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. T

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.

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.

Before marrying Silas, Joyce had only met him three times. A marriage of convenience, a secret agreement, for a term of three years. She's fresh off a heartbreak — the man she chased for years told her they "weren't a good match." Silas has his own baggage: rumor says he's still hung up on a white moonlight who happens to look just like Joyce. So that's all she is. A substitute. ** In the second year of their marriage, on Joyce's birthday, she drank too much and, in front of everyone, tugged on his tie, pinning him underneath her: "You look... a lot like my husband." The Thorne family's second master, known for being rational and unfeeling, was flustered by her that night. He leaned in close to her ear and coaxed in a low voice, "Be good." The next day Joyce woke up to find her lips were swollen. This… Who did this! When she went to question him, she discovered Silas's lip was bitten. He stared at her and said slowly, "You crossed the line first." ** The scandal leaked. At a party, her ex-boyfriend stepped in: "She's mine. Who dares talk?" Then Silas walked in. The room went silent. "Yours? Since when?" "Joyce, tell me. Whose are you?" So much for the secret marriage. So much for being a substitute. This was supposed to be fake… wasn't it?

Olivia transmigrated from the apocalypse to the modern era. Not only that, her dimension and superpower came along with her. She felt that the good days were about to begin. But before she could be happy for even three days, the internet was flooded with posts slandering her. Advertisers and directors want to terminate her contracts, and her company wants to blacklist her? How could this be? She wanted to use the money to enjoy modern life to the fullest. Without money, how could she enjoy anything? So, who's slandering her online? I'll find you and dig up all your dirty secrets. Who wants to terminate her contract? Terminate it immediately. After termination, she'll go on to endorse international luxury brands instead. Terminating the script contract? Good, that's great! If the contract isn't terminated, how can she film the blockbuster drama of the year and win awards with it? Modern life is so wonderful, eating and drinking every day. There's just one tiny problem. Why are there suddenly two babies growing in her belly? And who is this ridiculously handsome man who appeared out of nowhere, claiming to be their father?

Fu Xiaoxiao transmigrates into a book and immediately faces the crisis of being sent to the countryside. As the unloved middle child, her younger sister is the one meant to go — but her mother transfers her job to the sister instead. A disaster of a start. To avoid being sent away, she has to marry within seven days. She meets a few ordinary men and decides she'd rather go to the countryside. Then she runs into a neighbor who's also looking for a spouse — and his conditions are surprisingly good. A dowry of three hundred? Bicycles and a radio? Just take care of the kids, and separate rooms are fine? The others may pass, but she won't. Every day is a battle of wits with the two kids. Life is eventful, she gets a salary every month, and the boss is never home. Absolutely perfect. Except... wasn't this big shot supposed to be infertile? Then why does he keep strutting around naked in front of her? She has professional ethics. She won't be seduced by a good body. Hmph. Men only slow down her sword swing. Lu Feng grits his teeth at Fu Xiaoxiao, who remains completely unmoved by his countless attempts to seduce her, and traps her in his arms. "Boss, let's talk this through. I know forty a month is a bit much — how about... five less?" Trapped in his embrace, Fu Xiaoxiao thinks he's unhappy with her high salary and starts bargaining. "I'm giving myself to you for free." Lu Feng grinds out through clenched teeth. This woman has no heart. "...Can I say no?" Fu Xiaoxiao swallows, staring at the washboard abs so close. "Such a good deal — are you sure you don't want it?" Lu Feng squints, tempting her. "Fine." A fool turns down a bargain.