swpromptsandasks:

Things Moddy will
not do, will not write!

Genderbent (like
honestly I don’t see how that changes the story)

Vore (EDIT: NO ONE RESEARCH VORE, I AM SO SORRY!!!)

Furry

Underage action
(crushes are fine)

Period jokes
(…really? In 2017? Oh no women bleed out of their vagoos and get
angry once a month. HEAR MY SARCASME)

Bodily fluid kinks (you know what it
is)

Cutting (Just…no.)

Incest (wait, do the clones count? I
mean they are CLONES…I’d totally bonk my own clone…)

This list may be expanded if I
encounter more things that makes me stop dead in my tracks.

Love Moddy!

For the newer readers and prompters, I now reblog this once again.

And for the genderbent thing since this is the reoccuring thing, there is SO many strong characters one could ask for *huggles Ahsoka plushie* (Ps, that doesn’t mean I don’t like them or get why others like them. I just don’t see why you have to change Anakin’s gender when you just as well could put Ahsoka in his place or even into Obi-Wan’s. Anakin as a female or male is still going to have the same personality and choice I wager)

No Self harm.

No paring with Palpatine (just ugh no)

No RexSoka (I know the clones are 10 but physically they are a lot older and Ahsoka is 14 in clone wars. If you want me to write some paring with her, we have to go up to Star wars Rebel’s age or something)

Actually Ahsoka in a paring with an adult in clone wars period. Crushes are fine, but I’m not writing her in a paring when she’s so young.

Edit:  I apparently need to say that but NO beastality prompt. Servalo Obi-Wan does not consider any humans in a sexual manner, like…no. Just no. I can’t believe I have to write this considering Furry is already on the list.

Do you ever get sad or angry at lack of responses to your stories?

Well, not sad or angry.

I do get a bit discouraged at times though, especially when I’m not
in a good mood to begin with. Comments or tags tend to make me perk
up and I do at times go back to certain drabbles I know got comments
to read them and get myself rocking again so I can pump more out
because sometimes my brain feels squashed when my mood is on the low.

Love Moddy.

Moddy: …Okay I hate asking this because you’re usually full of
terrible ideas but are you okay?

Brain: *is a melted puddle*

Moddy: …Yeah I figured as much, with the heat wave in Norway and
all and me not drinking enough since I was busy babysitting nephew
most of the day

Brain: Ice…cold showers… please

Moddy: Hang in buddy, nightfall soon and colder temps… soon

Moddy: …Okay I hate asking this because you’re usually full of
terrible ideas but are you okay?

Brain: *is a melted puddle*

Moddy: …Yeah I figured as much, with the heat wave in Norway and
all and me not drinking enough since I was busy babysitting nephew
most of the day

Brain: Ice…cold showers… please

Moddy: Hang in buddy, nightfall soon and colder temps… soon

Story time with Moddy!

So once upon a time, and by that I mean like eight years ago, my dad
got a bag of weird bird seeds. Out of those seeds that the birdies
did not eat a kind of poisonous thing called james something grew
first and they are not native to Norway.

But the weirder part comes after because one day we took a closer
look on two of those plants that proved to marijuana plants.

This is the story of how Moddy’s family unwittingly grew marijuana
in their garden and how her dad disposed of them under the cover of
darkness once we realized we had both male and female marijuana.

Story time over.