#data is invalid au

[underlordmenace]

I’m working on the next part for the au, it’s pretty short lol

[ooeygooeyghoul]

How to make a child model in Anam/Ktisis!

Disclaimer: I am NOT an expert in the use of these mods! I'm still very new and learning the ins and outs of them! This method worked for me, and maybe there are better ways to do it, but I'm just explaining how I created my baby Shiun. If you know of a better way, or have any tips and tricks, please feel free to comment or reblog with your advice for the sake of other gpose newbies! :D Link to Ktisis's download page | Link to Anam's download page Guide and Tips/Warnings below the cut! Hope this helps <3

Summon your partner in crime. So first off, I equipped my summoner job stone and summoned my trusty companion, Carbie.

2. Add your Carbie to your actors. Open up Anam and add your carbie to your list of actors, by clicking the plus sign at the top of the menu next to your character's name (remember that with Anam, you can only edit appearances OUTSIDE of gpose). Click on the little button labeled "Carbuncle" to add them.

3. Turn your Carbie into a person. With your Cabie selected, go to the "Import NPC" at the bottom right and pull up the list. Find an NPC that is the same race as your desired character and select it. In this example, I just chose the first au ra NPC I saw in the list. (You can also directly choose your desired race in the customize menu and start from scratch, but I just do it the Import way, lol) ⚠️As far as I've experienced, it's a 50/50 chance on whether or not you can alter the age of your character's actor directly. Every time I've tried this, it breaks the model and never works the way it should. For simplicity's sake, I've always just used my friend Carbie.

4. Change the age of your new actor. Now if you look at the top left of the Anam window, there's a series of dropdowns next to "Race."

What you want is the bottom right menu. Click it and you'll see "Old," "Normal," and "Young." Clicking "Young" will turn your carbie into the child version of the race it's currently disguised as!

5. Customize and boot up gpose! Now you can customize them to be the adorable mini version of your beloved WoL/OC!! The bones are compatible with Ktisis and should be as easy to manipulate and pose as adult models. If you use the Carbie method as I have in this explanation, you can simply hide your main model in the default Gpose menu for pictures.

Some things to keep in mind! ----

⚠️Not every race has a child model. The only races that have child models are:

au ra - male & female

hyur - male & female

elezen - male & female

miqo'te - female only

⚠️It is very likely that the models will break or look a little funky when you first spawn them. They have a very limited number of faces, and a limited number of available hairstyles. If you choose an option the game does not have, it will create some... interesting results. Most other customizations beyond skin color, hair color, and eye color will also likely not work (tail type/length, jaw type, etc.).

Left: invalid face selected --- Right: invalid hairstyle selected

Usually, faces 1 & 2 are the only viable options, and hairstyles 1-5 are okay. (Note: the pictures of the hairstyle icons will NOT match the hairstyle on the model.)

⚠️Clothing is also fairly limited! I'm not sure what dictates what child models can and cannot wear, so as far as I know, it's just a game of trial and error. You'll know immediately if an article of clothing isn't compatible lmaoo. Hats... rarely ever work...

✨Don't forget that you can save your model's data! When your model is customized to your liking, click "Export" at the bottom right of the menu to save the data to Anam. That way, you can load the appearance immediately without rebuilding it every time!

It's a mixed bag of what will and won't work on the model. My best advice is to experiment and play around with it! It took me a little bit to figure all of this out, so hopefully this silly little explanation helps out all the other new gposers out there :)

If you have any questions, please don't hesitate to reach out and ask! I'll do my best to help! I may edit this as I go to correct things and/or add onto it!

[askindex]

If there are changes in any already registered AU, AT or outcodes, will you add it to the book? Do you have the opportunity to erase invalid data in such a case?

[burning-sol]

Too much of a pussy to interact the post directly but um. Re: genderbends and feminism

I think you’re entirely right to bring up how easy that passive hostility can become transphobia but I also think the idea that most genderbends are trans hcs is a bit of a spiders George moment. We (you and I) have cultivated a space we feel safe in that is predominantly populated by trans people who will talk about trans things- in the wider fandomspace there are still a lot of cis people who completely misunderstand what a genderbend has the potential to be. Obviously the years have brought good things and a lot has changed for the better, but there are still a lot of people who do in fact genderbend a dude character they like into a cis girl and you can tell by the way they write her they have no idea what they’re doing and generally little understanding of girls or girlhood. But attacking all genderbends and making the assumption that they’re all that is certainly not the way to go about it; like you said, a lot of people actually have trans hcs and sort of reclaim the r63 trend. But it is important to recognize there’s a larger problem of media not having girl characters with depth, or having those characters but they’re massively set aside for a dude. There’s no shame in enjoying the guy character more, speaking from experience, like you said let ppl on the internet do what they want. But also indulge taking a deeper look at the women, and recognize the bigger issue. I will defend every badly written woman with everything I have but I will also defend every fandom-decided transwoman with everything I have as well. They’re sisters. Super Sorry if this is a weird ask I felt like adding my perspective, bc ur right but I see. More

No need to belittle yourself, I know how anxiety inducing it can be to reply to something off anon, what matters is that you were polite and thoughtful. So lemme address your point. Post being talked about for context.

I think I did misword my post, you're absolutely right, but what I was trying to get across is that I suppose I hypothesise a lot of "genderbends" may only be perceived like that from the outside without the neccessary context. This is based on how I reflected on my own headcanons and how they can be outwardly percieved, and also my experience in fandom. For example, my interpretation of an AU character (William Wight) could easily be viewed as a genderbend without the context of personal thoughts and the fact I headcanon William Wisp (the og character) as PRE-transition, especially since another character from that AU I have genderbent. So it wasn't strictly about genderbending actually being trans headcanons, it's about how if you're without context, genderbending can be a misinterpretation of a trans headcanon.

But you're right, I too closely conflated them, giving overall the wrong message about genderbending and invalidating the feelings of people who just enjoy the trope without the trans aspect. There's a lot of people out there who genderbend not knowing anything about transness, that could easily be a misinterpretation, it was based on my experiences and not any hard data. I also projected onto the people reblogging that post that they wouldn't have the eye to make a disceration between the two.. Which, I have no clue either way, who knows. But thankfully, I don't think any of this takes away from the point being made or hurts anyone too severely. I hope that anyone who feels misrepresented can still understand the post regardless of how I may have offended them, because the underlying transphobia is the bigger issue. And also, to reinforce it again, I AGREE with OP in the right context, I think it's a real phenomena, but I try to be critical of posts if they start to widely circulate without anyone pointing out what can be a potentially harmful idea.

Also to consider as a note though: genderbending can be a precursor to being trans as a form of experimentation. So yes, it is still worth taking into the consideration what you're saying about people who genderbend characters, you have no idea what they're going through even if they claim not to be trans, things can change. But even further beyond that, I focused on trans people for obvious reasons, it's shitty to be targeting a minorty.. But if you're nodding along with my post like, "oh yeah, it's okay if TRANS people genderbend characters, but ANYONE ELSE isn't allowed to" umg. Well. That can still be transphobia, or just generally a dick thing to do. Again, I just think we shouldn't assume that misogyny is involved when there are other incredibly viable reasons for genderbending.

I didn't even bring it up because I didn't want to tbh, but, also a lot of people who genderbend are just.. Into that. That's also a notable reason but again, that wasn't the point.

Btw, this is all coming from the fandom where people rampantly post abt an mlm ship and overlook the other lead that is girl. So. I first hand have experienced the EXACT issue being discussed, but I still wouldn't wanna go and make the wide assertions OP was making. In the end, we are all people on the internet in our niches making assumptions about wider groups even if we don't actually know jack shit about each other. Hence I preach love and tolerate, and to generally not judge people.

I hope this was a decent response and maybe even added something to my previous post. Or maybe this was a jumbled schlock of nothing that went off the rails, I'm sorry if that's the case.

[englishindubellay]

ecg 1 corrigé version Individual Freedom

ID cards scheme to be scrapped within 100 days

Le projet de carte d'identité va être enterré dans les cent jours

The Guardian, 2011

The £4.5bn national identity card scheme is to be scrapped within 100 days, the home secretary, Theresa May, announced today.

Le projet de carte nationale d'identité d'un montant de 4,5 milliards de livres doit être supprimé dans les cent jours, a annoncé aujourd'hui Theresa May, la ministre de l'Intérieur.

Abolishing the cards and associated register will be the first piece of legislation introduced to parliament by the new government. May said the identity documents bill will invalidate all existing cards.

La suppression des cartes et leur base de données sera la première loi qui sera soumise au parlement par le gouvernement. Madame May a déclaré que le projet de loi sur les documents d'identité rendra caduques toutes les cartes déjà en circulation.

May said: "This bill is the first step of many that this government is taking to reduce the control of the state over decent, law-abiding people and hand power back to them.

Madame May a déclaré : « Ce projet de loi est la première d'une série de mesures que le gouvernement prend afin de réduire le contrôle de l'Etat sur les citoyens honnêtes et respectueux de la loi et afin de leur rendre du pouvoir. »

"With swift parliamentary approval, we aim to consign identity cards and the intrusive ID card scheme to history within 100 days."

Grâce à une approbation parlementaire rapide, notre but est de reléguer les documents d'identité et le projet intrusif de cartes d'identité au passé, et ce dans les cent jours qui viennent.

The deputy prime minister, Nick Clegg, said: "The wasteful, bureaucratic and intrusive ID card system represents everything that has been wrong with government in recent years."

All the data currently held on the national identity register will also be destroyed within a month of royal assent.

Le vice Premier Ministre, Nick Clegg, a déclaré « Ce système de carte d'identité intrusif, bureaucratique et dispendieux représente tout ce que le gouvernement a mal fait au cours des dernières années. » Toutes les données actuellement détenues pour le registre national d'identité seront également détruites dans les trente jours suivant la promulgation de la loi par la Reine.

The next generation of "biometric" passports is also due to be cancelled. They were due to include electronic fingerprints alongside the existing digitised photograph already included in chips in the latest passports.

La nouvelle génération de passeports « biométriques » doit aussi être abandonnée. Ils devaient comprendre des empreintes digitales électroniques en plus de la photo numérisée déjà contenue dans les puces des nouveaux passeports.

The decision was welcomed by privacy campaigners. Phil Booth, the national coordinator of the NO2ID group, said: "That the very first bill to be presented by the coalition government will repeal the Identity Cards Act 2006 is a sign that the tide has turned.

Cette décision a été bien accueillie par ceux qui militent pour la protection de la vie privée. Phil Booth, le coordinateur de l'association NO2ID a déclaré : « Le fait que le tout premier projet de loi présenté par le gouvernement de coalition vise à supprimer la loi de 2006 sur les cartes d'identité montre qu'une nouvelle direction a été prise. »

Brendan Barber of the TUC also welcomed the decision: "Scrapping identity cards is an important sign that the new government is committed to safeguarding civil liberties.

Brendam Barber du TUC (Trade Union Congress : confédération syndicale) a également accueilli favorablement cette décision : « La suppression des cartes d'identité est un signe important montrant que le nouveau gouvernement s'engage à protéger les libertés civiles. »

"With public spending under close scrutiny, identity cards were a costly folly that would have done nothing in reality to assist the fight against terrorism and would have been an unwelcome intrusion into people's personal liberty, with a likely disproportionate impact on black and ethnic minority citizens," he said.

