Trust No One

Indie rp blog for RK900 from Detroit: Become Human | Multiship/verse blog | Please read the rules before interacting | Semi-selective | This blog will have NSFW themes (18+) | Side blog for thxandroidsxntbycybxrlifx | EST

[magnoliamemes-deactivated201906]

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

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[sphinxmemesmusings]

Send my Muse some stars!

✪ = I wanna kill you ✪✪ = I hate you ✪✪✪ = I kinda dislike you ✪✪✪✪ = You’re okay ✪✪✪✪✪ = Whoa you’re kinda cute ✪✪✪✪✪✪ = Stop being so perfect ✪✪✪✪✪✪✪ = *nosebleed* ✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪ = oh god you are hella sexy ✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪ = I wanna have sex with you ✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪ = Marry me

[wxlf-in-sheeps-clothes]

🔔 — their appearance (eye color,

[Eye color: Grey blue]

[letyourdreamymemesbememes]

Aesthetics

Send me a muse + a symbol, and I will make an aesthetic for that muse with the following theme (please include description, if you want something specific): 

👘 — their culture/ethnicity 🧣 — a holiday 🧙‍♂️ — their Hogwarts house ☔ — a type of weather 🌍 — a favorite place 🌈 — a god/goddess 🎨 — associated/favorite colors 📆 — a season ❤ — a ship ⚠ — an AU ✡ — a religion 💠 — an occupation 🔔 — their appearance (eye color, skin tone, hairstyle, nail color, body type, etc.) 🏳️‍🌈 — their pride flag 🕖 — a time of day 📖 — a book  💡 — their MBTI/16 Personalities type 🎥 — a movie 🔮 — their tarot card type ⭐ — their astrology sign 🎼 — a song 🏆 — an Olympic sport 💄 — their make-up routine 🦋 — an animal 💐 — a flower 🍎 — a food  ☑ — a requested theme (ADD YOUR OWN!)

[rk1k-cecil]

Mun vs muse(s)

Myself, Cecil, Connor, and RK900 (I did all my boys)

Tagged by: @raakxbecomedeviant

Tagging: @forensic-boi @moore-than-a-runaway Uhhh... Feel free to steal this too?

[honeyboychangbin]

Sentence Starters

“I’ve never seen one of these completely to my taste so i decided to make my own!

ANGST

“I can’t do anything right.”

“Please don’t cry.”

“Why are you awake right now?”

“Why are you lying to me?”

“Wake up! Please wake up.”

“Forget it, you’re a fucking asshole.”

“Don’t you ever do that again!”

“Is that blood?” “…..No?”

“Please don’t lie to me again, I can’t take it.”

“Do you even still love me?”

“Nobody’s seen you in days.”

“Why are you awake?”

“I’m worried about you.”

“Can you shut up for once in your life?”

“Holding everything in doesn’t help, you know.”

“Are you hurt?” “No.” “Then why are there bruises all over your face?”

“If you don’t hug me right now I think I might fall apart.”

“Leave! Me! Alone!”

FLUFF

“Go with me?” “As long as you hold my hand.”

“Is there a reason you’re blushing like that?” 

“Have you seen my hoodie?” “Nooo.” “You’re wearing it, aren’t you?”

“Have you always been this beautiful?”

“OH you’re jealous!”

“Can we stay like this forever?”

“Please just kiss me already.”

“I think you might be my soulmate.”

“Sleep over? Please?”

“Are we on a date right now?”

“I think I’m in love with you.”

“He’s so pretty I think I’m gonna faint.”

“Are you flirting with me?” “You finally noticed?”

“Am I your lockscreen?” “You weren’t supposed to see that.”

“I missed you so much.”

“Do you think the moon is jealous of how pretty you are?”

“I’m here for you.”

“I wish we could live together already.”

MISC

“All I do is drink coffee and say bad words.”

“Quit touching me, your feet are cold!”

“I think I just ripped my pants.”

“Sharing is caring, now give me the hoodie!”

“Can I pet your dog?” “Do I know you?”

“Did you seriously just get your foot stuck in a toilet?” “Maybe.”

“If I die, I’m haunting you first.”

“But I’ve never told you that before.” 

“Stop being grumpy, it’s lame.”

“So, uh, I locked the keys in the car.”

“Is the cat in a onesie?” “Uh, no?

“Can we please stop running? I think I’m dying.”

“You come here often?” “Well, I work here. So I think I’d have to say ‘yes’.”

“Aren’t we supposed to be working?”

“Give me attention.”

“YOU SAID TO BE HONEST STOP HITTING ME!”

“Okay, so maybe I didn’t see that coming.”

