#the-mind-of-xelyn

[shotdownbutstillalive]

MUN'S  FAVOURITES.  Tag  10  people  you  want  to  know  better !

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Favorite color(s): Purple, but I also look really good in green

Song stuck in your head: I'm Heading Out (Of My Mind) by Dan Bull

Last song you listened to: Soliton by Steam Powered Giraffe

3 favorite foods: I've gotta agree with Xelyn on the sushi, then stroganoff, and also right now mochi has been a go to treat

Dream trip: Getting my passport and seeing some of Canada would be nice, and then I'd get a chance to visit one of my cousins who lives in Washington state too

Anything I want rn: A better desk. The one I have now is way too small for how I use it

Tagged by: @silver-blooded-synthetics

Tagging: @desolationtrial, @pl1200, @bleedingviolet, @detroitstokenasshole, @sacrificedforthecause, @the-wonder-wall

and anyone else that want's to try too! I tried not to tag if I saw someone else already tagged you <3

#silver blooded synthetics #desolationtrial #pl1200 #bleedingviolet #detroitstokenasshole #sacrificedforthecause #the wonder wall #dash games #I think that's everyone

[silver-blooded-synthetics]

get to know the author!

name : Xelyn (zay-lin)

pronouns : he/him

preference of communication : preferably through discord for mutuals and tumblr IMs for anyone else.

most active muse : according to my thread tracker, currently Errol has the most threads right now

experience / how many years : I have about 15 years experience with RP, but only close to four years experience writing on tumblr

best experience : all of it? I don't know, I just really enjoy fanboying over my muses with mutuals and getting to know their muses too. It's fun writing up amazing stories with amazing people.

rp pet peeves : callout posts, cancel culture, vague posting, and people who can't fucking communicate properly and are passive aggressive or won't say what they really mean.

fluff, angst, or smut : yes? All three please, though, I have to admit, I'm a sucker for angst. Just sprinkle a little fluff in there with the angst, enough that it doesn't get too overwhelming, and smut is always fun, though admittedly, takes a lot of energy for me because I worry about writing it well.

plots or memes : both work well for me, though plots help a little bit more so I know what I'm getting into, even if it's just something short like "hey I have this little idea, do you want to see where it takes us" type thing.

long or short replies : I prefer longer ones, but that's because I don't know how to shut up and I like reading. However, short ones are good for when I have less energy. So both are good. Anywhere between 2 and 6 paragraphs tends to be the sweet spot for me. But I can do more. Less... eh, I can, but it usually feels hollow, if that makes sense? Like it's not going anywhere fast enough when it's just one liners or something super short.

time to write : I usually write in the evenings and nights, between 10pm and 1am. That's when I'm most awake and my brain works best, at least most of the time. Other factors can change that though, like if I had a bus day or something. I don't have a set schedule, so I just write when I feel like it.

are you like your muses : In some ways, yes, in others, no. I put a little piece of myself into all of my muses, but the are very much their own people, separate from me. I give them a voice, but they have minds of their own, I swear, lol. I love them though.

Tagged by: @mere-lullaby

Tagging: anyone who wants to.

#dash games #ooc

[detective-with-one-arm]

Technologic Extra Terrestrial - Closed Starter w/ @the-mind-of-xelyn‘s Alien!Alma & Rachel

It was a late night. The sun had gone down, cloaking the western hemisphere in darkness. The sky would be alight with stars were it not for the city’s copious amounts of light pollution.

But the night was still peaceful. Cool. Crisp. And Rachel was comfortably seated in her home. Bear was happily snoozing by her chair in he kitchen, a desk lamp on the table in absence of lighting. Not that she was out of electricity, but it just seemed like an easier and more comfortable environment than the harsh lighting of the other lights.

The woman was reading. Or, more accurately, rereading one of her favourite book series. She was reading Silverwing. It was a short series, with three books and a prequel book set in the prehistoric period and instead of starring bats, it starred chiropters, the ancient precursor to bats.

She had some music on in the background playing from her wireless speaker. Nothing with lyrics, just some easy listening instrumental music. It was calm and soothing and mainly featured contemporary piano arrangements.

Rachel didn’t pay much attention to it...until it began to stutter. With static.

Which was odd. Because her speaker was connected via bluetooth to her phone. It wasn’t connected to the radio.

