#jericholeader

[detectiveconnor]

@jericholeader​ sent: ❛What  was  I  supposed  to  do, let  you  die? ❜ (my brain thought maybe Android!verse but obv, whatever you're feeling!)

“You were supposed to stay put. That’s why three different people called you to ask you to stay where you were.”

#that's it that's the #that's the point. 'you risked your life when THREE DIFFERENT PEOPLE - myself included - asked you to stay put' #'>:(' #love him #ic #jericholeader

[lighthouseborna]

@jericholeader​ || 100% did not ask for this, both the boy and I are being impertinent

        “You should know,” he offered, fighting a smile that betrays his mischievous (and further not at all malicious or genuinely expecting to needle — he was only teasing) intent, “he does tend to stare when you’re away.” An exaggeration and a then some. It had happened once. Maybe twice, at the most. And it rather had very little to do with Henry at all. 

#IC. #jericholeader #𝐕. & do the next right thing ( D:BH AU ) #i want you to know i drafted this for like a whole week on the basis of ''goddammit henry'' and being sure #because Wow teasing someone you are only maybe slightly acquainted with sure is Something #but. #here we still are and he still thinks he's funny so f* me i guess #also now my brain is sitting on the ''doubt'' button so for the record he is talking about Connor and i have a link to it even #if u want it #lmk #;lksfjg;lsdkjfg #this is the worst i hate him so much rn

[sacrificedforthecause]

§ ( we already do but! <3 )

Send me "§" if you'd ever consider shipping our muses

@jericholeader

I really need to check our threads because I feel like I’ve not replied to them. But yes, these two in love is something I will fight for and no one can ever convince me that Simon wasn’t the romance option that was cut.

#left behind again #jericholeader

[rk80nnor]

" I was wondering when you'd wake up. "

It was a slow drift back to consciousness at first. A groggy and confusing whirlwind of emotion still in his eyes, unaware of his hazy expression and light blinking. His gaze, scanning down at the miscellaneous machinery making noise in the room every now and again.

Markus’ words warrant Connor’s head to snap up; a deer in headlights. Continuing the event he remembered last, with desperation lining his voice.

“— Don’t shoot!”

Before he gets a chance to finish, his voice falters and he speaks this down to the blanket on his legs. Connor let out a groan to outwardly show the pounding headache that he’d accidentally invited. While it’s safe to say, hearing someone speak so suddenly was enough to shock him, it’s hard for him to even debate to himself that he was, at the very least, surprised to see it was Markus seated by him.

“... Markus?” said Connor, finally. Nothing about his demeanor letting the other know he’s fully grounded, save the name crossing his lips.

#jericholeader #[android sent by cyberlife] // starter #[accomplish my mission] // rp #[I am Alive] // human verse #[Adapting to human unpredictability] // answered

[anderson-residence]

@jericholeader​ beeped: ‘bandage’ (for Mayson or Lana?)

My muse skinned their knee! Send ‘bandage’  to put a band aid on their knee!

The young android had tripped and fallen and scrapped up the artificial skin covering her knee. While an android didn't need a band-aid the same as a human might, there was still comfort in the small sticky bandage, wasn't there? Lana rubbed at the colorful band aid on her knee and sniffled. "Thank you, Mister Markus."

#ic #lana muse #jericholeader

[musesofthenightsky]

@jericholeader sent:

"Hi." Markus knew many of those who sometimes came and went from New Jericho. He wasn't certain the other party in question had yet seen him there, on a bench in New Jericho's public garden. "It's a lovely day." He'd come out to feel the sunlight, and review several emails. He smiled at the visitor, "I'm Markus. It's good to meet you." (For Niles, maybe? Tho if Alex would work better I'm game) [how about both?]

What was supposed to be his one day off this month resulted in him being screamed at in a high pitch noise until he caved. So he ended up bringing Alex to the public garden so they could bounce around tree to tree instead of off the walls. 

He was so focused on the harbinger of chaos that he had’t realised someone was there until he was spoken to. It took all his power not to launch himself off the bench. “Er hi?” Did Markus really think no one knew who he was? Then again Niles lived with North and she was super vocal on everything. So he had no excuse. 

“I’m Niles. Sorry I brought a YK model here. Was that wrong?” He was certain everyone was allowed here but he didn’t know if he needed to leash them. He probably needed to leash them anyway.

