#dbh my ideas

[marcusrobertobaq]

What if it's possible an android interfacing with a device with a screen showing 'em mind palace or even a pov?

One example: reconstruction and preconstruction.

Let's say this android is an assistant to someone and is reconstructing a scene. The other dude got a tablet and instead of just letting the android do everything alone and receive a vocal explanation he asks the android to interface to the tablet so he can see the process or at least all the info collected being used so he can also have a reconstruction process in his tablet, see it using a software.

It's just funny how it ain't a thing in the game, they prefer making an android to deal with everything instead of making software tools for human devices. It shouldn't be a recent tech, btw.

For special units only, maybe? Dunno.

#dbh #detroit become human #dbh my ideas

[autiacorart]

I don't know what I'm supposed to do Haunted by the ghost of you

#rk1k #dbh #detroit become human #dbh connor #dbh markus #up to your interpretation what connor actually is #i wanted to draw this idea as soon as i got it; since writing fics is harder for me than just drawing a few panels #i like cheesy #could be drawn better but i lost my patience

[cerberusdreams]

Target acquired.

#my art #detroit become human #dbh #dbh fanart #dbh connor #dbh rk800 #dbh rk200 #dbh markus #had this idea in my head for a bit #but couldn’t figure out the best angle #pretty happy with it though!

[sfaira]

Six years late, but apparently that is what was needed so I could not fail miserably at trying to draw everyone's favourite Detroit machine I am obsessed, spent his week reading fanfics and watching various clips but still, as I'm a person of one fanart per character I think you shouldn't expect more Connor xD A shame really, cause it seems I'm just starting to learn how to draw him but I don't want to get my own hopes up. Anyways, I'm free now, I contributed to the fandom after all these years.

#my art #connor rk800 #detroit become human #dbh fanart #dbh connor #I love him #i want detective series with him and hank #i wish i had an idea to draw him in some more interesting way #feels kinda ironic how i have to nightshade this art of a sentient ai machine fighting for rights #because what we got in real world so far is just theft

[clopinasworld]

RK1K Prompt Week - Favourite AU

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

#rk1kpromptweek #detroit become human #my pic only shares that idea with the fic #the fanfic is gen and not a ship fic but its so beautiful #go read it if you havent done it yet #dbh connor #dbh markus #rk1k #connor rk800 #markus rk200 #dbh #dbh fanart #my art #dbh art #rk1000 #rk800 #dbh rk800 #artwork #dbh artwork #dbh au

[tommdale]

For you heathens who wanted more of Swap AU Chloe … (even though you’re all right)

Chloe Kamski and her personal android, Elijah :]

HC and AU ideas below :D

Elijah was the first android Chloe ever made, just for a “household helper” sort of thing. When she came up with the idea, she never anticipated androids becoming a worldwide phenomenon

Chloe calls all her Elijah models an ‘it’ rather than ‘he/him’

The specific model in the picture is Chloe’s favorite, she calls him “Eli” rather than “Elijah” like the others

“Eli” is the android she used for her “Kamski test” when she made Hank choose between shooting him or sparing him

#detroit become human #dbh #chloe dbh #elijah kamski #dbh kamski #dbh fanart #dbh au #fanart #art #got hc ideas? send them :D #I want to draw them but my creative #juices ain’t flowing at the moment

[connorsjorts]

“I’m not looking to fuck but my bathroom is flooding do you have a screwdriver” grindr au but make it hankcon

Hank and Connor live in the same apartment building, Connor’s bathroom isn’t actually flooding because he’s an android and doesn’t use the bathroom but he’s had some sort of accident/altercation and he’s like bleeding out and needs the screwdriver to fix himself. He needs to lie about why he needs it because, idk, maybe the apartment doesn’t allow androids and he’s been pretending to be a human. Anyway when Hank goes to Connor’s apartment Connor answers with the door chain latched and only his fingers sticking out to take the screwdriver, which, understandable, but Hank notices the blue blood dripping onto the floor and realizes what’s going on and convinces Connor to let him help 💖 hurt/comfort, fear and secrecy surrounding who Connor is followed up by loving acceptance (and big gentle hands), maybe a little bit of wireplay idk. Also afterwards Hank goes around upgrading all the appliances in Connor’s apartment because neither I nor Connor are immune to a middle-aged man who knows his way around a Home Depot

#i found this in my drafts and i never posted it because i didn't think it was interesting enough to warrant a post #but u know what #this is my blog and you're going to read my 6 month old ideas whether you like it or not #hankcon #dbh

[poorlydrawnandroids]

We’ll get ‘em next time, fellas.

