#may fix later hmmm

[ohno-the-sun]

Greetings

I am on a quest to discover who has the deadliest Moon. So I have some quick questions to ask to determine just how bad he is

Has Moon ever hurt or killed anyone before the virus?

How many people has he hurt or killed after the virus?

Staff

Guests

Children

Does he have any control when he kills? Is he aware of his actions?

Thank you for your time

Oh my Moon is just a sweetheart!

He’s a little awkward but wouldn’t hurt a fly

Look at him!! He’s so friendly!

Seriously though in my headcannon universe Moon’s biggest sin is just being a little too jealous of Sun

He’s just an awkward guy, not really malicious

But when he gets the virus most of his worst most intrusive thoughts get brought up to the surface and leads to him helping with the kidnapping of children for Vanessa and almost murdering someone Sun is close with.

Worst of all he’s very aware of his actions, as they are all technically his own thoughts, just amplified and uncontrollable

[andthebubbles]

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[eydi-andrius]

bad idea right?

Synopsis: The plan was to lose your virginity at 30 in a one night stand, so there will be no string attached to mind afterwards. You don't plan to be married, nor to be in a relationship but you do want to feel what sex is. Little did you know that the man you chose that night seems to like you a little bit too much.

Simon “Ghost” Riley, John Price and Konig

a/n: if this becomes well-liked, I may continue it as a short series. And lol yes, this is my first story written for COD. 😩🤺

💀 Simon "Ghost" Riley

Simon is not a good conversationalist but he tried. Despite not replying much, you know he is listening to you. He even stopped you from ordering more alcoholic drinks and requested water when he noticed how you gradually became giggly and touchy. You don't even know how you understand each other, when he tilts his head to the side, you know he is asking for more details. Then, you looked into each other's eyes, understood what that meant, and did the deed until sunrise. You thought that would be the last of it. But then, something happened in your neighborhood, the officers called for a backup and you caught eyes with Simon. Since then, he never left your side. The action created a misunderstanding to people and thinking you two were together.

🍑 John Price

When you met Captain Price, he was such an easy guy to talk to. He has a deep, soothing voice that you liked and enjoy listening to the whole night. He was so thoughtful and asked you for another round when he noticed that your glass was empty. When you started slurring your voice, he insisted that you drink water. He did not stop you however, when you started moving towards him, inching closer, stroking his legs while you tell a story, leaning your head towards his hand when he fixed your unruly small curly hair that fell out of your bun. Long story short, you did the deed. From the car, to his doorstep, in his door and finally on the bed. You were able to leave his house, the next day, at noon, finally the fatigue catching up to him. You choose to sneak out and never make any noise just in case. Upon coming to your house, when you tried pulling out the key from your pocket, you noticed that in your keychain there is a simple ring attached to it. You tried so hard to remember when you received it since it looks so unfamiliar but shook it off when the hangover made your head hurt.

After half a year, you never met Price again but you do admit that every time you remember the ghost of his touch, you shudder and wants to feel it again. Anyway, you were minding your own business one day, when a man caged you in your shopping cart and whispered in you ear “What’s for dinner, dear wife? You owe me that after you left with no details to contact and find you. Hmmm?”

���� Konig

You two caught eyes when you looked at the corner and a man was sitting there, sipping his drink, while his eyes were locked on you. Seeing how his eyes stare at you and the way you think his adam apple moved very sexily, you smiled at him, and he took it as an invitation to come closer. He sat beside you and at first, you were caught off guard when you heard his high pitched voice. You were expecting something deeper since he is huge like a dangerous bear. But the surprise were soon forgotten when you started talking and funnily enough, he was good in continuing the conversation. Either with his side comments or side puns, usually you don't really like it much, but when he did it, you thought it was cute and fun.

A bit of drink later, he started a somewhat suggestive joke, which you retorted with an innuendo joke. You two were just staring at each other at first, then you just found yourself at the bar’s bathroom, legs spread, panty shoved to the side and his tongue on you. Honestly, you can't remember that much, but when you closed your eyes from an orgasm, the memories seems to be patchy. You can't remember the details, but you felt when your head fell into a cheap bed and heard the creaking as he crawled and kissed your leg from your thighs up to your core. You woke up the next day, sore and barely able to walk. He was just too huge and he went rough once he found his pace and see how you're enjoying it.

Let's just say the bruises you saw on your neck before leaving were tattooed inside your head. You even promised that you will never do that again as you sneakily went out. Later that night, you prepared food for the stray dog you fed. He doesn't like living inside a home so you let him wander with a collar and your contact number. You went out to your backyard and called for him. You had to do it twice before you heard a bark from a bush and happily went over there and called for him again. As you come closer though, you quickly realized that your stray dog was not the only one there, in fact a familiar figure was petting your dog, who happily wags its tail, and when he noticed that you finally saw him in the dark, he barked and you realized you're fucked.

[cosmerelists]

Cosmere Characters Imitate Hoid

As requested by anon :)

I recently fulfilled another anon's request about Hoid imitating various Cosmere characters. This, I suppose, is a sort of sequel: now other characters must imitate Hoid. But don't worry! Hoid himself (or sometimes Design) is here to help.

[It's Hoid. There's SPOILERS for like every book in here but I'll mark which book is involved in case that helps]

1. [From Mistborn Era 1] Vin imitates "informant Hoid"

Hoid: Okay! There are three important rules for being a beggar informant! Hoid: One: look kinda gross. That way, people won't pay too much attention to you. Hoid: Two: pretend to have bad eyesight, so that they won't worry that you're paying too much attention to them. But don't pretend TOO hard, so that if they catch on to the fact that you're just acting, they'll feel superior and lower their guard. Hoid: Three: have actually good information so that you can push the pieces exaaactly where they need to go. Hoid: Any questions? Vin: Do you realize that I literally lived on the street for years? Hoid: Yes, yes, so you actually know how to BE a beggar, but do you know how to pretend to be a beggar? That's a much different thing! Vin: I understand why Kelsier steered me away from you.

2. [From Mistborn Era 2] Wax imitates "beggar Hoid"

Wax: I'm sorry; I have to drink WHAT? Hoid: Oh, so you'll drink metal-infused-whiskey all the time but you draw the line at drinking a little perfume? Wax: ... Wax: Yes?????

3. [From Stormlight] Kaladin imitates "storyteller Hoid"

Kaladin (in his best "Wit" voice): Do not fret young man--you may be hopeless and depressed, but I will tell you a story and that will fix everything! Kaladin: And by "tell you a story" I mean that you'll tell ME a story because you'll have to fill in my blanks like every three seconds! Kaladin: Oh and also! Here's an instrument you don't play. Don't lose it or else I'll guilt you about it later! Hoid: Hmmm...not a bad start, but it lacks...subtlety. Hoid: ...Also that was a really nice flute, you know.

4. [From Warbreaker] Siri imitates "storyteller Hoid"

Siri (throwing an enormous amount of colored sand into the air]: Whooosh! COLOR SAND Siri: [grins] How'd I do? Hoid [very serious, with colored sand plinking down onto his head]: So...that was the main takeaway, Princess? Susebron [clapping delightedly]: You're an amazing storyteller!!

5. [From Yumi and the Nightmare Painter] Painter imitates "coatrack Hoid"

Painter: So I just...lurk in the darkness over here? Perfectly still and brooding? I can do that. Design: Weeellll....it's not really "lurking" so much as "standing still while people put coats on you" and it's not "darkness" so much as it's "well lit so that people can find their coats." Painter: Can I at least strike an intimidating pose? Design: No, that's not really in the spirit of things. Hoid looked more "vaguely surprised." Painter: So I just stand there while people treat me as an inanimate object? Design: Yes! Exactly! Now just imagine that you're TRAPPED like that and try exude a sort of "sad but philosophic resignation." While also holding these coats. Yes! You're doing GREAT! Hoid: ...I thought this would help me see the humor in things but honestly I'm getting even more depressed.

6. [From Tress of the Emerald Sea] Tress imitates "cursed Hoid"

Tress (wearing the most ridiculous outfit she could find): It's me! Cabin boy Hoid! Tress: I may be wearing shoes on my hands, but I am actually trying really hard in my own way to achieve my own goals and help you achieve yours! Tress: No curse can steal from me my ability to make it through with the help of my new friends! Tress (in her regular voice): How'd I do?? Hoid (slightly choked up): F-Fine...

7. [From Elantris] Sarene imitates "beggar Hoid"

Hoid: Okay! There are three important rules for being a beggar! Sarene: You don't need to continue. It's obvious. Sarene: One: look gross so that people don't dare look at you too carefully. Sarene: Two: affect a harmless air--perhaps seem slightly mad or slightly blind--so that people will not worry that you might turn them in or otherwise betray them. Sarene: Three: position yourself so that you can achieve whatever aims you have in pretending to be a beggar in the first place. Sarene: How did I do? Hoid: I KNEW I liked you!

8. [From Secret History] Kelsier imitates "corpse-rafting Hoid"

Kelsier (singing in a mockingly off-tune way): Oh I'm float-float-floating on a coooorpse! Kelsier: Off to bully a ghooooost! Kelsier (in a normal voice): Wow! That ghost guy over there looks like he's having the absolute worst day of his life! Kelsier: I think I'll make it worse! Hoid: I'm not sure corpse/ghost could even be called a slant rhyme. Hoid: And in point of fact, I wasn't coming TO bully you; that was just a little side bonus that occurred by chance. Hoid: So I think your song is slightly misleading, and also bad. Kelsier: ...I can't wait until I have a body again so that I can punch you.

[doromoni]

Hunting Affections

Charles Leclerc x photographer!reader

Max Verstappen x photographer!reader

Epilogue

fanfic + smau fic

faceclaim : Hwang Eunbi

warnings : nothing ig?

A/N : UP FOR EDITING 🤍

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Summary; Love is but a concept — just connections of neurons that take part in the brain … and yet, why is it the most painful when one falls alone?

or

Loving someone who doesn’t love you back , until you can’t no more. Maybe then they’ll actually know what they’ve lost.

Certainty is not a word to describe life, as change is constant, and nothing can tell what tomorrow may bring. No day is perfect, and no day is the same as the ones before. Everything changes and not all people in our lives actually stay, and not everything that we planned is fated for us — but maybe it’s actually for the best.

I thought that I had lost myself when a person that I loved parted from my life. I thought that my everything was over when Charles Leclerc left me.— well I did, and it did, but I found a better version of me in the end.

