#but if the problem was really “Tech deserves to be happy too”

[tangents-within-tangents]

Some of yall I swear: Tech’s death was SO sad, he deserved a happy ending with his family! So I’m gonna write a fix-it au where he is horribly injured, tortured, experimented on, traumatized, brainwashed, and forced to fight against the people he loves. Yeah, he deserves this!

Me: ????!?!?

[weneeya]

Hii I love your work sm !! I didn't see it anywhere but could you do anything with shoko as f!reader's girlfriend? If not it's ok

Love you <3

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note. hiii thank u sm aaa I'm so happy that you love my work!! omg ur request I'm dying I've never thought about writing with shoko but it's great idea thank u for that hope you'll like it! love ya <3

Shoko was outside the building, smoking silently. The last few days had been pretty difficult for her, even if she wouldn’t admit it. She wasn’t the type to speak about her problems to others, even if it helped sometimes. She was a lonely woman, or at least she had been for a long time. But things had changed. 

You just came back from your mission, and the first thing you thought about was to go see your girlfriend. You knew that it wasn’t an easy time for her and, even though you had to keep working, you wanted to be here for her as much as possible. Shoko was always acting like she didn’t care but you knew her too well to believe it. 

Your first thought was to find her and, like heaven heard you, you saw her at the moment you arrived. She was out there, in front of Jujutsu Tech, with a cigarette between her fingers. When she saw you, a slight smile appeared on her lips. She didn’t say a word as you came closer to leave a kiss on her cheek. 

“Are you okay?” you asked, a bit worried. You knew that even if she said yes, she would be lying. You weren’t dumb, even if your question was a bit stupid ; you were asking in order to comfort her. 

“I��ve known better,” she admitted while she was smoking slowly. She tried to be honest with you ; you were her girlfriend and she didn’t want to take the risk of losing you by lying about how she felt. She looked back into your eyes and she could see the sadness in them. You were too sweet for your own good, but she loved you like this. 

“It’s okay sweetheart, I’m fine,” she said to you, but the small pout that appeared on your lips confirmed to her that you weren’t believing her words. Before she could say anything else, you came closer to softly grab her cigarette. Soon, it was dying in the ashtray next to both of you. You looked into her dark eyes, before you grabbed her face between your small and soft hands. Her eyes were traveling over your face, without saying anything. You looked so pretty, from this close. 

As you started to reassure her, Shoko was only focused on your face, your touch against her cheeks and your gentle voice stuck into her mind. She closed her eyes slowly, before she let her forehead rest against your shoulder. You were surprised by her sudden move, but you remained silent for the moment. 

“I love you,” were the first words to break the silence that you were going through. You looked at her, and a soft smile appeared on your pink lips. Your fingers were slowly playing with her long brown hair as you answered an “I love you too” almost in a murmur. 

She was really glad to have someone like you by her side. You were the best girlfriend she could have asked for. You were like a dream, and she was ready to stay asleep a bit longer if it meant staying with you.

I love this woman sm she deserves more appreciation people don't talk about her enough pls request with women as much as you want

[laramarvelfan]

Charlotte (Ghostflower's daughter) relationship with the spider-anarchirts and her grandparents bc yes:

Miles:Cried from happiness when he knew he was going to be a dad. When Charlotte starts mumbling,Miles always implodes bc his daughter is too cute and pure for this world, Charlotte loves to see her dad drawing. he also does her hair, and when people ask: "Damn girl who does your hair?" and she says: "Oh! It's Mi papá! :)". He calls her "Mi pequena araña" (My little spider in spanish).

Gwen:She was insecure abt the pregnancy,but in a time she started to see that she was waiting one of the most important person in her life. Gwen is really caring with Charlotte, she always knows what Charlotte wants and gives all the love her daughter deserves. Gwen calls her "Char-Char" or "'lotte".

Hobie:He was really caring with Mayday in ATSV, so take care of another spider-kid wouldn't be a problem to him. Hobie was the one who stayed most of the time next to Gwen when she was pregnant of Charlotte and he was the first one to know that Gwen was going to have a baby with Miles.Hobie gave Charlotte a green frog onesie and she started wearing that onesie like a pajama.

Pavitr:He's the protective uncle,always help Charlotte and gives so many gifts to her. He would defintely buy tons of baby clothes and toys for Charlotte when Gwen was still pregnant of her. Pav calls Charlotte "Grahan" (Eclipse in hindi),Pavitr loves to babysit her every time he has a chance.

Peter B. and Mayday: He often sees Charlotte,but when he sees,he's really happy abt his niece,he gave most of Mayday's old plushies to her. Mayday plays hide 'n' seek with Charlotte sometimes,even that Mayday is really older than Charlotte,they get along pretty well. Mayday does friend bracelets to Charlotte

Noir,Ham and Peni: They often sees her, they love their niece still. Noir can't carry Charlotte bc he's kinda clumsy and Ham neither bc Charlotte when sat is taller than him lol. Peni is the only of team B who can carry Charlotte on her arms.

Margo:Always plays with Charlotte using their tech-powers,they let her play those dress up flash games,that still exists on Byte's universe. They make jokes abt Charlotte looking so similar to them when they were younger.

Rio and Jeff: Charlotte passes her vacation with her abuelos,and they go really well with their grand-daughter. Rio would give a lot of candies to Charlotte even that she can't eat those. Jeff is the grandpa who has a joke to every situation.

George Stacy: Charlotte passes her vacations with her another grandpa too, George loves his grand-child very much. He bought a lots of things to her when he knew he was going to be a grandpa. He gave those plushies Gwen had on her room to Charlotte.

Plus:Miguel is dead in the future,so, he doesn't know nothing abt Miles and Gwen being married and having their daughter,Charlotte. Jessica is the current leader of the spider-society,but she stopped to have any interaction with the spider-anarchirts after BTSV.

[fanfoolishness]

Headcanons for Crosshair's healing, post-finale

I'm definitely hoping to write fics incorporating most or all of these, but if I wind up stalling out on them, at least they'll be preserved here! I'm also linking to some fics or art where I've addressed some of these points, if you're curious. :)

In the immediate post-Tantiss aftermath, Crosshair is a foggy mess, between the shock and pain of his injury and the pain medication AZI has him on. He has some heart-to-hearts with his family here, but the vulnerability he shows during this time dries up once he's more clear-headed. Still, he realizes more and more that his family wants to help him, and will.

Once some of the major healing of his stump has occurred, he throws himself into helping his family build and furnish their new home (it's Star Wars and there's prefabs, so it doesn't really take too long, but it's a good distraction for a bit), as well as helping with simple things around the island like deliveries of things he can carry easily without a hand. He stays close to Omega when he can, feeling anxious when she's out of sight, something his brothers share.

The more routine and settled the days get, the worse his nights start to become. Nightmares of his time with the Empire, his imprisonment and torture on Tantiss, the terror and pain of losing his hand, and worst of all, Tech, start disrupting his sleep. He tries to pretend it's nothing, but his family isn't fooled. Decompressing from the absolute adrenaline rush of being focused on rescuing Omega leaves too much space for bad memories to start bubbling up, as well as unresolved grief.

Omega, realizing he's struggling -- and starting to struggle herself for many of the same reasons, which I could write a whole other post on! -- tries to get him to meditate with her again, but he brushes her off. No hand? No tremor? Problem solved, right?

AZI offers to work on a prosthetic for him, but he declines. Not because he's content with his arm as it is right now, but because he's afraid a prosthetic will shake, too, and because he still struggles with feeling like he doesn't deserve help.

He shifts into a depressive state with isolating himself from his family, eating poorly, and sleeping terribly. He spends a lot of time walking around with Batcher, and starts to notice some of the birds around the island. He still has moments of happiness, like when spending time with Omega, playing fetch with the hound, seeing his brothers doing well, or noticing the beauty of Pabu, but the instant the happy thing is over, the black cloud returns.

He resists any talk about Tech, even as his nightmares grow more and more to include his brother.

Until it's made clear that Omega is having a hard time, too, and modeling some of the same behaviors he is -- pulling away, clamming up, nightmares. It's when he sees her struggling that he realizes he still might not care about healing for himself... but if it could help her in some way, maybe he needs to try.

I haven't quite figured out the inciting factor for this next part, but something Happens, and Crosshair finally breaks down about Tech. I am envisioning something truly messy and painful. But when his family finds him and convinces him to talk, he finally starts letting it out. His guilt, his self-hatred in that Tech would still be alive if they hadn't tried to rescue him, that his message had had the opposite effect, that he didn't take the chance to come with them on Kamino or to go with Cody. He's worried Tech would be angry at him, would hate him for who he'd been in the Empire, for being the reason Tech died, and he's been carrying all of this for months.

His family is able to reassure him that Tech never stopped caring about him, that Tech would be the first to realize Crosshair had changed. And there'd be some very sweet moments where they remember him together, as a family. ;_;

The nightmares start to get better, and Crosshair asks Omega to start meditating with him again. It's not perfect, there are still hard days, but he starts being more social again, keeps up with the meditating, is better able to be there for Omega when she's having a hard time too.

With the guilt of losing Tech starting to heal, he can start trying to heal the rest of him, too. He works with AZI and Echo to try a prosthetic.

As he feared, it does shake, too, now and then. At first it panics him and he takes the hand off and doesn't try it again for days. But the others encourage him to try again, and as he keeps up with the meditation, the tremors get fewer. They still happen sometimes, but they are less distressing; if it really bothers him, he takes off his hand. He winds up wearing his prosthetic maybe 50% of the time, sometimes taking it off to relax and not worry about the tremors, sometimes taking it off just because he doesn't feel like using a second hand, sometimes just because it will always feel a little strange and he just prefers being without it sometimes.

