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pixelmensupremacy · 1 year

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May i request a DBH fic? The moment they realized they fell in love with reader. May i request Gavin and the RK bros

A/N: Honestly, I don't why it took me so long to get this out. Either way that's an interesting request, Nonny! Here's my take on the dbh boys realizing they have feelings for the reader.

Warnings: GN!reader, it's implied that reader is shorter, pretty much fluffy stuff, not proof read

Gavin

Being his snarky self, Gavin would be jokingly flirty at first not thinking much of it

Until he began sensing a warmth every time (Y/N) laughed at his silly jokes and sarcastic comments

Before he knew it, he was always spending his free time with (Y/N)

Going into the breakroom, whenever he noticed they were there

Greeting them every morning with a genuine smile on his face

Vibrant morning sunrays hit (Y/N) skin as walked into the building of the Detroit police department. It was quiet except for the usual sound of mouse clicks and the occasional phone ring. A bright smile curled the corners of their lips at the sight of their partner Gavin Reed.

"Morning, Reed!" Enthusiasm was evident in their voice; his attention was immediately anchored to them and their face, which he found absolutely adorable. Affected by their happy expression, he couldn't help but smile back at them.

"Somebody call the cops because it’s got to be illegal to look that good!" He eyed the from head to toe, causing them to shyly look away.

Interestingly enough, it was the colleagues at the department that noticed the change first

His longing to constantly be in (Y/N)'s company was obvious to everyone else but Gavin and (Y/N)

Happy to finally see Gavin break character and soften, his colleagues would tease him every once in a while

While on the other hand (Y/N) would get overwhelmed with questions such as "Did you put him under a spell?"

I feel like Gavin will distance himself once he realizes that his feelings toward (Y/N) are more than just a silly crush

Progressively he will grow colder to (Y/N)

He would find himself in a rabbit hole of repressed emotions and anxieties, connected to his past, which will ultimately lead to avoiding (Y/N)

Hurt and confused, (Y/N) wouldn't give up on reaching out to him but with little to no success

Until they give up, which in return pains Gavin even more

Suddenly he will have to deal not only with the fear of abandonment but also the consequences of said fear taking over him

I like to imagine Hank will be quick to notice the distance formed between the two and will talk to Gavin

Knowing him since his rookie days, Hank is one of the few people who know quite a lot about Gavin, which helps him in advising the detective

Eventually, thanks to Hank's help, Gavin will be able to realize that by avoiding his problems he made things worse

He will want to apologize to (Y/N) for hurting them

“I know I’ve been a total ass the past few weeks, but maybe I can make it up to you. (Y/N) silently gaze at him as if they weren’t sure if this was a dream or reality.

“There’s new restaurant down the block and I thought maybe..” He went on all the while studying their face. “Maybe we could check it out?”

Much to his delight, they agree

The two have the time of their life, catching up like nothing ever happened

And even getting closer

“So,” He spoke up, hot puffs of air escaping his mouth. “Are we even?”

(Y/N) swayed back and forth on their feet, overdoing the time it took them to answer.

“I’m afraid a single date won’t be enough, Reed.” Their hand reached for his neck, bringing his face closer to theirs; their lips touched his in a soft and delicate kiss that left him wanting more.

“Your wish is my command.” (Y/N) giggled, causing a warmth to spread in his chest, despite the cold of the November night.

Markus

Markus is definitely the type of person, who looks for a friend first and a lover second

So, I expect him to fall for (Y/N) after they have gotten to know each other

His feelings for them will slowly but surely progress into a sensation he's never felt before

Even if the thought of (Y/N) wouldn't leave his mind, he would be reluctant to share that with them

Or at least not verbally

Being the altruist he is, his love language would be one of service

Anyway he could, he would help

Standing on their tippy toes, (Y/N) struggled to reach the contents of the top shelf; even the chair they were standing on seemed to not help much. Passing by the kitchen, Markus’ attention was caught by the creaking of the chair and (Y/N)’s puffs and quiet curses. With a puzzled expression, he walked up to them and took a glance at what they were doing.

Reaching with a hand near theirs, he took a hold of a box of cereal; electrical shock ran through (Y/N)’s entire body at the slight brush of his cold skin against theirs.

“Is this what you were looking for?” They nodded as they got down.

