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8 share your favorite thing you've knit in the past year
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21 favorite warm weather knit?
I really enjoy wearing linen in summer. Linen is a bit of a challenge to work with because it has so little elasticity, but it's so worth it. So, linen, and linen mixes would be my favourite.
22 favorite cold weather knit?
Hats, I think. I could knit and wear a million hats, and not get bored. They're fast, you can play around with any kind of yarn and any kind of pattern, and you will always end up with an item that will keep you very warm but also fits in your pocket when it gets too warm. Sweaters are difficult, socks too vanilla, scarves and shawls can be too bulky with the wrong jacket. Hats are perfect.
News from the capital of Brainrot Republic: a dangerous curse fell upon these lands and it can only be lifted by writing a sacred text for prompts 35&36 [Hands]. Otherwise the nation will lose morale by facing a dreadful fate of only ever using Times New Roman [14 pt.] for every piece of writing. Make sure not to make it too green!
Okay you get a little of everything. Half-baked writing and some ramblings. Tried to keep it short to teach my perfection-brain a lesson in modesty, otherwise I would nightshift until monday to satisfy it. I hope it's enough to lift the morale of the Brainrot Republic to prevent the worst from happening *saluting to General Rev*
35: Hands - grabbing the other’s hand to pull them back to them
An unnamed battlefield during Unification War – 2069
(plannig to make a whole chapter out of this situation, so it's something like a little teaser)
First of all, a little mind game to better describe the situation. The beginning of corpo!Kaon is due to the fact that Kurt is supposed to destroy or steal some secret tech from Russia, which Millitech then uses for itself to gain new strategic advantages. This secret tech, which Aon is developing at the time, is the precursor to the Chimera. After Kurt takes the plans, they end up in the hands of Militech's Chief Engineer, who of course immediately puts his name under it and changes the blueprints to such an extent that not much remains of Aon's original plans and design decisions. Which is why she will forever be salty about the pile of scrap.
The scene I imagine is, as mentioned, on one of the many battlefields during the Unification War. Somewhere in a city, since they have one of the Chimera with them and it was designed for urban areas. However, the fucking thing malfunctions and Aon, as a mechanic is assigned to take care of it during the battle.
The whole situation is pretty dicey, Militech is in an unfavorable position and the tank would be their chance to turn the tide. But Kurt thinks it's too dangerous to repair it during the fight, so the two get into heated arguments.
Aon finally has enough of him, defies his orders to stand down and runs towards the deactivated machine.
At that moment, he could have simply called after her in a stern tone, barking orders as he does with every other of his soldiers. But he runs after her and grabs her hand to pull her back to him. This is a moment full of tension, as there is already a lot of chemistry happening between them and he makes it clear, that he wants to protect her and that her well-being is very important to him. She realizes this of course, but at that moment her ambition and the urge to do her job is unfortunately greater, which is why after a few moments of staring at each other she breaks away from his grip and runs to the Chimera to repair it anyway. With fatal consequences.
36: Hands - unconsciously searching out each other’s hand while sleeping
Black Sapphire – 2070
Kurt walked through the huge room at the top of the building, which was apparently called Black Sapphire, judging by the gold lettering on the large entrance doors at the bottom of the street. He could dimly recall the news when investors had tried to turn Pacifica into a tourist hotspot and this was supposed to be one of the most luxurious hotels on the entire West Coast.
A dream that never came true. Quite fitting that he was now stranded here, he thought.
You could guess that some kind of club or casino was supposed to be built up here, at least long counters had been set up for a couple of bars and now rather outdated gaming tables were gathering dust under thick canvas covers. Otherwise, the room was dark and empty, like most parts of this forgotten place.
Kurt was just tired.
To the left were a few narrow steps leading up to a kind of terrace or balcony. There were also a few pieces of furniture left behind, all covered in the same semi-transparent plastic sheeting covered in the dust of the badlands.
He threw it aside with a flourish and finally dropped onto one of the armchairs, exhausted.