#Muse: Niles #jericholeader #i have finally woken from my illness induced sleep

[prismatic-cannon]

here’s a commission i recently did for @jericholeader, who requested for human!markus working overnight at the ER! thank you as always for your support and patience!! \o/ \o/

#prisma arts #art commissions #detroit: become human #that's a tag i haven't used in a while lmao #it has been 5 years ........ #(stares into the sunset)

[hishedonism]

𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒑𝒊𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒐 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒆:

jump into the fog by the wombats

addict by silva hound

blow  by theory of a deadman

i kissed a boy by jupither

fluorescent adolescent  by arctic monkeys

𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒒𝒖𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒑𝒊𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒐 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒆:

❛     i'm sorry i am such a mess & that i don't always have the right words to say, but i'm trying. i really am.     ❜ — unknown

❛     desired, but never loved.     ❜ — unknown

❛     i did not like to be touched, but it was a strange dislike. i did not like to be touched because i craved it too much. i wanted to be held very tight so i would not break. even now, when people lean down to touch me, or hug me, or put a hand on my shoulder, i hold my breath. i turn my face. i want to cry.     ❜ — marya hornbacher, "wasted"

❛     you chug a fifth of alcohol by yourself & everyone around you is too busy cheering to wonder how empty you had to be in order to do it.     ❜ — perfectstormrising

❛     you are a soft, messy thing. no one knows how to fix you.     ❜ — bianca sparacino

tagged by: @sadtempo tagging: @killypool, @gohsted, @partloss, @galactia, @heartsbreaking, @unrclypirxte, @batteredoptimist, @huntrcsss, @faultyconscience, @popularmxnster, @godblooded, @jericholeader & @destruqtivist

#gently & sweetly copies your formatting #idk who's done this and who hasn't so feel free to ignore #𝟎𝟎 ⠀ ⠀ ✦ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀out of character #𝟎𝟏 ⠀ ⠀ ✦ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀dash meme

[parameddic]

@jericholeader​ sent [disaster] for muses to meet for the first time in a disaster situation

“TK!”

More than the snap of the wire, TK remembered the way Carlos had reached out for him. They were doing a treetop walk, a long narrow walkway suspended above a sprawling forest largely intended for the views -- Carlos had needed help climbing into the harness (not experienced the way an ex-firefighter might have been), but they’d clipped onto the safety wire along with the rest of their group mostly without trouble. It was meant for couples really, priced per-person and twin-share, which suited them just fine.

Carlos had talked about getting a chance to do this for an entire week, leading up to the trip. It was all interstate first responder stuff, mostly mingling that looked good on a resume. The people in their group had been in town for that sort of thing too -- one was a nurse, and TK had had to pull Carlos away (”Babe, you need help with your harness?”) from a homicide detective he’d been engrossed in conversation with.

As it turned out, the harnesses and safety clips and reinforced wires didn’t do much when everything just -- snapped.

He only had flashes, from there.

“TK!” and the way all of them, all four guests and the guide herself, had scrambled to catch a hold of each other, or the wire that should have served as railing -- TK remembered counting clips on the wire (one-two-three-four-five, all of them should have been safe-)-- and a burning sensation in his hand and losing his grip on Carlos’ hand and --

He came to sprawled on the forest floor, with a throbbing pain just about everywhere. His throat was dry. He could not see the sky, through the foliage - probably a good thing. It must have done something to break his fall.

TK groaned, testing his fingers and toes (no pins and needles), then touched his head where the ache was worst. His fingers came away wet. Blood.

Okay. But there was no way to self-assess anything past that. His arm screamed pain - the one he’d been using to grip the wire. Probably broken, and definitely rubbed raw at the palm of his hand, layers of skin torn away by the heavy-gauge wire.

“... Carlos,” was the thing that had him rolling onto his stomach, with a hiss through his teeth that was actually more of a groan. TK had a first aid kit in his -- yes -- he thankfully could unclip his backpack from his bad arm without too much fuss but moving to bring it around made him shiver, and he had to pause before he tugged at the zipper. The kit wasn’t small, by any measure, but it was practical. They were only meant to be gone a couple of hours. He didn’t have enough hands to wrap up his arm, but he spared the time to tear open saline sachets with his teeth and rinse the forest floor out of the friction burns in his palm.

He wasn’t the only one who’d fallen.

