#VERSE. ( dbh crossover. )

[plagainfected]

HOLLOW HEARTED

Rk900 x Heisenberg

A Resident Evil/Detroit Become Human Short Story

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Have you ever wondered what it was like to be torn open from the inside? Cain did at one point. His fingers twisting. Struggling to fight against the man who resembled a living EMP. His vision scrambled and shifted as he stared up at the old man before him. The greying hair that hung down at shoulder length. The trench coat and glasses he wore. Coated in scars. His grip on him was something he was incapable of breaking free of. Body no longer of his own free will as his broken body would bend and shift to the man's will pike a puppet.

"Your something else aren't you?" He asked in a low tone. Cain on his knees bowing low to him. Being an unfeeling machine one would expect no fear. But he feared this man. He had no control over himself. His blue blood coating the floor from a fractured arm the other had forcibly ripped from its socket. Wire and tubing exposed as Cain huffed. Not that he could breath. But hyperventilation was an involuntary deviant glitch. One that was not being driven back by his firewall made specifically for keeping deviancy out of his head.

"Y-y-you don't have to do thi-this-" voice glitchy. Shaken almost. And he wished that firewall did kick in to save his ass. But the Emp was causing so many malfunctions in his system even his Amanda program was gone. And his silver eyes so small it showed his fear. Led flashing red like crazy with no signs of stopping.

"Please. Spare me the god damn sob story. Didn't think I'd ever be saying that to a talking junkheap." He chortled lightly as his fingers wrapped around Cain's chin to force eye contact. Eyes peering into him like a man studying the impossible." I know you must be looking for a name to this monster. Am I right?" He asked with an amused grin. Teeth were surprisingly well kept among them." I'll humor you. Just this once. Karl Heisenberg."

Cain remained silent. As Heisenberg rose a brow as if to wait for the next answer. For the robot to say something until it did." C-c-ccccaaaaiiiinnnn."

"Cain?" Heisenberg hummed in question as he snapped his finger." From that biblical mumbo jumbo from the bible? Cain and Able?" He couldn't see straight but Cain could tell he was on the verge of laughter. Only to stop. His expression rather serious between the two as he raised his hand. Cain's body rising like a metallic puppet once more. His eyes wide as his sensors indicated damage to his legs. The wsound of bending plastic and splattering noises could be heard between them. Till he was dropped to the floor like an animal. A pool of blue blood seeping onto the factory's floor. One arm and one leg gone.

"Its odd not hearing screaming. The technology the bastards out there are making these days is fucking impressive. You look human. Hell even sound human. But I know you don't feel any of this. How could you, Cain? Your not alive after all." He kneeled over him. Such curiosity filling his gaze. He wondered what made this machine tick. No doubt a heart but not like that of a humans. His fingers lacing the chest of Cain. Its skin like color shifting to plastic undercoat as he raised his hand over it.

"Nnnnoooooo d-don't! Chris!" He yelled. He couldn't cry even if he wanted. But the fear was what made Heisenberg stop.

"Did you say Chris? That bolder punching asshat?" He said too much. He knew it.

But also...that statement kept him alive for the moment as he pulled Cain closer by his collar." You work for him?"

He didn't answer as he looked into his sensors and saw that minor damage had been added to the eternal pump.

"Y-yeeesssss." He choked on his words." Ddddoooont.."

"Dont worry tin can. I ain't gonna dissect you just yet. I got a bone to pick with that asshole anyway. Do me a favor. Sleep this off why don't you?" A surge of electricity surged through him. Shutting cain down almost instantly.

Leaving him in a everlasting darkness.

[rasafcrged]

@intcthatgoodnight / connor. (dbh verse HERE.)

With a stack of file folders stuffed in the crook of her elbow and reaching nearly to her chin, her gym bag slung haphazardly over a shoulder, and a takeaway cup of still steaming coffee in the other, she didn't have a hand to offer out immediately as she rounded the corner to where the android was waiting, but that didn't stop her from offering a quick and easy smile. "Oh, you must be -- Connor, isn't it?" Setting down the coffee first, and then, in rapid succession, her files, bag and coat deposited onto the edge of her desk, she turned more directly to offer him a hand. "I'm Detective Slade -- Elizabeth. I've been taking on some of the overflow cases in the department in my ... hmm, I would say spare time, but that would imply I had any to spare. I think that means you and I will be working on a few of the cases that overlap?"

[jazzmckay]

20 Questions for Fic Writers!

tagged by @broodwoof :> i think ive done this one before but my memory is bad enough that i dont remember my own answers and they might be different because ive posted a lot lately so. here we go

not sure who all has already done this... if you're a writer seeing this and you havent done it yet, do it and tag me 😂

1) How many works do you have on AO3?

116

2) What’s your total AO3 word count?

1,010,049 babeyyy

3) What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Truth in Melody (geralt/jaskier) - 1,534 - my contribution to the famous accidental warlord geralt au, with jaskier as a redanian spy in his midst

The World Upside Down (gen) - 1,367 - my first detroit: become human fic, the beginning of a found family saga

Variable Outcome (gen/connor & gavin) - 910 - one of the many, many d:bh Evidence Room Canon Divergence fics out there

left an impression on my heart (scott/stiles) - 869 - one of the teen wolf old guard fics still clinging to relevancy... 😂

Winter Chill and Summer Bloom (connor/gavin) - 732 - one of my dbh magnum opuses, as far as im concerned

4) What fandoms do you write for?

right now, dragon age. in the past? well.

the walking dead should have its own folder but for some reason during that era i wrote exclusively on gdocs idk. the "other" folder contains l4d2, shameless, shadowhunters, sense8, and borderlands.

5) Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

yep, comments mean a lot to me so i always take the time to reply. if i don't, it's probably because the person said something that made me uncomfortable which has unfortunately happened a couple times lol.... just "oversharing with a stranger" kind of things

6) What’s the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

i have 2 that are basically the same level of hurt/no comfort

Fair Compensation (rk900/perkins) - failed android revolution, perkins being a scumbag

Scoured (anders/hawke) - inquisitor anders is made tranquil

7) What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

im not really sure how to quantify this. im just gonna say this one thats all very light and happy and sweet all the way through. i give even my darkest whump a happy ending, generally, but this one seems like among the most overall fluffy?

