#Colm Greer

[potatoqueenpal]

Okay, I'm over the Milo and Colm reconciliation. I need SLANDER

I crave HATRED

I WANT DIRT ON THAT MANS NAME

I WANT TO TASTE HIS TEARS

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

[mr-laveau]

After playing the Wolf Among Us, I can confirm that Bigby Wolf is not in fact David Shaw, y'all wish David was Bigby but he is actually Colm Greer

[romeo-the-homeo]

COLM!! COLM GREER !!! WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU DIDNT LIKE SAMUEL?!?? COLM IVE BEEN DEFENDING YOU ON THE INTERNET!! COLM!!!

[romirola]

A Colm and Milo Oneshot

@potatoqueenpal posted this prompt and graciously let me run with it! Thanks, friend. Hope you enjoy. Any and all feedback is welcome and cherished.

Rating: T; WC: ~2.2K; Prompts: Milo Greer, Colm Greer, father/son reconciliation

Read the oneshot on AO3!

[bratty-telepath]

can i know more on how sadil lost their arm?

How Sadhil lost his arm

*Peeks my head out of my cave* Oh? this should be a good time/pos

So Sadhil Kapoor(my SH for context of other readers) used to be a part of department, he was a rookie who was training to be an investigator and was partnered with:

Colm Greer

//Now, we all know Colm to be a betting man (he has a gambling addiction) so I figured that I could play around with via Sadhil, I am sincerely messing with canon to have fun.//

Colm, you see was a man who loved to take chances. If there was a risk, he would take it if it meant results which is probably what earned him his spot as an investigator.

Sadhil was not like that, at the time he was very straight-laced, by the rules and regulation oriented-which as you can imagine made them such GREAT partners on the field. Colm could admit that Sadhil was great at his job, they were an excellent detective with a knock for problem solving and had impeccable reasoning but they were too restricted by rules and protocol so he sought to help shake them out of it by simply continuing to take risks on missions.

Sadhil was not a fan of this and constantly questioned Colm's methods, deeming his behaviour unprofessional and furthermore counterproductive to law enforcement procedure.

This all came to a head on a particular mission.

Here's the set-up: Gang of energetics & elementals, Colm and Sadhil are there alone, Sadhil urges colm to get back-up, Colm is like "nahhhh, we'll be fine", Sadhil is like "no, we won't", Colm ignores this and storms into the action, Sadhil follows, they're actually managing, Colm is confident until he makes a mistake and lets down his guard. A sheet of metal comes flying at him and Sadhil intercepts to protect his partner, pushing him out the way but getting caught in the attack as the metal severed his arm.

The incident leads to Sadhil being more or less "suggested" to leave, Colm gets a pat on the back and they leave, never having forgiven Colm as he never truly did even apologise. The experience taught Sadhil about really understanding and examining the trust he had in D.U.M.P, making him confront the reality that everyone there placed so much expectations on him to perform above and beyond but when it came time form them to help, he had no support. This entire incident is what pushes him to become a P.I tho and he did that .

[sainthowlzon]

Actually Good King William is a

✨Homosexual✨

so it was he & Colm who had unrequited feelings & it was only unrequited cuz Nerdacted had to reveal that Colm is canonly racist 💀

[starlitangels]

Erik: Colm Greer had a gambling addiction and Milo didn’t feel close to him growing up

@frenchiefitzhere:

[frenchiefitzhere]

*pulls pin* *throws fandom grenade* Fic: Green-Eyed Silver-Eyed Flying Purple People Eater (Another Unabashèdly Domestic and Transparent Colm Greer Apologist Fic From Frenchie)

