Is there even a single person who chooses to side with Nerissa? Like, honestly not just for story telling? Because I can't. Even in playthrough's where my traveller isn't angry or feels betrayed, I just can not agree with her on anything - the Cursa matter or anything regarding the future of the system.
but the twist is that I’m a Lesbian who holds a grudge. Also, I don't find men attractive, but if I was looking at them OBJECTIVELY
This is all tomfoolery, and the people that are ranked low are wonderfully nuanced, and I like them as characters a lot, but you couldn’t make me kiss them if you paid me too.
finished chapter 6 of a6 and very happy to spend time with my favorite space cowboy and have it included in game that addie is a ballet dancer (her skills are still sharp though thank you very much since she practices nearly everyday)
I’m interested to see how the routes are for the other ros if there is more content especially now that we are locking into a route
Luminary is a Damon/Traveller fic that has mutated beyond the 5+1 it was supposed to be (because these idiots won't shut up)
Aurelia’s head snaps in the direction of the noise, her fingers tightening convulsively on his.
Damon squeezes her hand. “Like I said. Just follow my lead.”
Aurelia keeps quiet as he pulls her down the street, her eyes darting in every direction. Not that she notices the pair of Azure Dawn loitering by a noodle stand or the adorable would-be mugger who only backs the hell off when Damon looks him dead in the eye.
It takes a few moments for him to notice the rain framing her rose gold skin has taken on a glow of its own, like one of the hazed-out neon signs framing the street, and the beads of water clinging to her eyelashes shine like tiny stars.
Sure, he’s seen Ryona’s skin glow and dull based on her mood, but Tilaari aren’t common anywhere in the system—especially not on Cursa—and there’s something about Aurelia that makes him look twice.
Damon smooths his thumb over her knuckles, fighting a frown. Her hand is really fucking cold.
Fandom: Andromeda Six
Pairing: Damon Reznor/f!Traveler
Rating: Teen
Summary: Halloween is a good time for some cheap scares.
Words: 1477
Additional Tags: Tilaari Traveler, Halloween, Horror Movies, Mentions of Horror Elements, Mild Gore, Medical Inaccuracies, Blood
Read on AO3
“Blood would not spurt like that.” Ryona said from the couch where she sat sandwiched between Bash and Ayame, waving towards the screen where a B-rated horror movie played. “It’s medically impossible for it to be that violent.”
“I don’t know.” Vexx interrupted, kicking his feet up on the coffee table and leaning into the seat of the metal chair he’d smuggled from the kitchen. A bowl of popcorn sat precariously on his lap. “I’ve seen some interesting blood splatter when people are shot or stabbed. Nothing is impossible, Doc.”
Ryona glared at him, but didn’t say anything else like the fact that she’d seen a lot during her time as an Archangel, opting instead to lean into Bash. Her boyfriend threw an arm over her shoulders, not once taking his gaze from the film. Astrea smirked from where she lay on the floor with Damon, hidden amongst a pile of pillows and blankets. He was stretched out on his back, one arm tucked behind his head while the other was wrapped around her while she rested her head against his chest. His fingers toyed with the edge of the shirt she wore, brushing against her hip every few minutes.
“Why? Why are they doing that?” Ayame asked with a squeak, covering her eyes with her hands, only to peek through her fingers to continue watching. “What is the point of any of this?”
Damon rolled his eyes and Astrea bit her lip to keep from laughing. “The point is to scare yourself.”
“Who wants to be scared on purpose?” Aya pulled her blanket up around her shoulders, hiding beneath the fabric.
“Oh come on, Aya. It isn’t that bad.” Bash pointed at the screen with his free hand, smiling widely until a victim got decapitated. He grimaced at the sight. “Oh, maybe it’s a little much.”
“It’s fake.” Damon muttered, turning his head to graze his lips over Astrea’s hair. “Besides, decapitation is too messy. Better off going for the jugular and being done with it.”
“You are not helping.” Aya snapped, throwing the blanket over her head so she couldn’t see the screen.
“It’s not even that scary.” Vexx stated, stuffing a handful of popcorn into his mouth. “You should lighten up.”
Astrea glanced up at Damon, but he was already watching her, a smirk curling his lips. Without even bothering to shift his gaze to his friend, he waited for the moment when she read his plans in his eyes to open his mouth. “Good thing there aren’t any snakes in tonight’s movie. Otherwise, carrot head would probably piss himself.”
Vexx nearly choked on the food in his mouth. When he managed to clear his throat, he glared in their direction, emerald nothing more than a sliver. “Astrea has a big mouth and I wasn’t scared. It surprised me.”
“You nearly fell into a fountain, Vexx.” Astrea added, only to draw Aya back out from under her blanket in a fit of giggles.
Vexx’s cheeks flared almost as red as his hair. “We’re missing the movie with this stupid shit.”
“Making fun of you is more entertaining.” Damon grinned at him, not even bothering to move an inch from where he was cuddled up with Astrea.
Vexx flipped him off.
All it did was get another laugh out of Damon. Astrea snuggled closer, her fingers trailing down his chest, her focus totally not on the movie and he didn’t mind that fact not one bit.
