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xthescarletbitch · 3 months
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how do you think Kara and North would deal with a pregnant reader? (like how they would treat R and feel about the baby)
these are written based on reader being in a relationship with either of them. ♡
kara
kara is so excited. she loves kids, and she loves you! don’t expect to get much done around the house because kara will already have it done by the time you wake up for the day. i also think she’d take the baby’s health and nutrition very seriously, working hard to provide you with the best foods to eat. she will educate herself on everything to do with pregnancy (that she doesn’t already know), so that she can help you out the best she can, physically, mentally, and emotionally. if there are any special cravings, best believe that kara will fulfil them for you, at any time of the day. kara is also the type of mother who will want to attend all the classes focused on motherhood, whether it's yoga or lamaze. it doesn't even matter if you go or not, she'll soak up all the information to give to you when she can. kara also wants to attend all of the appointments with you because being there for you and seeing the baby is so important to her. she feels such joy being present and proactive.
north
north is fairly neutral about babies in general, but when it comes to you, she doesn't really know how to take it. her? a mother? not something she has ever considered, but she knows she loves you, so she comes around to the idea. though, it is hard at first for her to go easier on you. sometimes it makes her a bit frustrated that you can’t do what you used to, but again, in time, she gets better. seeing how your body changes to accommodate pregnancy is such an intriguing process to her. she sees it as such a feat of strength, and admires you so much for it. north is also very protective over you. if something or someone upsets you, she’s right there, ready to take care of it. nothing will happen to you or the baby under her watch. north will have moments where she does need reassurance, though, because she fears that she’s too abrasive to be a good mother. you remind her that she’ll do great. on that note, north grows incredibly empathetic towards the pregnancy, and will sometimes wish to take the burdens off of you for just a moment. her love and respect for you are truly insurmountable.
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multi-fandomedfreak · 9 months
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Im curious, do you write for female characters? If so, can i request dating headcanons for kara and chloe from detroit become human? I love them and they are so underrated :(
Authors note: I usually don't write for female characters since I'm not attracted to women but I was thinking, yknow what? I don’t need to be attracted to them to write about them lol. Kara and Chloe have a special place in my heart and they deserve love too! I also got a request similar to this a while back and maybe I'll answer that one too
Characters: Chloe x reader and Kara x reader
⚠️Warnings⚠️: pure fluff
☀️ Chloe ☀️
-She’s a little awkward here and there at the start of your relationship
-She’ll often tell you facts about whatever it is you guys are talking about bc she thinks you’d like them
-Probably has cut you off mid sentence to tell you and feels really guilty afterwards
-If you’re fine with it, boy, you better be ready to get info dumped
-If you don’t like being interrupted, she’ll try her best to hold back but would probably slip up here and then
-It’s so painful to see her try to hold back from interrupting you 😭
-She’s trying her best tho
-I feel as if she’s the type of person to remember tiny details about you
-And get you something/ do stuff for you based on that detail
-For example, if you fleetingly mentioned how you miss something about your childhood
-She’ll buy and/or do something based on that fact
-If your telling a story or talking about something, she’s hanging onto ever word
-If you don’t like talking you don’t have to worry because she loves talking
-I also feel as if you’ll often find her lost in thought, she likes thinking about things
-For Chloe, late night conversations are >>>>
-And soft conversations on a quiet morning???? Literally her favorite thing to do
-Oh she’s definitely the type of person to just go into a looooong conversation about a movie after seeing it
-Expect this if you guys ever have movie dates
-Oh btw she doesn’t like making eye contact for long lol
-ESPECIALLY after kissing you, gets her very flustered
🧸 Kara 🧸
-Protective mode: activated
-Like seriously, she is SOOOO protective of you
-Probably doesn’t get jealous bc she trusts you
-But doesn’t trust other people very easily (for obvious reasons)
-Sooo that’s why she always feels a need to protect you
-If your ever feeling stressed out or just feeling down, she likes to tell you stories to take your mind off of it
-Loooves to call you endearing nicknames
-Especially ones that you respond more positively to (I mean…obviously)
-She loves cooking for you a lot
-But she will literally shine with happiness if you surprise her by cooking for her
(let’s just pretend Androids can eat)
-Loves loves loves lovesss giving you a goodnight kiss
-on the forehead, on the cheek, on the nose literally anywhere on your face
-I feel like she would love to be gifted stuff
-She loves doing stuff for you and all but being given gifts just means so much for her
-Morning cuddle sessions are her drug
-Can’t go a day without em
-Such a family oriented gal and would absolutely be head over heels if you treat Alice like your own
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nochuelinha · 29 days
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Chapter 3: Marathon
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Connor made a genuine effort to establish a connection with Hank, seeking common ground and trying to find ways to bond. Even when it came to trivial matters like musical preferences, Connor showed sincere interest, aiming to foster a friendlier relationship between them. However, Hank remained a challenge, with his explosive temper and distrust of androids. One moment everything seemed calm, with the two sitting at their desks, and the next moment, Hank was grabbing Connor by the collar, ready to unleash his anger.
