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Stasis mode

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the employees at cyberlife when i start fucking with the controls as markus to get the key and steal their truck

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Stasis mode

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Self Constraint

A/N: *does sign of the cross in spanish*

JK. It’s not that bad. It’s literally a makeout sesh, but still something I never thought I would write. 

How the turn tables.

Title: Self Constraint

Author: royalbluehues

Warnings: Makeout. Steamy scenes. I guess it technically is nsfw.

Pairings: Deviant!Connor x Reader

His lips were pressing against yours with vigor, your teeth occasionally clashing against his. An arm around your waist pushes you flush against him, and his scent was flooding your senses- he was wearing the cologne you had gotten him, just the vaguest hint, however- the rest was just him. A mouthwatering mix of musk and clean, a mix of him.

You let out a small whimper when he pulls back to let you breathe. No doubt his technologically advanced intuition telling him to let you have a moment’s breath before you pass out in his arms.

The thought was amusing to him, knowing that he was causing the shortness of your breath, that his lips and his touch sent you into an overwhelming heap of need.

He tilts his head down to kiss your neck, nipping at the soft skin there, his tongue peeking out to taste. You breathe in deeply, melting into his touch, fire raging wherever he touched you.

The particles within you are dancing merrily, singing out in praise as his lips touch your heated skin.

“Had I been human,” he murmurs into your skin, and you shudder against him, “I imagine I would be in a similar state.”

His lips move near your collarbone as you shake you head, “Connor-”

“Concoctions of dopamine,” he kisses the skin there and you feel as his fingers move to grip at your hips, “Norepinephrine,” You breathe in sharply as his teeth nip at your flushed skin. You roll your head back, extending your neck, “Serotonin.”

Your mind is faltering, gripping at his forearms in an attempt to keep yourself anchored, but his voice is sending you on a high, the sensation of him against your skin driving you insane. “Please,” the words fall from your lips without consent, and you’re unsure of what you’re asking for yourself.

But you’re mentally thanking for the shred of deviancy that has allowed him to become more expressive, a prime example of the way he pushed you further up the wall.

His lips pepper kisses up your throat, and he continues lecturing to you as if he hadn’t heard your desperate plea, “Some of the few basic foundations of attraction-” You let out a small moan, screwing your eyes shut, biting down on your bottom lip, “-something I’m feeling in my own way.”

You gasp out as his lips work on your skin, and your grip from his forearms loosens as you allow your hands to travel up his back. One hand delves into his hair, pulling and carding through the rich brown locks that was styled so neatly just seconds ago. The other is raking down the length of his back, and you want nothing more than to rid the cumbersome material of his shirt, no matter how handsome he looks in it.

You’re trying to think back to how you managed to get yourself into this predicament with him- but he’s too distracting, still murmuring obvious and scientific facts about your flustered appearance, “-dilated eyes. You’re enjoying this.”

You peek one eye open, your chest heaving to catch breath. Your voice is shaky when you respond, “In what point in time did you think I wasn’t?”

Connor lets out a quiet chuckle, and despite having been near him all day, your pulse still manages to quicken despite already beating at the rate of a race horse.

You close your eye again when his lips land back on yours, his lip running across the length of your bottom lip. He’s requesting access, and you gladly offer it to him, feeling as his left hand grabs your knee to hitch your leg up towards his waist.

“I never have,” He whispers into your ear. You open your eyes once more to look at him, and his hair is completely disheveled now, pale fingers loosening the tie around his throat. Brown eyes are looking down at you coyly, “It only takes a simple touch of my lips to make you lose all self constraint.”

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Altered Reveries (Pt. 2 of Cognitive Fidelity)

A/N: And here it issss!!!! Here’s the second installment of Cognitive Fidelity!!

So sorry for the long wait my loves, and there’s probably going to be another wait for the third chapter. School started, and I’m trying to do everything in my power to finish asap, but luckily, for the time being I don’t have classes on Tuesdays and Thursdays until October. 

So, I give full credit to the writers of Westworld for inspiring me for this story. I also give them credit to the parts that I based speech off of. Tyvm.

As always, feedback would be much appreciated, tyvm. My requests will be closing soon (not that I’ve had any requests, which is a bit surprising tbh), so if you’d like to request something, now’s the time to do it!

Soundtrack:

This World

Runaway

Rêverie (The song MC plays on piano)

Memories

Happy reading my little hues! 

Title: Altered Reveries

Author: royalbluehues

Warnings: Implied sexual assault, violence, death, cursing.

Pairings: Connor x Reader

Part 1

You are dead.

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originally i was only going to post this doodle on instagram but then i figured Hey maybe some of yall are into the game with the self aware roombas

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fugitives (kara)

i love kara a lot so i’m making my first post on this blog about her!

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uwu happy holidays guys! I hope u like this and have a good day!