#mitm fanfic

[mysticallystilinski]

“ DEEP ”

a reese wilkerson x fem!reader fic

CW ! 17+ SMUT ✮⋆˙ established relationship ༘⋆ dry-humping ༘⋆ sub!reese + dom!reader ༘⋆ extra-needy reese lav speaks… reese is my new hyper fixation so i HAD to make a fic about him.

ten days without the touch of you and reese wilkerson has been off the hook. you had went on vacation, leaving reese to fend for himself. the constant loneliness was not getting eased even when you texted him, much less suggested to call him when you had the free gaps.

today was the day, you were coming home and spending the night at reese’s house. he had made sure to plan this thoroughly, clearing out his family from the house planned months in advance to go to a nice hotel assisted with the help of francis and piama. he had faked the sick trick, making it more believable by forcing himself to throw up and pass out.

lois was more than willing to part ways with him not knowing that you were yet to come back from vacation.

“i know that she’s still on vacation, that’s why i’m giving you a little trust reese to stay in and get rest.” lois knew something was ought to happen, but a free vacation was not something she was going to pass up on.

a knock on the door late at night after the wilkerson’s left was enough to make reese jump off of the couch and bolt towards the entrance. opening the door, he was faced with you holding an overnight bag and a huge smile on your face.

“reesey!”, you exclaimed, throwing your bag to the side and wrapping your arms around his neck. he stood there for a moment shocked from how soon your flight landed, but quickly put his arms around your waist and squeezed tightly. you two stayed there for a while, it seemed like forever not seeing each-other.

he groaned into the hug, already hard from the touch. you quickly pulled back, and pushed him away. “oh no no no! reese i want to talk, engage in conversation”, you whined. he covered his hard on, looking away from your eyes while replying back, “well you whining is not going to help the matter.”

“okay, come here let’s sit down”, you said grabbing his hand. he pulled away in an instant and you noticed him grow even harder from the touch. despite the slight hurt in your chest, you ignored it and proceeded towards his room and to the bed.

reese sat down beside you, but still kept his eyes away, scanning the room for something to distract himself with. “reese, if you’re gonna be like this all night then i might as well leave”, you spoke. his eyes darted to yours as his mouth opened to say something, but nothing came out.

“okay then, i’ll just leave”, you began to get up and walk towards the door before reese physically got onto his knees. “no don’t leave, i missed you so much”, he pleaded. you just laughed, your boyfriend was hilarious in these aspects. you jokingly started to walk away, but before you could even get out the door reese wrapped his arms around your legs.

“reese. what are you doing?”, you giggled. his body was contorted around your legs which made you stay in place “baby, i’m not actually going to leave, let me sit down.” he reluctantly pulled back from you so that he was back onto his knees again. his head was at the height of your chest, and his eyes battered up at you. “you’re so beautiful”, he spoke. this caused an instant blush to appear on your face. “what?”, you laughed awkwardly, it wasn’t something you expected him to just blurt out.

“you’re just gorgeous, and i love you”, he spoke softly while playing with your hands. without a second thought, you bent down slightly and placed your lips onto his, motioning for him to stand back up. still holding the kiss, you helped reese onto his feet as he slightly towered above you.

“i want to touch you”, he spoke gently, moving a hand to caress the back of your head. “really, tell me where you want to touch me?”, you spoke. “i’d rather show you”, he suggested. nodding quickly, you took off your shirt, and discarded it to the floor. reese did the same, but went a little further, discarding his sweats leaving him in only his boxers.

“hey, this isn’t fair! i think you should take off your pants too”, he stressed. you smiled and began to remove your pants, only leaving you in your bra and panties. “see reese, now it’s fair.” the distance was short between you two, it seemed that every second was an inch closer. reese began to play with your bra strap, fidgeting with it in his fingers and slightly pulling it down.

you slightly whined impatiently as reese became easily distracted with your lacy bra, and the way it felt in his hands. “reese!”, you slightly scolded trying to get the attention of the brunette boy. his eyes shifted towards yours, slightly licking his lips, and turning you around in a hot second.

within a snap, your bra was unclasped, and had fallen to the floor. your arms immediately went to cover your chest before reese turned you around again. “hm, why are you covering yourself baby?”, reese questioned. you stayed silent as his eyes raked your body and slightly raised his eyebrow at your stance. his hands reached up to uncover your body, without fuss you did as he motioned for.

a short breath left reese’s lips before his lips were back into yours in an instant. you groaned into the kiss, tugging onto his hair as he pushed you further back. you pulled back, “okay i’m sorry for teasing but this time i want to try something different.” he gave you a confused look before switching spots and pushing him onto the bed.

