#summer mkvies

[awwsha]

Hiiii o//

Do you have any lore for your abyssal seals?

If so, I'd love to hear it :3

Alright, here's a bunch of my in-my-head-lore and some from my posts. Get ready for lore dump because you gave me an excuse.

The Abyssal Seals are a White Scars(Emperor's Children) successor chapter. They are a 2nd founding chapter.

Their company was adopted by Jaghatai Khan during the Horus Heresy. They consider him their dad.

Their homeworld is Juliana's Hope, which I named after the Danish name(Julianehåb) of my hometown on Greenland. It is a very earth like world. Its inhabitants mostly work with some sort of food production/procurement(farmers/hunters, etc.). Its dominant culture is very much based on Greenland Inuit. Which is why the marines have names of both Inuit and mostly Germanic mix.

Juliana's Hope is the 3rd planet of the Seppha System, which also has a forgeworld that the Abyssal Seals have a very close relationship with.

Abyssal Seal recruitment happens during an annual grand festival on the summer solstice. Aspirants and their families spend the entire day participating in various games and forms merriment. At midnight, every aspirant from cities, towns, and villages will stand on the shore by the Abyssal Seals main Monastery Fortress. Under the midnight sun and accompanied by drum dances and singing under the eyes of the Abyssal Seals company that's currently on leave. Those chosen will hear a call from the sea, and they will walk into the shallows where a seal will approach them and they will dance. They are psychically bonded for life. However far away they're from thier homeworld they will have a connnection. No matter how old the marine becomes, their bonded seal will match their age.

This connection also afford them some "benefits," but these are very secret(they don't experience as much resistance moving through water and pressure changes dont affect them as much).

Those who aren't chosen can always try next year. Until they age out of adolescence. There's no gender restrictions on their recruitment. Around 30% of the Abyssal Seals are women or others. Gene-seed rejection is very low. After being chosen, the aspirants do 3 years of implantation and grueling training with chapter veterans before they're given a suit of passed down scout power armor and sent off with one of the 8 battle companies and begin their time as space marine scouts. Their time as scouts is where those that don't live up to expectations are filtered out. Many will call it their worst time of their space marine career.

Those that survive will be presented with a suit of MKVI Corvus Pattern power armor and will earn the privilege to paint their right shoulder pauldron red and will wear their sergeants' honor markings upon it. This is also where they will learn of their origin and who their true gene-father is

The Abyssal Seals operate out of large company fleets. Every season on Juliana's Hope a different company will be present to rearm, pick up new scouts, and otherwise rest up before going. They will also leave a few of the most skilled veteran marines behind for 1st and 10th company who are the veteran companies.

1st company is the company of the elites. Captain Avataq leads the 1st. They are masters of weaponry and tactics. They face the enemy head on and have seldom known defeat.

10th company consists of kill teams. Small scale covert operations, hunting down traitor astartes warbands, some inquisition dirty work. Every kill team is led by a "kill team captain" named so because they are given a ship each. They fall under the command of the 10th Company Captain Malína, who will delegate assignments for them, and as a result, the 10th company fleet is rarely in in one place the same time.

2nd company is led by Chapter Master Gideon they are specialized in the spear tip assault, the decapitating strike.

3rd company is led by Captain Tornaq, who is the oldest non-dreadnaugt marine in service. 3rd company is specialized in defense.

5th company is led by Captain Ujarak and is a jack of all trades company.

6th is the fast attack company led by a yet unnamed and unpainted bike captain.

7th is the siege specialized company.

The rest of the companies are undecided.

In general, the Abyssal Seals temperament is measured and jovial. A core belief of thiers is that, even though they are as augmented as they are, they are still just humans. And preserving their humanity is important. They are encouraged to take up hobbies and pursue interests. They are encouraged to seek out living family and help out when they are on leave. Popular among them is cooking and communal eating. One of the duties of chaplain is that their marines don't go too long without a real meal.

They taught that the pursuit of perfection is folly and that which you cannot perfect, you can master. They are taught to complement their weaknesses with the strengts of their fellow marines.

They don't field any primaris marines because the process of becoming primaris messes with their connection to the seals.(I dont like tacticus power armor, i am a beaky fangirl). It also seems to lessen their humanity and that they dislike just as much.

