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Connor Appreciation! 😊

AH! Such a handsome man/android!😍

Does anybody know if he even EXISTS???😍

He doesn't have enough appreciation...sure, nobody really liked this game, but I did, and I LOVED it! If you love it too, let me know! I feel like posting the fanfic I did of him on here...should I??? It's two parts...🤔😍

You Confess to Your Crush Who is Feresk Tassat!

(If you don’t feel that way, let’s just say you do!)

(STAR WARS: SQUADRONS!)

(KINDA LONG!)

(I apparently listened to this song named “Know About Us” by Sionya while I created this…it kinda fits, don’t yah think?)

Rating: PG for…brief drinking and fluff!

(Feresk Tassat X Female Reader!)

Flying through space seems to be your main go-to when you want to get your mind off things. Flying with your X-Wing, you effortlessly maneuver around some space debris. You were at this part of space in a system called the Hydrax System, with a planet in view, called Meva. You’re on your way to the planet when a familiar voice came onto your comm link. “Missed me sweetheart?”, You roll your eyes, sighing to yourself. It was your wing mate Feresk…and nobody knows you have a crush on him. Sure, he’s your friend, and part of the Vanguard Squadron, but ever since you met him, you were instantly head over heels for him…his charm and “handsomeness” got to you! And yet, he would usually call you sweetheart when both of you are alone and away from privy eyes. “Ohh, Frisk, what are you doing here?”, You ask him through your comm, looking over in the window to see his X-Wing was flying steadily beside yours. “Lindon wanted me to join you—he says it’s not safe to fly alone…”, You sigh to yourself again, seeing that Lindon was being extra cautious today and that he wasn’t wanting you or any part of the squadron to be killed or injured. “What about the rest of the gang?”, “They’re all kinda doin’ their own thing…Gunny and Keo went out to take care of some Imperials…and Grace, well, y’know, she’s stuck at base helpin’ out…”, “Alright…wanna go to Meva with me then? I plan on finding a cantina there…well, if there IS one!”, You hear Frisk growl happily a little in response. “I’m all in if you are…”, You can’t help but giggle at his quirkiness as you push on your throttle, making your X-Wing fly faster towards the planet, seeing Frisk was tailing right behind you.

You flew in the atmosphere for a while before landing at this docking pad nearby. You opened the roof of your X-Wing, hopping out to see Frisk landing his X-Wing a few feet away from yours. A woman walks up to you—looking like she’s a part of the rigger crew. “Hey, new to Meva I see?”, She greets you, smiling a wide smile. You smile back to her, looking behind you to Frisk had just hopped out of his X-Wing. You look back to the woman, nodding to her. “Yeah…just here with a friend of mine…do you know the nearest cantina?”, She nods back at you, pointing in a specified direction in front of her. “It’s just down this road…leads up to a village called Kassala…”, “Thanks!” The woman waves a final goodbye before jogging back over to her colleagues that were waiting for her by her post. You turn around just to see Frisk walking up to you, smiling his toothy smile. “Come on, the cantina’s this way…”, You beckon for him to follow you as he does, as both of you make your way to the settlement, seeing there weren’t a lot of people, which was convenient. You finally found the cantina after some time looking around, with Frisk opening the door for you, being a gentleman. You couldn’t help but feel your cheeks get warm as you slowly enter the cantina. There weren’t too many people either in the cantina which was surprisingly weird. You go up to the counter, sitting yourself onto one of the barstools, with Frisk taking a barstool next to you. A female bartender comes around to greet the both of you. “Hey…hey Frisk! The usual?”, “Yeah, make it a double…”, He looks over to you, flashing his toothy smile at you. You roll your eyes, feeling your cheeks heat up again. It seems like he’s known around certain cantinas! After a moment, two glasses were placed in front of you, with the bartender smiling a little before leaving to tend to other guests. You look at your glass, scrunching up your nose at the strong stench that emitted from the drink. “I forgot…it’s that Trandoshan drink, right?”, You look over to see Frisk was drinking on his. He places his glass onto the counter with a thud, chuckling at your unease.

