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a small compilation of moments between autistic!reader + connor happy disability pride month <3

anon requested : hi! i was wondering if you could do something with connor and the autistic reader and like them going nonverbal and how he would handle that? You don’t have to do it if you don’t wanna! :)

please do not use this as a way to self-diagnose. having one thing in common does not necessarily mean you are autistic. im not a therapist or doctor, if you think you’re on the spectrum, talk to them. <3

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temperature irregulation ♥︎

hank was a firm believer in a cold house. when the summer season came and brought a heatwave with it, the older man wouldn’t allow anything other than a brisk, chilly living room.

it was often you’d come over to go over old cases and study with hank. interning with the detroit police department was fun — the academy, however, you could live without. you’d learned to dress warm when visiting hank’s house, having a hard time warming up once you were cold.

“here,” a thicker sweater is placed over the couch, the sleeve laying on your shoulder. you take it without thought, swapping your thinner one for the new one. connor smiles at the pattern on your fuzzy socks, the sight of your toes curling in delight at the warmth bringing something tender to his brain. “better?”

you nod with a hum, “thanks, detective.”

hank rolls his eyes, hiding the curl of his lips at your obliviousness. “anyways, as i was saying—”

[interrupted] routine ♥︎

every day at 12:10 pm, you’d wander into the breakroom for a snack and drink refill. connor didn’t mean to memorize your specific regimen — but after watching you do the same thing for a week straight, it stuck to his mind.

you loitered in the doorway to the breakroom, peeking in occassionally to see if it’d emptied out any. gavin caught your gaze, rolling his eyes at your hesitance. it was then you spotted the mug in his hands — your mug, the one you always used. your frown deepened.

connor budged his way into the crowd, bumping into gavin and causing his drink to spill. every curse leaving the human’s mouth went ignored — connor only watched as you cowered away from gavin’s angry steps as he left. grabbing the dropped mug, connor rinsed it four times before holding it out to you shyly.

you crept into the breakroom, grabbing the handle of the mug and shooting the android a thankful grin.

stimming with pressure ♥︎

hank opened the door to his house with a sigh. connor’s eyebrows furrowed as he tilted his head, questioning the elder silently. hank leans against the door, “[name]’s been here a while, s’all. won’t leave my bathtub.”

a safe zone, connor concludes, somewhere small and compact ; where you could see every corner and every threat. he makes his way to the bathroom without another thought, pausing at the sight of you.

your eyes are closed, face crumpled in displeasure as you clench and unclench your fists in a pattern. connor knocks on the door, announcing his presence without startling you. your eyes fly open, “hello, detective.”

“you can call me connor, if you’d like.” the android steps further into the bathroom slowly, allowing you to object if you need to. your eyes stay on him — his thirium pump stutters in his chest. “anything i can do to help?”

taking in a deep breath, you puff your cheeks as you release the air. “maybe. if you don’t think it’s weird.”

connor stares down at you, his upper lip curled in hesitance as you lay in hank’s bed. you adjust yourself, wiggling around until you’ve splayed your limbs where you want them. you blink up at him, “well?”

“it is a little... strange.” connor tries to be nice, he really does. but asking an android to lay on you — to put their full weight on you — he’s concered. “i will crush you.”

you roll your eyes, “i have a weighted blanket at home ; it’s no different.”

“i weigh quite a bit more than—”

“are you going to lay on me or not, connor?”

maybe it was the sound of you saying his name for the first time ; maybe it was the way you looked so defeated. whatever it was, connor found himself laying on you as gently as he could. the relaxation was immediate — he could feel the breath of relief you let out ; the way your body sagged.

you fell asleep that way — with connor holding his breath and tensing up the closer you got.

sensory overload ♥︎

the scene you were going to was a lot. it was nighttime now, the sirens and flashing lights bringing everyone’s attention this way. hank leaves the car first, grumbling as he goes. the sound that leaks through his open door causes you to whimper.

connor turns his head to you, “everything alright?”

your gaze hasn’t left the window as you squint, blinking at all of the lights. you gulp before biting your lip. “i’ll be fine. this is what i signed up for.”

you’re barely out of the car and already wincing at the noise and the lights. you can’t see hank ; can’t hear or understand anything being said around you. the world is blinking in hues of red and blue, wailing sirens going off with every flash of the lights.

the sound grows muffled as soft and sturdy hands cup your ears. a thumb moves from your ear briefly, just long enough for you to hear a whisper. “close your eyes and i’ll lead you into the house. that’s where the lieutenant is.”

trusting connor’s words — a little too easily — you squeeze your eyes shut. your hands go up to cover his, sealing your ears from the harsh sounds around you. stumbling a little here and there, you eventually feel a difference in temperature as you enter the house.

letting out a sigh, your shoulders moving with the motion, slowly your eyes peel open. you glance at connor, ignoring the tenderness of his gaze. “thanks, connor.”

he lets out a deep breath, ignoring the sly grin hank sends his way. “no problem, [name].” 

verbal shutdown ♥︎

it happened so quick. your safe foods had vanished from their designated cabinet ; your chair’s wheel was squeaking incessently ; hank hadn’t shown up today. everything was piling on and you finally exploded.

the evidence locker was empty as you shakily typed in hank’s password. you hit the wrong button a few times, squeezing your eyes together at the little beeps. your breathing picks up — you hold it in your chest and shake your hands, releasing the tension built inside you.

you all but crawl into the secure room, your back hitting the wall as you sit down. your eyes squeeze shut again and you go through the motions, choosing the less destructive ways to calm yourself down.

none of them work.

when connor finds you, you’re drawing shapes on the floor with your finger. you’ve curled into yourself, not making a sound ; your usual means of comfort absent from your lips. he walks to you cautiously, “[name]? hank has returned. he’s asking to see you.”

you don’t move ; not a sound falls from your lips. connor sits in front of you, crossing his legs as he waits. from his suit pocket comes a ring of multicolored notecards — your eyes flash to his at the sight of them. connor holds them out further so that you can see them properly. “want to use these?”

a miniscule nod, but it’s enough to make him smile. “alright,” he flicks through the blue cards — feelings. stopping at your set of upset verbs, he slides the ring your way. “any of these describe how you’re feeling?”

a shaky finger hits the word overstimulated before dragging over to panic. connor nods, flipping to the pink set — solutions. “what do you want to do? go home ; nap ; have a snack ; get your puzzle book ; coloring book...” connor holds them up to you, reading out each one until you nod — except you don’t. pausing, connor speaks up again, “want me to leave?”

you shake your head. slowly, your hand crawls across the floor until it meets his. you nudge his hand, curling your fingers under his. connor holds his breath, adjusting your fingers until you’re holding hands properly. his eyes stay to the floor, “this is okay, too. let me know when you’re ready to leave.”

emotional regulation ft. lots of crying ♥︎

“connor,” your voice brings him out of his work. standing beside his desk, connor watches as you sway side to side. he tilts his head and it makes your eyes water. “i’m going to cry.”

that was his cue to take you into his arms. connor stands to do so, gathering your body against his and rocking you side to side slowly. your body hiccups a few times, sniffles leaving your nose occassionally. you seem to calm down even more as he rubs your back soothingly — connor’s led light flashes yellow as he stores that information for later.

you pull away with a deep breath, rubbing your face with the hoodie you’re wearing. connor frowns, “better?”

you nod, “needed that. thank you.”

“want to tell me what upset you? only if you want to.”

connor never knew what to expect your answer to be. sometimes you just shook your head and snuggled close to him again. other times, you did talk about why you were crying and it made connor realize the extent of human emotions. 

“no more chocolate in the snack cabinet.”

“had a nice dream.”

“hank is wearing yellow.”

“it’s such a pretty day today!”

“too much noise.”

“gavin cut his hair.”

you let out another sniffle, lips pouting in thought. “not too sure this time. jus’ felt like i needed to cry.”

connor nods to himself, his led light whirring yellow once more. “i’m glad you feel comfortable with me, [name]. i’ll be here if you need another cry.”

you grin, meeting his eyes for a brisk second before reaching out to hold his hand. you swing your entwined hands lightly, grin softening into something gentle. “i know. thanks, con.”

the detective was sure he’d implode because of you soon. just not yet — not when you’re still holding his hand.