Colm Greer collapsed into bed. At first. He was then met with a grumble and an emphatic finger pointing him toward the walk-in closet. “No!” He slid back out with a fwwwump and changed into clean pajamas.  “I’m sorry, honey. I wish my nose wasn’t so sensitive, but it just is. You married a wolf, Colm. That’s what you get,” Marie chuckled into his chest as she rolled into him instinctively. “You’re right, you’re right…” he mumbled, kissing her on the forehead. “And don’t you forget it!” Marie yawned and started to settle into his arms. Started. “Waaiiiiit a second.” She popped up on her elbow and poked her mate  in the chest. “I gotta talk to you!” “Uh oh. Why do I think this isn’t about forgetting to mow the lawn yesterday?” “Must be your finely-tuned investigator instincts, Mister Greer.” “Okay, Marie. But you just get to the point. I’m tired,” he yawned. “You got a lot of nerve yawning at me after what David told me today.” Colm closed his eyes and sighed. “What did David tell you today?” “Oh, like you don’t know!” Another sigh. “Marie… It’s late. I don’t know,” he shrugged. “What did I do now?” “Nothing? Nothing rings a bell with you. You didn’t make some little comment about Sam in front of him?” As tired as she was, Marie began to gesticulate emphatically near Colm’s face. He struggled to keep his hands on the bed. Keep his hands to himself. She’s so fuckin’ cute when she’s mad. I just want to– “Are you listening to me?” “Of course I am, baby. I made a comment. I’m sorry.” It was noncommittal, and she was about to see right through it. Colm braced for impact.

Read the rest on AO3

[milogreer]

so uhh this is gonna be scatterbrained. but i'm gonna ramble about milo and (what little info we have on) colm. sorry in advance if it doesn’t make sense i just had to exorcise this demon 🫡

i believe "camping with your alpha boyfriend (2021)" is the earliest mention of colm in an audio. obviously we don't actually know milo's side of things because it's told from david's POV, but we still get the mental image of little thirteen year old milo sitting shotgun in his dad's pickup as they drive to their camping spot. gabe's goofing around in the truck bed to make david and asher laugh, and colm joins in the fun by swerving the truck to mess with gabe. very basic dad thing to do, my dad's done the exact same thing to me and my siblings. it feels familiar and silly, and david frames it as a good memory, so it feels like a good memory. which is important to the point of this post

in "celebrating the new house (2022)," we get a little more colm lore:

My dad was forever blowing any cash he made on fucking bets and gambling and shit, chasing some fucking high. My mom was the only reason we didn’t end up out on the fucking street. He didn’t pull his head out of his ass and get some help until after I’d already moved out. So I never got to have that feeling of being in a house that was actually ours, ya know?

already this is a stark contrast to what we've previously heard of colm (i don't think there's any real mention of him between sept 2021 and dec 2022?) and it kinda makes me look at that old memory in a different light, especially with regards to david saying marie was "nagging [colm's] ear off about being irresponsible and a bad example." like. ykwim? like i'm just thinking about that interaction and wondering how far along those problems were at the time, if they were present at all. was this a normal, fun family outing? or would milo have rather been in the truck bed with david, asher, and gabe?

(and the fact that it wasn't until after milo moved out that colm tried getting any help?? i could make a whole other post speculating about milo struggling with wanting to move out of that environment ASAP vs not wanting to leave marie on her own to deal with colm)

so then i'm re-listening to "your werewolf boyfriend is worried about you" and having a visceral reaction to (re-)learning that colm was also an alcoholic:

But what he chose to do with that frustration and that feeling of powerlessness was not his job’s fault, those were his choices. He’s the one who decided to lose himself in booze and gambling and never being home. Never being there for the people he said he loved but apparently couldn’t stand to be around.

