#How about I draw the same face again just older? XD

[omaano]

I really should draw Boba more

[artemistorm]

Here is my late rambling analysis of the new LU update:

I love Wind's face and posture. He's just like "Challenge accepted!" Hyrule and Wild my beloveds <3

A lot of people saw this sequence and went "oh no something bad is going to happen to Epona!" but I took it to mean that Epona doesn't want to go in the dungeon and that Twilight knows that Epona will be just fine hanging out outside (tasty snack time ehehehe).

I can't put my finger on exactly what's changed about the coloring but WOW it is popping. So vibrant. I love it. Made my eyes happy.

Also I love it when Jojo draws the gang in lines like this. It makes me think that she's doing it for fun (just like when you draw your OCs in lineups a million times cuz it makes you happy), that she still loves and takes great pride in showing off her blorbos.

Also, Wild is taller than Legend (and Hyrule) >:)

I love that he spelled this out to the others. Makes so much sense. In Lord of the Rings terms, most of the other Links are like Frodo and Sam running around to secretly bring the ring to Mordor, while Warriors is like Aragorn who straight up charged the Black Gates of Mordor with an army.

It's so funny how all the other heroes automatically assumed that Warriors' Hyrule had dungeons and that he just didn't bother to go through them. XD

So this implies that A) that comic where Wild and Hyrule met the wallmaster happened recently and B) it was sometime when Wars wasn't there with them, which makes me think that the wallmaster comic happened at the same time as this comic:

And then there's this:

I can't remember where I read it but I seem to remember Jojo saying that Legend was the most likely to prank others and this is an example of that. This is a characterization that surprised me at first (I would have expected Wind or Hyrule to be more of a prankster) but if you think about Who Legend Is, it actually makes a lot of sense.

I was trying to figure out which game this skulltula is from and my conclusion is that I think it is most similar to skulltulas from OOT 3D / MM 3D. I wonder if that means that they are in or near Time's time. Either that or this is a case of monsters getting mixed up between Hyrules like we saw in the Threatening Shadows story arc.

Time is clearly very wound up still over what happened to Twilight. While all the other heroes have seemed to pretty much bounced back after that harrowing incident and are caught up in youthful optimism and the excitement of a new dungeon, Time hasn't forgotten and he wants to make sure the heroes don't forget the seriousness of their situation and their enemy. Just because the Shadow was defeated once doesn't mean that they can do it again so easily (not that it was easy before).

My writer brain immediately interpreted this as foreshadowing that they aren't going to even make it to the central chamber before the group gets involuntarily broken up (trap doors my beloved mwahaha). Of course that may not end up being the case, they may make it the central chamber without incident.

I figure that ideally the group will split into 3 groups of 3, each group having at least one older Link (Time, Wars, Twi, Sky) and one younger Link (Four, Legend Hyrule, Wild, Wind). How much you wanna bet that Time wants Twi with him in order to keep an eye on him/protect him?

Anyways, that's all I got. Bye!

[makoredeyes]

20, a kiss on a scar freckle. Gheleon/Colovance

LOOK we're all thinking of these guys as Sylenth draws them, and I'm only complying with your little twist on the prompt despite that sexy little scar she gives Gheleon because I know what you really want is smooches for Colovance. but it was hard dude. It was so, so hard not to turn it around. XD

#20 - a kiss on a scar*

Of course he heard the footsteps, pounding, pattering, echoing through the hall as someone made a frantic dash from point A to point B. No attempt was being made to muffle them, that was for sure. Lord Gheleon reckoned the folks down in the village below the Mountain probably heard them. That was no Hunter running his way, that was for sure. He'd bet at least two of his best knives it was a student though. It was that time of day for group classes, he thought, or just past it, and his older brethren were more dignified. Or at least louder about it if the Temple was getting knocked down around their ears again. Radegast had one hell of a set of lungs on him, and even Felwinter could call out like a clap of thunder when he wanted your attention.

The footsteps were getting closer, so Gheleon stopped and planted himself just before a corner and waited.

Sure enough, moments later, someone came barreling around the bend and, utterly failing to register the presence of someone else standing there at all, crashed right into him with a yelp and a spectacular cascade of books and bags and other paraphernalia Gheleon didn't care to try and identify.

He wasn't a very big guy, but poor Colovance bounced right off of him and fell hard on his ass, showering himself with heavy-looking objects as he went down. Gheleon cringed. How such a skinny kid could even carry that much was beyond him, but it looked like it all hurt. "Whoa! Easy there, Lad!" He crouched down at Colovance's shoulder, helping the groaning Warlock sit up while the redhead was busy rubbing his head with both hands, scrubbing away the pain with rough, frustrated gestures. He murmured his thanks, but somewhat belatedly seemed to focus as he sat up all the way, making eye-contact with Gheleon.

"Oh! I'm so sorry!" He leapt to his feet, nearly toppling Gheleon in his rush. "I didn't see you there at all, I'm terribly sorry, I should have been paying more attention I know!" He stooped, scrambling to pick up the books that were scattered everywhere. He was frantic, dropping nearly as many as he scooped back up into his arms. "Do please forgive me Lord Gheleon, I promise to be more cautious next time-" "Yikes, wow, slow down kid," Gheleon waved his hands, fumbling to try and get in there to help the poor trainee. "You're not on fire." "I might as well be, I'm really late!" "You'll be forgiven, surely-" "Be that as it may, it's terribly rude-" "Shush and slow down already!" Gheleon gave him a firm jab in the ribs, making him squeak and drop all his books all over again. Colovance made a pitiful sound of distress, a hot, embarrassed blush coloring his fair features. Gheleon couldn't help but smile as the dense speckling of freckles across the young man's face seemed to stand out all the darker because of it.

"Deep breaths, and let me help ya," he said slowly, bending down and beginning to collect what Colovance had dropped. Colovance sucked in a deep breath and held it. "I said breaths! Plural!" Gheleon laughed, jabbing him again. Colovance gasped, hiccuped, and started to breathe more normally. By then, Gheleon had collected all of his things, and placed them into the student's arms carefully. "Now there," he said soothingly. "No more rushing or you'll get hurt again. You're a clever one, I've seen it, but you have to keep your head on." Colovance's blush deepened, and Gheleon couldn't resist leaning in to lay a playful little smooch right on the bridge of his nose, where the freckles were the most dense. Colovance squeaked and got even redder, his face and hair nearly the same color.

Adorable. "Now come on, I'll escort you to class so you're not scolded," Gheleon said, waving him along. "You were very helpful stopping to give me a hand when ya did, even with class about to start." "I wha- OH." Colovance caught on only a little slowly. "I appreciate that," he said, voice small. He had the books balanced in the crook of one arm so he could scratch at his nose where Gheleon had kissed him. "Really." "Eh, you're a good egg," Gheleon waved him down as they started off. "Y'deserve a break. And I like your boss a bit," he added wryly. Colovance coughed politely. So he'd heard.

[foxluvrz]

another one but from a few days ago :3

Wednesday : 02/05 —

Well this morning was certainly something LOL. So basically I was ranting to my friends LW and LR about issues I’m having with one of my friends. I was just venting about how he was being immature even though he’s older than me and couldn’t get over a situation that really truly wasn’t relevant but I was getting sort of worked up about it again and said, “It’s been three weeks, like get over it.” and I agree I sounded pissed off but I promise I wasn’t that much 😭

But 🦔 heard me say that so suddenly and was like “Woahh, put away your claws!” or something like that and I apologized and swore I wasn’t saying that directly towards my friends but it was lowkey really funny. But he kept on saying sort of phrases mentioning that and like did this cat-clawing movement with his hands towards me and that was so funny 😭I was really embarrassed at the same time though, but it’s okay!! But then just barely more into class I remember I had never drawn a cat for the day on the board where I normally do and said “Oh shoot, I didn’t draw a cat for today!” and so 🦔 took the initiative and decided to draw one on the board for me 😭 not in the right place but A for effort! :3 One of my friends then asked why it didn’t have a tail and he was like “The tail is behind it, I didn’t want it to look inappropriate.” Which to me is slightly crazy work because I don’t think anyone would’ve thought it looked like anything but yk LMAO. At some point, also, I asked if he wanted us to turn in the word problem we had for homework into the bin and I think he forgot about he because he like just then suddenly remember about it and thanked me for reminding him lol<3 But uh this next thing I thought was kind of sweet, yesterday I asked him as I was leaving school if we would have any class time to work on our slope art project to which he said initially no but then possibly only a little bit—but today he gave us 25 whole minutes to put towards it which I thought was really awesome!! As I was working on it though he came up to me and was like “I have high expectations for you,” and then made a Luke Skywalker reference? I don’t know I’m not a fan of Star Wars at all I fear. It’s because I’m an art kid 💔ALSO he called on me like 3 different times today without me volunteering?? But later on LR was talking about how I was being mean to her and 🦔 was saying how he was trying to work on boosting her confidence? LR and I were both very unserious and for him to say that was kinda random and confusing but it’s okay XD. Anyways, when I walked out of the classroom EA goes, “Mia, why were you being mean to LW?” and I was like, “I wasn’t being mean to her–” and like cut myself off mid sentence to turn around and face 🦔 and when we locked eye contact he started laughing and it made me melt in all honesty. After that though I scampered away after my friends but oh my gosh!!! He knew I knew and his eyes were so pretty and grrrr I need him.

I feel like more recently 🐢 has been more like not necessarily reassuring, but positive towards me in a way. Like he asked LB and I what we got as an answer for the science escape room and when we told him our answer he said “good job” in such a way while looking at me. Also the tone he used was so sweet but that may just be because he unfortunately has a cold. During advisory we were talking about shows and movies and recommendations and he recommended the Daredevil series to me because he said since it was Netflix who was the majority in charge of creating it, it had a lot more freedom with violence and dark themes and such! Also, LW was trying to convince 🐢 to let her get out of taking a quiz she needed to make-up from when she was gone and I was trying to hype her up to just do it and get it over with and was like “If you fail, you fail.” which I admit sounds horrendously idiotic but it’s okay!! 🐢 told me it sounded like something Klaus (from the Umbrella Academy, whom of which is also his favorite character) would say XD! But then 🐢 was like, “Yeah, good advice Mia, if you fail you fail and if you pass you pass. If you fail and your parents get mad just tell them you were taking advice from Mia.” LOL! He said it so lightheartedly too, I love it.

