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medicus-mortem · 3 months
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   The Polar Tang breaks the surface of the water, rising into a sheltered cove that is set into the island's southern cliffs. It is small, barely wide enough to fit the bulk of the submarine, but deep enough that the Tang can submerge if need be. It also helps that there is a good path through the reefs to get to this cove. It'll give Law and his crew a reason to go back to those pristine reefs. There were so many interesting fish species to study. Vibrant little creatures Law could watch for hours and feel some measure of peace. A beauty in those depths he can get nowhere.
   Plus, there is the fact that this small island seems relatively safe. No signs of people when they approached and the jungle above seems lush, perhaps even filled with resources. A good place to stop for a break and refuel. A place to restock their supplies. Also, a place where Law can stretch his legs. He's in need of a good wander.
   Once the Tang settles in place, the Hearts getting to securing her and keeping their home safe, the captain emerges from the depths. Kikoku sits on his shoulder, golden gaze taking a moment to appreciate the efficiency of his crew. He creates a Room, spreading it into the cliff side to find the path up and out of these caves.
   "Gonna take a walk," Law projects, telling everyone within ear shot. "Shachi you keep the Tang safe. Clione heads the foraging effort. I'll mark the path out of the cave. It's pretty short so nothin' to worry 'bout. See you guys in a couple hours."
   With that he teleports off the ship and strides through the crack in the wall that is the path to the surface. Using the spatial data of his Room Law strides confidently on, a piece of chalk gets pulled from a pocket and used to put arrows on the wall as he walks. Arrows to point the way and a cross to mark bad paths. Soon enough, the Surgeon of Death with his travel pack steps out into the sunlight. He breathes deep of the tropical air. Yeah, this seems like a nice place.
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el-im · 1 year
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movies you love w a central duo (interesting costuming preferred) ? for a projecto ;) <3
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c-aptainslog · 4 months
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tag rehaul tag rehaul
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milehighmechanic · 10 months
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@araedi moved from here
The only outward sign that Thor is processing the tale Tony tells is the constant worrying of his thumb against the hem of the hoodie he’s taken to wearing of late. In the absence of a cloak or cape, the simple, casual garment has become as much a piece of armour as anything else he wears. Somehow what already sounded to be a terrible situation transpires into worse. It explains so much, from furtive glances to Rhodey's suit, and again Thor cannot help but wish he had not wasted time on a fools errand when he could have… Could have what? Earth’s politics were not for Asgardians to meddle in, and how could he possibly have mediated the fights when he’s grown so fond of everyone? All he could have managed was to put a rather dramatic halt to the proceedings and, all told, that would likely have proven even more destructive. Irrespective of the political and moral implications of the sanctions, Tony’s response to personal revelations is something Thor can hardly condemn: if ever there was a man to act on passion and impulse, it was Thor. He would be hypocrite to judge Tony for it, though it aches in his chest to hear the repressed fury in his delivery. Thor blinks. This was never about him. Similarly, neither is his judgement of any use here. He’ll mull this over the coming days and weeks, but he doesn’t want immediate gut instinct to influence how he replies. That has so often been the cause for the fracturing of his own relationships: here and now he has the clarity to wait. “In the scope of things? Of course it doesn’t,” Thor replies, “but what do any of us matter? As we’ve discovered, each single one of us is powerless in the face of certain forces in this universe. All we have is our own sense of importance.” He leans forward a little. “It sounds to me as though this all does still matter to you. And I suspect that if we are to get back on our feet and do something about all that’s happened, we’d better face our fate with nothing left unsaid.” And then he asks what he's certain Tony already knows he's going to. "So, how stands everything between you and Steven now, from your perspective?"
“I don't know if I can forgive him,” Tony admits, defensive, eyes hard in a way that expects judgement for his sins. Holding grudges isn’t pretty, it’s not morally superior, it’s not CLEVER. But to describe this as a mere grudge feels like an understatement. It doesn't capture the enormity of what this betrayal has meant to Tony.
“I told him this was coming. I told him. That we needed the team together, no matter what. That we needed----- we needed-----” He’s getting worked up. and the object of his anger isn’t even here, just Thor. Tony breathes deep, finds his hands are trembling.
