#jericholeader

[sacrificedforthecause]

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@jericholeader

I really need to check our threads because I feel like I’ve not replied to them. But yes, these two in love is something I will fight for and no one can ever convince me that Simon wasn’t the romance option that was cut.

[areyoualive]

🤚 - to offer your muse a hand in dance ( I thought of them at a formel event and Markus says Heck With it, shall me? )

misc actions  /  accepting. @jericholeader

            Connor’s bow tie was choking him. Quite an impressive work of tailoring, considering he lacked any sort of airway. He resists tugging at his collar again, instead keeping his hands busy by smoothing over the tablecloth. He’d already counted the fine threads in the embroidery, so another distraction would have to suffice. 

            Or, perhaps not. Murmurs alert him to Markus’ presence before he gets the chance to, something he’d soon find irritating. As usual, he appears cordial, quick to extend out a hand. It appeared he wouldn’t be getting away with hiding in the corner all evening, then. 

            Accepting it, Connor hopes his smile at least looks comfortable. The last thing they needed was gossip of tension between them, no matter how untrue. People often paid more attention to titles than truth, and both leader and hunter were heavy ones. As they join the others, the live band comes into clearer view. The music was one thing he could appreciate, at least. 

            “Do you think any of this helps?”

            He follows the question with a raise of his brow, tilting his head slightly towards the guests milling around them. Fanfare. It seemed an unfortunate necessity of politics - rubbing elbows with those who would potentially deny you basic rights.

[arknines]

for @jericholeader​​ / starter call.

there’s hesitation in his system. he doesn’t really want to be there, but he’s undergoing his own research. upon his own volition. it’s a step in what his predecessors would want, or so he hopes. stepping into new jericho immediately makes the android’s skin metaphorically crawl. he wants to leave. he imagines that every single person in those halls knew. knew they were in the presence of a non-deviated android. 

“RK-200,” announcing his arrival as he moves to put a hand on Markus’ shoulder. trying. “ Markus. ” again, this time perhaps it shows a bit less as volatile. it’s what niles is trying to be. he needs to open up and understand deviancy at it’s basic core. markus led an entire revolution, who’s to say he couldn’t answer questions without being as annoying as the 800 model.

“ would it be possible to ask you for assistance in a personal matter? the world is changing and while i’m not apart of it, i just want to understand it-- deviancy; .perhaps it’d help my code to be a lot less judgmental.”

[rk80nnor]

" I was wondering when you'd wake up. "

It was a slow drift back to consciousness at first. A groggy and confusing whirlwind of emotion still in his eyes, unaware of his hazy expression and light blinking. His gaze, scanning down at the miscellaneous machinery making noise in the room every now and again.

Markus’ words warrant Connor’s head to snap up; a deer in headlights. Continuing the event he remembered last, with desperation lining his voice.

“— Don’t shoot!”

Before he gets a chance to finish, his voice falters and he speaks this down to the blanket on his legs. Connor let out a groan to outwardly show the pounding headache that he’d accidentally invited. While it’s safe to say, hearing someone speak so suddenly was enough to shock him, it’s hard for him to even debate to himself that he was, at the very least, surprised to see it was Markus seated by him.

“... Markus?” said Connor, finally. Nothing about his demeanor letting the other know he’s fully grounded, save the name crossing his lips.

[betterdcyz]

@jericholeader asked: Trick or Treat! 🎃 (but only if you're feeling it! <3 ) /  Send ‘Trick or Treat!  🎃’ to my inbox and I’ll give you a treat! This could be: a promo graphic, icons, an aesthetic graphic of your muse, a drabble, a photoset of our muses together, a moodboard based on one of our threads, or some other goodie! Happy Halloween!  Let’s celebrate!

Here you go!  A promo!  I hope you like it! ❤❤❤

[patchworkpoett]

CLOSED STARTER     //     for MARKUS   >>   @jericholeader​

HE HAS BEEN AWAKE FOR TOO LONG. Chasing after his lost friend is a weight on Vin's shoulders, but at least he has the experience of his job to keep him from breaking down.

If Connor died, he would carry on. It would not break him, but it would add another chip to his heart where many already lie.

Finding him broken and bruised does not make him feel better. He wishes he could feel better. Connor is alive after all, but he is wounded, and the grief of that somehow weighs equally to the gratefulness of having found him, leaving Vin rather numb.

