i literally cannot comprehend the people who act like shipping is some kind of crusade or moral obligation. like if you ask them why they ship something they say “oh it’s groundbreaking representation” or some shit instead of talking about how they like the way the characters interact.
obviously representation is important but nobody is going to give you a medal for only shipping wholesome healthy all-natural 100% organic gmo-free pure pairings, you’re allowed to just…have fun. sometimes you just want two characters to kiss. you’re not a bad person for not writing a thousand-page thesis mathematically proving that your otp will end oppression across the globe
…idk why I thought having Winston letting his head Rest on a table was a good idea but it was funny at the time. Maybe because I had the hamster song on repeat while drawing
Summary: Connor can tell something is up, he tries to help you relax. And surprisingly, it works
Pairing: Connor X Reader
Fandom: Detroit: Become Human
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Your hands begin to shake, violently. Your heart race, beating quicker and quicker. Your whole body starts to feel numb as you have no words to speak out. You read over the quiz, anxiety filling over you.
You just stared at the first question, having no answer to it. Completely clueless and nothing hit you to even remember. Sweat begins to pour down your forehead, a sickening feeling swirls into your stomach. You absolutely hated this feeling.
You then hear the light footsteps around the department. You already knew who it was by the way that his footprints match each other perfectly. He enters the office seeing you, his LED flashes yellow as a frown makes it across his face.
“Y/N. Are you alright? Your stress levels are severely high.” Connor says as you bite done on your lip, his words not helping you at all. He then enters the room sitting in front of the desk.
He notices that you stay quiet, nervous stinks around you sure he couldn’t smell it but he sure can see it.
“Have you gotten any sleep?” He ask as you shake your head. “How about something to eat?” Once again you shake your head to his question. He frowns, concerned for your health. “May I ask, what is causing you to feel stress?” He asked you making you sigh.
“Hank’s making me do this stupid exam about androids and deviants. He told me it’s easy, ace it. But no!” You say bluntly, your hands running through your hair. You look down at the ground, feeling annoyed and angry. “It’s making my anxiety worse.” You mumble making Connor tilt his head.
“Is there anyway to cease your anxiety?” Connor ask, making you look up to face him.
“Not that I’m aware of.” You reply with a small shy voice, looking back down at the ground once again. Connor nods as his LED flashes to a yellow, then back to blue. He smiles as he gets up and walks over towards you. You look up at him, confused of what he’s up too.
“Can I take you for a walk?” He asked you with a small smile lace across his lips. He grabs your warm hand as you can feel his cold one wrapped around your warmth. A blush creeps to your cheeks as you smile warmly.
“Of course.” You say.
You stand up fingers linked with Connor’s as you walk out of the exam room. You and Connor make sure to sneak your way out of Hank’s view and once you do, you and Connor run out the door.
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Snow begins to fall from the heavens onto the earth, the winter weather hitting Detroit rather hard this year.
You rub your arms, gaining warmth as you breathe out a cold breath. Showing a white cloud. Connor notices you shivering, he takes off his blazer and hands it to you. You frown in confusion.
“You are cold, yes? I don’t want you be sick.” Connor speaks as you smile. You take his blazer with granted as you put it on. You inhale his strong scent. You blush as you continue walking.
“Thank you.” You whisper with a small smile on your lips. Connor shows a small tug on his lips.
“You are certainly welcome. I wouldn’t want you to become sick. The cold can be so beautiful yet laced with danger.” Connor speaks, looking around at the white snow.
You giggle. “That’s one way to put it.”
Then his attention turns back to you. He then shows a full smile. “And the blazer suits you.” He says as you blush deeply.
You begin to tug at the bottom of the sleeves as you take out a sigh. You look up at the cold sky taking in the beautiful sight all around you and Connor.
“I quite like the snow, it makes everything quite magical. It’s like a scene from a movie, unrealistic yet breathtaking.” You day with a smile on your lips.
Connor shows a confused look. “Snow can be used in unrealistic movies.” He says, you chuckle as you turn to face him.
“How about the scene makes it look like some wonderland? A fairytale scene? A beautiful scene.” You say, a smile curling into your lips.
“The scene is quite lovely yes. But I think you’re more breathtaking than snow.” He says with a hint of flirting in there.
You snap your head to face him. You see a cute smile plastered on Connor’s lips. A blush creeps to your cheeks.
“Me?” You question.
Connor takes a step forward, your bodies touching.
“Yes, you. There is no one else here that takes my breath away.” He says with a small shy smile on his lips.
You grab his hands and you slide your warmth into his cold. Your E/C enhancing into his hazel orbs. Your lips centimetres apart from each other. You both lean in close, leaving no gap for either of you.
It feels like magic all around you. Not caring about the surroundings. It was like a daydream that came into reality. A picture being painted. Colours flying all around you. Your heart dancing all around you, you felt alive.
You feel his cold fingers against your chin, it was a gentle touch of butterflies. Your lips pull apart as you stare right into his eyes. Taking it all in. Taking the wonder and curiosity. It feels like your imagining the whole thing, but it’s actual real.
