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telleroftime · 1 year

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Yes, Still You ||| RK900 x Reader

You let out a curse after accidentally biting your tongue. It's heard by your boyfriend, Nines, who gets you back for making him concerned.

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Pairing: RK900 x Gender Neutral ! Reader

Relationship: Romantic

Tone: Fluff

Word Count: 710

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A/N: I think the majority of readers call RK900 'Nines' so that's what I went with. Sorry if that name isn't your cup of tea.

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You cursed a hiss as you felt a sharp twinge of pain bloom in the edge of your tongue, hands instinctively reaching to cover your mouth.

You had bitten your tongue whilst absentmindedly watching one of your favourite shows, legs crossed underneath you as you sat in the centre of the bed. It wasn’t anything bad, and the pain settled quickly into nothing more than a shrill echo as you kept your tongue suspended within your mouth, but apparently your initial curse was loud enough for your boyfriend to hear. Within seconds, he had left his small home office in rushed steps. Thump thump thump until he neared the room.

Standing in the doorway of your shared bedroom, Nines looked at you, silver eyes scanning over your body as you looked back at him.

“You cursed,” he said stoically, staring you down as his LED gave off an orange spin before it settled back to a radiant blue.

Removing your hands from the front of your face, you were going to answer. However, as you moved your tongue from its spot in the void of your mouth, you felt the sting returning in a hot wave of uncomfortable pain. You couldn’t talk with it like that so you allowed your tongue to hang loosely in a childish manner and, only then, you answered the obvious.

“I 'ith my 'ongue," you said in your best pronunciation of the words before you let the tongue hover back inside your mouth. You felt it hurt and heard Nines click his tongue.

Still standing in the doorway, he blinked twice before he let an unnecessary sigh leave his lips. He took a set of long, slow strides towards the bed, eyes tilted to look at you as you looked up at him curiously. Climbing carefully on top of it, he reached out a hand to hover centimetres away from your cheek.

“Let me see,” he ordered simply, leaving you confused for a moment and sitting as still as a rock. That is until his hand moved its thumb to the other side of your face and squeezed gently, forcing you to pout and angle your face to more directly look at him. He made his point.

“Okay okay,” You grumbled and, with the sting of your tongue, you opened your mouth awkwardly again and poked your tongue out. His hand readjusted itself back to cup your cheek, his touch barely there.

As Nines sat and stared, you couldn’t look him in the eyes as you felt heat rise to your face. His eyes were trained on you like a hound would its prey, and you felt stupid by sitting there with an undertone of infancy that your expression manifested.

Good for him, he didn’t need you to look at him. You felt the bed sag below you as the android leaned in and kissed your lips, his own encompassing your hurting muscle just enough for you feel the cold texture of his tongue lightly glide against where you bit yourself. The icy touch numbed the hot pain enough for you not to mind the added pressure to the wound. Still, his sudden action left you stunned enough not to retaliate.

Instead, your eyes zapped to his and watched as he pulled away and slowly stood up to the side of the bed. He carefully patted the void space he previously occupied to flatten the fabric of the blankets.

There was a beat of silence as you watched him lick his lips and rub them with his thumb, LED spinning an orange for a couple of seconds before his eyes looked back at you.

“Yes, still you,” he said as if it was the most normal thing in the world.

Putting the two and two together, your cheeks warmed further when you realised the blood from your tongue reacted with his built-in forensic kit. You felt your heart beat hard in your chest and you watched the android take confident steps back out of the room, as if you were completely forgotten.

“Wait, what? Nines!”

There wasn’t a response until he was out of your sight and you heard the creek of the office door overlap with the rustling from atop the bed.

“That’s what happens when you make me worry.”

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roxasagainst · 3 months

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oops! all DBH one-shots!

your one-stop shop for all my DBH one-shots (that have too much plot and not enough porn, oh well)

(banner and dividers by @cafekitsune!)

still feel. (RK900/fem!reader)

cw: fingering, alcohol, small ment of violence, kissing, semi-public sex, bodily fluids, rough sex, choking if you squint

You've worked with RK800 for six months now, and three months in, a RK900 walks in. What do you do? Well, let's try a conversation mixed with a subtle invitation. It's almost 3 am, and you're in over your head.

ashes to ashes, dust to...oh fuck (RK800-60/fem!reader)

cw: flirting, banter, just him being a bitch, oral sex (f receiving), office setting

Working as a secretary for the DPD, it's usually pretty easy to have someone else shut the place down so you can leave early. One person, however, isn't leaving without a fight.

one of the girls (RK800-60/fem!reader)

cw: rough sex, office setting, face-fucking, dirty talk, spanking if you squint

You've been in the sugar bowl for a while, been in all sorts of arrangements but an android sugar daddy? You just have to see what this is about.

blackout (RK900/fem!reader) *new!*

cw: lingerie, alcohol mention, fingering, choking, rough sex, interrogation room sex, dirty talk, praise kink

What'd you do to end up in police custody after getting drunk at home? Hey, maybe that guy who walked into the room knows!

