#dbh connor x female reader

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it looks good on you

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pairing: connor x short!chubby!female!reader

summary: (keep in mind that this is a wip that i will finish upon request!) after the android revolution and the reuniting of connor and hank, it only became a matter of time before the two were attached by the hip; whether hank was sneaking connor into crime scenes or as connor tagged along with hank while he bar hopped. as connor dealt with his curiosity and self-discovery, his emotions only got more confusing once he met [y/n], well that is, once he laid eyes on her. you would think that he and hank now being regulars at the jazz bar and café she works at would make things easier for him, but it seems to only grow his anxiousness, and even, his frustration.

warnings: size kink, dom!connor, sub!reader, uniform kink(?), sexually frustrated connor

a/n: like i had posted previously, this is a wip that i have not been able to work on due to lacking the energy and creativity to finish it. so i will leave the decision to my fellow readers on whether or not y'all would like a part 2! so if you guys would like a part two please let me know 😁! i hope you enjoy and thank you for the support on my previous smut!

it took a few months for society to recover at least a little bit after the android revolution.

protests against androids had only increased since then, many saying that the android revolution was the “resurrection of the devil”. cyberlife on the other hand had no choice but to let the deviant cases go, as the number of androids becoming deviant had increased rapidly during and after the revolution. many refunds were made to those who had immediately wanted to return androids, yet cyberlife had even requested to just let them go out, as the junkyard would only become incapable of proper cleaning at that point. cyberlife even started supplying android repair shops with extra parts, thirium, and even the more explicit parts that were originally dedicated towards eden club androids. these explicit parts were of course upon request privately.

ever since the revolution, connor really had nowhere to really go, this goes for many other androids. they had no money, clothing, shelter; so the only place connor thought of going was hank’s, as he didn’t seem to feel himself fit with markus and the others. he does not regret doing so either, as it seemed to boost hank’s mood rapidly. since then they have been inseparable, whether hank educated him on some of the best jazz songs, snuck connor into some crime scenes, or even gone bar hopping. it was a true bond.

recently both males had taken a liking to this place that had doubled as a jazz café and bar. it was android friendly which had definitely eased up connor. the owner ran the shop himself with the help of his niece.

her name was [y/n][l/n]. she was 21 and had been attending a university nearby. at least that was what connor had picked up on her. she had recently been working with her uncle as he had decided that her age was now appropriate enough to be working around alcohol. the legal drinking age was 21 after all. she had been under a few inches more than a woman’s average height and appeared more curvy. her hair framed her face in a way that almost made her appear fragile. her uniform dress reached down to her lower thighs, her short sleeves and collar outlined with a white stripe. the bottom half of her dress was pleated as her apron was tied wonderfully around her waist, defining her curves even more.

connor never identified such features actively before. hell. he’s never even spent as much time taking in the features of someone at all. when he had worked on deviant cases or looked around his surroundings it was usually a quick scan of the face and that's it. something about this woman had brought such a trance upon connor. the way she had gently moved parts of her body was such an intoxicating view. connor had no idea how to deal with these feelings of anticipation. these feelings of sublime.

hank had seemed to notice connor’s slight frustration. he had even picked on connor a few times for his obvious stares, comparing him to a lost puppy. it was hard to not notice the way he had looked at the female, you could almost see the holes his eyes dug into her, and hank wanted to put a stop to it.

-

“connor… look bud. it’s really not that hard. you just gotta talk to her, that’s all; ask her how she's doing, her favorite music/food… anything like that connor. just spark up a goddamn conversation with her for fucks sake. maybe even do your work with those... new fucking parts you got or some shit.” hank had been lecturing connor for the past 30 minutes now, growing frustrated with connor’s questions as he soothed himself with hard alcohol.

“well lieutenant, if it is so easy to speak to a woman, then how come you still have not m-”.

“you better not be going where i think you’re going connor. we’re talking about you here! not me. got it!?” hank immediately grew defensive with the question, causing a small smirk to grow on connor’s face.

“got it.” connor laughed softly, excusing himself to the living room as he left hank’s grumpy rambling to the kitchen.

the android settled himself on the couch comfortably as he closed his eyes, focusing on his thoughts. for once he could not analyze what the best approach would be. he could barely put together one attempt at befriending the woman. it was almost as if he was experiencing nervousness. anxiety. 

no. he was nervous. he could feel his thirium pumping through his body in a way that he felt like his system would drown. it was such an foreign feeling to him, his sensors tingling at the thought of being near her.

how she would look up at him, how she would smile softly as she speaks, how she would feel when she brushes against him, how she would feel in his hands.

he could almost feel his system overheat at the thought of the sensitive sensors in his fingers brushing over the fabric of her apron, of her dress, of her skin. the way goosebumps would grow on her skin with the cold sensation of his fingers. 

would her breath hitch?

would her body tremble at the ticklish feeling?

would she let out a soft sigh once the cold left her skin?

the thought of such vulnerable reactions aroused unknown feelings in connor. even though he didn’t need to breathe he felt his chest rising and falling shakily, the weight heavy on his throat. he could feel a tightening tension grow in his pants, startled by his body’s reaction. 

connor was aware of the effect arousal had on humans, but has yet to experience such a thing with his own after the installation of his new parts. the feeling of restraint caused him to grow frustrated. he glanced into the kitchen, seeing as hank had passed out on the table after a few drinks; it would have been unfortunate for hank to see him in such a state. 

getting up, connor made his way to the bathroom, gently shutting the door as he made his way to the lock, twisting the small knob. he thought of the best approach to handle his tension, shaking his head out of what would seem to be embarrassment. 

reaching his palm to his hardening length, he gently palmed his arousal, hips bucking into his hand. his head was thrown back as he closed his eyes, guttural, soft moans leaving his mouth.

just how would she act?

would she be obedient?

would the softness in her eyes drown with arousal as she was touched?

he unbuttoned his pants.

would she be embarrassed?

muffling her sounds with the back of her palm as she was filled with him. 

fuck.

would she grow a flustered expression at the thought of being with an android?

his pants and boxer briefs were pushed down mid thigh, his hand stroking his length sloppily. the sensors in his leaking cock driving him insane.

how would she sound?

how would she whimper as she's being gripped, as bruises form on her hips?

he could feel himself throb at the thought of easily manhandling her. gripping her plush hips, her thighs. the way her angelic expression would form such lewd expressions. his system stuttered as he neared his release, getting caught up in his own “imagination”.

he could only imagine how she would look wrapped in his coat.

her uniform hiked up her thighs as he towered over her.

the scent of their arousal mixed together.

the way she'd say his name.

fuck.

connor's hips stuttered as white stripes littered his hand, the lube-like substance staining his hand. his thirium pump shakily slowed down as he cleaned himself, washing off his hands. 

he glanced at himself in the mirror, taking in his expression, and gave his head a soft shake.

he really needed to settle himself, and figure out a solution, because this. this is not a solution.

[vampcubus]

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𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐎𝐑 𝐑𝐊𝟖𝟎𝟎 𝐗 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

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𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐕 𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐓 : 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 : 𝐍𝐄𝐗𝐓 𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐓

You discovered Connor liked being told what to do pretty early on in your relationship, his particular model has a built-in rewards system for completing tasks. Not only did he like you bossing him around, but he liked to be acknowledged for his work. To be told how good he was for you, how he was making you feel.

That’s all fine and good, lots of people had praise kinks, and you loved to praise so it all worked out. And then it began to progress into something more, especially when you adopted the pet name “puppy.” 

You saw a sparkle in his eyes the first time you used it playfully, both intrigued and pleased.

You couldn’t say you were shocked to find out that Connor liked to be a pet, it was just too fitting. You supposed it was a bit freeing, not having to be a lead detective, but instead a subservient lap dog.

You were more than happy to indulge in this newfound kink, hardly able to sit still as he expressed his desire to be your pet. He seemed pleasantly surprised at your positive reaction, clueing you in that he may have felt ashamed of that desire, which honestly made him seem so human.

Some online collar shopping together felt like the correct next step. You wanted to get his collar custom-made, after all for many doms and submissives it was a testament to your devotion to one another. You wanted to make sure it was exactly what he wanted — not that he was particularly knowledgeable about it. You just let him scroll on your laptop until he found some examples that caught his eye, and you placed an order with a trusted shop. You’d gotten collars from them from previous relationships and the quality is pretty nice, however, Connor seems especially curious about some of the reference photos with leads attached.

“Would you like me to leash you as well, puppy?” You asked, laying on your stomach, shoulder to shoulder with the android in question as you clacked away at your keyboard. His head tilts your way at the pet name, his brown eyes going half-lidded. 

“Please.”

“Best we get a matching leash from them too then, any preferences? Chain? All leather?” You questioned, trying to remember the leads you’ve used in the past. Pet play wasn’t an uncommon kink in your history of partners but it has been a long time. 

“What do you like?” He asked that a lot, and you couldn’t blame him. He was still experiencing the world for the first time so to speak, so it was only natural for him to turn to you for guidance on things he didn’t have a basis for comparison for. You adored that he lived to please you, but this purchase was mainly for him. He'd be the one wearing it after all.

You discussed whether the collar would be just for the bedroom or full-time use and he expressed he’d like to wear it as often as possible.

“I’m not just yours when we have sex.” he always had a way of saying the most endearing things with such clarity. It sends your heart into those stupid palpitations every single time. “I want it as a reminder.”

“You’re always mine, collar or no, but I understand you want something to have with you when I can’t be there.” You press a kiss to his nape, counting the freckles from his shoulder down his back with your eyes before your lips follow suit. “My pretty puppy.”

“Mmm.” His brown lashes flutter, chin touching his chest.

“You like that name a lot don’t you?” 

“Very much. I know it must be strange to hear.” 

“Heh, hardly. It’s quite in character for you actually,” You chuckled against his shoulder blade, kissing down his back as he all but melted into the sheets, a pillow propped underneath his hips. The optimal position for taking your strap, but you weren’t quite there yet. The harness sits on the nightstand. You plan to make sure he’s gotten his full treatment before you go sticking things in— as much as you’re sure he wouldn’t complain.

A smile tugs at your lips at the memory, but you remember that he’s still awaiting your reply.

“I won’t be the one wearing it, but the chain sounds nice when it jingles.” It’s an odd fascination in retrospect, but you always found it cute when partners wore bells or jingly things while you fucked them into oblivion.

“Chain then.”

“Chain it is. Have you decided on a color yet?” You query as you scroll through the dropdown menu for the dyes they offer for the leather.

“Depends on what color you’d think look best around my neck,” he whispers into your ear and your face erupts into flames, not expecting his lips to be right next to your ear.

In the end you decide on a dark blue leather with the cutest sapphire studs and a circular ring to easily attach a leash to. As you expected Connor isn’t necessarily picky with sparkles and dangles, he cares much more about the meaning behind it. He still gets a little teary-eyed when it finally ships and he can’t help but wiggle in place as you put it on him for the very first time. It fits perfectly, not too loose, not too tight. His face is full of blue blood by the time you get it fastened and step away.

“Looks so good on you, knew the blue was a good choice. C’mere,” you purred, not able to resist pulling him in for a kiss by the collar and he moans into your mouth.

You could say you were prepared for what that night might hold, but truly you had no idea what you were walking into. You’d never seen Connor so undone, he’s on his knees nudging your legs apart before you can process what’s happening. You have to pull him back by the hair to correct him, and you can hardly even be stern with him when you see the dazed expression he’s wearing. His deep brown eyes are big and you can just barely make out the sliver of his iris being eclipsed by his pupils. Cyberlife didn’t cut corners with his model, down to the specks of amber and the slightest dilation of his pupils as they take in your pleased expression. Always analyzing, always observing.

“I think you need that leash already, tsk. I just got you that new toy and you thank me by trying to get a taste without asking? Maybe I’m too easy on you,” you sighed, feigning disappointment that has him snapping back to reality, head dropping into your lap. 

“I’m sorry. I don’t know what I—“

“Puppies don’t talk do they?” You interrupt, eyes glimmering as he tilts his head back up to meet your gaze, mouth agape.

You hoped you weren’t taking this too far, sure you’d discussed the kink and he seemed to like being treated like a puppy, but this was further than the occasional nickname. You can’t help but wish you had ordered one of those cute tail plugs and a matching set of floppy ears for him to wear alongside his collar, the stones reflecting the dimmed lights overhead as you search his eyes.

He shakes his head no. No, they don’t talk. His tongue and obedience would spell out his apology.

