#trevor updates

[abbeysquidd]

Where to find the Achievement Hunters in a post Rooster Teeth world (updated)

Jack Pattillo: Twitch (JackPattillo), YouTube (JackPattillo)

Michael Jones: Twitch (MichaelStreamsHere)

Gavin Free: The Slow Mo Guys

Jeremy Dooley: Twitch (DooleyNotedGaming), YouTube1 (DooleyNotedGaming), YouTube2 (dooleynotedvods), YouTube3 (DooleyNotedShinies)

Matt Bragg: Twitch (AxialMatt), YouTube (braggaboutit)

Trevor Collins: Twitch (its_Treh)

Alfredo Diaz: Twitch (AlfredoPlays)

Ky Cooke: Twitch (DefinedByKy), YouTube (definedbyky)

BlackKrystel: Twitch (BlackKrystel)

Joe Lee: Twitch (LoeJeez)

Fiona Nova: The Cream Team, Twitch (FionaNova), YouTube (Fiona Nova)

[Links to their Twitters/Instagrams below]

Geoff Ramsey: Instagram (geofflramsey)

Jack Pattillo: Twitter (jack_p), Instagram (jackpattillo)

Michael Jones: Twitter (100PercentMikey), Instagram (ah_michaeljones)

Gavin Free: Twitter (GavinFree), Instagram (gavinfree)

Jeremy Dooley: Twitter (JeremyNDooley), Instagram (realjeremydooley)

Matt Bragg: Twitter (Axialmatt), Instagram (mattrbragg)

Lindsay Jones: Twitter (IAmLindsayJones), Instagram (iamlindsayjones)

Trevor Collins: Twitter (_TrevorC), Instagram (_trevorc)

Alfredo Diaz: Twitter (AlfredoPlays), Instagram (alfredoplays)

Ky Cooke: Twitter (DefinedByKy), Instagram (definedby_ky)

BlackKrystel: Twitter (BlackKrystel), Instagram (blackkrystel)

Joe Lee: Twitter (TheLoeJeez), Instagram (loejeez)

Fiona Nova: Twitter (FionaNova), Instagram (fiona_nova)

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T. Zegras - Can He Sing?

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Trevor Zegras x Fem!reader

Requested✨

Word Count: 2.1k

Warning(s): None?

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“We’re ready when you are.”

“I’m good. Trev?”

“Uh yeah… I think so.”

“You’ll be fine.”

“Filming.”

“Hello! I’m Macy Grey and today we’re here with the singer-songwriter who brought you the famous album Silly Love Songs. And her lover Trevor Zegras from the Anaheim Ducks. On behalf of myself and the studio I want to thank you both for coming out today.”

“Of course! I love getting in touch with interviewers. Especially from locally known studios.”

“When I was informed you were in town for the All Stars, I wasn’t sure if you’d have the time, but I’m so happy you were able to fit us into your schedule.”

“Absolutely. I should be thanking you for letting Trevor come though. I know your forte isn’t exactly hockey players.”

Large studio interviews were a waste of time. It was something I always resented, and something that even morally never agreed with me. Large studios only wanted to get news first to make the most money. Smaller places offered a more personal environment and a more comfortable atmosphere. It was the only reason why I had invited Trevor along. I didn’t want him involved too much in the social half of my career, mostly because the industry and jealous fans could be cruel to artists’ lovers. But I reasoned with myself that one interview wouldn’t hurt. Especially with someone like Macy Grey. She was always so kind and open to friends, family, or significant others of musicians.

“To kick us off, I’d love to talk more on the exact reason why you’re in town. Everyone is aware of your successes, but let’s fill the crowd in on Trevor’s.”

“Where to start?” I glanced at Trevor, who let out that awkward wheezy laugh. He was uncharacteristically quiet, but this was a new thing for him. Usually hockey interviews happened when there were loads of other people around. These interviews were far more private. “He was voted in as one of the players this year to play in the All Stars, and he’s competing in a few skills competitions as well. He won a gold medal with Team USA one year before the NHL, he attended Boston University before being drafted.. what else?” I hoped to get him to join in, but Trevor looked fairly comfortable letting me do all the talking. I could fix that though.

“Trevor was voted most likely to cry in a haunted house this year for team superlatives.” I smirked as soon as I heard him gasp.

