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New Design pt 3/2 (BONUS)

By Madison S. (AKA GlitchGirl318)

Word count: 1340

Y/N- your name

Part 1-https://glitch-girl318.tumblr.com/post/175260818927/new-design-pt-%C2%BD-tea-with-loki/embed

Part 2-https://glitch-girl318.tumblr.com/post/175268946198/newdesignpt1/embed

WARNING: emotional, hints at surgery, prosthetic limbs, anger and violence, kissing

[a bit of a shorter fic. I was anxious to get this idea out so apologies if it seems rushed. I've had this thought in my head for a while. Enjoy]

Pairing: Connor x reader (romantically)

Hank x reader (paternal)

3rd person POV

(Reader is female or identifying as she/her)

Connor stared at the empty desk. It had been 3 months since the accident and Y/N still hadn’t returned to work. ‘Could I have prevented it?’ He thought to himself. He had been so lost in his own mind that he hadn’t heard Lieutenant Anderson calling for him.

“Connor? Connor!” Hank waved a hand in front of the android's face. “You still with me son?” Hank’s usually gruff and indifferent disposition softened into sincere worry.

“My apologies, Hank. I was just...thinking.” Connor answered after a moment. His LED shining a vibrant yellow. “Y/N still hasn’t returned to work. It is two days past her release day and she’s still not here.” He looked like a lost puppy, his eyes trailed the patterns in the floor.

The sudden sound of uneven clacking broke him out of his trance. They almost sounded like footsteps, but one seemed...off. The officers in the room all crowded around the sound, whispering incoherently. Some seemed happy and surprised while others sounded pitiful. Hank and Connor couldn’t see the cause of the commotion through the sea of people. “Where is Detective Reed?” The owner of the clacking sound spoke up, her familiar voice soft and gentle. The voice finally broke free from the crowd, revealing that it was none other than you. Hank gasped, looking over your new design. Your damaged leg was replaced with a sleek white porcelain prosthetic, complete with nerve control and full maneuverability. The leg was pointed to a replaceable foot, which you had placed an elegant heel, the heel itself serving as a weapon of its own.

As you reached to tuck your hair behind your ear, you revealed another improvement. A prosthetic arm similar to your leg had been molded onto your right limb, each finger moving independently. A heart shaped ruby ring sat comfortably on the ring finger.

As you turned around, looking for someone, your final prosthetic was revealed. This one however blended into your skin much easier, unlike the near-glowing white color of the other two. The only indicators revealing there had been any work done was a perfectly round scar that circled your left eye. The eye itself had been replaced with a standard optical receptor similar to what an android would have. A circle of light rested just above it glowing a soft blue. Connor could only assume that it was to monitor the functionality of the eye.

As he looked over your face one last time, he saw it contort into a very faked smile. Once he realized who it was for, him and Hank quickly made it over to where you stood. They barely caught you in time as Gavin Reed entered, a scolding cup of coffee in his hands.

He took a sip as he entered only to spit it back out as he caught sight of you. He slowly and cautiously approached you, hoping you wouldn’t have any hard feelings. “Y/N! It’s so good to have you back!” His awkward and faked excitement only fueled your rage. Everyone stepped aside as they watched you.

“Gavin!” You feigned. “It’s good to see you! How are you? I see you’ve recovered quite nicely.” Your eye twitched as you stared at him. “Oh, wait a moment. You never got hurt, did you?” Anger began to seep into your voice. Gavin took a step back, suddenly frightened at what you might do. “That’s right! Why was that again? Oh, right! Because you used me as a human shield!” You screamed, slowly stepping closer to him. “And I spent two months in the hospital fighting for my life, going through an experimental procedure that could have left me permanently handicapped.”

“B-but you’re okay now right?” His voice quivered, his body shaking in fear. He had ignited an anger in you that you never knew existed. “S-so no harm done, r-right?”

That’s what pushed you over. You backed him against the wall and pulled him up by his shirt, your porcelain fingers gripping the material tightly. “No harm done?” You repeated, a bitter laugh escaping your lips. “I nearly died because of you! If you had just kept your fucking mouth shut-“ your grip tightened and your android eye glowed a dangerous red.

“You didn’t even come to visit me in the hospital…” your voice wavered off, remorse lining your words. “I want so badly to see you suffer like I suffered!” Your body was tense, every muscle contorted with your anger.

