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Faces / Changes
Two immortal shapeshifters find each other. Again
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The first time Jaime becomes painfully aware that he is lovely, Kassem wears an unfamiliar face.
It’s not the first time. They’ve stumbled across each other with bodies fresh and impermanent, faces morphed or hidden before and it won’t be the last either. Time has slung them into each other’s orbit uncountable times already. The first time - at what Jaime has heard other, more temporary beings, describe as ‘the dawn of time’ - he’s pretty sure neither of them were much more than formless clouds of heat and potential. If Jamie had figured out how to give himself anything resembling eyes a few millennia before he did, there’s no doubt in his mind that Kassem would have been beautiful, even then.
No, the newness is not anything newsworthy in and of itself and that is not why the realization suddenly carves through his chest like a knife.
Kassem is leaning back on his hands in the shade, his face remade in a cascade of unfamiliar angles, his hands suddenly slender and free of the freckles Jaime spent a week mapping out sometime last century. He would recognize him anywhere.
Jaime puts his hand to the small of some woman's back, parts the sea of people gathered on the square and walks. He knows that Kassem has seen him, knows where this ends and that it still has to begin somewhere. So he stops a couple of meters away from the low table Kassem is sitting at. He wavers on his feet, two women dressed in flowy robes pass between them.
“You look good,” he says and can’t help that there is a breathy, too honest quality to it. Like he’s run miles through the cold, breath stuck in his throat and cheeks flushed. Kass just looks at him, smiles mostly with his eyes. Eyes that, Jaime suddenly notices, have retained their teint of burned amber. A flash of sunset though his midnight gaze. He would have been no less terrifically beautiful with eyes made wholly anew, and yet Jaime finds a pang of gratitude tingles through his spine.
“Thank you,” Kassem says, and like always, he manages to say it like it’s hiding some shared joke, “you too.”
Jaime runs a flighty hand over his own biceps, shrugs almost unapologetically. “Same old, same old.”
Kassem smiles until his eyes nearly close with it. He nods, almost imperceptibly. “Come sit anyway.”
Jaime does.
“What have you been up to?” Kassem asks and raises a teacup to his lips while Jamie shuffles carefully down beside him. Their knees do not touch under the table, but the few centimeters of air between them buzzes like a beehive.
He shrugs. He makes it a point not to count the years and simply let time bubble past like a river. He knows not how many years he is accounting for now, and right now he remembers only dimly exactly what he’s been. Briefly he was a wildfire along the coast of North America, wading through the flames that felt as much a part of him as this current face he wears. For an even shorter amount of time, he planted corn and traveled slowly further south, wearing a man’s face and a wide brimmed hat pulled down low. Mostly he’s waited with no real sense of what all this waiting will net him. At times he wrote flighty diary entries, through the fire scorched the majority and all were in some script he no longer thinks anyone but he could decipher.
“I hear you went on tour?” he says instead and that makes Kassem hunch his shoulders with a sudden burst of laughter.
“A tour?” he asks and the laughter bubbles in his throat and in his voice. Jaime adjusts how he’s sitting, feels the buzzing pride in his hands.
“You wrote, last time, some poetry” he says and is again betrayed by the tone, wistful and secretive like he hadn’t planned for it to be. “I’d hoped you got to share some of it?”
And this time it’s Kassems turn to shrug. He twirls the teacup once, then twice, looks up and Jaime is treated to the freckles suddenly scattered like secrets high on his cheeks. “Most of them weren’t meant for other people.”
At times, Jaime feels crude, almost unfinished, compared to the man beside him. He is a creature of heat and fire and malleable sudden change, and yet he finds that he’s become primarily a creature of habit.
His face is easy, now that he’s learned it’s shape. It stays intact and rarely flickers. He tries, for fun or out of boredom, to reimagine what he could be and finds that he catches glimpses of himself suddenly in mirrors and he’s become the thing he fought to change.
His self seems unavoidable. The shape of his nose the only one he can seemingly dream up. And yet he knows that he changes, right then and there. No blooming freckles, no glint blazing through his iris, but there is something.
