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police bros crying bro tears, touching bro faces- 💦

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in unimpressed Hank Voight voice: hHHMM-!

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Chicago P.D. | 9.01 | Closure

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Hanktonio Halloween

Usually on ever Halloween some types murder is being taken place all over Chicago City. But once in a while there's a bit of quietness so sometimes when Hank, and Antonio have a moment to themselves they will dress up in innocent -enough outfits.

Hank dressed up as himself

Antonio dressed up as a devil

Al seen some shit, said fuck this, and left

😂

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@spookywitchnerd24 made u a thing because why not ~

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Fandom: Chicago PD

Ship: Hanktonio

BTHB: Scar to remember

Characters: Hank Voight, Antonio Dawson

Tags: Gunshot scar, night time, Hanktonio, Bad things Happen Bingo, Scar.

Word count: 645

Summary: Antonio, more or less, remembers giving Hank that scar. If not for him it wouldn’t be there. He wasn’t the one to pull the trigger, but it was still his fault. One more scar didn’t make much of a difference if you asked Hank, he didn’t blame him.

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Antonio woke with a start, his hand instinctively reaching to the left side of the bed, feeling over the space. Cold and empty, Hank’s usual warmth missing. Antonio propped on an arm, glanced to the clock, his eyes stinging at the glaring red numbers. 2:36 AM. What was Hank doing up at this hour? A nightmare? A haunting thought? Stress from the day? With a small sigh Antonio rolled out of bed, near silent as he moved, carefully walking across the room as to avoid being loud. Hank was awake, so why Antonio was being so quiet was beyond him. He crept to the bathroom door left open just a crack, squinting at the dull yellow lights. Once his eyes were adjusted he noticed that Hank was examining a gunshot scar on his shoulder, sending Antonio’s thoughts reeling back.

He snapped himself out of his thoughts and walked into the bathroom, coming behind Hank, seeking his warmth. Hank shuddered at Antonio’s cold touch, looking back at him, if not fully awake before he was now. “Antonio.” He said softly, leaning back into him, smiling a little as Antonio buried his face in the crook neck. “Did I wake you?” He asked softly, feeling Antonio’s hand cover his shoulder where the old wound had healed. “On about that again?” He asked, moving it.

“I’m sorry.” Antonio whispered and Hank only shook his head, pulling from him. He turned to look at Antonio, putting his hands on his shoulders, leveling him with a steady glance.

“It isn’t your fault.” Hank replied, his voice more careful than usual. “You didn’t pull the trigger.” He added with a sigh. Antonio parted his lips to speak but was cut off by a kiss. Hank pulled back slowly, eyeing the younger man who still sputtered like an idiot at being kissed occasionally.

“They shot you because of me…” Antonio said, undeterred from the subject. Only he said that once he recovered from the shock of being kissed so suddenly.

“Hey, I could’ve done 1,000 things different.” Hank shrugged, putting his hand on the back of Antonio’s neck, turning his around. “Come one, let’s get back to bed.” Hank said with a yawn.

“Hank, it is my fault!” Antonio challenged, “Sure I didn’t pull the trigger… but if you weren’t there saving my ass, you wouldn’t have been shot.”

“Would you have shot that man?” Hank asked seriously, his eyes dark. “I was doing my job, same as you.” He added and Antonio knew when he was beat.

“Going to bed sounds nice.” Antonio said softly, glancing at Hank.

“I never blamed you, you know. You did what you were supposed to, so did I.” Hank said carefully, putting his hand on the younger man’s back, walking back to the bed with him.

“I’ll never forgot that scar.” Antonio said quietly, rolling to hold Hank as close as possible.

“I won’t either.” Hank laughed, getting Antonio with that strange humor too, “but that’s okay. Something to remember you by.” He added, sinking into him.

