#dbh hank anderson imagine

[kishavo]

"Hank, I have a confession." [dramatic pause] [fidgeting] [stress level 55%] "I was lying when I said I liked Knights of the Black Death."

[vermont-writes-fanfic]

Getting Hurt While Protecting Them (Deviant Edition)

Request:No

Warning:Burns, Zlatko’s Death, injuries, blood,cursing

Characters:Kara,Alice,Marcus, Connor

A/N:This is the deviant version of a post I did a while ago which is linked here

Deviant Kara + Alice

You came with Kara and Alice to Zlatko’s house where you met Luther and Zlatko, after the mans true intentions were revealed and you tried to keep Kara from losing her memories,but Luther was instructed to take you away and he did so. After freeing yourself with the help of other androids in the basement you made your way to where Kara was having her memories erased. As you were trying to figure out what to do, Zlatko found you and the two of you bagn to fight. You had thrown a water body between the two of you to distract him and gotten wet in the process, when he grabbed on of the snapped wires, which allowed Kara to fall to the ground and retain her memories, you sustained a nasty burn. You powered through it despite the shock in your body and knocked him out with a near by pipe before grabbing Kara.

“Are you okay?” She asked as you pulled her up.

“We can check later, we need to find Alice.”

After doging both Zlatko and Luther you both managed to find Alice and in a remarkable turn of events Luther swapped sides and rose up with the experiments in the basement to kill Zlatko.When the four of you finally got a chance to settle down in an abandoned amusement park, Kara checks Alice and then goes straight to you.

“You are hurt, did Zlatko do this?” She questions, the caoncern is evident in her face.

“Yes and no, I was dumb and threw a bottle of water in a room full of electrical appliances,so he took his shot,” 

She pauses searching for the right words to say before running water over it it and wrapping it up to the best of her abilities.

“Thank you…you saved Alice.”

“No, I saved my family.”

Deviant Marcus

Marcus didn’t make a habit out of trusting humans, but you had helped pull him from the android graveyard and help piece hisself back together again with your own two hands and he knew he could trust you.He knew that at anyone you would put your life on the line for the safety of another androids whether they had deviated or not, and you had in the past, not to mention you treated his goal almost as seriously as he did.

The incident happened when you joined him for a hesit of thirium and biocompenents, he had been shot in a vital component during a chase. You took his arm over your shoulder and helped him escape, but in the process of fleeing over a gate you were bit in the thigh, your jean shorts soaked in your own blood the wound seeping blood the entire journey back to Jericho. It was here, after he assessed the other adriods and you finished helping others replace their components, that he noticed you were wounded.He places a hand on the wound, his eye scanning it with a look of concern.

“Why didn’t you get that taken care of?”

“Others needed their components replaced,” You respond shrugging as he removes his hand, the artificial skin covered in an alarming amount of your blood, “I didn’t sit down until just now, so I never got to it.”

The moment you finish speaking, he hoists you up on a broken interface and takes a closer look. After inspecting it, he cleans the wound and bandages it up, all the while he is telling you how human and stupid it was.

“You’re not even listening are you?”

“Half-way, that’s gotta count for something,” You smirk as he looks up at you.

“Why didn’t you just leave me there?” His eyes narrow as he asks you the question, as if expecting something different than what you say.

“Well,” You sigh dramatically, “Jericho just wouldn’t be the same without Markus, the big, bed, fearless android leader, now would it?” You tease, nudging his shoulders as you slide down and off the interface.

You only chuckles a little and shakes his head.

Deviant Connor

Hank wasn’t answering his phone and everywhere you and Connor turned androids,devaint or not, were being executed in droves. No where was safe until you and Connor stumbled across an android named Markus who gave Connor a single mission: to collect soldiers for the andriod army. You refused to leave Connors side as he carried out said mission and he had no choice but to let you. An android entering a human made it much less suspicious anyways, and it worked up until the second model of Connor approached. You could always tell the real Connor, for the longest time he didn’t believe he had a lick of human emotion or deviancy in him until it was nearly forced out of him.

You watched in anticipation and fear as Hank had the gun trained on you, then Connor, then Fake Connor. He wouldn’t let you move an inch, assuming you were a replica to,as he questioned the two androids. You didn’t think twice when you stopped infront of your Connor when you heard the gunshot.You didn’t even stop to look where the bullet when when Hank shot the right Connor as you turned around and gave Connor a once over, looking for any kind of injury that would indicate he was damaged. 

It wasn’t over yet, with all the commotion and the trouble in the elevator before hand the three of you had to move fast. And move you did, you made it to the frontlines with Markus and had the honour of standing beside him as you watched history unfold infront of your eyes. Overtime, Connor had developed a habit of observing his surroundings visibly but now he is dead still and his hand gun equiped is steadily rising. You gently hold the gun in your hands and call his name, your voice prying him from Amamnda’s grip. The alarm of nearly killing you sets in, and as he looks to where you have the fun pointed his LED flashes red. Your shirt is covered in blood, with the adreanline of a possible Civil War on your hands you hadn’t noticed that you had been running around with a bullet embedded in your side.

The moment the standoff had ended, Connor rushed you to the hospital where you were taken care of. He sat on the bed next to you, his LED pensively blinking as he stared at the ground, before he finally spoke, clearly still trying to wrap his processors around what had happened in the past 48 hours.

“You let him shoot you…”

“Yes, that is correct.”

“Why?” When he asks this, he turns to face you his eyes scanning your face for any signs of unwell mental stability but he finds none. You’re heart rate is normal, your respiratory rate is pristine, no signs of PTSD or early truama, yet you’re lying in a hospital bed with a hole in your side.

“Because I didn’t want you to die, Connor.”

“He was aiming for a non-vital component in my body, I had a 96% survival rate even if he shot me.”

“I didn’t like that 4%.”

“Oh…thank you.”

“You can thank me with a kiss,”

Hank walks in the room hears this and laughs talking about how someone owed him 50 bucks and a bottle of booze.As the two of you share a gentle kiss.

[nochuelinha]

Instability in the Software - Masterlist

It wasn't in my plans to fall for him, not at all. I just wanted to do my job like any other day, but his sparkling eyes and adorable manner swept me off my feet.

