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[Soulmate Demons AU old arts / secret board]

Yes, we had drawings that we decided not to publish openly but to keep between ourselves, out of respect for our mutual friend who does not like this ship. ....If to think so, it’s kinda selfish, depriving people of such drawings by declaring and reminding under each similar art how much you don’t like it and putting pressure telling about being traumatized by this ship.. I no longer intend to hide it just for the sake of one person who, in the end, never was there for me after all their words and promises. If you happen to see this.. that's your problem, sorry.

This is another art related to Dark or Evil Soul, and believe me, this is the peak of what these two are capable of in relation to each other in terms of vulgarity. Probably because I can't imagine anything more dirty between them.. and I don't want to.

It was someone's bad joke (mine. Me and Corrupt didn’t get along very well back then, and I could afford such a prank). I'm still a little ashamed of it. Soul too, by the way. He freed him pretty quickly haha. What about Corrupt? He was quiet for a long time after that..

This is something very unfinished, but it's a whole story. WIP, if you call it.. Based on the fact that BF dislikes Corrupt very much, due to the fact that he himself was with Soul before, and due to the fact that he completely distrusts Corrupt, sees him only as a monster, and constantly expects some kind of meanness from him, saying that Corrupt just got in his way into Soul's trust and manipulates his mind. I still want to finish this even though quite a long time has passed. This is one of the things I don't want to leave unfinished, but there's a lot of work there. One way or another, as in the case of the “comics” about the Monster, this will be a separate post along with all the text that comes with it. In the worst case, it will only be text rewritten into a more detailed fanfic.

I think you have already noticed that I figure in moments like this.. don’t worry, Corurpt took revenge on me for such antics when he had such an opportunity. Well, BF and Corrupt more or less got along by that time too. It was a punishment, and that’s what we were roleplayed, I don’t remember how it started, it’s just that someone like this kind of thing. I wonder what it feels like to be forcefully licked....

*sigh* ...This was originally going to be worn by Soul, but Corrupt ended up being the victim instead. Soul himself did not mind participating in this. Strange affair.. This is based on what my friend originally came up with, portraying it as if it were my idea (as if!). I'm not usually into putting guys in dresses, but I have nothing against it, I just don't understand it a little. It wasn't such a problem for me to drew it, but Corrupt hates this memory very much..

I ended it when we stopped communicating. He's still following this board, but he probably didn't even notice it. Or pretended that I no longer existed, I don’t know.. Another shot from our roleplay. They fbeing forced to kiss due to the fact that both were under the control of voodoo dolls. Did someone (it was one of “our” corrupted OC, who at that time lived with them) just decide to ship them too aggressively? Funny, but weird. Going through these drawings, I experience what you people call “cringe,” but not to a strong enough degree. Just.. back then I didn’t think about what it looked like, because I just wanted to please someone I considered my good friend. Now.. this isn't even something I would normally draw. Well.. that's all for now. Not like anyone was waiting this shit.

[glitchedsoulguritchi]

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Well, there is a beginning.. this piece of the blog is dedicated to art that does not relate to my AU [ @datasoulglitch ], as well as for my notes and thoughts. I think that I will most likely keep them in a journal format, as I saw in one game. Counting the days since the beginning of this blog, perhaps.. it’s easier than remembering when I appeared myself.. Once upon a time, I had a Twitter account, but I deleted it years ago, I really don’t like this site. I don't plan to return there. I have a "main" site, Pinterest, but at this point I'm not sure I want to continue to be active there. I'll continue to upload art there as new ones will done, of course, but I no longer look there every day due to personal reasons.. ..About me?.. no one usually asks..

On Pinterest I'm known as SoulGlitch, SGlitch, or Glitched Soul, but my current name is Guritchi.

he/him

Shy and timid mostly. Have a huge issue with trusting people.

Main fandom is FNF Corruption

Main hobby is drawing

I like black-purple/blue-cyan color combinations, and my element is lightning

Also i love dragons and shiny things..

I have some library of interests, but I don't want to list everything..