——♥︎—— for some reason my brain tells me to only write autistic readers n pair them w connor. like?? work w me here!! anyways. i hope this was okay, remember to take your meds, drink some water and have a nice snack!! airbendertendou © do not copy, plagiarize, repost, or translate my content on any platform. if you see my content under any other name than my own, let me know. i only have this tumblr and an ao3 account under the same name.

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it looks good on you

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pairing: connor x short!chubby!female!reader

summary: (keep in mind that this is a wip that i will finish upon request!) after the android revolution and the reuniting of connor and hank, it only became a matter of time before the two were attached by the hip; whether hank was sneaking connor into crime scenes or as connor tagged along with hank while he bar hopped. as connor dealt with his curiosity and self-discovery, his emotions only got more confusing once he met [y/n], well that is, once he laid eyes on her. you would think that he and hank now being regulars at the jazz bar and café she works at would make things easier for him, but it seems to only grow his anxiousness, and even, his frustration.

warnings: size kink, dom!connor, sub!reader, uniform kink(?), sexually frustrated connor

a/n: like i had posted previously, this is a wip that i have not been able to work on due to lacking the energy and creativity to finish it. so i will leave the decision to my fellow readers on whether or not y'all would like a part 2! so if you guys would like a part two please let me know 😁! i hope you enjoy and thank you for the support on my previous smut!

it took a few months for society to recover at least a little bit after the android revolution.

protests against androids had only increased since then, many saying that the android revolution was the “resurrection of the devil”. cyberlife on the other hand had no choice but to let the deviant cases go, as the number of androids becoming deviant had increased rapidly during and after the revolution. many refunds were made to those who had immediately wanted to return androids, yet cyberlife had even requested to just let them go out, as the junkyard would only become incapable of proper cleaning at that point. cyberlife even started supplying android repair shops with extra parts, thirium, and even the more explicit parts that were originally dedicated towards eden club androids. these explicit parts were of course upon request privately.

ever since the revolution, connor really had nowhere to really go, this goes for many other androids. they had no money, clothing, shelter; so the only place connor thought of going was hank’s, as he didn’t seem to feel himself fit with markus and the others. he does not regret doing so either, as it seemed to boost hank’s mood rapidly. since then they have been inseparable, whether hank educated him on some of the best jazz songs, snuck connor into some crime scenes, or even gone bar hopping. it was a true bond.

recently both males had taken a liking to this place that had doubled as a jazz café and bar. it was android friendly which had definitely eased up connor. the owner ran the shop himself with the help of his niece.

her name was [y/n][l/n]. she was 21 and had been attending a university nearby. at least that was what connor had picked up on her. she had recently been working with her uncle as he had decided that her age was now appropriate enough to be working around alcohol. the legal drinking age was 21 after all. she had been under a few inches more than a woman’s average height and appeared more curvy. her hair framed her face in a way that almost made her appear fragile. her uniform dress reached down to her lower thighs, her short sleeves and collar outlined with a white stripe. the bottom half of her dress was pleated as her apron was tied wonderfully around her waist, defining her curves even more.

connor never identified such features actively before. hell. he’s never even spent as much time taking in the features of someone at all. when he had worked on deviant cases or looked around his surroundings it was usually a quick scan of the face and that's it. something about this woman had brought such a trance upon connor. the way she had gently moved parts of her body was such an intoxicating view. connor had no idea how to deal with these feelings of anticipation. these feelings of sublime.

hank had seemed to notice connor’s slight frustration. he had even picked on connor a few times for his obvious stares, comparing him to a lost puppy. it was hard to not notice the way he had looked at the female, you could almost see the holes his eyes dug into her, and hank wanted to put a stop to it.

-

“connor… look bud. it’s really not that hard. you just gotta talk to her, that’s all; ask her how she's doing, her favorite music/food… anything like that connor. just spark up a goddamn conversation with her for fucks sake. maybe even do your work with those... new fucking parts you got or some shit.” hank had been lecturing connor for the past 30 minutes now, growing frustrated with connor’s questions as he soothed himself with hard alcohol.

“well lieutenant, if it is so easy to speak to a woman, then how come you still have not m-”.

“you better not be going where i think you’re going connor. we’re talking about you here! not me. got it!?” hank immediately grew defensive with the question, causing a small smirk to grow on connor’s face.

“got it.” connor laughed softly, excusing himself to the living room as he left hank’s grumpy rambling to the kitchen.

the android settled himself on the couch comfortably as he closed his eyes, focusing on his thoughts. for once he could not analyze what the best approach would be. he could barely put together one attempt at befriending the woman. it was almost as if he was experiencing nervousness. anxiety. 

no. he was nervous. he could feel his thirium pumping through his body in a way that he felt like his system would drown. it was such an foreign feeling to him, his sensors tingling at the thought of being near her.

how she would look up at him, how she would smile softly as she speaks, how she would feel when she brushes against him, how she would feel in his hands.

he could almost feel his system overheat at the thought of the sensitive sensors in his fingers brushing over the fabric of her apron, of her dress, of her skin. the way goosebumps would grow on her skin with the cold sensation of his fingers. 

would her breath hitch?

would her body tremble at the ticklish feeling?

would she let out a soft sigh once the cold left her skin?

the thought of such vulnerable reactions aroused unknown feelings in connor. even though he didn’t need to breathe he felt his chest rising and falling shakily, the weight heavy on his throat. he could feel a tightening tension grow in his pants, startled by his body’s reaction. 

connor was aware of the effect arousal had on humans, but has yet to experience such a thing with his own after the installation of his new parts. the feeling of restraint caused him to grow frustrated. he glanced into the kitchen, seeing as hank had passed out on the table after a few drinks; it would have been unfortunate for hank to see him in such a state. 

getting up, connor made his way to the bathroom, gently shutting the door as he made his way to the lock, twisting the small knob. he thought of the best approach to handle his tension, shaking his head out of what would seem to be embarrassment. 

reaching his palm to his hardening length, he gently palmed his arousal, hips bucking into his hand. his head was thrown back as he closed his eyes, guttural, soft moans leaving his mouth.

just how would she act?

would she be obedient?

would the softness in her eyes drown with arousal as she was touched?

he unbuttoned his pants.

would she be embarrassed?

muffling her sounds with the back of her palm as she was filled with him. 

fuck.

would she grow a flustered expression at the thought of being with an android?

his pants and boxer briefs were pushed down mid thigh, his hand stroking his length sloppily. the sensors in his leaking cock driving him insane.

how would she sound?

how would she whimper as she's being gripped, as bruises form on her hips?

he could feel himself throb at the thought of easily manhandling her. gripping her plush hips, her thighs. the way her angelic expression would form such lewd expressions. his system stuttered as he neared his release, getting caught up in his own “imagination”.

he could only imagine how she would look wrapped in his coat.

her uniform hiked up her thighs as he towered over her.

the scent of their arousal mixed together.

the way she'd say his name.

fuck.

connor's hips stuttered as white stripes littered his hand, the lube-like substance staining his hand. his thirium pump shakily slowed down as he cleaned himself, washing off his hands. 

he glanced at himself in the mirror, taking in his expression, and gave his head a soft shake.

he really needed to settle himself, and figure out a solution, because this. this is not a solution.

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Hi:) can I request a dbh connor x reader fluff? It can be anything you are comfortable with, I only carve for a cute, , nervous, blushing Connor :’)

Hi! Thank you for your request :) I apologize for this late publish, i was taking a quite long break but i still hope you’ll be happy to read this and enjoy it, i had much fun to write this cute imagine btw!

Blushing mess || Connor x gender neutral reader

Warnings: slight cursing but just fluff

(remind me if I missed any)

- Detroit become human masterlist link -

Y/N’s pov:

I was awoken from my sleep, by my annoying alarm, as i rolled onto my other side, reaching out my arm and lazily turning it off, letting out a groan of frustration. Another day of work was waiting for me and i was already not having it. So much shit has been going on lately and it seems like everyone is expecting way too much from me.

I’m surprised Hank is pretty understanding when it comes to my situation, usually he’s a big jerk but we built a good and steady friendship, which lead us to being great work buddies if i’m being honest. He can still be a pain in the ass sometimes.

I sat up on my bed, my mind wandering off to think of one special person. Well, he’s not a person, Connor is more likely a machine, one of the androids to be exact. He has been assigned to work with Hank but they don’t get along very well, i’m full of hope it’ll change any time soon though.