“You kissed me.” You say, breathlessly. Connor tilts his head as a small frown comes across his face.
“Yes. It helps calm down your nerves. Also, it’s because I wanted too.” He whispers the last part, you smile at him touching your fingers against his jawline pulling it towards you. “Did you not like it?” He asked with a worrying tone. You giggle slightly looking at him.
“No, I didn’t like it.” You say. You then pull him in for another kiss. Your lips against his cold ones. You then pull away, breathing heavily. “I loved it.” You whisper in his ear, smiling. Connor blushes as he has a loving smile across his expressions. “I’m quite surprised that you helped me calm down. Thank you, I had a lovely day with you. I think I’m ready to go and take this exam.” You say, Connor smiles warmly.
“I’m glad that I had helped you with your anxiety, it seems that they have come low which is excellent progress. And, I most certainly enjoyed my day with you. And I believe that you can succeed in this exam.” Connor says, making you show off a bright smile.
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You walk out of the exam room with a huge warmly smile across your lips. You cheer on without a care in the world. Hank turns to face you with questioning look.
“So, you completed it?” Hank asked as you walk over towards him, you then shove the paper results in his face.
“Not only did I complete it, I got a 100% result. I PASSED BITCHES!” You cheer happily, excitement and accomplishment fills through you.
Hank rolls his eyes at you. “Yeah, yeah. You don’t need to brag about it.” He says as he walks away from you.
Connor then smiles as he sees you cheering. He then lets a small chuckle escape from his lips. “I’m proud that you have succeed Y/N.” He speaks a genuine smile across his lips.
“I probably wouldn’t have done it without you. So thank you, once again.” You smile warmly as you walk up to hug him. He seems shocked, feeling your arms wrapped around his body. He then wraps his arms around you a warm smile across his own lips.
• Snuggle ˈsnʌɡ(ə)l/ | verb | settle or move into a warm, comfortable position.
• Connor is really new to snuggling, moreso than kissing or hugging, having to have you reassure him that he is in fact doing it correctly half the time.
• He does take some time getting used to it, but it pays off – a smile on his face as his LED blinks happily, being able to hold you close as you lean into his chest, your hands intertwined.
• He loves being able to be this close to you, sometimes finding himself leaning into your chest in order to hear your heartbeat, his LED mimicking it.
• There are many moments spent snuggling that make you lose track of time, both you and Connor being content on the sofa for hours, simply passing the time through small talk and whatnot.
• “Where do you think Hank got the name ‘Sumo’ from for his dog? I don’t think he’s ever told anyone.” “I’m not certain, but the name Sumo is also the name of the Japanese form of Heavyweight Wrestling.”
• Connor also sometimes does coin tricks whilst you’re snuggling, one hand on top of yours as the other has the coin move through his fingers flawlessly.
• He notices that you snuggle more on days that are quite stressful at the Detroit Police Precinct, some cases making you really tense, as your breath steadies and your blood pressure decreases whilst you’re in his arms.
• He kisses your forehead in reassurance, making you smile as he coaxes you to sleep for a moment – your head moving to lean on his shoulder as you do.
• There are times you two unknowingly snuggle on Hank’s sofa in his apartment, as Sumo joins you also, as both you and Connor pat him before getting lectured by Hank himself for ‘being lovey dovey in my apartment of all places’.
• “Take it somewhere else you two, I don’t care if my sofa’s more comfortable than yours- no you can’t take Sumo with you!”
• You’ve slept on top Connor too many times to count during your snuggling sessions (though you’re certain Connor probably has), finding yourself staring back at those loving brown eyes whenever you wake up.
• He never does wake you up from a nap or when you’re in deep sleep – placing a kiss on your lips as he’s reminded of how lucky he is to be with you.
Ooh I recently saw this prompt and wondered if you could possible write a Connor x Reader about it? Either way, I absolutely love your writing! 90: “ Catch me if you can! ”
A/N: I don’t know if this was the idea you had of the one shot lul, but anyway I hope you like it, because I really enjoyed writing this. I think it was shorter than I had planned, sorry for that. Thank you very much for sending me this request! Don’t hesitate to send me another one if you have another prompt or an idea ❤
“For the love of God, can you behave?” Hank growled with his jaw clenched, seeing that right behind him, you and Connor walked and released small silent laughter as you spoke secretly, obviously to make Hank angry.
“Sorry, Lieutenant. It’s just that I and (Y/N) had a conversation about—
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“
—I don’t give a damn about what your ‘conversations’ are about, I just ask you to behave. We are in the middle of a fuckin’ crime scene.” Hank sharply interrupted the android, speaking in his always so cold tone of voice.
You rolled your eyes with a mocking smile on your lips, while making a funny grimace towards Hank, showing your tongue. Connor gave a silly giggle, which he tried to silence when the old lieutenant again growled through clenched teeth. You interlaced your right arm with the left of the android when the three of you stopped in front of the house where the murder had happened and Hank was talking to one of the officers in charge, who obviously turned out to be Chris Miller. He was one of the youngest police officers in the Detroit City Police Department. “Good evening, Hank.”
