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You're Not Alone in This World

Chapter Twelve

Warnings: a little bit of uncomfy flirting

Word Count: 5k

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Elijah Kamski.

The father of modern robotics. He created life from wires, plastic, and few different chemicals mixed together. A new form of blood. Blue, so humans would know the difference. In some ways, he was God. A few steps down from him, nearly the same level as Andrea.

Elijah was a smart man. But he was also lonely. Perhaps that's why he created androids, to make something that would never leave him. A partner that would always stay no matter how much they probably should have. Elijah wasn't the most… easy to get along with. After creating androids, his ego inflated to an exponential degree.

He was a genius. It was time everyone else knew. However, this isolated him more. Paranoia grew from seemingly nowhere.

People would use him, wouldn't they? To get funds, to get attention, to get anything they could from him. He wanted… no, needed, to isolate himself from all the attention he was getting. Spending a decade at the forefront of the public mind could do a lot to a person.

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2034, August 11th

Andrea Cartier was a fresh Lieutenant after being a plain old detective for several years prior. It wasn't hard to feel pride in herself, she knew she deserved it. Her record was clean and nearly any case that made its way to her desk was solved within the following days. Sometimes weeks, depending on how demanding the case was.

She attended the police banquet held in downtown Detroit. Unfortunately, Hank couldn't make it, considering the fact that he wanted to drink himself to near death in the privacy of his own home and not be surrounded by people who would likely detain him for it.

Hank was Andrea's best, and only, friend. So she was alone. Sure, she could talk to Tina and her wife but it wasn't the same. They didn't know her. Not really. Whatever. Andrea would do anything for free food.

She decided it might be best to wear some sort of dress to the event so she wore a black floor–length evening gown that hugged her body in all the right places. It was sleeveless so it showed off her tattooed arms. Perhaps a police event wasn't the best place to wear such a thing but Andrea didn't have many other formal clothes. She'd need to get more later on, especially if she decided to go to more events like these.

There were a few food tables, some with different sorts of drinks and small hor dourve trays around. Compared to everything else, the tea sandwiches seemed to be the most appetizing. So Andrea decided to simply eat those. She barely paid attention to the actual ceremony. Occasionally, she'd listen to some speeches being made by people who were giving thanks or something of the sort to others in the audience or people who couldn't be there to celebrate with them.

Like Hank.

Distracted by the sandwiches, Andrea thought about Hank. He was like a father to her. Which was saying something because she was far older than him. Hank just… had that fatherly feeling. He'd worry about her but was strict on how she shouldn't worry about him. It was a strange dichotomy—their relationship. For someone like Andrea to take a liking to Hank, it took a lot. Thankfully, they had a lot of time together—considering the fact that they worked together nearly every day.

"Hello…" Said a masculine voice from behind Andrea. She turned, assuming the person was addressing her. "And who might you be?"

Elijah Kamski, in the flesh. Likely there just to be thanked for a few new police androids given to the precinct by Cyberlife. And he was talking to her? Why?

Andrea suddenly became extra aware of her attire. She didn't know much about Elijah but she knew a lot about men. "Lieutenant Cartier." She responded as politely as possible. She didn't like new people. Especially when she wasn't around others she knew.

"Oh? A lieutenant. I thought Anderson was the only lieutenant in the DPD." Elijah moved closer to Andrea. She could see his intentions from a mile away.

The lieutenant cocked an eyebrow at Kamski. How did he know who Hank was? Then the pieces started to be put in place. Gavin mentioned having a brother. A twin. Kamski did look eerily similar to the slimy detective. Maybe a bit worse with his… sterile-ness. It looked too unnatural.

Andrea nibbled on a sandwich and took a small swig from a champagne glass. "I was just promoted a few days ago. Might be why you haven't heard of me." She offered with a light smile.

Kamski looked deep in thought for a moment and Andrea had half a mind to just get herself out of there. "No, I believe I know you. What's your first name again?"

She never gave it but strangely felt inclined to. "Andrea."

"Ah, yes, my brother's coworker Andrea." Kamski smiled, an amused look in his eyes. Likely from a memory he shared with Gavin. He glanced up and down at Andrea. "He never quite explained just how beautiful you were. I imagine it was because he was too busy arguing with you about… whatever." He observed Andrea for a few seconds. "Not a fan of parties?"

The woman shrugged. "Not exactly. I'll go anywhere for free food. I'm just not the biggest fan of… police parties." She admitted with a small laugh. The money spent on these parties could go towards something a bit more productive for the city. Only the Gods know how much they really need it.

"Says the police officer." Kamski joked softly.

"Yes, well… I'm not your typical police officer." That was putting it plainly but Andrea had gotten used to the irony and hilarity of her job as well as her being.

Kamski nodded, waving his hands around slightly. "Certainly don't see ones as beautiful as you every day."

Andrea cocked an eyebrow at his attempt at flirting and silently took a sip of her champagne just to let the man think about what he just did for a few minutes. Really let him sit in embarrassment. If he even felt embarrassment. Andrea wasn't sure if that was an emotion most adult human men felt. At the very least, Kamski didn't feel it. He remained composed with a light mischievous smile on the edges of his lips.

"Would you mind if I gave you my number? You're a good listener." Kamski offered. Thank the Gods he didn't ask for her number or Andrea might have had to have a word with him.

Pursing her lips, Andrea thought for a moment. She didn't particularly like Elijah. Maybe that'd change in a setting not like the one they were currently in. Aw, what the hell? What did she have to lose?

Her dignity, most likely.

But she already lost that a long time ago. Couldn't get worse than that, could it?

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2034, August 13th

Summer was slowly starting to wear off, stagnating at a cool 70 degrees. Compared to the recent 100–degree weather, it was heaven–sent. But, Detroit being Detroit, most people still wore shorts and a tank top just as a precaution. Andrea could care less if she sweated through her long–sleeved shirts and jeans. It was a style choice.

At least Kamski lived on the Lake so he had a bit of a breeze. Andrea took a deep breath of fresh air and smiled slightly. The lake looked especially clear and sparkly that day. Enticing to swim in. Perhaps it was her brother. Toying with her. So she refrained.

Andrea pushed herself off the side of her car and made her way to the front door of Kamski's house. The house itself looked completely out of place. Like someone decided to spray–paint a misshapen brick gray and left it out. More like a prison than a home.

Before Andrea even got the chance to press the doorbell, the door was opened. In the doorway stood an average–sized blonde woman. Her hair was in a bun and she wore a blue knee-length dress. "Oh, I'm sorry—" When finally in full view of the woman, Andrea noticed her LED. She wasn't sure why she wasn't expecting an android to be in Elijah's house.

"It's alright, Lieutenant Cartier." The android smiled gratefully. "My name is Chloe. Elijah has been expecting you." She stood off to the side in order to let Andrea inside. "He has informed me this is more of an informal gathering so I've prepared a snack board. As well as a few drinks, I hope you like wine." She led Andrea through the slightly haunting foyer into the kitchen.

The kitchen wasn't much better. Like the foyer, the walls were a light gray with different wall art and sculptures around. Andrea noticed one of them was made by Carl Manfred. An artist she liked. Not so much as to buy some of his art. It was incredibly expensive. She knew of a few that went for hundreds of thousands of dollars.

Elijah was in similar attire to what he wore at the banquet, sans the blazer. A simple maroon sweater and some black slacks. His hair was in a bun as well.

Andrea glanced down at her own clothes. A T-shirt, a brown leather jacket, and some ripped jeans. They looked like polar opposites. She laughed internally. Couldn't be more accurate.

"It's nice to meet you, Chloe." The lieutenant smiled in thanks, nodding her head. "Perhaps I'll see you again?" She offered as she turned her gaze to face Kamski's.

Chloe nodded as she left the room, a light blue blush on her face. One that Andrea didn't notice.

"I was afraid you wouldn't show up." Kamski admitted, taking a sip of one of the wine glasses on the counter.

Andrea cocked an eyebrow. "Why? Because you're… you?" The woman shrugged and grabbed a few things from the snack board. "Weirdly, I find you… fascinating. The man who gave life to so many people. It has to be… interesting." She pursed her lips in thought.

While Andrea was a God, she did not bring life into the world. Her existence helped lives to be made and even saved a few thousand but it was never as direct as what Kamski was able to do. Her followers simply prayed at a full moon for children and, perhaps, by the next one, they would conceive. Andrea was not the goddess of fertility nor of anything motherhood related but she could pull a few strings.