“Y/N.” A gruff voice called to you as you felt a warm hand grip your shoulder. “This isn’t going to help anything.” Hank said, feeling your muscles relax a bit. “If you hurt him, it brings you down to his level. You’re better than that.” His words calmed you. You released your grip on Gavin, setting him down roughly.

“If you hurt anyone ever again, it’ll be the last thing you’ll so.” You threatened. You turned back to Hank and Connor, immediately shifting back to the calm and sweet girl that had walked in. You pulled them both into a tight hug, tears brimming your eyes. “Sorry about that guys. I guess I got a little carried away.” You blushed in embarrassment, which Connor found to be adorable. He couldn’t deny that your unusually aggressive tone churned something inside him. Something he couldn’t quite understand.

“Don’t worry about it kid.” Hank patted your back, wrapping his arm around your shoulders and walking you to his desk. “Gavin deserved it. It was so satisfying to see him cower in fear.” He laughed, plopping down in his chair.

As you and Hank continued to chat, you had nearly forgotten all about Connor. He sat as his desk, watching you intently. His eyes were soft and his posture relaxed. You’d never seen him like this before. “Hey, Con?” You said, scooting over to sit on his desk.

Your voice pulled him back to reality and he blinked at you. “My apologies, Y/N.” He said, giving you his full attention. “I was just thinking.”

“About what?” You asked, your nosey instincts kicking in. “Is it a girl? I can see that look in your eyes!” You were giddy, always excited about any kind of gossip. “Who is she? I want all the details!” You leaned forward, resting your head in your hands.

His LED flashed yellow before he spoke. “I guess it is about a girl.” He smiled softly, looking down at his hands as he continued. “She’s sweet, and strong, and very...independent. The most beautiful woman I’ve ever had the pleasure of meeting. His face softened into one of longing and adoration. “She’s been gone for a while, but she’s never left my mind.” He smirked looking up at you, though his expression fell as he saw yours. Your eyes had grown dark and your smile was bittersweet. You felt your heart ache as you saw how much he loved this woman.

“I’m really happy for you, Connor.” You faked a smile, a lump catching in your throat as you fought back tears. “When do we get to meet her?” You asked, taking a deep, shaky breath.

“You already have.” Connor stood up, placing himself between your legs as you sat on his desk. “She’s you.” He whispered, his soft synthetic lips pressing against yours in a gentle kiss. It took you a moment to process before you pressed back into the passionate kiss, weaving your fingers through his soft brown hair.

“Oh, get a room you two!” Hank’s voice forced you to break the kiss, a dark crimson staining your face. When you looked over, you saw he had a content smirk on his face as he typed away on his computer.

It took you a moment to calm yourself from the sudden emotional roller coaster before you could turn back to Connor. He looked at you with the same look of adoration he’d had a moment ago. “So,” he started, “who’s the lucky android you have a crush on?”

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New Design pt 2/2

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By Madison S. (AKA GlitchGirl318)

Word count: 1384

Y/N- your name

WARNING: talk of gore, kidnapping, emotional distress, severe injury including amputation and gunshot wounds, subtle hints at Conor love

[thank you all so much for all the support on my first fic. It’s only been a few hours but I’ve gotten a lot of positive feedback. Thank you all. This is a much longer fic that will be separated into two parts. Enjoy]

“Y/N! In my office!” As soon as you sat down at your desk, Fowler called you to his office. You sighed and got up. As you entered Fowler’s office, you noticed there was someone else there.

“Gavin Reed.” You scoffed, sitting next to him. “So what’s this about?” You asked, avoiding any eye contact with Gavin.

Connor and Hank watched you through the glass walls of Fowler’s office. Connor scanned your features, remembering every detail. Your perfect, confident posture to your neatly styled hair to the way your eyelashes curl as you blink. His internal cooling systems kicked into gear as he studied you. Software instability. It flashed in his vision like an annoying mosquito. He ignored it, choosing instead to listen to your discussion with Fowler.

“I’m assigning you two to another case. Hostage situation. A crazed man high on red ice is camping out in a warehouse not far from here. He’s kidnapped the child of his dealer and is threatening to kill her. I’m also sending Hank and Connor as backup. This guy s dangerous and the last this we need is one of you getting killed.” Fowler was frank. You both nodded and hurried to grab your things. You told the other two about the plan as you made your way to the warehouse.