Within a few months of using the prosthetic, he finds his old mirror pucks and builds a suncatcher out of them, taking an object of war and making it into something warm and artistic. Every time he looks at it, he remembers how far he's come, how he's becoming less and less defined by being a sniper, a soldier, every day.

Eventually, he and Echo do get word from Cody. Seeing him again is frightening -- remembering how badly he'd failed Cody when he had the chance, wondering if Cody will only see him as he was then -- but he's eager to show Cody how much he's changed. Cody for his part is still feeling guilt over the Order and his work for the Empire, and both of them are able to reassure each other and remind each other there is a path forward.

Within 2-3 years, Crosshair is doing far better. He still misses Tech terribly, but guilt and shame and repressed grief have changed into smiling when he talks about Tech, or quiet moments with rare tears when things are harder. He visits Tech's goggles sometimes, whether on his own or with one of his siblings. The messy breakdown and the knotty repression phases have largely ended. Nightmares are uncommon now, and usually soothed with meditation or talking to his brothers or Omega or Batcher. Like others have suggested he has probably taken up fishing as so many on the island do, but in his spare time he has started to appreciate the birds of Pabu, especially when he remembers how much Tech loved recording sounds. He finds recordings of several species on Tech's datapad and uses it to keep track of the birds he sees, feeling a little closer to his brother when he does so. His enthusiasm for the creatures rubs off on the rest of their family, too. He meditates daily; sometimes with Omega, but often on his own. Wrecker hates it and has fallen asleep the rare times he's tried it, but Hunter, to Crosshair's surprise, joins him occasionally. Batcher loves it and views it as part of her daily nap routine.

On trips home from the Rebellion, when Omega is frustrated or heartsick about losses or the odds they are facing, she knows she can always nudge her white-haired brother and say, "Want to meditate a bit?" And he'll say yes, every time. <3

Any thoughts? I do hope I get a chance to write all this out in fic form, but it was nice getting it down for my own edification :)

[hollysoda]

Okay so I know that totk turned one year old a couple of days ago but I was away for the weekend and didn’t get a chance to post something about it. Now I’m home again, I think I wanna just put some thoughts down

Firstly, I still love totk. It was a really fun game and had just as much fun playing through it complete blind as I did playing botw with only a loose knowledge of the game. In fact, I enjoyed it more than botw. Maybe it was because I knew more about Zelda than what I did back in September 2022 when I first played botw, or maybe it was because I could see the improvements they made when it came to dungeons and overall exploration. For at least six months totk was my favourite zelda game. Now, a year on, it isn’t.

I think on reflection totk is a very flawed game. While it is technically genius, story-wise it’s incredibly weak, possibly the weakest in the entire franchise. Here are a few points worth mentioning:

Why bother bringing back Ganondorf if he isn’t going to have any real motive? Is there a reason why he’s fighting with Rauru and seeking his own secret stone, or is he just doing it for funsies? Part of the reason why Wind Waker Ganondorf is so good is because he has a strong and clear motive. Without any motive, totk Ganondorf just feels like an enemy rather than a main antagonist

The main thing that drives forward a story is a theme to take away from it. Breath of the Wild’s theme was exploration and lost memories, Skyward Sword’s theme was loyalty and/or devotion, but it’s hard to tell what totk’s theme is. Sacrifice could be the outstanding one, seeing as both Zelda and Rauru make crucial sacrifices for the sake of Hyrule, but where else is it seen in the story? Totk just tries too many things, and having a clear theme would just help to solidify things

For a game that was supposed to solve the mystery of who the Zonai were it sure did a poor job at doing so. I absolutely adore the Zonai and in my opinion Rauru and Mineru’s designs as some of the coolest in the entire franchise but my god. Their lore is so underdeveloped it hurts. We know the bare minimum about their civilisation and culture. We still don’t know why they died off, why they built the labyrinths (and by extension who the Lord of dragons/owls/boars are), why they have secret stones in the first place, why is the Temple of Time in the sky when it was originally on the ground and most importantly why is draconification a forbidden act. If you’re gonna imply that the three dragons introduced in botw were once people then tell us!! Totk deserved a dlc that could explain all of this and not leave us in the unknown

Saying that the Sheikah technology just “disappeared” is an absolutely awful way of saying “uh yeah we never thought about that”. That’s some god awful world-building and planning on the developers behalf. Even if they just said that after the Calamity it lost its magic and then parts of it were repurposed for new technology, like the Skyview towers, it would be so much more believable. The Divine Beasts should have at least been in the game somewhere, perhaps in the depths. The lack of Sheikah tech makes the game feel so disjointed from botw, and makes totk feel as though it’s only a sequel because it has the same characters in it

The ending of the game just doesn’t sit right with me. Why bother having Mineru beg Zelda not to swallow her secret stone if in the end she would be able to turn back into a human. I understand the developers want a happy ending but at least let there be consequences. Let Zelda’s memory be a bit hazy or give her dragon features like many artists have done and let Link permanently be an amputee

Also the Ancient Hero angers me. I’ve got no problems with him not being a hylian because honestly it makes it wayy more interesting knowing that not every hero was hylian, but just explain why. If he’s some sort of Zonai, why doesn’t he look like Rauru and Mineru? Is he some sort of hybrid or a different breed of Zonai? And why does the tapestry depict him as a hylian if he’s not? Seems like an oversight more than anything

I think I should stop there because this post is getting long but uh TL;DR totk could have been a phenomenal game if they spent more time planning out the storyline and fleshing out lore. I get it, the game was originally botw dlc, but after so many delays we at least deserved a better story.

I do still love this game though Tears of the Dragon goes HARD

[zoeykallus]

Hey I love you’re writing and I wanted to ask you to write an bad batch and captain Rex/commander wolffe x reader about how they would comfort me if they were here

Yesterday was my birthday and my cousin who is my best friend and honestly sister and I had an argument 3 months ago and don’t really talk anymore She’s cold towards me and passive aggressive I think that I was right in our argument because she knows how this passivity topic triggers me and as I tried to calm my self she kept pushing on THAT particular topic and about my worst trauma and phase in my life my grandparents were there too and said that I should have said that she was right (bc she’s older) my parents think so too as well as my other cousin everyone tries too guilt trip me and I feel horrible She was my favourite person in the world and the only person I trusted I feel like shit and I am crying since hours She is always right and so perfect in everyone’s eyes I am not jealous bc I love her but I think that I deserve an apology but indeed she’s furious at me I really need some comfort and I would be really greatfull if you could write about this

Let me see what I can do for you 😊 And a very happy belated birthday! I'm sorry your special day was overshadowed with this.

Bad Batch/Rex Wolffe x Reader HCs - Comforting You

Strong Language (Crosshair 🤷🏻‍♀️)

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Hunter

He's gentle, he's patient and a strong shoulder to lean on. Of course, he is on your side, always having your back. Softly talking to you, caressing your cheek with his knuckles.

"It's okay sweetheart, I got you"

Pulling you close and holding you softly, waiting for you to slowly calm down in his warm embrace, Hunter has all the time in the world for you, especially when you feel down like this.

"Things will be alright, somehow. We'll find a way to solve this problem for the better"

He has a talent to make you believe everything, to make you feel better.

Echo

He's softly cleaning your tear-stained face with a tissue.

"Oh I see", he says softly, "There is more where that came from", and dabs away a few more new tears, rolling over your face.

Echo takes his time to be soft with you, cuddle and hug you, reassure you that things will be okay.

"Take a deep breath, my love"

He calms you down with soft words in his deep voice and holds you tight. Echo has probably cooked you a hearty soup. He's a damn good cook, and enjoying his divine cooking is a pick-me-up in itself.

Wrecker

Softly stroking soothing circles on your back, he is holding you in his strong arms.

"My sweet love", he coos, "You're gonna be fine. I'm right here for ya"

Wrecker is such a big, strong guy, but his sweet and loving heart is super soft for you. He will hold you for hours, talk to you, listen to every worry of yours.

He will never lose patience, never be annoyed. Wrecker is there for you, taking you seriously, trying his absolute best to tend to all your concerns and needs.

He will probably try to cheer you up with little jokes after a while or tickling you.

Tech

Of course, he's trying to analyze the situation, to find a logical approach. But, before that, he tends to your comfort. Tech is empathetic, not just logical.

Softly holding you, he systematically massages certain pressure points to ease your overall tension. And damn he is good at that! You'll soon be wax in his hands. Tech's long, dexterous fingers are downright magical.

Hanging in his arms, softly sighing, hoping his massages will never end, you hear him say, "Now love, let's think this through and find a way to approach your problem and fix this"

Crosshair

He's looking at you critically. Well, when is he not looking somber or critically? That look is not about you, but about the situation you're in. Crosshair hates to see you like this, it makes him feel down, too.

"Fuck them", he growls.

Your brows furrowed critically, you shoot him a look and say, "It's not that simple"

Crosshair sighs and rolls his eyes but pulls you close into a hug.

"Okay. Tell me what you need"

Be open about it, tell him what he can do to make you feel better, he will provide everything he can, hugs, cuddles, kisses, sweet words, you name it.

Rex

He's running you a bath. Hot water, some nice scent and a massage to lose the tension and help you take a breather.

"Take a deep breath, sit back and try to relax for a moment. Clear your head", he says softly, washing you with a soft sponge.

Rex is taking his time to comfort and spoil you, hoping to give your mind some ease.

"We'll find a solution, you'll see, my love"

Let yourself fall, it's okay, he's got you in every way you need him to. May it be reassuring words, a soft touch, snuggling up with him or get things off your chest, Rex is there to help. He wants nothing more than to make you feel better.