Thor's managed something nobody else has since Siberia----- unlocking the anger that Tony has been shoving down and shoving down in his chest. A pressure cooker ( a time bomb ) a volcano simmering and finally, finally erupting.
"I mean, what's there to forgive?" he says, voice loud and could be mistaken for blase, if you missed the undercurrent of anger. "He just betrayed my trust. Lied to me. Ignored every single fucking warning I gave him-----"
In spite of what it sounds like, Tony's not blaming all THIS on Steve. He's not convinced that it would have made a difference even if the team had all been together, in sync, a perfectly oiled machine. Thanos, he thinks, was still more than a match for them. But it would have been nice to try.
"I thought I'd forgiven him, y'know? I really thought I had. But----" He laughs. "Who was I fooling?"
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ultrabananapudding · 1 year
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// Transphobia
TERFS are the most brain dead and annoying people on this earth bro like everytime I'm unfortunate enough to come across one of their tweets my eyes roll so far back into my skull and I lose a few braincells
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whump-captain · 1 year
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i thought seriously about my writing for 5 seconds and now im on the floor going hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
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finalfronticr · 4 months
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TAG DUMP !
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dreamcatcher-faux · 10 months
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I have a threads now. Most likely won't use it often, but it exists now :3
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medicus-mortem · 1 month
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@chatcambrioleur answered [+]
She wasn't sure how long she'd been in the dark. It had been a while, now --- days, maybe weeks. She was resilient --- after all, it was only a matter of time before the Straw Hats got here, she knew. It didn't make captivity any easier. She'd never forgotten the sensation of a cold, metal chain around her neck, and it was all too soon to feel it again, for Nami's taste. Unfortunately, her newest accessory wasn't chosen with her comfort in mind. The navigator's heart hadn't stopped pounding since she'd woken up. Not only panic from horrid memories, but a fear of what her future held. Did they plan on turning her in for her bounty? Exploiting her captain for her return? Or perhaps she would become a slave to a Celestial Dragon. Too many terrible possibilities ensured the tears that did not stop rolling down freckled cheeks. Her captors weren't particularly bright, but they were strong, a few with impressive Devil Fruit powers. From what she'd gathered, they didn't recognize her, when they'd attacked her from behind. The village the Straw Hats had been visiting seemed friendly enough. Certainly safe enough to wander around, to visit the bookstores and shop a little. The moment she lost track of her crew, the men had been waiting, and pounced, before the cat thief had the chance to reach for her cloudy protector. The next thing she knew, she was ... here. Wherever here happened to be. It was dark, it was cold, and dirty--- her clothes had been ripped and tattered. She wasn't sore enough to imply the worst, though it was possible someone had felt their way around her soft curves as they were searching her. When she woke up, her den den mushi was gone. Zeus was gone. Her crew had no idea where she was, she was chained up, and she had no idea how long she could go on like this. Before they did something terrible. The sound of rusty door hinges creaking open had quickly become a blessing and a curse. One of them, maybe bringing her food --- or coming to taunt her. The famed Weather Witch, Cat Thief, Straw Hat Nami, pathetic, dirty, and chained to a wall. The only relief was the crack of light from the outside hallway, which she basked in, every chance she got. Her head lifted as she heard the sound, searching for the reprieve, the literal light at the end of the tunnel. It took a moment for her eyes to adjust, although there wasn't much to see. At most, she was expecting to spy one of the monsters who'd taken her hostage. Instead, she saw a much more familiar soul, one far more welcomed by the navigator.
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"Law..." Her voice, a pitiful, dry croak, hardly audible. Her eyes were still adjusting --- as the moments passed, it became easier to recognize that the Surgeon of Death was spattered in crimson. Grateful her hands weren't restrained, she reached for him, desperate for an ounce of kindness after a lifetime of cruelty. "You --- you came for me...?" She'd expected her crew to find her first. For some reason, she hadn't expected Law's presence, at all. Take me home. "The key --- please. I need to get out of here." Not just her cell. Not the prison she'd found herself in. She needed to be freed of the iron links, keeping her trapped like a human pet. Desperation shined in glassy eyes, a sob choking in her throat. "You found me..."