They were originally called the Lunar Wardens, and they were a dark grayish blue. That was until an event that took place on their home planet around 500 years after their founding. That saw their numbers reduced to mere 189. They call it "The Abyss War," whereafter they changed their name and heraldry.

I think that is all off of the top of my head.

[inmydr3amz]

°⋆｡as sick as it sounds, i loved you first

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✦ synopsis: in which cass sees yo-yoji for the first time in a year

⟡ series: fics inspired by song lyrics

✦ lyric prompt: "you were the best, you were the worst, as sick as it sounds, I love you first, I was a dick, it is what it is, a habit to kick, the age old curse"- I love you, I'm sorry, gracie abrams.

⟡ content warnings: none just angst and comfort!

✦ word count: 3,011

✮⋆ a/n: i see them everywhere all the time time i need these books to be adapted into movies or a show istg. also sorry for weird formatting i dont have a laptop rn so i had to do this on my phone!! ⋆✮

They didn't stop hanging out for any particular reason. It wasn't sudden; there was no fight. They just faded, gradually, when minutes in between messages turned to hours turned to days turned to weeks turned to their last messages without them even realizing. When seeing each other at Terces meetings turned to never at all because Pietro was gone and there were no Midnight Sun updates. When Yo-Yoji backpacked through Europe with his family for a summer and he stopped sending post cards by the third week. When he moved across town just before Freshman Year started and enrolled in a different high school. Like they never knew each other at all.

"—OK, but, objectively—" Cass begins.

"You're using the term 'objective' very loosely and very, very incorrectly here," Max-Ernest says.

"My opinions are always objective," She throws in as an offhand comment before continuing, brushing him off. "Anyways, objectively, Spider-Man is the best superhero."

"Nope. Wrong. It's Ant-Man," Daniel says.

Cass gives him a look. "Of all the superheroes yo choose, you pick Ant-Man?"

"You wouldn't know how cool Ant-Man is; you haven't read all the comics."

"And you have?"

She stumps him. "Well, no—" he stutters, and she laughs.

Cass and Daniel started reading Marvel comic books together after he got her hooked with the latest Spider-Man movie, and even though he's probably read hundreds and she's only read maybe 10, she's adamant that Spider-Man is the all-time best superhero (which he is).

"It's called The Amazing Spider-Man for a reason."

He rolls his eyes. "You can't use the mkvied as an argument if you've literally only seen one."

"Oh, whatever. You know I'm right."

He does. He just wanted to argue because what else are (step) brothers for, right?

"This seems like kind of an unfair argument. You're not even taking DC into account. Batman is awesome," Glob says. They're coming up on their lockers now.

Cass scoffs. "You're automatically wrong if you're trying to compare DC to Marvel."

She and Daniel laugh as Glob angrily rambles about how DC is as good as Marvel and how it's his opinion and it's as valid as hers. She twists her combination into her lock; Max-Ernest distractedly does the same next to her, invested deeply in a book on the history of Mayan civilizations.

"Come on, play nice. What's in it for me?" It comes from down the hallway. She'd recognize that voice anywhere.

She's the first one to react, her head snapping up. A wave of panic washes over her as she sees him. A mad sense of danger hits her—they're strangers now. A stranger she knows everything about. Her chest is tight. Her heart hurts.

"Is that Yo-Yoji?" Her voice is even but her face is almost terrified. It's fight or flight but he's got her uncharacteristically frozen. She leapt into action confronted with lions but loses all sense of reality seeing him again.

Daniel looks up now. "Holy shit, it is! Haven't seen him in, what—?"

"A year," Cass finishes, still staring at Yo-Yoji like she's staring at a car crash. He's got his hands in his pockets as he looks down at a girl, smiling as she talks. His hair is it's natural black again with green angel ring highlights. "Who's that girl with him?" Just as she asks that, he leans down and kisses her. She swallow down the acidic taste of vomit in the back of her throat.

"Looks like his girlfriend," Max-Ernest says, finally putting his book away.

Glob peeks past everyone. "Call him over." He starts waving his hands. "Hey, Yo-Yoji!" he calls.

