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Gerec’s Favorite Fics - 2024

A couple days late but here’s a list of some of my favorite 2024 fics. A great big thanks to everyone still writing for this fandom (or newly writing for it!); I know I’m very grateful to have all these amazing stories to read and to share!

CHERIK FICS

Standing Invitation by smilebackwards

Erik has two standing invitations in his life. One is to the maximum security wing of Rikers Island prison. The other is to Sunday tea with Charles Xavier.

Strange Bodies, Strange Minds by populuxe

He wiggles a set of sturdy, blunt fingers that he unfortunately knows all too well, and then he raises his other hand and wiggles those sturdy, blunt fingers, too. They’re his hands—he’s making them move, and he can feel them moving—but they’re obviously not his hands.

“For God’s sake, Erik,” his doppelgänger snaps. He points to the mirror above the fireplace. “Stand up and properly look.”

A few weeks into their mutant-collecting road trip, Charles and Erik approach a boy with a very special mutation—who subsequently turns his abilities on them. Trapped in each others’ bodies (and saddled with each others’ powers), it seems like an inconvenience at first, but it will have consequences neither of them could have predicted.

Rapprochement by populuxe

“Hank peered at the newspaper over his shoulder and said haltingly, ‘Do you think…Erik might be trying to send a message…to you specifically?’”

When Charles stands Erik up for their annual winter holiday getaway, Erik spends the following twelve months expressing his displeasure in increasingly creative ways. With this year’s winter break approaching, Charles makes plans to head to the cabin alone—or without contacting Erik in advance, anyway...

Is It Casual Now? by niniblack

Charles hasn’t seen his ex-boyfriend Erik since the latter went to an Imperial prison six years ago, and he’s just fine with that, but a hookup job gone bad on a rain drenched planet has Raven calling in the only person they know who can talk down the criminal syndicate currently after them: that very same ex-boyfriend, Erik.

Erik’s not that happy to see him either.

It's Not Too Bed by Aurrus

The room is tiny – which is good, because at least it’s blessedly warm, which he didn’t dare hope for, considering their luck, but it’s also tiny enough that there’s only enough space for a rickety side table, a small desk, a chair and a coat rack.

And a bed, of course. Only—

“There’s only one bed,” Erik points out needlessly.

things have changed for me by joshriku

It's not easy for Erik to juggle a divorce and burnout from his current job. Luckily, he's made up his mind - he'll quit this job, move out on his own, and find his way from there. It's totally not a mid-life crisis.

Luckily, Charles is there to help.

Despair is for the Living by jeriais

This curse is devouring him from the inside and he's afraid of what he'll be left with when it finally consumes him.

 Or, an angsty vampire AU in which everything changes.

all the soarings of your mind by ikeracity

From the PDM III, the Psionic Diagnostician Manual: 297.3 PSYCHIC BLEED

Diagnostic Features The essential feature of Psychic Bleed is an abnormal, involuntary transfer of feelings, thoughts, experiences, and preferences in a close relationship involving at least one psychic partner (Criterion A) following prolonged mind-to-mind to contact. The psychic partner, sometimes termed the "instigator" or "source case," is unable to prevent this transfer from occurring through traditional psionic defenses such as shielding, empathetic defense, or astral distancing (Criterion B). The transfer is not better accounted for by another psychic disorder (e.g. Latent Psychic Manifestation Syndrome) or individual mutations of either the source case or the receptive case (Criterion C). See below for diagnostic criteria.

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Erik likes his psychic therapist—maybe too much. Is sharing his therapist's cravings and impulses a... known side effect?

The Boy Raised in Fire (The Boy with the Sigil Tattoo Remix) by jeriais

Erik Lehnsherr is on a mission to kill his creator, the man who raised him to be the living weapon that he is. He has a plan and will suffer no distractions, that is, until a handsome stranger gets in his way.

