Quick Question,

In his spare time (ha) Elijah likes to code little apps for mobile devices that he releases under a pseudonym. Mostly highly intricate and difficult puzzles and games, there are also throwaway apps that he makes and never updates. For certain apps, he deletes the programs entirely after a certain time (like if the hype dies down or it becomes too buggy to fix) and either remakes it or just forgets it entirely.

There’s a website someone made that includes full, free to play, desktop versions of the games he’s already deleted that people like or still enjoy. Elijah fully supports the one who runs the site, even offering to pay for the domain for them.

The apps themselves are always free to play and absolutely never play ads.

The Cyborg and the Savior [Markus/OC] Part 1

HERE WE GO! HOPE YOU ALL ENJOY AND LET ME KNOW IF YOU WANT MORE. 

Also, I’m tagging @finding-jericho cus they are super sweet and wanted to know more about my sweet revolution leading daughter. Hope you like it, honey! ^.^

ANYWAY, I LEAVE YOU ALL TO THE STORY.

GOD BLESS AND GOOD DAY!

~THE LUPINE SOJOURNER

P.S: WHAT IS WITH THE GIF, YOU ASK? IDK EITHER, BRUH. JUST THOUGHT IT WAS CUTE! XD)

“Alexandra, come down here, please!” Dad calls, and I set my book down.

“Coming!” I call, coming down the stairs and spotting Dad’s friend, Mr. Kamski (addressing him formally seems right, considering he started Cyberlife) and – Shoot! I trip over my feet and almost go crashing into either Mr. Kamski or Dad, but something hard (too hard to be human) catches me, easily setting me upright again. I blink. Is that an android? “Thank you.” I mumble, my eye noting the android who caught me is an RK200 model, serial number 684 842 971, to be exact. I ignore that, turn and smile at our, uh, other guest.

“You’re welcome.” The android muses, smiling and sounding genuine as I move to greet Mr. Kamski.

“Mr. Kamski! How nice to see you.” I greet politely, accepting his hug briefly before allowing him to kiss my cheek.

“Hello, my dear. I’d like you to meet Markus, you and your father’s new domestic android.” I turn to him, offering my hand for him to shake.

“Hello, Markus.” I greet. Markus seems puzzled for a second, then shakes my hand.

“I look forward to getting to know you and your father.” I can’t help but think his design attractive, as if Mr. Kamski knew I’d like the look of this new addition to the house. Like he could read my thoughts, Mr. Kamski smirks.

“I’ll leave you all to get acquainted. I’ll see you around, my friend.” He says in parting to Dad. Dad sniffs, but nods.

“Yes, if you must.” He says. I wave Mr. Kamski goodbye and turn to Markus.

“Um…I suppose I’ll give you the tour, shall I?” I suggest, feeling out of place and awkward. How exactly does one talk to an android? Markus nods.

“That would be most helpful. After all, I need to be familiar with the layout to better serve my purpose.” I swallow. It was hard not to hear the robotic, clinical edge to Markus’ voice, even when it was meant to sound human.

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Stitches

I went and got a new tattoo recently. The only way the artist could get to the spot was to sit behind and straddle me and he felt so awkward. However, it gave me the idea for this fic:

The Mandalorian stitches your back after a battle with a bounty.

This is my first time writing for the Mandalorian and first time posting to tumblr.

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Reblog if you know who Esteban Julio Ricardo Montoya de la Rosa Ramirez is

The (Scottish) Cabin in the Woods

Chapter 4

Consequences don't just fall to the perpetrators. You learn a new name.

Phew! I was sweating over this one, I hope you all enjoy it. One more chapter to go before this story is wrapped up. All my love, appreciation, gratitude, and smooches to my two lovely betas, Soleil and SentientCave.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/49842430/chapters/139337776

They all hate you Mando, because you’re a legend.

i just wanted an excuse to draw Mando shirtless :’)

Bro wtf?! 😂

Is... Is this good or bad?? I don't know anything anymore 😅

Gonna make a uquiz. that’s gonna blow tumblr wide open.

*person in the back somewhere during the fade to black before the credits roll* "Now cue the Hero's Villain origin story!"

more action movies should have a subplot where the hero is just trying to sit down and finish the last chapter of a book

Fox: *after watching Obi-Wan yell at the chancellor through a glass wall with no idea what he was saying because soundproofing but amused cause he just KNOWS that smile means Sheev is only holding back the rage of cold blooded murder because of witnesses* Heh. Cute.

Obi-Wan: *yelling at Palps for telling his kid the Jedi will kick him out for being married and now he’s throwing accusations around and about to go public with Palps hanging out with little boys by threatening their guardians and ruin him forever*

Palpatine: :/

Fox: *after Obi-Wan storms out of the room* Respectfully, like /super/ respectfully, do you even know you were being watched by an entire floor of secretaries and clone guards who def recorded that?

Obi-Wan: Don’t know, can’t care, I’m gonna spread rumors the Chancellor likes little boys now.

Fox: 😨… why didn’t I think of that…

Three hours later

Fox: *storms into the officers lounge* Cody! I’m marrying your general. Or bedding him. He’s worthy of this deece.

Cody: *halfway through his seventh caff of the day* …listen. I’m gonna pretend I didn’t hear that, and give you a five minute head start.

Fox: Fair.

Rex: I hate everyone in this family.