I quickly stood up, trying to intervene and calm things down before the situation spiraled out of control. It was challenging to be caught in the middle of them, but I knew it was important to try to prevent any physical confrontation between the two, especially considering the importance of the mission we had ahead.
"Hank, let him go, he's just trying to be nice," if looks could kill, Connor would have a hole in his face, but Chris arrived informing us that there was a case of a deviant, apparently an android kidnapped a child and was in the Ravendale area. "Let's go, no fighting okay?"
The three of us got into Hank's car and arrived at the location in silence. It was a motel with an old appearance; we got the information through a few bucks. I stayed outside the motel while the two went to check the room; I noticed some movement to my left, a woman holding a girl's hand, walking quickly.
"Excuse me, can I talk to you?" she looked at me and ran away pulling the girl. Damn.
I yelled for Connor and Hank, but I didn't wait for them and ran after the two fugitives. They ran at an impressive speed, even with the limitation of having a child with them. I pushed my lungs to the max and continued to pursue them, determined to catch up. I noticed Connor was a few steps behind us, but that didn't stop me from running.
The race seemed endless, but I knew I couldn't give up. However, my muscles began to burn, and the air became scarce in my lungs. Nevertheless, I kept my pace, focused on catching the fugitives. Suddenly, they jumped over a fence leading to a busy avenue, and my mind immediately went on alert. Damn.
Without hesitation, I resumed my run, determined to stop them. I saw Connor trying to jump the fence too, but I acted on instinct and pulled him by his jacket, preventing him from moving forward.
"Are you crazy? If you try to cross this avenue, you'll die," my voice came out panting, and I was out of breath, my heart beating irregularly. Hank arrived at our side, also panting from the run. Connor put his hand on my back, offering support, and looked at me with evident concern in his eyes. "I'm fine, just need some air," I muttered, trying to catch my breath as I watched the two fugitives, who miraculously managed to reach the other side of the avenue safely. Lucky, I thought to myself, relieved that they were out of immediate danger. I don't know why, but I felt like the two were together, not that the girl was being kidnapped. We returned to the department; it was still 11:45; the day was going to be long.
Hank stopped to eat at Chicken Feed, where he also used to bet on horse races. I ordered a snack for myself and waited with the two while Hank dove into the menu with his usual enthusiasm. Connor, on the other hand, made a remark about the illegality of gambling and the cholesterol content of our snack, but couldn't resist the delicious taste of the sandwich.
"So, Connor, what do you think of working with us?" I asked casually, while Hank rolled his eyes in his typical sarcastic attitude.
"Working with humans can be challenging due to their different personalities," Connor responded diplomatically, avoiding any conflict. I held back my laughter, knowing full well that Hank was known for his strong and sometimes explosive personality. "But it's gratifying to know that we're combining our skills to solve deviant cases."
Hank grumbled something inaudible while chewing his sandwich, but I noticed a slight nod of approval in his expression. It seemed that, slowly but surely, Connor was managing to earn his trust, even if Hank never openly admitted it. Connor's LED blinked yellow, and he informed us that there was another case to investigate.
We went to a set of apartments; apparently, a neighbor heard strange noises. In the elevator, Connor started doing an interesting trick with a coin; he seemed even distracted. Connor knocked on the apartment door firmly, waiting for a response. Meanwhile, Hank started getting impatient and, without ceremony, kicked the door. To the surprise of both, the door gave way easily, revealing a completely unexpected interior.
