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painful-pooch · 2 years
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A Pilot's Golden Rule: Protect Saber
Whumptober 2022 (@whumptober)
No. 12 WHAT COULD GO WRONG “Mayday, mayday!” | Cave In | Rusty Nail
No. 14 DIE A HERO OR LIVE LONG ENOUGH TO BECOME A VILLAIN Desperate Measures | Failed Escape | “I’ll be right behind you.”
Next: A Saber Without Her Pilot
Taglist: @actress4him, @whumper-in-training, @ocean-blue-whump, @for-the-love-of-angst, @thethistlegirl, @gottawhump, @whumperofworlds, @poc-whump, @hopepetal , and @winedark-whump
This is definitely set later in their story, so please don't get mad at me <3
CW: Set in the BBU (There is really no mentions of it, but the story is set in that universe), plane troubles, angst, emotional whump
What started off as a beautiful and sunny day has now turned into a pilot’s worst nightmare: a terrible storm at night with slight hail. But Lukas isn’t concerned at least one bit. He’s smiling over at Saber, who has her arms crossed over her chest while staring out of the plane with an uneasiness that Lukas can sense. “Saaaaaaaber, don’t worry a single bit. This plane is an engineering marvel and is going to get us to where we need to go. Come on, look at me. Who’s the best pilot in the world?” He asks in a sing song voice, nudging her playfully.
Saber rolls her eyes and stifles back a laugh, her beautiful eyes a nice contrast to the hellish weather outside the safety of the plane. “Hands down it’s Timmy the Pilot Pillow, Lukas. He’s always there to get us out of your messes.”
“My messes??? Saber, I feel so attacked right now,” he scoffs, a hand on his chest feigning offense. “How dare you think Timmy is better than me? I can get us through anything. I am a magic pilot.” He grabs the control wheel with both hands, attempting to get the plane through the latest turbulence moment. The sound of hail striking the plane’s wings and windows begin to worry Lukas, but he will do whatever it takes to not let Saber know it.
This isn’t good at all. I can barely see anything. My instruments are the only thing working for me right now. Doesn’t seem like anything is off, but this is a bust. Just a few more hours before we get to the safe house Bianca helped secure or us.
“A magic pilot and a crazy idiot… But I suppose if I didn’t meet you, I would still be a…” She trails off and a blush barely changes the pigment of her tanned cheeks. “You know what I mean.”
Lukas turns his head to focus on Saber more, trying to convey a softer look. “I know what you mean, but don’t think about it like that. You aren’t that. You are so much better, Sabes. I swear. I don’t know if I would be here without you, honestly.” He winks at her and aims a cliché finger gun at her. “Someone’s got to keep my ass from dying.”
“Tell me about it, Lukas. You are something else,” Saber finally laughs with such a melodic yet rougher voice. It’s probably one of the best sounds Lukas has heard. “Someone must keep you from drinking yourself to death too. Bianca called you an alcoholic.”
“Bianca calls me a lot of things. ‘Alcoholic’ is practically synonymous to ‘Gorgeous’, ‘Genius’, ‘Mad Lad’, and ‘Extraordinary’. What can I say, Sabes? I am one badass pilot.” He’s smirking like an idiot, but he can’t keep himself from laughing.
“She told me you would say something like that. Good thing I gave her those water bottles you said were filled with apple juice.”
“….”
“What?”
“Those were filled with Jack Daniels and some others had Captain Morgan in them…”
“Oh well, Lukas. I got you those sports drinks with… electricity in them?”
“I am 100% sure you mean electrolytes.”
Saber is blushing hard and pulls up the hood of the sweat jacket Lukas gave her. “Shut up…”
Lukas is laughing harder than ever, but then he catches something in the corner of his eye: a blinking light next to the oil gauge. It’s critically low and that drives a shot of fear through the pilot of which he can’t hide. “Oh no… Saber, go to the back and grab the two back packs.”
“What’s wrong?” She asks, trying to figure out what is going on when the plane makes an unharmonious sound, the engine gurgling and yearning for oil.
Lukas clenches his jaw, and he looks over to the side of the plane. With a flashlight he pulls out, he aims it out there and he can catch the faint look of the damage on the plane’s wings.