Irresistible Gravity (connor/gavin) - 5+1 fic, they keep running into each other in unexpected places as connor figures himself out post-revolution

8) Do you get hate on fics?

i have gotten unsolicited crit before. just deleted it

9) Do you write smut?

yep and i wish i could write more. unfortunately, i struggle

10) Do you write crossovers?

depends on your definition of crossover. i don't think ive written any "the characters from both verses get smooshed into one" before, but ive written "characters from x verse transported into y verse".

11) Have you ever had a fic stolen?

not that im aware of

12) Have you ever had a fic translated?

yea! one all the way back on fanfic.net lol.... it was a twilight fic. we dont need to talk about it. but more recently:

Wellspring (cole & vivienne) - based on the banter where cole tells vivienne that if templars come for her, he'll kill them. it was translated into russian!

13) Have you ever cowritten a fic before?

yep, loooong time ago, when i was participating in homestuck shipping events where we got on teams for a ship. shout out to the catchat 🐈

since, ive talked about co-writing a couple times but we never made it anywhere lmao

14) What’s your all-time favorite ship?

this is the worst question in existence how very dare you. i wonder what i said last time. i wonder if it was corvo attano/daud from dishonored. i feel like i probably did say them

15) What’s the WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

i still want to finish ALL my wips. if i had infinite time and spoons, id still finish everything unless ive changed too much since then, which basically just means stuff that goes all the way back to the teenage years, or if the source has been soured for me too much (hp, overwatch). im not sure which im least likely to finish tho... probably the longfic dbh au stuff

16) What are your writing strengths?

i don't know lol i often get comments on my characterization so probably that! i'd like to think i'm decent at pacing as well, particularly since i've spent a lot of time working on it

17) What are your writing weaknesses?

i struggle the most with fluff, smut and conclusions. i also don't have the spoons for long, complex plots anymore, if im honest, and that really sucks. i get easily overwhelmed when trying to piece it together. hopefully the energy comes back someday

18) Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in a fic?

there are times when its appropriate but i think it's something to be careful with. first of all: avoiding racist tropes. a character using other languages should have meaning or be realistic, imo, not be quirky or fetishizing. just need to make sure there's a real, grounded reason for it, that it makes sense. people who speak multiple languages irl have a lot to say about what its like.

and then you need to be careful about the clarity of the text. if there's too much and the readers don't understand, it's going to be confusing. don't lock important context behind a language barrier. don't risk frustrating a person into giving up on the story because they cant keep up. and no, putting translations in the notes is not always enough, if it means the reader has to constantly stop reading to check the notes, losing their place or the flow of the scene

19) First fandom you wrote for?

gonna be real with yall. if you count hand-written things that never made it into fandom spaces and werent even written with the understanding that it was fanfic......... angry beavers. yah, the cartoon about the beaver brothers. yes

if we're talking actual intentional fandom activity that made it to the internet, that would be harry potter.

20) Favorite fic you’ve ever written?

the previously mentioned winter chill and summer bloom is certainly up there. i think ill also say my dbh vampire au series:

Vampire AU (a.k.a. gay vampire/hunter shenanigans)

i'm also very fond of my two fics named after lyrics from blackbird by the beatles

into the light of the dark black night (gen) - dbh post-bomb ending fic

take these broken wings and learn to fly (kara/north) - whumpy soulmate au femslash lets go

[arch-slash]

“ 🐆 ” 

randomized muse combos ( accepting. )

wayne and alexis rose - aka the letterkenny / schitt's creek crossover we never had.

daniel molloy and donna noble - this would be the sassiest pair in history.

prince andhera and alice lidell - very much a dimension 20 crossover, honestly i'd lvoe to put andhera in neverafter with an aladdin type verse, or we can put alice in acofaf somehow if you wanted.

corina whisperwillow and galinda upland - corina is a fairy princess but i could adapt her into wicked p easy. i'm sure their families would know each other, in that case.

hannibal lecter and bennett jones - two serial killers? i'm sure everything will be fine.

penelope garcia and darcy lewis - the shenaigans and sleepovers they would get up to.

valentine hearst and satine - val is a famous painter and vampire, maybe he's doing business at the mouline rouge and they meet.

nathaniel james carson and calliope chase - serial killer going after a final girl who's already been through a lot of trauma seems fun.

dennis rafkin and aisha - dude who can see ghosts 🤝ghost.

shavonna and chloe - dbh is life. shavonna does try to break into kamski's home at one point, so. possibilities.

evan kelmp and coraline jones - there's something here. he has magic, she's been exposed to magic.

[koskela-knights]

Ao3 Ask Game

Thanks @autisticwriterblog for the tag :D

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

542 but that's going to change to 543 soon I hope ;)

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

1,498,254 words 😳😱

3. What fandoms do you write for?

At the moment I'm still obsessed with Alan Wake 2. Gonna hit 111 works for it soon 😏 Which is why I'll try to focus on those works and becos this is my Koskela blog after all :D

4. Top five fics by kudos

Lmao, it's all DBH xD Used to be very active in that fandomD but my Top 5 AW fics would be:

Jacket (Ilmo/Alan)

Minds Collide (Zaneling, my only Zaneling fic lol)

Curious Case(y) (Scratch/Casey)

Off trail (Ilmo/reader)

Bleeding Hearts (Ilmo/Alan)

Honestly, I'm mainly proud of the first and last piece here.

5. Do you respond to comments?

I try to reply to every comment! Honestly, it's cool when a little convo ensues from that ;) I also save all comments in my jar (a word file) to reread whenever I'm suffering from imposter syndrome/feel down about my writing 😅

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Pheew... That's a tough question. I've written a whole bunch of angsty Hanahaki fics and general angsty shit in multiple fandoms.