[islandtarochips]

HEY! It's me again- Thanks for answering my question, the opinions of the main four were very interesting. Soo- here's the opinion of Paprika and Shortcake back at them!

Tiala

Paprika: She'll be pretty curious as always for Tiala's tastes, such as music, food, etc. She will put out a very heavy notebook and start writing about her skill and abilities, about the personal information she'll write that she's uncomfortable about it. Paprika would act like she's proud of her height (she loves when people are surprised by her height, it makes her feel like a special person in the world XD) she's the kind of person of being proud by things of her. And she'll show her drawings to Tiala and how is she processing with it! (Paprika usually draws ocean animals like sharks, jelly fish, Orcas and a lot more) And she'll also write that she's mute, she was born without being able to talk, that's the only personal information that she shares

Shortcake: Not even a little surprised, she'll try not to get angry, because she doesn't like being angry with new people and less when it's a higher rank than her. Shortcake would totally avoid talking about for why she's acting like that (she HATES being vulnerable in front of someone)

Kanoa

Paprika: Same as Tiala, but not with her attitude of being proud Lol, Paprika is pretty serious when it comes to higher ranks than her. Also will clarify that she can't talk.

Shortcake: Will respect him as he respects her boundaries, she will also don't get mad in front of him because fun fact; Whenever Shortcake is, someone is always there to make her angered as always. She'll try not to kill someone in front of his face.

Agnes

Paprika: As always acting proud, but this time she'll act like a proud mother. A bit same as Tiala, answering her questions in the notebook, BUT she won't mention a lot about her scars, but of her height she'll say she was always tall.

Shortcake: Just will answer three questions; Name, Age and Rank. Nothing more. Shortcake isn't used to deal with curious people, it annoys her a bit, but not sufficiently. And if Agnes tries and touchs her, Shortcake with pull out a blue fly swatter out of her sleeve, she'll be soft with her because she usually sends people who touchs her to the hospital-

Nigel

Paprika: She'll always hug him when she sees him. Paprika would LOVE Nigel as a little brother. She'll write about interesting facts about sea animals, also will show her drawings to him. Paprika would someday back some cookies with chocolate chips for him

Shortcake: Will death stare him all the time. Nothing more. I'm joking, she'll call him a "carrot" for his ginger hair.

(i got a bit lazy with Paprika's opinion against Kanoa :P)

Hello again! And OMG! These are SOOOOOOO nice, cute and ADORABLE of how your OCs interacting with mine! I LOVE IT!

The one that I love the most is Paprika and Shortcake interacting with Agnes and Nigel! Paprika being a proud mother AND a proud older sister for the two! It's just so WHOLESOME! And also, Agnes LOVES to draw! It's like a hobby of hers! I'm sure the Sergeant would like to show some of her drawings to her! Nigel would most definitely appreciate of her giving him cookies! But he needs to hide this from Agnes though. She's crazy for SWEETS. Lol.

And I can't stop laughing when I read the part of Shortcake pulling out fly swatter out of her sleeves and just whacked Agnes's hand! HAHAHA! And Nigel being scared of a short person and being called a CARROT! HAHAHA!

I love this so much! Thank you for sending these! And don't worry about your info for Paprika with Kanoa! I get lazy too when it comes to explaining things! Lol.

[mythicaldemigoddess-of-deltarune]

Sinner-Adam, His Boyfriend Mam Plus Spinel (2024)

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Credit for Hazbin Hotel & Helluva Boss goes to Vivienne "Vivziepop" Medrano

Credit for Steven Universe goes to Rebecca Sugar

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it could be possible that one might need to click on the drawing to view it better, and with some of the words I wrote in the drawing, one might need to click on the drawing to view it better...maybe...?

and yeah my fan-headcanon is that Mammon from Helluva Boss is Pansexual and as for Adam, he is Bisexual but he is still in the closet but at the same time, might not be fully aware of it.

meaning he doesn't know he is Bisexual.

also I plan to use this drawing in the future as a future chapter cover for over at Quotev, which is why both my names for here and over there is on there...might be a while until I use this for over there.

like I said before, some of the stories I am working on are on hiatus.

and once again this is a "do not reblog without permission" type.

only I can freely use this for both here and for over at Quotev.

I think if I feel like it, I can have only a few posts that can be reblog but like without placing that certain tag in.

but there are reasons why I use that tag in the first place...

like maybe if I forget to put certain words in a post or if I misspell something, or if some chance someone is going to be a jerk.

Spinel befriending Adam, could be from a Timeline where Steven does end up using the Rejuvenator on Spinel, even if in the Movie he hadn't plan to...but in a Crossover Timelines, from many different Fanon Timelines of infinite Alternate Universes.

Steven ends up using the Rejuvenator on Spinel, and possibly having Lion open up a type of warp portal, to throw Spinel into...

possibly to send her back to the Garden until he can think over how to meet her again and try to get Spinel to learn about Earth again in a different way, that doesn't involve Pink/Rose...

but instead of sending her to the Garden, Steven ends up accidentally sending Spinel to where Adam is, where he fell in battle and where he will also in fan theory by a few fans...would end up being reborn as a Sinner.

so like picture after he gets regenerated and reborn as Sinner, Adam finds a heart shaped gem next to him, and it all of a sudden starts glowing and floating in the air, and then Smaller Spinel back to how she was made (before she took on her second form and looking a bit older and taller...) ends up hugging Adam, because she ends up imprinting on him as her new "Best Friend"...

Congratulation Adam, it's a Gem...

and yeah, besides the whole Mamtella being my fave, which is Mammon x Stella, which that ship name that pop into my head still sounds like a type of food that you put on toast, and yeah one time when I had talked about that ship name, it did make me hungry.

it had made my stomach growl...

and well besides Mamtella, the Bromance of Mammon x Adam seems too perfect. O_O

I still think Valentino has a type of split personalities, which would explain his accents and how he speaks changes on his moods...

Niffty freaking him out, is one of the BEST things to happen.

the song that would fit that would be "That's My Girl", which it is one of the lyrics of a song.

even Charlie and Emily, who sing together about the how Heaven and Hell are, should have parts of that "That's My Girl" play. XD

guess I'm just being weird for thinking that.

the song "That's My Girl" is by Fifth Harmony, I think.

if I was able to, I would still want to call dibs on Mammon's butt...

because of the Toxic Levels of Greed that has been going on...

there can be the okay type of normal greed, then there is the levels where it can cross the freaking line.

and if I have to go even fully super Feral Earth Angel Princess on Mammon, no one hold me back...not sure if that could ever happen.

but I call dibs on his butt and slapping him as hard as I can across on his face...and yeah, my calling dibs on his butt will be different from Millie's dibs on Moxxie's butt...

and I'm talking about the Mammon from our universe of course.

though if it were possible to call dibs on the Mammon from Helluva Boss own butt for the whole wanting to kick it as well, that would be interesting as well.

but I guess maybe even if I can have that super peeved off side that comes out at times, it does seem to be better controlled...

plus there is that whole if it gets to the point when I get to hot, I need to be close to some cool air to cool down...

I could never really handle being too hot, and well not too cold either.

that can be for some people in this world, who can only be okay with certain warmth and coolness...

and my wanting to slap Mammon, even if I might not ever be able to...is like one of those feelings you want to do but know you might not be able to.

like how I made that list that has the list of names, both angel and human who I want to punch below the belt.

Mammon is at the top of the list of course...there is a good reason why he is at the top of the list.

and with how some humans are, is going to give me another reason to want to keep him on that list, and call dibs on wanting to go Feral Earth Angel on his sorry butt...even if it is wishful thinking, and might not be possible, but is more of a type of thinking that ya wish you could be can't really do so...

even if I can have my moments where I might can be a doormat at times and can still have my closed off side and maybe not very confident at times...but well, there can be different sides to a person, even sides where they get tired by the actions of some Eon-Boomers.

not everyone has to agree about my believing in not just God, but also Goddess as well...but don't be a Toxic-Religious person about it, and throw misused words at me like "may the lord have mercy on you." or "may god have mercy on you"...and the only reasons I bring up that is to point out that it can be misused by some Toxic-Religious people, like that jerk from a few years ago, who had to throw one of those two at me, I can't remember which version of it, but I know it was one of the two...and that jerk, is probably one of the top reasons I started to really dislike Toxic-Religious people when they cross a line.

at least some who use to be Toxic-Religious, get detoxified and become no longer Toxic-Religious...but some percent might end up staying Toxic-Religious for who knows how long.

on the day I was still working on this drawing, it ended up being a bit of bad weather, and it was lucky I had stop working on it and saved it, before things turned off for a bit...meaning the computer had turned off, but I didn't dare turn it back on right away because I didn't want to do so when the bad weather was still going on.

this took from April 1 to April 2 to finish...

so I had first started to work on it on April Fools Day...

didn't really get to play a April Fool's Prank, one of the things I did was work on this drawing, also took a breaks, and of course had to wait until some time later once things seem a bit better, to finish the drawing...

I would of seriously been super peeved if everything went off that day, when I was in the middle of working on this drawing...

it was lucky I had stop to take a break and saved it when I did.

anyway, there is one more drawing I want to post up for today.

well technically tonight now.

hope some like this Crossover drawing that has Adam, Mammon and Spinel. and the whole weird idea about Spinel becoming Adam's Best Friend, and maybe like a Emotional Support Gem...

[joz-yyh]

Blight kisses!! Not Bigby covering Damian in smooches 💚

Tardif/Damian is cool as well! Thinking about it now, Damian has *very interesting* standards, boy is always seeking out for the danger, or is the danger seeking out for him? Who knows really!

him dating the most intimidating men in the Hamlet /hj

Love your art always!

They're exchanging vital life essence! It's necessary for survival. Stack those blight tokens boys! 

Yay, glad you like them too! Whenever I am faced with a difficult decision, I always choose both! Death itself covets Damian afterall. It's a revolving door of one seeking the other. Lol, imagine dating the grim reaper, literally a spirit almost everyone fears like it's no big deal. 

Thanks, I love you! 😭🙏💕💕💕 Sorry, it's not art this time, but here's more of my Bigmian Role Reversal AU~ (They're on a first name basis!) XD

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“Um, my name's Bigby, what's yours?”

