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fujowebdev · 1 year

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✨Spotlight on Localhost HQ✨

Today we're here to tell you all about Localhost HQ, the first setting for the adventures of our protagonist (and fujoshi extraordinaire) Boba-tan.

Follow us under the cut to learn more about the #FujoGuide world and the amazing people that made it happen! And don't forget to back us on Kickstarter (and share this with your friends) so we can make this world a reality!

🏰 Localhost HQ 🏰

So, what is Localhost HQ? Well, we don't have—nor want!—all the details. The vaguer it is, the easier it adapts to any fanfic scenario. On the technical side, computers in a network use "localhost" to refer to themselves, for example to fetch a website they themselves host!

In the #FujoGuide world, Localhost HQ houses all programs that run on a user's own machine as part of the development workflow. Most importantly, the Terminal (a.k.a. Shell), but also programs like Git. In our version, Boba-tan has her very own (relatable) room within it.

🏰 Localhost Character 1: Boba-tan 🏰

Needing no introduction (ok, some introduction), Boba-tan is the author and protagonist of our zine. She was originally designed to serve as @bobaboard's own mascot by @essential-randomness, and brought to life by @ymske.

In our Kickstarter, you can see her all over the place, drawn by many different artists (some of which don't like the spotlight). For our character roster and avatar, she's been brought to life by @ikam177! Witness her in her full glory!

Want to know more about her? Well, she's the blankest slate of them all! Boba-tan is the quintessential fujoshi (or fujin, if you want), meant to embody the best quirks of transformative fandom folks: openness, enthusiasm, creativity, and heaps and heaps of thirst!

🏰 Localhost Character 2: Terminal 🏰

Is it Terminal or is it Shell? You too can now be part of one of programming's most pointless (and thus heated) debates.

Regardless of how you choose to refer to him, we all know who he actually is: the sexy live-in maid-pa of Localhost HQ.

Terminal is a powerful tool in the programming world, used to run other programs and orchestrate complex interactions between them. He also runs the show in the #FujoGuide world, and is able to quickly summon any local program, and to interact directly with the operating system.

(comic by @tempural)

Is there any limit to Terminal's powers? We don't know, actually, and we don’t want to know! Please play around with hi— I mean, it!

If you love his look (a powerful mix of Danny Trejo and Revolver Ocelot), you can thank—and follow—@mappapapa's incredible work! And if you've wondered what's on his apron...well, that's cowsay for you!

(Shhh don’t tell anyone about this still-unused version, with a terminal-looking eyepatch on his eye)

🏰Localhost Character 3: Git🏰

We've already spent a lot of time on our favorite catboy, but that's no reason to ignore him—not that he'd ever let us!

If you haven't yet, see him in action and learn all about him in our demo (link in the Kickstarter).

This time, the hard work of turning our technical and trope guidance into a bona-fide hottie comes from @brokemycrown—the master of sexiness who also helped us with the overall art direction!

(If you're wondering what the lines on his hoodie are, those are “git branches”.)

🏰 Localhost Character 4: GitHub 🏰

☁️ Cloud character 1: GitHub ☁️

Unlike Git, GitHub is not a program that runs in a "local environment"—that is, a developer's own computer. Instead, GitHub is a cloud-based service where programmers can upload their own "Git repositories" to share their code with other developers.

In the #FujoGuide world, characters like Git live in ~the cloud~, a network of data spawning around the world and a place we want to carefully avoid showing. In part, to keep an aura of mystery, and in part because mysterious places not well-defined in canon are fujin catnip.

So why is GitHub at Localhost HQ? Because Git is there, of course! The two share a powerful psychic connection. While Git hasn't yet accepted that they're meant to become one, that is not for lack of trying. Much to Terminal's chagrin, GitHub keeps teleporting to HQ, uninvited.

Once again, the amazing artist behind our favorite tentacled catboy is @brokemycrown. We'll probably keep shouting them out over and over again in these spotlights, so just go right ahead and follow them now.

(I'm sure you can appreciate the subtle character design cues here.)

...and that is all for the Localhost HQ spotlight! If you like the amazing work of our team, you can hire our artists and writers (and help us launch this project) by backing our Git Art/Fic tiers! You can also help us by reblogging this post and sharing our kickstarter link with friends, family, colleagues and Discord servers.

#fujoguide #git #github #codeblr #kickstarter #character design #spotlight

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sgt-spank · 1 year

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Hey there, I’m Sgt, and I’m the artist who brought ARIA to life in this project.

