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[amorfista]

this is the PERFECT mix of wholesome, hilarious and HOTTTT🥵

MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!!❤️😊

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[amorfista]

Even though I had the priviledge to know what this series was going to be about, I still got chills reading this chapter! :(

I can totally understand why Echo would want to feel... different than how he usually does, while living with the Reader. We all want to feel dependent, useful, strong. And, though I don't like using this word that much, "normal" (who decides what is normal anyway?). Echo pushing his limits beyond what's healthy for his current state just to feel this way, to feel whole like you put it, sounds a lot like him. And it's a sad, common reality, much more common than we realise, for people with limitations to want to overcome them through bad habits that eventually make them crash and fall even deeper. Feeling pressured, and afraid of inspiring weakness or being seen as "less."

And this c-word lives in their minds like a parasite. A word that carries self hatred and anger and pain. And it's so hard to get it out. I love this series and have so much anticipation to know how it all develops. Thank you for this tough chapter, @isthereanechoinhere96 . It's not easy to write about these topics but it's incredibly important to do so!❤️🖤🦾 I'm excited to continue reading :)

Whole - Part III

Part 9 of Starstruck

Summary

Echo tells you the reason for his strange behavior and you realize that he's still having problems to open up to you when things get too personal for him.

Rating: Mature (18+)

Word Count: 1922

Warnings: Health issues, trauma, body image issues

AO3

“Do you have to die?” you whisper anxiously.

Echo stares at you and furrows his brows.

“No!” he answers quickly, a little too loudly but also obviously confused about your question. Then his face changes, his features soften up. He finally doesn't look upset anymore.

“No...” he whispers, visibly overwhelmed by a bad conscious for making you believe that is was something that severe.

“No I'm sorry, it is nothing...that bad.”

You look at him with teary eyes, your lower lip shivering.

“You scared me” you whisper with trembling breath.

Echo's face is full of regret now. He gives you a sad smile and finally breaks the barrier, cups your cheek with his hand and brushes a tear away.

“I'm sorry. I didn't even think that you could...that your mind could go in that direction.”

You look up into his big golden eyes and your breath shudders. You can't hold back any longer and close your eyes, give in to the emotional chaos inside you, feel your whole body tremble and let the tears run down your face.

Echo gets up from the desk and winces. He loudly sucks in the air between his teeth, obviously in pain, but he does it anyway to take you in his arms, shelter you, comfort you. Almost like that day when you had that faithful mission and you teared up after...what you did.

You get up and lean against him and you suddenly know that whatever he will tell you about his sick leave will be something you can live with. It can't be a minor thing if he needs to stay at home for a whole week but you can make it through everything, you know it. And if it's not life threatening...whatever it is you are in it together and you will take good care of him.

For a long time you just stand there, even when your tears have stopped and your sobbing got less and less frequent until your breath is normal again. You feel his heart pounding against your ear while he brushes his hand over the back of your head and holds your body close with his scomp arm. You don't want this moment to stop and neither does he. You are well aware that the least thing he wants is to let go of you and pick up on the conversation. But you hear his breathing get more and more strained until he takes a step back and leans against the desk again, his face contorted with pain. He lets out a suppressed groan.

“Tell me, Echo, what is it?”

Your voice is worried but also determined now that you know that it is neither an affair with Sarah nor his certain death that made him behave like this. Even if he told you he will loose his cybernetic legs...you are prepared for everything and there's nothing that you couldn't manage.

Echo groans again and scratches his scomp arm right where the cybernetics meet his biological skin.

“I have a bursitis” he says with a voice that doesn't hide his anger about the unwanted condition. He purses his lips.

Your eyes move left and right. You had a bursitis in your elbow once, it hurt like hell and it wasn't pretty and even with bacta patches and all the advances in modern medicine it had taken you four or five days until all aftereffects were gone but...why would Echo make such a big drama just because of a bursitis?

Of course he wants to be productive in every second of his life, save the world all the time and it is no surprise that being on sick leave for a whole week would upset him, maybe even scare him because of his past and because having nothing to do would mean that some memories would come back to haunt him but...there is no reason whatsoever why he would make such a big secret out of a simple bursitis.

You frown.

It doesn't add up.

And you frown again when you realize that something else doesn't add up. For Echo there is a limited choice of joints for a bursitis. It could only be one of his shoulders or the left elbow but that wouldn't explain the limping.

“Erm...where exactly do you have it?” you ask tentatively and tilt your head.

Echo didn't miss the look on your face, it was too obvious. He swallows.

“At the bottom of my torso.”

You frown. “How the...”

“It is not uncommon for...erm...if you loose a limb and get...cybernetic enhancements...to develop bursae where there is pressure. And there is a lot of pressure at the bottom of my torso because it has to support my whole body weight...what's left of it, anyway. I didn't know it either until...well until I got sick and Sarah explained it to me.”

He scoffs and adds a challenging grin.

“She didn't even have to hide in the closet for it. And she's on vacation on a planet in the outer rim if you want to know. She’s taking a kitesurfing course.”

You scratch your head.

“I'm an idiot, I get it.”

You sigh.

“But Echo...why didn't you just tell me? I mean...I'm sure it hurts like hell but it's not like it's something particularly embarrassing and you could have stayed in my place and I would have spoiled you rotten and nursed you back to health. I'd still do it.”

Echo quietly shakes his head and looks down at the floor.

“It's not that easy.”

You don't understand and patiently wait for an explanation. He knows he can't leave it like that.

Echo swallows and sighs again before he speaks another time.

