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[lif3lessb0dy]

PICK A MLP CHARACTER AND I TELL YOU STH BASED ON IT

TWILIGHT SPARKLE

• You're a bookworm. You could literally eat your favorite book.

• Also you're kind of a music lover, maybe Radiohead (??)

• Iow rise jeans vibes

• You're in your academic validation era (or you really want to be like that)

• You've always wanted to be the best but probably failed. And you haven't give up.

• Ambivert I guess, likes going outside but only when there aren't many people

RAINBOW DASH

• You pretend that you don't care about others' opinions but you do.

• Eyebrow piercing vibes

• Pretty much outgoing

• Sarcastic asf

• And you're probably gay

• You like to be a star, you were born to be a star and you will be a star, you just need to believe in yourself

• you're probably interested in sports (idk why but she's giving basketball vibes)

RARITY

• Fashion icon ofc

• You're seen as a perfection but you don't know who you are

• Sometimes you're a bit selfish however you're so nice when people get to know you better

• You think that others only care about your appearance not your personality

• You like to do weird make ups

APPLEJACK

• You often sacrifice yourself for others

• Probably don't study well but very hard-working

• Dog person

• Lesbian vibes

• You like villages, you just want to go near some kind of lake, lay down and observe the sky

• Maybe you play acoustic guitar???

• Oh, and you're amazing in baking

PINKIE PIE

• You hide that you're hurt just because you don't want to make people worry about u

• The funniest friend bffr

• I guess you dyed your hair

• And maybe you got outstanding aesthetic like scene

• ADHD?

• either you study very well or badly

• fan of eurovision (???)

FLUTTERSHY

• Animal lover ofc

• Shy but you try to be more confident

• Writer or poet. Well, maybe just an artist

• You're kind bc no one was ever kind for u

• You forgive people even if you're hurt, you know that's bad but you don't know how to stop it

• Will do anything for people u care about

[rapha-reads]

EUROVISION - J-4 !!! GET READY FOR MAY 10th !

(And remember to block the tags if you don't want to get flooded by us crazy Europeans. Gay Christmas is coming.)

Previously on "let's rate the ESC 2022 songs"...

Part 1: Spain, Italy, Lithuania, Latvia and Norway

Part 2: Poland, San Marino, Finland, Estonia, Netherlands

Part 3: Albania, Montenegro, Germany, Australia, Denmark

Part 4: Serbia, Ireland, Romania, Switzerland and Moldovia

Part 5: Belgium, UK, North Macedonia, Ukraine, Austria

Part 6: Slovenia, France, Croatia, Greece and Sweden

Part 7: Portugal, Israel, Malta, Iceland and Cyprus

We are now at the last part of this two-month long meandering musical rambling with : Georgia, Armenia, Czech Republic and Azerbaijan.

Georgia : Circus Mircus, Lock Me In

OOooooooh, Mama! Right off the bat, great band name, great song name, and those VIBES. Immaculate. You know these guys went craaazy in lockdown and haven't recovered from it yet.

Love the aesthetic of the cover, they might be amazing live on the big stage.

Pros: immaculate vibes, relatable lyrics. Cons: no live video and it's all in English. Overall: 8/10.

Armenia : Rosa Linn, Snap

Nice country folk vibe, with the finger snapping sound effects. For a power ballad, it's a very nice song. Sadly, you are so good that you belong on an Indie/Alt playlist on Spotify, not the Eurovision big stage.

Pros: really nice voice, really nice folk/indie music. Cons: too neat, in English, not very original. Overall: 7/10.

Czech Republic : We Are Domi, Lights Off

Electro sound like that makes me miss nightclubs... Also the video is cool, very sci-fi/dystopia, very relatable.

Pros: electro, relatable, makes me wanna dance. Cons: in English, and not exactly innovating. Overall: 8/10.

Azerbaijan : Nadir Rustamli, Fade To Black

Oh, COME ON. We had the absolutely brilliant Efendi last year, and this is what you send this year? I expected better from you, Azerbaijan. You usually bring the fire, this is just a sad ballad. I mean, the song is objectively good, and I'll definitely like it in the dead of winter when depression hits, but not right now.

Pros: good voice, objectively good song. Cons: another ballad, yey, as if that's what's missing. Overall: ... okay, for the last one I'll be nice, 7/10.

Well, guys, we did it! So many great picks this year, I cannot wait to see everyone on the big stage! Let's hope there are some burning pianos this year.

I'll make a recap/score table of all my reviews on the eve of the first semi-final.