Wolffe

He is listening to you, holding you softly, leaned back on your bed. Wolffe listens closely, while leaving a soft kiss on your skin now and then, caressing you to sooth you.

"I understand why that's bothering you", he says gently, "Would bother me too"

Snuggled to his side, held in his strong arms, you slowly calm down.

"We'll find a way to solve this problem. Maybe you should try and get some sleep and tomorrow we'll talk through some ideas of how to fix this", he proposes.

"I don't know if I can sleep"

Kissing your temple, he says, "Would it help if we stayed snuggled up?"

"It might"

With a soft smile, he pulls you a little closer, pulling the blanket over both of you.

Ko-Fi (If you feel like giving me some coffee)

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[ellabsblvd]

heyy! I saw you write for Spider *excited hand clapping* this boy deserve more love! Soooo i wanted to request something hehe! So i was thinking, we grew up together with Spider and the Sully kids (we're human), and always been close to Spider, and both kinda have a crush on eachother but never acted on it. everything's good and happy until the recoms arrive. we get kidnapped along with Spider, and during the time with quaritch and his squad, we grow closer, and feelings get more real and intence. and one day (maybe when they attack the metkayina village trying to find jake), it's kinda too much for both of us, and it leads to a kiss (or lots of kisses idk lol).

sorry it's a messy request lmao i'm just happy to see someone who writes for him <3 thanks in advance!

nonnie don't even apologize ur so real for this. i had something JUST like this in my drafts you don't even understand how hard i've been thinking about this for weeks! lowkey don't think this is my best work but i'm still gonna post it cs why not

🧾: fluff, mentions of quaritch lighting that one clan tf up, distressed spider

heart to heart • spider socorro

you've always had to be around spider, and it wasn't a problem at all. of course you'd banter and roughhouse with the sully kids growing up, but at the end of the day it was always you and him.

being able to have your mother on pandora with you was a huge privilege, or at least to spider. you were taught things he wasn't, felt things he couldn't, heard things he didn't. not all of which was parental but also scientific. your mother being a scientist on pandora led you into the same path.

spending most of your time in the base working on tech instead of outside playing with spider and the sully kids wasn't always a downside. you preferred it like this anyway, the oxygen mask bothered you.

spider was a sweet child; but stubborn and convincing. especially on days you didn't want to be outside he'd always found a way to drag you out to small ponds and little ditches with the sully kids to play and splash. he'd lead you out of the base after fastening your mask, swinging his hand into yours.

spider made you feel normal on a planet full of blue aliens. (literally)

it seems as though you and spider were attached by the hip. and when you weren't, he'd come back to the base before eclipse and bring you many pretty flowers and trinkets kiri had lent him for that very purpose. nobody made you smile like spider did. even on days he was feeling down about his father, or just lack of parental figure in general, you'd be there to comfort him and return those smiles to him.

though spider loved to drag you outside the comfort of your very very very uncomfortable lab chair, he learned to leave you alone with time. (not really) but one unfortunate day spider managed to get you back out into the woods of pandora.

he blames himself for your kidnapping. if he didn't take you with the sully kids, you wouldn't be in this situation.

sat in his cell, he thought and thought. were you being out through that brain torture device too? did you tell them where jake was? did they hurt you?

tears welled in his eyes as he couldn't even bare the thought of you being injured.

when you reunited, it was with a deep hug. "holy shit." spider whispers in your ear. "i'm so sorry- this is all my fault." you're quick to shut him up. "no spider, you didn't know this would happen." he shook his head in response. there was a stronger feeling between you two; a different type of normal tension. you always knew you deeply cared for spider, but feelings become uncertain every-time you feel his skin on yours. it becomes so much more intimate. lovingly.

a deep sigh erupts from your lips when the sound of quaritch and his goons talking. curiosity forces you to pull away from spider, both of your feet slowly moving towards the conversation. crouching down, you eavesdropped. the plan was to move location onto a ship and sail to find jake sully.

i'm only what seems like a year you reach a reef na'vi clan. you can only weep and watch in terror as quaritch and his team scorch an innocent tribe. not only does this horrify you, but spiders screams don't lessen the damage. the moment was pure evil. nobody deserves to be treated like this... all to find one man?

spider is silent as he's pulled back into the ship. you're still sat the window where you watched the recent tragedy unfold. your eyes follow spider as he sits down next to you, quick to put his head in his hands and take deep breaths. concern clouds your mind as there's nothing you can deep right in your head to say to spider. is a conversation even possible right now?

so many thoughts at once makes you slow to realize spiders eyes burning deep holes into your face. when yours meet his, there's an entire universe of tenderness in them. an immediate abundance of love hits you in the chest. his brown eyes remind you that actions speak louder than words. your hand slowly moves forward onto his shoulder, and in one move he's softly pushing you into him by your waist and finishing the effort with a kiss.

this continued even after you were panting and heaving your chest. he couldn't get enough of you, and you needed more. though the kissing eventually came to a halt, more sensual hugs and touches were looming. now your feelings weren't uncertain. you loved spider whether that was platonically or romantically, and there was no doubt he felt the same way.

that same evening ship you both fell asleep at the window.

[stardusthuntress]

What Does Real Love Look Like?

Tech x female!reader 

(Now featuring a Part 2!)

Word Count: ~3.6K

Edit: I messed up, this totally calls the reader "woman" several times, I changed the description so it's clear it's a female reader! Sorry!

Summary: Reader likes Tech and struggles when they discover inadvertently that Tech and Phee are together. Ends happy though, I promise! Tech always pulls out his best for those he cares about, especially if they mean the world to him. Depicts an angsty but healthy budding relationship (between Tech and reader). Angsty fluff, sfw (will probably get a NSFW part 2 soon!)

TW: jealousy (reader jealous of Phee); no smut; reader learning to handle emotions in a healthy way with a supportive partner; reader is really struggling, emotionally, so very angsty, ends happy tho! Reader is noted to have had prior bad experiences with relationships - details not mentioned, just the feelings that come after a willing relationship that you realize after the face was, in fact NOT so great. Read the author's note for more info, please! I wrote this from my POV, and I totally did refer to the reader as a woman several times, sorry! I also mentioned the existence of a prior male lover for the reader! 

Heavily inspired by @originalcollectionartistry’s 2-part fic Guess I Waited Too Long (1 and 2) which I highly recommend, because they had a good idea to process emotions about the Tech-Phee thing by writing them out! So, thanks for the inspo, friend! 

Author's Note: I’ve been struggling since Tech and Phee became a canonical thing. I have always felt drawn to Tech, so it hurt to see another man that I liked stolen away by a woman that I felt did not deserve him (her introduction, the way she sat there throwing insults at each of the men and Omega - it is NEVER okay for an adult to insult a kid, in my book - and focusing on a trait that Tech rightly pointed out was not uniquely his, really bothered me). Don’t get me wrong, so far the writers have done a good job at depicting a healthy relationship budding between Tech and Phee, but I still don’t think they would be compatible. I might be biased though. I also realize it is not healthy to look at the situation from an “I liked him and I wanted him” POV. And Phee is turning out to be a much better person than she lets on at first. She just has to get used to someone and warm up to them to let them see her good side. I realize my dislike of her is probably somewhat unfounded. I tend to have very strong emotional responses to things - I need to be tested for a few types of neurodivergency, I am learning that frequent, strong, emotional responses are not a normal response to things. So, I wrote a thing to help me process it! It’s very self-centered. I have had some bad relationships in the past and I thought perhaps the best way to process them without forcing my next real-world partner to deal with them is to deal with them in a fic like this. FYI, this fic is also full of jealousy. Again, reader has strong emotional responses. I wish I didn’t get jealous, but I do, so I need to learn when and where it is okay to let that emotion out and when I need to turn it into something else. Also wanted to write something where Tech’s POV is written out in the way I imagine he thinks, similar to how I think. I have never been good at understanding emotions, I tend to stay quiet and just watch so people don’t scoff at my emotional responses to things, and I like to think that is similar to how he would process it. It’s from both reader and Tech’s POV, just for funsies! This is my first fic on here. I’ve been meaning to pack up the courage and just post something for a while now, and this one needed to be shared, my way of admitting my problems to more than just myself, so thank you if you bother to read this! It also hasn't really been edited well. I wrote and posted it all in one night, and now it's super late and I should get some sleep, but I needed to post it so I stopped bottling up my emotions. So without further ado, the story begins below!

You were in Cid’s parlor when the message came in. She shuffled out of her office already in a bad mood, complaining about how it had been more than 20 rotations since she had heard anything from her operatives and now she finds out they ditched her for Phee, finishing it with a frustrated “and you could even hear Goggles in the background calling her ‘darling’! It’s repulsive! And frustrating, the way they are taking to a life so different than the soldier-ing they were made for! They were my top team!” 

You sat there in shock. Tech… calling Phee ‘darling’? Your heart which had been so heavy with worry about him and his brothers now lay on a million pieces right there in the middle of Cid’s cantina. The world around you was drowned out by the loudness of your own mind. Until a bottle was slammed down on the counter in front of you. 

“What’s your problem?” It was Cid. “I just asked if you wanted to become my top specialist, and you still look like you’re at a funeral.” 

You ignored her and stared into the empty glass in front of you, mind still reeling, barely able to process the words coming out of her mouth. 

“I warned you kid. He didn’t like you like you thought he did, now did he?” 

“Guess not” you muttered more to your glass than anyone else. 

“So what’ll it be, another glass to celebrate being a free woman again? But if you’re going to mope, don’t do it here. I don’t need someone to bring down my customers. So either order another drink or go home, kid” 

Without another word you got up, tossing a few credits on the counter, and left. 

