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  1. Public Bookmark 35

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    Markus has two vices and two vices only.

    Connor RK800 and cigarettes.

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    14 Jun 2018

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    A year after the protests the station catches wind of a new petty attack from anti-android bigots. A virus, non-lethal, made to simulate the common cold in machines. And Connor’s late to work.

    (mild mention of spoilers)

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    12 Jun 2018

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    “Not—not that you’d be my rebound! I mean, you’d be helping me take my mind off of this guy, but to be a rebound, I’d have to have dated him first, I think, and he doesn’t even know I like him, so. You wouldn’t be a rebound. At worst, we become badass partners-in-crime with a grudging respect for each other, at best, we’re soulmates for life and this is fate trying to help us find happiness. So. Um.” Lance swallows and looks up at the Blade of Marmora soldier through his lashes. “What say you?”

    They look down at their hands for a moment, fingers twisting together in deep thought. Then they’re pulling their gloves off, revealing pale, half-bruised knuckles of the human variation, and their mask is dissolving, giving way to big blue-purple eyes and an achingly familiar jet-black cowlick. “Who,” says Keith Kogane, in that low-pitched rumble that makes Lance’s stomach roil in the good way—holy fuck—“is this guy you’re trying to get over?”

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    11 Mar 2018

  4. Public Bookmark 8

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    “What if…,” Thomas began, spreading out his hands and pausing mid-sentence for dramatic effect. “We say no homo.” He finally concluded, giving Minho a questioning look, one eyebrow quirked and a smug smile pulling at his lips, as if he's just said the most ingenious statement ever uttered by man. Minho stared at him blankly for a moment, running over the suggestion over in his own mind, checking it for flaws and finding none, before slowly beginning to nod his head along to the idea.

    “That could work.”

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    18 Feb 2018

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    “The hell are you doing?” Keith grumbles out, body mid-push up. There’s a snicker behind him, too close to his ears, though Keith can’t really understand what would be so amusing about this. Then again, he’s not really sure why Lance is lying on him while he’s doing push ups either. Other than to be, of course, annoying.

    “Nothing.” Lance finally says. Keith hears the grin in his voice, which only proves to irritate him a little more. ‘Nothing’ his ass. “Continue with what you’re doing, Mr. ‘I’m-Too-Good-For-Socialization’.”

    (Lance, as always, tries to annoy Keith by making his exercise harder. It doesn’t work. At all.)

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    13 Nov 2017