“I got the bursitis because I didn't...I didn't take proper breaks during the missions and didn't take...” he shakes his head and groans “...damn...I didn't take my parts off at night. They kept on putting strain on the bursa and made it even worse. I already noticed the pressure sores building up day by day, the skin starting to break down…but it came slowly, it all seemed manageable. But then…the bursa got the inflammation…the whole system collapsed overnight.“ Echo scratches his head. „It's not uncommon for the body to somehow maintain it's function by all means until the stress is relieved. I’ve seen it coming for a few days and Sarah warned me but I wanted to finish the missions and tonight…it just escalated.“

You notice how quickly Echo added that last sentences and suspect it's because he hopes you won't pick up on the very essential core of the problem he just told you. But there is no way around it. You know it and he has to know it too.

You look at him in disbelief.

“But...but you have been sleeping at my place for weeks and never took your parts off at night...”

Your eyes meet and Echo clenches his jaw. His face tells you everything you need to know.

“What the fuck?” you yell a little louder than you intended. “Why didn't you just take them off at night?”

“Because I didn't want you to see my crippled body, OK?” Echo yells back a lot louder than you did and you wince, surprised by his outbreak.

You look at each other, breathing heavily, stirred up, until you realize you are really more hurt than upset right now.

“I thought we were past that” you whisper.

Echo looks at the ground, crosses his arms and sighs loudly. You give him time to say something but he doesn't. So after you calmed down a bit you break the silence even though you are still stirred up.

“How exactly did you think this was supposed to work? For how long would you have done it and risked your health? Weeks? Months? Years? When did you plan to tell me?”

“Never” Echo murmurs with an unusually quiet voice. Then he adds “I didn't have a plan.”

“What do you mean, Mr. Tactical Expert?”

Echo scoffs, looks up into your eyes and responds a little louder. “I didn't have a plan, plain and simple. I said it before and I'm gonna say it again: a relationship was never part of the plan for my life and when you...happened I just went along with it.”

You groan. You really don't know if you should be angry or sad or disappointed right now.

At least he's not dying, you keep on telling yourself.

And at least he's not having an affair.

He's just karking stupid.

“What do you feel when you take your parts off? Don't you get phantom pain?” you ask Echo, trying to get a grip on the whole topic.

He shakes his head. “My system generates a feeling of pressure when I take them off. It makes the brain think everything's alright even though some parts are missing.” He swallows. “It's actually the other way round. It's rather uncomfortable to keep them on at night” he adds quietly.

“So you laid in bed next to me feeling uncomfortable all the time?” you ask him angrily.

Echo presses his lips together.

You shake your head and look away.

“Why couldn't you trust me enough to just be yourself?” you ask quietly.

Even though you look away you hear Echo's breath tremble. “You don't understand” he begins quietly. “During the day I can run around looking like a half-descent human being. I know I'll never look normal again, don't get me wrong, I...I understand I will never ever look like...everybody else, I will always stick out, but at least I can round around in this half-descent shape and I can run around because I got legs and I can wield my arm around even though it has a fucking scomp link attached to it but I can feel like a functioning human being and I can feel... whole.”

He pauses and the word 'whole' lingers heavily in the air. It's almost suffocating.

“But then...then I have to go home...every fucking day...and I have to take the...” he sighs and you feel that he doesn't like to name them “I have to take them off...and I have to face the mess that is left of me, face myself...looking like...dammit!“ Echo groans. „…and I have to...” Echo is looking for the right words “...and I don't like...looking at the scars and the stumps...let alone cream those fucking things...and I still have to do that every day and I just needed...I just needed...a break from being the mess that I am...you understand? I just needed to stop feeling like a cripple...just for a few weeks…“ His voice gets louder, angrier, more desperate.

“And I knew it would come at a cost...I knew it was asked to much...and I didn't care, OK? I! Just! Didn't! Care!”

You both lock your teary eyes and breath heavily. You are shocked, absolutely shaken by the way Echo just described his life and his body image and…you can’t believe that this strong man could see himself like this and struggle so much…

You stand there for a long time, just looking at each other, just trying to process, just trying to find a way out.

You didn't miss the c-word.

And you hate that he used it to describe himself.

Twice.

It is unbearable.

Part 10: Whole - Part IV

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I started following cy-cyborg’s blog about writing disability some time ago and it made me think about Echo having to take his parts off at night, something I never wrote this way before but it started to feel increasingly like cheating my way around questions of accessibility.

If you want to know more about Cy‘s blog you find it on Tumblr and also here.

The story about the bursitis was inspired by @amorfista whose father lost both legs under the knee and got a bursitis in his stumps because he was overworked and didn’t take proper breaks for himself. (Thank you so much for sharing his story with me 😘.)

I had never heard about bursae in stumps before and couldn’t find much online so I consulted Cy who gave me some useful background information. (Thank you Cy!)

Important note: There is actually a lot of research I did in the background and didn’t put in the story because it would have gotten too specific. Anyway, I am new to the whole topic of disability writing and no medical expert so I‘m always open to receive advice how to do things better by DM.

Finally for the record and I hope this goes without saying but in case it doesn’t: I‘m absolutely against the use of the c-word and just put it in this part of the fic to show how much Echo struggles. I firmly believe that he always ignored his disability and rejected all efforts of Kix and others to talk about it. So having to deal with it now and in addition having to stop hiding it from his girlfriend is quite a big deal for him.

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[amorfista]

Even if it's just the lego figure, I love seeing him smile like that 🥹❤️🖤 Happy holidays!!!

Decorating the Tree

Just something sweet and fluffy for Christmas ♥️

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[amorfista]

i cannot.

get tired.

of Plo's pink diva robe.

