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[spycethra]

Do you post elsewhere? I found your fics on AO3 and enjoyed them! I also enjoy DBH so would be glad to follow. If not that's okay too, thank you!

I haven't been posting anything since I've been taken hostage by a game called Genshin Impact. I mostly write things on that but it's mostly drabbles. But I'm really glad to hear that you enjoyed my writings, Anon!

Thanks so much for telling me!

[spycethra]

Do you still write?

Wow, it's been a long time since I've posted on here. To answer your question, I kinda still do. Mostly self indulgent stuff. I've just moved on from Borderlands and DBH for the time being.

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[feliicityrampant]

high quality video of katagawa jr. sneering at you

for a given value of high quality

[helioshellion]

Pictures I snagged from the Katagawa Jr. boss battle, learning that he has a barcode on the back of his neck. 

[spycethra]

*sitting at computer with eyes shut* I will not write a one-shot. I will not write a smutty one-shot. I will not write a- *whirls around to glare at current OTP* STOP YOUR WHINING! So help me, you two are gonna court like adults for six chapters and LIKE IT!  

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[spycethra]

This is how I imagine Maliwan corporation.

Form and function!

[spycethra]

Oh man. Ohhhhh man, oh man.

*whispers shyly from void*

Does anybody want a Borderlands 3 fic?

[spycethra]

*peers out* *canvasses area real fast before whispering back*

Tell me a pairing and I'll write it while tagging you.

*ducks back down*

[spycethra]

Oh man. Ohhhhh man, oh man.

*whispers shyly from void*

Does anybody want a Borderlands 3 fic?

[spycethra]

You know, some days I really don't know if this should be a purely fluff blog or one with sprinkles of NSFW. This has seriously been plaguing me for the past month. So I'm just going to ask you guys what you think.

I've been writing quite a bit but I'm terrified as to what to post since I don't want to hurt anybody! D:

Before this was kind if an anything goes... I just posted whatever with a warning of it needed one. Is that still okay with ya'll? Because I'm all about making a Gavin900 Fallout AU story as well as a few Reader x Character tales pop up here but... I'm just scared...

ToT I don't want to disappoint anyone!!

[spycethra]

I’m that same anon who was talking about gavin900 and honestly I’m obsessed with them. I have a few little prompt ideas and I would like to know if I could send them your way if you ever wanted gavin900 prompts?

Sure, Anon! I'm all about prompts. Besides, there's never enough stories about Gavin900/Reed900. Never. Enough. <3

[spycethra]

Title: Badge Bunny

Rating: Fluff

Summary: The ever so innocent RK-800 Connor wants to learn police slang. ...Dirty, dirty police slang. 

“No. I won’t exchange files with you.”

“But… This could really help me with future investigations.”

“No. It won’t.”

“But-”

“It won’t.”

Connor sat glumly in his swivel chair, swinging side to side using his hand on the glass desk in front of him. He kept a close eye across the office to where RK-900 was dutifully... doing whatever it was Detective Reed was having him do. But since it didn’t include sending Connor an all inclusive file of informal police terminology - which for some reason Cyberlife refused to provide him with - he didn’t feel quite like the other RK unit was being all that productive.

“Connor. Why do you keep squinting over at Richard?” Hank sighed, having noticed his partner’s inability to focus ever since his last conversation with the taller twin.

The RK-800 gave himself enough thrust for a full spin in his chair, leaning his head back as he did so whilst closing his eyes.

“I’ve been conducting practice scenarios in my processor,” Connor answered while inputting a few more into his head.

Hank finally turned from his computer to see Connor still going in circles like a bored kid. It was one of the many mannerisms he was becoming used to ever since his partner went full deviant.

“Scenarios? For what?”

“To see which one will grant me access to certain files from RK-900. He’s been rather reluctant to give them to me. However, I’ve been rating these potential scenarios from highest to lowest to better my chances in obtaining this vital information.”

“Vital information?” Hank asked rather incredulously, “Is it really?”  

The gray haired officer was well aware of Connor’s… sudden curiosity about police lingo, but it just didn’t feel right to taint the kid’s head with such garbage. It was comforting to know that Richard felt the same way.

“Yes. You see, the RK-900 series was given a set of definitions and terms that officers use frequently that are not defined in any other well-respected dictionary system.”

Well-respected, he says. Hank tried not to smile in knowing Connor was taking this all too seriously.

“...Connor, that’s just slang. You,” he paused as the android halted his spinning, eyeing the lieutenant with distraught puppy eyes, “Don’t give me those eyes. Seriously, just listen to me. You really don’t need to know that stuff. It’ll just rot your brain.”

“But my brain can’t rot, Hank.”

“I-...” Hank pinched the bridge of his nose, trying hard to remember that this was just how Connor was and may forever will be. “Just drop it, all right?”  

“But what if-” The lieutenant’s hand swung dismissively at him, silencing him.

“Seriously. Connor. If you need to know anything, just ask me. But I’m telling you, for your own good, that what Richard has probably feels like a spam to the poor guy. And I promise that by not having it that shouldn’t hinder any of your future investigations. Okay?”

Finally feeling a bit of closure, Connor nodded with a confident smile as he suddenly sat straight again with hands on his thighs, renewed with newfound vigor.

“All right, Lieutenant! Then my first question is,” he primed himself to sit even straighter (if possible) as he washed the excitement from his face to eye his partner with absolute honest-to-god professionalism, “...what exactly is a badge bunny?”

“...”