[witchersgoldenbard]

i found a bit of silliness in my docs, so have a soft little sequel to the EuroVision fic, in which jaskier puts glitter on geralt's face and they're both soft | 800 words

“Your face,” Jaskier begins as he sips his water. “It’s a good face.”

Geralt scrunches his eyebrows in confusion and blinks. “Hm?”

“I’m just saying. It’s a good face. You are a very handsome man, Geralt.” He grins and Geralt can sense the mischief in the air like the gallons of perfume people have been putting on for the past few hours. “But do you know what would make it even better?”

Oh no. This is about make-up, isn’t it? Just like every fucking else in EuroVision so far seems to be about make-up.

Geralt sighs.

“No,” he says, and it’s less of an answer to Jaskier’s question and more of a statement. A rule. One that he knows will have no chance against those damned blue eyes and excited grin.

“Highlighter,” Jaskier declares, completely ignoring his gruff rejection.

“I am not putting on make-up, Jask,” he grumbles, but Jaskier only laughs.

“Of course you’re not, darling, you have no idea what goes where! Let the expert work and just be pretty for me, yeah?” It’s not exactly a question — and even if it were, Geralt probably wouldn’t refuse, because the joy in Jaskier’s entire being is contagious and Geralt already finds himself melting.

But only a bit.

Before he can say or do anything, Jaskier turns on his heel like the whirlwind he is, and dashes over to the young women who did his make-up earlier. They laugh at something he says, because of course they do, and then he snatches one of the… makeup… things. Geralt has no idea what any of this stuff is and he doesn’t care to find out.

“I got it!” Jaskier exclaims once he is by Geralt’s side again.

“Yay.” It sounds as enthusiastic as he feels, but it doesn’t deter Jaskier, who opens the lid and tsks at him.

“You know, life may give you lemons, Geralt. But me? I’m getting glitter highlighter.” He winks and is so dramatic about it that Geralt simply has no words to counter.

The next second, though, his brain short-circuits as Jaskier runs his thumb through the shiny powder and reaches for Geralt’s face.

Gently, very gently does Jaskier stroke his cheek, and it almost feels like a caress. Geralt is frozen to the spot and can’t move away, can’t say anything to stop Jaskier as he applies the creamy make-up to his cheekbones. Not that he would move out of his grasp, away from the warm hand that is almost cradling his face. He wouldn’t.

Slowly and tenderly, Jaskier switches over to the other cheek, touching it with the same care and precision as the other.

And Geralt cannot help but stare at the pretty face that is now so, so close. He can smell Jaskier’s flowery cologne and it seems to be the only smell that doesn’t give him a headache in the backstage chaos.

Jaskier is the only one who doesn’t give him a headache.

“I knew it would look good,” the musician murmurs after a moment, though he has yet to let go of Geralt’s face. “Mister camera sir, it’s a real shame to put you behind it and not in front. Especially with that make-up.”

Geralt huffs at Jaskier’s antics, but he does understand the compliment and can’t help the heat that rises to his now surely sparkling cheeks. He wonders briefly if he looks as good as Jaskier does when he blushes against the highlighter. It’s stupid, though, because nobody can look as good as Jask.

“You know what else would be nice?” the musician continues, unaware of Geralt’s racing heart and mind. “Kohl. And eyeliner.”

“Hmm. Not today,” he hums and hopes that Jaskier understands it the way he means it.

He does, for his eyes light up brighter than he has seen them yet. “That’s not a no! Careful there, or I might be getting some ideas!”

Geralt wants to reach for him, place his hands on Jaskier’s hips and keep him this close. He doesn’t, because he is still frozen to the spot by that smile, and Jaskier has yet to let go of his face, thumb still slowly caressing his cheek.

It does give him the bravery for a brief moment of flirting, though. “Hmm. Well, better not be distracted from your big show.”

Jaskier chuckles and gives him a dreamy expression. “Well, let me tell you that it is already too late for that." The thumb stops moving then, but his hand stays where it is. Geralt tries not to hold his breath. "But I guess then I’ll just have to sing for you. Can’t be distracted by my one and only focus, now, can I?”

Geralt’s heart races in his chest at the insinuation as Jaskier flirts shamelessly and with everything he has. But he can’t say he minds it. In fact, he feels powerful for being the one thing on Jaskier’s mind right now.

“Sounds like a plan,” he whispers, absolutely sure he must look almost as dreamy as Jaskier does.

Jaskier smiles and caresses his cheek again. “Thought so.”

