Ohhhh might have just figured out how to make Astrophage and Taumoeba work in my pjo au!! Somewhat. The idea is kinda completely insane. But ☝️ It is also Very Silly and bringing me Joy.

seen from Malaysia

seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from China
seen from Japan
seen from China

seen from United States

seen from Spain
seen from Japan
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from China
seen from United States
seen from Australia

seen from Malaysia
seen from China
seen from United States
seen from Italy

seen from Türkiye
Ohhhh might have just figured out how to make Astrophage and Taumoeba work in my pjo au!! Somewhat. The idea is kinda completely insane. But ☝️ It is also Very Silly and bringing me Joy.
MOONCOVEY —Something there
A bit of Seb, so this is your warning. ____
Aaron wasn't interested in Seb. At all. Robert had expected things to be rocky at first, especially as Angela hadn't wanted two excons to see Seb in the first place, and convincing her had been a challenge. But now they got Seb once a week, mostly Saturdays around school, and Aaron just... wasn't interested.
It was an argument Robert never expected to have. This time, at least. Back in 2018 he'd expected it, but Aaron had thrown himself into being a stepfather with his whole heart, the way he did most things. But not this time.
"What?" Aaron said that night when Robert came into the bedroom. He could tell Robert wanted to have a conversation.
"Seb," Robert said heavily, sitting on the edge of the bed. "You don't... it's like you don't want him around."
"You need to have your kid in your life," Aaron said with a defensive shrug.
"But I need you to get on with him, too," Robert said. "What's the problem?" Aaron sighed. "Spit it out, I'm not letting it go so you might as well."
Aaron bit his bottom lip. "I can't do it, Robert. I can't go through it all again, taking Seb on as my own just to lose him? It'd kill me. I can't do it." He shook his head. "Do you actually know what happened when you went to prison? With Seb?" Robert stayed silent, waiting for him to carry on. "One day Pete turned up and said "Ross and Rebecca have decided they don't want you to see Seb anymore." Ross?! He'd spent a few weeks with Seb at that point. I'd been his parent for nearly two years, but in one conversation I lost him. And Ross or Rebecca didn't even have the balls to tell me themselves. They let someone else do it." Aaron's voice shook. "I loved that kid, I treated him like he was my own. He felt like my own. But really... I had nothing legally to say he was, it all came through you. Once you'd gone? I lost any right I had to him." Aaron stormed off to the bathroom.
"Aaron..."
"Just leave it."
Utena, itena, we all tena
A lifepod can be spotted drifting in space a few kilometers off the Wings' port bow. If investigated, the inside is found to be empty save for a rolled-up piece of paper, which reads:
To the finder of this message,
We are in dire need of aid. Our ship Castile 3 was struck by an unknown object on September the 26th, 4288U and all aboard but we three crewmen were killed. All communications are lost. Water and oxygen cycling are failing. The food aboard will not last us the week. We have jettisoned this and other messages in our lifeboats in the hope they will be found and help may come. In the meantime, we are sealing ourselves in stasis. We beg God that the auxiliary power will hold.
If you are reading this within even the next century, we are the luckiest men to ever fly the black. Our rough galactic coordinates are on the reverse of this message. If you are able, we beg you: bring rescue with all haste.
We ask only that you pray for us if not.
With hope,
Meriwether Ali, Ship's Lieutenant
Ander Terenni, Engine Technician
Linn Priana, Reactor Technician
What’s our ETA to the nearest gate?
Two-hundred nineteen hours. We will absolutely find some operation there that can attempt to corroborate with flight records, communications. They could send someone out, if we did not offer our own services.
If we did, it could be (clean money) a way to balance out the last op. Bit of a karmic cleanse?
It’d get the taste out of my mouth. I say go.
Mm. Any opposed, state your case. Else I see no trouble.
ever since someone pointed out that buck died / dated a death doula and now eddie having catholic guilt / is dating a nun i have not been the same.
big brain people pls expand upon this because i am losing my goddamn mind rn
something something “don’t know why i thought it would be such a good idea dating a death doula”
“to be fair, you did just die”
“welcome back to the land of the living” idk mind racing
So Kiri, I've just reread "something there" and I feel like I've asked you this before, but what kind of thoughts do you think are going through Sasaki's mind during this part where they're talking about Kagi? Given some of the recent posts floating around about sasakagi and how Sasaki might see Kagi and be confused about how this kid he barely knows has such an animosity toward him somehow... Dunno if that might affect how you might imagine his thought process in the part you wrote here?
"He's popular?"
“He does always get a bunch of confessions on Valentine's day,” Shirahama grumbles on instinct. Then he realizes there's a lot of terrible implications to that routine complaint and backtracks. “Not that—”
really fun question!! a quick correction, though: you've got the dialogue switched. "He's popular?" actually comes after the "He does always..." line, but looking at it like this it kind of does work either way, huh. anyways, you're right in that you have asked this before, but there's always more to say...
first, some relevant links: something there sasaki's thoughts during something there thoughts on sasaki & kagiura thoughts on shirahama & kagiura since I've already written about related things, if I gloss over something, I might've already touched on it in those links. also, if you're ever looking for some of my longer-form thoughts, chances are that they're collected in my #in this essay i will tag. now! the scene itself! let's get under the cut for this.