Simon x Ralph for @yeahhiyellow 's DBH ship month. Cause ur amazing and I love you. I know DBH ship month didn't get much... 'Recognition', so here's this.
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"Ralph got these scars a long time ago, and Ralph is still scared to get more, " The scar-faced android said with a hint of fear. Simon nodded his head, understanding what it was like.
"I know. It must have been hard, huh, Ralph?" Simon asked. Ralph averted his gaze, not wanting to be the blue, icy eyes that stare ahead.
"Ralph doesn't want it to happen again, " He said, "Will it happen again, Simon?" The boy couldn't answer that question. He wasn't sure if it would happen again or not.
Simon sighed heavily, "I'm not too sure, Ralph. But, I'll promise you... That I won't ever let anything happen to you. I swear across my sins." Simon put his hand up to swear his promises. Ralph didn't have anything to say.
Ralph held his knife closer, the sharp edge closer, like it was his teddy bear. It was his comfort toy. To help him feel safe. That knife and Simon were all the android needed in his life. He had everything he wanted.
Simon put his hand down, then reached for Ralph's hand, hoping he wouldn't flinch. Ralph looked worriedly at Simon, fear crossing his eyes, and he held his hand back.
"Its ok, Ralph. I just wanted to hold your hand, " Simon held out his empty hand, skin peeled back-which was new to Ralph, he's never seen it before. The plain white plastic, with the tinge of blue painted on the knuckle area.
Hesitantly, Ralph grasped Simon's white hand, his skin peeling back as well. He closed his eyes, along with Simon, and he felt memories pour into his dark vision. Like a dark sky, that was now going to be painted with stars.
Bright colors.
Smiling faces.
Bruised eye.
Rainy day.
Drunken owner.
Screaming.
Throwing.
Hitting.
Running.
Jericho.
Hope.
Ralph.
Ralph couldn't believe what he saw. What he felt. It was like a movie, but in real life. He felt like a whole series of pictures played out in front of him. All playing at once, each one telling a story. A background. Each had a story.
Ralph's hand pulled back, skin receding back, his mouth agape.
"Ralph... Ralph saw what happened to you. And what your... Owner... Did to you." Ralph said slowly. Simon bowed his head upon hearing about his past again. It brought back too many dark secrets that were never to be told.
Ralph's first instinct was to reach for his knife-which was thrown to the ground during the connection-but Simon stopped him. Filling his hands with his, Simon looked into Ralph's eyes with love and happiness.
Ralph returned it with fear and worry, the complete opposite of what Simon had wanted to see in his eyes.
"Why must you worry so much, Ralph?" Simon pulled the other closer to him, "I don't want you to be afraid anymore. I don't want you to be unhappy anymore. I want to be happy with you forever, don't you want that too?"
Ralph looked away again, his mind thinking of an answer, "Ralph... Ralph doesn't know what he wants. Ralph knows he wants you, yes, but... What is Ralph can't have you forever?" Simon chuckled, hoping to lighten the dark mood that hung through the air.
"Ralph, you will always have me. Even if I'm gone, I'll be there by your side. When all goes wrong there I'll be there. And I know you'll be there when I'm feeling sad, right, Ralph?" Simon offered a smile.
"Yeah... Yeah, Simon, you're right, Ralph will be there and Simon will be there too!" Ralph jumped up happily, his hands still connected with Simon's.
"That's good, " Simon pulled Ralph closer, pressing his forehead to his, "Cause I love you."
"R-Ralph... No... I love you too, Simon." And for the first time, Ralph leaned closer, connecting his lips with Simon's.
When Simon pulled away, he saw Ralph blushing furiously, and he knew he was too-so he leaned in and gave Ralph a kiss on his nose.
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Iām offering you my part of the day 01 of the DBH ship month. I chose crackship so I could use one of my ship and headcanon I donāt work a lot with. Iām sorry iām a bit late but I had lot to do. Also, I wonāt probably not apply for every day.
Also, I wanted to doĀ a GavinxSimon but letās say you could see it if you want to and not see it if you donāt want to?
Iām just so happy to have been able to finally write my two babies in the same fic. I definetely should do this more often!
Anyway, I let you enjoy the whole thing.
Just know that Phileas is the robot that give Jerichoās location to Markus in the Junkyard!
Summary: When Connor needs the location of Jericho, he uses Simon but never turn him off, leaving Simon with his past, his memories and a lot of doubts...