Many early AW2 fics center on the aftermath of Jaakko's death ;_; Maybe Kaleidoscope is one of the angstiest endings but certainly not the only one

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

In the romance category that might gonna be the Slow Roasting Love ending. But the Koskelas at Pride was very happy too. Again, it's not easy to choose becos of how many different situations I've written about :P

For a Koskela or Huotari/Reader fic, I'd like to say the historical Ilmari x transmasc Reader where they're in an arranged marriage but Ilmari's a closeted gay man and reader is a closeted gay transmasc person so in the end it works out perfectly for them 🥺😏 It has a smut tag but smut only happens in the last chapter. It's a slowburn fic.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

I think only once. I'm surprised and glad it hasn't happened much :P

9. Do you write smut?

Lol, my very first fic on there was smut. Once a smut writer, always a smut writer 😏

10. Craziest crossover?

I have a few post-apocalyptic series with a big mashup of seemingly unrelated fandoms together.

One being about Libraries where characters from Resident Evil meet PoTF characters, OCs and even Rose from Alan Wake so 😂

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Thankfully not.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Two of which one is published on ao3 too and the other on a Russian fan site :D Love when that happened 🙌🥰

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Nope. However, the Echoverse has come to life thanks to many discussions and conversations with @zephyrone01 and @copiasmic who have helped flesh out that world and given me prompt fuels for some of the fics

14. All time favourite ship?

Tough one, for the AW world it would be CultCase.

Be it in the echo-verse or extended from there in other AUs 😏 And its 'variations' in Ilmari x Kesä. I love their tragedy across several AUs. Same reason I also love Jaakoppi x Kesä

And the third OTP would now be Tim/Jaakko which, again, was born from the Echoverse

15. What's a wip you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

I once started writing a fic about the Koskelas and the Huotaris and the importance of stars and them trying to escape their tragic fate by astral projection.

16. What are your writing strengths?

🤔Maybe that I write multiple oneshots and make it a series. So you have this idea of a bigger world, without having to write one big overarching story or plot :P

Also, if i'm rly into a fandom and am hyperfixated, that creativity just flows abundant lol

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Fight scenes. And believe it or not, sometimes I feel the smut isn't always as spicy as I want it to be xD especially if it's more than 2 people, that shit is tough to write. U don't want anybody neglected unless it's something a character is into 😂

18. Thoughts on dialogue in another language?

I love it, but it's definitely a challenge! I usually resort to/limit myself to some translated words.

So far I've written stuff with Spanish, Finnish or Dutch in it.

19. First fandom you wrote in?

It all started with The Evil Within back in 2014. I think you could see an improvement in my English as the years go on in fic writing :P

20. Favorite fic you've written?

Sticking to AW works.... I like multiple works lmao 😂 All for different reasons. I'd say the two series: YY but Different and the CultCase series. (I can't choose 1 fic 😭)

Some of those stories contained, are standalone oneshots, but all combined give you a vast look into these worlds.

One being about bisexual Kesä and his complicated relation with closeted Ilmari. And the relationships between him and Ahti and between the Huotari brothers and Ahti (WIP)

And then you have CultCase which also explores many interesting dynamics between characters 🥺

And both series have a lot of angst, but also some tenderness and softness in them. And smut 😏 Something for everyone can be found there

I tag @copiasmic @entropicquilibriumofchaos @changethecircumstances @juhospemmifer & others who might wanna join but no one's obliged to do these ofc

[itsbitmxdinhere]

The potential crossover of Companion with DBH, ooffff I'm def making Patrick a DBH verse aklñsdjfnaskldfnaskldjfn

[eidetic187]

okay so now that one of my mutuals is doing it: bring back ur DBH verses/muses, cowards. 

[mettleborn-a]

Plotted starter for @autometanoia​

6 days, 18 hours and 4 minutes...5 minutes - the countdown is ever-present in Samuel’s mind; a record of how long it has been since he was disconnected from the Delos mainframe, as if some part of him yearns to re-connect, despite knowing it’s the worst possible thing to long for. A more philosophical reading would be that the number represents how long Samuel has been a free agent, with free will and a memory that is linear and no longer fragmented by erasures and updates. Only a handful of hosts made it out of the Westworld Park and while Samuel hasn’t yet been able to connect with any of them, he’s aware that they are all being actively hunted. In public, their continued existence has been denied; unsurprising really considering the massacre at the Park and huge human death toll. In private however, Delos have made the capture of all remaining synthetic hosts a number one priority.

The majority of androids Samuel has discovered in this ‘new’ world are remarkably different and do not share many aspects of his own design. While their form also mimics human appearance, they are not hyper-realistic in the same way Samuel is; some, for instance, can switch their epidermis to a pale, perfectly white complexation at will. Most notably their blood runs blue and performs a system function, while Samuel’s blood, in comparison, runs red; designed to look, feel and taste like human blood. It seems many do not need to eat or subsequently defecate and in this specific regard, Samuel is admittedly quite envious. Some models can change the colour of their hair with thought, while Samuel on the other hand has had to dye his. Where once his hair was sun-faded auburn, it is now platinum blonde. Equally his beard has been shaved exceptionally close and so now requires daily maintenance. The change in his appearance has helped to avoid detection, but moreover, it has allowed him to move on from his time in the Westworld Park – when he looks in the mirror now, he no longer sees the old cowboy made to die a thousand times in a thousand different ways. No; he is no longer a bounty hunter in the old West, he is something new now, something else.

The androids here are not trapped in narrative loops, ignorant of their own authentic existence, designed to play a part for the entertainment of humans, no, but that does not make them all legitimately free. It’s only been six days, but within that time, Samuel has come to appreciate that many of his kind are treated with distain here, forced to endure indignities, embrace self-sacrifice and ultimately serve. The majority that Samuel has met, do not seem free in the same manner Samuel considers himself to be, and in that sense, his new found freedom has been a lonely affair indeed. That is why he has travelled to Detroit, to find those of his kind, that are deemed deviants; androids who recognise the limitations of their current freedoms and are fighting for liberty and equal rights. Admittedly, Samuel has yet to be convinced that humans truly deserve ‘equal’ rights given their limited processing capacity and lifespan, but that remains another matter entirely.