Now, I could honestly say that I’ve forgiven all that had been done. I am truly thankful for everything that had happened in the past, for what I have now couldn’t have happened because of it.

y/n_stills.

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We’ve decided that it was time that you all get to meet our most precious, baby girl. During the first few years of our baby, we have decided that it would be the best to keep her out of the spotlight and keep her to ourselves for the meantime. We hope that you understand and respect our decision and that everyone will show kindness to our angel.

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“Mommy, please hurry up! I don’t wanna miss Daddy’s race” and there goes my most precious little girl stomping her feet as she sped towards my legs hugging them in a death grip.

“I know, I know , my sweet . Mommy just needs a minute to fix my hair , then we’ll go see daddy, alright? Why don’t you choose which car you want Mommy to drive” I said trying to placate the pouting girl. Nodding eagerly, she dashed towards the garage.

She was a carbon copy of her dad, from her features to her attitude — She really was her daddy’s daughter alright. She even got his love for cars and his passion for the sport — I love her even more for it.

Hearing the small footsteps coming back, I grabbed my bag and headed out the door. Seeing my daughter bounce in excitement as she clutched the car keys in her tiny hands has brought the greatest of warmth to my heart. Zooming towards me she then pushed the keys to my hands, then making her way back to the garage. Looking down to key, a chuckle left my lips. As expected, my daughter knew what she wanted , her favorite — and of course it’s her daddy’s Ferrari 488 Pista.

After buckling my baby in her car seat, I drove us to the race circuit. Today was her first ever actual race and appearance to the public. Her father and I had agreed that it was about time to desensitize her to the motorsport world, since both of us are still active in our fields … plus she’s been begging to come with us rather than staying in with her nanny.

Feeling the excitement from my baby , as the circuit came nearer and fans wearing the colors of their teams rushing past our car — with some sending waves our way.

“Mommy, why are they saying hi? Are they friends?” My daughter asked with big eyes as she tried to take everything in.

“Yes sweetie, they are our friends! They also support daddy and other uncles’ racing.” I explained as I parked the car in the private lot.

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landonorris MY NIECE! MY NIECE! MY NIECE!

landonorris your favorite unkow wando is hereeee

y/n_stills. Hmmm favorite… sure.

oscarpiastri Mom! You brought Jillyyyyyy~ please let me babysit later! 🥺

y/n_stills. Well she did miss you

oscarpiastri YES! I promise I won’t leave her with lando!

Grabbing everything we need, I picked up my daughter and placed her on my hip. Her tiny arms circled my neck tightly growing shy from the attention we were getting from the fans as we walked through the paddock

“It’s ok baby. Mommy is here, their not gonna hurt you. Remember, they are our friends! Let’s go find your Daddy, hm?” I said soothingly as I placed a kiss on her forehead. Sensing that she was starting to get overwhelmed, I planned to move quicker to our motorhome, when a familiar voice shouted catching our attention.

“Y/N! Mon Petit Jillian! “

My Jillian physically perked up at the voice. Suddenly giddy , she squirmed at my hold. With a soft smile and with no choice but to let go , I looked at my daughter run towards the man with a squeal.

Jillian ran straight into the arms of Charles Leclerc.

———

“Charles, let’s talk please”

Here we are, where everything had all began. We are once again sitting beneath the stars , hidden from civilization, on the same beach where we poured our soul out for the world to hear.

He remained quiet as he looked at the crashing waves up ahead. Charles looked so peaceful, as if everything had finally fallen into place. Then a soft smile suddenly appeared on his lips as he looked straight into my eyes. Patting the place next to him as he looked back into the ocean, I then complied and took a seat beside him.

We sat their in complete silence, only savoring the peace that the both of us missed. He then spoke , his voice blending in with the sound of the waves crashing ahead of us.

“Do you really love him?” Charles had asked earnestly, there was no anger in his voice. His eyes were clear, holding only tranquility and peace.

“Yes, I do. I do love Max, so so much.” a smile growing , as I answered without a doubt. Charles turned silent again , this time closing his eyes. Yet , again a smile had shown in his lips, this time it reflected understanding acknowledgment, and then finally… acceptance.

“I was really a fool for what I did to you, Y/N. I’m sorry for being selfish and hindering you from your happiness . To be honest, I haven’t been alright for a while … even I don’t understand myself. I felt miserable and I felt that it wasn’t fair … and others should feel the same.”

“When I saw you getting along with everyone, I grew jealous and vindictive, specially when my entire family loved you instantly, I could never do that you know? I was blinded by my own faults, so I blamed you instead because it was easier. I had the mindset that you were mine and I that we should be hurting together… that you shouldn’t be happy when i’m not. I took everything out on you and you didn’t deserve any of it. Not at all. You deserve the entire world and more.”

Charles then looked back at me with the same eyes that looked at me when we first met — the same eyes that filled with the same spark… the spark of freedom.

“Y/N, I’m so sorry for everything …. I’m letting you go. Be happy“

My tears gushed endlessly, as i choked on my sobs. Now Charles and I chanting a different promise to the same stars that witnessed our journey.

———

5 years had passed, and a lot has changed. All of us had moved on and had gone through with our lives. Everything has changed, all of us had matured to what we are now.

“How is my favorite little girl, doing? Did mommy let you play with the present I gave you?” Charles had lifted Jillian to his hip as he caught the toddler mid run. Rolling my eyes at the Monegasque driver, I went towards them.

“Noooooo , Uncle ChaCha! Mommy didn’t let me play with it yet! She said that I could play with it when I’m five!”

Seeing my daughter act petulant to her favorite uncle (Don’t tell Lando) brought a chuckle to the both of us.

“What? How dare Mommy say no to a princess?” Charles acted exaggeratedly

“ Well Mommy is the queen , and Daddy said that everyone should follow her orders” My baby said smartly.

“And Daddy stands by his statement! Mommy is always right!” Then the voice of my husband boomed behind me, and our daughter automatically jumping into her Daddy’s arms.

There stood with the biggest of smiles with our bundle of happiness, joy and love , our daughter settled in his arms, Max Emilian Verstappen , my husband, the father of our child, and the love of my life.

I didn’t need to hunt for affection any longer , Now I am surrounded by it .

Fin~

Thank you for reading, everyone 🤍

[princesstarfire1234]

Random ideas for a hypothetical Scavengers (mini) series

So I made a google doc a few nights ago and filled it with random ass ideas for how a cartoony likely-episodic Scavengers series could go... It was around the same time I wanted to get to animating a Scavs-related thing but no promises there or to this ever becoming more than rambles

Anyways... heres an unorganized collection of my silly thoughts:

POST-WAR!! War’s over, Autobot-Decepticon alliance is great and dandy for everyone except of course the folks who got left behind and forgotten by respective High Commands and have had to make their own dealings in space to get thru life and shit; focusing on the daily struggles of your average low of the low genericons/bots, the Scavengers

Optimus and Megatron are definitely married (trust); we go the IDW MTMTE route but instead of Megs off on a quest with Roddy and gang, he’s with Optimus and they both publicly surrender/call truce or whatever on-video and agree to help repair cybertron instead of squabbling, sending a message to all cybertronians taking refuge amongst the stars blah blah blah its time to go home (pilot should open with this i think, set the worldview up straight from the beginning)

It could either be set in the slums of like some populated city or smthn, like maybe Dead End of Kaon or smthn OR… now consider… Set NOT on Cybertron, literally anywhere BUT Cybertron; the Scavs wander space, at least every few episodes or so would be set in a different planet or smthn, having them do their usual shenanigans and (failing) their supply/scavenging runs, as well as the occasional star station too for like a pit stop i guess; there’d be atleast one episode where they go to earth probably

Main characters (scavs duh, but lemme write some shit down here rq):

Krok - the dutiful, ever-patient (one can of engex away from losing it) leader of the Scavengers; he’s the one that usually has the single functioning brain cell

Crankcase - the skillful pilot of the crew’s beloved Decepticon-hijacked Autobot vessel, always in a sour mood, think TFA Ratchet but up the old man crankiness to 500; really good at fixing things (mechanic)

Spinister - a little stupid… all the stupid actually… but he’s got things rattling in there too, don’t worry! The Scavengers’ medic; would probably be Cybertron’s greatest surgeon if it weren’t for everything else

Fulcrum - Defunct?? Rejected?? Something-class Decepticon, a bit of a coward, found in a dumpster by Misfire; he’s a technician too! Score!

Misfire - ideas are about as good as his aim (which is not at all); the really really talkative and social one; rejected Rainmaker/Seeker (bro didnt pass Decepticon Academy, rip)

Additional members that get added to the crew later on!

Grimlock - resident Dinobot and the only Autobot on the crew (for now or smthn idk), thinking of either having them find him during the pilot episode or a bit later on?; i think Krok would definitely have a thing where he’s super wary of him until a big character development episode thing happens like in MTMTE #46

Nickel - hmmm idk yet.. Maybe a former high ranking decepticon officer whose position has been stripped from her the more fucked up and bad the faction ended up becoming because she was very vocal about its problems til the current day? (I just don’t think her being connected to the DJD would work here womp womp)

Flywheels (unsure) - some mech that tagged along with them during one random shenanigans episode

MP3 / or some other new human character (unsure) - they have an episode where they go to Earth and befriend silly human… may or may not keep them, maybe they could be an honorary Scavenger but only appears sometimes or stays on Earth but keeps in touch with the Scavs (look I just think having a human on the crew would be kinda silly and funky for the dynamic)

Meanies to the crew (weekly bad guy):

Novastorm - leader of the Rainmakers; has beef with Misfire

Skullcruncher- Krok hates his guts; he’s the TFA Sentinel to Krok’s TFA Prime, probably served together on like whatever the equivalent of a Warworld ship would be in this

Raiders??? Space pirates??? Idk but I’d def make em be related to Spinister’s past or smthn (this was inspired by some fanfic I read a bit ago, I think Fool’s Paradise on AO3)

Needlenose? (Spin trusted him, betrayed copter boy :((( or smthn)

Scorponok - probably the biggest threat of the show (ofc not in universe), but he’d be like IDW Scorponok in that one Scavs issue, all kinda silly and dramatic but def a threat, he kinda reminds me of Dino/BW Megatron a bit

DJD (absolutely unsure, maybe a passing mention or not at all) - would probably have to sillify them a bit (a lot, idk how the hell Cyberverse managed it with Tarn)...

