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yaut-jaknowit · 1 year

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I’m officially back to bother you; MxM some angsty & nasty argument where it takes a bit til either side is willing to talk it out and admit their mistakes😩🙏? also happy new years!:)

Glares from Across the Room

Paring: Mai'tuiudh (Male Yautja) x Male Reader

Warnings: just a hint of spice if you squint, cursing, nasty argument, angst

Word Count: 2828

Summary: When you're stuck with only one other being in space, how do you think that'll go?

Author Note: Whoops, I made this with a dripple of spice. Couldn’t help myself… It's always fun when you come to bother me, loving it! Happy new years to you as well!

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Ao3

An uncomfortable position crawled up the length of your spine. Irritation. Your teeth gritted together as all you could do was glare at the floor. You can’t smack your mate. That would be a bad idea and rude in general. He’s your other half. Let’s not forget that detail. That was probably the only thing holding you back from wringing his neck.

Something had Mai’tuiudh being stone cold towards you. At least far more than usual. No words. Mai just takes what he wants from you. If you’re holding a tool he needs, Mai takes it. Even your book that he couldn’t even read. It’s his now. And that was almost the straw that broke the camel’s back. Your hands shook at your sides.

What was the point of taking the damn book?! It’s not like Mai could read it. The only reason the two of you could converse without difficulty was the translator stuck underneath the skin behind your ear. Mai couldn’t even tell you what he was doing before pinning you down and shoving it into your skin. Many curse words echoed around you, throughout the ship for the rest of the day. You didn’t even dare look at the Yautja for about three days. It was on your mind that’s what you get for somehow saving the brute’s life. That was the only reason you were with him in the beginning. A life for a life or something like that is what he told you after you left the safety of the storage room.

With the book no longer in your possession, all you could do was stand there in complete shock that morphed into anger. What has been his problem? He wasn’t next to you when you woke. He’s been running diagnostics on the ship all day long. Not a word sounding from him. Just rumbling clicks as he harshly typed things in.

Mai slammed a fist against the wall next to him and gave a short roar that echoed off the walls. You jumped in your spot before turning towards him slowly. Again, “What the fuck is your problem, pussy face?” you snarled at him and glared daggers at him from across the cockpit. Dumbass is going to hurt himself by throwing a tantrum. Your arms crossed over your chest, a hip jutted out as you placed most of your weight on one leg.

Everything went quiet in the cockpit, but you didn’t feel any of the fear you should’ve. Mai’tuiudh’s head slowly turned, tresses sliding off of his shoulder to hang freely. The predatory look in his eyes should’ve made you turn tail and run. No, you have had enough of this attitude. You can take so much before firing back at the Yautja.

Sharp mandibles twitched as burnt orange eyes bored holes into your flesh. “You wanna say that again, soft-meat?” he bit back, claws flexing at his sides.

You didn’t move an inch. Maybe it was fear starting to creep along your veins. Or maybe you just didn’t care what he did. He needed to hear the truth sometimes. Like right now. “What the fuck. Is your. Problem. Pussy face,” you paused ever few words, dumping it down so he could hear you clearly. Mai knew what you were doing and was swift to stand.

The tool in his other hand clanged when it bounced off the ground. Mai’s low tusks flexed, eyes sharp. He knows what the name calling means and the fact it was demeaning. “An soft-meat ooman has no right to know what I am doing. You’re too stupid to understand.” You took in a quiet, sharp breath through the nose at that. That’s it. If he want’s to push all your buttons in the wrong, so be it. He’ll meet with the consequences one way or another.

“Say’s the one who’s been working on the ship all day along. You’ve been huffing and puffing, blowing steam through your ears. I come to greet you only to be greeted with hostility. You fucking brute,” you snapped back at him. This, you took a step towards in a threatening way, swinging an arm door to draw an invisible line through the air. “Also, if I remember correctly, you kidnapped me! I was living happily when you crashed, literally, into my life and fucked it up. Maybe I should’ve let you die in my living room.”

The words were already out of your mouth before you could even think about stopping them. It would’ve been a lie to say it made your heart ache afterwards. But you kept your brows lowered with a glare set on the alien.

