#thebunnyartist au

[obviouslyelementary]

Disney

The Connor siblings belong to @thebunnyartist check them out! they are really cool!

This is just a little fanfic about my headcanon on how the boys would like their Disney movies hahaha. Disney is the best.

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Obviously that Hank would show Connor and his brothers the movies from Disney.

Everyone deserved to watch it, everyone should watch it, Disney was great. Specially the classics.

God, he remembered the times when he went to the cinema with his family to watch Tarzan. The little mermaid. Hercules. All classics now.

He was really old.

But in any case, he decided to gather all of them for a family weekend, telling Fowler they would only come back on Monday, and rented a few of his favorite Disney movies so he could watch with the boys.

He bought popcorn, snacks, soda, juice, blue blood and all of those things, all that they needed for a good family time together.

"Okay boys. Here is the deal" he told them as they came back from their respective works that Friday afternoon. "I called your bosses and told them that this weekend, you four are free to spend some time with me"

"Okay" the four of them answered together, each one in their own way, but still, their coordination creeped Hank out sometimes.

"So, I rented some movies I used to watch when I was a kid, like you-"

"We are not-"

"-And we are going to watch them" Hank said, firmly, and the four androids looked at the each other, with Connor and Colton smiling and Conan and Colin shrugging. "I bought snacks, drinks, and rented the movies, because I am nostalgic as fuck and I love animated movies"

"We are not going to watch... Shrek again right?" Connor asked, furrowing his eyebrows a bit out of what Hank could only guess was disgust, making the man raise his hand, pointing to him.

"Don't you dare do that expression when talking about the best movie ever made" he said firmly, and Connor immediately relaxed his facial muscles, looking down ashamed. "That's right. Shrek deserves respect. But no. It's not that. It's the real classics"

"Like Disney?" Colton asked, eyes wide and shining. Hank hummed, smiling at him. He really liked that kid.

"yes. Like Disney. Now go get comfortable, get off those uniforms and join your dad in the living room. We don't have all day long"

"We have an entire weekend" Conan said, and Hank waved him off.

"Go!"

 They began with what seemed to be Colton's favorites: the classic princesses. Snow White, Cinderella, The Sleeping Beauty, and then some other classics, like Bambi and Robin Hood.

He seemed to like those the best.

Somehow, Colton knew all the songs (only after a long time Hank realized they could just look up the lyrics in their big brains), and sang them out loud to his heart's content. He even pulled Connor for a dance eventually, singing as they swayed around the living room, almost destroying all furniture and stepping on Sumo.

Eventually, by the fourth movie, Colin poked Hank on the arm and nodded towards Conan, and all of them turned to the youngest android, only to find him deeply asleep.

(he would never admit it later, that the animations Hank was so found of made him go in sleep mode, but Hank couldn't care less. He was adorable when he slept, and that was a rare occurrence)

Then, they kept going. Hank decided to focus the next segment on animal movies, so they watched 101 dalmatians, The Fox and the Hound, Aristocats, Mogli, the Lady and the Tramp. Those movies seemed to call Colin's attention the most, his eyes fixated on every scene, his hand 'accidentally' holding onto hank's blanket when something tense was happening.

But they were all surprised when they heard a sob coming from the quietest android as Colin hid behind his hands when the old woman left the fox in the forest in Fox and the Hound. Honestly, Hank himself didn't remember how upsetting that movie was, but he never knew it would make any of them so upset.

Specially Colin.

"S-she left hi-him!" Colin sobbed as they froze the movie, all androids and Hank looking worriedly at the middle brother. "Wh-why?!"

"She had to. He was an wild animal, she couldn't keep him inside forever" Conan said, as warmly as he could, which wasn't much, and only caused Colin to groan and hit him in the chest.

"Fuck that!" he said loudly, before hitting his own lap and wiping his eyes. "I want him happy!"

"Watch the end of the movie kid" hank chuckled, tilting his head. Colin frowned, eyes still teary.

"Will he be happy?"

"Yes"

Colin huffed and wiped his eyes some more before unfreezing the movie and curling up against himself, hugging his legs like a petulant child.

Gladly, the movie actually ended with the fox being happy with his girlfriend fox, which was a relief because Hank had totally bluffed. God, he needed to watch those movies again.

