#rip connor

[fuck-rodriguez]

oh how i love 4th of July, the same day Connor had a panic attack cuz the fireworks reminded him of when his friend was shot dead in front of him

RIP CONNOR, LOVE U VAMP

[catgirl-ashe]

OH MY GOD CONNOR JUST DIED

[cownnor]

'I'll take Connor Whump headcanons for $800, Alex.'

Okay imagine– post game, post deviancy. Connor gets shot in the stomach and chest while chasing down a suspect for the DPD. He doesn’t feel pain, he’s still functional, and while yes the sensation of the bullets grinding against his spinal cables is uncomfortable, it doesn’t make him inoperable. Nonetheless, he goes in for repairs at a shop. Hank goes with him.

At first Connor is calm. He’s been repaired before, several times in fact. While this is the first time since his deviancy, he’s not concerned.

He goes back into the repair bay, and is immediately uneasy. This is a shop run by Cyberlife employees. He’s regretting not just going to Jericho, but this shop was closer. He realizes he doesn’t trust these people– he doesn’t know them. He didn’t think it would be a problem because it never was before. He’s only got the one body, and none of these techs will even speak to him. But they’re already there, and he doesn’t want to inconvenience Hank, so he decided to go through with it.

Once he’s up on the rig, they hook into his systems, and his autonomy disappears. He can’t move, can’t talk, can’t twitch, can’t blink. They control his everything. He immediately begins to panic, but there’s nothing he can do about it. He’s trapped in his body and they control his code. Then they’re opening him up, removing his chest plate, digging their fingers into his chest. His innards don’t have nerves, but he can feel everything. He can feel with they twist apart his internal consumption valve, when they shove a metal prong under one of his spinal nodes and pry them apart with a hiss and a click, when they tug out his temperature regulator.

And he panics. There’s fingers inside of him. Of course he panics. But there’s nothing he can do.

It takes them three hours to completely repair him. By the time he’s released back to Hank his mind is in shambles. He answers all their questions and preforms for all their tests, and then he does everything in his power to get out of the building as quickly as possible.

Hank notices his panic right away. He wants to make a scene at these techs for being so fucking careless with Connor, but Connor looks like he might puke despite the inability to do so, and the need to get him home is stronger.

So they go home. Connor ends up showering to wash away the smells of their hands off his body, and dresses in one of Hank’s sweatshirts with a pair of sweats. He ends up sleeping in Hank’s bed for the day, curled around Sumo who is more or less just laying on top of him, massive head tucked under Connor’s chin. Hank falls asleep in the chair next to his bed while watching to make sure Connor doesn’t... die, basically. They go to Jericho from then on.

[thedevianthunterrk800]

am i kicked out of the fandom yet 

[thxandroidsxntbycybxrlifx]

Awakening

Warnings:

Blood, torture, violence, eye trauma, water torture

@the-fire-in-the-attic (tagging your because it has your boy)

The shock had been painful, the feeling of the electricity running through his body being the first thing he remembered as his eye snapped open. Connor didn’t get time to process what was happening as his head was forcefully grabbed, fingers tangling in his hair as his head was dunked underwater causing warnings to flash across his vision. He struggled to break free but something seemed to stab him all over causing him pain before his head was being lifted from the water with a sharp tug on his dark hair. Connor gasped and sputtered, coughing out water as he blinked rapidly to clear the water from his eye. “Glad to see that you’re awake.” Came the calm voice of Agent Himura. The android opened his mouth to speak only to have his head shoved back under the water causing him to inhale the liquid, errors now flashing across his vision as he began to choke under the water.

Once again, his hair was being yanked hard, pulling him back up out of the water. Connor choked once more, barely getting time to expel all the water in his system before another liquid was dumped on his head, causing him to grimace, feeling how it seemed to burn him. His system was quick to supply him with what it was. Bleach. Himura was bleaching his hair. Why? He didn’t long to think about it as his head was shoved underwater again.