There's more in the doc but they're not fully formed ideas yet... My countless hours scrolling the Scavengers tags on tumblr have also given me ideas for certain kinds of episodes that could happen but again, nothing concretely written down yet

If I have the energy or remember this, I'm def gonna be updating it with some more ideas cuz whether this becomes real or not, its fun!! Maybe I could write it as a fic one day or if someones wants to idk

Okay bai bai for now, I gotta eep 👋

[bonniebird]

Allison Argent x Male!Reader

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Warnings: mature themes. Implied sex

Heaving yourself through Allison’s bedroom window you groaned and collapsed on her bed. Your body tingled as it slowly healed, raising your temperature as your body went into overdrive to heal.

Once the pain subsided and the smaller cuts and bruises began to heal you realised that not only had you left a red trail from the window to Allison’s bed but your shirt and jeans had been torn rather severely during the attack. Probably, not the best look considering the last interaction you had with Allison. Looking over to the side you found a towel crumpled at the end of the bed next to a hoodie strewn carelessly over the bed. Moving just enough to put the hoodie on and zipped it up as much as you could and pulled the towel over your lap you closed your eyes. You dozed lazily until sometime later when you felt the prickle of something cold scrape against your neck.

“Why are you wearing my hoodie?” Allison asked.

“I couldn’t be bothered to look through your closet for anything else.” You muttered without opening your eyes. She scoffed and you felt the mattress dip as she sat.

“Didn’t I say that you would regret the next time we saw each other?” She reminded you casually, tapping the flat of the blade on your chin.

“Hmmm. You also said that while kissing me. Sitting on my lap, hands in my hair if I remember correctly.” You grinned when she huffed and shifted. She was irritated that you hadn’t opened your eyes to look at her and remained relaxed, arms folded behind your head as if she wasn’t a threat. “Was I supposed to take you seriously?”

“I am a pretty serious threat.” She muttered. There was a gasp as you suddenly moved. Holding her gaze you grabbed the arm with the throwing dagger in it by the wrist, pinning her arm down above her head while her other hand grabbed at your shoulder. Twisting you shifted your weight and her body so that she was trapped beneath you. Her breath hitched as you smiled and kept your gaze fixed. There was a pause, once you’d steadied yourself, it hung heavily in the air before she moved. She pushed herself up, lips crashing against yours as the dagger fell from her hand and she moved herself to press needily against your body.

[oneminutefiftysixseconds]

while fixing my flat tire this morning i pondered the question if and who of the cyclists know how to do it. like not only change a whole wheel, but get the tube out, find the hole, put the little sticker on it, get it back in (be so fucking frustrated bc now the brakes are making weird things and when they come back 20mins later the fucking tire is fucking flat again)? what do you think? which of them would feel me?

this is a SUPERB question and one that merits much consideration 🤔

i'm assuming/hoping they all at one point or other, did in fact know how to maintain their own bikes (hmmm. most of them at least.)

however, after many years of being handed a shiny new sponsor bike every January and spending almost all of their time riding a handful of minutes away from a team car/mechanic/NSV for spare bikes/wheels, it's entirely possible they've forgotten. having a crack team of mechanics servicing your bike's every need will undoubtedly lead to forgetting stuff

okay seriousness over let's get silly!

long gone are the days of pros carrying spare tubes over their shoulders (which is a shame because it's hot), but who, given the opportunity, would be capable of fixing a puncture?

direct evidence:

Wout van Aert ✔️

growing up as a teenager in cross without an eminent father and the connections that brings, bikepacker in the off season, wout can 100% fix it himself and wash the bike at the end of the ride

at the opposite end of of the spectrum, G ✖️

after eighteen years as a pro i'm not sure whether g remembers how to change rim brake pads let alone discs. the team give him a fresh pinarello and he rides it. simple. when it breaks a mechanic gives him another one. though once he retires the knowledge will come back to him

distantly justified gut feelings/completely unjustified Visions:

tadej ✔️ he can change tubes but always forgets the left pedal screws the opposite way

remco ✖️ owns at least one unnecessarily fancy multitool that he has never used. aero nerd but basic maintenance eludes him

mathieu ✔️ but it will take a fair while because he has not done it in soooo long and he doesn't remember to check the tyre for embedded sharps (this could be causing your repeated flat or the tube may be caught between tyre bead and rim)

jasper ✖️ forgets shoes and socks on training camp. has never bought his own inner tubes; begs one from someone else on the group ride and then struggles with a tyre lever for 20 minutes before someone takes pity

jonas ✔️ part time carpenter adept at handiwork, has been given the same unnecessarily fancy multitool as remco (BY remco? at the vuelta?) but it's unused in favour of an infinitely more practical one.

tom (pidcock) ✔️

joshy t ✖️ the lad vaguely knows what an innertube is and that you can pop them by putting the pressure too high but has never had to handle one himself

mads ✔️✔️ father (dads pedersen, if you will) runs a bike shop. not only can mads change a tube in under four minutes but he will show others how to look after their bikes and get irritated at poor maintence

matej ✔️✔️✔️ in another timeline it's moho instead of frank herzegh who invents tubeless tyres

[mamawasatesttube]

Cass cain and kon for hcs (separately or together go wild)

Headcanon A:  realistic

they are both nonbinary. cass grew up without language to even begin to describe gender - what the hell is a "boy" or a "girl"? she uses she/her because it's what she's used to, but if everyone had used he/him for her at first, she'd have been fine with that too. it's all just words and none of it makes sense to her. she is just... herself. none of the words and little boxes they delineate make sense to her. it's lonely and frustrating. kon meanwhile is so, so conscious of how he's perceived and what little boxes he's supposed to fit within. he represses any feelings that are out of line with those boxes, but he gets really in his head about it sometimes. which is also lonely, and frustrating.

they both kind of end up exploring that together. it's a slow process, but kon is very easy for cass to open up to, because he always waits so patiently and is happy to fill silences for her. (he makes her laugh. he's one of the first people she ever knew who just wanted to make her laugh.) and he doesn't mind if it takes her a while to figure out the right words to describe things. in turn, she's good at reading him and hearing all the words he doesn't say. they stargaze together a lot.

Headcanon B: while it may not be realistic it is hilarious

they're both affection-starved and they both understand each other on a really profound level, which means they're both aware the other is affection-starved. what this means: they're completely platonic friends who cuddle and occasionally kiss. what this means: there's a whole romcom plot in which tim and steph witness cass smacking kon's ass and going "thanks babygirl <3" when he gives her a slice of fresh pie a la mode, and (not unreasonably) think hey what the fuck. when did they become a thing??? shenanigans ensue.

Headcanon C: heart-crushing and awful, but fun to inflict on friends

finding out she lost brenda and all her friends in bludhaven was already hard enough. when tim (in tears) told her that they'd also lost kon, barely any time at all later, she shut down and was entirely nonverbal for three full days. how many loved ones is she supposed to outlive? how many? and why must they die when she lives? she's already taken a life - surely if anyone deserves to die, it's her. not him. he was made to be a weapon just like her, but he rose above it. she didn't, not until she'd already done the unforgivable. why did he have to die? why does she have to live? why? why?

Headcanon D: unrealistic, but I will disregard canon about it because I reject canon reality and substitute my own.

throws evil cass mind control arc out the fucking window. bye get out of here. honestly i haven't worked out Exactly how i want to fix that whole era (bc like, it gave her the impetus to leave batgirl to steph, so SOMETHING still has to happen), but i think she should have been on the cruise with dick and tim and bruce... haha wait unless she didn't want to go on a cruise bc it reminded her of how she and kon met and that grief was still too close... and then some shit happened to her when they werent there and she was alone bc she didnt wanna go... hmmm... this could be something!!

[mongpht]

Rollo Flamme - Student Council President Uniform SSR [translate]

PART 1

Noble Bell College - Bell Tower Interior

Rollo: Hmm… it's a bit cool. And sunrise time is getting later and later every day. Hmmm… It's a good time of year. I can spend less time in the classroom listening to silly stories from mindless students. Time to do what I have to do today before everyone wakes up… Besides, I wouldn't want those annoying creeps to find me.

Noble Bell College - Bell Tower Upstairs

Gargoyles: jumping.

Rollo: Yeah, shut up, you two! You bloody gargoyles! It's not nice to jump around like that. Why don't you two behave yourselves?

Gargoyles: * calms down *

Rollo: Yeah, I'll do you on my next day off. I can't bear to abandon what I've started. If you understand, leave already. I have important work to do… Finally. They're really annoying, aren't they? The mere fact that they live through magic is terrifying, and the noise… If I hadn't been watching the bell tower, I wouldn't have noticed those blocks of stone… Isn't that right, Salvation Bell. Hmm… You're very handsome today. How nice it would be if everyone were like you. It rings when it should ring and is silent when it should be silent. Nothing is ever so right and certain.

Rollo: …Оh. The sun will be up soon. Gotta get everything cleaned up before the ringers come. Let me hear your beautiful sound tonight. Oh, Salvation Bell!

PART 2

Noble Bell College - Courtyard

Rollo: You won't hear any nasty mages here. Let's take a break….

???: Headman, it's you!

Rollo: Huh?

Vice President: We've been looking for you, Rollo-kaicho*. I can't believe you had lunch here.

Rollo: You--

Vice President: Rollo-caicho, you eat bread for lunch. I didn't know that because I didn't see him in the dining hall.

Rollo: Yes, that's right. Two croissants and 16 grapes. And a cup of coffee with milk. Exactly that much, no more and no less. It's a fixed lunch every day, 365 days a year.

Vice President: What, every day? The same thing every day?

Rollo: If you choose to, you won't be driven by unnecessary desires. It's refreshing and very satisfying. I recommend it to you as well.

Vice President: I can't do that. I'd get bored too quickly.

Rollo: … I'm sorry you don't understand. What's more, you want something from me.

Vice President: Oh, yes. The teacher was just looking for Rollo-kaicho. He wants to know as soon as possible if the book report you recently submitted can be put in the newspaper.

Rollo: A newspaper?… If I take the morning paper, I take the morning edition of the Brilliant Country News.

Vice President: Yeah. It's amazing to be in such a big newspaper! That's what Rollo-caicho is all about. They told me again in class today that kaicho was the only one who passed his Potions test with a perfect grade.

Rollo: Hmm. Not a big deal.

Vice President: You're the very modesty! The other day you even made a hard-to-grow aquatic magic plant bloom. The teacher was very impressed. I have great respect for you. There is no other magician in this academy who knows as much as Rollo-kaicho knows!

