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#this piece has been killing me#there are too many layers#hands were weird#i dont like drawing mugs#etc etc#this is based on that breakfast scene from notting hill btw#i just remembered#sakuatsu#haikyuu#(maybe i do like this piece a little /gen)#also if anyone notices that atsumu only has four fingers.. he doesn’t (it took me a long while to find it myself but if you zoom in ..#.. its there behind the outstretched one hahah)
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Hiya! I am back! I was busy for a couple of days. I hope you are doing well!
I do agree that it doesn't seem like the characters have lives of their own save for a few that you can see interacting on screen. but there aren't really any hints of off-screen interactions which is such a missed opportunity. The approve disapprove system is really vague too, like the worst that could happen if you have a low approval rating with someone is that they are kinda cold or hostile towards your player character. I suppose it makes sense in the setting but still kinda weird.
some shit has happened in my playthrough so far… HAWKE, I loved seeing my girl again. but I knew I would have to make THAT choice, to be fair it wasn't that hard to leave stroud behind. AND THEY MENTIONED FENRIS AAAAA I almost cried. but yeah I couldn't do that to my girl or fen because they deserve the world. also Varric, I'd hate to make him sad.
I am romancing Solas and he do be making me mad. I already know he is bad… it's an old game and I got it spoiled at some point. but yeah I don't know what the context is or what his motivation is. I would guess it's something, something elves and their old empire glory days. but it's interesting being able to clearly see the hints of when he lets something slip etc. my brother told me, Solas wanted the anchor for himself(?) and he has posed with his hand outstretched like the inquisitor does, once toward the breach and once towards cole. idk if it's just a mage thing but alarm bells were going off in my head. I have some theories but I doubt I am anywhere near the right answer. The reason I am mad at him is because he literally never wants to talk to me, I've cycled through all of his dialogue and it makes me sad, even after doing some minor quests for him he says nothing, and he didn't show up at wicked grace TT_TT. I suppose it depends on how you play it but I feel like his romance is very fast and then there is nothing? ALSO, THE DREAM KISS WAS WILD, I did not expect that to happen so fast.
Cole's quest was a bit interesting when choosing between making him more like a person or a spirit. I tried both and I had a hard time choosing what outcome I wanted but then I decided to make him more like a person, it was kinda bittersweet in a way and also Varric became like a father to him which was sweet.
oh, learning Japanese is really cool but it's so difficult! I know some small phrases and such but I don't think I could learn to read their characters, I already struggle with spelling in my native language and English haha. it's amazing that you're learning it! do you have someone that you can practice speaking with? I know that really helped me when I was learning English when I was younger. earlier this week I was on an internship at a college I'm applying. for some reason there happens to be a few Japanese students at that college, its kinda in the middle of nowhere so I was a bit surprised hahah I wanted to say hi in Japanese but I was too shy to do it ^^' 💜
Oh welcome back!! I was wondering where you were and if you were okay (: I've been alright! Allergies has been giving me headaches the last week or so >:
Omg yeah for me it was between Alistair and Hawke, and legit. I romanced Alistair both times I've played Origins because I adore him...but I sent him into the Fade. Because I just. Imagining Fenris losing Hawke was absolutely devastating. I couldn't do it. Especially with Varric there, knowing he'd be watching his best friend basically disappear to their death, and having to be the one that lets Fenris know. I couldn't do that to my boy. Hawke and the Kirkwall Crew is my Dragon Age Normandy and I will do my best to make them happy and keep them that way.
I romanced Solas my first time around (Cullen my second) and I highly agree that it's very obvious Solas' romance was a last minute addition. It just...has no build up, and the seeming insta-love it shows is terrible. BUT, I will say, the potential in that romance and the absolute devastation it has has me invested. I won't continue with a Solas romanced world state but I will definitely be seeing how it impacts things in the second game. I can talk about Solas' character for hours, he's the most heart wrenching character I have seen in a game in a long time, and how that translates into a fascinating romance... If it had been done right.
Yeah, there are so many opportunities to have the characters interact with each other in Skyhold and they just...didn't bother with it. Mass Effect 3 they started doing that a bit (and I think it should've been a thing in all three games too, show a cohesive team dammit!) and it was amazing watching the characters talk to each other and share stories and inside jokes and whatnot. They have a life outside Shepard. Dragon Age 2 didn't have a hub, and I think they did an amazing job with the party banter to compensate.
I really liked Cole's quest! I don't remember a ton of it but I also remember not knowing which decision I wanted to do (and kinda feeling confused as to why it was up to me to begin with). I think I decided to go with him being more of a person too!
