#hyperfixation type beat

[house-of-cards-and-crime]

was on namemc cause i was curious if the fishing madness had progressed and

grian??????? NOW what's happened???

#(this hasn't been shown in any videos/streams to my knowledge i just saw it on namemc - so idk if this counts as spoilers? #gonna tag for them anyway tho) #hermitcraft spoilers #hermitcraft s10 spoilers #hermitcraft #hermitcraft 10 #hermitcraft season 10 #hermitcraft s10 #hc s10 #hermitblr #grian #namemc spoilers #< stole this tag from a few reblogs cause i didnt know it existed but now realize it would be good to have #organizey tags as usual > #stuff and nonsense ramblings etc #cubic nonsense #hyperfixation type beat

[scarlxttsbabe]

Textbook by Hollie Col was the song of September!!! i’m sure if it!!!

#i listened on repeat whoops #hyperfixation type beat #hollie col #queer #wlw #lesbian #gay #lgbtq #music #queer music

[front-facing-pokemon]

#oooohhh hell this generation is gonna be reeeeaaally rough on me. the textures on these models are Completely different from the 3ds #versions. and i do not!!! know how to do it!!!! #grookey #ANYWAY. welcome to generation eight!!! this generation will always hold a special place in my heart because it's the one that #reintroduced me to pokémon as a whole #i've talked about this multiple times in small references in the tags so i'm sure you all already know this but #when i was younger‚ i had a Passing interest in pokémon. didn't really need to play every new game or know every pokémon #but when i turned 18‚ on the SAME day pokémon sword & shield released‚ i ended up getting it for my birthday #mostly because my parents hadn't figured out what to get me for my birthday and heard that the new pokémon game came out the same day #which‚ now that i look it up‚ apparently it actually came out 5 days before my birthday. and i was just Told it came out that day #who knew. anyway‚ i got swsh for my 18th birthday. and i played the shit out of it. hyperfixation material #and that's what got me back into pokémon Properly. back into it as an Autism Special Interest type beat #and now it's stuck with me ever since. so swsh is probably always gonna be one of my favorite games in the series‚ and gen 8 one of #my favorite generations just because of what it means to me personally #gen 8 was also the last pmd game we ever got so .

[smearedgore]

a 20 something razputin + his mentor because why not. i think theyre good friends.

REBLOGS > LIKES

close-ups + info under cut.

alright close up done, some stuff about this bc i do have thoughts.

His specialization is levitation, clairvoyance and Telekinesis. Though he's really good at most psychic skills. He's mostly in stakeouts, and infiltration missions. The occassional retrieval of stolen goods. He's surprisingly REALLY good at lying.

To hollis' shagrin

He's drawn as early 20s. like 22-23~ around then

still a junior agent, people dont really take him seriously seriously at the moment. he's fighting his way through to be considered elite. But hollis' teacher instincts simply Dont Allow It

He's no longer dating Lili. Mostly cuz like. shit didnt work out. theyre BEST FRIENDS though. like the closest of buddies. you'll catch him dead before he talks ill of that girl on god.

he's really smart and incredibly skilled, but horribly reckless in missions. self preservation is NON existant

Sasha still mentors him closely. Basically they're mission duo whenever sasha's not out on missions with milla or doing something else. Both to sasha's pride and disdain

Sasha's barely 33 and he's already getting grey hairs from this kid because he gets himself almost killed every other mission. someone save him why did he decide to mentor this child.

he's too attached to stop now though.

#gregor says: hyperfix stuff. #gregor says: talent show of mine. #razputin aquato #sasha nein #psychonauts #adult raz #sasha loves this child but MY GOD why is he like this. #he cant handle this much stress at this old age (he's barely in his early 30s) #i do hc that sasha started the psychonauts when he was young as well just not as young as raz #probably around 14-15 yo #so id say thats why sasha kinda gravitates towards mentoring raz #sees his younger self in him type beat #EDITED POST #sorry for the added disclaimer #its just a personal thing. probably shouldve clarified earlier #not mad at anyone for liking im glad u guys enjoy #just prefer the reach

[an-unraveling-unknown]

Here have my unasked for Baldur’s Gate 3* lukewarm take; Astarion is so deeply cat-coded its absurd

