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a/n: I JUST!!! am excited, esp for the next chapter for everything that's going to happen THIS CHAPTER FORWARD AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA i hope you guys are too ;w;

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pairing: plus size!oc x rooster

warnings: no warning, just pure fluff because of these two gooberssssssssssss

chapters:

1/2/3/4/5/6/7/8/9/10/11/12/13/14/15/16/17/18/19/20/21/22/23/24/25/26/27/28/29/30/31/32/33/34/35/36/37/38/39/40/41/42/43/44

45/46/47/48/49/50/51/52/53/54/55/56/57/58/59/60/61/62/63/64

65/66/67/68/69/70/71/72/73/74/75/76/77/78/79

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Beatrice couldn’t believe it, she turns thirty…today. Well she already turned thirty at two am since that was her ‘official’ birth time. She didn’t even notice how fast the week went by, she now was thirty, with a new car on her driveway and a sleeping Rooster holding her waist from behind. She woke up a few minutes ago, seeing it was seven thirty in the morning on a Saturday and neither of them had plans of getting up yet.

Thirty.

She was thirty.

She didn’t feel any different, obviously, it wasn’t like those educational videos you’d see in school where the woman goes from twenty to thirty and her clothes change and she now has three kids on her arms. She just…she just felt…like a better version of herself. With someone who loved her and…wow she’d really get a whole new life huh? Beatrice blinked, holding Rooster’s arm around herself, her hair falling over her eyes a bit. “You think way too loud.” his deep sleepy voice says from behind her head, his breathing making the strands of hair move when he speaks.

Beatrice smiles, slowly turning her head to face him, his eyes still closed, but his lips quirked up in a smirk, “I’m sorry.” she whispers, “I didn’t mean to wake you.” her boyfriend’s eyes slowly parted open, crinkling at the corners when his smirk widened.

“I know how you can make up to me.” he murmurs, leaning his head closer so their lips barely touch, “It’s a really good idea, wanna hear it?” she nods, turning fully to face him with his arms still around her waist, “You can start by losing the night shirt, that would be a great way to start my morning.”

Beatrice laughs when he pulls her on top of him, pressing her chin in between his pectorals with her cheeks dusted red, “But…I thought it was my birthday?”

His eyes glinted with mirth, “Of course birthday girl, but that would work both ways.” he whispers with his lips brushing hers, pressing soft kisses to her pink mouth, “Both of us would have a great time.” she chuckles against his lips, cupping his face with both hands, keeping their lips connected in a loving liplock before he mutters something, making Beatrice pull her head back in question, “Happy birthday, baby. How are you feeling?”

Beatrice blinked, thinking about how she should respond to this, biting her lower lip while looking to the side, “I…I feel…” she hums, still considering her words, “I feel fine, I guess it didn’t hit me yet.” one of his hands came up to brush a tangled strand of brown hair behind her ear, combing his fingers through it to get rid of the small knots without hurting her, “It still feels a bit surreal.”

He nods,moving his finger to comb the hair closest to her scalp, carefully, “I get that, it’s a whole new step in life.” he murmurs, watching Beatrice still look a bit conflicted by that, like she couldn’t believe she really reached thirty. “But hey, it’s not so bad.”

“It’s not.” her answer comes with a smile and her cheeks redden just enough for him to grin back at her, “I told you before how I expected my thirtieth birthday to go and now…now it’s nothing how I imagined and I like it!I do, it’s just…I think my brain is muddled up a little bit.”

Rooster makes a sound of understanding, bringing her closer to his lips so he could kiss the curve of her jaw with the hand that was combing her hair petting the back of her neck, “I get that, baby. I do.” he says with his lips still pressed against her lavender scented skin. “But you’ll get used to it as the time goes by, speaking of which,” he gently pushes her aside so she’s lying back down on the bed, pushing himself to his feet, “Time to make you breakfast.”

He didn’t want to let her go, but it was her day and he wanted to give her a good morning alongside the plans they had later that day. Plans that thankfully Evelyn was kind enough to give him the green flag, telling him everything was ready for when they showed up. “I’m going with you–”

“Oh no, no missy. You,” he gestures with his index finger, “Are staying in bed, looking pretty and relaxed and I’ll call you once it’s done.”

Beatrice, while incredibly touched by the gesture, couldn’t help the little pout on her face, “But…”

“I’ll be fast, you’ll see.” he winks, adjusting the elastic of his sweatpants on his hip bones, walking downstairs with the same smile on his face. Beatrice only sighed with her cheek still pressed to the pillow, hearing him talking to Jolene downstairs and the usual sounds of her cabinet doors being open.It doesn’t take too long for the playlist he had saved up on his phone to vibrate on the speaker she kept downstairs.

She smiles hearing I’ve Had the Time of My Life and Rooster following along, undoubtedly throwing some moves while doing so. Beatrice waited a few minutes, then pushed herself to a sitting position, stepping away from the bed and slowly trekking downstairs.

Her smile only widened when she saw Rooster had Jolene in his arms, the pittie’s front paws draped on his broad shoulders as he danced along with her, unaware of Beatrice watching the scene from the doorframe. Jolene looked confused, but she was happy to be involved if her swinging tail was any indication, followed by her tongue wetting Rooster’s cheek in a sloppy kiss.

Beatrice tried her hardest to hold her laughter, but a soft giggle made its way past her lips, making the pilot stop and turn to face her, “Oh no, we’ve been discovered Jojo.” he whispers comically on the dog’s ear, “Now she knows you can dance!” it was hilarious how Jolene’s expression turned from happy to worried as if it was true and she has been a dancing dog all along but now Beatrice found out about it. She wriggled on Rooster’s arms, trying to escape and he lowered her enough for the pittie to walk away.

“Dirty Dancing is one of my favorite movies too.” she comments after a while, Rooster looking at her in surprise, “Maybe I had a crush on Patrick Swayze. Sabrina had a huge Dirty Dancing poster on her wall and I remember admiring him from afar.”

Bradley smiles, “Well,I’m not Patrick–”

“You don’t have to be. You are you and that’s even better.”

He breathes out a soft laugh, crossing his arms over his chest while leaning his lower back on the counter, “I’m flattered.” he smirks, pulling one of his arms to reach towards her, “C’mere. I think this could be the first birthday gift I can give you.” she drops her hand on his, smiling confusedly at his words until he pulls her flush against him “Your own version of Dirty Dancing.”

Beatrice laughs tossing her head back not believing his words, “You are too cute Roos. Honestly I can just be with you, without dancing, and I’d be more than happy.” but of course he’d never leave it like that, especially when the chorus hit. Beatrice squeaked out in surprise, no matter how many times he picked her up, she was still startled whenever he did that, easing down from her fright with a disbelieved laugh, hugging his neck.

“There you go, now you are just like Baby.” he smirks, leaning up to peck her lips and then gently placing her back down on the floor, “But I half expected you to wait a bit longer to get back down.”

“Maybe I missed you.” she shrugs, biting her lower lip with a smile, holding back her laugh when his eyes dropped to it immediately, narrowing playfully before he turned back to what he was cooking, “Can I see what you are cooking?” but he steps in between her and the oven, hiding whatever he was cooking from her view, “Roos!”

He looks over her shoulder with feigned innocence, “What?” he drawls gently, his lips still smiling,”Maybe I don’t want you to see it yet.” Beatrice just huffs with fake annoyance, crossing her arms and then stepping back to sit on the kitchen chairs, “You’ll like it though,I promise.’

“I know I’ll like it, you are a wonderful cook.” his posture changed as his chest puffed in pride, muttering a ‘yeah I am a pretty good cook’ to himself, much to his girlfriend’s amusement, “And I’ll like anything you give me.” Bradley looks back at her sitting down on the chair, the soft fabric of her night shirt riding up her thighs, exposing more of the pale expanse of her thigh for his eyes to see.

He keeps his lids low and irises focused on that bare piece of skin before he looks back at the pan in front of him, “I’ll keep that in mind.” her cheeks reddened at the obvious insinuation hidden within the words, propping her chin on her open palm, watching him move about the stove still humming to the songs being played in the little speaker. Beatrice closes her eyes, loving the deep timbre of his voice mixed in with the song’s vocals, having her own little private show and wishing nothing more than this, it was great. It truly was great.

An amazing way to start her birthday, she couldn’t lie one bit.

Beatrice keeps her eyes closed, hearing him grab a few plates, fill a mug with coffee and milk just how she liked it, “Keep them closed.” his voice shows up suddenly by her left and she has to hold back the jump of surprise, nodding once she fixes herself on the chair, placing both hands over her thighs.

She hears and feels him moving back and forth, arranging the table in front of her as she tries to hold back her warm smile, “Don’t open yet.” she reassures him she won’t, laughing quietly when he kisses her cheek and walks away again, the sound of something ruffling - like paper- calls her attention. “Wait…okay, open.”

Beatrice blinks, trying to gain her focus back and figure out what this blurry of colors was after a few seconds. Her smile widens when she sees that yes, he prepared pancakes, alongside a small bowl of yogurt with fresh berries and her usual morning coffee. But in the middle of everything was a tiny bouquet of lavender and daisies,inside a small vase “What- how did you?” she immediately ignored the breakfast, not because she didn’t care for it but because her heart demanded she grabbed the flowers, “How did you even manage to hide this one from me?”

Bradley shrugs coolly, pulling a chair to sit down while bringing his mug up to his lips, “Well you know, I just had to distract you.” he answers, finishing it with a wink and a soft laugh, “Thought you’d like it.”

