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Why don’t you allow female presenting reader to interact 😭 it’s just a genuine question cuz I’m jus so confused..

Hi, I've been inactive for a bit, taking a step back from writing and all that jazz, but think I should point this out, because this question is asked so many times on male reader blogs.

Fem reader content is everywhere. There's a huge amount of fanfics made for fem readers, I'm just not one of the people who's making them.

I'm trying to create a safe space for male-aligned readers. I especially don't want fem-aligned people to be fetishizing any of my works.

lastly, my stuff isn't written for fem readers, so what's the point of sticking around if my content isn't being made for you? I can assure you there's so many more DBH fanfic writers that can cater to fem-aligned readers, and if you have a specific request, I'm sure they'd be happy to write it for you if you asked/payed them :)

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Hello! Can I request a Markus x ftm reader smut?

Stress Relief

Fem aligned people (+ She/Her users) DNI

FTM Reader x Markus

Smut - Detroit Become Human Warnings: Genitilia terms for reader (hole, handsome dick, tdick, dick chest), praise, fingering, riding, face-fucking, mentions of overstimulation and eating out, (request was top/bottom specified, so Reader bottom, Markus top since my last smut was the other way around with Hank), did not write the after care in this one

note: if something is not mentioned in the warnings, please tell me

Markus and I were at Jericho's boat. It was late. Everyone at this point had either left or were asleep in the lower level. Meanwhile, Markus and I are in our main quarters at the upper level. I look over the map that I have in front of me, little dots scattered around to show where our next peaceful protests and demonstrations would be. I've been worried about them for the past week or so since police have been catching up slowly to our tracks...

"[Name].." Markus sighs, walking up behind me and placing his hand on my lower back, "you should take a break. You've looked at that map 20 times today alone"

"I know" I huff, "I'm just worried. I'm stressed! More and more androids are getting in danger because of us *provoking* humans."

I finally look at my boyfriend, seeing the tired look on each other's faces. We've been working ourselves too hard, and it finally clicked for the both of us. I sigh in defeat, straightening my back as I let go of the map and lean closer to him. He places his hand on my cheek and gives me a small smile, his eyes softened as I lean closer to his touch...

Slowly, I let Markus press himself against me, wrapping his arms around my waist. I chuckled, feeling his hands start to roam on my body.. "Wanna release some stress?" he asks softly. I lean closer into him, pressing my back against his chest, feeling our bodies pressed together. "Yeah" I whisper. He takes that as approval for his hands to roam under my shirt and got a little higher. I feel Markus moves his head, his mouth near my ear. He kissed the back of my ear, then moving to the tip, nibbling while his hands caressed my waist. I let out a soft gasp, feeling how good my sensitive ears made me react when Markus treated me like this. It didn't help that Markus was now playing with my nipples. He licked his middle finger and thumb before touching them gently.

I moaned softly, squirming as I felt Markus's bulge pressed against my ass. I took the opportunity to grind up against him, hearing him let out a deep groan in response, a playful look in his eyes.

"Oh? That's how we're gonna play?" he asked with a smug smile. I turn around, "we could continue this on the couch..." I whisper, starting to unbutton my shirt. Markus's LED flashed to yellow for a moment as he swallowed, his smug look never leaving him. He got on the couch, slipping his clothes off before his legs spread while I instinctually get on my knees between his legs, my hands on his thighs. He was still in his dark blue trunks, and I could see a pre-cum stain on it. I smirked, moving my hands a little higher for a moment, inching my mouth closer to his bulge.

His eyes study me, wondering if I'll just suck him or tease him. One hand on my hair as he moves his hand gently to comfort me, and I know if I take him in my mouth, he'll push me closer to his dick. I take a shaky breath at the thought, one of my hands moving down to my pants hoping Markus doesn't notice.

I kiss his clothed cock, licking a stripe from the base to the tip, my heavy and hot breath right above it, my eyes looking up at Markus's face. His eyes are narrowed, small breaths escaping him.

I use my teeth to move his briefs down before putting my tongue on his tip. I hear him groan softly before I take his tip. His grip on my hair is still light, and I have my fingers right above my tdick, about to touch myself.

I progress, taking about 3 inches of his dick into my mouth, my fingers gently touching my own dick while I suck him off. I moan at my own touch, while I see Markus furrow his brows with a smirk on his face

"Is my boy touching his handsome dick?" he asks. I nod, taking another inch of him in my mouth. He takes a deep breath, "Fuck... touching yourself while sucking me? What a good boy.."

I moan softly at the praise, my eyes widening, "God I wanna spoil you. I wanna lay you down on this couch and eat you out" He huffs, "I wanna suck your dick and hear you moan so loud that the other members hear you. And when you finally cum, I won't stop just yet. I wanna suck your sensitive boy dick..." he gasps in both pleasure and shock once his dick hits the back of my throat.

