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cognitosclowns · 2 years

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idk if this was done before but hc on the gang's love language?? Gigi's would obviously be receiving gifts and pamper you like royalty and Andre with quality time not just for chilling but someone finally understand him on a deeper level. And Alpha Beta is touch cause,,,,,,, HAVE YOU MET THIS FUCKER HE'S CRAVING FOR TOUCHES

AWE <3333 I don't think I've done this already but,, if I have idc this is such a cute ask GUH <33

All sfw!!

OH MY DARLINGS <3333 this is gonna be so fun smdnsd

Reagan

OH <33 QUALITY TIME <333 we see a bit of this in Ep 4 when she just,, spends ages cozied up w/ Robo-Bryan.

She's not super touchy, praise feels kinda. uncomfortable even if she appreciates it. She really does like smb she can just,, Exist Alongside and enjoy the company of?

I don't know how to describe this other than like. Parallel Play?

Like a big thing with her is her Alone Time and personal space, so if she really cares about you?? Expect her to,, slowly incorporate you into that bubble?

Not even necessarily speaking or interacting, just,, her sitting in the same room as you while you two do different stuff. There's a certain type of intimacy that comes with just,, Being Near someone that she doesn't share with a lot of ppl.

Brett

Is all an option? just all of the above??

SMNDSMD LIKE,, damn he’s such a naturally loving guy. He will literally show his love and care and affection for you in every single way and completely new ones.

Little gifts whenever he thinks of it. He will think up dates months in advance bc he’ll think of the Perfect Spring Date and log it in his journal. He compliments you and kisses and just. adores you as often as possible. He cooks dinner often during the week, not out of obligation but just because this Golden Retriever Man love you so much that he wants to take smth off your plate. Himbo.

If i had to choose smth he likes tho,,,, BIG words of affirmation.

Even the slightest ‘Today looked like it was super rough for you’ is gonna make him. so soft. little bits of encouragement go so far with Brett Hand <3

ALSO LIKE??? he isn’t super used to ppl doing stuff for him so. Acts of service would probably fluster him out of his sweet mind.

Gigi

YEAH GIFT GIVING IS SUPER CUTE FOR GIGI WHAT CAN I SAY <333

She just. She loves spoiling you. it's so cute seeing your eyes light up like aaa <3333 she'll drop so much money on smth small that'll light up your day??

She's very 'this made me think of you',, yknow,,, <333333 smth will catch her eye and make her think of you and she'll instantly grab it. mwa.

She's,, also a super busy person. She doesn't just work in media she IS media, she's constantly dealing with some new problem somebody's created for her.

Initially I was gonna say quality time bc of this,, but tbh I'm feeling Acts of service??

Like it doesn't even have to be smth big?? Maybe having dinner for the two of you when she gets home. Drawing her a bath while she's on a call fixing some Last Minute Issue. Her coming into work early, only to realized you tidied up her desk for her before your shift <333

SHE JUST. It makes her feel so giddy inside,, that little reminder that you two are there for eachother <33 mwa.

Glenn

HONESTLY?? Words of Affirmation

Just,, little things. He isn’t the type for ‘fussing’, as he likes to put it. Compliments are just very rare little things that it makes him. feel like a schoolboy all over again.

complimenting his medals complimenting his smile compliment literally anything this man is gonna forget his own NAME I STG SMNDMSD. It throws him for such an absolute loop.

IN TERMS OF SHOWING LOVE THO HE’S DEFINITELY AN ACTS OF SERVICE KINDA GUY.

To say he’s Gruff is an understatement. He’s very guarded overall - he also doesn’t go out of his way to help other ppl. If he’s doing something for you, it’s because he likes you.

Also like. Southern Gentleman Stuff (tm).

LIKE SUPER FARM-BOY ESQ, SOUTHERN POLITENESS THINGS? he’s more than a bit traditional so like,, opening doors for you, insisting on holding your umbrella, standing on the side of you that’s nearest to the road, etc, plus a billion others msndmsd.

Andre

OH YOU’RE SO CORRECT ABOUT. QUALITY TIME BUT,,, DEEP CONVOS??

Like as much as he adores just,, lazing about with you the stuff that gets him MUSHY is,, being able to have real convos with you.

Because come on, most people DO just see him as this fun-energetic-guy and don’t give him much thought beyond that.

PPL FORGET HE STILL GOT HIS BACHELORS DEGREE. EVEN OUTSIDE OF THAT HE’S A VERY SMART MAN, COME ON HAVE SOME DEEP PHILOSOPHY CONVOS WITH HIM <33333

just. sitting up late at night on the roof of Cognito, relaxing and watching the stars and just. talking about everything. debating things and proposing ideas and having those Really Good Dense conversations that feel like the Communicative Equivalent of eating a Steak like. UGH <33

Myc

OH TOUCH <333 TOUCH TOUCH TOUCH <333

not even just sexual/flirty touches like. Touch in GENERAL is smth he loves.

It gives him this perfect look into your head. he likes being able to see,,, into you,, having that intimacy and closeness. It’s such an absolute delight.

Expect,, just tentacles draped around you at any and every turn - he doesn’t care about PDA so,, he’ll gladly curl em around your shoulders, along your arm, leg - basically wherever he can reach smdnsd.

Rare love language,,, stealing your shit,,,

You came over to his place? He's gonna steal your sunglasses. Or your lipstick. Slowly you will have a little

He’s also. very clever with gifts bc he’s Attentive and Ancient. The stuff he gets you are things you’re gonna both Love and make use of for Ages <3

‘it isn’t sentimental, you brat, it’s practical. ‘ mhm sure

YEAH GIFT GIVING <333 sorry he’s so obsessed w/ spoiling you

it’s very different from gigi tho - it’s less small trinkets that made him think of you, and way more ‘oh i want my lover to be so absolutely flustered by the things i give them’

LIKE HE ADORES SPENDING THOUSANDS ON YOU. It makes him happy it brings him a sense of safety to just. drop a few thousand dollars buying some insanely expensive suit or necklace or perfume for you. <3333

I feel like,,, quality time is probably also smth he cherishes. Not only is he very busy, but his line of work is always putting him under the constant thought of He Could Get Disappeared At Any Moment By The Council. Every spare moment he gets to spend with you is one he cherishes more than you could possibly understand.

Alpha-Beta

OHYEAH TOUCH FOR ALPHA-BETA <333 ABSOLUTELY. I'M OBSESSED W/ TOUCH BEING HIS LOVE LANGUAGE SMDNSM

Nothing makes him melt like touch. The closest this little bastard has gotten to gentle touches was being,, sliced in half

It's very cute bc he'll insist he 'doesn't care about things like that' and that touch means nothing to him but also. He'll so naturally gravitate to being close to you. If your hand is open he'll just subconsciously hold it. If he's still trapped in his tube, and you lean against it, he'll lean against the same part so he can feel close to you. He's painfully obvious.

I'm not sure if this would fall under quality time but like. Banter Speaking Dialogue Interaction Talk Words.

LIKE FUCK HE GOT SO FEW VISITORS IN THAT BASEMENT HE JUST WANTS,,, CONVERSATION. he craves talking and interaction and just,, connection. Talk about literally anything he doesn't care, he just loves sharing time with you.

LOVE THIS THANK YOU SO VERY MUCH <3333 MWA MWA MWA LMK IF THERE WAS SMTH ELSE YOU HAD IN MIND

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nonstoplover · 9 months

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sleep without you ~ charles leclerc (cl16)

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pairing: charles leclerc x fem!reader

song inspiration: sleep without you ~ brett young

summary: charles struggles to function properly without her by his side, or a story of a night without his girlfriend.

words: 2.1K

warnings: nothing, just fluff and a slightly clingy charles baby <3

a/n: idk why but this song honestly screams charles to me whenever i hear it, so i just had to make it happen. also this was supposed to be posted on my one year f1-aversary as celebration (well technically it should be more if counting my childhood f1 years but anyway), but i was so caught up in another wip that i couldn't do it. so happy anniversary to me and f1 (two weeks late) with this lil ficlet <3 thankful for all that f1 gave me.

big thanks to the amazing lovely silverstonesainz for helping me make this better and to the equally awesome monzabee for making me much less anxious with her words. love you sm queens!!

please, don't be a ghost reader, leave a comment or rb!

Charles spends a whole afternoon trying to convince her to have a night out with her friends. Just because they're in a relationship doesn't mean they can't have fun without the other as well from time to time. There are still a couple of weeks left of winter break, plenty of opportunity to spend time just the two of them before the season starts again. So the usual point of view, the usual reasoning doesn't stand a chance – that they should spend as much time together as they can, before he's back to travelling all around the world.

"Go to a club, grab some drinks, dance and laugh the night away", he tells her. The usual bestie coffee dates or walks in the park that she usually raises as argument are not the same as a night out, and she hasn't done that for so long now. Definitely not since he's been back home, and he knows just how much she enjoys dancing her heart out.

(y/n) agrees after a short while, accepting his reasons, knowing full well that he's right, and after a few phone calls she starts getting ready, soon walking out the front door, dressed all pretty and dolled up.

Doesn't take long before Charles realises what he's done. A feeling tingles in his chest, one he recognises swiftly. He's miserable. Solely because she's not there by his side, as he makes dinner, eats it – all by himself –, before settling on the couch to occupy himself with a movie. It doesn't matter though, he doesn't pay any attention to it. He doesn't even know what's going on, he hasn't heard a single line, too busy thinking about her.

When the credits start to roll, he switches the TV off with a surprised look in his eyes – how did it already end? He doesn't even remember the first scene ending. Then he moves into the bathroom to do his night routine, from taking a shower to putting on some skincare products, all the while wondering how long she will be out for? Will she come home soon? Hope tingles in his chest that the answer to his question is yes.

Having finished with everything, Charles lies down in bed, trying to read a book, then scrolling on social media, doing anything to keep his mind from straying over and over again back to her. He knows this is stupid, he was the one telling her to go out, why is he like this now? Lying awake on his side of the bed, the fingers on his right hand tracing figures onto the sheet where her body usually rests.

This is pathetic, Charles thinks. He never thought he would be like this, so miserable and impatient just because she's not at home, with him. He's tossing around, unable to find a comfortable position for himself – it seems like he forgot how to sleep without her. No matter how many times he's had to do just that, in hotel rooms all around the world. The past few weeks erased all those nights from his mind.

The delicious scent of her shampoo fills his lungs when his face lands just a bit too close to her pillow, and all of a sudden it's like he's burying his nose in her hair. It only makes him miss her more. Sleeping is impossible, he knows it now. He's only daydreaming, not actually dreaming, of her arriving home and being in his arms again.

Charles imagines the way she dances in the middle of the floor, her hands in the air, shouting the lyrics loudly to the song currently playing – most probably something she knows and loves –, and he can't help but smile fondly. Just the thought of her having fun is enough to make him happier, even in his misery.

He pictures a scene where a random guy tries to get too close to her, as it has happened so many times, whenever he leaves her alone for a few minutes at any club they've been to. It doesn't matter where they are, doesn't matter if they spent the night so far together, all over each other, someone comes into the picture immediately when he leaves, either to grab a drink for the two of them, or to go to the restrooms.

It's not like he doesn't understand those guys. She's simply gorgeous, and radiates such a vibrant aura that everyone is drawn to her. He honestly just finds it funny at this point. Nothing makes these men back off more effectively than her. Oh, the amount of times he bit back laughter watching the scene unfold from a distance. Seeing men crumble and disappear looking all ashamed, what a sight that is. And he doesn't have to do anything.

