#dghda au

[clairebearsparkles]

This was suppose to be a tma au Web!Dirk Gently, but I think this looks amazing outside of that context.

#dirk gentlys holistic detective agency #dghda #dirk gently #dghda fanart #tma au #the magnus archives #tma web #dghda au #mag au #dghda season 2 #tw uncanny #tw eye contact #clairebear art

[urlocallesbiab]

ok folks, inspired by This Post (thank you for inspiration and ideas, @agent-p-94/@generalized-incompetence!), i present to you:

brotzly fake dating couple's therapy au; in the form of tumblr messages/a campfire story/an unwitten fic rundown

me: the thing is, they'd PASS

within 10 minutes of knowing each other they'd get so PISSED OFF it'd fill up an entire therapy session

just "YOU NEVER SHUT UP" and "YOU NEVER LISTEN TO ME" and "I'VE NEVER MET A DUMBER PERSON" and "I'M SICK TO DEATH OF YOU CRITIQUING MY MUSIC TASTE" and "YOUR DRIVING SKILLS ARE GOING TO GET US KILLED I SWEAR TO GOD" nonstop rapid-fire with therapist barely able to squeeze a "gentlemen, please!" inbetween

and then they'd stumble out of the building and LAUGH, laugh so hard they'd be clinging to each other near falling to the ground, todd croaking that this is the best stress-release activity he'd done in YEARS, dirk clutching his stomach and crying and highlighting the best of todd insults

both would admit this is the BEST first date ever and schedule the next therapy session

every time they'd spend like 10-30 minutes getting to know each other better, and then full 45 just kvetching, sometimes just YELLING at the top of their lungs to their hearts' delight at the therapist office

agent: The best of Todd insults!!! Omg

They just argue nonstop anyway it's just a space to do that

me: and one day dirk would bring in rings, just plain metal ones (but no one has to know), justify that well, if this is a marriage ruse we might as well up our game, right? but he'd be weirdly skittish and self-conscious about it, like he's overstepping an invisible boundary; but todd would be *down* for it — he would be down for most of dirk's stupid bullshit, it's been so long since he's done any proper good shenanigans, since his life was even half this fun!

and then he'd try on the ring and laugh again because it *doesn't fit*, and dirk would get half-jokingly defensive that he didn't know his size!!, and todd would let him take the measuremnts (bc for what purpose would he know his own ring finger size), and dirk's breath would catch holy and uncomfortably

next time, dirk would get him a good, fitting ring, and it'd make weird things shift in his stomach

agent: OR it would be the RIGHT size, holistically

And he's like well I have to wear it now

And maybe they actually stumble upon something real in the middle of it - Dirk is going full monologue about the dishwasher and he says something and todd stops yelling back and looks unusually affected and is like wait...really? And then they just stare at each other for a minute and Todd is like ...I never knew that. And then they stare some more. And then the therapist is like ummm our time is up? I'm just gonna... Go? And then they're really quiet on the drive home but the next morning they have a new understanding

me: DIRK LETTING HIS TRAUMA PEEK THROUGH AND TODD ACCEPTING IT WHOLEHEARTEDLY

it's silent the whole ride, but just before he drops dirk off (dirk had been BANNED from the wheel since their first date/session) he goes "so, this..... [dryly, as not to disturb, sums up dirk's thing] it's real?"

dirk, usually so talkative, just helplessly shrugs, then shakes his head at himself, then somberly nods a few times, confirming that yes.

todd puts a hand on his knee and goes "dude. this is messed up. i'm so sorry."

dirk just nods some more, tearing up, because even though the words are simple, he's never heard anyone say them, never dared to share, and it hits him so deeply and painfully to be finally validated

he stumbles home, and cries for the whole evening, and feels lighter than usual afterwards

agent: The tragicomedy of falling in love with your own husband...........

me: i think for WORST results they agree it's just a fun platonic thing for shits and giggles before they meet up for the first time

and like, in the therapist's office they're this TERRIBLE couple who HATES each other, and outside of it they're just two guys being dudes, and romance, even fake, exists only in glimpses and doorways, and when the pit of longing opens, there's utterly nothing to stuff in it but stolen glances.

