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Lucid Dreamer (2/2)
part 1
Gepard stalls almost a week before he finally goes out to the safehouse, and it takes him a couple days to find it because Sampo didn't have the time left to be wasn't super specific about the location. But he does find it.
It's pretty bare bones, really. Gepard knows that was probably to be expected, but… It feels crushing, when he realizes there are so few personal things here. It's nothing specific to Sampo. Just some food, some medical supplies. A cot and a heater and a lot of mismatched blankets. Nothing to remember someone by.
But he does find the letters, in a metal box stashed away under the bed.
There are two for him. Three for Natasha, and two for Seele. One for Hook, one for Serval, one for Pela, one for Bronya.
Bronya's is mostly business. They knew each other from the whole Stellaron incident, but not much beyond that, and the incoming catastrophe is a more pressing matter. Seele's is actually two copies of the same letter, and Gepard realizes why when Seele is so angry she rips the first one up without reading it. He gives her the copy a couple days later, and she slinks off without a word.
Pela seems completely normal after hers is delivered, but Gepard knows better than to trust that. The next day, he finds her asleep in bed with Serval, bottles abandoned on the floor, both their eye makeup smeared and running and Pela's glasses horribly smudged and crooked on her face. Serval doesn't read hers in front of him, but she's clingy with Gepard, Pela, and Lynx for quite a while after. She throws herself into her work a lot. She insists the heater from the safehouse is busted and she needs to keep it. It's too dangerous for use by someone who's not an engineer. Might burn their house down or something. Gepard doesn't argue.
Hook's letter is short, with easy to read words. The rest of it is actually a treasure map, and she and the moles spend the next several days running through the Underground, finding hidden candy and toys. Hook asks them when Sampo is coming back, because one of the marbles she found from his map looks green, just like his eyes, and she wants to give it to him. Natasha shoos Gepard out of the clinic before he can even begin to think of an answer.
Natasha refuses to let him see what's in her letters, which ok, fine, he'll respect that. He hears from Bronya who heard from Seele who heard from Natasha herself though that one of the letters was a map and the other a catalogue, with all of Sampo's hidden "warehouses." Gepard promptly marches himself back out to the frontlines, where he can turn a blind eye. If a ton of stolen goods suddenly enters the black market, and if the orphanage and the clinic suddenly have new supplies, well, technically that's none of his business.
Gepard goes to bed, curls up under mismatched blankets and closes his eyes.
He doesn't dream.
One of Gepard's letters was also business, like Bronya's and Natasha's. He and Bronya follow everything meticulously, down to the letter, because there has to be some good to get out of all this, there has to be. Gepard can't let it all be for nothing, it would bury him.
And so the catastrophe passes. Not without casualties, and not without a lot of damage and destruction. But Belobog survives.
And after that, time just kind of…goes on. Gepard has been a part of the Silvermanes since he was old enough to enlist. The Fragmentum had gotten so much worse in the years before Welt sealed the Stellaron. He knows the statistics, it is literally his and Pela's jobs to keep track. He knows when he sees a face everyday in the camps and then it's suddenly gone. He's not unfamiliar with things like grief and loss.
He still catches himself checking the trashcans and the supply crates and soldiers' footprints sometimes, though.
But there comes a night where Gepard goes to bed, holding the mismatched blankets to his face, and he dreams. And it's strange, it's off, it sticks with him. Sampo doesn't look the same. He's thinner. His muscles have atrophied. He looks like how Gepard has seen soldiers after months in the hospital.
The most unsettling difference is there's a scar across the left side of his head, Gepard can see it over his ear, peeking out past his hairline, carving towards his cheek. Sampo is always careful about his face. Gepard once saw him dodge a Fragmentum monster and literally let it cut across his neck just to keep his face clear. He wouldn't let that happen for nothing.
Their actions in the dream itself aren't new. Sampo seems tired, run down and worn out, but he announces his presence with aplomb by lobbing a bunch of smoke bombs off the rooftops and sending his soldiers scrambling. Same shit, different day.
