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Mass Thread Drop

For a variety of reasons, the threads below the cut will not be moving to my new blog… If your thread with me is in there - and you’d really like to keep it (especially if you’ve been holding out for my return to reply) - let me know. Or if you wanna start a new thing, also let me know.

@androidfled X @c0nr800 X @cptnallen  X @deviantcoffeeboy  X @fairytalebeauties  x @frxhxt  X @houndofcyberlife X @jchnccnnor x 8 @daedalcs X @tenaciously-dysfunctional

I’ve dropped a couple more but they got missed off the list, so if you’ve not heard off me and you’re like what about me? Send me a message <3

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If moving house has taught me anything - it’s that moving is awful and no one should ever subject themselves to it willingly. With that in mind, I’ve been especially lax with my drafts recently because - I AM MOVING BLOGS!! And have been setting that up instead.

Y’all can catch me over here on my brand new multi-muse. It’s got all my muses from here and various other fandoms. I am gonna probably take a break until the weekend and then start following people and looking at which threads will get moved over and what will be dropped. HOPEFULLY, I’ll get the bulk of this sorted before I go on holiday on the 9th so I can spend my holiday writing up replies. If we have a thread and I do not get to you by the end of this month, please come to poke me. 

If you want to preemptively get up on my new blog, please do. 

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@jcsher 

While Anais was certainly an adult now - there could be no disputing that - the ability to make choices for herself - to make her own decisions - was still held firmly by her father. As her parent, her agent and her manager - everything needed to be run past him first. 

And in some ways - hyperbolic as it might sound - it almost felt like the stars had aligned to allow her to be here. A post-movie-premiere-party was not exactly his scene and whereas the year before, he almost certainly would have refused to let her go alone - following the collapse caused by ‘exhaustion’ he was allowing her some limited freedom - a chance to have some fun, to blow off some steam. A little more carrot, a little less stick. 

And the fact that the party was being held at the directors home didn’t hurt. 

She can perceptibly feel whatever he’d given her to keep her sparkle going under the cameras starting to wear off (which is almost comforting - sitting still during the movie had been torturous) but the glass of champagne she’s snagged without his watchful eye to disapprove and the simple freedom of not being around him (even if, of course, she isn’t totally free range right now) is keeping her bubbly enough. 

Winding her way through the people, careful to avoid one of her co-stars who had clearly had more than one glass of champagne and was currently holding court to a small crowd and would likely only impede her were she spotted - she headed upstairs - seeking the bathroom, emerging not long after.

It’s not exactly eerily quiet - the noise of the party is rising easily to fill the space above it - but the hallway, as she heads back does seem oddly empty - like everyone has grouped downstairs together for safety and she, a lone wanderer, is likely to get picked off by some wild beast, separated from the herd. 

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Have I done anything today? Anything at all - beyond lurking - anything productive? Well... No. Am I still going to bed? Yes.

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Me, emerging from the mist of my own self imposed exclusion: What up? Reading Lethal White sucked me off tumblr for the last few days... Queue’s run dry, but I got company coming tomorrow so... Catch you on the flip side guise. 

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╰    *   ❤   DEADPOOL   2   SENTENCE   STARTERS .

