#these all look so pretty together ooo aaah

[peekychu]

Saw some ppl on my dash posting their fav albums, here are mine even tho I wasn’t tagged xD

#these all look so pretty together ooo aaah #I did my like . recent faves but if it was All Time I’d have to have abbey road and plastic beach

[jasontoddiefor]

Absolutely begging for the trans WWX who’s living her best life as Lady Mo, I’m obsessed with this au

(Also I just want you to know there is now a crack version of this incredible au in my head where upon meeting “Lady Mo” playing Wangxian for Sizhui, Lan Zhan has a full on falls to his knees clutching WWX’s going “you’re as beautiful as the day I lost you” alla HTTYD 2, gets a dramatic (to Sizhui, read confused for WWX) “Lan Zhan!?” in response and the Lan Zhan (in an actual miracle of being able to communicate) goes “I raised A-Yuan all of these years for you, I’ve raised our son into a wonderful cultivator” (the miracle has ended, and WWX is currently bluescreening trying to connect the dots of teen I am traveling with is baby I loved what do you mean our son ooo wait Lan Zhan thinks I’m pretty!)

And thus creates the misunderstanding for Sizhui that “Lady Mo” is actually his apparently not-dead mom who’s apparently been vibing as a wandering musician for the past 13 years. Sizhui goes through the five stages of grief before settling on “I can work with this” as a-niang starts showering him with affection and apparently thought he was dead and thus began Sizhui’s grand scheme of luring his incredibly oblivious mother into marriage with his father and it becomes “unstoppable force vs unmovable object, second times the charm on baby trapping, right?” adventures.

This doesn’t matter but it’s important to me that you know this popped into my head. This au is absolutely incredible and there is so much comedy gold. NHS has been left alone in the group project but he still manages to scramble together enough to pass decently, good for him)

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aaah I'm flattered to hear that!! and tbh, it's not so much that NHS has been left alone in the group project but that he decided on the project and then didn't call anyone to do their parts. never got to write it but i figured the whole reveal would go sth like this:

Gusu doesn't look like Wei Ying remembers it, but it has been decades since her attendance. After the war, well, for all that Lan Zhan had asked her to visit, she'd never accepted it.

And look at her now! Going to the Cloud Recesses voluntarily, accompanied by Lan Zhan's little juniors. They're good kids, polite and inquisitive and opinionated and so very alive. She wondered how much Lan Zhan must have changed in the last years to raise them this well.

What if Wei Ying doesn't recognize him at all? No, that can't be. Lan Zhan was too memorable for Wei Ying to ever forget a single detail about him.

"Just ahead now, Lady Mo," says Lan Sizhui. "I'm not sure if my father is home. He's taken to traveling more...."

He trails off, his face splitting into a smile as he looks ahead. "He's there!"

Wei Ying expects some unfamiliar Lan, but no, standing there is Lan Zhan. He looks older, refined, and happy at their return.

Oh, thinks Wei Ying. I always want him to look at me like that.

Playing the dizi isn't always for pleasure, especially chenqing, summoning all kinds of evil, but the song Lan Zhan taught him is like homecoming. Wei Ying watches in delight as Lan Zhan's eyes widen in recognition, she thinks.

The juniors look at her in wonder, but Wei Ying pulls the dizi from her lips with a smile.

"Lan Zhan!" she calls, "Lan Zhan, I heard you're walking around, clearing my name!" And then, just for pleasure, just for herself, she calls his name again. "Lan Zhan, I've been traveling! I've seen the world and it's alive."

I'm alive, I'm here, won't you ask me to come with you a final time?

Wei Ying can't place Lan Zhan's expression until it breaks into something hopeful, something grieving, something lost.

"Wei Ying?"

#the untamed #wangxian #lan wangji #wei wuxian #lan sizhui #ask #anon #fanfic

[suckishima]

Heyyo! So like I’ve been rereading the manga (and crying of course coz cmon) due to the lack of season 5 info lolll. Rereading the Nekoma match made me extra emotional and I can’t wait for it to get animated!!

Anyway I just wanted to ask what are some scenes or chapters from the match you are personally looking forward to see animated (with the brilliance of the music and animation and voices ahhhhh!)

Personally, I loved everything between Tsukki and Kuroo hehe and Gosh I’m gonna cry when the birdcage imagery as well as the “dagger fight” between Kenma and Hinata.

PS. I’m looking forward to reading your new fic soon! (when real life calms down for a bit lol)

Love your blog! Hope you have a great day (or night)!!

Aah, I'm with you, I can't wait for season 5! I think about it almost daily. I'm really really hoping we get an announcement for it at this year's Jump Fest in December.

And ooo, definitely looking forward to everything you said! I'm super curious how they're gonna animate both the knife fight and the birdcage moments, I feel like they're gonna be so hype.

