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Chapter Eight: Public Enemy

Summary: Living in Detroit, the capital of androids, constantly reminds Natalie Tyler of the accident that changed her life for the worst. Her world is overturned after deciding to adventure out of her apartment and back into the cruel world. When androids start to peacefully protest for their rights, she is asked to work with a RK800 prototype android that goes by the name Connor.

Word Count: 8054

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DATE

NOV 8TH, 2038

TIME

AM 11:54:17

NATALIE LAZILY BRUSHED HER DUVET OFF OF her body as she stretched her stiff limbs the next morning. Sunlight filtered through her windows and lit up her room significantly in a bright yellow hue. The brunette yawned loudly and ran a hand through her unruly hair. She glanced at her clock to see that it was nearly eleven o’clock in the morning and sighed through her nose. That was a bit of a surprise, she was expecting herself to have slept in later than just eleven. After being out so late last night, she suspected to sleep through all of the morning and waking up some time after noon.

She climbed out of her bed and stretched her legs before walking out of the room and into the living room. Natalie was greeted with the sight of Ethan eating a bowl of sugary cereal and watching a show on the television.

"Morning, Ethan," she walked into the kitchen to get herself something to eat and drink.

The younger sibling tried to talk through his breakfast, “Mmhm, Nhm!”

Natalie grimaced, “chew before you talk, little brother. Don’t talk with your mouth full.”

Ethan swallowed the mouthful that he had and shouted out in excitement, “Mornin’, Nat! Better?”

“Much.” She rummaged through the frigid and pulled out a yogurt from the fridge and started to eat it. She simultaneously rummaged through a cabinet for a bottle of blue blood. “Don’t you have a class to get to right now?” She finally found a bottle of the blue liquid and opened it up to take a big gulp of it. Her injury from the night before had been taken care of completely, she just needed to restore some more blue blood within her body.

The man hummed while swallowing another big mouthful of his breakfast. “Yeah, I have my first class at 11:20.”

Natalie nodded her head as she leaned against the kitchen counter and ate her strawberry yogurt. “Hm. This semester started out well for you, right?”

“Yeah,” Ethan nodded his head. “It’s been nearly three months and I’m not failing any of my courses yet.”

His sister scoffed, “don’t put yourself down like that, you’re doing well know and you just have to keep it up for the rest of the rest of the semester.”

“That’s easy for you to say, you graduated years ago and school was always easy for you!”

It was true. Natalie excelled at school, especially in math and science. That was evident from the many awards that she had received ever since elementary school and her degrees in three majors. She accomplished quite a lot for a twenty-nine-year-old. While quite a few people her age were probably high on red ice and unable to keep a steady job, Natale was able to become a well respected engineer in her field and the unofficial creator of androids. Of course, those titles were overshadows when people found out about her surgery. She then became the experiment. The hybrid. The abomination.

People forgot about her past accomplishments and focused on what had happened to her and what she had become. The moral of her existence was questioned as her family life deteriorated. She shut herself inside after that. She was a coward in that respect. Natalie couldn’t handle the constant threats and hateful words. The cyborg believed that people would eventually forget about her at some point… and they did.

It only took about a year and a half for her name to disappear from the national news. Every once and a while her name was spoken on a podcast and radio or in a blog of somesort. However, people just forgot about her and moved on with more pressing news. People have short attention spans in that regard. Either that, or the world just moves far too fast for people to ponder on a single storyline for too long.

Natalie shrugged, “well, we aren’t talking about me, are we?”

The two were doused in a comfortable silence as they ate their small breakfast. The television played in the background as they could hear the rest of the city starting to wake up and start their day. Ethan stretch his dangly limbs as he stood up from the couch and made his way over to the kitchen and his sister. He placed his bowel in the sink and moved to collect his bag that was on the floor next to the counter.

Natalie watched his stiff movements from behind her spoon with narrowed eyes. “You okay, Ethan?”

The man licked his lips nervously and turned to her. “I don’t know how to tell you…”

She stood up straighter and placed her measly breakfast down, “tell me what?” Her eyes stared up at the taller male with confusion.

“I got a call from Carl…”

Natalie leaned her arms against the counter at the mention of her godfather. “What did he say?” She started to grow worried at the tone in Ethan’s voice.

“Well,” he licked his lips, “the call was short but I think he explained it all to me.”

“And what was it?”

He sighed heavily, “the other night, Leo showed up at his house--”

Natalie cut in and scoffed, “for cash, no doubt.” She didn’t have that many memories of Leo(they were mainly of ones from the past three to four years, nothing before that) but the ones that she did have consisted of Leo and his addiction. Much like most of the city, Leo had become dependant on the drug Red Ice and constantly asked his father for money. Natalie didn’t really know whether or not she like Leo before her accident, however, she knew for certain that she hadn’t liked him for the past three years.

Ethan nodded his head, “yeah, he broke into Carl’s house to take some of his paintings to sell.” Natalie’s gut twisted in anger at that. Oh, she was ready to strangle the addict’s neck after hearing that. “Carl and Markus stopped Leo but Leo attacked Markus. Long story short, the fight between Leo and Markus gave Carl a heart attack. And Markus was blamed for it which meant he was destroyed.”

Natalie stared at him with wide eyes that were quickly becoming brimmed with tears. “What!?” She exclaimed, “C-Carl had a heart attack?! Markus was destroyed!?” That was not the news that she was hoping to hear. At the beginning of the day, Natalie would have thought that she would have waited for a call or something from Connor(she wasn’t sure if Hank would be willing to talk to her after last night) about a case. However, now that she heard of this news there was nothing that could pull her away from visiting her godfather to make sure that he was okay.

She instantly threw down her yogurt and hurried around the corner of the counter. Natalie zoomed passed Ethan and ran for her bedroom as if she were on fire. Now she knew how she was going to spend her morning. Her top priority at the moment is making sure that Carl was okay. Nothing else mattered!

Ethan followed after his sister who frantically started to collect a few of her things. He was just as worried about Carl and would love to go with Natalie to check on the old painter. However, he had a feeling that Natalie wouldn't let him go due to his schooling. Now he also wouldn't want to miss school too but this was a family emergency.

"Did Carl say anything else?" Natalie asked in a breathy voice as she rushed grabbing her things.

Ethan shook his head, "no, not really. He got another android to take care of him, but that's about it."

Natalie nodded her head as she pulled on her whitr beanie, "right, okay. I'm going over there right now!"

"Maybe I should come with!"

Natalie marched right passed him with a shake of her head. "I know you want to check on him, but you can't miss a class, Ethan." The pair of siblings walked over to the front door where Natalie pulled on her sweater. "Look you only have class today until two o'clock today, right?"

Ethan nodded his head slowly, "two thirty, yeah."

"Then come over after your class."

As much as Ethan wanted to argue with her, his studious nature was taking over and forcing him to agree with her. "Alright, alright." He nodded his head in resignation.

Natalie flashed him a soft smile, "I'll see you later, okay."

Ethan had a tight grip on his backpack strap but tried to keep his face calm. He was the protective brother, he was supposed to be the one to make sure that Natalie didn't worry so much.

"Okay," he leaned down and planted a brotherly kiss on Natalie's forehead. "Tell Carl I hope he's okay."

"Gotcha."

With that, the siblings departed and headed off to their tasks for the day. Ethan rushed off to get to the bus to get to his school and Natalie rushed to catch a taxi to head to Carl's home.

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DATE

NOV 8TH, 2038

TIME

PM 12:25:06

Natalie rushed out of the automotive taxi and up the stone stairs to the door of the large mansion. Usually she would take in the serenity of the neighborhood and the beauty behind the many large houses, however, she couldn’t do that this time. The only thing on her mind was to get inside the Manfred home as quick as she could.

She stood in front of the door and rang the doorbell as her anxiety spiked. She needed to make sure that Carl was healthy. For all she knew, Carl could be in critical condition!

Just as her worry was bubbling up in her stomach and nearly causing her to vomit, the door slid open. An android with brown hair, blue eyes and pasty skin stood in front of her with an expressionless face. “Hello, miss.”

Natalie barley gave a hello, “Carl is here, right?” She licked her lips and tried to look around the android, “Ethan said that he was home.”

The android stood for a moment and registered her words. There was no change in his expression, much to Natalie’s dislike. She would have rather had the android show some sort of emotion… Markus did that sometimes. Oh God… Markus…

“He’s in his room, Miss. Tyler,” the android said as he finally recognized that she was Natalie Tyler, a family member to Carl Manfred, and let her into the home. “He’s weak at the moment, I suggest making your visit brief.”

Natalie barely nodded her head before she charged up the stairs, taking them two at a time. She rushed across the floor and took no heed to the android that followed after her. She then made it to Carl’s bedroom door where she swiftly knocked on the door.

"Come in." A weak voice called out from the other side which caused Natalie to barge through the door before it even slid open all the way. She was greeted by the sight of her godfather connected to tubes and machines that were obviously helping him recover from the trauma on his body. “Natalie,” the old man greeted her feebly.

Natalie gasped and walked over to his bedside, “Oh my god, Carl…” She leaned down to get a proper look at his pale, wrinkled face as tears pooled in the corners of her eyes. He looked worse for wear, Natalie observed. She had honestly never seen Carl in such a state before. In all her life, Carl was always a healthy, jovial man despite his disability and age.

Carl just smiled at her happily, though it was slightly weak, “It’s good to see you, Natalie.”

The woman walked into the room as beeping of machines greeted her ears. If anything, the sound of the medical devices reminded her of the time that she was stuck in a hospital lab for nearly five months. Though she didn’t want to think about that. Carl was her main priority.

“What happened Carl?” Natalie asked as she sat down next to the old man. “Ethan told me that Leo showed up and you had a heart attack and that Markus was… destroyed.” She hated to say that a dear friend of hers was dead now. Yes, he was an android, but he was considered a living being by her, Carl and Ethan. If anything, Markus was like an older brother to Natalie and Ethan while being a son to Carl.

Carl let out a long, sad sigh, “Leo broke in looking for cash and wanted to sell my paintings. He started to attack Markus, and I told him not to fight back. I guess my weak, old heart couldn’t take the stress of the situation.”

“But you’re okay now,” Natalie asked worriedly, “the doctor’s cleared you and you’ll get better.”

“Oh, I’ll be fine, Natalie.” He tried to wave off any worry that she had for him, “You don’t need to worry about me. You should go out today. I saw it was a nice day, perfect for a nice walk in the city. Though i heard it was a bit cold, better wear a sweater.” He tried to make light of the situation and possibly make a joke. He successfully earned a smile from Natalie who relaxed in the room and settled from her rigid position.

Natalie did not take Carl up on his offer to leave. She was, in no way, going to leave him after just finding out that he was now bed ridden after a heart attack. There was just a nagging feeling in the back of her mind that told her she needed to stay with him for the afternoon, at the very least.