The apartment seemed to be inhabited by a large number of pigeons, flying in all directions at the sound of the knock and the kick on the door. The scene was chaotic and unusual, and both Connor and Hank exchanged incredulous looks at the situation. It seemed that the mystery of the apartment had just become even stranger and more peculiar.
We investigated the place, looked everywhere; I saw a string on the ceiling, grabbed a chair and pulled it, the deviant fell from there and ran away, Connor helped me up and then ran after the suspect, and off we go running again. The chase continued on an urban farm day; Connor was very fast and was close to catching up with the deviant; Hank and I took a shortcut.
Arriving there, I pointed my gun at the deviant, but he pushed me aside from the side of the building; I closed my eyes and waited to feel the impact, but it didn't come. Connor was holding me; I've never been so grateful to look at him. Hank had continued the chase and managed to apprehend the deviant, handcuffing him. The tension of the moment of danger gradually dissipated, replaced by a feeling of victory and relief for having managed to apprehend the suspect. But then the suspect got out of Hank's grip and threw himself off the building, but not before saying "save me rA9."
I sat on the ground exhausted, what a wonderful day, first, we lost the kidnapper, and now the weirdo who likes pigeons. Connor came over to me; the exchange of glances between you revealed a deep connection, a mutual understanding that went beyond words. Even in the face of defeat, there was a comforting comfort in knowing that you were not alone.
"Thank you for saving me," I looked into his beautiful eyes, gave him a sad smile, once again we failed the mission.
"That's what partners do," he smiled at me, "You've had a lot of emotions today, your stress levels are high, I'll take you home," Connor's offer to take her home was more than a kindness; it was a gesture of genuine care and concern.
Looking at Hank for approval, you found confirmation that it was time to retreat and take care of yourself after such a turbulent day. He understood the importance of recharging and being ready to face the challenges that lay ahead.
Confident in the decision, you stood up with Connor's help, and together you left, leaving behind the frustrations of the day. Even in defeat, there was a sense of companionship and mutual support that strengthened the bond between you.
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hearts-in-hand · 2 years
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If... I sent out a prompt for literally anyone to send me an emoji or either 1 or 2, and I’d make them a prompt/one shot/Drabble or maybe just head cannons or whatever comes to me based on my “loving Connor” playlists (one being for machine Connor and one for deviant Connor), would anyone do it? The 1 and 2 would be random and would decide whether it was machine or deviant Connor.... so you wouldn’t know which one you were getting until I did it...
I’m just saying, I have MAJOR brain rot and it could be fun. It doesn’t have to even be Connor specifically, give me an DBH character I just wanna write stuff for people. I’d even do a specific pairing, or an oc maybe if y’all told me enough about your oc... though it might be messy, no promises there.
IM JUST SAYING
Anyway if you did this the emoji would be 🎶 thanks
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astrcmoni · 1 year
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detroit: become human-
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North
nothing yet!
Kara
nothing yet!
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pendragon-writes · 2 years
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𝒦𝒶𝓇𝒶/𝒜𝒳𝟦𝟢𝟢
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❤️=Romantic 🧸=Child/Teen Reader ��=Platonic
💊=Hurt/Comfort 💛=Fluff 🌎=Au 📖=Series
None Yet
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akariamai · 1 year
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Human
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Part 2, Part 3
Pairing: Steve Rogers x Android!Reader
Word Count: 1170
You retained vague memories during moments of your creation. Long nights listening to the ramblings of your creator as they built a synthetic body capable of protecting your being from both natural and unnatural forces.
You were programmed to help situate a world war 2 veteran and integrate them into a changed world. Your creator was a massive fan of the man, it was evident from the old posters hanging on the walls, collectibles neatly placed in the bookshelf, and old tapes that remain unopened. Your creator built you, an android, to assist the man in any shape possible. Anything the veteran would ask and you would complete your assignment with grace and excellence.
You could be a cleaner, a cook, a teacher, a plumber, and even a friend. You were designed to learn and adapt like a human. You looked the part, created to blend in, the only exception was you were not alive in the sense of humans. Humans are flesh and bones while you are nuts and bolts.
“Are you ready for your name?” Your creator stuffed away various tools and wires from your sight. He had waited to name you till you were fully operational.
