connor detroit fanfic

The crow lands on a Detroit rooftop and something is wrong — the dead man it came to resurrect is already occupied. A transmigrator woke inside Eric Draven's restored body on the night before Devil's Night, carrying the full weight of supernatural vengeance and the fandom memory of every kill on the list, in a city that burns itself down once a year as a matter of civic tradition. The resurrection gift is real: pain doesn't hold, wounds close, and the crow bridges whatever gap exists between the living and whatever Eric Draven is now. T-Bird, Tin Tin, Funboy, Skank — four names the transmigrator already knows, four debts the resurrection demands be collected whether he chose this or not. The problem is that Draven's grief belongs to Draven, and the system powering this body reads intent in ways that a man who didn't actually love Shelly Webster cannot easily fake. The crow watches everything. It has not decided yet whether this is the right soul.

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.

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.

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

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

The first time Ji Huan was to be married, the groom died just as her bridal sedan chair arrived at his door. The second time Ji Huan was to be married, the groom was struck by lightning just as the auspicious hour arrived. Having been 'returned' twice, her ominous reputation spread throughout the surrounding villages, and it seemed she would be left on her family's hands. Her grandmother, who favored boys over girls, slapped her thighs and wailed, "What sins did I commit in my past life, that you can't even be sold for a single tael of silver!" Ji Huan: "...You might not believe this, but I'm destined for great fortune in the future." Yikes! There's a rule that "those who are unmarried by the age of seventeen will be assigned a husband by an official"? Not to worry, not to worry, I'll just find a fake husband to deal with it. That vagrant at the village entrance... if he cleans up, he's actually quite presentable. It'll be him!

Stella Sterling, born into wealth, had always followed the rules. Jaded by the hypocrisy of high society, she suddenly had a whim one day to have an ordinary romance. Thus, a fabricated rumor that Stella Sterling had spent a fortune to hire a Matchmaker from a dating site to find her a partner quickly spread through her circles. Those on good terms with her teased and watched the fun. Those on bad terms with her waited to see her become a joke. Later, an employee from the dating website revealed, "The company was acquired with an investment from a Vicenzan tycoon, and the profile of a certain female member with the surname Sterling was hidden overnight." The public speculated wildly about the identities of the Vicenzan tycoon and the female member with the surname Sterling. - Later on, a candid street photo that was accidentally captured went viral. In the dense night of The Spire on Vesper Island— Beside a Benz, a handsome, composed, and dignified man lifted a striking beauty in a red dress with one arm, pressing her against the car door and lowering his head for a deep kiss. In the faint light and shadow, the woman's flowing hair was swept by the wind, wrapping around the man's finger, which wore a pinky ring. Like a footnote to a romance, and even more like a vintage film frame etched into the axis of time. Someone immediately dug up the man's identity based on clues from the photo. The eldest son of Vicenza's Rhodes Family—low-profile and inscrutable, cold and untamable, and also the powerful contemporary authority of The Vesper Circle. And the alluring, glamorous belle by his side was none other than Stella Sterling. When the street photo spread to the mainland, everyone excitedly exclaimed: "The case is solved, the case is solved—"

"You should get up from where you fell down. Wifey, don't you want to hold your head high and show off in front of them in this life?" the man whispered close to the woman's ear, his tone full of temptation. "Are you really that kind?" The woman took a wary step back, completely unwilling to fall for it: "Those people aren't just anybody. Aren't they your dearest parents and siblings?" "Wifey, I am clear on who is close to me and who is distant. From now on, you and the children are the ones dearest to me." A pained look flashed in the man's eyes; it took him a lifetime and a painful price to finally understand—if he himself doesn't know how to fiercely protect his own wife and children, how can he expect others to hold them in any regard? This is actually a story where both the male and female leads are reborn, one after the other, and the male lead, after learning from his painful experience, ultimately undergoes a Cultivation to become a "loyal dog." With a spatial dimension and a superpower, see how Gu Nuan Nuan brings her mother along for a magnificent reversal in this life!