#Jeff Anderson fanfic

[tereresrock]

wake up children new uncle todd pic dropped

[kai-anderson-whore]

One night stand (smut) (jeff wald x fem reader)

Summary: you meet Jeff wald at a house party of some celebrity and get more than acquainted

Warnings: smut, p in v sex, cowgirl, oral (jeff receiving), alcohol, I think that's it.

A/n: this was a request on wattpad also its my bday today I'm officially 18 🥳🥳

Word count: 2k

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Blinding multicoloured lights flashed within the room of some rich guys house. You had been invited to a house party of some film star, you never really went to these sorts of things only being freshly new to the limelight.

You weren't a very social person, Unless you had a few drinks down you. So that's what you did now on your 3rd glass of alcohol starting to feel a buzz. It was very hot in the living room of this rich guys house. Pushing your way through the crowds of body's till you reached the balcony connecting to the room you were in previously feeling the fresh air hit you.

A soft sigh left your lips taking a small sip of your cocktail that you got from the bar within the house. Turning your head observing the area, seeing a few familiar faces talking amongst each other all laughing drunkenly or probably high you couldn't tell.

Suddenly your eyes landed on him Jeff wald. One of the top film producers of this decade. He was handsome to say the least his dark short shaggy hair that matched perfectly with his eyes that seemedso full of joy and life, the way he wore his crisp white shirt with a few buttons undone showing a little of his chest.

He was talking to another celebrity laughing at something they said to him. Turning his head finally locking eyes with you. Feeling the blush rise to your cheeks your finger traced the rim of your glass. Jeff kept his eyes on you but you turned your attention back to the view of the city lights that lit up the dark.

"Hi don't think I seen you here before" a voice caught your attention seeing it was Jeff. A small smile invaded your features, "I'm new to the whole showbiz thing" you said as Jeff pulled a cigarette packet out his blazer pocket offering you one which you took. "So what part of showbiz are you in?" He then asked taking a cigarette for himself lighting his up then yours.

"Modelling and a little acting nothing big" you shrugged blowing a cloud of smoke from your lips. Jeff was infatuated with you he thought you were so beautiful from the second he laid eyes on you. "I'm Jeff wald" he introduced you let out another smile giggling, Jeff felt his heart skip a beat hearing the way you giggle.

"I know I'm y/n y/l/n" you introduced back. Jeff's eyes widened a little remembering hearing your name on a newspaper of some sort of new talent. "I think i seen something about you in a newspaper" he said taking another drag of his cigarette. "Probably" you replied.

You and jeff spoke for hours taking your conversation somewhere quite with a bottle of whisky. You assumed that you were in one of the quest rooms of the house but that didn't really matter. You could still hear the music from downstairs blasting but not too loudly anymore from this end of the house.

You laid on your stomach on the bed your dress hiking up a little but enough for Jeff to notice. He sat down on the chair close to you pouring the bitter whisky into two glasses. Handing you one you took a sip grimacing at the taste. "So what kind of modelling do you do y/n" Jeff asked shifting in his seat.

"Just modelling for some brands like luxury clothing and that, originally it was supposed to be topless but my family wouldn't approve" Jeff listened to every word you spoke like there was something hidden within. "Better money doing brands" Jeff chuckled. "Yeah I didn't want to do topless anyway or I would have stayed back home in w/y/f".

About another hour and a half in you and jeff were a little drunk now both on the bed leaning against the pillows. Jeff had now taken his blazer off and undone the buttons on the arm of his shirt getting himself more comfortable. you kept giggling at story's Jeff told you about his job. Taking the almost finished bottle of whisky from Jeff's hand you took a sip spilling a little on yourself. "Oh shit" you chuckled wiping your chin and chest Jeff watched laughing.

"It's not funny jeff" you scolded trying to hold in your laughter but it was unsuccessful. Laughter filled the room you didn't realise you rested your head on Jeff's chest from laughing too much. Opening your eyes seeing Jeff looking down at you the mood in the room suddenly shifted. "Your really beautiful y/n" Jeff whispered moving a strand of hair away from your face.

"Yeah your not so bad yourself jeff" you teased now gaining a boost of confidence leaning up to press your lips to his. The kiss was soft your hand on his chest supporting yourself as you sat yourself up to straddle him. His hands roamed your thighs squeezing the bare skin there your dress rolled up exposing your ass.

A small gasp left your lips allowing Jeff to slip his tongue in your parted lips. Your hips grinding down on his growing erection, swallowing a groan from Jeff a smirk played on your lips knowing you had a effect on the film producer. Your small hands fiddling with the pearly white buttons of his shirt slowly exposing his upper half to you.

Your lips pulled away from his now plump ones, that same smirk still plastered your lips. Jeff watched your face like it was the last thing he would ever see. Your hands roaming his chest, your hips still teasingly rolling down on him. "I want you jeff" you seductively whispered.

A devilish smirk across Jeff's face, his rough hands removed your dress leaving you in your white soft satin undergarments. "Your so beautiful y/n" Jeff sighs before attaching his lips to your collarbone kissing up your neck.

Your hand on the nape of his neck holding him close, a moan leaving your lips as Jeff sucked on your sweet spot. Jeff continues his work on your neck and collarbone while his hands worked on taking your bra off peeling the flimsy fabric off your arms and on the floor.

You detached yourself from Jeff's lips. He looks at you with confusion as you shuffled yourself lower straddling his knees. Your soft delicate hands grazing over his lower stomach as you removed his pants and under. Jeff raised his hips up letting you slide the items of clothing  off and meet the same fate of the rest of the clothes.

Your hand wrapped around the length of his cock guiding your hand in small strokes. Jeff's breath hitched in the back of his throat as your lips placed small kisses on the tip then along the shaft. You couldn't help but smirk at the effect you had on his once more barely even touching him. Jeff felt like he was about to explode, bucking his hips desperate for some sort of release.

"Eager are we" you teased before taking him in your mouth. Looking up at him through your thick eyelashes his chest raising and falling, his dark eyes on you filled with lust and pleasure as you bobbed your head long his length, your tongue pressed flat against his shaft lips tightly secure giving him just the right amount of friction.

The sounds of Jeff's small moans and groans filled the room along of a string of praises of encouragement. You never missed a beat a sliver of drool connecting from your mouth to Jeff's cock as you pulled away for some air moving your hair over your shoulder then connecting back to his cock.

Your head continues to moving along his length swirling your tongue adding to his own pleasure. "Keep doing that I'm almost there" he groaned his hips slightly bucking up making you gag a little. Within a few more movements of your head Jeff let go in your mouth, you continue to Bob your head milking him through his orgasm swallowing every drop of his cum.

Removing yourself from Jeff you wiped away the remaining cum that was on the corner of your mouth, still remaining eye contact with Jeff licking it off your finger. Now standing off from the bed you wriggled out your panted completely bare for the man infront of you.