“I do like it.” Beatrice’s soft voice replies, lifting the small flowers to her nose, fluttering her eyes closed with a small smile, “You know how much I love getting flowers.” she gently fixes the flowers inside the vase, turning it back and forth to see all the different shades of lilacs and how the daisies went from white to a light champagne color, “It’s beautiful, Roos, thank you.”

He smiles back, sipping his coffee as she digs in her breakfast. Her cute dance that meant ‘i really love this food and I can’t keep myself still’ was still adorable and he noticed she mainly did that with the food that he cooked or if it was something that he liked. It was the little things that Beatrice did that he was just now figuring out even more. “How’s it?”

“Hmm!” she swallows the pancake, washing it down with her coffee, “It’s amazing,Roos.” she replies, wiping her mouth with the napkin by her side, “No complaints.” he smirks more, telling her to enjoy her breakfast while he finished his…until she noticed he wasn’t eating that much and decided that they were going to share it either way, “It’s my birthday and I want to share it with you.”

She had to pull it’s my birthday card…but he wasn’t complaining. Not when she looked at him like that. Mav told him once that he was weak for Beatrice and honestly, he truly was. She still had no idea how much power she had over him, she had no clue how much she could simply look his way and he’d melt like a popsicle on a hot summer morning.

When they finish breakfast, and Rooster tells her that he’s the one washing the dishes and she should just enjoy her birthday, Beatrice sits on the counter right by the side of the sink so they could talk without being too far apart, “You know in a few minutes I’ll get calls from all my relatives wishing me happy birthday.” she pauses, “It’ll be…a lot of calls oh my God.”

“It just means they care.” Bradley chuckles, putting the wet dishes and cutlery on the drying rack by the side. Beatrice nods, biting her lower lip, following the line of muscle from his shoulder to his bicep, watching it move and flex as he cleans everything. “Bea, you need to stop ogling me…because then I’ll just stop this and we’ll have to fix something up.”

“Well…you did say I could make it up to you in some way.” Bradley drops whatever he’s holding into the soapy water, giving her a look with one of his eyebrows up to his hairline, “You said so.”

His eyes narrow playfully, “Give me a few minutes, then we’ll resolve that. How’s that?”

“Sounds great to me.” her cheeks felt so hot she felt she could melt herself, but she watched as Bradley returned to the task of washing everything with her hands tucked in between her thick thighs, still looking at his bicep and the sharp curve of his jawline and the thick column of neck. While admiring him, Beatrice couldn’t help but wonder what the plans would be for that night, he did say they’d go to the karaoke, and she could call Shells if she wanted her to come or even Evelyn so they could have a fun time together, “I’m excited for tonight.” she smiles, “I think it’ll be really fun.”

“It will be a lot of fun,baby,” he says while tilting his head in her direction and winking at her and holding back how much they’d be doing once they got there. Everyone agreed on coming, Michael and Leonardo too after some time of Bradley asking them to keep quiet and not blurt it out to Bea, “I haven’t been to a karaoke bar in years, I think I’m a bit rusty.”

Beatrice gives him a weird look, narrowing her eyes in his direction, “You sung at the Hard Deck quite a few times, I don’t know if I’d consider you rusty.” he chuckles at her explanation, wiping his hands on a rag and tossing it aside after he’s done, “So you know, I don’t think you’d be rusty at all.”

“I appreciate your enthusiasm.” he says, finally stepping closer to her since he was done washing everything, spreading her legs to he could step between them, “But, let’s talk about how you could make it up to me, I was thinking that after the breakfast settles we could have a nice, lovely shower.” he murmurs against her skin, pressing soft butterfly kisses to the curve of her jaw, “Where I’d wash you everywhere.”

Beatrice’s face turns red and she giggles, biting her lower lip, “Well it is my birthday.” she whispers, “I’d love that.”

“Maybe a massage too.” he smirks, dragging his lips up her ear, making goosebumps form on her skin “I am really good with my hands.” Beatrice couldn’t even reply because he picked her up under the thighs, Beatrice wrapping her legs around his waist out of habit, giggling with her face a deep shade of red, allowing herself to be carried up the stairs.

They had to go to the karaoke bar exactly at eight, it was the time where mainly everyone would be waiting and the time everything would be just perfect. He was excited for Bea, he knew how much she’d like this and how much it’d mean to her…even if he had to throw some deception along the way.

Shells and Evelyn were ‘too busy’ to join the karaoke night, which made Beatrice feel a little crestfallen, looking down at her phone with a tiny frown on her face, “It’s okay baby.” he tries to ease her sad heart, rubbing the back of his index finger on the side of her face, “You guys can try again some other time.”

“I guess so…I’d’ve liked them to show up, you know?” she drops the hand holding the phone to the side, then places the small device into her bag as Rooster waits for her, “Just…you know, they are my friends.” she grabs his hand when he offers, the two walking up to the karaoke bar, trying to avoid getting hit by the passerby’s that were coming around, “Oh, wow, I hope we can find a spot inside, it looks like it’s full of people.”

“Yeah, me too.” he lies, trying his best to bite back his grin when they wander inside, Bradley walking up to one of the ladies seated at front where they could choose a room to go. But he didn’t have to choose because it was already chosen and closed for. Beatrice, thankfully, is too distracted pulling her phone back out to check that maybe her friends changed their minds and are on their way over. She only looked up when Rooster tugged her hand and told her to follow him, “We’re in luck, we got one spot safe for us.”

“Oh really?” she smiles, her smile turning confused when they wander past the usual small group areas to go up the staircase where the big corporate rooms are, “Oh, ah, wow, and it’s up here?” she couldn’t help but look at her surroundings in surprise. “I thought this are was for big groups or something.” her boyfriend doesn’t reply, in fact he just sends her an amused look and gently places his hand on her lower back, guiding her through the sea of people.

They end up at a large double door with a red sticker on it, a sticker that looked a lot like a party hat. Beatrice couldn’t really ask much, because Rooster opened the door with his free hand - she could see only black- and gently pushed her inside, “Roos what is–

“SURPRISE!!!”

Beatrice yelped in shock, holding onto Rooster’s arm when the lights turned on revealing every single one of her friends in there, with the addition of Michael,Leo, Cynthia,Marina and Derek, all of them inside a large room filled with party decorations and a large plasma screen in the middle of the wall. Beatrice’s eyes widened, trying to get past the shock with a hand over her heart, “What–what–”

“Happy birthday Bumblebea!!” Shells shouted, blowing a pink colored horn that sounded like a dying duck more than an actual instrument. The brunette was still digesting what was happening, furrowing her eyebrows when she saw Shells…and Evelyn…wait a minute.

“Wait! But you guys said you were busy–”

“It was a little white lie so you wouldn’t be suspicious,” Comes Evelyn’s voice from the right, stepping away from Jake to wrap an arm on her friend’s shoulder as a hug, “Plus don’t get mad at us, it was all Rooster’s idea.”

Beatrice looks back at her tall boyfriend, who was now grabbing one of the chilled Budweiser bottles from the tin bucket in the corner, giving her a proud smile, “Roos…you, how did you–”

“It wasn’t easy, I have to admit. Evelyn helped me get this spot for everyone,” the black haired woman nodded in agreement when Bea turned to look back at her, “And you know, I thought you’d like it.”

Beatrice never had a surprise party before, she always wanted one…and now, for her thirtieth birthday she got one. Because her boyfriend organized it - well her boyfriend and her friend - something for her again. Her eyes were so wide they looked like they’d pop out of the sockets at any second, barely noticing when people started hugging her, congratulating her on another year on this Earth.

When she was calm enough, her eyes finally adjusting on seeing everyone and now that they were all taking their places in the comfortable dark blue couches in the room, Beatrice got closer to Bradley with her eyes shining, “Did you really…organize this for me?”

“Of course.” he answers easily, lifting a hand to cup her chin, rubbing the slope right underneath her lower lip, “I thought you’d like it.”

“I…I love it! I’ve never had a surprise party before Roos…this is…'' she turns her head to see her siblings with their respective spouses already getting familiarized with the Dagger squad. Penny was there too, she didn’t think she’d show up since today was Saturday and it was still early…did she take a night off just to come to her birthday? Beatrice couldn’t even help the happy sigh that went past her lips the more she looked, “This is…really the best gift ever.”

Rooster’s gaze softened at the same time hers did, watching her watch the others with a warmth inside those green irises he couldn’t help but keep his eyes on her, dropping his hand from her chin to stuff it into his pocket, “You are welcome baby.” he coos, leaning down to kiss her temple, then her red cheek, “This is all for you.”

All for her.

Everyone was there for her.

She couldn’t even…describe what she was feeling right now, gratefulness? Happiness? All in between and at once? It was near euphoric, perhaps that would be the closest way to elaborate what was running inside her head. “Thank you Brad. Thank you so much.” she whispers, trying her hardest not to cry and destroy her carefully done make up - she did go all out on it that night - sniffling quietly, “No one ever did this for me.”

“I’m full of surprises.”

“Yeah…” she was going to marry this man, there was no backing away now, “Yeah you are.”

“Hey! Come on lovebirds! Are we going to start this show or not?”

Both of them turn to where Shells was currently fiddling with the karaoke playlist, everyone else already seated and snacking on the peanuts they usually kept on the center table before every main meal. Bea then turns to Rooster, who smirks and nods his head forward, “After you, gorgeous.”

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62 - To Getting Rebekah Back

Part 63

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Dragging Aurora's limp body into a room of the Mikealson's compound I threw her against the wall while we waited for her to come back. Flipping my hair out of my face I scoffed leaning against the wall. "I don't see why we can't just do a mind dive on her like Klaus did with me when I was still a witch."