farah is the same therapist's normal patient with actual mental health issues she's trying to work through, and when they meet her in the waiting lobby for the first time they UTTERLY FAIL to convince her that their shtick is real, so they resort to *begging* her not to sell them out, and even though she's really on the fence about the whole thing and is unsure if it's morally okay to do, she gives in to dirk's Professional Puppy Eyes

after a while she gets unashamedly invested and demands they fill her in on the newest lies

maybe in one of dirk's bluffs/"attempts to hone the backstory" he invites himself to todd's apartment to better learn his habits and where he lacks in his homesteading

("well, when do i get to learn what chores do *you* fuck up?" todd asks playfully

"oh, just all of them!" dirk answers nonchalantly

in truth, he just doesn't want todd to see his barely lived-in, depressinly dirty short-term rented apartment. in the time dirk's been here, this city hasn't started feeling any more like a home.

in truth, dirk posted that stupid craigslist ad on his first week here, drunk and lonely and in mood for hijinks and out of his mind desperate for human connection; todd was actually looking for some simple one-off jobs to earn some quick buck, but couldn't resist a Stupid Idea when it dangled itself in his face)

todd gives him a quick tour, dirk half-heartedly criticizes the 3 dirty dishes in the sink and the mildly overflowing laundry hamper, and then for most of the evening they drink beer and play card games with todd's trusty ratty 10 years old deck that misses a jocker and a two of hearts (they decide to forgo the twos altogether) but overall is fine, dirk teaches him a couple of weird local games he'd picked up over the years, then tries to do card tricks but gets half of them wrong, they laugh a lot, todd makes grilled cheese, dirk says that if they ever feel the need to add a dash of appreciation into their sessions — just for some contrast and zest — then he'll admit that he *adores* todd's cooking, todd smiles bashfully and says man that's just some grilled cheese it's not that big of a deal

they pass out on the couch together, and dirk wakes up with a sore neck, sour mouth, and entangled limbs, and feels so at peace and right, and doesn't move, wishes for todd to sleep for longer, just so they could stay like this

then they find out todd doesnt have a spare toothbrush, so dirk has to make do with some gum while todd apologizes profusely

todd's got a shift in the late morning, so they do an awkward half-hug with back-patting, and dirk leaves

when dirk's getting himself a late breakfast at the corner store, he almost buys himself a toothbrush to keep in todd's apartment; then discards the thought; then buys it anyway, but tells himself it's a spare one for his own home, for when he'll need to throw the old one out. he never brings up the toothbrush thing around todd.

also he thinks it's a shame he couldn't brush his teeth, because then he could've kissed todd without worrying about bad breath; he discards that thought even quicker and farther

during one of the sessions, todd accidentaly makes a comment that actually gets to dirk, that makes him feel self-conscious and inadequate and upset

after they've done for the day, dirk asks if this is how todd *really* feels about him?.. todd says no, of course not! all of this is in good fun, just a friendly yelling match. he'd never say *anything* with an actual intention to hurt dirk; now that dirk brought that comment up, todd's never going to repeat it

"you seem like a good guy, you know? i genuinely like you," todd says

dirk feels very very warm

and maybe they sometimes spend time after the sessions too, and sometimes even on free days, just hanging out, relaxed and having fun, enjoying the company

and maybe one day it goes a little too well, and dirk gets a little too brave, and admits to todd that he's started feeling some kind of romantic interest, and asks if he would maybe like an actual date some other time

todd snaps at him.

tells dirk that he's only seen glimpses of todd, that these joke-sessions and little hang-outs show almost nothing of the real him, that he's a *mess*, that dirk doesn't know what he's getting himself into and should back off, that todd's a horrible person who's not worth the trouble

dirk tries to get to him, but todd gets even more defensive, even more closed off, pushes him away, makes that awful painful comment he'd promised he wouldn't say.

they don't show up for the next session.

dirk mops by the building on the scheduled day anyway, because he dislikes his routines disrupted when it's not him doing that, and because he's got nowhere to go, and because he secretly hopes todd will come around anyway (he doesn't.)