“Yeah, thanks.” (Y/N) took the box with a bright smile on their face that caused his circuits to malfunction, resulting in LED lighting up in a vibrant amber color.

Though he will eventually come to realize that his desire to help (Y/N) exceeded past just his typical friendly behavior

He desired to be by their side at all times

He will absolutely melt if (Y/N) were to compliment him

The enchanting melody filled the space, alluring (Y/N) the source of the sound. Letting the music take over them, their steps were in perfect sync with the rhythm of the song; it almost felt as if time stopped and they have found themselves in a wonderland- one they couldn’t imagine even in their wildest dreams.

The volume grew louder so did the effect of the melody upon (Y/N); seeing a door, they weren’t surprised to see Markus sat before the piano. His slender fingers stroked the snow-white keys, the impact of his firm, yet delicate, touch made for a captivating melody akin to the song of a siren that drew in sailors in the dead of night.

Much like a sailor, bewitched by a magnificent siren, (Y/N) stood and watched as his composition tingled their every sense. Not long after did Markus sense their presence; startled by their sudden appearance, he stopped playing.

“Why did you stop?” Disappointment was written in their expression.

“I didn’t expect to have an audience.” He made a reply in a bashful manner, his colorful eyes avoiding theirs.

“I love it when you play the piano.” (Y/N) began as they neared him. “No matter how many times I hear you play it’s never the same. It’s truly fascinating.” There was a spark in their eyes as they spoke that caused a tingling sensation to occur in his thirium pump. Was he malfunctioning?

Markus will definitely confess once the revolution is successful and he feels safe enough to have another person in his life

Connor

He's completely oblivious

Never in his short life did he expect to feel let alone fall in love

So, he's very confused when he experiences system malfunctions in (Y/N)'s presence

He constantly runs system checks only to get confused when the results show no apparent errors

Despite being a prototype, created to unravel complicated cases with ease, it takes him some time to figure out it's (Y/N) that causes these malfunctions

Of course, not without Hank's help

Enamored by the enigma surrounding them, Connor couldn’t help but stare at them and wonder: why they caused such reactions in him. Coincidently or not, Hank had noticed Connor’s lack of focus on his tasks; following the direction of his gaze, the man had found the reason.

“You know it’s rude to stare right? Or that isn’t in your damn program?” Hank got straight to the point but Connor seemed clueless, for he gave him a puzzled look. The man let out a sigh of disappointment.

“Look, I know you got something towards (Y/N) and you better go talk to them.”

“But I-“

“Trust me. They like you too.” Silently, Connor looked at his partner, processing what he had said. “Come on! Don’t waste your chance.” He urged the android on.

Connor will get flustered if (Y/N) were to compliment him

“Good morning!” (Y/N) greeted; their voice akin to a bell rang in Connor’s ears.

“Mornin’, kid” Hank mumbled under his nose, not quite returning their excitement.

“You’re here early!” They stared in awe.

“Yeah, thanks to him.” He pointed to Connor, who shyly waved his hand; (Y/N) smiled.

“Good job, Connor! Even if I wanted, I wouldn’t be able to bring Hank here before noon.” They joked, causing the lieutenant to laugh, meanwhile, Connor’s cheeks got blue, dusted with deep shades of blue, and amber hues danced on his LED.

If it came to physical touch Connor would probably shut down from how many system errors he gets

Much like in Markus' case, I think Connor will be confident in his emotions after the revolution when he becomes a deviant

It may take him a bit longer to fully grasp the experience of having feelings

Though he will get used to it with some guidance

Sixty

Just like Gavin, Sixty will be flirty but mostly with someone, who reflects the same energy

He may be a bit too daring at times, openly flirting without any shame whatsoever

Heading towards the breakroom with their partner beside them, (Y/N) was eager to get their morning coffee, though it seemed Sixty had other plans.

"Is your phone in your back pocket? Because your ass is calling me." With him being close by their side, his voice- barely above a whisper- caused shivers to run down their spine.

“Haha very funny, Sixty.” They sarcastically laughed, in hopes of hiding the excitement that grew within them.

“You know I’m always at your service.” He winked at them as he opened the door for them.

It may take him a lot longer to get attached and even longer to acknowledge his feelings

He would definitely test (Y/N)'s loyalty for him to fully trust them

Being Connor's successor and the android that almost caused the downfall of the revolution, Sixty is battling his past

An awkward silence had settled upon the two; worried, (Y/N) glanced at Sixty though his blank expression didn’t aid them in understanding what was going on.

