#<- i REALLY REALLY need to get them a custom ship name for tagging. one of these days..........

[rsenak]

OTP Vibes Game

hii its been a while but thank you so much for the tag @larkinna !! not sure where i was going but this got out of my hands (cant find proper screenshots of the two of them to save my life so. all drawings i guess)

no clue who has/hasnt done this soo tagging; @space-unicorn-dot, @cj-sin, @pugszler, @xerx, @flowersforthemachines, @sarenraegalpaladin, @rookinthecrownest, @eorzeanflowers, @issilya

Rules: Post some pictures of your OTP and their vibes, some info, and a song that fits their vibe. That's it.

OTP: rookanis / lucanis dellamorte/calien de riva (ive got to get them a ship name one of these days)

dynamic: strangers to friends to would-kill/die-for-each-other to lovers

fate: endgame or a tragedy ? (it can really go either way. or both.)

songs: pierce the veil – sambuka ; the divine zero ; bedless

(and many others but im trying to show restraint. trying)

vibes:

[graylinesspam]

Operator/Drifter headcannon bc I saw someone else do it and now I have to.

Lets start with the name thing.

Operator doesn't even remember their name. Everything before the Zaramin is a fuckin blur. Memeories even of their family are basically non-existant and the ones they do have they dont want to dwell on. They see no real reason to have a name outside of a way to be refered to and are pretty content with whatever nicknames they're given.

Tenno feels more like a professional title. Like they're one of the tenno. Lotus' little helper come to do a job. While Operator is more personal to them seeing as how Ordis gave it to them and they consider Ordis to be a friend.

Operator also doesn't really have a great concept of self in any way. They've been deeply dehumanized for so long that they dont really view themselves as a person. Or perhaps they dont really view anyone as a person. Ordis is as much a person to them as Kahl is. Or Little Duck. Or anyone on the Zaramin. In a way they view almost everyone as equals. Though they dont view almost anyone in high opinion either. The major catagories in their mind is Ally (which implies affection and also responsibility) or Enemy. Or the secret third catagory which is Leader. Lotus and Teshin dominate this catagory though ordis and Umbra are starting to bleed into it as well. As allies whose judgemnt they trust enough to take an order from them.

Another side effect of their dehumanized disposition is that they have little to no concept of identity. Gender is meaningless to them as they're too young to display sex characteristics. They're pretty androgynous. Thier "style" is based on utility and ease. They have no concept of attration. They also have very few opinions on matters that dont concern their work. Its only with the encouragement of the different faction in the system offering them clothes and decore as well as Ordis making space for them to decorate and the various wildlife tag traders offering them floofs that has led to any want to customize their space.

It started with the floofs. Each one was a trophy. And Operator enjoys collecting trophys. So they aquire far too many. A truly absurd amount. And because of their tidy and formal disposition are forced to find a way to neatly arrange them. One case in the orbiter becomes dedicated to floofs from daimos. Another to floofs from earth. The couch starts collecting the really rare floofs. The vaska Kavats, being infected become a priority to hunt and capture and the case containing thier floofs quickly overflows onto the floor in front of it until Operator simply stops trading the tags in. There are various canine floofs nestled around the meditation window and pobber floofs aranged on the table. Velocipod floofs hung on the wall and arranged by color.

The orokin fish go in the fishtank display.

And eventually they decide that yeah, this room could use a paintjob. And that leads to the ship and the equipment and even their frames getting special skins and paintjobs. If you asked the opperator what their favorite color is they probably wouldnt know how to respond. But there is deffinitly a theme going on with their frames. They might have had one a long time ago if the way their features have been customized are anything to go by. Vivid unnatural hair and eyes. But that was so long ago, before the war. They hardly remember.

Operator also doesnt speak much. They can just fine. They dont have difficulty with it. They just dont unless it seems necessary.

As a side effect of centuries of over useing transference pods, as well as lingering damage from void touch and orokin abuse, Operator suffers from muscle and joint problems, Migranes, and fatigue. This doesn't lead them to use transference less but actually to rely on it more. Warframes are of the easiest ways for them to navigate the system. Both physically and because many wont treat them the same if they look like a child. Stasis means their bodies need less maintenance than it would if they were walking around all the time. But it also means they get less maintenance. Which is a form of neglect.

Operator does have a lot of investment in the communities they have allied with. Cetus and Fortuna are very important to them. They feels both responsable for and beholden to those allies and will funnel an inordinate amount of resources into those communities with the goal of illimnating suffering. Kahl's camp, the Necralisk, and the chrysalis less so. If only because they have a lot less need of Operator's help. They're pretty self sustaining.

Though opperator may glean a lot of joy out of their accomplishments, and the defeat of their enemies they arent cruel. Cold sure. But not cruel. Kahl and his very existance proves to operator that there is no truly evil faction. Only enemies. Once any group decides to no longer be an enemy Operator affords them she same neutral respect they offer any sentient. With the exception of the infested which are obviously not really sentient. And are illiminated with efficiency. Operator does not mour their enemies but neither do they bathe in blood.

Operator has a special connection with Umbra. There are many other frames that they enjoy piloting but most other frames have a far lower level of sentience left. They register more as a machine whose identity must be respected in the same way that you respect a lake on earth by not polluting it. Or respect a flower waving in the wind by stepping around it. Its an acknowledgement, an acceptance, care in a lack of cruelty. But not effection. Some though have more personality, maybe a couple memories. Enough personality left to influence Operator's mind and behavior when they pilot them. Not like Umbra. Hes still a man in many ways. Or at least every ounce of anger that one made up a man, cut out and turned to metal. They understand each other on a far deeper level. Umbra and Operator exist separately but move together. Either able to take control. The other only needing to be asked to relinquish it.

Both are quiet. Both broiling with anger and betrayal that may never fully fade. But both looking foreward to a more peaceful existance. Enjoying making their own decisions and choosing which causes to occupy themselves with. The loyalty that they feel to Umbra surpases any other relationship. And they mark themselves with it. Jewelry, bandana, maching colors and outfits. Even the papermache mask that they frequently wear.

Though very adult in their demeanor there is something undeniably childlike about them. From their massive floof collection to the mask or the ventkid comics or the way they curl up in the corners of the ship, under a blanket, tucked into their fluffy companion. When no ones watching, Operator is very childish.

Now Drifter. Drifter is different. They also dont have a name. Not because they cant remember but because they've chosen to leave it behind with their parents. A memory too painful to let anyone else speak it again. Drifter remembers who they were before but they consider that person to be dead. Drifter is generaly more outgoing and much better socialized than Operator. With thoughts and feelings and opinions that they arent afraid to share.

They do have a vegue idea of gender. If only because their body has developed to look more one way than the other. Though they generally dont concern themselves with the concept unless their buying clothing. They present Masculinly with the exception of pretty flower tattoos and soft pretty accesories. Lots of plants and gold and stone in their style.

They're dressed more casually than Operator as well. Less battle armor and more actual fabric. Real leather boots. Fun jewelry. Belts and chains. Funky hair styles. Drifter knows what their top five favorite colors are and what colors they associate with every frame. Drifter collects all the music. Loads up the somacords.

Drifter also took over most of the big decoration jobs. Operator collects things. Posters, floofs, art, toys, noggles. But drifter puts them up around the dormozone. Drifter picked out the furniture and saved up for the bird from duviri. Operator makes sure they the noggles are all equally spaced, and that their master sigils are displayed. But Drifter hangs the posters and sets up the holograms and programs the warframe ladout displays.

Drifter chooses the view out the window and grinds for ayatan sculptures. And bought ordis a body.

Drifter is far more concerned with the void factions than Operator. Concerned with taking care of those still on the Zaramin. Or the sanctum anatomica. Or the Hex. Drifter is also far more concerned with Entrati. Not that operator doesnt care but theyre still wrapped up with lotus and the end of the last war, and rebuilding from it. In many ways Operator is a vet after the war is over and the Drifter is already getting deployed again.

Drifter is also more personable. They have friends. They have rivals. They have a partner. Unlike Operator who views the Drifter as a different person entirely, Drifter sees operator as themself. Their memories are so scrambled like puzzle peices shaken in a paper bag, but theyve seen enough from Operator's mind to just shrug and accept that as their past as well. They share a lot. Not just memories and an apartment. Also frames and friends and a purpose.

Drifter sees them as real as their own past, just occuring congruently.

Drifter likes Umbra, a lot actually, but recognizes the connection he has with Operator and accepts it. No jealousy. After all Operator is them. And they just need him more. Drifter also likes taking the rest of the frames put for a jaunt. Isn't too picky about which ones. Though both of their opinions seem to mostly align on that front.