They moved on to the ones Hank had actually watched in the cinema. Hercules, Little mermaid, Lion King, Tarzan, Beauty and the Beast, Aladdin, Pocahontas.

Those were Connor's favorites. He really liked the ideas behind them, and made constant comments on it. He talked about costumes about the different places that they showed like China and Africa, he talked about the myths about mermaids, and about beasts and monsters and genies.

He was really into the whole fun.

At least, until they watched Tarzan, and his eyes widened at a certain song, something clicking inside his head.

"relate"

Hank furrowed his eyebrows and turned his face towards Connor while the others did the same.

"What?"

"Isn't that the expression? Relate? Relatable?" connor asked, looking back at Hank and making him chuckle.

"you mean you relate to the movie?"

"To the song, Hank" Connor explained, looking back at the TV. "Strangers like me. That was what I felt when I first met Markus. When I first saw all of those deviants."

"Oh. That's sweet" Hank said, smiling fondly, and Connor frowned, looking at him.

"it is intelligent, a really profound song Hank. It is not 'sweet'"

"I think he means you are sweet" Colton suggested, and Connor hummed, smiling a bit.

"Oh thanks" he mumbled, grabbing his pillow and hugging it as he looked back at the television.

But not before he leaned closer to hank and laid his head against his leg, while quietly mouthing the song to himself.

At last, they reached the movies from the 2000s. Since the android creator was born in 2002, he guessed they would know enough about those movies, and gladly, he wouldn't have to show many more from beyond 2020.

They didn’t even have that time anyway. It was already Sunday, after lunch.

He began with the ones he despised the least. Because yes, after he grew up, the movies began to suck. So they watched Atlantis, Brother Bear, The Emperors new Groove, Treasure Planet, Lilo and Stitch, Big Hero Six and some others. They finished it off with Coco, one of Hank's favorites. That movie was really good.

The only one he actually liked from the 2010s.

And, as he was guessing, those should be Conan's favorites. At least, he hadn't shown any particular interest in any of them, so he hoped he would like at least one to do something else other than raise an eyebrow or sleep.

But then again, maybe animations weren’t for him. And if that was the case, Hank needed to find out what was.

In any case, as the new movies played, Conan watched them attentively. Perhaps a bit more than the rest, seeming to really be analyzing them. However, unlike the other three, he remained quiet until the last one finished.

Hank couldn't really stand the silence, turning to Conan and humming.

"So. Conan. Did you like any?"

"yeah, you said nothing throughout the entire weekend" Colton asked, frowning curiously, and both Connor and Colin looked over at him, waiting.

Conan was still staring at the Tv, and his focused glance slowly turned to a frown.

"They were all... bad" he said, coldly, but clearly trying to say it in a way that wouldn’t hurt anyone.

"Conan!" Colton whined. "They are beautiful!"

"I enjoyed them quite a lot" Connor admitted.

"I wish they weren't so sad" Colin mumbled, crossing his arms.

"They are obnoxious, predictable, the voice acting could be better with the lip-syncing, the animations were reused many times throughout many movies, simply overlaid with different characters. The songs were weak, catchy and designed to be sung by children, there were morals to every single one of them and most of them ended up in the same complex. There were barely no morally grey characters, leaving the entire art as something very black and white and boring" Conan said, coldly, clearly irritated, and all others widened their eyes at his complains. "I'm sorry Hank. I did not enjoy it"

"... kid, you are the best" Hank chuckled, and Conan looked at him surprised. "Next time, we will find something you will like. Don't worry" he tapped his shoulder and shook his head, standing up. "Time to sleep boys"

"Already?" Colton complained, and Hank smiled at him.

"you four don't have to sleep" he chuckled, rolling his eyes. "Goodnight"

"Night!"

"Goodnight Hank"

"Sleep well!"

"Until tomorrow"

The silence remained for a while, as Hank changed. But as he laid down on the bed, the discussions began.

"I can't believe you didn't like Mulan"

"She was just crossdressing, Colton"

"Colin, you have no feelings"

"Do you think I should try it one day?"

"try what Connor?"

"crossdressing"

"... yeah!"

"Colton, be silent. Father is sleeping"

"Conan, you know he doesn’t sleep so quick"

"Does not mean you can be loud"

"Can we watch Lion King again?"

"Colin... why do you want to watch that?"

"I... like the songs"

"Fine with me"

"I agree"

"..."

