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willowcrowned · 2 years
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imagining one sided obi wan/padme where she thinks he’s really hot day one and it only magnifies when she’s old enough that he doesn’t see her as a kid anymore. only she’s kind of insane about romance so obi wan’s like “sometimes when it’s clear someone else thinks you’re soulmates trapped on opposite sides utterly incapable of reaching what you both long for you just have to nod and smile and extract yourself from the situation” while baby anakin is thinking vividly about killing him in the night. on the other hand anakin get get padme to meet with him by talking about how cool obi wan is
anon I have been thinking about this ask for WEEKS unable to reply for sheer inability to add to the genius therein
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lover-lyn · 10 days
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Law has never been good at "feelings"
But you make him want to try
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Captain!Law who never thought he'd fall in love, especially not with somone on his crew
Captain!Law who, despite this, let's his mind wonder during the calmest and darkest nights to how It'd feel to wrap his arms around you
Captain!Law who let's his hand linger on yours a little more than necessary when handing you somthing
Captain!Law who pulls you aside at the end of every battle to make sure all your Injuries have been tended to
Captain!Law who swears he's just looking out for a crew member like any good and responsible captain should, that's all!
Captain!Law who walks you back to your room after he catches you having a midnight snack to make sure you get some rest
Captain!Law who knows you've had a restless night, so once you wake up, you find a freshly made cup of coffe made just how you like it waiting for you
Captain!Law who feels slightly guilty after hearing you complain about how someone had bought the last copy of the book you had been looking for for months now
Captain!Law who sneaks into your room during your birthday and places the book on your nightstand, hoping you'll forgive him for making you have to wait to read such a captivating story
Captain!Law who puts penguin and shachi on barthroom cleaning duties after they had pranked you and accidently ruined you book
Captain!Law who gets you a hardcover version of the book during some holiday, but decides that he wants to hand it to you in person
Captain!Law who stands there for a couple of minutes, flustered after you kissed his cheek as thanks
Captain!Law who is overjoyed upon finding a limited edition version of the newest " Sora warrior of the sea" in his room on his birthday
Captain!Law who awkwardly thanks you for the gift while passing you in the hallway
Captain!Law who decides to be brave once more and presses a kiss to your forehead to show his gratitude
Captain!Law who's not religious, but thanks God that he had done that as you pull him down by his shirt to press your lips against his
Boyfriend!Law who tells you that he'd like to keep your relationship private for now
Boyfriend!Law who knows not to underestimate his crew, he knows that they'll find out sooner or later, whether you tell them or not
Boyfriend!Law who internall panics when penguin barges in on the two of you making out in his office
Boyfriend!Law whos utterly dumbfounded after the crew told him that they already knew, in fact, they knew about his feelings before the two of you got together
Boyfriend!Law who thought he was such a good job at hiding his feeling when in reality everyone, including you, knew about his feeling before he did
Boyfriend!Law who starts drinking less and less coffee, he claims it because he now has a better routine, definitely not becaus he gets nightly cuddles
Boyfriend!Law who hates arguing with you, he finally found somone who loves him and so so scared that his stubbornness will drive you away
Boyfriend!Law who needs constant reassurance that you won't leave, that no matter what happens you stay by his side and support him as he supports you
Boyfriend!Law who just knows Corazon would've loved you
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Law will always have my heart <3
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stevesbipanic · 1 year
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Steve's only 25 when it all catches up to him.
It starts off small, things people wouldn't even be able to tell is an early sign of something wrong. Misplacing keys, forgetting which day he has his shifts, what time he's supposed to get Robin. Robin notices though.
Robin knows Steve always keeps his keys on the hook next to Eddie's by the front door, that's where he always finds them, he's not misplacing the keys, he's forgetting the hook exists.
Robin knows Steve has the same shifts every week, they never change because they line up with Eddie's at the record store nearby. Robin knows Steve isn't forgetting what time he's supposed to pick Robin up, he's forgetting Robin moved away a few months ago after she graduated college.
Robin keeps noticing when the kids start calling her because the little things are becoming big things.
Robin notices when Dustin calls and tells her Steve thought he and Suzie were back together, "Like how crazy is that we broke up two years ago, I don't think I've even mentioned her lately."
Robin notices when Lucas calls and tells her Steve asked when his next game was, "The season ended months ago, he came to the finals."
Robin notices when Max calls and whispers softly, "He asked to take me to the skatepark, Robin, I told him I had to help mum. He's forgotten I'm blind Robin."
Robin wished she'd noticed sooner, maybe years ago when Steve was getting knocked around a lot. She wished she'd screamed in the face of those Russians to take her instead. She wished a lot of things when Eddie called her.
"He's in hospital, Birdie, he collapsed at work."
Robin is back in Chicago for the first time since she graduated. She wished she'd visited sooner.
"Do you think the feds are gonna let me go soon, Robbie? I mean it usually doesn't take this long for them to bring me the NDAs."
Robin hopes Steve doesn't notice her eyes going glossy as she runs her fingers through his hair, "Don't worry Stevie, I'm sure they'll be in soon, Dusty is probs just arguing over something in his."
"At least he isn't having to explain he raised a demodog. Did I ever tell you about that Robbie?"
Robin smiles softly, "Yeah but tell me again, don't want to forget any of it."
Eddie gives Robin the gist of what the doctors said, Eddie didn't understand much, a lot of technical words and shit. Too many concussions, more than they knew about most likely. They say it'll probably get worse with no timeframe of how quickly it'll happen, there might be good days, there will be a lot of bad days.
The first bad day comes a week later. Steve barely remembers Eddie, trapped in a time when Eddie was just the kids DM. Eddie sobs in the corridor in Robin's arms. The next day it's like nothing happened and Steve gets discharged. They tell Steve, this time Eddie is the one to comfort him.
"I don't want to forget you Eds."
"It's okay if you do, sweetheart, I'll still be here."
It's Robins idea to start writing everything down. Eddie, Nancy and the kids all help. Filling journals upon journals of stories and pictures of Steve's life to help on the bad days. Steve has to quit his job, Robin moves back to Chicago, they make it work.
On bad days depending on how far back Steve is Dustin or Robin or Eddie will read through the books with him, filling in the gaps of what he needs. On the worst days, Eddie leaves the pile of journals on the bed with a note and waits downstairs to see if Steve will join him later.
They make it work for a few years. Steve celebrates his 30th birthday with perfect clarity. He writes himself an entry in the journal next to a big group picture with Steve and Eddie's matching rings showing.
That July, over a decade since Starcourt, Steve is in hospital again. He'd collapsed at breakfast. Eddie had thought it was going to be one of their good days, Steve had woken up fine, all his memories in tact if a little fuzzy. He'd made them coffee and giggled at Eddie's singing while he made them eggs and just like that it all came crashing down.
Steve's brain is shutting down. They don't know if he'll make it past Christmas. There's more bad days after that. More days with books left on the bed. Most days Steve doesn't even come downstairs. On the good days, Eddie always calls off work. He'd rather be fired than miss a single second of Steve smiling at him like he does, so full of love.