I joined the #Fujoguide project out of love for the idea of bringing Queer content creators together for a chance to make something fun and educational for people to better curate their own online spaces and experiences. Ms Boba’s drive for coming up with unique and interesting ideas is an exceptional talent, and I looked forward to working on a project that can help folks that struggle with textbook-style guides to have a better grasp on coding so that we don’t have to settle for the platforms created by social media bigwigs with pockets deeper than the Mariana trench.

This was a brand new experience for me, as this was the first time I ever had a chance to participate in a project quite this big with so many other wonderful creators who share the same goal. I’m a very visual learner, as are many people, and I feel like this project is such a good way to get folks like me engaged and focused on learning to code and create our own little personal corners of the web where we don’t have to follow anybody else’s rules. Not only that, but I was absolutely tickled to participate in something involving a lot of queer representation with a team of fellow queer folks from many walks of life.

The care and love that went into this project—and that will continue to be poured into this project—is so special, and I’m so happy to be a part of it. We have so many things still in the works, and we can’t wait to share more of our passion project with you.

Also, have you seen the gorgeous men? Absolutely incredible. All of them are hotties. Can you guess who my favorite is?

#fujoguide #testimonial #fujowebdev #fujoshis guide to web development

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whatthebodygraspsnot · 1 year

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Tag Game Tuesday: The MySpace Survey ⭐️

the genuine full-body comfort i get from macy's tuesday tag game i swear. even when i don't participate. thank you @celestialmickey. and also thank you for the tag absolute legends - absolute hotties @metalheadmickey, @gallawitchxx, @crossmydna, @whatwouldmickeydo, @squidyyy23

what’s your name? ray your sun sign: leo the last song you listened to: some sorta nintendo lofi i had on for my hellian students what are you wearing right now? black leggings, black shorts, black and white striped shirt, jean jacket, gold chain how tall are you? 5’ 6” piercings? no tattoos? no glasses? contacts? no last drink: big papa glass of ice water last thing you ate: cinnamon sugar banana favorite color: blue green any pets? boba <3 (cosmo) do you have a crush on anyone? 🔪 favorite fictional character: ian clayton gallagher a movie you think everyone should watch: song of the sea 🦭 a book you think everyone should read: i've never read a book a day in my life - i don't know how to read the last place you traveled: st joseph michigan something you’re looking forward to: i'm going to a spring equinox meditation thing this sunday and i feel like it's really gonna fix me, ya know? 🌿

#personal #hi

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madhyanas · 1 year

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no one talks about original trilogy boba fett no one talks about the guy whose whole life is his job who’s simultaneously running from the shadow of his father’s legacy and doing all he can to be worthy of it no one talks about the care he puts into building his reputation or the loneliness he’s backed himself into no one talks about how he hasn’t been touched kindly in years no one talks about how he hasn’t had a single interpersonal connection that wasn’t to some extent transactional or how he looks in the mirror and sees his worst nightmare and yet everything he wants to be but never can achieve. no one talks about what a fucking hottie he is

#i need to [REDACTED] him. a lot #im seriously @ my limit im so [REDACTED] for him rn i need to [REDACTED] bc i read ivys post about the necklace and i need to bite CONCRETE #tings #sw

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swynlake-spill · 4 months

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Hey Boba, any suggestions for who I should be hitting up in the new year? I'm looking for something new and fun 😘

THANK GOD U ASKED ME, THE EXPERT IN ALL THINGS NEW AND FUN.

I am...literally so touched. thank u little ambrosius. and now. a guide.

Camilo! to clarify: not to kiss, but to PARTY WITH. hello, you have not truly let loose until you've hung tight with MY sweetheart of choice, camilo. they will make you have a night you will never remember! (compliment)

Joy! Um hello, she's adorable, yet lowkey vicious with a devil-may-care attitude one would not expect from a lil ball of sunshine! Whether you kiss or just vibe together, i only see good things from this pairing

Cruz! i foresee a workout buddy for u. and before you cry foul, consider all the happy endorphins u will get PLUS how cute you'll look in a lil workout get up PLUS: abs. a great hottie attractor.

Rose! truly how have mim ambrosious and rose knife girl whitman not already hung out.

Vidia! yet another positive femme role model who is very Your Speed! Well, she'd argue no one is her speed but that's the challenge, isn't it?

