#dbh drabble

[rklynx]

hank didnt mean to shoot connor at the park.

he was frustrated, hurt, and angry. irrational doesnt even begin to describe the feelings he was drowning in.

it wasnt connors fault. the android was trapped in a program, caught between a line of code and a company full of heartless bastards breathing down his neck.

of course he would answer so mechanically. hank shouldve been used to it by then.

but he wasnt. it never made sense. connor would act so human. between his goofy face and attitude, all the times he gave up in his mission to save someone else–hank included–hank truly thought the android… cared? that he had feelings?

but his talk with hank felt so… lifeless. so fucking empty. like he was nothing but a puppet.

so hank drew his gun, and asked the question thats been digging at his brain.

“what are you really?”

and when connors answer was that he was just a stupid fucking machine, something flooded hank.

rage.

and he pulled the trigger.

and he killed him.

and now he sits on his couch, downing a bottle of booze. filled with regret.

he took the life of someone who never stood a chance. someone who showed his personhood time and time again. all because of one question.

hank cries for the first time since cole died.

he should’ve turned the gun on himself.

[em0goose]

Cyberlife wanted an android that could worm it's way into places it should never have been.

More specifically, Kamski wanted an android smart enough to evolve and live as a human undetected.

And that's why Gavin Reed existed.

Documents forged, a full background and identity made with full memories of a childhood and a life all going inside his coding.

No LED, carefully manufactured blood that mimicked the look and smell of human blood. No thirium, somehow. Kamski already made legendary technology, and now he's making something more...

Gavin was released into the world, and immediately began to work to find a job. He needed a space to live, and he wanted a pet or two.

He went through the police academy then into the DPD. He easily climbed the ranks while no one suspected a thing. Like a human, he scarred and felt physical pain.

Gavin was Kamski's miracle. He went back to him at any given chance, he believed the man was his brother. His coding said so.

He didn't need deviancy to feel. He was like that from the start.

No one was supposed to know he wasn't human. And no one would find out if he kept it all under wraps...

[untildawnss]

the north star (markus dbh x north dbh)

wc: 338

ao3 link

it was over. one kiss was all it took for it all to be over. for them to be seen as human. north was smiling back at him; no shots were fired or ringing in his ears. and he was glad for it. the fighting was taking up every ounce of composure in his systems. his desire to kiss north had felt so human. and maybe it had looked human, too. the guns and rifles trained on their small group were lowered. in the blink of an eye it was over. had they won? had they lost? he really wasn’t sure.no one was shooting at them, anymore. no one was asking them to surrender.

markus felt…deflated, almost. he was never meant to fight. it had been a success, for now. but it had taken his all, their all. they had lost so many of their own in this revolution. the acceptance felt conditional. it had never felt as conditional as it did now. the humans were just waiting for one of them to slip up now. an excuse to start attacking them. he decided to be as human as they could be. word of mouth. tell your neighbours. no antagonising the humans. he hoped his pleading tone would get through to them.

north was standing a few feet away from everyone else. she was looking up at the dark sky. at the stars.

“i never noticed,” she muttered.

“never noticed what?” markus asked, his gaze fixed on north.

“how beautiful the sky looks at night.” north looked back at him, solemn maybe?

markus wrapped an arm around her shoulder and pointed at the sky. “did you know that this one is called the north star?” north turned to look at him. “really?”

“really. they call it polarstern in german.” markus nodded, as if to emphasise what he had just said. “it’s how humans determine where north is. maybe you were named after it.”

north smiled back at him. “do you think they did name me after it?”

“why wouldn’t they?” markus whispered.

[brighteststarinthesky]

The smoke from his cigarette whirled in strange patterns. Ashes spotted the table but he didn’t care. Each breath burned a little more than the previous one, and he could’t tell if it came from the smoke or the pain. 

It was constant, always nudging at the back of his mind. At work, in the car, even when he was joking around with Tina. A never ending feeling of loneliness and suffering. Sometimes it ebbed away but it was never truly gone. 

Gavin inhaled, the tip of the cigarette lighting up. The only other source of light in the room with the open window. It briefly washed his face in a warmth he only felt when he let the rage consume him. It happened more often than he would have liked to admit but he’d learned a long time ago that anger was easier to deal with than pain. So he buried it, deep deep inside. 

But sometimes, on quiet nights like tonight, the pain came forth. He’d only let his guard down for a short moment, nothing more than a few seconds but it’d been enough. 

Enough to let a memory come back. And it came back with a vengeance. With all the pain, and all the betrayal he tried so hard not to think about. 

