#chase davenport drabble

[chaotic-writer-11]

Ok I need something to do and something to keep me accountable to write sooo prompt list time!

(All credits to original posters, I just found these on google)

Go ahead and give me a character for an x reader and the relationship status (romantic, platonic, siblings, parental, etc)!

it might take me a hot minute to finish it tho

[secretsandlabrats]

Personally, I think that Kaz would make an effort for Bree and Chase to become into a more lovable sibling dynamic but of course, they would still occasionally argue like normal siblings would. He would repeat the process if ever Leo and Adam come over too, but he would be a little more stern with Adam, so it can actually click in Adam’s head that it’s not acceptable to throw Chase completely across the room. It seems that I’m making him like he’s their parent but I am not, since he’ll be teaching them around his preference for siblings, I mean the guy has a bunch of them so why wouldn’t he help them?

I would also like to throw in here that he’s good with babies regardless of the episode with Naomi where she ages up and other stuff. He would instantly calm down a fussy baby with his charm and warmth, so no more angry baby.

[braseshippersunite]

Symbols (Douglas POV soulmarks)

Douglas knew that he fucked up as soon as the identical soulmarks appeared on the skin of the trio. A celtic ailm symbol, presumably a symbol of Adam’s strength; a lightning bolt, the definitely obvious symbol of Bree’s speed; and a knot of Isis, presumably to symbol Chase’s intended wisdom and intelligence in his chips.

Douglas wasn’t stupid. He knew that he was playing god by creating the trio. But he didn’t think that it would have resulted in the trio being soulmates to each other. 

They were just kids, Adam only three, Bree almost two, and Chase was six months old. They were too young to know what the symbols would mean, or become to mean as they got older.

[labrats-and-clonetroopers]

Elite Force Universe Masterlist

Lab Rats

"Home" Armida Davenport(OC) Drabble

Armida reflects on her strained relationship with her adoptive father, Douglas Davenport. 

"Special" (A Christmas) Donald Davenport Oneshot 

Donald reflects on how circumstances in his life changed his perspective on the holidays. 

Warning: mentions of neglectful/toxic parenting

"Where the Devils Go" Chase Davenport & Armida Davenport(OC) Drabble 

Chase struggles to move past the avalanche incident, and the choices he could’ve made.

Reader Insert

"Explain" Marcus Davenport x Sibling!Reader Drabble 

The Reader returns home to discover Marcus and Douglas may be lying to them.

Relationship: Platonic

Lab Rats: Bionic Island

"Doubt" Adam Davenport Drabble

Adam reflects on his relationship with his siblings. 

"Allergy" Chase Davenport Drabble 

For: Sicktember 2021 - Day 24 - Sneezing

"Red" Chase Davenport Drabble 

Chase deals with memories.

Warning: blood, injury, traumatic memories

Mighty Med

"Parade" Bridget Drabble 

Playing the role of a supervillain, though theatrical, came more naturally than Bridget expected.

Lab Rats: Elite Force

"Justice" Lab Rats: Elite Force Drabble 

The underlying motivations behind the members of the Elite Force. 

"Fractured" Oliver Drabble 

Oliver reaches his breaking point. 

Warning: depression, discussion of a broken home

"Game" Kaz Drabble

Kaz always knew he was destined to be a superhero. 

"All You Were Meant to Be" Chase Davenport Drabble

Burdened with guilt over Douglas’ fate, Chase considers going rogue. 

"Worry" Leo Dooley Drabble

Miles away at the Bionic Academy, Leo worries about his siblings. 

"Fall" Skylar Storm Drabble 

Skylar is conlflicted about her role admist this war. 

Warning: discussions of death

"Admissions" Bree Davenport Drabble 

Bree had admitted she was wrong to think that the Arcturion would fix everything. So why, now that she has new powers, is she pretending like it did?

"I Won't Bury You Again" Ch. 1 - Leo Dooley & Chase Davenport 

Leo was the one who heard all of Davenport’s confessions in the elevator. He was the one who sought out Douglas, who had been the one to originally break into his and Marcus’ lab. He’s the one who’s been trapped in and escaped from a freaking parallel universe. 

He knows, better than any of them, that all the secrets surrounding their past will never fully come to light. 

But he needs to save his brother. And if that means chasing a ghost from Douglas’ past, then he will. No matter where it leads him. (Background crossover material: The Dark Tower by C.S. Lewis) 

Warning: violence, minor character death, mentioned drug use, mild horror, moderate blood and gore

"I Won't Bury You Again" Ch. 2 - Leo Dooley & Chase Davenport 

"I Won't Bury You Again" Ch. 3 - Leo Dooley & Chase Davenport 

"I Won't Bury You Again" Ch. 4 - Leo Dooley & Chase Davenport 

Character x Character

"Lifeline" Bree Davenport x Oliver Drabble 

In the midst of the escalating war, Bree considers her relationship with Oliver.

"Regret" Skylar Storm x Chase Davenport Drabble 

Skylar reflecting on her relationship with Chase.

"Burn" Skylar Storm x Chase Davenport Drabble

Skylar, again, reflecting on her relationship with Chase.

"Streets" Skylar Storm x Chase Davenport Drabble 

Skylar reflecting on Chase’s disappearance. 

"Balance" Skylar Storm x Leo Dooley Drabble 

Skylar may refuse to acknowledge her crush on Leo, but she knows she can’t stand it when his girlfriend visits.

