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nahoney22 · 2 days
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Hi! i love your writing and was wondering if you could do the tbb (or just tech if you dont wanna do all of them) reaction to their gender neutral S/O pulling out their old instrument or color guard equipment from their marching band days and practicing what they remember (i dont even know if star wars has an equivalent to marching band/color guard lol but i picked an old practice flag up for the first time since high school earlier and the thought popped into my head for this request..) feel free to disregard this if it’s not something you wanna write, keep up the amazing work!!
Colour Guard Memories
The Bad Batch Boys X GN!Reader
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How The Bad Batch react to you pulling out your old instrument or colour guard equipment.
warnings: none, gender neutral reader, can be read as platonic or romantic, Batchers admiring/encouraging reader.
authors note: this is a really cute idea and sorry it has took so long to do anon. In the UK we don’t really have marching bands/ colour guards aside from royal parades from what I know so I’ve relied on Google to help me out 😅 enjoy!
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Echo
"Think we've got everything?" Echo asks, sealing the final box of your belongings.
As you survey the sea of packed boxes, you're struck by the realisation of just how many possessions you've gathered over the years. It's only now, in the process of moving out of your family home, that the extent of it hits you. After what feels like an eternity of packing and stacking, you're finally done and you couldn’t be any more grateful for Echo's helping hand.
"I hope so," you reply, wiping your brow and straightening up, hands on your hips. "Now, all that's left is to get it onto the ship." The prospect of lugging boxes onto the ship isn't exactly thrilling, but you're itching to kick back and relax.
Echo chuckles and reaches for one of the sealed boxes, but disaster strikes as the bottom gives way, sending its contents tumbling to the floor. "Well, that's just great," he says wryly.
Letting out a sigh, you join him in gathering up the scattered items. Amidst the chaos, something catches your eye: an old, familiar object. "No way!"
Startled by your sudden excitement, Echo turns to you. "What is it?"
"It's my Sabre!" you exclaim, holding up the cherished item for him to see.
He blinks in surprise. "Uh, your lightsaber?"
You playfully roll your eyes at Echo, a mischievous glint in your eyes, as you take the equipment into your hands and wave it at him. "You've known me long enough to know I'm not a Jedi, Echo," you tease, giving the Sabre a quick twirl. "It's from when I used to be be a colour guard for a marching band."
Echo chuckles, shaking his head in amusement. "I didn't know you did that."
"Yeah! I loved it. Want to see what I can still do?" you ask, a hint of excitement in your voice.
"The floor's all yours," he says, stepping back to give you space.
You take a moment to steady yourself, feeling the weight of the stainless steel Sabre in your hands. With a deep breath, you begin your routine, the familiar movements flooding back to you. As you twirl the Sabre with practiced precision, you can't help but feel a surge of nostalgia. However, in the midst of your performance, disaster strikes as the Sabre slips from your grip, narrowly missing a nearby window.
"Okay, okay, I'm a little rusty. Give me a second," you laugh sheepishly, quickly retrieving the saber and regaining your composure but Echo was still smiling and impressed throughout.
Determined to redeem yourself, you focus on each movement, executing smooth transitions and intricate spins. With each flourish, you feel a sense of satisfaction, the familiar rhythm of the routine bringing back fond memories. As you finally come to a graceful finish, you can't help but feel a sense of pride wash over you.
Echo applauds, a smile playing on his lips. "That was really impressive. You should've told me you could do that before."
"We all have our hidden talents," you grin, a twinkle in your eye as you admire the old memory in your hand before carefully tucking it back into the box. "Anyway, we should probably get going before I get distracted again."
“Well,” he says, resting a hand on your shoulder, “you should perform for me again sometime. If you want to that is.”
There’s a shine in his eyes, genuinely in awe of you and your talent. “I’ll definitely think about it.”
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Hunter
Low on credits and desperate for some food to fill your stomachs, you and Hunter venture into a bustling market on a remote planet, hoping to find some opportunity to earn a bit of cash.
"See anything?" Hunter asks, strolling alongside you as you take in the sights and sounds of the market.
"Not really," you reply with a frown. The market is dimly lit, offering little in the way of useful materials, and the locals don't seem particularly welcoming. It's no wonder Hunter insisted on accompanying you.
But then, something does catch your eye. "Hey, that looks like one of my old flags," you remark, pointing to a colorful flag tucked away at the back of a small pop-up stall.
Hunter stops beside you, his interest piqued. "You used to spin those, didn't you?"
You chuckle at his phrasing, yet surprised that he remembers since it was just something you mentioned in passing once. "Yeah, I did. Not sure if I still have the touch, though."
A smirk spreads across Hunter's face as he holds up a finger, indicating for you to wait a moment. A bit embarrassed, you watch as he approaches the seller and strikes up a conversation. After a brief exchange, Hunter returns, flag in hand. "Let's put that theory to the test, shall we?" he suggests with a grin.
"Hunter! Did you just pay for that?" you exclaim incredulously as he shoves the pole into your hand.
"No," he says with a mischievous grin, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "But they said if you can impress them, you can keep it."
You narrow your eyes at him, a mixture of amusement and disbelief dancing in your gaze. "Fine. But I'm warning you," you declare, stepping into a clearing and scanning the area to ensure there's enough space before attempting to recreate a routine you haven't performed in years. "I'm not as good as I used to be."
Taking a deep breath, you grip the pole firmly and let muscle memory take over as you start spinning the flag with practiced precision. The fabric unfurls in vibrant arcs, catching the sunlight and casting colorful patterns across the ground. With each twirl and flourish, you feel a surge of nostalgia as memories of your days in the colour guard come flooding back.
As you continue your impromptu performance, you can't help but lose yourself in the rhythm of the routine, the flag becoming an extension of your body as you spin and swirl with grace.
Hunter is watching you silently and appears to be actually enamoured by your performance. His eyes are wide in surprise.
When you finally come to a graceful finish, you turn to Hunter with a triumphant smile, the flag held aloft in your hand. "How's that for impressing them?" you ask, a hint of pride in your voice.
“That was… wow.” Is all he says, a proud smile on his face. He takes one look to the seller who just gives a brief nod. “And the flag is yours it seems.”
Hunter comes up beside you once more but you feel a tug on your top, turning to face a young child who was holding out credits to you. Bashfully, you accept and the credits swiftly came flooding in.
“Heh, seems like you still got it.” He nudges your side playfully.
This could be a pretty safe way to earn some extra credits it seems.
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Wrecker
"Wrecker, come look at this!" you call out excitedly, beckoning your companion over.
With Wrecker's assistance in tidying up the Marauder and transferring some items to the Remora, you stumble upon an unexpected treasure: an old snare drum tucked away amidst the clutter.
"Woah, what's tha’?" Wrecker asks, intrigued, as he joins you on the floor, his eyes fixed on the instrument in your hands.
"I used to play it in a marching band. Forgot I even had it," you reply with a wistful smile, the memories of your band days flooding back, tinged with nostalgia and a touch of sadness for times gone by.
Wrecker notices the flicker of emotion on your face and decides to lift your spirits. "Well, go on then. Give us a beat," he encourages, nudging the drum closer to you and offering a drumstick.
You smile gratefully, feeling a rush of anticipation as you accept the drumstick from his outstretched hand and pick up the matching one from the ground. "Just so you know," you say with a playful glint in your eye, "it sounds much better in a chorus rather than individually."
With a deep breath, you position the drumsticks in your hands, feeling the familiar weight and texture of the material. Closing your eyes, you let muscle memory guide your movements as you begin to play. The rhythmic tapping of the drum reverberates through the air.
As you lose yourself in the music, your fingers move effortlessly across the drum's surface, producing a lively beat that echoes off the walls of the ship. With each stroke, super fast and then skilfully slow, you feel a sense of liberation.
Wrecker watches in awe, a grin spreading cross his face as he listens to the infectious rhythm you create. For a moment, all worries and cares fade away, replaced by the joy of listening to you play. Flourishing a finish, your cheeks warm to Wrecker applauding enthusiastically.
"Tha’ was amazing!" he exclaims, his voice filled with genuine admiration. "You've still got it."
You grin, feeling a surge of pride at his words. "Thanks, Wrecker," you reply, a sense of contentment washing over you. "Maybe we should start our own band."
“Definitely!”
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Tech
"Is this yours?" Omega's voice interrupts your thoughts, drawing your attention to the slim case she's holding. As you approach, a wave of nostalgia washes over you at the sight of the familiar case.
"I haven't seen this for a long time," you smile warmly, taking the case into your hands. Kneeling down, you blow the dust off and flip open the lid, revealing your old clarinet nestled inside.
Omega's eyes widen with curiosity as she peers at the instrument. "Wow, that's cool! Did you play it?"
You nod, a fond smile on your face. "Yeah, I used to. In a colour guard and in parades."
"Can you play something now?" she asks eagerly.
Before you can respond, Omega suddenly calls out, "TECH! COME HERE!"
Tech, engrossed in his data pad, looks up in surprise and heads your way. "What is the nature of my presence this time, Omega?"
Omega launches into an exaggerated explanation of your discovery and her request. "Listen to them play."
Tech adjusts his goggles and looks down at you with curious eyes. "I was not aware you could play any instrument."
"I haven't in a long time," you admit sheepishly, wiping the mouthpiece and adjusting the bridge keys. "But I can give it a try."
With a deep breath, you bring the clarinet to your lips and begin to play a soft, melancholic tune. The notes fill the air, weaving a gentle melody that seems to resonate with the quiet stillness of the surroundings. It was a gentle tune, a stark difference to the ones you played in parades.
