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Closure: "Did we just become best friends!?" Glaucus: *groan*

Closure: hey

glcs: no

Closure: oh come onnnnnnnnnn you don't even know what I'm gonna ask

glcs: so you are gonna ask for something

Closure: haha very funny.

Closure: listen I need you to test the drones we salvaged last week, I finally got them running again and I wanna see if the new shielding is gonna hold up

glcs: it won't

Closure: you don't know that!

glcs: i do

Closure: come onnnnnnnnn you're the only one with an emp gun on this landship

Closure: tell you want if you come help me with this I can cut you a deal on the next shipment of special supplies

-- message could not be sent --

No1Vamp: you blocked me????

glcs: yes

No1Vamp: ok first of all I'm your boss you can't do that

No1Vamp: second of all you literally shouldn't be able to do that I'm an admin account

No1Vamp: unless you ip blocked me somehow? but that's not information you should have access to

-- message cannot be sent --

prts_ada: glaucus what the hell did you do

prts_ada: seriously you should not be able to do this

glcs: why can't I block this account

prts_ada: HA

prts_ada: root user bitch

prts_ada: now tell me what the fuck you're doing

glcs: if I tell you will you leave me alone

prts_ada: how about this

prts_ada: if you tell me how you blocked me and come help me with these drones I won't report you to ascalon as the biggest security risk since yours truly

glcs: fine

prts_ada: thank you! meet me in training room 5 in 20 minutes

#not quite the prompt sorry but the idea of glaucus just. blocking closure. was too funny not to write #drabbles #asks #arknights #closure #glaucus

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Something relating to Cardigan's new skin, maybe?

"Stewardddddd, can't you just tell me what the surprise is?"

"But then it wouldn't be a surprise!"

"I don't caaaaare, I wanna know!"

"If you would just wait - five more seconds - instead of arguing - "

Awkwardly they both shuffle into the bedroom. Steward finally pulls his hands away from Cardigan's face, and her jaw drops.

Standing in the middle of the room, on a dressmakers mold, is an outfit straight out of the latest Leithanien Fashion Monthly, shorts and blouse and coveralls all pristine. The separate sleeves and matching socks lie folded on the floor, next to the beret that slipped from its post atop the mannequin, dragging the scarf down with it in an elegant pile.

Behind the speechless Perro, Steward coughs.

"I was talking with Orchid, and apparently this sort of thing is back in style again, and I remembered how you would always look at these outfits back in Leithanien, and I figured we have the money now, so I thought - "

He is cut off by Cardigan's arms firmly wrapping themselves around his torso, squeezing the air from his lungs, lifting him entirely off the ground, and the tears in her eyes as she beams up at him tells him everything he needs to know.

#more context/headcanon: cardis window shopping was the 'once im on e i might be able to pull this off' aspirational kind of window shopping #further context: this ask was sent when the outfit came out on CN servers #if that gives you any idea of how far behind i am at writing these #anyway #drabbles #asks #arknights #cardigan #steward

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Pramanix 🤝 Lava

having feranmut gfs

"Oh, I don't need Kjeragandr for this one."

Lava frowned as the Feline seated across the table from her swept the parchment in front of her back into a neat pile. "You don't...?"

"No. Listen." Pramanix tucked a braid of hair back behind her ear and leaned forward. "Firstly? Food. Good food is always an appropriate gift. Talk to Matterhorn in the kitchen, tell him I sent you. Secondly. Don't worry about trying to live up to the expectations you put on yourself. You don't have to give her the grandest, most extravagant gift she's ever seen - you have thousands of years of life to compete with! Give her something that only you can give. Write a poem, or paint a painting, or make something with your Arts. She doesn't want something fancy or expensive, she wants you."

Lava slowly nodded. "And you're sure that will work?"

"Positive." Pramanix tucked her papers back into a woven handbag. "I've been married to the Goddess Kjeragandr for years now, I think I would know how to buy an immortal a gift."