Hank might have fallen asleep, but Antonio was up all night thinking about what happened. The scene playing in his head over and over. Hank so close, getting shot in the shoulder while doing his job of saving him. He always said it was his unit, that it was his bullet to take, but surely he didn’t mean it literally. Antonio couldn’t get the image out of his head, Hank’s blood staining his jacket, his vest, his shirt, his skin. His arm in a sling. Even if he said it didn’t hurt that much, he knew it hurt enough. He’d been shot too, he knew the pain all too well. “That wasn’t your bullet, it shouldn’t have been.” Antonio whispered, haunted by it the rest of the night, tormented by his own mind, unable to sleep again.

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Manz, you did both have to touch his arm to get past him.

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goodbye [wc 300]

married!hanktonio set during the beginning of season 7, where we know antonio's gone to puerto rico to stay w/gabby + family as part of his rehab efforts.

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Before Antonio leaves, he gets a smattering of parting wishes.

From Laura last week, sitting worn-faced on the edge of his bed as he packed his clothes, the kids noticeably absent. “Tony, I told you this job would ruin you.”

From Trudy yesterday evening, glassy-eyed in her office as he turned in his badge. “I don’t wanna see you again until you’re good. Until you’re happy.” 

From Hank, beside him today at the O’Hare dropoff gate, looking impassive. “You don’t know how much I want to drop everything and follow you there.” 

“You’d do terrible in that heat,” Antonio says. “I’d give you a week.”

“Yeah?” Hank faces him. “I’ve braved worse things.” Hank moves forward and kisses him. Antonio’s eyes linger open for a moment before they fall shut and he focuses. This is how his husband’s lips feel and taste, this is the warm touch of his hands, this is his heartbeat. When Antonio pulls away, he and Hank study each other for a while, a chunk of time in which Antonio mentally calls on all the saints he knows to draw the moment out longer. 

Oh, how easy it would be to let Hank become his new addiction. That’s precisely why Antonio has to go for now -- to learn to be strong on his own.

Finally, Hank takes Antonio’s hand and kisses his ring, tells him goodbye as Antonio rolls his bags into the airport. 

Antonio avoids glancing out of the windows in the terminal. At takeoff, he pulls the shade down because he knows how painful it would be to see the Chicago skyline. 

Five hours later, Antonio steps out of Isla Verde Airport. 

The first thing he feels is the kiss of the sun on his skin. 

San Juan’s breeze seems to whisper, buena suerte.

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Risking Stars

Hanktonio (Hank Voight/Antonio Dawson) established relationship, multi-chapter (#risking stars) 

Summary: His heart was pounding in his ears, the frigid air stinging his face. He was shaking, whether it was the cold, the adrenaline or the fear, he didn’t know. He didn’t care about any of that right now though. The only thing he cared about was finding Antonio.  *~*~*~*~* Hank Voight has absolute confidence in his team’s abilities. However, some things were not within their power to control, and that could mean life or death for any of them.

Warnings: Non-consensual drug use, some violence, a bad word here and there

Inspired by, and for @hardcore-flower!

Chapter one: Hank

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I'm rewatching Chicago PD season 1 and...Antonio and Hank are so cute together. The way they look at each other, the way they talk to each other. Hank is like that only towards Antonio (and maybe Erin).

I will go down with this ship.

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Risking Stars

Hanktonio (Hank Voight/Antonio Dawson) established relationship, multi-chapter (#risking stars)

Summary: His heart was pounding in his ears, the frigid air stinging his face. He was shaking, whether it was the cold, the adrenaline or the fear, he didn’t know. He didn’t care about any of that right now though. The only thing he cared about was finding Antonio. *~*~*~*~* Hank Voight has absolute confidence in his team’s abilities. However, some things were not within their power to control, and that could mean life or death for any of them.

Warnings: Non-consensual drug use, some violence, a bad word here and there, PTSD

Inspired by, and for @hardcore-flower!