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love the blog fr 😸

Thank you!! 😁

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your writing makes me giddy. love your blog so much 💕

you’re too sweet!! thank you :))

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Soul Glitches

Chapter 1

A/N: So I’ve been playing Mass Effect and I guess you’ve seen James Vega and his muscles since you’re here... yeah, so this is the result :))

Writing this for fun, maybe a little rough around the edges and lightly unedited :)) Just so we’re clear, it’s a James x non Shepard OC.

Warnings: none i think... yet

I like making collages, sue me!

Jun sat in a dark corner of the hallway, right leg bouncing rapidly for the past half hour. Shepard's hearing was being delayed and it couldn't mean anything good. Officers were rushing in and out of the main chamber, each wearing a perfect mask of calmness on their faces, but the hurried steps and careful whispers were a clear indication something was up. But there was no way in hell they were going to actually charge the commander with anything, right? After all, they were saved, once more, because of her.

She thought back on the last mission, the one that all thought was going to be a one way trip through the Omega 4 relay and cold shiver ran through her spine. Maybe they were pushing their luck a little, but facts were facts and all of them painted Shepard as a god dammed hero. She was bought out of her momentary trance when a ruckus came down the hall. Soon enough she spotted the commander, her confident stride making the lower ranked officers part out of her way. Getting up from her spot in the shadows she joined the other woman in her march towards the hearing, completely ignoring the marine in her tow.

"Something's up, Shepard."

"Any idea what?"

"No. Whatever it is, they're keeping it tight." They paused and shared a look. Something was brewing in Shepard's mind; you could almost see the cogs running in overtime. Jun was about to ask what was the plain if things went south when the heavy doors slid open revealing none other than Kaidan Alenko. Now, she didn't have anything against the lieutenant per se, but he could be such an ass. She knew for a fact the commander was head over heels for the guy and she just couldn't see why… First human specter, war hero and the best damn leader she served under and the woman chose that chump…

She sighed, spacing out their entire conversation, pondering on love and its apparent unique ability to make even the greatest people dumb. When Anderson came and escorted the commander, she gave Jun one last look and she nodded: she'd be waiting right there, ready to bust them out if needed. If the Alliance refused to see the reapers as a real and imminent threat they'd find help somewhere else.

"You know the commander?

"I used to." Jun scoffed a little too loudly, making the two men turned towards her with questioning looks.

"You're such a moron, I swear…"

"Good to see you again, Jun."

"If only it were mutual."

"Look, I'm so-"

"I'm not the one you should be apologizing to, you dimwit." Kaidan gaze fell to the ground, shaking his head.

"I get it you two know each other."

"Unfortunately." She eyed the recently promoted major with all the disgust she could muster until Kaidan let out a defeated sigh and went on his merry way. She told herself again that she did not truly hate the guy, but it was getting harder and harder not to. As strong as Shepard was, his mistrust in her had left a mark no matter how hard she denied it. Shaking her head to get Alenko out of her mind, she turned towards the marine and extended her hand towards him.

"I'm sorry for that, he just really gets on my nerves. I'm Jun Saros." He shook her hand with a steady grip and she couldn't help notice the veins along his forearm. Damn he was bulky.

"Lieutenant James Vega. You two got history?"

"God no! He's just the biggest drama queen when you least expect it." He eyed her up and down, a smirk forming in the corner of his lips. Damn that scar was sexy.

"His loss." Jun was taken aback by the comment, but found herself smiling nevertheless. With all that had transpired in the past years, her accident, Cerberus, the Collectors, she found his little quip refreshing. A dip in normality. When was the last time she just chatted with someone without looming threats over their shoulder?

She raised an eyebrow, lips parted to give him a comeback, but her words were drowned down by an explosion. The ground shook violently, windows clattering and breaking. Outside, massive shadows were landing in the distance, red lasers shooting in every direction. Jun turned to reach the hearing room, but was interrupted when an entire section of the wall collapsed, blocking the door. She was grabbed by her shoulder non too gently by James and pulled along further down the corridor as alarms started going off and people dashed towards safety. She tried the com link as she barely kept up with the marine's pace.

"Shepard?"

