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Me, The Heterosexual Idiot About To Write Wlw X Reader Fanfiction: I Wonder What This Could Possibly
me, the heterosexual idiot about to write wlw x reader fanfiction: i wonder what this could possibly lead to

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More Posts from Hollowsween
aaaaaa I've got he whole team!! they are the 147th "FM Radio Troopers" (i'm currently working on portraits) (also sorry if this is too long)
Captain Disco
Usually tired and sleep deprived, also kind of a permanent worried face, he has honeyed brown eyes and keeps his hair in a reglamentary clone haircut but a little longer (he keeps arguing that it is NOT the start of an afro, but we all know it is). Has an emerald square tattoo on his chin and two emerald triangles on each side of his chin
funfact: tired dad energy, runs on caff
ARC Trooper Rock and Roll
two idiots, practically twins, they both keep a 60's pompadour short enough for the helmets but still noticeable. Roll grew his sideburns and that's about the only way to differentiate them. They both have dark brown hair and eyes like every other clone.
Funfact: sometimes they don't even have to talk to know what the other is thinking
Medic Lo-Fi
Usually lost although really intelligent, keeps his hair in a buzz-cut and has dark brown eyes, has also a blue triangle tattoo on his forehead, when asked about it he just says "drunk"
His right eyebrow is cut in three parts
funfact: when asked, he said he does not know what "Lo-Fi" is, his general had sent him a playlist named "Lo-Fi playlist" so he just took it as "Lo-Fi's playlist" and went with that
Heavy gunner Dub
He always looks angry, even when he's not. He has brown orange-ish reglamentary-cut hair and dark brown leaning-on-red eyes, he also keeps a goatee, if stares could kill droids the war would already be won.
Funfact: he loves "The Meat Droids" (by @keldabekush ) and is not allowed pistols cause he shoots on beat with the songs
Pilot Techno
Don't let his name fool you, don't let him near you technology.
Techno has a big scar on his left temple and multiple more on his body, he has olive eyes and curly dark brown hair that he keeps short on the sides and long on top with the tips dyed electric green
funfact: he is the embodiment of "what does this do-*BOOM*" probably why most of his scars are on his hands and forearms, he is also definitely not missing a tooth.
Mechanic Metal
Metal can be usually found smiling, if you find him that is. He has dark brown eyes and long curly dark brown hair that he usually keeps in a bun or uses a headband, he also has a Black star tattoo on his left eye.
funfacts: he has more muscle than his brothers, partly cause on top of the regular training he goes around carrying ship parts and cause he trains on his free time.
Trooper Jazz
Jazz has Vitiligo and brown eyes with tints of blue that from far away look grey, he does care about his appearance so he keeps his hair elegantly combed back and short on the sides. He has a tattoo in aurebesh on the back of his neck that reads "give us some creditsss"
funfact: Disco keeps a swear jar for Jazz but its their General the one who fills it with credits, the game is that Jazz does not know about the swear jar, and at the end of the month the team shares the credits
Trooper Punk
Punk is more of a crazy soul, he keeps his hair in liberty spikes with the tips dyed emerald like his eyebrows, his eyes are a slighly lighter brown and he has a scar on his lip from fistfighting a droid, he has a "Boot Gunray" tattoo just under the neck of his blacks.
Funfact: after fistfighting the droid he ended in the medbay, drugged up on meds he said he'd "fist fight the maker if he has to"
Trooper Pop
Pop somehow has straight blonde hair, whether is dyed or mutation he refuses to say, the team swears its dyed cause his eyes are the same dark brown that's classic in clones. With the swear jar money he bought some sunglasses that he uses indoors and Dub hates him for it.
funfact: Pop does not listen to music while on missions cause he gets distracted pretty easily, but he's a really good sniper
(i think i might make Pop adhd coded but i'm afraid i'd get it wrong, ill just write my own experiences on him, even though i haven´t gotten tested for adhd)
i saw the original post weeks ago and have been working on this since then
i'm not so sure yet about the number tho
I would like to see some clone ocs...👀 pls share if you have them. Visual descriptions also sound lovely 👀👀👀
bring punk back!
Why we need punk to come back:
Racism, homophobia, elitism, classism, the patriarchy, ableism, xenophobia, and religious discrimination still exist.
We're being spied on in our own homes and information about us is being auctioned off.
Consumerism and capitalism are still the core structures to our society, and are becoming more and more integrated into out way of life.
We just accept things as they are.
Despite having knowledge of the terrible things going on around the world through social media and the Internet, most of us just tut, shake our heads, and say what a shame it is before switching over to YouTube to watch mind-bogglingly dull videos that don't even really interest us.
