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littlemissmanga · 6 months
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I just need opinions on how you think any of the 501st men or Clone-Force 99 would handle chronic pain, something like migraines maybe, in their partner? I love all your work btw it's really incredible 🩵🩵🩵
Aw, thank you, Nonnie!
So this is something I think about a lot as I have a fucked up back. Fortunately, I have a really good group of drs so I've been able to go longer and longer without a flair up, but when I'm incapacitated on my couch, thinking of how these guys would react brings me so much comfort.
I think most of the boys would be really understanding and helpful. But let's get into it! HCs below the cut :)
Hunter may be able to sense acutely when you have a bad day before you even notice the symptoms (those heightened senses strike me like the way medical alert dogs can sense a seizure coming on in their human). His first instinct is to hold you against him, but he holds off until he ensures you are in the most comfortable place, your environment is perfect for what you need, and you have any medication needed. Then he'll wrap around you and do what he can to make you feel better. IDK why, but I feel like he'd gently hum a little tune as he holds you, literally trying anything and everything to soothe you. If he can't take away the physical pain, he can make damn sure you feel cared for.
Wrecker is also someone who's gonna try and cuddle you through an episode. If that's something that helps you, you'll be in heaven. He'll literally make a nest for you and bring you all the snacks. If your condition comes with muscle pain, he'll give you the most gentle and soothing massage. He will get that sad look in his eyes, though. Personally, I like seeing my partner care but I know some people don't like to feel pitied so if that's you, you may need to have a conversation with him. Similarly, if physical contact isn't helpful for you, you'll have to let him down gently. Best to give him something else to do - like help with the responsibilities you can't do - because Wrecker really doesn't like feeling as if he can't help.
Tech is going to learn everything about your condition itself. And I mean everything. He'll become the (secret) preeminent expert on your condition if he has to - and he'll very much believe he has to because frankly he doesn't trust previous doctors who told you this was just a condition you'll have to live with. You have to have a few talks with him that his insistence on trying new approaches to "cures" isn't helpful when you're having a flair up, and that while you love the intention behind it, you need him to either help you in the moment or leave it to you. That sobers him up a bit. But he mostly just puts the "cure" search on the backburner and focuses more on finding the optimal remedies for your symptoms in the moment. He won't really cuddle with you unless you expressly ask but he absolutely will bring his datapad into the room and research/work by your bedside so he can monitor your progress. He'll wake you every few hours to give you more medicine and make sure you stay hydrated.
Echo also studies up on your condition, but unlike Tech, he only cares about remedies. He'll run his findings by Tech, but generally trusts the literature regarding mitigating symptoms. If you find something that works better than other remedies, he's a stickler about making sure you have access to that remedy at all times. He's a big believer in being prepared. He may have some small treats for you, but he'd prefer to have nutritionally balanced food for you during a flair up to give your body everything it needs to get through this and recover. He usually doesn't cuddle with you, preferring to give you the space you need to settle in and recover. But he will be touching you constantly - caressing your head or arm - and talking softly with you if you're up for it.
Crosshair doesn't like admitting your condition scares him. You've explained it's not fatal or anything but it does cause you pain on the regular. And he doesn't like how matter of fact you are when you tell him you experience pain strong enough to put you out of commission with enough regularity that you have a plan for what to do when it happens. He knows you're not a complainer and you tend to push yourself, so for something to knock you out means it's serious. He feels useless and weak at not being able to help in what he feels is a meaningful way.
At first, he'll pull away, selfishly hiding from the sight of you in pain because he doesn't want to confront it. But if he does see you struggling or if he hears you in pain/call his name, he'll be right at your side. You need him. You asked for him. He won't leave you alone again. It'll take him a bit to figure out little tricks to helping you/making you feel better, but eventually he'll get into a rhythm. And woe be to anyone who crosses your path if you have a flair up in public - Crosshair is very much a shoot/punch first ask if they were a threat to you (in act or attitude) later.
501st Boys
Jesse, and Fives are going to learn all they can about the best way to make you feel better not through research but literally by quizzing you. They try asking the first time they see you in an acute flair up and realize those questions will have to wait until you're feeling a little better. And by quiz, I mean these guys prove why ARCs are made different. They'll get down into the minute details. The next time you feel your pain coming on, they'll make sure the environment is perfect for you to rest - as dark and quiet as you need, with all the water and snacks you could possibly want. And they'll totally give you snacks you want that'll make you feel better emotionally more than good for you snacks. If they can stay, they'll bring you bring you fresh, cool towels to drape over your forehead or ice packs/heating packs for your muscles every 30 minutes. Both feel like failures when they have to leave you during an episode.
Between the two, Jesse definitely relies on his humor and tries to keep you talking (if it doesn't hurt you more) to get you through this, and you love that he treats you like normal, that there's no pity in his eyes. But for Fives, this is a situation where he actually gets quiet, lowering his energy to give you the space to rest up.
Kix is, like Tech, going to do all the research. Unlike Tech, Kix has access to military-grade medical facilities. And he WILL use them to get a thorough understanding not just of your condition, but how your body handles the condition. He hates to see you in pain, and it's a negotiation with him as to how much medication you want/need as if Kix had his way, he'd just stick you in a bacta tank each flair up to minimize your pain and any damage ... which obviously isn't practical. Also, there's no "Maybe I can push through it, this flair up feels manageable." The moment Kix knows you're feeling symptoms, you're in the medbay. You'll also find the smallest of treats next to your bed when you wake up.
Dogma similarly, tolerates no negotiation. Sure, you've been dealing with your condition for a while, but if you're not following dr.'s or Kix's orders to the letter, he will make you. I feel like Dogma is incredibly passionate and feels deeply, and he will not risk your health or well being, even if you ask him to just trust you. Eventually, you need a mediation with Kix so Dogma gives you a little room to breathe. Like Wrecker, it helps to give Dogma things to do while you have a flair up so he feels like he's helping. He'll bring you everything you need and then go tidy up your living space or do your paperwork on your behalf or just general errands you need to run. Acts of service is his love language anyway, so this is a system that works really well for you both.
Rex hates that he can't always be with you during a flair up. He literally has a list of people you can call (in order of those he trusts the most to take care of you) if you need assistance. But you've come up with a code to message to his datapad in case he can't be there. If he gets your message, he'll excuse himself as quickly as possible to call you and just talk you through the worst of your flair up and ask if you need someone to be with you.
If he can be there, you won't find a more attentive and gentle person to nurse you through. He'll make sure you're settled and have everything you need and he'll talk you through it until you fall asleep. Then, he'll straighten up your living space and make some food for you for when you wake up. When you do, he'll give you a small portion to start with and hold you against him when you're done.
Tup will run you the most perfect bath ever. Water at the perfect temperature, no harsh smells in case that makes things worse. He helps you get settled then starts helping you wash. And by helping I mean he refuses to let you do anything for yourself. Getting your hair washed by Tup is a spiritual experience and something that, even if your pain persists, reenergizes your soul. He'll dry you gently with the fluffiest towels and then settles you in your room with all your comforts. He's another who will sit by your side until you feel better and he'll cuddle on request if it won't hurt you more.
I hope this is what you were looking for!!
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zoeykallus · 2 years
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Have you ever seen Atlantis the lost Empire? I can't the scene were Roaek punches Milo after Milo defies him out of my head. Your writing is incredible and u was hoping you could headcanon how the batch would react to someone punching their girl without warning.
I have not, but still, I think this is an interesting scenario, allthough I think in some way the reactions will be almost all pretty similar.
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Let's imagine this; A mission went a little wrong and a costumer is not pleased at all. You stand next to your batcher as the client is ranting on about it. Than out of nowhere, he lashes out, at you of all people...
Hunter
He almost saw it coming but reacted a tiny bit to slow. The fist of the client hits you on your cheek, at least not your nose because you dodged a little to the side, not fast enough but it could have beem worse.
Hunter immediately yanks the guy off his feet and kneels over him with his hands on his collar.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" he growls at the man beneath him.
The man will barely get a word out, because having an angry Hunter over him can definitely leave one speechless.
Hunter will be furious, but he also knows that he has to be reasonable despite everything, or at least he thinks he is expected to be. He leans down further and whispers to the man that only he can hear: "You better keep your distance from her or I'll break every bone in your body one by one and now you apologize".
Hunter stands up and yanks the man back to his feet and his now shaky knees.
"Get out of here or I'll make you get out."
Echo
At the very first moment, Echo is so shocked and disbelieving that it takes him a few seconds to react. In a fight you expect something like this, but he didn't see this reaction coming, especially not to you.
Finally, he angrily pushes him aside and stands in front of you.
"If you even think about lashing out at her again, you will be dealing with me! How dare you!!!"
He is outraged and furious beyond measure. He wants to beat the crap out of the guy, just barely holding back. Echo is so tense and willing to get serious, but then he feels your hand on his shoulder.
He glances over his shoulder at your face for a moment and sees the mark on your cheek, a mixture of anger and concern boiling up inside him.
He hisses at the man, "Get lost and take your credits back with you," throwing the credits at his feet.
Now Echo cares about your face first, the guy is secondary.
Wrecker
Let's face it, with a guy like Wrecker standing right next to you, someone who knows you're a team or belong together in some way is never going to lash out at you unless he's tired of living.
Because Wrecker strikes right back like a reflex and after that the person involved is definitely unresponsive, at least temporarily, possibly even forever depending on how lucky or unlucky the other person is. Wrecker absolutely can't stand it when someone gets too close to you, he reacts quite fast and fierce.
Tech
Tech's very first reaction is startled and worried, he will first check if you are ok before he goes after the attacker, unless you are attacked repeatedly, then he will of course intervene first.
As soon as he sees that you are hurt but at least not badly, anger boils up in him. Someone has dared to hurt you, unjustifiably at that. Even more so in his presence, a brazenness that the attacker will soon regret.
Tech is equipped with a Taser for encounters of this kind. The guy who still has the gall to rant with a big mouth because he perceives Tech's care for you as a certainty that he won't go after him, is suddenly shocked without warning. He goes down hard and Tech shocks him a couple more times, only stopping when the guy pees his pants.
"I think I can safely assume that won't happen again," Tech says in his matter-of-fact way.
Only a groan can be heard from the floor.
"I'll take that as a yes."
Crosshair
Crosshair reacts incredibly fast, even before the fist touches you he intercepts it, turns the man's arm behind his back and presses him against a speeder standing nearby.
Crosshair spits out his toothpick and growls: "Let's assume you weren't planning on hitting my girl, because if you were I'd be gutting you like a fish right now".
With his free hand he pulls out a vibro-knife and holds it to the man's cheek.
"Or were you really planning to hit her?"
"No, no no, of course not!"
Crosshair shrugs, looks at you for a moment and smiles, then asks, "You sure? Cause it sure as hell looked like it"
"Absolutely sure!"
"What do you think Kitten, was he about to hit you?"
Now it's up to you, do you want Crosshair to torture him for a while, then say yes, if you don't want to subject the man to a degrading torture, say no. Make your choice.
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lifetimeshipper · 1 year
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New Life, New Obstacles
Chapter 22
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"You look so much like your mother," Tarn purred as he shoved her up against a tree. Leaning in his mask smashed against her lips as if he was kissing her. He held her arms above her helm as he pinned her to the tree, "I'm going to enjoy this."
"LET ME GO!!!" She yells as she starts squirming trying to fight him off her, "I already have a mate!"
"Does it look like I care?" He growled as he started removing her interface panel.
"No, don't!"
"Your mother begged for me to stop, saying that her mate would come for her. When he did she was already laying in a pool of her own Energon," he whispered into her audio receptor as he removed his interface panel, "And no one is going to save you."
Steeljaw seemingly came out of nowhere punching Tarn away from his mate, "KEEP YOUR FILTHY SERVOS OFF MY MATE!!!" The force of his punch sent the mech to the ground.
Tarn looked up at him, "You're quick, I'll give you that," he chuckled, "I'm going to enjoy toying with you," he grinned, each word aiming for his spark. "You can feel it already, your spark's slowing down."
Steeljaw could feel his spark slowing down but the wave of love being sent to him from his mate helped it get back to normal, "Not gonna work."
"I was hoping to save this for the finale," Tarn whispered as he tackled Steeljaw, sending him to the ground. Steeljaw slashes him on the back then turns over putting him on his back and raises a servo to strike him. Tarn grunted in pain as he grabbed Steeljaw's wrist, his tight grip crushing the Wolf-Con's wrist causing Steeljaw to howl in pain when Magnus ran up to them and punched Tarn really hard on his helm.
Tarn cried out from the punch before looking up with a chuckle, "Well, isn't this a lovely reunion."
"Release my daughter."
"And what will you do if I don't?" He asked as he got up off the ground while focusing on the Wrecker's spark pulse, making it race.
Magnus launched at him, "I'm gonna tear you apart!"
Tarn quickly pulled Strongarm in front of him, using her as a shield. Magnus quickly came to a halt not wanting to hit his daughter.
Tarn threw his helm back as he laughed, "You Autobots are too easy. Now why don't you two get comfortable as I -"
Tarn was interrupted when Steeljaw grabbed Strongarm and pulled her away giving Magnus an opening to throw a punch at Tarn. Tarn's mask cracked under the force as he backed away from the commander. Steeljaw helps Strongarm get her interface panel back on while Magnus has another round with Tarn.
Tarn caught Magnus' servo crushing it under his grip, "It will take a lot more than that, Ultra Magnus."
Before he could tear his arm off he felt something dripping down his chest. Looking down he saw a servo, with pained groans he turned his helm only to see Tesarus, "What are you doing?" He asked the mech.
"You will not... harm my family," he spoke in a voice that was not his own. Magnus' optics widened, he knew who it was. But how?
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Drift screamed in pain when he felt Kaon's servo digging into his stomach. He deserved this pain, after all of the lives he had stolen, this was his punishment and he was going to take it. As his vision started to grow dark he thought he heard a roar. Please someone help me.
Then suddenly the servo was removed from his stomach as Grimlock came running over and punched the mech. Holding his servo on his wound, Drift picked up his sword, slashing it across Kaon's neck. With a garbled scream, the mech tried to stop the leaking with little success.
"Hang on, Drift. We'll get you to Med Bay," Bumblebee tells him.
"When did you guys get here? How did you know we were in trouble?"
"Ultra Magnus called us. Also, Fixit spotted some strange signals."
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Arcee fell to the ground as Wheeljack continued his fight with Helex. Every time she tried to help her mate Helex would push her aside. She brings out one of her blades and slices him in the back.
Grunting from the pain he grabbed her whole arm, lifting her off the ground, "If you had a death wish then I will grant it," he slowly started breaking her arm. Her other servo transforms into a blaster and she shoots him in the chest before kicking him back and getting out of his grasp. Holding his chest he reached for her only to feel something slash across his back.
Quickly turning around he stopped Wheeljack's blade from impaling him as he headbutts the smaller mech. Wheeljack falls back with his helm reeling. Arcee shoots at the mech, trying to get him away from her mate, and Bulkhead comes running over while transforming his servo into his wrecking ball, and he slams his wrecking ball into the mech's face.
