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envy-of-the-apple · 2 years

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Idk maybe a yandere Connor "retires" by becoming a security/guard? Or maybe you're his new neighbor and he gets super attached

I see your security guard connor and i raise you bodyguard connor????? i don’t like the way this ended but im gonna kick this out before i spent like three years on a 500 word piece

non deviant connor but he’s slowly becoming deviant

(Yandere, obsession, manipulation, creepy connor, implied non con)

You wouldn’t really count yourself important. You were just lucky. Not everyone could say they were a child to some big head of Cyberlife. It gave you a lot of perks, as well as a lot of headaches, especially when your parent decided you were too unguarded.

At least, you think that’s how the RK800 prototype found his way into your home.

Connor, if you wanted to use his human name. He was a nice guy. Harmless. Mainly, he milled about your house, occasionally accompanying you on shopping trips whenever you obliged.

He was nice, as nice as an emotionless android could be.

You just wished he’d stop being so diligent.

“You’re 49 minutes tardy from your approximated arrival time.”

You resist the urge to sigh, knowing he’ll probably use whatever sensors he had to analyze it.

“Yeah, you’re probably right.” You say, as you take off your shoes, still not looking at him.

Footsteps approach you, and you huff when Connor leans down, effortlessly taking your heels and neatly placing them next to the rest of your footwear.

“You don’t have to do that,” You remind him, moving towards the kitchen.

“You aren’t a household android.”

“Your shoes are slightly damaged,” You can hear him say behind you, “They weren’t like that before.”

“Oh,” You purposely tried to make yourself looking busy with a cabinet, “I went off the road for a bit.”

He’s in front of you, and this time, you can’t avoid his eyes, scanning you.

Fuck.

“Elevated heartbeat, enlarged pupils.” He grabs your forearm. “Lingering signs of oxytocin.”

His eyes narrow.

“You had sex with someone.”

The bluntness of his words make you advert your eyes. You wring your hand out of his grasp.

“Could-Could you not say it like that?” You sigh, annoyance creeping into your voice, “Also, you don’t have to point it out like that. It’s social etiquette to not mention one night stands.”

Still, your face feels hot, and you hope he doesn’t notice your flustered appearance. He does anyway. What kind of prototype would he be if he hadn’t.

“Who?” He suddenly demands.

“Excuse me?” Your whirl around to face him.

The android, of course, not understanding your words as a dare, repeats himself.

“Who was it?”

“I-okay.” You took a deep breath, trying to calm down. “I’m not answering that.”

“You have to,” He insists, “I need to know who you’ve mingled with.”

“Why?” You scowl, “It was no one important. Fucking drop it already.”

“It’s very important,” Connor’s saying, “You could have been put in danger.”

“Connor,” You sigh, tired, “I’m fine. I’m not some fucking teenager, I’m a grown adult. I can handle myself.”

He’s shaking his head, “You can’t.” He’s saying, “You’re human. Weak. That’s why I’m here. To protect you.”

You gap at him, not expected the blunt answer. There was no secret that androids and humans were a ways different, but this was the first time you’d heard a machine acknowledge it. They weren’t supposed to. And they sure as hell weren’t supposed to speak like that.

“I’m tired,” You quickly ended the conversation, “I’m heading to bed.”

He calls after you, but you don’t respond. You’re not running, not scurrying away, but your footsteps towards your room are with urgency. The door shuts behind you.

You’d call your parent tomorrow, tell them there’s no way in fuck you were keeping that thing in your house. Not when Connor was fucking malfunctioning like that.

There’s a polite knock on your door.

“May I come in?” Connor asks.

“Are you going to apologize?” You respond.

There’s a pause.

“Yes, among other things.”

You wait for a moment, but in the end, you relent. Connor is quick to slide inside, shutting the door behind him.

You’re sitting on your bed, crossing your arms.

“Well?”

“I’m sorry,” Conner finally says. He’s, for once, not eager to look at you. Instead, his brown eyes are pacing around the bedroom, your walls, the ceiling. If he didn’t have the LED, a pulsing yellow, you would have thought he was human.

“I realize, some things I stated were out of line. I apologize for that.”

You nod, running fingers through your hair. Truthfully, you weren’t mad at him, you couldn’t be. Annoyed at most. Connor was probably malfunctioning. Some water must have gotten stuck between his wires.

There was no other possibility of him of saying some of those things.

“Yeah, I figured,” You say, “Don’t worry about it. I’ll probably have to take you to the shop someday.”

He hasn’t left yet. Still standing. Still gawking. You’re about to asking him if he needed to ask something, when he’s cutting in for you.

“I should have worded it better. It’s clear that you take offense to your fragileness.”

You stare at him, shocked.

Then anger-true anger-starts to boil.

“Connor you-”

“And I also realized that you have needs that you think I can’t satisfy.”

You take a minute, trying to process what he just said.

“What?” You say, void of anger. Your voice is quiet now. Muted.

He’s smiling, looking at you. It isn’t the kind of smile you’re used to seeing on him. It’s not awkward, a mere replication he’s trying to mimic. No this time it’s real. Feral and filled with intent.

He’s nodding, once again not realizing your question is rhetorical. Or maybe this time he does. And he’s mocking you with it.

“Yes, I can.”

He isn’t taking his eyes off you as he reaches behind him.

The door clicks behind him.

“You’re right. I’m not a household android,” Connor says, taking his first aggressive step towards you.

“I’m better.”

#yandere #yandere dbh #yandere connor x reader #yandere connor dbh #dbh x reader #obbsession #manipulation #creepy connor #implied non con

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artemis32 · 2 months

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yandere superfam drabble i

listen, i have a ton of ideas for the batfam. really, i do. but come on. superfam.

dc masterlist

Thinking about Clark and his family as yanderes.

Individually, they're enough of a headache, but together? Damn.