“You two stay back and let us handle it. If things start to get hairy, I’ll signal for you to come help. Our objective is to get the child out of there unharmed.” You briefed the others quickly as you strapped a bulletproof vest around your chest. “Hank, Connor, wait for my signal.” You turned to your partner. “And Gavin…” he was giving you a seductive look as you tucked your gun away. “...just stay focused.”

“How can i stay focused with the sexiest cop in the district at my side?” You and Hank groaned in disgust. Connor watched Gavin, his LED flashing red. Wait...why red? You wondered to yourself. You shook the thought from your head and exited the car.

“Stay the fuck back!” The man held a gun to a little girl’s head. “Tell that fucker i want my drugs!” He was angry. You slowly approached along side Gavin.

“Just put the gun down and all of this will be over. We don’t want to hurt anyone.” You spoke soft yet firm. “Let the girl go and no one gets hurt.” You watched the man intently, his eyes dilated and shifting between you and Gavin.

“I want my drugs!” He screamed, now pointing the gun at Gavin.

“Just put the gun down and let the girl go.” You insisted, inching closer. His eyes were bloodshot. You continued to speak gently, choosing your words carefully. “No one is going to hurt you. I know you’re upset but she has nothing to do with it. She’s up no use to you.” He looked into your eyes, noticing how intense yes gentle they were. His arm lowered and his grip on the girl released. She immediately ran to you. You gave a signal to Connor and Hank and they immediately came to retrieve her and take her to safety.

You turned back to the man, trying your best to keep him calm. “It’s ok. It’s not your fault. You are not a bad person.”

The sound of Gavin’s voice alerted your attention. “Not a bad person? He’s high on illegal drugs and he kidnapped a child! How is he not a bad person?” The man’s rage returned and he pointed his gun at Gavin.

“You fuck!” The man’s finger reached for the trigger as Gavin pulled you to him. You heard four gunshots. You felt the pain. Then your vision went black.

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“Y/N? Are you ok?” Hank looked at you with worried eyes. He ran to you, ignoring the warnings from Ciara, and wrapped you into a tight hug. “I thought I lost you…” You winced slightly from the pain, your chest heavy with guilt. When he finally let you go, his look of relief was replaced with one of fear. “What did they do to you?” It wasn’t until just then that you took a look at yourself. Specifically, where the pain was coming from. You ripped the sheets off of you, staring at your leg.

“I...I don’t understand.” You looked at Ciara, hoping for an answer. “What happened to me?” Ciara opened her mouth to speak but was interrupted by a familiar voice.

“You were shot by him.” Connor’s voice cracked slightly, as if he had been crying. Crying? But androids can't feel emotion. Not like humans can. He sat down in one of the white chairs in your room.”

“Ciara? Do you mind if we talk in private please?” You asked sweetly, giving her the most convincing puppy eyes you could. Connor nearly melted at the sight of you. His internal cooling systems whirring again. She nodded and left the room, closing the door behind her. “Connor, what happened to me?” His face grew dark at your question. Tears fell down his face as he spoke.

“You were dealing with drug addiction had kidnapped a child. You were just about to make the arrest when…” the LED on his temple cast a dark red glow onto his face. “When officer Reed spoke up.” You nodded slowly, remembering those details. “The suspect was about to shoot Reed when he pulled you in front of him.” Hank’s eyes grew misty at the memory. “You were hot twice in your left leg, once in your right arm, and once…” he looked down, no longer able to look at you. “...and once through your left eye.” You paused, tears flowing over your cheeks. You finally took a good look at yourself. A metal replacement was attached to you just below your left knee, a similar structure on your hand just below your wrist. You reached up to touch your face. Where your eye once sat was now a plastic replica. “All of your parts came from androids.” Connor breathed heavily, resting his hand on your lap.

“Why did they need to be replaced?” Your words caught in your throat as you spoke, scared to hear the answer.

Connor took your human hand gingerly, his soft skin gently caressing your fingers. “There was too much nerve damage for them to be salvaged.” He spoke simply, his beautiful golden eyes full of so much sorrow.

“I still don’t understand.” You said softly, your breath quivering. “Why android parts?”

It was Hank’s turn to explain, his tears gone as quickly as they’d appeared. “Apparently your blood type is extremely rare and they weren’t able to find a viable donor. So CyberLife offered to take you into their experimental program. We didn’t have much of a choice. We didn’t want you to lose it all.” Hank’s words were forced as he attempted to choke down his tears.

