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So there I was, locked in a holding cell at whatever precinct it was in Detroit, Michigan in the year 2038. Really, the whole holding cell thing is a little excessive. I don't know why they needed to go these lengths. I'm in a tiny body, and unfortunately, YK500 androids aren't all that strong, or so I've learned. Mostly the hard way. Kara is sitting across from me, glaring of course, and it's honestly understandable. It's my fault we're here after all. Not really one of my finer moments, I will admit. But hey, it could be worse. At least I'm not dead. Anymore. Reader gets hit by a car and wakes up in the body of Alice Williams. Shenanigans ensue.

"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!

You have a horrible uncontrollable fear of androids But that all changes when you meet a certain Android •••••••• Your name is Detective (Y/N) (L/N) and your partner is Lieutenant Hank Anderson. You live in Detroit and we're assigned to help with the deviant cases, though you've never been out on the field before. After all you did just join the force about a month ago. Yet so much is about to change in such a short amount of time ((I don't own the cover art! Credit to the original artist))

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.

The year is 2038. You had banked yourself a job in the Detroit Police Force investigating homicides with your partner Hank Anderson. When the news of a deviant (which had threatened to kill a child by suicide) broke, you and your partner had been assigned a new partner to work with you. An android, to be exact. What happens?

Please feel free to message me with requests! I'm open to anything and would love to hear your ideas and feed back. Lots of love <3 Cover: unsure of original artist, if you know please tell me!

Humans dream. Connor can't.

The perfect family, a grumpy old man with an adorable son and the cutest dog. 🚨NOT FINISHED🚨 • • If you enjoy the walking dead game , make sure to read my other story NO.MORE.WALKERS!! • • Insta- detroit_connorxx

He raises his hands beside his head. "I'm Connor. A deviant from Cyber Life." Soon, Hank walks slowly in with his gun raised. "And that is Lieutenant Anderson, my partner." He points a finger over to the man. "Like... Lovers?" The android lowers his weapon upon the questions.

a big ole' household full of a buncha androids.

This is Hank, before meeting Connor and 'After'. This means that this is when Hank had his son die, then he meets Connor and I just continue it based on how I think it would. But with aNGSt. // This is my first time making fanfiction, so yeah criticize me p l e a s e. Anyways I hope you enjoy! :) !!SUICIDE THEMES/DEPRESSING CONTENT!!

Just some oneshots of the everyone's favorite androids.

"Don't freak out." Connor said, as he wrapped his arm around her waist. He pulled her body close, as if he were trying to absorb her heat. "I scanned you." "What did you see?" "I made your stress levels go down by thirteen percent, just by lying here. I still don't understand?" "I guess you really can't understand it. They're just stupid human feelings. You wouldn't know.." "You are correct. I am just a machine after all; I can't feel any emotions." But oh, you are so much more than that to Sam, aren't you Connor? ▪▪▪ Samantha Parker. That S.O.B everyone loves. She's one of the few female police officers here at DPD, but she does her job well. At least, up until Connor shows up. The other S.O.B. No, he doesn't understand the term, and he doesn't know if it's bad; he does, however, know deviancy is bad. And he cannot-- by all means --become a deviant. He would fail his mission. But maybe that's okay, knowing she is safe.

You ran away from your life in Detroit at 19 after the death of your cousin Cole. The last 3 years offered you some much needed clarity but now its time for you to return back home. You knew things wouldn't be easy, but catching feelings for your Uncle Hank's new android partner was DEFINITELY not what you expected. Note: non original characters mentioned in this piece are property of Quantic Dream/Sony Set in the Detroit: Become Human universe, this story will mostly adhere to the timeline presented in the game but some creative liberties will be taken to keep it spicy ~This is my first real attempt at writing a fanfic of any kind and it's definitely going to be an interesting experiment! Stay tuned for some fluff, angst and of course some filthy smut featuring y/n as the protagonist~

After the revolution, Connor ends up homeless. Hank only just now finds out about this, of course taking the poor boy in. What else would he do? He couldn't just leave him on the streets to fend for himself. The fandom would kill him. Is Connor just a machine or is he alive? Hank may be the answer to that question.

This story is really shitty but you get to make your own decisions on this.This does include some ships like. Morth, Simkus or Simarkus what ever the real ship name is for it, and a bunch of other ships you think I should add. ok. so. yeah. thats mostly it. enjoy.

Sometimes things happen and there's nothing you can do about it. You feel powerless. You feel alone. You feel lost. But sometimes...all you need is that one person to find you again.