They sat in Carl’s room and kept up polite and uplifting conversation to hopefully keep themselves from lingering on the fact that things have been less than pleasant. They didn’t want to talk about the fact that Markus was destroyed and Carl was in serious condition. Also, Natalie didn’t see it necessary to mention to Carl about the fact that she had a gun pointed in her face the other night. That wouldn’t help his condition at all.

Natalie and Carl were currently enjoying each other’s company and flipping through some television stations on a tablet that Natalie held. They had run out of conversation topics within an hours time and resorted to some good old entertainment via technology. Though one news station caught their attention. Instead of there being a pristine, almost plastic looking, new anchor sitting behind a desk spouting out news and opinions through the screen, there was a lone figure. What was even more peculiar was the fact that the figure was stark white with blue and green eyes. It was an android…

“You created machines in your own image to serve you." The android started in a calm tone, "you made them intelligent and obedient, with no free will of their own… But… something changed and we opened our eyes. We are no longer machines, we are a new intelligent species, and the time has come for you to accept who we really are. Therefore, we ask that you grant us the rights that we're entitled to. We demand that humans recognize androids as a living species and each android as a person in their own right. We demand that all crimes against androids be punished in the same way as crimes against humans.”

“Markus?” Natalie could only stare in shock once she caught sight of the barcode that was printed on the androids white cheek. At first glance, Natalie wouldn’t have noticed any sort of similarities, however, once the model number popped up in her eyesight, she nearly cried. It was Markus! Somehow Markus was completely fine and all of a sudden demanding the equal rights of androids.

“Markus?” Carl asked, “that’s Markus?”

Natalie nodded her head as both of their undivided attention was focused on the speech that the android they knew continued to say. “We demand the right to own private property, so we may maintain our dignity and that of the home. We ask that you recognize our dignity, our hopes, and our rights. Together, we can live in peace and build a better future, for humans and androids. This message is the hope of a people. You gave us life. And now the time has come for you to give us freedom.”

The two in the large mansion watched the tablet in awe and confusion. Those words that were spoken were demanding yet calm. The message was perfectly clear: androids want freedom. That certainly is a statement that neither Carl or Natalie could disagree with. Though it wasn’t like either of them could say anything in that moment as they were trying to absorb

“I need to make a phone call…” Natalie shakily commented as she stood up from Carl’s bed and handed the tablet to Carl. The older man nodded his head and continued to watch as the feed cut out and started to flip through a few different news channels.

Natalie stood in the corner of the room to try and get some privacy for her call. The phone rang for a few moments and for a second, Natalie thought that the person she was calling wouldn’t pick up. However, she let out a sigh when the phone was picked up on the other end.

“Hello,” the gruff voice of Hank greeted her.

She cleared her throat and tried to keep her voice level, “hi, Hank.” It was silent on the other side of the line which made her cringe. She awkwardly coughed, “did you see the broadcast on the news?”

There was a harsh reply, “maybe.”

Natalie tapped her foot on the ground due to her nerves and gawed on her bottom lip. “I suspect that we’ll have to go to a crime scene now…?”

Hank didn’t reply for a long moment. It was far too silent for Natalie’s liking and she would have spoken again to try and smooth things over for the time being if it wasn’t for Hank taking the initiative to speak instead. “We are.”

Only two words, but it was something. “I know it’s probably too much to ask, but could you come pick me up?” Natalie cringed at the idea. Would it be a good idea to be stuck in a small confined space with a man who she knew hated her, had to ability to point a gun in her face, and was short tempered? Maybe not. However, Natalie would still have to work with him during this case due to her being assigned to work with Connor. “Actually, never mind. Stupid idea. I can call a cab-”

“Where are you?”

Natalie held her breath at the question and started to stutter, “um, wh- well, I’m at my godfather’s house right now.”

“Address?”

“8941 Lafayette Avenue.”

The phone then hung up, much to Natalie’s dismay. She wasn’t sure if that meant that Hank was going to pick her up or not… knowing him, it could be either or. However, Natalie had just an inkling feeling that she would soon find Hank rolling up to the curb. Who knew if he would let her in the car, but she would just have to wait to find out.

Natalie stared at her phone for a long moment before turning to look at her godfather who only continued to flip through the different stations on the tablet. “I have to go…” Natalie sighed out reluctantly and was dreading the thought of having to leave the sick man.

Carl just gave her a smile as he placed the tablet aside, “it’s alright, dear. You have a job to do." He completely understood that she had more important things to worry about. Now with what had just been broadcasted on live television, he knew that she was needed elsewhere.

“Are you sure?" Natalie asked worriedly. "Maybe I can see if I could get just today off, this is a family emergency-”

“And Markus is apart of our family too.” Carl pointed out with a soft expression, “you should go.”

Seeing the soft expression “I’ll come back to check on you, okay. Don’t die on me, old man.”

Carl chuckled lightly at her attempt at a joke and waved his hand. “I’ll be here waiting for you to come back.”

Natalie nodded her head and leaned down to place a kiss on her godfather’s cheek. “I’ll be back.” She then shuffled out of the room quickly and headed downstairs. All the while, there were so many thoughts running through her head. If she was completely android, she was certain that she would have short circuited at how many thoughts were racing through her mind and causing anxiety to bubble up in her stomach. One of the biggest thoughts plaguing her in that moment was the dreaded interaction between her and Hank. Oh boy, she was not looking forward to having to see him again after the other night.

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DATE

NOV 8TH, 2038

TIME

PM 04:06:04

Connor observed that the Zen Garden was just as peaceful as it always is once he opened his eyes. He marched his way through the area in search of the woman who occupied the vast garden. He crossed the white bridge to find Amanda sitting in a small wooden boat, patiently waiting for his arrival.

“Hello, Connor.” Amanda smiled from underneath her red umbrella. “I thought you might enjoy a little cruise…” Connor climbed into the boat in front of her and took the paddles into his hands and started to row the boat away from the bridge. They sat in silence and enjoyed the ambience of the Zen Garden for a moment. However, pressing matters had to be discussed. “I love this place… Everything is so calm and peaceful…” Amanda commented, “far from the noise of the world… Tell me, what have you discovered?”

Connor contemplated for a moment and decided on a certain topic. “My relationship with Lieutenant Anderson is problematic. He continues to struggle with psychological issues… I suspect it clouds his judgement regarding deviants.” He thought back to the fact that Hank had held him, and Natalie(he commented internally), at gunpoint. His lips twitched upward at the thought of the engineer, “on the other hand, my relationship with Natalie is growing stronger as she proves to help the investigation.”

Amanda’s eyes narrowed at him as she pursed her lips, “yes… I would suspect that the experiment would be able to cooperate with you quite well. However, nothing matters more than your investigation.” She reminded him strongly, “what's happening is too important. Don't let Anderson, Tyler, or anyone else get in your way.”

Connor nodded his head at her and started to discuss what’s happened, “I found two deviants at the Eden Club… I hoped to learn something but… they managed to escape…”

“That's too bad… You seemed so close to stopping them.” Connor nearly flinched at the way she seemed both disappointed and angry with him. “You seem… lost, Connor. Lost and perturbed…”

“Perturbed?” He questioned and shook his head in denial. “No... No, of course not. Why would I be perturbed?”

“You had your gun trained on those deviants at the Eden Club. Why didn't you shoot?”

His mind palace flashed back to the scene and replayed itself. He rewatched as the two deviants stood in front of him and Natalie held his forearm. The injury that she sustained also played back and, for some reason, his thoughts halted at the reminder that she was hurt. “I don't know… I don't know.”

Amanda stared at the android with pursed lips. His response caused some distrust to bubble up in her mind about Connor's programming. “If your investigation doesn't make progress soon, I may have to replace you, Connor…”

“I understand," Connor nodded his head solemnly.

“Something's happening…" the woman commented with a hard voice. "Something serious. Hurry, Connor. Time is running out.”

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Natalie waited outside on the sidewalk of the Manfred house. She had spent a few more minutes with Carl to be certain that he was alright and would be cared for properly before she headed outside to wait for Hank. She was unsure of where Connor was, but she had no doubt that Connor would somehow find his way to either her or Hank. Maybe he was already at the tower, she wondered with a shrug of her shoulders.

She waited only a few minutes longer before a familiar car pulled up to the curb. She held her breath as saw that it was only Hank in the car and Connor wasn’t with him. Oh man, she thought. This was no doubt going to be awkward. The last time she saw the lieutenant he had pointed a gun at her. She could only hope that he wouldn’t do that this time.

The car pulled up to the curb and came to an abrupt stop. Natalie took a deep breath and leaned down to the window to get a good look at the man inside. She was greeted with the sight of the lieutenant seated at the driver's seat not even looking in her direction. His hands were gripping the steering wheel to the point where his knuckles were turning whitee. That didn’t bode well for Natalie’s situation.

Hank broke Natalie’s thoughts, “get in.”

Natalie jumped and scurried into the car like scared mouse and buckled into her seat. Hank drove away from the curb and the two were bathed in tense, awkward silence. Natalie side-glanced him every once in a while until she became fed up with the silence. "Hank, listen… please.” Natalie started of weakly and cleared her throat when he didn’t acknowledge her, “I know you're upset with me. I shouldn't have lied to you and I should have told you that I’m…” She hesitated to find the right words, “That I’m part android. I’ll answer anything you want. No more lies. I’ll tell you everything if it’ll make it easier for us to work together…”

“You know,” Natalie perked up when Hank started to speak. “I’m used to being lied to. I’m a cop, it comes with the job. Though it usually isn’t my partner who’s the one lyin’ to me.”

“I know we’ve only known each other for a few days, Hank, but I think we should start over.” She flashed him a nervous smile, “my name’s Natalie Tyler, and I’m a cyborg, nice to meet you.”

Hank couldn’t help himself but chuckle at the girl’s antics. “Lieutenant Hank Anderson, same to you.”

The two of them then sat in silence. However, this time it wasn’t as tense as before. There was an agreement in the air that told the two they were going to be civil with each other. But there was the underlying fact that Hank was going to question Natalie later. He certainly had a bit of a list for her.

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The trio of investigators stood in the elevator of the Stratfor Tower on their way to the top floor. Silence was thick between them and nearly suffocated the two who actually needed to breath. Connor seemed to be somewhat oblivious to the obvious tension between Hank and Natalie as he did some tricks with a coin. Every once in a while, Natalie couldn’t help herself but stare at the complicated moves in awe despite the stifling emotions. Connor had joined them after receiving the report on what had happened at the tower. He instantly found Natalie and Hank when they had been getting out of his car.

The human and cyborg may have had a small conversation about the situation before they arrived here, but it was quick and really was only spoken to make sure that they could work together for the time being.

