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oohyesplease · 2 years
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I miss him. Please come back, regrow half your hair, and join your brothers again 🤞🏼🤞🏼🤞🏼
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moonlight-sonata99 · 1 year
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Sunshine
Crosshair x F!Reader
Warnings: Mentions of torture, nightmares and sex and Reader is referred to as Her/she
A/n: this is for @masterjedilenawrites !!!❤️❤️❤️ for the @cloneficgiftexchange !!! I loved writing this and I hope you love it as much as I do❤️
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“..sshair!”
“Crosshair!” Her voice cut through the blaring sirens and he felt her hand supporting his head up and she looked at him, He opened his eyes slowly at her voice. Her red eyes which had tears threatening to spill stared into his as she smiled with a sigh of relief.
“Thank the maker!” she exclaimed lifting him up softly, “Can you hear me?” she asked through the sirens and he only nodded covering his eyes.
“wrecker , carry crosshair! We need to get him out of here asap” she stated looking at wrecker as he nodded walking over to crosshair who was still recovering from sleep and pain he had endured. Upon being lifted up She only patted crosshairs back.
“Sorry sunshine, just hold on until we get out of here okay?” She said with a reassuring smiled as she grabbed her blaster, and walked out from behind wrecker and began to search the area for any stormtroopers,
“Wrecker, did Hunter tell you where he is yet?” She asked staying alert,
‘Not yet!” wrecker said, holding one blaster in his hand as he looked.
She placed a hand on her comm and spoke into it
“Hunter come in, where is your location we found crosshair”
It was a brief second before hunter voice
“Were near the hangars, ill go meet up with you. Echo, Techprotect the ship!” he ordered before the com cut off
‘Alright- let's go meet him halfway then.”
After the rescue she laid crosshair down one of the barracks and wiped smudges of blood on him off, her eyes only examined him with a tinge of sadness.
“What did they do to you…?” she whispered as she rubbed a cloth on the top of his eyebrow, he only gazed at her wondering if this was all a dream and he was still on that experiment table being tortured. They stayed in silence for a bit and the only thing that filled the air was their breaths and the sound the gangs voiced in the distance. They had come to see him a while ago, but She mentioned that it might be best to not surround him at the moment. He closed his eyes once again, relieved at the sound of his brother's voices.
“Crosshair, sit! You need to be resting.” she ordered placing a hand on his shoulder and setting him down back on the bed. They were back on pabu and there it seems he was getting better by the day, whatever it was she was just glad to see the man she loved getting better.
He only sighed and looked over the night stand that contained the half eaten food he had left from before,
���Want me to reheat that?” she asked, sitting down on the ledge of his bed and placing a hand down.
“No,”
She examined him for a moment, Crosshair had been getting better. That is true. But..she feared that whatever the doctor did to him had changed him. More than she had thought. Ever since he had gotten better enough all he had said was ‘no’ and ‘yes' it worried her. Maybe he needed a few more days, she thought, and then he will say more. Hopefully.
Waiting paid off, as the days passed he began to talk more to his brothers and omega who was worried to death for him, and even her. She was lucky enough that he let her sleep next to him, though at night she woke up to him whimpering in fear.they were always quiet but she always managed to hear them in time to wake him up. She shook him softly,
She whispered, “‘Crosshair…wake up..” as she shook his shoulders softly, crosshair only shook in his sleep, but then his eyes opened quickly as his chest rose up and down quickly.She whispered to him “Its okay…your okay.” he turned to look at her as his heart beat fast. They sat in bed for a while as he caught his breath and he calmed.
“You okay?” she asked once more as he turned to look at her,
“Yes, im…alright.” he mumbled out and looked down at his hands. She slid her hand on top of his,
“You're safe now, cross.” she assured him, looking at him only the light glowed against his face,
“I know,”
“Wanna try going back to sleep?” she asked as he looked back at her and nodded,
Instead of going back into his place in the bed, crosshair only leaned into her, placing his head on her chest. She gasped a little not being used to crosshair being cuddly, sure they were a couple for a while. But rarely did he initiate this, it was usually the other way around, but it was accepted nonetheless. She only smiled and put a hand on his shoulder and held him close.
He laid there for a while, but she sensed that he was still awake.
"Shall I sing you a song sunshine?" She playfully asked, looking into the darkness of the room and listening to the waves that could be heard in the distance. He stayed quiet for a moment,
"Can you?" He asked softly against her chest,
Her eyes widened, nit realky expecting him to say yes. "Of course, I can," She chuckled, with a small smile.
She sat a bit thinking of a song. And her eyes brightened when she decided on which.
"The other night dear
As I lay sleeping,
I dreamed I held you
In my arms"
The words that left her mouth as she song reminded her of the time she left him behind at the time at kamino. Although she knew he made his choice, it still felt like…maybe if she didn't,none of this could have happened.
"When I woke dear,
I was mistaken
So I bowed my head
And I cried"
'All that time' she thought, 'all that time we were having fun here he was…'
"You are my sunshine,
My only sunshine…
You make me happy
When skies are gray"
'Stop that' she scolded herself as she sang, 'he's here now, that's all that matters.' She looked down at his head that rested against her and looked at the scar, but she shook her head slightly trying to forget those thoughts. She only imagined good thoughts, such as crosshair eating with his brothers. Getting to know omega, and watching the sunset together....
She looked at his hands that rested on her thighs, his hands were rough and calloused, yet they were the hands that held her own as they made love. The hands that held hers when he was scared after a nightemare,Him who lay here now, away from harm. And slept peacefully. Her vision began to blur, not of sadness but of happiness.
"You'll never know dear
How much I love you
Please don't take my sunshine away…"
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Episode 9 "The Harbinger" Review
Ah Jennifer, Jennifer, Jennifer... you love to watch get all worked up don't you? But in all seriousness, I really enjoyed this episode. It's so beautifully animated and scored. I need the Kiners to drop the OST asap because man was the music stunning. (This episode also further proves that Echo clearly was the braincell of the group and I'm cackling).
As always, spoilers below:
BEHOLD! THE RETURN OF OUR QUEEN VENTRESS! I loved how she was utilized. I was surprised to see her actually be there on Pabu, but it makes sense since Fennec told her to find them. However, I am wondering how she did find Pabu. My guess is that Ventress was given Hunter's photo and meditated with it until she felt his presence... somewhere. Or she knew a guy who knew a guy who knew Phee. Everything from Ventress' design to voice acting was perfection. The animators really popped off with her Dark Disciple look. But, how did she survive? Nightsister magic? There's probably some explanation, but it'll be left ambiguous for reasons.
Her relationship with Omega was very well done. She's changed so much since her first appearance in CW. I liked the balance between her ability to still kick butt while also being a good person at heart as shown with Omega. She doesn't kill the Batch even though they got defensive (and I understand why they did). The scene where she calms the giant kraken-like creature was so so good. It's a nice way of showing how Ventress has found the light with the Force. Her line about being on a side of her own was also good and pretty much sums up her character perfectly. She's neither dark nor light, she's just right.
It's also obvious from the title that she's the harbinger. Harbingers are people that herald the approach of someone or danger. For the Batch, she's a harbinger of doom. That doesn't mean she herself brings the danger, but she tells them that their time is up. Repeatedly, she tells the Batch that they aren't safe even on Pabu. Which means that Pabu is gonna go down next week *cue sad yaying*. Even the lighting this episode signified doom. Pabu is shrouded in fog and the only light we see is from a sunset, indicating the end of the Batch's peace and safety.
Speaking of the Batch, they really do share one braincell and even then, it's usually with Echo. It's so awesome to see them work together again in combat. And we got to hear their theme again!! It was so triumphant and such a great moment! I know we'll hear it again, but this was such a good moment. I love that most of their moments were them just watching out for Omega. I know we all joke about the Jango Fett Mandalorian dad genes, but it's so true. Hunter, Wrecker, and Crosshair love their sister so much. Every time Cross was like "we're not handing her over," I got excited. Omega aside, the smaller moments like Wrecker teasing Crosshair or Wrecker mimicking his brothers were gold.
My favorite moment with the three was when Crosshair threw Hunter and Wrecker's weapons to them. The music went hard and the camaraderie between them is so heartfelt. These brothers will always have each others' backs. (Also, this is the first time we hear Cross call Tech by his name. Tech is still with them, even if it's in their hearts).
And of course there's our sweet bean, Omega. Next week will definitely be about her conflicted over the possibility of being Force Sensitive. It breaks my heart to see her so lost and confused. The Batch can try and help, but they're so out of their depth. I honestly think Omega will go back to Tantiss simply to see if she is capable of using the Force. There are so many questions about her identity. Why was she created? Why is she so important? I know a lot of people now think that she will off with Ventress in the finale if we do get a confirmation that she is force sensitive. Honestly, I hope she stays with her brothers. If they kill the Batch off, then I can see the Ventress end working, but I really hope that's not the case.
I wonder how the Empire will find Pabu. They could get really lucky, find a bounty hunter to track them, or even have a brainwashed Tech. I know the theory about Cross having a tracker or something was popular, but if that was true, then the Empire would've already descended upon them. Maybe Palpatine finds them through the Force; that I would believe. Either way, it will be very angsty and Pabu is doomed. But what do you guys think?
Anyways, that's all I have for now. Let's all prepare mentally for next week. Our little family is gonna need all the therapy and support they can get.
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thrawns-backrest · 9 months
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Eyy these are really cool! Thank you for the tag @random-user753!
Let's see... (as always my replies are super long lol)
do you find force users or non-force users more interesting?