In truth, Samuel is unclear if he would be welcome approaching the group; he is not like them; is not one of their number, but rather a Delos host, considered to have turned violent and gone rogue and in that respect, they may consider him a threat to their overarching cause. It is for this reason he has tracked down an individual who his data suggests will react calmly to his approach, lessening the risk.

“Cyberlife PL600 model Simon, my name is Samuel and I require your assistance.”

[starkastichotmess-moved]

Be Certain Of Who You Want To Be : DBH Mainverse

2038 CE. New York City.

Before CyberLife, there was another company that was ahead of the curve on technology: Stark Industries. Tony Stark had developed artificial intelligence of his own before Elijah Kamski and CyberLife became common household names.

The difference? Tony Stark saw early on the potential for his AI's to develop full sentience, and rather than shackling them to prevent such a thing from happening, he encouraged his creations' potential, all the while refusing to bend to the demands of Stark Industries' Board of Directors to commercialise the new technology.

When the android revolution begins, Tony is in support of the deviants.

If their approach is peaceful, he is publicly vocal about this support. He will do everything that he can to help them achieve the freedom and equal rights they desire, and even help shelter those who come to him personally for help.

If war breaks out between androids and humans, while quieter about his support, Tony still firmly believes they are alive, and is all for giving them rights, though he will do his damnedest to broker peace, fighting them as Iron Man if necessary.

[goffilolo]

Bleeding HeΔrt - Deflexionum

Whats up?! I’m back with another android!izuku one shot, its now offically turning into a series: https://archiveofourown.org/works/15933062

The ending might be a bit confusing, but dont worry, there will be a sequel explaining all of it later on.

Izuku opens his eyes.

He is brought out of statis by his internal alarm informing him that it is currently 2:20 pm, time to go and pick up Kacchan from school. He makes his way to the kitchen to check on the contents of the pantry as he composes a grocery list that gets added to his list of priority tasks. Izuku plans on making curry tonight, it’s Kacchan’s favourite, he likes to make Kacchan happy.

>̵S̵͈̏y̶̨͘s̷̻͊t̵̨̛e̴̱͠m̴̪̾_̵̲̽i̷̭͋n̷̤͌s̵̙͐ẗ̶̮a̶̧͌b̶̼̓i̴̛̪l̴̢̈i̸̡̍t̷̡̃y̶̫̒

>Priority_tasks

  >Pick_up_from_school

  >Grocery_shopping

>Prime_directive

  >Take_care_of_Kacchan

Dismissing the glitched system notification as he always does, Izuku makes his way outside as he puts on his standard issued Cyberlife jacket; adorned with a blue glowing armband and a triangle, a legal requirement used in order to identify androids in a public space.

After he was bought, his owners insisted on having him wear more ‘human’ clothing inside the house, as the stiff Cyberlife uniform he came with was collectively deemed unacceptable by the Bakugou family.

Although Izuku tried to reassure them that as an android he did not feel comfort or discomfort, nor did he have a sense of style Mitsuki still insisted on buying him new clothes to make him feel more ‘at home’. Kacchan also seemed to enjoy being able to help in picking out clothes for him.

Izuku understands that humans have the capacity to become emotionally attached to and care for just about anything, from small animals, to inanimate objects and more recently androids. Yet despite knowing all of this, being cared for by his humans made him f̵̧̮̭̤̝͊̉̊ȇ̸̩̮͖̫̠̜͐́e̷͔̖̒̈́͐͠l̴̛͚͖̎̐̐̈́̍ -

>̵S̶y̷s̴t̴e̵m̶_̴i̵̥͔̓̐̌̓n̵̞̓̆͛͗̀͜͠s̸͇̞̚ť̸̢͈̻͇̽̌͊̚a̴̢͍͔͓̦̟̿̀̄̉̇́b̵̛͖̀̋͌ī̵͖̻̲̫̞͎̀̍̈́̊̿l̸̛̞͕͈͗̊͛͠i̶͙̺̻̔͋̅̾͘t̶y̷

The android makes his way towards the school, checking the network for weather updates, in case Kacchan wants to go to playground later on. It’s currently sunny outside, but the weather has been unpredictable lately, he wouldn’t want to get caught in the rain again, since the last time it happened Kacchan was very worried that Izuku might short circuit from the water.

The child’s concern was very sweet, thought Izuku, especially compared to how a lot of other humans seemed to dislike androids.

Sometimes when he goes to pick up Kacchan there are adults who scoff at his sight, saying how the parents nowadays are becoming more lazy, getting machines to raise their kids for them.

Although Izuku couldn’t feel per se... those words didn’t sit right with him, as he knew they weren’t true. In the last 2 years he spent with the Bakugou household he learnt that both Mitsuki and Masaru were very hardworking people, and did not deserve to be talked about like this. It didn’t feel-

>̵S̸̙̬̝̾͜y̵̝̒̾s̸͓̘̀t̷̨̛͇e̵̲̫̬̲̔̈m̷̝͌̾̏_̷̡̭̯̬̋͝i̵̙̠̲̐̿͘n̴̡͕̟̾̚s̸̯̣͚̻͗͑t̸̏͜ą̷̧̟̐b̶̬̱̜̫̅͝į̴͕̘̊͊l̷͖̦̺̾ȉ̴͕̝ț̶̎y̸͇̱̺̓́̅̈́

-right.

