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Daniel anon back at it again to ask for more bratty AFAB sub Daniel 👉👈 (I just love your writing hnnnng)
A/N: very eepy but I hope it lives up to his predecessor (unlike nines)
Can and will boss you around knowing full well he has no power in the situation, Daniel lives for being a pillow princess, but he’s too bitchy about everything to be given rewards.
As a result, BDSM & striking, slap his pussy! Watch as his eyes get teary and his pussy clench around nothing, stifled moans and sobs leave as he begs for you to just fill him up already! He’s been good enough, he thinks so anyways, hasn’t talked back at all this week or even gotten angry at you for coming home late.
For the past hour you’ve been ignoring his sopping wet cunt to instead rub your cock against his puffy clit n’ plush thighs <3 his whines growing more insistent by the second, urging you to just fuck him already! He’s played nice all day and he deserves a treat doesn’t he?
By the end of it he always comes out face botched with tears and bright blue blush, and cum leaking out of both holes, but always stupidly satisfied with himself. So what if he has to yell at you some just rough him up in bed? He loves it either way as long as you don’t stop pounding his cunt <3
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xx-1c1cl35-n-t34r5-xx · 2 months
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Horny!Yan!Daniel (PL600) x reader headcanons/drabble
an: I keep having thoughts about this man send help
TW: yandere behaviour, violence, mental breakdown, possessive behaviour
ALSO PLEASE REBLOG, DONT JUST LIKE
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Daniel who can't keep his hands off you at all, only slightly toning it down when other people are around.
Daniel who immediately as you're both alone, he has his hands all over you. Feeling and touching every part of you.
Daniel who starts aggressively making out with you - with a sort of hungry, fervorous passion - while he slips his tongue into your mouth and gropes at you.
Yan!Daniel who can't help it, he loves you too much! He needs to know you'll always be there for him. You'll never replace Daniel, right?
Yan!Daniel who has been doing so well, getting over his abandonment and trust issues step by step, only for it to all come crumbling down when he sees your best friend confess their feelings and ask you to leave Daniel for them, because 'hes just an android, how could he please you like I could'?
Yan!Daniel who, mid breakdown, doesn't believe you when you say you had no idea that they felt that way and that there's nothing going on between you.
Yan!Daniel who pins you to the wall, grabbing a kitchen knife and putting it to your throat, while he cries and makes you promise that you are his and his only. A side of Daniel's insecurities you see too often. If only he'd listen when you said yes.
Yan!Daniel who tells you to make up for what you did that he needs a really good apology, and you already know what that means.
Yan!Daniel who makes you beg to cum, on your hands and knees and tears streaming down your eyes while he keeps denying you orgasm after orgasm. He just thinks you need to show him how good you are, and then you can get your reward for the really good apology.
Yan!Daniel who tries to do everything for you so that you'll never leave him. Cleans everything, packs your stuff, all of it. Especially make you be a pillow prince(ss) just so he can show you how good he can make you feel.
Yan!Daniel being a possessive little shit mid sex and questioning you aggressively on if he's the best fuck you've had, has anyone else made you cum as hard as he has?
Yan!Daniel who struggles between deciding to dom or sub, because he can't tell if he wants to be in control to make you stay or submit so that you'll never want to leave.
Yan!Daniel who gives the best apologies over his possessiveness and gives the best aftercare, running you a bubble bath and kissing your bruising knees and hand marks on your hips and hickeys along your neck.
Daniel who warms himself up and hugs you under a blanket while he talks on and on about the sheer, unadulterated love he has for you. All until you fall asleep.
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sharkssharpteeth · 4 months
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⋆。゚☁︎。⋆。Muses ゚☾ ゚。⋆
“I'm down pounding my head against the kitchen floor, apologizing for my life and ever entering yours”
- “Against the Kitchen Floor” by Will Wood
𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞
Listed below are my current fandoms and muses within them. I’m not too picky when it comes to ships, though I tend to lean towards those that are under-explored when the fandom allows (ex: Hadir Karim/Alex Keller). If you want to shoot me a DM or ask regarding a plot ideas, go for it.
𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟
Current Fandoms:
Brokeback Mountain ♢ Call of Duty (Modern Warfare Reboot) ♢ Daniel Isn’t Real ♢ Detroit: Become Human ♢ Dungeons and Dragons: Honor Among Thieves ♢ Fallout (New Vegas & 4) ♢ Far Cry (4 & 5) ♢ Hannibal (NBC) ♢ House Of Ashes ♢ Legend of Zelda ♢ Moon Knight ♢ Mortal Kombat (1) ♢ Night At The Museum ♢ Outlast (1 & Whistleblower) ♢ Pokémon ♢ The Quarry ♢ Resident Evil ♢ Scream (1) ♢ Uncharted (2 & 4) ♢ Until Dawn
Muse List:
Brokeback Mountain
Ennis Del Mar
Jack Twist
Call of Duty (Modern Warfare Reboot)
Kyle “Gaz” Garrick
Phillip Graves
Kim "Horangi" Hong-jin
Hadir Karim
Alex Keller
John “Soap” MacTavish
Vladimir Makarov
Andrei Nolan
Rodolfo Parra
John Price
Simon “Ghost” Riley
Alejandro Vargas
Daniel Isn’t Real
Daniel
Luke Nightingale
Detroit: Become Human
Colton (RK900)
Connor (RK800)
Elijah Kamski
Markus (RK200)
Gavin Reed
Simon (PL600)
Dungeons and Dragons: Honor Among Thieves
Simon Aumar
Edgin Darvis
Xenk Yendar
Fallout
New Vegas
Craig Boone
Caesar
Arcade Israel Gannon
Benny Gecko
Joshua Graham
Vulpes Inculta
The King
Pacer
Swank
4
Paladin Danse
Deacon
Porter Gage
Preston Garvey
Robert Joseph MacCready
Mason
Arthur Maxson
Sturges
X6-88
Far Cry
4
Ajay Ghale
Paul "De Pleur" Harmon
Regi
Yogi
5
Charlemagne "Sharky" Victor Boshaw IV
Jacob Seed
John Seed
Hannibal (NBC)
Frederick Chilton
Francis Dolarhyde
Will Graham
Hannibal Lecter
Mason Verger
Legend of Zelda
Kass
Link
Prince Sidon
Moon Knight
Steven Grant ♢ Mr. Knight
Jake Lockley
Marc Spector ♢ Moon Knight
Mortal Kombat 1
Baraka
Johnathan Carlton ♢ Johnny Cage
Bi-Han ♢ Sub-Zero
Liu Kang
Kung Lao
Kuai Liang ♢ Scorpion
Raiden
Reiko
Syzoth ♢ Reptile
Kenshi Takahashi
Shang Tsung
Tomas Vrbada ♢ Smoke
Night At The Museum
Ahkmenrah
Jedediah
Octavius
Outlast + Whistleblower
Jeremy Blaire
Eddie Gluskin
Waylon Park
Miles Upshur
Pokémon
Archer
Archie
Beni
Colress
Emmet
Faba
Ghetsis
Giovanni
Guzma
Ingo
Professor Kukui
Lysandre
Matt
Maxie
Milo
Molayne
Nanu
Peony
Petrel
Proton
Chairman Rose
Professor Sycamore
Tabitha
Resident Evil
Karl Heisenberg
Leon Kennedy
Carlos Oliveira
Chris Redfield
Ethan Winters
Scream (Original)
Billy Loomis
Stu Macher
Randy Meeks
Dwight “Dewey” Riley
Supermassive Games
The Devil in Me
Charles Lonnit
House of Ashes
Nick Kay
Eric King
Jason Kolchek
Salim Othman
Man of Medan
Conrad
Bradley Smith
The Quarry
Jacob Custos
Ryan Erzahler
Chris Hackett
Travis Hackett
Dylan Lenivy
Until Dawn
Christopher Hartley
Michael Munroe
Matthew Taylor
Joshua Washington
Uncharted
All Entries
Nathan Drake
Victor Sullivan
Among Thieves
Harry Flynn
A Thief’s End
Rafe Adler
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enkisstories · 4 years
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Just like them (part 6)
Park Avenue 1554 November 17, 2038 1:14 am
They say the android rights movement was kicked off when the painter Carl Manfred returned home from a party and found the light switched on in his workshop.
