#connor reader insert

This was requested like 2 years ago maybe but here I am :)

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Connor:

- Watching his partner on the pole is such a mesmerising experience. Especially if they’re human.

- He’d think it’s beautiful either way but he knows humans have to use so much strength and to be able to make it look so elegant and effortless it astounds him.

- Connor thinks pole dancing is so beautiful he wants to learn a few tricks himself.

- It’s a lot of fun teaching Connor moves and technique. There’s always a lot of laughter!

Gavin:

- It’s not sexual. He knows it’s not but man it really gets him going.

- His partner looks so beautiful on the pole can you blame him?

- His partner will show him new things on the pole and Gavin without fail will always say something like:

- “I can totally do that!” (He totally couldn’t)

- pole dancing isn’t as easy as it looked and Gavin learnt the hard way.

Hank:

- Hank definitely pretends he isn’t mesmerised whenever his partner is dancing but oh he could watch them for hours.

- Usually observes them from afar to not draw attention to himself and to let them do their thing

- always embarrassed when his partner catches him watching

- “No honey I was just passing through you keep doing your uh, pole stuff”

- Hank tried pole dancing once. Never again.

A/N: Oh my god seriously y’all it has been a fucking crazy past few weeks I can’t even begin to tell you guys everything that has been going on but anyway since Happy Birthday with Connor got so many notes I decided to write a second part. I really do hope you guys enjoy it please let me know what you think (:

If you haven’t read happy birthday then click here

Warnings: None just fluff

“Maybe this?” You told yourself as you ran in front of the mirror to look.

You shook your head rapidly too displeased with your outfit. “No no no he’ll hate it...”

***

“They’ll hate it Hank.” Connor said to him as he looked at himself in the mirror. His usual suit and android jacket gone and now he was wearing a black button up shirt, dark blue jeans and nice new black shoes to match.

Hank told Connor since it was a date he needed to get some new clothes and he joined him at the mall to help the android.

Connor at first thought the outfit would be perfect for the date. It wasn’t too flashy for his liking and all the colors seemed to go together accordingly but now...

Looking in the mirror he wasn’t so sure.

Were his predictions wrong?

“No they won’t.”

“They will.” Connor argued back the nerves clear in his voice as his LED spun yellow.

Hank stared at Connor’s reflection in the mirror from seat at the edge of his bed. The memory of his first date coming to his mind as Connor continued to ramble on about tonight clearly not used to these new emotions.

Ah, Déjà vu.

Hank stood up walking behind Connor to lay a hand on his shoulder and give a reassuring squeeze to the android but also to shut him up.

“Connor listen, uh you look fine. I’m sure they’ll think so too.” Hank said a bit more awkward than expected.

Hank hadn’t dealt with this since he was younger and didn’t have anymore kids since Cole, but taking in Connor was like parenting all over again.

“Hank I just..I’ve never really felt like this before.”

“You’re nervous Connor it happens.”

Connor let out a breathy chuckle, “It’s all so new to me...”

Hank nodded, “I know..Just make sure you be yourself...Don’t go licking shit though.” Hank ended his sentence by pointing a finger at him.

Connor’s eyebrows furrowed before the realization hit him, “Oh!”

***

You stared at yourself in the mirror admiring your outfit. You did a twirl and moved closer to fix any fly away strands of hair and a teeth check.

You nodded at yourself in the mirror.

“You’re good..It’s all cool...” You gave yourself a small pep talk your eyes wandering over your outfit.

Maybe I should just change...You thought.

Before you could make any more changes to yourself for the umpteenth time there was a knocking at your front door snapping you out of your thoughts.

“He’s here fuck!” You silently shrieked, the nerves beginning to build within you as you took a deep breath to calm yourself.

You walked out of your bedroom and hurried to your front door taking a moment to breathe in once more before pulling the door open.

Connor stood at the entrance his smile big on his face as you took a second to admire his new look.