“Yes.” You forced out a smile. Humans smiled. They smile when they’re happy, excited or content. Would this be exciting for a human? To be given a name. A label for others to recognize. “I can’t wait!” You were slowly getting used to synthetically replicating human emotions. You were designed to do so by one of the greatest minds in the world. Was that your own thought process or a programmed code?
“MODEL AX400 register your name.” He waited for a moment before replying, “[Reader].”
“My name is [Reader].” It was a monumental occasion for both your creator and you. Your creator was going to drop you off to your owner and shake a few old hands as praises were sung to him. You were going to follow your new owner, an apparent captain from World War 2, and vertically await for a command.
The ride was loud as your creator blasted his beloved music. It was evident he was in a good mood. You were perfectly operational and the location of your drop off was becoming closer and closer. You noticed the way he fidgeted as you’ve both walked closer to his favorite war hero.
“Captain!” His voice shakes a bit, “It’s an honor to meet you.”
The Captain shook his hand before offering to do the same to you. No one has ever offered to shake your hand before. You’ve been operating for a few months before this meeting.
“They’re not a person, Captain.” Your creator laughed. He found it hilarious for others to confuse you with an actual person. All his hard work melted into you and you were perfect. “This is MODEL AX400. They answer to the name [Reader].”
“It’s nice to meet you, Captain Rogers.” You gave him a gentle smile, “You have a very impressive record.”
Steve was stunned at your lifelike appearance and performance. He wouldn’t have guessed you were anything other than human. It was strange seeing how advanced technology had become since he went under.
“Since SHIELD cannot have a SHIELD agent be at your beck and call to help you with readjusting to society, [Reader] here will do so. She will be under your command and answer any and every question you’ll have. She can even do chores.” Your creator especially loved to boast about everything you were capable of doing. You were one of a kind after all.
“I can’t accept,” He tried to argue. There was so much unknown about the technology used to create you that he didn’t want to take the chance. It also seemed costly to just give such advanced technology to be a babysitter and educator.
“She was made specifically for you.” 
“Don’t worry, Captain Rogers.” You tried to ease his obvious apprehension, “I am equipped to handle any situation that may cause you harm. Unlike humans, I don’t get tired or sick. I am not required to have a social life so I’ll be ready for when you need me.”
“She’ll be able to handle anything that’s thrown at her.” Your creator patted your shoulder, “[Reader] is programmed to contact me if she determines a part is broken or a glitch has made its way into her programming. You don’t have to worry about anything.”
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It has been a couple of days since Steve made a space for you in his apartment. He gave you a blanket in the night despite you telling him you wouldn’t get cold. In the night, you distracted yourself with gathering more information to make Steve’s apartment more homey. His apartment was bare and organized.
“Are you sure you want to come with me on a run?” It was a question he always asked before heading out. Despite knowing you weren’t a person, he still felt bad for leaving you alone while he ran. You made sure you would be able to see him at all times when he ran. You could see anything and everything able to hurt him. He was your person and you would ensure his safety.
You assured him, “I’ll be alright, Captain Rogers.” You only wanted to complete the job without any distractions.
“Steve.” He said, “You can call me Steve.”
“Okay Steve.”
It grew quiet as the two of you walked towards the door. You carried his water bottle as you followed him. He was closely becoming accustomed to your presence in his life. Any question, no matter how small, would be answered by you. Most of his questions were about events that occurred after he was missing.
There was one question that struck you as old. It was not information about an event but of a person. A woman. One of the heads of SHIELD. Upon your research, you found he and Peggy Carter were close during this time in the army. You couldn’t understand the feelings he shared for the woman but you wanted to. You told him everything that was public knowledge about the life she was able to live.
Once you both made it to the park, you sat on one of the benches as you watched. A lone monarch butterfly captured your attention as it fluttered near you. You studied it, engraving it into your memory, and stockpiling government data on the insect. Its numbers were slowly decreasing by the years. You calculated in the near future, the insect would become endangered if humans continued to deforest the wintering forest in Mexico, do nothing about climate change or insist on using pesticides that are killing off milkweed plants.
“Are you okay?” Steve was lightly sweating after his run and he noticed you weren’t there to greet him as you always did. 