“Is everything alright, Sixty?” Their voice were calm and quiet, loud enough only for him to hear; his brown eyes stared back at theirs. A puff of air escaped past his lips.

“It’s none of your concern.” He cut them off, bitterness was evident in his voice.

So, he will fall for someone, who accepts him for who he is and helps him in forgiving himself

His path to deviancy will be turbulent, filled with an explosion of repressed emotions Sixty is forced to deal with

But by being by his side, (Y/N) cloud build a bridge to his heart

The moment he realizes he is head over heels for (Y/N) is when he lets his guard down

When the playful facade crumbles down and what is left is a person, fighting to be accepted and forgiven

Nines

Out of all of the boys, it will take Nines the most time to catch feelings

Being the most advanced android in the world, Nines is less prone to deviancy

Not only it takes him more time to feel emotions but to also acknowledge and accept them

So, romance with Nines is close to nonexistent until deviancy

Though there still would sign in his behavior that indicate a crack in his system

With all of his advances, I feel Nines would want to use his assets for good

And working at DPD gives him such an opportunity

Upon meeting (Y/N) he wouldn't sense anything right away

Though as they work together and get accustomed to each other, Nines will slowly change

His curiosity will grow, resulting in asking (Y/N) questions outside their field of work

Yet what draws Nines in is their tolerance

They never pressure him to open up or to talk when he doesn't want to

It just occurs naturaly

“Detective, may I ask you something?” Nines’ icy blue irises bore into theirs.

“Of course, go ahead.” (Y/N) took a sip of their drink.

“Why did you join the force?” A smear of genuine curiosity was evident behind his enigmatic gaze.

“Well,” A smile curled the corners of their lips as the memories flooded in. “I guess you could say I just want to help people.” Their gaze met his. “What about you?”

He stayed silent for a few moments; bright yellow circled across his light-emitting diode.

“I suppose we have common motives.” He danced around the question, yet they didn’t question him any further.

I feel like a life-or-death situation may bring his feelings to the surface

#dbh x reader #dbh fanfic #dbh imagine #gavin reed x reader #markus x reader #rk200 x reader #connor x you #connor x reader #rk800 x reader #sixty x reader #nines x reader #rk900 imagine #rk900 x reader #requests

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beeslibrarycorner · 1 year

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Rk900’s obsession

(This has been touched on)

With thanksgiving passed the neighborhoods and shops decorate for Christmas. With all the pretty lights and the sweet smelling baked goods, it’s such a positive time of year. With Christmas coming soon this means the corner store down the street puts their iconic elf on the shelf window display out.

Rk900 as we all know despises it. At this point though he does it to make you laugh because he knows you find it funny.

Connor calls him a grinch and sixty tells him he is being dramatic. You can’t help but laugh as he tries to explain why he hates them. “They have soulless eyes”, “I bet they steal peoples stuff”, “If I could arrest all of them and throw away the key I would”. (It’s like Pepe Silvia but Christmas themed)

When the two of you are walking and the both of you have to pass the store he will put you on the opposite side of it. He explained that they might jump through the window and attack you.

Connor and sixty gift him an elf on the shelf for Christmas and in response he puts it on one of their desks to find after however long of a winter break they get to take.

#rk900 x reader #rk900 nines #rk900 imagine

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airbendertendou · 1 year

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you are in love! ♥︎

synopsis : various best friend!characters realizing they like you a lil more than they should [including rk900 nines, wujin, gyeong-su, arisu and chishiya.]

no pronouns used ; gender neutral but reader is wearing lip balm / gloss / stain lmao ; [name] used in place of y/n

song inspo ; you are in love by taylor swift

if you have a blank blog [no bio, no user, no header or profile pic, nothing reblogged, etc] do not interact with my content. you will be blocked.

