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Chapter 1: Superficial Hostage
Kara gasped and her eyes snapped open. The artificial reactivation shocked her system like cold hands on the back of one's neck. No, it was Connor's cold hands, and they had reconnected two fuses inside Kara's gut. He had knelt down beside her and now switched his attention from her entrails to her face. Kara jolted upright, panting. Her plastic stomach slid closed. She scooted back across the maple floorboards and hit a wooden table leg with a thud. Her head spun. A haze fizzed over her system.
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ENCRYPTION - CHAPTER TWENTY THREE
Chapter 23: You'll Be Stronger Than Me is now available.
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Lick Up by cyberbullyingandroids
Rating: Explicit
Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply
Category: F/M
Fandom: Detroit: Become Human (Video Game)
Relationship: Connor (Detroit: Become Human)/Reader
Character: Connor (Detroit: Become Human)
Additional Tags: Oral Sex, Robot Sex, Wire Play, Vaginal Fingering, Hand & Finger Kink, Fingerfucking, Sex Toys, Begging, Praise Kink, Connor is a Mess (Detroit: Become Human), Dom/sub Undertones, dom!reader, No use of y/n, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Licking, Androids Have Genitalia (Detroit: Become Human)
Language: English
Get a taste with the first paragraph below.
Connor lay beside you, naked, on silky, red bed sheets. He rested his head on the bicep of his arm, his hand raised to softly play with your hair. He studied your eyes with a lazy brown stare, one he reserved only for you, and only in dim, yellow lamp lighting. His other hand rested upon your bare hip. You shuffled forward a little and planted a kiss on his soft lips. His hot breath warmed you to your core, already wet from the slowly-built anticipation of the evening. He softly bit your bottom lip, then opened into a fuller kiss. You matched his sleepy enthusiasm. His hand at your hip slid up your body. You caught it with your hand and held it between your chests. You laced your fingers in between his and parted the kiss.
Link to fic here. (2511 words)
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If you want the TLDR of what's actually happening in HRV...
If anyone wanted to know, here is a short-story version (also less violent...). A different interpretation is included in this fic about the relationship between Kamski and Chloe, which isn't quite my head canon for what follows the events of HRV but still pretty close.
The short story adaptation differs significantly from the full version, but covers most major plot points (and contains heavy spoilers if you're actually interested in reading the long version). Additionally, this version hints at Kamski's dual personality, but casts in a different light which personality is the true/dominant persona.
There are also very significant aspects of the HRV story which are only implied and not explicitly stated even in the full version, that most of my beta readers didn't pick up on but enjoyed when I shared it with them. If anyone has any interest in hearing more about this, let me know... I'm a big nerd and a terrible writer so I will be kind of surprised but happy if literally anyone actually reads and/or understands any of these fics.
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I feel like enough time has passed...
#dbh#detroit become human#connor rk800#gavin reed#convin#reed800#my first controversial opinion in years#i must be the only person in the planet who thinks this fhdjndjsj#tbh i wish i could get into reed//900 cuz its shippers are so spoiled with content but I CANT#not even the fan films got me interested#reed800 and reed//900 actually have the same tropes but the difference is that the former actually has history...#so its more fun to explore that in fanon i think#with how gavin treated connor its always interesting to see how fic writers would develop their relationship#esp if connor puts gavin in his place at the beginning
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600 - Shag me - RK900
hi, anon. bet you thought I'd forgotten about you, hmm? oh, no. here's your nines.
600 words, dom!nines, rated E.
want a turn? prompt me.
Air is forced from your lungs when your back hits the wall.
You don’t care. Every thought in your dazed mind is of Nines’ mouth and its hot path along your jaw, your neck, lips soft, tongue probing, and teeth—
A gasp escapes you when he nips at your skin and you tighten your legs around his waist and claw at his shoulders so he doesn’t stop. He doesn’t make a sound, but you feel the shape of his lips change against your skin; you’re sure he’s smirking at you as you lose control.
“Nines…”
When you exhale, your breath is shaky. He only nips at your neck in place of an answer.
“Please…”
Devious lips still on you, Nines’ breath brushes your skin, warm and ticklish, and you shiver a little as he slides a hand up your thigh to adjust how you sit against him. All at once you have a new reason to gasp, pressing so close to where you want him as he rocks back and forth.
“Say that again.”