❛  let’s  go  home,   ____ .  ❜ ❛  i’m  only  yelling  to  impress  the  guys   —   i’ll  never  let  anything  happen  to  you,   sugar  bear .  ❜ ❛  somebody  hurt  you ?   …   who ?  ❜ ❛  now,   please  don’t  cry .  ❜ ❛  you’re  gonna  be  fine !  ❜ ❛  that  babysitter  of  yours  is  high  as  fuck  right  now .  ❜ ❛  every  good  family  film  starts  with  a  vicious  murder !   bambi .   the  lion  king .   saw  seven…  ❜ ❛  god  that’s  lazy  writing .  ❜ ❛  no  more  senseless  violence !   no  more  bloodshed !  ❜ ❛  you’re  a  goddamn  superhero !  ❜ ❛  you’re  exhausting .  ❜ ❛  ha !   i  see  what  you  did  there .  ❜ ❛  this  is  the  family  that  i’ve  always  dreamed  of  having .  ❜ ❛  …   is  there  a  knife  in  my  dick ?  ❜ ❛  just  let  me  die  in  peace .  ❜ ❛  well,   i’d  like  the  mcrib  to  be  available  year  round,   but  sometimes   —   dreams  don’t  come  true !  ❜ ❛  kids  give  us  a  chance  to  be  better  than  we  used  to  be .  ❜ ❛  i  can’t  wait  to  never  speak  of  this  as  soon  as  possible .  ❜ ❛  wait,   wait,   wait !   lets  not  do…   whatever  that  is,   okay ?!  ❜ ❛  come  quietly,   or  there  will  be  trouble .  ❜ ❛  okay,   you  know  what——   that  fucking  does  it !  ❜ ❛  blessed  are  the  wicked  who  are  healed  by  my  hand .  ❜ ❛  i  want  to  become  a  contract  killer .  ❜ ❛  look,   i  can’t  protect  you .  ❜ ❛  what  are  you…?   don’t   ——   don’t  do  that .  ❜ ❛  start  the  fucking  car !  ❜ ❛  the  depth  of  your  heart  is  extraordinary .  ❜ ❛  we  all  need  a  sense  of  belonging,   we  all  need…   a  genuine  sense  of  home .  ❜ ❛  i  want  you  to  have  my  adventure  time  watch .  ❜

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*makes a jerking off motion every time someone with authority talks*

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Tina: Honestly, Gavin, if Nines’ smile can make you get all flustered and drop things, imagine what his dick could do 

RK900, without even looking up: He doesn’t have to imagine

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gcdmode‌:

❝ it sure does. ❞

kamski gnaws on his lower lip for another while, studying the android. just how perfectly it mimics human emotions, it was astounding. no wonder people picked them as companions and fell in love with them. it was so easy to believe it’s all real, after all.

❝ right ― tell me more about yourself, luca. what exactly are you programmed to do? ― it’s creator’s curiosity, you see. ❞ 

An easier topic - one he is certainly an expert on - and one you could almost say he enjoyed.

“Luca is an acronym for Lifelong Universal Companion Android. My primary function is that of a romantic partner.” And that had been the exact agenda when he had been created looking like he did. “My programme allows me to collate information on my partner and use it as a basis to emulate intimacy, love and affection - to adapt to their preferences and to anticipate their needs.” And paired with Elijah’s observations - it wasn’t any wonder his model had been one of the more successful ones IRIS has produced.

“However, if this is not desirable or required that functionality can be deactivated for a purely platonic relationship. My basic functions remain the same - I can still cook, clean and provide personal care and companionship for as long as I am required.” 

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rebellicvs‌:

He turns his head back to look at Leo when the other speaks up again and a playful smile slowly forms on his face, despite the previous shyness, crinkling the corner of his eyes a little. “Hm~ maybe or maybe not.”

Gently bumping his shoulder against Leo’s to signal that he isn’t being completely serious (or is he?). To give them both a change of topic and try to distract himself from his own thoughts he picks up their earlier conversation, “so… what are your plans for the weekend?”

It’s... Easier... To look at Jared again as they wade back into the shallows - back into the normal pace of their friendship. He shrugs at the question - his plans aren’t exactly grand. He’s got a small stash of Ice left from the last lot of money he managed to bleed out of his dad that’s been calling his name. He’s been trying to make it last. Carl’s been getting stingy ever since he got his little bitch bot... Which isn’t a surprise, exactly, he’s got something plastic and perfect to adore instead of his own flesh and blood, because, fuck family right?

But, that’s a paranoid spiral - and that’s not what we’re doing here Leo. Instead, what he’s doing is shrugging, and lying to his friend. He’s not sure why - surely Jared knows about his little habit - and why should he feel ashamed? Why should he hide it?

But he is, and he wants to. So instead of telling the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth so help him God - he says; “Oh... You know, just the usual... Probably chill out, maybe hit up a house party or something Saturday night, you know. What about you?”