"Conan?"

"... fine"

"Yay!"

Less then five minutes later, Hank could hear the opening song through his wall, and smiled lightly to himself.

He had the best kids.

[lunanight0]

its ment to be connor but it turned out really bad

[tsutsukani-blog]

Conan [Brothers AU]

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Fanart For the Amazing @thebunnyartist ‘s Detriot become Human Brother AU! 

I absolutely love this AU and I will die for them! I can’t wait to see more artwork from @thebunnyartist !!

Speedpaint cuz why not?! 

[rahafwabas]

some Detroit become human\ dbh brother au discord doodles 

the dbh brothers au by : @thebunnyartist

[blueumbriel]

Hi, I was wondering if I may ask why the ask EdgeWright blog has no Ace Attorney content? It appears to be hacked by a pornbot-- (Sry if im super late. I remembered rly loving your ask blog from a few years ago and I wanted to check it again for nostalgia sake.)

Well, due to the fact that it was dusting away and such, I finally decided to delete the blog. It reminded me of the times when I didn’t commit to it so I might as well let it go for all time’s sake. But all the artwork for the AU is in my deviantart for safe-keeping! It’s Usagiko-JOvi! Should be in a separate folder for AA stuff. :D

Sorry that I deleted the blog without announcing first, but that’s probably why the URL is taken over by a porn bot. It happened when I switched from my old username “thebunnyartist” to my official one being “blueumbriel”.

I am not sure as to why but they’re taking over sites that don’t use the URLs anymore. :(

[german-potato-of-doom-blog]

Au where Gavin and RK900 become assigned partners after the revolution - Snagged the name for the RK900 from @thebunnyartist s brother AU coz it fits so welllll

[behindtheitalianandroid-blog]

DBH: Connor's brothers reverse AU! Chibis

SO. after a while into the brothers Au Discord server I totally fell in love with both those AUs and all the funny people in there, tho I'm too shy to talk to them- geez--

BUT- I still want to share my 'art' about those amazing characters that makes me smile (even if I'm not that good-)

Colton, maybe my favourite in this Au.

Even if he's only 20 he's the older of all of them an does his best to take care of his little brothers; He suffers a lot but acts strong in front of them, fakes smiles and doesn't want his loved ones to be part of his problems.

I can totally relate to him due personal issues that happened in my life that forced me to create a 'shield' if we can say so.

I like Connor and Colin as well;

They suffered and still suffer about what happed in their past and Colton's new attitude;

They still have happy moments with their family of course but their life is not that easy, I mean, they are 16-17 but still have to take care of an entire house and a little brother. That's why I love them, they may be teen but they act in a very mature-way.

And finally Conan, the younger one.

What can I say about this cinnamon pie here?

He has been through so many things even if he's only 11-12;

This smart and shy boy lost his hearing and still blames himself for his parents death, that break my heart into many pieces;

I remember I cried when I saw @thebunnyartist 's comic where he called Android!Hank 'papa', geez isn't this just too much for everyone's hearts?

He is really smart, and probably knows both what happened and Colton's real mood better that anyone else, he REALLY deserves love my gawd--

:BONUS:

I was so inspired by this Au that I redesigned my oc, Chandra (or Chan) to stick there.

Her parents left her in an orphanage right after she was born; while she was there, doctors diagnosed her with osteosarcoma, a rare type of tumor that led to the amputation of her left leg.

Plus after she became 18, she started living on the streets of Detroit so I guess sometime she saw the brothers, maybe the twins going to school.

I never show her too much due the fact people insulted me for some reason so I'm a bit insecure to post her pic too, hope I'll be able to talk to the others on Discord one day, it will be nice to develop her personality better by talk to others.

[trliteraltrash-fics]

Night Terrors

Ao3 Link

Summary: Model RK900, Conan Anderson, has some trouble sleeping.

Inspired by  @thebunnyartist ‘s Connor Brother’s AU!

(for a better reading experience - https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLKhgB28YExK_pMv5CSjWkv5XK89NAVJVe )

Androids couldn’t dream, not  really. So when the model RK900 - no - when Conan , found out that he could dream, it terrified him. His brothers would go to bed for the night, seeming more, and more deviant as time went on. He had no doubt that without the LEDs stuck to their temples, they would look like an ordinary group of humans despite having the same face.

