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hellothere-generalangsty · 3 years ago

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The Bad Batch - Quart d’Heure Américain

Summary: In French, we use the expression “quart d’heure Américain” (lit. “American quarter”; I think it’s “Lady’s choice” in English) to talk about that moment during an evening out/ a party where they play slows and couples dance together (very sweet and romantic, yes)

So here is the Quart d’Heure Américain, Bad Batch Edition™

Pairing: Crosshair x reader; Echo x reader; Hunter x reader; Tech x reader; Wrecker x reader; the Bad Batch x reader

Reader description: f!reader [she/her], no real physical description

Word Count: 5463 words

CW/ TW: Nothing, just pure fluff and cute relationships (some established, one not quite yet) also there’s a LIL BIT of someone being sad/ a LIL BIT in pain BUT promise it doesn’t last and it gets all soft

Tags: @loth-wolffe @m-o-o-n-s-g-o-o-n-s @allamarisss

@imalovernotahater @murdertoothpick (if you want to be added to the tag list for future stories/ if you want to be removed and not tagged again, please let me know! )

Notes: This is for you all, because you deserve it and I hope it’ll sooth whatever you need soothed; and here is a quote that quite grasp the concept of this small fic

“Quand je danse, je danse” –Montaigne (“when I dance, I dance”; enjoy the moment and don’t think about anything else)

Crosshair: Something Stupid – Nancy Sinatra, Frank Sinatra (1177 words)

Had someone asked you beforehand, you never would have been able to tell that Crosshair was an amazing dancer. You didn’t expected him to invite you out that night, especially not when everyone in town was speaking about this Dancing Night. But he did, and now he was next to you, moving like he had done it all his life.

“You’re doing great, mesh’la,” he complimented as you tripped on your feet.

“I already told you,” you nodded a thank you when he helped you get back up, “I don’t understand Mando’a.”

Well, you did, but only a few words. You grew used to them, because Crosshair would use them all the time when speaking to you, but never once did he told you what they meant. So you did what every logical person would have done, and asked Tech.

“Well, mesh’la could be translated to ‘beautiful’, and cyare to something like ‘love’ or ‘my heart’. Why you asking?”

“I heard that on the radio, in a song once and I just wanted to know what it meant. Thanks Tech!”

And you had left him as soon as he was done explaining their meaning to you, because the more you stayed here, the more he could guess why you really asked. But you didn’t want Crosshair to stop calling you mesh’la or cyare. It sounded so peculiar when he would whisper it close to your ear as he would walk behind you; “out of my way mesh’la”, “you truly are a lost cause, cyare”. It wasn’t really a lie not to tell him you knew; more of a covered truth.

The song changed and went from a catchy tone to a slower, more sensual one. Crosshair waited for you to come to him before gently grasping your waist, a hand holding your own, fingers folded around yours. He pulled you closer, so close you could feel his chest moving according to his breath. You looked straight at him, trying to decipher his expression, to find any feeling uncovered behind those bewitching whisky eyes.

“Are you scanning me?” he softly asked.

“Maybe.” you confessed. “I want to know what’s going on behind this pretty face.”

It slipped out. You didn’t mean to say that; yes, he had a pretty face, yes you meant it, but-

“I think, about you mostly.”

Ho.

“You’re…pretty.” He sharply nodded, as a way to keep up his facade. You almost tripped over again, so taken aback by his little confession.

“Sorry,” you muttered, “sorry, I- that’s very… very kind of you to say.”

He didn’t say anything, but the grip on your waist tightened. You decided to try it, and slowly came to rest your head on his chest. You could hear his heart beating, muffled by the layers of skin and cloth. You felt a cold spot on your waist, and a hand brushing your hair off of your face, tucking them behind your ear before resting on your shoulder.

You couldn’t yet guess it, but he was craving for more, he wanted you closer to him, wanted to bury his face in your neck, hum your scent and kiss you all the way to your jawline, your cheek, the tip of your nose; and your lips.

But never once did he flinch, or let out any sign of his heart bleeding to feel you so close, yet so out of reach. Instead he held you there, slowly leading the dance, almost silently telling you to “move left, come back to me, and left again; great job mesh’la”.

He couldn’t yet guess it, but you were craving for more. More Mando’a’s nicknames, more gentle touch on your face and body, maybe a bit of appreciation in his eyes, a bit of love on his mouth.

And you thought you could hold on, spend the night glued to his body, feeling the warmth of his embrace, the delicacy of his moves; and still be able to pull out a straight face, to pretend mesh’la and cyare were unknown words to you, that your heart wasn’t racing at the sole thought of getting more.

But you didn’t.

“Ni kar’tayl gar darasuum”.

It slipped out tenderly, purposefully. And this time, he almost tripped on his feet.

“What did you say?”

You raised your head, taking a small step back to look at him in the eyes.

“I said I love you, but I guess my accent sucks a bit. I- I asked Tech about it last time.” You confessed in a small voice.

Crosshair couldn’t even speak anymore. He completely stopped moving, staring at you like you were the only one here, with him.

“Look, we can just…forget about it if yo-”

“Shut up.”

Your eyes widened at the command, and nothing could have prepared you to the devastatingly exquisite sensation of his lips brushing against yours before completely diving in. Nothing could compare to the fire in your belly, to the sweet bite on your lower lip, his teeth briefly pulling on it before letting go; and the overwhelming sensation filling your mouth as his tongue caressed yours in a heated, terribly slow kiss.

None of you could pull away; if he tried to release your lips, you would dive right back in, and if you gasped for air he would barely give you time to breathe before coming back to you. He couldn’t resist the urge to hold you tight in his arms, and you were too afraid of letting go so you firmly held his face against yours.

You felt his weight shifting to the left, then to the right, and once again you followed his lead. You felt it, the uncontrollable grin against your mouth, and the way he spin round with you, making sure no one else but you existed in that moment.

When you finally let go of each other, you were both heavily breathing, and a mutual stare was enough to get you both chuckling like kids.

Yes, you loved him, with all of your heart and soul, and you would gladly learn more Mando’a if it got you that type of enthusiastic reaction every time you did so.

“Your accent is actually quite cute,” he managed to tell you, and your smile only grew wider, and his eyes only got lovelier. “But maybe you should say it again, just in case it was luck.”

“I sure will, but I think I need you to tell me; how do you say it, again?”

He shook his head, both defeated and amused.

“Ni kar’tayl gar darasuum.”

“Ni kar’tayl gar darasuum”, you repeated, and he nodded in approval. “I think I won this round.”

“You did.”

He grabbed your arms and pulled you closer, leaving small misses on your forehead, your cheeks, your nose, and your lips. The song was over; it had been for a few minutes now; but you didn’t care. Crosshair was still dancing with you, his hands on your back, a smile on his face; and maker he was even more handsome when he smiled. You had him, and he had you, and you were glad you said something as stupid and childish, and sincere and deep as this.

I love you.

Echo: Everybody Loves Somebody – Dean Martin (1168 words)

“Alright, open your eyes.”

Echo’s voice tickled your ear, making you smile. Your eyes had no trouble getting used to the light outside; it was dusk already, and a small campfire was gently crackling a few meters away from the Havoc Marauder. Earlier that day, you made a stop on an isolated planet to get some supplies and land foot for the night. It was a quiet place, mostly villages and beautiful landscapes, covered in grass, moss, and flowers like you’d never seen before.

Echo asked you to wait inside, and it had been almost an hour, but now that you were standing here…

“Is it…Did you do that for me?”

“I’d dare say for us,” Echo smiled, “today is a special day for us, remember?”

Ho.

“You forgot, right?”

“Echo, I’m so sorry, I-”

“Don’t be! I kinda hoped you would, this way it could be a real surprise for you.”

You couldn’t quite tell what about him always got you flustered. Maybe the way he was fondly looking at you, or the softness in his voice when he whispered “Surprise!”, or how he left your side for a moment, bending over the blanket to grab a small package before giving it to you.

“I don’t have anything for you,” you quietly confessed.

“Take it.”

You accepted the gift, giving him another look of apology, but all you saw in his eyes was…something soft – soft and loving.

You carefully unwrapped the paper, exposing a Tooka plush, proudly wearing the colours of the Bad Batch.

“I thought it was more than time for you to have your own.” he said as he got closer to you, a smile glued to his face. “Do you like it?”

You barely nodded, too occupied trying to decipher your gift. The limbs were gracefully mixing a red and black pattern, and the symbol of the Republic’s paramedic had been carefully stitched in white, where the heart should be. You softly stroke it, the tip of your finger following the edges of the seam.

“I.. I love it,” you couldn’t help but smile at the attention. “I’ll call him Handsome Jr.”

“Whatever pleases you, love.”

You shifted you attention to Echo, the lovely grin on his face making your heart melt even more. You closed the gap between the two of you, wrapping your arms around his waist, just above his prosthetics. He held you against his chest, resting his chin on your head.

“I’ll get you something tomorrow, I’ll be up before the sun.”

“I already have everything I need, cyare.”

“Echo…,” you chuckled, “I don’t want you to get nothing. It’s an important date for us.”

“Well, if you insist…There is something you could do for me.”

“Anything, Handsome.”

He waited an instant, savouring your embrace.

“Would you dance with me? The way we did that night?”

You remembered that night. It was quite some time ago, before the Citadel. Echo invited you to the base you were both settled in for the night, on Corusant. His general gave his troopers a night off, and his first thought was to take you out on a date. You remembered the way Fives came up your office, panting, still fully armoured, and asked you to follow him. You didn’t know it at the time, but Echo and some of his brothers were taking care of decorating and preparing dinner.

You remembered the cantina being empty, except for a table with two plates and beautiful flowers in a glass way too small for them; and how every clone you had crossed path with in the hallway innocently smiled at you. They knew, obviously, but none of them made any comment, only wishing you a good night.

You remembered Echo, blacks on and slightly stylised for the occasion, offering his hand to you for a dance. And you repeated the answer you gave him that night.

“Of course, Handsome. I’d love that.”

He took a step back, looking at you intensely, falling in love all over again with the shape of your face, the light in your eyes, and the delicacy of your lips. He wanted to kiss them, so badly, but there was still something to do before that.

A static sound resonated behind you, and a voice emerged from it.

“Not that- The other one, Tech.” Echo threw a look at his brother, who was already changing the station, until he got the right one. He then barely let slip a “Pretend I don’t exist.” before disappearing inside the ship.

“Sounds familiar,” you joked, thinking about the way Fives did the same things all those years ago.

“Some things never change, right?”

You didn’t need to hear the end of the sentence; his eyes were speaking for him. He brought you closer, his prosthetic arm gently pressing your waist as his left hand held yours. The Citadel changed him, but deep down he was; and would always be, your Echo.

“You’re so beautiful, my pretty boy,” you said, stroking his cheek with your thumb. “Some things indeed never change.”

He chuckled and started moving his legs, inviting you to follow his lead. He never really had a chance to dance since he joined the Bad Batch, but tonight; tonight was all he needed. Holding you close, smelling your hair, delicately balancing you on your left, a step back, on your left, a step back…

“Your love made it worth waiting.”

You slowly raised your head until you could look at him. His eyes were shining, wet from the emotion, filled with adoration and fond memories of you both. You smiled, trying to swallow the knot forming in your throat. His hold on you was so gentle, his smile so sincere. You knew he was falling in love with you all over again. You knew, because you were too.

You let your hand slide to his neck, pushed yourself on your tiptoes until you could feel his warm breath tickling your face. He tightened his grip, pressing his lips against yours, abandoning himself in your arms, making you feel like nothing but you mattered.

His kiss was gentle, he took the time to taste you, for the first time, the hundredth, the thousandth; it didn’t matter. Even after all these years, he couldn’t get used to the softness of your lips, the warmth of your tongue, the dizziness in his head and the knots in his stomach when you were confessing, wordlessly, your love for him.

