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prismuffin · 1 year

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Greetings! I don't want to overwhelm you and I saw you already have a Simon one in your requests but can I too request a Simon from dbh x human gn reader who loves to make him flustered and see him blush blue?

A/n: I love the fact that the androids blush blue it's so cuteee <3 Also wasn't sure how to end this so it kinda just-

Turning Blue

Simon (dbh) x human!gn!reader

( summary: you just love seeing your favorite android blush blue any time you tease him )

Warnings?: none! Just an adorable flustered Simon and a flirty reader

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You laughed as you laid in your bed, scrolling through some old photos. You’d found a picture of you and Chris— a friend of yours, acting goofy within the archives of your photo album. You sent it to him for a good laugh and continued scrolling. You scrolled by many photos of the city, nature, you and friends, but one in particular had caught your eye. It was a photo of your now boyfriend Simon, his cheeks were blue and he held a sheepish smile on his face. He looked so cute like this it was hard not to smile. Your fingers grazed over the screen as you thought about Simon, looking over his blue blush covered face. What you’d give to see him all flustered around you again. You sighed, he wasn’t home right now so your plans would have to subside. “Honey? I’m home!”

Or would they…

You giggled and leaped off your bed, making a mad dash for the door. “Simon!” Your boyfriend chuckled as you went in for a big hug. He held you tightly in his arms for a while before pulling back, only to get a surprise kiss on his lips. “I missed you~” you said and he chuckled nervously and nodded, “missed you too.” You let go of Simon and watched as he walked deeper into your shared apartment.

"How was your day?" You asked him as he stopped at the kitchen counter. He sighed, leaning against it, "It was fine- better than yesterday at least." You smiled and walked closer to him, wrapping your arms around him. “That’s good,” you lovingly gazed into his eyes and watched as his searched yours. He raised an eyebrow and you mirrored his actions. “What’re you up to?” He questioned and you held back a laugh. “Nothing~” though you tried to act innocent he could see the mischievous look in your eyes. But before he could question you about it you simply reached up to hold his face in one hand, noting how he leaned into it. You pressed your bodies closer to one another, smiling when you heard his breath hitch. "I'm just glad you're home.." Your smile only grew as you noticed the small tinge of blue that was rising in your boyfriends cheeks. You kissed him once, then twice, then three times, loving how every time you pulled back his blush was just a bit darker. “Y-Y/n..” you giggled at his stutter and hummed “yes?” You kissed him once more and he huffed “what’s gotten into you?” He asks with a chuckle and a smile. "What? I can't love my amazing, handsome, loving boyfriend?" His blush darkened at the praises and you smirked. "I wouldn't say..-" He cut himself off and looked at the ground, a smile still on his face as he processed your words. "You wouldn't say what? That you're handsome?" You questioned and tilted his head so that he's looking at you. "'Cause you are." Your thumb caressed the side of his face and he sighed. "Look at you, you're such a cutie when you're blushing blue." His blush deepened and he pulled you into a hug, shoving his face into your neck. You laughed as he groaned in embarrassment. You pat the back of your boyfriends head, playing with his hair while being truly satisfied with how flustered you can make him.

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roman-cup · 6 months

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A drawing of Simon from Detroit become human I made a few days ago :) this is a redraw of a super old drawing hehe

#detroit become human #Detroit become human simon #Simon Detroit become human #Dbh

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wjehfshs · 1 year

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Hear me out…

Do you think he whimpers?

#simon #simon x reader #simon Detroit become human #simon dbh #simon smut #simon dbh smut #simon x reader smut #im slowly losing my sanity

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cosmic-kasa · 2 years

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Cupcake (⁄ ⁄>⁄ ▽ ⁄<⁄ ⁄)

#Simon dbh #Simon detroit #Simon Detroit Become Human #detroit become human #dbh #dbh simon #PL600 #simon pl600 #dbh pl600

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toastpandadraws · 1 year

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Detroit: become human rant

I’m hyperfixating on DBH right now so you get to hear my ranting about Markus’s pathways.

So for Markus’s pathway, no matter which route you take (Violent or Pacifist) you get North as a love interest. North is typically a violent character, and this is shown because every time Markus makes a pacifist decision, his relationship with her goes down. However no matter which path you go, Markus gets with North anyways.

I’ve heard (and I don’t know how true this may be) that Simon was also supposed to be a love interest for Markus, and I think this could be incorporated into the story more. Any time Markus makes a Pacifist decision, his relationship with Simon goes up. I think that this should mean more than it actually does in the game.

At this point it would be perfect for Markus’s love interest to be changed by the path you take. If you go for the violent path, Markus gets the more violent partner, but if you go for the peaceful path, he gets the more peaceful partner.