Yo-Yoji glances up. There's an amused look on his face at first and he waves back. Then his eyes find Cass'. His hand goes limp; his wave slows. He's not even quite sure what he's feeling, or why he's surprised to see her with her friendgroup. They didn't break apart—he broke apart from them.

He says something to his girlfriend and then he's walking towards them. He feels heavy under the weight of Cass' eyes tracking him the whole time. "Hey, guys!" he says. "Hey, Cass." His voice is softer.

She doesn't reply, keeps staring, face tense. He feels lanky and awkward, wipes his clammy hands on his jeans.

"How've you been, Yo-Yoji?" Max-Ernest asks.

"I don't go by 'Yo-Yoji' anymore, actually. It's just 'Yoji'."

Cass rolls her eyes. "Of course you do," she spits. To her, it's like he's turning his back on their past, on who they were. Like saying he's too good for it all now. Maybe that's why he left them.

His chest tightens, his lungs sort of just . . . stop. He feels hollow; she shelled him out.

An uncomfortable silence settles over the moment. It's unbearably loud, like water pressure, or nails on a chalkboard.

He swallows. "So, um . . . how've you—" Cass slams her locker close, her jaw clenched, and pushes past him with enough force he stumbles back. His eyes follow her, watching her leave. He sighs. "I'm not exactly surprised but . . . why is she so pissed at me?"

Daniel shrugs. "No clue."

Yoji looks over at Max-Ernest expectantly. Max-Ernest's face goes red. "What?"

Yoji widens his eyes, making an exasperated face. ". . . Well? Do you know?"

"No?" It comes out as more of a question.

"You're her best friend. You know her better than anyone."

"I've never know why Cass does anything she does. She's just . . . Cass."

★

It gets tired and old very quickly, trying to get her to talk to him. He waits outside her classes, follows her to her locker, begs and pleads and tries to carry conversations and all she does is keep quiet and state right through him. He even sat down at their lunch table with his girlfriend when Glob called him over but she stood and left instantly, and so Daniel followed after her, and Yoji glumly picked at his food, feeling defeated.

Cass is in her bed now, sitting cross-legged. Daniel is spinning in her wheelie chair but he stops pretty quickly because it makes him motion sick. It's 11:00 PM.

"What's with you and Yoji?" he asks, messing with a news article on her wall of horrors.

She makes a face at the lack of the extra "Yo" in his name. "Nothing," She says, maybe more aggressively than she intended.

"Sureeee," he drags out, "that's why you wouldn't talk to him all day, right?"

"It's just—ughhh." She groans and flips back on her bed.

"He hasn't done anything wrong. It wouldn't kill you to be nice, you know. Or, like, normal, at the very least."

"He's been back one day and you're already defending him over me? Your sister?"

He bites back a laugh. "How come I'm only your brother when it's convenient?"

She sees an out now. "'Cause you don't think Spider-Man is the best superhero."

"Don't change the subject." She sighs, rolls her eyes.

Then there's a tap on her window. And another. And another. She sits up. "What the fuck?" She pushes off her bed and walks to her window, pushes it open, leans out. "Ow! she exclaims. A pebble, square in between her eyes, like Goliath.

"Shit, sorry!"

She looks down. It's Yo-Yoji. Her stomach feels unsettled. "Jesus! Stalker, much?"

"Can we talk?" 

"No." She starts to walk away despite Daniel quietly protesting.

"Please, Cass—" His voice cracks and she freezes in her tracks. He takes in a deep breath to regain his composure. "Please, just talk to me."

She comes back to the window, hands on the sill. She drops her head, licks her lip. She can't bring herself to meet his eyes as she says, "Fine. I'll be down." She turns around to walk out her door and finds Daniel smiling ear-to-ear all giddy. She rolls her eyes. "Shut up."

★

A gust of wind hits her as she open the sliding glass door. She tucks herself deep into her sweater and stuffs her hands into her pockets. Yo-Yoji's standing there awkwardly, staring at his feet as he shuffles them.

"What do you want?" she asks. Her face is straight if not tense but her fingernails are digging into her palms in her pockets and her heart is beating so fast.

