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“That Familiar, Yet Unfamiliar Feeling”

3, 11, 15

Aww thank you so much for the ask!

3: What’s your favorite line of narration?

Ooo great question. I honestly couldn’t decide, and without going back and rereading the whole fic, there was one passage that stood out in my mind (sorry, I’m gonna cheat and give you a small passage instead of just one line)

As her scent and her arms enveloped him, Rex’s brain was aware of only one word as he hung on the precipice between the waking world and unconsciousness.

Home. Ahsoka felt like home.

He fell into a dreamless sleep with a smile on his lips.

This is from Chapter 5: The Ones Who Survive. I really like it because I feel like it is a turning point for Rex, where he finally decides to give into his emotions and seek comfort with his friend, yet also it is when he decides to make her his purpose, which helps draw him back from the precipice of his grief.

11: What do you like best about this fic?

I feel like this is maybe the opposite of how my readers feel but I love the slow development and slow burn of the relationship between Rex and Ahsoka. I wanted to show case the little, but still significant moments just as much as some of our more traditional “firsts” (ie. First kiss, I promise it’s on its way!).

I feel like I’ve done a good job building this relationship between the two of them and I’m quite proud of it.

15: What did you learn from writing this fic?

I learned the importance of outlines 😆 I literally went back and added like 7 chapters to the beginning/middle of this fic. The original vision I had for it just wasn’t what I ended up wanting it to be, and tbh I think it woulda been much more effective to outline it first instead of writing and then rewriting things in the way that I did.

I also learned that it is a good thing to have the whole fic written before you post so that you can go back and add scenes/chapters if you need them. I definitely did that in this fic, and I’m glad I waited to have everything pretty much wrapped before I started posting.

Can we talk about Rex with glasses?

Favourite comfort clone reveal (shows you a clone that has never had a day of comfort in his life)

Some lad from some TV show

Anons: please stop drawing Tech without a shirt

Me: *whispers* I’ll never stop

Hi friends,

I don’t know how many followers I have here that read my works on ao3, but given the issues with recent AI scraping, I wanted to give people a heads up that I have made the decision to lock all of my fics on ao3, so they are only available to registered users. I hate having to do this, because as someone who did not have an ao3 account for a very long time, it pains me to not have my fics available to everyone, but with the current issues with AI, I feel this is necessary.

If you don’t have an ao3 account, I highly encourage you to get one! You don’t need to be a writer to have one, and then you can also bookmark all your favorite fics :) If anyone needs an invite to create an account, please DM me; I think I have some to give!

Happy reading and writing,

Snips :)

brainstorming squad names. i like to think hunter came up with it

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Canon x OC Fanfic Writers are criminally underappreciated.

I refuse to believe that so many amazing stories with incredibly crafted original characters have barely any interaction, terribly lacking in comparison to x reader fics. I love a good x reader fic, smut or not, but so often I see authors on here whose x reader stories get traction while their larger, fleshed-out canon x oc stories aren't read or liked, much less reblogged or interacted with. It's sad to think that these writers spend so much time working on these stories because they are so complex. Crafting characters and full storylines to span tens of thousands of words and multiple chapters...they're out there writing novels and their work so often gets ignored because it's not a quick read and/or the reader won't explicitly see themselves reflected in the story. I always stand behind x reader fanfiction and love me some great x reader smut.

But can we please stop to think that there is so much more to reading fanfiction? With some of these stories, you could get a whole retelling of your favorite show with another character in the board to change the game. You could get parts of your favorite show you'd never see on screen, but they're being brought to life by a writer who loves it so much they're willing to pour their heart out into a story. Can we please stop for a moment and think of how magical these stories are?

Please, go read some Canon x OC fanfiction. Go give these stories love. The stories and their writers deserve all the love. Reblog their stories. Engage. Comment. Support the writers blessing our fandom with brilliant work.

bellanaris | wisdom + determination

For the kiss roulette:

Crosslo and 32. A kiss while someone watches.

I’m dying to see how this happens with someone as private as Crosshair 👀

Thank you for the ask! I looooove writing Crosslo so I was very excited to write this! I think it's a little different take than you might expect, so let me know what you think!

A Pabu Tradition

Omega’s squeal nearly made Crosshair jump out of his skin, as it was rather unexpected and jarring on a peaceful evening such as this. He whipped around, reluctantly torn from where he’d been gazing at Arlo’s profile as she stood by his side on the balcony, looking out at the ocean. Arlo turned with him, and they were greeted with the sight of Omega sitting on the couch beside Lyana, her hands clamped over her mouth, eyes wide with excitement. Lyana extended an arm, pointing up above Crosshair’s head. He raised his eyes and frowned in confusion at the archway above him. Hanging from the archway was a blue flower with intricate purple stripes along the length of the petals. It was dangling upside down from the arch, which was adorned with garlands and other flowers of all kinds, decorated as it was for the Life Day celebrations. “If you’re standing under the flower, you gotta kiss! It’s a Life Day tradition on Pabu,” Lyana explained, grinning from ear to ear. At this point, Omega’s squeal of delight had drawn quite a bit of attention, as many of the party goers turned and pretended to subtly shuffle towards the balcony, forming an audience in the large living area of Shep’s house where the party was being held. Crosshair narrowed his eyes, surveying the crowd with distaste. There was nothing subtle about it, as far as he was concerned. To Crosshair, intimacy was a private thing; he didn’t understand what everyone was so curious about. Even Hunter and Wrecker were amongst the intrigued onlookers. Wrecker was wearing a shit-eating grin and beside him, Hunter raised an eyebrow, smirking at Crosshair from across the room. Crosshair huffed an offended breath as he watched his eldest brother cross his arms over his chest and cock his chin. It was a silent challenge; Hunter didn’t think he’d do it. He didn’t believe Crosshair would kiss Arlo with so many eyes upon them. Crosshair would have liked to say he’d matured since his days as an army brat in the GAR. He liked to think he’d grown beyond such brotherly competitiveness. But as he turned and grabbed Arlo about the waist, pulling her into his arms, he knew he was the same petty bastard he’d always been. And he wasn’t about to let Hunter be right. Arlo gasped, eyes wide as he leaned in close, their noses nearly touching. “Well, if it’s tradition,” Crosshair drawled, smirking down at the beautiful woman in his arms. Arlo’s bright green eyes, sparkling with exhilaration and desire, drew him closer. Without a second thought he leaned down, dipping Arlo with one hand securely behind her back and tangled his other hand in her long blonde hair, supporting her as he kissed her. The shouts and cheers of the crowd as they kissed brought an unfortunate warmth to Crosshair’s cheeks, but he couldn’t find it in himself to care. Arlo’s lips were soft and sweet as always, and his heart hammered in his chest as they kissed; he could still hardly believe she was his. When he pulled away, he kept his arms around Arlo, smiling down at her as she let out a shaky breath. The room faded out for a moment as he was struck by how beautiful she was, green eyes scrunching up as she smiled and laughed, her cheeks rosy and warm as she blushed. He knew he was a lucky man. A whistle from across the room had Arlo blushing even more and hiding her face in his shoulder with a giggle. Crosshair turned and glared at Hunter, who made a show of nodding and clapping, deferring to Crosshair as the winner of their unspoken competition. Crosshair shook his head and smirked, then wrapped his arm around Arlo’s shoulders and led her away from the eyes of the gathered onlookers who were finally beginning to disperse.

what do you mean hes fictional. i need him