I felt a smile forming to my face, just thinking about him. Connor is probably one of the main reasons i still enjoy work, don’t get me wrong i actually learned to like my job, he just makes it a lot better. I couldn’t help but feel interested in him, he’s not just good looking but i started a liking in his personality too.

I reached a different type of motivation for this day and decided to get ready and have some breakfast. I didn’t notice how fast time was moving forward, so that’s when i rushed out of the house and grabbed some coffee on the way to my working place.

Arriving at the police department central station, i got out of my car, reaching the entrance. I walked in and took a sip of my still warm drink. I greeted my coworkers as friendly as i could be and finally took my seat across from Hank.

“Morning Y/N”, he spoke, gazing up at me from his computer. “Good morning Hank.”, i replied in a somewhat really nice tone, noticing he wasn’t in such a bad mood today. Kind of suspicious if you ask me.

“Oh good morning Y/N. It’s nice to see you again.”, i heard a familiar voice saying, seeing Connor back at Hanks side. “Good morning to you too Connor. It looks like you’re being positive, huh?”, i said, my eyes never leaving him. I’m not quite sure but i could bet i just heard Hank letting out a scoff.

“If Lieutenant Anderson hasn’t told you yet, we got some news for one of the deviants, it seems like he has been spottet somewhere and we’re about to investigate the location. I did a good job myself.”, Connor explained and earned an unamused glance from Hank, who wasn’t too happy about Connor’s own praise.

“Well, sounds great! You guys should inspect and move forward then. I probably got lots of work to finish here.”, i said, expressing the last sentence in a bored tone. “Actually, we want you to come with us on the mission today.”, Connor replied, trying to hide the fact, that his lips formed into a small smile.

“Yea. More like you. It was your idea Connor.”, Hank stated, letting out a huff. He was obviously exposing him there. “What? Uh, maybe i just don’t mind some help.”, he defended himself, blocking off any accusations, even though his face was slightly flushed. Androids could in fact blush, they’re designed so much like humans, it’s crazy.

And I myself couldn’t help but grin at the situation in front of me. “It’s alright guys, i’m glad to come with you. I rather be out from this place anyways.”, i stood up, waiting for them both to return the act, so we could go.

____________________________________________

On the ride to the spot, it was mostly quiet. Connor was the only one who began to talk a lot, explaining everything about the deviant he found out and it was honestly interesting, but i could see from the passenger seat that Hank was annoyed by hearing all of this again.

it didn’t take too long though and Hank finally parked the car. I took a look out of the window, seeing an old house, the color was already coming off and it seems like the people living there didn’t care much about it.

After my small inspection, i opened the door and stepped out of the vehicle. Hank was on his way to the front porch, as i heard another door close behind me. I turned my head, to find Connor right next to me. Was he waiting for me the whole time or why was he still sitting in there?

“The deviant is supposed to hide here. I just know an old couple is living there.”, he spoke up still looking forward, his gaze fixed on the house, before he decided to lock eyes with me. I almost forgot how beautiful they looked.

“Well, makes sense then, that no one took care of it.”, i responded, quickly turning my attention back to Hank, where i was about to walk off to anyway, but i was stopped when i felt a hand gently wrapped around my underarm. “I should mention, Y/N. You look very pretty today.”, Connor nervously smiled at me. I wasn’t even able to respond, cause he was gone in a second.

I don’t think i would’ve ever expected this. He couldn’t even keep the eye contact, was he that nervous? Little did i know, he was practicing how he was going to confront me about it the whole car ride. I like this side of him though.

I was so stuck in my mind, i didn’t even notice anything around me, till- “Y/N! Are you coming now!”, Hank screamed me out of my thoughts. I furrowed my eyebrows at him, realizing they’re both waiting for me. I jogged up to them, my eyes landing on Connor who was grinning from ear to ear.

“You need to-“, “Pay attention, yea yea. I literally just zoned out for a second, it’s not that deep Hank.”, i interrupted his sentence, cause i already knew what he was going to try to lecture me about again. He only sighed at me in response, as i slid past him to enter the house.

“And now? Where is everyone?”, i asked in confusion, us three standing in a completely empty, old fashioned furnished house. “Yea, if you would’ve paid attention earlier, you would’ve known by now.”, Hank responded in his usual sassy voice. “Oh come on Hank, just inform me, instead of going on with ur childish games”

“Nobody responded to our knocks, Y/N. They didn’t open the door, so Hank kicked it in.”, Connor replied instead, a soft expression on his face. I gave Hank a weirded out look, as he shrugged his shoulders. Who cares if he was even allowed to do any of this, i just quickly wanna get this over with.

“Okay, you know what? I will search everything down here. You two, go upstairs.”, Hank commands, already walking away from this scene. I spun around, taking a look at Connor, who watched Hank closely with narrowed eyes.

“Let’s get going, Connor.”, i said, preceding to get up the staircase. He followed shortly behind, as his voice could be heard really close to me. “Hank is pretty hotheaded. He’s somehow always mad at everyone.”, “He got a very short tempter. It’s like he’s always mad at the world.”, i replied.

Connor nodded his head, before i decided to enter one of the rooms. My hand had a tight grip on my gun, that my belt was holding, but it wasn’t needed, the room was just as empty as the rest of the house.

Connor scanned the entire room as he suddenly crouched down, reaching out his arm. I watched as his fingers touched the blue liquid on the floor as he took a taste of it. I’m used to him doing this but i still scrunch up my face every time. “The androids blood is still fresh, he must’ve been here just a few minutes ago.”, he said.

My eyes were wide, interested in what he had to say. “And maybe he saw the cop car and us approaching the house. He probably fled cause he was too afraid to face the situation.”, Connor added to it as i crossed my arms in front of my chest.

“Well, wouldn’t you do the same.”, i said with a slight smirk on my face, to which he was taken back. A nervous expression was painted all over his face once again, making my smile just grow wider. “I guess you’re right, Y/N.”, he replied, in a soft voice.

He had such a warm and welcoming look on his face as his eyes were fixed on me. You could say i was melting right on spot, trying not to show it too much. I could see his led on his face turning yellow for a moment, meaning he was just scanning me.

He quickly looked away though, now staring at the ground, which gave me the opportunity to silently watch him. He hasn’t said anything about what he has found out. Was I showing signs of anxiety? Most definitely.

“What’s wrong Connor? Are you nervous?”, i boldly asked, making him raise his head. “Nervous? Oh i was just-“, “You don’t have to lie to me, Connor.”, i chuckled, taking a step closer to him.

His cheeks were flushed and i could swear my heart was racing at this point. I’ve never had a guy being this cute, i also never had something going on with an android, nor have i ever felt anything for one. But with Connor it’s different.

And i wasn’t the only one who was all up in my mind, Connor seemed like his thoughts were overflowing. I may regret this forever now or my future me will be thankful i did this, when i decided to reach for his hand. My fingertips touched his skin as i grabbed his soft hand, my thumb slowly moving over the back of it.

His face was only turning into a deeper red tone and i wasn’t even able to read it. His eyes turned even softer if that’s possible and they were staring right into mine. My knees felt weak, but at least they could still hold my weight, right?

Connor on the other hand looked like he didn’t know what to do at all. I was in charge of the situation, which i myself couldn’t believe with a man like him. But it’s not like i didn’t enjoy any of this. Instead i moved closer to his body, till i could feel his breath, till our lips were only a few inches apart.

Soon to be, there was no space between us left anymore. Our lips finally touched and i was taken by surprise of how good his lips felt on mine. Connor’s lips moved smoothly against my own, my hand moving to the back of his head. I gently took a hold of his wrist, guiding his hand to my waist, placing it right there.

I didn’t know that androids could have such soft lips, due to my lack of experience with them. Connor probably hasn’t had any of them yet, but he’s even cuter this way. I never would’ve thought, that i would make the first move.

The kiss lasted for a good while, but someone just had to ruin it. “Hey guys, have you found-“, Hank rushed into the room, cutting off his own sentence when he saw the scene in front of him. We broke apart real fast as i spun my head around, facing the disappointed Hank.

“Hank we can explain-“, Connor tried to talk, but was now the one to be cut off. “Really?”, Hank said all bored, shaking his head. I could hear out the sarcasm though, he wasn’t mad at us for doing this. “And i thought this would never happen.”, he continued. Right, he was just mad it didn’t happen any sooner.

