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A/N: I am thinking about making this one a series as well. I donât know it depends on what you guys think. I love hearing from you guys, It makes my day! Thanks lovelies.
Not many down at the DPD were fond of you. Not many knew you, really. You worked quietly, by yourself. It was easy to just focus on the job at hand when it was just you. Yes it was dangerous. Most cases involving Red Ice were. It was nice though, you thought, working by yourself. You really only talked to Hank, and then to Connor when he arrived. Hank would worry about you, you knew that. Keeping your emotions locked tight with in you would worry anyone. Maybe that is why you didnât speak much to other people. You felt they wouldnât understand.They saw you as cold  and unfeeling. Which you werenât.
This of course dragged you into the attention of Gavin Reed. If he wasnât pestering Connor, he was pestering you. You earned the nickname âAndroid Princessâ because of your actions and lack of emotions. It started with Reed, but youâve heard others whisper the name in passing. It hurt. Itâs not like you didnât have feelings and emotions. Itâs just that you felt out of control when you let your emotions show. It was crazy, but you felt the only way to feel control was to lock it all inside. Hide this thorn in your side, never let it show. Never let yourself crack.
You were human though and would crack every so often. In moments like these youâd be drunk and talking to Hank. And he would just take it, rubbing your back comfortingly. You liked that friendship. You came around less however when Connor was introduced to Hank as his partner. It felt⌠weird to interrupt their work and you felt like Connor wouldnât understand, even after his deviancy.
Today was just a normal day. Another day of avoiding the break room and burying yourself in your work. That is until you were called into Fowlerâs office. Looking up from your reports, your stomach twisted. You hated being called out like some teenager whose done something bad and is requested to go to the principalâs office. You pushed your self away from your desk and began to walk towards Fowlerâs station. Nerves were attacking you, biting at your stomach, making your heart heavier. Running your thumb across your fingertips as you went, a nervous tick you picked up.
Entering the office, you were surprised to find some one else inhere with the captain. At first it appeared to be Connor, taking a second look you realized that this person was different, not Connor at all. Your eyebrows furrowed as you looked between the two men. the captain looked up âY/n. Come in. I have something I want to discuss with youâ composing yourself you moved to the front of his desk, ignoring the eyes you felt boring into your head from the other man. âHave I done something wrong sir?â A shake of the head, Fowler raised his hand off his desk dismissively. âNot at all. This is the newest RK unit. An upgrade from Connor.â Holding back a flinch you spoke âWeâre not replacing him are we? We canât-â you were cut off âNo thatâs not what is happening.â
You relaxed slightly, running your thumb over your fingers in a continuous motion. The captain continued âI have noticed recently that you have been taking on more and more work. While you are good at your job, I donât want you to get hurt or to overwork yourself. Thatâs where Rk900 comes inâ A nod to the android now standing beside you, you glanced up at the emotionless face then back to your captain. âHeâs your new partner.â The statement hung in the air as you processed what was going on âHis job is to be by your side, follow your orders always, protect you-â âsirâ you tried to interject but Fowler kept on âHis mission is your mission. I imagine youâll be able to get more work done now.â Irritation laced his voice.Â
You couldnât believe this. You worked fine just by yourself. blinking several times you finally spoke âSir, if I have done anything unsatisfactory in my job let me fix it. I donât need a babysitter.â You could feel yourself starting to crack. A harsh chuckle was his reply âY/n this isnât a punishment. if anything this is a .. a reward or what have you. I am not changing my mind. This is your new partner and thatâs finalâ. Hopelessness seemed to grasp onto your shoulders as you straightened your posture. âU-Understood⌠sirâ A curt nod, you turned and left the office, trying to gain composure as you left, feeling a presence behind you.
You hated that walk back to your desk, eyes followed you from all around. Making you feel small. Sighing, you sat down trying to work. Not a word was spoken between the two of you. He was close, hovering. Practically engulfing you in his presence. You couldnât focus, so you pushed away from your desk slightly and looked at him. He was so intimidating. Like a lion, gazing at itâs prey. Thatâs what you felt like. A mouse, squirming in his gaze. Clearing your throat of any emotion, you spoke â Do you have a name?â Only a calculated shake of the head was his response. He was so stoic. âOh⌠well, Iâm going to call you Nines cause Rk900 is a bit of a mouthfulâ he looked ahead, his voice was low and crisp, yet soft âRegistering name as Ninesâ Jesus Christ you couldnât help but flinch slightly. Was that a tone of distaste?
Pushing it aside, you continued to look at him, until his steely eyes snapped to yours. âYou know you donât have to stand so close. Itâs a little distracting actuallyâ He took one step back âThatâs not what I- forget itâ You turned back to your desk, a storm of frustration, anger, and weariness swirled inside. You wanted to get away from here, hoping the day would soon end. Itâs not that you werenât thankful, itâs just that it was strange. It felt wrong especially after the revolution. Connor came back to the department on his own accord, but you were sure Nines didnât have free will and that bothered you. Androids had rights, and you didnât like the fact that this one had to obey what you said.
You were pulled from your thoughts by an unwelcome presence. Gavin walked up to your desk with a sneer âOh great. Another plastic prick. What Android princess? Did you get so lonely that you had the boss make you a tin can boyfriend?â Your face was as blank as Ninesâ but Reedâs actions only added to the storm that raged within you. âNo. Of course not Gavin that would be impractical and a waste of everyoneâs time. This is my new partner, Nines. He is hear so that I can take on more work and do it effectively so. Unlike the work you have shown.â More cracks were showing. Gavin was spluttering in anger, waving a threatening finger in your unflinching face. However, it was stilled by a strong hand. An impassive face stared down at Gavin â If you have intent to harm Detective Y/n I will stop you.â Your mouth was slightly open, Reed paled slightly but kept his facade. Seeing that Nines was not going to let go, you feared that he would snap Reedâs wrist. You reached out, placing a hand gently on his arm
âitâs ok. You can let him goâ it was like an electrical shock when you touched him. You accredited it to static electricity. He let go after another long moment, leaving Gavin to huff and walk off. Stealing another glance at Nines you found he was already staring back. Letting a sigh pass your lips you continued on your work, trying your best to ignore the glares and glances you were getting.
Soon you were able to leave the station, gathering your items you stood from your desk, turning to give an awkward goodbye âEr.. see you tomorrow I supposeâ You gave a nod but stopped before you turned to leave. His voice piercing straight through you âI have orders to protect you. It is my mission to make sure you are always safeâ breath escaped you, like you were hit to the gut. âSo youâre coming home with meâ it wasnât a question, but Nines nodded anyways. He was so mechanical and dangerous you felt. Turning, you jerked your head for him to follow you and the two of you walked out of the station. How were you going to survive this?
Made my day.
thigh kisses are
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Small doodle on a plane : >. Plot of âdouble troubleâ (hope post is OK. First time posting from a phone)
Heckin talented woofer
in case youâre scared of slenderman for any reason just imagine fell pap fucking the shit out of him and fighting his tentacles with his own tentacles
Welp, welp, here he is. So headcanon on this boy, eating humans, not having any magical food to heal him, and yâknow; the big hole in his head, has made him slower. Not like he isnât Sans-like, heâs still smart and funny and all that it just takes him a second or two to process peoples words. Still pretty quick on the kill tho, instinct and all that.
Also; food based nicknames so stuff like âpeachâ, âdumplinââ, âpumpkinâ and the the like.Â
âŚAnd I saw youâre tags and comments so I may have⌠Pandered⌠A littleâŚÂ
I feel like this doesnât even need a caption lmao