#Detroit become human x male reader

[biggestxsimps]

hi uhmuhmuhm could i request connor dbh helping his s/o re-wrap the bandages for his s/h scars? maybe they got re-opened on accident and in the end they decorate the bandages with little drawings?? if you’re uncomfy with writings this by all means lmk i don’t wanna request smthn like this again!! have a lovely day🫶🏽

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A/N: Thank you so much for the request, it's such a cute idea and I loved writing it! I hope this did your request justice! I'm not too familiar with s/h and hope this makes sense. Please know that if you're struggling with anything like this, you're never alone.

WARNINGS: past self-harm scars (not descriptive), blood

Y/N was laying back on the cushions of his couch, eyes locked on the entertaining movie that was playing on the tv. His eyes trailed each scene, his mind numbing as he got into the action.

An itch on Y/N’s arm makes him quietly grumble, his eyes remaining on the screen as he scratches his wrist. But instead of feeling the sweet satisfaction of easing an itch, he feels a strong burning sensation. Y/N winces as he looks down at his arm, eyes widening as he sees where exactly he had scratched.

Y/N’s previous wounds had been opened up due to the excessive scratching on his wrist, Y/N used his other hand to cover the cuts that had started to seep blood.

Y/N stands up, bee-lining to the bathroom to avoid making a mess. He rushes past Connor, who had been in the kitchen. Y/N steps into the bathroom, closing and locking the door as he turns the tap on. Y/N cups water in his hand before letting it gently fall onto his burning wounds, wincing at the feeling.

Connor turns his head at the sound of loud and rushed steps, his LED turning a soft yellow at the sound of the bathroom door quickly closing. He puts aside whatever he was doing to walk over to the bathroom, gently knocking on the door as he called out to Y/N.

“Y/N? Are you okay in there?”

Y/N turns at the sound of his boyfriend, sighing as he walks over and slowly opens the door. Y/N looks into Connor’s eyes, a slightly saddened look on his face as he brings his arm into Connor’s view. “It was an accident, I didn’t mean to reopen them..”

Connor looks down at the wounds, his irises scanning the severity of it, seeing they were Y/N’s past self-inflicted injuries. He notices Y/N’s distress and nodded slowly, joining him deeper into the bathroom. The android holds his hand out to Y/N, taking his hand in his own as he guides the worried man to the edge of the bathtub.

“It’s okay, Y/N. Let’s get them cleaned up, okay?”

Connor smiles up at the man as he grabs a first aid kit from the sink cabinet, opening it and crouching in front of Y/N. Connor pulls out some wipes and a bandage, gently cleaning the weeping wounds, they hadn’t been fully opened, only letting out small drops of blood.

Connor gently wraps the bandage around Y/N's wrist, making sure it was tight enough to stop the bleeding but not tight enough to cause the man discomfort. "Does it hurt at all, love?" Connor looks from the wound into Y/N's eyes, giving him a soft and reassuring smile.

"Just stings a bit. Thank you, Connor."

Connor nods before leaning his head down, gently pulling Y/N's arm up to place a soft kiss on his boyfriend's bandages. "There, all cleaned up." Y/N's worries seem to disappear at Connor's soft actions, giving a thankful nod to the android.

"I love you, Y/N."

"I love you too, Connor. Thank you."

Connor stands up from his spot, gently pulling Y/N up with him. The android wraps his arms around his lover, pulling him close as he kisses his cheek. "I'm always here for you, Y/N."

Y/N gives the other man a small nod, thankful for his partner's care. Connor takes a hold of Y/N's hand again, gently pulling him out of the bathroom and back into the living room. Connor pulls Y/N over to the couch, signaling for him to sit down.

As Y/N sits down, Connor walks over to the nearby desk, grabbing a couple markers and bringing them over to where the other man sat. Connor holds up the markers before smiling at his partner.

"Which colour do you want?"

Y/N confusedly smiled, pointing to one of his favourite colours of the bunch, Connor handing it to him. Connor puts aside the other markers as he grabs one for himself. Connor pulls off the lid and brings the tip to the newly wrapped bandages, he looks up into Y/N's eyes, almost like he was asking for permission.

Y/N realises what Connor wanted to do and warmly smiles, nodding softly before Connor gently doodles on the bandages. Connor starts off with soft little squiggles, then starts to use a little more focus as he draws the face of a familiar dog.

"Look, it's Sumo."

Y/N giggles at the sweet gesture, grateful for Connor's ability to calm him and brighten his mood. Y/N takes off the lid from his own marker, drawing small little pictures beside the ones Connor drew.

The two spent the evening laughing at their poorly drawn doodles, making each other smile as the night grew darker and Y/N's worries were replaced with gratitude.

A/N: Holy shit, we've hit 450 followers. Thank you guys so much for all your support, we really appreciate you all!

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[prismuffin]

connor dbh x male!trans!reader where he helps reader take his t shot?

Writing this as an ask I hope that's ok! Ok so I think that-

Connor has internal alarms set for when you need to take your shots. He'll politely pull you away from whatever you're doing to remind you it's time. He has enough medical knowledge to give your T-shots efficiently. If you're nervous with needles he has tactics to calm you down enough to be able to give you the shot. He asks you questions about your day to distract your brain as he preps the needle full of testosterone, squeezing your hand and responding back to your story as needed as he disinfects the area. He gives you a heads up and lets you turn away or close your eyes if needed. If you're ok with watching, that's fine too. He makes you keep talking as he gives you your shot though. Afterwards he'll throw praises your way as he re-cleans the area. He'll ask if you want a designed band-aid, a normal one, or none at all and whichever you pick is the one you'll get. He places a kiss to your thigh/hip after the band-aid is placed before kissing your cheek and thanking you for doing so well before he leaves to put the testosterone away.

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[tobbotobbs]

Yandere DBH RK800 Connor x male (deviant or human) reader

Connors mission is to find and obtain the reader, a deviant/human on the run. However when searching the house he finds reader hiding and doesn’t warn Hank. Instead he sneaks the reader out and takes him for himself. He was just such a pretty model/boy that he had to take him home for himself.

Maybe he imbeds a chip into the reader to know where he is at all times?

Either human or deviant reader, just make Yandere Conner please and thanks.

Never wrote yandere stuff before so I hope this is okay :(

It was dark outside when M/n finally found an abandoned house where he could rest and hide for now. He had been running from the police and the dogs for what seemed like an eternity. And the fact that they were shooting after him as well, because he apperiantly couldn't feel pain and was just scrap metal with a voice, did not really made the running easier. He had to dodge thise bullets because he, in fact, did feel everytime something punctured his model. He in fact had feelings. Which was the start of all his problems actually. He had started to show some interest in his Mistress, Alina, which led her to question him what was happening and if his database was broken or needed a new update. Of course he declined and actually told her, as stupid as he was, that he had those feelings in him. They just suddenly started to appear someday and since a few days he broke through his data wall and finally acted on his own completely. After hearing her bodyguard android telling her all this, Alina of course chose to be careful and tell the android company about this situation she was in. And in no time they came and wanted to get rid of M/n. It was devastating, he had thought Alina felt something for him as well. The way she always made sure he was all cleaned up, had enough power or would be in good condition after a hard day of keeping creeps away from her on festivals or meetings. Oh, how naive the android had been. Thinking back to all this, he really shouldn't have been surprised. As long as he had no boiling blood, a beating heart and the life ik his eyes when being looked at he was worth nothing to noone.

A loud creek from one of the molting woodplanks took his interest. Slowly, M/n made his way over to the next room where he assumed the sound had come from. At closer inspection he found a few pigeons on the floor who just seemed to be sitting there and resting, just like he did. Smiling he went closer and sat down next to them, the animals not bothered by the androids appearance and deciding to just stay where they were seated, sharing the nice quietness of the room in the dark room which was slightly alighted by the moons presence outside. ,,You guys seem so peaceful...I wish I could just fly away as well. That must be a relieving feeling, go just...go", he whispered more to himself than the pigeons who only looked at him from the side in a weird manner. He only chuckled lightly. ,,Yeah...Yeah I must look a little mad right now I guess...", still talking to himself, M/n decided to call it a day and maybe dwell in the comfort of old memories on his database.

