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kim-ruzek · 11 months

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What are your thoughts on Voight? I have a love/hate relationship with him. He's very complex with different layers. I get that he's not popular but I feel like showing any interest in this character makes you somewhat questionable in the fandom, people question why you like him. I mean, it is okay to cheer for the anti-hero, you don't have to justify it, you could just say you know what I like the 'bad' guy. Look at shows like Sons of Anarchy, Yellowstone, Breaking Bad, they've all made terrific shows based on the anti-hero. I just find it funny in this fandom that giving an inch to Voight means you hate the team.

My thoughts on him are deeply complicated. I have a love/hate relationship with him too, kinda, although it's more like/hate and technically I qualify as being anti Voight. But it's not as simple as me just not liking the character because there's a lot of factors too it, including things I do like.

Before I go into all that, I am going to say that I do find that people viewing fans as him as questionable or rather condemning anyone who has anything vaguely positive to say about him to be wrong. And there's not liking a character and then there's the view that liking him means you hate the team. Likewise, there's not liking the character (like I do) but not viewing him as abusive towards his team/family.

In general, he's not my cup of tea. I don't like him, I don't believe a character like that should be given a starring role, and at the very least I think from season five onwards there should've been a bigger movement to have him grow and redeem himself if they wanted him to still be the lead.

But no one can say that he doesn't love his unit, or that he hasn't grown. Because he does and has. His unit are his family and he does want the best for all of them. And despite my issues with the character, that is an undisputable fact.

Which is kinda why my thoughts on him are complicated. Because I do like that paternal nature he had towards his team. When he's gentle with them, that's when he's tolerable. And while I don't necessarily love the anti-hero archetype (especially in how it is formed in Voight) I do love a found family dynamic and the older man with a bunch of kids he'd burn the world for.

It's also a complicated matter to me because as much as I don't like him-- the team does. Voight is very much part of their found family unit, they appreciate him and actually (for some reason) respect him. So I enjoy his scenes sometimes when it's him through the lenses of the team because of that.

Additionally, linking into to that point, I write fanfic and I'm involved in fandom and I have headcanons and my fanon. I like my fanon Voight. Just like I like my fanon Jay and my fanon Hailey. And when I write fanfic or come up with an idea there's two things at play; keeping everything in character, which means looking at Voight through the eyes of the team and getting to smooth the edges because I don't need to bend to the same external factors as the show. So in that way, I like Voight, because he's very much a more traditional anti-hero/likeable/actually complexed and not just another character who should never get a platform character in those instances.

So yeah, in conclusion: I think those who assume just because you like Voight it means you hate the team, because canonically, he loves them and them him but saying that. He's not personally my cup of tea. And I do believe it is somewhat questionable when people are fans of him, depending on the degree that they are and if they're smoothing the edges of not. But largely I'm not too bothered about it, not to the degree others are.

For me it's more questionable when the fan doesn't get why Voight is a problematic character, especially seasons 1-6. Because you can get that, and still be a fan because that's not how you see it or whatever, but there's good reasons for the basis of the Voight hate, even if I very much think it's grown out of control. But if the fan gets that and still is because that's not their view, I'm fine with that because people like what they like. (Obviously to a degree, because there are people out there who say they get it but dismisses the actual problems in a very problematic way, those people still get the side eye).

I hope you enjoyed my answer! I know it was probably not what you wanted, since I'm anti Voight, but I still hope you liked my viewpoint. There is technically nothing wrong with liking the anti hero (especially when executed well) but a lot of the tooted anti-heroes I actually have a problem with lmao.

But I don't watch shows for aggressive older white men so that's not too much of an issue I actually run into (and they are always somewhat paternal so even when I do there's always a part of me (the daddy issues part of me) that tolerates scenes).

Thank you for asking!!

#ree's asks #chicago pd #hank voight #thank you for asking!!! 💖#ree has thoughts #and once again brings up her daddy issues 🙃

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connordevianthunter · 9 months

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i have (un)fortunately latched onto lieutenant Anderson as my new father figure

#as but a Young Woman™ with daddy issues i have to look everywhere for scraps you see #hank anderson is now my family and i know he'd say he's proud of me

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beammeupbroadway · 1 year

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5 Comfort Characters

rules: list 5 comfort characters and tag at least 5 people. Tagged by @wanderingaldecaldo, thank you!! ❤️

Johnny Silverhand - Cyberpunk 2077 (nobody is surprised here)

Julian Bashir - DS9 (autism king my beloved)

Ellie - The Last of Us

Melinda Gordon - Ghost Whisperer

Nathan Drake - Uncharted

Honourable mentions go to John Wick (any Keanu character let’s be real, also Johnny Utah), Data and Spock, Star Trek autism kings, Princess Buttercup from The Princess Bride who is all I’ve ever wanted to be, and everyone I’ve tagged your V’s also belong on this list I love them all dearly

Tagging @skippygiraffee @trashcatsnark @setaflow @nightcxty @glitchinginthegarden and anyone who wants to share!