#ao3 fanfic #smut #dbh #detroit become human #dbh connor #dbh sixty #dbh nines #rk800 #rk800-60 #rk900 #dbh rk900 #cyberlife tower connor #pwp #connor x reader #nines x reader #sixty x reader #oneshot #pwp fics

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honey-beann · 5 months

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hi! I looove your positively mouth watering fic with connor, and was wondering if we could get something sorta similar with nines? if not I tooootally get it, I just wanted to ask! love your work!

Elements of Control

Nines (rk900) x Reader

Note: Hi anon! Thanks for the request, I had a lot of fun with this one!

Word Count: 3,159

Warnings: NSFW

You were starting to wonder what you had done to deserve being tortured in the way that you were.

This whole thing was supposed to be easy, a quick evaluation of a scene to see if it could be connected to a potential serial killer case that yourself and your partner had been put in charge of.

Except upon your arrival, you'd been informed of an issue:

State PD seemed to think they had jurisdiction over this crime scene because of it's slightly rural location, despite the fact that you were still very clearly and firmly within city limits.

And to make matters worse?

They absolutely refused to listen to anything that you had to say about it in favor of calling your authority into question.

Upon your arrival at the scene, even after having taken note of the three Michigan State PD cars, you'd still believed things to be business as usual.

It wasn't necessarily odd, after all, for MSPD to be called to a scene if your dispatch team noted that a great deal of your officers were off duty or busy.

But this time, as you'd stepped out of your car, you'd been surprised to see a rather frustrated looking Officer Miller approaching you, his body language tense.

"Miller, what's going o-"

"These guys are assholes."

Chris huffed, cutting you off in the middle of your question and immediately causing you to raise a brow at his words.

"What guys?"

You asked, watching as your friend and coworker motioned toward the state police cruisers in exasperation.

"Those guys. They keep insisting that they have jurisdiction over this case even though we already informed them that it's not only within city lines, but that it's also a part of the case that your team is actively working on."

You felt your brow crinkle slightly in confusion,

"Wait, seriously? They aren't listening to you guys at all?"

Chris shook his head, clearly still frustrated,

"No! Not even a little bit. They've been forcing us out of the scene and messing with the investigation for at least an hour and a half now talking some bullshit about needing to speak to the lead detective on the case."

You sighed but nodded,

"Well the good news is that I'm here now, so hopefully they'll be leaving soon."

Chris scoffed, rolling his eyes,

"I doubt it, they're on some crazy power trip and keep going on and on about how we need to respect them because we're all so much younger. Talking to them is like talking to a wall."

You patted your friend on the shoulder and tossed him a supportive and understanding look before you thanked him for his update and set off toward the small crowd of officers standing near the door of the house that had been dubbed a crime scene just a few hours prior.

As you approached, you could hear people arguing, Person and Chen in particular, though louder than them were three extremely noisy and unfamiliar male voices that were clearly trying to talk over the two women in an effort to silence them.

You sighed, but continued walking toward the porch that they were all standing on, rapping your first against the slightly splintering wood before you leaned against it, trying to keep your body language as casual as possible to hide how stressful this situation was beginning to feel.

Both your officers and the three Michigan state men turned to face you all at once, the two women immediately looking relieved at your presence, but neither of them saying a word as they watched you open your mouth to speak, your tone casual but firm.

"I heard somebody was looking for the lead detective on this case?"

You asked, trying to channel your inner Hank in an effort to come across as far less of a person that someone wanted to argue with than you probably looked like to these guys.

Unfortunately though, your strategy proved useless as they all scoffed,

"You're the lead detective? Yeah right, you look young enough to be my granddaughter."

Bristling a bit at the disrespect, you took a step forward onto the first step of the porch, your hands finding your pockets to keep your body language as relaxed looking as possible even as you replied with quite a bit less professionalism than you'd initially thought you would be right off the bat.

