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hello!!!!
just here to say to say that ur works give me the best sadness ever like nose sore, tears welling up but in such a tender n nostalgic way that i wanna sit here n read ur pieces forever. i only found u cause i wanted some good ol’ poly stsg fluff n i was saur happy when i saw the sashisu piece as well!!! im currently on the quest to binge everything so im sorry about the spam likes n reblogs but ARGH! THE FEELS!!!! the way u write all the characters so tender n soft n it goes straight to my heart 🫶🫶🫶
in conclusion, heart is warm, tummy has butterflies, eyes r lowkey swollen, n there’s a smile on my face! thank u so much!!!!
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🥺🥺🥺 HIIIIIII ALLY !!!!!!! i was just about to thank you for your tags on the sashisu fic and then i saw this….. you’re suchhhh an angel i’m gonna WEEP
FIRST OF ALLL never apologize for spam liking or rbing !!!! it makes me so happy !!!!!! T_T knowing that anyone would binge my fics is like . genuinely the best feeling ever i appreciate you soso much.. i’m so happy they could warm your heart!! 🥺 sorry about the tears though . sending satoru and suguru to wipe them away asap !!!!! hang in there!!!!!!!!
AND AND !!!!!! if you like poly stsg fics then you’re in luck :33 cause i’m planning to write another one soon!!!! just . self-indulgent …. hurt/comfort……. because i like the idea of the jjk blorbos tending to their burnt out readers……… BUTTT i hope you’ll enjoy that one whenever i post it 🥺 just gonna leave a snippet under the cut in case you’re interested….!!!!!
silently, tenderly, suguru treats the nosebleed. you’re pliant and defeated, too tired to resist, letting him hold your jaw like it’s made out of porcelain, gently dab the cotton ball around your nose. as soon as he’s pulling away, you fall back on the mattress behind you — turning on your side so that you aren’t facing them.
”fine,” you hiss, so low they barely hear it. ”fine.”
quietly, you cradle a pillow to your chest. hiding away. sensing their heavy gazes, digging softly into your back; the weight of their insistent worry.
the two men share a look.
satoru is the first to act. moving closer, slow and tentative, leaning over the mattress to ruffle your hair. you just barely resist the urge to swat his hand away, still frustrated and ashamed… but he’s being a lot more gentle than usual. so you let his big palm run over the expanse of your head, almost delicately, without complaint. trying not to melt at the feeling.
then he’s walking out of the room. nudging suguru’s shoulder, in passing, shooting him a glance that he interprets perfectly —
take care of them, okay?
……. i just want them to coddle me 😵💫
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Gentle Lights Ch) 1
I have clawed my way back from the depths of Hell, reborn and with fics in hand.
TW: Death/ Description of death. and some angst...
Inspired by some amazing works from @shanas-baby @droopycoquette and @zeezeecave
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Pain. It was all consuming, blinding, paralyzing pain. The wailing figure above her blurred in and out of focus. Yet Izogie could recognize her. Yet her thoughts were rushing at impossible speeds. This was death. She was dying.
What should she say? What could she say? A million emotions ripped at her heart and she was running out of time. The darkness was already creeping into her vision.
“Nawi…Y-you move l-like a ssloth…” Izogie gurgled before she succumbed to the darkness…
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Time is an odd thing. Sometimes, if one is unlucky enough, its true twisted and warped nature is revealed. Izogie seemed caught adrift in one such limbo. Darkness that spiraled forever and a gentle rhythmic pulsing were her only company.
A stagnant calm, heavy and static weighed at the warrior’s limbs as Izogie floated in the vast nothingness. Yet something nagged at the back of her mind. Something important. Her mind insisted and made her vaguely aware that somewhere in this odd space, pain thrummed from a distant unknown source.
It annoyed and unnerved her.
“Where was it coming from?”
Occasionally in the static, sounds would slip through the veil of darkness. They warbled and bounced through the cavernous void and Izogie would puzzle over them. At even rarer times light would rip through limbo in thin slices.
Visions would flash in Izogie’s sensitive eyes. A twisted pile of broken bodies, a bloody hand, a sandy shore. None of it made sense and all the while, something somewhere was in pain.
“Where was it coming from?”
With little else to occupy her time the warrior often turned to her thoughts. So this was death? It was more underwhelming than she’d thought. Disappointing even. Despite the numbing calmness, Izogie felt strangely bitter about the thought. And try as she might, she couldn’t help but worry. Had Nawi been captured again? Had she failed that girl yet again? That made the warrior angry. Her… blood? Boiled at the very thought.
thump…
What kind of a mentor was she? To let down a sister, her sister, and abandon her… Guilt tore through Izogie, fueling her rage.
thump… thump…
How weak of her… Nanisca would be disappointed in her, if she weren’t already!
thump…
Thump… Thump…
Rage, guilt, sorrow, and pure stubbornness lit a fire deep in Izogie’s heart. The darkness seemed to shake and warp. The illusion of stagnant comfort was broken. In its place was a murky unease.
