Wondering if people would be interested in another.......
RRBRRR
?
Now that a lot of you are high enough level we can do a lot and I'm open to any suggestions. It could be something simple like just a basic Boss Raid, or it could be some ridiculous series of meticulous challenges.
The second third of Left is here. It is Rhys - Jack talk. Angst intensifies.
And, it has 666 words. Not intentional, I swear....
Rhys is appointed to the OS tests. He sits in front of an old computer. He is completely devastated. Fiona hates him.
Why does he feel like they broke up? It is not as if they had something. Well, in fact, maybe they had. She probably wanted him to verify what happened that night with words, confessions, promises... He did nothing. He was too unsure, too weak, unprepared for a serious relationship. And now she left him.
Rhys runs his fingers through his hair. The situation is really slipping off his grasp.
"Why is it so damn difficult?" He mutters to himself, unable to resume his typing. "What am I going to do..." He sighs painfully.
"Do not say you weren't warned, kiddo. Weird, told ya." Jack chides him, sitting on the table next to the monitor.
Rhys looks up, frowning, lips set in a hard line. "Warned?!" Rhys yells. He now knows exactly who is to blame. "You mean you warned me about your-frigging-self?!" Rhys' hands ball into fists and he slams them on the table.
Jack watches him, amused. Then he arches an eyebrow gracefully and answers: "Yep."
"Why do you have to ruin my life..." Rhys cries into his palms. He curses the day he let this AI into his head.
Jack grunts in disagreement, which makes Rhys lift his eyes once again. What is he trying to say?
"The way I see it, pumpkin, you are ruining all my work here. If not for you, I'd already have that con babe on her knees with a gun to her head. Just as I had her whole planet once." Jack is so seriously sounding, that Rhys actually fears for Fiona's safety.
Jack can't do that. Right?
"You won't shoot her, you need her for the Vault!" Rhys protests sharply. He's glad he can hold the line against his opponent.
Jack laughs, not a hint of smile in his eyes. Then he cuts it short.
"Never told I was gonna shoot her. Imagine," Jack stands up and begins walking around, evidently carried away by his own fantasy. "You press the muzzle into her sweet, plump cheek, and you draw it along her skin to her mouth. She watches you, big scared eyes, barely breathing... You nugde her lips open with the gun. And then you say, I'm shooting in your mouth, babe, but you can choose the gun..." Jack's eyes bore into Rhys' face, as he leans down. Rhys' mouth is too dry to say anything, as he is breathing hard through it. His pulse is humming in his neck wildly.
"I know it turns you on too, Rhysie. I'm right there in your brain." Jack whispers before he pulls away, returning to his normal self, sitting down anew.
Rhys keeps silence. He won't give Jack any satisfaction. Yet, this is weird, but not because Fiona or him, but because of Jack. Rhys narrows his eyes at his interlocutor suspiciously: "Too? Are you telling me you're into her? I did not forget that 'hats thing', either."
Something flickers over Jack's face. Uncertainty, dizziness? Vulnerability. It is a mere moment, but Rhys notices it. Finally, some leverage.
"Among the women your pathetic life can offer, she's obviously the best." Jack evades the question, after that tiny pause that gave him away.
Rhys snorts. "I have bad news for you, Jack. She hates you. Always did, always will." It is a heavenly pleasure to see Jack anger.
"Oh?" He towers over Rhys. "From where I was standing it really looked like she hated you." Jack grimaces a fake thoughtfulness. "Let me recollect it... Yeah, I think she did something like that!" Jack barks at Rhys and slaps him hard with the cybernetic hand. It is much more powerful than Fiona's one, and this time Rhys does indeed find himself on the floor.
And still Jack's words sting even more. Jack casts him one last furious glance and leaves in silence.
The second third of Left is here. It is Rhys - Jack talk. Angst intensifies.
And, it has 666 words. Not intentional, I swear....
Rhy… mores is appointed to the OS tests. He sits in front of an old computer. He is completely devastated. Fiona hates him.