“stay there”, you spoke quickly before he had the chance to get up. he nodded in agreement before adjusting himself to a comfortable position. “i want to try being more dominant, and you being more — submissive.”

reese’s eyes slightly widened but a flash of darkness grew in his orbs. “i mean — i wouldn’t — i don’t..” he stuttered out in a mess. “you wouldn’t even wanna try it?”, you pouted. your body made its way closer to reese as his breath hitched in his throat, but of course he tried covering it with a fake cough. “it’s not that i wouldn’t want to try it..”, he trailed off. “then what is it?”, you asked. “i just think it would be too overwhelming.”

“reese. that’s the whole point”, you giggled before straddling him. “just listen to what i have to say and it will be all good, okay?” after those words were spoken, a small moan left reese’s mouth and a quick nod was brought upon from him. slowly but surely you began to grind your hips against his lap, you acted unfazed but reese was another story.

moans and whimpers left his mouth as his hands went to touch your waist. quickly swatting them away you warned him, “no touching, just let me make you feel good.” his eyes widened and you could tell he was slightly nervous, but his body was showing another form of expression. his hips bucked up incoherently, he was getting needier by the second.

his moans suddenly became louder before you placed a hand on his mouth. “shh, be quiet baby”, you cooed. his eyes darted to your lips and then your boobs. “hm, needy baby needs to touch me doesn’t he?”, you teased. this didn’t help reese’s case as he twitched in his boxers and almost came over the edge. reese’s mouth opened, and proceeded with the chance to get your fingers into his mouth.

in shock, you stopped what you were doing, but reese continued to suck on your fingers and give you a puppy dog eyed look. he thrusted his hips up to gain some type of friction, but you stood there in awe. you didn’t know reese was that kinky, like the type of kinky to put fingers in his mouth kinky. you weren’t complaining though.

“awe, poor baby, do you need to cum?”, you taunted. reese’s eyes rolled back as you began to slowly move back and forth against his covered bulge, still writhing with fingers in his mouth. words were trying to spill from his mouth before he went back to sucking, you noticed his hands bunching at the sheets too.

“come for me baby, please”, you whine out. immediately, reese’s head was thrown back and you removed your fingers to hear his cries. he moaned loudly, so loudly you were sure the neighbors heard him. feeling his cum through your panties, eluding from his boxers you became even more turned on.

through his labored breathing, reese finally spoke.

“now can i touch you?”

[glitterinmyveinss]

Hey er ive never done requests before and I don’t really know how to work tumblr at all so I hope I’m doing this right but anyways I saw your post about wanting someone to request Reese Wilkerson stuff and I just wanted to ask if you could make a post just for headcannons about him? I haven’t seen too many on here and I need them so bad 😭

ofc i can! tysm for requesting and ik a lot of other people sent requests for reese too n i'll get to them soon it's just i have an irl crush rn so the delusions aren't really delusioning apologies <3

Reese Wilkerson Hc's

ok i noticed that in the halloween episode in season 7 i believe he's wearing a misfits shirt !! so i think he would like punk, grunge, pop punk, and nu metal. like misfits, descendants, nirvana, limp bizkit, blink 182, sum 41, sublime, beastie boys, really anything punk related

definitely watches wwe and if you're over you're watching it too

he loves watching his favorite scary movies w you and he loves how you like them too!

if you don't like scary movies he dosent mind either bc that just means you'll be hiding in his arms the whole time so he wins either way

i feel like when he first met you he definitely played a prank on you to get your attention or just annoyed you but once you sorted that all out, you join him on his pranks and he swears he's never liked a girl more

if you're smarter than him and you offer to tutor him he'll only do it under one condition: he gets a kiss everytime he gets something right

might be self projecting but he's def a boob guy.

everyone has this image of him as some psycho tough guy but play with his hair and he'll just melt. especially if you have acrylic nails! his head will be in your lap while you guys are watching tv n you'll be playing with his hair and he'll be as quiet as a mouse and malcolm will just be like "how did you do that."

loves it when you borrow his clothes. especially his hoodies. it just does something to him

tbh i feel like he could go for someone with either a more edgier look ( think avril lavigne or bill kaulitz) or someone with the girly 2000s look ( think britney spears or any of the playboy bunny girls )

once you guys have an established relationship he'll spend all his time with you! at first he wasn't sure if it was ok but now that he knows you really like him he's so happy!

i don't think he's big on pda i think hand holding is as far as hell go but i don't think he minds if you kiss him on the cheek

but once you guys are alone omg

cant keep his hands off you!

he's either super horny or super cuddly no in between

you and him always get stuck babysitting jamie and he'll be doing the most normal thing like putting jamie's shoe on or feeding him and youre just stuck staring at him bc he looks so cute!

dates usually consist of movie marathons, him cooking something for you guys, concerts, theater trips, or something really spontaneous like taking a trip to another city just bc you guys were bored.

walks you to all of your classes <3

malcom n dewey really like you and think you keep reese sane

ties your shoes

if you guys have a class together he's always doodling in your notebook whether it's something cute or raunchy

i think he struggles with self image so he needs a lot of reassurance

if you have pets he somehow has an immediate bond with them. they just love him!

he try's really hard to remember things you like for future gifts/dates

i feel like he gives oddly specific compliments, but he has good intentions

"you smell like a slutty fairy"

"is that supposed to be a good thing?"