Helex stumbles back but quickly regains his composure, "Three against one, sounds like fun," he says before he feels Wheeljack's sword piercing through his spark chamber. Helex falls to the ground as his spark ceases.
Arcee fell to her knees while transforming her servos, Wheeljack ran over to her, "You okay, babe?" He asked as he held her. She didn't respond, just held him.
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Metalsound backed away as Vos took off his face trying to force it on her. Thunderhoof rams him from behind throwing him a few paces.
"You guys aren't playing fair," he complained.
"What do you know about fairness?" Thunderhoof asks him.
"At least we always fight one-on-one," he growled as Metalsound bit his arm. Then a sword comes raking across his chest. He grabs his chest screaming in pain as he looks up at the red mech who had just arrived.
"Thanks for the help, kid," Thunderhoof tells Sideswipe.
"It was no problem, that's what teammates are for," Sideswipe says with a grin.
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Steeljaw holds Strongarm tightly, "Are you alright my love?" Strongarm couldn't say anything, her body was shaking with fear of what could have happened if Steeljaw hadn't arrived in time. "Don't worry, there's no way I would allow another mech to touch you or harm you in any way."
She buried her face into his chest as she started crying. He caressed her helm as he sent a big wave of love to her through their bond.
Tesarus watched them in silence, having removed his hand from Tarn's body, "She.. is.. in.. good.. hands," he replied.
Steeljaw looks at him, "Who are you?"
The large mech knelt beside Steeljaw, just barely touching Strongarm's helm. Steeljaw pulled Strongarm out of the mech's reach as he growled at him.
"Take... care... of...them," he told Steeljaw as he fell to the ground. Steeljaw just looked confused, he wasn't sure what to make of that. What did he mean by them?
Bumblebee comes running over to them, "Are you guys okay?"
"Bumblebee, we need to get everyone to Med Bay," Magnus tells him before running off to see the others. Bumblebee calls Soundwave for a Ground Bridge.
Magnus runs over to Drift's side to stop the Energon from seeping from his body. Metalsound, Thunderhoof, and Sideswipe had managed to take Vos down. "Is everyone alright?" Magnus asked as Metalsound slowly fell to the ground.
"Do we look like we're alright?" Arcee snaps.
Thunderhoof carefully picked up his mate as he glared down at Vos. Ultra Magnus growled as he tried to tend to Drift's wound. He wasn't a medic. A Ground Bridge opens up and Bumblebee, Grimlock, Sideswipe, and Bulkhead help them all get back to the scrapyard.
"What on Cybertron happened?" Fixit asked as they all returned.
"The D.J.D happened," Magnus replies and he and Grimlock help Drift walk to his ship and Med Bay.
"Is anyone else injured?" Fixit asks looking around.
"Only Drift, Steeljaw, and Arcee. Wheeljack got his helm banged up a bit," Bumblebee replied.
"Oh dear, it's going to be a long night," Fixit replied as he led them to Med Bay. Fixit fixes up and bandages them all, "I wished there was more of me," he stated softly while he worked on Steeljaw's wrist.
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Tech getting Wreck(er)d - for @coruscas​
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One Night| Hunter
Note: Nsfw content,
Warnings: creampies, p in v, facials, squirting, name calling, rough, hair pulling, light choking, smoking 18+ content
Reader: Female
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"Thanks again." Y/n thanked the kessel burbon slid to her, sliding credits to Cid, "any more missions?"
"No,those clone boys took the last one I had." Cid spoke, "there won't be any more for a few cycles."
"Clones took my jobs?" Y/n questioned, sipping the hard liquor.
"Yeah! When wrecker through those KT troopers like it was nothing!" Omega cheered as the group walked down into the bar.
"Speak of the devil." Cid spoke, Y/n turning her head.
"Yes Wrecker's strength was acceptionally helpful this mission. Yet Omega's new tracking skills came in handy." Tech spoke.
"And Echo's climbing skills! How do you do that with one hand?!" Omega cheered.
"Pratice." Echo spoke.
Hunter chuckled at Omega's happiness.
"We did good boys-"
He stopped, seeing Y/n casually talking to Cid, sipping on her drink, her hair a mess, a few braids in her short hair making her hair uneven in both long and short length. In baggy black robes a belt tired tigh around her waist. Boots knee high with her baggy pants tucked in. Her eyeliner red and in sharp wings up towards her relaxed brows.
She turned her gaze towards hunter, her eyes a cybernetic white, then her head followed. Her gaze lingering on him as she smiled smally.
"Oh no no no! Watch your eyes dark and broody!" Cid argued, rushing around the counter.
"Don't mind me I'm also looking disrespectfully." Y/n teased getting up from her seat, following behind Cid.
"Uh," Hunter tried to speak, woah was his only thought process, "Your...new."
"Not knew. Just havent seen me before." Y/n smiled, standing next to Cid with a hand on her hip, "names Y/n's and Im presuming you all are the clones that have been taking my jobs?"
"Oh, we are?" Omega looked up at Hunter, who was still at a lost for words.
"What?" Hunter asked looking down at Omega.
Y/n chuckled, walking up to the longer haired male, "Listen, dark and broody, we can be friends. I just want my missions."
She leaned into his face, his face becoming red "Y-yeah..."
"Thanks then." Y/n smiled, his eyes gazing to his banana, "I'll take this as payment for taking my last missions."
With ease she pulled the headband off his head, turning her head half way to talk to Cid she smiled.
"I'll see you late then mom." Y/n chuckled, nudging Hunter as she passed, "Im off to collect some credits Im owed."
"Did she just call Cid Mom?" Wrecker questioned Y/n walking out the bar and up the steps.
"I believe she did." Tech responded.
Hunter was hit in the side with Cid's walking staff, "I'm docking your pay half!"
"What!?" Hunter argued.
"Thats what you get for lookin at my kid like that!" Cid defended, "watch it next time"
"Well if our pay has already been docked. She was quiet pretty. Her eyes especially." Tech repsonded as Hunter nudged him hard.
"Hey-"
"Don't worry, Hunter if you marry her Cid's your new mom!" Wrecker laughed shoving the man.
"I don't even know her!" Hunter argued.
"And that'll never happen!" Cid defended, "now watch it before I dock all your pay! You won't be seeing her again."
"But she took Hunter's bandanna." Omega pointed out, Hunter feeling his head.
"She did?!"
"And I thought Wrecker had it bad for that twilek girl he helped at the market." Echo told.
So there Hunter was, left the whole day with no headband, atleast 3 standard hours he waited, rubbing his head feeling as if he was missing something, well he was missing something.
"Hey! Mom! You'll never guess the load I got this time!" Y/n called out walking down the steps and into the bar, "I beat fifteen of the finest warriors apparently! Yeah right!"
Y/n walked in, gym bag at her side, the boys turning to the girl, stripped down to a tank top and a diffrent set of black pants that were tucked into her boots, a certain red bandana around her thigh.
"Oh you're all still here." She spoke, "I was-"
Hunter stepped infront of her, "I'd like my bandana back."
"Hm? Yeah come on." Y/n spoke, walking around him, "follow me."
"Yeah no sorry- not happening-" Hunter argued grabbing her wrist, "just hand it over."
Y/n ripped her wrist from him, hurting his hand in the process, "well then take it off, its right there."
Hunter kept his gaze away from Y/n's thigh, her ahoulder looking interesting at the momment.
"Well its mine then." Y/n spoke going to walk away but her arm was grabbed, Hunter turning to her as he kept his gaze up, his hands feeling for the band,
She chuckled, "little higher and you'll be at my zipper-"
He sighed looking away as he felt his bandana, his hand reaching around and untying it from her thigh.
"You smell nice." Y/n teased
"I don't see how you're Cid's kid." Hunter commented.
"Not by blood sweetheart." Y/n commented.
There was a chuckle as Hunter turned his head, Tech and Echo going back to there silence Wrecker luckily out and about with Omega. Hunter removed the band finally as Y/n chuckled.
Y/n leaned over, kissing Hunter's cheek as he flushed, "rooms down the hall on your left, we should be lucky my mom's on the upper floors."
Hunter only nodded as Y/n walked away, waving to his two brothers who were playing sabbec at the bar.
Hunter turned around to follow her a few mintues later, "don't be too loud."
Hunter glared at the two but made his leave anyways, following Y/n's instructions. Making it to the last door he knocked the door sliding open as Y/n sat on the floor, a tray in her lap, neon fairy lights on the strung carelessly on the walls and ceiling, weapons littered on the floor, some things hanging on the walls, there was a mess of the bed.
"So you came." She spoke popping whatever she was rolling into a jar, setting it on her nightstand and pushing the tray into the drawer. Standing up zhe grabbed a box of matches, throwing herself into one of the large bean bag chairs, big enough for two people, "lock the door would you?"
He did as asked, "why call me in here?"
"Well...Dark and Broody." Y/n spoke, "sit, come on."
Patting the seat besides her he walked over, "I have a name."
"Okay? Tell me it."
"Hunter."
"Okay Hunter." She spoke, "you seemed tense. So we. Me and you. Are gonna smoke-"
"Smoke? Smoke what-"
"One of these." Y/n spoke holding up the jar, "Kessel herb."
"Spice? Yeah no-"
"No. Herb." Y/n defended, "there's a big difference."
Hunter watched her swish the jar around in front of him, "you pick one for me atleast."
Mentally sighing he did as asked, Pulling out a joint for her she smiled, closing the jar and setting it aside, "atleast this doesn't smell bad, smells like flowers."
Hunter watched her open up the match box, the joint between her lips as she striked the first match, a complete dud, she moved onto the second one, also a dud, by the fourth one Hunter was wondering if she'd ever light the thing.
"Dropped them in water-"
"I can do it." Hunter cut off, Y/n gladly handing him the match box as she leaned over, he striking out on the first match but the second one he got working, the flame bright and prominet despite the red undertone of the lights, leaning over as well he lit the thing easy as pie.
"Thanks."
He watched her take a deep inhale in bowing out through her nose she leaned back, muscles already calming and relaxing.
"Why did you really call me in here."
"I told you to smoke." Y/n spoke, "I know a stressed man when I see one. Shit half the time I am a stressed man."
Hunter watched her take in another puff, "Plus it would ruffle my moms scales."
Hunter chuckled Y/n was right about that much, "yet also wanted to see if you wanted to hook up for a night."
Hunter coughed, not because of the smoke but the abruptness, "I'm sorry?"
"Well I seen you look at me the way you did earlier," she told, "and you're pretty good looking, but you seem to atleast have a good head on your sholders, men I know that look at me usually make a comment right away, you kept them to yourself."
Hunter responded with silence, "it's just a suggestion, an idea." She told him turning to look at him.
Again silence and Y/n contuined to smoke as if it was no problem that he said no, he found it, hot, sexy even. She knew what she wanted and she asked if told no she was okay with that, carrying out through her day.
"Why me?"
"I just explained why, you." Y/n spoke, "its yes or no tense guy."
Hunter shifted, its been a while, he mentally sighed, Y/n returning to smoking casually. Was this a way of teasing? If it was, it was harsh, and it was working. Shifting once more there chlothed and armored touching one another.
Damn, Hunter thought, to have her strong thigh in his hand, his head between her thighs. He looked up seeing Y/n pull the joint away once more, feeling the stare Y/n turned her head
"Wanna try it after all?" Y/n questioned, bringing the joint infront of him, "if not more for me."
Fuck it, the empire rules the galaxy, the republic fell, his brother is trying to kill them, what could he possibly loose from having any fun.
He took it with gloved fingers bringing it to his lips, Y/n watched him take a deep inhale, Y/n impresssed.
"This isnt your first rodeo." She teased.
He leaned in closer to her, if even physically possible, removing the joint from his lips, he pushed closer to Y/n, his lips placed on her's softly, and only for a momment, then pulled away, strings of smoke coming from both there lips now as Hunter's mind felt clear, relaxed.
"Lets do it." Hunter responded, usuing his armor as an ash tray, pressing the ashes to death on his chest plate as the embers died.
"One puffs not gonna get you anywhere." Y/n teased.
"But you will..." he whispered against her lips, pressing furthur once more he kissed her.
The kiss much more passionate than the first, Y/n running her hands through his hair, his bandanna slipping off in the process as she tossed it away.
"Fuck you're so hot..." He whispered into the kiss, Y/n moaning softly, his hands untucking her white tank top from her pants.
"Don't tell Im sharing with someone, thats why you came back all undressed." He teased against her lips, his hands hiking up her t-shirt past her covered breast.
"If sharing means arena fights. Then yes." Y/n teased back causing Hunter to chuckle.
Hunter pulled away, unclapssing his armor as she watched, letting it be tossed to the floor he was stripped down to his blacks. Bitting her lip at the buldge in his blacks, he leaned back into her,kissing her lip's passionately, forcing his tongue into her mouth she groaned, his touange pressing against his as they fought.
The kiss ended in a tie, both pulling away panting, Hunter let his hand's find her bare skin in the mean time, traveling up her adoment and covered breast he found her shirt, pulling away he lifted it over her head and arms. About to kiss her again she stopped him, pulling on the edge of his blacks, she pulled his shirt up, he lifting his arms in the process, his gloves rolling off with his sleeves in the process. Tossing the article of chlothing somewhere random. He removing her black sports bra, he kissed her just above her breast.
She humming in pleasure as he did so, traveling up to her neck, kicking her boots and socks off in the process, her legs tensed squeezing together Hunter had found her sweet spot, the space just above her collar bone, where her muscle was tense.
"H-hunter..." she panted, kissing the side of his head as she let out a soft groan, her head rolling back as her fingers tugged on his hair.
"You drive me crazy doing that..." Hunter whispered against her skin, dragging his kisses down her chest, and to her breast, where he let himself take in one of her soft buds.
"Fuck..." he moaned, his hair being pulled once more.
"Maker you're mouths amazing-" Y/n spoke her legs squeeze together tighter, adding to her pleasure as she groaned.
Switching over to give the second one just as much attention his hand cupped her other breast, squeezing her battle scared flesh softly, his other hand slipping behind her waist band slipping into her panties.
Hunter pulled away from her bud with a intoxicated look, "Your soaked..."
Y/n chuckled, "and you're hard as a rock..."
Pulling his hands away from her, she watched him undo her pants, pulling them down as quick as he could, and with her help of kicking them off they were gone.
Y/n reached for the last of his blacks, pulling them off his hips he pulled at them as well, removing his boxers as well. His chlothes barely releasing his length, Y/n's hand wrapped around the base of his aching cock.
Y/n's face laced with warmth and a teasing smirk she let her thumb rub the strip under the base of his cock, he groaned watching her tease his cock. His hand pulling at her panties she raised her hips to help, and he loosely pulled them down enough to let his hand go between her legs.
His finger's teasing her clit softly as she meweled, "Fucking hell..." she whined softly.
Both messes under each other's touches Y/n picked up a pace, her hand starting to milk his cock as he moaned heavily, body both relaxed and tense he gripped her thigh.
"Easy- now..." Y/n whispered to him, planting a soft kiss on his lips, "Don't wanna finish just in my hand do we?"
Hunter shook his head no, "you better be on something...I'm gonna cum in you till you beg me to stop..." he moaned.
