outside of the personal understandings Ultron makes a private game of connect-the-dots with every conversation. And doesn’t forget a single moment. He doesn’t brush you off unless it’s an emergency or you really should be focusing on something else. There was a memorable 20 minute conversation where you had somehow traveled from Avengers battle tactics to a random fact about Chemical properties of turnips.
Just like the other post there are moments where he’ll flake, he’ll snap back, get frustrated. Sometimes he;ll ask you to slow down. But he knows his limits, as do you (mostly). Ultron takes the time to calm down before a little disagreement could dissolved to war. Never perfect, he never claimed perfection, but adaptable and learning.
6 Headcanons on: Making out with Ultron.1) They always start off soft. Ultrons a needy bot and demands affection. And is very careful with his sharp edges with your soft lips.2) Kissing is the most addicting physical activity after integrating a tactile sensors system. Sex is too much some days, especially during the trial period. But kisses are just enough to be too much and too little.3) You joke one day about missing the French kiss with previous partners. The next day your getting into a tongue war with a micro platted metal tongue. (He's working on that nano shit be patient.4) obligatory dip-and-kiss is required once a day. No excuses. Even if the Avengers are attacking. Hell he'll kiss you just to gross the more childish Avengers (AKA. Tony/Clint)5) his favorite place to just hold and kiss you in next to the window. Him laying against the wall, with you in his lap. At night. With either the city lights glittering below, or the stars shining above. 6) second favorite is in the morning on the bed. He wakes you up this way. (Unless he's feeling mischievous then he'll jump in the bed to bounce you out.
It wasn't often you were worried for Ultron. He had been destroyed, blown up, melted down, and had many a plan foiled by his foes. Actually it was more reasonable to be worried about him.But Ultron for all his bluster and grandstanding. Was alive. Based and humanity. And needed to cuddle once in a while too.So you two would sit on the couch. More accurately you would sit in his lap playing a game on your phone, and he would wrap around you. Holding you close while he worked on coding from a tablet he built. Your back to his chest. His chin resting atop your head.Sometimes you two would fall asleep like this. Sometimes you faced him and just kissed him softly while he worked. No matter what, this cuddling was instigated by Ultron. Often after enduring such brutality in battles."You wanna talk about it?" You asked. You had asked before. Every time he would pull you aside to hold you like a teddy bear."No." Ultron replied. Setting aside the tablet to wrap both arms around you. You could feel his head shift. The clicking if parts as he set his metal lips to the back of your head in a kiss."Okay." You turned your head enough to for him to get the hint. And the two of you made out on the couch.He has endured a lot in his life. Much from the foils of his problems. But here, with you, he found safe harbor. Able to satisfy an ancient organic craving, with no judge or jury to persecute his advanced evolution.The kisses were bonuses.
May I please have sfw headcanons for Angor Rot doing very subtle but extremely romantic things for a S/O?
6HCs of Angor Rot Doing Romantically subtle things!
1) Being a master Trollhunter Assassin has it’s perks. The first being stealth, the second: Using skills not to kill. You’ll never know who or what leaves these little gifts for you to find, but they’re amazing none the less, you just wish you could thank whoever the gift giver is...
2) Having a lot of practice in such few non lethal skills: Angor Rot crafts, most of the gifts you find are carvings. some of them are the simplest animal designs. some are so delicately carved in a manner you would believe the formation of stone to be natural. the truly fascinating ones are the stone/geode mixes, where the grey stone takes the form of some being (more often a human figure of your likeness) and the mineral becomes a patch of flowers cascading with your hair, or a smooth shield marked in a strange family crest.
3) There are days however after remarking on needing something for your own projects, you'll find the item in the right size, shape, material on your doorstep. the camera you have on the porch never catching the generous being.
4) In the effort to laugh at danger, you’ve taken to walks at night. if you’re really brave you walk down the dark paths of the forest near your home. with some sort of protection of course. Yet you never seem to run into anything dangerous. on the contrary: the walks seem to come from a fantasy novel.
5) in relation to number 4. The walks seem to be unreal because there are softly glowing stones that mark your path. Fireflies light up the night, and more stones carved in the image of flowers you’ve never seen in California, provide enough light for you to take in everything. yet not chase away the darkness of the night you enjoy.
6) As you get more comfortable with the gifts and the nightly walks, Angor Rot slowly introduces himself. never stepping into the light of the path at first. but follows you in shadow. Partaking in conversation, reciting poems, and rarely when you’re both comfortable and clear in intentions: He’ll sing some sonnets.
BONUS 7) It’s when he starts singing and your admission of returned affect that he show’s himself. Letting you decide if you wish to continue a relationship with a troll. But you’re so far in and have never known him to be anything other than elegant and kind, it’s still a shock when you say yes.
Can I get some soft affectionate headcanons for Baron Draxum, Meat Sweats, and Repo Mantis?
Baron Draxum: Is not into the Public Displays of Affection. There are a lot of prejudices and bad memories with humanity to prevent him from doing more than offering an arm at a soirre. In the safety of his home or somewhere he feels comfortable enough, you can expect more hand holding, soft spoken words of affection, a chaste kiss or five. He has to feel comfortable and set the limits, but goes full ham in romance when he is.
Meat Sweats is all about that traditional date night: a time to pick up, a nice dinner with fancy food made by the best chef in the world, an evening of appropriate actives, and returning you home before 11pm at the latest. He makes the meal himself, brings you flowers, and courteous the entire time. Although absorbing mutants that dare to interrupt your time together is a bit much, It’s only a small hick up. Absolutely a cuddlier.
Repo is not big on PDA. But gets comfortable watching tv shows and petting cats: that is bonding enough. He does like having you sit beside you while watching films, and sharing emotional conversations ranging from fluffiest cats to hilarious job stories. Just hanging out is enough for him. Doesn’t mean he doesn’t have his softer moments.