Mai’tuiudh’s head lifted just an inch, barely showing the shock on his alien features. You didn’t notice anyhow. Paya, you oomans just loved to act like you’re the center of the universe. Contrary to belief, you aren’t the best species out of here. “I would’ve survived without you, pathetic soft-meat. I am Yautja and you are nothing but dead weight. I am better than you. I follow the honor code. That’s the only reason you don’t stand dead were you are!” he snarled and took two large steps in your direction.

Less than four feet apart separated the two of you. Each of your rage swirling with one another now. Your upper lip curled up, yet not exposing your flat, non-threatening teeth to him.

His words hurt. They only fueled the fire starting to burn your heart painfully. “That’s you’re fucking problem, asshole. Thinking you’re better than me.” You snorted angrily at him then let your shoulders drop. You returned to stand up straight and look the alien in the eye. “I made a mistake loving you. You’re just a monster. You can’t love anything.”

They were out of your mouth in the heat of moment before the logic side of your brain could put on the breaks. Your jaw dropped for a second, body faltering to keep on a mean attitude before acting like what you said did nothing to you.

Hurt flashed in the alien’s eyes. Maybe he’ll finally understand that this whole act today has wounded your heart.

Then, Mai filled his lungs with air and bellowed out a roar, right into your face. Spittle landed on the skin there, making you internally cringe at the feeling. But you stayed standing strong and scowled at him. Mai huffed heavily at your lack of reaction before pulling away and faced the console that was behind him.

There you had it. You said it. The words were already said. He had heard them. Every single word you had said was heard by him. The only other person, being on this ship. The other creature you had started to have feelings for. You just fucked it up by opening your mouth. There was nothing you could do now.

The heart had been already broken.

Now, it was time to retreat. That’s all you deserved. The guilt already surging through your veins, eating away like acid from the inside out. You had hurt him. At the moment, you wanted that, to see him flinch or react in a way that portrayed pain. You had done that. To him. Fuck.

Saying anything more at the moment would worsen things. You gave his toned back one last look before retreating out of the room. You didn’t dare go to the share bedroom. Instead, you trekked to the first place you had called your own in this place.

The storage room.

It was still dark, dingey, and cool in here compared to the rest of the ship. The door slid shut behind, leaving you to be alone, by yourself, and think about the prior words exchanged. Yet, that lingering anger still butted it’s way through the guilt. It whispered in your ear that he deserved it. Deserves worse for all the things he’s put you through. You rubbed subconsciously at the translator hidden behind your ear. Asshole. Your heart ached.

Over at the other end of the ship, Mai stayed like a statue, eyes unfocused. His mind reran the words the two of you said to each other. The way the anger in your eyes and flickered with injury at a couple things he spoke. He tried to convince himself it was the truth. That it didn’t make his chest hurt as he thought about the names he called you. He’s thankful you aren’t a female. He would’ve called you a name that would’ve gotten him thrown across the room if you were.

He didn’t know how long he’d been standing there before letting his shoulder drop their tension. Your presences has been bothering him lately. The smell of you as you laid oblivious in his bed made his emotions go out of whack. Maybe you were right, you should’ve let him die. It was better than dealing with the overwhelming swirl of emotion tormenting him from within. That includes you too. Just the smell, taste of you in the air. Mai growled lowly.

This ship wasn’t going to fix itself. It was your fault really. You continued to distract him daily. Just your presence on his ship made him loose focus on the necessary things needing to be done. All your fault. You distract him. He never should’ve brought you onto the ship. You saved his life and he kept you safe while healing in your home. That would’ve been enough to satisfy the honor code. He could leave and let you live with the knowledge of his people. But, no. Instead, he took you and forced you to live on his ship with him.

It was your fault he’s spending all waking hours to ensure his ship won’t malfunction and kill the two of you. Advanced or not, it’s machinery and needs to be tuned and repaired every once in awhile. Something he’s been neglecting for awhile now. It’s your fault. Not his. It’s never his fault. He’s a Yautja. He wasn’t distracted by you.