He exhaled, his breath shaking from the tears he was so desperate to hold back. If anyone’d been there to ask he would have said it was shaking from the cold. Even here, in the emptiness of his kitchen, he could not bring himself to let go. Even here, in the loneliness of his home, he refused to let himself cry over him. 

To think he’d open up. To a fucking machine. How could he have been so stupid. He should have known better. Known better than to open up on it. Known better than to expect it to go well. Known better than hoping someone would fucking care about him for a change. He should have –

’’Shit !’’ he hissed, his fingers burned by the last ambers of his cigarette. 

Maybe it was the burn, or the soothing effect of the smoke, but he’d snapped out of the dark spiral of thoughts he’d been slipping into. 

Putting down the butt in the overflowing ashtray, he got up and headed for his room. He didn’t want to think anymore. He felt so drained he knew he’d fall asleep in a blink. 

He just hoped he wouldn’t dream of those sweet lips, the comfort they’d brought at times, or the cruel, violent words he now knew they could utter. 

[undiscovered-horizon]

Ah, wonderful choice, Little Wanderer! Browse the stories, take your time. If there is something else you would like to read, just come back to me. If you don't find what you're looking for, make a request to the librarian.

Maybe some music for the reading, Little Wanderer?

[1k followers celebration!]

Imagine being close with Hank and spending a lot of time with Connor, which results in his slow but steady deviation

"You're the one habit I just can't kick"

[drawingangel666]

The sound of your voice- Connor x gender neutral!reader (request)- Drabble

Request: hihi ! i saw that you write for dbh and was wondering if i could request a scenario where connor imitates crush/reader's voice as a joke but later on whispers "i love you connor" to himself and crush/reader overhears and stuff ?? idk if it makes sense but ty for reading this :)

A/N: I had added that the reader is the daughter/son of Hank.

Pairing: Connor x gender neutral! reader (as the request didn’t specify what gender should the reader have). I’ll use she/her, he/his and they/them pronouns.

Warnings: cursing

A/N 2: Y/e/n is your ex’s name ( he is male)

3rd Person POV

Connor and Y/n had been friends for a while now. He had turned deviant, due to the feelings he had for Y/n. But nobody new it. He had discovered it, once a deviant tried to shoot her/him/them. Connor run in front of it, not accomplishing his real mission.

One day, they were siting in Hank’s couch, with Sumo close to them, waiting for the Lieutenant to get dressed so they could go on a walk with the dog. 

Y/n was siting close to Connor, until Hank called him/her/them over for some help in the clothes. Apparently, on the park they were going to, the Lieutenant was having a date.

Y/n got up and went to help his/her/their father, leaving her/his/their phone on the coffee table. Connor sighed as he looked through his memory, seeing all the videos, clips and photos where Y/n appeared. 

Y/n’s phone went off, the name of his/her/their ex on the screen. Connor took it from the table, he practiced for a moment Y/n’s voice and he took the call.

´´I am sorry, Y/e/n, I don’t want anything from you anymore`` Connor said with Y/n`s voice. The ex didn’t seem convinced, so he tried and tried with every Connor’s denial. The android had less and less patience for this jerk.

´´Look, you asshole, I am independent, and I don’t need a man like you in my life. I am not taking any of your fucking calls anymore`` Connor said ´´I am already in love with someone else. His name is Connor. Have a good day``. 

Connor just got what he just said, his cheeks filling with thirium, turning to a little blue blush. ´´I love Connor`` he said to hisself, feeling the blush get bigger and bigger. He didn’t know if Y/N would return his feelings, but it felt good hearing his/her/their voice say it. 

What the android didn’t know is that Y/n, behind the wall, heard him. His/her/their blush building up. 

One day, Y/n would use those words to tell him that she/he/they loves/love him.

[our-love-forever]

Stupid Things Humans Do | Connor

There were many things that Connor did not understand about humans – despite being the advanced android he was – and what he did not understand in particular were the weird and stupid habits humans had.

Another day another time, Connor was getting some coffee for Hank – he had drunk himself away last night but luckily with no Russian roulette involved – and he spotted you in the corner of his eye as you were getting some coffee for yourself. Sensing how eager you were to be at work for some odd reason, the android knew that something could go wrong if you weren’t careful enough. Faster than he had expected, you were already nearing your cup to your lips, sensing immediate disaster.

