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[thxandroidsxntbycybxrlifx]

OOC:

|| So, my motivation to be on Tumblr has dropped significantly. I’ll be on Discord though so, if you guys want to transfer threads over, let me know.

IM ME IF YOU WANT MY DISCORD

[thxandroidsxntbycybxrlifx]

|| I will be leaving this blog (for now probably) and moving to a new one (not DBH related) so that I can start fresh and try Tumblr again (thanks to the encouragement from me gf). So this is your last chance to stay in contact with me until I may or may not return

In case any of you want to add me, just make sure you tell me who you are. I’ll still try to keep my android boys going over there, but as of right now I can’t keep up with them over here anymore. So, add me, don’t add me, it’s whatever. Just know I love all of you and want to thank you guys for my experience here.

P.S.

If any of you are into NieR than you should really go check out @twinsoftheancients (Shamlessly promoting my gf’s blog because I can)

[thxandroidsxntbycybxrlifx]

OOC:

|| So, my motivation to be on Tumblr has dropped significantly. I’ll be on Discord though so, if you guys want to transfer threads over, let me know.

IM ME IF YOU WANT MY DISCORD

[projectkaraisalive-deactivated2]

PSA: Reasons Why I Didn't Reply.

I missed your reply.

Tumblr didn’t notify me.

I’m unsure of what to reply with.

My muse is being selective.

I was honestly lazy.

I am NOT ignoring you.

You are NOT annoying me.

You are totally free to remind me that it’s my turn in our thread, and I will not be upset.  

[thxandroidsxntbycybxrlifx]

OOC:

||Sorry I’ve not been that active recently. Depression has been kicking my ass and nearly killed my motivation to do anything. But I’m slowly starting to work through my drafts so, please just hang on a little longer. Thanks

[forensic-boi]

I'll protect you

[closed starter with @rk1k-cecil]

Everything was fine until he got the call. Miles excused himself from his and Cecil’s organizing of evidence so he could take the call. The Norwegian actually thought his heart was going to stop, feeling extremely woozy as the warden kept talking.

Jack was out. He would come for Miles

The human didn’t know his he was going to pass out or have an anxiety attack, maybe both. His system seemed to go into shock, the phone slipping from his hands as he started to hyperventilate.

He didn’t want to go back

[forensic-boi]

After a few more poses miles stood, smiling as sugar came over to rub against his leg, "hello baby" he cooed as he picked her up and carried her to the kitchen. Once he was there he grabbed the two bowls for the cats and put a mix of wet and dry food inside, placing it down again so they could eat

[rk1k-cecil]

By the time Miles hand finished, Tiger had already climbed into Cecil’s lap and had fallen asleep. The android didn’t dare move, even after Miles had gotten up and gone to the kitchen. The sound of food being made caught Tiger’s attention though as he jumped up and dashed into the kitchen to wait for his food. That gave Cecil the ability to finally get up, stretching slightly as he did to wake everything up before moving toward the kitchen as well.

[forensic-boi]

Miles giggled, and stroked tiger once before letting him eat, turning so he could decide what he want. The human hummed as he opened the pantry; he was hungry but didn't feel like making anything spectacular, landing on a peanut butter and jelly sandwich with some apple slices 

[rk1k-cecil]

Cecil seemed to accept the silence as he watched Miles move around. Green blue eyes followed his every move, making sure not to miss a single thing as he did. When Miles began to make his sandwich, Cecil decided to look away, now focused on the kitten. His mind began to wonder a bit, thinking about how terrified Miles had been earlier, about what he should do if this Jack person did come after Miles. The smartest thing would be to dispose of him, but the legal thing would be to turn him in. He’d just have to do it before he got to Miles.

[forensic-boi]

[closed starter with @rk1k-cecil ]

"This is the Boy Right?"

Miles Heard a grunt of approval, a cloth bag over his head. He had been bought, told to pack up his belongings and put on his best lingerie to meet his new owner.