This rant might not make sense and it might partially be made out of my dislike for North as a character but idk, I just think it doesn’t make sense to go down the peaceful route and still get together with the violent character.

#detroit become human #Markus android #game rant #North #Simon #North Detroit become human #Simon Detroit become human #game ramblings #Pacifist ending dbh #Violent ending dbh #I actually don’t like North #but I feel like this rant is still valid

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salt-up-to-your-ankles · 2 years

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almost finished coloring my simon drawing :))

once ive finished coloring him im gonna do ralph then maybe draw traci, connor and maybe alice or carl or kara im still not sure lmao

they came out better than i expected tbh 👍👍

#detroit become human #dbh fanart #dbh #dbh simon #simon dbh #simon detroit become human #ralph dbh #dbh ralph #ralph detroit become human #markers #fanart #sketch #god using markers to color takes so fucking long LMAO

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redpool · 1 year

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Just finished my first DBH playthrough, and everyone survived. (Except for Simon, RIP Simon and Luther, RIP Luther, and North.)

#dbh #detroit become human #detroit bh #simon dbh #dbh simon #simon detroit become human #luther dbh #dbh luther #luther detroit become human #markus #markus dbh #dbh markus #markus detroit become human #connor dbh #connor detroit become human #dbh connor

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calamity-jc · 1 month

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Flour and Sugar

A Deviants Fallen Oneshot

Simon finds Clara struggling with a nightmare. He wakes her up and knows just how to cheer her up.

Simon stood in the kitchen of Clara’s house, looking through the cabinets to get ideas of what to do today. In one of them, he found an old book of recipes. Curious, he sat down at the counter and began to page through. One recipe stood out: a faded notecard featuring a simple, traditional bread recipe. Down at the bottom, a small handwritten note.

Clara’s favorite it read.

Smiling gently, Simon pulled the notecard out of its sleeve and placed it gently on the counter for reference. Then, he began pulling out the ingredients.

Just as he was about to grab a bag of flour, a distressed groan from upstairs alerted him. He felt a spark of fear and rushed down the hallway and up the stairs to Clara’s room. Outside the door, he hesitated for a moment, but another quiet groan propelled him forward.

He opened the door to see Clara tossing and turning in her bed, caught in the throes of a nightmare. Her face was pinched in distress, heartrate elevated and erratic. Simon stepped forward quickly, coming to stand at the edge of her bed. He sat down and reached out a gentle hand to touch her face.

Her eyes fluttered open, and she looked at him in fear and confusion.

“It’s alright, Clara,” he said, gently brushing her hair away from her face. “You’re safe.”

“Simon.” She groaned his name weakly, voice breaking. Her face twisted in distress.

Simon felt a prick in his heart as he watched her. He leaned forward, pulling her into his arms and cradled her there for a moment, holding her tightly. “I’ve got you.”

He felt her arms wrap tightly around his torso as she leaned into him, burying her face against his chest. He gently stroked her hair, mumbling gentle words of comfort against the top of her head as he carefully observed her. Gradually, her heartrate calmed, and she pulled away.

“I’m sorry,” she said, avoiding his eyes.

“You have nothing to apologize for.” He gave her a gentle smile. “Do you want to talk about it?”

She shook her head. “I’d rather just forget.”

They sat in silence for a moment. Remembering the recipe he’d been working with, he had an idea. He reached out, gently turning her face to look at him. Her eyes were still sad.

“Come on,” he said, grabbing her hand. “I know something that might make you feel better.” He shot her a smile.

She contemplated for a moment, then nodded, offering her own small smile.

Feeling a small flicker of triumph, Simon leaned forward, placing a soft kiss on her cheek. He lingered there a moment, then whispered against her warm skin. “Let’s go.”

He gave her hand a gentle squeeze, then pulled her out of bed. She followed him reluctantly through the hallway, down the stairs, and into the kitchen, where he sat her down on one of the kitchen stools. He shot her another bright smile, then began pulling ingredients out of the cabinets: sugar, flour, yeast, oil, salt.

He grabbed two bowls as well, a larger and a smaller. In the smaller, he measured out a few cups of warm water, then mixed in sugar and yeast. He set the bowl aside to prep. Glancing up, he noticed Clara watching him curiously.

“What are you doing?” she asked, eyes bright.

“Making bread,” he said, lips quirking into a grin. He handed her the recipe.

Her face lit up. “I didn’t know I still had this! My aunt used to make this all the time!” Her voice was bright with excitement now.

“Apparently it was your favorite.” He pointed down to the small note.

“She never forgot anything,” Clara said, smiling gently.