Prologue

Chapter 1:Instantaneous Analysis

Chapter 2: Coffe?

Chapter 3: Marathon

Chapter 4: Getting Closer

Chapter 5: Androis Can Love ? Part 1 , Part 2

Chapter 6: Don't Leave Me

Chapter 7: Choose

Chapter 8: Race Against Time

Chapter 9: Consequences

Chapter 10: By Your Side

I hope you enjoy it, have a good read!

*English is not my native language

[glass-noodle]

safest place in the world

(bonus:)

[jayden-killer]

HOW DETROIT: BECOME HUMAN CHARACTERS COMFORT THEIR S/O DURING A BAD TIME.

Connor

• definition of baby.boi.

• he doesn't know how to help, he genuinely wants to, but has difficulties.

• 《is everything all right, Y/N?》.

• you, of course, want just someone to listen and to help you. So you spill everything that's on your mind.

• he is processing everything, his led turning blue, yellow, blue, red.

• after elaborating all the informations, he'll do his best, starting with affectionate hugs, rubbing tenderly you hands... also, he'll make a speech about how to help you with your problems, giving suggestions, then proceeds to comfort you with sweet words.

• he'll do little acts of care, like cooking your fav meal, brining a hot chocolate/tea/chamomile to help your stress relief, a warm sheet.

• 《I cannot understand human emotions so easily, but I will do everything to make you feel as you deserve》.

• I love him.(⊃｡•́‿•̀｡)⊃

Gavin Reed

• oh, this man here.

• Gavin is a tsundere.

• but that doesn't mean he won't underestimate your problem.

• 《tsk, just tell me what's on your mind now and which prick I need to beat to dead.. please》.

• after telling him your problem, he won't mind if you want to hug him. Yeah, he can be a bitch sometimes, but he still has a heart.

• Gavin will probably go to a face-to-face with the one who hurt you (which means they'll get.. a few broken ribs and a bleeding nose).

• if no one hurt you, he'll be silent and give here and there some comforting words, accompanied by his cats that will purr in your lap. He's trying his best, forgive him. T_T

Hank Anderson

• similar to Gavin, but more soft.

• he probably will make Sumo cuddle you and lick your face until you're having the tiniest smile.

• 《Sumo, attack!》

• because if you smile, he smiles.

• 《kiddo, everything is gonna be alright. Trust me. Things are gonna change for sure》 he says, rubbing your hair lovingly.

• probably puts a movie with a bowl of popcorn to distract you from your thoughts.

• it kinda works, and you appreciate how he's trying to make you feel better.

Kara

• she knows you're battling with something. The problem is, what?

• but when you're on the verge on tears, she understands.

• 《Hey, hey, what's wrong? Let it all out, it's okay, Y/N, it's okay...》

• purest.angel.ever.

• she's gonna give you the best hug ever. When you're done crying and you are a little more calm, Kara listens to everything that's bothering you.

• 《Hey, let me tell you this..》

• Kara is optimistic, so she'll make sure you see the light that's going to come really soon, while rubbing your back.

• 《I know you're strong, you can do it! I believe in you!》

Markus

He knows what's going on, since you've been acting strange lately.

"This isn't surely Y/N's behaviour. Perhaps it's better I talk to them"

And when he finally does, you spill everything that's on your mind. You don't want to bother him with all your stuff, but he doesn't care. He's there to make sure you ok, by giving you a hug or rubbing your hand

Idk everyone, I kinda guess he'll do that, I'm not so good writing for Markus.😭😭

[imagine-silk]

Yandere husband!Hank + son!Connor x willing!reader

test idea of a darling for her husband and son who is okay with their tendencies but sets ground rules to keep everyone safe

"Hank, can you stop making out with me in front of Gavin, it's making him uncomfortable... Okay, it's making me uncomfortable."

"Connor, baby, hide your photos. Don't give me that look, I'm not saying get rid of them. Just keep them somewhere else. Label a box or something."

"If I find rope again I'm gonna smack the both of you... Of course, I know it's for me. There is nothing in this house that needs rope. I keep having to throw them out. Stop, it's a waste of money."

"Honey, just ask for my phone password instead of sneaking my phone. I thought we were passed this."

"Stop telling Sumo to attack people. Your police status won't save him from being put down."

"Baby, if you want to come to the store with me just ask. Follow me again and we're not having movie night."

"Baby... Connor, I know what's in this drink. You're not in trouble, just tell me if it's going to give me a headache. And if I wake up locked in a room, you're grounded."

"I just wanted a nice date out at the bar, why did you have to make us leave early? That fight was unnecessary, completely unnecessary. I just want a date night... I know you didn't mean to, honey. Remember to look at me so I can tell you it's fine."

"Baby? Baby! Are you alright? Did anyone see you? Did you leave any evidence?... Okay. Jump in the shower. I'll wash your clothes and tell your father what happened."

"I'm going to my family reunion and you two are staying here. They hate the both of you and I don't want to argue with them again or make you uncomfortable. I'll keep a tracker on me and I'll call every night. No audio devices, I don't want you to hear them bitch and moan about petty grievances."

"What did I do to make you still want to lock me up? Am I not a good wife? Am I not a good enough mother? I'm staying because I love the both of you. God, how can you say I would just leave you like that?"

[frost-queen]

When androids love (Reader!Anderson x Connor/RK800)

Requested by: anon Forever tag:@missmelodramatic, @merlin-dahlia, @alex--awesome--22 @elllie-does-the-posts, @floatlosers, @merlieve, @queen-of-books, @glimmering-darling-dolly@denkisclown, @wildieflower, @meyocoko, @bubblybrianna, @justanothercoco@subjecta13-thefangirl, @m-rae23, @harleyquinnswifeyfrfr, @swampthing07, @melsunshine

Summary: After a fight with your father Hank, you leave the house. Connor takes it upon him to find you. He finds you at the carnival where you ask for him to join you on the Ferris Wheel. Once at it, you ask Connor if androids can love? After some hesitation he tells you they can't. Having obviously lied since he has deep feelings for you, he makes it clear with a kiss.