#mim ambrosious #camilo madrigal #joy hepburn #cruz ramirez #rose whitman #vidia wind whistler #daily spill

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fishthegenderwitch-lurking · 4 months

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I started out this year drunk (terrible wine + delicious cider = enjoyable booze through a boba straw)

and my friend started out this year flirting with a nonbinary hottie

We're already off to a great start!

Im'a go crochet a spleen!

#happy year to one and all

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bobathirstaccount · 11 months

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AU - Business Trip Pt 2

You meet the new sales exec at a company offsite…

Boba x fem!reader, no smut (yet)

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You woke up bright and early. Curious if Boba would be around, you went to breakfast as soon as it began, 6am sharp. Hardly anyone else was there yet. You got a big plate of food and some coffee and ate peacefully. People started showing up, but there was no sign of Boba or anyone else that you knew. You were about to go back up to your room until the first session, but then you saw him. Trying to be casual about it, you beelined to Boba.

He was chatting with the pretty blonde from the night before. You tried to ignore that. He smiled at you, “Good morning.”

Returning his smile, you nodded. The blonde continued, “Well anyway, can’t wait for our lunch meeting, Boba.”

“Same,” he nodded at her. She took the cue and went to enter the buffet line.

“You’re welcome to join us too, you know,” he commented.

Flustered, you responded, “Oh.” You paused awkwardly before adding, “Thanks.”  He nodded, “Anyway, I’m gonna get in line. See you at lunch.” You watched him walk away. Hoping no one saw, you retreated to your room.

***  You watched the pretty blonde sit next to Boba. She leaned in to tell him something private. You were inappropriately annoyed. You looked away before it could ruin your mood totally.

“Oooh, so how’s it going with your love interest, Mr. Head of Sales,” your bestie whispered at you. Startled, you whipped your head in her direction. “Omigosh, you scared me!” You whispered back, “And…. It’s…uh… going?” You realized you’d said too much and clammed up.

She pried, “You can’t stop now. I’m too intrigued.” She nudged you playfully.

“Oh. Well.” You were torn.

Suddenly she was discreetly squeezing your hand. Under her breath, she said, “He’s looking at you.”  You got hot, “Okay so, let’s act normal. Okay. So. He and that blonde next to him are having lunch together. But - he also invited me. What do you think about that?”  ”I think he’s got a hottie that’s after him, and he’s busy checking you out.” You got even hotter. “Uh,” you said nervously. She smiled, but didn’t forget to play it cool. “So anyway, I’m totally going to lunch with you. I’ll run interference on Miss Beauty Pageant.”

You snorted a laugh, but made yourself frown at her, “That’s not very nice.”  She shrugged, “You’re my bestie, not her.”

You grinned at her and squeezed her hand back. “Well, it’s still not very nice…”

The two of you stopped talking abruptly. The CEO had started speaking to the crowd. Everyone respectfully settled down. You glanced at Boba one more time before focusing. He was waiting for his boss to speak. The blonde shot you a weird look, then settled in as well. You tried to not let it irrationally irritate you.

***  His foot touched yours under the table. At least, you were pretty sure it was his foot. True to her word, your friend had shown up to lunch extremely chipper and talkative. She was engaging ‘Miss Beauty Pageant’ at every conversation point she could.

Glancing in Boba’s direction, you risked nudging the foot back. He smiled and looked over at you for just a second. Then he returned his focus to the conversation at hand. Your friend was still masterfully controlling it. Boba turned back to you, “So, what’re you doing between our last session and dinner? I was thinking we could go to the bar again. I have another whiskey I want you to try; I think you’ll like this one.”  You smiled, feeling hot and fluttery. “Okay, well we’ll see I guess. You wanna meet right after session?”  ”Sure, why not?”  “Oh, that sounds so fun!” Miss BP broke free of your friend’s conversational grasp. Boba turned to them both, “Of course, you’re both welcome to join. It’ll be a little mixer between sales and finance.”

“Sounds great!” You and your friend exchanged a very brief glance before stating your ‘excitement.’

***  It ended up that most of the sales team was there at the bar. They had heard their new boss was drinking and, presumably, wanted to bond further with him over some non work activity.

Boba graciously bought a round for everyone. As a finance person, you immediately began calculating the cost. He turned to you, “Stop trying to add it up. I can tell, your eyes have glazed over a little bit. C’mon, human calculator, try this whiskey.” He pushed the glass towards you a bit. Smiling at his light teasing, you took a slightly bigger sip than you should have. You started coughing. It was very Hot in your mouth and throat. And very strong - you could feel it going to your head as you recovered from your coughing fit. Wiping away your tears, you watched as the blonde also tried the whiskey.

