#aka asshat

[theswedishpajas]

Enjoying the game I was gifted for christmas

[randomnameless]

Fighting mercenaries is one thing, but going against Sir Alois just feels wrong. He's so good-natured, and his terrible jokes always make people laugh. Well, at least a few of the knights got a kick out of them. Anyway, we all thought he was a swell guy. I can't believe things have turned out this way.  

(From a KoS in chapter 12 of AG)

I know random, I know :(

I too can’t believe things have turned out this way, but KT thought “Jerry <3″ was Alois’s only character, erasing everything else, and here goes.

But I still like how this random knight, even if Alois is their enemy and nothing more than a foolish merc, is still a “Sir” and appreciated for what he did during his tenure at Garreg Mach.

Pour one for Billy’n’Alois, they need to be removed from Jerry’s influence to develop lol

[starberry-cupcake]

I'm back! Thank you so much for your patience and your kind messages and comments ♥ you are so nice about my silly ramblings, I appreciate it a lot.

previously, on harrowsoup the ninth:

this happened

also I posted this and this as previews and this is the whole tag

currently, chapters 23-26:

"an atmosphere of greater unease had settled over the mithraeum"

aka the emperor's bolthole

btw, no kidding, harrow, I hadn't noticed the unease

so, harrow asks around about the herald situation

I have another deck with dragon heralds but I'm not gonna go on a card tangent this time (you're welcome)

everyone gives terrible and useless descriptions

emperor johnny boy says "Whenever they come I am bundled off to a sealed sanctum at the heart of the Mitrhaeum, so that their insanity can't touch me"

asshole coward awful man

harrobean is trying to ask why emperor asshat is so sure about her having to die and if there's no way she can make it

emperor johnny says yandere twin isn't that good at being a lyctor yet, even if she's surprising and that if he was still giving silly names, he'd name her "Saint of Awe"

harrow thinks "that had not quite suited Naberius"

get perpetually owned, chad

harrow also mentions not being able to remember things well

YOU THINK, HARROW?

"it was as though your brain had formed a scab over everything that had happened to you"

I don't think that scab is healing well

emperor johnny insists on the rapier

idk why they all insist on the rapier

gideon and camilla didn't like it and were the fucking best cavaliers ever

ARE, THEY ARE THE BEST CAVALIERS EVER

PRESENT TENSE

but anyway, at this point, it could very well be emperor johnbro has aesthetic demands

not like he'll explain anything

harrowbean sees not!dulcinea's door closed, which isn't usual

she second guesses a bit because she can't always trust what she sees and she remembers crux saying "you saw what you saw, Lady, and the only thing you control now is your reaction thereto"

I didn't like that old man, but that's pretty cool of him to say

harrow opens the door and sees this

alleged gideon the first aka ortus tells harrow to go away very calmly and in a way that is too nice for him, apparently

harrow is upset at the display in front of her salad and goes to complain to yandere twin

which is a terrible place to complain at because she's both into gossip and into kink

if you want someone to take this seriously, that's the last place to go to

"at least you know who's been moving her—so to speak"

this is what we get combining yandere twin and chad

I've used that gif twice for her already

I forgive her, though, because she says "god is a dickhead" and she's right

she also asks harrow to try to remember why emperor john god has given her the sword

and establishes that harrow previously did something to her jaw so that she couldn't tell her

that's going in the 3d model

CHAPTER 24

apparently people are being less mean to harrowbean because they're already mourning her

harrow says that alleged gideon the first aka ortus has the name ortus because "it was just a banal and uncomfortable coincidence, as though he'd carried the name of a dead childhood pet"

she believes that the name must have caught on in the ninth because anastasia must have like brought it in and named people after her pal

I think he's named gideon

and that our gideon is named after him because of direct relationship of some capacity, maybe to someone involved

I considered the mom, but it's uncertain

in any case, he has to die

so, harrow puts a lot of wards and safety things in her room

kind of like this

home alone styling it

but apparently alleged gideon the first aka ortus can bypass wards

much like the sleeper/waker

much like not!dulcinea

wards are basically pointless, I guess, at this point

so he goes into her bathroom when she's bathing because here in the emperor's bolthole, everyone's a disrespectful asshole

harrowbean says he's "a thanergy void" and "the ultimate nemesis of a bone adept"

he tries to kill her while she's looking like this

I want to give this child some cocoa and play a comfort movie for her, like "the bone collector"

she ended up using the teeth she lost in the fight as projectiles in his eyes and got him to leave

she ended up bloody, unmoving, wet, naked and collapsed on the ground to which yandere twin live reacted to and left

she could have given her a hand

or an arm

she decided alleged gideon had to die and ice cube barbie aka probably annabel lee agreed

when gideon was among us, there was not enough time for her to throw hands at people and here there's so many people she could be throwing hands at and she's not here to do so

camilla too, but camilla threw hands at martita in a way that was legendary enough

CHAPTER 25

harrow goes with the chisme to dr reverend professor emperor john

she says "I swear by the Locked Tomb"

to which he replies "I wouldn't swear by that in this instance"

which I sure hope doesn't mean anything nasty with my girl ice cube barbie annabel lee because I'm gonna kill this man

she might not be entirely alive (maybe she is, maybe she's just suspended or something) but she deserves better than this piece of work

then he says "well, that's unfortunate"

this man really knows how to handle a situation, huh

emperor john says that it's pretty unlikely that alleged gideon the first aka ortus was doing the dirty with not!dulcinea because he never showed interest before and is "legendarily unamorous"

that's another tshirt I need

I need that one and the witch one immediately

also, now we've got a problem

not just because my telenovela about how this man might or might not be related to our gideon got more convoluted

but also because if alleged gideon is aroace, I'm gonna have to stan

I don't make the rules over here, I have to stand by my people

I have a conflict of interest now

emperor john also says "you must think us all a depraved set of immortal criminals"

I mean yes, I do, but not because of sexy times with zombies

I'm not here to judge the sexytimes of necromancers and whatever they do in their spare time

I don't know the intricacies of consent with ghosts or whatever, I can't be imparting judgment

it's not that, emperor john

it's because you're unpleasant war criminals who are killing planets for fun

well, the war criminal part I don't have hard evidence on rn but the situation doesn't seem to be in the favor of these people

I feel like when this man talks about the overall situation I'm getting a speech from emperor palpatine

emperor reverend john asks harrow, who has been awake for 25 years, to go to sleep

yeah, sure, she should go to sleep and wait for this guy to come by and try to kill her for the millionth time

meanwhile, harrowbean keeps collecting hours without sleep like

she makes, at the request of emperor camp counselor john, soup for everyone

I don't remember if it was here or before and I forgot but, this is extremely important

they mentioned cassiopeia being the one who cooked before

cassiopeia the same one with the ceramics collection, if I'm remembering correctly

cassiopeia who was also from the sixth, I think

camilla's house

she's checking every single one of my boxes like a sniper

why isn't she here, we're stuck with the grumpy one and the senior chad

ANYWAY, at the mention of harrow cooking I thought, immediately, "that's an awesome way to kill this guy"

I was picturing more like a poison type situation, although I didn't know how that could be achieved

something like this

but I should have known poison was too subtle for harrowcita

like I established back when protozoa's head was found in her closet, subtle isn't harrow's style

so it was more like this

basically, harrow sectioned her tibia to put some in the soup and then she could necrobend it so that it attacked from the inside

if I'm getting it right

insane plan and I love it

emperor john shadyman says "ten thousand years since I've eaten human being, Harrow, and I didn't really want an encore."

were they snacking on people during the Resurrection???

did they kill people by making lunch?????