They have Christmas, the whole family comes, they have to bring every chair from around the house and squish in around the table just to fit but it's perfect. Steve sits between Robin and Eddie, face bright and full of love and life. Everyone gives him the tightest hug as the night closes, all lingering, afraid of letting go.
"I love you, dingus."
"I love you too, Robbie."
Later, upstairs in their room, Steve and Eddie go through all the journals, laughing softly at each little note the kids have left. Steve writes his little journal entry, a tradition of good days, and curls into Eddie's arm whispering soft loving words to each other before falling asleep.
Steve never wakes up.
The funeral happens shortly after, all of the family is still in town. Robin holds Eddie afterwards as they go through the journals together. When they get to the last page, they struggle not to smudge the ink with their tears.
Dear Eds and Robbie,
I don't know how many more good days I'm going to get so I'm leaving this here for you now. I love you both so much, you're equally my soulmates and I want you two to look after each other while I'm gone.
Robs, go travelling with Nancy, ok? Thank you for looking after me all these years but it's time for you to go look after yourself. Go see the world for me, tell me all about it wherever I am when you get back.
Eddie, I'm sorry we didn't get as much time as we hoped, I hope you know that even just a day with you has been worth a lifetime with anyone else. Go follow your dreams, write music, perform, show the world how amazing I know you are. I give you full permission to fall in love with whoever you meet along the way, I don't want either of you guys to be alone.
Thank you for giving me a life worth remembering.
Your Dingus,
Stevie
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semisolidmind · 2 months
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What happens when they outlive angel? Since poppy was first created in the 50’s it seems like being preserved as toys has granted them longer lifespans if not technical immortality, so angel aging is going to become a problem sooner or later, and I’m kinda wondering what happens when the inevitable comes. I made myself sad thinking about this and now all of you will be too, suffer with me
(i was thinking about this as well, uuuugghhhh)
it's so so sad. what will the toys do without their one advocate, the one person who truly understands them and what they represent? when the one good home they've ever had is gone, they've got nowhere else to go.
so, they stay.
when y/n dies, the toys have a quiet burial for them in their backyard, under a big shady tree. they make a simple marker from rocks, and pick wildflowers nearby to lay on the grave. none of them speak. it was hard enough digging the grave, and unbearably difficult to lay their savior to rest.
the house is horribly quiet afterwards.
poppy is likely the strong one throughout all this. she's had the most experience saying goodbye to people she cares about (thanks to her longevity), and she attempts to maintain a sense of optimism about it all. they'll all be ok, she's sure of it. they'll find their way through this, like always. it's what y/n would have wanted. kissy withdraws into herself further, following poppy's lead and trying not to cry.
dogday is devastated. devastated beyond all measure. he was the one to discover y/n when they passed. they were so pale, he could feel their warmth leaving them. their face looked so peaceful, they looked like they had just fallen asleep. he knew it was coming, they were getting older, but—but it's still not fair. it doesn't feel real. it can't be, his angel can't be dead, nothing has ever kept them down before, they always get back up, why couldn't they get back up—
...he tries to stay calm.
he took on the duty of grave digging. he took on the heavy burden of laying his beloved angel into the makeshift coffin they were able to cobble together. he could barely keep it together when he did. he managed, but not without crying.
that night, he waits until the girls have gone to bed before he closes himself off in y/n's bedroom. in the privacy of the once-shared space, dogday allows the truly desperate, heaving sobs he's been keeping in to finally leave his chest. tears mat down the fur on his face as he cries. he shakily grasps y/n's jacket to himself, wishing that there was some way, any way, that they could come back to him. he knows humans aren't meant to live forever. but that doesn't stop him from wishing that y/n could achieve the tentative immortality that the toys have, if only so that they could stay with him.
dogday becomes somber after his angel dies. they were his source of hope, his reason for living. they saved his life in ways beyond just physical. they were the only reason he was alive at all. without them, he's...he's not sure if he wants to keep going.
but he must. he knows he has to. y/n would want him to take care of the others, they'd want him to protect and provide for them. so, without any other purpose...that's what he does.
the toys live in their savior's house for as long as they're able. it's just their luck that the house is never put up for sale, that it's just sort of...forgotten about. it becomes a "haunted house in the woods," feared and avoided. they're more than happy to become the vague, cryptic monsters in local legends if it means that they're left alone.
nobody will come by to check on y/n for a while, and the toys will have power and food (their water comes from a well hooked up to the house) for at least a little while longer. and after that, they'll manage on what they can find in the woods.
they live as peacefully as they can for as long as they can.
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st-danger · 9 months
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Saint your killing me... I need so sodo x rain or swiss aggresive please overstim, please and thank you have a good day/night :)
He can't help himself. It's the natural reaction. Natural and expected to fight, to try to get away, to curl into himself and try to protect himself from cruel hands. Aether's always been the strong one, but Swiss and Rain certainly aren't weak, and together, Dew stands no chance.
"You asked for it," Swiss reminds him, a chiding, condescending tone the way one might speak to a very stupid child.
Dew would respond, were it not for Swiss's large hand pressed over his mouth.
Back to Swiss's chest, a strong arm wrapped around him. Legs hooked over his, forcing them apart. Dew never stood a chance, exactly as he'd asked. He thrashes as much as he's able, which admittedly isn't much at all. Rain has settled himself between his spread legs, hands pulling at his cock. It's red, overworked and limp in his palms. Useless. Covered in his own cum, which Rain uses to smooth the glide of his mean fingers. Behind Swiss's hand, Dew shouts, muffled and tortured, eyes rolling back and squeezed shut. He breathes harsh and stilted through his nose against the overstimulation.
Swiss shushes him, soft and sweet, holding him tight.
Letting him wear himself out.
It's easier for him now, Dew can tell, and shouts uselessly when Rain starts smearing his cum directly over his head, back and forth until he's shaking, begging ineffectively. He can't open his eyes; he knows exactly how Rain will be smiling and the cruelty he's treating him with now is bad enough without the added visual of delight plain on his face, lips drawn back enough to share a glint of fang.
Still, Dew struggles.
"Poor little thing," Swiss murmurs. "Look how small it's gotten."
"It's trying to hide, too," Rain laughs, still polishing the head and tugging at it. At least there's his cum to lubricate it; it's excruciating as it is, the idea that they'd be touching him dry is unbearable even as a concept.
"That it?" Swiss asks, nuzzling closer into the crook of Dew's neck. "You ask for it and it's trying to get away from us, too?"
Dew can't respond. The tears are pricking at the corners of his eyes. He's not a crier, he really isn't, but there's no way in Heaven or the Pit that he could possibly be expected to hold it in. Swiss will lick them off his face, he's sure. He likes the tears, likes them even more when he can convince Dew to brush mascara over his lashes to watch it streak down his red face. He hadn't planned on finding himself here today, no time to put it on. They'll make him fix that sooner rather than later, he knows.