#have I forgotten some? absolutely #Nick Valentine my beloved too #but I would be here a long time #Shauna from Yellowjackets can also go in here shes my unhinged beloved #Sailor Moon #Hank from DBH #I left out all the dad characters because I ain’t about to get into my daddy issues here

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lonely-cowboy · 3 months

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future of us

pairing: connor (rk800) x f!reader

summary: after finding a box of home videos, you're overwhelmed with thoughts of the future. only connor can ease your worries.

word count: 2k

warnings: panic attack sorta, good ol' daddy issues, a 6yo (and a however old you are)yo having an existential crisis about death, i actually don't know what this is i just felt like writing it, rushed ending

author's note: yes i was complaining about my angsty gameplay in my last post and yes i am posting angst after saying i needed more fluff to feel happy. what about it. i like the angst, it makes me feel smth.

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The television flickered in the dim living room, the shadows shifting like otherworldly creatures. The heavy rain pounded against the windows combined with the quiet whistle of the winds. You would think that with such advanced technology nowadays the intense weather wouldn’t affect the power. Apparently, that hadn’t been a priority during this era of technological breakthroughs. But you didn’t mind. The flickering screen and hissing static were comforting, reminding you of the days Hank still had his old-fashioned television.

In the peaceful hours of the early morning (or late night depending on who you asked), you sat huddled on the couch with your eyes glued to the television. Wearing one of Hank’s old sweatshirts that was far too long for you, you hugged your knees tightly.

You watched the screen as a little girl sat bashfully at the head of a long dining table, kicking her feet giddily as a birthday cake with six blazing candles was placed in front of her. She was surrounded by loved ones who looked at her fondly, singing in unison with enthusiastic, booming voices. One voice– the cameraman's– overpowered them all, his voice uncharacteristically jaunty and cheerful. As the singing reached its end and the little girl blew out her candles with a big breath (and a lot of spit), the cameraman squished himself into the frame with a wide grin.

And there was Hank Anderson. A younger, much happier Hank, but Hank nonetheless. He grinned at the camera, calling the little girl’s attention. They both smiled brightly into the camera, ignoring that it was a video and not a picture. Hank and his goddaughter. Hank and you.

You were honestly surprised when you found the box of old VHS tapes. Yes, VHS tapes. No, you weren’t that old, far from it actually. Hank was just always old-fashioned; he never had a knack for technology. So any videos from your childhood were found on VHS tapes that Hank had kept for all these years.

You found them when you were organizing his garage. The entire day, you had been cleaning around his house with Connor’s help because his drunk ass could never do it. You hoped that maybe by giving him a clean environment he might be able to clean up his act. You weren’t too sure about that, but the thought was there.

When you found the tapes, it was already well into the night. Hank had passed out hours ago, and you released Connor to recharge not long ago. That’s when you decided you were deserving of a much-needed break, dragging the hefty box of VHS tapes into the living room for your viewing pleasure.

Only you hadn’t realized the experience would be the exact opposite of pleasurable. The more videos you watched, the more your misery grew.

You couldn’t exactly explain why you were so upset. All you knew was that your chest was heavy with dread, your eyes forlorn as you watched video after video.

You were so distracted by the video of your sixth birthday (Hank was now interrogating you about the differences between being five and six, ever the detective) that you hadn’t heard Connor’s light footfalls. Though you probably wouldn’t have heard them anyway. Androids were scarily sneaky like that. You didn’t realize Connor was even in the room until he was standing right beside you, his figure nothing but a shadow in your peripheral vision. You had almost forgotten he was here, simply resting (or whatever it was androids did) in Hank’s spare room.

Your attention snapped to him, fumbling for the remote to pause the video. With only the light of the television to guide you, you struggled to find the pause button. By the time you finally found it, your cheeks were unbearably warm with embarrassment.

Watching videos of your childhood self to remember the good times with Hank before he practically cut you off completely, dried tear stains on your cheeks and fresh tears welling in your eyes? Pathetic.