On compromise and lasting peace by brawlingdiscontent

The morning of their wedding, the king of Genosha and his soon-to-be consort reflect, separately, on what’s to come.

magnetic attraction by brawlingdiscontent

Charles may be an online dating novice, but that doesn’t mean he’s going to fall for a catfish

The (e)X: Men and Other Issues by larkdily

Erik’s writing is just like Erik himself — strong, vibrant, and always captivating to Charles, despite his better judgment.

or: It's senior year of college. After a publishing mishap of epic proportions, Charles and Erik - bitter exes and uni literary rivals - are drawn reluctantly back into each other's orbits.

The Shears by Isolee (WIP) It's been fifteen years since he last looked at Erik, the house, and all his mistakes. Thirty-year-old academic, he thinks, orphan, now, and starving, too. His mother is dead, and nothing has changed, except he forgets what he likes for breakfast. And Erik looks at him like - like he doesn't understand the language Charles is speaking. Like he has to strain a bit to make sense of the man in front of him.

With the pruning, a branch is stronger; you will learn to love the shears.

out of my league by roachvibes (WIP)

Charles Xavier leads an extraordinary career in professional soccer until an injury leaves him with no choice but to retire into coaching. When he unexpectedly encounters his ex-husband at a national football conference, the two are forced to reconcile their differences on human-mutant coexistence—and parenting.

Best Laid Plans by InterstellarClark (WIP)

Alpha Erik is tired of waiting for the right person to settle down with, he’s ready to be a father and have a family again. Omega Charles has lost everything, his inheritance, his job at Columbia, and needs a next step. Both of them turn to Stark Surrogacy, hoping they can find a future.

Inevitably Yours by vvividlyy (WIP)

Times like this, Charles wishes Raven hadn’t told him to stay out of her head years ago. Well, he wishes that all the time, but it would be really especially handy for situations like trying to figure out exactly how upset she was about her breakup with no particular person for no particular reason.

Or:

Sometimes the man of your dreams meets your sister first.

XAVIERINE, CHERIGAN & OTHER PAIRINGS

burning gin by kremas

Logan clenches his jaw. He takes one last drag of his cigar, and Charles watches nervously, his heart beating rampantly in his chest, anticipating rejection.

Please don’t say no. Please don’t say no. Please don’t say no.

Logan slowly blows the smoke out of his mouth, the cloud trickling out and down, dissipating just before it can reach Charles’ face.

He shakes his head, briefly shutting his eyes.

“God, I’m gonna fuckin’ kill Magneto.”

Or, after Erik leaves him, again, Charles just needs to feel something. Logan can help.

The Deal We're Making by arcapelago (arcanewinter)

After Logan resumes control of his own body after his future self supposedly took it over for a few days, he eventually settles down on the grounds of the Xavier School for Whatever it was, mainly due to the attentions of its headmaster.

But a few years into this unusually stable living arrangement, a new student with a unique ability causes Logan to forfeit his body a second time--and find himself in a different one.

It gets worse from there.

Return (the orbital period remix) by arcapelago (arcanewinter) 

Midway through August, Logan comes home.

The whole ride, all four hundred miles of it, he refuses to call it that. But as he parks his motorcycle in the garage in the same place it was a month ago and extinguishes his cigar on his forearm, he's not sure what else to call it.

Surrender, maybe.

A Type by Groot_the_tree

“You certainly have a type, Charles,” Erik had said one day and, at the time, Charles wasn’t sure he understood what Erik was referring to. Now though, it was becoming more and more clear that Erik had, for once, been right. - Charles slowly realizes that Erik and Logan are more alike than he first thought. And it just took them dating to find out.

Metal Man and the Magnet by Groot_the_tree

“You know that thing you and the professor do?” Logan asked, sitting on the couch pushed against the wall.

“You’re going to need to be more specific than that,” Erik said, “Charles and I do a lot of stuff together.”

“In the bedroom,” Logan added which, okay, narrowed the list down to some extent but it was still rather large. “With control and his powers? Where he takes over things.”

“Yeah, I’m familiar with the concept. Why?” He asked.

There was a brief pause before Logan asked, “Do ya think me and you could do somethin’ like that? With the adamantium in me and your powers?”

