Flashes are what keep coming back to him. Flashes are what alarm him, take him away from reality – only for it to retribute with a deadly force. Or, Connor suffers a car accident. (*Platonic/Familial Hank & Connor, do not ship them!)

The world of fantasy and science fiction have been intertwined since the beginning. Elijah Kamski's older sister, though with her appearance she doesn't look like it, works at the DPD as the chief coroner. Cyberlife decides to put their newest prototype under her jurisdiction and ends up changing the formula. The paths have been skewed and things change. OC/OC then Connor/OC!

She was a witch who had been forcibly retired from her job. So her best option was to move, and Detroit was where. As androids start to gain deviancy and ask for freedom they start to notice things that humans don't. Well, this witch was going to have to make sure her android partner didn't learn of her secret. Trigger warnings in future chapters, smut, and language.

It doesn't take magic plastic mind melding to deduce that Nines was more distant than he'd ever been, and- yeah! Yeah, it stung a little! More than a little, maybe, maybe it hurt just as much as a fucking freight train to the gut, but nobody could blame him. Loathe as he was to admit it, Gavin had grown... attached.

"I was scared, Elijah." Chloe questions her creator and Kamski asks something of her in return.

Ever since he had graciously accepted Kamski's gift, the android had done nothing but badger Carl and take care of menial tasks that he could have done himself. Still, though, it isn't all too bad. It had been years since Carl had someone to talk to on the daily—besides himself and his paintings—and Markus is one heck of a conversationalist.

The androids' perspectives as they deviate from their programming for the first time.

In an alternate universe, Kara calls the police when she senses that Todd is about to do something that he will regret. History changes and relationships are formed as Kara slowly comes to terms with her need to protect Alice.

Hank really doesn't understand why everyone wanted to pick on him today. [cross-posted from tumblr]

Because, really, it's the small things that separates you from machines and the living. [cross-posted from tumblr]