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Alexus sighed the moment he was out of earshot. Yes, the situation was frustrating but an ill temper would improve nothing. And perhaps he just needed some rest...

He approached the first adult tribal he saw, "Evening. Where do I find the one called 'Lucas'?"

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Thanks, rangermilo! I guess I feel better now...

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littlezas:

this isn't by default a multiverse blog

although the timeline of alexus's threads are a bit unordered rn, (and there are like 2 au things & 1 flashback happening) his relationships with people aren't happening in independent bubbles

so idk if you're curious how these all compare:

Olivia - He's still in love with her. If he could have any woman he wanted he'd choose her. But he also still can't have her... In terms of a lasting effect, he's beginning to believe deep romantic love is not meant to be part of his life (I like how that potentially works with him ultimately becoming a villain.)  he sees her at the fort. it was like 2 or 3 times a month before he was moved to vira's tribe. i haven't decided how frequently he goes to the fort now (probably more sometimes and less other times).

Phoibe - He cares about her a lot & his love for her grows-- but it's less romantic and more like "storge" familial/friendly kinda love. He doesn't desire either more or less from what he has with her and will just keep being affectionate with her until either she or another woman he'd listen to tells him to stop that. he'd totally been ditching his contubernium sometimes to see her & vitus-- and now that he's stationed with vira, she gives him permission to leave and he'll visit them (he doesn't know the chieftainess likely has him tailed.)

Marcie - Neither I nor he really knows what he feels about her. He was kind of obsessed with her for other reasons, then it stopped being entirely platonic. And now circumstances are different for both of them. So even if I could say what is happening currently it might be irrelevant within days. he's been seeing her when he visits nelson, which used to be frequent bc it's like 15 minutes from the mine. (i'm sure he still visits dead sea now that he's stuck with vira but it's probably far less often)

Vira - Yeah he's mackin' on her in that one thread but that's a love potion meme-started au which is serving to show how bad of an idea it is. For real, Vira 1000% prefers women and has a genuine black widow history/nature -- even the easily-pacified Alexus finds her creepy. he's staying with her tribe rn. he hates it.

some other things:

he's still celibate, although he's being extra liberal with the smooches lately

he'd be happily monogamous if there was a match that worked for him (or if he believed it would work for him, i mean -- i might also be open to him being unhappily monogamous in a terrible match (but not as a permanent arrangement))

if any muns don't want their muses entangled with him in such ways anymore, now or in the future, just let me know! we can break them apart we have the technology

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"Truly?" Vira looked curious … and slightly pleased. "I had thought - but that’s not important, is it?" She twisted in her seat so she was fully facing the decanus, a speculative look in her eye before she leaned forward and pressed her lips against Alexus’s.

It wasn’t nice, because Vira wasn’t capable of that and because she hadn’t kissed someone in months, if not years. She pulled back after a moment, her eyes searching his. There was an element of - was that vulnerability? - something in her eyes that wasn’t usually there.

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"I-" I think I've been misunderstood. For someone so natural with conversation, words seemed to fail him consistently around her--

The kiss was a welcome simplification. His mind ceased its search for language and he closed his eyes to feel only her lips.

It was also a total surprise... Maybe she is the one misunderstood.

"l'm... confused." He meant it as he said it, but his hand moved with surety to lightly rest upon hers, another simplification. The movement said he was confused but not threatened, confused but not bothered, confused and stilled...listening, accepting.

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♥ ♡

Physically, so far he likes her neck and her chin. Both are slender and feminine but she can hold them in a really strong and proud way. Her features are pretty to look at but he's not sure about the read he gets from them now...

As far as her personality goes... Alexus was raised to appreciate cruelty and viciousness as formidable traits in leaders. He also has this odd affection for them in the way they remind him of his brother. It would likely be something that makes him think about and value her a lot-- But it could also drive him a little crazy because he's naturally one who seeks peace and harmony and can't wrap his head around ill will, particularly against the Legion and its values, particularly particularly from a woman.

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Long Time, No See | Drabble | Non-Canon

// So.. this may be actually over a year and a half old. I think it's high time I posted it, even if the context won't make sense for most of you.

At this point in time, Ada was still more than a little in love with Cracked, but he'd died and rerezzed as a new version of the same program, who wanted nothing to do with her. And Vira, their daughter, was a shapeshifter.