As you play, you notice Tech glancing up from his data pad, his expression softening as he listens intently to the music. It's a rare sight to see him so engrossed in something other than his work, and you can't help but feel a sense of satisfaction knowing that your music has captured his attention.
By the time you finish the piece, Tech is still watching you, a thoughtful look on his face.
Omega bursts into a loud applause meanwhile Tech smiled at you. “I would not mind you playing that whilst I do some repairs... it’s rather relaxing.”
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Crosshair
“What are you doing?” Crosshair's voice breaks your concentration mid-performance, and you freeze as your arms flail, causing the wooden rifle to slip from your grasp and clatter onto the grass.
You spin to face the clone, feeling a flush of embarrassment creeping up your neck. "I found my old rifle from when I used to perform," you explain quickly, bending down to retrieve the prop. With a flick of your foot, you send it spinning into the air, catching it effortlessly as it falls back down. "Want to see?"
Crosshair eyes the rifle with a hint of intrigue, his skepticism giving way to mild interest. "Perform? Rifles are for shooting. Not messing around with.”
“It’s wood, idiot.” You knock on the equipment before you then shrug, a sheepish grin tugging at your lips. "Anyway, it’s called rifle spinning. I used to do it as part of a routine in a performance group. It's more about coordination and showmanship than anything else. Wanna see?” You ask again.
Crosshair nods slowly, his gaze lingering on the rifle as you twirl it expertly in your hands. He stands back as you shows off your moves and he couldn’t hide the small impressed smirk forming on his lips. "You’re quite impressive I’ll give you that. But don't let it distract you from our mission." The compliment was rare but not one you were going to refuse as you give him a smile of thanks. But, he was right. There were more pressing matters at large.
You chuckle, nodding in agreement as you secure the rifle back in its holster. "Of course not. Just a little trip down memory lane."
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folkwhoredoll · 3 days
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hello!! how's your day?? i hope you're having a great day/night!! i was wondering if you could write something about rafe asking his gf to try her lipgloss as a way of flirting but it goes over her head and she hands him the tube of the lipgloss instead of kissing him. it's based on this tiktok https://vt.tiktok.com/ZSFxDKQd5/ btw i love your style of writing <33
pairing: rafe cameron x fem!reader
synopsis: lip gloss and kisses
word count: 0.5k
warnings/tags: nothing, just sweet rafe :>
a/n: hi everyone! another rafe blurb :3 this request is so sweet, thank you anon! i hope you'll like this one. happy reading!
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The soft glow of the vanity lights illuminated the room as you sat in front of the mirror, meticulously applying your make-up. Tonight was special – a date with Rafe Cameron. The boy had officially asked you to be his girlfriend over five months ago, but you still can’t help but feel a surge of excitement every time he’d ask you out for a date.
As you carefully swept the brush across your eyelids, you heard the door creak open behind you. Glancing over your shoulder, you caught sight of Rafe leaning against the doorframe, his gaze fixed on you with a tender intensity that made your cheeks flush.
"Hey, baby," he murmured, his voice low and husky. "What's got you all dolled up?"
You smiled, feeling a rush of warmth at his affectionate tone. "Just getting ready for our date tonight," you replied, turning your attention back to the mirror.
Rafe sauntered into the room, his steps quiet as he approached you from behind. He wrapped his arms around your waist, resting his chin on your shoulder as he watched you apply a coat of lip gloss.
"Can I have some too, baby?" he whispered, his breath tickling your ear.
You chuckled, reaching for the tube of lip gloss on the vanity. "Sure, here you go," you said, holding it out to him without turning around.
Rafe paused for a while before he chuckled softly, his arms tightening around you as he took the tube from your hand. But instead of applying it to his own lips, he set it aside and gently turned your face towards his.
"What are you doing?" you asked, a playful glint in your eyes as you met his gaze.
“That’s not what I meant, darling.” He laughed.
“What do you mean?” You furrowed your brows in confusion. It wasn’t until Rafe your lips that you finally realized what he was asking. “Oh.”
Rafe grinned mischievously. "Yeah, oh," he replied, leaning in closer until his lips were just inches away from yours.
Your heart skipped a beat as you realized his intentions, a soft giggle escaping your lips. "Rafe Cameron, you're such a tease," you murmured, unable to resist the magnetic pull drawing you towards him.
With a low chuckle, Rafe closed the remaining distance between you, his lips meeting yours in a sweet and tender kiss. Time seemed to stand still as you melted into each other, the world outside fading away until there was nothing but the two of you.
When you finally pulled away, a soft smile graced Rafe's lips as he brushed his thumb gently across your cheek. "I couldn't resist," he murmured, his voice filled with warmth and affection.
You chuckled, leaning into his touch as you savored the moment. "Well, I'm certainly not complaining," you replied, feeling a surge of happiness fill your heart.
As you turned back to the mirror to finish getting ready, Rafe wrapped his arms around you from behind, resting his chin on your shoulder once more. And as you applied the final touches to your makeup, you couldn't help but feel grateful for the simple yet profound connection you shared with him – a connection that made every moment together feel like magic.
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yanderebottomworld · 22 hours
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Romantic Kaveh x male archon reader headcanons?? - ☎️
Thank you, ☎️ for being my first requester! I love Kaveh so much (*squeezes squeezes him like stress ball*). You said headcanons my brain said "write a whole ass fic" and voila aka I obsessed over this day and night
Btw I didn't know what we (reader) was the archon of so I just went ahead and made them Kusanali's/Nahida's bigger dendro archon brother, so warning!!! SPOILERS for the Sumeru archon quest + Kaveh's sad ass backstory (which was revealed in a past event). Reader talks quite formally in this since they're an archon (re: immortal old man)
Enjoy the read, ☎️ Anon! (Goes to fist bump you to hide the fact that I am shaking) I really really hope you like it! And man tagging is HARd. Lowercase d bc it's not fun
Also readers comment/reblog if you like it please please please (offers you thousands of platonic cheek kisses in return + one hug where I awkwardly stick my butt out so I'm not too much in your personal space like Chris pine) thank you for taking a chance on my writing it feels so good to write again but like. Newly.
For new readers, 'Y/N' means "Your Name" for you to self insert yourself into the fic for greater immersion.
Disclaimer: Although this is not a sexual piece featuring smut, this work will feature sexual themes, and it does depict unhealthy codependence and thinking (bc yk, yandere) so if you choose to read, please be 18 and older. Take care! (*Shoots you with the "are you an adult?" Beam. Unsafe for minors- If you are a minor you instantly combust 💥. Adults feel nothing but a tickle 🤗).
[Romantic Yandere] Kaveh x Male Archon Reader: I'll Look Out for You
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Being an archon is... Well, it's a mixed bag of feelings. You constantly had to supervise your nation, and even when you believed you had paid sufficient attention to one issue, another would always crop up. Yes, it's often rare for one nation to have two archon siblings at its helm, and has even led to tragedy, but that won't happen to you and Nahida.
Even when her "Greater Lord" form disappeared, you knew that she was still here with you, because you could feel her existence still within Sumeru, a tiny sap of a thing, thrumming through your veins.
However, your mood did plummet for the period she disappeared, and this was reflected in Sumeru's population as well. See, while Kusanali had personally tended to the Tree of Irminsul and the knowledge of Sumerans, you on the other hand, was directly related to their fates, or rather, their luck. It was something that required great care and attention due to its need for balance. People typically had a base amount of luck in their lives, although there were definitely some whose fate naturally inclined towards better or worse luck. Since you were in charge of maintaining the balance, whenever you were in a poor mood, people's lives in Sumeru tended to... well, go wrong, for lack of a better term, some worse than others.
But! Kusanali is back now, an adorable little being going by "Nahida," who always has questions for you about this or that, as hungry for knowledge as she had been in the past. Imagine the headache you had received when you learned that she had essentially traded her gnosis up for "the truth"! But... that's over and done with, and she's growing more powerful by the day, so now you can divvy up a few tasks for her to handle with that bad-mannered anemo wielder she supervises (you're definitely not jealous of the Hat Guy).
With that settled, it was time for you to go ahead and mend things, focusing on the individuals you had accidentally made prone to poorer luck.
You visited them all in secret, disguising your identity and fixing their life by avoiding or fixing disasters and the process was going smoothly until you find Kaveh. And holy moly. You haven't seen a mortal walking around so prone to bad fate in centuries... And often, it wouldn't be too long before they met their end. You knew that you would have to constantly supervise him to make sure he wouldn't die or end up being scammed.
You care for all of your constituents, but Kaveh is a special case. He is genuinely kind and a good guy to a fault- he is unfortunately too gullible! Many a time you find yourself laughing at the situations he would nearly get himself in, only nearly due to your intervention, of course.
You decide you should go and check on Kaveh after a busy but fun afternoon full of Aranara visits, closing your eyes and honing your archonic senses to find him. Whenever an archon grants someone their vision, there is a tiny, tiny part of the archon's divinity that is implanted within it, making it easier for an archon to track and find their Vision bearer. Location pinpointed, you quickly teleport to him, looking above his head where it showed a darkening clover 🍀, indicating that bad luck was starting to form for Kaveh, who is currently walking through the Grand Bazaar.
Suddenly, a child in front of Kaveh drops a large round Sunsettia, and Kaveh steps on it, squashing it underneath his foot.
"Whoaaa!" Kaveh's voice warbles as he attempts to balance himself, but ends up slipping on the slick juice produced by the fruit, sending him flying forward, briefcase and all.
