#I CNAT BRETAHE

[cynicalgood]

i'm quite literally shaking due to the caffeine and school's going to be rough for the next few days but i'm also holding iced mocha latte in my hands so it's fine. me and my little beverages against the world

[moa-yaps]

OH MY GODDDDDDDD OH MY GODDDDD WOQIEKOQLPQOSOKDKSKKQMMWMQKSOSKOQK

dante and virgil by me!

[xinnammonmisc]

🔒 Locked 📱

OC insert

Fandom: Detroit become human

Synopsis: Something happens in your office, and you’re stuck with your phone, and a smidge of hope. (Post-Deviancy)

POV: SECOND PERSON

Disclaimer: THIS IS HEAVILY SELF INDULGENT. THATS WHY ITS AN OC INSERT!!!

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(Xin is the resident doctor of the DPD after having to give medical assistance to multiple coworkers multiple times. Having their own office becoming an improvised medbay)

“Ohhh gosh. Why me??” You groan in frustration. Gavin ‘accidentally’ locked you inside the airtight Office with 3 busted cans of Febreeze with the fan on full blast of all settings. “Is he trying to kill me? He jammed the door shut!” You give up trying to open the door after a while, realizing oxygen is limited, and you don’t currently have the strength to bust the door down in your current predicament. Might as well send out one last message. Through the DPD’s… group chat? Why they had one you had no idea. Jokingly typing out your message but still having a twinge of urgency.

DrXinnieWinnie: Yo so Gavin just locked me in my office with 3 exploded cans of Febreeze, I'm probably suffocating. Please help.

The groupchat is practically dead considering the time. It was 11:02 PM. You got stuck in here.. An hour ago?!!

You sigh and put your phone down. ‘I swear once I get out of here I’m gonna beat his dumbass and lock him in here myself!’ Now that you think about it, didn’t your office have oxygen masks? You search your cabinets to find at least one, to no avail. You feel slightly dizzy. Maybe its the pure Febreeze seeping into your lungs. You sit down and pick up your phone.

2 Notifications

They’re from.. Connor? Isn’t he supposed to be offline right now?

Your vision is a bit messed up from the dizziness. You can only make it out just enough to comprehend what he’s trying to say.

Cnono:r Docotr? Is teh door lcoked? Aer yuo arlihgt?

oCnnro: Dn’ot wrroy I’m on ym ywa! Sti tgiht!

Everything is jumbled up, perhaps the dizziness is getting to you. You try to type out in readable format but you feel lightheaded.

rDiXneiniWnien: aGvin jamemd teh doro suht so ‘im trpaped nad i cnat bretahe

Your message should be readable to him, despite you not being able to see properly.

At this point you’ve accepted your demise and had already given up, so when you were about to surrender yourself to the gas filled room you heard a loud thunk coming from the door.

“…Connor..? is that you?”

“Yes, doctor, I’m here to get you out!” He yells from the other side of the door

He rams his body against the door and successfully breaks it off of its hinges. He rushes towards you, helping you up.

“Thanks.. It felt like I was going to die..”

“How are you feeling, Doctor?” He queries.

“..Lightheaded…” and then you fell to the ground.

“Doctor? Doctor, wake up!!…” Everything around you faded to darkness.

…

…

You open your eyes, in… the break room?

"Ah! Doctor Xin, you're awake! I thought I would have to take you to the nearest hospital, despite your dislike for them." A familiar android's voice rang out.

"Connor? Is that you?" You ask.

"Yes, it's me. I need to take you home, it's late." He spoke.

"Okay, sure. I'll go home." You said.

"No, no, I said I need to take you home. Lend me your car keys." He pushed.

You sighed and handed him your key ring, filled with your keys and a cute charm attached.

"Thats a good doctor, let's go now." He teased slightly.

As he drove you home you thought about if you hadn't messaged the group chat, you might've been in some serious hot shit. Thankfully, you did. But, why was Connor still online? Wasn't he supposed to be on sleep mode?

"We're here, do you want me to walk you inside?" The devilishly cute android asked.

"No, I can walk by myself." You said as you climbed out of your car, albeit a little wobbly.

You took a few steps towards your front door and tripped. Luckily, Connor was quick to catch you before you hit the ground.

"You need to rely on people more." The android said, concerned.

"That's boring." You pouted, playfully.

"Xin, no."

He walked you the rest of the way into your house and put you to bed.

"Goodnight, doctor."

"Goodnight, Connor."

As he left your house, he started calculating the best way to deal with a certain someone tomorrow.

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[jolynelovemail-moved]

Future interviewer: so, jyushi, how do you get such a smoking hot bod? whats you diet? You: uhh paper, sand, 90c noodles, various ant species, s-

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[saintluvly]

"mr albedo. check this shit out"

[scream2]

hello i would like to die

[veriveryz]

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[gothicpoets]

[sdvxii-moved]

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ZZUZRA I CNAT FUCKIGN BRRETAHE HLY SHSIT

[ofalloftheginjoints]

I CNAT UCKING BRETAHE

[swiftie-stephanie]

I CANT BRETAHE IC ANT. EYAHE I CNAT HEYHAR

[cinnaminsvga]

We got a yoonkook selfie zee!!!! I literally almost cried it’s been so long in this essay I will— In conclusion to my essay: I’m whipped

HDKWODIWODKWKSKAKKSKSXJJSJSWKJDKSKSJDJSHDJSHDJSBDJSI I CNAT BEFUCKI NGN BRETAHE??? IM NOT OGJFN TO BE OKAY I CANNT STOP HYPERVENTILAIGN

[didnt-hear-idsb-live-again]

HOLLY IM TELLING YOU I CNAT BRETAHE

ME NEITHER AND I’M HERE SITTING ON THE COUCH WITH MY FRIEND RIGHT NEXT TO ME HAVING TO ACT NORMAL

NOTHING IS NORMAL RN I’M A WRECK

[frogshiguro]

I CNAT BRETAHE

so yeah this is basically what he saw

[clown-culler]

I cnat bretahe