#rkunwiired

[kiantrev]

@rkunwiired

“Oh, hello Chester! Good morning!” the florist greets the tattooist just as he’s unlocking his tattoo shop, his little brother Connor already rushing inside to prep the place. Kieran was just about to start his daily morning sweeping outside his tiny garden of a shop, as the town slowly woke up around them.

[argentumtonitrua]

💞💞 ayyy spread some positivity!! :DD

Send me a “ 💞 ” and I will talk about a blog I adore

@tempcsts​ / @stcrshell​ 

AK. Probably the first person who interacted w/ me on here that didn’t know me from one of my previous blogs. We started by throwing memes back and forth and the kisses meme happened and she messaged me to ask / clarify some stuff. I’ve mentioned it before but I went into FFXV not shipping anything and then. We bounced a few ideas back and forth, put together the first thread and ho boy. FEELS. The kiss thread and then the sharing the bed thread. AND EVERYTHING ELSE. Be it asks or threads, they’ve grown together so much. And even w/ the bumps in the road, it’s still so much joy to see where things go. 

OKAY OKAY. 

You want a soft bean? Then look no further. It’s so easy to talk ooc w/ AK and honestly, I’m glad that we started doing it. From muse stuff to just everyday things to anything in-between. Like that sweet Pin.teres.t board that makes me weep every time I look @ it. And, like. All the muses!! It’s interesting seeing her take on both Gladio and Prom and to see the differences between hers and mine. Even tho our current interactions Hurt sdfghjkl.

@sagcfire

SWEET POTATO MASH. Not so innocent potato bc I got dragged into Promnis straight away w/ the promise of cute fanart and interactions lmao. We will have a Proper Thing™ going on at some point. and Come camp in my inbox. Well, it’s been a while since we’ve been writing together and those are still true pffft. 

I lov. Mash bc she’s just like. Look @ this cute thing. and it’s fanart and aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. L isten, I love when people link me things bc it’s usually the other way around. :’D Even if it’s not fanart, I’ll still appreciate it. 

Also, that sweet sweet fanart she draws. Like holy moly, I only caught a stream once but ngl I was :0 for the majority of it bc Talent and Patience. Honestly, I would have cried midway through the drawing. :’)

Her Iggy?? Incredible. Whenever I read her replies whether to my stuff or in general, I can hear his voice and that’s amazing imo. Especially w/ my goldfish memory oops. And not only that but also the way he speaks and acts and. Can I say everything? Bc everything. 

[fragmented-personage]

   “Gonna break your neko neko kneecaps”

@ruthlessreed | @rkunwiired

[neoteric-ameliorate-blog]

★ @rkunwiired​ Liked for a starter  

   Having people come to New Jericho was nothing new, Androids came from all over once deviated to try to find a new home, one where they could be free and safe from human, away from those who might hurt them or to try to bring them back to an unsafe or undesirable location. Some just came here after being released by Cyberlife after the success of the Revolution, most Androids simply had nowhere to go. New Jericho was a haven.

   So when a new Android arrived it wasn’t a surprise to Markus but what was a surprise was the reports of what model he was, a brand new model had walked through their doors, one he had heard some rumours about so he had to admit, he was intrigued by his sudden appearance to the Android safe haven.

   It was rather rare that Markus had the time to meet anyone new to New Jericho, with trying to sort out the new laws with President Warren and just trying to get things sorted for those who sought the refuge that New Jericho offered, but he had made the time for this stranger, curiosity had simply gotten the better of him so he had Josh make an arrangement for he and the new Android to meet.

   Hopefully it hadn’t put the other out that Markus was running a few minutes late, the last meeting he had with President Warren had gone on far longer than what he had expected it to, humans were still so fascinating to him especially how their politics worked. 

   Passing through his offices doors, Markus does his best to offer the stranger a calming smile but the day had worn him down and he was straining at best. But he makes his way over and sits himself down on the other side of the desk filled with papers sorted into precise piles, his attention however isn’t on any of those as his mismatched eyes settle on the Android before him, the rumours following this Android wasn’t the best of things, most of it was bad news and it wasn’t something that the free Androids of New Jericho needed right now, so he had to work this out before they accepted to house this Android and to give him that freedom he must’ve been lacking.

   “My name is Markus” He starts off with after a minute of silence to simply get his thoughts together. “What’s yours?”

[citysplit]

"Will you kiss me at midnight?"

it’s been an hour and a half but new year’s starters wooo

“ of course, “ she replies softly, abandoning the paperwork and rising from her desk. a chaste kiss is pressed to his cheek and her hand finds his to give it a squeeze before she glances at the clock. 11:42PM. less than twenty minutes left of 2039. surely no one would begrudge her that time with all the work she’s done that day, let alone the past few months.

“ there is no other way i’d want to start my year. “

[ncnorocit]

Chester gently pokes him with a fork as he continues to prepare dinner like it's nothing. "This is because you forgot to feed the cats again", he explains and merrily continues the poking.

did he. . actually forget to feed the cats ? gavin vividly remembers waking up , groggily going about his morning ritual before all the five babies started screaming at his feet . he dismissed them with an ounce of well — deserved attention ; it was his husband's turn to feed them , yes ? — but he found out that it's not 'round lunchtime , when chester asked in that gentle voice of his : " did you remember to feed the cats this morning , gavin ? " . .it's neither the last nor the first time our detective forgot , so hours later. . here he is : stuck , standing next to chester as he pokes him with. . with a fork . he eyes the other from a side , an urge to take 'n throw the fork away so strong he almost caves , but how could he. . when his dear husband's such an angel ?

" be a good guy and remind me earlier next time . i don't wanna look like a fuckin' prick in front of my babies . " reed replies & there's a hint of humor strapped behind his words . damn. . he really needs to remember next time .

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⸤ CHESTER – @rkunwiired  // from here ⸣

OF COURSE that he has nothing better to do than to watch her destroy glass bottles. The whole place is always on edge whenever he’s inside. Even those who’ve accepted him and that he’s changed seem to be just as much on edge at times. Perhaps she’s one of the few ( if not THE one ) that refuses to let herself fear him anymore. 

“I should have thought so if you’re here, watching me.“ 

A gentle WOOSH resounds as she swings the baseball bat at nothing in particular before putting it down and leaning on it, using it as a more of a crutch now. It’s not needed for she doesn’t feel exhausted however it’s more of a habit at this point. 

Carefully weighed words are offered in response for she doesn’t like sharing things about herself with those she’s not close with. “Practice. Lots of it.” tense but not as bad as it could be “Lots of empty bottles too.” 

[prototyperk-blog]

⸤ CHESTER – @rkunwiired  // from here ⸣

Perhaps she’s been a bit too fast to judge. After all, all she knows about the RK900 models is what she’s heard from others and the little she’s seen of them on the rare chances when she tags along to the site of crimes. 

It’s not fair.

Seeing Chester like this. It brings forth a sense of guilt at being so quick to form an opinion. And although the change won’t happen instantly, it has to at least start somewhere. This seems just as good a place as any. 

So she takes a seat a bit away from him, not too far but not too close either. “You’re welcome~” then with a soft hum “I don’t think we’ve ever properly introduced ourselves. I’m Calliope but you can call me Callie.” little things. If he doesn’t want to talk about what’s on his mind then she doesn’t mind acting as a distraction.