#Sources: Baldur’s Gate 3 and experiences with my most goodest boy (his name is William Shakespurr) #astarion #baldur's gate 3 #*because I have bodily thrown myself at it in hopes for a new hyperfixation to submerge myself in. it worked #listen. I can give you my character's deepest and darkest fears #how deeply their complicated dynamic with their sibling has carved into them to the point of instinct against rational thought #and even their favorite type of sea slug #(it changes monthly but as of current day its the leaf-gilled sea slug) #but I cannot for the life of me discern whatever their class should be and it'll probably stay that way for several months #this may or may not be because all my knowledge comes from YouTube/wiki's and I know next to nothing about dnd but thats besides the point #(all of the available party members have my heart and I would go through the worst the world has to offer for them in a single beat) /srs #baldur's gate iii

[smileyfaceinthechat]

Ace's post inspired me and now I'm thinking about if Karl Jacobs ever met Damien Haas-I personally think they would get along swimmingly. They could bond over anime and other nerdy stuff and wearing nail polish and I think Karl would love to learn all about Damien's career at Disney. It would also just be fun for me to see Karl participate in Smosh's Try Not To Laugh series cause I think he can already be pretty funny with characters and bits but he would be even funnier with props.

#Karl Jacobs #wanting people from your current hyperfixation to meet people from your past hyperfixation type of beat #Karl would end up making a lot of jokes about working for Mr. Beast probably cause Smosh people would love that

[birdpal]

having an obsessive personality and hyperfixating on public figures + subsequently constructing your sense of self with those figures as a foundational presupposition is wild and hilarious because there's always a chance the actual human behind one of those figures will fuck up unforgivably and then the rug gets pulled out from under you so hard that you experience ego death

#squiggalicious #i would have two nickels! #anyway i'm learning now to be healthier with my interests and it's making me hella introspective about my past #i built so much of myself off of what i loved because i didn't (and don't) have a strong internal sense of self #'idk who the fuck i am but heres what makes me feel good' type beat #but i put all my eggs in one basket because obsessive personality + adhd hyperfixation = infinite entertainment machine #that's not good though because sometimes people disappoint you and you lose the entertainment machine and there's just. nothing #nothing else. nothing left. ego death #it's just you again and you aren't anything at all under the mask and existing without being anything is awful and scary and painful #but i didn't learn my lesson the first time so i did it again lol #so now i have to dIvErSiFy My InTeReStS so i don't have a severe depressive episode if one of my foundational figures decides to be a shit

[softstanuris]

i think this is an unimportant update of some sort but it's also nothing at all i am just rambling. in tags

#i am at a point in my life where i can admit i've like #moved on from the IT fandom #maybe no im not i hate re-reading what i just typed #there's a me from not even a year ago that would literally be beating my ass for even thinking that #i had SUCH a hard time when i was going through it #the loss of the hyperfixation. i was so distraught because i could fully recognize that it was happening as it was happening #it was so noticeable #i still love the losers though that's why i'm still here #BUT they're not. In My Brain 24/7 #something else is which i still refuse to speak ab on this blog #which is actually kinda the pt of this little rant #i love this blog soooo much #i made it for myself and i wanted it to be IT completely #and now i can scroll through it and even though the hyperfixation is gone i can still feel the memory of it when i decide to give #the blog a little scroll through #like YES this post still makes me insane. YES this art makes me want to hug them into my skin #anyway like sorry for losing the hyperfixation i'm ashamed #esp bc i used to get so pissy ab other people doing so. like internally. mostly. i'd be like side eyeing rolling my eyes huffing #sorry for that too SKFNAK #i've been stalking my OLD side account IT blog tho so actually i'm going to post more from that #bc i always wanted to mostly transfer what i had onto there to this one and it's something i still want #ok bye xx

[argo-bolo]

Keep stumbling into eye imagery...

Like, back in the day, I watched Blackrock Chronicles and ender eyes were good imagery there.

Then, I listened to Welcome to Nightvale (idk how much I actually listened to), 3rd eye type shit. And some time after, I listened to Penumbra (again only listened to a couple storylines), so robotic eye.

Then, I watched dsmp from Ranboo's pov, which means ender eyes again. Watched as much of Philza's hardcore series 4 as I could before I had to watch it live (I prefer watching live) and yeah Ender King.

I listened to the Magnus Archives which focuses on Beholding...

Currently watching Philza's Qsmp stuff with Purgatory having a literal eye in the sky and Ender King coming into the lore for Phil.