One morning, you had arrived at the DPD with a small hop in your step and went to excitedly gush at Connor about a new tv series that you had just discovered, telling him every little detail of what had happened in the last episode. Connor was beyond confused at what you were talking about and had to stop you before you lost your breath. How and why were you so excited about a simple tv show?

“Wait! It’s-” But his small effort to stop you ended in vain. You were already jumping around with your tongue sticking out. ‘How could you be so careless?’ he could only think to himself.

Not only did he see these habits from you but from the other officers around him as well. They all had their own ridiculous human characteristics and Connor couldn’t understand why.

“Why do humans get excited about simple things and do things that they know will injure them?” he asked aloud to himself, his mind trying to find the right algorithm to fit unto his problem.

“Well, I can’t even explain it myself since I don’t understand either,” you snickered at your own statement. Connor eyed your face for a few seconds, some bewilderment clouding his thinking. Not even humans were able to find an answer?

Connor pondered for a while within himself until he decided to give up and go back to his own assigned work, a small smile on his lips.

“Why the smile, Connor?” you asked the android in front of you. His eyes did not leave the case that he was taking a look at, yet his smile began to widen.

“Just wondering if you will do something unexpected and ‘stupid’ in the next few seconds.”

The playful punch to his arm answered his statement. At this rate, Connor was sure there was no way he would be able to understand humans.    

[plutonium-triestodraw]

"OFFICER CHEN"

Tina jerked her head up just in time to see Nines bolting towards her.

If she didn't know better she'd assume Cyberlife built engine powered roller blades into his shoes with how fast he was running.

Nines nearly vaulted over a desk before realising that there was still others in the proximity, and such extensive measures would lead to others assuming Nines was attempting some sort of urgent police pursuit.

Nevertheless he ran into the breakdown with haste, and Tina noticed that his LED was blaring red.

Something was wrong.

"Nines? What is it?" Tina pushed herself away from the table Gavin and her had been chatting at as Gavin also stood looked over to the android at the doorway.

"WHERE IS THE WOUND?"

Gavin looked like Nines had grown a second head, and honestly, he was so loud that it sure sounded like it.

"What wo-"

"I HAVE DISC-"

"Do ya mind turning it down a bit what the fu-"

"OFFICER CHEN WHERE IS YOUR WOUND? WHEN DID THIS INCI-"

"Nines chill out," Tina finally managed to get out, "What wound are you talking about? What did you even find?"

Nines looked a mixture of worried, anxious, and ready to flip over a desk.

The android seemed to realize his volume before elaborating, a bit quieter, "There was blood on the seat cushion on your desk chair, are you alright?"

Tina and Gavin stared in varying states of confusion before turning to each other. Gavin with a quirked eyebrow and Tina with her mouth slightly ajar.

Before it clicked.

Tina snorted a little bit.

Honestly, if what Nines had said was true, she was glad that it was him who found out, out of all of the other people in the precinct.

But that meant that she had the task of calming down a very panicked android, who was worried that his colleague was bleeding.

"Officer if you require assistance please tell me," Nines said, still looking panicked, and wondering why Tina hadn't even tried to explain where the blood had been coming from.

Gavin seemed to finally understand it now, and chuckled a little bit when the realization set in.

"Nines it's, well," Gavin looked at Tina, asking for permission to continue. Tina nodded before chuckling a bit to herself.

"It's called a period".

Nines seemed even more confused now.

"A grammatical term used to signify-"

"No no no, not the language term," Gavin said, laughing a little, "it's called menstruation".

Nines was very confused. When Gavin didn't add on to his explanation, he searched it up himself.

His LED spun once before settling back to red, and then yellow. Nines grimaced slightly at what the search had brought up.

At least his colleague didn't have an untreated wound, but still, a period sounded just as painful.

Open bleeding for up to a week? Cramps? Comparisons to the pain of childbirth?

"Nines, thanks for worrying so much about me buddy, but I'm fine," said Tina, still smiling.

"I think you left your change of uniform in your locker from last week," Gavin told her.

She nodded in thanks, and then downed the rest of her coffee.

She clapped Nines on the shoulder and said a quick thanks before going to grab the keys to her locker.

Nines and Gavin just stared at each other for a few seconds.

"Gavin?"

"Yeah tin can?"

"I don't know how she does it."

"Does what," asked Gavin curiously, Nines looked like he had seen a ghost.

"How do people continue with daily routines while dealing with monthly menstruations".

"That Nines, is an answer I can't give you," said Gavin.

"I read that chocolate helps," said Nines, still in a slight daze.

"It most certainly does," said Tina with a chuckle, as she passed by the room in the hallway.