“Pl—ah—”
Sharp teeth graze the sensitive slope of your neck and he presses his hips into yours, short-circuiting your effort to speak. The words you’d intended, the ones he wanted, lost in a choked gasp.
“I can’t hear you.”
“Nines,” you whine, nails digging into his scalp, “plea—”
Long fingers wrap around your neck and squeeze, cutting you off again. Nines’ face swims in front of you, eyes burning into yours, with the faintest twitch of his lips; he’s enjoying this, making you compliant and then complicating your obedience for his pleasure.
It’s infuriating to be so close and continually denied, to want and be prevented from asking. When Nines lowers his lips to yours, it’s to taunt you again, a faint kiss bestowed by a curved smile, just another way to stop you speaking. Same as ever he knows what you want, he just wants you mindless and desperate for him first.
You breathe in moans while he grinds his cock against your pulsing entrance, snatching all the oxygen he allows, faint tears in your eyes from the exertion and the time spent on the dizzying edge of pleasure. Even Nines isn’t quiet anymore: he murmurs honeyed humiliations in your ear, says your attempts to please are pathetic, but you look so pretty when you try. His laugh reverberates in his chest when you try to speak again and you feel almost suffocated by his presence, everywhere except where you need him most.
It’s when he pulls away and you lose the hard press of him against your swollen clit that you dig your fingers into his skin, creating white patches where you apply pressure, and beg him to fuck you. The words flee from your mouth in a half-coherent mess of frustration and desire, arms and legs pulling with laughable human strength to keep his naked form to you, dreading the moment he denies you again.
He doesn’t.
Instead, he presses into you fluidly, leaning close to watch you take him, murmuring soft encouragement. His thrusts send your ears buzzing, the new friction incredible after your wait. When he asks you a question you nod and he laughs again, peppering your hot skin with delicate kisses as he drives into you harder, pushing you closer until you’re pleading for permission to come.
Nines doesn’t give it until you’re screaming for him. Strong, inhuman arms hold you as you shake and spiral. He marks you from the inside, soothing you with gentle hands and words you listen for and miss—all except one.
“Mine.”
#misc: flash fic#prompt me#ch: nines rk900#nines x reader#dbh nines x reader#misc: fan works#asks#anon asks#I apologise for the wait anon... I sure hope he was worth waiting for 😏#I have... others to write now#let's play baby
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“From the handful of pets Connor tries to hide in his room, Hank always did say that the 9-year-old had a bad habit of picking up strays. Apparently this also included androids.”
A cute story featuring Android Gavin and Human Connor called “Feel the Sun”
#dbh#detroit become human#detroit: become human#dbh gavin#detroit become human gavin reed#dbh rk800#dbh connor#Detroit Become Human Connor#dbh gavin reed#android gavin#fan fic rec
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LIFETIME ACHIEVEMENT AWARD
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"'What’ll happen if I pull this trigger,' he sneered. 'Huh? Oblivion? Nothing? Android heaven?'
...
Hank’s head was swimming. He didn’t know what he wanted. An excuse to blow its brains out. A reason not to. For the world to make sense again. His lip curled in reply.
Connor stared down the barrel of the gun for several seconds, silent. Finally, it spoke. 'If you pull that trigger, CyberLife will send you another.'
'Another what.'
And suddenly Hank saw it: something buried under a thousand layers of nothingness. Deep beneath the evenness of Connor’s voice, he could hear the waver of it. 'Another me.'"
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From I_was_there_for_you's fanfiction, I Was There For You on AO3 (Chapter 20)
#dude that Lemon Demon song (Lifetime Achievement Award) has been putting the thought of this fan art in my brain for aaaages#I've been itchy to draw this...#ALSO!!!! GO READ THE FANFIC IT'S //UNGODLY// GOOD#myart#detroit become human#connor dbh#connor rk800#amanda dbh#(not my) OC: Dr. Julia Cathcart#(both of whom are in hand form)#Fic Rec: I Was There For You
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It occurred to me that I should advertise my DBH fic on Tumblr, so here it goes.
I have two so far, one a rare pair (Elijah Kamski/Leo Manfred) and one that's currently Connor-centric, though other characters will feature later.
If you like slooooooow burn, idiots in love, Old People Music, road trips, and Chloe and the ST200's having Actual Personalities, as well as a smidgen of world conquest, you might like:
One act of violence, and Carl had lost both his sons. One to revolution, and the other to a fatal injury. In an act of desperation, Carl calls his old friend Elijah and demands he transfer Leo’s mind to an android body.