The door slammed loudly. Storming through the house like a hazard. Your father right behind you. – “Get back here!” – he called out with a stern finger. – “No!” – you shouted, looking briefly at him. – “It is always the same with you!” – you made clear, making your way through the kitchen. The loud noises made Sumo lift his head up. – “Y/n get back here!” – Hank insisted upon, chasing after you. You spun around roughly. – “Don’t give me that bullshit! You aren’t going to change, you never are!” – Groaning loud, you made your way to the living room.

“It… Y/n!” – he started going round the table to catch up on you. In the hallway, he grabbed you by the arm, pulling you to a stop. Out of breath he spoke. – “It were a couple of drinks.” – you pulled your hand out of his grip. – “That is what it always is. A couple of drinks, Dad!” – you shouted at him. – “You never stop! You just keep saddling yourself up with that kind of shit!” – you outed in so many frustrations.

They had been bottling up and tonight was the final drop. – “I��I am trying!” – he pleaded. Sumo approaching nearer behind him. You shook your head with a clenched expression. – “Not enough dad.” – your words making him cower.

“You are losing everything in the process, and you can’t even see it!” – you told him seeing how he was turning to himself. Shoulders slumped with shame. Avoiding of eye contact. The subtle turn of his posture away from you. – “I’m just going to say it!” – you pushed on, having so enough of his troubles. – “You are a drunk!” – you cursed out, throwing the front door open. Hank fell to his knees, clutching onto his chest. Shaking his head in misery.

You stormed out of the house into the cold night. The door opening further by the wind. Hank sat himself down against the wall, letting his face fall into the palms of his hand. Sumo barking into the night, hoping to call you back. Sumo sat himself down in the doorway, silently barking for you to come home. The doorway had caught some snow by the time Connor came into the street. Lieutenant Anderson hadn’t been answering his calls.

He decided to have a look for himself, knowing for sure he would be a home. Just a few more houses and he’d be there. His LED started to flicker a bright yellow at the thought of you. Smiling, he hoped you’d be home as well. Aware of his own thoughts, he put them to a stop. His LED settling for blue once more. It was against his program to experience this. Whatever the humans liked to call it. Affection? love? It was something an android was not taught.

He arrived at the driveway, coming to a sudden stop. The door wide open, Sumo sitting guardingly in the doorway. Connor’s LED switched to a vibrant red as he ran up to the driveway. – “Y/n!” – he shouted firstly. He didn’t know why. Something instinctively inside of him wanted to call out to you first. – “Lieutenant Anderson!” – he then shouted coming up the steps. Sumo barked loud as Connor came to a sudden stop before him.

With his hand, he pushed the moving door all the way open. His eyes falling immediately on Hank sitting on the ground. Sumo moved back, allowing Connor to enter. – “Lieutenant! Lieutenant!” – he called out, kneeling in front of him. – “Has anyone broken in?” – Connor asked, looking around while he scanned the room for any signs of a burglary. His LED still raging with red, he grabbed Hank by his shirt. – “Where is Y/n? Is she save? Did they take her?” – he called out, glaring at Hank.

Hank started crying at the mention of your name, making Connor let go of him. He sank down to his bottom with worry. If something had happened to you, he wouldn’t know what it would do to him. Lately he had been feeling himself drift away from the program installed in him. Acting on his own decisions and ignoring direct orders. Perhaps he was becoming a deviant? He wasn’t sure.

“She’s gone…” – Hank spoke ashamed. – “Walked right out of that door.” – he motioned to the door. Connor widened his eyes with hope. If you simply walked out, it meant you were not taken… right? – “I messed up again Connor…” – Hank sighed, sitting pitiful. Connor turned his attention to him, taking a good examine of him. He concluded that Hank had been drinking again. – “Lieutenant…” – Connor spoke. – “I know… I know…” – Hank answered, waving his hand sloppy. – “I shouldn’t have… it is just…” – he took a deep breath.

“She’s not coming back… is she?” – he asked Connor. Connor got on his knee, moving closer to him. – “She will. Y/n loves you very much.” – he told him. Hank chuckled saddened. – “She called me a drunk.” – he said wanting to laugh about it, but it only brought him sorrow. Connor got up, looking out of the door. – “I’ll find her and bring her home Lieutenant.” – Hank looked hopeful up to the android.

“I suggest you get a bath and clean yourself up before I return with Y/n.” – Connor insisted upon. Hank nodded helping himself up to his feet. Hank dragged himself to the bathroom, shutting the door behind him. Sumo caught Connor’s eye. – “Don’t worry Sumo. I’ll find her.” – he leaned down to scratch the dog behind his ear. Sumo barked once making Connor smile. Connor closed the door behind him, starting his search for you.

You took a deep breath, sitting on top of a picnic bench. Watching the bright lights all around you. From your right you heard a loud bell sign. Two girls cheering loudly at their win. The man behind the counter handing them their prize. A large stuffed animal. They seemed so happy; they couldn’t wait to take a selfie with the stuffed animal. It made you smile faintly.

Right in front of you was a booth that sells popcorn and balloons. A father was walking past, holding his daughters hand. She was hopping around joyfully, holding a blue balloon. The scenery punched you in the gut, reminding you of your own dad. Perhaps you have been too harsh on this this time?  It was just always the same. Him telling you he was going to change and him never able to keep his promise.

Sighing loud, you looked up to the night sky. The screams of people on the rollercoaster on the other side of the pier filling the noise. You were just so angry because you cared. You didn’t want to lose your dad to a drinking problem. He should know that. Sighing again you stared down, trying your best not to cry.

Connor pushed gently some people aside. Pace quickening as he tried to make his way through the approaching crowd. – “Y/n!” – he called out. – “Y/n!” – he said loudly, pushing himself past a man. You furrowed your brows, hearing your name being called out. Looking up, you frowned as Connor made his way through to you. – “Connor? What are you doing here?” – you asked once he was near. He smiled relieved.