They have a generaly similar proficiency with weapons though Operator's tends to be nearly identicle to their chosen frames signiture weapons while drifter is all about flashy, high damage, and cool effects. While Operator sticks with efficiency and status effects.

Drifter loves prime weapons and incsrnons.

Drifter is also quite partial to Sun and Moon, though maybe not as much as Operator weirdly. Operator upon discovering Teshin gifted them Dax swords almost fainted with envy. Drifter helped them craft a set as soon as they could. Qnd though Operator can't weild them beacuse of their size. Umbra almost never puts them down.

Drifter encourages Umbra, Operator, and Teshin's general retirement behaviors. Bringing back seeds for their garden. Books for them to read. And tea to drink. Operator often reads to the other two. Drifter encourages Operator to take more and more time away from missions and teshin helps guilt them into staying out of stasis longer. Eating and drinking. And doing simple excersizes.

Operator's favorite allies are Konzu and Hai-luk, while Drifter's are ticker and Bird 3. Hex not withstanding.

Neither really like doing missions on the Zaramin but Drifter does them to study the void and try to learn more about it. Drifter also feels extreme guilt about having Jade as a frame, though justifies it as part of their void/infested research and tries not to think about how pissed stalker would be if he knew.

This is already thought vommit so im gonna have to call it. But i had way more thoughts on this than i thought. Damn.

[shrimshrim4fun]

Random thing I’ve been thinking about is before you and Shalom started to date she would “stalk” interact with you a lot. She’ll note lots of things you like, hobbies, certain things you do everyday, etc. She probably even remember your period cycle before you guys start dating. I love this woman you don’t know how much I do 😭 But I present to you……

Dating Headcanons for Shalom

SFW

-Very dotting person and notes if you’re uncomfortable or anything. You can’t hide your emotions from her. Though her emotions are hard to tell. If you know her well enough you’ll see flicks in her eyes that somewhat can tell her emotions.

-She’s usually the one to drag you to social events and the one to step in front of you and protect you from people talking to you if you’re shy. She’ll usually tease about your shyness when you guys are going home.

-Her biggest ways of showing affection would be words of affirmation and physical touch in general. Her soothing voice is like honey as she holds you close to her. Hands running through your hair as you lay on her lap.

-In return she loves if you do stuff for her. As simple as planning a date or preparing a bath for her. Also gifts are a big thing for both of you. She has a special box dedicated to the gifts you get her. From handmade brackets to jewelry. She keeps them all. She especially loves the ones that she can wear or shaped as flowers….

-She would be very happy if you can keep flowers alive, because she can’t. But do not fret if you both can’t keep them alive she likes to the arts and crafts to make flowers out all sorts of things. She does them on her free time with you as she plays her record player in the background.

-Sometimes she’ll have nightmares about when she entered BR-002 and how got targeted by an Underground hitman which made her fall into a deep coma. Her body would slightly tense up and hug you tighter. She doesn’t say anything but you know that you shouldn’t pull away. You hug her tighter as if trying to give her some comfort as she nuzzles into the crook of your neck.

NSFW

-She is 100% a power bottom so she likes to be in control but still likes to get pleased. You go at the speed she likes and you obey what she tells you to do like a good girl.

-Her fingers are very nimble and slim also long so she can reach deep inside of you and make you cum within minutes.

-Quite big into body worshiping. She lays on the bed like the pillow princess she is as you run your fingers along her body. Moving across every crook and nook. Moving your hands down her curves as you murmur praises to her while make her shiver.

-The sounds she make is like music to your ears. Small moans as you please her boosts your ego a bit too much. So she sometimes will try to cut off her moans a bit or use her hand to block her moans just to make you huff; due to her blocking her beautiful sounds from you.

-Also loves it when she runs her hands through your body. You sudden gasps and sounds as she pry and touch at her spots on your body. Explores your body like it’s some type of puzzle that she will figure out. She’ll hum softly as she runs her fingers over your body.

-Into pet play. Having a custom collar around your neck. It’s red with a light hint of purple to it. It’s somewhat thick with a tag named Shalom on it. On the side is a golden ring which she can clip a collar onto. You’re on your knees between her legs as she tugs the collar up so you look at her.

-Her aftercare is also really nice. A nice bath with some candles on the side. Her record playing spinning as you lay against each other in the warm water. (Usually leads to another round) Likes running her hands through your hair as she murmurs what a good girl you were.

I love this woman so much 😭😭😭😭 I cannot express how much I love. I NEED her. I wasn’t playing during her banner so I’m saving up until she has a rerun (which is proabably gonna be around October) ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ I want to write a self ship with her so bad 😞

[vaspider]

This is the last thing I'm going to post about this. Yes, reblogs are turned off. No, I am not tagging anyone's Tumblr or pointing you towards the people involved: I have them blocked. Do not go bother either one of them.

The Tumblr post I responded to earlier tonight went up before I read the actual response emails, because, well. They were sent while I was AFK, and then the Tumblr post containing Razz's response emails was tagged for me while I was, you know, not working. When I finally got to actually read the emails, I hit this line:

I bought the first heat pack during your sale and it said very explicitly in the emails that you guys would send a random one from your supply, no mention that customers needed to put something else in their cart.

Emphasis mine.

And at the point where someone's just fully making stuff up rather than admitting they fucked up, I'm done. So. In the name of my own sanity, I issued a full refund for this order, and:

Hi Razz,

Since you and your friend decided to take this conversation to Tumblr in the 3 or so hours I was AFK spending time with my partners, I hadn't actually gotten an opportunity to go back and read these emails. The first time I saw them was not in my inbox but idly scrolling Tumblr while petting my dog at 11 PM with your friend's, uh… commentary on them. Your assumption that I was condescending and calling you stupid rather than that I'm autistic and speak very precisely is very interesting, in context, and skipping over me saying 'I'm baffled' and 'I'm genuinely confused' to call that 'I think you're stupid' and all of the other really shitty commentary your friend put on those emails is… well, it's a choice. And at first I thought this must be someone out of pocket and white-knighting for you so I was not going to hold you to account for what they said, but then when I went to go block them, I saw your comments, and your posts, so. Yeah, that's fun and cute.

Anyway, the email absolutely did not "explicitly say" that we would be picking from our stock. What it said was, as follows:

"Emet just spent a week going through our entire stock of fabric, adding all of the new patterns & figuring out which designs must be discontinued since the fabrics can't be ordered anymore. She's got all of the closeout heat & cold packs prepped - ready to fill & ship - and you can get one of the discontinued prints FREE with the purchase of any regular-price heating pad, no code required! When they're gone, they're gone, so don't wait! Order by December 14th for domestic heat & cold pack delivery estimated by 12/24."

This section is followed by a selection of 9 New Heat & Cold Pack Patterns, labeled "New Heat & Cold Pack Patterns," followed by another section marked "Closeout Options!" which had 5 of the then 15-20 Closeout patterns, all labeled with CLOSEOUT at the front of the name.

After this was our legally-required footer with our mailing address and the unsubscribe link.

Nowhere in there does it explicitly say that we will be picking the item for you. In fact, it says "you can get one of the discontinued prints free," which would seem to imply you need to pick something.

I'm not sure why I should have assumed that sending you a screenshot would be something inaccessible to you when you… sent me a screenshot. Nobody said you were incompetent. Nobody said you were stupid. Nobody said blind people can't take screenshots. I mean, you took a screenshot of the email that you said explicitly said something it does not at all say, so clearly you personally can take a screenshot, and find that to be a useful tool in communicating. Why would I have thought that responding in kind would be something inaccessible to you? I haven't a clue, but what I do know is that my wife just walked downstairs after her full sleep cycle and said, "Is this still that person?" so … yeah.

I've refunded this order & closed your customer account. It's genuinely worth it to me at this point to lose the money so I never again have to deal with a person who chooses to try to tell me falsehoods about the content of an email that I just told you that I wrote. No further responses will be received by any of our staff.

Spider

I’m not going to waste more time reading paragraphs of you insulting me over not understanding your esoteric definition of closeout and deciding that a blind person can’t be blind if they can take a screenshot. I had a simple question, I practically resolved it myself, and between my first email and the next you leapt to conclusions and treated me like dirt for the crime of not having access to information you never provided in am accessible way.  I choose to speak with a trusted friend over the situation the same way you would speak to your own partners. it was up to them what they did with your own words. Whatever fallout comes of this is on you. I’ve made sure the blind community is aware of your discrimination and as far as I’m concerned that’s the end of this. I hope your shipping costs I never even asked about were worth the income you've lost from me and my extended community since that tiny amount of money appears to be all you care about. 