Promises by Mataolma

Mafia AU. Erik is the right-hand man of mob boss Sebastian Shaw. Fed up with life at the man's side, Erik plots his escape, but not knowing that this decision will lead him to lose something very important.

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hello gerec! ive been reading cherik fics for a few months (only on ao3 bc i dont really know how livejournal works) so if its not trouble could you give me your favorite cherik fics on livejourmal?

Yes I'd be happy to, Anon! To start you off, here's a previous post I made with my favourite dirtybad fics. Remember to read the descriptions and mind tags where they're available!

Kinkmeme Dirtybad Fics

I'm sharing links to fics from 2 defunct kinkmemes - 1stclass-kink and xmen_firstkink on LiveJournal. Some of these are WIP but they're on this list because they're amazing and what's there is absolutely worth reading. Remember to check the prompts and the warnings before diving in as there aren't 'tags' on LJ like we're used to with ao3.

For anyone with time and patience, I encourage you to go through both Kink Memes and check them out for yourself. I guarantee you'll find incredible nuggets of treasure buried there that have never made it over to ao3 :D

Liquid Acelerant  and Flashover (This is always at the top of my list of Kinkmeme recs. It's atmospheric and an incredible read but super dark and gory so be aware!)

Prompt: Shaw is a crime boss (or somebody with a lot of power/influence). Charles is his “woman.” Erik is his right hand man. But what he doesn’t suspect is that Charles and Erik have been having a hot, tawdry affair behind his back and have been planning on running away from him so they can be together. Cue Shaw, mad with anger and jealousy, ruthlessly hunting them down until he finally finds them in a cheap motel in the middle of nowhere locked in a passionate embrace…

Permission to Remain 

Prompt: Because human-omegas still can bear children (and sometimes mutant-children), human-omegas are allowed to be concubines, but are never accepted as spouses.

There are scandalous rumors going around the Genoshan palace that Emperor Magneto completely ignores his mutant Empress Emma in favor of his favorite concubine, the human Charles Xavier. The worst part? They’re completely true. This irks Sebastian Shaw, the emperor’s Chief Councilor, to no end, as he was the one who arranged Erik’s union with his niece Emma in a bid to rule as regent through any children Emma bore the emperor (who would all be mutant, of course). Worse yet is when Charles is announced to be pregnant with the heir-apparent. And worst of all, when said Crown Princess turns out to be a human-omega child.

Carpe Brewski [WIP] by gyzym - This story starts exactly where you’d expect it to start: drunk, in a library. i.e Erik and Charles are frat boys that have a lot of ~feelings~.

Intensified by Absence (Cherik, Time Traveller’s Wife AU; there are 2 fills) https://1stclass-kink.livejournal.com/3115.html?thread=3397931#t3397931

I could never understand your tears (Cherik, post Cuba, non con, Erik takes Charles) https://1stclass-kink.livejournal.com/6527.html?thread=9848447#t9848447

Zombie Apocalypse mini fill (Cherik, MCD) https://1stclass-kink.livejournal.com/6527.html?thread=10424703#t10424703

Residue (Cherik, Charles dies and his consciousness stays in Erik’s head) https://1stclass-kink.livejournal.com/6527.html?thread=11278207#t11278207

Redeem (Cherik, Charles stalks Erik via Cerebro post Beach Divorce) https://1stclass-kink.livejournal.com/7315.html?thread=12053651#t12053651

How Deep the Bullet Lies (Count of Monte Cristo au) https://1stclass-kink.livejournal.com/7315.html?thread=13883795#t13883795

And then there were four (Charles/Raven/Erik/Emma, meet as children and fall in love) https://1stclass-kink.livejournal.com/7761.html?thread=14210641#t14210641

Mind, Glass (A/O pre DOFP conjugal visits) http://xmen-firstkink.livejournal.com/11912.html?thread=22742920#t22742920

First Fires (Erik is a Dragon, arranged marriage royalty au) http://xmen-firstkink.livejournal.com/9701.html?thread=21435109#t21435109

Blue Hotel (Erik cheats on Charles with Janos) http://xmen-firstkink.livejournal.com/8700.html?thread=19063292