You never were one for one night stands sure you did it a couple of times but with Jeff you felt the urge to just have him. Crawling back on the bed your palms resting on his chest as you straddled him once again. Your lips connected with Jeff's once again hungrily erection formed as you teased him grinding down on him once again a moan left your lips as his tip brushed against your clit.

Once Jeff was fully hard you gripped the base of his cock lightly teasing him my dragging the tip along your slick wet folds. "Oh god I need to be inside you" he grunted out impatiently. A smile cracked from your lips lining him up with your entrance lowering yourself down on him.

You both moaned out in union his cock Stretching your walls out perfectly. "Fuck" you moaned out slowly riding him. Jeff's hands gripped your thighs his eyes watching how your breasts bounced. You could still hear the muffled music from downstairs not caring if anyone could hear as you gained a faster rhythm.

"You feel so good" Jeff groaned his hips assisting you with your fastening pace. One of his hands groping your breasts kneeding the flesh earning a louder moan from you. Your walls clenching around his cock desperately chasing your high.

You were sure by now anyone near the room you were in could here you both but neither of you cared, to lost in the moment. You couldn't hear the music anymore your mind was all fuzzy from lust and the euphoric feeling of Jeff. "Oh fuck" you moaned loudly your chest now pressed against his continuing to ride him.

Before you knew it you were laid back on the mattress, Jeff on top still inside you. Your legs hosted up on his shoulders, it felt uncomfortable at first but as he thrusted into you hitting places you never knew existed you got acquainted with the feeling. "Right there Jeff Oh fuck harder" you almost screamed.

Jeff complied with your request thrusted faster and harder. He was like a wild animal and you loved every second of it no one had ever made you feel like this you never wanted it to end. "I'm so close" you moaned out clenching your walls tighter around him. "Me too" he breathed out.

A few more thrusts you were like putty in his hands. Your head threw back mouth wide open practically screaming his name as you came over his cock. Jeff stopped for a moment to watch the beauty unfold infront of him mesmerised by how beautiful you looked coming undone under him.

His own thrusts got sloppy chasing his second orgasm pulling out and Cumming over your stomach. You felt limp and exhausted feeling Jeff collapse beside you gaining your breaths back. "I don't think I can move" you chuckled brushing your hair out your face. Your mascara staining your cheeks lipstick all smudged.

"Stay here tonight toni wouldn't mind" Jeff said grabbing a towel that laid on the table beside him handing it to you. "I wouldn't want to just stay here I barely knew the guy" you smiled cleaning yourself up feeling a little drunk still. "I'll stay too it will be fine" Jeff assured still a bit tipsy from the whisky.

"Fine" you yawned discarding the towel and laying back on the bed. You covered your naked body trying to get yourself comfortable. You felt Jeff wrap his arm around you from behind after he turned the light off. "Night y/n" he whispered placing a chaste kiss on the back of your head. "Night jeff" you smiled closing your eyes.

[evanslvr]

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• 𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙣 (𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙨𝙩)

• 𝙛𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧, 𝙗𝙖𝙗𝙮 (𝙀𝙓𝙋𝙇𝙄𝘾𝙄𝙏)

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𝙟𝙞𝙢𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜: 𝙣𝙤𝙣𝙚

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𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙘𝙤𝙢 𝙜𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙩: 𝙣𝙤𝙣𝙚

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𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙣 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙨: 𝙣𝙤𝙣𝙚

𝙢𝙖𝙭 𝙘𝙤𝙤𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙢𝙖𝙣: 𝙣𝙤𝙣𝙚

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𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙣 𝙗𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙨: 𝙣𝙤𝙣𝙚

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𝙡𝙪𝙠𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙤𝙥𝙚𝙧: 𝙣𝙤𝙣𝙚

𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨:

𝐄𝐔𝐏𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐂|𝐄𝐕𝐀𝐍 𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒(𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃)

𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙞 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨:

• 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒|𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍 𝐁𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐒(𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐎𝐍𝐄:𝐍𝐎 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐒)

• 𝐄𝐔𝐏𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐂|𝐄𝐕𝐀𝐍 𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒(𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃)

• 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐁𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐋𝐄𝐒|𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐃𝐎𝐍 (𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃)

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𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲!

[dragonoffantasyandreality]

⛈️Boys of the Storm⛈️

Thought about the Elderly Trio again and ended up conjuring up a cute fluff fic about them <3

Enjoy the fluff! 😁

@uniwolfcorn @teapotteringabout @skymaiden32 @knyee @janetm74 @the-original-sineater @thundergeek59 @riallasheng @katblu42 @mariashades @room-on-broom @yarol2075 @llamawrites @etrnlvoid

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The heavy rain crashed on the roof of their holiday cabin, wind howled loudly by their window and thunder boomed in the sky. They watched the trees sway and bend by the force of nature. Showing its terrible power.

"I hate storms!" The young Samuel Shore growled in dismay, thumping his foot near the well shut door with a big window, "They has always been a bad sign!"

Jeff Tracy, well off in his early 20's, smiled sympathetically and pointed at the said storm at the window.

"I'm sure it'll pass! Its not the first time we've gone through this," he said as he took a bite of the cooked fish cake on a stick.

The 15-year-old turned around with puffed up chest and a serious expression on his face in front of his older friend.

"My Uncle once said, 'Be wary of storms! They are a death sentence if yer don't gosh darn know how to navigate yer ship through them', " he jabbed his thumb towards his heart, "And I take his advice like its my precious memory!"

Jeff let out a heart-felt chuckle when he spotted the 12-year-old Charles Gray by the glass sliding doors. Sitting with his legs crossed, staring pensively at the chaos outside. Showing no reaction to the bright flash of lightning or the scary boom of thunder.

The young adult got up from his spot by the fireplace, gently asking Sammie to watch the fire and the food as he walked towards the doors, taking some of the fishcake sticks with him.

He sat down next to the young British boy, handing him one of the sticks to him.

Charles, without looking, took it wordlessly. Eyes kept on the dark skies as he began munching on his food.

"What were you thinking about, Charlie Boy?" Jeff asked, taking another bite of his fishcake.

"Aman..." the boy answered, his pronounced English accent combined with his quiet voice made it almost impossible to understand at first hearing.

"Pardon, could you repeat that again?" The young man raised a brow.

"I said, 'a man'."

With a sound of understanding, Jeff leaned in a little closer with curiousity.

"What man?" he gently asked.

After a small moment of silence, the dark-haired little boy replied.

"I was thinking about that man who gave me the most delicious sandwich."

"Oooh. Who was that man? A friend of yours?" his older friend perked up.

"No. A complete stranger. He's Japanese, that I remember... I wonder where he is now?" Charles spoke to himself and answering to Jeff at the same time.

Which it wasn't uncommon for his youngest friend to do. His head had always seemed to be in the clouds... and in reality, all at once.