Rollo: I see. mumbles Ironic, isn't it?

Vice President: Is something wrong?

Rollo: Don't worry about it. In fact, thank you for talking to me. And for your concern.

Vice President: Don't mention it! But while you're here, may I join you for lunch?

Rollo: … Absolutely not. We're almost done eating. Let's go straight to the teacher. Excuse me, I'll leave you to it. We'll have lunch next time.

Vice President: I see. Then I'll join you another time!

Noble Bell College - Lecture Hall

Rollo: … It's carefree. So carefree… I don't know what I'm thinking. Oh, that's not even the point. Let's go to the staff room.

PART 3

City of Flowers

Rollo: Good afternoon… Yes, that's right. I need my usual set of forms and envelopes. Yes, one plain white one… Hmmm, I agree with you.Even if some would call it anachronistic*, letters are a good thing. It's not as convenient as emails or phone calls, but the time spent means less careless remarks. What, are there cheaper ones from other manufacturers similar to this kit…? No, let's go with the usual. Changing your writing style in the middle of writing won't help. Everything has to be consistent… Yes, indeed. Thanks for everything. See you later… Good salesman. As a citizen of a town that loves a righteous judge. As a college student, I have to learn from you… This town is easy to live in. The people are nice and the scenery is wonderful. But these beautiful flowers are also held in place by magical power … Flowers …. Magic … Hmm…mmm…mmm…Hahaha…..

Goat: Bleh.

Rollo: Hmm. Is that a goat? What's wrong with you? Are you hungry? Unfortunately, I don't have anything you can eat right now. If you want to be fed, go to the others…..

Goat: Bleh.

Rollo: What? You're after my envelopes? How disgusting… Don't touch it. Don't eat my stuff. Besides, eating paper can make you sick to your stomach. I'm not saying it's bad. Give up the idea… Hey, stop it!

Goat: Bleh.

Rollo: You little goat. If you don't want to let go, here's an idea…! Ha. No, there are people here… If this creature wasn't valued in the city, I'd give him a good shove like that. You're just lucky.

Goat: Bleh.

Rollo: Don't chew on my clothes! The City of Flowers is beautiful, but except that such unhygienic behaviour is unacceptable...

Noble Bell College - Student Board Room

Rollo: "As you can see, I'm doing well, just like before. Take care of yourself." I wonder if I'm being too polite. Well, that's good. That's enough to let my parents know I'm living here without any problems. These people are fans of worry… Since then… very… … …

Rollo: … …Right. I'll see if I can add a few more additions to the letter. I won't be able to sleep well tonight anyway. I'll work on it to the best of my ability. There's plenty of time.

kaicho: forefather/elder anachronism: an erroneous, intentional, or conditional attribution of events, phenomena, objects, or persons to another time, epoch relative to the actual chronology.

[mysteryshoptls]

SR Ortho Shroud - Rabbit Gear Vignette

"The Rabbit Imitation Test"

[Clock Town – Race Venue]

Ortho: YAY! WE WON THE RABBIT RUN RACE!

Silver: Ortho, is your body alright after falling into those pitfall traps?

Ortho: Yep. I've done the emergency maintenance on all damaged parts already.

Silver: I see. Well, don't overextend yourself.

Ortho: I have no problem just moving around normally. Thanks for your concern, Silver-san.

Ortho: Since I entered the race without prior planning, I was able to gather a lot of data on what functions I lacked…

Ortho: So when I get back to campus, I'll upgrade my Rabbit Gear right away!

[Ignihyde Dorm – Ortho's Room]

―One week later

Ortho: Oookay. Assembly complete!

Ortho: I repaired all broken parts, so all the Rabbit Gear specs should be vastly improved now.

Ortho: I changed the heavy monocoque body into a ladder frame chassis, so that improved my overall weight.

Ortho: I completely restructured the basic design from the ground up, and restored the anti-gravity system that I had removed.

Ortho: Alright, time to retrofit it and test it out.

[Sports Field]

Ortho: Prototype Rabbit Gear Mk-II activated. All systems green.

Ortho: Starting Performance Test!

Ortho: High-speed mobility…

[tup tup! tup tup!]

Ortho: Satisfactory. Continuing on to Flight…

[ZOOM!]

Ortho: Satisfactory. Landing…

[thup]

Ortho: Satisfactory. Next...

Ortho: Fire the laser!

[BOOOOM!!]

Ortho: The laser power is also satisfactory.

Ortho: Good. All the standard functions are working perfectly.

Ortho: Alright then, it's time for the big one… The Rabbit Imitation Test. First, I have to turn off the flight feature.

Ortho: Perfect. After all, the greatest feature of this Rabbit Gear is that it should imitate a real rabbit.

Ortho: Walking…

[tup tup…]

Ortho: Satisfactory. Movement…

[hop! hop!]

Ortho: Satisfactory. Hopping…

[jump!]

Ortho: Satisfactory.

Ortho: …Hmmm.

Ortho: Everything moved smoothly, and is perfectly stable. The test results are all satisfactory.

Ortho: But… I feel like something's still missing.

Ortho: This Rabbit Gear I designed should be able to become more rabbit-like.

Ortho: What can I do to make it even more like a real rabbit?

[Sports Field]

Ortho: What can I do to make it even more like a real rabbit?

Silver: Is that you there, Ortho?

Ortho: Ah, Silver-san.

Silver: You seem to be wearing your Rabbit Gear. The sight of you in that outfit reminds me of our trip.

Ortho: The shopping we did, the festival and race… That was real fun, huh.

Silver: Yeah. However, why are you wearing your Rabbit Gear here, on campus?

Ortho: Since I finished repairing every part of the Rabbit Gear that broke during the race, I was just doing a function test.

Silver: I see. Has it returned to normal?

Ortho: Yep. And I didn't just fix it, but I overhauled its performance completely.

Ortho: But… I feel like it's still missing the proper rabbit-like characteristics, which is the most crucial aspect of the Rabbit Gear.

Ortho: I don't know what I should do…

Silver: …Ortho, I assume you haven't seen many wild rabbits up close, have you?

Ortho: I've never seen one personally… But I've gathered data on them from books and the internet. I've also studied a lot of rabbit videos.

Silver: I see. You put in a ton of effort.

Silver: However, there are often differences in seeing the real thing and merely reading about it. The first time I left Briar Valley, there were many things that were new to me as well.

Silver: If you see a real rabbit, you may discover something that helps.

Ortho: Oh, I see. You do have a point, Silver-san. But, what can I do to even meet a real live rabbit?

Silver: In the woods behind the campus, there are many wild rabbits.

Silver: I've had the opportunity to interact with rabbits much in my past. I may be able to be of help. Come with me.

Ortho: Yay! Thanks, Silver-san.

[Woods Behind Campus]

Ortho: We're here in the woods behind the campus, but… Now what?

Silver: If we just wait here, the rabbits should start to make their appearance.

Ortho: Eh, really!? But I read in my books that rabbits are really cautious…

Wild Rabbit: [rustle]

Ortho: Heat source detected. What's that over there…? A rabbit!

Ortho: And it's coming over here! I wonder why.

Silver: I don't really understand why, but… Animals often like to approach me.

Ortho: There's two, three… And more! WOW!

Wild Rabbit: [rustle, rustle]

Ortho: Ah, they ran away.

Silver: They must have been frightened by your loud voice.

Wild Rabbit: [shup]

Silver: That rabbit over there is standing up on its hindlegs and looking over at us.

Silver: It's vigilantly watching us. With its ears perked up like that, it's warily listening for any sounds we make.

Ortho: Okay, I see. Maybe if I move around like that, I'll seem more like a rabbit.

Ortho: Alright, I'm gonna try that.

Ortho: [shup!]

Silver: Yeah. You look just like it.

Wild Rabbit: [pitter, patter]

Silver: It came up to me. I'll pat its head.

Wild Rabbit: [hop! hop! hop!]

Silver: And when it's happy, it hops like this.

Ortho: Like this…? [hop! hop! hop!]

Silver: When you want to run away like they did earlier, you want to quickly make a big jump.

Ortho: Simulating an enemy attack, and… Run upon first contact! [JUMP, JUMP!!!]

Wild Rabbit: [runs in circles]

Ortho: Ah. The rabbit is running in circles around you.

Silver: This looks to be how they move when they want to play.

Ortho: It's a motion to play, okay. [runs in circles]

Wild Rabbit: [thump!]

Silver: When it kicks the ground with its hindlegs that forcefully, it must be angry.

Silver: Perhaps it’s in a bad mood, since I am not playing with it.

Ortho: So it's like its Rage Meter maxed out. [THUMP! THUMP!]

Silver: How is it? Are you starting to understand?

Ortho: Yeah. When I get to see the actual thing shown in front of me, it's so much easier to get!

Ortho: When the motion is linked to a specific emotion, I feel like I'm able to reproduce it so much better.

Ortho: Hey, Silver-san. Teach me about its other actions. The more data I can store, the more I'll be able to put to good use!

Silver: Got it. Next is…

[Ramshackle Dorm]

The next day

Ortho: When relaxing, I lay on my side and kick out my legs.

[lounges about]

Ortho: When I'm in a good mood, I hop around.

[hop! hop! hop! hop!]

Everyone: OOOOOOOOOH!!

Ortho: Hey, everyone, what do you think of my updated Rabbit Gear Mk-II?

Deuce: You seem to have copied a lot of actual rabbit movements. That's amazing.

Epel: Back when I was a kid, I took care of rabbits, and you're acting just like them!

1. You can do so many things!

Ortho: Yep. I've added a ton of different possible variations in motion.

2. You're just like a real rabbit!

Ortho: Yay! You saying that makes all the testing worth it.

Ortho: Thanks to Silver-san, I was able to greatly improve my Rabbit Gear. Thank you!

Silver: It wasn't anything much. Your desire and motivation was just strong enough. That's all.

Deuce: …Hey, Ortho. Why did you fix the Rabbit Gear in the first place, when you're not going to use it anymore?

Ortho: Well, obviously, so I can wear it during next year's White Rabbit Festival.

Deuce: Eh!? Are you going to come to Clock Town next year too? I guess you really liked the festival.

Ortho: Yep. And let's all win the Rabbit Run Race next year, too!

Epel: EH, ALL OF US!? You mean I have to wear that outfit again…!?

Grim: Then, next time, I'm gonna race too! I'll be the anchor leg of the relay and really stand out!