"And you look old enough to be my grandfather. Now look gentleman, as much as I love making these incredibly fun observations with you, I'm actually supposed to be doing so inside of the crime scene instead of outside of it, so if you don't mind, I'm going to have to ask you to move along."

The three men glared heavily at you, and one laughed humorlessly and took a step in your direction,

"I don't know who the fuck you think you are, kid, but I already told your rag tag little group of city cops, this is our case, and we ain't leaving unless you can prove you have an actual lead detective here at the scene."

You sighed, pulling your badge out of your pocket to present it to the man only to have him snatch it from your hand and chuck it back in the direction of Chris, who watched in absolute shock, both you and your officers baffled at the lack of professionalism found in these three state police workers.

Your hands clenched into fists at your sides, and for a moment or two, you thought you might actually risk your job and punch the man in front of you, only to bark out the names of your nearby officers instead, clearly more than a little frustrated.

"Chen. Person. Follow me for a briefing on the case please. I'm going to give these idiots a few minutes to come up with an apology good enough to convince me not to arrest them for disrupting a crime scene."

The men burst into laughter behind you as you and the two women made your way back over towards Chris and the three other officers who were present on the scene, your face twisted into a scowl as you approached.

"Did they seriously just do that?!"

Chris hissed as you grew close enough to hear, causing you to nod stiffly before you motioned for your officers to group up around you.

"Clearly these guys are out of control, and I don't want any of you getting wrapped up in something ridiculous because they feel like acting like children, so please just stay away from the scene until I can get in contact with the captain and have him send someone to talk to-"

"Excuse me, Detective."

A familiar voice sounded from behind you, halting your orders before you could even finish giving them.

You turned on your heel to find your partner just a few steps away from where your badge had been tossed, holding it up between his thumb and forefinger as he approached,

"Lose something?"

You scoffed, crossing your arms as Nines grew closer, his long legs carrying him over with ease as he smirked down at your smaller frame.

"No, actually. That was on the ground courtesy of Michigan's finest over there."

You said angrily, gesturing toward the bumbling idiots who called themselves officers of the law that were still planted firmly upon the porch, not paying any attention to what was happening in the yard in front of them.

Nines raised a brow at that, and handed you your badge before speaking up,

"So they threw your badge when you presented it to them?"

He clarified, causing you to nod in exasperation before he hummed,

"I see. Why exactly aren't they under arrest then?"

You huffed,

"I'm not going to ask any of my officers to deal with them all up close and personal like that, and I certainly don't feel like risking my job wrestling three assholes into a cruiser. They think they have jurisdiction here and won't leave until they speak to a lead detective that they don't think we have, so I'll just try to get Fowler to send Hank or Reed or something."

You grumbled, causing Nines to regard you with curiosity,

"But Detective, you are the lead on this case, the presence of either Detective Reed or Lieutenant Anderson is simply not a requirement."

You groaned at your partner's explanation, resenting the idea that you needed to be reminded of your own position on the force, though you pressed forward nonetheless.

"I know that, but they won't believe me and I don't feel like arguing today. This shit was supposed to be simple, drop in, inspect the scene, and wait to receive an autopsy report to see if the crimes appear connected. Corralling three old dudes on power trips was not meant to be a part of the process."

Nines rolled his eyes but nodded,

"I see. In that case, give me a few minutes. In the meantime, ensure the driveway is cleared for their departure. They will want to exit swiftly."

You were just about to ask what Nines meant by that when he simply walked away entirely, making his way over to the officers standing childishly outside of the scene with his expression neutral but his eyes shining.

Whatever he was about to do, he was absolutely going to enjoy it.

And you'd be lying if you said that you didn't want to see for yourself.

So, after rushing to help the team move your cruisers, you all walked toward the porch until you were within earshot, which was when you found out why Nines had been so certain that the men were going to make a swift exit.

He was scaring the ever loving shit out of them.

And God, was it hot.

He stood on the porch, an inch or two taller than even the tallest of the officers, thus allowing the android to quite literally look down upon them as he regarded all three men with an immense amount of disdain.

"I'm unable to understand where exactly your confusion is stemming from, are you calling my lead detective's authority into question?"

He asked, tone low and vaguely threatening as he spoke, though his posture remained relatively casual, with one of his hands in his pants' pocket as if he could not have been less concerned with looking the perfect picture of professionalism that he usually strived for.

