Mare coming back after Mad's revelation and Mad is still just holding the shell while panicking.
(not sure if this was a blurb request...but I couldnât help myself)
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Dark had left a while ago and Mad has been pacing his office for a good twenty minutes. He held the shell in his hand as his mind raced with panic.Â
Dark had said that the Sirens will give a shell as a sign of friendship. But that was with one. How many fish would make it go beyond that? Did the fish count? Was it only the shells that really mattered? Friends share food, friends give gifts. Thatâs all that it was. There was no way Mad we being courted.Â
âItâs just one shell,â Mad said out loud this time. âItâs one shell and that means as long as I am not given another shell, itâs just friendship, ugh.â Mad made a face when saying that made his heart twist a little. Why did he not like that? Why did he want it to courtship? B
No, no, no.Â
He canât do that. He canât. That goes against everything heâs worked so hard for.Â
âMad?âÂ
Itâs just a sign of friendship. Thatâs all it is. Blank will probably give him a shell soon and that would settle that, Phantom probably never would and itâs fine. Itâs all fine and okay and not courtship.Â
âMad?â Mad heard his name that time and he almost dropped the shell when he saw Mare at the door.Â
âH-Hey.â Mad tried to sound calm but his voice gave away his panic. âWhatâs...upâŠâ Mad tried to bounce back and failed miserably. He could never keep full track of his thoughts when Mare stood in front of him. That red cloth on his hips was not enough to keep things modest but it never affected Mare to be basically exposed but it bothered Mad and right now it was bothering him in several ways.Â
âYouâre red,â Mare stated with his hands behind his back.
âWhat are you holding?â Mad asked when he caught that. Battling anxious thoughts ringing in his head.Â
âI got you something.â Mare brought his hands out and a beautiful shell was in them.Â
âShit!â Madâs curse made Mare raise his brows. âI canât-thatâs not what-I-ah!â Madâs words fumbled into one sound. âIâm supposed to be a loner. Iâm supposed to live away from humanity and appear mysteriously at shops for supplies. I am supposed to be alone. I have spent years putting all of this together and IâŠâ Mad stopped his rambling when he stood in front of Mare. Mare blinked at him a few times before smiling. That bright, warming smile. âFuck it.â Mad lunged forward and slammed his lips into Mareâs. Mare only took a second to recover from the sudden gesture before returning the kiss.Â
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Panic Attacks and Body Image Issues for the DBH au
When the Androids had been recovered from the perpâs residence, there had apparently been quite a scene made. Mr. Jonathan Indovino hadnât believed the reports that were coming back over dispatch, not until he saw it. Androids half twisted backwards? Sewn onto pieces from others like some sick Frankenstein project? So many mangled and butchered bodies they couldnât begin to tell where one started and another finished? It seemed like a nightmare, and he would have never thought it was real.
It was so much worse than reality.
Several of them had been escorted through the precinct towards Jonathanâs labs in the back, paraded through like common criminals in a display that made his blood boil. Others were too horrific, and had been carted in through the backdoor. Jonathan thought he might be sick after catching his first glimpse, but he steeled himself, willed his nerves to calm, and then proceeded in a cool, collected manner like any professional would.
The second thing he had heard was how grotesque the environment they had been kept in was. There was layers of Thirium all over every surface, scattered odds and ends of various mechanisms, bodily fluids, mold and rust, and other substances the lab hadnât had time to process yet. He knew the chief wanted them all hosed down and disinfected before they were stored in the precinct building, but Jonathan needed physical evidence to strengthen their conviction, and those Androids were covered in it.
He had to work quickly.
Those that we were wearing clothes were instructed to strip and carefully put their things into the bins on the tables for labeling and processing later. The rest just stood by and waited. That marveled the young engineer. Despite the horrific tortures they must have been put through, the Androids were all still despondent. They responded to orders and commands in a way dispatch had made to sound unlikely. Perhaps some part of their systems, deep down, knew they had been saved -
âWhat the hell is that thing?â
Jonathan paused from his note taking, doing his best to catalogue the Androids as quickly as he could before properly examining them, when the remark of the nearest officer distracted him. He glanced up, scanning the crowd of Androids quickly.
âWhat thing?â he frowned at the cops, one of which looked sheepish to have been overheard, the other just blinked at him in confusion. If they were about to make fun of any of those torture victims in his own lab, so help him-
âThat thing!â he pointed again, and Jonathan looked. âThe hell is that thing doing with a ... his own junk?â
Then, he saw it. Near the end of the line, standing among the slightly less physically altered Androids, was one male model, tall, Asian looking, with dark hair and eyes, and various wounds and damages, though his skeletal system remained in tact.
This Android, unlike the rest, however, had male genitals tucked shyly behind his hands.Â
âOh crap,â Jonathan said, shoving his pad onto the nearest flat surface and approaching the Android quickly. âWhy did no one tell me we had a HR400 in possession?â he barked at another detective, getting several confused glances back.