Back home, you cried yourself to sleep, promising yourself a vacation in the morning. You had enough credits for some time off, and you were going to use them. 

After a few weeks of searching (they had once again changed their comms), you finally located the batch on Pabu, and went to ask Hunter if he could tell Tech goodbye for you. He begrudgingly agreed, but then (probably rightfully) double crossed you, and sent Tech onto your ship to talk to you. Hunter was right, it wasn’t fair of you to ask him to play middle man, you needed to face your problems head on. 

Tech found you in your ship’s small living quarters that functioned like a one-room home for you, and you both stood in shock and silence, staring at each other for a few moments before Tech addressed the bantha in the room. 

“Hunter says that you wanted to say goodbye?”

“Yes.” Your answer was short and curt. Tech recognized it as anger, though it was not an emotion he was used to hearing from you, especially not directed at him. You were holding back from him. 

“Why have you become so distant from me? We are friends, are we not?” Tech asked. 

“We were.” You answered. 

“Why has that changed? Have I done something to insult you? If I have, please trust that that was not my intention.” 

“I know.” 

Tech raised his eyebrows and held still, waiting for you to continue. You still hadn’t really answered his question, and he knew you were aware of that. But he was also aware that you seemed to be struggling to find the words. So he remained quiet, giving you time to answer. 

“Tech… why are you doing this? Phee is out there. Why aren’t you out there too?” 

“I… am no longer with her.” 

You just stared at him in an apprehensive silence, now it was your turn to wait for him to continue. It wasn’t like Tech to be anything but long winded. His short answer stunned you. 

He looked at the floor. He could no longer make eye contact with you. Words failed him. 

“You don’t have to tell me anything you don’t want to, Tech. But can I ask you a question?” 

“Yes.” He still couldn’t raise his eyes to meet yours, though he did turn towards you. His eyes still trained on the floor, but stealing glances at your hands, which were nervously fidgeting. 

“What do you mean, you’re ‘no longer with her’? I just want to be clear on it. As previous experience has taught me I’m not as good at reading you as I thought I was.” You looked away. 

Tech’s eye’s shot up to you in shock. “I do not recall an instance when you could not read me.” It was almost whispered. 

You shook your head, still refusing to look at him. You couldn’t tell him your feelings for him, not now. 

“So Wrecker and Hunter were not toying with my emotions when they told me that you like me?” 

You turned your head towards your shoulder, still looking down, and gave a curt nod. Some part of you screamed that Tech had practically admitted he liked you, but your insides were too torn apart to process it properly right now. So instead you looked away again. Focusing instead back on the floor in front of you. 

“Phee has good moments, but her endless determination to warp the truth in her favor and downplay the important contributions of others, including that of Omega, is not something I find acceptable. So I left.” 

You finally looked at him. Stepping forward, you reached out a hand to touch him, but quickly pulled it back. It still didn’t feel right for things to go back to the way they had been with him. 

“Please don’t pull back” he was watching your hands. “I want things to go back to the way they were before. I don’t want to lose you. I did not realize that much was at stake or I would have acted differently.” 

“I’m not sure things can go back, Tech.” 

Tech would not take no for an answer. He accepted you might be right, that things could not go back to the way they were, but that did not mean they could not improve. He racked his brain for an alternative answer. 

Touch. You, Hunter, and Phee all had one thing in common: when people were upset you would reassure them with physical contact. Actually it went beyond simple reassurance, touch was quite a common occurrence with you. So he decided to try it now. He reached out and put a hand on your shoulder, albeit a little awkwardly. But your reaction was not one he was expecting. 

You gasped and flinched away. 

He retracted his hand. Watching in shock as you again turned away, this time out of his reach. You gripped your sides tightly. Your sides heaved. You were trying not to cry. 

“Did Phee teach you that?” You asked, and the pain in your eyes made him unable to look away. 

“I noticed that you, Hunter, and Phee all…” he stopped. When you heard her name your hand moved from your waist to cover your mouth and nose. You did not want him to witness your crying. But you could not hide your breathing patterns. 

A hug. He knew that would help. And he needed to finally feel you close to him. So he began to shed his armor and stack it neatly to the side. 

You heard him stacking it and thought he had gone back to work. Simply to ignore you like every guy you had ever been with had done in the past. You turned to leave, but we’re stopped by a pair of arms appearing slowly on either side of you, hovering a few inches away from you.

“May I touch you?” His voice was so small and timid, it was all you could do to keep your emotions inside. “Please?” 

You nodded. His strong arms wrapped tightly around you. And his nose found refuge in the crook of your neck. 

This was new, but as comforting as it was, a part of you hated that this had to start with her name attached to it. You didn’t want to hate her, she seemed nice when she let people in. But you weren’t sure you could ever really forgive her. Even if Tech hadn’t been yours, and the decision was up to both her and him, but not you. There was no holding back the tears now. Your head hung, your shoulders slumped, and the tears flowed. Tech, hung on tight. He didn’t know what else to do. Eventually your tears subsided, leaving behind shaky breaths in its place. 

His nose left your neck, as he tucked his chin into it instead. “Mesh’la” he whispered. 

You scoffed, “don’t you start with that. People only ever use that to get something they want from someone, it never actually means you think I’m pretty. I’ll calm down in a few minutes. You can leave if it bothers you so much.” 

There was silence, but he refused to let go. He was struggling to process it all too. He only ever said things if he meant them, and you knew that. He knew you knew that. But he also knew how blinding emotions could get. It happened to him on occasion too. 

“I don’t need your pity, Tech. Pity, or sympathy, or whatever you choose to call it, it’s the same thing. I never helps people grow, it only ever puts people beneath you. Do NOT call me that out of pity. Only ever say that if you really mean it. To me or anyone else. It is not a comfort word. Okay?” 

“You know I would never say something unless I mean it.” His words were only ever gentle and kind. He rarely ever even raised his voice when he was mad. Another thing you adored about the man. 

You bit your lip. Angry at yourself for your outburst. 

“I’m sorry,” you muttered. “Truly.” 

“I accept your apology. Though I am slightly concerned about your previous partners if your statement is a reflection of your past experiences?” You were quiet. “But that is a discussion for another time, if you are okay with that. For now, back to the matter at hand, why can we not pick up where we left off? I wish to be more than just friends with you this time too.” 

“Again, we can’t, it’s not the same anymore. I don’t have much to contribute to a relationship.”

“Yet, you had prior experience with relationships, I did not. Now I do. I do not see how that is a bad thing. Is it not a good thing that we are on more even footing now?” 

“Not all experience is good experience, Tech.” 

Tech’s heart broke. He had no idea that your prior experiences were not to your liking. His blood boiled at the idea that your last partner had not been aware of what he had. But he did his best to contain the anger, you clearly needed his comfort, not his anger right now. 

“I wanted to share the gaining of experience together. With you and only you Tech. Now that’s not an option. Now every time I look at you, I see only what she… what you experienced with her.” 

“You are jealous.” It was a statement, not a question. But there was no judgment in his tone. Merely an attempt to understand why you were upset. 

“I thought that, with you, I could maybe find a way to make my past experiences something I didn’t hate anymore. I wanted a chance to share the little that I do know with you, because then I would have something to share with you. But now it’s safe to say you definitely know more than I do. I really struggle to learn while dealing with such strong emotions. And my experience is a less than adequate match for what you have no doubt learned from her. I thought perhaps we could gain more experience together. It would have made me feel better if you were learning beside me. Now you have experience… and I… I am left behind… again. I felt like my last relationship left me with less of an understanding about what makes a guy tick than I started with. I know it is unfair to have ever held you to that, though. I’m sorry.” 

Tech still wasn’t good at feelings. He knew that. But he needed to make sure you knew that he was still the same man you fell in love with. And he hated watching the tears run down your face. “I will never leave you behind.” 

“And that’s the problem, Tech. I wanted to learn together. I don’t want a partner to have to teach me everything. I’ve been the partner that has to teach the other person, not sexually, but otherwise, and it’s really draining. I can’t ask you to do that for me.” 

“We can still do this without it becoming ‘draining’, as you say. Every person has different necessities in a relationship. There is nothing wrong with having needs, everyone has needs and limits. We can still learn each other side by side. This relationship does not have to be like your last, we can actively choose to make it different.” 

You were quiet. You couldn’t protest that. 

Tech's signature half smile graced his lips. You were his equal in mind, and that was one of the many reasons he loved you. But there were still moments where he could outsmart you, because that’s life. 

“I’m still me. I’m still new to this too. I still want to learn with you. If you’ll have me?” He asked, one hand sliding around the arms curled at your waist, until it found your hand. Fingers slowly and gently threading themselves between yours. 

You smiled and nodded. 

“Would it be easier for you if I did not use the knowledge I learned while with… Phee?” He wasn’t sure if he should even mention her name. The last thing he wanted was to upset you more. 

“No!” 

Tech flinched at your abruptness, but looked at you with curiosity. 

“Don’t make yourself into something you’re not for me. I love that you’ve learned more about relationships, it just hurts that it wasn’t with me like I had hoped. I just need your patience….. a lot of patience, while I process that… among other things. I know that’s a lot to ask—” 

“—No.” It was his turn to be abrupt and firm. “And I am more than discontent that your prior relationships left you feeling so inadequate. I just want you to feel comfortable being yourself around me. I’m still not very good at emotions either. Again, there is nothing wrong with having needs, so long as those needs are communicated. Everyone has boundaries and experiences they’d rather not repeat. Can we agree that communicating to the best of our ability is paramount, no matter how difficult it may be?” He pulled back and stepped in front of you, putting both hands on your shoulders as he spoke. 