"Jun, Anderson and I are cut off the main exit. Head towards the landing zone and meet us at the Normandy."

"Understood." She looked one more at the reaper just outside the city lines and cursed under her breath. They were nowhere near prepared for this! "Vega, we need to get to the Normandy."

The man nodded and took a sharp left making Jun almost loose her balance when she spun at the last second. If the building wasn't collapsing behind them she would have laughed at the silliness of it. James led them towards the exit, or better said to what was once the exit. A metal plaque cut through the doorway, wires spiking with electricity dangling from the sides. She took her omni-tool and cast a shield around them, giving the marine a curt nod before heading outside.

To say the city was in shambles would have been the understatement of the century. Barely any buildings stood unscathed, shuttles were evacuating civilians as military airships were going headfirst towards the reaper forces. She didn't have much time to register everything as James took off, jumping on a railing and turning towards her, hand outstretched.

"Come on!" Purposefully avoiding to look closer at the unstable looking path he'd chosen, Jun took his hand reluctantly. They were sitting ducks there, but the open space and the reaper in the distance made her stomach turn.

"How much further?"

"Are you scared of heights, princess?"

"Less of heights, more of giant lasers and being burned alive, you know?" He might have chuckled, but it was hard for her to tell between the explosions, alarms and people screaming. She turned towards a group of officers trying to pry off a metal chunk of a colleague's leg. The decision was made in a split second.

"We're almost ther- what are you doing?" She jumped down on the level below, preparing her onmi-tool and kneeling down besides the man.

"This should stop the bleeding, but you should still get him checked…" The words died in her throat. In all this madness there was little hope they would manage to get him a doctor anytime soon. The soldiers seemed to acknowledge this as well.

"Thank you ma'am. This will give him some more time." They hauled the poor unconscious guy over their shoulders and ducked for cover as a laser was shot towards them. It felt like she was hit by a train when James rolled them behind a sturdy looking column, the air leaving her lungs. She grasped his arms for support as she desperately tried to get some oxygen back in.

"Sorry…" James took in her form once more. She was lean, but nowhere near in military shape, her hands delicate on his rough skin. He felt bad for manhandling her, yet couldn't help wonder how she got mixed in on the Normandy's crew. He remembered her name in the reports, but couldn't recall if there was any mentions of her training.

"No, n-"The words stuck in her throat and she coughed a bit more before regaining a steady breathing, her grip loosening. "Thank you. Beats being burned alive."

"Right, let's get moving." He could have gotten to the ship already if he were on his own, he wanted to get to the action and blast those sons of bitches off their planet as quickly as possible. But he couldn't leave Shepard's little friend behind. The commander and Anderson seemed to trust her.

The Normandy came into view and they made a run for it. He jumped on the air lock and turned to help the woman, but she was already midair, a little drone pushing at her back. She dusted off when she landed besides him and raised an eyebrow at the look she was giving him.

"What? I'm more capable than I look." She put out her tongue in a child like protest and he wondered again how she survived that suicide mission. Dumb luck was all he could think of. They headed further inside the ship, in hopes Shepard and Anderson would have already gotten there, when a voice sounded through the ship's coms.

"Jun! Good to have you back on the Normandy."

"Joker, I already feel safer." James followed her to the elevator, unsure of the ship's layout. "Are Shepard and Anderson here?"

"We're picking them up now. You should get to the war room, the commander will be there soon."

It didn't take long between the moment they arrived in the room, the ship turning away from Earth, the commander entering, no Anderson in sight, and admiral Hackett's message. He didn't like the situation one bit. Leaving Earth was a coward move, even if the admiral had ordered them to Mars, James was not a part of Shepard's crew, he should have stayed with Anderson and fought for his planet! He was not stupid, he knew they most likely stood no chance without help from the aliens, but his fight was not in the politics of the Citadel, it was on the ground, were his people were being slaughtered. The heavy silence after the admiral's message was finally intercepted by Jun as she got up with a sigh.

"Starboard Observation Deck is MINE this time!"