Rain stops suddenly, and Dew sags, entirely limp, fiending for oxygen. Swiss peels his hand away.
"You can give us more," he says, confident. Dew hiccoughs a sob, shaking his head. Rain pets his trembling thighs, revoltingly happy.
"Can't- can't," Dew manages. "Stop, oh fuck, stop, you're gonna, ugh-"
"You don't mean stop," Rain interrupts, and Swiss agrees.
"No," Dew pants. "No, s'gonna make me- fuck, you'll make me piss-"
Swiss hums.
"So you can give us more," he says.
Rain's hands close around his sad little cock, and this time Swiss seems to think it's best if his cries aren't muffled.
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furryllamas · 4 months
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Can’t Help Falling in Love | A. Walter
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+ Alex Walter x OC
+ Summary: Life has been difficult for sisters Jackie and Eden Howard. Obviously regular teenage girl problems, such as boys, school, and friends. Except tragedy that ensues, the death of their parents and older sister. They'll have to navigate a life without their family, just throw in love, the countryside, and a whole lot of boys in one roof.
+ Authors Note: Hey guys I really hope you enjoy this first chapter, I was really inspired after seeing Ashby play Alex and absolutely fell in love 🤍
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 Chapter 0.0 | Two Time Zones Apart
The sound of LA traffic was not great, but it was definitely quieter than the sound of the streets of New York. It's only been 6 Months since I moved to LA semi-permanently. I still got homesick often but there was no place like California. Ever since the transition from being a model to a singer it was a choice I had to make, with mom and dads approval of course, even if it meant seeing Lucy and Jackie less.
"Oh Gosh. What time is it?" I grumbled as I rubbed my eyes. I looked towards my bedside table and picked up my phone. "10:30 AM" I removed the bed covers and stretched my arms over my head. The smell of my room always gave me some comfort in the mornings. I headed to the restroom and pulled my hair into a bun and turned the faucet on. I started washing my teeth when I heard my phone ringing. I ran back to my room to pick up my phone that was lying on the bed. A video call from Jackie. I quickly pick up the phone as I walk back to the bathroom.
"Juswt whun sewkand-" I attempted to say with the tooth brush still in my mouth. Jackie let out a quick laugh, "take your time Eid." I put my finger up, just one moment, and place the phone in front of the faucet handles, holding it up. I quickly rinse out the toothpaste and splashed my face with water to ensure I would fully wake myself up.
"Hi Jacks! How's it going?" I waved and picked up my phone.
"EDEN! It's going so well! I can't wait for you and Lucy to come home today! I missed you guys so much." Jackie smiled softly.
"Oh my, we haven't been away from you that longgggg" I teased as i sat down on my Vanity. I panned my phone to the stack of luggage by my window.
"Okay I know, BUT, I just missed you guys so much." She sighed. "It's been a month since I've seen you and Lucy. I'm just so excited for you to see my excellent work tonight."
"I know Jacks, My flight is at 2 so I'll probably be there by 7-ish." I start applying my makeup and look away from my phone. " and plus Lucy will be there sooner than me, so you'll get her while you wait for meeee."
She laughs, "Right, what would I do without your wisdom." She stays quiet for a couple of seconds, "How's your new song going?"
I wince, "It's going..." She looks at me confused. "I've just been lacking in inspiration lately. I'm hoping going home will help with that."
"I'm sure you'll get a spark of inspiration once you spend some good old fashioned time at the ballet with me."
"Thanks Jackie, I've missed you guys so much. I can't wait to get there tonight."
I stop to think. "Dinner at The Penrose?"
I look at her smile, "of course Eden! That's our spot."
"All right deal" I look at the time, 11:30AM, "All right sis, I have to head to the airport, see you soon!" I reach over to hang up, "wait! Remember mom and dad will pick you up later tonight so we can all go to dinner together."
"Okay, perfect! Bye Jacks, love you!"
"Bye Eids!" I hung up.
I start getting up and shutting the curtains. It might be a while until I'm back but I'd rather keep my room clean.
Ding Dong.
I head over to the front door that smells strongly of oak. Walking past the pictures I have hanging of Mom, Dad, Lucy, Jackie and I. I open the door and smile as I see the face of my amazing Manager, Lizzie. "Liz! Come to say goodbye to your favorite client." I giggled as she stepped in. "Excuse me! Not just my client, more like my favorite friend!" I hug her and drag her to my room.
"Oh gosh, look at all this baggage..." she exclaims standing in front of my suitcases. She reaches over and picks one up. "Alright Eden! Let's get moving and load these into the car, your driver is waiting."
I look over to her and smile, "You got it boss!" I salute. It was an easy load up and we wasted no time getting in the car. "Are you excited to see your family again?" Lizzie asked. "Yeah I'm a bit nervous though. I haven't seen them in a couple of months, I feel like I've missed out on a lot." It was hard being apart from them and not being able to see them as often as I used to.
Lizzie looks at me and smiles softly, her polished nails and her soft hands reach over to mine. She grabs them and turns to me. "E, you need this. You've been homesick for a while and I think this trip will help you with the new song." I lean my head back against the headrest and turn my face to look out of the window. "I know Liz." I turn back towards her. "Thank you for helping me today. It means a lot. I'll miss you lots."
She just smiles at me and I start feeling tired, car rides always seem to wear me out. I take one last look at the highway we're on and slowly close my eyes. I let sleep take over me and an oddly weird feeling at the pit of my stomach. I hear Liz whisper, "I'll wake you when we get there."
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anyone from Portal? (But especially Chell and Doug Rattmann, since. Y'know. They're the only humans still alive during-game.)
My vote is for Doug would survive. The man lived for YEARS hiding in a place that wanted to kill him, he'd straight up refuse to go in the first place due to paranoia, and if he's shown to be pretty good at avoiding getting killed (repeatedly dodging turrets, avoiding going to dangerous situations in Aperture, etc). He's also fully willing to talk back to someone willing to kill him (See: Lab Rat) so that would likely be a bit of fun there. He's most likely to end up just not going there at all, though, so... Might not even count.
For Chell, though, I'm not sure if she would be able to make it out. I love her, but she's pretty unwilling to play along with tests/games. Also: She might have her long fall boots on her, so... She might be able to just jump out a window, even if the wolves get her. I know that the portal gun seems like it would change whether or not Chell would survive, but if it only works on moon rock-treated surfaces (Portal lore is fun to know about) so it definitely wouldn't work here.
Just my two cents about some of my faves! ^_^
There's a concept here with the vampires (particularly the Girlies) being strongly and consistently associated with the moon - or perhaps the moon being associated with the vampires. I can't quite make it come together. The Girlies functionally are moon dust... but in the precise opposite way from crushed regolith. Something something yonnic voids... yeah I dunno.
I was going to be skeptical of Doug Rattman being able to successfully hide in the walls of Dracula's actual house, like, Dracula lives there all the time, he definitely knows it better than you... but that's the same situation with GlaDOS isn't it? So... maybe??