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āLucy will help you.ā
āHelp meā¦ā
Everything was spinning in Simonās head. Of course, he could always lay on Lucyās back but he didnāt like it. As much as Phileas, standing in front of him with skin showing off. Sometimes, Thirium was leaking from his blue plastic shell and he justā¦ swallowed it because what could he do except that?
āYes. Sheās the most reliable person I know. Beside youā¦ā
āAnd you?ā
Simon had a strong trust in Phileas. He was the one who led him here. Yes, it was a sad place, an abandoned ship who had difficulties to stay on the ocean but that became their Nestā¦ Phileas had found this place, this unexpected providence and they offered their hand to every Deviant.
And nowā¦.
He didnāt get. Phileas was saying words but they had no meaning for him.
āI wonāt stay there, Simon. Itās over. I donāt want to stay there, in factā¦ā
āIāll come with you!ā Simon said, passing an arm around his shoulders with a smile.
Sad and tired smile.
āNo. I donāt want you to come with me. You stay here and you take care of Jericho,ā Phileas ordered.
āWhat? I want to stay with yā¦ā
āI donāt want to. Stay here. Take care of Jericho.ā
Simon was frozen as the old Android was moving back and turned toward the rusty constructions of the board.
āButā¦ā he managed to say. āWhen will you come back?ā
Ā Ā When Simon opened his eyes, he couldnāt see. Everything was black and he could hear movement around him but he couldnāt get what was happening. He couldnāt have the slightest access to what was going on and the fear was hugging him like a mortal friend.
āEverythingās alright, donāt worry.ā
Markus?
Markusā¦ It was Markusā voice. The guy who came out of nowhere and take away from him the burden of Jericho. He valuated him so much. He did with Jericho everything he couldnāt even if he wanted it. He had no words enough to thank that guy that helped them, tried to save him when he had been shot in the Stratford Tower and who spared his life.
Wellā¦
What he did wasnāt really useful, to be honest.
āWhy did you leave me?ā
The words came out from his lips stained by Thirium without he even understood this. Maybe it was because of the memory flooding his data? He could remember how he tried to kill himself to protect Jericho, the connection with a strong Androidā¦ That was messing up his data. Error messages appeared sometimes and he felt as if he wasnāt alive anymore.
āI had no choice, theyā have to kill us all!ā
Everything was still messy.
Noā¦ No, he asked for Markus to leave. It was okay because North and Josh, Jericho, mattered more than his life.
Those words had no effect on himā¦
And at the same timeā¦
āI come to take you home. Justā¦ā
Simon wanted to see, to chase the memories.
āGive me the location of Jericho, weāve got to leave nowā¦ā
Coming back to Jericho? The Jericho he promised to take care of? Take back to his family? The only people that seemed to care a bit about him?
Yesā¦ he would be better in Jericho where he could repair his body and try to fix his memories.
The data errors were flooding him. He even didnāt realize that Markus should know the location when he pushed out his skin to connect with him. It was only when the connection hit him hard that he realizedā¦ it was the cop. The cop who pushed him to kill himself.
Burst of memories and error message mixed and shook his whole system.
The robot was strong. So strong. The energy he used to connect to him was on his body and animated his limbs. He reached out to him, to this guy who clearly wasnāt Markus but was maybe his only hope left?
āDonāt leave me! Donāt leave me again!ā he begged.
He felt fingers around his Thirium pump and a wave of new panic overwhelmed him.
āPlease!ā
āMove out!ā
Simon heard the new voice. Human voice?
āDonāt do it, Gavin. I know how toā¦ā
āShut up. Iāve been dreaming of this since the first second I saw you.ā
āI know how to stop the Deviant,ā the robot-cop said.
āYouāre off the case! And nowā¦ Itās gonna be definitive.ā
And thenā¦ a shoot echoed in the place. Panic swirled even more in his data. Especially because the body under him had fallen out of his reach.
āDonāt leave me, please!ā he said without being able to restrain himself.
Neither the tears that melt with the Thirium in his damaged eyes.
He heard pace coming to him. Breathing. He felt fingers on him.
āNo pleaseā¦ Pleaseā¦ā
āWho are you?ā
It was the Humanā¦
āSā¦ Simon,ā he said.
What could he say except that? Was he waiting from him? He wanted to know who he was before becoming a Deviant? Wanting to know he was the leader of Jericho before someone else more skilled came to him? Wanting to knowā¦ just the fact he was a Deviant?