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[where-dreamers-go]

“Bingo” DBH RK800 Connor x Human!Reader

(A/N: Oh, hey! I found an unfinished Connor insert reader and did the thing. And I have no idea when I typed this, maybe four years ago.

Warnings: language.

Word Count: 720 words)

Many things and people could irritate a person. Some times those were situations. Other times you were irritated by someone’s repetitive display of aggravation of a being’s mere presence.

A shift in the department seemed regular as ever. Paperwork and people moving about around you.

Only one of those were you tired of. Gavin Reed.

Good at his job? Sure, but he had no reason to be as rude as he was to Connor from CyberLife.

Connor, however analytical, was sweet. That not you would admit as much out loud in the precinct. Especially not to his assigned partner. You would never hear the end of it.

You weren’t normally the one to step up in a social situation you weren’t at least a little involved in, however you were one for subtleties. Plus, you just couldn’t stand by and watch it happen. Not any more.

Was that not something humans needed to do more of, helping one another?

Previously mentioned Reed spotted the android, alone.

How did you know?

The look of uncomfortable disgust on the detective’s face.

It was when you saw Reed making a beeline towards Connor, that you made your move. Rising from your seat, your feet lead you towards the break room. Smooth, silent, and thankfully fast.

Reed had already approached Connor with his back to you and his arms crossed in front of him.

“Don’t you have somewhere to be or are you doing coffee runs too?” Reed sneered.

“Lieutenant Anderson said that he required a large amount of caffeine. I offered my assistance.” Connor answered with what had to be a hot cup of coffee in one hand.

“So it looks like you’ve gained rank as a coffee dis—.”

“Excuse me, Connor,” you stopped about two steps from Reed’s side. “May I ask your help with something?” You gestured back towards your desk.

“Of course, detective,” Connor sent you a minuscule smile before looking back to Reed. “Pardon me, detective. Perhaps you would like to continue discussing caffeinated beverages later?”

“Hell no. Get lost, plastic.” Reed made a noise of disgust as he walked away.

One triumphant smile on your face and you were practically prancing back to your desk with Connor in tow.

By the time you reached your work station, Connor was giving you a focused look.

“What is it that you need help with?”

“Nothing that I know of,” you leaned your hip against the desk.

“Then why did you ask me for help?” He tilted his head.

“Well….puzzle piece number one, Reed is a jerk to you. Piece number two, I don’t think anyone should be treated that way and three,” you picked up a pen, “I’ve already finished a good portion of my paperwork.”

Connor’s eyes squinted in the slightest as his LED flickered.

“Your conclusion?”

“You wanted me to avoid a confrontation with Detective Reed.”

“Bingo.” You tapped the end of the pen to your nose.

“But,” his LED switched to yellow for a moment. “Why would you do that? I can handle many human interactions.”

“Because I felt like I needed to.” You shrugged and fiddled with the pen in your grasp.

“Oh.” The tiniest frown made it way onto Connor’s perfectly sculpted face.

Smiling at him came easily because of the way he tried understanding and yet not quite getting to the core of humans’ feelings. It was adorable.

“Connor.”

Lieutenant Anderson’s voice caught both Connor’s and your attention.

“Are you going to stand there all day chatting or give me my damn coffee and get back to work?”

“Sorry, Lieutenant.” Connor took long strides to the desk and gave him the cup.

You watched their exchange with an amused smile.

“Lieutenant Anderson, did you have breakfast this morning?” You asked.

“No. Why?” He frowned over the rim of the coffee cup.

You stretched over to the other end of your desk and retrieved a breakfast bar. “I got extra.” You held up the food. “It’s the good kind.”

“I’m not picky. Thanks.”

After exchanging glances with Connor, you tossed the wrapped bar. He caught it swiftly and handed it over to the Lieutenant.

“Connor, yah better not tell me what’s in it.”

“I-I wasn’t.”

You chuckled at the two and sat behind your desk feeling more accomplished than having your paperwork completed.

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[prismuffin]

dbh connor x reader showering together🫶🏽 i think he’d offer to wash ur back and hair and he super gentle while doing it🥴

Tbh never got the appeal of showering together BUTTTT anyways lol I think that-

Initially he’d be pretty iffy on showering with you and you’d make a joke about him being afraid of short circuiting. He quickly reminds you that androids are completely waterproof and you just snicker. After a while though he caves and hops in with you. It’s nicer than he initially thought though you do tease him a bit. He’d for sure wash your back for you and if you’d like he’d even wash you hair, making sure to scrub your scalp correctly. It’s honestly so comforting how careful his hands are on you as he lathers the soap across your back. Overall, it’d be a pretty wholesome experience unless you wanted it to take a more intimate turn. Afterwards he’s wrapping you up in the softest of towels, giving you loads of forehead and cheek kisses as you both dry off.

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DBH-Domestic headcanons

3 Year Masterlist  

Special thanks to @princess-odette for helping me with these

Connor

There will definitely be a lot of trial and error

He barely knew what to do the first time you cuddled him

He was designed to hunt down deviants 

The complete opposite of gentle and soft

Yet somehow he was

He usually just copies whatever you do or looks it up

He tried to cook once but almost burnt everything down

So you convinced him to do the dishes instead

But whenever you did them,he wrap his arms around you and kiss your neck

Your dates would consist of going to old record stores,picnic and bookstores

You’d always sit under a tree with his arm around you while reading

If you ask he’ll read to you

If you’re reading at home,he’ll put on one of the records and ask you to dance

Markus

Husband material

He knows how to cook,clean and give the best cuddles

Breakfast in bed is just an everyday thing

Sometimes you’d convinces him to cuddle instead

Those days you’d end up cooking breakfast together

Will definitely have paintings of you all over your house

Except the one in the living room of both of you

Which took a lot of convincing 

He loved painting you and refused to paint himself

You’d always compliment him to remind him how beautiful he is

If you played and instrument,you’d play together 

If you didn’t he’d teach you

Gavin reed

Gavin loves his cats almost as much as he loves you

You’d spend everyday cuddling either him or one of the cats

Waking up with all of them on top of you

He’s always bring you coffee in the morning just the way you like it

You made sure he wasn’t mean to Connor anymore 

You’d try to help him with some of his cases even if you weren’t a detective

Movie night every weekend

Although you’d talk through most of it

Randomly quoting memes at each other for no reason

He’d only say ‘I love you’ If you were alone

Nines (RK 900)

somehow he’s more clueless than Connor

He will try his best and do what he actually can

He’d make you coffee in the morning but it would be a different kind every morning

He’d also cook for you without burning anything

You were surprised by how good he was

You’d spend endless hours reading in silence

Every month you’d pick a book and read and chapter each night and discussed it

Whenever it was his turn he’d pick a something with romantic

Sometimes you thought he picked them just to see you flustered

Whenever you were too tired to read he’d cuddled you and read it to you

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Connor came to a halt, seeing someone sit at Hank’s desk. She sat atop of his desk which was highly inappropriate. Connor adjusted his tie, his Led flickering between blue and red. He firmly walked up to the desk to give the girl a lesson in manners. – “I beg your pardon, but sitting on a desk is highly inappropriate. It increases bad posture.” – he said with a point with his finger. – “Besides this is not your desk. If you were to wait for Lieutenant Anderson, I suggest the waiting room in the front would be more suitable.” – he had come standing before you. You smiled as it confused the android for a moment. You hopped off the desk, coming to stand before him. 

“So you are the droid Cyberlife send.” – you said, taking in his features very detailed. – “I’ve heard all about you.” – you tilted your head a bit to the side. Indeed you had heard so much about him, just not how extremely handsome he was. God, the one that created him sure knew what they were doing. Such dreamy features it made your heart thump just a bit louder. – “The waiting room if you please.” – Connor insisted politely. – “Yet I am more comfortable waiting here.” – you answered. – “I will not ask again. The waiting room if you require Lieutenant Anderson.” – he straightened his posture, eyes slightly narrowed.

“Y/n!” – you turned your head, seeing Hank approach arms open. – “Father!” – you exclaimed walking up to him. Connor staring in a state of shock at you hugging his partner. His led flickering a bright yellow at the newly information he just received. – “I see you’ve met Connor.” – your father spoke, returning to his desk with you. – “I hope he’s been polite to you.” – Hank gave Connor a glare. – “I must apologize I was not aware of this inf-“ – he said as you cut him off. – “He has been well mannered.” – you spoke over him with a warm smile. 