Chell's defining feature seems to be not doing what she's told. She also is famously constantly trying to escape and apparently does not physically require sleep. The first two of those don't seem like features Dracula would tolerate for long. (The third is just funny in the context of the No Sleep For Anyone novel). She also had the best potato project, but I'm not sure that that helps.
I think she'd have a lot of trouble with the Girlies. They're harder to turn against each other than your average turret. And exploring off-limit spaces is another thing Chell is particularly good at. Sooner or later they'll catch her when Dracula's not around. Sooner or later Dracula will let them, because such determined escape attempts are getting tedious.
I think Chell can not survive Castle Dracula
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dc-polls · 2 months
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Announcing our next tournament...
The DC Comics Body Swap Brawl!
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[ID: Screenshot from Justice League Unlimited of Lex Luthor in the Flash's body at a bathroom mirror. He says, "Lex, you're having a difficult day." /END]
The concept is simple! Characters enter the brawl, they are then randomly body swapped with each other, and finally they're placed on small teams where they'll have to work together while navigating their new physical forms. Which team will be left standing in this single-elimination tournament fight? Submit your favorite DC heroes or villains and find out!
Update: Entries closed as of March 16
The entry form will be open for as long as needed to build the teams, with a maximum of 48 character slots. Space is limited, so get yours in sooner rather than later! We'll have an update when we're close to our quota as a reminder.
Questions in the form will be used to create character profiles and team rosters for quick reference. The information submitted doesn't have to cover every single detail of a character, just the main points they're known for.
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The Body Swap
When a character is body swapped, they will be referred to by the name of the person whose psyche is in the body. For example, the screenshot above is of Lex Luthor even though he's in Flash's body. Characters retain all their memories, personality and mental skills, but they gain the physical traits of the body they're in. Sometimes this is a benefit and sometimes it's not!
The Brawl
On teams of three, characters will have to work together to KO all members of the other team using their new, unique set of traits. Each round will take place in a different setting, which may or may not be to a character's advantage. Will they get along with their teammates? Will they tactically beat their opponents? Will they even be able to function in their new bodies??
This means you as the voters must debate who will win and why. Give compelling arguments about how the fight would go down, and sway others to vote accordingly. Keep all discussion in reblogs, tags or comments so everyone can find the info easily.
An initial post will come out a few days prior to each poll, which will then be added as a reblog. This should give people time to mull things over before voting. And be sure to look at the notes before voting yourself! You never know what kind of a-ha moments someone else might come up with!
More detailed Brawl info can be found HERE
Bracket can be found HERE
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silverbladexyz · 3 months
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HIII I JUST WANTED TO SAY I LOVED UR UNREQUITED LOVE FICS I ATE THOSE UP SO GOOD
this isnt a request btw just some food for thought but how do u think chuuya and yasuko would react if reader came back but they werent exactly. themselves yk? like they got revived but almost like a sentient doll with no memories of the past? do you think they would leave the reader alone or would they try to reconnect with the reader ? again this isnt a request im just curious because sometimes my daydreams take a sudden turn !!! :D
HIII ANON AJSSHHSH AND I LOVE YOU FOR MAKING MY DAY BETTER 🥺🥺💞
And oooh... actually, I have already been thinking about making a bonus part similiar to your idea :) I just haven't had the time and creativeness to write it recently since school is keeping me very busy😭
BUT in response to your question, I think Chuuya might initially keep his distance from the reader first. Partly because he blames himself for their death because he didn't finish his mission sooner, and also partly because he doesn't want to lose them again. It hurts him a lot, but he convinces himself that it's the best decision to make to keep reader safe. However, I can see him secretly keeping a close eye on them so that if they were in danger, he could save them this time and not make the same mistake twice (Chuuya honey it wasn't your fault ajshahs 😭)
Then after bumping into him a few times, you wonder sometimes; why does this ginger-haired man seem so achingly familiar? And why did you feel this pain in your heart whenever you looked at him? Almost as if... he was a past lover you never got to be together with. But you shrug it off; there was no way you could've known such a handsome and rich man in your life, because if you did, you'd be sure to remember him for eternity ashajhhasj
Whilst Yasuko would feel immensely guilty upon seeing you. Even as you tilt your head to innocently inquire what was wrong, she can't bring herself to articulate all the shame, sorrow, and remorse that she felt ever since the day you died. I can see her accidentally forming a sort-of friendship with your revived self, but also keeping you at an arm's length because she thinks that she doesn't deserve to even call you as her friend. Half of her wants to atone for the wrongdoings she committed against you in the past, but the other half wants her to suffer with your unawareness because it's all her fault that you were gone. However, I can totally see her trying to get you and Chuuya together in this life 👀 wingwoman Yasuko for the win
Anyways, I can see both of them keeping their distance while also trying to rekindle those pleasant memories with you. But sooner or later, you'll come to question why they treated you differently from the rest of their friends. And when you confront them about it, maybe then you'll finally learn the painful truth as it all pours out of Yasuko's lips. What you do afterwards is all up to you.
WHEWW sorry for making that kinda angsty :') but hey, at least reader has a chance with Chuuya now. Just that they'll have to break down all those walls he has formed around himself, and finally win his heart that their past self never got the chance to hold. While Yasuko, Dazai, and the PM will be wingmanning the entire way.
I hope this was able to answer your question anon! :D
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linkemon · 8 months
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Voice line headcanons 2
Friendly reminder that English is not my first language. You can check my Masterlists both in English and Polish here.
Paimon and Aether demand information from you! Who is [Reader]?! Being discreet? Excuse me, Paimon is very discreet and will get to the truth!
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Arataki Itto
✧ [Reader]? They're my greatest enemy. Did they arrest me? Don't be ridiculous. No one could capture the great Arataki Itto. Except for Kujo Sara... er... Huh? I didn't say anything. Of course it's about beetle fights. [Reader] can't beat me, so I still graciously agrees to let them try get back at me. Lie? Can those eyes lie, lavender melon? Hahaha! If you want, I can take you to them. It'll be the perfect excuse to see them... How do I look like? Give me a minute, I'll fix my hair and we can go!
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Yelan
✧ Information has a price. What's yours like? Why the long faces... Of course I was joking. After what we've been through together in the mines, I'll answer your question. Remember when I mentioned once that I took the fur meant for Tsaritsa in exchange for the lost bracelet? Regrator, also known as Pantalone, participated in this operation. [Reader] works with him. It was under theirs care that the entire cargo was lost. As far as I know, they didn't die. They've been looking for information about me for some time. They're really persistent. Apparently the Harbinger business is keeping them away but I'm sure they'll be around sooner or later. If you want, I'll let you know when I see them.
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Kujo Sara
✧ [Reader] is the best carpenter in Inazuma. They used to make furniture but eventually took up small handicrafts. Their works are masterful. I have many myself. I'm a little surprised the two of you are looking for them. Ah, are you looking for a figurine? That's the wrong word. Downright offensive. It is a lacquered sculpture of Her Majesty, the Mighty Narugami Ogosho, Goddess of Storms! How long is a name? Everyone here knows that respect is needed. You should be careful. There are serious consequences for offending our archon. I will not hesitate. Give you one when I have many? No way, especially after what Paimon said. And you'd better be nice to [Reader] or we'll talk differently...
