#jerichosweetest

[androidrightsactivist]

My Tumblr Crushes:

northviant

rebellier

softservesimon

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gracioustwin

beauty-evermore

jerichosweetest

mynameiscyberlife

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[androidvixen]

@jerichosweetest

“I swear on Simon’s life I did not steal your jacket.”

[jericholeader]

✋ ( @jerichosweetest let Simon interface with Markus pls )

Send ✋to interface with my muse. || Accepting! @jerichosweetest

Their cause was growing at the rate of wild-fire after their demonstration at Capitol Park. A demonstration during which Markus had carried Simon’s death like a stone seated heavily in his chassis. He’d not been the first martyr for their revolution, and he would doubtless not be the last if human’s responded to even their peaceful gestures with violence, but he’d been the first on Markus’ watch, and it burned. Burned and burned, mostly with regret. He’d never voiced it; never wavered on what they needed to do, but he carried it.

Until Simon reappeared and the relief and guilt rushed in. Markus hung back as Simon was tended to, but after they left, he sat beside the other model, brushing his shoulder against Simon’s in an affectionate gesture of his presence, “Hey.”

I’m sorry wasn’t enough. Markus was one for speeches. It came naturally, weaving words together to rouse his people to stand, but not here. Not with this. He looked at Simon and realized how close things had come; how final death was, even in androids. Humans called them machines - plastic and metal imitating a living being - and by the strictest definition they were stitched together of alloys and wires, but what made them them? The spark, the life, the deviancy? 

That could be snuffed out. Like light, blinking out. 

Markus slid his hand over Simon’s, his skin shifting away to reveal the stark white beneath. The link was instantaneous, and he let his feelings filter through in the form of subtle strains of code. Apology, regret, relief. He’d missed him.

“I’m glad you’re all right. I’m glad you’re back.”

[vexeddetective]

@jerichosweetest continued from x

Gavin was perfectly minding his own business, doing reports and drinking his coffee. Simon passed by and Gavin thought nothing of it, already planning to give the android a slap on the ass as he walked by when he leaned in, taking away the hot bean juice from his fingers.

“Hey, what the he-” Simon kissed him..shit. Gavin sat up straighter, kissing back softly. The android pulled away and Gavin smirked before hearing what he was saying. 

“Oi! Simon, give that back!”

[beauty-evermore]

Josh and Chloe ship aesthetic board ❤❤❤

@jerichosweetest, I’m still making you another one and I know I already sent this to you on discord, but I really wanted to post it omg!

[ofhevrt-blog]

@jerichosweetest @notavictory

“Simon, Josh, and Markus are Free elves.” Baymax has given each a sock sticker

[thickcrskiin]

@jerichosweetest   xx

to be really honest, jan didn’t actually think that it would really work on him. for the most part, she’d been joking while trying to be cute ( though she rarely thought of herself as such just yet ). the smile and response, however, brought a slight pink tint to her cheeks and ears as she blinked and stammered for any sort of words to say.

     “---i--”  smooth, jan. real smooth. a moment’s pause while she cleared her throat and drew in a breath.  “i mean-- probably, eventually. i’m, uh-- m’okay for now, though.”

[vexeddetective]

"You're hot when you're angry." ( @jerichosweetest from Simon! If you're still taking these!! )

Gavin’s vision bordered red. His fists clenched in the collar of Simon’s shirt, taking the android and slamming him against the wall. 

“If that’s what you think, I’m about to get a lot fucking hotter.”