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NEON GRAVESTONES  //  twenty øne piløts

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my detective.

connor sighs—a slight ‘ tsk ‘ sliding through his clenched teeth, like he’s on the verge of scolding markus for his irresponsibility. he keeps the words at bay for now, offering the deviant nothing but softness. 

the prior will arrive at another time. 

❝ you should’ve told me, markus. ❞ connor says. his smile is weaker than before, but filled with the same sentiment. ❝ i’d have kept you company. unless you wanted��want—to be alone? ❞

   markus shrugs, as if it isn’t a big deal, but a smile remains on his lips. there’s a softness about connor --- about their relationship in a whole that he can’t help but adore.

    ❛   no, stay.   ❜

     ❛   i wanted to talk to you, but i wasn’t sure if you were too busy.   ❜   the grip the deviant leader had on the detective’s hand increases, and his face has begun to return to its stony facade.

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heyo! i’m going through a really stressing time at the moment, so my low activity may stoop to be even lower. i apologize, but i thank your understanding!

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leo.‌

“Mmm-”

Leo could barely put a face to the voice he heard. He was hardly conscious as it was. All he could really focus on was the far too frantic rhythm of his heart, and the fact that he felt like he couldn’t fucking breathe. It was like he’d run a mile, and yet he’d just been laying here, slipping in and out of consciousness. 

It took him quite some time to get his eyes open, and to make sense of the voice that had called his name worriedly. Through blurry vision, he could see Markus’ unmistakable face.

Surely he was dead already. There would be no good reason for Markus to be here.

“Mar-Markus?” he asked in disbelief, trying to get a hold of his breathing. He was hyperventilating, pulse thrumming too hard and too fast.

He’d overdosed once before - enough to know what it felt like this second time. He was dying.

“M’gonna…” his eyes rolled back a bit as he tried to stay conscious. A tremble had overtaken his body, leaving him shivering without the cold -

No, he didn’t want Markus here. He didn’t want anyone here.

“Jus’ ….fk’off…”

    there was a sudden helplessness he felt in that moment. if he didn’t get leo to a hospital soon, he was going to die. it was times like this he wished he had never developed the ability to feel and process emotions --- being unable to think with just logic was definitely a con. he dismissed the thought, and quickly ordered a taxi -- calling nine-one-one wouldn’t be fast enough. he thanked the fact he was given the strength to carry a human with the added programming of being a caretaker. 

    his arm comes under leo’s neck, and under his knees, and with a bit of a struggle he’s able to hoist his step-brother up bridal style. panic caused his thirium pump to beat erratically, his teeth grit in focus.

    ❛   stay awake, leo. please, hold on.   ❜   his voice is rushed, uncharacteristically quiet. he rushes out the door, and once the taxi arrives, he sets its coordinates to the nearest hospital. the drive isn’t that long, fortunately, but he’s still unsure of whether or not he’ll be fast enough.

       ❛   we’ll be there soon. keep your eyes open. focus on me.   ❜

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GREETINGS. i’m here for once in my life

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The JERICHO Squad

ask by anonymous 

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Markus RK200

     → From The Dead

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detective.

IT’S NOT LIKE HE WANTED TO GO ON THE CASE with the android  .   fowler ,  as usual forced him to work with the most annoying android sent by cyberlife .  though he knew he couldn’t go around bitching no more ,  had to suck it up and get focused on the case .  the next few days consisted on pouring through file after file ,  going to the crime scene afterwards to only find nothing .  even if there was ,  the killer left little clues to leave behind – and even connor couldn’t figure out what going on . looking on the only few options they had ,  the pair was forced to head to jericho to ask markus if he had any information on something ,  anything to help bring this case to a close .  problem was that coincidentally on that day ,  connor had something to do with anderson at home .  fucking fantastic. 

as he walked inside the building  ,  he studied the area surrounding him  .   (  hmm ,  not as bad as a place then i thought it would be .  )    another android lead the way up the stairs ,  and as they headed closer to his office ,  he begin to feel a twinge of nervousness .   however ,  the detective shook it off fairly quickly .   it shouldn’t be too bad ,  right?  

they arrived at a door ,  where he watched as the android ran into his office ,  speaking of his arrival before retreating back down the stairs .  gavin awkwardly was about to step up to the door before markus beat him to it ,  causing him to stumble back slightly .  