(chapters one & two)

Epilogue 

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Hanktonio headcanon #3

Hank had just settled into being Old™ (meaning that he rather stayed at home and did a 2000 piece puzzle than going out to a bar if no one invited him first) when he started dating Antonio. First of all while not young himself, Antonio was still 15 years younger than Hank, but in addition to that Antonio also had that Young™ (but not the cringey kind of young) personality and attitude in life. He had energy.

Being with Antonio meant that Hank had to leave the new found comfort of his home to visit that club or that bar just because, learning new fangled concepts from the internet like memes and visiting restaurants and other venues he never even heard of. He also got to experience new things on a cultural level, with Antonio being more than happy to show him everything latinx related (including the “passionate” arguments he had with his father, which Hank had had only ever heard rumors about).

And just like that, Hank had opened a new chapter in his life instead of staying on the old one till he died, and he felt much better and happier for it.

Dare he say, he even felt a little bit younger himself. Now he and Antonio did that 2000 piece puzzle together before it became time to head out to that newly opened gay bar at the other end of town.

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Hanktonio headcanon #1

Despite having the worst parts of his addiction be over, Antonio still experiences severe physical discomfort and pain from time to time if not even on a constant but manageable level. On bad days the worst of his symptoms manifests as him  barely being able eat anything but still vomiting uncontrollably, where every movement just hurts without an end in sight. 

If it’s a really bad day Hank takes off from work to care for him, a task which he gladly takes up but not without some long forgotten grieve resurfacing. Antonio’s condition heavily reminds him of his dead wife but where Camille’s sickness was terminal, Antonio at least will be up on his feet in a day or two.

Although in Hank’s worst nightmares, which rear their ugly heads when he goes down to the kitchen in the middle of the night to brew some soothing tea and prepare a little something salty to eat for his lover who didn’t manage to keep his meagre dinner down, he fears that this time Antonio won’t get better. That he will stay sick and lose weight, stay sick and lose his job, stay sick and still get worse.

That he will die.

But then the day ends, a new morning arrives and Antonio finally manages to fall into a deep sleep. No sweat that glistens on his face when the sun shines down on him. No twitch of his limbs when he moves around a little, just a serene peacefulness in which Hank baths in even if it means coming late to work. 

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Antonio: I have a sharp, perfect memory! Name one time I forgot something

Voight: You left me in a Walmart parking lot a couple of weeks ago

Antonio: I meant to do that – try again!

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Voight: I have no idea what’s about to happen, but it has been a great pleasure to walk beside each and every one of you.

Antonio: Screw you. I want my final words with you to be indignant and irritated.

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How was Hanktonio’s Christmas?

My headcanon:

They work on call, of course holidays are no exception; work always comes first. They got a case on the day.

After the case, they walked toward their own cars. Antonio was a little nervous because Voight was in his personal space, almost touching his shoulder. Although it was hard to keep up appearances, he did. He might have been afraid of Voight would notice that Antonio has feelings for him. There was no conversation even about the case, just walked through the Christmas lights. “Merry Christmas Antonio,” Voight said when they separated, and Antonio replied “Merry Christmas…Hank.”

Nothing special. Same as usual, maybe, maybe not.

Well, my day off is over while my head in the clouds hahaha. A huge thanks to @hardcore-flower for giving me a tip and sharing beautiful pics!

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Risking Stars

Hanktonio (Hank Voight/Antonio Dawson) established relationship, multi-chapter (#risking stars)

Summary: His heart was pounding in his ears, the frigid air stinging his face. He was shaking, whether it was the cold, the adrenaline or the fear, he didn’t know. He didn’t care about any of that right now though. The only thing he cared about was finding Antonio. *~*~*~*~* Hank Voight has absolute confidence in his team’s abilities. However, some things were not within their power to control, and that could mean life or death for any of them.

Warnings: Non-consensual drug use, some violence, a bad word here and there, PTSD

Inspired by, and for @hardcore-flower!

(chapters one & two)

Epilogue 

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