It was almost staggering what a difference that made in the way that you were looking at him.

Your eyes trailed up his long legs, clothed in his typical black slacks, before you allowed them to move upward, where they lingered briefly on his hands as the one that was not resting within his pocket clenched and unclenched at his side seemingly unendingly, reminding you far too much of the way his digits had felt as they'd curled inside of your soaked heat just the night before, your back arcing off of the bed as his other hand had moved to the small of your back, keeping you perpetually pressed against him in a way that had nearly brought tears of bliss to your eyes.

You blushed heavily at the unexpected recollection, attempting to shake off your embarrassment (and arousal) before either could hope to get the better of you, choosing to try and distract yourself with Nines' rather hostile interaction again.

Unsurprisingly, as much as you'd hoped that might help, it only served to make your situation that much worse.

Because unfortunately, the state officers must have answered Nines' question in a manner that he far from agreed with, because the android was taking two intimidating steps toward them now, expression fairly neutral but his tone cold and almost cruel as he spoke.

"And what makes you think you have the right to question someone with a higher position than you? Are you insinuating that my partner is somehow lesser than yourselves? Lesser than I?"

You shivered at his tone, ironically recollecting a time several days prior where the android had seemed hellbent on teaching you the opposite of what he was saying to the older men standing before him.

"What a pathetic little thing."

He'd all but cooed with a shake of his head and an ever so slight chuckle, his eyes alight with amusement and arousal as he watched you squirm, sliding his cock, hot and thick and so very close against your wet folds, teasing you ceaselessly as you whimpered and writhed beneath his piercing gaze and searing touch.

"Please!"

You'd gasped out, sobs rushing out of your mouth uncontrollably as you did your best to arch and buck into the android's touch, desperate to feel something more than what he seemed to be willing to give you in that moment.

Nines chuckled, fingers moving to snatch up your jaw as he forced you to look him in the eyes, humming as he leaned in closer, his tongue tracing the outline of your lips as you trembled beneath his touch,

"Look at you, so helpless, squirming your weak little body in a shameful attempt to get me to fold for you. Did you really think that would work? That I might succumb to desire or take pity on you?"

He smirked and trailed his lips up to your ear, where he continued his degrading questions,

"I think we both know how slight the chances of either of those things happening are, don't we?"

He groaned slightly as the tip of his cock grazed your slit, causing you to mewl and plead briefly until he shushed you and spoke up again.

"You're completely at my mercy, and there is absolutely nothing a feeble little thing like you could do to make me give you what you want before I feel you've earned it."

You whimpered at his words, and watched with slightly wide eyes as he pulled back with a smirk, hand reaching to your hair before he grabbed a preliminary fistful of it and yanked ever so slightly, a warning of what was to come, no doubt.

"Now get off of this bed and onto your knees."

You felt your legs quake slightly as you recalled the familiar memory, licking your lips involuntarily as you all but forced yourself to watch on rather than continue letting the android impact you so devastatingly through your memories alone.

You watched in shock as Nines reached forward to grab at the collar of the obvious "leader" of the group, expression as close to anger as you'd seen it get all day as he all but growled,

"Now, I highly suggest you leave before I take offense for my partner over there and decide to give you a reminder of whose really in control here that you won't soon forget."

The older man sputtered slightly in Nines' grip, but almost seemed to refuse to relent, eyes glaring as he continued to spit whatever venom came to his mind.

"Oh, we can see who it is that's in control here."

He snapped, eyes briefly shooting toward yours, glaring daggers into your soul,

"How shameful that a supposed lead detective can't even manage a crime scene without the guidance and direction of an intimidating fucking toy."

Nines tightened his grip, causing the man to gasp and struggle for a moment before the android scoffed and let him go, immediately sending him falling onto his ass in front of his friends.

"You see, Officer, that's where you're wrong."

Nines began, his tone a low purr of satisfaction as he watched the man struggle to stand again, his chest heaving with both anger and effort,

"She doesn't need me to tell her anything. In fact, I would go so far as to say that it's her who directs me more often than not."

He smirked as the three men attempted to move past him and toward the steps, which he followed them down with an intimidating and practiced ease, his long legs helping to keep up with them without any sense of urgency.

"If you'd like though, I would be more than happy to show you what I'd be doing to you right now if she wasn't around to ensure that I couldn't do things my way."

He said casually, still following the men as they rushed back to their cruisers, eyes wide and petrified as Nines made his intentions clear.