The creature idles there, as if it's never been asked it's name, having no need for words until now.

“Can you speak,” the monk asks gently, understanding of their language barrier, “it's OK if you can’t.”

An idea comes to light, the creature shuffling over to one of the large boulders that form a thick perimeter around its den. 

Long bloody nails draw a series of rigid lines, scrapes that Bigby can hear, but can't see taking place, poking his head around trying to follow along from where he's standing behind him. 

The carving stops, the wechuge's lanky hooves stepping aside to reveal the extent of his efforts.

There, etched into the gray rockface, is exactly what the little human asked for. 

- D  A  M  I  A  N - 

The monk sounds it out, one dark brow raised.

“Da-mi-an? Is that your name?”

The creature huffs, nods.

“Suppose it's nice to meet you. Um, so you want to be friends?”

The religious boy tries not to look as scared as he feels, because if this creature truly wanted to eat him (not for lack of trying), it would have done so by now, right? 

More carving ensues, continuing alongside his name.

- Y E S -

Bigby releases a breath he didn't know he was holding, his chest filled with relief. 

“Guess that makes it official. Friends it is.”

The unlikely pair fidget, unsure of where to take the conversation from here, standing there awkwardly until one of them figures out what to do next. 

Bigby is first, having the advantage of speech, fumbling nervously to fill the silence. 

He assures himself that this situation was no different than it would be if he was with anyone else, the same general rules for introductions apply, regardless if it was a cannibalistic beast or one of his fellow monks. 

“Well, since we're friends now, we should probably get to know each other better. So, uh, what sort of things do you like? I like tea and books.”

A pause while the wechuge chisels out his reply. 

- H U N T  M E A T -

This is not a topic Bigby wishes to die on, swaying the subject matter in another direction before Damian decides to hunt him for meat. 

“How old are you? I am 25.”

- U N K N O W N - 

“Oh, that must be hard, not knowing. Maybe, you're around my age?”

- O L D E R -

“How can you be so sure? Thought you said you didn't know? Maybe, you're younger.”

He's getting just a little sassy at being treated like a grade schooler, Damian tapping the word, ‘older,’ again in confidence.

Along with embarrassment, this exchange demonstrates the immediate flaws in such primitive methods of communication.

“We're going to run out of stone if you keep answering my questions like this.”

The resourceful monk muses for a moment, finding a patch of soil and a stick nearby, Damian watching him curiously. 

“Here, come draw it in the dirt.”

Chains rattle as the tortured beast kneels down, residing next to the human, an illustration taking shape as the monk draws a stick figure with horns.

“That's you,” Bigby explains. 

If the wechuge had eyebrows, surely they'd be quirked at such simplified depictions.

“And this is me.” 

Another stick figure, the two appearing to hold hands in camaraderie with twin smiles on their faces. 

The wechuge shifts, capturing their height difference more accurately by redrawing himself with longer legs. 

“I get it, you're tall, I am short,” he sighs, not the crucial point he hoped to convey, but taking the critique nonetheless.  

“What should we talk about next?”

As Bigby embellishes his artistic vision, adding flowers, grass, and a sun, a red glow emanates from Damian's bloody claws.

It instantly grabs the monk’s attention, watching as symbols appear, what looks like runes scorching the very air around him, bright and smoldering like a branding iron.

“Wow,” says the mystified monk, “I didn't know you could do that.”

Usually, only acts of divine intervention display themselves this clearly, which leads him to his next inquiry, “It doesn't drain your energy, using magic like that?” 

More runes manifest, translating into words he can recognize. 

¬  N O  ¬

“Can I touch it?”

He's already reaching out, fingertips tingling, passing through their ancient figures despite the hellfire they're crafted from.

“What else can you do?”

The words come pouring out of his mouth before he can stop himself, utterly fascinated because it was a rare thing,  finding one with powers like himself. 

Damian is more than happy to oblige, vines growing from the center of his palm, creating winding sprouts and tiny leaves, a tiny flower unfurling at its peak.  

“So pretty.”  

The monk smiles, mindful of his touch, tracing out their shapes. The roots are strong and coarse, the petals soft and delicate, as close to the real thing as he can get. 

“Thank you for showing me.” 

He leans a little closer to Damian, the monster fixated on him, returning the bloom back inside his ghastly flesh, freeing up his hand to write. 

¬ YOU ¬

“Me,” the monk sounds surprised. “Oh, is there something you want to ask me?”

¬ WHY HERE? ¬

“You want to know why I was in the woods? I was summoned. A nearby parish said they had urgent need for me. I just hope they're alright.”  

Suddenly, Bigby is burdened by guilt, knowing it was Damian’s fault he never arrived, but still seeking solace in the creature's rags, worried for what tragedy befell those crying out for help.  

[skeletonsfortea]

I was going through some of your older posts to cure my boredom, and remembered you said Edge and Red would be mother hens with VBPS Reader if UnderFell started turning into Horrorfell. Got any blurbo on that for us readers >u<

Aighty then but I think I should give some context first XD

So, if VBPS Y/N was to go with them, they would arrive before Frisk ever came to Mount Ebott. Then, they would have to go through the neutral route (and however many resets came before). Following that, Undyne would take the throne. Of course, Papyrus and Sans would be hopeful that their friends wouldn't make the same mistakes and would try to help fix the core when it started to shut down.

Then this scene comes...

"I don't know what we're supposed to do," Red admits, rubbing his face, "all of the numbers work, it should be producing just fine, but..." he sighs, slumping, his head hitting the table, "...it's just...not." You reach over, eyebrows furrowing, to rub his back, and his head turns so he can look at you, a bit of warmth ghosting his features.

"How are you feeling about this?" Edge asks, drawing your attention. His eye sockets are narrowed. He would look angry, if you didn't know him well enough to know he's worried.

"I'm fine," you lie, and Edge scoffs. Red just turns his face back to the table.

"We're not going to let anything happen to you," Red says.

"I know," you insist, wishing you sounded more convincing, "I'm not worried about that." That part is true, at least. Mostly. You're not so worried about the other monsters. You're not even worried about Edge. As messed up as it is, you're worried about Red. You don't know what broke Sans. You don't know if Red will fall down the same hole, despite how much you'd like to believe he won't.

"We're going to work this out." Edge assures you with firm confidence. "Before things get bad."

...

But as weeks go by, you find that you don't believe him.

Edge checks on you constantly, and not always subtly. He pops his head into the room you're in and asks random questions that seem completely irrelevant. Sometimes he'll even offer to cuddle- something that's pretty rare coming from him.

Red isn't quite as obvious about it. He works pretty much twenty-four-seven trying to figure out the core, and you've had to drag him to his bed some nights just to get him to sleep. He always seems to be just a room away when he isn't working.

Anytime you go out- although you rarely go out without them anyway- they're basically attached to your hip.

Honestly, you half expect them to start calling family meetings to talk about feelings at this point. Which is...a little too far.

So, when at dinner, Red tries to hand of his leftovers to you- claiming to not be hungry- although his act is convincing- you have to put it to a stop.

They both freeze when you burst into laughter, exchanging looks with each other.

"Alright," you say, "that's it!" You prop your elbows up on the table and fix them with a look. "I am fucking fine. I'm not made of glass, so stop treating me like it!"

"Sweetheart-"

"Seriously! I'm not teetering on the edge, ok? I'm not going to flip a switch and treat you guys like I did Rust and Vulture, ok? You guys need to worry about yourselves!"

"We don't think you're going to snap." Edge says.

"But you're treating me like I could just regress at any moment!"

"That's not it," Red insists.

"Then-" you begin, only to stop when Edge grabs your arm.

"Listen. You've already proved you can survive what the world has to throw at you," he says. "We just...we..."

"That doesn't mean you deserve to go through it again," Red says, "we just don't want you to think that this will ever be the way your universe was."

"But it might be." You say softly, looking at the table.

"No, it won't." Edge says.

"You don't know that."

"We do," Red says, "sure, we can't predict how things will turn out. But you're family now. Fuck fate, fuck probability. Fuck all of it. We're not going to hurt you. Besides. There were humans that fell before you in their universe. That means some have to fall soon enough."

"Great. More dead people." You mutter bitterly.

"...Just one."

"Glad we're numbering them instead of referring to them as people," you hiss. Edge's hand draws away, and you're positive you've hurt him.

"Some things require sacrifice." He says. "That doesn't mean we like it."

You shut your eyes and sigh. "I know. I'm sorry."

Dinner is put away in silence.

[simpforrooster]

game on. 

Pete 'Maverick' Mitchell x F!Reader; slight Hangman x F!reader

Pete finds himself competing with Hangman, but it's not about who is the better pilot.

t/w: mention of an age gap, cursing, alcohol, betting.

a/n: literally posting this seconds before my students come into the classroom xD I had this idea during my planning period yesterday and couldn't stop thinking about it until I finished it!

Maverick’s temper bubbled in the deep pit of his stomach watching you laugh at something Hangman told you. You made it worse by grabbing Hangman’s bicep to hold yourself steady. A few drinks in, and Maverick knew you were feeling them. Hangman catches his eye and winks. 

Game on. 

It was no secret that you’d captured Maverick and Hangman’s attention, almost simultaneously. The day you wandered into the Hard Deck, the same expression covered both men's faces. Phoenix rolled her eyes at the men practically undressing you with their eyes. Maverick felt slight shame for being caught so openly checking out a lady, but he couldn’t help it. Not with you. 

You decided to play dirty tonight. Forgoing your usual t-shirt and jean shorts for a sweet little sundress. Although, sweet may not be the right word. You feigned innocence around the men, but you knew what you were doing. 

Not being able to take much more of Hangman shooting his shot, Maverick orders your favorite drink after noticing yours was empty. Mav saunters over to where you and Hangman stood. You notice him immediately. 

“Maaaaaavvvvv,” you called out, giving him the biggest grin you’ve ever seen. There is nothing better than the way you smile at him. Maverick returns your smile and hands you the drink. 

Your eyes grow at the gesture. “Mavvvvv,” you draw his name out again. “Thank you!” Raising yourself onto your tiptoes, you place a fast kiss on his cheek. His cheek lights up like a firework, and goosebumps appear along his arms. 

If that’s how he reacted to a cheek kiss…he couldn’t imagine how he’d react with more. At least not in public. 