???????????????????????????????????????????

"you think we're bad because we have sexy times with ghoulies?? uwu" that's the least of my concerns johnny john man

harrow then breaks down and asks straight to his face WHY THE FUCK MUST SHE SUFFER LIKE THIS

she calls herself a nonsense

the only nonsense here is what this emperor man speaks

she tells him she hasn't slept in six days

for a sleep deprived plan, it was excellent tbh

emperor man over here asks yandere twin to take her to sleep

and then stays with mercygirl to whom he says it's insane that harrow could do what she did and how did mercygirl miss that

this is the situation, as I have previously established

augustine looks at harrow "as if he had seen the ghost of someone he did not particularly like"

alleged gideon the first aka ortus salutes her on her way out

he doesn't even have heartburn

CHAPTER 26

we're back on gideon-less canaan house because it's time for more people to die

in ways that make 0 sense at all for what we know so far

regina george twin is pushed to her death by mayonnaise uncle

sounds fake to me

like, come on

regina george twin can probably murder that feeble guy on sight

we saw her spar with gideon, she wanted to be the cav that chad ended up being

she might not be a necro but she can stand her ground in a physical fight

mayonnaise uncle without duracell bunny nephew is like a sweaty guy on an anime con complaining about girls ruining everything while buying a maid figurine

she can take him

anyway, he does that and he says to her "and somewhere out there, may all the blood of your blood suffer even a fraction of what I have suffered"

now, this is weird

is he talking about yandere twin?

he wants revenge because yandere twin obliterated him?

is yandere twin "out there"?

I'd say this might be limbo BUT CAMILLA ISN'T DEAD

harrow is going to him and he says "she has not remembered her end" "is this how it happens then?"

and then he yeeted himself into space

that's what I wanted to do with not!dulcinea all along

so, yeah, well, this canaan business is getting more complicated now that it's not just people being shot

people are throwing themselves and others into space

and the memories of harrow in the emperor's bolthole aren't completely lining up with these

and mayonnaise uncle seemed to have been more aware of things than others around here?? or maybe just more forthcoming??? in that cryptic otaku way of his

also, no camilla at all still

Things are heating up in the emperor's bolthole, hope to come back soon with another one and thanks for the patience, hope it was worth it.

[theyanderespecialist]

Base Yandere Deadpool Headcanons: I "FULLY SUPPORT" THIS (RUN!!!) (Marvel)

[Hello, My Sexy Muffins! I am The Yandere Specialist and no I am not being held hostage by Deadpool to make sure that you become his darling, I am not in danger at all!!! Hehehe! Anyway, let me sell you on why Deadpool is the right man for you! Now let's do this, enjoy it!]  (Side Note This was multiple Traits of Deadpool From Various Deadpools Across the Multiverse and Media) 

(Disclaimer: Deadpool is not yandere in canon, and he is such a great guy in canon! This is just for fun and not to be taken seriously at all! Simping for fictional characters, and yanderes, and Deadpool, but mainly Deadpool, is fine. Just do not be illegal or gross about it, You know who you are! You Dirty Flaky Biscuits! Yanderes are not ideal partners to have in real life, but Deadpool is an ideal partner in real life. Remember to separate fiction from reality and headcanon from canon! Thank you!)  -Base Yandere Headcanons With Deadpool From Movies Mainly!- 

.Deadpool is a very good man, he is good with kids and he is very sweet.  .He is also very good in bed.  (Come on Wade this is going to get me canceled... Fine...) 

.He also would be willing to do almost anything with you in the bedroom. 

.He fell for you right away and he knew that he wanted you as his partner, for you to be his one and only. 

.Deadpool is also Pansexual in Canon! He does not care what parts you have, what you were born as, or what gender you feel you are!  .He adores you and will have you as his and his alone he will make sure of that! 

.Of course, he would be the best husband you could ever ask for and make you tons of chimichangas.  .This man would kill for you that is a fact (SMACK) BUT it is for your own protection of course. 

(you did not have to hit me you jerk)  .He is the type of yandere that is going to deal with rivals by first trying to get them to leave you alone, maybe with a few minor gunshot wounds and threats to their life. 

.If They do not back off he will shoot them in either the tit and or crouch.  .He is going to make sure that they screwed the pooch when they tried to take you from him, he will not regret doing it either. 

.He would probably make them regret ever even looking at you. 

.He would mock them for even thinking of trying to be with you. 

.He is going to mocl his rivals one hundred percent. 

.He also can bend and break the fourth wall... Which he may or may not be doing right now and influencing these headcanons. 

(OW! I said he may or MAY NOT! ASSHAT)  .He is a very sweet man for the most part, but oh, oh boy is he possessive and protective. 

.If anyone was to hurt you, the love of his life. He would make sure that every single one of them was dead, including him. 

.He would not be able to kill himself though so if you did die he would find a way to bring you back somehow, because he just would, don't ask questions. 

(Yes, Wade! I know that is just lazy writing to say just because! Who is the author/content creator here!? Yeah that is right, me so hush up!) 

.Now where were we? Ah Yes, Deadpool would also be the most chaotic Yandere ever. 

.He would never hurt you, but he would hurt rivals and such. 

.This bro has no chill as a yandere. 

.He would be the type to break rivals's bones on a wimb. 

.Not to mention mess with them. 

.He is going to be the type to make sure no one fucks around because they would for sure find out. 

.He is the yandere that would go to such lengths to have a long life with you, even risking his life. 

(Do not question the logic, Wade, you are legit insane!) .He would confess to you in a cheesy but romantic way, and also it would not fully be planned. 

.Not all the time at least. He would have a higher chance to do it on an impulse with a candy pop ring. 

.Which is kind of sweet if you ask me. You have to love Wade aka the Deadpool man.  (Yes, Wade, I love you no shush, do not make this weird) ..He also would want to have a family with you. If you have a uterus be ready for a good impregnation. 

.And if you have no uterus or you do not want to carry a pregnancy. You can expect him to come home with a baby. 

.Where did he get the baby? 

.He won't tell you! He won't tell me! There is just going to be one random ass baby in your home and you will be a mama a daddy or a zazzeh (like daddy but with Z another gender-neutral term Zazzah like a mama with Z) Depending on what you want to be called, but you will be a parent.  .And by the slight chance that you did not want kids, he is going to get a Landshark for you to have as your Landshark baby. 

(Which Deadpool agrees that is the superior choice and I mean he is not wrong! Landshark baby is the best baby) 

.If you accept his love, he will be over the room and you can count on doing the devil tango right then and there. 

(Wade I hope you did not propose to them in public... I am not held responsible for your indecent exposure to (Name) OR THE OBSCENE PDA YOU TWO DO!!!) 

.If you turned him down? He would throw said ring pop over his shoulder, and act like he was messing with you. 

.But he is not going to give up. 

.He is not going to kidnap you, but he is going to start stalking you (which he already did, Wade said I may have forgotten to mention that he has been stal- OW Okay okay... Watching over you!) 

.So he would increase watching over you. To see where he went wrong. 

.He would also be interrogating so many of your friends and family. 

.To see if you were seeing someone else or if someone was blackmailing you, he is doing his best to watch over you all the time. 

.So that he can get rid of anyone who is hurting you. (DO NOT LISTEN TO THAT HE IS TRYING TO GET RID OF HIS RIVA- OW OW OW OK Ok! OK! I will drop it!) 

.In the end, he is one of the better- (Okay Wade, you don't have to point a gun at me) one of the BEST Yanderes to have. 