The new part is what he says when Gepard chases him out to the edges of the camp, tackles him into the snow. Gepard pins him to the frozen ground to detain him and Sampo doesn't even fight it, just looks up at him like he's seeing sunrise for the first time in months.
"I'll be home in one week."
#sampard#gepo#hsr gepard#hsr sampo#gepard landau#sampo koski#hsr natasha#pelageya sergeyevna#serval landau#bronya rand#hsr seele#hsr hook#honkai star rail#my fics#lucid dreamer#I was initially just going to let Sampo stay dead because I love that kind of thing#but I ended up liking this ending so I guess I'll let it stay haha#I love thinking about Sampo's relationships with the rest of the cast and their reactions to all this#he was a founding member of Mechanical Fever. he still plays shows with Pela and Serval.#Pela is constantly giving him second chances like in the museum event and letting him volunteer with the Silvermanes.#And Serval could say SO much about him but all she says is 'hah that guy' and mentions Gepard is going to catch him someday.#I need the three of them to be a weird trio of buddies fdksaljfdkl#Sampo is seen with Seele plenty and he's with Natasha so much that Hook literally thought he was horribly ill for a long time.#I love them having some kind of odd comraderie#and oh my god I am the biggest Hook & Sampo stan ever they're so so cute and sweet and precious and WAH#so I think Sampo would want to be prepared for just in case he didn't make it back. that he would have a contingency plan for everything.#and he would miss these people and this city enough to show up in their dreams one last time.#but I'd like to think he saved Gepard for last#and it is not just because he has a crush or any kind of romantic feelings for him. There's more to it than that.#(If I'm being super honest I don't even really ship them with romance involved. I have a hard time picturing them like that.)
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apnourry · 9 months
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rediscovering this gem of a pose
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miabrown007 · 11 months
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the ml fandom's climate and attitude towards leaks is a direct consequence of the show's structure, wherein the showrunners keep building up conflict, putting the audience on edge emotionally without granting any resolution in a years-long cat and bug game. in this essay I'll--
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musubiki · 8 months
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pom always being the very hard asian mom type figure to mochi but at times when mochi is especially sad or down or recovering from a hard fight, pom jumping up on her bed and cuddling up to her and letting mochi treat her like a little stuffed animal to hug
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any rumours of my death have been greatly exaggerated
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cyle-stuff · 9 months
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So I may or may not have made some things…
Started as just one thing then poof!
Another appeared!
Anyway enjoy these:
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Cutouts are below, feel free to use them!
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dark-elf-writes · 24 days
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Of heroics and healing Harry and Fawn Spots Harry meeting and bonding over having met Ry
Once they get done spiderman pointing at each other they find out that the one constant throughout universes is one (1) shapeshifting enby who makes the worst coffee known to mortals and gods alike and honestly aren’t even that surprised that is painfully Ry energy.
But real talk since I’m imagining them as their current ages as far as the au’s go HaH Harry would be so busy being so damn grateful FS Harry gets to grow up with a good family from such a young age it would take him a hot minute to get to that realization. The hope that maybe somewhere there is a Harry Potter that gets to grow up happy and loved and safe would drive him to tears.
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lightbulb-warning · 9 months
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making shit happen!!