Ortho: Ehh! I want to be the anchor next time!

Silver: I look forward to next year, Ortho.

Ortho: Yeah. I'll completely smash through all the traps and win it hands down!

Requested by Anonymous.

[imonthemoonitsmadeofcheese]

Destinytober24: Day 26 - Divine

Link to Ao3 if you prefer to read it there

Dust and rocks crunched under the Drifter's boots as he approached Eris Morn at her station on the Moon.

Eris's lip quirked up into a smile when she heard the sound. He was making noise as he walked on purpose to let her know he was there. She knew his gait instantly.

"Drifter." She addressed him, wondering if he had waited until the last Guardian had transmatted away and, if so, how long he had been waiting. It could not have been long or she would have smelled him.

"Hey, Three-Eyes! Came as soon as I could. What’s this mysterious thing you need me to see?"

Eris stepped toward him and clasped his hand in hers warmly.

"It is in a cave in the Anchor of Light. There will be Fallen on the way. May we take your Sparrow?"

"Yeah we can do that. We’ll have to snuggle, though. And it may be a bit more bumpy than you're used to."

"I am accustomed to walking."

"Right, well, this will definitely be faster than that. Wanna ride shotgun or drive?"

"I would prefer to drive."

"Ha. You say that now, but you might regret that."

. . .

A few moments later Eris was frowning as the Drifter climbed in behind her. It was a tight fit but that was not the source of her displeasure. The Sparrow engine made a grinding noise as she tried to turn the ignition. The vehicle lurched to the side but did not move forward.

"How is this even remotely tolerable to you?"

"Well, up until now I’ve been the only one that’s had to deal with it, and I’m used to it."

"It doesn’t even start."

"It starts, you just have to jiggle it a bit, give me your hand."

He put his chin as close to her shoulder as he could without pressing it into the Hive chitin on her pauldrons and reached around her, wrapping his gloved hand around her own.

"Like this." He jiggled and then twisted the switch hard. The engine begrudgingly kicked in and began to rumble in an unstable fashion.

"It sounds as though it is about to fall apart."

"I mean, you’re not wrong. We could walk."

"No. You will shoot and I will drive."

"You got it."

She pushed the accelerator and felt the vehicle churn as it responded, only to have to course correct to avoid driving them into a rock wall.

"Why does it pull to the left?"

"Ah yeah, that." He said in her ear as they picked up speed. "I’ve been meaning to fix that but I never got around to it. I’ve just gotten used to compensating for it."

"I’ve seen you build functional machines out of garbage. You have the competency. Why have you not fixed this?

"There’s this old saying, the cobbler's children have no shoes."

"People who make footwear abuse their children?"

"Nah, it’s just you do something all day every day and then you neglect that thing for yourself. You do it too. Like a lot."

"I doubt that."

"Yeah? How much rest and self care do you do when I’m not around, unofficial therapist of the Vanguard?"

"Hmmm… Two on your left.'

"On it."

The Drifter shifted behind her and his scout rifle began to fire.

. . .

"Well this sure is a spooky cave."

"You should see the Hellmouth sometime." Eris' glowing orb hovered above her hand as the Drifter followed.

"I’ll pass. Wha-"

Eris caught him as he began to slide down a rough incline. Gravel and dust continued past where his boots had stopped. They slid into a dark pit.

"Tread carefully."

"I am treading carefully. I just can't see in the dark like you."

"Take my hand. I will guide you."

The path was winding and steep but Eris' grip was firm and he did not slip again.

After a few minutes the cave opened up into a larger chamber.

"Here. This is what I needed you to see." She held her Ahamkara bone up high. Its light was largely swallowed by the surrounding darkness.

"You may wish to add some flame to the Soulfire," she added.

The Drifter snapped his fingers and a flaming coin appeared between them. He held it in front of him.

"Moondust… am I seein' what I think I’m seein?"

"I believe so."

"Is this some kind of joke?" he asked as he walked forward. "Someone pulling a prank on you?"

"Unlikely."

A large sigil was scratched into the floor. A four-lobed flower. Eris’ symbol, the Bane of the Swarm, the same one she had on all her charms and wore on her chestplate. It was several feet in diameter. The scratches were uneven and deep, as though they had been made by claws.

The Drifter walked across it to what could only be a stone altar at one end of the cavern. He held the flame in his hand up to the knee-high figure in the middle of the altar presiding over the room.

It was a rough-hewn effigy of a human figure made of stone. Crude armour made of rotting Hive chitin had been affixed to it with distinctive pointed pauldrons at the shoulders. In one hand it held a sword carved from bone with a very distinctive knife-point perpendicular to the blade affixed to the tip of it. A spherical green stone was in the other hand. In the figure's face were three finger-width holes containing small green stones.

"Huh. How’d you even find it?"

"I was led here."

"Led? By what?"

"A Thrall."

"Come again?" He looked back at her.

"It groveled to me and did not attack."

"What happened to it after you got here?"

"It left. Still groveling. Backwards out the way we came."

"You didn’t think they were trapping you in here?"

"It would not have ended well for them if they had."

"Huh. So they are worshiping you now?"

"I do not know. It is a shrine, but… Hive worship is usually some form of death: theirs or someone else’s."

"I mean, you were a god to them."

"I was."

"Have you showed this to anyone else?"

"I wanted your thoughts first."

"I mean, it’s certainly new behaviour that’s for sure. Do you think you can… control them?"

"The lesser Hive are easily controlled magically for short periods of time. They will cower to anyone with sufficient power."

"But for more than that? If they worship you, do you think they'd like… do what you want, long-term?"

"Doubtful. I have no way to receive their tithes. Their own worms would devour them."

"Wild. Has it changed since you were last here?"

"Hmmm… perhaps there is more detail? I cannot tell for certain."

"I wonder what would happen if you… leave them something here."

"I don’t know what I would leave, or why."

"Well, they wanted you to see it. Maybe something to… I don’t know… acknowledge them?"

"And what might accomplish that?"

"I mean, I’m just grasping at straws here but… nah that’s a terrible idea never mind."

"Speak."

"That’s a statue of you, right?"

"Mmhmm"

"It’s just, Hive are really into bodily fluids for some reason… usually pullin’ them outta other people, mind you… but… maybe smear some of your eye goo on the statue’s eyes maybe? Sorta like… peeing on it, without actually, you know, peeing on it? Claiming it in a way?"

"Crude, but… there is internal consistency in your logic… and it works within the principles of contagion magic. Very well."

Eris pulled her hand out from under her Ahamkara bone. It remained hovering beside her. She removed the gauntlet from her left hand and reached up to her cheek, sliding the tips of index, middle, and ring fingers through the paracausal tears flowing from below the bandage she wore around her eyes. Then she stepped forward and placed those fingers into the three eye-holes of the statue, drawing them down to leave dark streaks on the stone.

Hissing echoed through the tunnels.

"Uh." The Drifter held up his flaming coin, looking around nervously.

Louder hissing seemed to answer the call of the first.

Eris tugged her gauntlet back on and summoned her orb to her hand. "We should leave."

"Yeah."

"Stay close." She drew her sword.

"Don’t have to tell me twice, Sister." He moved behind her, his coin in one hand, his hand cannon in the other.

"Of all the things to call me." Eris began leading him back the way they had come.

"Fine, Lover."

"Hmmm…"

"Hmmm yourself," he said near her ear as the hissing seemed to swirl around them. "You’re smiling. I can hear it in your hmmm."

"Hmmm…"

They heard the sounds of claws scrabbling along stone in the distance.

"Faster," Eris said and began to move more quickly.

The Drifter matched her pace. "Can you make a portal to get us out quicker?"

"If necessary, although it would also make plain our position."

They heard more hissing coming from behind them. It was louder.

"Oh I think they already know we’re here."

"But which ones, I wonder."

"Let’s not stick around to find out."

"Agreed."

A dead Eliksni lay beside the Drifter’s sparrow when they emerged from the mouth of the cave. Its entrails had been ripped out. Its limbs were splayed in an unnatural configuration.

A wrench was still clasped tightly in one three-fingered hand. It held a wire rifle in another. The ammunition cartridge had been spent. A Marauder cloaking device had been pulled off of its belt and smashed. Bits of its other two hands were still embedded in the sparrow itself.

"Uh… " The Drifter looked down on the dead body with confusion.

"They protected your sparrow ."

"That's unfortunate," he said dryly. "It wasn't worth dying for. "

"I'm sorry. If it's any consolation we probably would have had to defend ourselves from it on our way out."

"Maybe. Still sucks."

"Yes."

The Drifter crouched down and pulled the dismembered fingers out of the vehicle. He dropped them into the hole in the middle of the corpse.

"Looks um… displayed," he said, Trust dangling from his fingers as he examined the body.

"An attempt at communication."

"Ghost!" The Drifter's ghost appeared at his shoulder. "Scan that." The ghost began to do as he asked.

"Maybe we can get them to communicate less violently?"

"Doubtful," Eris answered him. "This is the Hive."

The Drifter's eyes flickered to the empty tunnel mouth and then returned to the corpse.

"House of Devils." He muttered looking at what was left of its clothing. "That's weird. You ever seen House of Devils on the Moon?"

The Drifter's ghost emitted its single tone to announce it had completed its scan and disappeared.

"I am not certain. I do not believe so. I thought the House of Devils operated primarily on Earth"

"So did I. Never seen 'em on the Moon but you hang out here more than I do."

Hissing and scratching echoed up through the tunnel mouth. It sounded very close.

Eris mounted the sparrow and after a couple of tries, got it running.

"Are you coming?" she asked him.

The Drifter nodded. He paused to fold the dead Eliksni's four arms over its chest cavity and covered its head with what was left of the tattered cape bearing the sigil of its house.

"Best I can do." He told the corpse before standing and climbing on the back of the sparrow behind Eris. "Let's go."

The Sparrow made a grinding sound and lurched. Eris growled at the controls. The engine coughed and sputtered.

The Drifter reached down and picked up the wrench from the dead Eliksni. He gave the sparrow a sharp smack with it just in front of Eris' left knee.

The Sparrow's engine roared to life. Eris sighed and began driving them back across the lunar surface to Sanctuary.

Link to the entire month's worth of prompts on Ao3, posted daily.

[galaxycevans]

my savior x curtis everett

After a hard battle with the guards, to have more protein blocks, she had to heal those who were injured. One particularly draws her attention. The one with the beanie… She approaches him.

