#jacore

[ifridiot]

The Freedom of Risk (fic)

This one’s for @animatedartist commissioned by @im-schrodingers-gay so i hope you’re all in the mood for some gay robots. Rated E for Everyone, i don’t think i even used a swear in this.

In a world full of wonders and horrors, one thing that has long eluded Core is a sense of self sufficiency. In his military service, he’d leaned heavily on his brother; since welcoming Adro into his home, he has relied heavily on the body guard for that same support. The world frightens him, little as he likes to admit it, but it is, he believes, important to face one’s fears whenever and however one can.

Love, of course, gives one great strength.

There are many things Core loves about Jack, and one of those things is how sweet he is in a surprise.

Jack, of course, is uniformly sweet, so far as Core is concerned. Jack is gentleman, and kind and giving and good, and these are qualities the world sorely needs these days. Core loves him fiercely and protectively, though there is, thankfully, little he need defend the other bot from.

Watching him get over the shock of seeing Core behind the wheel of the car, rather than Adro, makes Core laugh himself. His own fear has kept him from many things since his last memory wipe, and Jack has never mentioned disliking the need for Adro to accompany them on any outing that necessitated the use of a car, Core had felt for some time that it would be nice to be able to travel just the two of them.

“Well, get in, dear, there’s no fun to be had idling on the curb,” He says finally, and laughs when Jack shakes his head and at least tugs open the passenger door, sliding in.

They make pleasant, idle conversation as Core steers them onto the freeway, and at some point, Jacks broader hand finds Core’s on the wheel. When Core reflexively shifts his grip so he can spread his fingers, Jack’s fingers thread through, loosely linked around the steering wheel. After another moment of that, Core carefully insinuates the back of his hand against Jack’s palm, so he can lift his hand and link their fingers properly without affecting his steering.

“If a cop sees us, we’ll be pulled over,” Jack says, and there’s a little laugh to his tone, Core can hear it well enough, but there’s concern too. He tightens his grip just a little, just enough to hear the metal of their entwined fingers creak softly. “I just don’t want you to get in trouble.”

Core smiles pleasantly, glancing at Jack and then focusing back on the road. It’s a pleasant day in mid-May, warm and sunny and free, and there is very little traffic at this hour. Core plays air-headed and impulsive often, but he is a calculating machine in many ways, and he knew how to mitigate his own nerves.

He does not release Jack’s hand, and he does not slow the vehicle down. They’re going at a perfectly reasonable speed, just nosing the limit, and if humans can drive with only one hand on the wheel, than he most certainly can manage as well. “I believe there is a saying about risks worth taking,” he says finally. “Several, in fact -- humans do love to think of themselves as thrill seekers. Some even are.”

Jack chuckles, and lets the topic drop, running his thumb soothingly against the tactile nodes on the side of Core’s hand. And it feels good, both the touch and the moment as a whole, to be driving, to be out in the middle of the day, free from expectations and work and stresses, listening to the purr of the engine and the thrum of the tires on the road. It feels good to be alone with the first person to love him simply for being him, not through the obligation of brotherhood or the bond of service.

Jack had been kind to him on sight, from the very first night they’d met, not knowing who Core was, unaware of his money or station or history. He’d been generous and kind, and the privilege of spending time with a man so wholeheartedly good is not lost on Core. He may have had his mem.dat whipped since Marilyn had first taught him the value of good company, but he’d never forgotten her lessons.

He was lucky to have Jack, and they were lucky to have this day, time spent to just be themselves, racing together into the burgeoning day.

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[ifridiot]

*crashes in your inbox 5 million years later* i realize it's been eons but if you write a drabble about Core and Jack or just Core or just Hearse or basically any of those robutt babies, it'd be rad.

This directly follows the last fic I wrote about these two.

“So...” Jack drawls, watching Core swing his feet, perched on the edge of a tall stool in a bot friendly soda shop. “Your brother.”

Core looks up at him, smiling beatifically. 

The movie had been nice, though nothing Jack was going to commit to long term memory. Mostly it had been an excuse to spend time with Core, alone and out of their respective homes, and really, that has been great. They’d cuddled in the theater, and held hands on the walk from there to this place. It was a nice night, really only marred by one little thing.

“Yes, I’m so, so glad you finally got to meet him, Jack. He’s quite shy, but I love him dearly. It would be wonderful if you two were to become closer.”

