who you are is a choice

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[the-manfred-boys]

( Good news! To help me handle all my muses without wearing myself down, I’ve moved them all to a single, multimuse blog. This should hopefully help me keep from burning myself out with all the hastle of running multiple side blogs. This new one is a main account so that should also make it so you don’t have to guess when I send you asks and things. You can now find all of my muses at @the-mind-of-xelyn and this blog will be closing, or I suppose, more migrating there. I’m still working on getting all the threads transferred over on my thread tracker and I imagine if you have threads with me you will have to do the same with yours. I apologize for this. But if you are following this blog and wish to continue seeing it’s content or interacting, please go follow the new one! I will try to follow you all back but if I miss someone, feel free to let me know. It’s hard to keep track sometimes. )

[beasts-at-our-core]

Leo takes the glasses off and sits on the table in front of Richard. "You know I was only joking around with you. Why are you so down?"

Pleased to see that he was greeted by a familiar (and very cute) face, Richard offered Leo a smile and pulls him by the legs towards him, looking up at the other mousy brunet. “First off, I’m not down. I’m just tired. But I appreciate the concern nonetheless.” It was honestly really sweet of Leo to be concerned about him.

“Second off, I can’t always tell if something’s a joke.” Richard informed Leo. “It’s not my fault, some stuff just flies way over my head. And it’s not your fault, either. My brain just works differently and one of the caveats is that some stuff like jokes and social cues just go over my head.”

He then cocks an eyebrow at Leo, smirking at him from his seating position with his face in front of his lap. “And finally, I’m always happy to see you, Sugar.” He purred in a teasing way. “Makes my day better as soon as I do.”

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Leo makes a small surprised noise as Richard grabs his legs and pulls him closer. But he shrugs his shoulders at the other man's explanation. "I get it. I'm the same way with some things. Usually it's me thinking other people are joking when they aren't though. Sometimes it's hard to tell." Social cues and boundaries weren't an easy thing for Leo to understand either.

When Richard started teasing, he was able to pick up on that though and a small, shy smile appeared on his lips. "I'll keep the shades off so you can see me better then. Unless you need to sleep?"

His expression changes to show a bit of concern and he awkwardly raises a cautious hand to push some of Richard's fly away locks away from his face. "If you wanna lay your head in my lap, I can let you nap and make sure no creepers steal your hot chocolate or try any funny stuff."

[the-manfred-boys]

An ornament rests on Leo's doorstep. It's covered in blood and resembles the Egyptian goddess Sekhmet. Maybe it's some kind of bad omen or someone pulling a prank.

Leo bends down and looks at the ornament, mildly concerned that it's covered in blood. But he thinks it looks cool, so he picks it up and brings it inside with him, washing the blood off and setting it on one of his shelves along with several other bizarre trinkets he's picked up over the years.

[vhsmeme]

* talk about your muse!

send 🍯 for a food headcanon

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[onlyrpmemes]

Send my muse a personal question. Ask them things you want to know!

[the-manfred-boys]

“Hi, I’m here to ruin everything.” -From Gavin to Leo

Leo looked up from the sketch of a tattoo he was designing, seeing Gavin's familiar face and instantly spewing a sarcastic retort. "Thanks, but I'm already pretty well covered on that front. I doubt there's much you could do to make things worse than I already have."

He wasnt sure if Gavin was here for work or just because he wanted to see Leo, but he sure as hell hoped it wasn't for work. Leo wasn't quite out of the woods yet with the illegal crap he was trying to get away from and if his old friends pulled something, he could easily be incriminated for it if they wanted to put the blame on him. If Gavin was here for buisiness, he hoped it was Leo's and not his. But then, if it was for something else...

[naughtyandnicerpmemes]

if u ship ur muse with my muse

PLEASE FUCKING TELL ME

because i might also ship it

but i would be sitting there like

welp, i would do this, but i don’t know if they like it

[rp-meme-central]

text post sentence starters

1. “I may legally be an adult but don’t be fooled, I have no idea what the hell I’m doing.” 

2. “Sometimes it physically pains me to hold back my sarcastic comments.” 

3. “Well, well, well. If it isn’t my old friend, the dawning realization that I fucked up real bad.” 

4. “Don’t tell me to calm down, I’ll throw a fucking desk at your face”

5. “I use hun not hon because you are not my honey, you are my fierce warrior.”