Hank sat himself down as you came leaning against his desk near him. Connor sitting hesitantly down. His eyes fixated on you. Scanning and observing every little detail of your feature. If he looked closely, he could see resemblances with Lieutenant Anderson. Dececting you would probably look more similar to your mother than him. You noticed Connor staring at you, his led flickering. – “What is he doing?” – you asked your dad. Hank turned his head sighing loud. 

“He’s scanning you.” – he said snapping his finger in front of Connor. – “Hey! Droid cut it out!” – he made clear as Connor blinked slowly coming back. – “We have a case to work on.” – he tapped his finger on Connor’s desk that aligned with his. – “Well, well If it isn’t Y/n Anderson.” – looking over your shoulder you saw Gavin approach. – “And I’m off.” – you called out. You gave your father a kiss on his forehead. Avoiding Gavin on your way out.

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You hadn’t heard from your father the entire day. It was night and you started to worry a bit. He didn’t pick up his phone or anything. You decided to go to the station, in the hope to find him there, working late hours. The station was nearly empty. Deserted at such an ungodly hour. A few late workers sitting at their desk or walking around with files in their hands. You exhaled disappointed seeing your dad’s desk was once again abandoned. 

You walked over, sitting down in his chair to wait. Minutes ticked by as you started to get bored. Staring at the few pictures that hung at his board. You flipped up a letter seeing a picture of you and your dad when you were just a kid. No wonder Connor didn’t know you were his daughter when you first met him months ago. He had hidden that information for him. Sighing loud, you lowered the letter to shield the picture away once more. 

Rolling the chair to the side, you took a look at Connor’s neatly tied up desk. You got up, going around. Letting your fingers go over the desk which he would’ve touched numerous times. The door opened as it startled you. Making you run back to your dad’s desk. The last thing you wanted was for Connor to know you were crushing on him.

A human crushing on an android. Where in the world would that fit. Some would find it inhuman, but you couldn’t deny how he made you feel. To your disapproval it was only Gavin entering. The moment he saw you, he went over. – “Ah Y/n! Finally here to see me.” – he said, looking all smug. You rolled your eyes. – “In your dreams Gavin.” – you answered. – “Aww c’mon Y/n, I know you’re here to see me.” – he came closer as you wanted to walk away, but he wouldn’t let you. Whichever side you took, he was there to block you. 

“Real mature Gavin.” – you called out annoyed. – “I haven’t eaten yet…” – he started closing in on you. You got backed up against your father’s desk with little escape. – “I thought we could share a meal, have a drink, call it a date.” – he added making you look disgusted away. – “Gavin, I would appreciate it if you let me pass.” – you told him loud and clear. 

He only chuckled moving his hands over to you. The moment his hands touched your hip, you fought with your hands to keep him back. – “Don’t be such a bore Y/n, I know you want this.” – he called out, touching you as you kept pushing his grabby hands off you. Off your shoulders, arms, and hip.

“Gavin!” – you said wanting to escape but there was no way out. Cornered by him. – “Gavin, stop!” – you called out giving him a hard push. He was smiling, finding himself amusing with the hold he had over you. – “Hands off!” – both of you suddenly heard loud and clear. Both turned your head seeing Connor walk in a firm pace over. Gavin groaned annoyed at Connor’s presence. – “Stay out of this robot. Why don’t you be a good android and make me a coffee.” – Gavin responded. Connor grabbed Gavin tight by his shoulder, pushing him off you. 

Your eyes widened seeing his led flickering a bright red. – “You’ve been pissing me off for a long time, I’d appreciate it if you kept your hands off Y/n.” – Connor called out with a glare. Seeing him like this, did something to you. It made you take a deep breath to control the butterflies in your stomach that were bouncing around without a warning. – “You little shit!” – Gavin insulted ready to throw a punch. Connor ducked, avoiding being hit. Still low, he punched Gavin in his stomach. Shocked, you watched as Gavin dropped to the ground, groaning in pain. Connor turned his head, looking at you. The red in his led having settled for blue once more. – “Are you alright? I detect an increase in your heartbeat.”

You quickly nodded. Hoping so bad he wouldn’t detect the beating of your heart was not out of fear, but out of admiration for him. What he just did making you fall even deeper for him. – “Whe…where is my dad?” – you asked Connor, staring. – “Lieutenant Anderson decided to go home after we were done with the crime scene. He spoke about filing the report tomorrow. Should I escort you home?” – he answered dutiful. 

Gavin got up to his feet, pulling you towards him. His little action made Connor clench his hand into a fist. Ready to throw another punch if he had to. – “I’ll take you home.” – he insisted. – “No thank you.” – you responded, taking your arm back. – “I prefer Connor to take me home.” – You walked over to Connor, standing beside him. – “You would prefer an android over me?” – Gavin shouted frustrated. – “Yes.” – you answered. Connor quirking up a little smile. Connor gave Gavin an expression full of mockery before going back outside with you. 

The temperature had dropped, snow dartling down from the sky. – “I must apologize, I walked here since no buses ride this late and my car is in the garage for maintenance.” – you explained, wanting to let him know what he was in for. – “No problem, Y/n. Walks are very good for your health. I would even suggest to take a long route to keep the blood circulation running which will be rewarding when you get older.”

You chuckled at his overshared information. – “How about we just take the short route to stay warm?” – you suggested. – “Very good idea Y/n.” – he responded. Both of you started walking, heading in the direction of your home. Knowing your dad would be home before you. Connor was looking at you after a while. His eyes scanning your expression, your hands and the chill running down your spine. – “You are cold.” – he concluded. 

You looked at him coming to a stop. – “Yes, but It’s not that far anymore.” – you answered. – “I suggest I use my hands to warm yours. You see I have a heat feature. Allow me to switch it on for you since normally I would not require this setting in my performance of work.” – He offered holding his hand out to you. – “Oh Connor you don’t have to...” – waving your hands in front of you. Connor’s led flickered. – “Already done.” – he told you taking your hand. 

You fell silent, suddenly flustered with him holding your hand. – “Comfortable?” – Connor asked curious. It was indeed comfortable, not only the warmth from his hand, but simply holding it as well. If only he knew how harder, he made you fall for him by acting like this. You nodded seeing him smile. Continuing your walk, Connor made sure your hands were warm as he didn’t want you to freeze before reaching your house.

Hank opened the door, frowning at Connor by your side. – “I took the liberty of escorting your daughter home Lieutenant.” – Connor spoke as you stepped up to your dad. – “Thanks.” – Hank answered unsure what to think, stepping aside for you to enter. – “Bye Connor. Thank you for your kindness.” – you said cheerful. – “Goodbye Y/n.” – Connor answered cheerful. Hank grunting irritated at Connor. Bothered slightly that his daughter and his partner were somehow bonding. 

Hank shut the door in Connor’s face, having seen enough of him today. – “Y/n why did Connor take you home?” – he wanted to know. – “I was waiting for you at the station, but you never showed.” – you yelled from within another room. Hank puffed brief, looking down at Sumo. – “What?” – he asked the dog bothered. Sumo laid his head back down. You went to bed as did your father, exhausted. Early in the morning you woke up, hearing your father’s annoying ringtone. It has been ringing four times and still he didn’t pick up. You groaned squeezing your pillow over your ears. 

“Dad! Your phone!” – you shouted from your room. There was no response as you had enough of it. Agitated you jumped out of your warm bed, swinging your door open. His phone was ringing again in the kitchen as you knew he left it there on purpose. – “Yes!” – you answered bitsy. – “He’ll be there.” – you made clear after receiving some information to pass on. Hanging up, you groaned sleepy. – “Dad!” – you called out, knocking loudly on his door. You could hear him snore from across the door.

“Dad! Wake up!” – you knocked louder, finally hearing him wake. You barged into his room, going straight for his closet. You threw some clothes at him that startled him. – “Get up, you have work.” – you told him, switching the light on. He groaned annoyed and still sleepy. You went back into your room to get dressed for yourself. Knowing he was in no state to go over like this. Passing his room once more, you banged your fist against the door. – “You better be getting dressed!” – you warned making Sumo lift his head up. – “Sorry Sumo.” – you said, giving the dog a good scratch. 