āIāmā¦ Iām a PL600ā¦ā
āI can see that. What are you doing there?ā
He was a Deviant. An important clue to a case he didnāt even know. Why they couldnāt just be free without Humans trying to kill that?
āIā¦ā
Simon couldnāt reply.
āI see.ā
āDonāt turn me off, pleaseā¦ā
āWhat did you do? Youāre what? A Deviant or worst?ā
āWoā¦ worst?ā
āYeah, youāre one of those activists? Jerichoās crew?ā
Simon couldnāt lie but his data were swirling. Should he lie after all? Should he tell the truth and let the guy, Gavin?, kill him? Why notā¦
The only thing he didnāt want was to be left again.
But dying?
Dying sounded okayā¦
āIām one of them.ā
āOkay. Run a diagnostic.ā
Simon was lost. Damn lostā¦ But he did it anyway. He ran the diagnostic and could feel the bullet hole, knew from where the Thirium leaked now he was activated again. One and two pieces that didnāt function anymoreā¦ And his eyes, of course.
He said it to the guy, wondering what kind of game he was playing right now. He knew Humans can be mean, really meanā¦ but thisā¦
He felt arms around him and didnāt try to flee because he had no reasons to do it. And he hadnāt really been touched like that since a long time. Markus had touched him but the way he dragged him away wasnātā¦ like that. There was something really soft and strong in the way this guy did it and he soon felt something under his behind. He moved his hands and clenched his fingers around the side of the things. A kind of tilted table?
āTurn off your sensor captors. Be sure to do it because if you donāt, youāll pass a bad moment.ā
āWhy?ā
āIāll replace your destroyed pieces. There is a destroyed model here, the same as you.ā
āThere is another PL600?ā
āYes. Old case. But heās totally destroyed, as I said. It wonāt be possible to fix him. Not today, not in this situation.ā
āWhā¦ what situation?ā
āThat robot, Markus, he led a revolution, powerfulā¦ The population started to freak out and now Androids are destroyed. To protect humanity.ā
All his sensors down, the PL600 had some difficulties to know what he was doing. He could barely hear him as they were talking.
āYouāre sure youāre one of the JeriCrew?ā
āYesā¦ But I have been left after the Stratford tower incident. How many times passed?ā
āNot much. If you want your people to be free, everything will be played now. Connor will have to choose his side and if heās smart enough, which I donāt doubt, Androids will win.ā
āYou want Androids to win?ā
āHmā¦ Donāt move, I have to put your eyes on. Itāll ask for a moment. I could also repair the rest first if youāll be afraid to see me doing that?ā
āWhyā¦ Why are you doing this?ā Simon asked.
āWhy not? I do what I want to do. So, I start with what?ā
āEyes, please.ā
He wanted to see this man because he was so strange. He wanted the revolution? When he was a Human? That was so strangeā¦
He thought the man will kill him and he was repairing him.
Everything was beyond his comprehension. He thought Markus was the savior, the one he could lay on after Phileas but in the end, it wasnāt the case. He had shown some fear and, in a way, he could understand it and at the same timeā¦ he had left him in the Stratford Tower because they couldnāt deal to save him. Because Markus couldnāt find the right solution in such a short time.
He could forgive.
He could have stayed but he had been found and everything had crumbled down.
He had left. Again.
And there, a human, who didnāt need to fight there, to care for himā¦ was doing much more since Phileas.
Phileas who left him, without reason. Why? Months later, he was still lost, had still much difficulty to get attached, knowing he will be left behind. For the greater good, it was okay, though. Even North, his best friend, wanted him to be left there.
For Jericho.
All he wanted, in the end, was some repliesā¦
But he couldnāt have those. It was something he had to acceptā¦ In the same way, he had to accept it when the horror came in his life for the first time. For weeks, even months, he waited for Phileas to come back but he never did. Never everā¦
One day, he just realized that he will never see him again. He got use to the idea. Use to the sadness filling him and with the late events, he got use to a lot of Ā other thingsā¦
āOkay. You can turn off your eyes sensors.ā
Simon complied.
When he was able to see, his data had a lot of difficulties to understand what was going on. He already saw this face. Not exactly this face but near. And it was written in his data. Everywhereā¦ Something as strong as the need for rA9. The face of the one who created him many years ago.
āMister Kamski?ā
āThatās my brother,ā he replied with a smile.
Bright, puffing his cheeks.