"Shit- you okay?" He asks, stopping any and all movement. I take my mouth off him, taking a deep breath, my vision all hazy "Yeah- yeah..." I pant

"Do you wanna keep going?" Markus asks, a worried look on his face. I nod, "Yeah, can you fuck my mouth a little while I touch myself?" I ask. He smiles softly and nods, "I can. Tap my thigh if it's too much or you wanna move on, got it?"

"Thank you" I smile, returning his dick into my mouth. I close my eyes, enjoying the feeling of pleasure only. I slip my hands down to my tdick again while he slowly and gently thrusts himself into my mouth. My moans vibrated against him while his groans fueled my pleasure, stirring my on.

With every passing second, every little praise that slipped from Markus, we were getting closer. But I didn't want him to cum yet... I slowly open my eyes and look up at him, seeing how desperate he looked-- how close he was getting to cum. I tap his thigh, getting his attention again. I move my face away, swallowing the pre in my mouth, "I can't let you cum yet... I wanna ride you" I say.

"you evil evil person" Markus huffs, realizing I'm edging him. I chuckled, getting up from my knees and moving my hair out of the way. He spreads sits back watching me strip my underwear off. Every time he looks at my tdick, I always see this look of love and adoration (and salavating). Even since day 1 of him seeing it.

"Let me touch you first, please.." He says softly to which I agree happily with. I already worked myself open when I was sucking him off, but seeing Markus still wanna touch my tdick and hole always made me so horny.

He swallows while I sit over him, he moves his hand up my thigh and hovering right over my tdick

"Are you sure this is okay?" He asks, checking with me before proceeding. I nod, before feeling him gently press his finger onto my t-dick. I moan as he works me through on my tdick while his other hand moves towards my hole, slipping one finger in... and then 2.

I whine, loving Markus's attention on me. His eyes stick onto my lower region, watching his hands touch me, his fingers going in and out of me and spreading while his other hand is playing with my tdick.

"Please- please I really want to ride you, Markus... I want you to fee-" I inhale sharply feeling his fingers hit a good spot, "Fuck... feel good"

Markus chuckles in amusement, "Okay then..." he says, slipping his fingers away. I whine at the lack of contact but I know it'll be worth it. Since his hand is already wet with my... *you know*, he uses his hand to jerk himself a little to get himself fully hard again.

I take a deep breath, lowing myself a little, adjusting his dick to my hole. Slowly, slowly, I press him more and deeper inside of myself while I have my fingers jerk my tdick a little to add stimulation. I moan at the combination, arching closer towards him before I finally take all of him. I can feel how deep he is inside of me...

"Good boy... shit" He curses, "you feel amazing..."

I can only let out a small sound of comfort before starting to move around a little to test out how much longer I should wait. Maybe if I'm slow enough, I can...

I hear him let out a loud moan at my movement.

Fuck.

I move, starting to up and down, feeling his cock press against every perfect little spot when I settle, and feel the pleasure of repeating my movement.

I place my hands on his shoulders to hold him down and use him as a balance, fucking him while our room is filled by our moans "Fuck, you're doing so good. Keep going, [Name], you look so handsome playing with your dick while fucking- fucking yourself"

I nod, only speeding my pace, gasping and moaning, before feeling two of his fingers in my mouth. My eyes widen but I quickly start sucking on his fingers, whining and moaning on them. He pulls them away, a string of my saliva connected to it before i feel his fingers on my tdick, using my dick quickly, giving me no time to process before I almost fall on top of my, a loud and sudden gasp escaping me

"Fuck you-rself faster on me" He demands.

I nod, doing as he says, feeling himself thrust his hips into me while I thrust, our moans only getting louder... and I know we're both about to cum.

"Do it, [Name]. Cum on me, and I'll cum inside you" He orders. I nod, "thank you- thank you, I will" I chant softly, thrusting a little more to finally feel my entire body start tingling in pleasure, my mouth agape as I try to focus more on only our pleasure. By doing so I'm practically fucking myself dumb, before feeling myself finally cum...

Markus moans as he feels me squeeze around him, his hands on my waist as he pulls me fully down while he cums inside me...

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Yes Baxter, here we are. This is it. Today we have released a Patreon beta of the entire story of Mr. Ward!!!! Thank God. 

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Hank: I have to break up with [Name].

Connor: Why?

Hank: He's made me a more affectionate, open-minded person. And that stops now.

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*On A Mission*

Gavin: I want to kiss you.

Reader, not paying attention: What?

Gavin: I said if you die, I wont miss you.

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Can you write a Hank, Connor, Markus, and Luther (separately) x reader fic where the reader likes to dress feminine and likes to paint his nails and stuff like that and the reader wants to paint Hanks, Connors, Markus’s etc nails or like do their makeup? Please and thank you 💗

Feminine Reader w/ DBH guys HCs

Fem aligned people (+ She/Her users) DNI

[FTM Friendly] Male Reader x DBH Guys

Fluff/Hcs

Detroit Become Human

Hank:

When he first met you, he felt happy that you felt so confident in how you express yourself.

