#northxmarkus

Request: If you’re still doing DBH, could you do one where the Jericho group, Kara group, and Connor + Hank react to a female cyborg reader using Gen Z humor? And since she’s Gen Z, she’ll be in her early to late teens? And like, Luther is her adopted older brother?

A/N: ngl, I had a tough time figuring out what to do with this, but I just did headcanons bc I have a lot on my plate rn. Also, this is kind of a general blanketed thing, if you want to submit a request that has less characters then I’ll write out an imagine askjflkdsjf....But anyways, here you go!

Requests are open but slow!!!

Masterlist here

Connor:

“Road work ahead? Uh yeah, sure hope it does” you say one day as you coast down the highway

“Why would the road not work?” Connor asks

“It’s a pun... wait a minute, do you have no idea what Vine is? Do you even know what I’m referencing?”

“If I remember correctly, vine is a company that specializes in gardening, right?”

you look over him and he’s grinning

he understands, but would rather tease you.

Hank:

Every time you go to the Chicken Stand with Hank and Connor, you go:

“lOoK At aLl tHEsE cHiCKeNs”

Hank half heartedly tries to punch you

The vendor generally laughs and will sometimes give you a discount

even though you say it literally every time

Markus & North

You literally start a jericho meeting with a bunch of new members by saying:

“Welcome to bible study, we’re all children of RA9. KuMBAYAAAAAA mY lORD”

while bowing down to Markus

Both of them try very hard not to react

one new person raises their hand

“Uh is this jericho?”

Josh

you’re doing combat training with Josh

it’s supposed to be a simulation

but when you get “surrounded” by the simulation’s enemy

You pose and start screaming

“don’t fUck with mE, I have the power of GOD and ANIME on my side, AAAAAAAAAA”

Josh is laughing so hard

not because of the ref but because this is your first reaction to facing opponents in a battle or a peaceful turned violent protest

“ok we need to work on your response to being surrounded”

Kara, Alice and Luther

You stub your toe on the corner of something

but everyone including alice is in the room and even tho she’s an android she’s still precious and doesn’t deserve to hear cuss words

so instead you go “mother trucker that hurt like a butt cheek on a stick”

Kara won’t stop grinning

Luther’s mouth has dropped open and he’s not sure if he can close it anymore

Set: Post deviancy

Word count: ~ 1,600

Summary: Connor stops by fem!reader’s dance studio, and learns how to dance.

A/N: I can’t do angst so if you came here looking for that I guarantee you’re in the wrong place.

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Music blasted through out your small studio, echoing off the wood paneled floors. You had a break in between teaching classes, and now you were alone, listening as the bass pumped.

The music was always unfamiliar to most, considering that you used songs from the turn of the century. It was more of your language, anyways. Still had comprehensible lyrics and feeling before electronica took over. Not that you had anything against electronica, but you preferred things with more feeling.

Feeling. Something your boyfriend still struggled to understand. None of the research databases could accurately describe the concept of truly being alive.

You’d met Connor and the rest of the Jericho crew at a protest months ago. While you yourself were human, you still came out to show support. The ex-deviant hunter seemed hopelessly smitten when you came up after the crowd dispersed. It took North tracking you down to set up a coffee date. It took all but ten minutes to find yourself falling for him. There was just something there that you couldn’t shake.

North was a frequent student when she and Markus weren’t pushing new laws. You’d originally introduced it to her when Connor mentioned the woman resorted to violence often more than not. The android was graceful and had perfect control of her body, a talent you often envied. She struggled with confidence, preferring to stay in the back of the class because of her history. It took months for you to convince her to move to the middle row. At this rate, she’d be the top student by the end of the year.

Sometimes Markus stopped by during or at the end of practice. Despite going out for months, they still acted in puppy love, exchanging shy smiles and pecks.

Connor, on the other hand, rarely stopped by. He ran around with Hank still, preferring to be a detective than a lawyer. He still did deviant cases, but North and Markus had talked the department into finding ways to de-escalate things during interrogations. Because of this, more androids survived the process.

You let the music flow. Where Connor was tense, you were flexible, always accommodating to those around you. Now that more deviants were revealing themselves, you’d opened the studio up to them. They all told you they felt a sense of relief when in class, and that overjoyed you. You knew their names, what they liked, where they came from. They seemed to be quite open after their first few lessons.

This month, you were going back twenty years, back to Justin Timberlake’s smooth voice. You kept Mirrors on repeat, improvising with every time.

You had about an hour. If you wanted to, you could take a break, or get something to eat, but you didn’t. The studio was your place, a space to think about when the world had gotten too complicated. You planned on teaching the routine in the next week, but it seemed as if it wouldn’t be ready in time.

The bell on the door rang out, but you ignored the interruption. ‘5, 6, 7, 8’. You counted in your head. You kept your movements robotic in the beginning, but they started to flow less rigidly, ebbing and flowing according to the music.

You tilted your head for a moment, listening to the lyrics. “And now I say goodbye to the old me, it’s already gone… And I can’t wait wait wait wait wait to get you home, just to let you know you are…” His voice switched to falsetto, and you found yourself closing your eyes, moving again.