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Qiqi
✧ Hmmm... Qiqi doesn't remember at the moment... Qiqi will see the diary.... Nice person... Sometimes they come to the pharmacy when Qiqi sells medicine. I don't think they like Dr. Baizhu. They teach Qiqi to use a sword but Qiqi forgets that she can fight...
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Shenhe
✧ [Reader]? I haven't seen  them for a long time. I wonder how they're doing. Time spent meditating flows differently. Especially in the mountains. It would be good to see them again. Oh, I got off topic, sorry. [Reader] is not an exorcist but they are very fond of learning more about how the spiritual part of this world works. They took some techniques from me. Of course, only the most secure ones. They even managed to talk to adepti, which is not given to everyone. They work as a ritual helper. You should ask Chongyun if you want to find them.
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Kuki Shinobu
✧ And why exactly do you want to find them? Just don't tell me someone in the gang did something wrong again. We're friends, so I guess it won't hurt if I tell you. [Reader] is also part of our team. You probably haven't met them yet because they often work in the field. At least you don't have to clean up the mess after it. Itto told you we're a couple?! I can't with him! Always talks too much. Blush under the mask? You just imagined it for sure...
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These are each Zodiac Sign DATING DEALBREAKERS
Are you looking to date a particular Zodiac sign?
We can't tell you what to do, as every person is different, but we can certainly tell you what to avoid.
Today, we'll cover each Zodiac sign's dealbreakers.
Aries
Aries need partners who are capable of handling excitement, so if you're a couch potato, or you're completely unwilling to try out new things, it's best to start looking elsewhere.
Don't get us wrong, Aries does enjoy their relaxation time, but if they consider you boring, that's an immediate game over.
Taurus
Taurus loves stability, and while they might enjoy the occasional adventure, they prefer to play it safe whenever they can.
Improvising things and going with the current may work for you, but it certainly won't work for Taurus, so you want to get all your ducks in a row before you even attempt to woo this sign.
Gemini
There are many, many, many things Gemini will overlook in a partner, but being unable to keep up with them both mentally and verbally isn't one of them.
Geminis love talking, and they adore having interesting discussions and even the occasional argument. If you don't feel like you can give them that, it's better to step aside.
Cancer
Everyone knows that Cancer is one of the most family-oriented signs in the Zodiac, which means that anyone who comes between them and their family will be immediately disqualified.
Cancers aren't prone to casual dating, so when they do date, someone, it's to bring them into the family, so you want to try your best to fit in, or else you'll be kicked to the curb.
Leo
Leos love being the center of attention and they adore treating life like an adventure, which means they prefer dating people who can satisfy both of those needs.
If Leo doesn't feel like they're important for you, and if they feel like you're trying to tone down their flair for the dramatic, then they'll run away sooner rather than later.
Virgo
It's a well-known fact that Virgos are perfectionists, but what most people don't realize is that they often hold other people to those same standards.
Virgos expect others to be just as meticulous and dedicated as them, so if you're not, chances are your relationship with a Virgo will be far more stressful than you hope for.
Libra
Libras enjoy meeting new people and interacting with others, so dating a shy person who would rather be alone can seriously complicate things.
They might be willing to try, sure, but if their partner doesn't try to get out of their shell in return, chances are the relationship just won't work in the long run.
Scorpio.
Scorpios are suspicious by nature and they hold honesty and sincerity to the highest regard.
In a relationship, they expect their partners to be as honest and open as possible, so dating someone who's closed off and secretive isn't really going to work.
Sagittarius
Sagittarians love traveling and acquiring new experiences, to the point that they'd rather sacrifice a relationship than their ability to explore the world.
As such, they often look for partners who'll travel alongside them, so if you're the kind of person who's looking for a more stable life, it's best to look elsewhere.
Capricorn
Capricorns prefer to feel wanted, rather than feel needed, which means they often look for partners who have their lives together and don't need constant reassurance or help.
They're capable individuals who enjoy pursuing activities on their own rather than doing everything as a couple, so if you're a clingy lover, there's no need to apply.
Aquarius
Eccentric and free-thinking, Aquarians thrive where there's no judgment, and that extends to every aspect of their life.
If you prefer keeping up with appearances rather than pursuing your dreams –no matter how strange they might be– then Aquarius isn't the partner for you.
Pisces
Everyone enjoys feeling appreciated when they're in a relationship but Pisces take this to the next level.
If you're not the kind of person who shares their appreciation verbally, or you expect your partner to be satisfied with minimal demonstrations of love, then step aside because Pisces requires a much more hands-on approach.
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Broken Hearts and Laser Guns (Yondu x Reader)
A/N: This is one of several completed Yondu fics I wrote a few years ago and found sitting forgotten in a folder on my laptop a couple of months back, and I'm slowly making my way through them to get them all posted eventually. I'm not going to do much editing (just a glance-through to find glaring typos), and I feel like my writing has improved since then, but hopefully they'll be enjoyed. :)
Summary: Reader gets their heart broken and Yondu offers some advice.
Warnings: I don't think there are any, but if I've missed one, just let me know. It's a bit angsty due to a breakup, but nothing too intense.
You peeked your head around the door frame of one of the lounges in the Avengers compound, making sure no one was inside. Breathing a sigh of relief when you confirmed that it was indeed empty, you walked inside and collapsed on one of the couches, scrubbing your face with your hands.
You wanted nothing more than to go to your room, lock the door, and cry in private, but that was out of the question. You still had work to do and you didn’t want to let the rest of the team down just because you were heartbroken. You’d take a quick break to pull yourself together, and then try to focus on work for the rest of the day.
Dating someone who also worked in the compound had seemed like a good idea in the beginning, but after the breakup you quickly realized why it was, in fact, a terrible idea. You wished you could avoid your partner – well, ex-partner – completely, but knew you’d bump into them sooner or later. Sooner, with your luck.
You looked up toward the ceiling, doing your best to keep the tears from streaking down your cheeks. All you needed was for someone to find you crying in the lounge. The Avengers compound held a modicum of professionalism, but news about breakups and broken hearts traveled fast, and you really didn’t want to have to deal with any useless, however well-meant, sympathy from your co-workers.
You heard footsteps coming down the hallway and quickly brushed a couple of lingering teardrops from your bottom lashes, hoping that whoever it was didn’t come into the lounge.
A man strode past, glanced inside, then took a step back so he could lean against the door frame, a look of concern on his blue face. “Somethin’ wrong, Y/N?”
You shook your head and tried to muster a smile. “I’m fine, Yondu, thanks. What are you doing here?”
Yondu pushed away from the door frame with his shoulder, then joined you on the couch. “Me an’ Kraglin are gonna help out with a mission. Tha Avengers needed somebody who could get into some shady space ports, an’, well…”
He shrugged, flashing you a quick grin, and you gave him a small smile in return.