“Yep! It’s the best stuff in the Galaxy…you should give it a shot, see if you like it…”, You only look at him with disbelief as you grab your glass and took a good sip on it. An instant stinging sensation could be felt in your mouth as it overtook your senses. It wasn’t too bad, but it was meant for only Frisk’s kind and other people who could take down a strong drink. You place your glass back down, pushing it off to the side as you turn to face Frisk. “Yep, strong stuff indeed…”, You see Frisk giving you a smug smile as he waved for the bartender to give him more. You suddenly develop this pit in your stomach, thinking that this was the right time to tell him your thoughts…but what should you say? Just as Frisk placed his glass down, you spoke out, “Feresk, I wanna talk…”, You see Frisk instantly turn around to face you. “What’s up?”, You look to the floor, going through your mind on what to say. You look back at him, seeing his yellow Trandoshan eyes staring into your own. “I know we’re part of a squadron, and you’re my closest friend and wing mate, but ever since I met you, I had this feeling that…”, You paused to see Frisk had tilted his head slightly. He must be wondering why you’re saying these words to him. You look to your finger, starting to nervously pick on it – “…I had this feeling that it was a little bit more than friendship—look, what I’m trying to say is that…I…”, “There you two are!”, A voice called out. You both turn looking over to see Grace, one of your squad mates, walking through the doors of the cantina. She walks over, smiling her usual smile at the sight of you two talking. “Ah, Grace, I was wonderin’ when you’d come around…”, Frisk said those words upon turning around his barstool to face her fully. Her smile widens slightly in response. “What are you doing here?”, You ask her, turning around in your barstool as well to face her. Grace turns serious as she looks to the floor before looking back to the both of you. “We gotten this call from one of our support freighters, saying they need help with repairs…but they read Imperial Rebels on their radar, and it seems they can’t get those repairs done without getting rid of them first…”, You look over to Frisk who was looking at you with raised brows. “Do we leave now?”, You added, seeing Grace quickly shake her head. “No, it’s not really a pending mission right now, Lindon says, but just to keep it in mind, we’re leaving soon…out of this system…”, You gave Grace a nod, seeing Grace’s smile returning as she nods back to the both of you before turning to leave. You couldn’t help but sigh as you turn back around in your stool, sulking onto the edge of the counter.

You heard Frisk growl under his breath as he leans against the counter as well. “Well, at least they won’t know what’s comin', that’s for sure…”, Frisk was discretely trying to help lift your mood. You straighten up as you turn to face him, only nodding to him. “Yeah…of course…”, You still felt that feeling…and now you weren’t sure if Frisk was even interested on what you have to say anymore. You hopped off your stool, attempting to walk away when you felt three taloned fingers grab onto your arm. “Hey, about what you said…”, You turn to face him as he lets go of you, seeing him hop off his stool as well to stand in front of you. “You could say that I gotten that feeling too…cuz’ every time we would go to the briefing room, I was always hoping to see if you would show up…it kinda surprised me…”, You felt your eyes widen slightly as he steps closer to you, seeing him cross his arms. “I may have hid those feeling from you though…as I didn’t want the squad, or even Lindon, to find out—that I had feelings for a certain wing mate…which was you, and…as time moved on, and as I got to know you more, I started to think that you weren’t as bad as I had first imagined….the point I’m trying to make is that…I like you too…”, You didn’t know what to say or how to react as Feresk just confessed to you. You quickly wrap your arms around his neck to embrace him, feeling him embrace you back just as tightly. You both embraced for a moment before releasing, feeling your own cheeks and body heat start to rise up in heat. You could faintly see Frisk was blushing too, as it was only noticeable by you. You both walked over to the lounge nearby to relax for a bit, with Frisk forcing you to sit in his lap. His arms wrap around your waist tightly as you did, feeling his head snuggle into your neck. You crane your head over, giving his muzzle a quick peck. He returns the gesture as you felt his long skinny reptilian tongue quickly glide along your neck. Your body tenses up in response as you squirm a little. “Hey, that tickles!”, You couldn’t help but chuckle afterwards as Frisk chuckles along with you, his hold tightening on you. “Mmm, you taste sweet…”, He licks your neck again once more, wanting to have more of your sweetness as you squirm again in reaction. “Frisk, I swear if you don’t stop…”, You turn in his lap to see his cunning toothy smile. He growls some as he takes a lick on your cheek, feeling those butterflies of yours swarm in your stomach. You guess that he’s attempting to be flirty right now! You embrace him again, feeling his arms tighten as well. “I’m guessing we should go back, huh?”, You mutter that to him as you release him, seeing Frisk was nodding. “Yeah…don’t wanna keep Lindon waiting…”, You smile as you get up from his lap, seeing Frisk get up too as you both walk out of the cantina, hand in hand, silently hoping that Lindon won’t scold the both of you into asking of your whereabouts. Sure, this must have been a coincidence, but you never knew Frisk had felt the same way as you did with him. You just hope the both of you can continue to make a good cause…together!