You looked at them both, a smile teasing at your lips. They really care about me don’t they? You looked at your new hand, lifting it to your face. Though it was still painful, you turned it over, taking in the details, even trying to flex the fingers. Connor watched you, his hold on your other hand tightening slightly. “You know…” you started, a giggle escaping your lips. “I could get used to this new design. I’m like a cyborg now.

“A cyborg? Jesus my own daughter is a cyborg.” Hank chuckled, slightly amused at the idea. “My little princess, not only fell in love with an android, but she’s hart android now too.” The sound of his laugh tickled your ears, though the found of Connor’s confusion soon brought a crimson to your cheeks.

“In love with an android? Who?” Connor tilted his head slightly. You nearly gushed at how cute he was. He acted almost like a puppy. The cutest puppy you’d ever seen. Oh, how effortlessly he had stolen your heart.

You laughed, patting his hand. “We can discuss it later, when I’m finally out of here and back at the house.” You motioned for Hank to give you a hug to which he happily obliged. “Now you two knuckleheads get back to work.” You teased as they exited your room. “And kick Gain’s ass for me!”

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MS318 IMPORTANT INFORMATION

1.First and foremost, she is not biologically an android. She was born from a wealthy couple. Her parents, being well known in her community, did not want a child as they wanted to keep their wealth for their own, but because they were constantly in the public eye, they didn’t want to get an abortion. Instead they had her in secret, telling the public they had a miscarriage. They gave the child to their servant androids, whom she was taught and raised by. (Think of The Help).

2.The androids that raised her made her a personalized uniform to convince her she was one of them. They went so far as to pretend to sleep at night and eat to convince her that it was normal for androids to do so.

3.She had never been injured enough to draw blood, hence why she never questioned having different colored blood.

4.Because she was raised by and treated like an android, she acts like one, making her very sensitive to her surroundings as well as subtle changes in a person’s mood.

5.She’s very short and is often mistaken for a young child.

6.She often watched the children of her masters’ friends.

7.She is patient and kind while also having a firm side.

8.She is very shy.

9.If she is stressed, she takes a defensive pose. She’s often called ‘Kitten’ because of this (meaning she’s small and frightened, ready to run up a tree if spooked.)

10.She was physically and mentally abused by her masters/parents. Small things like tripping her and kicking her.

11.She flinches at any kind of physical contact.

12.She doesn’t know her birthday but she knows she’s about 18-19 years old.

13.Shortly after she turned 18, she found a note detailing her masters’ child and how they wanted to get rid of her.

14.She began to question everything when her masters’ friend broke a vase and threw her into the shards. This caused her first serious injury; a long, deep cut along her right arm.

15.Her android caretakers attempted to keep it a secret from her, trying to keep her convinced she was an android.

16.She left that night, running as far away from the mansion as she could.

17Another deviant android had told her to go to Detroit and find Markus. (Shortly before the revolution)

18.Very emotional and develops crushed easily

(I will add to this as more information is revealed about her.)

[glitch-girl318]

Writing a fic on this cutie patootie next

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[glitch-girl318]

Ever's Destinee

By Madison S. (AKA GlitchGirl318)

Word count: 878

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WARNING: mentions of blood and broken bones, this fic deals with mental illnesses suck as depression, please read at your own risk.

[This is a simple fic I wrote a few years back when I was dealing a lot with severe depression and suicidal thoughts. It’s not necessarily a self insert as me channeling my thoughts into characters. Your support and constructive criticism is always welcomed and appreciated.]

The wind gently blew through her dark hair. The bright sun warm on her dark skin. She stared out at the crowd in front of her.

"Just jump already!" A woman screamed.

"No one will miss you!" said another.

"You're worthless!" a child yelled.

She turned around to face the dark pit before her. Tears slowly fell from her sky eyes. She fell on her knees, her dainty hands covering her face. She cried out for someone to help her. No one came.

"Please!" she pleaded. "Leave me alone!" her voice cracked with emotion.

"It's time you go back where you came from." The deep voice was close behind her. Firm hands pushed her. Into the void.

She awoke in immense pain. She screamed out for help. Everything was dark now. She could feel the bones in her leg. Something thick and wet covered her hands. ‘Legs aren't supposed to bend that way.’ She thought. The smell of blood and flowers filled her nose.