I actually just skimmed that chapter that focuses on Tsukki and Kuroo the other day and aaah I forgot how good it was too!! Their dynamic is one of my favorite ways that Furudate portrays the line between mentor and rival during the whole Nekoma match, and ooo I'm so excited to see Kuroo get annoyed at Tsukki for taking his advice and using it against him haha. The whole thing is such a good example of the connect theme and how connecting on both sides of the net is just as important as connecting to your teammates.

I'm super super looking forward to seeing all the stuff about Tsukki and Yamaguchi's serve and block. Their friendship and the way they both grow separately in order to grow together and push each other ahead is so subtle and one of my favorite's throughout the series, and I really love how it's always tied to volleyball too, just aah, connect theme coming in strong again. I can't wait to hear Tsukki's VA do the "thanks to everyone sometime's it's pretty fun" line. I know it's gonna be good, I know it. (also curious how they're going to translate the "he's always been one step ahead of me" line bc I've seen it a few ways and I hope they get the message across well lol)

And then ugh allllll the Kenma and Hinata stuff, beyond just the birdcage and the knife fight. Can't wait for Kenma to collapse and say it's fun, for Hinata to declare that he won and then Kenma's "i hurt. i’m exhausted. i don’t ever want this to end" line, and just Kenma full on feral screaming too. Again, I KNOW his VA is gonna do a great job.

Of course also can't wait for the final rally shot where it transitions from the Tokyo training camp gym back to the Nationals stadium, I can't wait to see how they do the music then, really hoping for some callbacks to season 2 to add to the nostalgia.

I know there's more but it's been a while since I've read the match haha, but tbh I'm looking forward to all of it and talking about it just now has me so excited lmaooo.

#and thanks for the interest in my fic!! it focuses a bit on those tsukki/yamaguchi themes i mentioned here lolll #ugh i need to speed up my reread so i cant experience the karaneko match again lol #hq #hq manga spoilers #ask #anonymous #also sorry for not answering last night i was very tired and brain could not remember a single thing that happened in the match asdhjda #karaneko #connect

[cloversweets]

a cozy morning

you and raihan (and maybe flygon, too) share a domestic, cuddly morning together.

pairing: raihan x reader

genre: pure marshmallow fluff

notes: read on ao3! my first proper reader insert fic!!! kicking it off right with some raihan fluff <3 i hope everyone enjoys... let me know what you think! (psst... requests are open!)

You’re drowsy when you first wake up, and it takes a long while for you to pull yourself out of the warm, comfortable haze of sleep. 

Everything around you comes into focus slowly; first, it’s the hustle and bustle of traffic outside the bedroom window, distant enough that it’s comforting rather than startling.  Then it’s the heavy weight pressing your feet into the comfortable mattress, and the slow, steady breaths of whatever Pokémon is using you as its own little pillow. Finally, once you start to really rouse yourself from your sheets and attempt to clear your sticky eyes, you start to feel the weight of the warm, strong arms around you, pressing you into an even warmer chest.

“Good morning, sleepyhead,” Raihan says, his voice tickling your ear, and you grumble back the best approximation of a greeting you can muster. He chuckles, and you wriggle your shoulders, not appreciating being laughed at so early in the morning. Well. Maybe early in the morning.

“Wha’s th’ time?” you mumble, finally making an attempt to wake up a bit more - not that turning over to snuggle further into Raihan’s firm chest is much of an attempt, but still. It’s a bit of a fight as the weight on your feet doesn’t budge a bit, so you think it counts as hard work. 

Raihan’s hand moves to your hair, stroking it back from your face. “It’s almost 12 in the afternoon,” he says, laughter in his voice, and you feel his chest shaking in response to your groan. “I woke up hours ago, you know.”

“I guessed,” you grumble, shifting to peer up into his face. “You were training, right?”

He hums in agreement, his eyes moving between you and his Rotom Phone. “I was up and at it at 7am,” he says, and you can see his mouth twitch when your brows furrow. “I didn’t want to disturb you, though. You’ve been working hard lately, Champion.”

You sigh, shrugging a little. This is the first day off from interviews and press releases and autographs and whatever else in a while, but you don’t want to get too lazy - only because you’ll make sleeping until near-noon a habit. “Wake me up next time,” you reply, your voice muffled by his shoulder. “We can train together. Anyway, you’re back in bed now, hm?”

Raihan pulls away from the Rotom in front of you, meeting your eyes with a wink. “Well, how was I supposed to resist? Coming in from such hard training to see you, snuggled up with my pillow in our bed, all alone - what man could?”

You shake your head harder with each word he says until you’re almost dizzy, laughing giddily regardless. “Stop it, you cheesy weirdo,” you scold, but his arms just wrap around you tighter, making you giggle. He pulls you in close enough to peck you on top of the head, and you admit defeat and shuffle further into his warmth. “Anyway, training! Wake me up next time, and we can go together.”

“Sure,” Raihan agrees, easy to please. “I got some cool training shots today, you know.” 

