#ask box memes

[corner-stories]

aruani and 7 plz?

Types of Kisses Prompts

7. Unbreakable Kiss - The type of kiss that really shouldn’t be happening, it’s a mistake, but you just can’t find yourself able to pull away. this is set in the canonverse btw!

The wheels of the moving train hum from below, imbuing a sense of serenity into the atmosphere of the sleeper car. With the doors closed the privacy is palpable, opening a plethora of possibilities that neither can ignore.

Armin feels a sense of thrill as Annie kisses him. A thought is fresh in his head, the idea that outside the doors any sign of affection between them could be mocked, a notion that perhaps some actions should not be happening. It makes him kiss her back harder, his arms wrapping around her waist as she straddles his lap. Her hands find his hair, her slender fingers running through the strands and grazing the short-cropped texture on his nape.

Maybe there's a sense that they should stop, that they should break apart and act more inline with the ambassadors the world sees them as. Outside the little walls of the sleeper car they're to be travelling the world, attending meetings in some bid to achieve peace between nations, yet here they are mashing their faces together like a bunch of horny teenagers.

The most logical thing to do would be to stop, yet neither Armin nor Annie can find themselves pulling away.

So they remain on the bottom bunk. She nibbles on his bottom lip and opens her mouth just enough to let out a sigh, their noses brushing in the process. Soon her hands move to his torso, touching the tie that hangs from his neck. Despite their haste, Annie manages to loosen and slip it off.

Armin lets out a chuckle when she lets the garment fall to the floor, but before he can let it turn into a laugh Annie's lips are on his again.

And he lets her.

As they kiss Annie's fingers work the top buttons of his shirt, undoing them at an agonizingly slow rate. Soon she's pulling the white fabric aside just enough for her fingers to brush across his chest.

But before Armin can even begin working at Annie's blouse, the door of the sleeper car slides opens.

Like an inconveniently divine force, Pieck pokes her head into the space with her usual relaxed expression, the kind that always seems to contrast whatever situation she finds herself in.

"Hey, Annie, have you seen-"

Pieck immediately gets an eyeful of the shorter blonde currently straddling the less-shorter blond on the lower bunk. The lighting of the train hallway is scant, but Armin can see the subtle look of surprise on his colleague's face.

Suddenly, Pieck grins and let's out a scoff. "Ha! Knew it!"

And just as quickly she closes the door and graciously grants Armin and Annie their privacy once more.

[vervainveil]

𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒.

( based on this damned song. dangerous game by chris grey. it’s giving tension, but use however you desire. )

❛ we’re probably on a path to self destruction any day. ❜

❛ but i know you love the rush , you need it running through your veins. ❜

❛ addicted to the pressure, we don’t ever play it safe. ❜

❛ find myself in this world made for two, but only one gets the crown. ❜

❛ took a step into something new. i won’t ever turn around. ❜

❛ ‘til i’m lost in your maze, i’m onto you. ❜

❛ in love with the chase. ❜

❛ we’re playing the most dangerous game and i’m all in. ❜

❛ it calls our name. ❜

❛ we love being each other’s prey. ❜

❛ poison in your touch, you’re both the drug and antidote. ❜

❛ we’ve been dancing with the devil trying not to lose control. ❜

❛ fire in your eyes. i can feel you getting close.❜

❛ maybe we’ll beat the odds, but we don’t know the cost. ❜

❛ no i won’t ever stop. ❜

[babytarttdoodoo]

💕

💕: What seemingly meaningless action of theirs is most beloved by someone close to them? Do they know how much they love it?

You know the tongue thing? That 😜 thing? Yeah, everyone loves it. Everyone. And most would not admit to it under pain of death.

Roy thinks it is stupidly attractive. Keeley always found it so cheeky and funny. Georgie knows it means he's absolutely not sorry for what he's done or is about to do. Simon is always relieved by it, letting the silliness calm the knot of worry he always has about him. Ted took it as a sign of belief. Sam sees it as confidence incarnate.

I could go on. Just.

[greenbergsays]

For the fanfic asks - 41 :)

41. Favorite fluffy tropes?

I'm a real sucker for "everyone knows we're dating/in love but us" like the two characters being totally committed to each other but SOMEHOW? They think they're just friends. Just really good friends.