Meanwhile in the dpd, Hank Anderson and his Android partner Connor were sitting at their desks and waiting for something to come up so they could finally get away from Gavin and rk900 yelling at eachother in the office. It was literal hell for them. These idiots weren't even getting any punishment which made Hank more annoyed than he already was. It was just awful watching those two argue about some little inconvenience of their case when the real reason they've been so frustrated with eachother was in fact not the case but the sexual tension going on between them. Everyone saw it, even Connor who mostly didn't understand social clues and other things that had to do with human emotions. But really, for an Android that smart rk900 also seemed to not get it. And Gavin probably just felt too ashamed and proud to let the thought of him liking an Android slide. Poor guys, Hank thought to himself. He then proceeded to turn around in his seat and took a look at his partner who, instead of still looking at the arguing cops, stared at the wall, deep in thoughts. His little LED flickered between blue and yellow, showing that he was thinking or more like processing something which got the older man interested.

,,Connor, what's going on in that little head of yours?", he had asked smugly, already awaiting Connors dismissing reply that he actually had no real head and mind but just his servers to go through, though it seemed the Android was so deep in whatever he was doing, that he didn't even noticed Hanks question. ,,Hank, Connor! Come up here, I got a mission for you two!", the loud voice of their boss suddenly rang through the office which also bought Connor out of his processing procedure. The both of them stood up and quickly went up the stairs to the bureau of the captain of the dpd to see what he had for them. Seated in the bureau they waited for their orders. Which came quickly. A the Android of a higher ranked woman among society turned Deviant and was missed. He was classified as very dangerous because he was a bodyguard and still has weapons on him. And Hank and Connor needed to search for clues on where he was or best, find him right away and take him in. It seemed like a good and easy start into the operation, as they had already a clue on where he was last seen.

And easy it was, as it seemed. The Deviant hasn't left the area since yesterday and they just needed to check in which of all the abandoned buildings he was hiding. For that Hank and Connor decided to split up to cover more grounds. Connor, alone in an old factory building, fell into a spiral of thoughts. He was thinking about what exactly happened to the Android to suddenly turn Deviant. Captain didn't tell them any details because they needed to hurry things. He also wondered if he could ask the Deviant a few questions, personal ones, before they need to take him in and interrogate him. Perhaps he could befriend him as well to make things go easier. He threw that thought away as fast as it came. Androids don't make friends. That's what Deviants do. He was no Deviant. Suddenly he heard something. A little humming, coming from the room next to him. Slowly and carefully, Connor peaked around the corner. There, next to a lot of pigeons, the Deviant they were searching for stood and hummed a melody while dancing around a little, or more like jumping around. At the sight Connor forgot why they were here. This Deviant was dangerous? That sweet looking, humming and jumping Android in front of him? That couldn't be. He was too precious. He couldn't possibly hurt a fly now, could he? As Connor watched M/n for a while longer some confusing feelings made their way up into his system which caused to constantly show the words Software Instability in the right corner of his vision. He ignored those though. More focused on the heavenly creation in front of him. He wanted M/n. The feelings in his system were want and desire, he finally figured out.

He walked into the room, M/n still not noticing his presence as he was having fun humming and jumping around. Just as he was about to turn around, Connor grabbed the other Android from behind and held him still. He quickly searched for the deactivation button on the model to turn him off and when he did found it, he pressed it. M/n suddenly stood still and his LED blinked red for a few more seconds before it turned off. ,,I got you...now I just have to bring you home. Hopefully Hank won't notice I just left now...", Connor talked to himself as he pulled M/n into his arms and carried him away. His legs carried him to his apartment which he got while he worked in the dpd with Hank. He hadn't want to stay at the older man's home all the time so he got his own place. The way back to Connors place wasn't too long and nobody seemed to be out on the streets at this time of the day so he could easily take M/n with him. In his apartment he laid the h/c android down onto his couch and just looked at him for a little while. Then he got to work.

He searched up what to do in a situation like this and he came across some dark looking sites on the internet that told him to lock the person up, bondage them and keep them quiet somehow and be careful to not let them leave too many handprints over his place. He was confused at first but didn't look to much into it, humans were confusing to him anyways. He even got into a little discussion on one of those dark illegal site where one person recommended him, if he wanted to keep the person in control and know where they were at all times, he should put a tracker on them. That gave Connor a idea. He smiled to himself after he planned out what he would do to keep this Android, his Android, at his side. It was getting overwhelming, those feelings he had. The want grew and grew, he needed M/n at his side forever, somehow. He would do anything to accomplish that. He pulled a few arrangements over the next day, he had turned M/n's model on again which needed a little bit to restart after the abrupt deactivation, which gave him enough time to go and get the little chip he had bought online. When he came back from his little shopping spree, he had also rather impulsively bought a collar and a leash after walking along a pet store, he opened the door to his apartment slowly. The place was totally quiet, which made the Android think that M/n's model was still restarting.

Well he had thought wrong. Just when Connor rounded the cornor into the living room, the Deviant jumped at him. They both fell to the floor, Connors contents he had bought flew a few metres away thanks to the force of M/n crashing into him. ,,Who the fuck are you?! And why did you take me?!?!", the h/c Android asked, his voice shaking with anger as well as anxiety. Defensively, Connor held his hands up. ,,I'm Connor. I'm an Android, just like you. Well. Nearly like you. I saw you yesterday and...I took you. I have this feeling in me and it makes me crave for you since I saw you and now that I have you, we can live together! You don't have to worry about getting captured, tortured or even destroyed by humans! And you can jump around and hum how much you like here with me! You'll have such a kice life here with me, I promise!", he kind of maniacally smiled up at M/n. Everything he had said caught the ex bodyguard off guard. ,,Crave...me? What do you mean?", more anxious and confused now, M/n stood up and backed away from Connor a little. ,,You belong to me now M/n! I can and will give you everything yeah? This is your new home, trust me this is going to be perfect!", he stood up as well and walked closer to M/n. ,,I even got my little Deviant something~", it nearly sounded like Connor was purring those words as he grabbed the stuff from the floor. ,,Now, be good and let me put this around you yes? It will make you look so much better!", he exclaimed. His cold hands took the collar and the leash, opening it while putting it around M/n's neck, who was still shocked and couldn't really react or do anything. After it was put comfortably around the neck and closed, Connor clipped the leash onto a little hook at the frond of the collar and tugged slightly at it which made the Deviant fall forward a little and his mouth escaped a choked gasp at the sudden pressure around his throat, which turned a little white at the irritation.

Snickering, Connor tugged a little more until M/n was right in front of him. If he could breath, the other Android would've been able to feel it on his skin. ,,So good for me darling...now to my last little gift. God you look so obedient and good in this collar and leash! If I tugg you a little closer...like...this!", he pulled and M/n finally fell fully into his chest. That gave Connor the perfect position of putting the chip into back of M/n's head. ,,Darling stay still for a second. I've got to put something into you...for your safety yes? It could hurt a little but please, remember I love you and I am doing this so you'll be able to have a better life yes?", he sugar coated what he was about to do. Panicking about what was about to happen, M/n started to free himself from Connors grip, but the other had him perfectly captured between his arms. M/n felt one cold hand travel to the back of his head, where he pushed a little around before he found what he was looking for. A little plate of metal that wasn't really connected to the rest of the other parts. So he could pull it of, with force. Which he did. Agonizing pain went through the Deviants body. His eyes were opened wide while his mout let out an silently painful scream. If he could, he would fall unconscious. He wished he could fall unconscious. He didn't want to be here in the arms of some weird Android model that has gone mad. M/n didn't even care about the pain when the chip was put into his model. He just accepted it and afterwards, when the little plate was put onto it's place again, he didn't dare to look Connor in the eyes. He was scared, confused and stressed. He should've stayed with Mistress Alina, should've not told her how he felt. Oh what he would give to just be in her presence right now and get to speak a few words with her. He missed her. So much. It made him feel even worse, now that some creepy stranger took a liking on him and decided to creepy him and make him his. He didn't want that, all he wanted was to be left alone, to fly like the pigeons did.

