#dbh simon x reader

[multi-fandomedfreak]

Can you write Jericho crew with a human s/o who honestly doesn’t act like one. Her reactions are kind of late, almost delayed. She doesn’t blink for a long period of time, nobody has ever seen her eat or drink before, and oddly enough, if you stare long enough, you can convince yourself she doesn’t even breathe, she could pass as an android if she wanted to!!

(She is indeed human, and she eats- quite frequently! she’s just a lil strange LMAO)

Authors note: I didn’t know whether the person requesting this meant a for it to be headcanons or a Drabble sooo pls accept my headcanons (even tho their like, super late sorry 😭)

Characters: The Jericho crew

Pairings: Markus x reader, Simon x reader, Josh x reader

☮ Markus ☮

-To be honest, when he first met you, he 100% thought you were an andriod 💀

-Like he just took one look at you and fr thought you were an Android that’s not racist right?

-And he kept thinking you were an Android for like months

-Even as you both started to date he never realized you were human

-To be fair, when you both held hands you were always cold, he never saw you eat, pretty sure bros never even seen you blink

-It wasnt until your one year anniversary that he realized you were human

-It’s when you made dinner, giving him a glass of thirium and a plate of spaghetti for yourself

-Bro was legit just standing there like 🧍

-Like…how come you can eat..?? Real food.?????

-Lead to a very lengthy and ngl, funny conversation

-He never treats you any differently what-so-ever tho ❤️

👱🏻‍♂️Simon 👱🏻‍♂️

-(can u tell I didn’t know what emoji to put for Simon?)

-Simon was honestly so confused when he met you

-At first he thought you were human since other humans introduced you to him after the revolution

-But when he stared long enough, you didn’t look like you even breath

-So he concluded you must be an Android

-But then as you began to date him and you two were cuddling one day, you were asleep so he was insanely confused

-bro said: ❓❓

-Things like this kept happening but he didn’t want to make you uncomfortable by asking

-So he did what any sensible person would do

-He made out with you for as long as he could to see if you would pull away for air 😀

-Long story short, you were very much human and you two had a long talk about how it’s ok for him to just ask

💜Josh 💜

-When Josh first met you, he really couldn’t make up his mind whether or not you were an Android

-But to be honest, he didn’t dwell on it for long

-He just didn’t want to judge and plus, he was pretty smitten the moment you two met

-He could’ve cared less whether you were an Android or a human

-He just cared about you

-Buuuut that’s not to say he wasn’t curious

-So he did the most insane. thing.

-He asked you.

-Once it was cleared up, he asked you out right there and then lol

-He just wanted to make sure you were comfortable dating and Android if you were human

-Literally spoils you btw

[swanimagines]

DETROIT BECOME HUMAN AO3 SERIESES

EVERYTHING FOR DETROIT BECOME HUMAN

ANDROIDS

Connor RK800

Kara AX400

Markus RK200

Ralph WR600

Simon PL600

Jerry EM400

Daniel PL600

Josh PJ500

North WR400

Rupert Travis WB200

HUMANS

Hank Anderson

(Any of the other characters don't have any requests written nor pending as for now, so I'm unable to have serieses for them as AO3 requires you to have at least one oneshot written to be able to add it to a series, and I can't promise serieses for characters who don't have requests pending/I have no ideas of my own for them)

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Also, if you're wondering, requests are ALWAYS open and you're welcome to leave one or multiple. Just remember to read my rules and pick a request type from this list.

[deflatinghellokittyballoon]

I wanna see how different writers interpret this ask, and you’re the first one I’m asking, how do you think the Jericho Crew would react to people mistaking Reader as an android Prototype, due to them being one of 6 near-identical siblings (Sextuplets)

the people think they’re apart of a rare RK Series, and ask them questions about them, the reader, being a human, doesn’t know how to respond, so they just go with it, making up the most goofy and outlandish features of this “RK line”

ex: “I’ve never heard of this RK series before, what do you guys do?”

“We’re programmed with the ability to do hard drugs and sustain minimal damage, ma’am!”

I'm honored to be your first option on writing this prompt, Anon. (´◡`)

✦ The Jericrew reacting to reader being mistaken for an android

✦Pairing/s: Markus (RK200), North (WR400), Simon (PL600), Josh (PJ500) x Gn! Human! Reader

Word Count: 228

Content Warnings: None

Content/s: Fluff — Platonic/Romantic — Headcanons — No gendered terms are used for reader — Third person pov

Fandom: Detroit: Become Human

What i will write + Introduction

✦MARKUS wouldn't play along with the mistaking of the reader as an android prototype. He would maintain his composed demeanor and correct them by responding "Excuse me, They're human, not an android." in a calm tone.

Like Markus, ✦NORTH doesn't find the situation amusing and is more blunt and straightforward. She'd reply to the person saying that "They're actually human." Since she doesn't have the patience for playful fabrication and prefers to correct the misunderstanding directly.

✦SIMON would likely be the voice of reason in this situation. He might try to politely correct the misunderstanding, but if the reader insists on going along with it, Simon would likely play along in a lighthearted manner. He might say something like "Ah yes, The RK series that's programmed to have an insatiable love for puppies and kittens that they can't resist cuddling them and giving them belly rubs whenever they see them."

✦JOSH would likely approach the situation with a sense of humor and wit, I feel like he's just that kind of guy y'know? He would probably enjoy the opportunity to engage in some playful banter with the mistaken individuals and come up with clever responses on the spot. He might say something like "Yes, they're known for their extraordinary ability to recite Shakespearean sonnets on demand, and they have an advanced feature that allows them to instantly analyze any cheese and provide a detailed critique. Quite cutting-edge, wouldn't you say?"

[lady-vixen-17]

Lavender Haze | Part 1 / Simon x Female Reader

A/n: Pre game and game moments :) an AU obviously. This is a heft two shot at whooping 3317 words to make up for being gone for so long. Part two is being written as we speak. And I guess I’m back in the DBH fandom ❤️ Simon has me in a choke hold still

Master List

A coping mechanisms.

These were the words often used to refer to the relationship Y/n had with her Android, with Simon. He was gifted to her by a few friends and family, a few weeks after the passing of her father. Someone to take care of her while she tried to continue with everyday life.

Simon although slow to being warmed up to was someone Y/n was grateful for. A twenty four hour should to cry on. He made the bad days a little more bearable, made the darkness that surround a little less dark. Brought something to look forward to coming home to.

Biting her cheek she hugged her pillow tighter to her body, eyes shutting as she tired to force sleep once more. The world has artificial intelligence... but it still doesn't have a cure for cancer. What ever will get people more money. Treatments cost money, and that's all the greedy want. People who want to be cured have to go for multiple treatments, that might not even work, if a cure was made... they wouldn't make as much money. Y/n shifted herself up, her head resting on her headboard, the cool wood easing the feeling of wanting to cry for just a moment. Closing her eyes with a sigh Y/n waited.

She wasn't sure how much time had passed before the sound of pots being moved echoed through the room. Y/n opened her eyes, attention shifting to the door; light illuminated from the bottom before two small shadows appeared in the light. Y/n stayed where she was waiting for the inevitable knock from her Android. From Simon.

A soft knocking soon echoed through the room. "Y/n?" Pushing the blankets off herself Y/n got up, her feet bringing her to the bedroom door before she opened it and stepped forward to wrap her arms around the blonde Android. "Bad night?" A hand rubbed Y/n's back gently and she let out a quiet 'yeah'. "I'll make some pancakes while you go take a cold shower." Y/n hummed before she pulled herself away from the PL600. "Are you telling me I stink?" The android chuckled before reached forward to tuck a piece of hair behind Y/n's ear. "Maybe just a little."

"Simon!" The blonde smiled and nudged Y/n in the direction of the bathroom. "It will help bring your blood pressure down, and a little extra endorphins never hurt."

And so Y/n went to the shower, her back on the door as she eyed the pyjamas on the counter top. Shaking her head Y/n let a smile pull at her lips as she stepped forward, slipping her clothes from her body and stepping forward.

-skipping most of the shower-

A knock echoed off the door and into the bathroom followed by Simons voice. "Can I come in for a moment?" Y/n swallowed thickly her hands dropping from her hair as she looked in the direction of the door, hidden behind the non transparent shower curtain. "Door's unlocked." The door opened near silently and Y/n peaked out from behind the curtain. On the table top were two towels. "Fresh from the dryer." Simon spoke from kneeled on the ground in his hands Y/n's discarded clothes. "Simon it's okay I can do my own laundry." Y/n's eyes followed Simon as he stood up with a smile, his eyes on her. He stepped forward, his hand reaching forward to cradle Y/n's cheeks. "I'll take care of everything, just get dressed, food will be ready in five minutes." Y/n leaned into Simons touch with a sigh, her eyes closing in defeat. "Thank you Simon" Simon pulled his hand back, his LED circling yellow as he distanced himself from Y/n. "No need to thank me it's my job after all."