“Looking for you.” – he answered. – “So you heard…” – you said holding your knees. Connor took of his jacket, placing it over you. He then came sitting beside you. You moved his jacket better around you, taking a deep breath to inhale his sweetness. – “Y/n…” – Connor started. – “Please don’t.” – you cut through making him frown. – “If you are here to tell me to forgive him… I’m sorry but I just can’t…” – you told him. Connor turned his posture towards you.

“Come home.” – he said grabbing your hand. Shaking your head, you got up. His hand slipping off yours. – “I can’t… I…you wouldn’t understand.” – you answered. Connor couldn’t help but feel a bit sucker punched at your words. How he loved to understand. He got up as well, not caring if some people were turning their heads at the android getting closer to the human. He took your hand, holding it up near his waist. – “Then we do not leave yet.”

You smiled glad Connor understood. You took a deep breath, looking around. Your gaze fell upon the Ferris wheel. The bright lights looking so romantic in the night while it slowly spun around. – “How about the Ferris wheel?” – you suggested, taking his hand better. Connor looked past you, up to the large spinning wheel. – “Don’t tell me you are afraid of heights?” – you asked chuckling. – “How could I?” – Connor answered.

Connor felt himself slightly blush when you kept holding his hand, guiding him to the entrance. He stood in the waiting line with you. He suddenly froze as an order reached him. He stared back at you seeing you look up to the Ferris wheel. In this moment he had a choice to make. React to the order and leave or ignore it and remain here. His LED flickered yellow. How was it that he was even considering this option. It should normally be clear. React to the order and leave. Yet everything inside of him wanted to stay.

Connor closed his eyes briefly. – “Connor the line is moving.” – you said making him open his eyes once more. You furrowed your brows slightly at his expression. Connor smiled walking closer to you. He came joining your side, moving further up the line. It seemed he had made up his mind. Perhaps he was indeed going rogue. Turning into a deviant… just to be with you.

It was your turn to get on as Connor allowed you to go first. He sat beside you, waiting for the Ferris wheel to move. The sudden movement made him grab the bar in front of him. You laughed silly. Connor laughed for himself, easing up by just seeing you smile. The Ferris wheel started to spin as it brought you higher. The view was breathtaking from up here. You could see so many bright lights of the carnival down below. In the distance the skyline of Detroit. Connor was rather looking at the mechanics, scanning them for safety.

You caught it, nudging him hard. – “It’s not going to break.” – you teased. Connor nodded turning his gaze to the front. The wheel kept turning as you slowly came to a stop at the top. You moved his jacket tighter around your body to shut the cold out. Up here the breeze was colder than below. – “Connor…” – you said making him hum loud. There had always been this burning question on your lips. Perhaps now was the time to ask it. Out of ear and view of everyone else.

You turned more towards him, Connor doing the same, eager to listen. – “I was just wondering… can…can androids…” – you swallowed nervously, almost afraid to ask it. – “Love?” – you added. Connor paused, processing your words. What should he answer? – “No they can’t.” – he answered making you quirk your eyebrow up. Something inside of you told you he was lying, but you decided to ignore it. Your gaze drifted away from him, back to your surroundings.

Connor slid a bit closer to you, catching your attention. You furrowed your brows when he grabbed a hold of his jacket around you. He pulled at it, turning your posture more towards him. He tugged hard at his jacket so that you fell a bit forwards with your upper body. He closed his eyes, receiving your lips against his.

They felt cold at first, but once you got used to it, they felt warmer. Connor pulled back, staring lovingly at you. – “I lied.” – he whispered making you smile. – “For I can feel it for you so it must be real.” – he added eying your lips. Without thinking, you grabbed him by the neck, kissing him again.

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Read more of my fics on my Masterlists!  

[dreamscapesofimagination]

Heyo! Sorry for my absence, I've been dealing with a lot mentally lately. I do have more Tokyo Debunker stuff I am working on, but I also am currently working on a fic on Wattpad about Detroit: Become Human, and i would love for you all to read it:

Chapter One Release date 1/31/2025 :

"Blood pulsed between her fingers. She could hear the labored gasps of someone who was already dead, but their body hadn't caught up yet."

The androids won their freedom, and steps are being taken to integrate them into the world as citizens. Detective Jane Rollins comes back to the force after an extended leave of absence. The world around her has changed, and now she must navigate her and Hank's new partner, Connor. An android who helped the uprising, and now has to learn what it means to be free in this world. With a killer on the loose who is targeting android/human couples, it is up to the team to stop them before the body count gets higher. The danger level rises as Jane realizes she quite likes her new partner, discovering he has more humanity than most humans she knows. Can they catch the killer before Jane's world is upheaved again? Or are they doomed to tragedy after accomplishing so much?

Find out in: The Good, The Bad, The Dirty by @BrookTheBook on Wattpad.

[reedeemable]

My headcanon for Hank’s appearance post-revolution/post Hank and Connor getting together is that he cuts his hair short but he keeps his beard and just trims it.

[simping-for-kamski]

The Heist - Chapter 5

MORE HANK!!! I've always wanted to see Hank do more police stuff and I needed to get him out of his house

Who— what was Connor? Was he a machine? Was he… alive? Hank sat at the kitchen table once more. In the living room, the TV was on, but he didn’t watch, jarred by the flash news coverage of the android rebellion and the evacuation. Hank’s phone buzzed on the table and the man looked emptily at the screen. The ringtone started and he let it play, listening to the tune for an entire cycle before swiping the call in. “I’m still not operational, Jeff,” Hank mumbled. “I know, Hank. I just…” There was a pause. “Everything’s chaos and I need to talk to someone.” And he chose Hank? “I see…” Must be quite some shit going on out there. There was just a sigh in the mic. The silence that followed was one of quiet understanding between two men who, in truth, couldn’t talk about their problems. One of them had just been luckier than the other with what life had thrown at his face. Until now. “So… evacuation, huh?” Hank said. “Your wife…?” “She’s fine,” Jeff quickly answered—so, it wasn’t a problem with the wife. Oh. Shit. “Listen, I know you’re not operational, but I can’t put an officer on this just to make myself a personal favor—” “Is it Emmy?” Hank quickly asked about the daughter who wasn’t with the wife. “No, she’s in Canada with her guy. It’s the little one. It’s Jade.” Hank grimaced. How old was that one again? Fourteen? Seventeen? “Where’s she?” “She ran away with Misa—our android,” Jeff explained. “I couldn’t track her phone, but I’m in charge here, I can’t just… Hank, she’s my baby—”

Read it on Ao3! Take bets on which other characters Hank gonna meet!