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suffarustuffaru · 11 months
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rating some rezero ships by um. how good they could cover up murder together
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(feel free to read my tags for some explanations T^T)
#rezero#um. given the Various Moral Codes of these characters i figured this would be interesting to give my shot at..... and YES garf shaula and#cecilus are too fucking obvious HAH#not otto being in every single Success tier... except for the selling each other out / revenge one. yeah. yeah hes a bitch alright.#ok but i put rein/emilia there bc... ok i know their energy kinda similar to reinjulius but like i put rein/emilia there bc i feel like#theyd be like OH GOD OH GOD WE JUST DID THAT ON ACCIDENT OH MY GOD IF THIS GETS OUT THISLL BE BAD FOR ALL OUR LOVED ONES like theyd be#panicking and shit#while reinjuli would be like hahaha i am SO NOT OK but we gotta take accountability :(((((#ottosuba is like. literally not even a question that theyre all the way up there. theyd like pull similar shit to sunny and basil from omori#like theyd try to take their secret to the grave and theyd never be functional with each other ever again and then theyd go insane over what#theyve done. either that or theyd just murder some totally evil guy with basically next to zero regrets. otto was already the getaway driver#while subaru was killing petelgeuse in the back LMAO#i feel like with felix itd be like. if theres NO OTHER CHOICE hes gonna whip up reinhard and julius into shape and get them to actually do#it. we saw how he was when subaru was possessed by petelgeuse T^T#emilia rem are put that low bc i feel like theyd have no braincells to use to get out of this and of Course emilias freaking the fuck out so#i feel like whenever otto is paired with someone who has like More doubts and guilt and Panic about it otto would be like GET YOUR SHIT#TOGETHER WE HAVE TO DO THIS. which i feel is also what ram does with certain pairs.#damn... now i want fic where some random pair is trying to cover up murder for whatever reason...#i nearly put garf mimi higher up bc i feel like mimi Could and Perhaps Has gotten away with murder before already. but garf would be TOO#OBVIOUS....#rip mimi. ur a queen for being such a gaslight gatekeep girlboss.
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feisaru · 10 months
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@soccerpunching you're genuinely one of the best people I've met here bc you like almost every media I like
Apropos fighting. Remember when Adora jumps on Catra at Prom. Just them rolling on the floor. I wanted to draw that but didn't get round to it. The scene had such an energy
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michyeosseo · 10 months
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Yoon Hae Young as JANG SE-MI LADY DURIAN (2023) 1.12
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doorrobloxstuff · 18 days
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Seek is figure's seeing eye lover
Sober thoughts
Tw//Drunkenness (non-violent)
Seek is dealing with some stuff. It's not an alcoholic or anything it just had a bad day.
also, don't worry about Figure intentionally squishing Seek in its fist it's kind of like a hard reboot but for gay slime. It pops the air bubbles within its lover's mass (which appear from it boiling and is very unpleasant for the entity to deal with.) Figure also stretches Seek like play slime for fun, which feels like a back massage.
There must've been a party the night before, because it didn’t even make it out of the doorway..and that its stench was a filthy cleaver to wrenched into Figure’s sternum... Not that figure minded that much, but It didn’t take figure very long for the flesh-laden creature to feel out where its lover had dematerialized; more of an eye-laden stain on the floor then the puddle it typical rested. It felt dusty between its fingers. “Seek?” It clicked, brushing a gnarled finger up against the puddle.
There wasn’t a response.
It trilled anxiously, its fingers brushing up against its partner’s dark surface once more as it began to repetitively brush its palm up against Seek’s mass with more friction.
“Seek? Seek are you there? Seek? SeekSeekSEEK-
A malformed hand grasped Figure’s fingers and then promptly destabilized back into its puddle seconds later.
“..Shh, I heard you the first time.”
Figure stopped moving its hand and looked down towards where its partner was speaking.
“Why didn’t you answer me then?”
The puddle, still somewhat inert as its partner gently gathered it with a hand, the goopy entity slowly emerged from the fog as its eye peeled open.
“..I have had..t-too much.. sorry darling.” "I had an inkling you did, You smelt like our finest anyway."
"..My eyes..are still spinning.."
Figure bones cracked as it slowly made its way down to sit on the wooden floor, with a wince of its teeth it gently brushed the eye-filled glob in its hand with a tip of one of its finger. "We were all worried about you.." "..I think I drank myself into an alcoholic torpor last night..tell..tell everyone everything's off..tell them I'm sick or somᵉᵗʰᶦⁿᵍ.." Seek's voice rippled away into exhaustion.
Figure whined a little, it poked Seek with the tip of its sharpened claw-thumb. "Why did you even do that yourself? You’d have to drink hundreds of gallons to get even tipsy.."
