(( Good night all I am for sleeps ))

posted 40 minutes ago @ 16 Apr 2014 with 2 notes
xooc

mykaal:

dark-blue-mondays:

Harrison smiles as he reads the letter.  It’s so good to hear from Mykaal and to hear that he’s recovering.   Then he gets to the part about the other blue man being jealous and he sighs.  He’s glad to hear that Mykaal is over it, and his acknowledgement that it was irrational.  Dealing with the other blue man when he was in one of his jealous moods was profoundly irritating for Harrison.   It was as though nothing his said could stem his friend’s irrational jealousy.  Now at least he knew why.   

He pulled out a piece of heavy stationary with his name embossed in silver at the top, and began to write a reply.  

Dear Mykaal.

You have no idea how relieved I was to get your letter.  I’ve been worried about you, but also trying to give you space to process your break up with Megamind.  I don’t know if he told you, but he came here the night it happened and Wayne and I took care of him.   We’ve been keeping an extra tight eye on him since you left, but we had no idea you were sick.  It sounds horrible.  I loathe being ill, especially dealing with human doctors.   I wish you a speedy recovery and hope  that you’ll be well enough to travel soon.  You’re always welcome in our home. 

I hope you’re well enough by fall.  You may note a save the date card enclosed with this letter.   It would mean so much to both of us to have you there for our wedding.  You never have anything to fear as far as me taking Megamind from you; I have the man of my dreams and we’re getting quite excited for the wedding. 

 I miss you and so does Wayne.   Can you receive visitors?   Or gifts?  Wayne and I may overwhelm you with both if you let us. 

Your friend,

HD

Mykaal smiled to himself as he read the letter, on the evening before he was to have the first of his regenerative treatments. He was glad to hear that his friends missed him — and that Harrison held no grudge against him for his irrational jealousy, for his fear. He thought about waiting until after the regen to respond, but decided that now was as good a time as any.

Dear Harrison,

I’m glad to hear that you took care of Megamind, and that you still consider me your friend. Someday, we should sit down and have a long talk, just to get to know each other a little better, and understand how we relate to the men in our lives. I truly believe that understanding is the key to any good relationship, and I want all of us to be friends, without the shadows of past problems clouding things between us.

Right now, I’m preparing for the first of the regen treatments that are planned to accelerate my healing. Fortunately, I only have to deal with two human doctors, both of whom are people I trust who I have also trained in many of the advanced techniques I learned from the records of our people. So far, only Megamind has been allowed to come see me — and that because I didn’t give the doctors any choice! — but if all goes as planned, I should be able to have other visitors shortly after this first stage is completed. As for gifts…. I’ve been inundated with cards and flowers and plants and stuffed toys and balloons and all sorts of other things from the people of my Metrocity, ever since they became aware how sick I was, and that I had very nearly died. Considering how bad things had gotten before I moved over to your dimension for most of the last year, their concern has actually been quite touching — though not as touching as the concern of friends.

It was concern for your safety that kept you and Megamind in the dark for most of these past months, but now that we know for certain that it’s safe for you to come here, I’d love to see you and Wayne again, when I’m allowed to have more visitors. I’m hoping that will be sometime around or shortly after Easter. I understand that Minion and Madeleine are planning some sort of special brunch that day, so perhaps you could come then, if you don’t have other plans. (We don’t celebrate for the religious reasons, mind you, just for the food. And the candy. :D)

I will certainly let you know how the phase one regen turns out, though I’m sure you’ll understand if I want to see Megamind first! This step will be over in a little more than a day from now, and if I can, I’ll text you with the results. Until then, take care.

Your friend,

Mykaal

Harrison fired off a quick note on the same thick stationary.  

Absolutely.   Wayne and I have no plans for Easter and we love brunch.  Do you mind if I ask about the menu?  Wayne hates to ask for special food but I also know he doesn’t care for ham.  Something about the fat content in ham doesn’t agree with his alien biology or his taste buds, I’m not sure which.  