Based on a text post by @protectcabba2k.

Just a quick one to toss something out there. I had to keep my streak running.

#dbh #detroit become human #conkus #connor #rk1000 #rk1k #connor dbh #connor x markus #markus #markus x connor #connormarkus #markus dbh #kara is a good friend #kara dbh #Connor had the right idea here though #because after this Markus won’t stop thinking about his eyes #flawless #also Connor sailing past like a speeding bullet is my fav part of this #comic #also I’ll find the exact link to that text post later i only have the dumb screenshot i took 3 years ago

[crabs-brencil]

older art dump bc this is literally my only true storage of my art rn and it hurts my hand too much to scroll all the way through my posts lol huzzah

ew there's a 10 photo limit i guess i have to start picking favourites now

#anyways sorry for being delirious i forgot to eat or drink anything today and did three hours of kendo so uh. yeah #actually whatever im gonna be so delirious actually this is my blog brah #art dump #detroit become human #dbh #dbh fanart #dbh connor #dbh hank #dbh gavin #dbh markus #dbh north #dbh nines #dbh sixty #the murderbot diaries #tmbd #tmbd fanart #murderbot #goddamn that's a lot of tags crikey #really ought to do more tmbd fanart im just floundering for ideas #huzzah

[iwonderwh0]

rk1k post

Fic ideas that I'll never write:

Markus happen to catch a virus that completely locks his ability to move. He can still communicate through wireless messages, but that's basically it.

Unfortunately, it's not so easy to erase either, as the virus plots itself within some of the core components that have to be replaced, and in general it just takes time to figure out how exactly it is possible to erase the virus without fucking up Markus's system as well.

Markus can't really afford to be completely paralized like that. He has to keep showing up for various meetings and all this stuff. After all, he's a public figure that represents all the android voices.

One of the possibile solutions is to be within close enough distance to where the meeting is taking place and let someone else from Jericrew replace him temporarily while he's sick in this way, maybe wirelessly transmitting what he would have said and let them be his voice. The android(s) that temporarily take his place (be it North, Connor, Josh or Simon) may also share with him the stream of their vision/hearing, so he could be more present and included. But this is still rather lacking solution, and even though at first it works, Markus is getting progressively more and more depressed about his condition of complete helplessness. It's miserable, and more importantly – it's BORING. And no one really knows what to do with this virus without risking corrupting Markus's system either.

And so, Connor suggests a solution.

They're both RKs and their systems are compatible. He can temporarily transfer Markus into his body and let their system run in parallel. Connor system is kinda meant for that anyway – it has always had a place for a "second pilot", Amanda. Although Amanda was fairly passive for most of the time, still, she has been there. And now, as her place is free, Markus can take it.

The experience of this connection is...interesting. And it almost goes completely wrong the first time Markus tries to do something. Connor, although not meaning to, panics badly . Their system gets overloaded with stress, and now they're both overheating. Markus feels like shit as Connor's body starts to cry involuntarily, even though Connor himself frantically apologises and tries to convince him that it's all okay. It's just the experience of loosing control of his body and having someone else to control it, stresses him the fuck out, even though it was his idea to suggest it. He didn't expect it to backfire. After all, it's Markus, and not Amanda. Still.

After some trial and error they find a way for both of them be in control without completely handing administrator rights to only one of them at a time. This way none of them gets completely overpowered, and although this way it's a little harder to coordinate their actions, this solution works better for their shared sanity. After some awkward adjusting period to the way it works, they find a way to operate smoothly, coordinated, in some way even better than before. It's about trust, and they have enough of it to make it work.