He wonders how many times she's had to fight off guys so far tonight, with him not even in the club, and he finds he can't wait to hear all her stories of the newest victims. Pierre never understood why Charles found it so amusing, he didn't seem to get it. The trust they have in each other. Knowing that it's him she'll come home to at the end of the night is enough to make him only feel entertained by each instance, and not irritated at the slightest bit.

But thinking about (y/n) fighting off men is only good enough entertainment for a limited amount of time, and soon the smile fades back into a miserable pout on his lips, as his thoughts turn back into ones of impatience, trying to make time move faster with short little prayers falling as mumbles from his lips.

With a sigh, he eventually sits up, looking around to find something he can do. At last he decides on grabbing a drink himself, maybe it will help stop the flow of thoughts racing in his head. A little welcomed dullness.

He takes a seat at the kitchen table, sipping on the liquid in his glass, enjoying the feeling of the light alcohol gently burning his throat on the way down, numbing his tongue along the way. His fingers stay restless, now drumming on the wooden surface. A few minutes later he realises they play a song, soundless except the soft thud of his fingertips with the occasional louder tap or little scratch of his nails when a finger finds a different angle to hit the table with.

A melody appears in his mind as he watches his fingers move, imagining how it would sound if it was his piano instead of the kitchen table. He would go sit at the beautiful, white instrument and try it, but he doesn't want to be so loud at such a late hour. And anyway, he's way too comfortable sitting where he is to stand up and go somewhere else.

He looks out the window, catching sight of the moon – almost full, just a tiny bit of it missing, and Charles examines the craters that are visible to the naked eye, though only as spots of a darker shade on the round shape.

Maybe he'll name this new musical piece that's being born in his head right now after her – well, if he ever finishes it. He'll keep the usual format, three letters of a city name and a date, only this time putting the time and place of when they first met. Or should it be the time and place of when he first asked her out? Or their first date? Or when she agreed to move in with him? God, there are way too many options to choose from. He decides to put this problem aside for now, he's not in a rush to name a song not even written yet.

As the clock on the oven changes all four numbers to display 2am, the action rouses his attention and makes him tear his eyes away from the moon and look at the numbers instead.

He would've never ever thought that he'd be like this.

Raising his glass he notices that there's only a small sip left in it, which he downs in a short moment. His tongue darts out to gather all the minuscule drops that might rest on his lips still, not wanting to waste even that much of the delicious drink. Then he stands up, placing the glass down into the sink, making a mental note to clean it in the morning before (y/n) wakes up.

Just as he ponders putting another movie on, maybe only as background noise if nothing else, his phone buzzes in the pocket of his pants. Taking his time, Charles pulls the device out, expecting nothing more than a useless notification from a social media app he shouldn't spend so much time on anyway.

Instead what he finds is a text. From her.

in a cab, be home soon <3

Charles lets out a relieved sigh, his lips involuntarily curving into a smile, one that you could almost call giddy. It's not just the thought that she's going to be here soon, but the fact that she remembered to text him to let him know. He's in her mind, just like she's in his, even though she's been out with friends, having fun, drinking, while he's only been at home, all alone with his misery.

Now he can move back to bed happily, knowing that shortly she will join him.

It truly doesn't take long until Charles hears the front door creak as it opens, then the familiar jingle of her keys hitting the drawer in the hall, and his heart flutters with happiness. Finally. The high heels she chose to wear hit the floor with a soft thud as she presumably removes them, and the growing anticipation in his body seems to eat him whole.

Her steps grow louder and louder as she moves closer to the bedroom, and time slows for Charles. He watches in slow motion as she appears in the doorframe, being propped up on his elbows to have a better view, a lazy smile curling onto his face, and his eyes lidded with drowsiness.

"You're still awake?" (y/n) giggles, pausing in her steps for a second as her eyes take in the view he provides lying there. His lack of reply to her text made her think he's already fallen asleep.

"Of course," he mumbles. "Come to bed."

His voice is whiny and he behaves like an actual child, he knows, but he can't help it. He wants to sleep, and he wants to sleep beside her, feeling her warmth against his skin. That's the only way he can.

"Let me get changed first," she starts towards the closet, when a grunt of pure displeasure sounds from him along with the thump of his back as he falls into a lying position once more, making her glance back at her boyfriend. "What, can't wait a single minute?"

"No," he protests, pouting . "I've been waiting for hours."

His accent comes forth stronger when he's sleepy, and she can't help but smile adoringly upon hearing it. He's just so cute.

"Okay, fine, you'll get one kiss," she gives in. Charles resembles a lost puppy and she's sure he knows that's her weakness. She can't ever say no to anything when he looks like that.

So that's how she finds herself crawling into bed, trying to get as close as possible to the boy without causing damage to her dress. He grins, as much as his tired facial muscles allow, awaiting her lips touching his own. His pout becomes even more apparent, right until the moment he finally gets what he wants. His goodnight kiss. It's soft, slow and just so full of love it makes both their hearts flutter.

Then she caresses his cheek gently, whispering a barely audible good night, sleep tight to him, before moving back off the bed to disappear in the closet, leaving Charles to think about how he'd happily convince her again of going out if it means she'll come home to him, looking so radiant, properly buzzing with energy, eyes shining, hair messy but still looking so breathtaking. It's obvious how much it meant to her that she had this night out. He made her happy with telling her to go out with her friends, and he didn't regret it, despite all the miserable hours.

By the time she finishes her night routine and walks back into the bedroom once more, he's fast asleep, quiet snores filling the silence of the room. She bites into her bottom lip to keep in the giggle threatening to burst out, and with a heart full of adoration and a head slightly dizzy from the drinks she's had, she gets in bed beside him, snuggling up close to him, revelling in the feeling of his arms instinctively finding their way around her body even when he's sleeping.

He truly only waited for her to come home and give him a goodnight kiss to finally be able to fall asleep.

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froggy-frogz · 2 years

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The "gang" as Brent likes to call them, reacting to the reader being trans? Ftm, because on their first day everybody was misgendering them even though they said they were a guy.

If you don't want to do it, that's a-okay with me <3 I'm also so glad you're happy about your new job, I bet you'll do great once there are kids <33

A/N: AHHH thank you!! And I love writing trans masc readers so ofc I will do this. Thank you for requesting sm, I really enjoy writing your requests, they're always nice to see in my inbox.

The Gang x Trans Guy!Reader

TW: Misgendering, slight transphobia

I don't think that Cognito, Inc would tolerate any sort of hate toward anyone based on who they are or etc, but it's going to happen, so obviously there'd be some sort of issue.

Reagan

Oh boy, the second she figures or you tell her that you're trans, and that you were getting misgendered, she gets extremely upset.

I feel that Reagan is on the trans spectrum, [my own hc being that she uses she/they and would consider herself nonbinary] so she understands a bit what's going on.

She doesn't allow any sort of transphobia at Cognito, Inc, so she'll have you tell her who said something to you.

If it's a lot of people, even if they aren't doing it on purpose, she'll either take it up to JR or take it upon herself to make pins or lanyards with everyone's name and pronouns.

She's very pushy about this. She's not going to allow anyone to further misgender you, on purpose or not.

If she does find anyone doing it on purpose, they're either going to get fired or yelled at. Or both.

Brett

Brett's going to be one of those people who when he meets you, and you tell him that you're trans, he's going to be like, "Oh really, I thought you were like, a cis guy."

Brett grew up in what I think is a very religious, conservative family, but living in DC, it's very hard to not run into queer or trans people, so he's going to learn a lot very quickly.

He's like Reagan where he will not allow anyone to misgender you.

As you two get closer, he might ask you some questions, to understand better what it does mean to be trans, but he's just curious and wants to help.

Glenn

Uh, he might be one of the people misgendering you.

He would be one of the people to say that "In my time-"

There may or may not have to be an intervention.

I feel like even though he's a dick if he's explained things and is sat down and talked to, he'll understand more.

Also, he might get threatened to be fired so that helps.

He might misgender you here and there, but he will try.

Gigi

She upon meeting you might misgender you once, but after you correct her, never again.

She's like Reagan where she won't let anyone misgender you.

She's literally the #1 ally over here.

If you have issues with anyone or anything you go to her and she fixes it within minutes. No one messes with you. Or her.

Andre

Bro, he's high as shit when you first meet so he might or might not misgender you. He apologizes profusely though, and he does mean it, the dude feels bad.

When he gets closer to you, he will help you transition.

The dude would literally make you your HRT.

If you come to him saying that you're getting misgendered by someone else, he might not be the best at confrontation, but he will have the rest of the gang help him out.

Myc

He's literally a talking mushroom.

When you come out to him when you first meet, he's like "Cool".

I don't think talking mushrooms necessarily have a concept of gender, so he rolls with it.

But since he lives around humans, he has some concepts and after talking to him about it, he understands a lot more.

If he finds out that anyone is misgendering you, he's not going to be very nice. He will retaliate, and what is that person going to do? Nothing. Myc's not going to get fired for giving it to someone, he's like, [to our knowledge] the only mushroom there.

#inside job #inside job x reader #inside job hc #reagan ridley x reader #reagan ridley hc #brett hand x reader #brett x reader hc #gigi x reader #glenn inside job #myc x reader #inside job andre x reader #x reader #x gn reader #x male reader #x reader hcs

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busterheadspace · 1 year

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Idk if you’re still doing this but I love angst and i love inside job soo..

Being slammed into a wall? With Reagan for the fic thing? Maybe it’s her dad or sm. And maybe a little comfort with Brett on the side? So I don’t die

Rand being an asshole to his daughter and Brett comforts her. Yes please

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This couldn’t be real.

Reagan took a swig of champagne to calm herself down. She was going to drink it tonight but not like this. She paced back and forth in her living room trying to take deep breaths. It was the middle of the night and she couldn’t sleep. She was too scared to sleep

What was she going to do now? Her father was the CEO. Not after she just kicked him out of her life. He had total power over her and the company and the world. There was a reason Rand was fired before! He almost told the whole world about the Deep State!

She considered killing her dad but what would that do! Give the power to her mom!? Her mom might be a little better but she would abuse the power and use it wrong. All this thinking made her mind spin and she finished half of the bottle.

The door creaks and Reagan stops in her tracks. Only two people have access to the house. The first one was probably asleep at his house, the second one.. she never wanted to see again. The door opens and Rand comes walking with a grin.

“Hey.., Jelly Bean.” Rand slurred. His breath smelled like booze and his movement was off. She glared at him

“Get out of my house! I’m not letting you back in!” Reagan shouts pointing at him.

“I’m not asking for that.” Rand replies. “I just want to celebrate with my daughter with my big promotion. It’s really great isn’t it? You drank the champagne early”

“Great!?” Bastard.. He took so much from her. “You took MY promotion! I worked so hard for it!”

“Well.. we know who’s the better Ridley, don’t we? I just wanna make you’re okay after my promotion.”

“No!” She threw the champagne onto the floor. It shatters into many pieces of glass and whatever liquid inside lands on the carpet. But that didn’t matter. She felt so nervous and she couldn’t show it to the man who messed her up so badly. Rand began walking toward Reagan however she doesn’t notice as she begins giving him a piece of her mind

“You messed with my mind! You took away my first friend! You made a robot friend that traumatized me with hugs! The same fucking robot destroyed Cognito! I lost my promotion because of you sick bastard!” Reagan screams. However Rand sneers and grabs onto her arms. A threatening glare on his face that made Reagan freeze. Her dad hadn’t grabbed her like this a long time.