He began to do the same, his eyes wandering over you taking in the sight of not seeing you in regular work clothes.

// SOFTWARE INSTABILITY ^^^ //

That familiar irregular beating beginning in his chest as the warnings popped up into his line of sight.

He quickly dismissed them and turned his attention back on you.

“You look amazing.” He said as his eyes met yours.

You smiled, “Thank you! You look great also!”

“Are you ready for the concert?”

“Yes!”

***

You both arrived at the large outdoor venue. The two of you had a hard time squeezing pass some of the people but eventually found your way to your spots right in the front, the stage lit up with neon colors and the instruments already set out for the artists.

“Have you ever listened to them?” You asked him.

You knew he tried to get into music over the past few months and remembered the time you sent your playlist to him.

“I did listen to all of their forty songs. The first two albums were more of a indie rock and the last two more alternative pop. A bit different from the heavy metal I’ve listened to with Hank but I actually quite liked them.” He smiled.

You giggled at his answer, “Yeah they’re great I love them.”

Connor smiled back at you. You continued to look around unaware of his lingering gaze as your head fell back to admire the stars above.

“The stars are beautiful tonight don’t you think?” You looked over to him already catching his unbroken gaze.

He nodded looking up to the stars with you.

“They are. Balls of extremely hot gas consisting of helium and hydrogen...but very beautiful.” He said.

You again laughed at his words.

He was always so descriptive.

“I’d say they are the second most beautiful thing tonight though.” He added.

His comment caught you off guard and you turned to look at him, the red already building onto your cheeks.

“Connor-“

The sound of loud music interrupted you and both of your heads snapped in the direction toward the stage.

The lights on stage began to dim and the white screen hanging up lit up with the bands logo, the music already beginning to get louder and the crowd cheering and women hollering their name.

Suddenly the lights on the stage cut off and you could hardly see anything and it seemed as if the crowds cheers just grew even louder.

You felt fingers intertwine with yours making your insides flutter.

Suddenly the lights turned back on and all the artists were in their spots, waving and greeting the crowd.

You looked down at Connor’s hand entangled with yours and couldn’t stop the large smile spreading onto your face.

// SOFTWARE INSTABILITY ^^^ //

The start of the song booming over the speakers catching your attention as the singer began the first song on the album.

Connor could see how the crowd was closing in, all too excited and unaware how rowdy they were and it made his LED spin from blue to yellow to red back to yellow.

There were no seats after all, so they moved in closer around the two of you, bumping into you guys and one another.

He could see your eyes moving from your favorite band to the people, unaware of who to pay attention to.

On instinct, he pulled his hand from yours and you gave a confused look at him until he wrapped his arm around your waist to pull you closer into him.

You were surprised at first but immediately relaxed after being so close to him. You rested your head against his chest and wrapped your arms around him and began to sway to the music.

Connor looked down at you, a small smile on his face as he would remember this moment of having you so close to him for the first time ever in his mind.

He’d have to upload this.

He began swaying with you, enjoying the moment.

***

After the concert the two of you caught a taxi back to your place. The ride back wasn’t a long one and conversation with him made it better.

“God it was so...amazing! I never thought I’d ever see them!” You gushed to him.

He only smiled at you and nodded. For the first time he was unaware of what to say to you as you rambled on about seeing your favorite band but he enjoyed hearing your voice and how happy you were.

It made him feel happy seeing you like this.

Soon the self driving taxi pulled over, the monotone voice thanking the both of you for using Detroit taxi services.

He shoved his hands in his pockets as he walked you back up to your porch.

“Connor, seriously this was amazing. Nobody’s ever done anything like this for me.” You smiled.

“I’m glad you enjoyed it (Y/N). I had a good time myself.”

Your smile grew as you heard him say those words.

“Well...”

“Well?” You questioned.

He stared at you trying to decide what to do.

SAY GOODNIGHT AND LEAVE?

KISS (Y/N)?

The suggestions came up and he dismissed them.