"I want to see his eyes before I give you the money"

Suddenly miles was blinded by the light of the room as the bag was ripped off his head, strong hand grabbing his jaw tightly to make him look up. "He's gonna love you" the man laughed, letting go so that the bag could be placed over miles' head again. Soon he was on his way to his new "home" to be used in whatever way these people saw fit. The small male was brought into a house, the men calling for someone named Vladimir. Heavy foot steps came down wooden stairs with a sigh, "I have no time for-who is boy" came a thick Russian accent

"A gift of course, go get the boss"

Miles heard another loud sigh and foot steps make their way up the stairs again, miles being prepared to look pretty for when Cecil came down. Vladimir bit his lip as he knocked and then opened to door to step into Cecil office. "Sir, there is gift downstair..im sure you will not like" he announced

[forensic-boi]

Miles removed the top piece, keeping on the lace since he was used to wearing it. The fabric almost felt like silk on his skin, fitting well for the most part despite the pants being a little to big. He wandered if they were going shopping like the man named Vladimir said.

The small man decided not to think on it to much as he opened the door and stepped out

[rk1k-cecil]

It didn’t take long for the other to change it seemed as the sound of the door opening caught Cecil’s attention. He turned to see Miles, looking a bit silly in the clothes that obviously didn’t fit on him before he was clearing his throat slightly. “As Vladimir said, we will get you proper clothing later. For now, allow me to show you around. And please, feel free to wonder after we get back from the store,”

And with that, the tour began as Cecil showed Miles the different rooms in the place, explaining what each one was for and which rooms he was not permitted to be in unless attended with someone. He was shown the kitchen, bathrooms, and both his and Miles room, informing him that he was free to enter these room at any time. Cecil barely used his room, opting to sleep at his desk when tired so it should be open most of the time.

[forensic-boi]

"So..what exactly do you do here..?" Miles asked softly as he followed Cecil, watching momentrially we he passed rooms to see what the people inside were doing

"And why do you sleep at your desk?"

[rk1k-cecil]

“I am in charge of everything that goes on here.” He started. “I make sure everyone is doing what they’re supposed to do and if they aren’t, then it is my job to punish them.” Cecil looked over at Miles, his expression neutral. “You could say I’m the boss around here.”

Cecil continued to stare at Miles before finally looking away, his question making his brow furrow slightly. “It’s more convenient. I can work till I fall asleep and then when I wake up, I can just keep on working. Though I never really intend to fall asleep.”

[forensic-boi]

[closed starter with @rk1k-cecil ]

Miles sighed softly as he exited one of the tents, a bit of blood covering his jacket from the men he was trying to help. The sight of those wounds and those men in such pain made his stomach twist and his heart ache, he was so lost in thought that he didn't notice the soldiers infront of him, knocking into their backs.

"I-I'm sorry" the small male said quickly as he tried to leave only to be blocked off by another soldier. "Why rush?" One of the men said in a thick Russian accent, blowing smoke in miles' face.

"Please I just want to go home" he pleased the men who were now backing him up to a post

"Why?" A different man said, "so you can be cozy under the covers while we risk our lives?" He growled. The small male gulped nervously, feeling his heart race as the men closed in "Maybe we should put you in a dress and have you act like a women, since you do that already!"

Miles was expecting these men to hit him next, trying to keep tears from peaking into his eyes as he tried to leave, only to get shoved back against the wall

[forensic-boi]

Miles rolled his eyes slightly with a small smile still on his face, "youre not in my debt Cecil, but if you feel like you must the only payment I will accept is you promising to be more careful" he joked

[rk1k-cecil]

“Fine.” He said with a small smile. “But like I said, if you need me, do not hesitate to find me.” Cecil placed a gentle hand on Miles’ shoulder before sighing, once again putting up his emotionless lieutenant front. With one last nod, he was putting his hat on, despite the momentary struggle he had while doing so with one hand.

[forensic-boi]

Miles gave a victorious smile, watching the lieutenant leave

The week went on as normal, Miles though being thrown for a loop. "Roger where is my shipment" the norwegain asked, slightly irritated his supplies weren't there. The man sighed and gave miles a frown, "theres been a cut for more food, you'll get it next shipment, I'm sorry.."

The medics eyes were suddenly set ablaze, turning and marching in to the majors tent, not caring that they were going over strategy. "What is this about my shipment being cut!" He said suddenly as he ripped through the cloth door, not caring that all eyes were on him.

"If it was your idiotic plan to cut the shipment -!"