Without another word Simon turned and left the bathroom, door closing softly behind him. Y/n watched the door a moment longer before she pulled her head back into the shower. She stood for a moment, head down and eyes closed as cold water continued to pelt the top of her head.

Turning the shower off Y/n wrung her hair out and stepped out, her hand grabbing the smaller of both towels. Stopping when she realized the warmth that radiated off the towels. A small smile pulled at her lips as she wrapped her hair and grabbed the bigger towel and wrapped it around her body. She stood quietly for a moment basking in the warmth of the towels after being cold for so long in the shower.

Once the towels cooled she dried herself and pulled her pyjamas on, leaving the towel in her hair to continue to soak up the excess water. Putting her body towel in the laundry basket in the bathroom Y/n pulled the towel from her hair. Water cascaded down her neck slowly from the water still dampening her hair. Opening the door she left the bathroom. Towel in hand.

Y/n rubbed her hair dry with the towel as she walked towards the kitchen. The sound of a plate being placed on a table was all she heard before she felt hands taking the towel from her hands. "Feeling better?" Y/n looked up at the blonde and hesitated before nodding. Y/n closed her eyes when the towel was placed on her head again and Simon was gently hand drying her wet hair.

"Simon" the towel was pulled away and Y/n's hair was moved from her face. "Thank you" I looked up to the blonde once more and he smiled. "How many times do I have to tell you you don't have to thank me for anything." Leaning forward Y/n wrapped her arms around the blonde "I thank you everyday because I don't know what I'd do without you." When Y/n didn't feel arms wrap around her in return she looked up once more. Her eyes instantly landing on a blinking red LED. The blonde blinked and smiled at Y/n before leading her to the table. His hands lingering on her shoulder a moment before he moved them to the chair. "I'll clean up the kitchen." Y/n shifted her gaze, eyes on the blonde. "Sit with me?" Simons gaze shifted from the kitchen to Y/n, his movement frozen mid step.

"Come on Simon ignore your programming, just for a little" Simon's led circled red before he pat the back of the chair with the hand still lingering. "The dishes can wait"

DISHES CAN NoOotTttt WIaIitT

Simon shuffled to the other side of the table, a smile gracing his lips as he took a seat. "What did you do while I was gone Simon?" Simon hummed quietly, leaning forward, his elbows on the table supporting his weight. "Well I started watching that one series you like, so we could talk about it" Y/n smiled at that little bit of information as she took a small bite of food.

Their days continued undisturbed, falling into a different routine, one where Simon could decide what to do. When to do it and his own personalized dialog that didn't take days to obtain, that weren't programmed, things that he wanted to say. Y/n was the first to notice, the way Simons voice subtly changed when he talked about something that interested him on the TV.

They way his hands lingered, dotingly.

Especially the day his smile gained its own individuality.

She found it endearing to watch.

With the new individuality that Simon had gained however, Y/n's brain seemed to struggle to differentiate Simon from another human, and when his attention turned fully to her she found it increasingly hard to suppress the irregular beating of her heart.

Y/n sighed, leaning forward her hands resting on the couch on the outside of Simon's thighs. "You need to stop, you're making my standards way to high for my own good" blue eyes observed Y/n's movements closely, LED circled red. Simon swallowed thickly, his jaw clenching as he tilted his head down, eyes closely analyzing the movement in Y/n's hand as she lifted it to cradle his cheek, thumb caressing synthetic skin adoringly... lovingly. Love?

Love...

Simon knew about the word, definition and all, he was an Android after all. And he understood it from the movies and television shows Y/n made him watch. He read it in the books decorating the bookshelves of Y/n's apartment. He saw it written painfully obvious in the photos of him on Y/n's phone.

He was in love.

It was a troubling thought that clawed at his bio components, disrupting the circuits and processors within his synthetic body. Uprooting what little he understood about the world, his life. Life? Simons head tilted as his gaze shifted to look into Y/n's eyes. His life? But he wasn't alive. No he wasn't; he was an Android. An android that wasn't alive. That didn't love. That's didn't feel.

But Y/n's hand on his cheek was welcomed, warm and comforting.

Comforting? No he was an Android, he wasn't supposed to feel comfort. Right? His Thirium pump stuttered and a warning flashed over his vision as he leaned into Y/n's hand, eyes closing as realization hit him like a sack of bricks. Jolting his components in a feeling he wasn't familiar with.

Upon the realization he had tried self repairing himself.

That was when the software instability warnings appeared; he tried everything repair the program instability but nothing worked. Despite his inner turmoil he still found himself smiling to himself as Y/n leaned forward, her arms wrapping securely around his neck.

Even with the brain that Simon possessed he couldn't figure out what to do, or say with Y/n's warmth radiating so warmly over him. Was this what it meant to be human, to not know what to say or do even if your body knew what it was supposed to do. Slowly Simon moved his arms, wrapping them desperately around Y/n's frame, dragging her impossibly closer as he nuzzled into the warmth of her neck, lips grazing over exposed skin in an ambivalent manner as he spoke shakily.

"Let me have this moment, just one where I don't need to pretend"

Following that night Simon had distanced himself from Y/n, busying himself with the household chores, making nothing into something as he tried to forget. Forget the feeling of Y/n as she pulled away from him. Forget the curious look that glazed her eyes. The way she smiled and leaned forward, lips purposely pressing themselves to his-

A glass slipped from Simons hands as his body tingled in electric sparks. Phantom lips burning at his cheek and hands warm on his neck.

Standing in the kitchen, alone, he ran a hand over his face, a frustrated groan leaving his lips. Stress levels spiking up as he remembered the feeling of lips shyly ghosting slowly over his his neck in slow peppered kisses. His hands pulled at his hair, jaw grinding in aggravation. His hand pulled back and he slammed a closed fist against the side of his head, eyes closed as he kneeled to the ground. Head held between his hands.

"You've changed" Y/n's voice was so clear in his head he could have sworn if he didn't know this had already happened she was with him this very moment. "Is that good or bad?" phantom warmth spread over Simons body. "It's in a good way..." Simon threw his head back hitting it against the cupboard harshly, his eyes being thrown open as he pushed himself to stand. His sight swarmed with stress level warnings.

87% flashing in an ambient light in the space surrounding him as he pushed himself towards the storage closet containing old clothes.

His hands harshly hit the wall as he stumbled over his own feet. 89% flickering behind closed eyes as he blindly tore through clothes, before he found a sweater to pull over his Android uniform. The distant smell of Y/n and her perfume lingering, woven into the material. A calming sense of familiarity washing through him like a tidal wave of saccharine. Numbers drastically dropped back to a point where his brain could think. Like he wasn't being suffocated and drown by his own self destructive thoughts. Taking a breath Simon looked down, eyes lingering on sweater shirt he had grabbed in his blinded stress frenzy. Detroit University. It was a sweatshirt Y/n had gotten the year she dropped out of school for grievance.

"How do I say goodbye to someone who's been with me for my whole life..." the time flickered over his vision, two hours until Y/n would return home. Two hours to leave. Looking at the box of forgotten clothes Simons eyes drifted to a brown worn down leather jacket. A jacket she had picked up at the thrift store when she joking told Simon she'd get him his own wardrobe. Back when he was bound to a program. Throwing the jacket on Simon shifted through the box searing for a hat or beanie. Something to cover the constant glow of yellow radiating off his temple.

"Simon, I'm home!" Y/n placed her keys at her door side table, hands fumbling to put her coffee down so she could unzip her boots. "Simon?" When no movement came from the apartment Y/n stood back up right, shoes being long forgotten as she stepped into the apartment. Eyes glancing around the living room and kitchen carefully. "Simon?" She stopped in the hall leading to her bedroom and the bathroom, her eyes stopping on the Android uniform folded neatly on the floor, next to the opened box of discarded clothes. Y/n's shoulders dropped, the tension in her leaving as realization slowly seeped into her veins. Kneeling down to the ground Y/n reached a hesitant hand forward, hand slowly grasping the white uniform in her hands. "Please- I-"

Her knees dropped to the ground as all strength left her body, leaving her feeling empty. As empty as that day in the hospital, if not more. Shaking her head Y/n leaned forward, pulling the discarded uniform close to her body as a strangled sob left her mouth, tears carving salted paths down her cheeks as she took in a staggered breath. "N-no, I - not S-Simon"

-Time Skip-

The TV blared in the background, buzzing with the news of the revolution, the freedom march. "Despite the peaceful approach androids have taken thus far tensions are still high amongst the people of detroit." Y/n shifted, her eyes studying the tv closely. The Androids stood, hands raised as the stopped a safe distance from the swat. "The question lingering on everyone's minds-" Y/n pushed herself up, turning the tv off as she ran a shaky hand through her hair.

"WE ARE ALIVE!" Looking to the darkened TV Y/n clenched her hands in unease, before she turned to her kitchen and grabbed a knife, her hands trembling in uncertainty as she sucked in an attempted calming breath.