He wanted so badly to kiss you. He had seen enough romance movies and searched all the different ways to perform a perfect kiss but something stopped him.

His thirium pump beginning to pump faster as he weighed his options. The thought of kissing you was already making him overheat and he didn’t want to move too fast.

“Connor?” You asked him.

“IbettergobackandcheckonHank. I’llsee youatworkonmonday.” The words left his mouth too quickly as he got system warnings.

He quickly turned away from you to walk off the steps and head back toward the taxi. He could feel himself begin to cool down as he left you, your last expression stuck in his artificial mind.

Was it disappointment on your face? But why? Why would you-

“Connor!” Your voice broke his thoughts.

He turned around, “Yes-“

Your lips crashed onto his.

At first he didn’t know what to do, too scared to move but he began to relax as his eyes closed enjoying the kiss.

You pulled away from him, “You should’ve just kissed me.”

// SOFTWARE INSTABILITY ^^^ //

He was still in shock from it all. He raised his hands to tilt your chin up to him and he pressed lips onto yours.

You wrapped your arms around his neck as his hands found your waist to pull you closer to him for the second time tonight.

He could feel the heat building within him yet again and the beating inside his chest picking up again but he ignored it, to enveloped in your love exchange.

You pulled away trying to catch your breath.

“Goodnight Detective.” He said as he got back into the taxi.

“N-Night Connor.” You replied as you walked onto the steps.

Connor took a deep breathe still in shock from the night.

Okay sorry for the spam but this is the last one I swear

So I have this idea for a Connor series

and I wrote an outline for it

and the outline alone is 4 pages long

sooo what I’m saying is I have a long Connor x Reader series ready for the writing and I just wanna know if you guys want it???

I mean if I wanna write it I’ll write it anyway but idk I just want to see who’d be interested thanksssss (if there isn’t high interest I think I’ll post a Steve Rogers fic next and do the Connor one later but we’ll see)

A/N: It was my birthday on tuesday and I was like I should write something with a birthday so here it is! Hope you enjoy it. (: and of course thanks for reading.

Warning: None maybe you’ll die from feels or laughter who knows?

Pairing: Connor RK800 x Reader

“Hank,” Connor whispered over to the Lieutenant who was too focused on whatever was on the screen in front of his face. “Hank!” Connor spoke a little louder catching the Lieutenants attention. Hank finally turned his head to the RK800, “Yes?” He answered with a fake smile obviously not liking having his work interrupted.

“I understand it’s Detective (L/N)’s birthday tomorrow and I wanted to…get them something.” Connor told Hank.

Hank wasn’t too surprised by him saying this. Although Connor was indeed a deviant, he was still learning on how to actually be and feel like a human making him so unaware on his feelings toward (Y/N) and at times Hank found it hilarious to watch Connor completely break down whenever they were nearby. 

“Hey Connor! Do you think you could send me the file on Michael Davis?” (Y/N) asked him. 

Connor stared at them and could already feel his thirium pump regulator beating faster inside of him making him clutch onto himself almost scared. It was happening to him yet again. His LED on his temple circling from light blue to yellow quickly making (Y/N) cheerful expression shift too worried.

Hank sat at his desk watching the scene unravel with a hand covering his mouth to hide his smile and contain his small giggles. 

“Connor are you okay?” You asked as you moved around his desk and placed a hand on his shoulder the worry in your voice obvious.

// SOFTWARE INSTABILITY ^^^ //

“I’m fine Detective.” Connor assured you but of course you weren’t buying his bullshit.

You took your hand off of his shoulder and leaned back onto his desk crossing your arms at him giving him the look. The same one Hank knew too damn well after spending his nights drinking himself away and you would go over unannounced and ask if he was drunk and he would deny it. The look would sometimes scare the older man and the android also but it was so cute to see you do it. 

“Are you sure? You scared me there…” Your voice trailed off as you searched his face for any sign letting you know he was lying but the damn android had that cold hard stare down and you knew he wouldn’t crack.