Razz T. 

Razz,

Go away.

[gayautisticraccoon]

Get to know me!

Tagged by the beautiful @clawbehavior and @mayykit (lowkey forgot about this so it took me a while :P)

1. What's the origin of your username?

This one is pretty straight forward I think xD

2. OTPs and ship names!

Gahan - Kim Gaon/Kang Yohan

KangJae - Baek Kanghyuk/Yang Jae-Won

I have some others that I really like but I'm not active in the fandoms much anymore so gonna skip those ^^

3. Fav color

This changes almost constantly for me tbh, I can never decide lmao But I really like black and red together

4. Song stuck in my head

Nur Ein Wort - Wir sind Helden

5. Weirdest habit/trait

Not sure about this one actually, I think I have a lot of small habits that probably seem weird to other people xD

6. Hobbies

Most importantly gaming with friends, Discord voice chats with my besties are my safe space. Other than that I really like watching TV shows, reading fanfic and travelling.

7. If you work, what's your profession

I work in retail (end me)

8. If you could have any job, what would you wish for?

Ngl my brain struggles with the idea of having to work just to afford to exist for the rest of my life. I lowkey wish I could just find myself a pretty sugar daddy so I can be a stay at home spouse, make art, do what I love.

9. Something you're good at

Procrastinating. Other than that? Not sure I'm really good at anything lol

10. Something you hate

People who put others down to feel better about themselves. You gotta be one miserable piece of shit to be mean to people for no reason.

11. Something you forget

Literally everything. ESPECIALLY if it's important. I hate it but I will forget anything that isn't constantly on my mind already

12. Your love languages

Small gestures to show that one cares like remembering little details about them, small acts of service, paying attention to them, listening and so on. Also physical touch. I love small casual touches to show affection. Probably doesn't help that I'm severely touch starved lmao

13. Fav movies and TV shows

Somehow I always forget every single movie I love when questions like this come up but I love a lot of movie series. Lord of the Rings, Kingsman, Fast and the Furious. For TV shows, The Devil Judge obviously. But shows like Criminal Minds, The Mentalist, Supernatural, stuff that I watched when I was a teenager, will always hold a special place in my heart

14. Fav food

Lasagna and sushi, I could inhale those things every single day

15. Fav animal

Raccoons C:

16. What was I like as a child?

Very shy and reserved

17. Favorite subject in school

English and Art

18. Least favorite subject

Math

19. Best trait

I feel like this is also a curse at times but I would probably say my kindness. I treat everyone I meet with the same respect and kindness as anyone else. No matter what they look like, if they speak a language I understand or not. I've been told by customers that they love how friendly I was to them. But I feel like it also gets me hurt a lot so there's that.

20. Worst trait

My constant need for reassurance. I am fully aware how irrational it can be at times. Logically I know that my closest friends love me but one slight inconvenience or change in tone and I'll feel like they hate me/are avoiding me or whatever and I absolutely HATE that about me and my stupid brain

21. If you could change any detail of your life, what would it be

Gonna steal this one from you @clawbehavior because it's such a simple but life changing thing. Zero foot pain. I used to think that I just needed to get used to standing all day again after spending all of university sitting at desks. But here I am, one year into working in retail and my feet still hurt like hell at the end of each shift

22. If you could travel in time, who would you want to meet?

I'd visit my grandpa before he died and tell him how much I love him. I'm pretty sure he knew that but I hadn't seen him in like a year when he passed away. He was home alone while my grandma was in hospital when it happened and I just hate that.

I really liked this one, I had a lot of fun answering the questions :3 Tagging anyone who wants to play because I'm not sure who has participated yet so feel free to join in if you see this <3

[novabun-ships]

I got the energy. fuck it I'm gonna write it! (kinda) its not a fic but more like a synopsis on how we first met! also I didn't spell check this so sorry lksjflds

Ship name: We were never strangers || Leo x Kaden

Single tag: ♌;

Nicknames for each other:

Leo calls Kaden: Foxling or Snaps Kaden calls Leo: Pup, sweet boy, menace (depending on the mood lol)

I've taken the liberty of using my past irl job for this ship because it fits and some scenarios from my real life interwoven into my ship!

dividers by saradika-graphics! :3 || pro/comship + doubles + rpf DNI || This is a selfship post about Kaden and Leo this is not an x reader. do not call it as such. Thank you.

So some of you may or may not know that this guy works at his families pizzeria!

I just so happen to work nights at a pizzeria just down the way... the one more central to downtown and surrounded by bars- yippie (sarcastic confetti pop) I live off of monster energy drinks and Yen+ magazines because it gives me something to do between the dead hours of 9pm till around 1AM when the rushes start.

It feels like time isn't real and I haven't slept in 7yrs, ladies sit on the counters in their short little skirts sometimes with or god forbid without undies on to which I have to remind them to get off the tables and stop flashing their cat around. Frat dudes strolling in complaining to me about why a slice (that's technically 2 and huge) is $3.75 and that I need to personally fix the price. dude I just work here. to girls walking in on a cold november shivering "Can I have free food I'm freezing" No you can have a free exit though, wear a jacket, idiot it's -15. To the too drunk to stand who think our tip jar is a drinking glass and empties their Gatorade into it so we have the fun of fishing our meager loonies and toonies out of a blue sugary pond...

Queue the boss. "Kaden, your coworker is off tomorrow morning I need you to cover day shift" s'cuse me what? sir it's 3AM and we open at 11AM I gotta be here at 9 in the morning are you high? I don't say it I sleepily sigh and remember I need the money even though its shit and nod my head like a good little subordinate.

The next morning I'm dead. Almost as dead as the Pizzeria. It's a Sunday, day shift we hardly get business on weekdays let alone a Sunday after everyone has partied their brains out. I'm flumped over the counter, face first, arms out. I smell like freshly mixed dough (which oddly enough smells like fruit loops...?) I got flour on my apron and my hair is pulled back too tight and I haaate itttt.

Someone comes in and I kinda don't hear.. oops..

Queue Leo...

"Well this is what people like to see when they enter an establishment. Are you even alive?"

I lift my head. "No sir, I am dead inside, what can I get you?" oh no.. he's cute...

He bites back a laugh. "Nothing really, was just checking out the competition"

"Competition?"

"Yeah, doesn't look like much"

"Thank you for that.... you can leave now..."

"No, no, no, not you.. I'm talking about the menu, it looks lifeless..."

Leo looks at me and smirks, telling me I look like I need a nap and I explain that this is what a double shift looks like when you're on both night and day shift and he remarks that's why he's never seen me before.

"Thought this was your first time in here?"

He admits he saw me slung over the counter and wanted to know what was up 'cause he never seen someone do that before and the usual girl who's in here is always so bright and chipper.

I make tired jazz hands and say "yippie" which actually gets a laugh out of him. even cuter..tf?

We start talking... like a lot... without really realizing it, maybe one or two customers have come in but other than that its just been him sitting here, chatting it up. He's funny...he's also sweet.

Once he leaves he said he might pop in on the evening to see me at my "best" and I snort and tell him its still tired me just more bitchy and bratty and he said he's excited to see it (It's where his nickname Snaps came from! because if customers fought with me I could snap back real quick with a witty remark, no I didn't care if I got in shit they knew that I knew they needed me lmao)

I think nothing of it and just assume it was a one off but... he keeps coming back... he knows now its dead from 9PM till rush.. he'll order something to appease my manager who works with me on nights but he'll stay and chat with me. Sometimes he is already there before I get there, standing outside... sometimes he's there with a large coffee

"It's better than that energy drink crap, drink somethin' a little better...okay so 's not much better but you won't crash as hard." he'd get this shy look on his face that honesty... was adorable.. not that I'd admit it though "I uh, I also bought you food, real food, non greasy pizza food--"

It became some what of a routine and eventually he did ask me if I'm free sometime if we could hang out.

From that moment onward Leo and I have been inseparable.

He even helped me get out of that shitty job!

[seaside-lovers]

🩸 Hank & Kit ⛓️

picrew credit

Ship name/tag: 🩸 my most wanted

Anniversary: February 10, 2022

F/O source: Madness Combat/MADNESS: Project Nexus

My backstory: I'm a grunt who never ends up aligning myself with any particular faction, so I live on the outskirts of Nexus City, scavenging things I need to survive and selling what I don't need to make some coin. Two of my regular customers happen to be Sanford and Deimos, who drop by every once in a while to peruse my wares. Unfortunately, due to my association with them, my base gets raided by the A.A.H.W. and cleaned out, leaving me with nothing but the clothes on my back.