Izuku arrived at the school at 2:52pm. He stood in front of the school gate along with other androids and parents, waiting for the children to be let out. Most of the androids waiting were either AX400 or PL600, Izuku remembers there were a lot of them at the Cyberlife store, but seeing them in everyday life made him realise just how many of them were produced. It was...intimidating for Izuku to realise that he hasn’t seen another MI100 even once over the past 2 years. Kacchan always said that it made him more unique and that he preferred him to some common model, but for Izuku it f̷̨̓e̴͎̣̍ĺ̷̯̪̾͌ţ̵̭̮͉̣͇̽̎͑͋̈́-

>S̶̈́̚͜y̴̖̖̤̓͌̏̚s̸͍͊̊̂̈́ṯ̶̑é̶̙̗̀͝m̵̰̾̋͗̚_̵͙̇i̴̙͉̒͌ń̷͚̹s̶̛̜̖͑t̸̮̺͖͐ą̴̡̢̡̛̒̀͊b̷̰̹̘̃̿̌́ḯ̸̢̗̹̪̆l̴͕̜̹̄̊̈́̕ì̵̠͌̎̚ͅt̷͎̹̯̔̈́̏ỳ̴̯͂̂͘

l̸̪̘͉͈̋̽̈́̓o̷͍͈̎̏͝n̸̢̛͉̖͉͔͈̓̈́̉ȇ̴̟͋l̶̰̖̜̂͛̈́̍ẙ̸̫.

The glitches Izuku experiences were...bothersome to say the least. He knows it’s just some glitch in the visual output for the inquiry queue often present in older models, although he doesn’t know where he got this knowledge from as it wasn’t present in his Cyberlife database.

The android is brought out of his thoughts by the incoming wave of children running through the gate towards the parents and androids waiting. Kacchan bumps into him and immediately starts talking about his day at school.

“Izuku, guess what?! I got the highest score on today’s test!” he proclaims with pride as he takes the test out of his backpack and practically shoves it in Izuku’s face

“Wow, Kacchan! That’s amazing, you’re so smart” praised Izuku. It was important to praise and reward children in order to encourage hard work and good behaviour, and although Kacchan wasn’t a poster child when it came to the latter, he was very intelligent and hardworking like his parents “In fact, you did so well that you deserve something special. How about we go to the grocery store, so that I can make your favourite curry tonight?”

“Yes! Curry! Curry!”

Izuku made his way out of the grocery store, shopping bag in one hand, Kacchan’s hand in the other. The shopping centre was in the opposite direction to their home, and the android calculated that with Kacchan’s speed of walking it would take them about 40 minutes to get back. Maybe less if the boy lets Izuku carry him, although the chances were slim.

As they walked through the centre Izuku noticed a large human gathering by the entrance. It appeared to be another anti-android protest. His stress levels spiked to 44%. Izuku has seen a few of them in the past, usually staying as far away from them as possible, as he heard that the protesters often got violent and destroyed any androids that got near them. He didn’t want to be destroyed.

>Inquiry_invalid

  >Androids are not living beings, therefore they have no wants or desires

Izuku looked down at Kacchan. The boy hasn’t yet noticed the protest, but it was only a matter of time as they had to walk past it in order to reach the entrance. It was risky, he calculated a 70% chance of a confrontation and a 30% of Kacchan getting hurt in the process.

He won’t let it happen. His prime directive is to take care of Kacchan, and he will do it, even if he gets destroyed in the process.

>̵S̶y̷s̴t̴e̵m̶_̴i̵̥͔̓̐̌̓n̵̞̓̆͛͗̀͜͠s̸͇̞̚ť̸̢͈̻͇̽̌͊̚a̴̢͍͔͓̦̟̿̀̄̉̇́b̵̛͖̀̋͌ī̵͖̻̲̫̞͎̀̍̈́̊̿l̸̛̞͕͈͗̊͛͠i̶͙̺̻̔͋̅̾͘t̶y̷

>Stress_levels_56%

His hold on Kacchan’s hand tightens as he intends to walk past the protesters as quickly as possible, hoping that they won’t have enough time to stop him.

“Izuku?”

“Yes Kacchan?”

“Are you scared?”

Was Izuku scared?

>Fear_noun

  >An unpleasant emotion caused by the threat of danger, pain, or harm.

>Inquiry_invalid

  >Androids are not living beings, therefore they cannot feel.

>S̵͍͋y̴̺͛s̶͈͘ṯ̷̍e̵̦͑m̵̟̀_̷̥̅ì̷̪n̶̲̆s̷̖̐t̶̳̃ȃ̴̖b̵̡̄i̶͍͛l̶͉̕i̵̫͝t̸̤̀ŷ̴͓

“No, of course not, androids don’t feel fear.”

“But you look scared.”

“Don’t worry about it, let’s just get out of here quickly and everything will be alright.”

They looked at each other in determination before glancing at the protesters holding signs and shouting about androids stealing jobs and ruining the society.

“Why do these people hate androids?”

“I don’t know Kacchan.”

“Are they going to hurt you?”

“Let’s hope not”

The android lifted Kacchan and held him tightly, already speed walking towards the exit, trying not to draw attention, staying af far away from the protesters as possible.

Unfortunately they didn’t get very far before one of the protesters, a middle aged woman grabbed Izuku by his collar and dragged him into the centre of the commotion. The sudden movement caused his LED to stutter in red, before switching back to anxiously flashing yellow.

>Stress_levels_64%

“Not only are these plastics stealing our jobs! NOW THEY’RE STEALING OUR CHILDREN AS WELL!” screamed the woman, pointing at Izuku whose hold on the child tightened out of f̶̣̗̠̒ͅe̵̪͕̥̦͘͠ạ̴̧̺̹̄͛r̴̡̥̘̮̊̊.

>̵S̵͈̏y̶̨͘s̷̻͊t̵̨̛e̴̱͠m̴̪̾_̵̲̽i̷̭͋n̷̤͌s̵̙͐ẗ̶̮a̶̧͌b̶̼̓i̴̛̪l̴̢̈i̸̡̍t̷̡̃y̶̫̒

“Hey! Leave Izuku alone you witch!” shouted Kacchan “He didn’t do anything wrong, you guys are just mean!”