"duh."

the same way he secretly loves watching soap operas with his mom, is the same way he loves watching all of your shows. like the oc, dawsons creek, whatever you're into!

he would give the best and most thoughtful homemade gifts. tb to when he gave lois little jars of jam! he'd probally do something similar but according to your taste <3

gets jealous easily

it's hot/ cute tho

memorized all your favorite pastries/baked goods n makes them for you when he's feeling nice/ as an apology if he messes up

[kyurume]

txt reacting to your accusations of cheating .. (smau)

notes : okay, i was supposed to be doing the other chapter for "isn't it romantic?" (shameless promo, i know) but im procrastinating...

warning(s): suggestive in yjs, pet names, fem reader, crack

[luvrlou]

Literally begging for a Reese x reader, idc what it’s about but if you’re up to it write your heart out ❤️

Unexpected

Pairing: Reese Wilkerson x fem!reader

Summary: A sworn enemy sparks a romance at a halloween party?

Warnings: Language

A/N: sorry guys, i keep going m.i.a!

Word Count: 1.3k

Reese Wilkerson, where would you even start with this boy? You could always say you hated him, that he made your blood boil, that the thought of him made you want to jump into on-coming traffic, but that wasn't enough, that was too ordinary. To keep it short and simple, you loathed him.

Now a lot of people hated him, but you, you had to take that number one spot.

Your hatred started in elementary school, you were sat soundly in your fourth grade class, doing your maths work. Then he walked in, you had heard of Reece before, as he had been a terror in the second grade class across the hall.

"Children, we have a new student today, well kind-of. This is Reese, he moved to this class from Miss Wiggin's class, let's all be the sweetest angels we can be to him!" Your teacher spoke gently. Looking back, you felt horrible for this woman, a young twenty-something lady, in her first year of teaching having to take on the devil in a eight year-olds body for a year.

The children in the class watched as he stood blankly staring at the back wall of the room, silent.

"Honey, how about you go sit next to y/n," your teacher sweetly instructed, "y/n can you please raise your hand."

This is where it started, this very moment. Reese stalked over to the empty seat next to you, deciding to kick your seat as forcefully as an eight year-old could before sitting down. This made your pen glide over the paper, directing on your finished work.

"Are you kidding me!" You yelped, slamming your pen down, before you could even face the menace that caused this, you could hear him giggling away.

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Despite this interaction happening over seven years ago he still does the same giggle everytime he does something to ruin your day, which surprisingly is multiple times a day.

For once there was nothing he could do that would properly piss you off today, since it was halloween, and you were attending your best friend, Orla Presley's party.

You were sat with her in the lunch hall when he spotted you and strided over, "what is it today Reese?" You inquired looking up at the boy. "Wanting my lunch or something? Not surprised you are fat as fuck."

"Wow y/n, where's the kindness?" he taunted, placing his hand over his heart in faux-hurt.

"I'm not in the mood, take the hint and fuck off," you deadpanned in return, making him huff and walk away. "I hate that kid."

"Well y/n, I think he has a crush on you," Orla teased, wiggling her fingers in your face, making you start to laugh.

"Oh yeah, way to get the girl, bully her until she's sixteen, sure he does," you chuckled, pushing Orla's hand out of your face.

"Who knows?" She shrugged in response before starting to chat on about her party.

Orla waved to you as she walked the opposite way from the lunch hall, her having Spanish, and you having English. Then something harshly hit you on the back of the head, before thumping off the floor, it was a metal ball of some sort, then you heard the giggle and looked up to see Reese proudly smirking.

"What the fuck Reese! Leave me alone!" You screamed, walking up to him and bitch-slapping his cheek, "you are such a freak!"

For the first time ever, Reese actually looked upset by your words, he looked affected by your hatred. All he did in return was gulp and nod, before walking away in the direction of the main school doors.

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"You what?" you shrieked, turning away from the light-up mirror in Orla's room to face her in shock.

She started nervously laugh, "I invited Reese Wilkerson," she repeated sheepishly.

"Why! Why would you do that?"

"I know you hate him, but maybe you need to give him a chance, you guys would be such a cute couple!" She insisted in a persuasive tone.

"Please get that thought out of your head Orla!" you begged, before turning back around to finish adding fake blood to your neck.