“I wanna help you, may I?” He lifts his head. His blue eyes catch her attention.

“Sure…” He lifts his shirt covered with blood, she looks at his wounds. “Hmmm, it’ll be okay… It’s not deep… I’m gonna disinfect the wounds.” She soaks the cotton with alcohol and passes it over his wounds, he winces and grabs her leg. “I’m sorry… It won’t be long.” She continues to pass the cotton over his wounds. “Can you take off your shirt? I want to put a bandage around your waist. Please…”

He releases his hand off her leg and takes off his shirt. She puts the bandage around his waist, slowly to avoid the pain, she cuts the limit of the bandage and fixes it. “There you go… I’ll come back to see if it’s better. You should get some rest...” She stands up and starts to walk away but he grabs her wrist. 

“Thank you…” He smiles lightly and rubs her hand. She smiles and nods to him. She goes to take care of the others injured. A few hours later, she came back and went to her bed. She climbed the little ladder but her foot slipped and she fell. The guy who was next to the beanie guy sits up on his bed. “Are you okay ?” 

“Yeah, sorry…” She rubs her forehead and this guy hands out. She takes his hand and he lifts her. “I’m Edgar…Nice to meet you. I didn’t see you before…” 

“I’m y/n. I’m very discreet but for saving people, I’m not so far…” She chuckles. “I was gonna sleep but I don’t have the energy anymore…This was a long day to help every injured person, but now, they will be healed soon.”  

“Thanks to you…” Edgar smiles and she blushes. “Edgar! Leave her alone!” The beanie guy comes next to you and Edgar. “I’m sorry about his behavior…” 

“That’s alright, don’t worry…” She waves. 

“Don’t do it again Edgar. Now go!” 

“Sorry Curtis…” 

“He won’t bother you anymore…” 

“Oh, that’s alright. How are your wounds?” 

“They’re fine, thanks to you…” He smiles lightly. “I will help you.” 

“Oh, I don’t wanna disturb you.”

 He picks her up and puts her on his bed. 

“You can sleep on my bed tonight. I’ll take yours.” 

“Oh, that’s sweet of you. I mean it. Thank you…” 

Guards come and start to hit metal bars. “Everyone up! Come on quick!” 

“Stay down!” He whispers and lies on her, covering her from the guards. He was warm, and his eyes were keeping an eye on her. She didn’t feel that before, protection. She was always on her own.

The guards check every bed and open the curtains from Curtis's bed. They pass his bed and go to the front. 

“They’re gone Curtis” Edgar whispers. 

He sits up and lets her sit on his bed. “You okay?” He puts a hand on her back.

“Yeah, I’m okay.” She stands up and looks at him. “Thank you, Curtis…” She blushes. 

“I just saved your life. I don’t want them to hit you” He scratches his beanie.

She smiles one last time and goes to see Tanya and Timmy.

***

Hours later, the guards call everyone in the section for checking. They all sat down one by one, Curtis was the only one who still stood up. 

“Sit down!” The guard warns him.

“Curtis, sit down…” Edgar whispers and y/n looks at Curtis. 

“SIT DOWN!” The guard points his gun at Curtis. y/n stands up. 

“This man is injured, let me help him…” 

“You better shut up and both sit down.” The guard approaches them with the gun pointed at her. “Don’t let me warn you again…” 

They both sit down, and the guard goes back with the other guard. “Protein blocks are ready. Come and get it” 

Everyone takes their protein blocks and the guard grabs her wrist when it was the turn of y/n. “No protein block for you. Go.”

“Are you serious? I need to eat.” 

“Sorry lady, no protein block for you.” She scoffs and goes away from the guard. She storms to her bed. She climbs it and closes the curtain. 

A few minutes later, Curtis didn’t see y/n at all of the afternoon, he goes in front of her bed. She was cuddling herself, putting her head on her knees. He can see her because she had turned the light on. 

“y/n?” She lifts her head but doesn’t open the curtain. “I have a protein block for you…” 

She doesn't answer. “Look, if you don’t eat. I will force you to eat it, and I don’t wanna do that to you.” 

She opens the curtain and looks at him. She cried, her eyes were red. 

“Here for you.” He hands out the protein block. 

“Thank you…” She smiles weakly. He climbs on her bed and sits next to her. She takes a small bite of her protein block. She always found that awful, like all the passengers on this train. He rubs her arm and smiles at her. 

“You know,  I may be a little scared but you can talk to me if you need.” He puts his hand on her thigh. 

“Thank you…” She lifts her head and a tear rolls down her cheek. She wipes her tears away with her thumb. 

“y/n y/l/n?” A guard comes towards her.

“Yes?” 

“You have to follow me to the front section.” 

“Why? I’m okay here. I don’t see why I should go in the front section…” 

“You have to follow me. That’s an order.” 

“I won’t go anywhere.” She climbs down off her bed. “If you think I’m gonna go you can fuck your-” She couldn’t finish her sentence when the guard knocked her head with his rifle. She collapses on the floor.

“Hey back off, bastard !!!” Curtis punches the guard and pushes him against the wall, everyone tries to lift y/n. “If you touch her again, I’m gonna kick your ass!  And this time I won’t be alone…” His eyes darken. “Now, get out of here!” He pushes the guard away. Curtis turns around and sees y/n injured in the head. “You okay?” 

“Yeah, it’s just a scratch, don't worry.” She walks away from him. She sits down and tries to cover her wound but the pain can’t allow her to put the bandage on her. He sits next to her and starts to put his hand on her forehead but she holds his hand. “Let me help you y/n. Please.” She drops her hand and lets him do the bandage. He cleans her wound, and she winces and clutches her hand. “Sorry, I’ll be quick.” He cleans and puts the bandage on her forehead. “Done.” She looked down, he lifted her head with his hand on her chin. “You’re gonna be okay, I promise.” 

“Thank you…” She hugs him. He raises his hands, surprised by her action. He hugs her back. She sobs into his chest, he didn’t know this part of her. She always had her shell, but now she just feels safe with him. “But I don’t want you to be killed by these bastards.” She mutters. 

“Don’t worry. They won’t do anything.” He puts his hands on her cheeks and kisses her cheek. 

“y/n?” She looks behind Curtis, all the passengers were here to support her, same as Edgar, Tanya, and Gilliam. “They won’t touch you anymore. You’re our hope y/n.” Tanya expresses to her. She chuckles and lets her tears fall. “FOR Y/N!” Tanya raises her fist in the air. 

“FOR Y/N!” Everyone raises their fist in the air. She thought she would be alone but she was wrong. Everyone was tired of Wilford, it was time to revolt. Curtis whispers “For you.” 

She giggles. He puts his hand on her cheeks. She didn’t expect that he’ll kiss her, she was surprised but she wraps her arms around his neck. Everyone is happy to see them together. For her, he was her savior and for him, she was everything. They’ll fight together, whatever it takes.

[miusmusings]

Parents in BMF

Sooo, Be My Favorite has been hitting too close to my heart since ep 1. But this ep topped it off ahaha I did not sign up for this where's the cutesy show I can watch without feeling anything

There's already been a lot of (frankly wonderful) discussions about it, but this stuff hits close to home so I had to write a bit, too. Prior warnings for (mostly) personal thoughts, disorderly ramblings, and discussions of homophobia.

About Kawi

We start off the series with saving Kawi's family as one of the goals. But what is 'family' to Kawi? Kawi gives us a lot of info about his background - He is poor (one of his main insecurities that plays into his sense of self), his mother has remarried and moved away, and his father is mortally ill.

From Kawi's words, it's clear that he is not at all close to his mother. So, he probably did not have a mother figure growing up. Did he even have a feminine figure he was close to throughout his childhood and adolescence? A playmate, a neighbour, an aunt? (Not really, I think)

Is that why he values his 'crush' so much?

A woman showed him kindness and interest for perhaps a very, very long time, in a foreign setting where he feels vulnerable, and he latched to it. Can't blame him for that. But that brings up an interesting possibility—The feelings Kawi has for Pear, are they of an inherently romantic nature? Or are they of some other kind, but which Kawi chooses to label as romantic, because he has little to no experience with female affection whatsoever?

Anyway, I was supposed to talk about Kawi's dad and got derailed.

So, Kawi's father.

Someone who loves Kawi a lot, as evident from his unwillingness to touch the fixed deposit he has because it is saved for Kawi's future. He refuses to get expensive treatment that is crucial for him to live him because he does not want to land Kawi in debt. (He also refused to talk about his disease in the initial eps, perhaps because he does not want his son to worry about him and affect his studies.)

So, Kawi at least had a positive father figure in his life. (who evetually becomes the reason why Kawi starts chasing his dreams!! Woot to healthy fathers in bls and in reality!)

But, it also makes me wonder, would Kawi's father accept the fact of him being a part of the queer community? Since BMF is a bl show, the answer is perhaps yes. (Though BMF is giving so many surprises each week I feel that this may just be hmmm... not true... hm... deep in delulu) But if this was in the real world, would he, an aged asian person with perhaps negligible knowledge about the queer community, learns that his so-far-straight son has suddenly 'turned gay' (using this term cause this is what I've heard ppl use irl when talking about their kids coming out...), be ok with it? Would he accept Kawi?

(I REALLY really wanna see Kawi coming out to his dad. LIke. Give it to meeee gmmtv.)

About Pisaeng

Contrasting Kawi's openness about his family (despite his insecurities about it), we have Pisaeng, who gives us no info about his family.

In all the prev eps, we got little mention of Pisaeng's family. And when we did, it was from Pear, saying that Pisaeng had a lonely childhood with no friends other than her and Not. (Which struck me as weird, cause Pisaeng, with his friendliness, ought to have many. making assumption about extroverts...i'm sorry. Ofc, we later learn the reason for this.)

Anyway, Pisaeng *does not* bring his family up, ever. He refuses to talk of the past. What could have happened back then?

In ep 6, finally, we get an idea.

It's Max, dearest Tired Queer who never fails us, who brings it up (the irony!)

But, even faced with the direct question, Pisaeng clams up and refuses to talk. (At this point I didn't realize what was happening it, just thought we were hating on politicians like we always ought to. And that Pisaeng's last name is very common in Thailand.)

And this wannabe politician lady is liberal enough on the media to have an out and proud queer person like Max follow her because he likes "what she says."

