ᴅᴇᴠɪᴀɴᴛ ʟᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

ᴀɴ ᴇʏᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀɴ ᴇʏᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡʜᴏʟᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ɢᴏᴇs ʙʟɪɴᴅ.

[deviantbuilt]

gonna take a nap apparently. I’ll hit up the rest of you guys who liked that post when I get back!

[deviantbuilt]

sʜᴏʀᴛ sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇʀ ⏵ @deviantcoded

   He can’t say he knew what brought him here -- curiosity, worry? He hadn’t seen Connor since the night they won their freedom, things had moved so quickly from then on, hardly a moment to spare when he wasn’t working with the government to finalize android law. But even a leader needed a break, Simon and Josh had all but pushed him out of ‘New Jericho’ with orders to take the day off and get a change of scenery. Apparently to his processors that meant the porch or one Hank Anderson, the human detective he’d learned Connor was currently staying with. He should check in on the other after all, it was only natural he do so after all they’d been through that night. 

   Raising a hand he pressed the doorbell and waited. 

[deviantbuilt]

anyone on want to do some short back and forth either here or on discord? Trying to kick my rp motivation back into gear. 

[somethingyesterday]

Connor/Markus kiss commission for @nathamuel! Thank you! 

[sirireggie]

markus, coming home to connor every day:

[deviantbuilt]

I have an intense urge to have Markus meet and befriend Captain America. I feel like they would be buds. 

[artsyorangeykay]

@satirewrites wrote a markus/connor oneshot called House Arrest that made me cry laugh so hard, and also gifts us with Connor + motorcycles and I agree 

[masmaviart]

“Love is an irresistible desire to be irresistibly desired“ - Robert Frost

[persephonememes]

𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐃 /  𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒.

𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐨𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠.

❛ What happened? ❜

❛ How are your injuries? ❜

❛ Just promise me you’ll stay here. ❜

❛ You can’t blame yourself. ❜

❛ You know I’m here for you, right? ❜

❛ I’ve never seen you like this before. ❜

❛ When I wake up, you won’t be there. ❜

❛ Okay. You get to leave now. ❜

❛ No. I don’t believe you. ❜

❛ Just.. put down the very sharp knife… ❜

❛ It wasn’t your fault. It hurts. ❜

❛ This isn’t you. ❜

❛ Stop it. ❜

❛ You should be resting. ❜

❛ Are you okay? Did they hurt you? ❜

❛ How can you act like that? ❜

❛ Then why are you still here? ❜

❛ Are you okay? ❜

❛ You can’t live in the past. You gotta move on. Let it go. ❜

❛ And when were you planning on telling me? ❜

❛ What are you, trying to give me a heart attack? ❜

❛ What’s wrong? What happened? ❜

❛ I thought we agreed that secrets are bad! ❜

❛ Sorry. Didn’t want to push any sore spots. ❜

❛ Everything okay? ❜

❛ Do you even know where you’re headed? ❜

❛ I can’t help you unless you talk to me. ❜

❛ Promise me you’re not gonna over-react. ❜

❛ It’s okay, it’s gonna be okay. ❜

❛ Whoa, what are you doing? ❜

❛ Why do you run from me? ❜

❛ You’re changing the subject. ❜

❛ It’s four o'clock in the morning, what are you doing? ❜

❛ You’re bleeding. ❜

❛ You gotta be more careful. ❜

❛ I meant… How are you holding up? ❜

❛ You’re avoiding my question. ❜

❛ I think the worst of it’s over now. ❜

❛ Don’t let fear keep you quiet. You have a voice so use it. ❜

[deviantbuilt]

deviantcoded‌:

            IT STARTLES CONNOR A  bit when markus is all but  clinging  to him like a frightened child  ,  but connor doesn’t speak  ,  shows no signs of judgement besides  CONCERN  .  however  ,  when the thunder  crashes  &  markus tries to hide himself in connor’s jacket  ,  he gently wraps his arms around the android  LEADER  ,  a sign of  comfort  .he can’t relate to markus’  TRAUMA  ,  not like this  ,  but he’s felt something  similar  in the past.  something in connor’s chest  ACHES  when markus lets an  apology slip  ,  causing connor to  FROWN  slightly.  such a  visceral  &  painful reaction like this is something he can’t control  ,  not something he should  EVER  feel the need to apologize for.