"Oh shoot," you mutter quickly, stress coursing through your veins.
"Sorry, sorry!" Kaveh crashes into a small merchant stall, but with a quick twitch of your fingers and good luck sent his way, the damage is much more minimal than it would seem to be. Looks like you had good timing.
"Nothing was damaged, but if you really feel bad for the trouble, you can check out my wares..." The well-to-do merchant waves a hand adorned with various gold rings and bracelets over the table's offerings.
"Well! Looking won't be too much trouble!" Kaveh announced, giving a cursory glance at the table when he stops, eyeing something. You move closer, making sure you're still invisible while you look.
"Oh! Do you like this, sir? You have a good eye, indeed!" A merchant boasts, holding up a clearly fake bracelet up to a clearly interested Kaveh.
"Yes... But how much is it?" Kaveh cautiously asks, eyes locked on the bracelet.
"Oh, for you? Only 20,000 Mora!" The merchant grins, a cunning smile that flashes gold-tipped canines. This guy's definitely a skilled conman.
"What!? That's too much!" Kaveh squawks, waving his hand and moving to visit another stall, but the merchant stops him.
"Oh, I understand that the asking price may seem high, but this is one piece from a collection specially made from Clearwater Jade, freshly imported from Chenyu Vale in Liyue! Such fine material and craftsmanship would go for at least four times the asking price normally!" The merchant continues, making Kaveh stop in his tracks. Seeing that he's getting through to Kaveh, the merchant decides to deliver the finishing blow.
"Please, sir! I have three hungry children at home, and if I don't sell something today, we won't be able to eat!" The merchant wails, putting his hands on his face in such a bad performance that you can't hold back a short laugh. You know this guy doesn't have any kids, he could just quickly tell that Kaveh has a bleeding heart, and the dark clover pops up above Kaveh's head again.
"Well..." Kaveh frowns, brows furrowing in obvious sympathy, and picks up the bracelet again. His hand reaches for his Mora pouch, and that's when you decide to intervene, wiggling your finger at the merchant, and suddenly the merchant's table crashes to the ground inexplicably so, sending all of the "premium" jewelry except the one in Kaveh's hand crashing to the ground, breaking on contact.
"No!" The merchant yells in horror.
"Wait!" Kaveh gasps, "This isn't Clearwater Jade!" and poor sweet Kaveh, the fact that this is all he realizes is enough to make you laugh.
"Of course it isn't, you idiot! Go away! You bring bad luck with you!" The merchant angrily shoos Kaveh from his stall. Without further interference from you, the darkening clover 🍀 disappears from Kaveh's head and instead one appears above the merchant's. Balance!
"But wait, your bracelet-" Kaveh tries to give it back but the merchant, clucking over his ruined jewelry, pays him no mind.
"Keep it! Take it with you!" The merchant yells and Kaveh, dumbfounded, walks away, bracelet in hand as you laugh and turn away, deciding that's enough of monitoring Kaveh for the day.
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"Hmm?" Kaveh turns around, feeling like he hears laughter. Unbeknownst to you, your disguise slips just for a second and Kaveh spots your floating back, a flash of green and his eyes go wide.
"Hey!" He shouts out in reflex, but you're gone, quickly teleporting to your abode.
"Did I just see Greater Lord Y/N?" Kaveh asks himself, before shaking his head, and taking a deep breath.
"Must've imagined it," he mutters, resolving to go home and take a long deserved nap. The stress of his new commission must be getting to him, he resolves before heading home.
//
"Whew! That was a close one!" You breathe to yourself, resolving to be sneakier next time.
And you are! You continue to help Kaveh out in random moments over the next couple of weeks, making sure to stay invisible the entire time but Kaveh's being odd.
Sometimes, after you intervene, he will look right in your direction for a few seconds, and if you weren't certain you were invisible, you'd think he's staring straight at you, before he goes about his day.
//
Lately, things have been going... surprisingly well for Kaveh. It's odd, almost, and in ways that always seem coincidental.
Just the other day a pail of water was falling off a roof above him while he was walking underneath but he was pushed out of the way by a strong force right in the nick of time. And on a different day when he intended to donate a hefty chunk of Mora to a charity for needy children, Cyno and other Mahamatras suddenly interrupted and surrounded the charity spokesperson he was speaking with. They then outed the supposed spokesperson as an experienced conman who's been grifting innocent Sumerans, saving Kaveh from wasting his money.
He's been really lucky lately, and although he hasn't hallucinated seeing Greater Lord Y/N again ever since that day where he almost bought cheap knockoff jewelry from that shady merchant, he has noticed something. Sometimes, on the days when Kaveh avoids disaster, he notices that the air around him seems a little... blurrier, even?
And Kaveh definitely doesn't think that one of the two archons running Sumeru is spending their time following him around but... He recently visited the House of Daena, (on a whim, of course!) and found a biographic scroll labeled Divine Encounters, in which an ancient explorer recounted her encounters with the Sumeran archons. The explorer had claimed that moments before the archons had revealed themselves to her, the air around her had appeared blurry!
But. It all feels very much like whimsical thinking, so Kaveh tries to think of a more reasonable explanation. When he fails to find one, he decides to go the most rational (and annoying) person he knows, Alhaitham.
"I'm telling you, something is going on, Haitham," Kaveh insists to his roommate who was lounging on a daybed and reading a book. "And I keep feeling some sort of presence, it's like- no, it can't be. What do you think of what I told you so far?"
"Hmm," is all his counterpart thoughtfully offers, turning a page of his book.
"What!? Is 'hmm' all you have to say when I come to you with a crisis?" Kaveh huffs, and Alhaitham sighs loudly and places his book down.
"It seems like you've already reached a conclusion that you're hesitant to accept as the possible explanation, by which you're doing yourself a disservice," Alhaitham dryly responds, and Kaveh frowns.
"But the reason I think things have been going well for me- it just wouldn't make sense!" Kaveh explains in an exasperated manner.
"Well. When you have eliminated the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth, Kaveh," Alhaitham drawls, and with that said, picks up his book and turns so that he is facing the other way, clearly done with the conversation. Always straight to the point but also such a drama king! Kaveh shakes his head in exasperation, but he's already considering Alhaitham's words.
Strictly speaking, it's not entirely impossible that Kaveh is being followed by an archon...
"But why would Greater Lord Y/N decide to focus on me?" Kaveh wonders aloud, putting his hands on his hips. He has to go back to the House of Daena; he has some studying to do. First- he has to find out where the Shrine for Greater Lord Y/N is located again, and second he needs to discover what the older archon likes. He's ashamed to admit it, but the last time he's offered an offering to either of the archons was in his early adolescence.
It isn't until Kaveh's already left that Alhaitham sits up straight in his chair, wide eyed, having actually processed what he just heard Kaveh say.
"Wait, what!? Greater Lord Y/N? Kaveh! What do you mean?" He uncharacteristically yells out, but Kaveh's already hurrying out the door.
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"Oh!" A rush goes throughout your body when you're in the middle of purifying a Withering Spot that had oddly made a reappearance, and your body glows with a vibrant green light. You feel like someone's just plugged you in, overflowing with energy, and that can only mean one thing. Someone's just made an offering to you!
It's not a rare occurrence, but it's certainly not a common one! You and Nahida both have shrines, but yours is a bit farther to reach from the city, closer to the Desert Region where many people avoid travelling through due to the blistering heat. You had previously made an agreement with the Hydro Archon in which she agreed to bestow her vision upon Sumeran individuals based in the desert so their lives would be a bit easier.
Excited and fully intending to go and extend a blessing on the faithful constituent, you rush to your shrine and to your pleasant surprise, you see Kaveh of all people there, kneeling near freshly lit incense. Around him is a bouquets of Padisarahs, and a ring of Henna Berries and what looked to be a small figurine of yourself, fashioned from a beautiful material. A rush goes throughout you at the gesture, and you float closer to him, cloaked in invisibility, because it appears you've caught him in the middle of speaking.
"And uh, I'm sorry for taking so long to come and make an offering, Greater Lord Y/N, but I hope you enjoy what I've brought along with me," Kaveh awkwardly prays, and you can't help but feel endeared by him.
"I do," you say aloud, making yourself visible to him and Kaveh shrieks, falling backwards onto his butt.
"AAHH! Y-you," Kaveh stutters, pointing at you, and you smile warmly at him.
"I'm sorry, Kaveh, I didn't mean to scare you," you apologize, floating down until you're standing next to him, offering him a hand.
Kaveh gapes at your hand for a moment before he gently takes it and uses it to right himself. You pretend not to notice how he grips the hand that touches you tightly with his other hand, or the fact that his hands are shaking. People do tend to be a bit reverent when in the presence of an archon, which is fine.
"Greater Lord Y/N knows my name..." Kaveh says aloud in wonder, a slight flush on his cheeks and you cock your head at him.
"Of course. I know everyone borne of Sumeru," you reply matter-of-factly, and Kaveh wilts a bit. You hate the sight of that so you quickly add, "But you are a special case. Not only have you made beautiful works such as the Palace of Alcazarzaray, but you also truly live up to your moniker of 'Light of Kshahrewar'. Within you is a kind soul that appears to... radiate, no matter where you go," you tell him truthfully.
"Oh," Kaveh replies in a breathy voice, flush growing more intense, and then hides his face in his hands, his shoulders shaking. You decide to elaborate. Maybe hearing this will be good for him.
"You try hard in everything you do, and you have not let the darkness of your misfortunes dim you. You're quite the individual, and I'm proud someone like you bears the vision my sister and I represent."
