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vladlen4i · 1 year
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detroit-become-dyke · 4 months
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Hankcon prompts as lyrics from my Detroit playlist - please tag me in anything you make!
"Can you teach me how to feel real?" - I Am Not a Robot by MARINA
"I'm so sorry that you have to have a body...One that will hurt you and be the subject of so much of your fear/It will betray you/Be used against you/Then it will fail on you, my dear" - Body Terror Song by AJJ
"There's one thing about me that you should know/That I can't help from speaking my mind/I don't like you/You look so pretty from afar/I despise you/Why you so fucking perfect on the outside?" - Daft Pretty Boys by Bad Suns
"I didn't know I was lonely 'til I saw your face...I didn't know I was broken 'til I wanted to change" - I Wanna Get Better by Bleachers
"I believe that in years to come/When the mountains have crumbled to dust/And all the oceans have all run dry/And the cars in the street turn to rust/Our love will still be there" - Our Love Will Still Be There (Cover) by Big Blood
"I said 'Make me love myself, so that I might love you'" - Saint Bernard by Lincoln
"Stop smoking, we love you/And we don't want you to die" - Stop Smoking (We Love You) by Car Seat Headrest
"Don't you realize our bodies could fall apart at any second?...I am terrified your body could fall apart at any second" - Bodys by Car Seat Headrest
"Take your hands off your neck and hold on to the ghost of my body" - Sober to Death by Car Seat Headrest
"I don't wanna be human anymore...World's on fire and we don't even bleed" - Send in the Machines by Bohnes
"I need you/To feel even half alive" - Half Alive by Amber Run
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frenchublog · 6 months
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🦀x🤖 Part1
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multi-fandomedfreak · 10 months
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Dating them would include // DBH Headcanons
Authors note: I miss my DBH boys, what more can I say?
Characters: Connor, Markus, Hank, and Ralph
⚠️ Warnings ⚠️: Mentions of making out and mentions of Ralph getting a little too silly (aka having one of his anger outbursts)
🪙 Connor 🪙
-many, many, many, MANY forehead kisses
-Mans is like, 6ft, so chances are he might be taller than you and therefore would love to give you forehead kisses
-He especially likes to kiss you on the forehead as a way to say goodbye and hello
-Loves it when you kiss him along his jaw or neck. And when I say he loves it he LOVES IT
-Mix that with petting/massaging his scalp and watch him absolutely m e l t
-Love language is touch and I will die on that hill
-He loves any type of touch. Especially hugging you from behind or just anything that involves wrapping his arms around you
-He doesn’t mind cuddling but not for too long because he likes to move around
-Will brag about you when given the chance to literally anyone that listens
☮️ Markus ☮️
-Acts of Service. I will also die on this hill
-He looooves doing things for you, he doesn’t care if you can do them yourself
-If he’s taller than you he’ll deliberately put things on the top shelf just so you ask him to help you
-Definitely either carries you out of bed in the morning for breakfast or just brings the breakfast to you
-If you like doing things yourself tho, he’ll reluctantly back off and just give you encouraging words on whatever it is your doing
-Definitely an encouraging bf
-Whatever it is that you do, he’s your #1 fan the whole way
- Loves to play you some piano and if you’re interested in learning, he’ll teach you his favorite songs
-A little bit of a cuddle bug
-His favorite spot to cuddle you would definitely be in front of a fireplace, it’s just so serene
🐶 Hank 🐶
-He’s such a grump that admitting his love language would take a while
-Buut his love language I feel like would be words of affirmation
-I feel like this man just adores it whenever you compliment him or just praise him in anyway
-tries to hide the fact that he likes the praise fails miserably
-He’s. So. Awkward about it. By ‘it’ I mean everything
-Awkward about talking to you when he had a crush on you, awkward about showing affection once you two got together, ect.