You shift to sit up to look at his Phone, but move quickly enough that you disturb what turns out to be Raihan’s sleepy Flygon. He chirps at you from the end of the bed, annoyed that you disturbed his post-training nap, before he rolls over onto his back, showing off his belly expectantly and waiting for the apology rub he knows is coming. As you lean forward, Raihan takes the opportunity to rub your bare back where the quilt has slipped down, and you giggle a little.

“Lean forward and show me?” you ask, glancing over your shoulder. Raihan is already watching as you pet Flygon’s soft underbelly, and the warmth in his eyes has your face flushing under the attention.

He does as you say, though, and leans in until his bare chest is touching your back. “Of course,” he says, leaning in to press a kiss to your shoulder as his Rotom Phone flies from his hand to hover before the two of you. You ‘ooo’ and ‘aaah’ dramatically at the appropriate times, giving Raihan cheeky looks every now and then as the pictures progress to him looking a little sweaty in his casual fitness gear, showing off the lithe muscles his heavy hoodie usually hides.

“Like I said,” he says after a while of teasing one another, Rotom still flicking patiently through the who-knows-how-many pictures he’d taken at training. “You’ll have to come training with me soon. You’ll also have to help me choose some pictures to post, yeah?”

“Me?” you ask incredulously, pausing your strokes on Flygon’s belly. You’re so shocked you don’t even realise until his back paw taps your leg, giving you a passive aggressive reminder to keep up your petting. Making decisions on Raihan’s socials were, relatively speaking, a big deal. “Wow, you’ve never let me pick before.”

“Well, I didn’t mean from these,” Raihan says, and you can’t help but pout, opening your mouth to scold. Raihan stops you quickly, though, pressing a finger to your lips. “Ah-ah. I mean some pictures of us training, Champ.”

“Oh,” you say, your voice muffled by the finger still on your lips. “You wanna post something with me?”

Raihan’s grin grows sharp and cheeky, and you know that look on his face means he’s about to lay the flirting on heavy. “Well, there’s no better way to show off than by posting on social media about it, right? Plus, can you imagine the clout I’d get by posting a picture of Galar’s Champion alongside Galar’s most popular, handsome gym l-”

Your brow furrows further, and Raihan’s grin grows sheepish.

“Sorry, I misspoke,” he says, sugary sweet and totally sucking up to you. “I meant, Galar’s most popular, beautiful, amazing, wonderful Champ-”

You shake your head, finally pushing his finger from your mouth. “Okay, baby, that’s enough.”

Raihan snickers a little, but snakes an arm around your tummy and pulls you flush against him. You hum, leaning into him. Flygon makes a displeased noise again, but gives up trying for attention, snuggling back down into your comfy duvet.

“So? What do you say?” Raihan asks, and his voice against your ear makes you shiver. “Wanna do a little photo shoot with me, sweetheart?”

You hum contentedly. “It’s a date, pretty boy,” you eventually agree, reaching back to ruffle his hair, free from his hood for once. “But there’s something to agree on first.”

“What’s that?”

“We stay in bed all day today.”

Raihan laughs, leaning in to press his nose against yours. “How could I ever say no to that?”

“Another thing,” you add, watching his pretty eyes crinkle as he smiles.

“Of course.”

“I get to be little spoon.”

Raihan pulls away at this, scoffing. “No, that’s not fair.”

“But you’re always little spoon!”

#pokemon #pokemon scenarios #pokemon imagines #raihan x reader #raihan imagines #fic #fluff #pokemon swsh #pokemon raihan #raihan #swsh imagines #swsh headcanons #ahhhh im so nervous TT

[potahun]

Some more Qin Shen Shen moment translations (part 7/?)

Link to other translations so far.

Most cuts from Episode 12 (but not all)

I already translated some bits from this ep in other parts, so this ep. doesn’t actually have too much left other than the songs themselves. This said, it’s also because some of the gems didn’t make it into the main broadcast haha

a. Group entrance - all finalists stand on stage. The MC asks Fei Yuqing how he feels first, who replies that he’s honored and hopes people will like the song they chose.

MC: Now we have to ask our Qin Shen Shen... On this stage, only you two have been together from the beginning to the end, singing all the way until now.

LKQ links his arm with ZS and crosses his legs. 

ZS: You’re being too courteous, too courteous.  *laughs and pretends to hit LKQ*

MC: So I have to ask the two of you: Did you set yourself any objectives for tonight’s finale?

LKQ: It’s very obvious. From our outfits today, you can tell we came to study. We look like students. They (the other teams) look like teachers and the headmaster. (...)

b. Flashback: During the charades segment to decide the order of performances, Qin Shen Shen are basically chaining correct answers without a break. 

ZS, halfway through the game: Hold on a minute, *touches his cheeks* is our time going to be this long?

c. In the backstage room, explaining the idea behind their song “Hua”. 