[wilt3d-r0zes]

Fic Name (and link): People Watcher Series: Lab Rats Characters: Chase Davenport (Mentioned: Bree Davenport, Adam Davenport, Leo Dooley) Pairings: N/A Trigger Warnings: Mention of serial killer, a knife and almost murder Important Tags: N/A Fic Summary:  "i want a drabble of Chase just strolling through life and then he glances towards someone and his Facial Recognition App boots up and identifies them as a mass murderer and then he sees the weapon they have on them." Or, On the Lab Rats server I came up with this and decided to write it so now you get to see it

Mission Creek isn't a small town by any means. It's not a big city, but it is a city in California that has housed two of the richest people on the planet, being Donald Davenport and, temporarily, Pierce Harington. Thankfully, it is a relatively safe place. There aren't many shootings or killings excluding robberies or muggings gone wrong.

With donations from the Davenport family, the police station is well-equipped to keep everything nice and safe.

It's why it's so easy for Donald to let his four teenage kids go on a walk through downtown Mission Creek to enjoy the nice weather and get them out of his hair. There isn't much to do except shop and eat in this area of town, but they make do just walking and seeing the sights they weren't allowed to grow up around- or, in Leo's case, didn't live close enough to grow up around.

Chase is very much a people watcher at the best of times, and at the worst he tends to forget that it's weird to stare at somebody while they pass you. Thankfully, it may have actually saved several lives in this case.

He's still tuned in to the conversation/friendly argument his siblings are having while he turns and watches a guy in a t-shirt, jeans, hiking boots, and baseball cap walk around the opposite street. He looks perfectly normal, just some Guy:tm: walking to wherever, maybe the store, maybe he's going home, maybe he's off to find his car.

Maybe he's off to kill several people, something that pings in Chase’s mind when his facial recognition app has him freezing in place when it lights up in an alert and tells him the man he's looking at has killed twelve people and currently has a sheathed bowie knife in his bag with remnants of blood on it.

Distantly, he hears his siblings ask why he stopped, but he tilts his head at the man while he continues to walk without a care in the world. What does he do in this situation? Call the cops? How does he explain how he knew who this man is when nobody else seems to?

In theory, he could take him down now without anybody noticing. Chase can tell he has an earbud in the opposite ear, online, and playing a song he doesn't know. He could cause a short circuit remotely and force it to explode. That would stun him long enough for someone else to intervene, although Bree could stop him in the next three seconds with her speed, he feels like he needs to do something.

(He's always the weakest link. Just this once, this once, can't he do something useful?)

Exploding his earbud could also kill him, it's too high of a risk to be one he's willing to take. He could throw a force field in his direction, but that'd expose their bionics and be harder to say it was a freak accident. 

Oh!

He squints, the man has barely taken three steps since he started coming up with ways to do this and activates his remote hacking. He distorts the music playing, glitching it out enough so that the man will reach up and pull his earbud out. The moment it's out of his ear Chase causes the short circuit.

He leans back and grins when it stuns the serial killer casually walking down the street to the ground, where he hits his head and Chase can hear his heartbeat slow to the rate it goes when you're asleep.

Now, he just needs to tell Bree to take him to a police station.

...And then probably explain why he just did that, actually. He realizes now that he's more likely to get reprimanded than praised, but at least he didn't expose their bionics or kill anybody.

[bionic-togruta]

Masterlist

A/N: This blog is still under construction. There are a lot of older fics that still need to be transferred to this blog.

A/N: I’ve organized this masterlist based on different phases I’ve gone through when playing with this crossover and Ahsoka/Chase ship. There’s a lot of overlapping and repitive ideas as I’ve tried to explore and perfect different ideas, and because this is a comfort crossover/pairing for me. 

A/N: Requests are open. A link to my request guidelines will be at the end of the post.

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[Phase 3]

"Overwhelming" Drabble  

Ahsoka considers reuniting with Rex

Background Pairings: Ahsoka Tano/Chase Davenport

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[Phase 2]

And I Pray that Our Stars Aren’t Crossed

The first time they met was a complete accident.

The second time might have been the will of the Force.

But there’s no use in pretending the third time was anything less than on purpose. And there’s no reason to ever be so far apart again that they have to plan a fourth.

Pairing: Ahsoka Tano/Chase Davenport

Background Pairings: Bree/Oliver; One-sided Skylar/Chase; Korkie/Reese

Chapter 1 

Chapter 2 

Chapter 3 

Chapter 4 

Chapter 5 

Chapter 6 

Chapter 7 

Chapter 8 

"Soldier" Oneshot 

She's not a jedi anymore. She's still not quite sure what that means, what that makes her now. Only she can't tell whether she is dark or light, or just a star fading quickly to its death.

He's as uncertain as she is, and it's strange how together they can see so much of themselves in each other. And they're picking up each other's shards, finally seeing the truth in its clarity.

Pairing: Ahsoka Tano/Chase Davenport

"Mission Leader" Drabble 

A conversation between Ahsoka and Chase during the events of "Follow the Leader”

Pairing: Ahsoka Tano/Chase Davenport

"Risks" Oneshot 

She didn't intend to fall in love with him.

Well, maybe she did, but in her defense, she used to be Anakin's padawan. And his life experiences are not always the wisest to follow

Pairing: Ahsoka Tano/Chase Davenport

Background Pairing: Reference to canonical Skylar/Oliver

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[Phase 1]

Our Secrets Will Keep Themselves

It all ended in ruin. Following the end of the war against Rodissius, Chase Davenport, in self-imposed exile, follows his cousin to another galaxy, where he becomes entangled in a war with far higher stakes and a conspiracy that will test every vow he made to restrain his power.