“Yeah, that’s enough of that,” Trevor cut in. “I’m not a baby, write that down.” He pointed toward Macy, as if the woman had some sort of notepad in her hands. “I’m just jumpy. It’s normal.” His blue eyes shifted toward me with a playful glare, Macy laughed softly at the exchange.

“Well, Trevor. It seems like you’re a pretty successful person yourself. Would you mind me asking how you two met?”

“Oh I love this story.”

“Me too,” Trevor chimed in, crossing his legs one over the other, and leaning forward like a kid during story time.

“So, I was in New York for a performance in MSG, and the Ducks were in town too for a game” I smiled, leaning back in my chair and trying to get comfortable. “My best friend had joined me for the eastern leg of the tour at the time, so we decided to go out for drinks downtown. My favorite bar in the city is 230 Fifth Rooftop Bar. So my best friend, Shelby and I, we just got two glasses of champagne and settled at a high table to watch the sunset. We’re minding our own business.. for the most part, but there’s this group of guys that are just carrying on. They’re loud and obnoxious and they look like your stereotypical frat guys. At one point Shelby had enough, and she got up to go yell at them.” I peeked at Trevor, his smile growing wider. He knew very well that this was the part where he came in. “So Shelby’s yelling at that group of guys, and I finally got up to go wrangle her. And just as I’m approaching.. I kinda stopped and asked myself if it was a good idea. Shelby doesn’t like to be told to stop much. Then I hear this voice right next to me. Scared the shit out of me. And the voice goes, “She yours?” I laughed softly, as did Macy.

“I apologized profusely for her behavior, and-“

“But I told her I wasn’t the one getting yelled at. So it didn’t bother me.” Trevor cut in with a toothy grin. “Then I bought her another glass of champagne and the rest is history.”

“Don’t forget about the part where you booked your hotel room for an extra night to see me perform.” I teased, “And bribed security into getting backstage to see me and ask for my number.”

“Those details don’t make me sound as cool though,” Trevor whined.

“That’s a really sweet story.” Macy chimed in.

“Thank you.”

“So he asked for your number, but who asked who out?”

“To simplify a long story, Trevor was beating around the bush too much for a little while, so one night be brought me flowers before an away game and I told him when he got back, we were going to go on our first date as an official couple.” Macy and I laughed in unison.

“And were there any arguments to that demand?”

“Not from me, no.” Trevor giggled. “I was more than happy to put a label on it.”

“And how long have you been together?”

“Two years. Three at the end of All Star Week.”

“How adorable! You guys must be a strong couple then.”

“Oh one hundred percent.” Trevor smiled as he spoke.

“Now, the question on everyone’s minds is.. can he sing?”

“Yes!”

“Absolutely not.” I corrected Trevor ruthlessly. “He thinks he can.. but he can’t.” I chuckled, glancing at the sandy blonde to see his look of pure betrayal.

“Does that mean we won’t be hearing any duets?”

“I wouldn’t say that,” I answered slyly, earning a surprised look from Macy. “Trev is featured on the album.. speaking. His features are mostly just backtracks.”

“I know this may be asking a lot but- is there any chance we could get a sneak peek at that?”

“For you Macy? I would love to.” I watched the girl’s eyes light up. I pulled my phone from my pocket and opened my files, scrolling through for a moment before I stood and dragged my chair closer to the woman’s.

“This song is called Spellbound. It was actually the first song I produced for this new album. I took some of my inspiration from the song Witchy Woman by the Eagles. The reason being, this was written during halloween, and that is just one of my favorite spooky songs. For this piece, I wanted it to feel supernaturally devoted to Trevor. Like.. kind of like.. like a love where one person idolizes the other, but not necessarily in an obsessive or toxic way. I think the lyrics and the tune teetering on the edge of insanity really adds to the supernatural edge and it also makes this song unique to Trevor. I can’t say I’ll ever produce another song like this, nor do I think anyone else will. Classic rock isn’t exactly my genre, nor do I plan for it to be. So this track really sticks out. Which is the main reason why I chose to give this song its own cover art. And I’ll be releasing it as the first single.” It was a lot of information to offer, but I was very passionate about the things I dedicated to Trevor. Especially this song.

Most of my music got old after constantly rerecording lyrics and harmonies, or sorting out instruments. But this song never did. I loved it through and through.

“This sounds amazing and so.. intricate. How long did it take in total from thinking of the idea to finalizing the song?”