Kamski cocked an eyebrow at Andrea. They would get along just fine… or so it seemed.

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2039, August 30th

The familiar gray slate door sat in front of Andrea. Almost foreboding. She was nervous. Connor could tell by her twitching fingers and the way she felt the need to shift her weight between her legs. After a while of simply staring at the door, Andrea pressed the doorbell. She was glad she didn't come alone. Connor was one of the most stable things in her life. Besides her siblings. Although, most of them were far from stable.

Connor took her hand and offered a smile. "You're gonna be okay." It was a little… funny to see someone as powerful as Andrea be so nervous about seeing someone they haven't seen in a while.

"True. But I still feel weird as hell." Andrea whispered with a huff.

"And that's totally normal." Connor reasoned.

The door opened. It was Chloe. Except she didn't have an LED in anymore, her hair was down, and instead of her usual elegant blue dress, she wore jeans and a T-shirt. A smile made its way onto her face instantly when she saw Andrea. She opened the door wider.

"Hey." Chloe hummed, hugging Andrea tightly. "It's nice to see you again." Her eyes darted to Connor who just gave her an awkward smile.

The more she thought about it, this was likely a lot more anxiety-inducing for Connor since he had almost killed Chloe for the sake of Kamski proving his deviancy. Andrea couldn't imagine Connor ever going through with it though. She imagined he would have always been deviant. However, there could always be another universe where he wasn't. Where their relationship didn't exist… where he was just a machine.

Andrea thanked the universe she wasn't in that world.

She liked Nines but he was still very reserved when it came to showing his emotions. Andrea loved Connor because he was a deviant. Because he knew how to handle his emotions, mostly. And if he didn't, he'd ask. The victim of his questions would either be Hank or Andrea herself. However, Andrea found his questions cute. She was glad he could be so open with her.

As they entered Kamski’s house, Andrea could feel the nostalgia rushing into her chest. The foyer didn’t change much from the last time she was there. A few small plants were added to liven the place up a little bit. It was needed.

Andrea wondered if Kamski would ever move because this house was so… Not warm. She couldn’t imagine waking up every day in this house and feeling good about her life. Though, she and Kamski were very different people.

“Elijah just finished cooking, you came just in time.” Chloe smiled as she led them through the house.

Kamski cooked? Andrea had to be honest, she didn’t know he could cook. She assumed he was helpless in the kitchen since he had Chloe cook most of their meals when she came over in the past. Chloe noticed Andrea’s questioning look and let out a small laugh.

“To be honest, I thought you might be late.” Kamski said as they entered the kitchen. His eyes ran over Connor as he smiled slightly. “Hello, Connor. It’s nice to see you again… under a less stressful situation.” This was awkward for Kamski too. Just a little bit. “Well… who’s ready to eat?”

The dinner at Kamski’s was actually very nice. They talked briefly about everything that happened between the last time Andrea saw him and now. It was… a lot. Especially since they couldn’t talk about what really happened. While Andrea did trust Kamski with her life, she didn’t trust him with a secret. That may change. He seemed a lot less… deceptive than he used to be. Andrea would give it a few weeks to see if those feelings would go away.

Besides that, Andrea was glad Kamski made some thirium-based foods so Connor could widen his palette. Lately, he’s been on a souvlaki kick. Partly because Andrea would occasionally make them for her lunches and, as soon as Connor got his hands on one, he became addicted. Now, instead of packing one lunch, Andrea would pack for two. Connor didn’t want to admit it but he was almost human appetite-wise.

Walking into the precinct the next day felt a little weird. Everything was just off. Everyone was staring at Andrea and not for the usual reasons. She could tell. Even Gavin, the renowned asshole he was, was quiet. So quiet that Andrea was concerned for his health. She did arrive earlier than her usual time but it wasn’t like she was always late so this was some sort of accomplishment for her. If that was the case, Andrea would be more like Hank.

Andrea leaned over to Connor’s desk, eyes narrowed as she watched Tina who was trying to act like she wasn’t staring at her. For a cop, she was horrible at acting not suspicious. “Why’s everyone staring at me?” She whispered. “It’s unnerving as hell.” Connor simply shrugged, typing at an inhuman rate on his terminal. Andrea huffed. Connor was in on it which meant was of no help.

Did they know what she was? No. Andrea shook her head. If they did, she would’ve been fired as soon as they found out and Connor would have told her if they knew. He wasn’t cruel. In fact, quite the opposite. It’s not that he wouldn’t hurt a fly… it was more that he wouldn’t prolong its suffering. A quick headshot would get the job done without the need for a messy fight. Connor gave Andrea a reassuring look, nudging her slightly. He could sense her stress levels were getting higher.

“Cartier!” Andrea jumped at the sudden calling of her name. Her coworkers were making her uneasy with all the staring. “ In my office!” Whatever it was, she’d have to worry about it later. Fowler needed her.

Connor smiled softly at Andrea as she stood with a huff. Was it so hard just to come out of his office and tell her they needed to talk in private? It seemed like it was for Fowler. Connor watched as his partner left when, suddenly, Nines and Hank appeared next to him.

“Does she have any idea what’s happening?” Hank asked in a muffled voice, part of a pink glazed donut halfway in his mouth. Connor allowed this because, at the very least, it was healthier than alcohol. Nines glanced at Connor. He had the same thing on his mind.

“I don’t think so.” Connor admitted with a light shrug. Since getting to know Andrea, it was far easier to read her unlike when they first met. The air of mystery around her was gone. But he would occasionally have trouble. Andrea, like some humans he knew, was paradoxical. Contradictory. Complex. Confusing… “I believe she is more concerned that the precinct knows the truth about her.”

Nines scoffed as a light laugh escaped his lips. Humans were stupid. They’d never find out because of their own ignorance towards the truth. Connor and Hank stared blankly at Nines. The blue-eyed android stared back with narrowed eyes.

“Did you just–”

“No.”

Fowler glanced up at Andrea once she entered his glass case of an office. “You may want to sit down.” He offered. The comment just made Andrea feel more uneasy. She sat down across from Fowler. Was she getting fired? For what? To Fowler’s knowledge, she did nothing against the law. Nothing that could be a fireable offense. Unless someone was trying to blackmail her somehow. “You’re overthinking too much.” His words cut through Andrea.

Andrea pursed her lips before she let out a breath. “What did you want to talk about?”

“You’re a good kid, Andrea.” Andrea was far from a kid but took the compliment anyway. “You’re a great leader in times of chaos, you’re a helluva detective, I’ve known you for years and you don’t take bullshit. I like that about you. I trust you.” That certainly sounded like he was about to say, ‘I’m sorry, we have to let you go’ to Andrea. She remained quiet to let the man continue. “I’m getting old, if I wasn’t bald, my hair would probably be gray. I want to spend time with the wife and my kids. I don’t want to be living in stress for the rest of my life. I think you might be able to handle it…” Andrea stared, confused. Was he..? “I’m retiring. And I want the next Captain to be someone I trust to run this precinct better than I ever have. I think that person can be you.”

Andrea felt her heart drop to her feet. Be Captain? She had never thought about it before. She assumed the position would go to someone like Hank. While Andrea was experienced, she thought Fowler would go for someone with more experience than she had. Someone who joined fresh out of the academy and worked until they were fifty or sixty.

Fowler continued after a few moments. “Would you want to have that kind of responsibility?” Being Captain of the DPD would be the least of Andrea’s worries.

“It would be…” Andrea took a deep breath. “An honor.”

Fowler smiled. A genuine smile. “Good. Cause I had no other options.” He admitted. “I’ll get things in order on my end to hand the precinct over to you. We’ll probably have a little party or something. I don’t know, Tina said she’d handle it. You’re dismissed.”

Andrea chuckled. Of course, Tina would handle it. “That’s the last time you’re gonna be able to do that.” She said as she walked towards the office exit.

“Yeah…”

“So, Captain Cartier…” Hank smirked as Andrea got back to her desk. “That does sound nice, doesn’t it, Connor?” The android in question nodded, a wide smile on his lips.

Andrea shook her head as a crowd formed around her. “You were all in on it, weren’t you?” She laughed, rolling her eyes with affection.

“I mean, it’s partly Hank’s fault.” Tina admitted. Andrea cocked an eyebrow at the lieutenant.

Hank shrugged, “Me and Fowler hang out occasionally at this jazz bar. He was talking about retirement and shit like that. We all know it wasn’t gonna be me. I’m still a mess, just… in a contained area right now.”