Freya began burning some sage in a circle in the middle of the room. "I'm shocked you're thinking about the safer option. A few minutes ago you wanted to kill her."

"Oh please. She's annoying me enough where I still want to kill her." Snapping my gaze downward to her slumping my shoulders. "But she's the only one who knows where Bex is."

She nodded her head seeing that she was waking up. "Took you long enough."

"Oh, are we to play a fun game?" Aurora asked, lifting her head up.

Freya burned some more sage around her. "Actually, yes, and now that my spell has made it so that no one can hear what happens…"

"Cause in case you missed it we're gonna have a lot of fun." Bending my knees I grabbed her chin in my nails flashing my fangs.

Aurora smiled up at me. "Raelyn, how I wish I could adore your flair. I can't forget the fact that you gave him what I couldn't."

"Ohh well I can rub it in your face after you tell us where Bex is." I wined releasing her chin from my hand.

Aurora made a nose looking at Freya now. "Oh, ok, so then what, pray tell, are we doing here?"

"I think I'll leave my sister in law to tell you what's next." She sat the sage down when I rose to my feet.

Crossing my arms over my chest I smirked wickedly at the vampire girl. "You're gonna tell us where to find Rebekah, or we're going to kill you."

Aurora made a disappointing face. "Oh. Hmm."

Raising my hand up I snapped my fingers drawing her up to me holding her by her throat. "Where's my sister in law?"

"Not telling." She snapped.

"Ah sha lana!" I responded where she grabbed her head falling on the ground.

"Still…not…telling." She groaned.

Turning on my heels I launched one hand forward, breaking her legs together at once. "Tenebris lapsus!"

Aurora fell on the ground but she began laughing where Freya stepped up, beginning spells of her own on her. She launched her around the room like a rag doll for hours. Until she landed against the dresser panting. "Uh!...Is that the best you've got?"

"Until I can kill you yes!" Baring my teeth together in frustration I clutched my hands into fists causing some fire in one hand. "Incendia! I'm gonna ask you again... where is Rebekah?"

She smirked, rising to her feet before Freya snapped her fingers causing her entire body to feel pain. "You're quite strong for an infant."

Vamping up to her I punched her across the face. Aurora ran towards me where we went back and forth hitting one another until I slammed her against the wall. “Ah! Uh... Uh... Uh! Ah! Uh! Uh! Ah! Agh! Oh! Rrgh! Ha! Ah! Uh! Huh!”

Freya clutched her hand forward causing the red head to hold her head yelling in pain for a few minutes. “Whoo! Ha ha ha! That actually hurt. Ha ha! Oh, I haven't felt pain since the 1700s... kind of tickles... and for that, I'm gonna make you suffer.”

“No you’re not actually.” I grabbed her by her shoulders siphoning from her.

She winced sharply. “Huh! Agh!”

"How about a werewolf bite, you psychotic, little bitch? Cause I know someone who doesn't have a relationship with you. Motus !" Growling in her ear I released her into the wall.

Aurora smirked where I wanted to snap her neck right then. “By all means if only I can laugh in your face when Nik heals me.”

Freya glanced at my direction growling through her labored breath. “Maybe Klaus would heal you, but I doubt he would heal your brother. Why don't you have your werewolf Hayley bite him instead?”

I smiled at the red head. “Hmm, that’s not a bad thought.”

Aurora threatened, crossing her arms over her chest proudly. “No one should dare harm my brother... Seeing as you're all going to need him if you want your precious Rebekah back.”

Our group was back in the dining room with Lucien clicking his tongue. “Longitude and latitude. Lovely.”

Tristan clinked his galls with his sister. “Well, despite our differences, I believe great strides were made today.”

Aurora smiled. “Hmm.”

Elijah made a threat sitting back down at the table. “Tristan, I can't murder you this very moment, but I could just as easily tear those eyeballs from your skull and feed them to your sister.”

Klaus warns him with me leaning against the armrest of his king chair. “Elijah, these are our guests.”

Aurora said back. “ Nik, it's so sweet of you to defend us.”

“Don’t get too comfortable with the idea!” I warned her by crossing my arms over my chest.

“You know, I doubted my brother's wisdom in bringing us all together today, but he was right. We must confront the harsh realities we all face and make difficult choices... To ensure our collective survival... And I have every confidence that my choice... Will be the right one.” Klaus got to his feet moving behind Tristian suddenly snapping his neck.

Aurora gasps at what he had done when he threatened her sternly. "Were you anyone else, the servants would already be mopping your blood from the floor. If you do not bring my sister home, Tristan will die slowly and in tremendous pain."

Aurora croaked through tears. “You betray me after all your promises of love.”

Nik raised his voice at her getting in her face threatening her to bring her home. “I meant to keep those promises! It was you who shattered them when you took Rebekah! Now I have your brother, a sibling for a sibling. I want Rebekah back.”

Aurora got in his face vamping away. “You will regret this. Huh!”

Freya asked him with me standing by her hip. “After everything today, you just let her go?”

Elijah reassured her. “Aurora should be easy enough to control. We have Tristan now.”

Klaus shifted closer to his vampire flashing his golden wolf eyes into his. “Lucien... You will take me to Camille, and you will surrender the medallion, or you will meet an end so cruel, the devil will weep.”

Stomping around the knocked out vampire I didn't bother wasting time vamping to his place. The elevator door opened quickly where I noticed that Cami was waiting outside holding a daylight ring. “Cami, we have to go now.”

“I took that vampire guy's daylight ring. He can’t get out until dark.” She told me to hold it up.

Taking her hand in I rushed us back to the elevator tapping my foot nervously until the door opened again and I gasped under my breath. "Aurora, shit!"

"Hello again, Raelyn." She smiled wickedly. "You must be Cami."

Cami's heartbeat began to race in our vampire ears. "Raelyn, what do we do?"

"Don't worry. I can take her!" I revealed my fangs and the veins under my fangs to her.

Aurora backed us into a corner when she revealed something from behind her back. In her hands was a stake and a vial of some liquid that I could only assume must be werewolves venom or something. "Oh on the contrary dear girl. You see she won't be getting the upper hand against me this time."

"What the hell are you going to do to me?" I growled shielding Cami with my body. "Leave Cami out of this."

The red head shook her head. "Sorry not an option. You see, I need her for my plan."

"Raelyn - uh!" Cami grunted when Aurora shoved a needle in her body to the floor.

I attempted to vamp at her but she pressed the tip of the stake over my heart. "Ah ah not so fast, darling. You might be a witch but I can still stake you and kill you with this."

"You really are a bitch. Why are you doing this?" I bared my teeth.

She leans forward. "Cause I won't let you keep my lover from me. Now either you come with me willingly or I kill Cami right now."

"Why you little -" I cut myself off when she moved the stake over her human heart in a taunting way. "Huh…fine."

Aurora grinned, dragging the blonde human towards the doorway. "Excellent."

"Dic mihi, hva du vet…" I mumbled praying that she didn't hear me do my mind spell before I followed her through the elevator. "Nik, please find us before Aurora kills me or Cami. We need you."

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#look i'm just saying that in at least three of those languages they chose the most passionate and romantic version of the phrase possible

My Top Posts in 2022:

Finally upgraded my Google Docs into a nice basic website. Things will be added when I have the opportunity and if you have suggestions/corrections, please let me know through a DM!

47 notes - Posted March 30, 2022

100 followers on Twitter!

30 followers here on Tumblr!

37 fics in the tag where there were 9 two weeks ago!

Hope everyone is thinking about what to write/draw!

49 notes - Posted March 18, 2022

Commission from @Macu_artz on Twitter! This is a scene from my Sheith fairy-tale AU The Six Cursed Heirs. I am so happy to have this.

101 notes - Posted December 4, 2022

Okay, so, about “The Sandman”...

It’s amazing.They pulled off a really elegant adaptation, based on the fact that I cannot point to either the comics or the series and say one was better than the other. Plots were tightened up. Characters got shifted here and there. They did the wise thing, in my opinion, and removed just about every reference to the DC superheroes other than a pair of name-checks. By allowing characters to be played by actors regardless of race or gender, they ended up with a cast that did a stellar job. Where there was classic bloody gore/horror, they surrounded it with intense psychological horror so that even those of us who are the type to look away from the screen got almost the full impact. And they took full advantage of the medium to produce incredibly rich and lush visuals and bring iconic pages in the comics to life.

As I said last night, if you feared what a live-action version would do to a story you treasure, don’t be afraid. And if you’re hesitant to watch a series without having read the source material, don’t hesitate. This feels like the once-in-a-generation event where the adaptation not only lives up to the original, but can stand beside it as an equal.

Spoilery thoughts under the cut for both the series and the comics.

I am still really astonished at just how deft an adaptation the series it. Every time I went, “Wait a minute, I don’t like this change,” by the end of that episode or the next I was sold. For example, I was missing Miranda, Rose’s mother, at the beginning of Episode 7, as the buffer between Rose and Unity and also because we were shown the circumstances of their separation from Jed and not just told. But when Gault took on Miranda’s appearance and then railed against Dream because she didn’t want to be a nightmare anymore, it made perfect sense.

