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pesterloglog · 6 months

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Dave Strider, Rose Lalonde

Act 5, page 3896-3904

TG: i remember waking up here

TG: after getting shot

TT: Yes.

TT: What else?

TG: then the cage bunny came

TG: he gave us the bomb

TG: whered he go anyway

TT: She's around.

TG: the bunnys a she

TT: Her name is Liv Tyler.

TG: dumb

TT: Take it up with John.

TT: What else?

TG: we were talking about who should go

TT: Do you remember what we decided?

TG: no

TG: wait

TG: wasnt i going to go

TG: is that what happened did i go and now im dead

TT: Not quite.

TG: whats not quite

TG: that i didnt go or that im not dead

TT: Do you remember anything else?

TG: no

TT: What about why you went to fight Jack?

TG: sure

TG: i did that

TG: because i wanted to

TG: and because i was supposed to

TT: Are you sure?

TG: yeah i saw my future self fighting him so obviously that had to happen or else id be dead anyway

TG: without even getting the satisfaction of standing up to him

TT: So was your decision a result of desire or obligation?

TG: hard to explain

TG: with all the time shit going on

TG: i dont try to understand your light shit do i

TT: I don't know much about the Light Shit, to be honest.

TT: I may have missed my chance to figure it out.

TG: havent we had this conversation already

TT: Mostly.

TT: I'm doing what I can to jog your memory.

TG: its jogging i guess

TG: its manboobs are jiggling a little

TT: Nice.

TT: So what about Jade?

TG: what

TT: You didn't tell her your expedition with her would result in your death, let alone one she'd inadvertently cause.

TT: Or that she'd be stuck with the job of resuscitating you. Did you?

TG: what am i really supposed to say

TG: hey were gonna hunt frogs til you shoot me through the jack

TG: then i die and youve got to make out with me

TG: that kind of changes how the whole thing goes doesnt it

TT: Not if you're "supposed to," right?

TG: what does that even mean

TT: I guess you're right. No reason to make an effort to empathize if doing so comes at the price of oblivion.

TG: wtf

TT: It must be comforting to have your ASPD tacitly supported by predestination.

TG: aspd

TT: Antisocial personality disorder.

TG: oh no

TG: this conversation just got bumrushed by a mudslide of fucking awful

TT: It wasn't already awful, believing you might be dead?

TG: you dont know anything

TG: about what i was feeling or what happened on lofaf

TG: you were all pavement faced and babbling your throefester speak and flipping off the shit with your own crazy deathwish thing why do you think you know what was going through my head

TG: youre just assuming and throwing around psyche buzzwords like aspd complex disorder

TT: So it's a disorder, a complex, and then a disorder again for good measure?

TG: in your case probably

TT: Sounds like a positively delirious state of existence.

TG: its some delirious biznasty alright

TT: Oh... snap?

TG: yes ima authorize a GOD DAMN you may swipe it at the door to check yourself into the burn ward

TT: Might you loosen the purse strings on an "Oh no he didn't?"

TG: nah those are kept in emergency reserve for yo mama jokes from the 90s

TG: anyway

TG: im telling you if i said anything at all about it she probably doesnt even fire her gun once and all im doing is dragging her into a doomed timeline with me

TT: I guess I'm learning to be impressed by your sense of obligation to inevitable misfortune. It's a strange case of inspiration through futility.

TG: none of this is that big a deal

TG: i just mentioned the basics to her

TG: that id stop time traveling soon

TG: break out of the loops

TG: not have to wonder all the time if i was taking a wrong turn and dooming everybody

TG: i was never that cool with this

TT: With what, exactly?

TG: you know how you turned out to be this incredibly shitty seer of light and basically failed at that in every way imaginable

TT: Hey!

TG: well maybe i never wanted to be a knight of time

TG: maybe id rather just be like

TG: the dave of guy

TG: you know just some dude

TT: These really do not sound like the words of someone ready to face his own death.

TT: The kind you don't wake up from, I mean.

TG: i guess not

TG: guess i failed my quest then

TG: so im like

TG: now what bitches

TG: to nobody in particular i guess

TT: The unseen bitches callously conspiring to expect greatness from you?

TG: yes those exact bitches

TT: If that's how you feel,

TT: Then why did you insist on going on the mission to deliver The Tumor?

TT: Black-and-whitened for giant yin-yang bomb.

TG: oh yeah

TG: i remember that now

TG: then i guess thats what happened

TG: i delivered the bomb and now i must be dead

TT: Are you sure?

TG: is that wrong

TT: Maybe you should try to answer the question. Why did you want to go?

TG: because i made the map so i know how to get there better

TT: But it seems simple enough. A set of bearings to follow.

TT: See? The application pilots the moon. Change course when necessary. Anyone can do it, really.

TT: We talked about this. Debated, if you recall.

TG: ok if you remember it all so clearly why are you grilling me on this shit

TG: will you just tell me whats going on

TT: I'm just seeing if you can remember. And if you're sticking to your story, about why you should be the one to go.

TG: well i am

TG: because i should

TG: or should have

TG: man what the fuck is going on

TG: am i dead or are you dead or what

TT: You're almost there, really. Just try to remember a little more.

TT: What happened after we decided you'd go?

TG: uh

TG: oh yeah

TG: we were trying to figure out a way to detach the moon

TG: so i could pilot it out there

TG: fly it into the sun

TG: but the chain was huge

TG: couldnt think of how to break it

TG: then out of nowhere this sword appears in the thing

TG: so im thinking obviously i have to break the sword somehow

TG: because thats all i fucking do is break swords

TG: but as im thinking of how to do it i put my hand on it

TG: and it just snaps off with this comical shattering noise

TG: like i just fucked up some priceless shit in the louvre

TG: see like that

TG: like i did again just there with my hand

TG: cause of dreambubbles

TG: remember when that happened

TT: Mm hm.