The glob didn't answer, instead, Figure could feel some small black tendrils wrap themselves between the twisted fingers of its hand. "..Dearest, do you remember how sunlight feels on your skin?"
Figure scratched its head and trilled. "..Warm. I remember it all back before the exits closed..I liked to make mountains in the dirt and hide beneath them to cool off." "..It was always too damn hot out. I remember you once popping out from beneath them and scaring me too." "I didn't even know you could shriek that high," Figured chortled, "I still can hear the sound of you scream-melting into gravel." "...Dirt eater..I probably absorbed some on accident because of you, I felt heavier afterward."
"Never mess with my piles." "Kfft..I also remember.. you climbing trees with those big arms of yours... you'd sniff at the leaves that grew at the top.. and..eat bees from the beehive.. in the other tree next to it." "Did I tell you about how I ate them?" "No.. tell me.. how?"
"I squished them with my thumb and my pointer, then, I'd dip them into the honey like chips. I liked the grubs better, they tasted nutty and very crunchy, I should've brought some salt up there." "..Damn, that sounds like something that could've gone well with what I had last night..maybe if I dried them.." Seek's words trailed off into oblivion. "..Do you remember the back alley..?" "..The one outside..?" "Mhm.." "I still see it when I pass by windows.." "The real one, Seek." "...Barely." Figure raised its partner up close to the side of its face and lightly rubbed up against Seek’s face. "..Do you remember our..creature..the purring one?"
“..The cat?” "Yes.. that's what those are called?" "It was so soft and friendly..." "..Do you think its still there..waiting for us?"
Figure didn’t answer. It put its pressed its side of its head even deeper into the mass it had on its hand, which by now was unusually moist even for such an entity like Seek.
Figure could smell the scent of salt.
“..My Sweetness, I don’t want to die here. Not like this.”
“Do you want to leave..?” Figure trilled softly.
“...No. I know you like it here..I do too…Your library is my home..you’re my home…”
Figure could feel Seek mass begin to cascade.
“But this place, it isn’t our lovely home anymore..it’s a death trap Figure. A death trap.”
“That..thing..It twisted..f..Jeff.. It took Greed. It Took Depth…It took Silence..”
“I’m so sorry..”
“..I don’t..I don’t want to join them… I don’t want t-to die..I don’t want you, Screech, Snare, or anyone else I love to die being burned alive..!”
Seek made a sob that reverberated through its overwhelmed mass.
“Oh Figure..! I don’t-…It’s..”
Figure could feel its partner tense in its hand.
“It’s all my fault. I should’ve killed him. I should’ve killed him then and there. But I let him go sweetness. I didn’t kill him. WHY DIDN'T I KILL HIM LIKE I WAS SUPPOSED TO!-”
Figure quickly closed its hand into a fist, which caused the once bubbling, overwhelmed Slime to Involuntarily restabilize, leaving a shivering oozing mess in its wake.
“Oh..sweetness..my sweetness..I’m sorry I didn’t mean to yell..”
Figure looked down and trilled softly into its gooey fist.
“Kkhhrt..shhshhshhshh..it's okay, its okay..listen to my voice..”
Figure gently unfolded its hand and reunited its palm up against its cheek once more.
“You aren’t going to die here..if you do..apart of me will die with you forever and ever and ever and ever and none of our babies will ever, NEVER come close to it.”
“I don’t- I don’t know what I’m going to do about Jeff, I haven’t scented anything or heard anything nearby..”
Figure's words trailed off, how could it comfort someone who can feel its heartbeats, who could feel it blood pressure rise who lives in your veins and can feel the cortisol rush through its Adrenal glands? When you can't even assure itself?
“..He’ll slip up eventually..we'll kill him then..”
"..Are..are you worried..?"
"....A little...” Figure could feel a small tendril brush close to its face. Which, given its hungover state probably left a little bit of a smear.
“Please...don’t go away..”
“..Seek, I knew how you felt when..”
