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autiacorart · 3 months

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rk1k week prompts: interface/first kiss/"what i am then?"/safe/guilt :DDD thanks to @rk1k-prompt-week i could draw this <33

#rk1k #dbh #detroit become human #rk1kpromptweek #dbh connor #dbh markus #i'm awfully cheesy you can't save me lol

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frankedz · 3 months

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For @rk1k-prompt-week's event

Prompts: Failed Revolution/ Leave him alone

#detroit become human #dbh #dbh markus #dbh connor #rk1k #rk1kpromptweek #illustration #artists on tumblr #art of mine #missed you all so much TTvTT #egg Markus for a change! :D

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clopinasworld · 3 months

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RK1K Prompt Week - Favourite AU

My fav AU is the one where they knew each other at Cyberlife before Markus was sent to live with Carl, and I have to thank this beautiful fic for that idea

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leelany-world · 3 months

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3D models by Zeppersart on Twitter (Markus) and DazCover on RenderHub (Connor)

RK1K Prompt Week Day 2: Partners in crime / Interface

Don't get in their way.

#rk1kpromptweek #dbh #detroit become human #rk1k #dbh connor #dbh markus #murder husbands #daz 3d studio #3drender #3d art #leelany renders #tw death #tw blood #tw gore

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rk1k-prompt-week · 6 months

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Hello and welcome to our RK1K Prompt Week 1!

Let's kick off 2024 with an event for our famous deviant hunter Connor and charismatic deviant leader Markus!

Date:

Jan 22 - Jan 28

Prompts:

Day 1 (Jan 22): Failed revolution/"Leave him alone!" Day 2 (Jan 23): Interface/Partners in crime Day 3 (Jan 24): Vampire-Hunter AU/Love on the battlefield Day 4 (Jan 25): First kiss/"Who am I then?" Day 5 (Jan 26): Favourite AU/Battle side by side Day 6 (Jan 27): Safe/Guilt Day 7 (Jan 28): Free Day

Rules:

⭕ This is an event for RK1K (Connor/Markus), so only works with RK1K as the main focus are allowed.

⭕ Writer: There's no word limit, write as little or as much as you like! A drabble, a one-shot, a series, a multi-chapter fic...

⭕ Artists: Anything goes when it comes to art: fully colored drawings, line art, collages, mood boards, gifsets, videos, playlists...

⭕ You can participate in as many days as you want, even if it's just one; you can use each prompt individually or combine them. There's no limit to your creativity!

⭕ Please tag your work appropriately if it contains sensitive topics.

⭕ Please use the tag #rk1kpromptweek or tag @rk1k-prompt-week in your posts! I will try to reblog them all, but if I miss a post, please tell me! Collection on AO3: RK1K_Prompt_Week. Twitter: @/Rk1kWeek

⭕ Late posts are always welcome, if they're properly tagged I'll reblog them.

⭕ If you have any questions, don't hesitate to ask!

⭕ Have fun with this event!

#rk1kpromptweek #rk1k #dbh #dbh connor #dbh markus #rk1000 #conkus

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iwonderwh0 · 3 months

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Vampire/Hunter AU snippet. Short summary: vampire Markus and hunter Connor are just shamelessly flirting about to bone

I'm a bit late for @rk1k-prompt-week or actually just in time for day 5 with favourite AU

"What is this for?"

Markus looks at the knife strapped to Connor's right thigh.

"Protection," Connor responds, trying to keep his face straight.

Unable to help it, Markus extends his hand in the direction of the knife, curious.

"No, don't-" Connor tries to say, shifting away as Markus reaches it. Swiftly, he withdraws with a hiss.

Silver.

Their eyes meet.

"Protection," Markus rises an eyebrow, and Connor nods, pressing his hands over his mouth, muffling an involuntary laugh.

Markus eyes him for another second, then rises away from the bed, walks to the bedside table and pulls something from one of the drawers.

"Can I propose an exchange?"

He is holding a condom.

Nodding, Connor unstraps the knife from his leg and hands it to Markus. He carefully takes it by the belt and places it on the bedside table. The sight of it captivates him for another moment with a question.

"Are you carrying more with you?" he asks when he gets back to the bed. At that point he already had Connor's gun and now also a knife, taken away and set aside, but the question of whether Connor could carry something else remained.

Connor tilts his head, weighting his answer.

"What do you think?"

"I don't know. Maybe you're hiding a clove of garlic garlic in your sock or something."