TG: then i took it and sliced the chain

TG: like this

TG: damn

TG: it still cuts like its plowing through a shaft of boneless zombie meat

TT: Careful.

TT: I just managed to quell my appetite after all that burger talk.

TG: whoops

TG: yeah

TG: so then

TG: the moon started drifting away

TG: and i was going to fly up

TG: and take it to the sun

TG: and i said something to you

TG: or i was going to

TG: like say bye or something

TG: but you were just standing there not saying anything

TG: holding that ball of yarn

TG: and then

TG: oh

TG: god thats right

TG: come on

TG: knocking me out so you can steal the suicide mission

TG: god dammit

TG: that is so trite

TT: I really am sorry for that.

TG: its like

TG: heres how bad this is

TG: were are basically bruce willis and ben affleck from johns shitty crappy movie

TG: you made this even more armageddon than it already was

TG: sealing me in the air lock so i can go home to liv tyler and have the most terrible babies with her

TT: If it's any consolation, Liv Tyler came with me on the suicide mission.

TG: the bunny or the actress

TT: Which would make you feel better?

TG: you not knocking me out with a ball of fucking yarn is fucking what

TT: If I could have chosen a method of sparing your life you might have found more awesome, I would.

TT: Is there an "ironic" way to do that?

TG: this probably comes close but that doesnt make it not lame as hell

TT: Does it matter if I took some personal satisfaction seeing you fall unconscious at the gentle glance of a soft cotton globe?

TG: its cool you are so tickled by this i hope it brought you a lot of rad laughs on your way to go fucking explode

TT: ...

TG: so thats it

TG: im actually lying here on derse asleep

TG: and you went out there and blew up the sun

TG: and now youre dead and im dream chilling with your smug ghost

TT: Yes to the first part.

TG: so youre not dead

TT: Not yet.

TG: then youre dreaming

TG: what youre taking a little nap on the moon in the middle of nowhere

TT: Afraid not!

TT: I am wide awake.

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fullyarmoredbattlesturgeon · 7 months

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signalis lore spoilers

people keep talking about the penrose 512 crashing on Leng, and i don't think people are considering the fact that... it's not possible.

normally possible, anyways.

launched from an orbital station at high speed, the Penrose ship design was never designed to carry enough fuel to carry out full accelerations, only enough to maneuver the craft once launched

the broadcast transmission at 1500 cycles explicitly mentions that by the time 1500 cycles have passed (~4 earth years), they are sitting around the edge of the Oort cloud, the massive debris field that surrounds every solar system

going roughly by the anatomy of our solar system, that means they passed leng (the farthest out labled planetoid) maybe as far as a year back from cycle 1500.

and then they keep going for at least around ~3900 odd cycles out into space (bringing the total flight time to ~5400 cycles).

that's about 8-9 years of continued travel at their approximate velocity before Ariane is put in cryo, and we have no idea how much longer Elster is alive for after that.

unless they managed to pull off some crazy mid-space orbital manuever, they would never have had the fuel to reverse their velocity and head back in the direction of the solar system, and there is never any mention of an attempt (or even desire to) return to the solar system.

we don't know if the Penrose crashes out there or just keeps flying through space, but the Penrose ever being anywhere close to Leng is.... physically impossible, barring special exception.

this also throws a serious wrench in the theory that all LSTR units are based on a decommissioned Elster (LSTR 512). The Eusan government is willing to do a lot of things, but flying a 30 odd year round trip to go fetch Elster (who they know is dead and having their brain decompose) is WILD.

yes, the original LSTR neural pattern was lost with the destruction of the central archives on Vineta. yes, the LSTR they salvaged the currently used pattern from was part of the Penrose program.

but it was probably from an LSTR unit that never launched or was part of an orbital crew working on the Penrose program ships (someone has to build them, load them and launch them, right?).

Our Elster was too long gone, and the sealed document that talks about the loss of the Vinetan archives was... packed into the luggage of the Penrose 512, before any of the events of our story take place.

so... how *does* the Penrose crash on Leng, of all places? why is it right outside of the Sierpinski facility, which Elster and Ariane were nearly assigned to all those years ago? why does Elster have to pass through the black gate to get into Sierpinski?

Ariane's desperation and bioresonance is clearly a part of it, but teleporting a ship hundreds of thousands of miles... by yourself? Elster coming back to life, hundreds of times during the time loop? Where are we even supposed to start with the fact that Ariane has clearly left the ship at the start of the game, and is only in the red-wastes version of the Penrose?

one of Falke's crayon pages talks about meeting Ariane in the red wastes beyond the gate. it's unclear when this took place, and it probably has something to do with the bioresonance tying Falke and Elster's memories together, but i can't help but think that when Falke met the Red Eye, she also met Ariane, reaching out desperately across space.

regardless, something genuinely eldritch is happening, and it's not just the flesh below Leng that's proof of something *else* going on.

#signalis #signalis spoilers #signalis lore

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davnittbraes · 2 years

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The First Step - Chapter Six

Part of The World Is Light, Embodied.

Pairing: Din Djarin x F!Reader

Rating: Explicit (no minors allowed)

Word Count: 3900

Warnings etc: Reader insert, female reader, smutty smut smut, internal dialogue of reader described in sexual situations, male masturbation, extremely indecent imagery of a certain Mandalorian that will forever live in my mind rent free, angst

Notes: Ok look. Things have to happen in this chapter in order for other things to happen and please don’t hate me but also here’s some smut as an apology.

Please check out the Series Masterlist page for more info.

It’s all been so… easy.

The way you fit into their life, like you’ve been there for years instead of days, smoothly slotting into that part he didn’t know was empty as if it was shaped just for you.

The way you accept who he is, all the things that others poke and prod and regard with distaste you just take in, examine, and justify, adding it to your understanding of him without any protest.