the last sentence especially is just an absolute heartbreaker because milo's, what, thirty now? and he's been dealing with this since he was a kid. clearly he's not on great terms with colm. the only times he ever talks about him is when he's shit talking the department. that is a crazy weight for someone to carry their whole life. i don't have experience with the gambling side but i do have an alcoholic family member who i used to be really close to as a kid but grew up to intensely resent as a result of his actions, so it hits a little close to home to see that reflected in milo

but i digress. umm. i bring up the camping story to highlight the most recent mention of colm from milo and how there were good times and sometimes maybe it hurts to remember them when the person involved devastated you as you grew up because they weren't what you thought they were. and how these things follow you through life and impact how you approach certain things. milo has to live with the fact that the same system that royally fucked colm is potentially going to do the same thing to the love of his life; i never drink more than one shot or half a beer, if i drink at all, and i don't like being around drunk people. even though we don't hear about colm very often, his influence is still there whenever milo has to deal with the department in any way

anyway i guess TLDR; imagine living the majority of your thirty years of life feeling like your dad couldn't stand to be around you because he was too busy drinking himself stupid and gambling away every penny he had as a way to deal with the strain that his job put on him. imagine having to witness your mom struggle constantly to keep you cared for. imagine the few good childhood memories you have with your dad being overshadowed by thinking he didn't love you or your mom enough to change. imagine watching the department run your soulmate into the dirt physically and mentally the same way it did your father and wanting to be supportive of them but also being so worried for them. it's a really interesting situation for him to be in and i enjoy it but it hurts me. the end

[dawnofiight]

Jasmine (David's mom) WIP

You lot do not understand the pain I went through to get to this point. If I could show the process. I would.

Tag list (If you want to be added just tell me c:) :

@achios

@ashertickler

@astrodude-87

@aurorialwolf

@dukecollinsbf

@infinitelovewiithoutfulfilmentt

@moronkyne

@pandoraroid

@plaqying

@porters-fangs

@professionallyyappin

@puffin-smoke

@skunkox

@starlogician

@sunsickcrab

@themeridian

@tunacatfishes

@zimix-whispers

Bonus below !

Jasmine had a huge crush on Marie in hs. They fell out after because that's just how it be but remember nobody is as big a fan of Marie as Jasmine was. BELIEBE THAT

[qhoaaaa]

Milo who has a side hobby of photography,,, yalll

- Milo taking double wedding pictures after the ceremony (has WAYY too many of Sweetheart already in there 🤭)

- Milo loves to take pictures of nature a lot, has a few good ones framed in some parts of the house

- Milo who bites his lip to focus when taking a picture and takes it a little seriously (be ready for him rambling on and on about how everything needs to look right and THEN missing the shot)

- Milo who got the hobby as a kid, after seeing a photo-book that Colm made for Marie years back, it’s just filled with pictures of Marie and some vacations and such, mostly centered around Marie (hc that Marie and Colm are no longer together, but when they were, they were literal Milo and Sweetheart but previous generation until Colm started gambling and drinking)

- Milo considers the hobby “one of the good things I got from my dad… and those are very few..”

- Milo being the only one out of him, David and Ash who knows how to handle an actual camera properly

- Milo who, on a job, finds a good scene and wants to take a picture but doesn’t have his camera so he sneaks one with his phone and when he’s home, uses some editing software to edit it to how he wanted it in the moment

,,, brain rottinggggguhh

[vanillaheartzxx]

a guide for a certain greer

[potatoqueenpal]

In hate fueled motivation, your favorite potato has made a Colm Greer gets Karma because he's a fuckass deadbeat dad and a shitty husband motherfucking skid mark leaving ass bitch fanfic.

I'm planning to make this a series AND it will be uploaded to Ao3 (when I remember)

This is my first time writing a fic please be nice to me!

That's all... enjoy!

Wilted Roses

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As long as he has lived, Colm had never faced consequences. It wasn't surprising, a quip from his silver tongue and a wink of his eye, and you were hooked. How else had Marie been able to stick with him through the fights and the gambling? How else had Lil Milo believe his false promises? Yes, life for Colm Greer was good. But Fate is funny in that way, isn't it? Just when you have everything built perfectly, it falls apart, and the people you hurt might just fall with it.

(This is the cracking point in Marie and Colm's relationship and when Milo is still little. I'll try my best to explain what timepoint these chapters take place in. Lol. Have a good read!)