The leash clicks into place on the collar, cold in your hand as you lean back and tug him along with you by the chain, his face chasing yours. His plush lips press against yours desperately, tongue licking into your mouth, his swollen cock rutting into your thigh. You wrap the chain around your fist several times to reel him in close, keeping his head still as you press wet kisses over his face and down his neck. Connor’s on his back before his processors can assess what’s happening, lagging behind as your lips and teeth on his synthetic skin scramble his code and overwhelm his thoughts. 

It’s easy to mount his hips, giving him just enough slack for you to lean back and roll your hips onto his, trapping his flushed blue cock between your heat and his stomach. He bucks helplessly, groaning deep in his chest as his head falls back onto the bed, exposing his freckled throat.

He whimpers when instead of letting him slip inside you, you turn around to face his length as you lower yourself over his face. Connor immediately gets to work, lurching forward enthusiastically to lathe over your sex and lap at your slick. Connor was obsessed with oral, often spending hours and hours content to lap and suck at you until you’re so overstimulated you have to pry him from you. You can’t help but shiver and pant as he full-on moans against your pussy at the taste of you, the sensors on his tongue overwhelmed with data as you grind yourself back on his face. 

He cutely humps the air as he does so, and you huskily chuckle at the attempt to find friction.

“Do a good job and I might let you cum,” you offered, tongue tracing his blue head before your mouth swallowed him whole. His thighs shake with the effort to not press his hips upwards and his tongue stutters within you, even his fingers twitch and the influx of stimuli. Your cunt on his tongue, the collar around his neck, your throat around his cock, it’s too much! 

Connor isn’t built for this sort of thing, so his system is easily overwhelmed by sex. But you’ve seen him push past such blockages before in order to please you. Let’s see how far you can push him before he starts barking for you.

“You’re such a good boy, hah… always so hungry for me.” And with your slurred praise, Connor finds the strength to double his efforts, eyes half-mast as he slurps and laps at you like the obedient puppy he is.

[iceman-kazansky]

Coffee can't Keep you Awake Forever

RK800 Connor x F! Reader

Summary: You need some sleep, and Connor thinks he can provide just that.

A/n: Yes, I know I don't even have Detroit:become human listed under the fandoms I write for BUT this idea has been plauging my mind for DAYS.

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"Would You like anything to drink?" Hanks voice sounds from the kitchen, "I've got booze."

Through your haze, you find your voice to respond, "No thank you, But thanks for the offer."

Hank comes back into the living room and sits in a lone arm-chair with his bottle. "Suit yourself."

You knew you couldn't handle any alcohol right now. Your brain was nearly haywire with exhaustion and alcohol would not do it justice.

A normal person would say "then sleep if you are tired." If only it were that easy. While you begged for sleep in all waking parts of the world, your brain had other plans. It refused to let you stop working for more than a few hours.

Truthfully, the only thing keeping you awake was a coffee every 2 hours and the pile of work that just kept adding to your mental shelves. That was to blame with how hectic the case had gotten recently. People turning up murdered by their rogue androids left and right had you drowning in paperwork.

So, yes, a break would be wonderful.

Getting up for another coffee, you trudged into the kitchen, feet heavy and limbs slow.

The coffee machine rumbled to life as you put your cup under the dispenser, a blue screen illuminating your face in the dim lighting of the room, showcasing an excessive amount of options to customize your drink.

Selecting the options that seemed most appealing to your tired eyes, the coffee machine got to work, pouring the contents of your liquid into the white mug you'd placed under it.

"You can't function on coffee forever. The human body needs sleep."

You jumped at the sound of a voice that had materialized from nearly thin air, "Jesus Christ! Connor! Don't do that!"

"I'm sorry if I alarmed you." He apologizes.

Waving a hand at the android you respond, "No, no. You're fine. I didn't hear you. That's all"

"I have noticed signs of sleep deprivation, recently. Bags beneath the eyes, Excessive yawning, little moments where you–"

You cut him off, "I'm not sleep deprived. I'm fine. Just stressed that's all."

Connor is quiet, his eyes staring at your back when you turn back to your newly delivered coffee. He contemplates, his programming running diagnostics upon diagnostics on the situation. Does he question if you are okay? Does he ask what's stressing you? Or does he just leave it alone?

He decides with the option that feels most right to him, "What is on your mind, lieutenant?"

You sigh and pinch the bridge of your nose. Something of a stress reliever. "The cases." Pausing, you continue, "I'm puzzled. Can't think of any logical reasons as to why this is happening."

While there are certainly hypothesis circulating within your posse of 3, none make proper sense. Androids were said to be mindless machines that didn't have the ability to decide for themselves, rather for the greater good of the whole. Yet, why were they each doing exactly what they were programmed not to do?

None of it made sense.

"Perhaps it would start making sense if you allowed yourself to get some sleep." He offered.

"I can't. That's the problem." Sipping the coffee in your hands to hopefully deter the fatigue overpowering you, screaming at your muscles and brain to stop working.

"I would like to help but I'm not certain if my services will be any use. I recommend staying off the caffeine for the time being. It will help coax your body into sleep sooner or later."

And with that, Connor was gone from the kitchen, leaving you alone with your drink.

With an angered and exasperated sigh, you dumped the remaining coffee in your mug down Hank's sink.

–

Sitting on the couch next to Connor, you began to regret not drinking that coffee. Your mind was in shambles, hundreds of things that could explain your cases involving deviants were swirling like fog, clouding your senses. Yet, you felt as if you were on the verge of discovering something big. Oh how you should have drank thar coffee! It was getting impossible to hold your eyes open any longer, each minute that ticked by adding to your exhaustion.

Hank stood up abruptly, still in his drunken stupor, and stumbled into his room, closing the door loudly behind him. That left you and Connor, side by side, on the couch with some movie going on in the background.

Connor had been focused (as much as an android could) on the movie for the duration of the time you'd come back. He wasn't interested in the show going on infront of his eyes, as an android he didn't process any particular attachment to the characters shown on TV nor feel any explicit interest in the plot point the two were reaching. It simply wasn't in his program to do so.

He could sense a pressure on his shoulder, and he cast a glance down to your sleeping form.

There, passed out from fatigue, with your head delicately placed upon Connor's shoulder, you fell asleep.

The android didn't mind. As long as you got the rest you deserved. As much as he knew you didn't want to hear it, nor talk about such a subject, he could see the weariness you carried over the past few days. Something in his programming told him it had something to do with the stress induced by the most recent homicide.

But yet, deep, buried beneath all his programming, he felt something arise within him. It made his LED turn yellow in deep thought.

But those were things he would have to figure out later, as he didn't plan on asking or moving from this position unless you did first. He wouldn't dare deprive you of your much needed sleep. Besides, you looked…

dare Connor say, cute.

[strawberrykisseslia]

lia's masterlist

oh, hi !

this post contains my masterlist, about me and who i write for!

requests are always open! you can request for the fandoms im in and my fav singers ( i will start to write for taylor swift as well! )

also i have no idea how to write smut, not even sure yet if im comfortable with it so yea bare with me yall

i mostly write for fem reader sorry 😞

#strawberrykissesliaworks🪩 - my works

#strawberrykissesliafavs🍓 - my fav works

wattpad: loml1a ( i will post these on wattpad too )

☁️ - fluff, ☾ - angst

➼ TLOU

ellie williams .ᐟ

🪩 ghostin ☁️ ☾

🪩 lovesick ☁️

🪩 something stupid like i love you ☾

🪩 f!singer reader headcanons + scenarios ☁️

➼ RE

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🪩 sweetness ☁️

➼ FNAF

vanessa shelly .ᐟ

🪩 i wish you were a boy ☾ | part 2 ☾

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🪩 white dress ☁️

🪩 this love ☁️

🪩 headache for christmas ☁️

🪩 cozy coffee date ☁️

➼ DOS (Dead Of Summer)

amy hughes .ᐟ

🪩 kitty! ☁️

about me!

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i LOVE midnights and evermore. my baes

🧡🤍🩷

i write in my free time for fun and comfort, it helps me with everything honestly

please don't be disrespectful! i'm human too

fandoms: DBH, RE, TLOU, Until Dawn (haven't finished the game yet), Genshin Impact, DDLC, DOS, FNAF

favs: taylor swift (obvi), ariana grande, mitski, marina, conan gray, laufey, dua lipa, madison beer, twice, blackpink, iu, kiss of life, gidle, aespa

[rosemary-morgan]

Connor(RK800) X F.Reader - Safe heaven (Part 1)

(Pictures are not mine! Found on Pinterest/Google - Collage made by myself. OC Steven belongs to me.)

Many thanks to @fangirl-ramblings 🖤 she has been beta reading for me 🌹

Warning: mention of domestic violance! hurt and comfort, angst, reader is very affraid!

Summary: Connor always made you feel safe and protected. Oh, but if only Connor had seen the signs earlier, he could have gotten you out of your hell faster...

 👉Read part 2

Connor(RK800) X F.Reader - Safe heaven (Part 1)

Detroit Police Department

19 May 2040 - 22:45

Michigan, Detroit

"How does that feel, you piece of shit?"

Hank looked at the young man in front of him, his nose already smeared with blood. Handcuffed, he sat in the interrogation room and Hank was more than determined to make this bastards life miserable.

"Well, talk!"

But Hank was only met with a hateful glare and Hank was losing his patience!

"You picked the wrong girl, asshole! Sucks when she's got cop in the family, huh? Son of a bitch!"

Hank wasn't shy about getting physical. Who was going to do anything about it? For Hank, there were no rules at the moment. Besides, rules were made to be broken. Especially since he had already given Steven a bloody nose even before he brought him to the police station.

"I don't know what that crazy bitch told you! I didn't do anything..."

Without warning, Hank punched him right in the face and this time the man groaned loudly.

"FUCK!"

"You're not getting out of here alive, Steven. I know for a fact that you did this to her. You fucking scumbag!"

"The whore has started! She provoked me!"

And another punch in the face! Hank could go on like this all night long. Steven had just confessed that he had attacked Y/N.

"Just give me one reason, and I'll blow your fucking brain out!"

And when Hank Anderson was pissed, he was capable of anything! Especially when it came to protecting his loved ones and Y/N was very important to him.

"ANDERSON!"

And just as it was starting to get fun for Hank, his boss interrupted him. Unlike Hank, Fowler kept strictly to the rules. However, this one didn't know anything about this particular case yet...

Anderons looked at Y/N tormentor with hatred, leaning out towards him.

"You won’t escape me," he whispered threateningly, making Steven visibly nervous.

At the same time in Hank's apartment...

"Y/N?"

The young woman was completely beside herself, not even hearing Connor at first. The android had been very careful not to startle her, making his voice sound melancholic, so that she knew she was safe here. Here, with him. Connor looked at the young woman with concern as she sat huddled on the sofa, staring off into space. She was chewing on her fingers; her gaze seeming so blank, but at the same time you could see the countless tears running down her cheeks. Probably everything was playing out in her mind's eye at the moment. Her body was trembling and Connor feared that Y/N would not forget so easily. Inwardly, the android sighed, wondering over and over why people hurt each other. The android approached her carefully, kneeling on the ground in front of her, so as not to startle her.

"Y/N?"

This time she responded. Her gaze sought his. His warm, loving gaze that she had always liked.

"You don't have to be afraid. He can't hurt you anymore."

Not as long as Connor was with her. And Hank would never let anything happen to the young woman either. Y/N let out a sob, but nodded before her face turned back to sadness and finally burst into tears. She let herself fall forward, right into Connor's shoulder, seeking comfort from him. Carefully, Connor wrapped his arms around her delicate body, trying to soothe her by stroking her back and letting her cry on his shoulder, until she would calm down.

Here they sat now, in Hank's apartment, while the lieutenant at the station was giving hell to the man that had hurt Y/N.

"You were very brave today, Y/N," Connor whispered to her as he gently stroke through her hair. She moved a bit away from him, to look at him. Into his brown doe eyes that radiated so much warmth.

"I-I'm so glad you guys are here!"

She sobbed softly, wiping tears from her cheeks as she clung to Connor's gray jacket with her other hand. The android smiled warmly at her, nodding. Hank and he would always be there for her.

Connor stayed seated with her until she calmed down a bit.

"Would you like some tea, Y/N? Or would you like something to eat? Do you want me to order something to eat?"

But the young woman wasn't hungry. She just shook her head, smiling weakly. It was sweet how much Connor cared about her.