Andrea’s eyes softened with sympathy for Hank. She knew Hank didn’t take it personally but she couldn’t help feeling slightly guilty. Even if Fowler and Hank were similar in age… Hank was of retirement age too.

“You deserve it, Andrea.” Connor set a hand on her shoulder. Overthinking was one of Andrea’s greatest vices. He knew he couldn’t change that about her but perhaps he could ease some of the pain it caused her. “You will be a great Captain. I know it.”

Chris nodded in agreement, “Yeah. Plus, you’ll get your own office now! Away from Gavin.” He teased, knowing the detective in question was listening intently from his desk.

That was a plus. Another plus was the ability to fire him if she needed to. Though, Andrea had a feeling Gavin would be a lot less of an asshole with her in charge. Daniel… she wasn’t so sure of. She’d have to gauge it when she becomes Captain.

“Not to mention…” Tina smirked, “You get a rocking first-day party next week planned by yours truly.” She winked. “Now…. what’s your favorite foods? Because I already have some baklava and spanakopita on my list but I don’t know if that's like a Greek stereotype or if you actually like that. So let me know.” Andrea was about to respond. “Actually, text me 'cause I probably won’t remember off the top of my head.” Andrea had to suppress a laugh as she nodded. She did like Greek food but it wasn’t the only kind of food she ate.

Connor and Nines shared an amused look. Connor was proud of his lover. She absolutely deserved this. She was so kind and loving and yet was full of so much self-doubt that it pained Connor to see her feel like she was undeserving of every good thing that came her way. He blamed it on the weight of the world (or moon) on her shoulders. Nines was proud of his friend. She was nothing but kind to him, even at the beginning of his deviancy. He appreciated her honesty. Why wouldn’t the Goddess of Justice be honest? Well, with those she trusted.

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2039, September 7th

At approximately 10:00 am

The police station was decorated with banners and fliers donned with “CONGRATULATIONS ON YOUR PROMOTION!!!” strewn all around the office. Andrea was almost done moving her things into the Captain’s office. She seemed happy enough and that’s all Connor could ask for. The entire precinct staff was there including a retired Fowler, Kamski, Chloe, Markus, North, Simon, and Josh. The Jericho leaders were happy to see someone who cared about their people put in a higher position of power in the precinct. Andrea may not be able to do much when it came to government but she’d judge the victims and suspects of the precinct fairly.

With a breath, Andrea left her new office and grabbed a spanakopita from the break room. She appreciated the party as a gesture but it wasn’t something she needed. Connor spotted Andrea and made his way over to her. He could tell something was eating away at her. “Pos eisai agapi mou??” He whispered in Greek, eyebrows furrowed.

TRANSLATION:

My love, how are you doing?

Surprised, Andrea looked up at Connor. She knew Connor was an android, therefore he had a million different dialects programmed into him but she never heard him speak her language before. “Eímai entáxei.” She eventually responded in Greek as she took another bite of her snack. “Aplá synklonisménos.” She was glad she had a family, earthly and divine.

TRANSLATION:

I’m alright. Just overwhelmed.

However, they were very different from each other. Andrea would be glad to see any of her siblings or nieces and nephews besides Poseidon. Olympus was rarely empty but the realm of the Gods didn’t feel like home anymore. Before Connor, Andrea wondered if she could reside on the Moon in the same way Poseidon resided in his realm of the Sea. Now, she didn’t see the need for that.

“Vlépo...” Connor pursed his lips. “Would you like to go outside? I believe the moon is visible in the sky since it’s a clear day.” He offered softly. He could tell that simply seeing the moon helped re-energize Andrea. He wasn’t exactly sure why but he equated it to her being a Goddess.

TRANSLATION:

I see…

With a nod, Andrea followed Connor outside. The moon was full. It looked like a perfectly round cloud in the middle of the blue sky. Andrea visibly calmed, leaning against a wall as she looked up at it. Connor intertwined their hands, pressing a kiss to her cheek. He could feel the tension leaving her body. He was glad he could have that effect on her.

The pair stayed there for a while until Andrea turned towards Connor. “I think I’m good now.” Connor knew she needed to decompress, becoming Captain would be stressful for anyone.

Connor hummed in response, admiring the way Andrea’s chest rose and fell with her breathing. Simply knowing the beat of her heart calmed him. He wasn’t sure why. “Would you like to go back inside? Tina might mind but if you want to go home…” Connor’s eyes flicked up to her deep blue ones.

Andrea’s eyes flickered with something dark. “Giatí? Tha boroúsate loipón na échete mazí mou?” She knew Connor loved it when she spoke her native language. And he knew she’d use it to her advantage.

TRANSLATION:

Why? So you could have your way with me?

Another side effect of the full moon. Andrea’s libido would rise exponentially. The daylight suppressed it but at night… Connor couldn’t wait for night.

“Don’t think you want your first time to be in an alleyway, Connor.” Kamski teased. He was leaning just outside the doorway back into the precinct.

Right. Connor only knew of Andrea’s change of… desire at a full moon because she told him. Not because he had any experience with Andrea like that. She was partial to simply locking herself in her room if it became too bad.

Kamski watched the pair for a moment. “You two need to come back inside. Chloe wants to talk to you.” He glanced at Andrea. “Nothing serious, in case you’re wondering. And I think Hank might explode if Nines keeps barring him from the cake.”

“Wait, you didn’t tell me there was cake.” Andrea’s eyes widened. While she was partial to Greek sweets, cake was one of her favorite desserts ever. Chocolate with strawberries was her favorite.

“Yeah. Chocolate…oop. And she’s gone.” Kamski and Connor watched as Andrea ran inside to get a piece. He leaned over to Connor, eyes still trained on Andrea. “Does she still eat a coffee cake almost every morning for breakfast?”

Connor’s eyebrows furrowed. “Yes.” How did Kamski know that?

“Good to know some things never change.” Kamski laughed. Much like his relationship with his brother. That didn’t change. And it probably never would. He then motioned for Connor to come inside so he could close the door.

Connor did. On his way to the main bullpen, he admired his surroundings. The Jericho leaders were talking with Nines, Chloe, and Hank, Chris, Tina, and Sarah were bickering over something, Daniel and Gavin seemed to have a nice rapport (while both awful people, Connor felt glad they could have each other) while Andrea was in the middle of cutting a slice of cake for herself. The cake, as Kamski explained, was chocolate with cream cheese icing and was decorated in a deep blue color and white lettering that read:

HAPPY PROMOTION DAY!!!

It also had a moon in the top right corner as well as a few stars. When Connor asked Tina about it when she brought it in she said “I dunno, Andrea just seems like star and moon girly to me.” Oh, how true that was.

Andrea took a bite of the cake and hummed. “It’s a little sad there’s no thirium in this or I would offer you some. It’s so good.” She bounced a little out of happiness.

[Note to self: next time Andrea gets sad, bake her a cake]

“I’m glad you like it.” Connor smiled after a moment of his LED whirring yellow.

Andrea coughed, setting down her plate as she looked up at Connor. “I know you helped put all this together.” Her eyes softened. Connor knew she’d find out eventually. Although, he wasn’t too concerned about it being a secret. “S'agap��.” She took his hand as she set one of hers on his jaw. “Eísai o ílios apó ton opoío to fengári mou paírnei to fos tou.” Her eyes were so soft. So deep that Connor could see himself getting washed away in them, like the ocean. He didn’t mind.

TRANSLATION:

You are the sun from which my moon gets its light.

Connor’s LED turned pink. Hot pink. Previously, Andrea wasn’t one to express her love in so many words. He liked it. Perhaps she was more comfortable doing it in her native language.

From across the room, Kamski and Chloe watched the exchange. Everyone else was too busy talking or trying to get a little work done. “You think I should fix that?” Kamski spoke. The pink LED phenomenon wasn’t something he’d seen in an android before. Whether that was because most deviants took off their LED after deviancy or some other thing, he wasn’t sure. Was it a bug? If so, it seemed only Connor had it.

“No.” Chloe tilted her head slightly as she watched the pair share a kiss. “She likes it.”

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takeashineto · 5 months ago

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What do I do when my usual places run dry of rps? Why, I run back to tumblr of course!

Currently on the hunt for rp’s for my current fandom obsessions! I’m 19, and would prefer my partners to be 18+ for comfort’s sake. I’m in EST, but my sleeping schedule is currently fucked so, that might not matter as much. I usually write anywhere from semi-lit to lit, but I go with the flow of the rp itself. I’m chatty OOC, and also please note that communication is important to me, if I’ve gone about a plot idea a wrong way or you disagree with how I’m playing something, please let me know, I will do my best to accommodate! Finally, no OCs please.