It's what pulled himself to you in the first place

He loves also having pictures of you too because of it

He finds it contrast dynamics really attractive. He's a gruff "Hawaiian shirt" kinda guy who's dating a sweet "Cardigan with Fancy Pants" guy

Makes his heart melt

Especially if there's a height difference (Either way if you're taller or shorter, he loves height difference)

I feel like it'd take him a lot of convincing for him to wear makeup, especially if you try to get him to wear it outside of the house

but nail painting is on the table.

Colors like pink, or blue, or black if it goes well with his shirt

He's also very supportive of multicolor

Like having a dark blue on his index fingers while all the other nails are black

Now if you wanna do makeup, it'll take a while. But once you've finally convinced him (and maybe even promised that it'll only be an at home thing) he'll finally give in

He's a little flinchy, and pretends to hate it, and though for him the makeup feels "Heavy"

he still enjoys the end result, especially if you like it too

Connor:

It didn't phase him at all when he first met you

in fact, he never really paid attention to the fact until he introduced you to Hank

After you had left and it was just him and Hank, Hank started to explain to him the comparison's of how guys tend to wear more masculine things rather than feminine

Connor starts learning about fashion after that from magazines

I mean, if Connor were offered a dress or a tux, he wouldn't care for either, really. "It depends on the occasion" he says.

But now when he's with you, he's singing more praises towards you

He's more away of how others and you dress

"You're wearing pretty make up today" "Your shirt and nail match! :)" "So you're telling me you purposely match your shoes with your tops?"

If you ever try to paint his nails or do his makeup, he'll absolutely, with no hesitation, accept.

he could watch you paint his nails all day

He could chat your ears off while you do his makeup too

He loves the idea of makeup and painting his nails

Markus:

You're one of Carl's friends, one of the few that still care for him as a person, so Carl doesn't have one problem with you and introduces you to Markus

Markus's first thoughts of you was "Wow, he's really sweet and looks cute..."

You eventually start dating, and that means adding new clothes to impress your android boyfriend

You stop by the house every week to visit and take care of Carl

and to visit your boyfriend

Carl teaches you to paint, and you show him your makeup skills

One day, Markus will be doing dishes while you and Carl talk and Carl says something like

"You should do Markus's makeup"

He probably only said that cus Markus may have said some things about wanting you to paint his nails and stuff, but he thought Carl was already asleep by them

You happily bring it up later in private after Carl's asleep

And Markus is secretly very excited about it too

Do his makeup, paint his nails, he loves it all <3

Luther

Luther loves praising others, and loves to call you handsome and pretty all the time

He offers his face and hands to you the very moment you meet

"Oh you have very cool hands, do you mind painting my nails someday?"

"I like your makeup, maybe you could teach me?"

He's a very Quality Time romantic

So when you spend time focusing on making him almost as handsome as you, he can't help that he likes you this much.

He loves your clothing choice as well, and he seems like the type to also know some fashion tips, so he'll give you advice once in a while

As long as you want it

and if you're willing to give him advice too

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Hi! I was wondering if you could write the dbh boys helping their boyfriend get ready and celebrating Rosh HaShanah (Jewish new year)? If you’re uncomfortable or don’t want to that’s totally fine!!

Hank Anderson Celebrating Rosh HaShanah with You HCs

Fem aligned people (+ She/Her users) DNI / Minors DNI

(FTM Friendly) Male Reader x Hank Anderson

Detroit Become Human/Short Hcs

Note: I apologize for making this one character and not what the request asked for specifically, but I couldn't really find a way to write this for all the characters.

Also I'm not jewish, though I ended up talking to a friend for a moment about this and how they've celebrated it with their non-jewish partner and some googled research, but if I got any concepts wrong here, messages/PMs are welcome, I wanna be clear on this :)

Additional Note before post: Is anyone else's tumblr editing fucked up rn? Like the bulletpoints just aren't seperating rn..

You and Hank are certainly in an interfaith relationship as he's not someone who's not much of a religious person, but he is respectful in all aspects, and asks questions for his own interest

He had some vague ideas of what each Jewish holiday celebrates, but once you guys started dating, he was learning more and understanding what they truly meant.

He's happy to learn translations of prayers and verses since there's times he won't understand certain aspects

He'll also appreciate learning phrases on how to greet people in that holiday

and as you're getting ready and talking more about Rosh HaShanah coming up, he's offering to help you out and find way where you both can celebrate it.

Once Rosh HaShanah begins, you guys are both clear on how the 2 days will go.

There's a synagogue not too far for you to attend their services. If you offer him to go with you, he's happy to join, but he hopes that you lead him the entire way through as this is something new for him.

He'll use his new knowledge whenever people greet him, though he looks a little silly doing it

Whenever you're praying or reading the Torah at home, he'll make sure that the surroundings are quiet, since he knows you like a quiet room best when you're trying to focus (Though this is just an everyday life thing)

He offers to cook with you so that in the future, he can start doing the cooking himself someday while you clean the house (and to make sure he doesn't burn anything either)

He write down the directions and recipes in a book while learning

He wears reading glasses, end of story

Thankfully, because of the prep, you already have the food necessary for the cooking.