he meets farah after her actual session: she's had a Bad one today and is distraught, and dirk suggests they get hammered together. farah thinks it's an unhealthy coping mechanism, but after all of 15 seconds of deliberating she agrees

then she cries into his shoulder about her family and expectations and failed police exams and that she's a *failure* and will never get better, and he shakes her by the shoulders and near-yells that she's AMAZING, and fuck her family, and all cops are bastards anyway! she gets affronted and mentions her brothers and father, then realizes those people Are fucking bastards, then laughs and agrees with dirk and cries some more

dirk spills his entire conundrum, start to finish, only 5 useless tangents for the length of the whole thing which is not too bad of a ratio by his own measures, and farah tells him that todd's bullshit is Bullshit, capital B! if therapy taught her *anything* is that any person is capable of change ("you don't need to change yourself though," dirk pipes up; "YEAH, IM FUCKING PERFECT!" farah answers triumphantly), that this is just stupid excuses for excuses! (yeah!) and if dirk thinks that *farah*, with All her failures and fuck-ups, is not a lost cause (of course not!), then neither is todd! (damn, you're making a point!)

they swap some more personal stories, farah almost has a lesbian crisis in front of him but decides to throw up instead, and they leave the bar mostly in good spirits

dirk sleeps all of it off, but the next morning, even though Severely Hangover, he is no less determined.

he stakes out todd's apartment building (he did drop him off the first time; and even though he doesn't remember the adress for shit after all this time, he Luckes Out [after stubbornly cruising the general area for two hours straight])

and confronts him. tells todd that their friendship has been meaningful for dirk, no matter how little todd might think of it. (todd winces. he doesn't say it, but all of this was close to his heart too; he never meant to come off like he did, save for coming clean as an asshole; he *does* care about dirk, rather unreasonably much.) that dirk doesn't ask todd to give *him* a chance, but give *himself* a chance. that no person is irredeemable.

todd is eerily quiet. he invites dirk in, makes him some tea. sits silently at the table for a few minutes. and then, it all spills out: what he'd done to his band, to his *sister*, to himself; what a true actual hopeless horrible Asshole he is. he gets almost angry halfway through, voice rising, — either at dirk or at himself, it's not clear. dirk sits it all out. tells todd that is isn't the worst it could've been. todd begins to snap at him, but bites his mouth, and just buries his head in his arms, hiding. his head is so very heavy. dirk gives him a small solemn lecture about how past perfomance is not a predictor of future results, how it's never late to just *stop* being an asshole. how he's dirk's friend, how he's been kind to him, and dirk trusts him to continue to be kind, to build his life forward. ("*kind* to you? after i'd said that [hurtful thing] — the second time, *deliberately?" todd is bitter and baffled. "i forgive you for it. that's what friends do." dirk says like it's obvious). dirk places his trust in todd. todd struggles to process all that, he just lies on the table neither crying nor breathing; dirk talks to fill up the space, and to make good use of his trust. he tells todd all about his childhood trauma, in great, visceral detail, like he's pulling his guts out; he starts crying halfway through. todd hugs him really, really hard, and doesn’t let go for a while.

todd promises he'll come clean to amanda. dirk promises he'll start looking into therapy for his cptsd. they promise to each other they're friends, best friends.

they come in for the last fake-session with that therapist, just to tie a pretty bow on this whole thing: to tell them they're finally getting divorced, and will not require their services anymore. poor person breaks with an actual heavy sigh of *relief*.

dirk starts seeing a new therapist — not this one, thankfully; farah recommends him an old one she used to work with. she couldn't quite find a good rhythm with him, but she thinks he might be a nice match for dirk. he ends up being exactly that.

todd isn't yet ready for therapy, and dirk is accepting of that. amanda's not talking to him anymore, and he's *not* taking it in stride, but he's holding up as best as he can, and dirk holds his hand through it.

they do have an Actual Date with Romantic Intenstions — it goes remarkably well, even though they bicker for half the duration of it. it's all in good fun <3

they don't wear the rings anymore, but keep them as a memento; both feel weirdly sentimental about them. dirk does finally buy a new toothbrush for himself to keep in todd's apartment.

farah does end up having a lesbian crisis in front of her therapist, the one that todd and dirk have been torturing. poor soul.