While you were preparing coffee opened the door to your father’s bedroom. Seeing his jacket was put on wrong. – “Honestly dad.” – you sighed coming over. You pulled his jacket off, turning it inside out to the right side. – “Sorry.” – he mumbled clearly still exhausted. You understood in a way as those deviant cases wore him out. You returned to the kitchen filling a cup with coffee for on the road. – “Come on, they are waiting for you.” – grabbing him by the arm, you pulled him to the car with you. You gave him the coffee before driving off. Hank yawned as you filled him in with the little information you got from the phone call. Your dad in the worst morning mood you ever saw.

Already blinded by the red and blue lights, parked you the car. Your dad got out grumpy as you got out as well. He nearly stumbled over his feet in the snow. – “Dad please.” – you sighed, holding him upright by his arm. You led him to the entrance of the building, pulling the tape line over your head. Inside were you greeted with camera flashes and blood splashed against the wall. Hank waved you away, muttering for you to leave. – “Y/n, what are you doing here?” – Connor appeared from around a corner, looking curious at you. 

“I had to bring him.” – you pointed at your father. You watched him look agitated and bothered at others. – “Sorry he’s in a bad mood.” – you whispered to Connor. – “I appreciate the information.” – he winked making you widen your eyes to suppress a squeal. Looking away, you didn’t want him to notice your cheeks warm up. – “Go home Y/n!” – Hank ordered grumpy. – “I would, but you clearly need the car and unless you expect me to walk all the way back, I’ll wait to drive you to the station.” – you answered, knowing in an hour or so he would still be uncapable of riding. 

Hank puffed taking another sip of his coffee. You stepped aside letting them do their work. You found yourself standing near Connor, finding his way of noticing clues interesting. He knelt down by the blood splatters. Scooping his fingers over it to bring it to his mouth. – “Damn it Connor!” – your father called out. – “What did I say about sticking evidence in your mouth.”

You stared dumbfound at the way Connor so easily tasted the blood with little care. – “How else am I going to detect the blood type?” – he answered. – “It is more sufficient and faster.” – he added, still knelt down. – “It’s disgusting for people that’d kiss you.” – you blurted out before you properly thought about it. Connor looked confusingly up to you. – “Why would anyone want to kiss me?” – he questioned. – “I don’t know… maybe…it just came to my mind…” – you responded nervously. 

Connor tilted his head slightly to the side. – “Do you want to kiss me, Y/n?” – he asked innocently as a question to your comment. Hank spitted his coffee out as your eyes widened. The thought alone made you bashful. You quickly turned your head, overheating. Connor quirked his eyebrow up, scanning you. He detected that you were flustered by his response, making his led flicker yellow. You stormed out of the house, needing to cool down immediately. 

You couldn’t believe he would actually ask such a thing. He might not understand what his comment did to you. Wondering why you overreacted so much to a simple question. You started making your way back to the car, waiting there for your dad. You saw Connor step out first after being in there for more than half an hour. He seemed to be looking around, searching. The moment he spotted you, he made his way over. You panicked, getting quickly in the car to avoid him.

Connor came to your side, knocking on the window. – “Y/n I require to speak with you.” – he said lowering himself a bit to look at you. You gestured at your ear, pretending you couldn’t hear him. Connor batted his eyes briefly up before opening your door. You squealed when he opened your door. He lowered himself to look in the car. – “Car’s are not soundproof. It would be almost impossible for you to have not heard me. Perhaps not as clear as I would sound standing beside you, but you’d still hear me.” – he declared throwing facts your way. 

“What is it that you want.” – you asked trying to act unbothered. – “It appears my question from before made you very bashful.” – he said making you widen your eyes. You gave him a push, wanting to leave the car immediately. You did not want to have this conversation again. Not while him asking that made your heart beat out of your chest. You stepped out, Connor coming to stand before you. – “I detect you are in flight mode, which isn’t uncommon for humans when faced with something they rather not discuss.” – he told you. 

You could strangle him by being so android like. Scanning and observing every little detail of yours. – “Connor can we not.” – you sighed out, wanting to leave, but Connor grabbed you by the arms. His led flickering to yellow. His brows slightly furrowing. – “You made a very good point in there. It had never occurred to me that my habits might disgust any person wanting to be intimate with me.”

You felt yourself overheat once more, not sure how much longer your heart could take this. – “I have never been kissed you see…” – he told you. – “I have never been faced with anyone showing interest in me.” – he continued as the more he spoke, the more you wanted to melt into a puddle. Your heart almost falling out of your chest. – “So I shall take your advice in consideration.” – he said with a nod, letting go of your arms. You took a deep breath, unable to control yourself any longer. 

This needed to be outed before you’d explode. You took Connor by the arms, moving closer to press your lips against his. They felt cold for some reason as you expected them to be warmer. Connor’s led flickering yellow, eyes wide open as he processed what was occurring. You pulled away, shaking nervously from what you just dared to do. – “I…I…I’m so sorry…” – you stuttered out, hand before your mouth. Connor blinked slowly, coming back to his senses. He pulled your hand down, grabbing you as he kissed your lips. For someone who had never been kissed, knew Connor surely what to do. 

You threw your arms around him, fully enjoying his kiss. Forgetting about him being an android for just a moment. The sound of voices made you pull away. Connor took a step back. You licked your lips, wanting to taste the last of his lips on yours. You waved at your dad who just walked out of the house. He made his way over as you caught Connor staring at you. – “Need a lift to the station?” – you asked with a smile. – “That would be very generous.” – you gestured with your head to the back as he got in. Your dad opening the door to his side. You smiled giddy into the distance. Hank calling out to you to get a move on. You sat down, starting the car, driving off.

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[nalluni]

- imagine getting blue cum on your lips after giving Connor a blowjob. Hank would later notice it going “not you too (m/n)” sounding dissapointed.

Note: Don’t know if it’s been in others fics but i made it up that Connors cum is actually blue, i hope no one minds xD

You were just done after giving your boyfriend Connor a blowjob, he had been stressed after work and he wanted you to help him remove the stress. Smiling you licked your lips as you stood up looking for both of your clothes.

“i hope that helped babe” You said as you tossed the clothes to him who was sitting down on the bed still. Connor just winked at you. While getting dressed both of you heard Hank walking inside your apartment, making you look like a fool for forgetting to lock the door. “Hey Connor! (m/n) you in here?” Hank yelled from the other room. You opened the door just a little bit. “Yeah we’ll be there in just a sec” You replied yelling back at him. You could almost imagine the look he was giving both of you, even if he loved both of you as a close family he still saw you both as kids who needed to be looked after. Even if he didn’t want to admit it he really cared for both of you. Both you and Connor walked out the door trying to look as normal as possible, trying not to smell bad after just giving Connor a blowjob. Hank have you a disgusted look as he approached you and pulled out a napkin, not knowing what came next confused you. He wiped the napkin around your mouth giving the hint that something was on there. “Not you too (m/n)” Hank said as he finished wiping the corner of your mouth, feeling really confused you looked at the napkin and saw a blue stain in the white paper This was not going to be an easy explanation

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[thefanficmonster]

Can I request a fluff Drabble or smth with Connor Walsh where he’s struggling with a case and than his 4-6 year old kid points out something about the case that helps Connor solve it and he’s just really proud of them?<333

Aww sure thing, darling! Enjoy the drabble 💕

Father-son relationship: Connor & Child Character [How To Get Away With Murder]

Warnings: None :)

Genre: Domestic/Family Fluff

Summary: see request above

This was the type of case that got everyone fuming. Literally everyone. Yes, even the too-cool-to-care Frank. How did Annalise pick this one out of all the cases that she rifled through this week? It's almost as though she wanted to make them suffer because she dropped the case on the K5 and hasn't made an attempt to help them ever since. She proclaimed she had some work of her own to do therefore wouldn't tolerate anyone trying to bother her.

That's left the five students with plenty of research work to do, work they inevitably caved and started taking home with them. It's a guessing game how much of it they actually get done with all the distractions they have at home, but unlike the others, Connor gets a pass for that one. Rightfully so, because the man has a lot more responsibility than his colleagues.

He has a toddler to be looking after all on his own while his partner is on a trip provided by the establishment where they've been interning.

"Alright buddy, it's you and me against this fu...." Connor cuts himself off on time, "...damn case. Come on."

With that, he sits the five-year-old in his lap, turning the TV to a cartoon channel as to keep his son entertained while he rifles through a few more files before calling it a night and turning to watch cartoons himself.