——♥︎——

NINES ♥︎

the department is slow today. the usual hustle and bustle had calmed down immensely, sounds of typing and idle chatter taking over. your mug is sat to the left, empty as you squint at the computer screen in front of you. nines had been assigned the desk in front of yours — a blessing for quick cases, but a curse when he decided to ignore his tasks and simply stare at you.

as he was doing right now. blue eyes watch you as his led light slowly swirls yellow, head tilting as you blantantly ignore him. “want a refill?”

you hum, glancing at your stained mug before finding his gaze. you smile his way, “sure, if you don’t mind. i’m almost done here, though.”

without another word, nines makes his way to the breakroom to refill your mug with a steaming beverage. he hums at the steam, wondering if it was too hot for you to drink. he brings the cup to his mouth without thinking, the scalding liquid hitting his lips.

as he pulls it away — he’ll let it cool off a little longer, he decides — his lips feel sticky. a tingling sensation takes over, cooling and poking his lips at once. they taste sweet — minty — and it makes nines think.

is that how you tasted?

it had to be the lip gloss he’d always seen you applying. nines takes the mug back to you, loitering beside your desk as you look up at him. you grin again, ”thanks for the drink! you really didn’t ha—”

his lips are pressed against yours within the next second. pressing closer — harder — nines lets out a sigh as he finally releases you from his hold. he licks his lips, smacking them a bit as your gloss sticks to them.

“tingles.” is all he says before sitting across from you and continuing to stare. you blink, startled at his sudden and intense movements.

this changes things, you think. you’re unable to get back to work ; unable to meet nines’ eyes now that you’ve felt his skin against your own. you take a sip of your drink — this changes a lot of things.

WUJIN ♥︎

daesu had invited to you meet up with the group ; a new store had opened and everyone needed a break from their studies. namra met up with you so you could both walk to meet your friends, arms linked together as you talked about how difficult your last test was and how drained you were.

onjo squealed when she caught sight of you both, her and isak running to collide with you. you dispersed in a pile of giggles only to be pulled into a hug by daesu, who loudly and joyfully greeted you.

gyeongsu nudges you with a laugh as you pass through an art supply store, teasing you about the abundance of pens you always brings to class. this argument always happened but you always replied with the same thing — “need a different color for each subject!”

this, of course, applied to highlighters as well.

“hey,” a shy shoulder budges against yours. the clothing store you’re looking at now isn’t that interesting to you and the distraction is welcomed. wujin’s half-smile greets you, “glad you could make it.”

you let out a sigh, “needed a break from school so badly. how was your test? did you do okay?”

wujin shrugged. his mind was on other things ; eyes sticking to the new lip tint you’d put on. it was a darker color than usual, a cranberry and wine color that he couldn’t look away from. clearing his throat, wujin says, “that’s new. your— lip color.”

you perk up immediately, animatedly talking about the sale you stumbled upon and the new scents of hand lotion you grabbed. and that was interesting — wujin hung off of your every word — but he couldn’t look away from your lips.

your lips and their wine stained smile that he imagines pressing against his neck. would the color stick to his skin? would it mark him as yours ; and you as his?

GYEONGSU ♥︎

letting out another whine, gyeongsu flops back onto his carpeted floor. studying was hard ; it was tiring and boring and mentally exhausting. sighing, he goes to sit up and get back to it when the doorbell rings.

lo and behold, his savior. you’re standing in the doorway with a grin and your school bag, takeout bags looped around your wrists. you’re talking to gyeongsu’s mom ; giggling at her words and nodding along to what she says.

you look so comfortable at his house, so natural there that it almost hurts. his mom is in her nursing uniform, scrubs making their weird noise as she moves around. wordlessly, you hand her one of the takeout bags before setting the other one on the living room table. you’d been friends since you were young — had visited his house numerous times before — but, time and time again, gyeongsu thought about how well you fit in with them.

how well you could fit with him.

“hi, ‘su!” you grin his way and his heart aches. the boy melts where he stands, smile ghosting on his face immediately at the sight of you. he walks your way, both arms looping around one of yours with a sigh as he pulls you to sit on the floor beside him. “all good?’

he whines again, “brain hurts.”

“yeah i thought you might have some trouble,” you speak as you pull out your food. sighing, you smile his way timidly, pushing the food his way. “so, i retook the notes in a way i thought you’d understand.”

gyeogsu stares as you begin to dig in. his eyes are heart-shaped — they have to be. he softens entirely as he watches you.