She chuckled, leaning into his ear, "yeah? Am I gonna be sitting in pools of your cum?"
"Fuck yeah you are." He told her, "f-from every fuckin hole, starting with you're mouth."
She was taken back both by comment. He stood up as she looked up at him, his cock in her face, she moved forward, her lips brushing against his cock as she licked his tip, the taste of Pre-Cum now on her touange.
"Salty..." she teased kissing down his shaft, her hand wrapping around his base. Looking up at him his face was flushed, yet still held a determined look of lust in his eye.
Pulling back to the tip of his cock she kissed the tip, opening her mouth she pushed his tip in, her hands resting on his hips.
Fuck does he feel so good down my throat, Y/n thought, her eyes closed as she moaned, bobbing her head almost instantly causing Hunter to groan.
"Easy doll. You don't wanna choke." He teased, watching her bobbing increase he moaned loudly, her pace only increasing, "Maker you know to suck cock- s-shit-"
Y/n pulled away jacking his siliva covered cock off, "H-hunter fill me with your cum please. I wanna be in a pool of your cum."
He covered his mouth, what the fuck., but he wasnt complaining, watching her deep throat him again he groaned, his hips starting to pool back and thrust, and as soon as he knew it he was holding the back of her head, mouth fucking her hard.
"Yeah baby take it all...like a little slut take it all for me." He moaned, " hell- I'm-"
Hunter hit deep inside her mouth, cumming down her throat, mid way pulling out letting the rest coat her face.
"H-hunter!" She meweled, but he covered her mouth, not wanting anyone to hear.
She swallowed his cum, groaning into his hand as he pulled his hand away.
"They can't hear us..." she panted, cum covered her face and mixed with her drool as she tried to catch her breath, "t-the walls are solid concrete..."
"Well then...I suppose I will be making you scream..." he panted as she bit her lip, looking down at her he chuckled.
Face covered in cum, running down her lips and chin, her breast perky, marks already starting to form on her neck, her panties down to her knees as she sat waiting for him, flushed and horny.
"Maker I can not wait to put my cock in that tight pussy of your's." He told her, his thumb holding her chin.
"Then do it. Fuck me till you can't cum no more" she begged, watching him kneel down infront of her, causing him to chuckle.
"I want a taste of you first." He told her.
Pulling her panties off she bit her lip as he grabbed her legs roughly by the back of her knees, spreading them from one another, she shifted in her spot, allowing her legs to spread a bit wider and give him a better veiw. Hunter didn't bother teasing her, her pussy soaked and aching as he dived in, eating at her clit.
"F-fuck Hunter!" She cried, her back arching as she gripped onto his hair immediately.
Y/n was in heaven, Hunter between her legs completely devoring her.
"Baby so sweet..." he moaned into her cunt, licking up every bit of her fluid he could, shoving his touange deep inside her.
"Oh- maker! Fuck me! Please fuck me!" She begged, his fingers joining his touange deep inside her, as an incoherent mewel escaped her lips, his fingers thrusting deep inside her.
"Come on baby..squirt for me i wanna taste it." He whispered against her cunt.
"H-holy shit!" Y/n exclaimed, her eyes rolling to the back of her head, eating her raw her back arched and her legs squeezed together but he pulled away, spanking her on the back of the thigh.
"Do that again and I'll stop eating you out and fuck you until you're raw." Hunter deamnded, she nodded mindlessly, as he went back to devoring her.
Her pussy pulsating as he shoved his touange deep insider her, his fingers competing for space.
"H-hunter..." she whined, feeling like she was to snap, "H-Hunter- Hunter! Hunter!"
She squirted into his mouth, her legs squeezing together in pleasure.
"F-fuck!" She moaned, back arching as her legs shook, "F-fuck,"
He pulled away from her, flicking her clit with his fingers intesifiying her orgaism. Moaning loudly she watched him getting up to his knees he leaned over her grabbing her face.
"I told you if you closed your legs again I'd fuck you until your raw." He argued as Y/n blushed deeply.
"I'm sorry sir..." she apologized, pussy still pulsating, still completely soaked with a mix of her own cum and his siliva.
"What did you call me?"
"S-sorry daddy." She apologized.
"Atleast you know your place."
Holy fuck, where did this Hunter come from? Not that she knew Hunter at all, but it was still a shock to see the 'dark and broody' man become such a sex addict that liked to be called daddy.
"You either call me daddy or sarge," he demanded grabbing her chin, "understand?"
She nodded in response.
"I can't hear you."
"Yes daddy."
"Good girl..." he praised, "the better you are the more cum you'll get, understand?"
"Yes daddy."
He spred her legs open again, his knees resting on the bean bag below her as he lined himself up with her soaked entrence. Pushing his tip in her she moaned loudly, her feet resting on his hips, he chuckled, grabbing her hips tightly he shoved himself in her fully.
"F-fuck!" She cried out, "Oh maker yes!"
He started beating into her without warning, she crying out in pleasure as her body shook.
"D-daddy so rough! Oh-yes!" She shouted.
"Touch yourself While I fuck you," he demanded, her hand hand reaching between her legs,rubbing her clit while he fucked her senseless, "Good girl, looks like someone wants to be filled with cum."
She moaned nodding her head in the process as he beating balls deep into her, hearing his cum filled balls slapping against her soaked skin.
"F-fuck daddy please!" She begged, one of his hands finding the back of her hair as he gripped it, arching her over.
"Please what baby girl? Come on. Tell daddy what you want."
"P-please cum in me!" She cried drooling in pleasure, he groaned her tight pussy walls clenching around him, "H-Hunter!"
Moaning heavily he gripped her hair tighter, her free hand gripping his forearm as she bit her lip. The feeling built up in her stomach.
"Y-yeah! D-daddy! Daddy make me cum!" She begged, he watched her come unraveled, beating into her roughly her back arched, toes curling as she moaned loudly, soaking his cock as she squirted onto him, he pulled out of her, rubbing her clit intesifiying her orgaism.
"Oh- Shit!" She cried, the quicker he rubbing her clit more she squirted, slipping back into her he delievered a few hard thrust as she cried out, pulling out once more her orgaism intense as she held her legs open.
"Fuck daddy!" She cried.
"Come on baby let it all out." He praised, slipping into her again and fucking her roughly for a few more thrust, pulling out once more as she squirted the last she could.
"H-hunter- Hunter!"
"Shh baby. Shh." He spoke leaning kissing her roughly she kissed back, pulling away he looked down at her, "You still need my cum in you huh baby?"
"Mhmm, yes please." She begged.
"Good girl." He praised, kissing her sloppily as she groaned.
Pulling away she held onto his arm as he pushed his way back into her, causing her to mewel out his name.
"What a perfect little pussy." He told her, starting to thrust into her, his hand rest at the side of her throat as his thumb pulled her chin down, she wore a curled smile with a deep blush, her pupils dialted wide and pupils seemingly in the shape of hearts.
"H-hunter...daddy..." she meweled.
He grunted down a groan, feeling himself starting to become unraveled, "pussys still tight for me,fuck-"
His gripp tightned around her neck, causing her to choke slightly, as his thrust became sloppy, becoming increasingly rougher as her moans grew louder once more. Loosing rythem he pulled his hand away from her neck, his hands gripping her hips for leverage as he pulled them against his thrust, groaning loudly he still beat into her harshly, his cock pulsating in her. She begged for him to creampie her, her hands finding his hair as she tugged and pulled.
"Ah! Fuck! Yeah! Fuck!" He groaned, "Oh! OH!"
He shoved himself deep inside of her keeping her steady as her back arched, his own body arching into her's as he released a massive load of cum into her.
"Oh! Fuck yeah!" He groaned, completely loosing control, contuining his rough thrust.
"H-hunter! Hunter! Holy shit!" She cried out.
"Fuck Im cumming again!"
"H-hunter! Fuck!" A second smaller load was shot into her, filling her womb with his hot seed as he held her hips tight, rocking into her steadily as to make sure he stuffed her. He panted heavily, his ears seemingly ringing as he looked down at her.
Her mouth agape as she breathed heavily, her breast rising and falling with heavy pants.
"Good girl..." Hunter praised, slolwy pulling out of her, Y/n letting out the last of her soft moans.
He panted heavily, his hands spreading her legs as she ended up holding her legs open by her inner thighs, Hunter watches the thick cum leaked out of her, cum covering her pussy folds.
"Good girl." Hunter praised, a few of his fingers scooping up some of the cum as she opened her mouth, letting it sloppily leak from Hunter's hand to her mouth and face, "Now, turn over on all fours, Im not done with you yet."
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lesbobiwan · 3 years
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8 with Hunter 🥺 Please and thank you 😇
#8: "If you're going to act like a little brat then I'm going to treat you like a little brat." + Hunter
warnings: spanking as punishment, cunnilingus, the joys of trying to have a sex life while being a parent to a nosy child
(lets pretend that the galaxy is nice and the bad batch has both omega and crosshair on board. because im the writer and say fuck u cowboy hat man. also u guys r here for porn. not plot)
It wasn't like you were being serious. You only wanted to have a little fun.
Crosshair was just... conveniently there.
"You must have very steady hands," you remark, holding up Crosshair's hand to inspect them.
He smirks from around his toothpick, totally aware of what little game you're playing but always ready to fuck with his brother.
His fingers are more slender than Hunter's, nimble in a way that's beneficial for a man who lives his life on the trigger of a gun.
You've always valued thickness over length.
You continue to inspect Crosshair's fingers regardless.
He lets you ooh and ahh at his fingers and in turn gets a nice confidence boost while fucking with Hunter. A beneficial relationship.
The vein on Hunter's is getting exponentially larger with every second you spend touching Crosshair, but it isn't until Crosshair offers to give you a personal demonstration of how useful his fingers can be that Hunter stands up.
"Alright," Hunter's voice is short and clipped and sure to cause the best kind of pain for your backside. "Everybody out." He stands up from his bunk, drawing the attention of Wrecker, Tech, Echo, and Omega.
"What?" Echo's voice is incredulous as he looks up from whatever he was tinkering with.
"Where are we going?" Omega asks, bouncing up to her feet.
You would smile at her overabundant enthusiasm if it weren't for the fact that you wanted to be fucked. Now.
Being a new parent really puts a damper on your sex life, which was already had to be a little sneaky to begin with when you shared a ship with four other people.
Hunter falters, mouth falling open but staying silent.
"Um, Hunter and I just need to talk about something real quick, sweetheart," you cover, excitement starting to build in your gut.
Tech scoffs and mumbles something under his breath.
Wrecker elbows him hard enough to shove Tech into the side of the bunk.
"Oh," Omega rolls onto the backs of her heels, "what about?"
Yup, you're tapped out for trying to come up with excuses to get a child out of the house so you can have sex.
You look at Hunter and gesture out towards Omega. Your turn.
"Uhm... adult stuff," Hunter stammers smartly.
"C'mon, kid," Wrecker plucks Omega up around the waist and hauls her under his arm like a ball, easily leading her out of the ship.
Tech and Echo are the next to rise, both of them hauling little scraps of machinery.
"You do know we're in the middle of nowhere," Tech reminds the two of you on your way out.
"Out, Tech."
Crosshair is the last to get up, groaning with the obvious tremendous effort it takes to stand up. "You owe me," he informs you, pointing one of his long fingers at you.
"Bye, Crosshair," you sing, reaching out to graze a finger along his wrist as he steps past you.
The tension in the ship is palpable.
"I can't help but feel like you're mad at me," you point out, eyes trailing over the way that Hunter's broad chest rises and falls with each of his deep inhales.
You see Hunter's nostrils flair — most likely breathing in your arousal. No sooner than the thought enters your mind, Hunter's eyes dilate. Definitely breathing in your arousal.
Still, he doesn't say anything.
"Me and Cross were just having some fun," you defend, cheeks growing red.
Suddenly, your grand idea doesn't seem that grand anymore.
"Do you want to do this here? Or in the bedroom?" Hunter steps closer into your personal space, so close you can smell the GAR issued soap on him mixed with something distinctly Hunter.
He's offering you a small bit of mercy, a small portion of control in your punishment.
Then you have to open your big mouth.
"We could always use Crosshair's bun — hey!"
Hunter's hand closes around your hair within one breath and the next.
"Hunter!" you cry out, hands scrambling at his wrist, "What the hell are you doing? Let me go!"
He sits on a bunk and — oh, fuck it's actually Crosshair's bunk, Hunter's actually doing this — sprawls you across his lap, one heavy hand on the back of your neck.
Heat rushes to your cheeks and your cunt. "Okay, this isn't funny," you say, while internally you beg for him to keep going, "let me up."
You don't try as hard as you should to get out of his grasp. You think Hunter knows.
"No." Hunter's grip on your neck tightens while his other hand drags both your pants and panties over your ass until they get stuck around your knees. "If you're going to act like a little brat then I'm going to treat you like a little brat."
Shit. You rub your thighs together over his lap, one of your hands clasping around his ankle.
"How many do you think you deserve after that little stunt?" Hunter asks, though you know it's purely rhetorical. "Ten? Fifteen?" His hand swipes across the meat of your asscheeks, warming up the skin before he strikes it — another small mercy.
You hold your breath. You're sure any number you give will only be doubled.
Hunter huffs. "Smart girl," he comments at your silence. "Count."
That's all the warning you get before —
Smack!
You yelp at the first sting across your skin. The sound registers first before the pain. You jerk across his lap, kicking your legs out as you squeal.
The hand on the back of your neck tightens imperceptibly. "Forgetting something?"
"One!" you cry out, voice thick.
He offers you no praise. Not yet, at least. He knows this is light work for you. It's towards the end of your punishment that he'll have to start talking you through it.
Smack!
Hunter's palm lands on your opposite cheek, harder this time.
"Two!" you yelp, hands clenching around Hunter's ankle.
True to form, it takes more than a few spanks in order for you to begin to reach your limit. Your eyes get teary and you do your best to dig your face into the pristine sheets of Crosshair's bunk.
Still, despite your pain, you feel your inner thighs get slick with your arousal.
"That's my girl," Hunter coos, fingers turning almost gentle as he scratches at the nape of your neck. "Just a couple more, can you do that for me?"
His hand soothes the skin of your burning ass, but you jerk against him in sensitivity.
It's too much. Too much, you just want to be good for him now.
"Color?" Hunter prods, pulling his hand away from your stinging cheeks.
"Green!" you sob into the sheets.
Good girls take their punishment.
Hunter gives you one appraising squeeze to the back of your neck, distinctly different from how he grabbed it to get you under control, and wastes no time in delivering two succinct and brutal spanks — one to each cheek.
You wail out each corresponding number and allow yourself to devolve into tears against the sheets.
Hunter smoothes contact-warm palms over your ass cheeks, soothing the ache as best he can without getting up to grab some bacta. "Good girl," he praises, "such a good girl for me," his hand around the back of your neck slides up and begins scratching at your scalp just the way you like.
You feel your heart rate slowing down, and no doubt Hunter can too, under his careful ministrations. The ache in your ass is no less prevalent, but you can bare it.
Besides, you think as you begin to roll your hips against his thighs, there's another feeling you can focus on, instead.