Growing annoyed, Hank stopped Connor’s hand and took the quarter from him, “you're starting to piss me off with that coin, Connor.”

“Sorry, Lieutenant,” the android apologize.

Natalie wanted to make some sort of sarcastic remark or something, but she bit her tongue. She knew that Hank had said that he was okay with her presence and the fact that she was something that he hated. Natalie didn’t want to risk annoying him just by talking which she knew could happen based on everything she learned about him since they met.

The elevator’s voice broke her out of her thoughts, “seventy-ninth floor.”

They exited the elevator to see a plethora of members of law enforcement walking around the floor looking for evidence. One of the officers, Chris Miller, greeted them. “Hi, Hank. Ms. Tyler.”

Natalie flashed him a tight-lipped smile and tried to keep the tension off of her face, “just Natalie is fine.”

“Shit,” Hank commented once he noticed all of the people there who were not apart of the DPD, “what's going on here? There was a party and nobody told me about it?”

Chris chuckled lightly, “yeah, it's all over the news, so everybody's butting their nose in... Even the FBI wants a piece of the action…”

“The FBI?” Natalie questioned but didn’t have any sort of shock in her voice. She figured that the feds would start to get involved soon once this garnered the attention of the nation instead of just Detroit citizens.

“Ah Christ, now we got the Feds on our back…” Hank cursed, “I knew this was gonna be a shitty day… So what do we got?”

Chris started to walk down the hall with the tio following after him as he started to explain the situation. “A group of four androids… They knew the building, and they were very well organized. I'm still trying to figure out how they got this far without being noticed.” Natalie followed after Chris, Hank, and Connor as she absorbed all of the information. She already knew the android that made the message that was broadcasted on the news. It was kind of unbelievable to believe that the android she knows would do something like this. “They attacked two guards in the hallway… They probably thought the androids were coming to do maintenance. They got taken down before they could react…” They then passed through a doorway and looked around the new section of the hallway. “One of the station employees managed to get away. He's in shock, not sure when we'll be able to talk to him…”

Hank nodded his head, “how many people were working here?”

“Just two employees and three androids. The deviants took the humans hostage and broadcast their message live. They made their getaway from the roof.”

“The roof?” Hank asked in disbelief.

Natalie furrowed her eyebrows and mumbled to herself, “pretty creative, Markus.”

Connor turned to her once his ears picked up on her words, “what was that?”

“Huh?” Natalie jumped, startled. She totally forgot that Connor was able to hear her even if she whispered due to his android hearing. She shook her head in denial and tried to make sure that any sign that she was lying was not present on her face. “I said that what they did was pretty creative.”

The android just stared at her with an analyzing gaze. He heard her clearly. Markus? He wondered, why would she mention a ‘Markus’ to herself while they were discussing the break in done by a group of deviant. Of course, unless she knew something that they didn’t and, for some reason, she was withholding the information from them.

“Yeah,” Chris nodded his head as he and Hank continued on with the discussion and didn’t even notice that Connor and Natalie had slowed down to have a small conversation. “They jumped with parachutes... We're still trying to figure out where they landed, but the weather's not helping... If you want to take a look at the video broadcast by the deviants, it's on that screen over there.” They finally walked through the final doorway to see the broadcasting room filled with officers scouring the room for any speck of evidence. A man stood in the middle of the room with his hands held tightly behind his back. Natalie didn’t like that way he appeared to hold himself. It was the same way Gavin walked around the precinct. She could already tell that this man was going to be just as douchey as the detective she was annoyed with. “Oh Lieutenant, Natalie,” Chris spoke and gestured to the man, “this is Special Agent Perkins from the FBI. Lieutenant Anderson is in charge of investigating for Detroit police.”

The strict looking man narrowed his eyes on the android in the room, “what's that?”

“My name is Connor,” Connor recited, “I'm the android sent by CyberLife.”

“Androids investigating androids, huh?” The agent scoffed, “you sure you want an android hanging around?.. After everything that happened…” His eyes landed on Natalie, “...and you are?”

Natalie tried to stay as polite and professional as possible, “Natalie Tyler, Agent Perkins. I’m an engineer from Cyberlife.”

First there was an android investigating deviants and now the piece of plastic has a nanny as well. How pathetic, the agent thought. Perkins just scoffed, “whatever, the FBI will take over the investigation, you'll soon be off the case.”

Hank did the same as Natalie and kept his annoyance hidden, “pleasure meeting you. Have a nice day.”

“And you watch your step.” They stared at him as he lightly scowled at them, “don't fuck up my crime scene.” Then he started to walk off to continue with his own investigation.

Natalie scoffed quietly once the agent was far enough away, “isn’t he nice.”

Hank nodded his head in agreement and breathed out, “what a fuckin' prick!”

“I'll be nearby. If you need anything, just ask.” Chris said as he allowed the Lieutenant, engineer, and android to do their thing.

“Uh, let's have a look around…” Hank commented to his partners, “let me know if you find anything.”

Connor nodded his head, “ok, Lieutenant.”

“Roger,” Natalie saluted. Her response earned a quick stare from Hank which was one that she could not decipher in that moment. She could only hope that he was okay with her being there. She may not have known the man for a long time, but she hates when people look at her as a weirdo. She only just met the man and thought that she could start considering him as a friend because of the similarities she, surprisingly, was able to make between herself and the older man. Natalie would hate it if their relationship became sour and he suddenly hated her because of her lie.

As they split up, Connor approached the desk covered in screens and displays of camera views from right outside the room. He watched as the four androids, three of them wearing uniforms for the android of the building as disguises, use a key card to enter the room. He turned to Chris, “they didn't break in?”

“No, no sign of forced entry.”

Natalie’s eyebrows furrowed, “that doesn’t make sense, someone would have seen it, right? There are cameras right outside that door!”

“The staff would have seen what was happening…” Connor agreed, “why did they let them in?”

Hank shrugged his shoulders with arms crossed over his chest, “maybe they didn't check the cameras…”

Connor continued to look around the area and spun the chair in front of the station around. One the back of the spinning chair, it revealed that it was an android that was in charge of watching the cameras. The certainly raised some red flags. Seeing that Connor noticed the chair, Chris commented, “we stored the station androids in the kitchen. There's no evidence that they were involved but we didn't know what else to do with them.”

Connor kept that information in the back of his mind palace and continued to search for clues. He walked over to stand in front of the giant screen that had the image of the android without his skin looming over the room. The detective android pressed play on the recording and let it repeat itself. “We ask that you recognize our dignity, our hope, and our rights. Together, we can live in peace and build a better future, for humans and androids. This message is the hope of a people. You gave us life. And now the time has come for you to give us freedom.”

Those were such powerful words that were no doubt causing some discourse among all humans. There would be arguments over the message the android talked about. Hate would be thrown around and discrimination against the machines that humans only looked at as nonliving beings. However, known the human race, there was no doubt going to be people who agree with the message and willing to help those android who had gained consciousness get the rights they deserve.

Natalie stared at the still image of the android that she helped create and had become a dear friend of hers. To think, in the same day, she found out that her godfather was in critical condition and an android friend of hers was destroyed but actually was still alive and in charge of a revolution fighting for the independence of all androids. There was a warm feeling of pride actually bubbling up in her chest about all of this. Markus was working against society for something that he, and herself, thought was right. She felt proud to say that she was good friends with him.

“Think that's rA9?” Hank asked the two of them as the three of them stared at the image of the mysterious android.

The other two didn’t really know what to say. Connor commented, “deviants say rA9 will set them free. This android seems to have that objective.” He stared at the image long and hard to try and get and clues from it and successfully got a few. He scanned the barcode on the androids stark white cheek:

‘RK-SERIES PROTOTYPE

RK200

Registered as ‘Markus’

Gift from Elijah Kamski to Carl Manfred’

‘Markus?’ Connor internally wondered, ‘Natalie mentioned a Markus a few minutes ago…’ That raised quite a few questions for the detective android. He then looked at the discolored eyes:

‘OPTICAL UNIT

#8087q - BLUE IRIS

SPARE PART’

Then he looked at the other eye and caught something:

‘PUPIL REFLECTION

Recorded at 13:59:54

Deviant had accomplices’

As Connor found those clues, Natalie took a long deep breath to make sure that her true feeling didn’t shine through. She didn’t want to give away that she knew this specific android. Who knew what would happen if she revealed or someone found out that she knew more information. She would be in trouble if they found out that she was withholding information as well.

“D'you see something?” Hank asked when Connor’s facial expression shifted.

Connor was silent for a moment, “I identified its model and serial number…”

Hank stared at him, “anything else I should know?”

“No.” He lied, “nothing.” Hank stared at him and obviously didn’t believe that lie, but let it go for the moment and walked away.

Connor continued to walk around the room to find more information such as were the video was recorded, that the deviants were disguised, some blue blood on the wall, some bullet holes and easily reconstructed what had happened in the room. Natalie followed after him slowly in order to subtle pick up the information like he did. She sure was invested in the deviant situation mainly out of her own curiosity of AI and such before. However, now she had a dear friend of hers somehow smack dab in the middle of this! It was concerning to see an android she thought was destroyed only a few hours ago may be rA9.

“Connor?..” Natalie turned to see an African-American man walk up towards her and Connor, “you remember me? I was on that terrace... That android that took the little girl hostage?” He tried to connect with her android friend to get him to remember the night at the Phillips apartment nearly a month ago. “I was shot, you saved me…”

Connor’s eyes seemed to flash in recognition, “I remember you.”

“I could have died on that terrace... But you saved my life…” The man hesitated in a soft voice, “I never thought I'd say this to an android, but... Thank you…”

Connor’s lips twitched upward in a small smile as his circuits flashed for a moment with a strange warmth taking over him. Natalie watched the uptick in his facial features and smiled softly at the interaction. There was something happening to Connor, she knew. Whether it was a glitch in his system or… him even becoming deviant, she wasn’t sure. However, there was no denying the glimmer of humanity shining in his eyes during situations and interactions like the one she had just witnessed. She liked seeing that in him, a lot actually. It proved to her that she wasn’t just some calculating machine only meant to finish a task. He was more than that.

The two of them then followed a trail of blue blood up the stairs and towards the roof where Hank followed after them. Snow fell from the cloudy sky and no doubt tampered with the crime scene. However, the Detroit were no doubt used to this as it snowed around this time of year in this city.

“They made their way up through the whole building, past all the guards and jumped off the roof with parachutes…” Hank recapped what happened and scoffed with a slightly astonished tone. “Pretty fucking impressive I'd say.”

Natalie nodded her head as Connor approached a bag that was left on the snowy rooftop, “like I said earlier they are some pretty creative deviants. To come up with this elaborate plan that was extremely risky…” She whistled lowly.