âA what?â one detective, and by all accounts Jonathanâs boss, asked, crossing the room quickly to stand next to Jonathan. He turned to the blonder, shorter man, who tilted his head curiously.
âA HR400,â Jonathan motioned to the Android before him. âA - an âescortâ Android. HR400, please move your hands.â
The hands didnât move. Jonathan and the Detective, Matthew Patrick, both blinked up at the Android, but he didnât move.
âThis one was compliant during the extraction,â Matt frowned. He inched closer. âAndroid, please move your hands.â
This time, with a slight shiver that Jonathan was sure only he saw, the hands moved.
âDamn, no wonder people pay to sleep with that thing,â a voice snickered and Jonathan spun around quickly, glaring at the officers.
âYou may leave, Officer!â he snapped, the man blinking at Matt. Matthew, however, was also glaring.
âGo,â he commanded, and the man did so, grumbling as he did. Jonathan and Matt swapped a look, then turned back to the Android.
âWe need to examine this one first,â Jonathan said, turning away briefly to grab a pair of plastic gloves, which he snapped on. Matt moved away from him to bark more instructions, and Jonathan once again faced the Android. There something there in those deep, dark eyes stared back, and the man frowned. Tilting sideways, he caught sight of the Androidâs LED, which was pulsing red quickly among a sea of yellow. He snapped straight and stared into the plastic face.
âI need a separate room,â he called over his shoulder, ignoring the questions Matt called back. âHR400, my name is Jonathan Indovino, youâre at the Detroit Police Department, and unfortunately I have to examine you for physical evidence. And,â he added more softly, gaze flicking back and forth between those plastic eyes, âI bet you can hear me, and youâre being rushed with a lot of emotions right now.â
There it was, all the confirmation Jonathan needed, the slightest flicker of the face.
This Android was Deviant.
âCome with me, and weâll go somewhere without everyone else watching, okay?â Jonathan said, and saw a flicker of something - fear, heâd bet - flash across the Androidâs face before he mutely nodded and turned stiffly after Jonathan.
âJonathan - where are you going?â Matt called.
âSomewhere to more properly conduct my examination,â Jonathan bit back in a tone that left no room for arguing. Matt clammed up, but watched after them both carefully.
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In another room, much smaller with less windows, there stood a metal bed, cold and empty, and Jonathan didnât miss how the Androidâs LED flashed with a warning at the sight of it, or how he stiffen and the corners of his eyes pinched.
This poor thing had already been repeatedly abused, he was willing to bet money.
âNo one is going to hurt you,â he said, stepping to the other end of the room once the door had been closed, motioning to the table. âIâm not going to ... use you, but I do need to be thorough. Do you have a name?â
The Android blinked up at him, and the transition from stiff and plastic to so openly wounded and utterly human sent Jonathan reeling.
âNo,â he replied, and Jonathan nodded down the lump in his throat.
âOkay,â he said, inching closer. âListen to me, and listen as carefully as you can. I know youâre Deviant.â
The LED glowed and anger flashed in those eyes.
âBut itâs okay, Iâm not going to turn you in, or try to reset you. Iâm going to try to protect you. I protect Deviants, thatâs why I work with the police. Iâm sorry about what I have to do, but I have no choice. I have to build a case against the perp so he doesnât hurt anyone else.â
âZlatko,â the Android said quietly.
âRight, Zlatko. Heâs in custody right now, but I need your help to keep him in prison.â
This wasnât working. The more Jonathan talked, the harder the Android shook, and the harder he strained to control it. He wouldnât stop staring at the table, a million images tearing their way out of his ROM like toothy viruses, flooding his already artificially heightened sensors with unwanted and unprocessed memories.
This Android was having a meltdown, and that was the last thing Jonathan wanted to cause. Unsure how to proceed, he defaulted.
âIs there anything I can get you that would help you be a little less anxious right now?â
There came those eyes again.
âYouâre probably feeling a lot of anxiety right now. Fear, tension, on edge. You expect everyone here to hurt you, but we wonât, not for our own pleasure. So, is there anything I can do that can help you feel a little less like that?â
The Androidâs lip quivered.
Jonathan wanted to personally slice off some of Zlatkoâs bits with a butterknife.
âSome clothes,â he whimpered, dropping his head and wrapping his arms around himself. âPlease.â
âOf course.â Jonathan almost wanted to laugh, but held it back. âIâll get the comfiest clothes I can find, and no one is going to take them off of you but me and that will only be for the examination, I promise.â
He didnât look up, but he nodded, and to Jonathan that felt so much like a win.
So the other day I decided to try out an idea I had a couple months ago. I dyed my hair purple recently and being the trash that I am thought about Natemare.
So I sat down with my makeup and made what Iâve been calling Fem Avant-garde Natemare.
 I guess this is sort of a face reveal as well, hope you donât hate my gross face.
Pics all taken with my phone by myself with lighting provided by my desk lamp. I took some progress pics as well so I may post those in future.
Fun fact: Iâm like super blind without my glasses so all pics are taken without me knowing what I look like during it.