“I did all of those as a favor. Without me, you have been an average person working a whole lot of nothing in the world! How about you show your old man some respect for helping you!” Rand pushes Reagan harshly toward the wall near the couch.

She tumbled into the wall and winced at the pain her head and back felt while falling onto the floor. Something lands on her hand with a shatter and she hisses, opening her eyes. Her brain and heart nearly stopped, once realizing it was the family photo she still kept around. Her parents and her as a little kid. The dad she looked up to when she was younger.

Now the dad she had was staring her down , heavily breathing and drunk. It made her feel like she was that young kid. Scared to speak up or do anything against her dad in fear he would make fun or yell at her.

So Reagan stumbled to her feet and ran out of the place she considered home. She kept running until she was out of breath. Knowing Rand had the key to her house, it didn’t feel safe anymore. Her mind couldn’t come up with anything to say for him to leave.

Although where was she going to stay for the night. She prefers not to wander the neighborhood or sleep on the sidewalk. She didn’t bring her wallet or phone. No money for a hotel.. The only option she could think of was.. staying at one of her coworkers places. The nearest one was probably Bretts.. She really didn’t want to bother him this late but.. what choice did she have?

—-

A fifteen minute walk and Reagan was at his place. Part of her was hesitant to go in but a small part of her also wanted him by her side. She rang the doorbell a few times.

Hearing quick footsteps come louder and louder, the door opened and a tired Brett was in front of her. He looked surprised and quickly rubbed the sleep out of her eyes.

“Reagan? Why are you here so late? What happened to your hand?”

Her hand? She looked down and realized that her hand was bleeding and a few small shards were in there. She shrugged and quickly went in. The door closed but Brett followed her questions.

“Did something bad happen? Why aren’t you asleep? Are you okay after what happened with your dad today? I know you’re not but..”

The last question made her stop and hold her breath. It reminded her of what had happened earlier. Brett looked at her worried and quickly put a hand on her shoulder. He could feel her shaking.

“Reagan, sit down. Let me deal with your hand and then we can talk.” Brett mumbled and guided her to the couch. He grabbed a first aid kit he had from the bathroom and returned back.

“I’m going to pull the glass out first. Are you okay with that..?” Brett asked grabbing the injured hand

“Yeah....Do whatever..” Reagan mumbled, looking away. She didn’t want Brett to see her emotional state. Then again, she came to his place, he was going to fuss over her. A stupid oversight she made

Brett started plucking the glass out with tweezers. Every pull made Reagan hiss quietly but he didn’t say anything. Something went wrong when she returned home. He’ll ask her later. The shards were out now and he cleaned the wound with a cloth and bandages it.

“Do you want to talk about what happened?” Brett asked. Reagan pulled her hand into her chest and looked down. She opened her mouth but nothing came out and she started shaking again.

“Woah, hey, it’s okay. It's okay.” Brett reassured and turned her to face him. “You don’t have to talk but-.”

“Rand came over.” Reagan mumbles. Brett’s eyes widened but he nodded for her to continue “He., just started taunting me about me losing the CEO position .. and.. I tried to get him out of the house but..” She stopped to take a breath. “He grabbed me and pushed me into the wall. The picture frame I had of us as a family fell onto my hand.. and it felt like I was in elementary school. Scared of my dad when he was angry.”

Once Reagan was done talking, she felt Brett hugging her tightly. He whispered a few apologies.. even though he did nothing wrong. It made a few tears come out but she quickly wiped them away.

“Everything is going to be okay..” Brett whispered. ‘You didn’t do anything wrong this time. You saved Cognito..”

“I lost my promotion..”

“It’s the Robes fault for losing someone as awesome as you as CEO.”

Reagan sighed. “Maybe..they did. Maybe they didn’t. I’m not sure now.”

“Well.. I think they did. You would be a great CEO. But maybe we should focus on going to bed. Did you bring anything with you?”

“No.. I ran out of the house. I can’t stand being there. It feels like Rand is watching my every step”

“You can stay here as long as you want.” Brett smiled. “I have some extra PJs you can wear and then we can sleep.”

Reagan gives him a weak grin before following him to his bedroom. She wondered how the world would be once Rand starts being CEO on Monday . But maybe she should just focus on this right now. Sleep, and Brett.

#inside job #reagan ridley #rand ridley #brett hand #breagan #eh #can be implied #bad things happen bingo #tw: injury #tw: glass #inside job fanfic

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insidereagan · 2 years

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~brett hand + reagan ridley stim headcanons!~

sfw! altho mentions of stimming, which could cause unwanted/involuntary stimming for some autistic ppl

my chronic pain is rlly bad today so idk I felt like writing this lmaoo

so I hc them both to be autistic but at completely different places on the spectrum. They both stim, but in different ways!

brett:

OH <33 THIS MAN LOVES TO STIM AND DOES IT ANYTIME HE CAN

he used to suck at hiding it, was bullied for it as a kid, and now suppresses them when he can :’(

but now he’s unlearning the harmful things he was taught and is slowly learning to unmask!

HE LOVES VESTIBULAR STIMS AAH

like put him in a room with a spinny chair, and yea, serious and focused brett hand™️ is gone.

HE 100% MAKES LIL NOISES AND GIGGLES WHILE HES SPINNING <33 LIKE “WHEEE!” HE JUST LIKES TO SPIN OKAY

although after about 5 minutes of nonstop spinning, it actually helps him work and even focus better! (the reason why he struggled sm in school was bc he wasn’t allowed to stim) when I’m struggling to come up with ideas (I’m writing the synopsis/bible for a cartoon rn!) spinning helps, and I feel like it would help brett too.

and the smile he makes when he’s finally able to unmask and be,, well,, just be brett is *chefs kiss* 👌🏼

HE ALSO LOVES TO DOODLE IT HELPS HIM FOCUS SM <33

LIKE.. just give brett a piece of paper and a pen, and 5 minutes later, BOOM, you can no longer see what was originally on it, it just has bretts lil doodles. even if it’s for work though, the gang is never pissed at him. they’re just happy he’s finally expressing himself and not surprising his stims

which is why he always he has a piece of paper while he works to doodle on!! so there’s no random drawings of dogs, and cartoon characters on important docs for the shadow board.

he loves fidget toys. I feel like he has a large ass box of them on his desk, and if someone even dares touch them without asking, he’s gonna be mad.

he won’t mind if your a close friend or you ask first tho!

He also 100% has echolalia!! (Repeating quotes)

Some of his favourites are “dall-e!” “To infinity and beyond!” And things like that!!

He also LOVES auditory stims. Music, asmr etc. And then with that, he does lil dances!! Not big ones, just lil sways and things like that.

It’s also canon he’s into smell stims. In the 80s episode with the scented markers!

there’s this shop in the Uk called smiggle which sells kawaii scented markers. They don’t sell them in america, but brett 100% got them on eBay or smth, and keeps them on his desk!

OH <33 AND WHEN HE SQIEEZED THE EARTH STRESS BALL THIS MAN CANONICALLY STIMS

AND HE JUDT LOVES TO BE TOUCHED AND CUDDLED AAH <33

In conclusion, this man loves to stim all the time.

reagan

unlike brett, she still suppresses her stims and is really shy about them. although rand obviously didn’t understand how they actually helped her focus so he never let them stim

she was so damn shy about them as a kid :( she only really was able to stim in her bedroom and even then she was so self conscious

orrin helped her embrace her stims but obviously she can’t remember that. But orrin is autistic too and they’d have lil stim sessions together in between sessions at school. orrin was diagnosed so he had more resources! but sadly his parents didn’t rlly care about him so him and reagan learned about autism together!

speaking of, that’s the reason why reagan is so reluctant about autism. she realised she matched up with all the traits, she told rand, but he shut her down saying that she’s “too smart to be autistic” (which isn’t true btw!!)

but back to stimming, I feel like reagan would really enjoy smelling essential oils. not ones that smell so strong they give yoy a headache, ones that have a nice smell that’s not too faint and not too strong. ones like maybe lavender, ylang ylang and the like.

she also likes fidget toys! but more small/discreet ones, like bicycle chains, slap bands etc

we know she hates hugs, but she melts when people ask her for a hug, and mostly accepts it when she’s asked.

she also has this.. one song she listens to on repeat? idk what it is, but anytime she gets over stimulated, she listens to it.

popping bubble wrap also helps when she’s stressed!! she likes textile stims a lot.

she struggles a lot with hygiene but when she does wash, she feels extremely claustrophobic in showers so she tends to take baths. but if the water is anything under burning, she gets extremly overstimulated.

when brett sees her stimming, she’s so scared, but brett reassures her it’s okay and that he stims too!!

that’s kind of what started her unmasking journey.

she’s still struggling a lot, and rarely stims but she’s doing so well! and brett and the others are so proud of her

I hope you guys enjoyed!! This was a shit ton of self inserting lol

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Sweet Little Sunshine (part 3: Sunshine)

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Steo | Stiles x Theo | First Responders prompt @steodiscord | sm ut sm ut sm ut sm ut sm ut

Stiles is 3 weeks in to his medical training as a senior med student. He has to make good here because this will decide which hospital he'd be a doctor in.

He has to focus. But a certain firefighter is making that a little difficult.

Waltzing in with all his hotness and attention on Stiles. Applying pressure of pursuing him, gifts and go-out-with me statements. Throwing out pickup lines to him whenever he is there.

Focusing is becoming harder and harder for Stiles.

Lydia rushed back to Med. She ran straight to Stiles' room.

"Stiles!!!" -she was already a crying, sniffing, bawling mess.

"Lydia. I'm okay now." -Stiles was rubbing her back, she was face down on his chest, crying out. "Shh, there, there."

"Stiles! What the hell are you even doing there?!?" -Lydia looked up and slapped Stiles on his arm.

"Ouch!"

"Why are you there?!?!?" -Lydia kept slapping him.

"Okay, okay! Stop. I went to help Erika."

"Oh, Stiles~!!!" -Lydia kept hugging him.

Stiles then told Lydia everything. From him getting Erika's message to saving him.

"Lyds, would you be a darling and please ask how Theo's doing?"

"Sure."

Lydia wiped her tears, and fixed her hair. She asked around about Theo. She learned Theo had a burn on his back, but nothing serious, it would heal good. She then visited him in his room.

"Hey, Theo... Thank you so much!" -she hugged him as well.

"No worries. It's Stiles. No questions asked."

"... I'm so glad Stiles found you. Get better, he's worried about you."

Lydia walked out and bumped onto Jackson and Brett.

"Whoa! Sorry." -Jackson held her in place, keeping her from falling.

"Oh!" -Lydia got back up on her feet gracefully. "Thank you."

Brett and Theo shared a look.

Jackson watched Lydia leave the room.

"Theo? Who is that?"

"We knew it!" -Theo and Brett chorused.

-+-+-+

Lydia got herself and Stiles some food. And the moment she entered Stiles' room, she asked...

"Stiles, what's the name of Theo's friend?"

Stiles raised an eyebrow and figured out and also knew which one Lydia might be talking about...

"Ohh... must be Jackson."

"Jackson... he's quite lovely." -Lydia sat beside Stiles on his bed, giddy.

"Oh, boy, here we go." -Stiles started laughing.