You offered his water bottle, “I was… distracted. It won’t happen again.” You weren’t supposed to get distracted from your goals. You were supposed to protect and serve Steve.
Masterlist
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✦ How/Why do they get jealous
✦ Pairing/s: Kara (AX400), Chloe (RT600), North (WR400) x Gn! reader
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Word Count: 295
Content Warnings: None
Content/s: Platonic/Romantic — Headcanons — Reader is referred to as "you" (Let me know if i missed any ಥ‿ಥ)
Fandom: Detroit: Become Human
What i will write + Introduction
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✦ Kara (AX400)
Well, She wouldn't.
Kara fully trusts you and doesn't ever think about you cheating. She believes that trust is crucial in any relationship and never lets jealousy cloud her judgment. She knows that jealousy can be damaging and chooses to communicate openly and honestly with you about any concerns or insecurities she may have, rather than succumbing to jealousy.
✦ Chloe (RT600)
Chloe is typically calm and composed, but when she becomes jealous, she might exhibit subtle signs of unease. She may become more reserved or distant, avoiding eye contact or not engaging in her usual playful banter.
Chloe's jealousy may stem from her deep emotional attachment to you. As an android designed to provide companionship, she may develop strong feelings for you and become possessive of your attention/affection.
Despite her jealousy, Chloe may struggle to express her emotions openly. She may try to hide her jealousy behind a facade of indifference or denial, not wanting to appear vulnerable or needy.
✦ North (WR400)
North may struggle with feelings of insecurity when she's jealous. Despite her tough exterior, she may have moments of self-doubt and fear of losing your love or attention, which could fuel her jealousy.
North may also express her jealousy through physical actions, such as grabbing your hand or pulling you closer to her. She may seek physical closeness as a way to reassure herself and stake her claim on you.
North's jealousy may lead to conflicts or arguments with you, as she may struggle to contain her emotions. She may be prone to outbursts or confrontations when she feels threatened or insecure.
North may become more distant or cold towards you when she's jealous and'll give you the silent treatment.
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clanwarrior-tumbly · 2 years
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Hi clan! I was wondering if you could do a Detroit become human x reader where the reader is one of zlatko's experiments and was saved by Hank and Connor?
"My god..this looks like a fucking torture chamber."
"It appears this is where Zlatko has done illegal experimentation and reconstruction on androids." Connor spoke as he gazed at the large contraption in the mansion’s basement.
It was a massive disassembly device, hooked up to nearby computers that were still on. He made note to have this shutdown later on..though it also made him wonder where Zlatko got such a complicated piece of machinery.
During their investigation into Kara’s whereabouts, him and Hank got a lead that pointed to the mansion once owned by the Russian. Apparently she had fled here along with Alice.
Though upon arrival, Zlatko laid dead outside and his car was missing. After an analysis, Connor deduced that blunt force trauma led to his demise. And judging from the holding cells, countless biocomponents, notes on past androids, and other clues--these “prisoners” took revenge on their captor and fled into the woods.
Hank remarked it as being much-deserved.
However, the duo would soon discover that not all of the deviants left.
The RK800 heard the sound of shuffling and immediately looked to the cell, noticing a dimly-flickering red LED in the darkness. He entered with caution, eyebrows furrowed.
“Hello? Identify yourself-”
Suddenly, he heard thumping noises and turned around just in time to see a damaged URS12 growling at him. He was utterly perplexed at how Zlatko managed to experiment on a polar bear android, and wasn’t sure what to do when it began cornering him.
“What the fuck?! CONNOR!” Hank shouted in bewilderment, aiming the gun at the bear as he stormed into the cell. Though it swung its head towards him with a roar, and he tensed, unsure of whether shooting it was the best course of action.
But before either one could do anything, a timid voice came from the darkness.
“D-Don’t hurt him! He means no harm!”
Confused, Hank and Connor saw you finally making your presence known:
As one of Zlatko’s “creations”. You were completely stripped of any clothes or exoskin; instead pieces of your plastic flesh were either missing or cut into mismatched segments. Dried blue blood and ash caked your body, especially your arms, and the transparent piece of your chestplate revealed your rapidly pumping heart.
“Holy shit.” Hank bluntly muttered, lowering his weapon.