Maybe it was the truth he could’ve survived his terribly injuries. His two hunting partners gone, left him alone to hide from a prowling beast on the hunt for him. Said beast had already murdered one of his partners, taking her head as a trophy. Back to the enforcer hunting him down. It was seer luck Mai’tuiudh landed on your balcony or else the Night Caller would’ve gotten him.

That wasn’t something he wanted to think about. He’s far away from the Night Caller, off planet where she couldn’t get him. That thing couldn’t kill him, let alone touch him.

What’s he going to do now? You were raging when you left. He still felt the heat of his own coursing though his veins. It would take time, time he didn’t have to waste on apologizing to you. It was your fault. You distracting him. His ship needs more repairs then it would’ve if he stayed on target. Far from the mothership and earth.

It was his fault.

When the last green check mark popped on his screen, the Yautja relaxed his entire body in his pilots chair. It had been hours since he first started. Since then, everything that could do wrong, did. From his ship to the confusing relationship he had with you. The repairs took even longer, distracted by you clouding his thoughts. You weren’t anywhere near him and still affected him. Pauk, what was he going to do?

Mai stood up from his chair and stretched as if his muscles were tired. Nothing he did today was anywhere what his body couldn’t handle. Instead, it was his mind that felt sluggish. He dreaded on having to find you and at least say something to you.

Before he exited the cockpit, his mind was already supplying the first place to check. He should’ve used the room more as time went on but he’s refused to fill it. His feet begin to carry him across the ship, tongue following the lingering scent of anger.

His feet stopped in front of the closed door of the storage room. Your heavy odor struck him with that familiar rage but with salt in the air. Mai took a step forward. The door slid open at his presence. It revealed a sight that made the remaining anger vanish from his veins. It was his fault.

There you were, back against the furthest wall and head leaning against the adjoining wall. You were snoring lightly, eyes closed and chest taking shallow breaths. Your arms were still crossed but the anger on your face had completely went away with sleep. This could be his chance to make it or break it with you.

He knelt next to your sleeping form and lift you up in a bridal carry. Your head lolled to rest on his shoulder. At the movement, you started to wake, eyes blinking groggily. You groaned then snuggled into the warmth hugging into your side currently. A short purr snapped you wide awake, eyes finding burnt oranges peering down at you. You tried to fight the beast to force him to set you down. But Mai easily kept you off the ground and in his arms.

“Let go, you asshole! This is my place. Leave me alone since I’m not important enough to you,” you cried and punched his shoulder. It did more damage to you than him. You hissed as pain zipped up the offending arm then glared at him. Damn him and his toned muscles.

Instead of listening to you, the Yautja twisted your body in the way he wanted. Now, your back was to the wall while his body was slotted between your legs. One of his own held up you. Mai used a hand to hold your chin and force you to look up at him.

Yet, the words were stuck in his throat. You were glaring half-heartily at him. Hurt filled up the rest of your iris’. He didn’t have the right to be in here. This was your space, your safety from him in the beginning. Safety from the monster that doesn’t know love.

“Fucking spit out. I don’t have all day to be here.” You ignored the position he forced you. Ignoring the way your cock twitched in your pants at the show of strength. It was you could do right now.

The large, blue Yautja leaned forward, breath fanning over your face. His eyes searched through yours before letting his shoulders and head drop. Mai’s forehead rested on your shoulder. The action making your entire body freeze. What in the world was he doing? He’s never touched you in this matter. Barely grazing touches when it was necessary when you lived on the same ship together. This was completely out of hand for Mai’tuiudh. You couldn’t tell if you liked it or not.

“I…” Just say the words, damnit! You’re a Yautja for Paya’s sake. “I apologize, ooman. I do not mean the words I spoke earlier.” You’re jaw dropped to the floor. Never in the entire year or so you’ve been with him has he ever apologized. Today was a learning experience by the looks of it.

Your form relaxed underneath him. You’ve been mauling over the words for the entire you were awake inside of this room. Thinking of ever word said to him. How rude you had been to him. Every single thing.