The End?

(Yes, If I put a question mark at "The End" for my fanfics, it means there's a 2nd part...which I will post later! Hopefully you enjoyed because I tried yet again!) 😊❤️

Let's all take this time to scroll through this photo/Gif dump of mine of Cody Fern...😍

Gif from: @𝖆𝖛𝖊 𝖘𝖆𝖙𝖆𝖓𝖆𝖘 (tumblr.com) Jezzus MAN! So dramatic!😂

His hair is EVERYTHING!❤️

Okay...to be honest, I did NOT know this man existed...honestly! I'm not joking...but then I played Jedi Survivor, and I was curious on who played Dagan Gera...looked him up and that's when I discovered him! I always say this to myself, "There's always an obsession or interest around the corner!" and I believe it's true!

Sorry for the little summary...hope you liked!😂✌️

A Drive and the Beach

¬ not beta read

Watanabe x Commandant/Reader

Summary:

Separated from your constructs during a mission, you could only call Babylonia for help. As a space craft was sent to pick you up, you also bumped into Watanabe who offered to assist you.

Maybe after a road trip journey, it made you realised, under hard metal frame, lies a soft temperament.

Tags: fluff, long one shot, potential spoilers for affection lvl, reader was born in Babylonia, I tried to write Watanabe like a boomer ;w;

The scorching heat from the sun was certainly unforgiving. Your support construct, Liv, would have made repeated reminders for you to drink more fluids and apply sufficient amount of sunscreen in every few hours. This time around though, you had never wish to not to hear Liv nag about you getting a potential sunburn.

The communication screen popped up from your communication device. The holographic screen projected a map in front of you. A red dot was blinking at an empty area. Indicating, the pick up point for the Space shuttle you had requested.

You went still, comprehending the map and plan that Babylonia had arranged. When you finally came to your senses, you let out a frustrated sigh, “Are you kidding me?”

You were a long way away from the pick up location.

An emergency retreat signal was sent to your constructs' inner devices, telling them the coordinates to get to the space craft.

As of right now, the best option was to keep moving forward.

*****

Walking along the dusty grounds, you couldn't help but to reminisced what had happened; a careless mistake. You should have scan the area more thoroughly before moving forward.

Unknown to you, a huge corrupted ambushed your team; made from clustering a number of smaller corrupted together. The situation was chaotic and the next thing you knew, you got out of range and got lost.

You shook your head slightly, to make yourself stop reminiscing and told yourself to look for a place to shield from the sun.

Walking for a long while, you saw signs of infrastructure ahead. Approaching, what seems to be, a dilapidated factory, you injected yourself another bottle of serum just in case.

Taking each step with caution, you navigate your way around the area. It felt eerily quiet as you went further in until you heard a faint scraping noises.

Curious, you followed the sound, waiving your way through the pipes and tubes. You knew you were close by how the sound became a little clearer.

Then, you heard someone talking. Their voice sounded awfully familiar. Peering to an semi opened area, you noticed a figure was kneeling on the ground. He wore a familar brown coat and bore his signature set of grey hair.

You were surprised to see Watanabe alone.

Although, you don't know what was he doing, you felt a little relief to see someone you were acquainted with.

The construct soon stopped what he was doing. He stood up, in a blink on eye, he was standing right next to you.

The sound of electric crackling brought your attention towards the back. You turned our head around to see that a corrupted was about to land an attack on you.

Watanabe's machete had impaled right at it's head, stopping the machine to coming any closer.