[canonskyrissian]

thank you @softieskywalker for tagging me for this ♥♥♥ I already did this on my main as well so I'm gonna copypaste some of the answers

How many works do you have on AO3?

56

What’s your total AO3 word count?

335,451 (not bad, I’m kinda impressed with myself)

How many fandoms have you written for and what are they?

most are either star wars (35) or tolkienverse (16) but I’ve written a couple of game of thrones fics, one mcu fic, one shadowhunters fic, and one mad max fury road fic

What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

The One in the Waiting Room, Over Hill and Under Tree, The Return of Hope, Of Stubborn Sons and Fussy Fathers, and Amnâs

Do you respond to comments, why or why not?

yeah, I love interacting with my readers^^ though sometimes it takes me a while to respond, especially to longer comments that require a more thoughtful answer. but I will respond eventually!

What’s the fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending?

ummm….. I don’t write a whole lot of angst overall and I try to end all my fics on at least a hopeful note so… I guess The Survivors or Lando Calrissian’s terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day or Clashes of the Blade and the Heart (the latter two due to source material aka empire strikes back canon)

Do you write crossovers? If so what is the craziest one you’ve written?

my very first tolkienverse fic was a crossover between the hobbit, a song of ice and fire, and percy jackson and the olympians (though the only pjato character who appeared was thalia, but still). I’m proud to say that I made it work! (it's not on my ao3 though)

Have you ever received hate on a fic?

some idiots on ff.net thought their opinions on the crossover fic above was wanted over five years after I finished translating it (I wrote it in finnish originally), telling me that uwu you shouldn’t put all these fandoms together it never works and also your translation sucks

like just click out then if you decide this fic isn’t for you????

on ao3 my experience has been more positive and the most negative comment I’ve ever received there was one that pointed out that I messed up with hyperdrive speed and corrected it (it was extremely polite and I’m still thankful for it)

Do you write smut? If so what kind?

very rarely because I’m not good at it, but I have written two m/m smut fics (both skyrissian), two f/f (fem!kiliel and clizzy), and one m/f (kiliel)

Have you ever had a fic stolen?

I don’t think so????

Have you ever had a fic translated?

over at ff.net someone asked if they could translate Far Longer Than Forever in german, but I never saw the translation in the end so idk if it existed. I have translated my own fics from finnish to english though^^

Have you ever co-written a fic before?

no. I’ve collaborated with artists and betas for big bangs and and I’ve done some light betaing myself, but because I’m a very slow and infrequent writer I’d be a pretty shitty co-author >///////<

What’s your all time favorite ship?

why would you make me choose between my children? though I will say that after all these years bagginshield still gives me all the emotions~ but skyrissian and kiliel and gigolas own my heart as well

What’s a WIP that you want to finish but don’t think you ever will?

I don’t think I’ll ever finish Asshân as much as I’d love to. it needs a miracle tbh

What are your writing strengths?

dialogue and humorous elements, absolutely

What are your writing weaknesses?

ACTION SCENES MY BEHATED

(also I violently overuse commas and em dashes)

What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic?

if there’s a translation provided at the end of the fic, why not. I have written some finnish dialogue in an otherwise english fic before and I can see myself doing that again

(I am absolutely writing finnish for my next star wars fic, I don't care what's the context, someone will yell VITTUSAATANA PERKELE)

What was the first fandom you wrote for?

the year was 2006, lordi had just won finland’s first victory in eurovision song contest, I was but 12 years old, and monsters were awesome…..

so I wrote several lordi fics between the years 2006 and 2012. it wasn’t rpf per se in that I did not write about the people behind the masks but of the monster characters themselves who actually have a lot of lore to them, and it was a lot of fun and I kinda wanna write about them again

What’s your favorite fic you’ve written?

I’m honestly so critical towards my own writing so often when I reread my fics I just see all the mistakes and everything I’d do differently, but I have really good memories of writing The Return of Hope, and it’s the longest fic in ages that I’ve actually finished (and I will toot my own horn and say it is absolutely the superior episode ix tros ain’t got nothing on it)

tagging @lesbinewren @ahsokastars @minnarr and anyone who wants to do this^^ (no pressure!)

