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“Hey, Pidge?” He’s mentally marked the questionable figures before he’s turning his eyes to his sister, pushing his chair to roll in her direction ; there’s a comfort and familiarity in this, in being able ask and trust her judgment just as easily as breathing. Even if his momentum across the floor near comically inching to a creep. “Is it just me or do these numbers look off to you, too? They seem kinda high. I think I’m gonna run them again.”
26. — protection
The surety of returning home’s as unattainable as the stars dotting the sky, their only companions as panic’s buzzing over the comm units. ; there’s no one to protect them here ( what’s this? what’s happening? this is impossible ). Still, they try to reach ; the terrain’s different beneath his feet, it moves differently ——– he moves differently. And it’s between the infinitely high ceiling of the sky and the ever rebounding floor that he feels trapped, crushed, and it’ll be the stars that win. They’re supposed to be alone out there, billions of kilometers from home, and somehow that’s scarier. But they’re not alone anymore. There’s a dull roar bleeding into the small room, faces that’ll become nothing but blurs crowded in ( how many are there? he’s not sure, he can’t bring himself to care through the fear and dread, and he’ll become less when he decompartmentalizes this memory ). He swallows when a voice bass underlines the cacophony, and it’s an action that gives him little chance to process the shouting, the pain, the ground. His first thought is that he isn’t going to see the stars again. His second is that he just might —- thanks to an old friend. And he does see them again when he’d been ushered into shuttle and catapulted from the halls that will surely revisit him ; they aren’t the same, though. The revelation tastes bitter, though he of anyone should’ve known better ( but what’s left if that notion’s gone? ), but he’ll keep looking to them as if they can guide him home. He’s so lost. But they don’t, not yet at least ; he stays with them, the rebels as he learns. He’s come to learn all too intimately the Galra Empire’s cruelty, its relentlessness and ever subsuming expansion. And if there’s a circle he’s drawn that the Galra can never touch, not on his life, then so be it ; he can accept not returning home for that, and he’ll become stronger for that. He can come to terms with never seeing his mom, his sister, so long as it means Earth remains untouched and they stay safe ( god knows they’ve gotten too close once before ). And so he dies. Not literally, of course, but for all intents and purposes ; it’s a convenient configuration, bittersweetly fallen on his lap with a botched mission. A base buried well beneath the surface of an inhospitable planet, he deprecatingly jokes to himself that it’s his coffin. Vaguely he wonders how much truth there may be to it, and with a shudder in his chest and fire in his movements he refuses to let it be so. Not when a stranger donned in white and green all but explodes through his door like a supernova. “----------- Pidge?” He hadn’t accounted for the stars finding him.
One Word Writing Prompts
Send me a number 1 thru 50 for a word that I’ll use to write either a headcanon, drabble, or starter. Send 🌀 for a random number instead.
01. — first 02. — kiss 03. — final 04. — numb 05. — broken 06. — wings 07. — melody 08. — rules 09. — chocolate 10. — nostalgia 11. — heartbeat 12. — stranger 13. — confusion 14. — bitter 15. — afterlife 16. — daybreak 17. — audience 18. — endless 19. — fireworks 20. — wishing 21. — birthday 22. — tomorrow 23. — oppression 24. — agony 25. — return 26. — protection 27. — boxes 28. — hope 29. — preparation 30. — beautiful 31. — lies 32. — underneath 33. — hide 34. — diary 35. — unforeseen 36. — conditional 37. — gone 38. — clear 39. — heartache 40. — wired 41. — insanity 42. — foolish 43. — words 44. — study 45. — love 46. — skies 47. — stars 48. — lucky 49. — shake 50. — punctual
matt’s the guy who absentmindedly disassembles and reassembles pens and mechanical pencils if they’re 1) within his reach, and 2) he’s idle for too long
skyguarded:
Shiro had had more than a couple of cases where he didn’t expect to see either of the things in front of him. Matt and all too familiar buildings. He’d dreamt about it going a variety of ways. Finding out Matt had died in too many horrible ways to even list. To see his old friend in front of him is almost dizzying. Makes him wonder if he’s really seeing things correctly or if he’d fallen asleep standing up. “Me? I can’t believe you’re alive. I didn’t-” he doesn’t want to finish the idea. Didn’t know if Matt had even survived the next few days let alone years. “Okay well, to be fair…I was dead for a bit. Still not too sure how long, but I definitely did die for some amount of time. So maybe your math wasn’t entirely wrong. Jesus, you’re here.” He’s barely finished the sentence before he’s got Matt in a tight hug.