It was a Thing in Stucky fandom and now I get a whole new spin on it in Buddie fandom and honestly, fam, I am Fed

Like that's my shit, please give me ten thousand fics featuring exactly this.

Also the accidental term of endearment trope?? Or secret endearment in a different language? Confessing your love in a language the other one doesn't understand???

Like anything stupidly sappy, basically, I'm a slut for it.

I appreciate a good cliche as long as it's done well.

[minimavampiress]

★ -- 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐊 𝐒𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐍 ( 𝐖𝐄'𝐋𝐋 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐁𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 ) 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 - 𝐩𝐭 𝟏

𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐍 𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐓𝐔𝐃𝐄

❝ How you been ? You settled down ? ❞ ❝ I was raised out in the cold . . . ❞ ❝ Scared to live . . . scared to die. ❞ ❝ If I get too close . . . and I'm not how you hoped . . . ❞ ❝ Forgive my northern attitude ; I was raised on little light. ❞

𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐊 𝐒𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐍

❝ Kept on driving straight and left our future to the right . . . ❞ ❝ I'm stuck between my anger and the blame that I can't face. ❞ ❝ Doc told me to travel , but there's Covid on the planes. ❞ ❝ It's half my fault , but I just like to play the victim. ❞ ❝ I miss the way you laugh . . . ❞ ❝ You once called me forever ; now you still can't call me back. ❞ ❝ I saw your mom ; she forgot that I existed. ❞ ❝ I hope this pain's just passing through. ❞

𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐌𝐘 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄

❝ Okay. I feel good about this. ❞ ❝ I'm saying too much , but you know how it gets out here. ❞ ❝ No winter coat could keep out all the cold of your atmosphere. ❞ ❝ We'd shake the frame of your car. ❞ ❝ I know your name , but not who you are. ❞ ❝ It's all okay. There ain't a drop of bad blood. ❞ ❝ It's all my love . . . You got all my love . . . ❞ ❝ You burrowed in under my skin ; what I'd give to have you out from me. ❞ ❝ At the end of it all I just hope that your scars heal. ❞ ❝ Babe , I swear I was scared to death . . . ❞ ❝ I smiled stupid the whole way home. ❞

𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐒 𝐌𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊

❝ There was heaven in your eyes . . . I was not baptized. ❞ ❝ Everything's alright when [ he / she ] calls me back. ❞ ❝ Look at me ; and don't you lie. ❞ ❝ I could be your sacrifice. ❞ ❝ I do not exist to die , but live to die while saving you. ❞ ❝ Why am I so obsessive ? Hanging on to every sentence . . . ❞ ❝ This town's the same as you left it. ❞ ❝ Your page was blank but I read it. ❞ ❝ I don't get much sleep most nights . . . ❞ ❝ I was too afraid of livin' life in your footsteps. ❞

𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑

❝ I'm in the business of losing your interest. ❞ ❝ I turn a profit each time that we speak. ❞ ❝ There's a coffin buried under the garden. ❞ ❝ My house was designed to kinda look like it's crying. ❞ ❝ I was taking the wrong meds ; feels good to be sad. ❞ ❝ My mouth was designed for my foot to fit in it. ❞ ❝ I know that it ain't much . . . I know that it ain't cool. ❞ ❝ Some day I'm gonna be somebody people want. ❞

[feralkwe]

“Everytime something goes well, I momentarily forget how much I despise you.”

(hahahaha ouch, but you've handed me the keys to explore something, so bear with me as i cbf to look up the cutscene again right this minute, and i'm doing my best to remember this conversation, having just watched it the other day.)

It wasn't until she heard G'raha's pained cry that Kit slowed her steps up the Crystal Tower stairs. She spun about, chest heaving with the breaths of their exertions. Elidibus was likely at the top of the tower, so why were they stopping now?

"I'm afraid you'll have to go on without me," he said from his position on the ground. "Find Elidibus, and end this."

Kit looked at him there on the floor, limbs akimbo beneath himself as he rubbed at the crystal slowly encroaching upon his body. He was not a tall man, and she was a much taller Viera woman, but in that moment he somehow looked smaller than she'd ever noticed. Like the pain wracking him was diminishing him before her eyes.