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   Another guard falls with a dying gasp, his blood splattering on the stark white walls. Another splash of fresh, metallic scent to add to the aroma of death that follows Law down the hallway. In this moment he doesn’t care about the lives he’s snuffed out here. He cares not for the blood that stains his shirt and mixes with the black of his coat. Law no longer registers the agonised cries coming from the rooms above. Most will fall silent soon enough. At this moment it is all background noise, all distraction. He has only one focus now.
   Law can feel her presence down the hall. He can hear the distress in her Haki, in her voice. He breaks into a run, heart pounding in his desperation to see Nami alive and safe. Fear curls in his gut, the thought that he is too late still swirling in his mind. He finds her door, fumbling with her key as he takes a deep breath. He has to calm down some, has to be strong to keep her tethered, especially after an ordeal like this.
   The big metal door creaks as he shoves it open. Golden gaze falls on Nami, the light hitting her and glinting off the collar around her neck. A hissed breath in through his teeth and that rage is back. He should have left more of them alive so they could suffer longer. He does not linger in that fury, instead Law is quick to come to Nami’s side. Her weak words and desperate, reaching hands tugging at his heart.
   “I found you. I got you,” he says, deep voice becoming impossibly soft.
   He drops to his knees before Nami, a bloody Kikoku getting dropped to the concrete beside her. Law takes one of those reaching hands, grasping it tight as his focus drops to the collar. He scowls at it, jaw tight. His free hand rises and he makes a localised Room around Nami’s head. He doesn’t have the patience to fumble with keys. Gently he releases her hand and grasps the collar. His other hand runs a finger against the metal, creating a cut in the front. He continues the process on the back and a moment later Law eases the two halves from Nami’s elegant neck before throwing them aside. In the interplay of light and his shadow Law sees the raw, bleeding flesh beneath. Golden eyes become cold, hand rising to gently touch Nami’s neck as his Room vanishes.
   “I’m gonna get you out of here,” he says, voice hinting at that cold, unyielding rage. “And then I’ll fucking tear this place apart.”
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vulcanhello · 2 years
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c-aptainslog · 1 year
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mechaknight-98 · 14 days
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Many Paths Few Resolutions (NSFW) FT Yujin
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Authors Note: An Ask I thought would be interesting to do but wanted to do my spin on. If you see a nod or an easter egg you recognize it is probably intentional
Officer's Log March 4 22,003,456 " Begin Log: The Federation has recently appointed Officer Yujin Ahn as my second-in-command following my defense of her at the tribunal regarding her potential execution. While I stand by my decision, the weight of responsibility over her causes me great distress. I feel ill-equipped to handle her unique condition as a joined symbiont, especially considering her previous host's infamy as a warlord, which greatly troubled the Council. At times, I find myself questioning whether I should have left her to her own devices. Yet, I know deep down that such thoughts are rooted in my own selfish concerns. I made the right choice, and any trepidation I feel stems from my own shortcomings. End Log."
Captain Arthur Sisko is a well-known figure within the Council. His leadership in navigating his ship and crew through the war-torn Klaxosaur quadrant has earned him widespread recognition, making him the youngest captain in Council history. Alongside his accomplishments, he tirelessly advocates for improved relations between core and tertiary planets under Council jurisdiction. Despite his vocal criticism of Council bureaucracy, he remains one of their most esteemed members. Recently, his decisive action saved the Council from potential annihilation at the hands of the Uru-kai Warlord Majin-ahn, whom he defeated in an honorable duel to the death.
This victory resulted in the symbiont leaving Majin and bonding with Yujin. Despite the Council's concerns that Yujin would follow in Majin's footsteps, Captain Sisko fought vehemently to spare her from execution, ultimately securing her position as vice-captain aboard his warship, the Altruist.
As Captain Sisko concluded his preparations for his inaugural voyage as captain, a knock sounded at the door.
"Come in," he called out, adjusting his uniform with precision.
"Captain, Vice Captain Yujin reporting for duty," Yujin announced as the door swung open. Captain Sisko's gaze meandered to Yujin. Despite her previous host's volatile temperament and nature, Sisko found himself enchanted by the Uru-Kai. her short hair and big soft eyes drew him in and he found himself reminded of his childhood friend Tendi. He wondered what happened to her.