“Ohh, so warm and smooth,” she leaned in towards Boba. “I really like it.”  ”Oh good, I’m glad to have introduced you to a very expensive habit.” He casually took a drink while she laughed.

“Get another one to try. For team building,” your friend chimed in. You glanced at her, unsure of her motives.

Boba nodded, “Let me think… Let’s go with my next favorite whiskey.” He motioned the bartender over. She smiled at him while she took his order. You wondered how much this one added to the bill as she poured three fingers.

Pushing the glass towards you, he said, “You first, so you stop worrying about the cost.” You laughed nervously as you tried the third whiskey. This one was less terrible, you decided. Boba shrugged at your opinion, “Okay - so we’re going in the right direction here.” He politely offered the glass to Miss BP. She took a big sip, “Oooh, very nice.”

She continued speaking, very obviously to Boba only. But you were too distracted by the hand that had landed on your knee to process the sounds coming out of her mouth.

“Say, we should try a new category. What about gin?” You had tried several gins you’d found acceptable. The blonde stopped talking abruptly, having been interrupted. Boba chimed in, sounding casual, “Not a gin person. Let’s try your favorite.”

You got hot for a second, but luckily the name popped into your head right away. “Gordon’s!” You exclaimed.

Boba called the bartender over again as Miss Beauty Pageant commented, “Surely we can try something classier! I used to drink that when I was 16 and it was all I could afford.” She laughed.

Boba shrugged, “That’s really young to be drinking…”  Your friend shot you an amused look as Miss BP sputtered a response. You ignored her, as the glass of Gordon’s had arrived. Boba took the first sip, this time.

“Oh, nice,” he said warmly, “I’d have this again.” He threw back the rest of it. Someone on his team noticed and started hooting about him throwing back shots. Boba put his hands up. “Just the one,” he said to the crowd, who laughed and cheered him on to do another one. “No, no, one was more than enough,” he said with finality.

***  ”Okay, absolutely no more,” Boba said after another shot. The team whined. “I have to present to you guys and ladies tomorrow, you know,” he said congenially. You smiled at his demeanor.

The team bought him another shot anyway. He sat with it in front of him. He was in a pickle. You shot your friend a look and found her giving you a meaningful wink. You rescued him and hurriedly grabbed the glass. Chugging it, you snorted, “Omigosh, they were trying to poison you!”

The team laughed as someone yelled, “That was $250 you just drank!”

After promising the bartenders and security they’d be quiet, the sales team settled back at their seats. You saw Boba yawn.  ”Past your bedtime?” You winked at him, feeling definitely Not Sober.

“Yeah. It’s been a long day, and tomorrow’s another one.” He stood. He made the rounds to say his goodnights. Your rival attached herself when he left. They walked off together, chatting easily. Your bestie poked you in the ribs. “What are you waiting for! Grab the same elevator.” She pushed you off the barstool too hard, causing you to nearly fall. But she had a good idea. Without turning back, you heeded her advice and headed to the back of the lobby. You turned the corner just in time to make eye contact with Boba. The doors closed as you saw him try to stop them by button mashing. But it was too late. He was alone with Miss BP.

Instead of returning to the bar with news of failure, you texted it as you waited for the next elevator up.

-ok so like

-u have his #📱

-so def text him sumthin

You considered.

-what tho?

You returned.

She countered.

-literralllly anything

-i’m finishing this 🍹 then goingt o bed

-im def at my limit

You laughed, but reminded.

-be careful and mindful ok? <3

-btw if u think of something to text him lmk; idk what to

By the time you had gotten back to your room and the door closed behind you, she had text back.

-ok. going2 room. txt 🌶 2 him night luv u

You considered as you wished her a good night and reminded her to take some Ibuprofen. You grabbed some for yourself. You took a hot shower, then checked yourself out in the full length mirror in the bedroom. You took a couple selfies. Hm. No, it was too much. Was it? Definitely. This was work. Work, you reminded yourself harshly. But yet… he had put his hand on your knee at drinks, and had also played footsie at lunch. But was that all just harmless flirting? Your phone buzzed.

-hey. wanted to say goodnight and thx for introducing me 2 that gin hope u liked the whiskey a little 🥃

You grinned. Then you looked at your selfies again. Hm. You got another text.

-also. what ⏰ are you eating breakfast?

You text back neutrally.