That’s all I can think of for guidelines, so let’s get into the nitty gritty of my fandoms!

Here’s a list of my biggest fandom interests right now, along with the characters I’m most comfortable playing. I’ll list ships or pairings I’d especially like to do where applicable, but I’m definitely open to more than just those combinations, or to those combinations as non-romantic! If you have a ship in mind, bring it up, there’s a chance I ship them too! For most of these I don’t have a whole lot of specific plot lines in mind, but I’m very happy to brainstorm something together!

Baldur’s Gate 3

Gale Dekarios, Halsin Silverbough, Shadowheart Hallowleaf, Wyll Ravengard, Astarion Ancunin, def!Durge

Halsin/Astarion, Wyll/Astaron, Shadowheart/Lae’zel, Gale/Astarion, Gale/Halsin, Shadowheart/Karlach, def!Durge/Gortash

Criminal Minds

Derek Morgan, Jennifer Jareau, Emily Prentiss, Aaron Hotchner

Derek/Spencer, Emily/JJ, Aaron & Spencer, Derek/Garcia

Detroit: Become Human

Elijah Kamski, Connor, RK900/Nines, Gavin Reed, Hank Anderson, Markus

Elijah/Connor, Gavin/Connor, Gavin/Nines, Markus/Connor

House M.D.

Gregory House, Lisa Cuddy

House/Wilson

Stranger Things

Steve Harrington, Nancy Wheeler, Max Mayfield, Billy Hargrove, Eddie Munson

Steve/Eddie, Steve/Jonathan, Nancy/Robin, Max/El, Billy/Steve

Ted Lasso

Ted Lasso, Roy Kent, Jamie Tartt, Sam Obisanya

Ted/Trent, Roy/Jamie, Jamie/Sam, Ted/Rebecca, Ted/Beard

If I’ve caught your interest with any of these, please send me a message! These are my tried and true, and I’m pretty much always open to them. If not, thank you for reading anyways! Have a good one. :)

#criminal minds rp #baldurs gate 3 rp #baldurs gate rp #detroit become human rp #dbh rp #house md rp #stranger things rp #ted lasso rp #ted lasso #dbh #bg3 #stranger things #roleplay #rp request #fandom rp

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cxrveaux · 6 months ago

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Because my dumb bitch ass binge watched CBS ghosts and ended up getting so into it, I made an ENTIRE SELF INSERT OC. (help me.) but now that I’m here on tumblr I might as well rant about said character to anyone interested 💔

His name is Elijah Anderson and he’s some 14 year old from 1999 who had been living in the Bronx before being abandoned on the property by his parents and dying of hypothermia 15 hours later. He’s elusive and has trust issues due to being abandoned by his parents and spent 25 years in the forest around the mansion hence why nobody is really aware of his presence except for Flower who has seen him a couple of times? But she’s kind of ditsy and not entirely there so she doesn’t really bring up/remember to mention him. The way the others probably find out about his presence is due to the fact that Flower was rambling and randomly mentioned “the kid in the woods.”

At first the other ghosts + Sam thought he was a human kid due to his lack of response to Flower’s presence (which wasn’t true, Flower would typically approach Elijah but he’d end up talking her out of being near him because of her short term memory)

But when it became apparent that Jay couldn’t perceive him, the others decided that this definitely was some ghost kid who had been on the property without the others knowing. So, the other ghosts would probably try some wild ass confrontation tactics on him which would probably just drive him away further from them (since he’s already very untrusting)

Eventually they were like “Pete getcho ass out there, you actually worked with children at some point” and even though Elijah was initially weary of him, Pete managed to get some sort of explanation (ex. Him hiding in the forest for so long) and long story short just came back to the mansion. (Got a bit lazy on this part, but it’s 2 am and I’m a sleep deprived 13 year old who doesn’t know how to write, bite me)

BUT…I did end up writing every single one of his relationships with the other characters so we’re gonna put that on here too 💔

Alberta: She’s surprisingly protective and almost motherly towards Elijah. She’s entertained by him poking fun at people (bonus points if directed at Isaac), and takes pride in his enjoyment of jazz music.

Pete: He’s probably the nicest to Elijah out of everyone. He’s very understanding of his trauma and helped him get more comfortable interacting with the others.

Trevor: They have a fairly strong bond with each other. Elijah is a bit disinterested in his whole “omg women” shtick, but they definitely pull pranks on the others together.

Hetty: She thinks Elijah is a bit abrasive and tries to avoid him mostly, which gave him the idea that she flat out doesn’t like him. This also makes her fall victim to a lot of his and Trevor’s antics.

Isaac: He’s an easy target to Elijah, and probably nothing more (because he’s gay and smelly 💔). However, I did think of an idea of Elijah being a closeted bisexual and turning to Isaac for advice.

Flower: Flower is pretty oblivious to his presence for the most part, even though she was the one who found him while she was frolicking outside. However, I don’t feel like Elijah would pick on her as much? Mainly since he thinks she’s really nice and doesn’t want to deal with Thor.

Thor: He’s definitely the most annoyed by this bitch ass child and would not think TWICE about throwing Elijah out the window. No silver lining, he’s just annoyed by this kid. He consistently also does this thing where he puts him on top of the fridge so he can’t get down unless he jumps off. The only thing I can see those two getting along about is watching bugs.

Sasappis: They probably just tolerate eachother. Sas occasionally will also partake in Trevor and Elijah’s pranks? But Elijah has too much damn respect for him to throw daggers at Sas (also because he knows that Sas knows how to insult people back and doesn’t want to risk that because he’s emotionally unstable)

Nigel: They’re cool with eachother? Like they both enjoy watching bugs (and they both like Spice Girls) but he also probably looks to Nigel for advice.

Nancy: Elijah is TERRIFIED of Nancy along with the other cholera ghosts. If homeboy had the choice between reliving freezing to death and going down into the boiler room, he’d choose death.

and to conclude here’s some extra headcanons about him because I have NOTHING but time.

-He’s constantly trembling uncontrollably as a side effect of being out in the cold for so long.

-His breath fogs up everywhere he goes

-Regardless of whether someone’s a ghost or not, just him being present is like “ayo did it get colder in here?”

-Any living that passes through him becomes inexplicably cold for a short period of time.

-He tends to communicate through ASL because he’s semiverbal anyways and his voice is permanently nasally.

-He is autistic and dyspraxic.

-He REALLY likes Garfield. Like he has encyclopedic knowledge on that damn cat.

#ezra says shit #rxadkillz art #cbs ghosts #ghosts cbs

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nightmarefuele · 8 months ago

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muse directory.

repression is a huge theme on this blog. smut happens (usually in body horror font), but don't expect it.

Nosferatu (2024);

Ellen Hutter ; lily-rose depp Thomas Hutter ; nicholas hoult Count Orlok ; bill skarsgård ; do not expect me to sanitize or sterilize him.

Dune, Star Wars, general gritty sci-fi;

Qimir | The Stranger; manny jacinto ; might feature a knight verse in addition to some canon na-Baron Feyd-Rautha ; austin butler ; draws 98% from the '24 film. Verosha Aniseya ; amandla stenberg Ren (of 'the' Ren) ; adam driver ; a heavily divergent/'oc-ified', post(usually)-snoke, visceral horror, gritty lean from star wars' kylo ren. Shin Hati ; ivanna sakhno ; ahsoka. Kylo Ren ; adam driver ; as close to kylo 'canon' as i'm capable of writing, but solely draws from tfa characterization. Mae-ho Aniseya ; amandla stenberg Paul-Muad'Dib Atreides ; timothee chalamet ; leans on the book(+ messiah) from time to time. Lady Margot Fenring ; léa seydoux. Officer KD6-3.7 ; ryan gosling ; blade runner 2049 . Ezra ; pedro pascal ; prospect (2018). Cee ; sophie thatcher ; prospect (2018).

bg3;

Raphael ; andrew wincott Ketheric Thorm ; j.k. simmons Astarion ; neil newbon ; incredibly selective muse. no smut. primarily ascendant. Gale ; tim downie Shadowheart ; jennifer english Gortash ; jason isaacs

villains, antiheroes;

John Constantine ; keanu reeves Loki Laufeyson ; tom hiddleston ; selective muse. fuck u i don't consider post-tdw canon. ciao Jonathan Crane ; cillian murphy ; selective muse

bleak, flexible, modern;