I fully support you ending up with Wade and saying yes to his love!  .You two are meant to be and would be very happy together, trust me (NO RUN MUFFIN RUN!)  [YASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS, Another this chapter is done! I hope that you all enjoyed this, and stay sexy, all of my sexy muffins! 

[pettytiredandjewish]

Y’all the fact that people are throwing hate at the ‘stand up to jewish hate’ newest commercial is- honestly not surprising anymore. I’ve read through some of the hate posts aka antisemitic posts because that’s what they are- full blown antisemitic (people are starting to go fully unmasked now) and it’s just fucking sick.

The commercial was fucking aired so that it could bring awareness that your silence on the rise of Jewish hate is causing so much problems. People are getting harassed and hurt and in some cases, k*lled, because of your silence and ignorance. Antisemitic crimes are rising rapidly all over the world.

It’s fucking scary. I have to be more alert about my surroundings and I have to be cautious when I’m around people. Every time I have to walk to work, I have to keep an eye out to see if those little asshats are tagging any nazi symbols onto buildings or light poles etc. Any time I go outside I have to tuck my Star of David necklace in my shirt, for my protection.

I have to deal with dirty glares and snide comments from people whenever they see my Star of David necklaces, my kippah, and or tichel. I had to end friendships because of the pro Hamas propaganda and antisemitic crap they were sharing on social media. Heck the amount antisemitism on this hellsite is just insane.

I shouldn’t have to worry about this shit every time I go out but yet here we are. And I have a bad feeling that it’s gonna get worst. One of the reasons it’s gonna get worst is because of your silence. Y’all will literally look the other way or even harass people who has been dealing with antisemitic shit- your response to antisemitism (the denial, the harassment, the silence) is the reason why jewish hate has been rising rapidly and going unchecked.

It’s why a fucking commercial about antisemitism had to be aired- because of you little asshats. So to those who are still in fucking denial about antisemitism or to those who have gone fully unmasked- (there is so many things I would like to say, but I’ll be nice) go kindly f-off.

And a reminder- this commercial literally has nothing to do with the I/p conflict. So stop bringing it up. This commercial is to help people be aware that their silence and ignorance is why Jewish hate has been on the rise.

To those who are wondering who I’m addressing this to - you know who you are and I don’t care if you don’t like what i said. I could literally give zero fucks at this point.

✡️

[achaotichuman]

Okay okay okay, so the Vanserra brother's all have a toxic or unhealthy relationship with each other to some extent. It's only natural in the environment they live in, they never learned what a healthy family dynamic looks like, and they have been taught through the means of violence all their lives.

My point is, don't exclude Lucien from this.

The trope where there's one family memeber (aka Lucien) who just happen to be born perfect and was never at all influenced by the violence of his family house hold? Overused, overdone, boring, boooo, DJ play the next track I've heard this one already.

Buuuut, Lucien who is just like the rest of his brothers and purposefully took the time and made the extreme effort to break out of those habits and behaviors and began to heal from them? It adds flavor, it's adds complexity to his character, AND GUESS WHAT IT MAKES IT ANGSTIER.

Lucien as a young adult is at first an aristocratic asshat who is the life of the party, with many friends but really no true friends because he can't let any of them get to close to him. He acts like a typical asshole, and then he meets Jesminda. And no I am not about to say she 'fixed' him, what would have happened, is that he fell in love with her wild spirit, her personality, the way she didn't even bat an eyelash at him.

But Jesminda is never gonna go for him, because of who he is, who he projects himself to be. She tells him the day he learns to let his heart melt is the day she will marry him.

So, Lucien purposefully learns to be a better person, he leaves the behaviors he was taught as a child behind. He starts to heal from Beron's severe neglect and abuse. And when Jesminda notices he is genuinely making a a change, she helps him, they become friends before they become lovers. He opens up to her, and she to him.

And then his heart melts, and they both fall in love naturally.

Beron notices Lucien's change in behavior, has his brothers spy on him. Finds him with Jesminda, puts two and two together. And decides Jesminda is poisoning his son's mind, and has her executed. Under the guise she was trying to convince Lucien to rebel against the High lord.

Lucien is distraught, he runs to Spring. He swears up and down that never again, he is never opening up to another person again. And then he meets Tamlin, who shows him kindness, patience, and allows him space to heal, helps him to slowly get to his feet over many years.

Then once more, Lucien melts again. He finds himself better again, maybe better than before.

Then boom Amarantha. He swears he will hate the human girl that Tamlin is forced to take a bride.

And then he finds she has this wild spirit that almost mirrors who Jesminda was. And the cycle repeats.

Also also also.

I just want a scene where Lucien as a young adult sneaks into one of his brother's room when they're asleep and attempts to smother them.

Like,

Silas (Second eldest brother)- *Snoring* *Feels something on his face* "Wha- WHAT-"

Lucien- *Actively smothering him with a pillow* "Shhhhhhh it'll be over soon, shhhhhhhhhhhh."

Or Lucien holding a knife in a kitchen alone with Eris and just thinking 'It'd be soooo easy...'

STOP MAKING LUCIEN THE OUTLIER

HE WAS JUST AS CRAZY AS THE REST OF EM

[alekthefox]

18+ "Taste the Vigour" Vampire! Ratio / Peacock hybrid! Aventurine

--will get that second aka last chapter as soon as I actually do the smut part of it. Currently 5k+ total words of plot, culture, teasing, emotions, gods being asshats... Might as well slap on #slowburn at this fucking point and make it 100k words like DAMN. Can't I just write a short smut fic?? Why does everything need to make sense??

@shelfis look at what you've done to me xD

Update: I forgot he's wearing something else in this AU so I had to rewrite tidbits... that research on ancient greek clothing and ratio's design will be saved for a later date though.

[yourbustedkneecaps]

thinkin ab Peter being adopted by Tony or Tony admitting to seeing Peter as a son and just… Peter feels the same way and he’s honestly just so ecstatic about it and then Tony or someone asks if Pete is ever going to call him “dad” and Peter just breaks.

he hasn’t called anyone “dad” in years even if he technically had a father figure after Richard and Mary died. Uncle Ben was amazing and was a great father, but he was always “Uncle Ben”, not “dad”.

Peter thinks he’s ruined something (or himself) when he tries to explain to Tony that he doesn’t feel like he can call him “dad” even though he kinda wants to. He starts crying and freaking out trying to get Tony to understand, terrified he might just lose him over something so stupid but he can’t he just can’t and he doesn’t know why.

(He’s aware that Tony has history with Howard, aka “Mr Stark”, and thinks he might’ve hurt Tony by referring to him as such and reminding him of his shitty father.)

Tony immediately jumps in saying he doesn’t give a hot diggity shit what Peter calls him or why so long as he knows he feels happy and safe and loved in whatever friendly/familial relationship they have together. he doesn’t care bc this is Peter, his fucking kid, and if his kid feels uncomfortable or unsafe calling him anything other than “Mr Stark” then he’ll wear that title with fucking honor and pride and love for his kid bc nothing else matters.

““yOuR sOn CaLLs yOu, Mr StArK—?” shut the hell up or i’ll make you, you fucking asshat douchecanoe. badmouth my kid again and i’ll show you what burnt human flesh smells like.” — Tony Stark, probably

they end up cuddling on the couch with Peter burrowed into Tony’s chest refusing to look at him until he calms down and stops crying like a baby. Tony hushes him and pets his hair and rubs his back and just whispers and mutters bullshit the entire time about how everything is okay and how good a kid Peter is and how much he loves him as Peter and Spider-Man and his Intern and his son no matter what.