“Yes (Y/N) I’m sure.” He said again making sure to use your first name knowing the probability of doing so would let you know he was sure but he could still feel the irregular beating within himself. You let out a sighed, “Dammit..Alright well I still need the file. Just take it easy Con.”

“I’ll be sure to send it over.” Connor told you and you smiled at him before saying goodbye and walked off.

// SOFTWARE INSTABILITY ^^^ //

“Smooth Connor.” Hank teased at him making the android raise a skeptical eyebrow. “I do not understand Lieutenant what was smooth?” He asked.

Hank rolled his eyes, “Nevermind.”

“What are you thinking of getting them?” Hank asked. 

“I’m not quite sure Lieutenant,” Connor replied his words coming out slower. “I know their favorite candy, favorite food, favorite books, favorite-“

“Connor. Have you decided on a gift?” Hank asked. Connor opened his mouth to say something but closed it instead and shook his head no at his friend. “Well (Y/N) will be happy with whatever you get..Plus maybe it’s time you make a move.” Hank suggested.

“Make a move?” Connor questioned.

Hank nodded, “Son look it’s very obvious you like them. You and (y/n) talk quite a bit you would know what they like and then you can make your move. Let them know you like them.”

“Lieutenant, I’m not quite sure if I do like them-“

Hank held up a hand to interrupt, “Connor you have to run a damn diagnostic check on yourself whenever they are around. You like them.”

Connor’s blue LED began to spin into yellow as he processed the information. He had noticed every time (Y/N) was around that his thirium pump would always seem to speed up and his stress levels would rise. He would run several tests on himself to make sure he didn’t have any malfunctions but everything was fine.

It wasn’t until Hank said something that made him realize it wasn’t a malfunction in him but his deviant self developing more feelings and even more so feelings for a human.

He always had liked being around (y/n). They never treated him different and always had been kind since he joined the Detroit police department. He could remember the first time he saw them and how he had rushed out of the precinct to go to cyberlice to run tests but they always told him his systems were fully operational.

“Lieutenant.” Connor said to Hank making him turn his attention back to the android. “I believe you are right.” He said.

***

“Happy birthday (Y/N). Here.” Hank handed you the birthday card and you thanked him. “Awwww! Dogs!” You gushed as you pointed out the puppies on the card with the birthday hats on. You saw Hank rolls his eyes at you but there was a ghost of a smile on his face as he watched you start to open the card up.

Happy Birthday (Y/N). Go out and have fun but not too much. Don’t really feel like going out and shooting anybody in the leg again kid. 

-Old man Hank.

You laughed at the small message remembering the time he did show up to be the savior he was and things had escalated quickly. “Thank you old man. Maybe we can go out for drinks later tonight? It’s been awhile and I have a free night for once.” You said sighing. You desperately needed a drink after the chaos and stress of the past two weeks from work.

“I would but uh I think you’ll have plans later.” Hank said shooting a wink your way but it almost looked like he was twitching.

“You having a stroke Hank?” You asked the playful tone in your voice obvious with the giant smirk on your lips. 

He frowned, “Yeah yeah just have fun with R2-D2.” 

“R2-D2?..” You mumbled to yourself and right on cue Connor approached your desk with a smile n his face.

“Hey Con!” You beamed up at him. “Hello Detective and happy birthday!” Connor smiled.

“Thanks!” You smiled before turning your attention back down to the card with the puppies and boy did your smile do things to that android. He looked over to Hank who was sitting at his desk already watching him and he raised his eyebrows at Connor and pointed to him and then to you as if saying Go get em’!

Connor could feel his stress levels begin to rise slowly and that android wanted to call out to rA9 and beg that the plan would work and that he wouldn’t self destruct from high stress. “Detec-(Y/N),” Him addressing you different made you look up to him as he continued.

“I wanted to give you your birthday gift.” Connor pulled open his coat reaching inside for the pocket to pull out a white envelope and he stuck his hand out handing it to you. You took it surprised that he even thought to get you anything, “What’s this?”