Nothing broke you apart. The sun could go down, the song could stop, but none of it mattered, because all you truly needed was each other.

“Waiting for someone like you.” you finally replied.

“Waiting for you, and only you.”

You kissed him again, taking great delight in the sensation of your pounding heart, of his tongue against yours, of his hand letting go of yours to slim on your waist, down to you hip, finding his way to the back of your pant.

He was all you ever needed.

Hunter: Ain’t No Mountain High Enough – Marvin Gaye (989 words)

“Everyone, out, let’s go.”

Hunter waved his hand toward the door, a tired, maybe a bit painful expression glued to his face. Hi brothers obeyed, knowing what it meant, and left the room in silence. You tried to copy them, because you knew Hunter was getting overwhelmed by his senses; it happened sometimes, and you knew you couldn’t sooth his pain by remaining with him. But he firmly pressed his hand against your chest.

“Not you.”

Echo closed the door behind the two of you, giving you a sympathetic look before disappearing behind the grey metal sliding. Hunter tilted his head back until it touched the cold wall behind him, letting a long sigh slip from between his lips.

“Could you turn off the light, please?” he barely whispered to you, eyes closed.

You nodded, even though he couldn’t say, and switched the light off. All that remained was the small, dim blue light above your head. Tech had it installed after a bad power cut that lasted three days. Hunted asked for the blue shade, because it was the one which was the less aggressive to his eyes. You liked it, because it nicely highlighted his features, blending his tattoo a bit more with his skin, making the marking look almost natural.

You could hear him, deeply inhaling, slowly exhaling; probably trying to sooth the pain away. After a moment, he opened his hand to you, and you gently took it, slightly stroking the skin on his palm with the tip of your thumb.

“Love you.”

You softly kissed his knuckles.

“Missed you, too.”

His voice was barely breaking the silence of the room, but you still heard him relaxing a bit more.

“Can you hug me, sweetheart?”

He couldn’t bring himself to open his eyes, even if he truly wanted to. He managed to cut off sound and light, because he wanted to focus on your touch, and your touch only. And it felt great when your arms delicately wrapped him, when your body pressed against his, holding still as you listened to his heartbeat.

“Is it okay like this?” you asked, and he nodded, a light smile on his face. “I love you too.”

He straightened up his head, blindly stroking your back, his hand getting lower and lower…

“I see what this was all about.” And the smile in your voice betrayed you, and the chuckle he let out showed you he felt a bit better.

“I just wanted some time with you, sweet thing” Hunter stated, innocent.

“Well, here I am now, pretty boy.”

He finally opened his eyes, taking a few seconds to get used to the lighting, but immediately shifting his attention to you, your face. You were another kind of beautiful; the kind he could hold against him at night when he had troubles sleeping; the kind that could sit on his lap, telling him all about your day while he stroked your hair; the kind of beautiful that he never knew he could have.

He gave you a soft kiss, humming your scent as his lips brushed yours, and you tried as hard as you could not to make it too much for him. But how could you, when he tightened his embrace, humming to you that song you liked so much, when you could feel his warm breath against the crook of your neck, and his low, slightly raspy whispering in your ear.

“From that day on, I made a vow…” a kiss on your skin, “I’ll be there when you want me…” another kiss, gentle, loving.

He pushed himself away from the wall, his head buried against you, singing to you the way you liked it, and it came naturally to you both. He balanced you one side, you came back and led him to the other side, and you kept going like this, following the low rhythm of his voice, barely giggling when he would – more or less in a dramatic and theatrical movement – bend you over like in those holomovies, pressing kisses against your neck, your jawline, crawling his way back to your mouth.

That mouth. Hunter missed it so much, the way you moved it, the softness of your lips, the warmth of your tongue, and the tight embrace as you tried to remember each curve, each spot; barely biting his lip to let you know you were here, you missed him too.

And you couldn’t help but fall in love again when he kept humming against you, when he led your hands to his lower back, a grin painting itself as they slid down the back of his pants.

“I love your heart,” he told you, lips on your skin, “the way it beats. I hear it pumping faster when I hold you, and- maker, I love it.”

He abandoned your neck for a moment, diving into your eyes like it was the first time ever, hypnotised by the blue reflection on your iris.

“I love you, the way you feel under my fingers,” he touched your face with the tip of his thumb, “the way your brush your hair over your shoulder, how you always come back to me when the lights are out and the night is still; I love you and your smile,” you granted him one, tender and oh so caring, “and your eyes, and your mouth. I love how you move your hips when you dance with me, how you crave for closeness, and how I can’t do anything but offer it to you every time, all the time.”

And you knew words couldn’t possibly offer a good answer, so you simply hummed back.

“Nothing could keep me from getting to you, baby.”

He let out a sweet laugh, kissing your nose and the top of your head, seeking for your embrace once again as you led him dancing.

“I know, sweetheart.”

And I love you for that, too.

Tech: My Guy (Single Version) Mary Wells (1078 words)

You didn’t expected Tech to ask you out tonight. He was usually quite content living around the Marauder, but when you walked next to that clothing shop, something ticked in him. He dragged you in, told you all about the different tissues, how the colours were applied, how the stitches on this dress were obviously done by Twi’leks because you see that little knot? This is a signature from the crafters, more precisely from the members of a tribe that moved around…

You loved hearing him talking. Sometimes you would ask him a question, fully aware of the answer, simply because you were eager to hear it coming from him. And every time, without any hesitation, he would answer with as much precision as possible. He probably didn’t know it, but it was one of the reason you fell for him.

“What about this one, cyar’ika?”

“This one would fit you perfectly.” he had held the dress against your body, bending his back to get a better look at it. “The colour matches your skin tone and the shape would really highlight the curves of your hips.”

“Then I’ll take this one.” You had nodded with a smile.

And now, a few hours later, you were wearing said dress while walking to the counter of the restaurant to order another drink. As the bartender was pouring a blue liquid in a fancy glass, a man smoothly accosted you.

“Were you sculpted out of Kyber crystal? Because you sure bring some light in here.”

“Thanks, but it’s mostly because my cyare chose that dress for me,” you confessed.

“Well, he sure have good tastes,” he took a step back and pursued, “may I ask which one of these…?”

He threw a look at the tables around, and you pointed to the one where Tech was visibly waiting for you, waving when he noticed you looking at him.

“Is it…Is it him?”

“It is indeed,” you fondly smiled.

“Well, at least he got some taste in dresses and women,” he conceded, visibly surprised by his “intellectual” look. But you couldn’t care less, because he didn’t had Wrecker’s body, or Hunter’s features; but he had soft shapes and sweet lips, he knew everything there was to know, and even more, because he loved learning almost as much as he loved you.

You grabbed your drinks and started walking away, only turning around to slide a little “Glad you recognise it” before returning to your table. When you pushed his glass in front of him, Tech gently grasped your hand.

“Thank you for the drink,” he glanced at your body, a little something lightening his eyes, “and for buying that dress. You really are the prettiest.”

“I couldn’t be that pretty if I didn’t have you to tell me all about cloths, you know.”

“Love, you could wear sheets and you’d still be the most beautiful person I’d ever seen.”

You slightly bent over, bringing his hand close to your lips, kissing his knuckles as a thank you. There was a brief silence, Tech analysing every inch of your face, so focused on the curves of your lips and the shape of your eyes that he stopped talking.

And you heard it. The soft music playing in a corner of the room. When you looked behind Tech, you noticed a jukebox, and a few people dancing. You got up, pulling on Tech’s arm to drag him with you to that part of the room. He tried to protest, but the way you moved in that dress, how it fell oh so delicately on your knees… He couldn’t resist.

He grabbed your waist, offering you a soft kiss on the cheek as you started swinging in rhythm, left, right, left, right, and a turn. In a second, you were barely touching his hand, and then you were pulled against him, spinning round until you crushed in his arms.

He chuckled, bewitched by your smile, your movements, and you could tell he only had eyes for you. Truth be told, he was all you could focus on too. Nothing could take your attention off your guy, because nothing could equal his lovely smile or the soft kisses he landed on your lips every time he pulled you against him before letting you spin away in rhythm.

“Cyar’ika, tell me all about dance.” You asked, panting a bit.

“Well, you have to be more precise, because there are a lot of dances out there,” he laughed, and you felt your heart melting at the warmth of his voice.

“Then tell me about all of them. Tell me about this one,” and you wrapped your arms around his neck, breathing slowly to calm your racing heart.

“This one would be a form of slow dancing, quite far from the twists and swings you did earlier,” he confessed in your ear, making you shiver. “but initially it was a- well, it depends of the planet actually, but it was originally a ritual to make official a relationship between different people.”

“So if you danced with someone, it meant you had a certain relationship with them?”

He firmly grabbed your waist, lifting you for a few seconds as he turned round.

“Exactly, it meant you shared a profound bond with them, that you were able to get comfortable with them being very close to you…”, he let you spin away from him, “or very far.”

You proudly smiled at him, letting go of his hand and taking a step back. He understood what you intended to do and grounded himself, catching you up without any problem as you run into his arms.

“Well,” you muttered in the crook of his neck, “I don’t want to be far from you, smart boy.”

“And I don’t want you away from me, pretty girl.”

You lifted your head to look at his eyes, filled with love and appreciation. The music stopped as you filled the gap between the two of you, kissing him with the same energy you had dancing. You could feel him smiling against your lips, carrying you like you weighted nothing until you let go, sliding back onto your feet.

You kissed him once again, a gentler contact, taking your time to memorize the shape of his mouth, the soft touch of his hands on your hips, the smooth tone he used to tell you how fitting this dress was.

Yeah, nothing could compare to your guy, your Tech.

Wrecker: You Aksed Me To Be Yours – The Tymes (972 words)

You knew the mission was rough when Wrecker struggled to give you a full smile as you entered the cockpit. He was sitting there, all alone, and your heart got tight when you heard his low “hi, mesh’la”.

“You want to talk about it?”

He refused with a shake of his head, visibly upset.

“Do you want me to leave you alone?”

“No, I want you to stay. I- I need company.”

You quietly nodded, offering your hand to him, which he held close to his heart. You kissed the top of his head, softly rubbing his check with your free hand. He closed his eyes for a moment, letting himself rest on the embrace, taking a long, deep breath.

“I’ve missed you,” he whispered, “t’was a long day without you.”

“I’m here now.”

The remark made him smile a bit, as he realised that you were indeed here with him. He pulled you closer to him to hug you, straightening in his seat so you wouldn’t have to bend too much to snuggle in his arms.

“You smell good. You always smell good, it’s amazing.”

You slightly blushed, letting out an amused sigh. Even when things went wrong, he always found something positive to comment on. People usually looked at him as the “big dummy”, but you knew how sensitive and emotionally invested he really was, under all the muscles and loud exclamations.

“Do you think we could, like…get up for a bit?” he asked, hesitant.

“Sure, everything’s fine?” You let go of his grip and helped him get up. He wrapped his arms around you, resting his forehead on your shoulder.

“Yeah, t’s’all fine,” he murmured, “I just wanted us to stand.”

You rubbed his back, slow movements tracing imaginary lines and shapes against his blacks. He let out a sigh, tired yet satisfied. You felt the upper part of his body move; slightly at first, rocking from one side to the other. When he felt you following his lead, and with the absence of any question or remarks, he marked a more regular pace in his balancing.

You started humming, lips barely touching the skin on his neck, your warm breath tickling him until a light shiver shook his back. You left kisses, here and there, still humming the song you heard on the radio earlier that day. It was a beautiful ballad, something sweet about love and closeness. You found parts of Wrecker in the lyrics, and knew you’d have to sing it to him.