They could leave now, or, he could show them how things went without your guidance, since they were so eager to act as if you had never arrived in the first place.

You watched in utter shock as the men sped off almost as soon as they reached their cars, one of them even shouting a frightened sounding apology in your direction as he tore out of the driveway.

Nines hummed and crossed his arms over his chest, watching them as they went with satisfaction evident in his body language.

The officers around you cheered, rushing over to the android from where you had all been listening near the porch as they both thanked him and offered props before they seemed to start actually briefing him on parts of the case that had not yet been added to the file.

He stood there, seemingly absorbing every word that everyone was saying, casually shrugging out of his jacket and tossing it over his shoulder in preparation to begin heading inside before he rolled up his sleeves slowly and methodically the way he always did before entering a scene.

Except this time, you felt the strong urge to not allow him inside until your current frustrations were eased.

He still had yet to actually fuck you after the other night, or even the evening before, some clear attempt at breaking you to get you to beg for his cock like the weak minded little human he seemed (at least some of the time) to believe that you were.

Maybe it was time to settle the score then.

You gritted your teeth together, hoping desperately that the sensation would distract you, only to give up with an exasperated sigh before walking quickly toward the android in question, who regarded you with slight surprise before his eyes swept over your face and body, and a slight smirk began to tug at his lips.

It was borderline obnoxious how easily he could read you, but in that particular moment you couldn't have cared less.

He raised a brow at you as you continued making your way over, before stopping abruptly a little over a foot away, eyes challenging and body tense as you spoke.

"Nines, car. Now."

You muttered before regarding your colleagues with a respectful nod and rushing off before they could ask any questions.

Nines chuckled, following suit with slow but long steps, his hands casually finding his pockets as he watched you eagerly.

"Certainly, Detective."

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teefscrubz · 1 year

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I'm writing a reed900 fic but idk if I should keep writing it or abandon it. what do you think of this extract ? would you want to read it ? :]

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Gavin swallowed thickly, prepared to brush off the concern only for his words to melt away as his attention quickly returned to big dog padding towards him.

"Sumo–" Connor began, but it was too late; the dog was out of his reach now, his pace growing faster as he excitedly made his way towards the detective, excited to socialise with a new face. A gasp ripped out of Gavin as he stumbled backwards in an effort to scramble away, eyes widening as he hit a hard chest behind him, hands grasping his hips to stop his escape.

"Sumo, down." The voice behind him said sharply, causing the panting fiend to stop in his tracks, sitting down with a whine.

Nines.

Gavin's chest was rising and falling rapidly now, hands still raised in the air as if he was frozen in shock.

"Detective Reed?"

Gavin blinked, Adam's apple bobbing in his throat as he swallowed what little saliva remained in his dry mouth. "Uh."

Real smart—but Gavin could kick himself for it later.

"Sumo, come here!" Hank called gruffly from the kitchen, the dog quickly disappearing into the other room eager to receive affection, an excited bark jerking Gavin in Nines' grip. His hands flew down to grasp the android's wrists, hands still gripping Gavin's hips tightly to keep him steady.

"Detective, are you—" Connor began.

"He's okay." Nines answered immediately, voice low and calm, and dangerously close to the detective's ear. So close that Gavin had to fight the urge to shiver at the sensation of hot air blowing against the shell of his ear at each word. "Just tired. I will show him to the bathroom."

#reed900 #dbh #detroit become human #gavin reed #rk900 #fanfic #dbh fic #fanfiction #ao3 #ao3 fanfic #writing #idk do you guys like it #im lowkey thinking of not finishing it ;-;#oneshot #but like a long-ish one #angst #fluff #smut #spicy i know

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katlakitty · 8 months

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Detroit: Become Human (Video Game) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Upgraded Connor | RK900/Gavin Reed Characters: Upgraded Connor | RK900, Gavin Reed Additional Tags: Fluff, Smut, Self-Doubt, Not Beta Read Summary:

Gavin wakes up next to Nines after they spent the weekend together. The weekend was great, but... what will happen next?