‘ GOOD AFTERNOON .  UH , I’M JUST HERE TO ASK YOU A FEW QUESTIONS ABOUT A CASE THAT MAY BE CONCERNING JERICHO .  ‘   the doe-eyed boy’s reminder rang through his head:  remember to not be a asshole detective reed .   ‘ AND YOU IN PARTICULAR . IS THAT FINE ? ‘

    a small feeling of anxiety lodged in the deviant’s chest, the feeling vaguely suffocating, but ignored. thoughts flashed through his mind --- what did he do wrong? why was the police department here? his smile stayed, unwavering, however. he, personally, had expected the detective to be rather rude -- on the side of blunt -- but he supposed there was a need for formality outside of the workspace (he had only known that this ‘ gavin reed ’ was not friendly because connor had warned him).

    ❛   oh,   ❜   jericho’s leader’s brows raised in slight surprise, but regained his composure after a few beats.    ❛   of course. anything i can do to help.   ❜ markus was unsure whether to take the information as a good or bad thing --- he himself was not particularly in any sort of trouble, but he also wasn’t sure how... extreme this case would be. he knew if his led was still lodged in his temple, it would be a steady yellow.

      ❛   you’re welcome to come in.   ❜   he gestures towards the room inside the doors, and side steps to let him in.

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gonna try and find some muse sometime this week <3

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✔

 ( doing this for simon! )

My muse(s): markus rk200 from dbh

Do I know your muse(s): yes | no | a little | tell me about your muse

Setting: our verse | my verse | your verse | modern | alternate universe | other

Pre-established relationships? yes | no | depends on the relationship

Possible relationships: friends | classmate | co-worker | roommate | family, real or adopted | dating or blind date | married | friends with benefits | unrequited love | lending a hand | teacher - student | rivals | allies | partner-in-crime | enemies | protecter - guarded | business partners | spy - infiltrated | manipulator - manipulated | star-crossed | first meeting | other

I’m in the mood for: fluff | angst | horror | romance | humor | crime | hurt / comfort | action | supernatural | slice of life | crack | dark threads | light threads | any genre | multi-para | shorter para | one-line | any length | plotted threads | unplotted threads | other

Feel free to: message me ooc | message me ic | tell me your ideas | write a starter | answer one of my opens | send a meme | reblog this with your preferences - let’s find common interests!

plotting guide / accepting

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    starter call! starters will vary in length!

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A quick and easy plotting guide

Send me ✔ and I will bold my preferences for your muse!

My muse(s):

Do I know your muse(s):  yes | no | a little | tell me about your muse

Setting: our verse | my verse | your verse | modern | alternate universe | other

Pre-established relationships? yes | no | depends on the relationship

Possible relationships: friends | classmate | co-worker | roommate | family, real or adopted | dating or blind date | married | friends with benefits | unrequited love | lending a hand | teacher - student | rivals | allies | partner-in-crime | enemies | protecter - guarded | business partners | spy - infiltrated | manipulator - manipulated | star-crossed | first meeting | other 

I’m in the mood for: fluff | angst | horror | romance | humor | crime | hurt / comfort | action | supernatural | slice of life | crack | dark threads | light threads | any genre | multi-para | shorter para | one-line | any length | plotted threads | unplotted threads | other

Feel free to: message me ooc | message me ic | tell me your ideas | write a starter | answer one of my opens | send a meme | reblog this with your preferences - let’s find common interests!

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nontouches‌

that was wild, what he just did right there. they stand in awe for a moment before  nodding. ‘you guys are cool. and it’s fine! most of us aren’t natural.’ i know i’m not.  they have to stop themselves from saying it though. exposing oneself can be risky.

    there’s a pause, heterochromatic eyes eyeing the other, before he nods. he wonders what it must be like to an outsider -- being able to retract synthetic skin. he’s sure some aren’t aware that their skin isn’t their ‘ true color, ‘ per se.

     ❛   i would think being ‘ natural ‘ could be defined as being organic, and i don’t fit that criteria.   ❜

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                              I don’t know what the future holds. 

                                   But, as long as I’m alive, 

                                              I will always love you. 

                                                   (  F o r e v e r  )

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“I missed you.”

     markus feels a soft fondness in the admission, and he can’t help but smile, his eyes full of nothing but love. long days where they’re unable to be with each other, where they can only think about each other – it’s hard. granted, they have their networks they can talk over, but it simply isn’t the same. every time he sees connor after a hard day with the new jericho, he feels the stress momentarily lift from his shoulders. 

      without speaking, the deviant leader wraps his arms around the detective, presses a kiss to his lips. he pulls away after a long moment, although only to bury his face in connor’s shoulder.

    ❛   i missed you too, my love.   ❜

3 word starters --- accepting.