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throwback to that one time when everyone was drawing soldier in a dress for new years
happy new years everyone
SOMEONE WROTE A STEDDIE FIRST KILL AU
CABBAGE GON AND VAMPIRE FUCKHOUSE PLEASE SHATOU OMG
LMAO OKAY SO
cabbage gon was the wrong one, that one i already posted, it was a prologue to the real wip called QuiObiAni which is something i wrote with @demdias aand here’s a snippet
Naboo is as idyllic as ever, though there’s no time to enjoy it. Padmé greets him as soon as he lands in the royal hangar. The awkwardness of being ex-spouses is blissfully eclipsed by the urgency of the situation, as Anakin is led down a bridge into a side tower. It may be Padmé’s own home, but she speaks in a hushed, hurried voice. "He arrived two days ago and I couldn't believe my eyes. He wanted to see you."
"Hold on. Who are you talking about?"
Padmé stands by a door (a private room, he wonders? This is where the guest suites are) and taps in an access code in lieu of answering. Anakin gives her a perplexed look as it slides open, but she merely tilts her head, so he takes his first step inside.
Someone stands in the middle of the room. Tall, with long oak brown hair pulled back behind the head.
Qui-Gon Jinn turns around, and Anakin's hand flies to his saber hilt in shock.
and here’s a snippet from vampire fuckhouse which is also quiobianin and also something i wrote with @demdias (oh god this is horribly unedited i am so sorry)
The police station is tiny, ugly, and empty, save for the cop who’s half dozing off. From behind the bars, Anakin stares mournfully at his cell phone and helmet on the desk, confiscated. He has been here since daybreak. Now it’s sunset again. Adrenaline has run out. Even the memories don’t feel as fun anymore. He’s spent the day chewing his nails, trying to imagine what Obi-Wan would say, would ask - and how he would answer. He doesn’t know.
Anakin looks up when he hears footsteps. He rises to his feet immediately, coming up to the bars. The lock clangs and the door swings open. Anakin steps out, gaze sullen and downcast. He doesn’t look at Obi-Wan in the face; he can feel Obi-Wan’s eyes boring holes into him. The cop pats him on the back and Anakin glances at him, irritated.
“Must be hard raising a kid alone,” the cop says, eyes on Obi-Wan voice hushed and far, far too sympathetic for Anakin’s liking. “My mom did too, till she remarried when I was about ten.” And then he sets a hand on Obi-Wan’s shoulder. “You know, if you ever need any help, I—“
“Piss off.” Anakin hisses, wedging himself between them.
hii! if requests are open would you mind writing one that’s draco x gryffindor, where she ‘kills him with kindness’ and they fall in love even though everyone disapproves? thanks so much💜
i struggled with this request a bit but finally managed to make something sort of decent. hope you like it! xx
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If the Slytherin Prince himself had the strange power of the Sorting Hat — or, perhaps, because of a ridiculous accident turned into it — he would have put you in Hufflepuff, rather than Gryffindor. That house, with it’s loud red colour and loud pride and loud mouth left nothing but distaste — they are rough, they lack grace, they are pompous and obnoxious. And he, for the life of him, cannot understand how you fit in with them, why you, possessing a certain softness of tone and of look, stand as a lily in a sea of red. He would have put you in Hufflepuff, in the warm colours of the sunflower that would have complimented your complexion and your personality. His friends would not glare at you and would not comment on your imperfections if you were, simply, from a different house. Alas, he is not the Sorting Hat, and after four years he still does not phantom why, once it barely touched your heard, it screeched “GRYFFINDOR!”.

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Last movie: Princess Protection Program bc I wanted to see if it was as good as I remembered (it was!)
Currently watching: Not really watching any shows right now? Rip? If you mean right this second, then I’m watching someone play Oxygen Not Included slkdfjkdsf
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ok i got the mcc drawing all planned out..... except for phil
fucking help me
Inspired by a FE blind sketch switcharound....
We present u...
...Rabba...