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More Gavin Reed Headcanons
More Gavin Reed Headcanons:
Work
-He isn’t well liked by his coworkers and he doesn’t try to change their opinions
-He’s good at his job though so he has that going for him
-He doesn’t have a partner
Connor/Gavin (convin? gavor??)
-Nobody saw this coming. The entire precinct was almost as surprised as they were when they started dating.
-He immediately regrets all the times he antagonized Hank because everyone knows Hank’s adopted Connor, and how protective he is of him
-He still calls Connor mean names but they lack the venom they had before and they become strangely affectionate
-He convinces Connor to stop being so polite and call him names back
-A conversation between these two can be seen as passive aggressive flirting or mutual distaste depending on how well you know them.
-Chris jokingly reveres Connor as a saint for managing to wrap two of the most hard to get along with people in the precinct around his finger, and silently prays he works his magic on Fowler next
Childhood/Family
-He was a really friendly kid, the complete opposite of who he is an adult
-He and Elijah were best friends when they were little. They were bullied a lot but stuck together until Elijah’s intelligence propelled him through school, leaving Gavin by himself
-The more Elijah excelled, the less time he spent with Gavin and the more his parents seemed to forget he existed, causing him to slowly resent Elijah until it became outright hatred.
-The scar on his nose is from the big fight he had with his family before he was disowned. It got physical and Elijah punched him, breaking his glasses and cutting him.
-Don’t worry, he landed a few good hits too
-If they ever met again they wouldn’t be able to get along and would probably end up punching each other again
-The fight took place on the day of his graduation from high school. His parents promised to go but then didn’t show.
-He found out his brother had won some stupid award for one of his projects and they stood him up to support Elijah
-After the fight he barely managed to survive and go to school at the same time. He spent most of his time working or studying
Other
-He loves Seafood
-Actually If you made him shrimp scampi over angel hair pasta with extra lemon in the sauce he would be nice to you for a whole week he loves it that much
-He can cook but it takes way too long. He makes simple macaroni it takes six hours to boil a noodle (very relatable, to be honest)
-He likes his coffee strong and sweet with no creamer
-He has glasses like his brother but he wears contacts because the glasses make him look too much like Elijah
-His eyes are blue (another trait he shares with his brother) but his contacts are green
-He’s the kind of guy who gets up early to run before work
-I’m adding ABBA to his playlist because the thought of him half-asleep mumbling/singing along to Dancing Queen while burning scrambled eggs at 7am makes me smile
-He’s very petty and won’t hesitate to get revenge for the smallest things
Chapters: 4/?
Fandom: Detroit: Become Human (Video Game)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Connor/Gavin Reed
Characters: Connor (Detroit: Become Human), Gavin Reed, Jeffrey Fowler, Hank Anderson, Chris Miller (Detroit: Become Human)
Additional Tags: Slow Burn, hopefully, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, detective stuff, usually people say it’s gonna heat up?, well this time things are gonna get cold, it’s funny because you have no context
Summary:
“Congratulations, Detective, I’ve finally found you a partner.”
With Hank, and most of the DPD, out of commission, that leaves only Connor and Gavin to investigate a series of brutal android murders.
Nobody is going to be happy with this situation.
Some Gavin Reed Headcanons
Work
-He’s a jerk to most everyone he works with but despite that, he can still be nice and sympathetic. He’s really good at talking to victims and witnesses.
Family
-Is related to Elijah Kamski. They’re brothers. (Both were played by the same guy which is where I get this idea from. They were both born in 2002 so I messed with the numbers and made Gavin a year older) Gavin was disowned (some big fight that he refuses to talk about) and he hates his brother with a burning passion that could rival the heat of the sun.
-Also his parents favored Elijah (apparently he graduated university and founded CyberLife when he was 16?!) and Gavin hated being overlooked as the ‘dumb sibling’ just because his brother has a freakishly high IQ
Romance
-He hasn’t dated anyone seriously since college
-He’s a low key romantic (holding hands, watching the stars together, walking on the beach at midnight, etc.) but he’s actually terrible at being romantic (he gets too flustered easily)
-Bisexual
Android (and Connor) Related
-Most of his hatred of androids comes from the fact that his brother made them
-His initial hatred for Connor came from that plus the worry that he could be replaced by an android detective after he worked so hard with no support to get where he was.