Figure made a clunky noise as it felt its partner begin to melt even more.
“..I know, but please..don’t..bring it up..”
Figure shook its head and brought Seek up to its chest, even from a few inches away it could feel the exhaustion pour through Seek’s mass.
“..You..You’re drunk..come here..”
“I don’t..I don’t think..”
“I’m so..rry...”
“Just come here..”
Figure felt a tendril prod it as its partner instinctively evaporated its way into Figure’s chest and slowly make its way its way into shared consciousness as the blind entity could feel tendrils find purchase in its brain as sleepy eyes sprouted from its host’s arms.
Figure could feel the excess alcohol seep into its muscles, with a distressed whistle it curled up on the floor and wrapped its arms around its shoulders.
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frogtossing · 10 months
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not me looking for job offers in cultural exchange programs in Finland in the middle of the night….
#what is that green man doing to me#my graduation is slowly but surely approaching#and i have no idea what i’ll do once i’m out of school#and i was thinking about potentially doing work and travel#and i went ‘hey i don’t necessarily have to work in an english speaking country’#and in a thought experiment i opened the page for finland#BOOM#there are so many people looking for people who can help around the house and with gardening….#i found one family asking for help with keeping maintenance around their house#and they seem so nice???#and they said they’re always looking forward to making new friends and getting to know different cultures that way#i might have fallen in love with them??#what do i do now???#i won’t probably do anything but i do like entertaining the thought#there’s a little demon in the back of my head though calling me cringe#am i not lowkey equating Finland with Käärijä??#cuz let’s be honest he sparked my interest in Finland#nyeeeeee i don’t know#i already feel a little bit of shame when people ask me what language i’m learning on duolingo#i’m scared that they’ll go ‘hah she’s so obsessed! cringe’#but isn’t it a good thing that i’m broadening my horizon?#technically it’s a good thing but is my motivation behind it valid?#oof sorry for this whole tangent#who knows! maybe i really will be posting from Finland in a year from now#i’m an adult i can do whatever i want#that is a scary scary thought#a thought that slows me down and stops me from actually doing anything#because it doesn’t seem real? and i’m so overwhelmed?#OKAY enough now
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sloaaaa · 3 months
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why are splattershots so fucking bloodthirsty dude they’re making this game kinda not fun anymore 😭😭😭
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goldlightsaber · 9 months
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depression is weird cause like. ill be clearly depressed and have a diagnosis of low-grade depression but ill still be like “yeah but not really though? that’s fake. if i just got back to working out more, i obviously wouldn’t have it. if i had like two close friends nearby, id be cured, so i just need to make more friends, which i can’t seem to make, so the spiral continues, and that’s my fault.” it’s like, am i depressed if i feel excited about something? do i still have it if i finished a book and enjoyed it? that doesn’t seem possible. it’s just a set of symptoms, not something tangible like a tumor. so maybe im making up. yeah i struggle to do chores but maybe i just don’t have as much will power as everyone else. i still get out of bed and do the required things so maybe i just need to find that one thing that will cure me but im not capable enough to figure out what that things is. and so on
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konakoro · 1 year
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Ok yes I may be a bit tipsy but I'm rewatching season 2 of Daredevil for the Punisher subplot and still just can't get over the relationship between Karen and Frank and how it formed. How Karen's character displays both a strong sense of strength and empathy that she then uses to help others, whether it be Frank or Grotto, and even with that conflict of interest (Frank was 110% making sure Grotto was dead and buried), Frank still gravitated to her because of her desire to help shed the truth behind the horrible tragedy that happened to him and his family. Karen was the only one in the law firm to show that empathy, and you see Frank looking over to her frequently during the interviews and when he was on the stand, because she was his anchor that he could ground himself to. Neither like to sugarcoat themselves, and because of that, the gentleness and kindness each showed each other was genuine, and culminates in their desire to protect each other in whichever way they can, and I'm dying once again I hate that we're never gonna get a Punisher s3 with these two aaaaggghhhh
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