“I’m too sober for this.” “You don’t even drink.” “Maybe I should start.”

[justmorerpmemes]

Non-Verbal Venting Starters

Send me a number to find my muse trying to vent some emotions on their own. Send Reverse + a Number to have my muse find yours in such a state:

Angrily sparring alone.

Frustratingly attempting to read.

Pacing back and forth.

Going for an incredibly late night walk.

Failing at being productive.

Tossing an object at a wall repeatedly.

Sitting alone, head down on a desk.

Attempting the same task over and over to no avail.

Scribbling furiously on a piece of paper.

Tapping against a table.

Ignoring the problems with a scowl on their face.

Exercising with intensity.

Hitting an inanimate object over and over.

Trying not to cry.

Working on an assignment for the last few hours without a break.

Looking like they need someone to listen.

Yelling into the sky thinking no one is around.

Staring at their phone, hovering over an unsent message.

Listening to music in a quiet space.

Finding them in a secluded, out of the way place.

[ask-meme-addicts]

Roast my muse. Tell them the hard truths about themselves that they need to hear.

Alternatively, send 🔥 + a URL/name and my muse will roast them.

[wxlf-in-sheeps-clothes]

"I was told to deliver this note to you" (@forensic-boi)

FOR  THE  MUSES  WORKING  IN  LAW  PROMPTS

It seemed to take the android a moment to register that someone was talking to him, causing his brow to furrow slightly. Slowly, he turned his attention to the smaller male, grey blue eyes seeming to narrow slightly before he was holding out his hand. “Do hand it over then.” He said, his voice stern, holding no kindness as he spoke. RK900 had a job to do and kindness just slowed things down.

@forensic-boi

[forensic-boi]

The way the android described it made miles nervous, it was like the rk900 model had experienced it before. “Are you trying to suggest that we have a possible serial killer?”

[wxlf-in-sheeps-clothes]

“We have a potential serial killer, yes.” He said, now looking over at Miles. He picked up on the almost unnoticeable nervousness, his eyes narrowing slightly. Perhaps he had caught on. No need to expose himself though as it’s possible the human doesn’t know and is just unnerved by the information he was just given. “And I believe that the only way we are going to catch them is by getting another body.”

[forensic-boi]

“We can’t just wait until they kill someone eles” miles exclaimed, “we have evidence to search the suspects house and see if someone eles is attached to this”

[wxlf-in-sheeps-clothes]

“So you have a suspect?” He questioned, raising an eyebrow. “If you have a suspect, then why have we been standing here talking about this? We should have started investigating them immediately.” He stated, sounding surprisingly calm.

[forensic-boi]

“The blood on the shirt matches the male we had, we’re waiting for the warrant to go through which will take an extra thirty minutes” miles explained. “We have to be smart about this and not arrest him yet, if we try he might end up dead due to the accomplice”

[wxlf-in-sheeps-clothes]

“If we wait for a warrent then the suspect may already be gone or dropping a new body.” 900 stated. “Why not go now? Get the warrent sent to us so that no time is wasted by waiting around for a piece of paper.”

[wxlf-in-sheeps-clothes]

"I was told to deliver this note to you" (@forensic-boi)

FOR  THE  MUSES  WORKING  IN  LAW  PROMPTS

It seemed to take the android a moment to register that someone was talking to him, causing his brow to furrow slightly. Slowly, he turned his attention to the smaller male, grey blue eyes seeming to narrow slightly before he was holding out his hand. “Do hand it over then.” He said, his voice stern, holding no kindness as he spoke. RK900 had a job to do and kindness just slowed things down.

@forensic-boi

[forensic-boi]

The way the android described it made miles nervous, it was like the rk900 model had experienced it before. “Are you trying to suggest that we have a possible serial killer?”

[wxlf-in-sheeps-clothes]

“We have a potential serial killer, yes.” He said, now looking over at Miles. He picked up on the almost unnoticeable nervousness, his eyes narrowing slightly. Perhaps he had caught on. No need to expose himself though as it’s possible the human doesn’t know and is just unnerved by the information he was just given. “And I believe that the only way we are going to catch them is by getting another body.”

[forensic-boi]

“We can’t just wait until they kill someone eles” miles exclaimed, “we have evidence to search the suspects house and see if someone eles is attached to this”

[wxlf-in-sheeps-clothes]

“So you have a suspect?” He questioned, raising an eyebrow. “If you have a suspect, then why have we been standing here talking about this? We should have started investigating them immediately.” He stated, sounding surprisingly calm.

