You are a teenage girl who one day wakes up and realizes that they're in a different universe... the game that you were just watching/ playing. To your shock, you're a adult who happens to work at the Detroit state Department, meaning that you're a detective in that universe. However, your name is still the same though. As the story progresses, both you and Connor help each other with your problems about who you guys are. This story takes place during the game. I will be referencing some events that happen, but I will not go in depth with the other playable characters.

Secrets. Some are best hidden from the world and from other people. Although, the more secrets that build up, the angrier a person may get.

A girl fresh to London, she was. Came by and found a way into our lives. I thought that finally, finally, I might be able to have Benjamin-Mr. Todd, maybe he could be mine. I was wrong. She came in and swooped by. It was a normal day like any other, well, as normal as life can be with Mr. Todd. She came into my shop, said her name was (Y/N), (Y/N) (L/N). Probably about 5'7" or so, way taller than me either way. Her beautiful (H/L) (HC) hair flowed sweetly down her head, a few pieces laying over the side of her face. She looked innocent, she did, I wasn't right at all. Something about her eyes that shone in the sunlight through the dirty windows gave off a comforting yet unsettling look. It was uncomfortable, yet an oddly attractive trait. I thought of her as just a customer, apparently, she needed to see Mr. Todd, not much of a real threat. Well she saw Mr. Todd alright, She ended up seeing something she shouldn't have, but there was no way to tell just by looking at her. She didn't seem upset, not even in the slightest. If only I could have cut it off early. How was I to know she was Lucy's old friend?

Who knew what happens when a girl calls you cute in a coffee shop?

"i lose my mind when it comes to you."

Connor - Detroit: Become Fanfic (Connor X OC) Hello. I am an CR300 Android, designed to serve you, the Detroit Police Force. I am working to solve the influx of red ice into Detroit. In the mean time however, I have a strange connection to the other android, Connor. I should work on figuring that out. ~based off of a perfect connor playthrough~

"What's there to even do during an eight hour long flight delay?" "Wanna fall in love?" girlxgirl achieved #1 under billie eilish achieved #1 under lesbian & girlxgirl achieved #1 under imagines achieved #2 under instagram achieved #218 under fanfiction

"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|

[This story may contain lemon (sexual) things. Please keep that in mind] When Slender firsts brings you to the mansion after killing your parents you're kept in denial for a long time, until you finally meet the one and only Jeff the Killer. Do things go well from there? Or do you do more things you'll regret? I guess we'll have to wait and see.