Spend as much time as you want with your Mega Man and keep me informed about your progress.  Call or text whenever.  Unless I’m in the middle of a hostile takeover, I’ll be sure to answer my phone!

Yours in love and friendship,

HD

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xLetters from Mykaal

justiceisanoncorrosivemetal:

dark-blue-mondays:

justiceisanoncorrosivemetal:

dark-blue-mondays:

"Did you ever think that maybe I’d be good for you?" Harrison retorted, a bit more forcefully than he intends.  Wayne isn’t the only one biting back tears.  A considerable part of him is saying to give up so he can retreat with some of his dignity intact.  But like any blue man he’s stubborn….

"Wayne, I can’t promise you forever, but I can tell you that for all the people I’ve fucked and all the relationships barely entered, you’re the one I can’t get out of my mind.  You in all your glory, with your styled hair, your amazing body, your kind open personality and god I love when you blush it drives me insane…” Harrison whispered. “I used to lay awake in the terrible lumpy beds in rehab missing your arms around me until I cried myself to sleep.  I was a fool to ever let you go.  If you need time, I can wait.  Give you time to see a therapist.  But Wayne, I don’t want to let you go again.”   

Okay, now he was pleading, wasn’t he? What was wrong with him?  Harrison was never like this, but he’d never felt like this either. It hurt, God it hurt.

[Some part of him doubts Harrison’s words, wondering, if the other man had missed him so much, how could Mr. Drake have went that long without contacting him? He’s not sure at all that he could have done so if their roles had been reversed. But Harrison’s description of him, that does mean a lot. There’s just so much to all of this, so much to process on both sides of things, that there’s no way Wayne can make up his mind right now.]

[The therapist, though that offers him both time to sort himself out and the time to see how genuine things are. And a therapist, at least may be able to prevent him from doing something stupid if things don’t work out. That, is perhaps the most deciding factor.] If you’re willing to wait, then I’m willing to try.

Harrison’s expression softens and now it’s really difficult not to cry. “You’re worth waiting for,” he says hoarsely.  God, he wants to pull Wayne close and kiss him.   His strong jaw and delicate eyelids.  He wants to kiss away the pain and self-denial.  But he promised slow.  Making out in a coffee shop is not slow.  

"Maybe I could call you sometime?  See how you’re doing?  As a friend," he added hastily.  

[Wayne reaches out and grasps Harrison’s hand, running his thumb over the back of it. He hasn’t been one for touch since his original breakdown, but he can manage this small gesture just fine.] I would be okay with that. And we can hang out too sometimes. I just… I need to be sure that I’m not going to be bad for you before we really get into anything.

Harrison gives Wayne a heartfelt smile.  ”I’d like that a lot,” he replies, wrapping his other blue hand around Wayne’s.  ”Maybe next weekend we could have brunch?  Less pressure than dinner and we can dress down.”  A hint of playfulness was in his tone.  ”It’s absolutely not a date if someone is wearing sweatpants.”

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xRP After All This Time
dark-blue-mondays said:
[TXT MSG: I'm so sorry love but something's come up at work. I have no idea when I'll be home. Eat dinner without me and know I love you]

justiceisanoncorrosivemetal:

[Wayne sighs at that. Well, there goes his plans. Harrison will likely be home too late and be too tired for such things. Oh well.]

[Text] I love you too. Be safe and give ‘em hell.

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xRP Daylight Robbery

codeoftheforest:

dark-blue-mondays:

codeoftheforest:

Somewhere during the challenge Karaa connected her second laptop to the first one. She needed more power for this. Cracking her fingers again, she pushed few holographic strands of hair behind her ear and turned off the auto-program she set to try and crack some of the codes while she was connecting the laptops. 

She gave the data’s a quick over look and noticed the heavy fortification getting raised up over some data. Her curiosity spiked up. It could mean two things. Either this was a device to get her attention and lock her out. OR this was something REALLY important and she had to see it. She bit her lips, unsure which it could have been.

She got pretty deep in the system, considering how good the codes were. Probably deeper than other hackers did before or could. At least that was what she assumed and she could NOT let herself lose. Not yet. 