Pairing: Ahsoka Tano/Chase Davenport

Background Pairing: Reference to past Reese/Chase

Original Synopsis 

Prologue 

Chapter 1 

Chapter 2 

Chapter 3 

Chapter 4 

Chapter 5 

Chapter 6 

Chapter 7 

Chapter 8 

"Forget" Drabble

Chase reflects on his new life in Coruscant.

Pairing: Ahsoka Tano/Chase Davenport

"Change" Drabble

Ahsoka considers her feelings towards Chase.

Pairing: Ahsoka Tano/Chase Davenport

"Focus" Drabble

Chase and Ahsoka meditate together. 

Pairing: Ahsoka Tano/Chase Davenport

"Trust" Drabble

Ahsoka knows Chase is hiding something from her.

Pairing: Ahsoka Tano/Chase Davenport

"Truly" Drabble

Ahsoka takes Chase to a surprise location.

Pairing: Ahsoka Tano/Chase Davenport

"Hesitate" Drabble 

Chase and Ahsoka converse about the Jedi Code and attatchments.

Pairing: Ahsoka Tano/Chase Davenport

Background Pairing: Reference to Anakin/Padmé

"Alone" Drabble (febuwhump) 

For: Febuwhump Day 7: Used as an experiment

Warning: blood, implied non-consensual experimentation

Pairing: Ahsoka Tano/Chase Davenport

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[canadadrye]

I saw you were asking for requests, so could you do an Adam Davenport fic where the male or gn(but preferably male) reader gets in an argument with Adam for some dumb reason, and Adam gets all pouty, so reader gives him cuddles and kisses as an apology?

MY BIG IDIOT

adam davenport x GN!reader

request: yep!

note: okay i might have gotten just a bit carried away with writing this one- but it was just so fun!!

warnings: none really except some small fighting over something minimal, and my language ofc

word count: 0.9k

you had finally gotten a moment alone with adam. no chase, no bree, no leo, no one. you decided to spent this time doing the only sensible thing you could think of; watching a bunch of movies and eating piza. you put adam in charge of picking out movies while you called in a pizza for the two of you. you hadn't eaten anything yet because you got incredibly carried away with your work and stuff, so you really needed this. you headed back into the living room to see which movies adam had picked out for you to watch; and you settled on 'captain marvel' as the first one.

flash forward to the end of the first movie, you reach your hand into the pizza box to find nothing. you immediately look up towards adam, and what you see was not what you were wanting to. him with the last slice already 3/4 gone, an absolutely clueless expression drawn on his face. "what? is there something on my face?" he asked you, still not clicking in his mind that you weren't exactly happy with him. "adam, i wanted the last piece! i'm starving and i haven't ate all day!" you guess it came out a bit more aggressive than you intended, because the next thing that came out of his mouth was unexpected. "well gee, i'm sorry i upset you! you know you could at least try telling me these things before you get all angry with me!" you were honestly thrown back by his response, your boyfriend was usually a huge teddybear to everyone other than chase, but especially you. he'd never acted this way around you before and it was really pissing you off. in the heat of the moment, it didn't even cross your mind that it could possibly be your fault for acting hostile towards him in the first place. you didn't even bother responding to him, you just stormed off to the bathroom, slamming the door and locking it once in.

about 30 minutes or so had gone by and you were finally ready to confront him. you knew the fight was stupid and you shouldn't have gotten angry at him for something so small in the first place, but at the time it felt so big. you exited the bathroom and headed back to the living room, where you found a pouting adam sitting on the couch. you tried to approach him but when you entered his line of sight he just turned over to the opposite side. so when that didn't work, you just decided to sit down next to him. when you did, he stood up and made his way over to the kitchen and sat down at the bar. words couldn't make their way to your mouth, even if you wanted them to. you had no idea what to say, you hadn't ever gotten into an argument with him like this. you quickly made your way back to the bathroom, washing your face in hopes that some brilliant idea would pop into your brain. alas, that did nothing and you decided you'd just have to apologize the good old fashion way.

"look-" you still kept a bit of distance from him in case he was still upset. "-i'm sorry for the way i acted, okay?" you rubbed the back of your neck, hoping he would understand where you're coming from. "mhm, keep going" he had a sly smirk on his face, like he was getting some form of enjoyment from his. "and i was a complete jerkface-" he rolled his eyes "uh-huh, what else?" his smirk turned into a full smile at this point and it became exceptionally clear to you, he totally was getting enjoyment from this. "-and i'm sorry about being a big idiot, mkay?" he just laughed and shook his head. "well-" he made sure to extend the end of his words extra long, "-i can think of a few ways you could make it up to me" you exhaled out of your nose, shaking your head. "c'mere you dumbass" you knew exactly what he meant when he was talking about 'making it up to him'. "yay!" he exclaimed and pumped his fist up in the air victoriously. you pulled him over to the couch, allowing him to snuggle into you. you placed a gentle kiss on the top of his head, feeling yourself grow a bit drowsy. "you might be a big idiot-" he said sleepily "-but at least you're my big idiot" all you did was hum in return, a light smile on your face before you dozed off.

"you think we should wake them up?" leo asked to the others crowded around the couch. "no! let them sleep, guys" bree whined as she snapped a quick photo on her phone for later blackmail, but admittedly she was really enjoying looking at the passed out couple in front of her. "oh i so want to wake them up!" chase on the other hand, was having a very hard time not ruining the perfect moment. he really wanted to get payback on his brother for the most recent prank that was pulled on him. adam wouldn't admit it, but chase just knew it was him who did it. "he really pulled a good one didn't he?" mrs. davenport said as she passed into the kitchen to get something started for dinner. let's just say you guys woke up to an audience admiring the tooth-rottingly sweet moment in front of them.