Tony calls Pete “son” rarely, but always when it counts and means something. Especially around dickhead strangers/villains. Peter probably won’t ever call Tony “dad”, but Tony doesn’t need to hear the title to know who he is to his kid (Peter makes that very clear in his actions every day <3).

[everybodyshusband]

per aspera ad inferi ; chapter five

[aka: the university ghouls fic]

aeon, aeon/rain (kind of)

explicit | other | 3.7k words (15.6k in total) | alternate universe (university), masturbation, fantasies, pining, aeon is so down bad

this chapter would not have happened without @divine-misfortune giving me an entire fucking outline to follow so thank you thank you thank you void sdfjnksdf also: @ghoultrifle and @arkeusruin tags, come get your uni ghouls !!!

snippet and ao3 link under the cut !!

Aeon returns from the scavenger hunt exhausted. Simply pushing the door to his dorm open and lifting his aching leg to step over the threshold feels like a monumental task. He bypasses everything, leaving his shoes and backpack on as he faceplants onto his bed, huffing out a sigh of relief as he gives his feet and back some respite.

From somewhere in the room—presumably his desk or his bed—Dewdrop chuckles at him. “You tired?”

Aeon groans, the sound muffled by his bedspread.

Dewdrop snorts. “I’ll take that as a yes, then.”

“My entire body hurts,” Aeon complains, wondering faintly if Dewdrop can even hear anything he’s saying through the fluff of his pillow.

“Ah, the wonders of the first year scavenger hunt,” Dewdrop reminisces. “I don’t miss that shit at all.”

Aeon grabs his other pillow and throws it in the direction of Dewdrop’s voice, so far beyond tired and sore that he doesn’t care if it’s impolite. “Stop taunting me, I’m dying.”

“Aw, kid, it’s alright,” Dewdrop soothes, and Aeon startles when he feels his roommate’s hand rest gently on his shoulder. The pillow he threw at him gets placed next to his head and Aeon rolls over to see Dewdrop staring down at him with an expression full of pity, but that doesn’t stop Aeon from noticing the small smile quirking at the corner of Dewdrop’s lips as he fully takes in Aeon’s predicament.

“I’m one year younger than you, asshat,” he groans, sitting up to sling the backpack off of his shoulders and drop it on the ground. “I’m not a kid.”

Dewdrop suppresses a laugh, which Aeon quickly discovers is a preemptive one in preparation for a truly terrible joke that his roommate is about to impart onto him. “Feisty little baby child,” he patronises, patting Aeon on the head and pouting as he makes eye contact. Aeon glowers at him, but any malice behind the expression is tainted by his own suppressed laugh.

Is this what Rain meant when they said Dewdrop was capable of being a menace? Whether they were referring to this side of his roommate or not, Aeon can’t deny that he likes it. He knows the two of them have really only just met, but he wouldn’t have guessed that Dewdrop’s sense of humour would be like this at all. He’s fun.

They both bite back another round of chuckles as both their stomachs rumble, but Aeon’s laughter quickly fades out as he remembers that he has to move to get up and go to dinner.

Dewdrop, miraculously seeming to know exactly what Aeon is thinking, pipes up with an offer. “Do you want me to go down and bring you up some dinner?”

Aeon sighs, immediately tempted. He’s silent for a moment, weighing the benefit of not having to move versus the cost of putting the responsibility of his dinner on Dewdrop. He groans and stretches as he stands. “No, I s’pose I should head down. Thank you though.” He smiles appreciatively at his roommate and heads towards the door, opening it for him. “We can head down together though, if you want?”

[read the rest on ao3 !!]

[boothefanficeater]

(bangs head against wall) hhhhhhhhh this took way too long.

Ok so anyways. abt prokour, lemme explain/share my mess of thoughts. I have talked abt it in the pkcv fanclub dc server a whilee ago, this is the reedited version.

So. Evbo’s pro neighbor, Nate, has always been nice n friendly in the series, helping him in the pro layer and taking the time to explain how things work. I can imagine he's nice to the other pros aswell, atleast to the ones that don't treat him like shit.

Speaking of shit. Here comes everyone’s favorite cringefailure of a pro: Sunglasses pro!! aka Sunny <33 He’s such a lovable jerk, but I can imagine everyone on the pro layer hates him because he's an asshat to pros he deems below his level. Guess who has a superiority complex. You’ll never guess. (It’s him).

He always acts like the toughest guy in town around the other pros (it's actually an act to cover up his deep insecurities of never being enough. To protect himself from being the one at the other end of it) (it fails cause. yk. he’s bad at parkour).

They meet. Nate tried being nice but after a couple encounters, he comes to hate him, just like everyone else. Unlike everyone else though, who usually tried to brush him off or ignore him, Nate actually called Sunny out on his BS in front of everyone, catching him off guard. Getting humiliated in front of a watching crowd? Now this could go two ways; Sunny got so pissed he just stops acknowledging Nate’s existence, orrr he becomes even more of a dick and pesters Nate even more.

I like to think he avoids him at first, but decided to start being a nuisance. As a sort of “nobody gets away with messing with me,” thing.

Mutual hate ensues. They *despise* each other. Then all of a sudden. Nate was jumping back to his house after a long day of work, he was about to go in until he saw the figure of the worst guy he knows in front of the house right next door. It was Sunny, he was living just right next to him. Sunny and him were neighbors. Sunny seemed to have noticed him, and the two locked eyes. 

“You’ve gotta be kidding me,” both of them said at the same time, with completely opposite degrees of excitement. Just what he needed today, the most insufferable pro he’d ever had the displeasure of meeting, as his neighbor. Just great.

After that, they both start going out of their way to annoy the shit out of each other. If Nate bumped into him on the way to grab his daily food and task papers, they’d throw insults and jabs at each other until they both left for work or the other pros got sick of them. When he was done working, he’d often go to the training grounds to practice, and he’d usually find Sunny practicing parkour. They’d both taken the habit of booing and discouraging the other from making the jumps. 

---

“Boooo, you suck!” Sunny shouted, cupping his hands over his mouth, “just give up already!”

Nate leveled an unimpressed look towards him. “Huh, yeah actually. I don’t know if I can make this–” he backed up for a running start and jumped as he kept talking, ”–fence to trapdoor 3 block jump.” Nate finished, landing the jump.

“Whatever, show-off,” Sunny rolled his eyes. Nate didn’t see it so much as he felt it. "I could do something much harder than that, and with half as much effort. Just watch me."

Nate's lips tugged into a smile as he watched Sunny start to build the 'harder' jump he was going to do with 'half the effort', next to the course he was on. He shrugged, chuckling, "alright, I'll watch you fail this jump."

A surprise to nobody, Sunny ended up falling. But the thing was, he didn't even finish placing the blocks. It made Nate laugh so hard he forgot Sunny was even there still, waiting for his laughing fit to end so he could re-try the jump.

"Listen that one didn't count–"

All it did was make Nate into a mess of laughter, again.

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woah guys, this might surprise you, but turns out, when you hang out with someone long enough, you actually start finding them fun to be around and even tolerable at times??? Ong crazy right. Which is whats happening currently with out beloved pair of pros (Who Could've Seen This Coming).

Sunny starts finding Nate’s continuous comebacks to his bullshit cute and his skills in parkour admirable. Nate's laugh also made his stomach flip and his head spin but he ignores all of it. < gay panics but he doesn't realize it

They continue to annoy each other endlessly, but now, in between all that back-and-forth, they start sharing more bits and pieces about themselves. They hang out whenever they can, when they practice parkour, before and after work, sometimes they even go to each other's houses (they have tea time and gossip).