And I've watched all of Grian's pov of his Life series... Going back in time to watch EVOsmp... Mostly because I don't know anything about the Watchers and Listeners.

Why do I keep coming back to these themes?

#this is not a mag post but mag is mentioned #argo-bolo originals #cycling between eyes and endermen type beat probs because i got the tism #ok to reply or reblog but this is kinda my personal experience so yeah #my hyperfixations really do be having constants that i accidentally stumble upon #the way i have compared ranboo and rythian in the past and how ive compared origins ranboo with ender king aswell #something something purple red and green eyes something something #i could go even farther back and say that shadow of israphel had eye imagery because israphel was always watching in the background

[starmanrob]

i'm still not fully sure if hatsune miku is an anime character or not

#the only reason i know her name is because an old friend of mine had a miku hyperfixation #i like her pigtails though #oh wait she makes music???? #but she's animated???????? #is it like a gorillaz animated band type beat or #hatsune miku #am i spelling it right

[house-of-cards-and-crime]

cannot believe a fishing-related descent into madness has pushed grian to the point of breaking out the Moon Big skin

someone get this man a mending book so he can play the rest of the game dear gods

#grian #hermitcraft #hermitcraft s10 #hermitcraft season 10 #hc s10 #hermitcraft grian #hermitblr #hermitcraft 10 #organizey tags as usual > #cubic nonsense #stuff and nonsense ramblings etc #hyperfixation type beat

[violetsgayhouse]

no more being sad abt sozo instead i think abt

this guy

#was in such a bad headspace watching the stream/vod this guy popped up in #injected dopamine STRAIGHT to my brain. got stickbugged/pos #v speaks #if yall need this game tagged lmk bc #totally valid to be uncomf w it however. perfect for my brain and current hyperfixation incoming #youll only ever see me on twitch when i get this game type beat. sdv fixation the second #i get the game. i proceed to game for 10 years

[thegnomelord]

With all these M!reader courting (and practically rizzing up everyone) in their own hybrid way, imagine poor Ghost, he's like toothless, doesn't know how tf to court someone of say, even his own species because he was once human

And with that rant about all the absurd ways of courting, what would he call as his own?

Would he give gifts like Gaz and Price? A piece to remember them by?

I doubt he'd be the physical type like cuddly ol soap who loves to scent,

He's practically a shadow (literally and figuratively) and I feel like the best he can do is stare and slowly blink like a cat (and let's be honest most of the time we don't see his eye) so he might even just act like a stalker and watch from afar, not much of a scent even on him if he's near, even when in the midst of battle

So what can he do then? I feel like going to Price is his best bet and when he tries to scent something like Soap it smells like nothing

I feel like he'd beat himself up on it

(Also fucking love your courting works, I've been eating that shit up its become a hyperfixation)

- ☕️ Anon

I reckon that staring would be less of a wraith thing and more of a Simon thing. Because like, wraiths don't reproduce, they're made not born. So poor Simon just has to try to use the knowledge he had before he died.

CW:NSFW subbot ghost, topdom reader, rough and quick

He likes you.

Just like he's a Riley, just like the sky is blue, his affection for you is one of the few truths of the world he doesn't question. Only problem — he doesn't know how to tell you. You're not human and neither is he, not anymore, but he's woefully unprepared when it comes to you, doesn't know if he's supposed to go about it as a wraith or as a man.

He tries; Simon's phone is full of open tabs containing every piece of information about your species, trying to find grains of truth in the contradicting mess of words. He's memorized how you like your morning coffee down to the last flake of sugar, watching your face carefully when you trudge to the communal kitchen to find your mug steaming and everything laid out near it. He knows your schedule inside out, always a few minutes earlier in the gym when you come in, offering to spot you, his dark eyes roaming over your sweat covered skin. His gaze is always flickering to you, regardless of what you're doing or where you are — watching, guarding, making sure the world doesn't take away that spark like it did with Simon Riley.

But you fail to notice it, him. Or maybe you do but don't care. Don't see him as anything but your teammate, like you should, like he should. God, what is he even doing trying to fucking woo you like some lovestruck Victorian gent. . .

Simon feels like banging his head against the wall.

Maybe then something in his imperceptibly rotten skull will come loose, tumble around in what's left of his brain like a snowball rolling down a hill to form an avalanche, or at least a vestige of a good thought; an idea, something he could use to get out of this rut.

