#like deadass had such a great time I love lab work

[miserye]

Sakusa kiyoomi is so research lab coded

[cloudninetonine]

Cogito, ergo sum

Chapter: 2

Pairing: Connor (RK800) x fem!reader

A/N: Hey guys! I want to apologise for the long wait between chpaters but seeing as I’m on my last year of college my school work is coming before everything else so it’s a little hard working between them! Don’t worry, I’m not dropping this series or anything just expect chapters to take a little long to be loaded and everything! Also, this chapter seems a little too far paced for me, so sorry about that as well!

Tags at the bottom once again!

I do not own Detroit become human this is merely fanficion

Warnings: Bad language, physical assault, threats (?), hints of abuse, (Name) being weird like always, also angry (Name), mentions of drugs, there’s a bit of slander against drug abusers that I do not condone!

Undercut babes!

It’s fascinating, it really is, the way her beautiful gaze follows you as you round her, studying her feverishly, your eyes wide and bright.

She’s...well, words cannot describe her. Her beauty lies beyond your imagination and you’re not quite equipped to say anything that her magnificent ears deserve to hear, your words are below her and she’s just-

Wow.

“Ms (Last), please-”

You raise your hand towards the younger engineer, silencing with a small utter of ‘hush’ and he’s shutting his mouth, falling back to the side of your desk with not much else to say.

The android you’ve been un-shamelessly ogling for the past 10 solid minutes is still very quiet, she’s just watching you in her manufactured attire, shy, nervous, scared- everything you really wish she wasn’t right now because there is no way you want her to see you as some sort of threat, far from it.

“Henry” Turning back towards the engineer, he stiffs up like a board, sweat forming on his brow “Why didn’t you dismantle her?”

It’s rude, it’s horrible to say and it sours your mouth when you form those words, but it’s an honest question, you want to know why someone would do this, keep her alive, see her for all her glory.

The public spoke strongly about their opinions of androids, like toys to be played with, slaves to be worked, not the thing you so desperately wanted people to see them as. The masterpieces that stood beyond human comprehension.

The android lets out a noise similar to a whimper as Henry stammers out.

“I-I couldn’t she- um- I-” Finally, he sighs with frustration, Henry makes eye contact with you “She said was scared and...I couldn’t”

You snap back to face her.

“Is that true?”

She hesitates, one second, two seconds, three seconds, four- it takes a whole 30 seconds before she’s finally responding. “Yes…”

Your chest bursts in excitement.

“You’re incredible” Henry deflates in relief, placing a hand against your desk while you grasp her cheeks, her warm grey eyes glancing between your two hands then meet your own stare, confused. “Amazing, beautiful, fantastic, so, so much more”

“...thank you”

You sniff, then you’re pulling away, trying to keep your tears abay. You really can’t believe that your work has gone so far, that new forms of sentient are evolving from a human’s hand, you’re so overjoyed by it all but you’re also kind of realising how weird you’re being.

“Sorry, I’m becoming the creepy stereotypical scientist, let me just-” Pulling off your lab coat, you throw it over her shoulders, pulling it tighter around her for her dainty hands to grasp and hold, a smile growing on her face in gratitude. You’re really still in awe of it all but send her a giddy smile back “Henry get Kamski I’m sure he’s gonna love this”

When the man disappears, closing the office door behind him, you guide her to a chair, kneeling before her kindly.

“Tell me” She waits patiently for you to continue “What’s your name?”

When she opens her mouth, you interrupt her, grasping her hands “No, not the name you were given, the name you have chosen. What is your name?”

You’re at the beginning of history right here, you can already see the books that are yet to be written, all starting at this very moment, with you and her. This android, this amazing, piece of living metal, is the start of something great and you can’t wait to be a part of it.

“My name is….”

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“(Name), I’m sorry, but there isn’t really anything I can do”

Your hands come down on the desk, expression unbelieving.

“But he attacked Ortiz in self defence, it’s not fair for him to be shipped to Cyberlife! That hellhole already has enough test subjects with other deviants, why can’t he be let go!?” Pushing yourself back up, you drag your hands down your face in exasperation “He’s a victim! He was defending himself, why can’t we let him off with a lesser offence?”

Billie sighs, shutting the file softly. “Because in the eyes of the law, he’s not a victim. He’s property and there isn’t much we can do about that. Besides, because Ortiz is dead, his ownership basically goes back to Cyberlife, so they have the authority to take him back”

Billie’s right, you know that they’re right, but it’s just so frustrating, so vexing that this is the case. An android, in the eyes of society, is nothing more than their components, why should they be given the same privilege as those who eat, shit and breathe?

Billie may be a judge, but they didn’t make the law.

You remember years ago, when something like this would have been seen as detestable, that the masses would have stood up to fight this kind of horror, but for some reason, with age came stupidity and ignorance it seemed. What the fuck had happened to you all?

You open your mouth, then close it, then open it again before huffing, taking the file from their desk and ripping your coat off the hanger.

“I’m sorry, (Name)!” Billie calls and you wave them off, shouting back a ‘Don’t worry about it’ then close their office.

The courthouse is only a few blocks away from the precinct, a good walk away, a good way to calm yourself down until you’re having to face the frustration that comes in with having to work in such a high strung place. It’s funny really, you used to say ACAB when you were younger, still believed it too, so it’s really a wonder as to why you joined, but then again sometimes to make change you have to become the very thing you hate-

“Detective (Last)-” 

You scream, almost dropping your files and jumping a meter within the air. Passerbys don’t even spare you a glance, a generation raised on the weirdest websites like Vine, Tiktok, Youtube and god forbid, Tumblr, have them desensitised to whatever shit people like to play at now-a-days.

“Oh my God, Inspector Gadget” A hand falls to your chest, checking your racing heartbeat “You can’t just sneak up on a bitch like that”

Connor, the big old puppy, tilts his head in mild confusion “But I called your name twice, detective”

Oh.

“What are you doing here, Connor?”

The android joins your side and you continue your way. “Lieutenant Anderson informed me that you were heading to the courthouse, so I decided to come and brief you about a new case”

A new case, of course a new case, deviancy keeps popping up all over the country rapidly but you can’t hold your surprise about the fact that it’s been a  few days and there’s already a new case.

“Deadass?”

Wait, you hadn’t mean to say that-

His eyes narrow “Deadass?”

A snort escapes you “Oh my God I can’t believe you just said that, it sounds so cursed coming from your mouth. I meant, seriously?”

You swear on your life, on everything that may be above and so much more, that the android lets out a laugh when he continues, explaining the details as you finally enter the office.

You realise, as he talks, you feel a whole lot lighter than you had earlier.

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“This guy is as scummy as it gets” 

Unfortunately, you can’t help but agree. Todd Williams is about as charismatic as a dumpster fire, messy hair, messy face, stained clothing and the stench of alcohol clung when you finally met him, having to hold back a wince of disgust.

You don’t usually speak ill of others, but you know his type, from the way he carries himself to the way he speaks. You’ve had to face men like him before, his whole demeanor brings back bad memories and you’re so glad that you’re not the one having to get details from him, to have to speak to him.

One thing’s for sure though, you don’t blame whatever deviant decided to book it from him.

“Why doesn’t he just...get a refund from Cyberlife?” You take a sip of your milkshake, staring at Hank, Connor and Mr Williams who looked to be ending off their conversation. “They do that for deviants, don’t they?”

Yes, if you remember, the new flashy CEO of the hell corp spoke it for all to see, that deviance is guaranteed to offer you your cash back.

How inhumane it all sounded.

Gavin scoffs, drinking his coffee “You think a guy like that cares about refunds?”

No. You know why he’s doing it. It’s all about power for fuckers like that.

Mr Williams leaves, Hank is looking through his notes, Connor is heading your way, probably to refer all the information back to you and Gavin is taking in a breath to start his bullshit again, despite your civilness that you had been sharing.

Eh, peace was never an option-

“Your metal boyfriend is heading this way”

The noise you make isn’t human, it’s a mix of a wheeze and scream, like you’ve just choked on the air your breathing and in all honesty, you have, but you’re not letting that mother fucker get away with catching you off guard, especially when he starts laughing.

“Shut up, furry”

Your actually feel the air from his head snapping towards you. “I’m not a fucking furry, quit fucking saying it!”

