#Rob donovan

[tevos]

it’s the fact that rob is carla’s last tie to her old life. the last surviving donovan (or as good as). he’s her last barely-intact thread to the life she escaped from (left him behind in). he’s the only other living person who knows what went on under the roof of their childhood home. and they may have come out with different scars, but their stink is the same (and it lingers beneath every bottle of expensive perfume or cologne). their survival instincts grew up side by side. their tenacity and stubbornness shared bathwater and a bed (until the council deemed them too old and finally put their mam in for a three bedroomed place on an estate). it’s the fact that carla has done everything within her power to distance herself from the scrawny little council estate kid that she was, the girl whose dad walked out on her (the girl who didn’t know who her dad was until she was grown), the girl who went to school in last week’s dirty uniform, the girl who left her house not knowing if she was coming back home that night to her mother or which version of her mother she was going to get. the girl who raised herself and her baby brother, until she was old enough, wily enough, loved enough to leave. probably with not a single possession but the clothes on her back (maybe with an alarm clock that she’ll keep hold of long after it stops working). she couldn’t even keep her name. it’s the fact that in the long history of children and teens that carla has played mother-figure to, she played it for rob, first, when she was barely old enough to take care of herself. and i have absolutely no point with this, i don’t have a singular, neat, conclusive statement to wrap this up in. i’m just bitter. i’m just sad. and i don’t know how this storyline is going to wrap up, and i’ll remain tentatively and stupidly hopeful because that’s who i am, but with the way things are going, i have little hope that we’ll ever see the donovan siblings wrinkled and greying and laughing at the same table as they talk about ‘that one cruddy caravan holiday’ with the bugs and the rain and the sticks of rock rotting their teeth, and how it was the highlight of their young lives because they were out of that house, together.

[jmflowers]

Carla Connor & Rob Donovan Coronation Street | 14 May 2014

[yourlocalegotisticalqueerishere]

Also Rob said "love that you're bi, hate that you're dating a smart cop"

[swarla-sq-folklore]

*SPOILERS FOR TONIGHTS EPISODE*

Finally getting a love you from Carla!!

Sc: Mine

Also I tried something new with my editing??

(Thank you Vicky and Ali for making me feel proud and happy with my sexuality after the last few years of struggling with it!)

[cake-emu]

I'm so ready for them to finally meet next week

[sigstenenbaum]

So Rob orchestrated the hostage situation, able to manipulate Matty and the screws.

I fear Betsy will not be too difficult for him :/

(EDIT: tags - by escape i dont necessarily mean a prison break but a more general "getting out of prison before he's supposed to")

[clumsycapitolunicorn]

"Oh, no... I need to go back inside-" "No, don't leave me. Please don't leave me."

CARLA CONNOR & LISA SWAIN | CORONATION STREET

[evankinkley]

donovan rocker in every swat episode → 5x15

[loulou-land]

Swat should’ve had a deleted scene of Rocker singing “My Heart Will Go On”. How can you just drop that lil tidbit and not give us Lou singing his heart out? 😭

[scenesandscreens]

Director - Alex Garland, Cinematography - Rob Hardy

"Every time I survived a war zone, I thought I was sending a warning home - "Don't do this". But here we are."

Civil War (2024)

[haveyouseenthisseries-poll]

[tevos]

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[yourlocalegotisticalqueerishere]

Double date where we both have cop girlfriends, except you're actively in prison and your relationship is a secret so there's layers there

[siremasterlawrence]

Second Chances

The Carson family is well known to be harsh, cruel and deeply evil family with certain type of agenda set up to hurt family for a lifetime of hell.

I invited them into a home situation after a New York court appointed them to get some sort of rehabilitation for their god awful type of behavior.

They have been on a court order to be lock in their own house to be re-educated to do much better in the world and I have been to task.

I enter their home taking their keys locking the door shut closing the door and I happily face them with this wicked lock on my fav they are pissed.

Collecting all of their keys, wallets, and the whole family in projects throwing them into a side desk and they can’t escape ever this place ever again.

Clapping loudly my hands immediately point to the couch when they drop onto with my instructions and they plop on to with my command.

I felt bad with the windows closed on one end of it flipping on the knob as the central

air conditioner roars on they relief they felt is apparent.

I unfortunately knee this was all according to my plan, I exit the room letting air circle I collect its self and I want to see the effects take place.

First of the father Rob Carson succumbs in a big yawn his head drops and everything else begins to fade out of existence for him for days on end.

Rob has no idea why his eyes open up to be shocked he is in his bedroom the door open but no noise coming from anywhere in the home.

Something is off he feels quite odd now that he thinks about, closet is filled with an entire new wardrobe, his furniture practically gone for some reason.

He did not seem to care sitting down on his bed awaiting something a strange man walk in to his room, triggering the memories of the last night and how all of that horror is now love.