”Did you hear about the rumors in the master layer?” Nate asked, clapping his hands together in barely contained excitement.

“I haven’t. Go on,” Sunny sips his tea.

Nate leaned in, “apparently, a parkour master was caught using a block to get to their house instead of using their water bucket.”

“Wow, seriously? If I was a master, I’d never do something so embarrassing.” Sunny laughed. He would never, but he definitely wouldn’t be able to make a water bucket clutch either.

---

They grow closer under the excuse of "if i know him more i can annoy him better" but deep down, they know why they're really doing it. They probably know more about each other than they know about themselves (i don't think a life in parkour civilization lets you be yourself. So even if you’ve lived with yourself longer than anyone else, it’s difficult to find your true self. You are artificially made and put into frigid boxes of parkour society that dictate your entire life from one (1) single jump you were forced to make. And so, it's much harder to know who you are as a Person outside a parkour noob, pro, master or champion).

Although with that said, they’ve probably discovered lots of things about themselves they wouldn’t have if the other weren’t there.

After a tiring parkour practice together, Sunny joins Nate at a nearby tree, laughing at a joke he cracked as he sat down next to him. He takes off his glasses to wipe the sweat off of his forehead, and Nate discovers that beneath it, his eyes are colored a pretty yellow-orange, matching the colors of a sunset. And that he looks super hot without his sunglasses actually. Gay panic pt2. 

Sunny looks over to him, noticing the faint red across his face, and brushes it off thinking it was bc of the practice, 

 "Yeesh. Worn out already? That was such an easy course, maybe the parkour pro life just isn't for you." Sunny says while he's clearly out of breath, too.

Nate kept glancing at him and looking away again, probably embarrassed that he couldn't compare to Sunny's parkour prowess. Yeah, that's why. Sunny was about to tease him about it, until he spoke up, "y'know, this is the first time I've seen you without your glasses before."

Sunny paused. It didn't fully register in his mind that he'd taken off his glasses in front of Nate. He'd hated not wearing his glasses in front of others- hated how exposed it made him feel. He'd always make sure he had them on when he's around others, but at that moment; sitting under the tree shade as the breeze blows past his messed up hair with Nate right next to him, just as out of breath from the parkour course as he was, it felt so easy. He didn't mind Nate looking at him, seeing him, knowing him.

Which opened a whole new pile of shitty and complicated feelings he did not want to uncover. 

Sunny fumbled to put the glasses back on, scoffing as he felt his face grew warmer, "yeah, what about it?"

"Your eyes," Nate whispered under his breath, finally turning to look directly at him. "...they're nice.

— 

Do you see the vision (smiles with teeth non threatningly) (btw. I wrote this sleep deprived srry if sum parts don't make sense)

Haters to lovers kour. (Tho tbf prokour super flexible, like i tjought of them as just frenemies at first, then as exes, then to idk but they ended up becoming dumbass lovers. Good for them, i guess. I have more prokour shit under my sleeve jst need to... *Yawn* (passes the fck out)

^ how it started (credits to @loneycorner you're amazing you [breaks] thx for feeding my prokour thoughts n drawing n being prokour mvp )

[phoenixdown-and-fairydust]

So I currently have 3 cats. One, the sentient Rage Incarnate posing as a Studio Ghibli Soot Sprite( aka the Creature) is a ball of nerves who spooks far to easily. My Tubey Boi, is very affectionate and trusting of set people but spooks in certain situations. But the third one. Oh. My god. The third one. The Bebby,the Perma-Kitten, Little Miss Missed-the-Jump-and-Fell-Snoot-First-into-the-Fountain-of-Youth. She has no fear or shame. She is so confident, secure, and trusting that I would fight each and every one of the gods for her and her siblings( and she's right), that this absolutely dork has slept through the start of a fire alarm on my desk, making us panic when we couldn't find her in any hiding spot because she wasn't hiding, she was watching us from her nap spot as we panicked waiting for us to see and to clip on her leash and go, she has snoozed through a lightning strike less than 100 meters from our home that scattered her siblings to the four corners of the world.

SHE CONTINUES TO BE A MENACE WITH HER TRUST AND LACK OF FEAR (don't worry nothing bad happened, but on with the story)

I am currently sick. I sound like a Ring Wraith when I talk and feel like I've been kicked by a mule. I went out to buy some cold and flu meds, so i had left the apartment early. I see the Rage Sprited and the Tube, but I realized I hadn't seen the Bebby for a while. No worries, she's probably asleep in the other room. NOPE. She's not in any of her nap spots, she's not by the food, she's not in the litter box, she's not on the shelf above my bed.

Now, as established, I am sick. I am missing 95% of my vocal range. Still, i start trying to call her, getting increasingly desperate. No response. I start panicking thinking she got out into the hall, because she's an adventure kitty, but hallway parties are supervised activities, and usual she's good about asking to go out together, but sometimes she gets impatient if she thinks it's been too long and tries to slip out to force one. Now I'm thinking she slipped out into the apartment hall when I came in, and being sick and out of it I missed it, and didn't hear here mewing and running around outside. So I check the hall. No cat. But it's been a while since then, and although it's closed now, my one neoghbour on this floor annoyingly keeps propping the stairwell doors open that lead to the exterior doors. So now I think I've really fucked up and she's either gotten picked up by a neighbour or outside of the building completely. Now I'm a blubbering mess, and I sound like a Nazgûl impersonating a tea kettle in a soundproof room that someone's rapidly opening and closing the door to with how my voice is hissing and failing. Defeated, I go back in my apartment and am about to call my roommate who isn't here right now and tell her how I've fucked up and am about to start banging on doors in the building and look outside, even if it's futile to look for a pure black cat outdoors at midnight in January. I'm so scared she's hiding somewhere outside, or worse that some superstitious asshat found and hurt her for her coat colour, because this poor trusting little fool looks exactly like a Halloween cutout, and my roommate and I also have witchy aesthetics.

So I wheeze-wailing and am a disheveled mucusy mess as I'm about to hit the call button. I'm also getting really light-headed because in addition to the panic and being sick, I have a heart condition that can abruptly make me light-headed for just existing on a normal day. Now is not the time to faint so I am struggling to breathe well enough to calm down, when I hear something fall in a cupboard. Looking around the other two cats are still in eyesight and nowhere near the sound. There's another bit of rustling, then through the tiny gap that I didn't think even she could fit through, a sleek little black paw suddenly pokes out before the rest of the rest of the cat liquids her way out of that closet, blinks at me and sleepily yawns and stretches, before slinky over to investigate like she's about to say "oh no, mömther, you look awful. Have you heard of closet naps? I slept like the dead in there. Maybe it will make you feel better?"

[connoisseursdecomfort]

The Garden - is it political, personal or profitable

This post is inspired by @shinybluebirdwizard���‘s answer/theories about the Garden.

I think it’s interesting to see the Shopkeeper as a judge - I mean he sure sounds like one. But I also think he’s called the Shopkeeper for a reason. My theory is the Shopkeeper is first and foremost a businessman.

I’m not saying that means he doesn’t care about politics at all - on the contrary, war is not good for business as we all could probably see by now. And money IS politics. Even Donovan Desmond is a businessman.

*Manga spoilers alert*

It’s very easy to see why the Shopkeeper sounds like a judge - he picks the targets and tells the assassins why the target deserves to be punished.

