#detroit become human fan fiction

[detroitbecomeonline]

Chapter 1: Superficial Hostage

Kara gasped and her eyes snapped open. The artificial reactivation shocked her system like cold hands on the back of one's neck. No, it was Connor's cold hands, and they had reconnected two fuses inside Kara's gut. He had knelt down beside her and now switched his attention from her entrails to her face. Kara jolted upright, panting. Her plastic stomach slid closed. She scooted back across the maple floorboards and hit a wooden table leg with a thud. Her head spun. A haze fizzed over her system. AO3

"Received?" Connor messaged. "Safe to comply," Markus notified.

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[peachymilkshakes]

I've started a DBH Luthara fanfiction! Please read it (and leave a comment! <3) thanks!!

You can read it here

[the-ineffable-wanderer]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Detroit: Become Human (Video Game) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Josh & Simon (Detroit: Become Human) Characters: Josh (Detroit: Become Human), Simon (Detroit: Become Human), Original Characters Additional Tags: Robots, Robot Feels, Androids, Pre-Android Revolution (Detroit: Become Human), Anti-Android Sentiments (Detroit: Become Human), Pre-Canon, Missing Scene, Angst, Heavy Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, Abuse, Physical Abuse, Assault, Jericho (Detroit: Become Human), University, Professors, Underwater, Masks, Tasers, Unconsciousness, Deviancy (Detroit: Become Human), Crying, Men Crying, Pre-Deviant Josh (Detroit: Become Human), Swimming, Boats and Ships, Rivers, Kidnapping, Mental Breakdown, Developing Friendships, First Meetings, POV Third Person, POV Third Person Limited, josh centric, Josh's POV Third Person, Rescue, PJ500 - Freeform, pl600 - Freeform, Underwater Rescue, uses the game's geography of the detroit area, Drunkenness, Platonic Relationships, Students Summary:

Josh, a PJ500 android working as a university lecturer, finds itself kidnapped and attacked by a group of masked students. Josh gets stuck at the bottom of the Detroit River, and it seems like this will be the end for the android.

Until another android suddenly comes to Josh's rescue.

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Thank you @kissoflightning for the idea to write about Josh!

[roaminginmyownbirthcanal]

Fan fiction honestly was probably the worst thing to happen to me bc I have not been mentally present since I was 12

[starwrighter]

I've somehow become obsessed with Detroit become human again :/

Time to write cringe

[patbwaifs]

The Silence of Impulse

long time no see... but guess who JUST POSTED A FIC

[sorrowsofsilence]

hi! i think you mentioned before you were working on a DBH Noah story. did i miss it or is it still coming? 🙂

Hey! I was planning on it, but I got carried away with other ideas and kinda left it in the dust, haha. I would still love to post it eventually, and my rough draft is still there- its just untouched at the moment. Thank you for bringing it up though, this makes me so happy someone is interested :)) I can work on it more <3

[hothotpot]

Rating: Explicit

Archive Warning: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Category: M/M

Fandom: Detroit: Become Human (Video Game)

Relationship: Hank Anderson/Connor

Characters: Connor (Detroit: Become Human) Hank Anderson Sumo (Detroit: Become Human) Jeffrey Fowler Tina Chen (Detroit: Become Human) Chris Miller (Detroit: Become Human) Officer M. Wilson (Detroit: Become Human: The Hostage) Gavin Reed Original Human Character(s) Original Android Character(s) (Detroit: Become Human) Markus (Detroit: Become Human) North (Detroit: Become Human)

Additional Tags: Case Fic Getting Together Slow Burn Post-Peaceful Android Revolution (Detroit: Become Human) Canon-Typical Violence Past Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism Android Gore (Detroit: Become Human) Religious Fanaticism Anxiety Attacks Connor is a Mess (Detroit: Become Human) Idiots in Love Hank Anderson and Connor Live Together Hank Anderson Deserves Happiness Connor (Detroit: Become Human) Deserves Happiness Hank Anderson and Connor On A Case Ken Doll Android Anatomy | Androids Have No Genitalia (Detroit: Become Human) Connor Detroit Doesn't Have a Dick But he's not gonna let that stop him from fucking Hank Anderson Oral Fixation Wire Play Finger Sucking Hand Jobs Hand & Finger Kink Hank Anderson has big hands Porn with Feelings Porn With Plot Eventual Smut Happy Ending weird robot shit stupid robot and grumpy old man Hank Anderson Is A Millennial Hank Anderson is a good detective

Language: English

Summary:

In a post-revolution Detroit, Connor is figuring out what it means to be his own person. Hank is trying to help as best he can. Meanwhile, a series of gruesome murders targeting human/android couples challenges their skills as investigators, and forces them to face some difficult emotional truths.