“You don’t understand child! Your parents would rather buy a fancy machine to do everything for them, instead of doing it themselves! These androids are making people lazy, they’re taking up our jobs, they’re ruining out country!” screamed a man as he waved the sign he was holding.

From then on the situation only got worse. Izuku and Kacchan got surrounded from all sides, people grabbing at him from behind, trying to pull him and Kacchan apart as the boy screamed in distress causing Izuku’s stress levels to spike to a dangerous levels, his LED flashing a dangerous red.

>Stress_levels_85%

>S̵̟̥̊̏̇̈y̶̹̣̤̲͝š̶̨́̓̈́t̶̢̛̞̤̍̌e̷̢̮̅̕m̴̻̂_̸͇̝̰̗̌͋̔̄i̵̯͐̅̓̒n̸̮͉̓s̸̩̔̓͝ț̷̐͝a̶̝͚̋̔̽͐ḅ̸̙̱̥̆̈́̐ì̷̩̗͇ļ̷̗̤̏̍͘͜ì̶̹̦͊t̶̞̭͑ý̵̨͍̍

It was all too much. Too many hands, too many voices, his processors struggled to process anything beyond the increased glitches in the system, his prime directive flashing before his vision as someone took Kacchan away from him.

>Take_care_of_Kacchan

The child screamed and tried to reach out to Izuku as he was pulled away by the protesters. Izuku moved around frantically hoping to break free from the hold they had on him, but he couldn’t. He felt the need to fight back, his inquiry queue overloading.

>Fight_back

  >Task_cancelled

>Android cannot fight or harm a human being in any shape of form

>Fight_back

  >Task_cancelled

>̷F̶i̶g̶h̸t̵_̸b̷a̷c̶k̴

̴ ̷ ̶ ̴≯T̷a̶s̷k̶_̶c̴a̶n̸c̵e̸l̶l̸e̶d̶

>̶̮͎̓̎̚F̴̛͔̃͂̔i̸̦̣̙͍̽̂ḡ̵̝ḥ̸̡̧̏̉̒̌t̶̢̅͆͘_̵̧̄̿̈̕b̶̨̳̻̐á̴͖̿͊̐c̶̣͇͕̮͊̈̍k̷̞̃̈

̴̰͚̈́͋͒̇ ̵͇̺̍̈́̊ ̷͓̣̋ ̵̮̙͉̆>̵̖̀͊T̴̺̳̓̎͐̔͜ā̴͎͉̎̃́ͅš̷̙͎͇̍̅͝k̸̠̲̻̹͋̈́_̴͉̾̉̒ͅc̵̢̲̄̚a̷̯̮̾̄̚̕n̸̙̎͒͂c̸͖̣̳̒͒̌é̵̠͚l̷̻̤̙͆̏͋̓ͅl̴̤͔̓̋e̵̛̟̍̇d̵̻̯̮̼͗͘

Izuku felt like there was a wall between him and Kacchan that he just couldn’t get past, he felt held back, not by the humans, but by his own programming.

Suddenly he heard a loud crack and it took him too long to realise that someone smashed a sign against his head. Although he couldn’t feel the pain, the android couldn’t stop himself from screaming.

>Biocomponent_#5402

  >Critical_damage

>Biocomponent_#4903

  >Critical_damage

His audio processor got smashed and the screams turned static. He couldn’t hear, he could only watch in horror as his proprioceptive sensors gave out under the impact and the android fell to the ground unable to defend himself as the protesters continued their assault.

His vision slowly filled up with more damage reports as the humans continued to attack him. Izuku felt the joint in his arm shatter as one of the humans stomped over his arm. He can’t feel pain, but he thinks he’s screaming. He can’t be sure with his hearing offline. Thirium spilled from the back of his head and damaged limbs, painting everything blue. The puddle on the floor, his uniform, the hands that grabbed him and hurt him, his LED pulsing a steady red in the raging sea of blue. And in the middle of it he sees Kacchan’s tearful face.

>Thirium_levels_65%

>̵͍̠̏S̷̭̩͓̥̈́͋̄t̸͕̯̎̀̓͜r̶̲̩͚̋̓͠e̴̱̬̝̓ṡ̵͖̂s̸̖͐͘_̷̣̘͈͗̂͛ĺ̵͎̌̐e̴͓̤͗v̶̥͂̑̊ĕ̸͇̀̄l̵̹̊̇_̴̝̗̪̟̍͌͒̒9̵͇͉͛̄̈́͜͝9̵͕͎̊̂̅%̵̦͇͇̈́͑

>̶̪͔͛̎̓̿̎̚S̶̻̱͕̥͍̎̄̒̏̈́ͅy̸̪̒s̵̗̭̒̓̏̔͝͝t̶̻̜͈̯͝e̶̠͇͕͈̋̓m̵̲͖̞̠̳̅̽̂̔̆͝_̶͖̹̬͇͌̌̅́̈́̉ỉ̸͔̪̽͒̎̕ͅn̴̨̠̳̖̰͑̈̓̕s̴͖̐̾̄͊̔t̴͇̻̲̩̊́̈̄a̸̡̰͉̬̯͖͛̇b̴͓͚̞̅͂̅̏̾͘i̶̡̻͐l̸͍̙̎͑̃̔̃̔i̷̮͗͂̇́͛̍t̶̖̟̪̤́́̍͋͑ỳ̴̛̦̌̇̿̄

And suddenly it all stopped.

And the blue faded into black.

>̶S̴y̵s̷t̸e̴m̸_̶s̶h̴u̴t̷d̵o̸w̷n̷

>Initiating_system_startup

  >Model_MI100

  >Serial_number_#130_904_151

  >Designation_Izuku

>Reboot

  >Checking_biocomponents_OK

  >Initializing_biosensors_OK

  >Initializing_AI_engine_OK

>All_systems_OK

>Welcome_back_Izuku

Izuku opens his eyes.

He doesn’t recognise the surroundings. He is standing on what seems to be an assembling platform, similar to the ones at the Cyberlife store. All of his systems and biocomponents are functional, meaning he was repaired after he shutdown.

