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will   𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘺   ever   be   more   than   a   𝙥𝙞𝙥𝙚 𝙙𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙢

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plasticdetective​ .

“You’re okay.“ poured from the android’s mouth once more, his voice soft and gentle, calming - as he hoped. He had been made to have this exact effect on others - after all, he had been designed for situations just like these. Defuse and negotiate. He was, quite literally, born for this.

“No one is going to come near you if you do not want them to.“ he promised, keeping his hands lifted upwards so that the other would be able to see them at any time, to follow their every move. To prove he harboured no ill intentions in relation to the other.

“Would you mind telling me your name?“ An initial scan of the panicked man - an android, without a doubt - revealed no information in regards to his identity, his former owner or model; and frankly, that was more than enough to render Connor suspicious of the other, at the very least.

the  FURTHER  away  from  the  crowd ,  the  easier  it  was  to  focus .    noise  was  cut  down ,  the  feeling  of  SUFFOCATION  due  to  the  sheer  amount  of  people .    he  could  escape  like  this ,  he  could  run  if  he  so  chose  to .    even  with  the  other  android  there ,  talking  to  him ,  trying  to  calm  him  down ,  he  wasn’t  TRAPPED .    there  was  nothing  and  no  one  keeping  him  there  for  whatever  reason .

realizing  the  choices  he  had  helped ,  and  the  other’s  tone  of  voice  echoing  the  fact  EASED  him  a  bit .    though  his  LED  still  spun  RED  beneath  his  hat ,  stress  levels  were  slowly  decreasing .    focus  on  anything  but  the  humans  out  there .    the  grooves  in  the  cement  beneath  his  feet ,  imperfections  against  the  brick  wall behind  him .    even  on  the  android  in  front  of  him ,  look  at  SOMETHING  and  keep  it  in  focus .    ex’s  gaze  only  broke  for  a  moment  when  his  name  was  asked .

“    . . .    EX .    ”    his  NAME ,  not  his  model  number .    even  if  he  gave  it ,  he  wasn’t  sure  what  the  other  might  have  scanned  from  him .    and  if  the  other  had  scanned  him  already ,  what  DID  he  find ?    was  there  anything  there ?

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plasticdetective​ .

Hands raised in a defensive manner, as though attempting to calm the other down, Connor takes a step back, keeping his distance, his analysis software running wild already, attempting to determine the best approach.

“It’s okay,” he assures. “It’s okay. No one is going to harm you.” 

the  street  had  been  too  CROWDED .    too  many  people  around  for  him  to  do  anything  as  his  reactions  and  senses  went  haywire .    all  it  would  take  was  for  someone  to  raise  their  voice  in  a  certain  PITCH  or  for  even  slight  VIOLENCE  to  be  displayed  and  ex  would  be  sent  spiraling .   if  it  had  been  a  human  doing  something  to  an  android ,  he  could  have  FOCUSED  enough  to  scan  and  read  where  the  human  lived .    the  HUNT  would  begin .    but  it  had  been  something  else ,  seemingly  INNOCUOUS  to  most  that  had  him  staggering  into  an  alley .    he  hadn’t  noticed  he  was  being  followed  until  the  other  android  almost  touched  him .

PANICKED  gaze  locked  on  the  other ,  ex  tried  to  pick  himself  up  from  the  wall ,  pulling  his  sweater  tighter  around  him .    stress  levels  were  CRITICAL  and  yet  he  was  incapable  of  self  destructing .    a  curse  he  wished  he  could  FIX .    “    stay …    stay  back .    ”

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anonymous :    what's your fucking problem, ex?

no  heart  in  his  chest ,  no  discernible  organs ,  and  yet  he  could  STILL  feel  something  constrict ,  gripping  at him .    a  FAULT  in  his  program  perhaps ,  though  it  had  been  long  existing  and  REFUSED  to  go  away  or  be  fixed .    PANIC  would  sometimes  follow ,  even  the  desire  to  let  slip  what  bonds  he  had  left  of  this  life ,  if  there  were  any  real  ones  he  had .    when  panic  didn’t  follow ,  ANGER  did .    towards  others ,  towards  abusers ,  towards  HIMSELF  –   it  didn’t  matter .    what  mattered  was  what  he  DID  with  it ,  if  anything .

what  WAS  his  fucking  problem ?    it  would  be  easier  to  list  what  WASN’T .    LIFE  in  and  of  itself  was  a  problem  with  no  solutions ,  and  what  he  DID  manage  to  find  only  gave  way  to  more  issues .    pain  would  CONTINUE  to  exist ,  his  memories  would  continue  to  haunt  him .    his  own  body ,  WROUGHT  with  modifications  that  caused  him  to  ACHE  every  time  they  shifted  or  became  of  use .    people …    people  were  an  especially  DIFFICULT  problem .    HUMANS  in  particular ,  but  any  existence  that  sought  JOY  in  another’s  misery ,  that  stepped  on  those  they  saw  as  LESSER  than  them ,  counted  as  well .    those  were  easy  to  fix .    living  beings  were  so  FRAGILE  when  put  under  a  considerable  amount  of  FORCE  and  STRENGTH .    he  once  heard  somewhere  that  violence  could  not  be  the  answer  to  EVERYTHING ,  but  it  was  a  PERMANENT  solution  for  some .