"You're - wait, married? I thought you were dating your handmaid."

"No, I am." Pramanix folded her hands, smiling politely at the confused Sarkaz.

"Is - is it like a symbolic thing? Because you're the Saintess, and the Saintess is 'married' to the Goddess? I've read something like that before."

"Nnnno, not exactly."

"But - wait, hold on. Does that mean - ?"

Pramanix winked. "Honestly, you would think, with her codename, more people would have figured it out by now. Subtlety isn't her strong suit."

#drabbles #asks #arknights #pramanix #lava

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Prompt?

Reed, "Unlikely friends"

Reed turns a page, running her finger down the margins until she finds the paragraph she was looking for. Carefully she copies it into her notebook, each stroke of the pen exact and measured.

When she finishes, she closes both books and sits back in her chair with a sigh, pushing her hair back from her face and letting the world come back into focus, listening to the rumbling engines of Rhodes sweep back into her ears, with the soft guitar picking of Frostleaf --

-- playing a very familiar melody, sending a chill running through to the base of her tail.

"Leaf."

"Hm?" Frostleaf palms her guitar strings, stopping the melody short, looking up at Reed as she turns in her chair. "What's up?"

"Where did you... learn that song?"

"From you."

"What?"

The Vulpo shrugs. "You hum, sometimes, when you're writing. And I just... wanted to see if I could learn it. Sorry."

"No, no, don't apologize. It's..." Slowly, Reed becomes very aware of the growing dampness at the corner of her eyes, the tension in her chest. "It's a lullaby. In Taran."

"Mm."

"Could you...?"

Frostleaf nods, bows her head back to her guitar strings, begins the tune anew.

Reed leans back and listens to memories, long buried, wash over her once again.

#drabbles #asks #arknights #reed #frostleaf

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saw your reqs are open so nows my chance... something with podenco and perfurmer ?

Slowly she stirs, blinking sleep from bleary eyes as she gathers stock of her surroundings. She's ... on a couch? With a blanket tucked over her.

Wasn't she just at work? Shouldn't she still be working!?

She bolts upright, tangling her limbs in the soft knit blanket and tumbling off the couch onto the rug just inches below. A note flutters from above, dislodged from its resting place atop the table her shin had just made solid contact with. She grabs at it, squinting.

Podenco -

I found you asleep in Greenhouse 5, and I thought I had best move you to a more comfortable napping location. Don't worry about the watering, I'm more than capable of handling it. I'm giving you the rest of the day off; please use it to take care of yourself and rest.

- Lena

The word 'rest' was underlined several times. Podenco smiled in spite of the pain radiating up her leg.

She pushed herself up from the floor, rearranging the blanket around herself. Also on the table, thankfully undisturbed by her flailing, was a glass of water, and she drank deeply, settling herself back down on the couch with a sigh of relief.

#:) #important to remember podenco itty bitty! #also hey im back sorry for the wait im gonna be trying to get back to doing these again #drabbles #asks #arknights #podenco

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God I'm so bad at keeping up with this blog

#sorry

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Whisperain with Weedy mayhaps :)

No need to rush

The rain runs streaks down the window, twisting and distorting the dim gray light that quietly illuminates the dorm. The same as it has been for days, the same as it likely will be for weeks.

There's no Catastrophe coming to break the monotony with thunder and lightning and sharp, rocky death. There's no sun coming to break the clouds upon its knee, shining through to paint the world in bright colors.

There is only the rain. There will only ever be the --

"Hey."

Whisperain blinks as gloved fingers snap before her eyes. "Hmm?"

Weedy frowns. "You're spiraling. Stop it."

"I wasn't - "

"Yes you were. It's the weather, isn't it? C'mon." Weedy holds out a hand, pulling Whisperain from the couch. "We're going to the Garden, Lena has UV lamps there."