You pat his shoulder “It’s alright, Reed, we all know you wrote yiff fiction in your spare time-”

You dodge his fist, running away from his red, angered face and petty insults, dragging Connor away from the break room to the side, all while laughing up a storm.

Having your attention on the android again brings back Gavin’s words, his tease of ‘boyfriend’ which makes your face heat up, in what? You’re not quite sure, but it’s enough to make Connor notice your oddity.

“What were you and Detective Reed-”

“Nothing” You cackle, patting down his shoulders to distract yourself “He’s just being an arsehole again, nothing to worry yourself over”

And worry himself he didn’t, because he couldn’t of course, android and all.

Connor was quick to fill you in, an AX400 by the name of Kara had stolen (the word kidnapped comes to mind but you know that the robot detective will just ‘correct’ you on your wording) another android, Mr William’s ‘daughter’, model YK500 named Alice after assaulting him the night before. Mr Williams had been knocked out after the ordeal, as to why it had taken him so long to report it. 

“Were there any signs of assault that you could see? Ones that could lead to a potential take down or unconsciousness?” Connor takes a moment before shaking his head “Yeah, I didn’t think so”

What a lying fuck.

“Let’s head to the briefing room”

Hank is there, as well as a whole group of other police officers, talking amongst themselves as you situate yourself behind the podium, screen remote in hand and smiling brightly. Your partners are at your side, Connor in his usual stoic stance while the old fart has his arms crossed, bored as always and you’re ready to debrief the many uniforms but they keep talking, even after you clear your throat.

You’re not one to get angry at being talked over, annoyed, yes, but anger leads you nowhere with a crowd, so instead, you use your most favourite tactic to date

“Pay attention to me or I am gonna start screaming people” You sing. Not a threat, but a promise. “And you all know I will screech like mother fucker”

The room is silent in the next second.

“Great! So-”

The door to the room bursts open.

“Fucking really-”

“Detective (Last)'' It's the front office assistant and by the looks of it, he is panicked, worried even, as he addresses you. You suddenly feel your stomach knot up  “I’m sorry, but there’s been an emergency with your relative Carl Manfred”

You swallow, hard. “What?”

The meeting ends right then and there.

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Hank hurls to a stop right outside the entrance. You’re already halfway out of the car when he shuts off the vehicle, Connor is taking off his seatbelt and you’re already racing down the soaked concrete path to the front door, rain pelting down on you.

You barely feel it though.

You startle the receptionist when you slam your hands down, eyes wide in panic, breathing coming out in fast, short pants and just looking as though you faced the masses to make it to this spot, right in front of her.

“Carl Manfred, he was brought here about an hour ago is he-”

She interrupts “Are you family?”

“Yes, please, I-”

“In what relation do you have to the patient?”

Is she really fucking serious right now? You debated leaning over and strangling your answer out of her, letting her know what kind of fucking pain you could put her through in this very moment-

But the hand that is placed against your back keeps you still. It’s warm and comforting and keeps you from mauling the fucker right out of her chair, though it doesn’t calm your anxiety, no, but at least it’s there.

You turn to see Connor, who nods towards you politely.

Huh, what a twist of events.

Hank leans over from your other side, looking just as angry as you feel, though he keeps his voice civil when he speaks “Listen, her old man’s just had a heart attack, could you drop the formal shit so she can see him?”

Her voice is sharp, just like her stupid fucking face and she snaps back “I can’t let you in unless I know your relation, unless you’d like to be escorted out by security”

Damn, she’s playing with fire and you’re ready to throw oil all fucking over her.

“I don’t fucking think so-” Pulling out your badge, you slam it against the desk, with nothing short of a growl “Police. Now, tell me where my fucking dad is or you’ll regret the next words that come out of your mouth”

You never abuse your power as a cop, it’s inhumane and back in your younger days you sneered at the disgusting police who would use their authority for their own gain, so you hate to admit but the nervous look that crosses her face when she sees your badge and Hank’s when he pulls it out for extra effect scratches an itch you begged to be scratched.

“Floor 3, the front desk will inform you what room”

“Thanks” You spit, already rushing to the elevator, the other two following.

Connor is quiet, to your surprise. Honestly, you expected him to speak out about your behaviour, your attitude, your unprofessionalism, but he says nothing, just trails after the two of you in silence, obediently, just like he was made for. 

It’s comforting having him here, even if he’s just following orders.

The next receptionist is kinder than the last (she even scowls at the mention of her coworker) and points down the hallway, to where two officers stand with cups of coffee within their hands. They stiffen in surprise at your arrival, but you pay them no mind, pushing your way into the room where you finally pause, taking in the scene of your beloved father figure, laid still within the bed, pale, heart monitor beeping occasionally. 

The doctor by Carl’s side looks up at you. “I’m sorry, but who are you?”

Hank and Connor wait outside.

“(Name) (Last), Carl’s daughter and emergency contact” You explain, walking further into the room “Is he- Can I-”

“He’s fine” She explains with a comforting smile “And yes, you can come closer, though the medication has him knocked unconscious so he won’t be talking any time soon”

The relief almost has you collapsing, brings you back from the panic attack that threatens to kick your arse right in front of everyone and you finally breathe normally.

“Thank you, and you are?”

“Dr Collins” Collins offers her hand and you shake it weakly. “Your father is going to be okay, (Name), but he’s going to need a lot of rest. Cardiac arrest at this age can be fatal, so we were lucky that he lived so close”

You nod, tiredly slinking to Carl’s side to drop into the cushion chair, taking his hand in yours. Kissing it lovingly, you place it close to you in comfort, in reassurance.

‘He’s fine, he’s fine, he’s going to be okay-’

“What are you doing here?”

Your anger shoots right back up, as does you head when you turn to look at the doorway.

“Leo” The name is dragged out of your mouth, it’s spoken with a heavy coat of venom and dirt and for all the participants who are about to see this wild shit show, is a clear indication that you’re far from happy to see the man that stood there. “The fuck are you doing here?”

He scoffs “I’m family, what else am I here for?”

“Oh I don’t know,” You’re standing, stalking closer to him with a raged gleam in your eye “To mooch off him a little bit more?”

The tension can be cut with a knife, everyone can see it, feel it, even Connor, who looks ready to intervene at any given moment.

“No, detective” One of the officiers starts, cutting in in hopes to keep you both calm. “He was there when it all happened, he saw everything-”

“He was there?” No, her words only add fuel to the fire and you’re glaring at your brother once again “You were there? The fuck were you there for? You did this?”

“No!”

“Please calm down” Collins cuts in “I understand the anger but the other patients-”

You ignore her, glancing around the area when a thought struck you.

“Where’s Markus?”

Connor’s the first to respond, “Who’s Markus, detective (Last)?”

“Dad’s care bot” A pin drops, no one is speaking, the two cops are quiet, Leo is scowling, but he’s not looking at you and your anger is quickly making room to fear, cold and stabbing when you push again, harsher, angrier “Where the fuck is Markus?”

The second officer speaks this time, hat in his hands and you know what happens next is not going to be good.

“He was leaning over your father when we walked in detective, Mr Leo Manfred told us he attacked him” The man gulps, hesitating. He’s not nervous for what he’s done, no, he’s nervous about the dark look that seems to be slowly taking over your eyes, “I shot him”

A beat goes by. Then another, another, another, another, another-

“Why were you there in the first place?” It’s soft, curious, but the rage behind it is big, your need for an answer is keeping it back “What was the call for?”

“I’m sorry, I don’t-”

“Answer the question, officer”

His partner offers up the answer “....A break in, ma’am”

There’s silence, then you nod in understanding.

No one is quick enough to stop you from shoving Leo into the wall, hands wrapped tightly around the lapels of his jacket and holding him up so you can scream at him properly, face feeling hot from anger, eyes wild from rage, practically feral. 

“You fucking did this! This is your fault, you good for nothing fuck!” You pull your hand back and punch him right in the face, he’s too in shock to react but everyone else is trying to pull you off “What?! Were you off your shit from snorting that fucking powder again, you damn druggie!? Huh!? HUH!? You high right now, too!?”

“Jesus fucking Christ, (Name), let go!” Hank yells but he’s fucking impressed by your resistance.

“He could have died because of you, you good for nothing cunt! Worthless piece of shit! Now, Markus is fucking dead because of you, the person who was actually fucking taking care of him! This is all your fault! He’s in that hospital bed, because of you! You! Did! This! All for those stupid drugs! You’re fucking pathetic!”