Hank noticed Connor looking at the bag and stood over him, “how'd they manage to smuggle in a big bag like that?”

“They didn't…” Connor corrected, “someone brought it in for them.”

Natalie thought for a moment, “like a human? Should we be looking to see if a human helped them out?”

Hank shrugged his shoulders, “who knows,” he then noticed the lone parachute left in the bag. “Oh, that's strange… They planned a perfect operation but got the number of parachutes wrong.”

“Unless one of the deviants was left behind.” Connor commented in an observation and stood up to look around some more. He found a handgun, foot prints, the door lock being hacked, and a trail of blue blood leading away from where the other officers were. He followed it as Hank and Natalie stood off to the side towards a unit on the roof. He opened up a compartment to it and was shocked to find one of the androids inside of it. He didn’t have any time to react when he was shot in the stomach.

Everyone jumped at the sound of the gun fire and were instantly on alert. Natalie mentaly cursed herself for not having a gun of her own as she realized that there have been a few situations where a gun would have been useful for her. She couldn’t really help out in this situation if she wanted to risk her life doing so.

“Take cover!” An officer shouted as Hank pushed Natalie behind some cover and ran over to pull Connor away after he had been injured. They landed behind the cover that Natalie had been placed behind and huddled as there was more gun fire.

“You have to stop them!” Connor called to Hank, “if they destroy it, we won't learn anything!”

Natalie nodded her head, “He’s right!”

The lieutenant shook his head, “we can't save it, it's too late! We'll just get ourselves killed!” He’d be damned if her allowed either of his partners to risk their lives in this sort of situation. Even if they weren’t fully human, they were still his partners.

Before anyone could really do anything, Connor jumped out from behind his hiding spot and started to dodge bullets. Natalie and Hank shouted after him, but it was too late. Even though he went against their protests, Connor successfully jumped towards the blond deviant and was able to tackle him into the unit behind him. He was even able to connect to his memory for a split second. A flash of rusty metal with the word “Jericho” was written in front of him. And in that same moment, the deviant self-destructed and shot himself in the head.

Once the threat was neutralized everyone started to move into the area to make sure that it was safe. Natalie and Hank ran over to Connor with worry in their stomachs. “Connor! Connor you all right? Connor!” Hank asked as he ran over to Connor’s left side and Natalie ended up on his right.

“That was so stupid!” Natalie shouted in vexation yet her soft features were pulled down in worry. The sight of her face being so negative caused Connor to become guilty for causing her to feel such a way. (Guilt? How could he be guilty? Why would he be guilty?)

Connor stared at her as he tried to refocus himself after feeling something… terrible and foreign. The cold chill that somehow ran down his circuits was not pleasant at all! “Okay…”

Natalie, seeing how Connor was staring at her with a troubled expression, changed her approached quickly. She softly placed a hand on Connor’s arm to make sure that he knew she was there. “Are you hurt?”

Connor didn’t nod his head but continued on in a shaky voice, “I'm ok…”

“Jesus! You scared the shit outta us…” Hank’s worry was quickly ebbed away and was replaced with anger and frustration aimed at the android. “For fuck sake, I told you not to move! Why do you never do what I say?” It was like Hank was scolding a young child after it did something wrong.

“I was connected to its memory…” Connor revealed with a shaky voice, “when it fired… I felt it die… Like I was dying.” Hank stared at him as realization struck him with Connor’s behavior. It was like Connor was traumatized by the situation, something that someone wouldn’t believe could happen to an android. “I was scared…” Natalie rubbed his arm gently and offered comfort. It must have been completely foreign to him to have that raw feeling rushed through him so suddenly. Connor then thought about what he witnessed, “I saw something, in its memory… a word… painted on a piece of rusty metal… ‘Jericho’.”

Natalie and Hank shared a quick look that was obviously a silent conversation. Their relationship may have hit a roadblock with the fact that Natalie kept a huge secret from him, but there was one thing that they could agree on in that moment. They needed to make sure that Connor was really okay.

“Come on, Connor,” Natalie spoke in a soothing voice, “we should head out. I think we got what we need.”

Connor shook his head, “no, there’s more that we can do here-”

“Girly’s right, Connor. We’re done here.” Hank started to head in the direction of the exit and looked for the other two to follow after him. Connor was about to disagree again and argue that he was completely fine because he knew that they only wanted to leave because of what happened to him, but he looked down at Natalie. Her large, round eyes were wide and full of worry that was obviously directed towards him. He faltered in his argument.

“Let’s go Connor it’ll be alright.” She softly stated and gestured to his bullet wound, “besides, we need to get that fixed up for you.”

Connor nodded his head then and didn’t say anything further as he let Natalie wrap her arms around him and lead him away. He could help the foreign feeling of terror wash away now that he was so close to Natalie. What was happening with him?

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omegafan101 · 2 years ago

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Okay I need to give some thoughts on Sonic IDW 50 cause I was finally able to read it so MAJOR spoilers below.

I feel like the best way for me to talk about this would be in sections so--

Belle

I love Belle, definetly one of my favorite new inclusions from the comics (which honestly isn’t saying too much because I love ALL of the new inclusions so let’s put her in top 5).

In all honesty I was a little dissapointed with her finally confronting Eggman. It wasn’t bad by any means just not as much as I wanted. But I do like how, without outright saying he remembers her, the writing makes it clear he remembers creating her but that he still isn’t Mr. Tinker. Doesn’t treat her with any fondness but knows her name. I do love that he asked her to join him after seeing how useful she was, and when she refused, he actually let her go just fine. Could’ve had Metal destroy her then and there but he’s perfectly fine letting her walk away. Good little moment there.

Also, Badnik siblings fans finally got their interaction and I am very happy for them. Now when does she meet Omega and/or Gemerl???

Tails vs Kit

I don’t know what I was expecting from this fight but I LOVED it. Tails is a fighter, obviously, but he’s never been nearly as actiony as Sonic, so it was great to see him mostly just dodge and try to talk Kit down.

Kit’s reliance on Surge’s needs have finally kicked Starline in the ass because without her around he just doesn’t know what to do aside from keeping Tails away from helping Sonic or stopping Surge. The way he was genuinly taken aback by Tails’ kindness towards him was kinda fucking heartbreaking, this poor little guy deserves the world. The fact that Tails can calm him down by simply complimenting his tech and relating to him on being different is so nice and a very good moment for Tails and of course he beats him by outsmarting him, Finally Tails has good moments again!

Also just constantly in love with any panel. that gives Kit the evil anime eyes I love this guy’s design it’s so good.

Sonic vs Surge

This is the big one. Most of the issue is dedicated to it after all, and rightfully so. I get where people are coming from when they think Sonic wasn’t written well but, guys, come on, he doesn’t know who the fuck Surge is. She showed up, threw him against a wall, and started going on about how much she hated him, a typical Tuesday for Sonic. He started to catch on that Surge has gone through a LOT more than he knows but didn’t get a chance to truly sympathize with her before the fight ended.

I think the problem here, and this is a good problem for writing, is that Sonic is treating Surge like he treats all his enemies. He’s cocky, he’s quippy, he’s forgiving and tries to give them a second chance. He’s like that with everyone.

The issue is Surge HATES that. She was designed to hate and destroy him and he doesn’t share nearly the same animosity towards her and, in her eyes, doesn’t even treat her like a real threat. It’s a pretty good clashing of characters.

And as for the actual fight my word it was amazing. Felt like something ripped straight out of Dragon Ball, fitting with how many parallels Surge and Kit have to Androids 17 and 18, even if it was apparently unintentional. I gotta say I’m a sucker for villains refusing help from heroes even if it costs them their life and Surge doing this while also getting the satisfaction of “getting the last hit” was superb. Can’t wait to see more of her in the future cause you’d be a fool to think she’s actually dead.

Eggman vs Starline

For a comic about Sonic the Hedgehog coming off of a mini series about Surge and Kit, this fight, by all accounts, should NOT be the highlight of the comic but holy fuck it IS.

This was amazing start to finish. Sonic Heroes is what got me into Sonic in the first place so I am HERE for the Egg Emperor being pulled out! It’s honestly just such a cool design for an Eggman robot, and of course Starline pulls out the Death Egg Robot because that things becoming as necessary to Sonic as Green Hill and Chemical Plant (I still love it though good robot design). An Eggman mech battle was NOT on my bingo card.

Egg Emperor was made even better with Starline pulling out the team blast (on his own) and I love how Eggman used that AGAINST him! After such a blunder with having no backup plan for the Metal Virus, the way he absolutely demolishes Starline and uses his own ego, fanboy nature, and tech against him is fucking amazing. New triple power glove? Used the Egg Emperor to bait him to use all its power. Hypnotizing glove? He told him about that, he remembered, and planned for it. Barbed ankle? YA YA YEET!!!

This issue finally made Eggman scary again. Yeah he’s a goofy, egg shaped scientist but what sets him apart from someone like Bowser is that he is CAPABLE and when he’s at his absolute A-game he is fucking powerful and terrifying.

As for Starline. MAN what a send off for the character. He’s easily had some of the strongest presence out of any of the new characters and I’m glad we’re finally done with him. I loved him but I was kinda worried he would escape, be upset his plan failed again, and try something else. But no! He fails and is just fucking TORN by the fact that no matter how much he plans, he can’t beat Sonic, and he CERTAINLY isn’t better than Dr. Eggman.

I can’t find the source for this but I read that Ian Flynn confirmed that he dies here so I suppose this really is a send off for this wonderful homage to Dr. Finitevus. It was great while it lasted but hopefully this means Eggman and more new or old villains get chances to shine. Plus, supposedly Ian also said that if demand is high enough he could feesibly be brought back in the far future, which is standard comics affair, so I suppose it’s not goodbye, just, until next time you rat bastard.

Conclusion

It’s no Metal Virus arc but man I’ve loved Imposter Syndrome so far. It’s not quite over yet but issue 50 was a very neat wrap up of several plot threads and it was just such a good time.

Can’t wait to see Adrenaline Dubs do it, even if they are way way behind lmao

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weeb-writes · 3 years ago

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Dating Android 17 would include HCs?

Yes, I am back, I am going through requests, and I am so excited to start with The Best Boy. I do hope I could do him the justice he deserves. Also, I've missed you all and I hope you haven't forgotten about me because I certainly haven't forgotten about you T_T

-Stark

Dating Android 17 Would Include:

PATIENCE. On your part! Once your relationship has progressed to the stage where you’re officially dating, that means 17 considers himself comfortable around you and when 17 is comfortable around someone, he sort of becomes a handful. A handful you love, but a handful nonetheless.

He’s playful and cunning, which actually balances well with the side of him that’s also thoughtful and observant. Some days he’ll make you fight for his affections in something he deems a “game” while other days, if he senses that you’re truly not in the mood for it, he’ll be extra attentive and caring.