-+-+-+-

Stiles was up the next day. He visited Theo who took a bit longer to recover because of the burn wounds on his back.

Theo was playing it up, acting all baby for Stiles to pamper him. Stiles knew but he didn't mind.

Stiles came bearing a gift. Salpicao Chicken meal.

"Oh, how'd you know?"

"I have two very reliable sources." -Stiles prepped the meal in front of Theo, who was excited, it's been so long since he had that.

Stiles would spend the night in Theo's room, climb up to Theo's bed and sleep. A few more days like that and Theo gets discharged and went back to work immediately.

A few how-are-yous and are-you-sure-you're-okay-to-work from their workmates, and their days were back to normal.

Sometimes doing collaboration work when an accident calls for it. Talking all day. Going out to lunches and dinners and drinks and dances. And one too many times, almost having sex. Almost.

But Stiles wanna get over it. He is sure of Theo now. He wants to do it. So he went against Lydia's advice.

"Theo, wait. Can we slow down a bit?"

"Hmm." Theo looked up from putting on hickeys on his neck. "Okay." Theo kisses his neck one last time before coming up.

"I have to tell you something... don't laugh at me, okay?" -Stiles was biting his nails.

"Okay. I promise." -Theo pulled Stiles' hand away, stopping him from nibbling on his nails.

"I'm... a virgin."

"..." -Theo was quiet. Too quiet.

Quite a long while. Stiles was just staring at Theo, observing his reaction... which is not much. Theo was just stoic, staring back at him.

"Theo?" -Stiles waving his hand in front of Theo.

"Yeah... oh, Stiles." -Theo smiled.

"Yeah, that's why I always back out... but I wanna do it with you. But can we go slowly? I don't know what to do. You could t-teach me." -Stiles felt really embarrassed and stupid asking to be thought how to do it. Watching porn videos isn't exactly the same as the real thing when you're faced with it.

"Of course, Stiles."

"So... how are we gonna go about this?"

"First... we need a bed."

Theo began to drive them back to his place.

"Okay, so uhm... I might go all the way or not. I'm not sure, I'm sorry."

"I get it, Stiles. I won't force you. Maybe, we start by kissing on my bed?... then I'll teach you some things."

And so they did. They met in a kiss. Slow at first, then tongues came in, flicking, licking, then lip nibbling, then tongue sucking.

"Hmn, shit." -Stiles broke away to catch his breath.

"You good, Stiles?" -Theo checking on him.

"Yeah."

Theo looked Stiles over, he could see he has tented his jeans. Theo felt his own twitch in his pants too.

"Do you wanna continue?"

"...Y-Yeah, just kissing, is it okay?"

"Yeah."

Theo moved in to continue kissing. Theo noticed Stiles doesn't really know where to put his hands on. So Theo showed him how. He touched Stiles on his chest, Stiles did the same to him. So they went with: Theo doing and Stiles copying.

Theo touched Stiles' cheek, rubbed it gently and then his hand slid down to his neck, to his chest, making sure to flick and pinch the nipples. Then he continued down the bellybutton and crotch.

The last part Stiles didn't follow. "W-Woah!"

"Just touching, Stiles." -Theo said, breathless on Stiles' ear.

"O-Okay." -Stiles lets Theo touch him there, body jerking a bit.

Theo was so into it, he unzips Stiles pants and plunged his hand in, wrapping Stiles' erection with his hand. He wanted Stiles to do the same.

He helped him unzip his pants. And waited for Stiles. He stopped kissing him and asked...

"Stiles? It's okay. You can touch me."

Stiles looked at it. The thing. He only ever saw it back at their first night, and now he'd be able to touch it.

"Can I really touch it?"

"Yes. It's all yours. This, is all yours." -Theo gesturing to himself.

Stiles reached for it and held it. It felt warm and hard. He started to stroke it, and saw how it oozed out precum. Stiles oozed out his too, seeing that.

"Until we cum?" -Stiles already calling it. Even though how good it feels, Stiles still can't see himself going all the way, for now.

"Yeah... Yeah, make me cum, Stiles." -Theo held on to the edge of the bed and let Stiles experiment.

Stiles picked up his pace, stroking and pumping the way he knows feels good.

"Doing good, Stiles. Just like that."

Stiles gaining confidence, experimented more, he used two hands and made twisting motions. Theo gripped the bed tighter.

"Theo... will you cum now? I want to see you cum."

"Fuck!" -Theo then came after that. He was holding back as much as he can so Stiles can experiment and explore. But hearing Stiles request that, he couldn't help it.

Stiles felt good, seeing and hearing Theo release. Theo sounded so good. So sinful.

Theo caught his breath for a while and kissed Stiles, ready to return the favor. He pushed Stiles on to the bed and started taking his pants off. Stiles covered his face, no one else ever saw his thing yet, ever.

"You look beautiful, Stiles." -Theo said as he took him into his hand.

Stiles doesn't look bad down there. He is packing quite a bit too. Although a little smaller on the girth department compared to Theo.

Stiles is blushing, cheek to neck. And blushed even harder when he saw Theo going down on him.

"T-Theo?!? W-Wai-ahhh!" -Stiles threw his head back to the pillow and gripped on whatever his palm landed on, when Theo started giving him a blow job. "Hn-Theo-h-I-cu-"

Stiles tried to talk but it all sounded gibberish. Just a few bobs of Theo's head, Stiles was cumming, non stop, even after Theo released him from his mouth.

"Shit, Stiles." -Theo watched as Stiles release strings of cum.

He was covering his face. He was so embarrassed. Coming in under a minute. Stiles became teary. He was scared Theo wouldn't like that about him.

"I'm sorry, Theo."

"No, don't. You don't have to apologize for that." -Theo laid beside him now. Theo observed Stiles and he knew he's not gonna get any further than this. "Enough for tonight?"

"Yeah."

"Okay, get cleaned up. I'll drive you home."

Theo got up, took his pants and boxers off. Taking his shirt off, going about his room, completely naked. And Stiles was looking away. He feels like he's doing something bad or illegal, looking at Theo naked like that.

"Stiles, you gotta get used to this. We're dating, after all." -Theo winked, flexing his muscles.

"O-Okay." -Stiles began cleaning up too.

Theo then had an idea. Next time, he'd let Stiles explore. He'd let Stiles decide.

And that's what he did. After one nice dinner and a good dancing in the bar, they found their way back into Theo's apartment, locked lips. Straight into the bedroom. Theo is pleased that Stiles was relaxed and a little aggressive.

Theo then laid on the bed and told Stiles to undress him. Stiles was hesitant at first but Theo made him feel safe, and that it's okay to do this.

So Stiles did. He sat on Theo's lap and pushed Theo's shirt off. He stared at Theo's body. Chest, abs, shoulders, arms. Then he stared at Theo's jeans. He took the belt off. Unzipped the pants and pulled them down. Looking at Theo again in boxers only.

"You're very good looking, Theo. Very."

"Thank you." -Theo looked at Stiles with hooded eyes.

Stiles ran his fingers along Theo's happy trail and over the 'bump' in his boxers.

'Okay, the dick is in there. There's a dick in there!' -Stiles remembering how it looks and feels in his hands.

"Theo... you said I'm safe with you." -Stiles has something in mind.

"Yeah."

"Can I... try something? This is kinda like, one of my... fantasies." -Stiles cleared his throat a couple of times.

"Ooh! Show me." -Theo was eager to participate.

"Wait here." -Stiles, feeling confident, climbed off of Theo and got something from his bag.

A white bandage.

Theo kept quiet and just observed.

"So, uhm..." -Stiles climbed on Theo's lap again.

He pushed Theo's hands up to the headboard. Theo has an idea what's Stiles is up to, he can't help but smirk. Stiles began to tie Theo's hands on the headboard. Stiles has a sheepish smile on when he finished.

"Don't judge me, Theo."

"No judgement here, Stiles."

"Okay."

Stiles continued exploring Theo. Kisses, sucks, and licks to his neck. Light touches of his fingers down Theo's arms and chest. Playing with his nipples and abs. Loving how the muscles felt. Basically admiring the whole of Theo's body. Stiles turned his attention on Theo's v-line and slowly pulled Theo's boxers off, freeing Theo's erection.

Stiles repeated what he did to Theo's cock before. Stroking and pumping and squeezing. Theo was breathing heavily by then.

"Tell me I'm doing something right." -Stiles asked.

"Yeah... I know you know the spots, you're the doctor here after all." -Theo kind of challenged Stiles.

And oh yes, Stiles knows the spots. Frenulum, and perineum, tops his list. He wasted no time abusing those spots. And he got what he wanted: Theo moaning.

"Hmm, yeah." -Theo closed his eyes and just feel Stiles work his cock.

But Stiles was growing bolder every minute, he wanted more, so without warning, he leaned down and licked Theo's tip.

That forced Theo to open his eyes and look at Stiles. "Holy shit!"

Stiles was no expert on blowjobs but he's trying. Theo could see.

"Fuck, okay. Mmn, okay, Stiles... just... lick my tip first, then put the head in... yeah, just like that."

Stiles did and kept letting Theo's head go in and out of his mouth. He can't help but note, Theo tastes good.

"Then... slowly, go down farther, take in as much as you can... no hurries here, just... take me into your mouth."

Stiles did, going past the head and then half the shaft, he dared to go farther down but when the tip hit his tonsils, he gagged. He let go of it.

"S-Sorry." -Stiles wiped the saliva off his mouth.

"It's okay, it's okay... try again when you're ready."

Stiles felt a little jealous on how open and knowledgeable Theo is in the subject at hand. He swore to himself he'd get better.

So he tried again, taking Theo in his mouth again.

"Stiles... this time, try hollowing your cheeks..."

Stiles followed faithfully, just halfway down the shaft. Theo kept breathing heavily and encouraging Stiles. Telling him he's doing good. Stiles dared to take more in. He let the head go past his tonsil and he tried hard not to gag.

Theo cursed at that and followed it with a moan. "Good... good, Stiles." Theo gripped on the bandage. Oh how he wanted to free his hands and stroke Stiles' hair right now.

Theo let Stiles bobbed his head up and down on him a few more times, everytime going past the tonsils and hitting the back of Stiles' throat.

"Stiles... I'm gonna tell a secret... hum."

Stiles bobbed up and was confused "Huh? Hum?"

"Yeah..."

Stiles went down again on Theo and did what Theo said. He took him all the way in and hummed. He heard Theo let out the best moan he heard him let out today.

"Hmm, yeah... Stiles, now try swallowing."

And Stiles did, he had a hard time at first but Theo's moans are getting louder and longer. He wants to hear more. So he started mixing it all up. Bobbing his head up and down, hollowed cheeks, humming and swallowing.

Theo was so close to the edge, but he doesn't wanna cum yet. He wanted to prolong this as much as possible.

"Okay, s-stop, Stiles. Let go." -Theo concentrated hard to keep himself from finishing right there and then when Stiles let him go.

Because Stiles let it out, flicking his tongue on the frenulum and at the tip, he sucked and let it out with a tight pop.

Theo has his toes curled by then. Stiles felt good seeing he was able to make his ever gorgeous, ever confident, ever experienced, boyfriend look like that. Sound like that.

Theo's cock in his mouth and down his throat felt good... maybe... it would feel good too in there... in down there...

"Theo? I wanna..."

"Wanna what?" -Theo wanted him to say it.

"That... in here." -Stiles was squirming a bit, touching his hole.

"I want it too, Stiles. How about you untie me now?"