Lisa Nova ; rosa salazar ; brand new cherry flavor. Connor, the Android sent by CyberLife ; bryan dechart Elijah Kamski ; d:bh ; neil newbon Hank Anderson ; d:bh ; clancy brown Sofia Falcone ; cristin milioti ; i'm in love with this crazy bitch Elliot Alderson ; rami malek ; mr. robot. Phillip Price ; michael cristofer ; mr. robot. Leon ; joey bada$$ ; mr. robot. Lisbeth Salander ; rooney mara ; the girl with the dragon tattoo (2011) . Berry Rydell ; young josh hartnett ; freelance private security officer from william gibson's virtual light trilogy, based in retrofuturist nocal and socal. just a guy doing his own thing and getting caught up, routinely, somehow, in the national (but very top-secret) dickfight over some expensive glasses. + virtual reality, or whatever. Control (John Rodriguez) ; bob morley ; based on authority by jeff vandermeer, and annihilation, book and film, exploring hypnosis/mind control and consequent distrust, or outright paranoia. operates at the branch-end of a highly bureaucratic and mysterious organization. eventually ends up at Southern Reach, "...a secret agency that manages expeditions into a place known as Area X, an uninhabited and abandoned coastal area of an unnamed country which nature is gradually reclaiming." 'nature', in this context, being a cute/tame word. refers to his guns as 'gramps', 'grandpa', 'grandpap', etc. 6" tall, impassive. Tangerine ; aaron taylor-johnson ; bullet train .

apocalypse;

Joel Miller ; pedro pascal Imperator Furiosa ; anya taylor-joy. (alyla browne.) Dr. Dementus ; chris hemsworth.

aus are fun. hit me with em or forever hold your peace.

ocs, always subject to adapt and update on a thread-to-thread basis;

Oeznik Ambroicz ; cillian murphy ; loosely based on a character from an original script. flexible iterations. director of an institute/facility (sometimes agency, depending on setting and historical values) that focuses on exploring the residual elements that paranormal trauma leaves behind. these elements can be purely psychological, physical, combined, or, sometimes, paranormal themselves. in other iterations, to draw further on lovecraftian or cthulhu mythos elements, oeznik may lean more private investigator, or 'freelance', for his own mysterious and often unexplained purposes. focused and preoccupied when fixed securely inside his element; wary and suspicious when not. Nadya ; sara serraiocco, sara montpetit ; lab experiment turned a) runaway, b) interdimensional spy/assassin, c) something something time shenanigans. or simple modern ones. who the fuck knows. Dorian Yu ; christian yu ; tba. loosely based on christian yu's musical creations. relies either on psychological themes (wherein dorian is bipolar), for stories more grounded in realism, or the supernatural. heavily flexible, works into most (if not all) modern environments. can be taken a vaguely sci-fi or heavily cyberpunk route. (he's fun. smiley ball of energy and sunshine, or depressive and vaguely antagonistic shut-in.) prone to delusions, dissociation, and in severe instances, amnesia. Fifine ; anya taylor-joy ; random modern verse shenanigans. (the) Insomnium ; tbd. ; developed and hatched by a cult of space witches moreso than born. derived from an organically inorganic (or just inexplicable) substance. for tumblr purposes, blends the idea of dune's 'voice'. cult functions similarly on some levels to the b.g., but is entirely an unknown. stems from the same gritty, visceral horror environment and themes as the ren. (especially picky about where i throw this one.) space cultists tba.

#.| muse directory.

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orangeinecstasy · 1 year ago

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creative writing ࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟelijah hewson

paring: eli x fem!oc

summary: meeting eli in s creative writing class.

a/n: wanted to experiment with writing something from the guy's povs so here we go! lmk if you guys would want a part two for this or maybe other stuff from the guy's povs.

wc: 3.8 k

*reblogs, notes, and feedback are greatly appreciated!!

"What do you have for your last class again?" Robert said, leaning against the lockers as I shut my own. I look down at my schedule, eyes scanning it.

"Uhh, creative writing with Mr. Smith," I push a hand through my hair, a nervous habit I had picked up in the past few months.

"Good luck with that one, lad. I heard he's a real dick," he patted my shoulder gently as we made our way down the crowded hall. Sighing, I glance down at my schedule again, trying to pretend I was happy with my class pick.

"I just need this year to be fucking over so that I don't have to worry about this shit anymore," I shove my schedule into one of my notebooks, hoping that it'll magically change as it's pressed between my physics notes. I glance down at my watch. "Shit, I'm going to be late. I'll see you a practice today," I said before spilling off from Robert.

"Good luck!" He yells as I sprint down the hallway, entering the class just before the bell rings.

"Good timing, Mr. Hewson," Mr. Smith, a man in his late forties wearing a tweed blazer and glasses that are slightly too small for his face, says as he stands behind the podium in the middle of the room. I flash him an awkward smile before looking around the room and finding an empty seat next to the windows overlooking the courtyard.

The bell rang, signaling the start of class. Mr. Smith cleared his throat as he straightened his posture. "Good afternoon, everyone. As most of you know, I'm Mr. Smith. Welcome to your senior writing sem-" His words were cut off by a knock at the door. He looked over, slightly annoyed to be interrupted to see the headmaster with a girl my age, with brown curly hair and the same blue uniform that all the other girls wore, standing next to him.

"Sorry to interrupt, Mr. Smith. This is Clara Anderson. She's new to our school," He said, resting his hand on her shoulder, I'm guessing to comfort her. "That's fine," he said, looking over his glasses at her. "You can sit next to Elijah Hewson. Mr. Hewson, please raise your hand," I did as told, my eye's following her as she sat down next to me.

"Hi," she whispered with a small smile, the American accent surprising me slightly. "Hey," I said, returning the smile as Mr. Smith started rambling again.

I look out the window, mindlessly watching the rain fall as I sit in Mr. Smith's class again. We had been in school for a few months, and the class hadn't become more enjoyable. The only thing that made the class even somewhat bearable was Clara. Though we didn't talk a ton, it was nice when we chatted occasionally.

I discovered that her parents had moved here from America because her Dad did something with international relations, and she had a younger brother named Jonah. We talked about music some, and I told her about the band that I was in. Yeah, I was trying to impress her, but who wouldn't when you're talking to a beautiful girl. I was snapped out of my daydreaming by hearing my name being called.

"Huh, yeah?" I said, eyes quickly flashing from the window to Mr. Smith.

"Are you ready to present your poetry assignment?" he said clearly unamused, eyebrow cocked as he and the rest of the room looked over at me.

"Uhh..." I stammered, knowing that I had totally forgotten about the assignment.

"Do you mind if I present Mr. Smith?" Clara said, in the mists of unpreparedness.

He rolled his eyes. "If you must," He said, moving away from the podium so she could present.

She grabbed her notebook and walked to the podium. Her curls fell over her shoulder as she flipped her notebook open, hands gripping it nervously. "This one is called Summer," she quickly pushed her hair behind her shoulder before starting to read.

Everyone always told me that summer love never lasts

But my heart yearned

It craved that feeling

So I didn't listen

Then I met you

Bright smile, blond hair, eyes that crinkled when you laugh

So I gave in

But now

As the weather grows colder

Blossoming falling

Leaves changing

I can feel your hands grow cold as I grip them tighter

Trying to hold onto something

Trying to hold onto you

But then you pulled away

Leaving me surrounded by the falling leaves

As I wished that I could just go back to that summer

She paused for a moment after reading her pome before shutting her notebook. "Thank you," she smiled gently, the class clapping loudly as she returned to her seat beside me.

"You really saved my ass. Thank you," I whispered, leaning over so she could hear me clearly. "Yeah, it's no problem," she smiled, her cheeks pricking with a slight blush. I nod, smiling.

The bell chimed, causing everyone to gather their stuff and leave the classroom, excited to go home and experience the weekend. "Hey, Clara!" I yelled, causing the girl to stop in the middle of the hallway.

"Yeah?" she said as I caught up, fingers running through my hair. "Are you doing anything tonight?" I asked.

"Hmm, I don't think so. Why?" she asked as we stared down the hallway together.

"Well, you know that band I'm in? We're playing a show at one of my friend's parties, and I was wondering if you wanted to come?" I said, messing. With the rings of one of the notebooks I was carrying.

"Yeah, I'd be down," she smiled, nodding. "Here, just text me the details," she grabbed the pen clipped to one of her notebooks, grabbed my hand, and wrote down her number.

"I'll see ya tonight," she said with a slight wave before walking off.

"Yeah, see you then," I said quickly before staring down at my hand where she had written.