You don’t know what made you think it was okay, but you leaned your head to side, resting it against his own. The Yautja didn’t even react. “I’m sorry too. It was the heat of the moment and everything was building up since that morning. I shouldn’t have said those words to you. You aren’t a monster. Will you forgive me?” you apologized as well.

As much as you wanted to bring a hand up to stroke the crest of his head, you stopped yourself. Baby steps. One thing slowly after another. Can’t rush this.

Mai prevented a sudden keen from sounding. This was a touchy moment. He didn’t need it to be more embarrassing for himself. “Yes,” he lowly whispers into the crook of your neck, refusing to move.

In all honesty, he loved this. Loved how soft you were pressed against him. Loved how you didn’t try to hide your neck; a vulnerable spot to you. Loved hearing your heartbeat quicken the longer he stayed glued to you. “Will you forgive me?” is what he asks.

“I do.” You are quick to respond, though barely trusting your own voice at the moment. As for touching him, you settle with a hand on his forearm. He doesn’t react in a outwardly manner.

The two of you stay like for an unknown amount of time. When you separated, Mai kept a hand on your shoulder and invaded your personal space as the two of you walked out. Not that minded he was so close.

Eyes soften and so do hearts.

#yautja #yautja x #yautja x reader #yautja x human #yautja x you #predator x human #predator x you #male predator #alien vs predator #predator #x reader #predator x reader #angsty #rude words #cursing

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superbeans89 · 10 months

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Subtle change to the graffiti at work. Imo it’s funnier now

#shitpost #graffiti #rude words #gunt #just night shift things

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moderately-happy-toad · 9 months

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I have come up with a new word class!

I call them asshole words.

They are words that are rude because of their spelling or shape.

Let me give some examples:

1) Hippopotomonstrosesquippedaliophobia

The fear of long words.

2) Aibohphobia

The fear of palindromes.

3) Lisp

Try saying this one with a lisp.

4) Stutter

Again. Try saying this one with a stutter.

If you have any more then please send them my way.

#asshole words #rude words

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jessiesjaded · 9 months

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Losing my mind at seeing Twitter Discourse where a girl talks about being a waitress and how sometimes people don't acknowledge her or reply to her at all when she speaks to them and how it feels dehumanising and all the people in the replies are like UM. SOME OF US HAVE /SOCIAL ANXIETY/ You're literally an evil person for wishing people would treat you with bare minimum decency :/ like idk how to tell you this but if a waitress asks how your evening is while she's taking you to your seat in a restaurant and you're gonna pretend saying "Fine, thank you" is a horrific arduous task like. Maybe you're just a massive cunt? Maybe you're just an insufferable fuckwit?

#i loveeeeee when people use social anxiety as an excuse to be rude like lmao #i get anxious sometimes and i can be awkward as fuck #but a two word 'Good. Thanks.' really is not that fucking difficult good god #especially since she stated theres been times when multiple customers will totally ignore any greeting and bark orders at her like.#youre just rude bro thats all that is

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calandrinon · 2 years

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I work in what you might call a client facing role, and there are often kids around, and while Australia is a famously sweary country I don't want to come out with an absent-minded "fucksakes" in front of the kiddies. But swearing is fun and cathartic, so I figured i could just train myself to swear in other languages so nobody can tell what I'm saying.

So of course I went to do the research and, well.

#languages are fun #swearing is also fun #rude words #totally fake screenshots

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shadowkira · 22 days

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I totally forgot about this! This woman is so fucking smitten:

#You could word it better so it isn't so rude to Laios though babe #Marcille Donato #Falin Touden #Laios Touden #Dungeon Meshi

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arttsuka · 2 months

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TAG GAME

get to know you better game! answer the questions and tag 9 people you want to know better.

last song I listened to: at the time I was tagged I think 'love crime' (that one song from the ending of the hannibal tv series) but at the time I'm actually posting this it was 'personal jesus' by Depeche Mode.

currently watching: the Saw movies (I only have 'Saw X' left and I'll be done with that), the spiderman movies (all of them, in no particular order). Also I'm trying to find the time to properly watch the star trek movies again.

currently reading: Nothing. I'm searching for a 'complete Sherlock Holmes' edition to read all the stories thought.