It wasn’t the first time Wrecker did something like that. Usually he would do it before going to bed, or after a long time away from you. He would grip you tight, whispering soft words to your ear, telling you how much he missed you, how pretty you were, how lucky he felt to have you in his life. But this time, you wanted to make that first move.

“I see that love is there, so real and so true…”

You felt his fingers tighten, then relax. The rocking slowly turned into a dance, moving step by step, never following a precise direction. Your voice was a balm to him, healing the wounds no one could see, covering his heart with warmth and love.

He slightly let go of you, just enough to dive into your eyes, scrutinizing the details in your iris, the way light reflected on them, adding to the sparkle they usually carried. You could see how his attention shifted from your eyes to your lips, then your eyes again, and the delicacy in his silent ask. You gave him your most heartfelt smile, and he leaned toward you, kissing you in a tender, desperate way, as if something or someone would come in at any moment and rip you both away from each other.

You let his tongue meet yours, dancing the way your bodies were. His hands left your waist, raising to cup your face and pulls you even closer to him. You held his wrists, preventing him from pulling away, savouring the taste of love coming out of his mouth.

He only broke the kiss when he truly needed to breathe, deeply inhaling and exhaling. You couldn’t stop a chuckle, to which he grinned.

“I know, I know…”

“How do you expect to kiss me if you faint?”

“I don’t know!” he laughed, his nose wrinkling in such a lovely way. You could read through him like an open book, and now you just knew he was contemplating how beautiful, and soft, and delicate you were. “I don’t know, I just want you. I want to hold you, and kiss you, and dance with you all night.”

You pecked his scarred cheek, nodded in approval.

“Then let’s dance all night, and hold onto each other, and kiss you breathless.”

He relaxed the tension in his shoulders, visibly happier than when you arrived.

“Can you sing that song again? I really liked it.”

His eyes gleamed with happiness when you took back where you stopped. You couldn’t tell if you got all the lyrics right, but it didn’t matter to Wrecker. You were here, ready to spend the whole night on your feet just to make him feel better, and it was already working so well. But he never told you so, too content to hug you and kiss you and feel you.

And you, of course you knew. But you played along, because you loved him so dearly, so profoundly that you could spend every night in this cockpit, humming and swinging with him, as long as you could feel his breath on your neck, his hands stroking your hair and your back, his lips pressing against your skin, where he knew he could get a shiver from you.

“Thank you, cyar’ika.”

“Anything for you, ner Wrecker.”

Anything for you.

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I hope you guys enjoyed it; it's really not the angsty stuff I was supposed to work on (that I will do now) but I guess I just had a soft spot for the boys tonight and the songs I listened to didn't help getting over this idea!

#the bad batch fic #tbb fic #crosshair x reader #echo x reader #hunter x reader #tech x reader #wrecker x reader #the bad batch x reader #the bad batch #soft batch #soft tbb #sw writing #mesa writes #the bad batch writing #Soft Hour for the Boys

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blu-joons · 4 years ago

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DATING SEVENTEEN A⇴Z HEADCANON ⇴ Joshua Hong

A ⇴ AFFECTION

The closeness and connection that comes with affection is something that Joshua values the most. Building the physical connection with you is crucial to him, any time that he can hold you, he’ll take it in a heartbeat.

B ⇴ BEFORE DATING

It took a little while for Joshua to build up the courage to say hello when he spotted you in the restaurant. Your eyes had been on the noisy table for most of the night, unaware of his eyes on you. Several of the boys had picked up on him staring across at you, eventually pushing him to head over to you and introduce himself.

C ⇴ CONFESSION

He wasn’t someone who tended to act quickly, Joshua took his time in getting to know you before he decided to confess to you. Joshua ended up confessing to you one evening when you stayed with him late at work. It was a small gesture, but you were clueless to just how much it meant to him. It was the final piece of the puzzle that was his heart in knowing that you were the one that he wanted to be able to call his.

D ⇴ DATES

Pretty much all of your dates ended up involving foodie, Joshua loved to take you out to dinner, or even try and cook something just the two of you. He definitely considers himself as one of the better cooks in the group and enjoys showing off to you just how talented he is. Dates at the dorm are definitely his favourite, and he loves to sit down and enjoy a meal with a movie too. Horror is usually his choosing, which is definitely not something that you approve of, but he’ll make you watch them anyway.

E ⇴ EXPERIENCE

He was well aware he’d been painted as the gentleman before he even started dating, and he didn’t want to disappoint when he eventually began dating you. He didn’t want to ever disappoint you or be something that wasn’t expected. He was always making a conscious effort to hold the door for you or push you into your seat because the boys had hyped him up so much around you as the gentleman. No matter how many times you assured him he didn’t have to be that guy all the time, he still wanted to.

F ⇴ FIGHTING

His deal of being the gentleman translated into arguments too. No matter how angry you got over anything, Joshua would never raise his voice or insult you. Sure, there were times when he felt wronged or that you weren’t listening to him, but rather than get loud too, he’d just calmly explain to you how he was feeling. Fights were often overwhelming for you, and so he’d always be there to give you a hug and calm you down when you got yourself worked up, no matter just how frustrated he might have been in that moment. Regardless, Joshua always makes sure that he’s putting you first.

G ⇴ GETTING TO KNOW HIS FAMILY

It didn’t take long for his mum to arrive, desperate to meet you. Being an only child, his family wanted to make sure that he found someone that made him happy, and thankfully, he had. His mum especially visited a lot more often than before when you came into his life, she absolutely adored the two of you together.

H ⇴ HOME

After a couple of months, Joshua definitely began to explore moving out of the dorm. He wanted to be able to give you a space for the two of you, even if you assured him that you were happy being at the dorm, he always worried that you just said it. He knew he couldn’t live at the dorm forever too, especially when he had the chance to live with you.

I ⇴ “I LOVE YOU”

Joshua was the first to say, ‘I love you,’ at the end of one of your dates. He made sure to walk you all the way to your door, but just as you turned around to say goodbye, he came out with those three little words instead. You were definitely taken aback to begin with, but soon invited him into your home, not wanting to leave your date just yet.

J ⇴ JEALOUSY

Being jealous wasn’t something that tended to happen too much with Joshua. He didn’t have too much of a problem if you were around another guy or one of the members, as long as you were smiling, then he didn’t feel like he had anything to worry about. However, the moment that he began to notice your smile drop, a streak of jealousy and anger would hit him, and he’d make his way over just to see how you were. If he needed to be, he was very protective of you, and never let anyone hurt you or upset you.

K ⇴ KIDS

Joshua often told you how he wanted to have children in the future, as it was down to him to be the one to give his parents grandchildren. Whether it was Korea or America, Joshua was keen to build a strong family foundation with you and become a dad one day. He told you frequently how he saw enlistment as a target, as with many of his members not around, he had a lot more time to focus on you instead.

L ⇴ LAUGHTER

One of the things he loved to do the most was making other people laugh, he was a bright personality whose presence would often leave others around him smiling too. He doesn’t mind too much of how big a fool he makes himself as long as it’s making the others around him happy. You’d heard rumours from the start of your relationship about his signature dancing, and the first time you saw it, definitely didn’t disappoint you. Whenever you had a down day, he’d happily dance in front of you as he knew that it was one of the best things to put a smile on your face, not stopping until you were smiling once again.

M ⇴ MISSING

The fans could be forgiven for thinking that Joshua coped just fine without you when he was on the road, but those that he was close to, just like his members, knew exactly how hard he found it being away from you. At group dinners or rehearsals, they’d often pick up when his mood was a little lower, he wouldn’t laugh at a joke or ignore someone calling out his name. Whenever he spoke to you too, he often would try and put on an act to try and convince you that he was doing just fine. But like the boys, you knew Joshua very well, and could always tell when he was missing you on the road.

N ⇴ NICKNAMES

Joshua would often use English nicknames for you, which many of his members wouldn’t understand. ‘Sweetheart,’ or, ‘darling,’ would be the two that would come up the most, which you loved to hear come from him.

O ⇴ OBSESSION

He was obsessed with your hands, he loved to be able to hold his much bigger ones in yours and tease you for the size difference between the two of them.

P ⇴ PDA

Protective affection was something that Joshua was big on, the fans would often comment on how they always saw him keeping you safe whenever you were out together. He loved that his caring side was recognised by so many of the fans in forums or cafes when they saw the two of you out exploring with each other.

Q ⇴ QUESTIONS

He worried a lot, and so would often ask you if you were doing alright. Even if he’d asked you just a few moments ago, he’d soon be asking you again. You could only ever roll your eyes and laugh at just how big of a worrier he was.

R ⇴ RANDOM FACTS

You know that Joshua never expects anything from you, if he needs a favour or help, he’ll never ask anyone. So, you often like to create special occasions for the two of you to remind him that you’re there. He’ll often come home to dinner prepared, but despite telling you that he never expects you to do any of this for him, you’ll always remind him that you’re just caring for him, and that nothing ever has to be expected.

S ⇴ SEX

He’s very much a soft dom in the bedroom, he likes to be the one that does all the hard work and takes the lead, but he’s a romantic, and his lead is filled with a lot of affection. The most important thing to Joshua is always that you’re comfortable and happy, your needs come before his 100% of the time, if you even so much as try and forget about what you want, he’ll refuse to accept anything from you.

T ⇴ TEXTS

If he misses the chance to see you in the day, he’ll always text you and see how you are. He’ll often text you with favours too, asking if you need a lift home or if you took lunch into work with you, or if you need him to do it for you.

U ⇴ UNIVERSE

Joshua often wondered how love would change his life, but he never imagined that it would have the impact that it did. He loved being able to treat you like you deserved, and only ever helped to be perfect for you.

V ⇴ VACATION

Whenever he had the chance to go away with you, he’d make sure that it was special. If he heard you mention a place that you loved, he’d make sure to book a trip there as soon as possible. You’d often argue for a trip to America, but he tended to refuse and would choose to take you somewhere that you wanted to go as a thank you for all your support.

W ⇴ WHINING

Joshua didn’t tend to whine a lot, he would be patient for your attention, and would wait only for when you had the time for him.

X ⇴ XXXXX

You received a lot of kisses from Joshua, he couldn’t help himself whenever you were before him just to reach forwards and grab onto you. Any part of exposed skin that he could find would often have his lips pressed against it. For any occasion, as far as Joshua is concerned, a kiss will do the trick, if you’re happy, they make you happier, and if you’re sad, then they’ll definitely help to make you happier again too.

Y ⇴ YOU

You were his best friend, the one that he always wanted to keep protected.

Z ⇴ ZZZ

At night, Joshua loved to sleep with you as close to him as possible. He’d hold you incredibly tightly, usually to a point where you had to tell him to loosen off a bit, but he couldn’t help but keep you nice and warm as you slept.

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babymetaldoll · 4 years ago

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The morning after (Spilling drinks on my settee part 2) Spencer Reid/Reader

Requested: Yes! it’s my first request! thank you, anon!!

Prompt: Hungover Spencer has to face Reader after she caught him drunk, puking outside her house. He also has to face Morgan’s teasing after he confessed he was in love with Reader.

Pairing: Spencer/Reader

Warnings: none

Category: Fluff

Word count: 1,9K

Part one here

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If it had been up to Spencer, he would have never left his bed that day. As soon as he opened his eyes, the headache that hit him made him realize that was going to be a long day. A long and shitty day.

He sat on his bed slowly ‘cos the whole room was spinning. He was still fully dressed, why? There was puke on his shoes and pants… and a Gatorade on his nightstand? He was confused, he didn’t leave that there, right? no… maybe? he didn’t really remember. Why was he still dressed? he didn’t remember. How did he get home? he didn’t remember

- “Shit!”

Until he did.

There was a flash of embarrassment, guilt, and nausea on his face, suddenly it was all coming back.

- “Shit!”

That was the only word Spencer could use. He had gotten drunk, confessed to Morgan he was in love with (Y/N), he had actually tried to…

- “Shit!”

