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A billion years later here I am only to say that this blog’s on hiatus because everytime I want to come on here I either forget or I just kind of meh since he’s an OC and lot of times people don’t seem to want to try interacting with him when I reached out in the past. So my sweet ball of sunshine is an indefinite hiatus here on tumblr but if you want to catch me on discord then message me @ofglyphs. It’s where I’ve been until the season ends.

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“See if you can help the others. I’m gonna find the detonator.”

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"Are you crying?"

When Zeke looked up at Benji, the teen was pretty sure that in the other’s eyes he looked even more like a little kid than he already was to him and probably resembled a kicked puppy. He swallowed hard before ducking his head down as he wiped at his eyes with his handkerchief. The older lantern received a slow nod after a moment, even if it was necessary as it was very obvious that Zeke was crying.

          “Just had a rough day... that’s all,” He murmured shakily, trying to blink away the tears but it wasn’t working out that well.

It didn’t surprise him when Benji asked him what had happened or when he pushed in his own gentle way for the reason when Zeke hadn’t said it. But he did open up to the reason behind his tears.

          “I guess... it’s a little dumb and just teen drama, Benji,” Zeke started with a little sniffle. “I thought they were my friends but it turns out they were just using my kindness and money for their own needs. They don’t know that I overheard them talking about it.”

          “I thought you and Delov were friends?”

          “Pfft, friends with him? He gives us free shit. He might be smart but he’s pretty stupid about picking the people he hangs out with.”

          “Don’t worry about it, Benji... I’ll be fine.”

send ‘are you crying?’ to catch my muse in tears  //  @hopewilled  //  accepting.

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Are you crying?

The brunet couldn’t stop the way his shoulders tensed slightly at the sound of Connor’s voice. He didn’t turn to face the android right away as he wiped at his cheeks with a tissue and took a few shaky breaths. Honestly, he should’ve known that the other would come find him after spending too much time out of the his sight. But Zeke had hoped to have a few more minutes so he could pull himself together.

          “Yes,” Zeke answered softly as he kept looking away from Connor. Now, while he couldn’t see the other he could just about picture the slightly perturbed expression that would cross his face. No matter how minuscule it was, he knew it’d be there even if this wasn’t precisely the Connor from before.

          “Why? Did something happen? Did someone hurt you, Ezekiel?”

When he didn’t respond right away, the brunet heard the other taking steps close to him and a few more tears made their way down Zeke’s cheeks that he quickly wiped at with his tissue. Looking up at Connor, it hurt a little more than usual to look at him and he dropped his gaze to the wooden floor.

          “I just… I miss you, Connor.” Was the quiet reply.

          “That’s– But I am right here, Ezekiel,” Connor’s tone sounded confused, the little head tilt was practically audible.

          “Yes, that’s true but not all of you is here with me.” Zeke looked up at Connor and his eyes found the serial code over the right breast of the suit: #313 248 317-52.

send ‘are you crying’ to catch my muse in tears  //  @deviatedprototype  // accepting.

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Send ‘Are you crying?” to catch my muse in tears.

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#you know what that is? g r o w t h.

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♭

♭ - grip my muse’s jaw to make them look yours in the eye

          “You know if you don’t want to play this game it’s fine, Connor,” The brunet whispered as he looked up at the other, the glow of his cellphone held between them giving some light in the closet they were currently locked in for the next few minutes.

Honestly, Zeke should’ve told North, one of the female students visiting from the nearby all girl boarding school, that he was fine with sitting the game out. But, well, the brunet teen standing across from him managed to give him the puppy eyes and here they were now. Sighing softly, Zeke leaned against the closet wall and gave Connor a little smile before glancing towards the darkened wood of the door with a frown taking over.

North hadn’t precisely said how long they were suppose to be in here or what to even do, though it didn’t take much to figure out what it was that the somewhat aggressive girl wanted them to do. It made him glad that the dim glow of his phone didn’t illuminate his face too much so Connor couldn’t see the blush that began dusting his cheeks. It was difficult to keep his eyes from drifting to Connor’s soft lips (it always was) and firmly keep his gaze on some point in the darkness of the closet.