"At ease, Vice Captain. Please, call me Arthur. We're peers here," Sisko replied warmly. Yujin nodded, entering with an endearing smile. Both she and the symbiont had developed a fondness for the young captain. Hailing from the Periphery planet Sentai-V and sharing immortality with her symbiont, Yujin regarded Captain Sisko as an equal.
Unbeknownst to him, he had crossed paths with three hosts of the symbiont before his Academy Combat Teacher Ayami, Majin, whom he faced in singular combat, and Tali, the symbiont's first host, whose heroic spirit left an indelible mark.
"So, Yujin, I haven't had the chance to learn much about you. Why did you join the fleet?" Sisko inquired.
"My planet, Uru-Kai, was being coerced into war by Majin, and I wanted to put an end to it. But it seems my worries were unfounded, with the fleet under the command of such an accomplished and handsome officer," Yujin replied with a playful smile.
"Yujin-ahn, while I appreciate the compliment, I believe it's best to maintain a strictly professional relationship," Sisko responded, his tone gentle yet firm. Yujin smirked in response.
"Okay, one thing though, is it okay if I still call you Arty?" Yujin asked, and Captain Sisko froze in surprise.
Yujin's question hung in the air, a thread of curiosity wrapped in familiarity that tugged at the edges of Captain Sisko's consciousness. He froze, his mind racing through the corridors of memory, searching for the connection that Yujin's words hinted at.
"Arty," Yujin persisted, the name a gentle prod against the barriers of time and space.
Sisko's brow furrowed, his eyes narrowing as recognition dawned. "Only five people in the entire universe would know to call me that," he murmured, the weight of years and lifetimes settling upon his shoulders.
He fixed Yujin with a piercing gaze, his voice low and measured. "I am going to ask this once. Vice Captain Yujin-Ahn, did you have a host by the name of Tendi-Ahn?"
There was a pregnant pause, the air thick with anticipation, before Yujin's response shattered the stillness.
"Took you long enough to recognize me," Yujin quipped, their tone laced with a hint of amusement. "Although I don't blame you, since my skin isn't green anymore."
Sisko's blood ran cold and hot simultaneously, a rush of conflicting emotions coursing through him like a tidal wave. The first thought through Captain Sisko's mind was relief that quickly morphed into immense worry all of his fears of another Majin were gone and replaced with the obvious Conflict of Interest that Having his first Love being his second in command.
"I am unsurprised that you grew to such Heights. you were always more than capable in whatever you applied yourself to," Yujin flirted with her Captain. Memories of better times flooded her brain as did the fight between "her", and the Sentairian. it combined to make a very unique form of arousal that only served to further her desire for the captain. Unsure how to proceed Captain Sisko did what believed was right and began the procedures of reporting to the proper authorities the situation. When Officer Yujin saw what her Captain was doing she was both impressed (Majin's consciousness) and disappointed (Yujin's consciousness).
"You betray your feelings for the for the Fleet?" Yujin asked intrigued.
Captain Sisko nodded before responding, "Despite my mixed feelings towards you. Our crew deserves a level-headed Captain and I can't be that with you around."
Yujin smiled and before she could stop herself she said, "See a man of conviction. A true Warrior through and through. Not an autocrat who's only looking out for his own skin. No wonder you were deemed worthy by Embercleave and able to defeat me." as Yujin spoke she drew closer to Sisko. Memories flooded between and around them as she caressed his face. her eyes shone as they reflected in his.
"See that's what I always liked about you. You always do the right thing, even if you don't want to," Yujin-Ahn said as she stared into Captain Sisko's eyes before taking his lips into hers. Sisko couldn't help himself and gave in to his body's wild demands. Yujin stripped the officer of his uniform and hers as the two shared a Volcanically Violent kiss that made their mating molten. Yujin's idle fingers found their destination as they meandered down to Captain Sisko's cock.
"Oh Captain, my Captain! You're so hard for me. I should do something about that," Yujin cooed as she lined Arthur's cock with her snatch. She gently pulled him into her. Sisko could only feel relief as he entered the young lady, as if years of tension finally released. which in a way were. Yujin moaned as she helped Sisko bottom out in her.