-But once you two progress through the relationship, he gets more comfortable with you
-You knew he was completely comfortable with you when he pulled you to sit onto his lap
-Only does stuff like this when your both alone tho
-Mostly because he can get pretty handsy when you both are close like that
-Especially if your making out
-Not a huge fan of PDA so the most he would do is a quick peck on the cheek or a hand on the small of your back
🌿 Ralph 🌿
-One word. C l i n g y
-He just loves being around you. Once he got past the fear of meeting you for the first time, he just can’t seem to leave you alone
-Of course he’ll give you your space if you ask but if you don’t make any indication you want him to leave you alone. He won’t
-When you two are in private, he’s cuddling with you, sitting you on his lap (or vice versa), kissing you
-Or just chillin beside you, enjoying each others presence
-In public I feel like the most he’ll do is hold your hand or hug you
-He gets extremely flustered doing any other couple-y stuff in front of people
-Loooooves gifting you all types of plants
-And loves making flower bouquets for you whenever he gets the chance
-And if you get him a plant of some sort? He looks like he might explode from excitement
-He may have one of his outbursts every now and then but he always apologizes afterwards
-It’s really sweet seeing him try to get better at controlling his outbursts because he knows how they upset you
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not-neverland06 · 8 months
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Connor: What’s up guys? I’m back.
Hank: What the- you can’t be here. You’re dead. I literally saw you die.
Connor: Death is a social construct.
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glass-noodle · 4 months
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it glows brighter when he’s happier
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android-twink · 3 months
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I don't think I'm the only one with this opinion but it should have been Hank that made Connor fully deviate.
As cool as the scene is with Markus making him let go of that last string it would have made so much more sense for it to be Hank.
Connor is slowly breaking his code in Hank's presence, because of him, because of the fact that Hank is the first person to treat him like an actual human, like a person of his own.
Just as Kara breaks cuz of Alice, Just as Markus breaks cuz of Carl, it should have been Hank that Connor breaks cuz of.
Idk that's one of the few things I hate about this game, to the point it kinda infuriates me lol 😭
Okay enough of my rambling, enjoy the art I made thinking about this!!
Also if you have an opinion on this don't be shy to share it in the comments🙏🙏
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c4y5 · 6 months
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A commission for @/lankakitten [twitter].
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"It's gonna be alright, Con. Let's go home."
Reassuring your boyfriend after a tough day at work.
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³ᵈ ᵐᵒᵈᵉˡ ᵖᵒʳᵗˢ ᵇʸ ᵈᵃᶻ ᶜᵒᵛᵉʳ ᵒⁿ ʳᵉⁿᵈᵉʳʰᵘᵇ ᵃⁿᵈ ᶻᵉᵖᵖᵉʳˢᵃʳᵗ ᵒⁿ ᵗʷᶦᵗᵗᵉʳ
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bajingoarts · 2 months
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DETROIT: BECOME RAT.
Idk I love this sad old guy and the twink robot that won’t leave him alone. 
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lostquinn · 1 year
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They're mine
Connor (dbh) x gn!reader
Fluff - flirting - protective Connor
CW - harassment // swearing
Summary - while waiting for Hank and a few others at a bar, a man approaches you and starts flirting - this makes you uncomfortable and Connor could tell as soon as he walked in. The android makes it his job to be your boyfriend for the night.
Writing this had me smiling and kicking my feet. I love him so much. Did anyone spot my silly little reference? 👀 requests are still open!!
Word count - 946
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The lighting of the establishment was low, it was your first time in this bar that Hank had recommended and so far it just seemed the same as evey other bar.
You were sat in a booth, waiting for Hank and a few others from the police station to show up. You hadn't worked with them for a short while but you still liked to catch up with them.
The wooden table was sticky and the seats were uncomfortable. There was some sort of music playing that could barely be heard over the conversations that flooded the room.
A man slid into the booth opposite you. This dragged your eyes away from your phone to the stranger across the table.
"Hey beautiful," he slurred his words slightly.
The man's hair was greasy, falling down just past his stumbled chin. He grinned at you, a smile too wide to be normal proudly showed off his yellowed teeth and he leant towards you.
His arms reached across the desk, hands searching to find yours as he stared at you. You recoiled away from him, pressing back into the fabric of the booth behind you.
"Leave me alone," you said to the man, shifting due to your discomfort.
"Not until I get your number or take you home doll," he continued grinning.
"That's not going to happen,"
"Then I'm not going anywhere." He looked out up and down as best he could.
It felt as though he was undressing you with his eyes and suddenly it felt wrong to be in your own skin. You looked around, hoping to find a different booth to hide yourself away in and it turned out the bar had filled up during this conversation, yet your friends still weren't here.
You cursed them as the stranger began speaking, flirting with you in his drunken state.
"You know doll, I could show ya a real good time," he ended his almost speech.
"I'm meeting someone, please leave me alone,"
"I don't see him. I'm not going until I get your number or you in my bed bitch." He moved to sit differently, adjusting his posture.