          “–Ezekiel?”

          “Mm, what?” Heterochromic eyes blinked back into focus and confusion shuttered over his expression as he looked at Connor’s concerned face.

          “Are you alright? I’ve been trying to gain your attention for the past minute or so,” The taller teen asked, lips turned down in a slight frown while his brows furrowed.

Oops. He hadn’t meant to worry his friend or draw this kind of attention while they were still in an enclosed space with no way to escape Connor’s probing questions. There had definitely been a chair pressed against the door handle when they’d been unceremoniously shoved in here.

          “Sorry, I spaced out a bit,” Zeke answered honestly, it was the truth, a tiny chuckle left his lips as he brought his free hand up to rub at the back of his neck. “I didn’t mean to worry you, моя звезда.”

At the familiar curious expression he received for using Russian the teen couldn’t help but smile fondly at him before looking away. My star is what he’d taken to calling Connor. He was a star, not in the way others would view him but in another that Zeke very much liked. Yes, Connor was bright in his studies but to him he just…shined. There were so many things that brought it out as well–

          “Zeke, are you spacing out again?” Connor’s voice cut through and he couldn’t help but wince a little, glancing at him guiltily. “What’s wrong?”

          “Nothing’s wrong. Why do you ask?” Oh boy, he shouldn’t have asked that question, that had been a mistake.

          “You’ve been quiet since we were pushed in here and you usually like to fill in the silence to pass the time. Talking about your art or something you cooked the other day in the kitchens that we’re not allowed to go into–” Zeke couldn’t help but smile a little with that. He was, actually, allowed in there. “–Or asking me about my studies or some other thing. I know you’re not getting sick even though you keep spacing out.”

          “I just don’t think I thought this through when I agreed to play the game, Connor. And before you say anything on it, it’s not your fault that I agreed to play.” He could already see the way the other’s shoulders drooped some as he tucked his chin down. “North obviously doesn’t want to let us out until we do what she wants us to.”

There was silence from Connor that Zeke didn’t try to analyze as he tapped at the screen of his phone to keep it lit. His focus drifted again, bright mismatch eyes going a little out of focus as he thought about the upcoming holidays and the things he was going to show Connor when they were over at his grandparents’ place in Moscow. They already adored him from the last time he brought his friend over and his grandparents would be thrilled to have Connor over again, so would he.

He was so focused on that that the teen didn’t notice how his gaze fell from the other’s eyes to the vicinity of those lips that he’d been thinking about earlier.

          “Do you not want to kiss me?”

Zeke’s mind went into a screeching halt.

          “What?” Wide eyes looked at Connor in surprise and he could feel the blush that covered his cheeks. “Conn–”

          “Or is it that you think I won’t kiss you?”

Deities above, help him. Running his free hand down his face and over his mouth, Zeke looked at Connor with bright eyes. This got out of hand quickly.

           “Connor, it’s not that–”

           “You said North won’t let us out unless we do what she obviously wants us to do. She wants us to ‘make out’, if I’m not mistaken.”

Right. He wasn’t wrong. Shoot. Now he had to think his way out of this one somehow.

          “Yeah…but you don’t have to kiss me if you don’t want to, okay–”

His words fell flat as his jaw was grabbed in a firm grip and he was made to look up at those warm, dark eyes. He couldn’t help the way his body reacted to this, to Connor. His breath hitched just the slightest bit, pupils dilated while his cheeks burned. Zeke could see the way Connor’s eyes looked over his face briefly before focusing on his eyes again.

          “I want to kiss you, Ezekiel,” He stated firmly but Zeke could hear some of the other’s nervousness leaking into his voice. “The question is do you want me to kiss you?”

It barely took Zeke a second to respond.

          “Yes.”

He saw the relief in those eyes and the smile Zeke received was beautiful. Connor leaned down in eagerness and the dim light of his phone went out just as their lips touched.

manhandling symbol starters  //  @deviatedprototype  //  accepting.

