#Topher Brink

[loisfreakinglane]

DOLLHOUSE // 2.01 “Vows”

[sulietsexual]

∟ 2.11 Getting Closer Dollhouse [2009 - 2010]

[loseremzo]

rewatching Dollhouse because I miss Topher.

[irate-iguana]

Shoutout to that one episode of Dollhouse where everyone gets high and Topher and Adelle have a sleepover party. The worst person you know gets The Naked Time-d and decides to have a girls night with his horrible boss/mom. Meanwhile the rest of the characters are going through it.

[truemoondust]

Dollhouse (2009) || 1x12 - Omega

[absolutely-wretched]

Because Dollhouse was cancelled so no one knows anything about it, there’s like no fandom when there absolutely SHOULD BE. Anyone who posts Dollhouse stuff lmk so I can follow 💜

[rokurookajima]

the disgraced creator and his broken creation

you don’t love the one who made you

[m00nz-artpad]

heheheheh

she for sure bullied him into taking this picture

gotta love that quintessential 2010's fashion Livvie has goin' on (/≧▽≦)/ and no. i will never make a background for a picture because i do not have the brain capacity for it 〒▽〒 it's obviously supposed to be a mirror selfie i just bashed this banger pic out tho

[m00nz-writes]

it's hilarious to me how I'd rather work on an X-Men/Dollhouse fic over the actual story for Olivia 😭 like there's just so fucking much for Olivia and it'll be like a three part storyline just to get her whole story right and concise...

Or I can just write a fic about a woman who's 110 years old (takes place in like 2009/2010) who's reverted to being mentally 18 who ends up becoming besties (and falling in love) with her programmer - obviously Topher - while also being the only active who can't enter the Tabula Rasa state due to her mutant psychology being too difficult and unstable to control, but they keep her anyways because she's back to being an outright criminal with no shits to give.

Also she's turned into an ultra mega geek by Topher and it's hilarious and cute because she loves Star Trek and Superballs since she's convinced she's straight from 1899 (you gotta remember, Olivia has barely at all changed from her younger self. At 110 years old she still looks like she's early to mid twenties)

[loisfreakinglane]

DOLLHOUSE // 2.04 “Belonging”

[smashboy]

"Did I fall asleep?"

"For a little while..."

[irate-iguana]

“Huh.”

Feeling sad about him and making it everyone’s problem.

[kassaandor]

✨My Man✨

Thank you for the tag @javierpenaispunk! (I did it once before but I can do different characters this time!)

Put four characters who make you yell "MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN"!!

Javier Suarez, Dirty Dancing: Havana Nights

Callum, Aftersun

Topher Brink, Dollhouse (shut up, I know)

Llewyn Davis, Inside Llewyn Davis

(This is my sad-boy list, apparently.)

npt: Anyone who hasn't played or would like to play again!

[misscrazyfangirl321]

topher & adelle: super hero au?

"Promise me," he says once, on a rare lucid day. "Promise me you won't use your powers on me."

Something twists in her gut. She's thought of it a thousand times: how easy it would be to slip into his mind, to rearrange scattered pieces and sew his thoughts into something new. All she'd have to do was make him forget the things he's done (and really, aren't those mostly her fault anyway?).

She reaches out, cupping his cheek, and he looks up at her with eyes soft and trusting. He knows what she could do now, but he isn't afraid. "Darling, I-" She can feel him, can feel the edge of his thoughts against her fingertips, and it would be the easiest thing in the world to follow that trail.

"You can't. Can't. Can't." He's slipping. She can feel it, can see it, and if she isn't careful, he'll bring her with him. "I have to fix this. I know there's a way, I just have to find it. And if you fix me, I can't. Adelle, please." He swallows. "It's me or the world."

You, she thinks. You a thousand times over.

But he is better than her; perhaps he always has been. And she hasn't been able to deny him anything for a very long time. So with one last brush of her thumb against his cheek, against his conscious, against the thoughts she'd give anything to replace, she releases him. "I promise, sweetheart."