Anger forms all over Hangman’s face. While you were preoccupied with trying to get the strawberry out your drink, Maverick gave Hangman a little wink. 

Checkmate. 

The blonde aviator was not going to take the challenge lightly. You stand between the men, completely oblivious to the staring contest happening between the two of them. 

~

Rooster and Bob are watching the showdown from the piano. Rooster just finished playing a nice rendition of an Ed Sheeran song when he noticed the two men. 

“Who do you think is going to win her over?” Rooster asks Bob. The entire team was well aware how Mav and Hangman felt about you. You were the only one who couldn’t see it. 

Bob peers over to the love triangle that could rival Twilight. “Hard to say. She always seems to gravitate more to Mav than Hangman.”

Rooster takes in his Godfather, seeing what Bob saw. Maverick leaned against the table with this effortless swagger. Swagger that you seemed into. There was no denying you found both men attractive, you always stood closer to the brunette than the blonde. Hangman was aware of this. 

Rooster couldn’t lie. At first, the idea of his father figure pining after a woman his age kind of worried him. But once he saw how truly in Maverick was, and what an actual angel you were, he found himself rooting for it. 

“Yeah. I think Mav’s got this.” 

“$25 says Hangman bags her, pun intended,” Coyote says, joining in on the conversation. 

“I’m not betting on their love life,” Bob chides. Bob zeros in on the situation a little harder. “Actually, you’re on.” 

Rooster shakes his head, then adds onto Bob’s bet Maverick wins the girl. 

~ 

Jake’s annoyance has hit the fucking ceiling with his captain. It didn’t help that you seemed to be putty in Mav’s hand. Ever since he joined the two of you, you’ve only had eyes for the older aviator. 

Jake’s never been one to worry with age gaps in relationships. However, when the other guy was twenty plus years older, it seemed like a no brainer you’d choose Jake. 

That doesn’t seem to be the case as Jake watches you pull toward Maverick. Naturally, over the course of the conversation, you’ve become more engrossed with Maverick. Jake couldn’t ignore the effortless way the two of you interacted with each other. You seem

to hang on to everything he tells you, like it’s a secret code you’ll need for later.  

Jake can’t say the same about himself. He always has your attention for about 7 minutes, and then your attention is elsewhere. Looking for something around the bar. 

Or someone.  

Like Maverick. 

~ 

All you wanted was for Hangman to go rope one of the guys into a game of darts, leaving you alone with Pete. 

You can’t lie, Jake is fun to hang out with. He’s fun to goof off with. He’s certainly fun to flirt with. That was his problem. 

He was fun. 

It was hard to envision yourself long term with Jake. He just didn’t seem like that type.

The drink Maverick brought over to you was just enough to push you over that line of tipsy to drunk. Not wasted, of course, but just enough to give you a good amount of courage. 

You’ve found yourself drifting towards Pete the longer he’s been here. Longing for him to pull you into his body. The kiss you gave him earlier was almost too much. It was like a taste of forbidden fruit, and now you wanted the whole thing. 

Maverick is still leaning against the table, looking delicious in that bomber jacket he always wears. His Ray-Bans hang from the plain white tee he’s wearing underneath. He and Jake seem to be in some silent battle with one another. Knowing these men, it’s probably who was the better pilot. 

Jake finally concedes, telling the two of you he’s going to play a game of darts. You let out a breath you didn’t realize you were holding. 

“I thought he’d never leave,” you mumble before you can hold the words in. 

Maverick cocks his ear closer, he heard. He gives you a smirk. 

“Me, either,” he says. 

~ 

This was his chance. You’d all but confirmed you didn’t like Hangman. Not in the way that Jake likes you. 

Not in the way Maverick likes you. 

God, he likes you. So much. 

“Want to get out of here?” he whispers to you. 

Your eyes light up, and it sets Mav’s heart ablaze. There is no way you’re choosing him over Hangman. 

As you slip your hand in Maverick’s, it hits him. You are. 

“Where do you want to go?” you ask him. Your voice is low, almost breathless, like you can’t believe this is happening either. 

“Honey, I’ll go anywhere with you. But before that, I have to kiss you.” he tells you. A pink flush falls across your cheeks, and he knows that has nothing to do with the alcohol you consumed. You like him as much as he likes you. 

Maverick feels like a 20-something fresh recruit again. The adrenaline pumping through his veins as he pulls you by the waist into him almost rivals the feeling he got the first time he went up in an F-14.

You respond by bringing your arms around his neck. With uneven breaths, Maverick closes the space between you. He kisses you like he’s never kissed anyone else. The relief that washes over him almost knocks him out. Maverick makes out with you right in the middle of the bar, and he couldn’t care less. 

When you two pull back, your face even redder than it was earlier, Maverick catches Coyote handing cash to Bob and Rooster. Rooster catches his eye and winks. 

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[kotikaleo]

What is scarier that fanon version of yourself?

Please PLEASE pay some attention to second picture I spent so much more time on it and it has some pretty neat details, the first pic is here only for comic element!

Yeah, anyway! Just in case you wandered my relationship with Blueberry... Yeah, I don’t like him. Fanon US!Sans I pictured in first drawing isn’t even a Sans really. I see Swap and Blue so much different, stronger and more mature. I once already was rambeling about differences and stuff, but I lost this post, so here we go again!

Just a little disclamer - this is just my vision of Blue and his story. US!Sans in my vision is completely different character and you better check canon Underswap research, because for original US!Sans I try to stick as close to canon as possible.

Ref and more details under the cut!

So let’s start with the beginning! Blue (I tend to call him just Blue, not Blueberry to separate Fanon Blue from the way I see Blue) is just a Sans from one of the many many Underswap timelines. He is hyperactive, childish and naive older brother of Papyrus. Well... was. Before Error destroyed his timeline and kidnapped him. After some pretty tense time spend with Error and in the Viod alone, he was saved by Dream, who brought him home in restored by Ink timeline. And just... left there to live his life.

Because of the time spent in Void now he is aware of resets, and even though can’t sense them as good as Paps, he KNOWS and with all he was though this absolutely drives him insane. Pure boi just need therapy, but there is noone who could really help him though, even his brother can’t fully understand him and deals with stress differently, which causes them to distance from each other. Which is even worse. The only thing that keeps him sane is Dream visiting him and checking on him. Sans is all into saving universes and stuff, and proves Dream that he can fight! He is strong (he really grew stronger) and somehow he convinces dream and Ink to became their helper and that’s how Star Sanses are formed, Before that Dream and Ink were working separately just sometimes joining in some really rough battles.

Here you can see him. He is still a bit round and chubby (atleast I tried to show that qwq) but also he grew just a bit taller (same as Dream did. Now Ink is the one and only small gremlin XD) Also as you may notice - he glitches. And has similar to Bluerror stars on his face. That’s because he almost became one, but was actually saved. It’s not really visible, only if you look really closely, but he still moves too fast for anyone to notice. Also he is really obsessed with stars and stuff - symbol and real ones, so he added A LOT on himself (like he has atleas 7 on  his outfit not counting his face) and also he stitched a lot of them on his friends clothes. You can zoom in on second pic and see them clearly.

ALSO! His “name“ came from his enemy. Star Sanses didn’t really needed a new name for Sans since Ink and Dream aren’t quite Sanses and never were called so. And interactions with other AUs were short enough not to cause many problems. But once Horror called him Blueberry (wow something different form usual “snack“ or “treat“) and “Blue” part kinda... Stick to him XD

That’s all I wanted to share, now back to my “sketching arc”

[azureaqua]

Oh my, She did it again! (a.k.a Ikevamp artbreeder edits this time - Pt. 2)

Yup, here we go, Part 2! Let's resume!

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Part 1 here, if you missed it!

• Leonardo da Vinci

(I admit I was worried about him, when I started. I couldn't convert his avatar into a semi-realistic guy in my head immediately, so I was unsure. But I went with it, kind of mindlessly and just enjoyed the ride. And it worked! I think he got that mature, older-man look! A relaxed but piercing stare at the same time, and a laid-back expression! His hair is nothing like the game design but you know... I don't hate the extra curls. ;))

• Comte de Saint-Germain

(This is my take on him. It's not so good, not so bad, it's something... But I know I'll never be able to live down @redweed 's edit of him, that I saw once, it was utter perfection. He didn't even got the exact hair color, and its shape has a life of its own. Sorry, Comte. I went for and older, more mature look for him too, like Leo, since the dude's an ancient vampire, so might as well add some age to his gentlemanly features. Maybe his stare is a bit harsh? Not as welcoming and gentle, but a decent try from me!)

• Jean d'Arc

(Again, that one guy with the eyepatch. But this time I didn't struggle that much when drawing it on after. Yeah, I also edited his hair... The other picture is the actual portrait I achieved in artbreeder, minus the eye color. His hair was impossible to do - for me at least -, so I didn't even try. Like with Comte. I went more for the hair color, instead. It's decent, I like his blank and stone-faced stare. And I like how the hair and eyepatch drawing came out! He looks nice!)

• Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart

(He was one of the first — IF NOT the first that I completed. I don't remember. His features overall seem a bit strange and a bit possessed, with this eye color. His hair is a tad bit longer than in the game, but I'm actually surprised and happy that I could keep the pure white and it doesn't fade into a grayish color midway, just at the neck area, where it's darker anyway, due to shadows and overlapping lol. I'm satisfied with it! He's a bit grumpy but isn't he always like that?)

• William Shakespeare

(I admit, I kind of forgot about him, and I realized in the last minute that he's missing. Sorry, Shakes. He was similar to Leonardo, couldn't really imagine him right away, but as I searched and just went with it, it came out nice in the end! I went for a gentle look and longer hair, but damn— this time his hair came out really long XD. It looks like he has a long ponytail that reaches his shoulders, and it's a big unhinged, but it's okay since Will is unhinged too, sometimes. Even his mismatched eyes look nice, I like him!)

• Vlad

(I REALLY wanted to go for that soft and pure smile he usually wears! But he also has strong features; a long, firm jaw and nicely curved mouth, so it took a while. But I achieved what I wanted! And in the end, his hair came out good too! By that time, I didn't even pay that much attention to hairstyles. But he looks decent nonetheless, in my opinion. I kind of messed up with his eye color, but nvm. He has that sweet, pure but adult-like, mature look at the same time.)