“A full month maybe? I hadn’t been exactly itching to make a new album, so I knew if I was going to, my basis for it was going to have to be amazing. And I think I did a fairly good job.” I paused. “I hope so..”

“I’m sure it’s amazing. Let’s hear it!”

I wasted no time in playing the track, a steel guitar and stylized keyboard opening the musical scene. I was a person who loved using clips of recordings in my music, whether it was from everyday life, or a random video in my camera roll, or even if I took the recording of the sound specifically for a song. It was one of my many musical signatures, but the one I was most known for. Atop the smooth music, came the faded clinging of pans, and Trevor’s soft voice. “I can’t wait for you to be home.. Fuck I miss you so much.” It had been a voicemail, but my sound producers managed to give it a more authentic feel, as if someone was in the room with him recording instead of it being spoken into a phone mic. The music itself was fairly calm and collected. Certain instruments helped it sound taboo and old, but the lyrics were the driving factor that made it sound almost insane. A part of me worried my audience wouldn’t take to the song well, but Macy seemed enthralled from the start of the track.

I eyed her expressions carefully through every second, smiling to myself when she seemed particularly intrigued by a section. And I had to admit, it boosted my ego to hear Trevor not too far off in his own chair humming the song to himself. I could live with myself if everyone hated the song, as long as he loved it.

Near the bridge, Trevor’s voice returned, “I’m gonna keep you forever.” This section had been specifically recorded in the studio, and despite my endless attempts to get him to take it seriously, he had giggled at the end of every take. Eventually I settled on knowing I wouldn’t have it the exact way I wanted it, and we used the take with the least amount of amusement in his voice. At the end of the day when we put it all together, his laugh only ended up adding to the crazy feel of the song.

Near the end of the track, Macy finally spoke up.

“This is the weirdest and most mentally satisfying song I have ever heard.”

I breathed a sigh of relief.

“Really?”

“You’re so right, it sounds nothing like what you usually produce, but it still has your essence in it. You can tell it’s your songwriting. I think this song is going to be crazy successful. And I also think having Trevor on it is going to make people go nuts” I would be lying if I said I hadn’t thought of that. I knew my fans would love to see Trevor featured.

“Thank you so much. I’m so excited to release the song.” I admitted with a slight grin.

“I’m just excited that I’ll be able to listen to it without having to say “babe can you sing me that song” every time I wanna hear it.” Trevor teased, causing my cheeks to flush as our eyes met.

“You don’t like her singing to you?” Macy joked.

“God no. I love it when she sings. I just hate how much I get made fun of when I ask her to do it.” The three of us laughed.

“Sounds to me like you have a pretty devoted girlfriend.”

“She did write a weirdly obsessive song about me.” Trevor agreed pridefully. “The first of many, right babe?” His question made my brow rise in surprise.

“We’ll see, Ziggy.”

“That’s a good answer. Can’t give too much away just yet.” My eyes trailed back to Macy. Our time was drawing to a close. “I hate to cut us short but I think we’re reaching our limit. And I know you have your own tight schedule today.” She paused. “I really wanna thank you again for making enough time to come out. It means a lot.”

“Mace, I think I speak for the both of us when I say we had so much fun being here. You always conduct the best interviews.” The woman blushed.

“We can come back anytime.” Trevor added, catching me off guard.

“I’ll have to take you up on that offer the next time you’re in town.” Macy grinned. “I hope you both enjoy the All Stars, and rock the red carpet of course.”

“Thank you so much. We definitely hope to.”

“I’ll be watching on tv.”

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[winterxgardener]

Courtney, Shayne, and the rest of the Smosh cast are honing their skills for Bit City at the Groundlings Theater.🎭

© OliviaSui

[monarchisms]

for the red web fans- a six-minute update was uploaded, detailing the future of the podcast in light of rooster teeth shutting down. here's a quick summary of it:

rt is winding down in these next 2 months. red web is under rt, so red web is directly affected by the shutdown

as said by trevor, they're still working on it. they're unsure what will happen, but they're currently looking to see if they can continue the show, either still under the name "red web", or at minimum continuing the show "in some form"

trevor notes that he and the crew believe it was "the honor of a lifetime" to work on red web, and appreciates all the support. he also notes that he's incredibly grateful for the opportunities the show has given everyone that's worked on it. they can't respond to every comment or dm they've gotten, especially in the last few days since the announcement, but they see them nonetheless

the podcast as is will go on through mid- to late april as they consider what comes next for the podcast