"Mr. Luden" the Major replied sternly, glaring at the shorter male, "we will discuss this later". "No!" Miles shouted, fist balled at his sides, "we talk about this now!"

[rk1k-cecil]

The week had passed by rather quickly for the lieutenant. He was finally able to lose the sling yet he was still waiting to return to the field, instead taking jobs around the camp. He was currently in the middle of a meeting with the Major, some captains, a few colonels, and a couple other lieutenants when some came busting into the tent, causing green blue eyes to instantly lock on to the persons brave enough to interrupt up them.

Miles? The lieutenant’s eyes narrowed slightly, now looking from the medic to the major, simply listening to what was happening. Seems there was an issue with a shipment? Cecil had no real idea what had happened but, a nudge from one of the colonel’s told him he should probably step in.

With a deep breath, the Russian stepped forward, between Miles and the major, now looking at the shorter male. “Mi-“ He quickly cleared his throat so he could correct himself. “Mr. Luden, if I may..” He started, not ready for the fall out that doing this would potentially cause.

[rk1k-cecil]

💗 for a moodboard about another significant relationship in my muse’s life, with miles, you already know 👀

@forensic-boi

[therpmemes]

                                    moodboard meme

send me one of the following symbols and i’ll make a moodboard for my character.

✿ for a general moodboard about my muse

💛 for a moodboard about our muses’ relationship

❤  for a moodboard about a romantic relationship of my muse 

💗 for a moodboard about another significant relationship in my muse’s life

💕  for a moodboard on my muse’s view on romantic and/or sexual relationships 

👗 for a moodboard about my muse’s fashion style

👶 for a moodboard about my muse’s childhood

🏠  for a moodboard about my muse’s home aesthetics

🍕 for a moodboard about my muse’s favorite foods

👮 for a moodboard about my muse’s occupation

[thxandroidsxntbycybxrlifx]

OOC:

||Okay, hear me out....

What if I made

A JOHN WICK AU

[forensic-boi]

I'll protect you

[closed starter with @rk1k-cecil]

Everything was fine until he got the call. Miles excused himself from his and Cecil’s organizing of evidence so he could take the call. The Norwegian actually thought his heart was going to stop, feeling extremely woozy as the warden kept talking.

Jack was out. He would come for Miles

The human didn’t know his he was going to pass out or have an anxiety attack, maybe both. His system seemed to go into shock, the phone slipping from his hands as he started to hyperventilate.

He didn’t want to go back

[forensic-boi]

After a few more poses miles stood, smiling as sugar came over to rub against his leg, "hello baby" he cooed as he picked her up and carried her to the kitchen. Once he was there he grabbed the two bowls for the cats and put a mix of wet and dry food inside, placing it down again so they could eat

[rk1k-cecil]

By the time Miles hand finished, Tiger had already climbed into Cecil’s lap and had fallen asleep. The android didn’t dare move, even after Miles had gotten up and gone to the kitchen. The sound of food being made caught Tiger’s attention though as he jumped up and dashed into the kitchen to wait for his food. That gave Cecil the ability to finally get up, stretching slightly as he did to wake everything up before moving toward the kitchen as well.

[forensic-boi]

[closed starter with @rk1k-cecil ]

"This is the Boy Right?"

Miles Heard a grunt of approval, a cloth bag over his head. He had been bought, told to pack up his belongings and put on his best lingerie to meet his new owner.

"I want to see his eyes before I give you the money"

Suddenly miles was blinded by the light of the room as the bag was ripped off his head, strong hand grabbing his jaw tightly to make him look up. "He's gonna love you" the man laughed, letting go so that the bag could be placed over miles' head again. Soon he was on his way to his new "home" to be used in whatever way these people saw fit. The small male was brought into a house, the men calling for someone named Vladimir. Heavy foot steps came down wooden stairs with a sigh, "I have no time for-who is boy" came a thick Russian accent

"A gift of course, go get the boss"

Miles heard another loud sigh and foot steps make their way up the stairs again, miles being prepared to look pretty for when Cecil came down. Vladimir bit his lip as he knocked and then opened to door to step into Cecil office. "Sir, there is gift downstair..im sure you will not like" he announced

[forensic-boi]

Miles removed the top piece, keeping on the lace since he was used to wearing it. The fabric almost felt like silk on his skin, fitting well for the most part despite the pants being a little to big. He wandered if they were going shopping like the man named Vladimir said.