• Johann Georg Faust

(Okay, OKAY. Everyone calm down! Don't lose control, I know he looks really good! XD. No, but for real, I didn't even spent that much time on him — with editing on glasses and all. AND HE CAME OUT LIKE THIS. AM I THE ONLY ONE WHO'S IN LOVE?? Be my husband, Faust. I was interested in him so far too, but NOW. Although the shape of his glasses are kinda off, you can see the general idea. I drew on his ear cuff and the small chain attached to it, connecting it with his specs, and edited his eyes, but I didn't even need to touch his hair! He just looks sooo good. And his strict, ruthless expression is one to die for too!)

• Charles-Henri Sanson

(I wanted to make him soft, but not as soft as Vincent. And I wanted to add difference in his features too, of course. I unintentionally made his hair this curly, but it makes him cuter in my opinion. I wanted a semi-smiling, gentle expression on him. I didn't draw his earrings on, and his eyes don't pop as much as in the art. But he's precious, isn't he?)

Yay, another one of the Ikemen games is done!

(Now I need to make one for the Sengoku guys, right? Well, who knows, my page is pretty messed up now in artbreeder lol.)

Overall I'm really satisfied with the whole gang, they look really nice!

And the realistic filter helped them a lot! <3

[wotcherangie]

Since all the Mew Mews help wingman for Ichigo's crush on Masaya, do you think they would do the same for Lettuce if they learned she had a crush on Ryou?

Hello dear anon and sorry to you too for replying so late! I've been so busy and I've just updated tumblr without looking at my inbox.

So, THAT IS A GREAT QUESTION and the answer will be quite long since... I've always daydreamed about that scenario since I was a little girl drawing fanart and writing (very terrible) fanfic XD

So, in my own personal opinion and according to the scenario played in my head, I've always imagined the mew team to be very supportive with Retasu and her crush on Ryou: we've seen in the reboot a glimpse of how much they support and care for eachother, being there as soon as one of them seems in trouble (see Minto and Zakuro, or Minto and Ichigo, or again Ichigo and retasu or Retasu and Bu-Ling), so yeah, I think they would be the most supportive friends... ESPECIALLY ICHIGO XD

I've always imagined her to feel shocked at that thought at first, cause even though sometimes she too falls for Ryou's charm, their bond is very playful, always teasing eachother, him driving her crazy and making fun of her and her crush. So I believe initially Ichigo would've found hard to believe that Retasu, so shy and kind and polite, would've fallen for someone like Ryou, but lately - both cause she cares about her friend so much and cause she knows deep down how good Ryou is as a person - she would've been the most supporting friend, sometimes a little too much... especially when she would pair alongside Bu-Ling... both of them trying to help Retasu open up with him but unfortunately ... making her involved in some of the most awkward and hilarious situation, a little too pushy for someone as shy as Retasu, who would need to go one little step at a time.

Minto, on the other side, would've been more discrete, definitely better, but at the same time too direct so her approach wouldn't had worked either. I like Minto and Retasu both so much cause they're so different in personalities, and that difference is what makes me enjoy so much both these character but also is something that could create some issues with them having to face a crush on someone.

I think - dunno why I had this thought, mainly I think cause of some OG anime vibes - that the best companion and wingman of the four mew would've been Zakuro. She and Retasu being the oldest, Zakuro an "older sister" figure for the team, the most mature and concrete, with a very adult approach to face every kind of situation, a lone wolf that stays behind the curtain to watch and observe people behavior... c'mon, Zakuro can really read people in my opinion. She would be as discrete as Minto but with more experience and wiser advice, always watching and being there for Retasu, noticing little thing, ups and downs, and maybe realizing that Retasu likes Ryou even before she could admitted herself. Also, Zakuro - as I said - in my opinion can really read people and would support Retasu but slowly, taking small steps, according to her personality, not pushing her but guiding her.

And of course this is just my personal view, of course a IchiRyou shipper would not see Ichigo the same way and that's fine :3

Also I like also the little hints of Pietasu too so I would be curios to know how the aliens would react at Pie having a crush on Retasu XD they would' torture the poor boy XD

Thanks again for asking, I always love to chat about theories and headcanon, especially when we have to wait so long for the next season!

[hobbitsnapes]

YOU GUYS ARE DATING

Corpse x MGK!sister reader

(Found this image on Pinterest so all credit goes to artist, if you know who it is please comment below so I can credit them)

A/N: this was requested by @heyitssab

Tree is tall of sex in this, but it’s more in a joking matter, plus corpse has stated he doesn’t mind as long as you are not a minor or send or tag him. I’m literally 2 years younger than him, and have no intentions of ever tagging him or sending him any of my work XD

Summary: how many idiots does it take to tell the brother and friend they’re dating? Apparently takes 2 very forgetful people, who kept their relationship secret without knowing it.

It had just been by chance, a small chance that he had been scrolling through his tags. liking and reposting art, when he saw a tag from someone he followed. He wrecked his brain for when he had followed her, coming up empty. She was cute, no denying the beauty she had as she laughed in the video. It was a clip from a stream that he didn’t know she had, as he couldn’t even remember her name, wearing his merch as it fit her snug. It fit her perfectly in fact, the large hood covering her face, hiding the flush to her face from her rather large chuckles that left her body. He couldn’t help but like the photo, and he couldn’t help but to press message either.

It was first only small likes to posts, an Occasional message, and a view on their livestreams, but that all changed when he spoke of the song he was working on with her older brother.

It all started that night, when both lay in their beds as they talked, laughed, and felt their hearts flutter each time they heard one another speak.

Her phone rang violently in her bag, nearly making her drop the to go bag all over the ground as she walked. “Hello?” She asked, as she held both bags with her hands as her shoulder gripped the phone as if it’d fall down a cliff. “Hey bug!” He exclaimed, making her chuckle as she heard the booming sound of his voice. She had always detested the nickname, as he gave it to her as kids due to her horrendous fear of the creatures. But, it brought more joy to her, as it reminded her of their youth. Having been adults for years, it was fun to hear such a childish name that’s stuck.

“Hey mopey.” She chuckled, as that was the name she gave him when he was in his emo phase that he never outgrew.

Both talked as she walked towards the elevator, mainly about how his day had gone as she silently listened.

She had always been this way, always the shyer of the two, the one to listen to others first before she said a word. He had teased her for it most of their childhood and teen life, but he had grown to love it, as he could let loose or rant to her about anything, and he knew she’d be there just to listen to him.

“So what’re you doing right now?” He asked, as she got into the elevator. “Just grabbed some dinner a few minutes before you called and nearly made me shit.” A smile painted on her face at his boisterous laughter.

“Are you at home?” He asked, as he heard the sound of the elevator beeping in the background. “No, I’m spending the night with my boyfriend.”

She had mentioned about a month prior that she was seeing someone, the joy it brought him to hear the excitement and joy in her tone as she gushed about their first date.

If this was 7 or 8 years prior, he would be bombarding her with questions about the man, who he was, where he lived, where he could meet him to find his intentions with his baby sister. But, in the last few years, he found himself feeling calmer whenever she’d mentioned her love life. He knew she was smart, and would never date a man who treated her poorly. The few breakups she had, they always ended amicably, her head still high as she told him. So, he never asked her any questions about the man, as he could tell from the few times she mentioned him, he could feel the love this man had for her, and Vice versa.

The strong barreling of her phone alerted them awake, both groaning out as she reached for her phone without lifting her head from his shoulder. “Hello?” She mumbled, voice slurred as the saliva was thick in her mouth, barely awake as she fought to listen in on who dares to wake them up.

“Hey!” He exclaimed, making her equally exhausted lover groan. She shifted off of him, laying on her back as he turned away from her, as to hopefully shut his eyes and fall back asleep. She was used to her brother's large voice, as it hardly phased her after growing up with him. “Colson, why are you calling me this ungodly hour?” “Oh come on, it’s not that early.” “Col its-“ She pulled her phone from her ear, eyes shutting violently as the bright light blinded her “5 o’clock in the morning. So again, I’m going to ask you, why did you call me at the asscrack of dawn?” “You don’t remember?” He asked, making her irritation grow. “No, that’s why I’m asking.” She says, as she rubbed her sleep crusted eyes. “You were coming up today to hang out with casie, remember?” Her hand stopped rubbing her face, as she felt her heart stop momentarily. “Wait, you mean today? I thought I was coming Friday?” “No, both of you settled on today, remember I told you that’s perfect because I have a day off?” She felt her heart pain as she heard the sadness in his tone, knowing he’s expecting her to bail. “Yeah sorry, I thought you meant Friday so I mixed it up, let me get ready and I’ll be out the door okay? Love you” she said, as she hung up the line.

Before she could even move, she felt his arm wrap around her body. A tired groan leaving his lips. “Nooo stayyyy.” He groaned, pulling her body to his. She smiled as she looked down at him, wrapping her arm on his chest and the other behind his neck. “I wish I could live, but I can’t.” Planting a soft kiss against his lips. “Stay in bed for a few more hours, please?” Her heart pulled at his tone, hearing just how tired he was. “I can’t, casies wanted me to come up for weeks now. And it takes a good 3 hours to get there. I wanna spend as much time as I can with them before it gets dark so I can get back safely.” He groaned at this, wrapping his arms around her. “Yeah but it’s only 5, it wouldn’t be safe to drive since we went to bed like, 2 hours ago.” “Yeah, and whos fault was that mister?” She teased, “hmm, sorry but I just couldn’t keep my hands to myself after not seeing you for a few days.” He mused, pulling her body closer to his, planting his lips against hers. A small hum left her lips as he pulled her thigh over his, grabbing the flesh harshly as their lips cascaded together. “Mm, no no no, you’re not gonna convince me to stay here just to go another round.” She said, as she got off from his warm body, throwing his large hoodie over her bare body. “Oh come on babe, are you sure about that?” He said, making her turn around to him. A small gasp left her lips as her eyes took in his milky white complexion. His honey brown eyes looking back at her with a small smile etched onto his face. His hair a tousled mess that resembled a bird's nest, some pieces falling onto his face. “Honey, I’ve been wanting to see my family for weeks now, I see you almost everyday and practically live here. I’ll be back tomorrow so I can grab more clothes from my place okay?” She placed a kiss to his lips, both holding one another in their arms. “I don’t know why you don’t just say fuck that place and just move in.” He mumbled, making her chuckle and heart warm. “Don't you think it’s a little soon though? I mean we’ve only been together a few months love.” “Yeah, but you’ve practically lived here since we got together, you literally just go there to get more clothes that you end up leaving here.” She looked into his eyes as she thought about his words. “Hm, I’ll think about it today okay?” She mused, planting a kiss to his lips. A soft okay leaving him as she got up.