all 5 of the book club episodes have already been finished. they will be coming out every friday through the end of march (the 29th). no new episodes after that will be recorded

the crew is still planning a big video finale, "something big and exciting". could serve as the end of a chapter to red web, or as a way to say goodbye. not a lot of details on that, however, because everything isn't set in stone, and trevor doesn't want to promise something that might not exist

he explains that months of content were planned out before the shutdown announcement, so they'll try to at least "cherry-pick some of their favorite topics that they had in the immediate runway" in order to go through some topics that trevor considers "very fun"

trevor also teases that the last episode is "oddly poetic" and encourages people to share their thoughts and theories, as always

trevor then shares everyone's personal instagram handles, just in case they can't access red web's official social media accounts: - jillian: _jillen - christian: xchinyoung - alfredo: alfredoplays - trevor: _trevorc

[raviposting]

🎵Call me Big Daddy Bezos, 'cause I'm all about the business (Cha-Ching!)🎵

@lgbtqcreators bingo: overlay

[daeyumi]

I’m doing one final restock of my original Castlevania 4” coffin charms! If you missed any of the original restocks that I’ve had, I’ve opened preorders from now until 9/8. I won’t be restocking these designs again (I will still have the Nocturne series ones though).

Details under the cut ⬇️⬇️⬇️

Main shop here (u.s. orders only):

International orders can be placed here:

[being-of-rain]

I thought I might remake and tweak a post of mine from a few Pride Months ago.

Being queer in fandom often means enjoying and finding meaning in your own interpretations of characters, but it can still be nice to see bits of yourself reflected in official media. So for my own entertainment I tried compiling a list of Doctor Who companions who were established as or intentionally implied to be queer in licensed stories. In a franchise as long-lived, wide-reaching, and beloved by queer people as Doctor Who, that criteria can be flexible and subjective, but here’s what I came up with anyway.

I’ve given references to the stories where the companions’ sexuality is confirmed or implied (I haven’t included Time Lords even though their own relationship to gender and sexuality is automatically queer compared to humans). I included specific sexualities only when I remember it being specified enough to warrant it, but obviously this could easily be debated endlessly.

This list is limited by what I remember and can find out, and if you want to reblog and add on to it feel free! It’s in order from the Doctor’s point of view, for the sake of my sanity (though I believe in order of publication, the first companion to be explicitly queer is Chris Cwej).

-Oliver Harper (gay, audio The Cold Equations) -Liz Shaw (the BBV spin-off P.R.O.B.E.) -Mike Yates (implied in novel Happy Endings) -Adric (bi, audio A Full Life) -Nyssa (webcast Farewell, Sarah Jane) -Tegan Jovanka (webcast Farewell, Sarah Jane) -Ace McShane (bi, implied in Survival and the audio The Grey Man of the Mountain) -Bernice Summerfield (bi, novel Genius Loci etc) -Chris Cwej (novel Damaged Goods) -Izzy Sinclair (lesbian, comic Oblivion) -Fey Truscott-Sade (comic Oblivion) -Sam Jones (bi, novel Seeing I) -Fitz Kreiner (bi, novel The Taint etc) -Liv Chenka (audio Wild Animals etc) -Helen Sinclair (lesbian, audio The Love Vampires) -Tania Bell (transgender lesbian, audio Wild Animals etc) -Jack Harkness (pan, The Doctor Dances etc) -Cindy Wu (bi, comic Breakfast at Tyranny's etc) -River Song (pan, The Husbands of River Song) -Valarie Lockwood (bi, audio All of Time and Space etc) -Clara Oswald (bi, implied in The Magician’s Apprentice, Face the Raven) -Bill Potts (lesbian, The Pilot etc) -Yasmin Khan (Eve of the Daleks etc) -Rose Noble (transgender, The Star Beast etc)

Shoutout to all the companions I missed, to companions who almost make the list, to recurring characters, and of course to all our headcanons.

[cowboygooch]

yo who's grandpa is this?

[puckpocketed]

27/03/2024 - ANA @ SEA

Trevor Zegras, thee most annoying girl in the world, vs my beloved squids! Banger zone entry -> completely whiffing the net <3

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J. Drysdale - Blind Dating

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Jamie Drysdale x Fem!reader

Requested✨

Word Count: 2.5k

Warning(s): alcohol consumption.