You both try out foods that you were raised with on this holiday, and some new ones you've found off the internet

The Detroit river is a fit place for when you do the "casting off" ceremony, so you take some rice from the kitchen and place it in your pocket in preparation

He'll walk/drive you there, wanting to accompany you and make sure that you don't feel lonely or get into trouble with onlookers.

While you guys sit down by the water, he'll listen to you while you talk about the things you're looking back at, the things you struggled with that year

Though he understands if you choose not to speak openly in that moment either.

It's your moment while you reflect to yourself, but you know that Hank's with you in the process. You aren't going to grow as a person alone, you have your partner to help with you as well.

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Reader: I can fit 15 marshmallows in my mouth

Markus: You're a danger to society

Reader:

Markus:

Simon: and a coward, do 20.

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Reader: What’s for dinner I’m dying

Hank: Don’t die on the good sofa it’s vintage

Reader: You’re vintage

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Hi I just saw that you write smut, could you write a hank x android smut (like a sequel to the hank x android reader fic you made) and hank kinda shows the reader what to do since the reader doesn’t really know how since he’s a android (but the reader does know about people having sex)Please and thank you 😊

First Time

Fem aligned people (+ She/Her users) DNI / Minors DNI

Deviant! AMAB Male Reader x Hank

Sequel to that other Deviant Male Reader story :)

NSFW/LONG (jesus christ it's fucking long) Fic - Warnings: Established Relationship, Android Virginity gone?, AMAB Reader (Terms like: dick, cock, hole), (The request did not clarify who's top/bottom so I made Hank bottom and Reader top). Soft sex. Minor hair pulling (kink)? Praise Kink, Blowjob (Hank receiving)

Detroit Become Human

Note: First time writing smut here, so it's gonna be my rusty smut writing.

3 months had passed since Hank and I's first kiss and our first date, and I'd been staying over at Hank's house more often since he thought that it'd be better for me to stay in a slightly more open room.

I've accustomed myself to Sumo, and the feeling of the shared bed Hank and I have now, and the silly movies that Hank enjoys.

Though, it seems that Hank tends to forget that I'm an android. He sometimes cooks food and offers it to me, or says "We've hung out this entire day and you haven't used the bathroom this whole day, have you talked to your doctor abut it?"

It's funny when he remembers, and it's nice to see him ask questions about me-- but I've realized that there's something else at the tip of his tongue. Like he's waiting for something, like he wants to say something.

It's been happening for maybe a week or so.

As I lay on his couch, scrolling through the tv channels, I notice him from the corner of my eye, leaning on the kitchen counter. He's hesitating again, nervous.

And I hear him take a deep breath.

"Do you know what sex is?"

Hank's avoiding eye contact at this point, and it's getting me worried

"I mean, I've read about it in the books that I have, so I know what it is. If you're asking me if I've had sex? No." I answered simply. His heart's beating faster and he's visibly nervous and blushing. It's cute.I place my eyes on him and only him,

"Right, so- fuck. I know this isn't supposed to be this nerve wracking to ask, but it's just.. it's been a long time and-" He pauses, as if looking for his words, but he's struggling.

I get up from the couch, walking over to him and place my hands on his waist to kiss him. The furthest we've ever gone is heated make out sessions, and the times that I play innocent and blind to me grinding up against him occasionally. "I want to take us to the next step too, if you're okay with that" I ask for him. He nods, furrowing his brows as he composes himself. He's breathing heavier and his hand firmly holding mine while we head to our room.

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"I'll be honest, I really don't know what I'm doing--" I admit, slipping my shirt off hesitantly. "That's okay, I can help" Hank reassures, "Just follow my lead, you shouldn't need to feel tense. For now, we can just take our clothes off" He sits on the edge of the bed, unbuttoning his shirt while I'm already down to my boxers. I take this opportunity to place my hands on Hank's belt, my fingers fidgeting with the buckle. He practically folds in front of me with eyes wides. "Can I help you with this?" I ask

"Yes" He huffs eagerly, watching me unbuckle his belt with ease, and unbutton his pants (with less ease). I let him pull his pants down, and there's this excitement that fills the room. Hank hasn't done this sort of thing in a while, as he'd confessed on our first date, while I'm inexperienced, but have a broad idea for what I'm in for.

He groans a bit to himself, palming himself over his boxers before scooting himself back into the bed, and with his other hand, pulling me towards him.

I laugh softly, running my hand through his hair before giving him light kisses to his mouth, cheek, forehead... and eventually to his neck, and that's where he starts to crumble. His breath hitches, and soft groans escape him as I leave hickeys and trails of kisses around his collarbone. Something I've never and will never get tired of.

His hand finds it's way to the back of my neck this time, grouping my hair into his hand and giving it a light tug to move me lower. To his chest.