You’re finally tugged off by someone, their arms slipping under your own to stop you from going back at him again. The officers are acting as a wall between you and your brother, Dr Collin’s is checking his nose as blood drips down his face, Leo is still in shock and Hank is leaning over, hands propped onto his knees. That leaves...

“I’m sorry detective (Last), but I’m going to have to restrain you until you calm down”

You scream in frustration and try to fight against it, but damn, you have to admit in a moment of clarity, Connor is fucking strong.

“Lieutenant Anderson, if you could take her legs, we can escort her out of the building without much trouble” Hank huffs something under his breath probably a grunt of ‘fucking android’ but complies, glaring at you when he leans down.

“You kick me and I’ll kick your ass”

Your respect for him makes you comply, but the anger doesn’t stop you from cussing both him and the android out, naming every threat under the sun as they carry you out of the building, back to the car which you are shoved placed into.

“Let me out of this fucking car, Hank!” You bellow, glaring at the man with sharp eyes who stood outside the vehicle, leaning against it “I’ll break this fucking window, I swear to fucking God!”

“You can try, but we both know you won’t!”

Once again, you’re screaming, tugging frantically at the door’s handle that you know is locked, but are way too angered to care right now.

Connor sits by your side, a good distance away to not antagonise you, silent, waiting and watching as you slowly fall from angry to desperate, tears welling within your eyes and falling down your cheeks. It only takes a few more moments for you to stop altogether, your shoulders shaking as you sob, quietly but strong.

The android finally speaks “Detective (Last)-”

You’re on him in a moment, arms wrapped around his frame, face buried into his shoulder, wetting his suit jacket as you cry, shaking.

It’s a new one for Connor. An android built for detective work, to sniff out the bad deviants, to question suspects and actually built with a comforting feature for victims of crimes. But this is a first, a first he’s seen anyone to tears, more importantly, a first of seeing you so broken. Sure, he had seen you defeated those few days ago, but this is different, you’re not trying to hide conflicting feelings behind your bubbly smile and weird jokes, you’re just...crying. Nothing more, nothing less.

His arms are hovering at your sides, hesitant, unsure and it’s not until Hank gestures from outside the car to ‘fucking do something, you stupid machine’ that the protocol finally kicks in, his arms coming to wrap around you securely and comforting, reassuring you through your whimpers.

Connor is a robot, a machine that feels nothing.

But seeing you cry isn’t something he can just let happen.

Software instability.

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[ectonurites]

so i read the big long young just us kon vs yja conner post. (amazing analysis btw) but i have another question about your thoughts on superboy as a character. So in the dc animated universe (that's over now but whatever) there's the Reign of the Supermen movie, and in that one Kon learns that Lex is his dad very very very early on. And since you said that you think Conner learning about Lex early was the biggest thing that changed it, I was wondering if you have thoughts on DCAU Superboy?

awh thank you! i am so pleasantly surprised people actually read that 

[link if u are only seeing this post and want to read the other one]

BUT AH YES THAT BOI i very nearly included a section on this version of him in the other post but decided not to just because it was. already nearly 6k words. however im glad you asked this because I DO have thoughts on him (sorry no pictures this time just words):

My ultimate thought regarding him is: the Reign of the Supermen movie managed to create a Superboy that the Lex reveal wasn’t anywhere near as big a deal for, compared to his other versions. Which I personally think was really cool to see!

This reveal having a smaller impact allowed him to maintain what was basically his 90′s comic characterization even after it, instead of going deep into broody tt 2003 territory or being anything like cartoon yj Conner.

Though, that now raises the question of why it has such a lesser impact

In this setting, he already had an association with Luthor from basically the moment he’s in the movie. Here, he is LexCorp’s Superman, rather than him partnering with Tana’s news station like in the comic (because they chose to understandably omit Tana. Also, trying to adapt the actual role Lex had in the comic version of this whole event would be a mess especially because this was during that era where Lex had like... faked his death, was pretending to be his own illegitimate son, had long hair, and was dating Supergirl? it was very weird, and understandably a movie adaptation wouldn’t wanna touch any of that with a 10ft pole. In general the Reign of the Supemen movie changed SO MUCH from the original comic, but I think did a pretty good job of integrating a lot of the spirit of the story into something new. I haven’t rewatched it since reading the comic though, so I might be looking through memory-fogged rose-tinted glasses, but I plan on doing so soon and will prob talk about it). 

Anyways, even before the actual reveal that Lex was also one of his DNA dads, Lex is out here acting like he’s Conner’s stage dad and... is literally in charge of him. Thus, even though obviously Lex still isn’t a great guy in this universe, it has nowhere near the same impact as finding out ‘renowned supervillain, that I have seen heroes go up against time and time again, is my dad!’ It’s more like finding out ‘oh my weird controlling boss is actually my dad?’ Still weird, still a lot to deal with, and he still gets sulky for a bit after finding out, but it’s way less drastic.

Not sure if I’m going to be able to articulate this next point well, but there’s another thing I think that kinda factors into it too. In my other post I had talked specifically about how not only the timing of finding this out was relevant, but also how the level of confidence Kon had in who he was as a person at the time mattered. 

In the comics, when Superboy found out, he had been very confident in himself and been an established hero for years and thus learning this new information made him (to some extent at least) feel like his whole life had been a lie, and he now felt he was a danger because of how evil Lex is known to be. [Also of note: not only was he worried about hurting his team, but this happened after the point where he’d started living with the Kents. He had a lot of anxiety around thinking Clark wouldn’t trust him to live with his parents if he knew, and fear that he might hurt them.]

In the Young Justice cartoon, when Superboy found out, he had confidence in his abilities as I said before, but he still didn’t really know who he was. He still never got to experience trying to be Superman like he had expressed always wanting to, because he was brought into a world that already had a Superman. So this revelation is just adding onto a pile of confusion. [And I believe (I haven’t watched season one of yj in a while so this might not be correct) that at the point he finds out, Lex was already a known adversary of heroes & The Team themselves. So the fact that someone they were actively going up against had a connection to him (and was manipulating him through the patches) was a point of concern.]

Then we look at movie Superboy. He’s cocky and pretty confident in himself and his abilities, and was getting to shoot his shot at filling that Superman role right away, just like his comic counterpart. But he doesn’t go years believing a lie about himself, since he finds out about the Luthor connection so early. At the time of the reveal he also doesn’t have the same connections to other people (either the Teen Titans & The Kents like the comics or The Team in the cartoon), meaning he’s not going to angst over being a potential danger to all of them. 

Also... he finds it out while he’s still actively working under Lex. In the comics, he finds out from an email he and Tim get while they’re at Titans Tower. In the cartoon Lex baits him to meet somewhere alone to tell him, before demonstrating he has a code word that effects him. In the movie, Lex brings him down to the very lab he was cloned in while lecturing him, because he works for Lex, and the reveal happens because of one of the scientists. It’s just such a wildly different circumstance for the reveal to happen under, because movie Superboy doesn’t see Lex through the same “only exists to me as a villain” lens his comic & cartoon counterparts do.... he’s basically just his overbearing boss at the time. 

Like yes this is where the seams start to unravel, because Superboy then realizes ‘oh god Lex was bringing me down there to kill me then just decided against it’, but he’s going through an entirely different struggle with that than what his other counterparts had going on. Also by having this reveal happen in the middle of the movie like, before the final battle and everything, he doesn’t really have time to dwell on all of this. He’s gotta go stop Cyborg Superman with the others he doesn’t have time to go ‘angst angst angst’ about it for long!! 

This also means that by the time he met Superman, Superboy already knew about the Lex connection. In both the comics and the yj cartoon, Clark and Conner met and knew each other (not necessarily in a close way in the yj cartoon BUT regardless) before Conner found this out. Meaning it was something that he kept a secret from Clark for a period of time, as it ate away at him. But here, since he finds out before Clark is even active and alive again, it’s not something he ever needs to hide! Like he deadass tells Lois about it the first time he sees her after he found out. 