Maybe alcohol had managed to unplug a part of Reid’s brain, ‘cos apparently, “shit” was the only thing he was able to pronounce, at least for a few minutes.

All the embarrassing memories of the night before kept coming back to his mind, they were fragments of someone else’s life he was watching from outside. It was all too humiliating. (Y/N) saw him puking outside her house. He was outside her house ‘cos he wanted to know why she had been out on a date with a guy from a dating website. He had told Morgan he loved her, and nearly cried.

Spencer Walter Reid was doomed, and he knew it. It was going to take a lot of courage, patience, and Gatorade to go through that day.

His cellphone kept buzzing, but once he realized it wasn’t a case, but (Y/N) and Morgan trying to reach him, he ignored it the whole subway ride to work. He couldn’t even read, his brain wasn’t working, he couldn’t concentrate at all. He just wanted to disappear forever. What had he done? how could he ever face (Y/N) after what happened? And what if Morgan had already told everyone what happened? of course he had, Reid thought, and his red cheeks were now purple.

Humiliation was written across his face and his stomach tightened as he set foot into the bullpen. He took a quick look around and sighed relieved. Apparently, there was no one else there yet, the whole place seemed empty, although there was a fresh cup of coffee with extra sugar on his desk, a grilled cheese sandwich, and a chocolate frosted donut with sprinkles.

That could only mean one thing.

- “Hey, how are you feeling this morning?”- Spencer froze in panic and turned around very, very slowly. His heart was beating so fast, he was sure (Y/N) could listen to it. She was waving at him with a shy smile on her face. She didn’t look mad, or uncomfortable. She looked… worried.

- “H… he… hey, (Y/N)-” he stuttered and waved. He knew he had to say something- anything- but nothing seemed to come to mind. He was literally speechless.

- “How are you feeling?”

- “G… g… good, I’m good, I’m ok”- Spencer wanted to slap himself. He was humiliated already, but his behavior wasn’t making it any better. He had to put his shit together somehow.

- “I’m glad”- she sighed relieved, rubbing his arm sweetly, and her touch made him shiver right away. He tried to smile at her, but he was left speechless again. It was a painful scene to see.

- “I was worried sick, you didn’t pick up your phone earlier”- Reid just nodded and looked down.

- “I got you the best recipe to cure your hangover, coffee of course, and I filled half the cup with sugar, just the way you like it”- the way (Y/N) stuck out her tongue and giggled, hypnotized him.

- “I made you a grilled cheese sandwich, I don't know how many times you've woken up feeling like shit after a party, but I'm pretty sure I’ve got a lot more experience than you, and greasy food always helps me coming back to life.”

Spencer nodded, trying to follow the conversation, but his brain was still malfunctioning and his head was pounding sharp and heavy.

- “And your favorite donut 'cos you need extra sugar”

- “Thanks”- his voice was a sweet whisper. (Y/N) looked at him worried and rubbed a hand on his arm gently again.

- “Are you gonna tell me what the fuck happened last night?”- the painful grimace on Spencer's face was enough.

- “I'm just worried something bad happened to you “

- “No, no, no”- he shook his head frenetically and regretted the movement immediately. His head was killing him- “I just couldn't handle my drinks, that's all.”

- “Are you sure?”- lying to profilers could be the hardest thing on earth.

- “Yeah, yeah”

- “Good, I was worried you were going to call in sick…”- there was a short silence between them, they just stared at each other and sighed.

(Y/N) couldn’t stop thinking he had called her “Buttercup” and didn’t know how to ask him to do it again, and again, every day. And Reid had no idea what to do next. So he just said the first thing that came to mind.

- “Did you know hangovers are estimated to cost $148 billion each year due to hangover individuals calling in sick to work or performing poorly on the job.”

- “Pretty boy!!”

Derek’s voice walking over them made Spencer’s heart stop in fear, he just waved at his friend with his less expressive smile - the one (Y/N) called “frog face”- and just prayed to whatever god that might exist, that Morgan wouldn’t embarrass him more than he was already.

- “How are you feeling today, kid?”

- “I’m ok, thanks”

- “You are lucky there’s no case, yet”- Dr. Reid nodded and looked around, trying to find a way to run away from Morgan and (Y/N).

- “Nice breakfast”

- “I thought he was going to need extra energy today”- the young woman smiled proudly- “And when are you going to explain to me what happened last night? why did you let him get that drunk?”

Morgan knew (Y/N) was going to be mad at him, so he just looked at Spencer and waited to see if he had made up any lie already

- “I… I told you, I just couldn’t keep up with Derek”

- “Yeah”- his friend immediately supported his lie. Which wasn’t a complete lie- “I pushed Reid to drink at my pace, and I guess pretty boy ain’t ready to drink like a man.”

On a regular day, Spencer would have hated that last comment, ‘cos he was sick and tired of his friend treating him like a toddler. But under those circumstances, he just nodded and tried to stay calm.

- “And why were you outside my house?”

- “We were looking for a cab, started walking… and Reid remembered you live close to the bar”- Spencer’s eyes opened wide at those words- “And he wanted to stop by.”

- “No I didn’t”- Reid knew he would lose in a fight with Derek, but he was willing to give it a try and punch him if that successfully stopped him from talking.

- “Kid, you were drunk, you don’t remember, but you wanted to stop by and see (Y/N)”- the girl looked at Reid and bit her lips

- “Is that so? you got drunk and started thinking of me?”

Spencer couldn’t speak. He felt his hands shaking, so he hid them in his pockets and tried to come up with anything, literally anything to say. But he had nothing.

- “Yes, pretty boy wanted to see you…”- Morgan just smiled, tapped on Spencer’s back, and walked away chuckling. He knew Reid needed a push to open up to (Y/N). Maybe this was what he needed.

- “Why did you think of me?”- (Y/N) was now intrigued and excited. Drunk Reid was a whole new side of her friend, and the fact he had dragged Derek to her house when he was intoxicated gave her a little hope. Maybe he liked her too, the way she was head over feet for him.

- “I…”- Spencer was chocking with words, he turned around, grabbed the coffee, and took a sip of it.

- “You?”

- “I don’t remember”- disappointment was written all over (Y/N)’s face. They just stared. Spencer drank his coffee and the girl simply sighed.

- “I see”- he could read there was something there, but he didn’t want to get his hopes high. He was sure (Y/N) could never feel the same way he did. Right?

- “Can I ask you something?”- he whispered- “Why didn’t you tell me about the dating website?”

Now (Y/N) was embarrassed. She couldn’t take her eyes from her friend’s as she kept thinking about what to say. How to lie?

- “It wasn’t important, Prentiss forced me, I didn’t want to do it”- she simply confessed and smiled- “Why?”

- “I don’t know, it was weird, I thought… well…”

- “You know I tell you everything important”- (Y/N) wanted to make sure Spencer understood that the date had meant nothing.

- “And… are you planning to do it again?”

- “Never”- the smile on her lips was so honest, Spencer’s heart was relieved- “So, tomorrow’s Saturday, got any plan?”- those words, they were music for his ears.

- “Actually, there is a Russian horror movie festival tomorrow night, they’ll be showing Solaris, Viy, and Lyumi”

- “Original Russian, I presume”

- “But this time I’m pretty sure there will be subtitles”- (Y/N) pouted disappointed.

- “Bummer, I like when you have to translate the whole movie for me”- and she meant it, having Reid whispering every word in her ear for two hours was the closest she had been to heaven in her entire life. The young doctor chuckled with a huge grin and turned to his desk again.

- “Usually, translation doesn’t represent the intention behind the dialog…”- Reid was full of it and he knew it, but he had nothing to lose and lot to win- “So if you want, I can still whisper the English version for you”.

Those last words left his lips as quickly as possible, ‘cos he was embarrassed.

- “Then it’s a date”- her smile was bigger than imagined when she turned around and started walking to her desk.

Was it a date? why did she say that? Reid tried to stay cool and not overthink everything, but it was Reid, which meant it was hard, nearly impossible. Overthinking was his thing.

He wanted to go out on a date with (Y/N), but… was that actually a date? what if he brought flowers for her and she didn’t mean “date” as a date but just as two friends going out together? that would be mortifying.

(Y/N) didn’t know if Spencer had thought she wanted it to be a real date. She did, she just didn’t know if she was asking or if he had or…

Yes, they were both excellent overthinkers.

- “Hey, honey”- if she was already embarrassed and anxious about using the word “date”, she could always make it worst.

Spencer turned to look at her he took a bite of his sandwich.

- “It was really sweet last night when you called me Buttercup”- Reid nearly choked. He had completely forgotten about it, and suddenly he felt the urge to run and hide. But he couldn’t even move. He couldn’t even swallow the food he was chewing

- “You had never called me by a nickname before…”- she bit her lips and took a deep breath- “I loved it… in case you want to use it again.”

Spencer nodded and watched his best friend walk away to get herself a coffee. He could feel someone else’s eyes on him from across the office. Morgan winked at him and nodded.

- “Nice, kid”

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sempiternox · 2 years ago

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Sundered - Eschatonian Transcript Part 2

Welcome back, children of the Eschaton! Here’s part 2 of my Eschatonian transcript. Hope you enjoy! :-)

PART 1 PART 3 BONUS

If you’re new or need a refresher on Eschatonian pronunciation / how these transcripts work, you’ll find all relevant info below, but if you’re already familiar with that, you can skip straight to the transcript.

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The structure of these transcripts is as follows:

Eschatonian line* Literal translation* In-game subtitles* * = additional notes

Words I couldn’t make out or translate are marked as (?). Whenever I was unsure if I translated/transcribed/spelled a word correctly, I marked it as [word?].

Quick and dirty pronunciation guide

A = as in “father” or “umbrella”, depending on the length E = as in “yes” (sometimes it’s also pronounced like the first e in the German word “Leben”) I = as in “is” or like the “ee” in “see”, depending on the length O = as in “lock” U = like the “oo” in “book” or “tool”, depending on the length Ä = like the “a” in “that” Ö = as in the German word “böse” Ü = as in the German word “Glück” or “Lüge”, depending on the length (sometimes it’s also pronounced as a semivowel) AH = as in “Ah crap!” AR = like the “a” in “father”. Sometimes TST rolls the R. AU = like the “ou” in “loud” EI = like the English letter “I” EU = like the “oy” in “boy” ER = can either be pronounced as in the German word “besser” or like the word “air” (non-rhotic). Sometimes TST rolls the R. That little disco crystal really loves rolling their Rs! IE = like the “ee” in “see”. The only exception is the word “θieθ” (=taken), in which th “ie” is pronounced like the “ye” in “yes”. IER = like the word “ear” (non-rhotic) C = like the “ch” in the German word “Licht” G = always hard, as in “gravity” R = can either be rolled or pronounced like the German / European French R W = like the “v” in “very” X = like the “ch” in “Loch Ness” θ = “th” NG = as in “strong” SCH = like the “sh” in “shiver” SP = as in “speed” ST = “sht”, as in the German word “Stein” (TST pronounces it as in “stone” at a few points, for example when they use the word “kelenstax”=“place”) ° = click consonant, but I don’t know which one T_T ^ = glottal stop ‘ = indicates an elision or contraction. I also used apostrophes to divide some vowel clusters into seperate syllables for better readability (Example: I spelled the Eschatonian word for “Valkyrie” as “we’eilic” [=vay-eye-liç]) or to match the spelling in the vocab list (Example: the word for “home” is spelled “m’xat”) B, D, F, H, K, L, M, N, P, S, T, V and Z are pronounced as they would be in English. NOTE: since I had a hard time distinguishing the Eschatonian “er” and short “a” at the end of certain words, I spelled the respective verbs and adjectives with -a (e.g. kliezekta (= good) or beita (= work)) and (pro)nouns with -er (e.g.stüleuker (= human) or mekrer (=my)).