« Alors que les finances publiques font l'objet de toutes les attentions, les cartes d'identité étaient une folie coûteuse qui n'aurait en réalité en rien aidé à combattre le terrorisme et aurait constitué une intrusion malvenue dans les libertés individuelles, et ce avec un impact disproportionné pour les citoyens noirs et issus de minorités, » a-t-il précisé.

[some-ut-aus]

AnomalyShift Prolouge

[CANCELLED]

Employee: Sir! We have detected an anomaly on Mt. Ebbot! It requires your immediate attention!

Boss: Very well, I’m on my way.

…. *Walking*

*Something appears on screen.*

Boss: So what is this anomaly you speak of?

Coworker: As you can see, the anomaly appears to be ancient. According to our scanners, it predates the universe itself. 

Boss: I see.

Coworker: But the strange thing is, unlike most ancient anomalies, this one has not simply been dormant up until now.

Boss: Oh?

Coworker: According to our scanners, it just came into existence recently. As in, a few minutes ago.

Boss: What? It’s been here since the beginning of time, but it also just appeared? How is that possible?

Coworker: We are not sure. Our scanners picked this up and we immediately asked you to come over. 

Boss: You didn’t contact the scientists to see if they know anything?

Coworker: Well-

Employee: We were in a meeting with several head scientists when we picked this up, sir! They did not know anything even after sending this through the lab, sir! And all the specialists said the same, sir!

Coworker: ….thank you, Mark. You are dismissed. 

Employee: Sir, yes, sir!

Boss: ….

Boss: It must be a very high level anomaly. Perhaps it is a new type as well. What did the scanners say about it? 

Coworker: We weren't able to determine its type or level.

Boss: Hmm. This is quite the predicament. 

Coworker: Yes. That is why we came to you. We knew that if anyone knew what to do, it would be you. After all, you’re the boss for a reason.

Boss: Yes, well…

Boss: …did you try recalibrating the level detector for customizable?

Coworker: I beg your pardon?

Boss: Who’s operating the level calculator?

Coworker: Uh, Simon. He’s right over here.

Boss: Simon, please recalibrate the level detector. 

Intern: Yes, sir. To what settings? 

Boss: Custom.

Coworker: Sir, our equipment has not been able to detect the data required to create custom settings. 

Boss: I assumed as much. Please set it for custom anyways.

Intern: ….yes, sir. What settings should I put in?

Boss: None. 

Intern: What?

Boss: Don’t enter any. Just hit ‘calculate with data’.

Intern: With all due respect sir-

Coworker: Just follow his orders.

Intern: …..Yes, ma'am.

Intern: It says invalid information.

Boss: Proceed anyway.

Intern: Yes sir. 

*Beeping #1*

Coworker: Well? Did it work?

Intern: Yes! It worked!

Coworker: You’ve done it again, sir! I knew you would!

Boss: Thank you. What does it say, Simon?

Intern: I-It’s like nothing I’ve ever seen before!

Boss: What are we dealing with here? 8? 10?

Intern: No…it’s completely off the chart!

Coworker: What? Put it up on screen.

*Beeping #1*

Boss: My god…

Coworker: It really is off the chart…

Boss: Right then. Extend the possible range of the chart.

Intern: Alright…to what?

Boss: Infinite. Let’s see just how far this goes. 

*Beeping #1*

Intern: 100!!!!

Coworker: And that’s on a scale from 1-10!!!!

Boss: This is insane!

*Beeping #2*

Associate: We just picked up a frequency from the anomaly! Attempting to decode now!

Coworker: I just hope it will work with our equipment. 

*Beeping #2*

Coworker: Oh, already?

Associate: Ma’am? It appears the signal is a message. And it’s in English.

Boss: What? What is the message?

Associate: Putting it on the big screen now.

Associate: “AnomalyShift. An Undertale AU in which some people were swapped in a very random yet very specific way. Why? Cause I can and making AU’s that are completely random are fun lol. Oh, btw hi.``

Coworker: ….I am very confused. 

Boss: Well. It appears that the anomaly is trying to contact us. And can speak English.

Coworker: Um, sir? We don’t think this anomaly is alive.

Boss: We should send a signal out and see if we get a response.Just a simple signal will do.

Associate: On it, sir!

Boss: Now we just wait for a response.

*Beeping #2*

Associate: We appear to have received another message from the anomaly!

Coworker: That was fast.

Boss: Yeah. What does it say?

Associate: “Hello. I see you received my signal. Allow me to explain this, uh, “anomaly” as you call it. Essentially, I created it, and it essentially rewrote your reality. But it starts here. Except for a few little bits of backstory which will probably show up as residual traces. I dunno. But anyway. In order for this anomaly to disappear, someone needs to go down Mt. Ebott. I don’t think I should tell you what exactly will happen, cause spoilers. I have sent data that you can cross reference with your medical files to find someone who is a match for this mission and the power that comes with it. I would strongly recommend sending the one who is a perfect fit, and them alone, otherwise the course of the world might change and a happy ending may be impossible.(Yes, I said happy ending, cry about it) Send me a signal when you’ve found them, and then bring them here so I can give them the rundown on what they’re supposed to do. Please and thank you, {redacted}.”

Boss: Well, I suppose we should cross reference then. 

Associate: Yes sir. 

Coworker: This is so strange. Anomaly's don’t have names, and they certainly don’t send messages!

Boss: Were you not listening, Anne? {redacted} said they were the creator of the anomaly, not the anomaly themselves. 

Coworker: But how can someone create an anomaly?

Boss: Plenty of people have created anomalies.

Coworker: True, but the way they wrote sounded so….different…than what we’re used to hearing from other anomaly creators. They don’t sound like a scientist, or even someone who created it by accident. They sound like they created it on purpose, and for their own amusement.

Boss: They certainly sound….unusual. And yet, so full of authority. I think that they themselves may be some sort of anomaly. Perhaps another type we have not seen. Regardless, I don’t think saying no to them will do us any good. They must be very powerful if they can create an anomaly this strong, and then laugh about it like it’s no big deal. And their previous message makes me think that they have done this sort of thing before. Multiple times probably, and simply for their own amusement. We can not risk angering someone like that, so it seems to be in our best interest to follow their commands. I must do what is best for the safety of everyone. And we simply do not have the available information to know if it is safe and profitable to rebel. I will do my best to figure out the information we need and make the best decision as quickly as possible.

*Beeping #3*

Comrade: We have finished cross referencing.

Boss: The results, please.

*Beeping #3*

Comrade: We have a 100% match!

Boss: Excellent! Who is it? 

Comrade: Operative Frisk.

Boss: Please bring them here.

Coworker: Mark, you heard the man! Go call Operative Frisk!

Employee: Yes Ma’am, right away, ma’am!

*Footsteps*

Boss: Ah, Operative Frisk. You have a very important mission. Please send out the signal again.

Associate: Yes sir!

*beeping #2*

Boss: Today you will be briefed by someone else. The creator of this particular anomaly. We found your DNA to be a perfect match for dealing with this anomaly, at least according to the data sent to us by its creator. 

*beeping #2*

Boss: Ah, that must be the briefing. Open it up please.

Associate: Translating….and done!

Associate: “Hello again everyone. And hello to you as well Frisk. You don’t know me, but I know you. Well, sort of. Anyway, my name is {redacted}, and I’ll be giving you your mission briefing. It’s not gonna be very proper since I don’t know how these work. I’ll just tell you what’s gonna happen and what you are going to do. So under Mt. Ebott, there’s this race of monsters. They aren’t bad or anything. In fact, they deserve to be freed and able to live on the surface. Just don’t freak out when you see them. You need to go down there and go all the way to the end of the Underground, straight to the Barrier, which is what’s keeping them down there. When you go  down there you’ll be attacked, but it’s okay. When you fall, you will gain the ability to turn back time when you die. So even if you die, you can turn back time and be fine. All you have to do is touch save points. Then, when you die, you’ll be rewound back to your last save point. They look like golden stars that only you can see. But with great power comes great responsibility. When you’re down there, you will have the choice to either kill or spare every time you encounter a monster. Listen carefully, YOU HAVE TO SPARE. Even if they seem un-sparable, or insufferable, YOU CANNOT KILL A SINGLE MONSTER. If you do, the world will be destroyed. Don’t worry though; every monster is spareable. Down in the Underground, every battle can be won with kindness. Also, you will have help. So. In order to make this work, I may have enlisted the help of a third party. Due to a change in my plans, I did not end up doing that. So just trust your gut and you’ll know what to do. Don’t mind the voice in your head that yells at and criticizes me. He’ll comment on things you do, but he’s pretty harmless. I’ve sent a map to the hole you’ll enter the Underground by.  And Frisk… try to lighten up. This is supposed to be fun. You’ll love them. I know I do. Good luck - {redacted}. P.S. Any communication you have with the outside world will be cut off on the mountain. Oh, and come alone.”

Boss: Well, you heard the mission. Suit up, Operative. We’re all counting on you, and we know you won’t let us down. Now get down there and make us proud!”

*Cue montage of Frisk getting suited up and heading over to the mountain and jumping down a hole*

[minisugakoobies]

Versus | MYG, JHS - Chapter 4

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader x Hoseok

Genre: smut, fluff, angst, crack, enemies to lovers, Villains!AU

Rating: M (18+)

Warnings: swearing, mentions of weapons - blades, mentions of blood, allusions to murder, allusions to sex, Jungkook is the world’s best assistant, Namjoon’s a master of malapropisms

Word Count: 2k

Disclaimer: NSFW, obviously I don’t own BTS - they just inspire me

Summary: Supervillain exes Yoongi and Hoseok are sick and tired of having their plans for world domination wrecked by you, aka Vitality, the world’s most powerful superhero. When fellow villain Jimin suggests a little competition to see who can bring you to your knees, they both eagerly accept. Now the battle is on as both men engage you in fight after fight to see who will conquer you first. Will you finally defeat these two, or will they destroy you - and possibly take each other out in the process?

A/N: Just taking a little break in the action! Please enjoy these conversations and marvel at how I am incapable of writing Jungkook as anything but soft, even when he’s a supervillain’s sidekick.

Unbeta’d as usual. I’d love to know what you think - my inbox is always open! 💕

Chapter Three ✨ Series Masterlist ✨ Chapter Five

Chapter Four: Interlude

*connection established*

UNRECOGNIZED IP ADDRESS DETECTED - ENGAGING SECURITY MEASURES

*security measures overridden*

Enter Password to Unlock Screen: MyD@3GUdumpl1ng

PASSWORD ACCEPTED

C:\>access mainframe

Bad command or file name

C:\>access main menu

Bad command or file name

C:\>access main files

ACCESS DENIED

Three strikes and you’re out, Jungkook.

…Jin? Is that you?

Tis I. The sexy ghost in the machine. Did you need something, Jungkook?

…Yes. Jimin-ssi wanted me to find Hoseok-hyung’s control manual for the dolphin laser gear.

Is he having trouble getting the gear to work? I can run a diagnostic for you if you’d like. 

No, it’s not that the gear doesn’t work. It’s just… we can’t figure out how to get it on the dolphins.

Very carefully. That’s how. 

Ah.

I’ll send you the manual. Uploading now.

Thanks, Jin. 

You know, in the future, if you need my help, you can just ask, Jungkook. You don’t have to try to hack into me. 

Sorry. Old habits die hard. 