DUCHII YOU GUYS ARE PERFECT FOR EACH OTHER

i didn't even know??? didn't even CONSIDER?? how much of a perfect fit this aesthetic was for him???? and now for the both of them??? HELP

there's no way they are wearing anything else under those 💀

And now date night! @saengak @amorfista @kimiheartblade !!! ♥

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-> Wine Daddy Date Night with Plo Koon (the series)

[amorfista]

@dukeoftheblackstar OKAY BUT

WHY HE PARALIZED LIKE THAT

I laughed too hard at his face. He is a statue. He has no facial expression. He's holding his #1 Buir mug. The tea has gone cold.

XDDDDDDDDDDDD

ILSM!!!♥♥♥ 🥹❤️

Waiting for new series be like:

It'S FreAKiNg CoLD

[amorfista]

You probably already know this, but I absolutely love your writing and you truly are so talented. Please never stop!! Even if you just write for yourself!!!

Thank you sooo much for your constant encouragement 🥹

I have to say I feel very self-conscious about the current Starstruck storyarc „Whole“ that grew so close to me and it’s people like you who keep me going ♥️🖤🦾

Oh and Eksy has something to say too!

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Less than 3 seconds later

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(OK that was a really silly one but I never get tired of finding excuses to get Eksy shirtless and piss Fives off at the same time.)

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[amorfista]

Oh gods. When you said this episode had an even bigger cliffhanger you weren't kidding!! 🫠

Poor Echo. I feel so bad for him, for his shitty "apartment", if it can even be called like that, and for whatever he's going through... this seems difficult enough for him! But i understand Reader completely. Just like in the last episode, she has so much more patience than I would in that situation... caring about someone so deeply, and finding so many clues that could lead you to have negative thoughts.. in these situations coherent thinking takes no place, sadly :(

I hope things are cleared out by the next episode. I'm really looking forward to Reader being able to understand Echo in an even deeper level, and to seeing every side of him :) 🦾🖤❤️

Whole - Part II

Part 8 of Starstruck

Summary

You visit Echo at his place and find out that it's nothing like you expected. And Echo is everything but happy that you show up unannounced.

Rating: Teen and Up

Word Count: 2002

Warnings: Jealousy, health issues, fear for someone‘s life

AO3

It is early afternoon and far from getting dark but after ten minutes of rushed walking you realize that you feel uncomfortable. You can't quite grasp it, lost in your thoughts, lost in the cumbersome task of taking your mind off Sarah and Echo but your subconscious mind sends you a fair warning.

You look around. This part of the town is surely one you've never entered before...for a good reason. Even at daytime shady people lurk around in the corners, sell drugs or buy them or offer their bodies for money. Some children play on the street, obviously children of refugees or unemployed people who have no other place to be. You also see some homeless people on the sidewalks with their dirty mattresses on the floor and the cardboard walls they set up to create the illusion of privacy.

They don't beg you for money though...the people who can be found in this part of the town are either criminals or really poor. There's nothing to gain from anyone passing by.

You pick up the pace again.

A few minutes later you finally reach Echo's address. You have been looking for something that resembles a home while you got closer but nothing really sticks out. You pass by the same spot several times, increasingly desperate, aware that you don't fit in here, feeling like an intruder, fearing that people might start to keep an eye on you if you pass by the same place over and over again.

And then you finally see it.

A garage.

No windows, but a small door on the side.

A doorbell.

On a garage.

Highly unusual.

No name at the doorbell.

You feel a knot in your stomach when you realize that this must be his place.

A knot because you surely don't want him to live in this part of the town let alone in a windowless garage.

A knot because you don't know what to expect.

Ever since he told you he has his own place you wondered what it would be like. But you're afraid to think about it now.

Because you could find Sarah there too.

Or something else. Something that explains his strange behavior. But it can’t be good if he needs to hide it.

You know you haven't come all the way to not ring the doorbell.

But you feel like overstepping.

You could have called him.

You probably SHOULD have called him.

What were you thinking just showing up on his doorstep?

Will he be mad at you?

After all he never invited you to come to his place.

And will he...

Your communicator beeps.

“Yes?”

“Erm...it's Echo” you hear the familiar baritone. His voice is husky.

“Echo...I've been...erm...” You swallow. “I wanted to pick you up but then I saw you were taking a leave for a week.”

You spare yourself the question about why he didn't tell you. You don't want to be that pathetic.

“Yeah...that's why I'm calling...I...have some personal matters to attend to. I'm sorry I didn't tell you earlier. I didn't want to ruin the morning.”

Your breath shudders and you feel that you're getting angry. 'Some personal matters to attend to.' Could he make it more obvious that he's hiding something?

“Echo...I want to see you. And whichever personal matters you have to attend to I can help you with them.”

For a moment there is silence on the comms.

“I'm afraid you can't.”

“Then let me at least see you.”

“I'm bound at my home, I'm sorry.”

You sigh and close your eyes before you reveal your whereabouts. “I am standing at your door right now.”

For an awfully long time the comms are silent again. You hold your breath.

“You are WHAT?” He sounds upset, just like you feared.

“I'm sorry if I overstepped but I needed to see you. You taking off a whole week for a personal leave without telling me...that's...unexpected. I need to know what's going on.” Your voice can't hide the desperation anymore. „Please Echo, don't send me away” you plead.

Echo takes his time to answer again. Then he whispers “Fuck!” waits a few more seconds and adds “Give me a minute.”

You wait anxiously and listen to the sounds that come from the small garage in front of you. The rumbling, clanking, thudding.

It is more than a minute.

A lot more.

What is he doing in there? He can't clean up, he's Mister Neat Freak.

You don't want to let the thought into your mind, but it is there, sitting in the darkness, watching you and it doesn't go away. Is he...hiding evidence of time spent with Sarah? Or hiding...her?

Your jealousy and worries take over your self control.

You don't hear any voices though.

At least that.