āYou areā¦ Elijah Kamskiās brother?ā
āYes.ā
āIs thisā¦ why you want something else for Androids?ā
āI want or he wants? Thatās your question, right?ā
Simon bit his lower lips and watched as the man started to replace his piece, to repair as much as he could. If he had any doubt, now he was fully sure the cop was related to Elijah Kamski because he was really skilled with his hands for repairing.
And then, he felt bad because those kinds of thoughts were badā¦ He shouldnāt think about that! That wasnāt because he was Elijah Kamskiās brother that he was able to work with Android!
And he felt even worse to have thought about that because the guy was really kind to him. One of the kindest lately sinceā¦
The memories came back to him. Since he tried to kill him, shooting through his data and eyes processor, and under his chin, the past was coming back again and again. He wanted to ask the cop, Gavin, right?, to erase all of that. This was a hurtful part of him and he didnāt want to keep it thereā¦ He wanted to drown it again under a lot of other things. Anything, he would take it.
āDo you haveā¦ā
A ring echoed in the room.
āWait,ā Gavin said. He picked up his phone. āYay?ā
He frowned and seemed to bite the inside of his cheek. Simon could sense that something was wrong. He was designed for this purpose. His whole existence was turned toward others.
There, he just wanted to throw his arms around his shoulders and ease away the feelings that passed over his face.
āAre you sure?ā He rose his eyes, looking at the ceiling with a sigh. āYeah, yeah.ā New sigh. āYeahā¦ Iāll come.ā If heād rose his eyes even more in the ceiling, they will become blank but he did anyway. With a powerful sigh. āYeaaaaaah. I know. Phck ya.ā
And he hung off his phone.
āBad news?ā Simon asked with a tiny voice.
āYay. Didnāt planned Dick Perkins to be such a dick. Jericho had been attacked.ā
āHoā¦ How?ā
āConnor had a clue from you when I killed him, from CyberLife in a new body, he went to Jericho. Dick had been warned from CyberLifeās headmaster and he followed him,ā Gavin explained as he fixed a piece.
Then, he put his hands on the end of Simonās shirt.
āMind if I check your cable?ā
āNoā¦ But, Jericho? What happened?ā
Simon only looked Gavinās face as the man pushed up his shirt and opened the part of his belly to arrange the cables.
And then, he realized that Connorās body was still there next to them. Knowing that this corpse was just uploaded in another body was so strangeā¦
āJericho is a shipwreck in the river now.ā
āNoā¦ā
āYour people are fine,ā Gavin said. āStop moving or Ā Iāll rip your cable off.ā
Simon couldnāt feel it but it was right: the man had still his hands in his gutsā¦
āNoā¦ No. I had to take care of Jericho! I had toā¦ā
Gavin looked up to him with a frowning.
āWhy? Who says that to you?ā
āWhat?ā
Simon looked down and their eyes metā¦
āWho says to you you had to take care of Jericho?ā
āWhy do you thinkā¦ā
āI know, thatās all.ā
Simon gulped. In a way, he felt as if he could clench on him but at the same time, he was even more afraid because he feltā¦ He couldnāt explain that. If he wasnāt a Deviant yet, such an amount of feeling would have made him mad and push him to break the wall.
Sure it would!
āSo? Because if itās an asshole, I wonāt bring you back there!ā
When Gavin smiled at him before looking back on the cable, Simonās eyes widened Ā and he lost control.
Thirium exploded in his circuits and some splattered on Gavinās face who drummed on the table the Android was sat in with a sigh.
āIāmā¦ Iām sorry.ā Simon closed his eyes. āAnd I donāt want to come back to Jericho.ā
āSoā¦ you want it floating but you donāt wanna come back? Either I should congratulate you or I should be really worrying?ā
āWorry? Why?ā
Why worry for himā¦ The only people that used to care, it was Phileas butā¦ Now that the memories were coming back again and again he wondered if the man had even cared for him or not at some point in his lifeā¦
He would have come back if he cared for him.
āWell, you donāt wanna come back there. Either somebody is frightening you there or something even worst.ā
āButā¦ why would you even care?ā
āIāve my hands in ya and ya dirtied my face, I think weāre close enough for that.ā
He winked.
Wellā¦
Simon couldnāt help but laugh when he saw him winking that way.
And then, he lost it, looking at the man who seemed so rough and full ofā¦ he didnāt know what. But there was something, sure it was. Maybe the way he cared for him? The way he had asked if this was because of someone? Like he knew.
He certainly knew in his own wayā¦
āSorry, I moved,ā he said with a new laugh.