I'm able to offer up some of my skills (scavenging, basic medical care, one-on-one fighting) to S.Q. in exchange for shelter and food. I start working primarily as 2BDamned's right hand man, helping deliver orders as needed and gathering useful supplies, along with any other odd jobs that help open up his schedule.

How we meet: I happen to meet Hank when he tromps in, pushing past me and holding out his nearly severed arm to 2BDamned, asking for help. 2BDamned has me assist him in repairing Hank’s injury, figuring it would be useful for me to see how medical repair is done. I happen to give Hank a quick greeting during this moment.

First impressions: Hank's an asshole, and that fits my first impression of him. He's rude and doesn't really care about anyone but himself. While this does slowly get "better" over time, Hank's concern for no one else makes me dislike him initially, though I find him physically attractive.

Hank just views me as another tool of S.Q.; someone who can provide him with weaponry and other supplies as needed. He doesn't feel any particular way toward me.

Getting closer: I work on my fighting skills with Sanford and Deimos, becoming better at using guns as well as fighting with other weapons, learning to turn the battle my way when my opponent is significantly bigger than me. This leads me to eventually joining both them and Hank on missions instead of just staying back at the base.

Hank and I very slowly begin to develop a friendship this way. While we are technically acquaintances, it takes awhile for our relationship to develop into a close friendship due to how little he communicates with others. While I thought for awhile that Hank didn't like me, I later discovered that outside of battle where his confidence and prowess shines, he's really awkward and kind of shy. Both of us being autistic and not great at starting conversations means it takes time for us to truly become comfortable around each other and our relationship to evolve into truly being friends, though we start to connect more when we discover our shared interest of animals (especially cats).

During this time as well, my physical attraction slowly develops into a crush as I get to know Hank better. He is very coarse in his language and general attitude but slowly begins to show a more protective side toward me as we get closer (and toward Sanford and Deimos, too, as they work toward repairing their relationship).

Beginning our relationship: Hank finally accepted that he had a crush on me quite awhile after he had met me - romantic love is not something he's really experienced before, so he ends up talking to his most trusted friend, 2BDamned, about it, since Doc has a romantic partner (Jenn). Doc gives him some good advice - be open about it to me but don't force it if I don't reciprocate his feelings.

With Valentine's Day coming up, Hank approaches me with a small, handmade card and admits that he's pretty terrible with relationships and has no clue if he'll even be a good partner, but he wanted to start dating me if I was interested.

I end up reciprocating his feelings and we start officially "dating" on that day.

Ship trope(s): Battle Couple, Headbutt of Love

Aesthetics: Weaponry, birds (especially vultures), fences

Our song(s): "I Was Made For Lovin' You" by Kiss, "Antimatter" by Silent Planet

Favorite forms of affection: Hank's prosthetic/metal jaw means he can't kiss properly, but I don't care too much for kissing, so I don't mind at all. We find that our favorite way to show affection is by touching our foreheads together; usually I'll give him a kiss as well. Hank also likes to nuzzle me.

Hank adores hugs as well, and I enjoy being squeezed tightly, so he'll sometimes give me hugs as well (usually in private; he's not super comfortable with PDA).

Favorite kind of date: We don't often have a lot of down time (and Hank prefers to do something productive) but we like spending time together by drawing. It's fun and relaxing; plus, a good way for us to bond as we share our doodles and even sometimes collaborate.

Ways we comfort one another: Hank likes to get out any negative energy/feelings via physical activity, so I like to spar with him when he's feeling upset in any way.

Hank likes to bring me trinkets when I'm upset - something shiny, rocks, feathers, whatever he can find that I might like. It's a nice pick me up when I'm feeling down.

What we love most about each other: Hank admires me pursuing him. He's used to people not wanting to get to know him (and he can't really blame them), so when I actively start pursuing him as a friend (and later work on improving our romantic relationship), he really likes that.

I love Hank's willingness to compromise. He's initially not someone who really cares about me much but as our friendship grows, he becomes protective. Like, really protective. It's something I end up discussing with him because while I don't mind him basically being a guard dog/appreciate his care, I want to be able to go out and explore without him being over my shoulder. His willingness to listen to me and change is something I really love, and I try to do the same for him.

F/O headcanons:

He age regresses when he is stressed/angry

Hank is autistic; his special interests are kitchen appliances and cats

He primarily uses sign language to communicate; especially after getting his prosthetic jaw, he finds it painful to speak so sign language is much easier

[garymerlow]

Get To Know Your Mutuals

Pretending I was tagged by @starrybouquet cause I need the distraction and I love answering questions about myself in a non-therapy setting, LOL

What’s the origin of your blog title?

It’s a line from Mark Owen’s song “Come Back”, which has been speaking to me lately. (Actually, I think if I’d heard it in any of the time since it came out, it would’ve spoken to me the whole time, but that’s neither here nor there)

OTP(s) + Shipnames

Too damn many to name, seriously! I’m a bit of an equal opportunity shipper, it’d be easier to get a list of pairings I don’t ship. Sorry if that’s a bit of a cop out.

Favorite Color

Yellow 💛 , though I love red/black/white/gold together in any combo. Light blue also really speaks to me as well. I just love colors…

Song Stuck In Your Head

Hard to have a song stuck when I’m listening to music right now. What’s playing is U2’s “Crumbs From Your Table”.

Weirdest Habit/Trait

Can’t talk too much about eyeball stuff or even really look into someone’s eyes in person without my eyes watering aggressively. It’s fucking embarrassing as hell and has lead to a fair few awkward moments.

Hobbies?

Not even sure I’ve got a lot of what constitutes as ‘hobbies’ right now? I guess my occasional photo editing and rare bead bracelet making would suffice, though the bracelets especially have been solely for myself.

If you work, what’s your profession?

I sort clothes at a thrift store, pretty much. It’s a lot more physical labor than you’d expect, but I get to listen to music or podcasts or fic all day long, and I rarely have to face customers, so I’m pretty happy there even if it feels like I don’t exist in the eyes of my coworkers 95% of the time.

If you could have any job you wish, what would it be?

The dream jobs that always cycle back regardless of impossibility are: special education teacher, music journalist, drummer/bassist/singer in a band though not all at once, and fashion designer…what lofty dreams I have, huh?

Something you’re good at?

I pride myself at being a good listening ear, if nothing else. I’m also pretty good at identifying 80s hits, but that’s not helpful unless it’s trivia night.

Something you hate?

The complexity of romance/friendship/sex.

Something you collect?

What don’t I collect LOL? I’ll just say pins/buttons.

Something you forget?

I apparently forget people’s birthdays…so sorry about that!

What’s your love language?

Shared experiences, always. Call it a side effect of my lifelong loneliness, but I cherish experiences with people I hold dear.

Favorite Movie/Show?

Favorite movie is Ocean’s 11, favorite show is 21 Jump Street :^)

Favorite Food?

Red beans and rice first and foremost…but beyond that I’m pretty basic and just love peel and eat shrimp.

Favorite Animal?

River otters! Or platypi!

What were you like as a child?

I’m probably not the one to ask about this if I’m honest haha…I was dealing with not properly diagnosed autism and social issues stemming from not talking until I was 4.5 yrs old. I used to chase boys on the playground and threaten to kiss them if I caught them (I never did but once) because I thought being boy crazy was something everyone did but I went too far with it. I was obsessed with dogs and cats, obsessed over cartoons and animation history, listened to oldies music from the 60s-80s while my peers were obsessed with Disney Channel music and hip-hop…I was a bit of a bookworm but not in the way other neurodivergent kids were to my knowledge. I had noise sensitivity issues that made social situations in large crowds REALLY tough. I’ve been told I was caring towards classmates who didn’t have a voice when I was able to lend that support. I wanted to be friends with everyone even if I wasn’t good at keeping them. Besides the constant company of my older sister, my childhood was pretty lonely on the whole.

Favorite subject at school?

Anything with computers, then history/social studies, then English. Could take or leave everything else.

Least favorite subject?

Math, but turns out it’s probably because I have the math form of dyslexia (along with ACTUAL dyslexia lol)

What’s your best character trait?

I…I don’t know. You should REALLY be asking my mutuals about that, I can’t come up with anything besides my kindness, I guess?