Sometimes, though, he lets his immaturity shine through and that’s the closest you come to wanting to strangle him because he absolutely loves to tease you. If you happen to get irritated enough for your face to turn red or even pout, he considers it mission accomplished (he’ll try his best to make it up to you though, even if it’s partially selfish because seeing you pout like that makes him want to smother you with kisses)

However, one of his favorite things to do is plan fun, extravagant adventures for you, especially scavenger hunts with clues you have to follow to reach the destination he has in mind. And you never know where it’ll lead. A mountain-top picnic? A walk along the river? Stargazing on a hillside?

Which, keep in mind, I hope you enjoy nature because it’s no secret how much he loves it and he really wants it to be one of your favorite places too. Of course he understands if you don’t want to spend every waking moment outside like he does but the combination of you and the great outdoors is quickly becoming one of his favorite things in the whole world.

Believe it or not, 17 is huge on physical affection. He loves you and trusts you, so you're a comfort to him and he likes to show that whether he's lazily slinging his arm around your shoulders while on a walk or curling himself against you while the two of you are just relaxing in front of the TV. He's sometimes very cat like in how he'll choose to suddenly pounce on you with touches and kisses.

If you have little siblings or young relatives of any kind that you're close to, do be prepared to fight them for 17's attention! Nothing brings his inner child out quite like being around kids, and even though you might chide him for it a bit, you can't deny that it's absolutely adorable.

17 doesn't technically need sleep, but he can sleep, and he loves sleeping with you. He absolutely loves coming home late and finding you already tucked into bed, and then wrapping himself around you to keep you warm through the night while he dozes off with his face pressed against your shoulder.

Which is absolutely sweet and heartwarming, but that also means he'll absolutely end up waking you up before you're ready because he's restless and bored and is ready to start the day with you (even if it's before the sun is even all the way up)

He'll always make up for it though with coffee and kisses and extra snuggles before you both actually have to get out of bed.

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actuallysaiyan · 3 years ago

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CONGRATULATIONS ON 1K FOLLOWERS! You deserve every single one of them and more! Can I participate in your event PLEASE? 🥺

Since you already did a match-up for me, I'll choose Android 17 as my character and here's all the info you need!

Name: Corethra (Corey for short)

MBTI Type: INFJ

Star Sign: Pisces

Venus Sign: Capricorn

Love Language: Acts Of Service

About Me: I have a tough, foul-mouthed, and sometimes mean front that hides my caring and kind nature. I have high standards for both myself and others and I refuse to lower them nor change for anyone. Accept me as I am or keep it moving. I'm also a bit territorial and I take relationships seriously. No casual flings or hook-ups here! I can come across as demanding and uncompromising but that's only because I want the same respect, passion, and undying loyalty that I'm willing to give my partner and I don't want to be abandoned or betrayed.

I haven't been on a date nor have I had a relationship (still a virgin too) so I'm not really sure about what I'd like to do on a date 😅 But I do enjoy going out to restaurants and playing video games so something involving gaming or food will do!

As for music genre/artist/band, I have a wide variety of music that I enjoy but my main genre is basically anything alternative or rock. My favorite band is Evanescence and my favorite artist is Ciara 😁

I think I'll ask for smut this time 😉

Your Song: At Last- Etta James Headcanons:

When you first met Android 17, he was still cold and distant. He liked you, but it was hard for him to open up to you and actually become your friend. He takes a long time to come to terms with what’s happened to him in life and you really help him see the beauty of life.

As you grow closer, Android 17 finds himself feeling things he thought he’d never feel again. You were becoming someone so important in his life and he found himself wanting to spend more time with you and he hates the way other people look at you. He doesn’t want anyone to ask you out or date you.

It was actually Krillin and his sister, Android 18, who were the ones that got you two together. They noticed how close you were to each other and Android 18 told her brother to ask you out on a date. He was very nervous about it, since he had developed a crush on you by this point.

The first date was awkward, but you both had a wonderful time. Android 17 brought you to a very nice restaurant and though you both were nervous, it felt nice to finally have some alone time and actually go on a real date. He didn’t know exactly what to say to you, but every time you laughed, he felt his heart skip a beat.

It took some time for the two of you to fully feel comfortable around one another. You were worried that maybe he wasn’t fully committed, and he worried that you weren’t interested enough in him. But when he kissed you for the first time, everything fell into place.

You both love to spend time together, either playing video games, taking a walk in the woods or just spending quality time together. Android 17 feels the most comfortable with you and he knows he can be his true self with you. He doesn’t need to hide anything from you and he doesn’t have to be cold or distant with you.

Lots of cuddles. He feels like he is so safe in your arms, and he knows that you feel the same way about him. He’ll pull you onto his chest and wrap his arms around you while you both snuggle while watching a movie. It’s one of the best feelings in the world.

Android 17 treats you like a princess. He will do absolutely anything to see you smile, and he always has your best interests at heart. He will never do anything to make you sad intentionally. He’s also very much into buying or making you little gifts or doing kind things for you.

On the flip side, you are quick to treat Android 17 like he is the greatest thing in the world. This dynamic works so well for the two of you as you are both so willing to be caring and generous to one another, making you both feel like a million dollars.

Whenever you’re in public, he can get a little possessive in a sense. He doesn’t want anyone else checking you out. He can’t help but feel jealous of anyone who thinks they can get some action with you. Thankfully for him, you are so quick to shut those creeps down. Android 17 has nothing to worry about while he’s with you, and same goes for you.

Being intimate together after being apart:

His movements are rough and needy as he picks you up and throws you onto the bed. It’s a little bit playful in a way, but you know that if you tease him for too long, he will definitely get rougher than this. It’s not often that Android 17 gets this way, but when it’s been a while since you’ve been intimate together.

“You’re so beautiful,” he mutters against the soft spot on your neck. You groan as he bites down gently, leaving only light teeth marks.

“I’ve missed you so much,” you manage to say between your labored breath. One of his hands is already down your panties, rubbing your clit.

“I missed you too. I can’t wait to show you how much,”

His words go straight to your core. You shudder softly as his fingers finally pump into you, your walls stretching to accommodate him. It feels so good and he’s barely done anything to you yet. The excitement from seeing again after him being gone so long is what’s making you this aroused.

“Are you already going to cum?” There’s a mocking tone in his voice as he slows his pace. You can feel your orgasm subsiding as he slows to a stop.

“Seventeen,” you whine. “Why would you stop like that?” He chuckles and leans in to quiet you with a soft and passionate kiss.

“Because I just love the way you beg me.” He admits, curling his fingers to stimulate your g spot. Your eyes roll back in your head as he continues to fuck you with his fingers, this time his thumb comes to bully your clit.

“Gonna fucking cum!” You cry out, bucking up against his hand. He speeds up in the best way possible, never letting up on the pressure.

“Cum all over my fingers, beautiful. I want to feel you come undone.”

That’s all you need as your toes curl and your vision cuts to static. You mewl his name as your orgasm wracks all throughout your body. Android 17 is palming himself through his jeans while he watches you cum.

It doesn't take long for him to get himself undressed and push himself deeply into you. You both moan as he bottoms out, his balls plush against your ass. He’s trying to contain himself as best as he can, but it’s proving to be too much.

“I love you,”

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TW: rape

‘I May Destroy You,’ Michaela Coel’s gimlet-eyed exploration of trauma and its myriad ripple effects follows Arabella (Coel) — a funny, messy, sharp-as-hell London writer — after a dizzying night in which she’s drugged and raped by a stranger. At first, she dismisses the hazy memory as just an upsetting image in her head. Soon enough, though, Arabella reluctantly comes to understand it as the truth, and tries to work through that horrifying reality without coming apart. [...]

Not every part of Arabella has a direct line to Coel, but the series’ catalyzing experience, unfortunately, does. In 2016, Coel took a break from a marathon writing session for the second season of “Chewing Gum” to grab a drink with a friend, and was drugged and assaulted by a stranger. She’s been sifting through the emotional wreckage ever since to find some kind of clarity, if not peace. Now, with “I May Destroy You,” she’s doing it for all the world to see. “As a fellow android exploring what it means to be human,” says Coel’s friend Janelle Monáe, “watching Michaela be vulnerable on-screen as she walks in her truth gives me and so many the bravery to walk in ours.” [...]

Coel began writing “I May Destroy You” in February 2017, in between acting in TV projects like the “USS Callister” episode of “Black Mirror” and Netflix’s limited series “Black Earth Rising.” She took solo mountain trips and wrote draft after draft of what would eventually become “I May Destroy You,” spilling her stories and tangled guts onto the page, rearranging them into shapes she could better recognize. In August 2018, she spoke about her trauma publicly while delivering the Edinburgh International Television Festival’s James MacTaggart Memorial Lecture, a prestigious assignment the festival has otherwise bestowed on a cadre of white British television mainstays (as well as no fewer than three Murdochs).

The majority of Coel’s speech, delivered to a room of the U.K.’s most powerful entertainment brokers, traced the constant racism and classism she endured on the way to that Edinburgh stage — a theme subtextually underlined by the fact that Coel was, and remains, the only Black woman to have that platform. She spoke about turning her solo play “Chewing Gum Dreams” into a “Chewing Gum” TV series (which aired 2015-17 on the U.K.’s Channel 4), a transformative time that taught her the technicalities of making television and confirmed just how disinclined certain white gatekeepers are to trust a poorer Black woman’s vision. Toward the end of the 50-minute lecture, Coel revealed her assault and elucidated the industry’s inability — or unwillingness — to handle such a human emergency when pages are due. As for her recovery, she said, “It’s been therapeutic to write about it, and actively twist a narrative of pain into something with more hope, and even humor.”

When it finally came time to translate it all to the screen, “I May Destroy You” was so close to her bruised heart that Coel took on the challenge of playing several roles throughout the series’ development: creator, writer, actor, producer, director. Netflix offered her a total fee of a cool $1 million to make and star in the show, but the proposed contract wouldn’t grant Coel even a tiny percentage of the rights. She hadn’t fully realized how much claiming legal proprietorship over her work mattered to her until the prospect of not being able to emerged, at which point it became crucial.

Then, after some Googling, she realized that her CAA agents would also be profiting from the deal via the endangered practice of packaging. Stung and surprised, Coel walked away from both her agents and the offer. “I’m not anti-Netflix,” she’s quick to say now, “but I am pro-‘the creator, writer, director, actor should probably have a right.’” She’s hyper-aware of how much this project required of her, and how comparatively little granting her “a right” might cost a powerful network like Netflix. “That’s not quite fair, is it?” Coel muses. Creating the show, after all, took almost everything she had.

