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“what are we gonna do, ride Bob?…”

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Last hands studies I made

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hello! I love your connor work :) I just finished my first play through of DBH and I’m in love with Connor 😭 could I possibly request a scenario? Maybe one where reader is a detective working a case with him at the DPD and since he’s this advanced prototype and doesn’t need food/warmth and everything they feel a bit like.. inadequate as a human compared to him? And how he would make them feel better? Sorry this is a long ask 😅 love your work and hope you’re having a lovely day!!

Only Human - Connor x Reader

More than happy to! Had a lot of fun writing this one - Imagine Connor comforting you after feeling inadequate working alongside him on a case

“___? Are you alright?” Connor asked, peeking over your desk at your slouched form; one hand supported your chin as the other clung loosely onto a pen, your eyes drooping shut. Whatever you had been writing on the sticky note now had a large pen-strike through it.

“Huh? Sorry, i dozed off.” You said, squinting at the clock on your computer. It read 12:38 am in small, white letters. Honestly, you were exhausted. This case was your top priority however, solving it had the chance to land you a promotion you desperately needed.

Of course, you were no Hank Anderson. That promotion was just wishful thinking. Looking over at Connor, you sighed. You certainly were no android, either. You watched as he typed away, eyes scanning the screen intently as he worked on the case.

The ability to never tire, what a blessing. All the things you could get done if you never needed to rest; You’d tidy your desk, for starters. The mess of documents and files scattered across your desk, not to mention the near-overflowing trashcan resting at your feet.

Compared to Connor, who’s desk was neat and tidy save for a succulent, a photo frame of the three of you (with Hank and you five beers deep) and a sticky note taped to his monitor. Craning your neck as you hunched across the desk, you narrowed your eyes at what it said.

dipshit

Gavin. Reaching across the desk you ripped the sticky note from the monitor, Connor quirking a brow as you did so.

“I’m sorry ___, did I do something to upset you? Would you rather I’d let you sleep?” Connor asked, watching as you scrunched up the note and threw it in the trash.

“No Connor, it’s fine. I’m gonna head home and get some sleep. Goodnight.” You waved as you made your way out of the station.

You awoke to a loud knocking on your front door. Looking over at your alarm clock, your eyes widened as you realised you had overslept. Shit, shit, shitshitshit, Hank’s gonna have my ass for this!

Dashing to get dressed and find your shoes, you almost ran headfirst into a firm chest. Looking up in bewilderment at the android stood in your living room, you cursed under your breath.

“Connor? How did you get inside?” Connor held up a small, silver key - you’d entirely forgotten you’d given him your spare. “Oh, right. I was just about to leave, uh-“ Connor quirked a brow, looking you up and down.

“Your shirt is on backwards.” Connor mused, smirking as you grabbed at your collar to indeed be greeted by the sizing tag. “You also seem to be missing your pants.”

“Give me a minute, I just woke up!” You grumbled, pushing past Connor to make a coffee. Your heart sunk as the machine groaned to life, only to come to a shuddering death moments later. Fuck me backwards with a chainsaw, can’t even get a coffee without something going wrong.

This was not starting out to be a good day. You turned around to see Connor sitting across from you, perched patiently at your kitchen island, hands resting in his lap.

“I brought you a coffee, you had a late night last night. I thought you might’ve slept in considering the state you were in when you left the station last night.” The android pushed a brown disposable cup towards you, steam dancing welcomingly from the hole in the lid.

“Thanks Connor.” You offered a half smile, taking the beverage and sipping it as you made your way back to fix your clothes. As you were changing, a muffled voice arose from the kitchen; at first you thought Connor was talking to himself, however upon walking out you realised it was a news report.

“Detroit Police are reportedly expecting a brand new line of android detectives, the first prototype currently running a probationary period to decide…” you slunk quietly back to the bedroom, sitting on the edge of the bed as your hands cradled your head.

By all accounts, you loved working with Connor. He was an amazing partner and friend, and an even better detective. The problem was he was too efficient.

Connor couldn’t fall asleep working on cases, he didn’t get tired so there was no need to rest. He was available 24/7, never late, always on time to the millisecond. He certainly didn’t need to drink coffee or eat to keep his energy up.

Connor was the prime example of a perfect being, in every sense of the word. He left you looking like burnt toast. Tears stung your eyes; not sad tears, rather unadulterated frustration.

Fuck…

“___? What’s wrong? Did I get the wrong coffee?” Connor asked, peeking in hesitantly through the doorway. You scoffed at the absurdity of the question. The coffee was perfect. Everything he did was perfect, yet you couldn’t even wake up on time. Wiping your arm across your eyes, you forced a smile.

“No, no the coffee is fine. I’m ok, just overwhelmed by the case is all.” Connor tilted his head as he analysed you, coming to sit beside you. The bed sunk with his weight, the thrown sheets ruffling against his movement.

“I’ve been proven to have excellent listening skills.” Connor nudged you gently. “Talk to me, please.” You sighed, resting your head on Connor’s shoulder.

“Everything you do is perfect, Connor.”