She shouldn’t be here…
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Oh I just found out Almería is the first team to officially drop to Segundo? It's party time then every tongue that raises against Gavi shall fall 😁😁😁
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ngl i’ll support lando podiums if he keeps breaking maks’s trophies
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> i try telling my colleagues that i can't do the streetwork when it's this hot due to feeling like i'm dying
> i tell them i need accommodations and ask to take on tasks that i can do in the office because i don't want to further damage my health
> they cut me off saying i HAVE to do streetwork and that i should drink more water
> i call in sick for the whole week
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So I saw Dune Part 2 yesterday and I was initially super crushed because of the deviation from book canon but the more I think about it the more I sorta like it…
So without further ado here’s a list of stuff I liked about Dune Part 2:
- all the scenes initially of Paul growing closer to the Fremen. You can clearly see that they become friends, accept him as a Feydakin, that they’re laughing, joking, hanging out. (And contrast that to the end of the movie, where Paul has no more Fremen friends, only followers. In the book, this is echoed, where Paul recognizes that he has lost his friends to the Muad’Dib religion. Take book Stilgar, who truly embodies this… by the end of the book, Paul says: “I have seen a friend [Stilgar] become a worshipper.”
- giving Chani explicit rejection of Paul’s messiah status was an interesting choice. Chani’s main thought over part 2 is that they don’t need religion to save them, that through Fremen power and desert power, the Fremen can save themselves. She recognizes that this fanatical worship can be a vehicle to control and enslave her people, and I sorta wish we saw Paul lean into that more… that they found a way to stay together and ‘fight’ the prophecy together based on Chani’s ideals…
- also, I love how engrained this rejection of religion and prophecy is in her character. Book Chani takes no issue with her Fremen name, Sihaya (desert spring), but movie Chani hates it “because it’s part of some prophecy.” Later, we see that despite her rejection of prophecy and religion, that the prophecy does indeed come to pass— the tears of desert spring save Him aka, Chani saving Paul after he drinks The Water of Life. (Interesting how Jessica has to force Chani to save Paul using the Voice… another example of Jessica explicitly forcing Paul to become the messiah).
- adding more depth to Fremen culture— the South being the more religious fundamentalist tribes vs the North being more secular. Early on, the movie paints this immediate divide between the tribes of Fremen who accept Paul and Jessica versus those who treat them as offworlders (who murdered Jamis). In the books everyone accepts Paul and Jessica after Paul bests Jamis and Jessica quotes some scripture, but I think it makes more logical sense that there’d be friction over these two random offworlders coming in
- I love love loved Paul speaking at the meeting of the Fremen tribe leaders in the South. He fully accepts his messiah status, exercises his power of the Voice + his prescience as a way to command all the Fremen under his name
- I’m a big fan of omitting the two-year time skip, so with that I’m glad Leto II was skipped over entirely. I always felt that Leto II was an unnecessary character addition to the book, especially when he just dies and everyone sort of goes “oh well” and moves on, so I’m glad it’s omitted.
- another interesting choice was to paint Jessica as a straight up villain in comparison to the way her book counterpart was not. The movie Jessica we see here is seemingly corrupted by the Water of Life: she walks around talking to herself (Alia) and scheming Paul’s ascent to Lisan-Al Gaib. She knows about the Holy War, which is the very thing Paul is trying to prevent, yet she expresses no concern about bringing it to fruition. (Probably because Jessica knows it’s impossible to prevent, but still.) The very last line of the movie, where Alia asks Jessica what’s going on and Jessica says “The Holy War has begun” is just total villain in my mind— explicit acceptance of the Holy War, like it’s just another stepping stone in her plan. Plus, the fact that Paul has visions of Jessica leading him into this period of great starvation totally cements her as a villian.
- going off of that, I like that we see Jessica undergoing actual agony when she takes The Water of Life. When book Jessica and Paul take The Water of Life they accept it calmly and without obvious pain (book Jessica was sitting with her eyes closed, as if sleeping), so this physical reaction that Jessica has to the poison adds to the idea that The Water of Life did change her in a negative way.
- I feel like so far we’ve been introduced to Alia as just a weird talking fetus who’s been consorting with Jessica, so Paul’s vision where Alia says “I love you” really strikes home, that she really does care for Paul which we might not have understood otherwise
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