You went over to the polar bear worriedly, gently petting its head as it grumbled softly. “Shh..it’s okay..it’s alright.”
The detective was standing there, mouth agape like a fish out of water. But Connor approached you, seemingly only somewhat concerned. He couldn’t identify your model series nor number--you were far too damaged to be recognizable.
“We’re not here to cause any trouble. We just have some questions about what happened here.” He explained calmly, aware of your high stress levels.
Slowly turning your head, you noticed he was a perfectly-functioning android. “Q-Questions...?”
“Connor, we shouldn’t waste our time.” Hank grumbled. “The poor thing looks like it’ll fall apart any second. Just put it out of its misery-”
“DON’T!!” You suddenly snapped at him, though seeing Connor’s stern glare as he blocked your view of him made you flinch away. “S-Sorry...I don’t want to die. I’ll tell you anything you wanna know..just spare me...please..I’ve only had a chance to taste freedom now.”
"It seems capable of conversation, lieutenant." The RK800 noted.
"...go ahead." Hank huffed, deciding to check around the basement some more while you stood in front of Connor.
"An AX400 was reported in this area, along with a little girl. Have you seen them?"
"The-The..AX400..? Oh! Yes..yes.. She saved us all!" You rubbed your hands together with glee, remembering Kara and all she did to help you and the other androids who shared your misery. "She freed us from the Master!"
"The Master?” He raised an eyebrow. “You mean Zlatko?”
“Mhm..evil man..he made us call him that. He almost took control of her...almost made her like us. But she resisted and...she gave us the hope we needed. And the strength to fight back! She is good. She was the light in our darkest hour!”
Connor shrugged off your giddiness, choosing an indifferent response. "It reportedly attacked its owner and abducted his child. I wouldn’t necessarily say it’s-"
“You wouldn’t understand..not yet..” You huffed, slightly pouting at him. “Wouldn’t you do the same if your life was in danger? If hers was? Or if your owner tortured you everyday and turned you into some plaything?”
Your questions made him blink for a moment, as he recalled the interrogation with the deviant HK400.
"He tortured me everyday."
{Software Instability ^}
"Its owner insisted it attacked him unprovoked." He tried to point out. "But I understand your reasons to attack Zlatko. He irreversibly damaged you. Tell me..how are you still functioning?"
You gave it some thought, before simply shrugging. "Spite."
He wasn't sure how to respond to that. So he moved onto another question. "Where are all the other androids who were captured?"
"Gone. Free at last, but..I stayed behind. The world out there will only see us as monsters. I-I begged them not to go but..no one listened." You sighed sadly, your demeanor changing within seconds. "This house is a living nightmare..yet it's so quiet now. No screams. No yelling..just silence."
Connor’s LED spun as he processed this information. Obviously he wasn’t going to waste time tracking down the escaped deviants--they could be anywhere or incapable of responding like you. But before he could further question you on Kara’s whereabouts, Hank spoke up after he finished his search.
“Well, that son of a bitch is dead and gone. So if you feel perfectly safe in this creepy mansion, we’ll be on our way-”
“L-Let me come with you.”
“......seriously?” He looked at you up and down with a raised eyebrow. “The cold’ll probably kill ya before you get to the car.”
“By the grace of RA9, I’ll make it to that car.” You whispered, stepping closer to the duo with pleading, glowing eyes. “I’ll tell you more. I’ll help..in your investigations. Just let me go with you, away from this awful place.”
After some debate, they agreed to let you ride in the backseat, believing you could be more helpful in their search for Kara--or even the spike in deviancy and human crimes against androids.
Hank was surprised that Connor didn’t suggest disassembling you once you gave them all the information they needed.
Perhaps you were more than just an expendable deviant.
Perhaps..you’ve gained the deviant hunter’s sympathy. 