-idk depends on if im hungover 😵

-lol ok lmk tomorrow morning ill c u then 😊🫂

You got giddy. You edited one of your selfies a bit giving it a subtle vignette and increasing the vibrance a bit. Having some sense of decorum, you blurred your nips and bikini area. Without letting yourself think, you sent the photo.

-[image]

-if u wanna c uncensored… i hope u remember my room #

There was a few minutes of silence. You freaked out. What had you just done? You started to feel mortified.

-i do

You waited for more of a reply. What did that mean?? He wanted to see you uncensored, or that he remembered your room? Both? Neither? You panicked again.

Suddenly a noise startled you. You jumped up, your phone slipping out of your hands. You stood stock still. What had it been? The TV? You eyed it suspiciously. Then you heard an unmistakable knock at your door. You put two and two together and remained frozen, unable to move out of anxiety and surprise. Was it really Boba?? Your Hot Guy?

Suddenly you grew bold. You ran to the door butt naked and peered through the peephole. Shakily, you undid the extra locks and opened the door a crack.

#boba x reader #boba fett x reader #boba fett x female reader #boba fett fanfiction #boba fett fic #boba fett x fem!reader #modern au #long fanfic #long fic #reader insert

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mulberry-truffle · 2 years

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Hey besties, sooo... Idk if y'all remember me from that last post 🙄💅

MINORS DNI

BUT! I would like to write more fics, this is actually a nice coping skill and I've been writing a few in my notes (tee hee🤭). I think my therapist would appreciate me having a new coping skill, plus I can cater to y'all FREAKS 🥴

So, please write some suggestions for me to write more! I can do more than Jason Voorhees & would like to expand my skillz as a lil low-key writer 👉👈

Btw I can also write for not just F!Reader I can do AFAB/AMAB, any pronouns, non-binary/gender neutral (ik they're different but all my non-binary pals are likeee only reading gender neutral), gay, lesbian, WLW, MLM, BI/PAN (like a three-way typa deal or whatevs btw I'm pan so like hiii besties), & also fics for people who are a specific ethnicity/race! Black, Asian, Latina, Mexican, ECT. (no white ppl though because there are so many other writers that only cater to white people so go to them for that content plz 💜). I can also do specific body types/parts but I usually make sure the body is never described and I use (B/T) which means body type. I made that shit up so you're welcome. I probably didn't make that shit up but it's an original thought (I think idk everything we do isn't original). Nowww... Onto the next topic hoes!

💕What I can write for💕

Star Wars (🔫 pew pew)

— Literally any of The Bad Batch cuz they're FOIN specimens

— Clones. Which Clones? Yes.

— Daddy-Wan Kenobi

— Whiny ass Anakin Skywalker 🙄

— Kit Fisto

— Darth Maul

— Savage Opress (for my size kink besties🤞)

— The Mandalorian (or Pedro Pascal in general, he's our daddy 💦)

— Boba Fett (young or not idc I'mma still smash)

— Ventress

— Sideous (SIKE if you actually like him I'm simpshaming you. Shame; Go see a fuckin therapist, or you could probably come see mine and we can work it out in group therapy)

— Thrawn

— Cad Babe 😘

— Plo Koon 💜

— Poe

— Lando 🤤

— Han Solo

— Kylo Ren I guess

— Rey

— Leia

— Luke Skywalker

— Hondo Ohnana (hear me out— clone wars Hondo 🤤)

There's probably like a lot more but just any ON SCREEN SW character because I can't afford to read the comics & I don't have a separate device to read them illegally

Slashers (slash splash 🔪)

— the bitches from House Of Wax, especially the masked one 🥵

— Jason Voorhees (obvi)

— Michael Myers

— Those bitches from Scream

Idk these are like the main ones & I'm uncultured, plus Texas chainsaw traumatized me as a kid (AS IT SHOULD). Also idk if the creepypasta homies count but I'll only be doing ones that AREN'T MINORS because SOME OF Y'ALL DON'T REALIZE YOU'RE WRITING CP

Marvel/DC (*superhero sounds??(

Literally everyone, except for da kids. No CP writing here.