“It’s not good evening at all, Chris.” Hank waved mockingly, but under a serious expression. “Are there tracks from the deviant?”
You paid attention to Hank’s conversation with the officer, gently supporting your body on his side against Connor, who smiled unconsciously as he felt your heat transfer to his cold body.
“So far, we have not found anything. Everything tells us that the android escaped after committing the homicide.” Chris explained, turning his dark eyes to you and Connor from time to time and then to Hank, who nodded a couple of times when the officer finished speaking. “Well, the crime is all yours, Lieutenant.”
“How lucky I feel about that.” Hank rolled his eyes as I spoke sarcastically.
You walked behind Hank, with Connor at your side, still with your arms entwined. Always the proximity of Connor made you feel safe, you knew that being with him nothing would happen to you. Plus you knew perfectly how to take care of yourself too.
[…]
“I faithfully believe that I would be a Gryffindor.” Connor muttered almost silently as he walked around the victim’s room, searching for clues and analyzing the place. You were crouched looking at some scratches that were right in the doorway of the room, next to a revolver on the floor. One of the many evidences that were involved in the crime.
“Nope.” You remarked the p with your lips. “You’re definitely a Hufflepuff.”
You smiled when you noticed Connor turning to look at you, with a confused expression reflecting on his face. Of course, Connor really would’t like to be a Hufflepuff. “I’m not.”
“Yes you are.” You sang in a melodious voice. The mockery dancing in your tone of voice. “I’m a Gryffindor and you’re a Hufflepuff, the other day we decided it! Don’t you remember, Con?” You turned and raised your head to be able to look at the android, who was still staring at you, but now with his eyes half closed.
You were clearly mocking him. As you always did.
“I remember perfectly that you said you’re a Hufflepuff and I said I was a Gryffindor.” Clarified Connor, slowly approaching you. You rose up and pulled your tongue towards him. He raised his eyebrows, still with his eyes half closed. “You’re making fun of me. Oh, you’ll regret this, (Y/N).”
“Try me, robotboy.” You mumbled, also squinting your eyes. “Catch me if you can!”
Hurriedly you left the room, letting out a silly laugh that obviously managed to be heard throughout the house.
Hank shook his head and rolled his eyes when he saw you running out of one of the rooms to the front door and out of the house, with Connor running after you, almost touching your heels. You two laughing as if you were ten years old.
“I can’t believe I’m apparently working with damn kids.” He growled to himself, but as he heard once more your laughter, a tiny smile rose on his lips.
YUP THATS RIGHT- IF YOU SPOT ME AT ANIME MIDWEST AND IDK WHAT YOU WILL TELL ME THAT YOU wANT IT I WILL GIVE IT TOＹＯＵ – id just be wondering around randomly thats all I can say– but I have several obvious? traits you will know its me –VVV
Im not really expecting much just think its a fun thing to try and make a bold move in meeting new friends….(sweats) – I should be there all 3 day anyways-
but the actual plan of the giveaway will be done after midwest and some attempt to reprint the smol noct art(I miss calculated soo the sleepy noct is still a huge brick while the rest is 0..ahha)- until I finally know how to make prints here I will still send out these as free or receivers pay the mailing fee but gets bonus art;w;
this is just my crazy attempt of doing something and gifting to all the ffxv fans supporting me ;w;- also important note this is all free giveaway I will not accept you giving me money in return- id sprint faster than a chocobo
While i’m on the topic of Pandaria and it’s leaders,I must speak about Emperor Shaohao the last true leader of Pandaria as a whole before he sacrificed himself to protect the entire continent of Pandaria from the Sundering 10,000 years ago.Recently his staff Sheilun was used to heal those who would combat the legions recent invasion of Azeroth
i think that last time i drew Ardyn was a year ago? but he’s still my favorite final fantasy character and i love drawing him and one of these days i will get his hair right
The way that you’ve found in your worry, your fury The way that you’ve found, its alright Offer your light to the worst that you’re feeling Offer your light to the ways that you’re feeling
Every time I turn this game on, I see something new. Today, I realized the blade that Ravus hucked towards Ardyn’s head actually belonged to Iggy.
*At the end of their fight, Ignis plants his blade into Ravus’ Magitek arm. Ravus gets up, never removing the blade.
*During Luna’s death scene, the dagger is still there.
*Ravus lets it fly against Ardyn.
Imagine Ardyn pressed firmly against your back as his hands roam all over your body, leaving no inch of skin untouched from his attention.
He hums in appreciation at how vocal you are to his ministrations, each slight of hand making him even bolder. You were sinking into him and loved every single moment of it.
Ardyn: “You are perfection in the purest form. It would be a sin to taint you.”
He proceeds to drag you closer to the bedroom not once loosening his grip, his skilled fingers pawing and kneading further into your sensitive spots driving you wild with need. The most delicious and sinister of chuckles hums into your ears that make your knees go weak.
Ardyn: “Unfortunately for you, I am a terrible man.”
~My Tumblr Back-Up And Stuffs~ 
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