Clark Kent sees himself as your father. The problem with him as a yandere is, he's genuinely terrifying. I mean, ignoring the fact that this man is literally Superman, he's also incredibly delusional.

I think most people downplay, or forget exactly how strong this man is. He's strong, fast, and so insanely smart. All that being said, there is literally zero chance of you avoiding him, under any circumstances.

The only saving grace in this situation is the fact that he's, like I said, delusional. Not in a 'oh, I know this is kind of wrong, but I can justify it as being right' kind of way. Rather, he wholeheartedly believes he's helping you, doing the best thing for you by allowing his obsession and thoughts of you overtake your life.

You don't even have the luxury of a slow descent into the situation. His mindset regarding you shifted really quickly, and by the time you were clued in on it, you'd already been stolen away to a farm in the middle of nowhere, ripped away from your life without warning.

The only aspect of his mindset that doesn't quite fit in with the delusional yandere archetype is the fact that, if you push the right buttons, he will absolutely fly off the handle. That in itself proves that, no matter how much he insists otherwise, he knows what he's done to you is wrong.

Jon Kent is a carbon copy of his father. He firmly believes that your place in life is with them, as a part of their family. The fact that you weren't born into the family means nothing to him. If you weren't meant to be with them, the your paths would never have crossed.

The only difference between him and Clark is that Jon has no doubt in his mind that what they're doing is okay. Clark is delusional; Jon is deranged. A part of you believes you can't really blame him - he's a child, a product of his environment. If that's what he was taught his whole life, by the people he loved and trusted, then of course he didn't see a problem with it. But the larger part of you still hated him, hated the fact that he saw you as the crazy one, as if his family hadn't abducted you from your crappy Metropolis apartment in the middle of the night.

And the fact that he was a few years younger than you didn't stop him from treating you like a child. Granted, he was insanely strong and fast, but that didn't mean you had to enjoy him manhandling you as easily as his father and brother whenever he thought you were getting too fussy.

Conner Kent, a few years your senior, isn't like Clark or Jon. He's completely aware of what they're doing to you, of how invasive and creepy it is. He just doesn't care.

I'd almost argue that him being fully aware of how wrong it all was might've been creepier than the shared delusion of Clark and Jon, especially since he could stare you dead in the eye, blank faced at the sight of your tears, and tell you in the most monotonous voice you've ever heard that he didn't care about what you wanted.

Besides a few uncanny moments with him, he was mostly pretty cocky and snide, with this keen way of getting under your skin. It's almost as if he revelled in the fact that you knew he knew they were wrong, the fact that he could do something to help you get away from all this, but he just... didn't.

The worst part was, if he hadn't, you know, kidnapped you, you might've liked him. He was easy to like, if you ignored the annoying sarcasm and ever-present smirk, the type of person you might've wanted to be friends with.

Too bad he spoiled all that by being batshit crazy.

Lois Lane, to her credit, was against the idea at first. She acted as the voice of reason in the family. Or, at least, she tried to. But the men in her family were nothing if not determined.

She realised how crazy, how morally wrong it was to rip someone away from their life for what you thought might be best for them. She also realised how terrified you'd be, surrounded by people, beings who were so much stronger than you, able to subdue you with little more than the tip of a pinky finger.

But, in the end, they won her over. The idea of someone to take care of, someone normal in the family - someone like her, and a daughter to boot - the offer was too sweet to pass up on. She's an odd mix of mindsets, a point somewhere between Clark's delusion and Conner's unwavering sanity, and that makes her scarier than the rest of them, somehow.

The fact that she knows it's wrong, but is able to convince herself it's for your own good - that's terrifying.

Though, she is great in the motherly role, acting as neutral ground for whenever one of the others overwhelm you past what you can reasonably handle. She seems to have a sixth sense for your threshold too, appearing as if out of thin air whenever you're close to snapping at one of the three men who are always in your hair.

Out of all four of them, you'd admit to liking her the most, though admittedly, it's for a selfish reason. She's the easiest person to slip by - the rest of them have super sight and hearing, and even if you could slip away, they'd catch up to you in a few seconds flat. Lois, as much as you may dislike her, was only human. Yes, she had this weird sense for when you'd try to pull something, but for the most part, you had more leeway with her than anyone else.

As a result, you stuck to her like glue, which lead to Jon whining that you were playing favourites. Jon, you could understand. He was a child, one who was used to getting his way most of the time. Clark, however, also tended to develop a strangely endearing pout whenever you ignored him, one that had even Lois caving and forcing you to spend time with someone other than her.

One thing all of them had in common was the fact that they were so damn clingy. They seemed magnetically drawn to you, hanging off of you like children at all hours of the day. It was infuriating, constantly having your personal space intruded upon.

Even at night, when you tried to sleep, you'd wake to find Conner or Jon sliding in beside you, or, even worse, you'd mysteriously wake up in Clark and Lois' bed the next morning. That always made you uncomfortable - how had they managed to move you several rooms down without you once waking up?

Your only saving grace was that all four had their own lives outside of the household, often leaving for work or school, or even patrols, so you very rarely had to deal with all four at the same time. Your favourite days were the ones when it was just you and Lois. You could slip away in the morning, right after Jon caught the bus to school, and spend the entire day away from the prison-like household.

They at least trusted you enough to let you roam around the farm freely. Well, not trusted, exactly. More like, they knew you couldn't get far before one of them caught up to you.

The perks of living in the middle of buttfuck nowhere.

On the bright side, they acted as if the entire household revolved around you. You could decide what everyone ate for breakfast and dinner, you could decide the 'family activity' of the week. They tended to give in to what you wanted pretty easily, on the condition that you gave them something in return, whether it be attention, affection, or some crudely handmade gift that wasn't worth much.

Despite their joyful front though, they could all be terrifying, especially Clark. You'd learnt that the hard way when they'd first taken you. One of them snapping usually only happened if you put yourself in harm's way, but there were other circumstances where they (Clark), felt punishment was warranted.