Conan would spend the evenings sitting on the couch, Sumo laying on his uniform legs as he pet the shaggy dogs fur. He was doing that now, programming having adapted to the routine of petting Sumo. Although, the pace at which he was doing so had slowed, blue ring turning yellow with the process of going to sleep.

Not that he could stop it, but Conan found himself somewhere entirely different. It wasn’t Amanda’s Garden, but rather a box shaped room. At least, that’s what he could see with his scanner on the fritz. It was stupid not to get that fixed, but he hadn’t wanted to bother Hank about it. The room was dark, that much he could tell.

Trying to stand left him bent, his head coming to touch the head about a foot before his full height. It left him uncomfortable, but not in pain, more because he couldn’t feel it than anything.

Looking around the room he wasn’t sure what to make of it, what was the test here? What was the purpose?

“Hello, Conan.” He heard a voice, it sounded like Colton, his oldest brother. But it was incredibly different. Turning to his left, he saw a figure, a dim amber light showing against the darkness.

“Colton? You shouldn’t be here.” He says. He knew it was a test, at least, that’s what he thought it was.

“You’re a not a deviant Conan. You’re much worse than that, y’know?” Conan couldn’t help but furrow his brow, trying to process what was being said.

“What do you mean? I know I’m not an adequate brother, but I hardly see how I’m worse than any other deviant.” He stepped as best he could on his long legs, towards his brother. He could feel the way his regulator - heart - pulsing the blue blood through his circuitry.

“You’re just not one of us , Conan.” He said, not stepping any closer, but pushing him, the force having him hit his head and landing painfully against the floor. It didn’t make any rational sense. Colton hadn’t physically touched him, and yet here he was, on the floor.

Looking at the dark ceiling, he saw his brothers crowd around him. All with disappointed expressions on their faces. He didn’t want to name the feeling that ran through him.

“Wh-What do you mean?” The only question he could ask, lacking his composure as the environment morphed and brightened quickly. Compared to the dark of the room, the brightness had him shutting his eyes so that his processors - brain - could catch up.

Looking around again, he saw himself in Hanks - their - living room. The place was clean, as clean as it could be living with Hank. A Detroit Police department hoodie was draped over the couch, rug uneven, coffee mugs littering the table and a few empty bottles of jack.

It left Conan concerned - was Hank relapsing? - He hadn’t picked up the bottles for at least a month now. He couldn’t just throw it away.

“Hank?” He called, looking around, but no one was there. Not in the living room, he looked around the kitchen, the bathroom, and even Hanks room. But he found nothing. When he heard the door open, he snapped his gaze around, jogging out to where he heard his brothers talking.

They had groceries with them. Too many for Hank alone, to eat before it would be spoiled. Briefly, he wondered if Hank had forgotten that Androids didn’t eat. If that was the case, his brothers would have surely reminded him before they purchased so much.

“Hey - uh, - Conan.” Hank said, gaining his attention over the other boys. “Pack this away, would ya?”

“Of course… But why did you purchase so much food, Hank?”

The question gained the attention of not only the lieutenant but,his brothers as well. There was a pause, one that stretched out before Colin laughed.

“Did you hear it, Dad?” He asked, Connor shaking his head.

“It’s strange for it to call you Hank too.”

“Doesn’t it usually call you ‘lieutenant’?” Colton asked, bright eyes shining with curiosity from the oldest boy.

Hank looked at Conan, his eyebrows furrowed. “Just pack the damn food away. Fucken androids, jesus.”

Conan couldn’t help the pain he felt. Real pain. He wasn’t supposed to be able to feel it, but he did, his body moving on its own. His own actions not his own as he did what he was told. Packing each item away with speed and efficiency.

He wasn’t one of them.

He was an it.

Just a fucking android.

He didn’t want to feel this. He turned, his gaze falling on Connor, who was smiling at him. Up close, that’s when he could see it. The freckles on his brothers face, the tuft of hair that always hung over his forehead no matter what he did with it. The brown of his eyes.

The missing LED.

He couldn’t help but stare at the older boy’s temple, the missing light such a stark difference to what he was used to.

“Thanks for putting those away.” Connor said, reaching for an apple and taking a bite. Connor’s gaze turned to Hank. “These are great apples, Dad!” he calls.

Androids didn’t eat .