“Well, it’s good to see you.”
“You, too. But ya ain’t foolin’ me by sayin’ yer fine.” He nudged you with his arm. “Out with it.”
You sighed. You couldn’t say that you and Yondu were particularly close, but you’d spent time with him occasionally in the past when he and the other Guardians would show up at the compound for one reason or another.
And you had to admit, talking to someone who wouldn’t judge you sounded nice.
You took a steadying breath then said, “I got dumped today.”
You tried to brush it off with a shrug, but you felt your chin wobble and knew you weren’t going to make it through this conversation without crying. You avoided looking at Yondu’s face, and instead studied your boots, which were intensely interesting all of a sudden.
“Ah, damn. Hate ta hear that, Y/N. Their loss, though.”
You huffed a sardonic laugh. “Yeah, sure.”
“I mean it.”
You shook your head, still avoiding looking in his direction. “I just don’t understand what happened. I thought we were fine, you know?”
Your traitorous eyes began to leak again and you angrily brushed the tears away.
“Yeah, that always makes it harder, when it seems ta come outta nowhere.”
You gave a small nod, now focusing on your hands. You didn’t trust yourself to speak, and Yondu seemed to understand.
“Gotta say, I ain’t been dumped in a while, but that’s only ‘cause I ain’t been in a relationship in a while. Reckon I remember how bad it hurts, though.”
“It does.”
“Feels like tha world’s endin’ when ya lose someone.”
You nodded again, brushing another tear away.
“’Specially when ya don’t know what happened.”
“I just… don’t understand.” Something shifted and you couldn’t hold your tears in any longer. “What did I do wrong?”
“Sure ya didn’t do nothin’ wrong.”
“Then why?” Your voice broke on a sob and you finally met his eyes. “Why wasn’t I good enough, Yondu?”
You began to cry in earnest, leaning forward and resting your face in your hands. You tensed up for a moment when Yondu draped an arm over your shoulder and pulled you to his side, then relaxed against him, giving in to the tears.
“Listen ta me, Y/N. Yer good enough, ya hear me? If they couldn’t see that, then that’s on them. Sometimes folks jus’ ain’t meant ta be together. Don’t mean somebody ain’t good enough, just means ya ain’t tha right fit.”
You cried harder. “But I thought we fit! I thought we were fine!”
“I ain’t gonna tell ya not ta cry. Cryin’s good fer ya, so ya do it as long as ya need to. But I am gonna tell ya that ya need ta get the ‘good enough’ thoughts outta yer head. They ain’t true an’ they won’t do no good.”
You were crying too hard to form a reply, so you nodded. You knew he was right, but it still hurt and you couldn’t help the feelings of not being good enough. Why else would someone break up a seemingly good relationship?
“An’ as fer fittin’ an’ bein’ fine, maybe y’all did fit at first, an’ then maybe things changed fer ‘em. Life gets in tha way of these things, changes people, ain’t got nothin’ ta do with you. Ya need ta let ‘em go, let ‘em do what they need ta do. Tryin’ ta hang onto these things never works. Won’t make ya happy.”
You tried to catch your breath as you continued to cry, and hoped you wouldn’t start to hyperventilate. That was all you needed to make things even more embarrassing.
“I… I know. But it just… just hurts so much.”
“I know it does, darlin’. Just gotta let it hurt. Gotta get through it. One day yer gonna wake up and be okay, though.”
You gave an unbelieving huff as you tried to stem your tears.
“Yeah, didn’t think ya’d believe me, but it’s true. Ya listen ta ol’ Yondu. He knows what he’s talkin’ about.”
You sat up and lifted your head to look at him, wiping more tears away and wishing you had a tissue. “When did you get so wise, Captain?”
He grinned. “Always been wise. Don’t know why ya ain’t realized it before now.”
You hiccuped a laugh and used your sleeve to dry your eyes, even as a few more tears trickled down your cheek. “You’ve been hiding all that Ravager knowledge, I guess.”
“Guess so.”
“Ugh, I wish I had a tissue.” You knew your eyes were red and swollen so there would be no hiding this crying session when you finally left the lounge, but you at least wanted your face to be dry when you met up with your teammates.
“Oh, here.” Yondu removed his arm from around you and reached into an inside pocket of his duster, pulling out a grimy handkerchief and handing it to you.
You took it from him and gave a small laugh through the last of your tears. “It’s… dirty.”
“Yeah, well, I’m a Ravager. Might be good with advice about a broken heart, but I ain’t ever got a clean handkerchief.”
You laughed again, a little louder, as you handed it back to him, then dabbed your eyes gently with the sleeve pulled up over your hand. “Thanks, but I’ll just keep using my sleeves.”
“Suit yerself.” He grinned as he stuck the dirty handkerchief back inside his pocket. “Listen, I got an idea. We’re gonna go blow off some steam.”
You shook your head. “I can’t. I have to get back to work.”
“Come on, Y/N, when’s tha last time ya took off?”
You thought for a minute and realized it had been months since you’d taken a day off. “It’s been a while,” you admitted.
“They can get along without ya fer one afternoon. Tell ‘em yer sick an’ let’s go.”
“I can’t just lie and say I’m sick! They’ll have me in the sick bay within the hour.”
“Ain’t a lie! Yer heartsick, an’ they can’t put ya in tha sick bay if ya ain’t here. Come on, send ‘em a comm.”
You bit your lip, considering your options. “Fine.”
His grin widened as he watched you pull out your phone and send a quick email to your supervisor. It was true, they could do without you for one afternoon. There weren’t any pressing matters to attend to, and it was Friday, after all.
You slipped your phone back into your pocket. “Done. So where are we going?”
Yondu stood and held out a hand to help you up. “It’s a surprise.”
“I don’t really like the sound of that.”
“C’mon, trust me.”
Even though you knew you probably shouldn’t, you did.
You followed him outside to the airspace, but stopped walking when you realized he was heading towards his ship.
He noticed you were no longer beside him and turned back to you. “What’s wrong?”
“Are we leaving Earth?”
“Yep.”
“I can’t just leave the planet.”
“Who says?”
Realizing there was literally no one who could stop you from leaving the planet – something that you thought might have been an oversight that someone should have already considered – you shrugged and caught up with him.
A few minutes later, you were sitting next to Yondu in the co-pilot’s chair of the Eclector. You’d never been in space before and could hardly believe you were here now.
“So where are we going?””
“Told ya, it’s a surprise.”
“Leaving the planet isn’t enough of a surprise?”
“Nope.”
An hour later, Yondu set the ship expertly down in a landing field full of other ships, and the two of you stepped out into a brightly lit town. Apart from the fact that the buildings were definitely not constructed by anyone from Earth, it almost felt like a bustling city back home.
You followed Yondu to a small building, painted in vivid colors, and walked inside as he held the door for you. It took a moment for your eyes to adjust to the dimly-lit room, a contrast from all the brightness outside, and then you quickly caught up to Yondu as he strode to a counter on the other side of the room.
