#deviantprotected

[whiskeyedlullaby]

" am i wrong? i'm not. "

“you’re definitely wrong. more wrong than you’ve ever been, in fact.”

[loyalandroid]

@deviantprotected

Everything had gone down so fast. He didn’t know why Martin had done what he did. Everything had been fine earlier and then he just...snapped. Next thing he knew the swat team was called in and there were swat members everywhere.  They clearly weren’t there to negotiate or talk either. None of them said a single thing before busting into the base. Then they just opened fire on any android they saw. CC had been shocked. Yeah, Martin had gone off the deep end but that didn’t mean all of them had. Why were they gunning down everyone? Most of them hadn’t even gone along with his crazy revolution ideas. 

He quickly ducked down another hallway when he heard a couple of men approach. For the first time in his life...he felt scared. As crazy as it sounded, the battlefield made more sense to him then this whole situation. The enemy hated him and wanted him dead. He had to defeat them to protect his friends and his country. This didn’t make any sense. They were just killing all of them for the actions of another. It wasn’t right. It wasn’t fair.

He couldn’t stay there. He knew if he stayed he’d be killed just like everyone else. He had to get out of there. He had to run. 

Another swat member soon passed. A straggler from the previous group. CC took the opportunity and snagged him, pulling him back with him and disarming him before knocking him out. His gear. CC could take his gear. Then maybe he could get out of this place without getting shot dead. He quickly removed his military uniform and switched it out for the swat member’s clothing. Then he checked to make sure the hall was clear before stepping out into the main hallway. He mimicked the men who had passed by, pretending to look as if he were searching the area until he reached one of the exits. Then he walked out of the base, trying to look as confident as possible. His face was completely covered by the helmet he wore, which helped cover his LED. No one seemed to be paying attention to him. This side exit wasn’t guarded by as many men. He pretended to go for one of the swat vehicles. No one was looking at him. No one was paying attention to him. Or so he thought. He just kept walking, trying not to look back. 

[smallfcrtune-blog]

deviantprotected replied to your post: deviantprotected replied to your post: ...

I’LL BRING BACK RAFE IF YOU BRING BACK SAM

DAMN IMMA  YEET IT AT YOU AS SOON AS I GET BACK IN 

[allenhardingoc-blog]

Character Truths

Tagged by: @ask-the-rk900

Tagging: @lieutenanthearted @detreed @deviantprotected @slightedson @jedicollins @homicidalanarchy