And Gault herself was a revelation. In the comics we have a team called Brute and Glob, a rather dumb pair of nightmares, trying to make their own little Dreaming in Jed’s mind. (And if I remember correctly, they’re a reference to one of DC’s older horror comic titles.) They are the ones who capture Hector Hall at his death and bring Lyta to live with him in their fledgling kingdom, and Hector is the “Sandman” of Jed’s dream world. It works in the comics because the text and art pay homage to an early 20th-century comic strip called “Little Nemo”. But it would have been extremely hard to do that on screen without losing the viewers, so they made Jed the star of his dreams instead and gave him all the hokey superhero trappings. And that works because Jed is a kid, with a kid’s imagination. But it gets even better when we see that Gault’s motivations weren’t about power, but about protecting Jed from his abusers because she had changed and wanted to be free of the limitations of her origins. It hit me a little later--it’s such an elegant metaphor for those who are constricted by society because of their race or sexuality, constantly fighting the huge obstacles wanting to prevent such people from any kind of metamorphosis (I mean, Dream gave her butterfly wings when he recreated her as she wanted to be). Which leads me to the one giant tonal shift that has me curious about future seasons. Dream in the comics is almost completely without humor. He is ultra-serious about his duties and responsibilities and way too proud, unwilling to change as the aeons go by. And his inability to change leads him to his end in a classic literary tragedy - even though he knows change will be necessary, he resists and even plans for his demise by setting up for the possibility with Lyta’s child as his successor. But it’s really hard to get a TV series off the ground when your leading man is not just the aloof emo archetype but stoic and stern to the point of needing to be introduced as a prisoner to garner sympathy for him. My husband and I were genuinely surprised in the first episode when Dream cried over Jessamy’s death, because it signaled a depth of caring that we don’t see until much later in the comics. But the TV Dream does show emotion, albeit mostly quietly and with a lot of amazing face acting by Tom Sturridge, does appreciate humor and irony, and at the end of this season does seem to see the need for change.

So now I’m very curious as to how they will herd Dream to his death. Will there be a back-and-forth because Dream can’t change enough? Or will the undertone about the universe having rules mean that Dream’s arc will be less about tragic choices and more about circumstances, with him having to accept the consequences of spilling family blood when he gives Orpheus the coup?

(Of course this is assuming that Netflix allows the series to be completed instead of cutting it off after 2-3 seasons. Yes, I’m still bitter about Sense8.)

TL;DR - I loved it, I think Neil Gaiman has taken full advantage of his previous TV experiences to find what works and find who will work best with him, and I will re-watch this series many times and keep watching any future seasons.

145 notes - Posted August 10, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

tagged by @josilverdragon

favorite color: royal blue, purple, red and black together

currently reading: The Love Hypothesis by Ali Hazelwood

last song: “Fire and Rain” by Matt Kearney

last movie: I genuinely don’t remember

sweet/savory/spicy: Sweet

currently working on: a major work deadline so I can get back to writing fic

Tagging: @attheendofsummer @goldentruth813 @stlgeekgirl @rangergirl3 and anyone else who would like to play

177 notes - Posted October 28, 2022

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star2fishmeg · 3 months

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≡ᴘʀᴏᴍᴘᴛ ʟɪsᴛ

Big ass list my apologies, haven't made one of these in yonks. Feel free to use any of these however you wish!!

—ғʟᴜғғ

1. “I think I’m falling in love with you.”

2. “Is that my shirt?"

3. “We’d make such a cute couple.”

4. “Are you flirting with me?”

5. “Well, since you aren’t feeling too good, maybe this could help?”

6. “I could kiss you right now.”

7. “You gave it your best shot. That’s all anyone could ever ask of you.”

8. “Can we just stay in bed?”

9. “Let me kiss it better.”

10. “Stop moving I’m almost done!”

11. “You look like shit.”

12. “Just pretend to be my date.”

13. “You came.” “You called.”

14. “I’m right here.”

15. “I like you just the way you are.”

16. “Please, stay.”

17. “You owe me a favour.”

18. “Can I ask you a favour?”

19. “Would it be okay if I kissed you?”

20. “Why are you looking at me like that?”

21. “Can I come over?”

22. “Why don’t you take a picture? It’ll last longer.”

23. “That is by far the stupidest thing you’ve ever done.”

24. “How much did you drink?”

25. “How drunk was I?”

26. “You make me want to be better.”

27. “Come back to bed.”

28. “You’re lucky I love you.”

29. “You kissed me last night.”

30. “They’re coming. Kiss me!”

31. “I really need you right now.”

32. “Wanna bet?”

33. “Let me take care of you.”

34. “Say that again? But slower.”

35. “Going somewhere?”

36. “I heard that!”

37. “Why are you awake?”

38. “This isn’t what it looks like!”

39. “Go to sleep.”

40. “Why are you looking at me like that? Something on my face?”

—sᴍᴜᴛ

41. “I’ve never done this before.”

42. “This stays between you and me.”

43. “Will you stop talking for ten minutes?” “Why don’t you come over here and make me.”

44. “We’re not just friends and you fucking know it.”

45. “Look what you did to me, I’ve had to deal with this all day.”

46. “Give me a little show.”

47. “Stop teasing!”

48. “We’re in public, you know.”

49. “We can’t do that here.”

50. “All you had to do was ask.”

51. “Do you think they heard us?” “Yes, we did.”

52. “Could they make you feel this good?”

53. “Do I make you nervous?”

54. “We have to be quiet.”

55. “Bite me!” “If you insist.”

56. “Oh my god, do that again.”

57. “We’re going to be late.”

58. “You taste so good.”

59. “Don’t hide from me, you’re beautiful.”

60. “I know you can be louder than that.”

61. “Mine.” “Say it again.”

62. “Let them know I’m yours/you’re mine.”

63. “This is wrong.” “So wrong.”

64. “Oh, you like that.”

65. “It’s so hot when you talk to me like that.”

66. “Make me shut up then.”

67. “Who knew you were hiding such a dirty mind.”

68. “I’ll put that pretty mouth of yours to work.”

69. “You’ve never been fucked before? How?”

70. “This is exactly how I imagined it.”

71. “I like it when you tell me what to do.”

72. “Look at me.”

73. “You want to cum? Beg.”

74. “Show me how much you missed me.”

75. “I keep thinking about your body against mine.”

76. “I’m going to fuck you so hard you won’t remember his name.”

77. “I’ve been wondering what it feels like to…”

78. “Makes me want to wreck you.”

79. “I thought this was a one-time thing?”

80. “You look so fucking hot right now.”

—ᴀɴɢsᴛ

81. "Is this the end? After everything we’ve been through?.”

82. “We shouldn’t be doing this.”

83. “I needed you, and you weren’t there!”

84. “You’re always leaving me.”

85. “Why do you hate me so much? What did I do?”

86. “It wasn’t your fault.”

87. “The fuck was that?”

88. “It’s not you that I don’t trust, it’s them.”

89. “You’re kidding, right?”

90. “Open your eyes!”

91. “Can you please come get me?”

92. “I’ll stay as long as you need.”

93. “Ssshh, it’s okay, I’ve got you.”

94. “I don’t deserve you.”

95. “I should’ve expected this.”

96. “We used to spend every day together. Are you telling me that staying the night in the same place is too close a proximity for us to share?”

97. “Maybe the fact that we have such a hard time staying away from each other is saying something.”

98. “I thought we were more than whatever…this is. But clearly, I was wrong.”

99. “Interesting, isn’t it? Two days ago you were a fumbling, blushing mess and looking at me like I hung the stars out for you, and now you can’t even look at me. Real fucking interesting.”

100. “Why can’t you admit to anything? This is your fault!”

101. “What are we?”

102. “Things would be fine if you didn’t go and run your mouth!”

103. “I didn’t know you felt this way.”

104. “Do you know how stupid you made me feel?”

105. “Why don’t you love me back?” “You’re drunk, let’s get you home.”

106. “I don’t think I can do this anymore. Not with you.”

107. “I can’t do this anymore. Sometimes…sometimes I really need you and you’re just not there.”

108. “I’m not allowed to be upset because they were hanging all over you?”

109. “You’re supposed to be mine!”

110. “I’m not jealous, fuck off.”

111. “Are we going to be okay? I don’t want this to change anything between us.”

112. “You deserve the best. And that’s…that’s not me.”

113. “Don’t cause a scene, please.”

114. “I didn’t mean to fall in love with you, I really didn’t and I’m sorry.”

115. “I don’t want to be the second option anymore.”

116. “It’s starting to feel like you don’t want to be seen with me.”

117. “What about me? What about my life, my feelings? Where do I come in all this?”

118. “I will always find you.”

119. “I love you. I will always love you, but I’m not sure you love me.”

120. “You always do this!”

—sᴄᴇɴᴀʀɪᴏs

121. Seven minutes in heaven

122. Car sex

123. Sneaking away/around

124. Getting handsy on the dancefloor

125. Oral, but one person is trying to concentrate on something else

126. Situationship/friends with benefits but it’s requited feelings

127. Situationship/friends with benefits but it’s unrequited feelings

128. Morning sex

129. Only one bed

130. Phone sex

131. Cockwarming

132. First time

133. Bffs ‘practising’

134. Inexperienced gets a ‘lesson’

135. Mutual masturbation

136. Hot tub sex

137. Sex while camping

138. Shower sex

139. One night stand

140. ‘I can’t sleep’ sex

141. Making out

142. Semi-public quickie

143. Skinny dipping

144. Pussy/cock drunk

145. Oral fixation

146. Getting caught (by partner or by someone else)

147. Drunk sex

148. Make up sex

149. Fingering

150. Fake dating

151. Childhood friends to lovers

152. Enemies to lovers

153. Friends to lovers

154. Best friend’s brother/brother’s best friend

155. Taking care of sick partner

156. Opposites attract

157. Roommates to lovers

158. Work colleagues

159. Forced proximity

160. Second chance

161. Secret dating

162. Girl/boy next door

163. One that got away

164. Soulmates

165. University

166. Tutoring

167. Unrequited love

168. Love at first sight

169. Summer fling

170. Patching up an injury

171. Mutual pining

172. Exes to lovers

173. It’s always been you

174. Right person, wrong time

175. Meet-cute

176. Meet-weird

177. Neighbours

178. ‘We both don’t want to be here’

179. Fake enemies

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undertale-museum · 4 months

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Behind the Stacks

Part 1 / Part 2 (here) / Part 3

Being's X's notes will be intermixed with mine, Guide.