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rebellicvs‌:

He drops his arms as soon as Luca pulls away and pushes his hands into his pockets, posture relaxed as he takes in the other with a slightly concerned expression. “That’s good to hear.”

Courtney pauses for a moment before hesitantly asking, “would it be alright for you if I quickly scanned your system, just to make sure that everything is alright for now?” He didn’t want to stress Luca again thought, which was why he added, “it’s okay if you tell me no.”

He would really rather be a little bit more together before Courtney scanned him - while he’s no longer flooded with errors there are still several that have yet to resolve and... It’s almost embarrassing. As if openly sobbing into the man's chest a few short minutes before hadn’t been. But he nods wordlessly, all the same, hands hunting down the last remaining moisture on his cheeks. 

It’s probably best to check, after all, just in case. “Sure.”

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dangerouslyloyal‌:

They were both lonely in their own way and while Alastair often didn’t know where he stood with Anais, he had the feeling that they could count on each other at least. She could definitely count on him and not just because she had pulled him out of that hellhole that had been his life.

As she leans into his touch, he stops patting her head and instead simple rests his hand gently on it, “you are strong. A lot stronger than most humans. Not everyone would be able to continue walking like you do.” And he would make sure that she would be able to continue to walk her path without any more interferences. 

“Mmmm.” She hums quietly in response - it stops her outright contradicting him, at least. Because... A lot of the time... She doesn’t feel strong, she feels weak and stupid and terrified. But it’s important to remember - to try to keep at the forefront of her thinking - the knowledge that it isn’t true. A chemical imbalance in her brain is telling her its true (and that... It can be hard to drown that out.) 

She’s made mistakes - plenty of them - and while it’s important to own her shit... There is blame to be apportioned elsewhere as well. And Al is right - there are countless others throughout history and even in her own life who have given up, given un and fallen by the wayside in some of the worst ways. She’s still going, she’s still trying - and it’s a fight. It’s always a fight. But it’s easier... It’s easier with him there to help. 

“Speaking of which... I should probably get back to work.”

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♀

Textify || @gcdmode || Still Accepting || Send “♀” for a HEARTBREAKING text. 

Her reply comes through an hour later, without the customary emojis, devoid of chatspeak. Entirely formal and completely unlike her.

[Text → Mr Kamski] It’s very nice of you to invite me, Mr Kamski. But reshoots finished last week and I’m not sure that it’s the best idea - I’ve got a lot going on right now. Working with you was an honour and a privilege, and I’d like to thank you again for the opportunity... I felt like there may have been some tension in the beginning but it was an experience I’ll never forget all the same. Perhaps I’ll see you at the premiere? I wish you luck in the future Mr Kamski. 

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✘

Textify! || @gcdmode || Still Accepting || Send “✘” for a HATEFUL text.

[Text → NO] I don’t know exactly how you got hold of my number, but I suggest you lose it before I take your fifty shades of bullshit and shove it up your ass for you, Kamski.

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✿

Textify! || @gcdmode || Still Accepting || Send “✿” for a SUGGESTIVE text. 

[Text → Kamisk, Elijah] Mr Kamski? I think there’s a problem with some of my internal sensors... [Text → Kamisk, Elijah] I need a talented pair of hands to help sort me out...[Text → Kamisk, Elijah] You couldn’t see your way to helping me out, could you?[Text → Kamisk, Elijah] It’s delicate work, but I’m sure you’d be up to the task..  

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storiesnotyettold‌:

Luther rests his chin gently on top of Luca’s head when the other leans back into him. “Mhm… probably but who knows, maybe there will be someone after all. Or do you want to close for today?” There wasn’t much they could do that they hadn’t already done after all to clean the café/bakery up and such. Still, there was always the chance of a random person coming in after all.

Luca tilts his head in thought - just very slightly, because of course, Luther’s head is on top of his and he doesn’t want to displace it. “We might as well stay open... I’ve nothing else I want to do.” He had nothing else he needed to do. Unlike humans. Rain might drive away the casual wanderer - but they would still have jobs of their own to go to, appointments to attend to, errands to run - so if in passing they wanted a coffee or a cake, then when better than here? “Unless you want to?”