The end is pretty fast paced but I’m considering making a part two if enough people like this!

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This had to be a joke.

I tapped my foot impatiently against the floor beneath the table. Watching the man across from me fidget with his menu, peeking over it occasionally with a wide grin to ask some sort of question. Was he five? His hair was parted down the middle, looking as if it was still drying from a shower. He had wide blue eyes.. doe eyes, warm and welcoming compared to my scowl. He was handsome, but I couldn’t get past his behavior.

“What do you think you’re gonna get?” His voice was soft, but curious. I wanted to reply with, ‘whatever I can finish the quickest to get out of here,’ but I held my tongue. “The shrimp Alfredo looks really good.. I’m just afraid it won’t taste the same.” I would admit he was mostly talking to himself. I wasn’t being very open. But his statement piqued my interest.

“The same as what?”

“I used to live in California, right next to the beach. All of the seafood was so fresh.” I watched his broad shoulders rise and fall in a shrug.

“That’s nice.” I looked down at the glass of water I held between my hands. This man was not very impressive. Nor did he seem overly confident. Or confident at all.

Could he sense my distaste?

“You can get something other than water.. I don’t want you to feel like you need to save my money.” His words brought a good reminder as to why I hadn’t walked out already. He was covering the whole meal.

“Thanks, but I’m avoiding much else at the moment.” I spoke, watching his big blue eyes look back up from the menu.

The fact that the man had been late was probably the driving factor that made me not want to give him a chance. I was never one to take to people who had a bad internal clock.

“So.. what do you do for a job?”

“I’m a journalist.” I answered his question briefly, my eyes wandering toward the window by our table.

“Nice! You must be pretty smart then.” An awkward chuckle fell from his lips. “I’d say I was okay in school.. but I never went to college. Just wasn’t my thing.”

“It’s not for everybody.” I shrugged, watching cars pull into the lot of the restaurant.

“Is this the first time you’ve done the whole.. blind dating thing?”

“No.”

“Oh.. this is my first time. I gotta admit I’m pretty nervous.”

“You don’t say,” the sarcastic phrase slipped ruthlessly from my lips. My gaze returned to the man to assess the damage, a momentary empathy filling my gaze. He simply chuckled again.

“I know.. my best friend always says I’m easy to read.”

“I’m sorry,” I apologized softly, leaning back in my seat.

“It’s okay.. I get it. I can imagine I’m the last person you expected to show up..” his voice trailed off into silence before he shrugged once more. “You are very pretty.”

Finally. A compliment. I smiled. He seemed to loosen up slightly at the sight. I had been raised on the ideal of returning a compliment with a compliment, so I indulged his words kindly.

“Thank you, Jamie. I’ll admit you have beautiful eyes.” I watched his cheeks flush, my disinterest morphing quickly into a twinge of attraction. He was cute when he blushed.

“Thanks..” he whispered before his head seemed to duck behind the wall that was his menu again. What was once annoying slowly turned into amusing. Maybe I could cut him some slack. “Do you have any idea what you want?” He asked once more.

“I really love clams.” I glanced down at my own menu, at the item I had picked out the moment we entered the building. This was one of my favorite restaurants.

“Ew,” I heard Jamie mumble from the safety of his side of the table. My brow furrowed.

“You don’t like clams?” I leaned forward.

“Never had them.”

“Then how can you hate them?” I quickly reached out to pull his menu down, catching Jamie off guard. He immediately sat up. For the first time since he sat down, he was exposed, having to sit with no barrier between us. I refused to believe someone as beautiful as him had confidence issues.

“They look gross.” Jamie reasoned with a nervous grin.

“You’re trying one.” I demanded, smirking and folding my arms across my chest.

“Absolutely not.” I drew in a breath to insist before our conversation was cut short. Our waitress waltzed by with a grin, pulling a notepad from her apron as she greeted us kindly, informing us of the specials and the house alcohols.

“What can I get you two?” She glanced between the two of us, and Jamie’s eyes settled on me as a silent signal to go first.

“Can I get the garlic butter clams with a side of fries?” The woman nodded kindly and jotted down the order before turning to Jamie, who happily requested his own meal.

“Shrimp Alfredo and a side salad with Italian dressing?”

“Anything else for the two of you?”

“Can we get a bottle of wine?” I asked swiftly, “not too expensive, but whatever you think is best.” I had told Jamie I didn’t need anything other than water, but he certainly needed to loosen up. Wine was always a good way to take the edge off.