“Well, I thought it pretty great.”
“Of course you did.”
He raises his hands reflexively. “I know great art when I see it.”
He’s not sure, but he’s pretty sure Kassem rolls his eyes at him. One of his hands lands on the table with the distinct clink of a ring wrapped around one finger. And it’s like the sound dislodges something in Jaimes chest. Or dislodges something hanging above his head that’s lingered there for a while. He stares, transfixed, at Kassems hands and finds, for the first time consciously, that he is beyond lovely.
Beautiful in a way that defies the very definition of that word. He could be anything - has been anything and then some - and yet the thing that is not beauty would still cling to him. It settles like a dying star in the pit of his stomach. It is almost unbearable when Kassem at last looks over, one brow slightly raised. It is both a question and a declaration that he already knows. Mostly it’s a dare.
Behind them, the crowd shuffles on through the market square.
“Would you care for a walk?” Jaime asks after a beat, exactly like he’s been prompted too. Kassem measures him up once, a darting heartbeat of a look over. Then he nods and stretches a hand out to the side after his cane. The eye contact never wavers.
“Thought you’d never ask.”
The sun is still enormous and orange. Jaime knows from the taste of the air, that the sea isn’t far, but he has no idea what narrow streets he’d have to walk down to get there. It doesn’t feel important anyway. There sits a bubbling laughter in his throat and a flighty restlessness in his palms while Kassem walks and retells most of the time they’ve spent apart.
Then he falls silent. Jaime can almost hear the waves, at least he thinks so. The very air glows in soft orange.
Kassem runs a hand across the back of his skull. One of his thumbs digs into the strong tendon right where the skull and spine become one. His hands are soft.
“I think I’d know you anywhere,” he mumbles and pulls Jaime close until their lips meet. Hungry and soft and familiar. Halfway, Jaime wants to pry his eyes open and see if Kassems face changes and yet stays the same.
He doesn’t. He keeps them screwed shut and takes and takes. His hands find their way to Kassems shoulders, seemingly without needing any instructions. Holds him careful and desperate. He knows, can feel and in no way control, how his own face morphs - folds and becomes. It doesn’t matter. He’s learned by now he can’t become something that doesn’t look like the thing he is. Can’t become something that wouldn’t fit in the way Kass cups a palm around his jaw.
So he stays the same. And changes.
#oh hell yeah oc rambling on main#I’m so sorry you guys#Vermont ‘Jaime’ James#Kassem H. Malik#look at my boys do it you want to#tho this is pretty much just self therapy#because I am spinning them in my mind all the time
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mirrorwatch
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i really like his dracula skin actually. also, did you guys know i really like gabriel reyes. hey guys, i really like gabriel reyes. from the hit game overwatch (the guy, gabriel reyes) (silly billy gabriel reyes). i really like gabriel reyes.
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Being older is weird - so let’s play a game about it!
#a lot of these are gen fun/rewarding imo#I picked ikea but I would enjoy the cleaning and the tech support as well#also the wedding of course
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My pookie <3
#gabriel reyes#reaper#overwatch#reblog#I love this#edge man for ever#keeping him as ovw crashes and burns lmao
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The next overwatch update removes all gameplay except for the ability to generate animated porn of tracer whenever the spacebar is pressed, and a battlepass.
#I feel like this is ignoring the mercy animated porn industrial complex#overwatch#overwatch 2#reblog
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“If I am called, and I do not answer… what is left, Ana?”
“You are left, Reinhardt. And that is nothing to scoff at.”