Throwing on a pair of winter boots Y/n quickly exited her apartment, door left thrown open as her feet dragged her in the direction of the freedom march. To the androids, and a sense of longing. An emptiness clawed at her heels as she pushed her way through the empty streets, coldness being forgotten in the need to be there. To have a reason, to help. The flashing lights came into her view faster then she would have liked. But the sound of guns being fired pushed her to dig her feet into the ground and move faster, run faster. And despite the burning of her lungs Y/n pushed forward. Feet hammering heavy on the ground as reality settled in the pit of Y/n's stomach. Threatening the release of what little she ate for dinner.

She stopped near the barrier as the echos of guns stopped and she force air down the throat as she placed the blade of the knife between a numb hand. Cold blade chilling the burning fear making its course through Y/n's system. Looking away from her blande Y/n took a breath before closing her hand on the sharp metal. Eyes looking for the safest way over the barricade.

Y/n clenched the blade between her hand as she pulled herself hastily over the barrier, feet clanking on the metal roof of the cars used to fortify the androids from the dangers of guns. Swallowing thickly Y/n hesitated, her eyes on the androids who paid her no mind and the Swat as a few shifted their aim to her. The trickle of blood pooling in her palm has her stuttering an uneven breath. "Don't fucking move!" A few eyes shifted, turning to look towards Y/n from the androids and she doddered forwards, face numb as wind pushed her forward and onto the slow covered ground. Uneasy eyes shifting over the dozens of Android bodies littering the ground.

Heart pounding deep in her ears, muffling words as she raised her hands, blade still clutched in between fingers. "Drop the weapon!" More weapons moved towards Y/n and she froze in her steps. "Don't fucking move asshole!" Snow crunched beneath feet as an Android pushed his was through the others. "We will shoot! Drop your weapon" clenching her teeth Y/n slowly moved her hand, and grabbed the handle, jaw clenched as she pulled the blade from between clenched fingers. A scream of pain dying in her throat as she threw the knife to her side. Weapons readjusted their am as the Android broke from the confines of the others.

A shot echoed through the air as arms wrapped securely around Y/n's body. A body shielding her from danger. Y/n sucked in a startled breath as the sound of a synthetic white body was torn and ripped through. Her eyes closed as a sense of familiarity washed over her. "HOLD YOUR FIRE YOU FUCKING IDIOT!" Flinging her hand over the shoulder of the Android holding her, Y/n nuzzled her face into his shoulder in search of comfort. Red splattered the ground in front of them followed by the howling of the wind. "She's human!" Y/n's free arm wrapped around the body shielding her and she sighed out a breath of relief as she held her hand out, red oozing from the self inflicted would. Bleeding a trail of human deviancy down her arm, and slowly pooling with the blue blood dropping to the ground.

It was silent, the only sound being the wind driving it's way through the city, the pounding of Y/n's heart in her own hears and her uneven breathing. "Understood" Y/n's bloodied hand dropped to the back of the Android holding her, clean hand moving to comb it's way through short hair. Her eyes opened as multiple clicks echoed over the howling winds. Blonde danced in her view and Y/n released an uneasy half laugh in disbelief. The swat retreated back. "Simon?" The Android pulled back, his blue eyes scanning over Y/n's form hurriedly. "Are you okay?" Y/n nodded, a smile pulling at her lips as she gladly welcomed to tender touch of Simons hands on her cheeks. "You're trembling" blue eyes watched Y/n's hands as they moved to rest over Simons arm. "I'm terrified" Simons eyes moved to Y/n's face, concern pooling in his eyes as his thumbs wiped the trail of tears coming from her eyes as she spoke slowly. Solicitous eyes refusing to leave Simons features.

"But I'm more afraid of what life without you's like"

[faust-the-enjoyer]

Requests are open

[nickeverdeen]

hi! I'd like to request a matchup for A:TLA and Detroit Become Human!

I'm genderfluid and use all pronouns, and I'd prefer a matchup with a guy please :)

I'm 5'4, pretty curvy with dyed red hair and a gothic/punk style. I've also got a few blackwork tattoos :)

personality wise, I'm quiet with people I don't know but funny and sarcastic with people I know well. I try to be a caring person, even if sometimes I seem apathetic. I'm an introvert (INFP personality), an optimistic nihilist, and my love language is physical touch

my interests are philosophy (doing a uni degree in it and always up for a debate), history, fantasy and horror novels/movies, knitting and writing :) I find that I either can't pay attention to things or I'll hyperfixate on them for weeks at a time, and even if I'm quiet around someone I could talk for ages about things I'm interested in. I'm also a pretty passionate feminist and advocate for equal rights :)

thank you so much!

Your ATLA match is…

Zuko

Likes your tattoos

Asks if they have any meaning or you just generally liked them

Values the fact that he finally met someone wise

You sarcastic with him? He’s sarcastic back to you

Zuko also has a trouble with empathy so you have that in common

Zuko ain’t really an optimistic so it’s kinda comforting to know that you won’t think about the worst scenario

He is very touch starved so he loves physical touch

Yet from the beggining he’d be more reserved

He ain’t fan of horrors, but he doesn’t mind them

Zuko studied history of the Avatars and benders so he could tell you about that

He knows how to help you focus, but also make sure you won’t hyperfix on it

He doesn’t seem like it, but he could talk for a long time about things too

But mainly just with you

You’re his comfort person 🫶

Zuko isn’t really familiar with feminim and advocate for equal rights

Once you explain it to him he’s gonna support you

But not in front of people

He just doesn’t like to do a “scene”

If you’re a bender he’d practice with you to make sure you can defend yourself

But if you ain’t a bender he’d be more worried and would try to teach you self-defence

He just wants you to be safe when he won’t be there

Your Detroit Become Human match is…

Simon

Compliments all the time

He’s shy in the relationship at first, but soon he warms up

Not much of a PDA person

Likes the fact that you’re smart and caring a lot

Simon used to be a family domestic android so he gets slightly confused by your apathetic behaivor

But no worries, he understands soon

Doesn’t mind it

Like I mentioned Simon is not a PDA person, but in private he likes physical touch and affection

If you’ll knit him something he will wear it 24/7

Simon doesn’t really like horrors

Tries to find a way to make sure you won’t hyperfixate on things

If you’re not paying attention he’d explain it to you later

One step at a time

He’s a very good listener and will love to hear what you have to say

Simon likes your passion about equal rights and feminism

Supports you in this

Unlike Zuko he knows what it means obviously

Protective of you and your well-being

Very caring

[ersatz-ostrich]

DBH Headcanons: Getting Your Wisdom Teeth Removed

Connor, RK900, Markus, Simon, and Gavin x gn!reader

Some headcanons about what it would be like to be taken care of by some of the characters of Detroit: Become Human while recovering from getting your wisdom teeth removed. Inspired by, well, getting my wisdom teeth removed.

[A/N]: I got my wisdom teeth out a while back and it honestly wasn't as bad as I'd heard from other people. My mouth tasted funny for a while, though.

Connor:

Chances are, you’ve already briefed him on your wisdom teeth procedure and everything that happens before and after

By the time the actual surgery rolls around, he’s downloaded every bit of information about pre-op and post-op

And he’s not going to hesitate to bother you remind you about everything

“Don’t forget to wear comfortable shoes and clothing.” “Y/N, you can’t have any food or water 8 hours before the surgery.” “Y/N, please refrain from strenuous exercise in the 24 hours before your surgery.”

When you come out of surgery loopy on anesthesia, he sits with you in recovery and tries to talk you through it (even though you don’t remember a lick of what either of you said)

I’d say he’s a mother hen post-op, but more like a worrywart type

He’d buy all kinds of liquid foods for you and is constantly asking about your pain levels

Gets a lot of weird looks in the supermarket while he’s checking out the soup aisle

“That’s not a domestic android I’ve ever seen…”

He’s definitely on top of your antibiotics schedule, and if you need it, pain meds

Makes sure you’re regularly irrigating the wounds if you need it 

If you’re ever worried or insecure about swelling and discomfort post-op, Connor is there to smother you in kisses

Nines:

As a deviant, he isn’t as much of a mother hen as Connor, probably because he’s more self-assured in his ability to take care of you as well as your ability to take care of yourself when you can

He wouldn’t hover as much as Connor but he’d definitely download information about the procedure before you go

Coming out of the operation, you knock out again for a bit in recovery and Nines insists on staying with you, covering you with his jacket and letting you rest your head on his shoulder

If Connor got weird looks while in the supermarket buying things for you and picking up your prescriptions, Nines sticks out like a sore thumb

Like he’s clearly not a domestic/service android so he confuses a lot of shoppers and employees as he browses the aisles and fills his basket with cans of soup, oats, and ice cream

“Why on earth is a police investigator android buying soup on a Friday morning?”