The way you light up the sullen silence of the ship, your moments of quiet a calm, steady warmth and your laughter a bright flood of daylight, as if your very presence is enough to push back the looming dread, the shadow of threats and loss that follow him everywhere.

The way you encourage an easy banter with him, a comfortable back and forth he’s never experienced before, your candid words such an intriguing contradiction to your obvious defenses, guiding him into an openness that allows him to playfully tease and taunt, tempting both of you with what might be.

It’s all been so easy.

So easy to forget the guilt, those shattered parts of him that weight his thoughts, piled on top of each other like so many pieces of abandoned armour.

So easy to forget what he’s up against.

And that’s the crux.

You were going to be a problem.

Scratch that. You already are a problem.

Because here he is, lying in his bunk in the middle of the night cycle, staring up at the ceiling and thinking about you instead of sleeping.

Considering he’s passed his nights this exact same way since you joined him and the kid three rotations ago, yeah, you’re currently a pretty big problem.

Three days since you came back into his life - no, that wasn’t right. You weren’t really a part of his life to begin with. Your first meeting had been brief, lasting only minutes, and most of them with his blaster pointed at you before you slipped away through the Bakuran forest.

Not exactly the foundation of a lasting relationship.

But somehow, those few minutes had solidified, embedded themselves into his memory to be replayed again and again after he left you, no matter how hard he tried to forget.

He failed on Takodana. He knows that. It’s a sour memory that curdles on his tongue. He was supposed to drop you there, let you go, watch you walk away and disappear into the crowd.

But he didn’t.

Instead, he followed you, watched you try to negotiate passage off-world with the various travellers passing through the popular refueling station. Saw the way your head tilted back in laughter as you charmed a group of Sullastans, the brightness of your smile blinding.

It’s only been one rotation since then. One day since he watched you stand up to that Twi who threatened you, muzzle of your blaster shoved under his chin, ignoring the bruising grip of his hand on your arm while you spat your challenge in his face.

One day since he lost control, stepped in to chase away those who sought to hurt you, asked you to come back with him.

One day since he failed to resist that compulsion to keep you close despite knowing it was foolish to do so.

Ever since he met you, he’s been fighting a silent yet vicious war with himself. A war that no matter the outcome, he knows he will lose.

A heavy sigh passes through the modulator of his helmet, a base reaction to the strange tightness in his chest. Something constricting his lungs, increasing his heart rate. Burning and itching and clawing under his skin. It’s persistent, relentless, unforgiving.

And it started the moment he first saw you.

He shifts onto his side, beskar clinking. The kid’s soft snores, wafting from the small hammock above him, hitch ever-so-slightly before falling back into a steady rhythm.

The kid. That’s part of the problem that is you.

He has to protect the child. He swore he would do so, made a solemn oath to keep him safe until he could return him to his people. And formal oath aside, the kid has… the kid is… well, he cares for the child. Somehow, the little womp rat wormed his way underneath the beskar and settled in his heart.

He was powerless to stop it, just as he’s seemingly unable to prevent you from doing the same.

But the kid comes first. The kid needs him, his protection, his help. And he can’t risk putting the kid in danger, including bringing a strange woman with an obviously shady past onto his ship.

So then why is he lying here, not sleeping, while you are tucked into a nest of blankets in the corner of the hold instead of off on some planet living out whatever existence you were trying to lead before he found you?

His fingers flex into fists, the soft leather of his gloves creaking.

The answer is obvious, hanging right there over his head, glaring bright with the ceaseless train of thought that centres on you, hauling visions of you to the surface of his mind over and over. Memories, like the one of you on Takodana, or the one where you smiled so sweetly at the kid when you approached him for the first time in that forest, or when you moved around the hold, making a space for yourself in his life, movements graceful and confident despite the uncertainty of your future.

Memories of your all-knowing eyes, quick and calculating, threatening to pierce right through his helmet and see the man underneath.

It is a quiet kind of torture, knowing such a thing is impossible and yet… he almost wants it to be.

And that’s the root of the problem.

He wants what he cannot have.

Another deep sigh rustles through his modulator, and he’s suddenly desperate to move, go, do something. He sits up, pressing itching palms to his thighs. The cool of the beskar seeps through his gloves, momentarily distracting, but then the memory of your skin under his touch, warm where the beskar is cold now, your muscles still flexed and ready to fight the Twi who had threatened you, the one who had gripped your arm so tight he left marks, marred your perfect skin -

Instinct flares hot in his chest, that inherent need to protect what is his.

But you’re not, you’re not his and you never can be.

He wasn’t meant for such soft things.

Frustration and guilt and a million other emotions rise, bitter in the back of his throat, mingling with that instinct until it becomes something else, a need so fierce it clutches at his lungs - that same tightness in his chest that he’s been fighting to be rid of for three days now.

Need.

Want.

Desire.

Dank farrik.

His body is moving before he can stop it, slipping silently out of his bunk and through the ship to the refresher. As soon as the ‘fresher door slides shut he’s taking his helmet off, setting it on the small sink.

He keeps the lights off.

He doesn’t want visual confirmation of what he’s about to do.

If he doesn’t see it, maybe he can forget it happened, pretend it was just a dream, make it easier to say goodbye to you when the time comes. Easier to believe that he didn’t succumb to his need, to the images of you flashing across his thoughts -

Arousal flares in the pit of his stomach, bright and blinding, seeping through his veins and coiling between his thighs. He leans back against the wall, hand slipping through the opening in his flightsuit below his waist, breath stuttering as his fingers push between layers of clothing to curl around his rapidly hardening length.

He can’t do this he shouldn’t do this it will only make things worse -

Images of you flood his thoughts, fluid memories that shift and mold into fantasies, vivid in colour and form.

What would you look like, spread out before him, naked skin glowing with arousal? Would your hips arch to meet his, your perfect breasts rise with each gasping breath? Would your beautiful features contort in pleasure, that captivating gaze darken with lust?