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"Toots! I'm back!" The man called. As much as Colm tried, his silver tongue couldn't hide the irritation from another failed gamble, much less the reek of whiskey from his lips as he stumbled, trying to take off his shoes, muttering a curse as he nearly tripped over one.

It was late as the grandfather clock on the wall hit 10. The soft chimes seemed loud as if even the clock was irritated by his late arrival. "Listen, I know what you said about gambling with your money, but I had a good feeling this time and, well, I haven't been paid yet, so.." Colm drawled off his eyes widening as the whiskey clouding his vision let up just enough to see the living room. Balloons and ribbons laid across the floor, and wrapping paper was balled up into trash bags. A single slice of cake sat on the table next to the wall that held a banner, 'Happy 8th birthday, Milo!'

Shit.

"Kiddo?" Colm called panicked before being interrupted by Marie stepping out of the kitchen and leaning on the counter. Arms crossed as her hazel eyes glared daggers, her auburn hair tied neatly, well, was tied neatly as strands of hair stuck out, flour and egg stuck to her apron and the sound of the dishwasher was faint.

"Where. Were. You."

"Toots I-"

Marie held up a hand, interrupting him. "Before you bullshit me, 500 dollars are missing from my saving jar, and I smell the alcohol on your breath."

Marie paused for a few seconds, almost daring the man to think of a lie before making a 'continue' gesture.

"Toots, I'm sorry. I needed some extra cash and-"

"So you stole from me?"

"I'll pay you back!"

"With who's money?!"

"Toots-"

"No! Just, no."

Marie took a deep breath.

"I can take the gambling, and the alcohol, and the lies but what I will not do to MY son is let you lie to him about being there over your job or gambling. Over, and over again. I will not let you lie to my baby like that. Do you hear me?"

Marie's nose flared like a bull as she scolded him like a child, Colm couldn't even speak up about the irony with how small he felt.

"You wanna be out so late? This isn't a hotel. So I suggest you find somewhere else."

"Marie, you can't kick ne out this is my house-"

"The house you're barely in? The house I can barely pay for because you spend every cent you get?!"

"That's not fair, I'm busy with-"

"I don't care what you're busy with, it shouldn't stop you from seeing your son!"

Colm sighed, the silence echoing in the room. With no other choice, he pulled his last card.

"You're really going to keep me away from my son?"

If Marie was younger, she would've apologized, saying it's not what she wanted and insisted he sleep on the couch and they talk in the morning. But years upon years of the love and family, she worked so hard for being ignored for the sake of work. Marie could find nothing more than: "Goodnight, Colm."

And with that, Marie left. Her bedroom door slammed behind her as Colm was left in the living room alone. He didn't waste much time sulking as he shook it off as a bad day and too much tension as he trudged back outside, car keys in hand. And the cake slice left uneaten.

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Woo! That took a while! Thank you so much for reading! I hope you enjoyed Marie snapping at Colm and I look foward to seeing you in the next one!

Love you!

[romeo-the-homeo]

seeing people mock the pronunciation of colm’s name because its irish makes me so uncomfortable 😭

[romirola]

Headcanons for Redacted Characters’ Full Names

Some of these have come up in my fanfics. Others just live inside my head. Please enjoy. 

David Gabriel Shaw

Asher James-Darragh O’Connell (credit to @floofdeloop)

Milo Anthony Greer

Marie Rose Campenella Greer (credit to @frenchiefitzhere for the middle name)

Colm Maxwell Greer

Gabriel Irving Shaw

Samuel Benjamin Collins

William Erasmus Solaire

Vincent Christopher Solaire 

Lasko Francis Moore

Huxley Charles Goldman-Jackson

Damien Ibrahim Naoum

Geordi Plitzvarnivic

Elliott Ryan Wu

Aaron Lysander Blackshear

Oliver “Ollie” Tristan Castilla Rodriguez 

[no-see-um-incorrect]

Walk him like a dog Marie. WALK HIM LIKE A DOG