“You ----” He’d barely been able to register’s Shiro’s admission before he’s falling into the embrace, into the comfort of a dear and here friend ( god, he’s still alive after all this time, and the knowledge eases his shoulders, his mind ). And yet t’s the blast of familiarity silences him, even if it’s just temporarily, and there’s no hesitation when his arms clasp around Shiro. He’s here ; he’s here ; he’s alive, and he’s here.
And when the questions are much too demanding to be put off any longer and he parts just enough so his hands can perch on Shiro’s shoulders, a steadying force ( a contact that reassures him still that, yes, he’s still tangible before him ). “You died? Shit, Shiro you’re the one who died, and you’re amazed I’m here? How does that even work? How are you even here?”
blazerought:
❝ Let’s go with THE FIRST OPTION, mostly because that comparison automatically lead my mind down the path of metal bikini and I don’t really feel like thinking about wearing one of those. ❞ Keith sighed, taking a moment from his guard to peek over Matt’s shoulder. He wasn’t sure what he expected to see other than work that he didn’t really understand but… HE WAS CURIOUS.
❝ How much longer? ❞
“If you ask me, that isn’t an opportunity you turn down lightly, but suit yourself.” He means it to tease, clapping his hands together as he’s done ---- finally ---- and blinks up to his apparently nosy and dear partner in crime ( not that he’s particularly concerned by this ). Or whatever it was they wanted to call their escapades. “Who am I to judge?”
“Just finished up, so stand back. Just in case, y’know? Safety first.” He isn’t about to mention the irony here.
goofbcll:
“Of course. Of course, It would take awhile. But, we might actually reach the stars at this point. Visit other planets that we couldn’t really visit due to the awful terrain. Imagine going to Pluto? It would be no problem with the tech we have now.”
“Pluto.” Of all Hunk’s said, it’s what he fixates on and nearly laughs, not unkindly ; there’s a layer of amazement in his voice. Not too long ago he’d embarked on a doomed mission to one of its satellites, and now they’ve well surpassed what had been considered conceivable ( but he isn’t wrong ). “You’re right : it’d be no problem at all. We’d be in the intergalactic sphere ---- with enough time of course --- And its implications beyond space exploration. Botany? Medicine? For example ---”
❝ Where have you been? We’ve been worried sick! ❞
The breath’s ragged as he’s slowing to a standstill, each step a rallentando to a final thump against the packed dirt ( though his heart isn’t gracing him the same reprieve, not yet ) ; attention dances between her and where they emerged. They’d been delayed a bit, sure, and eventfully so, but they’ve made it back in varying states of okay ; that’s enough for him then, with his sister’s words ringing in his ears, but that’s it. That’s all. They have to be moving again. “Sorry ‘bout that ----- we got a little tied up on our way.”
“Y’ready to go? ‘Cause we’ve gotta go, and we’ve gotta go now. Unless you want company.”
✧ BROOKLYN NINE - NINE SENTENCE PROMPTS !
* A VARIETY & MIXTURE OF THE SHOW, CHANGE PRONOUNS AS NEEDED / FITTING .
❝ The next time I see you I’d like you to be wearing a necktie. ❞
❝ Get rid of the mouse, and get your act together. Now. ❞
❝ I see what you’re trying to do, but it’s not gonna work.. ❞
❝ Wow, looks like he hates you even more than me. ❞
❝ God, you must have been the worst fourth grader ever. ❞
❝ Giving him a name makes him human. ❞
❝ I’m fairly certain you would be caught. ❞
❝ What’s the most valuable thing in your office? ❞
❝ You mean my job as an amazing detective/genius? ❞
❝ Did you tell her we slept together twice? ❞
❝ I’m not gonna lie, that turns me on a little bit. ❞
❝ I’d wondered why all the birds had suddenly stopped singing. ❞
❝ You’re going to leave my precinct and my task force alone. ❞
❝ Come on, who wants to take this seriously? ❞
❝ I bet she tucked herself in the bed too tight and got stuck. ❞
❝ Where have you been? We’ve been worried sick! ❞
❝ Oh, is he sore from high-fiving criminals he’s gotten out of jail? ❞
❝ Did he get a murderer off who then murdered him to celebrate? ❞
❝ A cop and a defense attorney sleeping together? That’s highly unusual. ❞
❝ It’s a personal matter, involving a personal friend and his personal uncle. ❞
❝ So you remembered to turn off your signature, right? ❞