Hunter chuckles, sliding the hand on your ass to dip between your thighs and ghost a finger along your folds, "Well, I suppose you do deserve a reward, don't you?"
You turn to look at him over your shoulder with teary eyes. "Please?"
Hunter flicks his thumb across your clit, and you jolt across his lap for a different reason this time. "Hands and knees, baby," he murmurs, patting your hip once to signal for you to move.
Your limbs feel sluggish as you pull yourself off his lap. "On the floor?" you ask as you start to lower yourself onto the cold ground.
A hand around your wrist stops you. "No. Right here."
Your eyes flew open. On Crosshair's bunk? Spanking you in one thing, but fucking you?
Your cunt burns in excitement. Crosshair will never forgive you and you'll never forget this.
You settle yourself onto your hands and knees on the worn-in mattress, and you don't have to wait long at all before broad, thick fingers are spreading your thighs open and a wicked tongue is pressing against your cunt.
"Fuck!" you cry out, back bowing as Hunter dives in.
His tongue is downright sloppy as he does his best to bury his face in your dripping folds. The sounds he's making against you are obscene and make your facial cheeks go almost as red as your ass cheeks.
Hunter groans against your cunt like it's the best thing he's eaten, and you tremble with the vibrations.
Fuck, you're so close already, it's not even fair.
His lips wrap around your clit and he sucks.
"Hunter!" you sob, falling face first into the mattress. Your thighs tremble beneath his hands.
After being spanked within an inch of your life, your orgasm is tittering along a cliff's edge, ready to be knocked over by the barest gust of wind that comes along in the form of Hunter sliding two thick fingers into your cunt and curling.
You fall apart around him, lips falling open in a wordless scream as your walls clench around his fingers. His relentless lips that sucked at your clit switch to slow licks as you ride out your orgasm.
Hunter pulls his fingers from your sopping pussy with a wet squelch. Immediately, he sucks his fingers into his mouth.
You watch behind heavy eyelids as Hunter licks up every last drop of your release — you also notice the large wet spot in the front of Hunter's pants.
The knowledge that he came in his pants like some fresh-faced cadet is almost enough to have you wanting a second round.
"C'mon, baby," Hunter rasps, "Let's get you cleaned up."
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When the rest of the crew comes back, Crosshair takes one look his bunk, with a wet spot from your tears and the crumpled up sheets and immediately groans.
"You're both disgusting. You're washing my sheets," he complains, pulling them off his bed as best he can without touching too much of them.
"Why?" Omega asks, popping her head in out of nowhere. "What'd they do?"
Yeah, Hunter can deal with that one too, you think as you burrow your face deeper into his chest and close your eyes.
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larentsaloud · 2 years
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What irks me a lot about many on screen couples it’s that most of them fall in love with the idea of that person, not the person themselves (looking at you Gorya for “falling in love” with Ren for doing the bare minimum and something a decent human being would do, that is defend or intervene when someone is getting bullied🤨) and that’s also why I like the building up towards a romantic relationship with Thyme that the show is presenting, he took time to get to know and listen Gorya, her family situation and dynamic, her boundaries, wishes and opinions (confronting him about the red card for example) understanding where her moral compass stands at and where it comes from (at least a bit from interacting with her family and seeing her standing up against his bullying and other schoolmates bullying). So like he said it’s not about her physical appearance or social/economical position, it’s about the person that she is not an idea of who thought Gorya was (that’s why I love whenever he says “Gorya it’s Gorya”).
Add to that he’s thoughtful and romantic (anyone can fight me on this but I think he’s making progress on the romance department, he’s after all, still learning about love in a healthy manner) towards Gorya bringing her medicine, dining with her family and being conscious about his behavior and manners during the dinner, I’ll add more but this is already too long ;-;
And omg that episode when he said to his friend to show Gorya some respect?? I may be reaching too much (🥲) but that to me showed that, whilst yes he forced her to go on a date, Gorya ended up showing up herself and decided to stick around with him. Saying to show her some respect makes me think that Thyme thinks of Gorya as an active participant in their relationship not an object (Tho that line in the new trailer that said “You’re just a boy who doesn’t like to share his toys” makes me ache for whatever will happen that’ll trigger that response)
Sorry for the long ass asks 😭 wrecker anon again. Your answer to the previous ask really set me up to change my perspective on Ren but I’ve got class so I’ll respond u later, thanks for reading let alone answering this <33 (also english is not my mother tongue so excuse my grammar errors 🥺)
hi wrecker anon,
sorry it took me so long to respond, I am on GMT so things take time here LOL. I slept. 🌚
your point about falling in love with someone for who they are and not the idea of them is a very important distinction. you see it happen a lot in dramas and tv shows, a guy / girl will spot 'the one' getting croissants down the street and they decide that from the five second encounter they are in love. I mean I have done it myself plenty of times, and it hardly ever works out well.
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most love at first sight is literally lust LOL.
actually meaningful relationships develop just as you described it, though growing together and learning about each other and respecting each other's boundaries and challenging one another.
the way Thyme responds to Gorya is a testament to his inner ability to be shaped by the one he loves. perhaps he has always possessed that trait, and she just happens to strike the right chord.
or maybe it's destiny. (the writers wrote it like that lmao)
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I am not a fan of lemme change a man real quick brb trope, because it indicates that the woman is responsible for teaching a man how to become a better person - which men should just learn to do themselves LOL. but in reality when we are involved with someone we care about, healthy people compromise and adapt.
relationship is choosing that person daily, choosing to be with them, being faithful etc. the commitment stuff and trust is what makes it strong.
Gorya literally has a crush on someone Ren who treats her better than the average school person, aka doing the bare minimum - which is the exact opposite of what is happening to Thyme, he has a crush on someone who treats him abhorrently as a result of his own actions, someone who rebels, someone who isn't afraid to be his opponent - in direct contrast how other people behave towards him.
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so on one hand we have smitten Gorya with the illusion of who Ren might be, while she is actually spending time with Thyme and bickers her way into love.
pretty cool huh?
and yeah, Thyme is romantic in an obnoxious way. kind of like he hired a bus, abducted her to give her make over and wrap her in diamonds and pearls, LOL and gifted her a car. funny boi. eventually he takes it down a notch and downgrades the dating circus to public date proposal, showing up at her parents kind of courting. he is learning. slowly. 🔥
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suppose his low key romantic gestures are still outrageous AF, but he is the most dramatic straight person in love I have seen LOL. normally I expect this sort of brave gay energy from BL, but Thyme is like spitting rainbows and unicorns while trying to catch his Gorya and find though trial and error what makes her click. less is more baby.
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I think what makes him endearing to the point it's cute is his ability to be so innocent when one expects him to be adult or sexy, but it's in those instances he becomes a melting soft puppy in love.
like when he cradled Gorya's head into his lap, his hand trembled or when he swept fluff from her hair, she dead ass thought he was going to kiss her, and lemme tell you my girl was not looking almost disappointed when he did not LMAO. or the classic shook look from Gorya when he grabbed her cheeks in the palm of his hand whispering 'let me do this for you'. dear gawd. earth shattering.
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deaconusdelirium · 3 years
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Fight your demons
Requested: “what if the reader slipped in and out of what happened and what’s not. Like, switch Crosshair out with the reader, after they get their chip removed, she’s just really scared about hurting the Batch and especially Omega, maybe she just has a mental breakdown and then that’s when everyone notices how much you’ve lost yourself. I’ve also noticed you have more Crosshair lovers than the other, so go ahead and do Crosshair. Soft! Please🥰”
Oh man, that definitely hits the feels
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You ran, ran far, Gerreras soldiers weren’t cut off, and they sure went going to get back to him. “Commander. We caught a few of Gerreras men, six to be exact” you stopped, making the other Elites as well. You held a fist up, “Fall back, we’ve got what we need” “but the orders were to eliminate all of Gerreras troops” the guy who thought of himself higher than the group spoke up, throwing an attitude already, the others looked at him. They knew he said something, “oh?” You turned, facing him, “I’m the commander here, you take orders from me. And I say we fall back, let those two go, they’ll tell Gerrera we’re here. He’ll send out more of his soldiers. Then we’ll strike, got it?” You explained, walking closer as he backed off, “yes, commander” he nodded, standing straight again as you took off towards the Regs who had the hostages.
They weren’t far, but that didn’t mean you could walk. By the time you got there, there was eight of them, “we caught two sneaking around” you hummed, walking up to the soldiers, “let’s make this easy and short. Where’s Gerrera?” “like we’ll tell you” one of the guys spat, “oh I’ll make you, starting with her” you pointed at one of the ladies, the Elite grabbed her. Forcing her to her knees. “Talk” the soldiers looked at her worryingly, “don’t! Tell her, I’ll be fine” the woman spoke, “let her go” “talk and then maybe I will” they all glared at you, the Elites stood behind them, just in case they got any ideas. They seemed to talk to each other, you watched as they exchanged words between them “We lay our life down for Gerrera, we’re not telling you anything” their heads held up high with pride.
“Fine, kill her” the Elite that was holding her, shot her, making Gerreras squad yell and try to break free. “Last chance, all of you” you warned, wasting time on people who weren’t worth it. “Didn’t you hear the first time? Or can’t you get anything through that helmet of yours? We’re not saying anything.” The supposed leader spoke for them all. You leaned over to the ‘executioner’ as he always did as told. “Kill them all, leave the one at the end alive” you said, he gave a swift nod. Telling the others as the guy at the end flinched as his teammates fell, the sound of leaves crunched under your boots as you walked up to him. Kneeling down to meet his eye level, “you’re chosen for a reason, now, I promise not to hurt you if you tell me, where Gerrera is” he shook, looking at you. “He left, but his caravan..” he finally spoke. “Uh huh” “they’re the vulnerable ones, down the road, just before you caught us” you stood up, walking away, “thank you for your cooperation, your no longer needed” you shot him, making the troopers around look at you.
“You said you wouldn’t hurt him if he told you the truth!” The woman slightly raised her voice at you, “and he’s lying, we have scanners all over this planet, more than one. If someone was disobeying orders to help Gerrera, we would still have others to tell us if a ship has left or not. And they’re has been no word on that, however. The caravans most likely here, I’d say far off considering we have troops a few clicks out and we would have found them by now. We have no use of a liar with us” they listened, you were right. If someone did betray the Empire, then there were still others loyal, and they would immediately alert you. They watched as you walked off, coming to your side again. “Find them” you told others as they got into squads and set out.
The caravan wasn’t hard to find either, it seemed like they didn’t know that you were there. Now you watched as they quivered by their ship, holding each other. One of the Elites spoke against your orders, “we signed up to be soldiers, not an execution squad” he spoke, the others unsure if they should follow the man, “you know why they put me in charge?” You asked, he turned to face you, the other Elites stepping back, knowing he was done for “it’s because I’m willing to do what needs to be done” you shot him as the others backed up again, looking at you. “Good soldiers follow orders, finish the mission” you told the others as they walked closer to the civilians. You watched as they complied with your orders, feeling a bit of pride grow for your squad since they almost stopped questioning your ways.
You woke up, gasping as tears had already made their way down your face in your sleep. The image played like it was moments ago, but it seemed like forever, you touched the side of your head. The feeling of the small scar there told you that the chip wasn’t there anymore. You felt like you were trying to breath, your eyes watered again. As you heard Hunter run in while a sleepy Omega jogging after him, her eyes widen as she seen you. “Y/n, Y/n are you ok? What’s wrong?” Hunter came to kneel at the edge of your bed, his hand touched your arms as you pulled away, “don’t...” pulling away from his grasp. “Y/n?” Omega called out, walking towards you, her hands held out to grab yours. “I said don’t, go away” Omega looked at Hunter worryingly, he nodded to her, she walked out feeling sad. “Y/n, what happened, is everything alright?” Hunter asked, his voice gentle as to not make you anymore upset. “I.. I don’t want to talk about it” you held your knees up to your chest as you spoke through your arms. He understood, standing up and walking out the door “I’ll be here if you need me” he said before leaving.
You wiped your tears with the end of your blanket, regaining your breath as you calmed yourself. “Problem?” Crosshair asked, leaning against your doorframe with his arms crossed, he was the only person you didn’t want to show tears around, considering he was more intimidating than Wrecker and Echo. “No” you answered shortly, sitting there as the thought of innocent people were gone. “I know you’re lying,” he spoke, coming to sit at the end of your bed, “I’m listening” he said it like he does it all the time. I mean, he did, he mostly listened to Tech rant about things he didn’t understand. And he liked listening to him, he didn’t mind at all. You didn’t answer, but he seen as you came to touch your head again. Oh, he knew now.
“You’re worried?” He questioned, hoping to at least get a short answer from you. He didn’t sound upset or moody like he usually was, you scoffed, “more like scared... and worried. I pushed Omega and Hunter away- but I was just so.. scared I’d hurt her. I remember it like it was just today, those innocent people” he was surprised at how easily you pried open. “Those children, just like Omega. They died at my hands, I did it without hesitation. I knew what I was doing yet, I didn’t. It felt like I couldn’t control myself. It seemed right, but now, now it’s wrong” did being under the influence of the chip take that much of a toll on you? Was it like that for all clones? He nodded, “I didn’t mean it, it just..” tears fell as you cried, “it hurts to even think I did that. I would never have done that” you wiped them away, Crosshair felt like he needed to do something.. anything.
“It’s not your fault. It’s the chip” he spoke, trying to reassure you. “And that chip, ugh it still feels like its there and” you cut off as you rubbed the scar. “I just want to be my old self again, one who wasn’t being used by everyone to get what they didn’t want to do, done. I hated it, I hated every second of staying with those Elites, and having to see Rampart almost all the time when I reported back to Kamino” it sounded awful, it must have been too. “I just wish I could forget about it” you confessed, finally feeling like you were able to breath after getting that all off of your chest. And he didn’t judge, he didn’t say anything rude like he always did. You silently cried to yourself, Crosshair didn’t say anything for awhile. You felt like you made him uncomfortable, “sorry, I just..” you apologized, wiping your tears away as embarrassment replaced your self pity.
He didn’t know what to say, it sounded like nothing could be done to help you. So he did the one thing he could think of, he turned and pulled you into his arms. Unsure if he was hugging too soft or too tight, he didn’t even know if hugging too soft was a thing. “Cross, you don’t have too” “shh, just.. relax” you smiled weakly at his attempt to sooth you, and you did relax. His warm embrace felt comforting, something you’ve never felt before. Maybe it was because you’ve never been held or hugged, or maybe because you just tried and needed someone to listen after all you’ve been through. He stayed like that for a long time, he felt the occasional hiccup of you trying not to cry again, he moved away, and so did you. You watched as he stood up, then came to lay down. He pulled the covers over him as he made you lay down. He wrapped his arms around you, but what if this was too far for him?