"God you're so big," She moaned into his ear. Yujin's face held an evil smile knowing she was about to "Corrupt" the "Incorruptible" Captain Sisko. She relished giving him something he "earned" in her eyes.
"Go on fuck me. you know you want to," Yujin Ahn moaned. Captain Sisko overwhelmed by his own biology pushed her down to the ground of his chambers and "filled" her request. At first, his movements were reflective of his outward persona. Slow, Methodical, and calculated. However, as he fell deeper into Yujin's web he found himself losing control. His thrusts became wilder and more erratic as he chased his own release.
"God Yujin. you feel so good," Arthur Sisko moaned completely lost in lust.
Yujin smiled as she replied smugly, "Why of course we were destined to be together eventually," Her walls and pussy were gentle to the weary warriors. Her body tight and firm was a reprieve from all the chaos of the Fleet and the galaxy's conflicts he had faced. as their coupling grew more intense the two found themselves eye to eye. Yujin smiled as she saw the unhinged man before her. A fire she once saw when he was a child. An untamed spark that threatened to burn everything down flickered in his eyes.
"Yes, Captain. give into that fire. let it consume you. let it guide you. You earned it," Yujin moaned as her Captain exploded in her. She smiled as her release also hit her.
When their rationality came back both returned to their personas before cleaning up and getting ready for the shift. on the way to the ship, Yujin asked Captain Sisko this,
"So Captain what are my first orders?"
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mothfables · 8 months
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♡ Bunny Flops ♡
Legend flops when he’s happy.
Part one!
The first time it happens, they’re all gathered around the campfire, happy and content from a relaxed day of travel and a hearty meal. Conversation is soft; with no urgent matters vying for their immediate attention, chatter flows easily from one subject to another. Legend shifts from his place on a log to sit on the ground, resting his back against it. Bringing one leg up, he wraps his arms around it to rest his cheek on his knee.
He’s... content, he realizes. Here, with these heroes, talking and laughing about everything and nothing like close friends (like brothers)... A small smile lifts his lips as Wind lightly punches Warriors on the shoulder, only to shriek with laughter as the older boy grabs him in a headlock to ruffle his hair in retaliation. Yeah... content.
Without realizing it, he slowly tips over until he lands on his shoulder with a soft oomph! Hyrule, who’s next to him, lets out a squeak of surprise as Legend’s head lands on his thigh. The Vet gives a sigh, relaxing into the contact. His eyes flutter closed.
Hyrule, for his part, hovers his hands awkwardly, unsure what to do with the unexpectedly calm Veteran lying against his leg. He catches Sky’s eye across the fire and gestures helplessly. The Chosen Hero’s eyes widen before he lets out a soft coo, catching the attention of the others.
“Aawww, did he fall asleep?” Wind asks, his eyes bright. Warriors starts to grin, and Hyrule shoots him a glare. He doesn’t think Legend would appreciate being teased right now.
“...I don’t think I’ve ever seen ‘im so relaxed,” Twilight remarks. He shifts to better see the Veteran, who is indeed very relaxed. He doesn’t so much as stir when Hyrule finally lowers his hands, resting one on his head.
...Hold on. Gently, Hyrule threads his hand through Legend’s hair (marveling quietly at how soft it is). There’s no response.
Frowning now, because Legend always gets defensive when someone touches his hair, Hyrule removes his hand from his hair and shakes his shoulder. Legend doesn’t so much as twitch.
“Um, guys? I think-” Hyrule’s breath catches at the sudden swell of worry in his chest. “I think something might be wrong.”
The other heroes snap to attention at that, Warriors scrambling to his feet and hurrying over. He copies Hyrule, reaching out to shake their unconscious brother’s shoulder. The result is the same- that is to say, nothing. Wars’ brow creases in concern.
“Do you think it’s a curse?” Wind whispers loudly. There’s a bark of surprised laughter followed by a cough.
“I think we would’ve noticed if somebody got cursed, Sailor,” Warriors disagrees, checking Legend’s pulse worriedly. It’s steady and strong; whatever’s happening, it’s not affecting his heart, which rules out a number of other possible causes. If his heart was affected, it’s likely his organs and lungs and quite possibly his brain would be too, all of which would be bad. Luckily, that doesn’t seem to be the case.
