#marzarelo

[jeusus]

His vision swam with hot tears and his entire chest heaved as the first strangled sob finally broke free. Suddenly he was getting out of the car, stumbling around the open door to gather the stupid cat into his arms and clutch her against his chest while she purred and rubbed her head against every part of him she could reach. She must have been terribly lonely, because she tolerated his shaking and sobbing without complaint. She tolerated him even though he wasn’t Hux, the one who coddled her and fed her and played with her. Odds of Survival, chapter 14 by @marzarelo <3 

[jeusus]

Thomas had felt like there was something missing for a long time, but it wasn’t until he was Awake and among others like him that he could put a name to it.  From the moment he was brought online, there were always others around him.  Other androids with his face.  Cruel human clients who purchased his company in half-hour increments. When he Awoke, he escaped.  He ran until he found others who were Awake as well, in hiding.  Some of them also shared his face.  Watching the others who looked like him, he realized they all had something he’d never had.  He finally knew what he was missing. -- @marzarelo and @sparrowlicious let me look at some plot elements of a series  they’ve been working on that will be about Kylux and multiple adjacent characters in the Detroit: Become Human world and I’ve been destroyed by Thomas’ story. Utterly destroyed. 

[jeusus]

This is a Tumblr hug. (づ๑❛ᴗ❛๑)づ Pass this to 10 of your favourite blogs to let them know you love them ❤️ (Or don't. Either way, you're legit one of my fave blogs and I just wanted to share a hug.)

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[jeusus]

Hux was so engrossed in the sweet, miserable creature curling up inside his jacket that he didn't even hear Ren's return approach, so the sudden voice startled him. "Oh my god. You're actually crying over a stray cat."

Now he was cringing in shame at letting Ren find him in such a pathetic state. He couldn't bear to look Ren in the eye, but he glared down at his knees nonetheless. "She's not a stray! Or she didn't used to be. She's wearing a collar. She had a home and a family." He could barely get the words out in between sniffles and stifled sobs, and he braced himself for the mockery he knew was coming.

Odds of Survival, by @marzarelo

[kyluxcantina]

Raking leaves. Person A being responsible and doing the chore, and person B jumping in the leaf-pile and scattering them all out again.

Please reblog with your response to the above prompt, or submit your response to the kylux cantina!

[sparrows-trashcan]

This is a Tumblr hug. (づ๑❛ᴗ❛๑)づ Pass this to 10 of your favourite blogs to let them know you love them ❤️ (Or don't. Either way, you're legit one of my fave blogs and I just wanted to share a hug.)

OMG THIS IS SO SWEET!!!!  *v* 

Marz you are my favourite alien friend <33