#dghda #dirk gently's holistic detective agency (tv 2016) #dghda au #writing #vika's personal dghda tag #vikarambles #dirk gently #todd brotzman #brotzly #farah black #<- only a bit tho; but she's plot-important! #long post #I Guess #fake couple's therapy brotzly au

[glittter-skeleton]

All the DGHDA content I never posted:

Pushing Daisies AU where Dirk gets to keep the sundresses

My version of the Sound of Nothing kiss

Alt. version of the time travel thing

#I swear I though I posted this months ago #but apparently not #sorry #dghda #dirk gently holistic detective agency #dirk gently #todd brotzman #brotzly #dghda au #dghda art #v’s art

[h3rmitsunited]

playing mash the fandoms together and thinking about dirk gently in sandman universe and like okay thematically it makes more sense to have dirk and the holistic being the endless, like bart as death... mona as delirium... rowdy 3 as destruction... maybe Francis as destiny... dirk I guess would be dream because they're the main guy but like dirk isn't really dream esque...

And like if we're going brotzly about it right then we gotta stick them in dreamling which means it works so much better in that sense that dirk is hob and todd is dream (with Amanda as his knows too much sister) and dirk is this vibrant death defying kind hearted kinda stupid guy who wants to be this weird grumpy guys best friend and todd is like nah this is just to win a bet with my sister we're not friends and you're going to be begging to die once you realize how shitty being a human is so I'm not going to try anyways

Except dirk somehow, despite all the weird shit that happens to him (and it's a lot because he's still holistic and todd dream is like... destiny must have fucked over this one because I didn't have anything to do with any of that stuff) and the bad stuff he still wants to live and he still wants to be his friend and something happens idk they get into a fight a la 1889/pier scene and dirk thinks he has fucked everything up and something else happens and todd gets his dumb ass dumb brain rocked and realizes oh shit I can be friends with this guy and actually like... I kind of like him a lot

But then also also also if endless dirk... blackwing = burgess mansion right... like trapped 100 years in the basement with some assholes that want things from you that you can't give them and he's just waiting and waiting and waiting and like Dirk has the range, like yeah he's got his fun and wacky cartoon moments, but he's got anger in him, protectiveness, so much sad (smacks roof* this guy can fit so much trauma) and also then we could have the todd/hob saving dream fic trope where todd breaks dirk out of the mansion

Feel like I'm having big brain moment. So much potential

#dont expect a fic. i am so behind on every wip i have that i cannot do a sandman au #maybe ill get some art or something though. ive been on full art block writers block for like two months #it has SUCKED #um but also like if you add your ideas onto this i will love you forever. i just want to ramble about these two shows #i know its not a perfect mesh of them but like theres enough there that it is a fun concept i think #dghda #dirk gently #dirk gently’s holistic detective agency #the sandman #the sandman au #dghda au #brotzly

[bellamer]

David: Why do you call yourselves the Rowdy 3 when there's 4 of you ?

Martin: Why do you call yourselves the Lost Boys when you're clearly not lost ?

David:....

Martin:....

#incorrect quotes #the lost boys #dirk gently's holistic detective agency #the rowdy lost boys #david tlb #the lost boys david #david the lost boys #martin the rowdy 3 #martin dghda #dghda au #dghda #i dont want no #well ackshully they're called the lost boys cuz- #i don't care #also i know they dont canonly call themselves that #so stfu

[bowiebond]

Dirk Gently’s Eddie Munson’s Holistic Detective Agency | Mungrove

Eddie as Dirk Gently | Billy as Todd Brotzman

“Did I make some mistakes?”

“Yes!”

“Did I only make mistakes?”

“Yes.”

“But did it all work out?”

“…Kind of.”

#billy hargrove #eddie munson #mungrove #max would be Amanda #and the rowdy 3 would be the party 😌 or Eddie’s band members #dghda au

[wolfswitcheryanimations]

From my weird goddamn mind, comes a dghda x sonic au where everything is the same but it's set in Mobius and nearly everyone is a furry.