This is a gift for @intheyellowandgreen, hope you like it :D

#gavin reed x rk900 #reed900 #dbh #dbh fanfic #gift #oneshot

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veilder · 2 years

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Detroit: Become Human (Video Game) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Connor & Upgraded Connor | RK900 Characters: Upgraded Connor | RK900, Connor (Detroit: Become Human) Additional Tags: Post-Pacifist Best Ending (Detroit: Become Human), Existentialism, self-realization, shifting pronouns, Deviation Point, POV Upgraded Connor | RK900, Unfinished RK900 Prototype, Machine Upgraded Connor | RK900, Deviant Connor (Detroit: Become Human), Connor (Detroit: Become Human) Is a Good Bro, RK Bros 4 Life Series: Part 1 of Veil's Tumblr Fics Summary:

The RK900 is always aware.

But awareness is something beyond it.

#Veil's Oneshots #dbh #fanfiction #nines rk900 #connor rk800 #RK Bros #deviant vs machine #yes this is the same fic I posted a few days ago lol #I just put it on AO3 now XD #(but any kudos or comments would still be really appreciated 🥺)#(as well as likes and reblogs here)#and yes I plan on posting more of my Tumblr stuff on AO3 too #so watch out for those too lol

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mrspasser · 1 year

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Total myth

Vampire Niles (RK900) and human Gavin, for your reading pleasure. Basically a meet-cute at a bar. :-)

Inspired by this lovely comic on Instagram, by @dkdraws.

Total myth

“I know what you’re doing,” Gavin mumbled against the rim of his glass, the words getting lost in the general din of the bar and his glare directed at the bar top instead of a person. He’d been sitting here for over an hour, quietly drinking away the stressful day he had on the job, minding nobody’s business but his own. And then Mr. Tall and Handsome had taken a seat at the bar, right in his line of sight. He must have done it on purpose, picking out a stool that was right between Gavin’s spot at the far end of the bar and the door. So even when Gavin tried to ignore him, his eyes were pulled in the tall stranger’s direction every time the door opened. Given that it was a Friday night, just after work hours, that door opened quite frequently. They’d made eye contact a number of times already, Gavin was never quick enough to avert his eyes. Furthermore, the cool grey eyes seemed to catch his without fail, it had proven to be impossible to just slide his eyes by without really making eye contact. If the Bloody Mary - a literal Bloody Mary, no tomato juice in that one - wasn’t enough of a give-away already, Gavin would’ve known the other man to be a vampire by the way he was clearly enthralling him. Which was illegal, even if most thralls were reasonably harmless. It was not like getting roofied, or something. For most vampires it was like rolling a d20 for charisma; they would do great as door-to-door salesmen, if not for their favoured nocturnal lifestyle. But this vampire must have brought his lucky dice, because Gavin was having a really hard time keeping his eyes off him.

He was nice to look at, that’s for sure. Not Gavin’s usual type, as he tended to go for rougher looking men - often with the complimentary rough character, which was less pleasant. This man looked like he had mild manners and soft hands; Gavin had already entertained the image of the man sitting on the edge of his bed, dressed in boxers and a T-shirt, rubbing lotion on his hands before he went to sleep. It was an oddly endearing image and Gavin had ordered a glass of whiskey to get rid of it. It didn’t help much. He kept catching himself staring at broad shoulders wrapped in a light blue turtleneck sweater, at long fingers that idly played with his drink coaster, or at the single tuft of hair that curled over the man’s forehead. Gavin wanted to run his fingers along his hairline, to try and see if he could tuck the escaping lock back in place. He probably would have to reach up, he was pretty certain the vampire had a good couple of inches on him.

Pale grey eyes caught him staring again, a mildly curious expression on the man’s face. Gavin looked away quickly, a blush rising on his cheeks. The rush of blood would surely catch the vampire’s attention, but when Gavin dared to glance over from the corner of his eye a little later, the tall stranger was still calmly sitting in his spot at the long end of the bar.

Another drink later, Gavin was quickly reaching his wit’s end. He wasn’t safe from the stranger’s eyes, not even in the mirror behind the bar. Every time Gavin looked over, the man caught his eyes, yet nothing else happened. The vampire’s facial expression hardly even changed, it was like it was stuck at ‘pleasantly neutral’ the whole time. So when the vampire stood up from his seat, sliding a twenty dollar note at one of the bartenders across the top of the bar, Gavin quickly closed his tab and followed the man outside. It wasn’t the smartest thing to do, probably, yet Gavin would be damned if he would go to bed tonight without knowing what it was the vampire wanted from him.