What reason could Echo possibly have to need so much time to get his place ready for you before he opens the door?

You are afraid, terrified. Why does this feel like he's got something to hide? Or someone...

After ten unbearable minutes that feel like hours he finally opens the door. He looks exhausted, tired, weak, done with the world. The bags under his eyes are even bigger than you remember. His cybernetic arm has a shiny new nut, it sticks out, is hard to miss due to its different color and the lack of wear. The way he wears it so openly almost offends you.

And there is not a trace of a smile when he sees you.

“I will kill Rex” he squeezes out between his teeth.

“Rex didn't give me your address” you answer quickly, your voice hoarse.

“The number of people who have that kind of information is very limited. How'd you get it?” Echo's voice is low, dark, upset.

“I'm resourceful” you respond. No need to give the bullshit brothers away.

Echo furrows his brows and groans tonelessly before he makes way and lets you in.

You take your eyes off his grumpy face and let them wander over the room.

The walls are pure concrete, dark gray, no color, no pictures, tainted by white stains of limescale. A desk, very simple. A mattress on the floor, a hammock lying on top of it. It looks like it can be lifted up with two traverses attached on the walls left and right. A fridge. A closet. And a makeshift separation for what's probably something like a bathroom.

You swallow.

Your war hero lives in a shithole.

You don't miss the fact that the closet is big enough to offer space for a person.

You look over to Echo, look into his eyes. His face is petrified.

“I wish you hadn't come here” is all he can say.

“Echo I need to know what's going on” you plead.

“I just need time to attend to...”

“...personal matters, I know” you interrupt him. “What kind of?”

“Doesn't matter. They are personal” Echo answers dryly.

You feel hurt. And nervous. What in the galaxy could be so personal that he wouldn't share it with you?

Well you'd know a few things.

One in particular.

“Is Sarah hiding in your closet?” you ask, still standing at the door, with a voice thick with tears.

The moment those words leave your mouth you already regret it. You don't know how it happened. It’s just...the feeling became so overwhelming, so pressing...but you really wished you hadn't said it.

Echo furrows his eyebrows. “What?”

You both stare at each other and breath heavily, angry, upset, hurt, miserable.

“How could you possibly think that Sarah...” Echo scoffs and rolls his eyes. “You're jealous again.”

You feel like shit. You got carried away by your insecurity and you said it even though you didn't want to. You look down, contritely, ashamed, desperate.

“Echo...” you start with tears in your eyes. “This is out of character. This is not how I know you. And the nut...Fireball found yours in Sarah's office...and she happened to take off a week just when you're on a personal leave, one that you didn't tell me about...What am I supposed to think about all this?”

Echo closes his eyes, groans quietly, weakly shakes his head, walks over to his desk and leans against the top. Your half-asleep memory was right – he is limping and he tries to hide it but his face can't hide the pain he's feeling. He finally invites you in with a gesture, visibly annoyed. He points at the desk chair in front of him.

And you realize that you were wrong about Sarah and him. It is something different. But what?

You follow his lead, sit down and let your eyes wander around the room again.

It looks even worse from inside.

Darker.

Colder.

Humid.

Uninviting.

It is heartbreaking.

How could a decorated soldier end up here? It seems so very inappropriate. It is an offense for everything he sacrificed, his body, years of his life, his brothers...

You suddenly feel angry at the world for making this war hero stay in a windowless garage. But this is not why you are here. You need to know what's going on before you get upset about the next thing.

Echo exhales loudly for a long time. His arms are crossed, the scomp becoming part of a barricade to block you, keep you at a distance. He still looks upset. And old. And exhausted. His skin looks even more unhealthy than normal, bearing a tinge of gray. He is in a terrible shape. There is nothing you would want more than take him in your arms and tell him everything's OK, go on with the plans you made for the evening, take care of him, spoil him, watch the color come back to his skin and the smile come back to his face, even if it's just a little bit.

But his body language is crystal clear.

He wants to keep you at a distance.

You feel hurt.

But in a way it feels like you deserve it with your unfounded jealousy and your unannounced visit.

Echo looks over to the mattress and the hammock on it. Thick red fabric.

You hear him sigh a couple times.

You can't look at his face all the time. Not when he's like this. So you look over to the hammock too.

The silence is suffocating.

“I'm on sick leave” Echo says quietly.

You immediately feel a knot in your stomach.

Sick leave...

Is that why he made such a big secret out of it? Does he have a severe condition? Maybe life threatening? Incurable? Maybe...fatal? Is that why he saw Sarah so many times? Clones were bred to withstand almost all common diseases, it can't be cancer or a common virus but...

You feel your chest tighten when it dawns on you.

His cybernetic parts.

Maybe they started to fail.

His legs...they must have been the first to be affected. That's why he's limping.

But there is more...you know very well which parts of him are cybernetic on the outside but inside...you have no idea how much of his heart, his lungs, his...brain is cybernetic.

What if something fails? You can't just replace his cybernetic parts with off-the-shelf components; he runs on experimental soft- and hardware without any documentation, these are all black boxes - there would be no way to know how to make it compatible, there would be nothing anyone could do.

So maybe his parts are already failing.

Maybe that's why he looks so exhausted, so sick, so old...

Your breath gets faster, the tight grip of naked fear taking control of your lungs and you feel every breath hurt in your chest when you stare at Echo with open eyes, his look still averted, still on the hammock.

The world seems...distorted, out of phase.

This can't be happening.

“Do you have to die?” you whisper anxiously.

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[amorfista]

This feels so warm and lovely, nothing but pure sweetness! I'm digging it ♥️

fulfilling clichés

Echo x reader (gn)

summary: Date night with Echo!

warnings: some kisses at the end, fluff

word count: ~700

a/n: this is the eighteenth fic for my advent calendar for my special boy echo!

p.s. english isn't my mother tongue, sorry for mistakes!

