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#SilverV Week
bloodydragam · 3 months
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In the recordings, Johnny was playing guitar and singing Blistering Love, the show having some 5 minutes left. There was a little pause before the final song, where some parts of the amusement park were shown, some fans shared their experience, and the band was shown taking a breather before the final song. V was lost seeing the recording, which made him laugh.
“You know you have the real thing here, don’t you?” he said while poking at her ribs, and making her jump a bit.
“I know, I know!” she said, “but I always wanted to see a concert of yours live!” she admitted as she kept watching the recording.
“You can see it, but we will be having a lot of things to do there.”
V looked at him with a warm gaze. “What will you want to do first?”
Johnny shrugged, as if he hadn’t been planning things to do with V for days. “First, let’s see if this thing actually works.”
V eyed him as she didn’t believe in his disinterest, looking at him with a playful smile. “Okay, whatever you say.”
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My contribution to the @silverv-week for the amusement park prompt!
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sakuranplays · 3 months
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~ Hotel California ~
SilverV Week's Prompt : No-Tell Motel
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Raindrops splashed against his skin. The damp city glistened with bright lights. Now familiar neon signs greet him.
No-Tell Motel.
The same nightmare again.
All of Johnny Silverhand's senses overwhelmed by sharp and painful grief. It cut through him and under his skin.
Hopelessness washed over him. Dread gnawed at him and he heard the clicking sounds of her heels. He clenched his fist but willed himself until she passed by him.
Blood stained covered her face. Her expression neutral. There was no tears in her eyes. Yet, he felt her fracturing from the inside. The world seemed emptier tonight.
A world absent of Jackie Welles.
What was left of her was a wounded shell of a person that she was. Even as her body moved through the dank deserted hallways, her mind was still in the Delemain cab. Savoring the last memories of Jackie's still warm body against her hand.
Saburo's face appeared on the screens. Johnny spat on the carpeted floor and rushed ahead to match her footsteps.
V waited for a few seconds before she knocked against the sliding door. He memorized every second as she walked to her death.
Alone trapped in coyling room with two snakes.
Grief numbed her down. Everything she felt was concentrated on holding herself together. Her raw nerves were frayed. She was at her most vulnerable and it was clear to her murderers.
Like a broken record.
He followed her into the tiny bathroom. She saw her own face and trembled at Jackie's blood. Something rose within her. Her mind struggled to process. Fierce disbelief at her own failures. An all consuming rage sparked within her depth. She grasped hard on it and lashed out with her bloodstained fist.
Her reflection fractured.
Control wash over her mind and body. She locked her vulnerabilities back inside of her. The expression on her face was neutral again. She washed off Jackie's blood. Nothing slip through the cracks of her cold metal armor.
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But it was never enough. She failed to see the threat to her. Knocked down. Brutalized in mere seconds. Blacked out. She fought through the blinding pain and pried open her eyes. Her rage kept her alive briefly. She yelled her outrage, but it was too late. Her head snapped back.
The bullet struck deep. Her warm blood soaked through her hair. He tasted blood in his mouth. Her blood.
Everything became colorless and emptier than before.
A world without V.
Someone nudged her body to see if she was dead. He didn't catch what the villains said but one of them lifted her body. Her blood soaked the carpet and trailed out of the room. Then she was ruthlessly thrown into a trash compacter. Her body hit a mound of trash.
They disposed her like she was nothing. An afterthought. Alone and unwanted.
It hurt so deep within his deathless soul.
Johnny sifted through the memories until he was hunkered close to her prone form. He breathed through his clenched teeth but kept his eyes on her still form..
Her broken body kept the memories of what happened to her while her mind was silent. There was nothing left. Her precious life snuffed out. Gone in what felt like an eternity.
Even within her dreams, she died again.
Her mind relived her own death. Unprompted. Unwelcome.
Johnny knew she still rested in the real world, but it felt too real. Memories shackled them together in a sick repeating tune. They can do nothing except keep on reliving it.
He felt the tell-tale noise of a municipal drone. Despite the tight space, Johnny gathered her close to him. The thick rusting metal compartment groaned as the drone clamped tight. Almost feel it like his own head instead.
And they were airborne.
Rainstorm shook the metal box from all directions. They both sunk deeper into the filth. He held her the entirety of the journey. Whispering words of comfort and safety. He wondered if he said it for her or just to make him feel better.
The drone dipped hard and suddenly became prone. A loud groan echoed through tiny space. Refuse began to unravel around them.
Johnny gathered her close to his chest. The floor opened up from underneath.
They were in the air and crashed onto a heap of trash filled with metal and questionable materials. The impact knocked him out of breath.
For a long moment, he laid there on his back and was glad that he had caught her this time. They had fallen multiple ways. Sometimes, she slipped out of his embrace. When that happened, he had to go through a mountain of trash to reach her body.
With a low groan, Johnny pushed the metal sheet that had flipped over. He pushed himself up on his elbows and cradled her precious body against his heart.