“I don’t understand, are you saying I’m too efficient at my job?” Connor asked as his LED spun amber circles upon his temple.

“No, not that - well actually, kind of. Just listen.” You stammered, pinching the bridge of your nose in thought. “You don’t make mistakes. You don’t get tired or hungry, or hell even need bathroom breaks. Every move you make is efficient and calculated.”

Connor looked down at you, watching as you caught a stray tear with your finger. He sat in silence, listening as you vented your pent-up frustration to him.

“I’m only human.” You raised a hand, looking at how fragile the human form really was. “I could never be as good of a detective as you are.”

“That’s not entirely true.” Connor stated, resting his hand on yours. You noticed how much larger than your own hand his was, how realistic his pores were, the tips of his fingernails flawlessly sculpted - a faultless imitation of life itself.

“I may be incredibly efficient, but there is one thing i lack.” Connor met your tired gaze. “Emotions.” You scoffed, the irony of the situation hitting you.

“Connor, I am sitting here crying to you about how inadequate I feel, and you try to tell me these same emotions somehow make me better?” Connor gripped your hand tighter, not once breaking eye contact.

“You can feel so many things, ___. You can laugh, cry, fall in love…” Connor paused, finally looking away. “Without emotion, you’re just another soulless machine.”

“Connor…” you started, however words failed you as you found yourself unable to grasp the right thing to say. Instead, Connor wrapped an arm around you, pulling you closer against him in a comforting embrace.

“You have the freedom to choose what you want to do, where you want to go, be who you want to be. Androids don’t get that choice. We’re built to serve one single purpose in life then dismantled once that purpose is fulfilled.”

“I never thought about it like that…” You confessed as you leaned into Connor, taking in his words as the two of you now sat in silence. It was a while before either of you spoke again, taking it upon yourself to break the peaceful quiet.

“Thanks for the coffee and uh, coming over. Talking about this really helped.” You mumbled the last part, a subtle hue of embarrassment painting your cheeks; working with Hank, neither of you ever really talked about your feelings. Connor smiled in response, patting your head. You leaned away, raising a brow at him.

“I heard it was a comforting gesture. Gavin said so. You rolled your eyes, leaning back into Connor.

“Remind me to kick Gav’s ass when I see him next.”

“Of course, detective.” Connor mused, entwining his fingers with yours.

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💕Valentine’s Day💕

It’s the second year they can’t declare their love to each other!

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🤍 here’s a small sample of a story i’ve been working on. detroit: become human continues to take over my mind ♡ let me know what you think!

✩ ‧₊˚Saudade (sample)✩。

pairing — connor (rk800) x female!oc

A/N: has not been proofread as this is only a sample, ignore spelling mistakes. 

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Saudade

(n.) a nostalgic longing to be near again to something or someone that is distant, or that has been loved and then lost; "the love that remains"

She might as well have been submerged in a small bank somewhere, hidden from the world, sinking deeper and deeper until the light from the surface couldn't poke through the water anymore.

Fowlers words were muffled and distant as she stared at a rough spot carved into his desk. It was getting too easy to zone out in situations where she probably should be paying attention.

"—Deviant cases are popping up out of thin fucking air, we could use the extra help." His words were able to snap her out of her trance.

Deviants? Extra help? She was locked in now.

"Define, extra help." Her eyes squinted with unease.

Fowler rubbed a hand down his face, exhaling heavily and leaning back in his chair. His face remained neutral, maybe a little stressed as he locked eyes with her.

"You're gonna be assisted by an android. Details will be given to you later." Was all he mumbled out before making himself busy on his laptop.

She didn't believe he was even doing anything, but it seemed he was done talking with her.

She nodded and took her place to leave.

Assisted by an android? How did you feel about that? Truly, she wasn't sure how to feel.

Annabelle Winters was new to the force, only having a year under her belt. Although, she had proven herself to be a great detective, solving over twenty cases in her short time with the department.

It wasn't smooth sailing for her however, but that wouldn't stop her from trying her hardest everyday. As long as she had something to drive her to be her best and help others— she could do this forever.

Annabelle made her way back to her desk, taking a mental note of how bond her desk seemed. Compared to when she had started to now, it was like someone new had moved into her spot.

It hadn't been easy lately, but she shook off the thought. She was here, and it was time to work.

"Hello." A smooth, oddly kind sounding voice spoke from behind her.

Slowly Annabelle turned, only for her brows to furrow at the sight of an android. One she had never seen before.

"My name is Connor. I'm the android sent by cyberlife." He greeted, posture stiff and eyes locked in on her.

She let her eyes scan, shocked to find this android to be oddly attractive. Cyberlife would be receiving lots of new calls for orders if this is how androids were gonna be. His skin was smooth, but had freckles and texture. His hair was neatly combed but purposely letting a strand fall on his forehead.

It was almost creepy how Cyberlife managed to make androids so... real like.

"I'm sorry if my appearance frightens you, Cyberlife created me like th—" He was interrupted as soon as Annabelle snapped out of her stare.

"I'm not afraid of you." She didn't mean to sound so defensive.