It was a week ago the man behind taps his shoulder holding his head up he can’t help but stare in to the spiral the bed fell from under him.

His body went in to free fall dropping in to an endless pit of darkness his entire life playing before him on huge long length screen he saw his own nastiness.

The contempt he felt for his self is absolute in that is undeniable deep down his souls is jetting off in to a land of pleasure and pain one man save him.

“You are the man from the court I saw you in my dream and I don’t understand why but you are my Master now.”

“What do you have to say to that weakling my dear Rob Carson big man on the worlds campus.”

“No! Please don’t say that feel so awfully and useless.”

“You hate and love this?”

“I do it feels like I am alive.”

“Do you know who I am?”

“Yes sir”

“Say it”

“Master Lawrence “

“Welcome home”

“Ooooohhhh…aaahhhhh”

“Are you ok?”

“Never want to leave “

“The court wanted you to rehabilitate me”

“You promised them to”

“To what? I did help your whole family “

“Forgot about them”

“Yeah”

“They are fine placed in new homes”

“I look about thirty years younger. Did you do this?”

“You de-aged even more so than you think my friend.”

“How are you doing this?”

“Shouldn’t you be alarmed?”

“Why would I?”

“Most would “

“Fuck you!”

“I am yours”

“Everything I say consumes you “

“I conquered you “

“I am at your service “

“Go stand by the mirror”

“Woah! What the hell?”

“You look amazing “

“How far back will it go?”

“Does it matter

“Of course not “

“Just curious “

“Zip it pussy “

“Do I live for you ?”

“You know the answer to that.”

“Face me! I am all that occupies your life “

“Yes Master!”

“Serve me! Accept your place “

“I do “

“Your family”

“Who’s that ?”

“Your friends”

“None”

“Fuck!”

“Do you love me?”

“Oh My God!”

“You are my love”

“My Master”

“My God!”

“Kneel for me”

“Take my hand “

“Kiss me”

“Who am I?”

The end

Second Chances Part 2

Robert Carson’s son Jack is the total hard ass absolute complete jackass who I have lock up in his room for the foreseeable future.

The door cracks open with excitement to his shock, his head lifting in to the air he stood up to stare at me with utter love and respect for me.

The door slams a bit I snap my fingers in an instant turning the lights on with bright light roving on and off covering the room the blinds fall.

His mind goes blank washing over the room spinning in a cycle constantly distracting him in away I knew it is the best way to break him.

I move forward to the bed I shove him on to it my shadow overcomes the wall my hands are in the air and I place it firmly on his knees to me.

Pressing hard it grasp or firmly applying a bit of pressure and even more pressure on to him. I caught his eyes drawing him near to me.

“Do you understand that I am the man of this house?”

“Yes, I am nothing compared to you except a slave.”

“Correct boi, you have been corrupted”

“Yyyeeesss”

“Kneel for me”

“Yes Master”

“Serving you is everything “

“My knight in shining armor”

“Take my hand, kiss it, lick it and suck it”

“Mmmmmm”

“You taste wonderful “

“You are a man”

His eyes fade closing with his back falling in to the bed backwards, instead he hit the airy blue pool washing on to the deck of the backyard. He wakes up rising from the bottom he took the steps at the edge climbing up in wet, skin tight and pumped clothes.

“Hey babe”

“I don’t remember “

“Who you are “

“Yes Master”

“You are aware of me”

“You are my slave”

“My puppet “

“A nobody “

“I love you sir “

“This body is yours to own”

“Break me in half “

“Split me open “

“I am your king”

“You have my life, money and body “

“Sir Yes Sir”

“Sir Yes Master Lawrence Sir”

“I am laying on the ground take advantage of me.”

“Hey dad!”

“What’s up?”

“Who are you calling dad?”

“Daddy”

“Mwahahahahaha “

“You are silly “

“Where’s your dad”

“You are my dad “

“He is your brother “

“Oh yeah!”

“Stop! You are funny”

“Hahahaha”

“What’s so funny?”

“You are dad”

“Kiss me”

“Thank you daddy”

“You are breath of fresh air “

“Nope! “

“Bois come up “

“Both of you “

“Kiss me”

“Hug me”

“You make breakfast “

“Slide down “

“Suck me off”

“Worship me”

“Mmmmm”

“Oooohhhh Gggoooddd”

“Ooohhhh!”

“FUCK!”

“I seduced you “

“Manipulate you “

“Your scent “

“It’s wiping me “

“Oh Sir”

“I love you “

The end

[cake-emu]

Coronation Street | Carla Connor + Lisa Swain (suspicious of Rob's intentions)

Bonus: (Rob proving their suspicions are very much warranted)

[herunswithscissors]

McNabb didn't "choke" in the Superbowl. And give Andy a break about mismanaging the clock when he did everything else he possibly could to coach the Avengers into nearly defeating Thanos without any deus ex machina bull shit.