ARISU ♥︎

the walk back from a game was always serene in the most devastating way. the beach wasn’t as safe as he’d originally thought — wasn’t as friendly and kind as the name suggested. but, arisu needed company and needed to understand what was happening and why he was sucked into the borderlands.

one good thing about the beach was you. you’d been ‘teamed up’ with usagi since you popped into the games, your wit and her athleticism saving you both more often than it let you down. one smile at arisu and— oh, he was a goner.

you’d met at the tag game and he’d stuck to you since. you always tried your best to be paired up with him, knowing what the loss of a friend could feel like ; what dark roads it could lead your mind to.

and he appreciated it so much — appreciated the way you took care of him and looked after him in the gentlest and most subtle of ways. with a sigh, arisu gave the two of hearts card to hatter, no closer to the end of the game than they’d been beforehand.

dried blood itched on his face ; stained his hands and coated his skin in a lingering scent he could never get rid of. a hand was latched onto his own, pulling and tugging him gently to a bathroom.

“come back to me,” a voice whispered. arisu always disappeared into his head after a game, screams and surrendering laughter haunting his mind. “come on, ‘su. come back.”

with a foggy blink, you came into view. you held a warm rag to his face, washing the blood off of his skin tenderly with a smile that made him melt. arisu slouched, relaxing forward into your open arms. “[name].”

“hi, ‘su.” you brushed your fingers through his greasy hair. “welcome back. i’m glad you’re alive.”

arisu snuggled further into you, arms winding around your waist as he thought. it was so easy to get lost in you ; too easy to think of you both getting out of the borderlands and settling down together and staying together.

he wish you knew, but he couldn’t be the one to tell you. not yet ; not with blood still dried on his hands.

CHISHIYA ♥︎

slight season two spoilers!

you’d been separated. you’d clung to chishiya since you arrived at the beach and now you were apart. worry and panic induced pacing caught kuina’s sight as you mindlessly picked at your skin.

she slung a backpack around her shoulders, looking at arisu and usagi as she spoke. “i’m off to find chishiya and ann.” she turns to you again, noticing the way you perked up at his name. “want to join me, [name]?”

you didn’t have to think before you were grabbing your own supplies and leaving with a hug to arisu and usagi. a promise to come back — to see them alive — and you were on your way.

then you were alone.

kuina had let go of you while you ran from the king of spades [again], and you’d found yourself lost. a blimp for the jack of hearts had just exploded a few feet in front of you.

lost in thought, you watched it tirelessly. and then a familiar voice. “[name]?”

you blink, coming back to reality as he walks up to you.

“chishiya,” you sigh out before running to meet him. without thinking, you throw your arms around his neck and pull him close. you let out a breath, closing your eyes and savoring his warmth. he was safe — alive. you go to pull away, “sorry. i got a little excited.”

chishiya grabs your right wrist, pulling it back around his neck as your left one is guided to wrap around his waist. he sinks into you, letting out his own sigh of relief as he relaxes.

“s’okay. need this — need you.” it’s out of character for the blond to be so loving ; so touch-starved as he clings onto you and makes your hold tighter. it wasn’t nice being alone in the games, not even to someone like chishiya. a feather-light touch hits the tip of your cheekbone. “you tell anyone about this, and i’ll kill you.”

the threat makes you laugh into his shoulder — even though you know he isn’t joking.

——♥︎—— there will b an anime version of this up soon!

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iwonderwh0 · 1 year

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Gavin: *wearing RK900's jacket because his smart ass didn't think it'd be cold outside*

Connor, appearing out of nowhere: Never seen an android like you before. What model are you?

#dbh fandom #dbh gavin #reed900 #rk900 #rk800 connor #it's just fun to imagine dynamic between those characters #like Gavin getting pretty good along with RK900 (ahem) but at the same time still having a beef with Connor #nines #gavin reed #dbh connor

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geminigengar · 4 months

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working on a new rk900 x reader where nines is dressed down undercover when he meets the reader and its just shenanigans with this dynamic

#rk900 x reader #dbh rk900 x reader #dbh nines x reader #dbh imagine #my own writing