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Manhandling symbol starters

Send one for your muse to…

★ - drag my muse by the arm ⁂ - grab my muse by the front of their shirt, possibly shoving them back ✱ - take my muse by the hips to carefully move them out of their way ➜ - smack my muse upside the head ⌧ - grip my muse by the back of the neck © - put a hand on my muse’s back to steer them somewhere ✂ - point sternly at a chair and tell my muse to sit down ✉ - push my muse back down when they try to get out of bed (perhaps involving illness, injury, or sleep deprivation) ☛ - press a finger to my muse’s lips to shut them up ♚ - put a hand on my muse’s knee while sitting next to them, to discourage them from standing up ♧ - slap my muse’s hand away from something they shouldn’t touch ♦ - grab my muse’s hair and yank ♤ - slam a door shut before my muse can leave the room ♞ - physically pick my muse up and carry them ♭ - grip my muse’s jaw to make them look yours in the eye ♨ - rub my muse down with a sponge/wet cloth  ☀ - pin my muse with their arms behind their back ☠ - slam my muse into a wall ☾ - wrestle/pin my muse to the ground

Add as much or as little context as you’d like!

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* love ♥ starters

‘ want me to stay? ’

‘ we’re almost home. ’

‘ you should be in bed. ’

‘ we can share it.’

‘ stay there. i’m coming to get you. ’

‘ shh, shh. you were dreaming. ’ 

‘ grab my hand. ’

‘ i’m just going to pick you up. ’

‘ everything okay? ’

‘ i won’t leave you behind. ’

‘ don’t worry. better out than in. ’

‘ who did that to you? ’ 

‘ sit down and rest. ’

‘ sweetie, i would never think that. ’

‘ come lay down in my lap. ’

‘ i know you think you’re all alone out there, but you’re not. ’

‘ call me when you get home. ’

‘ we should change those bandages. ’

‘ you’re safe here. ’

‘ honey… ’

‘ of course we love you. ’

‘ wait here. i’ll go run a bath for you. ’

‘ take my bed for tonight. ’

‘ i promise. ’ 

‘ you’re always welcome here. ’

‘ don’t talk like that. ’

‘ bad dream? ’

‘ talk to me. ’  

‘ it’s okay to cry. ’

‘ you need to be more careful.’

‘ we should hug this out. ’

‘ i worry about you. ’

‘ can i hold your hand? ’ 

‘ because i care about you. ’

‘ it made me think of you. ’ 

‘ take care of yourself. ’

‘ put your seatbelt on. ’ 

‘ where did you go? ’ 

‘ i didn’t mean to worry you. ’

‘ i made breakfast. ’

‘ sing something for me? ’

‘ open it and find out. ’

‘ how long have you been like this? ’

‘ you look nice. ’

‘ here, take my jacket. ’

‘ close your eyes and try to get some rest. ’

‘ focus on my voice. ’ 

‘ i meant every word. ’

‘ i was here all night. ’

‘ look both ways before you cross. ’

‘ you don’t have to talk. ’ 

‘ this is your favorite, right? ’

‘ you’ll feel better in the morning. ’

‘ you have a nice laugh. ’

‘ here, take my jacket. ’

‘ you could stay here. with me. ’

‘ we’ll figure it out together. ’

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“You should play with my hair some more…”

A soft smile curved his lips at Connor’s request and resumed the steady motion of carding his fingers through the messy chocolate brown hair. It was a rare sight to see the other’s hair this messy, even when there was a scuffle or a chase during the cases that Connor still had to work on, his hair always remained neat.

Zeke ducked his head a little and pressed his face against the pillow as he felt his cheeks heat up with a blush. Of course, it would be sex that completely messes it up. Especially with how much he ended up tugging on it the night before. God, his mind was still replaying last night and then the aches were a very pleasant reminder of it as well.

Couldn’t deny that androids were indeed anatomically correct.

          “It’s still pretty early…we don’t have to get out of bed yet.” And Hank definitely hadn’t called Connor about a case since it was usually the other way around. Arching his back some to stretch it, Zeke took the chance to press closer to Connor and loosely placed an arm over the other’s waist as he smiled sleepily. “We could sleep in a bit more. Mm?”

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☆⭒ CONNOR ⭒☆

“ hi, my name is connor, i’m the android sent by cyberlife. ”  brown irises flicked almost-but-not-quite curiously across the young man before him, locking on a pair of heterochromic eyes as his systems launched into function. 