-He cools down towards androids post game (assuming the peaceful ending where everyone lives) but he still antagonizes Connor for a while before their relationship improves
-I kinda ship him with Connor (I’m a sucker for redemption arc + slow burn + enemies to friends to lovers; I can’t help it)
Other
-When he drinks too much you might think 'oh no he’s probably an angry drunk’ but he’s actually kinda sad when he’s drunk (also forgets to keep up his asshole persona and might accidentally say something nice)
-He loves those old cult classic movies like Heathers, Dawn of the Dead, Scream, etc.
-He also likes older music like Green Day (not a fan of the music he grew up hearing on the radio)
Detroit Become Human Headcanons So I Can Keep Track Of Them
Characters:
Connor: 1 2 (Image: Connor’s Axolotl) 3
Markus: 1
Other: 1 (Josh, Simon, Ralph) 2 (Elijah, RK900, Amanda) 2 (Gavin + Elijah)
World Related:
Androids as a Whole:
1 (Reproduction, Cyberlife, Illnesses) 2 (Senses, Injuries, Birthdays)
Yet More Gavin Reed Headcanons
Work
-He doesn’t talk about himself at all aside from the occasional bit of information
-Nobody really knows anything about him
-Always manages to wriggle his way out answering a personal question.
Other
-Gavin is proficient in Irish Step Dancing (this glorious Headcanon is all anon’s fault and I love them for it)
-He learned from a girlfriend in college. She danced in competitions back home with her friends
-She’s from Ireland, and she met him while studying abroad for a year in the US
-Even after they broke up when she went home, they remained good friends (She’s also like… his only friend? He’s not good at making them if you had t noticed)
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-He has a cat
-He’s affectionate to everyone BUT Gavin
-He still loves his cat anyway
-His fur is medium length with dark brownish-orange coloring. The paws and legs are black and the eyes are gold/yellow.
-He named him JD
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-Gavin drives an older car like Hank does
-He’s had it since his school days but he’s attached
Connor/Gavin
-He tried to get Connor to dance a duet with him once
-Connor couldn’t keep up (not enough qtes in the world could help him)
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I can’t believe Gavin Reed of all people is the reason why I’m making an OC for this fandom how did this happen??
Gavin: hey con you at the office yet?
Connor: I always arrive first on Sundays, Gavin, you know I’m already here. You aren’t driving are you?
Gavin: do nt worry im not that dumb
Gavin: i pulled into a parking lot
Gavin: traffic is bad so im walking
Gavin. should be there in 20 minutes
Gavin: can you check something for me?
Connor: Of course I can. What do you need?
Gavin: i need you to check something on my computer
Gavin: password is jds fave movie + the year I was born
Gavin: i need you to submit the report i did last night before fowler comes in
Gavin: im pretty sure i forgot to submit last night
Connor: You know Captain Fowler hates late reports. How do you keep forgetting them?
Gavin: hey i was tired so fucking sue me just help me out
Connor: Don’t worry Gavin, I’m already logged in. You did in fact forget to submit your report. I’ll take care of it.
Gavin: im so lucky you get there before everyone else
Gavin: see you in 15 minutes
Gavin: <3
Connor chuckled at Gavin’s response and submitted the report. Captain Fowler would be a happy man when he arrived later. After logging back off the terminal, he went to make coffee. Whenever Hank had a day off, he arrived before everyone else and made coffee. It usually put everyone in a good mood when the aroma of fresh hot coffee greeted them in the morning.
He set up both reservoirs and added one scoop of decaf to the smaller one for Chris and three scoops of normal coffee to the larger one for everyone else.
He checked the time when the coffee machine finished the brewing cycle. Gavin would arrive in about six minutes, Captain Fowler would arrive in another ten at maximum, followed by Chris, Officer Wilson, Officer Person and Officer Chen. Everyone else tended to trickle in at nine in the morning.
Connor filled Gavin’s favorite mug with coffee and two packets of sugar, the way he liked it, and went to wait for him near the door. The warmth of the coffee felt nice against his hands. It reminded him of how warm Gavin’s hands were when they were walking to his car the previous night.