He could be one scary decisive strategist, if he grows up to be one, Jefferson thought. Granted, he has yet to join the Air Force to know fully what a strategist does.

"So... Why did he gave you a sandwich?" he continued his questioning.

"Because I was sad. Remember, how I lost my grandfather?"

He remembered. His mother was friends with the Grays. And how the death of one their oldest family members devastated their son, as he used look up to the old Navy veteran.

And it was Jeff's idea for him and Samuel to befriend with the lonely at the time 6-year old Charlie.

However, when they got to met him, he had mysteriously perked up.

As if Charles had just met with a dawning sun in the horizon.

"So he was the guy who cheered you up then, huh?" was Sammie's huffed quip as the grumpy sea pup arrived at their spot, leaning above both of them.

"Shouldn't you be watching the fire?" Jeff smirked up at him.

"Aren't ya getting cold over here?" Samuel retorted, "Y'all becoming icebergs, by the way you're shaking..."

Charles immediately got up and walked directly to the fireplace. Chuckling, Sammie followed along with Jeff.

The oldest took his seat and threw another few logs into the still burning fire.

From the corner of his eye, he watched the two sea pups snuggled together under the blanket, Sammie taking two sticks of boiled prawns from the soup and passed one to Charles.

"So... About that man? You're thinking of finding him?" Jefferson began, taking his own stick of food.

"I want find him!" the English boy proclaimed through his mouthful of food.

Sammie, with an enormous grin, clapped his friend by the shoulder.

"We're with ya, buddy! We always do things together!" He then turned towards their older friend with bright glimmer in his eyes, "Right, Jeff?"

"Sure..." Jeff slowly nodded with a warm smile, "We will."

[inahallucination]

jeff third wheeling in my wip:

It would have been cute if the person the underclassman was eyeing hadn’t been Jeff’s own baby brother (who was no longer doll like with teeny tiny everything, but a teenager, but still). Jeff coughed. Todd continued staring at the underclassman wide eyed, as if he couldn’t believe that such a creature could exist. Gross. Jeff coughed again, the underclassman said, ‘bless you’ (which, what?) and continued his own staring.

“Todd.” Jeff called out. Todd hummed but didn’t take his eyes off the other kid.

“Todd.” Jeff tried again.

“I-Is that your name?” the underclassman asked, proving he could hear Jeff just fine but was choosing to ignore him. A bad choice really, since there was no way Todd would date someone so rude.

“Yeah,” Todd said, voice breathy.

“I’m Neil. Neil Perry,” Neil stuck out his hand.

Jeff called Todd again.

Todd shook Neil’s hand. They didn’t let go.

[acciokaidanalenko]

Taking on the Universe: Ch. 4 Preview

Chapter Four: Departure

This chapter will be posted on Monday 12/19! ❤

Summary: Captain Anderson greets Nihlus and the officers attend the final briefing before shakedown begins. A skeptical Kaidan is curious about the commander and searches for answer from her best friend, the helmsman of the Normandy.

CW/TW: Mention of PTSD/Flashbacks of trauma

Preview below the cut.

After leaving the bridge, Captain Anderson hurried to greet their special guest, who had been escorted to the ship by the admiral. He ignored the whispers of the crew as he passed by, knowing that they suspected there was more information about the Council Spectre's arrival on the Normandy than they were being given. They were right, of course, but he couldn't let them know that. Even Shepard was unaware of the Turian's true purpose here. He'd let her know when the time was right, and not a moment sooner.

“Spectre Kryik, sorry to keep you waiting,” Anderson said formally as he approached.

“Please, Captain, call me Nihlus,” the Spectre corrected as Anderson stood in front of him. He towered over the Human.

Anderson and Nihlus knew one another by reputation, each having worked with the other's species many times over the course of their respective careers. They were both highly decorated soldiers, with their own reputations.

The captain knew that having a Council Spectre aboard the Normandy was a big deal for the Alliance, especially given the true nature of his presence. He knew this mission had to go smoothly, unlike the experience he’d had working with a different Turian, damn near twenty years ago. 

“I was just telling Nihlus that we had time for a quick tour of the ship before you and I must attend the officer’s briefing,” Admiral Hackett informed the captain. Anderson nodded his head in acknowledgement and looked up at the Turian. The white markings on his face contrasted heavily against the darker tint of his skin, and his red and black armor marked him out even more amongst the sea of blue Alliance uniforms surrounding them. 

Captain Anderson and Admiral Hackett led the Spectre around the ship. He tried to ignore the stares and whispers of the crew, who seemed to have mixed reactions to his presence. However, he remained cordial toward any of the Humans that did approach him for an introduction. There weren’t many of them.

“And when will I be meeting Commander Shepard? Since she is the reason I’m here,” Nihlus asked as he stood with the two men on the CIC, his tone flat but expectant.

As if she'd been summoned by his words, Natasha appeared after having just left the bridge. Her heart skipped a beat as she saw who was standing beside the captain. Not only their expected guest, but also Admiral Hackett. She took a deep breath before she began walking toward the three men.

“Shepard, perfect timing. I’d like to introduce you to Nihlus, the Spectre that will be accompanying us for shakedown,” Anderson said as she approached. She looked the Turian up and down, noting as many details about his strict appearance as she could. She felt suddenly exposed, clad in only her Alliance uniform while this Spectre towered over her in his armor. Her mind drifted to her footlocker on the deck below, where her own armor sat tucked away, useless.

“A pleasure to meet you, Commander,” Nihlus said as he extended his hand toward her. She glanced at it briefly before grasping it firmly.

"The pleasure's mine, Spectre. We're honored to have you aboard," she responded kindly, her mind filling with even more questions about his presence as the crew grumbled in the background. "I hope you'll oversee the launch with me. In the meantime, we have a short briefing to attend with our officers. Please, excuse us." Her eyes shifted from Nihlus to the captain, carefully avoiding Hackett's gaze.

Nihlus nodded his head in response and turned to walk toward the bridge. Natasha saw Jeff and Alenko walk past him as they hurried to the comm room, though Jeff trailed slightly behind the staff lieutenant. Her eyes shifted back to Anderson, who offered her a simple smile. Hackett was the first of the trio to begin walking across the deck, leading the way to their final briefing before launch. 

[angstyteenpoems]

A clip of a fanfic I’m writing where Todd and Neil reconnect after years

Words: 501 Rating: Mature (mention of pornography) Pairing: M/M Todd Anderson/Neil Perry

They’re driving on the road, Neil’s hands on the steering wheel. The car hums as it works its way down the paved roads. Neil and Todd are both silent. Todd doesn’t know if it’s awkward or comfortable. Anyway, Neil breaks the silence.

“Do you have a wife or girlfriend?” Neil asks, his grip on the steering wheel tightening

Todd stares out the window and considers his best possible response and settles on one.

“Never really had an interest in girls.”