I don't have anyone to speak with ^^' I've decided to focus more on just reading comprehension, mainly because my main drive to learn the language is to read manga and play games that don't get a localization. I'm also hella shy, so just imagining trying to speak the language or instant message someone in the language gives me so much anxiety!
Oh that's so cool! What's the major? Haha, aaaw, I feel that! I remember, back in high school, we got some Korean transfer students and I so badly wanted to get to know them (I was in a big KPop phase then and trying to learn Korean), but I was way too shy to approach them! I ended up writing a letter in Korean with a help of a Korean penpal instead! I don't remember how I gave them the letter. I think through a friend? They gave me a CD of their favorite KPop band but that was the last I ever had any interaction with them cause I didn't know how to respond.
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Wait you're taking prompts?? Omg I want to send you multiple hahah uhm how about '8 for codywan' ? I'd love some angst but I'll take whatever you like!
8. Shielding the other with their body
Cody wouldn’t say he has a favorite battleground terrain, exactly. Some are better than others—open ground is great for air support, and evacuated urban environments are well-mapped with plenty of cover—but some are worse.
Much worse.
In fact, Cody might not have one he likes the most, but cave systems are definitely the terrain he likes the least.
“Oh, it’s not so bad,” Obi-Wan says ahead of him, crouched behind a series of stalagmites as blaster fire reflects on the glistening cave walls. In the dull glow of Cody’s headlamp, he’s been steadily accumulating swatches of mud and grime.
“Which part, sir?” Cody asks, returning a few blasts with his Deece more for appearances than anything else.
“The lack of zombie bugs is nice,” Obi-Wan calls, and a twist of his wrist brings a couple of stalactites down on the droids laying down fire. “And the lack of radioactivity is an extra plus.”
It’s a struggle not to shake the man, sometimes.
“Sir, I’d like to log an official compl—”
Cody cuts himself off when he feels the ground jolt beneath his feet, just a little jump, but enough to make him hold his breath. These are ancient Geonosian caves, he remembers, on the very fringes of their society, and they weren’t made to handle creatures with skeletons on the inside.
Nor a heavy plastoid exoskeleton, if he wants to continue the metaphor.
The ground rolls beneath his feet, then, a massive circular motion like a boat caught in an ocean wave, and kriff, he thinks. The 501st had to blow the hive. They must have triggered something.
In the sharp highlight of Cody’s headlamp, Obi-Wan turns towards him with an arm outstretched. “Cody,” he says, and it’s not his usual here’s the plan tone. It’s just pure urgency, a hindbrain, instinctual kind of worry.
It’s a second of Force-given intuition that saves them both. Cody’s moving before his brain even fully registers the cave columns snapping while the walls and the ceiling and the floor all start, with terrifying cracks, to break apart.
His arms go around Obi-Wan’s waist as he tackles Obi-Wan towards the closest cave wall, away from the spreading devastation in the center of the chamber, where hopefully some structural integrity will be preserved. A limestone block slams into the back of his bucket, and it drives Cody’s head visor-first into the muck next to Obi-Wan’s.
The disorientation lasts until the rocks are settled around and on top of them. Cody comes back to himself slowly, cautiously, mentally mapping out the feeling in his arms and legs. The HUD overlay in his visor is the only thing he can see, and his chest feels like Alpha-17 has him in a full Nelson, but everything is mostly attached. In the bitter darkness, Cody tries to turn his head and can only move a few narrow centimeters to the side.
His visor’s equipped with a lowlight tactical mode, and his heart nearly leaps out of his chest when he turns it on to find Obi-Wan’s mud-striped face directly in front of him. Blood is winding through the dirt dusting his face, turning nearly black on the grainy grayscale image of the HUD.
“Sir?” Cody says, clicking his back teeth to amplify the vocoder’s sound. “Sir, please, I—”
Obi-Wan’s eyes flicker open with devastating, terrible slowness. “Steady, Commander.”
“Sir,” Cody acknowledges gratefully.
His heart rate starts dropping back down from astronomical heights, and he can feel, now, the warmth of Obi-Wan’s waist beneath his outflung arm, the chum-chum of Obi-Wan’s body keeping him alive, the faint but steady pound of his heart. Cody had landed chest-down beside Obi-Wan with one arm around his general, as if they were partners in some Coruscanti waltz: hip to hip, with their faces turned towards each other.
Cody takes a careful breath and finds his lungs can’t expand quite as much as he’d like them to. His chest armor is trapped between layers of bedrock, and its compressive strength is the only thing keeping him—and, next to him, Obi-Wan—from the crush of the rock above.
The overlying bedrock can’t be too heavy, Cody knows. Plastoid isn’t exactly katarn armor. But it’s enough, he thinks with relief. He can be grateful for ‘enough’.