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arczism · 4 months
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silverv commission for @just-a-cybercroissant
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bishicat · 4 days
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posting this unfinished just cause!!
< the dialogue's from Something's Gotta Give (2003) >
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totentnz · 3 months
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dropped my piercing while trying to clean it and it disappeared into the aether.. guess im going shopping tomorrow
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matapang-coffee · 2 years
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I heard an audio on instagram and i just needed to draw something to it
Watch the reel with audio here
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daceyarik · 2 years
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happy thursday
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sakuranplays · 3 months
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~ Beauty Of the Dark ~
SilverV Week's Prompt : Soulmates Sometimes her dreams melded with her lived experiences but nightmares often breached through in her rest. As if subconsciously, she tried to hold on the memories of the one she loved but it became a cursed pandora box that overflowed.
"Think it was time to stop playing a dead corpse? You're quite heavy, y'know."
It took her awhile then those vibrant eyes stirred. Her eyelids fluttered. Her dark skin was pale with deathly pallor but she began to breathe.
His dreamer mouthed some words soundlessly but he heard her just the same.
"Not dead, yet."
A small sigh escaped from her. The woman turned her head to him. Her headwound was gone but the rest still remained. Strange part of him enjoyed her dressed in blood.
More like the V he know. Even when this one was Arasaka.
"It's you," she whispered. There was a small indignation there. Almost made him chuckle. Her blank expression gave nothing away but her neon eyes were sorrowful. Not quite awake but somewhere in between of her past and present.
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"Expecting someone else?"
Something flittered through her mind. Too bad, he couldn't feel her thought.
"Jackie." Tears welled again in those eyes. Her little voice felt like shattered glass.
"It was too soon, V."
"Missed him so much."
There it was. The unspoken words she reveal so readily to him. Things she would never say aloud when she was awake. Especially not to him.
But this little space was theirs alone. Her secrets became his too.
Johnny touched her soft cheek and brush a stray tear away. The dreamworld around them began to reshape but the landfill still remain. He needed to take her mind off this nightmare.
"You're touching me. It's not allowed."
"What are you going to do about it, hmm?"
A dangerous glint appeared in her eyes.
Yes, it was a dare.
With her mind focused on him, her mindpalace erased the remnant of the landfill. There was only him being the intruder within her sacred space.
They were floating in a sea of starless skies. Her dark hair loose around her shoulders. Wild and glorious with no hint of the rules and restrictions that she imposed on herself. She wore a blood-red dress which matched with the shades on her lips. The scent of warm rose washed over them.
"What are you doing to me?" He murmured. His fingers idly brush against her jawline.
"I could say the same thing to you. I can't escape you even in here. In the dreaming."
Her voice was clear and as calm as the shapeless world around them both. Then she pushed herself until she stradled herself on his lap. The softness of her body molded against his. Her sharp eyes stared at him in accusatory.
He was dead and yet he felt breathless.
"Neither can I. Stuck together. You and me. Us."
A frown appeared and her eyes narrowed in lethal disapproval.
"Why do you always say that?"
"Say what? The truth."
"It was cruel."
Johnny pressed his head against her neck and breathed in her scent. This little heaven of his. He pressed his lips against her jugular but only the barest of touch despite the rush of blood to his head. It was ridiculous for him to be seduced this easily.
"And what wrong with that? Am I not a terrorist? A soldier. A sinner."
"I don't care."
The words was a careless whisper but he caught it. Even if it was just a dream. She would forget about all of this when the morning come. Just a little death.
But death no longer tainted her body. She was warm and completely his. In this little moments between sleep and awakening. He leaned close and inhaled her. Finally, he closed his eyes and allowed let himself to dream with her.
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mallratsys · 1 year
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"The hell are you doing, Di?"
'Just taking some family photos that'll last this time'
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silverv-week · 13 days
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SILVERV WEEK PROMPTS
this event will take place on August 4 - 10, 2024
August 4: Dreams
August 5: Amnesia
August: 6: First Touch
August 7: Betrayal
August 8: Yearning
August 9: Sacrifice
August 10: Home or Free Space
decided for this event to do a combination of angsty and non-angsty prompts!! made sure to still have a free space in case none of the prompts inspire you, but if you still want to post something 💗
you can do one prompt per fanwork or combine multiple!! have fun creating💗
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thedragonary · 3 months
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For my good friend @mail-me-a-snail for SilverV week!
Time lapse under the cut if you’re interested =}
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sleepy-achilles · 2 months
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Here, let me upset your silverV.
Everytime Johnny 'dies' he reawakens in that damn junkyard again. Hit with a wave of deja vu. The situations the same. He's in Vs body. He's rewatching V survive.
But Sleepy, he freaks out and questions who V is when he meets them face to face.