She will not make him forget. His power has always been his mind: thinking, processing even faster than a computer. And now, still, those thoughts spin, clouded by the regret of a problem he never should have solved, muddied by the blood on his hands.

If only there was a way to fix him without making him forget. But minds are delicate things, and if she tries to take away the madness without the memory of what caused it, well...

It is, perhaps, a sign of sanity that he has shattered so thoroughly at bringing about the end of the world. To change that might turn him stone cold, and perhaps he would not care enough to make things right.

She will not fix him, but she will keep close by his side, and when he needs her, she will hold him close and whispers promises against his hair. Perhaps, just perhaps, this will be enough.

[ed-edward-blackbeard]

Once upon a time, I intended to write a Topher & Echo Have A Fun Day With Shooting And Throwing Axes.

Yeah, I don't know what crack I was smoking, either. Mostly I wanted to give Topher a goddamn BREAK because my man was about to lose his goddamn mind.

This has been sitting in my email drafts for... five years? 09/2018, to be precise.

Free to a good home, be kind to Topher (we know what happens to him, my boy needs love.)

"Did I fall asleep?"

"For a little while."  Topher was stressing hard, but trying to keep his voice calm for the Active in the chair.

"Shall I go now?"

"Oh my God, YES PLEASE." He coughed, and shook his head. "I mean, if you like." Topher retreated into the post-imprint script even as every molecule of his being vibrated under his skin.

The Active and her handler left the lab, and Topher collapsed onto his couch. He wanted to go fully fetal, wrap his arms around his head, pull up his hoodie and scream until his voice was gone. Because honestly, he was having real trouble with the thought of his plans for his tech in the hands of people who were not him. But worse, it had been Adelle who had betrayed him, and that was the current bomb about to crack his coconut.

But he didn't trust Ivy within a league of his programming station, much less his imprints. And Doctor Whiskey Saunders was bat guano insane and prone to doing things like stalk him in the server room where he slept--past tense, notice, because he didn't sleep any more. Not with crazy doctor lady on the loose.

So he was working on a thirty-six hour no-sleeping binge, and he was starting to think that he was the one in need of a treatment, because Dolls didn't really care about things like misused tech and betrayal.  Or not sleeping.  Or crazy ex-Doll doctors.  

"Okay!"  Topher shot up off the couch, jerking himself awake with a shout.  The fact that he was even *considering* wiping his own coconut and wandering out with the bison meant that he needed help, capital-H Help, and it was quite possible there was no one in the House who cared enough to help.

"Topher?"  

"Aaah!"  He jerked, shocked as he turned around.  "Boyd!"  Of course, and Echo behind him.  "You... you... I told you I was gonna make you wear a bell if you didn't stop!"  The comment was directed at Echo and Boyd equally, though it was Echo he'd warned.  

"You need to get out of here for a little while," Boyd said calmly.  

"You're tired," Echo said just as quietly, and her fingertips reached out to gently touch the bags under his eyes.  "You need to sleep.  But you don't."

"Uh, no, there's about a thousand things on my mind keeping me from sleeping, and even if I was tired--which I'm not--" he was actually beyond exhausted and headed into sleep-deprivation.

"Trust me."  Echo pointed to the chair.  "Make me safe to help you."

Topher cocked his head to the side, and then looked back at Boyd.  "What is she saying?"

"Echo is booked on an anonymous gig who paid twice the normal fee to not give a name.  Only an address where the Active is to be dropped off," Boyd clarified.  "So you print her as whatever you need.  Bodyguard, teddy bear, exotic dancer that plays video games, I don't know.  Print her, take her, and go here."  He gave Topher a key.  "That's the executive suite at the Forrester, on the other side of town.  Ivy will take over printing for a couple of days, and you come back after you've gotten 48 hours of downtime."  

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