Before she could even react, Bear suddenly stood to attention and growled, barking loudly and rushing to the backyard sliding door. “Bear! Shush! What are you barking at?!” It was late at night and the last thing she wanted was attention or a noise complaint from the neighbours.

“Oh my God!”

Though, once she looked in the yard, she felt her chest constrict. There was a hulking figure standing upright in the grass. For a moment in her fear, Rachel was afraid Howard had finally decided to break into her home to do God knew what to her. Until she realized that this silhouette looked nothing like Howard.

For one thing, it was much taller and she was pretty sure Howard didn’t glow.

Once it noticed her, she froze. It faced her, and in the cool light of both its markings and the warm light of her desk lamp, she could see an outline of the creature. And her fear began to subside.

It was there, but it was beginning to be replaced with intrigue rather than fear. Nevertheless, she retained her sense of caution. She was fascinated, but cautious still. “Oh my God...” She muttered when the creature’s form became clearer. Whatever it was, it wasn’t human.

But she couldn’t help but have the distinct feeling it wasn’t an android, either. She wasn’t sure what it was, and she wasn’t quite sure she wanted to find out what it was just yet.

For now, she didn’t make any sudden moves or sounds, holding Bear close by the collar so he wouldn’t trigger its attack. She only stared at it, hoping it wasn’t a hostile creature.

#the-mind-of-xelyn #[technologic extra terrestrial] #rp thread start #alien!alma #dbh ocs #dbh rp #dbh #rp #{Rachel}

[pcsitivibee]

positivity for @the-mind-of-xelyn : So many great muses and so many great ideas. Not to mention incredibly easygoing and understanding and just overall fun, kind, and creative. A fantastic friend and writing partner.

#🐝・゜゜・bee positive! #the-mind-of-xelyn

[androidvixen]

@the-mind-of-xelyn

"Fascinating. I won't survive the blast, but I still think it's worth looking into. I always wanted to turn into star dust and take my place among the other gods."

“Honestly the amount of ego going on here I’m surprised you made it out of your own house.” She narrowed her eyes. “Or died under it’s weight. What do you want Kamski?”

#the-mind-of-xelyn #norths distrust is a mile long

[generic-connor]

@the-mind-of-xelyn || Peppermint Connor comes to visit his new neighbors!

It was a recent development that Connor-40 found himself living on his own. He was the one who made the decision, sort of. His choice had only been made after he’d been told in precise terms that he wasn’t welcome to live with Hank and Detective Connor forever (to his dismay at the time,) but now he was getting used to it. Whatever the circumstances that led to his current state of affairs, he was glad for it. While he had been initially terrified of even a cursory level of independence, now, he was growing more and more accustomed to it.

He hummed happily as he cleaned his already clean apartment in New Jericho’s living quarters, taking special care to wipe down a little ceramic cactus he’d picked up the other day, with the intention of gifting it to Detective Connor, when he saw him again. The little living space was sparse, decorated here and there with the things he’d collected; a watercolor painting he’d done himself hung on the wall adjacent to his kitchen, a bright purple orchid was thriving on his countertop, with a little cactus beside it, and his couch was covered with a bright blue throw blanket and two light blue pillows to compliment. 

It was fair to say he was rather pleased with himself and his accomplishments, as well as the help he’d received along the way. “No man is an island entire of itself,” he read recently. The line resonated with him, inspired him to reach out, and oddly, encouraged him further into his budding sense of independence. It was with this in mind, and considering that he had not yet introduced himself to every single one of his neighbors, that he left his apartment in pursuit of new acquaintances. 

The door directly to his left was a great place to start, as good as any, so he knocked, politely. A timid looking android with large scars across his face answered the door, and Connor answered back with a broad smile. “Hello! My name is Connor. I’m your new neighbor. It’s very nice to meet you,” he smiled warmly, completely unabashed.

#peppermint connor #the-mind-of-xelyn #it's me; connor! your new neighbor

[howtodisassembleyourdeviant]

9- Is there anything you want to do with your muse that you haven’t yet?