You laid there, still, not wanting to step over his boundaries. You grew tired, finally putting a hand on his side, making him tense up, but soon relax under your touch. He gently squeezed you, making you slowly come closer until you were holding onto him. “Cross?” You asked, whispering to him while facing his chest. “Hmm?” He was curious to know what you had in mind again, “tell.. tell me this is real?” You hesitantly spoke, grabbing his shirt and holding as much as you could of him in your grasp. “It is.. why?” He waited for your answer, “I’ve had dreams like this, when I was back on Kamino with the Empire. Where one of you held me, mostly you. I missed you guys terribly, then I realized it was always a dream” his cheeks grew warm and his heart broke at the thought of you missing them.
They didn’t mean to leave you all the time, but they had too. “You’re back with us now, don’t worry” he said, tangling his legs with yours and holding you closer. The sound of his heartbeat was new, you actually felt it, and his breathing was something to add onto. It matched yours, or did yours match his? It got late, and you still couldn’t sleep, what if your chip instincts came into play without you even knowing, and then you hurt one of them. Crosshair seemed to be sleeping, but you weren’t sure as you kept tossing and turning every minute, “Y/n, what is it now?” He asked, finding you far away from him when the side you were sleeping on was empty. “I couldn’t sleep, and I didn’t want to wake you... sorry” “there’s no need to apologize, come on” he pulled your arm, making you lay beside him again.
It felt a little better, but not enough to make you sleep. He took note of it, “it’s not there anymore if you’re wondering” he knew you were worried about to chip, so his hand came up to softly rub your temple with a feather like touch. It seems to make you sleep, considering you weren’t moving and your heartbeat slowed to a gentle pace, and your breathing was shallow. Was this all it took to make you sleep? His question was answered as you snuggled into him again, it may have been new to him too. But he had already loved this new found form of touch and reassurance. He only wished he could take away your darkest memories and never have you think of them again, but if this helped you sleep at night knowing someone was finally there, then he would be there every night to fight your demons.
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Wow. I like this one, although... lemme know if you clones want it softer cause I feel like it’s not soft enough...
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cloudraker · 2 years
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Can I get a matchup for tfp? Preferably with a male character please, either bot or con is fine!
I'm a short and chonky girl with short fluffy dark hair, and my style flip flops between grungy/punk/goth to kawaii and pastel, or just any combination of those two. If I had more money, I'd collect earrings by the bucketfull to suit either style.
Hobbies: Art (painting and drawing), baking, gaming, writing (fiction and poetry, plushie collecting, reading
Favorite places: Theme parks, mountains/forests, the OCEAN (all caps bc I love it most), toy and/or accessory shops
Likes: Superhero and action films/cartoons/comics/etc, studying animals and nature (my career path), my sweet little puppy Charlie whom I'd destroy god with my bare hands for
Dislikes: BULLIES. Hate them. Hate them so much, with a passion, 29/10 would wipe the concept of bullying from existence. Also spaces that are both tight and crowded, "busting your chops" and sarcasm and teasing (i hardly ever understand when/how it's friendly).
Upon first impressions, I've been told I seem standoffish and unwelcoming despite not feeling it. As in, I may have resting bitchface even though I'm relatively happy to talk. I'm a little awkward and prefer to be approached first, otherwise I might never say anything, and when I do talk I love, LOVE to ramble on about something I know or have recently learned a lot about. I also love to play, and by that I mean in general. Games, whether physical or just video games, are awesome and I really like them. I get competitive but I make sure I stay polite and light hearted. I'm a very sincere and literal person too, so I don't always do well with people who are sarcastic or snarky. I mean, I know the difference between a snarky person and a jerk, but still.
As either a friend or lover, I'm SUPER loyal and sincere. It's very hard for me to lie or keep secrets unless it's a little personal thing that I'm embarrassed about. And I will always, ALWAYS be willing to serve and help and I'll be upset if someone I love has a problem and there's nothing I can do. I will do anything from physical/mental tasks to emotional support. I'm at least 99.999% sure part of that is because I have a combination of "eldest daughter syndrome" and "gifted child syndrome". But I still like to think that because helping and being kind makes me feel good, that I may actually be kind.
I also consider myself a mom friend in terms of how I like to take care of people and readily accept any responsibility. And as a former gifted kid I hold myself to high standards and, may or may not overwork myself from time to time.
Hey, thank you so much for requesting! So sorry for the wait <3
I match you with...
Breakdown!!
Under the cut :)
He is here for the style changes, absolutely hypes you up whenever he can. He’s picked up a decent amount about aesthetics thanks to Knock Out, so he might even be able to lend a hand!
Breakdown doesn’t have a huge appreciation for the finer arts, but he’s more than happy to listen to you talk about what it is you’re working on at the time. He finds it amazing that you can create something like that, and might even try his hand at it himself with some prompting
He’s a big guy, so going to places like amusement parks is a bit hard for him, even if you overlooked the alien robot part. So walks together in secluded areas are perfect! Earth is so much different from Cybertron, and even though Breakdown isn’t exactly one to stop and smell the roses, he can appreciate how organic life has grown on this planet 
He’s not a huge fan of the beach though, sand gets everywhere and it’s so hard to get out of his seams! Much more willing to join you if it’s at a rocky beach
Doesn’t think much of your standoffishness. He’s a former wrecker, and some of the best bots he’s ever met had the grouchiest faces, so he’s not going to judge you for the way you look. He probably approaches you first, striking up conversation the best he can 
Breakdown agrees with you on the bullies part; he’s seen firsthand how horrible others can be treated and doesn’t care for it one bit. The teasing part though he’s a bit iffy on, believing that a bit of lighthearted teasing between friends and partners is healthy, but won’t engage in it with you if you’re not comfortable with it
Games? He loves games! Will absolutely try to get you to play lob with him, forgetting how easily you could get squished. Settles for something more human-friendly, as long as it’s still something physical. He doesn’t have the patience for something like a board game 
Appreciates your loyalty more than he cares to admit. As a Decepticon, loyalty seems to be hard to come by, and factor in the fact that you’re human, and he’s got quite a few insecurities about the relationship. But knowing you’re there for him and are willing to help him when he needs it does a lot to reassure him. He tries to do the same in return, but he’s honestly not the best with emotions. He’s trying though
He’s used to Knock Out working a lot, so he’s able to easily pull you away from your own work when he thinks you’re overworking yourself, making sure you actually eat something 
Despite his size he’s very careful with you! He enjoys carrying you around when he can so you can keep up and stop yourself from being underfoot
It’s a stable and mostly calm relationship, the two of you trust each other completely and he would do almost anything if it was to keep you safe
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Clone Wars EP Dave Filoni breaks down the first episodes of the final season [x]
It’s been a long journey in a galaxy far, far away, but Star Wars: The Clone Wars is finally back. After its unexpected cancellation in 2013, fans had a new hope for the revered series. At Star Wars Celebration in 2015, audience members got to see rough animations (story reels) of a few unfinished episodes, including a plot focusing on imperfect clone soldiers called the Bad Batch. Those episodes make up the first arc of the seventh and final season, which debuted Feb. 21 on Disney+. After the premiere of the first two episodes, EW spoke with Clone Wars and The Mandalorian executive producer Dave Filoni about bringing back the series — and a fallen friend.
ENTERTAINMENT WEEKLY: When you produced the first six seasons, the pace of production was pretty quick. But for this season, you had years to look back and reflect on the story. As you were looking to bring back these first few episodes was there anything you really wanted to go back and update?
DAVE FILONI: If you go back to the original series, what we put out in 2008, it's such a dramatic leap. But then you realize it's been 11 years since that show first aired, which is kind of striking for me that it's been so long. So there should be dramatic improvements, visually. I think that facial animation, the fidelity of the expression — things like that — we were able to improve in the animation itself. I really feel looking at this show now, it's kind of how >George [Lucas] and I envisioned it to look in the beginning. We just didn't have the tools necessary to actually realize it then. But over time with a lot of training, you know, like any good Jedi I learned my way.
One scene that's a little different from the original story reel of “The Bad Batch” is that it originally opened with a longer extended sequence between Mace, Anakin, Rex, and Cody. In the final version, you added a pretty touching scene between Rex and Cody talking about a lot of the fallen clones. What was the decision to add that scene in there?
I just thought the story was really dragging in the beginning. I felt like there was a whole lot of exposition, one too many scenes where they're saying what they're going to do instead of just doing it. And then I wanted to add a better sense of personal stakes to the story. You know, part of the consideration I had to make when doing this was, how do people even know who Echo is? I'm imagining a lot of people will just watch these 12 episodes and maybe not go back and watch the previous, you know, over 100 episodes where Echo plays a moderate role.
The Bad Batch are mutant clones who are new faces we meet at the top of the season. How did you go about designing the looks for these guys and also new clone hairstyles that I didn’t know were possible?
Yes, we always had this bizarre hairstyle trend with clones where they would pick ways to individualize. And the Bad Batch themselves, that was all right from George. He wanted to explore this idea that there were clones that were a little bit more unique from one another that were like a special forces unit that had enhanced skills. And so the trick for those characters is really making them feel special in what their abilities could be, but not making them superheroes. Wrecker should not be the Hulk, even though we love the Hulk and those types of stories. That's not what Star Wars is. So we had to keep it all kind of within the reality of Star Wars.
I loved the callback to clone 99 from season 3. Was that always the plan to call the Bad Batch "Clone Force 99"?
Yeah. That's where the idea kind of came from story-wise, was that, you know, 99 proved back in the original Clone Wars series to have greater heart and strength than some of the clones that were thought of better warriors, and Cody felt that that was worth exploring. And so he really lobbies the Kaminoans to take a second look at clones that they might deem different.
These first two episodes feature almost entirely clone troopers. Dee Bradley Baker voices all the clones — what was his reaction when he saw the script?
He has a unique skill where he's able to lend his voice to the individual nature of these characters. You forget it's one guy doing it. And I can tell you, it's exhausting for him. Being inside one character's mind is exhausting. And I can't imagine what it's like when he's in a whole squad of guys. And he's got to keep the energy up and he's got to keep the conflict up. And he's arguing with himself.
He and I over the years have had different ways to remember clones. When we were in the series we had certain words that would be like triggering for each of the clones — what their key personality was. The Bad Batch is a little easier, you know, because they're so different.
I think one of the coolest scenes that has ever come out of Clone Wars is the attack on the command center in episode 1 of this season. Do you remember plotting that out?
Yeah, that was really well-directed by Kyle Dulevy. George was always pushing us to think more in terms of what the live-action blocking would be and how a live-action film could do things. And that's where some of those longer takes that hand off action and keep with movement and feel more handheld and operated come from. It's the way to really put the viewer right in there, like you're running alongside the clones.
The way we do Clone Wars, there's no storyboards. So when we plan the scene like that, it's all virtually blocked in the computer. All the staging is done in a privatized system George created called Zviz, which is like a virtual blocking tool for directors. And you can put all the characters on the stage and then you can watch them play out the scenes like you’re watching the morning walkthrough of the rehearsal run, and then you can set up your cameras and so you can follow everybody. There's this virtual camera, and you can tweak the timing to get it to be really perfect.
The animator, Kyle, and his team were really proficient at using it. I know exactly the shot you're talking about. The way I look at it in my mind is that the Bad Batch arc is the most authentic to the way I think Clone Wars was back when we did it. Yes, we improved the animation. We improved the rendering. But it's very much something that we had shot. It's pretty authentic. The middle arc is more of a halfway point, where we tweaked it and we worked on the script quite a bit, but it's still the relative idea of what we were going to be doing cinematically. And then the end is really something like we've never done before in Clone Wars — because it’s the end.
It was so great to see Echo again despite the circumstances. When he seemingly died in the Citadel, did you know then that you wanted to bring him back later?
No, ha. That [death], really more than any of the other ones, we all kind of noticed that people were like, “Oh, man, Echo.” And we thought it'd be interesting that the Techno Union — a creepy bunch of guys on the evil side of things — maybe there's something to be done there. So we started to hatch a plan for if that would even be something that's possible. But it wasn't top of mind when we did the Citadel arc.
Another difference between the story reels in the second episode was this new scene about Anakin slipping away to call Padme, which I thought was a pretty illuminating addition.
When I looked at these 12 episodes, there was no Padme in them, and that seemed like a really huge oversight. That was never the plan, because there were more episodes planned, but we ended up doing these 12. I just thought that was really unfortunate. I talked to the actress who played her, Cat Taber, and I think it was a bummer for her because she'd been so involved in the series over the years.
And again, [this new scene] is important to the story and for people that might be walking into Clone Wars new. Having a scene with Padme actually interacting with Anakin was a very important moment. It also shows people where they're at in their relationship. It shows that he goes to her for advice, that she really gets the relationship he has with Rex, that she needs to remind him that actually that was going out on a limb for him, so maybe you should take it on faith and go on this limb for Rex. And also that she has a big influence over Anakin still and that he trusts her. And it also hints at the timeline. And that's always a tricky one, I think, because you as the viewer have to remember that at this point in Star Wars, we know way more than the characters do.
To be honest, I'd worked so much on Rebels, I had to go back and reread and watch a whole bunch of the Clone Wars era just to turn my brain back on. I had to upload a whole bunch of information to my drive because, you know, I guess I'm getting old and losing some of it, but it came back in time.
You posted an intriguing Instagram last month. It was a picture of Gandalf and Ahsoka. And Gandalf says, “People thought I was dead, too. Look how that turned out…” And, you know, a lot of people assumed Asoka was dead because we hear her voice in The Rise of Skywalker. Are we going to see her again?
Well, you'll see her in Clone Wars if you watch these 12 episodes. [Laughs] I told the truth! I had an answer for once.
Was there anything that you learned from working on and directing in this first season of The Mandalorian that you were able to apply to this final season of Clone Wars?
I think a lot. Working with Jon Favreau has been another extension of my education. There are a lot of things that George had taught me over the years about live-action, and finally here I was in a place where I could apply it. And I'm so fortunate to be working alongside Jon as another mentor and someone who is very experienced to help me through the questions and the challenges that you have in a different medium.
But yeah, it definitely affected me as far as looking back on the Clone Wars with different eyes and saying we could tighten this up, this could be better. You know, some of the things I learned from Jon about just keeping it moving and heightening and transforming things as we go. He brings a great perspective, and one that I've really never had as an actor to every scene and the emotions and the character. And so I've learned a lot from him in the past year about hopefully improving our performances and relating to performances.
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zapzapbap · 5 years
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BTS In Bed: Park Jimin (+18)
Jin | Yoongi | Hobi | Namjoon | X | Taehyung | Jungkook
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Jimin used to really get on my nerves, because, c'mon! I mean, look at the gif - little shit. You just walk around being that beautiful, and you have the gall, the fucking gall to recognize it and tease us about it too? 
It's like, the power that you have, and you choose to use it to be rude? How dare you!
Ugh, but let sigh. Still adored him all the same. Such a sweetheart. :)
With that being said, let’s get started, shall we? 
Kinky or nah?: He’s part of the pervert line. Come on. 
Favorite body part(s): Your legs, your thighs, and your ass. As a dancer, Jimin has a great appreciation for these parts of you. Loves seeing you in shorts or lingerie. Always hand his hand on your thigh when you’re sitting together in public. Smacks your ass a lot playfully when you’re alone to tease you. Size doesn’t matter.
Favorite Kinks: Femdom. Praise him. Punish him. Degrade him. Let him know who’s in charge. That being said, I don’t think he’s a true sub either. More on that later. 