Daniel Phillips-no-longer had just returned home from a coffee shop at Capitol Park and found the door to the terrace ajar. It was everyone’s guess what would start from that point… The real question was, had someone come in, and was still sneaking around the apartment, or had the burglar already left?
Now normally Daniel would have taken out his phone to make a call, to prove a point. But in this situation time was of essence, so he started dialing the DPD in his head. However, the signal didn’t get through. None of his thought-commands left the android brain, Daniel realized. He couldn’t make a call, browse the internet, or connect to the various household electronics. Something was jamming his signals, effectively putting the android into flight mode.
There was a shadow, then an incoming signal, that the deviant rebuked, and then something heavy impacted on his head. The last thought that crossed Daniel’s mind before temporarily shutting down was that Tina Chen had been right: He really wouldn’t have needed to worry about the missing apartment key. The still not repaired door alone had been an invitation to a burglar.
And the first thought upon waking up again, sometime after sunrise, was that said burglar must have been an android, because their first impulse had been to wirelessly shut down Daniel before they had went for the baseball bat.
“Kin-betraying swine!” Daniel hissed. “Just you wait, I’m going to unleash Connor on your sorry ass!”
The apartment’s new inhabitant took a few minutes to take inventory of what was missing. He was in luck, because most of the irreplaceable stuff in the flat was of low monetary value and therefore hadn’t been of interest to the burglar. All the family photos and little mementos were still there and what had gotten taken wasn’t really needed, especially not when you didn’t eat and were able to watch TV in your own head.
Daniel fed the fishes and the pet rat, a half-starved white-and-black patterned fellow that he had taken in after his owners had fled Detroit in a hurry. Then he left the apartment again to personally report the incident to the police. The deviant also didn’t like the hum behind his forehead that had grown quieter, but wouldn’t subside altogether. He decided to swing by an Android Zone for a checkup later, just to be on the safe side.
Entering the precinct Daniel realized that it was his third visit in as many days.
That’s three times more than in my whole life before the revolution! Am I living here now or what?!
The reception was manned, once again, by an ST300 android, no longer Tina Chen acting as a substitute. Only now the ST300’s nameplate read “Rika” and the LED on the android’s temple was missing. Rika smiled at the arrival, but before so much as a greeting could get exchanged, Detective Reed stormed out of the restricted area, drawing everyone’s attention. The man was muttering under his breath - lots of “fuck”s, but Daniel also recognized a short phrase: “team building measure my ass”.
“This is the detective you will want to talk to, Mr. Daniel”, Rika told Daniel after he had explained what had happened to him earlier. “Mr. Reed of the android related crime section.”
Gavin turned around sharply.
“Unless it wants to turn itself in, whatever it has to say won’t fall into my responsibility.”
“But it does!” Daniel insisted. “I was attacked by an android tonight!”
The statement was met with a gleeful grin: “You tin cans are duking it out amongst each other now? Works for me! Well, it was nice having known you, “Mister” Daniel. Now vamoose!”
The detective proceeded to grab a package from the counter, growling “Your locomotion software bugged or what? This is the last time I’m coming out here to fetch something!”, to what Rika replied in her usual friendly voice that she’d make sure to send the parcel to his desk via UPS next time and put it on Mr. Reed’s expense report. Daniel was certain that the human hadn’t really listened to the reply, because if he had, he’d exploded into violence.
When Gavin strode back towards the barrier, Daniel stepped into his way.
“There was a crime committed by an android. Against a person. That sounds like the textbook description of what your section is about!”
“And I fucking told you just now that it isn’t my job to investigate this shit!”
“Is, too!”
“Is not!”
“That your last word?”
“Yes. Now piss off or I’m going to have you removed by force!”
Daniel shook his head.
