#detective reed

[detroitbecomefandom]

Gavin: Hey Nines, can you help me with this zipper?

Nines: Sure

Gavin:

Gavin: UP, Nines!

Nines: Right

[brokuma]

Detective...

[detroit39incorrectquotes]

Nines: So you like cats?

Gavin: Yeah.

Nines: *tries to impress him by slowly pushing a glass off the table*

[dumpsterdelight]

Being a DBH fan in 2024 is weird because AI is literally destroying the lives of creatives all around us in real time and people will still call you racist for sympathizing with the character who thinks AI is bullshit

[usbshitake]

[miezraa]

они просто дерутся 😊🫣

[arietisart]

[hrefna-the-raven]

Christmas spirit

Masterlist - DBH masterlist

Words: 710

There was something about Gavin that always intrigued you. Maybe it was his moody brooding demeanour, or perhaps it was the enigma that shrouded his true thoughts. Whatever it was, you couldn't help but be drawn to the douche detective. And now, as the holiday season approached, you were determined to bring a little Christmas cheer into his life, even if it meant facing his middlefinger flipping side. Gavin hated each day with equal passion but you were almost sure that he despised this time of the year even more. He never revealed the reasons behind his disdain, but his scowls and harsher sarcastic comments around this time of the year spoke volumes. Still, you couldn't let his bitterness stop you from enjoying the Christmas market that had just opened downtown and you were determined that you needed Detective Douche by your side to do so. Besides you had your very own ways of making it up to him later on at home and you were determined to bring a smile on his face.

As night fell and the city lights twinkled, you convinced Gavin to accompany you after his shift. You promised it would be a quick visit, assuring him that you'd make it up to him later which earned you an annoyed huff but you also noticed the mischievous spark in his eyes. Reluctantly and with a lot of his usual drama, he finally agreed.

Stepping into the market, the air was filled with the scent of freshly baked pastries, the sound of laughter and Christmas music. The stalls were adorned with colourful lights and decorations, casting a warm glow on the surrounding snow. It truly was a sight to behold and the atmosphere was filled with a hint of magic in the air.

You weaved through the crowd, dragging an annoyed Gavin along with you. You stopped at each stall, pointing out the unique trinkets and tasty treats. Gavin couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at the silly Christmas hats you insisted on trying on, praying to every god he could think of that you wouldn't want him to try them on as well. Despite his grumpiness, a small, almost hidden, smirk tugged at the corner of his lips. He would never admit it, but seeing your glowing smile while wearing a jingly elf hat warmed his heart. He truly loved you and while not being shy of showing it in the privacy of your own home, he still had an image to keep outside since he could never know if one of his colleagues was hiding around and would see a softer side. They all hated him at the precinct and mostly left him alone and he'd do everything to keep it that way.

As the night wore on, you finally decided to call it a day. The market was slowly closing down and the chill in the air became more pronounced. You held Gavin's hand tight, guiding him back to the car, humming jolly tunes while slightly dancing with every step. Once inside the warmth of the car, Gavin let out a sigh. To your surprise, his face softened and he turned to you with that typical smirk that always made your heart skip a beat.

"You know, I didn't think I'd enjoy this Christmas nonsense, but I have to admit, it was rather...nice", he confessed, his voice filled with a hint of wonder.

You smiled back at him, giving his shoulder a playful slap.

"Well, I'm glad I could bring a little Christmas spirit into your life, even if it was just for a tiny moment", you replied, your heart swelling with warmth, "but don't worry, I won't tell anyone that the great Detective Reed actually enjoyed some quality time on the Christmas market", you winked at him.

Gavin let out a soft chuckle, his fingers gently gripping your neck as he drew you near, pressing his rough lips against yours in an affectionate kiss. As he slowly released his hold, he leaned in closer, his voice filled with a deep longing, causing a delightful sensation to course through your entire being.

"I'm eager to see what you have in mind to make it up to me for bringing me along to this market."

[glitch--gamer]

A random idea I had.

It's kind of funny that people call the androids "plastic" even though they are more likely made of metal, silicone and other synthetic polymers. "Tin can" is probably the least accurate though (I've never heard of a robot with a tin chassis).

If anyone knows more about engineering or robotics, feel free to correct/educate me (I'm always open to learning more about technology).

Credits

RK900 by Enpitsu: twitter.com/enpi_tsu?lang=en

Gavin Reed by me

Stage by Shiruhane and chrrox (I edited the textures and composition)

[gonedeviant]

Why did nobody in this fandom tell me that Detective Gavin fucking Reed is inspired by Robocop's Reed?

[askaworldofwonder]

After many years and fights with life... I got a new pen tablet and got back into drawing. It's gonna be a challenge, especially seeing how my skills have worsened in these years... but now I want to draw everyday until something good comes out of this.

I will draw Gavin Reed everyday for a month, for a start.

Day 1 - Gavin Reed

[detroitbecomefandom]

Nines: I've been having these software instabilities around someone, but I’m worried about telling you who it is because you’re not going to like it.

Connor: Just rip the bandage off.

Nines: It’s Gavin.

Connor: Put the bandage back on.

[brokuma]

[detroit39incorrectquotes]

Gavin: Who the fuck added me to a fucking group chat?

Tina: >:O language

Connor: Yeah watch your fucking language

Hank: OKAY WHO TAUGHT CONNOR THE FUCK WORD?

Gavin: 'The fuck word'.

Chris: Are you all guys stupid? And Hank, you use the f word all the time!

Tina: Oh my god he censored it

Gavin: Say fuck, Chris.

Hank: Do it, Chris. Say fuck.

[dumpsterdelight]

If the audience isn't supposed to like Gavin how come they gave him freckles and funny lines and big boobs and a nice jawline?? HOW COME??

[usbshitake]