Simon smiled back, then resumed making the dough. Added the oil, salt, and flour to the yeast mixture, then began mixing it with his hands to form a rough dough that he dumped onto the lightly floured surface of the counter. He glanced up again to see Clara following his movements with an intense gaze.

He felt thirium rush to his cheeks for a moment, growing flustered. He pushed it down, attempting to regain his composure. “Do you want to help?” he offered.

She nodded eagerly.

“Alright, come around to this side then.” He gestured for her to come stand next to him.

After a brief moment of hesitation, Clara climbed down from the stool. She stood a few feet away from the counter, pulling her hair up into a messy bun, then moved to stand beside him.

“What am I doing?” she asked, looking up at him with intense blue eyes.

Simon felt his thirium pump stutter for a moment as again, his face flushed with blue blood. He turned back to the dough, clearing his throat. “Here’s how you knead it.” He slowly demonstrated the hand motions, watching her out of the corner of his eyes. After a few rounds, he stepped back.

“Now you try.” He reached around, gently grabbing her shoulder, then positioned her in front of him.

She looked up at him from behind, then at his nod, she reached out with clumsy hands and began kneading the dough in an awkward rhythm. Simon watched her for a moment, amused. She was rarely this unsure. After letting her struggle with the sticky dough for a minute, he intervened.

He stepped forward, reaching his arms on either side of her.

He felt her small figure press into his chest and torso, head beneath his chin, and he brought his arms around, covering her small hands with his own, then gently moved them in the proper motion.

He felt her stiffen against him, her heartrate and breathing growing erratic for a moment. He glanced down at her and noticed a bright pink blooming in her cheeks. He smirked a little, seeing it.

The stayed like that for a few moments, then when Clara had the proper rhythm, he pulled back, allowing her to knead on her own. After a few more minutes, they had a smooth, stretchy dough.

Simon moved her aside gently, then placed the dough back in the bowl, covering it with a towel to rise, then he moved to start cleaning up part of the mess.

“Hey, Simon.” Clara’s voice held a hint of mischief.

Simon looked up at her, only to get a face full of flour. She’d thrown a handful at him. Simon felt his own playfulness rise in response.

“Tsk, that was naughty.” He gently brushed the flour from his face and hair, then looked up at Clara with a glint in his eye.

Catching it, she shrieked and tried to run from the room.

“Oh, no you don’t,” he said, catching her around the waist, face breaking into a wide smile.

She shrieked again, laughing, and squirmed away. Simon grabbed a handful of flour throwing it at her with incredible accuracy, and it doused the front of her pajamas, getting into her hair and leaving a few streaks on her face.

She bolted around the counter, putting some distance between them. On the other side of the counter, she eyed the bag of flour for a moment, calculated. Noticing the attention, Simon lunged forward, grabbing the bag and pulling it out of reach.

He grinned at her, shaking his head. “No, Clara.”

“Aw, why not?” She pouted playfully, then made her own lunge for the bag. She caught it, and they had a brief tug of war over it, then with a loud tear, the bag split down the middle, sending flour scattering across the countertop.

They froze for a moment, staring at the large white pile, then Clara glanced at him again. Simon saw a glint of mischief grow in her eyes, then with a wicked smile, she grabbed another handful and threw it at him.

Simon ducked, trying to avoid it, but he was still doused in the white powder. Moving quickly, he skirted the counter, trying to get closer while grabbing his own handful.

Laughing, Clara stepped out of his reach, but he still managed to get her with the flour. Simon chased her around the counter, doing his best to avoid getting doused while simultaneously throwing his own handfuls. The air grew dustier and dustier, as flour began to coat every surface.

Eventually, Simon caught Clara around the wrist, then moving quickly, he snaked his other hand around her waist. He pinned her against the edge of the counter, trapping her with his arms and leaning in.

She was breathing heavily, still grinning wide as she looked up at him, face only a few inches from his own. Simon felt his own answering grin on his face as he looked down at her powdery white face. Her hair was thick with the flour, strands dusted white, though her face was mostly just streaked. Her eyes were bright with joy and mischief.

He looked down at her lips, then back up at her eyes, feeling a strange tension. Slowly, he leaned forward, brushing a gentle kiss against her lips. He felt her stiffen for a moment, then she relaxed against him. He pulled back briefly, then grabbed her around the waist. He brought his other hand up to her cheek, cupping it tenderly, then kissed her again, deeper this time. Her own lips moved in response, and she pressed tighter against him.

After a few heartbeats, he broke away again, looking down at her breathless face. Her cheeks flushed, eyes bright, and she turned her head away, grinning.

Simon took a step back, feeling his own cheeks blush in response.