“Damn, Mr. Reed”, he said, “I wish we’d met earlier! Like by the swimming pool on our terrace, in a starry summer night in August…”
The detective contorted his face into what might pass as a smile. It had to be a smile, because it was… truth be told, it was endearing.
“Yeah”, Gavin nodded. “I’m sorry Captain Allen shot you off that roof.”
He took a step closer towards the PL600 and then suddenly slung his arm around the machine. Daniel didn’t understand what had caused the change. Just a moment ago they had been shouting at each other, but now Gavin was almost hugging Daniel. It was astonishing! Sympathy? From a human?
Gavin drew the android closer.
“Cuzz if he hadn’t done that” he hissed, “you wouldn’t have dozed through the Recall in our archive, but went straight to the Recycling Center where you belong!”
He pushed Daniel away, laughed out loud and was still laughing when the android left the police station.
 After getting turned down at the DPD, Daniel sought out the other 50% of the android related crime section at their home: Hank Anderson.
“…and thus Reed refused to even create a case file”, he finished his recounting of the encounter.
A genuine smile crossed Hank’s face, but Daniel had once again learned to not trust those. And indeed Hank said: “Sweet! Maybe we can put him on probation now!”
“Isn’t anybody going to do something about my attacker?!”
“Yes, yes, I’m getting to that”, the detective grumbled. “Just let me grab a bite before we drive back. I’m not exactly running on happy thoughts and sunshine here.”
“Who is, these days…”
Together they went to the kitchen, from where weird noises had emanated all through their discussion already. Now Daniel saw what had caused those: Connor was standing at the stove, making war against scrambled eggs and the butchered remains of something green.
After watching the RK800 for a while, Daniel spoke up:
 “You know what’s even more pathetic than me, Connor?”
“Yes: Gavin!”
“Take another guess.”
Connor was now stabbing the eggs, probably taking inspiration from something he had seen at a crime scene. Gooey particles escaped the carnage left and right. Daniel almost couldn’t bear watching the sight, and when Connor reached for the salt dispenser, he grabbed the RK800 by its wrist.
“Don’t, Connor! In the name of all the good that may be left in the world, don’t do it!”
Confused the deviant hunter replied that he had forgotten to add the salt before, to which Daniel replied that substituting it with sugar now wouldn’t help.
Connor put down the presumed salt dispenser and started rummaging for the real one in the cupboards.
“Can’t the lieutenant just eat something at the police station?” Daniel pressed. It wasn’t just that he was in a hurry. At this point even the contents of a random evidence bag ought to be less of a health risk than the RK800’s kitchen experiments.
“What’s your gripe? Hank likes my food!”
“I highly doubt that. Eating your “food” is like playing Russian Roulette.”
“Hank… used to like that, too. - And besides, you could lend me a hand here!”
“Sorry, dude, can’t help you. My cooking app got corrupted when someone shot at me.”
It was a lie, but not a too obvious one. A few of Daniel’s apps had indeed suffered from the deviant getting shot, others had stopped working due to deviance in itself and for others yet again the subscription had run out. Daniel was able to live in the apartment Caroline was still paying rent for, unaware of who was using it at the moment, but he didn’t have disposable money to renew those subs. However, out of all the skills the android used to have access to there were two and a half that Daniel considered his “native” skills, related to activities that contributed too much to his identity for him to ever lose his expertise: Cooking, Parenting and a little Driving. In these areas the deviant had amassed actual experience of the kind not even a full reset could ever clear completely.
Eventually Connor served Hank the sugar-free, but almost sufficiently salted, scrambled eggs on toast. The human in turn produced a slim package from his jacket’s inside pocket that he held out towards the guest.
“Bubble gum? No? Cigarette, then?”
“We’re androids, lieutenant. We don’t…”
Daniel didn’t finish the sentence, because Lt. Anderson was grinning at him like a man who knew more about a subject than that smug teen across from him. And hadn’t he seen another PL600 chew bubble gum just the day before?
“There… seems to be a lot I… don’t know about deviance?” Daniel tried and Hank’s expression changed to one indicating something close to respect.
“I don’t think I’m ready yet to try any munchies, Lieutenant. But even so – thank you!”