currently obsessed with: umm, nothing actually. I'm still really into star trek, lupin iii, sherlock holmes and a lot of other things (batman?) but I not hyperfixated in any of them in particular at the moment :/

favorite color: deep red, dark blue (with black/gray undertones), forest greens, yellow...

tagged by: @hope-of-enterprise thank you for tagging me, I have no idea if I did this correctly though (also I'm pretty sure this 'tag game' started as a chain of reblogs or something but got 'broken' along the way and I'm too lazy to track the original post)

tagging: I don't think I even know 9 people but here, let me try by tagging some people that I have actually interacted with. @yirima-chai , @sawbones4117 , @starrycrowz , @kaklord , @kabbage-potato , @purpleenma , @scummybee , @bakersttardis , @current-events-mc

If you've already been tagged in this uhh, ignore it I guess.

#sorry for bothering you people by tagging #I thought it'd be rude to ignore the person who tagged me in this and I don't know any other people online #btw I won't be offended if I tagged you and you ignore it. do whatever you want #tag game #not art #text #i wrote the word 'tagged' & 'tagging' too many times and now i feel weird

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adhd-languages · 5 months

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When someone speaks a foreign language in public and I’m desperately trying not to stare like I’m sorry I’m not racist I just desperately want to hear the different vowel sounds you’re making. sorry.

#also every time I hear a language in public I wanna figure out what it is #and don’t even get me started on if it’s one I recognize #if it’s Japanese I’m like #if they say one of the few words I can understand I go insane #even if they just use particles. and I hear/recognize them. it’s so exciting for me #<-(I’m a nerd and this is what qualifies as fun for me)#but also it’s rude to stare and eavesdrop too much I’m sure #and I don’t want people to feel uncomfortable #Quinn posts #language #langblr #linguistics #language learning #languages #100 #500

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coquelicoq · 8 months

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what i like especially about the pronouns in the goblin emperor is that this language doesn't just have the T-V distinction (aka informal vs. formal second-person pronouns, in this case 'thou' vs. 'you'), it also has informal and formal first-person pronouns. having BOTH of these distinctions in the same language lets you fine-tune your tone by mixing and matching. with only one axis of formality, when you use informal pronouns, are you being familiar in an intimate way, or in an insolent or dismissive way? when you use formal pronouns, are you being polite or standoffish? you can't tell just from the pronouns; there's ambiguity. but a language where you can use a formal first-person pronoun in the same sentence as an informal second-person pronoun allows you to distance yourself (via the formal first) while also being familiar (via the informal second), thereby achieving the conversational tenor known to linguists as Fuck Thee Specifically.

#just kidding i don't know what linguists call that tenor. or any tenors. i'm not totally positive what a tenor even is #but i can't let that stop me from writing a jokey post on tumblr dot com #register is a very interesting area of linguistics that i know very little about #so i'm probably revealing the depths of my vast ignorance here to all the sociolinguists who surely hang on my every word #but i've always thought of the formal/informal pronoun thing as being about two things: intimacy-distance & rudeness-politeness #and of course you can usually tell from context whether a formal pronoun is meant to indicate distance or politeness #(plus distance and politeness are related to each other (to various degrees depending on culture))#but it seems like it would be cool to have a built-in alignment chart of sorts just for pronoun combos #instead of prep jock nerd goth...why not try intimate self-effacing polite superior?#the goblin emperor #pronouns #register #sociolinguistics #my posts #f #anyway i know i said i wasn't going to reread the goblin emperor...but guess what. lol #and i edited my tags on that earlier post but fyi the language DOES distinguish between plural and formal singular pronouns #i had said i thought it used the same pronouns for plural and formal but i just wasn't paying close enough attention #so anyway i just reread the part where maia is talking to setheris in formal first and informal second #and you can see setheris going ohhh shit. oh shit oh shit oh shit #i'm in biiiiiig trouble #you sure are dude. that's the Time to Grovel signal #it's interesting because at the very beginning of the book when i first saw the formal first used i just thought it was the royal we #because i knew the main character was supposed to be royalty #but then EVERYONE was doing it. so it's not the royal we it's just the formal we #however. this does make me realize that the way the royal we would function in a language that retains the t-v distinction #is the same way i'm describing here. it's just reserving that particular tone (i'm better than you and am displeased with you)#for royalty only. which makes sense given royalty's whole deal

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undercoverossifrage · 2 months

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I love the little group of misfits we got to see at the beginning of book ten!

