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So! I gathered some of the stuff I read/watched over the past few days. But I do want to give a warning for discussions of sexual violence and racism! also spoilers for QD games:

The bullshit in his games (the Ellen page nude model is beyond disgusting): https://www.gamespew.com/2018/01/lets-judge-david-cage-work-shall/

David cage’s treatment of female characters : https://kotaku.com/david-cage-games-keep-treating-women-like-shit-1826550592

Him defending his use of sexual violence against the ONLY female lead in heavy rain: https://www.eurogamer.net/articles/cage-defends-madison-striptease-scene

Racism and sexism in heavy rain: https://goat.com.au/entertainment/remember-the-game-heavy-rain-yeah-me-neither/

How dbh is problematic : https://blog.usejournal.com/a-critical-look-at-david-cages-writing-and-why-it-is-intensely-awful-cf8ad51858cd 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GwVERl0OYjc&list=LLPy0SvsKvO61PIz4_C8nIGw&index=2&t=0s

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I can't play d:bh (yet) so maybe I'm wrong but I noticed in the latest post you rebloged, Gavin can't wink? Both his eyes close in the gif. Is it just me? Did people find it age ago and I'm late? The bastard /cannot/ wink. That's funny and cute

yes your honor the bastard can't wink !! idk why its so funny to me 💀😭 but hey at least it adds something to his non existing character development

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So, I’m on a bit of a downer and for me it helps to spread love and positivity to others. So I’d like to take a minute and sprinkle my favourite blogs in some love. Thank you for existing. You’ve made my days brighter by sharing posts and creating beautiful stories for people like me to read at our own pleasure in times we need a little cheering up. your creativity is always comforting and your blog is something I cherish so much. I just want you to know how important and loved you are ✨🌻💛

Oh god I have no idea how long this has been in my inbox but thank you so much for your sweet words! i really hope you’re feeling better. You made my day and I hope youre doing better now <3

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Would you like me to take on your requests? Just so people don’t miss out? If not, in case you decide to come back, that’s fine ^^” just one writer helping another one out is all 💕💕💕

Hi! I don’t mind at all. send me a message?

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Hello! It’s ok, I still love DBH but the thought of david cage really disgusts me. I’m pretty sure all of my DBH friends hate him as well haha. But I still love DBH. Because at the end of the day, I’m the fan of the creation, not the creator. But that’s just my opinion. I fully understand why you don’t feel comfortable with DBH anymore and I will miss your content ❤️ Stay safe too! ❤️

Hey! I'm glad to know other people don't stand that man. Violence and humiliation towards women and his laughable stereotypes of black people (heavy rain) are so disgusting. I'm honestly trying to separate the art from the artist too but David cage lives in my head rent free at this point lmao. Thank you for understanding! I hope to one day be able to ignore that shithead and write again ):

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UPDATE

hey yall!! it really has been a while huh. I'm sorry for abandoning this blog ):

I started to lose interest in dbh around the beginning of 2020 and i don't think I even enjoy the game anymore tbh. I loved connor's narrative but I feel like even writing fanfiction of him is kinda supporting david cage (who really should not be making games in my opinion).

The guy doesn't treat his poc n female characters in a... decent way and it took me too long to realize it. As a woman and a poc I don't feel like I can stand behind that ya know?

I do miss writing dbh fanfiction and a part of me wants to ignore the problematic aspects but it feels wrong??

I dunno if i will feel comfortable writing any dbh related stuff anytime soon or ever so I'm really, really sorry about the asks and requests that i got.

Stay safe yall <3

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30 Angsty Confessions

“You can’t tell that I am in love with you because you were too busy loving someone else to notice me.”

“I’m sorry, but I’m done waiting.”

“They warned me about you, I should have listened.”

“All I want is for you to look at me the way you look at them.”

“It was a blatant lie when you said that you love me, but I don’t care.”

“Have you ever loved me? You know what, don’t say anything , we all know the answer.”

“It’s time to stop lying to ourselves.”

“Loving you was a torture and I enjoyed it all too much.”

“If only you could give me half the love you have for yourself.”

“Can I convince you to stay?”

“Thank you for the offer, but I’m over you.”

“You were no good for me and I was too naive to see that.”

“You did a wonderful job convincing people that you love me, I almost fell for it.”

“I’ve finally come to accept the fact that you will never think I’m good enough for you.”