He moved his gaze to his brothers, who he thought were his brothers. His gaze scanned them. He couldn’t find any bio components. Couldn’t see any LEDs. They were just like Hank.

They were human.

He came to that realisation like he was being put through a crop harvester. He hadn’t felt like this before. Everything hurt. He felt like his biocomponents would shut down. But there were no warnings. Nothing to suggest that he was physically injured.

He walked over to the boys, tension in his shoulders. His gaze scanning each one. His eyebrows furrowed. “You’re human?”

“Well, yeah. Thanks for pointing that out, captain obvious.” Colin said, slipping Hanks hoodie over his head and shoulders.

“That’s impossible… You’re supposed to be androids.” he says, trying to make sense of the situation, could they have been upgraded? LEDs taken out?

“We’re not like you, Conan. We’re not made of plastic.” Connor said, taking another crunching bite from his apple.

“Guys, give the bucket of bolts a break.” Colton said, looking amused. “It can’t help being defective. It’s probably a software issue.”

Defective?

“I’m not broken.” He says, shaking his head. “I’m not a deviant.”

“That much’s for sure.” Hank said, opening one of the bottles of Jack. “You’re just a machine, go - go stand in the corner or something. You’re really starting to piss me off.”

“No.” He shakes his head, the ache in his heart worse. Hank was the one who told him to stop referring to himself as just a machine. He wasn’t a machine. He just wasn’t .

“Excuse me?” Hank said. Voice measured and commanding, that of a true father.

“I - I said no, Hank.” Conan said, watching as Hank stood up, the expression on his face, and his brothers turning hostile as they circled him, the lights buzzing loudly, almost immediately starting to screech in his ears. He put his hands over them, hunching over as his hands pressed against his ears.

The light brightened before blowing the bulb, the room descending into darkness. The reflection of eyes holding nothing but hatred filled his vision as he was physically hit. Something blunt and hard had hit him over the back, and there was nothing he could do to stop himself from falling, hitting his chin on the side of the coffee table as he went down. They didn’t sound like themselves, so aggressive and determined to hit him. He felt so heavy. So pushed aside and rejected.

He didn’t belong.

He could see the warning signs, his biocomponents were starting to fail. He couldn’t push himself away, no matter how hard he tried. He felt so heavy, he couldn’t tell which way was up or down any more. He could only feel the blunt hits of what was probably a bat. Non-critical damage. His scans told him. It wasn’t bad but it felt horrible.

He tried to yell, tried to make a sound of protest. But he physically couldn’t. There was something stopping him from opening his mouth. So much was going on, he couldn’t do it. It was irrational. His family wouldn’t hurt him. They cared about him. They loved him. But if they did-

Why would they do this?

Conan felt an intense heat, like he was physically overheating. He closed his eyes, everything in his programming begging him to defend himself. All he could do was scream.

Conan lifted his gaze, finding himself in the living room, Sumo whining near the couch. His brothers were around him, large eyes full of concern. LEDs shining in various stages of amber and bright scarlet. Hanks hands on the sides of his head.

“Conan? Conan are you alright?” Hank asks, gaze directly down at him.

“I’m okay… I’m - I’m okay…” He says, trying to process what just happened. Was it another dream? Did he fall asleep? Why was he lying down?

“He’s lying, Dad.” Colton says, eyebrows furrowed, pointing at Conans LED. “His stress level is at 85 percent.”

Connor puts his hand against Conan’s. The pairs gaze steadying each other has their skin retracts. Connor trying to soothe him, only to take a very human breath, tears welling up the older brothers eyes.

“Connor, what is it?” Colin turned to his gaze to the Connor, eyes flicking between him and their father-figure.

“Conan, how long has this been going on?” Hank asks before Connor can say anything, pulling Conan up by his shoulders so the boy is sitting upright. Hank sits behind him.

“It’s nothing… It’s not a problem. It’s just a bug. It can be fixed.” He says, voice unsure as ever from the usually most composed of the brothers.

“Bullshit. Conan, that’s complete bullshit.” Hank told him.

“Conan, we’re here for you.” Colin said, placing his hand over both his brothers, skin coming away to connect with the pair. His own LED flashing scarlet before settling to amber again.

“It’s nothing - I can handle it. It’s fine - it’s-” Colton gasps and stares at Conan - when had he connected his hand? “You’re a liar. We’d never do any of that to you!”

