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[owlbearwrites]

Gonna go with Lost and Found (Atlas). I'm on the edge of my seat. <3

Well, as you know, this has been a writing session AND A HALF. You get the snippet re: the ethics involved in the treatment of AIs.

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“Got any other ideas? Ones that don’t involve me dragging a series of hostages here?”

“Hmm.” Jack taps his chin. “Okay, how about this? We find a robot, one of those more advanced types that’s got, like, enough personality for the Vault stuff to register it as an entity. We set its programming so that it does what it’s told, then get it to ask the question, and then, if we need more answers, we do a factory reset, so then it’s got a brand new personality, right, and then it can ask again and…” He trails off in the face of Rhys’s utterly deadpan stare. “Okay, yeah, that’s kinda… iffy from the moral standpoint, I guess?”

“Iffy?” Rhys cocks an eyebrow. “That’s your value judgment of the plan to repeatedly mind-murder an artificial intelligence to skirt around a rule?”

“Uh… shady?”

“Try again.”

“Unethical?”

“Getting closer.”

“Fine.” Jack rolls his eyes. “It’s fucked up, it’s monstrous, it’s stone cold evil. But it’d work. Probably.”

[kidsomeday]

You're Nobody Til Somebody Wants You Dead for WIP Wednesday please

Friend you asked for this back in March and I think I took a hiatus from being human but I'm back now and slowly working my way through the backlog. Thank you for your patience! Have some words. - As they stood before the final door Jack had the urge to sweep Rhys into his arms, hold him there for as long as they could stand it, kiss him like it might be the last time. He wanted it so bad it ached, and that was so new, so strange, that he couldn’t help but push it down and ignore it. Instead he just gave Rhys a grim smile, which was returned with about as much enthusiasm. “Time to meet my Angel,” Jack said, and opened the door.

[phenikas]

Tagged by: @krotiation <3 thank you for this!!!!

Last song: CHVRCHES - Out Of My Head ft. WEDNESDAY CAMPANELLA (absolutely in love with their songs, if you like synth-pop you should def check them out!!)

Currently watching: nothing in particular, waiting for the last season of What We Do In The Shadows to drop :((

Three ships:

rhack, rhysothy, jackothy and rhackothy (I count this as one cause it's basically the same three people lolol) - I adore them so much

tuna (Tidus and Yuna from FFX) - listen these two have been in the back of my head since I was a kid, I still love them so much even though I never post about them

me and the ability to stay awake and aware past 10 pm - I think this one speaks for itself

Favorite color: do not have one but I adore several shades of blue and pink

Currently consuming: the dread of my customers

First ship: tuna (as mentioned above) (listen I know the name sounds funny but also it is thematic cause Tidus def has fish genes the way he can stay underwater for so long)

Relationship status: what relationship

Last movie: Kingsglaive FFXV - I wanted to see if the movie was as good as I remembered so I rewatched it a few days ago.. safe to say that it's not bad by a large margin but it is very much lacking in storytelling cause of the fact that it's supposed to be a prologue to ffxv

Currently working on: a loooot of things, most of them are renders, some are fics (frankly I have a lot of wips that will probably never see the light of day)

Tagging: lovingly bullying these people into doing this (because I wanna know more about you!!!! (also you don't have to if you don't wanna <3)) @ryzselo @shinakazami1 @memories-of-better-days @the-cpu-system @fish-in-the-aquarium and anyone else who would also like to do this!!

[caffeinatedowlbear]

Me last Tuesday: I'm going to write the Rhack hospital AU on the stream; it's just a one-shot, won't be long.

Me last Wednesday: okay, I'm 5k in and I did not finish the one-shot on the stream, but it'll be done by the end of the week.

Me this Monday: okay, I'm 10k in and I still have at least four major scenes to go.

Me yesterday: ...this sucka is gonna be chaptered, isn't it. 😑

Point is, first chapter of the Rhack hospital AU going up tomorrow!

(Me today: okay, but there should only be two chapters, three at the absolute max...)

P.S. Look, I was brave today and submitted my original story again, with five rejections already on my wall, so I want my dopamine from posting a new chapter, okay??

[mauserfrau]

Not Rhack Wednesdays On Friday [28]

Because in case you haven't noticed, I get mixed up on long weekends XD.

First orders of business:

@lackpassion who did our splash images, now has a Patreon and an Etsy freshly restocked with slasher pride. More goodies on the way!

Today’s Recs: ( 🎨 = art | ✍ = fic | 🤔 = thinks)

✍ @michellespenscratchz brings us something a little darker than usual. Almost Dead Dove-- Do Not Eat. Absolutely here to blacken up your weekend. Aww yes!

✍ Are you following Yes, Chef! by @morteamore?? Well, if you're not and you want some ace Calypso content, check this out! Also: Handsome Jack doing cocaine. It's basically got everything [maybe not at work though].