Pain. Everything that hurt her now--the ways she threw herself into danger again and again believing his lie that she would be fine, the very dire circumstances that held her friends' lives in the balance as their bodies deteriorated on the Source, and the fact that she was once again being forced to kill a very damaged man--could be traced back to him. Even as he aided her now in what she knew must be done, she resented him for it. Resented that he once again put her in a position to be the only solution to his problem. She watched him as her teeth ground together until she was certain she'd make dust of them. Perhaps it was not his fault she'd been forced to kill Emet-Selch. Perhaps he'd not intended to endanger everyone she cared for. Perhaps, even, he had believed she would survive all he asked of her, and that everything would resolve as he claimed. But even now, a great threat hanging over them once again, she felt cornered.

She must have watched him too long, as he asked, "What is it, my friend?"

She couldn't stop herself. "Why me? Was there ever a time you even considered another option?"

He blinked up at her, having the audacity to look surprised. "How can you ask me such a thing?" His eyes focused intently on her, his expression so earnest that she knew beyond a doubt that he believed every word which was about to come out of his mouth. How he never wavered from his faith that she could and would be the salvation he sought for this world. How he devoted all he was to his people. That always was this path clear to him. Never did he believe it would fail. Never did he believe there was any other way forward.

"Elidibus said much the same thing," she told him, her words soft and gentle for all their ferocity.

His mouth dropped open, and for a few of her quickened heartbeats, he seemed at a loss for a response. "How curious," was all he managed.

"Curious, indeed." She looked to the sky, the vortex of the firestorm raining destruction down upon them. She did not like it, and something in her heart knew she would one day regret this act too, but she understood there was no other way out than to kill Elidibus. "I have to go." She frowned down at him. "Will you be alright here?"

"I am not quite so helpless as that," he assured her. "I have a few tricks, but I will not play my trump card save in your presence. I will see you succeed, and then I will see to it that you and your friends are returned to the Source."

She believed he meant that, and all of her anger aside, she could not help but love him, at least a little, for all he was willing to sacrifice to keep that promise. After all, if she could see the acts of Emet-Selch and Elidibus as acts of love, then she must be able to see his as such, too.

Still, it could not erase everything he'd done. “I believe you, and everytime something goes well, I momentarily forget how much I despise you.”

If he said anything else in response, she did not hear it. She was already running to hurtle herself into bringing about yet one more death she knew she would live to mourn.

[deardarlingdevil]

I just got a bouquet of sunflowers in my inbox both on my art account and on this sideblog 😭💞

@djmorn @octarinecat @changeling-fae @cambion-companion @irlswampy @unreadpoppy thanks ya'll!!!

[undergroundmemes]

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tw: coma mention, afterlife

“Did you sleep?”

“Hey, at least they used a nice photo of you.”

“I’m trying to focus.”

“If you ask me, what’s really missing here is a little…tact.”

“Say with me now. Just one more time. They can’t hear you.”

“Maybe I’m in a coma somewhere and some overworked nurse is stepping on my breathing tube.”

“Someone’s been reading way too much Stephen King.”

“There are some people I think you should meet.”

“They can’t see you and they can’t hurt you.”

“She’s really into Kerouac poems and confrontation.”

“What do you need to know?”

“I don’t know who did this to me.”

“Is that weird or something? Not knowing?”

“So then, what do you remember, cherry pop?”

“I’m too scared to try. But you should try smiling some more.”

“I texted you a reminder, which I know you read.”

“He doesn’t even like horror movies.”

“Hitting the hard stuff a little early?”

“I came out to ask you the same question.”

“You know, you don’t have to lie to me.”

“Maybe you’re just the best detective.”

“I will leave you to squander your future in peace.”

“You just come find me when you’re ready.”

“We don’t know what happened yet.”

“Anything you want to say about this?”

“There are much better ways to pass your time here.”

“I know we’re going to spend a lot of time together but it wouldn’t kill you to at least pretend to be interested in getting to know me.”

“I was haunted by all the jokes they made when I was gone.”

“Okay, that’s where you’re supposed to laugh.”

“Still fixating, aren’t you?”

“Besides even if they did, we would have to hide it.”

“You’re going to get us into trouble.”

“I just don’t feel comfortable with you watching me like this. I feel very exposed right now.”

“Now’s not really a good time.”

“Current unsolved mystery. Pleasure.”

“Why does that sound familiar?”

“I can’t really talk right now. ‘Cause I have some holes in my memory to fill.”

“That’s why I’m here. I can–I can totally help you fill your holes.”