Jack can’t help but smile at that. “He’s very protective of you, isn’t he?”

If nothing else, Jack respected that. Core was certainly not helpless, as Hearse had pointed out, but he deserved to have someone looking out for him, since he was set on seeing the best in everyone. 

“Oh yes,” Core looked down again, and Jack thought there might have been a glimmer of embarrassment. So maybe he does know what Hearse was talking to Jack about while he was changing. “You see, Hearse and I... he’s my little brother, did I ever tell you that?” 

The way he looks back up at Jack is so intent, beseeching understanding, and all Jack can do is shake his head.

“Well, he is. Several years my junior, and for a long time I looked after him. I was -- oh, I was fiercely protective of him, you see, and when we were conscripted for the war effort... well, I suppose I risked a great deal to keep him out of harm’s way. You see, I can’t quite remember what all I may or may not have done, because whatever it was, I decided I couldn’t bare it. I had my memory wiped after the war.

“Hearse didn’t. He remembers everything, I suppose. And he insists that, now that he’s his own man, it’s his duty to look out for me now. Thaddeus is his last living human relative, and he spends a great deal of time taking care of him. He’s very kind and warm and sweet, when he knows you. But he tends to be... guarded with new people. He’d rather assume they’re scoundrels than be caught off guard later. I love him deeply, Jack. and I do hope one day you will too.”

He lowers his head again, fingers twisting the stem of his class. Jack reaches across the table and rests his hand over Core’s, smiling when he looks up. 

“Hey, I get it. He’s important to you. You’re important to me, too. So Hearse and I have that in common already, right? I’m sure we can build off that.”

The full wattage of Core’s smile threatens to force Jack’s system offline, but he reels himself in, pleased just to have made Core happy. 

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[fluffy-flock]

@ifridiot IM GLAD YOU LIKE

I like to think Jack ends up a little playful and flirty in private, once he gets past his nerves. Still a lil stiff at times but he gets much better. U_U

[fluffy-flock]

If you want, jack/core #100 for the fic prompt

Abso-hecking-lutely

Sorry about the delays! And how long this got. I got excited writing about these two again. X:

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Jack wasn't a very materialistic person, and didn't require an excessive amount of maintenance either. Once bills were paid he was free to splurge on his lover as much as he liked. Core had no lack of funds, certainly- and the slender bot did often deign to cover the price of their evenings out. It wasn't ever that Core had need for anything or want of much, but it was wonderful when Jack could get his eyes to light up in surprise of some small thoughtfulness on his part.

To think, he (well,) thought to himself as his arms settled around Core's waist, dropping by unannounced used to feel so intemidating. And now it was his favorite part of the week to find a time to bring that excited shine to his partner's eyes when he answered the door. Even moreso when Jack had some token to give him, flowers or a prepared meal, a necklace or pretty pin for one of his wigs. So often now he would see something while he was out, think of that smile, and it would find its way into his shopping basket.

"You really don't have to keep bringing me so many presents!" Core flushes a pale blue in the mirror as Jack does up the clasp on a pendant. It sparkled in the light of the bedroom window. Large hands slipped across shoulders, down arms and back around Core's waist.

"I know." He said, one time of a dozen by now. "But I like to." His face tilted to press a still kiss against Core's cheek. "It made me think of you, it goes with that dress of yours. The teal one, that has the wrap with it."

"It would go nicely, wouldn't it?" He smiles and admires the picture they make in the mirror. Then he turns in Jack's arms to lay cup his face. A thumb brushes along one of the lines under Jack's eye. "I look forward to an occasion where I may wear them both for you."

A low chuckle comes from his speaker, and a hand runs along the curve of Core's back. "I'm not sure I belong anywhere that fancy."

"Hush." He silenced him with a kiss. "I've seen you in a suit before, you look positively dashing my dearest."

Jack wasn't very good at words, never as chatty or poetic as Jolt could be. But he tried. "Next to you, anyone would find it hard to rise to the occasion. You'd outshine everyone there."

It earned him a delighted laugh, and he could have sworn his workings skipped a beat. "You're very sweet, darling, but a good host would never intentionally look to make his guests feel inadequate."

If he could, he would have grinned. "Then maybe we could arrange a private showing?"

"Jack!" He laughed and leaned into him, and felt the brush of more "kisses" on top of his head.