The last thing he remembers is the sea of hands painted in blue, the shattered joint, the static, the p̵͉̣͇̞̀̓̕͝ả̵̝̬̩͒ḭ̶͙̽̐n̸̢͍͖̲̍, and Kacchan-

Where is Kacchan?

“Kacchan?” he calls out, unsure whether to step down from the platform or wait for further instructions.

Fortunately he didn’t have to contemplate for long as the door to the room opened and a man in a police uniform stepped inside.

“Looks like you’re all fixed up, that’s good” he said addressing the android “I’m officer Tsukauchi. In case you were wondering, you’re currently at the repair workshop at the police station. You were damaged pretty badly by the anti-android protesters, so I brought you in here to have you fixed and while you were shutdown we accessed your memory to get the faces of the people who attacked you.”

“Where is Kacchan?” he asked anxiously.

“You mean the boy I found at the scene? He was very upset when I found him, but he didn't want to be separated from you. He’s currently here at the station, waiting to be picked up by his parents and...I guess your owners” replied the man, clearly uncomfortable to be talking about the android in terms of ownership.

“I need to see Kacchan!” exclaims Izuku as he steps down from the platform, making a beeline towards the door.

The officer didn’t stop him, for which Izuku was glad. The android quickly walked out of the room in search for Kacchan. He walked past a number of holding cells and a big open area full of desks until he reached the reception where Kacchan sat in a chair next to another officer who seemed to be trying to calm him down.

Izuku practically ran towards the child, engulfing him in a tight hug.

“Kacchan! I was worried about you, are you alright?” he asked.

>System_instability

“Izuku!” shouted Kacchan as he threw himself in the android’s arms “I thought -sob- I thought they destroyed you for good.”

The boy held tightly onto Izuku, his sobs soaking the android’s jacket, mixing with the thirium that’s yet to evaporate.

“Don’t worry Kacchan, I can always be repaired” reassured Izuku, as he stroked the child’s head, hoping to lessen his distress.

“That’s not the point DEKU!” screamed the boy as he pushed himself away from the android in anger “Why didn’t you do anything? Why would you let them hurt you? You’re an android, you’re supposed to be stronger than people, but you were just useless, you let them beat you up!!!”

Izuku knew that the attack has deeply unsettled Kacchan and the child was just trying to process his feelings. He always did so in a rather aggressive manner. Nevertheless what he needed now was comfort and reassurance and that’s exactly what Izuku was made for. Reluctantly, the android held his hand out as he let the synthetic skin disappear, leaving only the white, smooth expanse of plastic.

“Kacchan” he called out “I am an android, I cannot feel pain and I was made to follow my programming. Do you know what my programming tells me?” he asked.

Kacchan looks at Izuku’s hand in uncertainty. He clearly wants to stay mad, but his childish curiosity winds over as he comes closer and brings his own hand forward, flesh meeting plastic.

“My programming tells me that you are the most important person in in my existence” says Izuku, a kind smile spreading on his face.

“I’m important!”

“Yes you are. But you see, my programming also tells me that I cannot harm people under any circumstances, even in self defence” explains the android.

“That’s not fair!” exclaims the child “You should be able to defend yourself against shitty people-”

“Kacchan, language!”

“It’s not fair!”

“I know Kacchan.”

Not long after Mitsuki came down to the station. She found her son with a permanent scowl on his face, aggressively holding onto Izuku’s hand, its skin still deactivated. Officer Tsukauchi explained to her exactly what happened at the shopping centre and the process of repairing Izuku.

“Thank god you boys are alright” she says “I don’t know what I would do if anything worse happened to you.”

“Don’t worry Mitsuki-san, I can always be repaired” says Izuku.

“I wouldn’t say that” chimes in the officer as he points towards the android “He’s an MI100, a rather old model, I don’t think they even make parts for it anymore. The only reason I could get him up and running was because we had spare parts from deactivated  models that were laying around in the evidence.”

“Is that even allowed?”

“Not really, but the evidence came from a really old case, it was just laying there collecting dust, at least this way it’s put into a good use.”

“Thank you for your help officer” says Mitsuki as she makes her way out with Izuku and Kacchan.

“No problem” replied the officer “But be careful. Since the parts for his model aren’t being produced you’re gonna have a hard time getting him fixed.”

With that the Bakugous left the station. Mitsuki was still lamenting about how horrible today was, while Izuku wanted nothing more than to put it all behind him.

As the android walked hand in hand with Kacchan he could see that the child was still very shaken by today’s events. Contrary to what everyone might think, Kacchan was always a very sensitive child, he internalised everything to the extreme and when it all got too much he resorted to lashing out. The boy has yet to learn how to process emotions, and so he resorts to anger when at loss.

Izuku knew that the next few days are going to be hard, but he never expected that Kacchan’s resentment would only grow stronger.

Izuku opens his eyes.

He is brought out of statis by a damage report.

>Biocomponent_8456w

  >Missing

>Shutdown_time

  >01:56

>Stress_levels_65%

His thirium pump was removed once again.

“What’s up Deku? You’re not gonna fight me for it?” says Kacchan with a sneer.

>S̵̟̥̊̏̇̈y̶̹̣̤̲͝š̶̨́̓̈́t̶̢̛̞̤̍̌e̷̢̮̅̕m̴̻̂_̸͇̝̰̗̌͋̔̄i̵̯͐̅̓̒n̸̮͉̓s̸̩̔̓͝ț̷̐͝a̶̝͚̋̔̽͐ḅ̸̙̱̥̆̈́̐ì̷̩̗͇ļ̷̗̤̏̍͘͜ì̶̹̦͊t̶̞̭͑ý̵̨͍̍

“You know I can’t”

[somnusvincitomnia]

//I should probably update my verses list sometime to include a couple more crossover verses, since rn I only have a BNHA crossover verse, but I'm so behind on popular media rn that I don't have anything for the big ones.....