“It can’t be poison, we all ate the same thing,” Four mutters, sounding deep in thought. “Legend isn’t the type to eat things he finds out in the woods, either, so I doubt it came from that.” Hyrule and Wild shift somewhat guiltily at that. It’s a hard-learned habit born of survival, but that doesn’t mean everything they put in their mouths is safe to eat. “Warriors, can you see if maybe there’s an injury we didn’t notice? I know he usually doesn’t hide things like that, but it’s possible he didn’t know either.”
The Captain nods and gently, with Hyrule’s help, shifts Legend to check his back and sides, then after a moment of thought, his legs. There’s nothing. He sits back on his heels and just... observes. For all appearances, Legend is simply fast asleep.
He relays as much to the rest of the Chain, whose expressions shift from worry to confusion and disbelief. Legend never sleeps deeply or well, even after several months of travel together. It’s something they’ve all become accustomed to, so seeing him so loose and unguarded is odd at best.
With nothing else to do, everyone slowly goes back to what they were doing before, leaving Hyrule, Warriors, and a still-sleeping Legend in a quiet huddle. After a moment Wars shifts so his back is against the log with Legend’s legs across his lap. Their brother sleeps on.
The odd peace lasts perhaps another half hour before Legend finally stirs. Violet eyes blink open to stare sleepily at the fire. Wind is the first to notice and his gasp alerts the rest of them, startling Legend out of his sleepy half-doze.
“He’s awake!!!” In one swift movement their youngest bounds across the fire towards them. He skids to a stop on his knees and Warriors winces. Wind doesn’t seem to notice or care about the surely-raw skin that resulted and stares at Legend with his signature wiggly frown. Legend, for his part, stares back with wide eyes that slowly shift to meet each of the Chain’s, who are staring back at him.
“...what?” he croaks.
Wars opens his mouth to answer when he’s cut off by a flood of concerned questions.
“Are you okay?”
“What happened? You just passed out and-”
“We couldn’t wake you but Wars said nothin’ was wrong-”
“You don’t look sick-!”
Legend’s shoulders begin to rise. Warriors chuckles, the sound a half-sigh as he drags his hand down his face, relieved. The Vet twitches at the sound and twists around to look at him, his face falling into a scowl.
“What?” Legend asks again. He’s starting to look distinctly annoyed now. Warriors only chuckles again.
And there’s our grumpy Veteran, he thinks fondly, giving his brother a smirk.
Legend puffs up like an angry cat and shoves himself to his feet. “Whatever,” he grumbles, stalking away to where they left their bags. The others’ voices follow him, high and worried. Legend snarks back a response, though his shoulders lose some of their tension. Warriors watches him go, his smirk falling into something softer as he exchanges a glance with Hyrule.
Yeah, he’s fine.
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02/05/2024 Daily OFMD Recap
TLDR; Cast & Crew; Rhys Cameos; Samba BTS; Samba & Rhys Goofyness; Wee John Wednesday + surprise Leslie; UK Launch; Watch Party Reminders; What We Do In The Shadows; New Watch parties: Love Birds; Articles; Fundraisers; Schadenfreude; Trends; Morale/LoveNotes/MORE RHYS CAMEOS; Daily Darby/Tonight's Taika;
Jeez Louise fam today was a seriously jam packed day! Once again Im worried I'm gonna miss something because there was just so much so please feel free to let me know!
== Cast & Crew ==
The Crew section is a hefty one today, so buckle up buttercup it's gonna be a chaotic and heartwarming ride.
Okay so, yesterday we had that lovely message that was edited from our beloved captain. But then our dear friend @meowzawowaza_ over on twitter released yet another part of the video that specifically went over Rhys' frustrations with the cancellation. Now it's less positive, but as she says, it adds another layer that is helping rally the troops to keep fighting. Here's the thread with the videos. Apologies if you don't have twitter... I don't have a link outside of there at the moment. If I find one, I'll update it here.
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THEN because she's awesome, our lovely @lucyrosebutler decided to share the cameo she had gotten previously. Which he ended with, "Yeah, you be you, keep rock'n, and yeah, you be you, and do it loudly."
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Before continuing with the cast & crew...
