#ethanyar

[umbra-rising]

ethanyar answered your question:I don’t know who all remembers this lady, but I’m...

I personally think the UB is cuter and doesn’t clash with the ripple.

Me, too. I ended up going with UB. ^_^

[jjjat3am]

So it seems like my old skype account has been hacked so I made a new one, but I lost all my contacts. So if we talked on skype before, please resend me your info so I can add you? Also for those of you who I didn't talk to before, let this be an invitation; you can ask for my skype or my Facebook or my Whatsapp if you want.

[onesideisgreatness]

A question for sisters under the cut.

If I will do the thing it'll probably be a closed blog, otherwise it gets a tad too weird. And I don't know how much it'd interest either of you, because only one of us is a homestuck and it is me.

Anyway. Shall I do the thing?

[jjjat3am]

I was tagged by chinny-andhis-cheekbones

Rule 1: Always post the rules 


Rule 2: Answer the questions the person who tagged you asked and write 10 new ones. 


Rule 3: Tag 11 people and link them to the post

Rule 4: Actually tell them you tagged them

Questions!

1. Who is the most frequent contact on your phone? Probably my mom? 

2. What would be your ideal outfit, out of all the clothes in your closet, to travel time and space in? Ohhh! Something comfortable, like a nice pair of jeans and a T-shirt, along with a kickass trench coat with lots of pockets.

3. Favorite genre of books? I like urban fantasy and satire a lot.

4. Do you drink you coffee hot or iced? Or at all? I drink it hot in the mornings or whenever I need to wake up, but I don't drink it otherwise.

5. If the Doctor told you, you could bring one person along with you when you went time-traveling, who would you bring, and why? Is Sebastian Stan available? No? Seriously, it'd probably be ussmckirk

6. How do you eat your potatoes? Eat all the potatoes! Every kind! All the time! Well not raw, obviously, but potatoes!

7. Would you cosplay at school? Sure!

8. Ideal super-power? Ummm. Teleportation maybe? Or maybe the ability to change my appearance at will.

9. Would you be comic-relief or the love interest? I'd be the comic relief, no question about it.

10. Can you cry on command? Nope. I've never needed to?

Thank you so much for your questions, friend!

My questions:

Which song always makes you want to dance?

Are your nails currently painted and if so, what color?

What was the last book you read?

Do you have a good singing voice?

Cat or dog?

Would you prefer to have the ability to fly or the ability to turn invisible at will?

Do you wear any jewelry?

What languages do you speak?

In your opinion, what makes a good person?

Have you accepted Sam Wilson as your lord and savior?

Tagging: ethanyar, justwantobehere, mindlessfallout, ownerofthelonelybrain, phoenixfalls, lesprita, applejackels, 

[jjjat3am]

Hi, I have a John/Dorian prompt if you like: John gets kidnapped and Dorian breaks a lot of rules to save him, then takes care of him afterwards. John confesses feelings.

Here you go friend! I took some creative liberties, but Dorian is pretty badass anyway. I hope you like it!

Dorian had been waiting for John for over an hour, when he got the call from detective Stahl.

“Dorian, there’s been a situation. I’m picking you up and driving you to the station. John’s been kidnapped.” The world narrowed down to those three words, all problem-solving algorithms immediately working on hacking the cameras at John’s apartment building and receiving incoming reports.

There was very little to see; three hooded figures, one of them clearly an android, probably black market issue. John gave them a fair fight, but the android grabbed him and hauled him in the car, while one of the others stripped him of his prosthetic. The camera managed to capture his face right before they pushed him into the car. He looked frightened. Dorian burned.

Dorian listened to Stahl’s report in the car ride to the precinct and stayed silent. He was aware of her worried looks, but didn’t care to reassure her with small talk. He was already hacking the MX database through Stahl’s assigned unit, sifting through the information from the patrols.

The precinct was all gathered together; presumably either to help or to gossip, Dorian didn’t care enough to find out. He went directly to the Chief’s office, ignoring the protocols usually in place for units without a human partner.

“Dorian…” Captain Maldonado started, a look of sympathy on her face.

“I need to hear the ransom phone call and I need permission to access FBI and NSA databases.”

“The call hasn’t come in yet, but I’ll make sure you can be there when it comes. As for the FBI…Dorian, I can’t do that. If you can’t give me probable cause and if you’re not paired up…”

“So without John, I’m not really a detective and you can’t let me do my job so I can find him. What am I supposed to do?” He had already hacked the databases anyway.

“Look, Dorian I know you’re worried about John, we all are…” A channel in Dorian’s circuitry flashed red.

“The call is coming in.” They rushed out of the office to the briefing room, where the shrill ring of the phone line was marring the air. “Monitor the sonic frequency as well as the GPS tracing.” Dorian ordered a tech, who, surprisingly, obeyed without question.