#true love is making someone take care of themselves #even if they dont want to #drabbles #asks #arknights #whisperain #weedy

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how about red trying to get used to physical contact and trying to resist the urge to cut people who come to close? for example giving someone her coat so she can't cut them since her knives are hidden in it ૮ ˶ˆ ﻌ ˆ˶ ა

Coat is on the chair, across the room. Knives are in the coat, on the chair. Nothing to hold, nothing to cut, nothing to fidget with. Feels empty, exposed. Feels wrong.

"Hey, Red? Deep breath."

Frostleaf stands, watching. Gently, softly, in the way she does. Breath like she says. In, hold, out. Rest. In, hold. Out, rest.

Frostleaf holds out a hand. Hand for you to take, to touch, without a knife, without danger. This is wrong. This feels wrong.

Take her hand. It's cold. Slowly, guide her, towards your face. Bad. Wrong. Danger danger danger danger -

Contact.

Her fingers are cold, sharp against your cheek.

Other hand twitches. Do not cut do not cut do not cut.

Frostleaf sniffs, looking at you. Is she crying? She's crying. She's blurry now. Are you crying?

She's holding you and both of you are crying.

#RED MY BELOVED #shes trying so so so so so hard and im so proud of her #also bonus sneak peek of the way i write Red POV (coming soon to f/w/k ch 7) #drabbles #asks #arknights #projekt red #frostleaf

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Silence x Hoshiguma. I just had the thought of the line "I'm not the one you're really looking for am I" going from Hoshiguma to Silence

"Hoshi ... ?"

Hoshiguma turns to face the Liberi, blinking in the entrance to the kitchen. "Morning, doctor. Thought I'd make you some breakfast."

" 'preciate it." Silence stepped past the Oni, fumbling with the coffeemaker.

"Also, I don't think we should do this again."

Silence blinked, once, twice. "Sorry, what?"

Hoshiguma flipped the pancake onto the plate beside her, turning to face Silence again. "Don't get me wrong, last night was lovely. But ... I'm not the one you're looking for. And I won't be a replacement, no matter how hard you try."

The mug clattered from Silence's fingers onto the countertop. "How did ... "

Hoshiguma laughed, low and grim. "Trust me, I get it. The sooner you stop looking back at what was, the easier it will be to start moving on."

#ah. oof #also this is obv pre-lone trail #drabbles #asks #arknights #silence #hoshiguma

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Might i humbly request a Skadi x Grani training date?

"Fine, fine!! I'm calling it here. How are you so fast??"

Skadi gazed down at the Kuranta panting in front of her, lance drooping from her hand. "I needed to be."

Grani sank into a crouch, massaging her temples. "It's not fair, though. We tied your arms, we blindfolded you, we've used everything I can think of to give you a good handicap. And I still haven't landed a hit!"

"And yet, you never gave up. I will admit, I have not worked so hard for a victory ... in a long time."

"Well, that's good at least." Grani chuckled, pushing herself back to her feet. "Need me to help untie you?"

Skadi shrugged the rope off of her arms. "No."

"Figures."

#back at the drabble grind again hopefully this time we can make a habit out of it #drabbles #asks #arknights #skadi #grani

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To counter the angst of the last friskarm prompt I sent in can I get one for friskarm with the prompt: peace?

The coffee maker lets out a last gasp, and she clicks it off, closing her hand around the mug and letting the searing warmth pour through her fingers.

The shades are drawn over the tiny porthole, and she tilts them open, letting the first rays of the sun pool in the middle of the floor, red and orange and glowing bright.

The room is still. She can hear her own breathing, the floor creaking as she makes her way to the counter that serves as a kitchen table, the stool gathering her weight in four even legs. If she strains, she can make out Franka still snoring in the next room.

Franka is in her bed. The thought still staggers her if she allows it. And Jess and Vanilla are in the room beyond that, and far below them the treads of the landship are steadily turning, carrying them all onward into an unknown future. But for now, Liskarm sits, with coffee in hand, and lets the silence wash into her mind, filling her with blissful nothingness.