I will also write Rick Sanchez shit (yeah idc he's hawt)

Literally I can write a lot, I'll add more if y'all suggest some shiz I forgot about. Plus, it also helps to get into more fandoms if you recommend some hotties 😜💅

All kinks are welcomed, so please be specific with what you want! Non-seggsy fics welcomed too like angst & fluff or both~! Whatever you want 💜

Btw other writers, I can really use some tips on how to use this damn app! I forgot how to make words colorful and I wanna do that thing where it says "continue reading" after I say the whole minors DNI stuff. My DMs are also open if you don't wanna comment 💕

#rick sanchez x reader #writing #slashers x reader #jason vorhees x you #reader insert #clones x reader #star wars smut #michael myers x reader #idk how to do tags #im also latina Mexican so yasss #smut fic

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vanishedangels · 2 years

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I Think You'll Understand

Summary: It's 1985, Luke Skywalker is eighteen, the summer is near and he and his classmate, Din Djarin, bond over The Beatles music.

Loosely based on Heartstopper season one.

Pairing: Din Djarin/Luke Skywalker.

Rating: T.

Characters: Luke Skywalker, Din Djarin, Leia Organa, Han Solo, Cara Dune, Boba Fett, Paz Vizsla, The Armorer, Anakin Skywalker.

Warnings: None.

Chapters: 1/3.

Navigation: Next Chapter ->

Luke sat down on the carpeted floor, legs crossed, Din did the same, their knees were almost touching. Din ran his fingers over the pale yellow fabric and looked up at Luke's face waiting for an answer.

Luke was enraptured by the sight of Din caressing the carpet "Please, please me." The blonde boy whispered with dreamy eyes.

Din's hand stopped.

Chapter 1: Things we said today

He was sitting next to his twin sister, kicking the desk leg with his black Chuck Taylors, drawing some doodles when he heard the teacher saying his sister's name.

"Leia Organa and Itzio Apa." The teacher pointed at Leia "You better work hard Organa, you need a good grade in this assignment, I'm serious." Leia smiled showing her teeth, Luke snorted looking at her sideways, he knew her very well and he knew she was sporting her famous fake smile.

When the teacher looked down Leia's face went serious as she flipped him off, Luke clicked his tongue caressing her temple with his knuckles, he smiled softly when she started writing on the back of his free hand.

Luke frowned trying to read what his sister wrote "Love-ya".

He chuckled just in time the teacher spoke again "Luke Skywalker and Din Djarin."

Luke was surprised, he has never talked to that boy, Din, he started looking around to find him.

Din was three desks away from him and Leia, Luke stared at him with wide eyes, the boy nodded at him and kept reading his book, Luke raised one eyebrow and tried to focus on his doodles again, but he couldn't.

Leia laughed and elbowed him.

"What?"

"Dark eyes, dark hair, hot bod, hmm..." She whispered "Maybe we should do a swap, gimme the hottie and you get that bitch Itzio."

Luke grimaced ducking his head and kept doodling, ignoring Leia.

"Alright class of 85, this is your last assignment, you better work like there's no tomorrow." The teacher said while the kids started leaving the classroom.

Luke was glued to his chair.

"Hey, Luke! Are you coming?" Leia yelled at him, standing by the door, Luke looked up at her only to find Din squeezing his body against Leia's in order to exit the classroom.

Leia didn't even flinch, Din looked down at her and then he cast a glance at Luke before leaving. Luke nodded at her sister who was still on the spot waiting for him.

"Fuck Luke, he even smells good, can we swap, pretty please?" She said when Luke joined her. Luke shook his head smiling.

"So he smells good, huh?" He joked and walked down the corridor wrapping his arm around his sister's shoulders.

"Like a man should smell! Yes!" She chuckled.

"Don't let Han hear you saying that." She bursted into laughter.

They walked towards the parking lot where Han was waiting for Leia resting against a wall, bot hands on his hips, he always looked so badass.

Luke pressed his lips together when Leia ran into her boyfriend's arms and they kissed like they haven't seen each other for years. Luke rolled his eyes.

They said goodbye to Luke and walked away "See you at home baby brother!" Leia smiled sparkling and Luke just stayed there, lost in his thoughts.

He bit his bottom lip wondering how it would feel, being in love, being loved back. He shook his head heading towards his car, he startled when he saw Din Djarin and his friend Cara Dune waiting for him.

He tried to hide his amusement, Din was one of the popular kids and there he was, boring into his blue eyes giving him the most ridiculous dazzling smile.

"Don't be long, okay? See you later." Cara said to Din as she caressed his chest and kissed him on his cheek before walking away.

Luke followed her moves with his eyes and then looked away when he realized Din had been staring at him the whole time.

"Hi Luke!" The boy said with a crooked smile.

"Hi, Hi. Uh..." He said while struggling to unlock his car door.