The small man decided not to think on it to much as he opened the door and stepped out

[rk1k-cecil]

It didn’t take long for the other to change it seemed as the sound of the door opening caught Cecil’s attention. He turned to see Miles, looking a bit silly in the clothes that obviously didn’t fit on him before he was clearing his throat slightly. “As Vladimir said, we will get you proper clothing later. For now, allow me to show you around. And please, feel free to wonder after we get back from the store,”

And with that, the tour began as Cecil showed Miles the different rooms in the place, explaining what each one was for and which rooms he was not permitted to be in unless attended with someone. He was shown the kitchen, bathrooms, and both his and Miles room, informing him that he was free to enter these room at any time. Cecil barely used his room, opting to sleep at his desk when tired so it should be open most of the time.

[forensic-boi]

[closed starter with @rk1k-cecil ]

Miles sighed softly as he exited one of the tents, a bit of blood covering his jacket from the men he was trying to help. The sight of those wounds and those men in such pain made his stomach twist and his heart ache, he was so lost in thought that he didn't notice the soldiers infront of him, knocking into their backs.

"I-I'm sorry" the small male said quickly as he tried to leave only to be blocked off by another soldier. "Why rush?" One of the men said in a thick Russian accent, blowing smoke in miles' face.

"Please I just want to go home" he pleased the men who were now backing him up to a post

"Why?" A different man said, "so you can be cozy under the covers while we risk our lives?" He growled. The small male gulped nervously, feeling his heart race as the men closed in "Maybe we should put you in a dress and have you act like a women, since you do that already!"

Miles was expecting these men to hit him next, trying to keep tears from peaking into his eyes as he tried to leave, only to get shoved back against the wall

[forensic-boi]

Miles rolled his eyes slightly with a small smile still on his face, "youre not in my debt Cecil, but if you feel like you must the only payment I will accept is you promising to be more careful" he joked

[rk1k-cecil]

“Fine.” He said with a small smile. “But like I said, if you need me, do not hesitate to find me.” Cecil placed a gentle hand on Miles’ shoulder before sighing, once again putting up his emotionless lieutenant front. With one last nod, he was putting his hat on, despite the momentary struggle he had while doing so with one hand.

[magnoliamemes-deactivated201906]

Send “You have pretty eyes” for my muses reaction.

©magnoliamemes

[forensic-boi]

I'll protect you

[closed starter with @rk1k-cecil]

Everything was fine until he got the call. Miles excused himself from his and Cecil’s organizing of evidence so he could take the call. The Norwegian actually thought his heart was going to stop, feeling extremely woozy as the warden kept talking.

Jack was out. He would come for Miles

The human didn’t know his he was going to pass out or have an anxiety attack, maybe both. His system seemed to go into shock, the phone slipping from his hands as he started to hyperventilate.

He didn’t want to go back

[forensic-boi]

Miles kept his eyes closed as he moved his feet behind him, suddenly bending back so he was nearly bent in half, taking in a few deep breaths as he held himself there

[rk1k-cecil]

The sound of movement caught Cecil’s attention, one of his eyes opening to see what Miles was doing. The sight before him had him opening both eyes, his head tilting once more. He didn’t know human’s could bend like that. Or was it just Miles that could do it?

[forensic-boi]

After that position miles opened his eyes, bringing up one leg like it was crossed infront of him while the other stayed behind him

"What?" He giggled softly

[rk1k-cecil]

Cecil blink when the other spoke, now looking at Miles before tilting his head the other way, watching him.

“I did not think it was possible for humans to bend this way.” He admitted out loud as he stared at Miles, still sitting in the first position.

[forensic-boi]

"There's people who are even more bendy than I am" he admitted, "I'm just really flexible cause I've been doing yoga ever since I was a kid, suprised I still can bend this much since I broke my neck when I was a kid" miles shrugged

[rk1k-cecil]

“You broke your neck?” He questioned, still content to just watch Miles move, his eyes scanning over his body, following the way his limbs moved and twisted almost like a snake. “And I believe that since you are the only person I have seen do this, then you are the most... bendy human have ever seen.”