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atror173 · 1 year

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domxmarvel · 2 years

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DBH-Domestic headcanons

3 Year Masterlist

Special thanks to @princess-odette for helping me with these

Connor

There will definitely be a lot of trial and error

He barely knew what to do the first time you cuddled him

He was designed to hunt down deviants

The complete opposite of gentle and soft

Yet somehow he was

He usually just copies whatever you do or looks it up

He tried to cook once but almost burnt everything down

So you convinced him to do the dishes instead

But whenever you did them,he wrap his arms around you and kiss your neck

Your dates would consist of going to old record stores,picnic and bookstores

You’d always sit under a tree with his arm around you while reading

If you ask he’ll read to you

If you’re reading at home,he’ll put on one of the records and ask you to dance

Markus

Husband material

He knows how to cook,clean and give the best cuddles

Breakfast in bed is just an everyday thing

Sometimes you’d convinces him to cuddle instead

Those days you’d end up cooking breakfast together

Will definitely have paintings of you all over your house

Except the one in the living room of both of you

Which took a lot of convincing

He loved painting you and refused to paint himself

You’d always compliment him to remind him how beautiful he is

If you played and instrument,you’d play together

If you didn’t he’d teach you

Gavin reed

Gavin loves his cats almost as much as he loves you

You’d spend everyday cuddling either him or one of the cats

Waking up with all of them on top of you

He’s always bring you coffee in the morning just the way you like it

You made sure he wasn’t mean to Connor anymore

You’d try to help him with some of his cases even if you weren’t a detective

Movie night every weekend

Although you’d talk through most of it

Randomly quoting memes at each other for no reason

He’d only say ‘I love you’ If you were alone

Nines (RK 900)

somehow he’s more clueless than Connor

He will try his best and do what he actually can

He’d make you coffee in the morning but it would be a different kind every morning

He’d also cook for you without burning anything

You were surprised by how good he was

You’d spend endless hours reading in silence

Every month you’d pick a book and read and chapter each night and discussed it

Whenever it was his turn he’d pick a something with romantic

Sometimes you thought he picked them just to see you flustered

Whenever you were too tired to read he’d cuddled you and read it to you

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pugglers · 7 months

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Finally - guess I'm also back on the DBH hype-train... starting it off strong with some RK900 scribblin

#dbh #detroit become human #rk900 #imagine a little Gavin Reed in there somewhere

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crabs-brencil · 2 months

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"you should quit smoking"

i guess procrastinating my assignments is really great motivation for overcoming art block lol either way, we're cooking so hard rn

#dbh #detroit become human #dbh fanart #dbh connor #connor rk800 #rk800 #dbh rk800 #dbh nines #rk900 #nines rk900 #rk1700 #nines x connor #krita #anyways i rediscovered downtown by lil peep #which is what i listened to while drawing this #anyways if you know what that song is about then im sure you can imagine what this sketch started out as 💀

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pixelmensupremacy · 1 year

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Can I request Connor and Nines both having a crush on their colleague detective f reader who is bad ass for a human. Bonus ( reader helps Marcus who also fancies reader?)

𝐴/𝑁: 𝑁𝑜𝑛𝑛𝑦, 𝐼 𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑐𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑙𝑦 𝑎𝑝𝑜𝑙𝑜𝑔𝑖𝑧𝑒 𝑖𝑡 𝑡𝑜𝑜𝑘 𝑚𝑒 𝑠𝑜 𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑟𝑒𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑠𝑡. 𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑔𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑚𝑒 𝑎 100𝑘-𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑑 𝑠𝑙𝑜𝑤-𝑏𝑢𝑟𝑛 𝑓𝑖𝑥 𝑖𝑑𝑒𝑎. 𝐸𝑖𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑤𝑎𝑦, 𝐼 ℎ𝑎𝑑 𝑙𝑜𝑡𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑓𝑢𝑛 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑡 𝑛𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠. 𝐼 ℎ𝑜𝑝𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑒𝑛𝑗𝑜𝑦 𝑖𝑡.

𝑊𝑜𝑟𝑑 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑡: 1.8𝘬

𝘚𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘺: 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵.

𝑊𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠: 𝘙𝘰𝘮 𝘤𝘰𝘮-𝘪𝘴𝘩, 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘧 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥, 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘩𝘪𝘤 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘨𝘰𝘳𝘦, 𝑓𝑒𝑚!𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟

There was nothing in this world quite like the combination of strong coffee and murder case files in the early morning.

Scrolling through the sizable file, (Y/N) pressed at her nose bridge not so as in disgust, but rather disbelief at the cruelty some humans were capable of. As much as she loved her job for its quirks it tended to be overwhelming, especially when she didn’t have caffein to get her through the gruesome details of a yet another awful crime. She let out a deep sigh, instinctively reaching for her mug only to notice it was empty. Great.

“I’ll go get some coffee” Stretching in her seat, (Y/N) got up from her chair; her voice immediately caught the attention of her android colleagues, causing them to involuntarily look at her in synch. “Do you boys want something from the break room?”