“That sounds like a good idea to me. I can’t guarantee that I will always be able to put words to what I am feeling, nor will I entirely understand it myself. And it may take me a long time to get used to the idea that you were with someone while I still loved you.”

“We are both only human.” He stated. “You know I will also be in the same boat in terms of emotional processing, but you needed to hear me say it, didn’t you?” He stepped towards the chair and sat down. 

You nodded. “Like you said, clear communication from the start, yeah?” 

“Yes.” He replied. He opened his arms to you, offering a hug. 

You gave a watery smile, and stepped towards him, pressing your nose into the collar of his shirt. His arms wrapped around you, pulling you to the bed and then into his lap. Holding you tight in an attempt to comfort you and show you how much you meant to him. He couldn’t bear to see you in pain. 

“Can I ask you a question? You have no obligation to answer if you do not wish to do so, nor do you need to respond today if you do choose to answer it.” He asked, mirroring your question from the beginning of the conversation. 

You sniffled “yes.” 

“Would I be correct in assuming your last relationship left you feeling inadequate sexually, and/or beyond the bedroom?” 

You held your breath and gripped him tighter, curling into his chest even more than you already had. Trying to make yourself smaller. You didn’t know how to answer, or even if you could find your voice if you wanted to try to reply. It was all you could do to focus on breathing steadily, though each breath had gotten decidedly shaky. But he didn’t need you to say anything. Your body language was communication enough in that moment, as was your behavior leading up to this moment. The answer to both questions was yes. He gripped you tighter in return. 

“I am so sorry that happened to you. I will not bring it up again, unless you wish to talk about it. Though I must say I am rather angry at your last partner for leaving you like this. I want you to know it is not your fault, and I will do everything I can to support you through this. I cannot solve it for you, but I do not think you need me to do so, you are a very strong, brilliant woman already. I merely wish to be by your side to see you succeed.” 

“And here I promised myself I would not start a relationship in tears. I have a tendency to let my emotions get in the way, I’m sorry.” 

“There is no need to apologize. I merely wanted to gauge how I should proceed. Do not worry, I will not treat you like a delicate ornament, I am well aware you are strong and capable. Everyone has moments where they need to take some time to themselves and let emotions out. I am glad you feel comfortable around me again, enough to let me see your emotional side. I love this side of you just as much as I love the rest of you, because it is as much a part of you as all the other pieces. Please do not let my presence stop you from letting it out if that is what you need to do right now.” 

Your grip on his shirt loosened slightly. “Thank you” you mumbled into his chest, sniffling again. 

“Now, we’ve both done a lot of emotional sharing tonight. What do you say we get some rest and take this as slow as we need to?” 

You nodded. 

“Please let me take care of you tonight, Mesh’la. I wish to show you my love through my actions as well as my words.” 

“Okay.” The gleam was returning to your eye, and it made him happy to see you regaining some of that spark that he loved so dearly. 

He placed you down on the bed and began gathering all the pillows and blankets he could find and bringing them to the bed. 

“I realize you didn’t want to start a relationship like this. However, I have heard that it is beneficial to be best friends before a relationship begins?” He posed it as a question rather than a statement. It was his way of asking whether this train of thought was one you were willing to pursue with him. 

“I’ve heard that too.” Permission granted. 

He let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding as he handed you a pillow to hug. 

“Will you let me comfort you like a best friend would? And then perhaps we can get a second chance at starting a relationship in a more positive manner in the morning?” He returned with one last pillow and sat down beside you. You turned to him and opened your arms, asking for a hug. He obliged with a happy smirk. 

“Thank you, Tech. That means a lot to me.” Your grip on him tightened, and he came to realize this was not a scared grip, but a grateful one. 

“Will you stay with me, tonight?” You whispered into his shoulder. 

“In the same bed, by your side?” He inquired, gently. Clear communication. Your heart soared. So that’s what understanding looked like. So many times before you had been promised clear communication only for you to come out the other side realizing that partner didn't really know what that really meant, or to feel like they had been making fun of your need to communicate everything instead of asking politely as Tech had just demonstrated. 

Tech could feel you smile into his shoulder. 

“Yes.” 

“I shall.” 

He lifts the covers and gets you both tucked you in, noting your insecurity and struggle with letting him care for you. You're not used to being treated like this. He doesn’t like that. You have always done so many small, caring things for him. He feels like this is the least he can do for you. One last tear trickled down your cheek, and he kissed it away. Perhaps that was not what a best friend would do, but he loved you more than that anyways and you knew that now. Besides, it made you smile, that was what mattered. 

Things would be different this time. Things would be better this time. Tech was not like your previous lovers. He was observant and communicative, and you loved that part of him dearly. There was still lots to talk about, but it didn't all need to be processed in one sitting.

Please don't steal my work! I pour my heart into these so if you like it please reblog to share instead of reposting it!

[majorproblems77]

Recalled update! So I am here to yell about it for 30 minutes thanks :)

*Scrambling to escape the void that has consumed me over the last few weeks.*

HI, ITS ME

Okay, so we've got a recalled update! Im very excited and have been pouring over this update for a while.

Uni is consuming my life haha.

they are headed towards the castle while having some very important discussions. Mainly, what on earth do we call you all. (Which in its own right I find amusing haha. )

Okay, time for the important things! Recalled and all panels belong to @recalled11 and its wonderful artist @l3ominor. Go check it out!

You can find the comic page here!

Now lets get started because if i dont scream about my blorbo in approximately 5 seconds I'm gonna die

I love group photos of any Calabar, it's awesome to see them all together. And watching fabrics flow is detail that I am obsessed with thank you.

ALSO HIS WIFE AHHHHHHH I LOVE THEM

Its the blorbo, look at hims.

Also i love how chill he is about this. Like, 'oh more problems? Awesome, I needed something to do today' kind of vibe I love it.

Sky's walking stick! I love how inclusive of all sorts of things this AU is i thoroughly enjoy it. He gives me the I can kill you with this walking stick, but also have you met my wife vibes and i love him.

Time and Malon running off like this brings me great joy i love them.

And, sky. Are we talking about your journey or something else cause that's pretty ominous there. foreshadowing? Are we gonna get more about the past of these heroes at one point I'd love to know more about them.

It is a massive Hyrule, espically when you think about just how long it takes to get across each of them in-game. Wild's game it actually takes so long to get across even just Hyrule field.

Time please step back from the edge you're giving me anxiety.

Also backgrounds my beloved. Beautiful i love them.

PFFFFFFT

OMG

When i tell you i was laughing at this for a few minutes i mean it oh my god this is wonderful.

And Malon?! OMG

I find this so damn funny. Its wonderful.

Im so glad everyone is confused it makes this 10x funnier.

(You think when they get to know each other better he'll let Sky/Sun have a go? I would love to see that so much.)

Also seeing Wild smile, Like really smile. The boy deserves the world.

Im glad he's having fun. Its also great to see Zonai tech being used after the events of the 2nd game like this.

Yes, let's step into the wooden box of who knows what together? It'll be fun! :D

Flower, you gotta remember that these people have never seen this sort of thing, please explain.

Like you're doing right now flower? Like you're doing right now?

Everyone is so trusting of this box. I love it.

Just gonna say how GENIUS this is? LIKE A LIFT USING ZONAI WHEELS

I LOVE IT

This tells a lot

Sky is just impressed, look at how happy he is. Wonderful bean

Sun is hanging out, (Is she holding his hand? Thats cute) :D

Captain the professional as always.

Malon and Time are the absolute chaos of the group. Just look at them, Time has obviously never seen something like this and so him being the one who's like basically fallen over here makes so much sense.

Got me cackling again tho, I love this group of idiots a healthy amount.

Them <3

I was thinking about it tho... And the sailcloths they are identical. And we know they are married...

What if the sailcloths are a sign of marriage in this universe? Why else would they both have the same one, down to the blue outline on the edge that is closest to them. Like you give your lover a meaningful symbol to show your love for them, and in Sky's case he made a sailcloth for sun after she made the one he's wearing for him during the events of Skyward sword.

I think its the same one because his one looks significantly bigger than hers, which to me tells of a practical use as well as a decorative or symbolic piece. 332

Like im probably reading too much into this but then again. They are so cute that they would actually do that.

Captain pulling the absolute shenanigans of a group back on track. He is the brain cell of the group you can't change my mind.

HE CALLS HER SUNSHINE AHHHHHH

I LOVE THEM

THESE TWO MEAN EVERYTHING TO ME

Why is everyone in this comic so damn adorable okay, these guys are just cinnamon rolls who saved the world.

Just look at Time's face? You can't tell me he isn't the most cinnamon of the rolls.

AWWWWWWWWW

Have I mentioned how much I love Captain? Cause he is just so chill, but also professional. Professionally chill? Sure.

I can see a stressful situation coming up, and he just is the stoic leader who gets everyone in line and ready to fight the threat.

And flower, Who is just so sweet. I can understand not wanting to be referred to as princess now that their Hyrule is like how it is. I'm surprised this hasn't come up sooner. But it's cute.

Oh the silent princess. How symbolic you are.

I know people are not really into the flower thing but I am, you think we will see some nightshade at one point?

The flower.

The 2 flower heads, one open, one closed, The blue into white. With the yellow detail. It's Flowers colour pallet to a T and I love it. Maybe as we progress through the story we will see pictures of the silent princess again but with a flowering bud or maybe if something bad happens a slightly sad looking one?

I am obsessed with symbolism, so if those become a thing watch this space cause I will be excited about it!

(In fact looking at it I think, the stem in the middle and the yellow on her clothes are colour-matched. A nice detail!)

Okay thats all from me! :D

Have a great day/Night!

