Rules: In a new post, show the last line you wrote (or drew) and tag as many people as there are words (or as many as you like).
Thanks for the tag @whyamismall !
Here are the last two lines from the most recent fic I’ve been working on:
She slipped her arms down to wrap around his midsection and sighed happily against his chest. Although he didn’t often say it, it was moments like this when she knew just how much he loved her.
No pressure tags: @tealmisthams @ladylucksrogue @saviinika @mschiefmanagxd @acatinwinterfell @kybercrystals94 and anyone else who wants to participate!
Thanks for the tag @tealmisthams!
I will also do both! Here is the first and last line I wrote today for the next instalment of my Crosslo series!
The first line:
Arlo merely leaned over and kissed his cheek, communicating her answer through a small wink.
The last line:
“I’m yours,” he rasped, and then kissed her, moving his lips slowly and assuredly against hers.
NPTs: @ladylucksrogue, @whyamismall, @aknightreaderr, @julijuli77, @queen-of-mandalore and anyone else who might want to participate!
He's covering with a kama so we dont get too distracted!
Ahhh thank you this was so good! 👀
Congrats on 200 followers that’s sooooo cool! For your event to celebrate, can I request a Drabble for Wolffe/Liri? Maybe prompt 35 from the Kiss Roulette prompts (a kiss against a wall)?
Thank you and congratulations again 💕💕
Thank you 💕💕
Excited for this one! Hope you enjoy!
Wolffe had given her the full tour, timing it on a quiet day when the Hand of Justice was undergoing repairs. For Liri, it was thrilling, she’d never been on a Venator-class ship before, much less seen one from the inside. And Wolffe, though playing it cool, had clearly pulled out all the stops. Every now and then, she caught a proud little gleam in his eye, as if he wanted to impress her just as much as she wanted to understand his world.
She’d seen the mess hall, even tasted the caf and the food, or what passed as such.
“I can’t believe you actually manage to eat that,” she muttered as they continued down another long corridor.
Wolffe shrugged, his helmet tucked under his arm. “When you’re hungry enough…”
“I don’t think I could ever be that hungry,” she said. “If you’re living off that sludge, I’m going to have to start sending you off with some proper snacks.”
He chuckled, glancing at her in amusement, his helmet tucked under his arm. A few troopers passed them, glancing at her curiously. But the second they spotted Wolffe, all curiosity faded, and they hurried on their way.
“Are they scared of you?” she asked, one brow arched.
Wolffe smirked. “More like…respectful. I am their commander, after all.”
“Ah,” she nodded, feigning seriousness. “Right. Well then, Commander. Where are we off to next?”
“I thought I’d show you my office,” he replied with a shrug.
“Ooo, the commander’s office. The command center,” she teased, grinning.
He rolled his eyes.
When they arrived, he activated the lights, letting her step inside first. The room was plain, organized, no-nonsense, exactly as she’d imagined it. But what caught her eye were the caf cups scattered around, all emptied. Her lips twitched in amusement.
“Don’t start,” Wolffe said, catching her eye with a smirk as he set his helmet down on his desk.
“Oh, I wouldn’t dream of it,” she said, all innocence. She moved around the desk to take a seat in his chair, leaning back with an exaggerated sigh. “So… this is where all the big decisions happen, huh?”
He shrugged, looking slightly amused. “That or the bridge.”
She tapped a finger thoughtfully against her chin. “So…if I wanted to give a trooper a reprimand for, let’s say…leaving his caf cups all over the place, this would be the place for it, right?”
“Usually,” he agreed, crossing his arms as he eyed her with mock suspicion. “The trooper would have to report in, square himself up right in front of the desk.” He stepped closer, standing directly in front of her.
“Oh, yes,” she drawled, clearly enjoying herself. “A serious infraction, this caf cup situation. I’d have to make sure he was taking it very seriously.” Her gaze roamed over him, mischief in her eyes. “Power’s gone to my head already, hasn’t it?”
“Absolutely. I’m afraid the position of being my guest has corrupted you,” he teased, his voice low.
She narrowed her eyes, standing slowly as he watched her, that familiar interest and warmth lighting up his face. “I’m quite serious, you know,” she said, closing the space between them.
“Is that so?” His voice was a mix of challenge and curiosity as she stepped closer, forcing him to back up.
“Mhm.” She took another step, and then another, until his back was against the wall, her face inches from his.
“Is this where you’re supposed to tell me I’m out of line?” she asked, tilting her head up, her voice a low purr.
“Seems you’ve taken charge of the reprimand.” His eyes met hers, almost daring. “And you look a little too happy about it.”
“Maybe I am,” she replied, her fingers sliding up to trace his jaw. She leaned in, lips brushing against his. “Now, how would you respond to this?”
Without waiting for his answer, she kissed him, her mouth claiming his. His hands found her waist as he pulled her flush against him, his armor cold against her skin, and he let out a low hum of approval. She pressed him against the wall, deepening the kiss.
When she finally pulled back, breathless and grinning, she murmured, “Well?”
Wolffe’s smirk was playful and heated and she felt a little thrill at how he was looking at her in that second. “I’d say make sure you locked the door.”
Please enjoy this Ahsoka I painted in an attempt to find some inner peace recently.
found out apparently if you want to consume content of your own original characters and stories you usually have to make that content? fucked up if true
Enjoy fellow Echo girlies
Summary: During a date night, an intimate moment is turned sour when Crosshair is forced to relive some of his darkest memories from his time on Tantiss. Arlo is there to help him through, but he's not so sure how to let her in.
Fandom: Star Wars The Bad Batch
Pairing: Crosshair x Arlo (Original Female Character)
Word Count: ~6,000
Warnings: Panic Attack
Written for Whumptober Day 1 Prompt: Panic Attack
Not sure if anyone is still following these two cuz I know it's been forever and a day since I posted anything for them, but here is another little thing I wrote for them! Chapter 2 will be up in 1-2 weeks <3
Thanks for the tags @tealmisthams and @ladylucksrogue!
RULES: make a new post with the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! Then tag as many people as you have WIPs.
Here is my list! I have ridiculous names for a couple so bear with me:
Race Force 99 AU
Crosshair/Arlo (oc): Not the First, But the Best
Crosshair/Arlo (oc): Poor sad Cross fic :(
Five times Crosshair says I love you, and the one time he didn't
Accelerated aging cure fic
Rexsoka: Love Letters
Rexsoka: Quiet Moments
Kix the burnt out medic fic
Clone Wars Boy Band AU
Rexsoka: Dark Empire AU
No pressure tags (and if you already got tagged, disregard): @saviinika, @whyamismall, @mschiefmanagxd, @empiresmostwanted, @kybercrystals94 and anyone else who wants to participate!
Just an aspiring writer and Star Wars lover 🧡 You can find me as Snips2112 on ao3 as well!
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