Detroit Become Human Connor Fan Art Novels & Stories

I guessed that he wasn’t a part of this pack. I started walking around the room, touching all the surfaces that I could to see if I could get another vision. But nothing came to me. I didn’t see anything else. Which was a little upsetting. Until I finally came to a painting that was on the wall. I had seen that painting so many times and I hated it. It was a portrait of my father. Looking all tough and strong in a three-piece suit. I guess the perception that he gave to everyone, except me, and I grabbed the painting off the wall and threw it across the room where it smashed to pieces against the other wall. “Aurora.” Connor said.

“Guess what? I drew a picture for you today at school! It’s us together. Do you want to see it?” Celine’s heart ached as she took in the innocent joy in her son's eyes. She nodded, though her mind was still preoccupied with Franco. “I’d love to see it, Connor.” Connor eagerly pulled a drawing from his backpack and handed it to her. The crayon-drawn picture depicted a family scene: Celine, Connor, and Franco, all smiling together under a bright sun. It was simple but heartfelt. Celine’s throat tightened as she looked at the drawing. She forced herself to smile, but her emotions were a chaotic mess. “It’s beautiful, Connor. You did a great job.”

" He said, grabbing my shoulders and shaking me slightly. "Thanks," I whispered looking at the girl I was painting staring back at me, her lips were painted red with some of it dripping down her skin. The blue and white waves welled up in her eyes while some of it streamed down her face. I was only starting on her hair, and so far I had grey locks covering part of her face. "What is it that you can't do?" He asked with a smile on his face as he looked at the painting astonished. "Suck dick," I said looking up at him with a grin and he looked back down at me shocked before clearing his throat.

After grilling the hamburgers, Connor sits beside me and says in confidence. “Don’t s… say it to the gu… guys, but I’m go… going to do a trea… treatment to stu… stu… stutter.” Connie stares at me looking for some support and I don’t know what to say. Connie, among the Vaugh brothers, is the most handsome, his brown livid eyes, dark hair, tanned, with a strong and masculine Adonis body, that the symbol of Greek beauty would die of envy. I don’t think the fact that he stutter makes him a bad man. In the end I actually think his charming in his half shy clumsy way.

He pointed to the guy from this morning. He was a blond guy, sporting a flop of dirty blond hair with strikingly green eyes. He appeared to be seventeen or eighteen years old. He looked naïve yet foolish at the same time. There was like a sweet and innocent look on his baby face. Unlike Ryder, there were not any signs of him getting a beard any time soon unless he shaved his face regularly. He looked the youngest. “That’s Connor.” He pointed to the guy standing beside Jake.

I say with a grin, I had started my fun film for real. Shyly, he reached for my hand, and I hold his arm instead, two red spots appear on either sides of his cheeks, and we walk inside. As we watched each piece, Connor took candid shots of me appreciating art, he didn’t stop taking pictures, it was like he was drunk on his passion. It was starting to grate on my nerves, for I only wanted to watch the art, the first few pictures were cute, but he wouldn’t put the camera down. I only had to change positions slightly and he would click a photo.

“No. Dad told me everything Connor had confessed, but I still can’t place who Connor is.” I furrow my eyebrows as Ryan chuckles beside me. He doesn’t respond. Instead, he smiles and pulls out his phone. Within a few seconds, he turns his phone towards me. “This is why you probably don’t recognize him. He used to be chubby and wear glasses until you and Deanna stood up to those mean kids for him. Deanna instantly became his sunshine from that day on and he worked to prove to her he is more than a nerd.” I gasp as I look at the picture. It is Deanna’s first crush. The guy who kissed her alongside the WW Enterprises building. Her first kiss.

They might be twins, but their personalities were also very different. When Talia went into the kitchen, Diana immediately greeted her with a slight bow of her head. "Hello, Mrs. Lane." Talia hummed in reply and began preparing the mushroom soup. She was halfway through making it when Connor finally arrived at the Lane residence. Connor had a head of bleached hair, and he also had a few letters tattooed on his arm, possibly someone else's initials. He wasn't as solemn as Christian and was full of life, acting like an overaged teenager who still had a full rebellious streak in him.

"No I'm assuming its someone she is comfortable working with" "Lisa is quite resourceful but I'm sure she will use family" "You know Lisa?" He glanced at me in the rearview mirror "Connor has connections to every werewolf ever created" My mouth made an "o" shape at his revelation "Makes sense ya know with how old he is" Leo chuckled at me

He also had tattoos running along his biceps, decorating him like an artwork. I rolled my eyes as I searched for Conner. It could not have been that hard to spot an angsty stick figure with glasses, could it? I decided to message him to see if he was on his way, and his response shocked me to say the least.