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warlordfelwinter · 4 months
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maprico
narin has valid questions about his tenno friend
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The sun was setting over the plains, bathing Cetus in warm golden light. The market still hummed with sounds—a chorus of voices and laughter, bells and chimes tinkling in the breeze, loud calls of animals, the soft strum of music. The air smelled of the sea, of meals being cooked, of fresh fish and incense and spices. A perfect, peaceful evening, before night fell and the Eidolons began their mournful howls.
Not that the Eidolons would break the peace for Narin. He had grown up falling asleep to their cries, safe within the Unum’s embrace. The night would likely be far less peaceful for the Tenno who sat next to him in the scrubby grass, overlooking the market. They would be leaving the wall after dark, going out to hunt the massive sentients.
Narin couldn’t imagine why anyone would want to do such a thing. He’d seen an Eidolon from a distance once and that was close enough for him. It was hard, looking at Juno, to reconcile the youthful face and stature with someone who could take down a beast of that size. But they were a Tenno. The warframe that knelt motionlessly behind them was proof enough of that. The warframe that Narin had thought was the Tenno for the longest time. But the Tenno were children. Younger than Narin and yet infinitely older.
Millennia… Another difficult thing to believe about Juno. If he looked past their luminous eyes and the marring of their somatics, they looked like any other teen. They looked the same age as him. And yet they’d been alive during the Orokin Empire. Something that was just distant history to Narin. Stories he’d been told.
They’d been in stasis, the way they told it. When they were controlling their warframe, they were on a ship, far from here, their body held in stasis while their mind roamed. They could leave it now, as evidenced by their presence next to him, and it made Narin wonder if they aged when they were outside.
He wondered about a lot of things, with Juno. At the moment, as he watched Juno idly scratching the ears of the kubrow that dozed in their lap, he wondered about food.
Narin popped a small piece of rubad into his mouth, chewing. He’d brought a plate up here with him, with sliced fruit and nuts and cheese, drizzled with spiced honey. It had clearly been meant to be shared and yet Juno hadn’t touched any of it. Maybe they were just being polite about food they didn’t like, but Narin wondered…
“Do you eat?”
Juno blinked and looked at him. “What?”
“Do you eat?” Narin repeated. “You know, like food.” He put a piece of cheese into his mouth, demonstrably.
“I know what food is,” Juno said, frowning, and decidedly not answering Narin’s question.
“So that’s a no…?” he asked, slowly.
They looked away, color rising to their cheeks. “It’s… a… I don’t know,” they said.
“You don’t know?” Narin asked, laughing. “How do you not know??”
“I mean, I don’t,” Juno said, looking at him again. “I don’t eat. I don’t remember… ever… eating, but I must have at some point… before…”
Narin rested his chin on his hand, looking at them curiously. “So your… stasis thing keeps you… full?” he guessed.
“I suppose so,” Juno said. “I’ve never thought about it.”
“So… can you eat?” Narin asked. “If you wanted to.”
Juno stared at him for a moment, thinking. “I… don’t know,” they said, eventually.
Narin picked up a piece of maprico and slowly held it up in front of Juno’s face, watching those unsettling glowing eyes briefly cross to focus on it before returning to Narin’s face. He waggled the piece of fruit enticingly.
“You should find out.”
Juno held his gaze for a moment before they took the fruit. With an amount of caution that was almost comical, they opened their mouth and placed it inside. Almost immediately, their eyes widened slightly and a soft noise of surprise escaped their throat. They chewed slowly, their expression slowly morphing from one of surprised pleasure to increasing distress.
“Mm!—mmrmh!—why does it burn?!” they managed to demand after swallowing. They doubled over, coughing, and Narin burst out laughing. The spice of the honey was quite mild for Ostron standards, but for someone who hadn’t eaten in millennia…
Juno glared at him, which only made him laugh harder.
“Sorry, sorry,” he giggled. “Here, the cheese helps—”
“No,” Juno said, batting his hand away. “I think I’m done with food.”
“Ai yo! Behold the mighty Tenno, defeated by a piece of spicy fruit,” Narin declared. “We are all doomed.”
Juno stuck their tongue out at him and then disappeared, dissolving into light and being pulled backward into their frame. They shifted and stood, Nezha’s figure moving as naturally as if it was Juno’s own body.
Narin glanced at the sky, realizing it had gotten dark as they’d been sitting here. “Time for the hunt?” he guessed.
They nodded. As if on cue, the ululation of an Eidolon split the quieting air.
“Sho-lah. Good luck. I’ll make harpu for you next time.”
“Like I’m going to trust you about food again,” they said, voice synthesized and strange coming through Nezha.
“That one’s a drink,” Narin said.
“Whatever.” They shifted back and step and then launched off the overlook, twisting mid-air and flipping, landing on a roof and sprinting lightly along cords and fabrics, hardly seeming to touch anything before they were jumping again, impossibly agile. Their kubrow dutifully ran down the hill and chased after them.
Narin waved, watching until they were out the doors, and then dropped back onto the grass, looking up at the darkening sky. He reached blindly for the plate and grabbed a piece of fruit, dropping it into his mouth and chewing, savoring the warmth of the spices. He snorted to himself.
“Some killing machine.”
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sharkneto · 1 year
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My favorite thing that you've written has to be Nice Things Can't Last Forever (They Still End Too Soon). I've reread it so many times at this point, the raw emotion in it is so good. The scene I think about is when Five answers all the questions Klaus asked in the beginning and Klaus wishing that he asked more. It makes me cry every time I read it and it's honestly just so good.