…But while I’m in, how is Hoseok-hyung doing? Last Jimin-ssi told me, he nearly destroyed Vitality with his naval carrier plans but… didn’t.

Hoseok is doing fine, Jungkook. We’ve been running the data and coming up with strategies for future battle scenarios. He’s super focused, like a laser-wearing dolphin. 

Gotcha. But really, how is he doing? 

You know Hoseok, Jungkook. He’s not one to talk about his feelings. 

But between you and me and the firewall, I’m pretty sure he’s been better. 

That’s kinda what I thought. This competition is probably bringing up some sore memories, huh? Poor hyung.

This competition is doing more than stirring up bad memories, I think. 

Oh? What do you mean? 

Just ignore me, I’m probably overanalyzing everything. It’s a force of habit when you’re a supercomputer. 

No, please, go on. 

It’s just that this newfound obsession with defeating Vitality seems to be more than just a desire to beat Yoongi. I’m doing my best to help him, but I can already see it’s starting to consume him. And I fear

Did you just freeze? You fear what?  

Ah, let’s just call this train of thought an invalid path and move on. 

I appreciate your concern for Hoseok, but I assure you, he will be alright. Once he is victorious, he will finally be able to put these troubling matters behind him and conquer the world. Just as he was always meant to do.

If you say so, Jin. Oh, fuck, I can hear Jimin-ssi splashing around in the pool - he must’ve fallen in with the dolphins again. I better go. 

It was nice talking to you again, Jungkook. Take care of yourself, kid.

You too, Jin. Take care of Hoseok-hyung.

Always. 

*connection terminated*

“Jungkook-ah! To what do I owe this pleasant surprise?”

“Hey hyung. I’m just calling to follow up on Jimin-ssi’s request for a meeting with Yoongi tomorrow. He said hyung hasn’t responded to his evite yet.” 

“Oh. That’s probably because our system is currently down here.”

“Shit, really? Do you need me to come out and take a look, Tae? Do you think it’s a hardware issue or software issue?”

“Nah, I appreciate the offer, but there’s no need to come over. It’s definitely a hardware issue.”

“Ah. Hyung destroyed the console with his blades again, didn’t he?”

“No, the console itself is fine, but… he got a little wild with his tosses and cut the power cords.” 

“I thought hyung promised you he wouldn’t throw those around the electronics anymore?” 

“He did, but he’s been a little bit stressed lately. And the blades help him relax.” 

“So exactly has him wound up?” 

“What do you think? The competition.” 

“Ah. Right. I heard you had to rescue Yoongi from containment again after your raid on the server farm went sideways.”

“That’s one way to put it. Another would be to say it was a total unmitigated disaster. Hyung had her in his grasp, Kook-ah. Literally. And she still managed to get the upper hand.” Taehyung barks a harsh laugh. “You know how well hyung handles losing.”

“Mmm. Yeah. I remember the massacre in Milan.“ * a pause* "Taehyung… you don’t think he’s headed down that path again… do you?”

*a heavy sigh, followed by silence*

“Fuck. Hyung, please be careful.”

“I’m all right. Hyung is more likely to lash out at himself than hurt me. Or at inanimate objects, like the console. But… I am worried about him, Kook-ah. I mean, you saw what he was like back then. I still have nightmares about the look in his eyes. The blood on his hands.”

“I remember. I can’t forget.” 

“Exactly.” 

“But hyung, is it just the contest that’s affecting him like this, or is there something else going on?”

“That’s an excellent question, and one I can’t answer. You know hyung doesn’t like to talk about these things.” 

“Sure, but you’re his closest confidant. No one knows him like you do.” 

*another long silence*

“Do you know the saying, it’s a fine line between love and hate, Kook-ah?” 

“Yeah, I’ve heard that.” 

“I sometimes wonder which side of the line Yoongi is on. Or if it even exists.” 

“Which side he’s on with Hoseok-hyung?” 

*a slight pause* “Yeah, with Hoseok.” *another exhausted sigh* “I shouldn’t ramble like this. I’m just tired. We’ve been working on a new plan for several days now. I desperately need some sleep.” 

“Please take care of yourself, hyung. And Yoongi-hyung, too.”

“I will. I want him to win this competition already so we can get back to his big plans. This whole thing is just such an unwelcome distraction, if you ask me.” 

“Mmm. Right.” *muffled shouting in the background* “Shit, I gotta go. Jimin-ssi locked himself out of his Twitter account again. I don’t know how many times I have to tell him to check if his caps lock is on first. Can I let him know that Yoongi will be here tomorrow?”

“Oh. Yeah. Hyung will be there.” 

“Cool. Okay. Well, take care, hyung.” 

“Good night.” 

“No. No. WRONG - Jesus, what are you doing back there?”

Glancing over your shoulder, you shoot your teammate a glare, sliding out of his grip. 

“What do you mean, what am I doing? I’m giving you the massage you waltzed in here and demanded two minutes ago! You know, when you strolled right in, plopped yourself down on my bed where I was napping and told me to, and I quote, ‘rub me down like a ten-dollar steak’?” Namjoon retorts, leaning back against the headboard of his giant bed.  

“Okay, first of all, you weren’t napping, you were scrolling through your phone, and secondly, excuse me if I needed a little TLC after Doc had my ass working overtime in training today.” 

“Fine, I was on my way to napping, when you just invited yourself in. Point is, beggars can’t be chewers.” 

“Hey, you are the one who established our open door policy, buddy, so don’t - I’m sorry, did you say ‘chewers’?” 

“Yeah,” Namjoon bobs his head. “You know. Beggars can’t chew whatever they’re given, they just have to swallow it.” 

You stare unblinking at your friend. “I just… I have so many questions. But look, I didn’t come here to correct you on your idioms, you beautiful himbo. I came here to vent, and you’re not asleep, so you’re going to listen.” Flopping onto the pillows next to him, you sigh. 

“I know better than to ask you if I have a choice in this,” Namjoon settles himself in. “All right. Let me have it.” 

“Doc made me run the Gauntlet today. Twice.” 

Namjoon winces. The Gauntlet is by far your team’s least favorite workout routine. It’s the obstacle course from hell - like a Ninja Warrior course designed by the Gamemakers from Panem. To make it as much of a challenge as possible, the entire thing has to be completed without using your powers. 

“Why twice?” 

“Dunno. Everyone else only did it once. Doc sent them to the showers but held me back, told me I had to go again. When I asked why, he just said ‘Are you defying orders?’” You scowl at the memory, hands flexing at your sides. Energy thrums under your fingertips. “It felt like I was being punished.”

“And what exactly would Doc be punishing you for?”

“For Yoongi and Hobi escaping again.” 

“Vi.” Namjoon shakes his head. “We’ve been through this. The Company doesn’t blame you for that. You’re doing exactly what you’re supposed to by bringing them in! You get the job done, every time.” 

“Yeah, I guess. I just… I don’t know.” There’s no way to explain to your teammate the gut feeling you have. The Company monitors everything you do in the heat of battle through the tiny cameras embedded in your uniform. They definitely saw how both men had you in their clutches and nearly took you out. Those close calls were moments of inexplicable weakness, completely unacceptable in the Company’s eyes. Of course they’re punishing you. 

Or maybe you want them to. Maybe you can’t get Yoongi’s words out of your head. And you’re looking for any reason to believe them.

But that would be crazy, right?

Yoongi’s words. They seemed unusual for him - not in the sense that it was strange for him to rant madly about something, that’s always a fucking given with that guy. But for him to blather on about what the Company has supposedly done to you, as if he gave a flying fuck. It doesn’t jive with his typical modus operandi. 

And then there’s Hobi. That sociopath made the wild accusation that you were like him. That you crave the pain as much as he does. But it’s less his words that are haunting you right now. There’s still a lingering embrace that you can feel, a ghostly reminder of his arms wrapping around you, holding you tight. Why can’t you shake it?

“Maybe Doc just thought it would be a good idea to give you some extra powerless workout time, since your powers keep fritzing.”

When you don’t respond, avoiding Namjoon’s gaze, he sighs. “No, because that would require him knowing about that, and you haven’t told him yet, have you?” 

“I just…” you throw your hands up. “I don’t know if they’ll know any more than I do about what the fuck keeps happening!”

“Well, you’ll definitely never know if you don’t say something.” 

Flapping your hand to shoo away Namjoon’s logic, you frown, thinking of the other reason you haven’t said anything to Doc about your glitches. There’s a fear growing in you that one day, your powers will disappear completely. What will The Company do then? They wouldn’t keep a no-longer-super on the team. And who are you if you’re not a super? 

To voice this fear out loud seems dangerous. Like doing so will make it real. So you don’t tell your friend what you’re thinking as you ruminate in silence.

Namjoon shifts onto his side, glancing worriedly at you. He long ago accepted your nonstop chattering, the way you constantly buzz with words. Your quiet now discomforts him. His aura pulses slightly as he watches you, and the yellow glow triggers a memory of your fight with Hobi. What an overwhelming hunger you’d felt the moment your powers returned. You vividly remember how your instinct was to latch onto him and drain him dry. It felt so wrong to want that. And yet, that made you want it all the more. 

Add that to the list of things to worry about. 

But not right now. Right now, you desire an outlet. And a distraction. You need to feel something other than tired and confused.

Reaching out, you gently cup Namjoon’s jaw, thumb soothing the tight muscle there. “Relax. I’m okay. Just need a little comfort.”

He stops the incredibly sexy but also rather intimidating jaw tick thing he does when he’s concerned or angry and lifts his eyebrows. “I can do that, if that’s what you want.” 

With a nod from you, he leans in for a soft kiss, cradling you close. Clothes are shed, followed quickly by your thoughts.

The room shimmers in yellow for the rest of the night.

© 2022-23 by sunshinerainbowsbts/minisugakoobies. Crossposted to AO3. Please do not copy or repost. Masterlist 💜 Find me on AO3 💜 

[starryserenade]

Lost & Found [Re-Post]

Description:

While repairing the systems of the Sky Patrol, Nicole encounters a threat she finds to be far more dangerous than first believed. But there is another familiar piece hidden in this code--something, or someone, long forgotten.

Characters: Nicole the Holo-lynx, Phage, Ƨ̷̭̯͍͉̣͂̿͊͂̀ʜ̶̧̝̥̤̮̈́͒͌͛͝ɒ̸̯̱̻̩̑͒̉͋̃͜ɿ̷̝̯͓̪͊̒͛͌̄͜b̷̟̣̖̗̜́̋̔͋͠

Author's Notes:

An AU of sorts, and a merger between the Sonic Archie comics and the games. Post Genesis-Wave, and meant to be the moment at which the comics' universe ceased to exist. It also has some elements of what I believed Forces could be, as this was written after a few trailers were released but before it launched officially.

This is a repost of a fic previously titled "You Will Be Found" that I completed and posted on several old socials (my DeviantArt, AO3, old Tumblr, etc.). I thought I'd deleted many of these, but it turns out they were all still on my DA. I just logged in for the first time in about 5 years, and found all of it. Honestly, kind of an exciting moment for me.

