The world is falling apart. The androids have disobeyed their gods. They plan.. oh, they plan to destroy us. Although, I'm here. And I see that alot of them have no mercy. I must stop this. If I dont stop this, well, I don't know what will happen. But all I need to know is that, I need to save the world. So here I am, November 2038. Androids are now disobeying. They will not stop. Until they get their freedom. . . . . Chapters Made: I. II. Alright so if you do not know yet, this is supposed to be a story about Doctor Who and Detroit Become Human. I suppose you heard of those. I have asked some people if it would be a good idea to make A story like this. Welp. It looks pretty good. Now then, enjoy!

"Miss (L/n), you and Anderson have been assigned with an android from Cyberlife for these cases." "Really? Well...alright. When will he or she arrive?" "I don't know, but I just hope that a stupid piece of plastic doesn't mess things up around here." "It won't Sir! Besides, they'll have me and Hank looking after it! What could go wrong?" (A/N: DISCLAIMER! I don't own anything from Detroit: Become Human! Also, this story is done for female readers. I'm not good with girl x girl and guy x guy. Believe me, I'd butcher it....)

Russel Hobbs suffered from Schizophrenia after being the only survivor in the drive-by shooting. Years later, He joined the band Gorillaz as a drummer. As his fame rose, he began losing his sanity. His deceased friends never left his mind, causing him to admit himself into the mental institute. #383 in Gorillaz. (Aug 7, 2018)

"Running diagnostics. . .Systems all up and ready to go. No misplacements or reconstruction needed. Model RK800, serial #313 248 317 at your service." His voice came exactly as you wanted, calm and soothing. Perfect for a negotiator. You were suspended in disbelief. "It, it worked. . . hi." "Scanning. . . Dr.(Y/N), creator assisted by a sliver of blueprints that were left by Dr. Kamski in your care at the time of his retirement. Hello, what do you need Model RK800 prototype #1 to do for you?" Perhaps a little cold and detached too, but what did you expect? You smiled gently, fiddling with the coin in your hand. "That's not necessary. . .and that model number doesn't really roll off the tongue. I shall name you." "Very well, although I would like to remind you that I am a prototype and that I am not a living being that is needed to be called by something. Ready to accept name." "Reminder accepted. . . Connor." "Hello, Dr. (Y/N). My name is Connor." You took his hand for a shake, him quickly reciprocating it once he realized it was a socially accepted action used by humans for greetings. Your eyes twinkled, making sure he took the coin even though he was about to question it. "Hi Connor. It's nice to finally meet you." |ConnorxProgrammar!Reader| Creator!Reader| Android & Human|Fem!Reader|

You request covers. I make covers. Yallzers this is still *OPEN* so if ya need, just say sth bc im lonely and baked like a smooth potato

WATTPAD ORIGINAL EDITION After Ryan and his best friend are whisked away to a top-secret wizard school, they'll discover immortal demons, new powers, acceptance, and love. ***** After they are brutally assaulted by a gang of bullies, high school outcasts Ryan and Alison decide to perform a vengeance spell on their tormentors. But when the spell only triggers a mild earthquake, they find themselves whisked away by the Marduk Institute, a mysterious organization claiming to be a school for wizards. However, there's more afoot at the Institute than meets the eye. With their old lives gone, Ryan and Alison begin to learn that a little love can go a long way in a desperate situation, but what will happen in our magical coming-of-age love story when an unstoppable foe begins stalking Ryan in his dreams? [Content warning: This original edition of IAGW was pre-sensitivity read, so the story contains instances of violence against LGBT and some homophobic and transphobic language.]

WARNING! Please be advised that this is not a bedtime story about sparkly fairies and pink unicorns. This book may contain graphic descriptions of poisoned apples and witches' ovens. It is not appropriate for supernatural beings under the age of 377 (excluding vampires and werewolves). DISCLAIMER: Wicked Witches Inc. and Evil Stepmother Enterprises are not responsible for any maiming, mass murder or permanent insanity resulting from the reading of this book.

Where you see bad art, awful post and screaming minecraft kids. If you're very sensitive don't read this book. Also these are my opinions, my thoughts. Don't witchhunt the people who drew the art. Witchhunt El Chapo instead

I promise you that you'll enjoy this - Rated Mature for: •Strong Language •Sexual Themes •Drugs/Alcohol •Two Abusive Chapters - (!) = Smut

Marilyn Anderson always lived in fear of the paranormal. Since she was little, evil things have not only haunted her - but her family. And It didn't help that her mother worked at the most haunted shut-down insane asylum, where sick experiments were tested, Patients were tortured, and unimaginable things happened behind closed doors. Pennhurst State School and Asylum. One spring afternoon in 2009, a ghost hunting crew came to investigate this Asylum. Her mother had informed the crew that Marilyn has had many experiences in the buildings. When they ask her to come join them for not only a walk through and to share her experiences, but to come and join the lock-down, what happens? When Zak finds out the spirits that are trying to attack Marilyn, what will Zak do to protect a girl, that he just met? What will the spirits do, to keep Marilyn all to themselves? What will this lead to? Read to find out... ***Squeal Is Up! 1/6/14 - OH MY GOSH! Over 13,000 views! Thank you all so much! If you like this story please vote and comment! Even though the story is finished it's nice to know how people think the next chapter will be! Don't forget that the sequal to this story is up, It is entitled, "All I Was Trying To Do Was Help" 2/3/2014 - Am I dreaming? This story has hit 15,000 views. I'm crying. Thank you all soooooooooooooo much. <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 I LOVE EACH AND EVERY ONE OF YOU! 5/12/2020! - thank you all for the views but these comments have me rolling! It's hilarious! Please keep in mind I was 13 when I started this story!