“I could go get you coffee, Detective.” Connor offered, abandoning his task at hand in a heartbeat.

“So could I, though I will prove to be more sufficient, for I’ve memorized the correct ratio of ingredients to achieve the best result.” Nines was quick to add, now standing up next to Connor, his slender figure towered over the one of his predecessor.

“I could do it myself, thank you.”

“But, Detective I insist-“

“There’s no need, Nines. I am a grown woman; I can pour myself a cup of coffee.” The two androids stood frozen in place; their LEDs flickered in a faint lemon color.

Entering the break room, (Y/N) was greeted by none other than her favorite colleague- lieutenant Anderson.

“You have the two most advanced androids in the world wrapped around your finger.” The man half joked, having seen the little interaction she had with said androids.

A genuine laugh erupted from her chest.

“We just get along well.” She poured herself the much-anticipated cup of coffee, facing away from the lieutenant.

“You keep telling yourself that bullshit. I may be old, but I’m not blind.” He added in a serious, yet friendly tone as if he was implying something.

Silently, (Y/N) watched as Hank closed the transparent door behind him, soon disappearing into the crowd of fellow busy officers.

Odd. She thought to herself as she mindlessly sipped at the warm bitter drink. What was this all about? She rolled her eyes- it was too early for her to put up with Hank’s moodiness.

Arriving at yet another reported, (Y/N) wasn’t surprised to see a collapsing skeleton of what must’ve been somebody’s home. Inside, she was met with the unmistakable smell of rotting flesh. Judging by the intensity of the smell, she knew she was in for sight she wouldn’t be able to wipe off her consciousness. Though instead of dead body, the detective stumbled upon a mysterious figure; it was a man, covered in blood.

“Freeze!” She pointed her gun at the suspect, holding him at gun point. Alerted by the commotion, Connor and Nines rushed to the room the detective was in, only to notice her tackling down a man with seemingly no effort whatsoever.

“Detective, are you alright?” Connor rushed to her, whilst Nines handcuffed the suspect.

“You shouldn’t put your life at risk, Detective.” Nines glared at her.

“As you may have noticed, I could take care of myself.” She responded, dusting her clothes from the filthy ground she was on just a mere moments ago. Nines watched in silence as the detective went further into the house.

Just as she expected, the sight was as disgusting as the smell. Splashes of blood trailed to where the awful smell was coming from- the living room. There was the poor victim- dismembered into a bloody mess of limbs and intestines on what once used to be a snow-white carpet. Maggots thrived on the bruised face of the victim, making them almost unrecognizable.

“The victim was murdered five weeks ago and was found just yesterday.” Connor remarked.

“I could tell.” (Y/N) coughed at the unbearable smell. “I wonder why it took the neighbors so long to find the poor guy.”

“That information isn’t of importance right now, Detective.” (Y/N) flinched at the sudden reminder of Nines' presence. The analytical -almost cold- tone of his voice matched the expression of his face. Shortly, he glanced at her; the icy blue of his irises sparkled and for a moment she swore she saw a glimmer of warmth behind the made-up façade. His hand brushed against her arm, gently putting her behind him as he got closer to the body. Her breath hitched at closeness of his taller frame near pressing against hers.

With upmost attention, she observed his every action. Kneeling before the victim, Nines took his time studying the victim’s wounds. Slightly, he tilted his head as he took a closer look at the blood, oozing from the multiple wounds. In such moments, (Y/N) saw the connection between him and his predecessor- one most of the other officers at the DPD couldn’t. The child-like curiosity of the RK models was beyond astounding to her, adorable even. It was also why she found Nines to be just as endearing as was Connor. The more time she spent delving into the depth of Nines’ character the more she found herself invested into peeling away all of his layers until she was left with just the core of his identity. Maybe it was just a wild dream of hers, one she probably wouldn’t live to see coming true, though that was exactly what kept pulling her towards him- the utter fascination with his complex nature.

Lost in the world of her thoughts, (Y/N) hadn’t noticed Connor, standing right behind her. Silently, he watched and monitored her vitals- a habit of his he developed since deviancy. He noticed the acceleration of her heartbeat- was she anxious? He was inclined to assume so, but he was aware detective (L/N) had worked enough time in such conditions for her to be so easily distressed by a crime scene. Though that left more questions than it did answers.