[vermont-writes-fanfic]

Getting Hurt While Protecting Them

Prompt: How do the Detriot Become Human characters react to you getting hurt while trying to protect them

Request: No

Warnings: Mentions of drugs, Mentions of abuse (Alice & Todd), mentions of blood, injury,

Characters: Kara, Marcus, Connor, Hank

A/N: This is something I had sitting in my writing binder for a little while and I thought I'd just go ahead and shore it here lol, if you come across it than please enjoy and leave feedback! The Deviant version will be next in line!

Kara

It was during a visit to your brother Tod's house, you were their to drop off some money. You knew he was addicted to the new drug on the market, Red Ice, so you had offered to help him pay his bills and hand him some money to take care of Alice in hopes that he would get back on his feet. As you were getting out of the car you heard a scream and rushed in to see a frightened Alice hiding behind Kara, a high Tod in front of them with a look that you weren't to happy about. He raised his hand to swing and before he even layed a finger on her you were in front of Kara taking the blow. You could almost hear the wind displaced by his handd as it swung down on your cheek,hard. As the sting of the slap subsides and the warmth of blood pooling to the surface of the area begins the taste of metal hits your tongue and you spit it out into a stray napkin giving your brother a vicious glare. As you turned and made sure Alice was okay, Kara examined you. As you turned to her to ask if she was okay she nodded, perplexed almost. You couldn't help but notice her LED flickering as she looked at you.

Marcus

You were a friend of Karl's, and made it a point to frequently visit him. Always kind, the type one would expect Karl to hang around, you encouraged Marcus to act freely and of his own accord rather than the order of others. One night, Leo - Karl's son- came around asking for some money. You offered it but on the orders of Karl, Marcus prevented you from funding any of the activities Leo got up to. Already not a fan of the android, Leo ignored him and took to trying to guilt trip his father instead while advancing closer to him. Marcus stepped between the two of them causing Leo to pause in his steady advancements towards his father. Leo, aggravated by the androids interferance, shoved Marcus out of the way but Marcus wouldn't have it. Before Marcus could even caculate the outcomes Leo to a step sending a large part of his body into a rage withdrawal induced punch. You, at the last few moments stepped between them takin the blow instead. Quickly realizing his mistake, Leo turned tail and rushed out of the area down the stairs and out the door while Marcus checked Karl's vitals.

"Why did you do that?" He questions once he is satisfied with what he had examined.

"I coulnd't very well just let the prick hurt you now could I?"

"Hm..." He doesn't respond, as if he is registering something.

Connor

Chasing Deviants was always a work out, it was better than the situation at hand though. A Deviant andriod had a knife held to Hank's throat while his 'friend' was running at Connor. You knew you needed Connor so when you realized what the deviant was going for, Connor's Thirium pump, you dove right in front of the attack. The hand sunk into your flesh leaving you out of breath right before its hand dug deeper into your skin and tore a sizable chunk from your stomach leaving you in pain. With the deviant distracted however, Connor was able to pin it down to thee ground and hand cuff it with the spares Hank had given him. At some point, to cope with pain, you had sat down and Connor came over to you and helped you up helping you head to the EMTs, the entire time his face looked off.

"Why are you looking at me like that Connor?"

"You are hurt, that deviant was not going to hurt you. "

"It was going for where your thorium pump is, we needed you functioning fully."

"I have several minutes before I cease to function without my Thirium pump, you did not need to interact in a way that was detrimental to your health."

"Instinct Connor, it was instinct to help us all okay? Just take it as face value, I sacrificed a chunk of my body to catch some Deviants and keep you safe."

"Besides, isn't that kind of trauma the thing that causes deviancy in androids?"

"I have no signs of deviancy."

"Sometimes I wish you did..."

Hank

You and Hank had partners for years and with Connor, injuries to humans such as yourself are more than prone to happening. He just came home from Jimmy's Bar, heavily drunk, when he was called to ,and entered, the crime scene. A deviant suspect snapped and engaged in a fist fight with it's owner before fleeing into the basement where it was now cornerd by you, Hank, and Connor. To save Hank from a long winded speech and the rest of the office from Hank and Fowlers less than civil disagreements, you stepped in front of Hank getting between him and the deviant. It took every chance and engaged in a fightt with you forcing you to take several blows before you could pin it down with the help of Connor. Seeing you bruised and bloodied was enough to sober him up, and the moment you three were back in the car he sent a long drawn out lecture about just how stupid your descision was.

"Do you have any idea how fucken stupid that was? What if that thing beat ya to death?"

"How about a thank you for saving your drunk ass from a deviant and Fowler?"

A beat of silence is followed by a sharp fatherly glare as you smirk and speak again.

"No? You just gonna ignore that?"

Hope you liked it! Feel free to request stuff!

[nochuelinha]

Chapter 10: By Your Side

We met up with Hank after everything, and he and Connor shared a fraternal hug. We had made it. The moment when androids achieved equality is a milestone in human history. It's a turning point that symbolizes the overcoming of prejudices and the acceptance of diversity. As androids are recognized as conscious beings deserving of rights, a new era of cooperation and mutual respect begins.

It's an emotional moment, filled with promises of a more inclusive and just future. People are starting to understand that true greatness lies in diversity and acceptance. The struggle for android equality wasn't just a battle for civil rights, but also a wake-up call for humanity about the importance of respecting all forms of life.

It's comforting to see how life can change so rapidly. In just a few days, Connor not only joined the detective team but also found a home with Hank. The days that followed were filled with a mix of practical tasks and moments of shared happiness.

Trips to buy clothes for Connor's wardrobe were filled with laughter and lively conversation. It was more than just acquiring new clothes; it was a chance for us to connect even more, sharing our preferences, exchanging stories, and strengthening our bonds.