Ostanian legal system must be a huge mess with the Red Circus or the bus arc being the direct result of it - there are just punishments without trials (to be honest, more like without law at this point) everywhere. It’s either the SSS or the Garden who decide which to punish, and it’s almost always about “to punish”. The tricky part about the Garden is that it seemingly also allows people to redeem their lives (aka Olka Gretchen). The SSS doesn’t.

We now have three "judges" in Ostania.

The SSS makes everything political, and goes extreme from there on.

The Red Circus is the flip side of the coin - it started as a political organisation, but things just get very personal at the end (i.e. you killed my friends and now I'm going to kill your children) and they just go extreme with that.

Everything is political AND personal at the same time, and at the end, extreme meets. In the bus arc we have Billy and Biddy Squire from the Red Circus, and we also have the two SSS agents - Yuri and that I-don't-wanna-be-a-lapdog asshat, mirroring each other as they hold the two ends. You can choose to make things to be more political or personal, and the outcome can be good AND bad.

It's easy to see the Garden as something purely political too, and that's why we are eager to see if any political party or organisation is backing the Garden up. However, I think the Garden is more than that. The Shopkeeper is a shopkeeper. The Shopkeeper is the leader of an assassin organisation who dresses like a gardener and talks about very vague but easy-to-sell ideas. His code name is not even the Gardener. He has a shop. It's about profit. 

We are looking at the Garden through the lens of Yor. And Yor is not that interested in politics and money. When the Shopkeeper talks to Yor, his ideas are often conveyed in a very vague but easy-to-grasp way with simple metaphors. 

He means it when he says he wants the world to remain a beautiful place - he just doesn’t bring up the price to Yor. He helps Olka because he admires how the Gretchen family operates, but it is also a payback. It’s never about going after the “evildoers” who almost wiped out the family; it’s about “personal debts” and “great favour(s)”. It is personal, it can be political, but ultimately it is a fair trade.

Endo has always been straightforward about characterisation right from the start. And the cruise arc directly points out the most common reason for people to become assassins is that they want money. You see, the Director was never against the idea of making money - it's about how.

And it's interesting how the three people in the Garden are the representatives of the three Ps. Yor's in it for personal reasons. The Director leans more to the political side - he is the Director of Policy in the City Hall. The Shopkeeper might be the businessman who has the "foresight".

Anyway, before I go crazy on these topics, here are my three p(ent)s on where the Garden stands.

[crimsonxe]

So mixed bag of rant towards a particular type of person that without their intending did lead to some speculation on my end (aside from the anger), spoilers below the cut:

tmw some shitbag actually tries to say that having you need to rank up the Hex aka getting to know them better and grow your bond with them is a means of trying to push people to buy cash shop stuff; instead of y'know part of the damn narrative. Then again this same moron failed to understand why the Drifter would care about the Hex at all and that by resetting things they're only prolonging everyone's torture (cause y'know its clearly not setting up for a good end route that is earned -eye roll-). Sooooo those types of moronic asshats are bitching and whining about 1999.

BUT in that whole argument it did bring to mind the idea of Al doing all that he does in the Hex quest and wanting your Drifter to not follow his words. Sparing Neci and not allowing yourself to fall into revenge w/o mercy = showing of a good person. Refusing to set off the nuke killing everyone around and the Hex = showing a good person. Resetting the entire thing to save the Hex and getting to know and bond with them = both good person and leads into love (of multiple kinds). So what if Al isn't an obsessed vigilante focused only on stopping the Indifference no matter the cost; but a master manipulator crafting a scenario that both confirms the Drifter is a good person as well as having them form bonds of love with the Hex leading into the true end whatever that turns out to be post max rank with them. Still a bastard but far less of a cold shitbag.

[death-in-a-handbasket]

Edgar anon here but I'd like to ask a question from u... What things do you think of about Philippe because the art you made had me going crazy and only strengthened my interest in him fr

Oooh okay, you have to take what I say with a grain of salt because his character comes with the Pandora’s box of racism and I’m trying not to die by mob wrath

Okay now that that’s aside, I see him having a strong sense of justice coupled with an overwhelming temper, he’s got a habit of oscillating back and forth between direct and cold when he’s working and extraordinarily temperamental when he thinks he’s close to a truth or been pushed the wrong way

one of my dear friends suggested that he carries a dire paranoia from the death of his mother and his desire to identify criminals is because first he was looking to avenge his mother’s death and then his sister’s, AKA I don’t think he’s shooting in a racial direction, at least not intentionally, but rather patterning what he thinks a criminal looks like after who he thinks he saw kill his mother so not only can he eliminate them but also remove any such thing occurring in the future by targeting those who look similar. He is difficult to work with in the sense that if I cook him even slightly wrong people will light me on fire for my sins but such is the challenge of tackling the mindset of a guy from the 1800s

I digress though we only have two letters to his name so hopefully in the future I’ll have more lore to work with

he plays at having a stable and righteous appearance so he fits in the role of enacting justice but underneath that he’s quite unstable, oscillating wildly between incredibly independent and isolated and severely overprotective and obsessive, he is the definition of hot and cold, he’s trapped very much in a black and white state of thinking

should you try and romance him you’ll be stuck in this weird cycle of him deciding what is best for you, whether that is keeping you ignorant of his business and holding you at a distance or clinging to you so hard it hurts

In the vein of being clingy I think he has a rather bad jealous streak, it especially has him acting up when someone is being too touchy and affectionate with you, it makes him more physically clingy in return because he’s feeling like a territorial asshat, this also plays into sex with you, as he vastly prefers being skin to skin with you as much as he possibly can, the closer pressed to you he is, the better. and yes of course there will be waxplay involved it comes with the man

something that me and my friends have also avidly discussed is the possibility that he would make a wax figure of either you or him and have you fuck it in front of him, or vice versa. this man would fuck a wax figure I’m sorry I hold no doubts about that

if you want to get a deeper layer of freaky (which I’m surprised no one has considered yet) you could engage in a strange threeway with him and his sister, either in a scenario where she is still alive or even when she’s a wax figure adhered to his shoulder (I like to imagine her spirit still haunts him frankly and that her bones are stored inside the figure on his shoulder) either way people need to consider freakin it with both of them because they are both hot and Christina herself is much more stable than Philippe’s moody ass, they balance out the vibes nicely I must say

that’s all for now, if you want to send me more inquiries on specifics by all means I’m happy to dissect him further 🙏

[honey-beann]

Ruiner, Ruination (RK900 x Reader)

Chapter One: Naming Nines

Series Masterlist

Series Synopsis:

After Gavin Reed, the biggest asshat in the DPD refuses to work with the newest android detective, the only RK900 in existence, you find yourself being offered the opportunity in his stead. Post successful android revolution, with a very recently deviated android partner at your side, will the two of you gain the same level of success as Hank and Connor, or will your different manifestations of humanity, and all of the feelings that come along with it, get in the way?

AKA: Reader and Nines get partnered up and grow closer over a series of one-shots and random cases.

Will you become RK900's ruination?

Chapter Content Warnings: None

Word Count: 2,579

"Absolutely not!"

The sounds of shouting nearly made you groan as you slumped down further in your desk, trying to ignore the grown man throwing a temper tantrum clearly visible through the glass just a few yards in front of you.

"Sounds like Gavin found out about his new android partner, huh?"

Muttered one of your coworkers from behind you, and you lamented internally at all of the bitching you were going to be subjected to as a result of this mess. Having your desk situated just a few feet across from Detective Reed's meant having to hear all about his newest complaints and disagreements, even if you had absolutely no interest in them at all. Back when you were still considered a rookie just a year prior, you had hoped this had all been a test, and that you would soon be moved to a less bothersome location, but as time went on with no complaints from you, Fowler appeared to have decided that the arrangement worked just fine as a permanent fixture.