His head snaps up; there's hope on his face and she has to twist her head away to not let that look affect her.

"To talk."

"You said that already." She's still not looking at him. 

He let's out a heavy sigh, drags his hands down his face. "Cass, please. What did I do that was so wrong? You're the only one that's even mad at me!"

She's tensing up now, and it's building up inside her like a slow drip. Her stomach twists. Her ears are turning red. She crosses her arms and grasps them right. He's still rambling; the anger is still filling her like an overflowing sink.

"You're ignoring like we never knew each other at all—"

"You left!" she finally snaps. Her arms go flailing out and she turns to look at him. "I'm angry because you left! You stopped texting. You went to Europe without saying anything, left two postcards from France and then disappeared. You left! You left me!"

Silence washes over them, wind rustling trees in the background. She's staring through him again and he can't decide if her prefers that or her not looking at him at all.

"You didn't text me either," he says after a few moments.

Silence again.

There are tears welling in her eyes. "Is she your girlfriend?"

His face twists in confusion. "What?"

"That girl you were with. Is she your girlfriend?"

Yo-Yoji chews on the inside of his cheek. "Yes," he breathes.

She rolls her eyes and shakes her head, tongues the inside of her cheek. She scoffs—it's almost a laugh. "What am I even doing here?" It's a whisper, mostly to herself. She begins to turn to leave.

He reaches out and grabs her wrist to stop her. "Cass, don't go. I lost you once, I can't lose you again."

She scoffs. "You didn't lose me." There's almost a sliver of hope on his face. "You left." She rips her hand from his. His face drops. A tear rolls down her cheeks.

He's taking in shaky breaths. His eyes search her face for any inclination as to what she's feeling under her constant cold exterior of anger. "Why do you care so much if Grace is my girlfriend?"

She looks away, moonlight bouncing off her skin in a blue-ish glow as she looks at the trees lining the wall along her backyard. "I don't."

He makes an exasperated face. "Yes, you do! You obviously do! You can't even look at me! We don't see each other for a year and the thing you're all upset about is my girlfriend? That's such bullshit! What, do you just not like her or something? 'Cause that would be totally unfair since you've never even me—"

"You were mine first!" she snaps. She'd chewed on the inside of her cheek so hard she swore she drew blood. It was too much to keep inside anymore. And now it was out, heavy in between them, hanging cold and still like the moon in the inky black sky.

Yo-Yoji stills. Crouches back. Blinks. Breathes. Opens his mouth to speak. Falls short. Cass' heart rattles up her throat; he looks like he's short-circuiting. "What?" he whispers. "I—what? You . . . you liked me?"

She shrugs, shrinking into herself. ". . . Yeah," she says, voice trembling.

His vision is going blurry with tears. "Wh—" He rolls his lips into his mouth. "Why didn't you say anything?"

"And get rejected and ruin our friendship?"

His expression is soft and sad, defeated. ". . . I liked you back."

Her chest hollows out as the ever familiar feeling of nausea twists itself into a dizzying coil in her stomach. Another tears slips as she shakes her head slowly and clenched her jaw. Her eyes are mean, betrayed. "You liked me?!" She means it to come out angry but instead it comes out in trembling, astonished gasps, almost sobs. "How long?"

He smiles sadly. "The three point rule."

She takes in a bitter, shuddering breath. The three point rule. They were 12. "And you didn't say anything?!" she all but yells, voice squeaking.

"I thought you knew!" His voice goes quiet, gentle, unsteady. "I thought you knew, Cass."

He watches pain crods her face before it scrunches up and she dips her head, index finger and thumb spread across her eyes. She let's out a broken sob. He feels compelled to hold her but can't bring himself to even move. She takes in a deep breath and wipes away her tears, looks up at him strongly. "Go home, Yoji."

She's turning around and walking away when he grabs her wrist hard and pulls her back, spinning her back around. "What the—" Her protests are muffled against the pressure of his kiss.

She's stiff for a second from the shock before she's loosening up and melting into him as his hands hold either side of her face tenderly. Her hands lay flat against his chest.

The pull away is slow and delicate. He follows her the entire way and breathes her in before she stumbles back, dazed and lightheaded. He drops his hands awkwardly to his sides and she stuffs her hands back into her pockets. She gulps then laughs. He grins, looking down at her warmly.