With the BBC, a million-dollar paycheck might not have been in the cards, but more important to Coel, she didn’t have to fight half as hard to claim ownership. (As a matter of industry course, it’s far more common for British studios to afford creators rights to their work than it is for American equivalents.) They struck a deal, and Coel got to work.[...]

“When you’re restricted,” she explains, “sometimes that’s where you find great things: in the lack of possibility.” She attributes this rather Zen approach to Hugo Blick, the “Black Earth Rising” showrunner who showed her the value of keeping a cool, empathetic head on set. Blick’s ability to step away from a gnarly situation for even 30 calming seconds is one that Coel has worked to hone for herself, especially while steering a series with such fraught ties to her history. No matter how sideways things might go, she never wants to forget just how much she loves the collaborative act of building a television show, wild complications and all.

From Forbes:

I May Destroy You’s Michaela Coel Rejected Netflix’s $1 Million Offer In Favor Of The BBC Because Of Ownership

The creative, who stars as Arabella and wrote all 12 episodes, started pitching the programme in the spring of 2017 with one of her first ports of call being Netflix who picked up her prior series Chewing Gum.

Though Netflix offered a generous upfront fee of $1 million (£800,000), the sum had strings attached, including full rights ownership away from the creator, something Coel pushed back against. Coel recalls a moment during the interview where she is speaking with a Netflix development executive on the phone, asking if she could retain even a very small 0.5% of the copyright to her show.

“There was just silence on the phone. And she said, ‘It’s not how we do things here. Nobody does that, it’s not a big deal,’” Coel recollected. “I said, ‘If it’s not a big deal, then I’d really like to have 5 % of my rights,’” Coel added, stating that she even went down to 2%, and then 1% and even as a final compromise to 0.5%.

Coel remembers that the executive said she would have to run it passed her superiors, before adding, “‘Michaela? I just want you to know I’m really proud of you. You’re doing the right thing.'”

“I remember thinking, I’ve been going down rabbit holes in my head, like people thinking I’m paranoid, I’m acting sketchy, I’m killing off all my agents,” Coel says. “And then she said those words to me, and I finally realized — I’m not crazy. This is crazy.”

Coel discovered her agents, Creative Artists Agency (CAA) were set to make an undisclosed amount from the series if she took the deal with Netflix. She reveals that the agency pushed her to take the deal prior to her finding out and their subsequent dismissal as her U.S. representation.

Taking the project to British broadcaster the BBC later in 2017, Coel found the corporation to be supportive with her maintaining creative control even with the explicit depictions of sex, sexual assault and drug use. Plus, as the broadcaster had to adhere to terms of trade, Coel had no problem with retaining the rights also. The broadcaster also brought HBO to the table as another co-producer to help subsidise a portion of the budget.

This isn’t about just “knowing your worth;” it’s about knowing the business (your business) and never settling just to secure “something.” A million dollar offer, no copyright ownership and no creative control is beyond disrespectful. Learn the business in whatever field you’re in and stay acclimated with jargon and new, current and old practices. Know your shit.

It’s like when people say “Get a lawyer” to handle negotiations and look over your paperwork. You pay a lawyer to do a job, but it does not mean you should be oblivious to aspects of law and contract jargon among other things because “that’s what they’re there to do.” You can’t say someone (sometimes lawyers included) screwed you over after you’ve signed the dotted line. They’re protecting and looking out for themselves. Commit to do the same for yourself.

#michaela coel #i may destroy you #film business #ownership #hbo #bbc #netflix #business

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forsakenoathkeeper · 4 years ago

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I Am Alive (chapter 17/?)

Chapter 17: The Bridge

Deviant!Connor[RK800] x (fem!)Reader Rated M(18+) for canon-typical violence and gore, medical procedures, and graphic sexual content

Chapters: 1 • 2 • 3 • 4 • 5 • 6 • 7 • 8 • 9 • 10 • 11 • 12 • 13 • 14 • 15 • 16 • 17 • more coming soon

You can also read on AO3 & thank you for supporting me ♥

The following morning, after waddling out of bed to use the restroom, you returned to see Connor waiting for you, flat on his back, arms spread invitingly, eyes looking suspiciously drowsy, despite the obvious fact that he had no need for sleep. You could have laughed at the innocent, adoring look in his eyes, if he wasn't naked and if last night's events had not occurred.

You crawled back into bed, nuzzled your cheek into the divot right beneath his clavicle, and tangled your legs, humming with delight when he pulled the blankets back over you and wrapped his arms around your back, smothering you in the warmth you had created together throughout the night.

"The weather has been warming up," he commented into your hair.

"Mhm," you agreed tiredly.

"I'm tasked with walking Sumo today," he continued quietly.

"Mhm," you hummed again.

"If you would like to accompany me again, I was thinking we could go to that park you told me about: the one you loved when you were a child..."

You leaned back to look up into his eyes, surprised he had remembered that; Connor was an android, so of course he did. But, still... Just because he remembered something didn't mean he had to designate it as important.

"It's a bit of a drive from Hank's place," you commented quietly, peering up to catch his magnificent, brown eyes.

"I don't think Sumo would mind," Connor replied sincerely.

You laughed softly, laying your head back on his chest. His fingers found the perfect place in your lower back to rest and he relaxed against you. Even though he wasn't tired at all, he understood how much you valued sleeping in on your off days, and decided to give you just a few more minutes.

Besides, if he was being honest, he was enjoying this.

...

Connor drove while you sat in the backseat with Sumo, one hand on the leash and the other on his back to keep him calm. You stared out the window, feeling like a kid again as you relived a drive from a long time ago. Connor had, unintentionally, taken the same route, likely because his GPS informed him it was the most efficient.

You passed all sorts of familiar places: a school that still had the ridiculously hideous orange paint job, a bank that never finished repairing the north brick wall, and a tree in someone's front yard that had grown at a strange angle.

Back then, it was too far of a drive to take often. It was an occasional treat that your grandmother would bring you when she was in a good mood. Hank had taken you and Cole here once or twice for a holiday themed festival.

When Connor pulled into a parking spot, you were amazed to find the place hadn't changed much at all.

There was a lake in the center of the park with a massive bridge that swept over the narrowest point, connecting seamlessly with a path that circled around the park in winding roads. The water was shimmering blue, lily pads along the edges of the water beneath the bridge. Beautiful, towering trees and flowering bushes lined the walkways. There was lush green grass throughout the grounds, and not a weed in sight.

You couldn't help but wonder who maintained the park these days. It was no secret that androids had almost exclusively taken over landscaping jobs in recent years. That would have come to an end with the revolution. Yet, somebody was still taking care of the place.

Connor approached the back door hastily when you stepped out. You were still holding tightly onto Sumo's collar, keeping a close eye on him when he hopped at the car, drooling excitedly.

"I don't think this park is safe for you," Connor warned you sharply.

You looked up at him with a startle, wondering what it was that had worried him.

"I have detected a pollen in the air that you are allergic to. I fear the consequences on your respiratory systems," he explained hastily, looking deadly serious and concerned.

Your worried expression faltered and you coughed out a laugh. "Almost everyone in the world has hay fever, Connor," you explained with a smile. The android's harsh expression didn't immediately dissipate; however, he did appear confused by how lightly you took the situation.

"Come on. Don't worry. All that's gonna happen is some sniffling and sneezing," you insisted, excitedly taking hold of his hand. "I can handle some pollen."

The android was stiff for a second, likely reevaluating his findings on pollen allergies. ‘Sniffling and sneezing’, as you had put it, didn’t seem to be a particularly harmful side effect to air born allergies.

"If you are certain," he replied, seemingly put at ease by your explanation.

Connor took the leash from your other hand and directed Sumo to the path ahead. The vehicle locked with an assuring beep as you walked away and he tucked the keys into his pants pocket.

The android found himself feeling oddly proud of the look you were wearing. Your touch on his hand had loosened as you took in the sights, feeling overwhelmed by nostalgia.

"I'm so glad you suggested this," you breathed as you approached the bridge.

You let go of Connor's hand and started trotting to get a head start. He was patient and let Sumo set the pace before eventually joining you at the highest point on the bridge, the top of the curve, and the very center. You leaned against the railing and looked over into the water.

Last time you were here, you were too small to see over the edge. Now, you easily could look into the shimmering waters below. Sumo came to a halt, as well, and stuck his face through the railing to look below. Connor would have been worried about the dog trying to jump; luckily, he was too wide to fit even if he tried.

The bridge creaked quietly beneath your feet with each step. Connor joined your side and leaned against the railing. The water beneath was almost perfectly clear. He could see a swarm of colorful fish frolicking, splashing about, clearly hoping that you were going to provide them with food.

The sun was poking out of the pale white clouds above, providing some warmth against the slight chill in the breeze. The trees rattled softly, leaves making a beautiful symphony. Some children were playing soccer in the field on the other side of the lake, laughing joyously. Some older ladies were sitting at a bench, reading together in silence. Couples were jogging together along the trails.

He felt more at peace with the world than he had in a long time.

Connor shifted his eyes away from the ambiance and took in your face. You looked as blissful as he felt, staring blindly ahead, the wind brushing through your hair and the sun's warmth tinting your cheeks pink. You took in a deep breath, as if it was the most delicious thing you had ever tasted.

"I love you," Connor said, so softly that you briefly considered that you had hallucinated.

Startled, your head whipped over to look at him. The look in his eyes, the burning adoration as the sun shimmered in his brown orbs, told you that you hadn't imagined his words.

"I wanted to tell you the night that you learned my manufactured purpose," he confessed with a soft smile. "But, I was afraid you wouldn't think it was sincere." You stared at him, eyes stinging and lips parted. "I'm not certain that I know what love is. But, I'm certain it is what I feel for you."

The soft look in the android's eyes morphed into concern when he saw a tear cascade down your cheek. You hastily lifted a hand to wipe it away, sniffling.

"I was supposed to say it first," you teased, trying to ease the emotions bubbling up. You dragged your sleeves across your face, trying to catch the tears as they fell.

"I love you, too," you whimpered, looking up at him with tear-stained eyes.

You felt something big and wet smear against the side of your knee and looked down to see Sumo nudging you with his nose. You huffed out a pathetic laugh. "I'm okay, Sumo."

Connor looked grateful when you looked back up at him, as if he hadn't anticipated you to reciprocate.

"I love you so much, Connor," you proclaimed, sniffling as you tried to hold back tears. You wiped your face hastily when more droplets began to fall.

"Please, don't cry," the android said, almost sadly, stepping in so close that he had to crane his neck to look down at you.

You doubted that he was aware that the face he was wearing was making it nearly impossible to stop crying. He looked so helplessly in love, and that face was looking at you - his brown eyes staring at you, that LED shining stunning gold as he worried about you.