Todd’s shoulders tense up, and he doesn’t dare to look at Neil. He doesn’t know what sort of gaze will meet him.

“Oh.” Neil says, pausing for a bit.

“Figures” Neil says nonchalantly

Todd turns to look at Neil who is just smiling at him.

“What do you mean figures! I didn’t even know until a few years back!” Todd says, his voice going higher as he gets more worked up

“Oh come on! You were going around reading and idolizing Walt Whitman, Oscar Wilde and Emily Dickinson, the signs were right there!” Neil says laughing, still driving down the road .

“Everyone reads them! You just listed some of the most famous poets!” Todd says, smiling a bit.

“Yeah Todd, everyone reads them but you actually read them, a few do that!” Todd is about to say something back but Neil doesn’t let him

“A few know what In The Forest was about after one skim.” Neil says, his hands have loosened around the wheel.

“I can’t believe you.” Todd says smiling and leans back in his chair.

It’s silent for a while but Neil picks up the conversation again.

“And it wasn’t just that.”

“What?” Todd says, a bit surprised

“You had this magazine…” Neil continues, he turns a bit red and so does Todd as he realizes what he’s talking about.

“Oh god! No don’t say it!” Todd says smiling burying his face in his hands.

“Physique Pictorial, July 1959” Neil says still blushing but laughing

“It was a joke gift from Jeff! He said it was fit for a poof like me. Sad to say he was right about that.” Todd says frantically explaining and also laughing at the absurdity of them talking about his gay porn magazine that he hid under his bed.

“What did I say, the signs were right there!” Neil says, almost victorious.

Caught in the heat of the moment, Todd fires back “Oh you have no right to talk! You were always gushing about Marlon Brando and his “acting talent” I probably shouldn’t even mention but you were obsessed with Shakespeare. You always said he inspired you. Inspire my ass.” Todd says laughing. He expects a laugh from Neil or a clever comeback or anything else than what he’s met with.

Neil’s tightened his grip on the wheel again and his whole body is tense.

Neither speaks, Todd quickly turns to look at the road again.

“Todd, I’m married.” Is Neil’s only response.

“I know.” Todd says, softly and quietly

“Good” Neil says.

In The Forest by Oscar Wilde

Out of the mid-wood's twilight

Into the meadow's dawn,

Ivory limbed and brown-eyed,

Flashes my Faun!

He skips through the copses singing,

And his shadow dances along,

And I know not which I should follow,

Shadow or song!

O Hunter, snare me his shadow!

O Nightingale, catch me his strain!

Else moonstruck with music and madness

I track him in vain!

[theswanqu33nsblog]

INTRODUCTION !!

about me:

Im 19 years old, I have been a fan of Evan for almost 5 years, I have made fanfics on Wattpad that I have already deleted by the way due to embarrassment. I'm a Scorpio sign and I always think that James and I are soulmates lmao (im weird idc) I am genuinely in love or otherwise obsessed with Evan's Kai Anderson, Stan Bowes and Colin Zabel characters. I love Taylor Swift, lady Gaga, lana del rey, the weeknd and Ariana grande.

I also love to watch movies about something people recommend me, i enjoy read, write and use the character.ai!:)

What or whom i feel comfortable to write about (smut, bot or whatever) are:

Colin Zabel

Stan Bowes

Tate Langdon

Kit walker

Kyle Spencer

Jimmy Darling

James Patrick March

Rory Monahan

Kai Anderson

Mr Gallant

Jeff Pfister

Austin Sommers

Jay bahadur

Warren Lipka

Max Cooperman

Quicksilver

Oliver McDaniel

And his others roles i havent watched the shows or movies but i will soon! (I won't make dahmers bots or fics)

If you want a smut, fic or bot, Regarding something or in some scenario, go to my bio and request whatever you want there.

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MASTERLIST!

so here im gonna put all the bots i made and gonna make, plus my sooner fics!

character.ai account: theswanqu33n

Kai Anderson AI:

* First Kai Anderson Bot

* I wanna f- government hooker

Kai's fics:

* Hands on your knees i'm Angelina Jolie.

Stan Bowes AI:

* Your home's really only a town you're just a guest in.

James Patrick March AI:

* Hotel Ball

Kyle Spencer AI:

* Zombie Kyle

Colin Zabel AI:

* Colin's baby's nanny.

* Colin Babysitter

Colin's Fics:

* Let's get in the back of your cop car officer

Tate Langdon AI:

* A new kind of love...

* Sk8er Boi

[juliaspace]

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── .✧ 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒔

fanfics about evan himself ﾉ includes all genres.

my favorite ones ﾉ include all his characters.

── .✦ 𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒐𝒓 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚

austin sommers ﾉ smut . fluff . angst

james patrick march ﾉ smut . fluff . angst

jeff pfister ﾉ smut . fluff . angst

jimmy darling ﾉ smut . fluff . angst

kai anderson (cult leader) ﾉ smut . fluff . angst

-> pre-cult!kai anderson — smut . fluff . angst

kit walker ﾉ smut . fluff . angst

kyle spencer (frat/pre-death) ﾉ smut . fluff . angst

-> fraken!kyle spencer — smut . fluff . angst

malcom gallant ﾉ smut . fluff . angst

rory monahan ﾉ smut . fluff . angst

tate langdon (includes him alive) ﾉ smut . fluff . angst

── .✦ 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔

colin zabel — smut . fluff . angst

luke cooper — smut . fluff . angst

ralph bohner — smut . fluff . angst

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jay bahadur — smut . fluff . angst

jeff wald — smut . fluff . angst

max cooperman — smut . fluff . angst

peter maximoff — smut . fluff . angst ﾉ plus: dilf!peter

warren lipka — smut . fluff . angst

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[kimjimagery]

Tad’s Daydreaming Disaster

By Kim J

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If you're not a fan of corporal punishment or disciplinary measures do not read this story I'm not going to change anything due to someone's feelings if you don't like it don't read it

This story is not to be taken too seriously it's just a fanfic story.

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After his adventure of searching for King Midas's collar, asking Sara to be his girlfriend, and returning to his studies, Tad goes back to the construction he use to work at and begs his boss, Mr. Anderson, a stern and no-nonsense boss to rehire him. It took some convincing but Anderson against his better judgment, he had agreed to rehire Tad.

“You're lucky I even considered rehiring you. Pay attention to your work. I don't have time for your shenanigans!” Mr. Anderson scowling Tad as a warning.

“I know I messed up before, but I really appreciate you giving me this second chance. I promise I'll do better.” Tad nervously thank his boss.

The following day the construction site was busy. Tad is seen busily working, but soon his mind often wanders off, causing him daydream and to make mistakes that result in minor accidents. As the week progressed, Tad found it increasingly difficult to keep his mind in the present. Thoughts of fun and excitement filled his head, distracting him from his responsibilities. And each time his mind wandered, a catastrophe seemed to unfold at the construction site.