                   ❝  You’re alright, Markus.  Everything is okay, I promise.  Can you focus on the sound of my voice ??  ❞

   It was humiliating. He knew that night still haunted him, but he’d never expected something like this, the panic sent skittering through his systems as the thunder rolled overhead -- Connor there witnessing it all, the others coat vice gripped in his hands. It took all his shaking effort to force his fingers to release him, to step back and away from the other android, so much so that he missed the words spoken at him, hushed away as his audio sensors crackled and buzzed as if their connection had come loose -- as if he were missing the piece all together. 

   “I’ve -- got to get out -- go” he muttered apologetically, though he wasn’t sure the words fully left his vocal box as he turned and hurried inside New Jericho, towards the rooms he’d claimed as his own. No one else needed to see him like this. 

[deviantbuilt]

erodedauthenticity‌:

     Ahkmenrah stands back to await the thrill of jumping into leaves. He doesn’t know any better, but he intends to help celebrate with the android. “I’ve had my friends read modern texts about this celebration.” Defunct androids with new life have taken the time to teach the pharaoh, reading to him when there were words much to difficult to translate. It is in good nature to share these teachings with him. 

     A quiet crunch resounds and the pharaoh restlessly bounces in place, running his palms together. “That was very cool.” unadulterated glee filters into his gaze and he steps to join him. “Did you have fun?” It’s what follows that incites bewilderment. His chin tilts and he stares up to the tree and its bowing branch as leaves begin to descend. Gaping, the pharaoh rushes to gather the leaves once more.

“Markus,” he parrots warmly. “I am Ahkmenrah, fourth king of the fourth king.” The pharaoh’s gaze drops and he moves to gather the leaves, letting himself fall to his knees to take handfuls. “You are one of the modern gods, aren’t you? I’ve met with your people.” It’s a matter of idle conversation as he gathers leaves.

“I’m glad that you are willing to celebrate with me.”

   As the others name is spoken almost by reflex his search function is run, his databases pulling up any and all information available to him. Startlingly ‘Ahkmenrah, fourth king of the fourth king’ does return results, but not any he expected. Not unless the man kneeling before him in the pile of leaves was in fact an ancient Egyptian pharaoh, one who’s body was currently on display at the Museum Markus had seen him exit from. 

   He’s pulled from the query as Ahkmenrah ask him a question amid his leaf gathering. His people, androids yes -- but he’s no god, even though some believe him to be one. “I -- no, I am an android, but I’m not any more important than the rest. I’m not rA9 -- at least I don’t think I am.” he frowns, RK model or not he wasn’t anything special. He was just doing what he thought was right. 

  “Of course” he nods, kneeling down next to the other he begins to help gather up the leaves into a bigger pile, thinking over his question carefully before he asks it, unsure exactly what he’s dealing with. “Can I ask you how you’re here Ahkmenrah? My search results tell me quite a bit about you. Like how you are currently on display in that museum over there”  

[pl-600-s-moved]

one liner for @deviantbuilt

“ Markus, I gotta say… You’ve become almost as unpredictable as the humans. ”

[deviantbuilt]

   “Well we were made in their image, without the restraint of our programming isn’t it natural that we’d be just as unpredictable?”

[octoberinspo]

SENTENCE STARTERS. Flirty/Suggestive/NSFW Edition.

Feel free to add your own.

“You’re really hot.”

“Oh, don’t mind me. Just enjoying the view.”

“You know, those/that ______ of yours are/is pretty distracting.”

“Hot damn.”

“So, you come here often?”