Machinations (royalty au, mpreg) https://xmen-firstkink.livejournal.com/8700.html?thread=20700156#t20700156

Survival & Moving On https://xmen-firstkink.livejournal.com/8074.html?thread=16855690#t16855690

Interplanetary Incidents (sci-fi, accidental marriage, WIP) https://xmen-firstkink.livejournal.com/7736.html?thread=14845496#t14845496

Yesterday (mpreg, MCD, angst) https://xmen-firstkink.livejournal.com/7736.html?thread=15878968#t15878968

Infidelity (Erik is a cop) https://xmen-firstkink.livejournal.com/7634.html?thread=12346322#t12346322

Mob AU (Age difference, mob boss!Charles) https://xmen-firstkink.livejournal.com/7634.html?thread=13177042#t13177042

Blue Raven and the City of Gold (Conan AU with Emperor!Charles and General!Erik) https://xmen-firstkink.livejournal.com/6437.html?thread=10719781#t10719781

Swords and Sorcery (Erik the Barbarian, prequel to Blue Raven and the City of Gold) https://xmen-firstkink.livejournal.com/6437.html?thread=10924581#t10924581

Everyone has a price (sugar daddy au, WIP) https://xmen-firstkink.livejournal.com/6192.html?thread=7440176#t7440176

Winter in New York & sequel Tie me up, tie me down https://xmen-firstkink.livejournal.com/5215.html?thread=6081631#t6081631

I’ll Send You To Hell (Charles/Erik/Shaw, noncon, Erik is complicit) https://xmen-firstkink.livejournal.com/3278.html?thread=3512014#t3512014

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Random writing prompt??? Tsuna sleepily crawls into the wrong bed and it turns out to be Reborn's and everyone is freaking out they can't find the 10th and reborns just laughing to himself cuz he know where his boss is.

HASKALASJKAJSHAGA HEY THANK YOU!!!

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It’s half past two in the morning when it happens.

Reborn has his bedside lamp switched on in the darkness of his room, illuminating the page he’s reading as he leans against the headboard.

Then, out of nowhere, Tsuna swings his bedroom door open and comes trudging in, rubbing his eyes wearily and cracking a yawn. Reborn raises a brow when Tsuna lumbers over to his bed, muttering something under his breath before collapsing over the white sheets that Reborn isn’t occupying.

There is an understandable confusion in the air.

“…Dame-Tsuna.”

A muffled sound comes from beside Reborn.

“Dame-Tsuna, what are you doing.”

Tsuna turns his head just enough to free his lips from the bedsheets. “Y'told me to go to bed.”

“I know. Did I have to tell you to go to which bed?”

“What’re y'talkin’ about…” Tsuna’s words are starting to slur and trail off into thin air.

“This is my room, idiot. What are you doing in here?”

“’S my room!” Tsuna suddenly snaps, head lifting off the mattress. “The hell’re you doing in here?!”

And then promptly drops his head back against the bed, snatching as much of the blankets as he can from Reborn and curling up on the side of the bed he’s stolen.

“Stupid R'born,” Tsuna mutters, “can’t even tell where his own room is.”

There is silence.

And then Tsuna lifts his head up again with an irritated, sleepy grimace on his face, and proceeds to stretch across Reborn to reach the switch of the bedside lamp. Tsuna practically drags his chest across Reborn’s torso just to switch the lamp off, not he least bit bothered about the situation and flops back against the bed.

Reborn calmly looks over at the mess of limbs and snores. He closes his book with a conclusive snap.

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The mansion has been in utter chaos the entire morning. Pandemonium is breaking out across the halls, wails and shouts echoing off the roofs as butlers and maids and the Vongola Guardians scramble about here and there, all because��

“JYUUDAIME! WHERE ARE YOU?!” Hayato cries out in the front yard.

Reborn casually sidesteps a scurrying Takeshi and dodges a flying vase from Ryohei on his way to the kitchen. There, Kyouya is staring holes into Mukuro, who’s staring holes back at him with a sneer.

“I will give you a last warning,” Hibari says calmly – eerily. “Where did you keep the omnivore.”