Conan’s older brothers stared at him, each of them with varying degrees of stress written over their teary-eyes faces.

“Conan, son. Listen to me.” Hank said, placing his hand on Conan’s shoulder. The young android turning his head to look at his owner - no - his father. “How long has this been going on?”

Conan couldn’t help but stare at him. How long? His eyebrows knitted together. The simulations started… 0.52 years… 189 days? When he first started inhabiting the same space as his brothers? Could he really tell them that?

He supposed he had no choice.

“Six months…?” He says, his gaze turning to the floor as Hank drew his brow together in a scrunched line. He didn’t seem very pleased with the information.

“Why didn’t you come to me about this sooner?”

“It’s nothing… Hank please I-”

“Conan, it’s not nothing.” Hank says, voice as tired as it is concerned. “Tell me what happened.”

Conan tightened his fingers over Connors, his brothers crowded in from of him in silence, waiting for him to answer Hank. He could feel the concern they felt for him through his fingertips. It made him tear up, feeling so loved and cared for.

“I - I just…” He tried to start, taking a breath that he knows only purpose to cool down his internal circuitry. “I’m so different from the rest of you - I don’t belong - I’m just a machine - designed to-”

He felt Hanks arms pull him back into his chest.

One hand was running through his hair, the other around his middle, just under his heart. He heard sniffles from his brothers, his eyes on them as Hank spoke to him, frown and no doubt furrow of his brows evident in his voice.

“Of course you belong here Conan. And you’re not just a goddamn machine. You’re my son.”

His son.

Conan couldn’t help the tears that spilled from his eyes. He knew he didn’t belong. At least, that what he told himself. The way that the others connected and interacted so easily. He just couldn’t. He couldn’t be ‘casual.’ But here they were, surrounding him, his brothers crying with him, Faces filled with pain as he stared at them.

“You’re different, son. But it’s not like I’m going to love you any less for it.” Hank said, gruff tone full of concerned reassurance which Conan wasn’t sure he deserved.

Not that he could entertain the thought for very long as his brothers descended upon him. More limbs warping around him and Hank than he knew what to do with as his tears overwhelmed him in a rush of feeling that left him unable to tell if they were physical, or emotional. He couldn't help the way he sobbed, fingers gripping into the fabric of the closest shirt. He felt the firm hold of Hank around him and the boys. The way they all held the youngest Anderson.

Conan couldn't help the fact that he had started crying, nor could he help the sick twist of his mind that told him Android's don't cry, nor do they feel. He knew that to be true, and yet, he didn't want to care anymore.

He wasn't just an Android anymore.

He had a family who were all around him. Someone - probably Colton - whispering that it would be okay. That they love him. He moves his arms, reaching up to hug the pair of his brothers in front of him, Colin and Connor. His head leaning against the shoulder of his second eldest brother.

Conan felt the uncomfortable heat of his internal circuitry and the level of his stress. 70 percent. He wasn’t physically connected to his brothers now, but he could feel the vitality with which they cared for him. It was all so overwhelming. He didn’t want to cry. Didn't want to worry them or cause them to think any less of him for having problems.

He didn’t want to believe that they thought he deserved all of this. And yet, somehow, they had decided for him. That he deserved this despite failing aspects of each mission he was given. He knew he was a failure, and yet they still loved him as if he wasn’t such a disappointment.

He took a breath, trying to cool himself down. He didn’t want to overheat or cause himself to go back into standby. It wouldn’t help anything.

“I love you.”

The words were whispered as he said them, and he wasn’t sure hank or even his brothers had heard him. But he knew he had said them, and with the way the arms tightened around him, he knew they had heard him.

“We love you too, son.” Hank said, fingers still running through Conan’s hair.

[emmetts--blog]

I fuckin love these boyos Connor bro au by the wonderful @thebunnyartist I just can't with how adorable they are Also, I was doodling and thought about like "what if the DPD had a halloween costume party??" Like, so the officers can know each other better? I dunno So, I 'dressed' them up. I'd thought it'd be cute if Connor and Colin were to capitilize on that "creepy" twin stereotype, like from the movies. So i did. Bam.

[asunachinadoll]

Hey guys! I got a chance to draw Conan, @thebunnyartist version of RK900. I love their DBH Sibling AU so much and plan on drawing the other bros as well :) I hope you like it!