[weirdthoughtsandideas]

The Quagmire-Baudelaire switch part 1: Don’t worry world don’t feel disgrace

Reference guide

Chapter 1: A very sad day

There is a long reference to the Catalan Kids show ”the triplets” but it’s explained there what it is and what it’s about

”Quiet you will wake up Tweedle dee and Tweedle dum” a reference to the characters of the same name from Alice in wonderland

Chapter 2: Why Mr. Poe should not take care of guardian choosing

”One bed.” Isadora sighed. ”Fantastic.” A reference to the deleted scene from the 2004 movie

Chapter 3: Olaf slaps a child (or technically a teenager)

”Quigley had got stuck on a story about three children that ran away from home, and they just found a homeless man that sold glue” A reference to the swedish movie, ”På rymmen med Pippi Långstrump”, or in english, ”On the run with Pippi Longstocking”

”Duncan had found an autobiography about some girl that claimed she was the most prettiest (...) girl in the world.” Reference to Carmelita’s autobiography

Chapter 4: A spoon of complaints and a cube of evilness

No particular references in this chapter

Chapter 5: Duncan is made for theatre

"Only something about a lady giving all of her money to her cats after she died, so the butler kidnapped them and then he got himself to Timbuktu." Obvious reference to Aristocats

Chapter 6: A long and confusing chapter including a play

No particular references in this chapter

Chapter 7: The Quagmires first (and last) day of school

”It was the roof of the house she and her sister lived in. And the girl wanted to see if she could fly, so she borrowed her dad’s umbrella and jumped of the roof to see if she would fly away!" A reference to Astrid Lindgren’s ”Madicken” which is the book Isadora was reading

”(...) You can't kill the one who the story is about!" Reference to all the... stories where the main character dies?

”(...) And you were already weird because you just invent things and have to put up your hair to think!" This is most likely a very famous character they have encountered

Chapter 8: Everyone is unharmed in the reptile room

”Holy shiitake mushrooms.” A reference to Carmen’s catchphrase in Spy Kids

Chapter 9: Why Stephano is something you shouldn’t name your child

No particular references in this chapter

Chapter 10: Stephano gets kicked out (or does he?)

No particular references in this chapter

Chapter 11: Stephano goes Carrey-style

"Probably some old man's fucking bones." A reference from a line in IT chapter 1 (2017)

"Did he just do a Carrey?" This refers to the title but also the fact that in the 2004 movie, Olaf, played by Jim Carrey, just dashes out of the house when he’s Stephano.

Chapter 12: Three four year olds vs a large lake

No particular references in this chapter

Chapter 13: No one listens to Quigley

"I remember a lot of things from my early childhood! Like the time we broke that spoiled girl's teddy (...)” A foreshadowing to a later chapter

Chapter 14: The Quagmires have various conversations

No particular references in this chapter

Chapter 15: Candy canes for the people

I don’t know if it counts, but Poe calls the Quagmires the wrong names multiple times. He calls them the ”Baudelaires” and the ”Calibans” for example.

Chapter 16: Isadora speaks like a finnish female pirate

"Shiitake mushrooms." Again, a reference to spy kids

Chapter 17: Everything happens so damn fast

No particular references in this chapter.

Chapter 18: Why Duncan hates treehouses (and trees in general)

"Don't call me Ish!" ”Why would he call you Ish?" A reference to a certain dictator who doesn’t force you to use that name

"Tattle-tale." Isadora whispered grumpily. Hard to know, but it’s actually a reference to Berlioz calling Marie a tattle tale from the Aristocats

Chapter 19: Phil is happy to be your co-worker

"I had a dream where I lived in ancient Greece and met some girl with black hair and a bowtie who wanted to tell me something." Ok. In ancient Greece lived Sappho. Sappho was a poet, just like Isadora. The girl with black hair and a bowtie is a main character in asoue.

”(...) what kind of irresponsible teacher would just forget three children they are responsible for?" A reference to all the fucking irresponsible teachers in the world

Chapter 20: Duncan gets dust in his eyes

"Duncan, I can assure you that nobody here will break their arm or leg for that matter due to any wood." Fooooreshaaadoowiiiing~

Chapter 21: Inordinate amounts of weird behaviour

No particular references in this chapter

Chapter 22: A fatal, optimistic accident

"Why, but you are so small!" (...) "Uh, yeah?" Duncan said, "We are children." A reference to a line from Charlie and the chocolate factory from 2005

Chapter 23: A real fatal accident at Lucky Smells

No particular references in this chapter

Chapter 24: The Quagmires kill a spoiled girl’s teddy bear

Carmelita’s mom is named Veruca, based on Veruca Salt

Chapter 25: New school, new chapter

No particular references in this chapter

Chapter 26: Where the shipping starts

No particular references in this chapter

Chapter 27: Very lovely indeed with a twist

No particular references in this chapter

Chapter 28: Olaf ruins everything

”What if we walk in on him stroking his violin?” I did this joke some chapters ago but this time someone else than Nero says it. It’s a dirty joke.