If you’re in pain, he’ll do everything to comfort you

Pain meds, ice cream, cuddles, your comfort movies and shows, anything for you

He doesn’t seem outwardly clingy or affectionate but he’s such a softy

Markus:

This obviously isn’t his first rodeo

If you’re scared going into the surgery, he’s with you all the way until the nurses put you to sleep

Cruises through post-op no matter what state you’re in due to the sedative

At home, he’s got you covered

No need to break out the cans of mush—he’s got you covered with homemade soups, the softest scrambled eggs you’ve ever had, soft pasta dishes, you name it

With Markus, you’ll never miss a dose of antibiotics

If you’re in pain, worry not

Markus has your pain meds, blankets, and infinite cuddles

He’ll have your favorite flavors of ice cream on hand

Straight out of the tub if you feel so inclined

Simon:

He might not be a caregiver like Markus but he was once a domestic and childcare android

Calms your nerves going into the operation and when you’re all woozy post-op he’s right by your side

Coming out of the operation, it doesn’t matter if you look like if Alvin the Chipmunk got into a fistfight and lost—Simon’s there to shower you in kisses and envelop you in hugs

Like Markus, you’ll never have to worry about the liquid and soft food diet

If the pain’s too much, Simon will be your arms and legs for the time being

He’s a wizard with chores and errands

It’s like you never even got your wisdom teeth out

Gavin:

Would totally take off work to help you recover

Which, given how competitive he is at work, would probably seem like an anomaly to his coworkers

“I’ve never seen Reed take off for more than a day or two at a time. Shit, he’d come into work sick so long as he wasn’t actively dying,” Says Tina

“I’ve had to wrangle that fucker into his car more times than I can count to prevent him from coming into work injured,” Grumbles Fowler

“Hopefully he’ll take this time to rest as well as take care of someone else.”

Would record the stuff you say coming out of sedative in post-op for the memories (and for you both to laugh at when you recover)

I don’t see him being as great of a cook as Markus or Simon, but he’s definitely able to cook to support himself and you

Of course, he’d get you all the ice cream you want

He knows what it feels like to be in pain and cranky so he does everything he can to either comfort you or give you space to get through it

If you wanted it, he’d cuddle with you while you spend the day reading or watching your comfort shows and sipping on smoothies (no straws allowed, of course)

To anyone getting their wisdom teeth out soon, good luck! To anyone recovering from the surgery, feel better soon! Hope you enjoyed reading this silly little compilation of HCs! See you next time x

[the-ferocious-kittyrose]

“Do you imagine yourself or an oc when reading x reader fics?”

Me if I imagined myself in x reader fics:

[bigboy-lovers-unite-writes]

Where/how I feel like they would take you out on a first date!!!

Connor; he did alot of research on your favorite things and what humans usually liked to do, especially on a first date. He figured it would be nice to just talk with you and bring you out to a park for a walk, maybe sit down and hold hands or something. He's definitely very vanilla when it comes to dates, but he's still trying!!

Markus; definitely takes you to somewhere fun. Wether that be an arcade, a carnival or fair, he just wants the both of you to have fun together. He likes seeing you happy, plus he would like to try stuff like games and fun things with you <3

Kara; would probably prefer to stay somewhere safer like inside, but you could convince her to go out if you really tried. She just wants the both of you to be okay and safe. Would make some food for you and watch TV and cuddle sm 😭

Simon; sweet boy oml. Would do probably anything for you, would stay inside, take you out, buy you stuff, anything!! Being a domestic model for kids, he probably knows how to cook decently too. Asks for a hug and maybe a kiss after the date 🤭

Gavin; Prick, but he does semi care. Might take you out to get a burger or a coffee if he's feeling generous, but would actually care about what you want. Would share his food or drink with you, it's like a love language for him at this point. Basically demands you two hold hands or lock arms

Hank; he thinks he's too old for dating anymore, so he would let you pick and drag him around to a store or around town. Like gavin, would definitely appreciate it if you two stopper and got some lunch while out. Giving Sumo a bath is like a date for you two, he really needs help washing the big dog 😭

North; she might act like she doesn't care, she kinda does. She wants to do what she mostly wants to do, but also takes your thoughts into consideration. You two will probably cause some trouble around town or mess with some of the other androids in Jericho or town. She loves getting closer to someone while having fun <3

Ralph; LET HIM DO IT FOR YOU 😭 he will be so sad if you try to plan against his plans. If he's going out with you, you already have him trusting you alot. Will accidentally rant about plants the entire time since he feels like he can share it to you. Definitely wants to garden with you, and will try to cook (he really does try his best)

Elijah; he's rich, he's gonna treat you like royalty (probably). Honestly I think he knows how to cook, but be might make one of his other androids cook something for the two of you. Would probably build an android just for you as a sign of affection or some shi 😭 let's you run his credit card up

Daniel; he really, really cares about everything. If it's an at home date, he will clean the entire place and made it look amazing and set up a little area for a date. Probably wants to build a pillow fort. If you two go out, he will be a little anxious and holding his hand makes him feel alot better <3

Nines; honestly probably doesn't like dates too much, will complain the entire time but does go with you if you go out, wants to make sure you're not being stupid. Will want to have a long conversation about anything, and will more than likely want to be next to you no matter what during/after the date wherever yall went

Luther; huge sweetheart fr 😭 would love to stay home and cuddle or just take care of anything you need. He loves to make sure you're alright. He will probably go out to a small quiet area with you and just sit in silence and hold hands, maybe say he loves you

Jerry/s; obviously gonna take you to an amusement park, maybe their own amusement park since they miss having visitors 😔 they're always cheery and happy so they would love to do anything, play in the snow, play games, talk, anything!

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He stared at you as you patched up another guy's wounds. He could feel something boiling up inside him and he couldn't tell what it was but something about the view just didn't feel right. He knew it was wrong to feel this way, it was all wrong but he couldn't stop feeling that nor could he take his eyes off of how you praised that another guy for taking the pain, how you softly held his arm, how you.... it should have been hi- he immediately looked away as he gulped.

"Are you done?" He didn't dare look at you cause he knew that if he did, he wouldn't be able to stop himself from realizing his feeling.

"Almost" you replied softly as your eyes trained on the rookie that was tagging along with you both.

"Hurry up" Was all he replied as he decided to scout the place a little more.

After a while of him investigating the surrounding he came back to see you sitting there, patching your own wounds. He hated how you hid your Injuries just to not make others worry.

"You're hurt" He frowned as he kneeled in front of you and snatched the med kit from your hand.

"I'm sorry" you felt guilty not cause you didnt tell him but cause you made him worry. All he did was shook his head and sigh. He knew you were too stubborn to reason with and he loved that thing about you just as much as he hated it.

"Where's the rookie?" He questioned to change the topic. He couldn't help himself, he thought the feeling would leave but it just sat there waiting to burst open.

"I don't know,"  You shrugged, you knew that the rookie was smart and strong enough to look after himself.

"You should know" he scoffed

"What do you mean?" You furrowed your eyebrows.

"Come on, you think I didn't see you being all flirty with him" He said in a hushed tone. The image of you and that rookie.... or someone else kept replaying in his mind. Was he scared of losing you? What was this feeling? He was terrified of even thinking but he couldn't control his tongue.

"Are you jealous...?" You were unsure if he was or not, you didn't want to jump to conclusions but what he said made you curious.

"I don't know..." He sighed as he finished patching up your wound and sat beside you as he stared up at the ceiling.

"What are we?" He asked.

A question both of you always ignored.. a question to which both of you knew answer to. It never felt this way... the feeling felt so invisible but today seeing you being happy with someone else made him realize what it was and he was terrified to admit it. He didn't want to lose you. He didn't want to admit that he had fallen head over heels for you.

"I don't know...." You looked at him as a feeling of fear took over. You knew too that you loved him but you were too scared to admit it, too scared to face the feeling.

"I'm not sure what this is between us but it's getting real hard to ignore" He chuckled

"I think I know what it is" you smiled as you looked at him

"Good. I didn't wanna say it just yet" He returned your smile as he looked into your eyes.

The uncertainty was gone and now was replaced with the feeling of peace and acceptance. You both loved each other and it just felt right. It wasn't some cat and mouse chase, it wasn't some toxic stuff. It was all there, healing you both slowly and softly. the feelings have had always been there but both of you were too stubborn to realize them.. you both refused to accept them.

"You know right I'll always be by your side?" You say softly

"I know. Just you and me, yeah?" He smiled as he looked at you softly. You could see the love in his eyes and it just felt right.

"Just me and you"

Feel free to think of any character you wish to! Thank you for reading! Please take care of yourself <3

[chin-chilla-7]

I just got finished with a spy x family episode and this came up! What about DBH boys (Connor, Simon, Markus) With a female reader who is just like Yor Forger!

She’s very sweet looking, and nobody would suspect she packs quite a mean punch when protecting someone or herself, and unusually strong!

Hey anon! So sorry about the wait on this. I'll be honest part of it is due to me not knowing anything about spy x family, so I will just be going off the little description you've given in this ask! And it certainly won't stop me from trying.