With your face buried in the baggy sleeves of Hank’s sweatshirt, you tried to casually wipe away your tears, but you knew it was too late. Connor had already seen them. And even if he hadn’t seen them, you were sure he could guess by the shaky tone of your voice.

“Hi, Connor,” you greeted weakly.

Connor was silent for a moment as his eyes trailed over your figure, surely analyzing you. His LED circled yellow for a long time. Even when he sat down beside you, it continued to show yellow.

“Are you alright?” Connor asked softly, reaching a hand forward to rest on your knee and giving it a loving squeeze.

You were so surprised that he didn’t offer some kind of thorough analysis of your current mental state that a guttural laugh escaped your lips. The sound confused even Connor, his eyebrows furrowing at your impromptu reaction. You covered your mouth sheepishly, flashing Connor a look that said “I’m-sorry-I-don’t-know-what-that-was-either-kindly-ignore-that.”

Connor was silent again as he considered what to say. His eyes flitted to the television screen that had paused on a frame of you shoving your face into the camera with a toothy smile. You were missing two of your bottom teeth.

“Is that you?” Connor inquired. He was only being polite. You both knew that with a simple facial scan he had already determined that it was, in fact, you.

“Yeah,” you answered lamely. “My sixth birthday.”

Connor’s hand that was resting on your knee moved to your hand, slowly pulling the remote out of your grip. He unpaused the video and sat stiffly, his eyes darting from you to the screen like he didn’t know which to watch. The television showed you as you flaunted your missing teeth before pulling back to answer another one of Hank’s questions.

“Alright, last question, kiddo,” Hank said off-screen, his tone teasingly serious. “We gotta hear the final verdict… d’you like being six?”

Your little self squinted her eyes in consideration, lips pursed into an extreme pout. For added effect, you put a finger to your chin and tapped it thoughtfully.

“Hmm…,” you thought loudly. ��No!”

“No?” Hank repeated with a hearty laugh. “Why not?”

“I don’t wanna get old,” you admitted innocently as if it was the easiest answer in the world. “Getting old means I’ll die.”

You snatched the remote from Connor’s hand and hurriedly paused the video again. All of a sudden, your breaths were coming out in sharp pants as your body was filled to the brim with an inexplicable panic. You needed a distraction, you didn’t want to think about any of this.

Connor was calling your name calmly, his voice a steady, grounding force. Your wide eyes snapped to meet his, hands moving to clutch both of his. As you latched onto his warm gaze, you felt an odd imbalance. You couldn’t tell if you were comforted or stressed by his presence.

“How can I help you?” Connor murmured, allowing you to grip his hands as tightly as possible.

“I don’t know… I don’t know,” you stammered. “I’m scared, Connor.”

“What are you scared of?”

“I don’t know.”

“Okay… okay,” Connor whispered soothingly.

Freeing one of his hands from your grasp, Connor’s hand snaked to the back of your head and pulled you forward until your forehead was resting against his lips. He pressed light kisses against your skin, murmuring comforting words as tears started to silently spill from the corners of your eyes. You collapsed forward until your face was buried in the crook of Connor’s neck. His lips moved to your head, kissing along the top of your head.

Why were you crying? Why were you crying? Why were you crying?

You didn’t understand why you were so overwhelmed, you just knew that you were. You had felt it so suddenly that there hadn’t been time to ask why.

“Are you scared of… losing Hank?” Connor questioned.

No, that wasn’t it. Well, yes, you were. But that wasn’t the cause of your unexpected anxiousness.

“Are you scared of… dying?”

Yes. Yes, that was it. That was it. Sort of, at least.

Too broken to speak, you simply nodded against Connor’s body.

“Can you tell me what scares you about it?”

Could you? You thought about it, blinking furiously to slow the tears. Why were you scared? Sure, death was scary in general, but there was something else. There had to be something else because your heart was still pounding furiously.

“I… don’t know,” you croaked.

“Okay,” Connor said patiently. “That’s alright. You don’t need to know.”

With his hands still on you, Connor carefully pulled away from you to meet your gaze. The corners of his lips were raised in a loving smile as he studied you, his thumb absentmindedly running along your knuckles.

“I want you to know that you’re safe with me,” he continued.

You matched Connor’s smile hesitantly, feeling your heartbeat slow to a resting state. Your attention was drawn to Connor’s spiraling LED as it returned to its usual blue.

That was it.

Your smile vanished quicker than it appeared. Your eyes were now fixated on the LED at Connor’s temple, a constant reminder that he was an android. And you were only human.

“I’m going to lose you,” you whispered hoarsely.