"No, thanks. I don't want anything right now."

Suddenly Sumo, Hank's big dog, came over, sniffing at Y/N first before nudging her with his nose and eventually resting his head on her lap. Loving as the young woman was, she stroked his thick, soft fur and sighed contentedly. Connor stroked him as well, and the dog couldn't be more comfortable at the moment. However, Sumo felt her pain and that made him sad too.

"When is Hank coming?" the young woman asked. Hank was like family to her. He had known her father well, always remembering Hank's countless visits when she was a child. After all, she was almost like a daughter to him.

"Hank's still at the office. I don't think he'll be back so soon."

Connor knew what Hank would do to Y/N's tormentor, and honestly, Connor would love to keep him company and beat some manners into Steven. Is that how you treat a woman? When Connor had found her an hour ago, her face had been streaked with tears and her nose had been smeared with blood, her top completely torn... Clearly she had been abused by her boyfriend and Connor was very glad that Y/N had asked Hank for help. She was very lucky they were both nearby. Worse things could have happened.

"Is he going to jail, Connor?"

The desperate look on her face nearly killed Connor. She was terrified of Steven and he could understand that. The android sensed an increased heart rate from her. Her body temperature changed, and when Connor reached for her hands, her fingers were so cold.

"Hey... It's going to be okay. You're safe with me."

Carefully, he lifted her chin, searching the look in her eyes that held so much fear and pain. What had this man done to her? How many days and months had she gone through this now? Connor wished he had realized all of this sooner.

"Hank and I will make sure he stays locked up!"

Hank and Connor had arrested Steven while still on the scene. Steven had been carrying a knife, had been yelling like a madman, threatening Y/N. This was clear evidence that would lead to Steven's arrest.

"I'm so scared. What if..."

Connor knew exactly what she was about to say and he interrupted her immediately.

"No, Y/N. He won't dare come near you and he will be condemned. However, you must agree to testify against him."

Connor could imagine how difficult this would be for the young woman.

"I-I... oh God, Connor..."

How was she going to do this? All she wanted was to forget and live a normal life! To have her old life back, before she had met Steven. Why had this demon come into her life? Why hadn't she noticed the red flags right away?

Y/N's whole body started to shake and Connor sat down with her on the sofa, gently pulling her into his arms, something Y/N appreciated at the moment. While burying her face deep into his chest, she could sense the fragrance of his aftershave. Aftershave? Certainly unusual for an android, but a lot had changed in the last two years. Especially after the revolution of the machines. Connor was no longer a programmed android who only took orders. No, he was an individual person who could feel emotions like sadness and love. Fears and worries; and right now, all his worry was on Y/N.

Connor was a little surprised when Y/N laid her head on his lap while stretching the rest of her body on the sofa. Connor's eyes were completely on her as he gently stroked through her soft hair, silently being there for her. It wasn't long before Y/N fell asleep from exhaustion. Finally, after so many months, she could sleep again. Without having to fear that she would be harmed in her sleep. She knew Connor was with her, and on top of that, she was in Hank's home. Her safe place was right here. Connor watched over her and he imagined all she had been through with Steven. She was so exhausted, completely broken down, and in the last few weeks she had laughed less and less. Connor hadn't known her like this. When he had first met her two years ago, she had been full of life. Her beautiful smile, her friendly nature was special in this cold world. And then Steven had taken this from her piece by piece. He was so infinitely sorry to see her in this condition.

"Don't be afraid. I will always be with you."

He was her angel who would protect her...

Careful not to wake her, Connor disengaged from her, only to gently pick her up in his arms, taking her to the guest room. She was fast asleep, the android could tell by her breathing. He laid her down in bed, covering her so she wouldn't get cold.

"Good night, Y/N..."

He bent down to her, gently kissed her forehead and stayed with her for quite a while...

As the first rays of sunlight fell through the window and warmed Y/N's skin, the young woman gently sighed as she slowly awoke from her sleep. At first, she didn't know where she was and her eyes searched the room, yet she was deeply wrapped in the sheets and she wouldn't dare get out of bed so quickly before she understood where she actually was. But when the memories came up so slowly, she understood immediately. She was more than relieved to be at Hank place.

"Thank God," she whispered as she threw herself on her back and stroked her hair. "Dear Lord, thank you..."

Instantly, Steven crept into her thoughts and fear overcame her again. What if he sought her out? What if Hank had to let him go again after all? She felt sick, her stomach tightening painfully at the thought. She pulled the blanket over her again and hid under the sheets, seeking shelter and protection as she began to cry.

"Connor..."

Was he still here?

"Connor? Connor!"

A few seconds later, the android was standing at the door, looking anxiously at the young woman who was looking at him for help. His LED glowed a deep yellow. Had she had a nightmare? Usually, after traumatic experiences, people tend to relive many things in their sleep.

"Y/N? What's wrong?"

The android sat down with her and the young woman instantly snuggled against his chest, sighing in relief as she felt Connor's strong arms around her.

"It's all right now", she whispered. Connor smiled at her words, his LED glowing a bright blue again.

"Did you have a bad dream, Y/N?"

"No", she whispered as Connor gently stroked through her hair. "I was just afraid you wouldn't be around..."

"I'll always be there," he replied softly, hugging her a little tighter to give his words even more expression. The young woman felt very comfortable around the android and she didn't feel any fear at the moment either.

"Are you hungry, Y/N?" Connor asked her after a while, but the young woman just shook her head. She had no appetite. Connor didn't think this was a good idea, but he couldn't force her to eat anything. Still, he tried to reason with her, because eventually a hot meal certainly wouldn't go amiss.

"I know you don't have any appetite. But maybe try some fruit and yogurt first? Or maybe even some pancakes?"

The young woman seemed to think about it before sighing deeply and finally agreeing to his suggestion.

"Okay, Connor."

Satisfied with her answer, the android smiled.

"Okay, then I'll prepare some for you quickly!"

The young woman ran a few recipes through her head, because pancakes with fruit and fresh yogurt sounded really good! Fluffy and delicious! Just comfort food! Wait, Connor would make them? She had to smile at the thought, because the fact that he was going to the effort to do this for her was sweet.

Then Connor rose to leave before Y/N gently grabbed his hand and looked up at him.

"Thank you, Connor. For caring so much."

And in his eyes she suddenly saw that gleam, that look of affection, which made her heart beat faster for a moment.

"No need to mention it, Y/N."

Because she was incredibly important to him, and he wanted her to be okay. Most of all, that she felt safe and secure around him. Connor would really do anything to see her smile again.

"Connor! Y/N?"

Hank brought the android out of his thoughts. The lieutenant must have been done with the interrogation and was certainly tired. After all, he had been out all night.

"Over here, Hank!" called Connor to the man. Y/N rose from her spot and met Hank halfway. She immediately wrapped her arms around him and he held her close.

"Hey, kiddo. How are you doing?"

Hank sounded tired and exhausted.

"Connor's with me. I'm fine with him," she whispered, and those were the exact words Hank had wanted to hear.

"Good. Have you had breakfast yet?"

"Not yet. But Connor's about to make some pancakes."

At that, the lieutenant raised a brow.

"'Him? Pancakes? Are you sure, Y/N?"

"You want some, too, Lieutenant?"

"Sure, Connor! There's nothing like having to spend all day in the shithouse, after eating your pancakes!"

It was meant as a joke, and it didn't miss its mark, as the young woman laughed. Hank really couldn't imagine Connor cooking up something like that. But what could he say? He trusted the android as he had surprised him so many times in many ways. Probably this would be the best pancakes Hank would ever have.

But for Y/N now, of course, was interested to know what would happen to Steven now.

"Hank?"

Her serious and, at the same time, worried expression, made the smile on Hank's face slowly but surely disappear.

"Come. Let's sit down, Y/N."

Hank gently took her by the hand and led the young woman to the sofa, where he sat down with her. She looked at him with curiosity and her heart hammered madly, her hands getting cold all over again as she got all nervous. Hopefully Hank would have some good news for her.

"Y/N, we need your report."

"B-But... I don't have to see him, do I?"

The lieutenant shook her head. She wouldn't cross his path, he had made sure of that.

"No. But you have to tell us... everything," he said softly, before running a hand through his hair. He didn't like the idea of the young woman being pressured into telling the police everything in detail either. He was afraid to hear what had happened. What that bastard had done to her. But Hank knew that it could help to put Steven in jail for several years.

Connor listened to the conversation while he took care of breakfast. Sumo was not far from his feet, dozing off. Connor's LED lit up yellow again when he thought of Steven. This guy had been suspicious to him from the beginning and he cursed himself for not noticing sooner what an asshole this guy was. But he was all the more proud of Y/N for being such a brave woman.

"Okay, Hank. But I'm only going to talk to you and Connor..."

Hank nodded as he put his hand on her shoulder. Just Connor and him.

[fluffykiddosstuff]

In this story, the reader is already dating sixty since few months, and was a stripper before, she is the sister of gavin and a close friend to hank, connor is aroace in this one and conan (rk900) and gavin are dating also (conan changed his hair to white and sixty as slightly darker hair and eyes than connor)

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A little bit of context :

You came inside the department to give your brother's lunch, heck like you were in school..you dropped it on his desk and you where trying to get back to your work as fast as possible when you bumped into someone, really hard, you falled flat ass on the ground and groaned in pain, the figure helped you getting up while muttering a "sorry" you looked up and was mermerised by what you saw.

It was an another rk800 model like connor, but with darker hair and eyes. Also a little scar was on his forehead, you flattered your eyelashes and laughed a bit.

"Sorry ! Thought i was seing a ghost by how i look at you !"

The android blushed blue a bit and kept looking in your (e/c) eyes, even tho you had a rather revealing outfit.

"Yeah sorry you must be confused,i'm sixty, the brother of connor and conan, i'm the middle one"

"Oh i see makes sense that you have a brother bond ! I'm y/n Reed"

"Reed ? Like detective reed ?" His eyes whidenend and you laughed again

"Yeah ,i know my bro is an ass but so much things happened when we were little, he is a good person, he just hides it really well, i hope conan can see it"

You both talked a little bit more when your boss called, screaming at you.

"Sorry gotta go before i get fired ! Call me if you want sweetie !"

You gave him a cheek kiss and a little paper with your personal number on it, he stroked his cheek in awe and blushed a bit more, was that what people call "love at first sight ?"

Months later :

You were wainting in front of the family door with your boyfriend, sixty, you were quite nervous and you looked at him.

"What if they don't like me ? Is my dress too revealing?"

"No you are fine really, don't worry"

You smiled and took his hand in yours, when conan opened, he didn't said anything but eyed your dress, it was a cocktail black dress with glitter, you wore some jewelry and makeup, and black heels with it, also black and red nails accompanying your look.

"Come in, the dinner will be ready soon"

You nodded and got inside, hank was in the couch with sumo, while connor was cooking, gavin was surely outside smoking you thought.

You got near connor when sixty leaved your side to talk a bit with hank and conan.

"Need help with cooking ?"

"Huh no thanks" he was quite, dry in his talking and backed away from you, you nodded and got away, sitting on a chair in front of the tv. Conan was staring at you with his deep blue ocean eyes and you weren't at ease at all. Gavin came back and smiled at you, you smiled a bit back when connor screamed.

"Dinner is ready everyone !"

You all got around the table, the 3 humans getting classic food while the 3 androids eated thirium based food. There was an uncomfortable silence when hank started the conversation.

"So, is everything well now with work, find anything ?"

"Yes actually! I found a new work i will be starting soo-"

"Is it about showing yourself to everyone on display again ?" Conan said staring at you,hank chocked on his drink and gavin gave an elbow at conan

"What's it to you now ?" Gavin glared at him, he saw you were hurt, badly even

"N-no actually it's in a bakery, not far from the dpd and-"

"a bakery, with how you dress seriously ?" Connor said with an arched eyebrow. You had tears around your eyes and looked at your plate, not daring to touch it.

"What's your point both of you, why do you treat her like that !?" Sixty screamed, hitting the table making everyone flinch.

"We want you to understand sixty that she isn't a good choice of a partner, she flirts with everyone we saw it before she met you back at the station, and showing everything she got to everybody ? Don't you think she will cheat ?" Connor simply nodded at conan words, hank and gavin being stunned by what he said, you cried silently and got your purse before getting up.

"I-i'll be on my way, sorry for bothering"

You runned outside in the pouring rain when sixty glared at his so called brothers

"I hope you are all happy !" He got outside and started to run back at you.

