#rkbros

[mooseonahunt]

what are a few of your favorite headcanons for your Spider-Man DBH Au?

OOOO where do I even begin? Thank you for the ask!!

First one that comes to mind is in regards to Sixty. While his name is Conrad in the AU, some people still call him Sixty. This is because I HC that when he was in university and able to drink without Hank getting on his ass about it, he attended a frat party for the beer. He only managed to get through 6 cans before passing out drunk. The people who were there started calling him Sixer, but as they kept using it, the name slowly turned into Sixty.

Having said that, Sixty is kind of a campus legend now because people think he drank 60 cans of beer (which is just straight up impossible but y'know how myths are-- they're unbelievably silly like that).

Along the same vein of RKbros HCs, Connor and Sixty shared a bunk bed until they moved out for university. Hank never got around to remodeling their room after they left, so Nines sometimes goes in there when he misses his brothers and sleeps on one of the bunks with Sumo (can't leave Sumo out of this AU).

I'd like to think Gavin keeps a framed picture of Spider-Man in his bedroom that he cut out of a newspaper. Only Tina knows about it (she probably climbed into his room in the middle of the night to ask him if he wanted to go out somewhere and she saw it). He doesn't want anyone to know how much he looks up to Spidey, and it would take him a lot of courage to admit any of that to Nines.

(And then when he finds out that Nines is Spider-Man, he'd probably work twice as hard to keep his fanboy status a secret because there's no way in hell he's gonna admit he was obsessed with his boyfriend before he was even his boyfriend.)

aaand last HC I can think of rn that I really like is in regards to the other RKbros (Reed-Kamski). Nothing huge really. I just really enjoy the thought of them having matching necklaces from when they were little kids and were still on speaking terms. Thin, silver chains with some sort of small pendant/charm on them. Gavin keeps it tucked under his shirt while Elijah wears his like a bracelet (he had it modified). Gavin is never close enough to him to see him wearing it, and Eli can never see it on Gav because it's under his clothes, so neither of them know the other wears it every day to remember each other.

Again, thank you for the ask!! I loved getting to talk about this AU again it's been so long aklsdjf And of course most of the HCs that came to mind were family-oriented god I love familial relationships so much

[jceekay]

The RK Bros from Nines Famclub

Genesis , Clyde

Sixty, Connor , Nines

River, Chiron

Miriam, Ryland

All original Screenshots are from LLB

[rk8connorzz]

𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔣𝔦𝔳𝔢 𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔤𝔢𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔤𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔣

𝔰𝔲𝔪𝔪𝔞𝔯𝔶: Connor is struggling with the loss of his father, Hank

𝔴𝔞𝔯𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰: Mention of suicide

I felt my heart drop. "Hank passed away earlier this morning. They found his body on his couch. He shot himself."

The words didn't seem real. No... They couldn't be true. Just last night we were having a good time at the bar together. I couldn't react. My body shook slightly, but no emotion was visible on my pale face.

No.

No.

I refused to accept it. The only person that ever showed me any form of affection. He's gone. He'll never come back. He's not like me, where no matter how much I die, I'll always come back. He's human.

"Connor? Are you all right?" No. No, I wasn't. My father was dead. I collapsed onto my knees, holding my hand firmly over my mouth. The tears fell down my face, and I let them. Was there something I could've done differently? Was it my fault? Rushing thoughts filled my head. I wanted to deny it. Wanted to forget I ever heard those words. "Death is just another part of life," Everyone says. But I don't want it to be. The RK900 kneeled in front of me. I sobbed until I couldn't breathe in any air to cool down my system. "I know this must be hard for you. I'm so sorry, brother. But I'm sure he's still gonna be rooting us on even in death." His comfort relieved me just a tad. The tears stopped, and I stood up. My legs felt weak, and it was hard for me to hold my own body weight. He couldn't be dead. This isn't happening. It couldn't be happening!

Stage one: Denial

Once again alone in my dimly lit room. Sitting on the side of the bed, just wondering what could've gone wrong for him to take his own life. My LED shook a violent red, never changing color. I was mad. Unbearably mad. Not at him. At myself. I should've been there for him. I should've checked up on him more.

My hands began shaking as I let out a loud yell. Hitting myself multiple times in the head. The impact hitting my head made it ache. I sobbed until I physically couldn't find the tears.

I sat down on the duvet covering my bed. I looked at old photos of him and Sumo hung up on the peach wall next to me. He seemed to be happy, where did it all go wrong?

Stage two: Anger

It distracted me from work. Hank didn't need me to come and drive him back home after he got drunk anymore. He didn't need me to walk Sumo when his back hurt. It felt so unreal. The familiar routine of seeing him at the DPD was now gone. The energy seemed off. Without him, it felt dim. I missed him. I missed my dad.

The feeling was unbearable, I could feel it impacting my chest.

I would do anything to get him back. Even if it meant sacrificing myself. If it meant sacrificing someone or something I loved. I just want to be able to feel comforted by him again. But now I can't.

I just want him back. I knew it was coming, but why now? When I was so unprepared. Silently, I prayed to any god that may be up there to bring him back. I just wanted something.

Stage three: Bargaining

Never did I feel sadness like this before. My own depression consumed and ate me whole, suffocating me. I was drowning in a deep hole of despair. No light at the end of the tunnel could be seen. I gave in to this pool of pure dread that threatened my well-being. I felt deep feelings that couldn't be explained. I never wanted to leave my bed. My bedroom became my safe haven. I never left it. I called out from work on multiple occasions because I felt I would simply break down if I went. Nines called frequently, but rarely did I ever return his calls. I was dull.

He was my best friend, my dad.

My own bed sinks every time I lay my weight on top of it. I couldn't muster up the energy to leave. Even when I was low on thirium, I stayed inside my room. Just praying that if I shut down, I won't come back.

Stage four: Depression

Almost every single day. Whether the night is resting upon the sky or the sun is shining brightly, I would visit his grave. I took frequent pictures of Sumo or of Nines and Sixty lying on the dirt in front of the rock with his name engraved on it. I had short conversations sometimes, but I mostly just sat on my knees taking in my moments with him.

"Hey, dad. I hope you're doing all right. Nines solved a case that troubled him and Gavin for a few months. He's been very proud of himself, and I think you're also proud. Sumo really misses you, and so do I."

I paused for a while. The sky was gray and dim. Thunder clapped violently as the rain picked up. The pictures I took that were in front of the grave were covered by my umbrella. Though I don't think they'll get damaged if they get wet.

"Do you think I could go to heaven too when I die?"

Stage five: Acceptance.

[chadbaegel]

CHAMPIONS 🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩

[miauta]

October challenge DAY 14 

 The RK-brothers found a very interesting abandoned house. Of course it needs to be investigated!

[ohhootknows]

Another set for the Android Whump Big Bang! @android-whump-big-bang

For the story “House of Cards”, by clockworkcorvids on Ao3. Please have a read. You can also find the author on twitter, @aceantilles, drop a follow for that good content. (~˘▾˘)~

[rainbow223posts]

I think Connor would be the only one who can make Rk900 (Cedric as I love to call him) smile.

[jceekay]

Sixty, Connor and Nines

9 of 9 complete

original screenshots by LLB on twitter 

RK Bros completed!