so  many  things  to  say ,  so  much  AGONY  to  express ,  and  yet  none  of  it  came  forth .    if  he  spoke ,  would  anyone  TRULY  hear  him ?    if  he  cried  out ,  would  anyone  try  to  SAVE  him ?    he  was  a  MONSTROSITY ,  an  objectified  creation  turned  into  something  unrecognizable .    who  would  do  for  him  what  he  WISHED  for  in  the  back  of  his  mind ,  to  RESCUE  him  or  put  him  out  of  his  MISERY ?    who  would  look  at  him  and  say  YOU  ARE  ALIVE  and  prove  that  existence  is  not  all  PAIN ?

his  voice  FAILED  at  the  question .    itching  at  the  back  of  his  neck  was  the  desire  to  ELIMINATE  the  source  of  hostility  or  to  RUN .    but  like  a  deer  caught  in  the  headlights ,  all  he  could  do  was  stand  there  and  stare ,  the  LED  on  the  side  of  his  head  spinning  bright  RED  as  stress  levels  reached  CRITICAL .    self  destruction  REMOVED  from  his  choices ,  he  wondered  if  he  closed  his  eyes  and  WISHED  this  hadn’t  happened  that  it  would  come  true .

please  don’t  hurt  me .

just  let  me  be .

stop .

HOPE ,  such  a  USELESS  thing  to  feel  and  it  still  tugged  at  him .    all  he  could  realistically  hope  for  now  was  how  long  it  would  take  for  this  person  to  LEAVE  when  they  realized  he  wasn’t  about  to  speak .    and  when  they  DID  ,  he  would  see  how  long  he  could  last  with  his  thirium  pumps  REMOVED  from  his  body .

and  if  he  had  the  GALL  to  leave  them  OUT  this  time .

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❥      NON - SEXUAL   ACTS   OF   DOMINANCE . 

feel free to edit or elaborate as you please .   ( add  ‘ reverse ‘  to your message if you’d like to see how my muse would perform the action ) . otherwise , send in one of these for my muse’s reaction to   …

[ lit ]  your muse lighting a cigarette , spliff , etc. for mine . 

[ order ]  your muse ordering for mine at a restaurant or bar .

[ guide ]  your muse putting a hand on mine’s back to lead them .

[ pay ]  your muse paying for mine at a store , bar , restaurant , etc . ( you can specify where or for what . )

[ open ]  your muse opening a door for mine .

[ dry ]  your muse drying mine off with a towel after a shower , bath , swimming , etc . 

[ instruct ]  your muse giving mine instructions / telling them what to do . 

[ groom ]  your muse adjusting mine’s appearance , such as straightening a tie , fixing their hair , or buttoning their shirt for them , etc . 

[ direct ]  your muse taking mine by the chin and telling them to look yours in the eye .

[ disagree ]  your muse sternly telling mine  ‘ no ‘ .

[ rest ]  your muse resting their arm over mine’s shoulder / s .

[ clean ]  your muse cleaning a smudge of something off mine’s cheek , forehead , etc .   feel free to specify what and how . 

[ answer ]  your muse answering a question meant for mine . 

[ coat ]   your muse holds mine’s coat out for them while they put it on .

[ pilot ]  your muse taking mine by the arm , hand , shoulder , etc . to lead them . 

[ stare ]  your muse staring mine down . 

[ placement ]  your muse telling mine to sit down .

[ teach ]  your muse taking control of mine’s hand , arm , hips , etc . to make sure they do something correctly .  

[ patience ]  your muse telling mine to be patient .

[ tears ]  your muse wiping away mine’s tears .

[ swat ]  your muse swatting mine’s hand away from something they’re not supposed to touch .  

[ jewelry  ]  your muse clasping a piece of jewelry for mine , such as a necklace , or earrings . 

[ enough ]  your muse commanding mine to stop talking . 

[ retrieve ]  your muse requesting or ordering mine to retrieve them something .

[ invite ]  your muse inviting mine to sit on their lap .

[ lean ]  your muse inviting mine to lean into their side while they’re sitting or laying together . 

[ calm ]   your muse telling mine to  ‘ just breathe ‘ .

[ scold ]  your muse scolding mine for something .

[ comfort ]  your muse pulling mine into a reassuring hug .

[ approval ]  your muse complimenting mine on a choice they’ve made .

[ beckon ]  your muse beckoning mine to them without speaking . 

[ laces ]  your muse lacing , tying , or zipping something for mine , such as shoes , a dress , or a jacket , etc .

[ stay ]  your muse telling mine to stay in the car . 

[ defend ]  your muse defending mine’s reputation , dignity , or safety for them . 

[ feed ]  your muse feeding mine something , feel free to specify what .

[ volume ]  your muse demanding mine speak louder .

[ read ]  your muse reading something to mine .