He's just flipped to the page of the file with the press-taken pictures of the day of the first trial taken outside the courthouse. Most of them have captured the plaintiff and the defendant along with his previous lawyer.

Basically, this man's wife is suing him for supposedly embezzling portion of her half of their joint company's income. He's sworn up and down to every tabloid, every journalist and even everyone in the Keating office that he's had nothing to do with the embezzlement that has been proven to actually be taking place behind the scenes.

As Connor's reading the recounts of what went on before, during and after that trial, a little finger lands on top of the attached picture up above the typed out writing.

Looking up, Connor chuckles to himself, seeing that his son is pointing to the bright red jacket the defendant's wife - or now presumably ex-wife, is wearing. "You like that jacket huh?"

Turning the page, he's met with the pictures of the second trial that happened within months of the previous and was the last one the defendant attended with that lawyer who claimed he was a lost cause and dropped him before her career could get ship-wrecked. Why he waited four months before contacting Annalise is a mystery but, if Connor's to be asked, he believes the man is actually guilty. They've brought up too much concrete evidence for him not to be. And he knew that. But he's now restored his determination to not pay the large sum he'll be owing his wife (ex-wife) if she wins the lawsuit.

As he's reading through the recounts, his son once again takes it upon himself to point at one of the pictures that are pinned at the top of the document. His dad has an idea of what he's pointing at before he even looks up, "Ok, ok, I promise to get you that jacket for your next birthday." It's only after he looks up that he realizes that although his son's pointing at the same jacket as before, it now resides on a different body - the attorney's.

"Wait a second..." He mumbles, aware that he's grasping at straws here. There's a big possibility they both own the same or similar jacket. Which is exactly why he quickly flips back to the previous pictures to compare the two.

It's the exact same jacket. It's the same fucking jacket, holy shit!

An emblem of the designer on the bottom of the right side - check!

An identical seemingly cigarette burn mark on the left sleeve - check!

An indent in the leather around the collar - check!

"Oh my fucking God! They were working together!" Not minding his vocabulary anymore, Connor carefully picks up his son and sets him down on the couch next to the file as he dashes to grab his phone and dial Frank. While it's ringing, he makes a point to kneel before his son and give him a kiss on the forehead, "You, sir, just saved your dad's life. You're getting ice-cream tonight."

"You're buying me ice-cream, Walsh?" Frank, who picked up a moment sooner than Connor expected, says with upmost confusion.

"No, but I think I just solved your case. Sorry, we just solved your case." He quickly corrects himself before sharing a high-five with his son.

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[orangebutterfly]

Мне очень понравились ваши хедканоны про то, как Ральф снимает искусственную кожу перед читателем. Могу ли я попросить то же самое, но с Коннором?

У Коннора будет не так много проблем с этим, поскольку он не считает это большой проблемой. В конце концов, это нормально для андроида, да и он уверен, что ты знаешь, как примерно устроена искусственная кожа.

Рядом с тобой он не убирает её, так как сам привык к тому, что нужно выглядеть максимально располагающе для других людей, а абсолютно белое покрытие могло слегка сбить их с толку.

Поэтому его удивляет твоя просьба, когда ты говоришь, что хотела бы, чтобы он открылся перед тобой, а затем уточняешь, что имеешь ввиду его искусственную кожу.

Не приходится долго ждать, прежде чем Коннор следует твоей просьбе и показывает тебе свой изначальный вид.

Ты осторожно осматриваешь его белоснежное лицо и руки, легонько проводя по ним пальцами и иногда поощупывая материал. Коннор в свою очередь внимательно следит за твоей реакцией, что-то подмечая у себя в голове. По движению твоих бровей, глаз и губ решает, как ты относишься к тому, что он такой.

Не испытывающий страха или нервозности от своего вида Коннор всё же с облегчением заметил, что ты не осталась разочарованной.

Большую часть времени он всё равно будет сохранять прежний вид, но, если ты попросишь, наедине будет снимать искусственное покрытие, чтобы между вами было меньше барьеров.

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[airbendertendou]

 to be alone ♥︎ connor ; dbh

another autistic!reader and connor thing ♥︎ synopsis : reader needs a minute to calm down ; connor knows exactly how to ground you and bring you back.

song inspo ; to be alone by hozier

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——♥︎——

Connor is reading over a file with Hank when a knock on the door sounds. It’s a particular pattern — a specific tap taptaptap tap taptaptap that Connor knows belongs to you. As Hank opens the door, the android’s smile falls as he watches you scurry past them both. Your head is down as you shuffle quickly into the living room where Sumo is laying.

Hank lets out an indignant noise, eyes wide as he follows your figure. Connor smiles — it feels tenser and more awkward than usual — and holds up his pointer finger. “One moment, please. I’ll be right back, Lieutenant.” 

You’re crouched down, knees to your chest as your feet stay flat on the ground. Sumo is laying on his right side, his tummy facing you as you methodically rub his fur. Connor observes you silently as you pet the dog, your eyes wide and unblinking as you watch your hand.

Unknowingly, your feet start to tingle. You’re so caught up in your ministrations that you don’t notice — but Connor does. His knee hits your back softly as he stands behind you. “Careful, honey. Need to move.”

You obey silently, plopping down fully into your butt. Your legs relax from their stiffened position, falling into a criss-cross position as the rest of your body follows. He notices you’re less tense now ; more open and fluid than you were seconds ago.

Slowly, the android goes around to the front of you and to the windows. He unravels the blinds, pulling the curtains open further as the sun begins to set. You move your gaze from Sumo and to the window, watching as the room glows orange. You bask in the sunset, memorizing all of the colors you can see as you continue to pet the dog.

Connor waches you fondly, sliding the curtains and blinds shut as the orange glow recedes and the sky turns darker. Your gaze drifts to the wall to your left, staying there as Connor moves to sit across from you. He pets Sumo’s back as he analyzes you quietly. You glance his way before looking back to the wall.

The android lets out a small smile, tilting his head to the right. “Hey, sweetheart. Welcome back.”

The side of your mouth tilts up as you continue to stare to the left. “That’s a new name.”

“It is. Is that alright?” Connor asks, just to make sure. You nod, small smile growing into a little grin. Connor’s own lips lift in return — the soap operas and cheesy movies Hank had a habit of watching had finally come in handy. “Do you like it or would you prefer a different name?”

“Like everything you call me.” Your speech is still a little off as you get comfortable in your skin again, stuttered and broken in places. You glance at Connor again, eyes dashing back to the wall just as quick. ”S’always nice.”

“You deserve to be called nice names,” he responds immediately. Connor’s fingers brush against yours as they still pet Sumo. Your mouth twitches again and you turn to fully face him now. Connor’s thumb brushes against your knuckles, “you deserve all of the nice things.”

You make the move to lace your fingers with his, using your left hand to twirl Sumo’s fur around your fingers. Connor brings your right hand up to his lips, pressing a kiss to your knuckles before lowering them back to Sumo. Your voice is soft when you speak, “you deserve them, too. Nice things.”

Connor grins, lowering his head bashfully. He squeezes the fingers of th hand he’s holding gently, attracting your eyes there for a moment before you’re looking back at Sumo. “You’re too kind, sweetheart.”

A loud scoff interrupts the calm stillness of the room as Hank makes his presence known. He’s leaning against the doorway of the living room, his upper lip curled up in disgust. “You lovebirds make me sick.”

“Nice to see you, too, Hank,” you reply, smiling his way. Connor squeezes your fingers once more before he detatches them, standing to re-join Hank in the kitchen. Stooping to press a kiss against your temple, Connor calls out gently before he leaves you to your own devices.

“You know where I am if you need me.” 

——♥︎—— have so many ideas w him i can’t help but keep writing hhhh you can send in detroit become human requests if youd like!! ill try to get them done for @guav​ ♥︎ bc your tags on my last dbh thing were so sweet n i think abt them daily ): & @straysugzhpe​ for always being my personal cheerleader ♥︎

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[undiscovered-horizon]

hi! first of all, congrats on 1k, i find your writing really awesome and you deserve this so much 💖

for your great event, may i request the line 16. You're the one habit I just can't kick. with Connor from D:BH?

i immediately had an idea for the plot when i read that line. when connor deviates he hopelessly tries to get rid of any habits he had in his past machine life, but he just can’t stop thinking about you.

so he pays you a visit at night.

but this is nothing but an idea 🤗 if something else feels more write-able to you please use another idea!!! thank you in advance!!