The call turned out to be a video. John was chained to the table and his face was swollen and beaten bloody. Dorian felt a shudder through his circuitry when the detective opened his eye to glare at his attacker in defiance.

Apparently the group used to be part of a larger empire, formerly owned by a man that John and his previous partner put behind bars. The kidnappers demanded their leader be released in exchange for detective Kennex’s life. But Dorian already knew this by looking through the MX databases, as well as the fact that the man was in NSA custody and that the agency would never consent that their prize possession be exchanged for the life of a homicide detective. Dorian watched as the same realization dawned on Maldonado as she took a deep breath and called on the technician to patch her through to a liaison in the NSA.

Meanwhile Dorian began looking through the data on the sonic measurements, looking for a resounding frequency that would tell him about the android that was patching through the call from the kidnappers.

A hand touched his arm, lightly. Rudy was standing at his elbow, looking increasingly nervous, but sympathetic.

“We’ll get him back Dorian, don’t worry. Detective Kennex is tough!” Dorian attempted a smile, which Rudy returned timidly and moved on to where an increasingly anxious Captain Maldonado was calling him.

Dorian felt for the small device Rudy had dropped into his pocket and met the engineer’s backward look with a barely perceptive nod. What he held in his pocket was an override device, with codes for access to any circulating android unit and even some of the more classified databases. People tended to underestimate Rudy, forgetting that he built the Police Synthetic Unit division with his own two hands and could quite possibly make the world much worse with a few well typed commands.

“…check out the scene. Paul, take Dorian with you.”

Dorian followed the detective out the door, the MX unit following. They moved through a part of the precinct with very little security cameras, abandoned because most of the staff was still in the briefing room. Paul was in the middle of a rant on the uselessness of robots, so Dorian didn’t feel too bad about knocking him unconscious, while simultaneously activating the MX’s override coding. They both dropped like sacks of potatoes. Dorian dragged them carefully into a supply closet and locked the door. Hopefully nobody would miss them for a while.

Armed with the car keys and Richard Paul’s identification, he made a stop at the armory, where the new intern was very happy to provide the charming detective Paul with all the weaponry he needed and a phone number that he didn’t, then calmly drove the car out of the police station and onto the highway.

 *

 He arrived at the correct location quickly, following the signal that the foreign android was emitting and that he’d been tracking since Rudy gave him the override. He took in the abandoned warehouse. John would probably say it was a cliché, but John wasn’t there and Dorian felt his absence like a wound.

As he got out of the car, moving toward the front entrance, he noted that the security cameras were turning into the other direction, leaving him a blind spot through which he could slip undetected. Rudy must have been tracking his signal.

He had a brief flash of compassion for the man guarding the door, before he remembered the bruise around John’s eye and the way he held his ribs as if they pained him. The man didn’t even have time to scream before he hit the ground.

Dorian moved through the halls like a ghost, brutally efficient. He found the android he was tracking guarding the room they were holding John in.

He was probably an early model DRN, judging by the flash of surprise that showed on his face before Dorian twisted his head off.

Dorian didn’t even look at the man in the room with John, emptying the whole cartridge in his body by guide of artificial sensors alone. All his attention was focused on John.

John with bloody lips and a bloody nose, some possible broken ribs and bruising all along his torso. John whose prosthetic was missing and his other leg probably broken, lips cracked due to dehydration. John who was grinning at him through the blood and sweat. His John.

Dorian stepped close to him, running a gentle hand along his jaw and wiping the blood from the corner of his lips. The detective leaned his tired body just a fraction into Dorian’s.

“This is the second time I saved your life, you know. I hope you realize I’m moving in after this.” John gave a wheezing laugh that ended as a grimace as he jarred his broken ribs.

Dorian gathered him in his arms like a child, conscious of the battered state of his body and headed out the door.

“Up we go, princess.” He muttered against John’s sweaty hair.

Right then, a man appeared out of the shadows of the corridor and opened fire. Dorian turned just in time, to protect the detective’s body and braced himself against more bullets slicing into his back, when the man behind him gave a wet gurgle and fell to the floor. John calmly clicked on the safety on the gun he pulled from Dorian’s holster.

“What were you saying about that princess, partner?” and Dorian laughed for the first time since they separated the previous evening.

When they came outside, there was already perimeter around the building and ambulances waiting.

They drove John to the hospital. Dorian refused to leave his side, even by threat of decommission.

 *

 His actions couldn’t go unpunished, of course.

His heroics saved the department a lot of face and no people, save for John’s torturer, were dead, but many argued that a robot with such blatant disregard for rules should be destroyed immediately. In the end, a compromise was reached. Dorian would be allowed to continue his work as a detective, on the condition that he undergo some reprogramming.

John protested. Loudly. Dorian was a silent shadow at his side, ready to steady him on his still not entirely healed legs.

However, both of them were soothed when Rudy volunteered for the task.

When he opened Dorian up at some of his key programming points and checked his encoding drives, he was astonished at what he found.