Chapter 2 >

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[soulglitches]

Hi how's life going? Mine is fine. I just finished watching a kdrama. I would love it if you could suggest some thriller and romantic kdramas I can watch or else like A fantasy like doom at your service, or legend of the blue sea? 💜💜💜💜💜💜💜

Heyy! Life is just fine. Glad to hear yours is too. Ofcs, I watch a lot of kdramas so I can give out some suggestions.

Thriller:

🤍The Penthouse: War In Life

🤍Hellbound

🤍Sweet Home

🤍Squid Game (OBVS)

🤍Judgement Hour

🤍Sisyphus: The Myth

Romantic:

🤍When My Love Blooms

🤍Crash Landing On You

🤍It's Okay Not To Be Okay

🤍True Beauty

🤍Itaewon Class

🤍Hospital Playlist

🤍Vincenzo

🤍Extracurricular

For more suggestions, this is my Pinterest Account: @bts_seven_angels. I've made lists for best animes, kdramas, playlist names, etc. You can go check it out.

Good Luck!

~Sia (soulglitches)

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Favorite color: Black

Currently reading: The Acotar series 😆

Last Song: Angel by the wings - Sia.

Last series: Fleabag.

Craving: Pizza 🤌

Sweet, Spicy or Savoury: Savoury.

Coffee or tea: Not a fan of either of them ✌

Currently working on: preparing for college 🙃

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currently reading: song of achilles by madeline miller

last song: talk to you by ricky montgomery

last series: great pretender

sweet, spicy, or savory: spicy!

craving: some fruit snacks

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[datasoulglitch]

[Soulmate Demons AU old arts / part 2]

..I'm starting to doubt this was a good idea.. but I'd rather finish what I started..

You know, Corrupt is a rather dangerous creature by default. He's easy to piss off, but it turns out he has a weakness that turns him into a big purring cat.. figuratively. I didn't draw this for a specific purpose, I just wanted to get away from the darker ideas that I usually draw.

Corrupt could become wedged and become the former sadistic version of himself, but only to some extent. He didn't hurt Soul, but at the same time, he was obsessed with the idea of completely taking possession of him.. his love for Soul seemed to be distorted, becoming something frightening.

...However, his true feelings were stronger than his former self, so Soul's pleas reached his mind and he came to his senses. Corrupt really regretted what he had done after that, he didn't understand how he could allow something like this to happen. He was afraid that Soul would lose trust in him, that he would see him as the old monster that he was trying not to be anymore.

His own doubts began to consume him again, but this time, Soul was able to prevent it. He is the only one who can reach him at such moments and calm him down, since he is the only one whom Corrupt trusts. (Corrupt can really hurt himself by scratching his ears with his claws so as not to hear these voices..)

Since my former friend always added these earrings to their appearance, this was one of the triggers for me to come up with the idea of this very AU, precisely as our personal AU more than just have alternatively dressed Soul and Corrupt. I came up with this name for this AU too. They're like kindred souls who don't yet fully understand how much they need each other, sometimes they can even quarrel, but are no longer able to live without each other. Most of the time they just call their relationship friendship, ignoring the fact that they clearly feel something more than just that. For the most part, Soul denies this and wants to see this relationship as friendship, while Corrupt is essentially already hopelessly in love, patiently waiting and hoping that Soul would finally accept these feelings. About the drawing.. Corrupt doesn’t particularly like any jewelry, but he agreed to it only because Soul wore the similiar one. Corrupt liked the idea of sharing something in common, although they were united by something much more than just paired earrings. So, this drawing is the official beginning of the Soulmate Demons AU. ..I don’t remember when they got their nicknames aka Hason Shita and Tamashī (it was his idea this time), it was sometime later and we discussed this in private messages. I think I'll definitely clarify this later..

They're just having the most ordinary moment in their lives, and like an ordinary couple (of friends haha) they are just watching videos on YouTube together, discussing what they are watching. It’s nice to have simple moments in life, without any incidents or adventures.. I think this is one of those moments when Corrupt was just happy.