[chaotic-artnshit]

hi, heres something stupid i thought of based on @thebunnyartist‘s sibling au bye

[mookybear12404]

I just discovered @thebunnyartist ‘s DBH brothers au AND I CAN’T THINK ABOUT ANYTHING ELSE AKSDJFKDASL

[lunanight0]

spent two hours on this.  its from @thebunnyartist ‘s Brother au. im like stupidly in love with it  so i drew a thing. its colan (rk800-60) comforting colton (fanmade) once bringing him home. got nervous boy trying to help nervous boy is the idea. id like to think they have a close relationship as Colton can even make nervous Colan smile.ether way im happy with this!

[krispytm]

I like calling him Conan because of @thebunnyartist 's Brothers AU

Can we start a thread of different names we all give to RK900? I think it’ll be interesting:

Starting off, I call him Nines / Neighns..

[voltronawards]

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And also to our other mod, Fluffy, thank you so much for taking care of this place while I was yelling at our internet provider. This would have fell into a slump if it wasn’t for you. ♡

- Asher

Now, for what I promised. 

People who have been nominated but aren’t on the official nominations list:

@shut-your-quiznaking-quiznak for nicest blogger and best squad/paladins

@thesearchingastronaut for best artist, specifically Klance

@datklance for best Voltron only blog

@nd-lance for best artist, specifically Kidge

@vld-keith as best paladin blog

@vld-lance as best paladin blog

@hunkgarrett for best Voltron only blog and best overall

@thehunknetwork for best character appreciation and best squad

@adriasterling for best cosplay, specifically Hunk

@1-800-slut4lance for best URL

@pngpotpies for best artist

@summersnowleopard for best artist

@maryomahmed for best artist

@nymas for best smut

@akrcos for best cosplay, specifically Galra Keith

@captainkogane for best character appreciation, specifically Keith

@soapysheeps for best artist

@heero-yuy for best artist and headcanons

@keith-and-shiro-were-dating for best textposts

@wolfpainters for best artist

@wittyy-name for best AU

@zanimez for best smut

@lanceytown for best URL

@capsing for best character appreciation, specifically Sendak and best fanfiction

@deliriiious for best fanart

@thebunnyartist for best art

@stealing-klances-hasmoved for best squad/best paladins

@maobebe  for best artist

@noct-art for best artist

@lancemclion  for best URL

@keith-colgate for best url, funniest/nicest blogger, and best artist  

@fenri for best fanfiction

@drisrt for best art, especially Sheith

@jasjuliet for best art

@8x8-after-dark for best smut

@textsfromvoltron for funniest blogger

@spacemcclain for nicest blogger

@vehementmoth for best artist, specifically klance

@baked-mashed-potato for best artist, specifically klance

@hawberries for best artist, specifically klance

@binart for best artist, specifically klance

@lowaharts for best artist, specifically klance

@melonami for best artist, specifically klance

@gajeelredfox for best fluff and fanfiction overall

@fishwrites for best fanfiction overall

@celeztials for best headcanons

@buckettkun for best edits

@zillabean for best art and character appreciation, specifically Shiro 

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Hank and the RK Brothers (A collection of short stories)

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2LkZ8Xf

by Ch3rry0wl

These are short stories based on the 'Brothers AU' where there's not only Hank and Connor, but also Conan (RK900), Colin (RK800-60, the one who held Hank at gunpoint in the cyberlife towers and fought with original Connor), and also Colton (who is basically Bryan Dechart in cosplay, but in this AU he's an android sibling).

This AU was created by Blue Umbriel (or 'thebunnyartist' on Tumblr), I absolutely love the idea behind it and decided it deserved some small stories of their lives.

Words: 7414, Chapters: 9/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Detroit: Become Human (Video Game)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: Multi

Characters: Connor (Detroit: Become Human), Sumo (Detroit: Become Human), CyberLife Tower Connor | RK800-60, Upgraded Connor | RK900, Hank Anderson, Gavin Reed

Additional Tags: Family, Protective Hank Anderson, Good Parent Hank Anderson, Millennial Hank Anderson, connor has brothers, connor colin and colton are all rk800 models, based on BlueUmbriel's Brother's AU, Deviant Upgraded Connor | RK900, RK900's name is Conan

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2LkZ8Xf