It's a little convoluted.

“Ada.” Ada didn’t turn to face the voice, because it was heart-wrenchingly familiar. She needed to get out of here. “Don’t be like that, Administrator.” Her head snapped up. Cracked never called her Administrator, because she wasn’t, not to him. No. Cracked v2.0 never called her that. Cracked had, all the time.

“You’re dead,” she hissed. “I don’t take this sort of thing from dead men.”

“Derezzed programs, you mean,” he corrected, giggling a bit. “Derezzed, corrupted, infected glitches. Speaking of which, what’s this I hear of you having a kid?”

She wasn’t going to look. She wasn’t able to.

“Her name,” she said finally, “is Vira. She’s your daughter more than mine.”

“What do ya mean?”

“Infection meets entertainment coding. Simple reaction.” She was being flippant to hide her heart. “You’re a father, Cracked dearest.”

“Don’t patronize me,” he shot back. “You’re so fucking condescending.”

“You love me for it." She was proud that her voice didn't shake.

“I hate you for it,” he corrected. Her head bowed slightly. “The high and mighty administrator.” He giggled. “Bitch.”

“Been called worse,” she said softly.

“Yeah, but you’ve got that pathetic infatuation with me, right? So this probably hurts more.”

She winced at that. “Cracked, please, let’s not –”

“What’s she like?”

“– who?”

“Vira.”

A beat passed. “She’s a manipulator. Like me. And a psychopath. Like you.” Ada was bitter and it was showing. “And she calls me ‘mom’ and likes to insult you behind your back.”

“Everyone does." He wasn’t bothered. “I mean, don’t you?”

She sighed. “I don’t like to.”

“Let’s not lie, Administrator, because going off these memory files, those emotions were pretty fuckin’ strong.” She felt her disc slot back into place. “You fell for the wrong guy, you got fucked over literally and figuratively, and now you’re dealing with the fallout.”

“You’re not Cracked,” she said finally, turning to face him. He looked the same as he had when she’d first met him – innocent, pale skin marred by green circuits around his eye. No sign of the ones on his lips.

He giggled, just like he always had.

“Cleeever, Miss Administrator. How long’d it take you to figure that out?”

“Too long.” She looked the man over. It did hurt to see that face again. “Why’re you here, Vira?”

“Checkin’ in on my mom.” He dropped onto a couch, spreading his hands expressively. “Isn’t that what a good daughter does?”

“Why his face?”

“’cause you’re still in love with him. Why else?” Cracked – Vira – smiled at Ada, a laugh nearly bubbling out of him.

“Stop it. Stop it now.” Ada was so close to snapping. “I am not going to deal with this.”

“I wonder,” Vira started contemplatively, “if I showed up and claimed to be dad – do you think the pack would fall for it?”

“—is that why you killed Lovey and the Old Man?”

Cracked (Vira) winked and pressed his (her) finger to his (her) lips. “Don’t tell anyone, mother dearest. They aren’t going to believe you anyway.”

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Mac’s hand clamped around her arm, and Ada’s eyes widened for the briefest of instants before the memory slammed into his head.

The midwife is gone and she is still breathing heavily, her body not sure how to cope with what has just happened, when Antos nestles the warm bundle against her chest.

“I guess we have a Victoria after all,” he says quietly.

 Ada glances down at the face of her – their – daughter, and she wants to cry. The child is unbearably small, her delicate fingers reaching out blindly for something. A girl means they’re condemning this child to slavery, to a too-soon marriage as a breeder or to something equally awful. Ada glances up at Antos and bites her lip. “There’s no way we can keep her.” It’s not a question, and he smiles bitterly.

“Not a girl, no. We have maybe a year, optimistically.”

Ada takes a deep breath, grabbing his hand and clinging, not quite surprised when he grips back. “I’m not going to stay that long.”

“Of course not.” He doesn’t sound surprised. “We’re going to get you back to NCR territory as soon as we can.’

She nods slowly, clinging to him, and for one moment, she pretends that she can have this family, even if she and Antos don’t love each other, even if this child is only hers for now, it’s something. It’s a bittersweet imagining.

Ada yanked away from Mac, the contact broken. She’d heard about the weird, supernatural virus going around, and she wasn’t exactly thrilled to think he’d gotten into her head.

"What did you see?" she demanded coldly, her gaze intense and afraid.

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