[ID: First image shows anthromorphic animal versions of Dirk Gently, a yellow dog and Todd Brotzman, a grey cat posing in front of a circle imposed on a lake background, with a ribbon in front of them with the words "Dirk Gently's Holistic Detective Agency" on it, the whole picture reminisent of the Sonic 2 title screen. Dirk is looking at the camera and pointing up at the sky and Todd is pointing at the viewer, air gun in hand, like they were in the Season 2 posters.

Second picture contains a bunch of rough doodles, with one coloured drawing of Dirk in the Sonic Adventure pose. The rough sketches include Dirk smacking into a wall after making the Sonic Adventure 2 pose, 3 scene redraws, one where Todd sighs and says "You better not be smiling." while Dirk smiles next to him, one where Bart, who's an anthromorphic badger, is looking outside prison bars and says "Do you know Ken?, and one where Farah, a bat, is explaning something to Tina, a rabbit, two half-body sketches of Dirk and Amanda, and Farah holding Todd up while flying, Dirk on piggyback. End ID]

#dghda #dirk gently's holistic detective agency #sonic #sonic the hedgehog #crossover #dghda au #sonic au #dghda fanart #sonic fanart #art #artists on tumblr

[tricksterik]

LOVED this movie, turns out it's actually that great.

anyways brotzly fight club au🌸 (i can explain it but i won't)

#myart #dghda #dghda fanart #dirk gently #todd brotzman #brotzly #dirk gently's holistic detective agency #dirk gently art #dirk gently fanart #fight club #fight club au #highly specific aus that only work if you take a tour to my head to see the logic ticket cost 100$

[septicanti]

No more magnus archives, only dirk (and occasionally todd)

Also does anyone know if dirk has a full backstory either in the books or adaptation because, if so, I need it.

#dirk gently #dghda art #fanart #todd #dghda #im gonna create an au for this soon so look out for that #dirk gentlys holistic detective agency

[dont-offend-the-bees]

God I fucking miss my days of Dirk Gently fandom

#unfortunately i have just never managed to rekindle the fixation to the same levels #so my various WIPs are kinda stuck for now #but fuck. Best fandom experience #I love you guys #Never in my life have I had so many comments and been recced so many times #and I will probably never again be as fond of a fic I wrote as I am of Strange Magic #I miss these vibes #any DGHDA friends who are also into Saw need to come hit me up and be friends in another fandom 💛 #Maybe one day I'll write a stupid DGHDA Saw AU (or indeed a Saw DGHDA AU) for shits and giggles #mr. bees speaks #pardon me I'm awake earlier than intended and feeling nostalgic for that Community

[clairebearsparkles]

Dirk Gently and Annabelle Cane, because I said so

#the magnus archives #the magnus institute #tma #the magnus pod #the magnus archive fanart #tma art #tma fanart #magpod #magnuspod #mag fanart #dirk gentlys holistic detective agency #dirk gently #dghda #dghda au #dghda fanart #tma au #annabelle cane #tma the web #clairebear art

[urlocallesbiab]

ok the initial post for brotzly fake couple's therapy au has already gotten way too long, so i take this as a sign i should start posting things separately and establish a new navigation tag

so, either way, a lil background on the characters

todd: exactly the same shit as canon, just imagine that instead of the seer-of-universal-truths syndrome there's some regular non-magical neurological disease running in the brotzman family.

farah: mostly similar to canon, just a bit toned down. she's not exactly an one-woman army, but she is freakishly physically fit, combat-ready, and proficient with common types of firearms — significantly more than you would expect any random person to be; she had always wanted to become a part of the police force like her brothers and father, but never passed the screenings due to debilitating anxiety, ocd and autism (never tried to join the fbi or the military tho; both her skills and her family expectations aren't That high).

her father had gotten terminally sick when she was a teen, and that significantly cut their income and added to their spendings, usa healthcare system be damned; old family friend, successful enterpreneur patrick spring, had stepped in to support them both financially and morally. farah ended up being halfway raised by him, always hanging out at his house and playing with lydia; out of all her family, save for her father, farah was the closest to patrick.

some time before the main timeline events, maybe half a year or a year ago, farah, patrick and lydia were having a nice family outing — up until patrick had been shot to death in broad daylight. his history of rising to success hadn’t been exactly pretty, you see, and the organized crime eventually took what was due. farah still blames herself for letting that happen despite her training and her worrying habit of never leaving the house without her gun; but if you asked her, really asked her how would she go about preventing that, she wouldn't be able to give you a good answer — it's just that one second he was alive, and the next he was not.