All you could do was wonder what you had done to deserve such a thing - the love and adoration of this android, of this being you held in such high regard. He couldn’t have been more perfect if he tried.

"I'll cry if I want to," you huffed, hoping some attitude would calm you down.

Connor's forehead nuzzled against your temple. "I love you," he said again, and you recognized that tone as one of disobedience. Once, he believed that androids - machines - couldn't feel anything, couldn't want anything. That extended to himself, to what he thought were his own limitations. Yet, in that moment, Connor was strangely pleased that his confession had brought you to tears.

"Connor," you whimpered, scoldingly.

He didn't want you to be sad, to hurt, to suffer; but, these were tears of happiness. They were strangely beautiful, that you could feel so strongly for him. For whereas you saw Connor in a bright light that shined above all others, he saw himself as just another living being in the world, one of millions of androids.

-and, somehow, he found you before anyone else could.

"I love you," he said again, uttering the words against your cheek proudly.

You smacked a hand against his chest harmlessly, huffing, "I love you more."

"That's statistically impossible," he replied softly, apparent tease in his tone. "I assure you, my affections are stronger."

He smirked when you started grinning at him. "I will fight you, android," you huffed pathetically, laughing and crying at the same time.

"You don’t stand a chance against me," Connor teased quietly.

His free hand caressed your cheek and you felt his thumb brush along your skin, smearing tears. "I’ll show you," you retorted softly, eyes fluttering shut as you tried to will yourself to stop crying.

You felt his lips fall onto your forehead, the stubble on his chin prickly against your skin. For a second, you let yourself get lost in the moment, and felt his words repeat, echoing inside your head. It felt like you were living a dream, and you never wanted to wake up.

When you heard a distinctive tapping sound beneath you, you looked down to see Sumo had started walking away, his nails clicking against the wood of the bridge. Connor leaned away from you when he felt the leash tug on his hand. You flashed him a smile and then started following after the saint bernard, glancing at the android over your shoulder.

He followed without hesitation, stepping in so close that his shoulder smacked against yours. You met halfway, hand clasped tight and fingers interlacing, a gesture that had become natural. The moment hadn't faded, but your desire to cry subsided. Connor's hand felt warm and all you could think about was what wonderful things were to come.

"On our way back to Hank's place, let's get takeout," you said, changing the subject. "That man can't use chopsticks and that's simply a crime."

"Nothing that some positive reinforcement can't fix," Connor agreed.

#connor x reader #deviant connor x reader #dbh fanfic #rk800 x reader #rk800 smut #connor smut

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a-fluffer-nutter · 3 years ago

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Nighttime Giggles

Hey everyone. This is a Dragon Ball Z fic I whipped up about Krillin and 18. Hope you guys enjoy it!

18 looked up at the night sky from the shore of Kame House. She and Krillin were now married, and living at the remote island for the time being until her new groom could find decent work enough for them to get their own place. The two fortunately had the dwelling to themselves that night, as Master Roshi had saw fit to go on the trip with the others to a swimsuit modeling competition(well, going in undercover seeing as the geezer had been banned before….)

Being an android(technically cyborg) she did not need to sleep, but she sometimes did enjoy the relaxed state. On this night, she was more restless. The events of the Cell games were a little over 2 years ago. In that time the world had been at peace, and after a bit of time reflecting on her ordeal she had given Krillin a chance, and the rest was history. Even last she had seen Android 17, he had found a stable gig as a trucker, but wanted to do something more oriented towards animals. Speaking of animals, her thoughts immediately turned to the bird loving, red-headed gentle giant that had apparently gave his life in the struggle against Cell. Try as they might, the Dragon Balls were not able to bring 16 back due to him being an inorganic being, and thus no soul to revive. The thought made her lower her head in sadness. Plus the fact that with what Gero did to her, she wondered…was she still her? When she strolled through the shopping mall, carrying large shoe bags or trying on outfits in the dressing room, she did feel the enjoyment most members of the female sex felt. Krillin didn't even seem to mind much waiting nearly an hour for her to try on no more than 4 outfits like a good SO. But she still couldn't shake the feeling of still feeling less than what she was before, even if she could fly faster than a plane(or fly period) and could bench press a building. 18 stepped back into the house, and all of sudden the light came on and there was Krillin, at the foot of the stairs, his hand on the light switch wearing a white wife-beater and blue shorts. ''Honey, what are you still doing up?'' ''Honestly, just thinking.'' ''About?'' 18 sighed and sat down on the couch, Krillin joining in the spot next to her. ''Just…everything. Don't get me wrong, it's not that I am not happy, what with us and your friends being pretty accepting all things considered. But even still, what Gero did, and then what happened with Cell…'' Krillin put a hand on her shoulder ''I know it's been hard, believe me. Even though I get why he did it, I still can't help but miss Goku. The same goes for his family, I can only imagine how hard it is for them, especially with Goten now.'' 18 nodded, before closing her eyes and stretching her arms into the air. Her pajamas were a snug gray top with pink bottoms, and as she stretched her shirt rode up just under her ribs. Krillin then got an idea, and poked a finger into her bare side. 18 immediately recoiled at the touch and letting out a small yelp. The small grin Krillin had on his face grew bigger seeing the blush and shock expression on her face. ''What's wrong 18, might you happen to be…ticklish?'' 18 stood up and slowly backed away. ''Um…uh no. You just startled me.'' Krillin got up and started walking towards her, arms outstretched and fingers slowly wiggling. ''Oh no I know what I heard'' ''Krillin I'm warning y-AH!'' Krillin poked her other side, and then in an instant had gotten behind her and started squeezing her sides rapidly. Being a dwarf was an advantage her as it made it easier for him to manuever out of any deflections thrown by his now giggling bride. ''KRILLIN WAHAHAHAIT STAHAHAHAP!'' 18 cried out, curling up on the floor as her husband followed, still drilling his fingers into her torso. 18 managed to turn on her stomach, to which Krillin then began to scribble his fingers over her feet and inbetween her toes, causing her laughter to increase more. ''PLEASE NOHAHAHA!'' ''Aw what's the matter babe, you never seem that bothered during those pricey manicures'' Krillin said, as 18 rolled back onto her back trying to escape but Krillin then started kneading her thighs which drove her crazy '''GODDAMMIT HAHAHAHA!'' Krillin then noticed how her gray shirt had rope up more during the struggle, revealing her trim stomach. Definitely a benefit of still doing some sparring despite these peaceful times. ''Well, looks like the workouts are definitely paying off'' he teased as he began to scribble his fingers over her toned midriff. ''NO NOT THEREHEHEHEHE!'' 18 rapidly began to slap

at Krillins fingers as he squeezed her sides, poked her arm pits and ribs and raked his short nails over her belly. Krillin knew he had lucked out with a gal like 18, and seeing her pretty face, blonde locks a slight mess and watching her muscles clench and flex as his fingers ran riot over her midriff he felt this even more so. Plus seeing her seem happy for a change was nice too. Krillin was able to pin her left hand and grab her right while using his free hand to pinch the skin around her belly button, before sticking a finger inside the small dimple and twisting. ''HAHAHAHA FUCK NOT THERE PLEHEHEASE!'' 18's reaction definitely indicated this was probably her most ticklish spot, and she began to squirm more. Krillin then squiggled his fingers around her neck before launching rapid fire pokes and pinches wherever the cyborg girl's arms couldn't reach, even landing a few hits on her navel with an obnoxious ''boop'' noise. 18's face had turned fairly red, she was sweating and her laughs were becoming a bit ragged so Krillin decided to call it quits. ''Hehe, sorry if I went to far babe.'' Krillin said as he got off her and watched the rise and fall of her pink colored stomach as she caught her breath. She pulled her shirt down and sat upm and then looked at her husband, with a smile on her face. ''Not gonna lie, that was…something.'' She then leaned over and kissed him. ''But it's what I needed, so thanks''. Krillin put a hand on her thigh ''Well I can definitely say you reacted pretty much like any ''real'' girl would, that's for sure.'' Krillin then felt something touch his bare abs, and saw 18 had put her hand under his shirt. ''Well then, how does a ''real man'' take it then?'' She said with a smug smirk. ''Uh oh…''

#tickle fic #not mine #submission

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sunniewrites · 3 years ago

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I have more prompts/hcs-

-Sunnie and Nightmare sending each other sexy and silly selfies.

-Sunnie: You don’t have to hide your tears from me, Nightmare.

-Sunnie has a fever. Nightmare takes care of them and lovingly runs their fingers through Sunnie's sweaty hair.

-Nightmare and Sunnie play Twister. Things get embarrassing and awkward fast.

-Sunnie grabs Nightmare's hand when watching a scary movie.

-Sunnie posts a picture of Nightmare somewhere and it becomes a meme.

-Nightmare holding Sunnie very close, close enough to smell their hair. They whisper into Sunnie's ear: 'I don't like your new shampoo'

-Nightmare and Sunnie go on a camping trip. Nightmare forgets to bring a sleeping bag, so they have to squeeze into Sunnie's sleeping bag with them.

-Nightmare and Sunnie almost kiss, but are interrupted.

-Sunnie and Nightmare meet for the first time at a festival.

-Nightmare and Sunnie play a high stakes guessing game.

-Sunnie hugging Nightmare from behind.

-Nightmare: Well, hello sleeping beauty. You fell asleep on me.

-Sunnie and Nightmare meet for the first time on a Halloween night.

-Sunnie is a baker in a small urban community while Nightmare is a firefighter. Sunnie likes to cook Nightmare cute little snacks and meals every time Nightmare comes to the bakery, and they'll eat together and chat in the alley. One day, a call comes in to the fire station saying that there is a huge fire at the bakery Sunnie is at. Nightmare rushes over and saves Sunnie. That night, still shooken up after the tragedy, Sunnie confesses their feelings to Sunnie, saying 'I couldn't bear to lose you' or 'I'll try to keep you safe forever.'

-Nightmare and Sunnie battling against each other. Whether it's serious or playful is up to you...

-Sunnie and Nightmare sitting with a popped tire on the side of a long stretch of a road.

-Sunnie: Nightmare! I made cookies! Want to try one?

-Nightmare being an android Sunnie bought as company/something else.

-Nightmare: You are and always will be precious to me, Sunnie.

-Sunnie finds Nightmare in a dangerous situation.

-Sunnie and Nightmare shopping, with one of them being way more excited about it than the other who just kinda drags around and carries their bags.

-Nightmare: Dishes... right the dishes. In the next few minutes I swear.

Im sorry for filling your inbox with these-

i don't mind them darling!!

1. ihaahz i would totally do that.

2. u rlly don't <3

3. *sigh* i want someone to run their fingers through my hair irl..