[fuckimsoft]

you MUST do 6 with domestic Kaz. i don't CARE what ship but i NEED IT.

Coming right up, Kells!

Prompt: "Hey. I'm a rational, grown adult. There's nothing wrong with building a blanket fort!"

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"Oh, my gosh, Kaz, why?" Chase looked at the living room, which was now covered in mountains of pillows, blankets, and an assortment of sticks propping up those pillows and blankets.

Kaz, who was finding the best place to put his stuffed Tecton plushie, looked up at Chase, "why, what?"

"Why on earth would you make a mess of our penthouse?!" Chase practically screeched.

Looking mildly offended, Kaz put his hand to his chest, "excuse you, Davenport, this is a piece of art."

Chase sighed, rubbing his face. The Elite Force had been given a full day off superhero work. Bree took Skylar to get their nails done, Oliver was spending the day with his dad, who was visiting from the UK, and that meant Chase was stuck with Kaz. He was hoping they could get some work done- maybe an hour of extra training- but it seemed Kaz had other plans in mind.

"Did you have to?"

"Yes," Kaz stated, matter-of-factly.

Chase tried to give Kaz a stern are you kidding me look, but a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, "you're acting like a little kid."

Kaz put his hands on his hips, "hey. I am a rational, grown adult. There's nothing wrong with building a blanket fort!"

Before Chase could reply, Kaz took his wrist. "Besides-" he pulled Chase down, under the blanket dome he had constructed- "look at how comfy it is!"

Chase couldn't help but laugh at his boyfriends enthusiasm as they both plopped onto the cushions that lined the floor. "Yes, Kaz, it's very comfortable, but our couch is also comfortable, so why did you feel the need to make it?"

Kaz shoved Chase's shoulder, "ugh! You're impossible! It's called, 'for fun,' Chase- look it up." Kaz added, "don't actually look it up," when Chase raised his eyebrow in a way that meant he was about to spout out the definition of something.

The two bantered and joked around for the rest of the day and, by the end of it, Chase had to admit, blanket forts were pretty neat.

[goldenavenger02]

“You’ve got to calm down before I can fix you up, okay?” With Chase and Donald for the Drabble prompts? If that’s ok 😅 thank you 😊

Sorry this took so long! My sister has been sick all day and is finally on the mend.

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"Alright, Chase." Donald sighed once Bree was in her capsule, trying to sleep off the concussion she got on the failed mission. "Let's see the damage."

Once Donald had gotten her assessed and Adam had finished putting away their gear, there was one injury that still needed to be tended to, which was the dislocated shoulder that Chase was currently sporting. The teen was sitting at the main console, still in full mission mode.

"She's gonna be okay, right?" Chase asked quietly, not meeting Donald's eyes and choosing instead to look at his boots, trying to keep the tears of fear and anger at bay.

"Hey, eyes up here." Donald directed as he sat in front of Chase, meeting his brown eyes with the teary, hazel ones. "She's going to be fine. Yeah, super speeding with a concussion is a no, but give her a week or two and she'll be back to normal."

"I'm sorry. I gave her the signal too early. I should've paid more attention." Chase sniffled, wiping his eyes on his suit sleeve.

"Chase, you were trying to dismantle a bomb, and that part of the mission was a success." Donald explained. "Did I want my tropical facility to get blown up, no. Am I glad you three made it out of alive, absolutely. Buildings can be fixed, but you three are irreplaceable."

Chase nodded, unable to keep the tears of doubt and fear from rolling down his face and in return, looked back down at his boots.

"I'm gonna go grab a sling real quick. You’ve got to calm down before I can fix you up, okay?” Chase nodded, wiping his eyes against his sleeve again and took a shuddering breath.

[neshabeingchildish]

Charlotte: I REALLY need this device worked on. It's gotta be today or nothing.

Chase: I'd hate to tell you, but it's gonna have to be nothing. I've slaved over fixing it. It's impossible.

Max: I'll do it. (Takes device and starts tinkering with it.)

Chase: (Scoffs and laughs) You'll do it? I happen to be the smartest man alive and I've tried everything to get that working for her, so good luck! (Begins an indignant rant about how obnoxiously cocky Max is)

Max: Done! (Tosses it back to Charlotte)

Chase: That can't POSSIBLY be fixed! You worked on it for like five minutes!

Max: You're downplaying that speech. It was at least seven.

Charlotte: (Tests it) It works! Thanks, Guys!

Max: Why are you thanking him? He failed!

Charlotte: You work harder and faster when he's lecturing about how much better than you he is.

Chase: I am!

Max: (Rolls his eyes) I JUST proved that you in fact are not.

Chase: There has to be some other explanation. (Gasps) You rigged it, didn't you?

Max: (Smirks) IF I did, you still didn't figure it out. Smartest Man in the World. Circa Not Today, Bionic Boy. (Winks at him and slaps him lightly on the face twice).

[chaotic-writer-11]

My Masterlist

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Lab rats / Elite force

Chase:

Bruises (Chase Davenport x masc reader)

Kaz:

Play Flirting (Kaz x reader)

Marvel

Snow Day (Thor & Loki)

[braseshippersunite]

perfect (Adam/Bree/Chase poly drabble, NOT INCEST)

Bree loved cuddling with Adam and Chase. She felt safe there, with her head against Chase’s chest, feeling his heartbeat, and Adam’s arms around both of them. She couldn’t imagine being with or loving anyone else. It was like they were made for her: Well technically, they were. Douglas hadn’t used the same DNA to create either of the three, but when he accidentally made Bree a girl he had inadvertently created a triad of soulmates.