Questions about the Muse

There are many things I want to do with my muse, I just can’t think of them all right now. lol 

I did want to do a plot where Connor has to travel somewhere by plane. I still don’t know how traveling outside of North America would work for an android (The laws might have changed for America, but it never says the rest of the world will agree), but I’m thinking maybe for a vacation. Something that already has him on edge, then you stick him on a plane with his phobia of heights, and the whole time he’s trying to calm down and keep his stress low so he doesn’t do something stupid but it’s too high for him to enter stasis on his own. Then there’s the stress of being so far away from a Cyberlife store that has available RK800 compatible parts so he’ll be afraid to leave his room and just being a downright downer, feeling super guilty, and wishing he would have just stayed home. Maybe the other muse finds a way to keep him calm, convince him to leave the hotel room, or stays with him to offer further comfort so he doesn't feel so shitty. 

#A-Muse Meme #the-mind-of-xelyn

[an-unlikely-duo]

Have you ever been jealous over a ship a mutual of yours and another mun have with their muses?

Guilty as Charged meme

[Yes, I’m a very jealous person, if you ship with me, you can be 100% sure I am jealous of every other ship you have! 

But I’m also an adult and know people are allowed to ship with other people. I don’t let my jealousy get the better out of me, usually.. It does happen.. sometimes ...  I’m not proud of it and I’m sorry if I hurt someone. I will always own up to my mistakes without making up excuses. Emotions can be hard to deal with but that doesn’t mean we have to be assholes about it.]

#operator voice || ooc #the-mind-of-xelyn #curiosity killed the cat || answered ask

[wearera9-a]

Infiltration || @the-mind-of-xelyn

The deviant hunter never could have predicted this outcome. He was meant to infiltrate the deviant hideout to learn of their plans and goals to relay to CyberLife, a spy from within to stop the spread of the virus circulating through machines. Connor would have thought it would be better and more efficient to wipe them out by destroying their hideout but his orders contradicted it and he knew it was an order Amanda wouldn’t let him take in his own hands to change to suit the company. It was hard enough to try and find the location, resulting in a deviant being destroyed as he got the information from it. He could see why destroying the hideout would be problematic, it was hard to get data from one deviant, let alone a swarm of them and destroying them all would make finding any others all the harder. Especially if they flock to this one area.

He pulled the beanie down over his LED as he walked across the street, no one knew he was a machine, it was odd to think about, almost wrong in a way. He knew he should be wearing his uniform, even using something like an escalator had a sense of warning in his software. He could break laws if it meant furthering his mission but it didn’t stop the warnings in his vision as he did it. If CyberLife wanted him to break the laws, they should at least give him a way to turn off the notifications, they made it harder to go about his mission but he couldn’t comment on it. It wasn’t in his programming and he knew why they were there, he was going against what he was programmed in order to do what he was ordered. It was fine though, he had his orders he needed to execute. 

He stopped at his destination, Jericho, the place the deviants hid. He needed to try and convince them, gain their trust and relay the information. It couldn’t be that hard right? He had integrating protocols in his software, all he had to do was show emotions and appear sympathetic to their cause. Simple. He came from the front, the bridge seemed to have fallen down, did it wear with age? Did they break it on purpose? But if deviants were in there and they had another way of doing things, then surely there was another entrance, that was the logical explanation and it was the right one as he found out by walking to the back of the old freighter. 

Walking through the boat, it was clear he didn’t belong, from the looks and his own mind it was very different to a human-populated environment but he had to perform the part to get the information. Connor went to one of the nearest androids, a PL600, and tapped on his shoulder a look emulating confusion was put in place as he took a step back, “This is Jericho, right?” He knew it was, it was on the boat but maybe if he played the part of an android who’s lost and confused he could gain pity from it and gain its trust to show him around or who was in charge. That would be a lot of information for the first day here and he knew Amanda would approve significantly of that but it was best to not push. He had to play his cards right.

#Verse || Obey every Command and everything will be in order || Machine Connor #Loyal to the very end || Simon #This is gonna be fun #Don't worry about matching length #I was also setting the scene for it #So don't worry if yours is shorter! #the-mind-of-xelyn

[musesofthenightsky]

🌠 for Alex

Decided to be Them/They because humans always got to decide what gender they were, when they wanted.

So they went for neither.