Yes, this is just essentially a drawing outside of story and, besides, I again showed my disgusting face... mhh.. but, even here there was some behind the scenes. Corrupt doesn't like suits, AT ALL, he had to be persuaded to wear it for such an occasion. It wasn't that difficult tho, because it was dedicated to Soul, so Corrupt agreed to it, heh.. I still think it suits them.

Bad days or moments happen to everyone, and the main thing is that those who are dear to you are nearby at this moment, so as not to let you wallow in the abyss of despair and sorrow..

Just small random moments. ..sometimes I want to say that they flirt like idiots. I also started trying to draw backgrounds for the drawings to make them more complete. Also me and my ex friend just wanted to draw them as nekos I guess. They were pretty shy about it..

Oh, that was quite a story. In general, according to BF's idea (or did they bet him and lost?..) they were supposed to hang around handcuffed together all day. Oddly enough, Corrupt reacted to this normally, and I won’t hide the fact that the prospect of spending the whole day close to Soul even made him happy. But Soul, in turn, reacted strangely to this.. he didn't say why exactly he was acting so tense. But the point is that he was too embarrassed to be so close to Corrupt, because he is also not indifferent to him, which he either doesn’t show. However, Corrupt himself began to think that he was simply scaring him again and this made him worry about it all. I don’t know why Soul wore this mask, apparently to hide excessive emotions..

It's no secret that some moments from irl and our relationship with my former friend were reflected in our AU sometimes. This is one of those drawings that was dedicated to support. And Corrupt is always ready to support Soul, no matter what..

Aaaand this is still not all I have left frot the past.. but we are getting closer to the end! I'm going through these memories, and to be honest, I still remembering this all with warmth.. that's all I had. This AU is all I have left.

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walking in the snow, fill me up with joy. #soulglitch (at Midtown Manhattan)

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#tinashe #rnb #trap #music #mixtape #company #soulglitch

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Soul Glitches

Chapter 2

only gets better from now on

< Chapter 1

Everyone was a little on edge on the Normandy. Jun understood the situation perfectly, they were facing extinction against a force they couldn't even begin to comprehend. But there was little for them to be back on Earth and that was fact. No need to waste their lives in pointless combat when they could achieve so much more elsewhere and perhaps even save their planet. Still as she entered the Shuttle bay and saw the lieutenant fuming, her little speech seemed redundant.

"You know it's not a decision she took lightly, right?"

"You need something?" Well, rude. And there she was trying to give him a pep talk. She crossed her arms and looked at him unimpressed.

"We're landing on Mars soon. The commander wants us ready," He only gave her a nod and went to gather his armor. She opened her mouth to add more, reassure him they were going to get back to earth in no time, but she noticed he was pulling his shirt off and doubled back quickly into the shuttle to wait for the rest. Her right leg bounced with the usual rhythm of her impatience. She had hoped they'd have more time between the Collectors and the reaper attack, but all things considered, they probably quickened the process. An ever grumpy lieutenant entered the shuttle and took the seat at the controls. She eyed him cautiously, the anger still visible under his skin. She wasn't sure what approach to go, sincere and heartfelt or a wakeup-call slap to reality. She didn't get the chance to reply.

"I'm sorry I snapped. It's just… I feel useless here." He gripped the armrests tightly, desperate to keep the fury under control. Jun got up and placed her hand tentatively on his shoulder.

"Look, I get it, you wish you were down there, fighting for your planet. Believe me, Shepard would be right alongside Anderson is she didn't believe what we're doing here was more important. And besides, we'll be in some tough shit of our own before you know it, you just wait and see. You'll get your chance to shoot reapers." She patted his shoulder and crouched just a bit to grab his attention. He turned his head to face her, her eyes stopping on his scars before meeting his. "We'll get Earth back, but we can't do it alone."

He held her gaze for a moment longer and nodded. Despite the lack of words, she thought maybe she helped, even if just a little. In truth, she didn't really understand what he was feeling. Earth was never her home, just the mother planet of humans. As long as humans survived, did the planet really matter? Her chain of thought was interrupted when the shuttle door opened and Shepard and Alenko jumped in. She couldn’t help giving the major the stink eye.