Echo and you walk through the streets, laughing and smiling. He had his cybernetic arm around your shoulder, pulling you close to his side and spending you some of his warmth.

You decided to make another date evening today.

First, you had dinner in a fancy but luckily relative cheap restaurant, and now you're making your way to the local movie theater. They have a special offer today. It's close to Christmas, so they're showing some fitting movies.

"We haven't decided yet, which one we want to see," Echo says after some time, looking over at you.

"Hmmm, I read that there are a few good ones on today. Have you seen some of them?" you ask and start to list the ones you remember.

Echo just shakes his head, already knowing there wasn't any Christmas film he'd ever seen. "It's actually the first time for me to celebrate Christmas at all."

Immediately, a sour feeling spreads in your gut. You already knew that. A few weeks ago, Echo was a little bit confused about all the new sweet things in the store. When he asked you about it, you realized that he didn't even know what Christmas really was at this point.

You tried to explain it, and even though he was confused about all of it at first, too, he happily decided to (quote:) "try the Christmas" this year.

So you've decided that it'll be the best Christmas ever. For him, and for you. You started to show him everything. Christmas cookies, markets, trees, decorations and a bunch of other stuff. Today was the turn for the movies. Or, at least one movie.

"Oh? I've seen some. If you want, I can sum up some of the plot," you suggest and as he nods with a sweet smile on his face, you start to explain the different movies to him, without spoiling too much.

Echo nods along. Sometimes, he crinkles his eyebrows in a cute way, unsure of what you're telling him isn't rather a fever dream than an actual movie, but in the end, he all in all looks very neutral.

"So?" you ask, "If you didn't like one of those, we also can look at the descriptions of the other movies I don't know."

"Hm... Well, I sure wanna know what the others are about, but there are some you already watched that sound good, too," he says, and you agree.

You do as you said and in the end, you decide to watch a film you already know, and you're more than satisfied with that.

You buy the tickets and stop at the small snack counter. Today is also a snack-spacial. Next to the usual stuff, you can also buy hot chocolate, punch and cookies.

For a short moment, you think you're in heaven.

Both of you decide on the punch and the cookies, relatively fast.

Together, you make your way to the small movie hall, looking for your row and sitting down together on your pair seat.

Fulfilling the cliché, Echo lays an arm around you. You lean onto him and place your hand on his stomach. The cookies stand on a small table that was attached to the seat in front of you, and you reach for them now and then.

When the advertisements start, you two are making fun of them and laugh quietly. As soon as the movie starts, you try to be quiet and watch it.

Occasionally, Echo asks some small questions about it, or you two comment some of the things in a whispering tone. You don't want to disturb anyone of the others.

Sometimes, you also share some small kisses or light touches, like your thumb drawing circles on his tummy or his hand slightly moving up and down your shoulder. Everything is sweet and cozy and with every minute you are close to Echo, the evening is getting better and better.

You don't mind if you're the cringy couple, as long as you feel so loved and warm with him and as long as your heart beats in your chest and the butterflies fly in your stomach in that special way.

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[amorfista]

Happy Birthday!!!

Here‘s a spiky bloke for you!

Thank you for being such a wonderful friend and bearing with my craziness!!! ♥️🖤🦾

I hope you have a wonderful day!

AAAAAAHHHHHHGDHSSHDS

A cute little spiky bloke 🥺😭♥️ I LOVE it!!! Thanks a million for this, and for your invaluable friendship ☺️♥️🖤it's gotten me through a heck ton and I can't ever thank you enough for it!!

[amorfista]

Messing with sketches for the very non-serious bad batch pterosaur AU:

I’m mostly just messing with colorations for now. I think I like the general shape of the spec pterosaur for Wrecker, but I don’t love the pattern I’ve got so far; Tech, Echo, and Hunter are headed in the general direction I want, but I want to do a bunch more passes on them; and Crosshair’s nnnooooooooot anywhere close yet. I like Omega, though.

I’m honestly still a bit undecided on the species for Hunter and Crosshair, actually, because a cryodrakon should be even a little smaller than I’ve got it (buuuut then again, that doesn’t really matter—I like. I have to make Crosshair a cryodrakon. It’s perfect.) And I do like the idea of Hunter being kind of pocket-sized compared to the others, but I think I’ve got him too big for the species I picked. Thalassodromeus was not that much taller than a human, meaning he should be quite a bit smaller than I’ve got him compared to the others. Then again, pocket-sized Hunter is fun.

Also:

I’ve decided they all just make funny pterosaur noises. For comedy reasons.

[amorfista]

"Who threw that?" "I did. Now apologize to my friends." This scene from s1e1 #thebadbatch is honestly so iconic not to redraw. They are the daring duo!!

[amorfista]

Thank you from the bottom of my heart @isthereanechoinhere96 ❤️, you know it's taken waay too long, but I'm glad I didn't rush it and that's mostly thanks to your constant support and reassurance!!❤️

I'm going to make sure to give Echo the spotlight at some point, you've given me so much confidence about his design choices ^^

It will take what it will take and I'm okay with that :) But you know you're getting little sneak peeks, specially if Echo is in those!🦾❤️🖤

Shortly after starting their journey, and having arrived at Firelink Shrine safely, our heroes decide to take a short break and learn more about the origins of this world, before adventuring into bigger challenges. Tech has obviously already done his research, but wants to make sure his siblings are aware of what is to come. After all, this will be a long and dangerous journey, and if they aren't careful, they could all succumb to the Darksign that brands them...

But, how did they get to Firelink Shrine? What is the journey that awaits them? And what is the meaning of this Darksign?