So aorry this is actually so fucking bad I didn't know what to write exactly 'cause I've never written or really read any yandere stuff! I'm so sorry, hope you guys still kinda enjoyed it (:

[all-gummed-up-inside]

Ralph! despite being broken in so many places, mentally and physically. He’s such a cuddle bug! He craves your attention like a lifeline, he can and has thrown temper tantrums over you giving someone else more attention than him. It’s not his fault he’s so attention seeking after all, you’re the one who wanted to show him kindness <3

Take him home! Give him a nice cozy place to live! He may be a cottage dwelling creature, but he needs a better environment to thrive in! Cover his faces in kisses and he’ll be so happy! He’ll even start crying, big fat gloppy tears:( but don’t worry, these are happy tears!

Buy him more plants! Steal them if you gotta! It’ll make him so happy knowing you care about his interests:) he’ll do his silly dance for you whenever you get him a new type.

Ralph is just so cute my goodness, he just makes me so happy whenever I see him. I have such a soft spot for silly guys like him <3

[xmalereader]

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Death Doesn't Hesitate ~ Markus & Simon (Detroit: Become Human)

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pairing(s): markus x male reader, simon x male reader

warnings: character death

a/n: im alive also teehee angst go brrr

on a serious note, terribly sorry for disappearing on tumblr for a while, people who follow me in wattpad or quotev probably tell im mostly on there for a while but things arent really well atm haha

but anyways, i literally forgot to post some of my other fics here months ago so... sorry about that

Markus' footsteps echoed into the large broken-down building near the pier of where the large ship called Jericho was. The android scanned the run-downed area to finally see the person he was looking for, [Name]. Markus was worried for the other android, everyone who knew [Name] and him was.

Sighing, Markus slowly approached [Name] who was sitting on the ledge of the open area of the run-downed building. The walls of the rundown room were destroyed in time and unfinished demolition. It still provides a beautiful view of the ocean.

Markus looked at [Name] whose back was facing the opposite of him and was looking at the ocean. Markus wondered if [Name] was watching the beautiful view this place gives or was just lost in his thoughts.

"[Name]?" Markus had softly called out to the other as he had sat beside [Name] when he was close. He tried to make himself comfortable as he gave a small space in between him and [Name]'s since Markus didn't know if [Name] was willing to have someone close to him.

"Hey," Markus greeted the unresponsive android beside him as he turns to look at [Name]. Markus frowned when [Name] didn't give much of a glance at him as he merely stared at the large view of the sea and the old abandoned ship that he and other deviants called home, Jericho.

In other times, Markus would have thought [Name] was enjoying himself like he usually does, this was the spot where he would often go to enjoy their freedom. But Markus know this wasn't the case, not anymore. Markus know [Name] was lost in his thoughts as he looked at the scenery blankly, almost lifeless with no shine in his eyes and the deviant leader was worried.

Markus let out a sigh as he decided to grab one of [Name]'s hands. A bit hesitant but Markus wanted to give some sort of comfort for [Name] and maybe have the other react, hoping for something at all. The deviant leader was surprised when he felt the other intertwined their fingers together as [Name] softly squeezed his hand. Markus furrowed his eyebrows as he looked at [Name] again, worry evident in his blue and green colored eyes as he gazes at [Name].

[Name], in Markus' eyes, looked so lost. Markus fully knows what the other had been thinking for a while now and the deviant leader could not blame him. [Name] had just lost someone he grew to care for and love. They all did. But [Name] seemed to have taken it the worst from the rest— and it made Markus feel the guilt of a broken promise.

"Please keep them safe, Markus."

Markus wanted to say something but kept quiet and looked at the scene in front of him like [Name] does. He doesn't know what to say at all, so he kept his mouth shut. Not wanting to ruin the other's peace as Markus couldn't help but feel sadness wash over him.

This was odd. For years, Markus barely felt anything at all. He was an android— they were an android. A machine built with no life in them— well, that's what everyone thought. But here they were, so humanlike. So alive.

Markus sometimes wondered if this was even worth waking up from his programming because everything was so confusing... emotions were so confusing. Life was so confusing and hard. Too hard. Everything was so hard and Markus could only wish things were easier for him. For them.

The waves rolled by as the cold ocean air passed by in a breeze at the two, it was silent and Markus let it be. [Name] was grieving and all he could do was sit by his side. This was... this was the only thing he can do and not mess up anymore. He had already done enough. Markus just wished he could do more for [Name] but right now, it was better for him to just stay and hope his presence didn't bother [Name].

[Name] blankly stared at the ocean in front of him. His mind screamed for him to say something to the other beside him, to at least let Markus know he was alright. But he can't. And he wasn't fine, he wasn't at all. Not since he didn't return.

[Name]'s mind was flooded with memories of him. The first android who welcomed him in Jericho, and the first one to bring down the walls he built after he awakened from his programming. The one who had made him learn to trust in others once again and feel something other than hatred for what the world had done to him.

Simon.

The blond deviant welcomed him and didn't stop pestering him until he talked. The deviant who he grew to love and adore as the blond did to him as well. They loved each other so much. [Name] loved Simon.

But Simon was gone.

[Name] knew that.

The news of Simon's abrupt end when the blond, Josh, North, and Markus infiltrated Stratford Tower to send a message about their cause. It was a success—

'But at what cause?' [Name] would often think to himself as he remembered Markus telling Simon's end. It was like it was just yesterday he saw Simon smile at him. Softly promising he will come back to him...

It hurt [Name] a lot.

It hurt [Name] so damn much.

Death. A scary thing it was. Being born into this world to slowly die every second— every day.

Some were lucky to reach their elderly stage, but some were not. Others die in the womb of their mothers, die at childbirth, in their early ages of teen to adulthood. Some from natural causes while some in accidents or driven to end it all by their own accord. But everyone always dies.

Death was hauntingly beautiful. People would forget that they could die at any given moment in any second of the day. How fragile and weak they truly are.

Maybe this is why it caused the heartbreak to even be more painful than ever. Maybe the idea that they weren't truly humans, to begin with, created a false illusion in his mind. That made him think of death as a meaningless thing. A small joke that he believed wouldn't reach him and forcefully drag him away from the others.

Yeah, maybe that's why it hurt like hell when death came and took someone he had loved. Death doesn't hesitate between the sinners and the saints. It will always take...

Sometimes [Name] blames Markus for Simon's death. [Name] knows it wasn't Markus' fault at all, but sometimes... sometimes he just has this thought of "what if" Markus hadn't found Jericho. Simon would still be alive and here beside him, right? Simon would be welcoming new deviants with open arms and just have the blond there, alive with the others. With him.

But Simon was gone. He wasn't there anymore. Simon was dead and [Name] hated it— but he couldn't stay mad at Markus. He can't even if he wanted to but that still doesn't stop the empty feeling inside his chest. [Name] knew Markus was doing his best for the others. For them. But remembering Simon wasn't there made [Name]'s Thirium Pump, his own heart, ache so badly. He felt so empty. Like he was back to being caged by his programming once more and he hated it so much.

Simon was their friend. Markus' friend. His friend— his partner! But why? Why did they let Simon die?

'Just why...? Why Simon? Why, why, why?!?' Those thoughts swirled into [Name]'s mind, dragging him down in the depths of sadness and anger once again. It was like when he first awakened. So angry at the world because he did everything to his owners— those people that bought him to be used and abused for their own sick enjoyment. Why was he always hurting? Why him?