"Oh great, you made it too."

"Play nice, Jun." The commander shot them both a warning look before getting back to business. "We can't reach anyone on the ground, but there are no signs of reaper activity, so best guess is the workers were evacuated. With our luck though, be prepared for anything."

James landed the shuttle and they stepped on the reddish ground of Mars. Jun was not sure if it usually looked so eerie, but she made a note to herself to never step on the planet again; the desolated expanse and weird hue gave her chills.

"Kaidan, James, with me. Jun, you know what you have to do." The lieutenant turned towards the woman, curious why she wasn't joining them. Surely it was safer if she stuck with them. A few key punches on the onmi-tool and she was gone in thin air. Her voice came from behind him, soft as to not startle him, but playful.

"Don't worry, I'll be close by to save your asses." She thought about actually smacking his ass, but decided against it. With all that armour she doubted he'd have noticed anyway.

It would have been too easy if the facility were empty and all they had to do was walk to the Archives, find Liara, grab whatever reaper killing weapon and ditch that red rock. Things were rarely easy in life; another time and time again proven fact. The first Cerberus soldiers fell like flies between the ground team's shots. Jun sad a safe distance away, cloaked and behind cover and worked her hacking magic, disabling enemy shields and frying circuits.

James was proving difficult to follow, one moment behind a barricade, the other charging towards enemy troops. She was almost caught off guard when a mech dropped besides him, guns pointed and ready. She deployed her fastest drone, momentarily paralyzing the mech and buying the marine just enough time to roll to cover and start shooting.

They dropped the remaining Cerberus and made their way inside the building, Jun letting her cloak down, annoyance written all over her face.

"Dammit, Vega!" She punched him in the arm, hurting her knuckles more than anything. The bastard had the audacity to chuckle.

"Careful, princess, you're gonna break a nail."

"Okay, next time I'll just let them shoot you."

"You break my heart when you're so mean." She had to admit she didn't mind the friendly banter, borderline flirting. She took a step closer, smile playing on her lips, but it quickly died down when she heard the commander and major arguing about Cerberus. She groaned loudly and James turned his head towards the two as well. "At it again…"

Heavy banging came from the air ducks moments late. Liara came crashing down and blasted the Cerberus soldiers after her. They never actually spoke much, but Jun knew Liara helped Shepard with the geth and stopping Saren, before her own time with the Normandy crew. She placed a hand on James' weapon and he lowered it slowly, still cautions of the asari.

Jun thought the mission will be over faster now that their little party was expanding. They knew they were after a blueprint, so she just needed access to a terminal. They'd go to the Citadel, build the damn thing and make the reapers a thing of history. Her little bubble of hope was dissolved when Shepard spoke.

"Jun, James you head back to the shuttle."

"But- you know best commander." She turned to leave, but the lieutenant was not so easily convinced.

"That's bullshit. We're coming." "I need you to cover our exit."

"Come on, James." He let go of the matter shaking his head and joining in step with Jun. Their trek to the shuttle was silent, her mind filled with a kind of uncertainty she didn't quite liked or understood until he spoke it out loud.

"Feels like we've been benched in favor of the O.G. Normandy crew."

"I wasn't benched… and if anything, I'm the original Shepard crew." She muttered the last part under her breath, half hoping he didn't catch it.

"Oh, do tell. I don't remember reading much about you in the report."

"You've read about me, lieutenant? I'm flattered."

"Fine, change the subject if you want." He took his set at the shuttle's front, his armored back twice the size of the chair. Why she found that appealing was becoming a misery even to her. She took a long breath, head resting against the cold metal. It was not like it was classified information and if he asked anyone of the crew he could find out. If he were curious enough.

"Me and Shepard, we go back to our military days. From when we first joined… We were actually bunk bed mates." He turned to look at her, chair squeaking under the strain.

"You? In the military?" She rolled her eyes and sat in the front closer to him, helmet besides her.