The green skinned hacker quickly turned back the auto-program on and set it to try and destroy the fortified code with the brutal force she used so far, while she herself returned to the careful player mode. 

If Harrison was trying to trick her… She will try and trick him again. Karaa swallowed heavily. She was slowly running out of time, the shop probably will start closing in couple hours. 

One last trick then. Careful. Like the first time she entered this data base.

"Come on, come on," Harrison mutters.  And then it comes, hard and brutal.  Like he said earlier, inelegant.  Which makes this hacker particularly susceptible to the blue man’s elegant mind.  He fights the first few waves of incursions, then abruptly stops.  Gives up.  He lets the hacker into the useless files and with a gulp of his cooling coffee, puts all his force into rebuilding the hole the hacker just punched.  Essentially trapping his attacker  in that useless corner of his mainframe.   

The auto-program biped when it could not break through the code it was trapped inside. Karaa quickly wrote a self destruct command on it with a delay. It would not harm the system it was in, only degenerate and turn into useless cluster of coding. So it was a trap. Good, good. Let Harrison think he got her.

The fact that she will have to write another auto-program wasn’t making especially happy. The coding, even if useless after it self-destructs, will still hold some characteristics that may lead to her. Plus writing a new one will be a bitch to do.

Meanwhile she was finishing the fine work of her own. She was no longer breaking through the codes. She didn’t have more time for this. Her phone pinged with the current state of her banking accounts in few banks that were in the ‘tax free paradise’ places. She also had some information on his company copied. She’ll see later what of it will be actually useful. It was enough for today. 

One last click of a key on her keyboard and it was done. The places with the weakest codes were now landmines. A simple chain reaction virus that will set Drake’s computer systems in chaos for few days at best, it will first black out then present them a Maneki Neko waving to them with a text: GAME OVER INSERT COIN. Blue man will have goblins run across his screens for some time. But nothing too damaging. More of a joke than actual virus. 

She chuckled relaxing and finished drinking some warm chai tea. Then started to pack. She had to bail. 

"Got you, you sonnofabitch," Harrison muttered, then immediately his face fell.  Shit, shit, the code was degrading itself.   Fucking trojan horse hacker tricks!  He should have seen that coming.  He was able to isolate a few key strands, which he planned to study extensively.   Until then there was nothing to do but clean up the mess.   He found several landmines and isolated a few key areas to quarantine.  He didn’t seen any more bugs or viruses, but that doesn’t mean they weren’t there.

  “Fuck fuck shit motherfucker,” he mumbled to himself as one of the little packages was tripped and the cutesy little icon scampered across his screen.   The good news was that he was pretty sure this attacker was out.  The bad being that this was going to be a bitch to clean up.   

He sighed and picked up the phone, texting his mate.   [TXT MSG: I’m so sorry love but something’s come up at work.  I have no idea when I’ll be home.  Eat dinner without me and know I love you]

Then he tossed the phone on his desk in frustration.  It was going to be a long night.  

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xRP Daylight Robbery xend?

dani-kin:

thoughtful-raven:

So weekend before last, on Saturday (April 5th) at around 9 pm we went to Merry Annes on Neil Street in Champaign, IL. I had brought in my tin of markers to doodle with and as we were leaving I accidentally left them sitting on the table.

There were 36 Copic markers inside, a couple cheap mechanical pencils, two pink erasers, and two sepia tone Micron pens inside. I’ve called Merry Anne’s three times to be sure it wasn’t in lost and found and no dice. Someone has walked off with them.

I won’t lie, it was very valuable stuff totaling almost $200 in art supplies  and represented about 6 months worth of collecting, along with my birthday and Christmas present from my husband. 

If anyone has seen them, or knows someone who has, please send me an ask. I’d very much like to have them returned.

PLEASE reblog widely and help my friend find her markers!  No questions asked as long as we get them back!  