“Oh!” Ryona’s frown deepened, ignoring the rest of them to wave at the screen. “That’s entirely ridiculous!”
“I think you’re supposed to suspend your disbelief, Ry.” Bash said, a smile twitching his lips that he somehow managed to smother when she glanced at him. “Uh, I mean, it’s all in good fun.”
She sighed, rubbing a finger against her temple. “Yes. I know. I’m sorry.”
“No, keep ripping the film apart.” Aya said, no longer cocooned in the stupid blanket. “It’s not as scary if you destroy it with logic.”
“You’re still going to have nightmares tonight.” Damon called over to her. She threw the remote at him, only for him to grab it midair before it hit either him or Astrea. He held it out mockingly, shaking it a bit to drive home the point.
Astrea pulled the remote from his hands, shifting in order to press a kiss to his cheek. When he glanced down at her, his blue eyes softened the moment he noticed the smile aimed at him. “Let’s just enjoy the movie, okay?”
He returned her smile with a grin of his own. He found it getting increasingly difficult to deny her anything. “Yeah.”
Damon leaned forward, pressing a kiss to her waiting lips. Her responding grunt of delight was reward enough.
Ayame started to gag, getting a laugh from Bash (and most likely an eye roll from Ryona). He ignored them, tangling his hand in Astrea’s silver hair, pulling gasps from her mouth. It was barely a few seconds before Vexx’s entire bowl of popcorn was dumped on their heads, the kernels now covering their hair, their skin, their clothes.
Astrea turned away to sneeze, but Damon’s eyes were for the man standing a foot or two away, a dickish grin on his face. If Astrea wasn’t best friends with him, if she didn’t actually care about what happened to him…
“I’ll fucking kill you.”
“What the hell do you put on that popcorn, Vexx?” Astrea asked, shaking red powder out of her hair, sneezing again. “It hurts my eyes.”
“Chili powder and paprika.” He said with a laugh, moving out of Damon’s reach… not that he couldn’t get him with other means. Like a knife, in the shower, days later.
“You ruined a perfectly good bowl of popcorn!” Ayame shouted from the couch, jumping up to grab the empty bowl, her terror completely forgotten in her exasperation.
Vexx raised an eyebrow, but kept his eyes on Damon. “You can go make more.”
Ayame glared at him, violet eyes flashing dangerously. “I’m talking about the seasoning. It’s an affront to decent food. You heathen.”
“As if you know anything about ‘decent food’.” Vexx shot back, clearly offended. “We’re lucky if we don’t get food poisoning from the crap you make.”
“At least I can still feel my taste buds after I make something to eat.”
“As much as I hate to admit that Vexx has a point,” Damon cut in, getting a withering glare from the pilot. “You eat peanut butter sandwiches, Aya.”
“Don’t forget the jam she buys.” Vexx scrunched his face in disgust, as if he knew anything about the mass produced sugary shit that Ayame consumed on a daily basis.
Ayame chucked the bowl at Vexx and it bounced off of his big head, landing in Bash’s lap as he watched from the couch. “Watch it!”
Ryona cleared her throat loudly, cutting into whatever delightfully detailed insult Aya was cooking up. Which was disappointing, but it gave Damon the chance to dig beneath the blankets as Vexx turned to glance at the doctor, fishing out the little surprise they had for the former K’Merii.
“Hey, carrot head?”
When Vexx turned back around, he was immediately suspicious of Damon’s tone, slanting his eyes as he tried to figure out what he wanted before he asked. He failed. “What?”
“Catch.”
He tossed the object in his hands towards his friend, only for Vexx to realize halfway through attempting to grab it out of the air what it was. A snake.
The scream that came from Vexx’s mouth nearly made Damon lose it, but it was the expression of terror and the way he tripped over his own feet on the way out of the room that did it for him. Damon fell against the pillows in laughter, his breaths coming in short and painful gasps. Aya had joined him in the pile with tears streaming down her face before she buried it in a pillow, muffling the sounds from her mouth.
“That wasn’t nice.” Ryona muttered, but she couldn’t hide the twitch of her lips as she fought a grin, golden eyes on the rubber snake abandoned on the floor. “Can we continue watching the movie now?”
Damon inhaled deeply, willing air back into his lungs. It took a few tries before he could speak again. He stood, hauling Astrea along with him, helping her to pick out a few more pieces of popcorn before tossing it at Aya who was still in tears. “Good luck with that, Ry.” He tossed his arm around Astrea, pulling her tightly against him. “We have a date with a shower.”
A sound of disgust followed them out of the room and he laughed, content to spend his night far away from the idiots as possible. Especially if it meant more alone time with his princess.
Don't mind me, I just needed to sort my A6 fics chronologically because even I am getting lost in Maeve's timeline (you'll understand why if you click the read more).
If anyone's interested, you can also find them all here (recommended if you're not interested in drabbles or want to read the synopses). Maeve is on Damon's route with Vexx as her ex, and I'm planning to build them as a post-game throuple.
Anyway, the full timeline is under the cut. Fics marked as [Short] are drabbles and other flashfics of less than 500 words.
Pre-Canon: Childhood
Tales 1: Still With You • [Mature] • [Short] • [June & Jules]