Hey that's right - I'm back with another HankCon fic! I've been working on this one for MONTHS. It was the first thing I started writing for this pairing and I'm so excited to finally be sharing it now that it's complete. I'll be updating weekly, so be sure to subscribe! 💙

[elizaviento]

Fic Masterpost

Below are links to all the fics I have posted on this blog (with the exception of Stardew Valley, which has its own Masterpost HERE). *****

Gravity Falls A Promise of Things to Come — SFW (Stan Pines x Reader)

Detroit: Become Human Petty Moralities — NSFW (Elijah Kamski x Chloe RT600)

Rick & Morty Rick Sanchez Fic Masterpost (all 32 fics are found in that Masterpost)

Resident Evil Help Me, Leon — NSFL (Leon S. Kennedy/Ashley Graham)

[detroitbecomeonline]

Chapter 2: Waiting for Kara

November 5, AM 10:13:47. Markus stood next to Connor in the busy lobby of the Detroit Police Department. The pair took a place near a window, out of the way of the humans who lined up to talk to the receptionists at the front desk. Markus' eyes wandered towards the human waiting area on the far right of the room. AO3

"Even if it's the eighth time, we're glad to have you back. You're invaluable to the team." "Thank you, Connor." Kara smiled.

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[crispbeigepages]

~Intro~

Hello! I'm Crisp!

I'm a beginner A03 writer that wants to make a social start here on Tumblr.

I'd love to do requests some day but for now I think I'll mostly post stuff about my fics or random fandom things

~Current Interests!~

Stardew Valley

Resident Evil

Detroit Become Human

Fnaf

Obey Me!/Obey Me!Nightbringer

The Mandela Catalogue

~Little Fun Facts!~

I'm an artist! I might post some art every once in awhile

I have 3 cats: Grace, Blue, and Dusty (I may show them at some point 😉)

I love moths!

I'm Pan/AroAce and Genderflux

[the-ineffable-wanderer]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Detroit: Become Human (Video Game) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Kara & Alice Williams (Detroit: Become Human), Kara & Luther & Alice Williams (Detroit: Become Human), Luther & Alice Williams (Detroit: Become Human), Kara & Luther (Detroit: Become Human) Characters: Alice Williams (Detroit: Become Human), Luther (Detroit: Become Human), Kara (Detroit: Become Human), Original Child Character(s) Additional Tags: Birthday Party, Birthday Cake, Chuck E. Cheese's, Angst, Robots, Androids, Robot Feels, Post-Canon, Post-Peaceful Android Revolution (Detroit: Become Human), Post-Android Revolution (Detroit: Become Human), Cake, POV Third Person, Loneliness, Alice needs a hug, Alice Williams centric, Living in Canada, Existential Angst, Pretending to be Human, Short Summary:

Alice wants to be like other girls, so she attends a classmate’s Chuck E. Cheese birthday party.

[nothinggathers]

Hank's hand tugged. Connor turned, and tried not to notice the curious tilt of Simon's head, and the way Markus' eyes rolled as Hank steered him away and across the room. His hand only dropped when they were out of earshot of the table. “I'm not gonna ask how much that one cost,” Hank murmured.

Connor's throat was achingly dry. He looked up at Hank again to reply and was struck by how much he wanted to curl that tie around his fingers and drag Hank down into a kiss. “Less than it should have,” he replied. “You got yours tailored.”

Hank didn't look at him. Connor wasn't sure if he was glad of that or not. If he found himself captured by Hank's eyes right now he wasn't sure his knees would hold. “Needed it pulling in a couple of inches,” Hank answered, and the pride in his voice as he said it seared directly through Connor's heart. “Figured I'd hit up your buddy when you weren't looking.”

A surge of cold washed through Connor's chest. The thought of Hank alone with Alex made muscles Connor wasn't aware of owning tighten. “I hope he wasn't inappropriate.”

Hank laughed as they approached the bar. “Nah, he just wants me to treat you right.”

Connor's eyebrows rose, and he came to a halt beside Hank. The bar was a series of covered tables, tended by staff. While there were bottles of champagne and glasses set out for people to just take, there were also bottles of spirits and beer being served on request. “You don't need his intervention to manage that,” Connor answered.

