#the traded series

[bitchinbarzal]

see you later, six | r.sandin

summary; sandy’s been traded.

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You were at work when he called. You missed it the first two times.

The third time, your assistant came rushing in with your phone “you’re going to want to take this-“

You looked up from your presentation “Lily, what-“

Your client pulled his phone out “Holy crap! The leafs have traded Sandin to Washington”

Your breath hitched and you snatched the phone out of Lily’s hand, answering the call you knew it was him.

“Ras” You mumbled, sadness clearly evident in your voice.

“Hi Käresta” he has clearly been crying.

“Baby I’m at work, what is going on?”

He sighs “They’ve traded me, Washington”

You clench your eyes shut and whisper “Okay… ok, right we will deal with this when I’ve finished this meeting. I’ll be finished in half of an hour”

“They want me on a flight tonight. I’ll need to go home and pack”

“I will meet you there, just pack your stuff” he mumbles an agreement and you hang up, turning back to your clients.

“I apologise for the interruption there-“

The man, the one who had pulled out his phone smiles softly “Sweetheart, go home”

You shake your head “No, it’s okay-“

He stands “I think you’re needed at home more than you’re needed here right now” you smiled gratefully, picking up your bag.

“Thank you, please speak to Lily and we will reschedule”

“Please pass along our congratulations to Mr Sandin on the new team. We’re big leafs fans, he will be missed” You give a tight lipped smile and leave.

Your entire ride home, your knee is shaking with anxiety. Entering the apartment, you can hear him hauling stuff around.

“Ras, I’m home!”

The clattering stopped “I’m in the bedroom!”

You appear in the doorway, leaning on it and staring at him.

He can see the tears in your eyes, even behind the smile “Älskling, please don’t cry…”

You give a watery smile, stepping off the doorframe and hugging him “I’m so proud of you Ras”

His fingers tangle in your hair “I love you, so much”

You sniffle, wiping your nose on the back of your hand before you head to the closet. You begin pulling stray clothes and folding them, placing them in his suitcase.

Your folding becomes more aggressive, Rasmus reaches out and stops you “Baby…”

The hoodie in your hand falls to the floor and you sob “This isn’t fair!”

“I know, my love”

“It’s not fair, Ras!”

He doesn’t respond, he knows there isn’t anything he can say to make this better.

When he has his suitcases packed and next to the door you’re lingering around, you’d made something to eat in order to consume your time.

“Babe, I’m leaving soon”

You nod, waltzing towards where he stood. Your jaw clenched as you tried not to cry again.

“Don’t cry”

“I won’t” You mumbled, wrapping your arms around his neck.

“I love you, so much” he kisses your lips over and over again, erupting giggles from you.

“I will be with you in a week” you mumble against his lips “Packing up our lives and headed to the evergreen state… what are we gonna do without bagged milk?” You joke.

“I’m sure we’ll survive” he smirks, then his phone rings.

You look at him “Your ride?”

“Yeah…”

He leans down and kisses you one last time “I’ll see you in a week”

“You go out there and show Washington what they’ve got, okay?” You say, tears lingering once again.

“Okay”

You help him down to the car with his bag, holding the door as he gets in and shutting it behind him.

You stand on the sidewalk watching as the car pulls away. The car disappeared around the corner and you still stood there just staring down the street.

“fucking Washington”

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[rooksunday]

thinking about fox getting his first poll card after the vode get citizenship. the guard scattered after sithsplosion day, but he and a score or so that were functionally useless without each other, like nervous space greyhounds with military training, all ended up bundled together on some planet in the mid rim.

he’s been working on a book about his years at the senate. no one knows about it aside from thorn, who has been checking his basic, and advising him where he needs to wind the reveals back a little because libel. the rest of the time he does payroll for a number of small businesses, picking and choosing his hours, and delighting in sending invoices for his business: the shiny security fund, he’s called it, to continue the tradition in a more official manner.