A puzzled look crossed Connor’s features, the crease between his brows returning. His LED blinked yellow again as he realized you were still in distress.

“You won’t lose me,” Connor promised, giving your hand a reassuring squeeze. “You can’t lose me.”

“That’s the problem, Connor,” you sniffled. “Someday, I’ll die. And you’ll keep living.”

The tension in Connor’s face eased as he realized the root of your sadness, though he didn’t look at ease himself. His LED quickly turned to a solid red. He looked so… sad. As if it hadn’t occurred to him until now the inevitable future of the two of you.

The look on his face made you want to apologize profusely. You were sorry for ever putting that thought in his head. But you didn’t have the words to speak. You were frozen, just as he was.

Connor broke your suspended state by inhaling slowly, nodding his head as he thought to himself. You noticed that his grip on your hand was tighter as if he was afraid to let go. His other hand had moved to rest on your upper arm, rubbing it soothingly. It seemed to be a calming gesture for both you and him.

“Maybe that is how it will be,” Connor muttered, his eyes finding yours again. “Or maybe there’s another way we don’t know of. But that… that’s far in the future. That’s not something we need to concern ourselves with right now. Right now… is right now.”

Your tears had stopped falling long ago once there were no more left to cry. You resorted to chewing your lip worriedly, ignoring the bead of blood that infested your tastebuds. Connor’s hand moved to caress your jaw, running a thumb across your lips to stop you from hurting yourself.

“Right now… I’m holding you. On this couch. Because I care about you,” Connor continued, though his voice was still slightly frazzled. “And that’s all we need to worry about.”

Either way, his words did do something to calm you. You nodded along as he spoke, leaning into the warmth of his smooth palm. Your fear wasn’t gone, not completely anyway. But it was certainly less than it was before.

You moved quickly into Connor’s arms, pushing him back so that he was lying on the couch. Your head curled against his chest, holding the front of his shirt tightly. You never wanted him to leave. His arms naturally fell around you and lightly rubbed your back.

It wasn’t necessary for Connor to breathe, but you could feel the steady rise and fall of his chest. You knew he was doing it for your sake. You followed the pattern of his breathing until you finally felt a sense of peace for the first time that night.

“Will you keep holding me like this?” you mumbled.

“I’ll hold you like this, right now and forever.”

#detroit become human #connor x reader #dbh connor x reader #rk800 x reader #dbh connor #connor rk800

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pupmkincake2000 · 2 months

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I wish people understood that shipping hankcon is in no way related to our fathers or daddy issues or anything else that refers to the relationship between fathers and children. Because it's all bullshit. For some reason, people exclude the fact that you can ship them just because of their incredible, interesting dynamics. It's just so simple, isn't it? The incredible chemistry we see throughout the game, no matter whether Connor goes the machine path or the deviant path. Their chemistry is still incredible, beautiful and amazing. Hank is a hot, incredible man who deserves love more than anyone. I will never get tired of saying over and over again that their relationship is more than friendship, their relationship is more than the love that people are used to. Their relationship is a bridge between humans and androids' world. Literally. And since when do people actually need reasons to ship someone? This fandom is perfect proof of that. Fuck, people literally ignore any logic to ship some characters, yet we have to explain the reason of our love for the ship?

Or should we say “thank you” to the pseudo-psychologists who came up with the theory about the “father figure in relationships” and other crap, and which all the inadequate people began to actively force, calling a relationship with an older person as something not normal, but considering abuse and gaslighting in a relationship to be true love?

It's okay if someone doesn't like this ship, but stop saying nonsense about the reasons why we ship them. We don’t have to be the children of bad fathers, or love our fathers too much, or have some kind of daddy ishshus (well, maybe this applies to someone, I don’t know) to love these two with all our hearts.

I've said it once, I'll say it once again.

I fell in love with them because I saw two people who needed each other badly. One of them was damaged and needed reason to live, who deserved to be loved and adored, and another one needed to find his own soul. And this is why they are so perfect together. Hank is the reason Connor became a deviant, Hank is the reason why Connor found his own soul and a heart, and Connor is a reason why Hank was able to hope the world can be a better place, Connor is a reason why Hank is loved again and knows he can be loved and adored. They are each others world, they are each others souls, they are each others everything. They are extremely strong together and basically die if they are apart, it is more than soulmates, it is love the world's never seen before, it is love the world will never see again, they are a bridge between humans and androids' worlds, a bridge the world would never have again. They are two people who are in love, deeply and inevitably. They can be dorky, they can be passionate, they can be strong, weak, sexy with each other. To me, the whole story was a blossoming romance between two lonely souls who found each other and even death won't do them apart.