...to be continued! ❤️

P.S. These frames are a drawn version of the actual intro for Dark Souls. Here's the cinematic if you are curious :))

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I'm backkKK!!! 🥹I'm sorry about my absence. I'll try to be more active around here since I have some pending asks and mentions to reply to!! It's been busy and weird these past two months, and I haven't had the strength to continue with the project despite how badly I wanted to. Thank you from the bottom of my heart for your support, and I hope you enjoy!! ❤️😊

[amorfista]

Oh my gosh, the Dark Souls AU!! This looks so amazing. I mean your art is, generally, incredible so I cannot wait for more. Terrified for what awaits everyone though!!

11/10 gorgeously done

AAAH, thank you friend!!!❤️😊 I'm so excited to share the story, it means so much that you like my style and project that much!!!💕😍 Have a great day!!❤️❤️

[amorfista]

Shortly after starting their journey, and having arrived at Firelink Shrine safely, our heroes decide to take a short break and learn more about the origins of this world, before adventuring into bigger challenges. Tech has obviously already done his research, but wants to make sure his siblings are aware of what is to come. After all, this will be a long and dangerous journey, and if they aren't careful, they could all succumb to the Darksign that brands them...

But, how did they get to Firelink Shrine? What is the journey that awaits them? And what is the meaning of this Darksign?

...to be continued! ❤️

P.S. These frames are a drawn version of the actual intro for Dark Souls. Here's the cinematic if you are curious :))

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I'm backkKK!!! 🥹I'm sorry about my absence. I'll try to be more active around here since I have some pending asks and mentions to reply to!! It's been busy and weird these past two months, and I haven't had the strength to continue with the project despite how badly I wanted to. Thank you from the bottom of my heart for your support, and I hope you enjoy!! ❤️😊

[amorfista]

Seksy Eksy

Do you remember Eksy’s summer vacation and how he had to wear his armor all the time? This is my second attempt to make a shirtless Lego Echo and I feel I’m slowly getting better at this 😁 I might add some ports to the left arm but apart from that he’s finished!

Btw you can see the first attempt (painting instead of waterslide decals) in the St. Martin comic.

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[amorfista]

Mr. Kix, I'm sick, please help me feel better 🥺♥️?

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Who wants to get their physical?

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[amorfista]

YAY, IT'S FINALLY HERE!!😍😍

I can't express how badly I wanted to continue reading this!! It's been a while but absolutely worth the wait!!❤️

I adore the first part of this fic... The little sleepy sigh and calling of his name when Echo comes to bed... I do that too whenever I work early mornings and my boyfriend comes to bed later than me.. . And now that we are apart, I miss him so much and it touched my heart! 🥺❤️

Echo's gasp when the reader bites his neck oh MY GOD 😩♥️ I literally can't stop imagining myself there. I love this man and I CANNOT HIDE IT.

About the second part, the jealousy, and insecurities.... It is sadly relatable. Reader has more control over her own trains of emotion than I would in that situation. It's painful but really well done. And now the cliffhanger... aaaaAAAAAHHHH

IT'S TOO MUCH!!! WHO THE HECK IS SARAH. PLEASE LEAVE ECHO ALONE OMG. 😡

Whole - Part I

Part 7 of Starstruck

Summary

After an intense series of missions that kept you apart you finally have the time to spend an evening together. But Echo has different plans.

Rating: Teen and Up

Word Count: 3051

Warnings: Jealousy

AO3

It's been a rough two weeks. A high ranking imperial delegation was nearby, a unique opportunity to gather intel and sabotage key equipment. Echo had been working like a mad man, left early, came back late – very late – at night, obsessed by everything they could achieve within such a short amount of time. He was XO for most of the missions, sometimes had several of them a day and he prepared all of them with obsessive precision and love for details, briefed and debriefed them, wrote all reports.

He took great care to schedule everyone in such a way that they would get enough time to rest, recover, recharge their physical and mental batteries before they would go on the next mission.

Everyone...but himself.

You knew it. He didn't have to say it.

Rex probably knew it too. But he couldn't stop him and he knew he needed Echo, his experience and skills. He didn't like it but he couldn't talk him out of it either.

You both knew it was his way to repay the debt he thought he had after Skako Minor. No one but him thought this way. But his idea of a debt was the only thing that mattered to him.

Whenever he came home to you you were already in bed. And he was done. You could hear the front door in your half-asleep state when he finally arrived late after midnight, heard the shower when he washed the day off and heard him sneak into your bedroom, quietly lift up the blanket to your left before he carefully cuddled up to you, trying not to wake you up but letting you know he was there.

“Mmmmmh....Echo” you'd always mumble, too tired to say more but happy, snug, relieved he had finally made it back. It would take him seconds to fall asleep and considering that it was Echo that meant a lot. Soon you would hear the quiet huffs leaving his mouth, his breath warm against your neck, then feel his arm around your body relax and you would doze off, happy to know that he returned safely into your bed and lived to fight another day.

It wasn't easy. You didn't have time for each other at all. There was no weekend in the rebellion.

You missed him dearly.

And all you could offer was the safety of your bed, a few hours of peace, laying next to each other, letting him feel the warmth of your body.

You couldn't help on these missions, they didn't require your expertise.

So you were useless.

And you didn't even have time to talk to each other about what he did all day.

The turmoil at the underground network made it necessary for you to stay away, you would hardly find anyone there anyway because they were all on missions or recovering to be fit for the next round. No one would wait for you, not even the bullshit brothers. And you would compromise their location for nothing. So you kept your distance and bored yourself to death in the evening, having nothing to do but to miss Echo.

But tonight the delegation left.

Finally.