Connor was dragged violently out of his thoughts when the door slid open and someone barreled into his shoulder. Hot coffee splashed all over his front. Luckily the coffee mug landed on his foot before skidding across the floor, remaining unbroken.
“Watch where you’re going, plastic abomination!” Connor stepped back from the mess of coffee on the floor and located the source of the disturbance. A facial scan revealed Maxson, Arthur born 03/14/09, no criminal record. DPD employee as of the previous morning.
He must have processed for too long. Officer Maxson didn’t appear to appreciate his lack of reply, and grabbed ahold of his collar, pushing him against the wall.
“The fuck are you staring at me for, android?” Connor’s LED flashed red. Not only was he covered in coffee, now his tie was out of place and he couldn’t fix it until he let him go. It was such a pleasant morning, too.
“I would like to remind you that assaulting an android holds the same weight as assaulting a human, Officer. It would be in your best interests to release me now.”
“Or what?”
“Or I’ll be forced to detain you for assault. You’ll very likely lose your job.”
“You think anyone cares what happens to a machine? I bet I could destroy you right now. Nobody would miss you. No one in their right mind would choose you over a real person.” Connor almost couldn’t believe the audacity of this man. Most people who hated androids learned to keep the opinion to themselves after the majority of the public sided with the androids. Had he been living under a rock for the past two years?
“May I remind you again that androids the same rights as you? We are more than just machines, And yes, there are people who care for me and would be very upset if you damaged me in any way.”
Maxson still didn’t let him go. Connor was worried he may actually attempt to hurt him when he raised his fist. He was already analysing his options for escaping and subduing him when the door slid open.
“What the hell is going on here?”
“Good morning Gavin,” Connor said evenly, all tension leaving his arms. Arthur Maxson was a lucky man.
“This asshole was bothering me,” Maxson insisted, finally letting go of Connor’s shirt. Connor took a few steps away from him and fixed his tie. The fabric was damp. If the coffee stains ruined his favorite tie, Officer Maxson would very quickly learn what happened when he decided to ‘bother him’.
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Normally, Gavin was the third person to arrive at the precinct on Sundays, unless he managed to beat Captain Fowler to the building. He was an early riser, after all. He was accustomed to walking into an almost empty office, so it was a very unpleasant surprise to see someone he didn’t recognize pinning his boyfriend to the wall on the other side of the glass door.
“What the hell is going on here?” He demanded after rushing to the door, just in time it appeared, to stop him from punching Connor. Connor was a mess. His clothes were stained with coffee, and the floor beneath them was sticky with still steaming liquid.
“Good morning Gavin,” Connor said without taking his eyes off the unknown man. He was wearing an officer’s uniform, but Gavin definitely didn’t know who he was.
“This asshole was bothering me,” the officer explained, releasing his grip on Connor’s collar.
‘Bothering you my ass,’ Gavin thought harshly.
“Hey, why don’t you go clean yourself up, dipshit,” he directed at Connor. “You look terrible like that.” He punctuated his words with a half smile– he was too angry to muster anything else.
Connor looked him in the eye and sent a silent thanks his way.
“I apologize, Officer Maxson. Perhaps we can continue this conversation at a later date.” He excused himself quickly and made for the break room. It would never cease to amaze and annoy him that Connor would let people walk all over him like that. Gavin knew it was just him trying to avoid conflict; it took a lot to really make Connor snap, but when he did, he was a force to be reckoned with (he himself had found that out the hard way). He was all about remaining calm and professional even when he wanted to strangle someone.
“Fucking androids. Glad to see someone here can put these things in their place.” The officer smiled, and Gavin’s blood boiled. “My name is Arthur Maxson, nice to meet you.” He extended his hand for a handshake and looked surprised when Gavin gripped it like a vice, tugging him close enough so that only they could hear his words.
“You’re new around here, Maxson, so I’m going to give you a little friendly advice, got it?” The officer nodded slowly.
“The only two people in this precinct who can talk to him like that are me, and Lieutenant Anderson. If I ever catch you call him anything that isn’t Detective Anderson, I’m reporting you. And if you ever touch him like that again you better fucking pray to god Connor holds me back.”
