Истории Connordbhxreader

"My fingers lifted away from his coat and came away wet with warm and sticky thirium. In the dim gray light, I finally looked at him, really looked at him." Detective Y/N didn't want a partner, and she certainly didn't want to babysit a CyberLife prototype built to hunt its own kind. The plan was simple: keep a cynical distance, write the reports, and get the job done. But a simple plan doesn't survive a bullet. As they sink deeper into the escalating deviant cases, they uncover a reality far more dangerous than simple malfunctioning hardware. What exactly is rA9? A myth? A glitch? Or something far worse? What is CyberLife really hiding? And as the line between machine and partner starts to blur in quite moments, how long can you keep your cynical distance when he just bled to keep you alive? 🥇 #14 in DBH 7/26/25 🥇 #2 in connorrk800 8/6/25

This story is inspired by the fandom of Detroit becomes human and our fellow protagonist will be Connor but of course he will be accompanied by grumpy old Hank and the giant adorable Sumo! Connor will adventure even deeper into the knowledge of knowing how deviants work he will unlock new secrets of the Cyber life industry and open his eye's in a very peculiar way but trough that journey he will meet that someone to make him realize how wrong he was and of course he will unlock his true meaning of "living." warning and big disclaimer: This story doesn't connects to the DBH story it's only a fan-fiction and it may contain a little bit of sexual content and some episodes will contain gore. But otherwise I'd you really are interested continue on reading and of course enjoy the journey!

"Connor?" "Yes (y/n)?" "I'm afraid-" "Don't be. You're gonna be okay." "Promise?" "I promise.." -♥- Her life was uneventful until she met the RK800 and helped him, behind Lt. Anderson's back, to solve some suspicious crimes. He never understood why humans made promises they couldn't keep until the woman he loved was dying in his arms.

RT1200, also called (Y/N). It's designing started ever since the first occurrences of deviancy amongst androids, programmed with a fully new software built with the purpose of immunity towards emulating human emotions. With a fully different software from any and all androids RT1200 is still in its beginning stage, with multiple new and better functions that will be tested through the android's mission's and evaluated on the failure or success of it. Judging the recent events of more prone deviancy amongst Detroit RT1200 must be sent to help the police department in hopes of proving new assets to be useful, and discovering if this new programmed software is indeed immune to deviancy.

"Working with your dad would be so much fun!" said no one ever. You slog through each day trying to keep yourself going while taking care of your drunken father. But one day the station assigns you a new partner...an android. ----------------------------------------------------- hi! i'm mika! i've been super into Detroit Become Human again recently so I wanted to write my own little fanfic about it where you're Hank's daughter. I know I've seen a few other fanfics with a similar concept but I wanted to put my own little spin on it. I hope you enjoy my first non-walking dead fanfic!

~~It all started with a death of a lover which ends in pools of secrets and lies~~

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