"Um . . . it's"—Cass' ears are reddening, stuttered breathless laughing coming in between words—"it's getting late. I should, you know, head back inside . . ."

Yo-Yoji nods. "I'll text you!"

She nods meekly and heads for the door. He watches her leave, doesn't himself until she's back inside and has closed the sliding door, 'til he can't see her anymore.

★

"What's he saying?" Daniel asks excitedly, practically jumping on top of Cass to try and read the texts over her shoulder.

"Ow, get off!" she whisper-yells, rolling over to lay on her back instead of her stomach to get him off her.

It's 1 AM. They're in Daniel's room because he has the cool LED straps running along his floorboards, currently purple.

"He said—hey!" He snatches the phone from her hands and she instantly shoots up. "What the fuck, dude?!"

He ignores her, reading aloud. "'If I'm being honest, I never did get over you. I don't think I ever could.' Oh my god." He looks up at her, mouth agape and eyes wide. "Oh my god. Oh my god! Oh my god?!" he repeats.

She huffs and rolls her eyes, takes her phone back, all with an attitude. But her ears are red and her stomach is fluttering. She chews her lip in concentration as she types her reply. She hits send after editing her message a few times.

"Ok, I said—" Her breath hitches in her throat as Yo-Yoji's response comes in almost instantly. "I can't say it out loud." She sticks her phone out for Daniel to read himself. He leans forward and squints his eyes past the bright light of her phone screen. 

survivor3000: u don't mean that. u go with grace and stuff. u had to meet other girls u liked more.

guitarsamurai: i already broke up with grace. i could never like anyone more than i like you. i never could've seen u coming. i think ure everything ive wanted. i want to be with u cass. like really be with u. i wanna be ur boyfriend. is that ok?

Daniel's wide eyes flicker from the screen to her to the screen to her again. "Oh my god! You're gonna say yes, right?"

★

It's the next day. Cass and Daniel are exhausted. Max-Ernest is going on about the health benefits of a good night's sleep and why they should've gone to bed earlier. They're at their lockers.

"Max-Ernest, we get it!" Cass complains, yawns as she shuts her locker close and presses her head against it.

Max-Ernest makes a face. "I was just trying to tell you that it's really important you sleep well, especially being a survivalist, and—"

She sighs. "I know, Max-Ernest. Thank you, I appreciate it, that's enough now," she says, taking a softer approach. She turns around and gives him a tired smile. "I don't need a lecture. I need, like, speed, or something."

"I need to die," Daniel mutters, resting his head on Cass' shoulder. His eyelids are heavy and he can barely keep his eyes open.

"Do you want some?" Glob offers a sip of his energy drink with way too much sugar and even more caffeine—definitely more than a regular coffee.

Cass scrunches her face in disgust. "I'll pass." Daniel, on the other hand, all but lunges towards it. She rolls her eyes playfully.

"Is this better? It's just iced coffee. No extra anything 'cause I know you wanna avoid weird chemicals and stuff." He looks to her right: it's Yo-Yoji offering her a coffee cup with her name on it. Literally.

"Lifesaver," she mumbles sleepily, taking it and then a sip. Yo-Yoji throws his arm around her shoulder, pulls her into him to kiss her temple.

 Max-Ernest stares wide-eyed and mouth agape. Blinks. "What the fuck."

Cass smirks to herself. "What?"

"When did this happen?!"

"Last night. Long story," Daniel answers, arguing with Glob over the energy drink. Max-Ernest looks even more confused. Yo-Yoji laughs but doesn't say anything, covers it up by taking a sip of his coffee which does have extra sweeteners and artificial flavors because he doesn't care about weird chemicals and stuff.

"Are we really gonna keep pretending we're surprised? They've been a 'will they, won't they?' since middle school," Glob chimes in.

Max-Ernest brushes the comment off. "What is the point of being your best friend if you won't tell me things like this?!"

Cass smiles as he keeps rambling on and on, Yo-Yoji's hand on her shoulder tracing idle circles. Everything feels like it's back to normal.

[katnissevrdeens]

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