“Thank you for everything, now leave.”

“Hello? I miss you.”

“I’m sorry, I think you got the wrong number.”

“You got me fucked up.”

“Whoever you want to be with right now, that person is not me.”

I’m sorry that I’m not who you expected me to be.”

“I thought there’s something wrong with me. Turns out, it’s all you.”

“You used to look at me like that.”

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have ran away.”

“Sometimes, I wonder if things could have worked out.”

“You know what’s funny? No matter what you’ve done, I’ll still fall for you all over again.”

“Don’t ever come back if you go out that door.”

“Say it, say you don’t love me.”

“I had been in love with you for my entire life and you decided to love me back when I finally gave up.”

“Your ego stopped you from loving me, how sad is that.”

“We aren’t meant to be, can’t you tell?”

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30 Angsty Confessions

“You can’t tell that I am in love with you because you were too busy loving someone else to notice me.”

“I’m sorry, but I’m done waiting.”

“They warned me about you, I should have listened.”

“All I want is for you to look at me the way you look at them.”

“It was a blatant lie when you said that you love me, but I don’t care.”

“Have you ever loved me? You know what, don’t say anything , we all know the answer.”

“It’s time to stop lying to ourselves.”

“Loving you was a torture and I enjoyed it all too much.”

“If only you could give me half the love you have for yourself.”

“Can I convince you to stay?”

“Thank you for the offer, but I’m over you.”

“You were no good for me and I was too naive to see that.”

“You did a wonderful job convincing people that you love me, I almost fell for it.”

“I’ve finally come to accept the fact that you will never think I’m good enough for you.”

“Thank you for everything, now leave.”

“Hello? I miss you.”

“I’m sorry, I think you got the wrong number.”

“You got me fucked up.”

“Whoever you want to be with right now, that person is not me.”

I’m sorry that I’m not who you expected me to be.”

“I thought there’s something wrong with me. Turns out, it’s all you.”

“You used to look at me like that.”

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have ran away.”

“Sometimes, I wonder if things could have worked out.”

“You know what’s funny? No matter what you’ve done, I’ll still fall for you all over again.”

“Don’t ever come back if you go out that door.”

“Say it, say you don’t love me.”

“I had been in love with you for my entire life and you decided to love me back when I finally gave up.”

“Your ego stopped you from loving me, how sad is that.”

“We aren’t meant to be, can’t you tell?”

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Hey :D when you're not busy if you want to, can you do nsfw head cannons for Gavin Reed please?

A/N: I have no words. I just ended up writing what I think Gavin might be into so this is… very self-indulgent and specific, this is also my first time writing smut in god knows how long so forgive me if it’s terrible! feedback is appreciated, enjoy ;)

Warnings: dom/sub dynamics, humiliation/degradation??? just some kinky stuff idk what I’m doing

I will be tagging this as NSFUWU because I don’t want tumblr to fuck me in the ass

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Hey :D when you're not busy if you want to, can you do nsfw head cannons for Gavin Reed please?

A/N: I have no words. I just ended up writing what I think Gavin might be into so this is... very self-indulgent and specific, this is also my first time writing smut in god knows how long so forgive me if it’s terrible! feedback is appreciated, enjoy ;)

Warnings: dom/sub dynamics, humiliation/degradation??? just some kinky stuff idk what I’m doing

I will be tagging this as NSFUWU because I don’t want tumblr to fuck me in the ass

sex with Gavin is fun and d i r t y

this guy is almost always up to try new things

he also lives for teasing, he loves pissing people off and his partner is no exception

you’re in public or any place where you absolutely should not be even thinking about fucking? he’s gonna make it his little mission to get you all hot n bothered™️ 

it’s all worth it in the end when you get home and he gets what he wants – to be put in his place

oh yeah, did I mention that he totally is a sub?

if he trusts whoever he is with enough, he will be willing to give them this power over him, after a long-ass discussion about each of your limits of course

and boy oh boy, if it isn’t just fun for the two of you

he loves pushing you every single one of your buttons, loves to see how far he could get away with it until you finally snap

“Aw, watcha gonna do ‘bout it, babe?” 

choke him, deny him his orgasms and talk down to him, remind him who is in charge

you enjoy turning this angry rat into a mewling mess just as much as he loves it 

“F-fuck, why did you stop? I was so fucking close!” “Hmm. Brats don’t get to cum so easily, do they?” “Fuck you”

as angry as he seems, he loves it, loves having you make him play whatever game you are in the mood for

oh, you’re cuffing him and shoving your fingers into his mouth? calling him a good whore for not gagging around them?