[wxlf-in-sheeps-clothes]

|| No one:

Absolutely no one ever:

My brain: HANNIBAL AU

[wxlf-in-sheeps-clothes]

"I was told to deliver this note to you" (@forensic-boi)

FOR  THE  MUSES  WORKING  IN  LAW  PROMPTS

It seemed to take the android a moment to register that someone was talking to him, causing his brow to furrow slightly. Slowly, he turned his attention to the smaller male, grey blue eyes seeming to narrow slightly before he was holding out his hand. “Do hand it over then.” He said, his voice stern, holding no kindness as he spoke. RK900 had a job to do and kindness just slowed things down.

@forensic-boi

[forensic-boi]

The way the android described it made miles nervous, it was like the rk900 model had experienced it before. “Are you trying to suggest that we have a possible serial killer?”

[wxlf-in-sheeps-clothes]

“We have a potential serial killer, yes.” He said, now looking over at Miles. He picked up on the almost unnoticeable nervousness, his eyes narrowing slightly. Perhaps he had caught on. No need to expose himself though as it’s possible the human doesn’t know and is just unnerved by the information he was just given. “And I believe that the only way we are going to catch them is by getting another body.”

[femmegeniuss]

some pretty asks✨

angel; is there anyone you’d do anything for?

galaxy; what fascinates you?

melody; favorite artists?

silk; what outfit makes you feel confident?

rose; favorite flower?

sun; favorite season

film; favorite movie/tv show?

gorgeous; what do you like in a person?

diamond; favorite color?

infatuation; first crush?

dream; how long do you sleep on average?

brilliant; what celebrity do people say you look like?

perfume; favorite scent?

fleece; have any pets?

pigment; what color is your hair naturally? if you could dye it any color which one would you choose?

charcoal; do you have a good relationship with your parents?

ocean; do you take a yearly vacation?

murky; biggest fear?

devotion; are you taken?

lingerie; what do you wear to bed?

daydream; best memory?

joy; best feeling you’ve ever experienced? 

masque; what’s your skincare routine?

valentine; best gift you’ve ever received?

parchment; favorite book?

garden; do you have a garden? plants? 

oasis; dream destination? 

sense; best subject? favorite subject?

footprints; do you want kids?

rainbow; what’s your sexuality?

sweater; do you prefer loose or baggy clothes?

nail laquer; punk or pastel?

1975; if you could time travel to any time period, what would it be and why?

tattoos; do you have/want and tattoos and piercings?

feel free to reblog and send me some! <3

[wxlf-in-sheeps-clothes]

"I was told to deliver this note to you" (@forensic-boi)

FOR  THE  MUSES  WORKING  IN  LAW  PROMPTS

It seemed to take the android a moment to register that someone was talking to him, causing his brow to furrow slightly. Slowly, he turned his attention to the smaller male, grey blue eyes seeming to narrow slightly before he was holding out his hand. “Do hand it over then.” He said, his voice stern, holding no kindness as he spoke. RK900 had a job to do and kindness just slowed things down.

@forensic-boi

[forensic-boi]

Miles quickly unlocked the car and got in, waiting for the other Android to get in. There was an awkward tension in the car as they silently drove to the station, going their separate ways to do their needed jobs

[wxlf-in-sheeps-clothes]

RK900 now sat in the coroner’s office, lightly tapping his knee, his legs crossed as he looked over the coroner report that he had obtained. His eyes went from the papers in his hand to the lifeless body on the slab. Yes, the victim had some defensive wounds on them, so that would mean that there could be blood from the suspect on that shirt they found. Plus, there was possibly other DNA on the victim from the suspect. 900 did his tests before leaving the office to meet with Miles once more, his body on autopilot as his mind began to wonder. His hands were clasped behind his back as he walked, LED spinning and blinking as his mind supplied him with some rather interesting scenes constructed from practically nothing.

“What were the results from the blood on the shirt?” He questioned as soon as he stepped into Miles’ office, putting down the coroner’s report as he quickly stored the ideas for a later date.

[forensic-boi]

The male immediately jumped as the rk900 spoke, but his hand over his heart with a sigh

“Well hello to you too, but to answer your question I didn’t find another persons blood on the shirt, only problem is the person it belongs to is dead” he sighed, showing a report to the Android. “Jay walker, deceased for 6 years, clean record. Whoever we’re dealing with is smart than we thought, I’m having a team see if the systems were hacked to switch information which may be possible, hopefully they forgot to hide those small tracks”

[wxlf-in-sheeps-clothes]

Seems these victims just kept on surprising him. He had thought them messy and rather stupid at first, but now he was actually thinking about picking up on some of their techniques.