A groan, to his left. TK turned in the direction of it without making the decision to, an automatic response, and -- oh, good. The nurse. Markus? He thought Markus. He shifted over, hooking the penlight out of his first-aid kit, training already providing some distraction from what really ought to have been shock. “Hey,” TK mostly crawled over. Not a good time to try standing, if he’d only go straight back down. “Hey, hi, there. Markus, right?” Still stirring into consciousness, but his vitals were okay. “It’s TK, I was on a tree-top walk with you. Don’t get up just yet, we had a fall, but I’m gonna check you out, okay? I’m a paramedic, you’re in good hands. I need you as still as you can." His touch was gentle, but there was no way he wasn’t hurting him - some of this stuff looked nasty. TK didn’t carry pain relief. “I’m just touching your leg, can you feel that?”

#tk & markus lookin' for their boyfriends / 10 #i am writing longer things with connor too but this is TK and he had this for me so. here he is #wheeze #connor & carlos just casually detecting their way in the direction of markus and TK actually #tracking etc #connor is better at his job but carlos is a Very good detective in the making #TK and markus: *probably - each of them - have some sort of flare or distress beacon* #TK and markus: *doesn't use it bc they need to find their boyfriends first* #and the tour guide. no idea where she is #probably she's dead #.... wheeze that might be a bit mean maybe she is not. idk i haven't planned that far in advance i was just chilling

[rk-stateoftheart]

RK900 ‘Richard/Nines’

𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒. being unable to stop smiling. laughter. bear hugs. happy tears.waving arms around. dancing. contently sighing.eyes twinkling. laughter lines. childlike playfulness. skipping. talking more. affection. cracking more jokes than usual. gesturing more when talking. higher pitched voice. squealing. jumping around. clapping.

𝐒𝐀𝐃𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒. tearing up. self-hugging. one-arm cross.an aching chest. scratchy throat. a runny nose. turning away. deep breaths. quivery smiles. crying. infantile sobbing. hands gripping each other or an object. covering mouth. puffy eyes. eyes appear red. voice breaking.a distant or empty stare.monotone voice. asking for comfort. faking a smile. crumbling. shaking. whimpering. depression.abusing an unhealthy habit.withdrawing from others.big teary eyes. doing something even if it could hurt them.

𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑. furrowed brows. baring teeth. passive-aggressive comments.avoiding eye contact.sarcasm.headache. sore muscles. hiding clenched fists. irritability.jumping to conclusions. raising voice.going silent. demanding immediate action. keeping it all in until exploding. body tensing. making risky decisions.middle finger.

𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐑.  wanting to flee or hide. what-ifs. images of what-could-be flashing in mind.uncontrollable trembling.rapid breathing. screaming. a skewed sense of time. irritability.keeping silent. denying fear. turning away from the cause. pretending to be brave. nail-biting. lip-biting. scratching skin. a joking tone but a voice that cracks. fainting. insomnia.panic attacks. exhaustion. substance abuse. tics. rushing adrenaline. face draining of colour. hair lifting on the back of the neck. feeling rooted to the spot. making body as small as possible. staring but not seeing. crying. a shrill voice. whispering. gripping something or someone. stuttering. flinching at noises. pleading.

𝐄𝐗𝐇𝐀𝐔𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍.    constantly yawning. blurring words together. dark circles or lines under eyes. mood swings. hallucinations. calling people by the wrong name. dizziness. denying they’re tired. slow blinking.trouble concentrating. stumbling. leaning on a doorframe for support. sluggish movements. falling asleep someplace that isn’t a bed.becoming irritated by the smallest things. “i’m awake, i’m fine.”shaking so bad they spill their drink.fall asleep in their clothes. lay their head on the table because they’re so tired. passing out.

*TAGGED BY.  @spiritistanchi (thank you)

*TAGGING.  @detective-phck, @areyoualive, @formulated-lie, @howtodisassembleyourdeviant, @jericholeader, @voltadcmar, @fauscailt - and all that want to do this! If you’re multimuse, pick your own character you want to do. Also tag me so I can see.