#The fact that they had practiced fighting techniques #That involved dropping trees on people #Windwalker is so sweet #Wodensfang trying to teach toothless manners #Toothless missing the point and just adding in random “polite” words to his regular rude talk #Hiccup accidentally speaking dragonese to his mom #That one is kinda sad though #httyd books #hiccup horrendous haddock iii #Book Toothless #book hiccup #windwalker #wodensfang #how to seize a dragon's jewel

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mosaickiwi · 2 months

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yoohoo!!! @nabi004 and @mialuna4 and that one anon!!! sick angel request!!! many thanks for the love <3

14 Days With You is an 18+ Yandere Visual Novel. MINORS DNI

~A Sick Angel~

“Can you please—”

“No.”

The past few minutes had been like talking to a brick wall. [REDACTED] hadn't let you move an inch from the bed since you’d woken up in an agonizing daze.

Sure, you felt like complete shit, maybe a little on the side of a fever. And the moment you sat up you wanted to scream. But it was manageable. If you tried, you'd be able to make it through a day at the library.

Blue eyes quickly narrowed, as if they knew exactly what you were thinking. It was frustrating how stubborn they could be when he wanted to.

You attempted to frown at your companion. Nothing really changed about your haggard expression—thanks to your face and entire body feeling like dead weight—but your tone worked well enough. “I need to go to work today.”

“Not happening,” he insisted as he reached up to your forehead.

You closed your eyes for just a second. His cold palm against your brow was too heavenly to ignore. “I don't want to let Elanor down. Today's really important for her,” you croaked.

They didn't bother to hide the momentary disgust in their tone at the mention of your coworker. “She wouldn't want y’working either, Angel.” As if to prove his point, they tapped away on your phone. He'd been holding it hostage behind his back.

Only a minute later, it dinged with a response and he finally held it out to you. Elanor had sent a polite and elaborate text as always. You read through it while he continued to run both of their cold hands over your heated face like two makeshift ice packs.

Good morning, [REDACTED]. At least I assume so from how brief that message was? Thank you for letting me know Y/N is ill! I'm sure they must be worried about missing today's event but we can handle it just fine! And I’m happy to take some pictures for them! Please take good care of them and give my well wishes. Regards, Elanor.

You raised an eyebrow and scrolled back up to the paltry message he'd sent her.

sick no work

Somehow, it was probably the nicest thing they'd ever managed to send any of your friends. You looked back up at him with what was meant to be a pout. “Okay then.”

With instant trust in your word, he stood up to leave the room. He soon returned with his arms full. A cold compress, medicine, some drinks, and anything else they thought you might need. You lightly rolled your neck and resigned to your fate as a patient when he sat next to you. The medicine and drink he offered were swallowed without fuss on your part, then you laid down. The throbbing pain already seemed to calm as you did.

The compress stayed at his side instead of being placed on your forehead like you thought. You felt their hand on your cheek yet again, a more noticeable chill to his rough skin this time.

“Just in case it feels too cold f’you,” he explained before you even asked.

It felt perfect, so you didn't mind at all. You practically purred in relief at the gentle circles they rubbed. You tiredly looked up to him as you complained, if only to tease them, “I'm a little disappointed you didn't bring out the nurse outfit.”

“‘Course you are.” His eyes lit up with mischief, a knowing smile cut across his lips to match your playful one. “I'll make it up t’you when y'feel better, yeah?” Their thumb slowly traced back and forth from one corner of your mouth to the other.

“Germs, you weirdo,” you reminded him. Though you didn't bother to shake off his hand, weak as you were. “You’ll get sick.”

“Y’worried about me, love? Cute. But I promise ‘M not gonna catch whatever you have that easy.” They leaned down to kiss your flushed temple, eventually settling propped up on one arm to lay as close as possible beside you. Faintly warm breath tickled the top of your head until you drifted back to sleep under their watchful gaze.