“Simon?” Clara’s voice came soft and sweet.

He looked up at her, only to get another face full of flour. The hand he’d trapped had been holding onto a fistful the whole time. Apparently she’d been biding her time.

She moved away from him, laughing. “Thanks for the baking lesson.”

He brushed the flour out of his eyes then looked at her again. Her lips were pulled up into a silly grin.

“Any time,” he said, grinning back.

#detroit become human #simon detroit become human #fanfiction #ao3 fanfic #baking #fluff #oneshot #original character

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frankedz · 8 months

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In which Connor crashed Hank's car 🚗🧨

#detroit become human #dbh #dbh connor #hank anderson #dbh markus #dbh north #dbh simon #dbh josh #dbh jericrew #illustration #2d animation #artists on tumblr #art of mine

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ynnu-64 · 2 months

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our hearts are compatible

#simon dbh #dbh markus #markus dbh #dbh fanart #detroit become human #detroit become human fanart #i love theeeem #idk why after 5 years im just making fanart #my art

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prismuffin · 1 year

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Hey! I see that your requests are a bit full, but if it's not to much trouble could I request dbh Simon with a human gn reader who meets him after the revolution and reader is an overall bright ray of sunshine in personality and whenever they see Simon upset they give him a little kiss on the cheek and hold his hand tightly.

A/n: oooo a simon request interesting😌 he's been popping up for me a lot more recently!

You are my sunshine

Simon (dbh) x human!loving!gn!reader

( summary: your boyfriend Simon comes home upset and it’s up to you to make him smile again )

Warnings?: Sad Simon, reverse comfort, mentions of harassment and bullying

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The revolution was over and the androids have won. They earned their freedom but not everyone accepted that. There were people that would still treat them like objects or assault them on the street. Markus has been working on earning the androids more rights as we speak. But at least there’s people like you, kind and thoughtful. People that see the androids for what they truly are. A sigh escaped Simons mouth as he thought about you. The first time he met you was at a park right after the revolution. He expected you to be angry at him, an android, as most humans he’d interacted with after that point had been. But no, you simply treated him like he was anybody else. It was a nice breath of fresh air for him.

Though he knew not all humans would be nice, it still hurts to experience it first hand. Which is why his mood was so sour today. While at the store he had gotten confronted by some humans, they’d spit nasty insults and pushed him around as he was walking through the store. They tormented him for buying up “their food”, asking him why he even needs it if he’s just an android. He made the mistake of saying he was buying it for his human lover, he naïvely thought that saying this would make them go away but it only made the harassment much worse. They’d berated him the entire time he was there and no one did anything but look and stare. His hands gripped the steering wheel tightly as he tried not to cry. He just couldn't wait to get home and lay in your arms, he knows you’ll make him feel better, you always do.

Walking into your shared apartment, he sighed and threw the keys into the bowl by the door. He wordlessly walked to the kitchen to place the bags on the counter. The house was silent…were you not home? He needs you to be home or his emotions may take over. He bit his tongue as tears started to well up in his eyes.

“Simon?”

It was you! His head flung in the direction of your voice. “Is that you?” When you rounded the corner your confused face morphed into a happy one. “Oh, it is you! I didn’t hear you come in you didn’t greet me like you usually do.” You said while walking closer to him. He hadn’t said a word cause he feared that if he opened his mouth all that would leave it was a sob. “Simon?” You spoke quieter as you noticed his silence. “Is everything alright?” You placed a hand on his shoulder and lifted his face into view. You gasped at his teary eyes and he shook his head. “What happened?! Did you get hurt?!” He shook his head again though this time a small sob had escaped his mouth as tears ran down his face. The concern in your voice was too much for him it seems. “Simon…” You led him to the couch and held him in your arms as he told you everything. You felt awful, no one should have to go through that android or not. You grabbed both of his hands and he pulled back from the embrace, your thumbs grazing over the top of his fingers. You let one hand go to grab the side of his face, laying many soft kisses along his cheek. His breaths began to get less ragged as your touch calmed him down. You started to whisper sweet nothings into his ear between every kiss, calling him perfect and saying that you love him. The hand he was left holding had moved to his waist as you got closer to him. The tears had stopped falling, all that was left now were random sniffles scattered about. “Are you ok now?” Your soft voice broke the silence though he didn’t mind. He nodded and smiled slightly when another kiss hit his cheek. He loved you deeply, he didn’t even know his love language was physical touch until he met you. A sigh of content left his mouth as he stared at you. “You are the light of my life..” he mumbled and you smiled at him. It was like you were glowing in his eyes, your infectious smile had made his grow too until both were matching.

“I love you, y/n.”

“I love you too Simon.”

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