"You should be a lot more careful," Watanabe said as he retracted his blade. The red lights faded from the corrupted's eyes, and it fell to the ground.

"What are you doing in a place like this, Commandant of Grey Raven. Where are your constructs?" he crossed his arms.

"We got separated and I had called for a Space shuttle to come pick us up." you said.

Watanabe listened and lifted his head to look at the surroundings. As an experienced aircraft pilot, he spoke," this area is not the optimal place for an air craft to land... The infrastructure could be damaged due to the impact from landing. Who knows what type of corrupted would be hiding in these power plants. The terrains here also doesn't make landing ideal." he signed," where on earth did you requested them to land?"

You could only look at Watanabe with a complicated expression. Instead of words, you showed him the map with the red dot.

"... And how exactly are you going to get there? By foot?" Watanabe questioned.

You didn't answer. It felt a little embrassing to admit walking was your plan. Even though, you had no choice.

The silence made it clear to Watanabe. He was in thought. It would be easy to have just leave you alone and mind his own business. After all, he doesn't owe you a favour.

But, leaving you here wasn't a good idea either. And, he wondered, if helping you out could score him another negotiation point for the near future.

Contemplating for a while, he made his decision.

"Well," you broke the silence, "it would be better if there's a bike or something nearby." you tried to jest, "But, I don't really have much of a choice."

Watanabe nodded.

"Actually, I think I saw an old car nearby. If I can start the engine, I can get you there by... Around night time?"

You were surprised by his unspoken offer. He might not say it out loud, but you knew he wanted to help.

"Follow me" he said and you obligated.

It didn't take long for the construct to find the vehicle. A red van, designed to look like an old model of the golden age. It would have look really classic and vintage in your eyes, if it wasn't for the accumulated sand and dust.

"It would be great if you could help me wipe the windows," Watanabe ordered. He lifted the roof of the car and inspected the engine. There were a little bit of sand in between the gears, but it was still in good condition.

Meanwhile, you took off your coat and began wiping the dust and sand away from the wind shield as well as the windows.

Fishing through his small pack, Watanabe moved on to the car door and took out a small trinket of tools.

He fiddled with the lock for a while and with a click, the door opened. He quickly got in the driver's seat and proceed to start the engine by holding the startup wires with both hands and carefully connected the metal ends together.

You watched Watanabe; giving it a few more tries, the vehicle suddenly rumble with life. For a brief moment, the construct turned to you and gave you a proud smirk. You smiled back at the success.

“Get in,” Watanabe said and you hurriedly went to the front seat.

Buckling up your seat belt, Watanabe pull the shift stick and stepped on the accelerator. The wheels turned as the car began to pick up speed. Moving it’s way along the dusty road.

*****

In the car, Watanabe had one hand on the steering wheel and another on the radio; fiddling with the buttons and dial. In hope, there might be some music to ease the awkwardness.

For Watanabe, he felt the nostalgia of his youth.

You, on the other hand, was a little confused over the buttons and the rotating dials.

“Never seen one of these before, huh?” Watanabe asked.

“Not really.” you replied.

Hearing this, Watanabe chuckled, “… I guess you're not familiar with models like these... what are the latest car models in Babylonia?” he asked.

“…I think it's the BWX-00...25 or 28? I only heard about it from others but, … the models nowadays are not as complicated as this... ”

“… …” Watanabe seeming to look a little troubled with a thought. However, he didn’t continue pressing about the topic.

The conversation ended as the awkwardness quickly settled between you both, and it panned out through the rest of the car ride.

To pass the time, you had taken interest in the scenery. Scenery, that you only saw in books when you were a child.

You also noticed, from time to time, Watanabe would take glances at you. You suspected he wanted to tell you something. However, knowing this fact didn't make you take the first initiative for small talk.

As the silence engulf both of you, Watanabe began to ask questions. Questions of the mundane nature such as:

"Do you have a favourite food?"

"What are your interest?"

"What would you want to be of you didn't join the military."

"How are the people living in Babylonia?"

You reply back out of courtesy. After all, Watanabe went out of his way to help you.

At first, you held your guard up around him. That was because of the stunt he pulled with Liv and that box of mint. You haven't really forgot about that.

However as time pass, you find yourself gradually became more relaxed around Watanabe.