Why does he feel like they broke up? It is not as if they had something. Well, in fact, maybe they had. She probably wanted him to verify what happened that night with words, confessions, promises... He did nothing. He was too unsure, too weak, unprepared for a serious relationship. And now she left him.
Rhys runs his fingers through his hair. The situation is really slipping off his grasp.
"Why is it so damn difficult?" He mutters to himself, unable to resume his typing. "What am I going to do..." He sighs painfully.
"Do not say you weren't warned, kiddo. Weird, told ya." Jack chides him, sitting on the table next to the monitor.
Rhys looks up, frowning, lips set in a hard line.… [view original content]
Here's a little bit from the fic I'm working on for Lottii-Lu! (I know you have a tag, but I don't know what it is.)
She's probably the most interested in what's going to happen later, but there has to be some buildup to it, right?
Anyway, enjoy! See you guys when I get back from work!
"Try not to trip over yourself when Fiona walks in."
Rhys forced out a laugh. "Pff, trip over myself? Vaughn, come on, I can...oh...shit..." Two familiar figures had just entered, and were being escorted across the room by a very eager Gortys. Rhys could hear the little robot chattering even from several dozen yards away. However, he wasn't really paying attention to anything being said because he was too busy trying to keep his jaw off the floor.
Both Sasha and Fiona had dressed for the occasion, quite literally. It was like the Hyperion suits all over again; short, form-fitting...only these were flattering. And there were no yellowish, honeycomb-patterned nylons covering those smooth, caramel legs. And she looked much better in green than in washed-out blue and black; it made the red streak in her hair stand out—
"OH, THERE YOU ARE!"
The sudden exclamation sent Rhys' heart flipping into his throat. Vaughn elbowed him as Gortys zipped over the floor toward them with the sisters in tow. "She's wearing a dress, bro...
"You think I haven't noticed?!" Rhys hissed through his teeth, slapping Vaughn's arm away. "Now shut up. You're just making it worse."
"Making what worse?" Gortys chirped, rolling to a halt at their feet.
"N-nothing," Rhys stammered, tugging at his collar. "Um, could you...could you go find Loader Bot?"
Gortys just offered her equivalent of a shrug and darted off, humming to herself.
Fiona laughed. "Still adorable."
Rhys realized she was talking about Gortys a few seconds too late, and already had a deep red blush painted over his face by the time she'd turned her attention to him. "It's, uh, nice to see you. You...two. Both of you. You...and Sasha." Good, yeah, nice save, Rhys. "How've you—khm—" He cleared his throat. "How've you two been?"
Here's a little bit from the fic I'm working on for Lottii-Lu! (I know you have a tag, but I don't know what it is.)
She's probably the m… moreost interested in what's going to happen later, but there has to be some buildup to it, right?
Anyway, enjoy! See you guys when I get back from work!
"Try not to trip over yourself when Fiona walks in."
Rhys forced out a laugh. "Pff, trip over myself? Vaughn, come on, I can...oh...shit..." Two familiar figures had just entered, and were being escorted across the room by a very eager Gortys. Rhys could hear the little robot chattering even from several dozen yards away. However, he wasn't really paying attention to anything being said because he was too busy trying to keep his jaw off the floor.
Both Sasha and Fiona had dressed for the occasion, quite literally. It was like the Hyperion suits all over again; short, form-fitting...only these were flattering. And there were no yellowis… [view original content]
Here's a little bit from the fic I'm working on for Lottii-Lu! (I know you have a tag, but I don't know what it is.)
She's probably the m… moreost interested in what's going to happen later, but there has to be some buildup to it, right?
Anyway, enjoy! See you guys when I get back from work!
"Try not to trip over yourself when Fiona walks in."
Rhys forced out a laugh. "Pff, trip over myself? Vaughn, come on, I can...oh...shit..." Two familiar figures had just entered, and were being escorted across the room by a very eager Gortys. Rhys could hear the little robot chattering even from several dozen yards away. However, he wasn't really paying attention to anything being said because he was too busy trying to keep his jaw off the floor.