DISCLAIMER: I’M NOT A LINGUIST AND THE DISTORTION IN TST’S VOICE MAKES IT HARD TO MAKE OUT CERTAIN WORDS/PHONEMES SOMETIMES, SO THERE WILL BE SOME TRANSCRIPTION MISTAKES HERE AND THERE.

With that out of the way, let’s get into part 2 of the Eschatonian transcript!

Region 2 Lore Room 1

Ling Krurhal Milarh [alariweθ?] once Krurhal Milarx deceived Once Krurhal Milarh (was) deceived,

het atasch [kitagle?] keseθ schwüek. this holy city was defiled The Holy City was defiled.

Xa-atasch robskeit i xa-xeresch tascheθ nuex schrei mit xeile. no-holy technology and no-believers made us shiver with rage Unholy technology and non-believers made us shiver with rage.

Taks easketli elveklaueθ. But Eschaton held on But the Eschaton held on.

Propulsion Engine

θa, het schra [kaski?] θei auschwax. well, this will probably be useful Well, that will probably be useful.

Kwarte xe üexliau auge wie stark en tax het op üexliau karüfiθ het mit eifster starlikt! wait to you see how strong i make it if you corrupt it with Elder Shard Wait until you see how strong I could make it if you corrupt it with an Elder Shard!

Llaeyea Fight

Het kes krantz xe meot Llaeyea, taks üexliau kan xa metex eneschli liew. This is honor to meet Llaeyea, but you can not share my thought/opinion It’s an honor to meet Llaeyea, although you might not share my opinion.

Eshe, üeschliau schra hel krassater. Eshe, you will[/become?] true warrior You’re becoming quite the warrior, Eshe.

Region 2 Lore Room 2

Nik we’eilic kliemxeθ [le?], [meθewik?] eisch xere li kank. One Valkyrie came in, avoid(ing) (?) heart of battle A single valkyrie snuck through, avoiding the heart of battle.

Ta keseθ miek, xa... tierakau... i ta tascheθ tüktelaux mekef. It/He was man, no, creature/beast, and it/he made stupid[/hideous?] crime* He was a fiend, and he committed a hideous crime.* * = according to the txt. file, the subtitle for this line used to be “He was a man, no, a beast, and he committed a hideous crime.”

Fra miekü i miekleau kes blei enrü, ta pfeistekeθ mauer rek. [where?] women and children are stay safe, it/he painted wall(s) red Where women and children were kept safe, he painted the walls red.

Phaztu Fight

[Riecli’epfe?] kes le autü... Smell [of faith?] is in air The smell of faith is in the air...

[Warat?] um meot ‘el scheref. [Pepare?] for meet true [believer?] Prepare to meet a true believer.

Sütmut lipfe xa kan enrüex üex. sometimes faith not can save you Sometimes even faith can’t save you.

Strength Amplifier

Xa wiesch, taks robt [li?] we’eilic ist stüleuker No(t) bad, but machine of Valkyrie(s) is human Not bad, but Valkyrie technology is human.

Üexliau schra nexekt mlex ek um enrüesch ü le sensch ferkelenstax.* You will need more that for save you from here place You will need more than that to save you from this place. * = I’d really like to know how many takes this line took... talk about Eschatonian tongue twisters!

Itachi and Bologna Itacha and Bhaloli Fight

Atischü keθ [hetel ksea?] elveklau [para?] θürgast. Priestess(es) were [something to?] hold on / behold [before fall?] The priestesses were something to behold before the fall.

En kes liews ta x’lorteθ teir gliükt. I is/am know it not lost their touch I’m sure they haven’t lost their touch.

En saxen en kes trau xe ‘ke tau ‘ner. I admit I is/am sad to see [them?] go I admit I’m sad to see them go.

Region 2 Lore Room 3

Het (?) keseθ ling kelüx miek. This coward was once regular human This coward was once a regular man.

Auge schrei ta tascheθ? see shiver it/he made See the pain he caused?

Le het [schetz?] li [ieschli?], Emmitt Nelson fra xe kseaschia. in this alcove of grief Emmitt Nelson [fell?] to hysteria In this Alcove of Grief, Emmitt Nelson fell to Hysteria.

Hysteria Fight

Hüt aneθ um üex pfier het atasch hetagen li kseaschia. Now[/time?] went for you cleanse this holy place of Hysteria The time has come for you to cleanse this holy place of hysteria.

Aute kes üks mit kerüfkeit. Nik schew (??) nah meot schingar. Air is thick with corruption. One (???) close meet sinner The air is thick with corruption, we’re about to meet a sinner.

Wa kliesekta! Pfielaresch teik xahetagen le sensch. (?) good! Fools have nothing in here Good riddance! Weak men have no place in here.

Region 3 Lore Room 1

Keüesch li [lätz?] li atasch [kitare?] kes nik we’eilic miek. Cause of ruin of holy city is one Valkyrie man The cause of the Holy City’s ruin is a single Valkyrie man.

Hal’ pfielaresch ek kapscheθ atasch [l’wal?] li eskaetli. Old fool who broke holy ([ritual?] of Eschaton An old fool who broke the Eschaton’s sacred ritual.

Ta sliekeθ θäs’ xe steierkeit. It/He doomed world to darkness He doomed the world to darkness.

Grappling Hook

Het waheilic aprat kes [izak?] robskeit... This/these Valkyrie contraption is/are fine technology These Valkyrie contraptions are all fine technology...

Taks he’ schra teik mlexk um ühe. But this will have more to survive But you’ll need more than that to survive.

Harold Herald of Ruin Fight

[Taxil?] ist nah, spies xere. trouble is near, little heart Trouble ahead, my dear.

Hüt mut [eimrüesch?] hes starlek. Now time (??) [steam?] Time to blow off some steam.

Wex wex. Auge üexliau netagte ühe. Taks... [xei lipfe?] bye bye see you after life but [not hope?] Bye bye. See you in the afterlife, though... hopefully not.

Cathedral

Xeim kes xa fau i ekwart. portal is no(t) full and (a)wait(ing) The portal lies incomplete and waiting.

Hüt mut ‘m fau °ale. Now time for full/complete ritual It is time to complete the Ritual.

Region 3 Lore Room 2

[Lim kasta?] li kamp, kaepschael le [in?] midst of battle, Cathedral in In the midst of battle, he broke into the Cathedral

üθa Ishaela Bha’gor (???) [maliex?]* where Ishaela Bha’gor (???) magic where Ishaela Bha’gor was working her magic; * = F*** THIS LINE.

[kliemdau dax°ale?] um enrüesch ücliau gaxat i kpfier θäst. conduct(ing) ritual for save [their?] god and cleanse world conducting the Ritual that would free our god and cleanse the world.

Aute pfieweθ mit eifster pfie’risch, ta gesicteθ apxan xeim. Air buzzed with Elder power, it faced before portal As the air buzzed with Eldritch energy, they faced off before the portal.

Taks üsch freitax keüescheθ °ale xe (?)* but [they?] fight caused ritual to fail But their fight caused the Ritual to fail. * That last part... RIP throat.

Gravitational Boots

Tüktelaux. Eifster starlikt kes (??) enrüexkeit. Stupid. Elder Shards is/are key [to?] salvation Pathetic. Elder Shards are the key to salvation.

Hiram Macias Fight

Hetagen kes s’ nah. Teike üeschli wei. Something is almost close. Have your guard Something is up ahead. Don’t drop your guard.

Region 3 Lore Room 3

Helkeit krassateθ, schiemliü klievtasseθ, reality attacked, dimension(s) collided Reality cracked; dimensions collided.

Xeim kraufsateθ le [m’hap starlet?], portal destroyed in million shard(s) The portal exploded into a million shards,

θürka n�� θäst le steierkeit. plunge(ing) our world in darkness/madness plunging our world into madness.

Feltwe Leonard Waters lort’ üsch le’ei’elic, General Leonard Waters lost their legion General Leonard Waters lost his Legion,

atischü Ishaela Bha’gor lor’ nü zei’veitielic. Priestess Ishaela Bha’gor lost our salvation priestess Ishaela Bha’gor lost our Salvation.

Cnidaria Fight

Mlex nik dahat, ek liew wie [viel?] mlex... more one down, that think(s)/know(s) how many more One more down, who knows how many to go...

Region 3 Switches

Op ‘n (?) aubax, dortüa ba deschüa xe anein. If I remember [correctly?], there four switch(es) to activate If I remember correctly, there are four switches to activate.

Kliesekt! Pfie mlex xe aner. Good! Two more to go Good! Two more to go.

Eshe, üexliau s’kes dortüa. Nur nik war’. Eshe, you almost is/are there. Only one wait(s) Eshe, you’re almost there. Only one remains.

Kliesekt. Lea'yi'elih i Zeal'va'tielih akwart üex [sensheit?] le kaepschael. Good. Legion and Salvation await your presence in Cathedral. Excellent. Legion and Salvation await your presence in the Cathedral.

Legion & Salvation Fight

Wie behatz, üexliau schra meot [andere?] How lucky, you will meet leader(s?) How lucky, you’re going to meet the leaders.

Nuex kliemex s’ nah li esakt. We come almost close of end We are getting closer to the end.

Üeschli enrüeschkeit kes s’ nah! Your freedom is almost close Your freedom is at hand!

#sundered #sundered game #sundered eschatonian #shining trapezohedron #sundered nyarlathotep #conlang

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irkenheretic · 5 years ago

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(How I Learned) How To Read Irken: A Guide

(Pictured: Us....) (From @zimgay ‘s lovely animatic!)

Okay, I’m finally making this post.

If you’ve been following me for a while, you might have caught on that I can read Irken. When I started, I was completely confused over wether or not I was teaching myself correctly, how long it’d take, et cetera. But I’ve finally hashed it out for myself, and I thought:

Why not make a guide for anyone else who wants to learn but has no idea where to start?

So that’s what I’m doing. Some disclaimers, though:

- This is what worked for me. It may or may not work for you, I’m not sure. I think it’s a pretty good method, though.

- Reading Irken and Writing Irken are two different skillsets. I’m gonna show you how to do both, but don’t worry if you’re better at one than the other.

- This will probably take a while of daily (or near-daily) practice to learn. It’s not impossible, it’s not super challenging, but it’s not super easy, especially if you have memory problems like I do. (For context: I started in September. But I also have a really shitty memory so, like. It might take less time for you.)

Okay! Let’s do this!

First off, you’d probably do well downloading the Irken font for practice purposes. Messing around with it and typing in it is fun, and can help!

You’ll also need a notebook. It’s not required, but having it all in one place is super convenient. (And, if it’s tiny enough, you can carry it around whenever, and also have it on hand to whip out at cons.)

The first thing I did was write each individual letter over and over and over again. This is what’s at the start of my notebook, and writing the letters over and over helped me remember which were which. I also had to focus pretty hard on what letter this actually was, this is tedious as hell but it’s not something you can do mindlessly.

(Pictured: Normal levels of interest in a show.)

This is what my notebook looks like. Don’t worry about those simplified versions of the letters yet, but you’re gonna wanna leave room for them. Don’t worry about learning simplified/handwritten until later, it helps recognition if you really have to focus on actually drawing the letters, at first.

(And yes, I know my pen is really smudgy. And that my H’s suck.)

After this, three letter words are your friend. Pick just, common three letter words you know, and write them down a lot. I have just, the Irken for “THE” written in the margins of my class notebooks a TON. Once you feel like you can remember that word well, go onto another 3 letter word with a different set of letters. Recognition = good, so pick something you like, use all the time.

While I was doing this, I tried to string together Irken letters I knew into like, coherent phrases. I was very bad at this at first. Acronyms are your friend here, lmao. (I don’t think I can count the number of times I’ve written ‘u r a qt pie’ in my notebooks.) It doesn’t matter what you write, just that it makes coherent sense.