The more he asked, the more willing you were to answer.

Thinking to himself for a moment, Watanabe then said, “ You are from Babylonia, right?”

“…Wait, what do you mean by that?” you questioned him.

“You’re not from earth, like I am. Correct?” Watanabe said as he maneuvers the car to a highway.

There, the ride became less bumpy.

You eyed the construct next to you, wondering was there any ulterior motives for asking such a question.

"how do you know?" you asked back.

"It's not hard to guess. You answer like a person who lives in Babylonia for their whole life. "

Thinking long and hard, you concluded there was no harm in answering his question. What would he do with this piece of information anyway?

Letting out a sigh, you answered, “I was born in Babylonia… but if you are wondering, I do know a thing or two about Earth.” you felt like putting that out there just in case.

Watanabe didn't reply immediately.

You weren’t sure how to respond to his silent. So you continued, “… Earth is not bad. Very scenic... I guess, that might be a reason why you are staying here.” You added.

A bitter chuckle left Watanabe’s lips, “There are many scenic places on earth that Babylonia can’t mimic. My reason to stay… it’s a complicated matter…” His voice slowly trailed away.

However, he continued, “I once wanted to go to Babylonia... But... The Oasis, is more like my style,” there was a hint of gentle sincerity in his voice.

You know he didn't want to go down a certain topic. Hence, you decided to let him dwell in his own and continued to look out the window. Light was gradually fading and the temperature was getting cooler by the minute; something you didn’t expected.

The sudden contrast in climate was a phenomena you never really experienced. Temperatures are always regulated in the Space Colony. They do mimic the seasons but it was never unpredictable and deceiving as Earth.

“Commandant of Grey Raven…” Watanabe spoke again. This time he turned on the head lights. Your attention quickly reverted back to the present and noticed how much darker it became.

“… Is there a place where you would like to see on earth?” the question felt as if it came out of no where. For you, that topic never occurred to your mind. Winning the war for humanity was always the thing you prioritise. Hence, Babylonia comes first.

However, Watanabe’s questions made you think hard to yourself. You didn’t feel suspicious when he asked that. There were no hints of deceive nor malice in his voice. But rather, genuine and curious.

In fact, through out the whole car ride, Watanabe felt… likeable. Despite him, seeming enjoy talking about old fashioned topics.

"A place on earth… let's see... ” you stalled while looking out the window. By then the sky had already turned dark blue. It was dark but you were still able to make out repetitive movements that splashes against each other.

You never thought of see it with your own eyes.

“wait, is that... ?!” you said.

It surprised Watanabe and quickly, pulled the car over.

Without a word, you took off your seatbelt and got out. The construct quickly followed, wondering what on earth were you doing.

Picking up your pace, you came to the edge of the highway and looked out at the horizon. The sea breeze was gently kissing your cheeks as you look out.

You never knew you were driving this close to the ocean.

Watanabe quietly approached you and looked out into the horizon as well. Both stood in silence before you said in a small voice, “… This is the first time I ever saw a real beach…”

Watanabe remain quiet.

Looking down at your feet, you kneel down and gently touched the sand. It felt a little rougher than you thought, but it wasn’t uncomfortable. Running the sand through your fingers for a while, you had enough courage to take off your shoes and made your way towards the water.

As the waves crash against your feet, the cool sensation gave you goosebumps. It feels similar but different than of Babylonia’s.

Watanabe watched as you began to fool around the water, like a small child. You had seem to forgot your duties as a commandant; and was enjoying the moment of surprise and discovery.

Instead of scolding you for wasting time playing with water, the old construct let you. He find joy in watching you act like a child, and was amused by your reaction as from the new generation.

He watched as you curiously took in everything. The sound, the smell, the feeling of the waves, how the natural sand feels between your toes.

BEEP BEEP BEEP… … BEEP BEEP BEEP… …

You stopped when you heard your communication device rang.

The lights from your wristband lit up, flashing to tell you there was an incoming call. Quickly, your posture changed; turning back to a commandant and you took the call.

The communication channel opened and the sound was static, but nevertheless, you can see the image of Lee as well as Liv and Luica who were standing behind him.

“Com…Mandant…” Lee spoke.

“Yes?”