The procedure is a success, but Leo is left without a place in this world. He’s no longer human, but he’s not an android, either. He hides himself away with the only person who understands what he’s going through, man-turned-android Elijah Kamski. But Kamski is a mystery, and Leo has doubts about Kamski’s motives.
Is Elijah Kamski an unfeeling machine who wants to bring about humanity’s downfall? Or is he a man who has lost all hope?
Or you could try something that's more of a mystery. Even to me. 👀
When Elijah Kamski is critically injured in an attack, Connor and Hank investigate. Multiple groups are taking credit for the attack, and they must dig deep into the man himself to discover who wanted him dead the most.
Finding the attacker is far more important than the human authorities realize; Elijah is the creator of androids, and an attack on their creator is an attack on android-kind. If Connor and Hank can't solve the mystery, another revolution will erupt - and this time, it may end in violence.
#detroit: become human#dbh#elijah kamski#leo manfred#connor rk800#dbh connor#leoski#fan fic#dbh fan fic
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self promo read my fic boy
#dbh#detroit become human#dbh fan fics#connor rk800#hank anderson#read it even if you dont like dad son you can just ignore the 1 line i promise#mine#mydbhfics
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ENCRYPTION - CHAPTER TWENTY TWO
Chapter 22: Our Message: Part Two is now available.
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The Silence of Impulse
long time no see... but guess who JUST POSTED A FIC
#convin#reed800#connor#gavin reed#detroit: become human#dbh#dbh fanfic#fan fiction#writing#slow burn#first fic#enemies to lovers#rk800#connor rk800#squeeee
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I forgot to take my meds so I’m gonna do some silly short imagines/scenarios with COD and DBH characters x reader
Warnings??: swearing. Cringe and uncreative :3, but I’m having fun so… reader being chaotic and silly
Mentions of smoking/cigars at one point and blood at one point but not too bad
A really fucked up looking cake made by reader and Connor
Somewhat Connor x reader
Price being basically the dad of everyone
Hank and Connor being the best father son duo
Hank kinda being a father figure overall
Hank also creating an abomination
OOC Connor??? Sorta??? Idk if headcanons about Deviant Connor count as OOC we don’t really see much of Deviant Connors personality.
COD imagines
Reader: who’s got their hands on their favourite food and they’re devouring it (may or may not be inspired by me at dinner earlier today)
Everyone else: looking on in fear and awe, their food basically untouched as reader is basically oblivious to the world
Soap: “Jesus fuckin Christ lad/lass, could ya slow down?! It’s givin’ me a stomach ache just looking at ya”
Reader: who stops dead in their tracks, food stuffed in their mouth as they are mid chew, fork with more food on it held up in midair as if they are about to take another bite. And they start slowly chewing again as they slowly descend back into their episode of shovelling food down their throat
Soap: “that’s fuckin it, bloody hell im eatin in my room” as he picks up his plate and walks off
Reader: walking back inside with a plastic tub that seems to be wet and heavy.
Price: “what have you done this time.”
Reader: “noooothing” they smile a little to themselves as they try to conceal their laughter
Price: “let me look in the tub. Now.”
Reader: backing off not wanting to make him angry.
Ghost, Soap, Gaz, Rudy, Alejandro, and Graves: All siting peacefully in the main area.
Price: in the background “Why the fuck did you bring a fucking baby Shark inside?!”
Ghost: covered in glitter, absolutely pissed beyond belief “would you like to tell me why there was a bucket of glitter sat on top of my door?!”
Reader: “well that’s actually a funny story you see…” starts booking it in the opposite direction
Ghost: chasing after them at full speed, still covered in glitter, leaving a glitter trail behind him.
Everyone: very confused as to why there is a glitter trail eventually leading to a locked door with a glitter covered Ghost banging on it with reader crying/laughing behind it out of both fear and it being the funniest shit they have seen all day
COD headcanons
I like to imagine Gaz really likes Beyoncé so if he’s ever put on cleaning duty he will wait until everyone’s asleep and he’ll listen to Beyoncé with his headphones on while cleaning, he’s definitely been caught a couple times by Price or Graves or something. He never lived it down but it still didn’t stop his love for Beyoncé.