== Kudosboard! ==
Wanna send our lovely captain, Rhys, some kudos and love after all he's given us, especially the last two days? You can do so over on kudoboard.com! Thank you @madzilla84 for making this happen! Get on over there and send our sunshine man some love!
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Alright! On to more Cast & Crew.
= Samba =
Samba, our favorite BTS buddy posted a new BTS picture + was making sure to shout out the new S2 out on BBCIplayer today!
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= Samba & Rhys =
Then because our entire cast and crew is a pile of goofballs, Rhys and Samba shared this little exchange on twitter:
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= Wee John Wednesday Monday! =
And well, then there was Wee John Wednesdays Monday! Where we not only got to see the expected three cast members: Kristian Nairn, Vico Ortiz, and Madeleine Sami, but a SURPRISE guest, Leslie Jones who crashed the Instagram live party.
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You can watch the whole thing on Kristian Nairn's IG Here. WHICH I highly recommend because it was an absolute blast and got so many of us pumped and ready for more. Some highlights that absolutely cannot describe the pure and wonderful chaos were:
Rocket Jousting
Leslie fucking every alien in space
Leslie wants to come to a convention
Horny pickle ball
Jenkins is on board for s3 if it happens
They see how hard we're working on SaveOFMD and they said "they deserve it" (s3) and "so do we!"
Mads just randomly runs into Taika on the beach
Gypsy made a chest binder for all Vico's outfits @edscuntyeyeshadow ty for the screenshots here on tumblr
Oh and David Fane popped in because he's a gem of a human being. Thanks @madzilla84 for catching that!
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= Leslie Jones + Convention =
PSSSST: Wanna help get Leslie to a con? Go request her on the Galaxy Con Websites! Thanks @insane_foliage on twitter for the suggestions!
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= Vico Ortiz =
Upcoming cast events! Sunday Feb 11, 4PM PST, Vico will be interviewing with the lovely Samantha Rei on Instagram Live
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= Erroll Shand =
I just, can't get over how amazing Erroll's IG Stories are, and how much he interacts with the goofy fan memes. I love this guy.
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== Uk Launch ==
So many people logged in for the UK Launch of S2!!! Thank you everyone! The data teams over at @saveofmdcrewmates are still crunching numbers to show how things went the first day, but we can definitely see #OurFlagBBC trending for a bit!
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Also Pink News was tweeting about the launch, and Wee John Wednesday!
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Great job everyone-- please keep it up if you have the spoons! Wanna watch OFMD again? You can help support the UK Launch by watching it on BBCIplayer! Once again, if you are outside the US you can get instructions on how to here on @reallygoodplants page, or from this article.
== Watch Party Reminders! ==
= What We Do In The Shadows Watch Party! =
Tuesday February 6th, 9PM GMT, 1 PM PST, 4PM EST
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Watch Party Hashtags:
#VamPirates
#SaveOFMD
#AdoptOurCrew
== New Watch Parties! ==
FINALLYYYYY we have a Love Birds Watch Party! Feb 9th - 9 pm GMT, 4 pm EST, 1pm PST.
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Watch Party Hashtags:
#AdoptOurLoveBirds
#AdoptOurCrew
#SaveOFMD
==Articles==
So many articles today with the UK launch, including the Guardian again!
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What’s On TV This Week: 5th February – 11th February
TV Tonight: It's the Final Series of Curb Your Enthusiasm
Our Flags Means Death fans get TV licence just to watch pirate show
The Best Romantic TV Series to Get into the Valentine’s Day Spirit
8 TV Shows Were Canceled in January 2024, Including 4 From HBO
Why won’t there be a Our Flag Means Death season 3?
= Fundraiser Status =
eSIMs and Sanitary Products for Gaza by Our Flag Makes A Difference is currently at 27% of their goal. If you're looking for a good cause to donate to, these folks have been incredibly transparent about all funds.
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@One of the crew, @mcstuffiesphd is selling Jeff stickers as well as other SaveOFMD merch and donating 50% to the Our Flag Makes A Difference group for the above fundraiser.
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== SchadenFreude / Trends Time ==
Thank you @btweenhisteeth on twitter for capturing this metric! Looks like WB Discovery is still having a bit of trouble with their stocks. Wonder why that could be?
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Other fun trends that popped up today: Thank you @merryfinches catching a shot of the pile of royalty below.