"Eli, you haven't stopped checking your phone for the last thirty minutes. So what is going on?" Rob said as he sat on the couch next to me.

"Sorry, I guess I'm just kind of out of it," I shove my phone back into my pocket, leaning into the plush leather couch.

"It's probably that American girl, Clara, or whatever her name is," Ryan said as he walked into the room, cracking open a can of soda.

"Oooh, do you have a thing for her now or something?" Rob said with a smirk, nudging me with his elbow. My hands ran over my face, causing the sigh that escaped through my lips to be slightly muffled.

"I don't know. She might be coming to the show tonight, but she hasn't texted me back, and I'm just ugh," I huff, rubbing my hands on my jeans.

"I'm sure she's just busy. I wouldn't worry about it," Josh said as he kicked his feet up on the coffee table. He was always so positive, and usually, it was nice, but this time it was slightly annoying.

"Yeah, yeah," I said before feeling my phone vibrate in my pocket. Quickly, I pull my phone out of my pocket, and a text notification from Clara appears on my screen.

Thanks! Can't wait to see you play tonight. Tell the guys good luck for me :)

I smiled down at my phone as my fingers moved across the keys, responding with a simple, Will do

"Was that her?" Robert said, leaning over to look at my phone. I nod, a bright smile on my face. "She's coming, lads. We need to perform better than we ever have." The guys cheered, Ryan and Josh crashing their soda cans together in celebration.

The music from the speakers caused the floor underneath me to vibrate as I pushed through the crowd to get to the drinks. As I made my way over, I saw Clara, out of that familiar blue uniform and instead in blue jeans and a white off-the-shoulder top that exposed her collarbones.

"Hey, Clara," I said as I pulled a Heineken from one of the coolers. "Hey!" she smiled, using a bottle opener to remove the cap. "Enjoying the party?" I said, reaching into the cooler to grab my own beer, the cool green bottle pressing against my skin. She shrugs,

"Yeah, I'm here with some friends, so that's nice." She sips her drink. "When do you go on?" she hands me the bottle cap opener. "In a couple of minutes. I'm kind of nervous," I chuckle weakly, opening my beer and taking a swig. She touched my shoulder gently, that beautiful smile still on her lips.

"You're going to do great," she said before looking past me momentarily. "Shit, my friends are calling me. I promise I'll be watching. Good luck," she squeezes my shoulder, kissing my cheek softly before walking back into the crowd. I turned to watch her as she walked away, my heart skipping a beat as my hand reached up to touch my cheek.

I shake my head slightly, pushing through the crowd again to find the lads. "Eli, there you are. Fuck. We're on in two minutes," Ryan said, fiddling with the drumsticks.

"Sorry, I was just getting a drink," I hold up the Heineken, taking a long swig before setting it down on some random table. I wipe the sweat from the bottle on my jeans before slipping my guitar strap over my shoulders.

"Hey guys, you ready?" Jack, our friend hosting the party, said. "Yep," I said, grabbing a guitar pick from my pocket.

Jack steps onto the makeshift stage, tapping the mike gently to see if it was turned on. "Hey everyone, how are we feeling tonight?" The crowd cheered in response, some people lifting their drinks into the air. "That's what I'm talking about! Now, I'd like to introduce you to my good friends. Please give a big round of applause for Inhaler!" He steps away from the mike, clapping as the lads and I walk on stage.

"Thanks, Jack," I say, plugging the amp into my guitar. "Hey guys, we're Inhaler. This song is called I Want You. Hope you enjoy," I strum the guitar, ensuring it is still in tune before looking over at Robert and Josh, both nodding that they're ready. I take a deep breath, looking out into the crowd and seeing Clara beautiful as ever. She gives me a small wave and a smile that I return before starting the set.

Once our set was finished, the crowd erupted in cheers. "Thanks, everybody. Enjoy the rest of the party," I unplug the amp from my guitar, giving the crowd a small wave before leaving the stage. "That was fucking amazing! They loved us!" Robert said, wrapping his arm around Josh's shoulder, a goofy grin on his face.

"Yeah, great job, guys," I smile, setting my guitar back into its case. My hands push through my hair as my eyes scan the crowd, quickly finding Clara. "I'll catch up with you guys later," I move past Rob and into the crowd.

"You were fucking amazing!" Clara yelled over the music. "Thanks! I'm going out for a smoke. Want to come?" I leaned down, hoping it would allow her to hear me clearly. She nods. "Yeah, sure!" I take her hand, allowing us to wave through people so as not to get separated.

I take a deep breath as we set out into the night's cool air, the deck empty as I lean against its railing, quickly lighting a cigarette. "She's so beautiful," Clara said, looking at the sky. The bright moon cast light onto her skin, giving it a soft glow. "Yeah, she is," my eyes didn't leave her.

"Did you write that first song you played?" She turned to me, leaning slightly against the deck's railing. "Yeah, the lads and I write everything together," I take a long drag from the cigarette.

"Want a drag?" I say, holding it out to her. "Fuck it," she shrugs, inhaling deeply, causing her to cough as the smoke leaves her lips. I laugh, taking the cigarette back. "First time?" she nods, her coughing slowly subduing.

"Yeah, it's kinda taboo in America," she fiddles with her beer bottle, a phone chiming and cutting through the silence. Clara pulled her phone out of her pocket, reading something on her screen.

"Shit, I've got to head home. I really enjoyed tonight. Thanks for inviting me," she smiled gently. "I can drive you home if you'd like," I said, stubbing out my cigarette. "That'd actually be super helpful," she slipped her phone back into her pocket. "It's just out front," I motioned towards the driveway.

The car's top was down, and the cold night air pushed into the car. Clara's eyes were again fixed on the starlit sky above as we drove through the dark countryside, slowly returning to the city. It was quiet the whole ride, but it wasn't awkward. There was something almost comforting about just being with her. I parked in her driveway, shutting off the car.

"Thanks for the ride," her hand ran through her windswept hair, trying to push it back into its regular position.

"It's no problem at all," I smile, focusing, moving from her eyes to her lips, then back again. The space between them got smaller as she leaned in. I sucked in a breath as her eyes moved to my lips before looking at me. I leaned in, kissing her gently. She smiled into the kiss, soft lips melting into mine. I blushed as she pulled away, a small laugh leaving her lips.

"I'll see you on Monday," she said as she exited the car.

"See you" I responded faintly.

I waited in the noisy airport, families, school groups, and corporate workers passing me as I stood outside the arrivals gate. Clara was finally coming back from America after visiting her family.

Even after her family had moved back, she decided to stay in Ireland and attend university here. Though I told her I would support her no matter what, I was happy that she decided to stay. But that was a couple of years ago now that she was about to graduate from university.

"Where is she?" I mumble, looking down at my phone to make sure I had the right gate. "ELIJAH!!!" I heard a familiar voice scream. Looking up, I see Clara running towards me. I wrap my arms around her tightly as she reaches me, picking her up and spinning her around.

"I missed you," I say as her sweet scent consumes me. "I missed you too! Ugh, it's so great to be back. You don't understand. Well, I guess you kinda do now. Don't ya, rockstar?" she nudges me gently, causing me to laugh as I take her suitcase.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever," I shrug, the two of us making our way out of the airport, Clara talking about all the family drama she found out when she was back in the States.

"Surprise!" the lads and some of our other friends said as Clara entered my apartment, setting off party poppers that scattered confetti into the air. "Awe, guys, you're so sweet," Clara says, her face bright with happiness.

"I missed you so much, lovey," Lizzy, Clara's best friend, says as she hugs her tightly. "I missed you too," she hugged, greeting everyone else before settling on the couch beside Ryan. "I'm fucking exhausted, guys," she sighed, leaning back into the couch.

"That's a shame. I guess you won't want to go to the party tonight," Robert says, knowing that it would only push her to go. "Rob, seriously," I say, slightly annoyed.

"Party?" Clara perked up, her eyebrow raising. "I can always go to a party," Rob looked over at me, a pleased smile on his face. "See Eli, she wants to go!" he motions in her direction, his smile growing. I clear my throat, clasping my hands together.

"One of our friends is throwing a party tonight. I wasn't going to tell you because I knew you'd just be back, But Robert," I look over at him, jaw clenching slightly, "has now broken the news," his arm wraps around my shoulder, pulling me into him.

"Oh, come on, Eli. She's an adult. She can make her own decisions. Can't you, Clara?"

She laughs, nodding, "Of course, I can."