✍ 🎨 @raidbossmadi updated Beautiful and Vulnerable with Chapter 2. I LOVE where this one is going! Also: CRONCH: [gore]

✍ oh and some buttmunch wrote surreal ersatz Siren lore that ended in smut. IDK. [NSFW]

If you’d like your work featured on Not Rhack Wednesdays On Thursday, the only requirement is that it not be Rhack (well, and you have to ask).  Calypso Twins angst is not required, but a plus.  Give me a jingle or @ me or whatever works for you.

[boo-moved]

If you interact with @/Mauserfrau fucking DNI please, I hate you

[ladymdc]

WIP Wednesday

Tagged by the lovely @laraslandlockedblues 💛💛 I don’t really do these much anymore because I’m not in the same fandoms as a lot of my writer mutuals anymore. But, I have been writing a lately so why not :D

Rhys was his.

You’re mine, Jack would tell him. Only mine. And it was the truth, the absolute truth. It just— didn’t fully encompass what Jack had felt the first time Rhys kneeled submissively before him of his own volition. Or after, when Jack woke up with those long limbs tangled with his.

If anyone had told him he could ever feel that close to someone again, Jack would have broken their jaw or started shooting. Truthfully, he still would despite knowing it was absolutely fucking possible. Just on principle, because after everything, sex was impersonal. Strictly something physical to take the edge off when all else failed him. It was easy to walk away and not care if they found someone else the next day or even the very next minute. But Rhys…

No one was allowed to touch. Jack had been very specific about that, and Rhys had always followed that rule without fail.

Until now.

If you’re reading this & want to, consider yourself tagged. I have no idea who has/hasn’t been tagged recently & don’t want to double up orz

[luxmavis]

Chapters: 2/? Fandom: Borderlands (Video Games), Tales from the Borderlands - Fandom Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Handsome Jack/Rhys (Borderlands) Characters: Handsome Jack (Borderlands), Rhys (Borderlands), Vaughn (Borderlands) Summary:

Rhys stepped out a hot steamy shower. He didn't want to step out of the bathroom yet, too cold on this hellish night. So he starts scribbling on the mirror, using the moisture to make doodles.

Next thing he knows he's standing in a different bathroom in nothing but a towel.

CHAPTER TWO HAS BEEN POSTED 

[muzikjellybean-skz979]

Goal: Tag 9 accounts you want to get to know better.

I was tagged by @wayward-mirage

Relationship Status: Single

Favorite Colour: Green!!!

Lipstick or Chapstick: Chapstick (Boner Glide is where it’s at!!)

Last song I listened to: “You C**t” - Once Human

Top three shows: ... umm, currently.... Trailer Park Boys, Archer & Game of Thrones

Top three characters: Handsome Jack, Sam Drake & Pickles the Drummer Doodily Doo Ding Dong Doodily Doodily Doo.

Top three ships: Dameon Clarke x Nolan North x Troy Baker, Wednesday 13 x Roman Surman, Rhack (Rhys x Handsome Jack)

Tagging: @ellienovak @carryonmywaywarddoctor @whineyfu @agentmarvel13 @mick-deserved-better @vampirekitty23 and anyone else who would like to do this ^.^

[kidsomeday]

I would like to request You're Nobody Til Somebody Wants You Dead for WIP Wednesday with an added request for original work (I'm always curious about people's original stories!)

Thank you so much for your patience! I think ask was from March, maybe? What even is time? Anyway, here's some writing, fresh from me to you. -

You're Nobody 'Til Somebody Wants You Dead

“C’mon princess,” he said, poking at his sleeping PA. “It’s showtime.” The response he got back was largely incoherent but Jack was fairly certain threats had been made against specific parts of his anatomy. This, he found, was normal for Rhys, who woke up with all the grace of a three legged skag.  Normally torturing him in the morning was fun. Today it was just another hurdle to overcome. He rolled out of bed, scooped up Rhys, and set him on his feet. The disgruntled squawking and flailing around was almost enough to make him smile. “I hate you,” Rhys grumbled, pushing him away. “I hope you get eaten.” “So romantic,” he said. “Now hurry up and get dressed. I’ll make coffee. We should be on the road in ten minutes.”  - Original Work “You should have just left me alone,” Caleb said, finally. Henry couldn’t stop the scoff he made at that, which earned him a glare. “Caleb, you were curled up in a dark corner of the warehouse. You’re sick. By all rights you should be hospitalized. I know I’m not exactly…friendly, nor have I always treated you kindly, but I’m not so much a monster that I would have left you there to suffer.” He sighed, and rose to get some of the fresh linens. “I’m aware you would not have chosen me to help you. I would not have chosen me either. But we’re here, and I’m willing and able to help you through this. When you feel better we can talk about it again, if you want to. For now I’m asking you to trust me, or at least trust that I’m capable enough to see you through.”

[kidsomeday]

Some of 'You're nobody' this week?

Absolutely, thank you for the ask! -

“I was keeping Angel safe, you have to understand. I was helping her hone her abilities. Sirens need eridium and I provided that. She was protected and given everything she needed and occasionally I would ask her to use those abilities to our advantage” (your advantage). “I thought she was happy” (you knew she was miserable) “but then one day I came to visit and she wouldn’t talk to me anymore. Wouldn’t look at me.” (you deserved worse) Jack paused, waiting for Rhys to chime in with some admonishment. Something like “you had to have known better” or “what the fuck Jack, who does something like that to their own child?” Rhys sat quietly. That was worse. 