He bites back a groan as he pulls his cock from the confines of his clothes, cool air of the ‘fresher tingling over burning-hot skin as he tightens his grip and starts a steady rhythm.

What sounds would you make as he pulled pleasure from your body? Would you whimper when he flicks his tongue over a peaked nipple, pulling it into his mouth? Would you moan as his hands roam your curves, cupping those breasts, curling over those hips that looked like they were made for him? What cries would squeeze from your throat when he slips his hand between your legs to circle his fingertips over that little bundle of nerves?

His cock pulses in his grip as he strokes, lost in the visions dancing in the dark of the room, air growing warm and sharp with the musk of his arousal.

What would you smell like, there, between your thighs, when you were needy and wet? What rich scent would surround him as he kneels before your dripping cunt, fills his lungs with your desire?

He shudders, cock twitching against his grip. It would be so much, having you like that, an assault to his senses. Decades under a helmet made any unfiltered sense overwhelming, sight and sound and smell and -

Taste.

Fuck.

What did you taste like there? His tongue swipes out across his lips, half-consciously. You probably taste sweet at first, but that glimpse of fire in your eyes says you’ve got heat everywhere, spice and tang. It would coat his tongue, fill his mouth, stain his lips.

His hand moves faster, fist closed tight, smearing moisture dribbling from the head down his length. A poor substitute for your slick -

His senses reel, dizzying at the sudden onslaught of imagined sensation.

What would you feel like? Smooth skin under his fingers, warm, startlingly so for hands used to feeling the world through leather gloves. Arms that would wrap around him, pull him in close, press those soft breasts against his chest. Legs that would slide along his, open to admit him, curl around him to guide him to you and keep him close. Hot, wet folds of your pussy that would press against his skin when he buried his cock deep inside you. Slick walls would flutter around him, throb as he moved within you, grip tight when he pushed you over the edge -

He bites his lip as his release pours from him, muffling the cry that threatens to echo off the steel walls of the refresher. He pumps himself through it, riding it out with the sensation of you surrounding him, senses afire with light and want and you.

Finally it fades, and he can breathe again.

He leans back against the wall bonelessly, eyes closed, listening to the rhythmic sounds of his panting breath bouncing around the tiny room.

The tightness in his chest is still there.

He sighs.

You are a problem.

A big one.

And the only way he sees to solve it is to lose you forever.

Because none of the images that just flooded his thoughts can become realized.

His life is one of secrets. Layers and layers of them, and every single one more important than his own desires.

There’s no room for mysterious woman between those layers. Especially one with as many secrets of her own as you so obviously carry.

No, he cannot have you. It’s what’s honourable. It’s what’s required, for the good of his people and his clan.

It’s what’s right.

He has to remain focused on his quest - not let himself get lost in fantasies and stay up all night thinking about the impossible.

He has to push you away.

No matter how much it hurts to do so.

*****

The kid coos in greeting as you lean against the entrance to the cockpit, and you smile back at him. “Morning to you too, kiddo.”

Mando is sitting in the pilot chair, scrolling through the navigation map. He doesn’t move to acknowledge you in any way, leaving your gaze to drift down his armour-clad shoulder. There’s a tension running through him that’s seeping into the air, weighing it down, pressing against your skin.

You look back to the kid, assessing. Despite his friendly greeting, his ears are drooping and there’s a few extra wrinkles creasing the tiny forehead.

Ok, what happened?

The three of you had departed Kinyen with no issue, jumped back into hyperspace and settled in for a quiet evening. You’d played with the kid to keep busy, Mando disappearing at some point - where did he go, the ship wasn’t even that big - and then resurfacing to put the kid to bed. The brief exchange of good nights you’d shared hadn’t been awkward, not as far as any conversation with the Mandalorian are.

Something had changed during the night, because now he won’t even look at you.

The modulated voice cracks through the tension. “I have business on Tatooine. We’ll be there in a few hours.”

The tone of his voice is almost cold, startling - you didn’t realize how much he had warmed up to you since you’d first met. Well, you’ve succeeded in making him laugh before, maybe a little humour would crack the ice. “Oh good, and I just got the sand out of my boots from the last time I was there. Six years ago.”

He does look at you then, black visor tilted slightly, considering. “Is there anything I need to know?”

“No, I managed to stay clear of trouble on Tatooine. Surprisingly, given that trouble is embedded in the heart of Mos Eisley like a cancerous growth.” You bite the words off your tongue, not bothering to hide your distaste.

He huffs his laugh. “That’s… the most accurate description of Mos Eisley I’ve ever heard.”

A thrill of relief runs through you. Ok, maybe you were just imagining things. This is more like the Mando you’ve been talking to in the last couple days. “I actually said that to someone from Mos Eisley and they agreed with me. That’s how awful that city is.” You’re rewarded with another huff, and you can’t help the smile that spreads across your face. “But I’ll put up with it, if I have to. I guess.”

He turns away from you suddenly, the cold wall slamming down between the two of you once again.

Uncertainty and confusion shift your feet, making you itch to get away. “I’m uh, gonna clean up the hold a bit.” He doesn’t respond, black visor trained on the navigation map. “I had to move some stuff around to make a bunk, I just want to tidy it up. If you don’t mind.”

You say the last part hesitantly, realizing at the last minute that you’re telling him you want to move around his belongings - you, who’ve only been on this ship for a couple days. You should probably ask permission first. Pfassk, no wonder he was upset with you, you’d obviously said or done something equally as rude last night -

“Sure.”

The terse, modulated word spikes through your spiraling anxiety. “Ok.”

What else can you say? You don’t want to ask him what’s wrong and cross the line even more. It’s probably best just to leave him alone.

You move to leave, but the kid’s babbling stops you. He stands up on the chair, tiny hands lifting to grab at the air, and you glance at Mando. “Mind if I take the kid with me?”