SO to summarize, the Lex reveal is way less drastic for this version of Conner because:

Superboy and Lex had a completely different dynamic at the time of the reveal than any other versions 

Superboy in this setting didn’t have as many connections to others/wasn’t on a team at the time he found out, meaning there were less people he’d be concerned about putting in danger

Superboy never felt the need to keep this a secret from anyone for any extended period of time 

Honestly I would have loved to see more things with this Superboy because it puts him in this unique position of having already faced this big challenge (dealing with Lex being a DNA dad) but not letting it bring him too deep into the angst, he’s not hiding it from anyone, he can just kinda... exist as himself! But noooo Apokolips War had to. Do that. that whole thing. 

[suckmybigtoeoikawa]

Ok here we go... Hello, I have a request for you because I am extremely upset with the whole world right now. I was supposed to be getting a chocolate lab for free but then the lady wanted us to $120 for a single dog. I want my 2 babies to get me a fucking dog (babies meaning Tendou and Aone and maybe a character of your choice bc why not) Thank you and you are such a queen :)

Ofc queen 😫👊🏾 that last all the way wrong for doing that she can take multiple seats 😑🖕🏾

Tendou

💋: he heard about what happened and felt so bad like you were both on FaceTime together and he was like plotting ways to jump her

Like ayo calm down now

💋: after that he started to not answer your calls and you were like 👁👄👁

💋: you deadass thought that he was jumping this lady and putting her body in a creek

💋: but one day 😌 oh this one day 😌

💋: he called you and was like

“Hey”

💋: and you were like

“Hey”

💋: it was very awkward but you could tell he was occupied with something

“Hush, Hush” he said

💋: atp you actually thought he killed someone

“Wanna see a surprise?” He asked

“Uhm sure”

“Alright walk outside”

💋: what the hey was goin on-

“Okay, Tendou I’m scared”

“Don’t be” he smiled

💋: you walked outside your house just to see him and a box

“Ayo, what’s that?” You asked him through the phone

“Come closer”

“MAN YOUR SCARING MEEEE”

“Baby, don’t be scared”

💋: you inched closer and closer until you were close enought to hear the moving in the box

💋: the box wasn’t that big so there couldn’t have been a body inside

“You know that nasty old witch who didn’t give you your dog”

“Tendou you sound like your five, but yeah”

💋: He reaches down and opens the box

💋: you saw the dog that you wanted in the box

💋: he knew what dog you wanted because you showed him the dog you wanted

💋: the little dog sprung up out the box

“AHHHHHHHHHHHHH”

WOAH-

“HOW DID YOU AFFORD THIS”

“HOW DID YOU GET THE DOG”

“DID YOU JUMP HER”

“OF COURSE NOT” he exclaims

“Omg-”

💋: anywho you love the new dog 😃

Aone

🤍: ngl I’m not that familiar with writing about Aone but THAT DONT MATTER 😾👊🏾

🤍: we gon get familiar today 😛

🤍: when he first heard about how you couldn’t get your dog he was sad that you were sad yk

🤍: he was spent the longest time trying to find the dog that looked just like the one you wanted

🤍: lemme tell you he put his blood sweat and tears into that

Mans really said lemme get a drink-

🤍: after weeks of trying to find the dog he was stuck again trying to find ways to give you the dog

🤍: probably even asked him teammates to but they didn’t do shit

🤍: One day after you came back from (school/work) you decided you were gonna go right to sleep

🤍: you walked into your bedroom and laid on the bed and started to scroll through your phone

🤍: then you received a message from Aone saying “can I come over to give you something real quick?”

🤍: You had a bunch of questions

🤍: “yeah the door will be unlocked, but text me when you get here” you say

🤍: he responded back with “alright”

🤍: still with questions in your head you thought you should ask him what he was giving you, but if it was a surprise you didn’t want to ruin it

🤍: after 20 minutes a big ass figure was standing at the door of your bedroom

🤍: just like

🧍🏻

🤍: like uhmmm chile-

🤍after he scared the shit out of you he was trying to tell you to cover your eyes

🤍: you were lowkey kind of irritated by that but you still did it anyway

🤍: after 3 seconds passed you felt some weight on you legs

🤍: then you felt some walking

🤍: YOU MOVED YOUR HANDS FROM YOUR FACE SO QUICKKKKK

🤍: he just stood there smiling at you until he said “Surprise 🥳”

Currently dead rn-

*********

I’m a lil bit to lazy to write for my own character but I still did yours 😛👊🏾

MasterList

Happy Black History Month

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[min30am]

Does the music you listen to shape your perception of the world?

Immediately, yes. Definitely, no doubt. I pretty often link songs to different times in my life or places or specific events or people. It’s actually more difficult for me not to do that. 

Hotline Bling - driving back up del Este, or back to the parking lot for mock trial practice at 5pm. It’s the winter months usually, so it’s pretty dark out at that point. Quick snacks from the local Quickly are always a good bet, or Chipotle of course. Bright classroom lights, hearing the rest of the trial drag on in the adjacent room while the pre-trial attorneys hang out doing nothing really in the room facing the street. 

Starboy - we’re in an Uber to the ice rink in Oakland, it’s the evening after Yule Ball. We met at my first ever Halloween party but I’m decently sure I like you; I’d pretty much broken up with someone else that same night, over speaker phone with more than a few friends eavesdropping in our room. Anyway, we’re in the backseat of the Uber and you mention that you really like this song, and you start singing along and it’s cute- cute enough to make an impression. You turn out to be a really really good skater, and you don’t leave my side all night even though I’m an awful one. 

Under the Cover of Darkness - first time hanging out with a few people just having a jam session with our mix of guitars. A slightly condescending guy who’s good at solos teaches me a set and decides he thinks I’m a fast learner. Flattering enough. 

Out of My League - I looped the Fitz and the Tantrums album that this belongs to that summer that I spent painting the house kokong built at Marcy’s. There was a lot of detailed work that went into it, and I sketched the designs meticulously in pencil before going over it with the metallic paint shades I’d picked out. 

You & Me - this particular Disclosure song was really popular but after that one YouTube comment talking about how the highs were screechingly, painfully high, I could never listen to it without being way too aware of that. Thanks, whoever that was. 

Location - this was a song I generally really liked when it was in its hayday, but it’s had a little bit of a different flavor and nice comfortable blue bit of nostalgia ever since Eli told me he associated it with me. 

High You Are - the height of my Youtube playlist days, barring the AMVs with Linkin Park songs. I had another Odesza song that I linked to this one, Say My Name featuring Zyra. Great times, definitely middle school and early high school. 

Tennis Court, Wires, King - all linked to the same person, listening to these songs by the stairs at the far end of the high school on a shared pair of wired earphones after school, blue skies and mild breezes and radiant sun off the metal handrails. 

Fell in Love With a Girl - hilariously coincidental lyrics, thanks for this one. 

Trndsttr - driving back from the hospital, specifically in the morning after drop-offs at work. It’s cold and not too bright yet, but the sun will definitely be in my eyes on the drive back up toward the fountain intersection. My contacts are cooperating at least. 

One Time - that one concert we went to with Kou, pretty spontaneously but it was pretty good. Cool venue too.

My Funny Valentine - listening to this on the bus to Loch Ness, the same trip I believe that we hit heavy traffic on the winding road back toward Glasgow. There’s a beautiful lake at the bottom of the hill that our road spans, lots of the richest green you’ve ever seen in trees. The whole Ella album was pretty popular that trip, and this particular song felt like an inside joke to listen to next to you. 

Love Galore - we’re up by the Sutro Tower parked in a little dusty area by a few other cars that made the winding drive up. The view is pretty clear and definitely impressive, we’re trying to identify things and you’ve already finished telling me a long made-up story about how the tower works- which I believed because you, after all, have a masters in engineering. 

Foreplay, IV. Sweatpants - it’s first year and we spend all our free time meeting up at night just to freeze our asses off because we’re talking and it’s so easy and so funny and we don’t want to go home. It’s the 2am campanile talks at the bench, where we move at the pace of kdramas. It’s sitting by the now-renamed boalt hall, I’ve never met anyone I clicked with better and I still won’t say I’m in love.

Cheese & Wine - bro forreal your dad’s an asshole. seriously.

TALK ME DOWN - senior year of high school, you’re obsessed with Troye Sivan but he’s pretty good so no one in the car complains. Our friend group is hanging out so often at boba and coffee places and just talking nonstop, we have every class together pretty much and so many small things happen in that last year. 