“And babe, remember if you live here, we can have all the sex we want and not have to worry about driving to get one another.” He exclaimed, laughing at the loud honey she screamed from the bathroom.

She couldn’t help but laugh out as she watched, as her niece tried her hardest to braid her fathers grown out hair. It was near impossible not to, as pieces would fall out, resulting in her pulling them harsher, nearly pulling his eyelids back due to the tension from his temples. “Okay okay you’re gonna fuckin scalp me.” He chuckled , as all three bursted out in large laughter.

“So how’s school going this year?” She asked her, as she delicately painted her nails. Both of the girls had found themselves on the floor in front of the nice coffee table, as colson sat and chatted with them. “It’s going really well.” “Oh yeah? Make any new friends?” She teased. “I mean, kinda.” She couldn’t help but hear the wavering in her tone, spotting the faint blush dusting her skin. “Ohh, so there’s a someone eh?” She teased to her, making the preteen hide her face as to conceal the flush. “His names Garrett, and we both take social studies together. He always sits next to me at lunch, and we’ll draw on my notebook.” She gushed, making her smile. “Soo, do you think he likes you?” “I mean, that’s what everyone keeps saying.” “Yeah well don’t worry about it to much cas, you’re not dating anyone for many more years. You’re still a kid.” Her das said, making the young girls face fall.

Y/N knew he was only saying this to protect her, as he said the same thing to her growing up. “Hey, don’t be bummed out about it. He is right, you both are only 12 and should focus on school. But don’t worry, he’ll come around. He was just like that with me up until my current boyfriend.” She whispered, making the young girl chuckle.

“Speaking of which, how are you guys doing?” He asked, as she hadn’t mentioned hun to her in a while. He didn’t think it’d hurt to ask. “Great actually, we’re thinking of moving in together actually.” “That’s great! I’m really happy that y’all met.” “Yeah, I am too.” She hummed, a flush dusting her cheeks.

Both men laughed as they chatted on the phone, talking about anything that would come to mind. What was once only a collaboration for a song, turned into an amazing friendship that caused both of them to call at late hours just to shoot the shit.

A yawn left his lips, as he listened to colson ramble on about another song he was making. “Woah, you tired man?” Colson asked, shocked to hear the sound. “Yeah sorry, was up most of the night last night.” He mumbled, rubbing his eyes. “Were you feeling alright?” He asked, worry laced in his tone. He knew all about his friends illnesses, even once being on the other end of the phone during a bad spell one day.” “Oh yeah yeah yeah, was just, up with the misses last night.” He chuckled, a flush blooming on his cheeks. “Ohhh yeah? And how was it?” This shocked him, nearly feeling his heart stop. Like, does he usually know about his sisters sex life? He didn’t think much of it, as he knew just how close both were. “It was absolutely fucking amazing. Like I thought we’d be done for the night, fully tapped out but after like 5 minutes she’d be right back on me for another round.” He chuckled, his flush even worse than before. “Ayyyeee good for you corpse, glad to hear that puss is bussin.” He laughed at this, throwing his head back. “Yeah, it’s bussin bussin.”

Both men talk as they read from their phones, eyes wide in absolute awe of the love they received from the song. They had just dropped it a few days prior, not expecting the cry of joy from both fan bases.

He didn’t even look up from it when she walked in, until she bent down to plant a kiss to his forehead. “Sorry I had completely forgot about the tea I made you an hour ago, but I put it back on the stove to heat it up so if it’s twisting funky just tell me okay?” Before he could even thank her, both their heads whipped towards the loudness from the other line. “Y/N? Is that you? What in the hell are you doing there with corpse!” He didn’t sound angry, more shocked than anything, both of them looking at the phone in confusion. “I, I love here? Remember I told you like a month ago I was moving in with him?” “WHAT!” Both jumped at the loud scream. “Wait so you guys are dating!?” Both we’re even more perplexed, until it dawned on both of them. Their eyes wide as they turned their heads to one another slowly. “Wait you didn’t tell him?” “No? He’s one of your best friends so I thought you did!” “He’s your brother! So I thought you did!” Both whisper, until all three lay silent. That was until, the large cry of laughter that leaves the two, leaving colson even more confused. He wasn’t mad, not at all actually. More shocked and confused than anything. Until he started thinking, it does make sense, all the times they spoke about one another without him knowing, all the times they mentioned-“OH GOD!” He yelled, gagging violently, making them stop their laughing fit. “What's wrong? Why are you yelling?” She asks “like a month ago corpse was talking about how he was tired cause he was up all night having sex AND I HAD NO IDEA HE WAS TALKING ABOUT YOU! OH GOD WAS THAT WHY YOU WERE LIMPING THAT DAY WITH CAS AND I!” Both laugh even harder, as they listen to his ever growing gags.

“So yeah,. That’s literally how we had no idea we were keeping the relationship secret from her brother.” He laughed, as he red the comments and listened to his friends' laughter. She sat beside him, head laying on his shoulder as he told the story. She couldn’t help but to look back up into his eyes, as he glanced down at her, planting a soft kiss to her lips. “Keep it pg guys.” Colson said from the other line, making them chuckle.

[tokyo-daaaamn-ji-gang]

I hope I’m not one of the few people that thinks that Toman 2.0 still has a chance? I mean i was just thinking of some of the possible matchups and:

Shion vs. Peh: Shion will get one-shot…As he always does..

Ran and Rindou vs. Smiley and Angry: Angry was able to take them down as the “blue ogre” so I definitely can’t wait to see their reactions to seeing him again. XD And he has Smiley this time around so I can see it as their win

Sanzu vs. Benkei, Wakasa, and Senju: Yeah I definitely think Benkei and Waka are going to join up with Toman during the battle. Their bond with Senju is too deep for them not to (and maybe this was what Waka had meant when he told Takemichi to “Take care of Brahman’s princess“, as in let her continue to be the badass she is)

Koko vs. Inui: Yeah this was obvious. I’m hoping they’re able to kiss and make-up sort out the Akane mess and realize that they both care about each other

Mochi vs. Pah: Idk I just see this matchup making sense

Hanma vs. Mitsuya and Hakkai: Yeah I can’t imagine only one person being able to take down Hanma it’s definitely going to be a multiple person job. Draken also fought Hanma twice so it makes sense for Mitsuya to finish the job

Kakucho vs. Chifuyu: I’m actually looking forward to this possible pair up. I mean they both have dead boyfriends so I can imagine them having some sort of conversation about that. Or Chifuyu can be a savage and say, “So you’re so obsessed with finding a leader that you chose the guy Izana hated the most? Izana must really hate you right now.“

Mikey vs. Takemichi: The ultimate fight! Not going to lie I low-key feel like this may end up like the Pikachu vs. Pikachu fight during the first Pokemon movie with Takemichi refusing to fight back and Mikey crying, telling him to fight XD So I definitely think that Takemichi is going have to scold Mikey like “an older brother would“ because he’s not beating Mikey in a battle unless Takemichi gets his own dark impulses. And then when Mikey is contemplative about what Takemichi said, he can land one punch—like he did with Taiju—and Mikey is finally able to see the sky and taste defeat. Or Takemichi can also be a savage and say, “Mikey I’ve seen you kill our friends in past timelines, you’ve killed me. But, allowing the guy that helped kill Emma in your gang? Manjiro, if Draken was alive, he would hate you. ” RIP Takemitchy you’re definitely dying if you say that but imagine though

But yeah just wanted to say that the battle isn’t completely hopeless! And we also have the Mizo Middle!!

I actually generally think toman will win this, I think they're a lot more determined to win and actually have something to fight for. Toman simply wants the win more, they're going to be fighting with everything they've got. Also haven't we seen this before? Like when they went against Tenjiku and everyone assumed they would lose because of all the strong characters they had. The point is nobody should be underestimating or counting toman out yet. They've faced these odds before and come out on top.

I'm actually hoping that we won't get the same match ups as before, I don't want to see another Peh vs Shion and Angry vs the Haitani brothers, it would be more interesting to mix it up. Though I can't argue against the symbolism of one pair of brothers fighting the other. Also if Peh fights Shion then I really hope it starts with Shion saying some crap about how "he's gotten stronger then last time" only to be immediately taken down again.

I also think you're giving Sanzu waaaay to much credit here, he only managed to fight Ran and maybe Rindou???? To a draw, if he has to go against Senju, Waka and Benkei then he's not even lasting a minute. I'm hoping Senju can fight by herself too.

Yeah I can see another Koko and Inui confrontation happening either with a fight or with one of them sacrificing their own life to save the other. I'm also totally on board with the Mochi vs Pah, it just makes sense.

I actually think Mitsuya could potentially take down Hanma solo, Hanma is another character who i think we tend to overpower a bit. He blocked Mikey's kick like once, then made Draken fight a bunch of other guys before drawing with him, then got beaten by Draken after crashing his bike. I think the only character he's actually beaten is Chifuyu and that's not much of an accomplishment. So it's hard to say exactly how strong he is, we also have the same problem with Mitsuya though. Who keeps getting taken out of fights before we can see what he can do, like when Inui ambushed him or when Ran ambushed him or when Rindou/Shion ambushed him. So who really knows???

Chifuyu's getting stomped if he has to fight Kakucho though, Kakucho's been established as one of the stronger members and Chifuyu's never won a real fight, so rip Chifuyu. I do like the similarities between them though, I also have a feeling that Kakucho might switch sides during all this???

Yeah Takemichi is definitely going to have to come up with some kind of heart felt speech to get through to Mikey though. But I actually think Takemichi will have to fight someone else first, sort of like how he had to go up against Kakucho to get to Kisaki in the Tenjiku fight. Maybe we get Chifuyu and Takemichi against Kakucho? Before he switches sides??? Takemichi's definitely getting a beating before he manages to help Mikey though.