Meanwhile gavin and hank started to lecture the 2 others androids.

"What did you both thought for God's sake !?" Hank screamed, looking at the white and brown haired androids, connor looked like a lost puppy, when conan looked like a training dog waiting for his next instructions. He speaked first.

"We saw many hints from y/n at work hank, she kept flirting with everyone even us, while she knows i'm gay and connor is aroace"

Hank facepalmed and groaned while gavin sighed.

"Didn't thought i'd say something like that but this is the dumbest thing you said tin man" sighed gavin

"Yeah connor i thought you were you and conan, the greatest achievement of cyberlife" hank said,scratching his beard "this is how she acts with everyone, she is just very open, she does that to me too, do you thing a chick like her would be interested in an old man like me ? Surely not, she just likes to make people at ease and giving them nicknames that's all"

"Yeah and for why she was a stripper. She didn't get to go to school like me, our father forced us in the way he like, he forced me to the army after i graduated from police school while y/n stayed at home doing the chores, i was the one helping her to read or things like that, with no diploma,  it was hard getting a job so she went in this way so she wouldn't relay on me, even if i wasn't bothered by it. She got manupilated by so many poeple that she didn't got many love in return. That's why she is very touchy with everyone,she stayed for money but also for information since many bad guys got in this "human only club" and helped us with many cases. Her boss got arrested not long ago thanks to her informations, so now she is trying to fix her life"

Both of the androids looked at the floor, LED red, now they where feeling bad..

Sixty pov :

I runned after her and took her wrist in my hand

"Y/n wait !"

She looked at me with her (e/c) eyes full of tears, she sniffled and i took her into my arms and strocked her back.

"I'm sure it was a misunderstanding,  you live far away, and by how it's pouring, it's not safe to drive either, let's get back inside, i don't want you to be sick"

She simply nodded and i kissed her before taking her hand and going back to hank's house..

Author pov :

Sixty knocked on the door and gavin opened he gave you a sympathetic look then hugged you even if you were wet, he smiled and ruffled your hair.

"They want to talk to you,but first go change sis" he kissed you on the forehead and you chuckled, sixty got in his room and gave you some spare close it was a bit big, but it was better than being all wet, you felt very comfy in those, sixty came behind you and stroked your hair with a towel

"Thank you honey, i..i'm sorry it got like that"

He took your chin in his fingers and kissed you

"Don't apologize,  they were just..ignorant..let's go in the main room"

When you both got closer to the door, you heard running steps going in the living room, you both laughed and got out, seing hank and gavin acting like nothing happened. When they saw you enter, connor and conan immediately got up from the couch, sixty joined hank and gavin and watched them make their apology.

"Look we are sorry for what happened,  we didn't know and, gavin explained what your childhood was like, so we apologize" connor explained and nines just nodded, confirming his sayings, you got closer to them and hugged them both.

"That's alright, i forgive both of you''

You smiled and they hugged back, the others joining in this weird little family group.

"See you are welcome here" sixty smiled and kissed your forehead.

[detroitdroid2038]

D:BH Characters React: Android!Reader Who’s Insecure About Their Body

(Written with plus-size in mind but you can imagine it’s any kind of unique characteristic)

Imagine your favorite android character saying…

“Don’t say such things… Your body is unique and specially designed. You aren’t any less of a person because you were designed differently than the rest of us. Someone designed you this way because they thought your features were beautiful! I want to help see your body the way I do. I want to help you love yourself.”

[connorsoddsock]

Detroit: Ground Zero | Ch. 3 (Connor x fem!reader)

Summary: You’re an aspiring psych student, ready to take on the world when life takes an unexpected, bloody turn. Flesh eaters now roam the city of Detroit in search of their next meal, an aggressive new deviant group rears its head, and you are caught right in the middle of it. Great…

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Profanity (as usual), descriptions of blood and gore, descriptions of death

A/N: Heed the warnings for this chapter, please! This story is only going to get darker, so I may only post on AO3, with only chapter teasers for Tumblr in future... we'll see!

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Chapter Three: Gone

You woke up the next day disoriented and squinting as the early morning sunlight filtered in through the windows of the Detroit Police Department. At some point in the night, the battle to stay awake became too difficult, and you’d slipped off into dreamland with your head resting on Hank’s desk. But, of course, that didn’t explain how you’d ended up lying sideways on a row of chairs lining the wall with someone’s jacket slung over your form.

It was all coming back to you now – the café, the streets, the zombies.

You sat up with a groan and rubbed the sleep from your eyes. You were quick to spot Fowler pacing in his glass office, mumbling lowly into his phone. The man looked unbelievably tired, but he still acknowledged you with a slight nod when he saw you were awake before returning to the person on the other end of the line.

 Then, there was Gavin leaning back in a chair on the opposite side of the bullpen, eyes closed with his arms crossed and his legs resting across what you assumed was probably his desk. You noticed he no longer wore his leather jacket, but it wasn’t the one currently draped over you. You eventually spotted it, thrown carelessly atop a counter cabinet in the centre of the room, still very much covered in blood.

You couldn’t see Nines anywhere, but Hank now occupied the desk you were at last night, scrolling through something on his terminal while Connor sat beside him with his eyes closed and his blue LED flickering. His jacket was missing, leaving him in a crisp white button-down that did little to hide his lean frame. You gingerly lifted the one off your torso, eyes widening when you spotted the faint blue glow of the notorious armband and logo.

You shot up a little too abruptly, legs wobbling in protest. “Ah, shit…”

“Mornin’, kid,” Hank acknowledged, his blue eyes barely leaving the terminal. “How’d you sleep?”

Connor stirred beside him, brown eyes fluttering open. He regarded you with that same small smile from last night, the one you liked a little too much.

You rubbed the back of your neck, “Surprisingly well, aside from the fact that my neck hurts like a bitch.”

“Happens to the best of us,” the lieutenant chuckled. “Feel free to help yourself with some coffee or whatever in the break room. There’re doughnuts, too, if the others haven’t eaten ‘em.”

You nodded before looking back to Connor, who, to your surprise, was still watching you. You flushed and held his jacket out to him, quietly muttering your thanks as he accepted it. His fingers gently brushed over yours, and you flinched at the contact. He seemed to notice this, for his brow furrowed slightly in question.

“I did what I could with your jacket, but I suggest a dry clean for a more effective option.” He remarked, choosing not to comment on your jumpiness. “I hung it over the door for you.”

 “Oh, thank you! You didn’t have to do that...”

“I think mine could use a wash, too, don’t you think, tin can?”

Your eyes rose to meet Gavin’s as he swung his legs down from his desk, fully awake now. The talking must have woken him.

You rolled your eyes, “What’s with that?”

“What’s with what?” He replied.

“The stupid little nickname,” you clarified. “Tin can? Really?”

“Why? You one of those android sympathisers or something?”

“I mean, it’s free not to be an asshole.”

An obnoxious laugh fell past his lips, “Wake up on the wrong side of the bed, doll?”

Connor piped up this time, “She wasn’t on a bed, Detective Reed.”

“You’d know all about that, wouldn’t you, tin can-”

“Oh, shut the fuck up, would ya?” Hank groaned, pulling back from his terminal with a frown directed at the three of you. He rubbed the bridge of his nose, “It’s way too early for this shit.”

A quick glance at your watch told you it was half-six.

Gavin’s lips curled into a shit-eating grin as his eyes fell on you again, sending you an infuriating wink. You rolled your eyes for the second time and marched off to the break room, where the other three officers were tucking into their doughnuts and coffee. They greeted you, offering you a box of sweet treats to browse through while they introduced themselves.

“I’m Officer Person,” the female officer said warmly. She gestured to the others, “These two are Officers Lewis and Wilson.”

They nodded at you, and you waved, “Hey.”

Person nudged your arm as she leaned over, a hand blocking the view of her mouth as she pretended to whisper. “I’d take the whole box if I were you. These two here are dubbed the department’s ‘doughnut kings’ – and trust me, it’s not a compliment.”

Lewis grinned sheepishly around a mouthful of food while Wilson scoffed, “Yeah, yeah. I’ll remember that the next time Fowler orders those custard-filled Krispy Kremes you like.”

You giggled into your hand as a round of bickering ensued and left them to it, so you could fumble around in the kitchen for a bit, deciding to make yourself some hot chocolate. You absently paid attention to the news segment playing on the wall-mounted TV. It was only quiet, but you didn’t need to hear to know what they were talking about. Disturbing videos of people recording the infected – this was the official term for them now – wandering around outside their homes; others were holed up in offices, fast food restaurants, and so on.

The screen transitioned to another news chopper hovering above a ritzy neighbourhood you’d travelled past many times. The well-known freelance reporter, Joss Douglas, was talking up a storm, eyes wide as he gestured to the building in the background. The cameras then zoomed into a black chopper in the distance – SWAT?

That can’t be good, you thought with apprehension.

The others were paying attention, too, now. More hovering and talking, and suddenly, there was a thunderous booming sound. The camera shook violently before the live feed cut out to a black screen, and it wasn’t long before you heard the real thing in the distance, startling you as the ground rumbled beneath your feet. Your cup slipped out of your hand, spilling hot chocolate everywhere.

The reaction was instant. Chairs in the bullpen rolled back as their owners stood, alarmed, and Captain Fowler stormed out of his office with a slam of the door against the railing. Lewis, Person and Wilson went to join him in the bullpen, and you froze, unsure of what to do. A series of hushed shouting ensued, mainly between Fowler and Hank, so you decided to stay in your temporary safe haven until they finished hashing it out.

That is until you saw Nines. The tall android was lingering in the hallway; his eyes narrowed and calculating as he watched the scene unfold before him. His stance was rigid, his arms practically pinned to his side.

Was he there the whole time?

You wondered what was going through his mind. Was he worried? Anxious? Was he itching to get out in the field and regain some semblance of control? He looked like that kind of person. Someone that liked to be in control – liked order. Of course, you knew next to nothing about deviated androids and their personalities, so you were going purely off his appearance here.

Icy eyes suddenly met yours, and you faltered, quickly moving to clean up the mess you’d made. You could feel the burn of his eyes lingering on the back of your neck as you knelt down, preying he couldn’t tell how fast your heart was racing. What was it about him that… unsettled you?

Someone called your name, “Are you all right?”

It was Connor. He was crouching beside you with a trash can for the soiled paper towels. You subtly peeked around him, somewhat relieved to find Nines had disappeared again.

“Y-yeah, just startled, that’s all. What’s going on?”

“The government has issued an official warning to evacuate central Detroit. The military has set up a quarantine zone for survivors on the city’s outskirts.”

“Shit,” your shoulders slumped at the news.

You still haven’t heard anything from your parents yet. Should you try calling again? Should you bite the bullet and head over to the hospital?

Connor was quick to notice your hesitance. “I highly recommend going to the quarantine zone,” he insisted. “It’s the safest option for you.”

“What about you?” You asked after some thought. “Where will you go?”

Your question seemed to throw him off guard, his brown eyes flitting up to yours. There was something unreadable in his expression.

“I go where Hank goes.”

Your lips twitched into a smile at his response. Their father-son dynamic was really quite adorable. Your neck craned back slightly to maintain eye contact with him as he straightened up beside you, the last of the mess finally cleaned up.

“You reckon he’ll mind if I tag along?”

He returned your smile then. “I’m sure he won’t mind.”

The two of you joined the others back out in the bullpen after Connor kindly offered to rewrap your wounded palms and make you another hot chocolate. You’d stood at the bar tables yet again as he moved around the break room with surprising fluidity, blatantly checking him out every time his back was turned. It was difficult not to when there was nothing else to focus on.

Someone else had joined the ranks, you noticed – or re-joined the ranks, that is. Chris – the officer who’d stayed behind at the café – had returned, standing beside Gavin with folded arms. He looked a little worse for wear (no different to Fowler) as he nodded along to whatever his co-worker was saying to him. You didn’t know him, but you were glad he was safe. You could only wonder what happened to the others at the café and made a mental note to ask him later.

You tuned into Fowler’s words.

“Since shit’s hit the fan, I want all of you to take what you need. Head office has bigger things to worry about than some missing equipment. If things continue the way they are, then I doubt it’ll matter anyway...” He drifted off.

“Appreciate it, Sir,” Officer Wilson said gratefully. He clapped his superior on the shoulder, “I’m sure we’ll catch up at the QZ anyway, right?”

“I’m heading straight there!” Officer Person chimed in, “I haven’t got any family to worry about here.”