"Is that something you think I would do?" Connor laughs.

"Well, that's what I see," Markus nods to the knife on the bed table.

"Well," Connor hooks a leg around Markus's back and draws him closer almost making him fall, "in this case I invite you to search up for yourself."

Markus lifts himself back up and throws an evaluating glance at Connor's clothes.

"If you insist," he says.

"I do, actually," Connor says as Markus starts with his shirt from waist up, "For your own safety."

He unbuttons the top of Connor's shirt and in a few more buttons finds small cross on his neck.

"Is this also for protection?" Markus asks, smirking.

"Want me to take it off?"

"Unless you're hiding a needle inside I don't really care."

Connor hums in acknowledgment, then takes the cross off and throws it next to the knife on the bedside table.

"You do?" amused, Markus almost reaches to inspect it when Connor suppresses his attempt by pulling him back closer with his leg.

"No. But it's silver. I don't want to accidentally burn you."

"Oh, you don't need silver for that," Markus draws his hand across the bare skin of Connor's torso, delighted at the sight of him leaning into it. He wonders if he'd be leaning into his touch no matter where his hands end up when the pressure around his back tightens. Connor suddenly hooks both of his legs around him and pulls.

"My turn."

Before Markus can even to realize it, Connor swiftly turns him around, and the next moment he finds himself lying on his back with Connor leaning over him, white shirt still half unbuttoned.

Markus opens his mouth but doesn't find what to say, stunned.

"Are you carrying anything?" Connor looks him up and down. Without waiting for a response his hands start working their way around Markus's shirt, rushing to take it out but as he unbuttons the last buttons he stops. Something changes in his stare, and for a moment Markus wonders. A cold feeling envelopes his chest. What if he just made a mistake?

He thinks about the knife laying right next to them on the table, just within the reach of a hand. Just close enough for Connor to grab and put to use. He should have put it into the drawer, Markus thinks, it's too late for that now.

Pale palm rests on his chest, hesitant. Could it sense Markus's heart skipping a beat in that moment of contact?

He allowed Connor to get so close, then personally invited him over to get even closer, and now he was exposed, entirely at his mercy. With no one to blame but himself.

Was Connor thinking the same thing? Is he considering it?

Markus watches his hands closely for sudden movements when Connor sighs.

"I want you," he says in a near whisper.

"Dead or alive?" Markus blurts out, unable to help himself.

Connor smirks. He leans down and studies Markus's face closely for a few seconds before closing the distance with a kiss.

"Undead."

And in that moment Markus realises, Connor doesn't want to kill him. No, not now, at least. He wants to fuck him. Markus has never been so glad to be wrong.

"What's here?"

As Connor tries to pull the shirt completely off Markus, he palms the bump of its chest pocket and frowns. He looks at Markus but he just smiles at the question, too lost in his thoughts to answer it in time. Impatient, Connor slides his hand inside, and the next moment takes a pair of folded sunglasses out. Watching him, Markus draws in some air for a late answer, but just exhales with a laugh as he thinks of another response instead. Connor sets the glasses to bedside table next to other items and looks back to Markus, surprised. Markus struggles to take another full breath, then meets Connor's eyes and says.

"Protection."

They both laugh. Connor bends down to anchor his head against Markus's shoulder, and Markus's hand brushes the surface of dark hair. He can get used to that, he thinks when hot air of human's breath against the skin of his neck strikes his attention as almost burning. How coud he forget how warm people get?

"Trying to bite me or something?" he asks jokingly, one hand sliding under the shirt and finding its way up the spine to rest between Connor's shoulder blades, enjoying its warmth.

"If I could I would have done it already," he says.

"Connor, who told you that you can't?"

Connor tenses under Markus's touch, thinking about it, then shift position a little and carefully nibbles at his shoulder. It doesn't hurt. if anything it feels ticklish. Markus almost laughs. He shouldn't have suggested it, he thinks.

"That's not how you do that."

Markus shifts his hands for better reach and pulls Connor closer. He stiffens in his grasp and for a moment almost rushes away before freezing completely motionless when Markus plants a kiss on his neck. He sighs loudly. Then shivers and melts into it. Markus thinks that Connor could have probably reach the knife and stab him the moment he reached for his neck without warning. Bitterly, he realises that he would even consider it reasonable – after all, that's how it actually looked like.

He didn't, though. Instead Connor just froze and did nothing. He could have bitten him, Markus thinks, and he wouldn't even move.

"I'm sorry," he says.