He doesn't go to Price for advice. The old dragon finds him, knows him long enough to figure out when Simon's up to his throat in shite. Price sits down next to him as they watch you and Gaz spar, "Alright, spit it out." Price hums as he lights his cigar.

Simon's lips form a thin line beneath his mask, his fingers gripping the meat of his arm to keep his form stable. His eyes don't stray from you, cataloging every trail of sweat as it rolls down your skin, watching your muscles flex beneath your skin as you throw a punch, making a mental note to show you the mistakes you make in private and—

His shoulders fall, "'m fucked." The words escape him like he'd been punched in the gut.

Price gives him the side eye, looking him up and down. "Doesn't look like you enjoyed it."

"Hah." Simon says in a dry tone. "Always a comedian captain."

Price chuckles, wing spreading out to bump against his shoulder. "Jokes aside," he lets out a small puff of smoke, "You could just tell 'im."

Simon's eyes narrow, "What, not going to suggest I go find some obscure shite ta gift him?" If he could find some concrete information about your species courting habits he would have done so by now, would have happily torn up Heaven and Hell looking for whatever would make you look at him the same way Price looks at Kyle.

"No," Price rolls his eyes, standing up and stretching. "Just go talk to 'im you bloody muppet, going to creep him out if you keep staring like that." He nods his head towards you.

Simon's head is a dark sea of thoughts as he spars with you, tries to make it seem like nothing's wrong but you catch on quick; he's distracted, falling for moves he'd once chastised you for pulling, the edges of his form crackling like the static of a tv, shadowy smoke rising from his blackened arms as he throws a punch that goes wide.

He grunts as you knock him to the ground, your hands on his shoulders to pin him down. "You alright?" You ask, your brows furrowed. "You're not fighting like you usually do."

You can barely see his dark eyes narrow, his body still beneath yours. "I'm fine." He growls out, tries to ignore how the warmth of your body against his makes him feel, nibbling on his nerves like a craving for a drug he can't have.

"Uhuh," You hum, a little confused why he's letting you pin him down so long. "Come on Ghost, you're not getting soft on me are you?" With a huff you attempt to pull away, knowing you couldn't force words out of his mouth.

The sudden lack of your warmth is what forces his body to move before his mind does, shadows shooting out to grab you before congealing back into his arm, pulling you down so his lips can crash on yours.

You grunt into his mouth from the surprise, your eyes wide with surprise. Simon's frozen heart cracks just a bit when you don't respond, only to melt when you finally kiss him back. Your lips feel like heaven against his, Simon's eyes shutting and long tongue slipping into your mouth.

You choke a bit, pulling back to catch your breath, your eyes widening as Simon's long tongue slips back into his mouth. "Fucking hell Simon." You pant,

"Got a whole bag of tricks." Simon says, his throat dry. "I-" He begins to say, thoughts running on how to tell you he wants you but no words coming out, something clogging his throat like molasses.

"Yeah," You grin, the lights overhead casting a halo around your head. "I know." Tipping your head down you catch his lips again, your kiss deep and rough, Simon's teeth digging into your lip until it bleeds, your sharp fangs nipping his tongue, blood mixing in your mouths, arousal starting to course through your veins.

Simon's hands grope your ass, pulling your crotch down on his so your cocks can rub together. Simon greedily swallows your groan, his arms starting to fizzle, shadowy smoke wrapping around you to keep you close as his hand sneaks down to undo your belts, fishing out your cocks.

"Christ," You groan and pant into his mouth, grabbing hold of both of your cocks and rocking your hips into his, pleasure buzzing up your spine.

"Don't bring 'im in here." Simon growls and throws an arm around your neck, demanding your attention with a kiss, longue tongue pushing half way down your throat and hips bucking up to rub his cock against yours. "Just us here."

You moan against his lips and fuck, if that isn't the prettiest sound he's ever heard, his mind clouding over with pleasure and before either one of you knows it Simon's cumming, pulling you down with him, your combined cum painting both of your stomachs.

It takes a few moments for Simon to catch his breath, his pupils blows wide as he stares up at you. "Shite." He breathes out, boneless beneath you.

You grin, "You can say that again." and you lean down to kiss him again.

