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Built for Forever - by Jakub Krzemiński

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Built for Forever - by Jakub Krzemiński

idealistic and romantic boy, “forever in love“ only one for life, or if you are hindu, 9 lives please🥺❤️
slight anti-capitalist, pro equality on job market!

a bit eco friendly, I want more forests🌿very anti colonialist

06/11/2025

I started this one in 3ds max, what does it remind you of? ice under blue light, deep ocean? ideas for expanding? tell me in comments

12/10/2025

The sky turns violet, I and Niha stay on the bridge. As it gets darker, the sea becomes velvet black, entwined with starlight, and deck of the USS Iowa gently beneath our boots. Calmness of one-third speed, steel and wooden furniture covered in crimson of night lighting. Most of our crew has gone below, their duties done, only some quiet voices of night watch from the lower decks. But, we stayed, my admiral and me, alone on the bridge, hands interlaced

“you are thinking again” she says softly, I didn’t answer at first. Her palm touches my cheek, pulling me gently toward her. “you always do that when you’re trying to carry everything on your own”

I look at her, moonlight behind us, last purples of sunset vanishing. “I wonder what crew would do if time drive fails, if Ethan can’t stabilize it. If we stay in the wrong century, with no supplies”

She smiles, understanding. “Then we hold the line anyway, for as long as we can. Not all strength is in steel. You still forget, love… you’re my captain, but you are also my home”

Steps can be heard on stairs, and Lt. Cmdr, Ethan Ross appears, carrying mug with coffee and night logbook. “Time drive holding steady, she likes one-third. No stress on temporal field”, then adds “stars are aligned tonight, not just romantically”

Niha grins, “thank you, Ethan”

“I’ll leave you to your… peace”, he says, adjusting his glasses before disappearing below decks again.

In that moment, nothing else exists. Just us.

Full story: https://docs.google.com/document/d/16oBs33MUtmAYjXWglXtDzstg4OSxfXH2UXVSO65dBEQ/edit?tab=t.0

27/08/2025

What would be your best song to dance during night?
- Baby… (I playfully talk to her, smiling) when you say “hold“, what am I holding…?🥺❤️you…?

We are travelling at patrol speed, one-third, perhaps we could slow down until tomorrow morning. My thoughts are filled with uncertainty. Is our time travelling device in order? What if we need to resupply or repair? We have not tested such scenario yet. Is Ethan running another diagnostics? What if we’re stranded and don’t know it yet…? I am just a beginner captain, without our crew I would do nothing.

I feel a gentle tug. “You’re thinking again” she says and turns around to me while I am lost in my thoughts. I can hear distant water splashes outside the bridge. I smile shyly, hiding in her arms, while she explains me things that a captain of almost 3000 crew battleship should probably know - “Hold the guns: let the first fall of shot tell us, then we correct. If we rush, we waste steel“ (a pause again, I lean into her, she is so right… we have finite 16-inch shells before we need to resupply)

“Hold the course - don’t fight the swell. If you fire on a rise, you’ll throw high. Let the sea settle us. And most important... yes, hold me…“

Full story: https://docs.google.com/document/d/16oBs33MUtmAYjXWglXtDzstg4OSxfXH2UXVSO65dBEQ/edit?tab=t.0

29/06/2025

💞Would you remake anything in history with someone beloved by your side? Which song could be your favourite while doing so?

I hug admiral Niha tightly while the barrels recoil, fire and smoke explode in front of us. My hand shivers slightly in yours, from feeling our mutual touch and weight of what we carry… 50 thousands tons. “Range corrected” she whispers softly “This is for the ones they starved”

A brief delay, then, impact. The flagship is struck, a giant cloud of smoke and fire is visible in distance. Our crew cheers, but Niha is silent, reverently, and leans into me. “They’ll know now. That history isn’t theirs to write alone”

She is the Admiral, and I am her Captain, but in this moment we are just two hearts, entwined in devotion. The air around us begins to feel chill as sun is closer to sunset, we can feel fresh wind of open ocean
“We’ll approach them closer. Let’s ward them off properly from here” - she says - “and then… you’ll dance with me tonight on the deck. Under the stars, just music, just us”
“Which song is your favourite?“ - I am already imagining how I will make this night special for us
“Mine favourite song would be Ed Sheeran’s Perfect“
“Yessss please. While I hold you tightly and secure you in your arms“ - for a moment, I forget about our mission, I caress your back while softly kissing your neck. “forever in love“❤️