What’s your worst character trait?

I’m self introspective to the point of obsession, and it kinda leaks out into other factions of my life, especially my self esteem/image.

If you could change any detail of your life right now, what would it be?

I wish I had a more solid support system, but that’s something I should’ve been working on for years. But I think that would change my life/outlook on it more than anything short of systemic social change right now.

If you could travel in time, who would you like to meet?

There’s living people I’d like to meet right now (Robbie Williams and Michael Stipe spring to mind first), but if we’re speaking people who have passed, I’d say I’d either like to meet Michael Hutchence, or I’d like to have one more day with my late grandfather.

Leaving this as an open tag for whomever wishes to do this, I’d love to read your responses!

[steviewashere]

Headcanon Game

Little game I was tagged in by @queenie-ofthe-void which is a fun little thing! Though my Steve headcanons are what got me hate last time, I am willing to do this. (Because it's fun and not that serious). So here's a mix of Eddie and Steve headcanons that I've recently drafted up <3

Rules

-> Share 5 - 10 headcanons about your favorite Stranger Things character or ship

-> Tag the number people for as many headcanons you list (Or don't, no worries! Tagging can be stressful and this should just be for fun!)

@scoops-aboy86 @hotluncheddie @ataliagold @spectrum-spectre @pearynice

@puppy-steve

and anybody else who'd like to do this, I'm leaving it open!

Steve and Eddie headcanons below the cut!

Steve:

When the GameBoy releases in America, he buys one thinking it would be fun to have at his house. Specifically for when people come over to just sit in silence or after a nightmare, it gives them something sort of relaxing to do. However, since Tetris is the only game he could get, Steve gets really involved in it. He’s nearly beaten the game three times. (Robin, Eddie, and Nancy have to hold an intervention for him when he recluses for three days in a row—the entire time spent on Tetris.)

Makes lists all the time. Both for his forgetfulness and out of enjoyment. Will make lists like: grocery lists, prescriptions and times to take them, people’s favorite foods, things people need and would be good for gifts. But also: My favorite books, My favorite basketball players. (Those are ones he makes when he gets especially bored)

The childhood stuffed animal that he still has is a little light brown bear, it’s overly stuffed in the tummy, missing one of its beady eyes, and has been thoroughly cuddled. The fur is worn down and matted. But he still loves the bear after all it’s been through, will get extremely offended if you tell him to get rid of it. The bear’s name is Moon—named at the same time he learned to read Goodnight Moon. (When he was a kid, right before he’d fall asleep, he used to tell his bear: “Goodnight Moon.”His mom thought it was adorable.)

Big pickle enjoyer, but will give his pickles to Eddie, Robin, and Nancy. (He tells them that he actually hates pickles, but they immediately know he’s lying. Eddie went to his house one day to hang out and caught him elbow deep in a jar of pickles.)

Collects stickers, though he’s too afraid to use them on anything. So he keeps them stockpiled in a shoebox under his bed. But, if he sees one in his collection that reminds him of one of his friends, he’ll give them one. (Nancy gets a little Strawberry Shortcake sticker, he saw one of the 1970s Strawberry Shortcake greeting cards in her room one time. Robin receives a Robin sticker, Steve has a Batman sticker to match. Eddie receives a Metallica sticker that Steve picked up in a record store. Dustin gets a Star Wars sticker sheet. Max has a Wonder Woman sticker.)

Eddie:

Kicks ass at NES games. Specifically Castlevania, Donkey Kong, and Final Fantasy. (Loves the Advanced Dungeons & Dragons NES titles when they release in America. And The Bard’s Tale.) (Buys his own NES in 1989 and gets a copy of the Back to the Future game for Steve to play. It sucks ass, but they enjoy themselves anyway.)

He learned to read by being read to. His mom would sit and read Goodnight Moon to him, Runaway Bunny, The Hobbit & The Lord of the Rings, and the Serendipity book series (so self-indulgent. I have a good few of my mom’s Serendipity collection, so I’ve read them. Also, I learned to read by being read to, too.)

He was definitely a theater kid the first three years of his high school experience, but was forced to drop after he failed his first senior year. But, he was able to do a few shows. Played the Cowardly Lion in The Wizard of Oz, Motel in Fiddler on the Roof, and acted in a few student directed one-act plays. Otherwise, if he wasn’t cast, he was doing run crew as part of the tech theater program.

If one of his customers is smoking for the first time, he’ll ask if they have somebody to smoke with. And if they don’t, he’ll offer to sit with them. Just in case they end up having a bad time. He’s a drug dealer, not a monster.

Is a blue grass and country boy at heart, but he won’t show that. Unless he’s around Wayne. That part of him is intimate and exclusive, he’ll only share it with the people who have shown to him that they love and care about him. Why? Because his mom and Wayne are people who like that kind of music, showed it to him, and always had a supportive hand on his shoulders. (Gareth, Jeff, and Freak are the first friends he shares this music with. They don’t judge him for it. Dustin earns that spot, too, after Vecna (like, immediately after).Steve and Robin are the next, they like it, too.)

—————

Can you tell that I learned to read through Goodnight Moon? And that I was a theater kid? And that I used to be addicted to Tetris? AND I used to collect stickers as a kid and keep them in a binder like baseball cards because I was afraid to put them anywhere? Anyway.

[flowersforthemachines]

What about 'Blighted for her' as the the in ref to the quest 'All New, Faded for Her'? Could also make a divorce joke like "Hallas over Crows" or something like that

I was thinking about giving Bellara and Ghilasara some poetic ship name, but it wouldn't eliminate the problem of still needing a name to refer to them in posts (like, calling them something not in the tags, but in the text of the post itself). Plus, if one ship gets a custom name, I should probably commit to doing that for, like... ALL of them... And I'm really not sure if I have it in me to keep it going.

Also, taking this ask as an opportunity to clarify that lucanisara and belasara aren't like. Two mutually exclusive things. There isn't really an idea of Ghilasara leaving Lucanis to be with Bellara, those are two separate dynamics without that kind of direct influence. There may be some bitterness involved (largely dependent on the context), but it isn't a love triangle in a typical sense, she doesn't choose one over the other. They are both Important :)

[pleasantspark]

New Fanfiction Site: WIP

The problem with Modern day Fanfiction Sites really gets me because some of the features are really outdated.

Wattpad: Had pivoted from fanwork to straight up cash cow, it was always for Young Adult Romance rather then FanWork. All of us at a young age have cringy fanfictions on there.

Quotev: Was for Quizzes.

FicWad: Who?

DeviantArt: Degrading in quality

Fanfiction.Net: Home to CSEM Spam, Infighting, Bot Home, now considered a glorified cash cow and the devs/mods had abandoned it to make money off of it.

A03: Arguably the only last beacon of hope in Fanfiction, allows nearly anything/within reason. Hosts Fanfictions and Original Works. With a advanced system but in my honest opinion not enough

Tumblr: Last desperate resort to anyone needing to host a fic.

The only one I still regularly use is A03, and I reluctantly use Fanfiction.Net due to the amount of scams festering over. But A03 nearly doesn't have the features I want. I really want more.

The idea of what I am talking about, which I would love to work together with most people on this, is a customized version of a fanfiction site.

Merging all sorts of stuff like, Fanfiction.Net, A03 and Tumblr!

For starters the tagging system.

We all know Tagging was a huge problem in A03's olden days (see: most tagged fic) but the issue was that, there's so much to be tagged. So here's a outline for a fic you can look for!

Fanfiction Outline/Preview

Name: Placeholder Crossover?: y/n Fandoms: Primary Ships: [insert the main focus of ships] Secondary Ships: [Insert background ships] Rating: G/T/M/E Tags:

Here's that! The Tags sections are broken down into categories too.

Fandom Related Tags: [Blank] is an Asshole, [Blank] Being Blank General Tags: Pregnancy, Gore, Non-Con Additional Tags: Like AUs and the such

There's also little warnings much like the Underage things you see on A03 but...

Dead Dove Do Not Eat - Easily applied to a work that can be offensive, these works are hidden from people who are guests and or have settings within their profiles that prevents them from seeing works with that tag. So people can stop shaming others.

This is the only tag I have.

Profile Preview

So I was thinking about having the profiles be able to be offline or online while also blocking/muting or even privating profiles, or blacklisting people from accounts.

The profiles would be customizable, and you could add friends and get notifications. Combining Quotev's activities you can also put activities so you don't have any need for placeholders. Within your profile's are also a media tab so you can also upload images there. Defeating the purpose for something like books to host them.