"Is that a no? I thought you loved dressing up."

His blush burned brightly, and he giggled behind a delicate hand. "I do. I'm sorry, I'm still not used to hearing this... genre of humor from you."

"I've never cared to participate in it before. Always thought it was too vulgar, especially back in the army. They called me inexperienced, I called them barbarians."

"And now that you have sunk to their level?"

"Dunno." He sighed. "If only someone could civilize me and my terrible ways..."

Core laid a hand on his shoulder, looking remorseful. "I'm terribly sorry Jack, but I fear you may be beyomd saving. You're too far gone. This behavior of yours..."

"No, no I understand..." He solemnly laid his hand over Core's. "If this burden is too great...Please know that I adore you, I love you. I'll keep you in my heart forever."

"And I'll think of you every day." They met eyes. Core's expression low and regretful, Jack's face...his face. Jack broke first, turning his head with a groan that turned to laughter.

"Don't look at me like that, you're too good at this." He backs away, pulling Core with him onto the couch.

"Sorry!" He snuggles up against Jack's chest as they get comfortable, giggling at their own silliness.

"You just looked so sad. It was painful." He's happy to settle his hold back around Core. Maybe they can take a nap together here.

"It's unintentional, I assure you." He closes his optics and feels Jack's hand brush against his spine once again. There's a hum of acknowledgement as they settle back into place, and Core's hand comes up to fiddle with the pendant. His fingers trace out the shape, and a quiet part of his brain hopes Jack hasn't spent too much on him. The peaceful quiet stretches for a long moment before he's roused from his thoughts.

"...I wasn't kidding entirely. I adore you. Honestly. More than anyone else, you know?"

"And I adore you, darling." He hugs him closer, and smiles as they fall into small affections once again.

[ifridiot]

What's our song? ouo

Send me “what’s our song?” and I’ll pick lyrics from 3 different songs that I find fitting for our characters’ interactions.

Jack/Core

It's been so long, I've been out of my body with you I feel alone, feel at home, feel like nothing is true She took me to a place where my senses gave-way Turn it 'round, shut it down, what the people say Climbing up, killing time, gonna give you some, Take my hand and let it come, let it come, let it... -- Ghosts 'n Stuff, Deadmau5

Stand still Pause clocks We can make the world stop -- We Can Make the World Stop, The Glitch Mob

Tatoue-moi sur tes murs Un futur à composer Je veux graver toutes mes luxures Sur tes dorures -- Tatoue Moi, Mozart l’Opéra Rock

Bonus: Jolt/Shi

I've been working on a cocktail called "Grounds For Divorce", whoa Polishing a compass that I hold in my sleep, whoa Doubt comes in on sticks, but then he kicks like a horse, whoa -- Grounds For Divorce, Elbow

[ask-jack-and-jolt]

what's our song

((I feel like I need a song that somehow captures the dynamic of "I don't care if you don't like me, we're gonna be friends anyway ^u^" For Jolt and Shi. I unfortunately don't know of any. For now. suppose Jolt is frustrated with him: ))

"I wake up every evening, with a big smile on my faceAnd it never feels out of placeAnd you're still probably workingAt a nine to five paceI wonder how bad that tastesWhen you see my face Hope it gives you hell, hope it gives you hellWhen you walk my wayHope it gives you hell, hope it gives you hell"

- Gives You Hell, All-American Rejects

"Some day, When I'm awfully lowWhen the world is coldI will feel a glow, just thinking of youAnd the way you look tonight. Yes, you're lovelyWith your smile so warmAnd your cheeks so softThere is nothing for me, but to love youAnd the way you look tonight" 

- The Way You Look Tonight, Frank Sinatra (Jacore~ <3)

And of course the TRUE otp...

Shi/Cacti   u_u

"If you just realize what I just realized,Then we'd be perfect for each other,And we'll never find another.Just realize what I just realized.We'd never have to wonder ifWe missed out on each other now." 

- Realize, Colbie Caillat

[ask-jack-and-jolt]

Askshi:

((Any of mine to any of yours)) Kissed

42. Feet

So uh, the tablet didn't want to work. :/ But! Here is Jack and Core, because I love them and always need more. u_u Precious bbys. You can't see super well but assume Core's face is like "omg honey what are you doing (you're so cute)"