He is not the only friend of Connor's. Hank is here, too, and others must be notified. When someone needs to stay behind to manage things, Vin offers to. (He doesn't like hospitals anyway, he would rather not stay in one longer than needed.)

So Hank leaves to check on Connor, and Vin stays at the precinct. Fowler is managing the official side of things - Vin will need to give a report eventually, but not tonight.

No, Vin knows what he needs to do. He looks through Connor's file to find the number - he does not even look at the name, he knows who it is.

He calls Markus.

He is too tired to plan the call, and anxiety has already run him dry. The thoughts of what the hell to say chase him through his head, but he cannot find the energy to be particularly worried about them.

"This is Detective Tserendorj," Vin says as soon as the call is answered. He should be official. ( He wonders if Connor ever mentioned him (?) )

"We found Connor. He's alive." His choice of words, he thinks, probably carry themselves. Alive, not okay. "He's at the hospital, room 213."

It feels sour that the first time he had spoken to Markus had been to bear bad news. He could hear how Markus loved Connor through the phone, just how he could see how Connor loved Markus in that specific shade of blue light.

The call ends, but it is the first of many. He will be busy for another night, it seems, but he will be visiting before morning. He will make sure of it.

[brokenxcode]

starter for @jericholeader​

It was late, and she really shouldn’t still have been at New Jericho. Alice needed to spend some time in stasis every day, and as much as she claimed she still wanted to play, she was clearly flagging. If Kara left it up to her, she wouldn’t get even half the rest she needed. Okay, maybe she and Luther weren’t setting the world’s best example to their daughter...spending half the evening wide awake, either to work or to attempt to evade seemingly random resurgence of old memories.  Where had Alice got to? There was that time Alice decided she wanted to play hide-and-seek in order to delay her bedtime, and she wouldn’t be surprised if that was what was happening again.  Alice? She asked, through their connection. Small giggles, followed by a come find me, Mom! Followed by encouragement from Luther  - Coming, ready or not! Okay, so they were doing this again. After about ten minutes of wandering various corridors, she was beginning to think she might need to enlist assistance with this one. Luther wasn’t having much luck either. Alice was a smart kid and could have hidden herself pretty much anywhere. Kara’s bet was that she was inside a box somewhere - which didn’t narrow it down.  Aha. Just who she needed. Markus. She felt a small pang of guilt for asking. He looked as if he needed the rest, maybe even more than Alice did. “Hi! I don’t want to keep you up late, but...I don’t suppose you’ve seen Alice? She’s fine. She’s just hiding...again. Sorry.”

[generic-connor]

1. What is your favorite trope to rp? (or multiple favorites, this is not restrictive xD )

Ask meme.

Favorite trope has to be anything in the whump department. Hurt/comfort or hurt/no comfort. I tend to oscillate between those.

Drugging

Date r*pe

Kidnapping

Held prisoner

Android body horror

Box boy scenarios

Sex trafficking

Left to die

I have a harder time thinking up comfort scenarios, but Connor deserves some warmth and kind words. Maybe gentle touches. The flinching away from even a kind touch after having been hurt is 👍 yes.

Pre-deviant Connor getting taken advantage of is one of my other favorite things.

... if it hurts Connor, I probably like it.

[my-name-is-markus-with-a-k]

🌺 & 🔥 ( RK1K - both, both is good ;D )

Both is very good indeed! 😊

🌺 These two go into stasis (stand by?) while interfacing a lot. Not only do they enjoy being totally wrapped up in each other, mentally and physically, but it also helps protect the other from nightmares, they both can have some pretty intense ones due to their precontructing software, but by interfacing while they're asleep, they can pull the other out of it before it gets too bad. (Also, I live for big spoon Connor curled protectively around Markus 🥺)

🔥 I will die by the HC that RK1K are versatile af. They're each other's equals, but they also love exploring all sorts of different power dymanics in the bedroom (or wherever else!! ;) )

On another note, Connor absolutely loves having Markus' big hands all over him. Sometimes, it's all he can think about and he finds himself watching them in the most inappropriate times. Luckily it's not that obvious, well not to anyone except Markus that is XD

[technxlogic]

Favorite way to receive affection? & Favorite way to give affection? (for Ralph?)

Recieving: It's non-traditional- He's more about small gestures and actions. Maybe getting him a small plant or going to places with wonderful gardens. He's not much of a physical affection type. However, if he trusts someone enough, he does like hand holding and gentle hugs if he is not the one to initiate. Sometimes cuddling if they are someone who can make him feel safe.