The song ended two minutes later, and you snapped back to reality when it didn’t repeat. You turned to find Connor, his hand wrapped around the audio remote. He smirked a little, savoring the moment.

“You know, I think that’s the first time I’ve seen you dance.” His voice was low, enough to give you shivers up your spine. “Why?”


“Because you’ve never asked.” You walked toward him, stopping just centimeters away. “Now tell me, what brings you here?” You tilted your head to get a better view on him. You were sure you were sweaty and probably looked like a complete mess. Like always, Connor looked perfect, his synthetic skin practically invincible.

“Is it a crime to visit my partner?” He asked, and though his tone was innocent, you knew otherwise. He was smarter than he seemed around Hank, who was constantly making puns. You tugged on his tie. He still wore the uniform he came in, pulling it off the way he always had.

“You tell me, Detective.” You gave him a playful smile, swiping the remote from his hand before stepping away to grab a drink of water from the bottle in your little desk area.

“Captain Fowler let me off early. Well, North and Markus dragged me from the station and told me to come on your break.” You shook your head, a soft chuckle escaping your lips as you did so. Those two never ceased to impress you. “Once I got here, they suddenly remembered they had a meeting and left.” You let out a laugh this time, Connor’s confusion laced in his voice.

“Love, I think they were trying to set us up.” You smiled, going back to kiss his nose before going to change the song. “Hey, Con, you know how to dance?”

“Dancing is not in my programming, (Y/N).” He loved using that excuse. Kissing wasn’t in his program either, and yet he still loved giving you ones.

“And that’s why I’m going to teach you.” You said, plugging in the song and taking his hand. Gently, you guided him to the middle. You picked up his left hand and lifted it up, intertwining your fingers with his. His other hand settled on your waist.

“Okay, when I step forward with my right foot, you step back with your left. When I step back with my left, you step forward with your right.” You smiled up at him. “It’s okay if you stumble, or if you happen to step on my feet.”

Slowly, you guided him through the steps. “Step, together, back, together.”

The first time he tried it, he ended up stepping on your foot, his cheeks tinted blue. You smiled, but didn’t say anything. “Try again.” You encouraged. As you walked through again, he stumbled a little less.

After a couple of successful attempts, you moved your hand to lift up his chin. He’d been looking down at his feet since you started. His cheeks weren’t blue anymore.

“Music on.” You called out, and the song you chose started to play.

When the song ended, the two of you stared at each other, perfectly still.

“Picked that up quickly, did we?” You tilted your head with a grin. You leaned up to kiss the tip of his nose before gently removing yourself from his arms.

You had to remind yourself that the next class was starting in ten minutes, and students were bound to walk in any second. You walked over to the desk, unplugging your tablet so you could take attendance. With barely any noise, Connor crept up behind you, pulling you towards him and leaving a trail of soft kisses up your neck.

“Someone’s needy today.” You joked, moving to turn around and give him a proper kiss.

“Pardon my behavior, I couldn’t help myself.”

There were screams and laughs coming from outside, and you had to pull away before your next class walked in. Sure enough, a horde of adolescents banged the door open seconds after you had ended the kiss.

“Miss (Y/N)!” One of your favorites, Ella, skipped up to you and Connor with a wide grin. “I got the last routine done!”

You bent down to meet her eyes. “That’s wonderful, Ella!” You gave her a high five before her eyes shifted to Connor.

She stepped closer to your bent figure, whispering into your ear. “Miss (Y/N), who is he?”

Your eyes sparkled when you laughed, standing up straight. “Ella, this is Connor. He might be watching us today. Is that okay?”

She nodded shyly, running off to the others.

You turned to Connor. “You staying?”

“If you would like me to.” Like Ella, you nodded before going to the front of the room, checking off attendance.

Connor took a seat on the side line of chairs.

“Hi everybody!” You greeted. “As you can see, this is Connor, he’s going to be watching today.” You glanced over at Connor, who had that soft smile on his face that made butterflies flutter in your stomach. “Okay, let’s start with the warmup!”

An hour later, music was blasting as you led the class into the routine. You were still standing in the front, but you were facing the class as they moved. “5, 6, 7, 8!” You yelled, and right on time, they moved in sync.

“Music off.” You called out to the speakers. “Okay everyone, next time we’ll start on a new routine. Have a nice night, get home safe!”

Around Connor, a small group of parents had sat down, waiting to pick up their kids.

Once everyone had gone, you grabbed your things, Connor waiting for you by the door. As the two of you walked out, you said lowly, “I love you.”

“Connected to you, I feel whole.”

Actually liking North & liking NorthxMarkus.

The amount of people that think that hating North & hating NorthxMarkus or finding it rushed is an 'unpopular' opinion is grotesquely huge. Like, monumentally huge.

You can just look at Tumblr for awhile and find that opinion EVERYWHERE.

I love North, & I love NorthxMarkus (and MarkusxSimon, but you know), & even I FIND THE ROMANCE RUSHED IN THE GAME

Seriously, it is not an unpopular opinion. It is probably the most popular opinion in the community. It is absurdly common & popular.