“Oh. I’ve trained you well. You poor little thing, you’re finally good at something” FUCK

doesn’t matter how many times you might have to remind him you’re in charge, he never stops disobeying you because he’s Gavin and that’s what Gavin does best: pissing you off

it does get tiring sometimes for you when you just aren’t in the mood for it

which is fine, just tell him! I think he will do whatever his partner wants if they seem in a bad mood which is adorable but so uncharacteristic of him

“I just want you to be okay. Just lay back and lemme do the work, baby.” He’d grumble, acting like it was no big deal when it meant the world to you 

just cuddle him after it’s over and let him fall asleep in your arms after making sure he’s okay, it’s all he wants

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Thank you for writing the story! I really enjoyed it - i even shed some tears. It means a lot to me, thank you. 🥀

No problem, love. I’m really happy you enjoyed it because I too enjoyed writing it! if there is anything you want to talk about then don’t be afraid to hm

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I just wanted to be sure to not make you uncomfortable! Can i request an oneshot with connor and his s.o self harming/having depression? If you dont want to so it it's fine with me either!! 🥀

Rain Clouds

Pairing: Connor RK800 x GN Reader

A/N: Thank you for asking beforehand! it’s been a hot minute since I wrote for my boy, also a quick reminder: requests are open!

I didn’t write the self-harming part because I’m not very comfortable with that. The portrayal of depression here is based on my personal experience since you did not specify a scenario. It does not represent everyone’s experiences.

Warnings: Depression, minor?? panic attack, overall it just has sensitive subjects,,, please don’t read if it makes you uncomfortable 

W.C: 1.8K

Connor wasn’t ever designed for this. He wasn’t created to show any empathy or sympathy, he wasn’t made to bring anyone comfort.

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I just wanted to be sure to not make you uncomfortable! Can i request an oneshot with connor and his s.o self harming/having depression? If you dont want to so it it's fine with me either!! 🥀

Rain Clouds

Pairing: Connor RK800 x GN Reader

A/N: Thank you for asking beforehand! it’s been a hot minute since I wrote for my boy, also a quick reminder: requests are open!

I didn’t write the self-harming part because I’m not very comfortable with that. The portrayal of depression here is based on my personal experience since you did not specify a scenario. It does not represent everyone’s experiences.

Warnings: Depression, minor?? panic attack, overall it just has sensitive subjects,,, please don’t read if it makes you uncomfortable 

W.C: 1.8K

Connor wasn’t ever designed for this. He wasn’t created to show any empathy or sympathy, he wasn’t made to bring anyone comfort.

Yet here he was, in a dim room with a very, very distraught human. You, to be exact. You were sobbing, your hands covered your face as tears continued to wet your face. He didn’t expect this to happen when he chose to visit you after you didn’t show up at work for a few days.

He had known you for about half a year now. You were one of the few people at the precinct to welcome when he first joined as a machine. You only grew closer and closer after that, with you and Hank helping him realize he is deviant and guide through the mess that was humanity and emotions. He… liked being around you.

He was admittedly worried, you acted different prior to today. Your usual cheery self had gradually morphed into a quiet, distant one. You didn’t laugh at Gavin’s attempts to make you chuckle, you didn’t smile while greeting him, you didn’t even pet Sumo when Hank brought him to the precinct. You’d fall behind on work, barely eat and quick diagnoses showed that your stress level was constantly high.

Something was wrong, and he needed to make sure you were alright. He’d seen patterns similar to yours in Hank before and he didn’t want to even think about things escalating that far.

“I’m fine, you shouldn’t worry about me.”

Your words lacked sincerity as your neglected appearance contrasted them. The dark circles around your eyes got heavier, your hair looked as if it was left uncared for, you were severally dehydrated and probably hadn’t eaten a sufficient meal in a while. You didn’t like it when he questioned you on it.

“I said I’m fine, just been too lazy to cook anything.”

In retrospect, he should’ve given you the space you needed. He should’ve known persisting on the matter would only cause your stress to get worse. But he didn’t, he just wanted to help. He cared for you too much, he couldn’t handle it if something had happened to you.

