@s-unfleur Asked: I Used To Feel Very Alone. I Was Scared I'd Always Feel That Way. / Holly + Chanifrom

@s-unfleur asked: i used to feel very alone. i was scared i'd always feel that way. / holly + chani from here

                Hands    grasp    at    Chani's,    red    stained    lips    spreading    up    into    a    wide    smile.    The    grip    she    has    is    akin    to    a    vice,    TERRIFIED    that    if    she    were    to    let    go,    she'd    lose    her    Fremen    lover.    She    is,    after    all,    a    soldier.    Holly    was    not    meant    for    this,    she    was    meant    for    meetings    and    political    stances.    A    human    computer    at    best,    though    Chani    saw    right    through    that.

                "    I    did    too...    but    I'm    here.    We    have    each    other    now,    there's    no    need    to    be    scared    any    more.    "

                She    knows    he    likes    to    yap-    like    the    annoying    younger    brother    she    never    had.    Well,    she    hoped    it    was    like    this.    Holly    grew    up    an    only    child,    she    didn't    have    any    siblings.    It    WAS    nice    distraction    though,    from    all    the    violence    and    trauma    she    was    constantly    put    through    day    in    and    day    out,    and    constantly    being    reminded    of    the    trauma    she    left    at    home.

                That's    not    entirely    true.    On    a    surface    level,    yeah,    he's    a    nut.    No    thoughts,    head    empty.    It's    FUNNY    though.    On    a    deeper    level,    she    knows    better    than    that.    She    knows    how    smart    he    truly    is.

                "    You're    LOSING,    Soap    !!    "

@thehollyverse's   holly   &   johnny   soap   mactavish   /   unprompted

“We’re gonna play the shut the fuck up game, you go first. Your turn!”

                    𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴   𝘪𝘴   𝘢   𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘵   𝘫𝘰𝘩𝘯𝘯𝘺   𝘱𝘶𝘵𝘴   𝘰𝘯   𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘵𝘦   𝘰𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘯   —   it's   somewhat   expected   from   the   youngest   to   be   a   little   stupid.   he's   chosen   to   be   the   comedic   relief,   to   be   the   golden   retriever,   to   be   the   chaotic   one   everybody   expects   to   cause   trouble.

                    141   needed   someone   like   this   :   soap   is   sure   price   took   candidates'   personalities   into   consideration,   knowing   they'll   complement   each   other.

                    because,   in   all   seriousness,   mactavish   isn't   stupid.   he's   one   of   the   best   snipers,   a   genius   demolitionist,   the   youngest   to   join   SAS.

                    and   yet,   holly   sees   him   as   yapper   with   head   empty   of   any   thoughts.   and   maybe   that's   better   —   she   needs   that   kinda   distraction,   and   so,   he   furrows   his   brows   almost   conedically,   feigning   offense.

                    ❝   hey!   that's   unfair!   ❞

                    soap   protests,   because   he   doesn't   like   this   game.   façade   or   not,   he   really   likes   to   yap.

                "    Oooooh,    now    wait    a    fuckin'    minute-    "    A    finger    in    his    direction    now.    IF    ONLY    Jimmy    knew    how    fucking    stupid    she    actually    was,    how    she's    just    as    bad    as    him    when    it    came    to    violence    (    though    she    is    weaker,    she    defintiely    enjoyed    a    bit    of    it    ).    "    I    changed    my    mind,    I    think    we    should    go    t'the    hospital.    "

                Just    simple    based    on    the    fact    that    it's    a    funny    thought.    Go    in    for    a    concussion,    get    probed    instead.    If    it    makes    him    uncomfortable    then    GOOD.    Extra    points.

                "    We'll    just    take    that    t'go    then,    yeah    ??    "

She seemed like a smart girl. with a good head on her shoulders. She knew what she was talking about, and he trusted her judgement implicitly. "You're right," he began, stride uninterrupted, quiet contemplation by the drinks cabinet.

"I need a drink," makes his selection, the cure to, and cause of all concussions, vodka, "not a fucking prostate exam."

@dxsole asked: He's sipping his afternoon coffee a little too intensely. And he's quiet— well, Hugo is often quiet but he did seem to enjoy their morning chit-chats. Today it seemed he didn't have much to say— he only seems to ease up when he sees something moving in the corner of his eye. "Ah, have you seen Traugott?" It's said as casually as he could, seeing as he'd been silent for so long before. He nods his chin towards the rat that was now waddling in; Traugott had on a new sweater, a soft fuzzy green, and some sort of box tied up around his middle. Traugott, apparently, was none too pleased about being a ring bearer and made a sudden u-turn, making Hugo nearly choke on his coffee. "You might want to— get him," Although he's already stepping to grab the little troublemaker. "That's— that's for you."

                Finger    flips    page    after    page    of    the    book    she's    currently    got    her    nose    shoved    in,    hardly    paying    attention    to    the    dedicated    sipping    Hugo's    got    going    on.    Holly    can't    tell    the    difference,    not    when    she's    so    distracted    by    the    plot.    It's    a    good    book,    one    that    might    become    her    favorite.

                Finger    presses    to    ink    as    she    marks    the    spot    she    had    left    off,    eyes    following    Hugo's    own    gaze    to    see    the    fat    little    rat    waddling    about,    a    nice    fuzzy    sweater    wrapped    around    him.    It's    funny    to    see    the    little    box    sway    back    and    forth.    Book    mark    is    now    pressed    into    the    spine    of    the    book,    closing    it    and    setting    it    on    the    table.

                "    Why's    he    got    somethin'    for    me    ??    "    She    asks-    though    she's    sure    he    didn't    catch    that.    Holly    stands,    following    in    tow    as    Hugo    scrambles    for    the    rat,    and    in    a    sing    song    voice:    "    Traugoooootttt    !!    "

                Fingers    now    press    to    forehead    as    she    shakes    her    head,    though    the    grin    still    remains.    Unfortunately    she's    all    giggles    at    the    moment.    Though    she    removes    her    hand    and    holds    it    up,    gesturing    in    his    general    direction.

                "    Nah,    I    think    you're    fine.    Just    dust    it    off,    c'mon    Jimmy.    Be    a    MAN.    "

He curls his lip, nods, difficult to argue, "I'm picking up what you're putting down," it isn't clear what exactly he's attempting to do, but he proceeds to stride straight into the wall, knocks a picture down. He himself does not hit the floor, orientates himself. Stupidity was why he was concussed. They were both kinda right, both kinda wrong.

"Alright. Hospital."

@s-unfleur asked: what we have is complicated, but it's good and real. / holly + chani from here

                Hands    are    folded    together,    lips    pulled    into    a    tight    line    as    she    thinks,    all    color    in    her    eyes    disappearing.    Holly    isn't    calculating    this    time,    no    she's    just    thinking.    About    the    situation    they're    in,    about    the    sietch,    about    Arrakis...    it's    all    complicated,    and    how    their    relationship    is    going    to    last,    she's    not    sure.    Surely    Holly    would    be    kicked    out    permanently    of    the    government    mansion    for    this...    her    father    wouldn't    be    happy,    but    she    would    be.

                "    It    is.    But    I've    never    been    happier.    I've    come    to    terms    with    the    most    likely    outcome    of    my    own    situation...    and    I'm    not    upset    about    it    one    bit.    Not    as    long    as    you're    there.    "