#doug's OTP

[trueloveistreacherous]

[beanzabear]

some magma drawings i did last night LMAO

(also…androidish!glados design in the works…..)

my handwriting is horrid so : oh this? this is just something i whipped up. it says, “welcome home, cheater.” in case your brain damage and/or simple mind doesn’t allow you to read. i was going to make something nice. the sign i originally set up said, “welcome home, chell.” but, since you decided to CHEAT ON ME with a PERSONALITY CORE, I decided the original plan was no longer an option. …you monster.

[aflawedfashion]

Doug & Tina | Minx 1x05 / 2x01

[britishsass]

got in a mood. Decided to look through my old art and find almost every picture of Doug and Caroline I've made in the past 6 years. (This is why it slowly gets worse /lh)

I still think my favorites are the ones I did for my birthday in two different years, aka the first two. The one of Doug playing guitar, aka the second one, is still a piece I really liked making.

Anyways. Thought with the fact that others are starting to enjoy this ship too, I should share what I made a long time back ^_^

[addictedtostorytelling]

[busyasabbey]

My new Discord pfp 🥰

[autisticjoshrusso]

Oh also !! What about "vanishing act" ??? (I really like the title btw!!)

Thank you!! I'm glad you love the title too, I'm obsessed with it personally, not to brag or anything FSKJDHJKSFD

Gotta be honest I've been reticent to share anything about this one because of how high tensions are running in fandom right now! Like, the need to put tons of disclaimers and over-explain myself is crazyyyy... anyway yeah disclaimer I don't think any of this will be canon, I'm not anti-tommy, not personally big into shipping bucktommy but also don't mind if you do, I multiship like crazy, and I love when men are fucked up and evil. That should cover it hopefully.

So yeah anyway Vanishing Act is my Evil!Tommy fic JKSFKJ. Basically just like the Jonah evil reveal recontextualized all his previous actions, the fic extrapolates and reinterprets Tommy's canon behaviors in a new, darker direction. Essentially, after realizing that both Buck and Eddie are inextricable from each other, he sets his sights on Josh, who is by his own admission already incredibly isolated. And boy, does it work.

I'm planning on either three or five chapters, and the first two are definitely going to be Maddie POV, still not sure whether or not I'm going to keep it that way for the whole fic or switch over to other POVs for later chapters. I don't have the later chapters worked out nearly as clearly as the first ones alas.

There's a lot of angst about Maddie and Josh's relationship getting more tense, and her thinking maybe she's wrong but what if she's right, and what can she even do, and what if she's going to lose her best friend to the same thing that almost killed her? And yes, there will be direct parallels drawn between Doug and Tommy. You see why I need the disclaimers. It's an AU! I don't think that's what he's actually like I promise! I will be writing Good Timeline fics where he isn't evil for those who aren't into this sort of thing. I have a diversity of content and like playing with lots of different, incompatible ideas.

(And if it wasn't obvious by the description, the title is a reference to "vanishing" into a toxic relationship/losing who you are and pretending that everything is fine to everyone, even yourself.)

[drelizabethgreene]

It’s been a busy 2023 so far! So for the next couple of days, I’m going to post about some of the fics I’ve written so far this year. :)

First up, the January and February fics I wrote for @yearoftheotpevent! The prompts I chose were “fake dating” for January and “established relationship” for February, featuring Rollisi (SVU) and Doug/Carol (ER), respectively.

[isagrimorie]

#faith's stated motivation this episode is not that buffy stabbed her#it's that she's dating riley#this is a doug petrie stan account#bad girls enemies and this year's girl?#he's the fuffy warrior (via @comradesummers)

“I know writers who use subtext and they’re all cowards” — Doug Petrie, probably

[tiderider]

tag  dump .

.     otp .     ›     come  away  to  the  water  ──  allie  &  harry .

.     connection .     ›     jacqueline  sparrow .

.     connection .     ›     nina  gothel .

.     dyn .     ›     no  covenants  between  lions  &  men  ──  jay  &  harry .

.     otp .     ›     sharp  awareness  of  flesh  we’ll  hold  ──  henry  &  harry .

.     connection .     ›     charlie  la  bouff .

.     connection .     ›     doug .

.     otp .     ›     i’ll  kiss  your  eyes  &  repent  ──  udyati  &  harry .

.     connection .     ›     wu  lihua .

.     otp .     ›     let  us  be  devastation  &  devastated  ──  ben  &  harry .

[trueloveistreacherous]

I’m still in love with him. I am. I’ve been in love with him since I was 23 years old. He’s everything to me. He’s my life. I feel complete when I’m with him and I feel empty when we’re apart. He’s the father of my children. And he’s my soulmate.

[bookdork1]

rationally i understand that they had to have doug leave carol alone during her entire pregnancy and be (offscreen) barely there the first months of his daughters lives because george clooney was becoming a movie star and left the show, but ideologically i would never have forgiven that man for blithely living half a continent away while i was raising his twins on the daily. 