“Two, please.”
The man behind the counter, who had three eyes and whose skin was tinted a light purple, said, “Yes, sir. Will you require laser guns, or do you have your own?”
“Go ahead an’ give us a couple,” he said, sliding some credits across the counter.
The man nodded, reached under the counter and pulled out two laser guns, which he handed to Yondu. “You can go on in,” he said, indicating a door on the right. “The session isn’t full yet.”
“Thanks.”
Yondu handed one of the laser guns to you. “Ya ready?”
“For what?”
“Fer a laser gun battle.”
“Is this… is this like laser tag on Earth?”
“Yeah, somethin’ like that. General concept is tha same.”
“The general concept?”
“Yep.”
You stopped at the door. “Don’t we get the little vests with the targets?”
“Don’t need vests. We’re tha targets.”
“But how do we know who wins?”
“Whoever’s still standin’ at tha end.”
You looked at your laser gun in horror and spluttered, “Yondu, are these real laser guns?”
“’Course they are! Can’t protect yerself with fake ones.”
“Are you trying to get me killed? Because I guess that is a good way to make me forget about my broken heart.”
Yondu laughed. “Nah, we ain’t gonna die. I’ve seen ya at target practice, yer a natural. We ain’t got nothin’ ta worry ‘bout.”
“Yondu!”
“Ya really don’t wanna have a laser battle?”
“Not when the losers die!”
He grinned. “Fine. Then how ‘bout ice cream?”
You were speechless for a moment as you tried to comprehend his sudden shift from death in a laser gun battle to ice cream. “Ice cream sounds much… safer.”
“Then ice cream it is. I know this place over on -”
You raised a hand to stop him. “Can we please get ice cream back on Earth?”
He laughed. “You got it, darlin’.” Turning back to the man behind the counter, he asked, “Reckon we can get a refund on these guns?”
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ok guys walk with me: annabeth's abssence from the underworld scenes teased so far, possible athena's appearence and the 4 pearls theory (spoilers from the first book)
From the previews, trailers and teasers, we can assume annabeth is not gonna be a part of most of the events that take place in the underworld. From what I recall, she is not featured in most scenes in the underworld that were teased so far, apart from the cliff and the forest with the creepy ass bald dolls (im guessing those are a part of the underworld realm). We only see percy and grover in most scenes.
At first, i thought maybe she is gonna be sent to camp sooner than what happens in the book, but the teasers show that annabeth will be present in the ares fight (which happens after the events in the underworld). And that debunks my theory that she will be sent to camp before grover.
So why do you guys think she is not present in most scenes?
I think maybe she is gonna be held somewhere in the underworld apart from the boys for some time. My guess is that the precipice we see annabeth falling in might be the same one ferberus is in (from the clip where we see percy holding the red rubber ball, with only grover by his side). Im not sure how she gets out of there, and by her abssence of most of the teasers, im thinking maybe she is gonna be held there for most of the episode, but i have no idea how she is gonna convince the boys to keep going without her. Maybe they leave her under ferberus's protection, if they keep the scene where the two of them bond? (However, so far, we only see percy with the red rubber ball and we only see grover standing beside him).
Either way, we know that they are gonna keep the part where percy is alone delivering the bolt, bc he is alone in the scenes teasing olympus. He is also still wearing the green flanel when he returns to camp, while annabeth is wearing the camp t-shirt, meaning she got there before and they reunite in that scene.
As for the 4th pearl, I think that the addition of it might have happened to show that poseidon thought of sally (the gift of only 3 pearls in the book never made sense to me, did poseidon run out of pearls in his stock?). However, i still think something will happen so that the story keeps on track, with percy being forced to choose between his mother and his best friends in the show too. My guess is that at least one of the pearls might be stolen or accidentally lost.
At first, i thought maybe they'll use a pearl to save annabeth from the precipice, if the pearl was her only chance to escape. Maybe percy would throw one of the pearls and miss the first time, maybe ferberus eats a pearl?? wtf, idk. So he must choose to give her a second pearl, and then has to choose again, this time between grover, sally or himself in the underworld later. But annabeth's presence in the fight with ares has really confused all my theories. So truly i have no idea what is really gonna happen. Maybe the pearl only sends her out of the underworld, she waits for them, then the ares fight happens and THEN annabeth and grover go to camp. But i dont see how she would accept to leave either. Anyway, i hate the possibility of us seeing less of annabeth in the last 2 episodes. I really hope to see the 3 of them braving the underworld together.
I also believe we will meet athena in this season, since all the other gods that appear in the opening are confirmed to appear this season. Maybe she stops being a deadbeat and shows up to save annabeth from the precipice? YEAH RIGHT
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that alien thing I was thinking about. I don't usually do epistolary writing, but this gets the point across without spilling all the alien details so I can come back tell the rest from a more normal human POV if I want to come back to it.
~550 words
cw: dehumanization, alien abduction, corporate fuckery
Trash > Observational Lab NS02 Notes!
Timestamped 683800:1101
Looks like the lab will be seeing some use sooner than we thought. Pamza had their crew charting an unoccupied system near the Eysina jump and found an active biosphere in the middle of it. A probe didn’t detect any sort of faelar or other artificial networks or anything that would suggest any kind of civilization, so they’re sending the field team to touch down and see about getting us some wildlife samples.
In the meantime, I get to recalibrate allllll our containment tanks because somehow no one anticipated the exact conditions required to house some random xeno-bugs.
Timestamped 683810:1352
So the new alien things are fuzzy and actually kind of cute! I figured the field guys would just find a couple of 'pod things, those awkward things that evolve early in a planet’s life cycle.
But I overheard someone saying the sponsor’s pleased, some of these things might even be marketable? Not my concern I guess, but the labs are full and I am busy!
Timestamped 683809:1112
Some of these species should not have been housed together. Zoc is pissed at the field guys. Me too, after spending all afternoon cleaning out that tank. These things are um, tightly packed under all that fur.
I watched Zoc do an exploratory xenonecropsy which was…not something I was expecting to get out of this apprenticeship. I don’t know how I feel about it. It’s good experience, probably? But I think I prefer to work with living things.
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Some of these things are smart for their size! I guess they’re probably not small relatively and life on their planet found some way to cope with the size limitations, but it’s still weird to see. They're pretty social too. I think some of them have started recognizing different lab members. 
There’s this one that I think even likes me. It’s kind of a stabby little thing, hand-sized, fluffy. It trots right up to my hand when open the tank and climbs up to my crest to sleep while I sit down to prep instruments for later. It’s adorable. If the Sponsor does send a team back to that planet, I’ll probably buy one of my own once they’re available
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Something happened in the lab today. I don’t think anyone else saw. I was cycling some water for the twoleggers, one of them almost got out and—I don’t know. I don’t think basic animal intelligence would have thought to do that. But we don’t have any kind of ambassadors on board, never mind the specialists needed for first contact and translating and…oh.