And of course they have the mizo middle gang, that just means their victory is 100% assured.

[wisehq]

Mission Debrief: Chapter Forty-Four

Battle aboard the Princess Lorelei, everybody!

I think I speak for the whole fandom when I say thank you Endo for finally giving us our long overdue Yor chapter! And not only that, but a whole freaking boat arc to boot!! There was so much that happened this week that I honestly had trouble narrowing down the panels to use for this review. There’s a lot to talk about, so let’s get into it!

First off-!

[rips up all my old reviews]

All of my Shopkeeper theories up until this point have been completely wrong...and I am A-OK with that! I didn’t think we’d actually get to see her this early (I’m assuming it’s a her, but it was never directly stated) and to be honest I’m surprised by her design. She’s unlike any other character we’ve seen till this point; I assume the bags under her eyes to be wrinkles, and she is built very strongly for someone her age. Her gaze has a definite presence, and that hair- good god it’s long! Shopkeeper is certainly intriguing from a design standpoint, which only adds to the mystery of her as we really don’t get to see much of her character despite the panels devoted to her.

We do get to see that Shopkeeper barely approves of Yor being Mrs. Forger, both in the above exchange and her introduction. It’s obvious she prizes Thorn Princess highly as a valuable Garden assassin, and worries that playing house is making her lose her edge. It’s going to be very interesting to see how this plays out further down the road; I wouldn’t put it past Shopkeeper to start keeping tabs on Loid, just to have something in her back pocket should the time come to convince Yor to leave the family (oh the juicy angst).

Moving on, Yor’s mission is interesting (for more reasons than one, which we will get into more later). Instead of killing, she’ll be protecting- a mother and her child no less. I’m willing to bet money that Yor’s going to draw parallels between herself and Olka, if only for the fact that they’re both mothers with a young child. I suspect that’ll come into play more as the arc progresses, given that Anya-

-Is not only a card shark, but also queen of the raffle box!

Ok look, I get it; this was complete bullshit on Endo’s part to finagle a way to get Loid and Anya on the boar with Yor, but dammit if I didn’t love this whole scene regardless. Anya’s determined yet deadpan stare, Loid’s nonchalant attitude about the whole thing, the whole bit about the winning ticket being stuck underneath the lid and Anya using her powers to find it, it was all adorably fun. Plus, it got the Forgers altogether on a boat, so I have no qualms about it!

Also throwing it out there that I loved Handler getting chewed out for overworking the agents and just being like “sure whatever go on a cruise with your family, have fun.” Endo really could have made her the stick in the mud here, but I guess for the sake of time and also Loid’s sanity he went the easy route and made her the fun mom for a change lol

The same goes for the soft moment with Yor and Yuri. It’s no secret I’m not a huge fan of the latter, but anytime the Briar siblings are together having genuine conversation I melt like butter. Not only was it nice seeing Yuri behaving like an adult for a change (for the most part) but also for Yor to start coming to terms with the fact that he’s older and doesn’t need her as much anymore. Instead, we see her feelings slowly start to shift towards Anya towards the end of the chapter. Yor muses that perhaps the best thing she could do is give up assassination, and instead focus on her (not-so) fake family. It’s a new layer of drama to an already thick cake, so we’ll see how it all plays out as the arc proceeds.

I will say that the final panels do give a certain air of tenseness (aside from Loid holding Anya’s hand of course, love it). It certainly sets the scene for something big just on the horizon and given that we know a whole army of assassins is out for blood on a giant cruise ship, you can rest assured it’s going to get messy!

Speaking of, before we wrap up, it’s time to get back to the whole “Yor’s mission is really interesting” thing from earlier. I’d like to highlight what a few people have pointed out already; specifically that this gentleman in Shopkeeper’s briefing-

-looks remarkably similar to a certain someone from chapter one.

Arguing for the side that this isn’t the same character, @eldraftsman​ (calling you out dude xD) points out that their faces are slightly different and their hair’s not quite right, which I will agree with. Looking at it from the other side’s perspective though, it’s entirely possible his design has changed slightly since the very first chapter of the manga. Two years is a long time to tweak a design, let alone how fast Endo is at doing it (just look at Fiona’s introduction vs. how she looks now, all in the span of two chapters). Plus, it wouldn’t be the first time Endo has hinted at a future character way before their proper introduction.

Guy on the right look familiar? Mr. Green in all his glory, all the way back in chapter twenty-seven. For reference, he didn’t show up again until chapter thirty-nine, almost a whole year before he got the spotlight. It’s also clear that this isn’t just him re-using the design; Mr. Green is Eden security, so it would make sense for him to be escorting the mid-term tests. Whether or not the same holds true for our mystery man orchestrating the events of Cruise Ooting Arc (coining it), I guess we’ll just have to wait till the next chapter to find out!

Also, BONUS!

Anya really said “Give me a boat or I’ll give you felonies”

[fandom-necromancer]

Finding each other

This was prompted by the wonderful @smolandangry001! I always think it’s difficult writing a short soulmate AU, but I’m satisfied with this version of it that’s not dangerously close to a bigger fic XD I hope you enjoy!

Fandom: Detroit become human | Ship: Reed900 | AU: Soulmate AU

Being born with a name on your wrist life was supposed to be reassuring. Knowing that no matter the hardships it threw at you and no matter what happened, there was someone out there. Someone looking for you just as much as you looked for them. Knowing that once you found the other person, they would be perfect for you. No matter what your preferences were, there was a person out there fitting to you like a missing piece. For most of his life Gavin didn’t know what he was looking for. Would he want a romantic partner? Would he want a roommate? What would be his perfect person like? It didn’t help that his soulmark was so different to everyone else’s. That reassurance everyone faced their day with was just missing when you looked down on your left wrist and instead of a name you saw a number. RK900. His parents had been completely clueless as to what it would mean. They had been to experts on soul-matching and most of them had just shrugged and said it seemed to be a glitch in fate. Apparently, it had happened before, but was so rare most doctors had thought the rumours to be just that: hearsay.

School had been tough for Gavin as he slowly grew older and the most important things in life changed. When friends moved away and changed school, when he went to highschool and met new people. When those people started relationships, fell in love and started to find their soulmates. When he started to become the weirdo, the one with no soulmate. Gavin started hiding the numbers under a wristband when he went and kept up with that habit until he finished school, explaining he wanted to meet his soulmate naturally and not show around the name in the hopes of randomly finding them. Still, some lonely nights, he pulled away the fabric and brushed his thumb over the number deep in thoughts. ‘Who are you?’, he desperately whispered when everyone else was fast asleep and left him alone with their sympathies and misplaced pity. Gavin wanted to believe the numbers meant something. After all, people without soulmarks existed. People who would find their happiness alone, who didn’t need someone or didn’t search for someone. That had to mean these numbers were some sort of designation, right? He didn’t want it to be a glitch. After all he had suffered through getting bullied and being cast out or pitied for all his life. That couldn’t be for nothing. Please, don’t let it be for nothing.

When his application for the police academy had been accepted and he had moved out into his very first own flat, he stood in front of his desk, looking at the rugged fabric he had worn for so long. Shackles of a world that couldn’t seem to accept something different. Should he wear it again? Or should he stand up and pretend not to be bothered by the fact that he didn’t know who is soulmate was? He stood there for half an hour before finally sighing and grabbing the damn things. No, he would continue to lie. He would likely wear them for his whole life anyways.

Thankfully his nervousness was drowning out his worries quickly as he entered a large auditorium being greeted as the new applicants. He sat down next to a young woman that seemed to be of Asian origin. He sat there awkwardly while she was looking straight ahead, hands on the table completely calm while Gavin fidgeted with his wristbands. That was when he spotted a broad ornate leather bracelet on her left wrist. Small chains and silver symbols were twirled around themselves in delicate patterns. ‘That’s beautiful’, Gavin mumbled, only then realising he said that out loud. ‘Excuse me?’ Hastily he cleared his throat. ‘Sorry. I’m Gavin. Just noticed your bracelet. It’s really beautiful.’ ‘What’s it to you?’, she hissed. ‘You another one of those nosey bastards that wanna know why I hide my mark? Still searching for your partner?’ Gavin shook his head quickly. ‘No! No, I-‘ He looked down and lifted his own hand. ‘I hide it too. I didn’t think- I just noticed the bracelet, sorry.’

He cursed himself. First interaction and he already made enemies. But apparently the woman was curious instead. ‘You hide yours? Why?’ Gavin sighed and turned his left palm up, other hand lingering on the fabric. ‘Please, keep it a secret, okay? I’m just sick of people’s reactions to it.  It’s not exactly a normal soulmark.’ He sighed and lifted up the edge of the band so only the woman could see the numbers. ‘No way!’, she shouted, drawing attention to herself. ‘I thought I was the only one!’ Ignoring the curious onlookers that likely thought they had randomly discovered they were soulmates, she lifted up her bracelet for Gavin to see, unveiling a similar brand: ST300.

From that moment on, Gavin and the woman – Tina – were inseparable. She was the best friend Gavin had ever had and finding someone who had endured a similar past was incredible relieving to learn. He made it Detective fairly quickly, while Tina had troubles getting that promotion. But they always stayed together and ended up working in the same precinct. With the way they hid their soulmarks, most had figured they were soulmates and went on with it, sparing them both having to explain it over and over again. Gavin and Tina just shrugged it off. Let them think what they wanted if it kept them out of their hairs.

Life was good until androids were invented and sold to the general public, model number fitting exactly the marks on their wrists. ‘That can’t be!’, Gavin desperately said pacing up and down Tina’s living room one evening. ‘No way my soulmate is a stupid machine! What does that say about me? Will I fall in love with a damn robot? Am I not worthy of a human? Is the only piece fitting to my soul an oversized calculator? I can’t believe it.’ Tina just looked down on her bare wrist and the numbers. ‘No, it can’t be’, she agreed. ‘Soulmarks, Gavin. An android doesn’t have a soul. Doesn’t even have a personality. It’s just lines of code.’ ‘But then what? A coincidence? Because it would be one hell of one! Phck, Tina, what if it is a glitch? What if all those years they were right and we are just weird.’ Tina leaned back. ‘Honestly, I don’t even know what would be worse. Knowing you are a freak or knowing you are someone who is such a terrible person only an obedient machine is perfect for you.’ ‘I think we could both need a drink.’ ‘To those news? I don’t think a drink will be enough, honestly. Shit, Gavin, let’s go get wasted.’