“Why do you care what I do to it? It’s just a machine!”
“Watch what you say about my boyfriend, Maxson. He’s more than a fucking machine, and unlike you, isn’t replaceable. And don’t think you can get away with it when I’m not here either. His old man got away with decking an FBI agent on his behalf. Hank will be all over your ass if you even breathe in his direction.”
Maxson’s lip curled back with disgust, but he seemed to have some self preservation instinct. Gavin allowed him to yank his hand free and retreat. He groaned when Maxson stomped over to the desk connected to his, then wondered if this was how his coworkers felt about him sometimes. If so, he finally understood.
He made sure to glare at the man on his way by to check on Connor. He was standing over the sink, rinsing his tie off. His jacket was folded and sitting on the counter.
“You alright?”
“I’m fine, but my shirt is ruined. I don’t think I should wear this today but I don’t have anything else to change into.”
“You tried to run the self cleaning function didn’t you?” Connor nodded. “They don’t say this in the adverts but their amazing self cleaning clothes are shit at removing coffee stains. If you want I can lend you my jacket to wear over the shirt.”
“That would be nice, thank you.”
“I tried talking some sense into that guy,” he said as he shrugged off his jacket, holding it up while Connor slipped his arms through the sleeves. “Not too sure if it’ll stick.”
“You didn’t have to do that, Gavin, I’m perfectly capable of handling myself.” Connor zipped the jacket and turned. He looked amazing in his jacket.
“I know you are, but I also know you won’t. You’re too damn polite. You should have put him in his place.”
“I don’t want to cause unnecessary friction.” Connor’s LED flashed for a second. “Besides, there are other ways to fight back without violence or raising my voice.”
“…what did you do?”
“I hacked the coffee dispenser. If anyone matching the DNA marker I pulled from my collar tries to use it, it will only serve decaf.”
“You sneaky bastard. God, that’s fucking brilliant.”
“I know,” Connor said smugly.
Connor x Gavin Soulmate AU I Guess
I don’t normally like Soulmate AUs but a post listing all the different AUs popped up on my dash and the one about feeling each other’s pain caught my attention.
“Hello Gavin, Officer Chen,” Connor said as he entered the break room.
“Hey Connor, what are you up to?”
“Hank told me to take a break. He said I was working too hard and it was giving him a headache.” Connor sat in the free chair across from Gavin and pulled his phone out. He didn’t really need it for communication, but Connor was very fond of playing games.
“Hey Connor, lemme see your phone.”
“Why? Did you want to play a game?”
“Maybe I just want to look around.” He shrugged. Connor slid the phone across the table.
“I don’t think you’ll find anything interesting but sure, It’s all yours, Detective.” Gavin leaned over the phone and was greeted with the familiar sight if an old enemy.
“You have Candy Crush on here? That game hasn’t been relevant since I was a kid.”
“I like it,” Connor shrugged. “It’s fun.”
Gavin rolled his eyes. Figures Connor would find something so frustrating enjoyable. “Not so much after you spend fucking month trying to beat a single level.”
“Perhaps you just lacked the skills to play?”
“You can just say he sucks, Anderson,” Tina chimed in.
“Hey, it’s not my fault they hide the damn bomb candy behind three layers of whipped cream.” Just for old times sake, he tapped on the last level he remembered playing, and quickly lost in nine turns. Just like old times indeed. He exited the game and scrolled through the other open apps on his phone, settling on the gallery.
“Why are there so many pictures of your pets on here?”
“I only take pictures of things I love.”
Gavin wrinkled his nose at a picture of Angela. ‘Planktivorous my ass,’ he thought, eyeing Connor with the corner of his eye in case he somehow knew he was talking shit about his favorite fish.
Ten minutes later he was still looking at pictures of his fish. God, there must have a couple hundred pictures of his pets on there. He let out a sharp laugh at a picture of Loki tipping over the pen holder on Hank’s desk.
“Loki would never, isn’t that what you said?”
“I can neither confirm nor deny.”