Kaveh remains silent this time, but this time he's taking in deep, shuddering breaths. You feel slight worry, because you did not intend to make him cry.
"Kaveh?" You ask, nearing him, unsure of what's the matter.
"Th- thank you for saying that," Kaveh replies, voice sounding a bit throaty, "I just. I just need a moment," so you nod and gently put a hand on his shoulder, patting it once before leaving it there. A little bit of comfort can go a long way. You think you feel him shiver under your hand, but you're uncertain seeing as how his shoulders were shaking previously.
"Of course. Take your time, I just wanted to come and see who was leaving me an offering," you softly reply, "It's been a while since I received gifts so thoughtful." You bend over and pick up the small statue he made of you, a smile forming naturally on your face.
"I'm glad you like it," Kaveh says bashfully, "I wanted to add something of my own to your offerings. Forgive its rough appearance, I only had wood at my disposal."
"Nonsense; it's perfect, and I will be taking it with me. Well done, Kaveh," you praise, and goosebumps rise on his arms, but you don't notice that.
"Thank you," he says shyly, before blurting out, "for the compliment! But also for everything else you've done for me, and I guess the rest of Sumeru..." He finishes awkwardly, and you laugh.
"It is my duty and pleasure," you say, locking eyes with him, "and now, I shall extend a small blessing of luck upon you in exchange for your sign of devotion today." No darkening clover 🍀 exists above his head, but you intend to reward him in the small way you can.
Warmth rushes over Kaveh, just for a second, and his eyes naturally slip close before he snaps them back open. You are already beginning to levitate, intention to leave clearly made.
"Before you go, forgive my impudence at the implications of this, but have you been..." Kaveh trails off, the last few words of his sentence sounding garbled.
"I'm sorry, what did you say?" You ask, and Kaveh's face blanks in panic.
"Forgive me for being presumptuous!" Kaveh quickly falls to his knees and raises his hands, bowing his head, and you can't help but laugh, not unkindly.
"No, that's not it, I genuinely couldn't make out what you were saying," you explain, and Kaveh raises his head, mouth forming an "o".
"Well, I had asked if you..." Kaveh takes a deep breath, standing up but avoiding eye contact, "had been following me the past couple of weeks."
"Ah," you chuckle. So he did spot you! "Yes, I have!" You confirm, full of mirth, and Kaveh looks up at you, shocked. Feeling like this was a good place to end the conversation, you levitated up into the air.
"Safe travels, Kaveh! I'll be watching!" With a twitch of your finger, you order an extra bit of good luck his way, in addition to the blessing, just to be safe. And with that, you teleport away, feeling quite good about the encounter.
//
Kaveh returns home, feeling like a large burden has been lifted off of his shoulders.
So who does Kaveh really have in the end? Sure, his achievements have endured that people flock to him, but it's always on a level that feels very superficial. His relationships never last long, he and his friends never have time to meet, and the person he sees the most seems to care for him and resent him near simultaneously and it's. It's too much to bear.
Ever since the death of his father which he felt partially responsible for, Kaveh has tried his hardest to be someone worthwhile, do something amazing. It's part of why he decided to become an architect, because he wanted to create something people would enjoy and also something he would be remembered for. It's a redemption, of sorts.
His father had died partaking in an event he only participated in in order to impress Kaveh. Then his mother, who couldn't deal with her grief or the depressing situation, moved out of their house to start a new life, leaving him behind, alone. His family name is no longer tinged with tragedy, instead overshadowed by Kaveh's achievements but in the end... Kaveh's mother never returned to Sumeru. She barely even responds to his letters.
Bad things happen to bad people and good things happen to good people, right?
So Kaveh tries to be good.
He smiles, he doesn't hold grudges. He lives and lets live. He gives people chance after chance. He donates to charities and saves animals that are distressed and he gives away his lunch to the hungry and he'll listen to other people's stories. He always gives his commissioners 110% of his effort when crafting for them, even if he disagrees with their vision. He waves to people who refer to him as the "Light" and always gives time and advice to his juniors who look at him with stars in their eyes. He bears it with a smile when he finds out he's been tricked once again or learns that the funding for one of his proposed projects has once again fallen through.
And it pays off! Yes, he lost his house and swims in debt higher than his neck, but now he lives with a roommate? friend? person who obviously cares for him, even if they critique him and every situation he gets himself into. And no, he does not think of the possibility that underneath all of the threats of being kicked out, Alhaitham may one day choose to leave him behind as well. (Kaveh would never admit it but he would be devastated).
He barely manages to keep on going, especially when times are rough, but today? Today proves it is all worth it.
To be recognized, and by an archon like you, it's- euphoric. Elation runs through his veins, makes him giddy in the most senseless of ways. His heart beats fast in his chest, and even his body on a whole, feels ten times lighter than it had before.
The Sumeru Archons rarely make their presence known to anyone- in the past, they had only materialized in front of their most devout worshippers, or those who had made great achievements- heroes, explorers, warriors, like the Traveler! And now Kaveh, of all people, joins that group, met by-
You! Greater Lord Y/N! You, who had touched him, comforted him, praised him- who had seen through the barrier he puts up and had spoken words that had comforted his troubled soul- you are worthy of all the reverence Kaveh can give!
He's- he's shaking, overwhelmed by your magnitude. To have it confirmed that you really were stepping in and interfering with his life to make things easier for him- it, it feels so good. To know that he's under your protection. To know that he doesn't have to worry as much. To know that you care. And Kaveh knows he has people that care about him in his life, but it doesn't feel anything like this, nowhere close to having the attention of a God upon him.
Kaveh passes by Alhaitham in a daze, who gives him a once over and then takes off his headphones.
"Are you sick? You don't look well," Alhaitham says in a blunt manner, and normally Kaveh would feel some sort of way about Alhaitham's choice of wording, but no, not today.
"I just need to be alone right now," Kaveh answers, and Alhaitham stares at him in the Alhaitham way before nodding and putting his headphones back on.
Kaveh walks to his room, and immediately upon re-entering his room, he sees the book he had rented from the House of Daena all about you open on his bed. The page he had left it on had a picture that did not capture you and your features well, but is enough to make his heart race once more.
He instantly recounts details of your encounter with him, turning them over in his head, letting emotions flow over him.
Kaveh shivers again, and desperately tries to regain his composure. There's a burning heat in his chest, and he oddly feels as if he's about to cry at any moment or jump for joy. His stomach is doing its own thing with somersaults, and his hands won't stop trembling. He stumbles on shaky legs to sit on his bed, and decides to try and express what he's feeling, hoping you can feel how genuine he is.
"Greater Lord Y/N, thank you. Thank you," He stumbles through his words, "I- no, this humble servant thanks you for your kindness shown. I won't forget; I won't."
With that said, he gets up and goes to his desk, beginning to work on another figurine of you, similar to the one he had made as an offering, this one will be just for him... for reasons that don't have to be disclosed. He wants to have a version of you he can see and feel and touch, all to himself. When he's done crafting it, he looks around guiltily and hopes you're not watching when he gently kisses the figurine's head. Just by holding it, he feels a sense of excitement, and an idea starts to take hold.
He needs to get started.
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Sometimes, when Kaveh is taking a break from his new project, he remembers meeting you in that shrine, the kind and patient way with which you had spoken to him, the smile you had given him and it just, does things to him. Things he'll never say aloud and things he'll never act on because at the end of the day he is a mere mortal and you are an Archon, but if you weren't?
He'd worship you everyday in the most intimate of ways. Never a day would go by without Kaveh showing you how much you mean to him. He would give you anything you wanted, even if it meant his ruin, but he knew you were too kind to ever lead him down that path. (But he definitely wanted you to ruin him. Or do whatever you wanted to him, really).
But that's not what's important now! He has to finish this project that would let you know how deeply he cares for you and increase Sumeru's awareness!
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Over the next two weeks, every time you check Kaveh's location with the intention of helping him out, you find that he's at home, where fate typically does not have a chance to become worse. But on the third week, you finally see that he's out, near the Palace of Alcazarzaray, and you decide you'll pop in on him and have a look at his fate.
Suddenly, you feel a rush run through you this time, but it's much stronger than when a person gives offerings, it's- you squeeze your eyes shut, acknowledgement and gratitude from people, multiple people, and Celestia above, it feels good! You haven't felt this way in a while especially since there has been a festival in your honor for quite a while, so to feel it again and so randomly picks up your mood.
It doesn't appear to be coming from your shrine so you go and let the feeling guide you to wherever the source is, and when you do, you find that you're in the very center of Palace of Alcazarzaray, the large splendid fountain has had its multilayer spout replaced by a large, beautiful statue of you with a plaque that read, "In honor of Greater Lord Y/N, who watches over us".
To the side of it stands Kaveh, obviously the inventor, with a proud smile and bags under his eyes, and although a crowd of people stands there clapping, he seems to be expectant of someone or something, searching the crowd with his eyes.
While you don't like public appearance, you are indeed very pleased with his work and intend to reward him for it in a very public way. Ensuring that you are disguised, you point a finger at the statue, and vines and flora of all different kinds begin to crawl all over the statue in a sheer layer where Kaveh's work could still be seen underneath.
"What? What is happening?" A confused man asks.
"I've never seen transparent flowers!" A woman gasps.
"Amazing! Did you design this function?" A person asks Kaveh, who seems at a loss for words.
Deciding to make your presence a little more clear, lotuses (which signify luck) and padisarahs lift themselves from the ground and come up in the air, intertwining themselves, until they form a beautiful, elaborate flower crown that floats through the air and places itself on Kaveh's head, who still looks shocked. The crowd erupts into noise.