“And what makes you think I hid him, Hibari-chan? For all I know, perhaps you’ve kidnapped him.”

Hibari’s tonfas fly out.

Reborn calmly pours his cup of coffee and wanders out the kitchen again, sipping on his drink and ducking his head when Hayato runs past him with his arms out in hysteria.

He retreats back to his room and shuts the door behind him. Reborn places his cup onto his desk and steps up to his bed.

His still-occupied bed.

Leon voluntarily changes form.

“A good Vongola Decimo,” Reborn says loudly, “doesn’t make his famiglia– worry!” He ends off his sentence with a whack from his mallet to Tsuna’s head.

Tsuna falls to the floor yelping in a tangled mess of limbs and sheets. He scowls up at Reborn.

“Rude! I thought you stopped barging into my room years ago!”

“I did.”

“Yeah well apparently that isn’t the case–”

“Well apparently,” Reborn says loudly again, “the case here is that this is my room, Dame-Tsuna.”

Tsuna pauses and scrunches his face up in confusion. Reborn has to admit that it’s cute but Tsuna’s little Family is wreaking havoc out there and— goddammit. “Your Guardians have been looking all over for you. They’re annoying.”

“Wait…” Tsuna looks around him. His eyes grow frighteningly wide. And then he whips his head back to Reborn.

“This isn’t my room!”

Again, it’s cute, but there’s another crash outside the door. Reborn whacks Tsuna again.

“Get out there and do damage control.” Reborn picks Tsuna up by his collar like a mussed up puppy.

“I– did I– I mean– with you–”

“Yes, you slept with me, now get out of here.” And proceeds to kick Tsuna out and slam his door shut.

But Tsuna isn’t taking note of the world falling apart around him because—

“Oh my God I slept with Reborn?!”

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO TSUNA AND REBORN!!!

also this was a fun prompt hajagaaj i hope you liked it? idk :( ALSO PERSONAL HC THAT MUKURO CALLS HIBARI HIBARI-CHAN JUST TO PISS HIM OFF

and no reborn didnt do the do with our cinnamon roll cmon

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So uh. I noticed you're kinda naked. Is that intentional, or... ? For Tsuna and Reborn please

“So uh. I noticed you’re kinda naked. Is that intentional, or…?” Tsuna trails off as he huddles in his cocoon of blankets, preparing to go to bed. 

Reborn scoffs. “Your cow brat destroyed my bed, so I’ll be sleeping with you. And I happen to sleep naked. Budge over, Dame-Tsuna.”

Tsuna doesn’t move though. “Maybe I don’t want you in my bed.”

Reborn arches an eyebrow and looks distinctly unimpressed. Tsuna meets his eyes and says nothing.

This is part of their game. Ever since Reborn’s body caught up to where he was before the curse, its been becoming increasingly hard to ignore the weight of his gaze, the way his hands seem to linger just a hair longer than before whenever he touches Tsuna. He’s still Reborn, but the boundaries between them are being subtly prodded into changing once more. This time, in ways Tsuna has no experience in, and has no clue on how to deal with.

So perhaps it says something about the amount of time he’s spent with Reborn that his default idea is playing hard to get. 

“Why not?” Reborn asks, putting a hand on his hip (and nope, Tsuna’s not going to be lured into looking below the chest at all). “You should be honored to have someone like me grace you with my presence. You certainly never seemed to mind when I was small.”

“Yes well,” Tsuna points out dryly. “There’s a world of difference between sharing a bed with you as a baby when I was thirteen, and sharing one with you as a grown man now when I’m twenty two.”

Reborn’s gaze darkens, and he looks very much the part of the predator as he tilts his head slightly and utters and quiet “Oh?”

Tsuna has to remind himself to breath after a second, and after swallowing down enough saliva to wet his suddenly very dry mouth, continues. “Well yes. For one, you didn’t hog nearly as many blankets as you probably will now back then. And I refuse to sleep with a blanket hog. So shoo!” And he rolls over, sticking his head under his pillow and praying to whatever gods are available that Reborn takes the hint.