This isn’t good. Not one bit. Fuck… Fucking fuck… Okay, Lukas. This is going to be fine. Keep Saber safe. That’s all that matters right now. I shouldn’t have flown in this weather. Sebastian, if you are watching this, I hope you don’t hate me too much.
“Lukas??? Talk to me!” Saber jolts him back from his deep hyperfocus, his heart racing too fast. “I got the back packs. What now?”
“Put one of them on, Saber. Go on, don’t worry about a thing. I just need you to listen to me: If I open the door, I need you to jump out. You are going to pull this hard as soon as you are safe to do so,” he explains, holding the red strap that would release the parachute. “I am going to take us lower and try to make it easier.” He puts on his headset and flips to the emergency channel for pilots, taking a deep breath.
“Why does this sound like you aren’t coming with me?” Saber asks, her voice wavering with fear.
“Mayday, Mayday, this is Tomcat 444. Position unknown, airspeed approximately 132 knots, altitude 4023 feet and lowering, plane has run out of oil, engine is failing, and I am unable to land safely due to little to no visibility. All stations, send search and rescue. Will conduct an evac of at least one passenger.” Lukas can’t look at her. He’s staring out at the darkness, the plane’s controls getting harder to keep normalized. “I promise that I’ll be right behind you, Saber. Just put it on and let me make sure you are safe.”
She’s tearing up and she does what’s asked of her, slipping on the parachute and clipping it in the right spots. “You are scaring me. Don’t do what I think you are going to do.”
“And what would that be, Saber? That I make you get out safely and I crash my plane? Nah… You are my top priority right now. I am going to make sure you never go back to where I found you.”
“Why, Lukas? Why do you care so much???”
Lukas stands up and uses some straps to keep the plane going straight, checking over Saber’s parachute and tightening some loose ones over her thighs and chest. “Why?” He repeats, holding her shoulders and kissing her forehead with a gentle smile, the scenario occurring around them only a blur. “Because that’s what we do for the people that we love, Sabes. Now… I think it’s time I send you off, okay?” He leads her over to the side of the plane, unlatching the door and pushing it open, the roaring sounds of the weather in combination with the failing engines taking over. “Count to five seconds and pull the strap. When you land, let your body roll with gravity. I’ll find you.”
Saber hugs Lukas tightly and shakes her head. “I can’t just leave you…”
“I know, Sabes… I am not giving you that choice.” He grabs her by the front of her parachute, and he shoves her out of the plane, her scream of betrayal haunting him as he put on his own parachute. He runs to the front of the plane, putting the headset back on.
“All stations, all stations, all stations… This is Tomcat 444… Seems like I am in a fucked up little situation with crashing my plane and all. Just wanted to add something in for those non-emergency stations looking for me. You can try to find me, but if you dare touch my partner in righteous crime, you better believe I am gonna kick your ass. Maybe I’ll die and maybe I won’t. You’ll just have to find out later. Just don’t hit my pretty face. Tomcat 444 signing off for a while,” Lukas laughs into the headset, setting it to the side and pushing the nose lower. He pulls himself using the seats to the door, staring out into the darkness.
“Saber, don’t kill me…” He mutters, jumping out with a scream into the dark abyss, hoping that his parachute actually works.
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wellship · 1 month
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"Don't you ever shut up-!?"
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I love how on Tumblr, "media literacy" has become "Um, just because someone writes about this doesn't mean they're endorsing this. I hate all these media puritans ruining everything."
I'm sad to inform you that knowing when and whether an author is endorsing something, implying something, saying something, is also part of media literacy. Knowing when they are doing this and when they're not is part of media literacy. Assuming that no author has ever endorsed a bad thing is how you fall for proper gander. It's not media literacy to always assume that nobody ever has agreed with the morally reprehensible ideas in their work.
Sometimes, authors are endorsing something, and you need to be aware when that happens, and you also need to be aware when you're doing it as an author. All media isn't horny dubcon fanfic where you and the author know it's problematic IRL but you get off to it in the privacy of your brain. Sometimes very smart people can convince you of something that'll hurt others in the real world. Sometimes very dumb people will romanticize something without realizing they're doing it and you'll be caught up in it without realizing that you are.