You and Orla were dressed as pathetic excuses for vampire, all you did was add fake blood to your lip and neck, and darken your under eyes. Outfit-wise you both wore matching flowy black skirts that cut off mid-thigh, with little burgundy off the shoulder knitted jumpers that showed more skin than it covered.

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You were standing at the drinks table flirting with the captain of the football team, Leo Krint, when he walked in. Reese fucking Wilkerson.

He was wearing a skeleton morph suit, minus the mask, and grey sweatpants over the top. You watched as Orla walked straight over to him, pointing right at you. You had to say this threw you off, but then again you were stood right in front of the drinks table, that's probably what she was indicating towards, but you wanted to find out for sure.

"Leo, I need to go, I'll find you later," you hurriedly spoke, leaning up to place a kiss on his cheek.

"Sounds like a plan gorgeous," he replied, walking towards the group of footballers.

You swiftly walked over to Orla and Reece, latching onto your best friend's arm, "Orla, a word?"

"Yeah of course, I'll be right back Reece." He simply nodded before sending you a genuine smile, the first one you'd ever received from him, matter of fact, probably the first one he's ever did.

"Are you trying to set us up or something?" You inquired, crossing your arms.

"Ding, ding, ding," she chimed, grinning at you. Although you did not look pleased, "come on y/n! Give him a chance, I spoke to him earlier he really does like you!"

You hummed for a second, looking over at the boy, who was standing there looking around aimlessly. You had to admit he was pretty cute when he's being civil.

"I mean, he isn't totally ugly, and his smile is really pretty, infatuating really." You smiled softly, "but that doesn't mean I like his personality! It is stricly superficial!"

This made Orla beam, "see! you two would be perfect! Go talk to him!" She demanded, pushing you towards him, whisper-chanting 'go' in your ear.

When you got to him Orla took off to talk to someone else, "bitch," you muttered to yourself. "Hi Reese," you hesitantly spoke.

"I just want to say that I think you look really pretty right now, well you always look pretty, and I don't know why I wanted to make you hate me! Cause now we'll never be anything!" He rapidly blurted out, you making little to nothing out.

You started to laugh, "woah Reese, honey, slow down. I have no clue what you just said."

He started to scratch the back of his neck nervously, "I think you look really pretty, don't get me wrong you always look pretty, but you look beautiful right now."

This made your heart melt, without saying a word you grabbed his hand and walked outside, "if you think all that, then why are you so horrible to me?" you softly asked, still holding onto his hand.

"I don't know," he mumbled, "I know that I fucked up any chance I ever had with you."

"Reese, you'll still have a chance, because you're clearly a sweet boy, you just don't know what to do with yourself." you commented, smiling as you saw his face light up.

"I've been in love with you, since the first time I saw you in that third grade class." He confessed, looking away sheepishly the more he spoke.

All you could think to do in return was kiss him, so that is exactly what you did, your hands slid up his chest and around his neck to rest on the back of his head. Since he was atleast a head taller than you, you had to got up on your tippy toes to connect your lips with his.

His arms immediately snaked around your waist, pulling you flush against him. When the kiss broke he mumbled something about his parents being away out and his house being empty.

Now that was an unexpected night.

[mayo-in-the-morning]

Hey hey hey mayo mavens, it's the moment you've all been dreaming of, it's time for episode three of our little podcast! We are so happy to be back chatting to y'all, and as an aside, apparently only 10% of podcasts made get to a third episode before they run out of steam, so this is a little milestone for us! Thank you all for being here with us and showing us your enthusiasm and sending us asks for our guests and letting us know you're listening, it means the world to us, truly.

If you're new here, welcome, there are two whole other episodes that you can listen to if you like this one! Or listen to them first if you are a sequencialist. OR. chaotic option, play all three at the same time and just listen to the bits that you can hear in the gaps of the others...

We are joined this time by the glorious @metalheadmickey to discuss spicy fictions and the business of writing smut and it was such a treat, Jessie thank you so much for joining us!

Next time we are talking to everyone's adopted mom @squidyyy23 about crossovers, incredible outlines, and where my adoption papers are because it's been, like, months...so be sure to join us for that!

Until next time <3

Notes and warnings for episode 3 under the cut.

Episode Warnings

Explicit discussions of sexual content

Hosts

Leigh / she/her / @thisdivorce / vitalspark

Howl / she/her / @howlinchickhowl / howlinchickhowl

Jessie / they/them / @metalheadmickey / catgrassplantdad

Mayo In The Morning / asks

Current Fandom Events

Gallavich Trope Event / @its-a-queer-thing

Spicy Gallavich Collab / @spicygallavichcollab

Fandom History

Supernatural - obviously. Maybe one day we will get through an episode without discussing supernatural, but given our guest this time, it was never going tot be this one.