Paper Crane by Little Noko

note: dub

RIP Iozih

The notes say you had a wonderful 8 page comic called "The Real Threat" published in 2019 about Dream and Ink.

Lunar Chan Gallery

(x) Fight Me Brother! ____ P: 2019/7 ___ C: Dream, Nightmare

Guide: possibly creator of Empireverse?

Starvation by mallanmissan

UTMV enesemble

Sans - Eternal Starvation【 Undertale Comic Dub 】

Maxlad

BabyBones

Mobell Papyrus, Swapfell Papyrus, Edge, Undersail Papyrus, Blue, Papyrus

Drink

Rivertale Sans, Swapfell Papyrus, Swapfell Sans, Edge, Red, lots of Undynes, Underlust Papyrus, Undersail Asgore, Stretch

Nightmare

Edge, Red

[Begin X] Note: There is a folder of Underfell deviations. This is my favorite

RiverBabies

[Being X] C: UF!Papyrus (the only one who matters)

[Being X] Note: FAQ page says more pages are planned but it was posted awhile ago. It says it should end with reveal that Outertale was messing with Multiverse machine or something. Check back in later, hopefully there will be more content.

Rivertale

Edge, Red

[Being X] Note: Start at the oldest deviation and skip past the pictures. Otherwise, you’ll miss something.

[Being X] TW: confession treated with disgust,

Note: Dubs: BabyBones【 Undertale Comic Dub 】 // Drink Part 1【 Undertale Comic Dub】 /// Undertale AU Comic Dub - Misunderstanding

Once Again by mikoto-tsuki

RIP mikoto-tsuki

You created "Once Again" [2016] that was 100 pages long and there is no way this tiny 15 minute dub does it justice but at least we saved something.

RIP miyako47

You created a long running Asylumtale comic from 2016 to 2019 that reached 63 pages. It stared Frisk, Papyrus, Sans, Toriel and an Undyne of that universe.

Being X's notes state that there is a patreon so... hopefully it still exists somewhere in the great unending void.

Muskka

Guide: the following is straight from Being X's notes. I made no alterations because I'm tired. Incredibly, Muskka did not get hit by the ban, so most likely all the tumblr links are intact.

Tumblr / Deviantart

(A052_1) [Dating UT!Sans RP] ____ P: 2016/4

(A052_2) /Intro/ __ [US!Sans RP] ____ P: 2016/5

(A052_3) UT!Sans Sansta RP ____ P: 2016/12

(A052_4) [UF!Sans Roleplay] ___ P: 2017/5

(A052_5) [Classic Captures UF!Sans]

P: 2017/5 ___ LU: 2017/8 ___ Status: Incomplete, unknown ___ Pages: 5

(A052_6) Red Scales Ch 1 / Chapter 2 Link 1 / Chapter 2 Link 2

P: 2017/9 ___ LU: 2019/7 ___Status: Ongoing ___Pages: 25

C: UF!Papyrus, UF!Sans, UT!Sans

Jokes: Ask Section / Fisher Mermaid

[AUs]

Classic Edge Fight / Subby Error and Ink / How Red Gets Injured / Tease Edgy x Classic / Edgy in Dress / Thunder, Bedtime Story / Fanfiction Excerpt / Time Machine Written/Comic (only) / Animation

[CherryBerry] CherryBerry / Cherry Berry Block by Classic

[Classic]

/ Classic Sans Tummy / Classic Sans Tummy / Short Cut / Flashlight Joke / I'm Lovin' It (Ask) / Flowey Kiss / Smol Sans (1) 2: Smol Sans (2) / Skelebro Sans Shorter / Date Enthused Papy/ Touchy Ask / Smol to Norm Sans / Soul Swap (TW: death)

[Papyrus x ]

Wolf Papyrus(es) (Dub 15:18) / Wolf Papyrus(es) (Dub 15:18) / Swap Papyrus X Edgy / Swap Papyrus x Blueberry / Swap Papyrus x Classic / Slayer Sans

[Slayer] Slayer Sans / Slayer Draw Dump - Ask Question Section

[Viewer]

Sleepy Sans X Viewer / Sans Tummy X Viewer / Underfell Papyrus x Viewer / Intimidation Hug

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stillunusual · 6 months

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Leeds United: Meslier, Ampadu, Cooper (Firpo 63), Kamara (Joseph 84), Bamford, Summerville, Rodon, James, Gray, Rutter (Piroe 74), Byram (Anthony 84).

Subs not used: Darlow (GK), Cresswell, Shackleton, Gelhardt, Crew. Good Friday was another dramatic day in the Championship promotion race, with all four teams who are competing for the automatic promotion spots playing at different times.

Leicester City played first, but missed their chance to go back to the top of the league by losing against Bristol City. Southampton were up next, and drew their game against Middlesbrough. Ipswich were third to play, and beat Blackburn 1-0, which moved them into top spot.

This meant that Leeds United needed a win against Watford to reclaim first place, but disappointingly we had to settle for a point after a largely sub-par performance at Vicarage Road.

In his post-match interview, Daniel Farke explained that the international break had left him with only six of his first team squad, and that he had been unable to do a training session with the full team before this game. Willy Gnonto, Ilia Gruev and Connor Roberts returned to Elland Road with injuries. Gnonto and Roberts will probably miss half of our remaining fixtures, but Gruev's injury is apparently less serious. Junior Firpo wasn't injured but was left out of the starting line up after arriving in Leeds the night before the game. Georginio Rutter had a minor hernia operation nine days ago, but was deemed fit enough to play.

For some reason, Farke decided to deal with Gruev's absence by moving Ethan Ampadu back into midfield and giving Liam Cooper a rare start in central defence which, in retrospect, turned out to be a mistake.

We've got used to our defence being well organised and solid, but right from the start the back four looked shaky, with a definite lack of understanding between Cooper, Joe Rodon and Illan Meslier in particular. And I never though I'd find myself saying this, but we really missed Firpo's forward runs, link up play and assists. We also missed Gruev's presence in midfield, where Ampadu and Glen Kamara kept getting in each other's way, and - with the notable exception of Crysencio Summerville - the whole team was poor in the first half. There were definitely some weary legs out there….

Watford are a decent side, which has under-performed massively this season, despite having several players with Premier League experience. We beat them easily at Elland Road last September, but this time things were very different. The opening few minutes were played entirely in the Leeds half of the pitch, and Watford dominated the game until the break.

However, the first real shot on goal was from Summerville in the fifteenth minute, who cut inside on his right foot and struck powerfully, forcing Daniel Bachmann into a good save.

Watford took the lead in the 31st minute, when a quick counter-attack ended with a strike by Emmanuel Dennis which Meslier saved superbly, but the ball rebounded directly to Vakoun Bayo, who made no mistake from close range. Dennis almost scored a second a few minutes later but was thwarted by a last ditch challenge from Rodon. Summerville then gave us hope with a stunning equaliser. He again cut inside and curled a shot into the far corner, and this time the Watford keeper wasn't able to get near it. But just before half time, Dennis received the ball on the right wing, pushed forward into the box, went past Cooper as if he wasn't there and beat Meslier with an unstoppable finish.

The second half was more even, and Leeds almost equalised early on, when Summerville burst into the Watford penalty area and forced Bachmann into another good save.

But we weren't able to create another clear cut opportunity before Farke made his first substitution, taking off Cooper and bringing on Firpo to play at left back, moving Sam Byram to right back, Archie Gray to midfield and Ampadu back to central defence. Leeds immediately looked more balanced and gradually took control of the game, but still struggled to find a cutting edge. Farke then replaced Rutter (who had been a shadow of his usual self and maybe should have been rested) with Joel Piroe, and with only a few minutes to go, his last throw of the dice was to replace Kamara and Byram with Mateo Joseph and Jaidon Anthony.

Literally 25 seconds later, Joseph scored the equaliser when he found space in a packed penalty area to bundle the ball into the net after an excellent run and cross from Summerville.

Moments later, Leeds almost took the lead when Summerville worked his way into the box again, only to see his shot saved by Bachman. The ball fell to Anthony who also managed to shoot on goal, but Bachmann stood firm again and made another excellent stop.

We kept up the pressure, but couldn’t find a winner….

Nevertheless, a draw felt like a good result under the circumstances, even though the day ended with Ipswich in first place on 84 points, followed by LUFC (83), Leicester (82) and Southampton (74). Leicester have a game in hand and Southampton have two games in hand.

We only have seven games left to play, so it looks like Ipswich and Leicester are once again favourites for automatic promotion….