Each Connor, Simon, and Markus would initially find the reader quite unassuming. To say they underestimate her is not exactly accurate, but they certainly don't expect the strength and punch she packs.

Connor witnessed it during a case. He's in the process of analyzing some evidence at a crime scene when he hears a disturbance. It was an argument, from what he could tell, between you and someone else trying to tamper with the crime scene or simply initiating some aggression because, like Connor, they misjudge exactly how strong you could be. At the sound of raised voices - yours being one of them - Connor is quick to make his way over to the disturbance, intending to intervene if necessary. Though, it quickly becomes apparent that it isn't necessary.

You've knocked the aggressor clean on their ass. One punch to the face was enough to send them falling backwards right on their ass. You probably even broke their nose. Connor, he's... well, to be honest, he's a little surprised. You aren't often in situations such as this one. And while you do work for the DPD, it's not often he sees you demonstrate exactly why you were hired in the first place.

Even though you punched someone to the point of a concussion, Connor can't help but still make sure you're okay. Physically, mentally, whatever, he wants to make sure the encounter didn't shake you up too bad. Even if you've assured you're fine and that he doesn't need to check you over, he's still doing a scan, just to be sure.

This is something he certainly does not forget about you. And while he still worries, given the fact that your appearance is deceiving compared to your actual ability, he's a little more at ease to know that you can hold your own when you need to. He's aware that people will go for those who seem weaker, and while he knows you aren't weak, at a glance, people are quick to think otherwise about you.

---

Simon, while not a coward, does prefer to take the pacifist route at any given opportunity. You're someone who's the same, unless you have absolutely no choice. And that was the case here. You were with Simon, just the two of you. You had excused yourself to the bathroom, and on your way back, you see that someone had approached Simon, and you noticed that Simon was less than comfortable about the interaction. It wasn't until you were a few steps away that you could hear exactly what was going on.

It was some anti-android guy going off - he must have recognized Simon someone. Which, come on, he's not the only PL600 to exist. Whatever, it didn't matter. What mattered was this guy was going off on Simon, and while Simon was trying to defuse the situation, he wasn't getting anywhere successful. Simon was trying to talk the other down, but the guy seemed pissed, which started to piss you off. It didn't help that the guy suddenly grabbed Simon - that's when you knew you had to step in.

"Hey!" Was all you said, which seemed to startle the guy long enough for you to grab his shoulder, turning him so you could swiftly punch him in the gut. He quickly doubled over, falingl to the ground, and Simon stumbled back, staring at the scene in shock. His mouth was agape as he looked between you and the guy, now groaning on the ground. There was even a slight tint of blue on Simon's face at the sight, which you may have noticed if you weren't still upset with the interaction.

"Whoa... I didn't know you had that in you..." Simon said, nearly stepping towards the guy to help him. But he stopped himself, mainly because you held your hand out to stop him.

"There's a lot you don't know about me," you responded, looking over to him and managing a smile. Despite the circumstances, it was cute to see the way Simon reacted to this.

"What, so we just... leave him?"

"Well, he was a prick, soo..."

---

Markus was often used to being the protector. And with you, it was a no brainer that you were someone he felt drawn to protect. And it was cute, and you never had a problem with it. But sometimes even the protector needs a little helping hand. Especially when you've got no problem fighting your own battles.

Being the leader of the android revolution meant that Markus got a lot of attention. And being a close friend of the leader of the android revolution meant you got a lot of attention as well. Both good and bad. This was an instance of the bad. Some name calling, some yelling, asking how you could ever support something like this when all the androids do is take and take and blah blah blah.

Really, you weren't listening. You had grown used to it at this point, it was something you could easily tune out.

Though, it was clear that the people nagging you were not a fan of being ignored. Markus was only a little ways ahead of you, but it was still enough of a distance that he couldn't stop the way they grabbed you to look at them. A small struggle ensued, which caught Markus' attention. He was quick to rush over to you, pulling off one of the two attacking you, but it seemed you had the rest of it under control.

A quick knee between the legs was enough to throw them off their balance, then an elbow to the chest knocked the wind out of them long enough for you to get away. As you escaped their grasp, you kept yourself ready, knees bent, arms up, ready for anything more they had to throw your way. Of course, the kerfuffle was enough to get the attention from onlookers, and the attackers found it best to avoid further humiliation.

With them submitting to defeat, Markus looked to you, first making sure you were okay. Once that was settled, he found himself looking at you with an impressed smile. "Maybe you should be the one protecting me," he joked.

"Maybe," You said, relaxing now that you weren't in danger anymore. "At least I'd know you'd be safer."

"Hey, what's that supposed to mean?"

"Nothing."

[savemefromanepicoftimewasted]

Do We Call It Fate?

Actor!Connor X F!Actress!Reader Simon Riley X John MacTavish Alex Keller X Farah Karim

Everyone knew the new grooms were off taking photos with their families and respected wedding parties, so Connor knew better than to complain about having to stand around. Especially when he had a gorgeous woman still hanging off of his arm so casually, almost as if she was meant to be there.

a/n: we have a crossover baby! i have not written a fic like this in years, so I'm hoping it's up to par!

Connor had been sitting ramrod straight nearly the entire ceremony, eyes flicking around the large room as the two men read off their vows. The moment was absolutely beautiful, there was no doubt about that, but with how many people were here? It was almost overwhelming to think about. He’d watched you walk in with Alex and Farah. They both looked gorgeous, from Alex’s form fitting forest green tux, to Farah’s deep burgundy dress. However, he had barely been able to take his eyes off of you, the way your dress clung so deliciously to your body. You’d worn simple jewelry, putting the main focus on your natural beauty instead.

The two of you had met on more than one occasion, having worked together on many projects in the past. Connor usually played a side character whenever you were the lead, watching from afar as you would kiss your co-star. One day, one day it would finally be him that was kissing you and he could get over the crush that sat deep in his chest. Jeez, he sounded like some creepy stalker with those kinds of thoughts.

“Connor! It’s so good to see you!” You walked over, throwing your arms around him in a tight hug.

He froze for a brief moment before melting into the hug, laughing softly as his fingers trailed over your soft skin. Your perfume was subtle, not overpowering the natural chemistry of your body.

“Good to see you too, I was going to say hello earlier but I didn’t want to interrupt the ceremony.” Connor was too kind for his own good, always putting the needs of others before his own.

“I thought I saw you sitting in the middle, we should’ve sat together.” Your lower lip pushed into a playful pout, Connor’s breath hitching in his throat.

“Well, who knows if we got seated together for dinner.” Connor held out his arm, waiting until you looped your arm through his as you both walked into the next building for the reception.

The room was bustling with activity, everyone enjoying finger foods as the drinks were passed around. Connor wasn’t the biggest fan of champagne, it always left him feeling bloated at the end of the night.

“Let’s go over to the bar, I’d rather not start drinking before I can even eat dinner.” Your lips were mere inches from his ear, his eyes widening as he led you over to the bar on autopilot.

Connor ordered a soda for you and himself, handing over the glass when the bartender set them down onto the marble counter. It was something safe to drink until both of you felt comfortable enough to let loose. Alex and Farah headed over, ordering two drinks for themselves and pulling you two into a conversation.

Everyone knew the new grooms were off taking photos with their families and respected wedding parties, so Connor knew better than to complain about having to stand around. Especially when he had a gorgeous woman still hanging off of his arm so casually, almost as if she was meant to be there.

“Everyone! Please make your way to your seats!” A voice boomed across the speakers, startling both you and Connor as you hadn’t been expecting it.

You laughed softly, slipping your arm free from his as you made your way over to where the name tags were placed. Searching the table you found yours, Connor’s, Alex’s, and Farah’s, pleasantly surprised to find out you’d all been seated together.

“Hey! Come with me, we’re at the same table.” You kept the tags in your hand, sliding them between your middle and ring finger as you grabbed Connor’s hand.

Connor’s cheeks flushed with color as he followed close behind, gently squeezing your hand within his own. There was no way you weren’t perfect, every single thing about you was perfect in his eyes. You quickly matched the tags up with the seats at the table, giggling as you realized you were sitting one after the other. The table was small, giving you enough space to relax and eat, but close enough that you didn’t need to yell to talk to one another.

“It’s like they read my mind, I was hoping we all sat together.” You smoothed down the fabric of your dress, tucking it up as you took your seat.

Connor gently took the back of your chair, helping you scoot in as Alex did the same with Farah alongside him. As the two men took their own respective seats, Alex sitting much closer to Farah than Connor had to you, the DJ announced the wedding party's arrival.

Everyone happily cheered as the guests all made funny and grand entrances, their songs playing loudly. Connor could feel you lean into his side, his arm wrapped around your shoulder in case you felt cold at all.

“I am happy to announce, Mr. and Mr. Riley-MacTavish!” The room exploded into an even louder cheer, Connor carefully covering your ears to try and block out most of the sound.