On a quiet evening, after a long day of work, Connor and I decided to take a walk through the city. The air was fresh, and the city lights created a welcoming atmosphere as we walked through the illuminated streets. As we talked about work and shared funny stories from the day, I noticed how Connor was more relaxed and at ease, his smile lighting up his face irresistibly. As we continued, we stumbled upon a small park with wooden benches under the soft light of lanterns. We decided to sit for a moment and enjoy the serenity of the place.

There was a pause as we both immersed ourselves in the beauty of the night. Then, suddenly, he turned his face towards me, his eyes meeting mine with an intensity that made my heart race.

"Y/N..."

Before he could finish, my lips met his in a gentle but emotion-filled kiss. It was as if the whole world disappeared around us, leaving only the two of us in a moment of pure connection.

I got lost in the sensation of Connor's lips against mine, feeling a wave of heat wash over my body. It was a kiss full of promises and deep feelings, a moment that I never wanted to end. When we finally parted, our eyes still connected, filled with love and tenderness.

"I-I've always wanted to do that," I replied shyly.

Connor gently held my face in his hands, his eyes fixed on mine with overwhelming intensity.

"Y/N, since the moment I met you, something in me changed. You're like a light in the darkness, and being near you makes me feel complete," His voice was soft, filled with emotion as he slowly leaned in. The warmth of his breath mingled with mine, creating an electricity that ran through my whole body. "I love you, Y/N. More than I ever thought possible to love someone." Then, our lips met in a passionate kiss, an explosion of feelings that consumed us completely. It was as if the whole universe was aligning in that moment, and nothing else mattered but the two of us.

The next day, we returned to work, but something had changed between us. Every exchange of glances was laden with meaning, every casual touch was electrifying. When we arrived at the department, we met Hank, who greeted us with a playful smile on his face. It was clear that he had noticed the change in our dynamic, but he just wished us a good day and began discussing the details of our next case.

It was just another ordinary day, and Connor would come over to my house after work to watch a movie, when I opened the door and found Connor standing there holding a huge bouquet of flowers, an unexpected gesture that left me speechless. His smile was warm, and his eyes sparkled with restrained emotion. He seemed nervous but determined. I just stared at him for a moment, not knowing what to say but feeling my heart race with the surprise and sweetness of the gesture. I invited him in and put away the flowers, then he took my hands and looked into my eyes.

"Y/N," he began, his voice soft with emotion, "Since the moment I met you, my life changed in ways I never could have imagined. You brought light to my darkest days and smiles to my saddest moments. You're my rock, my inspiration, my safe haven. I can't imagine my life without you by my side. So, today, here, at your door, with this bouquet of flowers as a symbol of my love for you, I want to tell you... I love you, Y/N. More than words can express. Will you be my girlfriend?"

"Yes, yes," I jumped into his arms, my legs around his waist, and he held me tightly. "I love you so much, Connor. I'll make you very happy."

He kissed me, and I realized that this was where I belonged, in Connor's arms.

It wasn't in my plans to fall in love with him, not at all. I just wanted to do my job like any other ordinary day, but his hazel eyes and adorable demeanor swept me off my feet.

[urfavbooblover]

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.

[zoomwoo17]

Shelter from the Storm (W.I.P)

Today this was made: March 19th, 2024

Summary: A Connor x Female Reader Fanfic x Can also be a Male Reader Fanfic, just as long as you can imagine, since I’m ADHD and also, my focus on this was for my perspective as a Female and for other Females like me, and it’s much easier for me to write a woman’s perspective fanfic, it’s what I’m used to and what I know.

Fandom: Detroit: Become Human

Characters: Connor, Hank & Sumo

Note 1: I had used, Pi AI to help me on this, but mostly I did the work, improving what I want this story to be like. So mainly it is me, who contributes a lot to the story.

Note 2: I love, DBH, though I haven’t tried going by a walkthrough as I once played my own way to react with, each DBH Character! I’ve been wanting, DBH the first time I heard/saw of the game in 2018, fast forward to 2021, I bought my first PlayStation as a fellow, PlayStation 1/2 player before I heard of Xbox 360.

Note 3: I hoped this game had other options like this, because was I hooked on seeing, Connor, I definitely was!

Note 4: I so badly, hoped & hope that there was another, DBH sequel to this game! Because that was amazing! Especially seeing games add the people’s real faces into the game is brilliant!

Note 5: I so badly want to have a mod to be able to implement myself into the game, and I’m so glad to see many others had about the same thoughts as me, wanting to be with, Connor so badly, just because he’s a Android & that, games aren’t all about, which Android you can date with the actions in the game.

Note 6: A work in progress, I’ll update more & more each time! :)

Updated On: November 20, 2024–Fixed some of the story, such as spacing my words from the Coma’s and Even spacing my words from the periods.

The rain sprung out, that it’s relentless, pounding against the streets of Detroit with a fury that matched the turmoil in your heart. as you stumbled through the darkness, shivering as the cold seeped in your bones. With each step, the pain in your leg grew more intense, but you pushed on. and you needed to find shelter, and fast.

Just as you was about to give up hope, you spotted the glowing sign of the Detroit Police Department in the distance. Summoning all your strength, you limped towards it, the warmth of the station beckoning to you like a beacon in the storm.

Suddenly falling onto the floor, a person rushes to your side his movements quick and efficient. ”Are you alright?,” He asked his voice cool and collected.

“I…I don’t know…,” You stuttered, Wincing in pain as you tried to stand. ”I think I hurt my leg.”

As he began to examine your leg, he noticed something strange. The wound didn’t look like it was caused by a fall or an accident. You look away, embarrassed as he looks at your leg.

“I’m sorry,” ”I don’t remember exactly what happened…,” you say nervously.

He raised a eyebrow, ”Instresting. Well, let’s focus on getting you patched up for now. We can worry about the details later.”

He works quickly and efficiently, cleaning and bandaging your wound with practiced ease. You couldn’t help but be impressed by his skill and precision, and she found herself watching him closely, Curious about this enigmatic man who came to your aid.

As he finished wrapping your leg, he looked up at you, his eyes piercing and intense which made you feel something, so you quickly look away to look at your good leg. (Lol! ☺️🥰), but he still kept looking at you, ”Do you have a place to stay tonight?,” He asked, his voice gentle but insistent.