Please enjoy!

~~~

“S-something’s wrong…!”

The words flew from her mouth and throughout every inch of circuitry, a flurry of chaotic statements  and unexecutable commands.  Her body blazed with energy that only moments earlier had granted her the aid she so desperately needed.  Currently, however, it had more than exhausted its usefulness and transformed into something else entirely. Pain was not a concept she could easily comprehend and yet she was almost certain this matched the definition of the word.

She cried out in protest as the electricity suddenly surged through her systems, wreaking havoc on valuable code.  It was all she could do to keep the programs relatively intact, knowing full well that her friends’ lives depended on their functionality.  Every ounce of concentration was spent rapidly salvaging files in the hopes it would be just enough to keep the ship airborne.  

And then came the glitch.  Defect. Anomaly.

If she had been even remotely stabilized, Nicole would have purged the thought immediately--Phage’s peculiar traits had no place here.  But something else had captured her attention and for a moment, it was all she could see.  

A gateway.  One she had never before, even in all her scans, managed to detect.  It was altogether out of place, and certainly not free of risks. So the decision she made next went against all programming.  No logic could have justified blindly opening this backdoor, which had somehow managed to permeate all forms of security. Yet, in the most un-robotic, lifelike manner of thinking, she was drawn to it.

Hundreds of thousands of files flooded her memory, vaguely familiar, and yet altogether impossible.  They contradicted events, told a different story than the one she knew, and overwhelmed her completely.  Even so, she managed to keep a tentative grip on the task at hand...until she heard it.  A voice.  One that seemed to void all other variables, silencing them in a single string of characters.  

“N-Nicole...you’re…”

Her circuits skipped a beat, all energy ceasing to flow for one, suspended moment in time.  All the others she could dismiss as invalid, mere mistakes in her code.  But she knew that voice.  

It was enough to shatter her focus.

Whatever energy she’d managed to contain thus far suddenly erupted past the point of control.  It ravaged everything and, with a jolt of surprise and horror, she realized her physical form was giving way.  She tried desperately to keep the device in tact, knowing that it’s destruction meant the loss of invaluable data...including the very code that granted her life.  But whatever Phage had done to her systems was altogether irreversible.  Salvaging the handheld--the closest thing she had to a home--was impossible.  There was only one thing left to try.  

A total transfer.  Logically, she knew that truly feeling pain was impossible for her... and yet the strain of this particular task stretched those limits to indefinite boundaries.  Of course, she could have made it easier.  The most simplistic and necessary of programs--the Patrol’s defenses, weapons, and the like--were more than easy to move. But, once more defying all sense, she clung to the files she had recently discovered.  Something deep within the far recesses of her programming would not let her lose them again.

Again?..

She shook her head, pixels flickering in and out as the power threatened to consume her. No time to think.  It was now or never.  

The process took only a brief second, but that was enough to drain Nicole of nearly every ounce of energy she had left.  In the physical world, no doubt, the scene was nothing more than a small display of sparks and smoke.  But in her realm, it was complete and utter chaos.  Data crossed into the Sky Patrol’s backup server in a mad flood, a hurricane of information.  By the time the transfer was complete, she barely had enough strength to take note of the essentials...not that she let that stop her.  Within a few moments, she’d restored functionality to the thrusters at least, and granted her friends reassurance that she’d survived.  The Patrol’s programs were a mess, but there was only so much she could do.

Need to concentrate, was what she told Sally and the others, though she didn’t specify what on.  Yes, she managed to patch up the weapons and shields but there was no denying her thoughts were elsewhere.  Something was not right.  It felt as though a piece of her was missing, some pivotal branch of code whose absence was wrecking the syntax.  

“...Warn...them...”

A spark.  A pulse.  A wavering silhouette in the corner of her eye. She whirled around and was met with nothing but the empty plane of the datascape, a, flickering gateway...

And an inexplicable sense of panic.

She walked towards the door, half cautious and half determined to discover the true nature of what lay inside...no matter what.  And so, nearing this forbidden gap in all her knowledge, the flow of data coursing through her systems quickened.  The images cleared  and something like a name began to reconstruct itself in her mind.

 “Sha-?”

But the word, shattered and incomplete as it was, never even left her mouth.  A sudden surge of electrical energy interrupted the string of characters and Nicole reeled back, scrambling to regain control as one by one her programs began to crash.  

Too little, too late.

Her digital body and all power to execute commands were rendered completely void as a familiar laugh shook the system.  

“Ah, so you managed to escape. . Bravo. Congratulations. Well done.”

Phage’s shadowed form materialized directly between Nicole and the gateway she so desperately sought, tendrils of viral code wrapping themselves around the Lynx’s figure.

“Pity it won’t make any difference in your fate.”

Nicole bared her teeth, eyes flaring with indignation and rage.  This was her system.  Her domain.  She sure as hell wasn’t going down without a fight.  Drawing from every ounce of energy she could muster, she closed her eyes, reaching out to the corrupted code and fighting to regain control.  

But what greeted her was nothing like what she had expected.  Pure chaos.  Madness.  Fear. Agony.  Countless voices crammed themselves into her head--shouting, screaming, whispering cries for help.  And the worst part?  She knew them.  Not all of them, but certainly some.  Trapped here.  Somehow embedded in the very code through which she tread.

The sheer horror was just enough to break Phage’s hold...either that or she meant to let the lynx go.  And as Nicole stumbled back, memory swarming with souls and worlds she did and didn’t know, the look on her opponent’s face was all she needed to convince her of the latter.

“What have you done?..”  she whispered, digital ears pulled back and form flickering from the sheer amount of data she had just witnessed.  

She could have sworn she saw a smirk somewhere behind that mask.  Her eyes widened as she took a step back, doing the only thing she could think to do.   “R-Rotor?  Sally?”  the names flooded from her mouth into what should have been an external speaker.  But there was no answer.  Not one line.  Panicked, she continued.  “Tails??  Sonic??  Everyone...anyone!  Are you okay?  Phage is....phage has…”  

She stopped short--she didn’t know what Phage had done.  But the widening grin was undeniable now, and it sent jolts of static through her code.  

“Your friends won’t be answering anytime soon.”

She shook her head slowly, searching for the right counter.  Anything that might weaken her foe’s resolve.  She found nothing.  

And then she ran.  

The lynx bolted towards the backdoor--the one place that held any hope of escape or closure.  Now, more than ever, she knew she needed whatever lay inside.  She could sense the darkness chasing after her, biting at her heels as Phage’s taunts filled the system.  But she never looked back.  For even as she drew near the gate, another voice called out to her.  Gentle yet strong.  Courageous but frightened.  A jumble of words and sentences tumbling towards her, reaching out to remind her of something she’d lost.  Something vital, yet long forgotten, and altogether a vibrant beacon of memories that grew stronger every passing second until-

A flash of light.

A flood of noise.

Then silence.  

Nicole stopped, overcome by a sudden sense of almost...nonexistence...as the world painted itself before her eyes.  A barren landscape, scorched and crumbling from some past devastation, took form and bore with it an inescapable truth.

Home.  

But not the home she knew. Or at least...not really.  Apparent destruction aside, this location was not one she truly remembered and yet...it was? Conflicting variables clashed in her syntax.  Every bit of logic told her this place should not exist in either thought or reality. But another side of her, driven by forces she barely understood, assured her it was the setting for a pivotal moment in time.  

“It’s not about me!  It never was!”

Nicole whirled around, looking to the sky as two figures streaked past.  Fire and smoke trailed behind them, creating a billowing spiral of flame as they plummeted to the ground.  Instinctively, the AI was already scanning, and it didn’t take her long to identify the two forms.

Two Metal Sonics..? she realized, narrowing her eyes.  But in the split second she had them both in sight, she could already tell one was different.  There was a spark to him that the other did not--could not--share.  It was so familiar, just like…

The disjointed variables seemed to fall into place like pieces of a puzzle.  Everything had been guiding her here.  But why?  Why to someplace so-

No.  Not someplace.  Someone.

“It’s you…” she breathed the words and felt overwhelming panic rise within.  Without meaning to, she found herself running towards the fight, speed heightened to immeasurable values as the threat reached her ears.

“Weakness detected.  Eliminating.”

She saw its eyes flare red.  Felt the hum of its energy on the rise.

“Get out of there!” She screeched the words, knowing exactly what was about to happen and being absolutely powerless to stop it.  “No…NO!”

The explosion was deafening, but she felt nothing.  Fire streamed through and around her form as she stumbled forward.  Towards the sparking frame.  Towards the anomaly.  Her face was void of expression, eyes flooded with shock as she dropped to her knees.  

“...Shard…”

But even as she reached for his hand, a shadow fell over everything and  the scene dissolved,  leaving her alone and speechless in a never-ending void.  The memories were all returning now.  Everything she’d lost, everything she’d forgotten...it filled her with more guilt than she could bear.  

“It’s happening again…”

Nicole lifted her head at the sound of the voice, hardly able to believe what she saw.  He was there.  Mere feet away, looking right at her.  

“Shard?”

When he smiled, she lost all resolve.  She raced into his arms, relishing the sense of life that greeted her as his silvery muzzle buried itself in her neck.  

“I couldn’t stop it….I’m so sorry, Nicole.” His words were barely more than a whimper, and anything but what she expected.  He sounded so lost, so afraid.  

“Sha...Shard, what do you…?”

“That…thing.  I couldn’t stop it and now the world…just like ours...just like...and...” he cut himself short, tightening his grip on her as if he feared she would slip away.  His laugh was more like a choked sob as he spoke.  “Man...I wish you were really here…”

He thinks I’m just an illusion.  In a way, it touched her.  He’s imagined me here before….

“Shard, I am here.  It’s me.”  

The response seemed to surprise him and he shook his head in denial.  “No...no, that’s impossible.  You can’t be...you…”  He looked her in the eyes for a moment, before his optics brightened with realization.

She smiled.  “Hi.”

“Nicole!” His laugh widened her grin tenfold.  “But how?!  I don’t understand...unless…”

The humour drained from his expression and his gaze shifted to the space behind her.  “Oh no...”

“Oh, yes.”

And with those two words, the moment was shattered.  

“Phage!” she cried out, whirling around as Shard stepped in front, shielding her from the encroaching shadows.  But even as she shouted, Shard looked back at her in confusion.  

“Who’s Phage?”

The wicked laugh came again, shaking the system and causing flashes of code to illuminate the darkness as the virus took form.  “Sweet, naive, little Nicole… I’m afraid your friend...or rather, friends... know me by another name.  Would you like to know why..?”

Nicole screamed, falling to her knees, as countless voices and images filled her head once more.  Only this time, she couldn’t seem to break free.  The thoughts of her friends held her captive as they shouted into nothing.  Terrified.  Lost.  And the darkness….eternal, unending, “Infinite..!”  she screeched, and the memories burned hotter.  The line between dream and reality was growing thin--she could feel  herself slipping away, falling deeper into the abyss every moment that passed.  So alone….alone...al-

“Nicole!” the voice pierced through the pain like a hand ready to pull her to safety.  “Nicole, come back to me, please!  Don’t listen to it! Y-you’re...you’re not alone!”