Things persisted this way till Connor’s hair was no longer the dark brown that his model came with. Now, it was bleached an almost golden blond, wet strands hanging over his forehead as he shivered slightly. His throat and chest burned, his LED blinked red, his body pulling up his levels of stress. Despite all of this, Connor still had the will to glare at the human, his one eye full of rage and hatred as he looked up at the human. Himura seemed to pull at his black leather gloves, seeming to pull them tighter on his hands, his dark eyes focused on his hands, paying Connor no mind. All conversations had stopped, neither of them saying anything to the other. Suddenly, those gloved hands were grabbing the android’s face, causing Connor to struggle, shaking his head to try and break free of the grip. This seemed to irritate the agent as he pulled back, landing a hard punch to practically the center of Connor’s face, causing something to crack.

Thirium was suddenly pouring down his face from his nose as he hissed in pain, those hands grabbing his jaw fight in one hand while the other was pressed against his forehead. “Don’t make this harder than it has to be.” He muttered, the first thing to leave him in what felt like hours. Suddenly, the hand on his forehead was moving to rest next to his one good eye, his thumb ghosting over his lower lid. “Half of the work is already done. Lucky you.” Despite the violent acts that the other was doing, he sounded cool and collected, as if he was just talking with someone about a report at the station. It put Connor’s insides in knots. Suddenly, the human’s thumb and index finger was being jabbed into his eye, causing the detective to let out a shriek of pain, trying to struggle and break free once more. More thirium rolled down the android’s face, his screams filling the room as Himura seemed to take his time ripping out the eye, twisting his fingers and thumb back and forth before finally yanking hard, ripping it from the socket.

Connor was suddenly in darkness, his body hunching forward as gasping screams and sobs wreck his body, his stress levels rising quickly. It didn’t seem like that was enough for the agent as he was grabbing Connor by his bleached hair, yanking his head back. Connor did the one thing he never thought he would do. He began to beg. Beg for his life, for Himura to stop. His begging seemed to fall on deaf ears as his face was grabbed once more, firm fingers squishing his face, making the other look almost cute, despite the missing eyes, busted nose, and thirium gushing down his face. Nothing happened past that though, the human seeming to pause as he stared expressionlessly down at the android at his feet. “You’re such a disappointment, Connor. Your brother at least got through the next step before he started begging for his life.”

Something seemed to be kicked up within the android at the mention of his brother. Did Himura just admit to being the reason that Collin had disappeared? God he hoped so because when he got out of this, he was going to kick this douchebag’s ass. That is, if he got out of this. And if he was in the state to actually do said things. If Himura had done this to Collin, he could understand why his brother was so scared to go out anywhere by himself.

The tight grip on his jaw pulled him back to reality. Seems the agent was finally making his move. God, Connor wished he could see. Suddenly, fingers were being forced into his eye sockets, causing him to cry out in pain, fresh thirium rolling down his cheeks again. Suddenly, his vision was flicking to life, warnings and errors visible once more, or rather, they were there. Connor couldn’t actually clearly see anything as the eye was pushed painfully into place. And almost pastel blue now flicked around the room before staring up at Himura, his lips curled back in a grimace. It didn’t seem to take nearly as long for the other eye to be popped in, causing Connor to blink rapidly. These eyes were not compatible with his model and his system knew it, vibrant errors and warnings flashing across his vision, not helping his stress in the slightest.

Connor stared up at the man, his blurry figuring seeming to loom over the detective. Suddenly, the hand holding his jaw was loosening, his thumb now lightly running over Connor’s cheek and jawline in an almost affectionate manner. “Perfection.” He breathed, dark eyes now staring down into pastel blue. “Now for the final piece.” Himura moved away for a moment before coming back. Connor didn’t get the chance to find out what it was as he was being hit again, causing his head to snap back as his lip was busted, thirium oozing from his nose once more as a thin line trickled down from his lip, mixing with the mess on his face. “This seemed to work well the first time.” Suddenly, electricity was running through Connor’s body as he threw his head back, his eyes wide as his mouth opened in a silent scream, his system suddenly overloading. That was the last things Connor remembered before he went into a forced standby mode, his body falling limp to the floor.

[dolart4545]

[alittlebitreed-blog]

@empathydriven | x

“you can’t even trust the police. what is this world coming to?”

[iloveconnorfromdetroit]

what am I doing with my existence?