Chapter 29: Why many children was afraid of P.E after reading the austere academy

No particular references in this chapter

Chapter 30: An examination gone wrong

”This is a solidarity act” Violet is bisexual and Isadora is a lesbian. It’s a WLW solidarity

”Quigley, what color were the elephants I saw floating in the sky (...)” ”Pink” This is a reference to pink elephants on parade from Dumbo

”What comes after ’love love, peace peace’ in the second chorus of the song?” ”It’s ’and a burning fake piano” THIS GUYS is a reference to the song Love, Love, peace peace from Eurovision song contest 2016.

Chapter 31: Rich kids exploring a rich party

No particular references in this chapter

Chapter 32: A penthouse of familiarity and funny names

”I am Isadora Avi Quagmire.” A reference to the actress Avi Lake who played Isadora in Netflix

The hairdresser is named Bobbi, after Bobbi from Phineas and Ferb (who also was a hairdresser)

Chapter 33: Gunther ruins everything, yeah thanks for that Gunther

”I have seen stranger things.” ”We all have.” A reference to Stranger Things

”My name isn’t Quiglefort.” ”Yes, it is.” Foreshadowing to a thing in part 2 of this AU

Chapter 34: This abyss of world destroyed

The title is a reference to the Gothic archies ”This abyss”

”Don’t worry Baudelaires, don’t feel disgrace (...) The Quagmire triplets are on the case.” Reference to that poem from TAA, and also a reference to the title of QBS. Part 1s undertitle is ”Don’t worry world don’t feel disgrace” and part 2 is ”The Quagmire triplets are on the case”

Chapter 35: Runaway triplets

”Duncan? Did you just OD in there?” A reference to Steve and Robin’s famous bathroom scene from stranger things

Chapter 36: Too many rules for a village

”Rule 2001 says ’do not quite people from other universes’.” Quigley said shiitake mushrooms, which I have explained twice is from spy kids. Spy kids came out in 2001.

Chapter 37: Why children shouldn’t help someone out of jail

”(...) if the council of elders find out-” ”We’re dead!” A reference to a line from stranger things 3 episode 1

There’s a whole paragraph where Duncan said he has checked atleast ”seven million billion thousand times” and then the triplets remember how they used to dance around a coffin in their uncle Elwyn’s house. That was a reference to the musical Fun Home, particularly the song ”Come to the fun home” where the children make a commercial about their funeral home.

Chapter 38: An emotional escape

”Shit.” (...) ”Where?” A reference to when Violet said ”rats.” in TVV, and Klaus thought it was actual rats. But, in the swedish translation they translated ”rats” to ”shit”. I thought it was so funny I had to include it here

That was all for part 1! Thanks for supporting this fanfic of mine!

[youre-on-a-starship]

Part 2

Summary:  Yorktown attacked. Enterprise Destroyed. Estimated 1000 Dead. The headlines roll in as JAG requests your aid in the wake of Krall’s attack on Yorktown. You know that Pavel Chekov was on the destroyed ship, but you’re not sure what you’re more afraid of: his potential death or having to see him again after all this time.

Word Count:  1,091

Author’s Note:  For context, the italicized text is meant to be Russian and our main character speaks Russian.  It’s been an age since I’ve posted for this story, please forgive me! I hope you like this installment. Feedback is welcome. If you would like to be added to the tag list for this story only, please let me know.

Table of Contents

“Y/N?”

You looked up as the door slid open to reveal Amy's face. You paused the message you were listening to and stood.

“Did you find anything?”

“No,” Amy shook her head. “I tried, but Starfleet really does have everything that reaches past New Vulcan locked down.”

“Shit,” you reached up and scratched at your forehead.

“But, I’m hearing rumours that they’re collecting people right now to take out there.”

You crossed your arms over your chest and sat back down.

“They’re taking people to Yorktown?”

“Yeah. Professionals, mostly engineers and doctors.”

An urgent message appeared on your computer screen from a restricted caller.

“I’ll ping you when this is done,” you waved Amy out and hit “answer” as soon as the door slid shut.

“Ms. Y/N Y/L/N, correct?” came the curt voice of the woman on the screen. She was in her sixties with dark black hair pulled up in a voluminous bun.

“That’s correct, Admiral, what can I do for you?” You straightened your posture and watched the woman on your screen.

Her voice was heavy and she looked like she hadn’t slept all night.

