#dbh squad

[leelany-world]

I still have some wips I want to finish, but if you want you can post here or send me some inspiration of who and what you would like to see in a 3D render.

Choice: Connor/Sixty/Nines, Markus, North, Amanda, Hank, Kara, Chloe, Kamski, Carl, Leo (I think that's it)

Maybe I'll be inspired by something I'd rather do first.

[heiko-goes-detroit]

DBH SQUAD Recruitment 💪🦾

Hey DBH family 😀🫡 After deliberating about how nice it would be to have a blog to collect various fandom resources, our distinguished @leelany-world has offered to recap the events of the last few years. I don't know how long the task will be, but I sure she could use some help. Can someone give her a hand?

I'll take care of the art, and I'll also need more than one pair of hands. The more we are, the sooner we will finish! And we'll all benefit from having a useful resource for fandom veterans and first-timers alike.

Let's protect our heritage, encourage creation and honor our authors! 💙💫

[detroitbecomeonline]

I love the concept of an angel au. I think about it in terms of androids having robotic wings and folding out of their backs. (It's a hardware upgrade). Can you imagine Connor chasing after a perp and he's quickly stripping off his jacket and shirt like superman or something and out comes the most horrifying/glamorous pair of wings that shadow the perp. He beats the air around him and zooms after the criminal.

After seeing art about just... Everyone having wings? Nuts. There are feathers everywhere. Hank and Connor walk everywhere because Hank has some strange fear of the sound of wings beating and Connor has a fear of heights, perhaps. The Hostage takes place over some sort of vacuum where it's hard to fly. There are a lot of aviation deaths. Connor can lick a feather and knows who it's from. The warmth of Amanda's wings curling around Connor, all as a guise. rA9 is a biblical angel. Kara has to walk Alice everywhere because little Alice is not programmed to fly, just with wings, like a baby bird. Markus, being custom, has huge wings so he can lift Carl to finish another painting. Carl's wings don't work. The Traci fight is in the air and the choreography is absolutely insane.

[my-name-is-markus-with-a-k]

"I shouldn't have told you..."

[goaldngel]

my honest reaction

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🎶ac: me

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🎼song: Beztebya by Dayerteq (super slowed version)

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🎬subject: (there are a few so I’ll only name the titles) The Boys, Detroit: Become Human, Girl From Nowhere, The Batman, American Psycho, Assassin’s Creed Revelation, Resident Evil 4 Remake, The Suicide Squad

[veilder]

Yoooooo! It's been a hot minute since I posted a new prompt, but here's something I've been thinking about for a few days now? Consider:

AU where Cole was born much earlier, back before Hank's career really kicked off. He follows his ol' dad into the police force, joining the DPD the summer of 2035. However, that same year, a freak ice storm takes the city. Hank had been planning to visit Cole in his first apartment, promising him that "the roads aren't that bad, don't worry about it." The next call Cole receives is from Detroit Regional Hospital, asking for a next of kin. Cole rushes there himself, heedless of the horrible state of the roads, to find his father in surgery, a medical android operating. Anxiously, he waits through the night, fidgeting in the uncomfortable plastic chairs outside the operating theater.

He receives the news the next morning. Hank had suffered some serious injuries including multiple concussions, and had fallen into a coma during the surgeries. He's told there's no way to know when or if he might wake. The sight of the medical android leaving the theater with the same placid expression on its face as off of the things haunts him long after that night.

For three long years, he's consoled with platitudes of "it might be any day now." For three long years, he visits his father regularly, hoping to spark some change in the man. For three long years, he throws himself into his work, hoping to forget that this was all his fault. That Hank had been out because of him. That he was laid up in a sterile room for years because of him.

And almost three years later, his hard work pays off. His promotion to detective coincides with a surge in deviancy cases. And Cole Anderson, professional workaholic, newly-instated rookie, who's father's big shoes he will fill or die trying, has a proposition for the captain:

"Assign me this case," he demands.

"This is high profile, rookie. The sergeant will handle it," Fowler replies.

"Sir, the sergeant hates androids. I can work with it. Perhaps even mediate."

"Seem to recall you not being a fan either, Anderson."

And Cole grits his teeth, flashbacks of an android in bloody scrubs running through his mind. But he says, "I'm not, sir. But I need…" And here he hesitates, looking away from Fowler's piercing gaze. "… I need something… substantial… at this time of year…"

And the office is quiet for a few seconds more before he hears Fowler sigh. And Cole knows he's won this. "Alright, Anderson. Alright. I'll add you to the case. But Reed takes lead, you hear me? No going off on your own, kid."

