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After rewatching Dune 1 for the hundredth time I realised all Bene Gesserit sisters hold their hands in the same position. It just shows how strictly trained they must be, it’s shaped their body language. Even Jess is like that, especially when she’s with the Reverend Mother.
Ooooh that's not something I would've thought to notice, but... yeah. The programming is so complete!!
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(anon who talked about tone) Val, I'm not saying that you aren't doing things well, what I'm saying is that the way you go about saying things makes it sound worse than it (probably) is.
When you reply you always focus on damage and winning in a very "might is right" way, and you come across as being a bully even if you may not be one.
People are trainers for a variety of reasons, and not all of them *want* to be like you. They don't all want to be the strongest, or to have Pokémon that aren't able to do anything other than battling. They may be an old lady who wants a yamper to help fetch her slippers so she doesn't have to bend down, will play nicely with her grandkids, and will maybe be able to get a nice ribbon at the local contests her granddaughter wants to enter it into.
Her Yamper wouldn't be able to do what you do, it may not have any moves for battling, hell it may be scared of the local pidove, but it'll be perfect for the kids. Sense is a good battler, but he wouldn't be able to do the job of that yamper. The yamper wouldn't be able to handle victory road. That's just how it is, and that old lady wouldn't be any less of a trainer if she'd mostly trained the yamper to use only cute moves for the contests and to bark to let her know the kettle has boiled.
Okayyyyy. but if she only went into Contests than she wouldn't be a Trainer but a Coordinator (minor definition mistake. Checkmate Argument)
Okay but let me actually explain this to your smallbrain. why your hypothetical doesnt make any sense
1 its against the Ace Trainer Code (linked in Pinned) to fight against someone if they aren't on my Level.
(you think i call myself ace because i'm arrogant. FUCKHEADS)
2nd Sense is absolutely capable of fetching slippers and the way he is isn't my fault. i did not purposefully create the state he is in. it was the accident and a Pokétherapist recommended that i should keep him an active Fighter so that his EBF doesn't get worse.
3rd If that kind of person actually challenged me... i think i would be able to hold back. like Sense could just do a simple Powerslam and it would be a 1HKO. i don't need to be cruel.
BUT, if i find myself (behind the wheel of a large automobile) In a serious Battle -one which could impact my Rank- then yes. i will absolutely use everything in my Arsenal.
Maximum Pain is the way to victory.
Making your opponent Pass out is the Point of these Battles.
That is a reality you have to accept. this is a violent Contact Sport.
Stop acting like it's about cuteness and Friendship & shit.
But don't take this as an excuse to be cruel to your own Pokémon, they are the real heroes and you should never ever EVER think that you are better than them.
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Anon prompt I just got - are you trying to break me? Are you trying to break everyone who reads them??
I absolutely love it, of course, it's going to be FUN, but... I'm already feeling the emotions...
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Thoughts on Jessica and Leto as parents? I always liked to think that Paul wanted to fins what his parents had
I agree with that. Like, I don't write that element of their lives as much because it's rougher for me on a personal level, but I think they both TRIED and did fairly well despite the circumstances / having no functional baselines to work from.
Editing to add more: I think the effort and intent count for a lot. They both have this "I will do better than what created me" approach to... a lot of things (have I actually posted the same-personality-traits-different-volume-levels meta or is that just something I've inflicted on one of my friends who doesn't go here?) but ESPECIALLY to that responsibility. And I think they're both very aware of that lack of a baseline. Jessica functionally grew up in a cult and I don't think ever gets the hang of positive human emotions and what the hell is she supposed to do with a tiny dependent creature and why is she so ATTACHED?! Leto... has objectively less baggage, but the recent movie's implications that his background was very cold are fun to run with and I think he puts more conscious effort into being Good At This.
And I think they're aware that they're setting that example and act accordingly. And there's something particularly gorgeous about that. Being aware that their dynamic broke the world and the whole mutual commitment to being FUNCTIONAL despite their circumstances.
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Patron Saint of Metamorphosis 🦋
Ooooh. I like and I have questions.
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Anon who just sent a prompt - that is HOT / gorgeous mental image and I'm gonna have to bat it around... I thiiink it could work with how I write their dynamic but it's gonna take a little maneuvering...
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Y'all are going to break me with some of these anon prompts...
(By all means keep sending them, I'm just screaming a little about the latest one because it'll be SO fun.)
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omgg author i'm sorry i assumed about the star wars scene, it basically would be like jessleto doing some pda where they shouldn't🙂↕️
Gotcha. I'm here for that, but... someone else saw your idea, IS familiar with the reference, and might be batting it around...
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dear author, this might be slightly niche but could we have jessleto reenacting Padme and Anakin's "Wait, Not here/Yes here" scene? (i'm going INSANE at the tension i know you could create between them)
I don't know that scene / I've actually never watched the prequel trilogy. (Which could be a fun project for this summer, idk.)
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Hi! Very new to ur Jess/leto fics but was wondering if u have any based around jealousy (very sexy to me) or one of them fighting then making up???
I write their little fights a lot more than jealously, so...
early-era, relatively minor fight over whether she deserves caution
Choice-era, she's stubborn and he's concerned
reclamation sex, sorta
the glove fic
and its spiritual sequel
late-era, longing turns into more than it needs to be
and the modern-au equivalent
more vaguely territorial reclamation stuffs
mid-era, different thoughts about public boundaries + a fun setting
late-era, something gets taken out of context and blown out of proportion
territorial, modern-au flavor
the canon-divergent 'verse, or of course they go at each other almost immediately
This is more than I thought I had, lol. Enjoy!
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Anon who sent That Prompt a couple hours ago - thank you so much for the specific angle on it, that's not something I ever thought to write and I'm feeling it...
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got it, thanks for answering! i'm new here <3 (really enjoy all the fics)
You're fine!! Feel free to talk at me / send prompts / etc.
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i might be crazy but did you upload 50 chaps to id live and die etc ? chap 49 is the one you said “the next ficlet i post will be in the next compilation” but i thought there would be one more? sorry if i sound like an idiot
I start new compilations before the previous one hits 50 so I can link the new one in the final post. I did start a new comp this morning (sit awake until the wild feelings leave you) and the final ficlet for "i'd live and die---" is going up in a couple minutes here / as soon as I figure out one little logistic...
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Your joel and Tess are divine!!!!
Thank you!!
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87 (gunshot) for Garcy?
This only took three years to write... usual canon-divergent ‘verse, PG ish, also on ao3.
Gunshot
How easily she loses focus, how easily the details blur.
The closer they are to their own time, the more can gowrong. Lucy has learned far more than she ever wanted to know about the exacttimeline of advancements in weaponry, never an area of interest to her until itbecame brutally relevant to her life. Someone on the team getting stabbed isnot a good time, obviously, but there’s at least warning when that’sabout to happen. Current circumstances, on the other hand…
Nothing good ever happens to them in the 1920s. Ever. Lucyis well aware of this particular bad streak. But this here is still a low point.
She reminds herself, as she hears the noise and sees herpartner go down, that one of his advantages is he is built like a tank. From themovements she watches from the other side of the room, and the particularcombination of swear words in languages she’s lucky enough to identify, this isnot an immediate emergency. She can almost hear his voice telling her to getthe hell out of here before someone figures out that the petite woman on theother side of the space has a connection to the scene unfolding, can almost…
Lucy is a lot of things, and finding new complicationswithin herself every day, but she is no coward and she is loyal to whatis hers. Screw the logical part of her brain. Screw survival instincts. Screw everythingthat isn’t her own anxious heart.
She’s in no mood to be a victim, but her size isoccasionally in her favor and she makes it to where her partner has at leastmaneuvered himself against a hopefully stable wall. The fact that he was ableto do that was a good sign, but-
“How bad?” Do not ask stupid questions, do not-
“Good spot, bad angle. May I have your scarf?”
She obliges, hands shaking, wishing she could be more usefulbut of course this stubborn man is too determined to do field-medic work on himselfinstead of asking for help and-
“Am I going to have to get that out of you later?”
“Probably. When we’re somewhere we can. It’s not…”
“I realize this is normal for you but-“
“You need to get out of here.”
Lucy shifts her position so her displeased expression hasmaximum effect. “And leave you alone after that happened?”
“A shoulder wound is not-“
“You’re still bleeding. Still counts.”
Flynn gives her that look he does in these situations, anexpression she can only describe as yep she is the only person in theworld who he listens to on any kind of regular basis but even she’s on thin icesometimes. “I’m fine.”
“No one ever means that.”
“We’ll move after it stops. Are you… if you need to…”
Always the unsaid in these moments of damage control. If shehas to shoot someone, yes, she could do it. Not an ideal scenario for anyone,but-
“Whatever we have to do.”
Later, in the flickering lights of the bathroom back home,she’ll help deal with the wound because she’s the only person he’ll let touch himunder such minor circumstances. Later, perhaps sooner perhaps months later, he’llget her a new scarf to replace the now-ruined one knotted around his arm.
For now, their free hands meet and they wait for a good momentto run, and they are alive, and that is enough.
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79 + Garcy
Usual let’s-ignore-the-movie / canon-divergent ‘verse, PG-ish, also on ao3.
79. Illogical
They’re domesticating, she supposes. Strange move given therest of their relationship, but they’ve never been normal.
The week Lucy moves most of her clothing into a questionablystable dresser in Flynn’s bedroom is also the same week he kisses her foreheadfor the first time, and those two events are unrelated but happen in about thatorder. It makes sense to officially move in, she thinks; she accidentally fallsasleep there most nights, and there is only so much space in the currentsafehouse and it makes sense to consolidate in case any other dynamics change,and-
She’s pretty sure she’s at least ten years too old to be indefinitelystuck on an air mattress, but life will go on and she has survived worse thesepast few years.
They are, on paper, absolutely platonic roommates. The relativelysmall space the team occupies, combined with a questionably functional bathroomlock that no one has managed to fix and some indefinite person may have brokenfurther in an attempt, means everyone’s seen everything at some point oranother. The important detail in this domestication is that neither of them is physicallyinvolved with anyone else and thus things will not be awkward.
In theory, anyways.
In practice, what had previously been an occasionallyfleeting thought on lonely nights turns into a full-on crush with annoyingspeed. It is one thing to feel out of place, to end up sleeping curled up on thatchair because there are too many creaky floorboards to avoid in the middle ofthe night. It is another to belong, to wake up and see all of that firstthing in the morning and-
Lucy considers herself relatively well controlled, in thegrand scheme of things. Impulsive behavior rarely works out for her, and herromantic body count proves it. She is not about to actually do anything.
She is now, however, a lot more tempted than she was a weekago.
It’s not that Flynn is a bad roommate, in any sense of theword. Half the reason this arrangement happened is they keep the same hours; heusually wakes earlier than she does, but not by enough to be a problem, and he’ssurprisingly quiet for a person of his size. He is tidy even within the boundariesof situational minimalism, and Lucy suspects they’d drive each other crazy overthat alone in a more normal domestic situation, she tends to be more thethrive-in-chaos type and she-
Less than a week and she’s wondering about, if this war everends, taking him home with her to the godawful house she has inherited as nextof kin because she cannot imagine she was actually written out of her mother’swill at any point. It would be a practical enough decision. He’ll have nowhereelse to go, and it makes sense for the lonely people to stick together, andshe-
There are things she knows now, and other things she kindaknew but now appreciates so much better. Like how his accent is heavier when he’stired, even more than it is when he’s emotionally compromised, and first thingin the morning it takes him a few moments and a few sentences to place whatlanguage he’s supposed to be speaking. Like how his nightmares are quiet andviolent, and she is both unsure she could ever curl up with him on a mattressand absolutely convinced that doing so would make her the safest person alive.Like how far his discomfort with his body goes, and-
A few days into the new living arrangement, she opens thedoor and sees skin and immediately shuts it again and-
She is still in the hallway, shaking despite herself, whenthe door opens a few minutes later.
“Are you alright?” he asks, and the shifting of focus is sotypical and she can’t-
“I should’ve knocked.”
“You live here too now.”
“Invasion of privacy is invasion of privacy.”
“Waist up isn’t interesting.”
It is to her, she wants to say but won’t because they aretoo fragile as it is. There are scars on him that she knows nothing about, alife documented in flesh and she wants to run her hands over every line and-
No. Bad thoughts. Not now not yet.
“I want to be respectful,” she says, because she needs tosay something. “And I know you’d do the same in reversed positions.”
Given the number of times she’s asked him to help her with acorset over the past year, it’s not quite that simple and they both know it,but…
“It has been a while since I’ve let anyone see mevoluntarily,” he says, still keeping safe distance. “But I would allow you.”
“You don’t have to-“
“I trust you not to be unkind without reason. And I trustthat little moments like that will not make things complicated.”
Well that makes one of them, she wants to say, but she doesn’tfeel like sparring so she decides not to. “I just… I don’t want…”
“I trust you,” he says again, finally moving closer. “Canthat be enough?”
Lucy is not tactile by nature, and she suspects hercounterpart is not either, but this is a moment that demands some kind of touchand she allows the embrace. Not the first time, and she has to remind herselfthat she is a perfectly normal-sized woman and he’s just a tree, but-
The forehead kiss is new, and there’s a not-going-anywhere energyto it that makes her blush, and yeah, it is enough.
“I still should’ve knocked.”
“Let it go. No damage done. You are safe for me, alright?”
No. No she isn’t. Not with all the darkness in her.
But he has darkness too, she reminds herself as she clingsmore than is proper in the middle of the hallway. And he isn’t scared of her.
Maybe, she thinks, maybe that’s enough to make a life.
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