[silyabeeodess]

FusionFall Headcanons: The Westley Music Class Kids (Part 1)

Originally, I wanted to cover these characters one-by-one, however, I ended up running into a similar problem that I did when covering the Gangreen Gang as well as Rigby and Mordicai: It's really hard to talk about one without referring back to them as a group. I actually ran out of space writing this, so this post with cover about half of them and I'll have to talk about the rest later on.

Following Sunny's footsteps, rather than take up arms as soldiers, the band focuses on raising morale through their music. As they stay pretty busy and their families would also be greatly concerned if they travelled too far from home for too long, they don't leave the City area or split apart very often. In general, they are a strong, unified team.

Whenever the group does need to travel, finding the means of doing so typically lands on Eddie because of his family's wealth and connections. In fact, the Lawrences are one of the biggest backers for the Fusion Fighter radio network, inspired by their son and his friends to do their part in the war effort. (Mr. and Mrs. Lawrence are also relieved that this is one of the safer roles they could play if they have to get involved, and are always willing to pay for extra security to ensure their son's safety.)

Despite not being combatants, that isn't to say the group is completely defenseless either. Wherever they go, they are usually well-protected. A couple of them have also picked up a few means of self-defense since the war started. For example, Tamika usually keeps a small pistol or some kind of throwable weapon on-hand, matching any easily accessible weaponry for kids such as certain types of 2x4 technology, while Philly Phil is familiar with various pieces of tech to help keep track of roaming bands of fusion monsters. Even if they may not always follow safety protocols 100% of the time, they are aware of what they need to do when danger appears.

Out of all of them, Madison has the hardest time adjusting to life during the war. While she can be ditzy and her happy-go-lucky, head-in-the-clouds personality allows her to shake off most of the bad things that fall in her path, the everyday monster attacks do eventually wear her down. She still tries to stay upbeat, but she just can't escape into her own head as she could in other, much shorter-term situations. As such, she can find herself needing support as much as she is willing to give her support to others.

Madison is very familiar with imaginary friends, both from creating a few of her own when she was younger and from helping them when she can. Because of her bubbly, highly imaginative nature, she often connects with them very easily.

She is also the most empathetic when it comes to fusions of imaginary friends. Even if the news of how their imaginary energy affects their personalities to the point of breaking some of Fuse's influence over them isn't widely known, she already has an instinctual hunch that there's more to them than simply being evil copies. She willing to give fusions as a whole more of a chance as a result, sadly, whether or not those chances are deserved.

Kim places the most emphasis on reputation out of the group. During the war, her interest in fashion and trends has extended to a wider knowledge of the Fusion Fighters--both as a military force and the individuals within it. This is because, since fusion fighters have taken the spotlight, she knows of many in the same way she'd pay attention to the models and celebrities featured in her magazines. It gives her a wider understanding of what's going on in the world and hot to conduct herself in hot zones, even if she occasionally can get star-struck by certain heroes like Ben or Rex.

Her focus as a general percussionist also makes her the most versatile of the band kids. Even at times when Kim can't easily get her hands on an instrument, she can improvise well and share that sense of rhythm with other people. Other kids, particularly little ones, really enjoy these sessions.

Sunny has picked up on this as well, and so he'll work with Kim on developing pieces that utilize more body percussion. At first, it really made her feel underutilized as a musician since she does know how to play so many instruments. She had to see first-hand the effect this had: More people not only listened in, but actively participated in their music as it could be easily replicated by anyone, anywhere with limited resources. (For an irl example of this, think of how many more people know the rhythm and words to "We Will Rock You" over "We are the Champions" even though they're almost always played together. The former has a simpler beat to follow that encourages its audience to join in.) Since then, Kim enjoys taking the lead on these songs.

Lil'D is similar to Kim in this way, except it's almost impossible to separate him from the drums. Part of this is because it's the instrument he specializes in using, even though he can play other instruments as well; however, it also feels more integral to who he is as a musician. We see this importance in episodes like "The Devil and Lil'D," in which his drumsticks are tied to his identity. While not as utilized, an alternative he's explored as a result is street percussion. It's much rarer for the band to play this type of music, but has picked up a bit in places within the City.

Like in the show, Lil'D can sometimes let the fame go to his head. He occasionally forgets the true reason why music is important in times of crisis, or even where he is when crisis strikes--ignoring clear threats, such as fusion monsters in the area, when he's caught in his own head. When this happens, Sunny and his friends have to bring him back down to Earth. The gravity of the war has allowed him to mature a bit more in this regard, but he's still a kid and has a long way to go.

Despite this, his strong sense of confidence can also allow him to respond quicker to threats than the others as well. If push comes to shove and he and his friends are caught in a potentially dangerous situation with no one around to help, while he may not always make the right moves, his ability to react fast can protect them.

Being the most studious of the group, Kam is the most knowledgeable of what goes on during the war. With many schools shut down and people having to explore different ways of continuing their education from home or in new groups, the situation is extremely frustrating for him. You can bet he has countless apps and utilizes as many public resources as possible to continue learning on his own. More to the point though, paying more attention to the war effort itself as a result of these diverged studies has led to him experiencing a lot more fear than his bandmates. He can't shut his brain off, so worrying over the prolonged fighting can get to him. Thankfully, he has the perfect outlet for this by being in music.

Since the piano and keyboard aren't always available, like some of the other members of the Wesley Music class, he's had to find a more portable means of playing his preferred instruments. He's already had experience with the accordion and practices more with the keyguitar as a nice, added alternative.

Even with as much evidence as there is for magic and imaginary energy in FusionFall's world, just like in the Class of 3000 Christmas special, Kam doesn't put much stock into those things. As such, it takes a long time for him to accept anything of their nature and he prefers to listen to scientists/leaders that also lean away from those areas, like Princess Bubblegum.

[jupitersrising]

The Trojans + Adults' Hunger Games Districts

I did this with the Foxes in this post.

Jean Moreau: Canonically he was born in Marseilles, France, which is coastal. As a young boy Jean lived in District 4, Fishing before he was sold to the Moriyama's on the border between District 1 and 2. After (after he's free or after the rebellion depending on what you think happens in this au) he would move to District 11, Agriculture and just live a quiet, peaceful, happy life because he deserves it.

Jeremy Knox: He would be from District 10 or 11. I could see him loving to live on a farm and the tedious, long hours that it provided. Or D10 because I could see him caring deeply for the things around him—including animals. The downsides of these both are that D11 doesn't farm ethically, or at least pays their people for the amount of work they put in. And D10 slaughters animals to be sent out for food. So...both have their downsides, but I could see Jeremy being happiest there. (Also could be D4 but I like these ideas better).

Alvarez: (Admittedly we don't know a lot about canonical Alvarez or Laila until TSC, so these points may be moot when it comes out) She would be from District 7, Lumber. I could just see her really, really liking axes. Just the amount of destruction they could cause. She would ignite/start the rebellion in D7 once it started. She would be perfect as an organizer for the rebels occupying D7 if not for her "ask for forgiveness, no permission" attitude.

Laila Dermott: District 5, Power/Electricity. Again, we don't know much about her, but I could see her knowing what to do with tech and wires. A sort of knowledge that she could knock out the entire countries power grid but doesn't because...she's just never thought of the implications of it. Like the opposite of Alvarez.

David Wymack: He's also a victor...like a more willing-too help Haymitch. He invests too much emotions into the kids that go into the games every year, and it chips at him more and more when they die. Still, he wants all of them to live, he'll do anything for them to make it out alive. Which is backed up by the fact that he's from District 12, Coal Mining, where people rarely come back alive. Where every kid is starved or abused or doing something illegal to stay alive.

Abby Winfield: Abby would be a Rebel doctor/war medic. She was born and raised in District 13, (former) military. She was raised her whole life to be radical, to be ready for war and death and loss. She's one of the people who can pick Wymack up, who can relate to him, because she too cares far too much for people destined to die. In the end, she would betray the Rebels for one of her kids. (If Aaron ended up there, he'd become her apprentice.)

Betsy Dobson: She would be from District 3, Technology. I could see her being very well informed and working as a spy for the Rebels alongside Allison. Since D3 has the most access to tech they probably have the most opportunities to know information, though whether or not they can get to it is the problem. (Except Bee, she would 100% find secret government files and expose them, then drink her hot chocolate and pretend she didn't start a shitstorm in the Capital).

[galaxythedragonshifter]

A bit of a criticism of the FNAF community...

I don't like how a lot of the fans take the story of fnaf too seriously, and expect it to work like a tv show, where they just tell you the lore and anything not in said show is non-canon.

That's never how the story of FNAF worked in the first place. Sure, the games show us bits and pieces, but the community had to figure it out themselves with little help from Scott. A good portion of the lore is ambiguous and/or hinted at, and even smaller details the community came up with aren't even canon to begin with (ex. CC being named Evan).

While I agree with the sentiment that FNAF 6 was a good ending to it, I also empathize with Steel Wool, and I don't agree with the "they should have never continued after FNAF 6, they ruined the franchise" sentiment.

I wouldn't have even found an interest in fnaf had security breach not been made. Security breach is what grabbed my attention. So ofc I will be slightly biased, but I don't think SB deserves the hate it gets. Yes, it's buggy, was barely playable on release, and was unable to do everything Steel Wool wanted due to time constraints, tech limitations, and over ambition. Those criticisms are 100% true.

However, saying that security breach should have never been made, rather than understanding that SB was a learning opportunity for Steel Wool, as well as something that grew the community despite it's quality is questionable. Besides, a lot of the story is established to be there, but unfortunately wasn't able to be implemented due to the aforementioned problems.

Although I, again, absolutely agree Steel Wool shouldn't have rushed the end product due to a release date they absolutely had control over, as well as the community needing to be more patient. I'm not saying the game is a masterpiece or anything; it's not.