lydia, as both the key witness and the fortune's inheritor, had been taken into the witness protection program; farah hasn't heard from her since. she misses her like crazy, possible even more than patrick. therapy was meant to help her cope with the ruinous ptsd from those events, and she's been slowly, slowly making progress. that day she was having an especially Bad One — after which she and dirk got shit-faced — was soon after her father's death.

dirk: he grew up in the foster care system, and as a pre-teen was adopted by a kind and soft-bellied, if a little strict, ex-military man on a good pension, scott riggins. dirk had always been a bright kid, fascinated by complex mathematics (oh, the patterns! the beauty chaos and order! the language of the universe!) and some strains of physics (especially quantum studies; it all started with an article on shrodinger's cat and went downhill from there), quickly picking up on underlying logic within numbers (way quicker than his little undiagnosed autistic brain picked up on most social cues); teachers always promised him a bright future, even with the chronic lack of resources. scott had made sure dirk would get access to the best education possible, be taught by best tutors available, enroll into the best school imaginable; he gave dirk everything, and all the boy had to do is put in some effort. and he tried, oh god did he try; but he didn't do it hard enough. the new schoolwork load was multiple times bigger and harder than the worst he had ever experienced before, and he would often grow exhausted, distracted, unfocused and loose-minded (the adhd never got diagnosed either). some days a new and curious configuration would catch his attention and he would crack down on it with fervor, but some days he would just sit there and chew on the same three problems for hours on end to no avail. on those bright days scott saw his potential, his true and exciting and wonderful potential, and wanted the kid to live up to it; on the brain-foggy days, when he failed to do so, scott grew dissappointed. and whenever he felt disappointed, dirk felt it tenfolds on his skin. scott wasn't violent, godforbid, he's not a monster — just a little strict: it's just that he frowned, and tutted, and shook his head, and told dirk off, and didn't kiss him, and said things that dirk deserved to hear no matter how it felt, and took his books away (if there was anything the kid loved as much as math, it was thrilling detective stories, and sci-fi, ans fantasy, preferably all at once, read in one sitting) so that he wouldn't get distracted, and sometimes wouldn't call dirk down for dinner until he was done with the homework.

it hurt terribly to have the only person who'd ever cared about dirk, who had chosen him out of everyone else, who had chosen him and stuck by him, the only person in the world who loved him, be upset with dirk. for the longest time, dirk was convinced that he simply was lazy, and awful, and ungrateful, and hopeless, and the worst person to ever live, with how he let his father down time after time. but over the years, his self-hatred got so large he couldn't carry it anymore, and it spilled onto the mental image of scott, just so that he could breathe again; over the years, he grew bitter and disillusioned. as a young adult, he still couldn't tell if scott's demands and ambitions were fueled by simple materialistic hopes of fame and monetary grants, or a vain desire for glory, or some weird roundabout way of achieving personal fulfillment, but he knew for sure: scott riggins wanted himself a pet boy genius, not a son.

when the time came to attend college, dirk picked cambridge over harward, mostly because he would take any excuse to get an ocean away from scott. and he passed the exams — with flying colors! he was, after all, exceptionally smart. the teachers were delighted to have him; three months later he got booted because he missed half the classes and didn’t do any homework: drunk on the newfound freedom, stressed out by a trans-atlantic move, and lacking the only accountability system (however flawed) he'd ever had. he didn't tell scott, of course — he wasn't ready to go back home, he would do anything to avoid going there. so he took the college-student-allowance his foster father kept sending him, none the wiser, and set out backpacking across britain and then the rest of europe. soon it turned out that travelling cross-country is slightly more costly than living at the dorms, and there were only so many plausible excuses he could use to cajole more money out of scott, and coming clean about his strategical-omissal-of-crucial-information-that-wasn't-tecnhically-outright-lying was out of the question, so dirk had to cut some costs: skip a meal here, sleep on a train station bench there, get chased out by foreign policemen once or twice, a few times of staying overnight at some shady moldy place with some shady people whose language he didn't speak too well — nothing any other travelling young person hasn't seen, truly. he was coping alright. eventually scott caught wind anyway, and dirk, not that dirty and scrawny, had been forcibly dragged home. from there it's been a steep decline in the relationship: more harsh demands and more desperate pleading, more affection followed by more coldness, threats and promises from scott, and a few failed attempts at coninued education, a few move-outs followed by a few move-back-ins, plus a few ultimately abandoned career choices from dirk, who never seemed to grow out of whatever it was that was wrong with him, even as a decade slowly passed and gave way to another one.