"So, we have this assignment, and I'm free this afternoon, so, maybe we can work on it today." Luke looked up and frowned at him, he looked serious, Din shrugged avoiding his gaze "Or maybe not, maybe you're busy."

"Oh no, no. I'm not." Din looked at him again raising his eyebrows. "I mean, I'm not busy." He considered it for a moment "Wanna come home?" He swallowed hard.

Din smiled in a pleasant way, Luke mirrored him. "Gimme your address, I need to do something before."

Luke complied, thinking that Cara was the thing Din needed to do before. He sighed looking at Din until he got out of his sight.

Din was late.

Luke was eager, walking across his room. He didn't know why, but he wanted to look good for Din Djarin. He took a shower, the end of his blonde hair was curling over his nape, he put his best shirt on, blue as the sky, and a pair of black jeans, he didn't change his Chuck Taylors though, he loved wearing them.

Finally, he heard a long ring on the doorbell. He came down the stairs in no time, when he opened the door he noticed that Din was wearing a different outfit too and smelled like shampoo. "Hi again." Din said.

Luke walked Din into his room, he was nervous. This was the first time that he was alone in his room with a boy he found attractive, he stood behind Din and closed the door. Din looked around, staring at Luke's posters on the walls, he whistled and then he chuckled turning around, facing Luke "You like The Beatles?"

Luke got excited all of sudden "Yes! Do you like them too?"

"Yes, they're my favourite band!" Din looked excited too.

Luke's smile went wide "What if... What if our project is about them?" Din frowned. "You know, the way they influenced kids, culture and the market back in the sixties."

Din snorted "You're a genius, Skywalker." He said in a husky voice that made Luke melt into a puddle.

He knew that his face was betraying him but he tried to hide the fact that Din was awakening all of his senses. He walked away and grabbed his radio cassette player. "So, uh, what's your favourite album?"

Din didn't hesitate "Abbey Road. Yours?"

Luke was enraptured by the sight of Din caressing the carpet "Please, please me." The blonde boy whispered with dreamy eyes.

Din's hand stopped.

"I mean, The White Album, but Please please me comes second." Luke squeezed his eyes shut and only opened them when he heard Din chuckling.

"You're right, they're both good." Din smirked. Luke could breathe again.

Luke pressed play and A hard day's night started playing, he smiled looking up at Din, he went serious when he saw the boy was leaning forward to take his hand.

"Love-ya?" Din asked reading Leia's handwriting on Luke's skin. The shower didn't erase the ink. Luke relished the warmth of Din's skin against his. "Your girlfriend?" He asked not moving his eyes away from the blonde's hand.

"What? No! That's Leia's doing, my sister." He withdrew his hand from Din's. "She's like that." He added, rubbing the letters on his skin with his fingertips.

"Oh yeah, Leia, that girl is amazing."

"What you mean?" Luke felt uneasy "She's dating a college guy, don't even think about it."

"Woah, no, no, don't get me wrong, I mean she's really cool, that's all." Din raised his hands in surrender.

They were in silence when If I feel started playing, Luke tried to fast-forward the tape. "Don't." Din said holding his hand tenderly "I love this song."

Silence again.

"If I fell in love with you

Would you promise to be true

And help me understand

'Cause I've been in love before

And I found that love was more

Than just holding hands"

Din was still holding Luke's hand "This is a song about a boy who had been hurt in the past, and now he wants to know if he can trust this person, he wants to love again, but he's afraid." He said absently.

"I wouldn't know." Luke retorted.

"I do know about that." Din released him looking around.

"Maybe we should start working, Din." Luke tried to change the subject. Din smiled at him. "What?"

"This is the first time you say my name."

Luke's heart was pounding fast. Was he imagining this? Was Din touching his hand? Holding his hand? Talking about falling in love? Being happy because he said his name? Was all of this really happening?

And Din. That was such a beautiful name. So pleasant to Luke's mouth. The way that short name scaping his lips was making him feel. The way that the name was beautiful because the boy in front of him was beautiful. Inside and out.

"Din." Luke said again and Din was beaming.

They spent the next hours listening to Beatles' songs, lying on the floor, singing the lyrics along.

Din was lying on his side on the floor, his head resting on his fist, staring at Luke while the blonde was singing Baby it's you, his golden locks covering his closed eyes, his hands over his belly, his head resting on an orange cushion.

"It doesn't matter what they say,

I know I'm gonna love you any old way.

What can I do, when it's true.

Don't want nobody, nobody, 'cause baby, it's you.