[Name]'s hands curled into a fist. The hand that held Markus' own hands tightened its grip, making the heterochromatic android notice [Name]'s suddenly tensing and growing more emotional.

"Why?" [Name] quietly asked, his voice cracking as he held back the tears falling in his eyes. It hurts. Everything hurts. Why was it hurting? Why was he hurting so damn much? "J... just why...?"

Was this the price of being alive? If so, please take it away from him. Please.

[Name]'s sudden question made the android beside him looked at him in worry and confusion. Why what? What does [Name] mean? Markus was puzzled and was about to ask what does he mean when [Name] continued.

"Why... why did you leave him? Left him... him to die?" [Name] asked as he turns to look at Markus, making the other android see the tears he tried to keep slowly falling. "W... why Markus?" [Name] softly asked as he gazes at Markus' blue and green eyes, the android immediately noticed the pain and sadness in his [Eye color] ones as Markus felt his throat go dry.

They were androids. They weren't supposed to feel anything and obey orders with no questions. But here they were, one was crying and breaking apart while the other felt his world crash down as guilt ate him up.

"We didn't mean to..." Markus wanted to say to the broken android beside him— but he couldn't. He couldn't say those words because Markus knew he could have at least helped the blond deviant when Simon was injured. They could've helped him. He could have helped Simon in Stratford Tower but he didn't and now he had broken his promise to the android beside him.

"I... I'm sorry..." Markus quietly muttered as he raised his hand towards [Name]'s face and wiped the tears with his thumb. His hands were shaking and his thoughts weren't nice at all as his mind was screaming at him for hurting someone he loved. He hurt [Name].

"I'm so sorry... I'm so sorry [Name]... I... I would do anything... anything to save him..." Markus cried as he felt his own tears fall as well. Simon was a friend. A true friend to Markus. Someone who supported him. Markus cared for the blond deviant as he cared for the very android in front. But he should've cared more because why did he leave Simon alone? Why did they leave him?

Markus loved [Name]. He loved the [Hair color] haired android so much that it hurts him to see this once happy man cry from the mess he had made. He knew Simon meant more than just a friend to [Name], that's why before they left to infiltrate Stratford Tower that day, he promised to bring everyone back to [Name]. To bring North, Josh, and Simon back safely.

But in the end, he didn't keep his promise at all...

"I-i... I'm so, so sorry [Name]..." Markus softly cried as he wiped [Name]'s tears away. He was sorry. Markus couldn't stop thinking that he could have done something to help Simon. They sent their message but at the cause of Simon's life.

As Markus cried, [Name] could only lean closer to one of Markus' hands and closed his eyes. [Name] had softly grabbed the heterochromatic android's hands a while ago and began to squeeze them gently, trying to comfort Markus as broken sobs left his lips.

[Name] took a deep breath as he had opened his eyes. [Eye color] ones clashed with blue and green eyes of Markus as a few tears still escaped and fell. [Name] softly squeezed Markus' hand again as he then goes and hugged the android. God, [Name] knew Markus was strong and he sometimes thought Markus didn't care at all about Simon's death but he was wrong. Of course, he was. Markus cared for them and was just as hurt as him.

"I'm so sorry... I'm so sorry [Name]..." Markus muttered as he cried. He was ashamed and saddened as he buried his head on the other shoulder. Hearing Markus broken cries only made the [Hair color] haired android wrap his arms around Markus and tighten his hold on the other android.

"I know... I... I know, Markus..." [Name] croaked out as he cried. Markus silently cried with him as the android gripped the fabric of his clothes. It hurt them both to lose Simon. A friend and something more to the [Hair color] haired android. They lost someone who deserved more than this.

The two stayed in each other's holds for a while, it was both Markus and [Name]'s ground to reality. The front that Markus had put up to give the other androids in Jericho fully crumbled and [Name] finally got rid of those thoughts of blaming Markus away.

After another while, the two finally separated and decided to continue sitting there at the ledge of the old building, silently watching the waves crash by in front of them. The silence wasn't tense or awkward, it was just perfect. No words were spoken as they relished at the weight of guilt and sadness seemed to lessen. It was still there but Markus and [Name] found comfort in each other's presence.

[Name] mindlessly stare at the ocean, watching the waves rolls by as Jericho was rocking a bit from the moving waters. As he continues to stare, his thoughts went back to the blond android and his death.

Did it hurt? Was Simon hurt? Did he suffer more before he had died? The thoughts of how Simon felt when he died caused his Thirium Pump to ache a bit more. [Name] wished Simon didn't have to suffer than he already did. He wished that the blond died peacefully.

"Will it hurt?" [Name] softly asked out of the blue. This caused Markus to immediately turn his head towards him with confusion written on his face.

"Wha—" Markus started but was cut off by the [Hair color] haired android.

"Will it hurt? Dying I mean..." [Name] had repeatedly said again but more clearly as he turned to look at the heterochromatic android with a melancholic smile on his lips. His [Eye color] eyes stared at Markus' blue and green ones with sadness and regret. [Name] didn't want to ruin the comforting atmosphere they had but he wanted to know if Simon didn't feel more pain before his death. He needed to know. Markus doesn't know what to say towards the other.

"W... why would you ask?" The deviant leader hesitantly asked as he saw the [Hair color] haired android let out a sigh and looked back at the view in front of them.

"I just want to... to know how Simon would have felt... more pain..." [Name] wanted to say but he held his tongue back as thinking of how Simon would have painfully died made him more hurt. Instead, [Name] shakes his head as he hesitantly asked Markus' thoughts.

"I... don't want to sound insensitive but... you did feel death right?" [Name] asked, remembering the deviant leader told him about his past a while back when they shared stories of how they came to be. "When you got shot... did... did it hurt...?" He cleared as he looked at Markus. Markus only nodded his head as he turns and looked at the scene in front of him.

"Yes... I did..." Markus had softly said as he unconsciously curled his hands into a fist. The horrid memory of that night where he was stripped away from the only person he called a family. When he was still wasn't himself. Where he wasn't awakened yet. He felt the bullet immediately hitting him. How it came so fast that he didn't even register that he was shot. How he almost died.

Markus' was snapped out of his thoughts when he felt someone grab his hand. Looking at it, the deviant leader was surprised to find [Name]'s hand intertwined with his. Markus looked up to see the [Hair color] haired android's face softly looking at him with a small solemn smile on his lips.

"Hey, it's okay... I... you're here now..." [Name] softly said as he squeezed Markus' hand. Regret was in his eyes from bringing such a horrible memory up. Markus knows [Name] felt bad and he couldn't help but smile at [Name] as he then looked back at the view of the sea and Jericho with a calm look on his face.

"No... it'll feel like sleeping..." Markus had answered as he remembered how everything felt so calm that moment when he was shot. It was horrible to realized he almost died but Markus want to make sure [Name] know Simon didn't have to suffer in his death. And Markus promised he would try his best to not let [Name] get hurt anymore.

"It was peaceful," Markus softly said and he slowly put his head on [Name]'s shoulder. Closing his eyes as [Name] held his hand a bit tighter. The two relished in each other's comfort as the color of both the skins of their hands slowly faded and the two let it be.

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i had a few other drafts i wanted to like write and finish before asking for more but i ended up hating all of them. so. figured I'd rlly get into the swing of things with a few fresh prompts!

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[dangerousstrawberryshark]

Detroit: Become Human

RK800 (Connor)

Didn't Know Androids have Feelings.

RK900 (Nines?)

Gavin Reed

[marksbear]

Hii papa bear! It's my birthday today and all i could think about was your amazing writing and Connor from dbh. So I'd kike to ask of you could write something where it's y/n's birthday but he has to be at work. So when y/n comes back from work he's frustrated and angry. Connor notices y/n's mood so he tells y/n to sit down and get comfortable and than he gives him a show. Which leads to y/n fucking Connor senseless? (And maybe some cock warming cuddling at the end)

Please and thank you!