#leeds united #lufc #daniel farke #football #soccer #efl #championship #2024

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vintageimageryx-blog · 1 year

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pashterlengkap · 2 years

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Two Club Q survivors say they feel hopeful for the local community despite the deadly shooting

Two survivors of the Club Q shooting say they feel hope for the community despite the injuries they suffered in the attack. Ed Sanders, a 63-year-old who has patronized the bar for decades and even went to its opening night many years ago, was ordering drinks when a bullet hit him in the back. When he saw the shooter, he got another bullet in his thigh, Edge Media Network reported. “I fell. And everybody fell,” he said in a video released Tuesday by UCHealth Memorial Hospital Center. “It was very traumatic. I shielded another woman with my coat… There was a lot of chaos.” He said that after the 2016 Pulse nightclub shooting, he considered something similar could happen at Club Q. The shooter’s bullets missed his vital organs but broke one rib. He lost lots of blood and will require a skin graft for the wound in his back. Despite his injuries, he said his survival made him happy and reinforced his belief that LGBTQ people need love. “I’m smiling now because I am happy to be alive,” he said. “I dodged a major event in my life and came through it, and that’s part of who I am… I’m a survivor. I want to be resilient… I’m not going to be taken out by some sick person.” Another survivor, James Slaugh, said he, his boyfriend, and his sister Charlene were getting ready to leave the club when the shooting began. The siblings lost their mother to COVID-19 last year, and his sister recently went through a breakup, so they wanted to cheer her up with a night of dancing, CNN reported. While saying goodbye to people, a bullet hit Slaugh in the arm, one hit his boyfriend’s leg, and 13 hit his sister. The shooter was taken down by a military veteran less than a minute after the shooting began. After the chaos calmed down, Slaugh said he saw the bar become a community again. He saw patrons grabbing paper towels to help bleeding victims. One man kissed Slagh on the forehead as he lay on the floor. The man told him that he would be okay. “That was such a reassurance to me,” he said. “That hope stayed there.” His sister will likely undergo several surgeries and has a “long recovery ahead,” according to a GoFundMe launched for their medical expenses. He has been touched by all the messages of support he’s gotten internationally. “Being shot, being a victim of this whole thing — it left me with a sense of more hope than anything else, especially with everyone coming together,” he said. “This is not a time to be afraid. This is not a time to let in one awful person. This is a time to come together.” http://dlvr.it/SdSxYs

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pettygangfriend · 3 years

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How would Rio react to his son telling him about some man at the store that was flirting with his wife? 🤣

Which one is it?

Pairing: Rio x reader

A/N: I absolutely loved this idea, but I thought I read that idea somewhere else already, so I changed it up a bit! Hope that’s okay 🥰

Warnings: None

Rio was busy cutting up some fruit in the kitchen, not really paying much attention to all of the stories Marcus was telling him, as it was just a bunch of the usual playground talk— However, it wasn’t until he mentioned your name, that he realized he had missed most of the story.

“...and that’s when he called her beautiful”

“Hold on a second, who did you say this guy was?” Rio asks him, raising an eyebrow when the eight year old lets out a big sigh.

Grabbing a piece of watermelon, he shoves it into his mouth, “The neighbor from downstairs, dad. He gave her a flower from his garden, too”

Rio nods his head, clearly amused at this whole thing. He figures that there must be some details being left out, or Marcus misreading the situation, so he decided it was best to wait for you before making any assumptions.

Speaking of, it wasn’t even an hour later, before you returned from the grocery store. You walked over to Rio, who was already waiting for you with a smirk on his face, and you wrapped your arms around his neck. “What’s with the face?”

“A little birdie told me that one of our neighbors has his eye out for my girl” Rio explains, a chuckle leaving his body the second you push him away from you, “Oh, so the news is true?”

“Shut up, Rio” you laugh, smacking his chest. If there was something about Marcus, it was that he never missed anything.

He grabs a hold of your wrist and pulls you into him in one swift motion, causing you to roll your eyes, “Which one is it, huh?”

“Does it matter?”

“I think it does, mama”

“Well, if you really want to know,” you began, followed by you calling out to Marcus. Within a few seconds, he came rushing towards you. “Your dad would like to know which one of our neighbors complimented me today”

A big grin was plastered on his face, revealing a couple of missing teeth, “It was the one with the bald spot, who’s a million years old!”

“Thank you, baby. You can go play your games again”

You looked over at Rio again, who acted like he wasn’t trying to pressure you into telling him who it was two minutes ago. “That’s what I thought, Christopher. Planning on confronting a 63 year old man?”

He just shrugs, “I heard some people really enjoy a retirement home, these days.”

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arc-misadventures · 2 years

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Hunter Drones X

Jaune: What’s the shield integrity at?

OAI: 74…

(KABOOM!)

OAI: 63% Shield integrity.

Jaune: How much, Hard-Light Dust has been used?

OAI: Originally we contained 60 L’s of Hard-Light. As a result of this battle, reserves have gone down to 43.65 L’s and slowly depleting.

Jaune: Hmm… Perhaps I should take a break from the Hunter Drones, and focus on decreasing the amount of consumption, as well as increasing the durability of Hard-Light constructions.

OAI: Is that a wise course of action to take? You are near to reaching a break through with the new Housing Unit.

Jaune: Yeah, but I feel like I’m grinding my gears down working on…

(Boom!)

Yang: Ahh?! My hair?! You bitch, you’ll pay for that!

Juniper: What did you call me?!

Penny: GET THE MEATBAG!!!

YBRP: Ahhhh!!!

Juniper: Rahhh!!!

Jaune: …

Jaune: I just need a break from them in all honesty…

OAI: Understandable.

(Ping~!)

Jaune: The General, I presume?

OAI: Affirmative.

Jaune: Let him in, OAI.

OAI: Underway.

Ironwood: Dr. arc, is there something you wanted to show me?

Jaune: Ehh… no. I wanted to inform you on an… uninvited guest we now have…

Ironwood: Who are you…?! How the hell did she get here?!

Juniper: Oh hi, James! Be with you in a minute, i’ve got to teach these girls a lesson!

Blake: Ow! Bitch!

Ruby: Aim for her legs! She can’t kick us if they’re broken!

Juniper: Don’t even think of it kiddie!

Ironwood: Arc, explain this: NOW!

Jaune: She hacked the Atlas database, and inputted her personal data so she can give herself access to any Atlas Base.

Ironwood: What level of access?

Jaune: Technically speaking, her access codes outrank you…

Ironwood: How is that possible?!

Jaune: OAI’s been running a diagnostic on our systems. The security codes for most sections have ‘bavk doors’ as it were, imbedded within their programming. My guess she stumbled across some and… Yeah…

Ironwood: How many back doors have you found, OAI?

OAI: As of now: 72.

Ironwood: Good lords… This isn’t good at all…

OAI: At the behest of Dr. Arc, I am fixing any, and all back doors I have stumbled across. This shouldn’t be as great of a threat in the future, General. Coincidentally, I also found something peculiar about all these bits of code, Sir.

Ironwood: Peculiar how?

OAI: The data signature on all of this code points to similar data codes written by a, Dr. Arthur Watts. Atlas records indicate he died in a lab accident: 6 years, 5 months, and 17 days ago. However, the latest script of modified code is timestamped 29 days ago.

Ironwood: I see… Specialist, Schnee?

Winter: Sir.

Ironwood: Look into this, this new information is rather… unsettling…

Winter: Yes, Sir! Uhh, Sir, permission to speak freely?

Ironwood: Granted.

Winter: Who is that there; the woman who has engaged the Hunter Drones in an all out brawl?

Ironwood: Haa… That would be one, Juniper Arc.

Jaune: My mother…

Winter: Your mother?!

Jaune: Yep…

Winter: Why is your mother here?

Jaune: She missed me…

Winter: S-Seriously…?

Ironwood: Not surprising… Your mother has always been the definition of a mother bear who will go to hell, and back to protect her cubs.

Jaune: Didn’t she threaten you when I first came here, General?

Ironwood: Yes, and I don’t want to talk about it…

Jaune: Smart move…

Ironwood: How long have they been at this?

OAI: 38 minutes, and counting.

Winter: Have you thought about stopping it?

Jaune: Well…

Ruby: My arm?! I just finished working on that new upgrade! You’re dead, you hear me!

Penny: Spill her guts out!

Juniper: Oh, bring it on kiddies!

Ironwood: …

Winter: …

Jaune: …

Winter: Is this normal for you…?

Jaune: Would it upset you if I said it was?

Winter: Oh gods…

Jaune: So… Now what?

(ZAP)

Juniper: My blouse?! You burned my blouse?! You’ll pay for this!

Yang: Make us; bitch!

Juniper: Rrrahhhh!!!

YBRP: Aaahhhh!!!

Winter: …

Winter: Uhh… Ahem! Orders, Sir?

Ironwood: …

Ironwood: Twenty says it ends in the next five minutes.

Jaune: Fifty in ten.

Ironwood: You’re on.

Winter: …

Winter: Okay then…

#rwby #jaune arc #yang xiao long #blake belladonna #ruby rose #penny polendina #james ironwood #winter schnee #juniper arc

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jiracheer · 2 years

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Tumblr ate my ask box OTL so I go pspspsps at y’all to send requests my way!

I’ve had this prompt list in my notes for lord knows how long, and I’m still trying to find the original creator of it. If anyone knows, please let me know!!

Characters n fandoms I write for (at the moment) are in the tags >:] one prompt per request please! And be sure to check out my do’s n dont’s for fics!

1. “What if I kissed you right now?”

2. “You lied to me.”

3. “You’re the only one I want”

4. “I want to show you something.”

5. “They can’t hurt you anymore.”

6. “I love you.”

7. “I don’t ever want to live without you.”

8. “Cry me a river.”

9. “I needed you.”

10. “Stay?”

11.“Do you know how to knock?”

12. “Quit looking at me, you’re making me nervous.”

13. “I need you.”

14. “I hate you.” “No you don’t.”

15. “You are a terrible liar.”

16. “Stop talking.”

17. “You deserve so much better.”