Stiles never untied anything as fast as he did right now.

"It's kinda unfair, is it?" -Theo said as he rubbed his wrists.

"W-What is?" -Stiles gulped. He was still sitting on Theo's lap. Theo looked and sounded so predatory... and that was hot.

"I'm all naked, with a rock hard dick, and you're all dressed up. Looking all pretty..." -Theo held Stiles by his forearm.

Then he flipped their positions. Stiles is the one lying down now. Theo has a lustful look and smile... he began undressing Stiles... rather harshly.

He tore his shirt off and threw it across the room. Then he took the pants off, pulling it down hard, along with the boxers. All the while licking his lips. Looking like someone getting ready to devour something delicious.

Stiles gulped and yelped throughout it. He kinda liked it. Being manhandled rough like that.

And without warning, Theo started giving him a blowjob. Hard and hungry. More expertly than what he just did to him a while ago. Stiles has no hope of holding out as long as he can.

"Theo! holy fuc-hey!!!" -Stiles threw his hands on Theo's head, gripping at his hair.

Theo moaned and hummed around his dick. And Stiles' started seeing stars. So that's how it felt like. Stiles let out a mix of moan and yelp and scream as he came. His heels digging on the mattress. His vision all spotty white and his hearing deafened.

Theo hummed one last time around Stiles. He sat up and smirked at Stiles and let Stiles' juices slip out of his mouth.

Stiles gasped at that and saw Theo let it spill onto his palm, intentionally catching it. Stiles was curious why Theo didn't swallow it instead.

"Stiles... one last time to back out. Do you really want this in you?" -Theo stroked his pinkish tip and throbbing cock, looking slick with precum now.

Stiles nodded. Nodded hard.

"Alright... I can't promise you it feels good right off the bat but this would help."

Theo dipped his fingers on Stiles' release on his palm and prodded Stiles' hole with it. One finger first. He pushed it in slowly, Stiles hissed in pain. Theo let him adjust for a bit, and started putting in the second finger. Stretching Stiles slowly.

"Stiles... I know you know about it, but... this is what the prostate feels like..." -Theo tapped it inside of him.

Stiles felt a tingle. Theo touched it again. And it replaced the stinging pain he felt being entered for the first time.

"It would feel better with cock pressing onto it..."

Stiles eyes' glistened with anticipation.

"Can I put it in now, Stiles?"

"Yeah!" -Stiles' bundle of nerves was still being assaulted by Theo's finger.

And the promise of it feeling so much better with Theo's cock hitting it instead of just the fingers, made Stiles say yes as fast as he could.

Theo locked his lips again as he pulled his fingers out. He bit his lips, as he slowly pushed himself into Stiles.

Stiles thrashed his head back onto the pillow, with his hands gripping on the bedsheet. Theo moaned as he buried himself to the hilt. It felt as good as he imagined it to be. Hell, it feels better real, than him masturbating about it for nights now.

He knew he prepped Stiles well so, he pulled almost all the way out and then slammed back again, hard, hitting the bundle of nerves perfectly. Stiles moaned. Loud. Theo repeated it, slow at first, then faster and faster, harder and harder, hitting it perfectly everytime.

Stiles was arching his back now, it felt too good. He swore it all felt so good, hot and wet. Or maybe it was the cum on his belly, he came again, exactly when? He doesn't know. Everything felt good. He thinks he's gonna cum one more time before Theo finishes. Or twice. Or more.

Stiles doesn't really care. He had given up his v-card now. And was questioning himself why he didn't earlier? He could've gone to heaven and beyond earlier in this point of his life with Theo. He has to make up for it. He's already seeing himself asking for it often. Way often.

"Stiles... I'm close... cum for me, again, sunshine."

Last time it was Stiles that requested releasing from Theo, this time, Theo was the one asking. And as if on cue, Stiles did. He cummed again, and his whole body shook and he felt himself squeeze... squeeze Theo.

"Mnfuck!" -Theo felt Stiles tighten around him. So tight that it squeezed out the orgasm in him, making him come in Stiles, hard.

Theo lay on top of Stiles, moaning and breathing on Stiles' ear as his orgasm ebbed.

Pulling out, Theo laid beside Stiles. Stiles was still catching his breath, dazed, eyes misty, still a little high from all of what happened.

Theo felt good. Felt good that he satisfied Stiles. He stared at Stiles a while then pulled Stiles closer into a hug as they both fell asleep. There is no way he'd hurt this. There is no way he'd lose this.

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Stiles woke up, he tried sitting up and felt sore. Then it all came back to him.

Last night. He lost his v-card.

To Theo.

Who did it wonderfully.

"H-Hey?" -Theo woke up from the sudden movement beside him. "Stiles?" Theo is still sleepy.

Stiles held his breath when be heard Theo's voice. Sounding like that. All husky and low, so sultry in the morning.

"Hey, Theo... what time is it? Don't you have work?"

"I'm on night shift today."

"Me too."

"Good. We could have more fun." -Theo smirked and grabbed Stiles down back onto the bed.

They woke again late in the afternoon. Just in time to drive out, go grab some coffee and head in to their work.

Stiles was greeted by Lydia, with Jackson. Stiles stopped on his tracks.

'That was fast.' -Stiles thought as he smiled to himself.

"Stiles! Good evening." -Lydia greeted him, voice a little too high pitched than usual.

"Hi. Hey, Jackson." -Stiles nodded at him.

"Hey, Stiles... had a rough night?" -Jackson was smirking at him, subtly pointing at his neck.

"...Oh!" -Stiles immediately covered it up with his hands. He knew what it is. "Uhm, well..." Stiles just smiled it off.

"Aww, Stiles... here." Lydia was kind enough to lend him her scarf. "And you're gonna tell me about it, later, okay?"

Lydia and Jackson giggled. Stiles gave Jackson a side eye. The other just stopped and walked away, heading in for his night shift too, bidding goodbye to Lydia.

"So, what happened?~" -Lydia was giddy. Asked it in a sing song tune.

"Lyds, I'm not telling~" -Stiles answered in a sing song too.

-+-+-+-

Jackson jogged in to work holding valuable information.

"Hey, Theo. I saw Stiles a while ago."

"Yeah?"

"Must have had a very nice night, huh?"

Jackson tapped Theo's shoulder. Theo just smiled at him and gestured to be quiet, making Jackson even more playful about it. Theo just dismissed him.

The night shift went on quite well. But just a few hours before morning, the alarm sounded off, they are needed to respond to a fire. A kids' shelter was burning.

In a few seconds, the squad is out of there. It was a pretty big incident. Many kids were still inside. Search and rescue is priority right now.

Theo ordered a vent asap and divided his team for more efficient operation. Making Jackson and Brett lead a small team each.

"Fire department, call out!!!" -Theo walked through the smoke and fire.

He heard screams of children. Every room he went in has a kid or group of kids stuck in there. Once he got everyone out, he went on to move to the second floor. Clearing it. He then went to the 3rd floor.

Outside, there were too many kids and personnel that needed medical assistance, the fire department called for Med.

"Dad, hey, Theo is in there?"

"Stiles, son, just focus on the injured. Theo can handle himself."

"Dad!" -Stiles was worried. The shelter is an old structure, lots of things could go wrong.

Chief Stilinski saw how worried Stiles is. He sighed and used his radio.

"Raeken, report!"

"Chief, I'm on the third floor, doing a sweep." -Theo answered loud and clear.

"Okay." -Chief ended the call. "Happy now?"

"Yeah. Thanks." -Stiles hugged his dad.

Stiles went on his way to help with triage.

Meanwhile, Theo was on the last room to clear. He reported it to the chief. And the chief ordered him to get out asap because the structure is not holding well. It is decades old and should've been condemned already.

Theo was on his way back when he heard rumbles. The floor started caving in. Theo barely escaped it. Everyone heard the loud noise.

"Everyone out now! Out now!" -Chief called out all of his firefighters.

"Dad, what was that? Is Theo out yet?" -Stiles ran to his dad's side.

"Raeken, where are you?" -chief radioed.

"Still on the 3rd floor. The floor collapsed, chief. I need the aerial. I'm on the east wing, 2nd window."

"Alright. You heard that? Get the aerial there, now!" -chief ordered the truck.

Then a loud sound came from the rumblings again.

"Chief! Where's that aerial?!?"

"Coming, Raeken!"

"I'm losing ground here!" -Theo was stepping back and back, the floor kept getting smaller and smaller. "Fuck!"

The whole floor, and soon the walls, would cave in, if he doesn't get out now...

"Chief! I'm jumping it!" -Theo announced.

"Raeken!"

Everyone outside heard a window break, and saw a firefighter jump out.

"Theo!!!" -Stiles swore his heart stopped when he saw Theo jump. "Ohmygod!!!"

Stiles wanted to run towards Theo but his dad stopped him. "The building is collapsing, Stiles!"

"Get him! Get him away from there!!!"

"Talbot and Jackson are on it!"

"Theo? Theo!!!" -Stiles was still trying to fight off his dad.

Theo lay on the ground, he could hear Stiles calling him.

"Theo! Come on!" -Brett and Jackson pulled him away.

By that time, Theo was in and out of consciousness. Everything felt real and unreal. Dreaming and real life. Like a very shallow sleep, flashes of sleep, flashes of dreams. In and out. Seeing and remembering Brett and Jackson talking to him. Then getting on a backboard. And getting in an ambo. Before the door closed, he saw the sun rising. He didn't even realize how much time they spent working that fire.

He's consciousness escaped him again. But he doesn't wanna fall back to sleep, he wanted to see that sun again, because he doesn't really feel alive right now. He just jumped off a third floor. He wants to stay conscious and see that sun fully rise. He has to. For himself to know that this is real and this is another day. That he survived.

But the sun is dimming. Something is blocking it. Something is in front of it. Theo isn't sure if it is: losing his consciousness or if the ambo doors closing that has blocked out the sunrise.

He held out his hand.

"Theo? Theo, I'm here. I got you!"

"S-Stiles?" -Theo half awake, was able to make out Stiles' face.

"Yeah, Theo." -Stiles held his hand.

Theo smiled, he could breathe easy now. "Sunshine."

-+-+-+

When Theo came to, Stiles was just walking in through the door, with the bright hallway light behind him.

"Hey, Theo? How're you feeling?" -Stiles sat beside Theo's bed. "Brett and Jackson just left."

"How long am I out?" -Theo said through hoarse voice.

"Uh-18 hours."

"H-How am I?"

"Miraculously, and thankfully, the tree branches you hit on your way down, broke your fall significantly. So no serious injury. Just nasty scratches."

"You'd still love me even despite the nasty scars?"

"Of course! What do you think of me?" -Stiles slapped Theo's arm.

"Ouch! Injured, jumped off the third floor. Still recovering, sunshine!"

"Sorry, sorry!"

The room was filled with laughter and lots of catching up. Stiles asking Theo all about what happened. Kinda like therapy in a way.

Then Theo asked Stiles about his work during the fire.

"So... Theo, we're gonna be like this for as long as we work?" -Stiles asked.

It's pretty tough. The job they have. Being a doctor, in the front line of diseases, exposure to viruses that maybe unknown or have no cure. Being a firefighter heading into open fires, collapsing buildings, and worst case scenarios.

Everyday, you never know if you'd be okay like you are right now, or if you'd catch an incurable disease, or burn alive in one fire call. You can never know. No one does.

Theo understood that.

"Yeah... but now I have you."