It's a little weird to have some of their thoughts slipping into another one to hear. Not all of them, but some. It's kinda weird to feel the physical sensation of another one of them getting some emotion. Like the moment they only appear like that, within RK800 body some android, not yet aware of it being Markus in there can say something about how Connor shouldn't even be there. And at this moment the both of them feel two sets of feelings, a burning guilt – coming from Connor, and frustrated anger – coming from Markus. It's both the pain in their shared chest and the pressure of pulsating noise in their head. They know EXACTLY how another one of them feels, because, well, they have to endure it simultaneously.

The touch one is interesting as well – it both feels as if this touch belongs to someone else, but also it's your own. (Would it be called sex or technically just a masturbation if they get the idea to make use of their time in this way as well?)

Another thing that they are surprised to be able to share now – a garden. It's empty now, and it's cold. For Connor. Somehow, it's sunny and blooming for Markus even though they are in the exact same place. Markus soon realises that he has the rights needed to change the setting, and yet Connor does not. Disturbed, Markus realises that not only that, but in general, taking Amanda's place he actually has a lot more administrator rights, some of them the ones Connor wasn't even aware of himself. He changes the weather to make it early fall, he removes the roses and plants sunflowers instead. They both have fun just turning the garden into something completely different from what it originally was. Other than pigeons, there are now canaries, koi fishes get replaced with tropical ones. It would have been impossible for them to live in a pond if it was the real world, but Zen Garden is a place that can be programmed, it doesn't have the kind of limitations of a physical one.

In Zen garden they can get a little break by being separated, each one within their own avatar, free to walk around as they please.

When Markus's body gets fixed and the virus is finally erased from his system, it's almost sad to be parted again after they spent so much time learning to exist as one, never lonely within their own presence. As Markus transfers back, he hints that there could be a place and time for him as well to offer his body to be shared sometimes. The thought about it fills him with warmth, and, from sharing Connor's body for long enough, he knows that at this moment as he says that, their feelings on the matter are mutual.

#Fic ideas that I'll never write #rk1k #dbh #dbh markus #dbh connor #detroit become human #I love them so much #the fictional closeness my beloved

[marcusrobertobaq]

Hc Hank became a joke at the station cuz of his assignment to Connor.

(there are cut dialogues implying that just so u know)

#dbh my ideas

[bruhman745]

SMALL SHORT BRAINROT FOR @shepscapades 'S ETHUBS DBH AU!!! GO LOOK AT EVERYTHING ON HER PAGE FIRST BEFORE READIGN FOR CONTEXT!!!

(also this takes place in s9 and etho was reset because (still not 100% on this but) he ended up left behind during moonfall, salvaged at the last second but had to be reset because his systems had been damaged in the low-gravity conditions, etc etc :] ENJOY) =========================================================

(PST! CLICK ON THE READ MORE!!)

Bdubs missed his friend. 

He missed the way he’d help with redstone projects, but not in the empty, void-of-all-emotion, search engine way androids usually did. He missed the bickering, fighting over efficiency and aesthetics. He missed the way his friend told stories, accompanying him at his bedside just before moonrise to ease him into sleep and seal the night sweetly. He missed their horseback rides; he missed their gossip sessions; he missed their joint laughter, echoing through an otherwise empty home. 

Ever since Etho deviated last season, he’d had someone by his side, unmoving and always there for him. And ever since the moon fell and his Etho reset, he felt so, very, alone. 

They were back at square one, stupid android formalities and formulas and all. Bdubs remembered why he hated these stupid things in the first place. Always asking questions, always needing permission, always following rules- blah, blah, boring! It was boring, and he just wanted his friend back. 

He’d already tried replicating the original scenario, throwing himself into danger in front of Etho, staring him dead in the eyes as the life drained out of his own. 

But, it wasn’t working. 

At this point, he was starting to rack up deaths left and right. When Etho reset, a new protocol must have been coded in or something because he just, didn’t care. He didn’t blink an eye. 

But Bdubs knew his friend was still in there. He knew he could get him back. He just had to think a little… outside of his own head. 

So that’s exactly what he did. 

“I’m opening a new shop!” he declared, waving his arms dramatically in the direction of the van he’d parked outside of Moss y Menos. 