[detectiveconnor]

HEADCANONS MEME: WEDDING EDITION!!

so many of you guys sent this in i love you so much thank you all for sending it actually i'm just making it its own post but I'll also tag @galactia so i'm sure you see it, love you <3

where they get married

every time i think about this I end up picturing them on a beach somewhere, at sunrise, but i am also very partial to them being married in that park they sometimes walk/jog in in the mornings or meet at for lunch because then there's love in the geography of their city, of their home, they get to walk through that park and think 'i married him there', you know? Connor would like that a lot. And I am also very very soft for the thought of Markus and Connor discussing where to have the wedding and Connor asking for it like that, "I want it to be the park," even though he would quite like the beach (less the sand), "I'd think about it every time I walk through." He wants to think about it every time he walks through. Not to mention he loves his city, and he loves Markus, and it would be nice to have those together.

when they get married ( ie what time of day, what month and season etc. )

early morning. Connor would want early morning so there's the rest of a full day of "he's my husband" at the end of it, and Markus would like it too i think. Here is a headcanon of its own, Connor would want pre-marital sex that morning because they're awake ANYWAY and Markus is so beautiful in the sunlight and hey, hey, this is our last chance (he says it and Markus laughs at him and Connor only said it to make him laugh) and he's not even sure it will eventuate into actual sex or just some good kissing and laughter. But he asks.

what traditions they include ( do they get married under a chuppah and crush a glass, garter toss, ‘something borrowed, something blue,’ etc. )

connor wears the watch Hank gave him for his first birthday after joining the DPD (which Hank found out about by investigating, because Connor didn't mention it at all). markus invites really just a couple of his colleagues from the hospital, nurses and doctors who probably have some of their own hospital traditions for celebrating which get incorporated in and they do kiss when they are wed because they are in love with each other, that's a tradition, and I think they end up with wedding rings on necklaces that they can keep tucked under their shirts so they don't get in the way(??) or Connor does at least (and it was Markus' idea because Connor doesn't like wearing things on his hands and Connor thought I am in love with this man very loudly when he suggested it) and I don't know where Markus would wear his -

what their wedding cake looks like

markus' choice, Connor did not have much of an - it's VANILLA. plain vanilla. he doesn't really like cake but he has strong feelings about it being vanilla, but 'what it looks like' style? i think Connor would be happiest if they made it together and it's just a sheet cake but also he doesn't want a cake and he's not convinced there'd be a cake. the next question was about a cake smash and i deleted it because i don't think either of them would do it but i will say that if Markus were to cake-smash connor here he'd startle but laugh about it, it's their wedding day, he is in love with him, come and kiss it off of him

who proposed to who first

connor said "i'd like using the word 'husband' to talk about you" first and then they probably had a. proper discussion about it. this hasn't been written except it's been partly-written and i'm filling in blanks here but in my head he says I'd like using that word and they actually decide to just take a longer time to enjoy each other's company, there is no rush, there is no need to jump into it, they are not running out of time to love one another. it is just good to have longer where they are both alive and have caught their breath and aren't Hurting for a while. and then one day a year later maybe Markus sees some couple struggling to get to each other in the ER because they're not married and he goes home that day and asks, and Connor - who has started saying 'partner' or even 'husband' sometimes to talk about him anyway because that's what he is - lies down with him and rests his head on Markus' chest in front of the fireplace (and they'll need to move to their room, soon, or connor's shoulder will play up), and they talk about it. really talk about it. pros and cons. somewhere toward the end of the conversation Connor says, "I think we should get married." "We're in agreement." (that same warm tone. half-laugh. happy.) Connor lifts himself up to look at him. Markus looks very attractive as a fiance.

who walks down the aisle and who waits at the altar ( or neither )

they don't have that sort of wedding, it is a small little intimate thing with just their family (connor has such a wide circle of family these days. it makes him happy) (family, Hank and Chris and Carl and Simon and North and Josh and Markus' two ER colleagues whose names escape me at this current point in time but the ones that he likes a lot and-)

what their wedding dresses / suits / other look like

connor wears a dark blue suit with a forest-green pocket square. He handed me this straight off the bat. white button-down. No tie. Shirt unbuttoned several buttons down, more than he normally would. OH OH and his hair!! is that lightly-curly way it gets after a shower, that just-a-little-messy. he heavily suspects, he tells me, that this is Markus' favourite sort of Connor's hair, and Connor is more than happy to oblige. Markus I do not know what he would wear, but he would not be wearing a tie.

what their wedding colour scheme is and what sort of decor they have

not that sort of wedding, they just love each other and show up for each other and want to marry each other, and they have some family there and it is nice. More important question, who are their witnesses to marriage? Who signs the witness statements? Hank and Carl I think.

what flowers are in the bouquet ( if applicable. bonus: what do the flowers mean? )

they don't have a bouquet but Connor might be wearing some sort of boutonniere. Not a rose. He would specifically ask Markus not to wear a rose, either, if he wanted to wear a boutonniere at all, but other that... who knows. connor's not fussed about this sort of detail.