You can't look anywhere without being sold something.
The rich are becoming richer, and have more money than a single human being could ever have need for in a lifetime. But they still want more.
In case you haven't noticed: our PLANET, our HOME, is DYING.
Young people are bored and tired.
In school, we're being taught how to think, so that we can get a job, which will let us pay for things, that get rich people richer, simply because we exist.
Everything is too neat and tidy. Meaning, nobody is stepping out of line. We have freedom of speech (hah), but aren't exercising it.
Censorship is making it seem like we're saying what we want to, but it takes out the important parts.
Music is starting to sound the same again.
I just want something to fucking HAPPEN.
reblog this and tag/comment the OCs that would bully the fuck out of bad batch. ill go first: all of them
MY BEST FRIEND BOUGHT US ARO/ACE MATCHING SHARK RINGS!

im the aro hes the ace!
this is true aro/ace solidarity
Arms tonite (Constantin/De Sardet songfic)
Female!De Sardet/Constantin
this all came to me when i pressed shuffle and i listened to Arms tonite for the first time ever, almost cried ngl.
(here's the link to the second part)
i tried to keep it platonic but i might have slipped a little, i'm aromantic but love Constantin hahah.
also this is my first fic ever posted, constructive criticism is appreciated.
Warnings: Canon character death, mentions of suicide, angst, mother mother songs general warning.
“I fell in your arms tonight
I fell hard in your arms tonight
It was nice”
De Sardet lurched forward, stabbing him right in the stomach.
A whirlwind of emotions overcame her heart, she couldn't stop the tears as they fell.
-My Sweet Prince...-
“I died in your arms tonight”
Constantin didn’t feel the tip of the blade, he didn’t feel the power of en on mil frichtimen leave his body either.
Everything he felt was De Sardet’s body close to his, her arm around his back, and her face hidden in the nape of his neck.
-My Lucky Star…-
“I slipped through into the afterlife”
De Sardet cradled his head as she carefully guided his body to the ground.
Pained apologies made way between her sobs.
Clear tears ran shyly down the prince's cheeks.
-I’m sorry.-
“It was nice”
Constantin’s eyes started to lose color, his hands lost strength, and his lungs lost air.
“White light in your arms tonight”
Between blurry colors and fading lights he saw his Lucky Star’s eyes, she was crying.
-Please don’t cry. -
“I lost sight in your arms tonight”
De Sardet hugged him closer, like she did so many nights ago, she brushed the hair out of his face and kissed his forehead, muttering one last apology on his skin.
She had swore to protect him.
Constantin went with a smile on his face, his head tucked into her chest. Like that little kid who went to his cousin after a nightmare.
She would protect him.
“It was nice”
“And hey, you, don't you think it's kinda cute
That I died right inside your arms tonight
That I'm fine even after I have died
Because it was in your arms I died”
De Sardet lifts Constantin’s body, cradling him with utmost tenderness.
-He's just sleeping- she tells herself, ignoring the blood that paints her clothes red. -don't wake him up.-
“I cry in the afterlife”
As if affected, the sky cried the loss with roaring darkened clouds.
“I cry hard because I have died”
Thunder masks sobs, and salty tears get lost in the rain.
“And you're alive”
A twig creeps up beside De Sardet, moving on it's own, wanting to grab her arm.
She looks at it with disgust, pushing it aside.
Her grip on Constantin’s body never faltering, De Sardet was determined to get Constantin back to New Serene, by any means.
“I try to escape afterlife”
A line of small animals start to follow her, and the plants seem to come alive in her wake.
“I try hard to get back inside”
Birds perch themselves on De Sardet’s shoulders, they mourn their temporary god.
De Sardet mourns her life-long love.
“Your arms alive”
“And hey, you, don't you think it's kinda cute
That I try to escape the afterlife
That I try to get back in your arms alive
That I died in your arms
That I fell hard in your arms
I went and died in your arms that night”
The camp halfway to New Serene was gloom, De Sardet wouldn't speak with anyone, she reminisced of the little kids who ran around the castle, full of life.
That night would be the last time the two cousins slept by each other.
“I fell in your arms tonight”
De Sardet refused to let go of her cousin, the guilt of what she had done settling deep in her heart, breaking it into a million pieces.
She considered...
“Suicide in your arms”
“And hey, you, don't you think it's kinda cute
That I died right inside your arms tonight
That I'm fine even after I have died
That I try to escape the afterlife
That I try to get back in your arms alive
That I died in your arms that night”
-Goodnight, Sweet Prince.-
I fell in your arms tonight
I died in your arms tonight
White light in your arms tonight
I fell in your arms tonight