Their relationship wasn’t perfect, but it was theirs.

[labrats-and-clonetroopers]

"Overwhelming" An Ahsoka Drabble

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Synopsis: Ahsoka considers reuniting with Rex

Fandoms: Star Wars: The Clone Wars; Lab Rats: Elite Force

Pairings: Ahsoka Tano x Chase Davenport

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It’s a lot of things. 

It’s staring out at a city skyline that keeps reminding her of Coruscant despite how different it is. It’s having another girl her age that’s so excited to be her friend. It’s waking up Kaz in the middle of the night because she’s found Oliver crying in the bathroom again, and she knows it’s his best friend that he needs the most. It’s doing everything she can to avoid sleeping, afraid of what she’ll see, what she’ll remember, when she closes her eyes. It’s spending long hours meditating instead, with someone who needs the silence that his computerized mind can never find. 

It’s checking over the superhero list again, before Skylar’s anxiety jumps down both their throats, and feeling guilty that she’s doing so much to help them, and not her own people (does that even include surviving jedi, or had the clones already become her people first, even before she left the Order?). 

It’s Chase asking her, “Why can’t we do both?”, as though he’s just been waiting these past couple months for her to bring it up. He probably was. 

It’s all of these overwhelming things that are causing her hand to shake, as she finally contacts Rex. 

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She still hesitates, sometimes, to take hold of his hand. He’s told her it’s fine, and constantly reaches for her own; it’s not going to trigger his super senses or a glitch. She knows, but she also remembers somehow managing to grab his hand in just the wrong way one day; the tip of the flash drive imbedded in his finger breaking haphazardly through the skin. 

He tells her that she won’t hurt him, but she can’t quite wrap her head around that. All she knows is war. She’s wondered (frequently, after the tragedy of the Resolute) if she’s really capable of anything other than hurting and killing. 

She doesn’t know. Only knows that when her mind drifts that way, it’s too hazy to think straight, to even properly remember her own thoughts. 

She takes hold of his hand, and lets herself relax as their fingers intertwine. Allows herself a small smile, that no one else can see under the shadow of her hooded cloak. 

A light rain begins to fall on the platform, warm, pleasant. The sounds of Daiyu’s nightlife continuing to rise around them. Ahsoka takes a deep, calming breath. They need to be alert, they are alert, but she’s here, with Chase by her side, about to reunite with one of her dearest friends. She can allow herself to be hopeful. 

[sevenrelics]

saving face - 2.4k

@bublp0pr said: (i don't really do the whole writing request thing often so i hope this isn't too specific or long or i'm not doing this properly. If so i'm so sorry!) Could you maybe write something where a slightly older Angus starts dating someone but hasn't told anyone about it and Taako, Merle and Magnus come together to try to figure out why he's been so distracted and strange lately?

No worries, you got it down perfectly! I had a ton of fun writing this, tysm for the idea!

Happy Pride! 🏳️‍🌈✨Send in a ship (or anything else!) & a prompt and I’ll write a drabble! "It's teenage rebellion," Magnus states, his lumbering form jolting Taako's shoulders as he shifts on the bleachers. Someone's just made a goal. Taako couldn't say by who, but there's definitely been some sort of sports victory on the field. Judging from Merle's grumbling, (though he claims to not care in the least for Angus, nor his high school soccer victories) it's not for their side.

"Teenage reb—,” Taako repeats, disdain lacing his voice. "Mags, it's Angus, his idea of rebelling is doing the dishes when Lup forgets," he says, which is not entirely true. Lup most definitely doesn't forget, but weasels her way out of her share of kitchen cleanup with the excuse of "reaping business", or just disappears until someone else sucks it up and cleans the mess themselves. It's not reaping business. Ever. From what Kravitz groans about over a glass of wine on their couch, Lup doesn't even do her job when she's on the clock.

Regardless, Angus has been acting strange, and Taako is determined to find out why.

"It is!" Magnus protests, and the woman behind them wrinkles her nose at either the volume of his words or the way he continues elbowing Taako as he noisily claps at the kicking of a ball. Home-run, or whatever.

"No, it isn't," Taako repeats, and scoots closer to Merle. "He's just been weird lately. He usually can't shut his damn mouth about school, but now he doesn't tell Krav and I anything beyond his grades. Which we know! He stresses over an A minus!" he snaps, and tosses his hands in the air. He doesn't mention he and Lup doing the same thing before being accepted into the IPRE. They weren't members of Fantasy NASA for nothing. "He’s— He's not getting bullied, he knows too many defensive spells for that," Taako continues, dropping his hands back in his lap. "No drugs, his asthma would fuck that up for him. And he's out late constantly!" Taako snarls, raising his voice to be heard over the crowd's cheering.

"Sounds like teenage rebellion to me," Magnus says, shrugs, and grabs another handful from the crinkled bag of chips between them.

Taako huffs. Magnus's solutions so far have boiled down to 'wait it out', or, occasionally, 'get him a dog', neither of which Taako is keen on. Sure, elves have plenty of time, but Taako has never been particularly stellar at managing it, nor mastered the art of patience. He prefers not to think about how much time Angus has.

And on the dog point, they have Magnus, who is just as friendly and eats twice as much, so Taako neglects to see how bringing another animal to their street would help his situation at all.

Another cheer interrupts the biting retort formulating on his tongue, and Taako reluctantly rises to his feet to clap alongside his two friends.

Angus is important to him. More so than he'd like to admit, actually. He's wormed his way into his l in a way that only his boyfriend and those who have spent a century in his company have. It's impressive. Taako's heart is a no-go zone, a big ol' void of non-trust, and yet, here they are. Taako is sitting on an awful metal bench, surrounded by sweaty people and the stench of bad chili-dogs to watch his kid play a sport he has zero knowledge of.