6. “Is ‘no’ an emotion, because I feel it.” 

7. “All I did this year was get more gay.” 

8. “I need a hug and six months sleep”

9. “I haven’t made any really bad decisions lately, I’m getting bored.” 

10. “If you can’t handle me at my worst then leave, because I don’t have a best, I’m always awful” 

11. “Hi, I’m here to ruin everything.” 

12. “You think you’re a better kisser than me? You think you’re a better cuddler? Come over here and prove it, punk”

13. “I accidentally showed some weakness earlier, it was disgusting, I would not recommend it.”   

14. “My workout goal is to lift everyone’s spirit”

15. “I’ll stop dressing in black when they invent a darker colour.” 

16. “I may be short but that doesn’t mean you’re not about to experience the wrath of god”

17. “The human body has 7 billion nerves and some people manage to get on every single fucking one of them” 

18. “I didn’t choose the cool life, it didn’t choose me either. I’m not cool.” 

19. “My emo phase never went away, it just aged like a fine wine.” 

20. “Don’t joke about murder, I was murdered once and it offends me.” 

[the-manfred-boys]

the-quantum-repairman​:

‘Hm. Just so happens one of mine needs touching up. What days are you in? I’m Thomas, by the way.’

The redhead was glad Leo had already suggested asking for him if he wanted a tattoo. He had been planning to find a way to offer the guy some work, whatever he did, within reason, but he hadn’t wanted Leo to think he was offering charity. Which he was, but only because he knew what it was like, and appreciated the times his friends had sent trivial work his way to help him keep the lights on.

As soon as Thomas mentioned he had a tattoo already, Leo seemed to perk up with interest. “No kidding, can I see your ink?” Leo took a step forward, feeling a little braver and more at ease now. “I’m usually in on Tuesdays, Thursdays, Fridays, and Saturdays. Sometimes I come in on other days too if they need me, but I’m always there on those days,” he answered. 

“You, um, kind of talk different than what I’m used to, Thomas. Is that an accent I’m hearing?” Leo was trying really hard to be polite about his curiosity. In the past he might not have been, but he was working on being better about that sort of thing now. “Sorry. It just- I guess I’m just curious, you know? It kinda sounds cool. I like it.”

[the-manfred-boys]

Continued from here

@detective-with-one-arm

Rachel wasn’t one who enjoyed being late for things. Especially things like this. After all, she was meeting Markus’s family and close friends. She had to make a good impression on them. After all, she liked Markus. She really liked Markus, so she wanted to make as good of a first impression as possible. To be accepted more by those that he viewed as family.

Of course, it didn’t escape her that this gesture was meant as a way of Markus saying that he wanted her to be a part of his family. But nevertheless, she wanted to earn that place in his life.

She’d driven just a little ways away and parked a good distance from the manor. Walking up to it in the cool night air, Rachel was wearing something elegant. A lovely dark forest green dress that had a bit of a side-slant trim at the bottom, the right side hiking up higher than the left. On her shoulders was a dark red flowing cardigan to keep warm in the chilly winter air and on her feet were some nice black dress shoes that clacked in a satisfactory way as she walked up the cobblestone path to the front door.

Rachel also decided to wear a little make up. Some red lipstick and black eyeliner. Nothing too major. Just a little something extra to add to her look.

Ringing the doorbell, she was very quickly greeted by a familiar face and yelped in surprise when Markus picked her up and spun her around before putting her down again. She couldn’t help but laugh gleefully, though. “I’m glad to see you too, Markus.” She giggled, trying very hard to ignore the way her heart started rapidly beating at the nickname he gave her. “Well, you know what they say, the early bird gets the worm.”

Approaching them, she noticed an elderly looking gentleman in a wheelchair smiling at her. She tried not to focus too hard on it and simply smiled back at him curtly. Though, it did make her feel all bashful to hear that Markus apparently talked about her to him. She very quickly figured that this was Carl and that he was Markus’s father.

But then he mentioned the mistletoe and Rachel looked up and could confirm that they were standing under it. Looking back at Markus, she could see that while he didn’t plan this, he was not complaining about it. She then glanced between Carl and Markus with a bemused look. “I can definitely see the resemblance between you two.” She joked with a roll of her eyes.

Markus bit back the innuendo he wanted to make regarding her comment on being early, instead choosing to laugh at her joke about a family resemblance. Obviously she meant their personalities more than appearance, since Markus’ design looked nothing like Carl. He still found it funny she thought they were alike. A high compliment, but funny nonetheless. 