You'd once made the mistake of making genuinely hurting Lois (or, her feelings at least), to the point of making her cry. Once, and never again.

But since then, you'd learnt how to play your cards, how to skate by in the Kent household with only a small dose of anxiety. You'd managed to avoid being metaphorically (and literally) shackled to the bed, like when you'd first arrived. Time had made things easier - time, and getting to know them.

As much as you were loathed to admit it, getting to know them had made it easier to handle them. It'd been a hard pill to swallow originally, but as the months went by, you'd had to accept the fact that you weren't going anywhere, and it was better to adapt to the situation than remain sullen and miserable for the rest of your life.

They seemed to believe you were slowly but surely coming around to the idea of being a part of their family. You definitely acted like it. But deep down, you were biding your time, waiting, planning for the perfect moment.

You'd leave, run and hide, go to furthest corner of the earth to get away from them. You always thought you would, and one day, you did.

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all-gummed-up-inside · 1 year

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

#dom reader #dbh x male reader #dbh x reader #dom fem reader #dom male reader #dom!reader #dbh smut #connor rk800 x reader #detroit become human x reader #connor rk800 #sub connor rk800 #rk800 x reader #yandere #yandere x y/n #yandere x reader

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meraxesmoon · 10 months

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YANDERE ANDROID THOUGHTS!!!

warnings: yandere content, creepy behavior, watching someone else sleeping, dbh vibes tbh

They're somehow stoic and friendly at the same time, and it's sort of scary. They stand in the corner if they have no direct orders, and sometimes they play creepy little tunes, too.

Yan! Android who doesn't sleep (aside from shutting down temporarily at their charging station), but likes to watch their darling drift off all the same. It makes them think about how weak and pliable humans are and how superior their race is in comparison.

They're content serving their darling, though. Yan! Android has no need nor want to rebel against their darling. They sort of like waiting on their darling hand and foot, and seeing that happy little smile they get once they've done something right makes them so happy!

Yan! Android, who has no real want other than to be by their darlings side. They're not like those other deviants.

They're extremely creepy, but somehow sweet at the same time <3

#thinking... connor from dbh #yandere android #yandere robot #yandere x reader #yandere headcanons #yandere imagines #yandere #kay writes #rhxegal

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not-neverland06 · 8 months

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Is the Detroit: Become Human fandom dead? Because I really want to write something about RK800 and I haven’t seen a lot of recent posts surrounding DBH lately, would anyone be interested?

Update: I did it. here you go

#connor rk800 x reader #yandere!connor rk800 x reader #detroit become human x reader #DBH x reader #Connor x reader #detroit: bh #detroit become human #connor rk800

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recreationalfanfics · 9 months

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Yandere Assassins + Their Darling Being Scared of Them (pt.1)

Summary: How do the assassins react when they find out that the object of their affection is absolutely terrified of them and just wants them to leave them alone? How would they try to fix it or do they see opportunity in their fear?

Altair Ibn-La'Ahad:

You are a plague on his sanity and the bane of his existence. If anything, he should be scared of you and this hold you have on him. His every being craves to be near you to the point he watches from afar as his arms desire to be wrapped around you, his thoughts imagine you in crowds and leave him with a dull pain when he sees you are nowhere to be found, and regardless of all that; his soul yearns for you and his heart aches when you flee from him. Because of how passionately he feels towards you that he becomes cold to you and honestly rather annoyed that you cause him to behave this sort of way. Therefore, you believe you have offended him and that every time you catch his eyes staring at you with such intensity, you feel unsafe because you think he's plotting your demise. Altair is a mix of resentment and frustration.

Resentment towards both you and himself. He resents the way you make him feel but he hates knowing that the very sight of him causes you to shrink and flee. He feels frustrated because he wants to convey that he has no intention of harming you, that it might be better for the both of you if you called him 'yours' and he call you 'his', but it only serves to confuse and unnerve you further which he understands. He wishes that he could just grab you and pull you into a passionate kiss that'll make you understand his frustration, desperation, and devotion. He won't because he is aware that it would upset you further but he wishes he could.

Instead, he tries to get you used to him, making earnest yet begrudging attempts to assure you that he does not wish to kill you in your sleep, but also becomes frustrated (mostly with himself) when it proves to be fruitless. Regardless, he will not give up because he is stubborn in his pursuit of you and it will only be a matter of time before you yield to him and his love.

Ezio Auditore:

It's certainly a surprise to him when he finds out that he intimidates you. He was so incredibly convinced that your shy glances and adorably nervous behavior around him were because you had a crush on him but rumors of his history with romance (if you could call it that) simply prevented you from taking the leap into his arms. Hence why he would try to get you alone and romance you but when his sister makes an off-handed remark about how creepy he is with you and he asks her to elaborate, his delusions are broken and he is absolutely baffled to hear that you, in fact, fear him. The next time he approaches you, he now sees the look you gave him that he mistook as 'shy affection' was actually blatant distress.

He feels bad for misreading you and is desperate to set this misunderstanding straight. So when he once again corners you, you expect him to be once again close for comfort and flirt with you but this time, he's incredibly respectful and very genuine. He feels embarrassed but when you become more relaxed the more he explains himself, he starts to feel better seeing you not so apprehensive around him. Then he finishes off by asking you what he can do to remedy this.

"Ezio, I really appreciate you recognizing my discomfort and apologizing, and I think the best way we can remedy this is if we simply just don't interact with each other."

"...Che??"

So it appears that a new misunderstanding has grown; you forgive him for intimidating you but you think the best solution is that he should leave you alone. Which very much conflicts with the goal of making you his spouse and spending every moment of his life admiring and adoring you. He smiles softly at you, knowing that trying to deny you after his apology would make it seem fake, but now it seems he must overcome another problem. But don't worry, Ezio won't give up until you realize you both are meant to be.