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xsignal boost

justiceisanoncorrosivemetal:

dark-blue-mondays:

justiceisanoncorrosivemetal:

[As soon as Harrison starts to orgasm, Wayne shifts his hold so that he can slip the smaller man down onto his lap. He takes his hand off of his mate’s ass so that he can line himself up. While Harrison’s ass is still clenching and flexing, he slowly presses in, groaning loudly at the feeling. With how Harrison is still leaning against the glass and how he’s kneeling, he doesn’t quite have the right leverage to thrust properly. Moving carefully, Wayne stands up and steps away from the wall, then begins to rock into his lover’s shuddering hole. It takes some real effort to restrain himself from just rutting into Harrison after all this.]

Harrison is so consumed by his orgasm, his eyes shut and his head tilted back, that he doesn’t even notice Wayne moving him.  Then his mate is entirely sheathed inside him, drawing one last strangled cry fro the blue man — as well as one last shot of cum.  

He manages to open his eyes somewhat, but they are still half-lidded.  He feels practically weightless as Wayne takes him completely, as though Harrison is nothing more than his little plaything.  Wayne’s dick in his ass pulls the blue man between the relaxation of his afterglow and the tension of being fucked once again.   All he can do is stretch his legs up to Wayne’s shoulders as his mate claims his quivering blue body for his own.

[He slowly rocks into his mate, using their link to judge how well Harrison is handling it, since the smaller man is still very much out of it. It’s certainly a unique feeling having Harrison so complacent in his grip, it’s empowering in a way he hadn’t figured he’d like, but there’s still that part of him that wants to make sure that his partner is enjoying it.]

[For the moment, he focuses on his own pleasure, speeding up his thrusts once he’s sure that he’s not feeling any concerning pain or protest from Harrison. There’s nothing quite like taking a partially cum-slicked hole that’s recovering from release and it’s something that they are definitely going to have to try again when they are back to themselves. At the very least, he wouldn’t mind being that hole.]

[Wayne adjusts his angle ever so slightly so that he thrusts against Harrison’s prostate very deliberately, trying to get a measure of where his lover’s headspace is at currently.] You with me yet, love?

Harrison’s eyes nearly roll back up in his head when Wayne starts jackhammering away at him like that.   “Yes, yes!” he moans dizzily, a gutteral response to the pleasure of being filled when he’s sloppy and damn near boneless.  He reaches out to grab Wayne’s beefy arm — not to steady himself since he knows the larger man would never drop him — but because even with everything he wants to feel those firm muscles rippling braced under his delicate blue hands.  

Then Wayne hits that spot.  Oh that perfect spot!   Harrison’s eyes are open now, though his expansive brain is just on the edge of overload.  ”A-always,” he gasps as his lover sees to the blue man’s pleasure as well as his own.  And just to show he means it, he clenches his taut blue hole as tight as he can, fluttering it around his mate’s confident cock.

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xRP Flip the Coin

justiceisanoncorrosivemetal:

dark-blue-mondays:

justiceisanoncorrosivemetal:

Harrison… [The other man has a lot of good points, enough to chip at the wall he’s build up. Wayne closes his eyes a takes a deep breathe, steeling himself so that he can speak without allowing himself to cry.] Harrison, you don’t understand. Last time we broke up, I was certain that it was because I was meant to be alone and that wasn’t helped by the fact that things didn’t work out with another blue man. I don’t know that I will be able to handle another break up. I put a crater in the beach after you broke up with me last time, what would I do if I’m finally given enough proof that I’m meant to be alone for the rest of my life? I don’t know which sort of haunted future is worse, never knowing what could have been or knowing what can never be.

[He finally opens his eyes, meeting the blue man’s eyes with his own sad, self-hating ones.] I can fake it for the rest of the city, but I’m not healthy, Harrison. If there’s one thing us running into one another has done, it’s made me see that. Maybe I really should get back into therapy, but until then, I really don’t think I’d be good for you.

"Did you ever think that maybe I’d be good for you?" Harrison retorted, a bit more forcefully than he intends.  Wayne isn’t the only one biting back tears.  A considerable part of him is saying to give up so he can retreat with some of his dignity intact.  But like any blue man he’s stubborn….