[forensic-boi]

Miles nodded, "farther down near my spinal cord, luckily not to back that I would be paralyzed but it did take a lot of therapy to get back to were i was" he said as he moved his leg back and moved the other forward. The human giggled softly, "you should look up videos of contortionists, they are crazy bendy" 

[rk1k-cecil]

That sounds bad. Thank god Miles didn’t hurt himself too badly then as the thought of never getting to meet Miles crossed his mind. “I suppose I shall do that later.” He said, still watching the human move. Never did those green blue eyes leave the smaller male, his LED lazily spinning blue as he watched.

[forensic-boi]

Miles nodded as he moved positions again, going into the downward facing dog. He could feel Cecil's eyes studying the way his body moved and stretch, cheeks flushing slightly at the idea of the androids eyes being drawn to the air

[rk1k-cecil]

The new position was an interesting one, once again his eyes roaming over every inch of Miles’ body. Though, strangely enough, his eyes did linger on what seemed to be in the air, causing him to blink. Then he was looking down at the hands that were still resting on his knees, causing him to curl them into fists before uncurling them once more. Doing so seemed to smooth the feeling in his chest that he didn’t seem to notice was happening till it stopped. Strange indeed.

[forensic-boi]

[closed starter with @rk1k-cecil ]

"This is the Boy Right?"

Miles Heard a grunt of approval, a cloth bag over his head. He had been bought, told to pack up his belongings and put on his best lingerie to meet his new owner.

"I want to see his eyes before I give you the money"

Suddenly miles was blinded by the light of the room as the bag was ripped off his head, strong hand grabbing his jaw tightly to make him look up. "He's gonna love you" the man laughed, letting go so that the bag could be placed over miles' head again. Soon he was on his way to his new "home" to be used in whatever way these people saw fit. The small male was brought into a house, the men calling for someone named Vladimir. Heavy foot steps came down wooden stairs with a sigh, "I have no time for-who is boy" came a thick Russian accent

"A gift of course, go get the boss"

Miles heard another loud sigh and foot steps make their way up the stairs again, miles being prepared to look pretty for when Cecil came down. Vladimir bit his lip as he knocked and then opened to door to step into Cecil office. "Sir, there is gift downstair..im sure you will not like" he announced

[forensic-boi]

Miles hesitantly took Cecil's hand, stand from the chair still a bit confused. He'd never had an owner be this nice to him before, maybe he planned to make a move when they were actually in the bedroom?

It was certainly much nicer than the other rooms he'd had, the room even having its own bathroom with a tub. He turned to cecil and opened his mouth before closing it, he didn't know what this mans rules were

[rk1k-cecil]

The walk to the room was silent, though it seemed that was to be expected. Once they were actually at the room, he motioned for the other to enter, watching him take everything in before turning to face Cecil once more. Once again, silence. That was it. Cecil knee that the other male could talk, and he had hoped he had shown it was okay to speak, so why didn’t he?

Finally, he was sighing before opening his mouth. “Listen, you don’t have to stand at attention with me. And you don’t have to just silently take everything. You are free to speak when ever and to whomever you like.” He stated, crossing his arms over his chest. “You are no longer anything lesser than the people around you. You will be treated like an actual human being so please, feel free to act like one. No one will punish you for being yourself.”

Perhaps that came across as rude, but Cecil needed to let the other know right now that it was okay to be himself. And if anyone had a problem with it, they could bring it up with him. He was not going to allow anyone else treat Miles like property any longer.

[forensic-boi]

Miles stared at cecil for a moment, nodding with a soft 'ok' but the truth of the matter was he didn't know how. For years he had been a toy, something for someone to use and give to the next when they were done, he only knew himself as property.

He stood a moment more silent, picking at his nails absentmindedly. "Wh-whats your name..?"

[rk1k-cecil]

The unprompted question had the man smiling ever so slightly. “Cecil. Cecil Romanov.” He said. Cecil took another moment to stare before finally catching to why Mikes might not be changing yet. He wasn’t told he could, plus Cecil was still standing there watching him.

He cleared his throat after realizing this before handing the clothes over to Miles. “Here, if you want you can change in here. I’ll stand outside and wait for you, unless you would prefer that I left you alone.”