Spanking. You or him, he doesn’t care. 
Bondage. Especially loves hogtying. The artistry of the ropes or restraints wrapping around the restrainee, coupled with how much loss of control they have really drives him crazy. 
Overstimulation. Both giving and receiving. Making you cum over and over and over is one of his favorite past times, and he can’t get enough of you whining and begging beneath him. As well, he loves it when you take control and make him plead for you. It pairs well with his thirst for validation. Speaking of... 
Body worship. Receiving more than giving. Sing his praises, call him “oppa”, let him know what he does to you, and he’s yours all night long. 
Oral. Giving and receiving. He loves the power he has over you when he’s between your thighs. He gets drunk off the sounds you make, the words you say, and the way you squirm beneath him. It’s also his favorite way of overstimulating you. As well, it’s an extended form of body worship to give him oral. Loves the way you take his cock in your mouth. The way you look up at him during it to gauge his reactions. The way you don’t let him go until he’s completely done cumming. Just can’t get enough. 
Exhibitionism/Public sex. He’d probably die of a heart attack if you guys ever got caught, but he loves the thrill of it too much to stop. Teasing you under the table. Bathroom quickies. Fucking you in a mostly empty parking lot, or sneaking into your tent during a camping trip with everyone. Making you wear vibrating panties in public. Ect. Ect. You’d just have to be 1000% okay with it. He won’t try this kink out with just anyone. 
Toy?: Outside of the occasional vibrator or vibrating panties, no. Jimin seems like the type to get jealous of your toys. Why have them when you have him? It’d take some major convincing for him to be okay with any dildos of yours, and even then, he’d pettily mention it during dirty talk, like, “don’t I feel so much better than that plastic crap?” “I stretch you better than that thing ever could.” “Tell oppa about how much you missed his cock.” That sort of thing. 
Favorite Positions: 69. It’s a competition for him. Of course, he loves it when you guys take turns, but in this position he likes to see who can make who cum first. It kinda also decides who’s dom for the night too. 
Missionary. Jimin strikes me as the kind of guy who needs to look at your face during sex, and what better to do that with than this position? A bit old fashioned, but if it ain’t broke, don’t fix it, right? 
Standing up. He likes to feel strong. This lets him feel strong. Plus, seeing you pressed up against the wall, or bouncing you on his cock like this is like is a sight to behold. 
Cowgirl. Just loves it in general when you top. Instant way to turn him into a moaning, begging mess. 
Face-sitting. He told you during pillowtalk once that he wanted to die like that, and you almost stopped doing it. If not for his constant begging and that long ass tongue, you probably never would have done it again. He just loves the praises and whines that fall from your lips when he does this, and the way your thighs just trap him underneath you, completely at your mercy. His goal with this is to turn your legs into jelly. 
Dom or sub?: Switch. It spices up your sex life, and constantly keeps things interesting. Jimin is the type to always want praise, so he needs a partner that can dom or top him to give him that kind of satisfaction. At the same time, sometime he just wants to feel like a man, so there are nights when he just wants you at his mercy. Probably the only true switch in the group. 
Dirty talk: He strikes me as more of a moaner, but when he does talk, is more often hims begging you to praise him, him being petty, or cursing. 
“You like that, right? Tell me how much you like it.” 
“You’re so beautiful. Everyone knows. But only I can make you feel like this. Tell me I’m the only one.” 
“Fuck. Ah! You want me to go faster? Beg me. Beg for it.” 
sub!JImin is a moaning, groaning, praising mess. 
“Did I do good for you, Mistress?” 
“You’re so good to me.” 
“You taste so good, Mistress. Just one more time. Please?” 
Petnames: baby, jagi, good girl, babygirl, Miss, Mistress, Noona (if you’re older), my love, mine 
Favorite part of sex: Foreplay. It’s always competition. How many times can he make you cum? How much is too much spanking? Are you going to fight your way out of the restraints again, or are you going to be good? He’s the Prince of Teasing, so don’t expect for this to be easy. 
Aftercare. He’s also a soft squishy so he expects cuddles and lots of praising afterward. Hot baths, hot chocolate or wine, cuddle sessions, and reassurance after a long night of play makes Jimin a happy man. 
Is he ever vanilla?: Yes, but he’s kind of a pervert so it doesn’t happen that often.
There are very few words shared between you two - just moans of pure ecstasy. Vanilla sex with him is always about intimacy. Wants to make love, not fuck, and honestly just lives to hear your moans. Runs his hands softly over all of your skin. Smooth, cheesy R&B playing in the background. Says your name or your petname a lot. His moans are prettier than yours. Treasure this time, because he always goes all out to show you he loves you.
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First things first: Hello! Second: May I say your recent work on a request tugged my heartstrings so much that it inspired me to think of my own request of where the Lost Light's female human (giant sized thanks to Brainstorm's idea of sizing them up), Rung, Whirl are dealing with the Fort Max hostage situation, though this time the human is trying to calm Max down, but of course Whirl is trying to make sure Max doesn’t hurt Rung or her by making jabs at him so he could hurt him instead. (1/2)
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A Hostage Situation:
“Wow! This is amazing, Brainstorm!” You examined yourself in the mirror with the teal and white scientist standing next to you. You were now able to stand up to his elbow joints and looked down at the device responsible for your new found size attached to your wrist. I reminded you of a digital watch except the time was replaced with height measurements and the side rim was a dial you could turn to adjust said measurements. However, it seemed like the current setting was the tallest.
“I really have outdone myself this time, haven’t I,” he stated smugly. “It was a bit difficult to figure out to expand your body since its made of flesh and not metal. Nothing I couldn’t handle though!”
“Well, thanks. I mean it. This will make living here with you guys a lot easier.” You then began to look over the bodysuit that Brainstorm had also made. It was able to change sizes with you. It was even in your three favorite colors! But the weapon specialist did say it could turn nearly invisible so you could wear other clothes over it.
“I have to go show everyone!” You then ran out of the lab to do just that. The entire crew was completely shocked since you had managed to keep this little project a secret. What could you, you wanted it to be a surprise. In total, it took about a few hours to find everyone. Well, almost everyone. You had yet to find Rung, Whirl, and, hell, even Fortress Maximus had managed to elude you. And he wasn’t exactly what you would call subtle.
You decided that you’d start with Rung, and made your way to the most obvious option. His office.
The walk was filled with the occasional exchange of pleasantries among those you passed, but mostly silence. You finally made it. His office was located near the end of the ship to it took a while.
You had just knocked on the door when a deep voice startled you.
“Y/n!? Is that you?” You whipped around to find one of the bots you were looking for, Fortress Maximus. You immediately placed your hand over your rapidly beating heart to calm it.
“Max! Oh, you scared me.” You gave a nervous grin as you looked up to meet his optics. But something was… off. He seemed nervous and kept glancing around as if someone was going to attack him. “Is everything all right, Max? You seem-”
“What are you doing here?” He said cutting you off, but you didn’t take it personally since he looked so shaken up.
“I came to see if Rung was here. I’ve been looking for him. You too, actually.”
“Listen, you need to leave now!” Fort Max bent down and whisper-yelled at you.
“What? Why?”
But the door behind you opened before Fort Max had the chance to respond, and you turned around the face whoever opened it. It was Rung. He looked at you and was utterly shocked that he could look straight ahead and lock gazes with you.
“Brainstorm,” you said absentmindedly.
“Oh, I see. That’s very extraordinary, but I’m actually in the middle of a session right now.” Rung said gesturing to the last bot you were looking for.
The helicopter gave a little wave with his claws. “Yo. Nice upgrade, Y/n. Now I don’t have to worry about stepping on you.”
You were about to laugh when Fort Max snarled in frustration behind you. Before you could turn around to see what was wrong the barrel of a very large gun was suddenly next to your head and pointing at Rung’s terrified face.
“M-Max! What are yo-” you tried to question, but he cut you off again. This time with a real yell.
“IN! NOW!” He shoved the barrel into Rung’s cheek to emphasize that he meant business.
Both you and Rung began to slowly back into the room and you heard Fort Max close the door behind him. Out of the corner of your eye, you noticed that Whirl was crouched down and quietly making his way closer. And it seemed you weren’t the only one who noticed.
Fort Max jerked his gun to point it at the former Wrecker, who immediately threw stealth to the wind and charged at the armed bot with a battle cry. Fort Max fired a few shots at Whirl fully intent on blowing him away, but the blue chopper was nibble and dodged. “BRING IT, GLITCH!”
Whirl jumped over both you and Rung and tackled Fort Max into the door he had just closed. You two made a break for it to the furthest part of the room by the window. You wanted to help but knew you couldn’t.
You watched in horror as your two friends battled it out, and once Fort Max snapped out of his daze it was almost immediately over. What started as a fight turned into a beating for the smaller of the two, but he refused to fall even after his frame was wrecked to hell. Whirl was still struggling when the red-eyed Autobot ripped off his guns and wrapped his entire servo around his helm but went limp when the larger smashed the side of his helm into the wall.
“Whirl!” You cupped your mouth as you feared the worst. You were only slightly relieved when the ex-Wrecker groaned in pain, but Fort Max crushed that relief when he threw him to the middle of the room, beaten and broken and leaking energon. You couldn’t hold back the tears anymore. You knew Cybertronians could survive a lot more than a human, but you didn’t know how much.
The huge grounder then stomped his way over to the two of you and you began to shiver in fear. You slammed your eyes shut when he started reaching out but instantly reopened them when you heard Rung cry out. He had him by the neck as the therapist tried to get away from his assailant.
“No!” You quickly grabbed the large black digits around Rung’s neck and tried to pry them off, but it didn’t deter him in the slightest. Fort Max pulled Rung closer and used his other hand to push you off. You could tell he didn’t put any real force behind his push but it was still able to knock you to the ground as he turned away.
“Max please!”
“Quiet, Y/n.” Max walked past Whirl and sat Rung down on the lounging chair. He then pulled a long reinforced cable from the subspace in his shoulder and began to tie down Rung.
“You don’t need to do this!”
“Yes. I do.”
“Why!?”
“You wouldn’t understand.”
“Then help me understand!… Please.” You made your way to Whirl to check on him. “Why are you doing this?”
“I said. Be. Quiet!” Fort Max then ripped a piece of pipe from the ceiling and speared it through Whirl’s abdomen as he attempted to get up. You couldn’t stop the shriek of terror as energon spattered across your face and body.
Whirl cried out in agony as Fort Max twisted the jagged metal through his delicate circuitry. You pounded your fists against the kibble around his shin while you pleaded and begged for him to quit harming the blue chopper.
Whirl groaned before he rebooted his vox, “Listen, Max. In the hope that this can still have a happy ending- and speaking as someone who appreciates the challenges of adjusting to postwar life- I just wanna say that there’s still time to do the decent thing and kill yourself.”
“W-Whirl, please stop. Don’t push him to hurt you mo-” You whispered to the injured Cybertronian, who only cut you off in return.
“Come on! Blow yourself away! Let’s see a spark-spasm up close!”
“Max! Please don’t listen to him! You can still fix thi-” Whirl interrupted you again.
“Fix this!? Don’t make me laugh! Unless he’s got some kind of time machine hidden under all that armor, I think the frag not! He can’t even fix himself, let alone this mess!” Whirl’s outburst made a growl escape Fort Max’s derma and he looked as though he were about to strike him before a look of realization spread across his faceplates.
“Clever. Trying to get me to lose my cool so you can get the chance to overpower me.”
Rung finally decided to speak up, “Actually, I think you might be crediting him with too much-”
“Seriously, all of this is a bit pathetic, isn’t it? Even for an epic, epic failure like you. I mean not only did you practically beg the Decepticons to take G9 off your hands, but you curled up into a ball the moment Overlor-” KUNCH
Fort Max smashed the barrel of his gun against Whirl’s face denting and crushing the metal around his optic.
“STOP!” You yelled, catching the grounder’s attention. However, it seemed that Fort Max shifting his attention away from Whirl only caused to the ex-Wrecker to vex his assailant more.
“Wow. If I’d known that was the best you’ve got, I would have said something genuinely offensive.” KUNCH “Ugh!”
“PLEASE, STOP IT!!!” You threw yourself at Fort Max’s stabilizer again and slammed your fists weakly against him while tears streamed down your face.
“Anything else?”
You thanked whatever self-preservation instincts Whirl had when he didn’t reply. You then glanced over to Rung to see him looking up. You followed his field of vision to see a small camera blinking in the corner. You slowly got up and stepped closer to Fort Max.
“Max. Please just listen to me. Whatever you’re doing this for, I’m sure there’s another way. You can stop this now and explain yourself and I’m sure everything will be okay.” You tried to sooth the metal giant by gently placing your hand over the servo that wasn’t holding a cannon at Whirl.
“You wanna know why I’m doing this, Y/n? YOU WANT TO KNOW WHY!?” You flinched away when he leaned down to shout in your face, which seemed to make him calm down enough to lower his voice. “Fine… I’ll tell you why…”
Fortress Maximus then proceeded to tell all of you about Garrus 9, about Overlord, and about what he and his crew went through. All the torture and death. You finally understood.
“Oh, Max. You said you didn’t remember. Why didn’t you tell anyone the truth?” You stroked his servo while you looked up at him.
“Because, Y/n, I’m Fortress Maximus. I couldn’t just-”
“No one, and I mean no one, would have held it against you. What you went through wasn’t your fault and would affect even the strongest of bots. It’s okay to be mad. It’s okay to be scared. You have a right to be. And you have a right to want answers. But not like this.” You gestured to the other two bots in the room. “Not by hurting others.” You put your hand on top of the cannon and Max allowed you to slowly push it to point at the ground and away from Whirl, while his guilty optics stared into your gentle eyes. “Like how you were.”
Just as Fort Max’s grip was loosening to drop the weapon he snapped out of his trance. “No. It’s too late to go back now.”
Both you and Rung saw the darkness that took over his optics. “No, dON’T!” Rung tried to reason with him, but he ignored his therapist and grabbed you by the arm and flung you across the room.
Your scream was cut off when your spine collided with the wall next to Rung, who screamed your name. Your ears were ringing, so you felt more than heard the pounding of pede steps getting closer to you. You did, however, manage to make out the sound of Whirl yelling curses at the Autobot who threw you.
“YOU FRAGGER!!! YOU KNOW WHAT!?! SHE’S SO WRONG!!! ANYONE that could be beaten into submission by OVERLORD is nothing but a WEAK, SAD EXCUSE FOR A PATHETIC WASTE OF SPACE!!!”
By Primus, if Fort Max wasn’t pissed off already he sure was now. Your vision came back just in time to see the enraged look on Fort Max’s faceplates and you knew that was the last straw. Max whipped around and stomped back up to Whirl. He pointed the cannon directly at Whirl’s face and the barrel began to light up as it prepared to be fired.
“That’s ENOUGH out of you!” Fort Max moved his digit over the trigger, and in a burst of adrenaline, you lept to your feet and tackled the gun.
When Fort Max saw you, his optics widened in horror and he tried to let go of the weapon, but when you pulled it down with you his digit caught the trigger.
And the gun fired.