“Stop analyzing me!”

Your burst was justified, but he truly did not know how to react to it.

“God, do you think that’s all that life is? You will just go around scan whatever you like and give back some diagnostic that nobody asked for? Are you just a fucking machine, Connor?”

You immediately froze after saying that, your breathing was heavy, and tears started to trickle down your face. Connor didn’t know what to say. Just a machine. He was acting like a machine. Your words stung but he pushed that aside.

“Fuck… I’m so sorry I didn’t – I didn’t –”

A sob interrupted your apology and you moved your hands to cover your face again. Your body slowly descended, and you sat on the floor. Connor could feel his own stress level increase as he stood upon your shaky form, not knowing what he is supposed to do. The storm overrunning his mind was kept at bay, though. Showing you that he too was afraid would not make things better.

Your breathing started quickening and getting heavier when you finally faced him. A quick scan showed that your heart was racing abnormally. Contemplations filled his mind, should he call an ambulance?

He moved closer to you but stopped when you immediately moved back, “Don’t, don’t come close.” You stammered in a trembling voice.

“Okay. Okay, I’m sorry. Uh - what do you need? What can I do?”

You shook your head,” I dunno, fuck-” your choked voice only got croaker as you tried to speak, “It’s okay… just, just focus on your breathing.” Connor was only doing what he felt might help you and getting your breathing to stabilize became his current objective.

“…trying,” you closed your eyes and Connor continued to stare at you as you struggled. “water, need water.”

He nodded and got up. With hurried footsteps, he went into your kitchen and brought you a glass of water. He came back to you and stood still for a second. Should he get closer? Should he help you drink it?

“Con. Help.” That was his cue. He kneeled next to you and held the glass to your lips. You drank it steadily, as much as you could. The glass was lowered, and he was ready to back off, to give you your space. But you reached out to him and held his hand. He could feel the pressure of it as you squeezed it tightly.

The pattern of your breathing started to follow a consistent pattern after that and as time went on your trembles began to decline but you still shuddered.

+

Carrying you to bed was an easy task. He’d done so as per your dizzy self’s request and helped you lay down and made sure you were adequately hydrated. 

He glanced over you and saw how drained you looked. The idea of you, the one he cared about so much, being so broken hurt him. He wanted to ask, to know how long you’d suffered in silence without him noticing a thing. He wanted to know how to help.

Now wasn’t the time, though.

“You shouldn’t waste your time here.” Your croaky voice snapped him out of his train of thoughts. “You can go Connor; I will be fine.”

“Can I stay? I want to be with you.” he pleaded.

Your vision once fixated on the wall now focused on him, hollowness seeped through your eyes, a sharp contrast to how they looked the first time he met you.

“Connor…”

“Please. Please, don’t push me away.”

You blinked and bit your dry lip. After thinking for a few minutes, you said, “Okay. Okay, you can stay.”

+

The following day he’d made you breakfast, or at least tried. The food looked nice since he’d followed an online tutorial, but he wasn’t sure about the taste.

You didn’t look happy nor sad about him cooking for you but barely ate half of what he made.

“Fucking hell.” You said under your breath, he didn’t know if it was because of what he made or because of how physically and mentally tired you look.

Last night wasn’t mentioned. He didn’t say anything, and you didn’t bring it up, so he thought you didn’t want to talk about it.

“Thanks.” You said suddenly after you finished eating, “For, for looking out for me, I mean.”

He nodded, “You don’t have to thank me. I only wanted to make sure you were okay, I’m sorry for pressuring you.”

He had done his research as you begrudgingly slept, understood that what happened to you was known as a panic attack. He’d delved deeper into it to understand what caused the shift in your personality, but he still was not a licensed therapist or the kind of android made for that purpose and thus he didn’t want to make assumptions.

You scoffed, “No, it was my fault. I… usually get snappy when this happens. I still shouldn’t have said what I said. I’m sorry. Just don’t scan me all the time, okay?” “Okay.”

He tilted his head after a while, “Is it okay if I ask you a personal question?”

“Sure.”

“Has this happened before?”

You froze. “Does it matter?”

The way you spoke was rather deadpan, “Well, yes. But if you don’t wish to talk about it, it’s fine.”

“I’d like that. I don’t… I’m not ready to talk about it.”