“I am Admiral Paris, stationed on Yorktown base.”

Your heart sank.

“You were recommended to me by Aaliyah Malik from JAG.”

“I’m honoured that she thought of me,” you answered.

“I assume that you have heard the news?”

“I have, ma’am.”

“Good. We are in desperate need of professionals from all fields at this time. There are a great number of Starfleet personnel dead, and as such…” the Admiral took a deep breath.

“Ma’am, if I understand what you’re asking -”

“How quickly can you be in San Francisco?”

You looked at the clock. “I can be there by noon, ma’am.”

“Please see to it that you are. I am patching through the coordinates for the shipyard, there is transporter access for which I will give you a code. The USS Braeburn will shuttle you here, along with a number of other volunteers. Assuming you would be so kind as to accept our request? You will, of course, be compensated for your time.”

“I would be honoured, ma’am. I’ll be at the shipyard by noon.”

“Thank you.”

The Admiral ended the call and you jumped from your seat, laying your hand on the table to power off your display. Grabbing your coat and scarf from the door, you hit the panel with your elbow and strode into the bullpen as you swung your coat over your shoulders.

“Y/N?” Amy asked, standing and following you in the direction of the turbolift.

“That was Admiral Paris at Yorktown, they need me.”

“Are you serious?”

“You know me, always the joker,” you mumbled buttoning your coat and wrapping your scarf haphazardly around your neck. “I need you to write up a contract, usual format, send it to JAG.”

“How long will you be gone?” Amy asked.

“Until further notice. I’m going to San Francisco today and getting shuttled out. I think it’s a three week trip at warp 8? Anyway, it’ll be a while. Keep on the long-distance comms, get in contact with me when you can.”

“What about your files?”

“Get Laura and Michelle to handle the imminent ones; put off what you can.”

“Associates?”

“I trust those two,” you reiterated as the turbolift arrived, the door swishing open. “Help out wherever you need to to keep busy. I’ll call if I’m able, alright?”

“Okay. Please be careful.”

“I will be. You, too.”

As you stepped into the turbolift, you looked down at the PADD in your hands. Running your tongue over your teeth, you keyed in a name.

All her contact information came right to your fingertips. You'd call when you got home. It would be a bad choice to call her in such a public place.

The lift deposited you in the lobby and you made straight for the transporter terminal, keying in the coordinates for your street.

When you reappeared on the street, you hurried for your building, the entrance always seeming too far away.

Your mind raced with the scope of what you were about to undertake. Death is a hefty business of the best of days, but handling 1000 dead people and their estates and their families… You hoped that you'd have enough lawyers with you make it less daunting. If JAG was already looking for outside assistance, the state must be incredibly poor.

You tapped the panel to get into your room. The door swished open and you dashed through, tossing your things on the couch.

The comms panel by the fridge sat dormant until you tapped the screen and keyed in the name once again, selecting the option to call.

“Hello?” said the short blonde woman on the other side.

“Anna, where's Andrei? Is he there, too?”

“Y/N? Oh my God- Andrei!”

There were muffled footsteps and a balding man with a large, purple nose joined Anna onscreen.

“My God, Y/N, have you heard?” he cried.

“Yeah, this morning,” you ran your hands through your hair, pulling the errant strands out of your face. “You haven’t heard anything about him yet, have you?”

“Not a word,” Anna said, exchanging a look with her husband. Andrei’s cheeks were turning red.

“Alright. Listen, I’ve been called out to help.”

“You? Why?” Anna asked.

“They need everyone they can get right now. Anyway, listen. There are no long-distance communications channels open to the public right now, Starfleet’s commandeered all of them. I won’t be able to contact you for a while, but I’m going to find him.”

“What if…” Anna didn’t finish her sentence. Andrei closed his eyes tightly and his whole face flushed dark red.

“As soon as I can get a message back here, I will, either way,” you promised. “I just wanted you to know that I’m going and that I’ll be looking for him.”

“God, he better be alive,” Anna muttered. “Be careful. Please bring him home.”

“I’m going to do everything I can, I promise,” you lifted your hand to the screen. “I’m leaving in a few hours. I’ll get to Yorktown in about three weeks’ time. The channels might very well be open by then. You might even hear from him before me.”

“I hope so,” Anna said, laying a hand on her husband’s shuddering shoulder.

“Just hold out hope, alright? He’s a tough kid,” you said.

Anna just nodded and you tapped the screen ending the call.

You straightened up and smoothed your trousers. Packing. You needed to pack.

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