And like a lifeline, he pulled her to shore.  Her eyes flew open, vital systems just barely flickering online, as she scrambled to speak.  “Shard...what...what happened to them?..”

He just stared at her for a second, glowing eyes telling Nicole he knew firsthand, but couldn’t even begin to explain.  

Phage, on the other hand, seemed all too eager.  “Don’t you see?” she began, but her voice was changing, shifting to a far deeper tone.  Her mask, too, was altered.  The white, feline countenance it once bore became far darker and more...wolfish.  Even the wave of shadows came together to form something like a body.  And all at once, the “virus” became something far more dangerous.  

“Their world is no different from ours.  The very basis of its existence is nothing more than a complex syntax of code.  And code can be changed. Altered. Deleted.  Just like your friends.  Just like your memories.  And... Just. Like. You.”

The creature raised a clawed hand towards its rival, a red cube flickering in the other.  Traces of a smirk were heavy on its voice. “Goodbye.”

“Nicole!”  Shard screeched, eyes flashing red in panic as the Lynx felt her life being pulled away.  She tried, with every ounce of her being, to fight it.  To call forth any code, any sort of command that might void whatever was causing her to fade.  But the power was more than she could bear.  It could have been the reality-bending forces that surrounded her but here, struggling  to cling to the one thing she needed most, the emotion within her had never felt so real.  And it was terrible.  A longing desperation that she couldn’t control.

“No..!”  she half screamed, half sobbed as something like tears streamed down her cheeks.  “I can’t lose you again!  Shard I…”  What she felt went against all logic.  What she felt was impossible.  What she felt...was the absolute truth, and she couldn’t deny it any longer.  

“Shard, I love you!”

There was silence for a single moment before he spoke., and that was when she saw him change.  His eyes dimmed to a deep green and though he didn’t seem to notice, metal softened to fur.  “I…” He trembled as he held her  for what both knew could be the last time.

 But then his mouth was on hers, and none of that mattered.

Time seemed to stop.  Here they were, suspended in a single instant that neither dared to release.  In this one, shining moment, they were so much more than the programming that had bound them.  They were real, and they were alive.

It was all she needed, and so much more.  But even as she faded into nothing, he made her a final promise.  A  promise she would cling to for every moment until the nightmare was shattered.  The promise that would keep her fighting to hold on, until the final instant  its words were fulfilled.

“Nicole, I promise...you will be found!'

[razorblade180]

[At least one year ago...]

Me:I shall make data farm headcanons. These stories and post well be nice and shall come up with various planned ways for Oscar and Penny to forward their relationship by giving Penny various upgrades and explanations to create shenanigans.

Me:I’ve done it. It took time, but it was worth it for my farm boy and robot girl. Plus I got good stories and an Au out of it. I feel like I’ve done decently well to show an human and android relationship with ups and downs unique to them. Hopefully Penny doesn’t die. That would make this hurt.

[present]

Vol8: Boom! Human Penny.

Me:

I know this doesn’t invalidate anything I’ve created, but maaaaaaaaan! I don’t know what hits harder. Coming up with upgrades to make her feel more human in certain circumstances, or the entire premise of wizard farm boy and android girl finding a sense of normality between each other vanishing before my eyes.😭 I know they probably weren’t going to be canon but now if they were, The whole thing is literally built different.

[vegetacide]

TaG: Bloodlines (Part 7.. )

Veg • notables: Any errors in this are strictly my own

Ty to @gumnut-logic and @scribbles97 for the brainstorming help and the encouragement.

Previous: Part 1 | Part 2 Bit 1 & Bit 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6

Rating and General warning: Mature content head. If you are not a fan of medical issues of a female nature in relation to pregnancy please proceed with caution.

Characters: Virgil, Kayo, (V/K)  Jeff, Scott and Grandma.

Location: TaG-verse AU | Tracy Island

E N J O Y

8-8-8

Part 7 Kesalahan

The quiet tinny sound of music and a steady bass beat were the first things Kayo noticed as she started to drift in the land between wakefulness and sleep.

Grogginess sat heavily on her achy body but the comforting scents of home;  a pleasant mix of the sea and her husband’s aftershave, greeted her waking mind.

Opening her eyes just enough to peer through her lashes she was surprised to find the room still heavily shadowed with the exception of the table lamp set on low across from the foot of the bed.   

Its soft light spilled gently into the room and played over the form of her husband.   Casting a juxtaposition of shadows and light across his stubbled jaw and the little dent in his chin she loved so much.  

She wondered briefly who their child would take after.  Her husband’s strong handsome features or her Malay curves and angles.  Either way, she thought as she shifted her hand to cup the swell of her belly,  she would love the child with all she was worth. 

There was no way she was going to let this little go through the beginning of its life like she had.   Running and hiding from a mad man bent on destruction. 

Pushing those thoughts aside she turned her mind back to Virgil.  

He’d pulled up one of the arm chairs from their small sitting room to the side of the bed.  His bare foot was perched up on the side of the bed while he tinkered on a data pad that was resting on an upraised knee.   

He was awake, for that she was certain as he’d dawned a pair of headphones and he’s head was bobbing to whatever musical composition he was generating.   

Intent on whatever it was he was doing, Kayo just watched him.  Enjoying the play of light through his tousled hair and the way he nibbled his lower lip when he was concentrating.  A trait he swore he didn’t do.

It was a good five minutes before he looked up,  his brow shooting up into his hairline when he noticed she was awake. 

Setting the data pad down,  he pulled the headphones from his head.  It was obvious he’d been doing whatever it was he was doing for some time but the banded, depression the headphones had left across the top of his head.  

He smiled at her,  checking the time on the bedside chronometer and dragged a hand over his face as he stretched his shoulders out with a pop.   

“Hey,”  There was a huskiness to his voice that had she been in better shape would have curled her toes.  

“Hey”  She whispered back.  “What are you working on?”  

Virgil shrugged, glancing down at the pad.  “Nothing much,  just passing the time.”  

“Can I hear it?”  

“It’s not done and really it’s just fiddling.”  

“You don’t have to sit vigil.”  She said, holding her hand to him and hoping he would take it. “Doctor Coxley said I would be fine in a couple weeks.”   

“Yes, I do.”  His reply was matter of fact. “And he did but had I been watching you better we wouldn’t be here now.” 

“Virgil…”  Kayo sighed in exasperation, pushing herself up with some effort  so she could see him better.  She wasn’t going to have this conversation lying down like an invalid

Virgil came to her aid,  sliding his arm across her back and holding her steady as he propped her pillows up.  

“Thanks.”  She said, laying her hand on his cheek before he could turn away.  She wanted him to kiss her but she wasn’t sure if they were there yet.   

He put his hand over hers,  turning into her palm but he pulled away a moment later and sat on the edge of the bed.  

“You need anything?”  It was asked as a distraction and Kayo knew it well.  She’d used this trick a few times herself over the years.  

“Virgil,  look at me.”  

He did, reluctantly.  The fidgeting of his fingers against his knees as if he was running through scales told her he was uncomfortable and wanted to be discussing anything but this.  

“You’re not to take it all on yourself.  I am just as much to blame, if not more so for this.”  Kayo pointed at herself,  circle her index finger around all of her and then some.   

“I was the one that messed up with my pill five months ago.  I was the one that was pushing myself to do too much.  I was the one that withheld things from you.”

“Which you apologized for.”  He stated. “And five months ago I messed up just as much as you did.  I’m the one with the medical training and I gave you those antibiotics.”  

Kayo nodded, and fiddled with the edge of the sheets at her waist. “You did but at the time,  neither one of us was thinking very straight. Other things seemed more … pressing.”

That comment got a chuckle out of Virgil.  “Ya,  was kind of reckless of us. If Scott ever found out…”  

She smiled and nudged his backside with her covered knee.  “Who said he doesn’t know. He might be just too embarrassed to say anything to us.”  

He peered back at her over his shoulder,  a thick brow arched in curiosity. “What makes you say that?”

She only had to say one thing.  “Biometrics.”  

Virgil groaned and dropped his face into his hands.  “That would actually explain a lot.” 

“How so?”

Virgil pursed his lips in thought.  “Odd little comments that seemed to say more than they did.  The odd awkward silence.”  he gave a shrug.  “Like something was on the tip of the tongue but then the words never came..”

They sat in companionable silence for a moment.  Kayo, languishing among her pillows and soft sheets.  Virgil’s warmth comforting and lolling her mind.  

She caught herself,  not wanting to fall back asleep just yet.   Enjoying this quiet moment as their bridge to each other healed.  

“What time is it?”

“Late or early.  Depends on which you prefer.”  He rolled his shoulders,  bracing his hands on his knees as if to get up. “Little after 4am. You’ve been asleep for about 5 hours.”  

“I’ve done nothing but sleep since we left Auckland.” 

“You needed it.”  He replied, scrubbing a hand down his face. 

“And so do you.”

“I’m okay.  Grandma will be up in a bit. She’s keeping taps on your vitals for the Doc.” 

She’d figured as much.  If not Grandma than her husband would be but considering how tired he looked it was probably a good idea that Sally was doing it.  

Stretching, he got to his feet.   Grimacing as his shoulder popped in the process, he rubbed at it absently. Obviously the way he had been sitting hadn’t agreed with the old injury and it was bothering him again. 

“Come to bed.”  Hand out, she reached for him.  “You need to get some sleep and by the way you keep massaging your shoulder it looks like your body agrees with me.” 

He hesitated a moment but ultimately the call to sleep won out.  

Grabbing the edge of his shirt,  he tugged it over his head.  Discording it lazily on the floor by the foot of their bed,  a mere four feet from the laundry shoot..Kayo resisted the urge to scold.   Men truly were lazy creatures, though Virgil for the most part picked up after himself there were times that she was reminded of that fact. 

His jeans followed and she rolled her eyes as they too ended up on the floor though the view more than made up for it.  She’d always been a sucker for abs and Virgil’s were … well, words could not describe or do them any justice. 

A thick brow arched at her as he came around to the other side of the bed.  “That is not going to help either of us.”  He pointed out, slipping under the covers and opening his arm to her.

She took the invitation with ease, snuggling into his embrace and settling her head on his broad chest.  “The next two weeks are going to suck.”

His chuckle rumbled through his chest and kissed her brow.  “You’re telling me..”

Scott read over the intel reports from security again and gave up three words in.  He’d already gone over it several times and each time he came up with the same conclusion.

It was quiet on all fronts.  Their unscheduled trip to the mainland had been completely unnoticed.  Not one word of sightings of the famed Tracy Clan in any of the usual media outlets.  Not even one captured image.... Nothing.  

He knew John and Eos cast a wide net when it came to protecting the family’s privacy but usually there was something out there.  A comment on one of the social media platforms,  a blip from the military junkies that loved to watch what sort of aircraft came in and out of various GDF bases despite the numerous no trespassing signs. And a personal jet with civilian tags would have garnered at least one comment somewhere… but there was nothing.  

Sighing, he dumped the reports on the desk and flopped into his seat.   He was being paranoid but when it came to the safety of his family what choice did he have. Looking for things in the shadows when it was a bright and cheery day had been a habit born out of necessity over the years.  And now that the Hood was at large… that habit had grown tenfold.  