E.L. James - don't be E.L. James, guys. And by that we don't mean 'don't try and get your smut fic published and become a multi-millionaire author' because we would love that for you, we truly would. We mainly mean don't do that with a fic that heavily features kinks that you don't fully understand the consequences of practicing and export your poor understanding to millions of people around the world who decide to try it out without doing any research and put themselves in danger and put members of the community who do practice safely under intense scrutiny from the morality police. Don't do that.

The origins of Horny Gay Thug

Fanfictions mentioned

Watching / Cinematic with art by @heymrspatel / Ligature - all by Jessie

The Echo I Created by keepgoing/@23milestogo - Leigh's recommendation that doesn't quite fit into the smut category, but is worth a read nonetheless!

Our Favourite Smut Fics

Jessie

The Menagerie (WIP) by @crossmydna / You Like Me by anythingbutgrief / Spice Up Your Life by @squidyyy23/ Kinktober 2022 by @whatthebodygraspsnot

Howl

@ hornygaythug by @whatthebodygraspsnot / (g)loved up by @gallawitchxx / Let The Bodies Do The Talkin' (WIP) by @captainjowl / Size Matters by bravado

Leigh

Penile Enhancement by @captainjowl / The Switch-up by whatthebodygraspsnot / Africa (WIP) by @ian-galagher

[floatingonalilypad]

plsplspls do a Reese x fem reader where reader thinks Reese is a total jackass but after spending time with him she ends up falling for him. Add whatever you want but I js thought this was super cute.

yayyyayaya tyy so much for my first request! For my bestfriends brother heart i made reader be friends with Malcolm if thats okay!

I’ll post it separately from the ask :)

[starrieslove]

was drying my hair and every song that came on sounded like reese fsr

reese wilkerson in a band anyone? just me?

[theveryconfusedartistsart-blog]

My Undertale fanfic timelines!

I decided to make this for fun and for anyone who's reading or has read my fics and might be a little confused. (They might be more confused after looking at this?)

But yes, Growing Pains and Monster in the Mountain both closely split off from the same timeline, I know Monster in the Mountain looks like your typical 'bad timeline', and yeah, things are grim for a while, but things get better. Growing Pains has some dark moments too, albeit brief.

AND THEN THERE'S THE RIVER PERSON PARADOX, it's a little messy, but I think it makes sense for the most part. A part of me wants to say the River Person Paradox was probably indirectly caused by MitM Asriel's God shenanigans, but no, I've decided it was caused by (a very guilty) Gaster.

[kyurume]

👏👏👏 show some love to yeonlogic

cuddle with me…

just some soft thoughts of boyfriend!yeonjun cuddling with you :3

Boyfriend!yeonjun who loves hugging you at all times like if hes a koala stuck on you and whines if you pull away from him (just give the baby what he wants :<)

Boyfriend!yeonjun who always wants your face facing his during your guys little cuddle session so he could pepper your face with kisses

Boyfriend!yeonjun who just loves clinging onto you when hes super tired

Boyfriend!yeonjun who likes imitating the faces of your plushies to make you laugh and giggle

Boyfriend!yeonjun who pouts and gets sulky if you dont give him kisses and says words to you like “if you dont kiss me i wont cuddle you anymore” with a pout on his lips and his brows furrowed

Boyfriend!yeonjun who whispers sweet nothings in your ears as you fall asleep slowly in his arms such as “sleep well baby” and “I hope you dream of me”

Boyfriend!yeonjun who admires you sleeping before he snuggles closer to you and drifts off to sleep with you in his arms

wrote this while being delusional and having the biggest smile on my face which i hope this feeds you delusions as well :3

[fingercats]

These two would have been a very popular ship in mitm if the neighbors were mainstay after that one episode like a Malcom x Josh fanfic would be cool

[captainshadowgirllostfan]

Crazy Daughter

It made Lois sad to think that out of all her children, the one whom she was the least closest to was Frances.

Not only was Frances her firstborn, but she was her only daughter out of four, now five, children.

For Lois, Frances was her second chance from the terrible decisions she made for herself.

Though she can’t regret marrying Hal. Or even having kids. She just wished she got to do all the things she dreamt she would do as a girl.  

When she was pregnant with Jamie, despite the fact that her only daughter was the most problematic of her children, she had still hoped for another daughter, if anything to start over with.

She blamed herself partly for their bad relationship, but for the life she wasn’t sure how she could’ve gone any different with Francis.

When she was in high school she had always dreamed she would have all daughters when she married, if she decided to go the suburban mother route. Her teenage self was right about one thing, the suburban mom life was truly a nightmare.

But her teenage self was wrong about one thing.

Raising a girl was not easier than raising a boy.

Francis proved that.