There are gonna be some uncommon letters that are gonna be hard to practice, like W and Z, off the top of my head. For Z, that was easy. I just wrote ZIM over and over and over. For W... I used UWU. You laugh now, but the absurdity of it cements that I will always recognize those two letters.

Four letter words are also good. (Please, absolutely write “FUCK” over and over in order to remember letters. I encourage it.)

There is also the absolute cuntwaffles. Y’know how in English, b, p, d, g, all look kinda the same? Yeah, Irken has that too.

(Pictured: Head hurting juice.)

The I and Z don’t look that similar now, but good luck without a translation guide. By this point, you should have memorized a good chunk of the Irken alphabet, and be able to recognize some others when you see them. If you’ve been writing common three- or four-letter words, it’s likely you’ve been using letters very common in the English language. Which brings us to our next stage, and the actual fun part:

READING!

You’re gonna want a translation guide on hand in these early stages, you will need it. The main goal of this stage is to read anything in Irken you can get your hands on- but start small! Fanart with Irken in it was a godsend to me. It’s not that long, so it’s not overwhelming. I did need to look up some letters at the beginning, and I read really slowly, but that’ll change quickly if you keep up with it! The specific fanarts I used are:

@inimoose ‘s The Last Irken comic, specifically chapter one: part one, and chapter two: part two have a lot of Irken. But I’d recommend reading the whole comic; it’s good!

@paketdimensioncomic ‘s page of lore for their comic! Spoilers, though. Again, I’d recommend reading through the whole comic, because it’s just that good.

@xryn-art ‘s Linguistic Au’s first comic has a good chunk of Irken! The other comics do have some, but it’s all translated. Still good practice, though, if you wanna... read them......... ;) ;) ;)

Yes, this segment was partially a way for me to plug my favorite fan-artists, (or at least the ones that use Irken,) sue me. It’s my guide and I make the rules here.

(I am very sorry if I bothered any of you by @’ing you.)

But just some sources isn’t enough, so I introduce you to browser fonts. And changing yours to Irken.

It will not effect everything in your browser, and it can be toggled on and off, so don’t worry. If you really want, you can download a separate browser to change the font of, and leave your normal one be. It’d be convenient if you could, since having your browser font be Irken is inconvenient if you need to use Wikipedia, like, ever.

Here’s a guide for that, for Chrome, Firefox, Opera, and Internet Explorer for some reason. You’ll see four options to change, I just changed all of them. Not every page is going to have Irken on it, though. For me, Wikipedia is all in Irken, and so is TV Tropes. And some Tumblr blogs (PAKet Dimension’s is one, just in case you need a reason to go back there ;)) But it might be different for you.

Whatever it is, now you have a nice way to practice. I read Wikipedia articles on stuff I already knew about (so I wasn’t completely lost and could figure out what letters I didn’t know were from context clues,) but not a page I’ve read before in recent memory- you might just be recalling what the page said, instead of actually reading it.

And about the absolute cuntwaffle letters: yes, this will help you in recognizing which are which. Seeing the letters in context is always going to be much more helpful than just, a bunch of meaningless squiggles floating in the void.

At this point, I personally am much better at reading than writing Irken. It’s one thing to know a letter when you see it, and another to recall it and write it down from memory. Right now, I’m trying to write song lyrics and dumb little phrases in Irken, to improve my writing skills. Again, nothing too long, don’t overwhelm yourself. This sounds stupid, but Vines are good. When I don’t remember a letter, I just leave it blank and look it up after I’m done.

Another thing that helps is having a friend to practice with, or someone to just give you Irken phrases for you to translate.

Once you’re around this stage, you can try to learn simplified/handwritten Irken. You can also try to learn it before this, I started it around when I started reading fanart for practice, it’s up to you. This guide is a good starting point, but you don’t have to follow it exactly. This is your handwriting, do what feels natural for you!

(Also, don’t even worry about speedwrite Irken. That has no place in this holy land and frankly I am scared of it.)

And that’s... pretty much it! Most of the process is just... practicing a lot.

If this post does well, I might make a server for people who wanna learn Irken to practice together and stuff. It all depends if anyone even wants to learn Irken.

EDIT: Well, guess what I ended up making just the next day. Here’s the post for the server, and please read the joining rules.

Also, if you wanna learn Irken numbers, here you go. But start with letters first, worry about numbers later. These are never used, aren’t even in the Irken font, and three of them look a lot like those cuntwaffle Irken letters.

Anyway I just really hope this guide helps someone out. If you do use it, tell me! And have fun learning Irken!! It really is just, a blast to do honestly.

#invader zim #invader zim irken #zadr #(for the animatic and one of the comics)#HHHHHUUUUUU IM NERVOUS TO POST THIS #ok. ok ok ok ok ok here goes. h.#live from conventia #if this is a godsend for even one (1) guy with a hyperfixation then i have done my job well

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Thank you so much for all the answers you give, your insight is marvelous! I just have a question out of curiosity, how the hell do the Chinese organize their dictionary? Is it alphabetically using phonetic transcriptions? Is it from simpler character to more complex? I'm very confused

ha...ha...ha...haaaa *war flash backs*

Okay so.

Typically when we check a dictionary it’s because A) we have the word in front of us and we have no idea what it is, OR B) we want to write a word but we don’t know how to write it.

[A] What the fuck is this word? Internet Age: copy and paste it into google. Pre-internet age or it’s in a paper book: Use the Identifier.

Let’s take 蓝 Lan of Lan Wangji as an example. You’re looking at this word you’re like, fuck, I don’t know how to pronounce this. What is this? Well, time to take the word apart.

Look for the “identifier”. Each word has an identifier - 偏旁部首 - a part of the word that it shares with many other words and is used to categorize and organize it. The identifier often has meaning and can help you key into what the word might be used for in context. In the word 蓝, the identifier is 艹, called 草字头 “the grass header”. It’s called grass header because many words with this identifier are related to plants. How do I know that? Well.... I...we...it’s pure memorization and practice.

Count the number of strokes required to write the identifier. Now I know that to write this particular identifier, it takes 3 strokes, then I go to the front of the dictionary that lists ALL the identifiers by the number of strokes and I go to #3 and find the 艹.

Beside the identifier there is a page number, that page contains ALL the words that use that particular identifier. Go to that page.

Count the number of strokes required to write the WHOLE word. For 蓝, the word requires 13 strokes (kids are taught to count strokes.) Go to #13 under 艹 and find 蓝. Beside 蓝 there should be a page number.

Go to that page. That page will contain the pronunciation (written in pinyin (english phonetics) and definition.

Below I’ve copy and pasted EVERY identifier in the Chinese language, courtesy of the internet.

01画：丨亅丿乛一乙丶乚

02画：十厂匚刂卜冂亻八人入勹儿匕几亠冫丷冖讠凵卩阝刀力又厶廴

03画：干艹屮彳巛川辶寸大飞彑工弓廾广己彐巾口马门宀女犭山彡尸饣士扌氵纟巳土囗兀夕小忄幺弋尢夂子

04画：贝比灬长车歹斗厄方风父戈卝户火旡见斤耂毛木牛牜爿片攴攵气欠犬日氏礻手殳水瓦王韦文无毋心穴牙爻曰月爫支止爪

05画：白癶甘瓜禾钅立龙矛皿母目疒鸟皮生石矢示罒田玄疋业衤用玉

06画：臣虫而耳缶艮虍臼老耒米糸齐肉色舌糹网西覀行血羊页衣羽聿至舟竹自

07画：辰赤辵豆谷龟角里卤麦身豕辛言邑酉鱼豸走足

08画：采齿非阜金隶黾青鱼雨隹釒

09画：革骨鬼韭面食(飠) 首香音

10画：髟高鬲

11画：黄鹿麻

12画：鼎黑黍

13画：鼓鼠裏

14画：鼻

17画：龠

[B] I know how to say the word I want to write but I don’t know how to write it. Use pinyin.

Now this is by far the easier thing to do. All Chinese characters/words are monosyllable. The sound is made up of two parts: “consonant starter” followed by “vowel group”. (idk what they’re actually called that’s just how i understand it hence loosely translated lol).

“consonant” sound: [ b p m f ] ; [d t n l ] ; [g k h] ; [ j q x ] ; [ z c s ] ; [zh ch sh] ; r ; y ; w

notice how i grouped them for seemingly no reason, but actually that’s how I was taught (they rhyme in chinese so it’s easier to remember).

followed by one of these vowel groups:

a - a, ai, an, ang, ao

e - e, ei, en, eng, er*

i - i, ian, iang, iao, ie, in, ing, iong, iu

o - o, iong, ou, ong,

u - ue, un, uang

(might’ve missed a couple, ¯\_(ツ)_/¯)

Some vowel groups can stand independently to be words (i.e.: ao, ou, er etc). *er = special because it is ONLY spelled by itself, never with a consonant. Examples of “er” are 二 (two), 儿 (son).

So let’s still use Lan Wangji as an example.

The Chinese dictionary, in the actual word section (once you get past the identifier lists) is “alphabetical” as in all the words are listed phonetically according to their pinyin. So to find the Lan in Lan Wangji, you sound it out in your head L-An. You look under L and find the Lan section and look for all the words pronounced like “lan”.

Now the four intonations. (Mandarin ONLY).

There are 4 intonations in mandarin, as those of you who’s tried to tag on AO3 are unfortunately well aware of: (1) - (2) / (3) v (4) \

The words with the same spelling will be listed according to their intonation, which is written beside the word itself. You will often find that even within the same spelling and intonation there are many many words. So now that you’re there, time to read through them and look for the one that matches your definition. For words that don’t really mean anything but is purely used as last names like 宋 song in Song Lan, it will actually indicate “last name” beside its definition, so people know. Lan actually means blue, aside from being a last name.

That’s it.

Crash course on Chinese Dictionary.

#language #corie replies #master list #writing reference

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neuxue · 4 years ago

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2021 New Year’s Resolutions, because 2020 was... uh... that.

1. F i n i s h t h e l i v e b l o g

2. Post, at minimum, either one (1) fic or one (1) gifset each month. I tried and failed at ‘one fic per month’ a few years ago but gifsets as a cop-out should? Make this possible? (This is really not a big ask, self, come on)

3. Leave a comment on every fic read in full (I’m actually pretty good about this but putting it in writing here as a reminder to myself)

4. Finish an actual draft of the Original Novel (it doesn’t have to be good it just has to be done it doesn’t have to be good it just has to be done it doesn’t—)

5. Reread TGCF in the original without the english translation alongside it (and/or rewatch CQL without english subtitles once I finish my first watch). Yes this is going to feel like pulling teeth but I am determined

#here's hoping turning 'things i want to do for fun' into a list of obligations #will serve as incentive to do things other than work sometimes #(shhhh don't question it)#a day in the life of Lia

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dajaregambler · 4 years ago

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HeliosR - Dino Albani Character story - part 1

Translation of the first part of Dino’s character story from ‘Helios Rising Heroes’.

Dino: Ooooi, Keith…. Keith, wake up-?

Keith: Hmn….nngh~......? Shuddup…. lemme sleep lil’ bit more…

Dino: C’mon, Keith! Don’t hide under your comforter!

Keith: Uuuuu~~ stop….. Put it back, Junior…..

Dino: Huh? Junior? What are you saying, Keith. I’m not Junior, you know?

Keith: ...Mmh? Not, Junior….. Dino!?

Dino: Ahahah, you jumped awake. Your bed hair is still impressive as always♪

Dino: Actually, has Junior been waking you up until now? The rookies are looking after you and yet you’re the mentor, good grief…

Dino: From now on I’ll be the one dragging you out of bed. Eventually I want that you’ll wake up on your own though…

Keith: A-ah okay. It was today… that you're moving in here huh…

Dino: Yep yep, my bad that it’s on your off day. But thought to better wake you up since I’ll be organizing my baggage and dust will be blowing all over

Dino: I’ve carried most of it in already. I started to get a bit worried because you wouldn’t wake up at all and I was running all over the place-

Keith: Uoh, what is this!?