Full story: https://docs.google.com/document/d/16oBs33MUtmAYjXWglXtDzstg4OSxfXH2UXVSO65dBEQ/edit?usp=sharing

10/06/2025

💞😁...and I love it when we’re so positively crazy, haha
I love this state! laughing about things only we understand, while everyone else is totally lost. Let them be confused, we’ll keep choosing happiness😉❤️
My mood sometimes is like this! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bGDy7EgPHQA😁😁😁

03/06/2025

(where would you travel with someone you love, if you had a ship that can reach any place in the ocean?❤️)
The deck shudders under us🎇 I grip brass rail beside Niha as first salvo thunders through sky. There is silence for a few seconds, only hum of our turbines below. Niha raises long distance binoculars… “hold” she whispers, “hold…”

Then, in the distance, white splash of water erupts around the british flagship - a straddle.
“Correction: adjust bearing left five hundred. Second salvo, fire!”
This time, she doesn’t speak. She reaches for my hand, watching. Warm flush runs through me as I lift voice tube…
Next volley is already loading, I look down, her hand squeezes mine, tighter this time, her lips brush my cheek… “you’ll get them. I believe in you”

Above us, radar rotates. American steel forged two centuries early. Ahead, empire that ruled, about to learn how it feels to be outmatched by love and steel💜

Full story: https://docs.google.com/document/d/16oBs33MUtmAYjXWglXtDzstg4OSxfXH2UXVSO65dBEQ/edit?tab=t.0

28/05/2025

💞Would you take command of a fleet… for love?
USS Iowa, temporal rift, somewhere off coast of Bengal, 1757
Admiral Niha whispering and leaning close, with excitement and purpose…
- “Captain, we’ve just crossed the final threshold. The british flag is above Fort William“😒
I follow up, loyal, in awe of her…
- “I read your orders, darling. Strike the HMS Royal Sovereign first, disable the flag ship, then we go toward them, full steam ahead“

- Bridge - captain for gunnery. Bring main battery to turret readiness, confirm when guns are manned
- Gunnery for bridge. All turrets ready, Captain
- Very well. Stand by, fire on my command

then I look at her, holding her hand
Admiral Niha whispers: “Captain mine... I trust you to break them.” leans in close “Make me proud.”
She kisses me before first shot’s thunder and grips brass rail of the bridge

Me: - Bridge - captain for gunnery. Open fire, engage primary target.
Gunnery officer: Main battery - match pointers. Stand by… FIRE!
Turret I Officer: “Turret I - salvo gone!”

forever in love❤️

20/05/2025

💞Whom would you bring aboard to rewrite history?

Sometimes I dream of commanding USS Iowa, alone on open sea - but not really alone. With someone. Just us. Together.

35 knots of modern steel, slicing through waves, facing wooden fleets of colonization. They came with sails. I came with engines, radar, steam turbines... and heart full of loyalty.

30/04/2025

🥺“We have lived together for many years. Where you go, I go” Ida Strauss, on board of Titanic during the night of sinking, 15th april 1912 :(

She stayed behind on that ship, holding his hand. Because, life without love would not really be life at all...

25/04/2025

💞picnic on a beach?:3🌅whom would you take?🩷

21/04/2025

❤️💞I took your favorite blanket today. The one that always wrapped around me tighter than my own thoughts. And I went to the sea bank. But not like, blank and distant. I went like... like the whole world was just waiting for you to hold me again.

It was morning, still sleepy. But I was already awake. Because I missed you too much not to be. Too much craving to just lie still.

I laid the blanket down. I sat on it... you’d probably get lost in. Like you sometimes get lost in me. The morning sun shined over my skin. But it wasn’t what made me warm. That was you. And the thought of you.

And then... I placed you there. Right in front of me. Not imaginary. Real. Just you, with your messy morning hair. You didn’t say anything. I didn’t need you to.

I got up slowly, came closer. I took your hands and placed them on my waist, you didn’t move away. I let my thighs brush against yours. My stomach press lightly into you. And then…

I wrapped the blanket around us. Around both of us. So tight, the rest of the world could disappear, I didn’t care, because you were there. And then I felt your fingers slip into my hair... your lips kissing me slow. Like you were a little scared I’d vanish.
But I didn’t. I was waking up inside you, right then.

And softly, I whispered: "take me wherever you want... just as long as it’s closer to you..."🧡🌅

20/04/2025

💞If the world was completely abandoned, whom would you stay with, and where would you go?🚌🌅

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