"Oh my Archons!" A person cries out before they outright faint.
"Look! The Lotuses! It must be Greater Lord Y/N! He must be pleased with Kaveh's work!"
"An archon is here!" The crowd drops to their knees, even more acknowledgement and wonder and gratitude is sent your way and you laugh and clap your hands, sprinkling good fate here and there onto them.
For all who are present, clovers drift down from the sky and people reach out to grab them. But for Kaveh, you point at his right wrist and there, a clover and lotus sigil is branded. For he is your favorite, and you genuinely do care for him.
"Thank you," you float over and speak into his ear and Kaveh squeaks, hand going up to his ear and you laugh at his endearing reaction.
"Of course, it was no trouble for me. It's worth it if it's for you," Kaveh says sweetly, and you don't have time to process how you feel about such a statement before someone shouts, "Let's honor Greater Lord Y/N tonight!"
Word quickly spreads and there's a large nation-wide celebration that night in your honor, and it is one of the best nights you had in centuries. Nahida even takes part in the festivities, although many do not know her real identity, while you choose to stay hidden.
You sneak food off plates while people don't look and take sips from people's glasses. The wine is sweet and pungent and it's strong and it's so, so good. You follow Kaveh around as he jovially interacts with people, and every now and then Kaveh will look up to where you're disguised and smile, and you smile back even though you know he can't see it.
Kaveh steps away from the hustle and bustle onto a quiet, deserted street.
"Uh, Greater Lord Y/N? Would you mind coming out for a bit?" Kaveh asks nervously, and you look around, before doing as he asks.
"Yes, Kaveh?" You ask, from behind him, and Kaveh jumps, accidentally bumping into you.
"Oh! Sweet archons, I didn't expect that to work or for you to be so close-" Kaveh rambles, but all you can focus on is that from this close, he smells like the sweet, spiced wine that's been mulled from henna berries. The same type that you and him have been drinking all night.
"I didn't mean to startle you. You asked for me to appear. May I know why?" You ask calmly, and Kaveh slowly blinks at you, before looking down bashfully.
"I want- I want," Kaveh wrings his hands, and you place one of your own on top of his.
"Tell me," you order gently, and Kaveh looks at you and nods. In the space of a second, there's a sort of charged energy between the two of you, and it feels good, hypnotic even.
"Can I kiss you?" Kaveh asks demurely, leaning into your space and he's looking at you so hopefully and wantonly that you automatically say, "You shall," before you even remember what a 'kiss' is.
Kaveh pushes himself closer, and you leave yourself open and patient, feeling his lips and nose brush against yours and the sensation of it is so small and compact, yet enough to make tiny sparks go over your body. And maybe things are going too fast and yes you've only spoken to him once but you know Kaveh.
Plus- it's been so, so long since you've felt this way.
There's a thousand reasons you shouldn't but you lean closer, and press your lips against his once more, hand going to his jaw as you decide to go for a "real" kiss this time, and Kaveh kisses you back just as deeply. It's wet and passionate and slick and a thousand emotions you've forgotten since your the beginning of your archonhood. It's good and you want more.
You don't notice Kaveh's hands digging tightly into your clothes and if you had Nahida's ability, you would've known that all Kaveh was thinking was, "Finally yours."
//
"Aaaand look, Haitham, he even branded me! That means I'm spesha- special!" Kaveh slurs as Alhaitham tiredly helps him into his room on socked feet.
"Yes, very good, Kaveh," Alhaitham dryly replies, taking off Kaveh's flower crown and placing it onto the table and Kaveh frowns.
"Don't be like that! This is a good thing for me, this means everything to me! We're together, you know," Kaveh fires back and Alhaitham rolls his eyes.
"Yes, yes, whatever you say. The bucket's near you bed in case you need it. Night," Alhaitham quickly dumps him on the bed and leaves the room, and Kaveh cuddles into his bedsheets.
The next morning, Kaveh's eyes snap open.
"Did I really- did we? No, that must've been a dream!" Kaveh can't wrap his mind around last night, it seems that he dreamed that you and him kissed! What a wild thing to think!
He goes to brush a hand through his hair and get it out of his face when his hand comes into contact with something soft, and velvety.
He pulls his hand back and in it, is a flower, different from the wreath on his bed, and on it is written, "See you soon, love. Safe travels, I'll be watching <3- Y/N."
Kaveh opens his mouth and screams.
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The End
Note: if you read this far, thanks, (because this turned out way longer than it was supposed to be) But ofc. I love Kaveh! If this was more sexual let's just say Kaveh would've left more than figurines at Y/N's shrine iykyk that's all!!
A few extra headcanons:
Kaveh definitely gets himself into troubling situations so you can come and save him from his fate. It reassures him that you really do care for him.
Every day you make a different flower bloom in Kaveh's hair. he has no problem showing it off to people. He needs everyone to know that he's your favorite, not them.
He still leaves offerings at your shrine on a regular basis, but he'd rather offer his body up instead...
Late into your relationship he'll try to convince you to: a) either try out mortality b) make him live forever- if these don't work, he'll *hypothetically* get to work with Mehrak on a device that could trap/hold an archon so be carefulllll, reader
He goes to sleep holding the figurines he's made of you
Reader is not weirded out by Kaveh. Considers him "really devoted" because archons must've had crazy fans before so
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Hello! I have an absolute weakness for like protective men. Like I've been thinking too much about Tan being a protective hubby even when he is undercover. Like reader is on the job with him but he just can't help but step in even if it costs the mission. So ya know if you needed an excuse to write something like this (or just use this as an inspo for something unrelated) then have fun, but no pressure of course!!
Have a great day, you deserve it <3
hii!! oh yeah me too, real big thing for that. I had too many ideas and I feel like id break my brain trying to write this as a fic, so I’ll give you my thoughts if that’s okay? and I feel like you’re an anon that messaged in recently (I think it’s the last line) have a lovely day angel! hope you like it💌
TAN BEING PROTECTIVE IN THE FIELD.
— your marriage would get in the way during missions and it would often make you both forget the task at hand. far too concerned with the welfare and safety of the other and it would always come above the mission 
— he'd have to remind himself that when you're undercover, that you don't know each other. but he'd always find you within the crowd, keeping a keen eye on you. the second he thinks he spots something fishy, he's pushing his way over to you. but usually it's nothing to be worried about and he'd give up his disguise over nothing
— he'd much rather be safe than sorry when it comes to you
— he would find any excuse to be close to you when undercover. as close as he can get without compromising the assignment !!
— he'd arrange a signal with you or some kind of call or safe word 
— he's so concerned with you that he often forgets he needs to be on the lookout for himself. he's too occupied with you 
— he's strict about rules when you're in the field - never take a drink from someone (decline kindly as not to bring attention. or hold it but don't drink it) never leave the room without notifying one of the twins, never join a swarm of people (it's too easy for someone to give you something (like an injection, patch idk)) to trust your gut, don't be too proud to ask for help, have one of the twins in your eye line at all times
— he knows he comes across as paranoid, but it all comes from a good place. he's excessive, but when it comes to your safety, nothing is ever enough
— he forgets you know what you're doing and can protect and fight for yourself. he just cares too much and wants to be the one to help you, even though you can do it yourself
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apolladay · 3 days
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Hello H! May i give myself the "name" 💜? If so, hi! Been a follower and lover of your blog for a while and I'm happy to see the asks are back open, because I loved seeing the anyone shenanigans. I hope you're doing well despite the rudeones and in general as well.
And to everyone; have a great day/week and Easter if you celebrate!
You may call yourself whatever you wish. I'm glad you like my little blog. And yes as much as the negative anons can be tiresome, I do enjoy the fun ones. I know not everyone who follows appreciates me answering non poll things but I love the interaction and it's my blog so that's that.
Thanks 💜
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hwiyoungies · 2 years
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love people that create, love people that share their creations, love people that go insane and make so many gifsets of a thing they love, love people that keep this website and its different communities alive, love people that keep creating despite the lack of notes because they just want to share the things they love
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scrambledmeggys · 1 year
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Why do I want to hug all of you? I'm the worst at social cues and now I want to snuggle up on the skeletons and give them scratches.
I also want to make you cookies. How? Why?
I'm sure they will all appreciate the hugs and affection <3 <3
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ALSO COOKIES??? WHERE???-
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weenwrites · 3 months
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pre-dating hcs of tfp smokescreen and wheeljack (separate) with a shy/awkward human charge, what would both make of them, how long would it take for their relationship to progress, and how would the confession happen? 🙏 thanks for the food  
✎ A/N: Here you go! Hope you enjoy it ˆˆ
[ Please do not repost, plagiarize, or use my writing for AI! Translating my work with proper credit is acceptable, but please ask first! ]
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Smokescreen
He's so smitten with his crush that his view on you is actually a bit skewed and biased. He thinks you're one of the best people in the world and he'd enjoy hanging around you whenever he gets the chance.
He's so eager to prove himself to you that he rushes head-first into things at times to try and impress you. He stumbles here and there at first, but when he gains his footing and calms down a little more, he pulls off rather impressive feats to try and catch your attention and your praise. Now of course he doesn't want to seem too desperate or anything that would make him seem unappealing to you, so of course he tries to play it carefully and make it seem like he isn't trying too hard to vie for your attention... It's a fine line, and he's not too sure how to try and reach that perfect "middle zone".