Both Sasha and Fiona had dressed for the occasion, quite literally. It was like the Hyperion suits all over again; short, form-fitting...only these were flattering. And there were no yellowis… [view original content]
Here's a little bit from the fic I'm working on for Lottii-Lu! (I know you have a tag, but I don't know what it is.)
She's probably the m… moreost interested in what's going to happen later, but there has to be some buildup to it, right?
Anyway, enjoy! See you guys when I get back from work!
"Try not to trip over yourself when Fiona walks in."
Rhys forced out a laugh. "Pff, trip over myself? Vaughn, come on, I can...oh...shit..." Two familiar figures had just entered, and were being escorted across the room by a very eager Gortys. Rhys could hear the little robot chattering even from several dozen yards away. However, he wasn't really paying attention to anything being said because he was too busy trying to keep his jaw off the floor.
Both Sasha and Fiona had dressed for the occasion, quite literally. It was like the Hyperion suits all over again; short, form-fitting...only these were flattering. And there were no yellowis… [view original content]
She's probably the most interested in what's going to happen later
You're not wrong lmao.
But jokes aside I love it so far and I can't wait to read all of it
Latest addition to the Rhyiona Playlist.
I've always thought this was one of the sweetest love songs and the lyrics are perfect for Rhyiona.
First verse: Fiona. Second verse: Rhys.
Shannon McNally: Now That I Know
Okay, so I'm tired af right now since I've been working for some drawing I owed to my Art professor... ;-;
Good night, everyone! GoT rated Rhyiona dreams ^-^
Okay, so I'm tired af right now since I've been working for some drawing I owed to my Art professor... ;-;
Good night, everyone! GoT rated Rhyiona dreams ^-^
Comments
Latest addition to the Rhyiona Playlist.
I've always thought this was one of the sweetest love songs and the lyrics are perfect for Rhyiona.
First verse: Fiona. Second verse: Rhys.
Shannon McNally: Now That I Know
He RTed a WIP of Rhyiona from her and said something good about it.
I'm sorry, but hell yeah
Again, I decided to draw another crossover.
this makes me abnormally happy
Bootyful
(Fiona is a siren.....)
Not of my womb, not of my womb!
Gortys- Well, I am a robot......
Саша-пионерка
Daily reminder that Rhyiona is love, Rhyiona is life:
Wondering if people would be interested in another.......
RRBRRR
?
Now that a lot of you are high enough level we can do a lot and I'm open to any suggestions. It could be something simple like just a basic Boss Raid, or it could be some ridiculous series of meticulous challenges.
The second third of Left is here. It is Rhys - Jack talk. Angst intensifies.
And, it has 666 words. Not intentional, I swear....
Rhys is appointed to the OS tests. He sits in front of an old computer. He is completely devastated. Fiona hates him.
Why does he feel like they broke up? It is not as if they had something. Well, in fact, maybe they had. She probably wanted him to verify what happened that night with words, confessions, promises... He did nothing. He was too unsure, too weak, unprepared for a serious relationship. And now she left him.
Rhys runs his fingers through his hair. The situation is really slipping off his grasp.
"Why is it so damn difficult?" He mutters to himself, unable to resume his typing. "What am I going to do..." He sighs painfully.
"Do not say you weren't warned, kiddo. Weird, told ya." Jack chides him, sitting on the table next to the monitor.
Rhys looks up, frowning, lips set in a hard line. "Warned?!" Rhys yells. He now knows exactly who is to blame. "You mean you warned me about your-frigging-self?!" Rhys' hands ball into fists and he slams them on the table.
Jack watches him, amused. Then he arches an eyebrow gracefully and answers: "Yep."
"Why do you have to ruin my life..." Rhys cries into his palms. He curses the day he let this AI into his head.
Jack grunts in disagreement, which makes Rhys lift his eyes once again. What is he trying to say?
"The way I see it, pumpkin, you are ruining all my work here. If not for you, I'd already have that con babe on her knees with a gun to her head. Just as I had her whole planet once." Jack is so seriously sounding, that Rhys actually fears for Fiona's safety.
Jack can't do that. Right?