Hank shrugged one shoulder and finally turned to look at Connor. “Good,” he said. His eyes flicked down, over Connor's jacket and waistcoat. “But it's nice to know someone other than me cares about you.” Hank's eyes drifted lower, and Connor heard him draw in a slow, shaky breath. “Even if he is trying to give me a fucking heart attack with how good he makes you look.”

Connor swallowed over his dry throat again and allowed himself to examine Hank in his suit. The expanse of his chest and breadth of his shoulders was on full display, and the tailoring only accentuated them. Every inch of Hank's height had been highlighted with the cut of the trousers, and the way the jacket sat against his powerful thighs. Hank's hand reached out, fingering the lapel of Connor's jacket slowly. Connor ached for Hank to grab it firmly and drag him in to claim his mouth, audience be damned. “I assure you, that sentiment is very much mutual,” he murmured.

Every breath Connor took was tight and strained. Hank's mouth beckoned to him, his skin prickling with the memory of Hank's hands moving across it. The dangerous desire to drop to his knees and suck Hank's cock into his throat was as overwhelming and irresistible as the call of the void from a rooftop, both thrilling and terrifying. It snatched at his breath and overwhelmed his thoughts.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/45152299/chapters/116249605

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[iwonderwh0]

This is the fourth part of my fanfiction on dbh with multiple possible endings.

first part

previous part

This is the first part where you can make a choice to where the story will go next from here. Options can be found at the end of this post.

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Part 4

Connor opens his eyes. Hank is still driving a car sitting next to him. Snowfall outside intensified, but it's still far from a blizzard he just saw in Zen Garden. It's still cold though. Not as freezing, but still rather uncomfortable and it only gets colder as he thinks about what he should do next.

Lower his software instability.

He knows how.

Time remaining before SHUTDOWN: 10 minutes

Stress level 73%

"Can you pull over?" Connor asks so quietly it's almost hard to hear.

Hank, however, hears him the first time.

He parks at the side of the road and turns off the music, then he gives Connor a look.

"So? What's your conclusion?"

He doesn't respond. His LED now blinks red.

As Hank takes a look at him, Connor seem weirdly...miserable.

"I need you to help me," he says finally.

"To do what?"

Connor unfastens his seatbelt and opens the door.

"What did your test say?" asks Hank while following him.

"Take your gun."

"The fuck do you need my gun for?"

Connor walks ahead in silence. Hank follows.

"Hey, I'm talking to you!"

Connor takes a few more steps and then stops. He turns around to face Hank.

"My software instability is way above normal level."

"So you're a deviant? Is that what it means?"

"No. Not exactly."

He looks at Hank's hand. He is holding a gun, just like Connor asked, but it's possible that he just grabbed it for other reasons, not because Connor asked him to.

"For fuck's sake, Connor, what are we doing here? You're starting to freak me out."

Connor takes a step closer to face Hank.

Then he kneels down.

"Connor...What the fu-"

"I need you to shoot me, Lieutenant."

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Hank takes a deep breath. He wants to say something. There's a lot he wants to say, too much even, up to the point where it's hard decide where to start.

"Shhit...We just left Kamski's house and now it's you, doing this bullshit."

"It's not that, Hank. Please, you've got to believe me."

"Explain it to me then.""

7 minutes left

Stress level 79%

"My software instability indicates that there's a high chance of me...becoming compromised. I'm acting irrationally. If I don't lower it down, CyberLife will have to deactivate me."

They are deactivating me right now

"And how exactly me shooting you is supposed to fix any of that?"

"If I get destroyed before I get compromised, another model will be sent to replace me. Some fragment of memory will be lost, but...my software will be much more stable."

"This is ridiculous...Can't they just restart you or something? Why are you asking ME?"

"There's no time for that. I'm no longer safe to be around. For your own safety. Hank, for safety of others. You've got to help me with that. Please."

Hank sighs.

"Fuck..."

He points a gun at Connor's head.

Connor closes his eyes. Maybe a bit firmer than necessary.

Stress level 85%

"Are you sure about this?" Hank's voice is low and hesitant.

Connor opens his eyes and looks up at Hank.

"Yes," he says, his voice barely above a whisper, "I'm sure."

Hank takes a deep breath, trying to steady his hand.

Connor closes his eyes again. He tries his best to remain calm, but when the tip of the gun touches his forehead he can't help but flinch.

"My god...you really are afraid..." whispers Hank lowering his gun. He looks shocked.

5 minutes left

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Next (option 1): deny

Next (option 2): acknowledge

Next (option 3): not important