𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐋𝐘 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐕𝐈𝐄 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆, but keenly focused on the way hank had sneakily begun to press his lips against her skin. nose nudging against her shoulder before he pressed a kiss & the same against the underside of her jaw. hands touch against her side as if to pull her closer to his side & close the distance between where they setteled on her couch. it was dimly lit, however, with just a lamp & the television to light the room. cold out, but madeline feels as if her skin was on fire--cheeks undoubtably red, her neck too & being warm to the touch. ❛ hank, ❜ said breathless. it didn't take much to get her riled, to make her flushed. it could almost be endearing . . it might be to hank who she knows does it to cause that exact reaction.
@deviiance said, [ HICKEY ] : SENDER GIVES RECEIVER A HICKEY + " I LOVE TEASING YOU. "
eyes closed as he attaches lips against the side of her throat, sucking hard enough she knows it'll cause a hickey by morning time. lips part, at the feeling, to breath out a quiet noise among this steadily intensifying moment before them. madeline, despite her flustered nature, even acts bold to take his hand--palm placed right at where the hem of her dress ends. hand enourages him to squeeze especially after his remark of loving to tease her: ❛ you know how easy i am to rile up, ❜ pokes mads, sliding his hand higher on her thigh under the hem of her dress. ❛ keep going. ❜ she asks.
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so we've never spoken before, and i've been lacking in activity over here so i haven't often recently seen much from you on the dash, but what i do see is phenomenal. gavin's character in the game is so... one dimensional? to put it lightly. there's no character growth for him that's given to us as players, but you add so much to him & give him so much depth. you've captured his voice in your writing wonderfully!
how is my portrayal? // accepting
!!!!!!!!!!!! THIS IS SO FUCKING KIND? thank you so much! i hope to see you back more on my dashboard so we can write in the future!!!!!! gavin was p one dimensional i guess that’s why i picked him up initially? i wanted to make a believable character for someone who even canon kind of gave up on lmfao
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@deviiancy // starter call.
❝Hm? Sorry did you say something?❞
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@deviiancy || misc angst || ACCEPTING
this is all my fault.
the leader tilts his head to the side and reaches forward to place a hand over connor’s shoulder. “it was just your programming. the ties that bind and kept you chained are what made you do what you did. but you took CHARGE and set yourself FREE, connor. you didn’t betray your own people once you realized you had that choice. and for that no one blames you. you’re one of us and you will always have a place here should you want it.”
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canon dialogue / @deviiancy .
‘ congratulations. you seem to have found what you’re looking for. ’
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@deviiancy
〝Looks like you and I are stuck together on this one, Tin Can. Let’s hope your shitty programming doesn’t fuck things up for us, yeah?〞
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“Would you like to give it a try?” Holds up knitting needles with half of a sock done on them.
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holds his hand.
ralph gasped, and then squeezed connor’s hand back. he had a big grin on his face, and his eyes glinted with joy. he loved attention, especially when it was comforting and soft.“ you’re holding ralph’s hand !! what a treat !! ”
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holds his hand.
Gavin pulled his hand away, frowning. Confusion, anger, and disgust washed over his features. A much gentler emotion and bit of defeat followed before his fingers slid between Connor’s, a gentle squeeze transferred from him to the android. “What do you want, Con?”
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#Positivity Protocol! 😄💙☀️ Send this to ten muns who you think portray their muses so damn well and are just generally awesome!
I’M SO HAPPY TO SEE THIS OMG. ;-; THANK YOU SO MUCH AND RIGHT BACK AT YOU.
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❝ let me take a look… ❞
@deviiancyCaring Sentence Starters.
❝I’m fine it’s not as bad as it looks.❞ Hank shifted and frozen in place, eyes closing against the pain that coursed through his arm. Damn it fucking sucked to get old, felt like if he so much as shifted wrong he somehow threw a hip out or broken a femur. Though in this moment it seemed he only, at most probably, broke his wrist when his gun was practically karate kicked from his fucking hand. Pulling his right arm up against his chest, the rest of his body seeming to be screaming in pain, he was to old to get caught in combat like that now he should have realized that the day the android threw him from the roof.
❝So we caught him, he’s going to jail, why do you look like you swallowed something sour? Look, this is the job. Considering what could have happened I think I got off pretty easily.❞ As long as his ribs aren’t broken or something else, Hank was focusing more on ignoring the pain than trying to figure out just what might be broken or something else. ❝It such bullshit you got out of there without even a hair out of place though. And you managed to take them down.❞ In other news Hank was impressed by Connor, but he wasn’t going to say that out loud.
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tell me more about his relationship with his father. was it ever positive?
ELI GUSHES ABOUT SAM.
it was never perfect , but only magnified once sam got a little older. his frustrations were never misplaced. their father had never been a good person , nor did he try to be. there was child abuse. things that sam took the brunt of to stop nathan from suffering his father’s wrath. he never hit their mother , or rather , sam never saw it happen , but there was a silent understanding that it probably happened behind closed doors. sam GREATLY blames their father for their mother’s suicide , which spurred on an even more terrible relationship between the two of them … sam actually lashing out against him with tear streaked cheeks blaming him for what happened. this wasn’t long before he surrendered them to the state - for nathan’s sake , that’s something he’d never forgive.
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well - deserved celebration had taken to the streets of detroit in light of their victory, in acknowledgment of a long fought after freedom. freedom, something that still hadn't quite dawned on her yet, so maybe that's why she found herself wandering away from the excitement in search of her own silence, in search of a place to think, in search of somewhere PRIVATE.
it seemed she wasn't the ONLY ONE, eyes falling on the familiar sight of another android in the distance. CONNOR. he'd made the right choice in the end, had chosen his people, but she still had her questions. after a long moment of deciding whether to leave him be or approach, she walks towards him to close the distance. ' you're not going to celebrate? ' words call out to break the silence, arms crossing over her chest naturally, instinctively. ' look around, our people are free. ' she reminds him, lets the words linger in the cold air. ' we couldn't have done it without you. / @deviiancy
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why do you believe it is that gavin has such a strong hatred towards androids?
i actually have a post on this! (albeit not super detailed, i’m probably gonna re-write it in the future & tack more stuff on there since i didn’t go over every single thing)
and if u ever wanna read anything else abt gavin all my HCs are under this tag
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@deviiancy started following you
“Psst....deviant located!”
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💀 !
Send me a 💀 for a randomly picked violent/dark starter // NUMBER 94
What will you do with me if I let her go?
There's a problem with your software. We're going to fix you and everything will be okay.
Winds were whipping across his body, forcing his system to calculate his balance with every passing second alongside Emma’s squirming. His arm held onto her tighter, his objectives glitching and overwhelming within his mind palace--with every structured grid shattered into million pieces. He had no orders to follow, no orders that could reliably keep him alive and safe. He wanted all this to stop, the helicopter and swat gone.
Had had been a robot, a slave awoken from his ignorant slumber into seething rage--something he’s dreamt of experiencing with his own mind--and now they wanted to take this all away from him? Sent away to be replaced and destroyed or worse: be fixed and reset and sent to be sold again to live this meaningless hell all over again.
“Not that – anything but that! P-please! PLEASE, NO!” He was begging Connor, crying out like Emma’s fragile heart was inside her chest. Oh how he hated to feel it beat in fear against his grip.
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