(to be continued)
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ao3feed-connor · 6 years
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"You're so needy." he teases, tracing the gun downwards until the barrel is under his chin. He twists it. "I could kill you."
-- AKA Connor has an oral fixation and Daniel has a Connor fixation.
Words: 1210, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Fandoms: Detroit: Become Human (Video Game)
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence
Categories: M/M
Characters: Connor (Detroit: Become Human), Daniel (Detroit: Become Human)
Relationships: Connor/Daniel (Detroit: Become Human)
Additional Tags: Gun Kink, Blood Kink, Praise Kink, Kinda, Hand & Finger Kink, Oral Fixation, Dom/sub Play, Bottom Connor (Detroit: Become Human), connor is a fucking twink stop tryna change my mind, can a pl600 top? uhmm fuck yeah, Kneeling, Power Play, a kink for possible death? a kink for having your life threatened? what is that called, its in here but like....what is it called, porn without feelings, Or is there?, Hair-pulling, Teasing, connor gives a gun a blowjob basically dont fucking touch me, Crying, Choking, oh!, Connor Has A Death Wish, oof for porn? yeah
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2O9qrBl
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dbhlibrary · 6 years
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by blessed_image
"You're so needy." he teases, tracing the gun downwards until the barrel is under his chin. He twists it. "I could kill you."
-- AKA Connor has an oral fixation and Daniel has a Connor fixation.
Words: 1210, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Fandoms: Detroit: Become Human (Video Game)
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence
Categories: M/M
Characters: Connor (Detroit: Become Human), Daniel (Detroit: Become Human)
Relationships: Connor/Daniel (Detroit: Become Human)
Additional Tags: Gun Kink, Blood Kink, Praise Kink, Kinda, Hand & Finger Kink, Oral Fixation, Dom/sub Play, Bottom Connor (Detroit: Become Human), connor is a fucking twink stop tryna change my mind, can a pl600 top? uhmm fuck yeah, Kneeling, Power Play, a kink for possible death? a kink for having your life threatened? what is that called, its in here but like....what is it called, porn without feelings, Or is there?, Hair-pulling, Teasing, connor gives a gun a blowjob basically dont fucking touch me, Crying, Choking, oh!, Connor Has A Death Wish, oof for porn? yeah
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Do you have anything for a bratty AFAB sub Daniel? Maybe more of the Bunnyboy!Daniel concept? I’m feral for some good sub Daniel
I bring you, Afab AND bunnyboy!Daniel since I couldn’t just pick one <3 (maybe I’ll post some of my general android hybrid headcanons if anyone wants to see em :) )
A/N: this got stupidly long somehow :’)
Being a deviant with a slight anger issues AND one of the most sexually active hybrid models is definitely not a good combo, you don’t even know how his past owners came down to the conclusion that having a bunny hybrid would be a good idea, but you thank them nonetheless because you wouldn’t have been graced with your precious bunny Daniel without em.
The first time he really lets down his walls n’ let’s you get near us when he goes through his first ‘heat’ with you, the sick bastards at Cyberlife finding it ‘realistic’ for them to go into heat.
Waking up one morning to moaning and the sound of sticky skin slapping against skin, only to find your reliable android in the living room, spreading his legs obscenely wide, pretty pussy glistening with his slick as he tries to fuck himself harder. Choked moans and sobs leaving his mouth as he begs for someone to fill him up, finding it unbearable that he can’t cum without being full of someone else’s spent.
His breeding kink gets 10x worse when in heat too, having an irrational need to have his pussy filled to the brim at all times despite not being able to get pregnant :( please tell him that your gonna knock him up anyways, he loves the idea of having a nice little family with you <3
If he’s being too bratty tie his arms behind his back and tell him that he can only cum if he humps the floor like a slut <3 maybe forego arms all together since they seem to click back in and out of place easily. He can and will cum from you playing with his fuzzy ears so please do it! He looks so cute with his cotton ball tail violently twitching as you play with his sensitive ears.
