THEIR GUARDIAN

LUTHER || DETROIT BECOME HUMAN 

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💖 ICB THIS BINCH IS PUTTING ME ON BLAST

              " I told you. I told you, I'm going to be fine. " she's holding on to his arm and the worried expression on her face is almost foreign. Looks human -- too human. Too real.

              He's staining her now. His blue blood marks her skin, it happened during the escape. Runinng and running as bullets fly past and androids drop dead. He was pushing her past him, letting his own massive size be a shield. He couldn't even process what he'd do if she dropped like all the others. Eyes going lifeless ---

              " You're not hurt. And that's all that matters. " it's the truth, he'd die a thousand times before seeing her hurt like he did back then. That plea 'i dont want to die' echoes in his memory. She smiles and he finds it hard to not as her hand moves from his shoulder to his hand. Leaning closer a whispered thank you. A whispered "i'm so glad you're safe. "

              [ REASSURE ] [ THANK YOU ] [ CONNECT ]

              It's almost in sync the way both their skins fade away to the model beneath and their hands connect --- connect in a different way than the times they've held before. This was different --- it's seen in the way foreheads connect. The softest grins on both their faces.

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have i told you lately that i love u??? friendly reminder that i love u

me blinded by love??? impossible ??? ? ? ? 

[firehrt]

AND, OH  — my tongue is a weapon. 

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              She grabs his hand first, like a gesture to the promise. That safety is here. Here in Jericho. He feels disbelief in the sentiment like that. After everything that has happened --- is there anywher safe for them? For blue-bloods, beings that did not ask to be created. Beings that just want to love and live free.

              She says 'you're safe' like a promise. Like she's writing it in the stars. Her hand on his feels like enough.

              [ DISTRUST ] [ TRUST ] [ SAY NOTHING ]

              It's silence and the outside noise as his hand wraps around hers as well. No words to say, just an acceptance. If this is safe, let it be. If she is full of promises let it be.

[sailwiththedragonsatdawn]

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i’m like doing laundry and like getting ready for work tommorow so hit that heart for a starter 

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hey y’all sorry that my activity is always funky! just dropping a reminder that im mainly active on tadashi(picarexque) and i’m working a full time job so I dont have a lot of freetime. 

[oniscribbles]

Hold on just a little while longer.

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“i trust you.”

              There's something in him that sparks when she spoke. Like there was a revelation in his systems a turning of gears. A weight pulled just from the softness of her words. The way she says it when she turns to him Alice wrapped around her on the soft mat they managed to find in this abandoned building.

              To be trusted like this. After what he had done. After what he let happen as Zlatko ripped so many apart. To be trusted by her it was --- uplifting. IT was something different than whatever he felt before.

              " Thank you. Thank you Kara. " he promised he'll keep her safe. Even if he has to jump in between her and the bullets themselves. This promise --- it was more than words. It's the way he even sits over them now, watching as the light of the fire flickers on their faces. A beautiful illumination.

[protectlive-blog]

-hands a lute for Luther-

              [ ACCEPT ] [ DECLINE ]

              " Thank you ! This is a lute right? My programming isn't coded for playing one of them but --- " he flings one of the string letting the note revuberate through the room. There's a certain glee on his face that's evident.

              " But I shall learn correct? "

[forsakenwitchery]

requested by anonymous, will gif the part where they’re talking as well, just thought I’d make this, too. :D I’m open for Detroit gif requests atm. [all my dbh gifs]

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@motherdreamt

[homeawaiting-deactivated2018080]

BOOKER, ARE YOU AFRAID OF GOD ?   /   ind. elizabeth comstock, written by arthas.

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once luther’s free & living up a life he wants to live he starts trying to understand emotions ( like the ones that made him a deviant in the first place, the need to protect and empathy and anger ) and the best way he starts to understand them is by singing . Luther starts to sing, finding songs that make him feel and can show off his emotions but he also starts to create his own original music. 

The first piece he’s legitimately proud of and will sing in a heartbeat is called “Alice” 

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@lovedfree

             " Are. Are you okay? " everything that happened. With Jericho it must have been taxing --- he can not read her stress levels but he can only imagine they'd have to be rising. His own are skyrocketing worried for the rebellion, their future seems out of reach with the humans gunning them down in the streets, and worried for Kara and Alice. Seperated. He's unsure of their survival and the aspect of it all --- it's killing him.

              If they died then he failed. Then he's let more die again.

              [ INQUIRE ] [ SAY NOTHING

              " Would you like to talk? "

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@firehrt

              " Don't move. Don't say anything. " his tone layered with a sense of force about it. And it can be understood, lying but a few feet away are the two people he swore to protect. His weapon is the steel pipe layered in his grip and his face remains neutral --- he doesn't want to hurt the other but if he has to.

              If he has to.

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@motherdreamt

              [ KEEP WORKING ] [ STOP WORKING ]

             " Ah Kara! " there's a certain glee when she arrives home and he slowly puts down the piece of furniture he was moving earlier. And the smile that comes to his face is almost instant. He rushes over taking the bags she bought into his own hands lifting her load as much as he could. This kind of labor felt good --- this kind of labor he wanted to do.

              " I was moving the cabinet into the corner like we wanted to do last night before we got distracted. I didn't expect you to be home so quickly. "

[nathanprscott]

DETROIT: BECOME HUMAN 13/?       Luther, my man, I’m a huge fan.