“Are you okay?” Obi-Wan asks, soft, and tries and fails to shift the arm trapped between their bodies. “Can you breathe?”
“Mostly,” Cody says, and he’s grateful for the rebreather in his bucket. The main problem is the restriction, not the oxygen. “I’ve been demoted to structural support, it looks like.”
“Ha, well. You’ve always had many talents.”
Obi-Wan closes his eyes, and Cody realizes that he’s been staring into the blinding light of Cody’s headlamp. He swaps to infrared with a couple blinks, but, across from him, Obi-Wan keeps his eyes closed.
“Thank you, Cody,” Obi-Wan says, and Cody feels him shifting so that his far hand is tucked next to where Cody’s is wrapped around his waist. With effort, Cody tangles their fingers together as best he can. “But you don’t—you don’t have to keep putting yourself between me and what’s trying to kill me.”
“I don’t think I could; everything’s trying to kill you,” Cody says, but he doesn’t understand. Of course he does, he thinks, wondering if Obi-Wan had hit his head despite Cody’s best efforts. He’d put himself between Obi-Wan and the whole godsdamned universe, if he could.
“Even so,” Obi-Wan says, and it’s not possible, it’s not, but Cody thinks the madder blue gleam of his eyes manages to show up on the infrared. “Your life is worth no less than mine, my dear commander. We do this together.”
With a painful shift, Obi-Wan turns to put one hand up on the press of limestone above them. It doesn’t seem to move even a millimeter, but Cody’s chest can move just the slightest bit more, and he sips in a few more grateful breaths.
“Jorso'ran kando a tome, right?” Obi-Wan says, and something drops low in Cody’s gut to hear his general quoting Vode An, despite the horrible Coruscanti accent.
“We shall bear the weight together,” Cody agrees, soft, even as his heart spins itself like a centrifuge, separating himself into component parts, into duty and honor and an aching, desperate love for the man beside him. Obi-Wan is wrong, for once: there’s nothing Cody wouldn’t step in front of for Obi-Wan. Nothing at all.
His HUD beeps when a signal comes in, filtering through the limestone.
“The 212th have our distress beacon,” he says, and he feels Obi-Wan’s sigh of relief as if it were his own.
“Then we can bear this weight just a little longer,” Obi-Wan says, and he tightens his grip on their tangled fingers, and they do.
Send me a ship & a prompt from here, if you’d like!
#codywan#prompt fills#am writing#ask chel#lightasthesun#i couldn't quit put them at point rain but i did put them on geonosis haha#i'm not well-practiced in writing angst so i hope you like this anyways!#cw: claustrophobia#cw: cave-in
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10, 18, 21, 22, 28, 41, 44, 65, 98, 99, 107, 114, 118, 119, 131, 148, 150, 157, 194, 201, 212, 215, 216 ( I'm sorry if they're a lot but I like them very much)
OHMYGOD greddie this is your revenge isn’t it
Okay here we go
10: The word that I use all the time to describe something great?
My bf and me use the word “beste”. It’s german and means “best”, but we use it without any articles or anything. We just look at something or indicate what we mean and then say “Beste.” Which is a bit weird, I guess, but it happened once and now we can’t stop. We use it for things, but also food, or actions. XD
In english I think I tend to overuse the word “awesome” sometimes.
18: Movie I watch when I'm feeling down?
When I feel REALLY down, I usually watch LotR. I pretty much know it by heart by now so it’s really calming for me to watch, plus I just adore this world and its characters.
Very often I also turn toward the HP movies (to everybody’s great surprise, I’m sure), or Pacific Rim, or Pride and Prejudice... I have a ton of comfort movies.
21: What am I most afraid of?
Deep, philosophical answer: meaninglessness. I want to matter. I want to make an impact, I want to be remembered, I want to be needed, I want to BE. The idea of a meaningless life followed by an equally meaningless death scares the hell out of me.
Less deep and philosophical answer: dentists and spiders?
Putting this under a cut because it’s getting super long!
22: A good quality of mine?
I’m a good listener and I’m honest. So if you ever need honest opinions/advice on/for a situation your in.. i’m ur girl.
28: Something I miss?
Something or someone? SomeTHING I miss is my old home. I miss the house, the garden, I miss sitting on the roof, I miss walking out the door and being right in the middle of nowhere. I miss that so, so, SO much.
41: Do I have any strange phobias?
Dentists? That’s not strange, is it? My strange one is balloons. I can’t stand them. I go out of my way to avoid them. Helium filled balloons are fine, mostly, and hotairballoons are fine too. But the normal, like, kid-party balloons? I hate them, stay away from me.
44: Last book I read?