"Clara, you ready?" I say as I slip on my shoes, glancing in the mirror to ensure I look decent. "Yeah!" she says as she walks into the living room, her more casual airport outfit replaced by a black mini skirt and a small graphic t-shirt. "Is this okay?" she did a little spin, allowing me to take in all of her. I swallow hard before responding. "Yeah, you look great," I smile.

The party was already crowded by the time we got there, pushing our way into the apartment. "I'm going to go get a drink," Clara yelled over the music. I nodded in response before she walked into the crowd. I wandered around momentarily until I finally found Ryan and Josh sitting on a couch, smoking a joint.

"Hey, lads," I settle myself on the armrest of the couch. "Want some?" Ryan holds out the joint to me, smoke slipping from his lips. I shake my head, "I'm good," he nods, handing it back to Josh.

"How are you feeling? Still going to tell her?"

I shrug, fiddling with one of the rings. "I don't know. I just don't want to fuck our friendship up," I sign, hand brushing through my hair.

"If you don't do it not, you'll never do it," Josh said, taking the puff of the joint as its light fizzled out between his fingers.

"We'll just see what happens."

Clara appeared from the crowd, making her way in our direction. "Hey guys!" her smile was brighter than usual. "Eli," she says, handing a beer out to me. "Thanks," she hums, sipping her beer as I grab mine from her hand.

"I missed this. I missed you guys. You don't know how fucking happy I am to be back," a small laugh followed her words, the dim lighting casting beautiful shadows across her face.

"We're happy to have you back. Especially this one," Ryan says, hand coming down hard on my thigh. I could feel the heat creep up in my face.

"What can I say? I'm enchanting," she flipped her hair jokingly. Even though she was joking, it was true.

We talked for a little longer until the song changed to Lets Go To Bed by The Cure, causing Clara's eyes to light up. "OH MY GOD, I FUCKING LOVE THIS SONG!" she set her beer down on the table next to me. "Eli, come on, you have to dance with me!"

I shake my head smiling. "I'm good. You have fun, though," I say, gesturing to the crowd of people dancing. "Boring," she rolled her eyes playfully, smile still on her lips before going out to dance.

I take a long drink from my beer before standing and telling the guys I am going out for a smoke. I stepped outside into the cold night, watching the cars below pass as I lit my cigarette. I was getting in my head too much. I just had to do it. I had to tell her, but something was holding me back. I take a long drag from a cigarette, holding the smoke in my lungs until it burns slightly, then letting it drift from my lips.

God, you're such a fucking pussy, Elijah. You could have any girl you wanted in the tenth of a second, but you're too scared to ask the girl you've been in love with for years? Fuck this. I take another long drag from the cigarette before stubbing it out on the metal railing, walking back into the apartment, determined to confess my feelings to Clara finally.

I move through the crow of people, eyes moving along people's faces as I try to find her. Finally, I spot her in the corner of the room, another beer in her hand, as some guy leans down, saying something in her heart that causes her to laugh. My jaw clenches tightly as I make my wave over.

"Hey Clara," my arm slips around her waist, pulling her close. "Hey!" her arm wraps around my shoulder. "Mark, this is Eli. Eli, this is Mark" My eyes scan him for a moment. "Nice to meet you," he says with a smile. I nod my head, giving a slight hum in response.

"Can I talk to you outside for a minute?" I whisper in Clara's ear, causing her eyebrow to raise. "Do you think you can wait a sec?" she says, glancing at Mark. "It's kind of important," Mark clears his throat, rubbing his nape.

"I'm going to go. But I'll see you later, yeah?" Clara eye's cut in my direction for a moment, a smile quickly returning to her face as she responds. "Yeah, definitely!"

"Eli, you totally fucking cockblocked me back there," he says with a smile. I nod my head, giving a slight hum in 0talk to you outside for a minute?" I whisper in Clara's ear, causing her eyebrow to raise. "Do you think you can wait a sec?" she says, glancing at Mark. "It's kind of important," Mark clears his throat, rubbing his nape.

"I'm going to go. But I'll see you later, yeah?" Clara eye's cut in my direction for a moment, a smile quickly returning to her lips. "Yeah," Mark responds with a nod.

"Oh, excuse me. Mark looked so fucking ravishing. I was getting turned on for you," I say as the two of us step onto the balcony. She scoffed, rolling her eyes.

"Jesus, what the fuck is your problem?"

"You! You're the fucking problem. Ever since you left, I haven't been able to get you out of my mind, and now that you're back and here, it all feels too real."

There's a beat before she responds, "Eli, what are you trying to say?"

I look down, the leather of my boots glowing slightly from the moonlight, "What I'm trying to say is,"

I pause, looking back up at her. "What I'm trying to say is, is that I'm in love with you, Clara."

Before I could even think, her lips were pressed against mine, the strawberry taste of her lips making my brain go numb as the kiss grew deeper. Her arms wrapped around me, pulling me close. My hands naturally found her waist as I smiled slightly into the kissing, humming happily as she pulled away.

"Elijah Hewson, you are the fucking dumbest person I know," she shook her head, causing me to laugh. "How so?" I say, glancing down at her lips for a moment, her lipstick slightly smudged.

"Because I've been in love with you since we were in creative writing senior year," she says, laughing.

"Wait, seriously?"

She flicks my forehead gently, "Yes, idiot."

"Hey!" I rub my forehead as she continues to laugh.

"That's what you get."

"Oh well, at least I have you now," I say, kissing her once again, the night fading around us.

#bobby skeetz #eli hewson #elijah hewson #inhaler band #inhaler dublin #josh jenkinson #robert keating #inhaler #inhaler oneshot #ryan mcmahon

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angelic-writer · 7 months ago

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Here's the sexualities for my OCs.

Mimicry Project

Mavis Mallard - Straight

Carter Rodriguez - Straight

Tyler Lecher - Bisexual

Gavin Ozpin - Gay

Charlotte Mallard - Lesbian

Lucille Bertram - Pansexual

Julia Markwood - Straight

Nikki Donovan - Bisexual

Julius Rodriguez - Gay

Micah Davies - Gay

Cyrus Anderson - Transgender (FtM), Asexual

Sean Merkle - AroAce

Tim Matthews - Bisexual

Keith Boseman - Straight

Aaron Collins - Straight

Elijah Reed - Gay

Arthur Halewood - Gay

Cain Adams - Asexual

Abel Adams - Demisexual

Nicholas Donovan - Gay

Isaac Wilson - Pansexual

Noah Wilkins - Pansexual

Jeremy Reeves - Bisexual

Moses Clarkson - Bisexual

Matthew Lewis - Gay

Luke Lewis (Luke Morrison before marriage) - Gay

Crystal Valley High

Sonia Walker - Questioning

Carly Jackson - Bisexual

Sophie Patterson - Lesbian

Katherine Howard - Lesbian

Victoria Anderson - Pansexual

Oliver Garfield - Straight

Rosamond

Zoey - Lesbian

Sherry - Lesbian

Amy - Lesbian

Erika - Lesbian

#My OCs #The Mimicry Project #Crystal Valley high #Rosamond

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loudwolftraveler · 5 months ago

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𝔒ℭ'𝔖 𝔑𝔞𝔪𝔢 𝔏𝔦𝔰𝔱 (Pt.1?)

A/N: Hello, hello! these are the OC's Name List, specifically the names of the original characters i have in my fanfic works so far that may publish here soon. I won't add the main cast of the MFJINX SERIES here yet. There will be more to go but these are the focusing OC that will play a role. More characters will also appear in the future ongoing series.

OC = Original character.

WORDS: 672

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In another life & history repeat itself characters.

The Main Cast: Husband and wife.

First name of the husband: Amillo Angles Bernadotte.

: The heir of the Bernadotte family.

: The future emperor of Bernadotte Empire.

: The lover of Sophia.

Second name of the husband: Chester Elsher.

: The reincarnation of Amillo Angles Bernadotte.

Wife's name: Sophia Herbert → Sophia Bernadotte.

: The illegitimate child of the duke Herbert from Herbert Household.

: Empress of Bernadotte Empire.

: The lover of Amillo.

The second name of the wife is based on the reader's name.

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MFJINX SERIES: Mystery or Reminiscence?

World 1 (Arc 1): An Ideal Love For Flawed Pair.

-Main Cast of the Arc 1:

Heroine, Employee: Evelyn Wilson → Hero: Elise Wilson.

1st ML, CEO: Zian Hart

2nd ML, COO (MC): Anthony Mitchell

Antagonist?, Chairman: Cyrus Elrod

World 2 (Arc 2): The Mafia's Darling And Her Desires.

