It Started With Something Simple, Insignificant.

it started with something simple, insignificant.

one of their coworker’s, officer chen, had dropped off a cup of coffee (gavin’s favorite, from a small, out of the way coffee shop a couple blocks away from the precinct) on his desk. she clapped him on the shoulder and smiled at him, and gavin thanked her with a begrudging smile in return.

gavin never thanked him. or smiled at him, for that matter.

something trickled through his veins, sending sharp negative signals throughout his system.

he dismissed them, along with the small, inconspicuous notice of “software instability.”

—

the next time, they were on a stakeout.

the long hours of waiting weren’t much of a problem for him— he was at work, and as long as he was working on a task he remained unbothered. detective reed, however, was a different matter entirely.

the man knocked him on the shoulder, getting his attention from the passenger seat of the vehicle. “hey, toaster. can androids measure attractiveness?” he tilted his head at the detective in a wordless inquiry, earning an eye-roll. “like, can you tell if someone’s hot?”

hot. rk900 assumed that he meant that figuratively, not literally.

“i…” he had taken notice of other’s appearances before. officer chen had an amicable smile, rk800 had a soothing demeanor, detective reed had an appealing build, and endearing scars, and lips that looked—

software instability.

“i suppose i can determine that, although there isn’t exactly an objective measurement of—“

“yeah, yeah, i get it. just…” he leaned over conspiratorially before pointing out a man in a tight-fitted t-shirt near the entrance of an apartment. “what d’you think of that guy?”

rk900 blinked, doing a quick once-over of the man. he appeared to be tall, dark-haired, and fairly muscular, with pale blue eyes. “i don’t see anything wrong with his appearance,” he replied carefully. “why? i don’t believe he is involved in our investigation, detective.”

detective reed shrugged, his gaze switching back to him. it almost seemed like he was searching for something, some kind of reaction. “no reason, just wanted some input.” he paused. “he has nice thighs. i’d ask him out, if, y’know, we weren’t stuck in this car for god knows how long.”

something about the idea of detective reed “asking him out” makes that uncomfortable feeling spike through him once more. his brow furrowed and he looked away, ignoring the detective’s surveying gaze. “you may do whatever you wish once this investigation is over.” except he very explicitly did not want him to do that.

—

maybe it was everything else in the past few months that built up to this.

rk900— no, nines, that’s what detective reed had taken to calling him— stood over the unconscious form of one of detroit’s biggest drug dealers.

as reed would put it, he fucked up.

the man in question was currently staring at him with a mixture of shock and gratitude, causing a wave of feelings to— oh, he could feel now.

that’s a problem for later.

“we need to get out of here,” he hissed out, clutching him by the arm and practically dragging him out of the room. a bullet hit where they stood moments before, and nines really, really fucked up, but it felt good.

“god, you’re a—“ gavin swore loudly as a gunshot narrowly missed his head and he ducked around the corner, taking the stairs multiple steps at a time, “—a fucking maniac, nines, why the fuck did you do that?”

a good question, really. all he knew was that one moment, a sleazy, disgusting pile of filth was feeling up gavin, and then nines was breaking through a barrier of protocols and system errors that told him to keep their cover and maintain the mission in order to get that man’s hands off of his partner.

“he had it coming,” was what he decided to say.

gavin laughed between breaths, shaking his head. “you’re, fuck, you’re really something else, huh?”

he could get used to this.

I’m a little bit country

And a little bit Rock n Roll

And hip hop, add a little rap

And some peppy praise n worship,

A dash of jazz

A sprinkle of classical piano

And a smidgen of karaoke….oops, did I say that last one, scratch that out, it’s a secret

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unknownuniverse66

5 years ago

ARTTTTTT

I am all super proud of these I am usually terrible with drawing with JUST pen. :3

how to avoid education burnout

have 3 achievable goals a day: having a laundry list of things to do everyday is super unrealistic, and you just end up feeling bad about yourself because you didn’t accomplish your goals for the day.

leave your sundays open: i love sundays because they’re my day to chill out and catch up on school work that i wasn’t able to finish during the week.

recognize when you’re at your emotional limits: forcing yourself to get work done when you are unable to comprehend your study material does not benefit anyone.

learn how to say no: people will ask you for your time and it will stretch you to the limit, whether it be at your job, in your extracurriculars, or in your personal life. know when to step back and say no.

take care of yourself physically: take breaks, go for walks, shower regularly, get enough sleep, eat healthy, see your friends

celebrate your accomplishments: go out to eat with friends after a big exam, indulge in a night off after a busy week with some netflix and wine

make a study plan beforehand: it can be daunting to see how much work you need to put in to a class or task beforehand, but this allows you to spread your work evenly so you don’t become overwhelmed.

learn how to ask for help: it is very rare that people make it through school, whether it be high school or university or any graduate program, without needing the advice of others or just a kind soul to vent to. find that person.

never forget your hobbies: you will need things that keep you sane. if you love to play music, write, play volleyball, or cook, make you sure you don’t lose these things. they will become your escape when times get tough.

log off from time to time: it is exhausting to be constantly connected to social media and your email. just physically disconnecting from these for a night to take care of yourself can really help you clear your mind.

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unknownuniverse66

6 years ago

Depressed Again

Soooo yep. Here I am again.

Okay, I ship Phan, but this isn't about romance and crap. I re-watched some Dan and Phil videos and the way Dan looks at Phil got me.

Not because I was like:

"Omfg they are amazing together you can see him stare with love fkwvlsvslabsksv d's kqkabd"

I do, do that, but this was different. You can literally see the 'care' in his eyes for Phil, even if they're joking around. You can take it in a romance or friendship way.

I just broke.

I started to cry at fucking 4:17 am with no sleep, because I feel like no one will look at me that way. I'm not talking about how your family cares for you, or how your best friend loves you (in a platonic way), but with 'care.'

I feel alone in my head. Like "Freeze your Brain" from Heathers.

"Shatter your skull fight pain with more pain. Forget who you are, unburden your load. Forget in six weeks you'll be back on the road. When the voice in your head says 'you're better off dead,' don't open a vein."

I don't know, I'm not good with emotions. I just wanted to get this off my chest. I bottle my emotions up and help other people to avoid my internal war/battle.

So, if you ever, and I mean EVER, find someone who looks at you with care and understanding, even if it's in a friendship or romantic way, don't lose that. If you lose it, you may never see it again.

All my love goes out to the people who read this, and to @danielhowell and @amazingphil for making my world a happier brighter place.

💙