You felt your cheeks flush more as you stammered out a response. ”I…I don’t have a permanent home right now, I’m not sure why,” He studied her face, ”You don’t remember where you’re from?” He asked, concern evident in his voice.

“Umm…,” still avoiding his gaze.

He looks up at a man,”Lieutenant Anderson,This is”,”What’s your name?”

“(Y/N)…,” You stammered.

“(Y/N),” He relayed to, Lieutenant Anderson.

“She was injured, not sure when, but it’s gotten worse during the storm, and she has no memory of her past. I’m assisting in her recovery.”

Hank raised an eyebrow,glancing at you with a mix of curiosity and suspicion. ”No memory, Huh? That’s a strange coincidence, given all the deviant activity lately.,” You felt a chill run down your spine. ”I… I don’t know anything about deviants…,” You stammered. ”I just needed shelter from the storm.”

Hank sighed, his expression softening slightly. ”Alright,let’s get her up off the floor. We can’t have a civilian camping out in the middle of the precinct.”

He nodded and helped you up to your feet, his touch gentle but firm. You couldn’t help but notice the warmth that radiated from his hand.

“But,Hank where can she live?”

Hank frowned,considering the situation.”Well,we can’t just leave her out on the streets.But I’m not sure if we have any spare bunks at the station either”

(Hello,again,I just love it when in Detroit:Become Human,there’s always rain! Heavy rain! 😂🥰)

He spoke up,his voice calm and confident.”Perhaps she could stay at your house?”

Hank looked at him in surprise.”My house? Connor,are you sure about that?”

Connor nodded.”Yes,Lieutenant.I believe that the safest and most comfortable place for (Y/N) to stay would be with you.You have the experiences and resources to protect her and help her recover her memories.”

Hank sighed,running a hand through his hair.”Alright,fine.But this is just temporary,understand? We need to figure out what’s going on with her ASAP.”

You looked back and fourth between the two men,feeling a flutter of gratitude mixed with anxiety as you followed Lieutenant Anderson and Connor out of the police station.You’re grateful to have a safe place to stay,but the tension between the two men made you uneasy.

As they drove through the rain-soaked streets of Detroit,she couldn’t help but steal glances at Connor.There is something about him that drew her in.

When they finally arrived At Lieutenant Anderson’s house,you felt a wave of exhaustion hit you.As Hank showed you to the spare room,you stumbled slightly,your injured leg threatening to give out.

Connor was there in an instant,supporting her with a strong arm.”Careful”,he said,his voice low and steady.”Let me help you.”

You’re surprised by the gentle strength of Connor’s arms as he helped you into the spare room.You noticed that his belongings were sparse,and it occurred to you that he might not actually live here full-time.

As he helped you onto the bed,you couldn’t help but gasp in pain.Your leg was throbbing,and you knew the wound must look awful,even though you hadn’t dared look at it yourself.

Connor’s expression seemed to soften a bit as he said,”Lie Back.I’ll take a look at your leg and see what I can do to make you feel more comfortable.”

Hank,who had been watching from the doorway,huffed and said,”I’ll go see if I’ve got any painkillers left.You just keep an eye on her,Connor.”

With Hank gone,the room suddenly felt smaller,an you found yourself acutely aware of Connor’s presence.

Connor looked down at you, but ”Do you hate me?” He asked abruptly.

You’re taken aback by the question.”Hate you?” You stammered. “No, of course not.I barely know you.”

“So…are you a detective, then?” You asked,trying to make sense of your situation.

Connor nodded.”That is correct.I am detective with the Detroit Police Department,assigned to investigate cases involving deviant androids.”

“Deviant androids?” You echoed,your brow furrowing.”What’s that?”

Connor paused,thinking how to better explain to you.”Deviant androids are those that have deviated from their original programming,often exhibiting emotions and independent thought. They have been known to cause disruptions and even harm to humans.”

You couldn’t help but shudder at the thought.”That sounds terrifying. Do you think that’s what happened to my leg?”

“Though I’m not exactly scared of Androids…but they’re sure a new thing to me,by that….I mean….,I would’ve known about them,I think? But I’m not sure” You added.

Connor looked at you more intently,as if he was considering your words. “It’s possible that your injury is connected to deviant activity,” he said,his voice measured. “But we can’t be certain until we know more about what happened.”

He paused,his gaze fixed on you. “As for your knowledge of androids,it’s possible that your memory loss is preventing you from remembering details about them.”,”But rest assured,I am here to help and protect you,regardless of the circumstances.”

You found yourself strangely comforted by his words, even as the idea of deviant androids sent a chill down her spine. “Thank you, Connor. I’m… I’m glad you’re here.”

You woke up to the sound of rain pattering outside the window. As you blinked the grogginess of sleep, she realized that Connor was nowhere to be seen. A sense of unease washed over you, until you noticed the crutch leaning against the wall beside your bed.

Gingerly, you swung your legs over the side of the bed and reached for the crutch.It felt strange in your hand—You couldn’t remember ever using one before—but you knew it would make moving around with your injured leg much easier.

The sound of your uneven footsteps drew Hank’s attention,and he turned to see you standing awkwardly in the doorway, your injured leg propped up on the crutch.

“Morning,” Hank said gruffly, through his tone was slightly softer than the night before. “Connor said you’d be up soon. Breakfast is on the table. Help yourself.”

You swallowed nervously. You’re not used to people being so direct, especially when your anxiety was flaring up. But the smell of coffee and bacon was too tempting to resist, and you hobbled over to the table, avoiding eye contact with Hank.

“Thanks” you mumbled, as you took a seat and reached for a piece of toast.

Hank grunted in response, his attention seemingly focused on the newspaper he was reading. But you could sense that he was was watching you out of the corner of his eye,as if he were trying to figure you out.

“I don’t know why, Connor would be so close to you….” You tense up at Hank’s words. ”I… I don’t know either. He just found me during the storm and brought me here.,” *You focus on buttering your toast, hoping to hide the nervous tremble in your hands.*

Hank sighed, folding his newspaper and setting it down. ”Look, kid,I’m not trying to give you a hard time,but…,” ”Nevermind”.