when todd meets dirk for the first time and asks the inevitable "so what do you do for a living?", dirk introduces himself as a writer, which, combined with his rather frivolous spending habits and impressive disposable income, leads todd to assume that dirk must be some literary genius, top-nyt-bestseller, author-of-future-classics madly successful type of guy — but in reality, he sits on his arse and writes experimental-storytelling-style sci-fi/fantasy/whodunnit fusions that no agency interested in commercial success wants to look at, he's been published only once by a tiny indie house that paid him jack shit and a penny in royalties, and half his money still comes from scott. that financial dependence is the main reason dirk's in the us at the moment — he's been pulled from his latest bout of doing volunteer work for a queer nonprofit in eastern europe by the threat of cutting his whole goddamn allowance off. as a compromise, he returned to the country but not to the city, claiming that he needed fresh scenery to inspire his creativity and maybe actually write a profitable book for once; really, he just hadn't been mentally ready yet to be in the same town as scott so soon. so, settle, washington it is, why the hell not.

by the way, "dirk gently" is his pen name — legally, he's still dirk riggins. also, in the skype calls he's sometimes talked into having, dirk still calls him "father", but behind his back it's been "scott" for almost two decades now: at some point growing up he felt the need to put some mental space between himself and that man in order to stay sane.

after his fateful Big Talk with todd, where dirk admitted the less pleasant parts of his childhood and youth in most detail he had ever did in his whole life, todd convinces him to start looking for a better job to support himself, change his legal name, and someday cut riggins off for good. also get some therapy, for fuck's sake, god.

#fake couple's therapy brotzly au #vikarambles #vika's personal dghda tag #gun violence mention #dghda #dirk gently's holistic detective agency (tv 2016) #dghda au #farah black #dirk gently #child abuse mention #......silly fake dating au innit? #farah black 🤝 dirk gently: ptsd 🤝 cptsd #colonel scott riggins #long post #.... im so glad ive decided to make this a separate post. yesterday evening i thought 'oh ill just jot down some thots' #but it grew into a monster of 1.5K words that ate most of my time today #if you catch any typos pls do let me know im not rereading All That #kp as this thang's main fun i hope you enjoy this generous serving of. uh. angst

[benjiedrawings]

Sometimes, I wake up and find myself crying. The sensation that I've lost something lingers for a long time after I wake up, like I'm looking for something. For someone.

Image description in alt! Your Name is one of my favorite movies and everytime I watch it I think of Todd and Dirk

#dghda #dirk gently #todd brotzman #brotzly #dirk gently's holistic detective agency #dghda fanart #dirk gently fanart #gentlyman #brotzly fanart #todd brotzman fanart #your name #your name fanart #your name au #makoto shinkai

[sasdavvero]

little bcis dghda au! I'm still elaborating it, for now have Bachira as Dirk and Isagi as Todd!

#blue lock #bllk #isagi yoichi #bachira meguru #bachisagi #bcis dghda au #tay disegna

[clockworkcheetah]

prompt 3: agency

Todd Brotzman-centric (but implied brotzly) - under 1k - rated T

#dghda #todd brotzman #dirk gently #dirk gently's holistic detective agency #dghda fic #my fics #inspired by deathmark despite having nothing to do with it? i am simply craving The Horrors (i will write that au tho)

[bowiebond]

Dirk Gently’s Billy Hargrove’s Holistic Detective Agency | Harringrove

“See? I didn’t even ask you to do that and you’re already acting like an assistant.”

“I’m just— trying to be helpful. It’s not—“

“Whatever keeps you sane.”

#billy hargrove #steve harrington #harringrove #dghda au