“Tha-nk goodness, the channel wor-ked” Lee muttered under his breath, “ Are you alrigh-t? We have arrived at the p-ick u-p lo-ca-tion as instructed.”

“I am glad you are all save! Right now I am with Watanabe, and I am on my way.” you replied.

“That-‘s a re— lief to h-ear,” Lucia said, “ Wa-tan-abe isn’t causing you any tr-ouble, Commandant?”

You shook your head, “I am fine. Watanabe is here to help. I’ll be there soon!”

“Good. The co-nection can't hold on for long. We have to e-nd the call here. So, t-ake care, Comman-dant” Lee said.

You nodded and bid your farewell. You shuted off the communication channel and looked at Watanabe, who, was waiting by the car. Putting your shoes on, you jog your way back to the car. You had a feeling he would scold you for your unprofessionalism. Embarrassed, you apologised, “Sorry, about that... and to making you wait…”

The construct waved to gesture he was fine with it, “No worries...The Grey Ravens must be worried. Let’s get going," his voice had return to the usual sternness. But this time, you didn't feel intimated as you first had encountered him.

You buckle your seat belt on, and waited for the construct to get settled. You said, "by the way, thank you for letting me spend time with the beach." there was paused, "... you're not so bad after all," your voice went quiet at the last sentence. You gave a playful smile.

Hearing that, the construct couldn't help but gave a chuckle, "you are welcome, Commandant."

Without wasting any more time, the car sped through the highway into the night.

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Author's notes

First pgr fanfic... I tried. I really did.

This is low-key pushing it to affection lvl 3, lmao.

© Punishing-Eden

Okay, but you know who doesn’t get enough love?

That’s right: this guy.

Soos is honestly one of the most pure-hearted characters on Gravity Falls, and yet he’s one of the least acknowledged. There’s no one to blame for that, of course!  All the action is going on with Dipper and Mabel and the Stan twins at the moment, so it’s easy for Soos to get lost in the background. But honestly, i just want to give him this one little moment in the spotlight.

What makes Soos so lovable is that he’s just so loving. Even though he makes mistakes often, he almost always means well and has the best of intentions.  I honestly can’t think of a time that Soos manipulated a situation for his own self-interest, or just acted selfishly in general (with the exception of that moment in Boss Mabel, but like…he’d just been adopted by wolves, c’mon).

He’s also way more protective than people give him credit for. From the zombie scenario in Scary-Oke to the portal scene in Not What He Seems, Soos has constantly tried his best to defend the kids, even if it doesn’t always go according to plan.

And let’s not forget how encouraging Soos is! Being a kid at heart himself, it’s evident he cares about the twins’ well-being and understands their hardships. Not once does he belittle them for being “childish,” and he often takes periods out of his day just to spend time with them–Because he really and truly cares.

And finally, he’s turned out to be so much more than just some comic relief, and I love that! While I’m always eager for a goofy one-liner from Soos, it’s so refreshing to know that there’s more to his character than just jokes and blunders. He’s three-dimensional, with a past and personality that have shaped him into the precious handyman he is today.

Basically, Soos is just a really good-hearted person and deserves to be recognized as such.  It’s evident that his childhood had its fair share of loneliness, insecurity, and hardship–so it only makes sense that he wants to put forth all the love he never got from his father.

In the end, though, he doesn’t need that man in his life:

He’s just as much a part of the family as any Pines.

only haikyuu characters can go from that one super cool dramatic lighting scene to silly angy mode that fast

may we PLEASEEEE give pope some more love i love that man to my core hes so 😩 i need more pope content right noew…..

Ngl I Imagine Mettaton Being Super Sensitive Deep Deep DEEP Down In His Dismissive Arrogant Soul, Not In A Angsty Way Though, Like If Someone Said He Was “Ugly” Or “Looks Like A Stereotype” He’d Be Sad, But Won’t Show It.

I really need to bring this boy back along with my precious mouse baby God give me strength during the holidays

I’m right.

My bf: Why tf do you like sero he’s just a background character?

Me:

When your like the only helpful character, always polite to the protag, the goddamn backbone of the games platforming and have a fun spooky vibe, but people prefer a glitchy lad who isnt even in the game: