#Iasip Fanfic

[star-girl-05]

Officer Reynolds

Dennis Reynolds x Reader

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“Where did you get that?”, after all these years you would think nothing would surprise you anymore, and yet almost everyday there's something new. Today's newest thing is Dennis dressed in a cop uniform, holding a grey cat. 

“Frank got it” he did a twirl letting you take in his appearance fully, and you have to admit he looked good. “Sprang for all the bells and whistles.” he lifts up the baton hanging off his hip spinning it in his hand before pocketing it once more. 

“Why?” 

“We got a cop car and we can’t go driving it around in civilian clothes”

“Ah, I see” you had more questions, like why on earth did you guys buy a cop car but you keep your mouth shut. Knowing that the answer would only raise more questions. “If you bought a cop car shouldn’t you be riding it it and not here” 

“Maybe I just wanted to see you”, now it’s all starting to make sense. 

“Is Officer Reynolds hoping for a quickie?” Dennis smirks at the nickname immediately making his way over to you. 

“When I said Frank sprang for the bells and whistles that includes handcuffs” He suggestively twirls the silver cuffs around his finger. 

“Well hurry up and read me my rights before the others come back.” The two of you quickly head to the back office. Dennis gives agent Bower a pet on his head before setting him on a bar stool. 

“Stay here agent bower, this is a solo mission”

[bigcitymac]

many, including myself, wonder how on earth the gang could've acquired a cybertruck. here's how:

mac and dennis were fucking nasty style in the back of a dubiously acquired cybertruck.

it was a bucket-list item, you see, to make love in a vehicle together. the fact of mac's having previously done so while he hadn't enraged dennis immensely, so he set about to righting the natural order of things. he needed to wash the memory of mac's previous vehicular endeavours from the other man's brain, so dennis planned an encounter so intensely sexual it would have to be excluded from the 'dennis reynolds: an erotic life' sequel (working title: 'dennis reynolds 2 erotic for tv') that was in the works. so dangerous and tantalizing that not even the triple x sites would have anything to do with it.

it was to be hot and wet and gut-wrenching, a decadent scene of slippery oil and blood and sweat and tears, that would blow any of mac's history out of the water. but it couldn't take place in the range rover, of course not, that was too high brow for the likes of mac and the things dennis would do to him. a cybertruck was the next obvious choice, and dennis knew just where to get it.

so, dennis made some calls, made some threats, and made some love, not necessarily in that order, but all the same it landed him inside the shockingly large-yet-cramped vehicle with mac utterly at his mercy. they were both lubricated up like marine birds after an oil spill, with vats of oil to spare in the truck bed, parked by a beautiful boat-ramp just off the river so they could make glorious, glorious love with a view of the sun setting over golden waves.

the cybertruck, not famed for its superior usability, encountered an issue where a software glitched caused the parking break to fail. so engrossed in their passionate lovemaking, neither mac nor dennis noticed the vehicle rolling until water began to rise against the windows. unable to withstand a single steel ball thrown with the measly force of a 50 year-old billionaire, the cybertruck's windows didn't stand a chance against the superior pressure of the schuylkill.

windows cracked and begun to leak, alerting the golden god and his most devout of their precarious situation. frantically they tried to plug the holes with some brand new, sweatshop-made paddy's pub official t-shirts (purchased for an unrelated scam but pertinent to the current scenario).

it was no use, the stainless steel monster was quickly taking on water. mac and dennis had no choice but to scramble through one of the broken windows, leaving their ill-gotten truck to sink beneath the unforgiving waves, oil, t-shirts, and all.

dripping in water, utterly nude, and not yet having reached the epic climax dennis had so carefully laid the groundwork for, the two men shared a knowing look as the enormous hunk of metal finally disappeared, shrugged, and, assuming the problem had taken care of itself, turned to find themselves a new car to break in.

what they didn't realize, however, was that the low quality oil perfectly preserved their fingerprints (and whole-body prints). that, alongside the dozen-or-so boxes of paddy's pub t-shirts, would be more than enough to convict not only the pair of them, but the rest of the gang, as well.

dennis had acquired the truck after blackmailing the owner of the company, the very man who he once had an erotic encounter with during their time at penn. once the glaringly shiny cybertruck was delivered, dennis of course was obligated to show it off to everyone, first and foremost, the gang. which he did with the utmost air of superiority, pleased that he had gotten himself (another) beautiful vehicle, but equally as pleased by getting to blackmail a scorned former lover. the gang were utterly awed and appropriately jealous, so dennis allowed them to check out the sweet ride before growing tired of their grubby hands all over his gleimmering new truck, and loading up with mac to go home.

the next day, as always, there was a scam to be done, so dennis, mac, and charlie climbed aboard the great, gleaming vessel and went about their plan. stop one was under the bridge to load up several large barrels of oil that charlie had stashed months previously -to what end, neither mac nor dennis could say. charlie and mac hauled in the oil while dennis watched from the sideline, critique their lifting form, ogling mac's muscled body, and examining his cuticles in turn.

charlie had some incomprehensible business to conduct with someone called 'shifty sullivan' and remained behind. mac and dennis left him behind with the twitchy-looking beanpole of a man and set off to their next stop; this being a back-alley between an illegally operating clothing manufacturer and a weed-infested strip of tarmac that was used for rickety, little, decades-old, private planes to take off from and land on. it was there that they picked up the boxes of paddy's pub t-shirts from a man with a thick accent who refused to let them inside the door.

goods acquired, mac and dennis patted themselves on the back and headed in the direction of home, closing the door on the man shouting after them about getting a 'guaranteed payment or else.'

their last stop was a boat-ramp not too terribly far from their apartment building.

a day after the sinking of the cybertruck, philadelphia residents began noticing a strange filmy quality to the water of the schuylkill river, absurd amounts of dead fish floating belly-up, and several heaping mounds of strange green material washing up on the shore. it was not long before police were called, and even shorter thereafter that a pair of tow-trucks hauled out the oversized, overweight, sunken cybertruck. the interior was oil-slick and stained with various bodily fluids, and a family of severely ill crabs living inside the open glove compartment.

in the frunk was a myriad of ropes, tape, zipties, and other items that police could only assume was supplies for a worryingly disturbing abduction.

understandably disturbed, philly's finest launched an investigation into their troubling recovery.

now, stainless steel is not fingerprint-resistant, so dee reynolds' abnormally large prints were not only highly prevalent all over the truck-body, but were, in fact, so large that it was not even a challenge for police to spot them.

charlie kelly's dna was retrieved from the several vats of oil in the bed. fingerprints, and strangely enough, dried saliva lined the rim of several of the containers.

an invoice issued to one frank reynolds was still perfectly preserved inside a plastic cover taped to the outside of one of the sodden cardboard boxes that also turned up ashore.

mac mcdonald was linked to the truck by way of an errant wallet containing: one expired id, three one-dollar bills, and a clearly aged business card from south philadelphia's leading gay bar with an out-of-service phone number scrawled on the back along with the message i won't tell if you won't ;)

dennis reynolds' name was on the ownership papers.

none of this investigation was actually needed, however, because a tall, slim, disgruntled man that claimed to be a mistreated business partner -from a business he adamantly refused to name- came to police unprompted to implicate all aforementioned criminals.

it was an open-and-shut case, in the end. the suspects were tried and sentence with expediency rarely seen from the philadelphia police and justice system. just like that, several misdemeanours were tacked on to the gang's already astonishingly lengthy records.

now, down one cybertruck and up 100 court-ordered hours of community service (and short one mind-blowing vehicular orgasm), the gang needed to find some suckers to scam into overstating actual served hours. it'd be tricky; there weren't that many people in the great city of philadelphia that remained un-scorned by the gang at some point or another.

within a few days, letters showed up, addressed to each of them, with a list of possible community service options:

1. volunteers at a fundraiser for children with terminal illness (rejected: 'what if we catch something and die!'),

2. collecting items and donations for the foodbank (rejected: 'i will not have people believing me to be one of the needy!'),

3. freeway cleanup (rejected: 'we did that already, boners. it blows. like mac.'),

4. volunteering at a local school (rejected: '100 hours with annoying little-- wait... you guys this actually might work!).

willard r. abbott elementary school: volunteer for a full day elementary school experience. engage in learning, games, activities and interact with both our bright young students and our passionate learning professionals. your time, skills and enthusiasm in volunteering, you help make our school and our city a vibrant and rewarding place to live, work and play.

it seemed too good to be true, a bunch of overworked teachers, too burnt out on dealing with their overflowing classes of ill-mannered children to spend too much time hassling volunteers. leaving said volunteers ample opportunity for various schemes and scams and slacking off in the background.

(what wouldn't be in the fine print was the multitude of cameras present at the school, which certainly posed an issue for on particular member of the gang with several bench warrants for sexual misconduct, a notable history of felonious behaviour, and a face that has been in the past likened to registered sex offender wendell albright.

this would leave dennis stranded and hopping from closest, to bathroom, back to closet to avoid said cameras, and worst of all, this would force dennis to relinquish scheme lead to mac, who, like the cybertruck, was not famed for his superior skill set despite loudly and constantly claiming to be the best.

what could possibly go wrong?)

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(i'll be honest u guys, this really got away from me. but i was loling the entire time anyway. insp by this post, several tweets and other posts wondering where tf the gang could possibly get a cybertruck, and my own ponderings about this set of freaks and their particular hobbies. but in any event, i hope u enjoyed)

[jigsawbarbie]

part 2/2 of my mac/dennis “past lives” (2023) AU is finished, so if mutual pining and right person, wrong time is your kind of thing, it can be read here <3

here’s a snippet:

He wants Mac, maybe he’s always wanted him, he wants him all to himself, and Dennis has always been terribly selfish. Terribly, brutally honest, too, but contrary to all of that, he isn’t feeling terribly brave right now.

“I don’t think that makes it any less gay,” Mac scoffs, and if Dennis was feeling braver, he’d probably take the leap to close the gap between them and swallow his best friend’s denial and pride and fear of God, if he could.

The thing is, that’s fucking horrifying. That’s like jumping into the ocean without a life vest, simply hoping the sharks won’t find him before he freezes to death. So, he does the stupid thing he tells himself will hurt less, the thing that isn’t burdened by uncertainty, but instead, one where he knows exactly what Mac is going to do.

Dennis does the thing he does best; he takes the one good thing he has, the one thing he finally found for himself and no one else, and he burns it to the fucking ground.

[xgardensinspace]

Hello, gays! :)

I'm making this my official "Coming-out-as-a-Charmac-shipper" post by sharing this mini cake I asked a friend to make for Valentine's xD It is very cute and I love!

Also also! I am participating in Fandom Trumps Hate (again)! :D This year I am offering fanart and fanfic for these fandoms: Harry Potter, Stranger Things, It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia (I'm the only one :,D), Pacific Rim (I'm ALSO the only one), Cobra Kai and South Park (I think also the only one...lmao). I am also offering fan labour for ANY fandom in the form of translating into Spanish, Mexico and USA-pick, theatre connoisseur, and general film or music sharing to help your cinephile and music nerd characters get fleshed out :)

If you know me, you already know I'm here for the rare pairs :,D But I'll leave a link to my username tag so you can find all the ships and info about what I'm offering. Here you go! Linkie :)

Cheers, and I hope we can work on some fun stuff together!

[aanalytic]

my fic for the sunny secret santa — a gift for @ratcoffin69 :,) your prompts were so fun to write for!! so stoked about this one and i hope you enjoy <3!!!

he's my brandy alexander (always gets me into trouble)

When a huge lightning bolt splits the late-evening sky, Dennis starts the timer in his head. He only gets to two seconds before a clap of thunder rips through the air, ear-splitting, earth-shaking. Two miles away. Too close.

(or, the power goes out, dennis reaches the end of his rope, and their problem-solving strategies leave something to be desired)

[theunknownpoetandrewfoster]

Ooh you lovely writer you, if you still take requests, may I humbly ask for Dennis being absolutely knocked flat by his prescribed medication side effects, and being embarrassed to admit he's been taking them/call in sick over it, trying to hide it but thus making the whole gang just more suspicious until it all culminates in either a confrontation or vulnerable breakdown of some sort, or something, idk. As much macden seasoning as you'd like. And if you're not taking requests or not feeling this one, carry on, have a wonderful day regardless. 💜

Apologies for the wait, anon, and I hope you enjoy! ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜

[macdykennis]

It's not gay to make out with your best friend if there's a girl watching, right?

[ocularpatd0wn]

For Mac, his father was an incomprehensible entity he tried to follow, obey, and please, but from whom he never received a clear sign, guidance, or reward for his efforts. Interestingly, this dynamic slightly reminded him of his relationship with God, so over the years, Mac convinced himself that perhaps, like religious belief, the love between a father and a son was an act of faith, something he had to believe in blindly despite having no tangible evidence of it. Even if his father had never said he loved him, he had to believe that he did and maintain his unwavering conviction despite everything.

(...)

It was well known by everyone that Mac insisted on acting as if he had a good relationship with his father, and trying to reason with him about reality was futile. In the occasions when the gang discussed childhood and the terror of the relationship between parents and children (which often resembled more a competition to see who had suffered more than a liberating release), Mac preferred to stay out of the fight, calling the others ungrateful brats, convinced that there was no worse offense than a child speaking ill of a parent. The rest found this facade ironic, as the absence of love and affection in his home was an open secret. No matter how fervently Mac tried to convince himself that he could find words of love in his mother's silences, or the alibis he sought to excuse the fact that his father had never dedicated words of affection to him, reality came to light in the form of cigarette burns that traversed his skin for not keeping quiet when he should have or the terror that glimpsed in his sincere eyes every time he recounted that his father had come home from prison.

Perhaps the stubbornness with which he clung to the idea that there was still room for love in his home stemmed from the fact that there was a time, during childhood, when Mac believed he had seen in his parents the potential to love and be loved (perhaps not towards him, but between them), although over time that certainty seemed increasingly elusive. He also felt that his father had set a countdown for him to become someone he wasn't, a deadline to discover how he should be, and as the years approached the end of the deadline he had been given, resentment and disappointment had grown inside his father, who never looked at him with even a hint of tenderness again. It was as if during childhood he had had certain suspicions about his son that adolescence had ended up confirming, and the hope that he would change and become what he wished he would be had been buried beneath the certainty that his son was a disappointment.

All Luther seemed to want to give Mac were cold stares, silence, insults, or blows. Mac couldn't even keep alive the hope that, even if he couldn't love him, perhaps in his return his parents would find a way to reconcile to be happy together again, as the only words they exchanged were grunts and insults. The longest sentences Mac heard his father direct at his mother were always about him, blaming her for how she had raised him while he had been absent, pointing out the great disappointment he had become.

"If I had been here, none of this would have happened," he heard his father say one afternoon when he came home from school. He had muttered the words under his breath, but loud enough for Mac to hear from the entrance. "That's what happens when kids grow up without a father to teach them how a man should behave." Mac closed the door behind him silently and walked to his room, pretending not to have heard anything. For a moment, he fantasized about his mother coming to his defense, explaining to his father how he had been a good son during the time he hadn't been there to take care of them, how he had protected her and made money selling drugs at school, but, unfortunately, Ms. Mac only let out a sigh of exasperation and continued smoking her cigarette in complete silence.