[aflawedfashion]

Doug & Tina | Minx 2x06

[userautumn]

#something something instead of being her replacement abby is the one who mentored maddie when she started working at dispatch.#they became friends outside of work which is how maddie and tommy meet. long after abby leaves los angeles maddie and tommy remain friends#maddie is there when tommy comes out. tommy is there when maddie gets kidnapped#(and personally gives howie his endorsement. he's a good guy and he thinks he's perfect for maddie)#but somehow his path doesn't really cross with buck until after everything with doug. maddie's in the hospital and tommys lingering outside#her room and sees this kid sitting on the hospital floor. he's shaking and crying and doesn't look like he's aware of either of those thing#he's all bloodied up and tommy *aches*. so he goes over and sits next to him. doesn't say anything. just sits and offers support to this#person who is technically a stranger but who *feels* familiar#and buck holds it together for five seconds more before he's leaning toward tommy and sobbing on his shoulder.#it's one of those intimate moments with strangers that are supposed to happen and then become a memory.#neither of them are supposed to see the other again and they don't think they will because they don't exchange names or anything.#but then there's a welcome home party for maddie and chimney at bobby and athena's house and tommy sees him across the room#and it's like magnets pulling them together. they're inseparable for the rest of their lives after that#tv: 911#otp: eye of the storm

can we please have more of this?????? i am on my hands and knees. i am begging. even if it's just bullet points. it's soooooooooooooo.

you asked so nicely, i will give you anything. <3

so. as i was saying. tommy sees buck across the room, and he doesn't... really know how to react. that memory of him, of them, sitting together feels like something precious. it's something he holds in the palms of his hands and looks at during nights when he's feeling fragile and alone and he doesn't really understand why. or. well. he kind of does. no one has ever... needed him for things like that. no one's ever really needed him at all, but no one's ever sought him out for comfort. no one's ever thought he was made of gentle things, that he could be a comforting presence.

so seeing this kid across the room feels... disarming. it also, irrationally, feels unfair. because tommy was so caught up in his feelings about the memory that he almost forgot it's a memory he shares with someone else.

someone who, apparently, can just show up in his life whenever they want.

he ducks away before the kid can see him. they're outside on the patio. he touches maddie's arm - gently, because he can't shake the sight of her in a hospital bed - and nods toward the house where the kid is still visible through the glass doors.

"who is that?"

her brow furrows. she follows his line of sight and the way her face breaks open into the softest, most loving smile tells him everything he needs to know.

"that's your brother," he says before she can.

"yeah." she turns toward him. "wait, have i never introduced you guys before?" tommy's eyes widen as she waves a hand. "buck, come here."

"oh." tommy is panicking. "oh, we don't... we don't really have to do that."

"hush, it's fine."

and that's all she's able to say before buck appears at her side. tommy clocks the moment he recognizes him. it happens the minute buck lays eyes on him. his face turns this beautiful shade of pink that has tommy's heart practically wrenching in his chest. he swallows, his hand tightening around his soda can.

"tommy, this is my little brother. buck, this is tommy." she looks between them. "it's kind of weird how you guys have never met before."

and all tommy can think of is the weight of this kid against his side. the smell of his cologne twining with the copper stench of blood. the protective arm tommy had curled around his shoulders as if daring the world to try to pop the bubble they'd built around themselves.

"yeah." tommy's laugh is thin, brittle. "weird."

buck recovers first and far faster than tommy himself. he holds out a hand. "evan."

tommy shakes his. "tommy."

maddie raises an eyebrow but before she can ask, her attention is being called away by someone or something else. evan nods his head toward the house, and tommy follows. it's quiet inside, everyone except the kids crammed out onto the cement and grass.

here in the kitchen, alone, it kind of feels like their bubble has made a return. it makes the atmosphere far too close, far too intimate for someone tommy's only shared a combined total of fifteen minutes with.

his breath catches in his chest when evan looks at him.

"so," evan says.

"so."

evan ducks his head. oh, he's shy. without the barrier of maddie's kidnapping looming over them, evan is awkward, and so damn sweet he could rot right through tommy's teeth. his heart twists again.

"yeah, so, listen, about the other day..."

"we don't have to talk about it, if you don't want to." evan looks up, eyes wide and surprised. did he think tommy was going to make him? "i mean it. we can just forget about it if you want."

"no. i-i mean, i don't... want. i mean." evan huffs in a way that's supposed to be a laugh but falls flat and circles around to uncomfortable, unsure. "it's - my captain, bobby, he's... he wasn't answering his phone that day. and he's... he's more than just my captain, he's like... he's kind of like my dad, i guess. and he wasn't answering his phone. eddie wasn't answering his phone. my sister almost died -" his tongue trips over the word even now "- and i... i needed somebody. and you were there." he looks up at tommy and meets his gaze head-on, and it's at that moment that tommy learns that evan is, was, and always will be braver than he will ever be. "so, thank you."

tommy's soda can has gone warm in his hand. he knocks back the rest of it, if only for want of something to do, and sets the empty can on the counter.

evan watches him throughout the entire thing.