His co-workers quietly watch, amused.

“Look at him!” Chuckling one of the co workers “He's a walking disaster. This guy never fails to entertain.”

“I can't believe Mr. Anderson fell for his promises. It's like watching a sitcom.” Another worker laughed.

They had come to view Tad as a form of live entertainment, always ready to provide the unexpected. It was as if he possessed a unique talent for causing chaos without even trying. Yet, a midst their laughter, there also lingered doubts about his ability to change.

Mr. Anderson, felt a growing sense of regret. watching from a distance with frustration growing on his face, doubts gnawed at him as he wondered if Tad would ever truly change. Was this just Tad’s nature, or was there a way to prod him in the right direction? He had to find a solution, not only for the sake of the business but also for Tad's. Mr. Anderson decides to give Tad one last chance and if Tad doesn't change then it's time to intervene and take immediate action.

One day on a bustling construction site, everything seems to be going well until Tad's daydreams get the best of him once again. While driving the bulldozer Tad mind wondered, he started daydreaming of what his next adventure might be, thinking of a getting chased by bandits in a jeep while tying to keep a valuable artifact from them.

“Tad look out!” Tad snapped out of his fantasy just in time to see he was about to collide into the side of the building, He jumped out of the machine the bulldozer crashes into a stack of bricks and support beams, causing a domino effect of destruction. In the nick of time, Tad manages to escapes the chaos and nervously looks on at the damage he created.

“Oh crud...” Tad said to himself.

From the office Mr. Anderson heard the commotion and looked out the window to see what happened. Immediately he knew that it was the result of his employee Tad Jones' daydreaming habits and clumsiness.

Infuriated, Mr. Anderson walks out and marches over to confronted Tad, his voice filled with irritation. "Jones! How many times have I told you to stay focused?!”

Tad, looking nervously to his boss and replied, "Sorry, sir. I guess I wasn't paying attention. My mind was somewhere else, and-"

Cutting him off, Mr. Anderson's anger grew. "My office, NOW!"

Reluctantly, Tad followed him and entered the office while his fellow construction worker friends, including his loyal dog Jeff, gathered near the door, anxious to hear the conversation.

Inside the office, Tad nervously cast glances at Mr. Anderson, feeling a mix of anxiety and curiosity. Mr. Anderson sat behind his desk, his stern expression unchanged, filling the room with unease.

"Tad, I've called you in here because your daydreaming has become a serious issue. It's causing accidents, equipment has been damaged, but luckily nobody has been hurt. It needs to stop!" Mr. Anderson spoke seriously, his gaze fixed on Tad.

Looking down at the floor, Tad replied apologetically, "I'm really sorry, Mr. Anderson. I never meant for any of this to happen."

Mr. Anderson's agitation grew. "I know Tad, But this is becoming dangerous, and I won't allow this kind of reckless behavior on my construction site! Tad, you're becoming a safety hazard, and it's only a matter of time before someone gets hurt, or you get hurt."

Tad know this was true given what just happen but he’s determine to make up for it "I'll be more careful from now on. I promise."

However, Mr. Anderson remained skeptical. "Promises won't be enough."

Feeling defeated, Tad asked, "So I'm fired again?"

Mr. Anderson surprised him. "No, I'm not going to fire you. That never works. I would end up rehiring you because your skills are too valuable to this company. Instead, I'm going to take a different approach with you."

Confused, Tad looked at his boss. A moment of silence filled the room as Mr. Anderson got up from the desk and walked to the side, gesturing towards it.

"Tad Jones, bend over."

Perplexed, Tad asked, "What?"

"Bend over the desk. Don't make me tell you again!"

Tad realized that his boss was serious. Reluctantly, he obeyed, leaning over the desk. Mr. Anderson picked up a small cut piece of a 2x4 and approached Tad. He adjusted Tad's posture just enough so that his rear was sticking out more, making it a good target for what was about to happen.

"I can't have you putting yourself and others at risk. If you cause another mishap due to your daydreaming, you'll receive THIS as punishment!"

With that, Mr. Anderson raised the board and delivered a firm swat to Tad's clothed backside, catching him completely off-guard. Tad winced, his voice trembling as Mr. Anderson administered more firm swats.

Swat! Swat! Swat!

"Sir, please... I'm too old for this!" Tad pleaded.

But Mr. Anderson remained stern. "If you want to act like a child with your daydreaming, then you'll be treated like one. Now stay still!"

Swat! Swat! Swat!

Tad did as he was told and sobbed silently as the spanking continued, the sound of the wooden board making contact with his bottom echoing in the small office.

Outside the office, the workers who had been eavesdropping exchanged shocked and concerned glances. Even Tad's faithful dog Jeff whimpered, wanting to comfort his owner but unable to do so.

Ask they listen they begin to talk, "Did you hear that?" Worker 1 said to his co workers.

Nodding, Worker 2 replied, "I had no idea the boss would go this far with Tad."

Reflecting on the situation, Worker 3 chimed in, "To be fair, Tad has been causing more accidents than usual around here. If this keeps Tad from causing any more trouble, then I'm not complaining."

Concerned, Worker 2 added, "Yeah, but this doesn't seem right. We did kind of let Tad get carried away with his daydreaming. We should have helped him concentrate on his job instead of using him as a means of entertainment. Instead of letting it get to this."

Inside the office, Mr. Anderson continued the spanking, each swat harder than the last, determined to drive his message home. Tad winced, yelped, and sobbed, begging for it to stop.

"Please, stop! I'll do better, I promise!" Tad pleaded through tears.

But Mr. Anderson remained stern. "Your promise isn't enough, Tad. You need to prove it with your actions."

Swat! Swat! Swat!

Finally, Mr. Anderson finished the punishment, satisfied that Tad had learned his lesson. He helped Tad stand, and offering consolation.

"Tad, this punishment is not meant to humiliate you but to ensure you realize the gravity of your actions and the potential harm it can cause. It's for your safety and the well-being of everyone on this site. Try and be more focus on your work."

Nodding, Tad wiped away his tears and sniffed. "Yes sir. I won't let you down again."

Mr. Anderson's expression softened slightly. "Good. Because if this happens again, you're going back over this desk, and next time it will be on your bare bottom!"

Gulping, Tad nodded in understanding.

As Tad exited the office, his face flushed and hands rubbing his sore rear, his fellow construction workers approached him with concern. Jeff greeted him, wagging his tail.

"Tad, are you okay?" Worker 1 asked worriedly.

Looking at his coworkers, Tad managed a weak smile. "I'm fine, guys. Just a little shaken up."

Understanding his need for space, the workers nodded, their eyes filled with empathy. “We're sorry you went through all that, where just as much at fault for you getting in trouble with the boss.

"Remember, Tad, we've got your back. If you need anything, just ask," Worker 2 reassured Tad patting his back.

Gratefully, Tad nodded. "Thanks, guys."

The following morning, the construction site remained busy but the workers where silent, still shaken from the events of the previous day and word travels fast. Tad timidly stepped onto the site, his face still slightly red from the memory of the spanking and the warning he got yesterday. His dog Jeff stayed by the car, while he begins his work.

Tad's presence momentarily lifted the mood, but soon whispers filled the air. Was it really right for their boss to have punished Tad like that?

Meanwhile, Mr. Anderson appeared unfazed, continuing to deal with construction projects and workers as if nothing had happened, Tad also appeared to be ok at least he looked that way physically but they weren't so sure how he is mentally.

Throughout the day, Tad took extra care to stay alert and focused, while his fellow workers gave him the space he needed. They were quick to intervene whenever they noticed his mind starting to drift.

As the workday drew to a close, Tad was surprised to find a group of workers around him, offering words of encouragement. Jeff, rushed over greeted Tad He pick his dog up happily and thanking everyone and assuring them he was fine.

As he approach his car he set Jeff down and took out a dog treat waving it in front of Jeff.

“Come on boy, let’s go home, Super cookie!” Tad said as he toss the treat in the air, Jeff jumps up and catches it

From his office window, Mr. Anderson watched with a satisfied nod, feeling proud that none of the workers were hurt in any accidents that day. He did worried that his action yesterday was the right course to take and what state Tad would be in after the fact but given the result of today it looks like it was the right action.

Hoping that the lessons had been learned, he looked forward to a safer and more focused work environment.

END

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I’m setting this story after the events of the second movie.

This story was the result of me reading all those theories and discussions about Tad not being called out on the things that he does in the movies and not really facing the consequences of his actions.

Particular in this case his daydreaming habits at his job. We see this happen once in the first movie but considering the lines from his boss and coworkers Tad has been doing this for quite a long time which prompted the line about him getting fired so many times.

Daydreaming in a construction site is just begging for trouble and it can be life threatening.

[minnophee-writes]

Fandoms I Write For~

This is the list of fandoms I am willing to write for or have written for before, and you can also send asks with fanfic requests! Down below is my list of fandoms, and who I write for, and will be updated when I can think of more fandoms to add to the list.

You can also send in fanfic requests and I'll eventually get to them when I can ❤

Fandom List:

Avatar: Way of Water - Miles Quaritch

Stranger Things - Steve Harrington, Eddie Munson, Billy Hargrove

Star Wars: Survivor - Cal Kestis

The Walking Dead - Daryl Dixon, Rick Grimes

The Purge - Leo Barnes

Far Cry 5 - Jacob Seed, John Seed

Call of Duty: Modern Warfare - Captain Price, John "Soap" MacTavish, Simon "Ghost" Riley, Kyle "Gaz" Garrick, Alejandro Vargas, Phillip Graves, Rodolfo

Detroit: Become Human - Connor, Nines, Markus, Gavin Reed, Hank Anderson

Elden Ring / Darksouls - Blaidd the Half-Wolf, Maliketh the Black Blade, Crucible Knight, Tree Sentinels, Creighton the Wanderer

Bloodborne - Father Gascoigne, The Hunter

Outlast - Chris Walker, Eddie Gluskin, The Walrider, Richard Trager, Waylon Park, The Twins, Frank Manera, Jeremy Blaire

The Outlast Trials - Big Grunt, Skinner Man, The Screamer, Berserker, Leland Coyle

Resident Evil - Leon Kennedy, Karl Heisenberg, Carlos Oliveira, Luis Serra

Bullet Train - Tangerine, Ladybug

Avengers - Bucky Barnes, Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanoff, Sam Wilson

Texas Chainsaw Massacre - Nubbins, Bubba, Johnny

Friday the 13th - Jason Voorhees

The Hobbit - Thorin, Fili, Kili, Bilbo, Legolas, Thranduil

Assassin's Creed - Connor Kenway, Ezio Auditore da Firenze, Eivor Varinsdottir

The Witcher - Geralt of Rivia, Jaskier

Overwatch - Cole Cassidy, Hanzo, Gabriel Reyes, Reinhardt

Snowpiercer - Curtis Everett, Edgar

Knives Out - Ransom Drysdale

Mission Impossible - August Walker

Predator - Yautja

Dead by Daylight - Trapper, Wraith, Hillbilly, Knight, Vittorio, Huntress, Ghostface, Michael Myers, Pyramid Head, the Trickster, Oni, Blight, HUX-A7-13, Leon Kennedy, Alan Wake, Jill Valentine, Dwight Fairfield, Jake Park, Jeff Johansen, Nemesis, The Doctor, Bubba, Demogorgon, The Deathslinger, Albert Wesker, The Unknown

Apex Legends - Mirage, Octane, Fuse, Bloodhound, Crypto, Pathfinder

Sons of the Forest - Kelvin

Criminal Minds - Spencer Reid, Derek Morgan

The Boy - Brahms Heelshire

Haunt (2019) - "Mitch" The Ghost

Red Dead Redemption - Arthur Morgan, John Marston

Will update the fandom list in the future!

[angelsgalore]

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shows: glee, teen wolf, psych, criminal minds, merlin, bones, the o.c., friends, pretty little liars, abbott elementary, modern family, the flash, arrow, sex and the city, daredevil, one tree hill, etc.

movies: she’s the man, the perks of being a wallflower, how to lose a guy in ten days, marvel, the virgin suicides, sleeping beauty, spider-man: itvs & atsv, batman: under the red hood, dead poets society, little women (2019), charlie’s angels, etc.

books: the perks of being a wallflower, percy jackson and the olympians, the hunger games, a thousand splendid suns, the virgin suicides, a good girl’s guide to murder, stalking jack the ripper, speak, turtles all the way down, etc.

music: fiona apple, jeff buckley, chappell roan, taylor swift, green day, fleetwood mac, ABBA, adrienne lenker, lana del rey, mitski, phoebe bridgers, radiohead, olivia rodrigo, sabrina carpenter, cigarettes after sex, mazzy star, boygenius, alex g, etc.

characters: spider-man (tasm!peter parker and miles morales… but, honestly, i love them all), todd anderson, gwen stacy, jason todd, dick grayson, quinn fabray, santana lopez, katniss everdeen, remus lupin, mary lisbon, hanna marin, anakin skywalker, padmé amidala, amy march, merlin, marissa cooper, etc.

colors: light pink, baby blue, brown, and white

dislikes: horror movies (except for scream), spicy foods, crowds, mean/rude people, and stressful situations

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[kai-anderson-whore]

New colleague (part 2 smut) (jeff pfister x fem reader)

Warnings: smut, Jeff being a sub at the start, oral (jeff receiving) jeff having a boner imfront of reader for no reason, mutt walking in on reader and mutt after they did the deed, I think that's it let me know if I had missed anything

A/n I don't really like this one as much as my other smuts not because it's jeff I just think it lacks

Taglist: @violetweekly

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As the weeks turned into months you created such an amazing relationship with the boys, more so with Jeff first it was talking more often than mutt, then to having your own inside jokes, then it dawned on you that you actually have a crush on Jeff.