I probably just misinterpreted what I saw. Maybe I just need to review my xenocognition theory. I’m wrong. I'm sure of it. I’m just an apprentice. I don't know things.
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I can’t remember if they monitor search queries. I bet they can do that. It’s their ship. Their tech. I tried to figure out what I'm supposed to do if I think we accidentally found alien life that's...Can they see these files? fuck.
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It knows. The little twolegger knows I know, it knows and I don’t know how to tell it that I can’t do anything for it without sentencing it to death. It's going to hurt itself. Or someone else is going to notice if it keeps trying to prove itself and then they'll sentence it to death.
I have to make it stop.
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I have an idea that I'm never actually going to write but that I keep thinking about regardless.
Shortly into her senior year at Ever After High, less than a year before she and Hunter will graduate and have to fulfill their destinies, Ashlynn finds out that she's pregnant.
She and Hunter decide to use this to their advantage.
After all, it would be a really big scandal if Ashlynn, a royal princess, one with a destiny, no less, had a child out of wedlock. Nobody will be able to stop her and Hunter from getting married now. Sure, it's a lot sooner than they ever thought it would be, the rare times they dared to dream that perhaps one day they could actually marry, and they'll still face a lot of stigma - after all, the Rebel movement is barely two years old - but at least they'll be able to be together for certain now, right?
Wrong.
The story opens from the point of view of Hunter and Ashlynn's son, whose name I cannot think of, who has been raised as the second son and youngest child of the Huntsman and his wife and has no clue that they are not actually his parents.
The only people who know the truth are Hunter, Ashlynn, their parents, Milton Grimm, and possibly Giles Grimm and some other authorities and family members. No other students at Ever After High know. All they know is that shortly into their senior year Ashlynn suddenly became ill with a very contagious disease and was in isolation at her home for the rest of the year, completing her coursework by mail.
Hunter fulfills his story. He never marries and has no other children. He is not under much pressure to have a child to fulfill his destiny in the next generation, though, because he has a younger sister and an illegitimate son two younger siblings who can, and the Huntsman after them can be one of their children, and so on.
I'm not sure what happened to Ashlynn. Maybe she had to marry a prince afterwards. Maybe she refused to marry anyone who wasn't Hunter. Maybe she was banished. I have no idea.
Fern, Hunter's younger sister, was five at the time. She, too, believe that her nephew is her little brother. All she knows is that one day her mother left home, ostensibly to go to the hospital but actually going to collect the baby from the palace where Ashlynn lived, and came home with a baby a few days later. Congratulation, she has a new baby brother! Depending on when Hunter finally managed to convince his parents to take the baby, his mother may have been faking her own pregnancy for the past couple of months. Fern does remember a lot of tense arguments between Hunter and their parents that stopped whenever she walked into the room, and a lot of stress and tension.
I have no idea what else happens in this, but if anyone wants to use this idea, feel free. ;)
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Sweater weather time
Rei acknowledges he might have a problem roughly 4 months (or 12.5 sweater exchanges) too late.
Really, the problem has existed for quite a while already - a secret agent is not supposed to be predictable, and they've been meeting pretty regularly, every two weeks at first, and lately every single one, like clockwork. It's a risk he should not be taking, for the sake of his own cover, Hiro's, and if he's being entirely honest, Akai's. He tries not to think too hard about how Okiya Subaru could probably exist peacefully, without his interference, but then again, it's all Akai's fault anyways. He's had three years to contact Rei about Scotch's survival, to only do so now when it was about to bite him in the ass, well, he deserves whatever the consequences of his actions might be. After their little stint at the Kudo manor, Rei's really done his best to destroy the evidence of his investigation, to let it be known as a failure, and thus, officially, Akai Shuuichi's death has been laid to rest. It is simply practical to keep an ally's cover safe so they may strike unexpectedly, at an opportune moment (and if Rei feels any regret about his actions or gratitute for how Akai has quickly become a reliable presence in his life, well, those pale in comparison to his duty).
That opportunity might come sooner than later, as the plan to take down the organisation is entering its critical phase. They both need to be at their best for this showdown, and he really, really can't afford to be distracted by Akai. He also can't afford to raise attention, and he knows at least Vermouth has her suspicions. She likes to dress him up too much, whisper in his ear, get too close too close too close; while Akai's cologne at least disperses quickly, the smell of his cigarettes lingers on the sweaters, and by extension, on Rei. It seems, of all things, to work as a shield - Vermouth wrinkles her nose when she first smells it on him, asking if he is, perhaps, stressed, for any reason at all? He's lying through his teeth, claiming smoking helps him concentrate, as Rum's requests are getting more challenging - but not to worry, it's nothing he can't handle. She's keeping more distance than usual afterwards, and he honestly can't help but be a little glad for that. Still, just to be sure, he's nabbing the pack of cigarettes from Akai's breast pocket when they met up after, requistioned to have them on hand as evidence if need be. (He's allowing Akai one last cigarette from the pack, which they share, 50/50, to get Rei reaccustomed to the sensation.)
Which is how he finds himself, weeks later, standing in front of his open window, smoking one of Akai's cigarettes. The glow of its tip pales in comparison to the lights of his beloved Tokyo all around him, but it's filling him with a little warmth at least. It's not the same as the lingering smell he's grown accustomed to; it's too intense, too lacking in complexity (too much like when Scotch and Rye were sharing cigarettes on their missions together). But at least the nicotine calms him somewhat. He's been restless, these last couple of days; Akai's somewhere in the US, procuring equipment and briefing people for the coordinated offensive. So much for his reliability. Usually, Rei would contact him, and they'd find a way to meet within the next couple of days - he has the sneaking suspicion Akai has been getting better at gauging the intervalls for their meetings, and is keeping some timeslots open for him. Or maybe he just really has that little to do. Who's to say.
In any case, it's way past their usual meeting time, and he hasn't been able to get in touch. He could go through official channels, seeing as the FBI and the PSB are cooperating now, but it really isn't that important. He can wait. The final briefing is scheduled three days before the sting; if he can deal with his problem by then, they'll be able to give their all for the finale of this mission four years in the making. He can't wait for that to be over.
But, to get closure, he'll need to settle the score. That 0.5 in their sweater exchange rate, the first sweater he took, is the issue, keeping them both locked up in an eternal inbalance, because technically Rei owes Akai that sweater back. There's only one problem - he's tried to get over himself, to undo the original sin. It shouldn't be hard, it's only a piece of clothing, after all. He's washed it and put it in a bag with a little ribbon, a month after the initial borrowing, and he's tried to give it back. And found himself unwilling, no, unable to. This sweater he holds onto in the nights where nightmares threaten to devour him whole. This sweater has kept him warm through shock, has caught his anger and relief at the revelation of his best friend's survival, and it's such an inextricable part of the experience it has become tangible proof of a brighter future for Rei. He can't give it up, needs it like breathing.
It's invaluable. There's nothing he could give Akai that's even anywhere close.
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Sweater weather AU masterpost
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