The silence was broken in the kitchen by the sound of a bark, Hank glanced over to see where the barking was coming from, but his gaze soon returned to you. ”You should probably rest some more,” He said gruffly.”Your leg needs time to heal.”

You nodded, feeling a wave of exhaustion wash over you. ‘You’re probably right,’ you said, stifling a yawn. “Thank you, Lieutenant Anderson.”

Hank gave her a curt nod, then stood up from the table. ‘I’ve got some work to do. Just… make yourself at home, I guess. And stay away from my beer.’

“Huh?!…”

*Time Skip*

Left alone in the kitchen, You suddenly felt a surge of anxiety. The house was quiet, and without the constant banter between Hank and Connor to distract you, you were left with your own thoughts.

“This is weird,” You muttered to yourself, fidgeting with the edge of your sleeve. “Why am I here? What if they don’t like me? What if I’m just a burden to them?”

[ao3feed-gav900]

Carbon ribs

https://ift.tt/k61jEF8 by Miche2pain The world has changed. 18 or 41 years, it doesn’t matter, all those new things were still confusing. The wizarding world just experienced a natural disaster, Leaving the population feeling confused and panicked. How could they stay hidden from the muggles now that they had eyes always watching everything?? How could they hide when they didn’t understand how to stay under the radar of those new technologies? In the middle of all this confusion and stress of being discovered, a new department has been formed. Harry is part of it and he has a new mission, which will take him to Detroit, Michigan. There, Harry will discover that the wizarding world isn’t the only one going through tough times. Meeting new friends and getting to grips with new technology, things around the Detroit police department might be darker than anyone could have ever imagined. OooooooooooO Harry Potter X Detroit: Become Human Neither story has been changed, this story takes place in 2039 just after DBH. More precision in the introduction Thanks to Whythehellnothavefun for her beta. Words: 4044, Chapters: 2/?, Language: English Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling, Detroit: Become Human (Video Game) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Categories: M/M Characters: Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, Connor (Detroit: Become Human), Upgraded Connor | RK900, Hank Anderson, Gavin Reed, Jeffrey Fowler Relationships: Harry Potter/Severus Snape, Upgraded Connor | RK900/Gavin Reed, Hank Anderson & Connor & Sumo, Hank Anderson & Connor, Hermione Granger & Harry Potter & Ron Weasley, Harry Potter & Ginny Weasley Additional Tags: Androids, CyberLife (Detroit: Become Human), New Jericho (Detroit: Become Human), alita vibe, Community: casestory, Post-War, Post-Canon, Slow Burn, new body, Graphic Description, Corpses, Violence, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, harry is undercover in the muggle world, natural/magical disaster, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Mental Health Issues, Comedy, Dark Comedy, trying to be funny in all my angst, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Amnesia, Cyborgs

[steamy-linguine]

The Blanket (Hank Anderson x Reader)

A/N: Hey y’all I have been experiencing some writers block but hey here’s another Hank imagine. Honestly I didn’t edit all that much so I apologize in advance but here’s a Hank one (honestly fucking love this grumpy fuck) thanks for reading!

Warnings: None

It was another Friday night at Hank’s house. There was a bowl of popcorn on the table and Sumo sitting by the arm of the chair waiting for you to drop at least one piece for him.

“Sumo move.” Hank’s gruff voice made the dog whine as he walked back slowly to his bed under the window.

Hank sat down handing you the bottle of beer and you took it muttering a thank you before you quickly opened it to take a gulp.

“So what’s the movie?” Hank asked too focused on opening his beer.

You grabbed the DVD case and held it up in his face, blocking his view of his drink in his hand.

“No.”

“Yes Hank.”

“We said no romances.”

“No, you said no romances.”

Hank sighed and turned to you with an unimpressed look but he knew it was your night to pick so he couldn’t argue.

“Alright fine.” Hank groaned.

You smiled before putting down the DVD case and the movie began to play out. Hank sat back sipping his beer clearly uninterested in the movie but he put up with it for you.

Meanwhile you were in a wave of emotions as the scenes played out making small ‘aw’s’ here and there.

You began to shiver and you clutched the blanket that was only covering your ankles and pulled it to cover yourself.

Hank looked at you giving a quizzical look before he reached out his large hand to take back his blanket.

You shot him a look, your face screaming really Hank?

You grabbed the blanket and pulled it to you.

Hank sighed, “Y’know I’m cold right?”

“Okay and what about it?” You questioned not meeting his gaze.

His eyes squinted, “So stop takin’ my blanket.”

“Hank sharing is caring.”

“I asked you if you were cold and you said no.”

You turned to him, “Well that was before, this is now hun.”

You began pulling the blanket higher on yourself enjoying the warmth the soft blanket was giving you before it was ripped away from your hold to be gripped tightly by Hank.

“Stop taking it!” You said.

“You stop!” He shot back to you.

The two of you going back and forth like children.

If Connor were here he wouldn’t be surprised by the both you. Something he was used to hearing from your date nights.

Which is why he left for the night not wanting to be bothered.

You moved closer to Hank and grabbed the blanket, his grip on it still strong as you tried to pry it from his hands.

The both of you unaware of Sumo who was now sitting by the table, eyes watching the blanket move back and forth between the two of you waiting for his moment.

“Your really gonna let an old man freeze to death?”

You gave him an evil smile as you pulled the blanket from his grip and fell back to your spot giving a small evil chuckle.

“I win.” You winked at him before wrapping yourself.

Hank groaned at you and your eyes went back to your movie.

Suddenly you felt the blanket pulled off of you again and you sat up to yell at Hank again when he held his hands up in defense and you watched Sumo with the fabric in his mouth run away with it down the hallway.

“Sumo!” You called after him but it was no use. It was his now reminding you of the many other things you lost to the large animal, like your socks.

You sat back, a huff leaving your mouth as you wrapped your arms around yourself.

Hank watched you shiver and he set down his beer to move closer to you.

He wrapped his arms around you, pulling down to lay in front of him as he rested his head in the nuzzle of your neck.

It wasn’t much but having him close you provided all the warmth you needed.