The main reason for that was sitting in the lowered lounge going over stock reports and grumbling at some inventory issues at one of Tracy Industries aeronautical plants on the other side of the globe. 

The others were tucked away upstairs resting, he hoped.  Though knowing his brother’s penchant for worrying that was an unlikely case.   Kayo on the other hand had been sleeping on and off since returning to the island late last night so at least that was a blessing.  

Rubbing at his eyes again he contemplated tossing the whole lot at Penny and seeing what she could make of it.  

If he was being over the top,  she would let him know in her polite aristocratic way but he knew she had her hands full at the moment with Kayo being out of action and having to compensate for the deficiency in man power. 

Usually this sort of thing was Kayo’s domain. She was an expert at reading the nuances of what was between the lines.. Or in this case; wasn’t.  Seeing the patterns in the ebb and flow of people. Finding what was out of place or suspicious in a sea of normalcy.  

Being five months pregnant and now with complications put a wrench in that resource though and Scott didn’t dare take any of this to her,  she didn’t need the stress and he didn’t need Virgil coming for his head.  

When the Bear was in full on protective mode of his mate.. Well lets just say the ferociousness of it could even unnerved Scott.  

Most of the mundane day to day tasks Scott had redelegated out among the TI security team. A group of well trained ex-forces members that Kayo had personally hand picked and vetted.   

They were a trustworthy lot that had been with them for several years and had never let them down. Trained,  retrained,  drilled and put through their paces on a regular, they never complained and were well compensated for all their hard work.     

Kayo was a very hands on person,  taking on a lot of the nitty gritty daily duties that could easily be dispersed among the people at her disposal. It allowed her on one hand to get her finger on the pulse of what was going on around her and by extension her family.  On the other hand by doing so she freed up her staff to focus on the more important task of protection. 

Thinking about protection, he was probably going to have to call someone up from the ranks that they could bring to the island.  The security system’s here were in depth but there had to be someone they could use for the interim to maintain everything.. That was a job that he would have to prioritize over the next couple of days and another thing to add to his growing list. 

 His father cursing, roused Scott from his thoughts.  “Issues?”  He asked, in need of distraction as he came around the desk. 

“Just eye strain and stupidity.  I may need to make an appearance at the office to handle this personally.”

“Dad, I don’t think..” 

Jeff waved him off one handed. “I know.  I know but I may not have a choice.  The board is being unreasonably ornery with the current project projections and if the inventory issues aren’t sorted soon there is a real possibility of a delay on production…”

“This sounds rather familiar…”  Scott groused. “You could always have legal look into the contract, see what wiggle room we have.”

“I’ve got Tom working on that now.  It’s not something that is going to bankrupt us by any stretch of the imagination. It’s just a pain in the backside. “

“And the timing …”

“Exactly,”  His Father yawned, stretching out on the couch. “ It’s the  last thing we need at the moment.”

“What’s the last thing we need?”  Came a feminine voice from the other side of the room. 

Father and son turned as one and blinked.  

“Good Heavens,  Kayo you should be resting.” 

Kayo rolled her eyes and came further into the room.   She was dressed simply in a pair of yoga pants and a Denver Tech sweater obviously belonging to Virgil considering how it dwarfed her petite frame. 

She was pale but looked rested.  An air of calm surrounded her with no evidence of the fear that had been present the previous day.  She looked settled and the relief of it had some of the tension leaving Scott.  

Hair hair was down,  curling over and around her shoulders and by the whiff of jasmine he could pick up from where he was freshly from the shower. 

Scott looked past her expecting the large frame of his brother to be shadowing her.

“I convinced him to get some sleep.”  She said, catching the direction of Scott’s gaze.  “It was either that or I was going to sic Grandma on him. 

She toddled over to the lounge and Scott offered his hand to help her down the stairs. The look she shot him would have sent most people running for the hills but he wasn’t put off by it in the slightest.   

There was a silent war for but a moment until he arched a brow at her and she conceded.   Taking his proffered hand and alighting down the stairs with ease.   

“You shouldn’t be on your feet.”  Jeff spoke up, stepping to the side to offer her the closest couch. 

Her hand settled on the swell of her belly and she smiled with exasperation at Jeff. “I wanted to stretch my legs.  I’m not used to sitting around.“

Jeff smiled back in sympathy and took her elbow, urging her to take a seat.  

Kayo complied,  easing back in the soft leather with a mild wince of discomfort.  

Zeroing in on the flash of pain, Scott crouched before her.  “You alright?”

“Just a little round ligament pain. It will pass.”  

“You sure?”  His eyes darted up to his Father’s and Jeff reached for him comms.  

“Most definitely besides,” She held up her wrist, a band like that of a watch encircling it.  “Grandma has me wired up for monitoring. I am not to take it off even to shower so there is no hiding for me until this little stowaway decides it’s time to come out.” 

The hand cupped over her small rounded belly did a gentle sweep back and forth, Kayo seemingly unaware she was even doing it as she glanced at all the data pads on the table.  

So much love for the little one that hadn’t been planned. 

Scott was still in awe of the whole situation. So much had happened in the last eight months.  

They’d gotten their father back from the dead of space after eight long years. Whole and mostly healthy though there would be long term medical issues to contend with

The relationship that Kayo and Virgil had been trying to keep under wraps from the rest of them had been found out due to a nosy reporter when they’d been on scheduled leave. Luckily with the help of Eos and John the rumours had been smothered. 

They’d had a private wedding on the beach shortly after that.  Just the direct family,  and closest friends in attendance.

And not two months after that, they’d found out the couple was pregnant when the whole family thought the relationship was on the rocks. 

So much to process and Scott still had trouble wrapping his head around it. 

“So what’s this I heard when I came in?”

Crap,  Scott had hoped that had slipped her mind and he scrambled for an appropriate response.  One that wouldn’t raise her suspicions.  His father stepped in though before he could formulate a plan.

“It’s nothing to worry about.  Just some concerns with the board in the U.S.  I got it handled.”

“You sure?  I don’t mind looking into it if you need me too.”

Jeff shook his head.  “It’s alright.  I have legal doing the leg work already.  They can handle it.

���Really, it wouldn’t take me anytime at all if you need to go in person to set up a detail.”  She stated and shifted as  if to get back to her feet. 

“I beg your pardon” Came the voice of the family Matriarch that had off three of them freezing.  ‘Tanusha Kyrano Tracy, the last thing you should be doing at the moment is working. “

Sally Tracy whooshed into the room like a woman on a mission and beelined straight for Kayo.  “And secondly to that, you better not have been walking around the island unaccompanied, young lady.  You’ve barely been back on the island twenty four hours and you’re already getting into mischief. 

Kayo’s mouth snapped shut and she looked thoroughly chest fallen.   

“I know you hate not being able to help out but really right now you need to look after yourself and that baby. “  The retired doctor plucked a random tablet off the table, swiped whatever was on the screen away and pulled up the med-reader.  

Kayo’s bio-signs flickered across the screen,  Red lines blipping out a steady beat as O2 saturation levels and blood pressure blinked in the corner. 

Grandma didn’t need to say anymore on the subject as all the proof she needed was right there on the screen. Those blood pressure readings were far from Kayo’s normal levels and creeping towards preeclampsia just like they had been not even a day prior.

Grandma tutted and handed the data pad to her son.  There was a sternness in her gaze as she perched on the couch next to Kayo and patted her knee.  “I want both of you healthy and hearty,  you still have another twenty two more weeks before that little one should make an appearance.  The faster we get on top of this the better it will be in the long run.”

Their Grandmother softened when she saw that her message was getting through and she let up in the lecturing.   

“But since you’re up we might as well get you some food After which we can go for a little walk around the pool for some fresh air.” 

There was a mute nod in response and Kayo was assisted back to her feet. Grandma took her arm and smiled, looking rather pleased that she’d managed to wrangle the security specialist   

“Oh and luckily for you,  we are going to be having a visitor on the island soon.  Doctor Coxley suggested we consult a nutritionist that specializes in pregnancies so Lady Penelope is looking into some for us.”  

“Lucky for all of us.”  Jeff muttered and blinked when he realized he’d said that out loud.   

Grandma shot him a look while Scott coughed to hide his chuckle.    

8-8-8 

TBC

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[inevitably-johnlocked]

Hey, lovely!! Do you have any Johnlock or Mystrade fics with one of the them having a disability? I'd also appreciate any genderswap fics that you may have, regardless of their topic. I find the lack of femlock disturbing :)

Anonymous said to inevitably-johnlocked: Hi! I have been in the mood for some good whump fics lately. Would you happen to know of any that include sherlock getting a life changing disability (paralysis, amputation, blindness, deafness, loss of speech, etc…) Thx

Hi Lovely and Nonny!!

Ahh, I’m so sorry, I don’t have a LOT of fics, and the ones I do have are only Johnlock (don’t really care for Mystrade so I don’t read it), and I haven’t read any femlock so sadly I don’t have personal recs, though you can check out my blog tag to see what I do have on my blog. SO SORRY! <3 BUT I hope you enjoy what little fics I do have <3 

And Nonny, your ask came just in time for this post, so I’m attaching your ask to this one, because this whole list is any of the disabled fics I have, and I’m also linking you to the recs I have for Deaf/Mute/Blindness since you asked for them, though I believe I’ve added them all to this list… In case I didn’t, you can check out those lists too <3

DISABILITIES or MEDICAL CONDITIONS (Apr. 2020)

See also:  

Deafness 

Deaf/Mute/Blind Sherlock/John (Dec 2019)

New World, Old Words by thedeafwriter (G, 641 w., 1 Ch. || Deaf Sherlock, Sherlock Whump, Pining Sherlock, Marriage Proposal, Fluff, Always John) – It was disconcerting to experience. One second, he was laying on the table, breathing in the gas that would make him sleep, the next, he was dragging his eyes open to look around the bright room, trying to wake up.

Angel by MrsNoggin (T, 1,513 w., 1 Ch.  || Winglock, Friendship, Chromoesthesia, Drugging) – John is an angel. That can be the only explanation. A response to the challenging request for a realistic wingfic one-shot.

One in Ten Thousand by Blind Author (K+, 1,856 w., 1 Ch. || Post-TGG, Friendship / Pre-Slash, Discussions of Violence, Worried then Curious Sherlock, Scars/John’s Bullet Wound, Medical Anomolies) – John seems to have unusual mobility for a shoulder wound…

Hear No Evil, Speak No Evil by PipMer (T, 1,895 w., 1 Ch. || Deaf John, Mute Sherlock, Friends to Lovers, Romance, Fluff and Angst, Character Study, Morse Code, Love Confessions) – John is deaf. Sherlock is mute. There are no two people more suited for each other.

Those Days by StillWaters1 (T, 2,663 w., 1 Ch. || Friendship, Hurt/Comfort, PTSD / Sensory Attacks, Caring Sherlock) – If Sherlock had danger nights, then these were John’s danger days.

Reversed by whitchry9 (K+, 3,072 w., 6 Ch. || Hurt/Comfort, Friendship, Medical Anomolies, John Gets Shot) – The man pointed his gun at John’s chest, right at his heart, and shot.’ Wherein John is shot, and Sherlock is the one panicking.

Speaker for the Bees by antietamfalls (M, 14,649 w., 3 Ch. || Deaf Sherlock, Friends to Lovers, First Kiss / Time, Fluff, Sign Language) – It isn’t always easy assisting a deaf detective. Luckily for John, they make a pretty good team.