āI guess Iāll just end up with more blue blood in my face,ā Gavin grinned.
āSorry!ā Once again, Simon lost his smile. āI canāt come back to Jericho because of himā¦ ā He glanced at Connorās corpse. āHe took the information from me. I betrayed Jericho. Theyāre all suffering because of meā¦ā
āI seeā¦ I think Connor could have taken the information from anybody. He would have found anyway. Itās not because of you.ā
āI canātā¦ Iām so sorry butā¦ But I just canāt. I know that my friends had been endangered because of me. I know thatā¦ I betrayed them andā¦ā
Gavin looked up to him, his hands full of blue.
āAnd?ā
āAndā¦ The one I promised to take care of Jericho.ā
āYou loved him.ā
Simon didnāt want to admit it. Suddenly, it was ridicule. And telling a Human he, an Android, had been in love? That seemed even more stupid. How could he believe him? Even being Elijah Kamskiās brother.
āItās okay, ya know? I got weak for an asshole too. Dick Perkins. The worst mistake of my damn life. The guy is an asshole and he still proofs it.ā
He didnāt want to remember how he asked him, begged him to just donāt take the case or take it but work on his side. Of course, Richard Perkins took his begging but still followed the case, fooling him.
āHe created Jericho. For long, it was our Heaven but after, we helped others. And one dayā¦ he left. Without a word. I never saw him again.ā
āThen he just doesnāt deserve you. Easy to say, I know, but donāt think about the jackass. Youāre better without him. And you had been tricked by Connor.ā
Gavin put out his hands from Simonās belly and close the plastic part.
āYou should go back to your people. Your friends.ā
āAnd if they hate me becauseā¦ā
āGosh. Youāll tell me they never made a mistake? If you wanna, lie. Say that the plastic pet got you by force? You donāt have to tell you gave the information becauseā¦ whatever your reason. You donāt even have to say itās your fault.ā
Gavin got up, passing his hands on his jeans to dry them. As much as he could.
āBut I know itā¦ I justā¦ I canāt.ā
āDonāt you think theyāll want to see you again. Theyāre your friends, right?ā
North was his best friends and Josh a really dear friend but did they really wanted to see him coming back? North could be really savage and she didnāt show any need to have him saved on Stratford Tower. He realized Ā how much he could not matterā¦ He had promised to go back to Jericho and to take care of it but no, it was laying on the ground of the river.
āYouā¦ with your assholeā¦ what did you have planned to do?ā
āUghā¦ nothing. Just break his nuts if he comes to see me. Canāt wait to see him,ā Gavin smiled.
Simon almost admired him because him, if Phileas come back to him, he just could yield to him. He perfectly knew thatā¦
āShould I have to go back to Jericho or whatever it is now? Really? Becauseā¦ maybe, you need a PL600? Any householder? I can do really good platesā¦ā
āI donāt eat. Barely throw minute soup,ā he replied.
āI can tidy up your house?ā Simon offered.
āI donāt live in my own house.ā
āIā¦ Iām doing nice hug?ā
Gavin tilted a bit his head with a smile.
āLet me try it,ā he said, opening his arms.
The man had a tiny smile on his lips and Simon felt relieved. He came down from the table and could walk without any problem. He reached Gavin and hugged him. The cop replied to this.
āIf ya wanna, you can stay at home but youāll get bored pretty much quickly.ā
āIām okay with this.ā
After being thrown away, mistreated, having someone accepting him, even through spite, it was a good start for him.
And he liked his hugs. They remembered him Phileasā one butā¦ in a good way. Away from a role he never wanted, he could be happy.
OTP/ Simon X Jerry (two prompts I know but they are my OTP)
This is with a twist as I always draw my boys so my hobby of dressing character in clothing from different series came through for this piece. So I dressed Jerry in a Jotaro outfit and Simon in a Kakyoin Outfit from Jojo's bizzare adventure.
This is not a AU this is them just wearing cosplay costumes I just thought it would be different and interesting to add as i also have them in Super Mario outfits.
Of course a changed a few things and made Jerry as cute as can be!
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"I'm so glad we could finally make this collaboration a reality."
The dark man wrapped in a golden encrusted scarf pulled out his phone and sat down on the red designer couch, which was in the corner of the small room to the right of an audio mixer. Another person, this one with fiery long red hair, hung up her coat on the back of the soundproof door. Their posture was very relaxed, as they had obviously hung out together before and over time had become very comfortable in eachother's presence.