ZS: This song will have a fairly big contrast. We’re hoping it’ll be a bit more relaxed, simpler and livelier (LKQ: Right)

The flashback shows their on-stage rehearsal. ZS bursts out laughing during the song intro, making LKQ laugh too and say “It doesn’t feel like a competition”. ZS then replies that it feels a lot like Tom&Jerry.

(Back to the backstage room) LKQ, explaining: Because until now all we’ve sang are love songs, slow songs, really tragic ...apart from “Ye Lang”. So I think this song can again, in the finale, allow people to have an ‘Aaah? This is pretty good too’ - that kind of feeling.

ZS: Like “Eh? Didn’t expect this.” It’s kind of doing your own thing, I guess. Everyone is going *mimics the sound of swords and arrows flying* and these two people are like *does a hand-clapping game* It’ll just make a very different picture. 

LKQ: Good.

ZS turns to him to initiate a hand-clapping game. LKQ goes too fast for ZS and they mess up. 

ZS (to LKQ): It’s the other way round. *turns away from him* OK. 

LKQ, protesting at being “criticized”: Heeey! Little kids, alright!! 

ZS pacifies him. 

d. After they finish their performance of “Hua”, in which there’s a lot of harmonisation, cute poses, and you guessed it: dry ice. 

MC: Why is it that as soon as you two stand on stage, there’s dry ice? (ZS laughs and LKQ just licks his lips)

ZS: But apart from dry ice, we have nothing else........ *laughs*

MC: My interpretation is this. From the 1st day you paired up, Xiao Qi Ge has been saying you’re a Match Made in Heaven. Your harmonisation today, it really had a divine and floating kind of feeling, so you must have dry ice/theatrical fog all over the stage in order to match that.

ZS, bowing: :OOO Thank you teacher Lin Hai (MC’s name) Thank you.

MC, trying not to laugh: But the song you chose today really does look a lot like a school performance... (ZS and LKQ: :’D and ;;;; at the same time) So do you want to listen to feedback from the teachers? (ZS: Yes LKQ: Yes, of course)

NY: Let’s start with the headmaster (Fei Yuqing), alright?

FYQ: Alright. (...) Truthfully speaking, if I were to be picking at your small problems, it’d be beneficial for both our teams, huh? (i.e. his and Na Ying’s) *laughs* (ZS makes a vaguely terrified face on stage while LKQ is laughing) 

FYQ: But that’d be selfish of me. 

He ends up giving some very nice comments, and NY asks to see his notes. NY ends up teasing that what he wrote has nothing to do with that he said (aka the notes might really have been picking at Qin Shen Shen’s problems). FYQ replies with a very courteous “It’s your turn now.” and NY just goes “Alright” instantly.

NY: Actually, I’ll tell the truth, it’s after coming to “Wo Men De Ge” that I’ve truly started to like Li Keqin. (LKQ, bowing but relaxed: Thank you, thank you Na Jie, thank you~) That care and magnanimity that he has for music and for Zhou Shen, I find it really good. (LKQ turns to smile proudly at ZS) Zhou Shen, I don’t need to say any more, he’s like an elf.

ZS (to LKQ): Elves tend to be relatively small... (LKQ: The expression of an elf *imitates the face ZS made a second ago*)

NY: Zhou Shen, under Li Keqin’s protection, had a big surge in self-confidence. For each sentence in which they harmonised, their silent understanding was incredible. 

FYQ teases NY about how good she is at giving comments. All in all, NY concludes by saying she REALLY likes the Qin Shen Shen collaborations. 

e. Right after Li Keqin and Zhou Shen sit back down after “Hua”, Ayanga leans over to their side:

AYG (to ZS): Let me tell you, for this song... he (LKQ) looked even younger than you! *imitates the way LKQ was doing the cute flower poses earlier on, while LKQ laughs* I even forgot which of you is the elder brother! 

f. After Qin Shen Shen’s second song “Your name, my last name”. 

FYQ, commenting: *takes out his notepad* The headmaster has made notes again. This...Keqin and Zhou Shen... how can their chemistry be this good? As always. And I noticed that you really do suit dry ice very well.... (LKQ and ZS both guffaw) (...)

NY: I think Zhou Shen’s voice put together with Li Keqin’s voice is...feminine  (T/N: tbh im not sure how to translate this: “yin rou”. I looked it up and it gave me “feminine” but honestly I’m not sure...it’s got an element of being elegant and delicate too, I guess)

ZS: ???

NY, explaining: When you are giving Li Keqin strength, you can have strength. When you have parts where you have to be very tender, combined with his voice, it’s a perfect match. (ZS nods) So the two of you, when you have an opportunity in the future, you should once again make some songs that everyone would like. (the crowd cheers) Also, Zhou Shen, I noticed your Cantonese *switches to Cantonese* is really very good.

ZS, happy: Ooooooooooh! (LKQ, agreeing: Very good.) *speaks in Cantonese* Thank you very much.