Smartly, Cole salutes, knowing when to let sleeping dogs lie. "Thank you, Captain. You won't regret it."

"But Reed might," he hears the man mutter as he closes the door behind him.

Cole smirks, returning to his desk and the case files he'd been finishing up. Deviancy, he thinks. Perhaps this is the missing link. The key to proving androids can't be trusted in sensitive situations. That his father's condition was a result of malpractice, not routine. That they, too, shoulder some of the blame.

Two days later, Cole meets Connor. And that is when he knows his theory is right.

Or! The one where Hank is out of commission and an adult Cole Anderson is assigned to the deviancy case alongside Connor and Gavin. Through peril and hardship, the three must learn to work together to solve the greatest mystery Detroit has ever known, or risk letting the menace known as deviancy roam free. And meanwhile, tempers flare, worldviews shift, and all three learn there's perhaps more to life than just being human.

[vounoura]

the fact everyone just knows abt each other in these assassin groups that fucking despise each other is hilarious

[technicalthinker]

Young God | Connor x Markus [RK1K]

More RK1K content because they’re stuck in my brain by now.

[enkisstories]

"Hello, my name is Connor, the android sent by the Momentum Foundation to help investigate the Sacred Coil cases!"

(I couldn't resist.)

[hamartia-grander]

*Gavin and Tina get kidnapped*

Kidnapper: any last words before I kill you?

Tina:

Gavin: ... Slayyy

Tina: Gavin shut the fuck up

Gavin: I'm sorry, I got nervous okay I mean he put me on the spot there

[detroitbecomeonline]

What I think the DBH characters smell like:

Hank: Booze.

Connor: Nothing. No scent. Will put on different scents manually as the situation arises.

Markus: Probably fire smoke since he keeps hanging around those barrels OR setting things on fire.

Kara: One of those old lady perfumes. You know the ones.

Alice: Child smell. You know the one.

North: Like Markus, but stronger. Lingering feminine perfume.

Josh: Like Markus, but with a lingering clean aftershave.

Simon: Like Markus, but more metallic.

Gavin: Strong aftershave. Like Axe.

Tina: Nothing, maybe deodorant if you draw too close.

Luther: He smells the best out of everyone. He just does. Whatever you think is the best smell, he smells like that. For me, that's Giorgio Armani's Acqua Di Gio.

Chris: Spray-on deodorant, but like two of them mixed together. It's not bad, but it's indistinguishable.

Ben: Whatever he just had for dinner. I feel like he's a Hawaiian pizza or pepperoni kinda guy.

Rose: Dirt and a flowery perfume.

Adam: Dirt, sweat, and literally Axe.

Amanda: Some rich-as-hell perfume. Strong.

Nines: Hello Kitty Bubblegum

Todd: The reminisce of red ice. Perhaps some sort of cigarette smoke smell mixed in.

Ralph: Hell no

Captain Allen: Second best smeller. Not Giorgio Armani's Acqua Di Gio, but a second, secret scent that beats everyone else but Luther. He smells good.

Perkins: Whatever aftershave smells of wood and more blunt scents. He doesn't wear too much.

Kamski: Pool water? But also Hello Kitty Bubblegum

Chloe: A very, very subtle citrus. Maybe floral.

[my-name-is-markus-with-a-k]

𝓝𝓸𝓻𝓽𝓱

[starfruit-baby]

why do people say North has "anger and impulse control issues"?? other than killing the man that was the last straw for her, the only occasion where she goes against orders (as far as ive seen, correct me if im wrong) is in the occasion that Markus didn't pay attention or care when she reminds him to lock the door to the maintenance room, and Markus' idea for a ruse is clearly not working, and even so she doesn't kill the guy dead, just knocks him out? she NEVER goes against anyone's will to do what she suggested and just does it on her own. she just gives you an idea of what you can do and may get upset if you dont do it, which also happens with literally every other companion in DBH

[geschrie-sixtyne]

A while ago I saw the idea of @squad-724 , where TBB was within the DBH canon, I loved this concept so much that I made my own costumes for them, it took a while but I feel calm, it still lacks a lot of details that I added, like their backpacks or Crosshair's peepholes, because I liked playing with the concept of each one , it's a WIP that will take a while to come out...but at least I can rest for a while

Pd: I had to calculate the difference between heights to make them as canonically possible

[vounoura]

I’ve never been able to formulate this thought correctly but the existence of a treaty between Dunmer and Argonians via the Ebonheart Pact might be interesting for the Tong, ie. Argonians heavily venerate Sithis, the patron of their rival sister guild

idk someone smarter than me complete the thought