He could see how in love they were, the way Johnny’s eyes lit up as he looked over at his new husband. He’d been the one to help Simon plan the proposal, offering any assistance if Simon wanted it. It was nice to know he had a hand in helping two of his friends fall deeper in love, even if it was something as simple as booking a hotel room and helping Simon find the ring.

“Okay! Now that the happy couple are finally sitting down, dinner should be coming out right now.” You were downright starving, mainly due to your own fault for not having any breakfast before leaving for the wedding.

Almost as if you were psychic, waiters began bringing out trays upon trays of food, setting them down in front of different guests before moving onto the next. You and Connor didn’t waste a single second before digging into your own food. Connor nearly moaned at the taste, the meat was so tender it nearly melted like butter on his tongue.

“Wait, would you guys like any drinks? I can head over to the bar.” Connor dabbed at his mouth with a napkin, lots of photos were being taken and he didn’t want to look like a slob.

“I’ll come with you.” You pushed back your chair, getting both Alex and Farah’s drink orders before grabbing Connor’s hand once more and heading over to the bar.

His heart leapt into his throat once more, he wondered if you had any idea the type of effect that you had on him. No, there was no way you knew how big of a crush he had, not with how effortlessly friendly you were. You were friends with almost everyone, laughing at corny jokes and making the conversation light when it needed to be. Connor grabbed yours and his drink as you grabbed Alex and Farah’s before heading back over to the table. As carefully as you could, considering how much the bartender had filled the drink, you set down the two glasses.

“We should post a photo of us, I want to remember how good we all looked.” Your eyes sparkled under the dim lighting, it was a look Connor had never seen before.

“Sure, let me ask one of the waiters to take our photo.” He set down your drinks, heading over to one of the waiters that had just finished setting down drinks for a table.

The waiter was happy to take the photo, taking Connor’s phone and waiting until everyone was ready before snapping a few photos. Connor took back his phone and thanked the man profusely, opening his photos app to look at the different photos. He quickly chose a photo, tagging you, Alex, and Farah and posting it with the caption “best night I’ve had in a while!”.

As the night slowly moved, dinner being eaten before the cake was cut, the couple both refused to smash cake in the other's face. The desserts that were passed out were adorable little cupcakes, a candied heart on top of the frosting with their wedding date written on it. Connor’s hands would occasionally drift back to you, whether he was holding your side, or laying an arm over your shoulder. It was nice, it almost felt like the two of you were in a relationship.

Connor glanced over to the other side of the table where Alex and Farah were, slowly taking a sip of his drink. His brow furrowed as he noticed Farah holding up her hand, fingers gently gripping Alex’s over her shoulder.

“Wait a minute, did you two..?” He turned to look at the happy couple, noticing the smiles each of them wore.

It took you less time than Connor to realize what exactly he’d said, a loud squeal slipping from your lips as you hugged them both tight. Farah laughed happily, hugging you even tighter before reaching around and pulling Connor into a hug before letting him move over to hug Alex.

“I guess congratulations are in order, if anyone deserves to be together it’s you two.” Connor had seen the way Alex looked at Farah from the moment they’d met. It felt like they were soulmates, destined to be together.

“He actually proposed a couple of weeks ago, neither of us have any obligations so we’ve just been enjoying the engagement.” Farah looked at Alex as if he hung all the stars in the sky, Connor wondered if being at a wedding only amplified those feelings.

Connor’s fingers trailed along your shoulder slowly, almost too softly to even be felt as he listened to Alex explain how he came up with the proposal. It sounded ridiculously romantic, from how he’d meticulously picked each rose, to making sure the dinner had been perfect. Jeez, Connor had serious competition if he was ever going to impress whoever he married.

You know damn well you want to marry Y/N, Connor.

He mentally scolded himself, angry that he’d started letting his mind drift to some dangerous places. You were still locked in a conversation with Farah as Connor let his gaze drift across the room slowly. The wedding parties table was bustling with activity, people heading over to congratulate the new married couple before heading off. His mind kept drifting back to the what if.

As the speeches commenced, the two best men, John Price on Simon’s side, and Kyle Garrick on Johnny’s side, couldn't help but laugh at the tasteful jokes. It was nice not to hear how much the new couple secretly hated each other, that they were in fact happy. There were a few tears from both grooms, as well as people sitting around at the tables. Connor wouldn’t lie and say he didn’t tear up, it was a beautiful moment.

After the speeches had ended the DJ announced that the dance floor was open, everyone abandoned their tables to go and let loose. Connor got nervous, would you rather dance with someone else? Or would you accept his offer?

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His head was downright pounding as he rolled over onto his back, thankfully the curtains were still drawn to keep the harsh glare of the sun out of the room. Blindly reaching for his phone, he grabbed it and pulled it over to check and see if Hank, his agent, had contacted him. What he hadn’t been expecting was to see his phone lit up with nearly two hundred different notifications. What in the hell happened last night?

Sitting up slowly so as not to make his head hurt even more, he pushed himself into a seated position. Scrolling through different notifications they all seemed to reference two different photos. He’d remembered posting one with the four of them together, wanting to respect Simon and Johnny’s privacy until they were ready to post things.

“What?” Connor’s voice was gravelly as he opened up instagram, ignoring the notifications as he clicked onto the photo he’d posted.

It was staring him right in the face, Farah’s ring shining brighter than even the sun in the photo that he had posted. Shit, this was all his fault! The news had gotten out simply because he hadn’t bothered to notice her ring before posting it.

CA_Lover_42:Oh my god, are you and Y/N a thing? Your hands are awfully tight for just friends ;)

Doyouloveme: MY WORLDS COLLIDING OMGGGGG 😭😭

Sweetastea93: Excuse me???? Are my two favorite people together???? I LOVE LOVE 

Connor dropped his phone down onto the bed, taking a long deep breath as his mind raced with a million different thoughts. He hadn’t even realized how low his hand was on your waist. You had never protested, even offering to scoot closer to his side as the waiter took the photo.

Rolling his eyes he picked his phone back up, clicking on Twitter to see what people were saying there. The first thing he saw was the photo he’d posted, your smile shining so bright as you pressed against him. The next thing he saw was a photo of you and him kissing, what?!

Aliteralfairy: Holy shit, did they manage to keep their relationship and engagement from us?!

Lightningmcqueer: They’re clearly not together! It’s probably just a PR stunt for some new movie

Dickrider69: You don’t kiss someone like that unless you’re together, i’ll be waiting for the news to drop 👀 👀👀

Connor’s hands shook as he stared down at the hundreds of photos from the wedding, many of them were Simon and Johnny, but quite a few were of the two of you. To anyone else it would’ve looked like two lovers embracing as if the world didn’t matter. However, you and Connor weren’t together, he wasn’t even sure if you liked him!

“Connor?” A raspy voice caught his attention as his head whipped up. You were standing in the doorway to the bathroom, his shirt from the wedding covering your body.

“Hey, what the hell happened last night?” Connor knew he needed to be calm in order to process what was going on, however his mind didn’t listen to his body.

“We got really, really drunk.” You rubbed at your eyes, walking over to where he was slowly.

“I figured that much, my head is absolutely killing me.” Connor sighed softly, shifting back to allow you more space on the bed.

You crawled into the space beside him, burying your face into his stomach as you wrapped your arms around his waist. Connor stopped himself from freaking out, instead he gently carded his fingers through your hair.

“Do you want me to order some room service?” Connor lowered his voice, not wanting to make either of your hangovers worse.

You nodded against his skin, relishing in the warmth his body was giving off.

“Waffles, with bacon and sausage?” You didn’t bother to move, hands gripping onto him even tighter.

“Of course.” Connor reached over carefully, calling in an order for room service, making sure to ask for extra orange juice and water so you could both get over your hangovers.

After setting the phone back down onto the nightstand, Connor put all of his attention back onto you. It was clear that you’d come back with him to his room, but considering that he still had on his slacks? Well, at least you hadn’t hooked up, less chance for any embarrassment to sink in after a while.

“Do…do you remember us kissing at their wedding?” Connor felt silly asking the question, he wanted to be grateful he’d finally gotten to kiss you, even if he didn’t remember it.

“Vaguely, the night’s more of a blur than anything else.” You weren’t sure when things began to get fuzzy, just knowing you woke up beside Connor in his hotel room.

Connor hummed noncommittal, nodding more to himself as a response to what you’d said. He remembered drinking a lot after everyone had eaten dinner. Sure, maybe it was an excuse to actually let loose and not be so afraid to enjoy himself. However, it now meant that the first time he’d kissed you, not on a movie set, was a time he would never remember properly.

“Everyone online is wondering if we’re together, I guess a ton of photos ended up leaking online and there’s one of us kissing.” Connor’s mind trailed back to the multitude of photos he’d seen.

The way your bodies pressed together, lips locked in what looked to be a rather passionate kiss. God, he didn’t hate himself more than he did in this current moment, more angry at himself than anything else. Johnny had sent him a text congratulating him on taking you home, completely unaware that neither of you were in the right mind for something like that.