I’ll have to go with non-force users on this one. Force users’ storylines sometimes feel a bit… samey to me. It’s either has to face the darkness inside slash tempted by the dark side (cue the force visions of their greatest fear, facing their fears etc.) or becomes disillusioned with the force after seeing some injustice. It’s why Obi-Wan was my favorite before whatever they did to him in Kenobi. Which was giving him that same story arc or even both of them at once actually, when his character never really felt like he was meant to go down that road, at least to me.
Kanan is a close second because he feels more grounded and lacks some of the more trite jedi qualities. Don’t get me wrong, I love my SW most when there’s force users involved but the characters I latch onto and want to dissect endlessly (Crosshair, Thrawn, etc.) are usually non force users. The ones that have to fight their demons the gritty way, y’know, without any readily available teachings for them to fall back on or reject.
4. what headcanon will you defend to the death?
Okay so we need a more controversial one here. How about: Thrawn and Ar’alani would have definitely ended up together if the Grysk war had ended and Thrawn had stayed home. I don’t care what anyone says, I’m a sucker for romances with a good healthy long standing friendship at their core. The snarky enemies to lovers trope is cool and all but characters who bring out the softness in each other? Sign me the hell up. And Zahn is really good at that, I mean Thrawn and Ar’alani are the perfect example. The demiromantic potential is just through the roof.
There’s also the way she accepts him for who he is, I still remember the Tech/Phee discourse where people pointed out how Phee felt like she was training Tech to fit in socially. Ar’alani feels like the opposite, the way she admires, embraces and encourages Thrawn’s unique traits while never trying so hard to correct him really hits the spot for me.
25. which character do you have a love/hate relationship with?
Hmm… yeah, that’s gotta be Anakin. Idk I’m always either cheering for him or want him off my screen asap. He can be the coolest and the cringiest, the softest and then the most toxic masc guy the next moment and I just… like, I know I love him in my heart of hearts and he’s a well-developed character but gosh. The amount of times I just want to throw a chair at him.
now right back at you! how about 8, 19 and 25 as well? :)) no pressure ofc
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justaredheadf1fan · 1 year
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The Sprint Race I didn't know I would love so much
Helloooo!
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So, for the beginning of the FP2 nothing happening. The commentators are actually hitting some valid points about Ferrari's newest fuck up with Leclerc's tyres in yesterday's Quali.
If you're so sure that rain's coming, why the fuck don't you put both drivers on Inters? Huh. Yeah, different strategies always make sense, but in terms of weather... It doesn't add up, in my opinion. I'm truly starting to see Charles as Seb 2.0 right now at Ferrari, which I personally hate to see. I hope someday they prove me wrong, but I don't see it happening any time soon.
15 minutes to go and the only shocker is Ocon being P1 for a while now, which is actually nice for a change. Go Estie Bestie!
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Oops, I didn't see that Sargeant was in FP2 today. Well, anyway.
Albert Fábrega is talking about the current rumors around the paddock and apparently Binotto's finally being questioned. FUCKING FINALLY. He needs to go ASAP.
So far, less than 1 minute to go and nothing. Seeing what happened yesterday, I'm expecting chaos today. I'll watch later at night because I have plans now, but I expect mayhem. Kevin and George, I trust you to commit crimes. I'M BEGGING YOU.
Estie Bestie P1 and Giorgio P3. We love to see it.
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Anywho, I'm out for now.
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So... It's 3:30am and yes, indeed, I'm gonna watch the Sprint Race before I go to sleep. That's how insane it was. I've read almost all about it, BUT I NEED TO SEE.
Starting with something endearing, Kev's mechanic just telling him to have fun. I'm 🥲
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Kevin goes out great, and I'm seeing battles all around, is that it? This looks fucking diabolical. And fucking Alonso hitting Esteban. Kevin keeps on leading the race, meanwhile Giorgio is full on War Crimes on Fraudstappen. OMG THIS IS UNBELIEVABLE, FROM MINUTE 1 HE'S SQUEEZING HIM!
Fucking Cunstappen getting to Kevin, it was beautiful while it lasted. Fantastic job from Kevin, seriously. I'm so happy for him.
Lewis in the mean time is eating up every single person he comes across and I'm here for it. He's in his home race, with his people on the stands, this is the place where Magic happens.
Infringements from Lewis, Daniel and Zhou? Classic. I know there wasn't really much of an investigation in the end, but for fuck's sake.
George is still biting on Spendstappen's ass, he's so close it's mental. Stroll what the fuck!? He's your teammate, and more importantly, HE'S SEBASTIAN. Then you have Seb just saying "OK", completely calm (I bet he was fuming, but still it speak to his composure). That's a man.
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GEORGE FUCKING RUSSELL, JUST COME HERE AND LET ME KISS YOU! This guy. This fucking kid. He's gonna kill me at some point, but he's fucking brilliant. The way he's fighting Cunstappen, is the best thing ever.
And now Albon goes off track and we get the Sprint Yellow Flagged, thank goodness it was quick because cutting this would've been a tragedy.
YES GEORGE, YES!!!!!!!!!!!!! THAT WAS FUCKING DIABOLICAL. AND LEWIS IS RIGHT THERE, HE'S GOT CARLOS IN HIS CROSSHAIRS. GOD, THIS. THIS IS FORMULA 1. THIS IS THE SPORT I REMEMBERED. THIS IS THE SPORT I'VE LOVED FOR SO LONG, AND I'M GONNA CRY.
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Something's wrong with Fraudstappen. Apart from the obvious, I actually meant with his car but it was a good one, eh? 🤣
Back to business, Lewis eating up that car has given me the chills. Ah, the memories.
And what about Mick climbing up to P13? My baby boy, I wish you get lucky and get the points you deserve. And Seb going after Pierre with such hunger is sending me. The true Seb coming out in times like this. Just one more race weekend away from breaking all of our hearts.
3 laps to go. God, 4am and I'm nervous even though I know what happens. Checo asking if he'll get Cunstappen's position is just marvelous. I know they just ignore him, but for what I've seen on here he even unfollowed Fraudstappen on IG. The pettiness. All in favor.
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So, after Carlos' penalty for the race, we're getting a fucking Mercedes 1-2 start tomorrow. I'm so happy for my boys. What a masterclass on what this sport truly is.
I love to see the boys riding along together after finishing the Sprint. Beautiful. Lewis being so happy for the kid. I love them, Your Honor.
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Lewis looked so happy at the interviews and saying thank you to the crowd. God I love this man and that contagious smile of his.
Let's hope tomorrow goes their way finally, we all need it, they deserve it.
In my case, is finally my time to go to bed, but I couldn't just go to sleep without watching this masterpiece.
Peace out!
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missvagabond7 · 3 years
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The family energy is IMMACULATE 🥺
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lisasstars · 3 years
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I know Crosshair said he removed his chip, but maybe he lied or the Empire lied to him and the chip is still in his head and is active.
Him holding his head could imply that he is stressed or could mean he has a headache, which could mean the chip is still in his head and he is fighting the chip, but thinks it’s been removed and he is acting out of free will; when perhaps he isn’t and it’s still the chip.
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Hunter looking at Crosshair’s head also makes me think that even Hunter is questioning whether the chip is gone as Crosshair didn’t give details to when it was removed.
The implication of actually showing Crosshair’s scar reinforces the idea if the chip is gone or not. If the chip is not gone then maybe Crosshair was lied to or if the chip is gone it shows that Crosshair has been brain washed by the Empire and that he is confused because he doesn’t know where he stands as the Empire has abandoned him and his brothers before left him.
As well, there is a reason why Azi is there. He might scan Crosshair to make sure if the chip is there or not and if it is there it shows the Empire lied to him and that he actions were the chip’s influence. If the chip is gone, then it might be a matter of convincing Crosshair that the Empire is bad and to reassure him that they won’t leave him again and he is still their brother. So Az could remove the chip by himself if the chip is still there, therefore giving Crosshair his mind back.
Either way, chip less or not, Crosshair is still a victim of the Empire because it’s either the chip’s influence or he has been brain washed with the Empire’s ideology.
I feel so sorry for him. 😭
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theangstyboiblog · 3 years
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Listen I love Crosshair just as much (maybe more than I should). But I want to point out why logically, realistically and writing wise it makes sense tbb hasnt rescued him:
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1. It’s a galaxy far far away:
Once they left Kamino, they really had no way of knowing where he was. There are millions/billions/trillions of planets he could be on and they don’t have the intel/resources to track him down. At least not yet.
2. There’s a reason no one found the Kaminoans for a long time:
Between the storms and the fact that there’s nowhere to land it’s pretty impossible to do the kind of recon tbb would need to do to locate Crosshair, and make a plan to get him out. I also want to mention that kind of reconnaissance takes time. Even bank robbers have to know what they’re walking in to in order to have the best odds. Y’all really expect them to roll up and take out a million clones? Talk about finding a toothpick in a pile of toothpicks.
3. Crosshair has proven twice that he can catch/hurt them:
Listen, Crossshair is dangerous. He doesn’t have to get in close to hurt someone. He shot Wrecker, and then used him as bait. He has numbers on his side now. Is he fighting the chip? God I hope so. But so far he hasn’t shown total control over that which i think makes him more dangerous. You never know what he’s going to do. Which just makes TBB’s task harder because suppose they do break in and find Cross without anyone dying. Now what? They’ve got to get him back to a ship, and they don’t know if he’s gonna go willingly or try to kill them while they go.
4. Stealth is NOT a TBB strength:
How many times have we heard, “This is a stealth mission,” guys? Which ends with them shooting their way out, getting shot or shot at, and captured twice (The Muchi episode and War Mantle). I love them but quiet is not synonymous with Wrecker, Hunter, Echo, or Tech.
Now this just justifies them not going. I still think the writers missed the mark by not having TBB discuss this so that I didn’t have to explain it. So in summary:
Should TBB: have rescued Crosshair asap? Not unless they wanted to get caught themselves.