So, for once in his life, he rolls his eyes, sucks a breath through his slightly crooked teeth, and lowers his pride to ask a favor.

"Merle," Taako wheedles, drawing out his old friend's name. Said dwarf continues to stare straight ahead, dull gray eyes locked on the field. Damned dwarven stubbornness.

"Merle," Taako presses insistently, expertly styled (if he does say so himself) eyebrows raised expectantly.

"Nope." Merle shifts beside him to reach across Taako's lap to snatch from the greasy, crumpled bag of chips that Magnus has decimated. Taako briefly wonders if they've coordinated this with the specific intent of annoying the shit out of him. He glances at Merle out the corner of his eye, attempting to look at least somewhat affable as he tucks a lock of bottle blond hair back into his cap. Not the most 'Fantasy Vogue' choice, but Ren tells him it's what people wear to these types of events.

After a few moments of Merle pointedly not meeting his eyes, Taako frowns and scoots closer to Magnus, which ick, but serves to show his point well enough. Well, fuck. He's never trying that again. Nope, nuh-uh, no chance, zero, zip, zilch. Putting his pride on the line is bad enough, but not getting any results? A million times worse.

On the other hand.

If he doesn't figure this out, he'll go who knows how long without Angus's constant chatter, which, rather reluctantly, he has to admit he misses a little. He'll have to keep leaving dinner in the fridge, continue having only half-conversations with his kid, and Kravitz will have to put up with even more late night grumblings and admissions of concern from him.

He stifles a groan and huffs. "Can't you just check—“

"No."

It's silent other than for Magnus rustling his snacks, and the noise of plastic on foil grates on Taako's ears.

There's a sigh from his left, and Taako's ears perk. "S' not sick, if that's what you're asking," Merle says, his gravel voice music to Taako's ears.

"You're sure? Because you gotta admit, he's acting fucking weird—“

"Didn't say I knew what was up with the brat, just that he's not sick. Sick kid couldn't have made that goal," Merle grumbles and points towards the field, and sure enough, shouts and screams erupt as students swarm Angus. Despite not knowing what in hell is going on, Taako's chest swells with pride for his apprentice.

"Nice hole-in-one," Taako says when the game ends, slinging his arm around Angus's shoulders. The kid's about his height, now, which aggravates him beyond belief. Fortunately, he still has his hat. You always count the hat.

"That is actually one hundred percent wrong," Angus replies, though he's smiling brightly between ragged breaths.

"Psh. Par, then?" Taako goads, and Angus's shoulders shake with laughter beneath his arm. It's... warm. Familiar. Much closer to the Angus he remembers a few weeks ago. They walk to the carriage, still linked though Taako's blouse is bound to smell like grass and sweaty human by the time they arrive home.

They're only a few feet away when Angus stops in his tracks, halting both of them in the process. "Oh," he says, and guilt flashes across his features. "Sorry, Taako, I have something I need to do. After school. Now."

Fuck. There's all their progress today down the drain. Kravitz, Barry, and Lup are all working today, Merle and Davenport are boating, or whatever it is old men do with their time, and Magnus is. Well. Taako would prefer to not be around him after the number of mediocre cheese fries he's devoured. One hundred years of sharing a bathroom with him were more than enough, thank you very much. Without Angus, it's an empty house for him tonight.

It's out of selfish need and mild concern that he raises a single eyebrow, and places a manicured hand on his hip. "Like take a shower?"

"Well, later— yes, I guess, but I really—“ Angus stammers out, the words tripping on his tongue. His hands move to play with the frame of his glasses, a nervous habit Taako can recall all the way back on the Rockport Limited six some years ago.

"Uh, nope. Not today, boychik," he says, and ignores the sharp mix of confusion and disappointment that immediately blankets Angus's expression. Taako briefly toys with the idea of saying 'fuck it' and letting the kid go do whatever it is that he's so set on. It goes as quick as it comes— this is a conversation that, like it or not, they need to have. After a second, Angus nods, and Taako steers him by the shoulder over to an empty bench.

"Sit," he instructs.

Angus's brow furrows, and he opens his mouth as if to protest. Taako cuts him off with another stern look, which fuck, he really hates doing. Being bad cop is always Kravitz's job— nothing gets the point of 'don't go out in poor weather' across like a lecture from the literal Grim Reaper.

Angus sits.

One quick call and subsequent portal later (courtesy of Lup, who is more than happy to have an excuse to skip out on paperwork), they're standing in the kitchen of their home. Angus toes off his soccer cleats before moving with careful footsteps to the kitchen table. Taako's heart aches a little at the forlorn expression and the way he tiptoes around him as if expecting a lecture. Which, fuck, depending on how this conversation goes, might be the result he receives. Though he wants to know, it scares him a little. If this is something big, and Angus doesn't trust them enough to reveal it, or worse, it's too late to act on it, Taako isn't positive he can handle the fallout.

"So," he begins, and draws out the chair opposite Angus. "What's going on with you?"

Angus's eyes snap up to his, and his hands once again flit to his glasses. Not a particularly good sign. Taako resists the urge to pin them down with a spell. "What?"

So that's how they're playing this. "You know what," he says, and raps his glossed nails on the table as an outlet for the nervous energy that boils in his veins. Fuck it, he thinks, and cuts straight to the chase. "Are you injured?"

"Injured?" Angus echoes, sending a cursory glance over his limbs, then shakes his head emphatically. "No."