Deprived of protection from his mother and feeling increasingly rejected by his father, Mac could only obsess over the fact that the insults Luther directed at him every day now came laden with a new poison, trying to dig into already open wounds instead of drawing new scars. His insinuations seemed to want to reveal that he knew how he felt for Dennis, that he was aware of his desires and impulses. It was as if, despite being locked up in prison for most of his teenage years, his father had had access to every episode of his life, as if he were an omnipresent entity who saw and knew everything.

(...)

That night, sleeping hugged by Dennis on that wide couch, Mac dreamed of his father's stern gaze, and the insults he had heard him utter to his mother repeated over and over again in an agonizing nightmare. Therefore, once morning came and he had said goodbye to his friend, Mac went to church to confess, anxious to find relief, forgiveness, or guidance to lighten the burden that had embedded itself in his being, convinced that if God didn't punish him for the feelings that settled in his stomach when sleeping embraced by Dennis, it would be his father who would detect them as soon as he saw him and would scold him for it. As he uttered the words "forgive me, Father, for I have sinned," his mind evoked the image of Luther on the other side of the confessional, wanting to believe that his words and the forgiveness that would be granted to him upon reciting the Hail Marys that the priest deemed necessary could be transmitted to his father by the grace of God.

(this is an excerpt of a fanfic i'm writing!! i wanted to share this snippet where i reflect on mac's relationship with luther during his adolescence. i thought you guys might like to read it even if you don't want to read the whole fic!!

but in case you do want to read it... here it is: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48676942/chapters/122787364 <3)

[takkarulz]

A draw based on my fanfic made by my love @mapaches-posts

He was the one who came with the idea of shipping Dee Reynolds with Naoya Zenin and the ship was so good we obsessed about it (˶ˆᗜˆ˵)

[eternal-sunshine-222]

IT'S ALWAYS SUNNY IN PHILADELPHIA MASTERLIST

Hello! My name is Kandi and I am an aspiring author. In this masterlist you can find all my works for this series linked under their respective characters. I write for the characters listed but I will make exceptions if requested. Thank you and happy reading!

CHARLIE KELLY

-coming soon!

DENNIS REYNOLDS

-coming soon!

DEANDRA "DEE" REYNOLDS

-coming soon!

RONALD "MAC" MCDONALD

-coming soon!

This masterlist along with my others will be updated any time a new fic is dropped or in the process of being worked on.

[starnyart]

Short origin story about my OC meeting Charlie at Paddy's Pub. She's secretly a mythical creature, but Charlie doesn't know. How will he find out, and what will he think of her secret?

[jigsawbarbie]

did anyone ask for a macdennis x "Past Lives" (2023) AU? no?... well, now it exists.

aka: canon divergence angst of mac and dennis growing up together, falling out and falling back into each other all over again, told in two parts, and the first chapter can be read here. the inspiration is heavy, but knowledge of the film is not necessary :)

[timelessfools99]

Macdennis fic rec - season 13 ep the gang does a clip show. The gang alters reality and Mac and Dennis wake up in a reality where they are in a long term sexual loving relationship.

[aanalytic]

super stoked for y’all to get to read the rest of this!! out soon <3!!!

[theunknownpoetandrewfoster]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Mac McDonald/Dennis Reynolds Characters: Mac McDonald, Dennis Reynolds, Brian Jr. (It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia) Additional Tags: Sickfic, sick mac mcdonald, Sick Brian Junior, Nightmares, Hallucinations, Sick Character, Autistic Dennis Reynolds, Diabetic Dennis, Diabetes, Caring Dennis Reynolds, Caring Mac McDonald, Dennis Reynolds Has Big Feelings, Dennis Reynolds Loves Mac McDonald, Mac McDonald Loves Dennis Reynolds, Angst, Implied/Referenced Abuse, Vomiting, Unreliable Narrator, Fat Mac McDonald, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence Series: Part 5 of Room 205 Summary:

When both Brian and Mac fall ill with the flu, Dennis stays home to take care of them. Angst ensues.

[macdykennis]

mac and dennis play truth or dare :)