I wasn't exactly too aware of the fnaf community before SB released, but after, I heard a lot about how the community was upset about all the setbacks in development (please correct me if I'm wrong). I can see why Steel Wool felt rushed to get SB out asap.

Yes, the story has plot holes and yada yada yada... when has it not???? Why was that ok, but it's not ok now? During the "Scott era", people had no problems with coming up with theories/making their own stories, Headcanons, and working without a straightforward answer to everything. While that absolutely still exists, it feels like the people saying "SB should have never been made" seem to see SB as a tv show more than an installment to a franchise that always made the community work together for answers.

Now you can argue that SB's writing was sub-par compared to the first six games. And I agree. But keep in mind that Steel Wool was assigned to the franchise by Scott, and they absolutely want to give us more fnaf content since Scott can't oversee the whole entire franchise anymore. They really enjoy working with Scott to continue bringing games to the fans.

In addition, Scott absolutely loves playing in his goofy little murder robot story like it's a sandbox, and I believe that was his intention for the fandom too. He's funded several fan projects as well as creating the Fanverse. He's made many variations of the same story (the books, the games, the Silver Eyes trilogy, and the movie). And as a creator, he's absolutely allowed to do that. He had fun with his creations, and I absolutely applaud him for not trying to please the fans every two seconds to desperately keep parts of the fandom that were upset at random things. I truly believe he wants the community to have fun and not to take the story too seriously. (Actually, Steel wool mentioned that they do the same thing during FuhNaff's interview.) They understand that you shouldn't try to make EVERY fan happy.

Speaking of the interview from two months ago (as of writing this), Jason talks a lot about the process behind SB and why they did things a certain way. Ofc, most of the criticisms still apply, but there's a lot of intention behind the other complaints. He also mentions that there's still things in SB that haven't been found, and that they're making everything work similar to Gravity Falls.

Basically they have a ton of little details that don't seem to have answers, but will in later times. Mind you, the new Mimic game was announced today, with one of the frames having 1979, presumably referencing Fall Fest (before Fredbear's Family Diner). This will probably explain the extra details in HW2 with the Daycare Attendant, the outfits the Mimic uses in Ruin, ect.)

And on top of that, no story is 100% perfect. There have been multiple limitations and roadblocks, especially for Steel Wool, that need workarounds. Of course it's not gonna line up 100%. That's where we, as the fandom, come in to theorize and explain.

Imo, ragging on Steel Wool for Security Breach and not killing the series after fnaf pizzeria sim is incredibly harsh and doesn't take into consideration any of the factors involved. It also isn't really all that fair tbh.

Sorry I practically wrote an entire essay lol. This has just been bugging me for a while.

[sweetswesf]

Update

Hey Fam,

Still grinding and hoping to bring y'all good news soon. My friend/ex-colleague/neighbor who I've been on this unemployment journey with and checking in w/finally got a job. Shout out to her. I knew she would get one before me, and she got a GOOD one. Like...one I have been praying to be at. I was of course happy for her, but it did get me a little sad. I have been working really hard and I feel really far from my goal. I know I shouldn't compare, but I often feel like things take me a super long time. I'm already meeting with my old tech mentor once a week for an hour, doing practice interviews with others for another 2.5 hours a week, getting advice from engineers everywhere, attending 2-hour engineering sessions twice a week, in addition to coding/interview prepping about 6 - 10 hours a day by myself. I know I am operating on God's timing, but I just hope that I'm moving at a pace He wants me to. I am getting better at a lot of these concepts, but I feel like there is still so much I don't know. Every day it feels like I'm adding on to what I need to study. I just need to be patient and keep trying my best.

He reminds us not to be envious of others. I don't want what she wants, I want my own role, I just happen to want to be at the same company, in a similar role, and at this time. I know He has the perfect job for me.  I just am really tired and thought about how sweet her relief is right now. It's been almost 9 months since we were let go and it's been a grind all those 9 months. 9 months of no vacation planning. 9 months of spending much lower than I used to. 9 months of thinking about finances in a somewhat unhealthy way. I've learned a ton. I can cook for myself. I work out more. I'm more frugal. I pray more often. I no longer care about my appearance much or materials that I was DYING to have even months ago. Day in & day out though, it's me problem solving for hours, exhausted in the gym, always cooking & cleaning something with no car. I don't remember the last day I went without crying. Sometimes, I cry so much that I disassociate to the point where I don't even realize I'm crying. Then I snap back into my body and tears are just rolling down my cheeks. I'm grateful I have the ability & funds to do all of these things independently. A lot of people don't.

I've been through a lot. During this time I've even lost another grandparent and another family member's life support. I tried to make my grandfather's funeral and my flight and all the flights that would have gotten me there on time were canceled. My mom is about to move hours away from my hometown to live with her sister that I don't get along with. Makes me feel like I won't even be able to see her because of this and because she rarely ever visits me here. I've been given so much grace and care during this journey though. I need to appreciate what I have but I really want to know if I'm moving at the pace I should. I decided to push out the interviews of the companies I really want to be at so that I can make sure I'm really prepared for them, but will I get there in a reasonable amount of time? Reasonable as in, will I run out all of my savings? I cried. I felt bad for crying because I'm happy for her and I know my blessing is on the way. It was SUCH a mix of emotions. And I knew I wouldn't feel good if she got her role before me. And this is no diss to her. She deserves it. She's been working hard. But I have too. Sometimes when I'm doing the same thing as another person and they do better or go faster than me, which is often the case, especially when I am already giving it everything I have, I feel like there's something wrong with me. I shouldn't feel that. She's had a career slightly longer than mine, but not by much. We're battling different things and God is using us in different ways. I even started thinking, "Well damn, I know I'm living in a more Christian way than her," but that's not how God determines when and how to bless people.

I used it as fuel to work on some hard problems today, and I got a lot done. I even scoped out some more material I want to focus on that will hopefully set me apart in the future. I know timing is up to God and I have to sacrifice my timeline and trust that He's got me and has a great life planned for me. It just feels like I've been on a long streak of "bad news" in a sense? Like, fresh out of college, I didn't get the job I wanted due to racism and ended up interning in Jersey City. I was promised a full time role and they ended up rescinding it and sending me on contract to BUFFALO. Then I moved to the Bay Area and as soon as I got here, my grandmother passed, my parents got divorced, and I landed on the racist team that rejected me. I did get into tech, but I constantly faced racism and bullying there, had vision and roommate issues, and stayed stagnant in my role and salary for YEARS. I did get into a bootcamp and apprenticeship as I dreamed, but I never got the training that I needed and asked for. I didn't even know what I didn't know. I was WAYY below my level technically. Pandemic happened. I had such bad managers and teammates. I couldn't go home because my family was being unsafe, confrontational, and didn't make me feel welcomed. I moved to New York and had the WORST landlord and ended up getting sexually assaulted. I got covid on my 29th bday and celebrated it alone in a hospital bed. I was REALLY close to getting a promotion that was overdue by like 3 years and then I got let go. I've had so many heartbreaks from family, friends, and stupid boys in between and I'm just tired. A lot of good has happened and I have to appreciate that, but man...I'm VERY tired. I know I've grown tremendously and have gotten to do some amazing things and everything happens for a reason but...I'm just tired. That's it. I shouldn't get weary in well doing.

Sometimes the bad is more memorable and easier to harp on because it hits us harder. I know I'm not immune to bad days/bad times and God is putting me through it for my good, but I want to know if this is normal or if these things keep happening because I am causing these things by my actions or mindset. Sometimes I just feel like most people don't go through this. Sometimes, I wish I could just focus on working hard at my job, exercising, eating well, spending frugally, giving generously, investing in myself and the things & people I care about,, praising the Lord, etc. I don't bring drama to no one. I feel like I'm a great friend. I don't want to be at a company I don't want to be at, but will that be God's plan for me. God's plan has often not been my plan, but I have to learn to accept it with open arms and trust that it's for my good. It's just hurt. Will my next decade be full of tears and hard times like this past decade has been? Maybe I need to change my attitude around it all. I pray for that too. It feels like I am often paranoid that something bad will happen given how it feels like such bad news back to back, but I should be hopeful the future. I need to instead assume it's all good in the future and that when bad comes, I'm equipped to handle it. It's okay to admit fatigue, I've heard from pastors. Rejection is simply redirection and delay is God's protection. I just get caught up in thinking if the delay is because I'm not ready. To which, I constantly respond to with, "I'm trying my BEST!" Why does it seem like my best is so much lower than my peers/where I think it should be?

One thing about this "delay" is that I'm learning a lot of system design concepts that I think will make a HUGE difference in my interview score since my score won't be only based on coding and especially now since I'm being considered for Senior roles more and more often. Thank God. Another thing to be so proud of. This is all things I NEEDED to learn. And I need to stop trying to copy every little thing down. It's inefficient. There's just simply not enough time. I need to humble myself and recognize that. Hopefully through highlighting, quizzing and reviewing, I can get retain it.

I'm not going to give up and I hope you don't. I know I'll regret complaining about fatigue when I get an awesome role, and just the thought of even sounding just a little ungrateful doesn't feel great. i don't want anyone to feel sorry for me. I just want a relief of some sort. Whatever journey you are on, or unanswered prayers you have, just keep believing in Him, know that you're not alone and that your breakthrough is coming soon...

[lostfracturess]

nici bae i've had to put this chapter off for too long bc i was in an angst hiatus LOL but it's time. it's TIIIIIMEEE im so scared n nervous omg BUT IM SO READY AT THE SAME TIMESKSKRLSF btw hope ur vacay is going good <33

Meaningless when they couldn't be spoken to her, couldn't reach her, couldn't make her understand, couldn't heal the wound I'd carved into her heart.