#gnome correspondence #cod mw2 #x reader #trinkets from the hoard #male reader #top male reader #simon ghost riley #☕anon #simon ghost riley x reader #simon ghost riley x male reader #cod x male reader #cod smut #cod monster au #monster cod au #monster 141 au #cod modern warfare

[sugoi-and-spice]

Konbini Crush

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Fandom: Jujutsu Kaisen

Pairing: Yuta Okkotsu x Reader

Rating: G - Minors still DNI though

CW: Nothin. Just pure sickeningly sweet fluff. :)

She was pretty sure that the cute guy she often ran into at the convenience store had a girlfriend. 

Maybe it was the kind, committal energy he gave off, or the fact that he often seemed to be talking to someone named Rika on what she assumed was his bluetooth, or maybe it was even just her own pessimism. Enough years in the throes of capitalism and the dating scene having brought the truth to her eyes that that no guy this sweet could ever be single. 

Whatever the reason was, it was a tragedy of course. He was cute as a button and absolutely her type. But maybe in retrospect, it had been a blessing in disguise. After all, the fact that he “had a girlfriend” meant that she had no chance with him. And that gave her no inhibitions from talking to him.

He was a gloomy-seeming guy at first, but when she finally worked up the courage to speak to him — asking him if the salted cabbage bento he always bought was any good — he instantly lit up.

“Oh yeah! Really good.”

She learned that same day that his name was Yuta Okkotsu. 

The next time she saw him, she learned that he was on his school’s kendo team. Although, it was a little weird the way he reacted when she asked about it.

“That’s why you carry that practice sword, right?” she asked, “You’re just coming off from practice?”

“O-Of course!” he answered with a nervous laugh, “It’s a practice sword…”

Yes, the awkward almost-surprise he gave her was a little odd, but also he was just a little odd. Everything about him held a sort of bashful energy, and yet strangely enough, not an anxious one. He held himself with a lot of confidence, a comfort in himself and his skin that was really rare these days. But not in a boastful way by any means. He seemed like a former wallflower that had truly bloomed.

Ugh, she knew that she shouldn’t have been hyperfixating on him this way. He had a girlfriend afterall. And yet still, when 6pm rolled around, she found herself taking a little extra time at the onigiri shelf, waiting to hear that gentle lilt that always made her heart skip a beat, waiting for—

“Good evening.”

She turned to Yuta with a tired, yet giddy smile, “Good evening.”

He took his spot next to her, looking through the refrigerated bentos and natto just next to the onigiri.

“How was practice?” she asked.

“Oh you know, same old, same old,” he answered, pausing his browsing so he could look her right in the eye, “How about you? How was work?”

“Nothing special, burnt my hand a little on the grill,” she answered, showing off her bandaged palm, “Boss yelled at me for doing it in front of customers. Same old, same old.”

Yuta was instantly concerned, “Oh no, are you alright?”

“Meh,” she shrugged, “It hurts a bit still, but I’ll live.”

He reached for her hand and then paused, looking at her for permission, “May I?”

She blushed a little at that, “Oh! Uh, s-sure…”

Yuta proceeded, taking her hand into his own. He ran his thumbs along the length of her bandages, applying just the slightest pressure. He was gentle with her, just like he seemed to be with everything. She found herself getting lost in that touch, in the idea of what it would be like to feel that sort of gentleness everywhere else…

“Alright, how’s that feel?”

She blinked out of her thoughts and looked back down to her hand, processing just how it felt. And to her shock, the stinging had actually gone away.

“W-Woah!” she said, holding her hand up to her face, “It feels great! What are you, a sorcerer or something?!”

Yuta laughed, waving her off, “No, no, nothing like that. It’s just a circulatory massage. Helps with the pain.”

“I’ll say,” she said in disbelief, waving her hand back and forth freely.

“You should still keep the bandage on for a couple of days though, to let it heal.”

“Will do, will do. Thank you,” she smiled, still completely engrossed in the painlessness of her hand, “This birthday isn’t totally shit after all.”

“Today’s your birthday?”

She froze. Shit, did she say that out loud? Her face turned bright red at the realization. God, she must’ve felt like she was totally fishing for a compliment or “happy birthday” or something now! She couldn’t be more embarrassed.

“Yeah, ‘fraid so,” she finally answered, trying to play it cool as the picked up a spicy tuna onigiri, looking over the ingredients on the back.

“And you’re spending it buying food from the konbini?!”

Okay, he seemed genuinely shocked and a little upset by that (what a sweetheart), so maybe he didn’t think she was totally weird for bringing this up out of nowhere.