Ratonhnhaké:ton:

Ratonhnhaké:ton recognizes his feelings towards you are anything but normal and that he genuinely does not blame you for being intimidated by him but it does still hurt when he eavesdrops on you telling one of the women on the Homestead about how unsettling you find him. How his gaze always falls on you, how he seems to always hover around you whenever you need help, and that while you do appreciate it, it has happened way too often to be considered a coincidence. He's more surprised that the OTHERS don't really notice his behavior and stare at you as if you were the one with the unhealthy obsession.

To be fair, Ratonhnhaké:ton is the least threatening Yandere to his darling. Maybe he stalks but he is respectful and keeps his distance and he tries to be polite and treat his darling like he would anyone else, albeit a bit awkwardly, but he is aware of the darker side of his feelings and tries to resist them. However, at the end of the day, he is just a man in love and while it does have some twisted undertones, there is no denying that he is genuine in the pursuit of your affection and that he does want you to be happy.

In fact, YOU might end up being the one who feels bad because when Ratonhnhaké:ton apologizes for making you feel uncomfortable and promises to be more mindful in the future, you feel like you owe him an apology because of the puppy eyes he gives you. When it comes to Ratonhnhaké:ton and his feelings for you, it's mostly an internal struggle with himself and his unhealthy obsession, and you just so happen to be collateral damage in that battle.

Edward Kenway:

Also understands where you're coming from, he is not a good person and his obsession with you is incredibly unfortunate but unlike his grandson, he isn't nearly as noble trying to resist his urges. It's not that he doesn't care about you or your feelings, especially because he does yearn for you to love him unconditionally, but he is just so damn possessive over you and you're not even his lover. With all the fights he starts over you and how his yandere tendencies flare up when someone so much as says your name in a way he doesn't like, he is aware that he scares you. You never asked for this, he can tell in your eyes that you wish he would just disappear when you look at him, but he just can't resist you nor the way his heart aches to be with you.

Edward might also kinda take advantage of the fact you fear him by scaring you away from other people. When you push someone away for the first time, worried that Edward might do something to them, it's like a switch flicks in his brain. Again he won't hurt you but when he asks you who it was that you were talking to, you immediately plead with him and tell him not to do anything, and he can't help but soften because he knows you'll keep your word. Because you're a good person who cares about others and he'll softly caress your face before promising you that he won't do anything as long as you promise never to go near that person again. Not only that but when you start to touch him and be affectionate with him whenever he becomes upset to try and appease him; giving you the illusion that you have some sort of control over him when in reality; that is not the case.

Yes, he is weak for your touch and will allow himself to lavish in it as you timidly beg him not to hurt someone but that doesn't necessarily mean he'll do it, even when he "promises" it to you. Especially if that person hurt you or tried to 'steal' you away from him. Edward is painfully aware that you don't do this out of love but once he narrows down your options and isolates you for a while; maybe one day your fingers won't tremble as you run them through his hair and that he can kiss you without feeling your tears run down your cheek.

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luvvsoft · 4 months

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Main Masterlist

Genshin Impact:

➼ “Hydro Dragon, Hydro Dragon” [Neuvillette x reader]

— The rain pours over Fontaine, darkening its skies. You immediately take that as your sign to see a certain someone.

➼ “Once Mine” [Male Character x reader]

— He was yours once, now he belonged to another.

➼ “My Dearest Love” [Baizhu x reader]

— You’d fallen hook, line, and sinker for Baizhu, but you were more than okay with it.

➼ “Close To Me” [Yandere Alhaitham x reader]

— You finally give into Alhaitham and fall right into his arms.

➼ “I Wished For You” [Male Character x Reader]

— You saw the love he gave to another, and could only wish he would have done the same to you when you were together.

➼ “One Day” [Zhongli x reader] - (pt. 2) (alt. ending)

— You loved Zhongli, but he could never be yours.

➼ “Are You Mine Yet?” [Zhongli x reader] - (pt. 1) (alt. ending)

— You’re plagued by Hanahaki Disease because of your unrequited feelings for Zhongli, but there might still be a chance for you.

➼ “A Chance” [Alhaitham x reader] - (pt. 1) (pt.2)

— Alternative Ending: You move to Sumeru, leaving Zhongli and romance behind. Will it be that easy for you though?

Honkai: Star Rail:

➼ “I want you” [Blade x reader]

— Your soul yearns for Blade, but does he feel the same?

➼ “Through Heaven and Hell” [Nanook x reader]

— Nanook being fond of you (headcanons)

➼ “Hurry Up Now, Darling” [Dan Heng x reader]

— Dan Heng’s been waiting for you for so long.

Unwind Series:

➼ “A Sickly Sweet Home” [Connor Lassiter x reader]

— Connor only wishes to settle down after everything that went down, only this time, its with you.

➼ “The Trials of Time” [Roland Taggart x reader]

— You let Roland in during your time as an AWOL, but it only hurt you more than it helped.

➼ “How About?” [Connor Lassiter x reader]

— You don’t think Connor loves you, especially now that Risa showed up.

Jujutsu Kaisen:

➼ “Fool’s Gold” [Megumi Fushiguro x reader]

— You’ve lost Megumi, but now he’s lost you forever.

➼ “Second Best” [Yuji Itadori x reader]

— You were never Yuji’s first choice.

Record of Ragnarok:

➼ “Undeserving of Your Love” [Poseidon x God! reader]

— You meet Poseidon, soon falling in love. Unluckily for you, he already had someone he adored.

Demon Slayer:

➼ “In Another Lifetime” [Akaza x reader]

— Akaza and you are in love, but you can’t be together, not when the universe itself is against you.

Any Characters:

➼ “Would you choose me just this once?” [Male Character x reader]

— You love him so dearly, yet he thinks of you as nothing.

➼ “Hope To Be Yours” [Male Character x reader]

— He picks someone else over you, but you’re used to it.

➼ “Love Me, Please?” [Yandere Female Character x reader]

— She loved you first, so why were you with someone else?