what their vows are ( eg poetry, traditional, improvised etc. )

they definitely wrote their own and I definitely want to write connor's out oh my gosh. OH my gosh. one day if/when I get to write their wedding ...

who gives speeches at the reception ( bonus: what do they say? recount a sweet memory or two between them? tell an embarrassing story? )

it's their dads. Hank is not his father and he doesn't really consider him that it's a found family dynamic, but the answer to this question is it's their dads, and it's because Carl says something that's very nice and there's nobody to say anything about Connor in particular and so Hank does without being asked, and Connor is very appreciative and glad to know him.

what their wedding photos are like ( are they sweet, with the couple holding hands or kissing or ~gazing into each others eyes~? are they silly, with a snapshot of the ‘cake-smash’ moment? or are they artistic, with one of them facing the sunset or holding their bouquets? )

they're full of laughter and happiness actually. some of connor's favourite photos are from before the wedding actually takes place because they are fully listening and talking to each other and neither of them have work to race off to and neither of them are anything besides happy and a little excited and they're talking about something unrelated but they're happy and it's happening. There are photos of them delivering vows and photos of them kissing and the rings going on (necklaces, or at least a necklace for Connor) and Connor has at least a handful of photos he took himself of the day, but none of them were photos of him and Markus together (just photos of Markus looking just-a-little nervous which only Connor noticed and only Connor took a photo of and Connor will love that photo every time he sees it for the rest of his life) and the photos they put up in the house. are the photos of him and markus together. in love. present tense.

who cries first during the ceremony

if either of them cry I think it would be Connor. I don't.... think he would? But it does depend on the vows. Markus kissed the scars on his back once and Connor got sniffly about it.

where they go for their honeymoon

he legitimately forgot about a honeymoon right up until reading this question, i feel he would be startled to be asked because it just didn't enter his mind. anyway, Connor in human verse has wanted to go to Peru/Argentina/Chile in the past, so if there's international travel on the cards maybe South America, but he is also perfectly happy for their honeymoon to be. a more quiet affair. he really hasn't thought about this basically at all, Markus would be the lead on this one I think

something memorable that happens during the party / ceremony ( do they run out of ice and someone goes to get it in full formal wear on foot, does anyone fall asleep in the middle of the party, etc. )

i don't know if this counts but connor definitely laughed at least three times and that probably drew everybody-in-the-area's-eye because he really doesn't laugh aloud all that often at all. he is very light and happy the day they are married. also memorable, there is a small fire somewhere but it's put out very quickly. hank apologises.

who officiates the ceremony

a celebrant. (apparently in the US this is 'an officiant' so. an officiant)

what song their first dance is to

their first dance as husband and husband happens when they are back home, after the ceremony, with no music playing, they just dance with each other in their living room in their home that they own together in their city, with each other.

#jericholeader #otp: in love like air #v; breathe (human)

[lighthouseborna]

@jericholeader​  || x

        He’s had the thought for a couple of days, now. The kind of thing born from learning a fact about someone and then being unable to think of much else, the next time the thought of them crossed your mind. It was no different now, as, caught in a quiet moment alone, Henry was sure he was going to offer up a favorite spot of his, one he thought might offer more seclusion- more privacy. (If, as he had ventured to guess, that was something Markus sought.) He opened his mouth and-

        “Why up?” Is what he asked instead. “Do you know, or is it...?” A hanging question. Instinctual hadn’t felt like the proper word, but none else came to mind.

#IC. #jericholeader #𝐕. & do the next right thing ( D:BH AU ) #((connor said 'you're alike in some way' and henry has been going 'are we?' without quite realizing he has been asking #'are we?' ever since so i think. i will let him ask without asking))

[asterchats]

‘post a snippet of a current WIP’ game!

tagged by: @hucklebunny​

i haven’t got any serious fanfic things kicking around at this current precise minute but this is adjaaaaacent  because it has a premise but not actually much of a story/it’s not Written properly yet, but i’ve had this not-quite-an-rp-post sitting around for a bit almost a year:

The first time they met, Connor killed him.

The second, third, fourth, fifth - Connor grew a little closer each time (how much did he remember, between loops, before the first time he was able to deviate? Connor looked back on this time, sometimes, but he could not pick what he knew versus what he did not), but the end result was the same. Connor killed Markus, or Markus killed Connor, and somewhere in the lost-count-number of these loops neither one of them managed (or had) to kill the other. That happened sometimes, too.