Smokescreen's typically the kind of person to take initiative, sure, but when it comes to you he's at a complete loss on where in your relationship he should go ahead and ask you out on a date, and he agonizes over these things for days on end. Whenever he looks back on times you've spent together in the past, he'll sometimes mutter to himself all about how "that was the perfect moment! Why didn't I take it?!" and "ugh... I should've confessed to them then..."
When he thinks he's mustered the courage to, he tries to do it at the pinnacle of an impromptu "date" when you're both having the times of your lives. But even then, it's hard for him to even begin saying anything, and he doubts whether he should be mentioning it at this time specifically, but he's gotten this far... so... he should do it! He should take this chance while he still can!
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Wheeljack
He thinks you're cool in his eyes, regardless of whether you are or aren't. He has a tendency to treat you like a partner in crime of sorts. He'll take you out to go do something fun, but it's also probably something dangerous. But if that isn't your cup of tea, then he'd settle for just sticking around you and talking.
While he's pining for you, he doesn't actually treat you all that differently, nor does he act too differently either. He's still pretty chill and casual around you, and the only difference is that he wants to hang out with you more. As a result it's not too clear that he like-likes you. And if you're sorta the same, then your relationship will take quite some time to progress since he's trying to guess if he has any sort of chance with you, but he can't find any signs.
He's not afraid to pop the question... Well... Maybe he's a bit afraid... But he's willing to take whatever answer you give him, no matter how bad it is. So he finally bursts the bubble one day. It's not during any special moment the two of you are spending together, or anything like that. It's just on a normal day while you're both hanging out. He drops it so casually that it sounds like he isn't nervous in the slightest, but if you were to listen more carefully to the way he says it, and pay more attention to the look on his face and the glint in his eyes, or the way he's wringing his hands... He's nervous.
He gets what it's like to long for the way things were, and he's worried that if you don't feel the same way, he'll be left wishing for that same old feeling of friendship between the two of you. But much to his relief, you feel the exact same way, so he doesn't worry about that for long.
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Good day/evening!
Sorry for the long post, but I was wondering what your opinion is on whether BSD is critical about law enforcement? I saw people on twt saying that BSD is a story that is critical abt the government, and that the Hunting Dogs (especially Jouno) proves Asagiri has criticisms of police.
But personally I disagree since BSD also has positive depictions of police, like Ranpo's friend. And a major plot point was relying on 'good officers' to turn against the 'bad ones' when it comes to believing the ADA. There's also the way the ADA is also a law enforcement agency (albeit a privately owned one). And the way Fukuchi is an antagonist not because he is a member of the military but instead secretly a terrorist. Jouno explicitly bringing up police brutality is probably the best evidence that bsd is critical of police, but it's also the same chapter where he fought against the real antagonist Fukuchi, sort of giving him a redemption (and also Tetcho saying Jouno is actually good)
I guess I'm cynical about whether BSD is really as critical as people believe. But I liked your previous posts on BSD's treatment of female characters and nationalism, so I wanted to hear your thoughts on this too
Have a great day!
Hello, thank you for your question! I need to preface this by saying that I'm not an expert on the subject, so please forgive me - and feel free to correct me - if anything I say is misguided by possible misconceptions I may have internalized.
For the most part, Anon, I must agree with you. The first time I read the take about bsd beingcritical of police brutality - if I remember correctly, it was from a screenshot from Twitter that made some rounds here when chapter 100.5 was released -, I thought it was a huge case of erroneous recontextualization. Very likely, it was coming from an usamerican person projecting a very usamerican issue to a book that is not american, nor destined to an american audience, nor intended to make of american issues its focus. Not saying police brutality is a phenomenon exclusive to the usa, but, as far as my limited knowledge goes, it definitely isn't in Japan to an extent that goes close to what it's like in the usa (it's also a phenomenon deeply rooted in a kind of racism Japan simply wouldn't have the chance to know, because Japanese society doesn't know the kind of multiethnicism that is present in the usa).
I don't think bsd is, at least intentionally, critical of any police or military structure. You already pointed all the most relevant arguments on why it isn't: most police officers are usually framed sympathetically (hell, even when they are criminals they're framed sympathetically, see chapter 6 (although there the criminal being an officer was more of a coincidence than anything) ), a good chunk of police is supporting the main cast by now, and even the part that isn't isn't doing so because they're police specifically, but rather because the whole world think they're terrorists due to reality-rewriting powers of this magic book™. About the Hunting Dogs, at first they were introduced in a mostly villainous light; but, now that we got to know them, they hardly use as critic of military police. Tetchou is undoubtedly honourable and just. Teruko has been established to always be putting civilians safety before anything (chapter 75), and it's also stated that despite her methods she helped drastically decrease criminality (can't remember where for the love of me but it's there somewhere). Tachihara has always been a character that is vastly sympathetic to the audience, and by now his loyalty doesn't even lie with the government anymore so I don't think I need to get to him. About Jouno, I think a point was made even before his redemption: Jouno is not military. I mean, he may wear the uniform, but as stated in chapter 93 he was recluted by Fukuchi appositely because he was a criminal, and he was never supposed to become a rightful paladin; the fact that he ended up being one is but a mere unintentional coincidence, and even then he isn't there to be representative of military police, nor is his sadism. I'm not counting Fukuchi as military because his loyalty clearly belongs to the cause / the doa, but let's take a moment to acknowledge how ironic it is that he's also the only character who openly crticicizes the military system, and he's the big villain.
I don't think bsd is critical of law enforcement or government (Special Division for Unusual Powers is framed positively and, as you mentioned, the ada itself is an organization affiliate to the government); if anything, I think the military and police systems in bsd are once again expressions of bsd's main core, that there's nothing completely good or completely bad, and just like people constantly oscillate between the two, law enforcement structures also have both valorous and corrupt members in their ranks.
Also like, peoples, bsd is kinda right wing, and right wing is historically very close and supportive of military circles (see, for example, how fascism goes hand in hand with military imaginary). The biggest enemy of the biggest arc in bsd so far is literally an anarchist who among other things vastly criticizes the military system, so take that as you will. I feel like the overall implicit take away of this arc will be “it's true that law enforcement agencies do horrible things, but we must accept it because it's necessary to mantain peace and stability”, but feel free to disagree with me on this.
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coquelicoq · 2 days
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hello i hope you're having a very good day. can i have some bad advice about school? i am in college and we are far into the semester and i simply do not understand what's going on anymore. i have a quiz tomorrow, what should i do?
is this quiz going to be graded on a curve? if so, sabotage that shit. if your professor is old, get one of those devices that makes a high-pitched sound that only youth can hear. if your professor is not old or you don't have access to such a device, that's okay, you don't need to study tonight. spend that time brainstorming sabotage ideas instead.
but let's say sabotage isn't an option. if it's just a question of memorizing material, set it to music. ideally "alice's restaurant" by arlo guthrie. you could also sleep with your textbook under your pillow, but if it's at all thick your neck will not be thanking you in the morning.
it sounds like memorization isn't really your problem, though. in that case, i think what you need to do is find a way to make the material into a story with fictional characters you care about. i don't know what the subject is, but surely all comprehension is is making visible the relations between elements. what i'm saying is find a way to be a shipper about it.