Girls That Dance - that overcrowded, cozy, compact dorm room on the eighth floor. We’re there so often, you always pick me up from mine and we walk or bike down together, sometimes we take the shuttle. Jerry is always there, always greets us and talks to us about his nephew and his life. We have Olay by the mirror near the door, which I discover serves as a bit of a primer and is SPF15. We make ramen and Jess uses your desktop to play games while we watch Netflix movies in your top bunk. 

Cardiac Arrest - I, like the monumental asshole I am, make it a point to finish chemistry lab in the morning as quickly as possible so I can be the first person to leave every time. I always play this song as I’m going up those curved wide stairs to take that little bridge back up to the castle on the hill. I almost invariably get back to my room and waste all the time I saved by finishing early. 

Liquor Locker - chilling at lab, doing what I’m supposed to be doing between classes or meetings. Dilution calculations are scribbled in my green lab notebook. I’m responsible for many colonies of single-cell babies but at least a quarter of my attention is on the bus tracker while I run the math in my head. 

Shutter Island - we’re all at the Vevo Halloween concert together in a gigantic warehouse on the water’s edge. I’m absolutely taken with the singer and thus starts a pretty long infatuation with her music. No one else agrees, they definitely think she was the worst of the night. Fair enough. 

GOLD - we’re in the backseat of his car and he and his girlfriend are great. We already had dinner all together that one night before the concert- a vibe check - and now we’re in San Jose to check out a viewpoint where you and I just enjoy each other’s company. It’s our first double date(s) really, and it’s pretty great. 

Trois Gymnopédies - honestly, such a great song but I deadass sought it out after seeing it on a sad parrot video. 10/10

Heebiejeebies - definitely love this song but I don’t know if I can listen to anything from this album without remembering how you were so ready to start a fight at that concert. Again. 

If We Ever Meet Again - I have really strong feelings of being on a field trip associated with this song somehow. 

[songficsbyrissi]

Blindfold (T’Challa x Black Reader)

Warning: Swearing (all of my one shots are going to have swears tbh), overall fluff

“Yeah, I know If I see you, I'll be out of control Yeah, I might as well have both my eyes closed Baby, I might need a fucking blindfold Blindfold, yeah” - Pryde

A/N: So what if Zuri had given T’Challa a herb which was supposed to give him a new ability but instead makes him act crazy and shit seeing the person he truly loved? If that’s not enough of a problem, what if the person who he truly love is not the person who’s currently with? Let’s see how this plays out. *mischevious laugh* oh and btw this includes Redeemed Erik but he didn’t kill Zuri at the challenge. ************* “Zuri, you have requested my presence?” T’Challa marched into the shaman’s residence with two of the Dora Milage. Obviously the king didn’t need them to visit his own trusted mentor but they must be with their king at all times.