Anonymity

If you want to talk about a fic, you can always go anon by clicking a icon. So no need to delete it, but downside is, if you want to delete the comment you have to enter a code.

Blog Posts

Much like how Fanfiction.NET has a community tab like Tumblr, I wanted to have that too!

Other things

would update soon!

[y0d00p]

talk about lillian PLEAAAASE. anything you need to get out i love her

i don't think i really have anything big that i haven't already shared here or on her toyhouse page, but idk how long you've been around or what you know so i'll gather general thoughts!!! i ended up talking about basically her entire backstory lmao!

due to the way her species reproduces lil has 3 biological parents. her mom malaika, her dad andro, and her other dad dodahan. malaika and andro were close longtime friends and lived together with lil acting as her parents but had no romantic relationship; malaika and dodahan were dating. lil is very close with andro and idolized her mom like crazy. dodahan was always good to her but they were never really close

lil spent most of her childhood with andro due to the nature of malaika's work keeping her away from home often, but school problems in her preteens led to her joining malaika on the "road" (space) and being homeschooled by her for a couple years. and then malaika got killed and lil got completely fucked up over it

she fell behind in school during the funk and probably never formally graduated from whatever equivalent to high school they have. she probably started her current career path as like a ship cleaner/detailer, built further skills in that environment and made good connections to get into legit machine work

the job she's passionate about is being an amateur mechanic for personal starships but currently doesn't make as much from it as she should (still new in the game and trying to build a reputation) so she works a day job as an installation technician for bodarobo, a job andro (wfh bodarobo tech support guy) helped her get

a massive high security prison satellite orbits her planet. dodahan was the old warden, but died a short time after malaika was killed. his son (and lil's half brother) gorb runs the place now. gorb and lil don't get along (understatement)

lil's more beloved, honorary "brother" is pidot, the AI of malaika's starship that lil inherited after her death. pidot's manufacturer assigned name is "pilot" and manufacturer assigned gender is female. "pidot" comes from baby lil making a weird pronunciation mistake, and being a boy comes from lil arbitrarily calling him so as a child and giving him an epiphany

lil's best friend aside from pidot is eddie, who she met as a child when malaika rescued him and his sisters from space pirates. nowadays eddie owns a bar that she frequents

years down the line lil has a daughter (lanika) with atch, a friend she met at eddie's. they possibly have twins? and he's raising the other one? idk i've never put a lot of consideration into the idea, i just know the other kid's name would be maia. lil never enters any committed relationship in canon, so the third parent in this situation was probably just some one night stand

her most prized possessions are pidot's ship, a 15 inch tall statue of her favourite kaiju that she spent way too much money on, and probably like a custom glow in the dark dildo based off the same kaiju idk. and her teeth collection. she thinks teeth are sexy and cool and collects them. here's an old doodle of some of her collected teeth

idk how to close this. check out her tag on my rb blog for funnies or her playlist for tunes

[carpisuns]

Hey sorry reddit refugee with a quick question, I dont really identify with the super-fandom side of tumblr. A lot of my feeds get a lot of random like (character)x(character) fanfics and I'm wondering if there are a few common tags i could block to minimize seeing them?

Hey there, welcome to tumblr! Sorry if I tell you something you already know but I think this info is really important for curating your experience here.

While tumblr does have an option for a feed based on an algorithm, I’d say like 90% of users don’t use it. We use the “following” option, which shows only posts from people you follow, in the chronological order they were posted—with no additional posts chosen by an algorithm. If you’re on mobile it looks like this.

I just wanted to make sure you knew about this because if you are not interested in seeing certain kinds of content, I’d say the best way to not see it is to not follow people who post it a lot. Fill your dashboard with content you enjoy by following people who post the kinds of things you like.

That being said, of course no one is gonna share your taste 100% and the people you follow will likely post about things you don’t care about. Blacklisting tags will definitely help with that. People usually tag fandom posts with the fandom name or an abbreviation for it. so for example if you don’t want to see posts about the owl house you could block the tags #the owl house and #toh. (Also, if that’s the case, you should probably unfollow me, since I post about that a lot lol.)

Most shippers use a specific ship name, usually a combo of the two characters’ names, so figure out what it is and block it if you don’t want to see that ship. So for example, #zelink for zelda x link. I think that’s a much more common way of tagging ships here than character x character or character/character.

When you come across a post you don’t like, it might be helpful to check how the reblogged or the op tagged it and then block those specific tags.

If you don’t know how to block tags on mobile:

Tap the person icon on the bottom right of the screen. Then tap the gear icon on the top right. Go to general settings > filtering and add each individual tag you want to block. (On desktop I recommend downloading XKit—it has a lot of helpful customization options.)

There really isn’t a way to guarantee you don’t see any shipping fanfic posts on your dashboard in general, but again, if you don’t want to see that, don’t follow people who post it a lot. And don’t feel bad about unfollowing if you need to. I feel like the culture here is a bit different from something like twitter or Insta because our follower counts are private so they’re less of a focus. I wouldn’t worry too much about someone being offended that you unfollowed. Most people understand that we’re all trying to curate our experience.

Hope this helps! Have fun :)

[absentcaryatid]

Seonghwa's Shared Passion

An ATEEZ fanfic by AbsentCaryatid

The reader makes a new friend at the mall, one just as interested in LEGO and K-pop as the reader.

2.2K words, Content note: all ages, gender neutral reader, no reader romance, lots of LEGO mentions, Seonghwa gets San as a romantic partner and the reader is very happy for them.

~

It was the day a life-changing friendship was to be born, but you could not have known that at the time. The lanky man who stood before you bore a staff tag with the name Seonghwa. You had found yourself in his warm presence due to a chance visit to the mall for a quick lunch. With time to spare afterward, you had chosen to stop over at the adjacent LEGO store to see if the 'Dynamite' BTS set was back in stock.

“Still backordered I'm afraid, and no date set for when it might be available again.” As your face fell, the rather stunning clerk nodded sympathetically. “It was a lucky thing I could get mine before the store opened on the day it dropped, a perk of working here, along with the generous staff discount. I'm in the same boat on my Star Wars Razor Crest set though, so I know the production wait can be difficult. Is there anything else I can show you while you are here?”

Picking your jaw up off the floor after recalling the cost of the Mandalorian ship and how much this guy must really like LEGOs, you managed to resume the conversation. “Thank you, no. I devour the online and print catalogs so I'm pretty familiar with all the sets that interest me.” You turned to leave then spun back with a delighted expression. “Actually, I had forgotten I want to work on a new custom build. I like to recreate music video sets from my favorite K-pop groups. Got a little bit behind in ATEEZ releases and I still have to complete last year's final video.”

Seonghwa followed your train of thought with swiftly delivered knowledge on the level of a dedicated fan. “Oh, 'HALAZIA', that one is great.” He even did a little of the hand choreography on the spot. Not particularly smoothly, but Seonghwa was a store employee and not an idol. With a self-effacing little lick of his lips as he seemed to recall what he was supposed to be doing on the clock, he then enthusiastically asked, “You thinking the wet abandoned mall or the stadium for the scene?”

“Eventually I'll build both, but want to start with the stadium because I like the effigy.”

Seonghwa grinned as he made a beeline for the minifigure accessories. “You are going to need this western hat in black then. Wait, forgive me. If you are familiar with recreating scenes for ATEEZ you probably already have the 'HALA HALA' style hat already.”

“I'm not about to raid my 'Say My Name' or 'Answer' builds on display to get those hats so I have been buying them in bulk online every time they show up in a video. Going to need a lot of yellow pennants from the knights range though, and some more drawbridge chains to repurpose.”

With the store otherwise unoccupied, Seonghwa spent the better part of an hour excitedly talking to you as he assisted in finding the best part matches for your planned LEGO build. He impressed you with his knowledge of the full range of specialized parts, an equal to your own expertise from years of play. It felt good to meet a kindred spirit who liked to go beyond the instructions with a hobby of designing free-form creations.

The surprising shared interest in K-pop also had you warming up to the engaging salesperson. You were charmed as Seonghwa felt comfortable enough to disclose his fantasy of being in the popular six-person group ATEEZ. “I like to imagine the idols in a circle dancing to 'HALAZIA' and there I would be in the center right along with them.” The joy left his face. “You probably think I am silly.”

It was the admission that your daydreams ran like that sometimes too which cemented a mutual affection for each other. You became a regular in his store rather than purchasing online, and together would pore over the Pick-a-Brick catalog on his lunch breaks whenever you were nearby. As much as you loved the conversation, you were concerned he needed time off the subject. “Are you sure you are okay with talking LEGO parts over lunch? That means you’re not really getting away from work.”