"Being bullied?"

"No?"

"Sick?"

"What—“ Angus blinks, and lowers his backpack to the floor with a soft thud. Obviously anticipating a longer conversation than their run-of-the-mill passing quips in the past few weeks. Thankfully for him, Taako would prefer to not drag this out any more than necessary. "No," he stresses. "Not sick."

"Merle chooses now to be the only time he's right?" Taako mutters, and Angus purses his lips in a way that reminds Taako distinctly of Kravitz when Lup's jokes have gone on a tad too long.

"Then what's up with you?" Taako asks, and folds his arms across his chest. Angus doesn't respond, and Taako feels his nails digging crescents into his bare arms.

"Got all night, kiddo," he continues, and though Angus's eyes don't waver, he isn't forthcoming with any answers. "Every one after that, too" he tacks on, though Angus knows just as well as he does that Taako isn't committed enough to remain on his case about this unless he's in severe danger.

"It's nothing bad," Angus promises, the words coming out of his mouth in a hurry. He runs a nervous hand through his short curls, then opens his mouth, and pauses. He drops his hands to his lap. Angus McDonald has never been at a loss for words in his life, and Taako doubts now is any exception— frankly, he knows more than the majority of adults, sure as fuck more than Taako does. Which does nothing to assuage his nerves, because it means if Angus won't tell, something deeply, deeply wrong is occurring.

Angus finally breaks his eyes away and turns them to the ceiling as he briefly clasps his hands, and whispers something Taako can't pick up from across the table. Theatrics seem to run in the family, genetic or not. Taako finally understands how fucking infuriating it can be. Will that stop him? Absolutely not.

A deep breath. "I've been seeing someone," Angus says, and Taako's heart catches in his throat. 

"Oh," Taako says, and he's certain his eyes are wider than Magnus's upon seeing a puppy. "Oh," he continues, and hears a shrill laugh escape from his throat. 

"Well. Is he nice?" Taako asks, because that conversation had occurred already, at two am on an emotional Tuesday morning Taako doesn't remember too fondly. It had involved nearly using Magic Missile on an intruder that opened his bedroom door at ungodly hours of the morning, only to have said intruder start bawling over a fact Taako'd already known (because really, no straight kid could ever contain that much sass, even if it's just from mimicking his far superior teacher).

Angus only stares at him. "You're not mad?" There's a note of disbelief in the words, and Taako smiles despite himself. Still surprising people, even after years of being around them. Angus's eyes are wide behind his dirt-streaked frames, and he reminds Taako of the little boy on the Rockport Limited. Unsure, a little trepidatious, and filled with energy.

"Mad?” Taako grins, and leans forward, hair spilling out of his unforunately colored baseball cap. "Kiddo, I'm fucking thrilled. Nerd boy's finally caught a man." Angus flushes, but smiles back. "He cute?"

"Oh, very."

"Excellent," Taako says, pushing the flat of his hand against the table as he rises. "Well, I won't keep you."

"What?" Angus moves to stands as well, his hands fluttering at his sides.

"You're still showering," Taako continues as if Angus hadn't interrupted at all. "And change, too. Grab something from my closet." Angus's jaw drops, and he shakes his head with such vehemence that Taako is shocked his glasses don't fly off.

"What, pumpkin? I didn't make you miss your date, did I?" If he had, Taako knows he'll feel genuinely awful, though he'd rather not dwell on that unless fully necessary.

"Taako," Angus starts, and the smile on his face curls into something a tad more mischievous. Reminds him of someone, actually. "Did you miss me?"

"Don't push it."

Taako notices in the next few days that Angus is home remarkably more often. Though nothing has changed, not really, the conversation itself seems to have drawn them back together. Dinner isn't left in the fridge much anymore, and when Angus goes out, he's often wearing something Taako recognizes. Even if the patterns are far more conservative than what Taako would've put together.

It takes a few weeks, but one night there's a guest at their table.

Kravitz insists they don't intrude on the pair while they "study and snack". Of course, Taako takes it upon himself to make the occasion something out of Angus's nightmares, mildly embarrassing the kid, and poking fun every time they cross paths, even when Kravitz rolls his eyes and apologizes in his stead.

He does have a persona to keep up, after all.

[canadadrye]

honestly any kind of chase davenport fic is good maybe even a little jealousy involved

DO I WANNA KNOW?

chase davenport x GN!reader

request: yep!

note: inspired by the arctic monkeys song

warnings: cat's language, arguing, implied that reader has anxiety

word count: 1.1k

recently things in your life had been going downhill, and fast. family members getting sick, pets dying, you name it. all of this stress had caused you to become a lot more dependent on your best friend, leo, than normal. however, a certain other man in your life wasn't too happy about that. it was no secret that chase davenport had romantic feelings for you; in fact, you seemed to be the only person unaware of it. now this really irked him, all he wanted was to be able to call you his and that was the one thing he couldn't do. ever since you'd been seen clinging onto leo every time you had the chance, chase started growing distant and you really couldn't understand why. it was really bumming you out since you considered him to be your second closest friend, only being beat by leo by a close margin.

you arrived at school at your normal time, and for the first half of the day you were completely silent; not speaking, or looking, at a single person. when lunch time came you headed to the cafeteria, sitting in your normal spot between chase and leo. but this time, chase got up and asked bree to switch spots with him. for you, this was the final straw. he'd been such an ass to you recently and it really wasn't helping the already trashy mental state you were in. you leaned over to leo and whispered in his ear, "do you have any idea what his deal is? he's been acting super weird recently and i'm worried" you made sure to be quiet enough that no one other than him could hear you, you weren't looking to start anything. in fact, that was the last thing you wanted to do at this point. "honestly, i have no clue man. everyone's noticed but we're too scared to ask" he shook his head and went back to eating. you didn't bother responding, you wanted to save the already very little amount of energy you had. you went through the rest of the day barely being able to focus on your work, all you could think about was chase. you cared about him so much and seeing him act this way hurt far beyond what it should.