Stiles blushed. "Theo..."

"Before, I have no one, I just go to work, do it the best way and then do it again tomorrow. Truth is, I didn't really care what happens to me. Hell, I don't even write anything on the letters. You know, we have this letter at work, kinda like a last will. To send to your loved ones if ever you die on the line of duty. It's an old practice, not all firehouse does it now... I never wrote anything. And I get heat from your dad on that." -Theo laughed remembering Chief Stilinski's sermon.

"Oh, I know, what happens next." -Stiles laughed with him.

"Yeah, so... what I'm saying is, now I have someone to write it to... but also, I don't ever want you to read one of those, 'coz I know you'd cry like a river, I don't want you crying. So, now, everyday, I go to work and make sure I come out of it alive... Hey, I just said-"

Stiles was crying now. Ugly crying, bawling, sniffing, eyes flooding, and red.

"Oh, well." -Theo hugged him into his chest. "Stiles, we have very dangerous jobs. But promise me, you'd go home to me, everyday. Okay?"

"Yeah. I promise." -Stiles wiped his tears away. "Wait, go home to you. Theo are you-"

"Move in with me."

"Y-Yes! Yes, I will."

-+-+-+ ( complete ) +-+-+-

a/n: Yup, some scenarios are inspired by other series (chicago pd and fire) 😉

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#steo #theo raeken #imagine #stiles #teen wolf #theo #theo x stiles #stiles x theo #theo raeken x stiles stilinski #first responders #lemon

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Omg it's been a hot minute since I've been on your account but I practically stalked all the old stuff you write and was wondering if you were up to writing more breagan stuff? Like a jealous Brett about Ron or sm

I’ve been wanting to write more so bad it’s just right now uni is kicking my ass and I’m so brain dead

But I do have a lot of stories and theories, and I’m sorta of waiting for the next season cause lots of content for jealous Brett

I really love them, and I feel like I’m right, that Reagan’s love interest is going to be very bad for her, it seems like when they’re together, Reagan becomes more destructive. It seems like they share a goal, but it’s something that’s slowly eating them both away. He is someone that brings our Reagan’s worst side, he enables her.

Meanwhile we see when she’s with Brett she’s so much more different. Brett is trying to understand where she’s coming from, trying to help her, I feel like Brett only does things that he feels are nesscarry cause he doesn’t want Reagan to turn into the person she hates most which is her dad. Plus, I mean, Brett is the only person, Reagan has wanted to hug/pyshcial contact with in the show, like in the 80’s ep.

I feel like Brett has feelings for Reagan, cause that same ep earlier when Brett was in a simulation the sim mom asked “and how about that giiiirl?” And he’s like “we’re just friends!” But again…it’s a sim, so like, Brett was projecting for the mother to say that, so…idk man, I just feel like he does have feelings for her.

I miss inside job sooooo much, but short story, yes I really want to get back to writing some jealous Brett x Reagan, or just stories in Gen, and want to write a little more on my family au of them

#inside job #reagan ridley #brett hand #Reagan x Brett

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vi-starlight · 1 year

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Inside Job spoilers!

I watched the S2 final yesterday and I have a lot to say

-I believe Reagan tried to get a love life while being able to still stay at her job which is kinda what Rand tried to do,Reagan is turning into her dad

-Reagan truly loved Ron,that hurt her sm to let go but the right choice :(

-Brett isn't like a normal boss,he has a huge heart and will do anything to make things right like not killing the dog which was so wholesome

-I wonder what's going to happen to Reagen as she's going to become the new J.R and something bad is coming her way...

-I'M SO GLAD J R AND RAND FINALLY GOT IN JAIL AWAY FROM MESSING ANYTHING UP

-The Lin and Friends references is too funny 😂

-MIC THOUGHT HE WAS PREGNET AYOOOO

-Brett saying he understands that Reagan isn't doing well at the job and let's her go to see Ron

-CLIFFHANGER FOR S3!?

Actually sobbing

-Chance for Brett x Reagan to get Canon 🤭

#inside job #spoilers #reagan ridley #brett hand

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blushyeleven · 2 years

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take these kc tk hcs while I try find motivation and ideas to write the fic idea that has been sitting in my asks for a week..

lee:

(honestly this is sm easier bc this is cannon!!)

-I would say she is actually quite ticklish

-not a big fan of being tickled, it makes her feel weak.

-although she can’t deny it can be fun sometimes when she needs a break

-will only ever accept being tickled by Marisa

-actually is good at hiding that she’s ticklish unless you just keep tickling her

-will always deny being ticklish

-her most ticklish spots are definitely her sides/stomach (again cannon!!)

-Brett only tickled her once and after she made him promise he would never do it again. Reluctantly he agreed

-has tickle fights occasionally with Marisa

-I feel like Marisa only tickles her when she refuses to go to a party, persuading her to do practically anything and just to annoy her

-absolutely loves aftercare

-if she’s not in the mood she will get annoyed at her lers for a while

-teases dont affect her (she’s a spy people!!)

-will attempt to fight back, but let’s be honest she doesn’t want to hurt Marissa so she would just scream with laughter instead while batting her hands

-although being a great spy, being tickled will definitely make her talk

lers that get her: Marissa, Brentt (once), Damian (once), Ernie.. well Ernie got a kick to the nose so he never did it again

ler:

-definitely the most annoying and teasy ler

-tickles Marissa to annoy her and it works!

-always adds snarky comments

-uses tickling to get people to talk (cannon!) or cheer up but her favourite is just because she feels like being annoying or their annoying her

-she will definitely pin

-sometimes overdose ticking and doesn’t even realise it

-pokes and prods at Marissa side when she gets annoying or to tease her

-probably comes to no surprise but he is very skilled at tickling,

-revenge and tickling people after they get on her verve’s are her favourite

-Kc knows Marissa hates being tickled, so it’s hilarious for kc to watch Marissa just burst out laughing and getting annoyed. Sweet revenge

-Can never resist laughing at her lees state afterwards

-will tease for how squirmy her Lee is

-only tickles Ernie if there having a childish argument and Ernie turns cocky

-thinks tickling people is so entertaining and funny

-people NEVER and I mean NEVER ask her for tickles, because last time they did they learned it’s not the soft tickles they were hoping for, it was kc full on wrecking them.

-the only time she ever soft tickled if Marissa is upset and needs comfort so she will start of slowly

teases that she uses:

“awh it’s a shame.. would hate for me to use my most affective measurement”

“your just asking for it at this point”

“I know other ways to make you talk”

“You wanna laugh that badly? Alright!”

“you have a lot of nerve for somebody who is extremely ticklish”

“don’t push your luck. You know I will wreck you”

“now are you going to stop being annoying or am I going have to tickle you until you stop?”

lees that she gets: marissa, Ernie, brett, Judy

#kc undercover tickle #kc undercover #kc undercover tickle headcanons #kc cooper #kc ler #kc lee #kc ticklish

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thebigbidea · 1 year

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Media I've obsessed over throughout the years!!

2010-2019: My Little Pony: FIM

Was definitely my favorite show. I still love that show sm. Definitely has the most active fan base of them all. Making art for this show definitely inspired me to be the artist i am now. -- This show rased me, and raised me good. The older fandom is questionable, there's definitely some generational trama given to us Gen Z by them, but it was a very pro-lgbt space, and i loved this so sm.

Favorite character then: Fluttershy / Now: Trixie

2017-2021: DuckTales!! (Woo-hoo)

Always kinned Louie, and always will. I mean hell, i named my first MLP OC after Lena!! -- I really loved the episodes Quack Pack and GlomTales! (the latter if wich being because is was A. it Louie centered episode, and B. he proved to his mother that his scamming isn't all bad which i was proud of him for). I think i loved him sm just bc, well one, my favorite color has always been green, but two he's so relatable. Like the episode where he wasn't so sure and up to the idea of Della suddenly coming back and being his mom when he'd never even spoke to her once was just so good. Now i can look back and see how it was relatable, but even then when i didn't know what ik now i found him to be the most logical person in that situation.

Favorite character then: Louie (maybe i liked Lena a lot too?) Now: Louie

2019-2023: The Owl House

When MLP ended, this was the show that came in and swooped me up. As of writing, the shows only been officially over for about an hour. And while yes, DuckTales was there when MLP ended, it still definitely made me feel like something was missing. It did take about a season for me to realize TOH was filling that feeling but it got there. This show has probably effected me about as much as MLP. Like through the episode “Lost in Language”, apon watching some reviews and theories on the episode, i found out Luz was bisexual. At the time i hadn't really heard the term b4, but only about a day of finding it out, i was already comfortable going by it! It just fit too well!! I also got my preferred name/s from Emira and Edric!! Sigh, i could write sm about TOH since it literally just ended, but i don't want to be here all day.

Favorite character then: Hunter, Now: The Collector. // Kinnie: Edric and Emira all the way, baby.

2023-???: Welcome Home! @:3

And now we're here. I already know this will be the thing i obsess over for the next 3-4 years, i can smell it. If things wrap up before 2026, i know the fandom will still be alive. Like idk maybe I'll laugh at my naivete in like two years rereading this post but come on!! Everything lines up way too well!! When MLP ended, TOH was there. Not TOH is ending and, oh, what's that?? WH!? I don't think its too unrealistic to think this story can take 3 test to make.. look say DHMIS, The Mandela Catalogue, and the Walten Files!!

...And well i mean if not, South Park has been going to 25 years and strong!! So I'll probably love that.

Favorite character: Julie!!!! (And Frank) // Don't make me pick favs from SP bro they're all so great. :')

Bonuses!!!

2021(-2023?): Loki

Bc of this show, i discovered i was gender fluid :]] I also found a wonderful community from it, and i love all of those people i met!!.. except for J***. You know who you are. Lmao, jokes. But yea, I'm no marvel fan or anything, but i love Greek/Norse mythology.. so it's no surprise i love Thor and Loki as much as i do!

Fav: Owen Wilson.

2021-2022: Inside Job (+ the 2000 other animated shows Netflix cancelled after one or two seasons..)

Yes there are shows that ended justly, like Kid Cosmic and CentaurWorld. They only planned on having two seasons so they ended great and with a banger. But like,, Dead End, and Glitch Techs, and give BNA another season, goddamn it!!

Fav: Brett 1000%

2020(-2023?) And 2021-2022: Animatics and The Cuphead Show respectively

I decided to add these two after ranting in the hashtags bc i just had to. :] Not much to say, i rlly love these shows. Made some art in my sketchbook and sh/t.

Fav: Wakko // Muggsie.

There's so many more shows (on tv, steaming, or online!) I'd live to acknowledge but I'm bored as hell do I'm calling it. Buhbies!!