Have a good day/night!

- Day 🦔

Hey Day! Happy birthday my love! I hope you have the best birthday ever and you get lots of gifts! 🎂 🍾

Waring! Birthday boy reader, Y/n having a rough day, SMUT, couch sex, cock warming, birthday sex, rough sex.

RK800 CONNER X birthday boy TOP MALE READER

*Buzz* *Buzz* Y/n's phone begins to vibrate on the night stand.

Y/n lets out a muffled groan into his pillow before turning his head to the dresser picking up his phone. Y/n holds his phone to his face. "Annoying prick." Says the id name and Y/n already knows who it is.

Y/n looks at his sleeping boyfriend before answering the phone.

It was Reed calling him. Every year on his birthday Gavin is the first to call him and tell him happy birthday. Y/n clicks on the answer letting it go on speaker.

"Happy birthday fuck face. Maybe this year you'll die." Reed says with a teasing tone.

Y/n was too tired to say a comeback since he was way too tired and exhausted. "Thanks Gav, lets go to the club like last time maybe on Sunday to celebrate."

"Why not today?" Gavin says back.

"I have to work. Then I plan to be with my family and boyfriend. So y'know only free this Sunday." Y/n answers back before saying a bye before hanging up.

Y/n turns his body around to face the power of android staring at him. A little while later the led on Conner's head slowly becomes blue signaling that he's waking up.

Y/n sits up from the bed laying his back on the headboard watching Conner get up.

"Good morning Y/n." Conner states looking up at his boyfriend. "Good morning con." Y/n says before leaning in kissing him on the lips. Conner automatically kisses back with a tiny smile. Conner is first to pull away looking Y/n in his eyes before saying.

"Happy birthday! You're a/n starting from today." Conner wishes also adding in a little reminder. "Thanks baby~" Y/n says resting his head against Conner's for a while enjoying the peace.

Conner begins to ramble on about the history of birthdays. "the Egyptians were the first ones to get the party started. When Egyptian pharaohs were crowned gods, they were “birthed.” That means the first birthday celebration wasn't marking the birth of a human, but rather the birth of a god.----"

Y/n cuts Conner off by kissing him deeply. "Thank you again." Y/n thanks before getting up from the bed with Conner following him shortly.

TIMESKIP

Y/n is all set ready for work, but Conner stops him before he could leave the house.

Conner wraps his arms around Y/n's shoulders standing on his tippy toes. "Bye Y/n, I love you and again happy birthday."Conner says resting his head on Y/n's.

Y/n moves his hand on both sides of his boyfriend's hips holding him tightly. "I love you too. And thanks." Y/n responds back with a deep kiss. The two stay in the other's arms kissing and slowly rocking back and forth until Y/n needs air.

"Alright, bye love you!" Y/n says before letting go of Conner and walking out the door.

"Love you!"

Timeskip

After work Y/n drives home in total silence. He has a tight grip on the wheel with his jaw clenched tight with his hands trembling in anger. Y/n leg bounced and shacked as he thought.

Y/n didn't know how his day went from good to bad so fast in only a few hours.

Maybe because it started to rain hard when he was going to work. No... Maybe because his co-workers were being annoying rude shits to him. No that's not it. Maybe because his female co-worker was pressing up against him and flirting. God that's not it either. Maybe he had piles of paperwork to do and it was overwhelming.

Y/n couldn't pick a reason to feel this way. Maybe it was just everything in general. Yeah. That sounded right.

Y/n drove his car to the drive way and turned off the car taking his keys out holding them tight as he just stared at the wheel. Y/n felt like he was losing his mind.

The male stayed in the car for almost an hour alone with his thoughts before leaving the car.

Y/n unlocked the front door to his house walking inside before shutting and locking it behind him. Y/n took off the extra things he had like his shoes, jackets, and etc. Y/n walks through the house with a clear frustrated and angry face.

Conner stood from afar staring at Y/n with a puzzled look. He scanned Y/n. He saw how his heart was beating faster and also his blood pressure was high. Conner thought for a while before acting on his thoughts. He walked up from behind Y/n and hugged him from behind.

Conner saw how Y/n body had tensed up and relaxed. Before Y/n could say something Conner dragged Y/n's body to the couch before sitting him down on it. "Get comfortable." Conner says watching Y/n look at him with confusion, but does what he's told. Once Y/n was comfortable Conner began to slowly strip out of his clothes giving Y/n a show. Conner slowly begins to unbutton his shirt revealing his bare stomach and chest.

Conner rolls off the shirt with his shoulders before spreading open Y/n's legs open before crawling down in his lap. Y/n watches Conner's movements fully enchanted by him.

Conner kissed the side of Y/n's jaw peppering it with kisses before sucking and biting Y/n's neck that was revealed. Conner moved and grinned his hips on Y/n's crotch. Conner felt Y/n's members slowly grew under him. He moved his hips around until Y/n's cock was fully hard.

The android finally gets up from Y/n's lap before standing back on the floor unbuckling hid pants before slowly taking them off leaving him only him in his underwear.

Conner crawls back into Y/n's lap, but this time Y/n wraps his arms around his boyfriend with a smirk before pressing his lips into Conner's own kissing him deeply. Y/n moves his arms to the right swinging down Conner on the couch getting on top of him as they makeout. Y/n moves his hands off of Conner and moves them to his clothes taking off his shirt. Conner watches looking at Y/n with lust in his eyes.

Once Y/n's shirt was off he goes back down kissing and biting Conner's neck leaving love bites on his skin making them a light blue.

Conner wraps his legs around Y/n as Y/n grinds his clothed hard cock into Conner's clothed hole. Conner hard cock throbbed and ached as Y/n grinned on him.

Y/n felt his anger and frustration slowly drift away and be replaced by lust and pleasure. Conner's hands fumbled around the waistband of Y/n's underwear tugging and pulling on them clearing wanting the hard thing inside it.

Y/n pulled away from the android's neck before moving his hands to Conner's underwear pulling them off of him slowly as Conner unwraps his legs so Y/n can take them fully off. Conner's hard cock flies out once it's completely free.

To not leave his boyfriend behind Y/n takes off his own boxers with ease letting his hard member fly free.

Conner spreads his legs wider giving Y/n access to his body. Y/n moves his hand to his cock lining it up to Conner's hole. Y/n begins to slowly push his tip inside staring at his boyfriend for any sign of discomfort. Once Y/n's cock was inside half way he began to snap his hips back and forth at a fast pace.

Y/n's thrust was hard and deep no doubt some of the harshness is from the frustration he had at work. Y/n held Conner's wrist tight as he fucks him deep. "S-slow down! ss-slow down Y/n!"

Conner's walls clenching around Y/n's cock as he moans and screams from pleasure.Y/n begins to pick up his speed even more fucking the android ruthlessly.

Y/n's cock goes deeper and deeper inside Conner causing his led light to begin to flash colors. Conner's eyes couldn't even keep focus on Y/n anymore.

The android's legs shook and trembled from the rough thrust his boyfriend was doing. Conner's hands flared around as he tried to hold on to anything. Y/n rocked his hips deep inside.

Finally Conner found a place to keep his hands on. Right on Y/n's back holding onto him tight as well as some light scratches.

Y/n's cock began to twitch signalling to the android that he was close. Y/n picked up his thrust even faster hold down Conner's waist as he fucks him deep.

After a while Y/n hoist Conner off his back and to his lap fucking him messily. Thrust after thrust Y/n felt the knot in his stomach tighten. Y/n gripped onto Conner's hips as Conner wrapped his arms around Y/n's shoulders holding onto him tightening and moaning nonsense into his ear.

"Y-Y/n! Y/n!~ I'm i'm..." Conner couldn't even finish his sentence as he came hard all over himself and Y/n's chest. It wasn't the first time the android had an orgasm, but every time he does it feels new to him. Every time felt like a new experience that he loved. "h~ Hah... Happy birthday!~" Conner moans out his whole body feeling more and more sensitive with every thrust.