#dbh hank #dbh rk800 #hank anderson #dbh connor #dbh #connor x hank #detroit: become human #hankcon #detroitbecomehuman #detroit become human #rk800 #detroit rk800 #connor rk800 #pumkin says #lord this is so annoying

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adoreeenina · 17 days

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Forbidden Attraction

𝓣𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓴 𝓘 𝓷𝓮𝓮𝓭 𝓼𝓸𝓶𝓮𝓸𝓷𝓮 𝓸𝓵𝓭𝓮𝓻

𝓙𝓾𝓼𝓽 𝓪 𝓵𝓲𝓽𝓽𝓵𝓮 𝓫𝓲𝓽 𝓬𝓸𝓵𝓭𝓮𝓻

𝓣𝓪𝓴𝓮𝓼 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝔀𝓮𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽 𝓸𝓯𝓯 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓼𝓱𝓸𝓾𝓵𝓭𝓮𝓻𝓼

𝓣𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓴 𝓘 𝓷𝓮𝓮𝓭 𝓼𝓸𝓶𝓮𝓸𝓷𝓮 𝓸𝓵𝓭𝓮𝓻

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Relationships: Hank Voight x Plus size! Justin’s ex girlfriend! Reader

Summary: "It was wrong, it was forbidden, it was frowned upon by many. But no matter how many times we tried to stay away from each other, we couldn't fight the pull between each other."

Warning: Explicit Sexual Content. Younger woman/older man. Age gap. A bit of a slow burn. Mutual pining. Angst. Daddy issues. Insecurities. Mention of past domestic abuse. Mention of past cheating. Body issues. Romantic/Sexual tension. Depression. Anxiety. Jealousy. And more. (Justin & Alvin doesn’t die. Is somewhat of an AU.)

(Coming Soon)

#forbidden attraction #hank voight x y/n #sargent hank voight #hank voight x reader #hank voight smut #hank voight imagines #hank voight #Chicago pd #chicago med #chicago fire #law and order #jason beghe #Justin Voight

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bi4bihankking · 6 months

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Okay the main reason that you should read Infinity Inc. Do you like cute college students who are fun together? Do you like found family? Do you like your favorite characters being friends forever and nothing bad happening to them at all?

Well TOO BAD! If you read Infinity Inc. your favorite character has a 92% chance of either dying or going evil! You will love these stupid children and you will be so upset that DC refuses to have an actual full Infinity Inc. Reunion and instead decides that every few years former members should attempt to murder each other.

For characters you have: Boy with daddy issues, other boy with daddy issues, gay angry boy with daddy issues, (unfortunately not canon gay yet) boy with EVIL daddy issues, and 7’6” himbo. It’s just... daddy issues all the way down. Also sexist 1940s man who is incredibly annoying. Jennifer-Lynn Hayden, or Jade, who you should all know, and frankly I think if your only exposure to Jen is Kyle Green Lantern you should be OBLIGATED to read Infinity Inc. I have seen some awful stuff flung around about her by Kyle fans. “Jade is only important to comics to tie Kyle to Alan and since she can’t do that properly she might as well stay dead” and that’s just what I’m willing to quote.

Read Jennie-Lynn RIGHT NOW to properly appreciate her or learn to keep her name out of your mouth. I say while shipping her other ex with her dad and her brother.

Lyta Trevor who has been through so much and deserves so much more than being hated because of Sandman, you do not know Lyta and you have not read her struggles, how dare you, I am assigning you the homework of Read Infinity Inc. or shut up.

Okay that is the big sexisms it’s time to get to the big homophobias, or both. Hey remember how the mini series that Beth and Yolanda were killed off in either heavily implied that they were dating or ramped up the sexual tension so much that it seems that they are. I think you should read Infinity Inc. and join me in demanding that Geoff Johns brings back that relationship. Yeah it would be cute.

Read Infinity Inc. now to fall in love with the cutest college age idiots you’ve ever read, ship a ship that is definitely considered problematic now (it’s Hank and Todd I don’t mean problematic problematic I mean, my god people are weird about non-canon gay ships involving canon gay characters, they just have a ridiculous amount of UST and you have to understand Hank was absolutely in love with both twins you have to you have to), be destroyed by the only death in the main series as you learn to care about them all, and also read further in the main characters lives and see the horrible shit they all but especially Hank gets subjected to...

I forgot someone...

MISTER BONES

MOST IMPORTANTLY

Infinity Inc. is the origin of this meme!

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