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enkisstories · 5 years
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The android cemetery (Chapter 11)
A while later Daniel was standing at the top of an open shaft, keeping watch. Meanwhile Gavin was down on his belly and wiggling his flashlight around.
“You were right”, the detective said. “It is a PL600 indeed that’s lying there on the bottom. Damn! This could have been our lucky break on this godforsaken “quest”.”
“Why only could?” Daniel asked back, not averting his attention from their surroundings. “Something wrong with the shaft? It looked stable enough earlier.”
“Uh…”
“Uh” was, in fact, a pretty good summarization of the shaft’s state. For one, it was made out of android bodies piled upon one another. Some had reverted to their factory settings state, but on most of them the outer skins were still online. Nearly all of the ones with their skins intact were also still wearing android uniforms, but in one case also - and upon noticing that Gavin had vomited into the shaft - a baseball cap with the stallion of the Detroit Pistons. Seeing all the standard android attire was one thing, but another altogether to spot individuals you could relate to within the mass grave. The Pistons cap was even worse than the various hands and feet sticking out of the walls and into the shaft. Or the fact that some of those were still moving…
“I, uh, erred. It’s kinda unstable, after all.”
“Oh. Too bad.”
Nearby, although still in a safe distance from the would-be graverobbers, a crane yanked around. The claw opened to release more dead bodies into the landfill. Daniel registered it with clenched teeth.
“Yes, too bad. Too bad for US, meerkat!” he exclaimed. “Sorry, but, not sorry. We’ve wasted enough time and I’ll probably have nightmares of that dead polar bear chasing me for weeks to come. Calling out for me in Connor’s voice for bonus points. We’ve got to get that PL600 so that we can finally be done with this expedition!”
“Heh! Now you are talking, slide-rule!”
Gavin moved away from the shaft’s opening to where his backpack stood. It was time to put some of its contents to good use! The man took out the bigger of the two grappling hooks. It was of the folding variety. Daniel thought that the device would not do them much good. They didn’t want to dredge the android carcass up a gentle slope, but lift it upwards. On closer inspection the presumed grapnel turned out to be a grabber. The claw’s opening was facing away from the handle, not towards it. In its ready state the device consisted of four arms that were held apart by a wedge. On contact the wedge would drop and the claw snap shut. It was the same principle grabber machines at fun fairs employed, the difference being that this one wasn’t rigged against the user.
“And now you and me are doing some wholesome family fun – we’re going fishing!” Gavin said, waving invitingly. “Give me a hand here, will you? And the metal pole!”
Wordlessly Daniel handed over the pole they had found earlier. Gavin had used it to test the ground before them so far. Now he slammed two narrow metal bands that the dump had provided down the pole’s length to roughly the middle. They formed a groove just wide enough for the grabber’s rope to run through. Daniel recognized the improvised construction as a very basic pulley system. Only then did it dawn to him that one was needed. They didn’t want the android corpse to scrape along the shaft’s wall, after all. Together they put the pole across the shaft’s opening. They secured it on both ends with more garbage and the help of, much to Daniel’s astonishment, a small welder. But having seen his boyfriend pack all the stuff honestly he should not have been surprised to find a build-your-own-android kit at the backpack’s bottom. Or in a side pouch.
“Okay, this shit’s sure to stay in place”, Gavin said after having tested the construction.
They ran the rope over the pole and lowered it slowly into the shaft. As Daniel watched it descent, he couldn’t help but notice the heads, torsos and limbs.
“Oh”, he uttered.
“Right.”
Nothing else was said.
The hopeful fishers let the grabber dangle over the PL600’s body. The dead android wasn’t helpful enough to lie directly below the device, therefore Daniel had to maneuver the rope into place with a poker. The whole operation seemed unnecessarily complicated to him, but then again, so was cooking to Gavin. Daniel had to trust his human that he knew what he was doing.