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== Morale / Love Notes ==
So normally I just want to say all the things about how lovely you all are, but Rhys posted YET ANOTHER video on cameo tonight, and I feel like his voice is the sunshine we all need. The longer one up, is dedicated to LGBTQIA+ folks with some anecdotes from Rhys' childhood, and another specific to the crew for this show (it's about 3 mins 10 seconds long). Please take a few minutes to go watch them, you don't need a log in or anything for them. It's just worth it to hear our lovely captain say nice things.
== Daily Darby / Tonight's Taika ==
And to end the night, just some silly gifs that maybe sort of but don't quite go together for tonight. Goodnight lovelies, it was a LOOONG day today, please go get some rest. Love you.
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levi ackerman | one of those mornings
reposting this levi x reader one shot i wrote some time ago on my old blog because i can’t remember the email i used to log onto that account and i really enjoyed writing it back then. minor corrections included 🌷☀️
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“You’re staring.”
A hoarse chuckle left your lips while your eyelids were lifting slowly, lazy rays of sunshine falling onto your face, inundating your beautiful eyes with light; even half-asleep, his intent gaze had burned into your peaceful features, gently drawing you away from slumberous half-consciousness and into a languorous waking. Dawn greeted you with the warmth of a bourgeoning spring day and the caress of grey eyes that held your whole world in them.
“Tch,” Levi breathed out softly, fingers sweeping a few strands of hair away from your face; his lips weren’t quite a smile yet, but he couldn’t take his eyes off you. “Can’t I enjoy the only moments you’re not covered in titan shit?”
“Fair enough,” your palm covered Levi’s hand, which you brought to your lips, leaving a tender kiss on it. “Good morning, Levi.”
“Good morning, Y/n.”
Your fingers interlaced, the Captain leaning forward to plant a feathery kiss upon your forehead, his pointy nose barely bumping into your skin. He regained his place beside you, a little closer than before, the tangled sheets you shared agreeably shielding you from the morning breeze flowing in through the half-open windows.
“You woke up earlier, didn’t you?” you mused, moving your hand up over Levi’s taut forearms, then neck, until it ended on his cheek.
“Yes. The kettle’s on.”
“Thank you for not waking me up. And coming back.”
“I couldn’t miss this.”
Levi’s unconcealed sincerity—that same deep care he couldn’t always say but always expressed whenever he took care of his soldiers and friends—sent shivers down the beating walls of your heart. If any goodness existed in this world, then it lay within Levi’s soul, the hopeful glow of stars guiding a solitary wanderer radiating off his small frame. In spite of what others said and imagined, you knew the strength of Levi’s kindness, unstoppably pulsing even behind every harsh word and violent action, and ordering him to always stand back up, no matter the cost. He had given away everything—even his humanity, some thought. Yet you knew, better than anyone else, how deeply human Levi Ackerman was.
Your fingers threaded in Levi’s silky raven hair, which you brushed away from his forehead lovingly, your eyes locked in a quiet mutual understanding. Levi tried his best, but words didn’t come easy to the short Captain; so you would talk instead, feeling his grip tighten over your skin when his heart was touched like never before; or you wouldn’t talk, and let yourself be in the moment, which spoke louder than sentences.
For the longest time, Levi had been seen as a weapon—a soldier, unreadable, harsh, cold, efficient. Humanity’s strongest, with death-sowing hands and crimson-stained blades. But then, for the first in his entire miserable, brutal life, someone had glimpsed the man within. The man whose dedicated heart was yet to be buried, and who had never believed there could be redemption for someone like him—someone whose sole purpose had become to avenge. But then you came; and suddenly, someone was asking him about his mother, about the sky he would contemplate at night with Isabel and Furlan, about his favourite kind of tea. And that had never happened before. And if Levi could’ve broken the thick silence that had been his companion for far too long, he would’ve told you that you had brought him back to life. But not yet, not when a part of him still battled to keep his head over the water, but one day, he would. Perhaps on a morning just like this, when there would be no more war.
But for now, lying in bed together, your fingers carding through his slightly dishevelled hair, his hand lingering on your bare arm, was enough. Sooner or later, the day would come when he would finally gather all the words he needed.
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