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oqal · 2 years

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If Reagan and Brett ever got together in show canon, how do you think the show would do it? I personally would love a cliche thing that is also somehow non cliche? Like miscommunication (which I personally love but know a lot of people hate) but in a way that would be making fun of the trope as well. Probably in the middle of something super intense like preventing the planet from being destroyed or sm

honestly there are so many cute cliches i have in my mind for if and how they get together

like i totally think brett would pine for reagan first, like staring at her lovingly when she’s not looking, sitting next to her asap, he’s already her fluffer i mean

i really like to imagine it slips out one night when they’re chillin together, watching movies, drinking, just having a good jolly time and she’s talking about those awful romance movies and how horrible it would be in one and brett is like yeaaahhh haha horrible 👀 awful movie

but then he totally tries it for like a week, pulling strings, trying out these awful stunts, and at the end of the week they’re all just no-show failures, brett just wanted to show her romance film-lensed glasses are actually cool. he’s all in this weird get-up with some crazy pink tuxedo, a big background of a beach, a rocket, and she’s like “brett what the fuck are you doing?? what is all this crap??”

he’s sweating like “UH uhh. well i just. i wanted to pull off a romance movie week! but it didn’t… go well.” like something falls from the ceiling behind him and crashes LMAO

reagan is like why??

and he closes in on her and is like “because romance movies are cute and cheesy! they’re heartwarming, filled with adventure, because they have good plots, slice of lifes, i wanted to show you because!!”

and she raises her brow like “because of what?”

and he’s a little embarrassed but is like “because…because i like you.”

reagan is BLINKING like what. WHAT. but then they kiss or fuck or smth

#asks #breagan family #if getting carries away was a crime i’d be in jail

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hotchs-second-wife · 2 years

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One Chicago Spin-off, but its their kids - Rewrite

The amount of stupidity feel right now. I already made this post and it was in my drafts, and my dumb ass deleted it when I went to edit it- anyway, if you couldn't tell, I deleted all of my old One Chicago Kids content because I'm rewriting it! So, here we go;

Kelly's still the chief, but he's the chief of Firehouse 28, where his daughter and only child is the squad lieutenant.

Homegirl following in his footsteps.

And of course, Kelly and Stella named her Leslie.

Lieutenant Leslie Severide. I love it.

ANYWAY- Casey's kid also followed in his dad's footsteps and became the captain of 28.

His name would probably be Andrew, or Andy for short.

Andrew and Leslie having the same dynamics as their dads.

Fire captain that gets in harms way pretty much every shift, his squad lieutenant best friend getting his ass out of danger again.

Leslie being an only child and Andrew having three sisters and two brothers.

Casey and Brett be having children left and right-

STELLA WOULD SPOIL HER GIRL SM I SWEAR-

No because Kelly would too.

28 being friends with the new-ish Intelligence Unit.

I use the term new-ish bc idk what else to use.

Like, Adam, Hailey, Kevin and Kim are probably still there, but they'd have new members - perhaps someone's kid?

Introducing Detective Patrick Gregory Halstead.

Named after his grandfather and dad's best friend for obvious reasons.

I JUST IMAGINE WILL BEING LIKE "what about me?" TO JAY-

Patrick and Leslie re-enacting their dad's moment where Kelly helped Jay find the guy that caused the apartment building fire (that was why, right??), but obviously for some other reason.

Hailey finding them and calling Stella, like "they've done it again."

All Stella can say to her daughter is "you are so much like your father sometimes" or "you definitely have your father's personality."

Same, Leslie-

BACK TO MY POINT-

I kid you not, if we got a scene where Kelly is seen accidentally encouraging Leslie to break the rules and Stella having to tell her husband "no", I would die laughing.

Andrew and Leslie totally live together.

Cat person x dog person roommates

Turns out I didn't delete the last draft.

I posted it. Like an idiot.

ANYWAY-

The amount of times Kelly has to call his captain and squad lieutenant into his office is insane.

He'd look at Andrew after he (Andrew) did something stupid like "you know your parents are going to ask me about this" and then turns to his daughter and says "your mother won't be too happy to find out that you lost a squad truck, Leslie."

"I know, Dad." "What?" "Yes, Chief." Kelly only makes his daughter repeat herself because Stella was coming to his office in her gear and all.

Stella starts scolding Leslie- "Do you know how much a squad truck costs?!" "I've never bought one...so, no."

"Leslie Sylvie Elizabeth Severide." "Dad, help-" "I'm just as scared of your mother as you are, kid. I'm just here because this is my office."

Leslie knows she messed up when her mother calls her by her full name.

Jay getting concerned about his son's safety during a case, so Kelly offers a place at his daughter's house.

Leslie genuinely doesn't care - Patty's her friend, after all.

He's also the only one who knows first aid.

Leslie and Andrew both work with paramedics. One, in which, is Andrew's little sister-

I'm in the middle of school writing this part and I'm not actually meant to be on my phone-

After the case, Leslie and Andrew would invite Pat to just live with them since the district is in between their house and the firehouse.

Pat coming home smelling like alcohol; he was dealing with an alcoholic drug dealer during the case and got alcohol thrown at him.

And yes, Jay essentially went ballistic on the guy because that's his son you're throwing an alcohol bottle at, man.

Andrew immediately smells it because he still has his sense of smell after being a firefighter for as many years as he has.

It takes Leslie a bit. Mostly because she'd be hyper focused on something else-

With both of her parents' genes, Leslie was definitely a leash kid.

Most definitely got it from Kelly.

I can imagine little bubba Leslie learning to walk, and the Severides are at the Caseys, everyone's expecting Leslie to go to Kelly or Stella, but instead she goes to Matt.

Kelly just standing there dumbfounded because he was calling to Leslie saying "come to Dadda" and the child went to her uncle/godfather instead of her father.

The girls are laughing their heads off and Matt is just trying to tell her he's not her dad.

She would start crying.

Kelly has literally put in his will that if something happened to him and Stella wasn't around, he trusts Matt to take care of Leslie.

So Matt's been in Leslie's life the entire time (mostly because he's her godfather) and she's gotten used to him being around.

Leslie going to Matt when she knows she's done something stupid, but she doesn't want to go to her parents-

Matt being like "you know your parents will find out sooner or later."

Speaking of godparents, Mouse being Patrick's godfather-

I just imagine Mouse's reaction to Patrick crying for the first time when Mouse finally meets his godson.

He starts panicking and Jay reassures him that Patrick cried when he (Jay) first held him too, and that Pat just needs time get used to him (Mouse).

I read a little fic by someone on here where Mouse met his and reader's child for the first time and the child started crying-

I read it at like 3 am and I started crying.

Back when Leslie was a toddler, Kelly and Stella bringing her to the house-

No bc Sylvie would bring Andrew and Boden would be nominated "Grandpa" after Andy or Leslie call him "Ganba"

Why do I feel like Leslie would be an aggressive little child? Like, if Andy or another kid stole her toy, her first instinct would be to smack 'em?

Ofc Kelly and Stella would raise her out of it-

Leslie going to school (like middle school and high school ig) with Patrick because Jay and Hailey wanted their son to have a friend at his school.

I feel as kids, Leslie and Pat wouldn't be very close because you know ONE of them would've played sports and other would've been busy studying like no tomorrow.

Leslie would've been more of a practical kid, ngl-

If Chicago was in Australia, Leslie would've done VCAL, Pat would've done VCE and Andrew would start with VCE, but then go into VCAL.

don't ask me what they mean because I don't remember.

and im doing vce, so-

WE JUST CALL THEM BY THEIR LETTERS- but if there's any Aussies that wanna clear up any possible confusion, go for it-

But they're not in Aus, so back to topic-

Andrew would've been a really smart kid, and he liked his studies but he'd hate how much theory he'd have to do.

He's the only one of the roommates who actually has a degree.

Leslie knew she was going to be a firefighter, so she didn't bother going to college.

Patrick travelled for a bit, then figured out he wanted to follow his parents' footsteps, even if his sister's didn't want to.

One of Jay's kids looking up to their Uncle Will and becoming a doctor because of him-

That'd be so sweet.

My uncle is a nurse, and I don't remember what the rest of my uncles do for a living tbh

I tried going down the nursing route, but not for me-

I wanna go to uni for criminology or psychology, maybe both-

I'M GETTING DISTRACTED AGAIN-

Jay and Hailey's kids being really close to their Uncle Will, but not so much their maternal uncles, just because I feel like Hailey's brothers are a little distant. Mostly because we haven't even got the name of one of them, much less met one-

Has Jay met one of his brother-in-laws? Or his mother-in-law?

...hailey has a mother, right-? i for sure heard somewhere that she has a mother-

Anyway- yeah, Pat and his sisters being close to their Uncle Will and Will having to babysit sometimes.

"Keep an eye on him." "You know I will." "I was talking to Patrick."

Jay thoroughly believing that his son isn't the one who drags his brother into trouble, but it totally is-

No- i just imagined little Patrick seeing either Jay all bruised and cut up from a case and him asking in a little kid voice "daddy, are you okay?"

I MELT-

MEN WITH KIDS GETS ME-

Ik its the bare minimum for men to take care of their kids, but i didn't see a lot of that growing up, so it's so adorable to me.

Don't get me started when the dads come in with their toddlers and play with them a little 🥹

Patrick being exactly that as a detective-

He's working on a case, where he's talking to young parents when their kid waddles in and starts playing with the cuffs of his pants.

And he starts playing with the kid- 🥹

Oh, and I know Matt and Sylvie broke up. Lets just say that maybe they got back together after Matt came back to Chicago

Anyway-

I'll probably leave it at this, because its so long already. I will have their names and ages at the bottom, the colours corresponding with their job (pd, fire, paramed, med, other)

Kids Names and Ages

Youngest -> Oldest

Andrew and Heather's sisters - 15yo and 18yo

Patrick's youngest sister - 19-20yo

Heather Nancy Casey - 20yo

Patrick's sister - 21-22yo

Leslie Sylvie Elizabeth Severide - 23yo

Andrew Kelly Casey - 24yo

Patrick Gregory Halstead - 27yo

Patrick's older sister - 29-31yo

#chicago pd #chicago fire #chicago med #one chicago #one chicago kids #kelly severide #jay halstead

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BROOOO I FINISHED PART 1 OF INSIDE JOB ITS SOOOO FUCKING GOOD

DUDEEEEE IKRRR!!! it's literally so amazing omggggg,,,,, imho brett is the BEST in that season bc we get to see so much of his like. lore + character development and all that,,, also reagan is such a alpha-female-grindset cringefail queen i love her sm omggg and dude the endingggggg aaaaaaaaagh it makes me cry every timeee ToT like the fucking Story there is amazingggg. like yeahh the illuminati jokes are funny and the whole making-fun of the government shtick is obv hilarious but the actual character interactions and their plotlines are absolutely amazing. came for the dunking-on-corporate-america stayed for the amazing characters ^^

#not me ranting abt this show out of nowhere lmaoo #sorry i just. Like it. A Lot.#ask #infodumping ^^#aryan 🕊

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busterheadspace · 1 year

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I love your fics! I have a super niche request but it’s sm I think about a lot! What about like Brett working with the robes (he’s still not all that bright and it’s mainly because he’s such a yes man that he ends up doing it bc I don’t want to change core aspects of his character) but then yk he befriends the team and totally falls for Reagan and hes planning on telling her but whoops he just got outed for it and now she’s super pissed at him and refuses to see him. Canon timeline and stuff-

Also don’t feel annoying for posting your fics! Inside job content is the GOAT always and I will always be personally tuning in to read what you write

aw. Thank you for the compliments. And yes, I’m also believing this theory very well too.

Note: Open to request. Whump Bingo open.

—-

Brett came out of his workplace with a happy sigh and began humming as he walked back home.

The new place he was hired out was pretty fantastic. Small offices, a company bookmark as a gift and a lot of people who seemed really interested in what they were working and making him choose a side of the toy they were making,

Okay the last one wasn’t the funniest thing to do. Choosing sides was too much pressure for him and he watched as the two sides yelled at each other at the conference. But once they got too tired or their throats were too sore from the yelling, Brett suggested an idea. Both sides loved it and made the product.