You wished you could say the same. You could only hope yours had gotten the message and were on their way already.

 “Alright, folks,” Fowler continued, looking disgruntled. “Do what you need to do, and for God’s sake, stay safe out there.”

Everyone was quick to disperse after that, quietly muttering to each other as they prepared to leave. You sat quietly at Hank’s desk once again after retrieving your jacket from the restroom door. The dark blood stains were noticeable, but it would have to do for now. Depending on what way Hank was heading, perhaps you could ask to stop at your apartment building if it wasn’t overrun. You could change into better clothing, and you couldn’t leave your cats to suffer.

Hank eventually joined you with a DPD-issued duffle bag slung over his shoulder. He inclined his head towards you, “Connor says you want to come with us?”

“If you don’t mind, of course.”

He chuckled, “Heh, if you don’t mind being squished in the backseat with him, then knock yourself out!”

“He’s not sitting shotgun?” You asked, finding it odd.

“He usually does, but Nines is coming, too. He’s bigger than Connor, so I figured I’d stick him up the front. Save you from being flattened and all.”

You pursed your lips. If Hank and Connor liked him enough to let him tag along, then surely, he was alright. On the other hand, perhaps you’d judged him too quickly. He could be the sweetest guy out there for all you knew.

It wasn’t long before the two androids joined you and Hank, Nines also shouldering a large duffle bag. You followed them as they led the way to the car. It was unnervingly quiet in the station’s garage, your footsteps echoing along with theirs. Your eyes widened when Hank unlocked his car. Finally, it dawned on you why he was so amused about you being squished in the back.

He pulled his seat forward so you could climb in. Once Connor hopped in beside you, there really wasn’t much room left. He apologised not once but twice as his knee knocked into yours while he tried to adjust himself into a comfortable position. Since he was tall, he had to keep his legs apart lest they dig into the back of the driver’s seat.

You buckled up as the car started, Nines now situated in front of you. You nearly shat yourself when the speakers blared heavy metal music. Hank swore and shut it off completely.

“Fuck, I really hope none of those things are around,” he mumbled under his breath.

“I scanned the garage upon entering,” Nines declared, surprising you with his deep voice. “We are the only ones here, save for Detective Reed.”

Despite what he’d said, you couldn’t stop your eyes from searching out the window. Thankfully, you only saw Gavin hopping into the driver’s seat of a black Jeep in the distance. He was shaking his head, most likely in response to the obnoxious show he’d just witnessed from Hank.

“What way are we headed?” You asked as the lieutenant backed out.

“Why’s that?”

You hesitated. “If it’s on the way, I wanted to stop by to grab a few things and let my cats free.”

Connor asked for your address, and you told him. He addressed Hank after a few flickers of his LED. “It’s not too far from yours, Hank.”

The lieutenant looked at you in the rear-view mirror then. “We’ll check it out, then.”

You gave him a small smile in thanks, tensing as the car pulled out into the street. Your eyes immediately landed on some infected wandering around out the front of the station. Those demonic screams you’d heard last night returned as they spotted the car and began sprinting towards it. Hank put his foot down and sped off, giving them no time to catch up.

Turning in your seat, you watched them as they did the same thing to Gavin’s black Jeep as it pulled out of the garage. You winced as he ran one of them over. Whether it was unintentional or not, you were unsure. Though, if you had to guess, it was most likely the latter.

Wonder where he’s heading…

Unsurprisingly, a few other cars were zipping around without a care in the world for the stop signs and lights they were flying through. Momentum had you sliding and bumping into Connor several times as Hank swerved to avoid them, cursing and flipping the bird in the hopes they’d see it. Unfortunately, they most likely wouldn’t.

“Would you like me to drive, Lieutenant?” Nines asked finally after another swerve.

If you didn’t know any better, you’d think there was a touch of cheek in his tone.

You caught Hank rolling his eyes in the mirror, “I’ve got it, smartass.”

You held in a giggle. So, Nines was being cheeky, then.

Ten minutes later, the car was parallel parked between some dumpsters in a quiet back street that led to your apartment complex. You fished around in your pocket for your access card and unbuckled your seat belt to get out while Hank went on about ‘being sitting ducks out here’ and that ‘you had ten minutes, tops’.

You were surprised when Connor followed behind you as Nines let you out but thankful to have the company. The two androids shared a silent look, their LEDs flickering before Nines left you to it. A flash of irritation slipped across Connor’s face, but it was gone before you could get a good look.

You frowned. What was that about?

Shaking your head, you took the lead and led Connor up to the fifth floor where your apartment was. The hallways were insanely quiet. No muffled noises of TVs from behind closed doors, no shouting from that noisy neighbour a few doors down, no kids causing a racket at nine in the morning – it was nerve-wracking but expected.

A look of horror crossed your face when you noticed the door to your home was already open, a few food wrappers and clothes articles scattered across the floor leading out. It was hard to miss the splatters of blood along with it, though you couldn’t tell if it was leading in or out.

Connor immediately took the lead, gently beckoning you behind him, even as his face hardened into a dark expression. His posture was rigid as if waiting for an attack, and you just knew he was scanning the apartment when the two of you cautiously entered. He seemed to be weighing up his options as he paused in the middle of your trashed living room, his left hand reaching for something inside his jacket and then stopping as if he’d changed his mind at the last second.

Your eyes worriedly searched for any signs of your cats, but there were none. Even their food and water bowls were missing, which was alarming. Had someone taken them? Were they somewhere in the building?

You experimentally tiptoed away from Connor to try and catch a glimpse inside your kitchen, but he glared at you (a first – and hopefully the last because, damn, that sent shivers down your spine), and you halted at his silent command. There was no way he was about to let you wander off on your own, even if you knew this place like the back of your hand.

He proceeded further into your apartment, entering a small hall that housed the main bedroom, your parent’s guest suite and the bathroom. Blood scraped along the walls this time, and it was clear they led to your room. The door was ajar, and you noticed with a sinking feeling in your stomach a few clumps of grey fur on the carpet.

You froze on the spot, your breaths coming out shakier when your ears finally picked up the sounds of crunching and squelching from inside – the tell-tale signs that the infected were nearby.

Connor pushed onward, crouching slightly as he nudged the door open fully. Crouched over your beloved pets was a lone infected woman, hands bloodied as she shovelled innards in her mouth. You couldn’t hold in the gasp that escaped your mouth at the gory sight, tears welling in your eyes.

Big mistake.

Her attention snapped up to you, and there was a split second before she completely bypassed Connor and hurled herself toward you. That awful, high-pitched shriek sounded so much louder inside your small hallway, leaving your ears ringing. The air left your lungs as you were tackled to the floor, very nearly knocking your head for the second time in two days.

Connor was quick to tear her away from you, hurling her back into the bedroom with a strength humans would struggle to match. His larger frame proceeded to block the doorway, preventing the frenzied monster from reaching you as she continued to howl.

“H-holy shit!” You uttered out of pure shock.

She was completely ignoring the android in front of her, her arms reaching around him in a failed attempt to take a swipe at you.

“She doesn’t see me!” Connor quickly confirmed your thoughts, grunting as he shoved her back again and shut the door behind him, leaving you to deal with the revelation alone.

Of course, she wouldn’t. Unlike you, he wasn’t made of flesh, warm blood and bone. He was made of hard plastic, long wires, and blue blood. He wasn’t the tasty meal here. You were - the human. It was easy to forget that when Connor was so human himself.

A muffled gunshot sounded from inside the room, and you jumped, taking a cautious step toward it. “C-Connor?” You called out, voice unbelievably shaky.

The door swung open again, and Connor surged forward, wrapping his long arms around you. You heard the door click shut but couldn’t find it in you to care as hot tears finally began to roll down your cheeks. A hand gently ran through your hair while the other maintained a firm grip on your back.

After what felt like hours, he pulled back and assessed your form. You shook your head to tell him you were fine, the words unable to audibly leave your mouth. He finally straightened up, eyes and LED flickering momentarily like they had when he’d communicated silently with Nines. Were they talking again?

“Is there anything you want from your room?” He asked, deep brown eyes searching your face. He still didn’t seem convinced you were okay. “It’s better if I get it for you.”

“Just s-some clothes… if you could. T-there’s uh…” you swallowed thickly, trying to compose yourself. “There’s a backpack near the bed. Just stuff whatever you think I'll need in there."

He moved to enter the room again, but you quickly grabbed his hand, shocking the both of you. His gaze landed on you again, inquisitive this time. “And please, if their collars are in there, could you…?” You trailed off, but he seemed to understand.

Tears continued to fall even after he’d retrieved your belongings, even after he led you back outside and helped you into the car, ignoring Nines probing stare and Hank’s questions of ‘what the fuck happened’ and ‘why’d you take so long.’ They only stopped when you fell into a restless nap, head resting atop Connor’s shoulder.

You would worry about their questions later.

[urdepressedslut]

(old masterlist) updated masterlist pinned on my page

↣ = oneshot ☆ = series

💙Detroit: become human

♡ Connor (Rk800)

↣ Hidden Truth

♡ Luther (TR400)

↣ Warmth

❤️Marvel

♡ Bucky Barnes

↣ You could never hurt me

↣ I wanna be yours

↣ More than friends

↣ Protect me

☆ All I Know (Series ongoing)

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5

♡ Natasha Romanoff

↣ Crush Part 2

❤️‍🩹Resident Evil

♡ Leon Scott Kennedy

☆ Scars of Your Soul (Series ongoing)

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6

🤍Sharper

♡ Max Burnett

↣ You're mine Part 2 Part 3

💚Supernatural

[cyberllfe]

unbruised

(E, Sixty/Fem!Reader, long as fuck dude, hurt/comfort) — work in progress

When you hear the doors click, the small warning that tells you they’re opening, you pull off him in a rush and race out of the taxi as fast as you’re physically able.

You expect to feel his hands on your arm, your shoulder, your waist, but you don’t. Knowing he’s far faster, you don’t look back, even when he calls your name with a growl of irritation, telling you to wait.

Not a chance. He’s shown you his speed before; there’s no way you’re passing up the slight, inevitably temporary advantage you have, so you run.

The glass doors to the building beep open at the touch of your electronic key. It’s open in a flash and you dash inside; you hear the telltale swish of the taxi doors moving as you wrench it shut again, making sure it closes all the way.

Sixty’s running a hand through his hair as he follows, his pace almost lazy, his expression resigned, but the sharpness around his eye is aimed at you. The button of his pants is still undone, but the smirk on his face fades deliciously as the door lock clicks into place.

You know he can hack the door: the show-off flaunted that skill about five minutes after he met you, with a thinly veiled allusion to his other skills. You also know it’ll take him at least thirty seconds to break through and he hasn’t even tried yet.

The elevator is already on the ground floor, doors open, by some miracle of luck. You blow Sixty a haphazard kiss through the door and run, slamming the button for your floor with far more force than necessary.

[read on ao3]

[redskull199987]

Until I found you

Connor x female!reader Request

Word count:2.3k

Warnings:Canon typical violence, guns, angsty

Summary: You and Connor had a difficult backstory already, but what happens when he returns to the DPD all of a sudden...?

Masterlist

Requested by Igni_Hydee on Wattpad

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I woke up way too early, again. I looked outside the window. The sun hadn't even risen yet. With a grunt, I let myself fall back onto the bed. A sigh left my lips, as I tried to fall back asleep...unsuccessfully.

"Damn it", I mumbled to myself and got up to get dressed. Work didn't start yet, but it was never to early for coffee.

I walked around my room, gathering my clothes. As I was getting ready, my gaze fell onto my badge. My weapon was lying right next to it. It made me think back to the last time, I used it. It was a few weeks ago, when the android protests increased. I was glad that they managed to win back their independence. It made my job much easier, since the whole division for Deviancy became useless, which meant that my Partner Hank and me got some weeks of only light work in front of us. Much to Hank's likings, I might add. That man really needed a break, after all he went through. But to be honest, not only him.

I stopped staring at my badge and finally picked  it up, shoving it in my pocket. I grabbed my weapon and put it under my belt, hidden behind my coat. It was still chilly outside, so it was easy not to be so noticeable.

I grabbed my purse and finallly left my apartment, now on my way to the nearest coffe shop. I found it, a cupple weeks ago, when I tried to show Connor some perks of being a human.

I cursed under my breath. I thought, thaat maybe, just maybe I could be able to go for one day without thinking about him, but it seemed impossible.