STOPPPP im alr deceased omg. i love this sort of soliloquy at the beginning here it's so reflective of his state of mind

Each word a drop of poison forced down my throat. A self-inflicted wound, a desperate mutilation of the only thing that had ever felt real.

literally gonna claw my eyeballs out their sockets YOUR WRITING IS TOO GOOD AND THIS IS SO DEVASTATING

A familiar craving stirred my senses, the desperate need for the numbing escape that would mean failing her even more. My fingers clawed at my forearm, trying to replace the hollowness with physical pain. It wasn't enough.

the descriptions of his addiction are always so reeling it's like the reader can feel it too it's so scary but so immersive

Did you really think I wouldn't keep a backup?

IM SIICCKKKK OMG HIS BREAKDOWN IN HIS OFFICE IS SO INTENSE DR GOJO PLS. omg YES punch the fuck outta sukuna. ALSO IM LISTENING TO LOML BY TAYLOR SWIFT OFF HER NEW ALBUM TTPD AND IT'S OMGGG IT'S 100% S&C COUPLE PLS IM GONNA SOB

sighh gojo being unsure of his feelings for reader, idk i think sukuna is 100% gaslighting him. but gojo second guessing his OWN intentions has me so nervous rn too like "drag her down w me, see her drown"

UGHHH THE TECH MALFUNCTION THING sukuna better sleep with both eyes open tn. he craves problems im sure he wont mind the one where my fist is going into his face

oh my god honeslty like he needs to go to rehab. nothing else is gonna work for him atp. he needs PROFESSIONAL HELP.

She were out there, her life forever marked by my choices, while I was — here. Hiding in a haze of pills and smoke.

ughhh i love this line SOBS forever marked by my choices sent a chill down my spine

STOPPPP SATORU PLS YOUR LIVER'S GONNA GIVE OUTT

There was raw, unadulterated terror etched in her eyes. But I was right. She looked as beautiful as ever. Even with those terror-stricken eyes she was breathtaking.

UGHHH IM LOSING MY MIND i love how she's still looking out for him despite everything but seriously i cannot IMAGINE how terrified she must feel rn seeing him like that

STOPP MY EYES HAVE BEEN GLUED TO MY SCREEN BUT SHE SAID I LOVE YOU AHHHHH

More lies for a heart that deserved nothing but the truth. So I swallowed down the love threatening to spill from my lips. 

im literally tearing up n ive got fullbody chills

ok i ve gott a eat dinnner but i'mma send this ask rn cuz i don't wanna accidentally lose it n then pt2

elliee !! yes my vocation was great !! <3

also so so happy to hear you liked the whole inner monologue thingy going on in this chapter. i spend a unholy amount of time writing and editing this over and over again and am really happy with the outcome, so i'm so glad you like it too !! 😭😭

sighh gojo being unsure of his feelings for reader, idk i think sukuna is 100% gaslighting him. but gojo second guessing his OWN intentions has me so nervous rn too like "drag her down w me, see her drown"

yes he is !! sukuna really knows how to get under his skin, it's so so frustrating. but also makes him a good villain for the story hehe.

STOPPPP SATORU PLS YOUR LIVER'S GONNA GIVE OUTT

don't worry, i'm already on the waiting list for his liver transplant, he won't die 😂😂

UGHHH IM LOSING MY MIND i love how she's still looking out for him despite everything but seriously i cannot IMAGINE how terrified she must feel rn seeing him like that

yes yes yes !! i love how they will both hurt each other again and again but never stop caring for each other. i'm sick in the head, i love this so much 💔😭

so happy to hear you had chills while reading hehe (especially coming form a fellow writer) !! <3

[ciaossu-imagines]

Continuing on with last night's trend, here's a fandom prompt for another new fandom to this blog, Sk8 The Infinity, or as I like to call it, Tony Hawk The Anime!

Send me a fandom and I will tell you:

Character I’d like to see in a flower crown: Shadow. Not only would it be a hilarious mismatch in a way, but it would look adorable.

Character I’d like to see have an emotional breakdown: None. Absolutely none of them. Please…I absolutely adore every single character in some way and want them to all live good, healthy, happy lives.

Character I’d like to see get punched in the face: With that being said though, Adam gets on my nerves the most and deserves some hits to the head every now and then, just to keep him in line.

Character most likely to sing along to Journey songs in the car: Honestly, Reki would totally sing along to Journey, Queen, all the old school American classic rock. The problem is, he doesn’t really know the words and gets them mangled up a lot.

Character who refuses to pull over and ask for directions on road trips: I cannot rightly tell you why but I just feel like this would be Cherry Blossom. He’d rely heavily on GPS or AI and steadfastly refuse to believe there could ever be tech glitches for directions and, if the tech failed him or he got into an area it wouldn’t work, I think it would wound his pride too much to ask for directions unless it became an absolute necessity.

Character who always stubs their toes on the washing machine: Once again, it’s Shadow. I feel he just has horrible luck in that way.

Character who changes their Starbucks order ten times: Joe can be a bit of a coffee snob, yes, but the real reason is that he’ll see or smell something (especially smell, since his olfactory sense is really strong) that was just made for someone else, and he’ll have to know what it tastes like.

Character who shows up late for everything: While it’s not something that really happens anymore, since he’s taken a lot of steps to make sure he’s improved in the area, Oka as a kid and teenager was horrible for this. He’d just get wrapped up in something and lose track of time.

Character who is the worst kisser: I strongly, one hundred percent believe that Adam is a horrible kisser. It’s either too wet or too dry, too gentle, or too hard…he just cannot get the knack of it. He’s also horrible for wanting kisses regardless of whatever he just ate so garlic breath will be a thing.

Character who takes 45-minute showers: If he can, Miya likes long showers or baths. He finds them relaxing and they give him time to think clearly and to get his head where it needs to be.

Character who gets most bent out of shape over the pronunciation of gif:  It’s Cherry Blossom, bar none, and he’s the only one who does, though Reki and Joe will both argue with him about it just to rile him up.

[im-no-jedi]

so I honestly don’t have too much to say about episode 11. SUPER cool to see the Zillo Beast again, although I am owed compensation for all those jumpscares tyvm 🫣

loved seeing the boys trying to protect Omega the entire time, and Tech seriously needs a leash now that Echo is gone cause good grief buddy, don’t EVER go off on your own like that again plz 😫

Dr Hemlock seems like he’ll be an awesome new villain to hate now that Rampart is gone, and I continue to wish death upon Lama Su 🙃

and of course, chaotic Hunter flying. LORDY. this man needs to quit being my type already GEEZ 🥵

now as for the whole Omega being hunted by the Empire thing… I kinda knew it was coming. one of the screeners who leaked stuff a while back mentioned it, so yeah, I’m not that surprised. it makes sense all things considered. I’m not happy about it of course, but I’m sure it’ll be fine… it’ll be FINE 🫠

honestly, there’s two things I’ve been mainly focusing on this episode: Cid and Nala Se

with Cid, I’m not too surprised about this rift that’s been created with her. it was hinted at in Faster, and it’s pretty in character for her to be a jerk to them in general. but unlike most people, I don’t think this is TBB being donezo with her for good. nor do I think Cid will be the one to sell them out. despite how she acts, Cid does harbor some good feelings towards them, especially Omega. and I highly doubt she would be THAT cruel, all things considered. I foresee the boys going back to ask for her help after Omega inevitably gets captured. at least, that’s what I’m hoping for. I genuinely like Cid and I really don’t want them to leave her for good ☹️

now for Nala Se… OH boy. I can’t believe they’re trying to pull a Mara Sov on us with her. those of you who don’t know, there’s a prominent character in Destiny who, like Nala Se, has been responsible for a LOT of crap happening (all the way down to the genocide of her own people), but recent events have been attempting to have her “atone for her sins” or whatever. and I AIN’T HAVIN IT 😤

y’all know me, I love a good redemption and will always try to push for that whenever possible. but also, sometimes, you gotta let a bad guy be a bad guy. Palpatine and Pong Krell are excellent examples of characters that I was more than happy to see bite the bullet. and I’m the same with Nala Se. that BINCH has been responsible for most if not all of the Clones problems, and is directly responsible for what happened to Fives. she’s been uncaring and selfish for as long as we’ve known her. so to pull this bs of “oh but she actually genuinely cares about this ONE person, even though she manipulated them for their entire life” is NOT gonna fly with me, sorry. idc if she “cares” about Omega, she’s just as terrible as the rest of the Empire and has NO pity from me. and I can already tell, Omega will be conflicted about her feelings cause she’s such a caring person and won’t be able to see how manipulative Nala Se was in comparison to how her brothers have treated her. it’s fine, she’s a child with the biggest heart imaginable, I can forgive her for that. I just REALLY don’t want Nala Se redeemed in any way. she doesn’t deserve it. let her rot in that cell for the rest of her life for all I care 😠

literally, I cannot believe how much this is rivaling Mara’s story in Destiny. even down to “the person you manipulated for the entire time you’ve known them is suddenly taken away from you and now you’re going to attempt to atone for it by trying to be a better person cause you suddenly decided you genuinely care about them now that you don’t have them anymore”. I cannot STAND this bs. sorry, but you had your chance, and you BLEW IT. take the L, stfu, and get outta my face. you’re selfish, and you know it. and continuing to take advantage of a kind person’s kindness makes you even more of a scumbag (predicting things with Nala Se here, but yeah, this is totally gonna happen 🙃)

tl;dr Nala Se can SUCK IT, and I hope her and Lama Su die off with the rest of the Kaminoans 🖕🏻