“Um, okay. I obviously didn’t mean for it to come off that way. In my head, it was more of, like a metaphoric–I can help you figure things out if you need it. ”

“You know what they say. Bros before strong independent women with bright futures. It’s a very popular phrase.”

“What the lord deny in brain, he deliver in beauty.”

“And boy did he deny.”

“Hey. Maybe it’s a good thing you don’t remember everything okay? Sometimes I wish I could forget.”

“I need you to force a confession out of someone.”

“I need you channel all your ghostly energy and dangle this sack of shit out of a window until he cracks.”

“Maybe this doesn’t jive your fantasy of what this should be, but we’re quite literally a world away. We’re not there, we’re here.”

“Talking about it won’t change anything. If I have to search this entire town for answers I’ll do it. I’m not willing to give up like the rest of you.”

“You gotta try to think about it as encouraging right? Like, at some point, you’ll be able to laugh about what happened to you.”

“I don’t know why you got diverted from the highway of life. But I really do believe that the easiest way to miss your exit if you’re always staring in the rearview mirror.”

“Nothing behind me, everything ahead of me, as is ever so on the road. ”

“I was protecting her.”

“For the record, it wasn’t an empty gesture.”

“Something happened. I know it did. Something bad.”

“She’s never gone silent on me before. That’s how I know something happened to her. She wouldn’t just disappear.”

“I don’t know how I’m going to survive this place without her.”

[corner-stories]

can you do 43 for aruani?

Rainy Day Dialogue Prompts 🌧

43. "I'll put the kettle on." listen, i gotta write my aruani post-canon seaside cottagecore AU somehow

With their home situated on the coast, rain tends to hit it just a bit differently. The ocean waves are never without the wind, the harsh droplets are never without the grey skies. Yet both of them are accustomed to it, having acclimatized to the corner of the world during the last few years.

So when Annie arrives to their cottage dripping wet, walking in on the all-too-common sight of Armin reading by the fireplace, he drops what he's doing on pure habit. Barefoot, he steps over the hardwood floors. In moments he's next to her, unhesitatingly helping her slip out of her rain-soaked overcoat.

"How was your walk?" Armin asks, hanging the dripping garment on the nearest hook.

Annie lets out a scoff. Sometimes the speed at which a day can go from 'plain and overcast' to 'raining sideways with just a dash of thunder' is staggering. What would have been a pleasant seaside stroll to clear her mind had quickly turned into her high-tailing it in the rain.

"Delightful," she ends up telling him, quickly undoing her bun to shake some rain out of her hair.

The smile that Armin gives her is kindly and warm. "Seems like it," he says, pressing a quick, yet affectionate kiss to her cheek. "I'll put the kettle on."

There are days where Annie feels like he's being too nice to her for some kind of reason. But on days like today, moments where he very willingly and unconditionally helps her get out of the rain and into their home, on days like today Annie is utterly grateful.

[reflectingiridescent]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love 💗

synastry, which is a WIP but is probably the thing I have written that most represents who I want to be as a writer, now, after going through my three years of terror

a diamond mind and those ocean eyes - indulgently filled the spaces I saw that could be filled in s3, which is what fanfiction is for, and there was something about the ending that resonated very honestly with me - these characters are gone at least for a long time, but they also changed me immensely; the fic reflects this as well as just the beautifully complex relationship both women share

Through Different Light: I still find poly relationships beautiful because of the honesty that self-security they require from their participants. I do love this story because it helped me work out my own feelings about this for myself, and taught me that fiction is always mine to use to make things make sense.

silk chiffon: Writing this started my healing journey and opened a new chapter for me as a writer. Through it, I began to solidify who I am as an artist but also a person.

The Legend of the Three Telepaths: a WIP where I lost momentum when my hard drive with the rest of the story on it crashed, but this work was really what made me realize that writing was not a pipe dream for me; it was something very real that I should invest in, and it has all of the fantasy and wlw and friendship elements in it that I love so much.

[babytarttdoodoo]

❤️‍🩹

❤️‍🩹: What normal or innocuous thing has their past ruined for them? Are they attempting to remedy this?

You want angst. I respect that.

Jamie does not like being the front passenger in a car. He has way too many memories of being sunken down in that seat, listening to his dad berate him while driving a bit too fast and hitting the steering wheel or dashboard loudly for emphasis.

He does not do well with anyone who gets road rage behind the wheel in general.