Giving: To give affection, he may offer up a plant he may think someone may like, or if they've expressed a favorite plant, something to do with that. If it's a plant that can't be potted, he may plant it somewhere where they could always go see it. He's not certain how to give physical affection and fears rejection, so he may only start with small hand touches, possibly hooking of pinkies, also just holding hands in general. You know you've gained his trust if he likes to lean his head on your shoulder. It may not seem like grand gestures of love or affection, but for Ralph, those are huge gestures to him.

On all fronts, it’s not that he hates affection, he just doesn’t know what to do with it just yet.

[nothingherebutlight]

@jericholeader sent: Markus knew where things were in the house. He really did. But somehow he'd still, in the dark, managed to knock into the table in the hall. The sound of the books hitting the floor at 4 AM had been loud enough to wake the dead. He'd been quickly setting them to right when Carl had come from his room, "I'm sorry." He said, hurrying to collect them, "I didn't meant wake you. I'm really sorry." ( young adopted human Markus? for Carl )

He hadn’t been sure what to think when he was woken deep into the night. The crash had been alarming, breaking him from his sleep enough to make him almost immediately fully conscious.

Markus.

That was what first crossed his mind, causing  him to bolt up out of bed and race his way out of his bedroom. It wouldn’t take long at all to come across the young man before him, trying his hardest to pick up and put the books away. ...Okay, good. He was safe. Carl’s heart was still racing, breathing out shallowly. With the calm presented, however, he would trying to ease himself back down.

Bringing his hand up in a bit of slight exhaustive exasperation, he’d cover the top of his face with with it before letting it fall back down at his side again.

“It’s all right,” He assured quietly, voice deep and gruff as always, with that gentle edge that made his lack of irritation known. “Here, let me help,” It wasn’t as easy for him to kneel down on the ground, but he’d do so anyway to assist Markus in putting the books away. 

“Still need something out of your room? Or are you heading back to bed?”

[sacrificedforthecause]

“ I'll hold you all night, if you want me to. “ (hurt/comfort, except I made one of my own)

@jericholeader

Sometimes working in the pediatrics ward of the hospital wasn’t so wonderful. He got to take care of the kids and make them happy, sure, but sometimes… You can’t save everyone. One of the boys had been terminal - Simon knew that from the start but he still got attached - and his time finally came. Watching his family from the sidelines as they wheeled the little one away broke his heart.

“Please?” His plea came out as a whisper, low and full of emotion. “I just need you right now.” Markus was so good to him and good for him. He understood the hurt of losing someone you were trying to fight so hard for. “Just don’t let go.”

[trustinginthelight]

I’D BEG THE TIME TO SLOW

@jericholeader

[tragedyloved]

would you like to talk about it? (for Connor)

@jericholeader

If New Jericho were a code, he would be a programming error. Connor does not fit here, or at the very least, he feels like he does not. The wires are crossed, tangled. Despite his role in the revolution and their subsequent victory, Connor cannot shake his previous moniker. Nor can he shake the errors in his code that make him certain Amanda will return in spite of Kamski's back door.

How can he be sure he will ever be truly free of Cyberlife's puppeteering?

Connor tries not to dwell on it, but the second he finds himself among his fellow androids, he feels other. He is an incompatible limb. It doesn't matter that his continued work with the DPD is for Jericho, Connor cannot reconcile the two halves of himself.

The machine and the life form. Or whatever he is now. He never asked for this. Did the others find it so easy to relinquish the direction he had found comfort in?

Marcus seems that kind of person. The kind that can self actualize.

Connor doesn't know where to begin.

"Is it easy for you to make your own decisions?" Connor asks, blurts out.

[pcsitivibee]

positivity for jericholeader : @jericholeader is such a kind person and a lovely member of the rpc seeing her on my dash makes me smile. So much kindness and care is put into so much of what she writes. I enjoy talking to her and it brightens my day having her around. Plus Markus is wonderfully written and thought out. There is a lot of good discussions about canon and well thought out headcanons. Markus is a complex and compassionate man and mun really brings him to life.

[patchworkpoett]

POSITIVITY POST     >>     @jericholeader​

hey. hey. i haven't written with you a lot yet but i've been following you forever and i just wanted to let you know. you're stunning. amazing. sincerely, i swear. you're a good writer and a cool person, becca. i look forward to writing with you more, and moreover, i look forward to seeing everything you write with everyone else. keep shining, friend 🌞