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#thomas sankara#sankara#Marxism#marxist leninist#revolutionary#burkina faso#imperialism#so handsome#stolen from hexbear#hexbear
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i'm spending most of my time on hexbear instead of tumblr these days and holy shit i didn't realize how nice it is to not have to swim through by genocidal "vote blue" libs all the time
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Personal Work: Targonite
✿ Prompt: Jayce Talis is hopelessly in love with Aya Ashina, to an extent where he fails to be a normal, functioning, human being. ✿
♡ champion focus: arcane! jayce
♡ tws: none!
♡ Self-indulgent, OC insert
It’s undeniable that Jayce Talis has always had a thing for strong women. And Aya Ashina? Well, she definitely was growing to be one of them.
While she wasn’t exactly Piltovan- like his mother had hoped- there was something about her that drew Jayce in like a magnet. Perhaps it was her magical prowess? Her undeniable beauty? The way her horns flustered the same shade as her face when she was embarrassed?
While these inventions would benefit the people of Piltover, part of the reason Jayce even conjured up such obscure things was because of her. Because of Aya. The stories she told of her homeland- her favorite animal, how travel often took ages because Ionia was so far behind technologically.
While these inventions would benefit the people of Piltover, part of the reason Jayce even conjured up such obscure things was because of her. Because of Aya. The stories she told of her homeland- her favorite animal, how travel often took ages because Ionia was so far behind technologically.
While these inventions would benefit the people of Piltover, part of the reason Jayce even conjured up such obscure things was because of her. Because of Aya. The stories she told of her homeland- her favorite animal, how travel often took ages because Ionia was so far behind technologically.
He wanted nothing more than to impress her.
“Will you please stop drooling over there and help me power this up??” Viktor asked, hand on the crank as he waited for the golden boy, who was carefully sketching his dream girl on one of the pages. Raising his head after he was snapped out of his daydreams, Jayce closed the journal, making strides over to Viktor.
Opening up the hexchest to pull out two gemstones. He tossed one in the air, catching it effortlessly.
“Do ya think we can show Aya??” Jayce asked.
Viktor rolled his eyes as he snatched the other gemstone, equipping it in the hexbear’s tummy. Shaking his head, Viktor eyed Jayce from the side, “We agreed we wouldn’t have any girls in the lab, especially to do something as silly as what- impress one? It’s too dangerous.”
Sighing, Jayce sheepishly started rubbing at the back of his neck.
He may have… Accidentally invited her to the lab anyways??
“But Viktor, you don’t understand-“ “Oh I understand plenty.” Viktor retorted, “It’s her eyes. Her smile. The way she laughs. Her hair. The way she parts her hair... I swear you talk about her more than you do our actual work.”
Confused and flustered as can be, Jayce waved his free hand. “I-It’s not like that!” Viktor, however, kept his undivided attention on the hexbear. Could it be anymore obvious that he spoke of Aya constantly??
“Okay, maybe it is like that… A little…” Jayce defeatedly spoke, Viktor shrugging as to prove his point.
Viktor continued to tinker with the bear, Jayce grinning like an idiot as he pulled a chair over, sitting down and working with the hex-skates, turning his back to the door. He was directly parallel to Viktor now.
“I can’t help it… Her laugh sounds like a thousand angels singing! If there was a way I could listen to it all day, I would… Say, do ya think I could draw up a portable recording machine so I could capture it the next time I see her? ...Don’t answer that! I’m sure I could figure out the mechanics for one, however…” Placing goggles over his eyes, he began to work with the wiring, hopeful that he can get the blades to be remote-powered.
The Zaunite raised an eyebrow, watching as the door slightly opened, said girl about to speak and greet the duo. Confused as can be, Viktor put a finger up to speak as well, but Jayce was beating them to it.
“And her hair… She always complains about how she hates it, but I think it’s wonderful. They’re like… Lush, obsidian curls. And her eyes-“
Viktor had a shit eating grin on his face, Aya slowly creeping in with a blush covering her own. Her clawed fingers found way to her hair, picking up a clump to look at it. Was he… Talking about her??
“Yes yes, going into more detail about her eyes…” The devious inventor egged on his partner, Jayce chuckling more as he welded wires together.
“Her eyes look like they’re made from... Targonite.”
He sighed, “A soft pink that just… Shimmers in the dark. One could compare them to… sapphires or spinels, but I think they’re Targonite. Magical, unique… Rare.”
Lips lilting upwards, Jayce removed his goggles, turning his head, only to jump back, a noise of surprise following when Aya was there, almost as red as he was.
Aya pushed her hair back, sheepishly rubbing her arm as Jayce held a hand to his heart. Heavily inhaling, he finally was able to get a ghostly string of words out: “Wh-What the hell, Aya?! Don’t you know to knock? I coulda hurt you!!”
However, it didn’t stop Aya from giggling, a hand dragging on his shoulder:
“So… You think my eyes look like Targonite??”
#saeybaewrites#short#fluff#i dont regret writing this#self indulgent#original character#oc#arcane#arcane jayce#arcane jayce x oc#jayce x oc#league of legends oc#league of legends x oc
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is hexbear still around
#honestly just surprised nobody's mentioned it what with the whole reddit thing#did it die or something#social media
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There a lot of smart books I want to read but I have an undefinable daily misery allotment and all of them breach that.
Murderbot interacting with a cop on an idyllic, post scarcity space station felt kinda gross. You can just space it. There's airlocks. I'll get to Zizek, Graeber, and the rest of the Hexbear/Chapo reading list when I'm able to handle it. I don't have a lot of goals but finishing Phenomenology Of Spirit and spiking it like a football is one.
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Expectation:
Reality:
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i mean this in a hexbear way but how long do you think before superheroes start giving their pronouns on screen
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lol just found out about hexbear. it's like parler but for refugees from the chapo subreddit. good god. i was in the chapo discord (for some reason) and it was just ruined by the influx of tendies from the reddit. they all hated or ignored the show and would do stuff, like, start a shitstorm about needing to have pronoun roles. baffling how people will flux into a community just because (it's there? it's popular?) and insist on turning it into something totally different and succeed, because they'd invoke social justice and never ever stop screaming about it, meanwhile relatively normal chill people just aren't gonna fight that hard to change (or not change) the rules of chat room or website.
you can't show the same level of intransigence in refusing to change things, because the question becomes "why do you care as much as they do about *NOT* doing the pronoun roles or whatever? ah you must be a bigot"
eh. it was kind of a lost cause, the reddit userbase was swamping in either way, but it just gets me thinking about the dynamics of internet communities and who they end up this or that way. I think there are people who are riddled with anxieties, self-doubt, self loathing, whatever mental issues, and they think they can fix that by creating a ideal social space that prevents every possible harm and lubricates all social interaction in a way precisely suitable to them, but because one's social utopia is another's dystopia, you have this constant friction and conflict, and anybody who can step back and recognizes the larger frivolity, futility and idiocy of the endeavor is just... not gonna participate, they'll just leave. so rules-making and enforcing power is left in the hands of people at the venn diagram intersection of most committed and also most deranged/myopic.
anyway I guess maybe that's, partially, why so many "left/radical" or even loosely adjacent internet communities end up becoming horribly high strung, hostile, toxic places
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i've been spending more time on hexbear recently. it's nice to be among commies lol
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So.. did you craft that HexBear yourself?
She Scoffs “HA! You’re silly grey face! My mum and dad gave Teenie Tibbers to me a long time ago!”
She pauses holding Tibbers tight.
“I just fix him now”
Answered in headcannons!
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