"i don't - i mean - it was nothing. i was just... doing what anyone else would do."

evan turns his head, a little half-shake like it's an argument he wants to have but won't. together, they look out toward the patio. howie sits beside maddie, his arm thrown over her shoulder, her hand on his thigh. they treat each other so gently, like they're both fragile things that deserve to be cradled. it's beautiful. tommy wants that one day.

when he turns, evan is already looking at him.

evan nudges his shoulder with his knuckle. "well, thanks, is all i wanted to say."

tommy shakes his head before the words are even finished leaving his mouth. "you don't ever have to thank me for that." it scares him how much he means it. "but, thank you for..." for letting me hold you, for letting me take care of you, even if just for a moment. thank you for letting me be the type of person i've always tried to be. tommy clears his throat. "just thank you."

evan's mouth turns up into a tiny little smile. he changes his voice to mimic tommy's and says, "you don't ever have to thank me for that."

tommy laughs. oh this one's sweeter than pure sugar, isn't he?

they look back out over the party for only a moment before bobby peeks his head in.

"cake time," he says before he disappears back outside.

cake time it is, then.

tommy gestures for evan to go ahead of him and, halfway to the backdoor, evan turns to make sure he's still following him. how silly. of course tommy's still following him. he's starting to think that this is becoming a recurring theme in his life. evan will march somewhere, and tommy will follow close behind. he winks and gives him a small smile, one that evan returns before he turns around again.

the cake is half-chocolate, half-vanilla, quite literally split in two because maddie and howie are the same in all the ways that matter and vastly different in all the ways that don't. evan hovers at his back and takes a paper plate when tommy offers it. they stick to each other's sides like saran wrap until the evening blends from dusk to nightfall, barely speaking to one another but never straying far from each other's orbits.

it's the damndest thing. years later, tommy still won't be able to explain it. when asked, the only word he comes up with is magnetism, something fundamental and cosmic that always, always pulled them back to each other.

they're the last to leave at the end of the night.

tommy watches from the driveway while evan hugs bobby and his wife goodbye, and then they're alone. it's not awkward, it can't possibly be when they've shared so much yet so little. but it feels... weighted. warm. heavy and scary, like holding a ten pound weight while balancing at the edge of a cliff. one wrong move, and you fall, and fall, and fall...

evan leans against the side of his jeep and faces him. "well."

"well."

"it's getting late, i guess i better leave."

"i guess so."

neither of them move. in both of their hands are tupperware full of cake and enough food that tommy won't have to cook for at least two days. having his hands full is not conducive for what he wants to do. what he wants to do is lean in, breathe evan's air, drag his nose along the line of his neck, and jaw. press his lips to evan's to see if they really are as soft as they look. but. well. he can't kiss someone he's just met.

can he?

"listen." tommy finds his mouth moving without his own permission. "i work down at harbor. you should come by sometime, i would love to show you around."

evan's eyes brighten. "really?"

"yeah. maybe i can even take you up in the air."

"i - yeah. yes, that sounds awesome, i -" he softens. "i would love that."

tommy swallows. his heart hammers in his chest. he clears his throat. "so, ah. it's a... it's a date then?"

evan's cheeks flush that lovely pink again.

"yeah. yeah, i - i guess it is."

a beat passes. tommy really does have to go. his hands are cramping from holding his goodies and he's got work in the morning. but before he can say as much and take his leave, evan swoops in. he presses a quick, barely there kiss to his cheek and then steps back. his eyes are wide, like he's surprised by himself, but he looks giddy. mischievous. precious.

he nods his head back toward his jeep. "okay. i'm going to go now."

tommy nods. his face is on fire. "okay."

"okay. i - bye."

tommy's face softens into a smile. "bye, evan."

he steps back while evan wrestles with his car keys. evan all but tosses his goodies into the passenger seat and then waves goodbye. tommy watches as he backs out of the driveway, watches as evan waves again before he pulls off. and then tommy's left in the still silence of a los angeles night, a feeling in his gut like something is pulling, tugging, drawing him toward the brake lights at the end of the street.

something like magnetism, isn't it?

[addictedtostorytelling]

[smidgen-of-hotboy]

Things we Know about @sliphater and @slipjacksonlover (w/ citations):

1) They are not the same person. (revealed in the tags)

2) They've made out in a closet.

3) They work together producing their own podcast. (more on this later)

4) They both have listened to Wolf 359 and love Doug Eiffel.

5) SlipJacksonLover does hate someone: Joe Fisher, Midnight Burger.

6) Diversity win/loss! They're both asexual!

7) They started making out (again) and will not stop for the next 17 years. (That's how long Slip's coma lasted)

8) Slip Jackson died, they shook hands. Did SlipHater ever confess their undying love?

9) SlipHater gave a speech at the Slip Jackson funeral that they were not invited to in the SlipJacksonLover Discord server that they were also not invited to.

10) SlipHater also doubles as NureyevHater. They hold so much hate in their heart.

11) It's all satire.

12) SlipJacksonLover smoked a joint in honor of Slip Jackson.

13) Podcast with them is titled "Either" where Sliphater voices the depressed idiot and SlipJacksonLover voices the other idiot.

In conclusion: they are coworkers, best friends, rivals, an enemy and a lover, polar opposites, soul mates, the true otp we should've been rooting for. Sliphater×SlipJacksonLover should've been on my season 5 bingo card god dammit.