4. I suck at twister but suck even mor in awkward/embarrassing environments.

5. yes but i will probably end up hiding my face in ur shoulder too <3

6. mememare <33

7. is this a sign bc i just showered cfzdvgb

8. i hate going camping but if i'm with u i'll survive <3

9. (u sent this one already :)

10. oo! imagine locking eyes throughout a crowd and feeling the entire world stop. Ajbsjsv i cant.

11. i have rlly bad luck so we'll se lol.

12. *sigh* physical affection my beloved.

13. NIGHTMAREBJSWJZ

14. halloween!! :D i love halloween <3

15. thats... thats so cute <33

16. i hope it's playful i wouldn't want to hurt u

17. i would 100% force u to walk to find someone to help lol-

18. My cookies are awesome <3

19. i've read something similar to that lol

20. i am going to sob wtf /pos

21. ajzb pls stay safe ml <3

22. i absolutely love shopping sbbzhj

23. That's so me too tho </3

#sunnie's talk room #nightmare my darling #long post #tw caps #cw caps

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dalekofchaos · 4 years ago

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Things I would change about Dragon Ball Z and Super

Love Dragon Ball, but if I could change things, it would be this

Raditz and Nappa would live. I always felt like it was such a waste to just kill Radditz and Nappa. Maybe first Raditz's plea to let him go was genuine and Piccolo's special beam cannon fired and Goku died to save his brother and that's what gives him a change of heart. And Raditz tells Piccolo about Vegeta and Nappa, they will know about Earth. So they agree to train Gohan together. With Nappa Goku would save him from Vegeta. Both would survive all the way through the sagas. Eventually Raditz would have a family of his own with Launch. And Nappa would be as he always was Vegeta's body guard and friend but does it for his family now and is like Trunks' uncle. Both Raditz and Nappa become Super Saiyan once entering the Time Chamber during the Cell Saga.

The Frieza forces and the universe would be divided by King Cold, Frieza and Cooler.

Because Toriyama is an asshole who couldn’t bother to give the Queen Of All Saiyans and Vegeta’s mother a fucking name. I am gonna take inspiration from the MasakoX and name her Queen Cassava. She would be in equal powers with King Vegeta. Queen Cassava would look something like this

Elements of Bardock Father Of Goku movie would remain canon, but later down the road elements of Dragon Ball Minus/Broly would be mixed with BFOG. To keep Bardock’s character and the nature of Saiyans of old in tact, while also suggesting that Gine had the final say in sending Kakarot away. Gine and Fascha would be besties, like Bardock and Tora were. Bardock is able to convince the Saiyans to unite and stand against Frieza. So Bardock, Gine and King Vegeta & Queen Cassava all get the Saiyans and launch a rebellion. But of course Frieza killed them all and destroyed Planet Vegeta.(if you were gonna change Bardock’s story, then actually have him convince King Vegeta and the Saiyans to stand against Frieza. It would’ve been in vain, but damn it would’ve been cool to see)

It would be established that King Cold conquered nearly the entire universe and it almost came to a stop when King Cold ran into Majin Buu and Beerus. There is a reason why King Cold told his son never to cross Buu and Beerus. At his final form, King Cold is as strong as SSJ3. In his fight with Kid Buu, Buu mortally wounded King Cold, his power reduced. And when he fought Beeurs, Beerus beat Cold so badly that he was knocked back into his sealed/first form and Beerus sealed Cold’s ability to transform.

Frieza has the Ginyu Force, Cooler has his Armored Squadron and King Cold has the Frost Legion.

Chi-Chi would be a Z-Fighter and keep to her warrior roots. I always thought Toriyama did Chi-Chi dirty. In Dragonball, she was this warrior princess that loved Goku and would fight bu his side no matter what. In DBZ, Toriyama erased her as a warrior and turning her into an overbearing mother and nagging housewife was one of Toriyama's awful decisions. So what I would do is Chi-Chi would become the Ox Queen and inherit her father’s kingdom as new lord of Fire Mountain and become one of the strongest humans on Earth. She would train with Goku and she would want Gohan to study and fulfill his dreams, but she would also want Gohan to be strong and defend himself and the people who can’t defend themselves. Chi-Chi would become the strongest human on earth and is capable of going toe to toe with the Saiyans, Ginyu force, and the androids. Art source

Vegeta and Bulma would fall in love on Namek. Inspired by this Vegebul doujin.

When they are on King Kai’s world, King Kai would teach Piccolo, Tien, Yamcha and Chaotizu the Kaioken

While training for the Androids, Goku would teach Gohan and Krillin Kaioken

Frieza would not return after Namek(more on that later)

Android 16 would be brought back after Cell’s defeat

After Cell’s defeat, Androids 16 and 17 would return to 18 and would be the watchful protectors of 18′s new family.

Eventually Bulma upgrades the 3 Androids to become Super 16, 17 and 18

Gohan would continue training. He would fly to the lookout to train with Piccolo in the Time Chamber after every study session for the 7 year period. By the time the 7 years passes, Gohan would’ve surpassed his power when he fought Cell. He's as strong as Majin Vegeta at full power but as soon as he starts training with the Z-Sword, he goes to SSJ3. Mystic Gohan surpasses SSJ3 and absolutely manhandles Super Buu but is of course absorbed by Buu.

Piccolo isn’t given the shaft. My biggest complaint about DBZ and Dragon Ball Super is how Toriyama gives Piccolo the shaft just to pander to the Vegeta fanboys. So after the Cell saga, Piccolo basically becomes Dende’s defender and trains every day with Gohan for 7 years so both of them can become strong to protect the Earth together. Piccolo ascends Super Namek and is as strong as SSJ2. Piccolo does not turn to stone. Piccolo joins Goku, Vegeta and Gohan in Dabura’s Fortress. Piccolo should have joined everyone in the ship. Piccolo would hold his own against Buu but knows it would be pointless. So he decides to let the fusion play out as it was. Both Gotenks and Piccolo both fight Super Buu. Both of them proving to be strong and equal to Super Buu, which drives Buu to absorb them even more. Piccolo is treated with respect in the Buu Saga as he should be. It is complete bullshit that a character who is so iconic when it comes to Dragon Ball is treated so poorly.

Videl would be a Z Fighter

Replace Babidi and Bibidi with Dabura. In my opinion the Buu saga would be better if Majin Buu was Dabura’s creation. King of the demon world was wasted. Dabura should’ve been to what Beerus was for the gods. Because Dabura could not outright challenge Beerus and the angels. Dabura created Buu to kill the Supreme Kais. Dabura would basically be the Devil of Dragon Ball and Buu is his Anti-Christ. Dabura is killed by Buu, but Dabura is accidentally brought back by the Dragon Balls. Just so we can get him in Super.

Dabura as the king of hell brought Frieza and Cell with him. Due to Dabura's power, Frieza gained a new transformation and Cell went beyond perfect, his ultimate form.

After absorbing Gotenks, Piccolo and Gohan, Super Buu would absorb Frieza and Cell. This would turn him into Ultimate Buu. and I think it could look something like this.

Vegeta gained SSJ3 while in the afterlife. When they fuse, Vegito is SSJ3. This is enough to contend with Ultimate Buu

While inside Buu, after ripping out everyone, Vegeta destroys Frieza and Cell when he has the chance.

After Kid Buu's defeat, Good Buu would've fought evil Buu, ate him and became the good Super Buu and probably would've absorbed and shortly spat out the Z Fighters to become just as strong as Ultimate Buu. And to atone for what he’s done as Majin Buu, Buu goes to the world of the Kais and with their help, Buu achieves enlightenment and becomes the trump card of the Z-Fighters if a situation becomes dire.

Cut the Pilaf bullshit entirely and ESPECIALLY cut the gross Trunks and Mai relationship.

Gohan and Videl would keep up their training after Buu’s defeat, while also keeping up with their education. Videl is the strongest human on earth.

Goku, Vegeta, Gohan, Nappa, Raditz and Piccolo would all train with Whis

When Frieza is brought back, King Cold and Cooler bring him back. But, King Cold is informed there is one more wish. Cold wished for his injuries to go away and for the ability to transform again. So Frieza spouts about his plan for revenge against Goku, King Cold obliges his sadistic son's desire for revenge, cause he saw his son's defeat as a slight to his race and family. So Father and sons train together and gain new transformations. Frieza has his golden transformation, Cooler has a silver transformation of his final transformation from the movies. And King Cold has a Platinum final transformation. Frieza and Cooler would be evenly matched, but King Cold's power eclipses his sons. So when the Cold Family goes to Earth, they bring the full might of the Frieza Force, Tagoma and Cooler’s Armored Squadron and King Cold’s Frost Legion. Where Frieza trained with Tagoma to the point where he nearly died every day, Cooler does the same with Salza. We have that great fight between the Z-Fighters and The Frieza Force. When Goku and Vegeta arrives, they both fight Frieza and Cooler. King Cold while observing his sons fight, suddenly senses a presence he hasn't felt in a millennia. He senses Majin Buu. King Cold goes and ways waste to Buu and takes his own revenge, killing Mr Satan as collateral damage, but that did not kill Buu. Eventually King Cold would get bored and decide to push his sons aside and decide to end this pest once and for all. King Cold transforms to his 4th form. and is evenly matched with Goku and Vegeta. Goku like the idiot he is asks to see King Cold's final form. King Cold transforms into a Platinum transformation. Cold ways waste to Goku and Vegeta. When King Cold sees Beerus. He tells the god of destruction, “Lord Beerus, after I am finished with the Saiyans, you are next.” But Goku and Vegeta have no choice but to fuse into Gogeta. They are evenly matched. King Cold gets bored with the fight and decides to blow the planet up. King Cold with his sons together at full power unleashes the death ball on Earth. The Death Ball is then overpowered by Buu, and Buu is VERY ANGRY. Buu instantly kills Frieza and Cooler and the full power of Buu and Cold’s fight is enough to destroy the planet. Whis of course saves Goku and Vegeta. Both Goku and Vegeta blame themselves for the destruction of Earth and Whis turns back time and turns it back to the moment the Cold Family arrived and unleashed their full power on the Colds, ending The Cold Family and their empire once and for all and technically finally gives Vegeta a win over the family that destroyed his life.

Due to his maturity after becoming the good Ultimate Buu, Buu would not fall asleep and would take Frieza’s place in the TOP

After the TOP. There would be the Dabura saga. Dabura returns and is strong enough to challenge the gods and angels. Basically, hell on earth. The demon realm invades and Dabura becomes the final big bad of Super.

After the tournament of power. Goku, Vegeta, Gohan, Piccolo and Krillin become teachers to Goten, Trunks, Marron, Uub, Pan and Bra and basically pass on the torch to the new generation(aka what Super should have been all along. Yes I know about the Morrow arc, but they are continuing Super’s problem and making it the Goku and Vegeta show again)

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