Before he could say anything else, room service announced their arrival. Normally, Connor would’ve gotten up to allow them inside, but he didn’t want to move you. Instead he unlocked the door with his phone, letting them know they could enter. Neither of you were indecent, so it wasn’t like they could snap a photo to post online.

“Thank you.” Connor reached over for his wallet, pulling out a few bills and handing them to the waiter before letting him head out.

You pushed yourself up slowly, holding the side of your head as you quickly seated into a more comfortable position. Connor grabbed the multiple plates and silverware before setting everything down onto the bed. Once you had plates and silverware he grabbed two glasses of orange juice, handing one over to you before taking a seat beside you.

Grabbing the remote he turned on the tv, surely there would be something boring to act as background noise while the two of you ate.

“Good Morning everyone! As everyone knows we had quite a large wedding happen last night, tons of different celebrities were in attendance including one Connor Anderson as well as Y/N Y/L/N.” The host smirked as the camera zoomed out slowly, her body turning slightly to a different camera.

“Photos began to emerge online almost immediately, the two newlyweds looked amazing in their custom suits, as well as most of the guests in attendance. Which reminds me, did anyone notice the absolute rock that Alex Keller put on Farah’s finger? The man has some great taste.” The photo Connor had posted popped up on the screen, another reminder that he had announced their engagement to the world.

“However, there’s some photos that are definitely making their rounds. It seems Connor and Y/N are more than just friends, if this photo is any indication.” Multiple photos from the wedding popped up on the screen, different angles of what looked to be your first kiss.

Connor forced himself to eat, refusing to let the food go to waste lest his hangover linger for the rest of the day. As he finished off his waffle, reaching for a piece of bacon to cut through the sweetness of the syrup, his phone began to ring loudly.

Silently sending a prayer to whichever higher power was currently listening in, Connor answered the phone without looking to see who was calling.

“I know, I know.” It was the first thing that came to mind, unsure of how to properly respond regarding any of the photos.

“Connor, they’re having a field day making up a million different tabloids about you both. Now, do you want to make a statement and deny everything?” Hank was understanding, he knew how much Connor liked you, and had even tried to convince the kid to tell you.

“No, they’ll just assume that we’re trying to keep the relationship hidden anyway. Why not just let them come to their own conclusions before moving onto the next topic?” Connor shoved the bacon into his mouth, chewing slowly.

Hank hummed slowly, going through the different possibilities and reactions that people could have to the two of you staying silent. On one hand it wouldn’t affect either of your careers, that much would be obvious, on the other hand people could get mad that you hadn’t said something sooner. Would that be such a bad thing though? To stay low until he could figure out his feelings and if he wanted to pursue something so serious? It wasn’t the first time he’d kept a relationship quiet, more for the sake of his partner than anything else. He watched his best friend do the same thing until they announced their marriage.

How they didn’t break the internet, Connor wasn’t entirely sure. Markus had gladly announced that he and North had gotten married privately, not even paparazzi had managed to find out. So no, it wouldn’t be a bad idea for either of you to not say a word. People would come to their own conclusions anyway, what good would it do to say something sooner?

“Yeah, you’re right. Just don’t feed into their bullshit, okay?” Hank cared a lot when it came to Connor, he’d seen how cruel people could be firsthand, and he didn’t want him to suffer through it.

“Don’t worry, I’ll make sure there’s no paparazzi when we leave the hotel.” Connor reached over for his juice, eyes glancing over to where you were for a brief moment.

“Wait, is she in the room with you right now? Connor, did she stay in your room?!” Hank wasn’t angry, no, he was more shocked at the answer.

Connor shoved another piece of bacon into his mouth to try and stall from answering Hank’s question until he could come up with a proper excuse. Unfortunately he didn’t have long until his mouth was empty and he had to answer Hank.

“Yes, but nothing happened between us. I’m pretty sure we both ended up passing out when we got back here.” Connor wasn’t keen on telling him that he was still clothed, even if you were wearing his shirt.

“Just, lay low for now. I’m sure there’s people waiting outside to catch a glimpse of you two.” Hank sighed softly, running a hand down his face.

“Maybe I can ask Alex to drive by and scope the place out, see if we can get out without being seen.” Connor wasn’t too keen on spending the rest of his day inside the hotel, and he was sure you’d want to get back to your own apartment.

It wouldn’t be a bad idea, most people didn’t tend to stare at car’s driving by unless they had their windows down. He’d just need to convince Alex to keep the windows up until he drove by the entrance so he could let him know if you were good to leave.

“Well, just don’t get caught, alright?” Hank said his goodbyes before hanging up and leaving Connor to deal with the issue at hand.

Asking him to do that favor didn’t take much convincing, something he’d definitely be asking Alex about once he was safely home in his apartment. He helped you find some clean clothes in his suitcase, letting you wear his sweatpants and one of his hoodies before getting changed himself. His phone lit up with a text, Alex letting him know that the coast was clear but it looked like people were tending to linger so they needed to get going sooner.

Connor grabbed the rest of his things, carelessly shoving them into his bags before heading down to where your actual room was. Once you had everything, including the gorgeous dress you’d worn put away, Connor grabbed your bags. The ride in the elevator was tense, he worried some of your fans would be waiting to see if they could catch a glimpse of you. He doubted anyone would be waiting for him, at least not this early in the day.

“Hey, keep the hood up until we get out to my car. Alex told me you drove in with them, so I figured I’d help you out.” Connor smiled softly, almost nervous that you’d deny his offer.

“That’s really sweet, thank you.” Your nose scrunched up as you giggled, leaning up to press kiss to his cheek.

His cheeks flushed bright pink as he headed over to the front desk, checking both you and himself out. He’d missed check out so the room would be charged extra which wouldn’t be too much of an issue. It took an extra couple of minutes before he was heading back over to your side, gently sliding an arm around your waist and leading you outside.

The air was warm, the sun slightly hidden behind the bright white clouds that were scattered in the sky. His heart raced as he tugged you closer, leaning down as if he was whispering a secret to you as he noticed the large camera hanging from a man’s neck. Even if they were a regular photographer and not a pap, Connor wasn’t taking the risk. The car was so close, just a few more yards and you would both be safe inside with no one to try and talk to you.

“Is that…holy shit is that Connor Anderson and Y/N Y/L/N?” The whisper sounded as if someone had shouted in his ear, his heart pounding as you both quickened your pace.

“Kelly! Oh my god it is!” Her friend shrieked, whether with excitement or something else Connor wasn’t entirely sure, and he wasn’t about to sit around and wait to find out.

Connor quickly opened the passenger door, helping you inside before shutting the door and putting your bags into the trunk. More people began to suddenly notice they were there, the voices getting louder, and louder. His eyes widened as different paparazzi began to snap photos, his jaw slack as he ran to the driver’s side of the car. Without thinking he opened the door quickly, sliding into the seat and shoving the key into the ignition. 

Your hands were what stopped him, your eyes tracing over his features as you caught on to his fear. As if it wasn’t choking you with how his hands shook harshly against the leather of the steering wheel.

“Hey, just take a deep breath, no one really saw me, and even if they did, who cares?” You shrugged, unbothered by the whole experience.

It seemed to snap him out of the trance, his hands slowly relaxing until he could take a full deep breath in. Where were you when he was dealing with panic attacks in the past? No, that wasn’t your job to fix him, he was a grown man who could work on his mental health.

“Really? You don’t care that people probably saw us together?” Connor wanted to make sure that you were truly alright before pulling out of the parking lot.

“Yes. I’ve had them try and spread worse rumors than spending the night with you.” Your eyes sparkled in the dimness of the car, lips pulled into a megawatt smile.

Connor had known all too well how many rumors they’d tried to spread about you in the past. Whether you were dating the newest actor, or if you were promoting an unhealthy lifestyle because you were enjoying a greasy burger for dinner. It didn’t matter how often you tried to rectify that it was your life, the press always twisted your words. It had happened to Connor on a few occasions, people accusing him of cheating on his partner. They’d both amicably split earlier that year, choosing not to announce it to the world. So when Connor had gone on his first date in months people accused him of cheating on her. They’d both had to address things, that even though they’d dated for years, they had decided to go their separate ways.

“You’re a lot stronger than me, if I do say so.” Connor put the car into drive, pulling out of the parking lot carefully.

“That’s because we have to be stronger than the average person, have to have thicker skin so we don’t seem affected by their harsh words.” You sighed softly, pulling down the hood of his hoodie you were wearing.

“It’s depressing. Why aren’t we allowed to have emotions? To be human just like everyone else?” Connor reached over, turning on the radio to a random station and keeping the volume low.

“Because they see us as something unattainable, something to be desired.” You wouldn’t lie and say that being an actress didn’t have its difficulties. You’d struggled for years before landing a major role, your ‘breakout’ role as you referred to it.