Being aware of this is also media literacy. Being aware of the narrative tools used to affect your thinking is media literacy. Deciding on your own whether you agree with an author or not is media literacy. Enjoying characters doing bad things and allowing authors to create flawed or cruel characters for the sake of a story is perfectly fine, but it is not the same as being media literate. Being smug about how you never think an author has bad intentions tells me you're edgy, not that you're media literate. You can't use one rule to apply to all media. That's not how media literacy works. Sorry! Sorry! Sorry! Aheem heem. Anyway.
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bizarrelittlemew · 7 months
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Finally gaining approval and popularity in a world you always craved being a part of vs. watching the other person enjoying the very thing you're trying to escape
One difference:
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copypastus · 1 month
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Poly+ ACOTAR Week - Day 3 Secrets (Feyre/Tamlin/Rhysand) @polyacotarweek
I'm weak for 'two enemies put aside their differences coz they love me more than they hate each other' trope and I was somewhat sad that's not where Feyre's love life went. Just think of the possibilities.
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zivazivc · 2 months
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the morning (afternoon?) after this messy stunt. Floyd got off too easy in my opinion, but it's hard for Les to stay mad at him when he makes those sad pouting faces... 🤦
If you think Floyd's being really dumb at the start of this comic before getting a reality check, you have to take into account that he's madly lovesick and was feeling very smug atm; he's also a 15yo pop troll who thinks making out with someone means they're together now; and he assumed Les's sour mood was entirely the result of a nasty hangover...
P.S. They forgot about Hed lol (I almost forgot about him too, drew him just before posting lmao)
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nyaagolor · 8 months
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I like to think that despite canon's ambiguity on the subject that Phoenix became good friends with Iris after BttT and she sends him handmade scarves and gloves and stuff in the winter. One day Phoenix goes to visit Kristoph in prison while wearing one of those scarves and is like ":( Kris.... we were toxic with benefits for 7 years and you never made me anything. You're in prison this long and you didn't bother learning some arts and crafts??? Cmon you never even knitted me a scarf" and Kristoph makes some snide remark about it but then a few months later Phoenix gets an unlabeled box on the porch of WAA that has this really shittily made scarf in it and Phoenix refuses to let anyone touch it bc he is convinced it's poisoned somehow. And he's right.
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blueskittlesart · 3 months
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at a certain point i think we need to acknowledge that art is very rarely created accidentally. if you can see a theme in a work than that theme was, more likely than not, at least somewhat intentional on behalf of the creator. you don't put a piece of yourself out into the world without thinking about what it means at least a little bit.
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lab-gr0wn-lambs · 16 days
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hot garbage 👇
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buglaur · 1 month
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my farmers profile 🥳
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gayofthefae · 1 month
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We don't envision season 5 right when we talk because what is that actually gonna be like? This isn't a romcom. Mike finds out about the painting but Will is like throwing up blood and slugs in the corner.
edit: to clarify I wasn't saying "no time for romance" I was saying "it's horror show with raises stakes and angst. Mike will have to figure out how to bring up this truth bomb he discovered when more important things are clearly going on and there aren't the most conversational opportunities". I mean MORE juice, not less.
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saphushia · 1 year
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need to be hooked up to an IV of etho music content i need it i need it i need-
references -> || nameless ghoul from the band Ghost || BTS || sheila rock - the rehearsal ||
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guy who so desperately tries to find god. who wants to have faith in a higher authority to guide him out of the hole he's in. from the weight of guilt from simply existing, as the person he is. but every time he thinks he's answered his higher calling it turns out he's made the Morally Incorrect choice and his path to goodness and holiness was the road to the devil all along
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asweetprologue · 10 months
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i know probably nobody following me is even relatively in this fandom but I just finished s5 of the dragon prince and I gotta tell you. the canonical lovechild of the gay-coded villains was not something I saw coming
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viveela · 7 months
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If you draw dip i woul be sooooooo happy
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So I like to imagine Damien likes to fill in Pip about what happens back on Earth
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quick-catton · 3 months
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i just want to say that these two have been on my mind literally all of january. the thought of the debauchery they would indulge in. bobby and his pretty boygirlfriend. using him as a decoy in robberies, his cute lil thing an easy distraction while he takes what he needs, allowing them both to easily slip away. getting to show off his pretty baby in clubs, having a sweet little thing as his passenger princess during long drives through the dessert. a doll for him to dress up and have hanging off his arm wherever they go. anyway <3
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