[ refill ]  your muse refilling mine’s glass for them . 

[ possessive ]  your muse resting their hand on mine’s leg or the small of their back while they’re sitting beside each other . 

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Make your muses’ heart!

abe ,  ex ,  gabe ,  herc ,  joaquin ,  niels

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plasticdetective replied to your post: also  i  dare  all  of  you  cowards  to  give ...

absolutely. i would recommend hugging him but that might result in uh… injuries.

he  has  never  been  hugged  before  so  please ,  proceed  with  caution  and  explain  to  him  and  reassure  him  that  he  won’t  be  hurt .

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also  i  dare  all  of  you  cowards  to  give  this  android  the  love  he  needs  and  deserves  because  he  needs  to  be  given  support  pls .

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reminder  that  this  boy  goes  around  his  house  calling  himself  a  yuan-ti  bc  he  loves  wearing  his  snake  lower  half .

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@antidroids​ : ❝ stop telling me what it is you think I think. you sound fucking ridiculous. ❞ to herc

“    then  perhaps  you  should  tell  me  what  it  REALLY  is  you’re  thinking  about .    ”    herc  had  been  programmed  to  be  many  things ,  but  a  MIND  READER  was  certainly  not  one  of  them .    if  gavin  had  a  PROBLEM  with  him  or  something  else ,  he  would  have  to  say  it  before  the  android  would  be  able  to  understand  the  issue .    instead ,  the  detective  went  around  GRIMACING  and  voicing  problems  he  had  with  other  things ,  nothing  that  seemed  to  be  the  root .    “    and  if  you’re  not  going  to ,  then  watch  your  ATTITUDE .    it’s  unpleasant .    ”

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PEDRO PASCAL for Solo Loewe

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also watching connor and niles arguing about who's better makes herc want to throw a balisong in the middle of things to see who wins.

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people  comparing  herc  ( HK900 )  to  hank  ( HK800 )  are  gonna  have  a  slightly  pissed  off  android  on  their  hands .

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@aurumhearts​ : “I’ve learned a lot since I met you.” !!! From thea to P A P A lmao last one for now

“    if  you  didn’t ,  then  i  wasn’t  doing  my  job  well .    ”    from  the  START ,  he  could  see  that  there  was  so  much  potential  to  her .    and  as  long  as  thea  kept  to  DECENT  morals  and  could  learn  to  protect  herself ,  herc  wasn’t  about  to  tell  her  she  couldn’t  achieve  what  she  wanted .    the  kid  wanted  to  be  a  SUPERHERO ?    he  would  make  sure  she  was  the  best  damn  one  out  there .    and  if  she  wanted  ANYTHING  else ,  herc  would  love  and  support  her ,  making  sure  that  she  would  be  HAPPY  and  SAFE .    not  much  mattered  to  herc  in  his  life ,  but  she  had  quickly  climbed  to  the  TOP  of  the  list .

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@aurumhearts​ : “I like dogs.” from thea to herc !

“    you  are  TRULY  my  daughter .    ”    though  adopted ,  she  was  proving  to  be  more  and  more  like  him  as  the  days  passed .    a  SWEET  girl  when  she  needed  to  be  and  a  MENACE  to  anyone  who  dared  cross  her .    and  to  top  it  off ,  a  love  for  dogs .    it  made  him ,  and  his  mastiff  very  proud  to  have  her  as  a  part  of  the  family .

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@aurumhearts​ : “Forks are very weird. I’ve always thought so.“ from thea to her F A T H E R bb

“    i  haven’t  shown  you  a  SPORK  yet ,  have  i ?    ”    as  WEIRD  as  forks  could  be ,  sporks  were  truly  an  ABOMINATION  when  it  came  to  cutlery .    the  prongs  weren’t  long  enough  to  pick  anything  up and  the  dip  wasn’t  full  enough  to  grab  as  much  as  a  regular  spoon  could .   at  least  forks  could  make  a  better  weapon  than  that  atrocity .    “    or  maybe  i  should  just  teach  you  how  to  use  chopsticks .    two  WEAPONS  in  one  utensil .    ”

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@aurumhearts​ : ❝ And the moral of the story… everybody needs a partner. ❞ from thea to Herc !!!

“    the  REAL  moral  of  the  story  is  that  you  watch  your  six .    ”    herc  perhaps  indulged  her  a  bit  too  much  with  her  pranks ,  helping  to  find  the  best  vantage  point  to  attack  the  RK’s ,  as  well  as  gavin .    but  she  was  becoming  a  rather  GOOD  shot  and  could  sneak  away  as  quickly  as  she  appeared .    if  it  wasn’t  for  her  being  the  OBVIOUS  culprit  when  someone  got  hit  by  a  small  rock  or  finding  a  trap  in  their  desk ,  she  would  have  gotten  away  with  it  PERFECTLY .    it  was  thanks  to  his  being  there  that  he  moved  thea  out  of  the  way  before  a  paper  football  smacked  her  in  the  back .    “    and  that  gavin  needs  to  be  taught  a  LESSON .    ”