Not too shortly Y/n reaches his peak as well cumming deep inside Conner. The android desperately begins to ride Y/n's cock as he cums inside him. Conner bounces and bounces making sure Y/n has nothing left to give him. Y/n breathed heavy into the crook of Conner's neck calming down from his high. Conner felt full and he loved the feeling of Y/n's cum buried deep inside him.

Y/n wrapped his arms around his boyfriend's waist bringing him close cuddling him into his lap. Conner curls into Y/n's lap with his cock still buried deep inside.

"Happy birthday. Also Hank stopped by with cake for you to eat." Conner says into Y/n's ear.

"Perhaps I should sing you happy birthday?"

THE END

[twoheartswrites]

Gavin: Listen here, pretty boy-

Reader: You think I’m pretty?

Gavin: It’s an INSULT, idiot.

Reader: You think being pretty is an insult? Oh honey, who hurt you?

…An hour later…

Gavin, crying: And then my father threw out all my dolls-

Reader, patting his arm: Let it out, let it out.

[biggestxsimps]

Hi! I wanted to request a Connor(dbh) x male reader story. I'd love to read more of your stories!

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A/N: Thank you so so much for the request! I haven't played DBH in a while so apologies if Connor’s a bit ooc. This hasn't got as much romance as I was hoping it would, but I hope it's still alright. Just let me know if something is off and I'll fix it.

The sound of loud beeping wakes you up, you grunt as you turn, snoozing the alarm. Collapsing back on the bed, you look over at your boyfriend beside you. His LED starts to turn on as he opens his eyes. You run a hand through his hair "G'morning Connor" You rasped, flashing him a lopsided smile. His yellow LED flickers before remaining blue "Good Morning Y/N '' His lively voice ringing in your ears. He smiles as you lean down, planting a kiss against his lips. The two of you share a passionate kiss before you slowly lean away, properly sitting up on the bed.

You stretch your muscles, hearing a couple pops. You steadily get out of bed, still dazed and tired, you make your way to the bathroom. You hear Connor shuffle out of bed and his footsteps heading to the kitchen. You splash some cold water on your face, the feeling waking you up. You slick a few pieces of flyaways down, deciding to fix yourself up after you've eaten.

You make your way to the kitchen, the smell of (Favourite Breakfast) filling the house. You watch as Connor gets it ready, clearly focusing on perfecting it. You walk over to him, placing your arms around his waist, smiling into his neck. "Thank you, Love" Connor grins as he puts it on a plate, turning to place a chaste kiss on your cheek before setting the plate on the dining table. "Of course" He replies, the both of you sitting down.

The two of you talk as you finish your breakfast, conversations of work, plans for the next week and the wellbeing of each other fill the kitchen. You stand once you've finished your meal, bringing your plate to the sink to wash it, you stop as you feel a hand on your shoulder "I'll do it, get yourself ready" The brunette tilts his head as he grins. His soft voice making your heart swell, you thank him before making your way to the shower.

You lean your head back as the warm water hits your chest, taking a quick minute to relax before actually cleaning yourself up. You're out of the shower a few minutes later, you put on your work clothes, quickly drying and styling your hair before brushing your teeth. Once sorting yourself out, you go back to the living room, seeing Connor waiting for you on the couch. You sit next to him, bringing an arm around him as the two of you watch whatever was playing on the tv. Your head moves to lean on his own placed on your shoulder, softly kissing his forehead. The two of you sit in peace, relaxing as the quiet murmurs of the tv filled the room.

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[prismuffin]

Hello can i get a Connor (Rk800) x engineer male reader scenario, this is after the human vs Detroit war, So imagine the reader is an engineer and some engineer has to stay a life for fixing the Androids but the reader is generaly nice to Android and since connor work usually get him damage so they have met before and have good a friendship. Connor isn't the best at feeling so he always ask the reader for help. One day finally connor confess his feelings by accident because he doesnt know what he is feeling. I hope this is good enough to explain what I am going for because English is not my first language

A/n: your English is totally fine my dude I understood what you meant and I adore the idea😽 hope you enjoy and thanks for reading!!

Overheated

Connor (rk800) x male!engineer!reader

( summary: Connors still getting used to emotions, and after experiencing a strange sensation every time he sees you he decides to ask you about it )

warnings?: Adorably naïve Connor, talks of injuries but very briefly

!-!more under the cut!-!

"Connor, nice to see you again so soon." You smiled at Connor who had just entered your workshop. He returned your affectionate smile with one of his own as he closed the door. You paused what you were working on, removing your protective goggles so you can get a better look at him. "What's it gonna be this time?" You guided him over to an exam table as you talked. "Bullet removal, blue blood transfer, wound welding?" You listed off some previous procedures that you've had to do on him. Connors line of work wasn't the safest job out there and he would constantly decide to take bullets for his team knowing that they can be fixed a bit easier than a human bullet wound. You scold him for this but he says you can't complain since he's paying you to fix him which is true; honestly he comes around so often he could probably singlehandedly keep you in business.

He shook his head and you raised an eyebrow, waiting for him to explain why he's here. "The reason why I'm here isn't for something physical." He stated and you motioned for him to continue. He glanced away for a second and hesitated. "I- think I may have a virus of some sorts..?" He spoke slowly, like he himself wasn't fully convinced. Viruses for androids act as colds for humans, it can overheat their systems and make them, well, sick. “A virus?” You raised an eyebrow and he gave you one small nod. There was a common Virus spreading amongst the androids at this time so it wasn’t shocking news. “Have you come in contact with any androids that may have had any viruses?” He shrugged and you hummed, grabbing a clipboard. “Alright well, describe your symptoms for me so I can see what we’re dealing with.”

He fixes his posture and clears his throat before speaking again, "Well, I'm not entirely sure it's a virus." One of his hands twitched as he thought about how to word his next sentence. "I don't really have many symptoms...maybe I'm confusing it with a new feeling." He let out a chuckle and shrugged, "I'm still getting used to those." You nodded and smiled understandingly before placing your clipboard down. "Well I'm no therapist but describe it and maybe I can help you place it." You crossed your arms and he smiled, looking down. "Well, I can't really explain it. It only ever happens when I'm around you." Your eyebrows shot up, you weren't expecting that. You felt your body temperature increase as Connor continued to describe his new foreign feeling. "My systems seem to overheat and I feel..happier..? But it's a different kind of happy then what I perceive to be my normal level of happiness." You stood there silently as you took in his words- was he...confessing to you accidentally??? "My thirium pump seems to increase in speed as well and I.." he trails off, glancing at you then the floor then back at you. "I get more nervous, and.." He inhaled as you gave him a lopsided grin.

Walking closer to where he sat, you grabbed his hand and watched as he seemed to freeze for a moment. "Do you find me attractive?" He blinked for a moment, the question had obviously caught him off guard. "I...do find you aesthetically pleasing, yes." He furrowed his eyebrows and you bit back a larger smile. "Connor I think you like me." He narrowed his eyes, his eyebrows furrowing even more. You could tell you'd have to explain it further. "Like a crush." You continued, though the analogy didn't click for him like you'd hoped it would and you sighed. "Love, Connor, you're feeling romantic feelings." You watched as his eyes left yours and searched around for nothing in particular; they eventually landed back on yours and you could swear he started blushing.

"Oh."

That was the only thing that left his mouth for a while and you let the silence surround the two of you while he figured things out in his brain. He eventually squeezed your hand and smiled, "It's a nice feeling." You nodded and his eyes softened "Do you feel it around me too?" You had to take a moment to register his question. From the moment you met Connor you had found him very attractive and the way you worried for him whenever he turned up in your workshop injured even if it was minor didn't stem from nowhere. Over the time you knew Connor you'd both become great friends and you loved spending time and talking with him even if it was when you were removing a bullet from his shoulder. You truly did care for him and like him more than you ever noticed, the thought of dating him was out the picture in your mind. Android and human relationships were still so new you never considered liking Connor in that way, but you did. You looked down at your intertwined hands and smiled, "Yeah...I guess I do." You looked back up at Connor who seemed to perk up hearing that.