I hum along, my hands roaming his body. He's perfect, from the way he lets out soft breaths of relief from the way I kiss and bite him, my hands groping his sides, and slowly moving up to his chest.

"Gently, I want you play with my nipples, okay?"

I look up at him and see his pleading eyes,

"Yes, love"

I place one hand over his nipple, and start playing with him, trying to discover his reactions and sweet sounds, curious for him. With the other, I start trailing my hand down to his lower stomach. He subtly thrusts his hips up for friction, only making him sigh in defeat as he realized I'm stopping there to tease him

"Did I tell you, you could just place your hand there?" He asks, knowing the answer. I purse my lips and shrug "I don't know what you're talking about"

"[Name], just-" He starts, "god, fuck you" he huffs. I chuckle, watching him writhe a little under me.

"What do you need?" I ask,

"Just touch me, put your hand on my dick" he orders. Though this is where I freeze. So far, all my knowledge from books and my relationship with Hank has gotten to this point. Teasing, flirting, the hickies- but me actually pleasuring someone with my hands?

He notices my hesitance before placing his hands on the sides of my face, "I'll tell you what to do, don't worry"

My eyes soften to his voice, and slowly I move my hand down to his clothed dick. He takes a deep breath, before whispering out "Good boy, just... keep moving your hand over it and be a little rougher"

I did as he said, applying slight pressure and repeating up and down movements over his dick, watching his breathing get heavier and his voice get whinier by the second. Though my curiosity starts getting the better of me. How would he react if I pulled his boxers down? Touched him without the barrier? Got a taste of him?

With my free hand I played with the hem of his boxers, wondering how I'd ask for permission. Hank, fortunately, caught on. He gave me another (slightly more pressured) tug to my hair, "It's okay, you can do it"

He smiled at me, watching me study him closely while I pull down his boxers, seeing his hard on. My emotions go all over the place as Hank comforts me, rubbing the crook of my neck and shoulders and his eyes softly looking at just me

"What should I do?" I ask, "Like-"

"What do you want to do?"

"But-" I'm interrupted by Hank once more

"You can do whatever you want to me, darling. I trust you" He says.

Reluctantly, I lower my head and place my hands on his thighs to move his legs apart and give me space. Hank hums in approval, laying his head back while his hand gently leads me.

Unfortunately, the lack of taste buds don't give me a more 'human experience' but I'll take what I can get. I run my tongue over the tip of his cock, my hands at the base before I start putting more and more in my mouth. His hips and legs shake a little, and he's breathing quicker- heavier- almost letting out whines and I already feel myself heating up at the thought.

Carefully I start bobbing my head, closing my eyes as I enjoy the moment and hearing him in pleasure.

"Goo-d boy, fuck. You're doing perfect, just don't- don't hurt yourself" He adds. I hum, noticing a shiver come from him as the sounds I make cause the vibrations to his dick, and I find this moment to tease him. I let out groans, trying to take a little bit more in, massaging his thighs while I treat him, feeling him get more desperate

"Keep going, please" he begs, "I- I'm gonna cum"

Knowing that I'm the one who'll get him to cum with just my mouth makes my stomach churn, like a sense of possession. I keep at my pace, hearing him get closer to his end, not even noticing that he's trying to thrust into my mouth. Android positives? No gag reflex.

He's panting, before rushing his hand to my hair again and giving me a tug as he cums in my mouth. I pause before taking his cock out of my mouth, and swallowing it.

"You can spit it out now" He huffs, sitting up on his elbows

"Spit what out?" I ask,

"Did..." He stared down at me in a little bit of shock before hiding his face in his hands and laughing, " I don't know what I'm gonna do with you.."

lightheartedly, we laughed at the situation (though I was a little lost, his laugh lights up my day).

He kisses me, wrapping his arms behind my neck, hooking me closer to him

"Are you still up to fuck me?" He asks, both of us now fully comfortable in the atmosphere. I nod, peppering his face once more with kisses as he praises me and giggles

"Then I'll lay down, there's lube in my drawer" he mentions for me. I reach other, scrounging for it until I find the bottle, practically full. "I use this to.." I wait for him to fill in the gaps

"Lubricant, like to decrease the pain" he clarifies.

"how long have you had this?" I asked

"Just a couple weeks.." he says, looking away. I don't question further as my attention moves to the bottle, "But- uh. I already used some to.. prep myself before" He mutters.

We both blush at the confession, and I silently squirt some on my finegrs. "Well I still want to be careful with your body" I state, "I would never want you to feel hurt"

He positions himself, spreading his legs and his hands spread his ass so I could get the full view, him looking away to the side in embarrassment. The image itself turned me on, and my tightening boxers made the situation a little worse. I clear my throat, "There's nothing to be embarrassed about, love. You're very very handsome" I say, watching his squeeze his eyes and his lips part as I slip on finger inside of him.