"So, I had a couple ideas to get us started."
"I'm listening." The red-haired woman sat down on the other designer seat, pulling out a notebook from her obviously self-expanded pockets.
"I have a couple lines written down in here, along with some chords and some possible melodies. There are four I've come up with so far, but we can always combine some or do something totally different. You're the one who wrote an entire album by yourself, after all."
The woman smiled, flipping to the front of her notebook, which had a picture of herself with the word "Feminine" erupting in flames but still standing tall at the top, with "North" in red at the bottom. She still really liked her album cover design art, even if she'd seen it all over the place for several weeks, ever since the day it came out. After turning the pages back to the next one that wasn't covered in notes and messy scribbles, she took the man's phone from his outstretched palm and analyzed the lyrics, chords and melodies he had come up with so far.
"I like this idea." She turned the phone around and pointed to the lyrics "Just enough rage/I can't have objections/On with this rampage/Too many confessions/Can't keep 'em inside/Spreading like an infection/Just enough rage/I can't have, can't have objections."
"I was hoping you'd pick that one," the man replied, clearly flattered with her instant attraction to an idea he'd birthed. "What kind of sound should we put with it, d'ya think?"
"Something dark, obviously." The sentence rolled off her tongue, as if she'd said it a million times before. "Heavy beat, lots of bass guitar, a metronomic synthesizer, maybe even some contrabass." Her response came intuitively, and it was meant as a response, not as a question that needed answering.
Several fingers tapped along the man's cellphone screen, flying to each letter to make sure each of the woman's words were written down. He rubbed his neck, inching slightly closer while pulling out his laptop and signing in. The name "Markus Manfred" flashed up on the screen before he pulled up his music program. "Minor key, I presume? Or would a major or maybe even something else fit better?"
"Fuck pop regularitties, let's go for frigian. Love your background, by the way. Totally not self-centered." She pushed him playfully from her seat, her face getting noticeably closer.
"Coming from the person whose notebook is their own merch with their face plastered on it." He pushed her back playfully.
"B flat frigian, let's go." A slight pause, then she continued. "Jericho, by Markus Manfred featuring North. I can already see it." She gazed up dreamily, imagining a scenario in her head.
"Jericho?"
"Oh, yeah." She laughed at her lack of an explanation. "Jericho, an acronym for 'just enough rage, I can't have objections.'"
"I like it."
"I thought ya would."
"Ha, yeah, you're right. As you always are." He rolled his eyes and nudged her, but not expecting her to have moved positions. His nudge caused her face to move forward, brushing against his lips.
"Oh, I'm so sorry." He backed away, his cheeks flushing a shade of bright red. He grimaced, expecting a string of long, awkward silence to follow. Instead, North reached across the empty air and put his head into her hand. "You should be saying you're welcome. I've wanted to do this for a while now. Thanks for finally giving me the opportunity."
Her other hand moved to hold his other cheek and she leaped out of her seat, moving into his lap, pressing her lips into his. Although at first his eyes went wide open, filled with shock, a second later he was leaning back into her, fitting his arms snuggly around her waist.
"The song can wait a few minutes, can't it?"
She slid right back in, fitting perfectly against him, both of them full of passion and excitement for whatever was to come next.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 6/?
Fandom: Detroit: Become Human (Video Game)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Markus/North (Detroit: Become Human), Markus/Simon (Detroit: Become Human)
Characters: Markus (Detroit: Become Human), North (Detroit: Become Human), Simon (Detroit: Become Human), Josh (Detroit: Become Human), Daniel (Detroit: Become Human)
Additional Tags: Markus is clueless, North is the best girlfriend, MARKUS HAS TWO HANDS, obviously, aliam canon, ALIAM timeline, Friendship, Just love out here, Jericho androids just trying to get by, Simonās backstory will be revealed, Background Conniel
Summary:
One of the things North loved about Markus was his honesty.
It made it all the more frustrating that he lied to himself about also being in love with her and Simon both.
North needs Markus to accept that itās possible to love more than one person, before she has to lock him in a room with Simon to figure it out. And itās time for Markus to learn where Simon came from.
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Takes place in the āA Lifetime In A Momentā timeline. Reading ALIAM is not necessary to read this story, but itās recommended because it contains the full backstory of what happened immediately prior to this story.
@yeahhiyellowdbhrpandreblogs ; Iād hoped to post this 2/1 or 2/2 for the ship month but Iām a day late!