“Go ahead.”

Bending to pick up the kid, you tuck him into the crook of your arm, some of your anxiety fading as you look down into those big, bright eyes. “Come on, kiddo, you can help me. You’re my official supervisor, how do you like that?”

The kid burbles happily, little fingers curling over your arm as you leave the cockpit.

*****

“What do you think? Better?”

You step back to the corner where the kid is sitting on a crate and turn to look around the hold, now clean and tidy, everything you had moved around repacked and tucked securely away.

The kid chitters in what you like to think is agreement, and you smile down at him. “Thanks for your help, boss. We make a good team.”

He turns back to the collection of random bits and bobs you’d found as you cleaned up, a mixture of mysterious fittings and scraps. No sharp edges or moving pieces, so you figured they were safe for him to play with. The kid had an insatiable curiosity and had examined each piece thoroughly with an adorably intense focus. He reaches out to pick up a small, round piece of what looks like duraplast, tiny clawed fingers curling around it, and holds it up to you.

“No, that’s for you, buddy. You can keep it.” You crouch down and take the ball from his hand. “Look, it rolls, see?”

Setting it in the floor, you flick it gently with one finger. His big amber eyes light up as it stops at his feet, bouncing lightly off the hem of his robe. He babbles happily and reaches down to nudge it with his fingers, turning to watch it roll across the hold.

You laugh softly. “Perfect, another toy for us to fetch for you.”

The kid screeches in delight as you make your way across the hold to retrieve the ball. Passing a stack of crates on a shelf, something out of the corner of your eye makes you pause. A strap, dangling loose over the edge of the top shelf.

“Oops, missed one.” You grip the nearest shelf and hoist yourself up, nimbly climbing to the top.

The crate isn’t that high, your boots are only a metre or so above the floor, but if the ship meets some turbulence or has to make a sudden movement that crate will go flying and those heavy storage containers cause damage from any height. Bracing yourself, you grab the security strap, tugging it once to make sure it’s still attached to the wall behind the crate, then pull it around the front and lean over to clasp the strap to the hook built into the shelf for that purpose.

“Be careful.”

Your whole body startles, hands slipping. You shift your grip quickly but it’s too late, you’re falling backward and -

Hands catch your waist and pull you back sharply, taking some of your weight just as your boots hit the floor. You scramble to regain your balance but arms wrap around you quickly, steadying, one locking around your hips and the other around your ribs. Swaying just a little, you have to lean back to re-centre yourself, pressing against the tall form behind you.

Mando.

You freeze as your awareness finally catches up to your current position.

Your bodies are flush, the warmth of him seeping through his flightsuit, a sharp contrast to the cool surface of his armour prickling the skin under your shirt and the backs of your thighs. His arms are tight around you, firm with that strength you’ve only glimpsed so far, one gloved hand curled around your hip and the other splayed along your ribs, thumb brushing your breast.

You can’t breathe. You don’t dare, and risk breaking this moment, this feeling, this unfamiliar sensation of safety in the way his body curves to yours.

Can he hear your heartbeat? He must, it’s pounding so hard it hurts.

He shifts, a barely-there movement, but it’s enough to bring your focus to where his hips are pressed against you.

Arousal curls inbetween your thighs, sparking over your hips and stomach, and if you push back just a little you can feel him stirring -

Then he’s shoving himself away, and the sudden loss of support leaves you reeling, grabbing at the shelf to stop from stumbling.

Oh, that hurts.

How quickly he pushed you away, as if he couldn’t even stand touching you.

The palms of your hands dig into the metal edge of the shelf hard enough to bruise. It doesn’t do enough to distract from the sharp, stab of emotion that cuts through your chest underneath your ribcage, or the burning sting of tears behind your eyes.

He clears his throat, voice more raspy than usual. “Sorry, I-I didn’t mean to startle you.”

Breathing deep, you take a moment to gather yourself before turning to face him, trying to smile as if nothing had happened. “Gotta put a bell on you on something.”

He shakes his head a couple times, like he’s trying to clear his thoughts, then his shoulders straighten. “We’re dropping out in a few minutes.”

He turns around and picks up the kid before striding away, cloak fluttering in the speed of his exit.

Kriff, he can’t get away from you fast enough.

“Pfassk.” You sigh heavily, leaning back against the shelf as you sink to the floor.

Embarrassment tightens your throat and you close your eyes, letting your head fall forward to your chest.

This… pull that you had felt - thought you felt - between the two of you, it obviously wasn’t there. Given his reaction just now, you’d read everything wrong.

Which was fine, actually. Because you weren’t that person. You’ve never been one to get lost in someone else like that.

So why him? Why did you find it so difficult to stay focused on what’s important when he’s around? And this time your logical thought had been non-existent, your senses overwhelmed, just like the other times he was physically close to you but worse, because this time he had held you so… so…

Intimately. Bodies aligned, close enough to be lovers.

Your head whips up, eyes flying open in shock.

No. You don’t want that. You don’t want intimacy.

Sure, you’ve had urges before and found ways to satisfy them - strangers met in cantinas and quick exchanges in the dark.

And that’s fine with you. That’s all you want - all you need.

You don’t want…

Dank farrik, you can’t even think the word. That’s how much you don’t want it.

Because you weren’t meant for things like that.

You weren’t meant to have someone like that.

And even if you were, clearly it wasn’t Mando. That was obvious in how quickly he fled from you.

A deep sigh expands your lungs, leaving you feeling empty.

Things are getting too… too much, between you. This whole situation is dangerous, you had told yourself that from the moment you agreed to go with him on Bakura. Well, now you can see what comes of making stupid decisions.

Gritting your teeth, you push yourself to your feet and move toward your bag, tucked into the corner of the hold with the blankets you had set up as a makeshift bed.