"Wayne, I can’t promise you forever, but I can tell you that for all the people I’ve fucked and all the relationships barely entered, you’re the one I can’t get out of my mind.  You in all your glory, with your styled hair, your amazing body, your kind open personality and god I love when you blush it drives me insane…” Harrison whispered. “I used to lay awake in the terrible lumpy beds in rehab missing your arms around me until I cried myself to sleep.  I was a fool to ever let you go.  If you need time, I can wait.  Give you time to see a therapist.  But Wayne, I don’t want to let you go again.”   

Okay, now he was pleading, wasn’t he? What was wrong with him?  Harrison was never like this, but he’d never felt like this either. It hurt, God it hurt.

[Some part of him doubts Harrison’s words, wondering, if the other man had missed him so much, how could Mr. Drake have went that long without contacting him? He’s not sure at all that he could have done so if their roles had been reversed. But Harrison’s description of him, that does mean a lot. There’s just so much to all of this, so much to process on both sides of things, that there’s no way Wayne can make up his mind right now.]

[The therapist, though that offers him both time to sort himself out and the time to see how genuine things are. And a therapist, at least may be able to prevent him from doing something stupid if things don’t work out. That, is perhaps the most deciding factor.] If you’re willing to wait, then I’m willing to try.

Harrison’s expression softens and now it’s really difficult not to cry. “You’re worth waiting for,” he says horsely.  God, he wants to pull Wayne close and kiss him.   His strong jaw and delicate eyelids.  He wants to kiss away the pain and self-denial.  But he promised slow.  Making out in a coffee shop is not slow.  

"Maybe I could call you sometime?  See how you’re doing?  As a friend," he added hastily.  

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xRP After All This Time
dark-blue-mondays said:
Harrison's alarm goes off at 4am for a conference call with London, and he leans over to give Wayne a small kiss on the cheek before he gets out of bed. When the hero wakes up hours later, there is an enormous vase of blue and white flowers on the kitchen island. The note reads "I'd much rather be in bed with you baby, All my love, HD"

justiceisanoncorrosivemetal:

[Having only been in bed for about two hours, Wayne barely stirs with the alarm and the kiss. It means that he’s a little surprised to wake up later on his own to an empty bed. Once he goes into the kitchen for breakfast, though he can’t help but smile softly at his mate’s thoughtfulness. He’ll have to make sure that Harrison knows how much he appreciates it when the blue man comes home.]

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xharrison/wayne
the-suit-man:

Mens fashion, suits, and menswear inspiration! http://the-suit-man.tumblr.com/

the-suit-man:

Mens fashion, suits, and menswear inspiration! http://the-suit-man.tumblr.com/

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xharrison's closet

louder-with-passion:

I want to prove a point to a friend, do reblog please if it’s perfectly ok for muses to not get along, to fight, and to be enemies but muns can get along just fine. 

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xooc xI love harrisons enemies xshoutout to Nobody and Alixon in particular

(( I have an early morning tomorrow and a long day with work then babysitting my friend’s son until like midnight so his parents can go to a concert.  I’ll bring my laptop so maybe I can play after he goes to bed.  Good night all! ))

posted 1 day ago @ 15 Apr 2014 with 2 notes
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xharrison drake
davidzorkboy:

Aaaawwww… so cute!!

davidzorkboy:

Aaaawwww… so cute!!

reblogged 1 day ago @ 14 Apr 2014 with 510 notes via/source
xharrison/wayne

mykaal:

Where do I begin? I’m sorry to have been out of touch for so long, but as I know that Megamind has told you why I left and what’s happened to me since, I hope you’ll understand and will forgive me. After being virtually comatose for months, I haven’t had the strength to do much more than think, not only about my illness, but about mistakes I’ve made and how they may have affected all the people I care for, both in my own dimension and in yours.