A fidget toy that looked like an airplane. Maybe not the best of ideas but they stopped fighting and Brett was very happy about that. He wondered how his second day of work would go.

“Okay Brett, you’re going to prove yourself at that company! You’re going to show them all the great ideas you have! Maybe make your family proud. But I’m going to change the world- MNHH!”

A bag was thrown onto his head and he screams in fear.

—-

The bag was taken off and a bright light blinded him. Brett sat on the floor as five clocked figures stood in front of him. Each wore a golden mask and triangle heads. His eyes widened and he got to knees.

“I’m sorry if I did something! Please don’t kill me or sacrifice me!” Brett begged. The Robes figures just look at each other, laughing. Why were they laughing..?

“Stand up Brett.” One said. Brett listened and did what he was told. He gulped when the middle one approached.

“Who are you guys? Where is this place?” Brett ignored what they said as he looked around.

“We are The Robes. We are the rulers of the world.” They explained. “We’ve been watching you. You have quite the skills to help us.”

“Me?!” Why him? He’s nothing special. “What makes me a good ruler do the whole world?”

“You see… we can’t really expose ourselves to humans. We aren’t exactly human and.. how social skills aren’t exactly the best..” The Robe in front of him looked back to another Robe with what seemed to be a glare.

“You have the people skills and seem to know how to solve problems very easily. The Reptoid have also said you know how to keep peace and prevent them from overtaking humanity. ”

“Potentially you could change the world”

“Uhh..” This was very confusing and nerve wracking for the man. Him? Ruler of the world? How would he be able to do that? That was too much pressure!

But The Robes were staring him down, the one in front of him holding a hand out. They do seem like they really need his help..and he liked helping people..

With a rather forceful grin, Brett shook the Robe's gloves hand.

“I’ll do it!” He declared. “So.. when do I start?”

“Now.” A black cloak is thrown at him and he catches it surprisingly along with a mask. “Make sure it fits. We can’t have any part of you exposed to any visitors.”

“I’ll try my best!”

—-

The job was full of surprises. He went undercover a lot. Learning about what celebrities were doing and trying to keep peace between the Shadow Government. He told the Robes about all progress and what their next plan should be

It was hard sometimes . He got punched left and right, insulted, and evaded death many times.. His family often talked about how he doesn't do so much in the world and Brett so badly wants to tell him he was the one ruling it. But The Robes made it clear that they prefer non-shadow governments to not know about their existence and he kept to that. With a forceful smile Brett would just get through the meetings without spilling anything.

In early November, Brett entered the ruined building as the Robes were at the round table. He adjusted his robe and mask and joined them

“Brett. We have a mission for you.”

“Alright. What is this time!”

A video screening came up and revealed a woman with brown hair and a lab coat. Next to her was an older man with glasses

“This is Reagan Ridley. We need to decide if she’s up to be CEO. While she has a very brilliant mind, her social skills are quite lacking.”

A feed of Reagan in a yellow robot and shaking a dolphin mutant. Brett looked at his coworkers confused. What does this have to do with him?

“We need you to go to this Barbecue. That man before is JR.. ugh.. he’s such a pain in the ass… You need to get hired by him and you’re most likely going to be placed with Ridley. Your job is to use your social skills and help her advance to CEO.

That sounded kinda easy. Brett took off his mask and grinned.

“I won’t let you down!”

—-

Getting hired was the easy part. JR instantly liked him and put a bag on his head and brought him to meet Reagan. She glared at him but he tried his best and tried to become friendly with her.

He could tell she didn’t like him. He kinda got it since he was taking all the credit for the Robot President project. The Robes didn’t make it easier with saying his name and he could hear Reagan groan in frustration. The next day she made a slide show of him JR fired her for a period of time and the Robot President was in his hands. Although it went crazy and decided to killed the whole world

But they made it work in the end. Reagan looked at him with a little smile and they shook hands. In all the missions he went undercover with, that was one of the most genuine smiles he’s seen.

The months passed and he soon started bonding with the team. Each of them had their own quirks and annoyances but he loved getting them hyped for their missions.

He spent a lot of his time with Reagan. They would hang out, come up with ideas and maybe..just maybe he was starting to really like her. The day he went on a Nostalgia Spread, her words really made him feel warmed and loved despite the unpleasant memories of his family . The suggestion of a movie night and it becoming a common thing and her falling asleep on his shoulder made him feel so many things.

She didn’t find him annoying and enjoyed everything about him. Not many people were like that to him. Even if she did yell at him or get frustrated, she tries her best to apologize and treat him to lunch or something in her own way.

The day she was selected to become CEO made Brett excited. She finally got her dream job but.. he also wanted to tell her his secret for being here.

“So.. Reagan..” He met her up while she was heading to her new office the day after Bear-O attacked. “About me-“

“Are you talking about yesterday? Brett, we’re the Shadow Government. There’s always going to be suspicion and mistrust if something big happens. It’s not your fault that you didn’t stick with me.”

The happiness he could see on her face. He decided to tell her after she got her promotion. He smiled back at her as she went up the elevator.

But not long after that, the promotion was taken from her and he couldn’t understand why. To Rand Ridley? He’s the whole reason why Bear-O existed!

“But she saved the company! Why would you let her dad take over?!” Brett asked The Robes after work. The middle one steps up with answer.

“Her dependence on her father is what made her unfitted for it.” The Robe explained. “She’s planning a revenge plan as we speak. You still will be working there, perhaps she could still be worthy. However do not joins her revolts on her father and let everything play out”

Brett wanted to so badly defend Reagan. But he knew that once they decided on a choice, it’s permanent. He let them go and just tried his best to support Reagan through this hard time.

Months passed by and Brett noted Reagan talking about this guy. She hooked up with him in the closet at Anonymous Anonymous. She stopped talking about him after the Rome disaster but he did meet him eventually.

Ron Staedtler. Brett didn’t like him. The way he grabbed Reagan’s hand and they looked at each other with such affection made his mood a little sour. Maybe he was being jealous but he wanted to be the one giving Reagan love. At the same time he didn’t want to sabotage their friendship.

Brett kinda liked Staedtler now but his focus wasn’t on that guy after the zombie party. The Robes told him early about Rand uncovering a device that could change the universe. The Robes gave him a Shazam Poster and a little bit of aluminum so his brain wouldn’t completely forget about the regular timeline. It was pure chaos as they headed toward where Rand was and the crew ditching was not good.

The heartbroken face Reagan made as she hugged him and sent him to his better timeline made his heart ached. Luckily The Robe's help made him remember and fix the whole timeline problem. He was happy when the Robes had declared Reagan would be the next CEO and announced it to the whole company.

That he had to deal with Air-Bud and the potential chance of losing Reagan as Staedtler asked her to move away. The relief he felt when he saved Air-Bud and Reagan staying was immense.

Another surprise, Reagan was now partnered with the Robe. He felt like he needed to tell her about who he was. But Reagan was very busy and any attempts of talking were dismissed.

That changed one night.

Brett was in the middle of a meeting with the Robes. His mask and robe were on him and the elevator dinged. Reagan stepped out. Her hair was messy and her eyes bags were deep

“What plans do you guys need this time?” Reagan asked before blinking her eyes. “Am I seeing six of your guys right now or is my sleep deprivation really hitting me?”

“No. It’s just Brett-“ The Robe is cut off as one slaps their arm.

“You idiot! Don’t say anything about him!” Although it was too late as the friends heard what the Robe said and froze in place

“Brett..? What do you mean?” Reagan questioned. “He’s.. not here..?”

Oh God.. Brett knew he had to tell her but not like this. What could he do now? Just stand there? Slowly, Beett approached and took off his mask and undid his hood. He looked away as Reagan gasped.

“You., you were a Robe?! You were part of the Shadow Board?!” .

“Yeah.. Ever since I started working.”

“But..I trusted you!” Reagan yelled. “You were some powerful overlord of the world?!” Her mind thought of all the incidents that happened in the year “Did you make those problems that Cognito had to deal with?!”

“What no I-“

“You couldn’t solve any of them?! You could have raised the funds for the company when JR complained , you could have spoken to the Reptoids and we wouldn’t have the court case. You could have fired my dad earlier! Did.. the Shazam Poster actually make you remember our timeline..?”

“Well.. No., I mean kinda.. I had something beside the poster that made me remember some stuff.” Brett mumbled, looked down, shame engulfed his whole body. A tense silence followed afterward

“I can’t believe this..What the hell was real or fake..?” Reagan mumbled and stormed off to the elevator. Brett reached out for her but she quickly moved. After the elevator's door closed, it felt the whole world was blurring and it was getting hard to breathe

“Great job asshole.” A Robe said to the one who spilled the secret.

——

Brett did everything to get in contact with Reagan normally at first. Calling her, sending texts, and pleading for her to open her lab door. She stayed in that office for so many days that he was getting worried.

The Gang was very confused about what happened. She didn’t tell them his secret and he was grateful He begged them to help get her out but they state that they tried and she won’t come out.

Eventually Brett decided to wait at her house in hopes that they could talk about what happened. He sat on the stairs until the evening came and he saw a car pulled up. Reagan didn’t seem to notice him until she approached the front door. She glared at him.

“Reags, please. Can we talk?”

“About what? That fact you were just playing with us.”

“No. Listen to what I have to say.”

Reagan rolled her eyes but looked at him. Brett sighed as he gathered his thoughts.

“I was sent to Cognito to help with your promotion. The Robes really saw the good in you and wanted to do everything in their power to get you to that position.”

“Was JR’s story a lie too?” She spat

“Yeah.. But I was made a Robe because they stated that I could change the world. I was sent to so many places because I could manage the peace between the societies. It was hard. No one really liked me.” He saw Reagan’s face soften and continued .

“I really did enjoy the time we spent together. Even if I went to help you, I really thought of you as.. well.. someone I loved.” Brett felt his face heat up and Reagan’s face was slightly red. That wasn’t the point right now

“I know I could have done more to help but I had to follow the Robes orders. I would have loved to solve all of the Cognito problems but they have a system in place. I’m sorry”

Reagan frowned as she listened before sighing. She looked Brett straight in the eyes.

“It’s just.. I felt lied to. You seemed like this random guy who just happened to stumble to this shitty job and change my life. Learning that you were somebody so much higher.. It almost felt like dad and JR. Just taking advantage of me.”

“It was never that. I wanted to tell you but we were so busy..” Brett said and brought Reagan close to him. She stiffened before returning it “Maybe I am some random guy but I think you've helped me more than you realize.. You didn’t have to help me with my family problems.”

“It didn’t feel right for them to treat you like that.” Reagan muttered.

They stayed there for a long time before Reagan pulled away. She mumbled an apology for how she reacted earlier and Brett smiled.

“Do you want to have a movie night? You know.. forget all this shit happened.”

“Yeah. I’m done for that”

She smiled and opened the door for the both. Brett began talking about what movie they should watch.

—-

The Robes watched as the two humans. They decided on Akira and we’re halfway through the movie.

“You think these two are going to fuck later on?”

“Give it some time. Didn’t she just get over her boyfriend.”

“You never know with her. But is it fine that Reagan knows about Brett.”

“Yes. I believe so. They see, happy together and technically completed his mission. Brett helped Reagan get to CEO”

They watched as both of them fell asleep. Reagan leaned against Brett as she fell asleep. Brett softly smiled and laid on his back, bringing her to lay on his stomach. Maybe it was his feelings playing with him but he kissed her head and played with her hair before falling asleep himself

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