As Frances grew older, she soon showed how much her angelic features belie the true devil that lay beneath. The girl was a wildling. Their once beautiful polished white apartment soon became a canvas for Frances’ chaotic nature unraveling. Food and drink stains from trying to get Frances to eat and wean her out of nursing, crayon coloring all over the walls, their couch looked like it was made from patchworks of army fatigues, etc.

Their apartment was the image of despair, especially for Lois who prided in being clean. It made her look bad that she hardly brought company in anymore. Not that they would come even if she asked. Her friends could already see the pathetic mess she was becoming, and hardly respected her enough to be associated with her.

Still she at least tried to get close to her daughter. Because even if sons push their mothers away, daughters will always have to come to their mothers in the end of the day. For advice about being a woman and boys and such.

One thing she’d happily admit was the great thing about having Francis was the shopping. It was the one thing she enjoyed when Francis was a babe, though she always did ruin everything she bought.

And it was something she enjoyed as Francis grew older. Out of all her children, Francis was the only one excited about shopping.

But she was also the most pickiest. It didn’t bother Lois much at first. She was rather proud of how independent thinking her daughter was. That was until she grew into her teens and started picking more darker and risque items, so opposite of her angelic appearance but matching of her personality.

But Frances had always been independent. It was something Lois was actually proud of, but it was a double edge sword, because Frances much like Malcolm always tried to push Lois away. Seeing anything Lois says as nothing more than a criticism or jab at how they choose to live their lives, and because their mother disapproves, all the more determined to continue.

Like how Lois tried to convince Frances she shouldn’t try to pick such short skirts, or shorts.

How she should try wearing brighter colors.

How she was too young to have a car and wair.

How she was too young to have sex and should wait.

How she should not ever get her nose or lip pierced.

That last one had got Frances into boarding school.

At that point, Lois was just tired of dealing with her wayward daughter. She couldn’t understand her, she didn’t want to honestly.

Frances was nothing like her when she was young.

“She is just like you!” Hal once said to her, when she and Frances were having another fight, this time over Frances fixing the roof.

“What!?” Lois screamed, “She is not! If anything she got that rebellious attitude from you!”

Hal scoffed.

“Remember how you were back in high school! Wearing leathers and acting like you’re the king of the school. You and Larry would always get into all kinds of messes! I remembered one time you streaked bare naked across the gym during a pep rally and only got caught because you didn’t see the volleyball net and got yourself caught wrapped in it!” Lois exclaimed.

This got Hal chuckling a bit from the memory, “One wonders how I even got you to date me?”

“One wonders..” Lois says dryly, not willing to go further on old times. They were discussing Frances, like they tend to whenever Frances was at home.

“Still that wasn’t rebellion honey. That was honestly stupid teenage drunkeness. I was seriously drunk during that time! God that Larry!” Hal joked. “Frances doesn’t have that stupidness.”

“I beg to differ.” Lois muttered folding her daughter’s pink blanket, which made her feel warm a bit that Frances still took to some bright colors Lois preffered of her rather then black.

All that girl wore was black.

But maybe boarding school and interacting with more appropriate girls had started changing her.

Everytime she thought that, she was always proven wrong.

“No Lois, Frances is just like you.” Hal said drinking his afternoon coffee, and munching on a sandwich, “You are both stubborn and hotheaded. You never know when to quit when you’re ahead of yourself.”

“What’s that supposed to mean!?” Lois exclaimed.

“What I mean, is that this back and forth between you both expecting the other to give in is going far to long, and something has to change! I know deep down you want to have a good relationship with her! You’ve always wanted a girl! She’s our only girl Lois! The least you can do is try to understand her and accept her for who she is!”  exclaimed Hal passionately.

“I understand and accept her!” protested Lois putting down the clothes she was folding indignantly.

“Do you Lois? Have you ever tried?” Hal implored.

Lois paused and thought. She didn’t understand Frances. She honestly didn’t understand all her kids. The closest she could say of understanding any of her children might be Malcolm though even he exhibited behavior that made her question whether or not he was purposely becoming dumb. Like that time he dated Sarah Coleman without her permission.

“Okay I don’t understand her. But I want too! If only she let me! But every time I try to get close to her, she pushes me away and blame me for every terrible thing that happens to her!” Lois tearfully sobbed, while Hal moved to hold her.

“I mean all I want is to have a daughter I could shop with, could confide to, to guide her, show her, help her become the best she could be and to not make the mistakes I’ve made. I want her to follow her dreams! To be happy!”

“And she is!” Hal consoled.

“Is she? Is having her go to that boarding school a big mistake?” asked Lois.

“No. No it isn’t. Honestly the girl needed a better environment then what we were providing. To be fair, I think we honestly spoiled her.” Hal somberly admitted.