"Someone! Anyone! Please help me!" she called into the darkness. She knew no one would come. She laid down, waiting for the cool touch of Death's hand. Her ears listened for any kind of sound other than her own sobbing. The sudden sound of singing pierced through the silence.

"Take my hand, I'll take you home" the voice sang soft and sweet. A bright light fell from above. "Take my hand, I'll take you home." The light floated closer. She reached into it, hoping it was the gateway to paradise. A relief from her suffering.

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She sat straight up in her bed, her heart racing and her face covered in sweat. She reached for the glass of water on her bedside table with a shivering hand. Lifting the glass to her lips, she took a long drink.

Her loving husband laid next to her, fast asleep. His tan skin drowned in the satin sheets.

She looked at the digital clock on the table. 3am. She got out of bed.

The soft rustling of the sheets caught her attention. Luke’s awake. "Ever? Why're you up so early?" Luke’s gentle hand grasped hers. "Come back to bed. Tell me what's going on." his voice was low and comforting. Ever sat on the edge of the bed and began sobbing into her hands. Luke wrapped his wife in a warm blanket and pulled her close.

"I had that dream again..." Ever said between tears. Luke wiped the tears from her face, pulling him closer to him "I'm scared. What if Destinee has to go through that?"

"Destinee is just a little girl, and she's strong. Just like her mother." A smile flashed across Ever's face as she thought about her baby girl. "Ever, tell me about the voice again."

"It was soft and sweet. Like an angel." She had told him this a thousand times before, always the same way. She told him how the voice melted her heart. "And how did it make you feel?" He pulled her in closer, resting her head on his chest. His heartbeat was steady and strong.

"Warm. Happy. Like everything was going to be alright." She closed her eyes, and listened as Luke began to sing. His gentle voice like a breeze on the beach. "It's you."

Luke looked at his wife, eyes widened in surprise. "Me? What do you mean?"

"You're the voice. You're the light." She hugged him tightly. "You're my hope."

He wrapped his arms tightly around Ever.

"Whatever happened to you in the past is over, but those evil words are still embedded in your heart. They're trapped in your nightmares." His grip tightened around her. "I'm here to help chase them away." His face was now wet with tears.

The door slowly creaked open. In came their Destinee. Her blankie in hand, she crawled into the bed with her parents. "Mommy? Why are you sad?"

A smile spread across Ever's face as she looked at her little girl. She pulled Destinee into her arms and held her close. "Do you remember the monsters that live in momma's dreams?"

"Oh." Destinee clung to Ever's chest. "I'll save you mommy!" Tears began to well up in Ever's eyes. “Teddy will chance the monsters away!’

"Oh Destinee...you are so precious. Thank you." Ever softly kissed Destinee's forehead. "Now come on little one. Time for bed." Ever picked up the little girl and took her to her room. She set Destinee down on her bed and tucked her in with all her stuffed animals.

"Mommy? Will you sing to me?" Her tiny hands held onto Ever's.

"Of course I can honey." Ever sat next to the bed and began to softly sing her lullaby. "Safe in mommy's arms. Safe in mommy's lullabies. Safe from the monster's grip. Safe from monster's eyes. So sleep now my little one. No more cause for tears. Mommy's here to keep you safe and chase away your fears."

Destinee yawned, looking up at her mother. “Will the monsters come back, mommy?” Her innocent eyes were filled with so much curiosity and wonder.

“Not tonight. Teddy scared them off.” Ever smiled, gently caressing her daughter’s cheek. “Thank you, princess.” She gently kissed Destinee’s forehead goodnight and started for the door. “Goodnight my Destinee.”

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POSTING A TESTER FIC

Just a little something I wrote a couple years ago. Just a tester to see if my writing is good enough and to gage how I’ve improved.

[fivepixelphan]

Stable Boy - Chapter Two

It’s Only Been a Few Hours

Summary: Phil wishes he was back with Dan, instead of at the ball, and find a way to sneak out.

Word Count: 3k+ (CHAPTER ONE + TWO = 7k+)

READ CHAPTER ONE

[fivepixelphan]

Take a Moment

This was a cute challenge I found ( however I did edit it a bit )! Moments in Dan and Phil’s lives. fluff / angst

Warnings: one or so swears and mentions of the vdayvid. also some crying and angst

Word Count: 3.3k+

READ ON AO3