“Of course. I’ll be right back with that!” The waitress gathered our menus and swiftly turned to leave. My eyes settled on Jamie.

“I hope you don’t mind,” I spoke.

“I don’t mind at all.” He smiled, “as long as you share.” Though it wasn’t the best of jokes, his attempt still made me chuckle.

“Why are you so nervous, Jamie?” I folded my arms atop of one another on the table, leaning forward against them,

“Oh god… where to start?” He laughed at himself, reaching upwards to brush his hair back. “Well first of all I was late… which really wasn’t my fault, and I’m sorry. I had to- stay over time at my job. Then I had to run home and grab a shower real quick. It threw off my whole plan. Then I came here and find you sitting all alone- and I just felt bad. But you look- like.. amazing. I feel like I could have dressed a little nicer. And you’re kinda intimidating. When I lived in California I usually had a wingman, now I’m flying solo.. it’s kinda scary. Not to mention I’m new to this whole area. I don’t know why I thought it was a good idea to go on a date so soon,” he seemed amused by his own misfortunes. A nice refreshing attitude to the usual of people whining and complaining. He drew in a deep breath only to sigh. “It’s been a long day, and I really didn’t want to mess this up. I still don’t.” It was the only explanation I needed. The judgement was lifted from my shoulders fairly quickly.

“It’s okay.. you haven’t messed anything up yet.” Less than minutes ago I would have had a different response. “Hopefully this wine’ll take the edge off too, yeah?” I watched Jamie’s anxieties melt away, nodding with a wide grin.

“Yeah.. that would be amazing.”

And it certainly was. The minute the wine came Jamie and I dove in. We opened up far more, and I learned a lot about the man in front of myself. He told jokes, he spoke about what he loved and what he was passionate about, and he asked a million questions about me. When our food came the conversation slowed but it didn’t stop. I was taken with his smile, his glow, his tentativeness. And just like he promised, when we finished eating, he paid for everything. I hadn’t planned on spending any more time than necessary with the man, at least not at first. But I’d admit the turn of events made me sad to think of the fact that I’d have to say goodbye. Or would I?

“I had an amazing night,” Jamie spoke as he stood from his chair, grabbing his coat off the back of it.

“I did too.. but it’s not over yet.” I watched his brow rise in surprise as I stood too. “We have one more stop.” I walked around the table and reached for him. Jamie had no problem with letting me take hid hand. We walked side by side out of the restaurant, and he made sure to hold the door for me. “We should get an Uber,” I suggested, reaching for my phone. Though Jamie was quick to argue.

“No, they take too long. I’ll call a friend.” We sat down beside one another on the bench outside of the building. I leaned into Jamie’s side for warmth, and he was swift to wrap his arm around me while he dialed a number on his phone.

“Hey…”

I tuned out the conversation as I watched cars drive in and out of the lot. I relished in Jamie’s warmth, though I also told myself I was crazy for giving in to him so easily. I usually wasn’t into men like him. But he was certainly an exception.

“My friend said he’ll be over in five minutes.” I nodded as Jamie spoke.

“That’s pretty fast.”

“He’s really supportive.” Jamie laughed softly. “Where are we headed?”

“Cant say.”

“As long as you don’t axe murder me.” I rolled my eyes and laughed at the brunette’s words.

“You’re safe with me, Jamie.”

“That’s good.” I looked up at him, only to find him staring back. His blue eyes held questions I couldn’t decipher.

“What?” I finally asked, breaking the silence and recognizing the closeness.

“Nothing,” he whispered. “Nothing at all.” I smiled at his words. “You’re very pretty.” My heart fluttered and I looked away.

“Jamie,” I scolded, not wanting to be flustered.

“I’m serious,” he insisted with a giggle. I felt a cold hand touch the side of my neck as he moved my hair. I shivered. “Your beauty is more intimidating than your scowl.” He teased, causing my head to whip back in his direction. I swatted the man’s chest, laughing along with him as he found humor in his own joke.

“You’re mean,” I pouted.

“Please tell me where we’re going.” I laughed, watching his baby blues adopt a puppy dog stare.

“No way. Quit asking.” I pushed myself away from him, only to have him snatch my arm and pull me right back. I laughed, standing to try and get away before he followed suit. Jamie scooped me up into his arms, holding my back against his chest. All I could focus on was his beautiful laughter.