Might as well put those away, you won’t be needing them anymore.

You were leaving as soon as you reached Mos Eisley.

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How do find so much Gyutaro merch, I feel like I see the same things over and over again 😭

Lemme tell you, I scrounged in the deepest depths of the internet for some of these things.

My collection started with finding little things on eBay and Mercari. But now I use websites like Ami Ami and BigBadToyStore for figures. But for most of my stuff, I get them from Buyee.

I'll try to give a little explanation of how Buyee works.

When using Buyee, first you purchase the item you want. Then when Buyee purchases it, the item gets delivered to their warehouse in Japan. And then they will calculate the shipping once it is in the warehouse. This is the only downside to Buyee. You have to buy the item before you are even able to find out how much shipping will cost. And the minimum shipping cost is 3900 yen ($31). Which seems very expensive, but you are able to consolidate (combine) your items.

So in my case, I ordered 5 Gyutaro acrylic standees and it says for each one shipping will be 3900 yen. But I consolidated my items, so they packaged them all together so they could be shipped together and recalculated the shipping cost. And for the combined package, shipping was still 3900 yen. So instead of paying $31 to ship each one, I combined them and can pay $31 to ship them all together. I hope this kind of makes sense.

(Also there is a 300 yen fee for each item you purchase. And an optional 500 yen fee if you'd like them to make sure the item matches the listing and if something is wrong you will get refunded)

I have never bought anything very big from Buyee so I don't know how much the shipping cost will increase if you add lots of things or buy large packages. So just keep this in mind.

And they will hold your item for up to 30 days as well. So if you want to hoard a few things and get them shipped together, that is what I do. So, I currently have like a dozen items being stored in the warehouse.

There is also a website called Myfigurecollection, where you can search by character and it will show all of their merch. And sometimes there will be a link to where you can purchase them.

Here's a link to my page on Myfigurecollection

If there is any specific item that I have or that you see that you want, please let me know and I would love to help you find it! I pride myself is finding Gyutaro merch lol. And you all are like family to me so it would make me very happy to help you out. So please don't be shy!

I know that it is pretty inconvenient to pay $31 for shipping, especially if you only want to buy 1 or 2 small things. So, since I use Buyee so much already, I wouldn't mind possibly buying a few extras to resell to you guys if you'd like. So that way there is no pressure to buy lots of things and possibly have the shipping price skyrocket. And you wouldn't have to worry about the added fees. Just food for thought! Lemme know what you all think! ♪(^∇^*)

#replies #gyutaro merch #ramblings

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imasallstars · 11 months

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6TH ANNIVERSARY SECIAL TRAINING

The Special Training for the 6th Anniversary cards have been unlocked! Use Training points you can obtain from playing normally or clearing special missions to be able to spend and unlock to max out the anniversary cards!

If you have missed one of the 5th Anniversary cards, you are able to get them through MR1-ing one of the cards you have! On MR3, they unlock their Another Appeal, and MR4 unlocks the recolor!

You will need a total of 10 000 points and the SR Awakened to fully train one anniversary card. To fully train all cards, you will be need 52 000 points in total. Do not worry about the amount you need, as the following missions are available! Some of these missions will also give you Million Jewels, so try to clear them to help in your upcoming endeavors in the gacha!

NORMAL MISSIONS

Clear 10/20/30 Lives

Clear 10/20/30 Businesses

Full Combo a(n) All Type/Princess/Fairy/Angel song once

Accumulate a total of 1M/3.9M/5M/7.65M/10M score

Play enough songs to reach a total of 39/50/100/150/200 Levels

Obtain a total of 1000/2000/3900/5000/7650/10000 fans

Clear 3 offers

Send 5 Flower Stands

Talk to your idol in theater 3 times

Read an in-game blog post

Read an in-game text message

Check out the Gravure Studio

Check out the St.Million’s Student Handbook

Check out the Shop

Check out the Unit Introduction page

Check out the Advanced Commu page

Check out the Special Commus

Read a 4koma

IDOL-SPECIFIC MISSIONS

Read their Memorial Commu

Set them as a center in “Good Sign” unit live

Obtain 100 affection

Get their 5th Anniversary card to SSR+

LIMITED TIME MISSIONS

Fully train 13/29/39/52 5th Anniversary cards

You have until the 28th of June 2024 23:59 JST to clear the missions! Take your time, bonus missions to obtain Training points will also be added in the coming months to ease in clearing them!

#mirishita campaign #pst: 6th anniversary #anniversary campaign

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stellar-kirbo · 1 year

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Okay so like a few months ago I started getting into Homestuck, and I'm on page 3900 about to enter act 6.

I mainly started reading because my BF’s friend group of which I was a part, had started talking about Homestuck, and one thing led to another we started having biweekly reading sessions of the webcomic. Earlier this year I made my first Trollsona, a few days ago I made my first 4 fankids.

So here's the stuff I made with my boyfriend’s trollsona. The fan kids are all Latino because I really want my representation and because I can.

I have more but I just wanna ease into this post. Also, my troll is named Gabrie Linves. Derse dreamer. I should've added the name in the pic but whatever. Anyway, I'm in the homestuck fandom now ig.