John’s name and identification number were written into the starting sequences of every single program drive, down to the most basic maintenance programs. Dorian couldn’t activate any of his working processes without first thinking of John.

Rudy thought for a while, before moving to re-cover Dorian’s circuitry. He wouldn’t change anything, though his report said differently.

When John came to pick him up, Rudy waited enough to see the results of the diagnostics and then left them alone.

They didn’t even see him leave, already engaged in one of their friendly arguments, unsuccessfully trying to cover up their grins.

[onesideisgreatness]

Rule 1: Post the Rules. Rule 2: Answer the questions the tagger set for you in their post then make 11 new ones. Rule 3: Tag 11 people and link them to your post. Rule 4: Let them know you’ve tagged them.

Tagged by  iardacil 1. If you had grown up to be what you dreamed to become in the childhood who would you be? And would you like it now? I would be a doctor (or a medical student, since I'm 20). I don't think I'd care for it now. Way too stressful. 2. If you could meet any char from series or movie in real who it would be? Sheska from Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood. I had a 100+ kg not entirely stable bookcase right beside my bed for three years. As I recently moved I am currently trying to fit all my books to significant other's way smaller bookcases without compromizing my Rules How The Books Go On Shelves. Sheska was introduced in the series trapped in her room by books. Obviously we're kindred souls. If we don't count animated characters, then the obvious answer: Loki. :P Or wait, hmm, Darcy? Darcy'd be nice. Or Kaylee? I am unable to decide. You've discovered my Achilles heel.     3. And connected to last question: if you could choose between meeting that char and the actor/actress, who would you choose? I don't know much about Sheska's voice actor, so no contest there. Between Loki and Tom Hiddleston I'd choose Hiddleston. Between Darcy and Kat Dennings, Darcy. Same with Kaylee.     4. Have you done anything connected to the fandom you like that you regret later? Probably not. I think. 5. Name one song that would describe you, in your opinon, the best. *is lost in the music folder* I used to have a pretty easy answer, "Opheliac" by Emilie Autumn. Nowadays I have to add "Sophia" by Cruxshadows and "All This and Heaven Too" by Florence + The Machine     6. If you would live the life of one historical person, who would you choose and why? I kind of want to say Eleanor of Aquitaine, since I have serious case of history-feels towards her, what with her owning a third or so of contemporary France in her own right, being the only woman in European history to be queen of France and England both, very influential in the development of courtly love and generally awesome as hell, but I don't think her life was actually that happy. That's the problem with most historical persons. Their lives are troubled as hell.     7. If you would have special power, what would that be? Hmm. If we try to branch it naturally from what I'm good at, then probably super memory or something along the lines of. I have very good memory for little interesting bits of data and good short term memory, too. What I'd like to have... maybe telepathy? :P     8. What was the movie you saw lately and would strongly recommend to others? So I watched Les Mis and I like it. (I was about to say Seediq Bale, since it is a good movie, but I saw it several months ago. Do watch it, but make sure it doesn't disturb you beforehand. It's very bloody.)     9. Are you more science or artistic type? I still don't know. :D I'll take both.     10. Is there a place in the book/movie/series where you would love to live? Not really. I like the places themselves because they're awesome, but when I start thinking about them, they're not really places I'd want to live in. I mean... Beta Colony from Vorkosigan series is really interesting, but it's also cramped and a bit overregulated. Roshar from Stormlight Archive seems like an awesome world, but there are those storms, to name the biggest issue. Now that I think of it, I'd like to have a summer cottage in Ingary (from the Howl's Moving Castle book), but I wouldn't want to live there all the time.     11. If you could get yourself any costume you have seen in movies or series what costume would you choose? So I spent a while looking through pictures and my problem is, yet again, inability to choose. I kind of want to try Loki's costume, any costume of his, but since I'm much shorter than Hiddleston, I probably won't have the oomph for it. Arwen's green dress is really beautiful. So is Anthy's red one(from Revolutionary Girl Utena, although I think I prefer the blue version Kozue wore somewhere on the latter part of the series). Dresses, man. I love dresses. I guess I'll have to sneak off with first decent trench coat I come across (Tenth Doctor and Castiel seem to be in real danger). I have a thing for coats, especially trench coats. Ironically the only remotely trenchcoat-y thing I owe is a bright red summer coat. Looks pretty legitimate, but isn't very good in most elements. My questions: 1. Do you have a motto and if you do, what is it? 2. Any unusual habits? 3. What webcomics do you read, if any? 4. What is your favourite game (video games, board games, card games etc all count)? 5. Do you have a favourite historical person? 6. What form do you think your daemon would take? 7. What was the last book you read for fun? 8. Who was the first fictional character to make you sad? 9. Favourite artist? 10. What weather do you like? 11. Favourite female character? I'll be tagging ethanyar, vivelegavroche, stuartlohe and butterflydm. Because it is 11 people. In base 3. :D ...I'll show myself out.