First, I want you to know that my health is slowly improving, and will soon improve more quickly, thanks to help from Megamind. Second, I want to assure you that this illness, while quite severe, is not communicable, nor is it a flaw in our genes. It was a combination of a disease I contracted that was exacerbated by my frequent traveling between dimensions. I can give you the technical details later, if you wish, but suffice it to say that all the issues that created this “perfect storm” have been identified, and have been or will be corrected very soon. They do not present a danger to Megamind or any of you who may travel here, and in the future, they will do no further harm.

Third, I need to let you know that I never intended to “break up” with Megamind. I know that he thinks of it that way, but all I really wanted was to give him a chance to have things he might want but didn’t pursue because of my presence. I realize now that the physical disease had been affecting my judgment for some time before I reached the crisis phase around the beginning of the year. I love him more than I know how to say, but I couldn’t shake the fear that I was somehow holding him back, keeping him from a destiny that was meant to be his. It never even occurred to me that maybe I was meant to be his.

I also need to confess that I was growing more and more jealous of you, Harrison. I know that you would not come between him and me, but in my increasingly distressed state of mind, all I could see was your confidence, your experience, and your ability to go after what you want and get it — and I knew that you wanted him, for Wayne if not for yourself. I held that up against my terrible track record of one failure after another, and became more and more terrified that I would lose Megamind, no matter what I did. Flirting became something much more than a harmless game in my confused mind, and I guess I finally became so afraid, I ran away before I could fail yet again and have my heart broken.

I don’t blame you or him for any of this. I know that this was a fantasy, not reality, and that my fears were not based in anything rational. Even though I’m a physical wreck right now, I’m thinking more clearly — though I’ll admit, my emotions are still pretty fragile. Please forgive me for my stupid worries and any hurt I may have caused to either of you. I treasure the friendships I’ve had with both of you, and hope that they will manage to survive this mess I’ve made of my life.

Oh, and if he didn’t tell you yet, Megamind has come over to visit me. I think things are on the mend between us now, and I can’t tell you how much having him back in my life has helped me. In a few weeks, the doctors here will begin putting me through a series of regeneration treatments that, along with some follow-up physical therapy, will bring me back to almost complete health in a relatively short time. So if you’re still planning your wedding for this fall and I’m still invited, I’ll be delighted to attend!

Minion is giving me a look that says I’d better finish this up so I can eat lunch and take a nap — both of which are actually good ideas, since I’m still very thin and weak. I’m going to have Alfred deliver this directly to your penthouse. He has the coordinates from his previous visits, and I know he can be trusted to wait patiently and behave himself until one of you arrives. I just hope he doesn’t set off your security systems and get you and all your guards worried over nothing!

Stay well, both of you. I hope to hear from you soon.

Fondly yours,

Mykaal

Harrison smiles as he reads the letter.  It’s so good to hear from Mykaal and to hear that he’s recovering.   Then he gets to the part about the other blue man being jealous and he sighs.  He’s glad to hear that Mykaal is over it, and his acknowledgement that it was irrational.  Dealing with the other blue man when he was in one of his jealous moods was profoundly irritating for Harrison.   It was as though nothing his said could stem his friend’s irrational jealousy.  Now at least he knew why.   

He pulled out a piece of heavy stationary with his name embossed in silver at the top, and began to write a reply.  

Dear Mykaal.

You have no idea how relieved I was to get your letter.  I’ve been worried about you, but also trying to give you space to process your break up with Megamind.  I don’t know if he told you, but he came here the night it happened and Wayne and I took care of him.   We’ve been keeping an extra tight eye on him since you left, but we had no idea you were sick.  It sounds horrible.  I loathe being ill, especially dealing with human doctors.   I wish you a speedy recovery and hope  that you’ll be well enough to travel soon.  You’re always welcome in our home. 

I hope you’re well enough by fall.  You may note a save the date card enclosed with this letter.   It would mean so much to both of us to have you there for our wedding.  You never have anything to fear as far as me taking Megamind from you; I have the man of my dreams and we’re getting quite excited for the wedding. 

 I miss you and so does Wayne.   Can you receive visitors?   Or gifts?  Wayne and I may overwhelm you with both if you let us. 

Your friend,

HD

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xletters to mykaal