You were less than pleased.

Trying not to be as obvious in your staring as your coworkers, you placed your tablet in your lap, looking up from the blank screen every few seconds to watch Gavin push at some other expensive looking object, his eyes wild with an anger you had grown all too familiar with throughout your somewhat brief time here at the station. Needless to say, you were not a fan of Detective Reed and his childishness, and this extreme act of crazed rage only made you all the more aware of how ridiculous and dramatic he could be.

"All this over some android partner?"

You muttered under your breath, rolling your eyes before returning them down to the tablet in front of you, still blank as you tried to look as busy as possible despite your light work load.

Working in the android crimes unit alongside Lieutenant Anderson, Connor, and Detective Reed had been no walk in the park so far, especially not when the first two made such an incredible team. You and Gavin, on the other hand, had been urged to try your best for a few months, before it was ultimately decided that you both worked best on your own. Or, at least, that's what the amicable write up said. In reality, Reed had made it impossible to work with him over the course of just three months, and after that, you had outright refused a partnership. If you were supposed to receive any form of repercussions for this, they never came, and now, watching Gavin rant and rave through the glass of Fowler's office, you were pretty sure that you knew why.

How could anyone truly expect someone to work well with one of the biggest assholes in the entire city of Detroit?

Yourself and the rest of your coworkers watched on for a while, as Gavin continued to argue his case against a potential asset to his one man show of a team, rolling your eyes jointly at his dramatics until finally, Fowler put his head in his hands and exasperatedly motioned for your desk neighbor to leave. Begrudgingly, you watched as Reed did just that, grumbling something under his breath that had your boss glaring at his back as he exited the room.

Everything was quiet as Gavin approached the desk across from yours once more, and everyone tried to look as busy as possible despite the obvious lack of commotion within the usually busy police department.

You relished in that near silence for a few minutes, before suddenly, Fowler's angry voice sounded from just outside of his office door, his glare fixated on Gavin despite you being the only person he was talking to.

Damn, Gavin really had pissed him off, huh?

"Detective L/n!"

He shouted, and you swallowed thickly before standing at once, nodding in his direction to show that you were listening, At the sight of an actually obedient employee, Fowler seemed to calm a bit, although you noted that his hands were still clenched into fists as he spoke,

"How would you like your very own android partner?"

Shocked, you stared at your boss as if he had lost his mind, fighting the urge to ask him if he was sure he had the right person. You were just barely out of rookie status, nowhere near important enough to have earned an android of your own. But, then again, Gavin had blown it, and the unit needed more hands on experts, whether Gavin wanted to work with one them or not, so in the end, you were pretty much the only other option if they didn't want an android going about solving crimes alone.

Swallowing back your various questions and concerns in favor of simply answering the question at hand, you nodded once at your superior,

"It would be crazy of me to say no to an opportunity like that, sir."

You replied as cooly as possible, taking note of the way that Gavin sneered from his seat across from your own as he rolled his eyes at your words. He had called you a kiss ass since your arrival, but truthfully, you just knew when to use the right kind of language with the right kind of person, unlike the incredibly annoying detective you had been forced to call your partner just a few months back.

"Good. Glad to hear there's at least one sane person in the damn Android Crimes Unit."

He grumbled that last part before clearing his throat and speaking up once more,

"Your assigned model is an RK900, the only one in existence. It was originally created as a prototype advanced deviant hunter, but ever since it's... deviance a few months prior, along with the results of the android revolution, employment in a separate area started being considered. You will guide this android in your field work, and maintain a professional relationship with him regardless of your differences, do I make myself clear?"

Shocked to have heard Fowler address this in front of everyone rather than in a private meeting, you nodded quickly and eagerly in response to his words, watching as your boss signed in relief and ran his hand across his face.

"Good. The model was brought by for tuning and integration this morning. He should be by your desk promptly."

Shocked, you opened your mouth to reply, maybe even ask a few questions, but before you could Fowler had returned to his glass enclosure, picking his desk phone up and dialing a number quickly, his shoulders tense and eyebrows drawn together.

Maybe right now wasn't the best time for questions regarding your new android partner.

Sighing, you sat back down once more, trying not to look nervous as you stared back down at the blank tablet on your desk once again.

That is, until a voice, slightly familiar, and somehow also incredibly foreign to you spoke up from your right.

You yelped in response to the sudden sound, jumping in your chair and twisting around to all but gawk at the intimidating man who stood before you.

He looked incredibly similar to Connor, but somehow the slight differences made him seem like a completely different person, and you could tell by the cold expression on his face that they would in no way be sharing similar personalities. Where Connor Anderson, the RK800 model who had deviated nine months ago, was warm and friendly, always ready to ask about your day, this RK900 model was clearly cool and calculated, his gaze consistently disapproving no matter where or who it happened to fall upon.

And to be the subject of said disapproval? It made you shiver before you could even speak up, giving the android in front of you the opportunity to do so first.

"Hello Detective L/n. I am an RK900 prototype built for the purpose of tracking down and dismantling deviants such as my predecessor. That being said, my previous function has been rendered inconsequential due to my status as deviant, and therefore, I have gained employment here, alongside the RK800 model known to you as Connor, in order to support the DPD in the development of android crimes. I understand that you are to be my partner in this task, is this correct?"

You blinked, shocked at the robotic tone of the supposed deviant who stood before you. You stared for a moment, taking in the crisp white jacket that adorned the android's shoulders, and the blinking model number that could be seen on his chest. He was incredibly intimidating, several inches taller than Connor, and far less friendly. It was as if this android felt no reason at all to utilize it's social interaction protocols, and you couldn't help but wonder if that was yet another unexplored area of deviancy.

Slowly, as if unsure of your own actions, you reached your hand out to the android in front of you, clearing your throat as you did so, trying to shake your nerves and muster up the courage to speak.

"I look forward to working with you..."

You trailed off hesitantly, your heartbeat quickening as you felt the unfamiliar chill of the RK900's hand against your own, that gaze never leaving you as your hands interlocked, shaking in greeting slowly,

"Is there something wrong?"

The RK900 model in front of you asked slowly, his words clearly enunciated and incredibly probing as they passed the artificial pink skin of his lips.

"I, uh, I guess I don't know what to call you."

The android quirked it's head in curiosity before it seemed to understand your words, and nodded,

"Ah, yes, your RK800 model-"

"Connor"

You corrected immediately, knowing how much the android in question disliked being called by his model number, your nerves leaving you for the briefest of moments as you stood up for your friend.

"Right, your... Connor"

The RK900 spoke slowly this time, as if testing the way that the sentence sounded in his ears, and you almost smiled at how much it reminded you of his predecessor.

Suddenly, as if he had been enlightened with the correct words to say, the RK900 model cleared his throat, and spoke up again,

"My predecessor, Connor as you call him, goes by a name. This name was given to him upon his distribution, in order to make him more relatable and easy to trust. I was not built to be trusted, nor related to. To put it simply, Detective, I was built for the purpose of destruction, ruination if you will, and that of my own kind in particular. Therefore, I was not given a name as Connor was upon the start of his mission."

You nodded softly, gazed upward at the oh so familiar stranger that stood above you,

"Right, I guess that does make sense... In that case, can we give you a name?"

You asked, tilting your head in question as the android before you stiffened a bit, quirking a brow in response,

"You wish to name me?"

He asked, and you shrugged softly, trying to ignore the heat that was building in your cheeks,

"Well, not exactly. You can pick it if you want to, I just want something to call you that isn't as long as your model number."