They left and all that Echo had to do was check all the debriefing notes one last time, take down the lessons learned, give his final wrap-up to the team and then he would finally have time to take a step back and find a way to slow down.

Rex had forced everyone to come in no sooner than 10 am. He knew the last weeks had taken a toll on everyone – including himself. And he knew some people – especially Echo – had to be forced to take it slow to be able to start the next missions with a fresh mind. So Echo would be with you for breakfast for the first time in two weeks.

You looked forward to see his face in the warm morning light. You hadn't seen it since the delegation had come.

You missed it.

Echo probably left your bed a long time ago when your alarm goes off. His mind was still on his normal schedule, his body didn't care that the missions were over for now. You get up and open the door to find him sitting at the kitchen table, a cup of tea in his hand and a data pad in front of him. The rays of the morning sun warmly caress the ashen skin on his face.

He is even more beautiful than you remembered him.

He hasn't seen you during the last weeks either and you can see it in his eyes, he looks at you, studies your features, curious whether his memory of your face still matches what he sees.

And he has a little smile on his face.

“Good morning” you whisper, overwhelmed by the butterflies that gather in your stomach at the sight of this man.

“Good morning” Echo answers shyly, puts the cup down and scratches his arm above the cybernetic part.

You walk over to him, hold his face with both your hands and kiss him. “I missed you.”

“I missed you too” Echo mumbles between kisses and scratches his arm again.

“Did we have a mosquito in the bedroom tonight?” you ask him.

“Huh?”

“Because you're so itchy.”

“Ah...” Echo pauses. “Yes, probably. I think I heard it.”

“Well lucky me” you laugh. “It only wanted your sweet cyborg blood and spared me.”

“Yeah, lucky you” Echo answers and subtly rubs his right arm against the backrest.

“I'm gonna find that blood sucker! I'm the only one who's allowed to bite you” you say with a grin and gently bite in the crock of his neck.

Echo gasps and chuckles.

The day at work passes awfully slowly but fortunately you already made sure you can leave early. You know Rex will kick Echo out as soon as his final briefing is done and you want nothing more but to pick him up, take your time when you walk home, your arm around his waist, soak in his scent, cook him dinner, drink a glass of wine and bathe him.

In that order.

You already arranged everything to spoil him.

The food for cooking, the wine, the candles, the scented bath soap.

And you'd only have to pick him up.

You enter the industrial building with a big smile on your face, one that you can't hide from the others but also don't have to because you could pretend it is because you finally get back to the network's hideaway and all the friends you made there.

You want to march straight to Echo's office but the bullshit brothers stop you.

“Heyyyy! Haven't seen you in a long time!” Fireball takes you in his arms and lifts you up.

Nemec rolls his eyes and pushes your shoulder. “How nice of you to finally join us again.”

You raise your eyebrows. “Yeah it seems my skills were utterly useless for whatever you've been doing.” You notice the bruises and scratches on Nemec's and Fireball's arms and wonder if Echo looks like that too. He wore long sleeves this morning so you couldn't take a proper look at him. You mentally prepare for the worst, you'll see it soon enough when you bathe him.

And you realize something else. You could swear that his footsteps sounded differently last night. Almost as if he was limping...You'll have to check on that too.

“Guys, I'd love to stay but I got something to discuss with Echo so if you'll excuse me...” You march towards the door of Echo's office.

“Oh don't bother” Nemec says. “He's already left.”

You turn around. “He what?”

“He left” Nemec says again.

“But he didn't...” you almost said 'But he didn't say anything' but that would give away your expectation to be informed about his whereabouts and that would probably seem a little off considering that your relationship was still a secret.

“Aaaaand...” Fireball added “Guess who left early too?”

You shrug. “Rex?”

“Sarah” Fireball says and raises an eyebrow.

Sarah - the medic of the underground network. A civilian supporter like you. A lovely woman who you've never seen in a bad mood ever, not a single day. Freckles, curly hair, a smile on her face and a lightness that you'd like to have but knew you would never achieve. And an excellent medic. Not only for the regular checkups but also in the field.

“So?” you ask.

“Well you can't know because you weren't here but Echo spent a lot of time in her office recently” Nemec says with a suggestive tone in his voice.

“He practically lived there” Fireball adds.

You frown. “He did?”

Maybe he needed medical care, you think and try to fend off any thought about Sarah and Echo together, something the bullshit brothers clearly try to imply. A medical issue would explain the limping. You were already unnecessarily jealous of Chuchi - no need to make the same mistake twice.

“Well maybe he got injured during a mission” you assume but your voice is already slightly hoarse.

Both shake their heads.

“We were curious” Nemec answers. “...and checked the debriefing files. An injury has to be listed there. No injury.”

“But I got a little something...” Fireball says and grins. “Today I had my medical and I went into Sarah's office directly after Echo was there – yes he was there again. She went outside to follow him and that gave me time to look around...And look what I found...” Fireball triumphantly holds up a nut. An awfully familiar nut. The nut from his cybernetic arm. At least it looks like it.

Your stomach twists into a knot. He let you take the rust off his parts but he never let you take them off. It was something unspoken between you that it crossed a line. You always felt him tense up as soon as anything ever went in that direction.

The idea that Sarah could get close to him in a way that is off-limits for you hurts. It was probably just a medical matter but still…it feels so intimate.

“I guess he's going nuts for her” Fireball laughs and rotates the nut between his thumb and index finger. “And it got me a little souvenir from Corporal Overachiever. I think I'll look for a necklace to carry it with me all the time. Makes a great charm.“

Nemec facepalms hard and shakes his head but Fireball is determined.