#the-mind-of-xelyn

[desolationtrial]

🔥 + bondage (for ARI and Norman)

Norman: There must be trust between him and the partner he's having intercourse with. Including practicing safewords and making sure everyone is comfortable. Norman's fine with being tied down and having handcuffs used on him but isn't good with heavy bondage. Overall, not his most favourite activity and would prefer exploring other kinks instead.

ARI: ARI doesn't have limitations with bondage. He loves having his partner tied down to the bed or suspended from the ceiling. Other items include handcuffs, whips and blindfolds to conceal their vision during sex. He likes being bound too if it's women dominating him but will make exception for men.

#headcanons. #ari headcanons. #answered asks. #nsfw. #the-mind-of-xelyn

[silver-blooded-synthetics]

@theholysoldier asked:

☼ (Alma)

For every ☼ in my inbox, the muse has to tell you a fact about the mun.

"Xelyn's name is pronounced Zay-Lin," Alma says. "He knows it's difficult for some people, so doesn't mind going by Lyn either."

#answered ask #oc alma #munday

[detective-with-one-arm]

Sharply Dressed - Closed Starter w/ @the-mind-of-xelyn‘s Markus & Rachel

Just like they agreed, Rachel got home after her chance meeting with Markus in the park and got dressed before six. She wanted to do herself up in something special and fancy for going out. Something Markus hadn’t seen her wear, yet.

She wanted it to be a surprise.

Going through her wardrobe, she found some of her fanciest and most expensive dresses. ‘Gifts’ from Howard that she stole when she ended things with him that were now just hers. For her eyes and the eyes of whoever she chose.

And she had a feeling Markus would like to see her dressed in a nice dark royal blue.

Wearing the elegant dress, gloves, flowy sheer cape, stockings and all, Rachel only had one thing left to do. Her makeup. Again, something she didn’t have to do, but felt like doing. She opted to go for a more feminine look and she wanted to go all out. Bring out as much of herself as possible. Or at least a side that Markus hadn’t seen, before.

Shimmering blue eyeshadow applied with a healthy tracing of black eyeliner along her lids, there was only one thing left to complete the look.

Her indigo liquid lipstick.

Patiently, she waited on her bed, dark hair pulled up into a short ponytail with her signature two pieces of hair in the front framing her face, checking her phone to see if Markus had texted her. She wanted to walk down and surprise him when he came.

And sure enough, she got his text. Eagerly, she told him that the door was unlocked and he could come in. Once she heard him step into her home and his voice call out for her, Rachel descended the stairs, gloved hand on the freshly replaced railings looking as beautiful as ever. 

Her dress practically shimmered and glittered in the evening light. “Well? You did say I could dress nice.”

#the-mind-of-xelyn #[sharply dressed] #rp thread start #markus dbh #dbh markus #dbh oc #dbh rp #dbh #rp #{Rachel}

[pcsitivibee]

positivity for the-mind-of-xelyn : Shout out to @the-mind-of-xelyn we don't write together but I absolutely love reading xelyns headcanons and hang around them ooc. Absolutely lovely bean and amazing writer.

#🐝・゜゜・bee kind event ! #the-mind-of-xelyn

[androidvixen]

@the-mind-of-xelyn​

{ask}

“Awww you are adorable. You know you can just talk to people right?”

#the-mind-of-xelyn

[jericholeader]

(Sorry, I know it's a lot. You only have to answer what you want tho.)

What are the requirements for your muse to sleep with someone?

What kills the mood for your muse instantly?

What gets your muse in the mood instantly?

Does your muse prefer gentle lovemaking or rough sex?

IN-DEPTH SINDAY MEME

2/4 answered! <3 Regarding getting in & out of the mood:

What kills the mood for your muse instantly?

Calling him a good boy. Calling him a good boy. He does not like that. Or any possessive remarks or “praise” related to possession. Degradation, either a partner self-directing it (he will pause and divert to address it) or directed at him. He does not want to be degraded.

Any pain/discomfort, his own or his partners. As it rightly should, this will instantly cease activities, etc. and he will address whatever the source is. He never wants to cause his partners pain.

What gets your muse in the mood instantly? 

.... Physical pressure/proximity with suggestive intention. Pressing him back against a wall and kissing him is something that definitely gets him in the mood, even if he might blush a bit, because of it. 

#this is who I am//headcanons #ns//fw #[ no need to ever apologize! ] #the-mind-of-xelyn