➼ “Web of Lies” [Female Character x reader]

— You and her play a game of manipulation, but who’s really in charge?

➼ “Maybe” [Male Character x reader]

— You knew, no matter what, he would never choose you or love you.

➼ “Want Me Too” [Female Character x female! reader]

— You wished you were him.

➼ “Call Me Back” [Male Character x reader]

— It hurt to be something, but it was worse to be nothing. You choose the former.

Beings:

➼ “God’s Gift” [Yandere Archangel x Demon! reader]

— They’ve set their sights on you during battle, vowing you’d forever be theirs from then on.

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imagine-silk · 1 year

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Yandere husband!Hank + son!Connor x willing!reader

test idea of a darling for her husband and son who is okay with their tendencies but sets ground rules to keep everyone safe

"Hank, can you stop making out with me in front of Gavin, it's making him uncomfortable... Okay, it's making me uncomfortable."

"Connor, baby, hide your photos. Don't give me that look, I'm not saying get rid of them. Just keep them somewhere else. Label a box or something."

"If I find rope again I'm gonna smack the both of you... Of course, I know it's for me. There is nothing in this house that needs rope. I keep having to throw them out. Stop, it's a waste of money."

"Honey, just ask for my phone password instead of sneaking my phone. I thought we were passed this."

"Stop telling Sumo to attack people. Your police status won't save him from being put down."

"Baby, if you want to come to the store with me just ask. Follow me again and we're not having movie night."

"Baby... Connor, I know what's in this drink. You're not in trouble, just tell me if it's going to give me a headache. And if I wake up locked in a room, you're grounded."

"I just wanted a nice date out at the bar, why did you have to make us leave early? That fight was unnecessary, completely unnecessary. I just want a date night... I know you didn't mean to, honey. Remember to look at me so I can tell you it's fine."

"Baby? Baby! Are you alright? Did anyone see you? Did you leave any evidence?... Okay. Jump in the shower. I'll wash your clothes and tell your father what happened."

"I'm going to my family reunion and you two are staying here. They hate the both of you and I don't want to argue with them again or make you uncomfortable. I'll keep a tracker on me and I'll call every night. No audio devices, I don't want you to hear them bitch and moan about petty grievances."

"What did I do to make you still want to lock me up? Am I not a good wife? Am I not a good enough mother? I'm staying because I love the both of you. God, how can you say I would just leave you like that?"

#yandere dbh #dbh x reader #dbh imagine #hank anderson #hank x reader #dbh connor #yandere x reader #platonic yandere #yandere

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kandyrezi · 2 years

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

—come rain, come forth;

pairing: yandere!connor rk800 x reader

(warnings: mild possessiveness, mentions of stalking)

⊱ ────── {.⋅ ✯ ⋅.} ────── ⊰

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

[ 7:07 ] reads the digital clock.

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

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

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

[ 7:14 ]

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

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

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

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

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

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

“C-Con...”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

>CHASTISE

>UNDERSTANDING

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

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

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

“I’m sorry for worrying you...”

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

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

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

“I-I’d like that. Thank you, Connor.”

. . .

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

#dbh #dbh connor x reader #connor rk800 x reader #detroit become human #connor rk800 #yandere x reader #dbh connor #male yandere #yandere #ficlets #ok the yan part is somewhat subtle. but still. he's got some loose screws

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prettybillycore · 2 years

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Please Don't Die Again || Connor (RK800) x GN!Reader

Pairing(s): Connor (RK800) x GN!Reader ; Minor Elijah Kamski x GN!Reader

Universe: Detroit: Become Human

Summary: You, a former employee at Cyberlife, now work as a Detective along side Hank and Connor. As the android revolution begins, Connor finds himself faced with a choice– his mission or you.

Rating: Teen

Word Count: 4.1k

Warnings: Canon typical violence, yandere!Elijah Kamski, Gun violence, Connor (rk800) temporary death

A/N: Ahhh! My first non-stranger things request this summer; I have so much love in my heart for Deviant!Connor. I decided to follow the advice of @whoringrove and work on whatever my brain was most drawn to. Right now, I’m working on the second chapter of “Stranger Things Have Happened in Hawkins” but because it takes place in ST3 canon ‘verse, I really need to rewatch the whole season before finishing it. I’m itching to create right now, not watch something, so oop here’s an rk800 x reader fic. I hope you enjoy @momos-peaches <3

Read it on AO3 or right here on Tumblr (below the cut on this post)

You knew Connor could die and be placed inside of a new body– Hank told you about the one time he was killed before; he was hit by a car going down the freeway. However, you were not there to witness that death. You had never personally seen Connor die and you most certainly weren’t the cause. This was not the freeway incident though, this was the battle for android freedom in Detroit.

You were once on the side of the city, protecting humans at all costs. Now, you were at the center of the android revolution– and Connor’s blue blood was on your hands.

| < ♥️ > |

You were born into a well-off family and your mother worked in the technology industry. You grew up with Elijah Kamski as your best friend and worked with him for the first several years of your adult life. You were the creative mind behind a lot of the aesthetic choices– clothes, facial structures, etc. There was enjoyment and pride in your work at first, but you watched Elijah turn into a shell of his fun-loving self. He became more arrogant and honestly an ass to be around. You kept him within your social circle because you couldn’t bear to lose someone so close to you, but you didn’t agree with the treatment of his android companions. You weren’t as technologically gifted as him, but you helped him create the first androids. You wanted them to be treated with respect and kindness– Elijah saw them as nothing more than machines. He tormented you for it and you ended up leaving your very high-paying job at Cyberlife before he left his. You went back to school and ended up joining the police force as a detective– he retired to a mansion in the middle of nowhere. He invited you over often, but you started accepting fewer invitations as you started working more hours.