“Tch! You mean you spoiled her!” Lois muttered, wiping a tear with her right hand.

“What!? I am not the only one guilty of it! Don’t act like you don’t give her leeway as well especially when it comes to girl stuff. Frances knows out of all the boys, your biggest weakness is shopping. And you also let her get away with dating all those boys!”

“For goodness sakes Hal-”

“What if she got pregnant!” Hal screamed, his voice now becoming high-pitched, “Huh, then what? What will we do if she continues to sleep with all the wrong boys or god forbid get into drugs!”

“Hal, I’m sure-”

“Oh my god, and you kicked her out!”

“Hal-”

“YOU KICKED HER OUT AND SHE COULD PROBABLY BE WITH RICHIE THAT GOD FORBID NO GOOD-”

And then the door slammed leaving Lois with laundry and leftover breakfast.

“Dad really gets crazy when it comes to Frances doesn’t he…” Malcolm remarked behind her.

Lois sighed, maybe she wasn’t the entire problem when it comes to Frances.

No raising a girl was definitely not easier then a boy, especially when that child happened to be Frances.

[the-unofficial-village-idiot]

I really do just write words. If you want more, you can go check out my shitty fanfic

I am going insane writing this

[mayo-in-the-morning]

Hello and welcome to the first episode of Mayo in the Morning. We are thrilled to be bringing you this podcast, and even more thrilled if you are actually sitting down to listen! 

Each episode will have an accompanying set of notes so if you hear anything in the show that you want to know more about, hopefully you will find that information here.

If you enjoyed the episode please let us know, the enthusiasm that the fandom has shown for this project has been so wonderful, and we want to make the best show possible for all of you.

Our Ask box is open and we welcome feedback, interactions, professions of undying love etc etc. We may even read some of them on air! This is also the place to get in touch if you have suggestions for episode themes or guests you would like us to invite. We want to hear from you, don't be shy!

Next episode we will be joined by Bee/@gallawitchxx to discuss writing and reading in the omegaverse. No floaties, we’re diving right on in, and we hope you'll join us in the water!

Notes for episode 1 under the cut

Episode Warnings: 

There are no warnings for episode 1

Hosts:

Howl / she/her / @howlinchickhowl / howlinchickhowl

Leigh / she/her / @thisdivorce / vitalspark

Mayo In The Morning

TV shows mentioned:

CSI

Young Americans

Queer As Folk

Midnight Mass

Teen Wolf

Battlestar Galactica

Fanfictions mentioned:

Like Real People Do by Grayola

Restoration by pink_ink

Conflict of Interest / Reckoner (wip) / Change Like Shifting Shadows (wip) - all by vitalspark

Song of the Hearth / Ristretto (wip) - both by howlinchickhowl

Fandom History

In this episode, and in episodes to come, we are discussing various different tropes common to works of fanfiction, if any are unfamiliar to you or you want to know more about any in particular, this fanlore list is a good place to start.

We discussed a few different sites of fandom yesteryear that we once might have frequented, some are defunct, some are little more than resting places for russian porn bots, all can be learned about via the following links:

Fanfiction.net

Angelfire

Geocities

Livejournal

Do you know the Archive Of Our Own? More commonly known as and generally referred to by us as ao3, the universe's most prolific archive of fanworks and one of several projects run by the Organization for Transformative Works who are a seasoned general in the fight against the corporate internet's war on freedom.

Do you know the Gallavich Fanfic Library? They are an excellent resource for fic readers, they recommend fics, find fics you're sure you read once but can only remember one scene from a middle chapter, and also help find similar stories when you've just read something great and need that exact same thing again, just a little bit to the right.

What we’re reading:

Leigh

M8te (wip) by Gallawitch / Thankless Existence (wip) by squirrelfund

Howl

These Foolish Games (wip) by suzy_queue / Veins run red and blue by andchaos

[floatingonalilypad]

Guys if you Like Malcolm in the middle pls send me fanfic prompts!

I will write for any of the characters. I will only do x readers For Francis Malcolm and Reese tho.

I wont write Wilkercest at all!!! Don't bother asking!

I'm also not going to write smut because i can't write it 😭. I'm up to write anything else though!

[luvrlou]

Nail Polish

Pairing: Reese Wilkerson x fem!reader

Warnings: N/A

Summary: Y/N finds Reese's many bottles of nail polish and paints his nails.

A/N: I have 7 requests and 8 drafts sitting incomplete rn but I saw a headcanon about Reese wearing nail polish so I had to do this.

Y/N’s knuckles lightly hit the front door of the Wilkerson household, when the door swings open she is greeted by Lois, “Y/N! how have you been?" Lois smiles, her hands finding her hips.

“I’ve been great Mrs Wilkerson, thank you for asking!” She smiled with a nod, "how about you?"