You felt a wave of fear rush through you. This feeling was furthered when you felt a hand on your shoulder. You jumped and looked up, searching for who the hand belonged to.
Connors chocolate brown eyes met yours and you felt calm in an instant. He was smiling down at you, his features soft and beautiful.
He sat down next to you and wrapped his arm around your shoulders to pull you close to him. You were just friends. Just friends. That's all he saw you as. You cursed yourself for enjoying his touch as much as you were.
"There you are sweetheart, sorry I was late. I was looking everywhere for you."
You smiled at him. "You found me,"
He pressed a kiss against your temple in response. "So who's this?" He tilted his head towards the stranger
"I dont know," you muttered.
Connors body language didn't change. Of course he knew that you didn't know the drunk stranger, he had probably heard the last thing the man said to you.
"I'm the one who's gonna make your little partner my bitch." He grinned at Connor.
Connor pulled his arm away from you and leant across the table. He grabbed the man by the collar and stared deep into his soul. For a moment he whispered, too quiet for you to hear. You could only hear his final words to the man.
"They're mine." He almost growled.
As Connor sat back and put his arm back around you, the man left. You swore that you caught an expression that could only be described as pure fear. You wondered what Connor has whispered to him.
A blush flushed your face pink as you looked at Connor, his head was turned away from you as he greeted Hank and the others who had just arrived.
He removed his arm from around you, saving the both of you from being teased by the others as they crowded around the table.
"Jesus [name] was this the only table?" Hank groaned slightly as he reached for his beer.
"I don't see you finding us a better one," you stuttered, tripping over your words.
You were distracted by the presence of Connors hand, placed gently on the top of your thigh. He simply rested his hand on you, being able to touch you made him feel secure as he knew you were safe and okay.
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The night ended at your doorway, after Connor had walked you home for the night. You stood, leaning against the wooden frame as you smiled at him.
"Thank you for that back there,"
"It's no problem, I had to get rid of him," he smiled.
"What did you tell him? Other than that I'm yours?"
His face flushed a light blue as he looked at you. His eyes were wide and his mouth sat slightly open. Connor moved his lips to say something a couple times but gave up.
"I- I didn't realise you had heard that, forgive me."
"Don't worry, I liked it," you winked.
It was almost as though he was having a software malfunction. He was blushing hard and staring at you in shock.
"I- uhm- you did?"
"Only because it was you," you smiled, leaning forward to place a gentle kiss on his cheek. "I should get to bed."
He nodded in response and waved goodnight. You went to bed, going through your normal nightly routine before falling into a deep sleep. Connor however, sat up late into the night thinking about you.
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phoenixspencer · 24 days
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HANKCON 101
- Why did they make you look so goofy and give you that weird voice? - CyberLife androids are designed to work harmoniously with humans. Both my appearance and voice were specifically designed to facilitate my integration. - Well, they fucked up.
[Inspo: ♡, ♡, ♡, ♡, ♡]
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pupmkincake2000 · 1 month
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I like how Hank and Connor looked at each other while Perkins was saying something😂😂😂😂😂😂😂
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frenchublog · 6 months
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❎[🔒...]
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retromaccaroni · 3 months
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Connor x Hank Burgerdate AU
prints available here
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blooberrytea · 4 months
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Connections
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Pt: 1 2 3 4
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Summary: Set in post-revolution Detroit, You've been assigned to the recently developed Android Crimes Division; and it's already off to a rough start.
Pairing: Connor x Reader
Word Count: 1.1k
Warnings: Mildly gorey description of a body, slow burn oops
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There wasn’t enough caffeine in the world that could make this morning any more bearable. Connor and RK900's bickering was usually something you could handle, but after the night you just had– your nerves were shot to say the least.
“You state that you are ‘better’ than me in every comparison. I feel that’s just unlikely.”
You ignored the two androids, making a beeline for the break room. The coffee, as perusal, was lukewarm and honestly it could’ve been enough to break you. Your night had been seemingly uneventful– spent looking over casefiles and drinking some cheap wine you’d picked up at the grocery store. 
It was around 2 in the morning when a new file appeared on your laptop.
It wasn’t from the station, that you were sure about. It was just suddenly there in your personal drive, its only announcement the notification in the bottom right: “ Local Disc (C:): Unknown File “ 
“What the fuck…” You murmured, your cursor hovering over the new icon. It was dated only a few days ago and it wasn’t very large. Your gut told you to wait until the morning and have Connor look it over. 