“He did sort of raise me in a way,” Markus said nonchalantly with a shrug of his shoulders, while Carl just gave a hearty laugh beside them. “We don’t have to kiss if you don’t want. It’s just a fun little Christmastime game.” He pulled away from Rachel, but let his hand slip into hers to try and pull her closer inside so he could properly introduce her to Carl. Leo was probably still on the couch in the living room playing on his cellphone, so he could introduce her to him as well. 

[the-manfred-boys]

swatteam60​:

Conrad was immediately confused at the pet name, eyebrows furrowed in confusion as Markus spoke. It was okay? He’d relieve his stress? Conrad hadn’t even noticed their position had changed until the back of his hands met the wall.

He practically hung onto Markus’ every word, feeling a part of him metaphorically kneel for him. Conrad couldn’t believe how gentle he was being, how he was offering something so taboo even though Conrad acted like such a jerk. The shorter looked away, biting his lip as he seemed to mull it over.

On one hand, getting dick sounded nice, but on the other… Conrad couldn’t get attached. It was clearly a one time thing. He squeezed his eyes shut, thinking only a moment before nodding slowly.

Markus kept his mismatched eyes trained on Conrad, watching his reaction carefully. The way he bit his lip and squeezed his eyes shut while thinking only fueled Markus’ attraction to him more. When Conrad nodded his head, Markus smiled and leaned in closer so his lips were practically grazing the other RK’s neck. 

“You’ve got to say it out loud if you want it. Go on, use your voice and tell me what you want me to do to you,” he murmured against Conrad’s throat. Part of him was just genuinely enjoying teasing the other android. But another part of him wanted to make sure this was completely consensual beyond a shadow of a doubt. It was happening awfully fast and he didn’t want Conrad to do something he would regret. 

[the-manfred-boys]

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Continued from here

@wr400-valorie

Valorie cocked her head at the action, a bit confused at what he was doing before deciding to take his hand and put it on one of her breasts.

“Is this what you wanted?” She asked curiously.

Leo froze the moment he felt Valorie’s hand on his, holding perfectly still while allowing her to maneuver his arm to something soft. He couldn’t tell what it was at first, still laying with his pillow overtop of his face. But when she asked if it was what he wanted, he let his fingers give a light squeeze and started to get an inkling of what it was. 

Suddenly Leo flung the pillow off of his face and looked over to confirm his suspicions. Yep. She had just had him reach over and grope her breast. 

“Holy fucking shit.” His voice shook with nervous laughter and his eyes were wide with panic, unsure of what exactly was going on right now. Leo withdrew his hand, pushing himself up into a sitting position and scooting to face her while looking at his fingers like he was afraid he’d just touched some sacred object and might burst into flames like a demon for doing it. 

“Heh... heh... whaaaaat was that?”  He asked, still giggling anxiously. “ Did you- like- did you do that on p-p-purp-p-pose?”  Not that he was complaining. Damn they really were as soft and warm as he’d imagined. No, wait. That was bad. Bad Leo. Focus. “Miss Valorie, I don’t think you’re supposed to do that. Isn’t it- I dunno, isn’t it against the rules or something?” 

[the-manfred-boys]

Continued from here

@wr400-valorie

Valorie’s eyes still had a softness to them as she approached and gently sat down next to him.

“You do not need to “spill your guts out”. I believe you humans need them to survive after all.” A machine like attempt at a joke, but it was an attempt.

“Your father has also paid in advanced, so you need not worry about payment. Though I will not force you to talk to me, I provide service in multiple ways. We could just sit here and talk about your day, or we could sit in silence. I’m here for you purpose Leo. Whatever you feel comfortable with we will only do so, nothing more.” Valorie really meant it, not wanting to stress the human out any further.

She gently brushed a stray hair from his face and tucked it behind his ear before smiling at him.

“Can you do me one favor, Leo? Take a deep breath..”

Despite Leo’s protests, Valorie still came over and sat next to him on the edge of the bed, surprising the mousy brunette and leaving him staring at her with his mouth hanging open slightly. Her joke earned a small quirk of one of his eyebrows, but he was too busy wondering what she was playing at to laugh at it. The android’s insistence on helping him in whatever way he needed was... weird. He supposed if it was her job, she had no choice though. Leo just wasn’t used to anyone caring that much, so was still suspicious. 