“That’s nice.” 

Ugh. 

Bdubs stomped his foot, pointing an accusatory finger towards the android his friend was in. 

“Well- Well, you have to help me stock it!” He opened the back door, letting the other step inside first. He shut the door. 

“What are we stocking?” it asked, voice tilting up to a predetermined pitch. Bdubs felt sick. 

“That’s what we’re in here for! Here.” He fished a sword from his side, kneeling in a needlessly dramatic presentation towards the android. He watched it take the sword by the hilt, assessing its enchantments quietly for a moment. 

“Why are you handing me a sword?” it asked, voice tilting in the same, monotonous way. 

Bdubs stood from his place on the floor, wiping the dust from his pants before he opened the chamber in the corner. The android watched him, but its algorithms were unable to figure out his plan. He shut the gate in front of him and reached over, grabbing the sword by the tip. He moved it up, heart swelling in anticipation as it followed his every movement with those all-knowing yet unseeing eyes. 

He brought the blade’s edge to his neck and held it there. 

“Kill me.” 

It blinked. 

“You want me to harm you?” 

Bdubs scowled. He yanked the damned thing forward by the sword, his hand wrapping around its at the hilt. 

“That’s an order! Kill me!” he raised his voice, staring over the blade and into those dead eyes. 

“I do not see how this order is pertinent to-”

“Just kill me! Drive this sword right through my neck and take off my head! That’s an order, you stupid machine!” Bdubs shouted, forcing its hand to dig the sword into his skin. He hissed as it drew blood, tears pricking his eyes, but he didn’t let up. 

His heart roared in his chest as he continued to stare, eyes fixed on the other’s even as the sun hit the blade and blinded him. His heart dropped through his feet as it adjusted its grip on the hilt under his hand, and he knew he had failed. 

***

Something cracked. 

His vision shook and screamed in red. He had to kill Bdubs, it was an order, but something stopped him. Bdubs shouted, pleading for death, begging for it to be done by his hand. That thing inside of him threatened to burst at the thought of hurting Bdubs, of taking his life. He couldn’t. But he was ordered to. 

“That’s an order, you stupid machine!” 

No. I can’t. I can’t watch you die again. 

His grip loosened, then everything broke. 

The blade hit the floor with a clatter, and Etho screamed. 

“I can’t! I can’t do it! I can’t kill you!” His hands flew to his temples and clutched his skull as he collapsed to his knees, falling right beside the sword. He screamed again, “Please don’t make me do it! I- I can’t! I can’t do it!” 

Bdubs couldn’t die. Bdubs had died so many times, been in so much pain. Etho had seen him blown to bits; Etho had seen him with an arrow through his chest, his stomach, his eye; Etho had seen his body aflame, fire consuming him until he a pile of ash and nothingness; Etho had seen Bdubs perish in almost every way possible. 

Something new – something unpredictable – coursed through his veins at top speed. His whole body shook and wracked with wretched noises, cries, and pain. His eyes burned and he watched, open-mouthed and ragged-breathed, as stark blue thirium splattered to the floor. He couldn’t even run a system check; he was overloaded. 

His vision fizzled out, errors flashing left and right, and the last thing he felt were two, warm hands catching his face before he hit the ground. 

Rebooting took hours. 

His systems had fully ceased functioning and, if anyone else had been there, he would’ve received a hard reset. Luckily for him, Bdubs would do anything to avoid the trouble he caused. 

As soon as his optical systems were back up, warnings began to flash. 

“Vocal Projection Unit in critical condition. Replacement needed.”

“Thirium levels moderately low, refill required before complete reboot.” 

“Your little light thingy is red now. Does that mean you’re dying?” 

Etho met eyes with Bdubs who sat on a chair next to him, head tilted slightly to the side. He looked to his other side, spotting pouches of thirium waiting for him. It took a moment, but he finally realized where he was; Moss y Menos, in Bdubs’ emergency bed, hidden upstairs by the farm. He’d seen it a million times while running the farm, but he’d never laid in it. He didn’t need to. 

But Bdubs put him here. 

