Rk800 Stories

"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

A detective is transferred to Detroit, Michigan, from a small town in Missouri. She is assigned as a temporary partner to Lieutenant Hank Anderson's android, Connor. Her first few cases with the android appear to be normal, standard in a way that felt recurring. When she gains the unwanted attention from a long-term serial killer, she is tasked with figuring out a set of twisted games to figure out who this mystery man or woman is. Does she succeed and turn them in, or lose and become their latest victim? Follow along to find out. (The plot is similar in places to A Detective's Twisted Fate that I previously wrote, but I want to spend time genuinely fleshing out the 'game' aspect that I introduced in the fic.)

Amber is an android. A rk800 model. Her and the other rk800 model, Connor, have been sent by Cyberlife to the Detroit Police Department to help with investigations into deviant androids. But something else is brewing in Detroit and something is different with Amber and Connor, something they aren't programmed for.

"It's a fucking deviant, no way in hell we're keeping it any longer. For all we know that machine is telling its little machine friends about everything we're doing in here." "We're keeping him, and that's final. He's done nothing but help us." "Is it turning you into a deviant? Is that why you've been acting so weird? I have to tell Fowler about this." { Role switch between Connor/Hank and Markus/Carl. Simon is no longer a household android; he works at the Eden Club. Other than that, everything is pretty much the same. }

This is a Detroit: Become Human fanfiction co-created by me (@SquemonWrites) and Connorrk1700writes. This story is a Mer/Avian au, and does not follow the plotline of the original game. Summary: When Gavin, a lone avian who was bored of his homeland, decides to fly out to explore the open ocean, he has no idea about the dangers awaiting him. After getting caught right in the middle of a raging storm, the avian finds himself receiving help from nobody other than a siren named Nines.

⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ With love; comes either a blossoming triumph, or a plundering tragedy. Blood bleeds, drinks spill, eyes linger, watching one another. Heavy breathes heave into a slurred reality no one dared to ever imagine. It was true, two hearts were beginning to thred a bond. ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ A bond that never should have been. ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀

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.

⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ Deviancy; like history before us, we have overcome the ways of being prejudice towards one another for who we are. Such as during the times of the Great Depression that began October 24, 1929- where humanity struggled economically throughout all social classes each family held in their names. Those of color, those of poverty, those of former and current slavery, those of nothing; we hated everything. ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ Deviancy... that word- rolls off the tongue without a second thought, a meaning, a choice. What is it? What is this.. deviancy? Is it similar to a reckless child disobeying his father's words? Is it a single mother crying out for help but becomes mute to society's out-lash against her pleads? Or maybe just a foolish curse we machines believe is our savior? A key to unlock all the questions we have that could never be answered by modern technology? Or.. could it possibly mean-⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ Freedom...? ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀

Marie is half android and half-human but she doesn't have any memory back when she was fully human for some weird reason. She decided to just pretend to be a fully android as to be undercover to help other deviants, but being assigned to a mission with Lieutenant Anderson, detective Burns and an android named Connor it becomes much difficult. Escapically whenever Marie goes talk to her handler Thomas, that assigned her the missions she has to complete. Sorry if this story is bad.

This is partly written as a joke. don't take anything seriously. ships: connor x gavin, simon x markus idk i dont write ship stuff that much warnings: bad humor, (mentioned)nsfw stuff, idk actually, i wrote these when i was bored. they are funny trust me

"I am just a machine, Ms Reynolds. Your concern while thoughtful is unnecessary" "JUST a machine" Disclaimer: I don't know Detroit Become Human nor it's characters. Zoey the Android and Marlene Reynolds are the only characters that belongs to me and any other you don't recognize from the game.

It has never understand humans, but it doesn't stop it from wanting to. But, Androids aren't supposed to want. But then, how is it that every time it is put in front of a sick human, the urge.... The desire to understand them grows? ONE SHOT

Lucia was an RK100 android trained to take care of the police work deemed too dangerous for Detroit Police Department. She was designed to be strong, her steel body almost indestructible. Her mission was almost always to kill. Soon, she hated it. She knew it was wrong, and she wanted to stop taking life. If anyone knew this, she would be dismantled. Then he came along. Connor, an RK800 Android was sent to Detroit Police Department to hunt deviants. Lucia quickly took a liking to him. The only problem was that he was hunting her. The prey fell in love with the hunter.

It wasn't supposed to happen this way. You two were partners for months ever since the deviants, but you had fallen for him. He was not a deviant, so he never had felt loved. Now you were slowly dying of the Hanahaki Disease, and you refused the surgery because you were scared of never feeling love ever again. Now, your other partner, Hank, was just watching you die, and had to keep it from Connor. But could the two keep it from Connor forever?

"So you're just coming back like nothing fucking happened?" "My predecessor was unfortunately destro-" "Oh cut the crap Connor." "Excuse me?" "Connor? I fucking hate you." ----------- Your dad is known as lieutenant Anderson. He works at Detroit Police Department. You're trying to follow in his footsteps, but you start to lose hope with your horrible grades and pressure. You don't fit in and don't have any friends. And then, that one /fucking/ android decided to come along. Connor, your dad's new partner in the deviant cases. Connor, the /fucking/ 'Android sent by Cyberlife'. Connor, the one you rely on.

NOT AN X READER Detroit, 2038. The world's society now runs with the use of androids. Mary, a mortician for the Detroit Police's forensics team-for both human and android corpses-who doesn't have an interest in using an android for any arduous reason. Her only reason to have an android is for company, assistance, and knowledge. She refers to them as equals, if not maybe even more superior than her human normalcy. Her only personal assistant android she "owns" is an RK700, which she named Henry, one to assist in her mortician duties on top of being a helpful companion around the house. She expected her android to become deviant upon how kindly she treated him, but she didn't know that the law enforcement was starting to eradicate deviants - especially by sending an android she would soon become enemies with - to lead the investigations. When war between androids and humans begins to boil, Mary finds herself wondering who is really is on the right side, and if she can bring her enemy closer to what is the right thing, and prove the actions of her own race wrong. The question is: will she, and at what cost? Start Date: October 7th, 2018 HIGHEST RANKINGS: #32 "moral" #38 "connorxoc" #860 "detroit" #395 "humanity"

Stella was the sweetest kid everyone liked, she helped others and treated everyone the same but that all changed when her brother Cole died, that changed the caring girl into Officer Stella, the youngest female officer to work at Detroit police station, Stella is a very strong girl who rarely obeys her orders, she started smoking and drinking. The only thing that keeps Stella on this world is her father and her new companion Connor and that caused Stella to have a new order for her to protect her father even if that meant her dying in her dads place.

"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.