No such luck. A second later the pillow over his head is thrown aside, and Reborn grins down at him, wicked. “Well then, we should snuggle, so we don’t hog blankets, hm?”

Oh no, Tsuna thinks, and a second later he sighs as his blankets are whipped off him, and a warm body wraps itself around him in their stead. The blankets are returned, but the pillow remains gone, a prisoner to Reborn. “There we go,” the man says smugly. “Now isn’t that better?”

Tsuna kind of wants to die a little. While there’s nothing necessarily sexual going on right now, this is rather intimate. Tsuna has very little idea how to deal with intimate as far as Reborn’s concerned. His Guardians? Sure, put him in a snuggle pile with his Guardians any day of the week. Reborn? Not so much.

“Sure,” he says, and turns his back to Reborn, hoping the man will take the clue. He’s used up all his defiance for tonight, and the idea of pushing his luck further results in mental images of Reborn yanking his chain while he blushes and stutters and tries to make himself melt into the floor. “Now go to sleep.”

Except. Except.

Reborn presses himself up against Tsuna’s back, tangling their legs and hooking his chin over Tsuna’s shoulder, arms wrapping themselves around Tsuna’s sides. “Alright,” he purrs. “Goodnight, Tsunayoshi.”

Tsuna says nothing. Reborn drops off after a few moments, but Tsuna doesn’t dare to move. He stays awake until almost two in the morning, when he’s simply too exhausted to stay awake panicking. 

The first thing he hears upon waking is the sound of soft humming. There are fingers, gentle and warm, stroking the back of his neck. Tsuna mumbles nonsense into his pillow, snuggling closer to whichever one of his Guardians has snuck into his bed again. Surely a few more minutes of sleep won’t hurt. It’s Sunday. There’s barely anything to do on Sundays.

The fingers dig into a muscle on his shoulder, and Tsuna positively purrs and arches up into the hand, stretching. Soft laughter meets his actions. “Look at you, all affectionate. After how cruel you were to me last night, I was certain I’d wake up alone.” The fingers dig again, and Tsuna drifts between being almost asleep and almost awake, unsure which way to go. “I should have known you’d be a snuggler.”

“G’t sleep,” Tsuna says to whoever they are. He’s too tired to put a face to the voice, but he knows they’re familiar, and that’s enough for him. “S’nday.”

“So it is.” The body presses closer, and Tsuna rolls over and happily presses closer, letting his own arms wrap around the warm torso, nuzzling into their bare chest. “You’re lucky I’m a patient man, Tsunayoshi, or you’d likely be getting a different kind of wake up call right now.”

Tsuna falls back asleep before whoever the person is can make good on whatever threat they’re making, or whatever the heck they’re talking about. The next time he wakes up he’s alone, and feeling much more rested. He scrubs the sleep from his eyes, takes a warm shower, and then goes downstairs for breakfast. 

“Sleep well?” Reborn asks as he sits down. “I didn’t hog too many blankets, did I?” he snickers at the look on Tsuna’s face.

“Demon,” Tsuna mutters. “Horrible, horrible demon.”

“Now now, let’s not go using such nasty names so early in the morning. You were so sweet to me earlier - let’s go back to that.”

Sweet? Tsuna frowns, wondering what Reborn’s talking abo–

Oh. Oh wait, he…. there was someone in bed with him this morning, wasn’t there?

“You bastard,” he whispers, heat flooding his cheeks as he remembers. Oh dear lord. Reborn’s smirk only makes it that much worse. “You say anything, and I swear I’ll put you in a grave, Reborn!”

“Say anything about what?” Reborn gives his most innocent look. “I didn’t see anything. Certainly didn’t hear anything. What were we talking about again?”

Tsuna isn’t buying it for a second. “One word.”

Reborn just smiles his sunny I’m going to blackmail you so hard smile, and drinks his coffee. 

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stubborn doggo

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Sometimes I forget how many drawings I have of them

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What could be possibly gayer?

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16% probability

A boring HankCon talk I made just for character study.

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After the happy ending. Just something I want them to tell each other.