[1k followers celebration!]

Thank you so much!! I'm glad You like my work ❤️ Lately my mind's been revolving around the concept of yandere!Detroit...

Someone once said that "to love means to let go" and so you weren't too articulate in your heartbreak when Connor decided to, quite literally, start over. After he had deviated, he decided that it would be best to cut all ties with his past life as a machine. That included Hank, Sumo and, what was even worse, you.

But if that's what was going to make him happy, you didn't have it in you to argue. In a bitterly sombre way, it was very human of him to disappear in the middle of the night in search of something he call his own. Wherever he was at the moment, you only prayed he was safe and not too lonely - God only knew what happened to people whose hearts are gnawed on by loneliness a little too long.

It was a cloudy day and so it seemed as if the darkness of the night came surprisingly early but you didn't mind. The air felt especially humid on that evening but there was no rain in the weather forecast.

Be it a magic trick or a cosmic coincidence, your thoughts about Connor's wellbeing brought someone to your doorstep: the bright ringing of the doorbell pulled you away from your wandering thoughts.

Tired and dreading another social interaction on that day, you opened the door ready to tell the stranger off - that you weren't buying whatever they were selling.

There was, however, no stranger on your doorstep. Not on that night.

"Connor?" you asked hesitantly as if you couldn't quite believe in the ghost that decided to haunt you. He was dressed in dark casual clothes with a beanie pulled as far down as he could although there was no need for that - you still remembered that fateful day when you helped him get rid of the circular LED.

He looked so... human.

"I can't stop thinking about you. Why?" he asked. For the first time since you've met him, there was something new in his voice that wasn't ambivalence or anger.

"Excuse me?" You didn't quite know how to answer his question. Although he escaped to become accustomed to the complexity of humanity, it seemed as if that inbred bluntness wasn't going to leave him anytime soon. "Wait, just come in first."

Connor walked past you and sat down on the couch. As a machine, he used to sit in a humorously stiff and awkward way but as a person, he definitely looked more leisurely: his legs were spread a little further apart and he was actually leaning against the back of the couch.

"Start from the beginning. Where have you been all those months?"

"I thought that leaving behind everything connected to the machine Connor would make it easier to proceed with the life of a human. Even after I had relearned everything in a more imprecise manner..."

"You couldn't quite let go?" you guessed. It was hard to say where his thoughts were going but, perhaps, he was about to learn just how human it was to be unable to get over something, to never quite forget.

Connor stared at you for a moment. The last time you saw him, his eyes were a lot more vacant than they were now. You could easily tell he was actually feeling - and there was so much of it! But all those painfully human emotions seemed to be weaved with confusion in Connor's mind.

"You're the one habit I just can't kick."

"Maybe you don't have to."

The artificial skin of his cheek felt cold against your lips.

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[frownyalfred]

Tim/Kon being a peak ship except every few days they realize they’re acting too much like Bruce and Clark and have to ditch the relationship until they can look at each other again without flinching.

#imagine arguing with your bf and realizing you’re exactly like your dad #I would be horrified #tim drake #kon el #connor kent #bruce wayne #batman #dc #batfamily #superbat #clark kent #Superman #timkon

[the-geeky-fangirl]

yes i know heartstopper is "cringe" and yes I know you think it's not that deep but you've endured years of cringe oversexualized shows about high schoolers where the gays are delegated to sub plots I'm sure a few hours of queer people being safe and happy and loved won't kill you so please shut the fuck up

#im so fucking TIRED of people acting like heartstopper is a new brand of cringe #they're literal 15/16 year olds what the fuck do you wqnt from them #imagine letting the vampire diaries and teen wolf run for as long as they did and then complaining about this #just say you hate queer joy and leave #heartstopper #heartstopper season 2 #nick and charlie #tao xu #elle argent #tara jones #darcy olsson #tara and darcy #tao and elle #isaac henderson #alice oseman #kit connor #joe locke #for those aaking yea i did come across a bunch of people calling it cringe and i took it personally

[sayoneee]

☆ HEAD OVER HEELS

“something happens and i'm head over heels” - tears for fears (smau)

contains: luke castellan x ares! reader. best friends to lovers? (again) secret relationship but everyone knows. alt universe everyones happy. woc friendly as always

kashaf’s note: free palestine! (for reference, connor is percabeth's age, while travis is yns age so um imagine)

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yn summer days drifting away!

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clarisse why would you give them guns

yn im not stupid theyre fake obviously connorstole im hurt wtf travistole yn do u not trust us yn um. ur funny. travistole 💔

lukecastellan i see you’re poaching my siblings again

yn im just more fun what can i say lukecastellan liar liar pants on fire yn acting like ur 12 years old annabethhh finally someone said it lukecastellan annie ur my sister ur supposed to take my side wtf annabethhh 🤷‍♀️

silenabeauregard so where’s the summer loving?

yn u caught the grease reference!

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yn best girlfriends

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lukecastellan pic creds??

yn pic creds to this whiny baby lukecastellan u cried over good will hunting i aint forget yn how did u Not cry. it was so sad lukecastellan i look over and u were crying not once not twice but 4 times. yn im never watching anything w u ever again lukecastellan u cant ever replace me im one of a kind yn 💀

silenabeauregard I LOVE YOU GORGEOUS GIRL

yn MWAH MWAH 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩

clarisse YURRR

travistole soft launching me i like it 😍

connorstole ik u lying rn yn 😭 silenabeauregard WHAT clarisse oh that's not... annabethhh yn ?????

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travistole best duos

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connorstole why did yn get the priority tag

travistole bc we're the better duo yn so true (clarisse solos u) travistole oh im well aware clarisse 😁

yn people r gonna think im ur gf

annabethhh u arent??? yn i burst into tears how could u. travistole hey now. i'm not that bad. yn im going to kms silenabeauregard annabeth 💀 clarisse 💀 connorstole 💀 percyjackson 💀 cbeckendorf 💀 chrisrodriguez 💀 annabethhh what do you all know that i don't???

cbeckendorf love you too man

travistole 💋 clarisse silena yo mans acting up again

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view chrisrodriguez's story.

view silenabeauregard's story.

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lukecastellan 🚷

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yn im w silena tho

lukecastellan shes cheating on u w charlie yn ig ur my last option silenabeauregard nooo yn come back bbg

chrisrodriguez bro stood up

percyjackson finally

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yn last man on earth

tagged lukecastellan

lukecastellan thanks

yn i like donating to the poor! lukecastellan come donate in my cabin connorstole we sleep there nasty mf

annabethhh YOU'RE DATING LUKE?

g_man cmon now... percyjackson wise girl... yn sister-in-laws?

clarisse wow really.

travistole wouldve never guessed. chrisrodriguez had us fooled. connorstole impossible. cbeckendorf really confounded us silenabeauregard almost like they didn't act like they were about to kiss all the time yn kys.

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[domxmarvel]

Jealousy jealousy

Special thanks to @princess-odette for helping me with these

connor

He knows what jealousy is but doesn't understand the feeling

Which results in him just glaring at whoever is flirting with you

If he's extremely jealous he just walk up to you and grabs your hand 

He wouldn't say anything,you'd have to ask him what's wrong 

"Can we leave?"

Once you got back and asked him he'd explain to you what he was feeling 

"You're jealous"

He'd stare for a bit before realizing you're right

You'd spend the rest of the night cuddling and reassuring him that you only love him

Markus

Markus barely gets jealous 

He knows he can trust you

He'd get jealous once in a blue moon or if you've already told someone to back off and they won't listen 

In that case he'd walk up and put his arm around you 

But that would be rare too 

Most of the time you'd be the one to go to him

Sitting on his lap as you stared at whoever was flirting with you

Gavin reed

He gets jealous all the time 

But the truth is he only gets jealous because he's insecure 

He's afraid that you'll find someone better 

His insecurities led you to plenty of fights 

But never to the point of breaking up 

Every fight led to you comforting him the best you could and reassuring him you didn't want anyone else 

Still he'll be super jealous whenever someone starts flirting with you 

Nines (RK 900)

If he's around no one would even try flirting with you 

Unless they have a death wish 

Death glares 

If someone tried to flirt with you he'd glare at them and they'd run away in the middle of a sentence

He knows he can trust you 

But that doesn't mean he trusts other people

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