BOLD = Always / often

ITALICS = Sometimes

STRIKE = Never

1.   smoking:   the  action  or  habit  of  inhaling  and ��exhaling  the  smoke  of  tobacco  or  a  drug. 2.   binge  drinking:   the  consumption  of  an  excessive  amount  of  alcohol  in  a  short  period  of  time. 3.   drug  abuse:   the  habitual  taking  of  illegal  drugs. 4.   nail  biting:   a  common  body  language  sign  of  anxiety/tension. 5.   lip  biting:   a  common  body  language  sign  of  anxiety/tension. 6.   night  owl:   a  person  who  is  habitually  active  or  wakeful  at  night. 7.   early  bird:   a  person  who  rises,   arrives,   or  acts  before  the  usual  or  expected  time. 8.   negative  attitudes:   a  philosophy  of  approaching  life  with  criticism &   pessimism. 9. positive  attitudes:   a  philosophy  of  approaching  life  with  optimism   &   confidence. 10.   swearing:   the  use  of  offensive  language. 11.  superstitious:   an  irrational  belief  that  an  object,   action,   or  circumstance  not  logically  related  to  a  course  of  events influences  its  outcome. 12.  inspecting fingernails: a common body language sign of boredom. 13.   scratching  your  neck:   a  common  body  language  sign  of  uncertainty. 14.  foot  and  finger  tapping:   a  common  body  language  sign  of  stress/impatience. 15.   nose  touch:   a  subtle  body  language  sign  of  deceit. 16.   flipping  hair:   a  common  body  language  sign  of  craving  attention. 17.   twirling  hair:   a  common  body  language  sign  of  flirtation. 18.   cracking  knuckles:   a  common  body  language  sign  of  readiness. 19.   hands  behind  back:   a  common  body  language  sign  of  confidence. 20.   finger  pointing:   a  common  body  language  sign  of  authority. 21.   hands  on  hips:   a  common  body  language  sign  of  readiness. 22.   hands  in  pockets:   a  common  body  language  sign  of  mistrust/reluctance. 23.   frequent  touch:   a  common  body  language  sign  of  warmth/familiarity. 24.   throat - clearing:   a  common  body  language  sign  of  rejection/doubt. 25.   jaw - clenching:   a  common  body  language  sign  of  hostility. 26.   eye - rolling:   a  common  body  language  sign  of  irritation. 27.   head - tilt:   a  common  body  language  sign  of  interest. 28.   whistling:   to  emit  high - pitched  sound  by  forcing breakthrough  a  small  hole  between  one’s  lips  or  teeth;   usually  to  a  tune. 29.   humming:   make  a  low,   steady  continuous  sound  like  that  of  a  bee;   usually  to  a  tune. 30.   perfectionism:   refusal  to  accept  any  standard  short  of  perfection. 31.   photographic  memory:   the  ability  to  remember  information  or  visual  images  in  great  detail. 32.   paranoia:   a  mental  condition  characterised  by  delusions  of persecution,   unwarranted  jealousy,   or  exaggerated  self - importance,   typically  worked  into  an  organised  system. 33.   exaggeration:   a  statement  that  represents  something  as  better  or  worse  than  it  really  is. 34.   intuitive:   using  or  based  on  what  one  feels  to  be  true  even  without  conscious  reasoning;   instinctive. 35.   quick - witted:   showing  or  characterised  by  an  ability  to  think  or  respond  quickly   &   effectively. 36.   interrupting:   breaking  the  continuity  of  a  conversation  with  one’s  own  statements. 37.   doodling:   to  scribble  or  make  rough  drawings,   absentmindedly. 38.   irritable:   having  or  showing  a  tendency  to  be  easily  annoyed. 39.   gambling:   to  play  games  of  chance  for  money;   bet. 40.   travel - sick:   suffering  from  nausea  caused  by  the  motion  of  a  moving  vehicle,   boat,   or  aircraft. 41.   sensitive:   having  or  displaying  a  quick   &   delicate  appreciation  of  others’  feelings. 42.   melancholy:   a  feeling  of  pensive  sadness,   typically  with  no  obvious  cause. 43.   chewing  gum:   the  exercise  of  chewing  flavoured  gum  which  is  not  intended  for  swallowing. 44.   fidgeting:   to  make  small  movements,   especially  of  the  hands   &   feet,   through  nervousness  or impatience. 45.   skeptical:   not  easily  convinced;   having  doubts  or  reservations. 46.   neat - freak:   compulsively  obsessed  with  cleanliness. 47.   gossiping:   divulging  personal  information  about  others. 48.   prim:   feeling  or  showing  disapproval  of  anything  regarded  as  improper;   stiffly  correct. 49.  abbreviating:   giving  others  nicknames/shortening  names/giving  pet  names. 50.   having  a  catchphrase:   having  a  sentence  or  phrase  typically  associated  with  a  specific  person.

[negotiatortm]

@deviantprotected | cont.

          “ so.. we DON’T have to classify what we’re saying after we say the acronym ? “ he clarifies, looking at captain allen. his LED circles yellow as he tries to figure out everything. “ so you would just say TBH ? i’ll update that information. thank you, captain. “ connor just smiles like a bookworm child that’s been given the gift of a brand new book to learn from. it’s always nice when people are helpful.

[gardendroid]

@deviantprotected is scaring Ralph

❬ x | GARDENDROID .  .  . ❭ No no no, Ralph didn’t want to die. He couldn’t trust this man, or the police, they were run by humans and humans hated androids. They would see his damage, they would know what he had done, they would destroy him, ❝ Please please please-- Please just leave Ralph ALONE-- He can’t, he CAN’T go back, he wants to live-- Please-- ❞ 

Tears streaked his cheeks, his whole body rocking, hands grasping in front of him, pleading. There was no way out. He could plead or he could die, but he couldn’t go with them. 

[livingstcrm-blog]

“ i got you. it’s gonna be okay, you’re going to be okay.”

x | Accepting | @deviantprotected

Rae was in a state of shock, her arms shaking and pressed over his hands. Directpressure, it wasn’t known where the bullet came from.. all that was known was it hitRae in the chest, and it seemed to come from closeby. Her eyes were watering, tearsstreaking down her face as the panic began to rise. She could feel blood  filling herlungs, choking on it as she tried to breathe. Her voice cracking out “I don’t want to die”she near begged, it was repeated. 

Things became.. distant. Like it was all a haze, she could go to sleep.. She’ll wake upsomewhere safe. Her eyes heavy as her hands became weak. The blood made it so hard to breathe.. so hard to speak. The queitest noise of air left her throat as it filledwith blood. Eyes stared up at Manny, blank and distant. He can stop fighting for herlife now. He could stop. 

There was nothing left. 

[ltdrunkagain]

( closed starter for @deviantprotected​ )

     Hank’s boots crunch under the freshly fallen snow, and he wobbles as he tries to walk in a straight line to Manny’s place from the fifth bar he’s been at. He didn’t choose to leave, they had kicked him out, and the next bar he had gone to was closed. Hank’s tried calling the bastard a few times with no pick up, and he’s sure as hell that Manny’s just sitting on his couch watching TV, considering they work the early shift tomorrow. Today. In six hours.