You both weren't completely sure where your relationship would go from here but you know you'll have each other either way, and you're fine with that.

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i can’t stop thinking about connor’s cum now so what about him fucking your mouth while giving you technical information about his cum in a seductive way to turn you on and ending up coming in your throat for you to swallow (gender neutral reader please!)

new fuck-tionality | connor x reader

a/n — gahh i'm so sorry this being super late, it must have completely slipped by me in my inbox! also, things have been a bit rough lately.. i tried to make it sexy with logic from the game and such, hopefully its good :') sorry if he's ooc (this can kinda be read as Nines too since they're both Connors)

summary — check the request, added a bit about Connor's getting a new dick.

words — 1.9k

warnings — oral (m receiving), face-fucking, crackfic because i got jokes and i think I'm funny

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The floor was cold and almost impossible to detect the presence of it in the dim light. Connor had turned the bulb's intensity down so as to cast away the janitorial supplies circling him and you, re-tooling its purpose into being the world's most revealing spotlight, but only to you and how you felt. The smell was apparent enough to remind you of their persisting existence, though having artificially scented disinfectants made your nose wrinkle. It was hard to keep your mind from trailing off to those little details, as the beast pointing to the ceiling looked like it would hurt. 

Connor's leg flexed, his foot nearly reaching the door of the small closet. "Is everything alright, Detective? You look hesitant. May I remind you that this was your idea?"

It wasn't normally like this, to have one hand down your pants with the other toying with Connor in whatever way you could think of. Not in the slightest. The usual routine was a standard nine-to-five at the office, sharing glances until you returned home with Connor on your heels—another night where he would drift off into rest mode with you by his side, built up to by the sweet pillow-talk about your shared dreams of getting the nicest apartment in Detroit. Then, you woke up, and those dreams would fade away for the time being, except the ones about Connor. He had managed to fulfill them a few times with toys and other things but could never fully understand the way you felt about him.

Last night was the only exception. Connor left work early and didn't tell you where he was going. It wasn't until the next day when taking a seat at the desk next to him, did you finally notice the shift in his behavior. He had taken a glance or two at you before, flashing his dazzling ivory smile if you happened to return the look. But earlier today, you caught him looking, and he stiffened.

"I know, it's just the size of it. Say something. Distract me."

Once you asked to speak with him in private, did it all make sense. Connor's sex drive did exist, but not in the way it presented itself in humans. He had a physical hard drive, motor, and drivers for all of his sexual wants, but physically, the need for sex would never exist. Like sleep, he was perfectly content without it. . . until today.

"I could tell you about my recent trip to CyberLife? All the new features I've been equipped with?"

The well-designed piece was only a short distance from you, waiting for any sort of attention. But that one comment made it look even more impatient.

"I'm already looking at the biggest upgrade. . ."

"Don't just look, Detective. To be good at your job, you have to feel, understand, and gain as much information as the other knows. We are at work, after all." He stated himself with a certain cockiness. “I received an update on my explicit language, too. Though, I’m not sure what brings me the most excitement.”

“Then we’ll test it out,” you said, knowing he started when taking a jab at your shared positions as investigators.

Getting a good look at his dick, your hand barely fit around it, which you knew from one glance. You were unable to tell if it was the dim light or something wrong with your perception, but his new parts looked imperfectly perfect. Human. When it was at its most needy—which would be hard to tell since this new appendage between Connor's legs was artificial; could its appearance deceive you and turn into an actual sword like all those writers described it as?—it curved slightly, like a snake on the hunt for warmth. There was a small birthmark on the side and a few veins emanating a vibrant blue as they pulsed. You weren't sure if they served a purpose like the dulled color of yours or if they were simply for show, another integrative feature in his design. And the skin stretched and folded like that of a real person's when your hand played with it. Even his low-hanging fruit underneath appeared to be slightly out of proportion on one side, becoming apparent as you worked your hand along his length and watched them shift with each motion.

After a few seconds of deliberating with yourself about taking the piece of convincingly real and intimidating plastic, you swilled the saliva in your mouth and eclipsed the tip with your lips.

Near immediately, Connor became a mess of indiscernible noise—a moan, you figured. You had never heard him like this before, so you assumed it was a good thing by the look of his scrunched-up face. He calmed down and tried speaking, "That's one of my new features."

Your eyes flicked up, silently agreeing to hear more.

"I have almost one-billion micro-receptors on it alone. When I feel this way, all of them have a high pressure sensitivity. Anything you do down there feels like when I became a deviant all over again."

You couldn't reply, instead letting him creep further into your mouth, mouth full with no taste of that except your own saliva. He seemed to be the one encouraging you to go deeper, and he felt hotter on your tongue. Was he getting so into this that he started to overheat?

It wasn't really that at all. Connor wanted to keep himself tame to prevent the bruising he knew would happen. He could lie—a welcomed feature of his deviancy—and chalk it up to a software instability. A "calibration of the new hardware," he could say. Connor wasn't human, yet he was more than fallible now that he was no longer a machine. He could never do that, though. Not to you. His dick was his new toy to play with, not you and your fragile body. So, he kept talking to fight his carnal desires.

"Also, everything that comes from it is made in me, like a person. There are some side-effects, though."

That drew your attention away from trying to fit him into your mouth, and you paused.

"Nothing harmful, Detective! Just some by-products of making it with thirium. One of them is that it's actually nutritious, unlike its pure form. It's done through synthesis and filtration of the main mineral that affects hormone production. I believe that, if you had enough of its pure form, you would become addicted to me," he spoke all of it with an assured tone and a small smirk to follow the last comment.

You wouldn't be doing this for him if you weren't already madly addicted to him, but that wouldn't lessen it by any means. The thought of his cock becoming a necessity was a terrifying risk you were willing to take.

"Your heart rate spiked. Are you enjoying this, Detective?"

No secrets, either. That was a dangerous combination. It didn't look like Connor planned to hide anything, too. "I know I am, watching your pretty mouth struggle to take me all. There's something I wanted to try. I wanted to be sure I wouldn't break my toy first."

You reached the base of his dick, all of it radiating heat on your tongue and everything that poured into your throat doing the same. There were a few seconds where you could take it all in; the weight of him on your tongue, how his head tilted up to the ambient lighting, and that Connor must have undone his tie and the first few buttons of his crisp white dress shirt. To say this was like a pain to Connor would be a terrible analogy. He could truly feel this, and this felt like heaven. Like his system was overloaded with the small feelings that dogs and heavy metal gave him. He liked those, but he loved this to an extent that meant he wasn't certain how to express them.

It all stemmed from a feeling inside him that he had trouble putting into words. He wanted to jump up and down and solve one-hundred murders and buy you the nicest things he could search up in just a few milliseconds. Then a hand of his found your head, and that's when he knew what to do with his surfeit emotions.

His eyes cast down on you, much harsher than the light, his grip tightened, and you found yourself sliding away from the view between his legs. He was in control, pushing you back down in a matter of seconds after bringing your lips to the tip. Strings of pleasure stirred from Connor's lips. A whimper and moan made up the two main harmonies of his tune, the others being half-spoken words that barely made a lick of sense. He reverted to the strategy of talking again, keeping himself tamer than he would prefer to be. His light-emitting diode flickered a red ring at his self-restraint.

"I think this will be my favorite use of our free time from now on. I had them install more than just this setting, too."

Connor started to lift his hips off the down-turned bucket as a pace formed. He had gotten rough enough for the spit to start to well in your mouth and pump out the sides of your mouth every time he buried his cock deep in you.