NY, still in Cantonese: Did you know how to speak it before?

ZS, in apparently terrible Cantonese: I could understand it but not speak it-

NY: Ah, drop it, drop it, now it’s not correct anymore. Let’s drop it. (ZS cracks up: I really don’t know how to speak it!!)

Not doing the rest but yeah after the voting ends etc. etc. the MC explains that since Fei Yuqing and Jay Chou’s “Qian Li Zhi Wai / Beyond a thousand miles” (2006), they were wondering if they’d be able to have once more, on this stage, a song that bridges the generational gap between singers (the Qian Li Zhi Wai collaboration being the inspiration for the concept of the show) and the ones who would be realising this tonight would be Qin Shen Shen, with their original song “Bu Jian Jiu San”*. 

The winner of the finale is announced via the raising of the stage (all 3 groups stand on the stage, and only the part where the winners are standing will raise above the others). 

That’s pretty much it from the main broadcast BUT. Qin Shen Shen has quite a lot of stuff hanging outside the main broadcast in general....

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* About “Bu Jian Jiu San”..... Idk how to translate this accurately. I read it as “If you won’t meet again, then say goodbye” but that’s taking liberties I guess. I also saw “Leave with no greeting” as a translation. Based on the lyrics which are about moving on, and also the meaning of the usual term “bu jian bu san” (no meeting, no parting i.e. we won’t leave until we see each other), I’d have leaned towards the "if u don’t meet, then say goodbye” sense, like if you’re not together anymore, then stop lingering on it - that kind of feeling. but honestly? I have no clue. 

Anyways an official MV was made for this song, and the MV is basically just Qin Shen Shen being Qin Shen Shen, but with slow-mos. *thumbs up* 

#qin shen shen #hacken lee #zhou shen #wo men de ge #our song #qss trans #this is still not the bottom of the pit these two are a gift that never stops giving

[dracosollicitus]

Damerey Week: Best (Shared) Friendship

“So, if you really need to know, I guess it all started when I needed a pilot.” Finn pursed his lips and stared at the bright yellow wall in front of him, trying to figure out how best to phrase it. “I was ... well, I worked for some bad people. Really bad. And worked for isn’t the best word for it, but - uh,” he blinked and redirected. “So there he was: he’d had a terrible day, himself, but he took a chance on me. Best pilot in the galaxy, poster boy of the Resistance, taking a chance on me. He told me he could fly anything, and you know what? He was absolutely telling the truth.”

He paused and looked at his audience, his throat closing up for a moment, and then he shook his head, rubbed the short growth on his chin, and continued. “He saved my life. Gave me my name. Poe Dameron, the legend. My best friend.”

“And, my life wouldn’t be the same without my other best friend. I’m pretty sure you know her.” He winked, and giggles answered his silly gesture. “She’s alright.” He eyed the doorway expecting an object to come flying through it and raised his hands in mock-surrender. “Okay, okay, she’s more than alright. She’s wonderful, and brave, and absolutely terrifying.” Nods of agreement met the statement. “And let me tell you, she kicked my a—butt the first time we met. Thought I’d stolen my jacket.”

He stopped and preened, patting the leather jacket which had, admittedly, seen better days. Finn nodded at the Ooo’s and Aaah’s and straightened out the lapels before continuing. “She looked at me like no one else had, and while Poe saved my life, Rey showed me that I could be a hero, that I could save other people. She believed in me when I couldn’t believe in myself, and I’ll never forget that.”

“So, when people ask me how it feels to know the heroes of the Resistance, I tell them it feels lucky.”

Tiny hands clapped together delightedly as he finished his makeshift story. It didn’t really have a solid beginning, middle, or end, but so much of the beginning, middle, and end was defined by violence that Finn wasn’t ready to share with them, not yet.

Shara and Hana Dameron stared up at him with bright, beaming smiles, four years old and full of questions that he could see swimming in their brown eyes. Before they could ask them, a soft voice floated into the bedroom.

“Your Uncle Finn missed the most important hero of the Resistance.” Rey, finally returned from the evening’s Senate event, walked into the room, beatifically smiling at her twin daughters. After the excited exclamations of mommy! and kisses placed on round, freckled cheeks, the girls settled back onto their bed.

“Who’s that, Mommy?” Shara, the more outspoken twin, asked.

“Why, it’s your Uncle Finn,” Rey said, eyebrows raised. Finn squirmed uncomfortably, about to argue. But: “He saved your mom and dad many times during the war, and the Army never would have defeated the First Order on Tatooine without his leadership. Best soldier I ever saw.”

Finn blushed even as the twins whispered, “Wow.”

“We wouldn’t have gotten very far without Finn,” Poe’s warm voice continued. The retired Colonel leaned against the doorframe, smiling at his family, the silver in his hair now completely undeniable. “We owe him our lives, our freedom - more things than I can list, really.”