#14 days with you #14dwy redacted #momo reqs #hehehe :3 #requested THREE TIMES??#i was gonna write something like this eventually so yayyy #look elanor's in there!!!#she is SO rude to redacted omg #<- she only said regards instead of KIND regards #scandalous #he deserves fewer exclamation points in her mind (but still gets some)#bro didn't even use punctuation themselves #also!! angel: halfway lucid trying to read words #redacted: i must touch and squish

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ecoamerica · 2 months

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royalarchivist · 5 months

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Quackity: Lately, I have been participating in events and projects, and unfortunately it's become clear to me that my presence and name have only been used to attract the attention of my national and international community with the objective, as I see it, of generating more attention towards controversies - destructive controversies, and a rupture that is very clear in the community. [...] In advance, I ask the organizers of any type of events and projects like this to please show more respect to me and my community, because I've shown lots of sympathy and cooperation in these various projects and events, but it's become clear to me that their only interest is in using my name. My name and my community have been used to attract all this attention for distorted purposes, and I will no longer allow that to happen. That is not what my content is about - not me nor my content nor anything I’ve done.

Here's Quackity's commentary on respect and his reasoning for distancing himself and his projects from future events and awards shows.

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Quackity: Before I leave, I would like to talk about something that is very serious for me and something that I would like to tell you about. Because for me it is a very serious topic and it is a topic that- well, I had my mind on and I want to express it- [reading Chat] yes, thank you. Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas.

Anyways, lately I have been participating in events and projects, and in these events and projects, unfortunately it's become clear to me that my presence and name have only been used to attract the attention of my national and international community with the objective, as I see it, of generating more attention towards controversies - destructive controversies, and a rupture that is very clear in the community, and this is what I want to say: I'm NOT ok with these types of dynamics or stuff like this, and I want to make it very clear to my stream, my community, and everyone that, for this exact reason that I just mentioned, I want to make it clear that I want to distance myself and any of my projects from the Esland Awards, which you all know is coming up.

Sadly, the Esland Awards have been an event with a history of much controversy, a lot of division, and a lot of divisions within the community, and as you guys know, as you know, my content has never been characterized by seeking controversy or divisions or anything like that. It's for this exact reason that I don't want to be involved with these awards.

In advance, I ask the organizers of any type of events and projects like this to please show more respect to me and my community, because I've shown lots of sympathy and cooperation in these various projects and events, but it's become clear to me that their only interest is in using my name. My name and my community have been used to attract all this attention for distorted purposes, and I will no longer allow that to happen. I don't want it to happen. That is not what my content is about - not me nor my content nor anything I've done. That's what I want to make very clear here.

That's about it. I'm going to continue with the projects I'm doing and I want to thank my community so much for the support and love. I appreciate it very much, but I wanted to make this clear - I wanted to make this clear. This is just a topic I wanted to address quickly.

Thank you for all the love and support, I love you all so much.

#Quackity #QSMP #December 23 2023 #Translated #I tried my best but as always; if you have any suggestions or corrections please let me know #For context: Quackity and the QSMP have been repeatedly snubbed and undermined but very recently (as in like. the last 48 hours)#the ''Hispanic rewind'' aired and they were VERY rude to Quackity and his project #like straight up in the video itself they were rude about his project (and many other projects). It was basically a Spain-centric video #Then the creator double-downed on it on Twitter and was an all around asshole about it #I don't like sharing ''drama'' here but this is a matter of respect and communities so I think it's important to share #Especially since I know some people will ask ''hey why isn't Quackity / the QSMP nominated at this award show?''#The Esland awards are a whole 'nother can of worms but the dude who did the Rewind is tied to that too #The Eslands have had a lot of problems though so frankly I can't blame him #I wasn't planning on posting this but I wasn't seeing any translations or clips floating around on here #despite the discussions people were having #so here it is for folks if they want / need to reference it #Anyways. Good for Quackity #He never speaks up about this kind of stuff but this was long overdue #k I just updated the wording on this I didn't like how I phrased a few things

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