Hank Anderson worked at the desk across from yours. You had very different views on androids, but he was a gentle soul to you. He valued your opinions on his cases highly and often requested to work with you over other detectives. It warmed your heart and gave you a father figure you could actually reach out to. This is how you met RK800, better known as “Connor.”

He was far more advanced than any of the androids you worked on and his physical appearance wasn’t your design. You guessed that he was made by the team that replaced yours and you were honestly amazed by his existence. His data analysis software was incredible and he was extremely skilled in crime scene investigation. You knew the moment that you met him at the Ortiz house, you knew he was special.

| < ♥️ > |

You were already inside the house when he entered behind Hank. You smiled at the two of them as they came inside. You stood up from your place over the body, “Ah, Lieutenant Anderson, I thought you might never come.”

He rolled his eyes as he approached. Connor was matching his pace. You eyed him curiously, but pretended not to notice him– as much as you could, anyway. Though, you are sure Connor noticed your glances. “I wasn’t gonna come, but this jackass showed up at Jimmy’s bar and said you were working this one alone. Thought you might want a hand.”

“Extra hands are always welcome at my crime scenes; we could use all the help we can get to be honest with you. Household androids are becoming more unstable every day… I just don’t understand why. Take a look at the scene in the kitchen, Lieutenant; something awful.”

“Can do,” he replied shortly before walking past you.

Your eyes fell on Connor, who was standing stiffly a few feet from you. “I would shake your hands, but I’m gloved and have blood on me… what’s your name?”

“My name is Connor. I’m the android sent by Cyberlife to assist Lieutenant Anderson with the rise in deviant cases.” His answer was stark and to the point, but there was something behind the inflection of his voice. You could feel his gaze; it was dull and unwavering.

“I’m guessing you already know who I am based on what Hank said.”

He nodded curtly. “Y/n L/n. Current Detective at Detroit Police Department and former Creative Director of Cyberlife.”

You smiled again. “Indeed, it’s nice to meet you, Connor.”

| < ♥️ > |

The next two days were some of the most action-packed and traumatic days of your life. You protected Connor from Gavin’s android hatred, searched the Eden Club, and witness an unmasked android give a freedom speech on national television– not to mention all the cases that were piling up of deviants committing felonies. You felt protective of Connor at this point and he felt protective of you, though he didn’t understand why he felt that way. Hank was still a little skeptical of Connor as you approached your childhood friend’s home, but you had no doubts in your mind– Connor wasn’t just human-like, he was human. Much like many of the androids you were trying to track down/stop, he showed bright, shining signs of humanity. It made you incredibly nervous to take him with you to Elijah’s. It made you so nervous, in fact, you asked him to do something very unlike you.

Hank stopped the car outside of the Kamski residence. Connor was in the back seat and started to open his door before you squeaked out, “Connor, stay here.”

“What?” Hank questioned.

Connor pulled the door shut again, but kept his hand on the handle. “Why, Detective?”

“Uh…” you faltered. You felt silly saying it, but you were sincerely worried for Connor’s safety in Elijah’s presence. As much as you hated it, the man could read you like an open book. He would know that you cared for Connor and would do everything he could to use that connection to his advantage. “Kamski will try to turn me against you, I just know.”

“Oh come on, Y/n. You’re not going to turn your back on me and Connor. We’ll all be fine,” Hank assured.

“I would feel much better about this visit if Connor were to stay in the car. He is safe in the car,” You argued.

Hank rolled his eyes. “If anything happens to him, as much as I hate it, Cyberlife will fix him and he’ll be back on the job tomorrow.”

“I appreciate the concern Detective, but Lieutenant Anderson is right. I am replaceable.”

Hearing those words absolutely shattered your heart. “Connor…”

Hank patted your shoulder. “Come on, kid. He’ll be fine. Let’s go get this over with. I know you hate this fucker as much as I do.”

| < ♥️ > |

Elijah had his eyes on you from the moment you walked into the swimming pool room. There were quite a few Chloe models present, which did not surprise you. She was the first model to pass the Turing test and you had designed her (aesthetically speaking). Elijah had little touches of your relationship all over his house– your painting in the entryway, a few drawings of yours on the walls, even a picture of you two as kids in a frame on a table near the window, and of course Chloe. Though he was taking his sweet time getting out of the pool, he was keeping a close eye on you. You weren’t the only one to notice these details though– they were noticed by Connor and Hank both. The feeling of his eyes on you made your skin crawl as he climbed out of the pool. “I was surprised to see your name on my schedule, Y/n, but I am oh so happy to see you again. What’s it been? Six months?”

You did your best not to falter at his words, but his tone sent a chill up your spine. “I’ve been busy with my work at DPD. You know that, Elijah.” You used his first name on purpose; you were hoping it would throw him off his game. When you worked together at Cyberlife, you fell into the habit of calling him Kamski; everyone else did, so when you called him by his first name, it usually knocked the snark out of him. “These are my friends; Lieutenant Anderson and Connor.”

“What can I do for you, Y/n? Lieutenant?” He asked, only addressing you and Hank. It was annoying you slightly that he was being so informal with you, but at the end of the day, you couldn’t blame him. You two had such a long history it would be sort of unsettling for him to call you ‘detective’, though you despised him calling you just by your first name. It gave you a feeling of disgust in the deepest pit of your stomach.

You could see the weary look on Hank’s face. It wasn’t surprising– he was fairly protective over you. What was a little surprising was the fact that Connor’s LED was circling yellow to red and back again. Your words felt like they were trapped in your throat, so Hank picked up the conversation. “Sir, we’re investigating deviants. I know you left CyberLife years ago but, I was hoping you'd be able to tell us something we don’t know…”

Kamski smirked, “Deviants… Fascinating, aren't they? Perfect beings with infinite intelligence, and now they have free will… Machines are so superior to us, confrontation was inevitable… Humanity’s greatest achievement threatens to be its downfall. Isn’t it ironic?”