“Uncle Finn, how did you become such a good soldier?” Hana clearly felt brave enough to ask.

His stomach dropped slightly, but Rey smoothly said, “You should ask him tomorrow, after you’ve gotten some sleep, and only if he wants to answer.” Shara and Hana modded solemnly. “Now, I’m sure he wants to get home to his own babies.”

“Next time, can Paige and Tallie come with Uncle Finn?” Shara asked, snuggling in under the blanket next to her sister.

“Of course,” Finn grinned at her. “Hopefully they’ll be over the stomach flu by then.”

Rey and Poe kissed their children goodnight, and Finn gathered up the toys and books that had been scattered around the nursery during the evening. After the light clicked off, and Finn was the last one standing in the room, Hana whispered, “Uncle Finn?”

“What is it, Peanut?”

“...Were you ever afraid of the dark?”

Finn thought back to his training, his childhood, his brothers dying around him, his brother dying in his arms (killed by the man who would become his brother). He cleared his throat and whispered back, “Yeah. Still am, sometimes.”

“Oh.” And then: “Could you...stay? Until I fall asleep?”

Warmth flooded his chest, and although he himself was tired and needed to walk home, Finn nodded. “I’ll stay as long as you need me to.”

“Thanks.” Hana burrowed in under the covers. “...I love you.”

“Me too,” Shara echoed

“I love you both,” Finn said. “Very, very much.”

#damerey #jedipilot #damereyconnection #damerey week #fic #rey #poe dameron #writing #poe dameron x rey #finn #i wrote this on my phone because i was too tired to grab my computer #day 3 #damerey week day 3

[ladytrollfishes]

Heist. Pt 1

It takes you ages to plan. You're agitated constantly; your attention skips and jumps, you zone out, you get frustrated, you give up. But you have to get back on it, so you do. It's hard to concentrate with the imps around. You don't know them, not really. You don't trust them even half as much as Herlyn and Mysmus. They have the advantage in case it came to combat. It would not be all that difficult for them to tear you apart and you have a some difficulties controlling your imagination when you think about how easy it would be for any one of them to kill you. Tomie isn't so bad at least. He's an open book and his psi isn't offensive. You could probably pre-empt an attack and disappear. Nanako bounces around cheerily, but you're fairly certain she could crush your skull with a punch, much faster than you could run or even turn invisible. Vadaya's the worst. He's unreadable, and the ways he could kill you are basically only limited by imagination, which you have a lot of. You wouldn't have a chance as long as you were inside his range, which you were going to be. A lot. You don't exactly sleep the first day out of the base, and it takes about a week for you to finally trust they weren't planning on turning around and slitting your throat. And while you get why they're following you, you're not entirely sure why they don't bolt once they have Vadaya out of the base, and make their own way out. You know you're competent, most of the time, but you'd think highbloods would have a hard time taking orders from a younger, flinchy, hemoanon. You miss Mysmus. His absence was a serious ache. You missed his quiet humor, his steady presence, even the Heyfel sayings you were pretty certain he was just making up at this point to watch your nose wrinkle. You missed being able to reach out and grab onto that coat of his and tuck yourself into it when you were panicking, or afraid or really just because you felt like it. Between him and Herlyn, you actually felt safe.

But you don't exactly have room to complain. You did this to yourself, after all. You just didn't really expect it to turn out like this, when you burst in to rescue Vadaya. You didn't think it through and you have no one to blame but yourself. You just... panicked, really, at the idea that your side was doing something that terrible, insisted you do something about it and as they usually did, Herlyn and Mysmus followed. They were coming more frequently now, the panic attacks. When you're traveling, there's fewer places to escape to, when you feel the panic coming, and it's a whole new set of people you don't trust trying to learn your triggers. You don't explain why you can't bring yourself to eat rice or white fish, or drink soup. Nanako caught you once, when you tripped, which resulted in an immediate panic attack, and Herlyn had to get you somewhere quiet and tucked away from what you were sure prying eyes. It doesn't start an immediate coup, like you expected. Tomie insists on helping, up until Vadaya tells him to stop bothering you. Nanako doesn't say much about it, just puts herself between you and everyone else and makes sure you can get peace and quiet when you need it. After that it gets easier to trust them. You told Vadaya what happened to you, when you were trying to make him believe you wouldn't hurt Tomie. You're not sure if he told the others, and you're not sure if you should be grateful if he did. It's not exactly a walk in the park for him either. He's stopped taking care of his appearance. When you had found him he still had his hair trimmed and his beard shaved. He's got scruff now, and you don't think he's touched a hairbrush except when Nanako fusses at him.