Well yeah, because it isn't his V. The face infront of him changes everytime. The apartment? That's the same. The city? Its the same. But the person he's staring at? It has his partners name, atleast one of them, but its not his partners face staring back at him. It's a scared young merc who's found out they have a week to live, not the hardened merc who's accepted fate.
There's a line in one of their interactions where Johnny comments how night city hasn't changed at all. V questions him on this as it's been 50 odd years since Johnny has seen night city.
And yeah, night city has changed since 50 years ago, but that's not what Johnny means. It's Johnny trying to accept he's living a groundhog life. He gets used to it, accepts the new V, finally get comfortable and then he's back to day one too.
Johnny watches as V makes the same decisions, sometimes different ones as the last V. But it's always the same path. The same three decisions. And he knows there's no way he can change it. He can't save him or his V.
In the odd chance Johnny does have Vs body. He tries his hardest to look for an answer, but everytime he gets close, he dies. He restarts. In this situation, V just simple wakes up in another Vs body, like everytime they die. Not a single memory accept that tugging feeling that they've been here before. And Johnny sees that. Feels it. And wishes he could tell V.
Johnny suffers in silence when V suffers without knowing.
Welcome to Night City.
No one has a happy ending.
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awhalesrider · 3 months
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Going home with a random chick in the bar is the first mistake he made. Later, Prof. Robert Linder will look back on this valuable lesson and realize that it could have been an "experience" rather than a "lesson" - only if he had pretended not to understand what she was asking, and then told her "you are not my type" as usual.
A teacher/student AU smut for free day in silvervweek! @silverv-week
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totentnz · 3 months
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@silverv-week day 2 // amusement park
set in: au: everybody wants to rule the world // a little present for @bishicat :3c
it was johnny's birthday, his first birthday since getting his body back in fact and he had spent the last week trying to figure out what his girlfriend had planned for him - no luck though, she was too sneaky.
"happy birthday!" she was smiling from ear to ear, it was almost as if she liked this day more than he did. it was cute really, to see her this happy and it was the best present he could ask for.
she cupped his face with her hands and pulled him into a kiss, a kiss filled with love and excitement. "so are you 90 now? or 35?" she teased him and rubbed her nose against his, her hands still placed on the sides of his head.
he pressed a quick kiss to her lips. "dunno. what would ya prefer?" he asked as he tried to wriggle out of her grip, she allowed it, to press a kiss to her neck.
she grumbled and moved one of her hands to the back of his head, caressing the skin and playing with his hair. "what are you doing?" she asked and johnny kissed his way down her neck while pulling the fabric of the shirt off her shoulder to reveal more skin for him to kiss. he didnt dignify this question with words but instead slipped his left hand underneath her shirt and to the small of her back to pull her closer. another hum escaped her and he smiled against the soft skin of her neck, dragging his teeth across before biting down softly.
"we got a busy day ahead of us." she tilted her head to look down at him but he wanted more, wanted to taste her again and again, make her moan and gush and blush, spend this special day in bed with her, fucking and cuddling until the sun went down.
johnny felt the quickness of her heartbeat, the slight raise in her bodytemperature and he could swear he smelled her arousal already but all these signs only made her rejection worse. "really? no birthday sex?" he moved his hand down, running his thumb in circles on her hippbone.
"didn't say that." she took a step away from him and moved to put the counter between them. it was moments like these when johnny missed their old connection, he didnt know if he upset her in some way or if the flame between them was already dying out. he picked up his coffee cup, he needed something to hold onto.
he watched her add sugar and synthmilk to her own mug and as though she could still read his thoughts she assured him. "i would love to right now but we got a tight schedule." she grinned at him over the rim of her mug and he nodded. they were more than sex and while this was his day he was happy to indulge her - though his cock thought differently right now.
"so, whats on the agenda?" he asked and took a big sip from his coffee.
"weeeeell," she said in a sing song voice. "remember that rollercoaster we went on?"
"yeah. you repaired it." he raised an eyebrow. the rollercoaster? out of all the places in night city he didnt expect her to take him there. sure, they had shared a few memories in that place but it was plain weird.
"you will find out the rest later." she smiled again, that infectious smile he loved so much about her. that was one of the things that made him glad they no longer shared a body; back then he was unable to see her smile but now it was one of his favourite things and he knew that he was the source of it. finally, after 90 years of existence he made someone happy, genuinely happy and it filled him with joy too.
"we should check on that fortune teller, wanna see if its still spewing that crap."
they went out for breakfast first, then drove to pacifica. sadly the rollercoaster was completely out of order now and the fortune teller was fixed as well.
viv gave the screen a good kick and then turned to him in defeat. "i'm sorry."
he pressed a kiss to her forehead and smiled. "it's fine." flinging his arm around her, he pulled her close. "been gone long enough, i'm sure they are ready." he had finally figured it out, it was pretty obvious thinking about it now.
"-- what?" she looked up at him in shock.
"c'mon babe, oldest trick in the book. ya get me outta the apartment so they can set up the party."
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