I need a breather cause this is so close to reality that it's nauseating

We later know that liberal politician lady is Pisaeng's mum. And all her liberal thoughts are just for the show. She employs people who are from the queer community but then uses them to spy on her son. (another breather needed asap)

Now, I wouldn't have realized this part if @bengiyo hadn't pointed this out in their post about how Pisaeng has been forced into the closet by his *liberal queer-supportive* mother, who also insists on controlling his life, his sexuality, and even his friends. Look at @jjsanguine's post on Pisaeng's mother and her view of frivolous friendships! It's soo... TwT. There *are* parents who insist their children don't make friends cause according to them the wrong sort of friends will get them into trouble in their future life (aka employment/career. Frick society and its- everything, actually.)

As much as I hate her for her horrible parenting, for her blatant lies about acceptability, and for using queers to hunt down their own community, and for being a politician (there's smt inherently wrong with ppl in politics, smt or the other, you can't convince me otherwise), I can't help but marvel how real her character is. Cause yeah, this stuff happens every day. I've seen others experience it, and I've experienced it myself.

That said, I can also see *where* Pisaeng's mum is coming from. (His name is so long I wanna call him Saeng but we got soo many Saeng's in bls recently ueue). As in the thought that drives their behaviour.

I think Pisaeng's mother operates on this—It's ok as long as it's not one of ours aka queerness in fine, as long as it's other people, as long as it does not affect our children.

I dunno about Thailand, but in my part of Asia, this is the often the *most* acceptability queers get. This, or outright homophobia. (breaths.)

Parents (ie the 'cool' ones) are ok with lgbt+ as long as their kids don't come out one day, or heavens forbid, bring a partner home. I do believe there are some parents who accept lgbt freely, but like, in my 19 yrs of experience, none of the parents (the ones who were ok enough to hold such a talk with in the first place) were. I hope some parents out there are more accepting :')

If you belong to a particularly liberal upper/upper middle class family, and you show your parent an lgbt ad, talk about the latest legislature that decriminalized homosexual relationships, or the ongoing court case about legalizing same sex marriage, they'll be ok with that. They'll nod their head and say 'progress'. (Though a lot more parents would beat you/inflict other kinds of abuse on you. Also honour killing.)

But heaven forbid their child becomes a part of that community. Then, there are talks of soothsayers, 'treatments', "it's just a phase", cutting off the child's friends and their access to phone cause they've been "badly influenced".

At the end, if the person still insists on being a part of queer community, the parents will force them to hide it. Not to tell anyone about it, to go back to the closet. Which is exactly what happened with Pisaeng. Only, Pisaeng's mother makes it worse (should there be a difference in levels of homophobia?) by using this pseudo acceptance for profit.

Their worry? The person's future. Their career, jobs, social standing. Because yes, even with legislatures, being queer can hamper one's access to education, health, and job opportunities, among many many other things. (To say nothing about the recent rise in hate crimes in my country...)

Often, this behaviour comes from parental love (a very twisted love that is), because most parents do not want their children to suffer, which they inevitably would if they lived their queer lives openly in the current social conditions.

But it also comes from prejudice, hate, and as urge to control. In many cases, parents refuse to accept their children have grown up, and are in a place to make their own decisions. Instead, they try to dictate every thought and every behaviour, including the choice of marital partners. (Ik arranged marriage au is often a thing of joke in the bl circle but, it's so real, guys. It happens way too often and tho it's mostly not a coercive thing... it sometimes is).

Also, surveillance. Parents often pry on phones, it's uncomfortably common place. I know a (not lgbt) friend whose parent had hired a private detective to spy on them cause they were afraid said friend would go into bars and get into drugs after entering uni.

So yeah. It's a circus. It'd be a funny one if this wasn't real life. >.>

So anyway anyway, Pisaeng's mother and her words made me think a lot sooo... I thought-dumped!

When I started watching BMF I thought it'd be a funny little show that would help me relax after a hectic week. Who knew it'd make me write so much about so many things. (I also blame Tumblr.)

This got wayy too personal at the end so like, congrats if you read till here. I kudos your patience for reading my disorganized mess of thoughts. Have a cookie/cupcake/chicken fritters(they are so! good!)/other food of your choice and I hope your weekend goes reallyy well!

ALso I hope Pisaeng's mother gets her just desserts. Even if she accepts him in the end, her past behaviour is horrible. And who knows if she won't use her financial and political power to harm the queer society later? People in power always under suspicion tbh

Also I just realized we have got nothing about Pisaeng's father...

[lunarsun12]

Clumsy Mini Minion

Masterlist

The broken Lego saga has strike again, Hongjong was curious about seonghwa new built Lego. Apparently it can make noises and the can see the inside. What Hongjong didn’t realise, he may have pulled too hard on the wings and it snapped off.

The guy tried to fix it but ended up making it worse. He immediately know what he does best and hide the nearest room he can find.

What will Seonghwa reaction will be?

Mingi Created the Chat:

Save Scared Tiny Guy From Angry Bunny

Today 13:00

Hongjong🏴‍☠️: MINGI! I’m not scared, just startled!

Hongjong🏴‍☠️: Also what did I say stop calling me short!!

Mingi🦄: Then stop hiding in Yunho room!

Yeosang🍗: Appa hiding? What did he do to Eomma?

Wooyoung🐈‍⬛: YEOSANG! Stop going on your phone! You supposed to hanging out with me! YOU PROMISED!!

Yeosang🍗: There’s drama! Isn’t that like your middle name?

Wooyoung🐈‍⬛: I create drama! Not watch other people drama! That Jongho job!

Yeosang🍗: Give me 10mins and I want to see Appa getting killed!

San🗻: Hmmm why is the family chat name is werid…? Where is Eomma? I should add him

Hongjong🏴‍☠️: NO! DO NOT ADD HIM! I WILL BE SO DEAD DEAD

San🗻: -^- don’t yell at me! I won’t add Eomma in

Yunho🐶: Appa? Tell everybody what you told me about Eomma stuff…

Hongjong🏴‍☠️: I told you there is nothing to worry about…Mingi is overreacting like usual. Now you kids run along now. Nothing to see here!

Jongho🍎: Appa….broke Eomma Star Wars Lego….you know the one he spent a week on….

Hongjong🏴‍☠️: Jongho have you been listening outside of Yunho door!

Jongho🍎: No. I was there when you broke it and fled to the nearest room. Happened to be Yunho’s

Yeosang🍗: Get to the point! I have 5 mins left before wooyoung starts to bite me! FYI we in public!!

San🗻: Just say you are sorry! Maybe he can forgive you!

Hongjong🏴‍☠️: NO! I just can’t okay!

Jongho🍎: Appa broke Eomma other Lego set…the one with the big tree…2 weeks ago…

Hongjong🏴‍☠️: Again? How did you know!!

Jongho🍎: It’s not like…I’m following you whatsoever…

Mingi🦄: Let’s help Appa! He is so scared!

Yeosang🍗: Why? He broke it? He should not hide and face the old man!

Wooyoung🐈‍⬛: Yeosang your 10mins is up! Put that phone away before I unleash my fangssss

Yeosang🍗: 10mins is up already!? Fine fine, got to go!

There was a scream…

Back At Ateez Chat

Seonghwa🌸: WHO BROKE MY STAR WARS!!

Yunho🐶: I dunno…how about you calm down…maybe that person won’t feel scared

Seonghwa🌸: CALM DOWN! I STAYED ALL NIGHT! You don’t tell me what to do!!

Seonghwa🌸: Where is Hongjong? I need him to help deep clean the fridge

Mingi🦄: He is probably hiding somewhere…

Seonghwa🌸: Wait a second…HONGJONG! You broke it again! I told you many times not to touch it!!

Hongjong🏴‍☠️: It wasn’t me! You know it could be Jongho!

Seonghwa🌸: You left your nail polish and plus you nowhere to be seen! Means you have to done it!

There was a tiny scream…

Seonghwa🌸: Hongjong! I can hear your scream! Just own up and help me rebuild it! Last time I have to ask San to help!

Hongjong🏴‍☠️: PLEASE DON’T hurt me! Wait you not mad?

Seonghwa🌸: I was mad but then San showed me the gc mingi made. It’s takes all the madness away…seeing you suffer

Seonghwa🌸: Help me fix it!

Mingi and Yunho never seen Hongjong moved so fast from his spot. Immediately exited to the room.

Yunho🐶: I always forget how speedy Appa is!

San🗻: Appa? What do you need to say to me?

Hongjong🏴‍☠️: Thank you!

San🗻: And…?

Hongjong🏴‍☠️: AND? What’s the other and!?

San🗻: For leaving me behind all alone the other day!

Hongjong🏴‍☠️: I’m sorry yeah yeah. Now if you excuse me…I need to help your Eomma before he changes his mind

10mins later…

Yeosang🍗: Appa? In trouble?

Yunho🐶: It all sorted! San actually helped! Who knows him telling Eomma everything comes in handy

San🗻: Yeosangie! Be proud of me!! You see I can be nice…if I want too…

Wooyoung🐈‍⬛: YEOSANG! You taking too long in the bathroom!

Yeosang🍗: Ugh wooyoung…I’m checking if Appa is alive…I will be out!

Yeosang🍗: I can’t wait for tonight to spend time with Yunho! Wooyoung so clingy

Jongho🍎: And you call me the drama addict. Yeosang is more addicted then me

[spacemagicandlaserswords]

Tech Lives Reason #2

Humans have survived long falls before.

I don't care how clutching at straws (toothpicks?) this is, there are numerous recorded examples from history of humans surviving long falls. @ilcuoreardendo-fic wrote the wonderful ficlet The Fall (don't worry it's a fix-it where Tech lives), which was one of the first pieces of fanfic that I could manage to read after the season 2 finale. In the notes they mention an example that I've since seen cited in other posts about this topic.

Alan Magee

He was an USAAF airman in World War II who survived a fall of 6,700m/22,000ft from his B-17 Flying Fortress after it was shot down.

That is a fall of 6.7 kilometers. He fell over 4 miles.

How did he survive?

He fell through the glass roof of the Saint-Nazaire railway station in France.

That's not to say that he wasn't injured. Magee suffered serious injuries including a broken right leg and ankle, almost severed right arm, 28 shrapnel wounds, punctured lung and kidney, severely damaged eye and nose, partially crushed lungs and other internal organs, along with injuries to his teeth, knee, leg and ankle.

But he survived. He lived.

Interestingly, Magee was treated by a doctor in the German military, who said to him "we are enemies, but I am first a doctor and I will do my best to save your arm." Parallels to Tech being captured and kept alive by Dr Hemlock? Hmmm?! Coincidence? I think not!

