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Update
My new url is @the-dbh-enthusiasts feel free to follow me over on that one! Headcanons should all be posted there as well! Sorry for the inconvenience!
Update:
I made this Tumblr as a sideblog with no knowledge of how a sideblog works so I am just now realizing that I reply to you with my main blog, which I would rather not do. I may create a new blog and transfer what existing headcanons I have over there. Will update as to what my new blog name will be. I'm glad to at least have found this out before my blog got too many posts. Sorry for the inconvenience.
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Headcanon
Requested by @vittiria137! Can you make a headcanon about after Hank dies with Connors perspective? Maybe Connor is scucidal?
Warnings: Death, mentions of scuicide, mentions of drug abuse.
Summary: It had been years after Connor moved in with Hank, years more after the start of the Android Revolution. The day was like any other and Hank was sleeping in again. It normally happened that Hank would wake up after Connor had drawn his bedroom curtains to let light seep in but today it seemed like he needed extra convincing. Connor leaned over the side of the bed. "Hank?" No response. He shook the luteniants shoulder and paused. His body temperature was near non-existent.
Connor:
Connor frantically runs a full scan and the luteniants ID hovers in his vision.
It reads: "Luteniant Anderson, Hank" Underneath it in bold lettering it spelled: "Deceased"
For the next week Connor doesn't show up to the DPD.
It pains him too much to walk past the luteniants old desk.
Of course Connor had noticed that Hanks wrinkles seemed to grow, that Hank seemed more fatigued but Connor didn't want to think about the inevitable of Hanks death. After all, Connor already hated having to watch Hank age as he stayed the same.
Connor recalls the memory of Sumo passing. Hank had helped him through the grief. It was Connors first confrontation with loss.
Connors hair becomes messy. He has no reason to brush or style it.
Connor feels lonely for the first time in a long time.
Connor is overwhelmed with emotion; loss, pain, denial. Whenever he was caught up in too much for him to handle the Luteniant would help him understand the emotions he felt.
Connor wishes that something could take the loss away, even if only a temporary fix. Something like Red Ice but Connor is an Android and cannot use such substances.
That's a thing Connor hates about feeling lonely. Any human can pick their poison but for an Android posions didn't effect him.
After Connors initial emotions filter through Connor is confronted with something arguably worse: Numbness.
The numbness is crushing, it almost feels as if he was just a machine again. He wonders that if you don't feel emotion, are you even alive?
Connor knew a way to escape the lack of feeling. Deactivation. It was so close all that it would take is removing his Thirium Pump Regulator.
He knows that if he were to deactivate himself he wouldn't be coming back, RK800's were no longer manufactured.
After days of sitting in Hanks home, the home where Hank had passed, Connor finally removes his Thirium Pump.
Red, urgent words flashed in his vision: "Danger: Shutdown imminent"
Connor recalls back to when Hank asked what happens when an Android dies. Nothing? Android heaven?
Connors main functions begin to shut down. Connor thinks about how he could put the pump back in and everything would be fine. But why would he want to?
Notes: Geez it's really hard to get into the headspace to write headcanons like this, but I was glad to do it! I hope this is acceptable for the lovely person who requested it! Please alert me if there are any spelling/grammar mistakes!
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Headcanon
Not a request! How would the characters react to the reader crying after waking up from a particularly bad nightmare?
Warnings: none
Connor
He of course rushes up next to you and take you into his arms.
You're practically sitting in his lap.
He pulls up the cuff of his jacket and wipes the tears from your cheeks.
Very gentle, slow movements.
Lightly whispers shhhh, shhhh as he's scanning you for injuries because what if you huRT yOuRSelF.
He let's you rest your head in the crook of his neck.
He interlaces his fingers with yours and brings your hand up to kiss it.
Encourages you to tell him about the nightmare. Of course you pour out every detail to him as he rubs his thumb across the back of your hand.
If you get a little too overwhelmed to carry on telling him about the nightmare he kisses your forehead and tells you that it's fine.
He stays with you like that until you fall asleep in his arms.
He moves carefully as to not wake you and gently places your head back on the pillow and tucks you in.
If you can't fall asleep he offers to show you how he does his coin tricks, this makes you laugh.
Markus
He enters the room cautiously.
As soon as he realizes that you're crying he hurriedly walks over to sit down on the bed.
He brushes the strands of hair from your face and tilts your chin up to meet his eyes and asks "Are you okay."
When your sobbing only worsens he pulls you into a hug.
The hug is tight, not suffocatingly so, and he has a hand on the back of your head, pulling you close.
You two stay like this for a while, he doesn't want to pressure you into telling him about it.
In this short while sings or hums, any tune you want.
You both end up laying down and cuddling until you fall asleep. Of course Markus is the big spoon.
He sneaks out to make you breakfast in the morning.
Kara
She's at your side immediately. Mom senses new something was awry.
She sidles up next to you and wraps her arms around you "It's okay, it's okay."
She presses kisses into your hair and rubs the back of your scalp.
She is all about reassuring words. Her voice is soft and steady.
She rocks you back and forth gently, the movement quickly calms you.
She thinks it best to change the subject, she tells you lots of stories.
Rubs the side of your arm with her thumb.
She will hold hands with you upon request.
C U D D L E S.
She asks you about the nightmare in the morning, when you're more ready.
Notes: Very fun to make! This was more self indulgent than anything else. Please alert me if there are any spelling/grammar mistakes.
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Taking requests!
Taking requests for Headcanons/Fanfic writings for Detroit: Become Human!
Characters I'm taking requests for include:
Connor (RK800)
Markus
Kara
RK900
Gavin Reed
Many more! (Seriously, just ask. The worst you could get is an understanding no.)
Notes: I'd love to write more and writing puts me at ease so writing for any of you would be my pleasure! If there is enough demand for my fanfictions then I may create a tag list.
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