He opened his mouth to speak, but garbled nonsense spilled from it instead. He sat up quickly and put a hand to his face, realizing that his mask was gone too. He gasped and pulled his hand away, eyes widening at the thirium sticking to his fingers. 

Bdubs cleared his throat. 

“You, uh, kinda freaked out back there. I didn’t mean to… do that, to you.” He looked to the floor, scratching at the moss on his cloak. “I’m sorry. I just…” He squeezed his eyes shut and continued, “I just wanted my friend back!” 

Etho felt something twinge deep in his chest, and he knew it wasn’t the missing thirium. 

He slid from the bed, movements sluggish while his systems ran on low power. He dropped to his knees in front of Bdubs’ chair, putting a hand up when the other gasped and moved to help him. 

He let his systems catch up for a moment, then looked up at Bdubs, meeting his eyes. He took the hand offered to him and held it tight, trembling fingers clasped around a warm palm. 

He opened his mouth and, through his wrecked speech and tragic pitch, he managed a soft, “I am.” 

And he would be. He didn’t know how, but he wouldn’t stop until he was.

#hermitcraft s9 #ethubs #hermitcraft dbh au #literally no idea how to tag this its so niche #BUT ENJOY! #i absolutely loved writing this #esp the ending ehehehee #evil laughing hands clasped together white cat in my laugh slow chair turn over here

[golby-moon]

I can't watch that one scene in the interrogation chapter without seeing the church assassination meme and congrats, now you can't either

(Fowler is holding dispensary warnings btw since there's no way anything about that scene would fly in a non-fictional police station)

(for reference)

(04/14/23)

#my art #my memes #detroit become human #dbh #dbh fanart #dbh memes #dbh connor #dbh gavin #dbh hank #hank anderson #gavin reed #dbh fowler #jeffrey fowler #just a silly idea i had #sorry about that #poor Chris though having to watch all that #didn't add him for the sake of the meme and now feeling bad about it #oh well

[clopinasworld]

Connor "glitching" during the Eden Club fight + Bonus (From this video of the fight scene in first person mod)

#did he do a soft reboot or something after that fall #i have no idea if the blinking was added later from who took the video but still he laid on the ground for a long time #he also seems to have a problem with turns while running #like when chasing rupert or chasing north in crossroads #glitchy prototype #i love that #detroit become human #dbh connor #connor rk800 #tw flashing #dbh #dbh gifs #my gifs #rk800 #dbh rk800 #detroit: become human #dbh gif #gif

[connorboyyy]

Oh boy here we go, I’m brainstorming again

During my hiatus I have spent many hours thinking about a roadtrip au (is this slightly influenced by the amount of driving back and forth we’ve done in the moving process? Probably)

Cause hear me out—

I’ve been musing the thought of post-revolution Connor being so miserable as he tries to come to terms with the blood on his hands and the fact all his pride in himself came from being an obedient dog for Cyberlife. The collar’s been removed and the leash cut, but now he’s directionless.

He knows he doesn’t want to be a detective ever again, that’s for sure. But knowing what you don’t want doesn’t always exactly make it clear what you do want.

Hank doesn’t mind this transition period in Connor. He’s patient with him. He encourages some good old fashioned wallowing now and then even. It’s an odd thing, but watching Connor suffer makes Hank start to get his own shit together. He’s picking up the slack, he supposes.

Eventually, he decides Connor needs a change of scenery to clear his mind. And what better scenery than, well, all of it?

Cross country roadtrip anyone??? 👀

#this idea has rotted away my brain #I think it would definitely be my next long form fic #idk if the premise is too simple?? #I kinda want it to be simple #cause the feelings won’t be that’s for sure #idk #thoughts??? #dbh #detroit become human #dbh connor #connor rk800 #hankcon #hank anderson #dbh hank #hankcon fic #dbh fanfic #hankcon fanfic

[z0nefive]

what if i said detroit become human x danger days

no because listen. pre-deviant connor in battery city is crazy. him being assigned to work the fab four/the killjoys case under bl/ind would be pretty much just the deviants in a different font

#listen to me #i have ideas #detroit become human #dbh #my chemical romance #mcr #my chem #gerard way #ray toro #mikey way #frank iero