“Living the dream, I know,” she chuckled.

Yuta shook his head and tutted, “No, no — I don’t think so.” He grabbed the onigiri out of her hand and placed it back on the shelf.

“Hey— My dinner!” she whined.

“We can do better than this. What do you say to some sushi?”

She blinked, genuinely surprised, “S… Sushi?”

Yuta rubbed the back of his head, an embarrassed little blush spreading on his cheeks, “Well, it’ll be conveyor belt, but I know a really good place if that’s okay with you.”

He clocked her awestruck expression and immediately panicked a little.

“Oh no, that was way too forward wasn’t it?” he looked down, a nervous muttering she’d never seen from him taking over, but maybe one that he’d lived with for a long time before, “Of course you don’t wanna spend your birthday with a total stranger…”

She finally was able to catch up to all this and realize just what he was saying.

“N-No, it’s not that!” she insisted, “I’d love to get dinner with you. It’s just…”

He tilted his head curiously.

“What about Rika?”

Yuta’s eyes widened a little, “Rika?”

“She’s your girlfriend right? I hear you talking about her or to her on the phone a lot,” she paused, alarming as she realized just how that sounded, “N-Not that I’m eavesdropping on you or anything!! I-I just overheard and well, ah crap…”

Yuta’s expression steadily softened through her babbling as he realized just what she was talking about, what she did and didn’t know about Rika. He smiled as he processed just how worried she’d been, and what exactly she’d been worried about.

God, was she cute.

“Don’t worry about the eavesdropping thing, I didn’t take it that way.”

She sighed, relieved.

“And don’t worry about Rika, either. She’s not my girlfriend.”

“No?” she lit up.

Yuta shook his head, “No. We’re close but she’s… Well she’s my sister, basically.”

She cocked a brow at him, “Basically?”

He laughed a little awkwardly, “It’s uh, it’s a little complicated. But really, you have nothing to worry about. I’m perfectly and pathetically single.”

If she were being honest with herself, that sounded totally like a red flag. A girl that was like a sister to him? That had cheater, cheater pumpkin eater written all over it. And yet, there was something about his demeanor, the look in his eyes and the way he said it, that felt genuine. That made her inclined to believe him.

And for a sushi dinner with the cute konbini guy she’d been pining over for weeks, that was good enough for her.

She grinned in a way that had Yuta’s blush returning full force.

“Lucky me.”

#yuta okkotsu #okkotsu yuuta #yuta okkotsu x reader #yuta okkotsu x you #yuta okkotsu x y/n #yuuta okkotsu #yuuta okkotsu x reader #yuuta okkotsu x you #jjk okkotsu #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen x you #jjk x y/n #jjk x you #jjk yuta #jjk yuuta

[twoheadedfawnn]

the great autistic hyperfixation of my whole life will always be late 60s/early 70s New York … the velvet underground Patti smith leonard Cohen type beat … i should’ve been doing heroin with them at the Chelsea hotel life is so cruel

[starandcloud]

Connor Imagine

Lil Image cause this is my current hyperfixation

Imagine working in the police department and its late, you don't think anyone else is there, and you're typing up reports with music blasting

You don't notice Connor walking in, your music in your earbuds is way to loud and is audible from them

You bob your head and do little dances to the parts of the songs that you like the most and bebop to your own beat, which is mostly why you're there so late

You tip your chair open and scream as you fall but before Connor can actually walk over and check on you, you start laughing so hard that you lose your breath

Your laughter is nice to hear to Connor, especially since it's been so grim in the station lately

He just stands there, in the door way, as he listens to your laughter

Eventually he sees you emerge from behind your desk, your cheeks a soft red as you bend over and rest your head on your hands, still giggling

Connor doesn't say anything or make any movement to get your attention, and a small smile crosses his face before he quietly walks away

You never knew he was there, but that moment still crosses his mind every now and then

Especially on car rides that are taking a while

He used to just partially power down, so he's still technically aware but not really, and "rest" or reboot his systems but now you just occupy his mind

Sometimes, when he knows your working late, he'll watch you from the doorway just to see you being so carefree and happy afterhours

Detroit: Become Human Mainlist

#dbh connor #connor rk800 #detroit become human #rk800 #Connor x reader #dbh #dbh rk800 #dbh connor x reader #starandcloud