I knew I shouldn't think about him again, but still, I let my mind wander to him again, as I got in line for my coffee.

Everything was going smooth, until it wasn't. Hank, Connor and I visited the Eden club today. And just like I said, it started good, but then things got out of hand. And while I ended up with a black eye from fighting the Android's, Conner was left confused, while Hank was angry. I felt like, after starting to trust Connor, this trust now started to slowly crumble again. 

So, as we visited the bridge, Hank and I used to come to, when I was still a rookie, things got even worst.

"Hank, knock it off!!", I yelled. He was pointing his gun at Connor. And oh boy, the Android didn't make it any better, provoking Hank further and further. 

"Whatever", Hank finally said and walked away. I watched as he walked back to his car and drove away.

"What was that all about!?"; I asked and turned back to Connor. The android looked at me, confused as hell.

"I am still trying to figure him out", he whispered and turned around, looking at the water.

I sighed and walked over to him, leaning against the railing.

"You need to stop provoking him, he has been through a lot. You have no idea, what a few words can do to a man!", I explained to Connor.

"Don't I?", he asked.

I chuckled and patted his shoulder:"You simply lack the experience"

"Experience?", he asked,"I am the most advanced android Cyberlife has to offer at the moment, I was built for this Job"

"I am not talking about the job, Connor.", I smiled sadly,"I mean life"

"Do you imply, that I don't know what he is going through, because I am no human?", Connor whispered, he was staring directly into my eyes. He almost seemed shocked.

"No Connor", I smiled,"For me, there is no difference between Android and human. What I mean is, that even though you are extremely skilled at your job, you don't have any life experience. You've only been activated a few months ago, your're still a child, trying to find it's place in the world."

"I have a place"; he stated blantly,"The DPD, and cyberlife"

"That's not, what I meant", I said and grabbed his hand,"I am sure you will understand soon. I will help you find your place"

I watched as Connor's LED started flickering yellow, while he inspected our interwined hands. 

"Do you really see no diference between Human and android?", Connor asked, his eyes suddenly avoiding me.

"No", I mumbled,"I don't care aout the colour of your blood, you're just as human, as I am and you deserve to be treated respectfully and not like you're objects"

I must've been mistaken, but I thought I saw his LED flash red, before he pulled my closer by my hand and softly kissed my head. I was too stunned to speak, as he leaned back.

"Thank you, Y/N, Your help means a lot to me. I hope that we can continue like this.", Connor stated.

"Of course, Connor. ", I smiled,"I am glad, we are friends"

"Friends", he repeated.

"Ma'm, your coffee is ready"

I snapped back out of my thoughts and looked at the man in front of me. I smiled at him and handed him the money before grabbing my coffee and leaving.

I slowly sipped my coffee, as I wandered around the streets. Signs of the protest's were still very visible. But we would built it up again, I was sure of it.

I made my way to the mall, looking if I could buy anything. But that dind't help. My mind was still with Connor and what happened next, after we got closer. My heart ached at the memory. After all that happened, I didn't even remember why I was so willing to get into a relationship with him. I should've known that he was only using me, that he was faking it all, to help our investgation. I still didn't know why he had to do this to me exactly, but after he became a deviant, we only saw eah other again one time and that was when we helped Hank get away from the fake Connor. 

That was the last time, I saw him. And even though, I still can't forgive him for what he did, I still hoped that he was alright, that he was alive and fine. 

"Well well, what do we have here?"

I instantly recognzed his voice and turned around:"Gavin, my lovely friend and colleague"

He smiled and I walked over to him, giving the man a welcome hug.

"Wanna go to work together?", he asked.

I smiled:"Sure thing"

We started to make our way to the police departement, indulging in a light conversation while we were walking. As we finally reached our destination, I said my goodbyes to Gavin and made my way over to my desk. Hank wasn't here yet, as usual. I sat down and got ready for paperwork, as I heard an all too familiar voice.

I peaked over my PC and I couldn't believe my eyes. Right there, talking to the comissioner, was none other that Connor himself.

"You've gotta be kidding me", I mumbled to myself and slumbed back down in my chair, hiding behind my monitor. He was right there, walking around, like nothing ever happened. Like he never betrayed me.

"It wil be nice to have you back, Connor. We can really use all the help we can get.", I heard the Commissioner say.

"Every help, my ass.", I mumbled to myself, as I got up. I wasn't planning on talking to Connor today or even encountering him again, so I made my way over to Gavin.

"Already missing me?", He grinned, as he saw me walking over to his desk. 

I smiled at him:"Always. Do you mind getting a coffee with me?Outside?"

Gavin looked at me, a confused expresssion on his face, but then his eyes wandered around my head and he nodded.

"Don't worry, I'll keep the tin can away from you.", he smiled and held out his arm for me.

I gently interwined my arm with his and smiled:"Thank you."

Together, we made our way out of the Police Station. Unbeknownst to the both of us,Connor had been watching us the entire time, analysing every single action of both, Gavin and me. He excused himself from his talk with the Commissioner and silently followed the two of us.

"What exactly happened between you two, if I may ask?", Gavin mumbled, as he sipped his coffee. 

"It's a long story", I answered, looking down, too ashamed of what happened between Connor and me,"But what you must know is, that I thought his feelings were real, but apparantly he was just faking it alll to help our stupid investigation."

"Oh",Gavin mouthed,"That plastic prick"

"Yeah", I sniffled,"I guess, it doesn't matter what the colour of your blood is, you can be an asshole anyways"

"I am truly sorry for what happended to you, Y/N", Gavin stated and stopped walking. He put both his hands on top of my shoulders,"And honestly, if he was only using you, he didn't deserve you anyway, you deserve better!"

I chuckled at his words:"That's what I keep telling myself, but I guess it's just all lies to make up for the fact, that I still have feelings for him"

"You do!?"

Gavin and I turned around in surprise, as I heard the voice of the man I least wanted to see right now.

"Have you been following us?!", Gavin barked,"For how long, you freak!?"

He was about to charge at Connor, but I stopped him:"Don't!"

Gavin hesitated for a second, but finally stepped back.

"Can we talk?", Connor asked.

"You plastic prick...", Gavin mumbled again. He was ready to beat the shit out of Connor, but I stopped him again. 

"You will talk", I whispered and looked at Connor,"I will listen and then we'll see if I have something to say to you"

"Thank you", Connor mumbled. He looked at me for a second, before sheepishly glancing at Gavin.

"I think, we'll be alright here, Gavin", I said to him. He looked at me and his features softened, his face was now full of concern.

"Are you sure?", he asked. I nodded:"I will be alright"

He only nodded at me before making his way back to the Police Station. But not before bumping into Connor's shoulder while walking past him. 

I looked after him, before turning towards Connor:"So, what do you have to say?"

He gulped heavily.

"Do you wanna walk a bit?", he asked first. I only nodded and we started walking.

"I don't really know how to start", Connor mumbled.

"Just...tell me how you feel", I said.

"I feel...pain, regret, hatred for what I did to you.", he mumbled. I didn't say anything and motioned for him to continue.

"After we...parted, I felt so lost. Like a part of myself had left with you. I didn't know what it was at first. But then, I went to Jericho and I became a deviant and only then I truly understood what I felt."

"What did you feel, Connor?", I asked quietly.

"I was lost within the darkness, but then I found you", he mumbled, cloing his eyes. I hesitated for a second, before grabbing his hand. He slowly opened his eyes.

"The only thing I need in this world, Y/N, it's you. I didn't realize it sooner, because I... lacked the experience, life experience.", Connor said.I chuckled at his reference. I felt him pull me closer by my hands. 

"But now I know, that everything I feel, the reason I became a deviant, it is because of you. Because I found you and I realized that I would never fall unless it's you I fall into"

"I believe you", I whispered,"But what you did Connor. It's gonna take time to heal"

He only nodded:"I realize that I made mistakes, that I cannot repair, I can only try to make up for them."

"You can indeed do that", I mouthed and looked up. He was only inches away from me.

"Connor?", I asked sheepishly.

"Yes?"

"How about you start with kissing me?", I mumbled.

I watched as a smile formed on his lips, before he leaned down, connectiong our lips. It felt just like I rememberd it, but it was still different. It felt more...human. I didn't sense the coldness of his lips or his friging fingers on my hips, all I could feel were his emotions. Love, Hunger...Devotion, but also pain and regret. It was something I had never felt before.

"You still matter to me", Connor breathed against my lips, "Very much"

"Thank you, Connor", I smiled,"For not giving up on us"

"I see, you two are talking again"

We turned around, as I heard the voice of none other then Lieutenant Hank Anderson himself.

"Hy Hank", I mumbled and greeted the old man with a smile.

"Lieutenant", Connor said.

Hank smiled and put a hand on each of our shoulders,"It's good you two are talking again, because we have been teamed up again."

I looked at him perplexed:"But we don't need a devision for deviancy anymore"

"No", Hank answered,"But murderers still very much exist, so let's get to work"

"Yes Lieutenant", Connor said.

"Still the obedient little machine, huh Connor?", Hank teased.

"I-", Connor stuttered.

"I'm just messing with you, son", Hank chuckled,"it's nice to have you back"

Connor smiled and looked down at me:"Nice to be back, Sir."

"So,", I smiled,"Let's get to work"

"Listen to the lady", Hank said and together, we made our way back to the Police Station. I guess, in the end, it wasn't too bad to meet Connor again, even though Gavin would beg to differ.

[iceman-kazansky]

Detroit: Become Human Masterlist

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RK800 Connor

Coffee Can't Keep you Awake Forever

[majesty-madness]

Commissions?!

So I know that this is way out of the blue, but this is something that I've been wanting to try for a long time. I figured it might be time to take some big steps for the future, and this is what came to mind. This would also help me out financially since I recently moved into a new place. 

Anyway, I’ll try to be as thorough as I can without boring you. And of course, if you have any questions please message me. 

To start with, I’ll still be writing my own personal stories but it may be in between commissions or after a determined commission period depending on how many commissions I get.

Then there’s the kind of services I provide. How I’ve broken it down is I write fanfics and original stories, this includes: blurbs, drabbles, and one-shots. That applies to original stories as well, however if you are wanting a series that will have to be something that you and I discuss to see if it’s plausible for me. 

Also, I not only write stories but I can offer some editing services as well. Take a look at the services down below, it’s explained more in depth there. 

Next, how I will take commissions and how they’ll be paid for. When it comes to asking for a story, It's pretty simple; private message me and we can talk about what it is you are looking for. On the pay side, I’ll be doing this through paypal. Now I’ll be honest, I had a bit of a hard time using paypal but I think it’s all set up. I’ll provide a link to it to my paypal and it’ll take you to a page where you can enter the amount of a commission, write what kind of commission you want, and it’ll send it along (again I’m not use to paypal, so let me know if there are any problems).

💮Commission Rates for Writing:

100 - 900+ words: $5

1000 - 1500 words: $10

1501 - 2000 words: $15

2001 - 2500 words: $20

2501 - 3000 words: $25

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And etc.

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💮Services:

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What fandoms I write for:  My Hero Academia Demon Slayer Naruto Haikyu! Spy x Family Jujutsu Kaisen Attack on Titan The Yakuza Guide to Babysitting Noragami 91 Days One Punch Man Detroit Become Human Red Dead Redemption II Marvel (mostly Bucky Barnes) PS4 Spider-Man COD: Modern Warfare II (I'm jumping on board with this now) Hogwarts Legacy Trigun

Original Ideas

EDITING

Test read - $5

Basically what it sounds like, I’ll read your writing and give some feedback on how I felt when reading it, what I liked, what didn’t make sense, and stuff of that nature as well as some spelling and possible grammatical errors.

Light editing - $10

This is where I’d give some basic ideas of what could be improved or anything that feels out of pace with the rest of the piece, etc. +grammatical / spelling

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This is where I’d convert your story into a pdf (if I can), and write my notes on the margins then send it back to you  after a thorough re-read.

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I have taken art classes at a private college, and I think I could use what I learned here. I’m still a practicing artist, so I’ll offer the best that I can with my current abilities. So for critiques, I will give feedback on your art ranging from composition to color theory. You can submit illustrations, comic books or pages, videos (tutorials, how to’s, etc.), and anything that you feel like could use critiquing. And if you’re not sure, just ask!

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Scat

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If you are not sure or are confused by the information above, do not hesitate to ask. I will try to explain it more thoroughly. Overall, I want this to be a pleasant experience for you if you are interested in any of the services I’ve provided.