Sometimes he can't avoid it (people need to drive him places every so often) but he's identified safe people he won't flinch away from for braking suddenly or taking their eyes off the road.

Keeley, who always has to have music playing when she drives and actively encourages sing-a-longs. Jan, who will literally only talk about how inefficient and congested British roads are when he's in a car. And Sam, who is the most polite driver Jamie has ever encountered in his entire life and merely tuts at maniacs who cut him off.

Roy... took a bit to catch on. The first couple of times he gave Jamie a lift, he didn't really clock how uncomfortable he was. After they'd started their training sessions together and it became more convenient to share a car to work, he started to notice Jamie freezing up if he shouted at other drivers or got a bit trigger happy with his horn.

Jamie could be jumpy around loud noises, though, so he chalked it up to that and tried to tone it down. When even just muttering curses got a less than stellar reaction, he had to bite the bullet and ask.

[greenbergsays]

You dragged me onto this buddie train so now I can pester you with questions: 6, 10 & 22 of the fic asks!

6. Favorite fic (or one of them)?

You did ask me for that rec list and I never gave it to you *facepalm* I DID start it!! I just got distracted with the formatting, that's my bad, I'm still lamenting that I can't just make a rec page like I did with Stucky

Anyways, a fic rec for you:

the 00Q!Buddie AU. I've read it like three times, it's great <3

10. Favorite trope/element/scenario in fic?

I think we all know it's murder husbands. In every fandom.

I mean, I'm a slut for fluff and I love AUs, but one thing I'll always salivate over is unhinged codependency and a willingness to drop bodies to save one another and/or stay together.

I don't think that answer surprises a single person that's been here for more than 5 minutes honestly.

22. Biggest turn-ons in fic?

A lot of emotions during the sex and also desperation. I love it when they're desperate for one another, it's so <3 <3 <3

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For those just tuning in, come distract yourselves with fanfiction questions so we don't have to think about Other Things

[minimavampiress]

★ -- 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐊 𝐒𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐍 ( 𝐖𝐄'𝐋𝐋 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐁𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 ) 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 - 𝐩𝐭 𝟒

𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐋 𝐃𝐑𝐔𝐍𝐊

❝ I'm remembering I promised to forget you now . . . ❞ ❝ Am I half the man I used to be ? I doubt it . . . ❞ ❝ I ain't proud of all the punches that I've thrown. ❞ ❝ I gave your name as my emergency phone call. ❞ ❝ Even the cops thought you were wrong for hanging up. ❞ ❝ I dial drunk ; I'll die a drunk. ❞ ❝ I'm untethering from the parts of me you'd recognize. ❞ ❝ I'll rot with all the burnouts in the cell. ❞

𝐏𝐀𝐔𝐋 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐄

❝ This place had a heartbeat in its day. ❞ ❝ The boys are drunk , the sun is high. ❞ ❝ It just ain't that simple ; it never was. ❞ ❝ One day I'm gonna cut it clear . . . ride like Paul Revere. ❞ ❝ When they ask me who I am , I'll say I'm not from around here. ❞ ❝ I'll just pretend I didn't hear. ❞ ❝ I'll forget until it ends that I'm not ready to let go yet. ❞ ❝ If I could leave I would have already left. ❞

𝐍𝐎 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐒

❝ I get mad at nothing. ❞ ❝ I pull no punches , then feel bad for months. ❞ ❝ Hope the skin heals where the pain enters. ❞ ❝ Now , the weight of the world ain't so bad. ❞ ❝ I saw the end ; it looks just like the middle. ❞ ❝ I got a paper and pen and a page with no space. ❞ ❝ I can finally eat , and I can fall asleep . . . it's fine. ❞

𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐌𝐎𝐌

❝ Oh , you're spiraling again. ❞ ❝ Don't you cancel any plans. I won't let you get the chance to never make them. ❞ ❝ Don't let this darkness fool you ; all lights turned off can be turned on. ❞ ❝ I'll call your mom. ❞ ❝ Oh , dear , don't be discouraged. ❞ ❝ I've been exactly where you are. ❞ ❝ Medicate , meditate . . . save your soul for Jesus. ❞ ❝ Throw a punch , fall in love. Give yourself a reason. ❞