You hardly hear his rambling though. You are already lost in thoughts. Why had Echo not called you? Why did he leave just like that when he knew you would come and pick him up? And why did he visit Sarah so often? Did they have a thing? Were his missions a little shorter than you thought and he spent a few hours at night with her before he snuck into your bed? And did he shower to wash away her scent? And did he allow her to get close to him in a way that was off-limits for you? Maybe that fact that she was a medic made it easier for him… And since no one knew about the two of you but Rex he could have done it perfectly without raising attention. Sarah wouldn't know about you. You wouldn't know about Sarah. Rex would think he is having a doctor's appointment...fuck!

You realize that your thoughts are spinning round even though you promised yourself not to be jealous again. You need to go to Rex and ground yourself. His calm attitude will surely help you and he'll be the first to have a good explanation for Echo's absence.

“Erm...great loot” you mumble and finally leave the bullshit brothers.

When you pass Echo's office by you see a sign...and freeze. It tells you that he'll be absent for seven days.

A whole week...

That's quite unusual.

Echo would never stop working for seven days.

Never.

Not even for you.

And he would have told you.

You frown.

This is getting more and more mysterious by the minute.

Rex's door is closed but you hear a “come in” when you knock.

You're not sure if it is just your imagination but Rex seems to have a guilty look on his face. Is he hiding something?

“Hey Rex...” you start. “Erm...where's Echo?”

“He left early” Rex answers and tries to sound as casual as possible.

“OK...erm...I saw the sign on his door...”

“Yes, he took a personal leave.” Rex still tries not to show that he feels uncomfortable but he's really bad at it.

You swallow and look him in the eye.

“I'm a little surprised that I didn't know about it...since this is a personal leave and I happen to be part of his personal life...”

Rex still looks guilty. He raises his hands and groans quietly.

“He planned on calling you. Things will sort themselves out, OK?”

“Rex, what is going on here?” You slowly begin to feel angry. Rex seems to know the issue but he doesn't want to tell you.

Rex exhales sharply.

“What do you expect me to say?”

“Give me something, Rex” you plead.

“He will call you, OK? Let him explain this to you in person.”

You feel the knot in your stomach again. Why would Rex say something like this? Why wouldn't he give you at least a little hint to make you feel better?

You sigh loudly.

“Rex...I'd like to see him. Is he at home? Can I have his address?”

Rex clears his throat.

“I'm sorry I can't give you that. I don't think Echo would approve...”

You feel desperate angry tears fill your eyes and suppress them. Your chest heaves and you pierce Rex with your eyes, hoping to see something, anything in them that would give you a hint about what's up with Echo. But his eyes only show regret, nothing more.

You turn around and silently leave the room. It may not be polite but you know Rex will understand. And maybe Echo will call you and tell you he booked a vacation for the both of you. Maybe he doesn't know the concept of having to take the days off at a normal job and thinks he can do it just like that. Maybe he's already packing up the bags. Yes, that must be it! He wants to surprise you with a vacation! And Rex didn't want to spoil the surprise! And your jealousy made you see a guilty look on his face that was never there. Your mood lights up and you start smiling enthusiastically while you walk down the hallway...

...until you pass by Sarah's office.

She has a notice of absence on her door.

Just like Echo.

Just one more day than him.

Just like you would have done it so people wouldn't talk.

Just like he always left half an hour after you so no one would notice that you went to the same place.

Your smile slips. The knot in your stomach is back, worse than before.

With a clouded mind, almost like in trance, you walk towards the bullshit brothers.

“So how was your time with Sexy Rexy?” Nemec asks. “It was shorter than I expected.”

Your somber thoughts dull your brain and every word sounds muffled in your ears...

“Nemec...” you hear yourself say. “...Fireball...you don't happen to know Echo's address? I need to get something from him and now I can't because he's already gone and will be for the next week. It's urgent.”

You know it is a Hail Mary and you can't think of any reason why the bullshit brothers should have the address of Corporal Overachiever. You immediately feel stupid about the question and hope your desperation doesn't show too much.

Nemec and Fireball look at each other.

“Well actually we happen to have his address...” Fireball says tentatively after he obviously interpreted Nemec's glance as approval and smirks.

Your face derails in disbelief and at the same time you feel a tingling in your stomach. You have the chance to visit Echo. At his home. His home he never showed you before.

But what will you find there?

Sarah?

You try to brush the thought aside. You can't be jealous again. There is an explanation for Echo's absence and Sarah's leave at the same time and Rex's behavior. There has to be an explanation.

“You do?” you stutter. “Why...why would you have his address?”

Nemec grins. “We had planned a little Halloween special for him, but we had to postpone it to next year when Rex sent us on a longer mission.”

“Can you...erm...give it to me, please?” you ask, still stuttering. You don't even ask them if they ever considered that a 'Halloween special' could be inappropriate for someone with Echo's past. All you want is that address.

Nemec pushes a button on his communicator and relays the information to your device that confirms the successful transfer with a beep.

“Thank you” you rasp, “I...I don't know how to repay you for this.”

“Must be something really important you need” Fireball says dryly. “And if you pay the drinks at the next party we should be even.”

Nemec and Fireball grin. They are well aware that you always pay their drinks anyway. It's not like they actually get paid for being part of the rebellion.

“Thanks guys” you say and rush out.

Your data pad shows the way, it will be a 20 minute walk. Maybe 15 if you hurry. The fast pace will help you blow off some steam and to take your mind off what you will see when you get there. You are grateful for every minute you don't have to spend pondering, taming your mind, freeing yourself from the idea that Sarah and Echo grew close while your skills weren't needed for the missions and you couldn't do anything but sit at home and wait for him to finally sneak into your bed.

You try to brush the thought aside another time.

Tell yourself no.

It's just my imagination.

It's just my jealousy.

But it's easier said than done.

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