𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐬𝐲 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐣𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐚𝐧 𝐜𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐚𝐮 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟, 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 & 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐟𝐟 𝐩𝐥𝐮𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐨 💕 ☕ 🐍 🍄 🗡️ 🖤 may contain traces of pining idiots, housemates/workmates with a questionable list of rules, family closure and a full persephone-scale exploration of Cardan's power set ☕ 🐍 🍄 🗡️ 🖤 Much has changed in the wake of the bloodbath coronation. Vivi and Jude escaped and settled into a mortal life, Madoc rules Elfhame, Balekin disappeared with the blood crown, and Cardan was spirited away to the Undersea by Nicasia. Ten years pass. Jude blossoms into a competent barista and a semi-normal human. She lives a life of quiet anonymity in the city and brews a damn fine cup of coffee. Just don't get on her bad side, or she'll poison your latte with decaf. It would be a shame if a certain someone snaked his way into her life again. Pun fully intended. Seriously, he's going to be a big ass snake.

some very ooc angsty/fluffly/steamy soukoku fic c': (somehow this 600 word oneshot turned into this sad excuse for a 10k word fanfic) WARNINGS/TRIGGERS: mentions of suicide, self-harm, strong language, drinking, smoking and sex (it's no smut though...)

when a young jedi is saved by a smuggler and a wookie, she might get into some mischief.