When he deviated the first time he wasn’t sure which of them was more surprised, except that he breathed, and lowered the weapon he’d had level with Markus’ head - alive, he realised, with some vitality, staring back at the blue-green eyes that had always seemed that way. Alive not because of an error in his software, alive because Connor had seen it and identified it correctly. Alive.

“Alright,” was his first word (rapidly adjusting), “we -”

And then a sniper took the shot, and Connor was covered in Markus’ blue blood, and there was no alive to see anymore.

Connor hadn’t known it was looping, before he deviated, but it had only taken him eleven tries before his first deviation. They were well into the hundreds already. It seemingly didn’t matter what they tried.

They looped again, and again, and again.

oh my god and while we’re here let me tell you another draft i have sitting in my google docs which is there purely because of connor. it is exactly what it looks like. it is the entire thing, start to finish. i have not had the gall to post it.

thank you for the tag!

tagging: @lighthouseborn​​ if you have anything you want to share that is just a bit of writing? and @affcgato​​, @digitizedsouls​​ (or @moonbeammuses​​) and possibly @jericholeader​​. i know you are all rp blogs not fic blogs but i had fun with this as a ‘work in progress’ (general) prompt so if you’d like to! i would love to read. 

#these were both about connor/markus and i *do* have WIPs from other threads but these were the first ones that came to mind #so here we are #thank you for the tag bunny ily

[bytectrla]

𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃  𝙵𝙻𝙰𝚅𝙾𝚁  𝙸𝚂  𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁  𝚂𝙾𝚄𝙻?

—  cinnamon  .

oh  child  of  spice  you  are  bound  to  the  core  of  the  earth.  can  you  feel  the  heartbeat  of  nature  pulsing  through  your  veins.  you  are  the  mouthful  of  autumn  that  scorched  through  your  throat,  you  are  the  pepper  of  life  that  wakes  up  the  weary.  the  foolish  and  shaking  will  attempt  to  dilute  you  with  sickening  sugar,  do  not  let  them.  your  spark  is  what  keeps  us  alive  my  dear.

keep  burning,  little  star.  you  see  the  beauty  and  the  light,  but  oh  you  have  been  fed  poison  and  refuse  to  drop  it  onto  other's  tongues.  be  wild.  I  know  what  your  heart  is  chanting.  run.  run.  run.  run  dear,  find  your  story.  do  not  trade  your  spirit  for  safety.  you  are  a  child  of  the  earth,  forever  seeking,  forever  dancing.

tagged  by :  nada tagging :  @gggno / venti,  @cityburns,  @soloexe,  @jericholeader,  @cindburman,  @discngaged,  @fallenbringcr​,  @lycanstark​,  @misshclly​,  @mieczlw​ 

#✇ ― who is this i. 「 stats. 」 #''you have been fed poison and refuse to drop it onto others tongues'' #SHUT UP WTF

[caterva]

// @jericholeader

  [ I would love to poke at this with you, with a historical 'adopted son of the lord of the manor' Markus who is also still Markus despite living in a time that isn't as advanced etc. ]

hooooly crap yes please 🤩

#carl is too good a bean for this but consider: someone is trying to figure out how bezi ticks and markus is like 'what the fuck r u doING' #'to this man!!' #ooc #but really just #anything where someone in the past finds out about bezi is just so good #feed me

[arknines]

for @jericholeader​​ / starter call.

there’s hesitation in his system. he doesn’t really want to be there, but he’s undergoing his own research. upon his own volition. it’s a step in what his predecessors would want, or so he hopes. stepping into new jericho immediately makes the android’s skin metaphorically crawl. he wants to leave. he imagines that every single person in those halls knew. knew they were in the presence of a non-deviated android. 

“RK-200,” announcing his arrival as he moves to put a hand on Markus’ shoulder. trying. “ Markus. ” again, this time perhaps it shows a bit less as volatile. it’s what niles is trying to be. he needs to open up and understand deviancy at it’s basic core. markus led an entire revolution, who’s to say he couldn’t answer questions without being as annoying as the 800 model.

“ would it be possible to ask you for assistance in a personal matter? the world is changing and while i’m not apart of it, i just want to understand it-- deviancy; .perhaps it’d help my code to be a lot less judgmental.”

#jericholeader #〉 A WORLD I DONT BELONG IN. / V. MAIN #LET ME KNOW IF THIS SUCKS