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sorry i'm 50-50 split on the vote why can't i just do both? like both in voting and not in voting
I say this with all love for the many-faceted nature of humanity that I could ever muster, but if there is any doubt in your mind, we operate on entirely different hotness scales
It is the most straightforward choice I’ve ever been presented with. Your indecision is as foreign to me as most types of advanced maths. Projecting myself into the headspace where this choice is in any way a challenge is like asking me to imagine the world how a tree sees it; I will indulge, I will try to be empathetic through all means available to me and yet I will always come up short: the wiring of my entire being is incompatible. You’ve heard me state the sky is blue and told me you waiver between calling it blue or brown
#I need to put a ‘this post is about Reinhardt being extremely hot’ banner on this#gen this is a coughing baby hydrogen bomb situation to me#also don’t get me wrong I guess sigma is a bangable dude#they’re just NOT even in the same league they just aren’t#I also needs somebody to cancel me for this ‘Gabe thinks people with different opinions are just like trees’#banner added now#it is now a certified funny post#also I don’t think he’s the hottest overwatch character actually#that’s Bap#but he certainly is up there#also#minors dni#minors do not interact
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Most fuckable Overwatch Men
#overwatch#reinhardt#sigma#reblog#you’re all a mystery to me#every day I must confront the idea that a very large chunk of you#would fuck Sigma over REINHARDT?????#WHAT DO YOU MEAN????#rein is SO hot#there are things I would do to him that I shant say#lest the Catholic Church blossoms once again in this country#fuelled by pure spite and disgust#it’s rein#it’s so obviously rein how tf is it so close
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I’m so obsessed with the idea that Winston cannot change his speech pattern for writing like at all. There is no code, no formal language, barely any formatting, no nothing
The recall takes the shape of an email reading ‘er, hi agent [name]. Long time, no see. This is Winston, I miss you- was that unprofessional? Sorry. Anyway, You know, the world needs your help, and so do I! Will be seeing you (hopefully, please come.)’
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🧿🍭
🧿what steps do you take to not take things personally if a fic doesn't do well, or if your writing/posting/sharing experience isn't going how you'd like it to?
Lmao I am famously bad at this, there’s always like a three day period after posting a fic where I’m swearing off fandom forever. And idk where that instinct comes from. When sharing my original stuff that (expectedly) doesn’t get any attention there’s never the same drop? And I also do very much ‘write for myself 😍💫’ or whatever. Honestly think it has more to do with feeling like Im not connecting “enough’. like people are reading a fandomified version of the characters in my works, instead of getting every niche headcanon I’ve ever held beamed into their minds, idk
Honestly, the thing that works the best for me is just writing increasingly niche stuff? You get to break ground and the like two other people also unhealthily obsessed with somber platonic Ana and Soldier content get to eat well, and for some reason I never crash as hard after those ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
🍭why did you start writing?
I’ve never not been writing. I love words I love reading I love story telling. I cannot tell you where the instinct comes from but genuinely, I can’t remember a time I wasn’t a invested in words and writing in some capacity
For fanworks specifically, it was a specific person who was really into Genji/Lúcio who welcomed me back into fandom and saw an opportunity when I mentioned that ‘I haven’t written properly for fandom basically ever maybe it could be kind of fun teehee?’
I still have this wild misconception that Genji/Lúcio is a big ship because of this jdjjaja
#overwatch#overwatch 2#ask#tyyyy furb I love you so muuuuuuch#gencio my beloved#in my mind you’re doing it like the best of them#what do you MEAN zen and mercy are the primary picks for Genji ships#in my heart it’s Lúcio always and forever
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for the ask game: 💞
💞what's the most important part of a story for you? the plot, the characters, the worldbuilding, the technical stuff (grammar etc), the figurative language
I’m a vibes before literally everything else kind of guy. Especially with fic (but also in my more long form and original stuff) it’s often explicitly crafted around a strong single image and everything else is in service to that
As an example, Home is about Ana kissing Jack’s palm at dusk on a porch surrounded by trees that are both dark and kinda scary, but also comforting? That was the singular moment and imagery that carried that whole little thing and everything else is added to lend weight and atmosphere to what that moment means
It’s often very visual, it’s often based on a specific physical interaction or dialogue snippet and it’s often the culmination of an underlying theme that (I hope) saturates the entire piece. So idk if this counts as an answer but the most important thing for me is always getting to The Thing and painting it and it’s surroundings well enough to do it justice
#overwatch#overwatch 2#ask game#tyyyyyy for askingg#it’s soooo important to be pretentious about your own art#especially when it’s ‘silly’ stuff like fanworks
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💝
Asks, for little ol’ me? 🥹 thank you so much
💝what is a fic that got a different response than you were expecting?