#homestuck #fantroll #fankid #trollsona #trolls #fandom #fandoms

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geno-reads-homestuck · 5 days

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Geno Reads Homestuck: Pages 3801-3900

#geno reads homestuck #homestuck #homestuck read blog #geno #smrpg geno

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「プロジェクトセカイカラフルステージ！ feat. 初音ミク」をいつもご利用いただきましてありがとうございます。

4月13日12時より「3900'sプレミアムプレゼントガチャ WCS 2024 EDITION」を開催いたします。

3900'sプレミアムプレゼントガチャ WCS 2024 EDITION

「3900'sプレミアムプレゼントガチャ WCS 2024 EDITION」からは★2以上のメンバーが必ず出現し、★4メンバーが1人確定で出現します。

さらに、WCS2024SPRING開催記念限定衣装「ゲームドレス・エトワール」「ゲームウェア・メテオール」がセットとしてついてきます。

本ガチャは有償クリスタル×3000で、お一人様1回限りご利用いただけます。

■開催期間

4月13日12時00分～ 4月30日23時59分

■出現するメンバー

本ガチャからは★2以上の恒常メンバーが出現します。

また、出現する★4メンバーは、2023年12月20日12時00分開催の「Memory of Melodyガチャ」までにガチャに登場した恒常★4メンバーとなります。

※カラフルフェスティバル限定、期間限定、ユニットイベント限定、バースデー限定、アニバーサリー限定、コラボ限定メンバーは対象外です。

初めて獲得する一部の★4メンバーには「ライブ衣装」が付きます。

また、「ライブ衣装」を獲得することで、他の着用可能キャラクターが着用できる衣装を「衣装ショップ」で製作可能になります。

他の着用可能キャラクターの「ライブ衣装」は一部デザインやアクセサリの有無が異なることがあります。

内容は[メンバー]->[ライブ衣装]画面よりご確認いただけます。

■限定ライブ衣装

WCS2024SPRING開催記念限定衣装「ゲームドレス・エトワール」「ゲームウェア・メテオール」がセットとしてついてきます。

※全キャラクターが着用可能となります。

※「オリジナルカラー」「アナザーカラー1」「アナザーカラー2」「アナザーカラー3」のカラーバリエーションが付属します。

※「ゲームドレス・エトワール」「ゲームウェア・メテオール」には共通のアクセサリが付属します。

■注意事項

・本ガチャにはガチャボーナスは適用されません。

・本ガチャは有償クリスタルでのみ引くことができます。

・本ガチャは1回限定となります。ご利用後はガチャ画面より非表示となります。

・ガチャの詳細については、開催時のお知らせ、及びガチャページをご確認ください。

・ガチャページ上で表示されているメンバーはサンプルです。

・本ガチャからはガチャシールは獲得できません。

・「プレミアムプレゼントガチャ」の今後の開催については、不定期となります。

・本ガチャからはカラフルフェスティバル限定、期間限定、ユニットイベント限定、バースデー限定、アニバーサリー限定、コラボ限定メンバーは登場しません。

・WCS2024SPRING開催記念限定衣装「ゲームドレス・エトワール」「ゲームウェア・メテオール」は今後再登場する可能性があります。

・開催スケジュールは予告なく変更する場合がございます。

引き続き「プロジェクトセカイカラフルステージ！ feat. 初音ミク」をよろしくお願いいたします。

[Google Translated Vers.]

Thank you for always using "Project Sekai Colorful Stage! feat. Hatsune Miku".

“3900's Premium Present Gacha WCS 2024 EDITION” will be held from 12:00 on April 13th.

3900's Premium Present Gacha WCS 2024 EDITION

From "3900's Premium Present Gacha WCS 2024 EDITION", ★2 or higher members will always appear, and one ★4 member will appear.

In addition, limited edition WCS2024SPRING commemorative costumes ``Game Dress Etoile'' and ``Game Wear Meteor'' will be included as a set.

This gacha costs 3000 paid crystals and can be used only once per person.

■Event period

April 13th 12:00 to April 30th 23:59

■Members that appear

From this gacha, permanent members with ★2 or higher will appear.

In addition, the ★4 members that will appear will be the regular ★4 members that appeared in the gacha by the "Memory of Melody Gacha" held at 12:00 on December 20, 2023.

*Colorful Festival limited, time limited, unit event limited, birthday limited, anniversary limited, and collaboration limited members are not eligible.

Some ★4 members who are acquired for the first time will have "live costumes".

Also, by acquiring "Live Costumes", you will be able to create costumes that can be worn by other wearable characters at the "Costume Shop".

The "live costumes" of other wearable characters may differ in some designs and the presence or absence of accessories.

You can check the details on the [Member]->[Live Costume] screen.

■Limited live costumes

WCS2024SPRING commemorative costumes ``Game Dress Etoile'' and ``Game Wear Meteor'' are included as a set.

*Can be worn by all characters.

*Color variations of "Original Color", "Another Color 1", "Another Color 2", and "Another Color 3" are included.

* "Game Dress Etoile" and "Game Wear Meteor" come with common accessories.

■Notes

・Gacha bonuses are not applied to this gacha.

・This gacha can only be drawn with paid crystals.

・This gacha can only be used once. After use, it will be hidden from the gacha screen.

・For details on gacha, please check the announcement at the time of the event and the gacha page.

・The members displayed on the gacha page are samples.

・Gacha stickers cannot be obtained from this gacha.

・The future holding of "Premium Present Gacha" will be irregular.

-Colorful Festival limited, limited time, unit event limited, birthday limited, anniversary limited, and collaboration limited members will not appear from this gacha.

・The WCS2024SPRING commemorative costumes “Game Dress Etoile” and “Game Wear Meteor” may reappear in the future.

・The event schedule is subject to change without notice.

Thank you for your continued support of "Project Sekai Kanojo's Colorful Stage! feat. Hatsune Miku".

#mod minori #official #project sekai #jp sekai #source: in game

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Missing toddler still hasn't been found

For some reason Tumblr has deleted my original blog post and all I'm left with is an audio file that might be confusing for some :( hopefully we can make it work tho. Everytime I try to add links to case discussions or articles, my blog deletes itself so I'll let you know key words instead.

Elijah Vue is still missing as of Feb 29th, 2024.

Fb support group/searchers for Elijah:

Look up "Find Elijah Vue Discussion", you can find most information and updates there.

Last seen chart 8AM

**Correction, Sun in the 12th semisquare moon in the 4th**

911 call 11AM:

Chart mapping of possible locations using 911 call important points:

Location on Google maps is 3900 mischicot Rd, two rivers Wisconsin.