Touched by your thoughtfulness, Seonghwa beamed and lightly placed a hand on your shoulder. “This is working on a hobby with a friend. We can call each other friends by now, right?” From that day onward you would meet up outside the store for comfortably platonic meals out or visiting each other's homes. Star Wars content and music videos became a typical reason to find yourselves together when not consulting each other on various LEGO projects.

As he again admired the collection of music video dioramas scattered around your apartment, Seonghwa had been the one to suggest sharing photos of the custom builds online. He was convincing and soon you decided to go for it. Immediately popular, the images made the rounds in both LEGO and K-pop circles. Seonghwa was tickled to discover he was credited as a consultant from the 'HALAZIA' model onward, and the next development had him over the moon.

Your latest one-of-a-kind project depicting the 'Bouncy' flaming saloon set got re-tweeted by the ATEEZ account after Yeosang mentioned in a YouTube live that he had seen the impressive photographs. Seonghwa proudly told everyone in sight at work the next day that he had been in charge of procuring all the lights and the little LEGO goat at minifigure Hongjoong's side.

Getting official recognition from KQ and the members themselves felt amazing, but the high was not to last. Seonghwa had some news about rising in his career, and as a dear friend you should have been happy for him.

Holding your hands as he sat across the dining room table at his place, Seonghwa explained the situation. “I'll still be working with LEGOs, but I'm leaving sales work.”

At first you were excited. “With all your building experience, are you going to be a LEGO Certified Professional like you've talked about? Been thinking about doing that myself. It seems like such a cool job getting the budget to dream up massive sculptures for events.”

Seonghwa did that habitual thing licking his lips again, a sign you had learned to recognize as anxiety. “Actually, I have been putting off telling you this, but the job is in LEGO's global headquarters in Denmark. I'm moving to Billund at the end of the month.”

While you tried to be stoic, you were sure he could tell the reaction was mixed as he shared more details of the promotion. This was no mere desk job Seonghwa had qualified for. To become a master builder for the company was an incredible honor and very competitive, but the cost of losing his presence was hard to take.

Wanting to do something special for your friend before he left, you booked Seonghwa a session at the glamour photography studio a few storefronts down from his shop. The few times you had picked him up after work he had often mused about getting one of the K-pop makeover sessions when walking past the studio. Although he played it off as a joke at the time, you had sensed there was a serious longing there.

When you presented him the certificate for the makeover and portrait package he hugged you the longest he ever had. Once pulled back, “Thank you,” was all he could manage, but there were tears of joy in Seonghwa's eyes that said everything.

True friend that he was, Seonghwa convinced you to share the experience because being silly together was far better than alone. So after a significant amount of coaxing on his part, and a promise of dinner out afterward, the two of you agreed anything goes and put your hair and eyebrows in the hands of the artists.

Grinning at each other through the mirrors at the styling stations, you watched Seonghwa transform. He always had been attractive, but in the hands of professionals he looked like a real idol. Gone were the Angry Bird eyebrows he had regularly joked about, now elegantly shaped. Seonghwa's natural hair color had become a white-blond, and between shading and other makeup effects he had become truly stunning.

While you would love to say your transformation had been as dramatic, Seonghwa seemed to be a perfect canvas in a way you did not, but that was okay. It was still a lot of fun, especially together. You were very glad not to have missed this opportunity. It was probably the last day seeing him in person before taking him to the airport within the week.

Hair and makeup got you halfway into character as idols for the day, but trying on various outfits for the photography session completed it. Shared laughter helped reduce your awkwardness when posing, but it was Seonghwa who really took to modeling. He had always seemed poised, but watching him go through a variety of stances and gestures gave you the feeling of watching a pro at work. It was not only you, the photographer herself commented on it in a way that felt genuine and not just part of the service. The resulting portraits alone and as a duo memorialized the fun day.

Far too soon after that Seonghwa was physically gone from your life with his relocation to Denmark. Thanks to technology you could still build together over video calls at least monthly. It took some trial and error but eventually you learned wearing a microphone helped your voices carry over the sound of rustling plastic bricks. As good as the time together was, you were sorely feeling the loss of fully being together in person. Not just his warm hugs, but there was something about Seonghwa's laughter and smiles that were not fully conveyed online.

On one chat you observed a new decoration in his home, hanging behind your friend as he talked. It was a large poster with a mostly familiar image. The six-member team of ATEEZ had surprisingly grown to eight. Seonghwa and another man had been edited into a shot on the 'HALAZIA' stadium set. The spacing was a little wonky after Seonghwa's new neighbor San had used photo editing skills to flip vibrantly red-haired Wooyoung onto the other side of the lineup leaving room to insert the two new fantasy members, but to Seonghwa it was a prized possession. The poster commemorated not just his dreams and time with you getting the K-pop makeover, but also a growing closeness with San who stood alongside him in the revised image.

Meeting San had been such a boon to Seonghwa. The hesitation originally felt over moving to a new country was eased significantly when he had the great fortune to encounter another fellow K-pop and LEGO enthusiast in his apartment building. Even if the Star Wars collection was not San's favorite, no man was perfect. You had listened eagerly to weeks of Seonghwa's developing crush on his neighbor. While some people might have felt replaced, you knew your friendship was as strong as ever, and if anything, it would be great to know yet another person who shared your passions. The way Seonghwa's face lit up every time he spoke of San left you genuinely happy for him.

When Seonghwa hesitated to ask him out, you finally recommended he have San over for dinner as thanks for easing the transition to the new city. Fortunately, San had a similar level of interest and was able to ask Seonghwa out over the course of the successful evening. You cheered as Seonghwa's giddy texts came in afterward, thanking you profusely for helping him along.

It had been over a year since he had left the mall store when Seonghwa suggested you use some of your vacation time to visit Denmark. It took little convincing before you accepted. You missed your best friend, and also there was the matter of wanting to meet the person who had won Seonghwa's heart. The plane ticket would be expensive, but at his partner San's urging the couple decided you had to stay with them while in the country. Going to the LEGOLAND theme park with the lovebirds was a day you would remember forever, but there was one thing even better.

You had thought the LEGO museum would be the trip highlight. Instead, it was getting a tour of the LEGO headquarters where Seonghwa worked. The whimsical environment changed your life. From that point on you changed your career path from LEGO Serious Play facilitator doing corporate training to any role that would lead to your own employment in Denmark. Excited by your plan, Seonghwa had some suggestions for departments best suited to your skills.

It took time, but being reunited with Seonghwa as his newest neighbor after your own move to Denmark was the best feeling ever. Commuting to LEGO headquarters together and working side by side was a dream come true. Things were just as perfect at home. Just as you were not threatened by San's romantic role in Seonghwa's life, kindhearted San was just as warmly understanding of your deep platonic love for his partner. The three of you three of you remained best friends forever, united by shared interests that had brought you and Seonghwa together in the first place.

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The Girl Who Chased Bugs

Ship: Aniol West & GraveRobber (platonic), Aniol West & Shilo Wallace (platonic)

Word Count: 1397

Summary: Wow, I did not mean for this to get this long but I don't really know how to split it up so bear with me. Aniol and GraveRobber have a chat when they are interrupted by a familiar face. Also this isn't necessarily canon to my ship timeline I just wanted to write Aniol and Shilo interacting. CWs for canon-typical themes, let me know if there's anything else that needs a warning, I'm tired and can't tell. (genuine)

Tag List: @canongf @futurewife

On the shadiest streets in the city, people like the GraveRobber dwelled. Illegal Zydrate dealers and Zydrate addicts, those just trying to get by and those looking to make a quick buck… there was no “middle class,” there hadn’t been one for a long time. There was the bottom of the beer barrel and the corked top of a bottle of champagne. Aniol was about the only person who existed and flowed between that high and low. He whistled a tune that connected him with the GraveRobber as he walked, drawing the eyes of the prostitutes on the corner and their potential customers. It didn’t take long for the pale man with colourful streaks in his greasy hair to materialise out of the darkness, whistling along with Aniol as he took up stride at their side.

“What’s new with you?” He asked as the tune came to an end.

“I was wondering if I could interest you in a job,” Aniol hummed.

“In addition to what I already do?”

“Never mind the Zydrate business, I want to put you in a film.”

GraveRobber slowed to a halt while Aniol managed a few more steps forward before turning to face him.