To be honest usually guys like Jeff wasn't your type especially with the drugs but he was so sweet to you treated you like you hadn't been treated before how could you not start to fall for him.

You stood in the lab sketching some ideas for your next project that was actually for someone other than mutt and Jeff's dirty minds, you were stuck trying to figure out what to sketch for your client ripping the paper from your sketch book with a groan.

"You alright y/n" you heard Jeff say behind you, you turned from where you stood to face him, "no I can't get this sketch right for my client it's some businessman who wants a cool robot for his kid" you sighed rubbing your temples in frustration.

"Want me to help I mean I was a boy once so might be good to have my help?" Jeff offered you gave it a thought and agreed to have Jeff help you, "you still are a big child Jeff don't kid yourself" you joked Jeff pretend to be shocked at your statement making you laugh.

"That hurt my feelings but I'll still help you" Jeff chuckled now stood right beside you brainstorming some ideas you could do, as you sketched on the paper finally your project was coming to life with the help of Jeff you couldn't thank him enough so you asked him to be your partner on your project in which he accepted.

As the weeks went further on you and jeff were almost halfway through finishing your project, you were doing the wiring for the robot trying to be careful not to electrocute yourself, Jeff was on his lunch break leaving you to do the hard work you didn't mind though you were good at wiring things since your father was an electrician.

By the time you had finished Jeff came back from his break with some more food, "I brought you something since you didn't want to go on your break to finish this" he said handing you the Styrofoam tub you gave him a small appreciation smile taking the tub from his hands, "Thank you Jeff you didn't need to" your voice almost at a whisper he bought your favourite food to be honest you were completely surprised that he listened to you.

"Is that right your order?" Jeff asked knowing that it was infact your correct order, "yes Jeff thank you" you said with a small smile going back to wire the robot, "why don't you just leave that till later y/n" Jeff suggested you did need a break from the project for 5 minutes but you were almost finished with the wiring "it's okay Jeff I'm almost done with this last part" you replied.

"Y/n you've been at that all day just take a break for the rest of the day" Jeff chuckled he thought you looked so cute all focused on your project the way your eyes fixated on every detail, the way your tongue would stick out slightly when your in deep concentration Jeff didn't realise it made him have a boner.

You were too invested in wiring the last of the robot you didn't notice Jeff squirming at the other side of the table, "I'm almost finished Jeff it's fine honestly i promise when I'm finished I'll take a break" you said softly finishing off the work.

After a few minutes you were finally done with a heavy sigh you turned to Jeff now noticing his red face and constant shifting around, "what gotten into you" you asked taking a sip of you now cold coffee grimacing at the coldness of it, "nothing" Jeff tried to play it off but it was no use, "Jeff I'm not dumb something is up your constantly shifting around if you got ants in your pants" you laughed.

Now realising what was the matter your jaw dropped with a small chuckle, "Jeff have you got a boner" you laughed nervously, Jeff was even redder if that was even possible "no I've not" he protested making you laugh harder at his denial, "your such a virgin Jeff it's cute" you smiled blushing at the fact he had a boner infront of you but at the same time it did something to you knowing that you had such an effect on the blonde.

"I'm sorry" Jeff mumbled trying to hide his face with embarrassment he felt silly having a boner infront of you he couldn't control himself he wanted you so bad, and you now knowing this wanted to take the situation into your own hands.

You went over to him all full of the confidence you got placing your hands him his thighs Jeff's breath hitched at your action making your hands go higher till they hovered above where he needed you most, "want me to take care of that for you?" You asked innocently watching Jeff swallowing a lump in his throat nodding.

"Use your words Jeff" you chuckled batting your eyelashes at him, "yes" Jeff breathed out as your hands began to remove his pants freeing his throbbing erection, you were surprised at the size he was bigger than you expected, you held his cock in your hand kitten licking the tip sending Jeff in a frenzy his head flew back his eyes scrunched shut.

Now taking him in your mouth bobbing your head along his length hollowing your cheeks on him taking him further in your mouth, "fuck" Jeff hissed his hips bucking up making you gag a little, as you tried to breath through your nose, you continued these actions till Jeff pulled you off him.

You looked up at the Bob cut blonde in confusion as he collected himself, "I need to be inside you" was all he said you let a smirk play on your now plump lips and pulled your underwear down under your skirt discarding the thin fabric somewhere in the lab.

You then straddled Jeff on the chair he sat on lining him up with your throbbing heat, sinking down on him both of you moaned in union your hands gripped his shoulders adjusting to his size since it has been a good while since you've been intimate with anyone since your ex, "you feel so good" Jeff groaned once you started in a slow pace at first your moans started getting louder as you speed up the pace Jeff's hands on your hips guiding you through the pace you rode him.

Jeff was intoxicated by you the way your mouth hung open the way your neck was on full display Jeff couldn't help but attach his lips on the skin exposed to him finding your sweet spot making you moan your hands in his hair tugging the blonde locks.

You felt that knot in your stomach beginning to form you sped up your movements bringing you closer to your sweet release, "fuck I'm close" you moaned Jeff pulled away from your neck looking into your eyes, "me too" he panted thrusting up into you with each time you bounced on Jeff's lap your clit brushed against the fabric of his zipper bringing you closer.

You couldn't hold it any longer finally letting go over Jeff's cock with a loud moan of his name Jeff wasn't that far behind letting ropes of his seed fill you up with a moan as well, you stayed still for a moment collecting yourself together letting out a small chuckle, "what?" Jeff asked confused, "nothing just didn't actually expect we'd do that" you shook your head looking at him, "is that a bad thing or?" He asked unsure of what you had meant he knew that you were way out of his league but he couldn't help but have those feelings for you.

"No not a bad thing definitely a good thing just didn't expect it to happen like this you know but I'm glad it did" you assured with a soft smile that made Jeff's heart melt at the sight, Jeff then decided to crash his lips on to yours for the first time and he was instantly hooked on the feeling of your lips on his not wanting to part from the plush softness of them.

"OH MY GOD YOU TWO FUCKED ABOUT TIME" the loud voice of mutt interrupted your intimate moment with Jeff, making you both snap your heads his way to find him wide eyed eyeing the way you were seated, "mutt get out so we can get clothes on you prev" you laughed in embarrassment mutt instantly ran out the lab giving you and jeff privacy to fix your clothes.

"Look y/n I like you like a lot" Jeff chuckled nervously after fixing his pants back on as you put your underwear back on, "I like you too Jeff" you smiled pecking his lips one more time, "so what so we do now?" Jeff asked scratching the back of his neck, "well we get back to work right now but as this" you said pointing to yourself and Jeff before continuing, "we take it slow one step at a time see where it takes us" you offered.