“Hey! You!” Gavin yelled across the street. The vampire had just reached the other side, his hands stuffed in the pockets of his duffle coat. He turned his head a little towards the sound, though he showed no intent of stopping. “Yes, you! The vamp with the navy coat!” That got him to stop, turning around to where Gavin came to a stop in front of him. He was slightly winded by running across the road and yelling at the same time, but he’d worry about his dignity later. It wasn’t like Gavin had much left anyway, with all the staring like a schoolgirl with a crush that’d happened tonight. “What do you want from me?” he demanded, belatedly noticing he was standing so close he had to tilt his head back to look at the tall stranger.

The vampire blinked at him, a look of mild confusion crossing his face. “Excuse me?” he said and even though it sounded kind of haughty, Gavin still noticed he had a nice voice. “It was you who was yelling for me to stop.”

Gavin flustered, trying to fight down another blush under the scrutiny of those grey eyes. They reminded him of ice, from this close. Or perhaps that was just the light of the street lanterns. “I know what you’re doing,” he stated heatedly, pointing a finger at the vampire. He was standing so close that he was almost poking him in the chest with it. His woollen coat looked comfortable, more fitted to the chilly weather than Gavin’s ragged leather jacket.

“You said that at the bar too,” the vampire answered thoughtfully, standing stock still and seemingly unphased by Gavin’s close proximity nor his behaviour. “I thought you were speaking to yourself at first, but I understand now it was directed at me.”

Gavin’s face flushed, realising the vampire heard him over the music and loud conversations at the bar. “Of course I was talking to you,” he answered in a more confident tone than his emotions warranted, but if he could do anything it was putting up a front. “You were the one using that whole ‘vampire charm thing’ on me!” This got the vampire to frown in confusion, perhaps his most expressive face of the night, but Gavin barreled on. “You know what you did! Enthralling me to make me think you’re super hot or whatever! You kept making eye contact the whole time, that’s what you guys do when you wanna charm people into doing what you want!”

“Excuse me?” This must be the most polite vampire Gavin ever met, even when he was trying to enthral him. “You were the one who kept staring at me from across the bar.”

“Yeah, because I couldn’t keep my eyes off you!” Gavin didn’t miss the surprise in the other’s eyes, nor the pleased uptick of the corner of his mouth. “Which you caused! With your whole vampire whammy thing,” he hurried to say, realising how it sounded.

The tall stranger looked down and away to hide his smile, but because of their height difference - and their proximity - Gavin saw it anyway. “I’m sorry to disappoint you,” the man started, looking up with an amused sparkle in his eyes, “but the whole ‘vampire whammy thing’ as you call it is extremely overrated. It’s a common misconception from books and those Robert Pattinson movies. I wouldn’t be able to put a thrall on you from across the bar, especially not because you kept looking away every time I looked at you.”

Gavin’s face was truly overheating now and it wasn’t the liquor.

“If anything, I thought you wanted something from me,” the vampire continued, sounding a tad bashful all of a sudden. “But you didn’t make a move all night and seemed to actually grow a little uncomfortable over time, so I thought it best if I left.”

Doing his best fish impression, Gavin looked up at the man in front of him. The vampire averted his gaze shyly, looking down at a point near their feet. “So you didn’t enthral me?”

The tall man shook his head. Then he made eye contact again for a second, a quick smile crossing his face. “But you thought I was super hot anyway.”

“No I did n…” Gavin sputtered, denial being his first move. He sighed and drew a hand down his face. “Okay, I did say that,” he mumbled from behind his fingers, knowing now the vampire could hear him perfectly.

“You couldn’t keep your eyes off me,” the vampire teased lightly, but a quick look at his face showed he was nervous too.

Gavin swallowed down his own nerves and squared his shoulders, making deliberate eye contact. “Can we start over?” He put out his hand. “Hi, I’m Gavin. Would you like to go out for a cup of coffee some time?”

The vampire smiled, catching his hand in a firm, but gentle grip. “Hello Gavin, my name is Niles. I don’t drink coffee, but I’d love to go out with you.”

“Fuck, sorry,” Gavin cringed at his little faux pass. “I shouldn’t have - I mean. I know you can’t drink coffee, I -”

Niles squeezed his hand, making him realise they were still connected, they’re basically holding hands by now. “It’s okay, Gavin. I’m sure we can clear everything up when we get to know each other better.”

Gavin smiled, his breath coming out in a relieved rush. “Yeah, I’d like that.”