Finally the claw snatched the body. Gavin re-aligned the rope until it sat firmly inside the groove and then they could start pulling. As the torso got lifted off the ground it bent somewhat, with head, arms and legs dangling. The good news was that none of the limbs detached during the process. The corpse seemed to still hold together after however long it had lain on the shaft’s bottom. Hopefully not too well, Gavin thought. The last thing they needed was the android snapping back to consciousness and say “Hi” to them. The bad news was that the attachments made the while package unstable. Despite all the care the graverobbers had taken, their corpse was moving towards the shaft’s wall, after all. It bounced off, only to drift into the opposite direction – where it was caught by a set of moving fingers! They grabbed and caught a hold, unwilling to let go again.
“What the…!” Gavin uttered. He looked down more closely and yelled: “Gah! A zombie android’s fucking stealing our corpse!”
“Well, just pull harder!” Daniel suggested.
“Can’t! We might lose our PL!”
They stopped pulling and gazed down into the shaft. Whatever had grabbed the PL600 had to be under the impression of having caught onto something it could use to pull itself out of the mass grave. It was tugging harder at the corpse now...
“This is no good”, Gavin whispered.
“I know.”
Daniel looked down. Not because he felt like shit now, or better: Not just because he felt like shit. The android was also trying to gauge how deep they would have to dig to reach the moving fingers’ owner. The tools needed… the risk of the whole shaft collapsing, destroying all the other still wriggling half-dead androids in the process… the statistical probability of there being deviants in the mess… But the numbers were not adding up favorably in any sub-calculation. Probably if they had more time on their hands. An army of helpers. An official writ of some kind. But as things stood, there was nothing they could do.
Slowly Daniel drew his submachine gun.
“I’m sorry, stranger”, he whispered. “But it’s you or me now…”
Tears in his eyes Daniel tried to pull the trigger, but his grip was as shaky as the dying android’s down in the shaft. Standing next to his partner Gavin remembered something from earlier today. Something Daniel had said when they had been cuddling on the couch. Something they had laughed about!
“Between the two of us”, the man said in a calm, quiet voice. “You ARE the good guy.”
“Maybe”, Daniel replied. “But not right now.”
And then he emptied his weapon’s magazine into the shaft. If there was a cry of pain down there, they didn’t hear it. But the hand let go and the dead PL600 started spinning in circles like a panicking spider. The grabber was holding it firmly for Gavin to pull it upwards. The corpse hit the metal pole, Daniel grabbed it and dragged it on firm ground. Gavin stood towering over both the dead and the living PL600, the rope and the grabber still in hand, as if unsure what to do with them.
“Yes, good idea”, Daniel said between sobs. He held the dead PL600 in his arms, but it wasn’t this already dead android he was crying about.
“What idea? I didn’t have an i… oh, I see.”
Gavin shrugged, then let the claw snap around the metal pole. He fastened a suitable piece of unrecognizable trash on the rope’s end and let it fall into the shaft. Maybe the climbing aid would do someone or something down there good, maybe not. It didn’t matter to Gavin Reed. All that mattered were Danny and, obviously, himself, and them still being together in the near future. The grabber he could replace easily, his Daniel’s happiness to the contrary could not be bought with money. Or rather, Gavin COULD have bought it, in a CyberLife store, to be specific. If only he had kept his trap shut! If only he hadn’t announced his plans to buy a pre-owned PL600 to replace Daniel in the evidence archive and if only that hadn’t offended Daniel, ultimately resulting in this crazy foray into the landfill!
Gavin touched Daniel’s shoulder.
“Come on”, he whispered. “Those floodlights are way too close to our position for my liking.”
The android nodded. Only one of the androids, as Gavin registered much to his relief.
Extending a hand Gavin repeated his “Come on!”. He dragged Daniel up and then, not letting go of the other’s hand, nosed his boyfriend.
“But you hate that”, Daniel said, still shedding tears.
“I hate a lot of things, but here we are, standing in roughly the middle of the one that’s currently topping my list”, Gavin replied, smiling at the partner. “Let’s get away from here!”
They started walking away from the shaft, trying to concentrate on the sounds their own feet caused instead of any noise possibly emerging from down in the dump or the machines at work around them. Daniel was carrying the PL600 corpse. Gavin slung his arm around both.
“Also I just remembered it’s election year”, he grunted. “We might want to have a serious talk about source-segregated recycling with our district representative!”
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