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#No way!#SHIVA! I will be you!
“Not advised.”
“Why! I personally would love to have what, a thousand weapons? It sounds like a great existence!”
“Also getting chased by half your country and getting bothered by people all the time.”
#No way!#SHIVA! I will be you!
“Not advised.”
“SHIVA! You handsome ranger you. WHERE are you.”
“I need to buy weapons! For Allfather Lloyd!”
“PAYMENT!”
yellowfingcr:
She’s hit simultaneously by two facts: one, this has to be one of the first if not the very first time she’s seeing Shiva’s face (he looks as charming as he sounds, if a little unhinged at the moment) and two, that the man should never, ever set foot in her own house, if this is his relationship with order as a concept.
May he never touch the wardrobe in the corner, bulging with all sort of garbage hoarded throughout years of travels and held shut by sheer luck and some amount of magic, yet perpetually one sudden movement away from bursting.
“That’s fifty weapons.” Heysel laments, gesturing at all sort of blades now scattered everywhere on the ground, “Fifty weapons with little to nothing in common with each other! You can’t make a yellow section out of this! You can barely separate them in ‘maybe for humans’ and ‘definitely for humans’. I think I’m seeing a butter knife even. This is a fight not even you can win!”
“Fifty weapons from my unsorted trunk, Heysel!” Shiva grabs a large bandit knife and waves it in front of her face, his eyes squinting. “Why would I sort a short hilt in with a medium one? Who does that?”
Waving to his Spook, Shiva waited for a beat as another trunk was tipped over and seemingly a solid hundred daggers toppled from the bottomless pit of his inventory. “That is one of the parts I had thought I sorted BUT as we see-” He hurls the dagger in his head past the head of his Spook, the blade sinking into the tree behind the man up to the hilt with a twang. “I forgot that one, I forgot to sort after colors and...”
Snapping his head back to Heysel, Shiva stares at the woman in silence. After a few seconds, he starts nodding softly, one hand raised, index finger pointing at Heysel while mimicking motion of his head.
“Usability. Very good point.”
yellowfingcr:
The very first thought that jumps in her mind is: bring chaos to his holy land of order. Plunge your arms into the stock, grab whatever, put all in the wrong places. Look at him through fabric and steel as you do so. Laugh and scream so hard the birds scatter when he slowly, justly, and painfully punishes you for hideous life choices. Do it. You yearn, LIVE for this sort of stupid things.
Heysel refrains from following it.
“Haven’t you now — haven’t you kind of, uh, organized your stock like twenty times by now. Just how many weapons do you have to make this something that happens every week? Where’s the yellow section?”
“Huh? Oh, yes, couple of times... it’s just... sometimes something feels off about the sorting.” He takes his helmet off, eyes burning into hers with a sudden feverish glare.
“Yellow section? See, I knew it! I usually sort after type then color but it would make more sense to sort the colors first, then the type, right?” Shiva doesn’t hesitate, grabbing one of his trunks and dumping around 50 weapons out, determination written over his face.
“I shall start sorting my inventory immediately!”
“Everything is pretty quiet today and I hope it’s because you’re all sleeping! Or getting some rest! Or doing something fun! The end of the world can wait.”
“I probably should invade, however.”
"Decided I wanted to organize my stock with another rule in mind: colour and type of ornaments."
GIVE ME A CHARACTER;
and I’ll break their ass down:
How I feel about this character
All the people I ship romantically with this character
My non-romantic OTP for this character
My unpopular opinion about this character
One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon.
nashandra for the character meme!
How I feel about this character
[This might come as a shock but the Shards of Manus in general don’t interest me much lore wise? Nor character wise either. I just never felt they were that deep.]
All the people I ship romantically with this character
[Vendrick.]
My non-romantic OTP for this character
[In a rivalry way with Aldia.]
My unpopular opinion about this character
[Nashandra is not a very strong presence in the game and her bossfight is kinda meh. I don’t hate her, I don’t have a connection to her really and it’s just business to kill her.]
One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon.
[To giver her more of a presence in game instead of just sitting there and then suddenly being a boss? Her vanishing trick with the arrow doesn’t count as that btw. See her actually being evil, hell I’d take more exposition by either Aldia or Shana at this point.]
ALL IM SAYING IS No Man's Sky Au would be half like Star Wars Au but without the angst but with maximum fun and mischievous intentions
*bangs pots and pans* costum ships, costum weapons, TURF WAR TURF WAR
ALL IM SAYING IS No Man's Sky Au would be half like Star Wars Au but without the angst but with maximum fun and mischievous intentions
No Man's Sky Au
GIVE ME A CHARACTER;
and I’ll break their ass down:
How I feel about this character
All the people I ship romantically with this character
My non-romantic OTP for this character
My unpopular opinion about this character
One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon.
other people may reject you but if you lie on the forest floor for long enough the moss and fungi will always accept you as one of their own
Leonhard can sing along to almost all Britney Spear’s songs.
"Where's my special boy!" He's a little transparent and hard to detect for her. As it should be.
Shiva no longer questioned why Heysel was like this. Instead he sighed and motioned over to a small alcove in the ruins.
The Spook stepped closer with a cheeky grin hidden behind his mask and waved at his favourite friend.
✧░ Not even the time for a blink, and Heysel had already launched herself to hug her friend by the waist, picking him up in the process with a gleeful laugh.
“Don’t be sad, Shiva! You’re also a special boy.” The Spook was still between her arms and with his feet very much not on the ground. “Can’t pick you up, though. Too much armor, too many weapons likely hiding inside said armor. But — oh! What if YOU picked both of us up!”
The Spook wasn't prepared for him to be lifted. At first kicking his feet, he decided that hugging Heysel loosely around the shoulders for support instead.
Shiva huffed at the woman's words. Walking over and bending down to grab Heysels waist and the Spooks knees, he lifted them both with a loud grunt. "There... you go..."
"Where's my special boy!" He's a little transparent and hard to detect for her. As it should be.
Shiva no longer questioned why Heysel was like this. Instead he sighed and motioned over to a small alcove in the ruins.
The Spook stepped closer with a cheeky grin hidden behind his mask and waved at his favourite friend.
//Since I was more on mobile the past month, I switched to this set of blogs for a bit of variety :D