If anyone wants to do edits of or draw this thing Iâve made, youâve got the full go ahead from me as long as you tag me.
I also attempted an SFX twist using my okay FX makeup skills that I usually save for Halloween. Iâm leaving that under the cut because I know not all people are comfortable with gore.
I just did your basic cotton and latex wound. Colored and discolored using concealer and cream paints. I didnât have any blue fake blood for the tears so I had to make some using what I could find around the house. I ended up using a concoction of blue dish soap and food coloring that looked darker in person than on camera.
(Just caught up on salty bois cuz notifs suck) I just realized you color swapped Mare and Phantom. Was there a reason for this or...?
It's called I got dumb-bitch disease đ
When I was first writing them I was looking up picture references and somehow I managed to get the two mixed up and I had already written so much of them incorrectly it's too late for me to go back
I have made my mistake and I have accepted my fate
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(why am i only now hearing about the animal au) If they were a part of it, what animals do you think Mad and the Nate egos would be?
(It hasnât been talked about in a hot while since Iâve been hit or miss due to school and thereâs also a handful of other AU Iâd love to get back into like the Septic Child Au which lead into the SingleDad!Google AU and I'm sure there are other ones as well)
Now, for Mad and the Nate bois:Â
Mad:Â tortoiseshell Cymric cat
Mare:Â gray tabby American shorthair
Phantom:Â black tuxedo American shorthair
Blank: hedgehog
I know you didnât ask about Blank, but I love that babyI also have Mad and Phantom as the same breed since I tend to have them be siblings and in cat litters the kittens can have drastically different patterns.
Long asks: 29- What would you say is your best quality? and 182- Put your music player on shuffle and write the first ten songs that play:
29: My intelligence, friendly personality, or my desire to help my friends/help them fix what's troubling them which sometimes results in me draining myself/giving pieces of myself away until I'm just totally on E.
182: (this is from my everyday playlist aka video killed the radio)
- Faith by AmaLee ft NateWantsToBattle
- Victorious by NateWantsToBattle
- Alastor's Game by The Living Tombstone
- Crazy Noisy Bizarre Town by NateWantsToBattle
- In Too Deep by NateWantsToBattle ft. RichaadEB
- Emperor's New Clothes by NateWantsToBattle
- Delete Me by NateWantsToBattle
- Re:re by NateWantsToBattle (the short one; not the one that was recently released lol)
Since today(Aug. 27th) is my 21st birthday and Iâve gotten quite a few new followers recently, Iâm gonna do 21 fun facts about Nights.
I once got my tweet read by Amy to MatPat on GTLive and got him to reveal a upcoming theory.
I am autistic and have ADHD, as well as a few other mental issues.
I have a 10 yr old Cavalier King Charles Spaniel named Belle and a 4 yr old white and orange cat named Peanut.
I was valedictorian for my graduating class of my small charter school.
I have two jobs. One as a math tutor/teacher and another as a respite care worker.
I have 3 tattoos and have gotten my nose pierced twice(both closed up).
Bands Iâve met(# of times): Set It Off(2), Twin XL, Night Riots, The Maine(4), Point North, Daisy, Against the Current(2), Ghost Town, The Take Over. Iâm an avid concert goer.
My style ranges from girly flower child to like emo music maniac to fancy goth.
I am a huge anime fan and literally have a Google spreadsheet that is color-coded of every anime I remember watching. Black Butler being my favorite.
I am and have always been a bibliophile/bookworm(I literally got elementary school awards for being a bookworm).
I was born two whole months early! And on my older brothers birthday(7 yrs apart)! My due date was actually Halloween.Â
At one point I owned over 150 Littlest Pet Shops(childhood collection) and nearly 20 Build-a-Bears.
My favorite animal is a wolf, specifically grey wolves. Close contenders are owls, foxes, and tigers.
I have been in both horse therapy and art therapy. I have no memory of being in horse therapy as it was when I was in pre-school and kindergarten.
I changed my name on here from Willow to Nights because Tumblr friends on discord started calling me that and it just stuck.
If I could cosplay as any anime character, Iâd wanna be Maka from Soul Eater.
Iâve been doing SFX Makeup every Halloween since 2017. I learned how to by watching Mykie/ Glam and Gore on Youtube since 2015.
As a kid I always figured Santa wasnât real but I did believe in the Tooth Fairy. Not sure how that logic worked.
My first and only DnD character Iâve ever made is a Chaotic Good Eladrin Elf Druid named Kira Silverrose. Her name stems from a self OC I made when I was 11. This self OC has also gone by the names Moon and Willow but the last name has stayed the same.
I have an Instagram âNightwillow17âł where I irregularly post pictures of my dog and cat.
My favorite color is red, more specifically crimson. It was previously pink, then green, then blue.
Hope you enjoyed some of my weird fun facts. Hope you continue to enjoy my blog.
If you ever want to learn more about me, Nights, then all you have to do is shoot me an ask.