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this blog is now an archive!
i needed a fresh start entirely, so if you wish to follow my connor still, find him over HERE.
this blog is now an archive!
i needed a fresh start entirely, so if you wish to follow my connor still, find him over HERE.
            MY NAME IS CONNOR,              I’M THE ANDROID SENT BY CYBERLIFE.
indie & private connor / rk800 from detroit: become human / penned by jay. credit: ©
this blog is now an archive!
i needed a fresh start entirely, so if you wish to follow my connor still, find him over HERE.
            MY NAME IS CONNOR,              I’M THE ANDROID SENT BY CYBERLIFE.
indie & private connor / rk800 from detroit: become human / penned by jay. credit: ©
this blog is now an archive!
i needed a fresh start entirely, so if you wish to follow my connor still, find him over HERE.
            MY NAME IS CONNOR,              I’M THE ANDROID SENT BY CYBERLIFE.
indie & private connor / rk800 from detroit: become human / penned by jay. credit: ©
this blog is now an archive!
i needed a fresh start entirely, so if you wish to follow my connor still, find him over HERE.
            MY NAME IS CONNOR,              I’M THE ANDROID SENT BY CYBERLIFE.
indie & private connor / rk800 from detroit: become human / penned by jay. credit: ©
this blog is now an archive!
i needed a fresh start entirely, so if you wish to follow my connor still, find him over HERE.
gonna do a hard reboot here i think.
where jay’s currently hiding out:
michael myers ( @evilwiithin ) / pennywise ( @dcadlights ) / billy loomis ( @motivelacking ).
sorry for the inactivity, i’ve been hanging out over at @dcadlights recently.
ragekept‌:
[ đź’˘ ] —- - Gavin was already shaken up hard by the events that passed not too long before. All he wanted to do was drive home and pass out on his couch. Maybe even go into a coma and never wake up.Â
On top of his own aversion toward medical professionals, he simply did not desire putting in the effort toward getting fixed up. He’d already put in, what? Ten hours? He didn’t need to spend a few more having a bunch of assholes prod at him and ask him a million questions in order to come to the same conclusion he’d already figured out; he was fucked up. So what? He could take care of it later. Right now? He could curl up on the pavement and pass out without a care in the world.
Rather than continue arguing that point with the android, however, Gavin simple waved at him, sighing. Too tired to waste anymore breath on the matter. The pavement was looking really cozy right about now.
〝Yeah, yeah, whatever. Do what you gotta do, Tin Can. Just make it quick, alright? I’m too tired for this bullshit.〞
LED flickers yellow before bleeding back to blue; the android quite pleased ( and surprised ) to have been given permission to assess his injuries without a fight being put up by the detective. and so gently do hands take other’s in their hold; fingers slowly beginning to untie makeshift bandage from around it with a great deal of delicacy. this wasn’t the worst injury he’d suffered ( a quick assessment of his person was enough for connor to tell that much ), but it was at least a start.
though permission granted wasn’t all that he’d taken note of with statement made by the older--- considering recent events that’d just occurred, it was no surprise to hear that gavin was tired ( likely both mentally and physically ). perhaps it was a bit of a stretch to ask, considering he’d just bothered him with insisting he look over him, but...
❝ would you like me to drive you home, detective reed ? it might be a bit more comfortable for you to do this there rather than here at the station. ❞ and allow for better privacy and supplies than the station did.
accidentally went and got myself killed yesterday but god wont let me die so im back
can’t do it tonight because i have work but maybe like this for a starter tomorrow? probably a lyrics starter or quotes or something short.Â
Hello! Just wanted to say your blog is stunning and your icons are outstanding. Okay bye!!
hello! thank you so much, i appreciate that you think so! <3Â