“Please-“ the honk of a horn cut him off. We both looked to see a bright red truck pulling up to the entrance of the building. “Oh wow.. that was fast,” Jamie mumbled before releasing me. He walked to the edge of the sidewalk and opened the back door of the truck. “Ladies first.” He held my hand as I stepped up into the vehicle, and Jamie was quick to follow suit.

“Seems like this date’s going well.” The man in the front seat turned to look at us. “Where are we headed?” I stood up and leaned over the middle console to speak with the man. We eventually settled on typing the address of the location into his phone before I fell back into my seat. The man let out a long whistle that I could tell intrigued Jamie. “Seems like this date is going really well.” The man teased.

“Where are you taking me?” Jamie insisted on asking. I ignored his question, and each one that followed for the entirety of the ride. His focus shifted from myself to the scenery out the window when he noticed we were leaving the city. It wasn’t a long drive, but it was far enough out of the suburbs to be intriguing. We crossed a few bridges, and found ourselves in the midst of a riverside neighborhood before Jamie started to put two and two together. The calm, ‘you have arrived’ of the GPS caused him to look back at me.

“Is this your house?”

“Surprise?” I pushed the car door open and slipped out. “Join me.” It wasn’t a demand. More so a request. Jamie had no issue saying yes. He followed me out of the car.

“Be safe!” The man in the truck called.

“Thanks Ty!” Jamie waved as his friend left, and I was quick to begin rummaging through my clutch for my house keys.

“You live on the river?”

“Wait ‘till you see my back deck.” I guided him to the front door, opening the glass door and unlocking the deadbolt of the actual door. I stepped inside and kicked my flats off as Jamie followed, toeing off his dress shoes. My home was a patchwork of decor. My walls were lined with a fresh yet old looking floral wallpaper, I had China cabinets full of old glassware my grandparents had passed down to me. Somewhere I had knitted quilts and a shelf full of inherited thymbols. The scent of fresh flowers was the leading smell in the home, and Jamie was quick to find the source of that scent as I closed the door. I turned to find him sniffing the pot full of dahlias seated on a stand by the window next to the door.

Why had I never been into men like this before? Whatever uncertainties I had about bringing him home slowly melted away.

“Want anything to drink?” I asked softly, catching his attention.

“What do you have?”

“Fresh iced tea, pop, water.”

“Tea would be nice.” Jamie followed me into the kitchen, taking in the decor as I poured two glasses of tea. When I was done I led him out of the kitchen and into the dining room, giving him his cup. I walked past the table, opening the sliding glass doors to the back deck that stretched out over the riverbank. The fairy lights strung on the roof of the deck glowed in a comforting way. I opened the window next to the glass door where my record player sat.

“You have a beautiful home,” Jamie spoke softly while I searched for a record. I found one and set it up to play before turning the device on.

“Thank you. I don’t like too many modern things.” I stepped outside with Jamie, and sat down on the swing at the edge of the deck. Jamie sat with me.

“Is there a reason you brought me here?”

“It’s private. Intimate.” I shrugged, eyes settling on the river.

“You trust me?”

“Asks the man who hid behind his menu when he sat down. I’d say there isn’t much to be cautious of.” I teased, laughing softly. I turned to face him, draping my legs over his own and leaning my back against one of the arm rests of the swing. “I don’t like to bring men home.” I admitted before taking a sip of my tea. “But that’s because many of them aren’t like you.”

“Thanks?”

“You’re more than welcome to stay the night.” I peeked at him, watching his lips turn upwards into a smile. “I’d hate to make your friend drive back out here this evening.”

“That’s the only reason?” Jamie asked teasingly, resting his free hand on my shin. I laughed.

“Maybe I have more.. but they’re secrets.” I shrugged. “Let’s just say it was a good first date.”

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[winterxgardener]

Dudes!!!🤯🤯

[serapods]

victor trevor you will always be famous (i wanna give him a kiss)!! great queer character. as of right now, i cannot see a relationship happening with any of the main cast. there are definitely some implications with the way victor and sherlock interact/talk about each other, but it hasn't gone anywhere.

so, if you're hoping for romance or adjacent drama, you won't get it for a while (if at all). it's still a fantastic pod i would 100% recommend!! i will continue to update as the show progresses, but at the end of the day, it's a good pod you should really check out.

tdlr: research inconclusive as of ep 25, will continue updating.