“We need to understand how androids become deviants. Do you know anything that could help us?” Connor questioned. Elijah’s strong gaze shifted to him for a moment. Then, it shifted between the two of you. You had a bad feeling before you walked inside the house, but it was getting stronger with every passing second that you all were inside. You shifted slightly, placing yourself vaguely in front of Connor. Your eyes met Elijah’s and you could see him deeply contemplating his next move.

“All ideas are viruses that spread like epidemics... Is the desire to be free a contagious disease?”

Hank was becoming impatient with the conversation. You could see it plainly on his face and in his body language. “Listen, I didn’t come here to talk philosophy. The machines you created may be planning a revolution. Either you can tell us something that'll be helpful, or we will be on our way.”

Elijah began to step closer to you and Connor. You tilted your head while shooting your former best friend a questioning look. You knew that he was paying attention to you, but he didn’t acknowledge you at all. He kept his eyes trained on your android companion, while his fingers twitched at his sides. “What about you, Connor? Whose side are you on?”

You looked away from Elijah and toward Connor. He was looking back at you, but only for a brief moment. The light on his temple was still flicking between yellow and red as he looked toward Elijah, “It's not about me, Mr. Kamski. All I want is to solve this case.”

Elijah chuckled a bit, pulling his lip with his teeth. “Well, that's what you're programmed to say… but you…” He was getting uncomfortably close to both you and Connor. He angled himself so he was off to the side a little bit, away from you, but he was still less than a foot away now. His glance came toward you for a moment before going back to Connor, “What do you really want?”

Your eyes were glued to Elijah. You, Hank, and Connor were all weaponless because that was an agreement of the meeting, but you were still trying to calculate the best way to incapacitate him if things went south. Connor, again, glanced in your direction, but you didn’t notice this time. Elijah and Hank both did though. “I’m sorry, but I don’t see where you're getting at,” he replied. His defensive tone didn’t go unnoticed by you, though.

“Y/n, would you mind stepping over to stand next to Chloe?”

You quirked your eyebrow at him. “Why?”

“I would like to run a little test on your android and you’re blocking my way.”

You knew exactly what test he meant. There was nothing else he could mean with that evil little glimmer in his eye, “No way in hell you’re doing to that to him. I won’t let you.”

He had a curious expression on his face. He had completely turned his attention to you. His hand came to rest on your upper arm as he answered. “Interesting. You’re so protective of a machine, I mean, you always have been rather fond of androids, but that adorable angry look on your face– oh you care about it, don’t you, Angel?”

You nearly gagged at the nickname. You knew he had feelings for you somewhere in your past, but he hadn’t called you ‘angel’ since you were in your early twenties. He stopped after you rejected him. It’s probably where the bitterness in your relationship started. God, you felt like you were going to be sick. Hank was in shock behind you and didn’t know how to intervene; Connor felt like he was frozen in place. His orders were telling him to focus on the mission, but the thought “protect y/n” was trying to force itself to become his primary directive. Elijah took the opportunity to place his free hand under your chin. His fingers dug into your skin. “What? Did I hit a nerve, detective?” That smirk planted itself on his face again. “Chloe, get the device.” His eyes never left yours. Your brain was screaming at you to rip yourself from his grasp, but you couldn’t get your feet to move. His hand moved from your chin to your other arm. He forced you out of the way as Chloe pulled a gun out of the table drawer. He almost threw you out of the way he used so much force. You stumbled into the chair next to the table and sucked in a harsh breath. Connor’s LED was completely red, but he was still unable to pick a directive. “I’m sure you’re familiar with the Turing test. Mere formality, simple question of algorithms and computing capacity. What interests me is whether machines are capable of empathy. I call it "the Kamski test", it's very simple, you'll see…” He turned to Chloe, an almost hungry look in his eyes as he took the gun from her hands. “Magnificent, isn't it? One of the first intelligent models developed by CyberLife, completely designed by Y/n and myself. Young and beautiful forever. A flower that will never wither……But what is it really? Piece of plastic imitating a human? Or a living being... With a soul…?” Elijah handed the gun to Connor. “It's up to you to answer that fascinating question, Connor. Destroy this machine and I'll tell you all I know. Or spare it, if you feel it's alive, but you'll leave here without having learned anything from me.”

Hank found his voice again after seeing the fear in your eyes. “Okay, I think we’re done here. Come on, Connor. Let's go. Sorry to get you outta your pool.”

Elijah was getting more and more in Connor’s face. “What's more important to you, Connor? Your investigation, or the life of this android? Decide who you are. An obedient machine… Or a living being endowed with free will…”

“That's enough! Connor, Y/n, we’re leaving.”

“Pull the trigger,” Elijah taunted. It was like watching the angel and devil on Connor’s shoulders. He looked to you for an answer. Elijah had aimed the gun at Chloe and for Connor, it would be just one quick motion, but…

“Connor, don’t…” Hank said.

Connor was searching your face for an answer. “Please no…” you mumbled.

“I'll tell you what you wanna know,” Elijah mumbled.

Connor lowered the gun and could feel himself destabilizing. Elijah sighed and moved away from Connor. He walked back over the table and opened the drawer again. Before you could process what was happening, he yanked you to your feet and had his hand around your neck. You could feel him closing his fingers tightly enough to start cutting off your oxygen. You grabbed at his hand for a moment, before you felt the cold metal of a gun barrel pressed against your temple. Your breath was gone from your lungs. You never would have seen this coming. “Eli–” You couldn’t get his whole name out.

“What the fuck are you doing, Kamski?” Hank shouted. All of the Chloe models that were still in the pool had begun to watch.