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searidings · 2 years
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if you're still in the market for a weird and wacky prompt to get you over writer's block please humbly consider this: epistolary fic <3
(also on ao3)
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help
oh god oh rao please
i can't i can't not here not again
someone please there has to be someone i can't be alone here i can't be alone again
alex lena please j’onn brainy nia eliza
jeremiah kal lois james winn somebody anybody please i have to
go back i have to go back they need me they need supergirl i need them
i need help i need
anybody
please
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help i don't know why i keep saying that no one is coming no one is
no one is here there is only
cold and me
and phantoms i thought
i was done with this place i thought i had escaped i thought i would never
come back
krypton earth home gone why are there so many
goodbyes
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help if i keep talking got to keep talking it will help can't stop talking
gonna lose it come on kara
keep talking
keep walking find shelter
that's all you have to do kara come on
before it gets dark it's always dark ok before it gets more dark
before they come
there's a cave ok ok keep talking keep walking god
it's so cold thank
rao for this suit thank rao
for lena
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help me god if i can't get this fire going so help me
where's
some friendly laser vision when you need it hm i can't
do this as a human i can't
do this at all i can't
fuck there ok yes ok
flames
are humans
this cold on earth or is it just
this fucking place
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help if i could just find a weapon just
like a really big stick not that there's
any trees
rao
this is so weird
i don't find weapons i am weapons
well not here ok not
helpful kara let's think about this logically what would alex do
w-w-a-d i should get that on a bracelet or maybe like
on a gun
ok no sticks but what about ok yes here perfect look at that
come at me phantoms i dare you to come at me now me and my big
fucking rock
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help it if i like to talk to myself i honestly don't think it's that
weird no matter what alex says like i
live on my own so who else am i gonna talk to at three in the morning i
have a lot to say and you
know what alex when i look around me i can see rocks and rocks and more
fucking rocks and maybe if i'm lucky there'll be a phantom
just to really
add some spice to my day
night perpetual darkness
thing ok alex mine is the only voice
around for miles for eons for millennia so
if i want to talk to anybody it's
going to have to be me
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help you'd think i would get tired of screaming
for help and yet
i can't seem
to stop
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help i need somebody help not just
anybody help i need someone
help
when i was younger so much younger than today duh duh duh
never needed no one's help in any way
but now these something something dah dah dah duh ok guess
that's my limit on the beatles huh ok what's
next what about
a little bruce springsteen if
anyone knows about dancing in the dark it's bruce ok i'm
not dancing but fuck if it isn't
dark so
here we go
duh duh duh duh duh
duh duh duh duh duh duh duh duh
i get up in the evening and i ain't got
nothing to say
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help and compassion for all hope help and compassion for all hope
help and compassion for all hope
help and god brainy was
right i do sound like a girl scout
still hope
help and compassion for all hope help and compassion
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help please can't someone anyone
hear me isn't there
honestly isn't there
anyone else in this entire awful place how can that
be i know there is i know there must be my own
fucking mother sent people here as a day job so where the fuck
where are they all i need
people even criminals i just need to talk
to someone that isn't me i just need warmth i just need
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help me now that i've watched all those bear grylls things i guess i should
say thank you bear for
the survival tips if you can
call this survival not that
i've drunk my own pee yet but there's
still time so maybe this isn't rock
bottom yet though of course i am at the
bottom of
a lot of rocks ok
tough crowd you know
that joke would have killed with nia nal you just can't
find phantoms with a decent sense of
humour these days
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help please no i
please stop make it
stop i can't i'll do anything i won't
just please someone
make it stop hurting
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helpful not helpful we're not going to think like that we're going to
think positive because everything is going to be fine alex is
coming lena is coming our family is coming so keep it
together kara you know they would never
leave you here you know lena has probably invented ninety new devices
looking for you you know she and alex have teamed up you
know they're probably almost here already you
know they haven't forgotten you
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helping each other probably although honestly lena most likely
doesn't even need it if brainy's a twelfth level intellect lena must be like a
thirty-nine so she'll be here
she'll come
she always has before even
if it takes a while because
lena wouldn't leave me lena
would never let me go
lena wouldn't
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help to keep talking that's what kelly would say it'll help she'd
say so i'll keep talking so
i don't forget how to for when i go
home
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helping enough it's not
it's not
helping enough
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help myself but how i can't even walk now i can't move that
cliff must have been thirty feet and my ankle it's
shit it shouldn't turn that way ok think think
fuck it hurts but no focus think what would alex
do it's dislocated probably if there's no bloodflow that's
a problem shit fuck why is it
purple oh god i can't do that cracking thing alex
could do it i can't do it oh god oh rao please this is too
oh oh oh god ok focus pop it back in pop it back fuck
bloodflow you can do this come on come on come
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help is not
coming they're not here and even
if they're on their way it's going to be too
late i can't run now i can't even walk when the phantoms come i'm a
sitting duck rao i miss ducks i
can't believe how much i miss the sound of ducks what if
alex has to amputate my foot because i fucked up
popping it back in so bad that it's gone forever what if
alex never gets the chance
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helps a bit at least this suit is a
miracle lena is a miracle imagine
if i didn't have this to keep me warm imagine
if i hadn't had the helmet when i'd fallen my skull
would have made fast friends with the
bottom of that cliff and poof bye
bye kara
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help myself i just keep talking just
so that i can hear something something else
something other than the sound of the phantoms screaming
of me screaming my voice
is annoying but at least it's better
than that i'd like to hear one of brainy's puns right
now or j’onn's dad advice or nia's memes i'd
like to hear eliza say she loves me i'd like to hear alex
argue i'd like to hear lena
i'd like to hear lena
i'd like to just
anything but my own goddamn voice
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helps to retrace my steps repeat all the same words hey that
was it i heard it then ok what had i said
which word was the trigger i
heard it for sure that time
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help there it is again oh my god the word is
help of course the word is help kara you
are a grade-a dumbass of course if lena was going to build in a voice
command trigger word that word would be
help jesus christ you won't be winning any
prizes for intellect this year will you
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help
ok yes i heard it again what
is that like a tiny clicking sound what
does it mean alright think
like lena what would she have done the word
is help but what does help do
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help ok hello i know it's weird to start a message
with help but
in what has undoubtedly been the most interesting turn of
events since lex luthor blasted me into
this hellhole i have finally
finally figured out that you
lena luthor you
world-saving genius have installed some kind of voice activated command when
i say the word
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help
at least i can only assume that that's
what's happening since every time i say
help i hear a tiny little click which i have decided after
three days or possibly eons of investigation is most likely the
sound of a microphone clicking on to
record so now i just have
to figure out what it's recording
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help lena
lena are you hearing this is that what
you've set this suit up to do have you
set it up so that you can
hear me
probably not right at least probably
not here i don't imagine the cell service in the phantom
zone is all that great but i have to assume these recordings are
going somewhere right because that's what you'd do even
if you couldn't get to the messages yourself you'd have them
go somewhere
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help it still feels weird to start messages
to you like that now that i know that they are
messages to you at least i
hope they are but honestly
it's pretty apt you always did
know what you were doing because lena if
you can somehow hear this i really
could use your help
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<MESSAGE-TRANSCRIPT028[PARTIAL-RECOVERY//SPEECH-TO-TEXT-MODE::BASIC]::
help
so i was talking to you for ages and
ages just then before i realised that the
recordings probably don't go on forever right like the
microphone you put in my suit probably only records for
short periods if it's triggered by the word help it's
like a distress call an sos right so i think
i've just been talking when it hasn't been recording i
think it probably cut me
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<MESSAGE-TRANSCRIPT029[PARTIAL-RECOVERY//SPEECH-TO-TEXT-MODE::BASIC]::
help ok hello it's me again i have finally
i think managed to figure out your genius i
think the suit records for thirty seconds after i say the
word help i was counting one mississippi two
mississippi like alex used to make me and i think
i counted thirty mississippis lena before another
click which must be the microphone turning off so from
now on i'll try and keep my ramblings under thirty
::END-TRANSCRIPT>
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help
yes alright i didn't manage it that time i guess i
have a lot to say i know i know i never
shut up i bet you're laughing right now hearing this i
hope you're laughing i hope you're
hearing this i
guess you're not
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<MESSAGE-TRANSCRIPT031[PARTIAL-RECOVERY//SPEECH-TO-TEXT-MODE::BASIC]::
help
i guess it doesn't really matter though right because even
if you're not hearing me now which i don't see how you
could be then maybe you'll hear it one day knowing
your genius all this data is probably being backed up to a
server on the international space station or something
else equally bonkers and brilliant but really the reality doesn't matter as
long as i can feel like i'm talking to you that's good
enough for me
::END-TRANSCRIPT>
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<MESSAGE-TRANSCRIPT032[PARTIAL-RECOVERY//SPEECH-TO-TEXT-MODE::BASIC]::
help see i'm getting better at timing these
messages now i'm getting better at
everything i can't tell you how much it's
changed things being
able to talk to you lena it's
brought me back to life i think i know
that sounds dramatic but it's
true you have
and the thing
is that this is not the first time you've
saved me you know not
even close
::END-TRANSCRIPT>
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<MESSAGE-TRANSCRIPT032[PARTIAL-RECOVERY//SPEECH-TO-TEXT-MODE::BASIC]::
help so
today was a good
day not that there are days here and not that
anything is good but my
ankle is finally more fading blue than dark purple
black bruise which i am choosing to take as a sign that
it will probably not fall off and i have probably not crippled
myself for life though i do not think my
future lies in medicine somehow
::END-TRANSCRIPT>
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<MESSAGE-TRANSCRIPT033[PARTIAL-RECOVERY//SPEECH-TO-TEXT-MODE::BASIC]::