The most recent update on this case is that the mother and caretaker for Elijah will have a preliminary hearing march 7th, so all we can do now is keep searching and wait until then.

I posted part 2 forensic reading for Elijah which you can find on my page. This is all I can do for now

***Also not in the audio but I noticed some similarities between Elijah's 911 chart and Prince Mcrees 911 chart

They both had moon in the 2nd house aspecting Neptune. For prince mcree moon-neptune were conjunct. And for Elijah moon-neptune were trining transit wise + his natal moon opposing transit neptune in the transit synastry reading. What I'm thinking since both moons were in the 2nd aspecting Neptune is maybe Elijah was discarded somewhere in a very nasty, filthy, hidden dump site where things are unseen, trashed, not taken care of. Basically something similar to what happened with Prince..bc I'm realizing that Neptune can have many meanings. It can be garbage, drugs, gases, bodies of water.. and 2nd house which is related to Taurus, is what we take, posses, own, buy, get paid, our values, most importantly imo is the taking/giving aspect, it's transactional. Like in Prince Mcrees chart for example, he was found in a dumpster near some businesses.. that shows me the 2nd house can be related to things like the dynamics of trash companies, NOT the trash specifically. More so the act of taking something.. So we pay taxes to have our trash cans picked up every week right? so that could be somewhat related to the 2nd house. The transactional part. Bc I remember I mentioned in Elijahs synastry read, that he could have been sold to someone but it could actually be either or. Neptune is in the 11th house tho so that is more tied to community, unlike princes Neptune which was in the 2nd. So that changes things a bit.. and since Elijahs 911 call moon was in cancer that also makes it different.

Idk I'm just trying to throw things out there bc honestly this case is very complicated/complex. Maybe it could mean that he was thrown in a bio hazard area, maybe the person responsible was freaking out about where to discard Elijah and put him in the 1st place that comes to mind when they think about children.. near a hospital or related to child birth, child care, nearby a home or something with obvious attachment to Elijah. It's like the person couldn't think clearly so they kinda made a bad decision to place Elijah in place where those who really knew him would easily find him.

OR if a stranger took him, we would have to think like a guilty stranger who has no kids whatsoever, what's the 1st thought you would have at hiding a body? Could be anywhere where children are or anything associated with children, bc their mind couldn't come up with something better.. it's like their fucked up conscious got the best of them. Hope that makes sense.

To see the rest of my forensic astrology readings follow hashtag #forensicastrology <- no spaces

#astrology #astrology transits #forensicastrology #criminalastrology #zodiac #missingperson #youtube #full moon #missing persons case #missingtoddler #SoundCloud

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pharology101 · 7 months

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LOTD: Ushenish

(from: https://www.ibiblio.org/lighthouse/heb.htm)

Ushenish

1857 (David and Thomas Stevenson). Active; focal plane 54 m (176 ft); flash every 20 s, white or red depending on direction. 12 m (39 ft) cylindrical masonry tower with lantern and gallery. Tower painted white, watch room buff, lantern black. 1-story keeper's houses and other buildings enclosed by a stone wall. Mark Downie has a 2022 photo, Trabas has an aerial view by Kees Aalbersberg, Charles Tait has a photo showing the isolated situation of this station, Neil King has an aerial photo, Trabas has Kees Aalbersberg's distant view, Lighthouse Accommodations has a page for the lighthouse, and Google has a satellite view of the station. Located on the easternmost point of South Uist, about 7 km (4.5 mi) southeast of Loch Sgioport. Accessible only by boat; an unpaved road leads to the light station from a sheltered landing point. Site and tower closed. Operator: Northern Lighthouse Board. . ARLHS SCO-249; Admiralty A4004; NGA 3900.

#lotd lighthouses lighthouseoftheday pharology pharology101 #ushenish #scotland #united kingdom

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fictionalurl · 11 months

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in the knitting community there is a distinction between wips (something you're actively working on) and ufos (unfinished objects, something is unfinished but in hibernation), and i think fic writers should adopt this distinction as well – @bylambd on twitter

oh god.

just for fun, a list of most of my started-but-unfinished works just so you can see exactly how bad I have this. (outlines and notes do not count; words must be down on page)

guild wars 2: – sugarplums: 6800 words, maybe 1/3 done

original work: – untitled princess fic: 6000 words, maybe 1/5 done or less – camp avana: 74800 words, maybe 1/3 done – see the thorn twist in your side: 14000 words, almost done

see the thorn twist in your side (yeah, fanfic of my own WIP): – 7 day x 7 sentence prompt fic: 400 words, exactly 1/7 done

original work... but it's sexy: – untitled romance/erotica hybrid: 16600 words, maybe 1/2 done – [all details redacted for your safety]: 26000 words, maybe 2/3 done – (I have 4-5 other small things in here of like 1.5k each maybe)

supergirl: – untitled sequel to "a heart already fond enough": 120 words, barely started – one of us is a superhero: 2700 words, almost done – the one person she can't save: 600 words, arguably finished – like she can read her mind: 0 words but the outline is fantastic – assistant to the CEO: 5800 words, no idea how long this would be if finished? – no place like penthouse: 20500 words, almost done – hunger: 5000 words, maybe 1/2 done

glee: – untitled faberry fic: 3300 words, maybe 1/3 done

detroit: become human – untitled Hank-pov fic: 4000 words, maybe 1/3 done – untitled Connor-pov fic: 1200 words, arguably finished – untitled Chloe-pov fic: 5600 words, maybe 1/3 done – untitled Alice-pov fic: 3900 words, maybe 1/3 done – untitled Todd-pov monstrosity: 800 words, maybe 1/2 done – ???: 700 words, ???

apparently that puts me at over 200k words of unfinished fiction, which... is certainly a number.

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