Zuri turned around with a wide smile on his face. “Ahh my king.” He gave him the Wakanda salute and the young king returned it. “I have found an special herb that I believe will help you even more in combat.” T’Challa raised an eyebrow. “Are you saying that my combat needs improvement?” Zuri grew wide eyed in response. “No! Kumkani, akakho oko!” T’Challa chuckled at how flustered the old man became. As he grew older, Zuri became easier to mess with. He placed his hand gently on the older man’s back. “Your king is messing with you. Anyway, what is the herb supposed to do?” Zuri regained his calm composure that he had prior to T’Challa’s teasing. “Ahh yes. I believe this diamond shaped herb will enhance your intelligence. Increase your brain power to the point where you will blessed with telekinesis.” T’Challa eyed the herb with skepticism. The heart shaped herb that he had in his system was already doing a fine job. He’s already blessed in combat situations. Shall he ask for more?” “Zuri, I am not too sure about this. How are you so sure this is what the herb will do? I am already more than capable with the abilities I have now.” “You are correct, but it would not hurt to have more, my king.” Zuri turned his back flipping through his ancient scriptures. “Besides, it would impress Y/N to see a new ability of yours.” T’Challa laughed boisterously throughout the residence holding his stomach. “Zuri, please. I’ve told you over and over again. Y/N is just my friend. I do not have feelings for her. I am to marry Ororo.” “Kumkani, all I said is that it would impress her. I do not recall saying anything about having feelings.” The old shaman hid his smirk. “Whether you have feelings for her or not does not change the fact this new ability will be very useful in combat.” T’Challa hummed suddenly as if he was deep in thought about the herb but was really in deep thought about you. You were an American born to Wakandan immigrants and when your parents passed, you decided to go to your parents’ homeland to meet your extended family. When you did, you met T’Challa. After getting to know each other and T’Challa finds out you had dreams of being in the fashion world, he offered you a job as head stylist to dress him, his mother, and his sister Shuri but mainly him. Although he won’t publicly admit it, his main reason for his offer was to keep you as close to him as he could. You were a beautiful, intelligent and talented woman who walked into his life and he swears Bast told him not to let you go. He shook his head trying to shake off the thoughts. He was engaged to someone else. You showed no sign of interest and clearly didn’t want to go past the friends stage so he gave Ororo a chance and eventually got engaged since there was pressure on him to find a queen at the moment. It just wasn’t the Queen his heart wanted though, but he’ll remain in denial. “Fine, Zuri. I will try this herb. If I do not like it, I may remove it, yes?” T’Challa finally spoke with the liquified herb that was in a mug in his hands. Zuri nodded vigorously with a smile. “Yes, my king. I will have an antidote prepared to strip the powers of the herb away.” “Very well then.” T’Challa tilted the cup to consume every drop of the liquid and cleared his throat when he was finished. “I will see you later, Zuri.” He performed the salute and Zuri returned it. T’Challa was on his way out and Zuri spoke with a crooked smile. “I look forward to seeing the results, my king.” ************ “So what is the deal with you and my brother?” Shuri asked out of nowhere as you were taking down notes about his panther suit. You tried so hard to resist the urge to groan. You felt the vibranium on the panther suit Shuri was designing and sighed. “We’re just friends, Shuri. Nothing more.” Shuri snorted rolling her eyes. “Oh puh-lease, Y/N. I know you love my brother. What happened?” Ororo Munroe happened. A very attractive and powerful mutant who caught most of Wakandan men and women’s eyes when she first arrived. She immediately took interest in the young king. Ororo moved quickly and made it obvious she wanted him. You grew jealous because you saw him first but due to your status, you never made a move out of fear of rejection. Everyone liked her and you couldn’t lie, it was hard to dislike her aside from the fact she took your man. You had a growing hope that T’Challa would break up with her but the opposite happened. They got engaged so you had to accept the fact that you had lost him. But you still loved him. You turned to see her curious eyes and sighed. “You do realize that your brother is engaged, right?” “Yeah but Ororo is great and all but she isn’t the one for him.” She came over and stood next to you crossing his arms. “I wish he would see that before going through with this. The title of queen does not belong to her.” Before you could question Shuri, Erik burst through the vibranium lab doors. “Yo, princess! Stop bothering Y/N with your technological bullshit! We got a bit of a fashion emergency!” Shuri scrunched up her face in annoyance. “Hello to you too...how do you say it again?” She placed her finger to her chin in deep thought and got it. “Coochie! Hello, Coochie!” You stifled a laugh with the back of your hand when Erik sucked his teeth loudly. It was a mistake on his part because when he had his “intimate” conversations with his lover, he used the term and when Shuri overheard and asked, he lied saying “Coochie” was a slang word for cousin to protect her innocence. It clearly backfired because she’s been calling him Coochie for the longest. “For the last fucking time, just call me cousin.” Erik grabbed your wrist tugging it. “Come on. T’Dickhead ripped his damn pants and the council meeting is in 30 minutes.” You snickered following Erik and Shuri followed right beside you. How did the oh so graceful king rip his pants? It was too funny but you had to put a mask of seriousness so you could look professional. The three of you made it to his chambers and walked inside to find T’Challa staring at his floor length mirror. “Hey Challa. I heard you gave me some more work to do.” You joked crossing your arms with a shake of your head. “Ahh Y/N-“ he turned around and once his eyes landed on you, you saw his pupils dilate and he stalked slowly towards you like a predator creeping up on its prey. His eyes sparkled in faint pink sparks and He lets out a deep growl while examine you from head to toe. You weren’t wearing anything different today. Your hair was styled the same and you had the same light amount of makeup on your face so why was he acting so weird? “Of course, uthando. I need you to work...on....me.” He suddenly placed his hands on your waist and you hesitantly looked back at Shuri and Erik who was as shocked and confused as you are. “T’Challa....are you feeling ok?” You lifted your hand to his forehead and he pressed you closer to his body. “Yes, my love! Touch me! I am not ok because you are not keeping my bed warm every night!” He exclaimed rubbing himself against your leg and this time, you backed away looking him up and down. You glared at Erik and back at him. “Is this a practical joke? Because it’s not funny!” You were fuming. Erik was fully aware of your feelings for T’Challa and loved fucking with people around the castle. You could usually take his pranks but you didn’t find this one entertaining at all. It hurt even more that T’Challa would fuck with you like this. Erik opened his mouth stumbling over his words. “Y/N, I promise you. This ain’t me. I don’t know what came over this nigga but I’m being deadass when I say I got nothing to do with it. I swear on my pops.” Erik would never swear on his deceased father unless he was being genuine so T’Challa was the only culprit. You turned your glare to him. “T’Challa, quit it.” He placed his hands around your face and stared in your eyes. “I don’t want to quit anything but this relationship I have with Ororo. I want you all the time, Y/N.” “Yo, T’Stupid, the council meeting is in 20 minutes. Quit this dumbass prank already and let Y/N do her damn job.” Erik groaned as you went behind T’Challa to his massive wardrobe. T’Challa’s eyes returned to normal glaring at Erik. “What is this “prank” you speak of? And I am not preventing her from doing her task.” “Brother...you were just flirting heavily with her.” Shuri spoke slowly to him. “Absurd! I’ve told you over and over again we are just friends!” T’Challa practically shouted out of exasperation. You returned with a new pair of pants and once you were back in T’Challa’s view, his eyes glossed over once more. “My alluring princess has returned to me. I need to make you my queen, beautiful. That job would suit you much better. I’d do anything for you, sithandwa sam.” T’Challa states seductively caressing your hand that was holding the pants. You ignored your racing heart and took a step back. All he was saying was believable and the thing is T’Challa is not a good actor at all. He went to change his pants and you stood next to the others. “What the fuck is going on with him?” You hissed under your teeth. “As much I love all this affection, it’s bullshit. And if it’s not a prank, something else is happening.” “From what I observed, he becomes absolutely smitten with you when you’re in his sight but back to normal when you’re out of his sight.” Shuri indicated staring after him. Erik nodded in agreement. “It’s like he’s under some loveboy spell. He’s normal T’Motherfucker now but when he sees you, he becomes T’Romeo. Gets the usual dumb, lovesick puppy look in his eyes when he sees you except he’s actually spitting game.........I respect it.” “Well I don’t!” You snapped and you turned your head in direction he disappeared to. “T’Challa, I swear to God or Bast or whatever deity is listening, I will quit right now. Give up this prank now.” You felt yourself choke up. It hurt that he was saying all the right things, all the things you’ve been dying to hear but it wasn’t real. It was plain cruel. T’Challa responded still hidden away. “Y/N, what are you talking about? I hardly think ripping my pants is a “prank” or whatever you call it.” You were taken aback by his frustrated tone. He came back into view and you swear you saw his eyes twinkle. “Look at my future queen.” He bit his lip walking slowly your way. “Please leave us so I can adore my queen in the privacy of our bedroom.” Our bedroom?! You grabbed both Erik and Shuri’s wrists stepping outside of the king’s chambers. “Ok. I believe it. He’s clearly under a spell or something. He doesn’t have feelings for me. We gotta figure out how to fix this before this causes a mess.” You huffed resting your hands on your hips. “I don’t know.....T’Romeo is kinda entertaining to watch.” Erik rubbed his chin chuckling as Shuri snickered in her hands. You scowled deeply crossing your arms. Erik cleared his throat seeing your irritation growing. “I’m sorry, Y/N. Look at it this way. You take him and I get to take Ororo. It’s a win-win. It’s about time y’all get together.” You ignored him and turned your attention to Shuri. “Shuri, will you be able to run some tests or something?” Shirt shook her head with a frown appearing on her face. “No, Y/N. Mother has been complaining that I spend too much time in the lab for a teenager so I get locked out the lab for 3 hours a day.” She sighed out of annoyance. “It’s gonna be locked by the time we get there.” The three of you cursed bouncing around thoughts in your heads. A light bulb went off and you all gasped. “Zuri!” You all yelled in unison. “But what about the meeting?” Shuri whispered making sure no one was listening. “He’s not going to cancel it!” Erik wrapped his arm around you and smirked down at you. “Oh yes he is. You heard his ass. He’d do anything for Y/N. She’s our secret weapon now.” The door opened and T’Challa walked out patting himself down. “Yo, T! You gotta cancel this meeting!” T’Challa glared at Erik. “Are you mad? Why should I?” Erik pushed you into T’Challa’s view. “Because Y/N needs you to.” His cheekbones became visible as he let a goofy smile grace his face. “Of course. Anything for you, beloved.” “T’Challa! The council is looking for you!” Ororo was seen dressed up and rushing up you guys. “Don’t tell me you forgot, sweetheart!” “Oh Bast! Y/N, take T’Challa to Zuri and make sure his eyes stay on you. I mean they always do but it will be easier to get him there when he’s thinking about....satiating himself with you.” Shuri commanded and you obeyed thanking God your blush isn’t gonna show due to your melanin. You made eye contact with T’Challa. “Baby, do me a favor and follow me keeping your eyes on me.” You felt yourself warm inside calling T’Challa a cute pet name, something you’ve been dying to do. You grabbed both of his hands leading him in the opposite direction. “I will never take my eyes of you, my love.” He gushed and you felt like taking all of him right now but it wasn’t real. All that he was saying is fake. Ororo caught up with Erik and Shuri with a puzzled look on her face. “Hey, where is Y/N taking T’Challa? He’s late for this meeting already.” “Oh they’re about to f-“ Erik closed his mouth when Shuri discreetly pinched his arm smiling tightly. “About to figure out other clothing options. All the outfits she has prepared have been ruined. But he has told us to cancel it.” Shuri stated nervously. Ororo eyed the both of them not convinced. She began to chase after you and T’Challa and the two cousins began to follow the confused woman hastily. “T’Challa, Y/N, what is going on?” Ororo questioned with a booming voice stopping the both of you in your steps. “Shit! T’Challa, turn around and look at Ororo.” You commanded attempting to turn him around but he refused. “No. I never wanna take my eyes off of you.” T’Challa replied a voice smooth like velvet. “Do not reject me, Y/N. I’m tired of you rejecting me.” You were stunned at his last sentence. Was T’Challa always showing you he had feelings but you rejected him? You shook it off. It has to be the spell or whatever making him say this. Ororo finally caught up and stood next to you in front of T’Challa. His eyes were still on you and moving out of his sight was not an option. You gulped not sure what was going to happen next. “T’Challa, what’s going on, my love?” Ororo tried to make eye contact with him but he refused still keeping his eyes on you. You looked up to see Erik take his black handkerchief and wrap it around T’Challa’s eyes. “Why can’t I see anything? What is going on?” T’Challa demanded touching the scarf when Shuri slapped his hands away. “The outfits are a surprise, brother. You refuse to keep your eyes closed so we must blindfold you.” Shuri glanced at you and Erik and you both nodded in confirmation. T’Challa removed the blindfold and luckily you stood behind him. Ororo eyed the four of you and sighed with a smile. “I guess I should get used to the weirdness. I’m marrying into it. I’ll let them know you cancelled, my love.” She pecked T’Challa’s lips and walked away with T’Challa looking after her. Damn she makes it hard to hate her. You didn’t see a Twinkle in his eyes seeing her like it did when he saw you. Why was this spell specifically set on you when she was his fiancée? Shuri pulled T’Challa out of the palace and Erik walked next to you as you fumbled with your thoughts. “I know what you’re thinking and asking in your head.....I’m pretty sure you know the answer too. You’re just too stubborn to believe it.” You scoffed walking ahead of him. “Shut up, N’Jadaka.” ************** “Ahh what can I do for you, my king, my princess, Lady Y/N....” Zuri turned to Erik and displayed a sneer on his face. “N’Jadaka.” “Zuri.” Erik replies mocking his accent. “Man, you gotta let that ritual battle shit go. It’s not that serious.” The old man was taken aback. “Not that serious? You tried to kill me!” “Nigga, I’m redeemed!” “Erik, shut up!” You hissed and turned to Zuri exhaling. “Look Zuri, the king is under some spell where he thinks he’s in love with me. The weird thing is he’s only out of control when his eyes are on me.” T’Challa was stunned. “Really? I’m sorry if I’ve been inappropriate.” He turned to look at you and the enamored look and tone came again. “I’ll be inappropriate as much as you like, my love.” Shuri groaned out of disgust. She got up and tying the blindfold around his eyes once again. “I did it again, didn’t I?” T’Challa asked and you all nodded as if he could see. Zuri walked back to his ancient book filled with rituals, herbs, etc. and laughed nervously at one page. He turned back to see your confused faces with a guilty and apologetic look on his face and cleared his throat. “I am so sorry. I gave the king a herb that I believed would give him a new combat ability but I gave the wrong herb. The herb the king has in his system plays with emotions of its consumer. My apologies, my king. It was an honest mistake.” You tried to hide your disappointment. “So I was right. He’s under some bitch ass love spell. Xolela ulwimi lwam, Zuri.” Zuri waved off your apology. “That’s alright but you are not completely correct.” Zuri handed you the textbook that was opened to the informational page on the herb. Erik and Shuri peeked over your shoulder as T’Challa took a seat frustrated that he couldn’t see. “Lowo odla le mifuno uya kunyanzeliswa ukuba azibonakalise ngokwakhe uthando lwakhe lobomi. Ulawulo lwempembelelo luya kulahlekelwa kwaye zonke iingcamango zabo ziya kuhanjiswa xa iintanda zabo zihlala kwizinto zabo.” You read out loud and your eyebrows knitted together in confusion. You weren’t completely fluent in Xhosa so you were pretty sure you read it wrong. You looked up to see Erik, Shuri, and Zuri smiling. “What does it s-“ “Girl, you know damn well what it says!” Erik cackled in his fist jumping up and down and looked in T’Challa’s direction. “That’s my nigga right there!” T’Challa remained quiet gulping and Shuri said nothing as well. “I will cease the torture, Y/N. It reads that the one who consumes the herb will be forced to show themselves to the love of their life. Impulse control will be lost and all of one’s thoughts will be revealed when their eyes land on their true love.” You were still puzzled. “So that means....” “The herb gave him the balls he didn’t have to tell you how he feels!” Erik shook his head, clicking his tongue. “Damn, it really be the pretty ones that are slow as fuck.” You glared at Erik and Shuri nodded her head in agreement. “I wouldn’t be so crude but coochie is correct.” “For the last fucking time.... you know what? Fuck it. I am what I eat.” Erik shrugged leaning against the wall. You nervously sat in front of T’Challa who remained seated and quiet. “Y/N....” “You knew it was me?” “I recognize your scent.” He stated sheepishly through his blindfold. “I want to able to look at you when I say this but not while I’m under the effects of this herb.” “I have the remedy prepared, my king.” Zuri put a small cup to his lips and T’Challa took a couple gulps. After a moment, his skin emitted a pink light and then the light faded away. When he returned to his original color, Zuri nodded at you. “The power of the herb have been stripped away.” You nodded back and removed the blindfold from his eyes. His eyes landed on you and didn’t have the twinkling it had before but he carried the infatuated look in his eyes. This was the look they all were talking about that you never noticed. T’Challa took your hands in his and breathed staring in your eyes. “I love you, Y/N. I’ve been in love with you for longer than I can remember. My attempts to get over you have been futile. I know I am engaged to Ororo but all I think about is you. I never told you this because I feared you didn’t feel the same.” “You feared wrong, wam kumkani. I feel the same way. I love you too.” You leaned in and he took your face in his hands placing a soft kiss on your lips. When you two pulled away, he rested his forehead against yours and sighed. “Looks like I have an engagement to break off.” “I feel bad but-“ “It has to be done. Let’s go, entle.” T’Challa took your hand and led you out of Zuri’s residence. That left Erik and Shuri eyeing Zuri skeptically. “Is it just me, princess or is it oddly convenient that Zuri had already prepared the remedy? Prior to us coming here.” Shuri nodded in agreement folding her arms. “It is. Also, the herb he “accidentally” gave T’Challa looks nothing like the one he “meant” to give him.” She held up said herb which was a different color and shape than the one given to the king. “Oh! Nonsense! I’m just getting older. As you get older, you forget things and make mistakes. I am an innocent old man.” Zuri turned away hiding his devious smile. Shuri bursted out laughing and held her stomach. Erik shook his head chuckling and spoke. “Zuri, you are a sneaky motherfucker.”

