@kingtonone replied to your post “*smorches*”
WHAT IS A NERD FUCK?
He holds up a hand mirror and tries desperately not to laugh.

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@kingtonone replied to your post “*smorches*”
WHAT IS A NERD FUCK?
He holds up a hand mirror and tries desperately not to laugh.

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Asher had been in the middle of his morning coffee when he saw the familiar silhouette of Warlock ropes make their way towards him. Bright eyes flickering to the set of clocks that lined the edge of his screen, he narrowed his eyes slightly. According to the timer displayed for Earth, it was close to 3am. While it was not a secret that guardians had mix-matched sleeping schedules, he often found it rare to have visitors at this hour.
Never the less, if they were bothering to come to him for something, they had to deem it important enough. He had never ceased to make it clear how he felt about drop-bys. White brow arched as he looked the other Warlock over as they came close, Asher took a long sip from his cup.
“Can I help you?”
*smorches*
Cue a slightly confused Toaster, but a smorch in return for the Exo. “What’s good nerd fuck?”
‘ i couldn’t afford to miss. ‘ (kingtonone)
“That’s usually how it works out. It’s kill or be killed, especially in the wilds - I don’t have to be outside of this Tower to know that.”
"Toastyy toaster... Mi amor.... Hewwo." The Exo smacks his face into the others helm to try to kiss him, but as a mech with no actual lips, it gets a little difficult. (kingtonone)
“Hark, it appears a nerd is approaching... a nerd who disappeared for like three months.” Toaster remarks, turning only to get smacked in the face by the Exo’s... face. “Hey Ven, while part of me admittedly wants to deny you access because of that fucking greeting, the part of me that likes your cute robot face disagrees.” Toaster informs him, throwing his helmet off to one side before grabbing Ven’s hips and lifting the Exo up to his height.

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[ comfort ] your muse pulling mine into a reassuring hug
Seraph lets the conversation lull. There isn’t much more to say for all the feelings they bear. She wishes she could push it all away. Really, that’s what she has been doing. For awhile after the Red War, things had felt okay. Not wonderful, not spectacular, but okay– and okay is all she had needed.
Now things are far from it, and she’s not sure how to process it in any other way than icing over again. So she fell on old habits, making everything distant. Pushing the Tower, its guardians, its people away– finding a cold comfort in the distance a sniper rifle allots and the way Fallen ether hisses out of their helms.
Talking to Ven, though? It makes things stir. She had come back to the Tower for supplies, and yet here she is, standing across from him and fighting the tremble of her hands by curling them into fists. Seraph doesn’t expect the hug. It nearly breaks her.
Ven’s arms pull her close, to the crook of his shoulder, and she’s fighting tearful static while clutching at his robes. She’s grateful for the silence at least. The peace amidst the embrace. It’s better than distance– just for this moment.
The High Priestess: One thing they wish they knew
"I wish I knew how to finally make a jetpack that actually fucking works with my power armour."..."Shit maybe I should ask Operator or Kaiser. They might know..."
‘ it’s summer i got my hat on backwards and it’s time to fucking party ’
* — — VERY SERIOUS RIP VINE SENTENCE STARTERS
“ .. Al..right. Well, be sure to pack sunscreen.. If exos even need sunscreen. ”