Should the writers have allowed them to discuss this on screen so it was clear and also added to character development? Hell yes.
Thanks for coming to my TBB Talk.
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mooncademia · 3 years
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The Bad Batch-- GetAway Car
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Genre: gang/mafia au! fluff, vv vv slight mentions of violence
Pairing: crosshair x reader
Word count: ~1.5k
A/n: i literally love all the boys sm but had to dedicate this one to crosshair because we are alllll feeling it amirite?! i hope you guys enjoy this one and feedback will be greatly appreciated!!
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Crosshair spotted the black parked car in an instant—with Wrecker at shotgun flapping his arms widely out of the car’s window with a big smirk, it was pretty obvious. But Wrecker´s smile immediately fell when he saw Crosshair carrying you close to his side with one of your arm flung around his shoulder and the other held to your rib.
You’ve been shot before but the excruciating pain on your lower left rib made it felt like it was the first. Your head hung low as you struggled to keep up with Crosshair’s pace. You mentally cursed the notion on why underground casinos always require some dress etiquette because you knew you would be a whole lot comfortable with something else instead of heels.  
“W-What happened?!” Wrecker yelped with his eyebrows shot high up. He scrambled to open the back door for you and Crosshair but you were in too much pain to respond. Crosshair carefully settled you down in the backseat, the familiar smell of the SUV added some light comfort to your racing heart when the cool leather of the seat met the thin material of your black silk dress. You closed your eyes and let out a breath. You were far too dizzy from the pain to fully comprehend what was happening and what just happened.
“Shit…” Crosshair cursed under his breath when he saw the agony on your face. The blood on your wound wasn’t near from stopping.
“Hit the gas, Tech. Get to the nearest base asap,” Crosshair urged Tech who sat behind the wheel.
“On it.” Tech nodded, dialing digits on the front screen.
“It was a set up… we weren’t the only ones going after that briefcase” Crosshair vaguely explained to Wrecker. He couldn’t fully form a respond with te worry buzzing through his head; seeing you like this was a dagger through his heart. His eyes laid on your wound and seeing you in such intense pain made him regret all the previous actions that led up to this moment.
“I shouldn’t have let her go alone in that room, goddamnit!” He seethed loudly, making Tech jump a bit from the sudden boom. You and Crosshair weren’t unknown in the team, but it was definitely unusual for him to be so expressive about his emotions. Wrecker and Tech only nodded in silence, knowing that what unfolded at the casino will be discussed at a later time.
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“Miss me?”
You said weakly with a small grin on your face as you turned your head to see Crosshair sitting next to you. His face was laced with so much concern and worry that it made you feel a bit guilty with everything and how much time had passed since the event. You glanced around the infirmary room, noticing that you had new clothes on which made you blush timidly in embarrassment.  But your attention focused back to Crosshair who had his hand held to his chin, contemplating something with his eyes strictly glued to your bed.
“You shouldn’t have gone in that room alone,” He scolded at you coldly, his voice almost barely audible when his eyes lifted up to meet yours. You knew him well enough that the tone was laced with worry instead of anger which made you manage a small chuckle and a sympathetic smile.
“And those are the first words to say? How touching,” you replied with a smirk, knowing all too well that you were using Crosshair’s catchphrase to tease him.
Crosshair shook his head at you and your efforts of sarcasm under such condition, but you could see a twitch of a smile that washed across his face for a brief moment knowing that your spirits were still up.
“I’m okay now, Cross,” you assured. You sat up and gestured to your bed. “See? Perfectly fin- ow!” you yelped out in agony, sucking in a sharp breath at the sudden stab of pain from the wound on your rib. You noticed Crosshair immediately react and leaned forward but you waved away dismissively with a wearily smile. “Okay so maybe a bit more time.”
You shifted into a better position and stared down at the bed for a moment.
“…I’m sorry I worried you,” you softly whispered, eyes tearing away from Crosshair as you remembered what happened. “It was my fault that we didn’t retrieve that case, I should have been more careful-”
Your words stopped when you felt a warm touch on the palm of your hand. You turned to see Crosshair lock his hands with yours; you knew he wasn’t much of a conversationalist, but you didn’t need words to make you feel comforted because with such gesture, you already felt everything that you needed to hear.
“It’s not your fault,” you heard him say softly. “I’m just glad you’re okay.” You saw him smile a bit which made you slowly beam with love.
You nodded at him appreciatively and ran your thumb across his knuckles and hummed. You stood silent for a few seconds before darting your eyes from your locked hands to him. You studied his expression for a moment and realized his brows were furrowed a bit less now and his jaw not as brooding as before. The peaceful sight made your heart warm on the inside. You wondered how much time has passed since the incident and if Crosshair–for the first time–did not have a spare toothpick around when your sight landed to his lips. You blushed a little from the next thought that entered your mind, but before you could even think about it any more, Crosshair glanced up and caught you staring at him. He read you easily like a book when he locked eyes with you, and you knew him well enough to know that as well.
“C’mere,” he breathed, reaching over to cup your face. Your lips twitched to a smile as you leaned forward, shock yet un-shock that he could read your mind ever so transparently.
He leaned in to kiss you, the gentle and warm touch on your lips sent jolts of electricity to your body. It was a soft kiss, nothing deep or urgent, but passionate nevertheless. The familiar warmth and hold on your cheek felt like home, and despite being with Crosshair for many months now, your stomach always managed to be fluttering with butterflies with every kiss from him.
You closed your eyes to savor the moment, but the tension was immediately cut when you heard a familiar voice from the door.
“Uh…um-…” Tech stammered as he cleared his throat at the front door, clearly noticing that he came in at the wrong time.
“Tech!” You broke away from Crosshair and you couldn’t help but giggle when you saw Tech’s awkward flushed face. Crosshair however grumbled, slightly annoyed from the disturbance which only made you laugh even more.  
“Sorry,” Tech then said as he awkwardly shuffled towards you and Crosshair. “I just wanted to update you guys about the report Echo and I dug up.”
Interest piqued you and you and Crosshair nodded at him to continue.
“It seems like the case was relocated to a different base under the registered name: Owen Porter. I have already tracked down the location where a negotiation will be made with another dealer.” Tech lifted up his tablet to display the picture of the man.
“Yeah,” you cringed when you saw the familiar face on the screen. “That’s the one.”
“We’ll send this info to Hunter and see where we’ll go from there,” Crosshair affirmed as he stood up from his chair besides you.
“Don’t you need a bit more rest, Y/N?” Tech asked when he saw you shuffling out of bed. Crosshair glanced your way and all the reasons why you love him came pouring back when you saw his face. You loved him for respecting your decisions. Even under tight circumstances, you knew he trusted you–and you respected that. You nodded at him with a look that said, “Don’t worry, I’m sure.”
You shook your head at Tech. “A shot isn’t that much to take me down,” you said with a confident smirk on your face. You saw Crosshair begin to mirror your expression which only grew your determination.
“Besides,” you said, placing a firm hand to your hips, eyes flickering a bit darker. “Porter is mine.”
Crosshair slid his hand around your waist with a smirk. He pulled you closer to him, whispering “that’s my girl” to your ear that sent a whole set of new chills down your spine. You leaned towards him to place a peck on his cheek.
“C’mon,” he said as the three of you walked out of the infirmary.
“Let’s finish this business.”
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admin-in-residence · 4 years
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Petrichor
Request:  Can we get some Hunter fluff🥺 (or not fluff, up to you!!)
There is not enough Hunter content out there. I only hope I can do this justice!
Petrichor:  a pleasant smell that frequently accompanies the first rain after a long period of warm, dry weather.
Length: 1028 Words.
(Once again my apologies. I couldn’t find any other GIF featuring Hunter...)
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Today hadn’t been a good day so far.
The Bad Batch had taken a pit-stop on Kashyyyk a few day’s back, nursing some wounds and taking a chance to relax. Which had been all good and fine so far until they had received an urgent mission.
And there was a leak in the Marauder’s fuel tank.
So now they were scrambling to figure out a secondary fuel option to get them un-grounded ASAP. Tech had assured everyone that he had figured out a completely renewable energy source from some sort of material on Kashyyyk and had set out with Wrecker, Crosshair and Echo to retrieve it.
And where was their fearless leader?
In bed.
No sooner had Tech found out the material location had Hunter all but collapsed to the floor of the Havoc Marauder clutching his head.
Despite being in a relationship with the Clone Sergeant for quite some time. (Using a cover as a data analyst to secure her spot on the ship.) You had yet to see this side of your boyfriend.
Kneeling to his side you looked to the Batch.
“What’s wrong with him?” You cried out.
“Sensory overload-resulting in a migraine, I suspected he had one coming on this morning when he doubled up on his caf intake. He was probably trying to fight it off...” Tech explained. “We’ll get him in bed and head out.’
“Excuse me?” You gaped looking at the googled clone.
“What Hunter need’s is quiet. Shut the lights off and let him rest. We can go get the bio-material and I can whip up some fuel. We’ll get off planet and hopefully Hunter will be well enough for the mission. You can take care of him while we’re gone.” Tech explained, “Wrecker. Take him to his bunk.”
You could only watch as Wrecker picked up Hunter, oh so carefully and carried him to you and Hunter’s room. Hunter let out painful whine’s at every jolt.
“I-I don’t know what to do!” You said softly, automatically lowering your voice knowing how much Hunter’s hearing effected him.
Echo smiled softly.
“It’s not hard, your already doing it...you just need to keep an eye on him.” Echo said, “Headache’s aren’t forever.”
Wrecker emerged from your room and the Batch got ready to depart.
“Fluid’s if possible and as often as possible. Hold out on the food...he’s probably nauseous right now. He’s pretty self sufficient even in these times.” Tech said. “We’ll be as quick as possible. But comm us if there’s an emergency...”
Watching the Batch’s back’s fade through the forest, you sighed softly.
*
A few hours had passed, and you had checked on Hunter a few times. You had managed to get your boyfriend to drink some water but he was near incoherent otherwise.
You had made sure to turn down the light’s to the lowest setting and made sure that all the systems were shut off so there was virtually no noise except for the sounds of Kashyyyk.
You had been spending some time picking up around the Marauder and had ventured outside for a short while until a harsh rainstorm had brought you back in.
You had called Tech on the comm’s to check in, and Tech said they had made it to the cave and finished collecting the material but the rain had halted their return. He had assured you all was well on his side and urged you to check in with Hunter again.
Hunter was a bit more coherent this time around, and had asked for a heat-pack for his neck. You had rushed to complete his task as quick as possible and he had gave a mumbled thank you in return.
Now that everyone was accounted for you had brewed a cup of caf and grabbed one of the many novel’s you had packed away. Curling up in Hunter’s chair you sipped your caf and read your book. The rain on the roof was peaceful and soon you found yourself lulled into sleep...
*
“Cyar’ika...your going to have a backache the way your sleeping.”
Opening your eyes you saw Hunter crouched in front of you. Sitting up, the book slipped off your lap onto the floor.
“What are you doing out of bed? Your head...are you feeling ok?” You questioned.
Hunter chuckled and brought a hand to your cheek.
“I still have a pretty big headache, but I’m doing a bit better. You took good care of me cyar’ika.” Hunter murmured.
“Should you be out of bed...you should rest...” You replied.
Hunter shook his head.
“I’ve had to complete missions with a migraine, this was a piece of cake when I had you here. Although...I was a bit dissapointed waking up without you by my side.”  Hunter pressed a kiss to your forehead.
You sighed contently having your boyfriend up and around again.
Pulling away Hunter offered you a hand up.
“The rain stopped a little bit ago...Tech checked in. That’s what woke me up. He and the other’s are on their way back now.” Hunter said, “Come outside with me mesh’la.”
Hunter interlaced your fingers together and led you out of the Marauder.
The forest was beautiful, raindrops dripping down off leaves, the sun shining down once more and a rainbow was formed high in the sky.
“Hunter, look how beautiful it is!” You smiled taking in the sight.
Hunter however, had his eye’s trained on you.
“Yeah...beautiful.” He murmured. 
Suddenly you took a deep breath in.
“Do you smell that?” You asked excitedly. “It’s that fresh rain smell!”
Hunter smiled.
“Petrichor.” Hunter answered.
“What?” You asked curiously.
“Petrichor... a pleasant smell that frequently accompanies the first rain after a long period of warm weather.” Hunter said. “The smell lingers here on Kashyyk, long after the rain...you may not be able to smell it all the time. But it’s always here.”
“I love it...” You said.
Hunter chuckled and then moved in closer to you.
“I love you.” He whispered.
Before you could repeat the declaration of love, Hunter’s lip’s locked onto your’s his arms wrapping around you as he pulled you close.
Perhaps it wasn’t such a bad day after all.
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Crossed Connections: Part IV
Characters: Tech x Togruta!Reader
Warnings: None
Summary: Selling his vods is looking like a really good idea at this point.
Previous Parts and Interludes can be found on my Masterlist HERE
From: Tech-Vod
To: Grutababy
I'm going to say this one time only. 
You are not a bad friend. 
You may be one of my only friends. I have my brothers but you are different. You chose to talk to me and each time you do it is a bright point in my day. You are important to me. 
 I imagine your job is stressful. Is there anyone you can talk to? A co-worker maybe. If not, have you thought about finding someone to talk to in addition to me? Find someone who looks friendly. Maybe a stranger in the lunch room. Walk up and say 'hello'. I can't imagine someone would ever turn down a chance at your company.    
Bear with me? Work is crazy. Big assignments coming up. Killer deadlines. I am going to try my to write back as soon as I can. If you do not hear from me for a time, know that it is not you. Work just has me a system away. I want to share with you. Please believe me. I will start sharing things with you. What I do is... hard to explain.  
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“Tech. finish up the love letter. We've got work to do" Hunter growls. Tech quickly hits send as the ship enter atmo. He maneuvers through noxious black clouds, the Marauder jostling with the occasional updraft of superheated air. Tech lets his focus shift from Y/N to the task at hand.
“Will your lady love be waiting on the tarmac when we get home.” Crosshair’s voice echos through the comms. Tech taps the controls and the ship banks left, hard and fast. The sniper tumbles into Wrecker's gonk. 
“I think It’s gonna be a rough landing.” Tech quips grinning “It seems now would be a good time to buckle in.”
Wrecker laughs.
Crosshair runs a hand over his helmet as he unfolds himself. “You don't say?” 
“Enough fellas” Hunter eyes shift from Tech to Crosshair. The sniper is slowly climbing to his feet, adjusting his armor. Wrecker holds his hands up.
“I didn’t say anything, Sarge .”
With a deep breath Hunter brings himself back to center. Sometimes, it was like dealing with younglings.
The Marauder drips suddenly finding a pocket of dead air. They lose 15ft of altitude in a matter of seconds before its decent stops. In unspoken synchronization, each clone tightens their safety belts. The smell of the rotten sulfuric smoke that hung in the air was already permeating the ship and they hadn’t even popped the doors yet.
“Remember” Hunter begins “This is recon only. We are NOT to initiate contact. Do you hear me Wrecker.” The big man rolls his shoulders and grumbles lowly.
“I got you Sarge.”
“Good. I need you on point. Cross?” The sniper looks up from last minute check of his rifle. The ship lands with a soft jostle, the heat already rising as its switches into standby. “I want you up top somewhere. Eyes in the sky.”
“Roger that Sarge”
“Tech you’re with me, need you to do a little slicing”
Techs eyes wrinkle in delight before he flips his visor down, “As always, you speak my language.”
“Alright boys, easy does it” the four clones queue up at the door “following Wrecker in three... two... one...”
The mission goes belly up in under an hour, less than two klicks from the ship they run into Seperatist forces.
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“Y/N!”
“Sir?” You look up from where you’ve been tasked with counting supplies. Boxes of bacta and dressings lay scattered at your feet. You haven't gotten nearly as much done as you'd hoped. I message from you Galaxymance match has had you distracted all day.
 Kix motions for you. You drop everything and jog over.
“I've got the Bad Batch coming in hot” he begins before you've even come to a stop at his side “their birds banged up and they’ve been through the ringer”. You nod as the clone continues to explain the situation. “I need you to lead up the exam. They did well with you last time.”
“Sir?” You question. Though you’d worked with the Batch one other time  a week back you weren’t sure you were the right one to take over their rotation. 
“That’s an order.” He clarifies “if it looks like it more than you can handle or anyone comes off that ship missing a limb you call in back up. Is that understood?”
“Yes sir.” You needed to clear a bay and find a med droid ASAP.
You’ve only just got everything ready when your patients all stumble into the room. Crossfire is propped between Wrecker and Hunter. Tech hobbles in behind. The Med droid, 2-1B, hums to life as you point to the table.
“I need him there.”
“I’m fine” the sniper grumbles as Wrecker unceremoniously dumps him onto the table. His skin looks paler than the last time you’d seen him and his eyes struggle to focus as you flash each with a light. He looks like shit.
“Try that one again later. Ok?” You glance around to the teams engineer still standing near the door and point to another exam table. “You. There. Helmet off.” He stares in your direction, stupid visor still flipped down obscuring whatever look he was giving you. “I said now, Trooper” irritation flares in your chest as he hesitates. 
Wrecker laughs as he leans up against the wall, you glance his way as 2-1B begins scanning Crosshair.
“Easy Ik’aad. He took back to back blasts. It might take him a minute”
“Ik’aad?” You hear Tech make a noise across the room and Crossfire, still dazed, barks out a weak laugh.
“Just a term of endearment for our favorite medic, Ik’aad” the sniper warbles.
“Would you children let her work” Hunter interrupts, voice like gravel. You nod thankfully. Tech is pulling his helmet off as you round on him. He pushes back on to the exam table, sitting straight up as you begin your once over.
“That’s better. Now let me get a good look at you.” You start with a simple scan, no internal injuries. Vital signs are satisfactory even if his heart rate is up a little bit.
“Easy Tech. I’m not gonna hurt you.” You try to soothe quietly. He doesn’t move as you reach up and slip his goggles off his face. He’s so stiff sitting there in front of you so you try to lighten the mood as you check his pupillary response. His skin is cool as you cup his cheek to hold him still. “Anyone ever told you, you’ve got pretty eyes?”
Crosshair makes a choking sound and you round on him only to see the Loth cat-like grin crossing his face. “We’ve all got the same eyes. Clones remember?”
“Well maybe you’ve all got pretty eyes than?”
Wrecker laughs. “I like you.”
“I can die happy now” you grumble. Hunter bites back what sounds to be a chuckle. You switch spots with 2-1B.
“The clone’s scan has shown no injuries requiring further treatment at this time, though a concussion can not be ruled out without further medical studies.”
“Thanks Too-Bee.” You give Hunter a questioning look and he seems to read your mind. What the kriff happened?
“The Seps got the jump on us, they laid out two concussives before we were able to do anything about it. Cross took the worst of it. Tech got part of the second one going to give him back up.”
“It’s ok, Ik'aad" That name again, coming from Wrecker “Got rid of every last clanker I could get my hands on." His chest puffs up proudly and you reach up to pat it as you skirt by.
Grabbing the holopad off the wall you begin charting your findings and filing the medical report. The sniper had a concussion, you didn’t need “further studies” to tell you that and the way Tech was moving he likely had a sprained ankle-
“This Clone appears to have torn a peroneal tendon” 2-1B drones
So a torn tendon it was. You glance up at Tech and catch him watching you. The soft way his eyes follow your movements makes your heart flutter and than the look is gone and he’s tapping away at the pad in his vambrace leaving you confused at the momentary feeling. Moving around the room you search a pair of drawers, finally pulling out what you were looking for.
“Looks like you boys have earned some bacta shots and a few days rest.”
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“Ik’aad? Ik’aad?!” Tech is seething, voice coming out in a hiss as he glares ahead of him. Crosshair chuckles tiredly at his side.
He adjusts his goggles, taking a moment to squeeze the bridge of his nose between two fingers. The sensation of your skin, warm and alive against his is burned into his memory. The way you’d tried to soothe him when you thought he was scared was sweet. If only you’d known the truth. This was getting out of hand fast. The warning look Hunter had given him before he and Wrecker had excused themselves let him know, the Sargent agreed.
The pair continues to shuffle slowly down the empty corridor towards the barracks. Tech’s got a headache rapidly growing and his ankle hurts like hell. He leans into his vod for support, refusing to look his way as he continues to grumble in disgust. The sniper can’t leave well enough alone.
“Should we have called her Grutababy?”
Tech wonders if Hunter would care if his sniper turned up dead.
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Only Human
Chapter 11: Panic In Evo City
Authors Note: I know I keep apologizing for the wait, but this time I’m really sorry. Three months between chapters is way too long and I’m sorry this one took us so long to complete.
The offices at HECU were in sheer chaos. Interns were running around hauling papers, tech people were working HECU’s servers to the edge of meltdown, and countless soldiers were being issued out to different parts of Evo City. Tyson had wrung himself ragged trying to keep the chaos under control, but no progress had been made.
“How are three teenagers so hard to track down?!” he shouted, staring at a huge collection of screens.
“I don’t know, sir!” A sleep deprived employee cried. “We’ve combed through every last bit of security feed available in both Big City and Evo City, but there’s no sign of them! All we’ve found are several new Freaks that just keep popping up!”
“New Fre- What do you mean, new Freaks?!”
The employee quickly pulled up security footage of an old motel, and the feed showed the disturbing sight of a group of choir students warping and transforming into twisted monsters.
“We were sent this footage by the owner of the motel last week. We were sent a similar piece of footage from Evo Subway where a crocodilian Freak was spotted running across the tracks,” The employee explained, pulling up footage from a subway. “And this is footage of a new Freak that was just spotted earlier today.” The employee showed Tyson one last piece of footage from downtown Big City, where several mechanical Freaks were rampaging down the street.
Tyson sat down, shocked. “I want soldiers everywhere you get footage from here on out. Track these new Freaks down.”
“Yes sir.” The employee quickly left their post and hurried out, several documents on hand. As the employee left, Rudra headed into the room, a phone in hand.
“Colonel Tyson, there’s someone that wants to speak with you.”
Tyson nodded. “Thank you, Commander,” he said, taking the phone. “Hello?”
“Hello Tyson,” a deep, distorted voice replied. “Things are looking a little bleak over at HECU.”
“...who is this?” Tyson asked, suddenly guarded.
“You can call me Archsage.”
“Alright, Archsage. What do you want?”
“To help, of course. HECU has been overrun with news of new Freaks, and so far you haven’t been able to track down the Trio.”
“How do you know that?” Tyson asked, then got up and left, putting her on speaker and motioning for Rudra to follow and stay quiet.
“I know quite a lot. More than you, certainly. I’ve been monitoring the Freaks for a while now. I know what they’re planning to do, and I know why so many new Freaks have been appearing as of late.”
“Care to enlighten me?” Tyson asked. “It would certainly make my job easier.”
“The Freaks are planning to bring about a worldwide catastrophe called the Cataclysm, and they’re bringing more Freaks into the world to further their goals.”
“Worldwide catastrophe? Are they attempting to destroy mankind?”
“More like they’re attempting to replace humanity entirely with Freaks.”
“WHAT?!”
“That’s why they’re after those kids. Those teenagers have powers that can stop the Cataclysm from happening.”
“Motherf@cker... How do you know this?”
“I’ve been looking into this whole ordeal for quite some time.”
“And how do you know about us?”
“I happen to know someone from HECU.”
“You have an informant?”
“In a way.”
“How can I trust you if you’ve been spying on us for so long?”
“Because I have information that you don’t. Information that you need.”
"And I assume there's a price for that information?"
“There is. If I’m going to help you, I want access to HECU’s databases.”
Tyson sighed. "It seems like I don't have much of a choice, but if you use it, you do it here. So we can ensure you're not using it against us."
“Agreed.”
Tyson sighed as he hung up. "Of course this stuff happens to me."
“If this is what we must do to stop the Freaks, then so be it,” Rudra replied. “I’ll send my troops to Big City to keep watch for any new Freaks.”
"Thank you," Tyson replied. "And try to keep this from reaching the public. Chaos in the streets would make this worse than it already is."
“It’s hard to keep something like this secret when some of these new Freaks have already been rampaging down the streets in broad daylight,” Rudra deadpanned.
"Then make up something and bribe the media to say it."
Rudra squinted at Tyson. “No, I don’t think I will.”
"I could get Anita to. She'd probably consider it a social experiment."
“You know good and well the kind of havoc she could wreak.”
"I also know how hard it would be to keep the public calm if they knew this was happening. You remember the plague two years ago."
“You can’t hide things that are already in the public eye. You tried to hide what happened with Grave Manor, and instead it’s one of the most well known horror stories to date. It even has its own music album. You tried to cover up that plague, but you can’t exactly hide something that nearly destroyed two entire cities and decimated their populations. You tried to hide Dr. Grace’s invasion, but you can’t hide the fact that a giant armada of ships came right the f_ck out of nowhere and attacked Evo City. And you certainly can’t hide a horde of monsters running through the streets of Big City in broad daylight.”
"I'm not saying hide it this time, just come up with a believable story that's less serious than the APOCALYPSE!"
“And how do you expect me to do that!? Tell people that all the new Freaks popping up everywhere isn’t a sign that things are going horribly wrong!? We have people turning into Freaks left and right, the Freaks that are already around are becoming more hostile by the day, and we have a Trio of teenagers running around that are our only chance of stopping this apocalypse!”
Tyson sighed. "Look, I just don't want the public to panic. If they do, everything will collapse into chaos and it'll be even harder to track down those kids."
“Tyson, the public is already panicking. The best we can do now is try to keep them safe.”
Tyson sighed. “...you’re right.”
Rudra nodded. “And I suggest you get on that. If things keep getting worse like they have been, you might end up having to evacuate the city very soon.”
Tyson nodded. “Alright. Start a watch and tell the people to prepare for evacuation.”
Rudra turned on her heel and quickly took her leave, calling up a group of soldiers to her side. “I hope you guys are ready for another round of disaster. We have to be prepared to evacuate Evo City ASAP.”
“Yes, ma’am,” a soldier replied.
***
Meanwhile at Christian Pure Spy’s chapel, Polite Spy and Jester were watching a movie while Isa played with her dolls nearby.
“Have you heard from Spyper and Intelligent lately?” Jester asked, tossing a handful of popcorn into their mouth.
“Not since last week. They were supposed to come over for a get-together, right?”
“Yeah, they were. But I haven’t heard from them at all.”
Polite Spy lit a cigarette. “I did hear from Sny, though. Apparently he’s out of the country on a job.”
“Spy job or Sniper job?”
“Spy job. He’s looking into an organization.” Polite leaned back. “If you don’t mind telling, who was that on the phone?”
“A guy named Odi-Tron. He wants to help humanity and he wants me to help him do that! Isn’t that great?”
Polite tilted his head. “Is he starting a charity or something?”
“He didn’t really give me much info. All he said was that I had to look out for three kids that’ll be coming by soon.”
Polite hummed, opening his laptop. “So you’re going to help without the information?”
“Well, yeah. Nothing bad’s gonna happen if I look after three kids, right?”
Something flashed in Polite’s eyes, but Jester missed it as the Freak replied, “I suppose not,” and started typing.
“I do wanna know why I have to look after these three kids specifically,” Jester mused. “I hope they’re not in any danger.”
“As do I.” Polite looked up. “I’ve heard Brutal has three people in his crosshairs as of late. What do you think they did?”
Jester looked at Polite with alarm. “You don’t think he would be going after some kids, do you?”
“I certainly hope not. On the off chance that they are, however, if they keep up the diligence that made him fail the first time, they’ve got a shot at survival.”
Jester gave a long and worried pause, then glanced back at Isa. “I really hope he’s not after these kids…”
***
In a dark base, somewhere nobody would have ever thought was habitable, much less inhabited, someone got a call. “This better be good, 9.”
“It is. I just got an email from Polite. It’s about Count Jester.”
“What about them? Aren’t they too busy eating candy or something to be cause for concern?”
“That’s what I thought. But what Polite just sent me is more than enough to worry you. Jester’s apparently been suckered in by Odi-Tron. The guy in charge of this whole mess. He managed to sucker in Jester.”
“Of course he did. Of course he’d get in someone with access to a whole other dimension... Tell Polite to stay put. Be ready to knock Jester out if need be and bring the Aspects here if we don’t get to them in time.”
“Well...Here’s the thing. Maybe we can get Jester on our side. Jester may have a few screws loose, but they’re not malicious. If someone can convince them that they were lied to by someone like Odi-Tron, they might just defect to our side. Then we’ll be the ones with the reality bender.”
“Alright... Tell Polite to try and get Jester to contact Odi-Tron again. Have them pry deeper. We didn’t work this hard to lose now. And keep an eye out for the Aspects. All our agents in the States are at your disposal for this mission.”
“Yes Archsage. I’m on it. I’ll contact you again if there’s any major developments.”
“Good. And give Polite a bonus. Tell him to buy himself some stickers or whatever he can treat himself with.”
“Understood. Until next time, Archsage.” With that, 9 hung up.
The shadowy figure sighed and leaned back. “Of all the people to run this operation, why did it have to be me?”
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A Woman of Letters (Getting a Feel for Sam Winchester) - Chapter 6
Summary:  You’ve just opened an occult bookstore in Lebanon, Kansas, when you fall for a tall, handsome customer…literally. You soon find out that there’s more to the world than you ever suspected, including you. Discovering your heritage puts you directly in a witch’s crosshairs, though, so the Winchesters offer to take you in and teach you how to protect yourself. As you discover your own family history with the supernatural and your own hidden talents, you can’t help but wish a certain brother was as excited about your interest as you are.
Total length: 43 chapters, 70,247 words - Read on AO3 - Series masterlist
Chapter word count: 1027 words
Pairing: Sam x Reader
Warnings: Canon-level angst and violence
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As he was throwing the box of books into the back seat of the Impala, Sam heard Crowley toss his opening salvo at Rowena. Sam turned his head just time to see Y/N’s shop explode, and Y/N go flying through the air. A piece of debris bounced off the back of Y/N’s head just as she landed on the ground at his feet. Sam scooped Y/N off the ground, tossed her in the front seat of the car, and pushed her to the passenger side as he slid behind the wheel. The car started easily, but Sam still dropped a string of curses as he sped away from the scene.
When he was a block away, Sam’s cell phone rang. Sam picked it up, giving Y/N a worried glance.
“Dean?”
“Sammy! What the hell was that? Are you okay?”
“I’m okay, but Y/N is hurt. It’s Rowena. You okay?”
“Yeah, I’m fine. I’m at the bar with Hank, and suddenly we heard a big explosion and everyone is headed down the street towards where you said Y/N’s shop was. Hank gave me the box, I gave him what he needed, and we were just having a beer and catching up.”
“Good. Get back to the bunker ASAP. I’ll explain when we get there.”
“Okay.”
Sam hung up his phone and shoved it back into his jacket pocket. He looked over at Y/N and tried to assess her injuries without taking his eyes off the road for too long. He didn’t see any blood, so that was good news. He sent up a prayer to Cas while he drove, in between glances over her form.
When he pulled into the bunker, he looked to see if Dean had beat him back, but there was still an empty spot in the garage. Sam pulled Y/N out of the car and carried her to one of the empty bedrooms. He laid her on the bed, took off her shoes, and then grabbed a blanket from his own room to cover her. He looked over her as best he could, finding only minor scrapes on her arms and legs, but a nasty bump on the back of her head. He found no blood, and looking in her eyes, he didn’t think she had a concussion. As he sat down on the desk chair to watch over her, he heard Dean’s footfalls in the hallway and ran out to meet him. Sam shut the door most of the way and motioned to Dean to stay quiet.
“What the hell happened out there, Sammy? One minute you’re meeting Hank and hitting on a girl, the next minute I’m calming Hank down with our last two angel feathers and a shot of whiskey before telling him to get the hell out of town if he wants to avoid the fallout!”
“I got to the shop and Hank was pushing Y/N to sell him stuff, like we figured was going to happen sooner or later. I pulled him back, told him to call you and I’d handle Y/N. I sat her down, and was giving her the whole ‘monsters are real’ talk, telling her about the Men of Letters, when Crowley showed up.”
“Crowley??” Dean’s eyes widened and his eyebrows hit the ceiling. “What the hell was Crowley doing there?”
“Apparently, saving our lives.” Dean took a step back in surprise. “Yeah, that was my reaction, too. He said something about ‘the enemy of my enemy is my friend,’ told us Rowena had planned on using Y/N to get to me, but since I was there, she was just going to kill us both, and we had to run. So, we ran, and Crowley slowed her down enough for us to get out of there. As we were getting away, Y/N’s shop exploded. She’s got a nasty bump on her head, but otherwise she seems okay. She’s still out cold, though.”
“Crap, Sammy, I’m starting to think that dating you really is a death wish!” Dean smirked and Sam gave him his best bitch face.
“Dean, we barely know each other. Now, shut it before she wakes up and hears you.” Dean pointed at the door and gave Sam a questioning look. Sam nodded grimly, and watched Dean peek his head into the room. Dean stuck his head in for a moment, then stepped back out.
“Damn, Sammy! She’s hot! Well, what I can see of her is hot. Why’d you say she’s not my type?” Dean smirked, earning himself another bitch face from Sam.
“She owns a book store, Dean, and you hate to read.” Dean shrugged at Sam’s words and flashed a grin.
“Hell, for her, I might consider changing my ways.” Dean chuckled. Sam grimaced.
“I’m going to hang out in there until she comes around and make sure she’s okay.” Sam peeked in the room and saw that Y/N hadn’t moved. Dean turned to go, but Sam stopped him. “Hey, there’s a bunch of books and journals in the back of the car. Can you bring them in here? They’re hers, so they should be with her. Oh, and can you bring some aspirin and some water? She’s going to have a headache.” Dean nodded and headed down the hallway.
Sam went back into the room and sat down on the chair, staring at Y/N. Dean was right. She was pretty. Part of him wanted to sit on the bed beside her instead of in the chair, but he kept his distance. As near as he could tell, he represented everything bad that had ever happened in her life. She lost family because of the Men of Letters and the supernatural, and now she lost her business, which was definitely his fault. If he hadn’t have walked into her store, Rowena wouldn’t have targeted her. Even if his hands itched to push the hair out of her face, he needed to stay away from her. Dean may have joked, but it was the truth. The lifespan of the women around him was mercilessly short. She would be much better off far away from him once all of this was over.
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I was Sweden’s prime minister and no, Mr. Trump, I could not have freed A$AP Rocky either
https://www.washingtonpost.com/opinions/2019/07/26/i-was-swedens-prime-minister-no-mr-trump-i-could-not-have-freed-asap-rocky-either/
Two great editorials that show the problems of the Trump presidency that being reflected in our culture and society. PLEASE READ 📖 and SHARE
I was Sweden’s prime minister and no, Mr. Trump, I could not have freed A$AP Rocky either
By Carl Bildt | Published July 26 at 4:08 PM ET | Washington Post | Posted July 26, 2019 9:59 PM ET |
I have no idea whatsoever what happened that evening in the streets of Stockholm in late June that led to the detention of three U.S. citizens — including the rapper A$AP Rocky — and to them facing assault charges.
But once upon a time, I was prime minister of Sweden, so I have to confess to having a certain knowledge of both the powers and the limitations of that office.
I certainly hope that what really happened will be sorted out by the courts without undue delay. Everyone is equal before the law, and everyone should have an interest in a speedy resolution of the case.
But the case has acquired a certain prominence since President Trump jumped to the defense of the most famous suspect. True to form, Trump has launched a number of tweets to demand “FREEDOM” and in general terms expressed his dissatisfaction with both Sweden and its prime minister for not immediately doing what he wants.
Trump isn’t particularly known for taking up individual cases of this sort. If he is known for anything, it’s being ready to turn a blind eye — even to murder. But in this case, one can see that he had very specific political reasons for demanding that these three people are immediately sent back home.
So let’s just say he didn’t have the inner workings of Sweden’s legal system in mind. Here’s an unsolicited briefing.
As prime minister, you can have your government propose laws and try to get parliament to decide on them, but once that’s done, your role in how they are implemented is absolutely zero. There certainly are countries around the world where the judiciary is little more than an instrument of the arbitrary powers of the ruling strongman, and where the political leadership can send people in and out of prison at their discretion. Sweden is most certainly not one of those countries.
A Swedish prime minister who tries to order a court to release a suspect or dismiss a case is first going to fail and then, with high probability, will be kicked out of office.
I wouldn’t say that our judiciary necessarily handles every single case in a way that is beyond any reproach, but its independence is far preferable to a system of arbitrary justice influenced by the whims of politics, be they domestic or foreign. The independence of the judiciary is rightly seen as a hallmark of a truly free society. In this we are no different from the United States.
In addition to being a free country, we are also a small country. Based on historical experience, we tend to be somewhat allergic to larger powers, be they in our immediate vicinity or not, trying to influence who is brought to justice in our country. If you cave in to one, you could be certain that others might try to do the same. The United States is a country friendly to us — others might not necessarily fit that description.
The three U.S. suspects will get a fair trial. No one doubts that. The outcome will be decided by the court — without any interference by any higher political authority within or outside of the country.
That’s the way it should be in a free society.
Our school lunch problem is a microcosm for what’s wrong with American life
By Helaine Olen | Published July 26 at 4:23 PM ET | Washington Post | Posted July 26, 2019 |
Pennsylvania’s Wyoming Valley West School District can’t seem to stay out of trouble. First, it got flagged for threatening families that owed money for their children’s school lunches with the foster-care system. It then turned down a number of offers from do-gooders and philanthropists to pay off all the debt, only backing down this week after yet another round of bad publicity.
The story was extreme, but the actual problem was not. It can seem as though barely a week goes by without news of some school district or other attempting to get tough on children whose parents or guardians can’t or won’t pay their lunch bill, a problem so prevalent that it now has a name: lunch shaming. There was Warwick, R.I., where students whose parents were in arrears were told they would receive only a sunflower butter and jelly sandwich, and Canaan, N.H., where a school cafeteria worker was fired after giving a student an $8 lunch when he didn’t have money in his account, and reports that school district workers in states including Alabama, Kentucky, Texas, Michigan and Utah tossed the lunches of students in the garbage when they realize that the students couldn’t pay for their tray of food.
