Whenever A Cis Dude Asks Me If I'm A Real Guy I Tell Him One Of 2 Things:

Yo.

So my partner has decided to start writing, and that has given me the idea to write as well. I've been meaning to for a while actually, but just never got around to it until now. So here goes.

The fandoms that I am willing to write in:

Hazbin Hotel

Star Wars: The Bad Batch

Any Red Hood or batfam

ASTV

DBH

Marvel

Types of fics:

Oc insert

X reader

Any gender x any gender

What I will not write:

Smut

Inscest (ex: Sam x Dean, Clone x Clone etc)

Any SA or explicit abuse

If you make a request, don't expect me to get back to you immediately. If your request crosses any boundaries, I will let you know. If you push me to write said request, you will be blocked.

Reminder: I will also write my own ideas.

Thats it. If you have any questions, feel free to dm me.

Upgraded Nova. Sorry about other versions. I'm still trying to figure out my art style. Also I will try to make more posts.

@parisiterileymoon my love <33333333

Allison and the cohosts just chilling in front. Out of nowhere Bender walks into the front room.

Crosshair: Aw shit. Another one?

Allison: *Looking at Bender like he personally offended her*

Nova: Who the fuck is this asshole?

Ya know life is good when you're watching youtube while playing fruit ninja 🙂

So.

I started this year perfectly able bodied. I could run, jump, climb trees. Basically anything that required physical activity of the lower body.

Fast forward to November 19th, where I haf debilitating nerve pain in my lower back, all the way down my right leg. Next day, I had extreme joint and dull nerve pain.

Fast forward a week, I got a cane, because I can't walk without pain anymore. And it could be caused by a back deformity.

So...I ended this year, disabled.

Writing of a small one shot with Nova when the Bad Batch ends

Hunter and Nova watched as Omegas ship soared off into the distance. It hurt, seeing her go. But after all, she was ready. Hunter got up off the rock he was sitting on and started to turn off the lamps, Nova following after him.

On the way back to Wrecker and Crosshair, a question piqued Hunter's mind. "So Nova, whats on the plan for you?" he asked. Nova stopped walking. "Well...I don't exactly know but, its not here." Hunter raised his eyebrows before walking again.

Soon enough, they were back at the house the four of them shared. Hunter and Nova walked in. Wrecker sat in the main room, while Crosshair sat at the table. "Hey guys!" Wreckers voice still seemed like it shook the walls, even in his old age. Crosshair looked over. "So I assume she's off then?" He asked. Nova nodded. "Yeah."

"Good for her." Crosshair said. He got up and walked over to Nova. Crosshair set his hand on her shoulder. "So what are you gonna do?"

"Well, I can't stay here. I've been talking with Cal. Apparently he's been busy diverting Imperial forces for the Rebellion." Nova explained. Wreckers eyes went wide. "So you're saying that-" Crosshair finished "You're going to be a diversion." Nova nodded. Crosshair looked at her, his eyes filling with tears slowly.

"Don't worry, I'll be ok." She put a hand on his cheek. "I'll always come back for you, cyar'ika." Nova slowly embraced her husband.

After a few minutes, Nova let go and turned to Hunter and Wrecker. "Thank you, for everything." Slowly she started out the door, then she stopped. She suddenly ran back and hugged the three clones. "I love you guys.." she whispered. Then she let go.

"If you ever need us, we'll be there." Hunter said. Nova nodded before walking out. She headed up to upper Pabu, where the Mantiss waited for her, and outside of it stood Cal Kestis. "You ready?" he asked.

Nova looked back at Pabu. "Yeah."

She and Cal got on the ship and took off. Nova watched as the planet disappeared from view and the ship launched into hyperspace.

"So, where to now?"

Just played VR Chat and shout out to the dude in the FNAF lobby who just chilled and played music.

Is it weird that part of me wants kids and to make a family, and the other part just wants to die alone?

Is that normal?