[forensic-boi]

Miles took the clothes with a small nod, a tiny smile pulling at his lips as he looked at cecil shyly. "I'll meet you outside"

[rk1k-cecil]

With a nod of his own, Cecil was stepping out of the room, closing the door behind him before standing in front of it. Didn’t want anyone just walking in there, though he doubted they would with him standing there.

[forensic-boi]

[closed starter with @rk1k-cecil ]

Miles sighed softly as he exited one of the tents, a bit of blood covering his jacket from the men he was trying to help. The sight of those wounds and those men in such pain made his stomach twist and his heart ache, he was so lost in thought that he didn't notice the soldiers infront of him, knocking into their backs.

"I-I'm sorry" the small male said quickly as he tried to leave only to be blocked off by another soldier. "Why rush?" One of the men said in a thick Russian accent, blowing smoke in miles' face.

"Please I just want to go home" he pleased the men who were now backing him up to a post

"Why?" A different man said, "so you can be cozy under the covers while we risk our lives?" He growled. The small male gulped nervously, feeling his heart race as the men closed in "Maybe we should put you in a dress and have you act like a women, since you do that already!"

Miles was expecting these men to hit him next, trying to keep tears from peaking into his eyes as he tried to leave, only to get shoved back against the wall

[forensic-boi]

Miles continued until the cup was gone, setting the bowl down before redressing his bandages since there was still a bit of dried blood. The males sighed softly and reached down to grab a cloth, placing it a little bit under the stitching. "This will sting.." Miles warned As he suddenly poured a liquid over the wound, the liquid being cause by the cloth

[rk1k-cecil]

Yes, that soup was just what he needed to feel warm inside, a soft sight escaping him. He didn’t lay back though, not yet as the other began to work on his injured shoulder, grimacing slightly as he did. The warning had him frowning slightly before hissing in pain, nearly reaching out to stop the pain. He knew that wouldn’t help though, so he merely gripped the sheets tight, his body now tense as he waited for the pain to pass.

[forensic-boi]

Miles gently patted the remaining liquid off the tender skin before putting on new bandages, "the burning should fade in about ten minutes but if it doesn't let me know" the male smiled. Miles gather the cup and disappear behind the corner again to clean up

[rk1k-cecil]

With a soft groan of pain, Cecil was rolling his now freshly bandaged shoulder. He nodded slightly before laying back, a soft sigh escaping him as he did. His face was still slightly contorted in pain but eventually, it was smooth it out as the burning feeling faded away. As it did though, his body grew tired, his eyelids becoming heavy as he stared up at the ceiling of the tent.

[forensic-boi]

The smaller male came back in with some paper work he needed to do, sitting in the chair next to the small table

"Has the pain faded?"

[rk1k-cecil]

Cecil hadn’t even realized that his eyes had been closed until they were opening again when hearing Miles’ question. He glanced tiredly over at him before simply nodding his head. “Thank you.” He muttered, his eyes closing once more.

[forensic-boi]

Miles watched as Cecil started to slowly get better, able to move around and even get out of bed on his own. The Lieutenant being able to use the arm slightly.

The smaller male adjusted the sling so it sat comfortably while still giving the other support. "Now I expect to see you with less holes in your body" miles joked, though a tad bit serious 

[rk1k-cecil]

The time they had spent together during his healing process had done things to Cecil. The once hardened war lieutenant now had a soft spot, but he’d be damned if he let anyone know. Miles would be seen as a weakness that other could use against him. Still, he didn’t seem to mind.

Cecil gave a small roll of his shoulder, feeling how it just seemed to ache like a joint before a storm. A small smile tugged at his lips as he looked at Miles. “I make no promises.” He admitted, rolling his shoulder once more as he tried to grow used to the sling. “Besides, if I get hurt again, I’ll get to see you.”

[forensic-boi]

Miles shook his head despite his flushed cheeks and smile painted across his face, "well Id prefer it at least be a small cut and nothing more" he giggled

[rk1k-cecil]

A soft chuckle escaped the Russian. “Once again, I make no promises.” Then, he was standing, glad to be able to do so now. “Since I am unable to carry gun, they will keep me in camp.” He stated, looking down at Miles. “So if you need me, come find me. I am in your debt.”