He also gets about as much sleep as you do, you're pretty sure. You can't afford to sleep one to a room, not on your dwindling funds. The second Herlyn snores, or Tomie rolls over, you're awake. Sometimes you'll hear Vadaya sit up, after you both jerk awake, and you'll hear Vadaya shuffle quietly into the hall. Coffee is an investment, for the both of you. You settle into a schedule. You rarely stay in one place for more than a night. You separate and walk somewhat apart from each other so you don't look like one big group. Too many adults in one place draws attention, especially when none of them are in imperial dress. They look like draft dodgers than anything else. You keep to big cities where adults aren't uncommon, and you go out quite often with just Herlyn for company. You think you're boring the imps. When you do need them, it's a lot of standing watch thirty feet away from you as you talk to your various contacts. You have them handle some of the transactions- it'd look to weird for the child of a group to be making the decisions, but otherwise, there's not so much to do. You think Nanako is at least getting very antsy. But despite your doubts, you'll have something to do for them soon. You're pulling together a plan but first you're going to need some funds. You're running low. You clear your throat when you enter the hotel room you've rented out, and you see four pairs of eyes turn towards you. "I have a plan," you say quietly. "And I'm going to need help. You take a deep breath to try and ease away the nerves. "You're all okay with assisting me in the field, right?" you ask. "Of course, lah!" Nanako exclaims, her leg bobbling as she leans back in her chair. "We here for a reason, yes? Let us off the leash!" She gives an excited clap and grins at you. Tomie nods eagerly, and when you glance at Vadaya, he nods, impassive as ever. You really wish you knew what was going on inside his head sometimes. Herlyn just gives you a thumbs up and a grin. "Alright," you say, taking a seat yourself. "Our target is Gastra Hilben. She's the CEO of a security company that specializes in storage. She's got a couple private vaults in just about every major city. But she's got her headquarters here."

Tomie grins widely at the mention of vaults. "Never met a safe I couldn't crack! We're gonna steal all her stuff then yeah? Looking for something in particular?" You shake your head. "We're going to take her reputation," you say. "We don't have enough time to worry about fencing stuff." "Time? We're running out of time?" Tomie asks, looking mildly alarmed. "We've got enough money to stay here for a little less than a week," you say. "Then its sleeping on the streets for all of us." You really don't want that to happen. You and Vadaya wouldn't be sleeping at all, if that was the case. "Oh," Tomie says, deflating. "The goal here is primarily money," you say quietly. "But we're looking at an excellent opportunity for blackmail. Hilben has a lot of different clients who use her services to hide their secrets. Discretion is a big part of her business model." "Double pronged blackmail," Herlyn says, nodding approvingly. "You blackmail Hilben with her own clients." "They won't be very happy with her, for letting their secrets escape," you say quietly. Nanako shakes her head, clicking her tongue. "Scary, lah," she says. "Security will not be easy! How we getting in?" "We need recon first," you say. "First she had to let us in. Vadaya, can you make something that weighs and feels like a gold coin?" You look at him, and his brow furrows just slightly, pausing a moment, before he says, "I have not attempted such a thing." "Can you try?" You're not surprised. His constructs are all purple, there's been no point in trying to figure out if he can mimic something else. He focuses for a moment before he forms a large purple coin in his hand, his flesh one. He frowns, and it disappears before he tries again. This time, he seems satisfied and holds it out to you. You take the coin and consider it in your hand, nodding. You turn the coin over in your fingers and take a deep breath, then take the leap of faith. With a flourish of your own psi, you paint its purple color over with gold. Metallics and their shine are a little harder than just a color change, but it's nothing you can't handle. "Oh shit!" Tomie exclaims. "Was that psi? What did you do? Can I see?" You toss the coin over to him, keeping focus on it, and he ooos and aaahs and hands it over to Nanako, who bites it, then squints. "I have illusion psi," you say. "It's not actually gold. But whatever Vadaya can construct, I can make look real." You watch their faces as they nod. Tomie looks excited, Nanako a little more pensive, and Vadaya, who simply nods. "I'm asking you guys to keep this a secret," you say. "There aren't too many people outside this room who know about my power." "Not even the other rebels?" Tomie asks, and you shake your head. "Sipara knows I have psi," you say. "She just doesn't know what it does." "Secret illusions stay secret when no one thinks, ah! Little one makes illusions, lah," Nanako says, nodding. "We keep your secret." She looks to the others, who nod in turn. You take a shaky breath and try to believe they'll actually do it.

"Okay," you say. "So here's the plan."

#Daginy drabbles #reverse bad End au #heist pt 1

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Spiritale (chapter 17)

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Chapter 17: Waterfall

“Wwwwoooww, they look like real ssstars”, Chara said calmly astounded by the Wishing Room.

You looked at Chara’s happy face, then you saw their eyes. Wow, the lights are reflecting in their eyes, it’s sooo pretty…

“Huh? Frisk what is it?”, Chara asked noticing you staring.

“I was uh, uuuhh….oh”, you said nervous until you saw a monster then slowly pointed.

“Hm?…WWWAAHH!!!”, Chara shouted when they realized Woshua was beside them.