Your grip immediately fell from the smoking cannon and you stumbled back a few steps. Every bot in the room stared at you with wide optics. They could only watch in horrible awe as you looked down to see a large hole through your shoulder that was bleeding profusely.
With all the adrenaline pumping through your veins you could barely register the pain you were in. You slowly glance over at Whirl and Rung and gave a weary smile as they trembled in shock and horror.
“It’s going to be okay.” You mouthed silently at the two before return your attention to Fort Max. He trembled as he gaped at your bleeding shoulder and he dropped his gun and fell to his knees.
“What have I done?” Max clutched at his head as he began degrading himself.
“It’s okay, Max.” You started taking shaky steps as you kept the best smile you possibly could.
“No, stop. Don’t come any closer, Y/n.” He shook his head as he tried to shy away from you.
“I won’t leave you, Max. I’ll never leave you to deal with your demon alone ever again.” When you finally got close enough you fell forward and wrapped your arms around his neck as best as you could.
“Please… I don’t want to hurt you anymore.” Fort Max kept his servos hovering around you as his plating rattled.
“I’m here for you. And I care for you too much to turn away from you. I love you, Max. We all do. We’re here for you. In our own ways.”
Once your slurred words sunk in, Fortress Maximus finally broke down and wrapped his servos around you as he began to sob.
You smiled gently while rubbing the back of his helm. Your mind and your body were quickly becoming more fatigued and your inner temperature was dropping from blood loss and you could feel yourself begin to lose consciousness. Using the last of your energy, you looked up at the camera, and even though you had no idea that Rodimus, Ultra Magnus, Drift, and the entire crew were watching, you whispered, “I love you guys.”
And then you drifted into a cold, dark, dreamless void.
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jejublr · 7 years
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Seatmate!Hoshi
A/N: Anon and Cinderella Anon requested for Seatmate!Hoshi this time! I’m sorry I haven’t been updating bc of school but I have my drafts saved so don’t worry! I’m still writing! To those who are back at school, I hope you guys are doing great! To those still on summer vacation (and to all of you in general): STAY HYDRATED!!!
This one was really fun to write because, let’s be honest, Kwon Soonyoung is everybody’s bias wrecker. Even if you don’t have him as a bias, he’s somewhere lurking on the top of your bias lists don’t lie to me. This one’s a long one so I hope you all enjoy and have a great day~! ^^
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How do I start with this guy
Calls himself 10:10 because of his slanted eyes cute
This kid is also pretty hyper ok
Once got into detention because he randomly stood up on his desk in the middle of a lesson to shout “IT’S 10:10″ when the clock strikes 
Often has random dance offs with Junior!Seokmin and it’s the most hilarious thing to watch
Has a lot of friends from every grade because he’s so fun to be around
Cares a lot about his underclassmen and is the one of the nicest upperclassmen around
Everybody knows Soonyoung’s really good at dancing
And I mean, real good
He even has his own YouTube channel NaegaHosh where he dances his own choreos to pop songs
Most people at school follows him and even the teachers stalk his videos lol
Soonyoung is basically in everyone’s good book
Well, everyone’s but yours
You see, you’re childhood rivals
You can say you’re a pretty chill person
You have your own group of friends you usually hang out with but you’re on good terms with people in general
Nobody can deny that you’re an equally talented dancer
You may have a different style from Soonyoung but your dancing is just as captivating as his
While Soonyoung’s style is leaning towards breakdance, you style leans towards contemporary ballet
And it gets pretty heated and entertaining to see you both try out-do each other during the end of year talent shows
For few years in a row, the winner would either be you or Soonyoung
Usually you guys take turns
People are so tired of it tbh
“Just kiss already.”
Your friends like to tease you that your resentment is just internalized crush
But you’re in deniaaallll /guitar rift/
Anyways, you decided early on into the year that you will beat Soonyoung once and for all by winning for the second consecutive year
The story starts in the early morning of your Junior year in high school
So the system in your school was they always pick people randomly to be put into a new class every year
So you can be friends with everyone
And guess what? 
You’re in Soonyoung’s class
For the second consecutive year
People were groaning internally because here we go again
Being in the same class with you both was like being in a real-life drama
Because everybody knows you’re childhood rivals
And imagine the tension of sitting behind two people who are always ready to rip each other to shreds
The teacher was aware of this and tired of this s*** so she decided to sit you guys together this year
What was she thinking lmao
You guys might wonder the backstory behind this age-long rivalry
It began once upon a kindergarten
You never really had any beef with Soonyoung
He’s pretty hyper as a kid; got his hair stuck up everywhere and always the one to break it down on the ol’ kindergarten dance floor
Ok dark secret here; but you had a crush on Soonyoung back then bc he reminds you so much of your hamster Cici omggg
You let him steal your sandwich and borrow your color pencil during art as a result of this crush
This crush went on until that time in second grade when your school held Nutcracker 
And he totally stole your role as the Nutcracker bc you were sick during the dress rehearsal
By the time you got better the night before the show, they had given the role to Soonyoung
So you got stuck playing a candy cane tragic
IMAGINE THE BETRAYAL
That night marked the day you got your first heartbreak and sworn to make Kwon Soonyoung pay one day
Yeah, you’re a pretty dramatic bitter child and you continue to carry that bitterness up till this day
Anyways
It’s that time of the year again
Tension is in the air, looks shared between people
It’s the annual talent show
People are sharing nervous glances bc when are they finally gonna lose it
And by “they”, they meant you and Soonyoung
When you saw the form pinned on the bulletin board this morning, you never wrote your name faster
But guess what? By lunchtime, Soonyoung already had his name scribbled under yours
It’s officially on
“Watch your back, Kwon.”
“Good luck.”
Funnily, you were both dragged into the principal’s office by the time school’s out
“This year, you won’t be participating” the principal said
“What.”
“People are getting discouraged signing up for the auditions bc they know that in the end, the winner would only be between the both of you. That’s why I decided to remove you both from the competition this year.
“And no, Soonyoung, if you think you’re entitled just because your internet name Hoshi means star, you can find your way out.”
You were about to snicker when she went “Y/N, you will not find it funny when I tell you that you two will work together to create and perform a dance to be showcased during the talentshow. While you’re not participating, you and Soonyoung both
You went 0_0 w hat
“I’m not going to work with them!” both you and Sonyoung said in unison
The teacher was like “lmao get over it kids, it’s 2K17″ and then sauntered off like a bo$$
You realized you didn’t have a choice but to do as she said to be able to perform this year
And you see no point to arguing
So you both begrudgingly agreed to do the collab
At first, you and Soonyoung wouldn’t meet in the middle
You try to find faults in each other’s dancing, to 
You ended up trying to sabotage yourselves
Also, you still didn't have the right music to dance with so you and Soonyoung were a complete wreck
Also bc you kept arguing which song to pick smh
It came to a point that one day, Soonyoung went up to Senior!Jihoon 
“Hey, can you whip up some swaggy beats for my performance for the talent show?”
“Tell me a reason why I shouldn’t hit you with a guitar right now.”
“I’ll buy you a burger.”
“I can buy a burger.”
“I’ll buy you a hundred burgers.”
“Deal.”
So that’s how Soonyoung had gotten himself the perfect remix for the dance the next Monday
When you listened to it for the first time, you knew, it’s perfect
Because somehow, Jihoon was able to mesh songs to create one that would work perfectly with you and Soonyoung’s style
And so you two began to work
And you couldn’t help but observe Soonyoung as he worked 
Because you’ve never seen someone do something so passionately
Soonyoung gave his all in his dance and it’s something everybody can see
Watching Soonyoung work his magic woke up something in you
Funnily, you don’t feel intimidated at all
For once, you embraced the fact that you now work with Soonyoung, not against him
So you ended up enjoying it a bit
So you’re finally done with the last steps of planning the choreography
It’s time for you to test it out for yourselves
So you played the music and danced
And you both had gotten so wrapped up in the music and with each other that when the music ended in a crescendo, you suddenly found yourself tangled in his arms
And you were so close in each others arms and he could see the specks in your eyes and suddenly he could feel his breath hitch 
Because Oh no, you’re actually really attractive. How could he not see this?
And all of the sudden, he became hyper aware of how close you both are, his hands on your hips and your warm breaths mingling
It wasn’t until you pulled away that he went woah
Because what was that???
You on the other hand
You tried to play it cool, but inside?? 
You can’t deny you and Soonyoung have a tension chemistry 
But God forbid if your age-old crush was revived 
You thought it was the time you spent together that drew you closer
I mean, you meet the guy in class then spend the rest of the afternoon choreographing and dancing with him
You’d expect yourself to be at each other’s throats 
But you grew comfortable with his presence???
It’s like you started to care about each other
You never really showed it but it’s there
Like that time it was raining by the time you both finished
You had forgotten to bring your umbrella and he basically forced you to use his instead as he dove right into the rain
(The next day you gave it back to him with a small thank you note slipped inside)
He thought it was cute
And that other time when you noticed he looked rather pale and tired
So when you went to the convenient store near the school on your break, you bought him an extra carton of milk and bread
He looked confused as heck when you gave it to him
“I don’t want you to collapse a week before the show, Kwon.”
You totally didn’t blush
You also noticed the change in Soonyoung’s behavior 
When you caught him starring at you in class one day, you were like “What are you looking at, nerd?”
He said “Your hair looks nice today.”
“My hair looks nice everyday, thank.”
And while he didn't say anything in return, you swear you heard him whisper “Yeah it does.”
It’s so confusing bc what’s happening? Why is he suddenly like this? Does he..like me????
And while it’s a nice change from having to bicker everyday, you started to wonder what happened that triggered this change
Bc this is not the standard Soonyoung behavior
Also maybe bc you miss the bickering a little bit
But practice went on like usual
Before you know it, it’s the day of the show
Everyone’s freaking out
And you were too bc this reminded you too much of the first time you performed on stage
The adrenaline and the nervousness coiled in your stomach like a snake strangling its prey
In a way, this does count as your first dance
Your first time dancing with a partner
Your heart skipped a bit when you saw him in the dressing room, made up and dressed in all black
And you stopped in your track bc he looked good
You missed the look he gave you as he scanned you head to toe
He had to stop himself from blushing bc oh my god it’s happening, he’s going to dance with this attractive person
He must’ve sensed your nervousness bc he turned to you
“Hey, don’t sweat it. You’ll do great. I promise.”
Those little words gave you a boost
You can say it’s like his way of saying “good luck”
But who needs luck when you got Kwon Soonyoung amirite
The stage dimmed and it’s just Soonyoung and you and the music
Your body seemed to move on its own, giving up all control to muscle memory and to Soonyoung
You memorized the routine like the back of your hand
Soonyoung’s touches and your eyes teasing, almost sensual, writing a story only the two of you knew
And to say that you wow-ed the audience was an understatement
You bombed the place
You were so in tune with both the song and with each other that what was supposed to be a three-minute dance felt like mere seconds
Before you know it, the song was over, you’re in his arms and you’re both breathing hard
It just felt..fleeting
The show was easily a success
Nobody thought you would work so well together after all those years of rivalry
But it just proves how two great dancers could overcome boundaries if they had enough will
Your friends and family crowded you when the show was over,
They went to congratulate you and tell you how amazing the performance was
But you could only think about Soonyoung
You wanted to thank him for the hard work he’s put into the performance and for all the times he took care of you
You tried to swallow the sinking feeling realizing that it’s over now
You’ll go back to your live before the dance and he’ll go back to his
As the tension was revolved by the time you spent working together on the dance, you knew there was no more reason for you to start something against him
Because you’ve grown so accustomed to him, and him to you
It’s like a routine you couldn’t shake off
It was at that moment that you realized you liked having Soonyoung around
Speaking of Soonyoung
You found him propped up on the edge of the stage, the lights from the projector up in the projector room far ahead in the the auditorium casting white light on him, his silhouette a giant background on the stage
Your silhouette joined his as you plopped down next to him
“What are you doing?” you asked him
“I like sitting along in a theater like this. Makes you feel small.”
“I had fun” you admitted
His lips quirked into a lopsided smile, his bunny teeth showing
“I had fun, too.”
You joined in as you took in the view
How the place seems so vast with the empty red velvet seats
“Hey, Y/N.. about that Nutcracker incident?” Soonyoung started
“What about it?”
“Can I pay you back with a kiss??”
FFFF WOT
And you expected him to suddenly say “SIKE.” and for someone to jump out of the curtains with a camera but it didn’t come
Instead, Soonyoung was looking at you with what seems to be apprehensiveness 
And the realization hit you like a truck
Bc he literally just asked you if he could kiss you to make up to all that childhood bitterness
At this point, Soonyoung looked ready to apologize and disappear from the face of the earth but before anything
You dove in like a hawk
You didn’t know what to expect when your lips finally locked but the kiss was chaste, almost shy even
The kiss felt like your dance; brief, fleeting, teasing
But it brought a certain fulfillment in your heart
When you pulled away, Soonyoung’s cheeks were colored red and he couldn’t stop smiling
“Oh. Oh.”
“What??” you feel yourself heat up in embarrassment 
“...Can I kiss you again??”
“Oh my god.”
So at the end of that night, Soonyoung walked you home, with your pasts melting off like candy with every step that you take and laughter that you shared
And in the end, the kid who once stole your sandwich and role in that grade school musical ended stealing your heart, too
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themousai · 4 years
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Gig Review: The First Child - Whammy Bar [22/11/2019]
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Whammy! Friday night! Metal! Emo! Post hardcore! Beatdown!
If you respond positively to one or more of these words then I have some bad news, you missed one hell of a show at Whammy Bar on the 22nd of November. Unless you were there, in which case congratulations on bearing witness to the aforementioned one hell of a show. 
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First up was solo post-metal act Ommeta, passion project of Luke Finlay. That genre specification should be taken with a pinch of salt, given that Ommeta’s short but vibrant set ebbed and flowed from industrial tinges with spacey effects to blastbeats and guttural growls to more atmospheric and emotional tones. Having heard his first release “Precostal”, I had a rough idea of what to expect sound wise, but was still left with expectations well exceeded. I cannot comprehend how hard it is to compose, arrange and perform one’s own music by oneself, particularly music this intricate and technically focused.
Friday’s performance demonstrated that Ommeta has not only the chops to arrange excellent alternative and exploratory metal, but also the presence to command the stage space. There are high energy punk and metal bands of half a dozen members or more with less stage presence than one guy by himself. This is a genuinely exceptional act, number of members entirely notwithstanding, and the calibre of orchestration and performance elevates this well beyond a humble bedroom project. 
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Following on from the post-metal came what I found to be the evening’s unexpected gem; three piece oddly genre bending and stage bantering outfit Qualms, who absolutely nailed their first set much to the delight of myself and the swelling crowd. A set that began with a driving post-hardcore jam with howled vocals [which I loved] then veered off into a bouncy pop punk track with almost sickly sweet clean singing [which I loved] before jumping around a few more times from shoegaze-esque indie and stomping post-punk riffs [which, if you haven’t picked up the theme here, I loved].