"What for?" Connor hums, suddenly out of breath.

I scared you, Markus doesn't say.

"You're into that," Markus says instead.

"Guilty," Connor sighs.

#dbh #dbh connor #dbh markus #vampire au #rk1k #i can't write for shit #but I tried #rk1kpromptweek

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sweeteatercat · 3 months

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My story for day 1 of the @rk1k-prompt-week Prompt: Failed Revolution!

Connor didn't come back.

Markus wishes he could look into those soft brown eyes again. Eyes which are now finally open to the world and to life. Full of strength and determination. And in which he had seen so much fear, confusion and guilt. There, on the ship, when Connor decided to tear down the walls that locked him inside.

It's strange. Of all his friends and companions, it's Connor, the former deviant hunter, he can't help but think of now, in his final minutes.

Major Character Death || RK1K || Hurt/Comfort || Failed Android Revolution ||

@negative-citadel that's for you, my friend 🫶🏻

#detroit become human #ao3 #fanfic #RK1K #rk1kpromptweek

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glxyqst · 3 months

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Guilt

Part 6 of RK1K Prompt Week.

Guilt was a useless emotion. All it did was let you feel bad, without actually doing anything about it except wallow in self-pity. Markus had determined that guilt was an indicator only—to tell you to take action, to admit wrongdoing and face the consequences. He had felt immense guilt at Carl’s death, and as he wept at his father’s gravestone, Markus realized that this feeling would never go away while he left things unfinished with Leo. Whether Leo agreed to make amends or not, as long as Markus knew that he had done everything in his power to resolve the anger and hurt, he could be at peace with himself.

Markus felt Connor could definitely take this lesson to heart. Rarely leaving his quarters other than to leave Jericho’s jurisdiction, Connor shrank back as he passed other androids, his LED a crimson target in the cloak of shadows with which he hid himself. There were some, it was true, who still viewed the ex-Deviant Hunter with suspicion or even disdain, but for the most part the Deviant community gazed upon Connor with only pity. Pity which also wasn’t the morale booster Connor needed. What Connor did need, Markus decided, was an outlet—a way to express his negative emotions in a way that was conducive to healing.

Though not specifically an android whose original purpose was psychiatry, as Carl’s original caregiver, the RK200’s programming did include basic counseling knowledge and practices. This, combined with Markus’ own interests, culminated in the beginning of art therapy sessions with Connor.

As he nodded encouragingly, looking from the bleeding roses withering twisted on the canvas to the tentative smile blossoming on Connor’s face, Markus decided that guilt was definitely out, and art therapy definitely in.

Working through Connor’s guilt would be neither quick nor easy, but Markus would be there every step of the way.

/to be continued

@rk1k-prompt-week

For @leelany-world <3

#dbh #detroit become human #dbh connor #dbh fanfic #detroit:become human #dbh fic #rk800 #rk200 #dbh markus #conkus #rk1k #rk1kpromptweek

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katlakitty · 3 months

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RK1K prompt week - Day 3

Prompt: Vampire-Hunter AU/Love on the battlefield

Amanda was sitting in the big, wooden chair in the great hall and her cold, brown eyes rested on Connor. A cold chill crawled down Connor’s spine, he’d always hated that chair, it reminded him too much of a throne. “What about the guild leader?” Amanda asked in a condescending tone as he approached. “He got away.” Connor admitted and steeled himself, he knew he wasn’t going to receive kind words after his repeated failure to catch Markus. “You’ve become sloppy, Connor,” Amanda said without any emotion. “Maybe I should send one of your brothers to catch him, give them a chance to prove themselves.” Connor grit his teeth, “I can kill him.” “Of course you can,” Amanda’s voice was icy. “And you will. You will not disappoint me again, will you, Connor?” “No, ma’am.” Connor resisted the urge to look away. “I will find and kill the vampire leader.” “Good boy,” a pleased smile spread on her face, “don’t disappoint me again.”

Continue reading on my AO3:

#rk1kpromptweek #rk1k #dbh #dbh connor #dbh markus #rk1000 #conkus #my writing #vampire hunter au

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that-vibe-i-cant-explain · 3 months

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For RK1K Prompt Week day 4 (first kiss)

Summary: Connor spends his time daydreaming and accidentally reveals his feelings to Markus.

Genre: Fluff

Wordcount: 1,146

Based on this post by @iwonderwh0

#rk1kpromptweek #rk1k #detroit become human #dbh connor #dbh markus #fanfic

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