     So actually in all reality, he’s probably sleeping.

     But Hank’s roaring drunk and doesn’t give a fuck. He wants to see him because no one else will. Marie has left (and to be fair, there’s nothing but anger and grief in their relationship ever since Cole’s death), and the house is too quiet to be alone. Jeffery’s busy training for his new position and is off somewhere further East—

     Hank’s alone. Lonely. It feels shitty.

     When he stumbles up to Manny’s doorstep, he rings the buzzer for his apartment unit. Swaying, he stands, listening to the intercom ring at him, and it’s loud and Hank looks down, looking at his snow coated boots. It picks up, and he doesn’t even let Manny speak first.

      “Manny— s’me. Hank. Lemme in. I’m freezin’ m’nuts off out here.” 

[devncy-a]

holy shit

there’s 800 of you

what did i ever do to deserve so many wonderful followers?

honestly i was so scared dipping my toes into this fandom. i know i’ve said it a hundred times on this blog. writing connor gave me so much anxiey because ... duplicates. i love other connors so much-- but i feel i don’t do this character justice half the time and i’m That Artist that compares themselves to other artists. (like every other artist) but then ... you were all so welcoming. you wanted to write with me and despite there being hundreds of connors out there, you made me feel special and like i belonged. i’m not in a very good place right now mentally and being on this blog and having something to do, having people to talk to and not isolating myself has really helped keep me from sinking too low into that hole.

so i’d like to call out some of the people who have made this time on this blog special and memorable for me. because without you guys, i probably wouldn’t be here on this blog

@pl-600-s - first of all THANK YOU FOR BEING SO PATIENT WITH ME FOR OUR THREAD i’m trying to get to my old drafts but ;o; dw i’m not dropping it. but you were the first person to thread with me on this blog! and honestly it’s been an absolute pleasure writing with you again honestly. i’ve missed writing with you all from the speaks group and you gave me a chance here not only to write with you again, but to allow me to test the waters for this muse and you honestly helped give me the confidence that i needed to stay with this muse in the beginning when i was so uncertain. you know i could blather on about how thankful i am for you all day bc you’ve always been there for me. love u mom <3

@upgrademodel / @negotiatr - chesh you are my rockstar tbh. i look up to you so much as a writer and i’m honestly so blessed that you write with me. you are honestly so sweet and a BIG meme. you’ve developed so much with me story-wise and honestly it’s been so much fucking fun. whenever i wake up at the ass crack of dawn i love to check tumblr bc i usually get to read a reply from you and just writing with you in general has actually helped me in a lot of ways you wouldn’t expect. i could go on but this is already getting kind of long. sorry to get all gay.

@serendipitybound - olive you are honestly like one of the sweetest people alive you know that? I WOULD ALSO LIKE TO THANK YOU FOR BEING SO PATIENT WHILE I GET TO OUR OLD THREAD it’s there, waiting in my drafts. im so bad at keeping up with my drafts. but, you had the very first ship w/ me on this blog and out of all muses i would have never thought i would ship w/ simon off the bat lmao but we developed such a wonderful story for these boys and you were around right at the beginning and helped me arch out more confidence in my character because you actually enjoyed writing with me and i can’t thank you enough for that. 

@machinesupremacy - V first of all, thank you so much for just. writing with me. in general. you’ve literally put up with all of my musings and plot ideas and whenever im like “i wanna do this” you just add another thread to our ongoing threads. i don’t quite remember when you came along but we’ve developed such a great relationship between our characters, i love their dynamic. and you’ve helped me be less afraid to expand on my ideas and musings. i find i share my musings with other rp partners a lot more and yeah. thank you.

@nvalcntine / @reaperxfsin - crow i know we just started rping but i felt like you deserved a spot on here as well. you put up with my novel length replies and GIFT ME NOVELS IN RETURN. you’ve been so sweet and nice to me and honestly i just want to thank you for writing with me it’s honestly been such a pleasure and it means the world to me that you think im worth it tbh ;o;

...

and now for some mentions of mutuals who have written with me in the past, who still write with me (and put up with my slow ass), those who i see on my dash, and overall the people who keep me here.

@jericoded // @blackcoffeefumes // @drowvned // @savingfxce // @heartstability // @fvckingpasswcrd // @addedchallenge // @kamskitest // @theyresist // @flawsinourcxde // @flawedcodinq // @plasticdroid // @machinafidelitas // @strictauthority // @jericholeader // @rkniines // @ltdrunkagain // @inviscodes // @goddamnitconnor // @deviantprotected // @negotiatortm // @wiretied // @fckpasswords // @beautyinmachines // @s1mon-pl600 // @lutnnt // @usurperr // @overindulges

[compatipulse]

the first one on here courtesy of @deviantprotected

[whiskeyedlullaby]

“This blanket is getting too hot…”

“then ditch the fucking blanket, manny. the dogs’ll enjoy it.” he wasn’t about to move - happily wedged between the arm of the couch and his friend. “now shut up and watch the movie.”