Connor put his hand on yours and rubbed it, “It’s okay.”

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Day by day he’d try to show you that he appreciated you. That he did not see you as a burden. That you mattered to him. It was hard, your self-doubt and lack of any sense of personal worth created a wall that he had to carefully try to breakdown. He did want to advise you to seek professional help, but you seemed defensive when he suggested it the first time.

You started showing up to work again after a while, you still did not show much passion for it and looked incredibly uncomfortable when someone would question you about it. So, he’d try his best to push people off your back, as awkward as it was. 

+

Rain was pouring outside. Connor could hear splashes and vehicles passing by every second. It was rather peaceful. Your head rested on his thigh as he hummed a tune he recalled hearing you sing a few months ago.

“Connor.”

“Hm?”

“What’s wrong with me?”

Your question made him pause, you sounded almost… empty. Devoid of any actual emotion like someone who was internally defeated.

“I kept denying it for so long. Kept telling myself that today was just a bad day, tomorrow will be better,” you let out an unsteady breath, “But it never did. Everything became so… joyless? I couldn’t enjoy things, couldn’t enjoy work, couldn’t enjoy any shows, couldn’t enjoy speaking to anyone.”

Connor slowly realized that you were opening up to him, so he listened thoroughly and stayed quiet.

“Things only got worse. I didn’t have it in me to do anything anymore. I didn’t keep up with work, didn’t clean my apartment, didn’t cook, didn’t eat, didn’t do anything. I felt gross.”

 You sniffled and lifted your head, “I didn’t want to bother anyone with it. Thought It would go away, that nobody deserved to be forced to help someone like me. didn’t want them to see me any differently.”

“I am just so fuckin’ tired, ya know? It’s like I am running in a circle. I’m tired of being so worthless. I’m tired, Con. I just want it to stop.”

You looked down at your lap while Connor started to comprehend what you were saying. His LED spun and circled until it settled on yellow. “This does not make me view you any differently. You are still the person who helped me when I deviated,”

He held your hand and you latched on to him, letting out soft whimpers as he rubbed your back. “I might not completely understand what you are going through, but I still care about you and I want to help.”

“But I am not the crucial help you need.” You stopped crying into his chest and looked up at him in confusion. “I know you think it might be useless but please consider attending therapy. I will tag along if it will make it more comfortable for you.”

You stayed quiet, this time actually considering what he offered. “what if they didn’t care?”

“Then we will look for the right person. Together.”

You bit your lower lip and hesitantly nodded, “You will be with me, Con?” your fingers intertwined, and he pressed his forehead against yours.

 “Yes. Every step of the way.”

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     — for in our great sorrow , we learn what joy means.

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I promise I am getting to my requests.  I have gained a lovely number of followers and I feel bad for utilising this platform and reaching out considering I haven’t written in a while. But with the risk of giving a personal detail away, I was hoping to ask for help.  My country, my home, Australia, is on fire in the most devastating way possible. Understand we have suffered through devastating bushfires before, but this has been the absolute worst. We’ve lost so many homes, lives and a heartbreaking number of wildlife (over 300 Koala’s), people have lost everything and have fled to the beach to survive the fires. We’ve had the help of firefighters from other countries fly in and help fight this blaze.  If anyone is able to donate, I would be beyond grateful. If you can’t, that’s okay but if you could share this, I would be so grateful. Every day I wake up crying at seeing my country up in flames.  Please! If you can help here are the links; Links can be found here: NSW Rural Fire Service  QLD Fire And Rescue SA Country Fire Service Tasmania Fire Service Western Australia On another note, I am deeply sorry I haven’t gotten to requests. I wanted to wait until Christmas was over and the New Year rolled in because things were too hectic. But then this mega blaze bushfire took over and I’ve just been reading fics instead of writing them. I am terrible sorry. But I promise, promise, PROMISE to be getting to those requests. Thank you for reading, for any prayers, shares and/or donations.

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How about domestic headcanons for markus and his s/o? Him just being happy with them after the revolution.

Warnings: Some implied sexual content (not really), language, the rest is fluff

His work as the deviants’ leader doesn’t really stop once the army retreats and the destruction of androids ceases, it’s only the start of better times for his people and he still acts as their leader to ensure everything is okay

That means that he did not see you as much as he liked to

Which makes it even better when things settle down and he is finally able to go back to the comfort of your home

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