When Valorie reached a hand towards his face, Leo suddenly flinched back. But when all she did was brush some loose hair out of his face and smile at him, he was left feeling more confused than ever. “Uhmm...” His dark eyes darted away nervously, but he went ahead and did what she asked him to. 

“Okay... I guess.” Sucking in a deep breath and swallowing it down, he gave a ragged exhale through his nose before looking back at Valorie. “Not really sure if that actually helps but...” he mumbled, trailing off without finishing the sentence.

[the-manfred-boys]

Markus headcanon that no one asked for:

After the revolution, Markus is very adamant about being able to express himself. This is especially true of expressing affection and love for those he cares about. He does this in a lot of ways, but he is a very tactile person, so physical affection is one of his favorite ways to show people he cares.

Even platonically, he loves to hug, cuddle, hold hands, nudge shoulders or elbows, anything to touch the people he cares about and be close to them. He actually has a problem with boundaries sometimes and has to be told not to invade people’s bubble if they don’t like physical affection. Luckily, he is very good at remembering to tone it down for people that prefer not to be touched and finds other ways to show affection to them, being very mindful of that once he knows. But he does have to be told first, or he will just do what comes naturally to him and smother them with physical affection.

Along with his cuddly nature, Markus also likes to show affection with pet names. He has a whole arsenal of them and isn’t afraid to use them. He doesn’t have to be in a romantic relationship with you to call you ‘hun’ or ‘sweetie’ or even ‘babe’. He just does it. Nicknames for people he cares about, or even sometimes just random strangers he meets, can and will happen. He just really likes to use them. So, don’t be surprised if he calls you ‘babygirl/boy’ or ‘darling’ even if he barely knows you. 

But, be warned, if you get all flustered and cute about it, it only encourages him to actually start flirting. Those names don’t necessarily mean anything too deep to him, but if he sees that it gets under someone’s skin and makes them blush, he will instantly turn it into a game. After all, now that he isn’t bogged down by the stress of the revolution, he is living his life to the fullest and just enjoying it. That means he’s allowed to have fun by teasing and flirting, which just so happens to be one of his favorite things to do.

[the-manfred-boys]

mistle mistle - For Markus and Rachel?

Carl was throwing a small party this year for close friends and family. Markus had never known him to host such events in his own home before, but after the revolution, he had reconnected with Leo, accepted Markus as his son, and accepted all of the found family Markus had made the past year as people he cared for as well, and it had prompted him to want a special Christmas with them all together and enjoying the holidays as one big family. It warmed Markus’ heart to see that Carl’s health was doing so much better and he was feeling social again. Honestly, he was happier than the RK200 had ever seen him, and it meant so much to Markus that he was opening his home to loved ones again.

Admittedly, he was also excited to have Carl meet someone special that Markus had recently brought into his life. He wasn’t sure what sort of relationship he had with Rachel yet. In all honesty, he hadn’t bothered putting a label on it. He just knew that he liked her and wanted to spend more time with her. Inviting her over to meet the people that meant the most to him was just another way to do that. To add her to the group of loved ones he’d grown to care so much for. 

Markus was in the kitchen getting refreshments ready for the party when he heard the doorbell. It was still pretty early for guests to be arriving, but he dropped what he was doing to go see who it was, and lo and behold, just the person he’d been thinking of was waiting outside on the doorstep. With a wide grin, the android opened the door to greet her. 

Before she could even get a word in, Markus wrapped his arms around her in a warm embrace. “I’m so glad you made it!” He lifted her off her feet and spun her inside before letting her down gently. One arm stayed around her while the other reached back to pull the door closed behind him. “You’re early though, babydoll. Wasn’t expecting anyone to start showing up for another fifteen minutes. Not that I’m complaining.” He turned his heterochromatic eyes back to her with an inviting smile as they stood in the doorway. 

An older gentleman in a wheelchair rolled in to the foyer and his gravely voice pulled Markus’ attention away for a moment as he asked, “is this is the girl you’ve been telling me all about?” Markus replied by giving a proud nod of his head in confirmation. “Well, don’t just stand there under the mistletoe. Bring her in and introduce us. Unless you two would rather kiss first.” The old man had an amused smirk on his face as he teased them, but Markus looked up at the mistletoe hanging above them before bringing his gaze back down to Rachel with a playful question in his mismatched hues.

“It is tradition, right?”