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p3ski · 1 month

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Gavin Reed's Guide to Lowering the Bar

Explicit content (18+)

Pairing: RK900/Gavin Reed

Tags: M/M, First Meetings, First Dates, Strangers to Lovers, Humour, Awkward Encounters, One Night Stand, Shameless Smut, Oral, Anal

Read on AO3 here:

Summary: Gavin reluctantly embarks on a blind date set up by his best friend Tina. First impressions of his date are promising, until he notices the LED on their forehead. Will he be able to set aside his prejudices for a chance at love? (-or at the very least, a chance to get laid.)

Word Count: 10.7K

Tag List: @sweeteatercat @wedonthaveawhile @ladyj-pl @tentoriumcerebelli @negative-citadel Additional Tags: @gavinisqueer @sunwarmed-ash (as you expressed interest on the oneshot poll ♡)

♡If you would like to be added to the tag list for future projects please let me know♡

Fanart by @wedonthaveawhile — it captures these chaotic gremlins beautifully, thank you 💙❤️

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notbyleth · 1 year

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A Game Worth Losing

Pairing: Connor x Fem!Reader / RK900 x Fem!Reader

Summary: Already struggling with managing your desire for Connor, your self-control runs taut when the new RK Unit, RK900, joins the Detroit Police Department. A silent challenge of restraint is initiated between you three, and you foolishly accept…

Knowing it ends in losing in the best possible way.

Warnings: Explicit content (18+), Smut

Word Count: 14.2K

Status: Oneshot, Completed

AO3

#my fanfiction #connor x reader #rk900 x reader #nines x reader #dbh #dbh fanfic #detroit become human #detroit: become human #dbh connor #dbh nines #dbh rk900 #rk900

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juniperwoodwell · 1 year

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Master list

Disclaimer: I only do Gn or Female for X reader, I don't do OCs.

I will write smut but I will not take requests for it.

Request's are open.

I take Plots,prompts, dialogue prompts,etc. Anything your imaginative minds can think of.

•Prompt List

ADCU

•Prompt Exchange with @kylowritten

•ADCU prompt list

•Kylo Ren / Ben Solo

•Favorite Distraction°

•Pen and Paper°

•Domesticated°

•Dedication Masterlist°

•Flip Zimmerman

•Proud

•Adam Sackler

•Phillip Altman

• Reunion pt.1

•Ren/Zimmerman/Sackler/Altman

•How ADCU character's react to an S/O who is insecure.

X-Men

•Charles Xavier

•Oneshots•

•It's a goldfish and cream soda kinda night

•Totally normal morning!?

•Skits(?)•

•Snacks

•Cruel Joke

•Late nights

•Requests•

•Paris

•Erik Lehnsherr

•Love is Complicated

Batman

•Bale!Bruce Wayne

•Presence

LOTR / Hobbit

•Thranduil

•Legolas

Top Gun Maverick

•Bradly "Rooster" Bradshaw

•Jake "Hangman" Seresin

Detroit: Become Human

•Conner RK800

•"Nines" RK900

•"Sixty" RK800 '60

•Markus RK200

Daredevil

•Matthew Murdock "Daredevil"

•Night Terrors (Request)

• And Down We Fall

•Frank Castle "Punisher"

•The Beast Finds Love

9-1-1

•Eddie Diaz

•Thief (part 1)

•Thief (part 2)

•Theif (part 3)

•Theif (part 4)

•Theif (part 5)

Moon Knight

•Steven Grant

•Ducky

•Marc Spector

•Jake Lockley

BBC Merlin

•Arthur

•Merlin

•Gwaine

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Others

•Damon Salvatore

•JJ Maybank (OBX)

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Request's are open

(Gotta think of some more later lol)

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telleroftime · 2 years

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Requests are currently closed.

Oneshot Masterlist

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All information should be here, however if you are unsure about anything, please leave a comment, an ask, or a message so I can answer any questions.

The character and fandom lists will be updated depending on my motivation and what I feel comfortable writing at the time. Crossed out characters means I'm not taking requests for them at the moment. Pink fandoms and characters are the ones I'm currently writing for. These change often.

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Table of Contents

List of Fandoms

List of Characters

Polyamorous Parings

General Rules

About Angst

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List of Fandoms

Alice in Borderland (Netflix)

Call of Duty

Detroit : Become Human

FNAF : Security Breach

SCP Foundation

Super Mario

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List of Characters

Alice in Borderland (Netflix)

Chishiya Shuntarō

(Romantic / Platonic) /// (Fluff or Angst)

Call of Duty

Simon “Ghost” Riley