Dino: Eh, what what? What’s wrong?

Keith: The hell’s all this baggage… It’s all crazily squeezed in here….

Dino: Aah, ahaha~..... While being shut in the medical room, I’ve chosen furniture and things necessary for life however,

Dino: Before I knew it was really fun looking through the catalogue. There was this and that, and like that…. I kinda ordered a bit too much♪

Keith: The hell you’re all ‘’I kinda ordered a bit too much♪’’, no matter how you look at it it’s overkill!

Dino: I’m sorry!

Keith: Apologizing to me won’t do anything… Anyway, besides all this there’s stuff of yours from a long time ago too. Do ya get it?

Dino: I-I do… It’s the ones you took and put in your room right?

Keith: There’s a lot y’know. Thanks to that it's making my room unbearably smaller

Dino: N-no way….?

Keith: Haaah…. You had that habit of impulse buying since forever, if there was something that caught your attention on TV shopping, you’d buy it without thinking ahead

Keith: Sooo relieved to see that it hasn’t changed at all even now

Dino: Ah, you’re relieved? Then that’s good-

Keith: That was sarcasm, sarcasm! Who’s gonna be relieved with that, of course I’m fed up with it!

Dino: Eh, sarcasm!? And you’re fed up with it…. I’m sorry~~~~, so sorry Keith!

Keith: I already told you apologizing to me won’t do anything… C’mon, hurry up and clean it up. I’ll bring out the stuff I’ve put aside

Keith: Geez… Why do I gotta put so much effort this early in the morning on an off day? Gonna evacuate to the living at once and drink beer….

Keith: When your room’s all cleaned up and you’re reinstated, I’ll make you work hard as much as I had to keep at it on my own until now, got it?

Dino: Absolutely, I was already planning that. However together with Keith, that is♪

Keith: Haah? I’ve been doing my best to the point of dropping dead until now, starting now I’m gonna kick back and take it easy

Keith: Looking after the rookies, that’s clearly work cut out for ya. I’ve always been the kind of guy thats better off working alone

Dino: No wait, I can’t turn a blind eye to skipping. You’re saying that you’ve worked so hard till you died, but I’ve been hearing dozens of complaints from Junior

Dino: Like to what extent you’ve been careless and slacking off so far… Though now that I’m here, I absolutely won’t forgive any negligence. You better be prepared, Keith?

Keith: Th-that Junior…. That unnecessary stuff, when did he…

Dino: Good grief, you didn’t drink at all in the past… Even though your behaviour wasn’t good you kept your hands off of it, I was sure you wouldn’t end up drinking

Keith: It’s… At that time, I just didn’t think that I’d wanna drink yet

Dino: ? Then what made you start drinking?

Keith: ...Who knows. Forgot ‘bout it

Keith: Anyway, don’t just chit chat, get your hands to moving. Look, this is yours. And this, that, this and… aah, this too huh.

Dino: Uwaah, amazing! So many things full of memories are coming out…!

Dino: Uh… there’s seriously a lot of things. It’s already overkill, where in the world can I put this….

Keith: I dunno. You’re the one that bought it, deal with it one way or another

Dino: O-one way or another…

Keith: …….. Geez, ya haven’t changed at all y’know?

Keith: Impulse buying unnecessary things without thinking of what you’ll do with it, and keep them forever without throwing anything out….

Keith: Ya said that’s also ‘love and peace’ or whatever, but if ya keep saying it it’ll end up in getting yourself buried alive someday

Dino: G-guh…

Dino: But throwing it out makes me feel guilty you know. Once I recognize or form a connection with it, I grow extremely fond of it…..

Dino: Of course there’s also things that my grandpa and grandma gave to me but like, there’s clothes I bought on a whim, or the stickers and badges I got as a freebie with something too...

Dino: Keith, you also have at least something right? Something that you can’t throw out no matter what….

Keith: There ain’t, that kinda thing

Dino: Really?

Keith: ….Yeah, ain’t

Dino: I see…..

Keith: ……..

Keith: Oi. In this pile, what’s something you haven’t touched in a year?

Dino: Eh? Where’s that suddenly coming from…

Keith: Anything’s fine, just think about it thoroughly. Answer only where ‘’One year, haven’t touched’’ applies

Dino: One year…. I haven't been here until recently so that makes ‘all of it’ though….?

Keith: Then, all of it is going in the trash can

Dino: EEEEH!? Wa- wait wait, what are you saying Keith!

Keith: Ya know ‘bout ‘’simple living’’?

Dino: S-simple living….?

Keith: It’s been said that abstaining desire, discarding irrelevant things, letting go of attachment…. or something and whatever, is roughly what the innermost secrets of tidying are.

Keith: Originally it was something taught at yoga, but I dunno much ‘bout if I had to be honest. Just thought of it since Brad had said something like that before

Keith: Peeves me off to borrow his words but, it fits ya perfectly right now.

Keith: Haven’t touched something in a year means it isn’t needed, so throw it out completely. With that strategy in mind clean it all up at once

Dino: Clean it up...wait a second! Going as far as putting a game console in the trash is awful, Keith!

Keith: Shut it! Everything here is going to be thrown out! Don’t goddamn meddle!

Dino: ….!

Dino: U-um… Ah that’s right, didn’t you want to drink beer? C’mon, I’m fine from here so go to the living….

Keith: That I can do after. I’m good so you go on the other side and clean up

Keith: ….Tch. The hell with that you won’t forgive any negligence. I’ll absolutely never let those bad habits of yours off the hook.

Keith: Prepare yourself, Dino

Dino: H-hiiiieee~~~!?

Notes:

The ‘simple living’ Keith speaks about is actually ‘’断捨離’’ (danshari), it’s kind of hard to translate in English since it’s more of an ‘idea’ meaning about how you should clean up and let go of unnecessary things, making room for better ‘mental clarity’ in life. In a sense, it’s what Marie Kondo’s core of her teachings entails too but executed in a bit of a different way (Does it spark joy? If not, throw it out).

#heliosR #helios rising heroes #dino albani #keith max

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uwupinkmilk · 4 years ago

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🍓🥛Nct Dream- Confessing🥛🍓

A/N: The blurbs below are just my opinions. I could be incredibly far off for reality but I think it was a cute little blurb and I thoroughly enjoyed writing it. If you would like to see Nct 21 please click here.

m a r k(마크): Mark would most definitely be at practice or at the studio(스튜디오). When he finally took a break he would text you and snapchat you a lot. That being said, Haechan(해찬) being Haechan would love to bother him about his crush on you. While Mark went off to continue practicing, Haechan took his phone(전화) and asked you out for Mark. At first Mark would be mad, but that would soon subside when he thought of how long he had waited to ask you himself.

r e n j u n(런쥔): This artistic baby would most definitely stress over trying to confess his feelings to you. He would plan out a whole speech(말씨) and try practicing it multiple times in the mirror until Jaemin convinces him that he should just make a card. The floor would most definitely be covered with balled up cards that failed to explain his feelings. The card he finally settled on was a Moomin(무민) shaped card that was written in both Korean, Chinese and English(한국어, 중국어, 영어, 스페인어)[And he google translated Spanish as well(Just in case!)] He would deliver it to you with a single orange tulip(오렌지 튤립) and box of chocolate(초콜릿 한 상자).

j e n o(제노): The two of you would be playing phone games(전화 게임) together on the phone while having a relaxing day in the dorms. The members would joke about how you two never look away and how you two probably don’t even know what day it is. Jaemin(재민) came inside for a minute to grab his pink cardigan(핑크 케리건). While he was putting his shoes(신발) on, Jaemin asked the both of you if you wanted to grab ice cream with him and Donghyuk(동혁). Jeno immediately said, “No, we’re okay.” Jaemin left and Jeno sat up from his laid back position and grabbed your phone so that you would look at him. When you did he asked , “Do you want to get ice cream?” “Didn’t Jaemin just ask if we wanted some and you said ‘no’.” “I didn’t want to go with Jaemin. I want to go with you.(나는 재민이와 함께 가고 싶지 않았다. 나는 너와 함께 가고 싶다.)”

h a e c h a n(동혁): Hyuk would be playing a game on the computer(컴퓨터 게임) whilst you were on your phone(전화기). You were used to his loud antics and hearing him rage at his teammates. However it was so normal you blocked it out. You were so focused on what was on your phone, you hadn’t noticed he turned around and asked you a question. When you didn’t respond he would throw a pen in your direction. When you asked him to repeat himself he said, “I asked if you wanted to go on a date.(데이트를 하고 싶냐고 물어봤다.)”When you blushed he would just laugh and go back to playing his game. This led you to believe that he was just teasing you, but then he said, “You pick the place and we’ll go.(네가 장소를 정하면 우리는 갈 것이다.)”

(please ignore taeil😅)

j a e m i n(재민): This boy is a massive flirt(시시덕거리다)! He knows he likes you but I feel like you would figure it out anyway. There would be months of him showering you with compliments and giving you small gifts(칭찬과 작은 선물). One day in particular was when he became extra flirty, and once he saw you blush he would laugh and hug you tightly. “I’m just teasing you! But we should go on a date soon. I don’t know how much more of the cheesy flirting you can take.(얼마나 더 오글거리는 시늉을 할 수 있는지 모르겠다.)”

c h e n l e(천러): This sunshine would laugh at all of your jokes and try to be as funny(웃기다) as possible. The two of you would be laughing(웃고 있다) so hard and he would randomly say “Wouldn’t it be funny if we dated?(우리 사귀면 재밌지 않을까?)” He would laugh it off to make it less awkward, but when you stopped laughing he would as well. Poor boy would become so nervous of you saying ‘no’ that he would try to stutter a response. When you just started laughing again and agreed to go out with him, this boy’s smile would create world peace.

j i s u n g(지성): This awkward baby would have such a hard time even being around you if he had a crush on you. He so badly wanted to ask you out that he decided to get tips from his hyungs(형들). However, all the advice he was given would be tossed out the window the second he saw you coming towards him. But he took a deep breath and said, “Y/n would you like to go on out with me?(나랑 데이트 할래?)” He said it so fast that you almost didn’t make out what he said, but the blush on his face confirmed what you thought. This boy would be so happy that you said ‘yes’ that he would immediately go straight to talk to his hyungs(형들)!

#nct dream #nct dream fluff #nct dream blurbs #nct dream reactions #nct dream requests #nct mark #nct renjun #nct jeno #nct jaemin #nct haechan #nct chenle #nct jisung

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keiths-socks · 5 years ago

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galra keith hc’s

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-galra can alter their appearances slightly, the same way they’re able to alter their hormones n’stuff by will. keith was raised by the blades + his mom, so he looks like a galra, and has most of their characteristics, including a tail and ridiculous fuckin’ fluffy sendak ears.

-he has, collectively, like, eight dads and i just-

-because galran is like, super rumbly and just is super different from human communication (galran utilizes sub-harmonics, relies heavily on scent and body language, and is super complex) keith pronounces his own name like, ‘‘keth’‘ (he can’t speak english that well- universal translators suck) and the team never lets him live it down

-galra use their scent to mark things (mates, family, food, clothes, etc, etc) and once, lance ate keith’s leftovers because they didn’t have any kind of name on it, and keith flipped. (that’s like, super disrespectful in galran culture) and, story time, keith is still confused as to why humans name their food containers after themselves.