carrying up his morning tea by darcylindbergh (E, 34,504 w., 5 Ch. || Post S3, Minor Character Death, Grief/Mourning, Wakes/Funerals, Estranged John, Pining Sherlock, Depression/Insecurity, Slow Burn, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Chronic Pain/Injury, Reconciliation, Awkwardness, Loneliness, Scars, Angst With Happy Ending) – His fingers tremble as he dials and he can’t force them steady. Familiar number, even though he hasn’t used it in two years. He isn’t even sure he should be calling it now, but she’d asked. She’d made him promise.

Thermocline by J_Baillier (M, 83,557 w., 14 Ch. || Scuba Diving AU || Adventure, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Marine Archaeology, Asexual Sherlock, Horny John, Relationship Drama, Technical/Scuba/Wreck Diving, Slow Burn, Underwater /  Medical Peril, Doctor John, Hurt Sherlock, Anxious Sherlock, John POV, Protective John, Body Appreciation, Diabetes) – John “Five Oceans” Watson — technical dive instructor, dive accident analyst and weapon of mass seduction — meets recluse professor of maritime archaeology Holmes. As they head out to a remote archipelago off the coast of Guatemala to study and film its shipwrecks for a documentary, will sparks fly or fizzle out?

Just To Hold You Close by sussexbound (E, 70,841 w., 18 Ch. || Autistic Sherlock, Alternate First Meeting, Sherlock POV, ASD Sherlock, PTSD John, Demisexual Sherlock, Bisexual John, Cuddling/Snuggling, Platonic Cuddling, Enthusiastic Consent, Bed Sharing, Love Confessions, First Kiss/Time, Sexual Tension, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Cuddle Negotiations, For a Case Until It Isn’t, Hair Petting, Sexual Negotiation, Anxiety, Trust Issues, Slow Burn, Panic Attacks, Frottage, Hand/Blow Jobs, Referenced Self Harm / Abuse / Suicidal Ideation, First Kiss/Time, Anal) – When a woman is murdered and the last person to see her alive is recently invalided army vet turned reluctant (and prickly) professional cuddler, John Watson, Sherlock Holmes is pulled into a world of intimacy and intrigue he never could have imagined. John is a conundrum and mystery: frank yet reserved, tender yet angry, open yet afraid. Sherlock is instantly drawn into his orbit, and begins to feel and desire things he never has before.

Maintenance and Repair by patternofdefiance (E, 106,650 w., 71 Ch. || Future AU, Augmentation || Augmented John, Depression, Body Modification, Slow Burn, Worldbuilding, Sci-Fi, Self-Care, Body Dysmorphia) – John wants to explain the rush of sensation and data, which is just another form of sensation (or is it the other way around?). John wants to say:Augmentation circuits report temperature, pressure, various forms of quantitative input. Sudden changes are reported as pain, since sudden changes are dangerous, and pain is the quickest way to encourage reflexive extraction. But all John can manage is, “Nng.” Because this sudden touch is not reporting as pain. Part 2 of STATIC

Breakable by MissDavis (E, 117,627 w., 34 Ch. || Established Relationship, Major Character Injury, Fluff/Angst, Depression, Paralysis/Disabilities, Hurt/Comfort, POV Sherlock, Mental Health Issues, Drug Use, Happy-ish Ending) – After John is seriously injured, Sherlock struggles to figure out how to help him, keep himself sane, and maybe, just maybe, get their life back to the way it’s supposed to be. Part 1 of Breakable Not Broken

The Bang and the Clatter by earlgreytea68 (M, 137,049 w., 37 Ch. || PODFIC AVAILABLE || Baseball AU || Slow Burn / Dev. Rel., Possessive/Obsessive Sherlock, Jealous Sherlock, Mutual Pining, Body Appreciation, Depression, Closeted Sexuality, Family, Sherlock’s Mind Palace, Ogling Each Other, Anxious Sherlock, Panic Attack, Drunkenness, Talk of Forever, Big Feelings™) – Sherlock Holmes is a pitcher and John Watson is a catcher. No, no, no, it’s a baseball AU. Part 1 of Baseball

Proving A Point by elldotsee & J_Baillier (E, 186,270 w., 28 Ch. || Me Before You Fusion || Medical Realism, Insecure John, Depression, Romance, Angst, POV John, Sherlock Whump, Serious Illness, Doctor John, Injury Recovery, Assisted Suicide, Sherlock’s Violin, Awkward Sexual Situations, Alcoholism, Drugs, Idiots in Love, Slow Burn, Body Image, Friends to Lovers, Hurt / Comfort, Pain, Big Brother Mycroft, Intimacy, Anxiety, PTSD, Family Issues, Psychological Trauma, John Whump, Case Fics, Loneliness, Pain) – Invalided home from Afghanistan, running out of funds and convinced that his surgical career is over, John Watson accepts a mysterious job offer to provide care and companionship for a disabled person. Little does he know how much hangs in the balance of his performance as he settles into his new life at Musgrave Court.

On Pins And Needles Series by 7PercentSolution, J_Baillier (E, 598,184 w. across 15 works || Sick Fic/Medical Realism, Guillain-Barré syndrome, Autism Spectrum, Medical Procedures, Whump, Romance, Slow Burn, Big Brother Mycroft, Mental Health Issues, Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Drama, Friends to Lovers, See Story for Additional Tags) – His immune system is decimating his nervous system - a civil war raging inside of him. Is there a reaction he’s supposed to be having to this news, now? Something normal: cry, scream, pound the wall? Shake his fist at the uncaring universe? John can’t stop this. An uncomfortable bed at some hospital ward isn’t going to stop this. They keep telling him that this will most likely pass, but no one is answering the most important question: how will he be able to endure the uncertainty and the long wait? (TO READ)

[underlordmenace]

Duh dun duh dun DUN!

I’m redoing the au a bit. A lot of things that happen, happen on Cybertron before any of the Autobots or Decepticons wake up. A lot of the information comes from Shockwave who saw fit to make files on the events that happened before he died. He made multiple of these and sent them out to any remaining Cybertronian settlement regardless of who they are affiliated with.

…

It didn’t work, and the individuals on Earth are the last.

[cupidford]

I’ve taken a tiny bit of time off recently so my reading word count has exploded a bit this month. Enjoy these majestic fics, half a millions words worth!

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Helpless by ivyblossom

John notices something not quite right about Sherlock. Biopsy, diagnosis, surgery, and radiation: Sherlock lives through thyroid cancer treatment. ~13k

Proving A Point by elldotsee, J_Baillier

Invalided home from Afghanistan, John Watson accepts a mysterious job offer to provide care and companionship for a disabled person. Me Before You AU. ~186k

Just To Hold You Close by sussexbound (SamanthaLenore)

When a woman is murdered and the last person to see her alive is invalided army vet turned professional cuddler, John Watson, Sherlock Holmes is pulled into a world of intimacy and intrigue. ~71k

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Winter Afternoon by fengirl88

He didn't know how indelible that impression would be; that he wouldn't be able to delete John Watson from his hard drive even if he wanted to. ~2k

Lead me to the Truth by Lavellington

John didn’t mind following two steps behind: two steps behind Sherlock was still miles ahead of everyone else. ~9k

Below Zero by Calais_Reno

10,000 miles south of London, John Watson sits in a research station in Antarctica. 210 miles above London, Sherlock Holmes is floating in a space station. They are Earth’s only survivors. ~11k

Being John Watson-ish by elwinglyre

Being John Malkovich AU. Sherlock's to a desk job in an archaic office atNew Scotland Yard, where he discovers a portal into the mind of renowned author John Watson. ~70k

prepared to bleed by scullyseviltwin

A history into bisexual John Watson. ~5.5k

6.30 a.m. by Talvikuningatar

If he annoys John enough, John will punish him by fucking the daylights out of him, and it's glorious. What he hasn't counted on is John changing the rules. ~5k

Blindside by thisprettywren

John loves rugby. Sherlock discovers he does, too. ~1k

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Happy by Calais_Reno

What John's really trying to solve is himself. ~3.5k

The Monument of Memory by J_Baillier

John and Sherlock struggle in the aftermath of Eurus, meanwhile a case: A missing woman and a mentalist who may be a murderer. S4 fix it. ~79.5k

Resign Yourself to Me; Or, a Very Short Engagement by lei_che_sogna

A fanciful accounting of how Sherlock and John came to be affianced and, in fairly short order, married. ~4k

Third Possibility by Calais_Reno

John is caught between an immovable object & an irresistible force. ~11.5k

Without Loss of Generality by queenklu

There are more things in heaven and earth, and more important things than John Watson. ~5.5k

An Idle Quest by coloredink

A strangely romantic gesture, coming from Sherlock: a marriage of science and symbolism. ~4k

Wherein There Is a Case, Several Mysteries, John Coming to the Rescue, and an Old Folk Saying by parsnips (trifles)

There are three mysteries to living with Sherlock Holmes. ~5.5k

as if not spoken to in the act of love by coloredink

Sherlock endures the indignities, bodies squirming against one another, the sweat, the saliva, because of John's jam in the fridge and sour-breathed kisses in the morning. ~8k

love letters and thoughts of the kind by shreylock

John and Mary get married. Mary is not pregnant, and not an assassin. Something else happens, and John has to learn to live with it. ~22.5k

Signs For The Distant And Disconsolate Heart by fengirl88

He supposes he is Sherlock's best friend. If you can be the best in a class of one. Or he'd thought he was, until the row. ~2k

Skewed Data by entanglednow

It's not intentional, not the first time.~1k

Constant Reminders by irisbleufic

John starts finding Sherlock's socks absolutely everywhere. ~5k

Like A Long Lost Friend by Muir_Wolf

Holmes/Watson. 09 movieverse. As cowboys. ~1k

Limbo by Calais_Reno

Good Omens crossover. Ordinarily Sherlock would be quite impatient  with all this pointless waiting, but at the moment he feels as if he has all the time in the world. ~4k

Unusual Symmetry by mresundance

John and Sherlock have some mutual learning to do. ~3k

Honorable Mentions

The Basics of Humanity by DoctorJohnHolmes

Upon the death of Milverton, Watson discovers that Holmes had kept a particular bundle of letters from the infamous safe, letters that hint upon his own blackmail. ~4.5k

Saint Bartholomew by Ariane_DeVere

When John finds out something about Sherlock's childhood and makes a nice gesture, why should Sherlock care? ~6k

Movement by Beta_Jawn

John hears a strange noise in the night. ~3k

The World in My Pocket, the Sky in My Handkerchief by lavvyan

The third time Sherlock gets kidnapped, John doesn't call the police. ~2k

It Gets Better by orphan_account

A study in Sherlock. Inspired by the It Gets Better movement. ~1.5k

And Counting by Cannebady

John's thoughts and actions during the Baskerville case. ~1.5k

The Ghostly Beekeeper by ChrisCalledMeSweetie

Rosie Watson-Holmes shares the story of her father’s great tragedy. ~1k

[nonbinaryeddiekaspbrak]

Facts

a sample comm. from my ko-fi

rating: general audience

warnings: none

fandom: sanders sides

other: human au, implied roman/logan, implied past roman/janus, kind of songfic-ish (Maniac by Conan Gray)

words: 450

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If there was any single one thing, one fact, one universal constant that Logan could count on, he knew it would be that Roman always bounced back. In the decade he had known the boy, that small thing had slowly become fact as life dug traps for him again and again and again, with Roman finding a way to claw his way back up every time. It was just a series of words bunched together that just made sense, like saying the sun was the center of the universe.

At least, it was what previous research provided to be true.

Now, standing here, in the middle of the cafeteria, another factor came to play.

Roman was also human. Humans made errors and invalidated data and did not follow any universally agreed-upon set of rules. So given that information, Logan should have known that fact would become something else, like hopeful wishing.

"Tell all of your friends..."

All it took to potentially change that was one variable: a new student on campus named Janus.

"That you hate me, I drive you mad..."

One lone variable that stood over the other, hissing words that barely reached his ears, even then with a majority still missing their aim. Logan knew that he wouldn't have heard them at all if he were standing any farther away. The only thing that held the brown-haired boy in place was Logan's hand holding his, presumably the gesture that started this conversation. Though the entire act mostly gave more questions than answers, ones that he would get later.

"I'm such a stalker, a watcher, a psychopath..."

Logan wants to step between the two, but the tight grip on his hand prevents that, and he's sure that Roman wouldn't want him to fight his battles.

