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ctrl + f game
Tagged by @1lostsoul0fishbowl! Aw, thank you, doll! 🥰
(so I'm guessing it's from any and all published fics? We're going to say that it is)
My task is to find the words absolutely, giggle, and helpless. Let's see what we've got!
From We Remain:
Curiosity bolstered, she mounted the stairs, finding herself ascended to the building's flat roof, just in time to see Mo exhale a long plume of smoke. "Ah, you've found me," he said, sounding unconcerned. She laughed in shocked surprise. "Is that a cigarette?" "Don't tell Amira. She thinks I've quit." "They still make those things?" "Unfortunately yes." He took another drag, smiling slightly. "Can you forgive me a secret vice?" "Absolutely."
From Chosen:
Syd generously ran interference for her with Amira for the rest of her shift, but Monica was still tired when she left Fat Mo's that afternoon. She headed back to the apartment (their apartment, she thought with a glow), arriving home before Karveth, which didn’t surprise her. He'd been putting in a lot of long duty shifts in the past month in preparation for the two weeks of leave he'd be taking when they got married. When they got married. She heard herself giggle suddenly, and covered her mouth hastily, even though she was alone. In a way, getting married wouldn’t really change anything, but it was exciting anyway. He was the best person she knew: strong-willed, quick-witted, brilliant and funny, with an incredible gentleness lurking beneath his stern, sarcastic exterior. She loved him – and more than that, she’d chosen him, from the first time they’d met, and now she would get to tell the universe that. Now if she could just get Amira to stop trying to turn this into a royal wedding complete with elephants and a three kilometer procession through the center of the colony.
From For the Duration:
It feels like after the Xindi attack...like something’s hanging over us, this cloud we can feel but can’t see. I used to look up at the night sky, and think about Uncle Trip, and all the amazing things out there. But now the dark hides things. Dad and Papa don’t wanna talk about it. But I guess I understand why, because I don’t wanna talk about it with the boys. They’re so much younger, I just wanna let them be kids. Which is probably what Dad and Papa think about me. But I’m nearly seventeen! And I just...I feel helpless. I guess that’s why I’m sending this to you. What do Vulcans do when they feel helpless? Or...is feeling helpless just completely illogical, and I should know better? Anyway...I don’t know where I was going with this. I guess, just, uh...chalk it up to your weird human nephew being weird and human. I hope you’re doing okay.
(That one was tough! 😅)
Tagging @deadheaddaisy, @indignantlemur, @pearlypairings, @phoenixflames12, @leliesbleu, and anybody else who wants to play. Your words are floor, coldly, and sparkle. Have fun!
I wish ctrl+f worked irl This is one of my older scenes
It always amazes me that so few people know this shortcut!
i wish we had a ctrl f in real life
ctrl + f game! (part 2)
Tagged by @pearlypairings, this time!
My words are pocket, flicker, and shine. Let's see what we've got.
From Far From the Sun:
“Speaking of Andorians,” he said, unwilling to wait for the gossip to come to him, “what happened with that Andorian guy you were seeing the last time I was here?” “Karveth?” She flashed a grin and lifted her beringed left hand. “I married him.” Max laughed. “Right.” She simply looked at him, her smile undiminished. He stared. “You're serious.” She nodded, still smiling. “When did that happen?” “This past March.” “So, uh… how's that been?” Her smile deepened. “Amazing,” she said simply, and pulled her order PADD from her apron pocket. “Special of the day's the black garlic burger. I seem to remember you being a fan of that one.”
From No Going Back:
“Jhamel…” Whether by accident or design, he'd stopped directly in front of her, and now he took one of her hands between his, very gently, kindly refraining from saying how little the word of a pacifist Aenar would likely mean to the General Staff of the Imperial Guard. “Wouldn’t you rather go home? Back to your people?” There was something almost regretful in his voice, and she could sense his antennae lowering. It was oddly flattering. “I don't think I can go back. Not to stay.” “Why not?” “The world – the universe – is so much larger than I ever knew. And I think I’ll need to be somewhere… larger now, too.” “Where?” And that sounded… hopeful, which was also flattering. “I'm not sure. I can start with the General Staff. Because someone should speak for you. Even if it's only me.” He didn’t seem to know how to reply to that, and she couldn’t help but feel a flicker of pride, because even though she hadn’t known him long, she knew Thy'lek Shran was rarely at a loss for words.
From Under a White Sky: (cheating just a smidge)
They arrived at the main Andoria spaceport the next day. Monica spent the entire approach in the observation lounge, her eyes huge, and Karveth watched her. First the transit of the vast pearlescent gas giant his ancient ancestors had called The Great Sister, She Who Moves the Seas, She Who Shines. And then her largest moon, his homeworld, wreathed in silver-blue clouds. Monica inhaled shakily. “Karveth,” she whispered. “It's so beautiful.” “It is,” he agreed softly.
(apparently this was supposed to be from WIPs? Which...oops 😅 In my defense, I didn't any of these in my WIPs, so there's there)
tfw you search through a folder for a phrase, click the file that has the phrase, search the file for the phrase and then it doesn’t have the phrase...
do you ever try to ctrl+f on a physical book