Man, there are scenes that I've written that have also just Stuck With Me and that is one of them. NTCLF(TSETS) is a fic that is near and dear to my heart, it's very special to me, it has a lot of very personal emotion that needed an outlet. I'm very proud of it. And that bit, Five answering these questions Klaus had for him hours after being asked hits me Just Right. He didn't forget, he recognized that, while Klaus was just giving example questions for things they don't know, they were still genuine. Klaus wanted to know him that little bit more, and they don't have more time, but Five can still give him that little bit. His favorite color is chartreuse. He loved seeing India. He likes dogs. Sprinkled donuts are still the best donut. It's not enough - it will never be enough - but it's the best he can do. He actually gets to say a goodbye, this time, and he's trying to wrap up as many loose ends as he can. It hurts, but in the best way.
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koobiie · 3 days
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shoutout to everyone who wants to infodump but cant string together coherent thoughts to form sentences and instead just look at you like this
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alocalfrog · 15 days
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Can you imagine suing Boeing and coming home to find Boeing's faulty plane parts washed up in your backyard?
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skenpiel · 1 month
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i hope i never ever ever see this image while im high or it will also straight up kill me. it would make me so scared my skeleton would run away And id be a boneless scared heap on the ground
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x0401x · 27 days
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So I just saw a post by a random personal blog that said “don’t follow me if we never even had a conversation before” and?????? Not to be rude but literally what the fuck??????????
I’ve had people (non-pornbots) try to strike conversation out of nowhere in my DMs recently, and now I’m wondering if they were doing that because they wanted to follow me and thought they needed to interact first. I feel compelled to say, just in case, that it’s totally okay to follow this blog (or my side blog, for that matter) even if we’ve never talked before.
Also, I’m legit confused. Is this how follow culture works right now? It was worded like it’s common sense but is that really a thing?
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bonesandthebees · 1 month
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one of the most infuriating things about becoming an adult is when you realize that it actually is 10x easier to solve problems by making a phone call vs literally any other communication method
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stemmmm · 2 months
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never forgive trigger for what they cut
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greelin · 8 months
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blood “loss”? well it’s not lost. i know exactly where it went. right over there.
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miniaturecatmentality · 2 months
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guys I just found the greatest video on the internet
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butchfalin · 6 months
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the funniest meltdown ive ever had was in college when i got so overstimulated that i could Not speak, including over text. one of my friends was trying to talk me through it but i was solely using emojis because they were easier than trying to come up with words so he started using primarily emojis as well just to make things feel balanced. this was not the Most effective strategy... until. he tried to ask me "you okay?" but the way he chose to do that was by sending "👉🏼👌🏼❓" and i was so shocked by suddenly being asked if i was dtf that i was like WHAT???? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?????????? and thus was verbal again
#yeehaw#1k#5k#10k#posts that got cursed. blasted. im making these tag updates after... 19 hours?#also i have been told it should say speech loss bc nonverbal specifically refers to the permanent state. did not know that!#unfortunately i fear it is so far past containment that even if i edited it now it would do very little. but noted for future reference#edit 2: nvm enough ppl have come to rb it from me directly that i changed the wording a bit. hopefully this makes sense#also. in case anyone is curious. though i doubt anyone who is commenting these things will check the original tags#1) my friend did not do this on purpose in any way. it was not intended to distract me or to hit on me. im a lesbian hes a gay man. cmon now#he felt very bad about it afterwards. i thought it was hilarious but it was very embarrassed and apologetic#2) “why didn't he use 🫵🏼?” didn't exist yet. “why didn't he use 🆗?” dunno! we'd been using a lot of hand emojis. 👌🏼 is an ok sign#like it makes sense. it was just a silly mixup. also No i did not invent 👉🏼👌🏼 as a gesture meaning sex. do you live under a rock#3) nonspeaking episodes are a recurring thing in my life and have been since i was born. this is not a quirky one-time thing#it is a pervasive issue that is very frustrating to both myself and the people i am trying to communicate with. in which trying to speak is#extremely distressing and causes very genuine anguish. this post is not me making light of it it's just a funny thing that happened once#it's no different than if i post about a funny thing that happened in conjunction w a physical disability. it's just me talking abt my life#i don't mind character tags tho. those can be entertaining. i don't know what any of you are talking about#Except the ppl who have said this is pego/ryu or wang/xian. those people i understand and respect#if you use it as a writing prompt that's fine but send it to me. i want to see it#aaaand i think that's it. everyday im tempted to turn off rbs on it. it hasn't even been a week
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dio7r · 7 months
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ladychlo · 3 months
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Motaz Azaiza interviewed by Ajstream after fleeing Gaza, please do watch the whole interview...
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sylvies-kablooie · 4 months
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i do unironically think the best artists of our generation are posting to get 20 notes and 3 reblogs btw. that fanfic with like 45 kudos is some of the best stuff ever written. those OCs you carry around have some of the richest backstories and worldbuilding someone has ever seen. please do not think that reaching only a few people when you post means your art isn't worth celebrating.
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trashy-greyjoy · 4 months
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really love dynamics that are like 'it honestly doesn't matter if you view them as romantic or platonic, the point is that they love each other. the type of love is inconsequential, all that matters is that it's there'. gotta be one of my favorite genders.
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miametropolis · 4 months
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and what if I told you nine was less afraid of love than ten. what then.
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