Just pure gumption and genius coaching. But nothing beats Brady and Bellichek when Gronk and Brady are in sync. Even as a fucking AARP member with the fucking Tampa Bay Rays he's still formidable and a regular contender for the Superbowl today.

In the 90's The trio was an unstoppable force that just plowed up and down the field and every possession ended in a TD.

The 2004 Eagles kept up with Brady.

And that hall of fame defense fucked him up like the spirit of Reggie White possessed them. They made him cry and throw a tantrum and got dirt on his uniform. And turf in his face mask. Hitting and hurrying Brady almost every down against the very best offensive line money and guaranteed Superbowl rings can buy.

And fucking Brady just got even better.

And yet. And yet with Terrell Owens on a broken leg playing half speed yet doing outrageous plays and a nervous McNabb playing extremely competently using his legs and working well with Westbrook doing his magic and Owens showboating, Andy Reid almost did it. He almost got his offense to keep up with Brady and slow Brady down enough to give Donovan a chance to win.

But McNab let the pressure get to him at the end and stopped having fun. And began to hesitate and second guess instead of just instinctively having fun and playing at his usual superhuman level.

He just got nervous. Probably for the first time in his life. A real chance to beat Brady! And win the Superbowl for Philly at last! With his favorite teammates and coach Andy Reid! (Andy Reid is what Joe Paterno pretended to be.)

Donovan McNabb got nervous because only Tom Brady wouldn't get nervous at the thought of facing Brady let alone hoping to beat him in the Superbowl when he was playing top of his game. So Donovan "choked" and made some shit plays at the end there. But up till then he had danced up and down the field vs the Patriots defense and kept up with Brady blow for blow. McNabb was beautiful that day.

Andy Reid was on his game too and against all odds almost lead the Avengers to victory against Brady.

But Brady and Bellicheck with Gronk on his game is absolutely invincible. Just an unstoppable force where you are hoping for a failed 1st down run and and short second to make for a long third and then some kind of miracle stop or on third and long. The best defense was to try and draw fouls. Because you can't stop the guy. You just have to slow him down and hope for one or pray for two bad throws this 3rd down.

Like, third and thirty five was difficult but doable most possessions.

Eagles actually hit that smug father fucker a whole bunch on his way up and down the field. It didn't stop him. But it was hella fun to watch as my team almost beat Brady in his prime, but nothing could ever beat Brady in his prime. Even on his bad days he was nothing short of perfect and intelligent and creative and instinctual that borders on godlike.

I hate his guts and I just don't know why. He seems hella nice. He's too good looking and dates a model but good for him on all of that. I'm happy to see decent guys win the lottery. But I still don't like him. Such is life. I wish him well in everything but football. Get sacked Brady.

But yeah, no body, no matter how well prepared, trained and superhuman can be perfect for the entire Superbowl. You are going to lose some possessions without having scored.

The Eagles were a true Super Bowl team. Any other decade they would have won any Super Bowl against any team outside of the 2000's Patriots. They made every offensive line in the NFL look silly and picked off future hall of famers every other down.

The Lombardi Trophy belonged to Brady back then. Pure and simple. It was just who is going to lose spectacularly in the Super Bowl after playing big fish in a small pond till now.

Eagles almost beat Brady in his prime, but nothing can keep up with a demigod.

I submit that the 2004 Eagles were a feat of genius by Andy

He was able to cobble together a really good team around his star QB and other key players who are all hall of famers now. And I don't know how he snatched up Owens. Owens was amazing. He just had a big mouth and was a showboat. He backed up every boast too and made the greatest future hall of famer DBs miss every single time. And everyone loved it. Except the fucking racist NFL.

Andy managed to cobble together this amazing 2004 Eagles team and got them working together even though they didn't like each other at first and help them run together so well that he almost took this army of reject NFL superheroes up against Thanos and won.

He had a Lawful Good Deadpool instead of Captain America leading the charge. And Neutral Good Don't Give A Fuck Decent Guy Deadpool With a sharpie up his sleeve carving up the captains of Thanos. And Mysteriously unknown preternatural undersized Black Panther Westbrook conducting acrobatic feats y'all wouldn't believe today. Even still that man's shit was like watching Black Panther dance around dealing broken ankles and first downs out of third and long every time McNabb got in trouble.

Even the Avengers can't beat 2000s Brady.

Give McNabb and Andy Reid their due respect. They almost did the impossible together. Don't give them such trash about minor little lapses in perfection. You aren't the God of Noah.

You are an Eagles Fan! And you cheered through fucking Buddy Ryan's bullshit. Andy Reid and McNabb almost took down Brady in his prime! You should celebrate that team!