I’m currently reading “Norse Mythology” by Neil Gaiman and I’m enjoying it a LOT! Before that I read Shakespeare’s “Richard II” and absolutely loved it.
65: What fictional universe would I like to be a part of?
Hmm. I want to say Middle-earth, but I think, given the choice, I’d rather be a witch in the HP universe? But then again, ROHAN. Or maybe a captain in the aerial corpse of the Temeraire universe? I DON’T KNOW. ALL OF THEM. ;--;
98: 3 things I love?
- the feeling when i’m becoming obsessed with something new
- when summer is over and it’s finally cold enough to wear a sweater
- meeting someone new and realizing you’re extremely similar and share so many thoughts and interests
99: 3 things I hate?
- Passive aggression, especially when it’s hidden behind fake concern. That’s extremely specific I know, but it’s something that drove me up the wall a few days ago.
- Lies. Cliche, but, honestly? Don’t fucking lie. What’s the point. Oh, that also includes, cheating, betrayal, etc, any kind of dishonesty.
- People who treat their animals badly. Ignorance isn’t an excuse. Read up on proper animal care before you get a pet. Seriously, it’s not that hard, you have the entire internet at your disposal!
107: Guilty pleasure?
I don’t think I have guilty pleasures anymore. I used to be ashamed of liking a bunch of things, but I’ve realized that it’s my business and my business only what I like and dislike. I guess a while ago I would have said Bollywood? But it’s not a guilty pleasure, it’s just a pleasure! Bollywood movies are awesome!
114: A place I have not been but wish to visit?
Norway. I want to go hiking or camping there, or both. It looks so beautiful on images I’ve seen, and I’m so interested in its history and mythology.
118: Do I like space?
I LOVE SPACE. Kid-me was obsessed with space. I had and still have a bunch of books on various space related topics.
119: Do I like the deep ocean?
HELL YES. Not as many books on that front, not in my possession anyway, but I’d love to read more about it. It’s so amazing to me that we’re still exploring and finding out new things about all the stuff that’s going on down there. It’s mysterious, and I live for mystery. (Same with space, obviously)
131: Am I a good liar?
Hahah. I’m the WORST liar. I hate lying, so I always avoid it. I blush and laugh. I can hold eyecontact but it’s still obvious. I’m just. The worst liar. And frankly I’m happy with that!
148: Which fictional character do I wish was real?
Temeraire. My beloved imperial social justice warrior dragon Temeraire. I love him so so so much. SO much.
150: What is the best decision I have made in life so far?
Let’s face it, I have not made any good decisions so far. Jk, idk, maybe breaking up with my ex boyfriend, and moving in with my current one? Because that old relationship was SO not a happy one, but this one is so awesome. I have all the freedom I could ask for, but at the same time all the emotional support and love I could ask for as well.
Another good decision I’m really glad I made was reaching out to my brother a few years ago because I hated that we almost never talked to each other outside of family meetings/family issues. That has changed since then!
157: What makes me nostalgic?
Looking at pictures of the place where I used to live. I miss the castle, and I miss the park, and I miss the old christmas market.
194: If I could choose my last words, what would they be?
I’m not sure I want to think about that. I don’t think I could choose my last words right now, since I don’t know what I’ll be and what I’ll know when I die. If I was dying right now, my last words would probably be “No, this can’t be it, there’s still so much I want to do!”
201: A nightmare that has stayed with me?
I had a terrifying nightmare when I was a kid.
I was running down the hall in our old house, knocking open the door to my dad’s office and running inside at full speed, not noticing that there was a trap on the floor. I ran right into it. It was a magical trap, and it didn’t hurt me, but it pulled me down to the floor so I was lying down with my arms outstretched like I’d been crucified, and I couldn’t move. My parents and brother and I think my grandma were all there, just looking down at me with really sad eyes. Then they picked up my teacup and drew a black X on it, which, in that dream, meant that the person who the cup belonged to, had died. But I wasn’t dead, I was just lying on the floor, right there! I remember pleading with them to just help me up, help me get out of that trap, but they didn’t move.
It was scary as all hell.
212: Was I named after anyone?
I was! My mum named me after her favorite aunt, Christine, who, sadly, died before I ever had a chance to meet her.
215: What is the weirdest talent I have?
I don’t think I have weird talents. I’m not sure I have talents at all. I just put a lot of work and energy into the things I’m good at now?
216: Favourite fictional character?
Greddie. Why. Why would you do this to me. You KNOW I can not decide.
I’ll name my favorite faves, is that alright?
Eowyn, Boromir, Harry Potter, the Weasley Twins, The Fool/Beloved, Temeraire, Loki, Sam Winchester.
That’s FAR from everyone, but I tried. It’s a bunch of the ones who are extremely important to me!
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