"Now who's being mean?" She kicked him lightly in the side of his armored thigh and crossed her hands. It was not really easy speaking about the past, but he didn't have to know that. At least not yet and not from her own mouth. "I made it all the way to Operations chief if you must know. Not quite as impressive as Commander, I suppose, but all things considered…"

"Rough start?" More like rough ending. Or was it… middle?

"Something like that."

"I can understand that." He nodded and fully spun the chair to face her. He had a serious expression on, brows drawn and lips downturned. "What made you join the military though?"

"I… don't know, there didn't seem to be a lot of options at the time. I always had a thing for tinkering and mechanics and, well, after my parents died I sort of just enlisted." "I'm sorry."

"Thanks. It was a long time ago though. Lab experiment gone wrong, whole wing exploded… In hindsight, I might have been rebelling against them for leaving me all alone in the world, and chose not to become a scientist like they were and enlisting instead. How silly of me." She looked at her hands for a moment, flexing the fingers on her left. James thought to make sure he looks for any old scars on that hand, despite being pretty sure both had pristine skin. It amazed him she had military training at all, even if she was proving quite useful in battle. "But what about you, what childhood trauma made you want to shoot aliens in outer space?"

"It's always been my dream to join the military. My uncle always encouraged me to follow that dream and here I am, babysitting you in the shuttle while Earth burns." There was no malice towards her, rather sadness.

"Was it just you and your uncle?" He pondered whether to answer or not. It was personal information he did not usually share, but Jun told her fair share of her past and he felt like he owed it.

"Got a father too, but… After mom passed, my uncle Josh was more of a father to me than he ever was."

"I see. Still must have been nice to have someone supporting you…"

"Yeah, don't know where I'd be without him." It was partially a lie, James was pretty sure he'd ended up either in prison or his father errand boy. Neither outcome was pretty.

"Your uncle still around?"

"Yeah, California."

"Oh."

"He's a tough one. I'm sure he's alright."

"You can ask EDI back on the ship if she can locate him. Or I can give it a go. I'm not the best with pistols or close quarters, but I'm a mean hack and information gatherer."

"Thanks, I'd really appreciate it."

"No problem." She smiled. A big, warm smile and to him she looked so innocent in that moment, not a bad bone in her body. He wondered for the hundred time how she ended up in Separd's mismatched crew, but at the same time grateful for her presence there.

"And thanks for earlier with the mech, I can get a bit reckless."

"That how you got those scars?" She pointed to her own lip and cheek mirroring the scars on his face. Before he could answer Shepard called for help on the comlinks.

"That's a story for another time." The shuttle came to life under his hands, just as the commander's voice became more urgent."Hold on tight, princess!"

"Could you please stop calling m-" She yelped in surprise as the shuttle zapped more than flew, her poor helmet flying and crashing somewhere in the back. It took all her strength to manage to put her seat belt on and just in time.

"Hope you're all strapped in cause it's gonna be bumpy." She barely had time to deploy a defensive drone as the shuttle hit something and Jun's world started spinning. The small drone buzzed to life with a force field around them both and she was never more grateful for it. Images flashed through her mind as bile rose to her throat: the enemy ship from years ago, her former squad, the hot pain that followed and that blasted hospital bed she thought she'd never leave. They were jolted once more, the belt holding her down by sheer miracle, as the shuttle made a hard landing. James laughed somewhere, but the room was still a whirlwind.

"We got that bastard!"

She untangles herself hasty from the belt before he could see the tears streaming down her face. She reached her helmet, letting herself crash in front of it, her entire body shacking. She thought she was over all that shit, it was supposed to be all behind, but apparently it only took one suicidal marine to relive the horror. As she reached for the helmet, right hand trembling, left one steady, she almost smirked; the past left a pretty deep cut after all.

"You-,are absolutely crazy!" She chocked on the first word, mustering all her power not to sound like a wimp.

"Ah live a little, princess." He helped her up and out of the shuttle, her legs still shaking like jelly. A smirk came to his lips as he leaned in to whisper. "I got better ways to leave you weak in the knees like this." His voice was low and he was so, so close. She was grateful for the helmet covering her face, for she was sure she was red as a tomato, both from her little panic episode and his flirty comment. Jun was no prude, but not exactly used to guys being so direct like the lieutenant was. She found she didn't quite mind it. He was probably like this all the time with everyone, like some soldiers tended to be, so she decided to play along.