He grimaced as he reached for his left shoulder and turned the joint. The wound still had not fully healed yet. And he still couldn't get used to the goddamn arm. It felt more like a strange object, than a limb.
"Here you are."
He lowered his arms and turned around in surprise. Aon came wandering across the room towards him, a thin smile on her lips. But she, too, looked exhausted and tired, which could definitely not be blamed on her. She was putting all her strength and skills into creating something out of this place as well and barely took a break from it.
"Yes. I needed some silence."
She walked around the two-seater and sat down next to it.
"I think you've found the perfect place for that."
They both just sat there in silence, looking down at the glowing skyline of the city. The city that should have been theirs. Kurt couldn't tell how many minutes had passed when he noticed Aon's head falling onto his shoulder and she leaned against it. But not only that. Apparently the exertions of the day had taken such a toll on her that she had finally fallen asleep. A thin smile crept onto his lips at the sight. He was also deadly tired, but there was still far too much going on in his head for him to be able to close his eyes.
A few minutes later, Aon turned to him, cuddled even closer to his shoulder and half-asleep searched, a little awkwardly, for support. She wrapped her arm around his and reached for his hand. Normally Kurt would have grabbed hers immediately, but he hesitated at the thought of gripping her fingers with those mechanical claws and pulled his hand slightly to the side. She persisted, however, until she finally got hold of his wrist, followed by the pinky and finally the whole hand, slipping her fingers between his.
This small gesture touched him. In different ways. Bitterness arose in him whenever he looked at the dark metal that had replaced his hand and entire arm. Weakness and failure were the first words that kept popping into his head. And the fact that he could no longer even feel the warmth of her hands only intensified his melancholy. On the other side, even when she was asleep, she didn't seem to find it strange to cling to those cold, dead knuckles and apparently even found a kind of comfort in it. She accepted this new part of him, much quicker than he does.
He had lost a lot in the last few weeks. But he was more than happy and relieved about everything he had left.
A few more moments passed before he also closed his eyes and tried to get a few hours of sleep, resting his head on hers.
(A small footnote in case it's confusing. Corpo Aon doesn't have Gorilla Arms like Aon in the main fic. Therefore Kurt's grief at the loss of his senses is much bigger).
10. I sent the same number to our other Nina and said something along the lines of "a few HC characters I don't know, but two come to mind and I don't recall who drew my attention to whom first." So for you, I choose Mikey. You have really done a fantastic job of making me fall for that super goof and all his cats. (I don't even like cats!!! lol)
9. And I mean, I love all your stories that are still in progress, but you know I am over here dying for the next Under Orders installment.
8. I love the way you change your style and tone for each character and fic you write. You do SUCH a good job of capturing different quirks and personality traits. And my god, everything about Sy in What's the Occasion was absolute perfection!
Smooches!
Charlieee! Took me way too long to get back to you with this... Thank you!
I don't know what to say, really, other than THANK YOU! I love love love having you as a friend and I am and always will be forever grateful to have you read my stuff <3 It's an honor, because I love your writing <3 (Those letters live fucking rent free in my brain, babygrirl)
I know you're dying for the next part of UO, I am too, I promise - but it's been awfully quiet... I'll be honest: I'm still struggling to find out how Sy fits in their dynamic, and I want to do it right. I can't just throw another guy in there and expect everything to be the same+1. Please be patient with me... (I know you are <3)
Then the last bit is where you almost made me cry, honey... Did you have to be so NICE? T-T Thank you so so so so so much, I really appreciate your kind words <3
(And thanks for the honorable mention of What's the occasion? - it was a blast to write, and I'm glad it exists hehe)
CARNATION ! CORAL ! FUSCIA !!! i have to capitalize on this ask game before all of them are taken !!!!
carnation - how important are “looks” to you in a relationship?
a normal amount ? if my partner is comfortable in such way then i’m happy for them, i don’t have to change them for my liking ( if we’re talking about physical looks and such ?? im dumb alright bear w me )
coral - what's something you're passionate about?
my hyperfixations . . . i think that’s it . . ? um,
fuchsia - describe your personality in three words!