From 1 finger curling, it was easy to slip in 2, and almost surprisingly, 3. He moans, his hands gripping at the sheets

"How're you doing?" I ask, "do you need something?"

"Just- just go quicker, please. I need you" he pleads.

I swallow, hard. "Right, of course"

I take my fingers out, notice him whine at the lack of contact. I pull my boxers down, finally, and positions myself closer to him, adding lube to my own dick. His eyes widen at my full image, and moaned softly at my appearance, "Please, god, just fuck me right here"

"Yes darling" I nod, placing the tip of my cock at his hole, pushing myself in as Hank arches his back, moaning and trying to pull me closer as he wraps his legs around my waist

"Fuck yea, that's right" He groans, "give me a second"

I look down at him as he adjusts to my size for about 2-3 minutes, grinding occasionally to see if he's set.

"Yeah, shit. I'm good, you can move now" He says, a happy smile on his face. I start moving my hips, in and out, seeing him tremble and smile to himself again, pulling me in to kiss him while I fuck him.

"You're such a good boy, [Name]. You're fucking me so well" He praises, "Shit why didn't we do this sooner?"

He grunts, "Faster, please"

I follow his order, holding back the fact that I wanted to cum as he squeezes me. I moan into his shoulder, my hand gripping at the bed for balance while I ravage him

"Shit, pretty boy! You're so good!" He moans loudly, for a second worrying me about the neighbors, but Hank's much more distracting.

"God I love you, Hank" I mutter, "I love you so much"

"I love you too" He replies, his hands back on the sides of my face. He gasps lightly as I find new angles to fuck him at until he finally starts saying he's ready

"Ready for what, hm?" I let out, a smirk clear on my face

"I wanna cum, darling. I'm going to cum, cum with me" he pants, "Be a good boy and cum inside me"

I nod, wincing out as I feel him tighten a little around me. I speed up my thrusts, watching Hank become an utter mess below me. "I'm cumming" I moan

"Good boy, on the count of 3, got it?" He huffs, and I just can't deny him.

"1"

I whimper, feeling the edge make me sensitive

"2"

Hank's voice pitches slightly, squeezing his eyes shut and throwing his head back

"3"

I rode out my orgasm inside of him, still thrusting as he came over his belly and some on me. We were panting, the smell of sex clear as day and us both sweaty.

I broke the silence, taking one deep breath "That was fucking amazing, baby" I smile, "I'll get us some water and a towel before we cuddle, but do you want to take a shower together?"

He sighs, a lazy smile on his face as he stretches, "Yeah, that'll be nice before I wash these blankets"

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Gavin: Listen here, pretty boy-

Reader: You think I’m pretty?

Gavin: It’s an INSULT, idiot.

Reader: You think being pretty is an insult? Oh honey, who hurt you?

…An hour later…

Gavin, crying: And then my father threw out all my dolls-

Reader, patting his arm: Let it out, let it out.

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List of Requests

These are the only requests I have left in my inbox and will 100% do, and I know that tumblr has a tendency with losing inbox sends so just so that people know what I have left, here you go:

Edit: I also tend to do request in the order they were sent in. o/

HCs:

dbh boys helping their boyfriend get ready and celebrating Rosh HaShanah (Jewish new year) (Fluff)

Story:

Hank x Android! Male Reader (Smut) (Sequel to my Android! Male reader x Hank story)

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Hi can you write a Connor x deviant reader where Connor meets the reader before he deviates and he’s trying to take the reader into the staton (by like tracking him down and stuff im bad at explaining 😭) and the reader does the thingy where their skin goes up and they like show memories and information and the reader shows what happened to them (like the reader being in a group for like a care center and then humans like destroy the other androids and the reader escapes) and then Connor and the reader just talk for a bit and Connor kinda just deviates a bit after that (btw I’m so sorry if this doesn’t make any sense)

Software Instability

Fem aligned people (+ She/Her users) DNI

[FTM Friendly] DEVIANT Male Reader x Connor

Fluff/Long Fic

Detroit Become Human

Connor's POV:

Where is he? This deviant is the best link we've got to Markus, but he's difficult to catch. We've been practically playing a game of 'cat and mouse' as Hank says.

He leaves notes and shrines for us yet leaves little trace of himself. The closest I've gotten of useful information was a couple drops of blood from our first encounter with him. He got injured at a care center, where supposedly an entire group of deviants had attacked the people new batch of people who needed help. It seems unlikely considering the past links of deviants who just wanted to live a normal life, but justice needs to be served...

It's getting late and I've been standing in this snowy area of the city, surrounded by abandoned building that the deviant led me too for the past hour, trying to find any hint of a shrine or note, but even those aren't here.

Hank had already wrapped his stuff up to go, and at this point- I think it's time for me too. Until I hear a loud hissing sound, like spray paint, coming from inside these abandoned buildings. I quickly (and quietly) make my way around where the sound is coming from.

I climb up on of the buildings where a rusty ladder was, and found one of the buildings with a huge gap in the window. I take a peak inside to find 3 androids. One is spray painting a Jericho symbol onto the walls while the two others are walking away with a large box. Deviants.