Jeff nodded with a glad smile on his lips, "I like the sound of that I'll go tell mutt he can come back now" he chuckled away to get his best friend who wouldn't stop making jokes about what he had walked into leaving you amd Jeff red as a tomato.

[that-wimpy-cowboy-doll]

I love it, thank you!

And yes, that is one Jeff Anderson (I cropped out Dante, Elias, and my husband 😆) from the SF FanExpo!

I love your Clerks. fanfic as well!! We are a niche but awesome little crowd ❤️

if you would be open to it, can i request a lil drabble for the boys from mid-90s with 6. "recipe"? not enough people talk about that movie!

One million years after I received this request, here you go! Sorry for the delay. I never thought I'd get anything for mid90s lol I love that movie. Also is that Randal Graves in your pfp!?! Jealous. Clerks. is another favorite of mine.

006. recipe @ ao3

Request a 100-word drabble from my prompt list here! :)

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quirkyrahne28 asked:

Okay so this isn’t exactly an x reader type thing, but I thought I’d ask anyway. Can you do a platonic/family-like thing with Randal Graves and reader? Like Randal and reader form a bond and he takes them under his wing so to speak? He’s their immature, jerk of a dad friend, and reader is their equally immature and sarcastic surrogate kid? Idk, I just like jerk characters forming bonds like that, and Randal already reminds me of my dad anyway.

warnings: language, suggestive language

AN: I love this prompt because that’s how I see Randal too. I never thought I’d write something like this but here we are. Hope I do him justice.

I trailed behind Randal, listening to him talk about Star Wars as I nodded along. There wasn’t much we disagreed on and it worked to our advantage.

“So you wanna tell me about your week or am I just going to keep talking out of my ass?” I shrugged. “Talking out my ass it is.” Randal nodded as I laughed.

“Wait are we playing hockey with Dante today or are we going to the mall like you promised?” I nearly ran into his back as he stopped walking.

“First off I’m playing hockey with Dante. You’re watching.” He pointed a finger in my face. “Second off, I didn’t promise you anything kid. And even if I did, you have to learn when I promise something I always go back on that promise. Now come on.” We started walking again. Dante was already waiting outside the Quick Stop for us. He ruffled my hair before hitting Randal’s arm.

“Took you long enough.” I smirked and turned my head so he couldn’t see. “Did you bring the ball?” Dante looked exasperated. “Tell me you brought the ball.” Randal smirked and put his arm over my shoulder.

“Dante, you should know I always have a ball. In fact I have two.” I giggled as Randal smiled at Dante. I pulled the little orange ball out of my jacket pocket.

“I’ve got it Dante.” He took it from me with a smile.

“Honestly kid I don’t know why you hang out with him.” He patted my shoulder as I moved past him to climb the ladder up to the roof. “He’s a bad influence on you.”

“And you’re any better Mr. 37?” I called down as I leaned over the ledge. Dante looked over at Randal and then up at me in shock.

“You told them?!” Dante’s voice rose an octave. “How could you tell them?!” I laughed as I backed away and tossed the ball to one of the other guys before taking a seat on the air conditioning unit. “Fuck the both of you. You’re worse than each other. You deserve each other.” Dante climbed up grumbling to himself.

“Speak a little louder Dante. Not everyone can hear you.” I called out, earning the bird from him. Randal walked over and patted my head.

“Nice work kiddo.” I smiled up at him before he went off to join the game.

[inahallucination]

and if i start a jeffrey anderson series what then ?

anyway 

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Jeffrey Anderson stood with a drink in his hand that he absentmindedly sipped, half paying attention to what the guy next to him, friend enough that he could zone out, was saying and watched his younger brother.

Todd had always been a shy quiet kid. When they were really small, everyone had found the way he hid behind Jeffrey, small fists clutching at Jeff’s clothes, adorable. The adults at the parties their parents forced them to go to pinched Jeff’s cheeks and told him he was a good brother and told Todd that he was lucky to have him. Todd used to get even more shy at the attention and bury his face away which caused them to coo at him.

As they got older, however, the expectations for Todd to stop being so shy and for Jeff to stop babying him started to come. At first it was mixed in with the cooing, a little, ‘He’s going to get too old for this soon, so you two should enjoy these moments’ directed at their parents. Then ‘oh, Todd still does that?’. And soon after, Todd got in trouble for hiding behind Jeff and Jeff for letting Todd hide behind him. Eventually, their parents forced them to be in different parts of the room.

Forcing them apart didn’t make Todd any less shy, however. If anything, he started to dread every type of social interaction. Before at least he’d talk quietly to the people Jeff pointed to. Or to Jeff’s own friends. At least he’d make eye contact when Jeff was next to him, however brief and hesitant.

But as the years went on, Jeff left for Welton, only seeing Todd for breaks, though Todd seemed to prefer spending them in his room. The older Jeff got, the more attention their parents gave him and his academic successes. And soon he’d come home just to be whisked away to be bragged about. His time with Todd decreased by every year and by the time Jeff was in 10th grade, it was a miracle if he could have an hour with Todd per week during summer vacation. Naturally, the two ended up drifting apart.

But now, both having outgrown Welton, Todd stood there, near him, confidently. Jeff knew his brother, he could see how his hand was clenched too tightly around his glass, how his smile was just a little before forced, and how he made sure to not look at one person for too long. Still, however, he stood there, casually making conversation. To anyone else, he would look at ease, maybe not the person pulling all the attention to themselves, but still far from the shy Todd who clutched at Jeff’s shirt and hid his small face from everyone.

Jeff wondered what had changed. Were their parents right? Was an older brother not babying him all Todd needed? Jeff doubted that. Their parents, at least when it came to Todd Anderson, were mostly wrong. Did Welton ‘shape him up’? Honestly, Jeff had liked Welton just fine. But when he had found out that Todd was transferring, he’d been worried. It was the kind of school that would take his brother’s spirit and crush it, and though Jeff had ruffled Todd’s hair and told him he’d have a grand time, his stomach had turned with worry. But the breaks that Todd came home for (spending many at school or ‘at a friend’s’) he’d seemed lighter. Like something heavy had been lifted off of him.

Jeff had a feeling he already knew.

The music in the background changed to another slow, boring tune. People, dressed up in boring black suits and boring dresses, stood around talking as if what they were saying was the most important words to be said out loud, even though it was all just repeated conversations. One of the people that stood near Todd patted his shoulder as he walked off. Todd’s smile momentarily became even more strained.

A group of guests walked into the room, easily melting in with he rest of the crowd.

Todd’s shoulders straightened. He stood up more. His smile became a little more genuine. His hands stopped clutching so tightly and he kept his eyes, which somehow looked brighter than before, on the person in front of him without flinching.

‘Ah,’ Jeff thought, turning his head to spot him, ‘Neil must’ve arrived.’