[kidsomeday]

Scar tissue please :)

Sorry for the delay and thank you for the ask! It is deeply appreciated. I started having fun and got carried away. -

There were things he should have asked about. How affected Jack would be during his rut, if he had supplies ready. Had his friends been notified? What about work? But Jack was kissing him and none of that seemed to matter. Rhys was pinned under Jack's body, knees at his hip, elbows by his head. He wasn't putting his whole weight down but it was enough that Rhys could the full length of his, hot and desperate. All his bad experiences called out to Rhys to run but crumbled away under the way Jack was kissing him. It was a possessive, claiming kiss and he felt wanted more than he had ever in his life; he was being kissed like Jack sensed his thoughts and wanted to erase every bad memory, make up for every awful encounter. There was more to it than that though. Jack kissed him with the best kind of desire: the kind that would stop if Rhys said the word. That was the thought that got him to settle fully into the moment. He trusted Jack fully and completely. Was he a terrible and dangerous man? Absolutely. But he would stop if Rhys needed him to. And that thought was enough to stop him worrying and let himself get pulled fully into Jack's desire.

[kidsomeday]

no pressure ask for WIP Wednesday. Whenever you get to it is good: You're Nobody Til Somebody Wants You Dead

Thank you for this long ago ask! I appreciate it and your patience. Here, have some angst as a thank you. *TW drug use - Even that couldn’t stop him from feeling jittery by the end of the day, all the lights just a tad too bright and every noise the horrible screech of metal on metal. Rhys asked if he wanted company that night and the answer was yes absolutely, he wanted to lose himself in all the ways he could with the man. He said no. Handsome Jack spent the night prowling through his penthouse, his office, the shooting range, trying and failing to find something to calm himself. Eventually he turned to the myriad of drugs available to him, specially made to help him turn off his mind and let him sleep. It was not something he liked doing but he liked the thought of being too exhausted to function properly even less. Rhys and Angel were going to meet. He needed to be at his best.

[kidsomeday]

I would like You're Nobody Til Somebody Wants You Dead as a cat/writer treat please (love that visual for a writer!) Good luck with NaNo!

The reference to NaNo does tell you how long this ask has been lurking in my inbox, but here I am as promised, offering this piece of writing like a cat with a dead mouse. It may not be what you wanted to see on your doorstep, but I trot of please with myself regardless.

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The next day was a blur of menacing various board members, pitting different factions of R&D against each other to keep them occupied (at this point it was practically enrichment), and making travel arrangements. If Rhys noticed that Jack was acting distant and more on edge than normal he did not comment. He kept the pistol though, which was good. Whatever emotional issues he was currently refusing to process Jack did appreciate having Rhys wear two of his weapons at his hip. Their relationship was nowhere near public but it satisfied the possessive itch in Jack’s psyche to see Rhys bear some mark of his power and influence. The fact that it was weaponry just made it even better. 

He pushed down the thought that the person Rhys most needed to protect himself from was Jack himself, and focused on just how hot it was when he causally yet pointedly rested a hand on the pistol if someone got too mouthy.

[kidsomeday]

Happy WIP Wednesday! I hope you achieve some creative joy from it today!

Thank you! I picked a document at random and started writing, and this is what emerged.

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This revelation deserved a great deal of consideration, but Jack had reached his limit of emotions for the day. Perhaps for the year. He decided to go to bed before any more could sneak up on him. First, he had to maneuver his way out from under six feet of lanky human. It should have been easy except for the fact that every time Jack attempted to move, Rhys responded by snuggling him even harder. He gritted his teeth and tried to convince his heart not to get involved. This was frustrating, he told himself. Not cute. Feeling like this was cute would be an emotion, and as stated Jack was firmly not having those right now.

[kidsomeday]

You're Nobody Til Somebody Wants You Dead, please!

Thank you so much for the ask! Sorry for the delay. Jack's love language is vowing vengeance, I'm pretty certain.

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“Long story short, Angel made a compelling case for me being the worst person who had ever lived,” he said. “And after taking some time to cope with that I realized she may have been right. So I started working to try and fix what I could. Like getting her to be able to survive without constant eridium again so she can leave. Work on giving her freedom.” 

His throat was beginning to hurt. He blamed it on shooting whatever rotgut he had grabbed from his alcohol cabinet and refused to acknowledge the fact that he felt near tears.

“She hates me, and I deserve it. But she’s still my daughter, Rhys. I’m still the one that’s supposed to protect her. And now these…these bastards think they can go after her. Plotting to kill me? That’s fine. If I don’t get at least three assassination attempts a week I’m doing something wrong. But plotting to go after her? I won’t just destroy them. I’ll destroy everything they’ve ever loved, no matter how briefly, and only after they lay weeping in the dirt begging will I finally be merciful enough to end their pathetic existence.”