Soap really loves olives, like, REALLY loves them so much so to the point where every time they get a supply of Olives they have to lock them away so Soap doesn’t take them too his room and eat them all in one sitting (side note: I hate olives, I really fucking hate olives)
Ghost likes hello kitty because it reminds him of the softer things in life (which he doesn’t really get to see much I can imagine) so back at home he has a bunch of hello kitty stuff such as plushies all placed neatly on his bed along with some other stuff like bed sheets, but he refuses to take any of it with him on missions even if he can keep it in his room in the Barracks because he’s just so scared that if the Barracks get attacked his plushies will either get dirty/bloody or straight up “injured” and he just loves them too much to let that happen, just quietly he thinks if that where to ever happen his entire world would fucking crumble in front of him (self inserting myself a bit bc I love my plushies this much too and I love hello kitty)
Price although he smokes cigars he knows how it can make Gaz worry (worried son moment frfr) so he’s trying to stop so he’s taken up chewing a shit load of gum. He will sneak in an occasional cigar if he gets too stressed out on a mission. He just needs that relief for a second but he swears he’ll stop next time (he doesn’t).
Soap likes to collect bath toys, ever since he got his nickname “Soap” he’s taken a liking to collecting bath toys (specifically rubber ducky’s) whenever he’s back at home.
Graves is a full blown homosexual but he’s too scared to admit it so he denies it every time.
DBH imagines
Hank: getting home after reader and Connor (deviant Connor, sorry I really only write deviant Connor bc he holds a special place in my heart and any kind of Connor hurts me) get a day off “Hey im homeeee…”
Reader: covered in flour and butter
Connor: the ends of his fingers are charred black a bit from the oven and he has icing bits in his hair
Reader and Connor collectively: “We made you a cake! :D”
The cake in question:
Hank: literal fucking tears in his eyes out of pure terror and stress. “…Thanks guys, I’m not. I’m not hungry right now but I’ll eat it later” as he slowly shuffles to his room with a shell shocked look on his face.
Connor and Reader: Looking at each other with the stupidest and biggest smile on their faces.
(This is inspired by a tik tok audio)
Connor: who’s deviant but is still used to being a machine so he analyses every single little thing. He walks up to reader. “You’re hair smells different today, did you use a different shampoo?”
Reader: slowly turning around with a scared smile on their face. “That’s actually really… creepy”
Connor: (in his head) “creepy? Am I. Creepy?” But on the outside he looks like he’s on the verge of tears
Reader: who sees his expression and immediately hugs him just to assure him they’re not mad just giving him a heads up that it’s kinda weird, they still love him tho (either platonically or romantically)
Hank: in the kitchen making something
Connor: “Hey Hank, what are you making?” As he makes the mistake, the traumatic life changing mistake of looking in the pot
Hank: who’s boiling fucking raw chicken with nothing but hot water. “Chicken.” He says bluntly as he cleans up and puts the chicken on the plate and eats it while it’s completely unseasoned and practically raw
Connor: from the sheer shock of the encounter he goes into overload and he’s getting warning systems all over telling him sometimes wrong
Reader: who has to sit Connor down as they try not to gag from Hanks creation he dares to call a “meal”
DBH headcanons
Neither Hank nor Connor can cook for shit so 90% of the time it’s either microwaveable food or take out for Hank.
Since Connor turned Deviant he developed social anxiety but when he’s around people such as Hank or reader he’s so silly, he gets so stupid and funny it’s so cute to see him like that (I want to squeeze him and put him in my pocket then have him surgically inserted into my heart permanently I love him so much)
Connors autistic
Hanks Bi
Connors Pansexual
Connor and Hank so father son activities such as play catch outside and walk Sumo (with reader ofc)
Hank had his house renovated to have an extra room put in for Connor (and if you also want to live there an extra room for you but if your romantically in a relationship with Connor you would probably just have a bed put in Connors room and Connor, although he doesn’t need sleep, he’ll go into sleeping mode with you on the bed as you two cuddle)
Connor saved up enough money to buy a phone so once he got it all set up the camera roll is just filled with pictures of Sumo, other dogs he saw in public while out, him and Hank taking selfies, Hank who once got drunk and stole his phone and took pictures of himself, you and Connor selfies, (if you two are romantically together, sometimes just pictures of you, many, many pictures of you) and, you, Hank, Sumo and him all in a photo together. Maybe a couple of photos with his other friends too such as Markus etc etc but it’s mainly those.