𝐘𝐎𝐔'𝐑𝐄 𝐆𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐀 𝐆𝐎 𝐅𝐀𝐑

❝ This is normal conversation , babe ; it's all fine. ❞ ❝ This is good land . . . or at least , it was. ❞ ❝ It takes a strong hand and a sound mind. ❞ ❝ I even gave up driving after nightfall. ❞ ❝ It makes me smile to know when things get hard , you'll be far from here. ❞ ❝ Pack up your car , put a hand to your heart. ❞ ❝ Say whatever you feel ; be wherever you are. ❞ ❝ We ain't angry at you , love. ❞ ❝ You're the greatest thing we've lost. ❞ ❝ We'll be waiting for you , love. ❞ ❝ We'll all be here forever. ❞ ❝ Who the hell likes livin' just to die ? ❞ ❝ You told me you would make a difference. ❞ ❝ It won't be of your own volition if you step foot outside this town. ❞

[feralkwe]

1, 2, 3, and 4 for Elidibus, because I'm mean. And 13, because I'm hilarious.

oh you. OH YOU. if you weren't equal parts these things you wouldn't be my bestie, would you?

something this character is truly proud of.

i mean, this isn't headcanon, but truly his seat on the convocation of fourteen? and not just any seat, arguably the most important seat. i think that and everything that requires of him, is something he puts great pride in. i feel like, had events played out differently, he would have considered it his life's greatest work. in a more personal headcanon that again, isn't really strictly a headcanon, is the way he was able to help wol throughout the great arc of his life. elidibus appreciates and always strove toward balance, and he seems to genuinely believe he accomplished that at the end. or near enough to it that it all mattered.

2. who they want to please the most. 

i think at his core elidibus was a people pleaser. not in a pushover sort of way, but in a very driven to do as right by as many people as possible through his work. in a pre-sundered world i think the way he went about that is rather obvious, as emissary. but even in his life as an ascian, i think the driving force behind his madness was the belief that he was doing right by his people, reaching for what would amount to gratitude for recovering all those lost souls, even if that may not have been the name he put on it.

3. who depends on them. 

in the world unsundered, literally everyone. his was a heavy burden, especially for one as relatively young as he was, even if he carried it proudly and with joy. every act, every word, every choice was part of that grave responsibility. that only deepened post zodiark summoning, and it focused down to pinpoint obsession after the sundering, obviously. every act of evil he took was born of love for the world lost, and i truly believe he thought all of humanity was depending on him.

4. what they would do if they had one month to live.

oh, fuck off.

pre-sundering he strikes me as a very 'set his affairs in order' type. doing what he could to make sure that no one was burdened after he was gone. to make the transition to his absence as easy as possible on those who cared for him. meticulous notes and directions and thoughts stored in memory crystals so that anyone who came after him could pick up and carry on where he left off.

and then? take something for himself. his was literally the seat of sacrifice, and i think he held himself back from anything that could have been seen as too indulgent. find a way to find peace with his fate, and some way to enjoy love before his time was up.

as an ascian, he does not have the wherewithal to even consider that he might not survive. even after lahabrea and emet-selch perished, defeat was never a possibility in his mind. his plan was to succeed. i think at the point of shb patches that sort of foreknowledge would have destroyed what was left of him.

maybe, though, given some sort of clarity, he'd have spared a moment of thought for unukalhai, who we know cared for him and misses him after he is gone.

13. what kind of parent they would be.

i love the way you really had to stick the screws in here.

compassionate. some part of his ascian self saved a child from the annihilation of a whole world. whatever his plans were, he took responsibility for this life and saw to his care and survival. there was room within his madness to choose this child. so, perhaps his own flesh and blood in a different life would have enjoyed utter devotion, patience, and effusive love. it would have reinforced the belief in the work that he did for the star.

i don't think about this ever at all, you see. i don't think about what an ascian--crazed and driven and so lost in his own tunnel vision-- would do faced with a child he did not know existed. i don't ever get tempted to go absolutely unhinged and write an au where this happens. not ever. there is no elidibun in the oven and we're probably all grateful for that.

i hate love you.

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- edwardnygma635

Ahaha, well, hello! I don't know much about you, yet, but I've heard you had been the lead forensic science technician at GCPD, and a rather brilliant one, at that! Seems we might have some similar fields of study in common.

Hmm, but you don't work with forensics nowadays, right? I've heard that you're a real lady killer since separating from police work. I suppose I should keep my distance, huh? ;)

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