help and it was good because i did
not see a single phantom and because
i was thinking about
you for most of it and
your eyes and your hair and your hands and your
smile do not a bad day make not even now not
even here
::END-TRANSCRIPT>
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<MESSAGE-TRANSCRIPT034[PARTIAL-RECOVERY//SPEECH-TO-TEXT-MODE::BASIC]::
help
i've been wondering about the
specifics of this thing you've built in lena since
i have a lot of time to wonder here so
indulge me is my suit saving each one of these audio files in
perpetuity that
seems like it would take a lot of memory and i can't
find any sizeable chip in the helmet so does
it save as audio does it save only text hell is it
videoing me without me knowing i honestly couldn't tell is
it even saving anything at all am i
even being saved at all
::END-TRANSCRIPT>
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<MESSAGE-TRANSCRIPT035[PARTIAL-RECOVERY//SPEECH-TO-TEXT-MODE::BASIC]::
help
please the
phantoms they're
help really
help
if you're there i really
need help
::END-TRANSCRIPT>
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<MESSAGE-TRANSCRIPT036[PARTIAL-RECOVERY//SPEECH-TO-TEXT-MODE::BASIC]::
help
i couldn't speak this
time not for days i'm
sorry i haven't been here but i just
couldn't the phantoms the
the dreams they were so
i can't say it not even to
you some things are not
meant for words
::END-TRANSCRIPT>
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<MESSAGE-TRANSCRIPT037[PARTIAL-RECOVERY//SPEECH-TO-TEXT-MODE::BASIC]::
help i wonder if you're coming
lena i wonder where you are out
there i look for you in the sky you
know but the sky here isn't sky it's only grey and
nightmares so i look for
you in my heart instead because that's one
place i'll never lose you see that's
one place you'll always be
::END-TRANSCRIPT>
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<MESSAGE-TRANSCRIPT038[PARTIAL-RECOVERY//SPEECH-TO-TEXT-MODE::BASIC]::
help
today i am very
very
cold
::END-TRANSCRIPT>
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<MESSAGE-TRANSCRIPT039[PARTIAL-RECOVERY//SPEECH-TO-TEXT-MODE::BASIC]::
help i made a
fire again today first one in a
long time you would be proud i think that i haven't
given up not
completely the flames looked like
the amber of your hair in the sunshine and the
warmth felt like
your skin
::END-TRANSCRIPT>
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<MESSAGE-TRANSCRIPT039[PARTIAL-RECOVERY//SPEECH-TO-TEXT-MODE::BASIC]::
help
i like to think of you listening
to these messages like to imagine you snorting
and rolling your eyes because every time i say
help the way i should say hello
::END-TRANSCRIPT>
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<MESSAGE-TRANSCRIPT040[PARTIAL-RECOVERY//SPEECH-TO-TEXT-MODE::BASIC]::
help now i'm thinking of that dumb
awful john green movie nia made us watch that brainy sobbed at but
you hated it you said it was so cheesy especially that
one line that everybody quoted but now i can't stop
thinking that this is the perfect time so
lena maybe
help can be our always
::END-TRANSCRIPT>
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<MESSAGE-TRANSCRIPT041[PARTIAL-RECOVERY//SPEECH-TO-TEXT-MODE::BASIC]::
help
is that even right have i misremembered the
damn quote what's the original line maybe
okay can be our always is that it well
like you said at the time that isn't even that
romantic so maybe i should rework
it maybe i should use this new most common word in
my vocabulary to tell you what i really want to tell
you what really matters maybe
maybe i should say to you here and
now from the depths of this hellish phantom
zone lena luthor that maybe every time i say help i'm really
saying i love you because oh lena i
do
::END-TRANSCRIPT>
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<MESSAGE-TRANSCRIPT042[PARTIAL-RECOVERY//SPEECH-TO-TEXT-MODE::BASIC]::
help
it feels
a little strange to say that now even though i
have to say it to start the recording but also it's
not strange at all
things often aren't when
they're true so i'll say
it again and i'll keep saying it forever help
lena
help help help
::END-TRANSCRIPT>
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<MESSAGE-TRANSCRIPT043[PARTIAL-RECOVERY//SPEECH-TO-TEXT-MODE::BASIC]::
help i started salivating today thinking about pot
stickers i haven't eaten
anything in all the time i've been
here yet i'm still alive guess that's one more
fun trick of the phantom
zone when i get out of here the first thing i'm going
to eat is a pot sticker i started
this message by saying it but i'm going to end by saying
it again i love you lena and i
miss you
::END-TRANSCRIPT>
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<MESSAGE-TRANSCRIPT044[PARTIAL-RECOVERY//SPEECH-TO-TEXT-MODE::BASIC]::
help do you think that
if none of these messages ever make it to
you that the phantoms will play them over my
dead body and laugh at what a romantic
sap i've become
fodder for phantom jokes that's all that
i am now and honestly i think
that's alright
::END-TRANSCRIPT>
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<MESSAGE-TRANSCRIPT045[PARTIAL-RECOVERY//SPEECH-TO-TEXT-MODE::BASIC]::
help you know what i've been thinking i
would die before i put you through the hell that is
this place but honestly if you were
here i think it wouldn't be
so bad i don't think
anything could be not
if it had me
and you
::END-TRANSCRIPT>
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<MESSAGE-TRANSCRIPT046[PARTIAL-RECOVERY//SPEECH-TO-TEXT-MODE::BASIC]::
help today
the phantoms almost got me i think they're
getting colder when they come it's like i'm
frozen like there's no life left anywhere it's getting
harder to hope that you're
out there at all i've
been here for so long now have you
forgotten me i've nearly
forgotten me
::END-TRANSCRIPT>
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<MESSAGE-TRANSCRIPT047[PARTIAL-RECOVERY//SPEECH-TO-TEXT-MODE::BASIC]::
help talking to you
is the only time i talk at all now except
in the dreams those awful dreams when i
scream but even then my voice is getting so
weak i think maybe my throat is frozen maybe
i'm shutting down so i'll tell
you again now i can tell you the truth since you're
not here to hear it i
love you lena and i think i might be dying and it
feels like desolation and it feels
like peace
::END-TRANSCRIPT>
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<MESSAGE-TRANSCRIPT048[PARTIAL-RECOVERY//SPEECH-TO-TEXT-MODE::BASIC]::
help there's a
light in the sky not the light of the phantoms this one is
warmer it's brighter it looks
like the sun no no it looks like a
what is that what
it looks like oh my god is it a
ship it's a ship it could be you lena oh
god is it you
::END-TRANSCRIPT>
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<MESSAGE-TRANSCRIPT049[PARTIAL-RECOVERY//SPEECH-TO-TEXT-MODE::BASIC]::
help oh god oh god oh god if
this isn't you if this is just another dream another
illusion i can't take it i can't take this i
can't handle any more false
hope please don't let this be
false ok it's coming
closer it's coming i can hear it now this is
it this is really truly
::END-TRANSCRIPT>
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<MESSAGE-TRANSCRIPT050[PARTIAL-RECOVERY//SPEECH-TO-TEXT-MODE::BASIC]::
help shit fuck it's really oh
my god it's j’onn's ship it's you lena lena
lena it's you
of course it is of course
you're here of course you're going to save me you built
me a suit that will not let me die you
rigged up a broadcast that answers to the word
help so that you would always be able to come when
i called of course you did of course
it's you
::END-TRANSCRIPT>
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<MESSAGE-TRANSCRIPT051[PARTIAL-RECOVERY//SPEECH-TO-TEXT-MODE::BASIC]::
help me i knew you'd find me i knew you'd
save me oh lena oh god you feel so good you smell so
good oh shoot i'm
sorry there's snot on your shirt i don't
care you are you kidding me kara i don't care i don't
you're here you're really i'm here i'm here i
love you i know i heard
your messages you heard me yes they got through when we got
close i heard you kara i love you i love you
too so much oh rao i'm so happy you're here i'm
so happy we can finally say i love you instead of just
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<MESSAGE-TRANSCRIPT052[PARTIAL-RECOVERY//SPEECH-TO-TEXT-MODE::BASIC]::
help me god if you don't kiss me in the next
one second i'll start screaming so loud they'll hear
me in the next dimension say no
more sweetheart my god you're
so beautiful i've missed you so
much come here baby come here
::END-TRANSCRIPT>
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yamtaroh · 1 year
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art knowledge. hand it over. 🫴
/hj but fr im trying to get back into art, do you have any like. resources you'd recommend
hello!!!!!!! i don't use many resources but
line of action - gesture drawing
proko - fundamentals
not a resource but i think doing studies of art that you like is good too!
have fun!!!!! i backflip into the swamp and become bread
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enjolrasofficial · 1 year
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hi les mis anon from a while back here!!! not sure if u remember the ask i sent but i kept meaning to reply and kept forgetting haha but i just wanted to thank you for ur reply and i’d love to know if u have any les mis blog recs and how ur fic is coming along. hope u enjoyed the rec i sent and have a good day!
anon. "not sure if u remember my ask" darling. i literally thought about you today like hm. maybe i should make a post @ les mis anon to tell them that i thoroughly enjoyed the fic they recced me ? idk it's probably weird so i won't and then you messaged me ???? what are you? some kind of psychic? anyways thanks again for sending me that link reading les mis fic for the first time in a while really reminded me why i started writing mine in the first place which is why i'm currently at a cafe (not very actively) writing on it.
i don't really follow many les mis blogs either which is sad and i don't even know if there still exist any that only post about les mis but i'll take this as an opportunity to tag my lovely mutuals who i know are in the fandom and post about les mis at least occasionally (if y'all have any blog recs for this lovely anon (and me) pls feel free to @ them or if i forgot to mention anyone (which i definitely did) just @ yourself so anon and/or i can follow you) so here they are in no particular order @ophvlia @enjolraspermettendo @cumbercookiebatchs @protectcosette @juliensorelisoverparty @enjscurls @frhog @a-little-fall-of-pain @combe-ferres @captainenjolras @pumpkinspice-prouvaire @a-heart-full-of-dumb @lesbienj
i hope you have a wonderful day sweetheart and i hope i could help
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themeeplord · 1 year
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Happy bday!! Im too a little shy to say this to u directly but i wanted to do it anyways in anon
I have seen your artwork for a good while now and you've been a big inspo to me, i learned a lot from you too! you feel like the kindest person around and I'm so happy to see you in the dca fandom hehe :>
A- AAAAAH- ❤️❤️❤️
Thank you!! :'0
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Aaa you're melting my heart!! Learned stuff from me!? Wha! I'm so happy to hear that!! :'3
A-!! Thank youuu you're too kind! I'm so happy to be part of this community, it's filled with so many lovely people, like you! :D
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deathnot-e · 1 month
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     My Kuroh,
Happy Valentine's Day. It isn't everyday a man finds himself with someone as lovely as you. It's times like this... I'm afraid I take you for granted.
You're wonderful, Kuroh. I'm so glad to have you. I love you. Let's celebrate the day together, okay? Kira can take a day off, right?
          — Love, Light
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asdfghjkl; kira can take a day off indeed omg. ; ^ ; <3
no but seriously!! thank you thank you thank you!! the fact that you actually took time to craft two f/o letters for me is. I. ૮꒰⸝⸝> <⸝⸝꒱ა thank you so so so much anon! 💖💖💖
science launching a machine to make our f/os real when? ;;
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citrlet · 10 months
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💌 simblr asks: what is the best feature of ts4? what do you enjoy to do the most in game?
honestly i think it's the building mode! i've tried building in ts2 and ts3 and it's so so clunky and difficult, ts4 building is very easy and way more streamlined to me
though i do wish there was an auto roof feature in ts4, making them myself is the bane of my existence
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