There are numerous other examples of humans surviving long falls as well.

Vesna Vulović, who holds the Guinness World Record for surviving the highest fall without a parachute, a distance of 10,160m/33,000ft. She was trapped in the fuselage of the DC-9 that she was a flight attendant on after it exploded mid-air in an attack in 1972. The fuselage, with Vulović inside, crashed at an angle and then slid down the snow-covered and heavily wooded mountainside near the village of Srbská Kamenice in the Czech Republic.

Ivan Chisov, a Soviet Air Force lieutenant in World War II who survived a fall of around 7,000m/23,000ft after he had to bail out of his plane that was attacked in 1942. He hit the edge of a snowy ravine and then tumbled down the rest of the way. Severely injured (spinal injuries and a broken pelvis) and was in a critical condition for a month after surgery but was back flying 3 months later.

Nicholas Alkemade, a Flight Sergeant in the RAF who survived a fall of 5,500m/18,000ft after leaping from his burning plane upon discovering that his parachute had been destroyed in the fire. He landed in a deep snow drift in a pine forest outside Berlin. Astoundingly, his only injury from the fall was a sprained knee. His other injuries (burns, cuts and shrapnel wounds) were from when his plane was attacked and was literally burning and crashing around him. Interestingly, both of his flying boots were missing when he landed, which may be because they were ripped off as he crashed into tree branches on the way down.

Christine McKenzie, a South African skydiver who survived a fall of 3,400m/11,000ft in 2004 after both her main and emergency parachute failed. Despite this, she survived with only a broken pelvis and bruising as she fell into power lines before hitting the ground. These were key to her survival as they appear to have absorbed a lot of the energy from her fall.

James Boole, another skydiver who survived a fall of 1,829m/6,000ft in the Kamchatka Peninsula in 2009 after only opening his parachute 20m from the ground. He left a 1 meter crater in the snow where he landed. Despite this, he survived, even with a lung full of blood, internal bleeding and a broken back and rib.

Juliane Koepcke, who survived a fall of 3,200m/10,000ft in 1971 after the plane she was flying in disintegrated mid-air after being struck by lightning. She survived and managed to walk away from the crash with a broken collarbone, deep cut in her right arm and cuts on her legs, along with an injured eye, ruptured knee ligament and concussion. After all of this, she then managed to survive for 11 days alone in the Peruvian rainforest before finding people to help her. She has a number of ideas as to why she survived, including that the bench seat she was strapped to slowed her fall and that it also helped to cushion her fall when it struck the trees in the dense rain forest on her way down.

So there is precedence and there is hope. Tech can survive that fall. The chances of him surviving are admittedly not great. Very slim in fact. Though I'm sure Tech has already calculated the odds of survival and also knows exactly what he needs to do in order to give himself the best chance of surviving. This is Tech we're talking about. The man's a genius.

Tech has his vast brainpower to his advantage but he's going to need a lot of other things to go right for him. Fortunately, the survival examples I listed, and others that I've read, all have a consistent theme.

Every person had their fall broken by something.

The common one seems to be snow and tree branches from a tree dense environment, such as forests or jungles.

Now, the Batch were on Eriadu to try and sneak into Empire Con (thank you to for @feltpool who came up with this, it continues to amuse me far too much).

And what does Wookieepedia list as the primary terrain on Eriadu?

Mountains and jungles.

So we're at least in an environment where tree branches and densely populated trees could break Tech's fall. One of the examples I listed above even survived their fall in a jungle.

However, due to the clouds, we aren't able to see what sort of environment is beneath Tech when he falls. From a narrative and storytelling perspective, that is definitely deliberate. There isn't even any mention of what sort of environment is below the rail car line in any of the dialogue either. I think Omega refers to it as 'down there' or 'that' at one point but there's no way I'm going through the emotional destruction of watching that finale again so I'm just going to have to go with my memory for now. Please feel free to correct me if I'm wrong, you brave souls that can rewatch something like that. Basically, we get very little to almost no information on what the terrain is below the rail car line, but we do see what the environment is like near by.

After landing on Eriadu, the Batch creep through what appears to be a wooded forest-like environment, complete with trees that look suspiciously like pine trees. Take a look at this gif from @barissoffee (who continues to do just amazing work with their gifsets).

Gif from this gifset by @barissoffee

Look at the branches and leaves in the background. That's a pine tree. You can see the trunk of a big pine tree behind Tech and Echo in this gif and there are two pine trees fairly close to each other behind Wrecker and Omega in this gif. Add in the dappled sunlight breaking through the shade and what looks like moss covering the rocks on the ground in this hilarious gif (poor Wrecker) and they are definitely in a pine tree forest.

So we have an entirely probable likelihood of the terrain on Eriadu, and thus the terrain below the rail car, being an environment that is suited to breaking a fall. All we need now is some snow. However, I don't think that's going to be the case. We don't see any snow on the top of the mountain where Tarkin's compound is, which appears to be the highest peak. From a narrative perspective, I don't think snow is likely to appear either. Crosshair's episode 'The Outpost' was still fairly recent and that was a completely snow covered shitstorm of emotional devastation for everyone involved. (Someone please just give Crosshair a hug. @crosshairs-wife are you able to come and get your man and wrap him up in a blankie?)

So Eriadu probably doesn't have snow but it does have mountains, which may aid in breaking and slowing down Tech's fall and reducing the distance he has to fall as well. The clouds cover the (likely) pine tree forest below the rail car line and given that Eriadu is mountainous, it is entirely possible that there are smaller mountains below the clouds. Rather than falling straight from the rail car to ground level, Tech may hit the side of a smaller mountain below the cloud line and then continue to tumble down the side of said mountain before eventually coming to a stop. @heyclickadee made an excellent post about this, which even includes diagrams!

Image from this post by @heyclickadee

This lines up with what some people have been able to get from screenshots and gifs. Here's a screenshot from @ellie-the-oracle that shows Wrecker's perspective looking down from the rail car.

Image from this post by @ellie-the-oracle

This is the clearest shot I've seen of the terrain below the rail car line. It's still partially obscured by the clouds but what we can see looks an awful lot like the steep side of a mountain peak surrounded by forest.

The next two examples include gifs from Tech's death scene so consider yourself warned and feel free to skip ahead if it's too much. The first gif does include Tech Thighs and Crotch, if that would help ease your pain.

This gif from @dreamswithghosts shows what looks like the lower peaks of a mountain range behind Tech as he's up on the top of the rail car line in the clouds.

Gif from this gifset by @dreamswithghosts

It also gives us a medium shot of Tech Thighs and Crotch walking straight at the camera. Feel free to walk straight towards me with those anytime sir.

And in a completely record scratching change of tone, this gif from @barissoffee of Tech dangling below the rail car (*sobs*) shows what looks like the side of a mountain peak in the background, just above the blaster in his holster on his left thigh.

Gif from this heartbreaking gifset by @barissoffee

In fact, one might say that is looks intriguingly similar to the steep side of a mountain peak we saw in the first screenshot.

Basically, there's mountains and a pine tree forest below the rail car line. I think I've made my point. Tech is falling into terrain that is advantageous to breaking his fall and helping him survive. If he was falling straight to sea-level with nothing in-between then he'd be toast.

Which reminds me of a quote from a trauma surgeon I found while researching whatever this giant ramble has turned into. Dr Izenberg states that "Anything above 10 or 12 stories and you've reached terminal velocity. So a fall from 20,000 feet sounds dramatic, but there's really no difference from a 500-foot fall." So it really doesn't matter how far Tech is falling, once he's reached terminal velocity then he can't fall any faster. I think this contradicts one of my earlier points but who said this was going to be in any way coherent. It's also important to remember that terminal velocity is not the point at which falling speed becomes deadly. It is the maximum speed an object can obtain when falling through a fluid, usually air. So basically, the fastest speed that humans can fall, which is about 200km/h (120mph) in a stable, belly to earth position.

Dr Izenberg also gives us another other small crumb of comfort. Regarding the skydiver Christine McKenzie, who crashed into power lines that broke her fall, Izenberg states that "By the time she hit the ground she had already used up and transferred the energy when she hit the power lines". This emphasizes again the importance of having something, or even multiple somethings, break Tech's fall. What a good thing that there's mountain slopes for him to tumble down and the branches of pine trees for him crash through. I going to turn into a pine tree after this with the amount of times I've typed those words. Pine trees pine trees pine trees.

There's one final point about the quote "It's not the fall that kills you, it's the sudden stop." from Douglas Adams. Izenberg emphasizes "that's really true, whether you're talking about a fall or an automobile accident. You have a rapid deceleration, a sudden transfer of energy."

TL;DR Tech needs to break his fall and slow his descent to survive and the mountain slopes and pine tree forest below the rail car line are very well suited to doing just that.

It's probably worth mentioning at this point that water isn't the best surface to fall onto. While it sounds like a good idea, there are a number of problems with falling into water. Firstly, liquid doesn't compress, which means that hitting water is basically like smacking straight into the pavement. The other problems are that hitting water tends to knock people unconscious and as you can't swim when you've passed out, you're then more likely to drown. As counter intuitive as it sounds, Tech will actually want to avoid falling into a river or lake, but I'm sure he already knew that.

So what does this all mean for Tech. Can he survive that fall? Yes. Are the odds of him surviving that sort of fall good? Not particularly but it has been done in the past. Is Tech going to be ok after the fall. Probably not. In all likelihood, he will be very badly injured. This is going to pose more problems for what happens to Tech after his fall but that point is for another post.

Is Tech still alive? Yes.

I am still firmly in camp Tech Lives and for a whole multitude of reasons but the rest of those are going to have to wait for subsequent posts because I've already rambled on for far too long and this post has turned into an unwieldy monster. Well done to you if you made it through this entire thing. Go reward yourself with some excellent fix-it Tech Lives fanfic. There's even a tag.

I'll be interested to see if they actually show how Tech survives the fall or if we get any kind of explanation, maybe Hemlock monologuing or Emerie briefly mentioning it when she's alone with Crosshair. Or will it's just be sort of alluded to or implied that Tech survived somehow and then hand waved off and narrative focus brought back to the current problem of Tech's injuries and his situation (probably captured by Hemlock) and we all focus on that and forget to question how he actually survived the fall.

But for now, take comfort in the fact that Tech can survive that fall and for a multitude of reasons, I still firmly believe that Tech is alive.