Translations:

1.  akakho oko - never that!

2.  uthando - love

3.  Xolela ulwimi lwam - Forgive my tongue/excuse my language

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[bigbrotherorre]

FINAL EPISODE: “DENNIS IS SUCH A KING” - ALI THE REST OF THE GAME.

WEEK 13 

if someone who doesn't love me wins this week then bye bye ashvika 

annoyed that sammy nominated me because i kept him safe last week whereas i could have just as easily flipped to keeping alivia and he could've left...but more than that, i'm annoyed at his speech. i dont think he should've used "you nommed me" as an excuse bc that's lame and he was the first to nom me and i nommed him back so we were even, and then i let him have veto pick when he was nommed and i made sure he got taken off. also conversation is a two way street and i dont see him trying to make a conversation with me either, he could have just said the real reason....i love hearing about how good of a player he thinks i am.... the worst case scenario is if bryce or zeezo win, i think even if the noms stay the same that i have a good chance of staying? granted that autumn and ali don't decide to turn on me and evict me 

why is bryce spreading lies :( i didn't tell ali to nominate sammy.... 

ive made a lot of mistakes this game and there all coming at me now.. my position in the game is terrible and i can blame it on ppl playing not to their win condition or on just the wrong ppl winning comps at the wrong time, but ultimately i could have tried harder convincing ppl to see the light or to do better in challenges so ultimately its on me. feeling really hopeless this week even tho i avoided being a preveto nom i think ill be a post one if literally anyone but me wins veto. and i flopped veto (cwl). i cant wait for after the game for ali to admit that he did tell me that ashvika pushed for sammy to be nommed. order in which id vote ppl zeezo- always worked with me and if she makes it to the end she truly DID THAT ashvika- really took control of the game with her hoh win and after jose left smartly picked up the goats and became the biggest threat randy- a king love us working with/against each other throughout the game and even tho he was voted out im not one to discredit buyback winners autumn- never spoke to me but guess she didnt need to KASDHFK ali- fakest person ive ever met dennis- knows how to get to f2 at least sammy- ignores obvious facts and always makes the wrong move  but good at comps so wooh (me teas too tho...)

somehow i didnt get nommed but like so sad what the heck zeezo is going home like why is everyone so jealous that shes prettier and funnier than them :( why cant we all be her goats <3 i guess its good bc like i cant win with zeezo in the game and i can vote to keep her still, but honestly if i lose in f2 with zeezo itd still be fun bc she has had my back all game :] I AM SO SAD UGHHHH GOD HATES GAYS AND HES TAKING MY TWO WOC QUEENS BACK TO BACK. Now i have ashvika who is a queen but not my queen!! And autumn yikes hates me always :(

SORRY IVE BEEN GONE!!! I did one video confessional for Week 11 and just like never posted it lmao but I will haha and that's all behind me. But anyway I just have so many feelings. Live  night is about to begin, me and Zeezo's war is finally concluding, IM STILL TRYING TO GET MY FIRST COMP WIN, and I'm trying to protect my allies at all cost. Some cracked shit is about to go down and I'm so excited and so so glad I took a nap before this cause I'm ready for anything wooo

RANDY: WIN SAMMY: ... ALI: FAKEST PERSON IVE EVER MET MAYBE TALKS A BIG GAME AND SAYS HES SUPER NICE AND EMOTIONAL BUT SUDDENLY CAN TURN THAT OFF. HE WOULD BE A GOOD VILLAIN BUT HE ACTS NICE AND DOESNT OWN IT AND MAYBE ITS JUST BC ITS SO SOON BUT I HOPE HE CHOKES AND HAS HAYFEVER FOREVER! WHAT EVEN IS HAYFEVER??? HORSE BOY AUTUMN: NEVER SPOKE TO ME BUT NICE DENNIS: FORGOT TO PUT SOMEONE ON THE LIST, KNEW HIS WAY TO F2 AND IF HE DOESNT TAKE CREDIT FOR THINGS ICON AND ID VOTE FOR HIM.