“I don’t know, pretty bird. Don’t you think that’s a bit risky, putting my mug on the big screen? You’re not trying to put me out of business, are you?”

Aniol stepped toward him, taking his angular face in their hands and examining his features closely. “A little make-up and prosthetics and you’ll be unrecognizable. I promise you, my artists are just as good as surgeons, and of course they’re under a contract that says they can’t say shit about dick unless I say so, so you wouldn’t have to worry about your identity getting out beyond the dressing room.”

The GraveRobber considered this for a moment before the two of them were distracted by the sound of a can bouncing off of the curb. A girl standing anxiously under a streetlight gasped and stepped back, obviously not wanting to be seen.

“What’s a girl like you doing out at this time of night?” Aniol called across the alley.

“Kid? Is that you?” GraveRobber added, curiously familiar. The girl hesitantly skipped across the road to join them.

“I'm sorry, I-I promise I wasn't stalking you, I was following a bug…” She looked around, “I’ve lost it, now…”

“You know this young thing?” Aniol asked, his expression slightly concerned. He lowered his voice, “She's not a customer, is she?”

“No! This is… well, I never did catch your name. But it’s kind of funny… you were chasing a bug the first time we met.”

The girl smiled coyly. “That’s right…” her brow then furrowed. “But you also got me caught.”

“I understand that you aren’t supposed to be out either way, so I’d prefer if you thought of it as me doing you a favour, kid.”

“My name is Shilo.”

Recognition flashed on Aniol’s face, and he could see that it made her nervous. “GraveRobber’s right, you shouldn’t be out.” He crossed his arms. “You’re clearly young and inexperienced, for one. This city’ll eat you alive if you’re not careful.”

She pulled her bag closer to her side, a determined look on her face. “Who’re you to say I’m inexperienced? I’m seventeen, I’m practically an adult.”

“And yet you’re sneaking around like you’re twelve,” GraveRobber quipped, making her face turn pink with embarrassment.

Aniol moved to whisper in his ear, “This is one of my friends’ kids.”

Surprise captured him and he huddled with Aniol in an attempt to talk more privately. “Really?? How do you know?”

“I’ve never seen a picture of her, but how many Shilos do you meet on a given day? She already reminds me of him, too.”

“What are you two murmuring about over there?” Shilo asked. The GraveRobber popped his head up.

“Nothing. Just discussing who should take you home.” He shoved Aniol forward. “How about my friend, here?”

“What? No, I don’t want to go home yet!” She frowned at Aniol. “And don’t I know you from somewhere…?”

It was Aniol’s turn to blush. “I assure you, you don’t,” he answered firmly. Not like my face has been in magazines and on posters and billboards, my trailers on public television screens…

“So you’re saying this complete stranger should take me home?? Doesn’t that seem a little against your ‘protect the child’ M.O.?”

“Yes, well, I trust Aniol very much--”

“Robber.”

“Aniol… oh my God, you’re Aniol West!” Shilo pointed at him while his flush crept into his ears.

“And you are not nearly old enough to be watching my movies.”

“Well I’ve never seen any of them… I just recognized you from one of my magazines. You know Blind Mag?”

Aniol sighed while his friend looked very bemused. “It’s none of your business, kid--”

“Of course he knows Mag,” GraveRobber butt in theatrically, “all good artists know each other.”

This made Shilo’s eyes sparkle. “Can you get me her autograph?”

Aniol frowned. This was far too complicated for his liking, knowing the history interwoven between Nathan, Mag, Marni, and Shilo, though Shilo didn’t know it. He spoke very deliberately, “If you promise me there will be no fuss in going home tonight, I’ll think about it.”

She thought hard about it before nodding in agreement. “Deal. But you have to walk me, and you have to tell me all about being a director.”

GraveRobber snickered at Aniol’s reluctant expression.

“Fine…” He glared at his friend. You ass… and you don’t know the half of it! “GraveRobber, turn around and plug your ears.”

“Why…?”

“Just do it.”

“Fine, fine,” the GraveRobber did as he was told while Aniol stepped closer to Shilo.

“A final condition, your father absolutely cannot see me.”

“Huh??”

“Trust me. I walk you to your house, and then I’m gone. Just be prepared to get inside as quickly as physically possible.”

“Okay…” Shilo studied him for a moment. He wished he knew what she was thinking. He tapped the GraveRobber on the shoulder.

“You can take your hands off your ears, now.”

He turned back to them. “All settled, then?”

“Yes, I’m taking Shilo back home right now. Don’t think you’ve escaped my film proposition, however, I will be finding you again later.”

“You want to put him in a movie??” Shilo asked, giggling.

“What, you don’t think I have the chops?” GraveRobber asked in a jokingly aggressive manner. She continued to laugh, doubling over slightly. It warmed something in his cold, black, Zydrate-slinging heart. Aniol checked his watch.

“C'mon, Shilo. Ciao, Robber.” He pat the GraveRobber's cheek affectionately. He took his hand and kissed their fingers.

“Until I hear your siren’s song once more, Aniol.”

Aniol smiled, then began leading the way out of the alley.

“How do you know where you're going??” Shilo asked, jogging to catch up with him.

“I thought we agreed we would only talk about my career?”

“Yeah, but you're acting weird. And like, a different sort of weird from… what did you call him?” She gestured back down the alley. The GraveRobber had disappeared.

“Robber. Short for GraveRobber. I don't think he remembers his first name. Shilo, there's a lot you don't know… about everything. At this point, I don't think staying inside or sneaking out can help you.”

She was quiet as they walked along the dirty road, their faces lit in a flurry of neons as they passed by signage and under streetlamps. “You know my dad, don't you?” She eventually asked. “How? Were you a patient of his?”

“I won't tell you these things,” Aniol insisted, turning the corner. “Now, either ask me something about movies or please, be quiet.”

Eventually, she did begin asking about Aniol's work, which he patiently explained each process of, from writing to casting to actually filming something. Soon, they appeared at the back end of Shilo and Nathan's home.

“Can you climb the fence?” Aniol asked. Shilo nodded.

“Of course I can, I've been doing this since I was thirteen.”

“Thirteen?!”

“Shhh!!”

“Shilo…” Aniol’s tone was distinctly parental as she began the climb. She looked down at him as she scrabbled up onto her balcony. They shared a long gaze before she slipped inside and drew her curtains. Aniol exhaled and made his way back to his own home. Oh, Nathan…

[thatonefanficwriternooneknows]

Thanks for the clearing up the Exes confusion!

So since they are arcs, do they all wear customized ARC trooper armor?

Also, ship wise, Codex/Cantina, Hex/Kix, Flex/Echo/Fives, Apex/Ponds, and Lex is ace?

As far as looks wise, who of the Exes has the most body mods?

Cant wait to see ur next work! Love it!!

Oooooh! They more or less wear customized ARC armor, but Apex keeps misplacing his kama and Codex just doesn’t like wearing it cause it gets them stuck in the vents sometimes!

And ship-wise, it’s actually Lex/Cantina in a mutually Ace relationship. Codex is also Ace and Aro, Apex is always with Rush and they both tend to crush on Ponds and Windu, Hex is always with Prost and Hetic (in How to Care for Your Corries specifically they are working on adding Kix and Jesse), and for some reason I just really like Flex/Fives/Echo 😂😂😂

As for body mods I’ll have to double check my spread sheet at a later date to be sure but:

Codex: none visible, they have a belly button (where one would be anyway cause clones=no umbilical cord is my fav headcanon) ring that doubles as a tracker and they’re trying to convince Hex to let them get a neural implant. But that’s all~

Apex: has prosthetic forearms similar to Anakin’s but both arms, a prosthetic foot, and a prosthetic hip. He doesn’t like piercings but he did let Hex tag him with one (nsfw) for tracking purposes.

Hex: fully prosthetic arm. He’s also got some (nsfw) piercings. His tracker is also a belly button ring.

Flex: surprisingly intact. They have several piercing holes down the shell of their ears (both) but they lose the jewelry very often. Their nipples are also pierced but they rarely use the jewelry.

Lex: the only one with in tattoos. A flower representing Cantina on their foot, a large back piece (haven’t decided of what yet but it’s for their batch), a vulpex named Foxy on the outside of their ankle, and the Commander Fox Prayer in Mando’a on their forearm. I think I gave them a prosthetic too??

If you want the full list of scars and what not I’ll need my spreadsheet 😂

Thank you for asking <3 hope I answered your questions and I’ll do better about being clearer in the fics!! <3

(Chapter 13 is almost done, my wife is just sick and I ran out of time :( )