[nebuladreamz]

thinking about.... fleshtakers again......

[kingludoavarius]

Just a wee update.

I’ve been going to town on the third out of four Corn Kidz one-shots I got in the pipeline leading up to the grand finale of the series. It’s an awesome lad and I want this fic to go hard, so I’m painstakingly going through it and cramming as much stuff in it, world-building, action, fun character interactions, development, as possible. You’re in for a wild ride when this thing finally releases.

[tigertofu]

💌 = ao3 | 💞 = mild nsfw | 💗 = explicit smut |❓ = requested

18+ only ! minors DNI.

please heed the tags on my ao3 fics !

❀ longfics ❀

A Toxic Strain | E | Trevor/Female OC | 220k words, complete 💌💗

After a territory dispute with dispensary owner Franklin Clinton, 23-year-old Kacie Ocampo is coerced into abandoning her simple life of slinging dime bags of homegrown weed on Vespucci Beach and relocating to Sandy Shores to work for a violent, unpredictable criminal: Trevor Philips. A storm of conflicting emotions brews within Kacie as she falls victim to Trevor's manipulation while also harboring intense feelings of attraction to him - a storm that threatens her senses of morality and rationality with obliteration. She finds herself dragged into increasingly dangerous situations as Trevor tangles with a vengeful gang of bikers, his own mental instability, and a past that he refuses to let go of.

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Growing Pains | E | Trevor/Female OC | 230k words, complete 💌💗

Kacie and Trevor's first few months as a couple have passed by in a hedonistic haze of sex, drugs, and petty crime. A toxic codependency has taken root, and neither of them have even tried to mitigate its growth. Trevor is more than happy to have an unlimited source of affection and attention, and so long as she's having fun with him, Kacie cares about little else. But a series of bad choices - some made by her, some made by him - may be enough to make things decidedly unfun.

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Burning in Heaven | E | Trevor/Female OC | 34k words, WIP 💌💗

After starting a new life together in their totally–legally–obtained home in Rockford Hills, Kacie and Trevor are hard at work finding their footing in Los Santos. Getting Trevor’s new lifestyle coaching career off the ground has turned out to be no small feat, and the couple have turned to more familiar ways of squeezing profit from the city’s scores of drug–addicted citizens in the meantime. Though their work is challenging, more strenuous problems arise. Their relationship has finally levelled out into their own twisted (yet mostly happy) version of domestic bliss, but as an old flame is reignited and a new one is set, their peace is threatened by more than just the dangers of Los Santos’ criminal underbelly.

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Handsome in an Ugly Way | E | Trevor/Fem!Reader | 27k words, WIP 💌💗

You're a clerk at a liquor store in Sandy Shores. The job is mind-numbingly boring and most of the customers are assholes. But one customer, the biggest asshole of them all, has caught your eye. And on one particular night, he notices you looking at him.

❀ headcanon lists ❀

my stupid-long list of general trevor headcanons 💞

trevor w/ pregnant fem!reader & their baby 💞❓

north yankton trevor w/ photographer fem!reader 💞❓

general north yankton era headcanons about trevor, michael, and brad ❓

trevor as a husband and father ❓

hate to love w/ fem!reader & north yankton era trevor 💞❓

north yankton trevor w/ a goth fem!reader 💗❓

❀ oneshots/short fics ❀

fem!reader meeting & hooking up w/ trevor 💗

north yankton trevor meeting & falling for fem!reader who is into boxing 💞❓

post ending-b trevor/fem!reader who reminds him of michael 💌❓

sandy shores exhile era trevor/michael 💌

fem!reader surprises trevor in lingerie 💌💗

chubby and shy fem!reader/trevor 💗❓️(+ separate ao3 link)

[r0semultiverse]

Before we start not reading, not researching, & jumping to conclusions via reblogs & things with the speed per capital society we live in, where is it sourced specifically (that isn't a tumblr post or a tiktok without citations) that the Trevor Project is in support of KOSA?

We have sources for GLAAD, GLSEN, and PFLAG (August 24, 2023), but I wanna know where the rest of this info comes from. Pretty convenient to say that an organization known for helping trans youth is in support of a shitty bill amidst all the ongoing chaos, especially when we live in an age of misinformation.

If anyone could link it to me, I'd greatly appreciate it.

Update: Okay so yeah this is kinda suspect, The Trevor Project in July 25, 2022 is all for KOSA here.