AFTER THE TRIPLE EVICTION...

OK BUT DAT TRIPLE DOE http://media2.giphy.com/media/xUA7aViRhBQPzXNAAM/giphy.gif It was dramatic, over the top, emotional, satisfying, show stopping, gut wrenching- literally everything you want out of a triple. I... don't feel bad for Breezo lmao, not after all the messiness they've caused. But doing Ashvika dirty is literally the hardest choice I've had to make in Orre. Sis I am so so sorry. I should've thrown you a vote but you know how Randy is and you really know how Dennis is. I just--- that was something I like wasn't prepared to ever do, break Ashvika's heart. But like in my beautiful dark twisted mind? It was perfect because I knew I couldn't go to the end w/ Ash but I was never going to nominate her. So here we are rip ALSO LAB AND BREEZO ALL SITTING IN JURY??? BIIIIIIITTTCCHHHHH https://media.giphy.com/media/zcAii7T9JXezS/source.gif If you're reading this, you know I sure did say I would wipe that whole group out and send them to jury and it really did come to pass. John sure did gas all of them up to win and I sure did tell him in my Week 10 goodbye message that they were all bout to walk in behind him. So in the spirit of prophesizing, let it be known that Auli aka Ali and I will make Final 3 because we are the strategic dynamic duo y'all slept on. Like correct me if I'm wrong: we've been on the right side of all 8 "merge" votes (there's no word for like opposite of pre-jury lmao), we ain't been on block since Week 6/7 and it's now Week 14, and we've downplayed our iconicism left and right so we're the last duo standing at Final 5, and no one wants to take a shot at us. BUT YALL STILL SLEEP CAUSE THE MIST IS THAT STRONG. That's ok though! When Randy and Sammy walk into jury next y'all will see Also I'm  dead at how much jury hates Ali hahaha. Deadass he has to stay in the game for safety reasons. Like soooo many jurors wanna kill him. That's my ride or die though so I can't let that happen. Anyway I still feel like shit for obeying Randy, which hurt Ashvika, made Dennis cry, and further dragged Ali's corpse. But the good news is woooo it's Final 5 and these boys all want to take Auli to the end. So do I NEED to win this HOH? No not really. Am I still praying and pleading with God like I do before every comp? Absolutely https://media1.tenor.com/images/1a11748f0c7ce30ab4afd057fab66751/tenor.gif?itemid=5677211

Me when I shocked the nation and won HOH and finally had power in the house after 13 weeks https://78.media.tumblr.com/2a8c6d7cc298da364a847f8f9d767c7c/tumblr_opiih6Z7tB1ub3fcfo1_500.gif Me then using said power to target my baby Randy for the greater good https://media.giphy.com/media/hic9t15zsdwfC/giphy.gif And now me that I'm selling my entire family, land, soul, and wig collection to get Dennis to keep me and kill Sammy so that I'm not Ika Wonged because I know for a fact Ali would take me to F2 and Dennis would be a dumbass not to take me too. AND I ALWAYS BELIEVED IF I WENT UP A FOURTH TIME THAT WOULD BE THE TIME I GO UP ON THE BLOCK AND DONT COME BACK DOWN SO FOR THE LOVE OF GOD DENNIS BE STRATEGIC AND KEEP ME https://i.pinimg.com/originals/23/53/9d/23539d4ab6c13adab50940426d73ed6e.gif

[AFTER F4 EVICTION]

WAIT WHAT HOW AM I ALIVE?? https://media.giphy.com/media/TZ388aYpsLMcM/giphy.gif AND HOW THE FUCK DID I MAKE FINAL 3??? https://yiaelxzosjw9p4bs-zippykid.netdna-ssl.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/07/happy-crying.gif Pray for me if I win Final HOH cause fun fact: I, the strategic legend, have no clue who to fucking take to the end and that's the biggest gag of the entire season BECAUSE I DIDN'T PLAN OUT THIS FAR GODDAMMIT AND I WISH I HAD. Ok that's not entirely true- I knew I should either sit next to Dennis or Ali because ya know contingency plans matter. BUT NOW??? Bitch ion know I just wanna win

CLICK HERE & HERE TO SEE DENNIS’ VIDEO DIARY ROOMS!

i've never seen a better reflection of the emotional rollercoaster that is my mental state than these two being filmed less than 12 hours apart jasldfa

CLICK HERE AND HERE TO SEE ALI’S VIDEO DIARY ROOMS!

okay i have lots of post finale thoughts but i need to type them up tomorrow. i just hope the jury knows how sorry I am if I ever upset them, because I love them all so much and would never want that :(

time for my post finale wrap up and.... whewie. This is so upsetting because, I just did this for all stars. Like it's looking like my track record is LITERALLY going to be 2nd 9th 2nd 2nd 2nd, I CANT COME 2ND AGAIN. I really can't take this. Here is the bigger problem though and this is why Orre will be my last game whether I win or not. I can't keep playing these games when I upset so many people. Like it honestly broke my heart yesterday hearing how much I upset people like Bryce & Ashvika, people I love SOOOOOOO much. I don't want to upset people. Like... what upset me about finale is I don't think the jurors realise that.... I didn't just upset people for the sake of it and ahhh. Honestly, I'm really upset, like not even that I'm coming second but that I upset people. So with that said, I really apologise to the jurors. I got the impression that I hurt you all so bad that you are giving me 2nd as like.... punishment? And while I hate that, if I hurt you all that bad I really owe you all an apology. Anywho, since this is definitely my last game, I've played 183 days worth of games to just come 2nd, and that's just too much. I'm too flawed of a person and player to continue playing these games and just keep coming 2nd. Like it just hurts. so yeah, i'm sad but mainly because this is deja vu. I'm so proud of Dennis for winning, he is such a sweet genuine guy and when he was complimenting me during the finale, it was the nicest thing I've ever heard and I'm so greatful. No matter my game or his, I'd be happy to see Dennis represent our season.

Can I just say... Dennis is such a king. What a kind-hearted, genuine guy. A true king.

CLICK HERE TO WATCH DENNIS’ VIDEO DIARY ROOM!

okay so I lost.... and I'm weirdly at peace with it. I know I answered the jury questions terribly and I had... some jurors that would never have it in them to vote for me and would actively campaign against me. Dennis is a king, and in a cast with toxicity and SUCH bitterness, I think he is a phenomenal representation for the season. Otherwise, I am really honoured to get Ashvika's vote, she is such a deserving POTS, and to get POTS' vote is always an honour. Autumn and Jose are amazing friends and I am so happy to have got to work with them, John is a player with SUCH potential and he is WINNING BOTS & Zeezo I'm really honoured to get her vote too! For the others, Bryce is a KING and so is Blake (they both seemed really upset by me so I hope we can be friends). Lynn I never spoke to and seems... very bitter about the season's result, but I hope she gets over it because she is also a QUEEN. Randy is a funny one and I'm starting to worry all his friend talk was just him playing into my emotional side, but he is a good egg really I know it. Sammy is a ghost king. I kinda want to end on Alivia. Alivia is a person whose personality is obviously very different to mine and the way she speaks to me and others really upsets me a lot of the time. However, her bitterness against me is understandable and I hope she gets over it, because she defines herself by anger and bitterness when she is such a funny and likable person and doesn't need to do that. but woo... to wrap stuff up, I'm so grateful for Nicholas & Julia for casting me, Owen & Emily for being amazing.... OH, I forgot what I wanted to say. Autumn is a queen, a legend and amazing. She is honestly soo soo amazing, like... someone I really admire and see as a rolemodel? she is inspirational, a queen and a legend. Dennis is the nicest, most well intentioned guy ever SO sweet and really just a genuinely nice guy. I have made lasting friendships with some members of this cast and I'm so happy. so yeah.... i'll probably do another one of these in like a day or so, but if not.... ali out woo

we love coming to jury and being told about my ""showmance""".... wanna die jadfkl. my only showmance was to snakery, my way of life. blake was robbed but also is a broccoli. last words? autumn and dennis are my faves, best F3 ever.

FINAL CAST ASSESSMENT