Baby, it's you.

Don't leave me all alone...

Come on home..."

Din couldn't help it and brushed Luke's hair off of his forehead with his fingers. Luke opened his eyes and froze staring at him.

"Sorry, Luke. You looked so lovely." Din withdrew his hand and moved away sitting on the floor, he looked down and then he stood up. "It's late, I'm going home."

Luke felt confused but followed Din who was leaving the room.

When Luke opened the door Din was stepping out and then he came to a halt, he turned around locking eyes with Luke "I'll see you tomorrow?"

Luke nodded. And Din was gone.

Two weeks passed and Din came over to Luke's house every afternoon. More often than not they shared their time listening to music and if Luke caught Din staring at him he didn't say a word about it. Din's casual touches became something common and natural, to the point Luke started touching him back. The first time they intertwined fingers it felt so right that they stayed like that for a long time until Luke fell asleep.

Din's visits didn't stop when they finished the assignment, Luke was happy but he started feeling guilty. He wasn't sure what was going on between them, but he always thought of Din as a straight guy, and him, well, he didn't figure it out yet, but he certainly didn't care about girls.

Maybe he was confusing Din, maybe he didn't notice and he coaxed Din into liking him in a way a friend wouldn't do. He was scared but he was also madly attracted to Din.

That Saturday afternoon Luke was staring at his posters on the wall, sitting on the floor, propping himself up on his forearms "I don't understand why the girls are so crazy in love with Paul McCartney." Din chuckled. "I'm serious, I mean, look at John, he's so boyish and had this bad boy vibes, he's a hottie..."

He trailed off, sheepishly darting a glance at Din before ducking his head hiding the redness that took over his face.

Din leaned forward "I don't know, I'm not into bad boys."

Luke felt even more miserable, he tried to swallow through the lump in his throat. He was being careless, he showed his true colours, what would Din think about him?

He felt Din's soft skin against his cheek and couldn't look up at him, he was so embarrassed that he couldn't face him even when Din was caressing him in the most lovely way. "But you're right he was a hottie."

Great, now Din was trying to help him by lying about it.

"But not as hot as you are, Luke." Din's voice was soft and low and Luke looked up to meet his eyes this time.

"What?"

Din hissed and then he pulled away "I'm sorry, that was, uh, I'm sorry."

"Din?" Luke moved to kneel in front of him.

Din looked nervous, his lips pressed, he avoided Luke's face.

"Maybe I'm reading this in the wrong way, and maybe you will kick me out of your house right now but..."

"But what? Please tell me?" Luke rested his hands at both sides of Din thighs on the floor.

Din looked at his hands and then his arms, gingerly running a hand over Luke's forearm "I want to kiss you right now, Luke." He bored into his blue eyes like that day at the parking lot. "I want to kiss you so bad." He repeated with cloudy eyes and a trembling voice. He looked scared but he was pleading for being kiss, and Luke couldn't take it anymore.

He softly pressed his lips against Din's and he felt a rush of heat running from his belly to every corner of his body. Din's fingers found his nape and brought Luke's face even closer, he slightly opened his mouth inviting Luke's tongue to taste him, and Luke didn't miss the opportunity.

They broke the kiss and stared at each other's face, Din smiled, his eyes roaming the blonde's face until he started kissing him again, now with more confidence and hungry to hear the little noises Luke made when their tongues tangled.

Luke rested his face against Din's, fingers brushing his cheeks and chin "I can't believe this is happening." He sighed.

Din was wrapping his arms around him, cradling Luke's body "Gosh, you're killing me boy, I've never been kissed like that." He said gasping.

Luke felt knots in his lower belly, that was surreal "That was my first kiss." He said frowning at Din, feeling he was somehow lying about it.

Din caressed his eyebrows, trying to ease the frowning "Then you're a natural kisser, babe." He kissed his forehead "That was my first time kissing a boy too."

Girls. Din only kissed girls. Luke was confused. "Cara? Is she your..." He couldn't finish, the idea of Din and someone else broke his heart.

"A long time ago, we're friends now." Din said soothing his hands on Luke's back.

Luke hummed and breathed in "What is this, Din?"

"I don't-I don't know, but it feels good." He smelled Luke's hair closing his eyes. "Please hold me, Luke, stay with me like this."

Luke held him tight knowing that when they put a foot outside his bedroom the illusion would break.

He nuzzled Din's neck peppering his skin with soft kisses.

Din groaned stroking his hair. "Stay like this."

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