Connor chuckled lowly, nodding as your words seem to strike a chord in him. He’d been a struggling actor for years, bouncing from job to job, taking any role that was given to him. The day Hank had called him about the film Detroit: Become Human he’d nearly cried. It was his first main role, no more background characters. He’d won an Oscar the following year, thanking Hank first in his speech before thanking the amazing crew he worked with. It was where he’d met Markus and North.

You’d won your first Oscar that same year, sobbing as you accepted the award as it was placed into your hands. Connor had been the first person on his feet as they called your name, cheering you on happily. You’d barely known one another before then, having spent more time talking during the after party. It was that night that he realized how amazing you were, how your small dream became a reality seemingly overnight with one role.

“Yeah, I think you’re right.” He pulled up into the parking garage where your apartment was, pulling up where the elevator was before getting out to get your bags.

“Thank you, Connor. I had a really nice time, at least the time I can remember.” You laughed as you stepped out of the car, taking your bags from him.

“I had a great time too, maybe we could do it again? At dinner?” He hadn’t felt this nervous since he was a teenager asking his crush to the prom.(Spoiler, she said yes)

“I’d love to, let’s check our schedules and see when we have a day off, okay?” Connor could only nod as he looked down at you, watching as you waved and headed into your building.

God, he was screwed.

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 He’d been scrolling twitter mindlessly, having been on his secret account so he could like things without people hounding him. It wasn’t even like he went on retweeting and liking super weird things, but sometimes he liked posts about you. Sue him! 

Connors_lefttoe: C’mon, you’re gonna tell me they don’t have feelings for one another? It’s so obvious! 

Sprklez: Pfft, they were seen leaving the hotel together, they’re definitely together.

Connors_lefttoe: WAIT SO THOSE PHOTOS ARE REAL????????????

Sprklez: Bitch, did you not see the way he was holding onto her? THEY’RE REAL

Connor rolled his eyes, scrolling passed the people speculating whether or not the two of you were together. Even if you’d just made it official recently, he wasn’t about to announce it to the world that you were together. Plus, people were still hung up on those hotel photos? It was months ago! Surely the paps had managed to snag a new photo of him when he wasn’t looking his best, maybe that would start circulating.

Y/Ns#1fan: To be fair, I’d be jealous of anyone getting to snuggle up against her.

Connorsbabymama: Really? I’d be more jealous of someone getting closer to Connor, he’s clearly the real catch.

Y/N’s#1fan: That is a dirty rotten lie, Y/N’s CLEARLY superior to Connor.

Connorsbabymama: Maybe for people who like mid people 🙄

Connor’s jaw dropped as he read the response to his latest tweet, how dare they speak about you like that. You were a goddess! A woman meant to be worshipped by everyone in the world, it’s just his luck that he got to be the one worshipping you.

Y/N’s#1fan: Oh yeah? You wanna fight about this?

Connorsbabymama: My DM’s are open 😘😘

Connor immediately clicked on their profile, brow raising as he realized this person already followed him. Wait, you were both mutuals it seemed. Huh, why would someone that didn’t seem to be a fan of you, follow him? Shaking away the thought he opened up a new message, ready to type out his frustration.

Me: Hey! How dare you call the woman I’m going to marry mid, she is gorgeous.

Them: She is too mid! If anything Connor’s the better looking, he’s my future husband anyway 🥰🥰.

Me: Well, from what I heard they’re dating, so who knows.

Them: And how would you know that?

Connor bit his lip harshly, shit, how the hell was he going to explain this without giving away that it was actually him?

Me: I may or may not be close to one of them.

Them: Uh huh, what’s her favorite ice cream then?

Me: Mint chocolate chip, specifically the Friendly’s brand.

The other person began typing, and stopping every few seconds for nearly a full minute before a new message popped up. Except it was accompanied by a photo, a photo of you.

Them: Connor?!

Connor’s eyes widened as he quickly snapped a photo of himself, sending it to you before laughing hysterically. The one time he’d accidentally followed a random account and it happened to be yours! What were the chances? Such a small world.

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Connor leaned back in his seat, waiting for your makeup artist to finish so the interview could finally begin. Stacey stepped back before fixing your lipstick real quick, stepping off the set as the lights dimmed slightly.

“Alright! Thank you guys for agreeing to come today, I know it was super short notice and we’re super thankful that you got the chance.” McKenzie, your interviewer, was beaming with excitement at the chance to ask you questions.

“Of course, we had some extra time anyway.” Connor smiled as he slid his hand into yours, lacing your fingers together.

Her eyes locked on the way your hands were intertwined, a soft squeal slipping through her lips.

The questions were average, nothing overtly exciting as you and Connor took turns answering whichever questions you felt more equipped to handle. It wasn’t until the topic of fans, and fandom culture came up that Connor’s eyes lit up.

“Oh, Y/N and I are both on twitter, we have our regular accounts but we do in fact, have fan accounts as well.” Connor laughed as McKenzie’s face paled, it wasn’t everyday a celebrity admits to having a secret account.

“Wait, is that something celebrities do often?” She was almost nervous of the answer, clearing her throat as she shifted in her seat.

“I’d say it depends, sometimes they do, some people can’t be bothered to run the account with their actual name and face.” Connor shrugged lightly, gently squeezing your hand as he did.

The rest of the interview went well, the questions slowly tapering off as Hank tried to help usher it along so you wouldn’t be late for your next interview.

Of course, neither of you were aware of the internet losing their minds at finding out celebrities did in fact have secret accounts. The fun part would be finding out which other celebs Connor and you could find.

In due time. For now, all he cared about was you, and your future together.

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🍳 Simon x human!Reader headcanons The past 💙

Simon never told the others about his past. He was one of the first to come to Jericho, one of the first to hide in the darkness of an abandoned cargo ship. But that didn't mean that Simon had forgotten the life he had. He remembered well the family he lived in, the married couple for whom he did household chores and you. You were the child of a married couple in whose house he worked, you came to visit your parents every Friday, often stayed on weekends and were always kind to him. Your parents never understood why you were kind to him, to a machine that existed only to follow orders, but it was as if you saw a living person in him, which eventually caused him to have feelings that shouldn't have been there

He often listened to you talk about funny things at work, you told him about how you got caught in the rain when you went grocery shopping, how you swore and put up with friends, and sometimes you said that Simon would be the perfect guy, with his kind nature and listening ability. At such moments, his heart skipped a beat. He understood that the feelings he had for you were not part of his program. It was broken, but he didn't want it to be fixed. He dreamed of feeling the feelings that humans in love experienced, he wanted to be with you as an equal, as someone who could experience both happy and sad moments of life next to you. One day, when you were helping him in the kitchen, to the further displeasure of your parents, Simon asked if you could ever fall in love with an android. His question surprised you, but you could see the excitement and sincerity on his face. The emotions you saw caused you to have a soft, sincere smile, after which you quietly told him that there was only one android, and in principle a person you were ready to love, after which you gently kissed him. To your shared horror, your parents came at this very moment. You had to hurry to stop them, yelling at Simon to run. Your parents were furious and Simon obviously wouldn't have gotten off lightly if they'd gotten to him. That was the last time he saw you, but his feelings for you haven't gone away

Simon was one of the key participants in the androids' struggle for freedom. When it was over, he helped his comrades as much as he could, but he did not forget about you. He wanted to believe that you were safe, maybe you left Detroit, or maybe you went to Canada. He knew perfectly well that the chance of you meeting again was extremely small and all he needed to be happy was to know that you were safe. However, his confidence was shaken when Marcus came to him and told him that someone had come to see him. He didn't answer when Simon asked who had come to him, as if trying to keep the secret. When Simon entered the room where he was supposed to be waiting, he first saw a familiar silhouette, and then a familiar face. It was you. Your eyes were reddened with tears and your hands were shaking, but when you saw Simon, your lips stretched out in a sincere, happy smile, after which your legs gave way and Simon hurried to hold you to prevent you from falling

You told him that when they started fighting for androids' rights, your parents really went to Canada, but you stayed, even though they tried to convince you to quit and go with them. Your resolve became stronger when you saw Simon on TV. You couldn't leave knowing that he might be in danger. Knowing full well that you couldn't meet Simon, you tried to help as much as you could. You tried to help the androids as much as you could and kept following the news, hoping that Simon would be okay. He saw how you were ready to cry again when you told him about how you saw on the news about how the military surrounded them. After that, you couldn't stay away anymore. You should have seen Simon and he was grateful to you for coming to him, that you did not forget him and did not turn away from him despite the fact that many humans, including your parents, turned away from androids

You were ready to help them as much as you could, even if there were those who were against you. Marcus saw how sincerely you tried to help them and saw how his friend followed you with a gentle look, and he just couldn't help but smile. Simon didn't bring it up, but he hoped that you still had feelings for him and that you were ready to accept him and his feelings. Now you could ignore the fact that you were human and he was an android, but so far he was silent, realizing that now was far from the most appropriate moment for such conversations. But when the position of the androids became more stable, he could ask you about it and hope that your feelings, as well as his, remained unchanged