[deviantleader]

@deviantleader @defyloyalty @loyalandroid @justmachincs @thedevianthunter @chosedeviancy @deviantprotected Are all people I love to see on my dash and make my day happier when I talk to them. They are talented in their muses and are great people and will always interact with me even though I can be annoying.

send me ur favs and I’ll @ them for positive shiz. 

@defyloyalty  ||  @loyalandroid  || @justmachincs  ||  @thedevianthunter  ||  @chosedeviancy  ||  @deviantprotected  

[smallfcrtune-blog]

deviantprotected replied to your post: 313248317-87 replied to your post: ...

binch i was thinking abt bringing back my rafe too

gUYS DON’T GET MY HOPES UP , I BETTER SEE YOU ALL IN THE UNCHARTED PIT ONCE I WORK OUT MY EMAIL AND SHIT 

[dxsole]

bold  the  muse’s  aesthetic ,   spooky edition .

bloodied knuckles  |   tear stained cheeks   |   rust   |   a busted lip   |  claws   |   fangs   |   a bloody nose   |   chattering teeth   |   a dark space underneath the bed   |   scratching noises on a wall  |   creaking metal   |   fog   |   dancing under moonlight |   blood dripping lips   |   heavy breathing in the dark   |   a feeling of unexplained dread   |   a figure in a dark corner   |   dirty peeling wallpaper   |   a bloody handprint on the wall   |   sobbing in the dark   |   bite marks on the skin  |   eerie whispers   |   a hood covering a stranger’s eyes   |   the growl of a hidden animal  |   the sound of a blade being sharpened   |  a deep, dark forest   |   walking on the streets alone at night |   a cobweb-filled, abandoned building   |   eyes darting in paranoia   |   a heavy beating pulse   |   the feeling of being trapped   |   struggling to get out a scream   |   boards covering broken windows   |   a quiet graveyard   |   a gas station in the middle of nowhere   |   a road that never ends   |   heavy fog rolling in   |   the scent of blood in the air   |   eerie old photographs   |  walking along train tracks at night  |   a chill going up the spine  |   gathering crows   |   a dusty, dimly lit study   |   mist over a deserted cobblestone street   |   ghost towns   |   shadows around a campfire   |   the sound of chanting   |   church bells tolling   |   an orange harvest moon   |   a broken down carnival   |   a dirty stuffed animal abandoned   |   wiping bloody hands on fabric   |   nightmares   |   waking up in a panic  |   a power outage   |   heavy lightning storms   |   a secret trap door   |   the feeling of being watched   |   fear from trauma   |   a ouija board set out on a table   |   an eerie doll   |   a scream of anguish and pain   |   withered plants   |   a room that’s been forgotten and gathered dust    |   owl eyes in the dark   |   curled, dead tree branches   |   a ritual altar   |  flickering candles   |   a lantern held up in the dark   |   fear of being followed   |   creaking floorboards   |   repressed, horrible memories   |   clenched teeth   |   soft, echoing piano keys   |   an old book covered in dust   |   many pairs of glaring eyes   |   stumbling in pitch black darkness   |   being stranded in the middle of nowhere   |   tarot cards on a table   |   a trail of blood

tagged  by :   @blackxwolfie // thankies~! tagging :    @telekineticdivinity, @aspernamentum, @deviantprotected, @vxcalcords, @landforces and anyone else that wants it~!

[livingstcrm-blog]

@deviantprotected | x 

“How’d he die?” Rae stared at the body bag in silence, a few spectulations coming to mind. Was he a killer? was he an android? was he just some person caught in the middle of something? Many things could come to mind in this kind of situation. “...I mean i’ve seen body bags before, this isn’t the first one  that i’ve seen. I want to help.”

[ltdrunkagain]

‘  everyone else has moved on,  but i am still here.  ’

     manny’s right, and hank hates it but keeps his mouth shut, shoving his hands into his jacket pocket. he had been waiting for connor, hoping that after the revolution, he would have come back to him. but his path has taken him elsewhere, and instead, manny stands in front of him, dressed in something casual instead of his usual SWAT gear that hank’s used to.

     “ i know. i’m glad. ” hank opens his arms and pulls manny into a hug, burying his nose into his shoulders, squeezing him tight. “ thanks. ” he pulls away, keeping a hand on manny’s shoulder, before sliding it up to cup his cheek, thumb brushing against the flushed skin.

     “ don’t go anywhere, okay? i need you. ”

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