So I don’t forget, if you don’t want to commission me consider reblogging this post. It would be much appreciated! 

Lastly, please understand that you do not have to commission me. I’m taking commissions to learn to make a living as an artist / writer. Since I was young, I’ve always wanted to make a living off of the things I loved to do and this is a step towards that. Any amount you are willing to give helps! And I figured if I could help some people out with the skills I’ve accumulated over the years then it’ll be worth it.

I want to thank you for taking the time to read through this all, and any of you who have supported me. I am truly grateful! 

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[chin-chilla-7]

I just got finished with a spy x family episode and this came up! What about DBH boys (Connor, Simon, Markus) With a female reader who is just like Yor Forger!

She’s very sweet looking, and nobody would suspect she packs quite a mean punch when protecting someone or herself, and unusually strong!

Hey anon! So sorry about the wait on this. I'll be honest part of it is due to me not knowing anything about spy x family, so I will just be going off the little description you've given in this ask! And it certainly won't stop me from trying.

Each Connor, Simon, and Markus would initially find the reader quite unassuming. To say they underestimate her is not exactly accurate, but they certainly don't expect the strength and punch she packs.

Connor witnessed it during a case. He's in the process of analyzing some evidence at a crime scene when he hears a disturbance. It was an argument, from what he could tell, between you and someone else trying to tamper with the crime scene or simply initiating some aggression because, like Connor, they misjudge exactly how strong you could be. At the sound of raised voices - yours being one of them - Connor is quick to make his way over to the disturbance, intending to intervene if necessary. Though, it quickly becomes apparent that it isn't necessary.

You've knocked the aggressor clean on their ass. One punch to the face was enough to send them falling backwards right on their ass. You probably even broke their nose. Connor, he's... well, to be honest, he's a little surprised. You aren't often in situations such as this one. And while you do work for the DPD, it's not often he sees you demonstrate exactly why you were hired in the first place.

Even though you punched someone to the point of a concussion, Connor can't help but still make sure you're okay. Physically, mentally, whatever, he wants to make sure the encounter didn't shake you up too bad. Even if you've assured you're fine and that he doesn't need to check you over, he's still doing a scan, just to be sure.

This is something he certainly does not forget about you. And while he still worries, given the fact that your appearance is deceiving compared to your actual ability, he's a little more at ease to know that you can hold your own when you need to. He's aware that people will go for those who seem weaker, and while he knows you aren't weak, at a glance, people are quick to think otherwise about you.

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Simon, while not a coward, does prefer to take the pacifist route at any given opportunity. You're someone who's the same, unless you have absolutely no choice. And that was the case here. You were with Simon, just the two of you. You had excused yourself to the bathroom, and on your way back, you see that someone had approached Simon, and you noticed that Simon was less than comfortable about the interaction. It wasn't until you were a few steps away that you could hear exactly what was going on.

It was some anti-android guy going off - he must have recognized Simon someone. Which, come on, he's not the only PL600 to exist. Whatever, it didn't matter. What mattered was this guy was going off on Simon, and while Simon was trying to defuse the situation, he wasn't getting anywhere successful. Simon was trying to talk the other down, but the guy seemed pissed, which started to piss you off. It didn't help that the guy suddenly grabbed Simon - that's when you knew you had to step in.

"Hey!" Was all you said, which seemed to startle the guy long enough for you to grab his shoulder, turning him so you could swiftly punch him in the gut. He quickly doubled over, falingl to the ground, and Simon stumbled back, staring at the scene in shock. His mouth was agape as he looked between you and the guy, now groaning on the ground. There was even a slight tint of blue on Simon's face at the sight, which you may have noticed if you weren't still upset with the interaction.

"Whoa... I didn't know you had that in you..." Simon said, nearly stepping towards the guy to help him. But he stopped himself, mainly because you held your hand out to stop him.

"There's a lot you don't know about me," you responded, looking over to him and managing a smile. Despite the circumstances, it was cute to see the way Simon reacted to this.

"What, so we just... leave him?"

"Well, he was a prick, soo..."

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Markus was often used to being the protector. And with you, it was a no brainer that you were someone he felt drawn to protect. And it was cute, and you never had a problem with it. But sometimes even the protector needs a little helping hand. Especially when you've got no problem fighting your own battles.

Being the leader of the android revolution meant that Markus got a lot of attention. And being a close friend of the leader of the android revolution meant you got a lot of attention as well. Both good and bad. This was an instance of the bad. Some name calling, some yelling, asking how you could ever support something like this when all the androids do is take and take and blah blah blah.

Really, you weren't listening. You had grown used to it at this point, it was something you could easily tune out.

Though, it was clear that the people nagging you were not a fan of being ignored. Markus was only a little ways ahead of you, but it was still enough of a distance that he couldn't stop the way they grabbed you to look at them. A small struggle ensued, which caught Markus' attention. He was quick to rush over to you, pulling off one of the two attacking you, but it seemed you had the rest of it under control.

A quick knee between the legs was enough to throw them off their balance, then an elbow to the chest knocked the wind out of them long enough for you to get away. As you escaped their grasp, you kept yourself ready, knees bent, arms up, ready for anything more they had to throw your way. Of course, the kerfuffle was enough to get the attention from onlookers, and the attackers found it best to avoid further humiliation.

With them submitting to defeat, Markus looked to you, first making sure you were okay. Once that was settled, he found himself looking at you with an impressed smile. "Maybe you should be the one protecting me," he joked.

"Maybe," You said, relaxing now that you weren't in danger anymore. "At least I'd know you'd be safer."

"Hey, what's that supposed to mean?"

"Nothing."

[rosemary-morgan]

Connor(RK800) X F.Reader - Safe heaven (Part 3)

(Pictures are not mine! Found on Pinterest/Google - Collage made by myself. OC Steven belongs to me.)  

Many thanks to @fangirl-ramblings 🖤 she has been beta reading for me 🌹  

Summary: Y/N and Connor are finally getting closer. But Connor still has some doubts...

Trigger warning! Y/N is still traumatized

Some fluff and sexy time in this chapter 🖤

👉 Read Part 1 / Part 2  / Part 4

Connor(RK800) X F.Reader - Safe heaven (Part 3)  

Time passed. Days turned into weeks and yet Y/N could not come through the pain and trauma. She tried to forget everything that had happened in the last two years. Deep inside she knew that this was the wrong way, but thinking about her life with Steven made her uncomfortable and anxious. She dreamed of him every night, was afraid of the dark, and being alone was a torture for her. Hank had offered her to stay with him as long as she wanted, as he had seen that she needed help and to leave her alone in her present condition would be more than inappropriate. Connor looked after her very often, actually every day. And Sumo was always by her side, which gave Y/N a lot of comfort. Y/N had not entered her apartment since that terrible night. Connor and Hank had gotten her clothes and valuables for her because she hadn't been able to. Anything in that apartment would have reminded her of Steven and she tried to avoid that as much as possible.

Connor and Hank had already approached her about getting professional help to deal with her experience, but the young woman had not been ready yet. She felt so scattered, lost, and yet, fighting the feeling of helplessness. She tried to distract herself with different things to get other thoughts. Reading books, listening to music, watching movies and mostly she did these things together with Connor. When he was with her, she felt safe. How many times had they sat on Hank's couch and watched movies together? Whereas she had always fallen asleep in the middle of the movie: wrapped warmly in a blanket, her head on Connor's lap, or against his chest, while he held her tightly in his arms. And so it was that night. Her head resting on his lap, the blanket wrapped tightly around her, while Connor thoroughly enjoyed having her with him. He was more interested in her than in the movie. Having her with him was the most wonderful feeling for him, because it made him happy. So did the fact that Y/N could finally live a normal life. In the last few weeks, Connor became more and more aware that he felt more for Y/N than just friendship. It was a deep connection he felt with her. She made him feel alive and in his eyes, she was the most beautiful and perfect being there was, but Connor would never dare to get too close to her. He would never make the mistakes that Steven had made with her. His respect and love for her was too great. "Connor?" Her soft voice snapped him out of his thoughts. "Huh?" "You still awake?" she murmured as she glanced at the screen in front of her, barely aware of the movie as she was about to fall asleep herself. Connor smirked in amusement, as she had probably forgotten that he was an android and didn't need sleep. "Yes, Y/N," he whispered, giving her a warm look. "Oh. Of course. Sorry, Connor..." Y/N was very tired and yet, she didn't want to get up, because when she slept with Connor, she wasn't haunted by nightmares. "Wouldn't you rather sleep in bed, Y/N?" asked Connor softly, stroking her hair gently. But the young woman quietly declined his suggestion, pulling the blanket even tighter against her as she did so, and she heard Connor laugh softly. "You can lie down next to me if you want, Connor." Because that would be much cozier, plus she loved the feeling of being able to lie in his arms. She sat up for a moment before Connor lay down completely, waiting for Y/N to join him. She looked into his brown eyes as she did so and put the blanket around the android as well, snuggling close to his body. Her warmth spilled over onto him and he felt, as he had so often lately, how this made his heart beat faster. Connor could feel the thirium in his body circulating faster. "Good night, Connor." "Night, Y/N..." Just then the young woman closed her eyes and buried her face against his neck as he gently pressed a kiss to her forehead...

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More weeks passed and Summer approached; the temperatures climbed and accordingly the days were beautiful, sunny and flawless. Connor and Y/N spent every free minute together and you could see that Y/N was getting happier. She went to therapy once a week to talk about all the things that were bothering her. Besides, the time with Connor was very special for her. Meanwhile, the young woman had found an apartment. The move was almost done, but there were still a few things to take care of. "You know, Connor, I'd like to get out of Detroit," she said as she looked up at the sky and watched the clouds. Connor lay next to her on the spread out picnic blanket and did the same. The two of them had already spent all morning in this park and Y/N was enjoying the small but very pretty park. "So where do you want to go?" "I'd like to go somewhere where everything is green. Big fields of flowers, a nice river to go swimming in. Get out of the city, to find inner peace," she whispered, turning her head to him. The sight of her pretty face  made the android smile. "That sounds nice, Y/N." "Would you like to join me?" Her genuine smile showed him that she was serious. She must have really set her mind on this goal. "Me?" "Yes!" She took the opportunity to lay half on top of him. Her chin resting on his chest, her eyes peering into his, her arms supporting her head, while her legs tangled with one another, Connor's arms quickly wrapping around her. "What do you say?" She smiled brightly, and Connor gave her a warm look. "It's good to see you smiling, Y/N. You're really lovely... even more beautiful than you already are." At his words, the young woman blushed softly. Connor was an incredibly loving man. She stopped seeing him as just a machine a long time ago, for his whole manner only testified to the fact that he was better than some other men. "Thank you, Connor. You're very beautiful, too." And how he was. Just his prominent jaw, his fawn eyes, that dark hair and his skin was flawless, with a few small moles here and there. "Especially here," she whispered as she placed her hand on his chest. There, where his heart beat. His LED began to glow a bright yellow, processing her words, and it took a brief moment before he began to smile. Oh, how Connor did want to kiss her now. He'd seen a lot of people kiss each other, and in the past, he'd never understood the significance of two people giving each other that kind of tenderness. But the more time he spent with Y/N, the more he understood and also greater his need to share tenderness with her. "Y/N? I..." He wanted to tell her how much he wanted to kiss her. But those words stuck in his throat, not daring to say them out loud. Connor was almost afraid of her reaction. How would she react to that? The last thing he wanted was to force himself on her. "Yes, Connor?" She looked at him curiously, but ultimately Connor dismissed his desire to speak aloud. "I... would love to go with you. To the lake, to the nature..." Maybe it wasn't the right time yet to confess his feelings to her. But was there any right time for it? When Y/N looked intensely into his eyes, he felt some breath catch in his throat. Oh, it was really hard not to kiss her at the moment. Her pretty eyes, the long lashes that cast shadows on her rosy cheeks.... And by God, those sensual lips. Deep inside, Connor sighed in despair, and the fact that she was half on top of him seemed to make it worse! His body reacted instantly and Connor was ashamed of it. Y/N didn't even realize the awkward position she was putting him in. "Um, Y/N? Would you mind getting off of me? This is just getting... very uncomfortable for me." "Oh... Of course, Connor!" She blushed as she slowly moved away from him. She hadn't wanted him to feel uncomfortable, and she instantly apologized for it. But the android only smiled sheepishly. "No, no. I... it was nice, but... well. I-I..." By God! What was he saying? The android turned his face away from her, his LED glowed yellow, and he fell silent. Y/N smiled, understanding as she caught a glimpse of his groin. There was a bulge visible, but fortunately his trousers were dark so it shouldn't be very noticeable. "Oh," she was whispering, "Connor, it's all right. I... come on, let's go. Looks like rain clouds are coming in..." The android just nodded gently, still not looking at the young woman. When the android was ready to leave, the young woman folded up the blanket and walked home with Connor.