Honestly, the fact that anybody read, let alone enjoyed, Like All Things Do is pretty wild to me. It’s a T rated Rein/Reaper fic and maybe the most self indulgent thing I’ve ever written. I fully expected it to cap out at maaaaybe 15 hits lmao
Oh also, on a horny note, was not expecting that many people to be barking in the comments of a r76 thing with a subby reaper, but Slow sure proved me wrong aaksjdkak
#overwatch#overwatch 2#ask#thank yoooooouuuu#i prommy I will make dumb funny posts very soon#let me talk about this now tho#I fucking love Like All it’s one of my most charming fics imo#it’s also very cute that one of the comments are like ‘did not expect to like this’#like you read it for me 🥺🥺 I made you read a rein reaper thing??? 🥹🥹 and you LIKED IT#sobbing in the club
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Let's Get ((REAL)) fic writer asks
✨What's a fic you've posted you wish you could breathe life into again and have people talking about it? (or simply a fic you wish got more credit)
💘Is there any posted fic you want to rework/re-edit/re-write?
💫what is your favorite kind of comment/feedback?
🌈is there a fic that you worked *really fucking hard on* that no one would ever know? maybe a scene/theme you struggled with?
🦋what are you most insecure about when you post a fic?
🌻what makes you want to give up on writing? what makes you keep going?
🌿how does creating make you feel?
🍉in what ways has writing helped you process trauma and/or navigate through your own life?
🎀give yourself a compliment about your own writing
🎈describe your style as a writer; is it fixed? does it change?
🎉how often do you celebrate completing & posting a work? how often do you give yourself the credit/validation that you seek from others when you post? (if you don't, you should!)
💞what's the most important part of a story for you? the plot, the characters, the worldbuilding, the technical stuff (grammar etc), the figurative language
💝what is a fic that got a different response than you were expecting?
🤍what's one fic of yours you think people didn't "get"?
🕯️was there a fic that was really hard on you to write, or took you to a place you didn't think it would take you?
💥find your least kudos'd fic - say something wonderful about it.
🍭why did you start writing?
💎why is writing important to you?
📡why is writing and sharing your writing important for fandom?
🪄what is your post-writing/sharing aftercare? How do you take care of yourself or celebrate yourself when you've finished a fic?
🎙️which one of your fics would you like someone to make a pod-fic of?
🤲what do YOU get out of writing?
💋when you leave comments on a fic, do you want to hear back from the writer?
☯️how do you think engaging with each other through tumblr, twitter, comments, kudos, creates healthy fandom experiences? How do you deal with that if you're not a social person/experience social anxiety?
🧿what steps do you take to not take things personally if a fic doesn't do well, or if your writing/posting/sharing experience isn't going how you'd like it to?
💌share something with us about an up-and-coming work (WIP) that has you excited!
#lmao not posting for a week + then posting ask games#I’m SORRY#but I liked this one so take this as an archive of things I want to ask other people#if the cringe of me reblofgfinf it is getting to you#or idk send me a fic request and I might write it for you#ask game#send asks all of these are good
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There are posts for explaining your url but i want one for blog title, so ill just make one myself:
Reblog this and tell us in the tags what your blog title means!
#they fucking killed me should be self explanatory#they did revive me but that string of words just reads funny to me#so it’s staying#the old one (A bright flame before me) was from this - probably fake - esoteric text that Today Tonight and Forever is also from#and I liked the sound of it#imo both par well with the reaper avatar too#but in like veeeery different ways#not overwatch
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pov: you are at critical hp but your supports are busy flirting in the backline
#overwatch#baptiste#lifeweaver#kendkslslska#on my hands and knees muttering: im normal about them I’m#I AM#this is so funny and Bap looks so soft
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