“Well, well. My night just got better.”

“Is that a gun in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?”

“You have got a great ass.”

“Hey, I’m open minded.”

“You enjoying the view over there?”

“Keep sweet-talking and this could go a whole new direction.”

“Don’t be bashful. You know you want to.”

“You can have me any way you’d like, baby.”

“You wanna move this conversation someplace more private?”

“I’m off in a few minutes, you know.”

“It’s been a long day. Why don’t we help each other unwind?”

“I think it’s about time we stop avoiding the obvious.”

“I’m gonna be honest with you. I’m really horny, and you’re really hot. Can we fuck? Like, now?”

“I wanna see you get naked.”

“You like how I bend over for you, huh?”

“You’re getting me all worked up.”

“What do we have here?”

"I see someone’s happy to see me.”

“Play your cards right, and I just might have to put you on speed dial.”

“You like that, don’t you?”

“How do you want me?”

“I’m sure we can put those lips to better use.”

“I want you. Right here. Right now.”

“God, you’re perfect.”

“I really like a man who’s good with his hands.”

“I’d be more than happy to show you a good time, if you’re looking for one.”

“I saw that. You just checked me out.”

“You look real good in that suit/dress/skirt/outfit.”

“You wanna help me out of this ___?” (Insert article clothing here.)

“Can I keep you?”

“You’re such a tease.”

“Oh my, looks like I/you dropped something.”

“I love it when you talk dirty.”

“I can’t stop thinking about your hands on me.”

“I think you’ll be happy to know that I’m not wearing any underwear.”

“I really want to take you home and get you out of all those clothes.”

“It’s like you want to ruin men/women for me.”

[deviantbuilt]

when you should be asleep but instead you’re reading android porn.

[becomedeviant-a-deactivated2023]

           ❛  actually, i think i’d make quite an excellent bodyguard.  ❜    connor watches the older fix with his collar with a curious tilt of his head, a brow flicking up slightly but he otherwise says nothing on it. arms braced behind his back in a neat manner. it’s comforting, the way markus’s hands rest on his shoulders. he can’t help but relax, the concern for his friend fading aside. a small smile pulling onto the corner of his lips. he hasn’t mastered smiling like other his kind has. but it’s the effort that counts, right?

                       ❛  what time were you planning on leaving?  ❜

@deviantbuilt continued from [x]

[deviantbuilt]

   “Then it’s settled” he agreed, letting his hands drop back to their place at his side unable to find an excuse to keep they where they were. Instead he focused on committing Connor’s awkward yet endearing smile to his memory banks, unsure when he’d get to see that look again. 

   “They’re sending a plane I’m told. It’s suppose to be here in the morning.” It had all been happening so quickly since the revolutions success, but the quicker it did the sooner his people would get to enjoy the freedoms they fought for. “The others are coming too, Simon's arranged most of it, he’s really much better at handling all this than I am.” Markus chuckled, “I’m not all that sure what they need me for.”

[deviantbuilt]

‘ i typed your symptoms into the thing up here and it says you could have network connectivity problems. ’ // found this ironic

ʜᴇʟ ᴛʀɪᴇs ᴛᴏ ᴄʟᴇᴀɴ ʜᴇʀ ᴀsᴋ ʙᴏx ᴏꜰ ᴏʟᴅ ᴍᴇᴍᴇs

   “Maybe you’re the one who should be running a diagnostic” the android leader replied with a groan, blinking his eyes at the harsh light of the room. The headache or whatever it was still pounding at the plastic insides of his head. They’d been at this for days, running to near depletion trying to tackle the problems arising after their successful revolution. But what could they do? So many were still counting on them. 

   “Connor, you need to go lay down at a charge station.” 

[jerichosnumberonetop-deactivate]

Markus: If I wasn’t hot would you-

Connor: Let me stop you there. In no reality would you not be hot. Elijah Kamski literally designed you to be so attractive that every android was like “guess he’s our messiah”

Kamski: It’s true.