after a very long day, you went home to drop your backpack off in your room. ignoring your family, not ever bothering to look their way. you didn't want them to see you in such a pathetic state. putting in your earbuds and turning the volume up all the way, you texted leo letting him know you were on the way to the davenport residence. the trip there was relatively short but it felt like hours. tears pricked your eyes as you reflected on the recent weeks. watching one of your best friends drift away was horrifying, and all you could do was think about what you did wrong. "was i a horrible friend? did i put him through the same pain i'm going through?". those were just some of the questions racing through your mind. your breathing started to pick up pace as you entered through the doors of the mansion. you quickly found leo and engulfed him in a tight, desperate hug. he wiped the tears away from your face and encouraged you to go talk to chase. "shh, it's okay. whatever happens we'll conquer it together!" you gave him one final hug and headed down to the lab.

the elevator ride down was absolutely gut wrenching. your heart sunk into your stomach and you were shaking more than you ever have. the doors open and you stepped out, meeting the hazel eyes of the man causing your racing heartbeat. "hey, chase... we need to um- talk" you fidgeted with your hands, not able to look at his face. "what is there to talk about? i don't think anything needs to be said" his words were harsh, piercing through your chest in a way that you'd never really felt before. you fought back tears and tried to continue the conversation, "i'm worried about you, really... you've been, how do i say this- uhm distant? recently... i guess" you started rubbing at the ends of your sleeves, something that you'd been known to when thrown into situations like this. "i don't know what you mean" he sarcastically threw out, working on something you couldn't quite see. "listen i really- i just want to know what's wrong" you felt defeated, you weren't sure why, but you did. "what's wrong? you want to know whats wrong? well i'll tell you what's wrong, i've loved you for MONTHS, i've put in so much TIME and EFFORT trying to get you to notice me-" he felt himself getting worked up, he truthfully couldn't believe he was saying these things out loud "-and all i get in return is seeing you latch onto my GODDAMN STEP-BROTHER of all people! i don't understand why you don't just get with him at this point- it's so obvious you like him!" he ran his hand through his hair, hoping to calm himself down. you were left speechless, it had never even crossed your mind that he might like you. you'd never thought of him in that way, simply because you didn't think it was possible for him to feel any way other than platonically for you. you didn't say anything, you couldn't even if you wanted to. words refused to escape your mouth, you felt tears rush down your face and you didn't try to fight it because you knew couldn't. "i don't even WANT to know what you're thinking about saying, i think it's best if you just lea-" he was about to finish his sentence when he felt a pair of arms wrap themselves around his waist. he was thrown off, his mind scrambling to find any conclusion he could come to. everything made sense to you, why everything he did made such an imprint on you. why his words hurt you so much more than they would if they came from anyone else. you sobbed into his chest, you couldn't hold anything back anymore. it felt like a train of emotions just hit you, like a wave swallowing you whole. he pulled away from the hug, confused but no longer angry. "chase i-" you hiccuped "everything makes so much sense now i... i feel the same" you mustered up a weak smile, looking up towards him. he didn't say anything, he just cupped your cheek in his hand and placed a small kiss on your forehead before he pulled you into a deep hug. that night you stayed at the davenports, not wanting to leave chase's side.

[fuckimsoft]

49 but with kase?

🥺 my favorite boys

prompt: "I don't want to screw this up."

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"Oh, my gosh, oh, my gosh, where's my white button down?!"

Kaz glanced up from his comic book, directing his gase towards Chase, with a raised eyebrow. "Um... on you?"

Chase didn't stop rummaging through his closet, all rules of keeping his clothes neatly hung up, on the hangers, forgotten. "No, Kaz, this one's off white. I can't show up to a board meeting wearing a jet black tie and an off white shirt."

"Why not?"

"Because!"

Kaz shook his head. "It's going to be fine, Chase. You'll blow them away with your talk-thing."

"Presentation," Chase supplied.

"Yeah, that," Kaz set down his comic book completely, "and you know stressing isn't going to help anyone."

Huffing slightly, Chase moved over to Kaz's section of the closet. "And you know that telling someone to stop stressing doesn't help at all with stress. Plus, if you had to give a presentation in front of the White House, you'd be stressing too, and- oh my gosh- do you not own any solid colored button downs?"

Kaz shrugged, "I like to make life interesting, and sometimes that means only buying festive Hawaiian shirts in place of formal-wear." He stood up and walked over to Chase. Kaz put his hands on Chase's shoulder, turning him around so that they were facing each other. "You're gonna be fine, okay?"

"I just..." Chase looked down, fiddling with the tie in his hands, "I don't want to screw this up."

"You won't. You're a bionic genius, for goodness sake, they should be nervous about meeting you."

Chase chuckled, shaking his head slightly.

Kaz smiled. He moved his hands to the collar of Chase's shirt, pulling him into a soft kiss that lasted a couple seconds. When they pulled away, Chase was smiling too.

"Hey, Chase!" they heard Douglas call from the living room, "you ready to go?!"

"Coming!" Chase replied. He pecked Kaz's lips one last time before heading for the door, draping the tie around his neck. Before walking down the stairs, Chase turned to Kaz. "I love you."

Kaz grinned, "love you too, babe. Now go kick some White House ass."