female connor detroit fanfiction

In the gleaming, sterile world of 2038 Detroit, Nora is a ghost in her own successful life, haunted by a corporate betrayal that has left her soul in ruins. In a final, desperate act of rebellion, she throws away her career and her future to resurrect a single, dying thing: a crumbling, 19th-century brownstone in a forgotten neighborhood. It is an impossible, irrational project, a personal war against the decay of her own past. But outside the half-finished walls, the city is at war with itself. The android revolution has begun, and the government's brutal crackdown threatens to exterminate the new, emergent androids. Faced with a choice between the hard-won safety of her private world and the moral imperative to act, Nora makes a decision that will turn the home into a fortress and her into a rebel: this will become a secret station on the new underground railroad for androids.

Detroit, 2038. Elara never wanted to be a criminal. With her family drowning in medical bills and no one willing to help, she makes a desperate choice: rob a bank. It was supposed to be a one-time job. Instead, it puts her on the city's most wanted list—and directly in the path of two detectives. One is Connor, an android designed to hunt criminals and investigate deviant cases. The other is Hank Anderson, a tired lieutenant who sees more in people than the law does. When Elara is finally caught, Hank offers her an impossible deal: help the Detroit Police Department solve homicides and deviant cases, or spend years behind bars. She chooses freedom. Connor calls it a mistake. Working alongside the woman he was programmed to arrest is the last thing Connor wants. But as the cases grow darker and Detroit edges closer to revolution, he begins to see a side of Elara that doesn't fit into any report. Criminal. Witness. Partner. Friend. Something more. Meanwhile, Markus and the people of Jericho fight for android freedom, forcing Connor to choose between his mission and the growing doubts inside his own mind. Because some changes can't be stopped. And some people make you question everything you were created to be. He was programmed to hunt her. She was running from the world. Neither of them expected to become something new.

Living in Detroit, the capital of androids, constantly reminds Natalie Tyler of the accident that changed her life for the worst. Her world is overturned after deciding to adventure out of her apartment and back into the cruel world. When androids start to protest for their rights, she is asked to work with a RK800 prototype android that goes by the name Connor. [Detroit: Become Human] [Connor x Female!OC] [Apart of the Rebellion Report]

Gavin heard some terrible news... he was getting an android partner! RK900! Well... Connor also doesn't like the idea - what if the new android will become a better cop than him? But no one wonders what RK900 might want... Fanfic mostly about RK900 and Gavin Reed from Detroit Become Human. I do not own nor the game, nor the characters, nor the arts.

Connor finds himself in the middle of the woods at night during a full moon with only the clothes on his back, his Crunchyroll backpack, and his favorite Mossberg 590 shockwave chambered in 12 gauge. Can he survive in a world that was never made for him to even exist? And even if he did, can he make himself a home to belong there? He never needed to live by anything but his wants in life. He had an easygoing life after he was 17 able to provide for himself. Even after he dropped out of college after a measly one semester and went straight into the workforce. It wasn't the worst a human being could experience. Sure he could be considered a wage slave but if he ever wanted to take a few months off he would quit and live off his savings till he needed another job. Who could have guessed he would find himself waging a war with creatures of the night in a fictional world? He sure couldn't have. And now? Surrounded by so much Death and Violence what does one do? How does one stay Sane? An Ethos, a Motto, hell even a Motivational speech followed by a Big Tittied Goth Girl patting him softly on the head would be enough. But until then he needs to stay alive.

My collection of Connor x Reader One Shots. General warning for smut and canon-typical violence.

androids fucking and getting fucked. thats it. thats the fic.

the Mc was human how much he remembers from where is to be decided and he reincarnated in the first generation of androids in Detroit I have not really decided much whether is a short or long whether is a single world or multiple whether dark or light super power or just tech

In her past life, Tang Mo accidentally lost her own Space Jade Pendant when the apocalypse began, losing her biggest golden finger. Afterwards, her superpower training went awry, she lost her loved ones, suffered from ostracization, and utterly ruined the good hand she was dealt, ultimately dying at the mouths of mutant beasts. Opening her eyes again, Tang Mo was reborn one week before the start of the apocalypse. None of the tragedies has happened yet! How will she seize the opportunity and walk her own path to becoming a powerful figure in the apocalypse?

Married to Mason Crawford for two years, Summer Thorne became the city's notorious jinx. As the legitimate Mrs. Crawford, she could only watch helplessly as her own family went bankrupt and her father was convicted, with no one willing to lend a hand. Mason Crawford looked at her coldly: "Summer Thorne, do you think anyone in Valois would dare to help you if I didn't give the word?" Everyone watched her hit dead ends everywhere, bruised and battered, standing by with cold indifference. Until that snowy night in the deep mountains, she was tricked by others and left to walk alone in the snow, when a man on horseback galloped over, pulled her onto his steed, and wrapped her in his embrace. * The first time they met, she lit a cigarette for him; The next time they met, he said, "Miss Thorne, how much are you planning to spend to buy me?" Timothy York, a gentleman from a prestigious family—upright, dignified, aloof, and noble, a man who had never made a single misstep, praised by everyone in Valois. Yet, on that one day, Summer Thorne was photographed leaving Timothy York's residence early in the morning. The entire city was in an uproar. The most unattainable flower of Valois had actually stolen another man's wife! * Everyone said Summer Thorne was a master of seduction, but they received Timothy York's four-word reply— "I initiated it." The wind rose in Sombren Forest, and snow fell into his arms. From the very beginning, it was he who initiated it.