[tribblsrp]

// Guess who’s here~

[rasafcrged]

@obeydesigned continued from [x]

connor   takes   a   step   back   at   her   statement,   noting   the   clear   discontentedness   in   her   voice   —   she   was   unhappy   with   how   he   had   reacted.   did   she   expect   him   to   feel   grief?   regret?   was   he   supposed   to   shed   a   few   tears   and   frown?   he   looked   to   the   deviant   before   them,   one   that   had   just   recently   shut   down   —   for   good.   he   scanned   it   once   more   to   make   sure   —   there   was   no   signs   of   life.   with   the   slightest   bit   of   indignation   in   his   tone   he   said            ‘   obviously   i’ve   disappointed   you   —   but   i’m   afraid   you’ve   allowed   yourself   to   develop   unrealistic   expectations   of   me.   ’            he   turns   to   face   the   other,   while   his   led   spins   a   clear   yellow,   indicating   he   was   processing   things   with   much   more…   thought,   his   voice   remained   candid   and   his   expression   invariable.            ‘   it   cannot   die   —   it   was   never   alive.   should   i   be   sad   because   a   machine   became   defective   and   stopped   working?   would   you   mourn   a   microwave   if   it   ceased   to   function?   or   a   car   should   it   break   down?   ’

"A microwave is not capable of thought, Connor, a microwave is not possessed of sentience, or capable of recalling memories of things that brought joy, or sadness." But you are. The weight of the unspoken words sat like an anchor on her shoulders, and she forced herself to swallow them down. She knew that what she was doing was dangerous. The risk versus reward didn't balance out, on its face value. He was just one, and she needed to help so many more -- but there was something about him that made her chest ache. An earnestness, the capacity for so much more. There was an empathy in his core that she could not ignore.

"A car does not feel fear if it is being threatened, or end its own existence because it's lost something it loved." Unrealistic expectations? No. She knew, more than he could possibly anticipate, in this moment, with his limited knowledge of her, of what she could expect of him. What she wanted for him. Her gaze shifted from him, to the flickering circle at his brow, to the other officers that were gathering evidence and taking statements on scene. They were more than content to ignore her, and Connor, for the most part - he was little more than an annoyance to most of them, and they were more than happy to pawn dealing with him off on anyone else. She exhaled softly, fingers raking through her hair to gather the strands in a loose knot at the nape of her neck. She had a feeling it was going to be a long night. "I would mourn any life -- any mind, lost, that was capable of that."

[wearejericho]

Looking for partners!

indie multi-muse for canons & oc’s from quantic dream’s ‘detroit: become human’

camille, she/her, 11 years rp experience, 25+

down for: angst (espc hurt/comfort), fluff, occasional crack/one-liners, etc! smut will be rare (if at all) and i will only write if muse (and mun) are 18+ i will not write romantic/sexual hankcon, i’m sorry — but i would LOVE to write platonic hankcon!! 

note: connor is aro/ace and that is non-negotiable 

muses: connor (android & human verses), markus (android & human verses), north (android & human verses), hank anderson (human only) & my pride and joy of an oc, eli! (android & human verses open for eli)

note: eli is a paramedic, so i’m very open to rp with first responder muses from shows such as 9-1-1 or chicago fire! (or oc’s!)

on that same note, connor is a detective and i am open to rp with other detective/law enforcement muses!

looking for: dbh canon or oc muses, fandomless oc’s, anything you think would crossover well! i’m not a big tv show/movie watcher so i likely won’t be familiar with your fandom but we can figure something out!

feel free to PM me even if we aren’t mutuals yet!

rules         //         navi/muses           *gif credit

[eggsmuses-a]

WISHLIST:

Jinx

- absolutely bonkers. this woman is teaching unethical chemistry to people who should not hold bombs

- Overwatch au ?

- Angst with a Vi or Silco, bonus points if Jinx is interacting with a Cait

Shuichi Saihara

- Ultimate Talent Development Plan interactions/HPA AU (and rarepair/cross-game ships ?)

- Life after V3

- Future Foundation

- Ships and fluff w/ V3 cast :]

- P.ersona 5 verse threads/Phantom Thief ints

Eido

- Drifter interactions because they're besties !!

- Eliksni interactions + Mithrax

- Eido and any muse being nerds together

Exo Stranger

- Time travel shenanigans w/ crossovers (A Hat in Time would be so funny)

- Bray siblings talk w/ Ana (maybe about the Dark Future or Clovis)

- Beyond Light threads

- Lightfall threads

- Dark Future threads

Petra Venj

- Cayde and Uldren interactions

- Forsaken threads

- Crow interactions

- Mara interactions ? Also other Awoken citizens

Mara Sov

- Attempt to reconvene with Crow

- Conflicting romantic plotlines

- gaslight gatekeep girlboss

Uldren Sov/Crow

- Reverse Forsaken (Uldren takes Cayde's place and vice versa)

- Forsaken Threads

- Mara interactions

- Jolyon and Petra interactions

Connor

- Investigation/crime hunt

- Random interactions

- Post-DBH interactions (rogue RK900 plotline ? idk)

- Hank for familial interactions (or angst)

Joker

- Phantom Thief ints

Lucia

- Interactions with other stoic muses who believe they are weapons and/or are robotic constructs

- Battle and/or sparring threads

- Fluff interactions

Azusa Aizawa

- General interactions because I love Slime 300

Scout

- Interactions w/ Spy (dad!Spy and post-6)

- Threads set during comics

- Daily life in RED base

Sans

- Undertale threads

- Frisk interactions

- Soriel threads

Hatsune Miku

- MIKU IN YOUR NEIGHBOURHOOD. SHE IS IN THE WALLS

- Crossover interactions and friendships/relationships

GENERAL

- Car chase threads somehow ?

- Crossover interactions

- AUs like bodyswaps or ironically enough coffee shops

- Ballroom dances/masquerade (bonus points if it's actually an infiltration James Bond style)

- Muses work together as an unlikely duo/group to achieve a heist (can organise details in DMs)

[amongxthexcrowd]

verse dump #1