❝ I promise you, as soon as they tell me, you’ll be the first to know. ❞
❝ You won. Go ahead and gloat, you toad. ❞
❝ Look, I promise I won’t tell anyone, alright? My lips are sealed! ❞
❝ This is a secret. Do you understand me? ❞
❝ You do know what they do to witches up there, don’t you? ❞
❝ Well, I think we handled that with dignity. ❞
❝ Are you making fun of my stutter? ❞
❝ Oh. Uh… Sorry. I think I’m feeling a little awkward. ❞
❝ How do we make it not weird? ❞
❝ I just realized I’m never gonna be able to say that to his face. ❞
❝ You know I’ve made a lot of improvements since you left? ❞
❝ I know we just met, and I don’t wanna be too forward… ❞
❝ I’ve got that feeling about you. I like you. I think tonight we- ❞
❝ They just gave me ten years in prison.. ❞
❝ You can’t do anything except disobey orders and screw up! ❞
❝ Why are you dressed up? You look like an idiot. ❞
❝ What’s up? How can I help? ❞
❝ Well, we’ll just break you down to nothin’ and see what time it is. ❞
❝ Speaking of which, I’m getting hungry. What’s for dinner? ❞
❝ Why do people like these things? They’re just shiny rocks. ❞
❝ We’re gonna talk to a lawyer and get a professional opinion. ❞
❝ Looks good! Can barely tell you hulked out in here. ❞
❝ I just threw a bunch of popcorn on the floor. It wasn’t that hard. ❞
❝ All I did was be the only person who believes in you. ❞
❝ Somebody’s tryin’ to kill me, and I need protection. ❞
❝ I can smoke as much weed as I want. ❞
❝ It’s this kind of bickering that makes us such an adorable couple. ❞
❝ I saw an opening and I had to take it. ❞
❝ But this isn’t over! I will hunt you to the ends of the earth! ❞
❝ What?! But we saw him throw them in the garbage! ❞
❝ Nobody’s ever gonna see that footage; the case was cut and dry. ❞
❝ It’s not like I’m dying to tell anyone I saw your- ❞
❝ I’m dating my son-of-a-bitch ex-husband; who am I to judge? ❞
❝ I’ll let you guys talk! I’ll just close my eyes. ❞
❝ I’ll let you give me a spray tan! Any shade you want! ❞
❝ Massage! I’ll give you a massage! ❞
❝ I’ll also give you full control over my hair and wardrobe. ❞
❝ That really freaked me out and I just want this to end now. ❞
❝ The cheese is amazing. It melts in my mouth. And in my hands! ❞
❝ Come on, you can be honest. ❞
❝ I want old, expensive books. I’ll send you a list. ❞
❝ The tow truck just got here, so that’ll buy us at least an hour. ❞
❝ Tow truck?! What the hell’d you do to my car?! ❞
❝ What we need in here is an armored personnel carrier. A tank! ❞
❝ Well, I’m gonna go follow up on a lead right now. ❞
❝ Woah, no! What’re those morons doing in there?! ❞
❝ Why is everyone just standing around? Get back to work! ❞
❝ What’d you do? What’d you say? ❞
❝ I hear you can smuggle in crap from outside. ❞
❝ What’re you lookin’ at? You got a problem? ❞
❝ I like you. You got balls.. ❞
❝ I hate to rub it in, detectives, but I told you they’d find me. ❞
❝ Well, he keeps yelling, “Disability for life!” so I think he’s fine. ❞
❝ Who hired you? Who do you work for, pizza man?! ❞
❝ You look out there and see a problem, I look out there and see an opportunity. ❞
❝ What have I become? Was this whole thing even worth it? ❞
❝ All because we shut down a foot massage place. ❞
❝ Oh, my God. The City has no mayor now. ❞
❝ Put your magical hands where I can see them! ❞
❝ Did they make their bust? Did they save the precinct? ❞
❝ I was behind the bar the whole time. ❞
❝ I bet they have some awesome name for it. ❞
❝ Can a paring knife remove a human heart in under a minute? ❞
❝ I think you guys might be our best option at finding this guy again. ❞
❝ You know, a bunch of us are going out drinking tonight. ❞
❝ How did you get over there? Who are they? ❞
❝ I’ve been calling you. Why won’t you answer your phone? ❞
❝ We’ve been onto you for weeks, and we finally got you. ❞
❝ I’ve never seen them before! What is going on? ❞
❝ We’re on the money trail, and we just found a new lead. ❞
❝ Okay, this is bad. This is really bad. ❞
❝ Wait… What? Did you say “eat people”? Are you a cannibal, [ Name ]? ❞
❝ I’m always gonna be one step ahead of you. ❞
❝ I’m so confused. I don’t know what’s happening right now. ❞
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“You got me, detective. Looks like I’m going to liar’s jail.” It’s said with something of mock seriousness, with a solemness exaggerated ----- and he’s to hold a mirrored expression longer than what’s likely necessary. And yet it cracks, an upturn to lips peaking through, a glimmer of humor dancing in his look.