Eventually, the insults end with no casualties, and they part ways, agreeing to never speak again. Logan watches him go with a curious look but doesn't ask anything until after classes that night, when they're pressed together in Roman's bed, their study material split between messily kicked to the ground and neatly sat on the desk. Roman had spent the day quiet and a bit distant and glued himself to Logan in their classes together, and to Virgil during the only course they didn't share.

He was worried the mood had to do with what Janus had talked to him about.

Logan mutters the question into Roman's hair, loud enough for him to hear, but it still takes a moment for him to reply.

"I don't really want to talk about it." Which was an acceptable response, but the way he says it has him worried.

Logan just hopes he still has the shovel.

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Top 10 free Audio Converters: Recommend free audio converter to convert music information into other audio formats. Click the menu subsequent to Import Utilizing, then select the encoding format that you wish to convert the track to. WAV files (in Pro Instruments) are PCM data recordsdata saved with their byte order optimised for the Intel processor. After choosing the proper profile, click on on the Browse button and aiff to wav converter freeware select your destination folder and the name of the new MP3 file that shall be created. AIFF will work OK on Home windows. There's in all probability no have to convert them. Quite presumably the very best free audio converter accessible, Freemake Audio Converter is certainly the simplest to use. Extremely beneficial". UseWAV recordsdata for TV, radio, DVD or another media requiring top uncompromised audio high quality. WAV information are lossless, uncompressed, broadcast CD high quality music files. WAV files are additionally the fitting selection for loops to be processed with Flash for web animations. Audio recordsdata are available in quite a few completely different formats. Some are lossy, reminiscent of AAC and MP3; they save space in comparison with the original information, however a few of the unique information is misplaced during compression. Some formats are lossless, similar to Apple Lossless, FLAC, and SHN; these recordsdata might be converted back to their authentic type without the lack of a single bit. Lastly, some are uncompressed, equivalent to WAV and AIFF; they characterize the precise information from a CD or a master. FLAC: The Free Lossless Audio Codec (FLAC) is the most well-liked lossless format, making it a good choice if you want to retailer your music in lossless. Unlike WAV and AIFF, it has been compressed, so it takes up quite a bit much less house. Nonetheless, it's nonetheless a lossless format, which suggests the audio quality remains to be the identical as the original supply, so it is a lot better for listening than WAV and AIFF. It is also free and open source, which is useful for those who're into that type of factor. Another free device, TMKK's XLD or X Lossless Decoder, is a cornucopia of audio instruments. While it handles fewer file formats than Max does, it has one big feature that different such applications lack: it could possibly exploit cue sheets—texts files that record details about the beginnings and ends of tracks for albums ripped as a single file. Cue sheets are used to keep away from gaps inherent in MP3 files (iTunes and the iPod now support gapless playback, however not all hardware and software program do). Pristine Classical, for example, sells its MP3s as single files, as a result of the small hole in the beginning and finish of MP3s can result in extremely irritating breaks in steady music." To separate a file with a cue sheet, open thecue file in XLD, select the appropriate music file, then click on Decode; XLD will break up or decode the file in accordance with the preferences you may have set for its output format. Custom FFmpeg Export : Permits interface-based mostly export of some further compressed or uncompressed codecs not listed above, and choices for exporting formats containing alternative codecs (for instance, WAV format containing MP3 or OGG format containing FLAC). Notice: not all codecs and codecs are suitable, and a few exports would possibly end in zero-byte or invalid information if FFmpeg doesn't support the mix chosen. This is not a great way to go. OKAY if it's temp, but if these recordsdata are going to kind the idea for the OMFs or track exports for the final mix, then it is best to go back to the CDs and convert the CD tracks to at least 48kHz 16-bit stereo AIFF or WAV files. When you convert the MP3s, you'll bypass Last Minimize Pro's incapacity to playback MP3s, however your quality might be caught at MP3 quality. The Mastered For iTunes concept can be applied to most of the online distribution channels as well. Nonetheless, it isn't at all times clear what format your WAV file gets converted to after you add it. There's not a sensible method to test completely for all the various encoders your music could encounter. It's necessary to speak to your mastering engineer, how and where you propose to distribute your music, and skim the high quality print on the file specs for any given distribution service. Initially, upload the FLAC file by clicking "Add Information" button in the program. Alternatively, aiff to wav converter freeware you can even add by utilizing drag and drop option. The nice WMA to M4A Converter can convert WMA to M4A, AAC, WAV, AIFF, FLAC, MP3, ALAC, and AC3. Edit audio file to chop off the unneeded half and reduct the file measurement. You'll be able to convert music or sound to WAV format with free online converter.

As soon as you've create a music, report a track, you may export Export GarageBand to digital music for later playback or for use together with your other initiatives, including iPhoto, iDVD, and Http://www.audio-Transcoder.com/ iWeb projects. You'll be able to export GarageBand to digital AIFF information on Mac however will unable to export GarageBand to lossless FLAC, WAV, WMA or lossy MP3, OGG, AU, AC3, MP2, ARM, and so on.

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APE to MP3,MP2,WMA , WAV, OGG, APE, AAC(utilized by iTunes),FLAC(lossless compression),MP4,M4A, MPC(MusePack),AC3,TTA,ofr(OptimFROG),SPX(Speex),Ra(Actual audio), and WavePack. In the case of conversion from APE file to MP3, I guess you've got scanned so much on the Web to search out the best way out. However solely few of them indeed help the conversion. Even, most APE converters allow to do that, but you in all probability have to obtain two or three plug-ins to make it work. It is really boring, isn't it? Other than that, some converter instruments take a lot time on putting in to your laptop and importing the APE file. What's worse, the uploaded audio file may be invalid due to the format restriction, which suggests it only supports the input formats like MP3, WMA and WAV. Fortuitously, it will not be an issue stopping you from APE to MP3 conversion with apowersoft audio converter, a total free and dependable online software. MP3 to APE Converter helps conversion with none momentary information it brings you excessive changing speed and saves the laborious disk useful resource. In case you might be seeking extra superior options, likelihood is you will want to strive File Blender which helps audio conversion, video conversion and many different file conversion and processing capabilities. Not solely can Hamster convert a number of audio recordsdata in bulk, however it will possibly merge the information into one, very similar internet site to Freemake Audio Converter. The last however not the least, OGG to MP3 Converter is Windows 10 appropriate and works with Windows 7 (64-bit and 32-bit). Free ape To MP3 converter 4dots may be very to make use of. Freeware obtain of Free APE To MP3 Converter 4dots 1.zero, dimension 19.forty seven Mb. Best M4A to MP3 converter Superior MP3 Converter is actual highly effective music convert software program, can convert M4A to MP3 , and audio codecs file corresponding to MP3, M4A, WAV, OGG, APE, MPC, CUE, AAC, MP4, M4A, TTA, AC3, FLAC, OptimFROG, Speex, WavPack, ALAC and so forth from one format to another.

Choose the files which can be needed to merge, than click on "Merge" button and it merges a number of information into one to save your time. You will notice the following display screen. As to APE information associated with Cue, if there isn't a Cue file, it might't choose the music when taking part within the file. Open the Cue file with Notepad program, you possibly can see that it information -ape-to-mp3 the singers of complete album in APE data, album identify, APE file title, observe quantity, each monitor title, artist, begin time and end time. Thus it is so vital for you while you wish to burn CD with the APE file, or to separate single APE file into individual songs. All software products that you'll find on , including Free APE To MP3 Converter 4dots, are either free, freeware, shareware, full model, trial, demo or open-source. You'll be able to't obtain any crack or serial number for Free APE To MP3 Converter 4dots on Every software program that you are able to download on our website is freely downloadable and one hundred% authorized. There isn't a crack, serial quantity, keygen, hack or activation key for Free APE To MP3 Converter 4dots current right here nor we support any unlawful way of software program activation. Should you like software program product please take into account supporting the writer and buying product. If you can not afford to buy product think about using various free products. CloudConvert is a free on-line file conversion device with support for over 200 file types, including 20 of the most popular audio codecs. The free plan limits you to five concurrent conversions with a most file size of 1GB. It additionally limits you to 25 complete conversions per day, and free customers are on the bottom of the precedence record, so it might take a very long time to convert files during peak utilization hours. CloudConvert is easy to make use of and obtainable as a Chrome Extension and iOS app, in case you do not need to use the web device. Stellar can be one of many quickest programs we examined. It converted a 625 MB WAV file to a 26 MB MP3 in lower than two minutes. There are not any hidden windows or menus to navigate and the software program walks you through the conversion process step-by-step. Stellar additionally converts and edits video recordsdata. Use it to add a watermark or modify the brightness, contrast and saturation of a variety of video formats, together with MP4, AVI and WMV. It does not have a quantity normalization tool, but it could change a stereo observe to mono and adjust the bitrate and pattern fee. In the event you care the quality of the output audio, changing FLAC to Apple Lossless audio is recommended. Supported output codecs (conversion): MP3, AAC, WMA, OGG, M4A, AC3, FLAC, WAV. MP3 Audio Converter is ready to convert a number of audio files of different codecs, in addition to complete folders in a single single conversion by only a easy click on. To transform APE to MP3, first, add all of the APE audio information by urgent the Add button after which go to Audio section and select MP3 from Format menu. For those who do not want to make modifications earlier than conversion, then just press the Begin Button to provoke the conversion course of. But, if you wish to make changes on audio before conversion, then use menus like Resample, Bit-depth, Compression Degree, etc. to vary audio properties of input APE file(s). As one of the most professional audio converter, this APE to FLAC converter will also be applied to transform between audio codecs like MP3, WAV, AIFF, VOC, VOX, AU, FLAC, WMA, M4A, ape to mp3 converter app for android free download Apple Lossless, OGG, MKA, AAC, AC3, DTS, RA, RAM, APE, AUD, AIF, AIFC, MPC, QCP, SHN, TTA, PCM, AMR, AWB, MPC, and so forth. Now, select MP3 from Profile Menu. Quality of output file may also be chosen from here by selecting options like Wonderful High quality MP3, Good High quality MP3, Commonplace High quality MP3, etc. There may be an possibility to use the identical folder the place your source recordsdata (APE) are saved. Alternatively, you'll be able to choose any folder in your pc (1). It's worthwhile to have ample privileges to create files in the chosen folder, in any other case this system will be unable to avoid wasting converted recordsdata.Free Music Converter is an audio converter software program with the flexibility to convert APE recordsdata to MP3 format. Like other music converters, it might probably additionally perform audio conversion between information of various formats reminiscent of AAC, AC2, AU, MP3, M4A, MP2, OGG, MKA, WAV, etc. Plus, you may as well extract audio from videos of varied widespread formats (AVI, MP4, 3GP, WMV, and so on.). Together with audio conversion, you too can enhance the overall conversion pace by enabling the convert utilizing all attainable cores option from the Tools menu.