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madammuffins · 1 year
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MADAM MUFFINS MASTERPOST
AO3 Fanfictions Newest to Oldest
(and the quotes doc)
DETROIT: BECOME HUMAN
OC!AX400 x OC!Single Mother (unfinished)
RISE!TMNT (Canon Typical Violence/Angst)
Future!Raph Death
Bad Future Timeline (unfinished)
BAYVERSE!TMNT (18+)
Leo x F!Reader
Raph x NB!Reader
Donnie x F!Reader
Mikey x M!Reader
Conclusion
STRANGER THINGS (18+)
Steve x Billy
LEGEND OF KORRA
Wu x Mako
MY HERO ACADEMIA (18+)
One Shots
College Student!Kirishima x Pilot!Bakugo
Pro Hero!Kirishima x Pro Hero!Bakugo
ATTACK ON TITAN (18+)
Levi x F!OC
BOB'S BURGERS
Tina x Zeke
FALLOUT 4 (18+)
Mayor Hancock x F!Sole Survivor
F!Sole Survivor x Mayor Hancock
POWER QUOTES DOC
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multifixwritings · 1 month
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Detroit: Become Human
(x Reader)
Connor RK800 *nothing here yet
Kara AX400 *nothing here yet
Markus RK200 *nothing here yet
North WR400 *nothing here yet
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xthescarletbitch · 5 months
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‧͙⁺˚*・༓☾ requests ☽༓・*˚⁺‧͙
requests are only OPEN for kara, aloy, and camila montero at the moment. ♡ let's talk ideas and other brainrot!!
just a few things:
this is an 18+ blog
reminder that i am a lesbian and will write as such :)
i am down for nsfw requests (on that note, you'll need to be able to see mature content to read my work)
i will pretty much write anything except hard kinks, pedophilia, incest, and other stuff like that
i am definitely one to write what i want to read, so most of my writing is self-indulgent
i don't usually do character x character, but that doesn't mean you can't send it anyway
i own the right to ignore requests that i simply don’t want to do
it may take me a bit to get to requests as i am a full-time college student, but you’re free to resend if i take too long
this post is subject to change as i think of other things to say!!
character list:
reminder: only writing for kara (dbh), aloy (horizon), and camila montero (far cry 6) at the moment!
♡ = fave characters, so please talk to me about them 🙏
sevika (arcane)
vi (arcane)
jinx (arcane)
kassandra (assassin’s creed odyssey)
lae'zel (baldur's gate 3) -- not yet
minthara (baldur's gate 3) -- not yet
shadowheart (baldur's gate 3) -- not yet
karlach (baldur's gate 3) -- not yet
judy álvarez (cyberpunk 2077)
panam palmer (cyberpunk 2077)
meredith stout (cyberpunk 2077)
kara (detroit: become human) ♡
north (detroit: become human)
chloe (detroit: become human)
f!dani rojas (far cry 6)
camila “la espada” montero (far cry 6) ♡
clara garcía (far cry 6)
mercedes “jonrón” martín (far cry 6)
aloy (horizon) ♡
jill valentine (resident evil 3)
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Characters I write for (doesn't need to be x reader/romantic)
Bruce Wayne
Miguel O'Hara
Oliver Queen
Jim Gordon
Alfred Pennyworth
Clark Kent
Lois Lane
Selina Kyle
Kara Danvers
Loid Forger
Yor Forger
Connor RK800
North WR400
Markus RK200
Kara AX400
Fandoms:
Batman/Batfam
DC in general
ATSV
X-Men
7th time loop
A sign of affection
The Legend of Galactic Heroes
Battleship Yamato
Guidelines | Masterlist
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Detroit: Become Human headcanons for AMAB!R having conflicting emotions as he starts falling in love with his Kara model. (Like "Am I just falling in love with an expensive toy?", "Is she actually having emotions?", "If I start dating her, will it basically be slavery?", etc. etc.)
It started before the revolution, when whispers of deviants had begun to spread. The android was a companion for you, looking after the day-to-day running of the house while you were at work. 
It took a while for you to realise that you were falling for her. Part of you wondered how it was possible - after all, her programming meant she was nice to you, right? - but part of you couldn’t stop seeing her as the human she looked like. 
You never acted on any feelings though, never made them known, because how could you? She wasn’t alive, she had no choice, it was a matter of programming and androids were made to obey humans. To some, androids were little more than expensive toys; to others they were slaves. You’d never thought of them in those terms really, until now. 
Whispers of deviants came closer to home, and you could never shake the feeling that perhaps she was deviating. That perhaps she was feeling some of the emotions you couldn’t quite squash. 
While out on a shop one day, you were distracted by a commotion. When you looked back to your android, something seemed to have shifted behind her eyes. She was the one to take you by the hand, to lead you away from the riotous behaviour that had started to spread. 