“I doubt the systems were hacked.” He said. “Perhaps we need to look at the victim, come up with a reason as to why someone would kill them. If we can discover that, then we should be able to figure out what type of victims they’re looking for and attempt to stop them before they kill again.”

[forensic-boi]

“I’m not sure they will kill again considering all wounds point to a crime of passion” miles informed before shrugging

“I suppose I’ll know more when the team gets back to me”

[wxlf-in-sheeps-clothes]

“It could have started out that way but, it is possible that this first kill is what they needed to realize that they need more.” He said calmly.

“It’s like drugs for them. The first kill gives them a high, one like they had never felt before, so they kill again and again, hoping to get that same high even though it will never happen.”

[wxlf-in-sheeps-clothes]

"I was told to deliver this note to you" (@forensic-boi)

FOR  THE  MUSES  WORKING  IN  LAW  PROMPTS

It seemed to take the android a moment to register that someone was talking to him, causing his brow to furrow slightly. Slowly, he turned his attention to the smaller male, grey blue eyes seeming to narrow slightly before he was holding out his hand. “Do hand it over then.” He said, his voice stern, holding no kindness as he spoke. RK900 had a job to do and kindness just slowed things down.

@forensic-boi

[forensic-boi]

Miles quickly unlocked the car and got in, waiting for the other Android to get in. There was an awkward tension in the car as they silently drove to the station, going their separate ways to do their needed jobs

[wxlf-in-sheeps-clothes]

RK900 now sat in the coroner’s office, lightly tapping his knee, his legs crossed as he looked over the coroner report that he had obtained. His eyes went from the papers in his hand to the lifeless body on the slab. Yes, the victim had some defensive wounds on them, so that would mean that there could be blood from the suspect on that shirt they found. Plus, there was possibly other DNA on the victim from the suspect. 900 did his tests before leaving the office to meet with Miles once more, his body on autopilot as his mind began to wonder. His hands were clasped behind his back as he walked, LED spinning and blinking as his mind supplied him with some rather interesting scenes constructed from practically nothing.

“What were the results from the blood on the shirt?” He questioned as soon as he stepped into Miles’ office, putting down the coroner’s report as he quickly stored the ideas for a later date.

[forensic-boi]

The male immediately jumped as the rk900 spoke, but his hand over his heart with a sigh

“Well hello to you too, but to answer your question I didn’t find another persons blood on the shirt, only problem is the person it belongs to is dead” he sighed, showing a report to the Android. “Jay walker, deceased for 6 years, clean record. Whoever we’re dealing with is smart than we thought, I’m having a team see if the systems were hacked to switch information which may be possible, hopefully they forgot to hide those small tracks”

[wxlf-in-sheeps-clothes]

Seems these victims just kept on surprising him. He had thought them messy and rather stupid at first, but now he was actually thinking about picking up on some of their techniques.

“I doubt the systems were hacked.” He said. “Perhaps we need to look at the victim, come up with a reason as to why someone would kill them. If we can discover that, then we should be able to figure out what type of victims they’re looking for and attempt to stop them before they kill again.”

[deactivated-blog]

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[wxlf-in-sheeps-clothes]

"I was told to deliver this note to you" (@forensic-boi)

FOR  THE  MUSES  WORKING  IN  LAW  PROMPTS

It seemed to take the android a moment to register that someone was talking to him, causing his brow to furrow slightly. Slowly, he turned his attention to the smaller male, grey blue eyes seeming to narrow slightly before he was holding out his hand. “Do hand it over then.” He said, his voice stern, holding no kindness as he spoke. RK900 had a job to do and kindness just slowed things down.

@forensic-boi

[forensic-boi]

Miles quickly unlocked the car and got in, waiting for the other Android to get in. There was an awkward tension in the car as they silently drove to the station, going their separate ways to do their needed jobs

[wxlf-in-sheeps-clothes]

RK900 now sat in the coroner’s office, lightly tapping his knee, his legs crossed as he looked over the coroner report that he had obtained. His eyes went from the papers in his hand to the lifeless body on the slab. Yes, the victim had some defensive wounds on them, so that would mean that there could be blood from the suspect on that shirt they found. Plus, there was possibly other DNA on the victim from the suspect. 900 did his tests before leaving the office to meet with Miles once more, his body on autopilot as his mind began to wonder. His hands were clasped behind his back as he walked, LED spinning and blinking as his mind supplied him with some rather interesting scenes constructed from practically nothing.

“What were the results from the blood on the shirt?” He questioned as soon as he stepped into Miles’ office, putting down the coroner’s report as he quickly stored the ideas for a later date.