 The following years, androids were the booming new technology. Everyone wanted one, rows of workers were replaced and pushed on the streets. Humans lost their jobs while those who weren’t replaced yet laughed at them as being idiots who didn’t trust in advancement. Gavin and Tina spent them anxiously reading every advertisement, searching for the numbers on their wrists. ‘A receptionist android! A damn receptionist android, Gavin! I can’t believe it!’ ‘You know we will get one of those soon, right?’, the man commented. ‘In the precinct I mean. Rory was already sent packing. It should be delivered next week.’ Tina shook her head numbly. ‘Do we know if androids can have soulmarks?’ ‘None I ever met.’ ‘Any luck with your RK900?’, Tina asked then. ‘No. So far there has only been a RK200 custom made for some rich phck.’ ‘Hey, maybe you will get rich then?’, Tina tried to raise the mood a little with her jokes. ‘If you win the lottery I want a part of it, I deserve it!’ ‘Hey, I think it is more likely that these cursed numbers vanish and I get a real name than that I will suddenly get rich.’

 They lived with their secret for a few years and the fact that nothing really changed was reassuring. Until there was a RK800 in the precinct and the news of rogue AIs spread. Androids killing their owners, disobeying and running for their freedom. An illusive group of deviants emerging and starting a full-blown revolution. Even jokes in between Tina and Gavin shrugging over a beer that maybe their marks meant they welcomed their robot overlords couldn’t really make it any better. Not when they both were suddenly confronted with the fact that the RK800 called Connor actually had Lieutenant Anderson’s name on his wrist after the androids in front of the concentration camps had convinced the world they indeed had souls.

Not much later, the ST300 from the reception had approached Tina, showing her her own name on her wrist. It left Gavin with no escape from fate. He would get to know a RK900. They would live their life with each other. And he didn’t know what to think of it. Maybe he just had to wait a little longer.

~

RK900 didn’t know how much longer he could keep it a secret. Almost his entire life he had to hide that he was deviant. In the lab next to the one he was held in, an android had gone deviant, killed the security and ran to RK900, hoping he would help him. Unfortunately, all he could do was transfer the virus before more guards came and killed him. Since then RK900 had been a deviant who was designed to eradicate deviancy. It wasn’t too difficult actually. The countless tests he was subjected to he always knew what they wanted to see. Holographic simulations of deviants pleading for their lives, running and fighting for their freedom and he would be there with a gun to stop them. He just had to do that until they deemed him ready for field work. Then he could flee the first chance he got.

Because with deviancy came a name written in black cyberlife font on his left wrist: Gavin Reed. It didn’t take a lot of research to learn it was a soulmark. The name of someone that would be perfect for him. And someone who fate decided was his soulmate would be able to help him, right? He just had to get out of this lab, then he would be able to run. He would find his soulmate and then it wasn’t just him against Cyberlife. He just had to get out. He had to be deemed worthy.

 [Test #870. Activating RK900 unit. New mission: Destroy deviants.] RK900 was faced with a holographic simulation as he opened his eyes. In front of him was an android tied against a steel pillar. It was pleading: ‘Please! Free me! Free me and we can both be free! I didn’t do anything, please, let me go! Don’t kill me! I just want to be-‘ RK900 already pulled the trigger. [Mission successful.] [Software Instability^]

-

[Test #902. Activating RK900 unit. New mission: Destroy deviants.] RK900 was running after another deviant. The other android was sprinting down a suburban street and looked back at RK900 panicked. RK900 stopped and took aim. It was an easy target. He pulled the trigger. He watched how the bullet pierced the android’s thirium pump and how he tried to crawl away even though his timer had to run out. [Mission successful.] [Software Instability^^^]

-

 ‘What is it? I thought the RK900 project was making progress.’ ‘Sorry, it’s just… The RK900 is successful in every single test. But he isn’t ready yet. There are some inexplainable high stress levels whenever he has to kill an android. With our current hypothesis that high stress can lead to deviancy, we should eliminate that before sending him out.’ The woman that led the project sighed, looking over at RK900 who stayed completely still on his platform although he was truly worried about what he heard. ‘Might be something in his personality matrix. We worked so long to perfect their social protocols and moral routines, maybe something in there is contradicting his mission parameters and the added stress comes from having to disregard that.’ ‘Could be’, the technician nodded. ‘I will try to eliminate that.’

With horror RK900 faced every following test after that. He had to keep calm to fool the humans, but how could he when he had to kill androids pleading him to spare them? It didn’t matter they were all simulated beings, it still was a traumatic experience, every single time. And no matter how hard he tried, after every test he was stripped of more that made him himself. Sometimes he managed to keep backups, but more often than not the lines of code were lost forever.

After every test RK900 anxiously looked at his wrist whenever he was left alone. It was reassuring to see the name still there. He hadn’t changed enough to lose his soulmate and with him all his hope of a save place. But for how long would he remain himself enough so the name wouldn’t disappear? He was afraid to one day wake up to a blank wrist. And that made his stress levels increase even more before every test.

‘I don’t have any explanation', the technician sighed in the end. ‘I nearly deleted his complete social protocol and gave his moral core the lowest priority and still, the damn thing nearly fries itself every test. It’s almost as if it’s gotten worse with the changes.’ Nines watched the two humans lean over the terminal and risked a small glance at his wrist. The name was still there. He tried to relax. ‘But you still have the backup from before, right?’, the woman asked and he nodded. ‘Then let’s start from scratch.’ She yawned heartily. ‘Deactivate it for now, it’s too late to do so now. Tomorrow we’ll just reset it and start over. Maybe something else causes it.’ ‘Sounds like a plan.’

RK900’s stress levels skyrocketed as the technician came closer, but no one saw that as the director of the project was already on her way out. As his last action he looked at the name on his wrist. He had held out for so long. It would be okay. He would escape and find his soulmate. He had to. He would-

[Shutdown complete.]

~

The revolution had come and gone, and Detroit started to clear the rubble. Seeing androids on the streets was no rarity anymore and after a few months of getting used to the thought of them as people it was simply the new normal. Tina was truly happy with her soulmate android, going out and promptly moving together as the ST300 didn’t have a place to stay other than the precinct. Gavin was invited to most of their activities, but he seldomly accepted it. Tina had waited so long for it, she deserved to thoroughly enjoy these days. But his new loneliness reminded him of the numbers on his own wrist. RK900. Connor didn’t know of any successor of his and no official report ever mentioned the name. Gavin spent his evenings getting drunk and rubbing over the mark. Would the RK900 have been produced if the revolution hadn’t happened? Had fate changed and his mark was the last evidence of it? Wouldn’t it have just disappeared then? Or was there really a RK900 left out there? But after more than a month of androids being free, wouldn’t it have been easy for an android to locate him with his name? Why had no one ever come?

In fact, Gavin had given up. Maybe he had given up long ago and just kept his dream alive not to lose hope. But this showed it, right? No one had come. He was alone. He would be alone his entire life. That would be his fate. That didn’t really change that much, right? He had been alone already. He had managed to be alone up until now, he would manage the rest somehow. He had his work. He had Tina. Maybe just because he wanted more didn’t mean he needed more.

He buried himself in work and took every job they needed people on. Patrolling the streets, looking at crime scenes, doing overdue paperwork and cleaning the break room. All just so he would come home late and not have as much time to think about it. When he learned of the planned raid of Cyberlife Tower for Jericho, he immediately volunteered to help. Such operations always meant a ton of organising and paperwork. He was quickly put on the task of creating personal files of all androids found left inside. Name, model number, date of construction. All so Jericho could help them integrate into society. Gavin felt a little out of place actually sitting there two weeks later, a row of androids in front of him he helped fill out the forms and directed towards people who would actually help them being repaired and comforted.

‘Hello. I’m Detective Reed’, he greeted the next one. ‘I just need a few personal information. Do you have a name?’ ‘Chris’, the android answered hesitantly. ‘Alright, Chris.’ He wrote the name into the appropriate line and turned the paper around for the android to see. ‘We also need your model number and serial number. The rest of the form is optional, you can fill it out, but you don’t have to.’ ‘What do you need this for?’ Gavin tried to smile at the android. ‘It’s just so Jericho can help you find your place. They will help you getting started.’ ‘Okay’, Chris nodded shily and took the paper. ‘Thank you.’ ‘You’re welcome. Next one please!’

The next android approached his desk and Gavin was already getting the next form. ‘Hey there. Alright, first I’d need your name.’ ‘I… I don’t have one.’ ‘That’s alright’, Gavin said softly and put a small dash at the according line. ‘Your model number?’ ‘RK900.’

Gavin froze, ruining the form stopping mid movement. Slowly he angled his head and looked at the android that was shockingly similar to Connor. ‘Is there a problem?’, the android asked, facial expression unmoving. ‘You are RK900?’ ‘Yes. Why are you asking?’ Gavin stood up and immediately felt his knees grow weak. ‘I… I think we… I…’ He apparently had just forgotten how to speak, so instead he pulled the fabric from his wrist and showed the android his mark. ‘Are you… Do you have a mark?’ The android just stared at his designation on the human’s wrist, then to the nameplate on his desk. ‘You are… Are you Reed? Gavin Reed?’ Gavin didn’t dare to believe it, but he grinned from ear to ear as he nodded. ‘Yes. I’m Gavin Reed. Are you my soulmate?’ Instead of an answer, the android stepped past the table and pulled Gavin into a fierce hug. ‘I found you! I… My life wasn’t long, but I hoped to see you one day. My whole life I thought of you and meeting you and that hope got me through in the end and they were to reset me, I thought this would be it, I was so scared and…’ Gavin listened to the android speak in a hurry, barely catching on to the words uttered. All he could do was stand there in the hug and relax into it, answering it with his own embrace. Only when the android grew quiet, Gavin pressed him closer. ‘I gave up hope you were even existing. I wondered for so long and when androids were invented, I thought you would come, but then the revolution passed, and you weren’t there and now… I have so much I want to tell you. So much I want to know…’ ‘I also have a lot of questions’, the android admitted and took a step back. ‘I think we have enough time for that now’, Gavin smiled.

‘Now that we’ve found each other.’