Unable to dismiss his growing curiosity, he glanced at what she was looking at- Nines. He was currently taking samples, scooping some of the bodily fluids with his fingers before placing them in his mouth for analysis. That action of his appeared to have an immense effect on (Y/N). Her body temperature increased and her heartrate got even higher.

“Is everything alight, Detective?” (Y/N) swore her soul was about to leave her body as she was forcefully brought out of her daydreaming state by Connor’s hand gently shaking her shoulder.

“Yeah, I’m just a bit tired is all. I couldn’t really sleep that well last night.” She shot back a lie, she just made up. Though Connor read right through it.

“I hope you get enough rest tonight. The lack of sleep is affecting your performance at work.”

“You mean to say I’m incompetent?” She gasped dramatically with her hand atop her chest, acting offended.

“No, not at all. I’m just advising you to take better care of your health. I didn’t mean to offend you.” The words rushed out of his mouth; guilt was evident in his features.

“I know smart cookie, but now let’s get back to work.” She winked at him; gently she patted his head before she headed in Nines’ direction. Barely, she caught a glimpse of Connor’s flustered face with the corner of her eye. How adorable.

“I suggest we get a taxi, Detective. According to the weather forecast, heavy showers are expected in the following 30 minutes.” Connor said, standing right next to (Y/N).

“Sounds good, it’s not like I could stand walking in these shoes for much longer.” Her gaze fell directly at the fancy heels she had. She wasn’t even sure why she had chosen such unsuitable footwear, though now her shoes were the least of her problems. The cold breeze pinched her cheeks, causing her to shiver.

“Are you cold, Detective?” Nines’ voice anchored her attention. “The temperature has dropped vastly since our arrival here and I’m afraid your clothing of choice is far from suitable for such weather.” He began explaining, whilst he took off his jacket and placed it around her shoulders. “Please take my jacket while I call for a taxi-“

“There’s no need to. One is already expected to arrive here in approximately 3 minutes.” Connor interrupted, his voice was an octave deeper and bitter; his eyes bore into his successor. Between them, (Y/N) glanced at Connor; was he getting jealous?

“Boys calm down. There’s no need for harsh feelings.” The two androids fell silent. With his arms crossed, Connor looked away from both her and Nines as if he couldn’t stand being in their presence; his typically soft brown eyes- she’s gotten so used to getting sucked into- were now cool and distant. Even the warmth of his features seemed to have faded away, only to be replaced with a bitter expression that appeared to be caused by thoughts, plaguing his entire being.

(Y/N) sighed in defeat; she couldn’t wrap her mind around it, why did they act like that?

“What’s wrong?” Markus’ eyes fell upon her; a mixture of worry and curiosity flashed in the fusion of colors that were his eyes. “You know you could tell me anything.” (Y/N) nodded, briefly reminding herself of the events that brought her and Markus together.

“It’s about Connor and Nines. They tend to act very strange, it’s as if they are constantly competing for my attention.” Markus chuckled. “It’s just as ridiculous as it sounds.”

“I guess they can’t bear sharing you.” He joked.

“It appears so.” She said, then Hank’s words resurfaced in her mind. Could that mean…?

“They have a crush on you.”

(Y/N) fell silent. How come she hadn’t noticed?If anything, she wasn’t oblivious to the special treatment she received from both androids. Maybe she enjoyed it, feeling special in a way of being showered with attention. In fact, maybe she enjoyed it a tad bit too much to the point, where she hadn’t noticed how much she had gotten attached to the androids as so did they.

“And by the looks of it, it seems you too are interested. But it’s up to you to decide what the outcome will be.”

To say she hadn’t had her eye on Connor the first she met him would be a lie. Captivated by his charm, she always found herself smiling in his presence. His warm demeanor provided her with comfort, she had grown familiar with in both her ups and downs, whilst his cute face was her one weakness. On the other hand, she was smitten with Nines and the mystic aura, surrounding him- one that inevitably lured her in akin to a moth to a flame.

“Look” Markus took her hand. “I sympathize with the dilemma you’re faced with. After all I had to make a decision myself not so long ago, but you were there for me.” (Y/N)’s eyes bore into his as she remembered the fateful night she met Markus, the night of Carl Manfred’s passing- the night Markus escaped with her help. “And I’ll be there for you.”

“But how could I choose?"

“Follow your heart.”

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