18. “Please never stop smiling.”

19. “It hurts to see you cry.”

20. “It’s three in the morning…”

21. “You need to see this.“

22. “We’ll get through this, I promise.”

23. “Please don’t go.”

24. “Of course I’m right, I’m always right!”

25. “I swear to god!”

26. “Do not. Tempt. Me.”

27. “Stop it! It tickles!”

28. “Try me.”

29. “Its not like you gave me a choice.”

30. “Those things you said yesterday…Did you mean them?”

31. “I love you and it scares the hell out of me!”

32. “How dare you?!”

33. “I have a confession to make…”

34. “No way in hell.”

35. “Why are you awake right now?”

36. “Don’t ever do that again”

37. “What did you break this time?”

38. “That wasn’t what I asked.”

39. “Well, this is awkward.”

40. “We are not friends!”

41. “You weren’t supposed to hear that.”

42. “I don’t care, just hold me”

43. “Why didn’t you tell me you were hurt?”

44. “We can’t keep doing this.”

45. “Did you even sleep last night?” “I’ll sleep when I’m dead”

46. “Cute, but still fucked up.”

47. “Why are we whispering?”

48. You promised you wouldn’t leave, dammit”

49. “Stop being so attractive!”

50. “I’m not that drunk!”

51. “If we get caught, its your fault”

52. “I thought you knew.”

53. “To the night you’ll never remember.”

54. “Run!”

55. “What happened to you?”

56. “Do you want me to leave?”

57. “Sleep is for the weak!”

58. “Here, take my blanket/jacket.”

59. “Don’t touch me.”

60. “I’ll prove it!”

61. “Can’t we just hug this out?”

62. “I’m here, I’m not gonna leave you.”

63. “You’re amazing, did you know that?”

64. “You know, it’s a really long story.”

65. “Help me find my shirt” “‘You know, as much as I want to…I don’t want to.”

66. “You’re strangely nonchalant for someone who almost died a minute ago.”

67. “You’re wrong.” “I’m always wrong.”

68. “We’ve met before, haven’t we?”

69. “Listen, it’s for science.”

70. “I missed you.”

71. “…you wanna build a blanket fort?”

72. “Are you doing this to get my attention?”

73. “Where do I know you from?” “From your dreams?”

74. “You two make such a cute couple.” “We’re not a couple.”

75. “What the hell were you thinking?” “In all honesty, I’m not really sure.”

76. “I want to go home.”

77. “Fuck, I need a drink to deal with you.”

78. “Well, it didn’t seem important at the time.”

79. “I don’t even know you!”

80. “Just listen to me!”

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spinningintheshadows · 3 years

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Song Lyric Prompts Vol 1

There is a playlist of these songs in order here

1. “Drive this car through the drive thru please”

2. “Dirty laundry looks good on you”

3. “Where’s the dotted line at?”

4. “Are there windows in heaven?”

5. “Bought you a twelve pack, promised you sushi”

6. “I want to take you to a gay bar”

7. “I’m in love with the girl I hate”

8. “It’s been a while since I’ve felt butterflies”

9. “One day you’ll know who you want to be”

10. “You ain’t nothing but a prick”

11. “You’re not in love with me”

12. “I wanna kiss you every minute, every hour, every day”

13. “On second thought, forget it, that one turns out kind of cool”

14. “Honey, I’ve got real bad news”

15. “I heard that rock is dead and cellphones give you cancer”

16. “It will be worth it, everything you went through”

17. “They’ve never drove through Indiana”

18. “You’re my song, my sweet home Alabama”

19. “You’ve got so many options, every fish in the sea wants to kiss you”

20. “Relationships, I don’t know why, they never work out and they make you cry but the guy who says goodbye to you is out of his mind”

21. “My family is dysfunctional but we have a good time killing each other”

22. “I fell in love in the back of a cop car”

23. “You don’t have to worry”

24. “I’m still having nightmares”

25. “I flashback to the night in your parents yard when we drank too much and we talked about God”

26. “We’re gonna make it if takes all night”

27. “She’s my kind of crazy”

28. “Who says you can’t go home?”

29. “Fist fights turn into sex, I wonder what comes next?”

30. “If I were a boomerang, I’d turn around and come back to you”

31. “It’ll still be two days till I say I’m sorry”

32. “Remember when you broke your foot jumping out the second floor?”

33. “There’s room for two, six feet under the stars”

34. “Oh god, I did the wrong thing to the right girl”

35. “When it comes to condoms, put two on”

36. “I won’t give up on us”

37. “I’m a bit too pop for punk kids, but I’m too punk for the pop kids”

38. “We don’t have trouble sleeping”

39. “Daddy’s little girl knows how to party”

40. “A days worth of bitching goes down the drain when you lay in my bed and pick my brain.

41. “Wrong name, my mistake”

42. “Being us feels good to us”

43. “It’s not high school, man, you graduated six years ago”

44. “A few drinks in, here I go missing you again”

45. “There’s something about the way our bedsheets turn religion upside down”

46. “And I’ve made mistakes, but you were not one”

47. “I swear to god, I never fall in love”

48. “I miss the way you breathe, the way you twitch in your sleep. Your smile, your straight teeth and the scars along on your cheeks”

49. “When you talk, its in cursive to me. And it’s nicer than anything I’d ever believe about me”

50. “I don’t mind if you fuck up my life”

51. “Make a man feel rich on minimum wage”

52. “You broke my heart and all I got was this t shirt”

53. “You ask “When did I first know?” I always knew”

54. “You’re kind of hipster, I grew up on punk rock”

55. “Made a rebel of a careless man’s careful daughter”

56. “And all my friends don’t give a fuck”

57. “We’ll talk about how your parents separated and how you don’t want to make the same mistakes as them”

58. “Is it really your anxiety that stops you from giving me everything?”

59. “Leave your sorrys, grab your car keys.”

60. “I’d unfuck you if I could”

61. “You say you love me, I know you love me. Love that you love me, baby”

62. “I lose my voice when I look at you, can’t make a noise though I’m trying to”

63. “Now with my eyes wide open, it’s heaven in your arms”

64. “I know that you’re in pain but if we die at the same time does it still scare you?”

65. “I can make you laugh ‘til you cry, but she can make your tears dry”

66. “I hope a heart only breaks this bad once in a lifetime”

67. “I didn't call you back because I was learning to dance”

68. “Sometimes I just want to tell you about my day”

69. “Yes my fucking nails are painted, what you think I didn’t know?”

70. “Mama tried to raise me right, but she couldn’t raise the hell out of me”

71. “Dancing in the dark ‘til the sun comes, tangled in the sheets ‘til the days done”

72. “I take a drink ‘cause the truth is hard to swallow”

73. “Big heads up, that’s a really stupid plan”

74. “We used to kiss all night, now it’s just a bar fight”

75. “What’s the point of going out when you could just give me a call”

76. “I didn’t know I was broken until I wanted to change”

77. “We have something worth remembering”

78. “I fell in love with the girl at the rock show”

79. “And I just can’t stop thinking of you, wherever you are”

80. “I never wanna leave this sunset town.”

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rk1kheadcanons · 3 years

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i hope all of the admins are doing well :) i'm a sucker for angst (with a happy ending) so my prompt is that, anything that comes to mind feel free to about it! a heated argument, close call with death, a misunderstanding – as long as markus and connor feel all of those angsty emotions and resolve them, that's my jam!

Oh hello! 🥰

Thank you for the well wishes, I myself am doing wonderfully thank you!

Let's go with "close call with death" since I have a little angsty snippet for that one that's been rattling around in my head for a while now:

Markus stared down wide-eyed at where the pale grey of his suit had only eighteen hours ago been soaked in blue. The vibrant colour had since evaporated off, but Connor would still have been able to see it...

The RK900 standing in as Markus' bodyguard in Connor's absence could still see it too if the careful avoidance of her gaze towards Markus was anything to go by. He'd been advised numerous times by words spoken under concerned gazes to go home and change but he couldn't bring himself to leave him alone like this...

Markus' HUD glitched when he let his mind wander back over the past eighteen hours. His vision suddenly filled with the image of liquid blue exploding out of the back of his lovers head as his tactile sensors involuntarily re-registered the hot feel of blood painting his face and running down his neck. Auxiliary security had tried to forcefully drag Markus away from Connor after the bullets had started flying but he had held on tight. Dragging the limp form with them off of the stage and into an armored car.

And the sound. Ra9 he would never forget that sound.

Connors usually sharp tongue reduced to nothing but bursts of static and high-pitched feedback loops. His gaze unfocused as his limbs spasmed weakly and his central processor approached shutdown. Markus had cradled him in his arms as the car sped off, ignoring the heavy flow of thirium soaking into his suit and drenching him. Amongst his pleas to the RK800 to stay with me, don't go, don't leave me please don't leave me, he almost missed the single white hand that Connor was lifting weakly towards his own, blinking dimly with blue light.

He latched onto it with force the second his attention was drawn to it. Opening up an interface disturbingly absent of Connor's usual ferocity. Interfacing with an RK800 was normally like being dropped headfirst into the ocean but now his presence felt like barely a trickle of existence...

He received one automated message from Connors systems before the countdown timer on his HUD reached zero:

UPLOADING MEMORY//:

And that was how Markus found himself deep in a basement level of Cyberlife tower, floor -45; The research and development sector of the RK lines. Somewhere between the grief and the panic and the fear, he had managed to relay the final message of Connors systems to their security team and they had been swiftly transported in a motor blockade towards the android-occupied tower. A team of the few remaining RK800s in existence had quickly snatched Connor from Markus' arms at the entrance and spirited him away to do...well Markus wasn't sure what exactly, he was uncharacteristically absent of questions at that moment.