"I have been doing well, despite the boys running amok." Lois' laughed, "well, come in, I assume you are here for Reese."

"Yeah! I've not seen him at all this week!"

Lois gestured for her to enter their house, "he's in his bedroom, you know he's been much more behaved ever since you met him," she laughed.

"Thank you Mrs Wilkerson!"

Y/N made her way through to the boys' shared room to find Reece sprawled out across his bed.

"Hey Reece!" She grinned, walking through the door, his face instantly lit up due to her unexpected arrival.

"Y/N! I missed you so much!" He beamed running up to the girl and engulfing her in a hug.

Reece buried his face in her neck and kissed her shoulder, Y/N giggled at the boy, looking around his room. Her giggles became more apparent when she saw a small group of around six or seven bottles of nail polish in different shades sitting on his bedside table.

"Reece?" She question, receiving a hum back from the boy to indicate that she should continue, "Is that nail polish?"

Reece instantly pulled away from her and started spluttering out words of denial, as he did this Y/N made her way over to the group of nail polish bottles, she picked up a bluish-grey colour and twisted it in her hands, admiring the colour.

At this point Reece had stopped rambling and instead just sat on his bed red-faced.

"Reece..." Y/N drawled, clearly wanting something, "could I paint your nails?"

"No! Absolutely not!" He quickly said, facing away from Y/N.

"Why not?" She whined, "you would look so cute"

"I don't want to look cute!"

"Please," she smiled, trying her best attempt at puppy-dog eyes.

Reece rolled his eyes, with a smile plastered on his face at your eagerness, "okay, fine! Yes you can paint my nails."

Y/N jumped onto the bed beside Reece, the nail polish she was holding earlier still in her hands. She grabbed Reece's hands and placed them in front of her.

Once she unscrewed the cap she got straight to painting, Reece watched the focused girl intently as she applied the polish to the last nail.

"Now we must wait for your nails to dry and then you will have to most pretty nails in the whole world!" Y/N chuckled, causing Reece to laugh.

'Well thank you, I really like the colour!" He replied softly, which was quite out of character for the loud teenager.

[puppyduckster]

Thanks for the tag @celestemagnoliathewriter :D

Fandom Stuff: I have published ten one shots since 2022 that I am particularly proud of including Mea Culpa, Amor vincit omina, and A Little Encouragement Goes A Long Way

I was able to write(to the best of my knowledge) the first fanfic on Ao3 for one of my favorite book series- The Calpurnia Tate books

I was finally able to map out my multi chapter MITM fic and I hope to make some more progress on that this year

I was introduced to the Doctor Who and Buffy the Vampire Slayer fandoms and I find both groups to be pretty fun

I am getting closer to hitting the 50k word mark on AO3

Non Fandom Stuff

I may be able to graduate college early, and can start actually working in my chosen major(which I enjoy so far)

I’ve discovered some new music that I like

I’ve made some new friends lately and I’m getting better at getting out of my shell

I’m starting to take more walkss and I find that it helps in terms of both my physical and mental health :)

I tag @mariekavanagh @annasghosts and @annabtg :D

self-celebration tag game

Thank you @turanga4 for tagging me! This is such a cool concept. I'm delighted to hear about your many happy moments, and I celebrate you too!

As for what I'm self-celebrating:

Fandom stuff:

I published 7 one-shots: Eighteen Months, Kissing Katie, Pure Love, On Her Terms, Teaching Rodolphus, Trust, and Confession.

Kissing Katie was my first f/f work and I really enjoyed it.

When my long-suffering (and very supportive) husband @rawr-gorg-smash read Pure Love, he said it was the closest I'd ever come to poetry. That felt good to hear.

Trust was my first foray into light bondage. I like how it turned out but I'm not sure it's something I'll do again!

I wrote two fics for two separate fests. I am SO excited to see them fully published.

By my estimation, I've written about 50,000 words since February 1st. I expect to be at 60k by the end of the week.

I hit a couple milestones in my AO3 stats that made me feel really good.

I JUST finished Someone Else's Life, the first 'medium' length fic I've written.

Non-fandom stuff:

I got a fellowship for the next academic year. It means I get another year of funding!

I got some money to go to a conference in March. I'm exploring jobs outside of academia, and this is going to be good for networking. Plus, I get to do a little traveling.

There was an evening recently in which I got the type of news that, in the past, would've had me go into a days-long depression spiral. I was going to take a depression nap, but I decided to use some cool therapy skills and channel what I was feeling into something creative. One of the fest fics I wrote is the product of that evening.

I'm looking forward to seeing the self-celebration posts of @artemisia-black, @messrmoonyy, @puppyduckster, @incalculablepower, @takearisk-ao3, and @in-love-with-remus-lupin!