(when they’d been on triple zero, the fund had been for rations. blankets. bacta. they’d conned credits from tourists and stolen them from senators and turned those credits into hope for the poor bastards shipped to the city that ate shinies before they could ever earn paint. these days, the fund was for whatever his guard wanted. aside from a pony. fox couldn’t figure out where hound would keep the pony.)

the book had been born from two lists. one was the blackmail and gossip the guard had collected during their stint on coruscant; that was where thorn needed to check for dangers, but since most of those senators had died in sith-related incidents, or had been jailed when the media got hold of their dealings, all fox was doing was providing context.

the other part of the book was fox’s List. thire sometimes called it a manifesto, because he had been studying for his degree and liked to show off occasionally. the list was a suggestion of changes to the republic, some small, some large. it was a silly fancy of fox’s, as the whole book was, but if he couldn’t indulge himself in his own karkin’ book then they might as well have punted him off the high levels back on coruscant.

yet for all that he’d settled—and paid taxes, even—fox hadn’t felt part of the citizenship of the planet. then the poll card had arrived. and suddenly he mattered in a tangible way. just like the bothan baker next door did. just like the twi’lek downstairs, the one with the noisy kriffin’ speeder, did.

thorn found fox in the kitchen, still staring at the scrap of card. he rapped his knuckles on the doorframe.

“you okay there, chief?” he asked. he’d been trying out alternatives to ‘sir’. “noise complaint again?”

fox shook his head. he didn’t look up. “voting thing. there’s an election.”

“oh! yeah, we got ours yesterday. are you— what’s that face you’re making. i don’t think i like it.”

fox raised his head and gleamed his smile at thorn, who backed away slightly, one hand drifting to where a blaster once hung. fox’s eyes felt very wide. he jabbed the poll card like a vibroknife.

“do you know what this means?”

“democracy comes in two postal batches?”

“no! well, yes, apparently, and that’s inefficient, but— no!” fox jabbed the card again. “this means i am a citizen and i am about to make that a senator’s problem. where’s my manifes— list, thorn? it’s time for an update.”

[waddles-ex-machina]

btw I truly love how the merman episode is the only time that Hilda finds a weird creature and just fucking hates him. just does not sympathise with or try to help him at all. usually there's a point in these where she realises she did something wrong or decides the lil guy has a good reason for what they're doing but no. like all through this show I thought we were watching Hilda befriend creatures bc she’s so innately empathetic and forgiving and will go to any lengths to do right by her weird lil critter friends but actually the whole time it’s been this

[turtleblogatlast]

Something I love about Leo is that, canonically, he IS capable of cooking, he’s just completely incapable of using a toaster. He’s banned from the kitchen not out of an inability to make edible food, but because being within six feet of a toaster causes the poor appliance to spontaneously combust.

[atomic-chronoscaph]

Voyage to the Bottom of the Sea trading cards wax pack (1964)

[ghostbny]

Bernadetteee you are my libertyyy

[alpinelogy]

Happy 23rd birthday Oscar Piastri

[thecatspasta]

Twig on mspaint 👍

[cryscendo]

the ABCs of KEH: F IS FOR… FASHION

Every moment in your life is an opportunity for fashion. (insp)

[tastycitrus]

there's an alternate timeline where the new 52 reboot kept all three batgirls but retconned all the robins except for dick, who went back to being robin with nightwing banned from being mentioned at all

[morganhopesmith1996]

Batou & Major Motoko Kusanagi by Shirow Masamune

[asterwild]

There are three species commonly known as giant African land snails -- Lissachatina fulica, Achatina achatina, and Archachatina marginata. Although some popular photos of them online make them appear even larger than life, their title of "giant" is well-earned. All three regularly reach 7-8 inches in length, and larger specimens have been documented.

[revolver-d]

and here's my end of the art trade with @su-revived!

I almost feel bad I'm just doing a one page of action shots XD

Thank you @lucyjung for a great comic and thank you my @su-revived team for the art trade!

[hermitcraftx]

The problem with a lot of traffic life interpretations in my opinion is they don't understand character foils or don't employ them in their writing. Grian-Martyn and Scar-Ren are genuinely pretty good character foils for a series that is not really scripted or planned out like a book is. I could go on and on about how they parallel each other and the similarities between them. Even the smaller details between the four usually match up

leaving the rant in the tags so I don't have a huge block of text again ueueue

[wwillywonka]

my piece for an art trade with the amazing @turingtestedblog ! <3