No doubt Chara was brought into the fight. However, Woshua didn’t fight Chara, they’re just standing there. They then turn to look at the star like cave ceiling. Chara calms down. They then sit next Woshua, buut they didn’t like them being too close so Chara gave it some space to not make them feel uncomfortable. They both watch the stars in silence…..

“So”, Chara spoke up, “What’s your wish?”, they asked looking at them holding their legs.

“……..”

“S-sorry”, Chara apologized looking down.

“To see real stars….”, Woshua said calmly and quietly.

“Oh really?”, Chara asked looking at them again.

Woshua looked at them and nods slowly, Chara gave them a little smile.

“What’s a star?”, You all heard from cross where Woshua was sitting.

You all looked and saw cute little Loren with a…mustache and monocle on its eye? And they have a snail on the side of their head…huh.

“Well a star is small light in the sky”, Chara explains.

“Woow, it this true?!”, the snail said-wait the snail has Loren’s personality?!, “Can you touch it?! Can you hurt it?!”, they asked excitedly.

“N-no, I don’t think you can”, Chara said a little confused rubbing their head, “But you can also see it in the sky when it’s not nighttime”

“YOU CAN?!” the snail asked with even more excitement, “TELL US MORE, TELL US MORE!!!”, they begged as Loren walked and sat by Chara.

“I want to know too”, Woshua said sitting next to Chara’s other side.

“Uuumm uuhh, okay”, Chara said nervously.

Chara started talking about the stars, then the sky, then the sun and then moon to the two monsters and snail, who got really pulled in the more Chara explained. It was like hearing someone tell a story about something magical, which it was all real. You helped them out with some answers they couldn’t come up with, thank you Sans for science answers. It was soon time for them to go which made them pretty sad because they loved hearing about the sky. As the went away, you heard Chara yawn and saw their eyes struggling to stay open, you aren’t surprise that they’re tired. Dodging Sans, walking all the way back to Waterfall, hiding from Alphys, walking through Waterfall, figuring out the flower bridge puzzle, and tell monsters about the sky all without much rest. Yea, they’re super tired.

“Chara you rest okay”, You suggested, “I’ll wake you up if anything bad comes this way”

“Ooo…kay…”, Chara said laying on the ground and slowly falling asleep.

Good thing they’re wear warm clothes to help comfort them as they sleep, but too bad they put their plush toy in the box. That’s okay, the little thing would have gotten some serious damage if they continued traveling with Chara. A thought comes to your mind, your friends and family…you are starting to miss them again. This place isn’t bad, but still you miss home. You hope everything is okay because you’ve been out for a VERY long time. You hope Toriel isn’t panicking like crazy, aw no the same goes for Undyne, Alpyhs, Sans, and…PAPYRUS! You-you see the other Papyrus walking up to sleeping Chara with their hand in their pockets, they stand in front on them and look down at them. What is he going to do?

“Heh, how adorable”, he said calming smiling and shrugging.

He’s now walking away, but he stops…he’s turning around and walking back to Chara. Uuuuh…he sitting next to Chara, now he’s asleep. Great, now you got two sleepy head to watch heehehe.

An hour and couple minutes later…

*Ring ring…ring ring*

“Hhhmm”, Papyrus said waking up to his cellphone.

“*Yaaaaawwwn*”, Chara said waking up.

Papyrus quickly vanished while Chara was slowly waking up, this makes you wonder why Papyrus would even bother doing that act. It didn’t take you long to realize two really good reasons: Stopping monsters and Alpyhs from getting them. That and he just saw a prefect opportunity to nap, heeheehee man he’s predictable. You have this feeling that Papyrus is becoming a brother to Chara, unlike Sans who is like your uncle hehehhee~.

“…Did my phone ring?”, Chara asked taking out their phone and rubbing their eyes.

“Nah, that was Papyrus”, You said.

“What?!”, Chara said in shock.

“He mostly fell asleep”, you said slowing waving your hand.

Chara calmed downs when they heard that and just smiled, they almost let out a giggle. They got their stuff together and continued walking forward. Something they were shocked about was what happened in the past between monsters and humans, but you know it all to well. The complete cruelty of what they went through that still makes you sad today, what’s even more sad is that was that the same tragedy has happened here too. You can see the look of sadness on Chara’s face as they continued reading about the monster’s history all the way to the end.

“Haven’t you already read it Chara?”

“No”, Chara said shaking their head, “The other you said it was pointless knowing it because they would be gone”, they said looking at the illustration.

“…So, what are you going to do then?”, You asked looking at Chara.

“….I don’t know yet”

“That’s okay, you’ll figure out even if it takes a while”, You said cheering them up.

Chara gave you a smile and a nod, you gave them a thumbs up and a big smile feeling confident with them. You both moved on from one side of the…river you think, and on to the other side thanks to the little boat near the bridge. Wait, it is getting dark here…oooooh noooo

“AAAH!!!”, Chara shouted almost getting strike by Alpyhs’s spear.

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