I note that the broken glass is how they get into the building as they've built platforms fit for people to safely walk in from here. As the two other androids are no longer in hearing distance, I start to silently sneak myself towards the one left. The closer I got, I was finally able to read what type of Android they were--

A Care Android.

"Joey are you ba-?"

I interrupt him, grabbing onto his free arm, and then the hand that carried his spray can. Immediately, he started fighting back and tried shouting for help "JOEY, SIMON"

His led blipped red in a second and he pushed me up against the wall next to the spray painted symbol. I finally had a good look at his face-

A tear across his cheek, not to deep but still enough to make someone wince at the injury.

"God dammit, Connor just give me a damn second!" he yelled. Him knowing my name was the least of my problems in this moment, but I'm starting to realize I may have underestimated how strong he is.

Care Androids are made to hold heavy weights considering that they had to carry people, help bring in shipments of medication and food, and so on.

But no matter how much I budge, his hold on me gets tighter. "Connor, please" He pleads loudly, making me stop, "Just listen to me. Hand, give me your god damn hand" he demands.

A look of desperation slips into his eyes, and I can't help but hesitate. After seeing these many deviants so far, it's impossible to think his intentions are purely evil.

As I finally stop fighting back, we stare into each other's eyes, silently checking for approval of a truce. His eyes soften, and he lets go of me. We stand frozen for a moment before he pulls out his hand. The flesh of his hand is pixelated away as he waits for my hand as well.

I delay for a second before finally grasping his hand and close my eyes with him.

------

"It's okay, Ellie" I whisper, running my hand over the little girl's forehead. In reality, there's androids getting torn apart down there, and I'm hiding with the sick little girl I was told to take care of. I'm afraid, for the first time in my life, I feel a nauseas feeling as I try to find a way to leave this place while leaving everyone in this room safe.

If I want to live, I must leave, but it's my job-- my only reason to exist is to defend the people who live here.

I feel myself become a traitor, I feel selfish for leaving and wanting to live. But they're human, they'll be safe. I know I have to live for something in the future.

The little girl looks up at me on last time. Hopefully she finds her gift after this whole mess. Hopefully she sees the little happy birthday note I've placed in her room. I'll visit her one day if I live to get out of this.

I open the door and quickly shut it, looking around. Androids attempting to fight back while others lie limp to the suffering, and humans have had enough of us.

I grab onto a broken rail from the stairs as I try to sneak across to the other side where I find of group of deviants trying to escape from.

No eyes on them just yet. One care android, now deviant, looks over to me with worry, almost like they're telling me to be careful and that we'll meet after, before heading out.

I take a deep breath, for the first time I feel something like adrenaline. Like I'm alive

I make a run for it, and finally as I'm about to reach the window, I feel something trip me. I fall onto my side, finding a human lady over me. Anger and hatred has filled her, and pinned me down, pressing a knife against my cheek and slowly trying to slide it against my face, but by instinct, I swing. I swing the rail right onto her head. She cries out, getting the attention of the other humans. Fuck.

I scamper up and pull my way out of the window as the shouts get louder and closer. I slam the window closed, and as I'm about to run away, my legs finally give in, fear and tiredness swallow me whole.

-----

I let go of his hand, panting. I could feel all of it, I could hear everything, his thoughts and the shouting and crying.

He looks at me with worry, gently placing my hand on my shoulder.

"You understand me now" He says softly, "you see me"

He lightly presses his fingers against his tear, before leaving it alone. I do, he's right, but I can't let him know that. I look away from him, still trying to recover from the feelings.

"I just wanted to care for them, Connor-"

"How do you know my name?" I ask, scanning them.

"Echo and Ripples. Those girls you let live from the Eden Club. They heard what your buddy cop called you and then told me. An android deviant who didn't shoot the deviants then and there? I knew you were already in your first phases of deviating..." he confessed.

and though I wanted to deny it, it was becoming harder to.

He sighed, taking a deep breath, almost basking in his new ability. And seeing him so happy about it was almost contagious.

"So detective... you gonna cuff me up now?" he asked, "Or ask me about Markus?"

Markus, right. That.

I nodded, "I need information as to where he is"

His led flipped back to yellow, "So that's why you found me. You didn't find my note?" He smirked, "Mr. Detective Android couldn't find a deviant's note? That'll surely look good in your police files" he teases. He chuckles to himself, shaking his head before pulling out a crinkled paper from his pockets, "This. I made a copy just in case, but it- uhm. It would've sent you to a ship bay, I would've met you there in... a better situation with less fighting and shouting, and then I would've introduced you to him. But I guess this works too" He hums, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly.

I take the note, reading the information from it.

"So how about this? We meet there tomorrow, 6 pm, you can bring your one buddy cop if you want, and then I introduce you to Markus. Sound good, Mr. Detective?" he smiles, giving me a bright and wide smile.