He swiped to the next picture, startled to see his own grumpy face staring back at him. The next had Connor in the frame as well, attempted to make him smile by forcing one side of his mouth to curve up with his finger. His lip twitched into a real smile when he remembered when it was taken, though. The next few pictures were of him as well, going on for at least another hundred, most of them candids.
“Damn, you have a lot of pictures of me in here. Watch it or I might start thinking you like me or something.”
Tina suddenly choked on her coffee, starting Gavin and Connor out of their own little world.
“You okay Tina?”
“Y-yeah, I’m–” she coughed again, and cleared her throat. “I’m okay.”
general opinion: fall in a hole and die | don’t like them | eh | they’re fine I guess | like them! | love them | actual love of my life
hotness level: get away from me | meh | neutral | theoretically hot but not my type | pretty hot | gorgeous! | 10/10 would bang
hogwarts house: gryffindor | slytherin | ravenclaw | hufflepuff
best quality: He’s got a soft side :)
worst quality: He acts like an asshole. all. the. time.
ship them with: Connor <3
brotp them with: Chris, bros for life
needs to stay away from: Perkins. I can’t really explain why because it has to do with something I haven’t written yet, but Perkins can just… die…
misc. thoughts: Kinda funny but my first playthrough I kept forgetting who he was when he popped up on screen, I was literally like ‘who?? The fuck??? Are you???’ during ‘Last Chance, Connor’ and it was fanfiction and tumblr that showed me how dumb I was because I didn’t recognize my actual favorite character when I met him
Hey, surprise, more prompts
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When Gavin slowly blinked himself awake, he wasn’t expecting to have roughly one hundred pairs of tiny eyes watching him. He couldn’t help it, he shrieked, and accidentally flailed off the bed. Rubbing his head where it hit the corner of the bed on the way down, he glared hard at the elaborate fish tank, cursing Connor’s fascination with fish.
“Gavin? I heard yelling. Is everything alright?”
Connor poked his head into the bedroom, looking perplexed to find Gavin on the floor.
“Your stupid sharks are watching me,” he accused, pointing his finger in the direction of the large congregation of android sharks.
“They like you.”
“They want to take a bite out of me, that’s what they want to do!”
“They’re androids, Gavin, they don’t require organic nutrients to sustain them.”
“Well, that one in particular looks like he’s sick of thirium pellets!” He eyed a tiny shark with a large gaping mouth. Connor looked scandalized.
“Angela would never do that. Basking Sharks are planktivorous.”
“You’re missing the point, Connor.” Gavin hauled himself to his feet, not taking his eyes off the sharks. He walked backwards towards the dresser and grabbed his clothes off the top, Connor shaking his head the entire time. “I’m watching you in particular, Angela. One fin outta line and it’s–” he pointed his finger at the tank in the shape of a gun, “pew. Angela fin soup for dinner.”
“Gavin, please,” Connor tried to sound upset, but his lips were twitching the way they did when he was trying not to smile. “I would appreciate it if you didn’t threaten my fish.”
“Hey, you try waking up with a bunch of nightmares drooling over you.” He pulled his clothes on quickly and all but ran out of the room. The sharks followed him into the hallway, and then into the kitchen. If he didn’t hate it so much, he may have been impressed by the large water system that ran through the entire apartment. Breakfast was just as unnerving as waking up had been. He only managed to choke down one piece of toast and his coffee before it was too much.
Gavin wasn’t overly saddened about leaving Connor’s apartment, and subsequently, one hundred sharks behind. He was certain Angela fucking winked at him on the way out the door, too. With his bag over his shoulder and another coffee in hand, he definitely didn’t rush out the door. He was about to reach into the pocket of his jacket for his keys when Connor’s voice reached him over the parking lot.
“Gavin, wait!” Connor came jogging after him, skidding to a halt right before bumping into him.
“What’s up?”
“Aren’t you forgetting something?” Gavin did a quick mental replay of his morning. Almost killed by sharks, got dressed, made coffee, ate toast… Oh! He set his coffee on top of the car and leaned up to kiss Connor goodbye.
“Can’t believe I forgot.”
Connor’s face flushed with thirium. “I meant this,” he held out his upturned palm with Gavin’s car keys resting on it. “But thanks.”