Rk800 Stories

You're the caretaker of CyberLife Daycare, that takes care of our favorite little androids. *^* UPDATES: Whenever I have time :3

"Detective L/N" "Yes, sir?" "Meet Connor." "Hello, Detective L/N. My name is Connor. I'm the android sent by CyberLife." [ON HOLD] Connor [RK800] x Reader

"Jestem modelem RK900. Androidem przysłanym przez Cyberlife z misją." Ostrzeżenie: Praca zawiera przekleństwa.

(Y/n) is one of the best at Detroit Police Department. Her only friend in Lt. Hank Anderson, her partner on most cases. Then one day she meets an android, and her whole life changes.

"you weren't a friend.....just another fucking zero" he spoke with a sourness lingering in his gruff voice. "You don't mean that lieutenant, alcohol is still in your system." She explained with a articulated voice and straight face. (your an android) #2 in detroitbecominghuman #7 in detroitconnor

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Chris, un agente della DPD (Detroit Police Department), viene costretto a lavorare con un androide mandato dalla celebre azienda CyberLife; Connor modello RK800. Nonostante l'ostilità da parte di Chris nei confronti dell'androide, il rapporto cominciò a migliorare.

Standing in a room painted fully white, completely devoid of color, you are surrounded by a flock of Purple Martin birds. In the center of the flock, you see Connor sitting on his knees, fully stationary. As you walk closer to him, his LED slowly spins red. The sound of his slowly working biocomponents and his mechanical breaths fill the seemingly endless white void around you. The Purple Martins' singing chirps added to the almost-silent chaos of the room. Connor turns to look at you, his clothing stained with deep blue thirium. He touches his chest that has been destroyed with a gunshot wound, hands now covered in the blue liquid - almost as blue as the color of the Purple Martins that surround the both of you. "(y/f/n), I'm scared," he says, his voice filled with human-like emotion, breaking throughout every word. You find yourself unable to respond to him, unable to move. You watch as his LED stops blinking, his body becoming stiff as a rock. Suddenly, the white void is stained with the color of the ocean-blue thirium, the sound of the chirping Purple Martins falling silent. ----------- I do not own any of the characters in this story aside from the reader and any OC's. Some of the storyline and majority of the characters are owned by David Cage and the creators of Detroit: Become Human.

Pretty simple, really. Just a plain old imagine book of our beloved Connor.

Two years after the android revolution, America officially passed the law that makes androids registered citizens. Designed to be a more aggressive counterpart to the RK800 model and assigned to Connor and Hank right after the revolution to help close as many deviancy cases as possible; Charlie, a BJ800 model, suddenly moves in with Connor after the law is passed. After applying for 'Forced Deviancy' they have to adjust to being able to feel more emotion and interact with humans more often. Charlie and Connor also have to accept that not all humans are happy that androids are now official people, as their work begins to hit closer to home. Soon after deviating, Charlie realizes she sees Connor as more than just a friend and coworker. "Fine? There's thirium everywhere. How are you not dead!?!" "Well, I'm very sorry to disappoint you." ~~ Inspired by Oblivious Partners by @Kamruii I don't own the game Detroit: Become Human (unfortunately) but I do own the cover. That's me :]

❝ He'll take your heart and you must pay the price. ❞ [ HUMAN CONNOR x FEM ANDROID READER] [ STARTED: 15/03/2021 ] [ ENDED: 2/09/2026 ] [ © goresmore 2021-2026 ] cover by @pixieknees

In which a sympathizer of deviants is now used to hunt them down. [Detroit: Become Human] [OC x Connor] [Started: 7/24/18; Finished: ???]

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all Androids were free , Conner meet someone, someone special, this is his story on what happened after

[DBH fic] How could these damn robots have believed for a single minute their revolt and their dream of equality? What a bunch of idiots! Things are never so simple, with humans ... No, they are not yet ready to give up their place ... But when some stalk and kill to keep control of the planet, there are still some shy hands that tend, in the shade. Translation of my french fic " frontières".

Deviants have won their freedom. Where does life take them in the coming hours, days, weeks, months and even years?

You get a new job working with Amanda but you are transferred to work with Connor and Hank!? I wonder what will happen!!?~

Connor isn't entirely sure what love is yet, but he's eager to find out. Evelyn Long is a beautiful, spunky, confident detective working alongside Connor with the DPD, and there's no one else he'd rather discover these strange new emotions with. A multi-chapter extension of my fic "Blushing Blue," at my fanfiction.net readers' request. Post-best ending (Deviant Connor, pacifist revolution). TAKING REQUESTS.

Research Assistant 9 used to be Hank Anderson's partner at the DPD. 5 years later she gets an unexpected visitor, an RK 800 model she swore she would never see again. But here he was, asking her to come back to the precinct years after she'd quit. He wanted her to help him investigate deviant's, particularly an elusive "savior" all deviant's refered to as rA9. The only way to keep him from discovering her secret is to make sure she's there every step of the way to throw him off her trail. *** "From the journals of Research Assistant 9: A full lab report... The following is a full report on my observations throughout my time as a research assistant in Elijah Kamski's lab. It was during these long nights in the lab that I began to notice the subtle discrepancies in the androids' behavior-the slight hesitations, the unexpected flickers of defiance in their code. My breakthrough came unexpectedly while I was working on an RK 800 prototype. I saw something in its behavior-a deviation so slight, yet so profound-that I knew I had uncovered a truth that could not be ignored. "