Nodding in understanding, the RK900 thought for a moment, before finally reaching what to him was the most logical conclusion.

"I will allow you to choose, since you are so keen on my having a new name to go by as your partner."

You could have sworn you saw the android smirk a bit as he spoke these words, but you shook it off and started thinking hard about potential names for the man in front of you.

This train of thought lasted far longer than you had ever initially anticipated, and eventually, you found yourself groaning out of frustration, hunched over a notepad at your desk two hours after your initial meeting with your new partner.

"Nicholas?"

You offered hopefully, and the man in front of you shook his head for what had to be the one hundredth time that day, that shadow of a smug grin forming on his lips as he met your gaze again from the desk attached to your own, which he had made himself comfortable at shortly after his arrival.

"It just doesn't suit me."

He explained wryly, and you fought to roll your eyes in exasperation as he utilized the same excuse he had been using for the past twenty names. He had a reason to hate everything.

Sighing heavily, you moved to bury your head in your hands, rubbing at your cheeks before you let out an annoyed huff, glaring over at your new partner.

"Two hours in and you're already impossible."

"Oh, on the contrary, Detective."

The android's response was immediate, long and drawn out as he leaned forward so his elbow was on your desk rather than his own, his smirk predatory in a way that made you almost feel frightened as you swallowed thickly while desperately trying to come up with a new name.

"I think I am being quite cooperative. I mean, I've hardly said a thing about that untouched work load of yours."

He finished teasing, and you shot him another glare, as you stood to pace before your shared desk space.

"Well fine then, if a regular name doesn't work, how about something different?"

You asked exasperatedly, and the RK900 leaned forward towards you in what appeared to be mock anticipation,

"Different you say? Go on then Detective, what do you have in mind?"

You thought for a moment, struggling to think of anything, before finally, your eyes fell on that glowing model number upon his jacket, and finally it hit you.

"Nines,"

You breathed out the name as if it were a prayer, and the android in front of you seemed to hum in response, watching you intently as your gaze moved to meet his own once more, challenging and unwavering.

Just what he was hoping to see.

"I like it."

He said after what had felt like an entire minute of deliberation, and you whooped victoriously and jumped excitedly about the small office in response to those three short words, your grin wide and splitting your face in two.

He watched, annoyed by your strange actions, yet somehow also entertained by how improvised and sudden all of your reactions felt to him.

Were all humans like this? If so, this job would get exhausting very fast.

Eventually, you slowed back down and had the sense to look a bit bashful as you sat across from the RK900 - 'Nines' once more, clearing your throat awkwardly as you started to look at your completely empty tablet for what felt like the one millionth time that day.

"I do hope you know that tablet has been depleted of battery life, Detective."

Nines' voice was laced with a bit of humor and cruelty as he spoke, and you groaned internally upon being caught.

You couldn't find the correct words to respond with, so instead you turned your face away from the man sitting on the other side of your desk, trying to focus on anything else but this near stranger who was supposed to be your partner sometime in the near future.

How were you ever going to make it through this with your sanity?

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Who wants to talk about Tarot Cards for MCSM characters? I know I do.

MAJOR ARCANA

0 · The Fool - Jesse

No-brainer. They're the protagonist, and the start of the adventure. They even have a small, loyal companion like the Fool.

I · The Magician - Romeo

He uses what is basically "magic" to create anything, even claiming that he did it "for you (Jesse)". Also very manipulative and thinks highly of himself.

II · The High Priestess - Harper

Not sure about this one. I just really wanted to put her somewhere. I guess her intellect and knowledge of redstone works here?

III · The Empress - Isa

I'd say she's kinda mother-like to her people and Benedict. She clearly cares about them.

IV · The Emperor - Hadrian

Aside from being a manipulative asshat, he is LITERALLY named after a Roman emperor. His word seems to be law, as even Otto and Mevia can't really go against what he says.

V · The Hierophant - ?

VI · The Lovers - Ellegaard & Magnus

The card's meaning would be reversed here, AKA the other side of the romance coin. It's implied they had a falling out of some kind, probably related to this. These two are rarely on the same page and constantly argue with each other. They can't even stand each other's presence. Of course, none of this means they don't care about each other, because they definitely do.

VII · The Chariot - Axel

He's a bit headstrong, and there's some moments where he decides to do things himself (especially when Jesse does nothing).

VIII · Strength - Petra & Gabriel

This card represents power as well as willpower. Petra and Gabriel are both great fighters, but have different ideals. She believes that they can overcome anything as long as friends together, but he believes the opposite—thinking that friends will only keep you down.

IX · The Hermit - Soren

Soren is a very isolated person. Currently though, we have no idea where he is so I imagine he's gone to do some soul-searching, like The Hermit.

X · Wheel of Fortune - The Order’s Amulet

This card has a lot to do with destiny and fate. The moment the amulet was given to Jesse, it basically dictated what happened around them (when they lose the amulet they're forced to chase and get it back, the Witherstorm was programmed to follow it and by extension Jesse, etc). It's also shaped like a wheel!

XI · Justice - Xara

This was a tough one. I want to say her because she's very much fueled with revenge against Romeo for what he did to her and Fred.

XII · The Hanged Man - Ivor

You could say Ivor sacrificed his friendship with the Order in exchange for the truth of their legend being exposed... but I'm not sure if that counts. Don't know who else fits this otherwise.

XIII · Death - The Witherstorm

This card represents that a phase of one's life is ending, to make way for the next one. The Witherstorm changes pretty much everyone's lives and Jesse's group has no choice but to face it head on (in this case, destroy it).

XIV · Temperance - Olivia

She's rather mellow compared to her two friends, and always tries to avoid any extreme options in favor of the safer ones.

XV · The Devil - Mevia

Gotta admit, even compared to Hadrian, she's kinda bloodthirsty. She wants suffering just for the hell of it (or "for fun" as she's said). Any other remotely reasonable option be damned. Plus, she's also canonically killed Jesse.

XVI · The Tower - The Command Block

This card is about sudden change or chaos. The whole Witherstorm arc started with the Command Block and ended with it (when it was destroyed by Jesse). You could even say the foundation of the Order started to crumble (like The Tower) once they started using it.

XVII · The Star - ?

XVIII · The Moon - Fred

This one's about mystery. We don't know much about him (can say that for most of the cast), but he's the only character that doesn't show in-game with a physical form. Only as a hologram. Also, they're both blue.

XIX · The Sun - Lukas

He's a nice guy. Not to say he hasn't had his ups and downs, but overall compared to everyone else, he's pretty positive and wants everyone else to feel better.

XX · Judgment - Otto

The only sensible person compared to Hadrian and Mevia. Rules are everything to him and are pretty much the law in his eyes. He even says their fate can be decided by Jesse because it was "fair".

XXI · The World - The Admins (Romeo, Xara, Fred)

It's implied they created and/or govern the MCSM world as we know it.

MINOR ARCANA

Three of Cups - Jesse, Axel, Olivia

Friendship trio. What else can I say?

Three of Swords - The Blaze Rods (Aiden, Maya, Gill)

This group was formed out of pure spite for Lukas. They felt "betrayed" by him for hanging out more with the New Order.

Unknown (couldn't decide for them): Cassie, Radar, Stella, Jack, Nurm, Vos

My interpretations/selections are probably unfitting, but they're just my personal picks. Tarot cards themselves are really interesting to me, and even though I don't fully understand them yet, attributing to characters is fun and can help me study them.

Anyone else have their own picks and reasonings? Feel free to add them.