#:) #drabbles #asks #arknights #liskarm

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W makes a simple, nice meal with no tricks at all, and paprika doesn't believe her.

"What is this?"

"What do you think it is? It's your lunch."

Paprika slowly cracked the lid on the black plastic container sitting in front of her, and was greeted with a waft of steam. "Why did you make me lunch?"

"Am I not allowed to do something nice? I had leftovers and I thought you'd appreciate them." W rolled her eyes. "If you don't want it - "

"No, no no no!" Paprika waved an arm protectively over her lunch. "I just - was expecting some kind of trick, I guess."

"What??" W clasped a hand to her chest. "Paprika, I'm hurt. I'm just trying to not waste food, and you accuse me of trying to pull some sort of prank? What kind of person do you think I am?"

"Every other time you give me a box, it usually explodes. I'm still cleaning glitter out of my locker."

"Ha! I forgot about that one." W pushed herself off of the desk, spinning to her feet. "Anyway, enjoy your food. No need to thank me."

#drabbles #asks #arknights #WERE BACK BAYBEE #also happy lone trail day to those who observe! i forgot that was today so there will not be a themed drabble #paprika #W

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(tomorrow!)

Psst hey look for drabbles to resume this coming weekend/next week!

#one a day! in the evenings (EST)! #hold me to that please!

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Psst hey look for drabbles to resume this coming weekend/next week!

#making a post to reblog a bit that isnt tied to teh horny blog

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have you been playing reclamation algorithm? if so, how about a drabble based on your six chosen operators at the start?

I have bad news friend I have not been reclaiming anything and I really don't have any interest in it sorry

#asks

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In the spirit of that one Foxpile request: Wolfpile? Red finally getting the tail she deserves. And hopefully everyone else enjoying themselves too.

"I will say, Lena, when you suggested this I was a little skeptical. But this has been wonderful!"

Provence leaned against the back of the couch, smiling gently. Next to her, the Reaper in Red was intently combing the large purple tail that was strewn across her lap.

"I'm glad you're enjoying yourself." Perfumer stood up from her armchair. "Would either of you like more tea? Another scone?"

"No, I think I'm good. Red?"

Red shook her head without looking up from where her hands were sunk deep in purple fur.

Provence laughed. "Another hit, perhaps?" She offered the pipe she held loosely in her hand. Red shook her head again.

"Ah, well, more for me." Provence took a deep inhale from the pipe, blowing out a thin cloud of smoke that wound its way slowly towards the ceiling.

#cw drugs #in previous fics of mine ive written that lena uses CBD in her aromatherapy and that it makes red less....Like That #so why not invite provence over for a smoke session?? #red gets socialization provence gets free weed and lena gets to bake scones! its win win win! #drabbles #asks #arknights #projekt red #perfumer #provence #queued

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I'd like to request some Blue Poison x Glaucus: Glaucus doesn't have the exoskeleton legs, uses a wheelchair instead. Angst or no angst, your call.

"Glau?" Blue Poison knocked on the workshop door as she pushed it open, poking her head in. "Are you in here?"

A muffled noise came from deep within the workshop. Blue Poison took a few steps farther in. "Glaucus?"

As she rounded a corner, Glaucus was picking her head off of her desk, blinking slowly as she straightened up in her chair. "Hmm? Oh, Blue. What's up?"

Blue Poison patted the plastic container she held under her arm. "You missed dinner, so I thought I would bring you some. Did you fall asleep?"

"Yeah." Glaucus yawned, stretching wide. "Thanks. We should head somewhere else to eat, though, Closure doesn't like us having food in here."

She pulled back on the joystick sticking out of her armrest, and her chair rolled slowly away from the desk, picking up speed as she rolled alongside her girlfriend towards the door.

#not really chair focused but thats what i got tonight sorry #i love these two so much #drabbles #asks #arknights #blue poison #glaucus #queued