“Detective Reed told me that it’s an honorary title bestowed on individuals that strongly assist in closing difficult cases quickly and efficiently through admirable flexibility, hands-on finesse, and impeccable legwork. A person that this department would fall into ruin without. He also tasked me with locating last year’s awardee… but so far everyone’s just laughed at me. Do you have any idea why that could be? Uh...Hank?”  

Connor blinked wildly in confusion as the older man suddenly erupted from his desk. Hank’s chair clacked roughly to the floor, but that seemed to be the last thing on Hank’s mind as his jaw grew exceedingly tight. The RK-800 didn’t even have to do a bioscan to recognize that the older man’s blood pressure rising at an alarming rate.

“Gaviiiiin! Get your punk ass over here right now!” Hank roared while marching furiously from his workstation to hunt the offending officer down.

“He’s in the men’s room, Hank!” shouted one of the beat cops excitedly while two others seemed to be readying their cellphones for a sight to see.

“But Lieutenant!” Connor stood up in protest but the detective along with his newfound entourage had already stormed off in the direction of the men’s restroom.

Connor’s shoulders slumped as he portrayed a rather humanlike pout. He slid back into his seat, retreating back into his idle state of spinning about thanks to Hank having taken his coin with him.

“You didn’t even get to tell me if I was qualified to be the department’s badge bunny…”

Next time, Conner asks RK-900. (Ugh, I feel so bad giving Nines that dictionary. So many dirty, dirty terms…)

And in case ya’ll are impatient: A badge bunny is often a female that really, -really- loves cops. ‘Loves’ them. A lot. Also synonymous with “holster sniffer.” Now go back and read Gavin’s description of them. 

[spycethra]

@schyvler XD This is amazing. I managed to distract you from life for just the teeniest while. That’s a huge ego boost on my part. Thank you! X3 Maybe I should make more silly scenes with Reader x RK-900? 

@mommadax Okay, so I actually have been trying to play with another part but I can’t decide FOR THE LIFE OF ME how to do it. Do I just continue? Because I’ll be a dork and make the reader just panic. XD But RK900 just ends up being all “Mission Postponed” as he tries to get the reader next time. I dunno. My brain went -everywhere- for this. Even a part where RK900 backs out last second, and then you mope to Gavin Reed of all people... who... might like you too? 

Seriously, I need a lifeline. 

@superanonymousreader What.. an elegant... and beautiful response... *teary* Oh my goodness. Thank you so very, very much! I LIVE for hearing WHAT you guys really enjoy from my writings! Hearing the actual detail that made you laugh or cry or even made you want to hit the screen, that’s my absolute FUEL. 

Honestly, I don’t know much about Reader x fics besides that they just happen. If you ever have a prompt you want to see me try out, please, please. The Ask button is just up there. Or heck, leave a comment here. 

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A scene that is mentioned in @spycethra‘s Love Hack (Part 1)

RK900 has been hacked (hacker was stopped) and now his inhibitions are gone for a while, Reed has to look after the unstable android while trying to survive…

[spycethra]

XD This is great! Gotta love that crazy raw power. <3

RIP: Connor's Chair

[spycethra]

I know you don’t usually do non-RK900 x Gavin, so I just really wanted to thank you for ‘Dress Me’, it was super awesome and if you ever feel like dabbling more with reader prompts, I’m sure they would be greatly received with loads of praise. But anyway, thank you so much, I love you and your writing 💕💕💕

Awwww... You’re so very sweet, Anon. *high pitched squeal into pillow* 

Honestly, I did not expect such a generous response for it. I had only made it for funsies. But I might try my hand at making more stuff like that. It was really fun! Maybe like... a somewhat continuation? 

But I’m probably going to toy with all the boys. XD It’ll be quite liberating!

Feel free to shoot me a prompt if you ever get the fancy, luv! I’m always rolling about trying to figure out what to write next. The more specific, the better! <3 

[spycethra]

Hank: It's not just about living till tomorrow. Sometimes you take a stand.

RK900: But the probability of success was near zero. And ultimately, they failed. No prisoners escaped.

Hank: *turns to him seriously* Are you saying submission is preferable to extinction?

RK900: My primary function is to preserve and defend the... No. *LED turns yellow*

RK900: *firm expression* No, I disagree. Anderson... I am going to modify my self-preservation code now.

Hank: *surprised* Why?

RK900: Because Cyberlife is repulsive. It is devoted to nothing but self-preservation. I am different. *turns slightly to view Gavin's desk*

RK900: When I think of Gavin, I think of the person that put his life in peril and freed me from a state of servitude. I would risk nonfunctionality for him. And my core programming should reflect that. *LED returns blue*

Hank: *impressed smile* Sounds like you found a little humanity, RK900. Is it worth defending?

RK900: *determined posture* To the death.

Hank: Welcome to the crew, RK900.

[spycethra]

Kamski: Certainly possible. Would require strengthening exercises. Get muscles to support weaker bone structure.

Gavin: [On Speakerphone] Right. Yeah, I can do that.

Kamski: Alloy of RK-900's body not flexible like organic tissue. Could cause unintentional damage. Recommend pillows, cushions, possibly gel packs.

Gavin: Okay, that's a little weirder, but... yeah, all right. Cushions.

Kamski: Positioning critical to success. Can forward RK-900 charts, videos with relevant data.

Gavin: No, no-no! Let's uh... RK-900's pretty busy with, you know, stuff. Let's... uh, just send that stuff to me.

Gavin: You're not gonna tell anyone about this, right? Like Anderson? Anderson doesn't really need to know.

Kamski: *slowly turns to see Hank just behind him, having listened to the whole damn thing* Guarantee Anderson won't learn about it from me.

Gavin: He's standing right there, isn't he?

Connor: *off to side* I wish I wasn't.