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ConnorxChloe piece by me! This is my first time posting art to Tumblr, so please enjoy, but do not repost! I just love the idea of Connor slamming into Chloe while in pursuit of a deviant, and then getting all blushey and bashful when he realizes he’s holding onto her.

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Hey guys, this is my art!! Please enjoy! xo

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Y’ALL I’m sorry I’m behind on writing, I’m both working and going to school fulltime so obv I have very little free time, but I received a HC request so I’ll be doing that today!

HOWEVER I WANTED TO SHARE SOMETHING WITH YOU KIDS. I dreamt about Bryan and Amelia last night! It was so sweet like I ran into him in a store and told him that I was a big fan and that I was a twitch sub, and he hugged me and walked me over to Amelia with his arm around me, and she was very sweet to me. It was the nicest most lovliest lil dream!

Anyway, I hope everybody is well, see ya soon with some more writing!!

-Vigi

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Hi kiddos! New oneshot incoming tonight. I feel like writing some Connor headcannons tonight so send in some requests!

-Vigi

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‘Inhale, Exhale’ Connor RK800 x reader

Rating: E (everyone)

Classification: Fluff

Word Count: 725

Reader: Gender Neutral

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Hiya chickadees! Well, the time has come for me to post my first bit of writing on this blog! It’s going to be a lil bumpy, because I’ll admit, I didn’t proofread it, and it’s more stream of consciousness than anything. So please, if you find it to be redundant at points, or if you find grammatical errors... give a gal a break! I came up with this idea a few nights ago and it’s been rattlin’ around in my lil brain since then, so I decided to write it. If you enjoy it, please let me know either via askbox or replies, and feel free to request something! Anyway, without further ado, enjoy!

-Vigi

Synopsis: Cuddling with Connor. He doesn’t really understand what it is that he’s doing, but he knows that he likes it.

Inhale. Exhale.

Inhale. Exhale.

Connor’s arms timidly held you close as he carefully measured the intervals at which you drew in your breaths, amazed at the ease of your organic mechanisms. He quietly marvelled at the unique feeling of your chest steadily rising and falling against him in perfect, effortless rhythms.

Cuddling was something Connor was aware of (cud·dle, /ˈkədl/. Verb: hold close in one's arms as a way of showing love or affection), though he wasn’t completely sure why humans would partake in it. It seemed to him to be an inefficient act; an embrace releases endorphins, but why prolong it? He wasn’t entirely sure what benefits there were to this lengthened version of hugging.

Of course, with a deviated state of consciousness, he was beginning to better understand acts of passion and love - and even feel a few urges himself - but with many he still found himself reserved, unsure of what to do, how to feel, and why. However, he was determined to learn, and he recognized that the best learning came with experience.

And so far, he was rather enjoying the learning experiences that you presented him with. Hand holding, hugs, loving touches and bashful kisses. At first he approached these exercises with an analytical mind, searching for perfection and precision. But as time went on, he became aware of something new: feeling. When he would look into your eyes, he noticed a weightlessness that slowly expanded within his chest, when he brushed the backs of his fingers against the skin of your cheek, a heightened sense of touch crackled like electricity through his limbs. When he kissed you, a heat, the sensation of a warm, flooding ocean would descend into his core, crashing like waves, waves of… he wasn’t sure. These waves were almost always accompanied by a strange alertness, a hyper awareness of the way you looked, and a strong urge to kiss you again and again and again. Was that… desire?

When you had asked him to cuddle, he was quick to obey, as most of all, he loved pleasing you. But he struggled to understand the purpose of this action. Was cuddling simply for warmth? Security? He chose not to ask, because he wanted to decode the meaning himself. After all, deviancy was about awareness, consciousness. He wanted these feelings and ideas to come to him naturally. He wanted his feelings to be his own, finally.

At first, he was unsure of himself.

“Lay down on the couch, Connor,” you had instructed him. He swiftly sat, and began to untie his shoes. You giggled. As he maneuvered himself into a comfortable position, you slid next to him, careful not to fall off the edge of the sofa, and nuzzled yourself against him. He had drawn in a quick breath at this, as the sensation of your cheek against his caused him to experience what humans call ‘butterflies in your stomach’. He wrapped his arms around you, holding you close, and was surprised to realize that he had lost control of his facial expression regulation. A dumb, goofy grin was plastered across his face, and yet he couldn’t seem to override it.

Inhale. Exhale.

Inhale. Exhale.

About an hour had passed, and the room was blissfully quiet. The television droned on, but Connor had lowered the volume as he noticed you softly slipping into sleep. He lovingly brushed his gaze over every inch of your face, taking in the essence of you. He found himself wanting to remember every single aspect of your being; the way that your hair felt as it tickled his chin, the gentle fragrance of your laundry detergent, the feeling of your body pressed against his. The feeling of connection was tangible, and nearly incomprehensible for Connor. It was almost overwhelming, the elated, full feeling in his chest. The feeling of love.

Without warning, Connor felt you squirm unexpectedly. His LED swirled yellow, and instinctively he tightened his hold on you, drawing you closer to him. He wasn’t ready for this feeling to end - he wasn’t ready to let you go. A moment passed, and Connor realized that your sudden movement hadn’t been a bid to get up and put an end to the cuddling, but rather, you had simply been trying to get comfortable in your sleep. Relief washed over him.

Whatever cuddling is - Connor liked it.

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Hi chickadees! My name is Vigi, and I’m gonna be writing here. I hope you enjoy!