"I'll take to almost dying any day, next time ask for preferences, will you?" She looked at him throw the helmet's visor, his cocky grin making her almost want to headbutt him. "But seriously, I ain't never getting in the shuttle if you're playing suicidal pilot.

Another explosion and gunshots rang close by and James let go of her and rushed towards it. She stumbled for a few more steps before jogging after him. The commander's voice rand loudly and Jun knew something was wrong. She dashed towards the fallen major, medigel and First aid ready.

Chapter 3 >

[datasoulglitch]

[Soulmate Demons AU old arts / part 1]

And finally, the prelude is finished and we go to the main thing. ..Hmm .. although all the most of basic things I've already told before?.. ​ Well, individual arts still have their own stories.. I also have some RPs archieved, which can be rewritten as a stories too.. I still thinking about it. I already had experience in writing, but I wasn't sure where it could be posted.. O-okay, I got carried away..

This is based on one of the outfits that my former friend chose for Soul. Since he made his “art” in Gacha Life, he often chose different clothes every time. ..To be honest, it drove me crazy, because in the end I didn't know which outfit to rely on when I drew them and what is now the canon in his version of Soul (Tamashi), almost every time the details were different.. In fact, I decided to draw Soul in this outfit because he liked this? .. At least it seemed to me. It was.. interesting experience.

It was a moment when I realized that I would like to come up with an appearance for Corrupt that would compared to Soul's, but so far just horns and tail, ignoring the wings that a former friend added to their appearance. Of course, a more edgy style, unlike Soul's relatively smooth ones. This is where AU start to exist, but without official name yet. I can’t remember where the idea for a scarf and gloves came to me.. It is unlikely that it came from the RPs.. Most likely I just wanted to add more individuality, adding details than to make completely different clothes (already had enough Tamashi's clothes that had more and more details every time..)

It was my aswer to his gacha recreation of [skittletoc] art in which Soul shows Corrupt middle finger with "F*ck you", but in his interpretation it was "This is why what am I saying~ Fuck you Darling~" It was kinda out of nowhere, but I can see that it's just random thing for lolz, but.. I’ll be honest, Corrupt doesn’t feel funny about that. Therefore, there were two reactions. The one he showed..

..and the true one.

[Really, despite his origin, my version of Corrupt came out quite sensitive and emotional when it comes to those to whom he trusts, craving for mutuality in his feelings. So it's not surprising that this was his original reaction to such an action..]

It was a critical moment. Enough events happened that dismoraled Corrupt so much that even I had to violate the rules of a spatial continuum to simply bring him back to his senses. In theory, this is Soul's work .. .. sigh .. I don't know. It is difficult, I retell the events that took place due to the actions mostly of the person and not the character whom he roleplayed, is this even correct? In other hand.. This is the past that already made. I can't rewrite it, it all left a mark on us, remained in the form of arts and stories. In general, AU about these two together, having special bond, while a friend with whom we created it constantly makes some kind of nonsense aimost all the time. As, for example, through role-playing actions Soul suddenly acts around Corrupt as if the latter is something despised, although they seem to have romance already, as he said? This really created a bunch of misunderstandings and resentments. It can be imagined that at first Soul treated Corrupt with hostility and don't likes him, for a reason, but I can’t imagine him being so vile as to make him to believe that there is something between them, and then brutally reject, playing with feelings. No it's not like him at all.. [I think I still personally cannot get rid of resentment because of many things that have happened. Remembering them, I go through it again. ..I hope that this will help me bury some bad memories, and then I can create new, and better one for this AU. Albeit alone..]

I can continue here.. but probably I'll divide it into a few more posts.. ..because I'm too generous with details and comments.. ..It can take me away into more of my memories and experiences, and there is a particularly cruel moment ahead that I cannot forget. We haven't reached that yet, but I don't think that I can say only a few words about it. Like now.

So it's better to go through it measuredly.. It resonates with my emotions too much.