All the way Connor didn't dare to look at the young woman, but this silence was almost unbearable. Y/N wondered what was going on in his mind. It was a natural reaction to her body and he didn't need to be ashamed of that. "Connor?" Her sweet voice snapped him out of his thoughts and he looked at her with his deer brown eyes. Her smile reassured him, because by the look of it, she probably wasn't mad at him. They stopped at Hank's house as she fumbled for her keys in her handbag. "Look, I'm not mad. It's all good, Connor. Okay?" Besides, the young woman would be lying if she said she wasn't attracted to Connor. That he had reacted to her that way still shocked her inside. She had never thought that an android could develop such intimate feelings. But if she reflected more exactly, he had proven often that he cared for her very much. She carefully reached for his hand and intertwined her fingers with his, bringing him to a stop. The android turned to her, looking down at her, suddenly seeming so unsure, so lost. "Connor... I want you to know that I feel very comfortable with you. I like being around you, feeling safe with you." Hearing those words, he squeezed her hand and he carefully leaned in until his forehead touched hers. "Y/N..." Maybe now he could find the courage to ask for a kiss. He swallowed audibly, moistening his lips with his tongue. "May I kiss you, Y/N?" "Yes," she replied softly, and the moment Connor gently touched her lips with his, she closed her eyes. Her lips tingled as his kiss was like that of a butterfly. Tender and careful. She could hear him sigh. Full of contentment and the more he relaxed, the more intense the kiss became and Y/N wrapped her arms around his neck, giving herself completely to the kiss. They lost themselves in the kiss, were in their own world. Connor felt her tongue trying to carefully make its way into his mouth and he momentarily opened his lips, letting her have her way. A deep purr escaped his throat, it just felt too good what they were doing. He'd never done this before, and he was enjoying every second until Y/N pulled back from the kiss. Unlike Connor, after such a long and intimate kiss, she needed some air. Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes shimmered and her smile revealed to him how much she had enjoyed the kiss with him. Connor followed her silently after Y/N reached for his hand and took him into Hank's house. The young woman's heart was beating like crazy as she felt so happy at the moment. Connor always managed to fill her with happiness and she knew she never wanted to miss him. It might sound crazy, but maybe he was the man she had always longed for. "Make yourself comfortable Connor. I'm going to take a quick shower. In the meantime, you can go ahead and pick out a movie." The android nodded with a gentle smile. "Sure. You want some popcorn? Or potato chips?" "Oh, I'm really in the mood for chips right now!" He was about to walk into the kitchen when Y/N grabbed his wrist and pulled him in for a gentle kiss. Instantly, Connor wrapped his arms around her waist as he lost himself in their kiss. "See you in a minute, Connor." And there she disappeared, leaving the android with his heart pounding wildly. God, his body was responding to her again. He looked down at himself, wondering how many times this would happen to him tonight.

While Connor was getting everything ready for a cozy movie night, Y/N was in the shower. She thought about the time she spent with Connor. They were barely apart, had a lot of laughs together and she felt comfortable with him. And she couldn't get the kiss out of her mind. A thousand butterflies raged in her stomach and she couldn't help but grin the whole time. She still perceived his scent. The fresh scent of cotton, mixed with the gentle touch of aftershave. She liked it a lot on him and at the thought of spending the evening with him, she felt that it excited her a lot. She bit her lower lip gently as she pressed her thighs together while it tingled between her legs. She couldn't imagine anything more beautiful than exchanging caresses with him. The young woman touched herself, running her fingers between her labia, feeling herself getting wet already at the thought of Connor. "Connor..." She purred softly as she closed her eyes, imagining he was in the shower with her. But she quickly remembered that she was staying at Hank's place and he could return at any moment. Not to think how embarrassed she would be if Hank caught her and Connor sharing initimate caresses. Connor had similar thoughts. Only he was worried about something else. The fact that he didn't know the whole truth about Y/N's torture of Steven.

He was really racking his brain about it. So much so, that he blanked out everything around him at the moment. Silently, he sighed as he opened the potato chip bag and poured the contents into a bowl. Connor suffered in silence, for the whole story had not left him cold. If only he had seen the signs sooner! He could have prevented so much! Y/N was a very strong woman, but she had also often cried in his arms. At night, when she had thought that no one had noticed her and she had felt alone, he had been with her. Had given her the support and warmth she had needed. And it had broken his heart to hold her in his arms. Until today, she hadn't said another word about that night when Steven was arrested, and Connor had accepted it. He had just held her, for she had the right to deal with her pain in her own way. But now it almost killed him inside not to know what else this bastard had done to her. He sighed deeply and closed his eyes, swallowing the burning sting in his throat, when her sweet voice suddenly snapped him out of his thoughts. He startled slightly. "Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you." But Connor just smiled, trying to get to other thoughts, to enjoy this evening together with her. Y/N was already wearing her light blue shorts and white tank top. Her hair was still damp and fell in wild curls over her shoulders. She looked simply adorable and Connor could hardly take his eyes off her. "No. You didn't! It's all good, Y/N." He handed her the bowl of munchies and Y/N was already looking forward to the cozy movie night with the android. "Have you picked out a movie, Connor?" But the android shook his head. "No. You pick one, Y/N." "Okay, Connor. How about an adventure movie? Or Fantasy?" The two walked over to the couch, where Y/N made herself comfortable, the bowl of chips pressed against her. Of course, the chips didn't go unnoticed and Sumo joined the party. "Ah, ah, Sumo! They're too salty for you!" But Sumo just licked his lips and looked at the young woman with his big eyes, literally begging her to have some. But the young woman just shook her head, because salt was certainly not good for dogs. "Forget it Sumo." The San Bernardine just grumbled and went back to his spot, where he made himself comfortable. Y/N laughed softly before reaching for the remote and searching for a suitable movie. "Okay, Connor. Let's see," The android really didn't know what movie they should watch, so he searched his database and within seconds, was given countless suggestions of the most popular movies. He reduced them to three titles. "How about The Lord of the Rings? The Fellowship of the Ring?" "Oh, yes! That sounds very good! I'm sure you'll like that one, Connor!" It was going to be a long movie night, but Y/N was on vacation, so she could go to bed late, and Connor didn't need any sleep anyway. LOTR was one of her all-time favorite movies and it had been a long time since she had last seen it.

Time passed. After two hours, Y/N felt herself getting very tired and she was already lying on the couch with Connor. He was behind her, hold her tightly in his arms and she felt like she was in a cocoon; warm and sheltered. She had her fingers intertwined with his and Connor was dying inside because the bulge in his pants was getting bigger and he couldn't turn it off either. Probably the young woman hadn't even noticed, for which he was very grateful. It had already been very uncomfortable for him this afternoon, but her exposed neck was far too tempting to be ignored. Carefully, his fingers slid over her delicate skin and the young woman instantly closed her eyes, sighing contentedly, just waiting for Connor to kiss her. And the next moment she felt his soft lips on her skin. Quickly, the movie was forgotten as Connor snuggled closer against her ass. Connor gasped, growled deeply the next moment and his kisses became more intense. Y/N suddenly felt hot, her knees softened and she felt the seductive tingling between her legs. Everything about Connor aroused her. His voice, his touches and kisses, his appearance. Everything! The young woman stretched devotedly, moaning softly as his kisses moved from her neck to her left shoulder blade. God, she was especially sensitive at this point, and Connor was quick to notice. "Connor..." She bit her lower lip in pleasure, feeling her arousal rise from his kisses. "Y/N..." His hand traveled up her bare thigh, squeezing gently but firmly. Y/N turned her face to him so she could look at him. Her beautiful eyes sought his gaze. "Kiss me, Connor..." The android didn't let himself be asked a second time and a passionate kiss broke out in an instant. Connor brought the young woman over him so that she was lying on top of him and he gave himself completely to her. His arms were wrapped around her waist while she lay on top of him and explored his mouth with her hot tongue. It was incredible how real he felt. His kisses were not different from a real person though, and his skin was even softer. But still in the exchange of their caresses, Connor thought of Steven and he carefully released the kiss, seeking her gaze. "Y/N... wait..." "Huh?" Somewhat confused, the young woman furrowed her brow. Connor sighed softly, not knowing how to quite begin. But he just had to talk about that damn night three months ago now! "Is something wrong, Connor?" She worried, she'd forced herself on him, and now when he saw her like this, with her big, pretty eyes, her look slightly worried, he'd like to kiss her to senselessness. "..." He paused, wondering inwardly if he should really destroy this most romantic mood now. And he would, if he mentioned  Steven. The android moistened his lips with his tongue before sighing again and looking up at the ceiling first. "If... Hank sees us here... that would be very embarrassing..." The young woman sighed softly, but in the end he was right. That the real reason was quite different, she didn't know. The fact was that Connor was terribly afraid of hurting her unintentionally. "Besides..." Gently, he put his hand to her cheek, smiling warmly at her as his thumb slid over her skin. "Not on his couch. At Hank's house." It was supposed to be romantic. In a bed, with the lights dimmed and just the two of them. Without the danger of getting caught. "You're right, Connor." She stole a gentle kiss from him anyway, and he returned it with relish. "Come here, sweetheart," he whispered as he pulled her head to his chest and wrapped his arms around her. The android's eyes wandered towards the ceiling and he closed his eyes in torment, just couldn't bring himself to remind her of that night. Not now, when she was doing so well and could laugh again. Still, Connor knew he couldn't keep quiet about it forever. He desired Y/N too much.

Next chapter coming soon...

[fluffykiddosstuff]

Connor X Android reader (new updates, part 1)

"ln600 please register your name"

"y/n"

"my name is y/n"

Those were the first lines of your existence, but many things changed since then, the pacific revolution was a success and now androids were seen as living beings and slowly had their rights just like humans, thanks to Markus. Your owner wasn't an abusive person quite the opposite, but he died of cancer 3 years after purchasing you to take care of him since his illness made him weaker every days. But the day his sister tried to dump you in a dumpster you lost it, your lovely owner was dead and his sister thoughts that she could get rid of you like some sort of old can?

It wasn't fair.

You escaped without harming anyone, it wasn't your goal to hurt someone, you just wanted to be free. You met an another android who interfaced with you to share the way to Jericho, a place where every android could be what they wanted the most. The poor guy didn't make it to Jericho and shut down halfway through it, you covered his body muttering a quiet "I'm sorry and thanks.." before continuing your path. When you found Jericho you got welcomed by Markus himself and took part into the uprising, not everything went well.. There was many loss but you won, and now life was more peaceful. The androids had homes of their owns, families, friends, just like humans do. Cyberlife wasn't creating androids anymore without Markus position, we need to keep our people alive but it must be controlled by androids and not humans anymore. What they did daily tho is upgrades for androids who want to "blend in more", like giving them the ability to Smell everything they were surrounded by or having genitals so they could do some things with their android/humans partner etc..you were in the main cyberlife hall to get your bio-components checked, like a medical check for humans, as you were walking, you bumped into someone and fell on the floor.

- oh gosh I'm so sorry, here let me help you

You saw a hand getting close to you and you took it to stand up, you looked at the person and your eyes widened when you saw...

- Connor !

You didn't knew Connor for long, you met him when he deviated in jericho's ship and when he was on stage with Markus after freeing many androids from the cyberlife tower, you both talked for a bit after the ship was attacked and you told him it was not his fault, that he was alive juste like you. And when you are alive errors happens

- y/n, glad to see you are doing well, he smiled, your hands still holding each other

You got off of his hand and laughed a bit.

- same about you! What are you doing here?

- I had a meeting with Markus for some business, what about you?

- just a daily basis check

You both talked for a bit, as time flew by you could sense warm getting to your cheeks, also a new feature frome cyberlife, androids could blush

- it was nice talking to you but I better go now

- yeah but.. Perhaps, are you free after your appointment?

You nodded, you were curious at were he was getting at

- could we go eat something together perhaps? I'll pay

You saw him blushing a bit too, a little tint of blue forming on his synthetic skin

- yes of course, wait for me then

He nodded and sat on a chair, now you were so damn excited to finish this check so you could meet up with connor

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