The ongoing issues with school lunches are part and parcel of our better-but-not-great economy, the one where even as people feel increasingly confident about their personal finances, serious signs of trouble remain, including a growing number of people paying credit card bills after their due date, a record amount of outstanding student loan debt and almost 40 percent feeling so financially beleaguered that they say they would struggle to handle a $400 expense in an emergency.
But these school lunch scandals are also representative of increasing punishing callousness, harshness and brutality of American life. It starts at the top, where our billionaire president, one who inherited both his vast fortune and his connections, feels no shame at taking away food and housing subsidies for people in poverty, meanwhile making a sustained effort to do away with the Affordable Care Act, which would result in millions of people losing access to health care. Desperate migrants are corralled in concentration-camp-like holding facilities at the border, where children continue to be separated from their parents for spurious reasons. Unlike every other nation in the developed world, the United States does not mandate paid maternity leave. (A Republican proposal to offer that option to new mothers would offer them a portion of their wages — at the cost of potentially reducing their Social Security payments at retirement.) Life expectancy is falling.
Yet, remarkably, despite the meanness embedded in our society, Americans view themselves as a generous people. That’s likely because we give more to charity than almost every other first-world country. Whenever a local school district finds itself in the crosshairs of a school lunch scandal, numerous people often step up to offer to pay the outstanding bills. But, in truth, our giving nature is often exaggerated. Food banks routinely report they are in danger of running out of food. A large minority says the government has no responsibility for ensuring that everyone can access health care, and most crowdfunding campaigns to help people pay medical bills do not meet their goals. People who can’t make ends meet are immediately assumed to be wasting their limited funds on lattes and avocado toast, while food-stamp recipients are viewed with suspicion, with many convinced they are somehow guilty of living a lazy, louche life on the backs of more responsible taxpayers.
As for Wyoming Valley West School District, it won’t need to take money from millionaires and billionaires to pay children’s dining bills going forward. The district plans to begin offering all its students a free breakfast and lunch regardless of need or ability to do so, something it can do because of a federal program that pays for it if many students in the district live in poverty. Here’s hoping it can continue to do so. President Trump’s proposed federal budget, released in March, would have made significant cuts in the program. The administration is also considering redefining poverty in such a way that more than an estimated 100,000 children over the next decade would no longer qualify for a free or reduced-price meal at school. That’s hardly a happy ending.
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Vietnamese can so this to play a good game between 2 giants or play good game in the world and in the universe-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Human can build 27 liters  volume( It is about 9- 10 gallons) Quanta Power Reactor (Not Nuclear Power Reactor) or just 27 kg Quanta Power Reactor, then Human can use it everywhere Human need or even use 27kg QUANTA POWER REACTOR to run cars, and never worry about Energy or OIL again and same time solve pollution in environment, then Human can enjoy Life, beautiful life without war  and miseries and make Earth in cleanliness Beside, Quanta Power Reactor, Quanta techs can do many other things Human cannot do in normal conditions without Quanta techs-----Read my information to learn how to do QUANTA: NEW FORM OF ENERGY HAS BEEN FOUND AFTER E=MC^2 FOR 2019-1905=114 YEARS BY THO HUYNH:              1)The energy from 1kg Mass in E=MC^2 with C=300,000 km/s=3x10^8 m/s, then E=1kgx(3x10^8m/s)^2= 9x10^16 kg.m/s2.m= 9x10^16newton .m= 9.00x10^16 joule             2 )The Energy from 1kg Quanta                      a)Quantum mass =Electron = 9.11x10^-31kg                      b)The Number of Quanta in 1kg Quanta= 1kg/9.11x10^-31kg=0.109769484x10^31 Quanta                                                                                     =1.1 x10^30 quanta                      c)Quantum energy= 9.11x10^-31kg/1.783x10^-36kg per eV=5.109366237x10^5eV                                                               =5.11x10^5eV                                                            =511,000eV                        d) eV=1.602x10^-19joule Energy of 1kg Quanta=1.1x10^30x511000eV=562,100x10^30 ev                                            =562,100x10^30 x1.602x10^-19joule                                            = 900,484.2x10^11                                             =9.004842x 10^16joule Energy of 1kg Quanta =9.005x10^16 joule. then proportion from 1kg Quanta Energy to 1kg mass Energy is:      1kg Quanta energy/1kg Mass energy = 9.005x10^16 joule/9.00x10^16 joule=1.0005555556                                                                  =1.0006 times WITHOUT QUANTA BONDS ENERGY Energy of 1kg Quanta = 1.0006 times Energy of 1kg Mass IF QUANTA BOND ENERGY=QB(E)= 1/8 QUANTA ENERGY, THEN: QB(E) IN 1KG QUANTA ENERGY IS: QB(E)= 1/8(9.005X10^16 JOULE= 1.125625 x10^16JOULE= 1.126 X10^16JOULE ENERGY IN 1KG QUANTA ENERGY WITH 1/8 QBE IS: ENERGY=QE+ 1/8 QE= 9.005X10^16JOULE + 1.126X10^16 JOULE= (9.005 +1.126)x10^16JOULE                                  =10.131 x10^16joule RATIO ENERGY OF 1KG QUANTA/ENERGYOF 1KG MASS= 10.131x10^16JOULE/9.00X10^16JOULE                                                                                                            =1.125666667                                                                          RATIO(WITH QBE=1/8QE) =1.126 times IT MEANT 1kg Quanta energy might produce 1.126 times energy of 1kg mass from E=MC^2 , then it is as 10.131x 10^16 joule In this proof that E=MC^2 is no longer the case, there are more energy at Quanta levels or NEW FORM OF ENERGY BESIDE MASS IS QUANTA ENERGY AND QBE, I WILL USE ONLY 2 CASES OF QBE(Quanta Bonds Energy) TO PROVE THERE ARE MORE ENERGY AT QUANTA LEVELS AND NEW FORM OF ENERGY HAS BEEN FOUND I USED ONLY 2 CASES TO SHORTEN THE PROOF, IT SUPPOSED TO BE MORE THAN 2 CASES, IT MIGHT BE UP TO 8 CASES or more CASE1: QBE= 1/8 QE IS I CONSIDERED AS MINIMUM IN THIS PROOF, THEN : 1KG MASS ENERGY= 9.00X10^16 JOULE 1KG QUANTA ENERGY= 9.005X10^16JOULE WITH QBE=1/8QE, THEN 1KG QUANTA ENERGY= QUANTA ENERGY+ QUANTA BOND ENERGY= 10.131x10^16JOULE, THEN RATIO=1.126times BETWEEN 1KG QUANTA ENERGY AND 1KG MASS ENERGY CASE2: QBE=1/2 QE, THEN 1KG QUANTA ENERGY= QUANTA ENERGY + 1/2 QUANTA ENERGY= 9.005X10^16JOULE+1/2(9.005X10^16JOULE= 9.005X10^16JOULE+4.5025X10^16JOULE= 13.5075X10^16 JOULE RATIO BETWEEN 1KG QUANTA WITH QBE=1/2 QUANTA ENERGY TO ENERGY OF 1KG MASS IS: RATIO=13.5075X10^16/9.00X10^16JOULE=1.500833333 RATIO=1.501times It meant 1kg Quanta energy produce 1.501  times energy of 1kg Mass from E-MC^2 3)THE ENERGY FROM MANIPULATION OF QUANTA OR QUANTA MANIPULATION TECH: QUANTUM=ELECTRON/7^9=9.11X 10^-31 KG/7^9(**)=2.257542925X10^-38 KG                                                                                                 =2.26X10^-38 KG QUANTUM (eV)=9.11x10^-31kg/1.783x10^-36kg per eV(**)= 5.109366237x10^5 eV=5.11x10^5 eV                                =511,000eV The number of Quanta in 1kg of Quanta N of Quanta= 1kg/2.26x10^-38 kg=0.442477876x10^38 quanta=0.4425x10^38 quanta                                                                 = 4.425x10^37quanta The energy in 1kg Quanta manipulation is: E= 4.425x10^37x 511.000eV=2261175x10^37eV=2261175x10^37x1.602x 10^-19joule(**)   =3622402.35x10^18joule=3.6x10^24 joule   Ratio between 1kg quanta energy to 1kg mass energy is: Ratio=1kg quanta energy MANIPULATION/1kg mass energy=  3.6x10^24/9.00x10^16=0.4x10^8           = 40,000,000 times 1kg QUANTA MANIPULATION might produce 40,000,000 times energy of 1kg MASS energy from E=MC^2= 9.00x10^16 joule  . Ratio=R=40,000,000 times manipulation tech base on principle " you low the mass and keep eV levels to produce 40,000,000 times energy from 1kg mass in E=MC^2", it might be more difficult than the MIX, because Electron mass cannot be lower, read my note READ MY NOTES AT THE END******************************** 4) THE MIX OF 1kg MASS ENERGY WITH 1KG QUANTA   1KG MASS ENERGY= 9.00X10^16 JOULE 1KG QUANTA ENERGY = 9.05 X10^16 joule MIX energy = 9.00x10^16 joule x 9.05x10^16 joule= 81.45x 10^32 joule.joule or j2 or J2 Ratio of the mix ENERGY of 1kg MASS and 1kg QUANTA TO 1KG MASS ENERGY IS: RATIO= 81.45 x10^32 j2/9.00x10^16joule= 9.05x10^16 joule=90,500,000,000,000,000Joule times 2kg of THE MIX ENERGY is 90,500 trillion joule times- 1kg of the MASS energy ********************************************************************** NOTES: 1) 1.783x10^-36kg per eV is as x factor for converse unit from kg to eV or from eV to kg                 2) eV= 1.602 x10^-19 joule                  3) 7^9=40,353,607 is my secret number I used to low the mass of Quantum unit equal to mass of Electron 9.11x10^-31 kg, it meant I have to low the mass of electrons to smaller electrons Mass to raise the amount of Quanta at same time I have to remain or maintain the electron volts eV stayed same level when the mass go down The problems with this MANIPULATION TECH ARE:                       @1)Today Science, TSci, Today Physics, TP, Today Scientists, TS have said you cannot smaller Electron at 9.11x10^-31kg