"Look at the mess you're making." He spat out, "And when it's all said and done, you will have to—fuck, Detective—meticulously clean it. Wouldn't want anyone uncovering the clues we left behind."

Connor had pushed himself to the edge. Talking about the risky business in the janitor's closet and his newest upgrades would do that to any android or human. But he could see it now. Each case that frustrated him or even a pleasant day could be made a thousand times better with his new relief system.

His hips bucked forward, and his thrusts halted. He went stiff, lifeless against you as his cock filled your throat. The anticipated android release hit your throat and coated it in a color that you would expect to be white, mostly for the simplicity of it all. It kept coming in consistent waves until Connor's high had ridden itself out and the waves crashing in his head settled into a low tide. Some of his dickspit spilled from the corners of your mouth.

Connor didn't need any time to recuperate and simply let you go from his already softening girth. You raised a hand to swipe some of the come from your chin, finding the smeared drop to be a pale blue.

"Does it taste bad?" He asked out of curiosity while cleaning up his appearance by fastening the buttons of his shirt and tightening his tie into the right spot.

"Not really, it mostly tastes like how red ice smells."

"You may not want to come to work tomorrow. An article I read says that actions like that often cause lips to swell and your jaw to feel bruised. We should stay home tomorrow." Connor emphasized we in his suggestion.

"And we can take off the tomorrow after tomorrow. Unfortunately, we're at work right now, so at least those things don't appear until the next day." You said and reached for the door handle to get out as quickly as possible, not that you wanted to leave Connor, but your co-workers—especially Hank—would get suspicious.

"Actually, Detective?" You turned at his call, his innocent voice perforating the air of sexual electricity. "Your tongue, it's blue."

[all-gummed-up-inside]

Yandere!Connor who has hundreds upon hundreds of photos of you saved to his hard drive

Yandere!Connor who’s over the moon at the fact that you’ve been partnered up together for a case

Yandere!Connor who just absolutely needs to be touching you at all times, whether it’s a hand on your shoulder or wrapped around your waist as he ‘guides’ you from danger

Yandere!Connor who follows you around like a lost puppy at the station, cuddling up to you at any given moment but it’s fine. Sure you aren’t getting any work done when he’s around, but he looks so happy as he nuzzles his face against you <3

Yandere!Connor who absolutely adores you and everything you do, it’s why he has actual hours worth of videos of you doing random day to day things.

Yandere!Connor who gets off to you almost every night before entering rest mode, all those videos and photos he takes are really paying off.

Yandere!Connor who desperately fucks himself on his fingers wishing that they were yours instead. He’s almost in tears because he keeps edging himself, telling himself that this is what you would want him to do for being so gross, he’s supposed to protect you not think about getting his pump fucked by you <3

Yandere!Connor who steals underwear from you all the time when he thinks you aren’t looking, it’s a disgusting habit of his he just seemingly can’t get rid of. It’s not like you’re encouraging it or anything, definitely not…

Yandere!Connor whose just so happy that you love him almost as much as he loves you <3

[kandyrezi]

Ok so for my request I was thinking if was that maybe Connors s/o doesn't come home for a long time and he gets worried and looks for her. But turns out she got lost and slipped when she started to rain. :3 thank youuuuuu

—come rain, come forth;

pairing: yandere!connor rk800 x reader

(warnings: mild possessiveness, mentions of stalking)

⊱ ────── {.⋅ ✯ ⋅.} ────── ⊰

IT WAS becoming increasingly obvious it’d been a mistake on his part to allow you outside the house – you said you trusted him, and he in turn trusted you not to do anything reckless.

[ 7:07 ] reads the digital clock.

You promised to be home seven minutes ago, but humans weren’t always punctual with time - though feeling uneasy - he stayed idle for a little while longer, calibrating his systems and keeping alert by flipping his coin back and forth with flawless coordination and reflexes.

There was always that possibility of you seeking shelter with someone else and telling them of the misconducts he's committed, but that stayed a 'worst case scenario' situation for now. He just hoped you would have returned home before the estimated downpour at this hour from the weather forecast, yet the rain outside only continued to get heavier.

Connor couldn’t bring himself to just wait either as passing seconds turned to minutes.

[ 7:14 ]

Not willing to stay idle any longer, the coin was promptly forgotten about and pocketed as he left for outside, closing the door behind him and the rain began to pelt against his skin, but it didn’t bother him. October was bleak, gray, and beginning its sunset at this hour, meaning he had to meet you halfway before it got pitch dark. He knew of the usual path you routinely used to take he discreetly followed after, to make sure you were safe, on your way back to your home before the two of you ‘officially’ moved in together.

Water puddles on the sidewalk reflected flickering, jaded signs and light from streetlamps. If tracing your footsteps didn't work, he could in theory check the security tapes outside the bodega you visited to gain some idea where you might have been headed to. Not many people were walking around in this area of the city, nor the next block, and his facial recognition software singled out anyone who wasn't of interest.

Momentarily coming to a halt, there was a lone person with folded arms in a familiar red [ #F74D28 ] cable knit cardigan he recalled seeing roughly an hour ago, leaning with back against the clay and brick three-story office building.

Scanning the area in the dim alleyway, a database-registered name matched with an ID photo came up.

Confirming with absolute certainty it was the person he was searching for, he approached you while calling for you to alert of his presence.

Your clothes were soaked, lone drops of rain pelted off of your head and onto the pavement from edge of the roof below as the water flowed into the storm drain around the corner of the building you were standing underneath the roof of. You looked up, mildly surprised, as you wiped some wet strands from your face.

“C-Con...”

“I thought something had happened to you,” he sounded a little exasperated, yet worried all the same, “What are you doing just standing here?”

In this weather it really looked like you were crying, raindrops substituting for tears, but it was only a surface illusion; the corners of your retina didn't have any redness to them, and he obviously didn't let the smallest details slip by his advanced programming when it came to you.

“I’m sorry, Connie,” you sniffled, rain mixing with snot running from your sinuses (if he didn’t get you back in time, you could potentially catch a viral infection), “I’m just… I-I don’t know...”

He was no stranger to nicknames, ‘plastic prick’ or ‘that thing’ were common by some particularly hostile humans, but yours was out of fondness and he held it close to him for this reason. Without rush, he waited for you to continue.

“I haven’t been to this part of town in a long time, then the rain got worse, so I tried for a shortcut to get home quicker, but I think I remembered it wrong, because the alleyway was blocked off. I tried to climb over this yard, but I slipped and fell into the mud… then I got even more lost, until I just decided to wait for the rain to give in a bit before moving...”

You hadn’t left the house in a long time, it was natural for you to get lost in the big city.

He had two options to choose from, but it was already obvious to him which approach he would take.

>CHASTISE

>UNDERSTANDING

Upon closer inspection, your hands had specks of grime on them that hadn’t been washed away, so did your pants, and shoes. He concluded you were telling the truth regarding your absence.

The android shrugged off his coat and let it slip from his shoulders, wrapping it to cover your smaller stature as the fabric provided temporary shelter for your already shivering body. He lead you out from the alleyway back to side of the pavements from the main road to avoid any possible incoming cars pelting you with water upon driving through rainwater-filled potholes.

He wasn’t saying a lot, only concerned for your health at this current moment of time, and you must have sensed the sour mood regarding his silence.

“I’m sorry for worrying you...”

“It’s alright,” he reassured, knowing it was out of your control for this to have happened. He was more relieved over the fact you hadn’t intended to abandon him.

He allowed you to link your arm with his own, securely holding you close until he could call for an automatic taxi.

“Would you like some tea once we’re back home?” he asked.

“I-I’d like that. Thank you, Connor.”

. . .

a/n: this has a bit of a different CSS formatting (which i was experimenting with) on ao3. have a look at that instead, maybe? ; _ ; ...anyway, this took a while but i’m slowly gettin’ around to answering old messages... slowly... /faints