cM| : Marc Schulze - the Fashion Spot
He laughed fondly at the memories the comment about him and Ricky brought up as he continued collecting supplies to assemble the new enclosure.
“Na, it’s the one with the insane seismic activity that seems like it’s gonna blow itself apart any second.” His voice started to echo as he leaned his head into the cabinet looking for his pack of heat bulbs.
Thud.
“Ow!” Squinting and rubbing the back of his head with one hand, still holding the snake in the other, he backs out of the cabinet more carefully.
“Damnit.” Shaking his head he realizes he really needs two hands “Will you hold him for a second? I think the extra bulbs are in New York..”
Kink’s brow furrowed with worry. “And you spent all day there looking for a snake? Rocker, what-” The thud cut him off and he stepped forward to get a look at what was happening.
With a sigh he reached out to gently coax the little reptile into his hands. Mismatched eyes flicked up to Rocker’s face. Unable to hide the fact that the knowledge of where Rocker had been and what could have gone wrong was something he was struggling with a bit. “On your own or..? Did you send one of the bots?”
As soon as the new addition slipped into Kink's hand and Rocker's eyes met his boyfriend's he realized that he had left out important details to ease the others mind.
"I synced my watch with my portal gun and programed it to automatically portal me home safely at a peek level of instability. I also made it so I was unable to chage the parameters until my watch was re-synced with the computer, so I couldn't keep pushing it and stay longer than I should."
Reaching over he rubbed Kink's shoulders and kissed his forehead. "Don't worry love, I'm careful now, I've got something to live for."
He scoffs and puts his free hand on his hip. “Why do you think Ricky is involved! I’m perfectly capable of expanding my flock on my own thank you very much.”
A smirk cracks through his indignit facade and he opens his other hand to show Kink the teeniest of snakes curled up in his palm. “Say hello to Wormy McWorminstien, Duke of Earlham.” His smile beams like a little kid who was followed home by a puppy.
“Earlham is the planet he comes from.. ” Rocker explains moving to pull an empty tank off a shelf “It took me all day to find one!”
K-173′s own hand found his hip and he shot right back. “Because the pair of you have become thick as thieves and seem determined to team up on me these days.“
His gaze flicked down to the tiny little snake in the center of Rocker’s palm, watching an impossibly small tongue flick out to get a sense of the room. With a sigh his hand dropped from his hip and a fondly exasperated smile began to form at the corners of his lips.
“That the planet that’s got all the issues with the toxic air pollution or the one that’s experiencing severe flooding over eighty percent of the land?“ He knew Rocker was partial to rescuing the rare ones that were having a rough go of things on their home worlds and he suspected there might be a story behind the little creature. Aside from ‘he’s cute!‘
He laughed fondly at the memories the comment about him and Ricky brought up as he continued collecting supplies to assemble the new enclosure.
"Na, it's the one with the insane seismic activity that seems like it's gonna blow itself apart any second." His voice started to echo as he leaned his head into the cabinet looking for his pack of heat bulbs.
Thud.
"Ow!" Squinting and rubbing the back of his head with one hand, still holding the snake in the other, he backs out of the cabinet more carefully.
"Damnit." Shaking his head he realizes he really needs two hands "Will you hold him for a second? I think the extra bulbs are in New York.."
“But we haven’t gotten one today, there’s always room for one more!”
Is he suspiciously keeping his hand behind his back? Maybe.
“…“
“What have you dragged home this time? And did Ricky put you up to this or?“
He scoffs and puts his free hand on his hip. "Why do you think Ricky is involved! I'm perfectly capable of expanding my flock on my own thank you very much."
A smirk cracks through his indignit facade and he opens his other hand to show Kink the teeniest of snakes curled up in his palm. "Say hello to Wormy McWorminstien, Duke of Earlham." His smile beams like a little kid who was followed home by a puppy.
"Earlham is the planet he comes from.. " Rocker explains moving to pull an empty tank off a shelf "It took me all day to find one!"
"We should get a pet."
misc. memes: accepting!
“We have pets, rock star. We have a lot of pets.“
"But we haven't gotten one today, there's always room for one more!"
Is he suspiciously keeping his hand behind his back? Maybe.
[ Guess who finally figured out this whole transparent image thing ! hahaha !!]
[Credit to @ricky-y2399 for this art of Rocker which I love <3 ]
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Someday I’ll make something for them…
you created a family for yourself.
i can never hate you and i resent you for that
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a musician's song journal
People always think, that's not me, that's not us. That won't happen to me. We're going to beat the odds. But it doesn't work like that, does it? Even the strongest of ties, bonds of iron it seemed no force could shatter can break. Not from the outside, no. From within. That's what the clichés leave out.
The only force that could break us apart was ourselves.
Have you forgotten me? I've failed at forgetting you. The marks you've left on my spirit can never be cut away. But you know what? That's okay.
I won't see you. I'll never hear your voice again beyond my memories. You've moved on, so have I. Life goes on, but what was doesn’t fade. The fact that we didn't make it, didn't beat those odds. So forever more it seems, these feelings will linger and visit me in my dreams.
If I told you that I loved you Tell me, what would you say? If I told you that I hated you Would you go away? Now I need your help with everything that I do I don't want to lie, I've been relying on you
Fallin' again, I need a pick-me-up I've been callin' you friend, I might need to give it up
I'm sick and I'm tired too I can admit, I am not fireproof I feel it burning me I feel it burning you I hope I don't murder me I hope I don't burden you If I do, I do
If I meet you in the middle maybe we could agree You make me feel little how you're looking at me And you can throw me shade, all it does is just cool me off First it just threw me off, now I'm just moving on
Fallin' again, I need a pick-me-up I've been callin' you friend, I might need to give it up
I'm sick and I'm tired too I can admit, I am not fireproof I feel it burning me I feel it burning you I hope I don't murder me I hope I don't burden you
Swim with me I think I could see the beach I know what's underneath I need you here with me But we're out in the open Swim with me I think I could see the beach Just don't look underneath us I need you here with me but we're out in the open
I'm sick and I'm tired too I can admit, I am not fireproof I feel it burning me I feel it burning you I hope I don't murder me I hope I don't burden you If I do, If I do