“Open it.” 

You stared at him for a second ready to ask again but your words got caught inside of your throat just staring at him so instead you shrugged your shoulder and began peeling open the sealed paper. Once it opened you reached inside pulling out a small ticket. It was a ticket to your favorite band. It had been hard to get tickets to see them since they had become more popular and you had remembered telling Connor about it one night when you two were left in the office with you finishing reports and he stayed behind to keep your company.

“Connor this...This is-“

“I remembered you speaking to me about it previously and I thought maybe we could go together?” Connor asked and for the first time you could tell he was nervous.

“L-Like as a date?” You asked as your cheeks began to feel warmer as the blood rushed to them making them go red.

Connor was a bit hesitant and scared if he agreed you would reject him but he nodded anyway taking a chance, “Yes (Y/N). As my date.” 

He watched your face and waited for you to tell him no and let him down but he was surprised when you nodded and your smile grew wider. “Of course I’ll go with you on a date. It’s about damn time you asked me Connor.” You said.

Connor smiled at your comment feeling relieved you had felt the same way he did.

Word Count: 694

Request: Hey! Could you make a request for what Connor would do if he began to notice how flustered the reader gets around him? Every time he brings up the fact of her blushing she denies it and says it’s simply something else, maybe? :)

Summary: Connor gains a bit of confidence when he learns you like him too.

There was no point in denying your feelings. Whenever he would walk in the same room your face grew hot and you became a fumbling mess. It was painfully obvious for anyone around you, hell, people have started placing bets on who will ask each other on a date first. You, or Connor. Most people’s bets lye with Connor, though Gavin seemed to have some faith in you, while Hank not so much.

Your behaviour hadn’t gone unnoticed by Connor either. At first, he thought he scared you, seeing as your heart rate would accelerate as soon as he entered the same space and you seemed to find any excuse to leave, but he soon learned that was not the case, thanks to Hanks wise words of course.

Word Count: 1285

Request: Hi!! I really loved your Gavin x reader fanfic ❤️ it was really cute! Could you write rk900 (or rk800 if you can’t do the 900 one) x reader in which the Android is jealous of reader and tries to gain her attention?? :) xx

Summary: Connor (RK800 or 900, you decide) Doesn’t like being jealous, but he doesn’t know how to deal with it either.

“Stop undressing her with your eyes and talk to her”. The coin in Connor’s hand fell from his hands, startled at Hanks words. 

“I can assure you that that is not what I am doing” 

This can be read as RK800 or RK900 :)

Emotions were still a very new concept to him, a concept so hard to understand it frustrated him. This emotion, in particular, frustrated him to no end. His chest tightening, heart rate increasing, he hated it. Loathed it. And so he sat there, eyes drilling into the back of (Y/n)’s skull as he watched her laugh at something Chris said. 

He didn’t know why he hated watching her smile with someone else. He had no right to loath her happiness yet he wanted nothing more than to rip her attention away from Chris and turn her attention to him. The LED on the side of his head flashed violently between yellow and red, eyes never leaving her. This didn’t go unnoticed by Hank who watched the scene playout before him with a sigh.

Word Count: 957

Request: Um, hello! I saw that requests were open and I thought of a weird idea. A reader insert where the reader is a forensic scientist but is also the daughter of Carl Manfred? Perhaps it should be more of a Connor x reader? Thank you!

Summary: You meet a cute android sent by Cyberlife while collecting samples at a crime scene.

 Yikes, it’s 4 am. Let’s see how much I remember from my forensic classes.

Your job has become more intense over the past few months. As cases with deviants have increased, murder rates have soared meaning your hours have increased with them. More money in your pocket, but less sleep.  

 A tired sigh escapes your lips as you examined the decaying body before you. 28 stab wounds. Whoever killed this man really had it for him. What really intrigued you however was the words written in blood above him.