I study him for a moment, knowing this isn't a trap, and that I shouldn't trust him so easily-- but I understand him.

"Sounds good" I say.

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Can I request a Connor or Markus x reader where the reader loves doing little crafts like making jewelry, mini figures out of clay, origami, those perler bead stuff, etc and the reader convinces Connor/Markus to join and make crafts with with reader pls ❤️

Arts and Crafts

Fem aligned people (+ She/Her users) DNI

[FTM Friendly] Male Reader x Markus

Fluff/Short Fic

Detroit Become Human

Markus is happy to be your jewelry model

You made a new bracelet or necklace? Try it out on him, he loves it 

He’ll show them off to North, Simon, and Josh

He’ll buy you new beads, clay, and threads if he passes by an arts and crafts store

Also, you might find out that you’re missing some of your mini-figure people. 

Markus thinks it’s funny to place them in silly positions in the house

Kitchen cabinets, your bookshelf, closet, etc, etc

You once found two mini-figure people in a position as if they were making out and then saw how giggly Markus looked at your face of amusement

A literal child

He probably (somewhat jokingly) kicks his feet while watching you do your arts and crafts while he lays belly down on the bed without realizing it

You try teaching Markus how to do origami and he finds his new favorite past time with you

You hear calming zen music and walk into your room to find Markus muttering to himself angrily while he figures out how to make a paper crane to impress you

When he’s out being a leader for deviants he’ll find origami flowers in his pockets with notes and reminders

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Hi could you write a Connor or hank x ftm reader with bad period craps 🙏 btw your work is amazing and I love reading it!

On Your Period HCs

Fem aligned people (+ She/Her users) DNI

FTM Reader x Connor

Fluff/Short Fic

Detroit Become Human

Note: I made Reader a college student here. Also as someone who is trans and has an ovarian cyst, I get it. Period pains suck

- Mentions of dysphoria

The moment you wake up, you can feel a sharp stinging-- the dreaded week has begun.

You head to the bathroom to find your period products, but hunched over as you try to find your pain-relief medication

Connor over hears your pained muttering and loud scrambling to find your medication and gets worried

"You okay?" He knocks at the bathroom door, his tone concerned.

"Mm, yeah, just-- do we have advil or tylenol in the room?" I huff, getting stressed since they aren't in the bathroom.

"We have those in the kitchen. Are you good? What hurts?" Connor replies

"I'm on my period" I sigh, "I forgot to check the calendar". I've always hated periods, like most AFABs would due to the pain, but it's worse as it makes me dysphoric. I hear Connor quickly scatter to the kitchen and grab a bottle of pills before coming back to the bathroom door.

I open the door finding Connor with a glass of water, the pills, and a blanket on his back placed like a cape

"You're not headed to school today, right? Hurts too much?"

"Yeah, I think I just wanna stay home today" I admit, leaning my body against Connor before taking the pills and water.

As soon as you're set to lay back in bed until the pain subsides, Connor's made a plan

He's only dealt with your period week twice, and both times you're very emotional and dysphoric, and he wants to help out this time.

He heads into the kitchen with a heating bottle and starts to pour hot water into it before heading back into the room to place it on your lower stomach.

If you're dealing with headaches, he gently places his hands on the side of your head and very softly starts petting you. Not enough pressure for it to make the pain worse, but not light enough where it's annoying.

He'll say things like "You're a really handsome guy, you know. Just because you have periods, it doesn't make you any less of a man"

He'll pepper your face with kisses and whisper praise

If your period pain doesn't get better after that day, he heads to your school to pick up the work and brings it to the house for you to do

He might even slip in some help because of the pity

He'll buy you your favorite snacks and play your favorite tv show so you don't get bored

He also makes sure you drink tons of water

It's a week of just him spoiling you and making sure you feel good about yourself mentally and physically.

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Do you write smut?

I do :)

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hey there, could you maybe write simon (or all idm) taking care of you when you're sick hehe i adore simon

You're Sick PT 2

[FTM friendly] Male reader x Simon

Fluff/Short Headcannons Detroit Become Human

PT 1

DNI: She/Her users + Fem aligned readers

Simon:

Simon's a sweetheart when you're sick

He's very calm throughout the situation even though internally he's very panicky and his led has flipped to red

His touches are gentle and he makes sure to comfort you the whole way.

You're throwing up? He's got your arm over his shoulder as he helps you to the bathroom

he's got bags ready for you and doesn't show one sign of disgust

"You're human, it's very human to get sick" He hums, playing with a strand of your hair

He wants you to feel comfortable, not tense or scared

He cuddles up to you knowing he can't get sick

If you feel gross about yourself because of the lack of hygeine, he's happily willing to give you deoderant and help you brush your teeth if you don't have the motivation

He'll anxiously decorate the house

If you've slept the right amount recommended, he's got coloring books for you guys

he'll multitask by reading you a book

Simon crochets, and no one can change my mind

He'll make you a little crocheted scarf and blanket and oh my god the list never ends