All of these songs were punctuated with casual banter ranging from the price of bass guitars to whether it’s appropriate to put yogurt and milk on cereal to how many more shows the band would play before splitting up.  It’s very rare to see a band hop between half a dozen different genres in a single set and somehow nail each one. It leaves me scratching my head regarding the future of Qualms; will they choose one particular avenue to explore or continue mixing and matching and mish mashing whatever takes their fancy? Peculiarly for this band, the answer doesn’t seem to matter much. I’m confident that whatever they produce in future will be well worth whatever wait they put us through. 
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Third for the evening was Auckland post-hardcore darlings Chasing South, playing a comparatively streamlined set to what I’ve seen in recent months. This means they were able to condense about a dozen songs worth of energy and impassioned howls into a set roughly half that. Set length aside, no punches were pulled and the high intensity performance on which the band have built their reputation was fully accounted for. Something that always strikes me watching these lads perform is the simultaneous effortful and effortless nature of how they play. The band clearly knows their own material as if hardwired into their DNA, and therefore an audience is treated to a band who can pretty much play in their sleep. However as capable as they are of flicking on autopilot, I’ve never seen them phone in a performance.
Every time you see this band play they will bring it to the best of their ability. The other thing long-time fans of the band will know is their refusal to rest on laurels, constantly working to put out new material. Having earlier this year released “Greying Into Bloom”, a split with Rei The First Child [who are either a band or a clothing label, unsure] Chasing South have a new album in the works already aiming for release early next year. The DIY-hardcore stage wreckers have yet to disappoint purely in terms of live energy, and Friday’s set was a solid example of why they deserve their hard earned reputation. 
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Alright kids, time to pour out your beers and hang your local drug dealer because capital city straight edge soldiers ColdxWar are comin’ thru bearing downtuned grooves and pummelling breakdowns. Just to clarify, that’s a joke. ColdxWar do not condone the food wastage that pouring out beers would imply, nor have they ever killed any drug dealer. I wouldn’t be surprised however if at some point they’d met one and just come across as so lovely they convinced him to stop. For those of you who find straight edge in general intimidating or outwardly judgmental, ColdxWar might be the band to change your mind. For all the seemingly limitless aggression of their music, they at no point appear superior or hostile to literally anyone, with the exception of the one person vocalist Bo hit in the face while moshing, and the barked instruction “move you fucking cowards” which I thought was totally appropriate. The band showcased material from their debut EP “Culture Shock” released last year, two singles since released and two as yet unreleased songs. The new tunes demonstrated both some of their fastest and heaviest material to date, riffs for days and Bo’s always vitriolic vocal bark cementing ColdxWar as still one of the angriest and simultaneously most wholesome bands active in the country today.
My favourite thing about their releases thus far is actually how little they focus on drug-free living. There’s an assumption with straight edge hardcore as a one-trick pony, focused entirely on one theme and unable to say much else. ColdxWar’s lyrical themes range from drug use to animal rights, through the cyclical and exploitative nature of capitalism, to the responsibilities of leaders in an age of misinformation and peddled confusion.  Whatever they discuss is consistently confronting and worth listening to.  
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To cap off a night of sterling performances was the band formerly known as Rei and now known as The First Child, celebrating the pre-release of their upcoming EP “Violent Delight”. We now know why the name change was forced upon them thanks to the return of the peerless Real Slam Poetry, who opened the set with an uncanny reading of the very cease-and-desist letter which forced the Auckland post-hardcore emo outfit to rebrand in the first place. While this suggests that nothing has changed besides what they call themselves, I found Friday’s performance to be one of the best I’ve seen this band give all year. This was by far the most energetic set I’ve seen them deliver, without sacrificing the technicality their particular brand of post-hardcore calls for.
Opening with their newest single “Seven Eyes” [expertly reviewed on The Mousai by a brilliant and super cute writer], the band left little room to breathe before barrelling through more of their signature emo blend of clean and harsh vocals delivered near seamlessly, with technical sweeping riffs and drums that thankfully depart from the 4/4 punk beat, twostep, breakdown formula plaguing hardcore scenes the world over.
A pleasing surprise for me personally was having it proved to me just how heavy The First Child are. The genre isn’t much known for heaviness, but The First Child have let just enough metalcore slip through to still deliver some crushing weight behind the spacier, more emotional corners of their repertoire. This set was tighter, heavier, more technical and more consistent than I’ve seen them to date. This is a space in the seen we should be watching.
Friday’s show at Whammy showcased some excellent talent from the wider North Island, from a few different corners of the alternative scene. It always helps to be reminded how diverse the proverbial fruit basket we have to pick from is. Between well-established names and newcomers alike the future looks bright for the music our locals are going to produce.
It’s going to be atmospheric, bouncy, carefree, energetic, crushingly heavy and emotionally vulnerable all at the same time. Now that I’ve written it out, that sounds pretty horrific. But trust, some really good sounds are on their way, and they’re coming for your ears.  
PHOTOS The First Child | Coldxwar | Chasing South | Qualms | Ommeta
Photography by Matthew O’Neill Review written by Jai Aronsen
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Every Kukui ship rated!
I’ve done this over on my main account @/pkmnsdarkqueen, and I think it’s kinda fun. It’s every ship on the muse from this page rated by my personal opinions. For this account I’ve been slowly working on it since January, and since this is a multimuse it took this long. I hope ya’ll enjoy!
Disclaimers directly below and the list under the cut!
strike through=my side commentary, trying to be funny, usually about ship names italicized=if asked I’d be down to rp it mostly just to see how/it it’d work * by name=I just think it’s a wildly random ship bold=ship name and who in it to help you find a certain ship highlights=they are grouped up, again in case you want to find that one ship
Took out category of Kukui and a protagonist/rival/or companion since they’re all children so it’s a hard no. A few other younger characters fit in the other categories though they’ve been judged no as well for the most part. Some shipped but ONLY in the context of the character being grown up.
Took out category of Kukui with pokemon because pokephelia. In multiship some of them have a pokemon and these have been dubbed as being one of the human’s part pokemon.
ships on ‘never ending romance’ website. Before asked yes mun has other ships she likes that aren’t listed, but Im only focusing on those listed.
Kukui w/ Villian
Top rated ships: LabSafetyShipping
Bottom rated ships: FieryNutShipping
DarkParadiseShipping - Guzma & Professor Kukui 4/10 I don’t think it’s bad I just genuinely love Plumeria and Guzma so much. Also they’re both unwilling to say sorry to fix their friendship I don't think that’s a good sign for long term. Maybe in the early days tho.
*FieryNutShipping - Lysandre & Professor Kukui 1/10 Who named this ship, I just want to talk. Anyways I get Lysandre has a thing for profs but c’mon now Kukui is too down to earth for this guy.
LabSafetyShipping - Colress & Professor Kukui 7/10 Colress smacking him left and right for not having proper safety. Tbh tho it could be kinda cute. Like Kukui is more brass tax and put em up approach to science meeting cool calculated and methodic. 
PurescienceShipping - Faba & Professor Kukui 3/10 Ok so we know Faba has a man crush at the minimum on The Masked Royal. I don’t think it’d be reciprocated on Kukui’s end tho makes for fun plot.
Kukui w/ Elite
GrandSlamShipping - Kahili & Professor Kukui 5/10 I mean this is one of those that depends on interpretation cause we don’t get too much info on Kahili from the games. In pokemon Masters she’s pretty cool though so I’d give it a shot. 
*NowWeHereShipping - Drake (Hoenn) & Professor Kukui 3/10 I love the name cause it’s like,”yeah...yeah why not this, heck!” So Drake and Kukui would be interesting, I think there’s a bit of an age gap between them which would make somethings awkward but also I can just see them both enjoying exploring things together. 
Kukui w/ Gym leader or trial captain
EducationalbattleShipping - Ilima & Professor Kukui 0/10 Ok so according to the internet Ilima is either 11 or 19??? Just kind of a weird age thing there cause Kukui looks like 28 to me and they seem to of known each other awhile so no on this. 
*HotMovesShipping - Professor Kukui & Flannery 0/10 Heh, 2 high energy people in a room together. Yeah this seems great to me as a friendship because Flannery is 18 folks and again that’s just kind of a weird age thing. If they met which she was older sure, but rn it’s squeaky.
*MasochisticShipping - Professor Kukui & Gardenia 8/10 I think this could be kinda cute. She’s got the high energy of Flannery with the explorer side of the coin, and some gentleness about her. Yeah I like this alot
OldNutsShipping - Hala & Professor Kukui 0/10 Oof that name, yeah I don’t like that. Ok so it’s cannon they met when Kukui was young. Hala was like a mentor to Kukui. Yeah this just kinda reads bad, don’t like that connotation. 
Kukui w/ Professor or Assistant 
Top rated ships: EternalHoneymoonShipping
Bottom rated ships: TropicalNutShipping
*DreamAttackShipping - Professor Kukui & Fennel 7/10 Yes, please yes. I’m a sucker for high energy meets soft energy and Fennel is certainly a soft gal. Also heck maybe after the dream service closed down she moved to Alola to retire and met this cool nut.
EternalHoneymoonShipping - Professor Kukui & Professor Burnet 100/10 You mean my Kukui OTP? Yes I ship this, it’s cute. They’re relationship is some of the few episodes I’ve seen and they’re adorable man. Seriously I suggest go taking a look at those clips on youtube.
*SturdyGlassesShipping - Professor Kukui & Professor Willow 8/10 The two manly young professors shipped. I mean...ye I’m down. Willow definitely got that yearn for adventure and Kukui brings the chaos. It’d be a cute time. 
TreeNutShipping - Professor Kukui & Professor Sycamore 3/10 I hmmm, I mean maybe? I just idk how they’d work or what they’d have in common really? I just think they’d be good friends but I can’t envision any sparks of romance happening. 
*TropicalNutShipping - Professor Birch & Professor Kukui 0/10 Naw dude. If original Hoenn games are anything to go by Birch for one seems kinda like the stereotypical white straight guy so that’s a killer there. But even past that he couldn’t fight a poochyena, and I don’t think Kukui would be too impressed by that. 
Kukui w/ minor GAME npc
*ArtificialMovesShipping - Professor Kukui & Viscountess Julia 0/10 Look I like this trainer class ok, they’re cool, but like ya’ll she’s like 80??? Um yeah no.
*MoveInversionShipping - Inver & Professor Kukui 4/10 I do think that they’d get along great especially what with this guy twisting moves around and doing cool stuff with em. I’d give it a shot yeah.
Kukui w/ mange character
MoveExpertShipping - Professor Kukui & Ultima 0/10 Again she’s like 80???? No, but he’d love to know how she teaches these cool moves.
Kukui w/ minor MOVIE or ANIME npc
Top rated ships: TreeResinShipping
Bottom rated ships: NewScience, and ScientificUnderstanding shipping
*BeachFireShipping - Macy & Professor Kukui 0/10 And she’s an actual child. that’s a big no.
*FistTechniquesShipping - Clayton & Professor Kukui 6/10 I mean he’s a secluded boi and Kukui is vibrant so maybe it could work with the opposite attract couple. Also Clayton would helped the masked man train.
*IslandStudyShipping - Professor Kukui & Professor Westwood V 0/10 Ya’ll he also super old wtf. Also he isn’t the most trustworthy with scientific information and I don’t see Kukui vining with someone who does that. 
*MoveStudyShipping - Professor Kukui & Marble 2/10 I think they’d get along via adventure, but she seems a bit on the young side. I feel like he’d enjoy mentoring her though.
***MyislandhomeShipping - Professor Kukui & Caroline 5/10 So this is May and Max, wife to Norman. Uhhhhh yeah so home wrecker Kukui? I men if she’s already divorced then I can see it, but Kukui would certainly not be a home wrecker.
*NewScienceShipping - Jarvis & Professor Kukui 0/10 Kukui is in no way a bad guy, he’s all pure, so this is not gonna happen. 
*ScientificUnderstandingShipping - Dr. Akihabara & Professor Kukui 0/10 This is the guy who’s episode caused seizures. So about this ship, the guys a bit crazy so I don’t really see it personally. 
*TreeResinShipping - Meyer & Professor Kukui 7/10 It’s another person with kiddos! Ok so I don’t know if this guy is married or not, cause again Kukui is no home wrecker. But besides that I can maybe see it. Tbh might be cute if they meet both in costume first and fall for each other that way.
 Kukui w/ multiple people: (All are gonna be a no romantically because I don’t see Karen being poly, but I’ll give plot ideas)
Top rated ships: PhylogeneticTree, ColorlessParadise, Copse, Cousin, and Osteology shipping
Bottom rated ships: HotRoastedTreeNut, and HotRoastedTropicalTreeNut shipping 
ColorlessParadiseShipping - Colress, Guzma & Kukui 10/10 I can see them all hanging out for sure. You have the nerd, the rebel, and the jock all in one room and I ship that friendship.
CopseShipping - Professor Birch, Professor Elm, Professor Kukui, Professor Oak, Professor Rowan, Professor Sycamore & Professor Juniper (Gen infinite) 10/10 It’s the pokemon professors! Yeah I wish there was more with them all interactiong and hanging out cause I think they’d get up to some fun shenanigans.  CousinShipping - Professor Kukui, Sun (game) & Moon (game) 10/10 I mean he already hangs out with these nerds and I see it as a mentorship kind of thing which is like what he had with Hala but in his own style.  GreyparadiseShipping - Faba, Guzma & Professor Kukui 9/10 Again we have nerd, rebel, and jock. In a bit more sleepy of a way though. Anime this would work, game no cause Faba betrayed like everyone. Also not as seamless as ColorlessParadiseshipping.
**HotRoastedTreeNutShipping - Lysandre, Professor Kukui & Professor Sycamore 0/10 Oh no the name tho....ooohhhh boi. This would be a situation where Lysandre and Sycamore wanted to bring a third person in. I don’t see it going well though.
**HotRoastedTropicalTreeNutShipping - Lysandre, Professor Birch, Professor Kukui & Professor Sycamore 0/10 Bruh these names with Kukui x3. Ok so again I don’t see this working cause what I said with Birch and Kukui just throws a wrench into the flow with Sycamore and Lysandre.  LeagueChallengerShipping - Challenger Tristan, Faba, Gladion, Hau, Molayne, Professor Kukui, Ryuki, Sophocles, Hapu & Plumeria 5/10 All of them doing big training sessions sounds about right to me, or just them all challenging the league one at a time one day just to see who can get the farthest.  OsteologyShipping - Guzma, Professor Kukui & Professor Burnet 10/10 Osteology, ah yes the study of bones. Kukui and Burnet try to figure out how the fudge Guzma’s brain works. Nah I’m kidding just do think that they’d get together every so often for game night, add Plumeria in there too though! PhylogeneticTreeShipping - Professor Kukui, Professor Sycamore & Professor Juniper 10/10 This is just all the pretty professors minus Sonia. I can see them going to get drinks together though or after a professor meeting going to stay up late at a bar and cheer each other on as they try to flirt or talk to people.  TropicalTreeNutShipping - Professor Birch, Professor Kukui & Professor Sycamore 5/10 Eh kinda, maybe I can see them talking about maybe how mega evolution and habitats go together and maybe how that effects moves. I just see them getting along but only work/research related. 
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