Candid pics? No, take cryptid pics of me. Make me as blurry as possible. My eyes glow. I’m in places I logically can’t be in.
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“I’ve gotta say : this is way cooler than I’d ever though possible.” Sure, he’d had a thorough tour not too long earlier, but there’s always something new capturing his attention --- something to investigate and fawn over. “Not just the conception, but the implementation. Can you imagine what this would do with Earth tech? It’d revolutionize ---- everything!”
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It’s been years since they’ve found themselves here again ; it’s almost funny, in a sardonic sort of way, if he juxtaposes them and now. What had once been bright eyes, bright futures, emanating from them had been worn away into wariness --- weariness --- clinging as a fog. Luck that they’d made it so far, but dread that they can only go so much further. Still, Earth fares no better ; this he’s learned through meetings, through talking, and through their surroundings. Through the battle whose dust is only beginning to settle.
“I still can’t believe you’re alive.” It’s said blankly, just is, just a statement of fact, but he’s going to blink the other --- as if somehow still this can’t be so ( but it is ). “You haven’t been seen since ------ Do you know how unlikely it is that you wouldn’t been alive this time, too? Infinitesimal. Impossible. But ------ Maybe I was looking at this wrong. Maybe the constant has something to do with you.”
blazerought:
❝ I wasn’t gonna DOUBT YOU. ❞ Eyes rolled, Keith giving Matt an unamused glance before his attention was back to being focused on the task at hand and watching the perimeter.
❝ You’re A HOLT and maybe I don’t know you or your parents as well as I know Pidge but I trust her and I trust that she trust’s YOU and Shiro always had good things to say about your family. Plus… it’s not like I’d know how to work somethin’ like that. I’m not a tech guy, so you’re kind of the only hope here regardless. ❞
“Well ---- that’s good to know!” He’s unperturbed, choosing instead to take this as an opportunity to shrug and return to his work with a contrasting upturn tracing his lips. Matt’s nearly done, nigh upon success, and it feels as though his breath’s suspended upon it’s completion ; still, it’s not to hinder something of a chuckle, of a response borrowing a bit of that air. “I can’t tell if you’re suggesting that my reputation precedes me or that I’m the Obi Wan to your Leia, but honestly I don’t think I’d be disappointed with either.”
matt’s biggest motivator in the time between galra capture and reuniting with pidge is his family: 1) in that their dad is still out there somewhere, and they need to find him; and 2) in that doing whatever he can to help keep zarkon and the galra empire as far away from earth as possible is more important than making it home. a galra empire away from earth means a galra empire away from pidge and their mom.
i guess a quick thought dump that i’ll just end up adding on to for matt ---- at least for tonight. under a read more because it’ll end up long.
he can be the living embodiment of a shitpost at times, but it gives him a sense of normalcy? and a sense that not every fiber of their existences have to be centered around the intergalactic war and the galra? i guess it’s him giving him a sense of being himself and his own person.
he absolutely knows when to be serious, and he’s super resourceful, quick thinking, and field aware.
matt probably hasn’t had a haircut ( or very few ) over the course of his time in space, looking at how much and just overall how his hair’s been growing out. he started pulling it back when it started to get in the way, though.
matt speaks italian.
matt would do anything for pidge, is super proud of her, and would go to the ends of the universe to make sure she’s safe and happy.
throughout the garrison and the kerberos mission matt wasn’t much of a fighter ; he was the researcher, and that was that. he probably had some basic training at the very least, but all the training in the world can’t prepare you for having to actually do something --- not at first at least.
that being said, he’s definitely had to learn how to defend himself to actually fighting since escaping galra capture. it’s kind of necessary. his preference falls something like polearm -> firearm -> hand-to-hand
he’s quick to become infatuated with someone. he’ll claim he’s slow to get to know someone, but that’s largely because he has a high bar in what’s considered getting to know someone.
he wears his emotions on his sleeve. he’s learned to do it more since kerberos and escape and the rebels, but he’s still pretty open.
matt loves to learn and will try to learn everything from everyone, and he’s more than happy to be a resource/ reference.
matt is very definitely the person who fights for kindness, happiness, love, and all thatt. and to keep things that have happened to him and others from happening to more people.
matt is absolutely an animal person.