There had been one on his lips, however, the one that was taking up space in all corners of all his processors;

"Will he still be himself?"

The RK800s had looked to one another with swirling LEDs before fifty-nine responded with the non-answer of

"None of us have ever attempted a transfer as deviants."

He had been brought to a room after that, a large white sterile space that housed a glass-plated black cube in the center which was covered in flickering LED lights; The RK800 main-server. In any other scenario he would have been fascinated to see it, the machine that connected Connor to all RK800s while his body kept him an autonomous individual...but right now his attention was focused tunnel-vision like on the two beds off to the side, one with his Connor laid broken and lifeless and the other with RK800-63, as new and as lifelike as a doll.

He stood between them for a moment, casting his gaze this way and that before slowly settling himself in a chair between the two of them and raising a plasteel white hand towards each figure. He stayed like that as he waited. As the eight hours the 800s said it would take for the transfer to complete turned into eighteen. Hand in hand with a corpse and a shell.

It wasn't until the twentieth hour that the multitude of flickering loading bars on the digital monitor finally circled to blue with an alert chime. After a short moment of deliberation where his head whipped back and forth rapidly, Markus reluctantly let go of Connor-52s -his Connors - hand and brought both over to grasp onto Connor-63s. The tension in the air was thick enough to make the room feel liquid as the seconds ticked by with no sign of stirring from the figure on the table.

When the LED on the android's forehead finally circled blue with a blink Markus' artificial breath hitched and he was dimly aware of the RK900 at the door taking a small step forward in involuntary anticipation. One minute went by, and then another, and then ten more until suddenly the eyes of the prone form snapped open and circled around the room frantically.

Markus' chair fell backward behind him as he jumped to his feet to lean over the RK800 who's eyes were flickering rapidly over the white tiled ceiling with an expression of fear.

"Connor? Can you hear me?"

At the sound of Markus' voice, the RK800's eyes snapped suddenly to his own in sharp focus and the expression of terror on the androids face quickly shifted into flat browed determination. Connor lunged off of the bed in one fluid motion, disconnecting the data cable at the base of his neck with a pop and pushing Markus to the ground.

The RK200 fell backwards hard, cracking his head against the side of the other bed in the process. As Connor landed on top of him, pressing his body into the ground and holding his head down with a firm palm to the side of his face, Markus felt a flash of some emotion that landed between horror and peace at the thought that perhaps Connor had been rebound to his pre-deviant programming during the transfer and was about to follow through with Cyberlifes last order to eradicate the deviant leaders. His fear, however, was cut short by the first words out of the RK800s mouth.

"Active shooter! Why are you just standing there?! Find the source and cover us!"

Markus managed to make eye contact with his stand-in bodyguard from where he lay on the floor and the look in the RK900s eyes said that she too had all at once understood what was happening. He contacted her wirelessly before she had the chance to drag Connor off of him, instructing her to not interfere lest she distress the RK800 even more.

"Connor-"

"Stay down!"

The hand pressing Markus head onto the ground tightened and he made no move to try and dislodge it. Connor continued to bark orders at the android in the doorway while attempting to shield Markus' body from an imaginary shooter.

"Connor-"

"We need to get off the stage, when I give the command stay low and move with me towards the stairs- towards..."

The younger android's voice trailed off as his eyes flicked around the room in search of a staircase that didn't exist. He seemed to be taking in the room like he was seeing it for the first time before his jaw dropped and a choked gasp escaped his lips as his gaze settled wide-eyed on Markus' suit. All at once, the pressure on Markus' face released and Connor's hands flew to the back of his own head and he scrambled backward with panic written clearly across his features.

"Connor, listen to me, you're alright..."

The RK200 spoke softly even as the other android continued to press himself into the corner between the bed and the wall, running his hands through the hair on the back of his head before bringing them in front of his face, looking for blood.

"What-"

Connor cut himself off as his eyes drifted towards the bed adjacent to him and rose upwards to fixate on the lifeless, wire-covered figure that rested upon it.

"No-"

"Connor it's gonna be alright, just look at me-"

Markus followed the RK800 as he jumped to his feet and stumbled towards his own corpse, leaning heavily on the bed rail and staring slack-jawed at the bullet wound that had left a perfectly circular hole where his LED used to be. The older android placed his hands gently over his partner's shoulders, keeping the touch light as Connor flinched at the initial contact before resting them fully upon him with a grounding weight.

"I died..."

He spoke in a monotone while reaching out a hesitant hand to trace over the sharp edge of plastic that the bullet had left in its wake.

"Yes." Markus replied simply, as his hands massaged Connors shoulders "But now you're back."

The RK800 tensed at the words.

"Am I though? Back when- before I broke my programming- when I was transferred it felt like- it was like starting all over again. I didn't feel the same. I wasn't me. I shouldn't be me I'm not-"

He trailed off and focused his gaze on the middle distance. Markus hesitated before answering. Connors worries had been the same ones that he himself had been agonising over during the hours he had sat at his bedside swinging between hope, despair, and numbness. Given Connor's reaction to waking up however Markus had little doubts anymore as to whether or not the android in front of him was his Connor.

"Do you think your first reaction upon waking up would be to try and save me if you had been reset?"

Now it was Connors turn to hesitate and Markus began gently massaging where his hands rested upon his shoulders.

"I don't know, I was programmed for this sort of work so..."

Markus has never heard Connors tone sound so unconvincing and uncertain before.

"Well do you feel like yourself?"

Connor stepped back abruptly from the bed at the question, dislodging Makrus' hands in the process and swinging his own in a wide, frantic arc in front of him.

"I don't know! How am I supposed to know!?"

His breath was hitching faster and faster as he ran the question through his processors.

"Yes." He suddenly stated firmly "Wait, no." He continued with just as much certainty

"I don't know! No I'm not me. I'm 52 im- that" He pointed to the dead android on the table "Is me. My HUD says 63. I'm 63, that is 52, that is not me. But- fuck!!"

Markus raised his hands in a calming gesture and tried to get Connor to slow down but the other android continued ranting, swinging back and forth in his assessment of whether he was or was not the same Connor as before with an increasing level of panic. It wasn't until the RK800 lashed out with a kick at the bed housing his previous body that Markus interjected with more force.

"Connor! listen to me!" He raised his voice while capturing the younger android by the biceps and turning him so they could look eye to eye.

"You said before that when you came back the feelings you had developed in your previous body were erased yeah? Like being a whole new person." Connor's face began to crumple at Markus' words and he had to continue quickly before the RK800 began to spiral even faster down his rabbithole of existential dread. "No no, let me finish. I want you to stop focusing on what it was like before for a moment and tell me what it feels like now."

A beat of silence passed where Connor stared glassy-eyed at a spot just over Markus' shoulder obviously at a loss of how to follow through on examining his feelings in his current state of panic. The elder android decided to continue prompting him.

"Try not to think too much about your feelings towards yourself. What about your feelings towards others. North, Josh, Echo, Hank. Have those changed? Do they seem different? Do you still care for them?"

Connors gaze was still focused into the middle distance past Markus head, coincidentally in the direction of his stand-in bodyguard who awkwardly shifted herself a few feet to the right to avoid his staring. His brow, however, was finally beginning to arch back into its softer default position and away from the worried furrow it had been set in before.

"And...what about me? You still love me right?"

All of a sudden Connor's pensive moment was brought to an end as his focus snapped to Markus with an almost offended expression. His mouth opened a fraction with the characteristic sharp intake of breath that usually indicated that Connor was about to absolutely go off about something and Markus could already feel his own face relax into a small smile at how very Connor the reaction was.

The rant never came however as the android all at once lit up in realization with a small "Oh." Followed by a large "OH!"

Before Markus could get another word in he was all of a sudden met with an armful of RK800 squeezing him around the middle with enough force to cause his chassis to creak and he returned the embrace with just as much strength. Finally, he allowed the emotions from the past day to overflow into a sob hidden somewhere in Connor's hairline and the younger android held him even tighter as the noise reached him.

"Markus I...Markus. Of course I do, of course i still love you. Its me, I'm me. I'm sorry I just panicked. I'm still panicking but I'm me, I promise I'm me. Your're right"

Markus just held the slighter form as he continued to ramble reassurances.

"I thought I lost you. I did lose you" He choked out between shaking gasps.

"But I'm back now. I'm okay, you're okay, we're both okay"

The RK200 was pretty sure they were both crying now as their words of reassurance lapsed into quiet sniffles and the soft sound of hands sweeping over fabric as they brushed across the expanse of each other's clothing as if to confirm that yes, the other was real, and alive and safe.

Neither was sure how long had passed before their silent embrace was interrupted by an awkward cough and the words "I'll inform the other 800's of Connors status, they'll want to run tests" as the RK900 slipped quietly out of the room. Honestly Markus had forgotten she had been there, he sent her a wireless message in thanks and received nothing in return.

When left alone they deepened their embrace, savoring the moment of privacy and peace together before Connor had to undergo whatever barrage of tests the 800s had prepared for him. Their hands connected by their sides, palm to palm with glowing blue lights dancing across their fingertips, basking in each others presence and smoothing over the pain and guilt and confusion and terror of the last twenty-four hours with happiness, relief, devotion, and love.

I am alive.

You are alive.

We are alive.

Come tell us your own ideas! Prompts are always open

#thank you go the angst prompt #gratuitous sprinklings of some of my headcanons here #connork1000 reply #rk1k #dbh #rk1000 #connor whump #poor markus

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