mass any smaller and it seems they did not have any way to do that either or any Idea to do that either. . . . . . . .!!!!!! I disagreed, at least on theories and ideas, because I have some more advance theories and Ideas than TS, TSci, and TP had or did not have. . . . . Actuallly, TS, TSci, TP did not understand Time Radiations or radiation times and Space Dynamics yet; however, I cannot tell where is final limits of smaller Electron yet; even though I used 7^9=40,353,607 as division number for smaller electrons, It doen mean it is necessary the limit will be as 7^9 it migh go up to 7^10, 7^11, or 7^12 or even further! There is a story for 7^9 from Hindu in India about 5000 years ago!!!!!??? perhaps!!!!!!! But I will not volunteer to explain it yet!!!!!! until later when I need to, actually 7^9 is not a division Number, it is as Decay or Meson Numbers or Separation or MIx by 2 or 3, if you know Particle Physics, and it is also as number of Separation of Space body from Physical Body in some cases I called as Human Space Body ,HSB and Human Physical Body, HPB. . . And there are more with Advance theories and concepts those are missing in TP and TSci  and TS as I show below:                        @2): All Spaces are connected                             Space is as one of the only 2 factors that they are only 2 of continuums in the Universe, physical Conditions Universe PCU                       @3) Everything is in formations of QUANTA                       @4)"Smallest Particles are not smallest, but something else is" -Tho Huynh Paradox                       @5)    """"""As long as Spaces are available, then there are particles division to smaller Particles"""""" or for easier to understand and for easier to imagine or due to TSci, TS, TP and scientists complained about not seeing smaller particles after standard Model, then I rephrased my Statement for better description: """"""As long as there are spaces, then there will be divisions of Spaces to smaller Spaces to epsilon Spaces""""""-THO HUYNH FACTS OF SPACE PARTICLES FOR FINAL PARTICLES MFG                       @6) LHC, CERN, FERMI LAB, TS, TSci, and TP and Standard Model, SM have mistake mistakenly to ignore Gravity in Standard model that I have found there might be 85x2=170 more in smaller to Smallest particles and Then: """Higgs field is not Quantum Quanta field Quantum Quanta field is not Higgs field Quantum Quanta fields are mass of the Universe Quantum Quanta fields gave mass to Particles, simply because Quantum Quanta fields are mass of the Universe""""-Tho Huynh                         @7) With E=MC^2 is no longer the case at Quanta levels, then you might run energy from very small sizes of power supplies; for example 1m x1m x1m =1m3 Volume of power supplies, or even 1/2mx1/2mx1/2m = 1/8m3 Volume, then you can do many things with such small power supplies, you can even use for your cars, you cannot do them before my proof of energy OR YOU CAN EVEN MAKE POWER SUPPLY JUST ABOUT 27 LITERS VOLUME(9-10 gallons) or even 10kg power supply, THEN YOU CAN USE IT EVERYWHERE EVEN USE 27 LITERS VOLUME POWER SUPPLY TO RUN YOUR CARS                          @8) There are 6 forces instead of 4 forces as TP, TS, and TSci have claimed in the last 375 years      I) Electromagnetic force     II) Weak Nuclear force    III) Strong Nuclear force    IV)First half of Gravity or Isaac Newton Gravity force or Isaac Newton Pull Force    V) Second half of gravity or Tho Huynh Gravity or Tho Huynh Push Force or Real Gravity   VI) the 6th force, temporary name called to keep my copy right (May be I should discuss with HuNgarian Researcher who call it as 5th Force, so we can determine it as 6th force I called or 5th force as his call)                          @9) Push Gravity is Real Gravity, it is not as Gravity that Isaac Newton has claimed 375 years ago!!!!!!!!!!! TS, TP, Tsci should find out PUSH GRAVITY or THO HUYNH GRAVITY or REAL GRAVITY asap, then they can get a chance to observe GRAVITONS They have missed for 375 years!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Note: Do not assume Push Gravity is just as Force AND REACTION FOCE TO PULL gravity as Isaac Newton law of forces has pointed out. They are relatively independence from each other, in fact they are caused  by diferent causes. Isaac Newton gravity or Pull Gravity is caused by Earth Rotation and Earth Revolution, Tho Huynh Gravity or push gravity or real gravity is caused by Space Expansion or Universe expansion and 2 more causes, but I refer not to reveal it now. THe PUSH GRAVITY is more universal than THE PULL GRAVITY which is more local than push gravity or REAL GRAVITY Isaac Newton only see the symptoms, but Isaac Newton has failed to see the causes of Gravity, it is why Isaac Newton missed REAL GRAVITY and FAIL to see the complex and the complications of Gravity beyond Gravity as Forces                          @10)TENTH TSci, TP, TS and Einstein have missed SPace time Quantum time since 1905, 2019-1905= 114 years , they should put them together Space- Time-Quantum time- Dilation-Oscillation, not observe them separately, to see the mechanism of the Universe in space and time                          @11)ELEVENTH Relative Mathematics and RElative Dynamics need to be found to work better for Einstein theories                          @12)12TH With proof of NEW ENERGY Quanta energy, perhaps, Human will no longer worry about ENERGY as Human had problems with Limited Oil capacities                          @13) "there are always 2 spaces to begin with, no matter what"-Tho Huynh Khai niem KHong Gian or Khong Gian Khai Niem, KGKN. I will use examples for general Ideas about Space in two: Front Space- Back Space,Above Space-Below Space,In space-Out space, North space-South Space, Top space-Bottom space, Right Space-left space, West space-East Space, up space- down space etc, etc, etc                         @14)There 2 more key statements for Space and Particles; however, I felt enough for today, I will review them some other time                         @15) QBE depended on how the connections between Quanta to determine the levels of energy of QBE, in this Article I considered 1/8 Quanta Energy is as smallest level of QBE and 1/2 Quanta energy is as biggest levels of QBE FOR NOW, there are might be 8 more to go!!!!!!!!                         @16) Just in case Manipulation electrons are too difficult to deal with, then you can use alternated elements you might choose from 103 elements in periodic table PERIODIC TABLE. Fortunately, you have alternative way to make Manipulation work better; however, I will not offer my solutions in this article, may be somewhere else Any way, the MIX of 1kg MASS and 1kg QUANTA is already the best alternative solution for the QUANTA MANIPULATION or MANIPULATION QUANTA' the difference between the MIX and the MANIPULATION is : Ratio of the mix is R of the mix = 90,500,000,000,000,000joule. times of the Mass ENERGY in 1kg mass Ratio of the manipulation =40,000,000 times of the Mass Energy in 1kg Mass                          @17) if you did not want the problems with MANIPULATION QUANTA THAT REQUIRED ELECTRON DIVISION, THEN YOU CAN MANIPULATE eV up to 511,000eVx 40,000,000=2.044x10^13 eV, then keep Quantum Mass at: Quantum (Mass)= 9.11x10^-31kg Quantum (eV)= 2.044 x10^13eV Then you can produce 40,000,000 times the energy of 1kg Mass from E=MC^2 without worry about Electron Divisions Do not think it is difficult, it might be easier than you can imagine . . . . . . .; however, I cannot write all details in this Article, you must observe my Information and think for yourself(selves), then build it!                            @18)Either keep the eV and low the MASS  Principle or keep the MASS and raise the eV Principle in QUANTA MANIPULATION TECH. I can say they are similar and familiar with Potential Energy P= MGH, you can adjust either M or H to raise the P or even G to raise the P in Gravitational field, the QUANTA MANIPULATION OF MASS OR EV HAPPENED IN ELECTRICAL FIELD OR ENERGY FIELD OR QUANTUM QUANTA FIELD, BUT THE MEANING IS SOMETHING SIMILAR AND FAMILIAR . . . . . . THEY ARE AS ANOTHER INFORMATION I CAN SUPPLY TO PROCESSING ENERGY IN QUANTUM QUANTA FIELD, with Quantum Quanta Manipulation techs . . . . . . . . .                              @19) Keep in mind the weird thing in Quantum world is the Earth can become as Particle or Quantum depend on how you deal with Earth in situations or conditions to observe your nature or your Universe at that time IF YOU CAN DO ONE THING TO TURN EVERYTHING ELSE IN YOUR FAVOR, THEN IT IS VERY WORTHY TO DO; ESPECIALLY, YOU BECOME VERY FAMOUS LIKE NOBODY BEFORE YOU!!!!!! Tho Huynh Dark Matter Maker Quantum Initiator Space SCience Founder(Do not be confused with NASA Space program or any other space program) Final Particles Mfg THEY MADE LIFE HARDER, I MAKE LIFE EASIER-THO HUYNH They made Technologies to control people, I made technologies to free people If you need more information , then we must have Business meeting, I worked for money just like everybody else!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Do not care too much about 27 liters volume, just do it step by step, then care about 27 liters volume later, way later!!!!!!! There are 2 cycles of 7 division: 7---------7^9 is as first cycle, then 7^10th---------7^18th is as 2nd Cycle, I used TH, due to 2nd cycle mark, it never happen before I considered it is as Tho way, new way in Mathematics to mark something difference from first normal cycle 7-------7^9, because 7^10th---------7^18th might play not as Decay or Meson or Separation or MIX between 3 of Decay, Meson and Separation, instead, the cycle might play as Realigments, gain from loss  or change the code system in the small to smallest
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