You tapped twice on the touchpad and watched as the contents within the folder began to load in– A series of unnamed images and a single text document. That wasn’t eerie at all. 
You sucked in a breath before opening one of the images, the clicking of the touchpad one of the only noises in the apartment. Saying that you felt sick to your stomach would be an understatement. 
“Long night?” 
You looked up from the coffee pot, eyes landing on Gavin Reed. 
“Didn’t know you were capable of being here so early.” You grumbled, “Are you responsible for this gross, cold coffee?” 
Gavin snorted, “Do you not know how to work this thing? It’s ridiculously easy to make a pot of coffee these days.” 
To be honest, you’d never messed with the machines in the precinct– They were slightly more techy than the one you had at home. You usually brought a cup with you, but you’d downed it before you’d even made it halfway to the station. 
The detective nudged you out of the way before placing the empty pot in the machine and pressing a few buttons. 
“If this police business doesn’t work out, you should consider being a barista.” You teased. 
Gavin glared at you as he pressed a mug into your hand, warmth flooding through your fingers and up your arms. 
“You can get your own cream and sugar.”
You gasped and pressed your hand to your chest, feigning heartbreak as the detective walked away.
“Not only am I faster, stronger, and more resilient, but I’m equipped with the newest technology. Perhaps your analytical program is outdated as well.”
You saw Connor’s LED spin red as you approached, taking a very long sip of your freshly brewed coffee. 
“What if– And hear me out; You didn’t argue like children today?” You mumbled around your mug. 
“I’m not equipped with an ‘argumentative child’ program.” 
If you had an LED it would be red too.
“Anyway,” You started, drawing out the syllables, and setting your mug on Connor’s desk, “Can you pull up the most recent case assigned to us? Should be about an android found down at the docks. The one on Lakeside.” 
“That one’s new.” You nodded, pushing fingers through your hair as you sighed, “Yeah. Got assigned early this morning.” 
With Hank back on human homicide, you had been assigned to the new android crimes division. The Lieutenant wasn’t particularly happy about Connor being reassigned to your team, but he understood. You on the other hand didn’t quite understand Fowler's reasoning for splitting up the two. Before the revolution you had worked briefly on the deviancy cases, assisting Hank and Connor when they met a dead end or just making their late night coffee runs while they mulled over case after case.
 You thought they’d worked well together, more so when Connor loosened up. You supposed Hank was just too valuable in the human department. 
Connor pulled up the file on his computer, you and RK900 crowding around the desk to get a better look. You knew they were humoring you by pulling it up on the desktop, when they easily could’ve scanned it in their heads. 
“This file is practically empty. They don’t have any leads?”
You shook your head, “Barely anything. It’s also hard to place how old the body is because androids don’t decay like humans do. I was hoping you’d be able to scan him and get us some more info.”
“I supposed we’d better get going then, hm?”
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Upon arriving at the docks, you found it blocked off with the digital, yellow tape. A few police cars were parked along the street and several officers stood around the scene. 
“Chris!” You called, “Any witnesses?”
The officer turned to meet you, giving a shake of his head. “It’s sorta creepy how this crime went without a hitch. The android’s too damaged to even reactivate or make an attempt to access his memories.” 
You let out a deep sigh as you slipped past officers, “He’s over here?”
Chris nodded.
The sight before you made you feel just as sick as last night. An android dangled over the side of the dock, ropes around each wrist and tied to the railing; his body half dangling in the water. Not only did the physical damage render him incapable of reactivation, but the water damage totally scrambled all his wiring too. 
“Fuck..” You breathed out.
Brief pressure on the small of your back drew you from your thoughts, you barely had time to register Connors hand before it was gone. 
“Hey, don’t get too far in your head. We’ll find a connection.”
You shook your hands out and gave him a small nod, “Notice anything?”
“The body is approximately two days old. But he’s only been here since last night.”
“How can you tell?”
“My scan gave me details about the water damage. If we replaced a few biocomponents back at the station, we may be able to reactivate him.”
RK900 suddenly appeared at your side, crossing his arms over his chest as he also scanned the android. You watched as his LED spun yellow. 
“Reactivation could be possible, but it’d be for less than a minute if everything.”  
A minute was better than nothing. A minute had the potential to provide you with a lead, a witness, anything.
Especially if one of them could interface and access the android’s memories. 
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