-Main Cast of the Arc 2:

Heroine: Natalia Anderson

ML: Liam Ross (R.) Albrecht

ML's Fiance's (MC): Rachel Paterson

World 3 (Arc 3): On earth, You're Ours to Claim.

-Main Cast of the Arc 3:

Heroine: Eleanor Scott (Got a nickname of "Ellie")

Heroine's Brother: Jacob Scott (Got a nickname of "Caleb")

1st ML (Pride): Ashmit or "Ash" by Eleanor.

2nd ML (Gluttony): Gaurava or "Raj" by Eleanor.

3rd ML (Envy): Livius or "Livi" by Eleanor.

4th ML (Lust): Sharnaz or "Arna" by Eleanor.

5th ML (Greed): Isidore or "Isis" by Eleanor.

6th ML (Sloth): Morey or "rey-rey" by Eleanor.

7th ML (Wrath): Ursula or "Silas" by Eleanor.

World 4 (Arc 4): A world without you.

-Main Cast of the Arc 4:

Heroine: Diana Winfred

ML: Jeremiah Stewart (Subject-099, Nicknames: "Jerry" or "Jeremy")

Side character & The Villain? (MC): Emrin Reid (Subject-0100)

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Your heart never belongs to anyone, not even me & A weird dream upon knowing everything.

Hellion Bruesewitz

Liliya Chiara (Cherly Rae possessed this character's body)

Eloise Chiara (step sister)

Isaac Ryder

Winter Grace

Xianna Bruesewitz (The Novel Mc, the daughter of both Eloise and Hellion)

Cheryl Rae (Mc)

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Sweet Lies (Ocs x oc) (SERIES)

Mentioned:

Ezra Darius

Sylvia Hensley

Cosette Hwang (Mc)

Characters will introduce later:

Ethan Colton

Luka Thomson

Amir Hansley (Older brother of Sylvia)

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I would fall in love with a dominant woman like you. (M!Oc x Reader)

Huizhong Asrava

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The world I never wanted to be (Hsr SERIES) (X Gn!reader)

Benjamin Sylvester

Shin Keiko

Ji-hun

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The old tale about once heroes. (SERIES, Miraculous ladybug concept idea) (Ocs x Oc)

Daughter: Magdalena or "Lena" Beaumont (Mc)

Papa: Zion Beaumont

Mama: Madeleine Wynn → Madeleine Beaumont.

Death son?: Theodore or "Theo" Beaumont

And more...

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Reincarnated as a love interest but I dislike the heroine. (Ocs x M!Oc) (SERIES)

Heroine: Daphne Swega

1st ML: Dylan "Sullivan" (The character the mc possessed.)

2nd ML: Isaac Lyle

3rd ML: Mike Andre

4th ML: Max Cecilia (C.) Adonis

5th ML: Helen Henry *Also known as "kierian"

6th ML: Alastair Raven

MC's Family

Older Brother: Chris Adler a.k.a Xavier Zack [Chris Z. Adler] (The mc)

Sister: Kristen Z. Adler

Father: Elijah Zack (Z.) Adler

Mother: Iris Z. Adler

Scarlett Thatcher (Chris' female best friend, also his close confidant in both his model and YouTube/Steamer career.)

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That's all, as i told you on my conversation, there's more but i stil don't feel shy to publish those :') Hopefully if I am able to complete those and have a little confidence, i might be able to share those. Btw One is full of scenarios from the romance manhwa while the other one has parts.

Also from the sweet Lies, the prologue is done, probably around corner :)

Yesterday i was scrolling to the youtube watch few videos here and there, then one of the video make my brain have a new idea 💀 PleAse T-T I can't have more ideas cuz my works will pile up T-T

(I will write that idea now--)

- July 5

#oc #my ocs #oc names #series #oneshot #random #random story #miraculous ladybug #hsr #honkai star rail #otome game #reincarnation #yandere themes #x male reader #x reader #x male oc #male ocs #female ocs #x gn reader

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𓆰♡︎𓆪 Fatility’s Fic Bakery Masterlist; Multifandomed & OC Menu Updated Pt. Two 7•6•24 𓆰♥︎𓆪

↳ A Multifandom blog, that caters to less represented. Mainly black women but other poc and minorities as well.

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𓆰♡︎𓆪 9-1-1 𓆰♡︎𓆪

↳ Athena Grant.

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↳ Henrietta Wilson.

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↳ May Grant.

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↳ Maddie Buckley.

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↳ Karen Wilson.

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↳ Bobby Nash.

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𓆰♥︎︎𓆪 9-1-1: Lonestar 𓆰♥︎𓆪

↳ Tyler “T.K” Kennedy Strand.

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↳ Carlos Reyes.

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↳ Grace Ryder.

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𓆰♡︎𓆪 Miscellaneous (Artist ++) 𓆰♡︎𓆪

↳ Beyoncé Knowles-Carter.

Tongue, Teeth, &’ Fire. (☦︎︎ - ✞ - light ☻︎) x Black Fem!Y/n

warnings: possessive (angry???) public makeup oral/fingering (reader receiving), slight dirty talk, adultery, calm dom!bey, shy sub!y/n.

synopsis: she missed you. more than anything, she missed you.

↳ Megan “Thee Stallion/Tina Snow” Pete.

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↳ Solange Knowles.

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↳ Kelly Rowland.

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𓆰♡︎𓆪 The Last Of Us 𓆰♡︎𓆪

↳ Ellie Williams.

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↳ Riley Abel.

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↳ Dina.

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↳ Abby Anderson.

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↳ ((Ships)) 𓆰♡︎𓆪

↳ Riley x Ellie

What We Could’ve Had. (☀︎︎ - ☹︎ - ☻︎)

warnings: rewriting endings.

synopsis: what happens if riley hadn’t died? what life would she and ellie have lived?

↳ next episode

↳ Dina x Ellie

coming soon!!

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𓆰♡︎𓆪 Scream 𓆰♡︎𓆪

↳ Samantha Carpenter

Never Trust The Love Interest. (☦︎︎ - ☹︎ - ☻︎ - ✞) x Black Fem!Y/n

warnings: listen to 'What a wonderful world' by Louis Armstrong while reading, ghostface!sam, sub!sam, soft dom!y/n, praise, oral (reader giving), slight!fingering, soft ‘reuinited’ smut, sub worship.

synopsis: legacies make franchises.

↳ Tara Carpenter

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↳ Billy Loomis

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↳ Stu Macher

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𓆰♡︎𓆪 Gen V 𓆰♡︎𓆪

↳ Jordan Li.

Bad For Me (☦︎︎ - ✞ - ☹︎??? - ☻︎) x Black Fem!Y/n

warnings: enemies to lovers, car sex, slight humor, possessive dom!jordan, got your tea bitch sub!y/n.

synopsis: jordan hates your guts or wants to rearrange them. they haven’t decided yet. (yes they have).

↳ Marie Moreau

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𓆰♡︎𓆪 The Originals 𓆰♡︎𓆪

↳ Elijah Mikaelson

I choose me. (♫ - ✞ - ☹︎ - ☻︎) x Black Fem!Y/n

warnings: breeding kink, soft dom!elijah, hybrid!y/n, desperation, need, man falls first, woman falls harder, soft smut, gentle dirty talk. grab tissues for your eyes and tomatoes for niklaus, it’s time for elijah’s ending.

synopsis: but what about elijah’s happiness?

↳ Freya Mikaelson.

Found Peace. (☦︎︎ - ☹︎ - ☻︎ - ✞) x Black Fem!Y/n

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↳ Hayley Marshall

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↳ Rebekah Mikaelson.

A Family Of Her Own. (☦︎︎ - ☹︎ - ☻︎) x Black Fem!Y/n

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𓆰♡︎𓆪 Wednesday 𓆰♡︎𓆪

↳ Wednesday Addams.

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↳ Morticia Addams.

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↳ Enid Sinclair.

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↳ Larissa Weems.

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𓆰♡︎𓆪 Challengers 𓆰♡︎𓆪

↳ Tashi Duncan.

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↳ Art Donaldson.

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↳ Patrick Zweig.

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𓆰♡︎𓆪 Ships 𓆰♡︎𓆪

↳ Art Donaldson x Tashi Duncan x Black Fem!Y/n

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This List will be updated regularly as I go on. Enjoy the baked goods in Heaven’s Fic Bakery! 🥖🥐🥯🍞🥨🥮🧁🍧🍨🍯

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