-’‘why have you named the tiny container of food, ‘’pidge’‘? it is inanimate! that is your name!’‘

‘‘keith, it’s so people know-’‘

‘‘AND WHY IS THIS DATA-PAD CALLED, ‘‘HUNK’‘? HUNK IS OUR TEAMMATE WHAT IS THIS MADNESS-’‘

-pidge is the first one keith tries to scent (platonically, cause platonic kidge is my bread, butter, and mc’fuckin jam) and they freak out because, what the fuck keith, why were you trying to give them a hickey? and that’s like a whole thing, and keith gets super sad because, oh, he guesses he really isn’t that close to the team and he offended them and they don’t think of him as family (because scenting is like, a huge deal in galra culture). anyway, story time, pidge looked it up and nobody really freaks out when he does it anymore, but also

-’‘whoa, keith, take me to dinner first’‘

-you know, lance

-keith sheds

-’‘keith you just look like an angry housecat when you hiss’‘

- l i n t r o l l e r s d o n ‘t e x i s t i n s p a c e

-P U R R I N G K E I T H

-F U C K

-kinda like how cats purr to comfort their loved ones, keith does the same thing to the team. like, just drape himself all over them and purr. he also does it when he’s super content

-once, lance was just sittin’ around, doin’ his thing, ‘’platonically’‘ giving keith the ear scritches of his goddam l i f e and then just, keith starts purring and ‘‘what the fuck keith why are you v i b r a t i n g oh my god are you going to EXPLODE-’‘

-story time, lance has a new kink and-

- y i k e s x 2

-ear scritches and chin scritches and keith is just-

- -a giant housecat. he’s just a gaint, angry, houscat who likes lance and ear pets.

-ur welcome

#galra keith #vld #keith kogane #klance

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best-enemies · 4 years ago

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For the fandom ask meme thing can I request the whole damn alphabet or is that not very cash money of me? I’m nosy lmao I wanna know all of them!

AHDKAJSDKJAHSKDA JACK YOU’RE THE BEST

A - Your current OTP(s)/OT3(s)/OTX(s)

I’ve had my current OTP for like almost 8 years and it’s, obviously, Thoschei (Doctor/Master). My other current obsession is the Gallifrey OT4 hehehe

B - A pairing you initially didn’t consider but someone changed your mind

It’s funny because I didn’t ship Hannigram at first... I’d thought the idea of a cannibal having a relationship was terrifying because what if they had sex and Hannibal got hungry in the middle of the act? Lmaoooo

But yeah they’re my endgame now. I watched the show when it first aired and I was about 14/15 years old so now you see why I thought that. Although I’m still afraid I’m gonna be reading a fic and Hannibal will suddendly bite Will’s dick off or smth AKJHSAKJSAHSASKAJ

C - A ship you have never liked and probably never will (be nice)

Uhhh Doctor/Clara. Mainly because I don’t like to ship the Doctor with companions (there may be one or two exceptions but I don’t ship them enough to actually say I ship them lol) and I don’t know I just never vibed with it

D - A pairing you wish you liked but just can’t (again: be nice)

Doctor/River. I mean, I did like it for a while years ago but now it’s just... eh. I think she has a waaay better chemistry with the 12th Doctor, but still don’t ship it. I might give it a try once I listen to the River audios but so far meh. I’m not much of a multishipper anyway.

E - Have you added anything cracky/hilarious to your fandom, if so, what

God. I’ve written a couple of Academy Era (focused on the Deca) crack fanfics and I still have to translate them to English. They’re pure garbage but I love them. I have a lot of fun writing crack fics because they’re easier and I can ignore whatever piece of canon I want just for the laughs

F - What’s the longest you’ve ever been in a fandom

Guess it’s Doctor Who, been here (in and out of the fandom) for over 8/9 years

G - Do you remember your first OTP, if so who was in it

Uhhhh I think it was Han Solo and Leia, since I was a kid really. I wanted to marry both of them lol

H - What is your favorite source text for fandom stuff (e.g., tv shows, movies, books, anime, Western animation, etc.)

I had to google what a source text is and still don’t know

I - Has tumblr caused you to stop liking any fandoms, if so, which and why

I don’t think so, but Twitter definitively has. I remember a couple years ago I was curious to see what voltron was about and watched a few episodes, it was ok, fun and cute but the fandom was so annoying I stopped watching it for good and don’t care about it enough to pick it up again

J - Name a fandom you didn’t care/think about until you saw it all over tumblr

I had definitively forgotten about supernatural until I saw it all over my dashboard in the year of our lord 2020 lmao like in my wholock days I tried to watch the show because everyone on my dash (is it still called dashboard?) was talking about it and I watched about 8 episodes before dropping it. But seeing it again on the dash was actually a happy surprise because the memes are too funny hahaha

K -Say something nice about someone in any of your fandoms

I’m extremely shy irl and on the internet as well but I wanna say that @janeturenne is one of the best authors ever and her fanfics are a blessing in my life; also @thebraxiatelcollection who brings awesome content to my dash and is also one of the best authors. And of course, you, Jack, also one of the best authors god I’m so BLESSED

L - Say something genuinely nice about a character who isn’t one of your faves (chars you’re neutral on are fair game, as are chars you dislike)

Uhhh I guess I’m neutral about the current companions. They’re not my favorites but I don’t really dislike them - they had a lot of potential and chibs came up with some good storylines but did not develop them well in my opinion. I think Graham is a fun grandpa whom I’m going to miss when he leaves; Ryan is cool and could’ve done a lot more if the writers had kept a few things, it’d be awesome if he vlogged all of their adventures. He’s like the one I was curious to see more but sadly didn’t feel a connection; and Yaz, I hope she’ll keep growing and that her friendship with the Doctor will finally be developed to a level we can connect to her.

It sounds weird because with the fam it’s always ‘what I wish could have been’ because I never felt really connected to them :(

M - Say something genuinely nice about a ship that you don’t ship (or its shippers, or anything related to you)

Ok... I don’t really ship Rey/Finn but I think it’s one of the sweetest ships ever, and if they ended up together I’d be happy. They love each other and are there for each other always so, yeah :D

N - Name three things you wish you saw more or in your main fandom (or a fandom of choice)

I don’t know if I got the question right but it’s three things I wish I saw more in my main fandom? Well, if it’s that, then, 3 things about the Doctor Who fandom: 1) people having more civilized or light-hearted discussions about things. Like, I genuinely disliked an 8th doctor audio I listened once that my friends loved, and they made fun of me and we joked about it. Also once we were in a live twitch video playing among us and discussing doctor who, and then we got into a ship “discourse” as a joke and nobody really cared and just laughed because everyone knew it’s fictional shit so why get mad over it? 2) Doctor Who has a titanic amount of content, it’s all canon but at the same time it’s not, so who cares? If you want to listen to Big Finish audios and if you can afford it, then lisiten; if you can’t, it’s okay, no one has the right to tell you you’re less of a fan. Just tell them to fuck off; 3) The best way to keep fandom alive is by creating content. Here in my local fandom we have several podcasts dedicated to all areas of the whoniverse (the show, the expanded universe, the audios, etc), those old fandom websites who do serious work to bring news to the fans, people who make subtitles for the classic series (we don’t have it available here so they do their best to make it accessible to other fans), accounts dedicated to promoting dr who fans who create content, and we even have people making their own audiodramas with dw characters and writing book-lenght fanfiction to help explain the show to people who’ve never watched it, and a great variety of things. I’ve seen a few of these things in the international fandom, mostly by older fans, so I wish younger fans about my age who have the means to make this kind of stuff would make it too. Maybe there’d be less twitter drama out there lol

O - Choose a song at random, which ship or character does it remind you of

“the killing moon” by echo & the bunnymen reminds me of thoschei. yep it was totally random

P - Invent a random AU for any fandom (we always need more ideas)

The fact that we don’t have a pride and prejudice AU for brax/romana yet is driving me insane

Q - A ship you’ve abandoned and why

I’ve mentioned it before but doctor/river, don’t really remember why idk I just don’t vibe with it anymore. But also because thoschei has so many different pairings in 1 ship that I don’t really feel the need to ship them with anyone else lol

R - A pairing you ship that you don’t think anyone else ships

GOD I NEED TO TALK ABOUT IT BECAUSE IT’S SO SPECIFIC ok fellow academy era stans gather around if you have read Divided Loyalties there’s a scene where it SHOWS that Magnus had a crush on Ushas. And NO ONE HAS EVER TALKED ABOUT THEM and the power couple they would’ve made. I write them into all my fanfics in hopes of making other people ship them but I’ve had no success so far

S - Show us an example of your personal headcanon (prompts optional but encouraged)

The Master is a big fan of musicals and in the 77 years he spent on earth he watched every single one ever. I’m gonna be bold and say that when he was young, still Koschei, he was an artist, and thought about dropping everything to become an actor on Gallifrey. Time Lords do appreciate art, and have their own plays, but it’s just the same old and boring ones the young people don’t care about. The Master then created a shocking performance that was way ahead of its time and the older Time Lords were so appalled they banned him from writing and presenting plays and that’s his villain origin story

T - Do you have any hard and fast headcanons that you will die defending, about anything at all (gender identity, sexual or romantic orientation, extended family, sexual preferences like top/bottom/switch, relationship with poetry, seriously anything)

1) The Doctor and the Master married on Gallifrey and the entire show is just them having the most litigious divorce in the universe (still isn’t final because the Master has killed all the judges); 2) Ushas/The Rani is ace; 3) The Deca was a 10 people polyamorous relationship; 4) Romana and Livia were girlfriends at the Academy and they hate each other now because the break up was baad; 5) Romana writes fanfiction; 6) Romana/Leela had a thing in Davidia I KNOW it; 7) Leela pegs Narvin; 8) Brax has a life-size painting of Romana at his collection or a statue or smth; 9) Brax’s dream in Reborn is actually REAL and he’s married to Romana, Leela and Narvin all at the same time

U - 5 favorite characters from 5 different fandoms

I don’t even think I’m in 5 fandoms but

Doctor Who: The Master, The Doctor, Romana, Leela, Sarah Jane, Bill (this was the hardest thing ever)

The X-Files: Mulder, Scully, Monica, and can I add The Lone Gunmen too?

Star Wars: Leia, Obi-Wan, Finn, Poe Dameron and honorable mention to Din Djarin and Grogu

Hannibal: Hannibal, Will, Bev, Alana, Chiyoh

V - 3 OTPs from 3 different fandoms

That’s hard

Doctor Who: thoschei ofc, gallifrey ot4.......... uuhh as you can see i don’t ship many pairings in the show

The X-Files: Mulder and Scully. And whatever Scully and Monica had going on because they definitively flirted

Star Wars: Poe/Finn, Han/Leia, whatever Han/Lando had going on too

W - 5 favorite ships and 5 kinks you like best for said ships

WHATVASHAJSKAJSA ok this is a little embarassing but I don’t have a lot of kinks for many ships... I guess I have some for thoschei like, choking, whipping, blindfolds/gagging, bondage, begging, biting, sem-public, phone sex, dirty talk, body worship, praise kink, etc. Alright alright I know it’s a lot but in my defense they've shown half of these on the show

X - top 5-10 characters who are yoUR PRECIOUS BABIES AND YOU WILL DIE DEFENDING THEM

The Master, Romana, Leela, Brax, Narvin, Bill Potts, Martha Jones, Sarah Jane, Donna Noble, Lucie Miller. No particular order for most of them but the Master is my precious baby and I will die for this mf

Y - What are your secondhand fandoms (fandoms you aren’t in personally but are tangentially familiar with because your friends/people on your dash are in them)

Not many, usually the people I follow are in the same fandoms as I am but I’ve seen some mutuals reblog some Hadestown stuff which is a play that I’ve never seen but definitively would because the protagonists look hot

Z - Just ramble about something fan-related, go go go (prompts optional but encouraged)

I DON’T KNOW WHAT DOES IT MEAN

it took me three hours to do this but it was fun!! thank you bb <3

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