"You won't shoot her, you need her for the Vault!" Rhys protests sharply. He's glad he can hold the line against his opponent.
Jack laughs, not a hint of smile in his eyes. Then he cuts it short.
"Never told I was gonna shoot her. Imagine," Jack stands up and begins walking around, evidently carried away by his own fantasy. "You press the muzzle into her sweet, plump cheek, and you draw it along her skin to her mouth. She watches you, big scared eyes, barely breathing... You nugde her lips open with the gun. And then you say, I'm shooting in your mouth, babe, but you can choose the gun..." Jack's eyes bore into Rhys' face, as he leans down. Rhys' mouth is too dry to say anything, as he is breathing hard through it. His pulse is humming in his neck wildly.
"I know it turns you on too, Rhysie. I'm right there in your brain." Jack whispers before he pulls away, returning to his normal self, sitting down anew.
Rhys keeps silence. He won't give Jack any satisfaction. Yet, this is weird, but not because Fiona or him, but because of Jack. Rhys narrows his eyes at his interlocutor suspiciously: "Too? Are you telling me you're into her? I did not forget that 'hats thing', either."
Something flickers over Jack's face. Uncertainty, dizziness? Vulnerability. It is a mere moment, but Rhys notices it. Finally, some leverage.
"Among the women your pathetic life can offer, she's obviously the best." Jack evades the question, after that tiny pause that gave him away.
Rhys snorts. "I have bad news for you, Jack. She hates you. Always did, always will." It is a heavenly pleasure to see Jack anger.
"Oh?" He towers over Rhys. "From where I was standing it really looked like she hated you." Jack grimaces a fake thoughtfulness. "Let me recollect it... Yeah, I think she did something like that!" Jack barks at Rhys and slaps him hard with the cybernetic hand. It is much more powerful than Fiona's one, and this time Rhys does indeed find himself on the floor.
And still Jack's words sting even more. Jack casts him one last furious glance and leaves in silence.
And thus Rhys is left alone.
Yeah, here is where I die, if you'll excuse me.
And just, ugh... everything is there. This is perfect.
Take the good path, the r34 path.
Trust me alot of people will be happy
I knew you'd like it
Here's a little bit from the fic I'm working on for Lottii-Lu! (I know you have a tag, but I don't know what it is.)
She's probably the most interested in what's going to happen later, but there has to be some buildup to it, right?
Anyway, enjoy! See you guys when I get back from work!
Oh my, I can't help blushing with Rhys! I don't know why.
What's the festive occasion? Christmas?
You're not wrong lmao.
But jokes aside I love it so far and I can't wait to read all of it
It's not Christmas (I might put up a teaser for that one later), it's Athena and Janey's wedding!
Vaughn as the wingman. I can visualize the moment when Rhys goes 'I have this' and there is a collective facepalm going around the room.
I'm working on it every chance I get! But I want it to be perfect...
Just because that's the best mental image ever, I'll have to include a moment like that...
I'm feeling like a bubble of happiness! floating around
Another one from you.... I think I can start celebrating Christmas for all the good it brings.
There are plenty of reasons to celebrate Christmas, even if you're not religious!
I'm going to celebrate everything I can, from Dec 25 till Jan 15
Now I want to write something happy too.
perfect! can't wait to read that!
I'm sure it will be
It's like I said, take all the time you need
O_O that's horrible
I know ;__;
That is quite lovely.
Hello everyone, I hope you all are having a great day. ^_^
Okay, so I'm tired af right now since I've been working for some drawing I owed to my Art professor... ;-;
Good night, everyone! GoT rated Rhyiona dreams
^-^
Art professors are hipsters
I hope my professor doesn't murder me bc I didn't enter some dumb contest..oops
Draw some Rhyiona
I almost deleted a story just now. I need to be more careful, I was about to accidentally tap where I shouldn't.
pls hit me
slowly starts grabing a brick
hits lewdly
How the frickty frack can you hit someone lewdly?
NOT THAT HARD
There is no way...
What qualifies as a lewd hit is not how you punch, but where your fist lands......( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)