Connor love’s physical touch, platonically, romantically, all of it. Every day he gives Hank a good morning hug, and a good night hug (best son ever fr) and every time he sees you he squeezes you into a tight hug and won’t let go for a good minute (if you two are in love he’ll also pepper your entire face with kisses for that entire minute finishing off with a smooch on the lips)
Ok that’s all for now, I love Connor fr he’s my favourite I would die for him.
I know this was super cringe but I had sm fun doing this.
Ok it’s like 2AM I should go to bed
Bye bye!
#cod x reader#cod mw2 x reader#dbh x reader#Detroit become human x reader#I swear to god if I see anyone shipping Hankcon I will block u#also goes for price and gaz or really any on the team I see them as his children it makes me super uncomfy and it’s just kinda weird#:3#also i just read the most wild COD fan fic on here like oh my god Jesus Christ y’all need to be restrained#I cant sleep help me#I’m so hyper rn
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I spun the wheel o' doom and got...500 words. YES. In 500 words, perhaps you might describe Nines and Reader on a stakeout. The tension has been ratcheting up between them, and it suddenly breaks...but can they also keep their eyes on the (criminal) prize?
one RK900, packed into his little to-go container. he's only a little spicy. 😏✨ 500 words, rated M.
want a turn? prompt me.
“Is that them?”
“No.”
You sneak a glance at him, but he catches you looking. “And you’re avoiding the question. Are you embarrassed?”
Faking exasperation, you go back to scanning the windows and doors for light and signs of movement.
“I’m fine. It’s just getting warm in here.”
Nines leans marginally closer and for a moment you fool yourself that he’s aiming for a better view of the building.
“The temperature has been stable for the past thirty-six minutes.” You spear him with an annoyed look, undercut by the heat in your cheeks. He’s almost certainly able to spot it; you’re probably glowing in the dark in his vision.
This time when he leans closer, he holds your gaze. You hold your breath. His eyes reflect the distant streetlights as he studies your expression.
“Aren’t you supposed to be watching the building, Nines?”
“I am more than capable of multitasking.” His eyes travel down your face without shame. He’s trying to unnerve you on purpose—of course he’d wait until you were confined somewhere intimate to interrogate you. “Explain for me.”
Where you sit, leaned forward in the front passenger seat, you have a perfect view of the old apartment complex. Nines encroaches a little every time you refuse to answer a question; your space shrinks.
“I think we should focus on the case.”
You’re slowly dragging your gaze across the dark, empty windows when Nines’ fingers grab your jaw and turn you back to face him.
“I think you should focus on me.”
He’s no closer than before, but he’s looming in your view, broad and imposing without even having to move. Your breath has caught, your mind occupied solely with the firm press of his fingertips and the intensity of his attention.
“When you told Officer Chen you knew exactly what you’d do for me, what did you mean, detective?”
“Whatever she told you is an exaggeration,” you breathe, willing your heartbeat to slow. “You know what she’s like, she—”
“I heard you myself.”
“Oh fuck, I—”
“Is that what you had in mind?”
His thumb moves to brush the fullest part of your lips, fingers curling under your chin to tilt it towards him. He’s frustrating, he’s arrogant, but more annoying than that is he’s right.
No fucking way you let him have the last word.
“Put your seat back.”
You’ve lowered your voice and thrown every ounce of confidence you have into it as you stare him down. There’s the faintest curve to his mouth when he watches you, presuming defiance.
“Feeling confined, detective?”
As best you can with his fingers holding your face, you shake your head.
“No.” You take a breath and lean closer, your rush of bravery fuelled by adrenaline. “You want to multitask? Push your chair back. I’ll show you what I had in mind.”
A flash in the window.
Nines’ irritated grunt is sweeter than music, but he doesn’t let go.
“I’ll get my demonstration eventually.”
You grin wide.
“Yes, sir.”
#misc: flash fic#prompt me#ch: nines rk900#nines x reader#dbh nines x reader#misc: fan works#asks#shinyportalsandthings#as always thank you for enabling me#😏#side note: I had a smut version of this prompt but something about it Did Not Fit. I'm going to have to do some practice with v short smut#for now. my second love: tension#which is to say... I just love teasing you 😏
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