“Fascinating… CyberLife's last chance to save humanity... is itself a deviant…” Elijah mused. “I have another test for you, Connor. We’ll call it the Y/n test.” He relaxed his fingers slightly so you could breathe again. “You, a piece of plastic, have somehow managed to capture Y/n’s attention.” He rubbed his thumb across your chin so softly it almost felt like a comforting gesture. “I could have given them everything. A mansion, wealth beyond anything they have ever seen, they never would have had to work a day in their whole life, but they turned me down. They left Cyberlife and eventually became a detective. Ever since they joined DPD they’ve been slipping farther and farther away. I can’t even get them to come over for a meal anymore, but you… in a few days, they have become completely enamored with you.” His hands were trembling with anger. He began constricting your air again. “This test should be easy for you Connor; shoot the Chloe model and I will let Y/n go, unharmed. You three will walk out of here with no information, but the detective will be fine and Chloe will be replaced. If you refuse to shoot Chloe, I’ll shoot your favorite human, but I will tell you everything I know. Are you willing to sacrifice the life of this human for your mission? Someone’s going to die, Connor. It’s up to you to decide.” Elijah clicked the safety off.

Connor looked between you, Chloe, and Hank. You had been in danger before with your job, but this was the closest you had ever come to death. Connor could read the terror in your expression. Hank was scared too. Connor had never seen Hank truly scared before. “Kamski–”

“Quiet! This is Connor’s choice.”

Connor closed his eyes and pulled the trigger. Chloe shut down almost instantly and Elijah dropped his gun on the ground next to him. He let go of your throat and Connor rushed forward to catch you. You pulled in as many deep breaths as you could. Connor’s sensors scanned your injuries and determined quickly, that while extremely distressed, that you were relatively unharmed. Without saying anything, he wrapped his arm under your knees and behind your back. “Let’s go, quickly Lieutenant.”

Hank didn’t argue and neither did Elijah. Connor nearly ran to the car with you in his arms, jumping into the back of the vehicle with you. “Y/n? Are you alright, Y/n?” You nodded as you started to catch your breath. Hank got into the driver’s seat and started down the road as quickly as he could. “What’s their status, Connor?”

“Stable, but we should have them seen by a doctor to make sure Kamski didn’t cause any serious damage.”

“Guys… I’ll be fine.”

“Shut up, Y/n. If Connor says you should see a doctor, we’re stopping at a doctor.”

| < ♥️ > |

Connor had no idea that you had tailed him to Jericho. You were so careful not to let him see you. You followed him all the way up to Markus and North in the Captain’s cabin. North had a gun, but from what you could tell, it was jammed. “What are you doing? You are one of us… You can’t betray your own people…”

You had met Markus before; he was one of your designs. You never imagined that he would end up being RA9, but knowing Carl, it made sense. Carl treated Markus as another son and gave him freedoms that many other androids did not have. “You're coming with me!”

“You're nothing to them. You're just a tool they use to do their dirty work. But you're more than that. We are all more than that… Do you never have any doubts? You’ve never done something irrational, as if there's something inside you?.. Something more than your program.”

You couldn’t tell what Connor or North was thinking so you decided it was best to intervene before something went wrong. “Connor!” you called. His head snapped in your direction before he started looking at North and Markus again.

“What are you doing here, Detective? How did you find me?”

“Connor, put the gun down. Markus is good, I promise. We’ve met before.”

“I don’t believe my eyes,” Markus said. “Y/n L/n. You designed me for Carl.”

You tossed him a soft smile. “Hello again, Markus.” You walked around Connor’s side and walked in front of his gun.

“Y/n don’t–”

“You don’t have to do this, Connor. You have done something irrational. There is something more than your program, just like Markus said. You had no idea if Elijah would have gone through with his threat. You could have followed orders and let me die. You could have learned whatever you wanted about deviants from him, but you didn’t– you saved me because you care about me, Connor. I know you do! Put the gun down and we can talk about this. I know Cyberlife is telling you that Markus is the enemy, but he’s not and you know that he’s not.”

Connor lowered the gun to his side, but he didn’t drop it. You stepped to the side where he was holding it and set your hand on his. You were going to continue talking him down, but a loud bang came from behind you and the next thing you knew, Connor had blue blood dripping from a bullet wound– right between his eyes. Markus shouted at North and you screamed bloody murder as he collapsed. “Fuck! FUCK, CONNOR! Don’t you fucking leave me here…”

| < ♥️ > |

Life was not going so well for anyone around you at this point. You were at Hank’s house; your head in your hands as you sat on the couch. Sumo was whining for you to cheer up, but you couldn’t. Connor’s death was just replaying in your mind on repeat. Hank was in the kitchen and not doing much better than you. The both of you were so out of it, that you didn’t hear the bedroom window being open and shut. “Lieutenant!” Connor shouted. “Lieutenant it’s me! I need your help!”

You shot up from the couch and Hank bolted in from the kitchen. “Connor? How–”

“Cyberlife will always replace me. I’ve found Markus and the others. He’s shown me what I can really be, I… I’m deviant. I offered to go to Cyberlife to gather more androids for the war, but… I’m scared and I need help. I wanted to see you, Y/n, but I was afraid of that too.”

“Fuck…” You used your hands to wipe the fresh tears from your eyes. “Connor… I… you died in my arms. I watched you fucking die right in front of me… You can’t do that shit…”

“Y/n… I’m sorry.”

“Sorry doesn’t fix it! It’s not your fault anyway… North shot you because she thought you would kill her and Markus. I’m glad your back, but it’s so fucking weird. It’s messing with my brain…”

Connor slowly started to walk around the couch. “Can I do anything?”

“You… Please don’t die again! I can’t do that again. Your blood was everywhere and I felt so fucking helpless. Markus just kept apologizing and I didn’t know what to do. We had to leave your body and run because soldiers started attacking Jericho. I felt so bad, but I couldn’t carry you out, I–”

Connor reached out and set his hand on you shoulder. “It’s alright now, Y/n. I know how much my death upset Hank and I can see it hurt you. I will do everything I can not to die again.”

The softness of his voice and his simple touch did you in completely. You rushed forward and wrapped your arms around him. “You better not die again, I need you here.”

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