Connor tilted his head, the ring on his temple spinning a quick yellow before settling back to blue.

"Your heart rate spiked, so I assumed you were skeptical of my appearance." He explained so calmly, letting his own eyes scan up and down her form.

What a strange human. Connor took a mental note.

Annabelle licked her lips, sighing almost in annoyance but keeping a neutral expression.

"First of all, I'm not afraid." She tried to make it clear to him. "Second, if you're the android that is supposed to assist me... we need to set a rule."

Connors ring spun yellow before going back to blue.

"That seems rational." He nodded.

She fought hard to avoid rolling her eyes and crossed her arms, straightening her posture as if it would make her seem taller. There was no use, this android towered over her.

"You aren't allowed to scan or do your android reading stuff to me."

Connor's brows furrowed.

"Does that cause you discomfort Detective Winters?"

His voice was smooth like honey, his expression a believable concerned look. It was sickening to her that androids could fake such human emotion.

"No, it's just not nice to evaluate someone without their permission. Seems invasive." She whispered at the end, unfolding an arm to pick at her nails.

Connor took mental notes of her requests, his ring switching colors like a lightning flash.

"I understand. I will not scan you without your permission Detective Winters." He nodded to her.

"Another thing," She held up a finger, "Just call me Annabelle."

Connor's ring spun colors again.

"Okay, Annabelle." He tested the name, watching for her reaction.

Taking as she didn't really have one, he took that as a good sign, taking another mental note to only call her Annabelle from now on until the investigation is completed.

A/N: feedback appreciated 🤍🫶🏼

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Twitter saw this first. It's that drinking milk art trend on twt, but make it Nanami 😋.

Ps. Still have 2 slots left for February comms!

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detroit: become human will always be one of my favorite games i’ve played. is it partially because of connor? absolutely. 😚💙

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Connor 😮‍💨

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Oh the family activities that they would get up to... Like filing taxes together maybe...

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‧₊˚✩彡 ── 𝐀/𝐍: i do not claim any of these fics as my own! i just wanted to post a library of my fave choso fics (in no particular order). pls mind the tags of each individual fic! dividers by @/cafekitsune & @/firefly-graphics.

[ last updated: thursday, january 23, 2025 ]

💕 = my ultimate faves !!

admiring from afar

sweetener

an imperial command (knight!choso fic)

choso kamo drabble

choso kamo drabble - 💕

choso kamo drabble - 💕

sneaking about with your best friend's older brother - 💕

dom!choso drabble - 💕

dom!choso drabble - 💕

best friend!choso drabble - 💕

choso's first time

streamer!choso headcanon

choso kamo drabble

choso kamo drabble

choso kamo drabble

rockstar!choso headcanon

pussydrunk

vampire boyfriend choso (part one)

vampire boyfriend choso (part two)

choso kamo drabble

pornstar!choso headcanon

of devotion & love - 💕

five!

choso kamo fic

freak on the cam!

hey emo boy! - 💕

choso kamo fic - 💕

welcome to the itadori's - 💕

choso kamo fic recs masterlist

my love, mine, all mine - 💕

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SUKUNA FIC RECS // mdni!

cursed promises - @/madamechrissy

I’ll make you miss me - @/hiraethwrote

puff, puff, ass! - @/screampied

baby yuji and sukuna masterlist - @/sukunas-wife

shameless - @/nanaslutt

true form sukuna - @/nanaslutt

use your words - @/gumii-bearr

porn star sukuna - @/webism

maybe I’m the problem - @/screampied

best friend sukuna - @/kamitv

sit still - @/madamechrissy

well are you mine? - @/madamechrissy (this one is SO good)

1:03 am: first kiss - @/reignpage

love and company - @/starmapz

like a queen! - @/classyrbf

play with me instead - @/bratbby333

in the heat of the battle - @/glystenangel

(tongue) tied - @/starmapz

unwavering - @/cinnamorollcrybaby

2:35am: late night cravings - @/reignpage

me and the devil - @/yenayaps

no heater - @/euthymiya

servant duties - @/classyrbf

oh my - @/tonycries

strip club owner sukuna - @/madamechrissy

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CHOSO FIC RECS // mdni!

edge me baby - @/screampied

yandere bestie choso - @/madamechrissy

so mean! - @/reignpage

forever - @/nanaslutt

freak on the cam! - @/tonycries

let’s summon a demon! - @/lovelivision

the session - @/classyrbf

game over? - @/indiewritesxoxo

insatiable - @/nanaslutt

what you need - @/kamitv

best friends brother is the one for me! - @/gojonanami

get humbled - @/screampied

great with kids? (you can have mine) - @/tonycries

hey emo boy! - @/gojonanami

an imperial command - @/fushitoru

she’s a succubus! - @/classyrbf

tongue piercing - @/nanaslutt

wanna see what your insides look like! - @/versupital

worshipping the giver of life - @/saintkaylaa

last friday night - @/norikuna

edging - @/lovesculprit

$lut talk - @/rissouu

good boy - @/screampied

call me baby - @/nanaslutt

pussy eating with choso - by me hehehe :3

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