
this is an ic roleplay blog for hank anderson, canon character from quantic dreamsβs 2018 video game detroit become human. i am in no way affiliated with the company, clancy brown, or any sort like that. / this blog will contain heavy NSFW material. this including but not limited to alcohol, abuse, coarse langugage, gore. all topics as such will be tagged accordingly. my trigger tags will go as following: tw "subject here". ex: tw alcohol , tw character death
my activity is currently put on a semi for all blogs because of my shitty ass health. i will always try to get to things as quickly as possible. if i'm slow on something (or literally everything bitch lmao), do know unless said publicly that i will be dropping threads, i have not forgotten and will get to it, baby, i promise. i try to check my tag like everyday, so, thereβs still a chance i forgot to like it to let you know i seent you or that i just suck and missed it completely.
i will only be writing with those i am in mutual follow with. this is to keep my spirits high and my drafts low k thanks. should you ever prefer a certain verse please let me know. in those mutual follow withs, i am open to crossovers, ocs, aus, etc. though my preference is formatting and paragraphs, 'cause a bitch loves her some aesthetics, i canβt even always achieve that, so i donβt ask you to. write as much as you can or as much as you feel. one liner or fuckin?? war and peace - be my guest. i do ask, though, that you cut your posts so we donβt have a cluttered ass mess. dropping threads: weβre still cool. if you arenβt feeling it, overwhelmed, hate me n wish i'd throw myself down a hill, whatever it is, youβre good to drop whatever you want to when you want to. / lastly, never be afraid to send in a meme, turn an answered ask into a thread, anything like that!
im usually dumb ship whore. however, as for hank , i will be far more selective when it comes to romantic relationships. they'll be very far and inbetween. chemistry is always key. there has to be something there, something that clicks, and i will most likely ship it as well. pre - established relationships are alright with me, of course after some discussion especially if your character is an oc. exclusivity and mains are always fun - again, we'd just have to talk.
hank as well as myself are of age, however, the same rule applies everywhere; sexual nsfw material will not be discussed written with anyone under the age. a bitch is too cute for jail man. i'm clumsy i'll accidentally drop the soap every twelfth of a second. should nsfw content appear (which honestly prob won't happen as pure fuckin smut legit ever js) it will most likely not be placed under readmore for easy reading and replying purposes but, will always be tagged as plain "nsfw" or "smut".
all icons, edits, etc. are made by myself unless stated otherwise. this base theme is the work of the talented awokenhope and has since been heavily coded and changed. that being said, please do not be a lil bitch and take anything from them nor myself, this including asforementioned, headcanons, etc. not cool. you're a lame egg and dogs don't love you if you do.
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❝ like all due respect , but that sounds fuckin’ stupid . ❞
SOFT ANGST STARTERS.
- ‘stay for me.’
- ‘what’s this between us?’
- ‘i don’t want your apology.’
- ‘you know i have feelings for you.’
- ‘yeah, i remember the drill.’
- ‘you’ve never hurt me. ever.’
- ‘then leave her/him/them. at home.’
- ‘i don’t believe it.’
- ‘this is breaking my heart.’
- ‘you met me at a very strange time in my life.’
- ‘what keeps you up at night?’
- ‘i wish you were here.’
- ‘i let you down.’
- ‘something strange happened here.’
- ‘you’re not safe here.’
- ‘i wasn’t ready to say goodbye.’
- ‘we are not the same, and never will be.’
- ‘don’t touch me.’
- ‘is it my fault?’
- ‘i’m not like them.’
- ‘i forgot my name again.’
- ‘i don’t know who i am.’
- ‘your fear of looking stupid is holding you back.’
- ‘are you still alive?’
- ‘i don’t like being told what to do.’
- ‘am i making you uncomfortable?’
- ‘nobody cares if you don’t go to the party.’
- ‘it was supposed to be fun, and you ruined it.’
- ‘where the hell are my friends?’
- ‘stop pretending life doesn’t terrify you.’
a true queen.
thank goodwill and the 1980s.
okay, gather round children.
it’s not confirmed nor denied that canon hanky give you a spanky panky had a wife or not. BUT ! at his desk, there’s a sticker that said “if i wanted to be ignored, i’d talk to my ex-wife.” ofc this could just b a joke about whatever, but i was like hmmm time to add some depth to this little crusted musted dusted old man. so i gave him a wife. she’s also the mother of cole and i named her laurel. they divorced a short while after cole’s death. i could write a whole thing about her and his relationship with her at some point. that’d b fun.
bottle tilts / he drinks . SILENT & STILL . it’s meadow season’s evening , when rose and lavender and washes of burnt orange replace blue . put something in his system more often , he’ll smile . that’s not all there was to it , though , given fairness . from his chest / to his throat / out his lips / comes the softest laugher , no more than a release of HOT AIR . hollow , gentle . ❝ yeah ? gotta say , hell’uva line y’droppin’ on me . ❞ a nervous bite .
and there , with his tongue stilled , he can taste the remnants of something JOYOUS and UNFAMILIAR . tension churning deep and low , his visceral stayed ENTANGLED WITH HONEY . fingers pull at a curl not bound up , ( AND HE’S UNFLINCHING TO HER NEARNESS ) . and even if JUST FOR A SECOND STRONG / TENDER / SOFT / PRODIGIOUS . ‘neath pastel colors genuine gratitude and softest are laced into his usually gruff tonalities .
head tilts towards her like gentle sunlight . searching intricate across her face . PORCELAIN , SWEET . he smiles . ❝ well, i like havin’ a reason to .
❞