         IDENTIFYING  …  EZEKIEL IVAN DELOV. NO CRIMINAL RECORD.          MISSION :  PROTECT EZEKIEL 

there was a moment of confusion, protection wasn’t an integrated part of his programming. any hesitation was quelled a moment later by a surge of implicit obedience :  his initial function didn’t matter, he was capable of adapting. 

“ did your uncle inform you that i was coming? ”

@lanternknight literally did not ask for this.

Looking at the android across from him with wide mismatch eyes, Zeke examined his unexpected (but kind of expected) guest before smiling at Connor brightly. He’d told his uncle that it would be fine, but it didn’t surprise him that David went with this route. His entire family could be like a pack of angry mama bears when something threatening came within 40 miles from him but Zeke loved them all the same.

          “It’s nice to meet you, Connor, my uncle did mention it. Um, I’m sure you already know who I am but I wanted you to know that you can call me ‘Zeke’. Okay?” The corners of his eyes crinkled a little as he wiped his paint splattered hand in the damp rag he had in the other one. “I’d shake your hand but they’re kind of green right now.”

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someone give me “you live in the apartment across the hall and you’re so fucking hot but i get so awkward around you even though you act completely normal and i stutter every.time. you’re out of my league anyway but then one night my stupid roommate locks me out and i forget my key and you see me sitting the hallway so you invite me in. and obviously i say yes but holy crap what is happening” plot pretty pls

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“Morning After” starters

as requested by anon. Enjoy and feel free to make any changes !

Sexy

“Feel like another round?”

“You were great last night…”

“Wow, you look even better in the daylight.”

“My clothes look better on you than they do on me.”

“I had no idea you were into that stuff…I’m glad I found out.”

“We didn’t even get to use the toys last night.”

“You should play with my hair some more…”

“I don’t remember ever having this many hickeys. But I don’t mind.”

“That was a workout.”

“I don’t know your name. But you can share it with me, so I know what to scream this time.”

“The fun doesn’t have to end.”

“I think I can convince you to stay…”

“Don’t pretend like you’re asleep. Should I find a way to wake you up?~”

“We could order pizza and just stay like this all day.”

“I love your bedhead.”

Awkward

“Oh no…what did we do?”

“Hi! You need to leave.”

“I’m sorry…who are you?”

“Ugh…I drank so much.”

“I can’t believe I did this again.” / “I can’t believe we did this again.”

“Where are your clothes?”

“…I’m sore in such weird places.”

“Hey, sorry! I’m gonna go. Right now.”

“You didn’t seem like you were having such a bad time last night.”

“Someone’s coming. Is that your mom/partner/spouse/etc.?”

“I think this was a mistake.”

“*trying to sneak out while half-dressed*”

“Your foot is in my face.”

“Did we use protection?”

“*sees ___ and screams*”

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GUYS. I CAN’T BELIEVE I HAVE THE MOST WONDERFUL FRIEND EVER. @victoryclaimed IS SO PRECIOUS AND AMAZING. SHE JUST SENT ME A BUNCH OF EDITED ZEKE ICONS FROM HIS COMIC FC ALONG WITH A PROMO BANNER AND I LOVE THEM SO MUCH. I CRY TEARS OF JOY.

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he offers a thin smile, not very convincing (forgive him, he really IS trying) as he claps zeke on the shoulder. "happy birthday, kid."

          “Thank you, Benji!” The thin smile is answered with a beaming one from the teen as mismatch eyes look up at the blue lantern. Artemis had already moved to claim some attention and pets from him, which Zeke happily gave as he crouched down in front of her. “Do you want some cake? Or food, if you don’t want anything sweet?”

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Tumblr, what the fuck. Why have you unfollowed people while I’ve been away? what the ever-loving-fuck.

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WHEN YOU FORGET YOUR SUNSHINE BOY’S BIRTHDAY. I’M SO MAD AT MYSELF FOR THAT. GODDAMMIT. IT WAS 6/27, MY BABY TURNED A YEAR OLD AND I MISSED IT.