The first time I beat the game I got their farewell on the rooftop, because I didn’t want Connor to be free in Jericho, by a stranger he never met. So I restarted from Crossroads, wanted to see what would happen if Connor became a deviant, then this happy ending came to me, and I love it so much.

It was fate that led me to this game. When I had to interrupt my journey in US, I bought a flight ticket and transferred at Detroit airport, and ordered the game there. 

It still took me a couple of weeks to settle everything before put my hands to the game. But it was worth such a long wait.

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Able was I ere I saw Elba

Happy 4th birthmonth to Connor 51!

Finished this comic 6 days before Connor’s birthday but i will post it now anyway. The whole August is his birth*month lol

following In-game outcomes: Markus peaceful demonstration failed. Connor became a deviant, freed androids from CyberLife then gave up su!c!de.

see more description at the end of this post.

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Freetalk:

Disclaimer: I don’t play chess so please spare me how messy the chessboard is :P

Connor talking about Hank sharing the same birthday with Marquis de Lafayette was from my old birthday comic for Hank: Hero of Two Worlds. I just changed where/when and which in-game outcome it took place in.

I can’t believe I only knew Connor shares the same birthday with Napoleon recently, more than 4 years after the game released, and I’ve never seen anyone else talk about it. If it was me not paid enough attention to other ppl’s fanart or fanfics then missed anything similar, please believe this comic is just a coincidence.

Connor - Napoleon Bonaparte

Hank - Gilbert du Motier, Marquis de Lafayette

What easter eggs as Quantic Dream is from France :D

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Happy 3rd birthday to Connor-51

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↑ Above is a download link of my DBH bundle PDFs.

Contains Byzantine Generals ,all the DBH short comics in my comic list, and all the other DBH stuff.

MediaFire backup link ↓ (copy and paste to the address bar)

mediafire.com/folder/7jrdkqobstonn/Detroit_Become_Human_fancomics

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You can find all 5 versions of PDF in ’English PDFs here’ folder:

Byzantine Generals season 1 (155p)

Byzantine Generals season 2 Eclipse of Sybil (354p)

season 1+2 bound volume (509p)

short comics bundle (128p)

pack of Byzantine Generals 2 seasons + short comics + fanart, fan merch, wip doodles

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In this link there are also 10 languages for Byzantine Generals season 1 other than English and Chinese: 

Deutsch, Español, Français, Indonesian, Italiano, 日本語, 한국어, Polski (2 ver), Русский (2 ver),  Português Brasileiro.

Translation credits of season 1

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Multi-language of season 2 and translation credits:

English & 简体中文 by me

Français by @imaginary-wanderer​

Русский by Twitter@aqilla_nebula & VK@nuamnevoie

Português Brasileiro by @aryadeschain​

This link also contains English script txt of both seasons in folder ‘scripts’, you can copy it into translators to read in your language.

new language versions will be added into the google drive folder and be posted on my multi-language comic blog.

I used to work on 4 other languages (Deutsch, Español, Italiano, Polski) of season 2 simultaneously with friends long ago, but then gave up to save energy for this comic itself. if anyone intends to help me continue translation of season 2, or add new languages of either/both of 2 seasons, feel free to hit me in DM, much appreciated💙

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You can also download 3dsmax assets of season 1 i’ve built and shared before, from folder ’self made 3d assets’.

i have a lot more of this for season 2 but i don’t think anyone will need them anymore, and i’m lazy, so yeah.

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Thank y'all for the 5 year company. 

It feels like a long sweet dream from which i don’t want to wake up all my lifetime. 

For so many times I would like to give up this comic story, but it was your positive feedbacks that gave me encouragement to push forward till the end. 

Love you all! 

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I've made 2 birthday comics for Connor but only 1 for Hank, so this year imma skip Connor's birthday to make this.

bedroom asset upgrade from 3dsmax 2014 to 2020

update: more wip flagged, comic canceled :)

update 2024/7/3: I archived those flagged wips on AO3 ↓

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This is for 11y/o me who couldnt draw charle’s bald head <3

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if you stare hard enough he just might talk to you

oh wow it worked