Slowly, your android comes to terms with their own deviancy, but persuading you that they have taken this path is a little more difficult. Those old thoughts keep coming back to you. She leaves the decision up to you, making her own thoughts very clear.
A/N: I just realised, I’ve never written for Kara or a Kara model before, so hopefully this is okay. 
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domxmarvel · 4 years
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Detroit:become human masterlist
Domxmarvel 1 Year celebration Masterlist
💙=Male 💖=Female 💛=Neutral 🌈=Fluff 💦=Smut 💀=Angst 💜=Mtf 🖤=Ftm
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Connor (RK 800)
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Still you 💛🌈
My angel 💛🌈
Hold on (just a little while longer) 💛💀
Not so innocent 💙💦
Kara
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Markus
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Gavin reed
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Wake up 💖🌈
Wait for me 💖
Stubborn 💖
Hank anderson
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Burnt💖
Nines (RK 900)
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Mistletoe 💛🌈
Warmer 💛🌈
Traci
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PREFERENCES/Multi
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Warm
DBH preferences-Wearing Each Other’s Clothes
DBH preferences-Hand holding
Jealousy jealousy
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sound-of-the-cosmos · 4 years
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30 Whump prompt Challenge: Day 3 (Nightmare)
Fandom: Detroit: Become Human
Pairing: Kara x reader
Summary: The reader is plagued by nightmares of what their life was like before becoming a deviant. Kara finds out, and wants nothing more than to help.
Warnings: Mentions of PTSD, abuse
Genre: Whump, angst, fluff
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You fall to the ground, and attempt to scoot away, but he grabs your hair. Your owner was extremely angry, and you still weren’t sure what you did. You cooked, you cleaned, you did everything he told you to. Why was he so angry?
Your owner stands above you with a belt, and slams it into your midsection. Screaming, he whips you with it, over and over. “I told you not to ruin this! I told you exactly what to do, and you still messed it up! You’re nothing more than a worthless piece of plastic, do you hear me? I can replace you at any moment!”
He grabs your shirt, and slams you into the wall, causing some blue blood to leak out of your nose. As you crumple to the ground, he slams his foot into the side of your face, then your abdomen. 
You couldn’t move, you couldn’t speak, but you could feel. Oh, G O D, could you feel. Your systems begin to shut down as he continues to kick you, over and over again. 
Tears fall and cover your cheeks. “Please, stop-” Your mouth finally works, and everything begins to fade to black.
“No, stop, please- I don’t want to die!”
You bolt upright, grabbing at your hair and shaking violently.
Kara kneels down beside you, and takes your hand gently. “Another Nightmare?” She asks softly. You take a moment, before nodding. You hated these, and because of it, you weren’t ever able to sleep.
Most androids weren’t able to rest like you could; however, you were unlucky enough to have an extra piece of software that allowed it. It was frustrating, especially when you were exhausted all of the time.
She gently pulls you into a hug, allowing you to rest your head on her shoulder. She stays quiet, letting you take comfort in her presence and embrace. Softly, after a few minutes pass, she softly asks, “Was it the same one?” 
Nodding once again, you bury your face in her shoulder. Your voice cracks as you speak. “Why-” You try again, “Why won’t they stop..?” Your eyes were filling with tears, and she gently plays with your hair, knowing this would help calm you down.
“It was a scary thing to experience. You don’t have to deal with it by yourself, you know that, right..?” Her voice was soothing, and helped you calm down. Your LED changes from red to yellow.
“You have Alice, and I don’t want to..” Your voice trails off, and you try to hide your face, but she stops you, gently taking your face into her hands, wiping away the tears with her thumbs.
“You aren’t a burden, Y/n. I want to help, and you mean way too much for me to even consider letting you deal with this alone.” She smiles, and pecks your forehead. 
Slight heat rises to your cheeks, and you nod a little. “Why don’t you come and help me get packed for tomorrow? Once we’re done, I’ll stay with you and make sure you don’t have anymore, ok?” She smiles again, and you find yourself smiling a little as well. 
“Ok.”
//I’m a sucker for fluffy endings to these things; But w a i t for the other ones, because it’s all downhill from here 
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